#i blew these out in two days. dont ask me how. dont do it either. 10/10 not recommended

[satoruhour]

OK but gojo would overuse cheezy lines because it makes reader laugh and roll her eyes, I can see him being so cheesy it hurts

a/n: DARLA U R FEEDING THE INSANITY I HAVE IN REGARDS TO GOJO !!!!!! this is so cutee ty for requesting !!!

yes very correct!!! he likes to find jokes in EVERYTHING i swear he’s so smart relating them to mochi or farts

“did you fart? cause you blew me away.” like…. that is not a romantic pick up line gojo…

hes not ashamed to say how he picked you up with a joke back in high school and all you did was roll your eyes (because he is was pretty annoying to you back then) and walk away

he had even bought your favourite drink to confess but all you did was roll your eyes and walk off… immediately flipping open your phone to text utahime and shoko in a group chat of the three of you

poor dude 😭😭

but you started to fall for him — you’re not too sure how and when, but you’re actually the one who used a lame pick up line to start the rs and not him!!

you were tempted to use his but you thought of something you knew he’d like and you’re almost mumbling it (gojo hears it the first time, like doesn’t he have six eyes? not six ears? smh)

he asks u to repeat it (“i like you very mochi…”) and he’s soooo annoying about it but ceases your misery with a big hug

continues to use it throughout your relationship - has SO many from the top of his head it’s quite a feat ngl

a little more into your relationship he teases you about love @ first sight — “do you believe in it? or should i walk past again?”

you almost slap him with your drink

when you’re going shopping for new clothes for megumi and tsumiki he points to his shirt

“know what this is made of?”

you deadpan, “what.” and the giggles are almost so difficult to hold back on gojo’s end.

“it’s boyfriend material.”

“satoru. you ARE my boyfriend.”

HES SO GOOFY I SWEARRR and he screams excitedly and does jazz hands and says “really?” with a cute, fairly punchable face 😭😭

that was the first time it really sunk in gojo was ur bf cause u bagged the strongest sorcerer? insanity. it made you smile a little, you cant lie

another time you’re teaching history to megumi as part as one of his middle school classes, and gojo shouts from the kitchen

“im studying to become a historian.”

and you almost spit out your drink cause what the fuck was he saying??? wasn’t he 25 and a super popular sorcerer

megumi says “oh no” and you think you know what’s coming. gojo finishes it

“i’m especially interested in finding a date.”

“oh COME ON.” and megumi leaves PLEASEKRNF hes so funny, “come teach me when you two stop flirting” 💀

safe to say megumi failed his history test

he plants these little things a lot, that soon you get accustomed to it or even answer it for him and he’s like whining

“you’re so sweet, baby,” and you know there’s a catch to everything he says

“yeah cause i give you a toothache, right”

“BABEEEEE ….” he attempts to give you the silent treatment for one hour. he lasts five minutes

you think it has something to do with age, maybe, cause the longer you’re with gojo the longer you find yourself liking the stupid lame pick-up lines he uses

like sure rolling eyes and giving him the finger is fun but they make your heart flutter at times and you find that you can’t stifle a smile that well around gojo anymore lolol

one day gojo broke the door off the hinges, honestly you dont know how either, so you head to IKEA

“your eyes are like IKEA, i could get lost in them for hours.” and you’re shoving him with a loud laugh, not really rolling your eyes.

he bombards you with lines as you act as suburban couples in the showrooms, he says something about meatballs and then you two really get lost

shrek movie night: “call me shrek cause i’m head ogre heels are you”

and you’re sputtering pizza all over the living room as you laugh, giving your own line that has you two forgetting about the movie. megumi rolls his eyes and smiles when he sees you two having fun :)

gojo likes your laugh, he likes to make u laugh, and he has a thousand and one more pick up lines to use on you

that night he uses “you’re so beautiful you made me forget my pick up line” and you gush, pushing him away with a shy smile and everything. he kisses you and whispers “i mean it.”

just know you’re fated to this stupid goofy man and his stupid pick up lines for the rest of your life <3

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[oakwave]

Van palmer x reader- tensions rising

Warnings: nothin just a little smooch 16+ babes

Description: enemies to lovers vibes

Words:1200

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Hates a strong word and not something I use for just anybody but I do hate one person and that's Van palmer. Her stupid ginger hair and freckles haunt me in my dreams,not at all attractive! Making cringy movie references every time anyone says literally anything, it's sooo annoying! Not at all interesting or cute! But I deal with it for the good of the team, the only thing more annoying then vans movie references is the constant bickering when your trying to play a game of football. Of course I never start it, Van hates me as much as I hate her, if not more so. Me and Natalie are in the locker rooms getting ready to play when Van and tai start snickering as us before barging into me as they walk past, "bitch" I mumble as she moves away from us. "Why do you two hate each other so much anyway, it kinda came out of no where" Natalie speaks. She's kinda right me and Van used to be friends, not even that long ago before she started acting all mean and better then me, i actually started to like her before all this, I assumed it was because she got friends with tai and I became friends with Nat so she just didn't need me anymore but really I'm not sure. "I don't even know she just hates my guts" I reply sounding slightly sadder then I meant to, i dont really want to let Nat into the labyrinth that is mine and vans relationship. "Yeah I'm sure" the blond speaks back sarcastically, looking at me curiously. " guys come on your late!" Jackie shouts through the locker room, saving me from Nats interrogation.

Everyone gathered round coach listening to him tell us about how practice was gonna run, doing a skirmish (meaning a practice game) so we get put into two groups, unfortunately me and nat got split up and she was on vans team, meanwhile tai was on mine. We all got into position and coach martinez blew the whistle. We'd played for a while when I got the ball I'm on attack so I ran with it getting into the box and getting ready to strike, I pretended to kick the ball one way, leading to van leaping towards that side, before moving  and hitting it in the other side of the net, successfully scoring! Everyone on my team ran towards me and cheered whilst tai rolled her eyes and Nat smiled at me. It was all going great until a certain redhead started screaming about how I'm a "fucking cheat" and cant play soccer. Usually this wouldn't have bothered me but come on she's been bitching all day, I walked over to her before saying "god sore looser much?" To the very angry goalie. She started toward me "oh yeah well at least I'm not the one who cries whenever she gets out on a team without her fuck buddy" she screams, making me confused as Nat and Lottie came between us, coach blowing the whistle loudly to get our attention. "Y/l/N, PALMER GO GET CHANGED YOU'RE DONE FOR THE DAY UNTIL YOU CAN WORK AS A TEAM" he booms.

I sigh before heading towards the locker rooms, Van trailing behind me. When we get through the doors I can't help but ask "what did you mean back there about the fuck buddy thing?" I question directed at the red head sat on the bench. "Oh what you think no one can see what's going on between you and Nat" she spits. "Huh?" I say starting to giggle, does she think there's something going on between me and Nat? "We're just friends, honestly" I say. " and for the record I don't cry when we get put on different teams, I just don't like being put on a team with people who hate me with no backup". She looks up at me, now it's her turn to question " your seriously just friends? And what do you mean people who don't like you, has someone said something?" she starts becoming almost protective. "Yeah you Van, and taissa. You've both been pretty mean to me you know". "Yeah well you haven't exactly been the easiest to deal with either", now I can't really argue with that. " okay fair, what even happened to us, we used to be like best friends" I say, feeling a little sad that the girl whom I not only loved as a friend but I really started to like more then that. " I didn't think you like me anymore and to be fair you did kinda replace me with Nat" "not really you kinda replaced me with tai, and anyway didn't you think Nat and i where dating or even just fucking, can I not be friends with you and someone else, or better yet fuck someone else; that's not even interfering with us or our dynamic" i state laughing a little, did she really think I was replacing her?. She stares at the ground before opening her mouth "y/n" she whispers, "Van" I whisper back smiling at her before realising she's being serious. She stands and come closer to me. "I couldn't be friends and think you where messing around with someone else, I got jealous I'm sorry. I started being mean to you because of it and that wasn't fair." She stops and I start to take everything she just said in "I get it if your mad I should've just told you I liked you or kept my feelings to myself and dealt with them this wasn't on you" she finishes. "Van I-I like you too, I was mean to you in retaliation, I didn't want to like you when you where being all sucky" a smile creeps up on her face, "I was kinda sucky huh", "oh absolutely" I state giggling at her. She comes closer to me and holds my waist, I look up at her, resting my hands on her shoulders. " how about we try this again?" She says smirking, "I'd love that I say"closing the gap between us, her soft lips meeting mine. We walk backwards a bit until my back meets the cold metal of the lockers, making me sigh a bit, our lips never leaving each other. Vans hands start to explore my body, untucking my shirt before making their way up my rib cage and meeting my bra. I tangle my hands in her hair, making her groan. "AND here I was thinking you two hated each other" jackie shouts down the locker room, alerting us of her presence and making us pull apart (reluctantly). I wipe my mouth quickly, Van doing the same, feeling my cheeks burn up. "Coach sent me here to make sure you two hadn't torn each other apart, looks like I got here just in time thought right?" "Okayyy enough" van replies going red herself. "Anyway now you've put aside your differences and seem to finally be 'working as a team'" she states using air quotes, " you can come to the last half an hour" Jackie finishes. "Cooool" I say, secretly wishing me and Van could finish what we started. And begin to follow her to the pitch, Van right behind me, both still red, exchanging a final glance.

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Helllloooooo, this one's a little spicier then the last. Let me know you're thoughts requests are open!!! <3.

Part 2 here

First time publishing on tumblr any tips or recommendations welcome <3

Please don’t copy any of my work as it is my own and it is copyrighted thanks xxx

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[azzo0]

Baked With Love.

The following is a snippet from Always.

Summary: Bakugo helps her bake with a little bit of teasing.

Yoshiko washed her hands in the kitchen sink while Bakugo beat up eggs for rolled-up omelettes. She wiped her hands with a towel and walked up beside him. "Want help?"

"I dont need help, fuck off if you want to eat."

"Y'know, I'm not trying to strike your precious ego here. Just speedin' up things."

"Yeah, standing there will speed things up." He glared at her.

"Well, tell me what to do."

"Get the miso soup out of the fridge and heat it."

"Ask nicely."

"I thought you wanted to fucking help??"

Yoshiko blew him an air kiss, making his eye twitch. She opened the fridge and found the pot of miso soup. She took it out, peeking inside. "Hey, Bakugo-"

"Katsuki." He corrected, not looking up from the spinach leaves he was chopping to put in the eggs.

"Huh?"

"You called me Katsuki when I got shot."

"And you called me Yoshiko."

"Get a hint, bitch. I'm askin' you to use my given name. Feel honoured, brat." He said, looking up from the cutting board.

"Nah." She transferred the soup into a glass bowl. "If I call you Katsuki, you still won't call me Yoshiko."

"Yeah, you're right. Your name is lame anyways."

Yoshiko laughed, putting the bowl in the microwave. "Katsuki. There. Happy now?"

He remained silent, rolling up the eggs in the pan with chopsticks. Yoshiko faced the microwave, waiting for an answer. "Yes, Yoshiko." That warm sensation was back again when she heard her name slip so effortlessly from his lips. She stared at the bowl roasting in the oven. She didn't want to feel any of this. Why was she suddenly seeing him in a different light? Of course, she knew the answer to her question. She'd been here before.

When the oven dinged, she took the bowl out and set it on the counter. "Do we have tofu?" She asked Bakugo, who was now cutting up the omelette.

"Yeah, in the fridge. Last shelf."

Yoshiko nodded and took the tofu out, slicing a few pieces to put inside after separating the soup into two smaller bowls. Bear came into the kitchen, sitting expectantly by Yoshiko's heels. Yoshiko cut a few small pieces for him and put them in his eating bowl.

"Oi, I'm done here." Bakugo said.

"Okay, the soup's done as well," Yoshiko said, taking a seat on one of the high stools by the counter.

Bakugo sat across from her, and the two began eating in silence. It felt nice working out together and then having breakfast while everyone was busy snoring. Bakugo liked it because it felt like he had her entirely to himself during that time.

"Damn, this soup is good," Yoshiko said after taking a sip.

"Duh, 'cause I'm the one who made it." He said, taking a sip from his own bowl.

"Maybe you can help me bake."

"What?"

"It's Hitoshi's birthday in two days." She explained. "And I want to bake him a cake, but I never baked before. So I was thinking of baking cupcakes today, so I got some idea on how to get around stuff. I don't want to burn it."

"I'm not helpin'."

"What, why not?!"

"I 'aint got the time to bake some silly cupcakes. Besides, I don't bake either."

"But you and Sato baked cookies the other day!" Yoshiko reminded.

"I just happened to be there when that idiot was in the kitchen, and I didn't want him to make a mess."

"Sato's a professional. He cleans up after he's done. You just don't want to help me."

"Damn right," Bakugo smirked.

"Fuck you." Yoshiko flipped him off. "I'll just ask Sato to help me inst-"

"Fucking fine, I'll help you." Bakugo groaned. "But your ass better not annoy me, or I'm ditching you."

"Aren't you the sweetest?" Yoshiko sniggered.

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"So, what kind of cupcakes do you want to bake?" Bakugo sighed after he put out the utensils they would need.

"Chocolate."

"Okay..." Bakugo opened Sato's baking book since he didn't know the recipe by heart. "Crack an egg into the bowl." He dictated, elbow on the counter as he watched her pick up the egg. She tapped it against the bowl, spilling its contents out of the bowl.

"Oops,"

"Oops, my ass!" Bakugo yelled, pushing her aside. He grabbed a few tissue papers and cleaned her mess. "Don't you know how to crack a damn egg?!" He lightly tapped another egg against the bowl and perfectly cracked it open.

"My bad, Gordon Ramsay."

"Shut up and add the milk." Yoshiko peeked at the recipe, checking how much milk she'd need and poured the milk into the bowl.

"Okay, add the rest of the wet ingredients." He watched her measure out the quantities and pour them into the bowl. It almost felt like he was babysitting a toddler that wanted to bake.

"I'm done," Yoshiko said.

"Okay, whisk it up."

Yoshiko held the beater, holding it in between closed fingers like she was going to stab someone with it. She poked it into the bowl and slowly moved it back and forth.

"Bitch, that's not how you beat the batter." Bakugo frowned, pinching his nose. He snatched the bowl and whisk from her, showing her the right way to beat it.

"Okay, now for the dry ingredients." He held the book up again and dictated the ingredients out for her to measure and put in another bowl. At least her dumb brain knew how to measure ingredients. "Now gently mix the stuff up." He held his breath as she combined the dry ingredients, letting it out when she didn't spill anything.

"Now, just pour the wet ingredients into the dry." He said, handing her a spatula.

"Okay." She took the spatula from him, transferring the wet ingredients into the dry ones. "Now mix it up. Don't fucking spill anything."

"I know, I know. Stop being so bossy." She rolled her eyes, beating the mixtures together. Bakugo's eye twitched as he watched her whisk the batter with the speed of a turtle.

"For fucks sake, you're so damn slow." He stood behind her and brought the bowl closer to her stomach, putting his hands on top of hers while she still held the bowl and whisk. Yoshiko's breath hitched as she felt his warmth creep into her back, catching his sweet caramel smell with a hint of cologne. His lecture on how to beat the batter properly fell on deaf ears as she was too busy blushing and processing the position she was in.

"Got it now?" He asked, gaining her attention again, letting her hands go.

"Huh- y-yeah. I got it."

"You just fucking stuttered."

"Your ears are not working." She defended, quickly beating the batter up, glad he couldn't see her face.

"I'm sure they are," Bakugo muttered under his breath, still standing behind and watching over her shoulder.

Once the batter was done, Yoshiko put the cupcake liners inside the cupcake moulds and let Bakugo transfer the batter into them. He sighed and went to put the spatula in the sink when Yoshiko snatched it from him. "Are you really going to waste all that sweet goodness?" Yoshiko said, wiping the batter off it with a finger and licking it. Bakugo rolled his eyes at her and adjusted the heating, popping the tray into the oven.

Yoshiko kept the spatula in the sink and gathered the dirty utensils to wash. Bakugo joined her, drying the dishes as she handed them to him. Once done, they dried their hands, walking over to the oven to see the cupcakes slowly rising.

"Heh, I'm already drooling," Yoshiko said.

"Of course." Bakugo snorted, glancing down at her. She had a little batter under her lip. He put a knuckle under her chin, making her face him and taking her by surprise. His thumb brushed under her lip, and he slowly brought it to his lips to lick it all while he locked eyes with her.

Yoshiko's lips parted in shock, a wild blush blooming from her face to her neck down. The AUDACITY this guy had. She opened her mouth to say something, but nothing came out.

"Mm, not bad." He said, looking at the oven again.

"You-" Yoshiko began, unsure of what to say. Bakugo looked at her again, smirking when he saw her flustered.

"What?" He tilted his head.

"You fucking idiot."

"Aw, are you blushing?" He inched his face closer. For a split second, he saw her eyes dart down to his lips and back at his eyes again. Oh, God, that made him want to kiss her.

Yoshiko gulped, looking into his dangerously close crimson eyes. She could feel her pulse in her neck, her heart pounding so loud she could hear it in her ears. For the first time, she found Bakugo intimidating. That shitty look on his face was daring her to back away so he could win this silent game they were playing.

Since when did their challenges become this flirty?

"I hope you break your arm again." She growled at him, inching even closer just to make him back away. He did not back away.

"The feeling is mutual, darling." He purred.

"So- uh, what are you guys making?" Yoshiko heard Shinsou's voice, her head immediately snapping to her side to see him awkwardly standing there. She quickly moved away from Bakugo, her face heating up even more.

"We? We're just baking cupcakes! They're almost done." Her voice came out louder than she wanted it to. It was like she lost controll over herself.

"Uhuh..."

"Really. We were just discussing how much time we need to keep them inside. Right, Katsuki?"

"Totally," Bakugo smirked at her. Yoshiko wanted to punch his nose so bad because through that smirk he was telling her that he won.

"Katsuki?" Shinsou raised an eyebrow.

"Uh- yeah..." Yoshiko trailed off, looking down at the floor.

"Interesting. So when are these cupcakes going to be done?" Shinsou asked. Oh, he was going to have fun teasing her later.

"Ten minutes, I guess." She said, glancing at the timer. She stepped away from Bakugo, not looking at either of their eyes. She hung her apron behind the door. "I'm going to take a shower. Take a cupcake once they're done."

"Okay," Shinsou replied, watching her leave the kitchen. Once he was sure she was out of earshot, his eyes narrowed at Bakugo.

"The fuck you lookin' at, eye bags?" Bakugo scowled.

"She's my best friend," Shinsou said.

"Yeah, not shit."

"Hurt her, and I'll break your neck." Shinsou threatened, voice low.

"Hah? I don't need you to tell me what to do."

"Consider it a warning." Shinsou shrugged. "The last guy who broke her heart got his nose broken by me. But she doesn't need to know that, aye?"

"I'm not her shitty ex," Bakugo snarled. "Besides, I'm the stronger one."

"Pretty sure I could brainwash you, given you can keep your mouth shut," Shinso smirked.

"Shut the fuck up."

The oven dinged, and Bakugo took the cupcakes out while Shinsou made himself coffee. Once the cupcakes were cool enough, Bakugo took them out of the mould. Shinsou took one, taking a bite of the warm cupcake.

"These taste like they were baked with love." He teased.

"I will kill you."

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[v1vian-th3-f4nfic-wr1ter]

An Eternity With You

《Chapter 2》

Potiental Triggers: Insecurity (Gerald) Self Doubt (Gerald) Smoking (Felix) Implied/Mention of Sex But Nothing Detailed (Gerald and Reader and Honestly All of them) Family Death (Reader)

Authors note: This chapter will be focused on Geralds growing relationship with reader and how he feels about them but remains blind to the romantic feelings, he doubts himself about being a good partner to Felix and Arthur and feels insecure about his position in the cartel, future chapters will explore the rest of their relationship (arthur and felix) with reader but for now its just gerald also, fuck slowburn

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@fckedupnerd

The winter air blew harshly into Arthurs face, it didnt faze him as he entered the cathedral and went down the elevator, met with Gerald eating a steak and wine for lunch and Felix smoking a cigarette, looking at himself in the smaller mirror. Validating himself...though mostly negative comments, it was an average day, he sat down in a chair in front of a desk, working on a new launch of caramels and the flavors. He spoke in a calm but demanding voice "What do you think does with caramel?" He said, not looking at either of them. They stare at him, Gerald spoke up first "Well if it were me it would be strawberry or icing, well...assuming youre asking me though i get the vibes you are referring to us both"

"Yes, exactly. Now Felix, any recommendation or are you too busy being a doll in the mirror" Arthur said, slightly irriated

"H-huh? Oh uhm...maybe mango or...blueberry? I like those with caramel" Felix said in a panic

Arthur nodded and considered his options, Gerald just kept eating "You know you attractive Felix, why are you even doing this?" Felix copied his words mockingly, thinking Gerald was mocking him, Gerald sighed in defeat and was getting ready to head out "Am going out, do any of you want anything?" He asked, Felix responded "Just black coffee, and thank you Gerald" He nodded and looked at Arthur "Coffee with creamer and two spoons of sugar, and also a pastry if you happen to pass by a bakery or café" He nodded and headed out to the café you work at

You were cleaning up a table when he headed inside the café

"Oh, youre back already! Well i assume its the usual?" You spoke in a cheery voice "Yes quite, but also add a black coffee and coffee with creamer and two spoons or cubes of sugar, and a slice chocolate cake" You nodded and headed in to the back

He sat down in his usual seat, depressed, they just brush him off as an errand boy or just a pillar of support when they lose money "You think you had sex with them enough times, theyd actually treat you as a person... Am i just that insufferable?" He mutters out loud, you overheard when you were bring him his order

"Oh brighten up! And here, i added an extra slice, on the house, dont worry" He was wide eyed but happily accepted the cake, You helped him put the food in to go boxes and chatted for a while, you felt a sense of joy when he was around, you started to fall in love

"Well i best be going, theyre waiting for me, thank you for the cake slice" He waved you goodbye and left the cafe with a massive tip of 250 in your hands, you smiled and put it away when you got home, happy someone actually likes the café you work at, it finally gives you and the owner some money to make the café and general life better, you look up at your celling. Thinking about if you should take a day off tommorow, for now you sleep peacefully

Meanwhile Gerald at the vault hours earlier

"Am back" he greeted as he placed down the food, Felix took the black coffee and sips on it, Arthur took the other coffee and slice of cake, they were both delightedly surprised "Where did you get this?" Felix asked "Oh its from the café i get my lunch, though i doubt you would go to the shady part of town for it" he answers, Felix's face contorts into disgust but still drank the coffee, meanwhile arthur was just enjoying the cake and coffee "Its a shame they couldnt get a better spot for the café, id go everyday if it were in out part of town" Arthur commented "But it seems you go there everyday, if it isnt much of a hassle, would you get me this, Gerald?" Gerald nodded, though albeit a bit forced

He ate his food and stayed behind, thinking about you, and my god. He was falling harder than a brick hitting a rock

The next day~

He entered the café, more cheery than ever when he saw you, being happy, he got his usual and since you were about to take your break, you chatted with him, you notice he was more touchy than usual, but you brushed it off, until he finally asked you to come and stay at his estate today, you tried to deny but he conviced you to come with him after both of you are available today

After your shift you headed to the adress he gave you, you look at the estate, it was grand and large with a grand garden outside and with a foutain in the middle, you eyed the glorious estate before knocking on the door, nervour, Gerald opens the door, happy to see you actually made it to his place, he offers you some tea, you accept and sip on it, you sat down on one of the plush couches, he sat in front of you. You chatted about your personal lives "Well actually, my mother died way before i moved here, but i got over it...but it still makes me shed a tear" you sobbed sliently, he wipes away your tears and moves to be next to you, you clung to him and cried a river, Gerald comforted you as best he could

Once the tears slowed down you fixed yourself up and profusely apologize for ruining the suit hes wearing, he brushes it off since he has many more things to wear in his estate, by the time you finished the meeting it wss very late, 10 oclock, Gerald offers you to stay because it would be dangerous to go home at a time like this

You accepted and you took a bath, you notice all of the luxury skincare and bathrobs out for you. You have a hard time not admiring the decor and the overall presentation of the bathroom, you took the bath and blow-dried your hair for the first time, you were heading out the bathroom when Gerald suggested you to sleep in his room since it would be a just a one night thing

Little do you know you ended up having a one night stand with him

You woke up to the sunlight breaching the room from the curtains, you looked around and found yourself with your arms around gerald as you slept on his arm, you remember the events before and blush heavily to yourself, you got up, careful not to wake Gerald and closed the curtains, entering his arms again and fell asleep

An hour later he woke up, you still asleep, he got into pajamas and sat on the edge of the bed, completely regretting everything. He gave you pleasure, that was the intent but he didnt expect to go this far, he questions himself if hes even a good partner, and you agreed out of pity for his own ego, and what will the other two think of him?! He just cheated on them and didnt feel an ounce of regret, and what will happen to their reputations if the public found out Gerald fucking Prodnose was in a threesome with his competitors and CHEATED on them

His ADHD wasnt being helpful either, he was being overstimulated by his surroundings, almost feels suffocating to him, he was walking around the room and shaking his hands, trying not to think about it when you woke up from his loud footsteps "Why are you walking so much...?" He responds with "Nothing, just...needed to stretch my legs" "Well, come on, come over here" he wanted nothing more than to be comforted so he joins you in the bed once again, he wraps his arms around you. Relieving some stress

Meanwhile Arthur and Felix were at Arthurs mansion, just having a night of pleasure themselves, Felix was wearing a green slik robe, though one of his shoulders were showing, he wasnt eating meanwhile Arthur was having a steak and wine for breakfast. They couldnt careless about Gerald in the moment, just enjoying the morning, blind to Geralds meltdown

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Authors note: Sorry for the small chapter but i really want chapter three to be made because oh my god it is juicy, and let me know if you have any feedback, and have any ideas for any spin offs!

-Yours Truly, V1vian <3

#gerald prodnose #gerald prodnose x reader #felix fickelgruber #arthur slugworth #gerald prodnose x felix fickelgruber x arthur slugworth x reader #gerald prodnose x felix fickelgruber x arthur slugworth #felix fickelgruber x reader #arthur slugworth x reader #an eternity with you

[clementine-writes-things]

(Don't have a good title for this yet)

Summary: Edward finds himself in Arkham after being found out by Gordon. During his time in the asylum, he finds himself having an admirer. Let's just say the admiration is one-sided. THIS IS THE FIRST PART. ITS SHORT BECAUSE I WANT TO SEE IF YOU GUYS LIKE IT.

Content Warning: Explicit language, mentions of homophobia, parental neglect, trauma, sexual assault, gender dysphoria. Reader is in late 20's like Edward, Autistic!Reader, Hyper!Reader. Reader is AFAB. Reader is non-binary. Pronouns for reader are they/them. Reader presents feminine. Idrk how to explain it, but because of the readers trauma, they are very hyper and sometimes immature. They still act like an adult, but they feel safer just being spontaneous yk? Lol. Also, y/n gets in trouble a lot because of their hyper nature. I really wanted to make the asylum like an actually asylum. Like when they thought they could cure gayness lmao. Edward is an asshole at first and basically their relationship is like if Edward found a dog in a cardboard box on the street. He doesn't want a dog, but he feels a need to take care of it. Ykwim? Lol. PLEASE DONT READ IF YOU ARE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH THESE THINGS!

Here is an idea of y/n's personality/background:

Hyper

Has adhd and autism

SA victim

Parental issues raised in abusive household

in arkham for multiple murders

PTSD

you'll figure out the rest hehe...

(Ya'll I cooked so hard making this character. I fear I ate and left no crumbs.)

Songs for inspiration:

mos thoser - food house (this song is basically what y/n's thoughts sound like)

LET ME SEE YA MOVE! - Lumi Athena

Daddy Issues - The Neighbourhood

Cinnamon Girl - Lana Del Rey

YKWIM - Yot Club

Bag of Bones - Mitski

Pretty When You Cry - Lana Del Rey

Dumbest Girl Alive - 100 Gecs

The Lobotomy - Maebi

Ptolemaea - Ethel Cain

Murder in My Mind - Kordhell

READ BELOW CUT

Wails and screams echoed off of the cold walls of the 'recreational room'. If one could even call it that. Even when it is bright and sunny outside in the middle of the day, it still felt cold and dark in the room. In the entirety of the asylum. The rec room is sectioned off from the hallway by a chain-link fence. It did a great job at making the inmates feel like wild animals. Sure, a lot of them did horrible things, but they were still human and still had mental illnesses. Even a sofa would be nice. Just a little more comfortability.

"Hi!" A voice chimed.

Edward looked towards the direction of the voice, breaking him out of his thoughts. He had just been put in Arkham around a week ago. If he wasn't insane already, he definitely was after being here. The food here was disgusting, he was almost convinced that it was just sewer sludge. And the rooms were nothing to write home about. The pillows were flat and as stiff as a rock. Which, Edward never knew was possible. But hey, it is Gotham after all.

"What do you want?" He huffed.

The person who had come up to him looked to be a young girl, around his age. Maybe two or three years younger.

"Well, I heard about ya before you came to Arkham! You like riddles and the color green, right?" The girl asked excitedly.

He raised an eyebrow, but nodded.

"That's a very simple way of saying that I nearly blew up Gotham Central Train Station, framed Jim Gordon for the murder of Officer Pinkney, and murdered 3 people, 1 accidentally. But sure. Yes, I like riddles and the color green."

"That's cool! My favorite color is pink because it reminds me of flowers and cotton candy. Do you like cotton candy? I loved cotton candy as a kid. Not so much anymore but if someone gave me some cotton candy and said 'Here, have some cotton candy.' I would definitely eat it!" She rambled.

Edward stared at her, a look of annoyance and surprise on his face. He never knew someone could talk so fast in all his life, without even taking a breath either.

"Uh huh...yeah cotton candy is great I love getting cavities. Who are you?" He asked, genuinely curious.

"I'm Y/n!" Y/n stuck out their hand.

Edward rolled his eyes, grabbing y/n's hand and shaking it. He found their hyper nature to be irritating.

"Charmed. Now if you'll excuse me, I'd like to get back to reading my newspaper." He said.

Y/n frowned slightly, but nodded. Silently, they sat across the table from him, looking over both of their shoulders. A lot of the inmates here didn't like y/n. Like most people, they got annoyed with how hyper they were. But, y/n couldn't help it. That's just how they were. Edward noticed how y/n sat across from him and he groaned mentally. He couldn't get a moment of alone time anywhere in this place. After a few moments, the gate to the rec room squeaked. Turning around, y/n saw Prof. Hugo Strange. They immediately put their head down and covered it with their arms, as if they thought they were hiding. Edward looked up, noticing this. He narrowed his eyes and raised an eyebrow.

"Y/n, you know I can see you." Hugo stated blankly.

Y/n shook their head from underneath their arms. Small groans and whimpers could be heard, albeit muffled. Hugo rolled his eyes.

"Don't make this difficult y/n. You know we have to do therapy sessions every day."

"No, I don't want to.." They mumbled softly.

Hugo scoffed and snapped his fingers, pointing down to y/n. Within a matter of seconds, two guards grabbed y/n's shoulders and yanked them off of the bench. Y/n let out a blood curdling scream, kicking their legs in the air. Edward's eyes widened and he sat in his spot, unsure of what to do or say.

"GET YOUR HANDS OFF ME! DON'T FUCKING T-TOUCH ME!" They screamed.

Edward watched as the guards dragged y/n out of the rec room and down the hall. The entire time y/n was kicking and screaming, tears welled in their eyes. Hugo clicked his tongue and shook his head.

"Such a troubled young girl. You'll have to excuse her behavior. She's even more insane than you, Mr. Nygma."

Without another word, Hugo left the rec room, closing and locking the gate behind him. Edward scoffed at the very thought of Hugo thinking he was insane. But, he was also curious as to why he said y/n was more insane. From what he had seen, y/n was just a hyper person. Nothing insane about that. Even though he had just met y/n, he was very curious about what was happening. Call it morbid curiosity. Edward looked back down towards his newspaper, skimming over the headlines, frowning as he saw Jim Gordon on it.

Some time had passed after y/n left the rec room. Well, taken is probably a more appropriate word. It had been around 45 minutes give or take. Edward had gotten his lunch from the cafeteria, now sitting in his specific spot in the rec room. Hearing chuckling, he looked up from his....mush. Two guards, seemingly the same ones who took y/n, were walking towards the rec room. Opening the gate, they pushed y/n in and locked it afterwards. Swiftly, they walked away.

"Another session, another lesson! Has y/n learned from her past transgressions?" One of the inmates chuckled.

Y/n mumbled, sitting on the ground. Slowly, they stood up, legs shaky. Face stained with tears. Ignoring the inmate, y/n looked around, seeing that everyone in the room had lunch. Sighing they looked towards Edward, eyes widening and a small smile spreading on their face. They sat down across from him and looked at him, despite what happened in the past 45 minutes, y/n's eyes were bright. Edward took a bite of his food and looked up at y/n. He was curious, he was always curious. Bags were under y/n's eyes, obvious tear stains on their cheeks. He decided not to ask about it. He barely knew y/n. And he didn't want to know.

Y/n remained silent the whole time, not saying a word. It was as if all the energy they had earlier was drained from them. Edward found this to be very peculiar. He glanced down at the table, realizing y/n had no food.

"Where's your lunch?" He asked merely out of curiosity.

"I don't get food if I don't cooperate. Hugo says it rewards bad behavior." They said blankly, as if it was the most obvious thing.

Edward froze mid bite, placing his fork down on the tray. He stared at y/n, waiting for them to say it was a joke. But they never said that. He rubbed his temples with his fingers, groaning. Rolling his eyes he grabbed his bread roll and held it out. Y/n stared at him, not understanding. He groaned even louder.

"Just take it." He ordered.

Y/n softly grabbed the bread and looked at him again, slowly eating the bread. Edward started to eat again, noticing that y/n's legs were swinging underneath the table. Once y/n finished eating, they began to fidget.

"Thank you.."

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#writers #fanfic writer #writers of tumblr #fanfic #gotham #the riddler #edward nygma #dc universe

[fairycosmos]

hi baby i am losing my mind at home. and mybe im in the wrong. my mom got a new bf since maybe two months and the same day she told me about him, i met him, and that weekend he was there the whole time. and now, that was a month ago, he basically is here constantly. am i being a cunt for being annoyed by this? i love that shes happy, but her last husband was very toxic and made me feel very uncomfortable and unsafe so i am not at ease at all with a pretty much complete stranger in my house. i told her how i felt about it, and she blew up at me calling me egocentric and selfish and made me feel in general very very the odd one out, and like i was not allowed to feel that way. i asked her, after having a full blown panic attack in front of her, to try and keep in mind that when im at home (which is not much considering im in college and only here every few weeks for two days) to at least let me know if he’ll be here, and preferably just not. which she didnt, again, this weekend. i really dont know what to do. bc i really dont feel at home and like im wanted here and ignored and in general very anxious. the guy isnt bad or whatever, but its the same pattern from with her ex where her relationship became more important than me and this whole thing is so incredibly triggering. ig the answer is just a very simple ‘dont go home’ but i am so desperate for recognition and i just want to feel seen by her. i just dont know how to be fine with having a mom that doesnt want me. im really sorry this is so long. i hope youre doing okay <3

hi lovely - im sorry to hear this. it sounds so fucking frustrating and honestly i don't think your reaction is unreasonable at all! there is an appropriate way to introduce your kids to your boyfriend and this is definitely not it, especially if you've had a bad experience with her partners in the past. it is incredibly unfair and childish of her to blow up at you and to have him spend the whole weekend at your place the first weekend you guys met. like, no wonder you feel upset and overwhelmed by it all. it's not a great way to get to know each other, and her disregard for your feelings is awful.

it sounds like you've tried everything you can to set the right boundaries and to communicate clearly and respectfully what you're feeling with her, and of course if you want to you should keep trying to get through to her, but i think it's important to know when it's time to protect your own peace and focus on what is actually in your control. it's totally natural to crave feeling seen and recognised by her, like as much of a human need as eating or sleeping is, but if she's not able to give that you you don't need to internalise it as something that is your fault or something you deserve. it is entirely a reflection of her and her fucked up priorities if she refuses to listen and to amend her own behaviour. like it's obviously ok for her to date, and she doesn't need your permission, but she is not being respectful of your space at all, and that is the problem. i know accepting that is incredibly difficult, and it may take a long time to be able to say “hey, i deserve better than this and i will not beg for her validation, or for her to grow up and act like an adult about things,” but that really is the bottom line. if you still want to go home often, which is obviously completely understandable, maybe you could work on just setting your own boundaries within the house - staying in your room, only engaging with the dude/your mother to the extent that you feel comfortable with, even just straight up communicating to the guy that you're not really used to having him around and you're trying to take things at your own pace. if either of them get offended by that, honestly it's on them. they clearly haven't been considering your feelings so it's ok to just do what's right for yourself at this point. i'm really sorry you're in this position and i hope it gets better with time, that they begin to hear you out and give you room to breathe and process etc etc. i guess i just wanted to offer some genuine understanding, because you're not being ridiculous at all - i think your mam kind of is. also, if there's anyone you can talk to at school about this - like a mate or a college counsellor, i'd really recommend it. i know it might feel really weird and vulnerable to be open about it, but it's an issue you're dealing with and you deserve to feel supported. just processing it out loud and getting someone's outside perspective might be really cathartic and validating. i don't know, no pressure obviously - just smth to consider. sending a hug your way. x

#anon

[abdlgossipblog]

can i say sometjing ablut BabyBunsBoutique?

1 - ive followed them from the veru start, even before she made a shop. given that insigjt, i have seen her personally talj about makng her oown pacis for well over 2 years before her shop even opened. she was already discussing th long process of makung her very own pacis at that point sk she had done this rwsearch evem before talking about it on her personal.

2 - bubblcub dosnt make completely their own pacis, its a regular paci bqse with craft foam to make ears and stuff on top. Whereas, BBB makes their completely own pacis allowing her to make any mold she wants, custom colors, etc! theres honestly no equal way yo reallycompare thm. BBB releasd first & did all the reasearch & biying of really expensive food grade resin so it wouldnt hurt hwr customers. she specifically asked that peopl 1- dont copy her designs & 2- dont be stupid and hurt peiple by trying to cut cornwrs or make their own pacis with unsafe resin thatcan causr so many issues especiallu being so near your mouth, shes always carwd abot safety fist.

3 - the only reason BBB called out bubbecub is becaus they were the first two directly copy her designs & being a huge acct bubnlecub got a lot of attwntion and blew up over this supposdly “new“ idea. it was jst really shitty overall to see BBB jyst starting up wiyh yhe besy pacis and most variety ive seen of ajyone and bubblcub swooped in to take advanage of a small shops succss and ideas. everyonr else thats copied she jyst puy a general warniny that shes working on a patent fo the idea so be careful if you copy hr direst designs. BBB is not into drama if you pay attwntion & habe followrd sinc th beginning like me!

4 - BBB also dos insane paint work wkth her desings, bubblecub xciuld never top that either givn the insane artist bun is. Bubblecub sticks to th same old sam old basic one-size rhinestones and people still hype them so hard, lilke what happenef to helping small businesses? what happened to simply givint credit? also from being a clse friwnd i happen to know whats goung to be released soon & new items tht are coming! you bey your ass BBB is going to skyrocket with this stufr, i dont know how she didnt from the very start with beint able to make LITERALLY any color and any shqpe.

5 - im on thw owners cf list & BBBs cf list, she works on thesse for weeks if not months to even years to perfext them befor doing a release, so while bubblcub can cmplain all thy want that “they thogh of it firzt“, BBB would be able anf willing to show anyone the proof of hr workimt on this long before bubblecb, and sh doesnt ever bring it to hwr story where its considered drama. whereas bubbecub would never even gv you the time of day to search for a simple time stamp bc theyre so big they dont gaf about rippiny other people ofd !!!!!!!!

• Hope this offera some insight and backstory becquse its clear bubnlecub is gwtting away wit cheap knockofrs just from how yoh guys talk about it :((( also sorry about spellin/grammar, english is not my first language and im very tired and typing fats. •

Lol I was about to say something about the spelling until I read that last bit too 😂

#babybunsboutique #bubblclub

[bambisplaypenn]

Izukus gaze softened, he had no idea how he got so lucky.. with such a wonderful, beautiful and caring, sweet girl. He softly dropped on the chair and once you set out the pickup his hand took yours.

Angel.. my sweet angel.. im here, dont rush yourself, im sorry, i wish i could be around so much more..

He cooed gently pulling you to his lap, scarred hands taking yours in his much bigger and warmer ones, he brung them cupped to his face and blew warm air into it to warm your sweet hands, ones he loved the touch of.

I wish I could take care of you like you care for me..

He admitted quietly, a soft hue of pink dusting over his face before he grasped your hands in a way he could kiss at your knuckles softly, his lips a vast difference from the scar covered skin of his hands.

-Izuku

Wait, Zu, baby-

I squeak, feeling your large hands grip onto my frame and pull me over to you. With a soft ‘oof’ I plop down in your lap, one of my favorite places to be when it’s just us two. I could feel myself melt into your warmth, my own exhaustion melting away. I was basically running around your office like a madman, trying to handle every little thing for you, to make sure there was nothing else added to your workload. My head hung low, not out of sadness, but curiously as I watched you bring my slightly numb and reddened hands up to your mouth. I hum feel the warmth bring back some feeling to my small hands.

Don’t apologize, Izu, and don’t say that either. I’ve said it a million times before, honey. I’m not mad. I know busy your job is, and I knew the day I married you. And you do take care of me, treat me so well.. treat me like a princess, I can’t get enough of you. Now..

I smile, allowing you to kiss my knuckles once more before nudging your chin up to look at me. As always, those dark green eyes never fail to make my heart race. I lean forward to press a soft kiss to your lips, releasing a quivering breath I didn’t know I was holding before pulling away reluctantly.

You’re the best husband a girl could ever ask for, okay? But you’d be even better if you’d eat before your food gets even colder!

#[ 💌 ]mail.time #[ 💖 ]pet.downtime #[ 💞 ]master.deku

[barnes-n-nobles]

Extra Credit (NonCon Smut)

Request: hey, how are you? i hope you're doing great! i've seen your new fic for druig (and i love it), do you write for ikaris as well? if so can i get a really really dark!ikaris please and thank youu!

Thank you for your request! Please reblog, like, and let me know what you think!

Summary: Finals are coming and you need some extra credit but he has something else in mind. 

Warnings and notable themes you should know about: Non con smut, Degrading kink, Professor/ Student, black mails reader, breeding kink

18+ !!!! If you “keep reading” you are acknowledging that you are 18+ and that you have read the warnings.

Please Do not translate, no permission to repost any of my writing on any other platform, and do not copy this and claim it as your own.

Getting into the habit of waking up so early was so hard. You were used to waking up at 10am and got to class at 11am but now you had to get up at 8:30am to get ready for your tutoring session with your English professor Mr.Ikaris. Finals were coming up and you needed all the help and extra credit you could get. His class was the only one that you were struggling in. Not because it was hard no but because he was such a picky and hard grader. Everything had to be perfect in his eyes and most of the students either failed or dropped out of his class. Being the over achiever that you were you needed to get at least an A- in his class. You talked to him about that and he suggested to come during his office hours to get tutored.

When you got to his class you knocked on his door and you heard his voice say, “Come in”. He was a really good looking teacher and every time you met up with him your heart raced. He just made you so nervous. “Goodmorning Mr.Ikaris” you said when you walked in. “Goodmorning Y/n..” he said looking you up from head to toe. Today you were dressed rather nicely, he wondered where you would be going..or rather who you were going to meet. “I see you’re ready for winter break. Any plans for the next two weeks” he asked setting up his desk for you. “Not really, just thought I’d break out the new clothes I just bought and go out for brunch with a couple of friends after class.” You answered taking the books and pads out of your bag.

“I see. Well you’re definitely going to catch some eyes. You look really cute” he smirked as he sat down in front of you. Warmth started to build up on your cheeks as you heard his compliment, unsure if you should take it or shoot it down. “Mr.Ikaris! You’re too much” you joked scooting into the desk and accidentally brushing your leg against his. “Just being honest” he replied, “Now let’s get on with todays topic. Did you bring the extra credit assignment I gave you?” He asked. Oh god you just now remembered that this was what you were forgetting. Your eyes blew wide and you held your face in your hands. “Oh No y/n..not this again” he said rolling his eyes. “I’m sorry Mr.Ikaris…I thought I did it but it completely slipped my mind. Can you please give me another day? I promise I’ll bring it tomorrow” you asked getting desperate.

Ikaris got up and walked to his calendar close to the projector. “This is your second time doing this, and you know I don’t have office hours over the weekends. It’s finals next Monday y/n..I’m afraid I can not provide you with that option” he said dissatisfied. “Even if you get a 100% on the final, you’ll barely be hitting a B+ , the extra credit assignment would have definitely pushed you up to the grade you were wanting.” He explained as he sat on top of the desk next to you. Your eyes welled up with tears as you looked down. All this sacrifice for nothing. All this time wasted. He grabbed your face and made you look up at him, his fingers caressed your cheek and wiped your tears away. “Dont cry love. Maybe you’ll get it next time” he smiled sinisterly when you dropped your face again.“Or….you could do something else for extra credit right now” he suggested bringing your face up to him again.

“What do you mean?” You sniffled. “I know your pretty little head can come up with something.” He said brushing your hair back and trailed his hand down your back. Students fucking a teacher was only something that happened in movies, you were not about to make that your reality. You furrowed your eyebrows and got up immediately, “are you crazy? I’d never do anything like that. You got the wrong whore” you said grabbing your things. Ikaris chuckled and grabbed you by your neck and slammed you on top of his desk. “Im pretty sure I don’t”. The wind was knocked right out of you, you had to take a second to register what was happening. “What are you doing get off of me” you said as you tried to squirm away. “Silly little y/n, don’t you know what you’ve been doing to me these last couple months..hm? I see the way you look at me during class..the way you smile at me…the way you tease me with your little skirts” he whispered as he placed breathy kisses on your lips and neck. “Love…you’ve been driving me crazy. I stay up at night pleasuring myself thinking of you, and how much I’d like to bend you over and fuck you like the filthy little whore you are” he groaned as his dick grounded into your clothed pussy. Your leggings were so thin he could practically feel your lower lips kissing his bulge.

“Mr.Ikaris, stop. This isn’t right” you cried out wanting to stop the arousal that was building up down there. In a fast motion he flipped you over, pushed up your skirt and tore your leggings by the seam, exposing your pretty pink panties. His dick leaked precum at the site before him. Oh how he wished he could to take a picture of you all exposed like this. “Baby..it will feel right, I promise you’ll enjoy it” he whispered in your ear and he slid your panties off. You tried to get off the desk but his strength was too much and he quickly gained control over you again. “Please sir DONT do this. I can be a better student” you said against his cold desktop. “Stop with the act y/n, I know you want me to fuck you deep and fast” he said while sliding his fingers over your now wet lips. He licked his finger and shoved it inside you, curling it in and out. Your body shuddered at the feeling, your eyes closed and your hips moved back to get more of him. “M-Mr.Ikarisss” you moaned. “That’s right love…Give into it I promise you’ll feel so much better” he added as he ran his thumb over your clit. He played with you until you were dripping on his desk, that was his indication that you were ready for him.

“So wet and needy for me…Just how I like it” he whispered as he pulled himself out of his pants and pushed himself inside you. He moaned your name and hissed at the tight feeling. His eyes closed and his head rolled back, “You’re such a Dirty Little whore, y/n. This is your fault for being so fucking erotic.” He stammered as he started to pound into you. He grabbed a fistful of your hair and your drool started to fall onto the desk. His hips snapped into you at a velocity no normal man could ever reach making you bounce off of him hard. “Fuck ..me..” your mindless mouth said. He smiled and dropped down to your side, making you look up at him as his mouth found yours. You two shared sloppy and needy French kisses, moaning into each other’s mouth. “I’m going to breed you y/n..that’s what your cunt was made for..for me to breed you full of my cum you little dumb whore…beg for me breed you” he commanded fucking into you harder.

“Breed me Ikaris..please..I want you to breed me full of your cum..I need it” you complied drooling. He let go of your face and slid his hand over your clit, rubbing it furiously wanting to make you cum first. “O-ooh fuck..Ikaris please…don’t stop” you begged. The sight of you begging for him and looking all feral with drool was too much for him. He shot his white warm strings inside of you and in that moment you felt your orgasm hit you hard, making you shake violently and arching your back into his chest. Both of you came with deep moans and each others names in your mouths. He let you go and pulled out of you, looking at you collapsed on the desk with his cum leaking out. He smiled and grabbed his phone to take a picture of it, knowing damn well he was going to use this to his advantage. He then walked in front of you and showed you the picture, “Look at how delicious you look love…this counts as your extra credit” he said grabbing your face and forcing you to look up at him, “But don’t worry..I will keep our secret safe as long as you do your part”. Your heart raced in excitement as you asked a question that you already knew the answer too.“What’s that?”. “Keep coming to see me love, but not here. Next time we will have our session in our bed” as he kissed you passionately.

#eternals imagine #eternals #noncon Ikaris #dark Ikaris #ikaris #marvel imagine #dark marvel #marvel smut #marvel dark smut #richard madden imagine #ikaris x y/n #ikaris x you

[kpostedsum]

daddy issues; D.M

summary: you and draco bond over issues in 6th year

word count: 2.4k

warnings: err angst, comfort, illusions to sex

song: daddy issues (the remix) - the neighbourhood

a/n: i tried not to make it stereotypical bc i didn’t wanna make it seem all “i like older men lol”, probably my fav fic i’ve written, also arent these anime gifs so cute

masterlist | taglist

Take you like a drug

I taste you on my tongue

Tongues battling for dominance, bodies rubbing against each other searching for a feeling. It’s become routine now, a different person in your dorm swallowing a new pill, entangling limbs with someone just to feel something.

You ask me what I'm thinking about

I tell you that I'm thinking about

Whatever you're thinking about

Tell me something that I'll forget

And you might have to tell me again

It's crazy what you'll do for a friend

It was a constant cycle, putting yourself out there seeking the male attention you crave, seeking validation, constant reassurance and trusting too easily. That’s how you ended up with a different guy who always in the end leaves. You trusted too easily and people took advantage of how trusting and naive you are just for a quick shag.

You wished it wasn’t like this but that’s all you knew, wanting to be the best version of yourself for someone just to feel needed, no matter if the person was good or bad for you. You didn’t care, you wanted love from anyone you could get it from even if it just hurt you more.

You’re familiar with the absence, something stable made you feel a bit wary. It wasn’t something you were used to. Your father wasn’t the most present in your life, and even though he's there, he's never really there.

Go ahead and cry, little girl

Nobody does it like you do

I know how much it matters to you

I know that you got daddy issues

And if you were my little girl

I'd do whatever I could do

I'd run away and hide with you

I love that she's got daddy issues, and I do too

You always wondered where you went wrong, he preferred your siblings over you and doesn't pay you a piece of his mind. Constantly going out of your way to get his attention whether it was academically or acting a certain way just to get some sort of reaction. But he was too preoccupied with his other children, even if they were from your mom or his affairs.

That’s how you found yourself right now sitting in the astronomy tower past curfew watching the rain fall, trying to clear your head while humming softly to yourself to keep yourself distracted.

You hear distant chattering from below and quickly get up from where you were sitting and make your way to your dorm unnoticed by anyone.

Except one person, Draco Malfoy.

I tried to write your name in the rain

But the rain never came

So I made with the sun

The shade

Always comes at the worst time

He’s seen you before, you’re known around Hogwarts for how you put yourself out there and how ‘desperate’ you are for some affection. He almost feels bad for you, but he’s in no place to judge. With his dad in Azkaban Draco had so much more to worry about, like his task and how he can succeed. But there was something about you that intrigued him that he couldn't ignore.

He saw you again in transfiguration the next day and noticed a few hickeys littering your neck that you had tried to cover but it didn’t work. He wondered why you gave yourself up to so many people, but once again he was in no place to judge. He noticed the way your tongue would stick out when you focused extra hard, the way your hands would tighten around your quill when you got a question wrong and your face.

The same face that many boys including the older years would fawn over, the face that entranced and attracted many, the face of someone who would do anything for someone for some affection and the face of someone who seeked out all the wrong things.

You ask me what I'm thinking about

I tell you that I'm thinking about

Whatever you're thinking about

Tell me something that I'll forget

And you might have to tell me again

It's crazy what you'll do for a friend

You walk out of transfiguration on your way to the owlery to send a letter to your parents and feel eyes watching you everywhere. You like it, the attention, it’s something that you thrived in, but you couldn’t help but feel a new set of eyes on you.

Once you reached the owlery you realized you weren't the only one there, Draco Malfoy was also there sending a letter to who you assumed was his mother.

“y/n, right?” he asked, trying to spark a conversation.

“Yea, listen i’m sorry about what happened with your father i know you really looked up--”

“Dont worry about it, he wasn’t as good an influence as I made him out to be,” he sighed, looking away.

“My dad isn’t the best either if i’m being honest, i guess we’re in the same boat” you let out a light chuckle.

And that’s how you found yourself hanging out with draco malfoy bonding over your shared issues.

Go ahead and cry, little girl

Nobody does it like you do

I know how much it matters to you

I know that you got daddy issues

And if you were my little girl

I'd do whatever I could do

I'd run away and hide with you

I love that she's got daddy issues

It’s been weeks since you two started hanging out since the interaction in the owlery and have been getting closer ever since. You both sat down together in the astronomy tower, backed against the wall as the cool wind blew against your faces. The aura between you two was calm, a comfortable silence.

“So tell me about your dad, how is it with him in Azkaban?” you asked, tilting your head towards him.

“Mother’s not taking it well” he frowned. “I can’t even say potter’s wrong for getting him locked up because he deserves it. All my life he praised the dark lord and taught me to be selfish and always defend my blood, but he was never there for me when I needed him. I would have done everything just to hear ‘i’m proud of you’ but it never came. It’s worse now because mother’s all alone. I wish I could have stayed with her” he sighed looking out the tower watching the stars twinkle.

“I’ve noticed you’ve been much quieter this year as well, you stopped making fun of people. It’s not that nice on the receiving end huh?” you said with a teasing look on your face.

He shook his head at you scooting closer to you, it’s like the demeanor between you two have changed over the past few weeks. You found yourself pining over him rather than being in someone's bed. But this is how the cycle always goes, you get attached and they leave, you couldn’t help but hope this wasn’t the situation this time.

“Tell me about your father”

Daddy stuck around but he wasn't present

Cheated on your mom but she never left him

First I didn't get it, now I understand

He broke her heart, left money in her hand

So everything got paid for

She made sure you and your brother had way more

Than she ever had growing up

And when you told me the whole story I felt like throwing up

“ I don't know if i’d even call him my father at this point, he doesn't want me.” you sighed. “He's been cheating on my mum for years now and she still won't leave him because she thinks they can work it out. He’s had affairs with different pureblood women and has children with them. But what hurts the most is how he treats them as his own children and treats me as if I don't exist” you said, looking down as tears pooled your eyes.

Draco moved closer to you and brought his arm around your shoulders for a sense of comfort and waited for you to catch your breath so you can continue.

“I just want him to love me” you cried. “I go out my way to try and get his attention with my school work but it never works. That's why I get along with so many guys. I seek the validation, the comfort and the reassurance that I can get from him from others and I am so tired of it. I just want him to want me draco.” tears slipping out your eyes as you looked up at him, you’ve never confessed this to anyone before.

“Everyone always leaves, please don't leave me” you cried

“I’m not going anywhere” he turned his face towards you, leaning forward cautiously as if you were made of glass.

You leaned forward, wanting the exact same thing. Both very hesitant he gently pressed his soft lips against yours and they moved together in sequence, only taking a break to go back to his dorm and to breathe, limbs tangled together for the rest of the night until the sun rose.

I can see it on your face it was rough left a bad taste on your tongue

And she didn't even take any drug

She would rain all day

Couldn't wait for her son to shine

And you made it shine

There when she cried, you saved her life

It's been a week since that night in the astronomy tower and draco had already been avoiding you. It’s humiliating, but you should have known. You thought the ‘bond’ you had with him would last, it felt so genuine this time. So real.

You’d see him around the halls snogging pansy on your way back to the ravenclaw tower, lowering your head down so he wouldn’t be able to see you so you could get by quickly and unnoticed.

But he saw you.

He stared you right down in your teary eyes as he made out with pansy. You couldn’t help but feel a sense of betrayal, for someone who promised he wouldn’t leave you like everyone else, he did the exact same.

You did the only thing you knew of, you ran.

I keep on trying to let you go

I'm dying to let you know

How I'm getting on

I didn't cry when you left at first

But now that you're dead it hurts

This time I gotta know

Where did my daddy go?

I'm not entirely here

Half of me has disappeared

Draco followed you to the girls lavatory, hearing your shallow cries coming from one of the stalls. He approached the stall you were in trying not to make too much noise so he doesn't startle you.

He felt awful.

He promised he would never leave you, after you both poured your hearts out to each other but he still left. He had too, he was putting you in danger just by being with him. If Voldemort ever found out about you and hurt you he wouldn't be able to live with himself, that's why he took it upon himself to hurt you first.

“y/n are you in here?” he called out even though he knew the answer.

You recognized that familiar voice anywhere. “What do you want draco?” you said, trying to make it seem as if you weren’t just crying.

“I want to talk to you, please”

“No,” you said getting up and pushing yourself out of the stall. “You don't get to just throw me away after I told you everything and just come back into my life like nothing ever happened. Just go away, that's all you guys are good for” you spat.

“Just listen to me, it was to keep you safe. I didn;t want to but i couldn't bear seeing you hurt” he tried to explain.

“Safe?” you laughed. “ and what exactly do i need saving from, malfoy.”

“From me” he said as he pulled up his sleeve revealing his dark mark to you. Your body instantly tensed, you knew he was having problems and his family was involved with the dark lord but you never knew it was like this.

“Draco i-” you tried to say something but the words were stuck in your throat. He stood there looking at you desperately like he was waiting for you to tell him everything was okay, you wanted to be there for him but you didn’t know what to do. You trusted him with everything but he couldn't trust you with this? You thought the bond you had made would have made him trust you in the slightest, but clearly it's always you who’s more trusting.

“Why didn't you tell me?” you managed to say, your voice hoarse.

“I thought you’d leave me, you were the only good thing i had. Please don't leave me” he begged, salty tears escaping his eyes and running down his cheeks as he looked at you with desperation.

“So you thought pushing me away by snogging pansy was better?” you yelled, as he continued to look at you slightly taken aback by your lashing out.

“You know what, go ahead and cry little boy. You know that your daddy did too, you know what your mama went through. You gotta let it out soon, just let it out” you taunted walking closer to him looking straight into his teary eyes.

“This time I'll be the one that leaves.” and with that you were gone.

Go ahead and cry, little girl

Nobody does it like you do

I know how much it matters to you

I know that you got daddy issues

And if you were my little girl

I'd do whatever I could do

I'd run away and hide with you

I love that she's got daddy issues, and I do too

It’s been months since that night in the girls lavatory, and you missed him. You wanted to visit him in the hospital wing once you heard what happened with Harry Potter, but you couldn’t bring yourself to do so. He left you, and you were tired of always going back to people who just hurt you.

Now here you were at the battle of Hogwarts, standing with everyone while Voldemort and his death eaters stood across from you all.

“Draco, draco come here” you heard narcissa call from across the scene. He looked hesitant, as if he was waiting for someone to stop him but no one did. So he started walking over to his parents.

But you grabbed his hand.

“Stay please” you whispered looking up into his eyes.

He looked back at his parents and back at you like he was contemplating his answer.

“I’ll stay”

If you were my little girl

I'd do whatever I could do

I'd run away and hide with you

I love that she's got daddy issues, and I do too

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[nemeseos-noctua]

Hi! Could i request hcs for Diluc and Xiao with a reader who is shy? Thank you!

𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: xiao, diluc (separate) x gn!reader

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: a few swears in diluc’s! (it’s like one or two)

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒: this is actually my first tumblr post.... ive been super busy with school, sports, and other stuff. sorry! ill try to write more in the future! (constellations has been doing everything so far since i still dont know how tumblr works lol)

also, these are stupid long... and for what.

adventuring was a lot for you to process

okay, so maybe having your own Benny’s Adventure Team was not great while traveling through Dragonspine and Liyue

too many of everything

you ended up getting really beat up.

after passing through Mingyun Village, you could see Wangshu Inn and decided to stay there until you were healed up

you always found comfort in the night sky, so you went out there every day

It was your fifth night staying at the inn before you saw a short male standing on the balcony where you would usually be. Strange. You’d never seen anyone like that before.

You seemed to have caught him off guard when you started to approach him since he jumped a little. 

Taking a closer look at his face, you studied it a bit. He had golden eyes and dark teal hair that seemed to frame his face perfectly, accompanied by lighter streaks of the same colour.

Pretty... you thought, completely entranced by this strange man (boy?). 

“Ah, sorry. I’m probably disturbing you... I’ll go now...” 

He blinked. 

god he’s in love

not even romantic love but he loved you like the past adepti

xiao would see so many couples over the years that he’s been at the inn and absolutely hated them, but this?? 

okay it’s a different type of love but damn it felt nice

You started to turn and walk back to your room before hearing his voice.

“Stay.” 

STAY??? WE MOVING KINDA FAST BUT ALRIGHT PRETTY BOY !! 

On the outside, you were cooler than a cucumber. The inside? Chaos. Millions of thoughts raced throughout that little head of yours. 

“Only if you’re fine with it...”

Turning back around, you took a few steps forward before noticing that he wore a lot of accessories on him. One of them being a mask that resembled one of the Vigilant Yaksha’s in that one book you read as a kid. Probably just a fan or something.

You reached the balcony, taking a spot next to him while also keeping some space between the two of you. Leaning on the balustrade (the railing of a balcony), you rested your head on top of your arms.

A comfortable silence was placed in the middle of the two. A silent breeze blew, adding to the mellow mood. 

“What brings you here?” the pretty stranger suddenly inquired, gaining a small jolt from your serene state. “Did I scare you? My apologies.”

“Oh, uh, it’s nothing...” You lifted your head to look out at the lands of Dihua Marsh. Seeing Dragonspine in the distance gave you a chill. Those were not the greatest memories. The small movement didn’t go unnoticed by the boy.

“You’re an adventurer?”

“Oh... yeah, I am... I’m not that experienced yet, though...” 

for SOME REASON... this man felt even more inclined to protect you

you still had a fair amount of bandages wrapped around your limbs, so it was clear that you were injured

GOD IF HE COULD JUST HUG YOU RIGHT THERE AND THEN

but he did not.

he has restraint.

he is a good boy.

“I met a traveler that wasn’t very experienced either.” This fact shocked you. So he has been here for a while... but why hadn’t you seen him before? Does he just... disappear into thin air..?

the answer is yes

he does indeed do that

but that’s besides the point.

“Oh... that’s nice...” 

It was getting late. The moon was starting to lower back down and the lids of your eyes were getting heavier and heavier by the minute. You let out a yawn, but it was muffled by your head being buried in your arms once again.

“You should go get some rest.” You hummed. 

Then, a thought popped into your head.

“If you don’t mind me asking... what’s your name?” 

Even though you weren’t facing him, you could feel his piercing gaze on you. It wasn’t uncomfortable at all, but gave you a feeling of protection.

“Xiao.” You mouthed his name to yourself silently. It was nice.

“Goodnight, Xiao. I hope that we can do this again soon.”

“Goodnight to you...”

“(Y/N).”

“...(Y/N).”

you were a cryo catalyst that tried to fight against some cryo slimes alone

hint: that was a bad idea

my favourite elemental reaction was immune!

literally... you couldn’t even do anything to them

and you were getting beat up. 

badly.

for plot convenience you were at the lake next to Dawn Winery

“Shit...” 

At this point, you’d been fending these slimes off for around a quarter of an hour now and you were getting tired now.

Your dumbass tried to drown them in the lake but forgot that they immediately froze any moisture underneath them. You tried attacking them but everything you could do was inflict the freeze effect (against CRYO slimes). 

You literally could not do anything. Time to get frozen to death!

“Burn!”

WHAT???

Suddenly, a big fire bird swept up the slimes that had been occupying you for the last 20 minutes or so, effectively taking them out. 

At this point, the only thing that kept you standing was your adrenaline, which quickly ran out as you dropped to the ground in exhaustion. You let out a sigh, finally free from those damned slimes. You will have your revenge one day... just not today.

While you were resting on the ground, your saviour had been standing there, watching you calm down. And so you looked up to be greeted by probing crimson orbs, which definitely startled you.

Your saviour was.... Master Diluc. Master Diluc Ragnvindr, wealthiest man in Mondstadt. Him. In front of you. 

“OH! I, um, Master Diluc! What brings you here?” 

‘WHAT BRINGS YOU HERE??’ HE LIVES HERE THOUGH?? 

“I was taking a stroll around the winery and happened to see you in your own predicament.”

You attempted to stand up, though your legs failed you as you only flopped back onto the dirt. 

diluc doesn’t wanna admit it but that was unbelievably stupid, cute, and endearing

okay and what if this emo boy doesn’t like people

he still has feelings too >:(

“I’ll stay here with you so you won’t get attacked again. So relax.”

Mans was telling you to “relax” while you were in the presence of a literal typhoon here. He was so brooding and scary-looking all the time that you couldn’t even try to relax.

A few minutes pass and the sound of water rushing was the only thing keeping you two company. 

It was nice to enjoy nature, but the tension between the two of you was still higher than ever.

To break this silence, you had tried to stir up some small talk.

“The weather is nice today, huh...”

He grunted, which seemed to be a regular response of his. You started to notice this after a few questions like “how’s your day been” or “have any plans today?”

Not that you were genuinely interested. You bet that he could tell that you were trying to make it less awkward by responding at all, but it just didn’t help at all.

You were probably sitting for a good 10 minutes before deciding to stand up again, in which you were successful. But could you walk back to the city?

That was debatable.

You definitely felt and looked unstable, so being the gentleman he was raised to be, Diluc reluctantly bent down and slung your shoulder over his.

The height difference between the two of you was pretty big, so he ended up just carrying you to his place. As goofy as it looked, it got the job done.

― riri ✨

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[technowoah]

In a rich man's world

I wrote this in a day be proud yall :)

A C!Schlatt b̶l̶u̶r̶b̶ imagine (platonic)

+ C!Wilbur x reader (established)

⚠︎ swearing, manipulation (?), drinking, smoking, mentions of weapons. I didn't proofread

"STAY THERE. Dont come for me until I say that its safe. I know Schlatt will follow you so dont come-"

"GET EM OUT OF HERE!"

"Stay my love!"

This wasnt what you expected when Wilbur said to stay. You didnt think that staying in Manberg would insue that Tubbo would be considered Schlatt's vice president and you becoming his "First Lady".

He said in his own words, "Im interested in you. To be honest I don't know how someone like Wilbur can get a woman like you."

You took that to heart instantly. You and Wilbur were together for a reason. You loved him and he loved you. You and Wilbur built L'Manburg, you followed his dream and right now you are watching his dream, firsthand, be destroyed. You had watched him loose the election by 1 percent to Quackity and Schlatt and immediately after that get run out of his own country by the man he now despises. The man that's now your president.

Late at night you remember the faces of Tommy and Wilbur who were standing in the middle of a crowd of archers, their arrows pointed towards them as you tried to push your way through to get to Wilbur. He finally grabbed your arm and took off running, dragging you along with him.

The three of you finally came to a stop by a river when he said those words to you. Wilbur had told you to stay with Tubbo until things blew over and the two of you could see eachother again. Tommy continued to yell in the background that they should continue to run, Wilbur tried to give you one last hug when he was ripped away by Tommy.

You stood there breathless as arrow whipped past you and nearing your feet. You heard footsteps behind you. Thinking it was either one of the archers behind you, you didn't move until a hand was placed upon your shoulder. Discomfort flew through your body as your mind caught up to the idea that Schlatt was behind you.

"Dont watse your time. You heard the man." Schlatt said as he ended up walking away leaving you stunned.

He was an asshole and he knew it too. You could probably tell he was smirking as he walked away. That bastard just came all the way here just to taunt you and then leave. You ended up going back to the podium where you met with everyone else who didn't chase after Wilbur and Tommy.

Your mind was filled with hatred for Schlatt and uncertainty for the future. With Wilbur you had a future already made in L'Manburg, you two were going to get married, have children, reign in L'Manburg, but now what?

Schlatt ended up asking both you and Tubbo to come up onto the stage during his second presidential speech. You both stood, one on each side, of Schlatt uneasy. You were figeting while you awaited the reason why he brung both Tubbo and you up there. Tubbo looked anxious, he was flinching everytime Schlatt motioned towards him. You wish you both could find some comfort in this situation, but you couldn't grasp onto anything.

Schlatt then announced Tubbo as his vice president and you as his first lady. And that's where you are now, in a huge room with a round table sat in the middle. George, Quackity, Tubbo and you were sat around it the 5 of you barely taking up the huge meeting table.

That place is where he said those words to you, that he found you interesting and belittled your and Wilbur's relationship. That's where you realized he was doing this on purpose. Everything had begun to clear up in your mind as the days went on.

Time was passing and you haven't seen Wilbur in days. It was tiring and both Tubbo and Schlatt saw this.

Tubbo and you began to take nightly walks after working for the ram-man to blow off steam and complain. You always found yourselves following the path the Tommy and Wilbur took before stopping and wondering which way they went. Soon those walks became more informative because Wilbur gave Tubbo the green light, and gave him the coordinates to their hideout. He had told you that Wilbur knows that Schlatt is keeping an eye on you and it's safer until Schlatt lets his gaurd down.

Tubbo told you one night that Wilbur had teamed up with Technoblade, and made the underground city Pogtopia. He said it looked beautiful down there and that you'll love it. He also told Wilbur that you were Schlatt's first lady and he freaked out. After realizing that Tubbo kept telling you what was happening, you decided to make Tubbo your messenger boy until you could see Wilbur and Tommy again. It was sad that this was the way you two had to communicate, but whatever it takes for everyone to be together.

Schlatt on the other hand. He noticed you moping around in meeting rooms and while writing decrees. Schlatt wasn't good with words, we all know that, but he was good with material things. As days passed by and letters were written you began to find jewelry on your nightstand, gleaming in the moonlight without a note. More things began to show up in your bedroom, that Schlatt had given you. You said you were uncomfortable with sleeping in the same room and after a little bit of back and forth he obliged.

Bracelets hung on your doorknob, rings on your bed, enchanted weapons, basically anything that shined was in your hands.

Schlatt had even invited you to have a one on one meeting with him about a new decree he was working on. He sat at the head of the table while you sat on the side of him.

Schlatt slid the papers over to you, a cigarette lazily hanging from his mouth. You had gotton used to the smell of alcohol and cigarettes while being around Schlatt because that's what he smelled like 24/7.

"So what do ya think?" Schlatt ssid while blowing out smoke.

"It's sucks!" You said in disbelief.

"I want you to rewrite it then." He leaned back inhaling more smoke.

"What?!"

"You heard me broad! Write my decrees from now on." Schlatt said getting up from his chair.

He had put a table against a wall that was placed there for types of alcohol he wanted during a meeting. He grabbed a huge wine glass and a full bottle of red wine. He opened the bottle and drank a little from it before pouring a full glass apparently for you. He offered you the glass, slightly sitting on the table infront of you.

"I dont wanna do this shit anymore. It's boring so you'll do it for me. You know, I was gonna have Quackity do it, but. No. Just no." Schlatt shook his head as drank straight out of the bottle.

You smirked as you drank from your glass as well. You knew he was lying. You just didnt know the exact reason why. At this point you didn't care, you had the power you and Wilbur wanted in the first place, everything seemed to be coming full circle for you.

The decree was sitting right in front of you next to the cigarette Schlatt placed there, not caring if his cigarette was put out or not. You remembered the jewelry and weapons he had brought you to cheer you up and the fancy red wine and the glass that held it that shined like diamonds.

Schlatt finished his bottle of red wine and slammed his bottle onto the table. He rolled his head around and groaned. Schlatt turned his head to look at you from his seat on the table.

"So whaddya think?"

Maybe you could stay for a little longer.

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[ohheyitsokay]

🎉Congratulations lovely! 🎊

The tattooed phrase trope is absolute gold in soulmate AU fics.

Am also a sucker for rivals to lovers ^^

Maybe a fluffy little piece between Poe and the reader with the Reader's phrase being "Well show me what you've got then, flyboy?"

hellooo welcome to the chaos (since you're new here!)

I'll do my best, I hope you enjoy!

warnings: I think this is just fluff, with vague mentions canon typical drama

>>

soulmate requests / follower celebration

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There was something about those hanger hallways, something that made it feel like you had to walk fast.

Maybe it was the clean sharp lines, and the regular announcements, and the smooth lines of droids on their merry way.

Maybe it was the urgency of saving the universe from pompous 'rulers' who thought they had any idea what was best.

Or, maybe you just liked to move quickly.

It was in your blood - not because you were born into it, but because you had shed blood, with sweat and tears to get to where you were. And because the universe had half dictated it that way.

"I hardly think it matters. Not that I dont think good pilots help, but I dont save lives," you retorted to the rebel beside you, her steps in pace with yours. "Not like you."

"Become a medic then," Jane rolled her eyes. Your mouth opened, words still forming on your tongue, before your friend stopped dead, hands on her hips. The hallway was forked, little labels indicating youd half pulled her in the wrong direction.

"Hush," she said. "I dont care what excuse you have this time. We both know you don't have a option." Eyebrows raised, and you sighed, dodging another hurried rebel as they almost tripped on a little mouse droid.

On your arm for years now were the words So, you're a pilot?

Long nights you'd spent arguing about fate with your friends - you loved flying, you really did, but-

"It's such a glory job," you always protested.

"Main characters are pilots," she would reply, her sturdy shoulders shrugging. Her agreement didnt make you feel better. If you were lucky, someone else would add, "But you're not like that."

Because you weren't. You were just... you.

"I just want to help people." And no one would argue because that was true, too.

It hadnt come upon awhile, fate, and short lived careers, and how infuriating it was when people held nations lives in their hands because they loved the attention. You lived with it, and kept your mouth shut. because General Organa needed all the help she could get.

And you couldn't deny that you loved it, and it was easier to bear the stress of reality when you didnt think too hard. But -

"Why is this coming up again?" A rhetorical question, delivered with a smirk, and responded to with a childish face.

Jane was pulling you down the opposite hallway, towards the bay, and your stomach twisted, despite the friendly teasing. He was there, you'd told her before, so she knew the reason you'd been antsy, looking for something to blame.

Poe Dameron.

A hotshot pilot, maybe the best in the galaxy. An infuriatingly handsome, ridiculously charismatic, obnoxiously smart, stupidly kind rebel who had nearly blown up your favorite x-wing.

You couldnt decide if he deserved an award or a good solid slap to his cheek. The favored option switched each day, but nothing would come from either - you had never actually talked to him, always too afraid of... what youd be opening yourself up to.

Becaus even from far away you saw him, late at night repairing that dumb x-wing with his bubbly little bb unit, talking to the little thing like he really was sorry. Because you saw him hugging a new recruit, talking to them for what must have been hours after their first mission. Because his smile, the same one that had captured the hearts of almost everyone around, was full of thoughtfulness and earnestness and confidance.

And if you didnt tell yourself that he was selfish, flying for all the wrong reasons, and that you were going to show him? If you didnt protest that your attention was solely in seeking pilot humility?

Then, Maker help you, you were in love with him.

"Shut up," you said sternly, as your friend grinned, and the two of you approached the ship you'd spent all morning checking and rechecking. Her response blew away, drowned under the noise of chatter and intercom announcements and the chaos of the hanger.

A hard hug, a fistful of fabric, and shouts to stay safe, and both her and her teasing disappeared, and your turned the the hunk of metal above you.

"So, you're a pilot?" It was the words, but the voice that made you flinch. You'd heard him before, voice like dark caf in mornings, sweetened at the edges with golden honey.

No way he was talking to you.

"I mean, obviously you're a pilot." Why was he here? Wasn't his ship... oh. Next to yours.

"And a damn good one, I hear," he kept talking. Your words were sticking in your throat, alarm bells screaming to tell him off, to spit out your righteous lecture or tell him to mind his own business or something. You unintentionally ignored him, but he just... kept talking, content to let you work opposite of him.

"I... I've seen you around." For the first time, your gaze snapped into his, wondering at the nervousness of his tone. Regretting it instantly, you turned away. His eyes were like his voice, dark and warm and bad for you. Bad, bad, bad.

"You talk about how we do this for others."

Hand on the top rung of your ladder, you paused, this time looking at him deliberately. He really wanted to have this conversation? And... Maker it felt like you'd hit an asteroid. All those walls, sharp and sturdy like tempered metal, crumbling around you.

He shouldve looked smaller, hanging from his own ladder like he didn't have anywhere to be, but he didnt. Of course he didn't.

"I agree," he said, awkwardness replaced with a resolute phrase. Almost a promise.

And you grinned.

"Well," you held his gaze as he pulled himself up another rung, to be even with you. "Show me what you've got then, flyboy."

And he grinned back.

He disappeared from view for a moment as you pulled yourself into the cockpit, and your mind, which had gone blissfully silent, abruptly began to scream.

Something - something just happened - but it was time to go, and you had a mission, and the coms were switching on, and -

Looking over you saw him, his beautiful eyes as wide as yours felt.

And then you got the all-clear for take-off.

-

He had searched for you the moment you landed. You knew he did.

But you had landed a row away from where he did and hunkered down in the cockpit and tried to breathe and process the mission - a resounding success - and the terrifying thought that you had maybe just found your soulmate. And been one slightly-less-perfect maneuver away from losing him again.

He - he probably got swept away int he rush of celebrating crowds like he always did. Not that you noticed.

The phrase, on your arm, it was... it was common, right? Anyone could say it.

The whole mission you'd shoved it out of your mind, only focused on getting everyone out of there alive, and now that it was over...

You didnt know what to do. The hanger was quiet, void of cheering crowds and pilots alike, and you climbed out, hitting the ground with a thud.

Poe was waiting for you, looking almost shy as he buried his hands in his pockets. Sleeves rolled up, you saw words youd never noticed before... words you'd felt in your mouth mere hours ago.

"How'd I do?" He asked, his smile small, dark eyebrows bending in.

Like before, the chaos of your thoughts stilled, storm waves settling to a gentle tide. You walked towards him, wondering at the feeling.

"Not too bad," you said, trying your hand at a matching smile. It came easy, easier than you were prepared for.

"Yeah?" Was he always so tall?

"Didnt get anyone killed."

"Good point," his voice sounded rough, and... he was close.

"I think," Poe wet his lips, and you could almost feel it, he was so close. "I think my soulmate prefers it that way." He was right.

Hand on that broad chest, flight suit streaked with who knows what, you kissed him.

He kissed you.

Warm and sweet.

And slow.

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[bloodycassian]

“research” Rhysand x reader - reader is a Peregryn descendant from Dawn court acting as Emissary. Rhys takes reader to a museum.

Rhys’ approving stare burned into your back as you stood on the balcony, wings flared. Your Peregryn feathers were a lovely contrast to his dark Illyrian like bat wings. He often muttered his envy about them to you, especially after being intimate. He loved to stroke them and admire the softness and his muttered approvals soothed you to sleep. 

Maybe his approval was coming from the sight of your naked body in the silver moonlight. You felt a swell of heat rush to your cheeks as he approached, his wings also extended. They flared as he reached the open air on the balcony. The shimmering lights of velaris in the snow far, far below. The magic of the House retained the slight wind that blew through, but warmed it instantly. 

“Quite a fancy house for one cruel high lord. I imagine most would think that the Night Court would also be cold.” You remarked, tucking your wings in slightly so he could stand next to you. He tucked in his as well, understanding the sensitivity of such a part being touched. 

Rhysand knew how such a simple touch of a wing could be the undoing of many different feelings. From the pain of them being bent wrong, or pleasure of them being toyed with exactly right. Toying - for research he had called it. Figuring out which form of wing was more sensitive.

“Cruel or no, most of us here have spent far too much time in the cold of Illyrian mountains to settle for less. Azriel usually says if he wasn’t aligned with me, he’d move to the Summer court.” He leaned over the railing, taking in a deep breath of the fresh air. Something in his eyes gleamed, and a small smile appeared. 

“Seeing the master of Shadows in a place so bright would be quite the contrast.” You grinned, gripping the railing tight. The urge to jump off and fly was nearly overwhelming. Your wings extended, craving the cold bite of the wind. Despite being such a small heritage, your instincts were sometimes overwhelming. You felt the corners of your lips fall, the memories of your few cousins falling to enemies during the War coming back.

Rhys tucked his wings in, turning to you. Something like sadness was there in his eyes, making you nervous.  “You may leave when you wish. I only ask that you give me...a warning. So I can have a story ready for my court when you go.” He said too formally, as if he had practiced this. After the months of you visiting as a communication link with Thesan, you knew you would have to leave at some point. But you had yet to hear the order to do so. And you much preferred the scenery of Rhy’s court than the safe harbor home Thesan kept sunny constantly. It was… refreshing. Much like Rhy’s presence. 

“Are you telling me to go?” You nudged him slightly, knowing it’d rattle him. His eyes shot to you, and he nudged you back. “Never. I just… wish you could stay.”

He had more to say than that, and you knew it. “Then why ask me if I need to go?”

“Because the longer you stay the less I think I will be willing to let you go.” He wrapped his arms around you, the evidence of claim apparent through his thin cotton pants. “Even if Thesan is one of my closest allies. I may just have to keep you for myself.” His head lowered to your ear as he said it, his lips grazing your skin. You felt your core tense and heat.

“I dont know what you’re talking about. I am merely a communicator between two courts.” You grinned, nipping his ear. His low growl was anything but agreeing. His hands were on you, slowly palming your sensitive areas, lighting your insides on fire. He gave you a lingering kiss before pulling away. He eyed you suspiciously, seeming to deliberate to himself. 

Then, he snapped and suddenly you were fully clothed, and he was standing on the balcony railing. The silver light painted his hair and wings in a dull blue hue. “I have a different idea for us tonight… if you can keep up that is.” His wild smile told you all you needed to know. He leapt gracefully, before catching the wind below with a fading laugh. You cursed quietly to yourself, hauling your body up to the pillar and sending yourself soaring. 

+

“Dont tell me this is some kind of Illyrian initiation.” You chided, matching his pace as best you could. It was hard to not outpace him as he glided, his enormous wings gliding on the cool air. 

He laughed, banking slightly as you approached the small city below. Nestled into the mountain side along the sea, it didnt seem as harsh as the Illyian camps he had showed you from afar. Your mind flashed to those camps, the tents and the tooth chattering cold. No, this place was much too homey for such a camp. 

“This is… a gallery of sorts. Not many come here, but I thought it would also be nice for you to be able to tell Thesan about such a place.” He slowly began descending as he explained, and indeed the location seemed to have many large ancient looking items outside. 

As soon as you landed you were taken aback. The sight of an enormous, dark stone that took up the majority of the space outside the carved entrance to the gallery. A path had been worn around it, as if the spot had many visitors. You doubted many but Rhys even knew about the place. 

“It’s- it reminds me of you.” You were in awe. The stone glittered in the torchlight, but remained dark where the light wasnt refracted. It was smooth as well, besides the jagged and pointed edges. 

Rhysand turned from the mountain entrance “The rock? Darling just wait until you see inside.” He smiled, waving you over. With a wave of his hand, the door opened, pulling back then sliding away. Faelights slowly hummed to life inside the cavernous space. You couldnt see the entire room but the area must have been enormous. No way to see all of the things held inside in one day. Not even multiple days you were willing to bet. “Priestesses are the only others allowed here besides residents of Velaris, but not many of either ever visit. He explained, sending more faelight into the dark cavern.

“There are a few things in particular I wanted to show you.” He took your hand, guiding you to the right down a large archway. The lights bobbed and followed, casting strange shadows along the uneven cave walls. 

The sound of water flowing at a trickling pace filled the new, smaller room. The sight of the armor before your took your breath away. Ancient, well kept and utterly deadly looking. You felt a thrill of panic, as well as pride at the sight of it. “How-” You stammered, covering your mouth with a trembling hand. 

The white and silver plates were excruciatingly detailed, the sword beside the set a shining silver, as if freshly forged by the sun itself. Thesan had no armor of this quality still available at the Dawn court. The quality, the beauty of such a piece was exquisite. “If Thesan wishes to have this back, please feel free. But let him know that we have only recently acquired it. We have not been hoarding.” Rhys spoke from behind you, his voice soft and patient. 

Memories of being a child and playing with wooden swords flashed into your head. Envisioning such perfect armor like before the War fitting you, guilding you, marking you as the highest of warriors among the Dawn court. 

“W-who is we?” Was all you could manage as you reached out to touch the solid breastplate. Memories of parades, children cheering and high fae clapping as generals in shining armor marched home from the War. Centuries had passed since such armor was needed, thus they began to disappear. 

Rhys took your hand again, rubbing a thumb over yours. “A few high priestesses found it among their… storage. Closer to an abandoned temple but - I had Cassian clean it up for me a few weeks ago.” He chuckled before saying “I almost had to threaten him to get him to give it back to me. He was in awe and wanted to keep it for himself.” 

Your lips curve upwards, heart hammering. You pulled him in quickly for a tight hug. “Thank you.” You said deeply, wishing you could put the thoughts you were having directly into his head. Wishing you could tell him how much this meant. 

He pulled away from you, his callused hands going to cup your face as he pulled you in for a kiss. “Maybe I wont tell Thesan… and I’ll have to come back more often to take a look at the rest of this place.” You bit his lower lip and grinned at his darkened eyes.

“For research purposes only, surely?” He began kissing down the column of your neck, biting playfully. 

“Research, of course.” You sighed as his hands began tracing over your body. 

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[moonlit-imagines]

Headcanons for being Tony Stark’s stepkid

Tony Stark x Potts!child!reader

warnings: alcohol mention

a/n: i rushed these so bad i just wanted to post dhhshsnsna

prompt: y/n is pepper’s kiddo!

it was just you and your mom for a long time

pepper and y/n potts

she couldn’t keep up with you sometimes, too busy dealing with the manchild that was mister anthony edward stark

speaking of—

“uh, who’s this?” -tony, pointing at you

“mr. stark, i am so sorry, the school closed because some kid set fire to the science lab and i didn’t have time to find a sitter—”

“no, it’s fine, no need to apologize. hey, kid, you wanna sit in the boss’s chair? i’ll let you run the company for the day!” *cue you nodding* “sweet, would you mind that, ms. potts?”

“oh? no, not at all” *mouthing* “thank you”

“so, uh, what’s your name? no, don’t tell me: ketchup.”

*giggling* “y/n”

“no way! that was my second guess!”

tony wasn’t used to being around kids

he had no idea that he was actually kind of good around them

despite a few minor hiccups

“you sit in my chair and im gonna spin you around, sound like fun?”

he spun you around WAY too fast and you were diiiiizzy, also you fell off the chair

“don’t tell your mom that we did that. she may be my assistant, but she scares the shit out of me. also, don’t say ‘shit’”

dude he just thought you were a cool kid!!!

“hey, you know, ms. potts, you dont really need to hire a babysitter anymore. y/n’s doing just fine hanging out here”

“how am i not surprised you befriended an actual child?”

she still took him up on his offer, you seemed pretty happy

when your mom worked late, you passed out in tonys office

tony and you had your own little secrets (like falling off the spinning chair), tony showed you around stark tower, and you practically lived there

“i got you a happy meal from mcdonalds!” -tony every day after your school

in all honesty, you weren’t the “popular” kid at school...not even close

but tony made up for it

“y/n! i found this old racecar toy in a box of old stuff, you wanna hold onto it for me?”

you kind of grew up in stark tower tbh? it was pretty cool

and as you grew up, you started to notice more

“mr. tony, do you have a crush on my mom?”

“do i what? no, no, i do—who the hell am i kidding? you caught me”

“called it!”

after that you did everything to try and get them together

when your mom was talking to tony, you would stand behind her and wiggle your eyebrows and just taunt tony endlessly

no! tony cannot remember your mom’s birthday for the life of him! you are his calendar now

“dude, why dont you just ask JARVIS to remind you?”

“i may be a genius, but that doesn’t mean i have common sense”

“wise words, sir” -JARVIS

when tony disappeared for 3 months you were so sad???? like you were not okay at all

no

and when he came back, he literally exited the plane saying “WHERE’S ‘T-POTT??’”

(your wonderful nickname. ‘t’ for ‘tony jr.’ and ‘pott’ for ‘potts’)

“my mom missed you”

“oh, i bet she did”

“you turned my child into you, tony. i will never forgive you for this”

“well, at least y/n was here to fill in for me, huh?”

tony wanted to show you the arc reactor but he was actually afraid of scarring you lmfaoooo

but he did let you in on the iron man secret (he knew you wouldn’t snitch)

and just to make sure:

“if you dont tell anyone, i’ll buy you a car when you turn 16”

“man, that’s like, forever away”

“good, maybe you’ll forget by then”

ur mom kinda maybe sorta found out abt iron man :/ she told you that tony was a bad influence

“mom! no, tony’s cool! he’s like a superhero”

“no, sweetie, he’s a rich guy with issues. we’re leaving”

that didn’t last long

not long at all

and soon they FINALLY got together

“jeez, i thought you two would never stop pining after each other”

“couldnt have done it without my wingman” -tony *fistbump*

“as thanks can i have my own iron man suit?”

“yes.” *pepper glaring at him* “no.”

sooner or later your mom and you moved into tony’s house and you got a really big room!!!!

it was completely decked out

king sized bed, flatscreen tv, mini-fridge, microwave, computer, your own bathroom with a smaller tv, a poster of tony??? (you vandalized it and put it in his workshop), and more!!!

okay you were spoiled

“do you like it here? are you sure i made the right choice?” -pepper

“are you kidding, mom? this is awesome! plus, you’re happy, i’m happy, tony’s happy, i think JARVIS is even happy!”

“i am, mx. potts. simply ecstatic” -JARVIS

pepper was really happy!! it was a pretty cool family

you started giving your school tony’s number if you ever got in trouble, you knew he’d cover for you

“mr. potts, is it?”

“sure”

“your child, y/n, punched another student in the face today. we’re very disappointed in their behavior”

“why’d they punch the kid?”

“well, the other student punched y/n first”

“HAH! thank you for wasting my time. send y/n back to class and call me back if something important comes up”

he literally gave you a high five when you got home

“i gave him a black eye!”

“i couldn’t be more proud. i mean, i dont condone violence, but self defense is a whole other story”

a little help in the workshop, tony asks you to hold the flashlight

“why don’t you get one of your robots to hold this for you?”

“are you kidding me, you’re complaining? we’re having stepdad/stepkid bonding time! and dum-e can’t do anything right, i dont trust him”

youve had a few theme park trips as a family ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

also tony has 100% told you to wait in the car and then left you alone for 2+ hours

“i’m not like a regular dad, im a step-dad. want some beer? you can have a little sip. i’d rather you do it in the house”

your mother actually does love how he actually cares about you!

“y/n is 12% my responsibility” -tony

“tony, you are impossible” -pepper

no avengering for you! pepper said no!!!!!!

disappointed but not surprised

iron man 3: y/n potts is put through the wringer

Text Message to Mr. Tony: bro you better come get your girl, me and happy are watching this other guy flirting with her. he’s showing her pics of his ‘big brain’

Mr. Tony: HE WHAT

Text Message to Mr. Tony: Tony he looks creepy i don’t want him to be my new stepdad do something!!!

anyways ur house kinda blew up and ur mom and you kinda got kidnapped and u were right abt that guy being creepy and thankfully no experiments were done on you but like your mom kinda almost died and her and tony were fine!!! all good in the end

you met mr. col. james rhodes that day

“aw, you’re the kid ive heard so much about” -rhodey

“you mean the coolest kid in the world?check.”

“you cant tell me you aren’t tony’s biological child, good god”

you got to meet the avengers later on too! (you’d already met natasha tho, only briefly)

“i know it can be a little overwhelming, right? meeting all these heros, legends even—” -rhodey

“oh, my god, is that thor? thor!!” -you, leaving rhodey in the dust

literally why does pepper trust you around tony something always goes wrong there were literally robots attacking, you were only at avengers tower bc your mom was busy with the company and she thought you’d be safe with the avengers. the AVENGERS.

“please dont tell your mom that i created a bad robot that tried to kill us. the robot will be the least of our problems” -tony

he made happy pick you up and you had to miss out on FUN and it sucked a lot

“it’s okay, y/n! i’m fun, too!” -happy

then your mom and tony took a break and your life got mega-boring for a while, but they weren’t separated for that long. you try not to think about it. it was brutal

Mr. Tony: Does she miss me?

New Message to Mr. Tony: I think so. Either that or she’s crying and drinking wine in the dark for no reason.

Mr. Tony: Damn it, now I feel bad. I miss her a lot. Oh, also, the Avengers say ‘hi,’ I’m in Germany with some bad news, I’ll explain later if you don’t see it on TV first, and I found you the perfect friend! His name is Peter and I think you’d like the school he goes to, it’s in Midtown. Smart kid school.

New Message to Mr. Tony: I’ll look into it, thanks. Also, I don’t like how those all connect. Please update me asap

watching the news to see several avengers arrested, cap on the run, and more!

“maybe it was good i didn’t fall in with the avengers”

tony and pepper finally got back together and you actually transferred to midtown high! peter and his friend group accepted you quickly, it was great. you and flash unfortunately had the most in common

you’d literally text happy right next to peter and he’d immediately reply to you. it hurt peter’s feelings

Momma: Sweetie! I’m working in the office late, leftovers are in the fridge, hope you have a wonderful day at school! 💕

👉👈the vulture tried to kill you for being tony’s stepkid, tony made peter promise to protect you

“y/n, you gotta stay out of harm’s way. mr. stark gave me an actual mission and it’s terrifying, i have to make sure you stay safe”

legit why the fuck was this old man tryna kill you bro grow up

anyyyywayssss your mom and tony got engaged!!

“wow, i thought the day would never come!!” -you

ppl told you tony isnt your stepdad bc ur mom and him werent married but who tf asked

why is the earth always in fucking danger

you and peter were just vibing on the field trip bus and all the sudden: space donut

“go! i’ll cover for you...FRIDAY, call tony”

“...hi there, little one”

“what the fuck”

“oh, so you see the aliens, too? well, at least im not crazy”

tony stark has left the atmosphere

you and your mom were kinda......not chillin tho

she and you didn’t sleep for a few nights, then ppl just straight up disappeared

plot twist: you survived the snap and your family was lucky to be alive, you even got a little sister who became a big handful!

only bad thing was all your friends dusted and you were pretty lonely

but watching morgan grow up kept you busy

“ahhh, shes so big!”

happy times in bad times

bad times!!!!! bc after five years thanos came back as thanos from like ten years ago. outdated thanos. obsolete thanos.

but you made your first and only appearance in the suit tony actually designed for you many years ago

you should have just stayed home tho bc that fight didnt pass the vibe check

“please dont tell me he...no, no, no, no, no”

you and your mom latched onto each other in tears, tony was one of the best people in your life, he made you and your mom two of the happiest people on earth

best stepdad a kid could ever ask for

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[shiftysdogtags]

So i decided to do Speirs as my first official comeback fic. I think it has the potential for a second part so if someone could request it so i dont feel like i threw it upon people that would be great😂 but if people would like a second part please let me know👀 I’m nervous about posting this after so long so any feedback would be appreciated.

Basically the plot is secret feelings hidden by stolen cigarettes and i tried to be fluffy? 1.5k words.

Stolen Cigarettes

"Are you creeping around on me?" Ron asked to the apparently empty room, except for him of course. Y/N jumped out from behind a half-blown up wall, trying to scare him. She was somewhat successful, while he did jump, it wasn't out of fear or being frightened, he just hadn't expected someone to jump out from somewhere and cling to him.

Ron half expected her to follow him, it was as if she followed him around in this war to play innocent pranks on him. Y/N and Speirs have been friends since they first landed in Europe, Y/N saving his life on D-day. To say the friendship was unexpected, by the other men, and both Ron and Y/N too would be an understatement. Y/N liked the way he treated her, as one of his equals. He never for a moment doubted her capabilities or treated her like a fragile flower that needed to be protected or kept from harm, but he always looked out for her. It was a rare occurrence to see one without the other, Ron always had her at his side.

"I got you, Sparky.” She laughed as he tried to push her off him. Eventually, she untangled herself from his back and placed her two feet back on to the ground. Unwrapping her arms from around his shoulders, she grabbed the cigarette from his mouth, placing it into her own with raised eyebrows, daring him to do something. If looks could kill Y/N would be dead. He flashed her his signature death glare. The silent yet murderous way his eyes followed her every movement would have anyone fearing for their lives, but Y/N wasn't phased.

"I hate you." Ron blew out the smoke in his lungs, watching Y/N take the last drag of his stolen cigarette.

Y/N rolled her eyes at the man sulking before her. “You love me."

What she didn’t know was he did in fact love her, Ron loved her more than anything. He never expressed these feelings to her, deciding there was a place and a time and in the middle of a war wasn’t either. He just watched her and hoped she couldn’t hear his heart beating against his chest. While he knew Y/N didn’t mean what she said in that way, he couldn’t help but wish she did.

Ron watched her lips wrap around the end of his stolen cigarette and knew she was hoping to get one very last drag out of it before she had to put it out. He knew he spent too much time admiring her, but at the same time, he wondered what her lips would feel like against his. Would they be soft or slightly chapped from all the time she spent biting them?

“Making me your best friend was the best decision you have ever made.” The sound of her voice snapped him out of his thoughts, yet his eyes didn't leave her body. He never thought he could find someone stomping out a cigarette so attractive, especially the way her hair fell him her face.

He couldn't agree with her more, even if she was purely messing with him. While they were complete opposites at times, they were more similar than either realised. They knew each other as well as you could hope to know another person. Both knew what the other would say, or do, or how they would react before they had a chance to do anything. They were similar and by contrast, completely different from one another. Y/N was fierce like him, yet she was soft in ways he was rough. Whatever he couldn’t be she would be for him, and he would be whatever she needed him to be. He would be anything she wanted him to be. He would willingly surrender into the unavoidable feelings he held for her.

Y/N couldn’t pinpoint the moment she knew she had fallen for him. Maybe it was somewhere between the long nights they spent sharing foxholes and the playful bickering that unfolded between them behind closed doors. All she knew was the man that stood in front of her, her best friend, was the man she couldn’t live without.

"Shut up." Ron groaned with a badly hidden smirk returning to his face he rolled his eyes. They stared at one another for a moment, neither needing to say anything, just enjoying each others company. What both didn’t know was the other was trying to memorise every feature about them as neither wanted to forget what they looked like just in case the unthinkable happened. To break the silence he lightly pushed her shoulder forcing her to step backwards, her foot getting caught on a loose brick lying on the ground. She fell back onto her ass with a screech that could only be compared to a cat.

At first, she was unimpressed, the look on her face evident and her shoulders began to shake. He was really worried that he had hurt her, that she had survived months of bullets and bombs flying past her only for his playful shove to be the thing that got her sent home. The last thing he needed or wanted, was to hurt the person he loved, whether she knew it or not.

The fearful expression on his face was the thing that set Y/N off, the thing that caused her to audibly laugh. His facial expression made her wish she had a camera so she could capture the moment and relive it when she needed a reason to smile. Relief washed over him, and the breath he never realised he was holding was let out, his body relaxing immediately. He joined in her laughter, also finding the situation humorous. Tears were in his eyes, making it difficult to see the girl lying on the ground in front of him. Neither of them could stop, one look at the other caused them to start all over again. He never thought he would find a time to laugh during war, but here he was shaking with laughter with the one person he never intended to get close to, the person who turned out to be the unknown love of his life.

“Ron?” She called his name, holding her hand for him to help her up but he was still laughing and didn't notice. She called his name a few more times but nothing happened. Y/N took her helmet off her head and threw it towards Ron with all her strength. It missed him of course, he moved at the last minute, causing the helmet to land somewhere behind him. He continued to laugh and he began to walk away. “Don't you walk away from me after causing serious injury to me."

He was walking towards her helmet, to pick it up for her, all the while still giggling like a small child. Ron gathered himself enough to reach a hand out to her. With a small 'oh' escaping from her mouth, she took his extended hand when he returned the confused look she had on her face. He pulled her up with all the strength he had within him, causing her to crash into his chest face first with a small thump. With a mumbled apology, Ron looked down at her and only noticed how close he was to her when she looked up at him with her beautiful eyes. Neither one moved away despite knowing they should.

Taking a deep breath, it was Y/N who made the first move, and not the one she truly wanted to make. Instead of leaning forward to kiss him, she stepped back, but like they clumsy person he always reminded her she was, she almost fell again. Without thinking, Ron caught her in his arms as if it was instinct to keep her safe. A sweet smile crossed her face and once steady on her feet, she dusted her OD's off as best she could. After several attempts, there was no improvement due to the permanent layers of dirt that lived on them. She gave up, realising she wasn't going to get any of the dirt or grime off them. It caused her to wonder if a person like him could ever really love her.

Looking up at Ron, she nodded towards her helmet, silently asking for it back.

“Are you going to throw it at me again?” He ruffled her already messy hair, thrusting her helmet into her chest. As tough as she was, he was still stronger than her, and it almost winded her.

Y/N took hold of it, placing it back onto her head before he gave out to her for not wearing it, not as her best friend, but as her Captain. She punched his shoulder as payback for pushing her, and because he dodged her helmet when she threw it. ‘Asshole’ she mumbled jokingly as she pulled him by the front of his shirt towards wherever she could find them both a semi-decent cup of coffee.

"You stole my cigarette."

"I borrowed it, you big baby."

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