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parkerpeter24 · 10 months

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HIII i am begging can you write a Peter Parker x reader one shot where peter and reader are married and have a toddler and maybe the avengers team find out PLISSSS ANS TYYYY 🫶🫶🫶

baby 🥺

pairing ➳ peter parker x reader

requests are open (but i barely write stuff)

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“what is he doing on the ceiling?!” kate yelled as soon as you entered the lobby, searching for your little toddler ben. you rubbed your eyes as you approached a very baffled kate, “your child is on the ceiling! how are you so calm?!”

“it’s 7 in the morning.” you winced as you looked at ben, him giving you an excited look and extended his arm towards you, making you do the same, “come on, benny, come to mama.”

and he did so as, un-sticking himself from the wall as he perfectly landed in your arms.

your two year old was way better at this than peter when he had started out as spider-man. his hand kept getting stuck to different places and after a bunch of ripped t-shirts and a couple of haircuts, you bought him rubber gloves. however, that didn’t work either.

as your little boy nestled against your chest, you looked over to kate who still had surprise written all over her face, “he’s spider-man’s child.” you explained simply.

“but- what if he fell down?”

“oh, he wouldn’t. he’s way too smart for that, aren’t you, benny?” you booped his nose and he gave you a grin.

“yes, mommy.”

you and peter had kept your relationship secret for a couple of years, at least from peter’s superhero gang. so it didn’t come off as a surprise when the avengers found out that you two had a one year old. they were very disappointed in you two for not telling this big a thing but the second they saw ben’s cute little face and his smile, you were forgiven and everyone was happy.

when you agreed to move into the avenger’s tower, tony was more than excited. he added a bunch of toys to the huge playroom that was originally built for morgan.

you were surprised to see that thor was the most attached to your baby. he spent time with him and thursdays were reserved to thor and ben taking a tour of the city. you trusted thor, however you had only allowed this after ben turned two, which was only a few weeks ago.

whenever natasha was around, she would tell ben all kinds of stories about how she kicked bad people’s butts so that little kids could sleep peacefully at night and ben would adore those “tales” even though they were real.

“next time you find him on a ceiling, just show him a cookie, he’ll come right down.” you told kate as you patted ben’s back, gently lulling him back to sleep.

“if you say so.” kate replied, chuckling as she watched you for a minute, “you should get some more sleep too, you look tired.”

“he refused to sleep last night because tony let him have extra ice-cream.” you rolled your eyes.

you noticed ben had fallen asleep, already drooling over the material of your t-shirt as you carried him back to his crib, placing him securely under his blanket before you made your way to your own bed. your husband, peter was still fast asleep. you laid down on the bed, peter already pulling you closer as if it was a reflex. you felt his arm relax against you, his head resting close to your shoulder and soon you felt the soft caress of sleep take over.

the bedside clock showed 10:34 as time when your eyes opened again. the room was empty, peter and ben both gone. you quickly freshened up before making your way out of the room and into the main gathering area once again.

only this time you were greeted with everyone sitting around and laughing as steve held his shield on his lap with ben sitting on top of it.

“hey, babe.” peter was the first one they greeted you as he placed a kiss on your cheek and dragged you in the middle of whatever was happening.

“uh, what’s happening?” you asked, looking around.

“your child is stuck to cap’s shield.” tony said, an almost proud smile spread over his face to which steve gave him a glare.

“guess who inspired it.” natasha rolled her eyes at her two friends, however a small smile remained on her face at the little banter going on.

just then kate ran into the room, holding a cookie in her hand as she handed it to steve, “got it!”

“come on, kid.” steve said, waving around the cookie in the air in front of him. ben’s eyes lit up and steve smiled, “it’s yours if you leave the shield.”

however, cap’s efforts failed as ben reached out one hand to grab the sweet but didn’t move a bit to release his shield.

“i bribed him good.” tony shrugged as he sipped on his black coffee.

you watched the whole scene unfold, amused to say the least. you noticed peter snickering as he stood beside you. you smacked his chest lightly, “you think this is funny? go get your child.”

“and forget the spider-bike mr stark promised me? never.”

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deathmetalunicorn1 · 10 months

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Hey! I just saw the new spiderman movie (across the spider verse) and had an epiphany. (First of all, did you see the movie? I don't want to give you spoilers or something like that, if not, you can ignore my request)

A spider-woman reader who gets lost in the multiverse and somehow makes it to RoR's, maybe platonic yandere reactions because of how young she is and what she has to go through? (because of the canon and all that)

Maybe a bonus of Miguel O'hara going to look for her so as not to alter her canon and seeing a group of supreme beings on the way? (God that man is wild)

With the gods being Odin, Hades and Poseidon and on the human side Adam, Qin Shi Huang and Tesla.

-You wandered around, curious as to where you were, after your watch malfunctioned when you were trying to run from Miguel. You were trying to help Miles who just wanted to save his dad.

-You remember when your own dad was killed, something Miguel said was a ‘canon event’, but you felt like you could have prevented it, you could have saved your dad, and now you were giving another fellow teenager a chance to save his own dad.

-Those who defended Miles were ordered to be captured to be grounded to prevent any more canon events from happening according to plan, to prevent the multi-verse from being destroyed.

-You were one teenager verses an army of other spider heroes, so of course you ran, scared, and when you tried to go back to your own dimension, someone managed to take a swipe at you, making your watch malfunction and you wound up here and your watch broke right afterwards.

-There were so many weird people around, people that didn’t look human, so you thought that you didn’t stand out much, wearing your own spider suit, a black bodysuit with red web designs, and a red pleated mini skirt with an oversized bow tied to the back of it and a black widow symbol on your chest and your back.

-Brunnhilde ran to find you after reports came to find you and found you with Shiva who instantly like you as you were sparkly eyed- or sparkly masked, “You’re so cool Mr. Shiva!” you had never met anyone with four arms before and he was instantly taken by you, easily able to tell that you were a teenager.

-Brunnhilde brough you before the other gods and powerful warriors from history, you only recognized a few names, like Adam and Nikola Tesla as far as humans went, but you knew a lot of gods, as you were a history buff.

-You unmasked, pulling it off and jaws dropped, seeing you really were just a teenager and you told them about what led you to being here, something Odin was able to tell was the truth, as well as the broken watch.

-Your eyes were huge; meeting Nikola Tesla himself, and he was thrown off by your elation before you started to ask him questions about his inventions, and he instantly beamed and the two of you hit it off quickly. He had never met someone so into science that wasn’t a scientist, and after you told them about your own powers, showing them by shooting webs and able to scale walls after being bitten by a radioactive black widow spider, he was elated, wanting to know as much as possible!!

-Nikola pulled your watch apart, trying to figure out how it worked but it was very advanced.

-Adam was instantly your parent in this new world, as he was furious that you were out fighting crime and putting yourself in danger, furious that a child was being forced to do this, after you told them about canon events, as most of the different Spider-Men gained their powers as teenagers.

-You found yourself quickly adopted by many different people in this new world, getting a massive family almost instantly, which was nice, since you only ever had your dad, and since he died, you lived mainly at HQ and only going to your dimension for school and to fight the bad guys in your dimension.

-Since you couldn’t leave, you were welcomed into this world, and since there were no villains, you got to live as a normal teenager, learning about figures of history directly as well as learning from gods.

-Poseidon was one that took a little longer to warm up to you, as he didn’t really want to bother with you, until Hades brought you over and your eyes were huge and sparkly, wanting to know more about the oceans as humans weren’t going very fast with their exploration of it.

-Hades sent him a small glare when Poseidon tried to wave you off and spoke rudely at first, but seeing your drive to learn more made him realize that not all humans were bad, a few, like you and Kojiro were proof of that.

-Hades adored you, as you dropped in, literally, wanting to ask him all sorts of questions from the lore you learned in school and he was happy to get away from his paperwork and was able to tell you all about the truths being many of the legends, some were true, and some had more embellishments added in.

-Odin was the god you spent the most time with, as you lived in the Norse pantheon with the valkyries, so you got to see him, Loki, and Thor all the time, although Odin learned quickly that Loki was a bad influence on you, as he would encourage you to get up to mischief with him but seeing you happy was nice here and there.

-When you first met Qin Shi Huang, your eyes nearly popped out of your head, realizing that he was a bona-fide emperor!! You asked him so many questions, a lot like a curious child and he was quick to realize how smart you were, and he loved watching you use your abilities, even taking him flying with you once, showing the strength in your webs. It was his turn to be sparkly-eyed when you showed him your fangs, your upper canines that grew just a bit when you were first bitten, and you told him that you could paralyze your enemies for about four hours with the poison in your fangs, but you don’t like biting others, to you it’s kind of gross.

-When a portal opened and Miguel stepped out along with several other members of HQ and he immediately glared, “There you are!!” you let out a terrified squeak and instantly ducked under a table but when nothing happened, you peeked out, seeing your new parents, those who had adopted you, were standing between Miguel and you.

-Miguel remained calm, explaining the canon events, and that the multi-verse was at threat of falling apart if you didn’t return to your own world and continue with your duties, this time with a babysitter since you were one of the ones who tried to help Miles.

-Miguel tried to yell at you once you came around, peeking out around Adam, who held your hand when he felt your hand looking for his, “Miles needs to understand that this needs to happen! Miles, you, and those other idiots who helped him are all so selfish!”

-You immediately snapped back, “He’s a teenager- I’m a teenager, we’re kids! What do you expect when you tell us that we have to let our loved ones die?!”

-He glared and Odin, showing his intimidating aura, spoke, “That is enough!” Jessica tried to reason with you, but you didn’t want to, you refused to believe that this was the only way.

-Zeus then laughed warmly, “My-my~ you humans always seem to make such a fuss out of things. As gods, we have the power to remove the instability of these multi-verses, so things can play out according to how you all want them to.”

-Jaws dropped all around as you gawked at him, completely stunned before the gods combined their powers to just that, giving Miles the opportunity to save his dad with no repercussions, there were no longer a need for canon events!!

-Miguel was stunned before he sighed softly, admitting defeat and sent out the message to everyone, letting them know what had happened and that Miles and those who were being hunted were no longer in trouble.

-You cheered loudly, celebrating and Jessica couldn’t help but ruffle your hair lightly before she gave you a new watch, as she knew yours had been destroyed, giving you the opportunity to come back to HQ whenever you wanted.

-You beamed, leaping and hugging Poseidon who caught your embrace, as you now had the freedom you always wanted to do what you want with your powers, and you could come and go to Valhalla as you pleased.

#record of ragnarok #ror x reader #ror poseidon #ror hades #ror odin #ror zeus #ror nikola tesla #ror qin shi huang #ror adam

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ciaonicole85 · 13 days

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Neighbor Series Ch. 3:

If He Wanted To

Back to Sydney's POV shortly after moving in to the same building as Carmy. By this time her walls are slowly coming down because The Bear is running smoothly and the workplace dynamics are far more healthy. Sydney forgiving him after Friends and Family and the crew having his back helped Carmy be kinder to himself. So less rage. More cuteness. Too bad the actual show is going to rip our hearts out before he gets better! Anyways, here's part 3. Sidenote: Ayo can actually sing.

ALL Sydney wanted was a long hot shower after 12 hours at The Bear. The showerhead in her new apartment had perfect pressure. The scalding water was melting the butter and garlic from her pores. Her vanilla currant scented body wash had just been lathered all over, when she spotted an alien presence. She did a quick spin under the water to rinse off hoping against hope that she just had eye floaters from exhaustion. She gingerly stepped onto the bath mat and grabbed her huge pink terrycloth robe. Okay, it was go time. She scanned the ceiling and there it was!

"Don't move" she whispered.

Sydney dashed to her kitchen and came back armed with a copy of the largest paperback she owned, The Joy of Cooking, and a can of insect spray. The enormous (actually quarter-sized) spider was poised in the top right corner of her bathroom.

"I'm not afraid of you. I work with Richie every day," she taunted the beast.

She aimed the spray and shot. The spider spun down and launched itself at her! With a yelp Sydney dropped the heavy book and ran for cover slamming the bathroom door behind her. She ripped off her shower cap furious with both herself and the stupid spray. This stuff was supposed to kill on contact, not antagonize it!

Soon there was a panicked knock on her door.

"Hey, Sydney! Are you okay?" a man's voiced cried. It sounded like Carm.

Sydney groaned. This is what it means to live above your boss. He gets to find out more of her quirks and weaknesses. Hurray.

She went to the door and cracked it open a few inches.

"Hey! Yeah…I was just trying to kill this big spider. I dropped a book. It's all good now. Thanks!"

The corners of Carmy's mouth twitched and he asked "Well, did you get it?"

"No. The bathroom's his now".

"Just let me get it, Syd."

"Fine."

Sydney let him in and noticed his hair had just been washed and his clothes, thin joggers and surprise, a white t-shirt, were clinging a little to his body. He'd obviously been showering too when he'd heard the commotion. Don't stare. Don't stare. DON'T STARE. He smelled like cedar and musk. DON'T SMELL EITHER.

"Nice robe " he said smirking.

"Are you coming in to help or what?"

"Yes, just get me a paper towel."

Sydney padded into the kitchen to get it leaving a delicious scent trail of her body wash, which Carm inhaled deeply the moment her back was turned.

A moment later with a paper towel in hand he entered her bathroom.

"Why are women's bathrooms always so much better?" he thought as he searched for the spider. Soon he found it running erratically around the tub, obviously maimed by if not yet dead from the spray. With one swooped he had it crumpled in the paper towel and tossed in the wastebasket.

Reentering the hallway he informed Sydney that "It is done" with the seriousness of a hired hitman.

"Thank you. And sorry for interrupting your night. I owe you."

"Yes, you do."

Sydney scrunched her nose, "Okay, what? I don't want it hanging over my head."

"I want a song."

"Excuse me?"

"Either now or within 24 hours, I want a song. I've heard you singing up here and you're good."

"Carmy, that's ridiculous."

"What's ridiculous is you interrupting my shower, for a little spider. So, I'm owed a ridiculous request."

Sydney shook her head giggling, wondering how her life went from melancholy coming-of-age drama for the last couple of years to…this. Her life was now filled with hope, an amazing workplace family, and Carmen Berzatto. With him she was achieving her dreams and if she could only continue keeping her rogue feelings or hormones, or whatever in check everything would be great.

"I'm too tired to argue with you, so fine. A song. Anything in particular?"

Carmen stared at her, thinking for a minute.

"When he owes me, I'm going ask him to wear sunglasses on the inside" Sydney thought trying not squirm.

"Okay, there's this song I've heard you singing all last weekend, but I don't know what it is. The words weren't clear."

"Knocks Me Off My Feet? I was having a Stevie Wonder revival for a few days, but that's a cheesy one. How about anything else?"

"No, thank you. I want Knocks Me off My Feet, chef"

"FINE. For a small spider you only get a verse and a chorus," Sydney grumbled.

Carmy leaned against the opposite wall and waited.

She swallowed, took a deep breath and closed her eyes. When she started singing in her sweet soprano voice she couldn't help smiling and thinking of her parents. This was their song.

We lay beneath the stars

Under a lover's tree that's seen through the eyes of my mind

I reach out for the part

Of me that lives in you, that only our two hearts can find

But I don't want to bore you with my trouble

But there's somethin' 'bout your love

That makes me weak and

Knocks me off my feet

There's somethin' bout your love

That makes me weak and

Knocks me off my feet

The words cut through to his heart. Somehow when Sydney stopped singing Carmy retained his senses enough to not break every professional boundary. He did not gather her in his arms. He did not kiss her. He did not confess that he missed her on their days off and even sometimes at work when she was out of sight for too long. However, Stevie Wonder couldn't miss the look on his face.

Sydney's eyes met his and in that moment she acknowledged everything she pretended not to see before. And she decided that if this indeed would be something, then he would have to make the first move. Thanks to her father's advice and experiences with Carmen himself, she lived by the motto "If he wanted to, he would".

Breaking his trance, she said "Well, goodnight then."

Carmy blinked a few times and headed towards to door. Then he paused. If he didn't say something now, would he ever? Anyways, whatever truth he thought he was hiding under a partnership or friendship had been reflected back in Sydney's face just as sure as if she could read his mind.

He braced himself.

"May I walk with you to work tomorrow?"

"Yes, but don't we already do that?"

"Sure, but usually I'm just waiting to hear your door open before I leave. Like its a coincidence."

"Oh."

Breathe Sydney.

Okay."

"Goodnight Sydney. And I'll bring breakfast to-go."

After Sydney locked the door behind him, she slumped against the wall and slid to the floor, stunned. Did he just read her mind and decide to make a move? A baby step, but nonetheless a step.

"Great. Now I'm literally sliding down a wall over him, " she chuckled, a little delirious.

Thank God for spiders.

#the bear #sydcarmy #sydney adamu #sydney x carmy #carmen berzatto #carmy x sydney #carmy the bear #carmy berzatto #syd adamu #fan fiction #fan fic

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mochiimadness · 11 months

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Hey, I dunno if your still taking requests but I have one!

What about s/o having hair like Entrapta's from She-Ra? I would love to see how they would react to their s/o with that!

Hello, I'm sorry for the long wait! I'm finally getting around to answering old requests, before opening new ones.

I haven't seen She-Ra, but I did look Entrapta up, so I hope I haven't gotten anything wrong!

Neon Leon

Leo is both insanely fascinated over your hair-

But also, very very terrified at first.

Remember when Leo wore that blond wig that ended up being completely and utterly evil??

Leo does.

Leo has flashbacks of this when he first sees you using your hair to grab a mug off the counter that was just out of hands reach.

May or may not have screamed.

"S/o, I don't mean to freak you out but- YOUR HAIR IS CURSED!"

"What- wait no it's just-"

"Don't worry- I got this!" he says, as he whips out his sword

Cue panicked screaming from everyone in the room as Leo attempts to 'save' you

He really thought you were in danger okay-

After managing to convince Leo to not chop off your hair,

You have to explain to him that your hair isn't actually cursed by some weird dude looking to steal stuff

"I was born like this, I can just make my hair move and stuff."

Cue Leo's suspicious squinting.

He does believe you! He just cant help peaking around corners detective style to spy on your hair at first.

Once he gets use to it tho, he's got to admit, having hair you can use to grab things jussst barely out of reach is amazing!

His jaw drops when he realizes you can fight using your hair too-

Your hair wraps around a rather slippery warthog mutant and launches him several feet away

Leo is staring in shock and possible fear

They'd been trying to get a hold on that mutant for ages, and you just managed to grab him no problem???

And launch him like a soft ball???????

Mad respect

Enchanted/cursed hair or not, Leo's just glad it's not using you for evil!

Plus, you seem to be having fun, so he's cool with it now.

Don Tron

Donnie's insanely curious about your hair

Absolutely runs some tests and experiments (with your permission ofc)

He's seen you lift mugs and smaller objects-

But what's the weight limit???

Is it like a muscle that can be trained to lift more over time????

Is it possibly sentient?!

You let him come up with new theories

But as soon as the conspiracy board and red strings come out,

You're lifting him with your hair and carrying him away for a break.

He loves when you help him out in the lab

Using your hair to grab and hold tools or parts

It's similar to using his spider arms, but 10x better since it's his s/o helping him.

Your hair also inspires him to make a different version of his spider arm battle shell-

This one using a more fluid movement to match your hair!

He lowkey looks like Doc Oc...

Villains do their best to avoid you both

Having one person who can grab and yeet them away was bad enough-

But now there's two??????

They are sprinting as fast as they can

Not fast enough though!

You're able to use your hair to grab and swing from walls, catching up to villains with ease

Donnie's impressed, you didn't even need a tracking device!

You two also found out another trick you could do,

You're able to use your hair as a extra set of arms- so you both came to a realization

You could use your hair to hold more controllers.

You two need an extra player???

Bam, you're holding two more controllers

Donnie cackles manically every time you two score extra points using this method

Is it technically cheating????

Maybe

You can't deny it takes a lot of skill and practice to do though, so who cares?

Not you and Donnie, that's who!

Mystic Mike

:0 !!!

Your hair can move?!?!

Please please show him what you can do!

Absolutely loves seeing all your tricks

From lifting a mug, to scaling a building-

He thinks you and your hair are awesome!!

One day, he's literally in the middle of talking to you when he interrupts his own sentence in a huge realization-

"So then I chased them down on the shells hogs and- WAIT WAIT HOLD THE PHONE-"

"Holding."

"NOW ANSWER IT!"

"Hellooo?"

"You can use your hair to paint!!!!"

Cue both of you jumping up and sprinting to his room

You can, in fact, use your hair to paint!

Whether it be using your actual hair as a paintbrush,

Or holding multiple brushes and items at once!

It makes art time ten times more efficient- but also extremely chaotic

Sure, now you both have easy access to art materials, but now your hair can literally spin everything

The guys entered the living room one day and saw it absolutely covered in buckets of paint

You are now banned from holding stain causing items in the common areas and Donnie's lab.

When you two go fight together

Mikey quickly learns that you can use your hair to help climb and scale buildings

Which leads to you crawling upside down on a ceiling at full speed, with Mikey floating beside you, at enemies

There are high pitched shrieks whenever you join the battle

You may or may not be a local cryptid now.

"S/O, they're calling you a spider mutant!"

"Nice."

Big Red

Like Leo,

Raph also thinks your hair is alive

Though, he's more concerned than fearful

If your hair is alive, then should he ask it if he can pat your head??

You reassure him that your hair is not alive or sentient

He's still wary about it though

Definitely gives it suspicious looks when you're not looking just to test it

When you catch onto this though, you start moving your hair 'without your knowledge' just to play around

Raph shrieks

"I KNEW IT!!!"

You'll have to explain that you were just pranking him lmao

He does realize that your hair isn't alive eventually though.

Is genuinely impressed by what your hair can do

Especially when he realizes you can lift heavier objects too

If you're able to lift him with your hair, he'll scream

Definitely has a fanboy moment

"WHAT!? How is it so strong?!?"

Even if you can't lift him with your hair,

He's still impressed!

Throughout the day, you'll use your hair to grab things that are out of reach and hand it to him

Usually it's subconscious,

Like when he just barely got into a comfy spot after a long patrol and realizes his phone is just out of reach

You grab it and hand it to him offhandedly

Or when he's sleeping and the blanket slips off, you'll reach around to pull it back up and make sure he's covered

He appreciates these little gestures so much

Absolutely warms his heart and makes him a little misty eyed.

During battle,

He sees you literally form a fist shape with your hair and deck a rather aggressive yokai right in the face,

Sending them flying down the street

Raph will stop and stare in awe

"Woah!! S/O that's amazing!"

He's so proud of you

Then he realizes the hidden city police are making their way towards the two of you

Cue both of you hauling it towards the nearest portal

"GO GO GO!"

"I CAN'T GO BACK TO JAIL!"

Hey everyone, I'm going through my old requests and writing them. I can't promise I'll get to all of them, but I'll do my best when I have time!

Sorry for the huge wait, life got crazy

#my writing #rottmnt x reader #rise of the tmnt x reader #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles x reader #neon leon #rottmnt leo x reader #don tron #rottmnt donnie x reader #rottmnt mikey x reader #mystic mike #rottmnt raph x reader #big red #the boys

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studentinpursuitofclouds · 1 year

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Helloooo 👋🏽 perhaps sdv and sde bachelors and farmer on a (deadly) jungle adventure? 🍃 🐍🦜

Hell yeah! Sorry for a long reply, was busy with other things.

It can be assumed that I had a lot of fun when I wrote the answer to this headcanon, because fuck me, this HC is huge 😅 I made different situations and maybe they moved away from the main question, apologize for that... I'm just get so hyped about request.

Anyway, thanks for your ask, dear anon!

✨SDV bachelors:✨

Elliott:

Actually, it was all Elliott's idea, as the long-haired writer wanted to collect material for his future novel. "And the best way to write about any adventures is to be on those adventures yourself! You will protect us, my love, I completely trust you!" The Farmer just sighed and left to gather supplies for the trip to Ginger Island.

Elliott is really lucky that his love also turned out to be his bodyguard and guide. While he enthusiastically looked at the wild limurs on the branches in the distance, the Farmer didn't take their eyes off him.

But as soon as they were distracted for a minute, Elliott, not noticing anyone around, wandered further into the depths of the jungle.

He carried on his monologue, still believing that the Farmer was nearby and listening to everything the writer told him. Until Elliott felt something touch his left shoulder.

"O ho ho, my love, that tickles! I certainly don't mind the attention, and if you want some rest, we caaaAAAAAAAAAA-!"

If there was any fauna nearby, then it instantly scattered away from Elliott's heart-rending scream when he saw a huge spider on his shoulder.

So he ran and screamed, until he collided head-on with... No, not with the Farmer, but with a pirate. The pirate, a little clumsily, shouted somewhere to the side: "Ahoy mate, we found yar lover"

Elliott's happiness knew no bounds when their Farmer emerged from the ferns. It turns out that Elliott wandered around Ginger Island for more than hour, and the Farmer decided to ask for help from fellow pirates to help with the search.

"Your friends are pirates? My love, why didn't you tell me sooner!"

Now they will both sit in a cozy cave until the evening, while the Farmer again beats the pirates in darts, while Elliott, already tipsy, listens to stories for a future book. You can even call it almost an autobiography!

(No spiders were harmed in this story)

Sebastian:

Sebby reread at home a magazine that he bought at the last amphibian exhibition, not forgetting to tell the Farmer cool facts about one or another type of frog.

The Farmer listened with interest to their partner until their eyes landed on a familiar sight of an amphibian.

"Oh, I saw these in the jungles of Ginger Island. They only come out when it rains, beautiful creatures, although very shy." "Wait, really?" "Yeah"

Sebastian just had a small collection of photos of frogs and newts, and asked his spouse if they could go there on a rainy day. The Farmer agreed, but warned Sebby to be around as it could be dangerous there.

Sebastian agreed to take weapons, elixirs, and he also read on the Internet how to behave when meeting with wild animals (he does not want to disturb wildlife much).

Luckily for them, there were a dozen of these frogs there. And the rain and dew on the amphibians adorned the picture (thanks that his phone and camera are waterproof).

Only Sebastian accidentally wandered deep into the jungle, and stumbled upon a lone tiger slime. Alas, he didn't have enough strength to defeat this monster, so he did what the Farmer told him in such cases - run.

Mr. Emo man did just that and, fortunately for him, found his spouse again. The Farmer kissed Sebby and promised that they would quickly deal with the slime. In the meantime, in order not to get wet in the rain, they told him to go to their house on the shore.

Only Sebastian wanted to go into the house, as he noticed a small entrance to the cave in the wall on the right. Why hadn't he seen this before? The cave was small, and its only inhabitant was... a huge anthropomorphic toad, sitting in a lotus position and saying that "long before, melons were much sweeter and bombo-big."

.....

Sebastian didn't seem to touch those poisonous frogs and photographed from a distance. Why he hallucinated then?

Until the Farmer went into the cave later, not finding Sebastian at home, and explained that it was kind of like... neighbor.

"Cool" is all that surprised Sebastian said, taking a picture of a huge toad.

Shane:

Fucking finally. A well deserved vacation with his partner.

Shane was so happy about the news about the vacation that he did not hear from the Farmer where exactly they were going and immediately agreed to the offer. It doesn't matter to him where they will rest, even in hell - the main thing is his partner and a pleasant pastime.

Shane realized only when they were in the jungle of Ginger Island, looking for "golden walnuts".

"Honey, but you agreed to travel with me for a little while and take a break from farm work." Shane would have liked to object, but he can't... Fuck.

Well, at least the Farmer gave him a good sword and don't stray far from Shane.

Although chicken man still managed to get lost several times in three palm trees. Like how??!?

The jungle is hot, but quite beautiful, and these flowers are so pret-

"Augh! Goddamn snakes!" "Shane, it's a liana, there are no snakes on Ginger island" "How the hell should I know about this?!"

He want to relax, and he was even more tired. Bluh...

While the Farmer wiped out the slimes, Shane struggled with the local dense vegetation. "Fucking ferns!"

Although in the evening, after a successful hunt for golden acorns ("Walnuts, Shane" "Same thing, doesn't fkng matter..."), they went to their house on the coast (when did his partner manage to buy real estate here??)

Delicious tropical dishes, pina colada (just a little sip), cool sea breeze and sunset - now this is a real vacation!

After they both returned, Shane offered to take another rest in the same way. Although the search for nuts was tiring and dangerous, it was fun.

Harvey:

"Honey, are you sure this is a good idea? There can be many diseases in the tropics, not to mention dangerous animals, mosquitoes, unknown plants to which we may be allergic, and..."

The Farmer was assured that they had already been in the depths of Ginger Island, and nothing serious had happened. They still insist that Harvey go with them "to show something interesting, but it's a surprise ;)" The poor doctor doesn't know how to react to this "surprise", but nevertheless agreed to the request of the Farmer.

A huge backpack stuffed with medicines, food supplies, sunscreen and mosquito spray - Harvey seemed to be preparing for a long journey. He also dressed like a spitting image of Indiana Jones - I mean wow, like a treasure hunter, honestly!

Surprisingly, Harvey reacts very calmly to danger in the jungle. It would seem that he would faint at the sight of an aggressive limur or poisonous insects, but he skillfully avoids danger and does not disturb the animals.

"Darling, we could travel the world like this in retirement" "As long as we have a full first aid kit and a supply of fresh water, I don't even mind. Just please, let's not go rock climbing, you know that I am afraid of heights..."

The Farmer and Harvey finally reached what the Farmer called a "surprise". The entrance to the cave - and they were inside a small space with five huge crystals. When Harvey wanted to ask what it was, Farmer suggested just "sit down and enjoy."

After half a minute, the eyes on the wall stone sculpture lit up, and the cave filled with a ringing melody emanating from bright colored crystals. The melody was... so beautiful. It was the first time Harvey had heard the tune, and at the same time, he could have sworn it sounded like the lullaby her mother used to sing to him when he was a child. Calming, beautiful, and with the sounds of nature outside, it created such a magical atmosphere.

Harvey saw the Farmer smiling at him. The doctor gave Farmer the same sincere smile, took their hand, and in silence they continued to listen to the wonderful melody.

Sam:

It was supposed to be a normal day at the resort, with no misadventures for the famous Pelican Town A.S.S. trinity and Farmer. And everything was relatively calm until, while playing frisbee, Sam accidentally threw the frisbee somewhere in the direction of tall palm trees and dense vegetation. Sam felt sorry for the new frisbee, and he didn’t want to litter anywhere, so he quickly ran towards the jungle in search of the item.

Sam was already far away, and didn't hear the calls of his partner Farmer, completely immersed in the search for the Frisbee. The young guitarist only experienced reality when he tripped over a rock and tumbled down the hill into a small pit.

Fortunately, Sam only escaped with scratches, but realized that he could not get out of the ill-fated pit. Therefore, he had no choice but to call for help from his spouse and friends.

"Sammy, are you okay?" "Yep baby, I'm fine" Sam felt a little guilty when he heard Farmer's worried voice. And why the hell did he go into the jungle for that stupid frisbee!

"The walls are slippery, I can't climb up on my own. Babe, can you throw off some rope?" The Farmer pondered Sam's words for half a minute until they noticed a parrot sitting next to them. "I have a better idea." With that, the Farmer smiled and took out some golden walnuts from their pocket, which they promptly gave to the parrot.

The feathered friend accepted the treat, and at the same moment flew into the air, calling its brethren to the pit. The musician did not even have time to be surprised when he felt that he was enveloped in a loud and feathery dark cloud - and at the same instant he was on the surface next to his partner.

Sam sat there in mute shock, covered in scratches and dirt and feathers, as the Farmer examined him for any injuries.

"Cupcake, are you like a parrots whisperer?" "Something like that ;)" "Wow... If I tell Sebby and Abby about what happened, they won't believe it..."

At the same moment, the frisbee fell next to him, and the parrot that dropped a plastic object nearby shouted something merrily in bird language. The Farmer nodded their head in gratitude, and all the parrots flew off somewhere into the sky, beyond the dense jungle.

Alex:

Alex has long wanted to start reading books and catch up in his youth. One of these books, which he found on the bookshelf (now his, too) of the farm, had drawings of exotic animals on it and in large capital letters: "Extreme Survival Primer."

He knew that the Farmer often went on trips, doing hunting monsters and protecting people when they weren't farming, so books like this could help a little to navigate in an unfamiliar environment. However, he also wanted to be in such a situation so that he knew what to be prepared for.

"Honey, I'm going to have an unusual request" "Yes, dear? What is it?"

The Farmer listened to Alex with all seriousness, and agreed to travel together to Ginger Island to be his guide for a day. They are very responsible for the safety of the athlete, although Alex himself grumbles a little and says that "he is not so helpless."

But once in the thick of the jungle, Alex was nevertheless grateful to the Farmer for the safety rules and the supply of healing elixirs: the athlete skillfully bypassed suspicious spiders and frogs, and when meeting with the slime, he was able to give a worthy rebuff with the Farmer.

"Hell yeah, that's my boy! Maybe Marlon will also accept you in the Adventurer's Guild as well!" Alex blushed at such praise, but tried not to show his partner how flattered he was. It didn't work out, the Farmer knows him too well.

It was a fun time and a good experience for him. Only now Alex worries about the Farmer even more when he sees at least one scratch on the face of his loved one. "It needs to be treated, because dirt can get into wound, and then infection, I read that such diseases are very common in the tropics, and also..."

Not that the Farmer would be against the protective and caring Alex, quite the contrary. But the athlete is now like a mother hen. The Farmer still loves him though :D

✨SVE bachelors:✨

Victor:

Victor and his mother have traveled to various islands throughout the Ferngill Republic, so he was delighted at the offer of the Farmer to relax together in his own house on the beach of Ginger Island. It will be so romantic! "Oh, I need to get a bottle of red wine, and ingredients for spaghetti. Is there somewhere to cook it? Great! I'll make dinner for two for us! and I also need to take a couple of books and-" "Victor, my soul, we're going there for a couple of days"

The first day was very romantic and wonderful. Just like in those advertisements for tourist packages, but here everything was real and beautiful: the sea, a colorful sunset, dinner for two, clinking glasses of wine, a beloved partner... What can I say, Victor is still a hopeless romantic.

The next day, early in the morning, when Victor woke up before the Farmer, he decided not to wake them and take a walk on the sandy shore.

But Victor's curiosity and the instinct of self-preservation, a little blunted after a sleep, led him further to the west of the island. He became interested in what kind of small hut the shore stands in general, and also to examine the wreckage of the ship.

But at the last moment, the poor fellow noticed how a tiger slime was quickly approaching him, with squelching sounds. The monster took him by surprise and Victor was forced to climb the stairs, deep into the jungle, only to realize that he had landed on a whole nest of tiger slimes!

Before he could do anything, a strange circle of symbols formed around him, and the slimes immediately crawled away. "It's pretty dangerous to wander around Ginger Island alone and unarmed. Fortunately, I was there at the right time." Victor only opened his mouth and made a lowing sound when he saw a pink-haired man in front of him. "You must be Victor, right? Farmer's partner? They talked a lot about you on our joint expeditions."

Expeditions, a sword, a blue cloak... Click!

"Are you... an adventurer? And not just an adventurer, but a member of The First Slash clan?!" Victor forgot that recently he was in mortal danger, because he recognized this man! Second in command of the First Slash clan!

He had already managed to ask a thousand questions to the surprised Lance about the life of adventurers and about the clan itself, until the Farmers ran up to them, ready to destroy everything that even dares to harm Victor. What a surprise it was when they discovered their unharmed spouse and fellow adventurer.

Well, at least it ended well. And Victor is generally delighted with such adventures. Adventurer from the First Slash clan! "Victor, are you just squeak?"

Magnus:

Magnus recently spoke with The First Slash clan's mage, and they brought up the subject of testing magical barriers against alien magic on part of Ginger Island, as after the Farmer's activities and the help of parrots, the coast has become a resort now, regularly visited by the inhabitants of Pelican Town. The safety of people is the responsibility of wizards and witches, so someone has to take care of this.

The members of The First Slash, for some important reason, cannot now go on patrol and set up a barrier, so the First Slash mage asked for the help of Rasmodius, as an experienced wizard, and the Farmer, as a talented and gifted adventurer. To which both Magnus and the Farmer agreed to help their colleagues.

Since the Farmer had already combed the whole Ginger Island and learned the area, Magnus relied on them as a guide. They need to go to different parts of the island so that the wizard casts a spell and fixes the barrier.

The first part was right in the heart of the jungle, and Magnus cursed constantly as exotic plants clung to his cloak, already soiled in the local clay and mud. Wild animals and insects did not cause him any panic: a snap of his fingers - and all the dangerous fauna galloped away. This is much better and humane than trying to harm nature.

Then they went west, closer to the old ruins of the sunken ship. The tiger slimes were already waiting for unfortunate prey, but they themselves became prey for the Farmer's sword and Magnus' spells. Now Magnus is also smeared with slime, what a bad luck.

"Razzy, do you have the concept of 'clean things' spells" "Actually, there are as many as 5, but we haven't finished the expedition yet, so... Are you calling me Razzy again? I swear, you and Camilla... I will stop talking to her, and I will divorce you altogether" "You love me too much :D" "Unfortunately, I am"

Now, the barrier is set, it will hold for several seasons. Magnus finally casts a cleansing spell - and now he and all of his robes are clean. He even used it on his spouse (so they don't waste time swimming in the sea, especially since the water is salty there!)

"I'm surprised how calmly you handled wild snakes. Although they are not poisonous, but still very impressive" "Believe me, my darling, I sometimes met such "snakes" among colleagues in the Ministry of Magic that these reptiles on the island are harmless creatures."

A job well done and a lot of praise from his partner - Magnus' trip to the jungle was a success!

Lance:

Joint patrols on Ginger Island are pretty rare for Lance. Well, actually not like that, he and the Farmer often spend time together, but usually the patrolling on this particular island are done one by one. Love, family - this is important, but no one released from the duties of the adventurer. Thankless job, indeed.

Just on this day, when Lance was ready to sail to Ginger Island, the Farmer was told that they wanted to go with him, collect some ginger and edible ferns. Lance is not against the company, especially since it is his partner.

However, he warned his love to take supplies of elixirs and keep the sword at the ready, because tiger slimes live in some parts of the island.

Although the heat and humidity were unbearable at noon, duties are duties, and two adventurers must fulfill them.

After all, Lance was right when he told them both to be on the lookout - several magma sprites crawled out from a huge cave in the volcano, which immediately attacked Lance and the Farmer. The sounds of steel rang out, the local limurs and monkeys raised a roar, but it all ended as quickly as it began - Lance and the Farmer stood in a fighting pose, and the ashes from magma sprites lay under their feet.

“Jolyne was right, the barrier had weakened. We should warn our mage to take care of it.” Lance slid his sword back into its sheath. "Well, my love, we still have time and we can devote ourselves to gathering the ginger roots you spoke about earlier."

Before you started looking for roots, Lance recommended that he cast an invisibility spell on the two of them. "We are unlikely to meet more dangerous monsters in the depths of the jungle, but I would not like to disturb the local fauna too much." The Farmer agreed with him, and they both began gathering.

Naturally, this was accompanied by constant conversations about nature on the island in general, theories about where the dwarves on the volcano came from, and many other topics.

Both of them were in no hurry: after all, invisibility allows you not to disturb the animals and do research in peace. The main thing is not to fall into the pit or step on the snake.

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It was only a matter of days before the materials for the building arrived. Ofjaet and Jyl went through the village, picking out trustworthy villagers who had skill in building. Or at the very least, could follow instruction.

Kylin had partly assumed that he and Rei would’ve moved on, but the project became an all-hands-on-deck kind of situation, and he found himself helping where he was called to while Rei was constantly dealing with disputes, as soldiers came by to watch.

Though it was an amazing and huge gift from the dryads, it did come with the flaw that the dryads let their imagination with it run wild. It resulted in a grandiose design, one that was “the simplest I could convince them to get,” as Ofjaet told Kylin. It would have one giant room that the front doors would open to. It would have side rooms of varying sizes, some lined with bookshelves. Stairs would lead to a spacious second floor with a couple of big rooms and rooms with bunks. If Kylin had to guess, he would have to say that the dryads were inspired by cathedrals and castles, bot of which they had never seen and never understood the purpose of the rooms occupying such buildings. They had insisted on at least two secret passageways, and several areas where one could hide in the walls. Each room was to be given elaborate decorations, carved into walls, doors, shelves, sills, and anywhere else a dryad thought it needed something. Every dryad of the clan had chosen one design motif to be put in the building, which was touching. But while a good portion of them had put thought into their motif, it was evident that some of the dryads had picked the first thing they could find in their excitement, creating little motifs of twigs, acorns, and spiders.

On the front doors were to be the design of three cedar trees, a tribute to the dryads who now made the very walls of the building. The doors were being done by the dryads themselves, to be delivered when they were done.

Since the center was too big to be made entirely of the dryad wood, only select parts were made by that wood, focusing on the exterior and load bearing walls, and the front doors.

Its unusual design definitely provoked questions from the villagers, in which the only answer that could be given was a resigned sigh, a shrug of the shoulders, and a “It’s just how dryads are.”

Despite all the odd requests, progress was made, leaving a giant structure surrounded by the brown and bare ground where a village once stood. The builders jokingly called it the Castle of the Veil, which evolved into a few crowns being twisted from dried vines. Anytime someone was deemed “too bossy” without good cause, a crown was placed on his head and he would mockingly be called “Your Majesty” until the crown was removed for someone more fitting.

Of course, the guidelines for crowning became looser with time, and Kylin found that even simply passing on a message could result in being crowned. In one morning, he had successfully dodged six crowning attempts.

Soon, not even the likes of Ofjaet and Rei were safe. Ofjaet merely passed on the crown with a gracious smile, a “Oh, but I couldn’t, I must abdicate” while gently placing it one the one who attempted to bestow him with it. Rei went a completely opposite direction. At first baffled and perhaps a little annoyed, he warmed right up to the joke, and then some. He appeared to be attempting to collect the crowns, demanding to know the reason one was removed, pointing to his stack if anyone questioned him, and unabashedly wearing them when talking with the soldiers causing problems.

Unfortunately, Rei’s fun had to come to an end. He had informed Kylin that he was intending to leave sooner rather later, after he was confident that things could be handled without his constantly telling the soldiers off. The morning of the day he planned to leave, he strutted around the building area, enjoying his final moments of having the most crowns before passing them off.

Kylin waited for him as he finished his rounds in the partially done main room. As he stared in the direction of where he knew the captain to be, he heard above the sounds of construction and stomping about footsteps unlike the rest. It was not the boots of a Ranger or soldier, or the footwear of the villagers. It wasn’t even the footwear of the Elves, designed to allow for soft treading. It was completely foreign to him.

He twisted around to face where the front entrance of the center was to be. His assessment that it was someone foreign was correct.

It was a woman wearing garb he was unfamiliar with. Considering the symbols embroidered on the fabric, it could be assumed she had connection with the church. It was at one time a white garment, dirtied by travel- a hooded tunic that reached her knees, slits in the sides to allow freer movement. She wore matching trousers and undershirt, completed with a gray sash, gloves, and boots with metal tips. Her hood was up, betraying strands of thick, bushy red hair. Of her face, only her eyes were exposed, the rest of which was covered by a mask not unsimilar to the ones the Rangers had.

Her eyes locked with his and she confidently strode forward. She stopped a couple feet away, head tilted back to continue staring at his face.

“I came with the hopes of speaking with your captain,” she said.

Kylin blinked, unable to come up with a single reason why this woman wanted to speak with Rei. Her accent was reminiscent of the merchants he’d heard who were from other parts of Harlofelp, and while the Veil Villages had churches and followed the religion of Harlofelp, none of them were visited by the more important sects of the religion. There was little sense in her speaking with anyone from the Veil, let alone the Rangers, who did not deal with merchants beyond ensuring safe travel, nor did the Rangers as a whole impose or decry religion.

“Who are you?” he asked abruptly.

“My name is Kendra,” she said nonchalantly. “I have matters to discuss with him that would impact all of you.”

He wasn’t about to take her at her word on that, but it wasn’t going to be his problem. He glanced over to where he could hear Rei and called out to him. He heard Rei excuse himself and head over to him.

When he drew closer, Rei opened his mouth to tell Kylin off for being impatient, but Kylin quickly gestured to the woman.

“She said her name was Kendra,” he explained before Rei could say anything. “She wanted to talk to you.”

Rei looked her up and down, eyebrow raised. “You aren’t from the Veil. What business would someone across the river want with me?”

“There is quite a lot,” she said. “Perhaps we could go somewhere a little more private to talk?”

Rei gave her a look but said nothing as he motioned for her and Kylin to follow him. He brought them to one of the tents set up for sleeping quarters. He settled himself at the small, flimsy table with folding chairs placed in the center of the tent and littered with playing cards. Kylin sat next to Rei while Kendra sat opposite them.

“So, what business do you have that you thought us?” Rei asked again.

“Thought of?” She chuckled. “Involved in. I know you are closely tied with the kidnapping of Prince Selim.”

Rei narrowed his eyes. “On whose behalf are you here?”

“I work for the patriotic organization known as the Myst,” Kendra responded smoothly. “My interests are for the wellbeing of Harlofelp.”

Rei lean back. Kylin glanced him, hoping he would have some sort of explanation. He had never heard of “the Myst”, let alone a group that considered themselves specifically patriotic.

“The name is familiar,” Rei confessed. “Don’t your people cause trouble in Chester?”

“If you had been in Chester, you would understand,” she said dismissively. “As I said, though, this is about Selim.”

Rei pursed his lips, waiting for her to continue.

“Selim has fallen gravely ill,” she said. “The royal healer, who accompanied the Crown Prince down here, claims a chance of survival, but especially now that he is back at the castle, there is no chance of that.”

Kylin bit the inside of his lip, forcing back all the thoughts htat flooded his mind. Especially the ones regarding Amelia.

“Are you suggesting that the healer intends to kill him?” Rei asked.

“Unfortunately, we cannot confirm that,” she said. “We cannot clear him of suspicion, but he may be operating with genuine motive. What we know is that someone does not want Selim to come home. Having failed to prevent that, they do not want him to live.”

“The king showed little care for him,” Kylin said, confused and annoyed. “Selim himself told us that. He isn’t even the Crown Prince. Why is he being targeted?”

Kendra pointed at him as though he had hit on something. “It is because the king does not care. Selim is the ‘prince of the people,’ the one to rely on. Not because that’s what he actually was, but because making him so put someone in control of the people. The king’s feelings and actions towards Selim are the feelings and actions he takes towards his people.”

“They want to make him a martyr,” Rei surmised.

She nodded. “Precisely. If he dies, the people will blame the king for his inattentiveness, for his lack of care. They will attempt to dethrone him.”

Rei let out a long sigh, not taking his eyes off Kendra. After a long pause, “So where do we fit into this?”

“The king will not go down without a fight,” she answered. “He will redirect their anger; he will pass on the blame. He will accuse you, the Rangers, of having a hand in his death. He will declare a war on you, and he will not just drive you out of the villages. He will seek to destroy you.”

Rei leaned forward and carefully placed his elbows on the table, lacing his fingers together and pressing his mouth against them. Kylin surveyed Kendra, searching for any hint in the exposed part of her face that would betray . . . something. What, he did not know. Perhaps a trace of a lie, that what she presented was not as grave. Kylin could not place himself as a friend of Selim’s, but he certainly did not view him as an enemy and the idea of him being assassinated was wholly unpleasant. Even more so knowing that Amelia did view him favorably. On top of that, for his murder to be used as reason to go to war against the Rangers . . . .

He glanced at Rei, wishing he would say something.

At long last, Rei said, “And what are we supposed to do about this?”

“You need to go up and clear your name by healing him,” she said. “Or at least try. If you do so, the king cannot claim that you intentionally murdered his son.”

“If we do not succeed? If he dies in our care?”

“We do not want Masitof as king, understand,” she said. “But we also do not want unnecessary war. We have people in high places who can help defend you, at the very least in the face of the people. However, if you do not show at all, we have little to support you.”

“It sounds as though you and those you are claiming to want to martyr Selim have similar goals. How do we know that this was not your plan, but have realized too late what the retaliation will be?”

“We are not the same,” she stated, almost affronted. “We do not know who they are, but the information we do have of them makes us uneasy. On the surface, they appear to want to benefit the people, to better their conditions. But the fact that they are willing to so manipulate the very people they want to help, misrepresent someone, and kill him for their sake tells us that the interests of the people are not their end goal.”

“You work in the shadows also.”

“Yes, but for the people. We listen to what they say- not tell them what they should believe.” She folded her arms and it was evident she was frowning behind the mask. “We are not asking you to fix the situation in Harlofelp for us. However, we share a similar goal in that we do not like certain conditions. Your focus is just mainly the Veil. You would not just be helping us by coming up; you would be protecting the villages from the disaster that will befall them from the king’s retaliation.”

“My issue here,” Rei said after a pause, “is that you could very well be playing me. That this is a set up, because war is actually your goal and it won’t happen unless you can directly pin the blame on us.”

Kendra nodded slowly, thinking.

“You cannot heal Selim yourselves?” Rei questioned.

“We cannot get close to him,” Kendra said. “Otherwise, we would. You, however, would have an advantage with your own healer.”

Rei looked over to Kylin. “Go find Ofjaet for me.

Kylin nodded and left. It did not take him long before he found Ofjaet. After he showed the diplomat to the tent, he remained outside, deciding it would be better to be reinvited instead of assuming that he was. Shortly, Kendra stepped out. They exchanged a glance, but nothing else. He could hear the two in the tent talking, but blocked out the words by focusing on other conversation nearby.

For Amelia’s sake, if it were his decision, he would send a party up. In addition, considering how long they helped keep Selim captive, it felt wrong to ignore him when he was in trouble.

It was not that simple, however. Given the king’s dealings with the last person from the Veil who helped his family, having the Rangers show up offering their services was unlikely to yield a favorable reaction. That besides there was the potential of involving themselves in Harlofelp’s political mess. A mess they had no part in.

“You folks building a church?” Kendra asked, breaking the silence between them as she nodded at the center under construction.

“It’s a community center,” he answered shortly. He did not particularly care for being friendly towards her at the moment.

She seemed unfazed by his lack of warmth. “Fascinating. I would have assumed you would have started with houses. But I suppose this would be better.”

Kylin said nothing in response. He was not keen on entertaining a conversation with her.

Thankfully, he was spared from any other attempts made by her as Rei and Ofjaet exited the tent.

Kendra looked at them expectantly.

“After consideration, we will send a group up,” Rei said.

“Excellent,” was her response.

“I assume you now have to inform your people,” Rei said.

“On the contrary. I will be accompanying you up,” she said. “I know the fastest way up, and it also avoids the potential of meeting anyone who really wants their martyr.”

“I see You will have to wait. I do not have everyone I was sending here and ready to go.”

“Certainly. Presuming there is a sense of urgency.”

Rei replied only with a look. “Ofjaet, as you were. Kylin, with me. Kendra, we will gather in the sixth village.”

The dismissal could not be denied. She paused, a little surprised at the abruptness of it, but decided not to say anything. Instead, she went on her merry way without even so much as a glance over her shoulder.

Rei took Kylin to the tree line, well out of earshot of anyone else. Kylin had a feeling he knew what Rei was about to tell him.

While he could agree with the decision to save Selim, he certainly did not mean for himself to go. He had never left the Veil and he had no intention of doing so.

“I am sending you up,” Rei declared, as Kylin suspected.

Kylin opened his mouth to object.

“No, I have a purpose,” Rei said, cutting across him. “You will be going not just to provide security for those I am also sending, but also because, if the opportunity presents itself, I want you to take Selim on as an apprentice.”

Rei might as well have punched him in the stomach. He stared at his captain, the blood draining from his face.

“You must certainly be joking,” he said weakly.

“I am not.” Rei’s face could not have been more serious.

“I thought you didn’t want him as a Ranger!” Kylin argued. “After all you said to him?”

“I was reluctant, yes,” Rei admitted. “But after careful thought, his joining the battle and carrying his weight, and still have the desire to join- I think that speak volumes. He still has learning to do, but I do not think he is incapable of learning.”

“And all of this political nonsense?” Kylin aggressively reminded him. “If one group wants to kill him and his father is feeling particularly unfavorable towards us . . . .”

“Which is why I said if the opportunity presents itself. Taking Selim out of the equation there does have benefits for us. He cannot be used as a tactic to start war against us. The rest of those groups can figure out politics without him.”

“So your solution is to have him join us in front of the king?”

“No one will be able to say that we were trying to kill him,” Rei countered.

“They’ll have other things to say,” Kylin grumbled.

Rei dug into one of his pouches and pulled out a copper pin of a bird with its wings folded. An apprentice pin. Rei seized Kylin’s wrist and pressed the pin into his hand.

“You will still need an apprentice,” Rei reminded him. “As per our agreement. I think someone who isn’t as young will not make you as anxious.”

Kylin stared at the pin, having his doubts about that. Selim had shown he could be strong-willed, and if apprenticed, it would mean Kylin would be responsible in keeping him alive. It was not as good a match as Rei thought.

“You will be going up with Taileia, who will be able to perform the apprentice vowing.”

Kylin barley heard him. He still hadn’t taken his eyes off the pin.

“You’ll do better than you think,” Rei said reassuringly. If only that were true.

#between the veil and crown #kylin #rough draft

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darling-i-read-it · 2 years

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The Office

Matt Murdock x Parker!fem!reader

Word Count: 1.7k

Warnings: SPIDERMAN NO WAY HOME SPOILERS

Author’s Note: I just think … he <3 I hope you enjoy!

Requested: by anon, ooo I have a request! maybe something along the lines of being peters sister and knowing to contact matt cause he was your ex (maybe some history there) and old feelings reconnect?? Fell free to change anything thx :))

Summary: the request

I don’t own these characters. They belong to author/director/creator

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You had been at work when you got the text from Aunt May about Peter and your world came crashing down around you. All of the sudden your coworkers were staring, even the ones you were sure didn’t even know your name. It was that moment that you felt your entire life shift a bit. Things would never be the same after this.

You hit Peter’s phone in your contacts but he didn’t pick up. You didn’t even bother telling your boss you were leaving; everyone knew where you were going the second you ran out the door.

Peter’s face was on billboards and huge TV’s, following your every move. Every time you turned the corner you could tell people were talking about it on the streets. You could barely make it up to May’s door and even then Peter was leaning against the door.

“No entry!” he yelled through it. You rolled your eyes.

“It’s me Peter! Your sister?!” He threw the door open and ushered you inside before anyone else could get in. He leaned against the door, staring at you. You looked at Aunt May, Happy and MJ, who were also in the apartment.

“What the fuck?” you asked, looking at him. You have been trying to protect Peter every minute of every day since your parents died. You could only do so much and then he became Spider-Man right under your nose. You pointed at the windows, listening to the helicopters outside. “How did this happen?” “I was fighting Mysterio and then, you know…he told everyone!” Peter exclaimed. You shook your head.

“They’re going to arrest you. You’re gonna need a lawyer.” You had been thinking about Matt since you heard the news. You had dated for a year before he broke up with you because of his nightly activities.

“You’re gonna call Matt right?” May asked. You pursed your lips, nodding.

“He’s the best lawyer I know. Peter sit down.” You pulled out your phone and turned around, rubbing your temples. Matt was still so high up on your phone. You thought about calling him all the time. You googled Daredevil more times than you cared to admit, reading Karen's pieces about him to make sure he was still doing okay.

He picked up on the first ring.

“Your brother-” he started.

“Yeah.” You leaned against the wall. You could feel May and Happy’s eyes on your back, listening intently to your every word. You had told Matt Peter was Spider-Man. You hadn’t planned on it but when you found out he was Daredevil you couldn’t help yourself. “Can you help?”

“Text Foggy your Aunts address. We’re on our way.” ===

Matt got there in record timing. He quickly walked in, happy to get there before the police did so that he could talk to Peter about not talking at all. You stood in the back, against the wall. You listened intently as Matt spoke, more worried about Peter than you ever had before. All this talk about murder charges…it was scary. That was your little brother they were talking about. He could never murder anyone.

“The good news is, Y/N you probably won’t be arrested. May they’ll want to question you especially because of your close involvement,” Foggy explained.

“They’ll ask if you knew. They could try child endangerment on you but it won’t go through,” Matt promised. “Call me the second they come.” Peter nodded quickly. Matt stood up, holding his cane with both hands. You pushed yourself off the wall and walked over to Matt and Foggy.

“Thank you so much for coming, Matt,” May said, shaking his hand. They had met plenty of times before. May was practically your mom and Matt and you were as serious as they came.

“Of course. You all have my number.”

“And mine,” Foggy said.

“Matt, can I have a moment?” He nodded.

“I’ll meet you out there, Foggy,” he said. Foggy patted his back and gave you a nod.

“It was really nice to see you, Y/N. I’d be nice to see you more often, you should come down to the office. Karen is like an actual partner now.”

“Did she go to law school?”

“No but we have that power. We think.” You laughed and watched as Foggy left. You and Matt moved to a more private corner of May’s apartment. You had learned to study his face while he looked forward, trying to gauge his emotions. He seemed closed off, reserved. Lawyer mode.

“Thank you for coming,” you said, unsure how to say what you wanted to say.

“You were right to call me. This is a tough spot for Peter and there’s a lot of press. He’s going to need good representation.” You nodded, crossing your arms.

“How are you?” you questioned, unable to help yourself. “I just mean…this could have just as easily been you.” None of your family members knew Matt was Daredevil, not even Peter. It was a secret you kept.

“It won’t be me.”

“You said that when we were dating and I still don’t believe you,” you said, laughing dryly. “Peter had the Avengers in his corner and it still got out. I just don’t want it to be you next,” you said.

“It won’t be me,” he promised.

“You don’t know that.” You grabbed his hand. He rubbed your hand, involuntarily. “I still care about you Matty, no matter what you wanna say.” “Karen says you still talk?”

“Yeah. She gives me every Daredevil article before it’s published.” He smiled slyly, facing so he was looking behind you.

“We broke up so you would stop worrying about me.”

“You broke up with me,” you corrected. “I never agreed to stop worrying about you.” Matt shook his head gently, adjusting his footing.

“It would do you good to stop.” “Are you saying you don’t miss me too?” It was a long shot but you had been thinking a lot about it. Matt dated girls because he was charming and didn’t like to be alone too long. Was that all you were to him?

“Your heart rates going faster.”

“So is yours,” you guessed. He chuckled dryly. You put your hand on his chest and felt the even beating. “Hypothetically.”

“I can’t put you in any more danger.”

“I’m already in danger!”

“Everything okay in here?” Peter asked, stepping inside the room you were standing in. You nodded, brushing your hand over your forehead.

“It’s okay Peter.”

“Please don’t make my lawyer hate us,” he said innocently. You smiled softly.

“She couldn’t if she tried,” Matt promised. Peter slowly backed out of the room. You looked back up at him.

“Come with me back to the office. It’s safer there for you anyway. I can protect you there.”

“Matt I won’t go if you say you don’t miss me.” “Of course I miss you,” he told you finally, frustration in his voice. You breathed out a sigh of relief.

“Okay. Let’s go.” You walked past him out of the room. You put your shoes back on and grabbed your jacket. “I’m going with Matt back to the office to help him with Peter’s paperwork. I’ll be back tomorrow to check you guys haven’t been arrested,” you called around the house. May raised an eyebrow, taking advantage of Matt’s blindness to mouth ‘things good?’ suggestively. You rolled your eyes and put on your jacket.

“I’ll see you all soon,” Matt said.

You let him lead you down the stairs and he linked your arms once you got to the large crowd of people outside. You fought your way to the car where Foggy was already sitting in the driver's seat. You got in the backseat. He turned around, eyebrows raised.

“I see we adopted another lawyer who is not a lawyer,” he said.

“It’s safer for her at the office,” Matt said smoothly. Foggy nodded slowly.

“If that’s what you want to tell yourself,” he muttered. He started the car.

===

You walked behind the two of them into the office. Karen looked up from her desk.

“I thought we might be picking up a stray,” she said, clicking her pen against the papers, making a soft thud noise. She had her hair up in a bun. She looked a little more rough around the edges then the last time you saw her in person. “I’m glad you’re here.” “Me too,” you admitted. “What can I do to help?” “Sit and look pretty, like I can see you,” Matt muttered, taking off his jacket. You rolled your eyes.

“Matthew.”

“You can come help me with Peter’s paperwork. I imagine your brother will be getting arrested here soon. I’m glad you’re here so they can’t arrest you too just for being there.” He let out a sigh, settling into the office.

“Can we just admit you were lonely without her?” Karen teased.

“Oh so lonely,” Foggy joked. Matt flushed, shaking his head.

“They’re exaggerating.” Despite that he grabbed your hand. You raised an eyebrow, trying to focus on keeping your heart beat slow so he didn’t pick up on your nerves. “Lead me to the office?” You rolled your eyes.

“You can’t play that card on me.”

Despite that you led him to the interview room. Karen and Foggy shared a knowing glance.

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elvish-sky · 3 years

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I'll Love You Forever {Thranduil x Reader}

A.N: Thank you so much for the request! I haven’t written anything in almost a week and a half, which is a long time for me, so I’m glad I was able to to get back into it with this request! I also have a really bad fear of spiders so this was good to write. I really hope all you guys like it!

Requested by anon on Tumblr: Hey, Could I requested a Thranduil x reader where the reader (she btw) is extremely afraid of spiders like even the very little ones scare her to death but Thrandy doesn't know that cause she was always ashamed to admit that fear and he only finds out her fear when she meets those big forest spiders and basically freaks out completely (then he learns she has a fear and comforts her and well, basically anything cute you can think of :) I have an awful fear of spiders lol and I always thought what would Thranduil say if he saw me screaming even to a little corner spider 😂 Thank you and I love ur page gurl keep it going :)

Word Count: 879

Pairing: Thranduil x Reader

Summary: Thranduil, your betrothed, doesn’t know about your extreme fear of spiders.

Warnings: Spiders, Angst, Fluff

**** I’ll Love you Forever

Ok, Y/N. You can do this. It’s just a spider. Deep breaths.

You held one of your hunting boots, inching closer and closer to the spider lounging on your desk.

It’s just a spider, it’s really small-

“AGGGHHHHHHHH!”

You screamed, jumping back as the spider jumped off your desk onto the floor.

You staggered backwards, trying to see where it was on your floor, until the backs of your knees hit your bed. You turned and scrambled up, leaning over to the wall where your bow and quiver hung and nocking an arrow, turning every which way to see where the spider was.

You waited there, poised, too scared to move, for what seemed like forever. Finally, you released the tension in the bow and slung it over your shoulder. You stepped down from the bed on tip-toes, not wanting to present any more of yourself as a target to the spider than possible.

Not seeing it, you sighed in relief. And then, of course, there it was, scuttling out from underneath your wardrobe like true scum of the earth. You shrieked and ran out the door, slamming it behind you and leaning against it with a breath of relief.

Of course, the King of the Woodland Realm, and your betrothed, chose that exact moment to walk by your rooms.

“Ah, Y/N. Just the person I was hoping to see,” Thranduil greeted you, leaning in to press a chaste kiss to your lips.

“Thranduil,” You dipped your head in acknowledgment, “What can I do for you?”

He smiled. “I was hoping you would accompany me on a patrol today. It’s not often that I get to go out, and it would please me greatly if you were to join me.”

So that was why he was dressed so informally.

You’d rarely seen him without his sweeping royal garb on, but the more informal clothing of the guard that he was wearing suited him very well. You also hadn’t had time alone with him in weeks, trade negotiations getting in the way. And anything was better than going back into your room where that menace of a spider lurked.

“I’d love to join you!”

You hooked your arm through his, starting to walk down the halls together. When his attention was elsewhere for a moment, you turned to the guard next to you.

“Raithedir,” you hissed.

His head turned towards you.

“There’s a spider in my rooms. Take care of it please?”

Raithedir chuckled at you, shaking his head in mock exasperation before nodding and turning back up the corridor.

Later, you sprang along the branches of the tall trees, running through the forest, completely in your element. As an elf from Rivendell, you didn’t have much experience in the realm yet, having only arrived a couple years ago, but it already was your perfect place. Your king kept up, sprinting alongside you, jumping when you jumped and ducking when you ducked. If you hadn’t thought you were meant to be together, this certainly confirmed that you were perfect for each other.

Suddenly, you froze. A horror, no, a monstrosity of a spider was approaching from the other tree. You couldn’t move. You couldn’t even think. It was huge. And a spider. And you couldn’t do anything. You just watched as it crept closer and closer and closer, your eyes widening at every movement it made.

“Y/N!” Thranduil looked worried, springing over to you and scooping your frozen self into his arms.

Thranduil ran back through the trees, glancing down at you every thirty seconds to make sure you were okay and growing more and more nervous as every time he checked you looked as terrified as before. Finally, finding a clearing he knew was far from any spiders, he set you down against a tree.

“Y/N?”

You blinked, tears filling your eyes as his voice brought you back out of the pit of fear you had found yourself in.

“Sp-spiders.”

“Shhhh. They’re gone now. You’re alright.”

Thranduil moved so that your head rested on his shoulder, putting his arm around you and drawing you close to him as the two of you leaned against the tree. His hand stroked your forearm in the way he knew always calmed you down. After a few minutes, after you had buried your head in his chest and sobbed, letting it all out, it faded to hiccupy sighs.

“Are you all right, my love?”

You nodded.

“Why did you never tell me about this before?”

You took a deep breath. “I was embarrassed. It’s not like most spiders are particularly scary, it’s a stupid fear and I didn’t want you to think less of me because of it.”

He tilted your face up to look into his eyes.

“There are no stupid fears. And nothing you could ever do would ever make me think any less of you. Nothing, my darling. I’ll love you forever.”

A smile started to grow on your face, spiders forgotten.

“Forever? That’s a long, long time.”

Thranduil nodded solemnly.

“Forever. Even after forever, I’ll still love you.”

“I love you too.”

You settled your head onto his shoulder.

“But I’ll only love you forever if you keep me away from these giant spiders.”

“Deal.”

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itsapeterthing · 3 years

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You and Me || Peter Parker

pairing: peter parker x avenger!reader

summary: your best friend, peter parker, disappeared with the snap of thanos’ fingers five years ago. when he comes back after five long years things may have changed, but you’ll always be his

a/n: okay so here let’s pretend that even if you were snapped you still aged; reblogs and replies are super appreciated!

word count: 3.3k

warnings: angst w/ happy ending, a lot of this involved the battle scene from endgame so fighting, getting crushed and tony’s death

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"Y/n? Oh my God, Y/n! Are you seeing this on the news? It’s crazy! I- I don’t even know what that is! M- maybe it’s aliens! That would mean-”

“Woah! Peter slow down!” You whispered to your best friend on the phone, sneaking into the bathroom to take the call in the middle of class. “What’s going on?”

You could hear shuffling and heavy breathing on his end, no doubt swinging across the city while holding the phone to his ear. “So I was on the bus and then I saw this big round spaceship thing so I was like ‘Oh shoot! Mr. Stark might need me!’ so I had Ned distract the bus-”

“Wait. You’re following a spaceship?” You asked, watching as the only other person who had been in the bathroom finally left. “Peter that sounds really dangerous. Maybe... maybe you should let the big guys handle it.”

Despite your best efforts to conceal it, Peter could hear the anxiety laced in your voice even over the phone.

“Y/n, I- I have to.” He told you, and you could hear him stop swinging on the other side. “If you were nearby, you would do the same thing. I know you would.”

“Yeah, and if you were in my position, you would tell me not to too.” You chuckled, leaning against the bathroom wall.

“”Yeah, because you need me there to make sure you don’t get yourself killed.” He teased.

You rolled your eyes at what your best friend had just said. Despite him not being able to see you, you knew he knew you well enough to take the hint. “Shut up!” You gasped. “At least my powers are cool! I can do magic, spider boy.”

Before he could even argue with your nickname for him, reminding you that he was “Spider-Man” and not “Spider-Boy”, he cursed on the other line.

“Shit! This guy’s huge!” He exclaimed. “I have to go, Y/n.”

“Wait!” You shouted into the phone. “Be safe!”

“You got it, Y/n!”

Holding the phone tighter to your ear, you found the courage to finally say it.

“I- I love you.”

But before you could get a reply, the line went dead.

“Y/n!” You heard a voice shout, but you weren’t able to tell from where.

You opened your eyes only to be met with darkness and a heavy weight crushing your chest and covering every part of your body. Huffing you attempted to wiggle your fingers, seeing if there was any part of you not crushed by the absolute weight of concrete on top of you. When you felt a few of your fingers able to move freely, you stretched them out, allowing the golden glow of your magic to flow from your hand.

“Y/n?” You heard again, this time recognizing the voice as Cap’s.

“Hey, Y/n’s over here!” You heard Tony shout from above, closer than Steve.

Without another word, you felt the weight thrown off of you as Steve picked up the slab that had crushed you. You looked up only to be met with the somber faces of both Tony Stark and Steve Rogers, the wires sparking and dust rising around them. Steve kneeled above you, reaching out his hand to pull you up and still coughing you accepted it.

“You okay, kid?” He asked.

Standing up and stretching out your arms, making sure you could move everything, you nodded. “Yeah,” You replied, suddenly taking in the scene around you. What felt like seconds before you had been standing in the Compound, but now you were surrounded by ash, dust and destruction. “What happened?”

You followed them as they made their way over to Thor who was standing feet away, observing the field ahead of him. You watched as Cap shrugged.

“I think we’re about to find out.”

Minutes later when you were besides Steve, picking yourself up and off of the ground, you almost wished you hadn't asked. You watched as alien ships and Thano’s army flew overhead and marched into your line of sight. You grew hopeless. Although you and the other Avengers who were at the Compound were undeniably powerful, you knew that even Steve who stood at your side, strapping his shield tighter around his injured arm was aware of the likelihood of you all making it out not only alive, but on top.

Just then, however, you heard the voice speak through Cap’s earpiece.

Turning around you watched as a singular portal opened behind him and began to feel tears prickling in your eyes- as much as you would deny crying once the battle was over. As more portals continued to open up, you couldn’t help the smile that stretched across your face, seeing everyone who had disappeared five years ago beside you again. However, there was one face you couldn’t help but search for.

You finally laid eyes on him as a portal opened up from a remote planet you didn’t recognize. At first you only saw unfamiliar faces and nearly grew discouraged until you saw your favorite spider boy swing through the portal.

Before you could see him without his mask, you spun around as you heard Cap’s orders.

“Avengers... assemble.”

With that, everything happened so fast. You were floating across the field in seconds, shooting bursts of magic out of your hands at each warrior that came your way. Knocking each of the alien warriors to the ground, you couldn’t help but check around you, watching to see if you would be lucky enough to have him fighting beside you once again.

Before the blip you and Peter had always fought beside each other. The two of you were essentially inseparable and the whole team who knew the two of you knew it. You told yourselves that it was just because you were younger and less experienced- that a buddy system was beneficial to the both of you. You knew better though.

By the time that Peter had been snapped to dust by Thanos’ fingers, you had fully accepted the feelings that you had for your best friend. You were so adamant about being beside him on the battlefield because you had to make sure he was okay- to make sure he was safe. You knew how easily distracted he could get, caught up in the moment of being a superhero, so you were always sure to look out for him and cover his back, not just for him but for yourself as well. You never told him your feelings though in fear that it would ruin the relationship you had built.

It was your biggest regret for the past five years of your life.

Knowing he was back, you needed to find him.

It was as though God had heard you and answered your prayers when once you looked up from killing another one of Thanos’ warriors, your eyes met across the field.

As soon as you saw him, you watched as he tapped the side of his neck, the mask that had been covering his face, retracting.

He looked older- five years older to be exact. The baby face you had grown to love had matured into one that was recognizable, but undeniably new. His hair was a bit longer, his shoulders looked broader and you were sure he had grown taller. All the changes didn’t matter an ounce to you though- all that mattered was that he was your Peter and that he was finally standing right in front of you.

Your hands trembling at your sides, you looked at him and dared yourself to smile.

“Peter?”

He smiled right back and in that moment you were sure that your feelings hadn’t changed a bit from five years ago. God, you missed him.

“Y/n?” He asked.

You couldn’t help but laugh, overjoyed to hear your name slipping out of his mouth again. No longer being able to hold yourself back, you ran across the space to him and he did the same. Meeting in the middle, he immediately slipped his arms under your arms and around your waist, picking you up and off the ground in a tight embrace. You were so afraid of him slipping away through your fingers- you grasped him so tightly you were sure that if his suit wasn’t made of metal, you would have left a mark on his back.

You sobbed into his neck while laughing, telling him that you missed him and that you couldn't believe he was really there.

When you finally let go, you pulled away, both of you still holding each other at arm’s length.

“You-”

“I-” Peter began.

You laughed, shaking your head. “Sorry- you go first!”

Peter laughed, shaking you while he spoke. “Has it really been five years? Dr. Strange- do you know Dr. Strange? Anyway- not important- Dr. Strange said that it’s been five years and then he did the swirly thing and now we’re here and-”

You smiled as you listened to his speech, Peter talking about what had happened when he came back after five years away, sprinkled with questions like “Was the last Star Wars movie good? I can't believe I missed the last Star Wars movie!” and “Are there flying cars now? Sorry, that’s dumb. Who needs flying cars?”. When he finally took a breath, you cut into the conversation.

“Yeah, it’s really been five years, Pete.” You laughed. “You look... older.”

“Do I really?” He asked excitedly. “How much older?”

You quirked your eyebrows at him. This was Peter alright.

“Five years older, bud.”

“Oh... yeah.” He chuckled scratching the back of his neck. “Y- you look older too... in a good way! You also have um dirt all over your face, but uh... you always... look good.”

You smiled and even after all this time you could feel yourself become flustered by his compliment. You really were his.

“Thanks.” You said. “The uh... the Compound kind of fell on me so...”

“Wait what-”

Before Peter could ask you more about you surviving a building collapsing on you, the two of you watched as T’Challa ran through the battlefield, the gauntlet in his grasp. Snapping back into the moment, you let go of Peter. As he tapped the side of his neck, the mask covering his face again, you knew what he was about to do.

“Be safe!” You shouted.

Without a word you watched as Peter shot a web that flew right by you. When you spun around you watched as one of the warriors fell to the ground, held down by the web- a blade still in his hand.

“You first!” He called before swinging away.

The moment he left, you snapped back into action, taking out warriors left and right, moving on to help others when you cleared your area.

Your bones were beginning to ache, feeling the weight of not only the building that had fallen on top of you earlier, but also your relentless swinging and fighting to not only protect yourself, but humanity. The weight of the world felt as if it was on your shoulders and no matter how sore you were- you wouldn’t stop until it was over- for better or worse.

When the beams started raining down from the large ship overhead, you fell to the ground, concealing yourself within a forcefield in just enough time to protect yourself before one rained down right above you. The impact of it hitting the ground shook the earth beneath you and you could see nothing but the golden glow of the forcefield surrounding you and dirt exploding from the ground around you.

You pulled your knees into your chest and wrapped your arms around your head to shield yourself despite the forcefield surrounding you.

“See you in a minute?” You asked.

“See you in a minute.” She smiled.

For the first time since you woke up under the pile of concrete, you could feel your chest tightening and a ball form in your throat as tears were threatening to spill over.

You thought of Natasha, the woman who mentored you for the past five years, and how she sacrificed herself for all of these people to have their lives back. She died for the cause and as you sat there with beams exploding around you, you prayed that it wasn’t all for nothing- that you would all win, that people would get to hug their family members again and that you might even get to tell Peter about how you felt.

Peter. Realizing now that you would have died if not for your powers, you wished that Peter was safe carrying the gauntlet across the field. You couldn’t bare to lose him twice just when you had been given your second chance.

When you felt the ground stop shaking under you, you unraveled yourself, looking up to see that the raining beams had stopped. Removing your forcefield, you watched as the spaceship fell out of the sky.

Being given your second chance, you used your powers, picking up large pieces of the former Avenger’s Compound building, hurling them at large groups of Thanos’ warriors, crushing them instantly. In the distance you could see Thanos, Steve, Tony and Carol Danvers scrambling for the gauntlet.

As you went to make your way towards them, however, you felt a hand wrap around your neck and pull you back. Being thrown to the ground, the warrior fell on top of you, his knife attempting to make its way into your chest. You kicked your legs towards his torso, grunting as you grabbed his wrist, using all of your strength to keep the blade centimeters away from piercing itself into your skin.

Right when you were accepting your fate, growing exhausted from not just today’s, but years worth of fighting, you watched as a look of horror flashed across the warrior’s face and in a second he turned to dust in your grasp.

Pushing yourself up and off the ground, wiping the remnants of ash off of you, you spun around and watched as Thano’s army faded away to dust, facing the same horror that billions did on that one day five years ago. You could finally allow yourself to breathe a sigh of relief as they disappeared across the battlefield, slowly turning to ash.

When you looked back towards where Thanos stood seconds before, you ran over, nearly tripping over all of the objects in your path.

When you finally made your way over, recognizing Peter immediately from behind, you followed his line of sight to Tony who was sitting up almost motionless on the ground.

You observed the way his arm was mangled up to the side of his face, similar to Banner’s earlier when he snapped half of humanity back into existence. You knew, however, that Tony wouldn’t be able to survive the same fate.

As Pepper placed her hands on Peter’s shoulders moving him to the side, you rushed to him, wrapping Peter in your arms as you held his head against your chest. As soon as he made contact with you, you could feel him tightly squeezing around your torso, crying into the fabric of your suit.

You hushed him, watching as Tony’s hand fell from Pepper’s one last time. You could feel your heart breaking in your chest over all that you had lost, but knowing in the end that you had won.

The proof of victory, although costly, was evident to you by the crying man in your arms.

A week later when the memorial was held at Tony’s house, you saw Peter again for the first time since the day he had come back. You gave him space, understanding that coming back after disappearing for five years and losing your mentor was difficult to cope with.

After watching the last remanent of Tony Stark float across the lake, Peter found you standing to the side. When you heard a branch snap from a few feet behind you, you jumped, turning around only to be met with Peter’s face.

“Hey.” You smiled.

“H-hey, Y/n.”

“How are you feeling?” You asked him, leaning against the nearby tree.

He shrugged, scratching the back of his neck. “Well... May and I found someplace to stay and all of our stuff so... that’s good.”

You smiled. “That’s-”

“I heard about Black Widow.” He cut you off, fiddling with the cufflinks on the sleeve of his jacket. “About... about how she trained you all this time and stuff.” He finally looked up at you and met your eyes. “I’m so sorry, Y/n.”

You shrugged, wiping your eyes and taking a deep breath, willing yourself not to cry in front of him. You knew that to him five years ago felt like yesterday- that he couldn’t understand how your life changed in the past five years. Regardless, it meant a lot that he cared enough to check on you when there was so much else for him to worry about.

“It’s okay, Pete.” You sighed. “She... and Tony... they did everything it took to bring you guys back. That’s what mattered, you know? Whatever it took. Any of us would have done the same. It’s just... it’s just too bad that there wasn’t another way. I just wish that I could tell her that we won- that her sacrifice was worth it- that she saved the world.”

Peter nodded, taking a step closer to you, still fiddling with his sleeve.

“So you uh.. you think it was worth it then?” He asked.

You smiled, grabbing Peter’s hands to stop them from trembling and pulled him closer to you. “Of course it was worth it, Pete.” You said. “You’re standing right here in front of me again- of course it was worth it.”

Peter didn’t say anything back at first. Instead the two of you just gazed at each other, now leaning against the tree.

When he finally broke from your gaze, he shifted his eyes to stare at your hands in his.

“Do you still mean what you said?” He asked suddenly.

You know for him it had been a week, but for you it had been five years. What you had said could be any number of things, but you knew deep down what he was referring to.

When you didn’t answer, he answered your question for you.

“That- that you loved me?”

You looked up when he spoke. Pulling your hands out of his, you placed your hand against his face, nudging his chin up to look at you. You could see his eyes still bloodshot and the bags under his eyes puffy, no doubt from crying over the past week. Even when he looked like this, you couldn’t deny that he was the most the most beautiful thing you had ever had the honor of laying your eyes on.

“Yes.”

“As- as more than-” He began stumbling over his words before you cut him off.

“Yes, Peter.” You chuckled. “As more than friends.”

You could see a smile beginning to play on his lips as he searched your eyes for any hint of doubt.

“There wasn’t, uh, anybody else?” He asked. “Even after all this time?”

You shook your head, running your thumb along his cheek.

“Nope.” You smiled. “It’s always been you, spider boy.”

Despite the fact that he always used to argue when you called him “spider boy”, assuring you that he was a man and not a boy, he always loved the nickname you held for him, reminding him that he was more than just some superhero- that he was yours.

As soon as the words slipped out of your mouth he smiled and cupped your face in his hands, pulling you in for a kiss.

It was soft and gentle, just as you had always imagined it.

For the first time in a week, you smiled into the kiss, wrapping your arms around his neck. Despite everything that happened to you two that had worked to pull you apart you found each other again every time. No matter what happened, at the end of the day it was you and him and that’s all that mattered.

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iwaisa · 4 years

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class 1-a boys kissing their crush for a tiktok

pairings: kirishima, sero, and todoroki x gender neutral reader

warnings: mild swearing, a lil suggestive, tooth-rotting fluff

a/n: this wasn’t a request, but it just happened to pop into my head and i got really excited :D

part 1 | part 2 | part 3

► now shuffling...

he has tiktok but he never posts anything

he likes watching art and cooking videos

it soothes him and it inspires him to be productive

one day he’s laying in his bed scrolling through the endless stream of videos

there’s a little break in the cooking videos and he sees one person standing alone in a room

he’s about to scroll until he reads the text at the top

“kissing my best friend”

he’s about to scroll x2 but he decides to watch where this is going

he just wants to know how to kiss you because he’s been thinking about it since the beginning

the door opens and another person comes in

they’re nearly tackled as the other person throws themself on them and kisses them

the one person mouths something and another text box pops up saying

“i love you”

and he’s like…. damn…. oh to have that be him and you

you definitely don't think kirishima likes you back since he’s so protective of you that you kinda just have to see him as that big brother figure

which he would probably die right on the spot if he heard that

but you only think that because you assume he thinks of himself as a big brother figure

but you two are basically inseparable

always doing homework together

you sit next to each other in class

and you always help him whenever he gets in a really bad mood

it's the last day of class before summer break and the class is going on a trip to the beach

you’re sitting in the way back of the car with him and since the trip takes 2 hours you fall asleep on his shoulder

he’s so not ready for what he’s about to do

the class finally gets there and everyone begins to take off their clothes to go to the ocean

you slip off your clothes to reveal a pastel red swimsuit

good job. you killed him.

look, he’s dead now. you’re so hot that you killed him and he’s foaming at the mouth.

you catch him staring with his jaw hanging open and you laugh waving your hand in front of his face

he decides its now or never

but he’s also sweating bullets because this could go two ways

1. you return the kiss and both have the times of your lives

or 2. you don't like him like that and then the rest of the day is awful and your relationship is ruined forever

he shakes his head and tries not to think too much into it as he goes to prop his phone up

you’re waiting to see which dance he’s doing

he starts the video and jogs back to you and tells you to hop into his arms bridal style

you do, and now he’s spinning you

you hop out of his arms and both of you throw up peace signs

he takes a deep breath before slipping his hand into yours

you turn to face him and he pulls you close so your bodies are pressing together

he mumbles a quick “i really like you,” before pecking your lips

he sprints to post the video and you’re just stunned

he’s holding his phone as he turns around and sees you staring at him

uh oh, time for negative thoughts 😀👍👍

he slowly comes towards you asking if that was okay

you squeal and run towards him planting a giant smooch on his cheek

“s-so you like me back?”

“isn’t it obvious?”

“hah. right. so,,, will you please be my s/o?”

he can't ask anything without adding please because he thinks its manly

you nod while grinning and he pecks your lips again before taking your hand and running to the ocean

it wasn’t until the class got back to the dorms when he noticed his video got thousands of likes with people calling you two cute in the comments

ANOTHER BABIE 🥺🥺

on your first day at U.A., sero was the one to help you get accustomed

he showed you around the school, helped you with homework (if it was something he could understand because if not then you needed bakugou there too)

he helped you find your dorm

he even helped you move furniture into your dorm

he always complimented you and your quirk and you did the same

you noticed that he tended to shy away from talking about his quirk

until you asked him about it

“i just… don't like my elbows”

“what?? i think they’re awesome! honestly they’re kind of cute”

did he? hear you right?? did you just call his elbows cute?

damn. he straight up just fell in love with you.

for someone to compliment the part of him he was most self conscious about is HUGE for him

from that point on he trusts you with his life

he's also basically like a puppy trailing you everywhere

he's in puppy love 🥺🥺

him and kaminari are hanging out in sero’s dorm

sero’s on his hammock using the foot he has sticking out to push him back and forth

kaminari is on sero’s bed leaning against the wall until he jumps up and excitedly talks about this tiktok he just found

sero isn't all that familiar with tiktok, and he's just like ‘if y/n has it then i'll get it!’

kaminari gives sero his phone so he can see exactly what he got so excited by

he watches as two people run around in a field of tall grass while smiling and laughing

at first, he's like, kaminari… are you trying to make me jealous of two people i don't even know?

but then he continues watching as one person tackles the other

and now they’re both laying on the ground, one person on top of another

said person on the top leans down and captures the other in a kiss

sero feels his face getting hot when his mind goes to you

“uh… what are you trying to tell me?”

“what i’m saying is, you need to confess to y/n. like right now.”

sero just nods, but wonders if he could do a video like that

the next day sero asks if he can meet you at a certain address and you accept because just like sero, you would do anything for him

you plug the address into your maps app and realize that it’s a hill with a cherry blossom tree atop

you feel the pink tint in your cheeks and ears continuing to grow as you visualize sero confessing to you on top of that hill

as you make your way up the hill, you can see sero clad in nice dress pants and a half sleeved button up, showing off his elbows

you blush as you notice how formal he is, before looking down at yourself

he notices you and waves you over with his signature grin

you two stare at each other for a while before he pulls his phone out of his pocket

“i want to do something with you”

you nod as you watch him set up his camera

the countdown starts and sero waves to the camera awkwardly

he asks you to stand back, and as you do, sero shoots his tape into the tree and begins to climb up

it takes a few seconds for him to get into an upside down spider-man position, and when he does he asks you to come forward

you take a tiny step towards sero, who’s hair is now falling due to gravity

he looks like such a dork 🥺🥺

hes giving you a giant goofy grin as he says “i’m getting kinda light-headed, so can you please let me kiss you?”

you nod and bend forward as you take his face in your hands

due to your position, it's an awkward first kiss

both your eyes are staring directly at each others’ necks, and you aren’t exactly able to coordinate when to move your lips against each others’

he pulls away a few seconds after the video ends

but before he can say anything, the branch snaps and he comes falling down

you yelped as he landed on his back, rubbing his head

he smiles up at you sheepishly

“sorry for the failed first kiss…”

you shake your head, sitting next to him

“i wouldn't have wanted it any other way”

you grab his face and connect your lips with his, this time more desperate

“did i tell you that i’ve been in love with you since day one?”

you plopped your head on his shoulder and he laughs

“will you please be my s/o, f/n l/n?”

you accept and you two lay down on the grass interlocking hands and watching the clouds

your video went viral because everyone was astounded that someone was able to recreate one of the most iconic scenes in movie history

this man…. has no chill

he also doesn’t have tiktok

“what is a ‘tiktok’”

oh todoroki you beautiful beautiful idiot

you describe tiktok and how you once saw a video of someone clowning endeavor

he never got an app so fast

his first and only video is him flipping off a green screen photo of his dad and nothing else

lmao

uraraka is the one to tell him about the trend

she shows a video to midoriya, iida, and todoroki that shows two people sitting on a couch and it seems that they’re watching a movie together

todoroki and iida assume that they’re dating since they look really close

they don’t even notice the caption that clearly says ‘kissing my best friend challenge’

they’re just kinda bored of it until one person turns to face the other

when they’re both facing each other they just… start making out

like its mutual

and iida and todoroki are still like “why are they posting their make out session on tiktok???”

uraraka has to explain and midoriya is just kinda indifferent about it

a few hours later and the whole class is hanging in the common area

bakugou, sero, kirishima, and sato are in the kitchen making snacks for the movie everyone is about to watch

everyone else is littered around the room - some people on couches, some on the floor, and some just standing around talking

you and todoroki are awkwardly talking and you’re laughing at something that wasn’t really that funny but that’s okay!1!

cuz todoroki wants to see you laugh all the time 🥺

ever since he first saw you he’s always harbored some crush towards you but his childhood trauma and scars keep him back from saying anything

but he’s really so touch starved

he WANTS to be with you and he REALLY wants to kiss you

uraraka catches everyone’s attention and asks todoroki if she can borrow his phone

he questions it before handing it to her

she opens tiktok and tells everyone to just start dancing

she whispers something into todoroki��s ear and he just goes stiff

literally will not move even when the video is going

suddenly he remembers what he’s supposed to do and he very quickly grabs your face and kisses you

remember when i said he has no chill? yeah, cuz he doesn’t.

he just kissed you in front of your whole class

even the four in the kitchen who came out just in time to see you two ‘eating each others’ faces’ as bakugou yelled out

you look at the ground and todoroki just assumes the worst

he asks if he can talk to you and you say yes

so he pulls you to the kitchen and asks if that was okay

you can very faintly hear the concern and worry in his voice and you look into his eyes

“i just didn't know that you liked me back”

he processes this for a moment before giving you a soft smile

“of course i like you, how could i not fall for you?”

with this, you two wrap your arms around each other and stay there for a few moments

then you two kiss again. this time, todoroki is fully aware of the intimate action you two are doing so he accidentally freezes and burns you at the same time

he apologizes and you assure him that it's alright and that the pain will subside

once you two go back to the others everyone starts cheering as they see your interlocked hands

you’re holding his left hand and he's super hot and sweaty

uraraka congratulates you two and hands todoroki his phone

you two watch the video and you convince him to post it

he finally does and that's when you see the endeavor video

you two laugh it off and sit down on the couch to cuddle as the movie begins

the video went viral since he was viral from his last video but most of the comments are saying how pretty he is (which made you jealous but he never goes on tiktok so he assures you it's alright)

#bnha #bnha x reader #mha #anime #kirishima x reader #sero x reader #todoroki x reader #eijiro kirishima #hanta sero #shoto todoroki

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thatgrumpybxtch · 1 year

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I posted 55 times in 2022

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I tagged 53 of my posts in 2022

Only 4% of my posts had no tags

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#i found this huge spider on the wall just before i did this request and threw my shoe at it

My Top Posts in 2022:

Okay so I’ve had this in my head for quite a while and idk how to really put it.. so gothic bimbo reader x Jasper hale but she’s gen z and has gen z humour etc. and any time he says something like serious and meaningful she’s all like “ew stop lol” and just brushes it off.. idk how you would write that or what u would write but pleassseeee I’m begging make it work😭 thank u <3

omg, I absolutely LOVE this idea!!

First off, he loves your sense of style. It's refreshing to see humans who are willing to be themselves and dress differently

Plus, the style would be so fitting if you ever became a vampire

Also, he is sooo confused by gen z humor, he's an old man at heart and just doesn't understand it

So he literally has to either ask you what you're saying or ask Alice or Edward

Explaining your humor to him takes forever, cause he just is so confused and caught off guard by all this new slang of yours

He also thinks you're being completely serious when you tell him to "stop" or "shut up" after he compliments you or says something sweet

But then he picks up on your emotions, and you seem to like him saying things like that?? So he just keeps complimenting you anyway lol

Overtime he begins to understand the modern slang and jokes you use and may even try to use it himself, but it just sounds so awkward coming from him

423 notes - Posted August 7, 2022

Can you write me some Sebastian (stardew valley) x reader fluff? Sebastian is my little emo boy and I love him.

Of course, I love that emo boy!! Thanks for the request, I don't get many stardew requests so I get excited when I do get them

While it's no surprise that Sebastian isn't a big fan of PDA, he will do hand-holding and short but warm hugs

On his bad days or in the mornings, he just wants to lay in bed and hold you

Playing at the pool table in the saloon together and losing

He loves seeing you wear his hoodie, plus it is so comfy and smells just like him

Handing him the tools he needs when he works on his motorcycle

He even teaches you a bit about working on bikes/cars if you'll let him

Going out for walks on rainy days, holding hands and sharing an umbrella as you do

Catching frogs together!! he will tease you if you don't like touching the frogs tho

He has such comforting hugs, it feels so safe, warm, and loving

Sitting in his lap and cuddling while he works on his computer

Helping each other take care of yourselves properly on each other's bad days <3

Making and eating sashimi together and somehow making a mess in the process

I feel like he loves holding your hand and rubbing his thumb on the side of your hand while holding it

602 notes - Posted July 4, 2022

Hello! Can i request some headcannons or scenarios of Tsu’tey from Avatar (2009)? Like maybe him meeting dreamwalker!reader in their human body for the first time? Hope you have a wonderful day.

Ofc!! I hope you're having an amazing day too

It's so nerve-wracking, sure he's seen you're Avatar body but not your human body, in some way it makes you feel anxious and self-conscious

Of course, you knew Tsu'tey loved you either way. Dreamwalker or not, he knows you, even if he was suspicious of you at first

You were getting ready to transfer yourself into your Avatar permanently, Tsu'tey was obviously your escort

Seeing him in your human form for the first time was like seeing him for the first time

He looked intimidating, he was twice your size in height and naturally built

It did take him a moment to realize it was you since you did look much different from your Avatar form, but it was like he could still sense that it was you

Of course, he treats you exactly the same with the exception of a few comments on how small or weak you look

But I promise he means nothing by it, he just wants to tease you a bit while he has the chance

However, he does treat your body more delicately as if you're glass ready to break if he even looks at you the wrong way

You may have to reassure him that you are stronger than you look and that he doesn't have to be so cautious with you

And if you ask him what he thinks of this form, he will answer honestly. You definitely look different, maybe even a bit odd. But, you still are, and forever will be, beautiful to him no matter what you look like

603 notes - Posted August 7, 2022

Hello! In back wishing to get more twilight Cullen clan Hc 🤲 please

Could I ask for a s/o that has uncontrollable actions or sounds when excited and at some point, they are so happy to see them that this happens; "I so happy you're ba- *kiss* -back, sorry"

💘 thank you

Carlisle and Esme Cullen:

They are caught so off guard but in the best way possible

Esme is so flustered and blushing if she even can blush?

Stuttering and stammering over her words

Carlisle is also flustered but hides it much better

He just mainly laughs it off but you can tell that he is so flattered

Alice Cullen and Jasper Hale:

I feel like Alice probably does things like this too!

She absolutely loves it when you do it tho

She knows it just means you love her and missed her so much and it melts her heart

Jasper also loves it but is more laid back about it

It makes him so happy to know you care so much about him

Emmett Cullen and Rosalie Hale:

Emmett immediate embraces this quirk of yours

He may even do the same thing to you sometimes!

He just really loves being shown affection, especially from you

I think Rosalie might be a little stiff and caught off guard the first few times

That doesn't mean she doesn't like it! It was just unexpected

But she does get used to it quickly, you can tell just by how she seems to melt into the kiss after the first few times

Edward Cullen:

The first few times he's a little iffy about it, especially if you're human

He's just scared of losing control and hurting you

But over time he learns how to use his strength around you and how much you can take

After that, he's so much more open to it

He does love it more than he'll admit

676 notes - Posted June 24, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Could I get HC for Cullen Clan with a s/o that squeaks when they're really happy?

Of course, thank you for the request!! I also hope you don't mind that I grouped the Cullen pairs together. Anyways, I hope you enjoy it!

Carlisle and Esme Cullen:

Both Carlisle and Esme find it absolutely adorable

However, it does catch them way off guard the first time you do it around them

They may make an odd face or raise an eyebrow but choose not to question it and become used to it over time

But they still find it so cute every single time

Alice Cullen and Jasper Hale:

You most likely reacted this way after getting a gift or surprise from Alice

Alice doesn't even bat an eye at your squeals and takes it as a major compliment

Jasper would have an amused yet pleasantly surprised smile

Emmett Cullen and Rosalie Hale:

Emmett definitely says something along the lines of "The hell was that?"

Either that or he teases you about it, but it's all in good fun

He only teases you because your squeals were cute to him

Rosalie makes an unmistakable confused face but won't say anything about it at the moment and will question you about it later on

Rose also finds it adorable but she'll never admit that out loud

Edward Cullen:

He sees it as just another one of your quirks that make you even more lovable

He'll give one of his adoring smiles and maybe a little laugh

He never gets tired of it and may give a little gift or surprise you with something just to hear it

1,123 notes - Posted May 18, 2022

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animeyanderelover · 3 years

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I’ve read some of your posts and I love the detail and effort you put in them 😌. May I request prompt 40 for Uvo from hxh?

I appreciate it. Always give my all whilst writing stuff. It’s my first time writing for Uvogin.

Warnings: Yandere themes, unhealthy mindset, unhealthy relationship, possessiveness, self harm

Prompt 40: “What I am doing? I’m punishing myself. Why? Because I upset you earlier.”

He hadn’t come to look after you for quite some time now. You guessed the tantrum you had thrown after he had tried to come near you had taught him to leave you alone. You had cried, sobbed and screamed at him to stay away, to at least give you some space to breathe after he had already taken you. And he did. He had looked incredibly hurt whilst you had yelled at him, but in the end he had silently left the room. And you were thankful for this. Thankful for knowing that not all you had thought to know about him wasn’t a lie. He hadn’t pretended to be a huge softie for you. That made you feel to some degree comforted, but it didn’t change the fact that he had hidden such a big secret from you. You knew that he had done it to protect you and to not make you feel scared of him. But that had only made the truth hit you so much harder when you had found out. He was a spider. A part of the infamous Phantom Troupe. He was a criminal who robbed, killed and did whatever he wanted to. And in all honesty, you wished you had never found out. Wished you had just chosen to stay in the house that night. Wished that you had taken a different route to the shop you had headed to that night. Wished you hadn’t seen what you had seen that night. But you had. Had seen who he really was, had seen what he was capable off, had seen that everything you had ever thought about him had been lie. Oh, how you wished you could turn back time and go back to your sweet illusion of lies you had once had of him. Because the truth hurt. It hurt so much, making you feel like someone was puncturing a blade over and over again in your chest.

And the worst part about this all? You couldn’t even hate him like you should. You had tried to hate him, tried to be angry at him. But you just weren’t able to hate him. He had made himself a too important spot in your heart. And every time you had tried to remove him, to rip him out of there you had felt like losing a huge part of yourself. How fatal attachments could be. For the most part you were just sad, disappointed, upset and felt betrayed. It was so silent in the room, yet so loud in your head. You wanted it to stop. The silence was too loud for you, too much to handle. You burried your head tightly in the pillow, feeling the damp fabric of it, a reminder of how many tears you had spilled for him in such a short time. A reminder of how much he meant for you. Was he feeling the same as you were right now? Had he ever felt bad for lying to you? Or had he done that with many others before? Leading them to believe that he loved them? Would he be capable of doing that? Your head told you yes because the Phantom Troupe was capable of everything. But your stupid heart, controlled by your overwhelmed feelings told you the opposite. He had been sincere with his every action and words, had proved to you that he really loved you. And you found yourself being scared at the thought that this all could have been an act. If it really should be then you were sure you would probably never be able to trust someone again.

How long had you now layed in this bed, bathing inside your tears and misery? Was there a clock? Did you want to find out how much of an impact this all had on you? No, you didn’t. Not knowing was a blessing, now more than ever. But you also knew that you needed to get out of the room. You needed to go somewhere where you would be able to entertain yourself a bit. Somewhere where you could get your mind off. And all of this whilst not walking into him. The last thing you needed was a new layer of heartbreak over your only few days old one. You felt like you would burst once again out in tears if you would see him. It was fascinating how much tears a human could spill. Your eyes still burned and itched from your last crying session. You didn’t want to know how you must have looked right now. But back to your plan, getting your mind a bit off. As soon as you stood on your two legs the first thing you did was stumbling back. Your legs felt like jelly. You guessed that this happened when you didn’t eat enough. But in comparison to your pain of finding out the truth your aching tummy felt numb. And yet you didn’t feel hungry at all, not thinking in your current state you could handle too much food at once in your stomach. You didn’t think it would stay in there for too long anyways. You had more important things to do than giving the growing hole inside your belly or much thoughts right now.

You slowly opened your door and peeked through the small slit. You didn’t see him. Where was he? What was he doing? You couldn’t help, but feel a bit curious. But you couldn’t satisfy your curiosity for the sake of your own well-being. A short trip to the bathroom would do for now. You slowly made your way towards it, careful to not make too much noise whilst heading to the bathroom. And as soon as you reached it you quickly closed the door and locked it, leaning against the wood and staring at the white ceiling. Good, you had reached it. What now? You hadn’t thought that far. You had only wanted to get out of this suffocating room. The bathroom with it’s white walls looked so blank. How you wished your mind could be just as blank as it. Your mind and your senses tried so desperately to find something to distract you that you noticed even the smallest and most insignificant things. The faint flickering of the lamp every few seconds, the smell of soap that was hanging in the air and even the silent sound of water in the walls. Distant, but still there. And you had never noticed how calming those small things could be, how much peace they could give a person. Why was that? Was it because these were things that didn’t change? Things that stayed the same? You didn’t know and didn’t care, only caring for the fact that they helped you calming down a bit. You were in a state of much more awareness than usually, feeling your own heartbeat drumming like a jackhammer against your chest and your breaths filling your lungs to the brim with air and then emptying it all out.

After a few minutes of just emptying your mind a bit out you decided to wash your face, wanting to wash all the traces of tears and snot away. The cold water against your skin felt oddly refreshing and helped washing a bit from the heaviness and tiredness out of your eyes, alleviating the burning itching. You let a small content sigh out. Such an easy thing, a daily trip to the bathroom, had helped you so surprisingly much. When you looked up you couldn’t help it, glancing shortly at the mirror right in front of you. You weren’t really surprised by how you looked like. Just as horrible as you had expected. Your eyes were red and swollen and you even saw light red trails on your cheeks due to all the tears you had cried. Your hair was disheveled and you had dark bags under your eyes. Just as horrible as you had expected. You stared for a moment or two just at your reflection before turning around and leaving the room, feeling a bit better now. Still not fine, you doubted you would ever be. But much more calmer. It was already very dark. And you decided that you would now do the only thing that always helped you forgetting everything for a while. Sleeping. But just as you passed the stairs that led downstairs you suddenly perked up, head slowly turning towards the stairs. What was that? You were sure you had just heard something. Was Uvo downstairs? You focused all your energy on your sense of hearing, trying to detect that noise once again.

There it was! You heard it once again. Sounded it like came from the kitchen. You tried to identify what exactly it was, finding your body stepping down the first few stairs to hear it better. But it was still too faint, forcing you to take a few more steps. And more and more and more until you found yourself at the end of the stairs. The door to the kitchen was in your field of view, the light shining under it’s gap telling you clearly that Uvogin was in there. You shouldn’t be here. You should lay in your bed and try to forget all about him. And yet...And yet you slowly tiptoed closer, feeling to your huge dislike worry bubbling up inside of you. You shouldn’t be interested or even worried about him. So why? You stared with mixed emotions in your eyes at the door, pressing your lips together. What if he would sense you? No. What if he had already sensed you? You stood there, waiting for something to happen. But nothing happened. If he had sensed you then he had decided to ignore you. So you slowly leaned in closer, pressing your ear against the door in a more or less pathetic attempt to try to find out what was going on behind this door. You heard the muffled sounds much more clearer now, but still not audible enough to detect what it was. You felt slightly frustrated, squinting your eyes together to focus better.

And that’s when you finally had an idea about what it was. Your eyes widened and you stepped quickly away from the door, unsure about how to feel about this. Was he...crying? You found your heart clenching at the thought of it. Uvo was always such a cheerful and positive man. But you were sure that you had heard him sobbing behind this door. But why? Because of you? Had your act earlier this day hurt him really that much? Had you been too harsh, went overboard? In your opinion you had reacted like every human would have when finding out that their boyfriend was a criminal. Who wouldn’t lose it then? But perhaps you could have tried to make the effort to listen to him. Perhaps you could have stopped yelling and screaming at him. Why were you still so carrying for him? After all he had done? After all the life’s he had taken? Why? You knew why. Because he had always been there for you too. Whenever you had been stressed out, had been upset about something he had been your shoulder to cry on. He had listened to you, had comforted you and had always brought you gifts to cheer you up. It didn’t feel right to let him be sad now. Not after all he had done. You didn’t do it because you loved him. No, you did it because it would be only fair to comfort him for once too. That’s at least what you tried to tell him. In reality you started to feel hella guilty for acting like such a brat. He could have killed you or broken your bones if he had wanted too. But instead he had just brought you in here, not forcing or pushing you to anything.

You took one final breath before knocking lightly on the door. The noises behind the wood stopped abruptly. You waited for a few seconds, wanting to know if he wanted you to see him in such a state or not. Nothing came and you took it as a sign that he didn’t have anything against you coming in. So you slowly cracked the door open, peeking inside the room. It was hard to overlook him, his tall build was an eye catcher. He was sitting on the floor, leaning against the wall with his head hanging low. It was a very strong contrast. This position just screamed weak. He looked so vulnerable right now. That definitely increased your worry. You stood there unsure about what to do for a short moment before you slowly stepped closer to him, gazing over his hunched over form. “Uvo?” Your voice sounded very hushed and gentle. You just couldn’t help, but speak more softly to him. He had always done it when you had been crying. He didn’t react. He seemed to try to make himself even smaller which was hard given his height. Oh god. You felt guilt crushing you, telling you that it was your fault that he was like this. You stopped when you were a few feet away from him, your thoughts stumbling over each other. You really wanted to help him, do something. But a small part still held you back, screaming at you that this was a criminal who could crush you at any moment. And that’s when you suddenly noticed something. His one arm...

“W-what are you doing? Y-your arm...It’s broken. So why...?” You just stared shocked at him. It was hard to see due to him being hunched over. But you were sure that he was pressing with his other hand against his broken arm which was twisted in a abnormal way. But if his arm was really broken then why hurting it even more? “What I am doing?” His voice sounded strained, the pain audible in his voice. “I’m punishing myself.” You paled when hearing this. He was punishing himself? “W-why would you do that?” Your voice was shaking, terrified with what you were seeing and hearing. He let out a half-hearted and half-pained chuckle out, sounding almost amused. As if thinking that it would be obvious to why he was doing this. “Why?” And that’s when he finally looked up, looking you straight in your eyes. Sweatdrops were visible on his face and he had forced a smile onto his face, trying to mask the pain he was in, but failed miserably. “Because I upset you earlier.” Your mind froze at this, staring with non believing and wide eyes at him. Was he serious?! He-he just broke his arm for the reason because he had upset you earlier?! No,no,NO! This wasn’t what you had wanted! You didn’t want him to suffer like this! At least not because of you. You hated it when people suffered because of you. You preferred suffering yourself than letting others be in pain because of you.

“Stop this.” Your voice was trembling, yet firm. “I-I don’t want you to hurt yourself.” You tried your hardest to not cry, forcing the tears collecting in your eyes back. You needed to stay strong. For him. Just like he had always stayed strong for you. Uvogin looked slightly confused up before laughing a bit. “Why do you care? Didn’t you yell at me before that you hated me and wanted me to disappear? Judging from your words I thought you wouldn’t care...” Bitterness and heartbreak was audible in his voice and visible in his eyes, making you feel downright like trash. You hadn’t meant those words. Not a single one of them. But it had just been too much to take for you. Some really small part told you that this was your chance to run, to hurt him, do something. But you didn’t. Because you knew he wouldn’t do anything. He wouldn’t run after you if you would storm out of this house. He wouldn’t defend himself if you would attack him. He would just...do nothing. You knew him. Uvogin had always looked strong for you, had always come over as your strong protector. But now he displayed weakness. Right in front of your eyes. Why would he do that? To show you that he wasn’t some kind of wild animal that just killed for fun? To show you that he wouldn’t hurt you?

Silence fell over the both of you, he just sitting there and avoiding eye contact whilst you were staring at his form, deeply in thoughts. “I...don’t hate you. You know that, right?” It came out without you thinking really much, just blurting it straight out. That gave you a visible reaction from him. He flinched and darted his eyes at yours, giving you a look of slight confusion, but also hope. And that hope made you feel ticklish on the inside. You knew that you hadn’t lied. You didn’t hate him. You could never. That didn’t mean you could forgive him that easily either. But if the both of you were suffering that much because of this then you two should also start working on it together. Hurting alone was stupid. You stepped to him until you stood right in front of him, grabbing his not broken arm and gently tugging on his hands. “Come on. Stand up. I-I’ll do first aid on your arm.” If there had been ever a doubt in your mind about what you were currently doing was wrong it was blown away to dust the moment you saw the gratitude and relief crossing Uvo’s face, grabbing your,in comparison to his, small hand and stood up, flashing you a smile. A sincere one, filled with warmth and love, making you yourself feel suddenly very warm. You returned his smile gently. And suddenly you felt very confident that the both of you would find a way to make this up.

#yandere hunter x hunter #yandere hxh #yandere uvogin

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Arachnid Enigma - Irondad and Spiderson

Inspired by a headcanon from @cassiecasyl

“I just had this thought... Tony suddenly gets hyperfixated on spiders and noone knows why. The first time the Avengers notice it's on a mission and it's not weird, he's a genius after all, they figure he just knows stuff. But then he begins rambling about spiders randomly. And sometimes he speaks about some issues like it's personal experience but he doesn't have a pet spider, Nat confirmed that?? What is going on???”

And an addition to it by @savvysass

“Lmao then spiderman walks in and they r like ah. Ok.”

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Also, this is an Irondad and Spiderson fic. I do NOT ship Starker for obvious reasons. If you do, I would like you to leave my blog.

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There have been several times Tony Stark has displayed a fascination with arachnids. The first time Tony ever mentioned spiders was on a stealth mission in Bhutan where a HYDRA base had been spotted. It was supposed to be relatively easy, break in, grab intel, don’t be seen, and get out. It was a successful mission but not everything went according to plan.

“I’m in” Steve spoke into his comms as he looked around the HYDRA base he had just infiltrated. “No sign of any people, just a lot of spiders and dust”, he added, eyeing the critters that scuttled around the dark and grimy area.

“Of course there are,” Tony commented, “HYDRA isn’t exactly a stickler for cleanliness, and spiders love dirty, sooty, nasty areas to live in”. Steve proceeded to roll his eyes at the obvious remark. It was just Tony being Tony.

“Has everyone managed to locate the entrance?”, The Captain inquired, getting plenty of affirmative responses. Soon enough, everyone managed to enter the building and joined Steve in the large room he stood in.

There was no illumination except for the few rays sunlight that filtered in through the cathedral window. Just as Steve had said, there was an immense amount of dust settled all over the floor, window, and grand staircase that led to the second floor, along with a lot of arachnids. Clint stepped forward, accidentally crunching a couple of spiders under his foot. Tony clenched his jaw tightly, “Don’t. DO THAT!” he hissed extremely loudly, alarming everyone.

Clint gulped, “Geez, sorry”. Unfortunately for the team of heroes, Tony had not only surprised his colleagues but the occupants of the building too. Shuffling and a lot of movement was heard, and before the Avengers could retreat, the enemy confronted them.

“Great work Tony”, Natasha mumbled angrily under her breath when she saw several HYDRA agents rushing down the stairs. Earth’s mightiest heroes worked quickly and efficiently to take out the flocks and flocks of operatives running at them. Although it wasn’t a very hard job, it still took out the stealth element out of their job.

After the oncoming threat was wiped out and the data they needed had been collected, the team swiftly exited the base and entered the quinjet where Bruce was waiting for them. “What happened?” the scientist asked, inspecting his friends who were covered in gore.

Sam sighed, “Tony happened”, he stated simply.

Another time Tony spoke of the arachnids was when they had a day off, and decided to spend them with Clint’s family at their farm. It was around now that a few of the heroes began to suspect that Tony wasn’t just knowledgeable about the eight legged critters, but he was utterly fascinated by them.

“Thank you again for having us Laura” Wanda said, earning a kind smile from Clint’s wife.

“It was no problem at all!” she responded, putting together some quick snacks for the whole team.

The Avengers had a great time with the Bartons. Chatting and laughing, gossiping and giggling. It was fun. Just before they were about to leave and as Clint kissed his wife goodbye, a little shriek was heard. It was Nathaniel Barton.

Everybody was alarmed at first, thinking something terrible had happened to the boy, but when they saw the cause, they couldn’t help burst out laughing. A large house spider was crawling on Nathaniel’s show. Although spiders were the cause of a rational phobia, the team of heroes did not fear the hairy critter before them.

Tony stepped forward and picked up the spider, placing it somewhere it would be safe, and also where Nathaniel wouldn’t freak out over it. He then turned to the youngest Barton child, “Don’t worry kid,” he began “spiders are great creatures! Honestly, they’re really cute, and nice, and brave”.

Thor snickered, “You speak of spiders as if they’re people”. Tony opened his mouth to say something, but then hurriedly shut it and looked away from the group. Tony was quiet. That was a first. What was happening to Tony?

Meanwhile, Rhodey stood in the corner, looking at the confused glances his friends gave each other as they attempted to figure out what was causing Tony’s new behavior. He smiled, and this didn’t go unnoticed by Loki who narrowed his eyes slightly and chewed his lip in thought. What did Colonel James know?

To mention one more instance in which Tony displayed an unusual interest in spiders was just the day after the Avengers visit to the Bartons. Nick Fury had brought his pet tarantula to work and the team was crowded around it.

“What’s his name?” Sam curiously inquired.

“It’s Bert,” the director responded, sounding rather bored, “I got him from Agent Hill’s house, she despises spiders”.

Tony looked at Maria, who was standing quite far away from Bert, cautiously watching him. “Don’t be scared Maria!” he exclaimed, “They’re gentle, come closer”. The agent’s eyes widened in fear and she rapidly shook her head which made a few of the Avengers chuckle. “Come on”, Tony encouraged.

Maria looked around the room for an escape, but seeing that everyone in the room had conveniently blocked the exits she sighed and walked closer. “Go on and pet him”, Fury remarked, clearly amused at the situation. Agent Hill desperately wanted to refuse but she didn’t want to chicken out so she carefully held out a finger and ran it over the tarantula’s hairy body.

She wanted to puke.

“See! It’s not so bad!” Steve said, smiling at her. Still, the agent quickly pulled away. Spiders were definitely not her thing. “Yes, spiders are just as scared of humans and some humans are of them,” Tony began, “they’re quite shy actually but very gentle! They won’t hurt anybody unless they feel provoked-”

“What is it with you and spiders?” Bruce cut him off with a playful grin. The genius billionaire playboy philanthropist froze and all the humor initially on his features disappeared. Everyone noticed this change in behavior and Bruce fidgeted uncomfortably, believing he had upset his lab buddy. “I mean... you just speak of them a lot, do you have like a pet spider or something?”

Tony remained quiet but Natasha answered, “No, he doesn’t have any pets”. The group turned to the redheaded assassin and she shrugged, “What? I’m a spy, I know stuff”.

A silence fell over once again, and it was interrupted by Tony. “Oh! I got a business meeting soon, see you guys later”, and with that, he turned and trudged away just as Phil Coulson walked in. Tony bumped into him, “Sorry Agent” he mumbled quietly before proceeding to walk out.

Phil shot Nick and Maria a confused look, and both returned it. The Avengers on the other hand knew for sure something was up.

The last time the Avengers wondered about Tony’s obsession with spiders was also the time they found out its cause. The entire team was just about to enter Tony’s lab.

“Sleep well spidey boy” are exactly the words the Avengers heard Tony whisper before they could walk into his lab. They all heard it, and looked around at each other for confirmation that they were hearing the right thing. They then proceeded to have a conversation right outside Tony’s work space. A quick one, in which they decided it was time to confront Tony about his spider problem. There was nothing wrong with loving them, but talking to a spider? This was unhealthy.

So they opened the door to the lab and walked in on a very surprised Tony Stark, his face paled, but he regained his composure. “Heyyyy, what’s up guys?” he asked, casually leaning against a wall.

His superhero friends looked at him sadly and Steve stepped forward, “Tony, I think it’s time we talked about-” he was interrupted by a snore. Captain America agitatedly glanced back, “Can you guys please be serious?”, he requested. However, everyone behind him was looking confused.

Then a cough was heard, then another, it then developed into a coughing fit. Then there was silence. Until there wasn’t. “Oh shoot! I am so sorry Mr Stark, did I disturb yo-... OH MY GOD IT’S THE AVENGERS!”, a voice came from the ceiling. The group collectively looked up and saw a boy, no older than 16 with wavy brown hair and adorable doe brown eyes gaping at them.

Tony tiredly rubbed his eyes, “Hope you had a nice nap Peter,” he said, “Come down now”. The boy, Peter, obliged and hopped down from the ceiling without injuring himself.

“How did you do that? Stick to the ceiling I mean” Bucky asked.

Peter looked at the super soldier and smiled brightly, “I’m spiderman!”, he practically yelled, “It’s what I do!”. The Avengers all looked at this young boy in shock.

“The kid from Queens?” Wanda asked.

“Yea, the kid from Queens,” Rhodey confirmed, “Tony kept Peter a secret this whole time as so not to endanger him”.

The billionaire nodded and smiled sheepishly, “Secrets out now I guess...” he murmured.

There was silence, it wasn’t awkward or comfortable. It was the kind of silence that hung in the air after a huge revelation... It was astounded silence.

Tony broke it, he placed a hand on Peter’s shoulder and began guiding him out the room, “Come on kid, let’s go get some cheeseburgers”. With that, they stepped out the lab and left the rest of the people still standing there, completely appalled.

Steve turned back to the group he had led into the lab, “Well... that kind of explains the interest in spiders I guess...”

@emma-elsa-0000 @lost-lunar-wolf @joyful-soul-collector @teammightypen @blerghfish @incorrect-spiderson @only-love-can @badmcuposts @cassiecasyl @savvysass

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charming-2d-boys · 3 years

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36, 29, 12 for feitan please 😼

An abundance of Feitan requests ♥️

Thank you for requesting! 🙇

12. “Give me attention.”

29. “How is my wife more badass than me?”

36. “That was kind of hot.”

A/N: I’m extremely sorry for not posting and being so absent, it’s exam period here right now until the end of January and things are hectic and confusing also on the verge of dropping out 🙃

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If anyone would’ve asked you how you’d managed to reach this point, married and with a kid already, you weren’t sure about what you’d answer. How could you tell them that you were married to one of the most ruthless members of the Phantom Troupe? Or that you got married a few years after meeting and dating? And that right now, you were at an amusement park, both of you watching as your little boy was running around, looking at all of the people dressed up as characters and all the rides and sweets available? Yeah, you didn’t know how you’d be able to explain, but you didn’t need to. Nor did you really want to. Feitan’s lack of care for what others thought about you was probably rubbing off on you.

“Be careful!” You said loudly, hoping your son would listen and won’t run off, out of your sight, or trip. Though you had a feeling that if it did happen, Feitan would be fast enough to catch him. Luckily, the park wasn’t so crowded, so you could see him pretty well. A few seconds later, your kid came back, smiling widely as he came between you and your husband, holding onto both of your hands as he tugged you after him, rambling about wanting to go and hug one of his favourite mascots. Both you and Feitan smiled at his enthusiasm and let yourselves be tugged. You soon saw one of his favourite TV show characters, taking pictures with various other kids while your son was bouncing up and down as he looked up at you with a pleading gaze.

“Wait for your turn and be polite when you ask them, okay?” You didn’t really think he’d do otherwise, but it was good to remind him since he seemed so enthusiastic. Your son only nodded before you both waited for his turn to come. When he went up to the mascot and you heard him politely ask for a hug and a picture, you couldn’t be more proud to be one of his parents.

That was how you spent the day - your son’s birthday, to be more precise. Going to different characters to take photos, eating, going on the appropriate rides for his age, buying souvenirs... Even Feitan came with you, even if his expression was pretty sour. He didn’t really enjoy such childish activities, but he was willing to put up with it for the day. Truth be told, if his son came to him to play, he hardly ever refused, he was that whipped.

Even as you were opening the door while holding a bag full of souvenirs you’d acquired, you could see Feitan holding your son on his back. He had fallen asleep on the way home, tired from running around and eating to his heart’s content. You just had to take a photo, it was too cute to not do it. Feitan grumbled when he saw you smile at your phone, moving to your son’s bedroom to put him to bed. You arranged everything you’d bought before changing into more comfortable clothes and heating some leftovers from the day before for you and Feitan to snack on. When he came back, also dressed in his home clothes, he sat down next to you and took some food while you looked through the photos you’d taken the whole day. The smile on your face made Feitan happy, knowing that all of you had had fun.

Well, that pretty much ended when you only continued browsing the photos, occasionally eating. Now that your son was asleep, Feitan wanted to spend some well-deserved alone time with you and wanted all your attention to be on him.

“Give me attention.” You spared him a glance, smiling before you cuddled up to him, also showing him the photos you’d taken. Feitan could’ve taken your phone and put it away, but seeing those pictures with you and having you close was a good compromise as well.

The memories of the day were still fresh in your mind, but seeing the photos, you discovered different things that you hadn’t noticed at that time: unflattering expressions; a baby curiously looking at the camera, probably curious about the coloured accessory tide to the phone; a brother and a sister shoving ice cream and fairy floss at each other’s faces. Some of them were honestly funny and others just plain weird, but it was all in good fun and you hoped to develop them and make another photo album. Feitan loved showing some of the photos to the Spiders when they asked him or you. After all, your son was also considered someone close to the Phantom Troupe and would be protected at all times, no matter what.

“Look at this one, Fei!” You laughed, showing him a photo of you and your son. You were holding your kid, who was laughing and having the time of his life, behind you while you had a toy sword - that he’d wanted - towards a dragon mascot, whose hands were up in the air as a sign of surrendering to you. Feitan snorted.

“How is my wife more badass than me? Protecting our son while I was just a background character.” He tutted, shaking his head as an arm went from your shoulders to around your waist, pulling you in.

“Well, daddy was busy buying us drinks, which is why I had to ask another mascot to do this for us. But don’t worry, I’ll protect you as well if I have to.” You smirked and he snorted again, pinching your side in retaliation. He could protect himself and the two of you just fine.

“Still, that was kind of hot.” Feitan knew how you could be when you were truly mad and though he found it sort of funny and attractive, he always thanked whatever was up there when it wasn’t directed at him. It rarely happened, but still. Watching others be on the receiving end of your anger was always entertaining. And anyway, if anyone had a problem with you or his kid or even him, they’d soon realise that they’d made a huge mistake. After all, he vowed to take care of his family.

“Look at this one, isn’t it cute? I’ll print it and put it on the wall.”

“No way.”

“Yes way. Our son is the cutest and he definitely took after you. Look at his cheeks!” The photo in question was the last one you took. Your son’s cheek was squished against Feitan’s shoulder, as his arms were dangling on each side and he was being carefully held, while Feitan was smiling lightly, an absolutely enamoured look in his eyes as he caught sight of his son’s face so close to his. A true father-son moment. “I can’t wait to show this one to the others!” You were too enthusiastic, but Feitan wouldn’t have it any other way.

#500 followers event #hxh #hunter x hunter #hunter x hunter x reader #hunter x reader #feitan #feitan portor #feitan x reader #feitan portor x reader #hxh feitan #hxh writing

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silence-burns · 4 years

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Please Hate Me //part 40

Fandom: Marvel

Summary: Based on: “Imagine having a love/hate relationship with Loki.” by @thefandomimagine Who would have thought that babysitting a god could be so much fun?

Genre: slow-burn, enemies to lovers, smut - please go easy on me, this is my first smut

"Darling, as much as I appreciate your concern, I'm still not dead," Loki mumbled, his head thrown back.

You shushed him, lighting yet another candle and staging it around the bathtub. A shelf in the bathing chamber was full of them, just waiting to be used.

Loki sighed as the flickering flame joined the others like a lone violin bringing an entire orchestra together.

The water was a blessing made of warm touches and muscles slowly relaxing. Whatever oils and foams you added to the bath were clearly a good choice judging by the soft, fresh aroma filling the air. Loki was not sure how long he had spent in the tub, and he cared little in finding out.

Your hands worked wonders on his scalp and he couldn't help a small groan from leaving his lips.

"Someone's enjoying himself," you said into his ear, fingers washing the soap from his neck. The loose robe draped over your shoulders slowly came undone the more you moved. He kept an eye on it from under lowered lashes.

Loki wished you'd join him in the tub.

The air was heavy, and not only because of the steam fogging up the room.

"How could I not?" he asked, craning his neck to look at your kneeling form behind his back.

You put some of the foam on his nose. Loki didn't mind, and even if he did, he did nothing to stop you. He was spread lazily in the huge tub sunk into the polished, tiled floor. He took up much of the space, and looked good doing so, with the thick foam covering most of him, and only certain, oiled parts of his body rising above it like a greek statue half-submerged in the ocean.

Your fingers followed the curved lines of his arm and down to his hand, raising goosebumps in their wake. Loki's chest rose with an uneven breath.

You were glad about his magic working again - Loki spent a lot of time healing the cuts and bruises you'd earned during the day's events. You could certainly get used to having injuries wiped away so easily. And you could certainly get used to having him so close.

The robe's sleeve slid a little further, uncovering some collarbone that Loki wanted nothing more than to taste.

Violet light seeped through the windows and the light breeze from outside playing with the thin curtains. A few yellowish lights passed through them soundlessly, hovering in the air for a moment before disappearing again.

"I wish this peace could last," you said into Loki's shoulder.

"It's not like I enjoy being chased by spiders the size of a cow either. The Edge isn't always so… hostile, though, we just chose a bad time to pay it a visit."

"How many times have you been here?"

"Twice, as a part of my father's court during official visitations. The first time happened when I was a child and had read hundreds of volumes about this place. I wanted absolutely nothing more than to visit its secret treasure trove. It's speculated to contain some truly marvelous things, but no one from the outside has ever seen it in person."

"I think I can see where this is going…"

Loki felt your smile in the crook of his neck, raising goosebumps.

"It didn't take me long to excuse myself from the welcoming feast, but sadly, neither did it take long for Thor to notice my absence. By the time he caught up to me, I had already been halfway through the locks and protection spells, so we both agreed to have just one look inside, just a peek, really."

"Was it worth it?"

Loki's face lit up with the memories. "It was more than worth it, love. I only saw it for a few seconds, but the sheer aura of the collection was enough to take my breath away. The Edge is a space of high magical density, and the things that sometimes grow or appear here are one of a kind. I wish I had seen more, but I only had a few seconds before Thor waltzed into one of the traps…"

"So you overlooked some?"

"I didn't," Loki stated with dignity. "I simply didn't think anyone would be stupid enough not to notice that one. I admit I might've overestimated my brother's wits, but that's all." He raised a hand and waved it as if he were dismissing the thought.

"Wait, is that why Thor's no longer welcome here? He mentioned an old incident. So you left him there to take all the blame?"

A barely noticeable blush crept onto Loki's cheeks.

"That was not my plan. I had only recently begun training with teleportation, and in my childish pride I thought I'd manage to get us both to safety. A few miscalculations later, I found myself in that beautiful river near the castle walls, and Thor was left in the trove, where he was taken care of long before I managed to scramble to the riverbank and back to the feast. "

"Your father must've been delighted."

Loki closed his eyes. The rage of Odin on that day was something the Asgardian were talking about for weeks to come. "...you've got no idea."

You chuckled and kissed his cheek before standing up. "Don't think about him now. Focus on something more pleasant. We've earned ourselves an evening off."

Loki watched you head toward the bedroom. The robe you wore was a thin, flimsy thing that fluttered over your knees and occasionally rode higher. Despite the bath turning cold, Loki was far from feeling its chill. To think that even after almost having been killed on the same day, you were still in the mood for jokes and teasing… He was lucky. Very lucky.

There was little he could do to show his gratitude - being locked up in that suite made things difficult from a logistical side, but there were still a few ideas up his sleeve.

Loki got out of the tub, sprinkling the scented water around the tiles. A few wild faeries - strange, bird-like creatures the size of a sparrow - were chittering outside the window, apparently arguing over a dead bug's corpse. Loki eyed them carefully while he took a robe in palest shades of green, but nothing suggested they were thinking about entering the bathroom. Still, Loki made sure to close the door firmly behind him. The last thing he needed right now were third-party intruders.

The carpet was soft under his bare feet as Loki neared the chimney. Fire slid down his fingers and burrowed into the wood. You watched him, sprawled on the bed.

"Someone's in a good mood," you noticed. Light played tricks with the shadows over your face.

Loki stalked closer with a smile that made your heart skip a beat. The mattress moved under him as he laid down next to you - close enough to let you feel the heat radiating from him.

"Why shouldn't I be?" he asked in a voice low and pleasant.

"I didn't think being chased by a monster had that effect on you."

"Maybe it was the company that made it that way?"

You couldn't help the soft smile from spreading across your lips, despite how cheesy he sounded. And why should you try to stop it? You were happy. The Edge was not exactly what you thought it'd be. Its magic was stranger than you'd prefer. The investigation got more and more complicated, which made this whole situation widely different from what you'd expected. And yet, there was no denying that there were still moments of simple, unapologetic fun. There were moments of wonder. And there was the person that made everything better.

"I love you," you said, hand brushing over Loki's brow.

He kissed the inside of your palm. "How convenient then, that I share this feeling."

He leaned over you, doing what he'd imagined a hundred times. He'd never get tired of how sweet your lips felt on his, moving slowly and patiently, learning every part of him. A half-breathed groan escaped him when Loki felt you open up. Blush blossomed on his face as he mapped the soft inside of your mouth with his tongue.

Your arms wrapped tightly around Loki's shoulders, pulling him further onto you, and he was more than happy to oblige. Your bodies joined, sharing the warmth and the softness, save for the thin pieces of clothing still somehow between you. Loki could feel you moving, your muscles tense and shifting with every stroke of his hand venturing over your side.

Cautiously, Loki slid his leg between yours, in a question and a plea. He wouldn't push you into anything you didn't want, so he waited for you to choose.

You felt him smile into the kiss that was stealing your breath away quite literally, as Loki settled between the legs you opened for him. With the heat rising in every place he touched, you couldn't help but nudge his hips even closer, too needy to wait.

Loki devoured every whimper you fed him like a starving man. He accepted the silent request your knee was writing on his hip, and pulled more of his weight on you, his flustered face a mirror to yours.

"Is this okay?" he whispered into the soft skin of your cheek, flushed and shining with a thin layer of sweat. His hand froze around the hem of your robe, your bare skin so close he could almost feel it, but wouldn't dare to just yet.

"Yes," said the lips already swollen, half bare without the cover of his.

Loki felt his body start at the intensity in that word, and he couldn't help but mark his thanks into your skin, and over the soft, sensitive edge of your earlobe that sent the shivers down your back and made your fingers clutch his hair oh, so tightly.

"Are you sure?"

The bastard toyed with the fabric, his knuckles brushing ever so slightly over the skin that was more than ready to be painted by his touch. He twirled it between his fingers in a manner that made you imagine all sorts of things they were capable of elsewhere.

"You really are an asshole, Loki," your voice came out raspier than you expected.

"Isn't that why you love me?"

The heavy-lidded mess you'd become looked at him in a way that made Loki's resolve melt between one heartbeat and another.

"Of course it is."

A sigh escaped him, barely audible over the blood pulsating in his veins. It sang poems he wrote down word by word over the accepting curve of your neck as he moved slowly, meticulously down, not sparing an inch of skin from his attention. It tasted like heaven and he made sure you felt it with every nip and lick he took, tasting your desire on his tongue.

His hand finally listened to your requests, and left your robe, moving it carefully away. The calloused fingers palmed at your heated thigh, drawing patterns of devotion with each stroke they made. The goosebumps he could feel made his hand shake just a little, as if he was struggling to keep it from squeezing too hard and too needily. Loki wanted to take his time on you, expressing everything that had been growing in his heart for so long, in every way his dreams had already teased him with. It'd been so difficult to stay focused and slow when all he wanted to do was devour you whole, to claw and bite his name into your very being so thoroughly no one would ever dare mistake who you chose to stay by your side, in this world and all the others.

Loki growled your name into your collarbone with lips of a heathen discovering the absolute. His hand reached in the dark, following the curve of your hip to the soft expanse of your belly. Your robe was hitched higher as he went, and you whimpered at the fabric still separating you. You fumbled with it impatiently, blinded and deafened by the only thing that mattered, by the only person who would ever matter, to the point where everything else felt irrelevant and not needed, and so annoyingly in your way.

Faster than you could notice, Loki stopped your hands with a wicked gaze and a smile that made your hips buckle. "Patience, my love, is a virtue."

"...I don't need virtues, I need you closer, and now."

Loki's mouth went dry as he let your hand slip from his grasp and slid over the soft fabric of his own robe.

With a gentleness that broke his heart into a million shards, you brushed its edge off his collarbone and then further down his arm when he didn't protest. His chest heaved slightly as you reached to his rapid heartbeat and stopped your hand there.

The muscles shifted under his velvety skin as Loki moved back to where he finished. Something ached in his chest, and his throat clenched as the kisses he trailed over your chest and stomach became more sloppy, and heated, and did wonders to the feeling rising in your core, so close to where his mouth now hovered--

The intensity of his heavy-lidded gaze was enough proof of his own pleasure. You might've wanted to say something in the moment you looked down at him, settled between your legs like he owned every inch of bare flesh, all now exposed to, and for, him. Loki smiled, holding your eyes as he slung your leg over his shoulder and lowered himself again.

A throaty curse ripped from your lips as Loki licked, and sucked, and devoured what'd been rising in you throughout that night. Your hands flew back into his hair, burrowing in the soft strands brushing over your skin like feathers.

Release rippled through your body, and you felt pleasure wash over you, over every place Loki had left his signature. One of his hands splayed over your hips, holding them in place as the other one, alongside his tongue, worked you through it until you were just a weak, shuddering mess gasping for breath on the silk covers of the bed. The velvety darkness did little to hide the sweat coating your limp body, and the blush radiating off your cheeks. The fireplace was still alive, and its light touched the few surfaces it could reach with tenderness reserved only for certain nights. The light brushed over your hand, still clutching the bed sheets tightly. It lightened up the curve of Loki's back as he let his robe fall off, exposing flesh, desire and the eyes burrowed into yours as if nothing else in the world was worth admiring. He rose on his knees, admiring his work with pride seeping out of his every pore.

It also shined over the glistening mess around his lips and chin, where saliva and your juices mixed. And it showed the bastard putting his fingers, covered in it too, straight up to that damned mouth and licking them clean.

"Thank you for the meal," he grinned, memorizing every piece of you laid out in front of him.

You nudged him with a trembling leg, already missing his touch.

"Where is mine?" you cooed softly, and watched the light flash in his eyes at the rasp and raw need in your words.

Loki stretched over you again, pushing you closer and closer to him, until there was nothing separating your bodies. His hand found its way underneath your back, holding you with both gentleness and demand, as he positioned himself where he had always wanted to be.

And as he entered where his fingers used to be just moments ago, he felt your back arch even more into him, and he drank the moan that escaped from your perfect trembling lips, and drowned in it as you moved together, nothing more than two separate beings that had finally became one, and nothing less.

The world shattered around you, blurring the edges. Your nails dug into the flesh of Loki’s back. The moment of bliss lasted as the final waves turned into shivers and then into an embrace so tight it was barely different from the heated moments. But it was all you needed right then, and so the two of you stayed together, limbs interlaced, and fingers grasping for a hold as the night darkened, and sleep finally took you over.

A/N: I really hope this wasn’t weird, I’ve never written smut in my life, so please be merciful on me! I kept the reader gender neutral through the whole series, so I did my best to keep it that way even in smut, although it was really hard.

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