#i still don't know where this sudden mood drop came from

[sorikaied]

being in a depressed rut kinda sucks. especially when it comes out of nowhere cause it's like, yeah i could do things to take my mind off of things and hopefully feel better. but i can also just stay in a vegetative state and just let life pass me by. whichever comes first

#monie.txt #i still don't know where this sudden mood drop came from #and i just feel kinda bleh truly #i could do things cause sometimes that does help #but i'm also just feeling not in the mood so

[wileys-russo]

the perfect tree II m.earps x reader

another little mearps christmas fic based around this request here

the perfect tree II m.earps x reader

"-yes mum i'll be there on the wednesday." you sighed, shuddering as a shiver ran down your spine as a singular icy drop of water slipped down your neck from one of the branches above you.

"-yes dad i'll be there on the tuesday. because i still have a few things to wrap up here!" mary groaned, catching herself as her footing slipped on the icy ground, the small trip worsening her already stressed mood.

"can we talk about this later? i'm trying to pick a tree mum." you requested withholding the urge to snap at her millions of questions, still trying to survey the trees around you for the 'one'.

"i'm a little busy right now, no please don't put mum on! i'm trying to pick a christmas tree up and she'll talk for-oh hi mum." mary paused and punched the air pulling a face as her mum began to ramble on.

"-no mum i will not be bringing someone with me." you sighed, exhausted at the never ending poking and prodding about your dating life. "that is none of your business!" you scoffed as your mum started to question if you were 'putting yourself out there enough'.

"yes i can get the turkey. mum its weeks away can we not talk about it a little closer to?" mary asked, eyes drawn to a tree a few up in the aisle as they widened happily, ignoring her mums ranting about how you can never be too prepared for christmas.

"-no mum i do not want to be set up with anyone, especially not one of your work friends daughters. please just leave me and my love life to be my own!" you moaned, kicking at a rock with a roll of your eyes, though they lit up seeing the perfect tree a few feet away.

you and mary both hummed at your parents words, half paying attention as unknowingly you both made a beeline for the same tree, on opposite sides of it you didn't even see one another coming, a barrage of trees keeping your intentions hidden.

"its perfect!" "thats just the one."

you jumped hearing another voice, peering around the tree and letting out a small yelp of shock as a girl who couldn't have been much older than you did the same, the two of you jolting in surprise.

"sorry, this ones taken." you smiled politely, one hand firmly holding onto one of the branches. "yeah it is, sorry." the girl gave you a smile of her own, hand holding onto a different branch as both of your eyes narrowed.

"mum i'll call you later." "mum i've gotta go."

with that your eyes narrowed even further, slipping your phone into your coat pockets. "i think you'll find i saw this one first." your tone was sweet but your eyes warned the girl off of arguing with you, though that did very little to derail her.

"i think you'll find that i touched it first, universal rule." she also smiled sweetly but her eyebrows remained furrowed together as your eyes locked in a stand off.

the girl seemed vaguely familiar but you couldn't quite pinpoint where from, she was head and shoulders taller than you and bundled up in layer on layer just like you were with the sudden bitter cold snap settling in.

feeling yet another few drops of icy water slip down the back of your neck you were snapped out of this strange stand off and reminded of your age, so with a shake of your head you removed your hand.

"you're right, you saw it first. merry christmas!" you gave her a much more sincere smile, internally hitting yourself for causing a fuss with a stranger over something so silly this time of year, you had a hundred other things to worry about.

"hey wait!" you frowned as she let go of the tree and instead grabbed your wrist, dropping it right away and mumbling an apology, cheeks flushed bright red though you weren't sure if it was embarrassment or from the cold.

"you take it. i don't know what came over me so be so immature over a tree, stressful time of year." the girl smiled apologetically, shoving her hands in her coat and rocking back and forth on her heels.

"tell me about it. but no you take it, really! season of giving right?" you assured her, and marys stomach did a flip at the way you continued to smile at her, a strange feeling settling over her which she assumed was the cause of her next move.

"help me decorate it then?"

you gave her a perplexed look at her statement. "sorry?" you weren't sure if you'd even heard her correctly. "god that came out so much creepier than i intended. i'm mary!" she beamed, holding out a gloved hand which you shook, giving her your own name in return.

"i meant to say would you like to help me decorate it then? it really is a perfect tree and since you've been so kind as to give it up i think the least i can do is give you the opportunity to make sure its treated and decorated as it deserves." mary smiled warmly, raising an eyebrow in your direction, waving over one of the workers over your shoulder.

"mm its a nice tree that definitely deserves to be treated right, but my parents raised me not to go home with strangers." you spared her a teasing grin, a little enamored at her response but also cautious around the fact you didn't know this girl from any other random on the street.

"smart parents. theres a little cafe just around the corner from here, how about we get a hot chocolate and some lunch and become not strangers?" mary gave you a wolfish grin, thanking the worker who cut down the tree and started to drag it away to be wrapped.

"are you asking me on a date?" you asked with an amused smile, never being one to shy away from asking somewhat blunt questions if it meant you got an honest answer.

"you know what yeah, yeah i am."

~

it would appear the two of you had a lot more in common than you thought as conversation flowed so much so that you were asked to leave the cafe since they were closing, both of you blushing bright red not having realised the time or that you'd been sitting here now for almost four and a half hours together.

exchanging numbers you'd agreed to meet up the following day, agreeing you now were no longer strangers you took up marys offer of helping her decorate the tree, the girl having helped you pick out your own shortly after hers was wrapped and ready to go.

which is how you found yourself now here in her home surrounded by boxes of decorations and ornaments, still a little in disbelief you'd only met her yesterday and here you were.

but mary seemed to have a knack for making you feel at ease in her company. the tall girl constantly cracking jokes and sprinkling in the occasional smooth compliment or awful pick up line to continue your laughter, a sound which was fast becoming like a drug for her.

"-oh now this is cute!" you laughed as you carefully pulled out the ornament from one of the many boxes littered around marys living room.

the ornament in question was clearly something of sentiment, a little frame made of popsicle sticks, glitter glue and tufts of tinsel with a photo of a gap toothed smiley young girl inside which you could only guess was mary herself.

"oh look you found the angel!" mary grinned taking it from you and pretending to put it on top of the tree as you nudged her with your shoulder. "you used to be adorable, what happened?" you frowned as mary gasped and instead held the frame up right by her face.

"scuse you. look at this! from cute to hot." she winked making you roll your eyes playfully as mary hung it on the tree, the two of you chattering away as christmas music softly played in the background.

"you have so many beautiful sentimental ornaments mary." you smiled softly, pulling out a red bauble that read marys first christmas, the gold lettering quite faded though still legible.

"what you mean your parents christmas trees growing up weren't shrines dedicated to you? what a crime." the girl tutted with a shake of her head.

"to my younger siblings maybe. i like to think i was the tester child, everything that went wrong with me they learned from and made sure not to repeat!" you sighed with a small chuckle, moving behind to the back of the tree, always stubborn in the fact that the entire tree should be decorated no matter if easily seen or not.

"but no shrines no. i used to make ornaments in school, but my mums always been very picky about the colour scheme of our entire house so anything that wasn't store bought and the right shade of coral or rose gold never made the cut." you shrugged, having grown up with christmas's done differently than most of your friends.

"oh i'm sorry! i didn't realise-" marys cheeks flushed bright pink and she started quickly to ramble out an apology which you were even faster to wave off.

"you don't need to be sorry, please! she's gotten less strict with it as we all grew up, though she still insists on throwing a huge christmas eve party for all of her friends where everyone seems to parades their kids and their accomplishments or careers all round like show ponies, as if they had anything to do with them!" you laughed with a shake of your head, marys face softening.

both of you were far to invested in one another to even hear the knocks at the front door. "oh look! mistletoe." mary grinned pulling out a small wad of plastic green and red and wiggling her eyebrows.

"sorry i don't kiss pretty not quite strangers until at least the second or third date!" you teased. "so you admit i'm pretty then!" mary beamed wiggling her body happily making you laugh again.

"mm and humble too." you squeezed her bicep and moved to hang something but not quite able to reach the branch as you felt mary move behind you, stretching out to help you as your heart admittedly hammered a little faster at the close proximity.

"mary! are ya deaf or what?" the two of you leapt away from one another as two younger girls came barreling into the living room, the taller of the two stepping right into an empty box and crashing to the floor.

"alessia!" mary groaned, rushing over to help her as the girl beside her doubled over with laughter and mary pulled the blonde up to her feet mumbling about how she was a walking safety hazard.

"oh sorry we didn't realise you had company." the blonde noticed you over marys shoulder and raised an eyebrow, the girl beside her ceasing her laughter as you shifted awkwardly under their narrowed eyes.

"whose this then?" the other girl questioned mary with a nod in your direction as if you weren't there. "what are you two doing here? what have i said about using my spare key to let yourselves in!" mary scolded, smacking the shorter of the two on the shoulder who whined and rubbed it with a scowl.

"we were going to watch the holiday and go look at lights, remember?" the blonde prompted as mary winced, having completely forgotten about the plans she'd made with her friends a few days ago, her mind lately being completely occupied by you.

"hey you don't need to go! you could stay?" mary noticed you grab your coat and spun around, staring at you hopefully as the two girls behind her continued to look you up and down as you shook your head.

"it's okay you have plans. i should get going anyway i've got a few things to do." you smiled sincerely, mary offering to walk you out and ignoring the unsubtle hushed questioning of who you were from the two girls who she ordered to sit down and wait for her.

"i'm really sorry about all this, i completely forgot about them coming over and-" "mary stop saying sorry, you apologize far too much for things you don't need to." you smiled with amusement, pulling your beanie on and stepping out of her front door, mary lingering in the doorway.

"can i see you again? soon?" she asked quickly, shoving her hands in the pockets of her hoodie as you nodded. "i'd like that. you've got my number, feel free to use it!" and with another dazzling smile sent her way, you were gone.

returning inside mary felt like she was floating, no one having had this sort of effect on her since she was a teenager, the keeper almost feeling juvenile for her apparent growing crush on you.

"mary you have some serious explaining to do!"

~

one year later.

"you ready for this?" you asked with a smile, the girl beside you nodding and leaning to sweetly peck your lips before shutting off the engine.

"god its fucking freezing." your teeth chattered as you stepped out of the car and opened the boot, grabbing out the bag of presents which the tall blonde was quick to take from you, silencing your protests with another kiss as you fixed her scarf and sent her a smile which still made her stomach do a flip.

"lets do this then."

hand in hand you made your way carefully up the perfectly shoveled driveway, pointing out to the girl beside you all the decorations and recounting their origins often with a roll of your eyes as she hung off your every word.

"no knocking?" "no point, they won't hear." you chuckled as you let yourself in, the door unlocked anyway as you felt the girl beside you grip your hand a little tighter and you lead her further inside the house and closer to the voices in the living room.

"darling! you made it. oh gosh and this must finally be-"

"merry christmas mum. and yes this is mary, my girlfriend."

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[katiexpunk]

Daddy's Girl | Pairing Joel Miller and fem!Reader

Summary:  You and Joel end up at home in bed after a long night. You want to orgasm, so you decide to take matters into your own hands while Joel watches. Joel has other thoughts about the matter. Rating: 18+ Minors DNI Word count: ~2K Warnings: Withholding of orgasm, female stimulation, female receiving oral, fingering, use of "daddy," "good girl" and pet names, Joel calls reader a slut once, praise kink, brat taming if you squint. There are no physical descriptions of reader apart from clothing. Authors Note: Okay babes, I don't even know what the fuck possessed me to write this. I'm not really a "daddy" girl, but like, this shit was fun to write. I haven't been able to write as of late because of life and my new job, but this one just sorta poured out of me.

You know the drill, smut below the cut.

Joel knows what you’re doing, but he lays back on the bed with his arms behind his head, his thick thighs spread out among the silk sheets, watching you.  

You came from a party one of your friends had hosted, and it was almost midnight. But neither of you is in the mood to sleep. Especially you, feeling rather bratty tonight, not caring about the consequences of your actions. 

You lay next to him, tracing your hands on your body, playing with yourself as though you have no idea what you’re doing to Joel. 

Spoiler alert, you know. 

You stare at Joel through the mirror at the end of the bed, and the reflection of his face looking back at you is intense enough to cause chills down your spine, but you don’t stop. 

“Do you think I don’t know what you’re doing, sweetheart?” His husky voice echoes through the room, only stoking the flame burning inside you.

He lifts his broad frame from the bed, rolling over to face you, and reaches out his large hand to plant it on the column of your neck. He’d much rather his hand be your favorite necklace, but the role was already taken by the dainty little necklace resting on your soft skin; a simple heart, the words “daddy” engraved in the metal. He plays with it, feeling the cool metal between his fingers, his cock twitching knowing he was the one to give it to you. 

Your eyes dart between your bodies, the sight of his growing hardness only adding to the wetness already collecting in your panties. You imagine his cock, the tip of it angry and red, begging for release. 

Joel drops his hand dangerously close to where you need it the most. 

“Didn’t hear you give me an answer, sweetheart?” he says, voice low. 

“W-what daddy? I’m not doing a-anything”, you mumble, not caring about what is coming next. Before you can open your mouth, Joel has you pinned on your back, flat onto the mattress, tucked firm under his weight.  

His hand drags back up to your face, and he squeezes your cheeks hard enough to make your lips form a beak-like pout, while his other free hand fists a handful of your hair. 

“You’re testing my patience, baby,” Joel says under his breath, staring deep into your eyes. 

Fuck, you’re so pretty. 

You catch yourself squirming under the attention of his gaze, anticipation building at the thought of the ways he wants to ruin you. He doesn’t have to say it, you can see it through the lust in his eyes. 

You feel the hand that fists your hair slowly move down to your hips. You let out another small gasp when he squeezes your body tightly, pulling your hips further into his. His hand stays there, not moving an inch, his chocolate brown eyes still locked on yours. You want more. 

He want him to feel how wet he has you. 

“You want my attention, baby? Acting like a dumb slut for daddy’s cock?” Joel whispers, harshly pulling your hips to his.

It doesn’t take long for you to start rocking your hips together. Joel gives your cheeks a final squeeze before moving his hand down to squeeze one of your ass cheeks. The sudden move makes you gasp, and the pleasure from it starts to build up inside you. 

“D-Daddy',” you whimper. 

You feel your panties getting wetter and wetter, and it’s getting increasingly uncomfortable. You so desperately want him to remove the fabric separating you so you can grind on the rough material of his jeans, desperate for friction. 

“What is it, baby? Tell daddy what you want,” Joel says, pulling you closer to him, so there’s no space between you. 

You keep grinding against his hard cock, so hard he can swear he almost feels the wetness of your cunt through his jeans. 

“W-want you to- mmh," you moan, falling deep into the heat of the moment.

Your hands grip his shirt as he increases the pace of his hips. Your soft lips let out small ah sounds when Joel’s hands start to squeeze the flesh of your ass, holding you closer to him, grinding your needy cunt on him.

“What do you want, baby?” Joel asks, looking deep into your eyes, brows furrowed and lips slightly parted, the sight of you only causing him to stiffen further.

“p-panties- ah, o-off, want them g-gone,” you mutter, as you keep thrusting your hips up into his. Your moans only get louder when he starts to trail kisses down your neck. You close your eyes and tilt your head to the side as you give Joel more access to your neck. He’s barely touched you, but you’re already too fucked out to notice the slow drag of Joel removing your panties. 

Your eyes shoot open when you feel his palm cupping your leaking pussy. Not wasting any time, you begin to grind onto his hand. 

“Ah!.. w-wanna cum daddy,” you moan, somewhat pathetically. 

It’s not before long that fire starts to pool in your belly as Joel continues to work you toward the cliff of your orgasm, making you desperate for a release. 

“No,” he says. 

Joel’s stern warning makes you whine. His fingers stroke your plump, wet lips, and he presses a finger on your clit, slick making the feel of it nice and smooth. 

Waves of pleasure crash into you when he starts to rub tight circles on your clit. You throw your head back and moan under the weight of his touch. Joel keeps rubbing your clit, while the other hand removes the shirt hanging loosely on your upper body. Joel’s hand cups one of your tits, and it fits perfectly in his hand, not too big or too small. He keeps palming at it until he stops to pull you in for a rough kiss, the feeling of it warm and familiar, soft and firm, enough and not enough all at the same time. You always want more. 

Joel pulls himself away from you to look at you in the face. Small beads of sweat gather on your forehead, and your eyes are glossy. You already look so fucked out, but Joel can only laugh. He’s far from done with you.

His hand still on your pussy, he takes a small swat at it, making you yelp, but before you can register what’s happening, Joel is ducking his body down, his head landing between your legs. His hands brush your smooth thighs and he massages them gently. You reach your fingers down and card them through his salt and pepper curls and you lift your hips to make his mouth meet your leaking hole. 

You let out a choked moan when his aquiline nose comes into contact with your sensitive clit. Electricity runs through your body as you start to grind on his face. Joel lets you take control for a bit, but then he suddenly pulls away, making you cry breathlessly.

“No! w-want it! Daddy p-please!”

Joel looks up at your face. 

“You got your fun, now it’s my time baby. You don’t want to be selfish, do you?” Joel questions, making you shake your head emphatically. You stare down at him, waiting to do as he pleases.  

“Good girl, now spread your legs wider and keep your hands on my shoulders,” he commands, “and you better not fucking move.”

You do as you’re told. 

You need to come so badly.

You throw your head back as soon as his wide tongue makes its first lick, the feel of it warm and wet. Sinful moans escape your mouth as he keeps sucking and licking at every inch of you, your hips bucking into his mouth as he sucks on your throbbing bud.  

“Wanna- ah! Please, w-wanna come – need to come!”

Joel keeps sucking, pretending not to hear your plea to let you come. He wraps his toned arms around your hips as he laps into your pussy, devouring you like a starved man. 

He can tell you’re close by the way your legs shake. 

“Hold it. Don’t come yet,” Joel commands once more. 

Joel removes his tongue for a second, and you cry at the loss of the warmth of it. He plunges two of his long, thick fingers into your wet and waiting pussy. The stretch of him is delicious. His mouth returns to your clit, and your mouth hangs open in pleasure as he fucks his long fingers in and out of you.  

“Fuck–Joel, fuck right there, don’t stop,” you moan.  

The building pleasure causes your body to tense, and you squirm, making it hard for Joel to keep his grip on you. You start to close your legs around his head, feeling overwhelmed, but Joel removes his fingers from your cunt and uses both hands to hold your legs open for him. 

“Do that again and you won’t get to come,” he warns. His warning sends a spark through you, only adding to your arousal. He looks up at you once more, and one of the corners of his lips lifts up in a small smirk. God, he loves it when his girl is nothing but a babbling mess under him. 

Joel doesn’t think twice before his fingers return to your hole, moving his fingers in and out of your dripping pussy as he sucks and licks at your throbbing clit. You dig crescent-shaped marks into the skin of his back, and he increases the pace of his fingers, gathering slick on them before confidently adding a third. 

“Ugh, Joel, Please!” you moan, desperate.

“You can come for me, sweet girl. Go on. Wanna feel you soak my fingers,” he says, voice raspy, muffled against your skin.

The sound of his voice, and the permission he gives you cause you to release. Your back arches in pleasure and the tightness of your walls clamp tight against his fingers as he works you through it. 

Joel gazes up as you orgasm, his face still buried in your dripping cunt. He licks your pussy until there’s nothing more to be devoured, the sensation almost becoming too much before Joel plants a soft kiss on your folds and drags his face up to meet yours. 

“You’re so perfect when you come, baby,” he whispers, his lips inches away from yours, breath heady and musky from the taste of you. “Always such a good girl for me,” he says, planting a wet kiss on your lips. 

It’s when he pulls away that you feel his hard cock prodding tight against you. 

“You’re hard daddy, let me-”

He cuts you off with another kiss. 

“Oh baby, I’m not finished yet. I’m just getting started with you,” he says. 

It’s going to be a long night for you both.

END

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[kaulitzhotel]

hii could u pls do sleepovers with the whole of tokio hotel in 2003-2005 pretty pls romantic or platonic idm!

(ps i adore ur style of writing)

Synopsis: You are having a sleepover with Tokio Hotel at the studio and a lot of things are about to be coming your way. (2004)

Content: Fluff.

Notes: Thank you so much! This was funny to make. Much love.

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Fun, chaotic, and more fun!

“You be a good kid alright?” My dad said for the fifth time as he parked in the driveway of the studio.

“Yes, I know.” I groaned, “Can I go now?”

He gave me a pat on my shoulder and let me leave the car. I grab my sleeping bag and pillow from the back. I also grab the bag of chips and mini sodas I picked up at the market.

“If anything happens let me know.” My dad said out of suspicion. I mean who wouldn't be afraid to leave their 15-year-old daughter with a group of teenage boys?

“I'll be fine Dad!” I smiled at him and closed the door.

I enter the building and see no one. “Hellooo?”

“Y/N!” Bill came running out of the hallway. He came up to me and gave me a tight hug making me drop my stuff on the ground.

“Hi, Bill.” I giggled. I tried hugging him back as he suffocates me. He looked at my stuff that was on the floor and noticed the snacks. “This is perfect!” He snatched the snacks and ran to the lounge area where we were going to be sleeping.

I grab my other things and head over to the room.

“Hey everyone!”

“Y/N, I'm glad to see you.” Tom walked up to me to hug me. Gustav waved and Georg came to the side to hug me.

“So what are we doing tonight?” I asked them.

“All-nighters, movies, and some good old-fashioned hide and seek,” Tom said mischievously.

“Isn't that for kids?” Gustav implied.

“We are kids.”

Bill came in with the chips poured into the bowl and some other snacks they brought, “Let's eat first before we play.”

An hour later munching

“I'll find you guys,” Tom said rubbing his hands together swiftly.

He turned around and started counting. Georg hid behind the couch. Gustav went to hide behind some curtain. I went inside the studio room under the desk pushing my body to the corner. I thought it was perfect since the lights were off and it felt empty. That's when the door opened but I could hear Tom still counting.

“Who's there?” I whispered.

“It's your fav!” Bill whispered back, “I can't find anywhere to hide, and looks like someone beat me to the spot.”

“I was here first now go away!” I tried shooing him away.

“185... 186...” Tom said louder.

“Please! He's close to 190, let me hide with you.” Bill pleaded.

“Fine! But if you get us caught it's over.”

He jumped and clapped his hands together. He came under the desk with me squishing right next to me.

“190! Here I come.”

I and Bill sat there trying to not make any noises when we heard Gustav scream. He was found easily. It was a while till he found Georg. But being in this cramped space was making me sweat.

“Are you getting hot?” I started fanning my face.

“A little.” Bill fanned my face with me.

Tom still couldn't find us and me and Bill started chatting about random things. But I heard a sudden creak of the door opening. I covered Bill's mouth midway through his talking. Tom came up to the desk and before he could bend down...

“Tom, I think I see one of them outside!” Georg yelled.

And Tom ran out the door like a maniac.

I looked at Bill and he just stared at me. “Sorry!” I uncover his mouth. “It's okay.” Changing the mood he leaned his head on my shoulder and held onto one of my hands.

But footsteps ran into the room and Tom flashed us in the faces with a flashlight, “Tch, should've known.”

Bill left the corner and slapped the flashlight away, “I got my chance.” Tom followed him out the door. I sighed and left the room to go into the lounge area.

“Are you getting hungry?” Georg looked at me.

“Yeah, unfortunately, we are all the snacks.”

“Don't worry I made sure to get us some delivery. It should be coming anytime soon.”

“You're the best Georg.” I kissed his cheek making the other boys scoff at us.

“I want one too!” Gustav blocked Georg out of the way facing his cheek at me.

“Of course, anything for Gustav.” I pecked his cheek. The twins looked at me like they were waiting, “No both of you ruined Hide n Seek.”

Georg and Gustav laughed at the both of them.

By the time the food delivers

We were sitting at the table eating our Chinese food. Tom sat next to me with his box of noodles. “Would you recreate a romantic noodle scene with me?”

“That's with Italian food stupid.”

“Just one time.”

“If I wanted to kiss you I would.”

Tom complained and set his box down. He sat there with his arms crossed like a kid he was. Bill started talking to everyone about what their future work might bring for the band. “Y/N.”

“Yes, Tom what do you need--” I turned around and he placed a kiss on my lips.

Bill let out a gasp and Georg jumped over the table and sent both of them to the ground. Gustav joined in too. Bill held onto my head saying, “Everything is going to be okay.” If I were traumatized. It was going to be a long night.

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[mj2606k]

Jealousy, Jealousy…

Pairing: Neteyam Sully x fem!omaticaya!reader

Character: Neteyam, fem!reader, Aonung, Aonung’s unnamed friends

Warnings: jealousy obv, some arguing, a small amount of yelling, Neteyam’s a little possessive

Background Info: Months after the Battle of Three Brothers Rock, the oldest Sully son finds jealousy budding in him when he sees the chief's son and his friends getting a bit too close for his liking with Y/N, his lifelong best friend that came with him and his family when they left the forest.

Neteyam rode back to the village on the back of his ilu (large plesiosaurlike sea creature) with Lo'ak and Tsireya, the three of them had left earlier that day shortly after dawn to catch fish. They went over to where all hunters would drop off their catches and dropped them off before Neteyam waved his goodbyes to the pair and swam away from them with his ilu, headed toward the beach.

He had promised you the night before that he would meet you on the beach after he went hunting, pleased when he saw you sat in the sand a bit of a ways away from him, waiting. As Neteyam got closer on his ilu he noticed Aonung and two other Metkayina boys that he recognized but didn't know the names of, standing next to you and Aonung was speaking to you, his arms crossed across his chest and a smirk on his face. Neteyam dismounted his ilu and detached his queue, allowing it to swim off before he swam over to shore, walking out of the water and shaking the water out of his braids before walking towards you and the boys.

As he neared you, he heard the end of the conversation you and Aonung were having, "Don't hesitate to ask to accompany us on a swim, Forest Girl. You'll be welcomed with open arms, anytime." Neteyam's tail flicked angrily as he picked up on the implication of Aonung's words as the boys behind him smirked and snickered, though you just blinked innocently up at the three of them and smiled a bit, not used to Aonung's kindness. "Thanks, I guess." As you responded you heard footsteps and turned to look, smiling as your best friend came into view and accepting the hand he offered to help you up when he reached you.

He returned your smile and gently rested a hand on the small of your back, missing the blush that appeared on your face at his touch as you brushed off the bit of sand on your legs. When you stood back up straight Neteyam was staring Aonung down, his ears pressed back against the sides of his head while his tail lashed around behind him, "If you don't mind, I've got plans with Y/N. See ya later fish lips." Neteyam spit the words out with venom, you looked at him a bit surprised as he never said that to Aonung’s face, and exclaimed quietly, "Nete!" as he rudely walked off, though you willingly stayed by his side and walked with him, waving goodbye to the Metkayina boys behind you. The two of you walked in silence for a bit, his hand slowly slipping down from your back until he dropped it to his side completely, ears still pressed back against his head and tail still lashing around angrily behind him as he walked.

You picked up on his sour mood and frowned a bit, gently grabbing his hand and stopping in your tracks, forcing him to stop as well and he turned to face you. "What's wrong Nete? Why are you so upset all of a sudden?" You pressed him, sighing quietly when he didn't answer and instead moved his gaze from your eyes to beside your head to avoid eye contact. You almost immediately moved your head to the side to force eye contact, both of you knowing he couldn't lie to your face as you continued speaking, "Why were you so rude to them? They have done nothing!" He scoffed quietly and the noise made your brow furrow, your own tail starting to flick against your leg in annoyance.

Neteyam once again refused to speak, though his mood seemed to calm a bit as you stared at each other. Still pressing for an answer you began to speak again, voice coming out firmer now, "Neteyam—" he growled quietly and finally spoke, cutting you off, "I don't like how they looked at you!" You looked at him, slightly confused but remained quiet to let him continue, gently squeezing his hand in yours before he turned to face you completely, standing right in front of you and gently taking your other hand in his own. "I didn't.. I hate how they spoke to you. They were definitely not only talking about going for a swim with you, though yes I am aware that that's all they were actually talking about. You are my—” He paused, eyes focused on your conjoined hands before he gently squeezed yours, eyes flicking up to meet your own, “my best friend.." He finished, your eyebrows lifting slightly as you caught on to what he almost said, though from the look in his eye you knew it was not to be said aloud just yet.

You sighed quietly, dropping his hands from your own before gently cupping his face with both your hands, eyes closing as you leaned in and gently pressed your forehead to his. You did not need him to say the word in order to understand what he had wanted to say. After a moment, he also let out a deep sigh and brought his hands up to gently hold yours against his face, your tail wrapping loosely around his calf, then you smiled when you felt his tail wrap around your thigh in return.

"Ma Neteyam.. you do not need to worry about those boys. They may be nice, but I am yours. Friend or.. otherwise." You spoke, leaning back and opening your eyes to look into his own, smiling softly as his ears perked up, thumb rubbing lightly over your hand that still cupped his cheek before he turned his head slightly and pressed a soft kiss to your palm, eyes remaining locked on yours as he did so.

"There's my Nete." You nearly whispered as he smiled down at you, the two of you just watching each other until you both noticed it had begun to get darker as eclipse set in, both of you looking up to see the sun disappearing before you looked to Neteyam again, his smile wider now "I just remembered what I wanted to show you!" With that he gently took your hands off his face but kept hold of one as he turned and started running towards where you both and the rest of his family had left their ikran (banshee) to rest, you easily kept up with him as you two went.

You reached the ikran and he let go of your hand to put on his eye guard before handing you yours, you put yours on with a smile before you both mounted your ikran and flew off together. As Neteyam flew up towards the mountain of the island, you followed him, smiling as the stars began to come out around you. It only took a few short minutes for the two of you to reach the mountain, flying into a large cave after Neteyam before you both landed your ikran, hopping off and lifting your eye guard before storing it in the small satchel that you had connected to your ikran's saddle.

Looking over to see Neteyam already watching you with a small smile on his face, you returned the smile before walking over to him, ears flicking happily as he gently took one of your hands before beginning to lead you deeper into the cave. He lead you into a tunnel and you both walked for a few minutes in the darkness, your eyes tracing over the bioluminescent dots littered across his back as he walked partially ahead of you. Eventually you made it into a different, much bigger cave and you had to momentarily cover your eyes as you had adjusted to the darkness of the tunnel.

Once your eyes adjusted to the unexpected brightness, you opened them and gasped quietly at the sight of all the large, bioluminescent plants littering every corner of the cave. Neteyam let go of your hand and smiled down at you when you looked up at him, "Found this place and thought of you immediately. Go look around, pretty girl." You smiled brightly at his words and slowly walked forward, smiling wide as you noticed that the moss on the ground of the cave glowed with every step you took, then you looked up at the ceiling and sighed happily at the sight of tons of atokirina (seeds of the great tree) flying around.

You looked behind you to see Neteyam following you with a soft smile on his face, so you walked back to him and leaned in to whisper in his ear, gently tapping his shoulder as you did so, "Tag, you're it." With that you turned and took off before he could fully process what you said, then the two of you were running through the cave, your hands brushing against the glowing leaves as you went. It didn't take long before Neteyam caught up and tackled you, turning the two of you as you fell so he would be the one to hit the ground, making a quiet "oof!" noise as he did. The two of you were laughing quietly, you rolled over to face him and curled up against his side, the dry mossy floor of the cave reminding you a lot of the forest.

Eventually you both calmed down, one of his hands playing with your hair while you traced the glowing dots across Neteyam's torso, his breath hitching quietly and hand momentarily stopping in your hair whenever your hand brushed over his abdomen though you never went further, both of you silently agreeing that it was much too early for anything of that sort between the two of you. You sighed quietly in content as you lifted your head to look at him, blushing slightly to find he was once again already watching you, a soft look in his eyes. "Thank you for bringing me here, it is beautiful." You spoke softly, noting how the dots on your own skin reflected in his eyes.

Neteyam smiled softly down at you, leaning down slightly to press a light kiss to your forehead, "Not as beautiful as you, ma yawne (my beloved)."

#mj2606k #mj2606kwrites #neteyam #neteyam x y/n #neteyam x reader #aonung #metkayina #fluff #jealousy #Neteyam is whipped #reader is whipped #female reader #he’s a little possessive

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Pffffft can you imagine barbarian Bakugo and his clan bringing a whole parade to dabi’s kingdom to celebrate the readers period, meanwhile keigo’s eye is twitching as he ~screams~ gently asks for the whole clan to leave the kingdom

It's gotta be one of those times when Dabi was away on royal business, leaving his kingdom behind in Shotou's care, the instructions of keeping you, his most prized treasure safe went without saying.

Shotou assured his older brother that he will take care of you, as did concubine Keigo, which Dabi rewarded him with a quickie.

You were still asleep when Dabi came in your room to bid you goodbye, so he kissed your forehead and left a letter to notify you of his departure.

Only days later your period started, and while you were in bed, groaning in pain and absolutely in no mood to deal with your father's slut, servant Tomura tried his best to make you comfortable. Fluffing up your pillows, getting the maids to make more pads, having the palace chef make your favourite food.

But it seemed that your hormones prevented you from enjoying anything, and all you could do was cup your tummy and stay in bed, frustrated whenever you felt yourself bleed.

It felt disgusting.

Tomura just sighed as he sat in your dimly lit room quietly, embroidering your clothes. He offered to massage you aching legs, but you did not want to be touched, just wanted the sheets to swallow you up and spit you out a week later.

All of a sudden, there was loud commotion outside. You raised a brow at the disturbance, and Tomura was already out for the door to check it.

He walked towards the palace entrance, where concubine Keigo (dressed in a silk gown, like a little slut) and Prince Shotou (wearing his robes) were already standing with guards and servants. Tomura gave them a quick bow and he didn't need to ask before Shotou replied.

"Bakugo and the barbarians. They're here, at this time of the night." Shotou said, brows slightly furrowed as he wondered if they were under attack. A servant quickly brought over his crown and his sword.

"Guards, brace yourself. Be ready for anything." He then looked at Tomura. "Princess Y/n is the priority."

Tomura nodded, already preparing an escape route for you should things go south.

"Open the doors." Shotou ordered.

As the doors opened, everyone held their breath. Only to be visibly confused when he saw the barbarians dancing around, cheering and clearly drunk our of their mind. And to lead them all, Katsuki Bakugo rode on his horse, a lazy smile on his face.

He got off his horse, walking towards Shotou before a guard stopped him just a couple of feet away.

"That's close enough." The guard said.

Katsuki glared at the guard's audacity, but decided to let it go this time.

Katsuki huffed, before raising his hand.

And just like that, the rest for his clan came to a halt, dropping whatever they were doing and waiting for their leader's next command.

Katsuki stared into Shotou's eyes, and the Prince had no idea what was going through this crazy, uncivilised brute's head.

Katsuki then bowed, and his clan followed, bowing to Prince Shotou.

When he rose back up, Shotou nodded in acknowledgement. "How may I help you, Bakugo?"

The barbarian prince smirked, knowing damn well he was irritating him. "We heard the news."

"What news?"

Katsuki snickered. "The princess bled."

The instantaneous grim look that the entire palace shared was comical.

"And?"

Katsuki shrugged. "And we have come here to celebrate it. It is a tradition among the barbarians to celebrate their females first period. So, why don't you get the princess to come down and join us? It's rude to turn away your guests."

Keigo's eye twitched. "Princess Y/n is asleep." Shotou said. "And while it is rude to turn away guests, it is even more rude to come uninvited and uninformed."

Katsuki scoffed. "Oh, but I did inform the palace I was coming."

"And you were told not to come!" Keigo interrupted. "I sent back a letter telling you not to come!"

Bakugo feigned shock. "Oh? What letter? I didn't receive any letters from the palace. I just thought that when I sent the letter to the palace, it was you who got it, right Prjnce Shotou?"

Shotou remained stoic, but you could see the irritation in his eyes when he realised that concubine Keigo took the letter, read it and then wrote back, instead of giving the letter to Shotou.

Keigo interfered with palace matters again. Stuck his nose where it doesn't belong and look where it got them.

He'll deal with him later. For now, he needs to control the situation at hand before it starts becoming apparent that there is a power imbalance in the palace.

"I see. However, it is late and the princess is tired-"

"Katsuki?" You called from the top of the stairs, eyes confused and still a little sleepy. "What are you doing here?"

Katsuki smiled warmly at you. Its as if at the sight of you melted away any malice he held for your family, along with creating doubts and troubles among them.

You walked down the stairs, past your uncle Shotou towards your blonde friend. The commotion had woken you up and when Tomura didn't return, you were concerned.

"Hi, princess." Katsuki greeted, taking your hand and kissing it, and he could hear the way the palace guards stiffened up at his close proximity (and breaking Royal protocol).

"Hello." You greeted back in a small voice, body still in pain and fatigue. "What are you doing here? Everything okay?"

Katsuki looked into your eyes, as if it was just you two alone in the world. "I came to see you. Heard you were feeling a little under the weather, so I came over to see what I can do to help. And-" He then pulled out a bright ruby and gold necklace from his pocket. "Its a dragonstone amulet, to protect you against evil and promote good health during your time of the month."

"Oh... Kats, its beautiful." You whispered, letting him put it on you.

"So, will you celebrate with us?" Katsuki asked. You pondered, eyes still fixated on the amulet.

"I am hungry." You looked back at Shotou. "Can we, uncle Sho?"

-

Within 30 minutes, the palace was bustling again late at night, the palace kitchen hurrying to make one dish after another because these barbarians and there weren't enough cows in the world to match their appetite.

After Bakugo made sure you ate well (he softly glared at you until you finsihed every single bite he fed you), he pulled you along with him to main floor, waltzing to music. He had took time to learn all kinds of royal dances for you, and it was about time he showed them off. You laughed heartedly as Katsuki spun you around, his clan cheering you two on. And when Katsuki placed his hand on your lower back to pull you in, you all but leaned into him as his touch soothed the ache in your lower back. Katsuki's warm, rough, muscular body felt like a heavy blanket against your cold, aching body. Like a warm cocoon, Katsuki wrapped his buff arms around you and swayed slowly, and your lolled right onto his chest.

It was simply perfect.

Shotou simply watched the two of you as he sipped from his chalice, wondering which hand of Katsuki he'll chop off first should he get the chance. Suddenly, concubine Keigo appeared beside him.

"Shotou, I did send him a letter back informing him not to come to the palace-"

"Prince Shotou." Shotou said, his tone barely containing his anger. "You had no right reading Bakugo's letter, let alone writing back to him. Do you know why? Because you are not a part of this palace, you do not belong to this palace, you do not belong to this kingdom." Shotou said, the wine in his chalice starting to heat up. "You are my brother's, King Dabi's concubine. You belong to him and that's all. He may allow you to prance around like you own this place, but I assure you, with a flick of his wrist, he can throw you out too. So don't expect me to extend you the same courtesy of deluding yourself as my brother does."

Keigo remained silent because uptil now, he didn't think Shotou hated him. He just thought he was indifferent to his presence.

Boy, was he wrong.

Shotou watched you chuckle as Katsuki whispered something in your ear. And while your protective uncle may not like Katsuki touching you, he did appreciate the colour coming back to your life, the miserable state of yours now being replaced with one of joy.

He only allowed the barbarians in because you asked, and Shotou would've done anything to help you feel even a little better in your condition.

Even if it was at the hands of that hooligan Katsuki.

Keigo watched as Shotou's wine lit up on fire. Shotou scoffed before using his other hand to freeze the wine, before using a napkin to dab his lips.

"Make no mistake, concubine Keigo-" Shotou said, staring at you and Katsuki before letting his napkin burn to ashes in his hand. -this is all your fault."

Oh yeah, Katsuki definitely murdered the poor messenger who brought him Keigo's letter. And when news of a celebration got to young empress Momo, she was pissed because she could've celebrated your period instead. She could've been waltzing around with you instead of that idiot Bakugo.

Poor you though. You're gonna be punished by your dear friend Momo's jealousy. Be prepared and beware🥰

#yandere royal gay au #yandere bnha #bnha headcanons #yandere mha #bnha imagines #yandere dabi #yandere shotou todoroki #yandere shoto x reader #yandere shoto todoroki #yandere keigo #yandere keigo x reader #yandere hawks x reader #yandere hawks #yandere keigo takami #yandere bakugo #yandere bakugo katsuki #yandere katsuki bakugou #yandere katsuki #yandere katsuki bakugo

[dc418writes]

✨Pairing✨: NFL!Ari Levinsonxblack!reader

Summary🪄: Your brother has the worst timing

🚨: allusions to past happy adult fun times, mention of nudity (brief), mention of parent death, pretty much all floofy hilarity

🎤: an early Valentine’s Day-esque fic based off an idea I recently had. Hope you guys like it☺️!

*DISCLAIMER!: although visual made by me via Canva, I DO NOT CLAIM OWNERSHIP of pictures used as they were all found via Pinterest*

“What are you doing here?,” you ask locking the door after your brother casually saunters in. Unannounced and uninvited you might add

“Wanted to treat you for Valentine’s Day,” he answers. A slight tilt to his brow - looking every bit like your father - from your unusual greeting. “Sup with you? Why’re you acting weird?”

“N-Nothing I just wasn’t expecting you. Plus you typically call first and let me know you’re in town.” Which would’ve been very useful right about now.

“I wanted to surprise you. Plus I knew you wouldn’t be doing anything.” Rude.

Arms outstretched, he flops back on your light pink sectional making himself comfortable as if it were his own home. His wide smile instantly twisting into a smirk noticing the bouquet of mixed flowers along with a yellow duckling plushy leaning against the clear vase. Luckily you're able to grab the notecard before he can prompting that eyebrow tilt again

"Who're those from?"

You nonchalantly shrug your shoulders, "A friend.”

"This friend got a name?"

"Marshall I don't come in your place being nosey," you sigh feeling yourself becoming increasingly annoyed. "And you haven't been doing anything for Valentine's Day, so why now?"

The mood between you visibly shifts from the drop of his playful smile to something more serious. Regretful even.

"...Since dad passed, I uh..realized how we really don't know when our last day is you know?," he explains slowly rubbing his hands together. His eyes focused on them as a way to help clearly put his plaguing thoughts into words. "I just don't want something to happen to you or ma and I have all these regrets about what I didn't say. How I could've done more."

When his gentle eyes - doe like and dark brown - finally look up to meet yours, an instant warmth mixed with sorrow fills your chest and strikes deep in your heart. At the reminder of your father’s sudden passing and hearing your twin be so vulnerable.

Since college, it was pretty much football 24/7 with Marshall. Training to be the best and improving in any and every area so he could eventually make it big. Now in the NFL, there wasn't much change. If anything it got a bit worse now having to keep up with public appearances and meet with press here and there. Needless to say, you figured you and your parents rarely crossed his mind besides for the occasional, and rare, check-ins

To hear his worries, it sends a pang of guilt from the pit of your gut and throughout your abdomen

“Marshall,” you quietly speak taking a step towards him before a thud startles you both.

"The hell was that?,” he asks.

"Probably the neighbors kids,” you answer with a wave of your hand as if it were nothing. “They play around a lot."

Another thud followed by an “ow”, has your brother standing to his feet ready to investigate. "That sounded like it was in here though."

"Well you know they make these walls thin. Plus it doesn’t help their room is right next to mine," you nervously giggle. Actually it was the bathroom sharing a wall with you, but he didn't need to know that. “I’m gonna go ahead and get changed. Meet you in the car?”

“Uh..yea sure.” You know he’s still suspicious from his hesitation. Taking one last look towards your bedroom - where he could swear the noise directly came from - then at you flashing your most innocent smile, he strides from your living room and to your door. “Aye try not to take so long. I wanna get there before I’m 60.”

Rolling your eyes, you just nudge his chest - well try to at least - urging him past the threshold and choosing to ignore his little jab as he chuckles on the other side.

“What’d he want?”

Turning your head, you’re equal parts annoyed and flustered seeing Ari - your boyfriend not boyfriend? - standing in the doorway of your bedroom naked as the day he arrived on Earth. His sun kissed skin, smooth and toned, with dark hair sprinkled along his strong and defined pecs, arms, and legs. Being a linebacker for the NFL, you wouldn’t expect anything less than the gladiator physique

“He wants to take me out for Valentine’s Day. And what was that? You promised you’d stay quiet.”

“I’m sorry somebody threw my shirt behind the bed,” he retorts rubbing the back of his head with a wince checking to make sure no blood was left on his fingers

“Get mad at yourself then. That was your doing when you took it off me in the middle of the night.”

A smirk forms on his pretty lips remembering that exact moment. You lying peacefully on your side throughly exhausted from your earlier rounds. Lips pouted as your even breaths fanned across his arm under your head.

With your backside positioned right in front of his crotch, he just couldn’t help letting his large hands wander and mouth attack your neck and shoulder. Feeling you push back on him amid your tired groan, he silently chuckled before his shirt on you was gone and moans were filling the room again.

“Oh yea,” he chuckles biting his lip. “Definitely should do that again when we get back.”

“Ari I’m going with Marshall,” you say gently brushing past him for your closet to find something to wear.

“I was here first though.” Even with your back to him you can clearly see his toddler like pout. How his thick arms are more than likely now crossed on his chest. And you can’t lie, the adorable reaction makes you want to stay to make him happy again.

When did you turn so soft for him?

“But he’s my brother,” you call over your shoulder as you scan through your dresses. “I’m not gonna say no if he wants to spend time with me.” Ari knew he couldn’t get too upset at that, but that didn’t stop the small ache at his ruined plans.

“Plus I uh thought dinner last night was it?”

“That was the main plan, but I dunno..was open to see where it went,” he mumbles towards the end with a shrug. At his slightly defeated tone, you turn around unfamiliar with this side of him. Since your first meeting, he maintained that confident and uncaring attitude he carried on the field

Some might even call it arrogance how he paraded around with chest puffed and that signature tilted smile

Stepping towards him - a dress in each hand - you give him a sympathetic smile wanting to hold him but restraining yourself

“Maybe we can do something tomorrow? Or later this week,” you suggest.

His tongue clicks against his cheek. “I’m busy this week. Maybe you could come to my game for once..?”

Ari’s playful, blue eyes and finger tapping under your chin makes you softly giggle. “You know I can’t.”

“No one would know who you’re there for. Just a fan lucky enough to get in a suite.”

“Or someone wonders why Marshall’s sister is there,” you counter. He simply tilts his head back and forth. There goes that hint of disappointment again. “One day though.”

A fraction of that brilliant smile returns on his lips making you feel somewhat better. “One day,” he begrudgingly agrees before his gaze drifts to the dresses in your hands. He goes back and forth for a moment before pointing to the shortsleeved, burgundy knee length dress in your left hand

“This one. And take your black sweater. The long one you usually wear because you know you’re gonna get cold.”

Your stomach flutters as a shy, “thank you” leaves your lips and his soon press against yours. Softly at first, but then moving together how they were last night - and many times before then. So passionate and needy until you’re both left breathless yet still craving more

“Get dressed. He’ll be calling soon,” Ari says leaving one final peck on the corner of your tingly mouth. “I can use the spare to lock up.”

Then that guilty feeling returns. The same one that you’ve tried ignoring the past few times you’ve hung out with him, but just couldn’t shake immediately thinking of your brother. How you’re slowly yet surely falling for his rival

#ari levinson #ari levinson x black!reader #ari levinson au #ari levinson x woc #ari levinson x reader #red sea diving resort #chris evans #chris evans x black reader #chris evans x reader #chris evans x woc!reader

[indouloureux]

w-what do you think about insecure! steve pretending to still be all confident, with self-assured smirks and sarcasm and popular boy persona…

…and he’s his gf’s first boyfriend and tries to be sort of guiding and showing her how to be in a relationship and tries to be calm cool and collected for her even though she’s makes him all giddy bc that’s his baby…

…then she slowly starts to praise him more and more, she shows him off like she’s so proud to be his, she’s spoils him and kisses him all over and he doesn’t know how to handle this sort of reciprocity !!!

steve isn’t used to being with someone that truly wants him for him ;’( he still has that trauma from how nancy broke things off and how she never said ‘i love you’ first and how she just so easily dropped him and moved on ;’( and maybe one day his pretty girl has been extra affectionate and is in a very good mood so she’s showing him off and treating him like he’s a dream come true and complimenting him more than usual and… she tells him she’s proud of him… and that he’s the best person she’s ever met… and that she loves him so damn much !!! and poor stevie breaks

harmonia you angel you just broke my heart </3 you deserve a small blurb for this. fem!reader

steve harrington had a subterfuge made of metal, kept in tact by blunt nails. it's a shield; a masquerade. it reigns over weakness—keeps him strong that not even the sharpest knife or a bullet could pierce through.

but you? you could tear that down with one hand, hell even a look so soft and knowing will burn it to ashes and render steve on his knees with tearstained cheeks.

it's true that he never lost his confidence. it's how he got you, anyway. though, if he were to be truly honest, it looked like a knight in shining armor that was a bumbling mess inside and out. yet somehow, you and your dirt-stained gown still took him into your heart.

yet somehow, he still refuses to show his vulnerability around you.

seeing him flex in front of the mirror is something you'll never get used to. steve likes to check himself out, it's a confidence booster. he likes to observe every part of his body and praise himself because no one would. until you came.

you liked telling him he was pretty. and he is. and right now, he needs to hear it.

because steve harrington's not flexing in front of the mirror, he's frowning. at himself.

a white towel hangs from his hips, his dampened hair drips from the previous shower, rolls down his pudgy back. from your view, you can see the tops of his chest hair poke out, but you can see visibly the putridness in his glare, like he wants to burn himself alive.

this, was a sight you're never used to. and you actually don't think you'll ever will.

"hey there, stevie," you say softly. it's loud enough to catch his attention, but not to startle him from your quiet arrival. steve's shoulders slump and he smiles timidly.

"hi, honey," his head only turns to look at you, but keeps his front facing the mirror still.

"took such a long shower,"

"well, i took too long picking the kids up," he answers. "i don't know where they came from but they came inside my car all covered in mud so i had to clean it. then i got covered in mud."

your nose wrinkles, your bare feet padding across the carpeted floor of steve's bedroom. "ew," you grimace. "no wonder why you smelled. thought you swam on some swamp,"

"i don't think there are swamps here, sweetheart," he turns to face you, cradling your head in his drying palms and keeps your face tilting up. your hands settle on his chest. "crazy how this place doesn't have cctvs on the streets but has a portal to another dimension near town. talk about safety."

you laugh and he smiles. it's a harmony to his ears. he kisses your ample cheek, wet but loving.

"kline was involved in it too," you brush his hair away, brown locks darkened by water that air-dries. "fucking government and their never ending corruption—god, steve, you're so handsome,"

tan skin tinged pink from a sudden compliment. steve's hands come down to wrap themselves around your wrist when you trace every feature of his face. it's perfectly imperfect. you love it.

"really?" he teases, eyes narrowing a little. "you so have a crush on me,"

"a big one," you say with feigned seriousness, bottom lip jutting out a little. "a big crush. had it since 1980."

one of his hands rest the back of it on his forehead, too dramatically. "god. the never ending line of swains. i feel like a princess."

"a pretty one, that's for sure,"

"oh hush," he presses his lips on yours this time, hard but loving, the slight graze of his tongue makes something tingle in your belly. "i've got a line of suitors. you're lucky i chose you,"

you giggle. "so lucky,"

absentmindedly, your hands wander across his body like you always do. but when you reach the scar tissues across his torso, steve's hands shoot down to your wrists, only to place them back on his face with a gentle yet nervous smile.

but you can see it in his eyes that he was on the verge of breaking the second he felt your fingertips hover over them.

you know what it means, and you try not to frown upon it. not because he doesn't want you touching him there, but because of what he's probably thinking.

"hey," you settle on his face, though. not wanting to make him uncomfortable. steve relaxes a little into your calloused fingers. "i mean it, babe."

steve kisses the inside of your palm. "mean what?"

"that you're handsome," you smile a little. "you're–you're so handsome, steve. i love- i love your hair, and your eyes and your nose and that–god–that smile just makes my heart burst,"

your boyfriend chuckles shyly. his finger traces the vein on your wrist.

"and this, baby," your palms lather across his shoulder, down his thick biceps and his forearms, 'till you skip his hands and your skin meets his scarred mangled wounds. "this is single handedly, the hottest thing i've ever seen. and i'm looking at your face right now. i've seen your dick, steve. though, i don't mean that your dick is not hot but, you know what i mean,"

like a lighter flickering at the corner of a paper, his metal walls are torn down carefully and you let him melt into your touch.

"i know what you mean, bubs," his speech is muffled with his smushed cheeks. "you like this lump of thing?"

he pulls on it like its gum. you giggle at the sight and he giggles at the feeling. you nod. "it's so sexy, it puts ralph macchio to shame,"

"wow. even i'm offended," steve jests. "but thank you, baby. you're pretty too,"

"not as pretty as you," you kiss his nose.

"i love you," he murmurs. had it not been for the lovesick smile that brightens up his face, you would have noticed the nervousness that wrecks over his eyes.

"i love you more," you lean up to kiss him. steve sighs in relief. "now, bed your damsel in distress, my noble knight. spear her with your sword!"

steve laughs jovially. "i don't think that's how the saying works," but he pulls his towel aside and throws it into abyss. "though, i don't mind spearing my princess."

#steve harrington blurb #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x you #steve harrington x y/n #steve harrington angst #steve harrington fluff #steve harrington fic #steve harrington fanfiction #stranger things x reader

[julianalvarez9]

i (can't) remember / kepa arrizabalaga

wc: 1560 words

summary: a night out with kepa turns out into a trip back to memory lane and drunken confessions.

author's note: don't quite know if i love or hate it yet 🤔 the only thing i know is that i want more kepa fics and you've gotta start with something, don't you? anyways, hope you like itttt 🤍

"isn't it funny that we never even kissed?".

the ask comes abruptly from your best friend's mouth. it doesn't take you by surprise, as it probably should, due to the slightly intoxicated state in which you are in. it isn't weird due to where you’re currently at, a little london pub, and how many drinks have started to flow since you came in to celebrate chelsea's latest win with kepa and his teammates. the mood is light, and the alcohol accentuates your loud laugh at his question.

"actually, we did. once," you answer truthfully, while taking a gulp from your second beer of the night. kepa's eyes widened suddenly, and his reaction makes you afraid that he had regrets about it. you had never talked about it after it happened, and while it left you feeling a bit deflated due to the sudden feelings that had awakened once your lips met, you quickly let them go when you realized it didn't mean half as much to him. but now, you realize that maybe he didn't even remember it happened, and you don't know what's worse.

he reassures, "no, i would remember it: we didn't," although his tone is rather doubtful now, with his head slightly tilted to the side, and he looks like a confused puppy. it only makes you laugh more, but now it sounds more nervous than before, fearing that he would think of it as you taking advantage of him. "yeah, we did," you confirm, a bit closer to his ear now due to the loud music filling the air, which is interrupting the conversation a bit. "you were drunk as fuck, that's why you probably don't remember".

kepa's gaze remains locked into yours, looking for any sign that would let on a crack into your lie: but it never comes. his eyebrows furrow while questioning your recollection of events. "and you do? that's unfair," he complains, and now it's your turn to widen your eyes. “it's not a big deal, really. nothing more happened,” you gesticulate, hands going everywhere to try and prove your innocence. it gains you a few nasty looks when you almost make a stranger drop his drink, but he doesn’t, and you apologize profusely. “i think you said something in spanish after, but you know i can't understand shit, so i don’t know what it was: i’m sorry, kepa,” you apologize, partly because you feel like you owe it to him, for keeping the information that seems to have short circuited his brain for so long, and partly, because you don’t regret it like he seems to.

but suddenly, something clicks, and kepa remembers.

it was a hot, humid spanish night. the club was filled to the brim, and he was sure that not even one person more would fit into the pub before the walls exploded. the air was thick, filled with smoke from those fog stage machines that he so deeply despised. but kepa couldn't care less about it, or the light effects around, because you were there with him. it had taken a while for you to accept going to his home country in the first place, but he had insisted you for months to join him while visiting his parents, and finally, you had said yes.

you weren’t there for that long, so he knew that he had to use his time wisely. you had met his parents, enjoyed the beach, and now was time for the sweet nightlife that spain has to offer. it was almost 3 a.m now, and after too much to drink, on both ends, you had decided that it was time to go back to where you were staying.

“wait, no!” kepa protested, hand on your waist to try and stabilize himself. you were really trying to not think about it too much, but you couldn't really ignore the sensations a simple touch by your best friend were altering you. “we still have to do one more thing,” he slurred, and you remembered the stupid list he had managed to scribble on his phone’s notes. 

“you need to kiss someone in this club,” kepa recalled, devilish grin painted on his pretty lips. you rolled your eyes, vaguely recalling how you had yelled at him to delete that specific item. seems that he hadn’t heard you.

“well, i’m not doing that,” you crossed your arms over your chest, and expected that, as every time you got mad at him, whether fake or real, he would back off on his challenge. unfortunately, the alcohol was making him immune to your charms, it seemed, because he kept going. “then we won’t leave,” he shrugged, and started to make his way back towards the bar to get another drink -one that he definitely didn’t need right now. you exasperatedly shaked his arm, bringing his wider frame to clash into yours, and through his drunken state he still tried to maintain you both stayed upright. “if i kiss you, can we go?”, you asked while rolling your eyes, but he didn’t see your expression since he was practically leaning his whole body into yours to get to hear what you were saying through the loud music.

you don’t know if it happened fast or slow, with how fucked up your processing of the situation around you is due to the alcohol you consumed, but what you do know is that, suddenly, it's like you’re not in the club anymore. all you can feel is kepa’s hands tightly holding onto your face, like you would slip away from him otherwise, and his fluffy, plump lips, now clashing with yours. you melted into him, like you had dreamed of doing way too many times to consider normal for two best friends. you only separate when the air in your lungs reaches an all-time low, and even then, it's begrudgingly. when you open your eyes back open, you’re afraid of what you can find: you don’t know if this was kepa or the alcohol’s doing, and the fact that you didn’t understand what he had said only made things worse. “quise hacer eso por mucho tiempo” (i wanted to do that for a long time).

“yeah, that sounds like what you said!” you cheer when you recognize vaguely what he had muttered. back then, a wide smile was painted on his lips, but now, the sentence doesn't sound the same, and his gaze looks almost lost in the pub. “what does it mean?” you question, and kepa’s eyes widen when he realizes that he had said it out loud, rather than just keeping the flashback to himself. he’s cornered now, between telling you the truth about what he said and risk losing your friendship, or lying to you and keep the newfound piece of information to himself.

instead of replying, he drags you through the bar, passing through a few of his teammates and explaining shortly that you two were already leaving. you wave goodbye excitedly, though your confused face doesn’t portray the same emotion. a confused tone is laced through your sentence when he finally reaches his destination: outside, at the back of the club. “what are we doing out here?”, you mutter, bringing your arms tightly wrapped around yourself to preserve some of the warmth that the sea of bodies around you provided when you were inside. kepa is quick to embrace your frame with his jacket, and both his smell and body heat warm you from the inside out.

“i wanted to do that for a long time,” he says, finally translating the sentence he had told you that night. but still, with no context, his words don’t make sense. “do what? i’m not following, kepa”.

he huffs in discomfort when he realizes he has to be a lot more explicit for you to understand what he meant.

“that night, when we kissed,” he starts, and his whole face turns into a reddish color. “i said that i had wanted to do that for a long time”. you squint your eyes, trying to watch closely for the classic lip twitch he had when he lied to you about something, but it never comes. instead, a warm smile forms on his lips, and you’re tempted to mimic it. “if you remembered, why didn’t you say something before?” you ask, scrunching your nose as well as your eyebrows. his head tilts back, and he’s laughing before dropping an impromptu kiss on your nose. “wish i remembered before, but i didn’t. until you said it back there”. you’re now hugging him tight, half expecting him to leave after what feels like the ending of your friendship due to the heartfelt love confessions. but instead, he returns the embrace just as tightly, and even if you had been in this situation many times before, now it’s more special.

although his confession sobered you in an instant, you’re afraid that -like it happened to him before, when the morning comes, you won’t remember it either. “what if i can’t remember this?” you question a few minutes after he muttered the last sentence interchanged between you two, arms still tightly wrapped against his middle while he places his big hands on your shoulders. “i’ll make sure you do,” he smiles through his words, while planting a sweet kiss on the top of your head.

#football x y/n #football x reader #football imagine #football x you #kepa arrizabalaga x you #kepa arrizabalaga x y/n #kepa arrizabalaga x reader #kepa arrizabalaga imagine

[nothoughtsjustluxiem]

Hello. I'm sorry if this is sudden but I was wondering if you took story requests and if you do, could you make a platonic Dan heng IL story with the reader being the child of his previous incarnation and with the reader still being quite young and Jing Yuan is the one to tell Dan Heng about them even though he's only met them a couple and doesn't know them personally, but Jing Yuan felt like Dan Heng had the right to know about the reader especially after the reader had an encounter with Blade. (If this is too much or if you don't do requests that's completely understandable and I wish you a good day/afternoon and or night😊)

Hello!! I don't really do requests anymore, but a little practice in writing doesn't hurt anybody so sure!! (Also I noticed I got around 2 more asks very similar to this one so maybe it was a glitch or intention it's fine tho!!)

Dan Heng with the child of Dan Feng (Platonic)

Let's think about you being a confused and lost child, loosing your memories so you don't really remember your parents or where you came from. You just suddenly woke up and with the guidance of the general Jing Yuan. He explained he knew your family and they left you under his guidance. He's been your support since, you're about the same height as Bailu but much younger, you're around 12 years old? Maybe 13? You can't really remember your age but that doesn't matter much right now.

You being with Jing Yuan all the time you get to meet interesting people, first it was a man named Blade who kept looking at you for some reason before Jing Yuan ordered the guards to take him away.

Another were a group of adventurers, they called themselves the Astral Express. A young woman named march 7th who loved to play with you while the two older men named Mr. Yang and Caelus spoke with Jing Yuan.

The last person you encountered was a man who seemed to give familiarity to you, you never met this man but the way he looks at you while you're tending to Jign Yuan you can't seem to look away.

"The general is in a stable condition, I would advise you all to let him have his rest. Y/n will be keeping an eye on him while I treat all of your wounds please follow me"

The group leaves you alone to Jing Yuan except for one, it's the strange man who won't stop staring

"Are you in need of something Mister?" You look at him with confusion before he shakes his head, apologises and closes the door

"Hello Y/n" he watches you stare at the the door before you turn back to him with an irritated expression

"Hello General, you seem to be in a good mood. I'd prefer if you don't recklessly lose your life again please" Jing Yuan has gotten used to your scolding and only finds it comical

"Oh you wound me my dear y/n. After taking you under my wing, you treat me like this. You don't even call me father" he fakes a tear, "Okay old man" you responded which seems to have hit him harder than Phantylia. (You know those anime clips of a character getting stabbed with an arrow that says airhead or something? Yeah he got hit like that but it says Old man instead)

"Anyway how are you doing? Do you need any pain medication, any areas where I need to look at?" Jing Yuan made sure to ease your worries before you had other questions.

"That man..with the long black hair and blue horns, do you know him? He seems oddly familiar but I don't remembermeeting him.." you asks Jing Yuan while grabbing the freshly brewed tea. What you did not know was that Jing Yuan looked at you from behind with a saddened look "He's an old friend of mine, well his previous incarnation..your father" and it sunk in

Old memories seemed to have flooded your memories and before you could drop the tray of tea Jing Yuan has stood up and caught it before you could hurt yourself

"My father???" Jing Yuan looks up to find Dan Heng staring at the two

"Dan Heng meet Y/n, Dan Feng's child" the two of you were staring at each other "I was planning to tell you both this at another time, but the phantylia battle has taken a toll on me, how about you get to know each other" Jing Yuan pushes you towards the tall man, he looks at you curiously and you feel a thump below you

*Jung Yuan laughs* "You must have grown your horns and tail the moment you saw your father"

"I'm not their father" / "Jing Yuan not now" he continued to laugh at the both of you.

Not sure how to end this, uhm thanks for reading.

#jing yuan fluff #dan heng fluff #honkai dan heng #honkai jing yuan #hsr #honkai star rail #hsr dan heng il #hsr x reader #dan heng il x reader #dan heng x reader #honkai star rail x reader

[inafieldofdaisies]

Last Line Paragraph Tag | Tagged by @socially-awkward-skeleton

Dropping by with a little treat from John's AU where Oliver is grilling the shite out of Leslie. I couldn't bring myself to cut out any of his jokes, so you're getting an extended last line. ❤️

"Coffee run, boys. Anyone want something?", Oliver hollered, stiring up the rest of the detectives that were in at the early hour, "No? Byyyyeee." He sing-songed the rest as he threw on his jacket and Leslie did the same, rushing to leave before both could get wrapped up in actual orders. "Aye, you fuck, I wanted-", Ross' yell was cut off as McKenzie slammed the door to their division shut, whistling to himself on their way to the stairs. "Graham will retaliate, you know that, right?" "I promised Maxie I'd get him a coffee, there's only so much I can carry.", he explained while Leslie followed closely, "Plus, Ross has legs and cheated me out of my poker win last week. So… he can suck it." Parish chuckled, but it felt more forced than anything with his mind still racing with questions, "Weren't you also cheating?" "Beside the point." "Mhm.", he hummed as they hit the ground floor and made their way out the precinct. "You know, my jokes are only good if people are paying attention to them…", Oliver began while the two set on their usual route to a small bakery nearby. "I was listening, it just wasn't funny." The deadpan answer did little to convince him of the lie based on the snort he replied with, "Sure. Repeat it back to me, will ya? Then I can decide if it sounded funny or not."

"Fuck off.", Leslie remarked, pulling his coat closed against the sudden gust of wind that blew in. "That's what I thought.", McKenzie sent him a cocky smirk over his shoulder as they navigated the crowd moving down the street, "What did Rina do this time?" "Nothing." "And you've been looking like I kicked you in the nuts the whole morning over nothing. How long have we known each other to think this would work with me? Hell, I think even Vaughn would pick up on your lie, and he is as oblivious as they come." A groan left Leslie, but deep down he was thankful someone cared enough to notice the mood he was in and try to get him out of it, "I have no idea how we're still friends, you don't ever let up." "Why my ma said I'd make a great detective, and how right she was…" In ways Oliver truly was like a K9 that had caught a perp's scent, refusing to let go until getting an answer, on top of it all he was competitive as hell. The bakery's sign finally came into view, making him wonder if he could actually get away with not providing any details for once. Doubtful. "Well?", McKenzie asked again, swinging the door open and entering the shop first with Leslie close on his heels. "Coffee first." "Fine, but you try to dodge my questions, I'm locking you in the interrogation room until you start singing like a canary. I have all the time and patience in the world." "Buchanan will have your balls." He rolled his eyes as they took their place in line, "Think I care about what old Jerry will do?" Doubtful again.

Parish occupied his time by mindlessly watching the people seated at the tables in the back of the bakery, wishing his heart would skip a beat the same way it did for Sabrina when his gaze was met on accident by a woman sitting on her own. The little smile she gave him only darkened his mood as he forced his eyes back ahead and Oliver's hand landed on his back in silent support. "Jesus. It's bad." "I'm absolutely fine." "Sure, Sabrina. You're picking up all her sad habits.", Oliver grumbled, "Lying you're okay, going through life deep sighing over somebody you can't have for some stupid ass reason." He rattled out an order when their turn came and paid for everything, giving Leslie a much needed break from arguing over the ugly truth. "Just ask her out. You have to start somewhere.", his fellow detective insisted as they set on waiting to the side, "Who cares if she went on a date yesterday? Like, fuck, you sure won't be sending 100 roses to her and panic-calling her over a little bat paying you a friendly visit. You already have an advantage - you know what she likes and what she wants before she even figures it out." "60." "Huh?", McKenzie gave him a dumbfounded look. "60 roses is what Bruce sent." A snort left him at the choice of nickname, "Batman ain't cheap, I'd give him that. Though, I'd argue blowing your hotshot lawyer money on a bouquet is kinda idiotic." "Hotshot?" "Oh, yeah.", Oliver nodded at his raised eyebrow, "I looked him up myself, too. Fucker's a new partner in Atlanta. Has his name on the plaque and everything. I wanted to barf at his fancy photoshoot on their website, haven't seen anyone looking so sure of themselves while holding scales. Lady Justice is shakin'."

"Not making me feel any better about this." "I wasn't trying to.", a playful slap landed on his shoulder, "I'm trying to kick your ass into action. Get your girl. Getting laid will fix you both, I promise." "We've been over this." Thanfully, the woman out front waved Oliver over to pick up his bag, stopping the conversation they've had plenty of times before in its tracks. Or so Leslie thought until he was dragged back into it the moment they were back outside. "Spill, Parish and I don't mean my coffee.", McKenzie instructed him with narrowed eyes as they set towards the precinct and he passed him the takeaway to light up a cigarette, "You can even tell Rina you bought her the croissant. My treat." "We talked like we do every night yesterday…", the storm clouds above them certainly matched his mood, "and she let it slip that she's invited him over because his neighbors were annoying the shit out of him with loud sex." Oliver laughed way too loudly at that, startling a woman walking ahead of them and getting a dark look from her he met with a wink, "Batman wishes he was gettin' some." "I asked her to keep me posted, so I know she and Sav are safe." "Reasonable.", he agreed, "Considering they just met." Leslie sighed, "I expected a text, you know, 'We're all good, he left. Goodnight.' She called me instead… sounded completely off, mind you, I was close to jumping on my bike and driving there." "Don't tell me-" "No! Nothing of sorts."

"Good, because it would suck to get arrested for murdering one of Maxie's case victims." "After dancing around the subject, Rina announced that Bruce is stayin' over." "Uh-oh.", Oliver let out a whistle, "She actually went for it. Damn, I-" "In the guest bedroom.", Parish interjected before he could go on a tangent about Sabrina getting laid. He suspected he'd get an extra detailed version of possible events as punishment. The detective's eyes shone with a devilish gleam at the news, "Poor Batman. But… wait… why the fuck did she call you?" "She wanted me to convince her sleeping with him was a bad idea." The two came to a halt in front of their building, not exactly rushing to go back inside despite the subject. Oliver took a long drag from his cigarette, gaze running over his face before he exhaled some of the smoke and muttered, "And you did just that. Cockblocked him, six ways from Sunday." "No." The rest of the vapor left him at once, making him choke at the confession. "God-fucking-damn.", McKenzie croaked out between coughs as he hit his chest dramatically, "This ain't how I want to die. Especially before seeing you get laid for good." Leslie said nothing and tightened his grip on the bag in his hands, focusing his attention on the street, watching each passing car, instead of meeting what he knew would be his fellow detective's disapproving gaze. "You're an idiot, you know that?" "Thanks."

"It's accepted you look a person in the eye when they speak…", he gritted out, taking another pull of nicotine. "What do you want me to say?" "That you didn't actually encourage her to sleep with him and are now in this shit mood because of it? I'd start with that." "I told her the truth.", Leslie replied flatly, "You saw how she was after their lunch. I don't even want to ask how close they were at it…" "I didn't give them the chance to. For you." He shifted his weight from one foot to the other, skipping over the part where he had mentioned protection, because Oliver wouldn't let him live that one down, "I reminded her it's rare she ever feels so strongly about anyone, that she shouldn't worry about the rules of dating or how soon it is." McKenzie dropped his cigarette on the ground, stomping on it with way too much force before throwing it in the nearest trashcan, "You basically shoved her in his bed, gotcha. How the fuck aren't you day-drinking? I'd be spiking my coffee right now." "Rina didn't say she would. In fact she made it a point to say how he's probably already asleep." Just shut up, Parish. His reply received a humorless laugh, "Oh, definitely. You hearin' yourself?" "Sadly, yes." "Good, because currently I feel like walking into traffic to put myself out of this misery…", Oliver pointed ahead of him and clicked his tongue, "but knowing my luck, the closest I'd get is getting run over by a kid biking to school, scarring us both in the process." "Dramatic." McKenzie blinked slowly, "I'm dead serious. And your phone?"

"My phone?", Parish felt his pockets with his free hand, wondering if he had managed to swipe it with another 'magic trick'. Certainly wasn't uncommon for him to pickpocket for kicks, even their Chief, Buchanan. "Yes. Why were you staring at it like it held the solution to all of our cases, and then some?" He produced the device to Oliver, his screen still on Sabrina's open message that he had reread an embarassing amount of times and tried to convince himself it had nothing to do with her late night guest. "I will be in a little bit later today.", McKenzie read her text that wasn't anything unusual to receive from any of the other detectives in Missing Persons, for Sabrina though, it felt out of character, monumental. Both of them were aware of that. "Leslie 'God-how-much-I-wish-you-had-a-middle-name-right-now-so-I-can-scold-you-like-a-mother-would' Parish.", the first part flew past his lips in record speed, "You got this from her and are still thinking she hadn't followed your advice to grab the handsome egomaniac by his horns?" Leslie hoped his shrug was nonchalant enough, "There could be another explanation. Many, in fact." Based on the 'Are you kidding me' look he received, his partner in crime wasn't buying it, "You sweet summer child."

Tagging, @jillvalentinesday @cassietrn @thesingularityseries @josephseedismyfather @unholymilf @madparadoxum @shellibisshe @shegetsburned @purplehairsecretlair @adelaidedrubman @strafethesesinners @strangefable @onehornedbeast @voidika @direwombat @florbelles @corvosattano @theelderhazelnut @harmonyowl @simplegenius042 @clicheantagonist @euryalex @aceghosts @josephslittledeputy @trench-rot @dumbassdep @wrathfulrook @nightbloodbix @quantum-lover and anyone that would like to share a line or a couple ❤️

#Oliver's reaction to John's pictures on the law firm's website 😂😂😂 #and you're getting all the lore about him: he cheats at cards and lifts people's belongings for funsies (John learned it firsthand too) #“the getting hit by a kid on a bike” is what he kept dropping as a line when I first started working on the chapter; he wouldn't shut up #I'm yet again convincing myself Hope County isn't ready for when Ollie and Cal are finally together in a room... #tagged <3 #wip: a trial of errors #oc: oliver mckenzie #oc: leslie parish #fc5 au #last line tag #last line game #last line wip #wip snippet #fc5 ocs #far cry 5 oc #tag games #wip stuff #wip game #wip tag #character dynamics #mygifs #ocs

[nightmarecita]

Adam X Oc

The first time they met, Adam's first impression was that she was boring and had very bad taste, at first he was a little curious about her, which was normal, but his attempt at rapprochement was not the best of all.

—And this cutie?— the man known as Ethan, whose purpose in the band was to play the drums, leaned a little towards the shorter winged girl with a subtly flirtatious smile, finding her sweet appearance and face attractive at first glance. tender and with a squashy appearance.

The angel tilted her head a little and retreated a little at her sudden approach, her eyes were a little drooping and everything about her revolved around colors with various shades of blue, her eyes, her hair. her. . . Her mouth, because it gave the impression that there were cyan marks on the sides of her mouth, simulating small embroidery.

—Leave her alone, she came for me, asshole.– She was named Laila, who was in charge of pushing away her dear friend's drummer, a dear friend she had met about a week ago, actually, but he was quite nice to her. . . And she reminded him of someone she knew during her lifetime.

Adam was elated and happy after being booed by some fans, and after handing out some autographs and exciting the girls with flirtatious looks, he made his way through the hallways so he could drop off his things and finally leave, he hummed a little under his breath, his Good mood could be quickly noticed, he still had a lot of energy, and he was thinking about releasing it, specifically on someone.

— Wait for me outside, dear, I'll just change.– He immediately recognized Laila's voice, who was in her band. From the hallway he watched her enter the bathroom and leave a girl behind.

For a moment the appearance of the angel seemed familiar to him, approaching her to inspect her one more voice, where do you know her from? There are many people in heaven, but he specifically remembered having seen her somewhere, not at the concert, he didn't remember. having seen it as a spectator.

But admiring her a little more closely, he remembered her desire to expel the energy he had from her into more physical action, and even though she wasn't his type physically, he didn't hesitate to approach her.

— Hey, cutie, are you waiting for someone?– Adam's sudden approach surprised the angel a little, but she just looked at him and nodded. Her face was a little curious to Adam, but that didn't stop him.

— Who are you?–

Adam almost drowned.

With a puzzled expression, she went blank, silently staring at the short one as she processed her question, what kind of question is that?

— What kind of question is that?! I'm the fucking Adam! Do you live under a rock or what?!– He frowned, leaning exaggeratedly towards the angel, who pressed his back against the wall. by that approach, but after trying to make sense of the situation, his smile suddenly grew, bringing his face closer to her, almost in a predatory way while his wings spread over her, giving a feeling of intimidation because this It made him look bigger than before.– Ohh, I get it, you're trying to play dumb to get my attention, aren't you? You fake little bitch.– The tone of his voice quickly became slightly mocking and seductive, as the angel Below him I looked at him with confusion and surprise, all of this was very fast and sudden.

— Since you don't know who I am, why don't I show you who Adam is?— Her hands held the angel's hips, causing her to jump a little because of it.

— No!– When this was too much for her, she pushed the man from her body, her cheeks were a little red and she was a little agitated, clearly this whole act worked to upset her, since you were not used to these things.

It took Adam a few moments to process that she had pushed him, so he stayed silent, staring at her until he scowled angrily, crossing his arms in indignation.

— Hey! How dare you push me?! You should be grateful that I, Adam, noticed a bitter bitch like you!

That was it, he was no longer in a good mood.

Without allowing the angel to say anything else, Adam began to quietly complain and mutter curses, turning around as he quickly walked away from her,

Who would reject HIM? It was the fucking Adam, she should be grateful that he noticed her! What bad tastes she must have to have pushed him away like that, how rude!

#adam x reader #hazbin hotel adam #oc hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel

[loosesodamarble]

From Luck to Jesse

Summary: The day of their daughter's birth, Luck is confronted with fear and hesitation. Magna is there to reassure his husband though. They're fathers in this together. Genre: general, some hurt-comfort Word count: ~1000 Warning: brief mentions of abuse

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When it came time to cut open the blood cocoon and truly bring their new daughter into the world, Luck ran into the room before Magna. His smile stretched across his face, bright enough to rival the look he wore during their wedding. He stopped in front of the blood cocoon and stared at it for a moment.

It's time. Our little girl is ready for the world, Luck thought to himself.

Luck glanced over his shoulder to see Magna speed-walk in after him. Magna smiled, half annoyed-half amused.

"Man, someone's too excited 'round here."

"Maybe you're not excited enough! Get over here already, Magna!"

"Alrigh' alrigh'!"

Once a tub of warm water and a soft towel was prepped, Magna brought out a medical kit and a clean scalpel to cut the cocoon. The husbands shared a look before Manga pressed the blade into the cocoon's surface and glided it through.

With the seal broken, the magic blood within began to dissipate like steam. As the blood faded, a small, pink shape was revealed. A baby, their baby, their daughter. Bits of blood and other fluid clung to the infant's body. She had already begun crying and wriggling. She was alive and a fighter!

With Magna still holding the scalpel, Luck instinctively moved to pick up the baby.

Smack!

Carissa loomed over Luck, looking upon him with contempt. Her hand, hovering close to where he once stood, had been cold.

Luck saw how close his hand was to touching his daughter. He curled his fingers back before withdrawing his whole hand.

"Luck?" Magna's voice was a distant echo in his ears.

"I… I shouldn't…" Luck took a step back as he whispered those words. "Magna, I don't…"

It only took a second for Magna to change gears. He'd already set down the scalpel and wiped his hands so he picked up the baby and moved her to the tub.

Luck quietly watched his husband gently, oh so tenderly, washed their daughter off. He watched and wished he wasn't so afraid of what his own hands could do.

While Magna cleaned up their daughter, Luck shuffled to the bedroom and sat on the bed's edge.

Why did he hesitate all of a sudden? He'd never hesitated when handling children before. He wasn't Sterling's favorite but he always treated her with care. Hikari loved to roughhouse with him. Finral and Mallory's sons would gang up on him. Hell, he'd even held many of the children as babies. So then why couldn't he touch his own daughter?

The mattress shifted under the weight of another person.

"She's all clean now," Magna said in a neutral tone. "Even fell asleep while I bathed her."

Luck looked to the side. And sure enough, the babe was already sound asleep an swaddled like a newborn should've been. Her little fighter instinct was already tired out. A smile cracked Luck's somber face.

"Wanna hold her?" Magna offered with a grin.

Immediately, Luck's mood dropped. Magna saw that and sighed.

"Well, at least get a good look at her." Magna scooted closer until he and Luck were shoulder-to-shoulder. "She's got your hair." He shifted his arms a bit as he tried to point to her forehead and barely present locks. "The color's there at least. But I really hope it's as fluffy as yours too. She'll be the cutest gal in town and then we can be like 'hey, not flirting with my daughter.'"

"Mhm…"

Magna and Luck sat in silence for a while longer. Their daughter slept peacefully in Magna's arms.

"Luck, you don't gotta worry about hurting her, y'know… You love her too much for that."

At his words, Luck cringed.

"My mom loved me and yet she still…" Luck threw his head back and groaned. "She loved me, I know she did. She had to have loved me!" Luck bit his lip when he noticed how loud he was getting. He held still for a moment, watching if the baby stirred. And when she remained serene, he went on, "But that didn't stop her from hitting me… How do I know I won't end up the same?"

Magna leaned in and bonked his head against Luck's.

"There's a lot of things that'll stop you," Magna muttered. "For one, I'd skin your ass if you tried to hurt our baby. Second, the squad would crucify you. But you'd also kick your own ass if you did." He sat upright and looked Luck in the eye. "Also, look at where you are in life. You've got a stable job and home. You've got a husband and more friends than you can count to watch your back. And you've got the mind to hesitate and consider your actions towards your child. You won't hurt her, I promise."

Luck listened to Magna. How his husky voice was warm with reassurance. He watched Magna's face. How his eyes lit up at the mention of them being married and his lips were smiling with confidence. He let the words sink into him.

And Magna was right.

Luck had everything his mom lacked when she raised him. She loved him but she was so vulnerable and alone. It didn't excuse a thing. But it put into perspective her lashing out at him.

Luck looked at his daughter again. She was so small and helpless. He reached out and touched the edge of her blanket.

"Do you wanna hold her now?" Magna shifted, as if to hand the baby over. And Luck pulled his hand back before his finger could brush his daughter's cheek.

"… Not yet. She looks so comfy in your arms right now. Maybe tomorrow though."

"Heh. Let's hope she doesn't get too comfy with me before then. Or maybe she's already chosen me as her favorite dad!"

"Hah!" Luck bumped Magna with his elbow. "I won't let you win, Magna!"

The men shared a laugh before turning their eyes to their daughter again. The gift that they’d been given.

#black clover #black clover fanfic #luck voltia #magna swing #black clover oc #jesse voltiaswing #next gen ocs #soda's ocs #carissa voltia #this is definitely more a luck piece #but magna is just as important to jesse #but luck has the baggage that can be dealt with #initially just something I threw up in a server #kinda inspired by Lyra teasing the Henry and Alice fic #but now I’m posting

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Double Trouble [Yandere Edition] (Writing Practice)

A/N: @blutulip Been meaning for ages to write something like this, mood just struck me :3 --------------------------------------------------------------------- "Do you feel the eyes as well?" This question was posed to Tulip as she and Xingshen made their way through the mall, with Xingshen alone carrying the bags of clothes and various makeup they had just purchased. Xingshen had spoken these words under her breath without an alter in stride nor expression, her voice deepening further in an attempt to keep her words secret.

Tulip knew to not look around as she turned to the taller woman, "I think, yeah. What should we do?" Tulip, smart woman that she was, knew full well who owned the eyes following the both of them. A smile nearly broke Xingshen's carefully kept expression. "To this end I have a plan, if you are in the mood for some fun and just a smidge of mischief." The two women would position themselves before the street before long. With the crosswalk soon to change, Xingshen suddenly tripped, her high heel getting caught in a grate as she pitched forward, accidentally grabbing Tulip's shoulder and causing them both to fall forward as a truck sped towards them, horn honking in desperation. A moment before it did, there came a flash of gold. The truck would not impact Tulip, instead of unforgiving steel she felt the warmth of familiar fur. When her eyes opened, she would see the truck shoved backwards, black streaks along the road where the tires had resisted the sudden momentum shift. The truck was damaged, but luckily not the driver or anyone else. Looking up, she'd see the very worried eyes of Wukong.

Xingshen herself would appear a few moments later from a shadow portal in the wall, being firmly held by a frowning Macaque. She was unceremoniously dropped to her feet, but the Rainbow Princess took this in stride, smoothing her ebony curls and dusting off her dress' skirt. "I knew you two would take action." "So you put yourself in intentional danger? What is wrong with you two? Do you have a death wish, do you like scaring the absolute hell out of us? Well, me." Wukong squinted at Macaque. "I still don't get why he's here, but on the point..." He frowns down at Tulip. "You could have died, what would you do if I wasn't there to save you?" "But you did." Tulip (who truthfully was shaken by the whole thing), moved herself from Wukong's hold. "And don't look at me, I didn't know Xingshen was gonna do that."

Both simians' glares turned to the princess, who was completely unabashed. "I fell with her intentionally facing away from the truck, she would have been shielded by my body. Besides that, I knew you were both following us. Stalking is quite the crime, you know. So..." Xingshen crossed her arms over her chest, golden eyes fixing them both in a basilisk stare. "Explain yourselves at once." Wukong, for the first time since he knew the priest, looked away and actually fidgeted like a schoolboy being scolded by his mother. Macaque for his part pretending to be unaffected by looking to the side, but his hand tracing the scarf around his neck gave him away. It would be the Monkey King who spoke first, "Tulip...is mortal. She's not like the kid, she's not like his friends. They have powers and she doesn't. So...I kind of..." His golden eyes glanced to Tulip (who stood beside Xingshen with a copied stance) as if seeking comfort and strength in her presence alone. "Worry. A lot." Tulip felt a smile begin twitching at the corners of her mouth. "Wukong, you know you could just ask to go with me. I'm a tough girl, I can handle myself." And that much was certainly true, Tulip was formidable in her own right. "Stalking someone is super creepy, but...I know you have the world's worst communication skills." Tulip holds out her arms for a hug that the Monkey King gratefully accepts. Xingshen turned her attention to Macaque, who was looking away from the tender moment. "And you?" Her voice remained as frigid as a winter lake.

"When we first met you were so dense you'd walk into a cave filled with demons and wouldn't know anything was wrong until your bones were picked clean, I was just making sure you'd grown out of the habit." Xingshen's glare held for a few seconds before she ruffled Macaque's fur. "Liu'er, I have grown considerably from the girl you knew then. Like Tulip, however, I appreciate the gesture. Now, as a means of peace over this matter, come! The mortal treat of ice cream is sweet and it is my wish to enjoy the treat before the night is through. You are welcome to join us, if you wish." Thus the night was ended with ice cream and calm rather than blood splatter and despair. Tulip did wonder why Xingshen thought of falling into oncoming traffic, but then again she wondered a lot of things about Xingshen. Currently, though, she would have to be content to only wonder at how such a prim woman could down a whole sundae in a few bites like a glutton.

#lmk #lmk yandere #yandere lmk #lmk yandere x oc #lmk yandere wukong #lmk yandere macaque #blutulip

[that-one-weeb-buts-its-the-main]

Being Franks Daughter in Hawkins pt 8

Gif caption: Top Gif: Frank Castle from Marvel's Punisher Bottom Gif: Joyce Byers from Netflix's Stranger Things

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Reader: 17-18 range | female reader

Characters Mentioned: Frank Castle (MCU), Matt Murdock (MCU), Curt Hoyle (MCU), Karen Page (MCU), Peter Parker (MCU), Dinah Madani (MCU), Steve Harrington (ST), Billy Hargrove (ST), Max Mayfeild (ST), Will Byers (ST), Jonathan Byers (ST), Joyce Byers (ST), Nacny Wheeler (ST), Mike Wheeler (ST), Lucas Sinclair (ST), Dustin Henderson (ST)

A/n: Guys. Halloween Happened this part you know what that means? Demo dogs most likely next chap

Warnings: underage drinking mentioned, also fuck nancy we donf like nancy this chapter

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The next day, your up, but Frank has work

So your alone at the house

Props to him for leaving a bowl of oatmeal and fruit for you

God you wish you knew how to cook like Frank does

Maybe you could try.

No you'd probably burn the house down.

A phone call causes you to carry over your breakfast

"Always while Im eatin' come on." Y/n playful protest

"Y/n?"

"Oh. Nancy Hey. Whats up-" Y/n asked.

"Here take the phone-"

"Hello?" It was Mike now.

"Oh. Hey Mikey what can I help you with?"

"Will...uh. Told me about you wanna Try D&D."

Y/n smiled, "I wouldn't mind watching over a game. I've never played it before. Oh. But I was gonna ask if Steve if he wanted to go see that horror movie. And was gonna see if Will wanted to work on our costumes."

"Steve?" Mike asked, "You're dating Steve!? Harrington?!"

"Well. Anything can change within a day Mike- but why is that so-"

There was a click.

"Hello? Mike? Nancy?" Y/n asked into the phone.

Okay. Odd?

Guess that means no D&D for you. Sadly

So you dialed Billy, maybe you could see him today.

"What?" He asked crankily

"Oh well hello to you too Hargrove."

"City bird." He realized, "hey."

Y/n smiled, "I was wondering. Could I come over?"

"Yeah..." he answered.

"Really?" Y/n asked, "And. I dont have to sneak in. Or out?"

"Can we talk about this in person?"

"Yeah. I'm on my way." Y/n spoke.

You got dressed and put on your boots to make the trek to Billy's house

Luckily, you still got your leg strength from running and jumping and all that good shit in New York

You ring the door bell and Max answers it.

"Oh. Hey." Max smiled.

"Hey Max." Y/n smied

"Billy's in his room."

Y/n nodded unzipping her jacket, "did you like those comics?"

"Yeah! They were pretty cool. Know where I can get more?"

Y/n nodded, "I have more dont worry."

You walked through the house, following Billy's loud speakers.

Metal as usual, and even though you knocked he didnt hear you, so you walked in.

"Yo Hargrove!"

The music cut as he turned to her a smile stupidly happy.

"Glowing much pretty boy?" Y/n teased.

"Close the door."

Y/n did as asked as Billy came to her, engulfing her in a stupidly tight bear hug. What?

"Good news?"

"He's gone! He's really fuckin gone!" Billy spoke happily.

"Who?" Y/n asked with a laugh.

"Oh come on! I know you did this!" Billy cheered, "Two weeks! Of fuckin breathin' room! Thank fuckin you!"

"What?" She asked in disbelief.

"What?" He asked, her sudden sour mood dampining his, "What! This is great!"

"He's supposed to be in Jail!" Y/n argued.

"He is!"

What? No thats. Thats not possible.

"I. Two weeks?! Two fuckin weeks?! Thats it!?" Y/n argued.

"Its two weeks! He's done breathing down my neck!"

"No Billy! He's suppose to get. Months! Years maybe! Not two weeks! Thats a slap on the hand!" Y/n argued.

Oh it was so hard to argue with Billy, especially when she seen him so happy for the first time

But he was just. OH so happy, that she eventually dropped it

And he tries to remind you its two weeks free of his dad but it just makes you more mad

He doesnt understand this was what you were suppose to do.

"City bird! Hey! Im talking to you!" Billy argued walking through the house as he followed her, "Where are you going!?"

"You don't understand!"

"Understand what?! You did it!"

"Did it!? Did it!? This is a joke Billy! 2 weeks?! My dad went after the people who killed his family! They killed them! Gunned them all down. He got not one! Not two three or four! 5 life sentences! The laws a joke! The System is A joke! You deserve better!"

You go to leave but he slams the door closed before you can open it all the way

Just for him to hug you

Maybe you should just relish in this small Victory after all Billy was Free from Neil for atleast two weeks.

"Im glad you got some freedom." Y/n spoke, "did he look like a truck hit him atleast?"

"More of less around four trucks."

Y/n laughed, "you want icecream? I want icecream."

So there you are both having on the hood of his Chevy Camaro

Thats when you bring up the family dinner

He only laughs

"Never again" oh he's coming, you'll drag him like he dragged you to the store

Also talk about Halloween

He gives you a 'really' look as you say your going trick or treating

"Free candy."

"Free Booze."

Fair enough, it is Billy

But you tell him maybe something childish will help him feel his true potential and he laughs at you

You both just BS and catch up

Yeah you told him your sucking faces with Harrington and he fake throws up in his mouth

"City bird city bird!" He called out face in hands as he leans on the hood "what am I gonna fuckin do with you?"

"What?" Y/n laughed, "I really do like him."

He looks up at her, "He's...I don't know...just seems...like a great match."

Billy gave her a 'really' look.

"What?! Oh come on. Mr. Jackrabbit."

"I own it." He argued, "Harrington doesn't."

"What?" Y/n asked, "Please. I don't think he's a sex addict like you-"

"That's not it." He defended, "jackrabbits hop around."

"What...no." y/n spoke, "Pietro didnt hop around."

"Okay. Okay." He spoke standing straight up, standing infront of her, "If he hurts you-"

"I'll call you. I promise."

He nodded, "promise?"

He held his pinky out for her as she linked pinkies with him, "Promise."

Seems just been away from each other for a day or two you both had alot to talk about.

Then you both driving for a bit and end up at your house

You work on your costume as he sits by the window smoking.

"What the hell is that?"

"My ant man helmet."

"Can't you just borrow his costume?"

That was a good question

Scott was the type of guy to let you borrow his costume for something like Halloween

"Yeah lets call him."

So you called Scott up

"Hey! Y/n! Y/n!" Scott spoke happily, "The one who too easily kicked my ass."

"Haha. Look I have a favor to ask."

"Let me guess, Im the coolest superhero and you need my help defeating someone."

"Well. You are cool. But I need to borrow the outfit. You know. That one."

"Why?"

"Halloween."

"Yeah fair enough I'll have Strange portal it to you." He told, "But hey! You better send some of those snacks you send Peter."

"Did everyone eat the snacks I sent Peter before Peter ate them?"

"Pfft....yeah. yeah we did." He answered, "They were good!"

So you got an orginal ant man suit even if it was a little snug

"Now thats fuckin badass." Billy cheered watching Y/n turn around who laughed.

"You think the kids will like it?"

"Kids?" Billy spoke, "Dont tell me you actually slept with Harrington-"

Y/n shook her head rolling her eyes as she took looked down at the outfit, "no. But my dads with a chick now and I told him i got trick or treating with him. Same with Nancy's brother who asked me."

"So you rather go trick or treating with some loser kids. Than hang out with me."

"Yes. I would very much." Y/n teased causing him to laugh and roll his eyes playfully, "Don't worry Hargrove you be jealous after the fact I get free candy."

You end up taking the suit off for now, and hanging it up.

Just for Peter to come through your window unannounced and over excited.

"Y/n! There's a Radioshack here! And Man you should web sling through the trees with me! Hence the outfit of you know Spiderman but Oh! My God! It's amazing-"

There Peter stands, spiderman mask gone and suit on as he looks at the two of you in the toom.

"And...you have a friend over- Im Peter! Well Spider Man!- Hi?"

So there goes Billy knowing another superhero identity

Also great for two of your best friends to meet finally

Peters surpised there's no line of questioning just to figure out Billy's already asked you all the usual questions when he found out about you

So you all end up hanging out at your house and basically you both get to tell stories about badass fights and aliens and what not

Yet the day runs out, and Frank ends up coming home meaning the others are probably gonna come over soon

Joyce and Will come over with the gang,

Everyone comes just to hang out, talking bullshit catching up so more

You show Will your room while Matt talks with Billy

"Pretty sick right-"

"Is that your coustume!?" He cheered.

"Yeah it is." Y/n smiled,

"can I put the helmet on?!"

"Hah. Yeah come on I'll help you."

You help Will put the helemt on, its too big for him so he has to hold the sides to see out the eye holes but he's amazed by it

"You look Avenger ready." Y/n smiled.

"You think?" He asked as Y/n pressed the side opening the mask up as he held a smile. "It opens too!"

You had no idea how happy Joyce actually was with Will being so vocal towards you

You dont remember yourself as a kid much but you wonder if you were anything like Will

Quiet but when excited when talking about something of intrest

And he told you all about his costumes

Then proceeded to go into the full entire lore of Ghost Busters

Which you didnt even know exist

You didnt even realize you fell asleep until you woke up early the next day

They put Will on a cot besides your bed, so that must've ment Joyce stayed over, and Peter was on the floor besides Will's cot.

You got out of bed and went into the living room just to see that supposedly everyone had past out in the living room and that included Billy.

You almost laughed actually

Matt was leaning against Frank who was leaning against him

So you went searching for the Polaroid camera

Founding it and full of film you went to take a picture

And Matt must've been so knocked out that he didnt even React.

But Billy did as he flinched awake

"Morin'"

"Mhm...yeah..." he groaned standing up stretching himself out as his bones cracked.

"You hungry?"

"Gimmie five mintues to wake up first damn."

"I'll take it as a yes."

So you started making everyone breakfast

Billy ended up helping you because he litterally watched you almost knock down a pan of hot bacon greese twice and you've barely even started.

And a soft knock causes you to get the door.

Its Steve. With flowers.

"Happy Halloween." He speaks with a smile, "For you."

"Thanks., Happy Halloween to you too," Y/n smiled looking at the orange and yellow sunflowers, "they're pretty."

"Just like you."

That made you giggle, Ew giggle?

Billy swears he'll puke in he hears you giggle again and you'd be right beside him puking your brains out

Steve's pretty pissed when he walks in and sees Billy cooking breakfast as you quickly put your flowers in a vase

"Last time I seen both of you together it was-"

"At the dinner." They both answered.

Y/n smiled, it was nice to have them around together

Though they really hated each other.

They enjoyed you attempt at breakfast

It wasnt a crazy breakfast just simple bacon, eggs and toast.

"Not bad." Billy complimented.

"Thanks." Y/n spoke, "Thought I would of burnt it."

"Just the toast." Steve teased causing Y/n to chuckle, "Burnt toast ends are good."

Y/n smiled poking at her eggs, "I'll have to remember that."

Steve smiled at her, as she held her smile back. The two catching eyes, locking and holding one anothers gaze.

Billy only rolls his eyes at the both of you

He just has a bad vibe off Steve

And that goes both ways

Soon everyone starts waking up and you get them coffee and breakfast

You get the Polaroid camera and take pictures of everyone

Madnai and Billy sitting next to each other of course show the bird

"My brother likes cameras." Will spoke sitting besides Y/n with his breakfast, they sitting on the porch together on the stairs.

Y/n smiled drinking some of the coffee, "Yeah? If he's anything like you, we could be good friends."

Will nodded looking down at his plate, the cold stealing heat from the food.

"You...lived in New York."

"Yes I did." Y/n spoke, "All my life almost."

"You've seen. Werid stuff?" Will asked, "Like. Stuff that's...scary?"

Y/n looked down at her mug, "...Yeah...I do."

"Do you dream about it?"

"All the time." Y/n answered, "what about you? Have any bad dreams?"

"Not last night." He answered.

"But before?"

Will nodded, "I get worried Im gonna hurt someone."

"Thats the good thing about nightmares." Y/n spoke, "they cant hurt anyone. Not anyone out here."

He nods as Y/n smiled, "So. What houses are we going after first? I know in New York the rich families always give out full bars."

"Here too. Same houses every year."

You both go inside, Will wanting some more eggs.

Joyce is glad to hear Will has no nightmares, its not often and she even jokes that she'd have to start having him have sleep over with you more

Its just a good time all around.

Billy's given up on convicing you to go to a party instead of trick or treating but did tell you where the party would be just in case

He leaves after a time, saying he had to check on his "shit head sister" you two quickly linking Pinkies before he leaving

"What was that?" Steve asked as they walked into her room.

"Handshake in a way." Y/n spoke.

"Bye Y/n!"

"Bye Will! Bye Joyce! I'll pick up Will in a few!" She called.

Y/n pulled the hanger down with the costume on it

"We don't have a handshake." Steve commented.

Y/n chuckled, "did you want to make one?"

"I wouldn't mind-" Steve started, as he turned around she getting undressed to put the suit on.

"I just thought it'd be cool. You know. With dating an all...plus. dont think any other girl would want to have a secret handshake."

A zipper was heard before Y/n's footsteps and he turned around: seeing her in full deep red leather with an accent of black.

"You look. Wow." Steve started looking at her in awe, "wow...is that-"

"Leather?" Y/n asked, "sure we can call it leather."

"You look."

Y/n raised a brow.

"Wow."

Okay is he gonna stop saying Wow now?

You can only laugh and walk out the room with the helmet in hand.

Apparently Peter's coming too because he's now in a toned down spiderman suit like the classic instead of the superfancy shiney one

"Whattya think? Think I could tag along?"

"I think your tags showing."

"What!? Really!? Aw man!"

Steve almost feels left out, but he said he was going to a party so not to really feel bad about it

You leave with Parker and Steve at your side bur before you do.

"Matt you're coming."

"Yeah alright."

Just drag Matt Murdock along on all your silly adventures

No you really just need him to flirt with Mrs.Wheeler so you can sneak Mike out the back door

Saying bye to Steve you kiss him quickly and then your on your way

"No daredevil outfit?" Y/n questioned Matt clearing his throat, "its on under your suit isn't it."

"Just in case."

"In case what? A tree attacks us?" Peter asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Just incase Y/n goes insane."

You only laugh at that and park infront of the Wheelers, getting out as Matt gets out with ease

"Act like your not blind. Just keep the glasses on and flirt with her. I'll go around back and Peter will keep the car going."

"Yeah yeah. Go go."

Operation break the kid out of his basement a go.

You quickly ran around back while Matt went to sweet talk Mrs.Wheeler

"Well...Hello." Mrs.Wheeler spoke with a smile, Matt smiling back.

"Hello. Ms?"

"Mrs. Wheeler. Karen Wheeler." She spoke, yeah sounds like she wouldnt be Mrs. For much longer talking like that.

You knock on Mikes basement door that leads to the back as he opens it seeing Three boys there.

"YOU'RE-"

"Shh!" Y/n shushed opening the helmet, "Sinclair, Wheeler- hi new kid."

"You're from the supermarket! Remember me? Dustin Dustin Henderson."

"Oh. Yeah. Hi. Now hurry up Mrs.Wheeler dosen't exactly like me."

They rushed to follow you and while Matt quickly said his goodbyes after painfully flirting with Mrs.Wheeler they all quickly got to the truck

"Come on we gotta go get Max!" Y/n spoke, taking the helmet off, "hold this would you Henderson?"

They all wanna wear it. They know your not all the really heros but damn. You do look it

You guys go pick up max, then Will

Thats where you "offically meet Johnathan"

"Hey. I'm-"

"Y/n....Y/n Castiglione..."

She smiled, "Thats me. Hehe...Jonathan I remember you from the lunch tables. Not very...social at school."

"No! No! I. I understand ya." He spoke as they shook hands, "nice to finally meet you."

"Right back at you."

"So uh. If you dont mind. Taking photos while there out."

"No not at all yeah. I'd love too."

Group of kids ready to rumble now

You take them to the "rich neighborhood" because thats where all the good candy is

They're all rushing to get out the car because they have to home by a certain time so they want all the candy they can get

Peter and Matt keep up with most of them

But Will's kinda lagging, so you stick with him. Gives for nice photos of the kids in the distance

You also snap a few pictures of Will trick or treating too

As well as denying people for pictures

But as you're standing there changing the film and waiting for Will to come back down you look up and he's gone

"Huh. Will! Will!" Y/n called just to hear him shivering from far away.

You managed to find him.

"Hey! Hey! Buddy. What's wrong?"

"Im sorry im sorry!" He cried.

"Come on lets take a breathe. Theres nothing to be sorry for." She tells him.

"Will?!"

"We're down here mike."

Mike rushed down to both of you and ask what happened

But Will says he just wants to go back and hang out with Mike at his place.

"Okay. Thats fine. Call your mom while your there? So she knows. And take this," Y/n spoke handing him the camera," Good memories right?"

He looks down at the camera and full roll and nods.

"Come on I'll take you both back."

So you do just that, drive them back to Mikes house.

"And please! Call your mother!"

"I will."

Y/n smiles, "Hey and Will."

He looks back at her, "If you ever need someone to back you up. I've got you."

"Thanks."

You hope he'd be okay, and that a friend could help him, but you have to go pick up the other kids too because its getting towards that time

So you take them home waving to them then driving off.

But one of the kids forgot something to there costume so you'll just give it back Monday.

So when you drop off Lucas and wave to Mr. And mrs.Sinclair goodbye you realize its not even that late.

"What are your thinking?" Matt questioned.

"Its only 10:30." Y/n spoke.

"And?" Matt spoke Peter handing him a tootsie roll, "thank you"

"I...could go to a party."

"We're going to a party?" Peter asked.

"No. I'm going to a party."

"You take peter i dont tell. You dont take Peter I tell." Matt spoke.

"What?! Why?" Y/n argued.

"Always need someone watching you back." Matt defended, "is this Bananana flavored what the hell!"

"What!? No way?! Thats a thing!?" Peter asked handing Matt another one.

"Steve will be there." Y/n defended.

"Oh." Matt spoke.

"What do you mean oh?"

"Oh. Like. Drinking, drugs, boys, bathrooms-"

"EW!" Peter and Y/n complained.

"Im telling the truth!" Matt defended opening the packet of candy and eating it, "who the hell gives out fruity tootise rolls!"

"So. I take Peter. We chill for a few hours we come back."

"Wait so I can go?"

"Yeah."

"Alright!"

Matts gonna murder you with the fruity tootsie rolls if you keep giving them to him.

You drop him off at his motel and then your off

Que you and peter almost getting lost for 25 mintues, real smooth

But you guys eventually make it

Just to find a guy hurling outside

"Wow. Hawkins Parties. Great." Peter joked.

You could only roll your eyes at him as you both went inside.

You could Find Steve but you found Billy

Being Billy

People hyping him up as he chugged what you assumed was the whole Keg he feeling like a king

Then spotted you

"Look who decided to show up!" He laughed, shouting over the music,"Put your kids too bed!?"

"Infact I did!" She laughed.

"Come on! Lets get you a drink!" He shouted

"No! No! Im not into the whole drinking think!"

"I know! But you be surpised that water and soda still exist here!"

So he takes you to go get a water and then runs off, you following just to loose him in the crowded house.

Thats when you spot Nancy, and go to say Hi but Steve's over there.

You much rather not intrude on there friendship, after all. You're always hanging around boys so you dont see a problem with Nancy hanging around or anyone else

Except Carol

We dont like Carol, or Heather aka the Bully

Peter finally finds you

"Already partying?" Y/n laughed.

"This kinda sucks." He answered grabbing a water.

"Yeah," y/n spoke, "Not everything they make it out to be."

"Wanna just go back to yours and build that lego set?" Peter asked then took a chug of water, but got no answer, "Y/n?"

What was Steve Harrington doing walking Nancy Wheeler to the bathroom just in sight And going in with her

"One sec."

You left Peter there as you went to the bathroom, in full honesty you expect to hear soothing words and puking

Not. Well.

"Its all Bullshit!" Nancy complained.

"Nanc, come on you're drunk, just puke your brains out and-"

"You're bullshit!" She argued.

"Nancy I don't-"

"Bullshit. Its all bullshit Steve. I love you!"

Y/n stayed still, "Nanc, I. Look I really like Y/n."

"But you don't love her. Its why its Bullshit! Who do you love?! Its me or her!"

"Nanc, you know you can't make me do that-"

"Its me. Or its her!"

You interveinded by knocking on the door.

"Nanc? I seen you come in here? Are you okay? You didnt look so good!"

The door opened to see Nanc still hunched over the sink, and Steve standing on the other side of her.

"Too much to drink?" Y/n asked him.

"No kidding." Steve told.

"Nancy? You okay?" Y/n asked going to stand her up straight.

"No-" her protest didnt last long as she fell over Y/n catching her.

"Alright lets get you some water-"

Nancy just pushed off her, and went off by herself

"Rude drunk much?" Y/n asked.

"I thought you weren't coming." Steve spoke up

"Kids went home." Y/n told, "Thinkin about goin there myself. Home. This aint my style."

"I could go with you." Steve mentioned.

"I've gotta drop Peter off." Y/n answered, "Maybe. Come over we go threw the candy stash?"

"At my house?" Steve asked.

"Your house? Steve your parents-"

"Aren't home." Steve finished for her, "I like Tootsie rolls. See you there."

He kissed your cheek and then left

You and Peter end up leaving and you telling him you were going to Steves

He starts teasing you

"Yeah? What about you and MJ?"

"Thats a different story!"

"Sure. Parker Sure."

You pulled up to the motel just for Karen to run up.

"Hey Karen-"

"Matt's gone."

"What?" Y/n asked.

"He's gone!" Karen complained.

"Come on he's blind but very much capable-"

"Y/n!"

"Okay! Okay! Let me park and we'll help look!"

It doesn't take long for you with a trusty flashlight to reach the nearby farms to see Matt out there

"Damn it Murdock! What in gods name are you-"

You had stepped into a pumpkin rather than tripping over one just to see your ankle high in rotten pumpkin guts.

You kick them off and walk over to Matt

"Dude everyones-"

"Shh-"

"Hey-"

"Shut up."

Well if Matt's telling you to shut up its usually important

"Do you hear that?"

"Hear what?"

He was silent for a moment, "look at the pumpkins below you. There. Rotted."

"Okay some bad crop maybe?"

"Pumpkins? Rotting on Halloween Night?" Matt asked grabbing a piece just for it to almost melt in his hand like ice cream on a hot day, "Crops this rotted would take days, weeks even. Why would it be so vast?"

"Matt. Its Hawkins. Its probably some old farmer that just cant get around fast enough." Y/n explained, "lets go now?"

He sighed, getting up and picking up his white cane and unfolding it, walking over to her, "somethings not right here, you need to tell me if you see anything."

"Matt. Its Hawkins!" Y/n protested.

"Y/n. Im blind!" Matt argued, "look what I do."

Matt did have a fair point, but you rather just. Stay away from that stuff

You were trying to ya know. Lay Low

Plus you had a boyfriend, and then there were the kids

And you just dont wanna rope them in to anything Superhero level dangerous

Certainly didnt want anything avenger level threat

You took Matt back and used the motel phone to call Frank

"No."

"What!? Why not!?" Y/n complained.

"Who's house are you staying at?" Frank asked.

"I dont know. Who's house is Joyce staying at?" Y/n protested.

"So this is how your gonna convince me?" Frank asked.

"Yes?"

He sighed, "I need the truck back for tommrow- If I see ONE mark on you-"

"Yeah yeah, you'll pow pow pow. I got it." Y/n spoke, "Try and not break the bed frame?"

"Y/n! I swear to-"

But you had already hung up and was calling Steve's house

"Hello?"

"Harrington. Pick me up by the street near my house 15 mintues."

With that you said goodbye to everyone, told Matt to stop freaking out and drove off to your house

You parked the truck and hurried in through your window to change and throw the stuff one of the kids left in your room.

You'd ask Strange to portal back the suit later.

So with your bag of candy and small bag of chlothes you went to the road.

"What...the hell is that..." Y/n asked squiting at the hunched over animal in the distance, just before it darted off.

But Steve's lights come into view and he's stopping for you to get in.

You tossed your bag in the back and sit in the passenger seat

"Big Haul." Y/n smiled holding up the candy bag.

Steve smiled, "any spare tootsie rolls in there?"

"Saved one just for you."

The drive back to his house was filled with Music and laughing

You two eating candy before you could even go through it.

When you got to the house, some bad memories came over you, but you pushed forward.

He took you upstairs. You hadn't been to his room before.

His room was...plain compared to yours, but bigger.

"I can go make us something warm. Coffee? Tea?" He asked, he looked nervous having Y/n in his room sitting on the edge of his bed.

"Um...yeah whatever you make I'll have one." Y/n told with a smile.

"Right...you'll be fine up here?"

"Yeah."

So he left you up there, and you decided to pick out all the wrappers from your candy adventure in Steve's car and toss them in his little trash

Just to catch a peak out his window

Wow. Steve's family had a lot more money than you realized

It was sooner rather than later that he came up with tea for the both of you

"Sorry. If you don't uh."

"Like it?"

"Yeah..."

"I'll drink it anyhow. Thanks."

They sat on his bed side by side, drinking tea.

"You're not very picky."

Y/n chuckled, "how could I be?"

Steve cocked an eyebrow up as Y/n sighed, "Sorry-"

"No. No." Steve told, "harder than I imagined in New York."

Y/n smiled, "Superhero's are people too."

"You really do have relationships with them. Don't you?" Steve questioned, "Genuine realtionships."

"I understand them. In a way...I see them as people..rather than superheros. Not all are good though, some rest in the gray and such." Y/n informed with a soft smile towards him, "Its tough out there."

"Im no superhero, but I get it." Steve answered, "I shouldn't even be saying that..."

"Hey. Everyone has there hardest hour." Y/n told setting her mug besides her feet on the floor, "its diffrent from someone elses. Ya know?"

"I think thats what makes you...unique." he started, "You...see everyone in different parts. Heh I'd be dumb to say its not one of the reasons I love you-"

It went silent between the two, Steve clearing his throat as he set his mug on his nightstand, "I. Sorry."

"For what?" Y/n spoke, "You say sorry when you dont mean things. Did you not-"

"Mean it?" Steve asked, "Well No I didnt."

"You didn't?"

"No! I mean yes no I didn't- The sorry. But I did- I- fuck."

Y/n smiled small at him as he jumbled his words: "I get it."

"Oh thank god."

He couldnt help but feel stupid when you were around, like you were some kindergarten crush

When both of you are already dating

You lay back on his bed, and he lays besides you.

Thats when you realize he has a glow in the dark star sticker on his ceiling still, most likely from when he was like 8

"Does it still glow?" Y/n asked.

"What?" Steve asked looking at the ceiling as she points it out, "lets find out."

He turns off his lamp leaving the two in the semi dark light from the pool outside polluting the room.

"Yeah kinda." Y/n smiled as Steve finds himself next to Y/n again.

"Huh. Would you look at that." Steve chuckled watching Y/n reach a hand out to the star.

"Stars aren't far out of reach then." Y/n told him.

Steve's hand came up to catch Y/n's, "Two hands are better than one."

She turns her head to look at him he doing the same as they make eye contact and hold it, "You're not wrong."

Steve gives her a soft smile, he getting up to lean on his side and look down at her, "what?" She asked.

"Just wondering if you have more intrest in the star than me." Steve told her, causing her to laugh, "Could...I steal your attention for just a moment for a kiss?"

"And ruin my view of the star? No way!"

"Ouch!"

Y/n laughed as he joined her, feeling her hands grip onto his collar and pull him down into a soft kiss. It pulling Steve in deeper in love than he already was.

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AMETHYST Chapter 3

In a world when you turn 16 you get a mark that matches your soulmate or soulmates.

It was the case for Yn too when she turned 16, she got seven marks that will connect her to her soulmates but......

Pairing: BTS X Reader, BTS X BTS

Warning: creepy place, reader is lost.

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She nods her head and look toward the roses' that were planted in front of us. All of them were gorgeous there were few butterflies flying above them. They reminded me of my soul mark, my hand instinctive went toward my other arms and I gently rubbed my hand on my marks that were covered by my sleeves.

I felt my mood suddenly drop the thought of my soulmate starts flooding my mind Once again.

Rhian turned toward Y/N and see the sudden sadness on her face. Her eyes move down to her hand that was holding the dandelion she was thinking about something.

I turned to Rhian who seem to be in deep thoughts looking at the dandelion. I was getting really curious about it and finally decided to ask her about it.

"Can I ask you something Rhian" she looks at me and nods her head. "Of course unnie, what is it" she nods her head.

"Why are you holding that dandelion in your hand I saw you had two but blew out one then why did you leave this one" I asked.

She smiles a little at me, "My eomma told me that if I wish for something and then blow all the seed in one breath then my wish will come true"

"When I lost the money my eomma gave me for the ice cream I wished that I could get ice cream somehow" "and then you came and buyed the ice-cream for me making my wish true."

I smiled listening to her, I wished what she said was true, and the dandelions were really able to fulfill wishes, but I know that wishes don't come true like this.

If only this was true I would have my soulmates with me. I didn't realize I was frowning until the voice of Rhian pulled me out of my thoughts.

"Unnie" she called out, "Yes, Rhian".

She moved her hand that was holding the dandelion toward me "Unnie here you can take this to wish for what you want".

"But this is yours"

"Noona my wish already got fulfilled, I want you to have it for helping me and keeping me company."

She takes my hand and put the dandelion on my palm. Gently warping my fingers on the stem of the dandelion, she gets up from the bench and say.

"Unnie remember you have to close your eyes and then wish for what you want then blow all the seed on it in one blow so that your wish can come true."

"Be careful for what you wish for unnie. I have to go now my eomma must be waiting for me "

Before I could ask her what she meant by it, she ran away from there.

Bringing my hand holding the flower close to my face I carefully look at it.

I know it was stupid to believe in that myth, but still closed my eyes and wished to be able to meet my soulmates to be with them. I blew on the flower and opened my eyes to see all the seed of dandelion flying in the direction of wind.

I slumped backward on the bench and sighed "I can't believe I actually believed it and did it"

A strong cold wind blew making me warp my hand around my self the coat that I was wearing was not doing much to keep me warm as it was getting colder. It was going to be dark soon, I didn't realize how much timed had passed.

Getting up from the bench I went toward the direction of my apartment. I was walking on the sidewalk when I saw the back of the little girl I was talking to.

'Did she get lost' I went slowly walked to where she was standing and called her name "Rhian" she suddenly ran away and turned to her right.

There was something wrong with her, I don't know why, but I followed her even through she went toward the opposite direction of my apartment.

I saw her running straight then again turn to her left crossing the road. To lost in following her, I didn't notice that the road I was on was all empty there was no sound, no humans.

Rhian didn't stop and kept making turns she finally took a last left turn. When I turned where she went I didn't find her anywhere.

I finally noticed my surrounding the sun has set it was now all dark the moon was my only source of light.

I was standing on an abandoned road I looked back from where I came but couldn't see the turn because of fog.

"Shit, I don't remember where I came from, and now I am standing on this abandoned road."

I reached to my purse and take out my phone and pressed the power button to open it but it just showed black screen.

"What the fruit, It was 60% when I left home I didn't even use it, why is it not turning on"

I tried several times to open the phone but nothing happened. I couldn't even use map to find my way back. I tried to look around to see if there were any house or shops but there were nothing.

Looking ahead of me I started walking forward. After walking for 1 min I noticed a dim light but wasn't able to see where it was coming from because of the fog.

"I hope there is someone there who could tell me where I am, so I could find my way back." I said while rubbing my hands together in an attempt to provide me some heat.

Now regretting my decision to were the thin coat instead of my puffer jacket with and a scarf.

Crossing my fingers I went in the direction of the light.The sound of my footsteps were the only noise on this silent road.

Totally unaware of how my life was going to change.

To be continued...

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Author's note: Happy New year to everyone. I hope you liked the chapter.

Bye bye 💜

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