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multi-fandom-imagine · 6 months

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«Only Hope || Symbiot!Peter Parker ||

A/n: Gonna be two parts, cause smut is gonna happen. { little hammer thing made by me }

You made a mental note to thank Mike’s for giving you a chance to talk Peter down from wherever was happening to him. Wincing, you slowly stood up as you looked at your trashed bike. “Fuck.” Shaking your head you dusted your pants off, a shiver rubbing up your spine.

“I’m fine Mile’s….but I don’t see Pete…I’ll let you know if I find him.”

Heart hammering in your chest you took in your surroundings hoping to find Peter. Jumping back, you flinched hearing a crash, getting a glimpse of Peter before he vanished. “Peter! Please, I just want to talk.”

Walking through the tunnel, you had to swallow your own feet down, you needed to save him. You had to save him. Quickening your pace, you watched him lift a car out of the way only of va dog again. “Where are you going?”

You could feel the icy coldness of the water as you continued further. “Peter, oh you’re going to flood the tunnel.” Cautiously looking around, you frowned digging your nails into your palm. Where did he go? Did he know what he was doing, could you even pull him back?

Though your eyes went wide as he nearly jumped out at you. Falling back, you winced feeling your skin getting scraped. You turned your head as a few pipes fell on top of a drill. The vibrating sound echoing through the tunnel, your eyes going wide once you realized that it was effecting the symbiot attached to Peter.

Wondering if you were doing the right thing, your grabbed a wrench slamming it down on the hammer stopping the drill, stop the sound as Peter fell from where he was holding on.

Crawling towards the man, you hesitantly reached out to place a hand on his cheek. “I know you are still in there Peter.” Inching forward, you then placed your hand against his masked mask. “You have to be.”

The Symbiot, reacting to your touch, the black tendrils curling around your wrist, caressing your skin before it pulled back relieving Peter’s face. “Oh Peter.” You let your hand caress his cheeks, he looked so peaceful sleeping but you knew you had to wake him, this whole tunnel could collapse on you both if you did not wake him.

“Come on Pete, wake up.” Gritting your teeth your placed your hand on his shoulders you started to shake him. “Wake up!” Turning your head you noticed the stun gun Peter had given you to protect yourself.

“God, I can’t believe I forgot I had this.” Picking it up, you then turned your attention to the unconscious man. “I’m sorry, this is going to sting a little.” Closing your eyes you placed the stun gun against the shot hitting him. You hated seeing him convulse, you hated thinking that you were the one that caused him any pain.

Your name slipped past his lips, the mask peeling away as he looked up at you. God he was happy to see you were okay. His hand reached up for a moment to press it against your cheek. “You’re okay, I didn’t.”

Peter gritted his teeth, he tried to suppress the symbiot from taking over. It’s not like this thing wanted to hurt you, to cause you harm like the others.

No.

This thing wanted to mate with you, he could feel it in the pit of his stomach and the worse part of it all he wanted to be a part of it.

Your voice was like a fog but it was so soothing and your touch, they liked it when you touched them.

“Pete…come we have to-.”

You sounded so sweet, they wondered if you would taste just as good.

A shuddered ran down Peter’s spine, enough talking, they will have you.

“run.”

Your eyes went wide, the Symbiot covering Peter’s body. His voice deeper, it had an edge to it yet something was familiar. Scrambling away from the man, you then took off running.

Watching you, Peter took a deep breath taking in your scent, the Symbiote’s desire fueling his own as he listened to your steps fading away.

They will have you.

Let the chase begin.

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tipsyleaf · 16 days

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As a certified Country Girl™️, cowboy Leon is making me fucking FERAL.

Bonfires and late nights stargazing because there’s no light pollution, wearing his flannels as pajamas, having a little farm dog and early morning walks when then dew is still on the grass?? UGH.

(Also the cowboy hat rule??? I want to ride that man like a mechanical bull)

Love 🦈 anon

(I FORGOT ABOUT THE HAT RULE TY 🦈ANON)

(Try picturing his voice as a slightly softer version of Cassidy from OW cause Matthew Mercer is his VA and that cowboy is just 😭)

DI Cowboy Leon walking up to the farm house with your favorite horse at dusk. Your border collie, Buck, coming up from behind him, jumping at his mama on the front porch. You start scratching at his ears as Leon walks onto the porch with his hand out. That smug old man smirk showing up that you've grown to love over the years of being with him.

Care for a ride, sugar?

You take his hand, standing up from the porch swing and letting the dog into the house. He helps you on the horse, climbing on in front of you, reminding you to hold on tight. Your arms wrap around his waist, pulling yourself against his as her clicks and makes the horse move.

He ends up riding into the mountains not far from the farm, taking the riding trails all the way to the flat out look about half way up the mountain. Tying the horse up to a nearby tree, he joins you to look out of the rolling plains and the farm in the distance as the sun sets over the life you two made together. He seems a bit nervous as you both stare at the sunset bleeding into dark purples and blues of the night sky littered with bright stars.

Darlin'...

Oh that pet name always makes your knees weak. You look up at him, he stares taking you in in your full glory. The dim lighting casting a beautiful glow over your skin. Swallowing the lump in his throat he fidgets to face you. Heart beating a mile a minute.

You know how much I love you, right?

More than anything.

He nods, slipping his pocket into his jeans. Palming at the box as he pulls it out, flicking it open to a simple silver band. He takes his hat off, holding it against his broad chest as he lets out a shaky breath.

Now, I don't need no paper to show ya I'm committed, but I still wanna make an honest woman out of the love of my life. It's what you deserve, darlin'.

His smirk comes back as he takes your hand, crouching down on one knee. You feel your throat tightening, getting choked up as he says your name.

Would ya make me the luckiest man alive and marry me?

You nod, tears starting to slip out as he stands up. Pulling you to him, kissing your lips and wiping tears away with his thumb. He slips the ring on your finger, letting you admire it's simplicity as he slips the box back in his pocket.

Why were you so nervous? You know I would have said yes.

Still nerve wreckin'... Besides. I know you're mine.

He reaches up, plopping his hat on top of your head, giving you a quick kiss. You laugh, watching him bend down, wrap his arms around your waist, hoisting you over his shoulder with a firm squeeze to the ass.

In every way~

#🤠 cowboy di leon 🚜#leon kennedy x reader #leon s kennedy x reader #leon kennedy x fem reader #resident evil x reader #🌿 ivy writes #🌿 ivy replies

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frog-0n-a-l0g · 6 months

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SUMMIT PT 222222222222 THOUGHTS

So ea spoilers

As I go

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Porters cryptic as shit

WILLIAM ORDERD HIM WE FUCKING KNEW IT

I FUCKING KNEW IT HE WAS GIVING VIN AN ALABI TOOOOOO

Porters going up in the ranks

Omg alexys stop being a bitch

This is a game of fucking clue

Omg vin said it’s clue too

Relax??? RELAX???

SWEETHEARTTT FUCK YEAA THEYRE ALIVE

OH SHIT THEY SAW WHO DID IT

Did they?? Pls tell me they did

Of fuck davidddd

Babes gon get snatched

it wasn’t sh???

FUCK THEY DIDNT SEE

Porter at that. That one lil thing? He ate that

Omfg David and Porter duke it outtttt

Hah duke ehh ehh? ^

Milo’s mate was in the room where it happened~

NAHHHH ASH DONT KILL HIM YET

That was hot ngl…

Ok so Porter is an ally???

What the fuck is w these wars

Ok but his government take is so real tho

Ok ash he is obvi being truthful

Even when he did tell the truth they didn’t believe him bc of what Sam and Vince had been saying abt Porter. Him giving them an in was a good thing and they were phase clocked so no one should no and they can make their aura almost undetectable so they would’ve been fine babes. Ash needs to look for answers elsewhere

HE CAUSED THE COMOTION??? So then he knew he would die???

Don’t call the department right fucking now. Omg they gon call the opps

Oh yea I forgot they had vampiric discretion

The motherfucking omg the house of vas

Omfg the racism and the wolf is right there???

Also she says she “wouldn’t even get to enjoy the second half” like if she wasn’t the arbiter she would’ve been just fine w him dying. Kinda sis ngl

Also why are they not freaking out

Omg the shit is pointing to solair. Porter looking real sus. He def had a part in the murder but I don’t think he did it. Ok so alexys found him after he had already been dead for a minute so what the fuck was the prince doing??? Living his best life while his king was just killed in front of him??? Nah he’s on the suspect list

These theories bouta go crazy I swear

Only 14 mins in🙄

Not the beheading

Omg the prince is saying show respect but he was just saying he hoped he died??? Nahhh💀 me fr tho

Ok I believe alexys tho

Ok so Porter was out. So only Chris and the king was in there. He had been dead for a minute. That’s super fucking sus. But was was the force? Then he wanted alexys in there?

Yea where the fuck is will

He said he stepped out but sh said there was a force that knocked them BOTH back. Meaning they were both in the room. So that’s a fucking lie

Either that house is that fucking big that the porch is that far away from the room which I don’t think so cause he could’ve just zipped though. But I mean I could get if he was being courteous by walking and it’s a mansion. But the push still isn’t coming into play. I can’t remember if that was the distraction or just what happend. I’m leaning towards the latter

She told “her fellow progeny” which is also the host of the event, a part of her clan, and he would def need to know abt that. And why would she talk to anyone else? Just in small talk, “oh yea I just saw the kings dead body time for a stroll” bitch?

Literally everyone also thinks it’s weird that will isn’t there

Also he’s halfway across the country? Tf is he

He prob did order the death

Also yes fam is w fam in this type of thing

THAT WAS IN DEFENSE BITCH HE KIDNAPPED AND ASSULTED AND ALMOST KILLED HIS PARTNER YOU BITCH

Also everyone hated Adam so fuck off

See Porter is eating

See they’ve all killed someone so quiet

Prodigal son??? Fuck that mean?

“My kings death is not a joke” “no but you’re acting like one” PREACHHHH POP OFF PORTER🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻

See?? No one can verify where the king was. The fight was witnessed and took place slightly after the fight bc of Alexys’s timeline and we don’t know where he was before that. Fucking w the distraction?? Nope that was before it. Where was he during?

Ok she said as soon as they’re killed that changes ALOT.

So I thought the prince used the distraction to kill the king and sh popped out right after that but the distraction was a noise. So in that case they would think they could get caught talking abt closeknit and if they were caught talking why wouldn’t he get caught killing? And wtf was the force????

If he had stepped out maybe the person who used the force killed him bc they said it was powerful magic. It was sh who said they used force right?? Cause if I’m remembering this wrong then shits abt to get wicked

Bitch this ain’t abt you idc abt ur enjoyment

Porter is eating rn

Omg he’s the king now

WHO WAS THAT? SHO FOUND WHAT? IS HE TALKING TO THE HOUSE OF VAS?

Ok he was

Are we just not gon acknowledge her leaving

Yea he makes sense but then again will AND Adam killed their makers sooooooo

Ok more to the story

Demon blood?

Ok so he COULDVE overpowered him bc it’s poisonous. The beheading could’ve been done like that

He didn’t debilitated??

PUP??

Ok so it would be an equalizer so he could kill him if he just stabbed him rq

Bitch ur not even the one who’s explaining it it’s Sam that’s helping shut up

OMG OMG CONECTION TIME

So the king wanted to stop funding closeknit and the prince was like dude wtf. It they are so close w close knit we know that they have a demon there, scorpius. What if Chris told them the situation and said that if he was dead they would still get more funding and since scorpius don’t have a choice, gave him his blood, making him able to kill the king with it!! I’m so fucking smart

Ok so he would need to access the demon easily which would make sense w my theory

THE PRINCEEEEE

SEE THIS IS WHAT IM SAYING SHES AGREEING W MEEE

Yes they have omfg

Yes but you wanted to continue paying for them

There is merit they literally have shades and a demon and a kidnapped human Blake is running this shit show. WAIT I JUST REALIZED THAT THEY HAD THE SHADE BC THEY STARTED THE INVERSION. I feel dumb now but HOLY FUCK

Propaganda??? Milo preach🙏🏻🙏🏻

DOG? DOG???

A FUCKING LEASHHH???

MILO BEAT HIS FUCKING ASSSSSSS

THE RASICM

Your former kings taste can reflect on your veiws and motives so yea it do

NO NOT FAIR ENOUGH

SEEE they didn’t even trace sh

Uh huhhhhhhh

See that’s fucking dumb

Everything points to Chris tho.

OK BUT THE PANIC BIT he DID plan but the comotion scared him right? He knew he only had a certain time frame to do it so he killed him and left quickly before people could come check out the comotion and lose his chance. Making him kill him quickly, hurry out and having no time to clear his aura and forgetting the knife in his panic

SEE THIS SHIT POINTS TO HIM

Both. You are both

SEE PORTER AGREES AHA

EVERYTHING POINTS TO HIMMMM

it is not you’re deflecting

Now. It’s now.

CHRIS IS CONVICTED

WHAT

INFRONT OF EVERYONE??? ON THE FUCKING FLOOR??? THEY FUCKING BEHEADED HIM???

Welp. Lovely trauma time😊 time for Adam flashbacks

Omg they’re so chill?

Well he’s dead either way so omg.

They lost the game? WAIT IF WILL SAYS HE THINKS OF IT AS A GAME OMG.

Omg they made me lose the game too

David is right fr

Ain’t that the truth

Oh my fuck

Wait where we going??

Well im fucking planning on it

WAIT IS THE MURDERS A REGULAR OCCURRENCE??

That makes his “lost the game” quote hit harder

WITH LICK IT WONT BE THE LAST??

TF YOU MEAN YOUL KILL HIM YOURSELF BSFFR

Oh my fucking god

Porter idk if this is a good timeeeeee

Ok but he sounds sweet tho

WHAT

PART THREE????

MOTHER FUCKING FUCK WHATTTT?

Well atleast we got some answers and sh ain’t dead. But then again lovely prob got some ptsd rn what’s David gon do. What’s Porter gon explain?????? UGHHHHHH

Fuck

#oh my fucking god #redacted patreon #redacted early access #redacted ea spoilers #redacted asmr #redacted audio #redactedverse #redacted #redactedasmr #redacted summit #redacted monarchal summit

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jadedrrose · 8 months

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OHH tbh i always thought he was just going for a higher pitch (the dr. heart stealer song) and he's just really getting into it?? i agree though some songs are o o f,, but i never heard the aot ones so idk the comparison how he sings as levi

and oh no its not ur fault i totally forgot about specifying since im so used to the abbreviated version,, sorry about that! but it stands for shin megami tensei, idk if you know persona like persona 5 etc. but yeah persona is smt's spin off!! it's more popular than the original lol. but yeah it's a great game!! if u ever feel like trying it do tell i love that game yayayay talking about them how's it going with age of calamity? did u finish it? i never played that game is it like botw orrr older zelda games? actually is it old. i should search it up but im too lazy 🥰🥰 i 9nly played botw so i know nothing ‐ actually im just gonna search this sooga guy out of curiosity i imagine him with a tribal mask and idk height that rivals corazon so like gigantic (u. described him in a post i think but i forgor)

+ coming back after vacation with 2 of ur fics... m'lady i'm blessed i gotta read em later,, i actually have something for u the timing is impeccable

also i wanted to ask which timezone are u in?? cause like. when u post something its usually like. at 6 am or earlier for me lmao (also do u prefer these like. divided or is the long ask better? or is it the same — lol)

1- I forgot where but I saw somewhere that Law’s VA just doesn’t ever “voice act” when singing so I assumed they were right 😭 so maybe you’re right abt the just getting really into it lol. Either way he’s got a good voice tho!!

2- I do know persona! I’ve just never played it or watched anybody play it. But I’ll look into smt whenever I finish up this Zelda phase (which who knows how long that’s gonna take lol) which brings me to…

Age of Calamity is the “prequel” to breath of the wild kind of ?? If you know the older Hyrule Warriors games from the Wii U it’s that game setting just better imo. I did like the other HW’s when they came out but they never interested me as much as the “real” Zelda games. But AOC is set 100 years before botw when the champions are still alive. It’s got a bunch of cute cut scenes that show the champions/Zelda/Link all interacting together and it makes me so happy lol. Anyway: I still haven’t finished it, I’m putting it off lol. I have 1 main mission left and 1 mission from the DLC left. I’ve been playing a bunch of side missions on apocalyptic mode as Sooga for the past like… 3 weeks now ? And speaking of him… yeah he’s just like a super fancy Yiga blademaster from botw. But he’s got the hottest voice I’ve ever heard (rivals with Law’s voice… I go back and forth between who’s I find more attractive lol). But I just. Am so in love with him 💀 even tho idk what his face looks like, but I don’t even care that much bc he’s so hot as is. (Also the height thing- my stupid theory is that he’s not actually as tall as they show him to be in the game bc of the fact he’s just a random Hylian who was “adopted” by the Yiga as a kid, PLUS there’s that guy in Kakariko Village who used to be a blademaster and he’s not 1000 feet tall lol. I think they just make him look giant to make him scarier lol. Also Link is super short so… using him to compare doesn’t help lmao)

3- I hope you enjoy the fics!!! I have so many more ideas for cute Law stuff but I can never find the time to write anymore lol

4- I’m in the US eastern time zone!! I always end up posting super late into the night/early in the morning bc my brain is just…. More active during those times?? Idk why, I’ve always been that way tho lol. And I don’t really have a preference to how the asks are sent! Whatever you want works :)

#ask things lol

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1wingedtraveler · 1 year

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you have asked and i shall deliver😌

time to blow ur mind and inbox my darling mari

okayyyy so first of sumeru archon quest interlude will happen and it seems to be more focused on scaramouche and the fatui plans. the 1st harbinger, pierro seems to have ordered dottore to trick scaramouche into thinking they made him the god he was always supposed to be because dottore said smt along the lines of “jester, i have completed the mission you gave me”.

2nd. it seems like us the traveler, scaramouche and nahida are not done with our quest with the irmunsul tree since smt that looks alike was shown and the lumine va said nahida has asked us to do smt with the irmunsul tree but i forgor💀

3rd. to me it seems like dottore had fucked up with scara’s mind and memories since in the trailer it was shown that scaramouche was having a mental breakdown while saying “dottore” in a very hurt, traumatized and betrayed voice. my poor wifey leave him alone yall😭😭😭

4th. inazuma will have an event, there will be another event that you have to collect balloons, akin to sonic around every part of the map and the windtrace event has returned!!! i’m so excited since this is my first windtrace event ever since i only started playing genshin thru the middle of infinite ayaya banner💀

5th. introducing the characters’ and their gameplay. scara definitely looks fun and guess what!! HE REFUNDS MORA WHEN ASCENDING BOW OR A CATALYST WEAPON!!! YEEESSSS!! (even tho i have 17million mora)

6th. faruzan. she’s def more interesting than she looks since her backstory was briefly introduced by lumine va. faruzan is apparently 200 hundred year old at least. she started by being the best puzzle solving person from the akademiya 100 years ago and the notes she left behind became one of the best materials. sadly she once got trapped in a domain for 100 years which caused her to become immortal and now she has returned and seems to be working as a mentor. also she seems to be a good swirl character. her burst was similiar to yelan and xingqui’s but instead of floating beside her it floats around and it buffs friends in co-op and decreases enemies’ anemo dmg.

7th. just in case you haven’t known 3.3 first half will have scara and itto while second half will have ei and ayato.

8th. also another thing i forgot. it seems like scara’s battlesuit, the large mecha seems to be sentient in some form or maybe it’s controlled by dottore cuz towards the end scara was standing against the mecha as if he was about to fight it. honestly what’s up with the raidens and their sentient puppet mechas🙄🙄

and that abt wraps it up. good luck on ur pulls fellow scaranation person😤😤 and we WILL have him. he has no choice. i won’t even hesitate for a single second to write another smut of him as a summoning ritual🤭

Wow thank you for summerizing whole stream for me. Saves me the time watching lmao(I will spend it on farming primos for my queen scara)

Fuck scara didn't learn shit since those 3 betrayals. Now the 4th is sounds like an REAL betrayal😭 (note to future scara fanfics *EXTREME* trust issues)

Ohhh you know what if windtrace has returned we could play it together sometime. If people from diffrent servers can play together 🥲 i would have to also borrow my friends laptop since my refuses to let me coop and dies

Scara must have learned bow and catalyst making from his friend😔 thats why its his passive talent

Omg I want to see scara in battle out of his mecha suit. I hope he will fight it

I too have around 20 milion mora, im rank 60 so all the exp turns into mora and I still crave more. Im mr. Crabs of genshin

I think I will have over 300 wishes for my wife and queen when he comes out😈 and guaranteed

A summoning ritual for scara when he gets gangbanged by reader's clones or reader and other characters🤤

AHEM

GOOD LUCK ON PULLING HIM! SCARANATION SHALL SUCCEED

#genshin impact stream #chit chats #nobu

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just-fandomthings · 2 years

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everything you said about Captain Britain on my post on my sideblog, I 100 FUCKING PERCENT AGREE!!!

It also bothered the hell out of me in the first episode of Ms. Marvel that at Avengercon, no one was dressed in Sam’s Cap suit?? And there was nothing to do with him at all?? Like that had ALL that Avenger’s merch/meet-n-greets with cosplayers/signs up and everything but yet they couldn’t do ANYTHING for Sam?? REALLY??

Like, if Ms Marvel is set somewhere in 2024 and Sam became Cap in May of 2023, then there would be plenty of time for people to be fans of Sam! You’d think people would be fans of Sam as Falcon for years anyways (cause he was a Avenger whereas Bucky wasn’t even one and people forget that)! His suit is cool as hell, why wouldn’t people want to cosplay it and have fun with it?? But Marvel Studios THEMSELVES continue to ignore Sam’s presence and importance while they continue to hype of a lady who we all watched literally die in a movie that came out 8 years ago…

The battle to get people and the MCU themselves to care about Sam and recognize his importance is just exhausting… I just can’t wait for Anthony to bring in a stellar performance that knocks everyone’s socks off in Cap4 and hopefully it gets some people to see how incredible he is. It’s sad too that he has to prove himself to the these people when he’s being proving how amazing he is for the past 8 years ugh.

SKY I WAS JUST ABOUT TO SEND YOU AN ASK ABOUT THAT POST BC YOU SAID EVERYTHING I WAS THINKING JUST IN A MUCH MORE WELL-SPOKEN AND WELL-PUT WAY!! Seriously that post was SPOT ON, and it is so infuriating (although not surprising) that this is still a conversation that needs to be had.

I forgot to mention Avengers-Con from Ms. Marvel in my rant but yes!! There was even merch for Groot?? GROOT who was on earth for how many mins in Infinity War and then how many minutes in endgame?? When Sam has been saving earth for YEARS. SAM SHOULD HAVE HAD HIS OWN MERCH/COSPLAYERS/ETC THERE!!!

And looking back at Sam’s time as Falcon, he was involved in the community a lot, both for his time in the VA and as an Avenger. He would have easily been a household name just like Captain America and Iron Man. So you KNOW that people in the MCU definitely looked up to him as their hero, admired him, and created merch for him. Yet we, the audience, don’t see that because they don’t show us anything about Sam. Unless I’m mistaken, we have not gotten a single mention of Sam since TFATWS. Even with Kate Bishop, Peter Parker, and Kamala Khan all being massive fans of the Avengers, there’s still no mention of Sam??

And yet, we get to see Captain Carter. We get to see promotions for her. And we don’t get that for Sam, who is actually Captain America!!! The racism both in the fandom and at marvel is apparent and appalling. Anthony has been fantastic since day 1 and somehow has managed to improve an already stellar performance?? He’s incredible!! He’ll absolutely knock Cap4 out of the park. But marvel and the fandom refuses to acknowledge that SAM IS CAPTAIN AMERICA. It’s so frustrating. Anthony deserves better. Sam deserves better.

#sam wilson #steve rogers #captain america #SAM WILSON IS CAPTAIN AMERICA

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kadythethief · 2 years

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ok im posting some pics cause i wanna cope

was gonna rate the love interest maybe? eventually? but i can't even get into the game rn arghhhhhh

ok so of the five(?) love interests, i just....picked this one, i guess. idk. im a pit picky tbh but shove a chara with purple hair in front of me and i'll TAKE IT.

hello, yes, btw this might contain what you might consider spoilers. continue on your own risk

he's a vamp. and he's DUMBBBB. like eh. honestly regretted the route i took. he is kinda...distant. cold. kinda naggy sometimea. BIG old man energy. vamps, i guess.

i get that that's probably an otome-trope but like...BOO. not into it.

i know it probably won't happen in an otome named "magic! and the boys i like" but pls let me date amelie the catgirl. maybe it's bc her VA sounds the best? but she is just also rly cute 😤

mc meets the tanned werewolf who'd beat up the whole world up for you if you let him which is kinda funny tbh. didn't like him initially, especially cause he introduces himself to you by sneaking into your room through your window in the middle of the night

there's like an evil magic thing lurking around and you have to be guarded but the werewolf takes you to see a performance at a bar or something

when you return, the vamp's kinda mad at your recklessness but the werewolf says he was there to protect you or something and vamp gets kinda huffy and there's some jelly vibe tbh

which like

hahahah

yes. i wanna see more of that. i kinda wanna get under his skin a bit. i wanna vex the old man more. (his cards, contrary to his plot-personality seem very hot tbh looool)

but yeah the rest of the chapters were still locked at that point at like the last one ended literally at like a cliffhanger where they introduced the villain with major yandere vibes. it looked very interesting 👀👀👀👀👀. also he has purple hair.

(secret love interest route pls???????)

the game has very nice world building btw.

the love interests are of different races, all which attend the school. the werewolf LI owns the bar which formerly belonged to his father who's like a mafia boss and when he got into trouble with the school, they were all talking about his father's goons not just letting that stand and shit

there was some other stuff to illustrate the world building but again, im still currently locked out of the game via loading screen 😭

extra: the blonde love interest guides you around at school at first which totally bugs his chosen-by-their-families-fiancee who is also blonde, really popular, and tbh, per character design, really pretty tbh. she should be a love interest too.

unfortunately she seems to solely exist to be the jealous mean girl who will bully you (and your cat girl friend amelie (noooo leave my cat girl gf aloooone 😭😭)) for literally breathing around her husband-to-be

honestly the blonde love interest is so basic and such a trope...but idk, actually, right around when he tells you that actually, to the surprise of basically no one, he doesn't actually love his fiance and wants to break up with her, he also reveals actually you know each other from when you were children but unfortunately you don't seem to be able to remember due to what is implied to be a horrific, traumatic incident

.....it's not great. which is why i like to ignore it and imagine it never exists tbh.

things happen and you and your cat girl gf land in the hospital where you meet the doctor love interest, the resident loli. his introduction is funny.

blonde love interest visits you often in hospital until you get released.

but then it kinda feels like...they just...forgot about someone?

okay, listen, maybe i'm biased...but until the last cliffhanger chapter, not a word has then been mentioned about cat girl amelie

like...has she been released??? is she okay?????

and again......i might be biased...but bro, at the very least i'd like to know...cause i'm imagining cat girl amelie's still in the hospital, and up until this point, the two were friends...at the least, and until the last chapter she isn't really mentioned once and like, i'm thinking mc has not visited her once?

COLD, mc, COLD.

and like it's very basic but idk, it somehow rly works. he is kinda adorable in how genuine he feels

???? idk how to end this, i kinda rambled on hahah, i just wanna read the next chapters tbh 😥😥😥😥

#magic! and the boys i like #otome game #otome #visual novel #im hyperfixating so hard rn #help girl im hyperfixating #hyperfixation #obsessed with #obsessed

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hungrydolphin91 · 2 years

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More Tales from Xillia!! ...Unfortunately I forgot to make a post about the last few sessions my sister and I had and kinda forgot a lot, sorry 😣. We had one session just doing side quests to get accessories but then we did all the stuff with Nachtigal in Fenmont and stormed the marshes and everything. So this post picks up from Jude waking up with Muzet in the taiga.

My sister got jumpscared by Alvin grabbing Jude from behind lol

She was laughing during the cutscene of them complaining about the cold because Jude was wearing a party hat. Me: "Ain't no party like a frostbite party" Her: "Cause a frostbite party don't stop" Me: "'Til the necrosis sets in"

Alvin has started saying they should fry and eat Teepo or suggesting they feed him to monsters and now my sister loves him even more. Teepo bullying is always encouraged by her

Alvin's got an arcane arte now so I got to show off his mystic arte, Optimus Prime (I can't even remember what it's actually called)

My sister does think Muzet is pretty suspicious. "We should have left her where we found her"

My sister REALLY wanted Elize to just start beating up Agria since Elize apparently fought those ice dragons all on her own before

The party: "Explain this 'schism.'" My sister: "Well, when the Catholic church--"

During that cutscene, Alvin is turned away leaning and looking cool. I explained his chronic backstabbing disorder gives him back pain so he has to sit in dramatic poses

Presa's sexy saunter is going to give her back pain too

They use so much jargon in that cutscene I had to kinda recap for her about Exodus and Elympios. Didn't help that we were distracted by the dog being cute and also Gaius's VA being Fjord in the CR campaign we're watching together

At night Jude gets up and the quest says to "Look around before bedttime!" or something, but it's clearly past their bedtime. We joked that the quest should be "Take some melatonin!" with the typical exclamation point

My sister has decided to just ship whatever seems interesting in the moment, like Milla/Gaius or Rowen/Wingul. We talked for a bit about ships and character types, agreeing that Gaius is handsome but not our type. She likes Alvin more romantically than I do but knows she would hate him in real life

She also expressed appreciation to Rowen for keeping the party on track and having good ideas but he is currently not in the party for being too squishy

We sneaked into Kanbalar via the snowy roof. Her: "Where are we?" Me: "The eaves." Both of us, in sync: "The Christmas eaves"

We fought Exodus and reclaimed the airship so next time we'll pick up from there. I honestly can't remember the exact next part, something with the Zenethra? We're on our way to Jude and Alvin's confrontation which I'm looking forward to seeing her react to.

(this is part 7. master post here)

#a lot of the jokes from early posts still linger too like healer fist and calling empty holes alvins #tales of xillia #hope people find these posts interesting i just like to share the experience #...though i never told my sister ive been making these...#dolphin plays xillia

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weedle-testaburger · 3 years

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And now, events from Doctor Who’s production history that really sound like shitposts but aren't

the original creator actively fought for them to not make the first dalek story because he thought they were ‘bug-eyed monsters’

william hartnell came up with ideas of what every button on the tardis console did and would rant at directors if they told him to press the wrong one

two of the 60s dalek episodes only exist because they were found in the basement of a mormon church in london (i didn’t know that was a thing either)

they filmed an episode set in the tibetan mountains in north wales

they almost greenlit a story where the doctor ‘spanks the feminism out of his companion’

the eyepatch story, if you know you know

jon pertwee hated the daleks because he felt like they upstaged him, but he had more dalek stories than any doctor until david tennant

to make giant radioactive maggots for one story they inflated condoms

originally the sontarans' name was going to be pronounced 'SON-tar-an' rather than 'son-TAR-an' but the actor playing the first one said 'I'm from the fucking place, I know how to say it'

when he got the role of the doctor, tom baker was working on a building site

the 'morbius doctors' everyone lost their shit about after the ruth doctor was revealed were just eight of the behind the scenes crew dressing up as an easter egg

while they were waiting for the k9 prop to be finished, in rehearsals his voice actor used to go round on all fours in rehearsals

speaking of dogs, tom baker once pissed off another actor's dog so badly it made it take a big bite out of his lip and they had to shoot him from the other side for almost a whole story

when they brought back davros the first time, they couldn't get the same actor or make a new mask, so they just took the old mask out of storage and stuck it on the new actor

when they hired a superfan as the continuity advisor, he bottomed for the producer

they put question marks on the doctor's shirt collars on the assumption they could sell shirts like that to fans

they tried to get adric's actor to dance once, but he just couldn't so they sat him at a table eating cake (goals honestly)

colin baker got cast in a peter davison era story and they told him he was overacting a bit and that 'the show's called doctor who not the bloke who's the guard in the background', but he made everyone laugh at a wedding party and that convinced the producer to make him the doctor

there's a sequence where a dalek was supposed to catch the doctor at the end of a corridor and since someone went down the wrong one, the va just went 'EXTERMINATE! EXTERMINATE! ...BUGGER, I'VE LOST EM!'

when the bbc tried to cancel the show they put out a protest record that was like do they know it's christmas but complaining about doctor who getting cancelled

they tried to cast david bowie as one of the villains in peter davison's last story

they actually did cast brian blessed in one of colin baker's last stories, and when he forgot his last line during an elaborate action sequence he instead said 'RIGHT, LET'S FIND THE FUCKERONS!'

the last script editor got the job by saying he wanted to use the show to bring down thatcher

since they fired colin baker and then had to do a regeneration scene, they stuck sylvester mccoy in a blonde wig and put a bad cg effect over his face

when they were doing special effects explosions for the last dalek story they caused such a big explosion the police and fire engines arrived thinking it was a terrorist attack, and then 3 daleks came out of the smoke towards them

one of the last stories was almost cancelled and they had to do filming for it inside a tent in the car park of the studio where they film eastenders

originally instead of doctor who: the movie, some of the ideas pitched for a revival of the series included the doctor and the master being brothers looking for their father 'ulysses' and the doctor having a bulldog called winston as a companion

#personal crap #doctor who #and these are just classic who ones #I'm sure there are a tonne of new who ones but classic is better documented for obvious reasons so i know more #long post

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cjsinkythoughts · 3 years

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FATWS One Shot #4 - Best Girls, Good Guys, Hand Art, Joy Rides

Word Count: 1922

Warnings: Cursing, Implied PTSD, Mention of IED, Motorcycle Ride Without Helmets

Setting/Characters: Captain America: The Winter Soldier in 2014; Reader, Steve Rogers, Sam Wilson, Sam’s therapy group, Lady at the Front Desk, Mentions of Peggy Carter and Riley

A/N: Here’s number 4! Like I said in the previous One Shot, I’m hoping to get TWS One Shots done today and tomorrow. Um, I don’t have a lot to say this time since I unloaded pretty much everything in the last One Shot. So, I guess that’s all!

This isn’t beta’d, as usual, so please excuse any mistakes! Be kind to yourselves and others! Enjoy this part, thank you for reading, and stay tuned!

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(PICTURE DOESN’T REPRESENT READER, JUST WHAT THE ART STEVE DREW LOOKS LIKE!)

“How is she?”

Steve nodded, taking the helmet he insisted on keeping for you in the compartment under his seat out and handing it over. What a hypocrite. “She’s fine. I guess. She…forgot. We were in the middle of a conversation and she…forgot I was alive.”

You gave his shoulder a squeeze. “Alzheimer’s is a scary thing. I’m sorry. It must be hard seeing your best girl go through that.” He froze, his wide eyes scanning you. You ignored his gaze, giving him the helmet back. You really hoped it didn’t come out as sad and spiteful as you meant it. You didn’t want to despise her, you really didn’t. You couldn’t. You had too much respect for her. She did help build the organization you worked for. You just hated the position you found yourself in. “We’re just going to the VA. It’s not too far. I’ll be fine.”

“No, honey. I don’t want you getting hurt-”

“I won’t, Steve.” You pushed back. “I’ve done it before in a lot more dangerous places than the streets of DC. Plus, I trust you. You wouldn’t let me get hurt, would you?”

His lips turned up slightly, his head shaking just enough. “No. No, I wouldn’t. Hop on, then.” He jerked his head to his bike, putting the helmet away before sitting down with you following his lead. You pressed against him, an arm around his waist, thighs squeezing his hips lightly. “Ready?”

“Mhmm.” You hummed, setting your chin on his shoulder.

The bike roared to life underneath you before you took off. You were never worried when Steve drove. Sometimes he liked going fast when you two go for a drive through backroads of Virginia for a weekend, camping underneath the stars. But when you were in DC, he cruised, fast enough that you could get pulled over for doing ten over, but slow enough that you didn’t have to shout over the rush of the wind combing through your hair.

He usually talked to you while driving, but he was quiet this time. You turned your head to study him. His jaw ticked ever so often, his eyebrows furrowed and those pink lips turned down.

You didn’t want to distract him, but you couldn’t help but lift your free hand, tracing his jaw from his chin to his ear before pressing soft circles into the hinge of his jaw with your thumb. “Are you okay? Did I upset you?”

“No. No, you’re perfect, honey.” He reassured quickly, moving around a car, side eyeing you for just a second. “I’ve just…there’s a lot on my mind. A lot I need to figure out.”

You nodded. “If you ever need me. I’m here.”

He grinned, taking your hand in one of his to press a kiss to the knuckles, eyes not leaving the road. “I know.”

“Tell me more about this Sam Wilson guy.”

Steve chuckled before telling you about his run the day prior and how he lapped Wilson a few times and their conversation afterwards. He was just finishing up when he parked in the parking garage of the VA, “and then Natasha drove up saying she was looking for a fossil she was supposed to pick up.”

“A fossil.” You snorted. “I’m gonna have to use that.”

He gave you a playful glare as you swung your leg around and stood up. Catching your jaw between his fingers, he chuckled when he squished your cheeks together. “Call me a fossil, honey, and I’ll tell Fury the only way I’m doing missions is if you don’t.”

You gasped, shaking your head. “You ‘ouldn’!” You slurred out, trying to talk with your lips pursed.

He gave a little giggle, gently making your head move up and down in a nod. “Oh yes I would.” He pecked your nose, letting go of your cheeks. “C’mon, dame.” You blinked after him as he started towards the elevators with long strides.

“You’re an ass, you know that?”

He smirked at you over his shoulder as you jogged to catch up, holding his hand out behind him. “C’mon. You know I’d never do that to ya.”

Narrowing your eyes, you snatched his hand and huffed. “Well…yeah. But still.”

Another chuckle left his lips, pulling you closer to his side as you pressed the button for the elevator, leaving a kiss on your head. You fell into comfortable silence after that, Steve’s thumb tracing patterns on your hand while you waited for the elevator to ding.

When it finally did, Steve had a pen pulled out and, as you entered the elevator, he pulled your hand up closer to his face, lifting the writing utensil to the back of your palm.

You didn’t say anything, merely looking around the elevator after pushing the level you were going to. It was something you found that calmed Steve; drawing. So whenever he was bored or anxious, you let him draw on your hand. He used to ask, but he stopped after you told him you’d never say no.

The elevator dinged and the doors open, causing Steve to stop inking up your skin and drop your still linked hands down to your sides, shoving his pen in his pocket. You looked down at the partial flower and leaves wrapping around your wrist, smiling affectionately. He really was a good artist.

The lady at the front desk told you where to go when you asked for Sam Wilson, which Steve did rather eagerly, making you laugh. He had told you about Sam’s want to impress her when he came in. Apparently he was with a group, but she said it was okay for you to go in as long as you didn’t disrupt anything. Steve thanked her, before following her directions down the hall and around the corner.

You heard them before you saw them. A woman was talking, telling a story of how she got pulled over the previous week. Steve leaned against a column to the side of the room, out of the way, putting his hands in his pockets. You let his hand go to allow him to do so, linking your arm with his and holding his wrist with your free hand.

“I swerved…to miss a plastic bag. I thought it was an IED.”

You watched Steve’s reactions through the rest of the session. It wasn’t much longer - maybe ten minutes - before it ended. You had tried to convince him to go to one of these when he first got out of the ice, but he refused.

“I’ve already got you, honey. That’s all I need.”

And, yes, he did have you; your assignment was literally helping him with that stuff. But you still thought he’d benefit from it. Especially now since you had started going back on your own assignments. Maybe he’d start going to Wilson’s.

After the meeting, you and Steve walked up to the veteran who had just finished his farewells and started cleaning up the table at the front with brochures and things. “Look who it is. The running man. And who’s this pretty lady?”

You smiled, sticking out your hand, your name leaving your lips in an introduction. “Sam Wilson.” He shook your hand with a grin of his own. “Nice to meet you, cher.”

“You too, Sam.”

“We caught the last few minutes.” Steve stated, leaning on the wall again, keeping his arm linked with yours. “It’s pretty intense.”

You listened sadly as Sam told you two about his wingman, Riley, but you didn’t pity him. You knew what it was like to lose people and you hated the pity you received from others. You were glad to see he wasn’t beating himself up over it, even allowing himself to smile as the conversation shifted to his retirement. Steve was right; he did seem like a good guy.

“Are you thinking about getting out?”

You glanced up at Steve as he answered “no.” You saw the hesitation in his eyes that flickered to you, before he met Sam’s again. “I don’t know.” Hearing Steve admit that he didn’t know what he wanted made your heartache. You wanted him to be happy, and the fact that he didn’t know what made him happy caused you to grip his arm tighter.

You, Sam, and Steve talked a bit longer, getting to know each other a little better. You even did the unthinkable and told him you worked for SHIELD when he asked how you two knew each other. Steve raised an amused eyebrow as your eyes widened, your hand slapping over your mouth.

“Holy shit. I can’t believe I just told you that. You can’t tell anyone.”

Sam laughed, shaking his head. “Don’t worry. My lips are sealed.”

You finally said bye when Sam mentioned needing to get back to work. Walking back towards the elevators, Steve chuckled and nudged you. “You warmed up to him quickly.”

“Ha ha.” You rolled your eyes, your face landing in your hands. “Oh my God. I’ve never told anyone that. Ever.”

“I told you. He’s a good person. Easy to talk to.”

“Yeah…speaking of,” you tilted your head up to him as you stepped into the elevator, the doors closing behind you. “Do you want to get out?”

His Adam’s apple bobbed when he swallowed thickly. “That’s not what I said. I just…I don’t really know…what to do.”

You pouted a little, tilting your head. “What would you’ve done in the 40’s? After the war?”

“I dunno.” He shuffled on his feet. “Be a lab rat.”

“Steven-”

“Forget it. Forget I said anything.” Your frown deepened, your arms crossing over your chest. “Please don’t.” He said softly, hands coming up to cup your cheeks, one thumb smoothing out your forehead while the other ran over your pouty lips. “Don’t be upset.”

You sighed, shaking your head. “I’m not. I, just…worry.”

He placed his lips to your forehead, hands slipping to your waist to pull you closer. “Well don’t.”

Your hands mimicked his previous position, holding his face, thumb brushing under his eyes. Your eyes caught sight of the barely started design on your hand, and your lips pursed thoughtfully.

“What?”

“Drawing makes you happy.” He blinked at your words, confusion in those ocean eyes of his. “You said you don’t know what makes you happy. Drawing does. And you’re really good at it. You could be an artist or something. Like a tattoo artist. I’d go to you. I mean, look at this!” You showed him your hand. “It’s not even halfway done and you did it with a crappy dollar store pen”

He gave you a small smile. “I appreciate that, honey, but I don’t think I could do that day in and day out.”

“Even with new customers coming in every day, asking for different designs in different places?”

Giving a chuckle, he leaned into your palm, kissing it. “You really want me to think about this don’t you?”

You scoffed. “Duh!”

He shook his head, ducking down to press his lips to your cheek, before laying his forehead on your shoulder. “I’m okay right now.”

“Are you?”

“Mhmm.” He hummed, arms wrapping around you. “Because I have you. And you make me happy, honey.”

You hugged him back, face pressing into his neck. You were glad you made him happy. And as long as you made him happy, you’d keep this relationship the way it was. Even if that meant you’d never be his best girl. “You make me happy too, bubs.”

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sweetlavenderwritings · 3 years

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Little to No Space

summary: tendou has a little crush on a certain someone, their straight faced manager that never reacts to his weird shenanigans. his best friend advises that they should get closer.

-or, you get stuck in a locker with the guess monster.

a/n: this was based off an asmr i listened to a couple nights ago (you were hiding in a locker with a teacher of yours) it was kinda funny bc the one who voiced it was oikawa’s official va. anyways, take whatever this is lol.

pairing/s: tendou satori x reader

wc: 2 147 (whoops)

tags: crack, comedy(?), humor, ur literally just in a funny situation lol, nsfw implication if u squint

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“You need to stop staring at our manager and actually talk to her Satori.” Ushijima’s deep voice broke him out of his trance, catching his attention.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Wakatoshi-kun.” He deflected. Okay, maybe he did tend to stare at you. But he swears he didn’t do it that much.

Ushijima rolled his eyes at that, “I may not be the brightest when it comes people-”

“You got that right.” He snickered while putting his gym clothes away.

“As I was saying, I at least know she isn’t the least bothered by you,” he shut his locker door with a firm bang, interrupting his musing for a moment, “we can all see how she isn’t fazed by whatever antics you flung at her.”

“But that’s just because she’s just like you!” His best friend raised his brows at him. “Not completely, but she’s uhh, I don’t know-stoic. Straight faced and doesn’t say anything much unless necessary.”

“I’m not stoic.”

“Sure you aren’t.” Has he really not noticed?

“So you’re implying that you can be close to her?” He knew his best friend can be quite obtuse sometimes, but where did that come from?

“That’s not what I’m saying at all, where did even get that idea?” He turned his attention to his duffel bag, already done with the conversation.

But it seems Ushijima wasn’t, “You said she was just like me, even if it was just a bit. And since we’re close, that means you could be with her as well.”

“You’re grasping at short straws here Ushiwaka,” he teased. “Why do you seem so persistent to get me to talk to her?”

“Because I think she might be one of the few people that would actually tolerate your weird personality, rather than shun you for it like most people would.” Oh, that was actually helpful. He knew Ushijima rarely spoke, but whenever he did, it was always something meaningful and helpful.

Ushijima scratched at his neck, looking around the locker room looking for something.

“Uhh, watcha looking for there buddy?”

“I’m missing my pair of socks.” Ushijima groaned. Suddenly, all his previous thoughts of him being meaningful was diminished within a second.

“That’s the fourth time this week ‘Toshi.”

“I know, but for some reason they don’t end up where they’re supposed to be.” He was pouting, the redhead could tell. You wouldn’t actually see it until you looked closely.

He had to reassure their captain before he drones about ads he read in today’s newspaper. He was not interested in discounts held for sock stores. “We’ll ask the janitors tomorrow, okay? Don’t fret about it.”

Satisfied with his answer, Ushijima nodded. They both grabbed their bags then turned to leave, until they heard a knock at the door.

“Uhm, excuse me. Is Tendou-kun here by any chance?” Speak of the devil...

He stilled, clearly not expecting for you to look for him. He wondered how long you’ve been there, hoping you haven’t heard a single word from their conversation that just happened to be about you.

Ushijima looked at him, a faint smirk curved at the corners of his lips. He gave him a look as if to say, this is your chance.

Without consulting him if he even wanted to answer, he strode towards the door and opened it without warning, causing you to jump back in surprise. The basket of jerseys nearly fell from your hands in shock.

He mentally slapped himself in the face. Way to go Wakatoshi, scare off our manager.

“Satori’s right here,” He waved to him, standing still like a deer in the headlights. “I must go.” He walked past you, leaving no space for you to even start a conversation with him.

“Oh, uhm alright. Thank you Ushijima-san.” You waved to Ushijima before to turning to him, looking at him with a blank expression.

“I’m sorry, it seems I interrupted you on your way home. But I promise this will be quick.” You said with a flat tone. You reached down on the freshly laundered basket of jerseys, fumbling with the different colored fabrics as you looked for something.

With a victorious ‘ah’, you held up a familiar pair of socks.

“I kept seeing these somewhere in your locker rooms whenever I clean after practice. I usually just place them on the benches but this time it was on basket with the rest of the jerseys so I took the liberty to wash them.” He took them from your hands, fingers lightly brushing when he grab ahold of the very socks his best friend was pouting about. He jolted, feeling a sensation from the minimal contact.

Either you ignored him or didn’t notice, which was probably the latter, you moved on to place the basket on a corner.

‘You need to stop staring at our manager and actually talk to her Satori.’

“So, how are you managing so far manager-chan?” He hoped his voice didn’t reveal how nervous he was to be alone with you.

In truth, he liked being with you at any chance he could get. It was fun flinging non-nonsensical shit at you, just to get a reaction. It was like a challenge for him really, wanting nothing more than to see you flustered or even better, laugh at his jokes just for once.

You never looked irked or disgusted by his whole demeanor, which was something he appreciated a lot. He hoped you never would, fearing that it might be the inevitable truth he wasn’t willing to accept.

That he was a monster no one could truly understand.

“I’m still afraid of getting hit by a ball every time Ushijima-san serves, but other than that I’m doing fine.” You wiped your forehead with the back of your hand, exhaustion evident on your face. “You’re not going home, Tendou-san? It’s already late, I suggest you hurry now so you can rest easy for tomorrow’s practice.”

He smirks, suddenly feeling a mood for a good teasing. “Dawww, is our dear little manager concerned for the resident Guess Monster?” He quirked a brow as he leered at you with a teasing grin.

Unperturbed, you tilted your head, looking a bit puzzled. “Of course I am. I am your manager after all, isn’t it my job to look after the team?”

“Don’t be shy, you can just say you like me, manager-chaaan~” He thought really shouldn’t tease you like that but he really can’t help himself.

What happened next surprised him the most.

He figured you’d wave off his teasing like always, roll your eyes then move on with your day. But instead, he spots the blushing of your cheeks. Something he didn’t expect from you at all.

He opens his mouth to say something but stops at the sounds of footsteps nearing the locker room.

Shit. If the team saw you alone with him in the locker rooms at this hour it’ll be the death of him. You wouldn’t have cared, but he knows they’ll hold it over his head and tease him relentlessly, insinuating that there’s something going on between the two of you.

With a hushed ‘Quick!’ he grabs your arm then pulls you into a vacant locker. He shuts the door in haste, making a loud bang that makes him wince.

“Tendou what’re you-” he shuts you up with a hand covering your mouth. He looks at you pleadingly as he zips up his lips, urging you to stay quiet. You nod with his hand still covering your lips.

“Hurry up Semi! We’re gonna be late!” Reon’s voice booms loudly as they enter the room, causing the both of you to jump in surprise.

“Wait a damn minute will you? I just forgot my wallet.” The sound of a locker opening fills in the sudden silence. He waits with a bated breath hoping they’ll leave soon.

But it seems that wasn’t the case.

“Say... Isn’t that Tendou’s duffel bag?” You both hear Shirabu’s voice ask with uncertainty. Tendou freezes, unsure what to do.

There’s a muffled noise of shuffling. “Yeah, it’s his alright. It’s his jacket draped over it.”

“Then why is it still here? Shouldn’t he have left by now?”

“Didn’t we pass by Ushijima just earlier?” Shit. Shit. Shit.

The locker you were both hiding in was getting hotter by the minute. He feels a sweat trickle down his neck as he tries not to breathe loudly as to not grab attention.

When Ushijima told him to get closer to you, he surely didn’t mean this!

Your soft hands reach to take his off your mouth. He mouths a soft ‘sorry’ but you shake your head softly, not minding his mistake in the slightest. With the ongoing conversation about his whereabouts outside he distracts himself with little details he begins to notice.

Like how you smelled of baby powder and faint deodorant, or how there are strands of your hair sticking to your exposed neck from your ponytail. He tries hard not to think about how close you were. Your shoulders pressed against his chest, head just below his chin, and your hips just right where his-

“Tendou-kun,” he hears you whisper. He cranes his just a bit, trying to get a look at your face. “Your phone is bumping my hip, I know there’s not much space but can you please move it a bit?”

Phone? What phone? He was pretty sure he left it in his bag━

“Sorry.” He apologizes meekly, wiggling his hips away from you as he desperately wills his sudden hard on to calm down. This locker was gonna be the death of him soon if he stays here any longer.

He thanks whatever deity is at work above for your obliviousness. A blessing in disguise he’s really thankful at the moment.

“Eh, why’re we wasting time here? He probably just went to the bathroom.” Semi cuts off as he grabs his wallet. Tendou thanks the ashen blond silently, promising not to tease him just for a day.

He hears the door shut. He waits until the footsteps are completely gone, then sighs in relief when no one comes back.

“Phew, that was a close call. Who knows what might’ve happened if they found us here.” He lets out a laugh, “we can leave now, [y/n]-chan.”

Then he’s looking at you, head ducked so he couldn’t see much of your face. But he peers between the strands of your hair and finally notices how flustered you look.

He smirks. “[y/n]-chan?”

For once in your life, you try to avoid his eyes.“O-oh! Tendou-kun, are they gone yet?”

“If I knew better manager-chan~ Judging by your flustered face, I would assume you actually wanted to stay here with me.”

Your eyes widen like saucers. “No! It’s just that it’s cramped in here, it got hot so I am blushing for different reasons!” Your composure was breaking by the minute, hands flailing in exaggeration as you try to explain in defense.

He barks out a laugh. “Manager-chan, I was just kidding! Calm down for me, hm?” You don’t reply.

“Alright, I’m sorry for teasing you.” He says as he reaches for the knob, “let’s just get out of here-”

You shoot your hand on his wrist, surprising the both of you. “Uh... about what you just said.”

He waits for you to continue. With a deep breath you try to finish your sentence. “I don’t mind, being here with Tendou-kun.... that’s all.”

The message clicks in his brain. I like you Tendou-kun.

“Oh.” He replied numbly. He was sure he must’ve looked stupid with the face he was making, still awestruck at what you just admitted.

You giggle, a sound he finds himself emitting to his memory.

“You’re weird as ever Tendou-kun,” the look of adoration you gave him nearly made him choke. “But that’s fine, I like that about you.”

Two confessions all at once? Was this a dream? Boy, he surely was gonna panic about this to Ushijima later, not that he’d be any of help.

Waving away the butterflies in his stomach, he ruffles your hair. “You’re too full of surprises today [y/n]-chan. Someday you’re gonna give me a heart attack if you just suddenly give me these cute faces without warning.”

He feels himself smile wide at another bashful look you give him.

“Now let’s get out of here.” He twists the knob inside but it doesn’t budge. Confused, he tries to twist it another way but it still doesn’t move. He struggles with it for a minute until he gives up.

It wouldn’t open.

“Uhh... Tendou-kun, I think we might have to call the others.” He hears you say tentatively.

“Sure, do you have your phone with you?”

You pat your pockets for a second. “Oh, I must’ve left it in my bag. How about we use your phone instead?”

“...”

#LSAHDLKAS #no editing again #imma pass out now lol #tendou x reader #tendou satori #tendou satori x reader #tendou x you #tendou x y/n #tendou satori x you #haikyuu satori #satori fluff #tendou fluff #haikyuu tendou #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fanfiction #haikyuu!!#haikyuu fandom #haikyuu

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son-fuori-di-me · 3 years

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"I had no idea I could change someone's life."

One Shot. Word Count | Around 3300. Description | <French female pov> you're visiting Rome for the first time, and you casually meet Damiano David the day before the Circo Massimo concert. The conversation takes a unexpected path.

Content | Real talk. No romantic development. * Expect French idioms and italian approximations from automatic translators

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"Bordel, c'est immense !" ("Holy cow, that's big !") I said, looking at the Circo Massimo.

It was my first time in Rome. Knowing Italy a bit, I expected a hell lot of sun, a delicious bunch of ice cream for each meal, and tons of pretty things to snap with my phone. Well, that was the plan for my first two days there. Cause Saturday would be a very different day. Saturday would be Måneskin day.

I've been waiting for so long to do this trip. And what a blast it has been for now. Took only a bag, my external battery, some makeup and my favourite clothes to finally discover this astonishing city. This was my first solo trip. I've always travelled with my family or my ex, but never on my own. For once, I could decide what I wanted to see, what I wanted to eat, when to take a break. And as there are plenty of things to see in Rome, i wanted to enjoy every second of my trip. I could focus my last day there solely to the Måneskin concert happening that Saturday night. But as I didn't want to leave anything to chance, I decided to precisely organize my last day, so I could visit a bit more - a get a last fantastic meal before the concert.

I got myself a gold pit ticket. I guessed that would mean I had a special queue. So on Friday night, as I was back from a late tour in town, I decided to watch more closely the Circo, to check for the entrances, and see how I could sharpen my organization and schedule for the next day.

"J'espère que je vais pas avoir à poireauter toute la journée, avec la chaleur qu'il va faire." ("I hope won't have to hang around here all day tomorrow, the weather's gonna be hot as hell")

It was almost 10 pm. I was getting closer to the Circo, trying to read the boards, but all was written in italian and didn't seem to concern the concert. And a year fangirling over Måneskin clearly wasn't enough to become fluent. I saw no sign mentioning "gold pit". So I decided I would ask around, with Google translate ready in my phone in case I couldn't find anyone speaking English.

I saw a guy sit on a bench, smoking. He was dressed in an ugly dark sweater, with the hood over a cap. He was either a drug dealer or a hobbo. My instinct as a girl living in Paris got the uphand and I decided to ignore the guy and try to find a woman instead, or maybe a group of locals, to get me the information I wanted. Unfortunately, after a good 20 minutes walking around and asking people, no one could tell me how to make sure I find the right queue for the concert. I was about to give up and head back to my airbnb and I saw a silhouette still sitting on a bench, near the Circo. It was the same guy from earlier. "Bon, je tente, s'il est trop chelou, je me barre." ("Well, might as well take the risk, if he's too much a weirdo, I clear off quickly.")

"Scusi, do you speak English ?" i said, getting closer to the guy, but still from a good distance in case it turned wrong.

"Pretty good. You need something ?" He was searching something in his pockets and reached his pack of cigarettes. His voice was deep, but gentle. He did look funny but didn't sound dangerous - i still didn't get too close as I hate the smell of smoke.

"Do you know well il Circo Massimo ? I'm going to a concert here tomorrow and I want to make sure I find the right queue, but they haven't installed any sign yet". I asked, showing the structure of the stage behind me.

"Cute accent, where are you from ?" he answered, completely ignoring my question.

"Well, I'm French. So, do you know il Circo ?" I preferred to quickly repeat my question to let him know I wasn't interested in whatever he was trying to.

"Ah, Bonjour ! I speak a little French !" He said, now reaching for his lighter.

"Yeeaaaah cool, but how about the Circo ? I'd like to be here early enough, but I don't know wh-" I froze as he lighted up his cigarette. It was brief, but with the spark, I saw his face for a second.

"Hm ? You don't know what ?" He asked, with a smirky voice.

"Mais naaaan ?" ("Dont tell me -") I let out that typical French astonished sound without thinking. "You gotta be kidding me !"

He laughed as I was getting a little closer, staring at him. With one hand, he was putting his lighter back in his pocket, with the other, he lifted a bit his cap. It was him. It was Damiano.

I felt my spine shiver with that uncomfortable sensation of being around someone famous. As a journalist, I had my lot of interviews, so I knew there's no point in changing behavior around such people. But I still was flabbergasted to see him.

"Sorry, I didn't recognize you. Well, gotta say you're not dressed in your best outfit !" I chose the strategy of sass, to hide how impressed I actually was.

"That's my favourite sweater you're seeing me in, and I'm smoking hot in it" He said with a smirk, getting into the sassy game.

"Time off before the big day ?" I asked, completely forgotting about my initial request and switching to my interview mindset when I'm super focused about the conversation. "Shouldn't you be having a great night of sleep, to recharge your batteries ?"

"I don't feel like going to bed" He said, having no idea how the conversation would soon turn. Fortunately for him, I wasn't working in the music media industry. "That's quite a stage we're gonna play on."

I didn't know why he was talking to me about all of this. I didn't dare to ask him either. I just enjoyed the moment.

"Well, the Eurovision song contest was bigger, wasn't it ?"

"Hm, don't tell me about it, I still don't know how I managed that."

He suddenly had a strange tone in his voice. It didn't sound like the radiant and confident Damiano you see on Instagram stories or on TV interviews. I remembered where I heard him like that. In the 2019 documentary "This is Måneskin", the making of Il Ballo Della Vita album, in the sequence he's arguing with Vic on a train, as he tells her how anxious he can be get sometimes.

"Well, you did, didn't you ?" I put on a more serious voice. "And you had a ton more of pressure, representing your whole country ? So how a concert here in your home town could be worst than performing in front of all of Europe - not to say the whole world ?"

He was still smoking, listening in silence.

"Or maybe it isn't about how big the performance is but about performing in itself ? Why are you performing ? Why are you putting on a show ? All those fancy clothes and that makeup, who is it for ? For people to love you ? Or for you to love yourself ?"

Mais qu'est-ce que je branle ? Il va se barrer dans deux secondes, là c'est sûr (What the fuck am I doing ? He's leaving any second now.) I got a bit too excited about being able to share a few words with him. What's gotten onto me ? Well, let's go then.

"What is it you're running after ? Or running from maybe ? Some complex to compensate ? With all that smudge and confidence, that wouldn't surprise me."

He sat back on the bench. As he inhaled a deep breath of smoke, I saw a smile on his face. But I also saw his hand holding the cigarette shaking.

"Are you a psychiatrist or something ?" He simply said, as if he was trying to keep his voice as steady as possible.

I hesitated to tell him the truth. I was sure he would walk away the second he would know my actual job. Et puis merde, autant tout dire. (Well, fuck, might as well be honest.)

"Nope, I'm a journalist." I admited, as he looked right back at me with a surprised look. "Pretty much the same. We get appoitments with random people, listen to their life, observe their body language, and tell them our whole opinion about all of it, which might very well shape how they perceive themselves from now on."

"Only difference is that you don't have to keep anything secret. Right the contrary."

There. This was it. He was gonna leave now, for sure.

"Before you go, did I hit any truth ? Don't worry, I'm not in the music media industry, I won't write anything from our conversation." I hoped this information would save me a few more seconds with him.

He didn't answer right away. He didn't leave either. He kept looking at me, still smoking his second cigarette in a row now.

"Whatever it is you write about, I guess you must be good at it" he finally replied. "Cause you did score a few points."

Another short silence broke. As a fan, I was obsessed with his music, lyrics, and attitude. But catching a glimpse of what lied behind the glamour definitly caught my interest. I wanted to know more.

"Why are you here ?" I slightly deepened my voice, getting back to my interview tone, and kept on going with this as if that was usual business for me. "It's half past 10. You play on Rome's largest stage tomorrow. You surely better should be in bed, or be about to, before the big day."

In that moment, I had the upper-hand in the conversation. He was sat on the bench, I was on my feet in front of him, and therefore above him. Not the best approach to get someone's trust for an interview, but with a personnality like Damiano's, you gotta put your own show.

"I actually don't sleep much before big events like these" He finally answered, accepting his condition as an interviewee. "I don't sleep much at all."

"You're tend to insomnia ?"

"Not really, I just got used to 4-5 hours of sleep, that's it."

"Even during tours ? Cause this all sold-out European tour for Teatro d'Ira must have been exhausting".

"You have no idea, bellezza."

"So tell me." From there, I decided to change my strategy and sat on the ground, still in front of him, but giving him the upper-hand, to put on a more trustful atmosphere. "How are you doing ? And I don't mean, like casual 'yay, fine', I mean : how are you doing ?"

I still have no idea of my tactical move of giving him more space to express himself worked, or if he understood right away where I was leading him, but in the end, he still didn't seem bothered by this conversation we were having. In fact, it looked like he was enjoying it.

"I'm... content, I'd say." He paused, and I didn't interrupt him with another question this time. "I know I'm going through the life I wanted. The music, the tours, the praise. It's all I could have ever asked for."

D'accord, très bien, mais ? (Okey, very good, but ?) I stayed silent, but I couldn't help anticipating what he was saying.

"But surprisingly, sometimes it's still... unfulfilling. Like I can never be satisfied".

Repressing some Hamilton's lyrics from my mind, I innocently pretend I didn't fully understand what he meant - another journalistic technique, to get someone to repeat themselves with other words in order to get them deeper into their reflexion.

"What do you mean, "never be satisfied" ? You're on top of Spotify chart list, your albums are now platinum successes, you're winning awards. How is this not satisfying ?"

"It's just... What are all those things for ? Money ? Fame ? Yeah, I like those but..."

"Typical Capricorn" I muttered, to slide in the conversation that I actually knew pretty well my subject - my subject being him. He chuckled.

"Damn really ? Let me guess ? Aries ?"

"Pisces+Taurus, actually. So what, you don't like being famous ?" Getting back quickly into more questions - another technique to keep control over the rhythm of an interview.

"It's not that I dislike it. It's just... not always as fun as I thought it would be."

"What part of the job ? The writing and composing ?"

"No, that's the best part." He reached for a third cigarette. It was almost 11 pm now. "Vic, Thomas and Ethan. Måneskin. They're the best thing that ever happened to me".

"Then what, you feel like a fraud ?"

"Hell, no ! I'm exactly where I should be." He claimed, with a light pride tone.

"So, if you're proud of what you create, and if you love the people you create that with, then what is the matter ? If life is about getting the Bare Necessities, it seems like you got it all." Hitting with a universal - and musical - reference. Shoud do the trick.

"Hahaha ! Lo stretto indispensabile, si ! But life isn't that easy." He said laughing, as I felt he started to let go of the tension. "In real life, you get judged all the time, and people try to dismantle you, and spread rumors."

"I didn't think you'd be one to listen to people's comments about you".

"I'm not. I stopped giving credits to those. But it's still here, you know ?"

"From what I see, you're keeping it real, with lots of wisdom. I can't quite grasp what seem to bother you."

He paused, looking at his feet for a few seconds.

"I'm afraid it won't last." He finally confessed. "I'm afraid it all ends as quickly as it all started. I'm afraid people get bored. I'm afraid I become a caricature of myself. I'm afraid I can't write new songs. I'm afraid to be a shooting star, you see ? Very bright, but gone in a flash."

"Like, to be an Icare ? Or may I say "Ykaaar" like on your Instagram ?"

He chuckled again.

"Huh, I'm that obvious ?"

"Yeah, even a bit over-the-top, if I may dare say so."

"Well, I've always related so much with this mythological figure. I mean what's wrong with aiming for the Sun ?" He said, pointing a hand to the dark sky above us. From his attitude, I could tell he was way more relaxed than in the beginning. He even took his cap and hood off, so I could now see his face more clearly. His eyes were glittering. "Burning your wings... What's that morale supposed to teach us ? Be modest ? Be moderate ? Che noia !" (How boring !)

"Well don't be !" I felt almost like scolding him. "There's nothing wrong with seeking big dreams. As there's nothing wrong with this feeling of being outrun by your life. Savour the moment. Every second of it. It's because you can't know how long it may last that it tastes so good, so thrilling ! And you actually already are ten steps ahead ! Writing songs like ´Torna a casa' or ´Coraline' at, what, 19-20 years old ? You're the real deal, dude. And even if later on, you get blank page anxiety or write just good-enough songs, it's okey. You got plenty of time to make mistakes. Take the leap of faith. Failing and being a failure aren't the same. You learn, you grow from it. It's okey to doubt yourself, but please, don't ever doubt all the love and support you get."

I paused, hoping I didn't do too far and missed my point. But in a way, I could also feel I got it right. He was looking at the Circo, his eyes even more sparkling than before.

"I..." He got up, standing on the bench, looking as tall as a statue from my perspective. He came down and took a few steps. I got on my feet, starting to feel concerned about what I just said.

"I didn't know I needed to hear that." He finally confided. "I always wanna reach perfection. I'm aware I can be authoritative, sometimes even harsh, on the band. I can't accept to be a failure. But love and support, that, I can't get enough of."

I didn't respond. There was nothing to add. This instant felt like an hour. The wind was slightly blowing through the length of the Circo in front of us. His hair reflected the gentle light of the moon, only showing her first quarter. He broke the tranquility of the moment, turning and taking a few steps in my direction.

"Grazie mille" he said, his arms opened, calling for a hug.

"But, you're very welcome" I said approaching him, softly putting my arms on his back as he put his over my shoulders. The second before his face disappeared from my vision, i noticed a tear on his cheek.

"You've completed reset my mind. I feel like I can start all over again. I was anguished, trapped by my anxiety. But it's all gone now. You've changed me. Thank you, thank you so much" He affirmed full of hope, his voice shivering.

"Wow, well. I had no idea I could change someone's life." I answered, trying to hide how moved I myself was from the conversation.

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It was almost midnight now. We kept talking for a while, comparing life in Rome and Paris, exchanging what was our best concert experiences. But he still needed to get back home to rest before the concert, and I didn't want to arrive too late at my airbnb - even if I could have spent the whole night talking with him. Yet, to enjoy our last few minutes together, he offered to walk me back to where I was staying. It was just a 15 minutes walk, along the Tevere river bank.

"So tell me." he asked with a smirk. "How does the Bare Necessities go in French ?" He started to muffle the melody.

"Oh no, you don't expect me to actually sing it ?"

"Hehe, you got me into a therapy session, so I can get a little song from you, no ?"

"Damn, you. This is blackmail !" But drunk on the moment, I took a deep breath.

"Il en faut peeeeeeu pour être heureux, ("Look for the baaaaare necessities,") vraiment très peu pour être heureux, ("the simple bare necessities") il faut se satisfaire du nécessaire !" ("Forget about your worries and your strife")"

I started dancing along, if I had to be ridiculous, might as well utterly be. But he actually followed my lead, clicking his fingers.

"In fondo, baaaasta il minimo, ("I mean the baaaaare necessities") sapessi quanto è facile ("Old Mother Nature's recipes") Trovar quel po' che occorre per campar ! ("That brings the bare necessities of life !")

We kept on singing Disney songs for a few minutes as we walked at a slow pace - I was shocked he never saw Tarzan and immediately made him promise to watch it as i told him Phil Collins recorded all the songs in five languages, including Italian. When we finally reached my destination, we exchanged a last timid hug as farewell.

"Well, I'll see you on stage tomorrow." I told him as I crossed the street.

"And I'll look for you in the crowd !" He shouted with the brightest smile on his perfect face.

** the end **

#maneskin #damiano david #maneskin imagine #damiano david x reader #maneskin x reader #my writing

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mammonshuman92 · 3 years

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- Voice Actor -

(Mammon & Levi x MC)

*tap tap tap*

You pecked on Mammon's door, before letting yourself in. He was sprawled across his bed, messing with his D.D.D., visibly bored. He looked up to see who had entered the room, pleased to see it was you, he eagerly sat up.

"MC! Whatcha up to?" He was practically bouncing in place with excitement like a 5 year old. You couldn't help but smile at how he was always happy to see you.

"Not much. I was studying for the upcoming test in Devildom Law, but I needed a break. I came to see if you wanted to go get coffee or something and get out of the house for a little while" you said.

He jumped up off the bed, excitement all over his face, "Yes! I-I mean I guess I'll go with you." He said, trying to hide his enthusiasm as he shoved his hands in his pockets and looked away, trying to act as though he wasn't completely over the moon that you asked HIM to go with you.

"Of course you want to spend time with The Great Mammon" he beamed.

You giggled at him. "You were dying of boredom, weren't you?" You asked him with a smile.

He waved his hand around "That's beside the point. Let's go!"

The two of you walked the streets of the Devildom, talking and laughing until you reached your destination. A little coffee shop nestled snugly on a side street, away from all the hustle and bustle of downtown. You found it (thanks to Satan's recommendation) shortly after arriving in the Devildom. You loved the atmosphere of the quiet, tiny establishment. You walk inside and are met with the warm aroma of various coffees and pastries.

You turn to Mammon, "Order whatever. I'm buying."

He frowns at you, "I'm not always broke, ya know? I just did a photo shoot a couple days ago." He looks away from you and crosses his arms, trying to act pouty.

You know that he hates it when you pay for stuff but as the Avatar of Greed he also isn't going to turn it down. It just kinda hurts his pride a little.

"Don't be like that" you say, elbowing him playfully, "I don't care who is buying, I just need caffeine"

After getting your coffee and snacks, you opt to sit outside at one of the little patio tables since it's such a beautiful day.

You and Mammon chit chat back and forth about RAD and his modeling and whatnot when you see someone familiar across the street. Mammon turns around to see what you're looking at.

"Is that Levi?" He asks, squinting his eyes. "He looks mad"

Levi was visibly angry.

You call out to him and wave when he finally sees you, gesturing for him to join the two of you. Mammon made a face at you and sat back in his chair.

"Why'd ya go and do that?" He pouted. "I can never just have ya to myself" he mumbled dejectedly. You pretened not to hear him as Levi walked up. Something had definitely made him mad. His face was red, eyebrows furrowed and you could practically see smoke coming out of his ears.

"What's wrong, Levi?" You asked as he sat down.

"It's just not fair!" He whined. "A new limited edition merch box for "That time my life got turned upside down because my homework got eaten by a possessed cheeseburger" just came out and I stayed up all night refreshing Akuzon waiting for it to drop and I fell asleep for like 7 minutes and missed it!! It had autographed merch from the voice actors and everything!!" He ranted before laying his head face down on the table.

"Whaaa? Possessed cheeseburger?? That sounds like something Beel would watch" Mammon said.

Levi sat back up, "He's actually the one who showed it to me and then I fell in love and became a superfan. Anyway, I went to the anime shop because I saw on their blog that they had 2 of those merch boxes, but again I was too late!! My life is over!!" He plopped his head back down on the table.

As hard as you tried, you couldn't keep from laughing. Mammon looked at you surprised and Levi lowkey was glaring at you. "It's not funny MC!" He grumbled. You just looked at him with a stupid big smile.

"I forgot that I never told you guys"

They looked at each other puzzled. "Told us what?" Levi inquired.

"Have you all never wondered what I do for money?" You asked.

They thought about it for a second.

"Now that ya mention it, I never have seen you work at Hell's Kitchen or anything. I guess I just assumed you were rich." Mammon said.

You giggled "No, I'm not rich. Although, what I do keeps me from having to get a regular job."

"..So, what is it you do then?" Levi questioned impatiently. He wasn't in the mood for any of this.

"I'm a voice actor. Surprise!" You finally reveal. Without missing a beat, you get into the persona of the main character from Levi's anime.

Mammon just looks at you sort of confused while Levi's eyes get as big as saucers and he starts stammering.

"M-MC!!! W-w-what is happening r-right now?!" His face and ears are bright red. "Is this a d-dream?!"

He launches into a barrage of questions. Demanding to know EVERYTHING. As it turns out, you are a VA from several of his anime. At one point you're pretty sure he stopped breathing.

"Levi? Are you alright?" You ask him. He was better than alright, he was over the moon!

"W-why have you never mentioned this highly important information b-before?! " He stammered. He's so excited he can barely talk.

"The shows I've done aren't very well know in the Devildom so I just assumed you all had never heard of them." You said with a shrug.

"Ya know", you continued "I have merch from the show, I'm only one of the VA's but I'd be more than happy to autograph it for you." You offered.

Levi definitely stopped breathing this time.

After the three of you returned to the House of Lamentation, Mammon went straight to his room. You assumed he was pouting. You were able to escape Levi for a few moments under the guise of wanting to shower. He begrudgingly accepted and eagerly awaited your return. (After all, you were the voice of some of his favorite 2D characters, and an anime marathon was a must!)

You went to Mammon's room, and not bothering to knock, flung open the door.

Oh, he was 100% pouting now that his "alone time" with you was ruined.

He was sitting on the couch with his back turned toward you when you walked into the room. You made your way over and sat next to him. You apologized and swore you'd make it up to him. He didn't budge.

"I'm pretty sure Levi is gonna keep me up all night watching anime, so I'm definitely gonna need more caffeine in the morning." You hinted.

Mammon just kept pouting, head turned away from you.

You stood up and slowly made your way to the door.

"I guess if you're not interested, I'll just have to find another demon to take me on a coffee date." You said over your shoulder.

He jumped up, "W-wait! Don't be askin' nobody else!" He stammered, getting flustered. Trying to backpedal, he crossed his arms, "I guess The Great Mammon accepts your apology.

You smiled at him, causing a dusting of pink to develop on his cheeks.

"I'm pickin' the place though. Don't want anyone interrupting my time with ya again" he grumbled.

"It's a date then." You said with a smile.

Before shutting the door you were pretty sure you saw his cheeks turn even more pink.

#mammon #mammon headcanon #obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me leviathan #obey me fluff

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ithebookhoarder · 3 years

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Can I get 83 off the angst list with Javier??? It's: Stay there I'm coming to get you

100 ways to say ily Prompt 83: “Stay there. I’m coming to get you” (Javier Peña x F!Reader)

A/N: Ooo, right in the angst. Let’s get to it! I also assume you meant this prompt list rather than the angst one as that’s only up to 20 ;) Don’t worry. I got you tho! I hope you like it x Apologies for my terrible attempts at Spanish, so let me know if I got any of it wrong.

Warnings: Swearing, violence, blood, references to death (let me know if I missed anything)

Masterlist:

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“Javi?”

“Y/N?”

The sound of his voice was soft as you held the phone to your ear. You could hear the soft echo of music playing in the background telling you he was definitely at home.

Why wouldn’t he be, given the hour? It was the morning. 3 am to be precise. He should have been asleep. You should have been asleep, but no, you’d had to chase this lead alone. Like an idiot. A strong willed idiot who should have known better.

But no. The idea of being able to catch one of Escobar’s top employees had been too tempting an opportunity to miss despite the fact the ambassador had said otherwise. In fact, he’d said fuck no, telling all of you to wait it out and get another source to confirm it.

Apparently a friend of one of Javi’s ex informants wasn’t what they called reliable... even though she had direct access to the people supposed to be gathering tonight at the club you’d been staking out.

Two hours you’d watched from your car, having snuck out to do so. If Javier and Steve had wanted to behave for once, then that was their call. They could stay and fill out paperwork to their hearts content.

You didn’t need them for what was supposed to be a routine stake out and observation mission.

Or so you’d thought.

The fact you’d been made by one of the gang about thirty minutes after you’d entered the club had put a pretty big dampener on your plan. You hadn’t noticed as they’d arrived, recognising you after you’d almost caught them at a raid only days ago.

The sicario had slipped away, managing to leap across one of the roofs as you’d chased them across. Had Steve not grabbed your arm and told you it was too dangerous a jump to risk, you’d have followed.

But here he was, back and ready for payback... and he’d been quick to point you out to the others surrounding him.

You knew it had been risky to be here and unfortunately, you were proved horrifically right. The fact you’d got away was a minor miracle, even if you were now bleeding. Badly.

Damn bullet had missed but the graze was agonising, causing you to wince as you clutched at your side, trying to stem the bleeding as best you could.

“Javi... I messed up.”

“Y/N, hermosa. What is it? What’s wrong? Where are you?”

His questions were relentless, firing one after the other as he detected the fear in your voice. The pain and regret too.

“I’m ... I’m in an alley... by Fiebre... I’m sorry...”

“No, no. Don’t be sorry. It’s ok,” Javi soothed, panic underlying each word. You could hear him clattering about, most likely grabbing his keys and rushing out of the apartment next to yours. He didn’t need to ask to know what you were doing or why you were there. He knew you too well. He also knew you wouldn’t be calling like this if you weren’t in trouble. Trouble serious enough he had to get to you. Fast. “I’m on my way. Just stay there. I’m coming to get you.”

A tear rolled down your cheek as the air suddenly felt a lot colder. Like Javi had just turned on the stupid faulty AC unit in your apartment, like he always did when it got late and he was staying over to look over material or keeping you company.

God. What you’d have given to have him there to hold you right then. To wrap his familiar leather jacket around you like he always did when you forgot a jacket of your own, still forgetting that the hot days often fell into cooler nights.

You longed for its touch, its scent, its comfort as you stared at the sky and prayed you lived long enough to regret this.

“Fuck.” Your car was just down the street. You were so close but you didn’t know if you had the strength to make it there. “Javi... I’m bleeding... the bullet... it hit my side... it won’t stop.”

“Y/N, baby. Listen to me. We’re coming. Steve and I. It’s gonna be ok. Just keep talking to me, ok? Put pressure on it and don’t fall asleep. You hear me?”

“Javi-“

“I’m fucking serious, hermosa. You hear me? You better keep your damn eyes open long enough so I can look at them when we get there, and you make some stupid wise crack about all this.”

A car door slammed. Voices rang out over the line. You could hear an engine start.

“Javi... I love you... I really do...”

“Y/N? Y/N?”

His voice sounded desperate, terrified even, as you faded away, failing to reply. You simply felt the edges of your vision beginning to dim and the inevitable pull of sleep tugging you toward an abyss you knew there would be no coming back from.

You couldn’t fight it any longer.

A single tear trickled down your cheek and you felt the phone drop from your hand onto the cold concrete beneath you.

“I’m sorry.”

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“-y tienes suerte de que te quiera mucho. Odio los hospitales. este lugar es jodidamente horrible. No puedo dejarte aquí solo. no cuando te vas a despertar en cualquier momento. ¿Me escuchas? Tú vas a-“

The voices were coming in waves, washing over you and disappearing just as quickly.

It was hard to try and hold on to, even if you wanted to. This voice in particular was soft and tempting, familiar even... Coaxing you in over and over every time you slipped back into the darkness that was so warm and soft.

You’d always been a deep sleeper, slamming your alarm harder than necessary whenever it tried to wake you.

Now was the same... even if you knew it shouldn’t be. Even if you felt odd, like you were supposed to be somewhere and you’d forgotten...

But where?

“She should have woken by now-“

“Javi, calm down. She’s gonna be fine. The doctor said so. She just needs to rest. Have a little faith in her. She’s tough. She’ll pull through this.”

“But if she doesn’t ... Steve, I can’t...”

“Hey. Look at me, Peña. It’s gonna be alright. Now come on. Connie said she’d bring some clothes for you...”

There they were. The voices again.

Somehow, you knew that they were trying to pull you back to wherever you were supposed to be.

To the aching you felt. To the mechanical beeping you could hear. To the painfully bright lights hovering overhead.

To the weight and warmth of someone’s hand holding yours.

To the familiar face pressed against the bed as he slept, holding you hand tightly as if scared to let you go.

“Javi?” you croaked.

Like that, he was awake.

You worried he’d have whiplash, he sat up so fast, eyes wide in disbelief as he realised you were awake. “Y/N? Oh, thank God!”

“Y/N?”

“Steve?” you rasped, noticing your other partner as he leapt out of his chair in the corner of the room. The relief was clear as he smiled and hurried to the door.

“Thank god. I’m gonna grab a nurse.”

“Ok.” You smiled and turned to Javier who was still holding your hand tight, watching you with bloodshot eyes. “What... how long was I-?”

“Three days,” he whispered. “You really scared me there for a second, hermosa. You... you lost so much blood and they weren’t sure you were gonna make it.”

“I’m sorry.”

The sight of tears in his eyes was more painful than the bullet hole that was currently sending white hot agony shooting through your side. You’d never seen Javi so torn up before. Never. The worst was when he’d sit silently and smoke for hours without even moving.

As much as you hated that, you’d take that any day over this. Knowing you were the cause.

“No. Don’t be,” he dismissed swiftly. “I mean yeah, I wanna shoot you myself for running off and pulling a dumb fucking stunt like that but I get it... I really do. I’d have done the same thing. Hell, I have done the same thing. I just wish you’d asked me to come. Or even Murphy. We would have.”

“The ambassador had his eye on you after the raid this week,” you protested weakly, wincing at the pain in your side as you tried to sit up. “I couldn’t risk you or Murphy or your jobs like that.”

“Fuck our jobs.”

“Javi -“

“No, hermosa. Listen. I mean this. You come first, understood? Always,” Javi snarled, kissing the back of your hand. “I love you and I mean that. Life isn’t worth it without you. This job means shit all without you. You come first? Ok. Always. Seeing you lying there with all the blood on you... it made me realise a few things and this is one of them. I don’t want a life or a future without you in it.”

You couldn’t help it as the tears began to flow again, your heart swelling with love for the man in front of you. You couldn’t help but reach out and brush your fingers through his hair as you’d done so many nights before.

“I love you too, Javier Peña.”

“Good. Remember that when Steve gets back and starts ripping into your ass,” Javier teased, lightening up now that your were awake and talking again. “I won’t be able to save you then, carino. Sorry. Sicarios are one thing, but Murphy? He’s almost as terrifying as Connie.”

Oh fuck. You’d forgotten about Connie. Oh she was gonna kill you. Big time.

That woman was the biggest mother hen you’d met in your entire life. She’d also probably have your ass on house arrest for the rest of your life after this stunt.

“Shit,” you whined, dropping back against the pillows. “It was good while it lasted.”

“And good thing we get to do it all again another time,” he hummed. “Just ... not for a while, ok? Not until you’re on your feet.”

“You mean, not until Connie says so?”

Javi didn’t even flinch as he nodded, deadly serious. “Yep. 100 percent.”

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Translation: “and you are lucky i love you so much. i hate hospitals. this place is fucking horrid. i cant leave you here alone. not when you are going to wake up any minute now. you hear me? you are going to-”

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dado goi thoughts

hello all dado follower since dado has hit the mile stone dado will be revealing his thoughts on all the goi that he can find on that one page on scipnet yes.

pls do not ask dado how he got on scipnet.

es see pee foundation: dado does not like the es see pee as they love to steal fine dado product and or threaten dado over email. alex ya va university: dado personally not interreact with them but has tried to sell the fine horses to them as he think they would like the high power horse. i think they could be good dado friends. ambrose restaurant: dado since change opinion on them and think they r wonderful place to eat at, great food for dado and is now business partner of dado. anderson robot: dado has tried and tried to work with them but they always say "mr dado u r so unprofessional at the robot" even though dado make fine robot like tsar roomba. they r not very nice. are we cool yet: dado does not know how to feel about the are we cool ppl as many of them hate dado but some do not hate dado. the are we cool ppl sometimes prank dado and dado does not like that. the black queen: dado wishes to not talk about the black queen as they do not like dado for some reason, dado does not know why. chaos insurgency: ppl who are better then the es see pee and dado like to pay them to go hit ppl, but still sometime steal dado product but dado is forgiving man and they do good job, dado like them. chicago ghost: dado once made a cigar for chicago ghosts and dado think "hmmm chicago ghost very cool" but then dado watch ghostbusters and dado no longer like them. church of broken god or something: dado is very on edge with religions especially the crazy cult kind of ppl but these guys are very friendly towards dado and do not mind him, dado will sometimes fund their crazy ongoings. the church of the second high tooth: dado does not like the cults. dado: idk why dado on goi list but dado like himself. u trust dado. dr wondertaintment (tee em): dado love the dr wondertaintment (tee em) and dado strives to be like them with all whimsy (tee em) and fun, but dado is not good at making the toy sometimes so he leave that to them. favourite dado partner. the factory: dado number one enemy as dado hate the factory and wish dado could punch them into the sky with dado boxing glove. dado wishes they suffer for long time. five church: dado does not like cult as he stated before and this no exception but dado find it funny how they worship the starfish like the patrick star from spunch bob. maybe they r funny ppl. gamers against weed: dado think the fact they r against weed is good thing as dado does not like devil lettuce, so dado support them but when dado try to enter chat room it fill dado pc with the weed so dado think the es see pee is attack them, they r cool ppl. global occult coal miners: just as bad as es see pee if not worse as they actively want dado heads, very bad and dado does not like it when they raid warehouse or threaten dado customer. do not threaten dado customer. dado stillnot consider them number one enemy. gru-p: dado had run in with gru-p when he make product for the russian but other then that no bad quarrels with the gru-p, dado hasnt heard from them for while though. circus of quiet ppl: dado is mortal enemy of circus as they ruined his moon fort and forced him to fight the spaceman in fisticuff (which dado won) dado wishes to not intrude on their business though. maybe could repair relationship. the horizon something (dado forgot): dado does not attempt to speak with them and wishes not to. ijamea: mmm dado love jam, very tasty. manna charity foundation: dado loves support charity like the good businessmen who r rich should, donate many product and money to them as anonymoose, very good ppl dado support. martian cottage and grimdark: dado does not know how to feel about them as they tried to hack dado, steal his product but also willing to work with dado??? dado have many bad experience though so he is 50/50 on them. nobody: dado cannot read into nobody as they are nobody. oria: who? oneiroi collection: helped dado with his dream marketing which is very good at selling the product to higher entity, dado like them as they r helpful for dado to further market in dream. pattern screamers:

dadafuiasfhiafhnidhfajkbfajgbgadgasjkgbahdgbgjkabgjlalgbadghlalgah srry hamster on keyboard. prometheus lab: dado similar to them, maybe dado even worked for them before is where dado got his keyboard from as well, dado miss them sometimes. sharkic cults: dado hate cults and dado hates sharks, dado does not like them at all. snake hands: dado feel bad for the walking library ppl with the snake hands and wish he could help them cure snake hands but dado is banned from library like what the? dado is try to help them and they treat him poorly. the shark punching centre: dado supports their cause 101% as dado hates sharks and sharko, dado donates 10% of his money made to them so they can punch sharks and sometimes dado will punch sharks. great people. uiu: hahahahah wizard police cannot touch mighty dado business, dado still hate them though as they will actively look for dado product that have been sold and take them away!!! wilson wildlife solution: very great ppl, take care of the horses (dado offer to replace before) and very kind ppl. dado wishes he could meet the tim wilson man in person but dado is very busy all the time. dado like them. three moon ppl: dado tries to avoid at all cost and they could spell end to dado business! very bad ppl, dado do not like, hate them alot. █████ industrial: dado pity them as they try to take the easy way out, big hole left in market and dado sometimes will try fill it in but he is not good at filling them in. dado wishes he could help. atf: evilest company run by evilest man (except factory) wishes to abuse customer base, does not respect customer either. dado does not like the atf. atari arcadia: dado think the arcade making and the game making is a very good idea for the business venture and maybe dado should reach out to them?? dado will try later, possibly good business partner. deer college: dado funds them in return dado get to help with school food menu full of yummy dado food, also dado will sometime teach the class there and is like "i am dado i teach u the magic pill and stuff" nice place to be. daevites: dado does not like the evil cult. eric: dado see alot of his younger self in eric so dado sometime reach out to him in time of the need and will offer help and maybe even the free dado product (wow) and also offer him support on his own things. just girl things: dado once tried break into market but did not agree with founder of just girl things so dado cut the ties and never talk to them again, does not like dado either. light courier enterprise: make the good product that dado like to keep and also spread a good message, very truthful and good ppl. lord blackwood: one of dado good friend who will share the tale that inspire dado to make a product, also look after robert mitchell when dado cannot. parawatch: the dado arg did not go over well, dado apologies to parawatch.net. not on good terms with dado either, will not come back. saturn deer planet guy: dado will sometime talk to them but dado is like "u r so evil and mean, dado is not like the evil and mean ppl" so dado block them. scarlet king: dado is not on good terms with red king man, dado try sell to him before and all he did was try and kill dado so dado will not try again. totleighsoft: dado once tried to invest in them but all they did was scream hazard at dado so dado gave up. dado glad he did not invest as they make the bad product. the going to hell ppl who made the puppy machine: also dado enemy, dado does not like or understand the product they make and wishes they go bankrupt or something soon. ok that is all goi dado can think of, dado hope u like his list and thoughts on the matter.

#dado #scp foundation #scp fandom #scp #goi

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