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avengerscompound · 2 months

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The Interview - Chapter 13

The Interview - A Captain America Fanfic

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Rating: E

Warnings: smut (MF, vaginal sex)

Pairing: Steve Rogers x OFC Melody Danes

Word Count: 2887

Summary: Melody Danes gets the break of a lifetime when as a lowly intern, she’s assigned to write a profile piece on Captain America. Steve Rogers is a hard man not to fall for and as she and Melody get closer and Melody’s career takes off, jealousy leads to sabotage, and the potential to bring her whole world crashing down.

Chapter 13

Melody’s promotion went through very quickly and by the end of the month, she was juggling three different jobs and earning three times what she’d been working at the start of the month. While the new job came with new friends and new employees who hadn’t known that six months ago she’d been an unpaid intern, the people at the Daily Bugle who had seen her meteoric rise through the ranks weren’t all supportive.

Some were fine. Ben Ulrich was happy in his job as an investigative journalist and always would be. The Bugle could go through every change in focus possible, as long as he could expose secrets in the superhero world, he'd be happy. Peter Parker was excited for her, especially given it meant he was getting more regular work that fit around his rather bizarre schedule.

Some of the others resented her for the fact she’d somehow become Jameson’s golden child. The person who couldn’t seem to hide her disdain the most was Norah Winters. The views-obsessed writer hated the fact that Melody was such a popular choice for celebrity and superhero interviews, nor the fact she’d been given the job as lead editor of what was now officially known as the Blast. She thought that was her rightful job given how much she’d done to get the kind of clickbait content the Blast would run off. It shocked her that her mean-spirited clickbait was not the vibe that Jameson had wanted for the new website. Besides, Melody being so young and new to the industry meant he could pay her so much less than the more seasoned Norah.

Two weeks after Melody had started the job, she was well underway curating the new content, she’d found an apartment with two bedrooms that she and Bobbi could afford. It was a large percentage of their combined income, but that’s how New York was, and they had been getting by until now. It was also six blocks further up, so there was now three minutes more travel time and they were further from the parts of Central Park that they liked best, but it would all be worth it when they moved in and had their own rooms.

Steve and Bucky had been helping the women move in, going so far as to borrow a van from the Tower and load it with their stuff in the few hours a day all four of them were free at the same time. It had been slow going, but tonight they were bringing the last of their things over, including the beds. As soon as she was done for the day Steve would pick her up and they’d head over there.

“We’re never going to beat the puppy interview,” Melody said as she packed up her things for the day. “But we definitely need something that people are excited for. I wonder if we could ever convince people to try different kinds of alcohol or edibles because that would be hilarious.”

As she spoke to the other members of staff who were working on content of The Blast, Peter Parker came out of Jameson’s office and made his way through the bullpen. “Pete,” she called. “You know, Spider-Man. You think he’d do an interview while doing shots or trying different edibles?”

“Ahh… no I don’t think so,” he said, pausing and looking over the top of her cubicle. “You’re close with Captain America, why don’t you ask him?”

“His metabolism is too high, he processes drugs and alcohol too fast for them to affect him,” she said.

“That must be fun when he’s injured,” Jasmine, the new intern said.

Melody shrugged. “Yeah, it’s probably not fun,” she agreed. “Okay… what about something like a scavenger hunt?” she suggested. “We ask questions as we go around the city looking for clues.”

“Spider-Man might be into that, but it sounds like it would be a long interview. It might be hard to lock most celebrities down for the time you need,” he said.

“And knowing Spider-Man he’d just leave halfway through because someone would have robbed a bank or something,” Jasmine added.

“Hmm… well we could put it on the docket as a possibility if we have more time with the people. If we get a really fun host and start with people we know, it might work,” Melody said. She made a quick note in her notebook to work on the idea. It might be a good one for Bobbi to host. “What about something where we get them to try different snack foods? Potato chips from around the world. All those different KitKat flavors. Pizza slices from around the city.”

“Now that Spider-Man would be totally down for. Hawkeye would do the pizza one in a heartbeat,” Peter said.

Melody looked up at him and raised an eyebrow. “You know Hawkeye too?”

“Uhhh… everyone knows Hawkeye loves pizza,” Peter said quickly. “I better go. Photos to take, homework to do.”

He hurried out toward the elevator and Melody checked her phone for the time. “Shit. I gotta get out of here too. If you have any ideas, we’ll workshop them on Monday. Have a good weekend.”

She grabbed her bag and dashed to the elevator. Peter was nowhere to be seen but Norah was stepping into the open elevator car. Melody ducked in beside her and moved to the back. The doors closed and Melody looked up at the display showing what floor they were on.

“I know you're dating Steve Rogers,” Norah said.

The statement took Melody by surprise. Not because it was a secret she was dating Steve, just that the accusation was so banal. If Norah had accused her of breathing air she might have been just as surprised.

“What?”

Norah turned to face her. “I know you're dating Steve Rogers.”

Melody kept facing forward, not wanting to engage. “That's not a secret, Norah. I've never tried to keep it a secret.”

“It's not exactly well known though either. I mean you talk. about him in that little column of yours but you never mention his name or what he does. And I don't see the paparazzi hounding you. Shit, even your X posts lack the weirdo obsessives trying to make you want to break up with him. So far you've been flying under the radar,” Norah said.

It sounded like a threat, but Melody wasn't sure what the woman was threatening. She couldn't stop her from posting the gossip. Shit, she'd been expecting someone to.

“What's your point?”

“My point is, I know you must have something on Jameson. He'd have been telling you that you had to dish the dirt if you didn't. Not to mention this promotion that should have been mine.”

Melody rolled her eyes and thankfully the elevator opened on the ground floor. “You're paranoid. Jameson knows that if I keep things quiet I might have better access to the Avengers for the fluff things I write. You're the one that writes the kind of gross shit that would end a relationship, not me. And the promotion was more about saving money than anything else. You know he's a Scrooge. Go home and relax. There's no grand conspiracy here.”

“Yeah well, I think you've had too good of a ride,” she said. “But thankfully you've given me a great idea.”

Melody stopped and watched Norah leave through the large glass doors at the front. She didn't like the sound of that, but she had no idea what the woman could be planning other than outing a relationship that wasn't in any way a secret.

She shook her head and went out the side door to the alley. Steve and Bucky were waiting for her in the large silver van. The side door slid open automatically when she approached and she jumped in, kissing Steve on the cheek before buckling up.

“You ready to spend your first night in your new apartment?” Steve asked.

“You know I am,” she said. “Let's do this.”

It didn't take very long to get the last of Melody and Bobbi’s things over to the new apartment. Having two supersoldiers made moving furniture a lot faster and a lot less effort. Plus, Melody found it extremely hot seeing Steve just hoist her bed base on his shoulder and carry it up the four flights of stairs to her apartment like it was nothing.

Steve got the bed situated in her room and when the last of the things were in the apartment he came in and helped her make the bed.

“So how does it feel?” Steve said as the two of you shook the sheets out over your bare mattress. “Having your own room?”

“It’s so good,” Melody answered. “I could do whatever I want in here.”

They each hooked the fitted corners over the edge of the mattress and smoothed out the fabric, before grabbing the pillows and putting them in place. “What kind of things would you want to do?” Steve asked.

“I could strip down naked,” she said, grabbing her quilt and shaking it out over the bed. Steve grabbed the other side and smoothed it down. “Dance around. Put on music without my headphones on. I could take my sheets and walk to the kitchen and put them in my new washing machine.”

“While you’re still naked?” Steve chuckled.

“Maybe,” she laughed. “Maybe I’ll have fresh clean pajamas in the drier and they’ll be toasty warm when I put them on.”

He laughed and came around to her, his hands sliding over her hips as he wrapped his arms around her. His hands splayed out on the middle of her back as he pulled her hips flush with his. “Anything else you’d do in this bedroom?”

She smirked. She knew exactly what Steve was hinting at. She wanted it too. She wanted him to fuck her right here right now. She wanted to order takeout and eat it in bed and have him fuck her all over again. She wanted him to spend the night and wake up in his arms only to have sex one more time before they went out for the day. She was also enjoying the playful teasing and wanted to drag it out. She put her hands on Steve’s chest and looked up into his blue eyes. “I could have the window open and the fan on while I sleep,” she said.

“You couldn’t have done that before?” he asked.

“I could,” she said, dragging the word out. “But Bobbi always complained that the living room got too cold.”

“Well, you can’t have a too cold living room,” he said, ghosting his lips down her neck. “Is that it?”

She tilted her head, exposing her neck to him. He took the invitation, kissing her neck slowly. He sucked softly and his tongue swirled over her skin, making it break out in goosebumps. “I don’t know,” she half moaned. “I feel like I forgot something.”

“Maybe I should remind you,” he said.

He lifted her suddenly and tossed her on the bed. She squealed in delight and quickly pulled off her shirt and threw it in the corner. Steve slowly approached her, the expression on his face almost predatory. It fed her need and where he moved slowly, stripping off his body-hugging t-shirt and throwing it with hers, she moved frantically. She unfastened her pants and pushed them down and off and then moved on to her bra. Steve was still in his trousers when he leaned in to kiss her, guiding her back up the bed. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and when her head was on the pillow, she spread her legs and welcomed him between them.

It was hard for her to slow down, she wanted him so badly. She’d never actually had sex in her bed yet, and now this was happening she wanted it so badly she ached. Placing her hands on Steve's shoulders she pushed him, wanting to take over, and put an end to the drawn-out teasing.

Thankfully, he took the hint, rolling over for her and pulling her on top of him. If he'd chosen to ignore her, there wouldn't have been anything she could do, pushing him was like pushing a brick wall. When she was on top of him she couldn’t help but just sit and gaze down at him.

He looked so perfect stretched out under her, looking up with lust-blown eyes and waiting for her to do something. She pushed his hands above his head and pressed his fingers to the headboard. “Keep your hands there,” she said.

“Yes, ma’am,” he said, licking his lips. He clenched his fists, making the muscles in his arms flex and the veins and tendons stand out. She took a shaky breath in and held it as she skimmed her fingers down his arms, mapping his skin with her fingertips. When she reached his shoulders, she leaned down and kissed his neck. Her lips moved slowly down, tracing along his collarbone and onto his pec. Her hands smoothed down his sides to his pants and she unfastened them, reaching into his boxers and pumping his already hard cock. His foreskin moved back and forth over the head with each stroke of her hand and his hands tightened on the headboard and he moaned softly.

“Condom?” Melody asked.

“Left pocket,” he said.

She bit her bottom lip and fished in his pocket, pulling out the condom and sitting back. She looked down at him as she tore the packet open and placed the rubber between her lips. She crawled down his legs pulling his pants down as she went. His cock sprang up hard against his stomach and she took it in her hand. “What are you doing?” Steve asked.

She winked and lowered her head and using her lips and tongue she rolled the condom down over his shaft. His cock was so large she gagged before the whole condom was in place, and she had to roll the last part down with her fingers. The effect was not lost on Steve, he moaned and arched his back, his eyes glued on her.

She crawled back up, wiggling out of her panties as she did and when she’d straddled his waist, she lowered herself down, guiding his cock into her soaking cunt. They both moaned as he entered her.

There was a moment, where Melody just sat, appreciating how full she always felt when Steve was inside her. He was the biggest guy she’d ever been with by far, and in a lot of ways that wasn’t always a good thing, but the way he filled her - that little sting as her cunt stretched to take him, it was a unique feeling and she liked to savor it. That brief moment was all she could do before her need took over. She began to move, bouncing on his cock - up and down, up and down, faster each time until she was leaning over, riding him like she was in a race.

Steve let go of the headboard and his hands moved to her hips, one slid around to her pussy and he began to rub her clit. He pushed himself up onto his elbow and leaned in, kissing her neck and breasts, and she wrapped her arms around his head, holding onto him for dear life as she continued to move.

“Oh fuck, Steve,” she mewled. “I’m so close.”

“That’s it, Mel,” he praised, his hips bucking up to meet hers. “Let it happen.”

His finger moved faster on her clit and their bodies slapped together with each bounce. All her muscles clenched up in sequence, like cords, and wrapped around them and pulled tight. When they relaxed she came, her body shuddering on top of him. “Yes, Steve! Fuck!” she cried, burying her face in Steve’s neck to smother the sound.

He flipped her suddenly, pulling her legs up so they were pressed up against her torso. His thrusts were erratic, but so much deeper than before. Melody gasped and cried out as she felt him hit her cervix. He pulled back a little but kept thrusting, chasing his release.

“Fuck… Steve… please,” Melody begged. She wasn’t even sure what she was begging for. She just knew if he kept going the way he was she was going to shatter.

She pulled him down into a hard kiss. Their tongues danced together, and she sucked his bottom lip. He ran a hand up into her hair as his hips began to stutter and as his fingers tightened in her hair. It sent a jolt through her, setting off another orgasm. As her cunt clenched and squeezed Steve’s cock, it brought him over with her. He groaned into her lips and ground his hips, pushing in deep as his cock pulsed with his release.

“Fuck…” Melody moaned as her legs fell down on either side of Steve’s. “I guess my bed’s broken in now.”

Steve started laughing, and he kissed her, rolling onto his side. He pulled back and looked at her, amusement written all over his features. “Worth the wait?”

She cupped his cheeks and looked into his eyes. “With you? You know it was.”

// NEXT

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aquanthis · 4 months

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can I hear about Adelia. I think that’s the name your night elf mage. please

YES ABSOLUTELY!!! ADELIA MY BELOVED!!! oh there's a lot wrong with her. a lot. there are many layers to this little mage good lird. look at her

^ seb's art ofc

i hope you like weird girls because that's all she's got!

Archmage Adelia Starweaver, Eternal Magus

ok the general info like usual: she's an arcane mage, an archmage, and she wields aluneth. she's a bisexual nonbinary woman and a complete disaster. she's a whirlwind of a woman and i'm absolutely obsessed w/ her.

personality-wise, adelia is a pile of masks so high that she doesn't really know who she is underneath them all anymore. she tries desperately to fit in and to pretend like nothing hurts or phases her, when in actuality every mean word clings to her like cobwebs. she puts on an act of being bubbly and loud and brash, trying to get people to like her, but the other people around her actually just can't stand her and think she's annoying. she's very much the "you could pour hot soup in my lap on purpose and i would apologize to you" type except it would be her laughing it off with a big smile and going to clean it up herself and never speaking of it again. this is how she copes. she's so normal lol <3

her childhood was fucked because her mother died shortly after adelia's younger sibling was born, and her dad basically put everything into trying to control adelia and "make her mom proud" or whatever. he tried to force her into druidism, and adelia was, uh. Not Happy! her autistic ass did not do well in druid school. the other students hated her guts and also made fun of her for the situation with her dad and that's when she picked up her Annoying Mask.

anyway, she was obsessed with stories about illidan. like, OBSESSED. special interest level obsessed. she felt validated and vindicated by illidan's rejection of druidism to become a mage, and she began studying magic in secret, all while disappointing her father and her teacher. despite the fact that illidan's life should've, by all means, been a cautionary tale, she did NOT take it as such, and look up to/aspired to be like him. she took the brunt of her father's anger/pressure/abuse, inadvertently protecting her younger sibling for the most part.

so! that was her life up until the draenei landed on azeroth. when the draenei came to darnassus, adelia met paleri (who avid grims oc fans will recognize as aemara's wife!) and they became fast friends. aemara had just disappeared to join the alliance military, and paleri was left aimless and lost, feeling like she couldn't protect her people as a simple engineer and wanted to become a paladin. adelia became determined to help her (had a bit of a crush on her too) and very quickly convinced paleri to go exploring with her. they left darnassus together, paleri determined to become a paladin and adelia determined to become a mage.

the funny thing about adelia, see, is that she's incredibly powerful. as in, her magic is like raw magic energy itself, unwieldy and volatile and unpredictable and dangerous. she has largely unparalleled skill at actually conjuring up the magic, to the point of eventually allowing her to become an archmage, but she's so fucking bad at controlling it. she's like a bomb about to go off at any given moment. so, when she and paleri go wandering together, there are a lot of. Incidents. lol

their journey takes them from burning crusade up to legion, all the while they made names for themselves as wandering mercenaries or minor heroes. and then, in legion, they join up with their respective class halls, pretty much go their separate ways, and begin climbing the ranks (surprisingly quickly).

adelia gets some bad flashbacks to childhood in the mage class hall. everyone fucking hates her. she doesn't know how to not be annoying because that's the mask she's used for so long so she just keeps up with it. khadgar is the only one who really tolerates her but even then he brushes her off (at first. they're kind of friends now). HOWEVER. when they're seeking champions to hunt down the artifacts, she gets chosen to hunt down aluneth. is this a little bit of a plot to get her killed? yes! but also she is the mage champion with the strongest ability with arcane magic, to a point that they can't just ignore her. so off she goes to hunt down the most volatile staff ever to exist lol

the aluneth questline goes as planned and everything and she picks up the staff. but it immediately starts berating her, as aluneth does. constantly. and at first she laughs it off like she always does, but after a while of the constant snide comments and contempt, she starts crying while trying to laugh it off, and aluneth suddenly gets slapped in the face. because, huh? what? this cringy loser girl who picked up the damn staff actually has feelings?

so it goes a little easier on her. just a little. and over time, aluneth starts to grow a bit of possessive attachment to her. a sort of "you're the only one who is strong enough to wield me so that means you're mine and i have to protect you" relationship. and at one point, adelia gets in a fight with her sort of nemesis (raquesis, one of august's ocs, a frost mage!) and is just kind of letting raquesis beat the shit out of her because adelia doesn't really have much fight in her when someone's being mean to her, and as she's about to pass out, aluneth fucking possesses her. and defeats raquesis on the spot. to save adelia.

it's like. all of the sudden, aluneth—this being made of pure, volatile arcane energy, that up until now was seemingly incapable of feelings other than contempt and pride—protects her. not for itself, but for her. no one has ever protected her before. she wakes up on the beach beaten half to death but alive and aluneth makes some smug comment like "you know, you can't rely on me to save you from everything" and adelia just starts wailing and hugging the staff as if it'll do anything.

she loves her fucked up magic staff :')

anyway uh she's still obsessive about illidan in legion so it's really funny that she's there when he's revived in the nighthold. she has some moments in the stuff i wrote about aquanthis in nighthold and it's all really fun. she's so silly. but yeah she's all starstruck by him

OH ALSO she ends up dating illidan's adopted daughter without knowing that and finds out later and it's REALLY FUNNY. adelia fidgeting like "can i meet him can i meet him can i meet him" trying to be so normal about meeting her hero. she meets him and he's like 😬 LMAO he does not like her. unfortunately

after legion she's just kinda, Around. when she's needed. she meets her little sibling again at some point and it's wild but that's something seb and i haven't developed too much so i don't wanna talk about it :P

to give you an idea of how silly she is, here's an excerpt from the gul'dan fight lol

my silly <3

anyway ermmmm it's 5 am and that's as much as my brain can spit out rn but just know she's a disaster bisexual and i want to pick her up by the waist and spin her around. my bestie

#info #img #oc: adelia #answers #darkjusticiars #TY FOR ASKING CHAOS ILY !!!!!#and sorry i haven't answered the magicverse ask yet i am chipping away at it!!! it's in my drafts!!!!!!!

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cloveroctobers · 2 years

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Can you do a fezco imagine where the girlfriend is high maintenance and a lil bit of a drama queen. Like someone that would be best friends with maddy.

how fez would be with a high maintenance gf ft. Maddy Perez

when he met you he knew what to expect, all dressed up just to pull up to his shop for your apparent slumber party with your girls

You were on FaceTime blabbing with Maddy as you browsed the aisles, “…and that girl thought i was going to fight her over teo and mess up my fresh new set? Please. Told her if it was that deep I could fit her into my schedule next week when it’s time for a new one.”

Maddy laughed as you barely held onto a metal wire basket tossing items in ever so briefly, “I mean teo’s cute and everything but britt needs to take that up with him. They weren’t even together when you two hooked up.”

“Exactly. Just because her and I worked on a project together a month ago doesn’t automatically make us friends tf?”

Fez ended up learning all about teo once he managed to ask you out and y’all become a solid couple

At first you weren’t budging on being in a relationship since you claimed you didn’t have time for it but you had a soft spot for your own personal lucky charms—as did he

You hated rolling his papers or grinding the kush since you didn’t like getting traces of it underneath your nails, you took pride in those obviously

Fez even paid for your new sets majority of the time which you never asked for but who were you to turn down a free manicure or pedicure

You modeled whatever new overly priced fit you ordered or received a sponsorship from since you were basically a IG influencer on your Koleen Diaz shit

“That’s straight,” fez would comment until you brought out the savagexfenty then it was a whole different tune

Hair appointments? Fez wasn’t sticking around for, he loved you but he was on his own business time himself so respectfully he would leave and would always be back on time to scoop you up and always gave compliments which boosted your ego

Fez enjoyed the hair appointments since it was always a surprise when you were done no matter what you got done and he knew he had the baddest beside him

Once you started to get into the lash extension business, both him and Maddy were your number one and two test subjects (ash was also ready to square up when you tried to hold him hostage since you wanted to test on him because Maddy and fez happened to be busy that day)

“Bitch what is this?” Maddy asked with uneven lashes which quickly shifted to (once you got better at the technique), “ooo since we’re besties and everything do I get a discount?”

Beauty school was ultimately for you at the end of the day and your lash business was slowly but surely becoming a success

Skincare was another story for you, sure you were more obsessed with lashes, brows, and nails but skincare was still top five top six on the list

When you would attempt to drag fez from the couch to join you for skincare routine night and he wouldn’t budge?

Here comes the damn dramatics

“Ayo, stop that shit.” Fez would tiredly say watching as you pouted and stomped your feet like a toddler

“I’m convinced you don’t love me anymore.” You would lay on the floor dramatically

Fez would dig in his elbows into his knees and puff out his cheeks before blowing out a breath, “I dunno how you got that from this but aight. What are we doing tonight?”

And you would jump up, dusting off your backside + hair and drag fez to his room shoving him on his bed while you disappeared to get some of the products you left in his bathroom that would benefit his skin

Most of the time when he didn’t have energy for this, this is what you would do. He would lay on his back, arms folded behind his head while you felt his skin (with clean hands ofc!) before getting ready to wash it for him

“My boujee ass girl.” Fez mumbled with a smile on his lips while you attempted not to waterboard him (since he didn’t want to stand in front of a sink!this part could be a little tricky)

Maddy would call on ft to see what you were up to—this was nothing new—and would love to watch!

“Um, when is it my turn?” Maddy would comment.

“When you book Besjana, Aparecida, or Dayana at the spa, bitch?” You laughed just as Maddy sent you a middle finger with a smile

Soon fez fell asleep as you smeared a turmeric and honey paste onto his skin before snapping a pic with his phone that you sent to yourself with Maddy also taking screenshots

“For someone who hates being my Guinea pig, look at his ass. My own personal Maggie and the ferocious beast. He’s the beast obviously.”

“What are you even talking about?”

“Bitch, did you not watch 2000s cartoons?”

“I’m surprised you did. I didn’t have time for the cartoons, I was too busy watching the best reality shows like the simple life, the hills, and bad girls clubs to prepare for these shiesty bitches.”

You laughed, “you gotta have a variety too! I love me some parental control, America’s next top model, and pimp my ride but I need some cartoons in my life too.”

“…You’ve been spending too much with the drug dealing leprechaun. I can’t.” Maddy sighed.

“That’s not true both of you have custody over me, what’re you talking about?”

Suddenly the phone was smacked from your hand making you turn to fez who was now on his side looking at you, “bye Maddy, we’re busy.”

“The hell, fezco? You were just over there sounding like a snow plow.” Maddy’s argued as you glanced at your phone which was now face down on the floor

“Well…I’m awake now so…and why is my face sticking to my pillow right now?”

You sighed, “you’re supposed to remain laying on your back for another…five minutes and you’re ruining it.” You put on your best British accent, “and you’re lucky I have the best of the best phone case because if you cracked my screen? The crack of your ass will be extended up to your throat?”

“I’d just buy you another one.” Fez shrugged, struggling to pull himself from his pillow and not taking your threats seriously

Huffing you hopped off the bed to pick up the phone to see Maddy still on the line, “gotta go. Having a crisis, fez fucked up the mask.”

“Whatever. Text me later, love you. Bye luck of the Irish!” Maddy screamed before ending the call.

Inhaling you turned back to fez who was staring at you wide eyed, “if you weren’t invading on Maddy and I’s conversation you wouldn’t be stuck to your pillow right now! You’re making this harder for me babe and I haven’t done my routine yet.”

“I wasn’t asleep tho. How was I supposed to know I was only restricted to one position?”

“Hush,” you held your hand up, “do you guys have a gum scrapper? If not I’ll need a spatula or a wooden popsicle stick… if we have any left.”

“Yo, what are you talking about? Can’t you just pull me up? Is my skin gonna peel off you do that?”

“And sweat my edges out trying to pull on you? No thanks. I like to use my tools. Worse case scenario we’ll get ash to get the torch.”

“…that better be cap.”

You blinked, “I prepared for the cons. Just have a little faith in your gf okay?”

“Why didn’t you just give me a sheet mask? I told you I didn’t want to get into this shit tonight.”

“Don’t catch an attitude with me, fez. I’m trying to elevate you while catering to you. You should be thanking me, it’s winter and nobody likes dead ashy skin.”

“Thanking you?” Fez questioned as you moved around his bed, “I hope you’re praying that my skin don’t look like Kruger when I get up because if it does? You’re done for.”

You mocked him with your hand as you went to leave the room, “remember you said you loved me?”

“Yeah and sometimes I forget why.”

“Ugh. Don’t be an asshole or I might just leave you there.”

“Don’t play with me rite now, y/n.”

“Okay, okay. Give me a minute. It’ll be fine. You’re gonna love the results…if I get you up that is.” You mumbled.

“What?!”

You kissed your lips at him then skipped out the room before fez could start throwing things

#euphoria #euphoria hbo #euphoria season 2 #fez x reader #fezco x reader #fezco #fez #Maddy perez #euphoria hcs

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dandelioncrownns · 3 years

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random grishaverse facts/trivia (mostly tgt/kos, tbh), because i love useless details. Also, attempted organisation, because i like order too. + ft. my unwanted commentary

the darkling

has a sweet tooth

loves animals and nature in general

for those of you who have read demon in the woods, he got to meet the white tigers :)

his bedchamber walls are carved into trees bc he loves the woods

his favourite trees in particular are pine trees (or just evergreen trees in general)

he used to be afraid of the dark (many possibly worrying? interesting? implications to this; i won’t get into it here tho)

he likes bright colours, but wears black all the time basically for the aesthetic

he met his younger half-sister, Ulla, when he was a seer’s apprentice in Fjerda

the darkling is a musician! He plays the fiddle, and growing up, he played the balalaika and oud (i wonder if he can read tablature,,)

His father was a very powerful heartrender (maybe this is why the corporalki are valued so highly by him?)

genya

she got an amplifier between the end of R+R and the start of KoS (kestrel bones)

Genya used Dekora Nevich, the Ornamental Blade, to poison the King

It smells like cinnamon and is a warm golden colour

the royal family / nikolai’s bio family

the King once cut himself on his own sword

genya named the queen’s dog

until she was like 11, Genya was like the daughter the queen never had (omg i really wonder how Nikolai and Vasily felt about that? ik it’s not really mentioned, and Nik kinda acts like he just met Genya is S+S, but they must have been a lot closer, right?? I mean genya was almost always at the grand palace with Queen Tatiana, and nikolai just really wanted his parents’ attention, there must have been some kind of maybe one-sided jealousy/sibling rivalry thing, right?? I digress- for now)

also the queen in a dog person

p. sure Nikolai is a mommy’s boy

(possible explanation:) he looks exactly like his real father (except for his eyes). Nikolai even has the same laugh as Magnus

the queen was also fed up with Vasily and his horses

Vasily rides a white gelding horse and Nikolai rides a speckled grey horse (called Punchline)

speaking of, vasily is definitely a horse girl, but like... just the worst (darkling 🤝vasily)

Queen Tatiana’s letters to Magnus Opjer were “very racy”

She doesn’t approve of women in trousers

Linnea is ~1 year younger than Nikolai

she is good at math + studies engineering at ketterdam (I wonder if maybe she and Nikolai crossed paths when he was at uni- they’re around the same age, so maybe?)

The King and Queen hired a clown for nikolai’s 10th birthday (the worst birthday party he’d been to, inclusive of the night Vasily died, according to Nikolai)

Nikolai is afraid of spiders (and also clowns???)

nikolai:

he can juggle

Nikolai sucks at learning languages

he once spoke Fjerdan so badly a man named Knut offered him a ruby to stop

his Kerch seems pretty good tho

Nikolai met The Darkling when he was 14

Nikolai is a baritone (as is Jesper!)

In his free time, Nikolai writes bad poetry (remember that time he got stabbed w/ a letter opener bc his poetry sucked?)

he went through an emo phase/ existential crisis before becoming sturmhond.

during said emo phase, he wrote rhyming poetry pretty much exclusively

He also took philosophy classes at uni (PPE?)

alina:

alina tried on the same rose dress that the Queen watched vasily die in

Nikolai gifted Alina a VERY low-cut cobalt lace gown (In the words of Nadia, “The bodice might as well be cut to the navel.” )

Alina hates herring, but Zoya and Nikolai love it

She is VERY sarcastic and snarky!! I feel like this gets glossed over so much in the fandom, and just why?? (she’s so gloomy and over everything 90% of the time, i love it so much)

So this isn’t technically a fact-fact, but there is no way Alina wasn’t at least a little bit into women. Did you read how she talked abt genya? Zoya? there’s no way she wasn’t into them

Alina doesn’t really like hard cheese

zoya + zoyalai:

Zoya’s horse is called Serebrine

Zoya can use her lightning as a defibrillator (I’m sure other squallers can do this too with the right training)

Zoya likes Nikolai’s hands (and Nikolai likes Zoya’s feet lmao)

she has ‘weird (long?) incisors’

she definitely had a crush on Nikolai since Ruin and Rising

kaz:

Kaz grew up on a farm in Southern Kerch, in Lij

Kaz is a both a cat and a dog person (he just likes strays)

Matthias is a dog person, obviously

All the other crows are cat people

He likes hot chocolate

both he and nikolai like brandy

hates cereal

Kaz is obsessed with magic + likes puzzles

actually very funny if he wasn’t terrifying (honestly?? at leat 70% of his dialogue is just witty quips/jokes)

Kaz’s right leg is the one he broke, and the dregs usually get their tattoo on their right forearm

the other crows:

Jesper has been known to go line-dancing (and would like country music)

Mal and Jesper were friends in S+S!! (Probably) Jesper has a not-really-secret crush on sturmhond.

He also had a VERY not secret crush on Kaz before wylan, ofc

Matthias’ middle name is Benedik

Nina would win in an arm wrestling contest against Jesper

Inej has a thing for Kaz’s eyes

Nina was at the orphanage with the other grisha kids in R+R

In the opening scene of CK, Jesper was wearing a navy waistcoat with little gold stars (his fashion is just top tier honestly)

grisha- powers, etc.:

A solar eclipse would have no effect on the Darkling’s powers, but it would make it harder for Alina to summon.

Fabrikators can make flowers bloom

The twins have shark teeth amplifiers

Adrik and Leoni are saints

general world stuff:

Gay marriage is legal in Kerch!

there was a landbridge connecting Shu Han and Kerch but the council of tides covered it

Antimony is used as mascara

kruge is pale purple paper currency

ravkan currency has Nikolai’s face on it (ig not anymore tho?)

Hringkälla is celebrated on March 20th

the distance between Ivets and Os Alta is only about 100 miles? (i’m just going to willfully ignore this, because thats,, so small?)

Mermaids and dragons exist(ed) in the grishaverse

misc:

the daughter of the duke of ivets has a daughter who can play the harp

there is not fourth tale of krigi

The baroness Natasha Beritrova is fifty (as of KoS) and has lands near caryeva

Elke Marie Smit is from one of the most powerful Kerch families and is just 16 in KoS

Oncat is an orange tabby

Anya liked Joost a lot :( (I got way too attached to them at the start of SoC and was so sad + confused when they died lol)

david eats hard boiled eggs for his working days in the shops

‘Malyen’ is the Ravkan version of ‘Malcolm’ (very fitting)

Nikolai brought the kids at Keramzin toy boats + frequently sends Alina and Mal gifts

The triumvirate would also visit them every feast of Sankt Nikolai too :)

star signs / birthdays (ik the gv constellations aren’t the same as ours, but idc):

Inej: Cancer (june 21st - july 22nd)

Kaz: Capricorn (december 22nd - january 19th)

Nina: Leo (july 23rd - august 22nd)

Jesper: Gemini (may 21st - june 20th)

Matthias: Taurus (april 20th - may 20th)

Wylan: virgo (august 23rd - september 22nd)

Kuwei: aries (march 21st - april 19th)

Darkling: aries

Nikolai is most likely either a gemini or cancer (but he could also be a Leo or Taurus). Whatever it is, he is a summer baby.

Alina and Mal have the same birthday (they were given the Duke’s birthday when they came to the orphanage)

heights:

Jesper is 6’2” - 6’3”

Kaz is 6′

Matthias is 6’4

Nina is 5’9”-5’10”

Inej is 5’3” - 5’4”

Alina is ’short’ (5’3”?)

Mal and the Darkling are ‘tall’ (tbf, like all the characters are tall >:( I want my short people rights)

Nikolai (well, stumhond, but i think they’re the same height) is described by Jesper as tall (so 6’2”+?? why is everyone so tall??? I-)

Zoya is several inches shorter than nina (zoyalai height difference lets go)

Kuwei is slightly shorter than Wylan (who is about 5’8”?)

there’s definitely more, so if you made it this far and have any more, pls add to the list!

#grishaverse #six of crows #the grisha trilogy #the darkling #nikolai lantsov #alina starkov #king of scars #rule of wolves #<< mild spoilers #zoyalai #kanej #etc. lol #brain dump

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lifenodaijobu · 3 years

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Just a little list of my soft Draco obsession

For @vemodalensx

Theres a few here but I’ve left some out since the list was getting a bit long. I might make another list with more.

The list separated between cute Draco and vulnerable Draco just so you can choose whether or not you want a bit of sadness with your softness ^3^

Oh and ofc it goes without saying that the whole list is Bottom Draco hehe

Cute Soft Draco

Flower Crowns (2.4k words)

It started with a single flower 🥀 Draco makes flower crowns for Harry and that is how the whole school finds out about them. A happy dose of Harry with flowers in his hair, and a smitten Draco.

Dreaming of you (21k words)

Harry has nightmares, he wishes for a night when he can sleep without nightmares. What happens when he starts dreaming of Draco Malfoy? Draco left the wizarding world after the war, he's a librarian and lives peacefully in muggle London, what happens when Harry fucking Potter shows up at his work place?

Honey (

Harry is sick of Draco's oh-so-adorable endearments.

The Care and Management of Volatile Veelas

Harry adopts a Veela. He really didn’t mean to.

Quidditch Wife (Part 2)

Theres no real summary for this except for It's got all my favourite guilty pleasures, like protective!Harry and vulnerable!Draco, with a side of jealous!Harry and SportyQuidditch!Harry (and I think the top!Harry rather goes without saying).

All our pieces....fall right into places series

The first story: Draco had had a crush for a while and now that he had Harry in his bed...He was everything that Draco needed.

Trick or Treat

Harry had no idea that he was such a fetishist - a fact which he discovers on Halloween.

Pretty

Harry finds a pair of stockings in the back of their dresser.

The Sweater

After being forced to room together in 8th year, Draco and Harry become friends and decide to continue their living arrangements post Hogwarts. The only problem is, Draco can't seem to stop stealing Harry's clothes.

1095 Roses for a life time

Being woken up by the lips of your boyfriend is always a nice surprise, especially on the morning of yours third anniversary of dating, which leads to hot and passionate morning activity. But all this is just to indulge in themselves, Harry's surprise includes roses and a promise for a lifetime. Will they be the right choice?

Get your kinks out

Harry plays seeker for the Magpies, and he discovers that one of his teammates secretly wears lace panties. What begins as a sexual relationship becomes increasingly complicated by Harry’s fame, Draco’s family, and Harry’s ambivalent feelings about dominating Draco.

Can’t say no

Draco really has the worst friends. When they put a spell on him that he has to say no to everything Harry says.....things don't turn out well.

That time when Harry proposes and gets turned down because of his horrible friends.

What Draco wants

Out of anything a petty fight with Harry Potter could have led to, Draco Malfoy least expected it to end with him bent over a table, questioning his relationship and feelings for Potter, and having the best sex of his life.

Criminal

Things were going just fine for Draco Malfoy. He successfully conned and counted cards across Europe and America, amassing a small fortune, along with a lengthy rap sheet. That was until he made the grave mistake of returning to England for a high stakes card game and got himself caught – by Harry Potter no less. Now, Draco is stuck in England under Auror Potter’s guard with no friends, no distractions, and no escape. How the hell will he pass the time? And since when did Potter get so bloody fit?

Things Change

Harry and Draco's friends notice something different about them when they fight. See what they find out when they walk down an empty hallway.

Whats a little veritasium between two sworn enemies?

Draco Malfoy has a nasty habit of always coming across such bad luck no matter where circumstance presents itself and unfortunately that doesn't seem to change when his bloody nemesis Harry Potter over hears him talking about Veritaserum potions in the hallways past curfew. ( It was Pansy fault really)

Harry wants to know what the Slytherin boy is up to, especially with how nervous Malfoy is, but is that ALL Harry wants to know?

Mr Right Now - side note: Cedric/Draco

What do you do when you're feeling down about your ex? Make him jealous! Story features Cedric Diggory and Draco Malfoy trying to win back their loves, but somehow end up falling into each other's arms

For the love a kitten

With Voldemort Dead, life is not easy for Harry as Old friends become enemies and old enemies become friend. With the return of three Slytherins, Harry life is turned upside down.

How to prepare for a wedding night

I have a neighbour. He is stuck in a loveless relationship and an arranged marriage. He has zero experience in bed. He needs my help so that his love life won't suck for the next few decades. He needs a sex teacher. Oh... and the neighbour happens to be Draco freaking Malfoy. And I might be a little tiny bit in love with the git...

Draco's Scent

In which Harry can't be around Draco for long without the boy's stupid smell messing with his mind, and he really, really hates that.

Turn The Heat Up

Wonky Cooling Charms result in interesting revelations

Flirt

Draco and Hermione make a devastating duo at the Ministry as the respective Department Heads of Wizarding Culture Preservation and Muggle Relations. When Harry Potter gets involved in their latest joint project, Draco can’t seem to stop himself from constantly flirting with him even when it doesn’t seem to affect the golden boy at all. He’s wrong. Harry is most definitely affected. Includes Slytherin shenanigans, Draco sucking at quidditch, and Harry trying not to be charmed. Draco POV.

Angsty/Vulnerable Soft Draco

The Draco Malfoy incident - side note: I cried big time

Draco Malfoy is best friends with a Hufflepuff. A HUFFLEPUFF! He's also partnered with a redhead git, trying to hide from an obsessive green-eyed saviour and has become overly fond with sunrises. It's exhausting. Can't a man plan an assassination in peace around here?

I’m not in your dreams

Draco has dreamt with Harry's voice since he was fourteen, so there's no doubt for him about who his soulmate is. Now, in their Eighth Year, Harry has finally dreamt with his soulmate's voice too. The problem is that Draco was born mute.

Yours for the taking

Draco was raised to be the perfect Omega, but there are things even he cannot endure. When he discovers just what Tom Riddle's plans for him are once he's claimed him he is confronted with an impossible decision. Only one thing remains clear: he will never be able to go back home.

Luckily, Harry Potter is there to save the day

Rough on you - side note: Dark Harry. This is more vulnerable Draco than soft Draco so please read the tags before you start the story :) I was unsure whether I wanted to add this here but hey-ho

"I'm the only one that can give you want you really want." Harry spun Draco around and held his arms at his side and he pressed against his back, whispering against his throat. "That can force you, that can humiliate you… that can hurt you, and you want it. You want me."

Harry is having a bad day. Draco just cannot learn to keep his mouth shut. Neither of them would have predicted it would lead to this.

But who guards the dragon?

This is an expansion of my one-shot, It'll be Okay. You don't have to read it first, it will be in the story. Requested. DMHP Sub/Dom relationship. Slash. Don't like, don't read. Harry thinks a few thinks through, then comes into his creature inheritance. He finds out that he is the dominant mate to one Draco Malfoy. But things are never easy for the boy who lived

Taken For Granted

Having pined for Harry for long enough, Draco decided that it was time to give up and move on. What happens when Harry realizes too late what he's lost?

Mourning

Harry returns to school to complete his NEWTs. There he finds a much changed Draco Malfoy and surprisingly subdued Professor Snape.

In your arms, rests my world

Harry presses his mouth to Malfoy's forehead; he wants to tell him that he’ll never leave, that he wouldn’t dream of it.

“You make me feel safe, Potter” Malfoy whispers. “You keep me safe.”

Inside your mind

Goyle's taken it upon himself to act as Malfoy's personal, one-man guard and Harry can't help but feel like it's only making the bullying worse.

"I'll Protect You," and you can seal that with an Unbreakable Vow

His friends may tease but Harry doesn't feel bad for keeping a close eye on the Slytherin boy of one Draco Malfoy, after all someone has to do it. So when Harry secretly follows the pure-blood boy out past the courtyard, there's nothing strange or unusual about it; nor is it wrong.

Unfortunately the same can not be said for the scenario Harry accidentally stumbles upon as he can't help but stare in horror. It's not just wrong. It's absolutely despicable and Harry, well, Harry just has to do something about it.

A Big Black Sky

Draco shifts his head as he turns to look at Scorpius, his cheek touching the pillow. "Did you know that…" He pauses, his throat convulsing, and it sounds audible in the silence, besides Michael's steady, even breathing from the other bedroom.

Scorpius is staring back at him, in wait of something new to learn, a beautiful and intelligent child. He has Draco's mind. He has Draco's eyes and nose and mouth and hair. He is his. All his. All he has of Michael are his wild curls and the green of his eyes, and sometimes he looks into them and imagines that they aren't Michael's, but someone else's.

Draco leans his head closer, biting the quiver out of his lips before he breathes a laden and shuddering exhale, and he whispers, "You are my star in a big black sky."

Song To Say Goodbye

Draco should have remembered that life doesn’t always turn out the way you want it to. Somewhere along the way he forgot to always be careful and was left with nothing. It was hard enough getting himself together the first time, can he do it again?

Small spoiler for Song to Say Goodbye below

Its not Drarry Endgame: he ends up with a OMC cuz Harrys a big dickhead

#soft draco #cute draco #vulnerable draco #draco malfoy #harry potter #bottom draco #drarry #fic rec #drarry fic rec

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belphegorbillickin · 3 years

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Job Headcannons

Sorry for the censoring in Asmo's section, tumblr was being annoying. You can read it here instead if you'd like.

Lucifer:

This one is easy. Lucifer already has two full time jobs in canon, taking care of Diavolo and taking care of his brothers. I could see him being a pianist otherwise though, human AU maybe? He really seemed to enjoy it in "Piano Timbre for You." That or the stereotypical miserable office worker that dreams of becoming a pianist. Definitely the richest due to his high paying job and sensible saving habits. I bet he's one of those people that put 75% of it in the bank and leave only 25% of it to potentially spend, but usually just puts most of it in savings regardless. Lucifer doesn't seem to buy much outside of trying to bribe MC either. He probably spends most of it on coffee, take out, and maybe clothes so he "looks fit to serve at Lord Diavolo's side."

Mammon:

Again, already canon. Modeling is his main stable job, but he actually earns even more money gambling. He earns so much in fact that he often gets kicked for "cheating." His money making schemes are mostly just for fun and stem from a lack of control over his sin. He typically loses more money than he earns, but when he gets lucky or puts a lot of effort into it he really makes it big. The problem is he spends it even faster, on himself, on MC, paying back credit card debt (only because Lucifer threatens to destroy Goldie ofc), and paying back everyone he's stolen from. Also I'm pretty sure Mammon isn't broke, he just pretends to not have enough. Like how he was able to give Levi the money he owed easily despite fighting it so hard. I see him as a bit of a revolving door when it comes to money. One day he has 50,000 in cash and the next he has 5 grimm, but he typically has enough because he can't focus on anything else if he doesn't at least have something. Trying to get him to focus on something else is kind of like telling a hungry Beel not to get grumpy.

Leviathan:

He already fits the programmer cliché to a tee and it requires minimal human interaction. He did also make an entire game on a short time limit in the proposal event. I could see him making games to sell or putting up free ones with optional donations. I could see him selling doujinshi and made to order cosplays too. I don't think his dream of becoming a deviltuber or streamer would actually be good for him honestly. He'd obsess over follower counts and get jealous when somebody has more, especially if they "don't deserve it." He'd probably get into multiple scandals for trying to sabotage people he thinks don't do his favorite games justice or doxing people that give Ruri-chan bad reviews and etc. If he embarrassed himself live he'd hate himself even more than he already does for months and probably give up too.

Satan:

Satan the librarian is a cliché for a good reason. So long as he's just dealing with books and not people he's doing something he loves with a minimal chance of getting pissed off. Even if he was he'd probably control himself if only so that he doesn't ruin any of the books around him. I also think working at an animal shelter would suit him. A veterinary job involves too much demon interaction and a Cat Café is pretty similar. Fun to visit, probably not too much fun to work at behind the scenes. You'd probably spend more time cleaning litterboxes and acting like a typical waiter than playing with them. In contrast an animal shelter only has people when adopting out and I think he'd be excellent at finding out who can really take care of a cat and when teenage boys are adopting cats just to abuse them. (Yes, this a real thing that happens surprisingly often irl.) He'd probably also find it rewarding to help feral and abused cats go from scared and vicious to comfortable and sweet. (Like he did)

Asmodeous:

(SW TW) People rush to put in something s*x related, but honestly I think he wouldn't be able to stop himself whether people pay him or not. If anything something focusing on toys or lingerie instead of him would probably be best. His reviews would have enough pictures to temporarily freeze even a good computer though and he absolutely refuses to spoiler even some of his ultra HD pics so they're not as popular as they could be. (SW TW END) Out of all the brothers I think he would probably have the second least amount of left over savings in the bank due to his expensive habits, but he does everything he can to make it look like the reverse. He probably gets most of his money through sponsorships and ads, a follower count like that would attract a ton of them. * I feel like he talks about buying things the most behind Mammon and there's no way he'd go for anything but the most expensive luxury skincare. The kind of thing that costs whatever the equivalent of $500 in grimm for a bottle the same size as an average nail polish bottle and is supposed to be used nightly. If MC is close to him he'd probably buy them a lot of luxury things as well. He seems tied with Mammon on being most likely to spoil someone he really likes imo. He also has a turn of designer clothing, almost definitely a ton of expensive jewelry and shoes to match and diversify, a ton of luxury bath products, probably a ton of luxury make up in every color so he can match every outfit, and buys things to take pics of for Devilgram.** Asmo saves a lot of money through gifts from his followers and former "lovers." Most of his wardrobe comes from that and taking home pieces when he models or designs clothing for Majolish. He only accepts the best and that doesn't come cheap. Next up would be through modeling like Mammon, but unlike Mammon he'd probably leak pictures if they take too long and be super picky about how they pose him and what he wears. So he doesn't have anywhere near as many jobs as he does. He'd do better as a model for art. He'll hold difficult poses for hours with upmost flexibility and poise so long as you're making him look good. Nude modeling? No problem, actually he insists. The only problem is he's too eager. If you're a good artist and make it seem like you won't do it and can't be charmed he'll do it for free. He also tends to hook up with said artists if they'll let him, resulting in lost jobs when he messily breaks up with them or they want more than he does.

Beelzebub:

I could see him being a professional weightlifter. There isn't really a weight limit and you don't need to lose weight to look a certain way like body builders as far as I know. It's basically what he does regardless. It's not exactly a regular job and he can drink as many protein shakes as he likes so he misses very few meals and therefore has fewer chances of rampaging at work. Maybe bring some post-workout snacks for him just in case though. He's insanely strong even by demon standards, but come cheer him on and nothing will be too heavy to lift. It's easier for Belphie to cheer him on too without falling asleep since Beel's performances are a lot shorter than his fangol games.

Belphegor:

Who the hell knows? Probably just mooches off of and cons everyone. Beel's always willing to give him something and he doesn't hesitate to try to guilt Lucifer into giving him something he "needs." Even his other brothers can be convinced to give him something every once in a while when he plays the "You didn't even care that your baby brother was missing," card. He's pretty low maintenance money-wise so it's not as much of a problem as Mammon or Asmo.** Belphie's canonically a lazy genius stereotype so maybe he'd breeze through school work and sell the answers to people too lazy to do them themselves. In fact he'd probably try to make money off of pretty much anything he feels like he'd be too lazy to do if it didn't come easily for him. He only does it in waves when he needs to buy something for Beel or MC though. It's still too much work otherwise.

I actually wrote this way before the event and later lessons with (SPOILER) Simeon's café (SPOILER END) came out, but I felt it was better that way for more variety instead of me subconsciously changing it to fit it.

*The ads and sponsorship one was supposed to be more about consistency than pure cash. Like it's probably less than modelling jobs, but it's constant and almost passive since he'd do it regardless so it adds up more.

When I said he had the second least savings I didn't mean that he doesn't earn any ofc, but that he's a big spender. You can make money with those kind of things, but very few people become rich from that even if they're famous. Even the money you do get tends to be in the form of objects or limited to what they sell.

So low on savings as in, someone like Lucifer probably puts almost all of his money in the bank, but Asmo would rather spend than hoard. I doubt he'd let himself go bankrupt, but I also doubt that he wouldn't replenish his skincare and make up or not buy a "this season only" piece of clothing or jewelry he loves.

**Being instagram famous irl tends to rely on being rich enough to constantly buy things and go to new places, I doubt Devildom is any different.

***Grouping him together with Mammon and Belphie wasn't to say that he begs everyone (probably just Lucifer or maybe a loan from Satan if he really wants something with a time limit), but that when you account for the money spent they don't have too much room to breathe. Mammon and Asmo because they spend a lot and Belphie because he doesn't really earn any in the first place.

#obey me #obey me headcanons #obey me hcs #obey me asmodeus #obey me mammon #obey me belphegor #obey me beelzebub #obey me leviathan #obey me lucifer #obey me satan

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aenniesryu · 3 years

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tsukikage middle school exes

tsukishima kei and kageyama tobio. both in their first year of high school and are also teammates since they played in the same vb team for their school

ofc everyone is well aware of the fact that these two kind of hated each other. not that it was an obvious fact to begin with since ever from the beginning the two would constantly bicker and throwing insults at one another

however, that was it. that was the only thing everyone knows about the two. the team even had to separate the two of them when things escalated quickly just to make sure none of them will started to throw fits

no one knows the actual reason as to why they would bicker every so often. the team just thought that the two have so different perceptions towards volleyball that makes them so hard to get along with

the team did tried to help them to get along but it just ended up with them constantly at each others throat arguing about whatever it is

what the team actually didnt know is that tsukishima and kageyama once dated back then in their middle school days.

so basically the entire thing going on between those two were just them being salty because of 1) the break up and also 2) their mindset when it comes to volleyball

tsukishima and kageyama once dated before despite them not attending the same school

but, both were living in the same neighbourhood and their houses were basically next to each other making it easier for them to constantly see each other

however, that was a year ago before kageyama's family decided to move to another neighbourhood

no, the break up was not because of them moving because they would still see each other if they put more efforts in it

the break up on the other hand was because of this one major thing. it was a silly reason but nevertheless it was the thing that made them broke up and that thing is volleyball

yes, volleyball. even tho both were playing for their respective teams back in middle school, their perspective when it comes to volleyball differs too much.

kageyama being the volleyball freak he is would just spent most of his times practicing his serve. even on the weekends. tsukishima, however didnt really took it seriously when it comes to volleyball ever since it was just a club anyway, right?

with kageyama spending more and more time with his practice, tsukishima was left alone. they barely even get to meet each other because of them being in different schools and then kageyama's free time was now full with volleyball alone

tsukishima might felt a lil bit jealous since kageyama, his boyfriend at that time would constantly talked about oikawa. it's always oikawa this and oikawa that. he knows kageyama only meant no harm and hes just looking up onto his senior who plays really well.

tsukishima was fine with that. yeah, he really does because never once did he ever tell kageyama to shut up whenever he talks about oikawa.

what was not fine was that kageyama spent the only free time they had on volleyball. it was the only time that they would be able to hang out and go outside but suddenly it stopped. no more seeing each other, no more dates and no more talking to each other

yes, kageyama did tell him over and over again that he feels sorry and that he just needs to prepare himself to be the best for their team

tsukishima did understand him but as time passed by, tsukishima became selfish. well that's what he thought. hes tired of waiting. he shouldn't be blamed when all he wanted was for his boyfriend attention

then 2 months before the very important match for kageyama, tsukishima went and break things off. and just like that they are no longer boyfriends or friends

kageyama moving to another neighbourhood just make things a lil bit easier since they wont be seeing each other anymore after the break up

"What the fck was that kageyama?" Tsukishima is now in rage with his once called boyfriend. They were in the middle of a practice match where they were divided into two different teams and just to make them work along together and maybe become friends, coach ukai and daichi thought it would be the best to put them into the same group. Oh how wrong they were because now they are fight again.

"I just did what's the best for the team. All you need to do is jump a lil bit higher than usual for that toss. you are already tall enough, make sure of it for once" kageyama was surprisingly calm when he said that but only god knows how scared he felt whenever tsukishima raised his voice at him because he got irritated. it wasnt a pleasant sight to see and get into especially when tsukishima is dmn mad. like the situation they are in now.

"yes my height alone is enough and that is why, you as the setter should take in mind that I would perfectly score if you just tossed me the ball right at where my hand can reach. making me go through all the hard work just to reach that fcking ball you threw is just wasting my energy" tsukishima is really not having it. not only did kageyama sent him a high ball, hes also pissed that kageyama made him wasted his energy in jumping higher than he normally do.

"excuse me? I'm just doing what's the best for the team. I'm taking out that fcking capability that you have in you that you decides to freaking hide and toss it away, just because you think putting an effort even the slightest of it into the match is a waste of your time" now kageyama started to boiled up. he knows that tsukishima has a lot of talent when it comes to volleyball, he knows that really well. perks of being his boyfriend throughout their middle school years. well honestly kageyama thinks tsukishima is just wasting his talent with his kind of mindset.

everyone at the gym are just staring and listening to them arguing. daichi was closed to tear them apart and continue with the practice match, but before he can do that sugawara stop him. daichi was not having it but sugawara had something else in mind. he thinks that maybe them arguing this time would make the rest of the team to get a grip on what making them argue in the first place. and maybe the truth would unfold without them needing to ask tsukishima and kageyama. coach ukai seems to have the same thoughts too since he make no moves in stopping them. so the team just understands and silently look at them and wait for more.

"I dont get your obsession with drawing the team's talent or whatsoever because you ended up getting more demanding. I thought you were a setter. didnt setter usually can already feel his teammates thoughts? im here just doing what I have to do during practice and waiting for it to end like it always did but you? you just have to screw up everything. im already tired but you clearly didnt see that! just what kind of a setter who acted like a dictator and yet hes not even the leader of the team? tell me!" tsukishima yelled his frustration out. he wants this to end just so he can go back to his house and do whatever he finds interesting. and basically volleyball is not one of them.

kageyama didnt said anything after that. he felt bad and all the memories from when his old team abandoned him during a play starter clouding his mind. to make it worse he's on the verge of breaking down. his eyes are filled with tears but he held them back. hearing those things from someone you love didnt really felt the greatest.

"what? now you decided to stayed silent? why? just realizing how my words are true and theres no point in denying it? did you ever just sit back and think about how your shitty your attitude is in court? about how tired your teammates felt trying to satisfy you? this is literally the reason why your old teammate decided to abandoned you in the middle of the match. because you are so demanding and it stresses them out more than the actual game is" just when he finished saying what he needed to say, kageyama slap him. when tsukishima turn to see him, kageyama is already crying.

"YOU! out of all people in this world should know how important volleyball is to me. you should've known that theres literally nothing I can do aside from volleyball. you shouldn't have said that if you know what I went through the entire year. and then at the end? what did I get? I get abandoned. not only by my teammates but I was also abandoned by my own family. just to make things even worse, you fcking break up with me at the times when I needed you the most kei. the one person i thought that would always stay by my side. but you didn't even listen to the shit I have to tell you because you completely shut me off. I went through every single thing alone. All by myself. I practice alone, think of the best strategies for my own team on my own because I was pressured AND threatened by the coach, I came back to an empty house and freaking live alone. theres no one I can even call and relied to!! I cant even call the person I love because hes sick of me. all I ever wanted was people to appreciate my efforts even tho it's only in volleyball. I wanted YOU to be proud of me above anything else because I cant reach your level when it comes to academic. I wanted to be perfect for you and all I ever wanted was for people around me to be proud of me for the one thing I'm capable of but all I get is people abandoning me!!"

silence. theres no sound can be heard in the gym aside from kageyama's heavy breathing. everyone is just stunned with the sudden confession. not only did they just heard kageyama's biggest fear but they also heard the part where he mentioned about their break up. tsukishima and kageyama were a thing before? they were dating? since when?"

"tobio-" tsukishima breaks the silence. hes panicking but he didn't know what do to because everything is just too sudden and all he can think of is how shitty of a boyfriend he was during the time that they were dating. thats what his brain has been saying. after all never once did he ever asked how kageyama was feeling. he was indeed selfish and everything is all his fault. if only he stayed-

kageyama seems to snapped back into reality when he heard tsukishima called him by his given name. he panicked. he just spilled everything in front of the team.

"i-im sorry. I should just go home. I'm really sorry you guys have to witness such a pity side of myself" kageyama chuckled and wipe his tears. "coach, i would like to take a break from the team for the time being. again, I'm sorry for the inconvenience. I'll see you guys later" and with that kageyama walked out of the gym ignoring his teammates eyes and the calls.

"what the hell just happened" tanaka said as the argument really is tensed and they literally just heard something that is kept secret between tsukishima and kageyama.

"tsuki, you and kageyama-" yamaguchi said softly as to not add any more anger in tsukishima. after all tsukishima kind of had an anger issue.

"ugh fuck, yes we did." tsukishima sigh. theres really nothing he can do. everyone knows and they probably think its his fault anyways. but the team has the opposite thoughts than him

"I honestly dont know what to say" sugawara said to him. he really wanted to help but it's not in his power to do so. all he can do is give them advice.

"ha, no need. I already know it's my fault. you guys can blame me. I would gladly accept it"

"What? No" were the replies he get from his team members. he was clueless coz after all kageyama wouldnt turn into a tyrant if only he stayed and didnt leave.

"we didnt blame you. both of you were young that time it was just normal for you to feel he loved you less. but you two lack in communication which leads to this whole entire mess. idk what you two went through and how long you've been together, it's not my business. but, all I can say is that you two need some closure. and clearly none of you even moved on from the past. arguing with each other every other day isnt the healthiest way to cope with the break up. just please sort this out with him. hes in pain and so are you." enoshita who has been quite the entire time decided to speak up. he do got a point especially with that lack communication between tsukishima and kageyama. sooner or later he needed to settle this whole mess before it started to drag the entire team. kageyama is the regular player in their team, and even with sugawara who can replace him as a setter, kageyama really is needed in the team. hinata also needed kageyama.

"I know I'm the last person you want to hear this from.. but tsukishima please bring kageyama back to the team. I needed him. the team too. and I think you needed him too. so please, I will do whatever it takes to help get him back into the team" hinata cried out. after all they were the freaky duo. they relied more on one another.

"but didnt kageyama only asked to take a break? it's not like he would just quit" nishinoya chipped in. "indeed he said that, but we are not sure on how long would the break be. it can be days, weeks, months and even years." coach ukai reasoned.

"let's just stop here. you guys can go home now. I will cancel tomorrow's practice so please just take a good rest. We'll continue our practice on the day after that. And you tsukishima" coach ukai added and turn to look at tsukishima with a soft look. It was a rare sight to see but they know it's for the best

"yes?"

"idk what you are planning to do. whether you sort things out and talk to kageyama or you didnt do anything about it is up to you. just clear out your minds whenever you came intl practice. we already less in one member, we didnt need to lose another one"

"thank you coach!"

listen, idek what I'm doing but I'm just gonna post this even tho I know it was bad because honestly when I reread this I felt truly nothing lmao but my friend said it was good/okay idk dont really trust her but hey, the very least I can do is post this here so I can move on(?) welp, enjoy ig.

#haikyuu fic #haikyuu ships #haikyuu #haikyuu angst #tsukikage #tsukishima kei #kageyama tobio

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alice-in-wonderart · 4 years

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Hi! Could I request some affection/cuddling hc’s for the junior quartet? The fluffier the better 😍. Thanks in advance!

Hello, dearie! Here is your requested dose of #Xtra fluffy hcs about THE BEST dumb dumbs of ancient China. ❤️✌️ They seem to get a lot of love on here, so affection hcs are right about the most suitable. 🙌 (cuddling included ofc)

Lan Sizhui

Growing up in Gusu for most of his life, Lan Sizhui is pretty touch starved, so affection is something fairly new to him. In fact he's never gotten much further than the occasional pat on the head from Lan Wangji. So when you came around, at least at first, he was unsure of what to do.

But don't confuse his hesitation with disdain. He is 100% loving each and every touch. He secretly longs for closure, he just prefers not to outwardly show it.

Cuddle sessions with Lan Sizhui are the dictionary definition of Heaven. He always emits a soothing aura, which engulfs you completely whenever the two of you snuggle. He loves to just hold you close, play with your hair, or gently stroke your sides. While his touch always holds a hint of sensuality, MOST of the time his intentions are completely pure.

He loves it when you just lie in each other's embrace, turned to one another. He gets to see your beautiful face and bury his face in your soft hair. It's his ideally spent afternoon.

Out in public, any kind of affection is left at a bare minimum, after all he is a Lan. That often leads to Sizhui throwing you longing stares, or intentionally brushing against you. In all honesty, he just isn't sure how to go about asking for affection.

The moment you two are left alone, he becomes much more relaxed, playing with your hands, hugging you and leaving sweet kisses on your forehead.

Speaking of kisses, out of the Juniors, his kisses are the absolute best. They are always sweet and meaningful, always true. And he loves kisses, too. Most often, he leaves longing kisses on the back of your hands, your palms or knuckles. It's a small gesture of love he shows you. Kisses on the cheek aren't uncommon as well.

But nothing beats the sweet kisses he leaves on your lips after being away for a while, or perhaps after a long day full of chores.

He isn't overly affectionate, his love is shown through small touches and the time spent with you. To him, simply being with you is more than enough.

Lan Jingyi

Lan Jingyi is a powerhouse of enthusiasm and energy, so cuddling with him is NEVER calm. You expected to lie down with your lover, snuggle into him and slowly drift off? wrONG. He won't let you relax, ever.

First of all, the boy is fidgety as hell. He would be nearly constantly moving around, trying to get comfortable. (much similar to how he sleeps) Good luck staying in one position for more than 5 minutes. And once he does find a comfortable enough position, joking ensues. It's always light-hearted and sweet, after all - his goal is to put a smile on your face, but you should be prepared to kiss resting goodbye.

Tickle fights aren't a novelty either. It's just so tempting for him to wrap his arms around your waist and bring you to tears from tickling. And sometimes, tickle fights go a whole other direction.

Most of his affection is the equivalent of a storm. One moment he's pulling on your hair, saying you gotta brush it once in a while, the next he's tenderly holding you in a big bear hug, whispering in your ear how much he absolutely adores you. And you never know what to expect. The perfect definition of everything a gentlemanly Lan must not be.

If Lan Sizhui holds the title for best kisses, Lan Jingyi holds it for best hugs. Whenever you feel down, or you're tired, or perhaps you just need a little love, he'd come up to you, wrap his surprisingly strong arms around you and pull you in for the most loving, most comfortable and most sincere hug.

He loves giving you back hugs, it makes him feel manlier. You'd be cooking, or perhaps talking to somebody when he'd sneak up to you and hug you from behind, burying his face in your hair.

Truly, he's a little awkward with love. He is a child at heart, so openly showing affection is a tad too new for him. PDA isn't a crime in his eyes and he'd gladly hold your hand (or rather drape an arm over your shoulders, but oh well - semantics) but showing you off, or kissing you in public would be left only for moments when he'd feel a little jealous. Otherwise, longing kisses, gentle caresses and jumbled sweet nothings would be reserved for the comfort of your home.

He isn't exactly the most gentle cuddler, but he has no problem expressing his love for you in any and every way he sees fits. Survive his tickle attacks and you'd get the cuddles and loving of a lifetime.

Ouyang Zizhen

Out of all the Juniors, affection comes the most naturally to Ouyang Zizhen. In fact, he is the biggest, most devoted fan of anything involving cuddling, holding hands, or generally being close to one another. He has no problem showing off your love, even in public.

His favourite hobby is cuddling you. It's his own personal little heaven. He tries to act tough and manly for you, but in reality he is one big teddy bear. His obsession with cuddles has become so bad, that he cannot fall asleep without snuggling next to you. There is nothing that relaxes him more, than hearing your calm heartbeat and feeling the warmth of your body next to his.

Speaking of cuddling, Ouyang Zizhen is ALWAYS the big spoon, no questions asked. It's not about manliness, but about his inner desire to be your protection. Knowing you're safe in his embrace allows him to let loose. Although, if you ask him, he'll only deny it, stating it's his 'job' to be the big spoon, or some other half-assed excuse you wouldn't quite make sense of.

Now, Ouyang Zizhen LOVES PDA. Kissing you in public is no problem. In fact, whenever you're outside, he loves to just touch you all the time. From holding hands, to playing with your hair, he wants the world to know, thst only he's allowed to do it. Respond to his little advances and he'd be on cloud nine. You're his lover, so why not show it.

The best way, in which he shows affection is massages. This fluffball of a man is a warrior through and through, and he uses his strength to massage your stress away after a long day of being away from one another. With a personal collection of essential oils and herbal mixes, he'd occasionally indulge you in a personal spa evening. It's his way of telling you he cares. He'd run you a nice bath, massage you, while leaving sweet kisses along your spine, he'd even brush your hair for you. Afterwards, whether you two would leave it at that and snuggle up to fall asleep, or decide to indulge in one another in other ways, would almost always be your decision.

Likewise, give him a nice, relaxing massage after working all day, and he'd be absolute putty in your hands. He'd be willing to give you everything.....after you finish fighting with those difficult, aching spots on his body.

Ouyang Zizhen doesn't understand the taboo of showing affection in public and it shows. After all, he's a modern day man in Ancient China™️

Jin Ling

Tsundere.

Oh Tsundere.

Jin Ling? Showing affection? Being sweet? Blasphemy. He is a man, he doesn't need love, he's not a child. Wait where are you going? You shouldn't run away like that. Here. Grab his hand, so that you don't get lost.

Truthfully, Jin Ling absolutely loves affection, he just hates the idea of it. To him, cuddling and kissing are a sign of weakness. Such loving gestures are much too intimate to be seen by the public or him and must be kept in private. He is a sect leader, what if somebody decides to target you??

Public display of affection is death. The moment you two so much as brush your hands, his face would turn 50 shades of red and he'd forget how to function. And god forbid you hug him, or kiss him, he might explode. In the later stages of the relationship, he'd open up a little more to the idea of physical touch. He'd kiss you on the head for hello and and on the lips for goodbye, (oddly specific much?) but he'd never stop blushing everytime he does it.

Hugs are pretty intimate with him too. They mean he trusts you enough to drop his guard and let you into his personal space. He usually hugs you when he's afraid, upset or he hasn't seen you in a long time.

Cuddling is strange to him. He grew up with his strict uncle, who didn't dote on him too much. So, having you stay so close to him, on your shared bed, is still so ...new. He is lowkey the little spoon, but don't mention it, or he'll outright refuse to cuddle you for the next two weeks. He secretly adores to lie on your chest or thighs, to have your scent engulf him completely. You are his safe space, after all.

Play with his hair and he's a goner. Something he inherited from his father is the hidden love for a gentle touch. Brush his hair, play with it all you want. At first he might complain, but worry not, he actually enjoys it profusely. It makes him feel loved.

Simply, cuddling is his religion, though he'd also deny that. Everyday, he awaits that moment, where you get to lie in each other's embrace, enjoying the comfortable silence.

Mostly, he shows his love and affection through constant nagging.

"Be careful. You'll trip." "The soup is too hot."

Even in cuddling, his overprotective nature shines through. "Your arm will fall asleep."

"You can't breathe." "Yes I can." "No, you can'T."

Give him time. The more you let him ease into the idea of affection, the more he'd open up to you. He has lacked physical love all his life, he is harsh because he doesn't know how to act differently, so be patient with him. Sooner or later, he'd find his own way to show you how incredibly much he actually loves you.

Thank you for reading~

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ryoryeonggu · 4 years

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Okay, I’ve just finished 13 reasons why in one day. Despite everything people else have to say, I love it ♥♥♥ I love it so much ♥♥♥ I had planned to finish it as soon as possible, but when it’s truly over, my heart’s really crushing because from now on, I have to let it go forever :( I will miss this show so much along with all the characters (even those ones I once hated so much like Bryce and Monty)

Let me talk about a few thing I love and also leave me heartbroken in this season:

First of all, Clay. Ofc, people tend to say he’s annoying, but I really love him, knowing all of his flaws and his mistakes. He’s sometimes aggressive, he’s sometimes too controlling and overreacting and has hero complex. He’s an idiot. But all I have seen is a boy who cares too much about the others and it finally breaks and destroys him. He always is the one who protects, the one taking care of others, so when of course, he also had his own problems, he had his own issues, so people tended to not likely notice that or help him like the way he helped them because he’s supposed to be strong one, and he also wanted to be strong for his friends so he rarely let it out. And don’t forget he’s having very serious mental illness (I don’t believe that’s only depression and anxiety, it could be also schizophrenia or dissociative identity disorder, since he has illusion of Hannah way before Monty and Bryce “ghosts” tortured him). And not only his friends and his family hardly recognized his issues, a lot of people in fandom kinda are ignoring it as well. Despite how he acted or what he had done was right or wrong, he had tried and done a lot of people, like not for him, a lot of people would have ended up dead or worse. Because of Clay and his courage, Tyler would have become a school shooter and suicide, the rape case of Hannah and Jessica would have remained in silence, Justin would never have found a home and been happy and had a chance to become a better person, Alex would have killed himself again out of guilt… and the most important thing, they wouldn’t been friends and stayed strong together like the ending. So, to me, Clay is still the greatest friend that no one could ever be and I adore him with all my heart. And I can see myself in him: a kid with anxiety and depression that love living with fantasies, trying so hard to be strong, to be a good person and a good friend, and thinking that I could never love anyone and no one could ever love me back.

Then Alex. My favorite of my favorite character in this show. To be honest, I wasn’t expecting anything good happened to him in this season. But turns out, it was even so much better that what I had been imagining. He’s still sad and depressing, he still thought low of himself and blamed himself for everything, thought he was not good enough. But he found love, and was happy. And they really make him BI! Like, I was hoping it but I never thought they would really do it. And he kissed three guys, and I ship it all lol.

About Zalex, honestly, I never really shipped it until season 4 came out. From what I saw, I believe Alex did have real feelings for Zach and this kiss really meant something, for both of them. The way Zach didn’t pull away from the kiss, the way he asked Winston that if he really was in love with Alex or what he saw in him (like a jealous idiot), the way he corrected Alex right away (in front of Alex’s BOYFRIEND lol) that that kiss wasn’t a disaster at all, his sad look watching Alex and Charlie holding hands, yeah, not mention “why are you with me but not with Charlie?”. So from all of that, I don’t think that feeling was only one-sided. But like everything else happened in Zach’s life, when his life got shit, especially when it came to love, Zach tended to be a coward and did everything to hide from his own feeling and his complicated situation. Like in this season, the way he used alcohols and casually having sex – not giving a shit about anything like the way to hide from his problems, instead of actually dealing with the problems. Like he lose Hannah because of it. And now he also lost the chance to be with Alex. I think in the end, he did realize that he had feelings with Alex too, but it was way too late. And I also believe that Alex will always love him, like the way he also love Charlie. You can love both, if you believe or not.

A lot of people say that if Alex had been there and had helped Zach like the Zach had done to him in season 2, Zalex could have been ended up with each other and had been endgame. But, no, I don’t think it will. Alex chose to be with Charlie is the best and realistic choice, because Charlie was good for him. Yeah, Zach was depressed with trauma, in the deepest ship of his life and he needed helps, ofc, but so did Alex. Don’t forget Alex in this season wasn’t in the better situation to help anyone, he murdered someone and blamed himself so much for everything was happening, and he was also really self-loathing like Zach was. So he needed someone, like Charlie, someone’s positive, confident and had healthy energy, someone who made him feel he was loved, he was taken care of, and someone would be able to remind him everyday that he’s worth being loved and deserved all the happiness in the world. Not a mirror to see how fucked up and destructive he was like Zach. All Alex’s life problems was trying to be tough, to be man up to be able to take care of and be with a girl; and with Charlie, he didn’t have to do it anymore. He was safe, he was loved, and he was happy. Alex loved Zach, but sometimes, love isn’t the answer. Sometimes you have to choose what’s good for you, so despite it wasn’t built up as deep as Zalex, the relationship between Alex and Charlie was still one of the best relationships in the show and I love it. Alex and Zach clearly was in love with each other, but they just miss the right time and now it’s only regrets. And moreover, even also in the messy shit of his own head, except the coach and sometimes Charlie, Alex was the only one who tried to help Zach and never gave up on him. In fact, those words from Alex about how he helped him and made him feel safe was one of the major effects that brought Zach back to life.

The same goes with Winston and Alex, another “what we could have been but it was too late”, they just met in the wrong time and the wrong circumstance then lost each other forever. But I do believe that their feelings was genuine, even it’s only for some short of time (at least from Winston, since he dropped his revenge which he was obsessed with the entire time all just for Alex, how sweet).

And Justin!!! OMG Justin!!! My heart really ached so much with all the scenes he’s in hospital. Not only because Clay lost a brother, another important person in his life, their group lost a very good friend, but also the most hurting part, that he could have gone to the college, he could have had a future, he could finally have had a good life, but then it was completely wrecked in one go (especially right in the moment he was finally happy and had everything that he had ever wanted). I almost cried when he said he’s scared (we should have known since the show dropped a number of time Justin kept saying he wanted to be live, how fucked up and depressing it is) and wanted Clay to hold his hand. Even Clay acting like a dick and pushing Justin away a lot, the bromance between them was still the best and the most memorable one (and now thinking about it only wanted me to punch my chest so hard and cried). Life is fucking not fair and he definitely deserves so much better.

And finally Ani. She actually grew on me in this season since the last season she annoyed me so much. I like how she finally admitted that she was wrong when he slept with Bryce and finally apologized to Jessica about it (which really made it up to the whole shitty storyline of her in the previous season). I love how Clay and her finally broke up and admitted to each other that they were not fit and weren’t ready to be in any relationship (f**k thanks god, finally, because they was never fit, like at all). And I also like the way she always got Jessica’s back and was there for her everytime (I even almost ship them with the scene Ani asked Jess to go to Prom with her, it’s so adorable ♥♥♥)

And I love Tony, I love Tyler, I love Jess... basically I love everyone ♥ ♥ ♥

Okay “my thumbs got tired”. I would probably write another essay about what I love about this series, someday, probably.

#13 reasons why #13rw #13reasonswhy #clay jensen #Alex Standall #justin foley #ani achola #winston williams #charlie st. george #zalex #alex x winston #charlie x alex #alex x charlie #winston x alex #sorry i don't know what the fuck the other ships's name so I just let it that way #zach dempsey

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blissfulbroadway · 3 years

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Alfred Nathaniel Hallam III Headcanons!!!

YES his name is Alfred Nathaniel Hallam yes he is a third no I do not take criticism

Childhood:

- Alfie got pneumonia as an infant. It messed up his lungs A Lot and affected his immune system and stuff as well so as a child he was constantly sick.

- He was in and out of hospital a lot and had a few surgeries so he was always on bed rest and isolated to everyone until he was about four years old.

- All of his medical issues caused his mum, Elizabeth Hallam, to dote on him a lot and suffocate him a bit. His father, Alfred Hallam II was the opposite and became pretty detached from being a father figure to Alfie.

- At a very young age, Alfred was introduced to stories since he couldn’t go anywhere. He was constantly reading in bed and learning often. Also his father made him study German just for funsies.

- His grandfather Wally, or Alfred Hallam I, introduced Alfred to Alice’s Adventures In Wonderland when he was three. Wally re-enacted the story to him in hospital a lot, and it inspired Alfred to fall in love with the story and take on the characters as his own. Wally got him his own copy after an especially difficult surgery, as well as a stuffed rabbit called Baby because he’s a three year old and it’s his little baby bunny :-) (he still ends up traveling with it as an adult and can’t leave without him).

- Around that time, his parents had his little brother, Elias (named after their mum) to be a backup plan or new start because they didn’t think Alfred would be much worth to them in the future. Yes they are shitty I know :/

- His parents have very very very high expectations for him because he’s now the older brother who has to do everything and he’s not their spoiled sick baby boy. They let Eli be a little shit and do anything he wants (like any little sibling but multiplied by like 10) while Alfie was expected to be the perfect child who dressed, acted, looked, and spoke the way they wanted.

- Alfie and his parents are very posh sounding because they live in Bromley, but he has a slight northern twang because of his grandfather. His parents hate it.

- When he’s four years old, after a long period of bedrest, Alfred is allowed to play alone outside, and he meets Alice. They refer to that day as their Golden Afternoon because it was the day they became the best of friends, and Alfred introduced Alice’s Adventures In Wonderland to her. (At first Alice was probably like Who are you and what are you doing in my backyard and Alfred is just SO EXCITED to introduce his favorite storybook in his entire existence so she budges and let’s him share his world with her)

- Alfie is a huge bookworm and while he adores learning and reading, his infatuation for learning mathematics (mostly so he could impress his father and maybe he would love him more if he knew “Big Kid Things” yes I know 🥺🥺🥺) manifested into an obsession with time, as well as the fear of being late or running out of time. He was surrounded by the idea of death from a young age and it influenced the way he thought about himself and what might happen to him if he didn’t listen to his parents. Their pressure brought out his anxiety disorder and depression at a very young age and it sticks with him throughout the rest of his life. His escape from all that death and sadness was Alice’s Adventures because he could always reset the clock at the end of the book and start again.

- When he’s five, Alfie spends some of his rich kid allowance on a copy of Alice’s Adventures In Wonderland for Alice, and in return she buys him a pocket watch a few years later. He adores it and never ever takes it off even as an adult.

- Alfred avoids his own home a lot and spends time with Alice in their conjoined backyard, playing pretend and acting out their story together. Sometimes, they spent the days inside her house (Mama Hallam is good friends with the Spencer parents, so she doesn’t mind them watching Alfie) and Alfred is well acquainted with Mr. and Mrs. Spencer enough where he considers them paternal figures...sort of. (Mr. Spencer is lowkey highkey Alfred’s bisexual awakening, and he’s one of Alfred’s first crushes; it doesn’t help that his own father constantly criticizes him and his interests or is absent from his life doing slimy rich man things. Daddy issues.)

- Mr. Spencer is a book lover (possibly librarian? Also sometimes professor :-)) and so he’s constantly discussing stories with Alfred and Alice on an intellectual level fit for the both of them. Most adults treat them like small children, so Alfred loves the attention.

- When Mr. Spencer dies in their early teenagehood, Alice and Alfred get incredibly attached to their storybook, and they find more comfort in it than ever. His death launched Alfred’s struggles with eating and sleeping, as well.

- This is one of the harder periods of time for Alfred, as he and Alice didn’t have any friends aside from each other. They’re incredibly codependent on one another.

- Mamie Van Eysen flirts with Alfred a lot during this time, but only as a joke. Either that, or she makes fun of his body and his personality—both in front of Alice, to make Alfred uncomfortable and Alice jealous. Other students bully him and Alice often.

- A lot of Alfie’s self image issues stem from this time, and his anxiety and depression worsen.

- When Alice’s mum dies when they’re fifteen, the pair runs away together. Alice almost gets assaulted, and Alfred wants to protect her. He gets into a giant fistfight with the older man. It’s bad enough to the point where the man is arrested and Alfred is hospitalized; it’s the hardest period he’s ever spent in hospital, even after all of his childhood issues. The police bring Alice and Alfred home and Alfred is banned from visiting Alice for a while. They communicate by speaking through the windows straight across from one another, or holding up signs from the window seats. While Alfred is healing, Mama Hallam is extra overbearing and critical to the point of being toxic and unhealthy for Alfred. His brother gets really mean around this time, too, as he doesn’t get the attention he once had. His and Alfred’s relationship get really rocky, and it’s never really mended in the future.

- The day Alice and Alfred can officially reunite, they never separate and they’re stuck at the hip from this point forward.

- When Alfred isn’t hanging out with Alice, he is at his grandfather’s hat shop, helping him stock or sell products. He puts his money towards a secret emergency fund in case he runs away again—this time without Alice. Alfred can never get past the front door, though.

University:

- When they reach uni, Alfie majors in mathematics and education, and minors in literature and statistics. He finds joy and love in his studies again, even if school itself affects his mental health.

- Alfred doesn’t want to be dependent on his parents, so he gets a job at a coffee shop and writes essays on the side for money. His caffeine addiction is dangerous at this point, and he often finds himself not eating or sleeping until it’s physically impossible not to take care of himself.

- Alfred puts all of his money towards renting an apartment with none other than Miss Tabatha Dedwin!!

- He and Tabbie are flatmates. Since Tabbie is best friends with Dodgy Dawkins, he meets him, as well. They’re friends for good after that, and that’s when Alfred starts to wind down, smoking with them, as well as his Alice.

Adulthood:

- After university, Alfred gets official treatment and is able to change his eating habits and caffeine addiction.

- Alfred learns about emotional support animals and gets a Giant Flemish Rabbit named Ollie to be his support animal. He’s giant and blue-eyed and looks like the spitting image of Alfred’s beloved White Rabbit. He’s a cutie.

- Alfred also did a little bit of gardening when he was getting treatment, and once he’s home he gets all sorts of plants and becomes a Plant Dad (with lots of research, of course!)

- In his mid twenties, Alfred finishes his extra schooling and becomes a primary school teacher. He blossoms into a happy, mostly healthy bisexual man with lots of plants and a sweet pet bunny and he wears funky disastrous outfits and has an amazing support system!!! (Alice, Wally, Tabs, and Dodgy :-) also Wally’s lover Denny the carpenter who comes out to Alfred when he’s an adult. He’s super shook but he gets even closer to Wally because they’re more similar than he believed)

- When he’s prob like 30 he goes to more school and becomes a university professor in the end of his years! Depending on who he ends up with he possibly has a few kids and a bunny and life is good!!! He’s teaching and learning constantly and it’s the life he’s always wanted even if his parents never accept his Christmas cards and his brother doesn’t answer his calls. He’s happier than he’s ever been.

- Also don’t tell Sage but when Alfie’s older his health problems catch up to him and he dies a relatively young death due to complications with his lungs :-( rip to my main man Alf

Little Headcanons:

- Alfie is the Biggest animal person besides maybe Tabbie. The ONLY exception is geese because one time he tried to feed a goose was brutally attacked by a goose and is afraid of them. He prob does birdwatching in his free time too

- Alfred’s fashion is HORRENDOUS @dodgefred and I made it up forever ago that he was a fashion disaster and ofc Colton’s costume...moving on. The reasoning for his fashion is he just picks pieces that make him happy that day and he sticks with it it doesn’t matter if he matches he’s just vibing.

- He reads his kids bedtime stories and he’s so devoted to being the father his own dad never ever was - When he becomes a professor it’s probably to teach Calculus and while his class makes people cry Very Often Alfie as a teacher himself is very very empathetic and comforting and yeah math is a bitch but he’ll take time out of his lunch breaks and extends his office hours way past the set time to help a student!!! He’s such a comfort to LGBT+ students and he probably has a few he discusses gay discourse in literature with (Tabbie absolutely introduced him to lesbian literature also also this isn’t a Tabs post but she stans Shakespeare :-)). Professor Alfie is the weird quirky prof. who stresses you out sometimes but also he goes on long tangents about his interests and how much he loves his significant other or children or baby bunny child Ollie!! He has so many plants and books in his classroom too it’s a Lot.

- Wayyyyy into theatre but he didn’t pursue acting onstage because his dad is homophobic :/ but he was in charge of lighting in school productions and fell in love with the stage

- He helps his friends study by acting out their textbooks for them and they always always ace their tests

- MUG COLLECTOR!!! He has so many mugs it’s not even funny his entire cupboard is taken over by them honestly

- Virgin who can’t drive

- Such a cursed and baseless hc I’m So Sorry but his first crush was the tomato from Veggie Tales

- Going off the last point he grew up in a Catholic household and he had one of those mums who was like you are Not allowed to watch tv unless it’s like. Veggie Tales or the Little Einsteins

- Alfie plays piano!!!! Also he did ballet when he was younger but he left because it was super bad for his mental and physical wellbeing and is convinced he’s a bad dancer because of his poor experience with the art

- Alice calls Alfred her Bunnie and he calls her My Alice/Allie/Allie Cakes

The end :-)

#alice by heart #alice by heart musical #ABH #abh musical #alice in wonderland #alfred hallam #alfie hallam #alice spencer #tabatha dedwin #tabbie dedwin #dodgy dawkins #this is the hill im dying on #thank you

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kiryu + saejima :)

i love you <3

Kiryu

Sexuality Headcanon: gay homosexual (:

Gender Headcanon: trans man <3

A ship I have with said character: majima um. or saejima but never ever together

A BROTP I have with said character: nishiki + kashiwagi (: , saejima & majima, tanimura & akiyama (:, shinada begrudgingly just bc ges dating his son <3

A NOTP I have with said character: freak stuff idk uhh def nishiki for sure any of the women who come in for him not bc hes gay but bc rgg sets them up all to suck for various reasons

A random headcanon: he likes cooking even though hes slow he didnt think hed like it at first but now well (:, he gets self conscious if anyone is taller than him but it's fine if it's a friend like saejima or majima or kashiwagi but shinada being taller than him pisses him off, very bad at spelling + reading, he doesnt like lizards, he came out after nishiki (: for being trans not too long after but being a homo took a while, he now knows harukas idol dances and now he thinks dancing is a cool workout theres no going back and hes prideful as hell nothing to be ashamed of

General Opinion over said character: i love you my dearest most beloved friend you are so awesome i love you so so much mwuah

Saejima

Sexuality Headcanon: bisexual hes so bisexual but he never tells anyone, very secretive and private the rest of the party (see: tanimura and akiyama) have bets going on whether hes gay or not but nothings coming up anytime soon

Gender Headcanon: trans man (: he and majima started T together and planned to get top surgery together but then everything got fucked and now they're just here tits and all and we love him for it

A ship I have with said character: kiryu (: i suppose .they are very cute very sweet

A BROTP I have with said character: majima <3 but also kiryu and also everyone else in 4 and 5 and ofc his baby sister <3 hes just a very good older brother to everyone well all his adult friends at least

A NOTP I have with said character: majima >_> other weird stuff likke tanimura or whatever else freak shit idk but none of them are as popular

A random headcanon: hes become a regular at the cat cafe but hes kind of shy about it hes a little obsessed a little hooked he keeps trying to rename the cats but they already have names he just wants to name them something cooler or more fitting, he wants to grow his hair out again so bad but the phases of shaved to long feel so awful and ugly not that he cares but majima would say something to him so hes just convincing himself that this is less work and it looks fine but he misses it, he never answers his phone but he even less frequently ever answers texts or emails he hates trying he thinks if you have something to say say it to his face, he loves woodwork and just any sculpting in general he wants to be part of the snow fest so bad his dream woodwork is a clock but he just sticks to dolls and animals and etc, he cries during every movie and it's really ugly sniffling sobbing he cant help it hes better at holding it in for url situations but hes an empathetic watcher, majima got him into karaoke otherwise hes a shy singer/cheerer, hes very good w kids he gets emo when he gets to work w them it's his old teacher dream he just wants to guide them and help them all he wants them all to have happy lives he knows how hard it can be

General Opinion over said character: i love him so much my large friend my beloved my brother my everything my silly rabbit i love him hes so dear to me so funny so good so sweet so kind

#thank you i get emo thinking about them i really do i love them so much thankyou #asks #rgg txt

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GENEVIEVE ALIU —

IG info/bio: @/genevealiu1 | 19k followers | currently on a journey as a junior doctor living in 🇦🇺🤎 | blm.card.co🖤 | sk💛

26 years of age

Born and raised in Glastonbury, England

Pisces sun? + libra moon?

Mother is Guyanese and works for a non-profit organization

Her father is Nigerian and works in property management

has one older brother who is a Prosthetist and resides in Nigeria with his pregnant fiancée

She can’t wait to be a auntie!!!

And a younger sister who is a medical laboratory technician

To say the least, their parents were happy that their children fell into the medical field. Based on their cultures it was a honor to have their children in these professions

Vieve grew up with a sassy demeanor and her parents have old videos on their camcorders to prove it lol, it never fails that the pair brings out the embarrassing vids during the holidays but vieve genuinely appreciates them

Although thanksgiving is a RACIST American thing, vieve never misses the opportunity to share what she’s thankful for in life and counts all of it as blessings! But it’s still fuck the pilgrims

Has held a friendsgiving before, loves any moment where she can host gatherings or attend them! either is quite fine. She loves being around people

the only time she likes to look back on the past is to see how she and her family carried themselves then and how the evolved into who they are now, it’s interesting to see

Loves “how it started vs how it’s going” posts and might have participated in a few

Always knew from a young age that she wanted to help people in some way, she was always doing something to help around the house and especially her aging/sickly grandparents

Felt offended that many people around school that she thought were her friends would stab her in the back labeling her as this “fake saint” since she rather spend her time volunteering instead of going to house parties in hs

Don’t get it twisted, she still went to those too & had her fun but definitely felt like it was the same routine and nothing ever felt fulfilling at these functions after awhile

Well known with all the cliques around school but had her own group of friends that fit into many of those cliques but she never felt obligated to stick to one social group. If you were nice and cool with her, she was the same to you, if you weren’t? Depending on her mood, she’d ignore you/say things under her breath or be “fake nice” as a form of being the bigger person

Has a curly hair routine that she consistently follows (after struggling to find the right products to make them flourish) and gets annoyed with if her curls don’t turn out the way she knows they can, it’s always frustrating when things don’t turn out the way you want them to but isn’t afraid to at least try

Three times is the charm! Is one of her mottos

loves bright colors, flowy attire, big hats, brimmed hats, bucket hats, berets, etc...

Has faced racism/prejudices and bullying growing up in public spaces—mostly school/uni & some of those same hatred actions online now that she’s dating seb

Because of that there were times where she felt insecure but deff grew to forgive, heal, and rise above the hate, she knows her worth

Has never been happier in a relationship than she is with seb, he’s her “moody long-haired, soft-hearted bby”

they’re both complete fools for each other and vieve is more vocal about her being in love/finding her soulmate whereas seb doesn’t mind showing it rather than speaking it—even tho he’s on a podcast but we mind our business okay?!

Seb is thinking of moving to Australia with vieve, he’s ready to risk it all for this woman, HIS woman 🤩

canon: gives more than she should/taken advantage of/not reciprocating in relationships... ex) how she dated a guy that she did everything for! especially financially and also struggled to find her worth but once she did? Her aura shined brighter than before— Ik chill out there Rocco

Also believes in loving yourself first to attract what you need in this world and found that in her career and seb. I hope they’re endgame! Since they’re the only couple I rooted for this season? Except for tai & ciaran maybe? They’re probably not endgame but whatever

They still get nervous/shy around each other even tho they’ve been together for months now + are in a long distance relationship which is too cute! I think since they’re in this for the long game they can look back on moments and still feel the way they felt in that moment. You know if you get the chance or have already heard elderly people talk about their relationships and how they get all starry eyed? That’s vieve & seb, that shit gets me right in my feels ew

Vieve’s love language is quality time, it’s what she shows and likes along with acts of service from her partner

Makes the best jollof rice & her fav dish is Metemgee

Trying to be on a plant-based diet only but will have her cheat days on occasion—mostly when she’s drunk and forgets her diet plan lmao that’s me getting double cheeseburgers or anything with dairy drunk af

now living in Australia, she tried to like vegemite but...the it’s a no for her, respectfully ofc! She never wants to disrespect anyone

besides the food, the atmosphere is much nicer since she feels like she’s on a holiday almost everyday and that there’s much more to see and do when she has the time

Loves the beaches and is thinking about surfing lessons

yes she enjoys those doctor shows and can agree that most scenarios are not the same as rl ofc but great question!

Since she’s a junior doctor now, and on her way to graduation! She feels so accomplished and having this chance to complete what she’s wanted her whole life in a different place, makes her super emotional

All those stressful all-nighters will be worth it. She mostly did it on her own but is nothing but humble and Is thankful to those that have helped her along the way, what kind of person would she be if she didn’t mention them?

and when COVID hit, she was one of many already on the frontlines. Her studies became altered but this wouldn’t stop her for her mission on this earth, this was her purpose and she knew we would conquer it all—but definitely has empathy and gets angry with how it’s being handled from time to time

She’s been exposed to it first hand which aboustely worries her parents, seb, her friends, and friends from the villa

Keeps up to date when all medical news, has a whole app dedicated to health

Learning French with some of her free time and is doing well at it

It was only natural for her to become closer to elladine since their men are homies and have a podcast together

They’ve hung out a few times on a double dates before the boat vacation & once just as girls before vieve left to Australia

Vieve is always offering advice but knows that every relationship is different and what works for her and seb won’t work for elladine and Nicky, she loves them together and knows everyone has bumps in the road

feels there’s some sort of tension between her and Harry now? Which she found a little off putting since they were supposed to be friends but she realizes that Harry has a condition but it’s also not an excuse for him to treat her shitty sometimes which he does and feels like it comes out of nowhere most times but he always apologizes yet vieve is slowly getting tired of this unhealthy habits

So they’re talking less these days, which he notices!

She wants Harry to find his happiness too! If he hasn’t found it in mc first that is

has met Tim— he’s a great laugh and seems like a nice guy—they follow each other, talia and jake in person when she was out with seb—they were also super nice and congratulated them on their win, she went up to miles once on a night out—he’s still a arsehole, priya reached out to her via dm about her new boutique that she wanted her to model in someday, Hope was just as stunning in person along with Siobhan, Chelsea & mc s2 were also kind, and a couple of the guys also wished her and seb well

She’s also noticed some of the shit talking coming from Elisa, Allegra, Lucy, and mc s1 (subtle shade from mc, basically about how vieve reacted if mc decided to give Harry a go but that was only brought to her attention thru fans) online but again, vieve peeped it and felt majority of it didn’t require a response. She was too happy in life rn and she had a man and they don’t

Plans to get a komondor, thinks they’re super cute! — seb does not “if you love me, you’ll love our child.” “It’s a bloody mop dog! And I’m a cat dad, you know that!” “Don’t talk about him like that, he’s got feelings just like your cat babies!”

I feel like she’s a matcha & Frappuccino lover, tries to keep her drinks simple and feels guilty when she has to make adjustments but the heart wants what it wants

Mini Countryman owner, she also drives like a “granny” better safe than sorry! She hates fast drivers, there’s absolutely no need for it!

Minimal makeup: eyeshadow, moisturizer, & a nude lip and she’s good to go

Secretly obsessed with among us, second life, and SIMS!!!

Celeb crushes? Heath ledger, Tyler posey, KENDRICK SAMPSON, Jordan fisher, Algee smith, Donald Glover, Mack Wilds, Khleo Thomas, Robert Ri’chard, Tahj Mowry, & Hasan Minhaj

Listens to: DaniLeigh, ABIR, Mary J. Blige, TORI KELLY, Us the duo, 11:11, Jacob Latimore, fifth harmony, joya mooi, & Greentea Peng, etc...

Anthem: The Cheetah Girls — Cinderella

#litg #litg3 #litg s3 #litg genevieve #litg moodboard #litg headcanons #litg headcanon #litg seb #litg Harry #litg mc #litg oc #litg elladine #litg Nicky #idk if I did her justice but my apologies to her and y’all if not lol #litg Tim #litg talia #litg jake #litg priya #litg hope

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A Thousand Years...

Chapter 4

Heart beats fast. Colors and promises. How to be brave. How can I love when I’m afraid to fall. But watching you stand alone. All of my doubt, suddenly goes away…..

Summary: A soulmate’s purpose is to shake you up, tear apart your ego a little bit, show your obstacles and addictions, break your heart open so new light can get in, make you so desperate and out of control that you have to transform your life, then introduce you to your spiritual master. – Elizabeth Gilbert, Eat, Pray, Love

A new town, a new job, and a new life, one that you didn’t even expect……

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Reader, OFC Officer Davis x Reader, OFC Officer Davis x Jensen, Gino x Jensen

Word Count: 3434

Warnings will include… Smut, language, unrequited/ requited love, cheating, and possibly more. This is brand new, so I will add to it as I know. Chapters will have warnings of their own if need be….

A/N: So my little cousin was watching breaking dawn in the living room, and I was folding clothes in the guest room… When the credits rolled and this song started, this fic hit me right in the face… I couldn’t escape it...

Fic Based on the Song A Thousand Years, by Christina Perri

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Three weeks later:

It had been three weeks since your first day at the FBBC.

You were surprised you had made it this far. Every day you woke up telling yourself you were going to quit. Every day you got out of bed, dressed, and got ready to go in and tell them that today was going to be your last day at work, that you just didn't think this job was a fit for you, even though that was a ball faced lie. You loved working there, even though it was mainly Gino you seemed to be working with most of the time, that is when you weren't manning the front alone, serving drinks.

The people that came in were all nice and friendly, and the atmosphere of the place overall was a pleasant one. No, the place and the people were not the problem. The problem for you was Jensen.

The whole time you were there you find yourself looking over your shoulder, searching for Jensen, looking to see if he was here, or if he was going to pull up even though you never said a word to anyone.

The night that you left the warehouse, something changed in you. You didn't know quite what it was, but it was almost like you were gravitating towards that man, and there were two big problems with that. One, you didn't want to be gravitating towards anyone. He had literally become all you could think about. He invaded your every sleeping as well as waking moment. Pale Green eyes hovering just inches away from you like they had in the warehouse, and that for you was a serious no, no.

Second, He was married. MARRIED!!! Off the menu so to speak. Unavailable. Taken. In a permanent relationship. His wife Danneel didn't seem to like what she'd seen when she walked into the warehouse, and you wondered ideally if that's why you ended up working the bar part of the brewery alone or were working with Gino so that he could keep an eye on you. You had no proof or way to back that theory, but you didn't need proof or evidence to see the side glances and evil looks she gave you every time she got in the same room with you.

Thankfully she didn't come in often. If she did you wouldn't have lasted three days, much less than three weeks.

Jensen on the other hand hadn't been back to the brewery at all in three weeks, and even though part of you was grateful, you couldn't help but think that if you weren't around him. These feelings, whatever the hell they were, would go away; or at least that what you kept telling yourself. Much to your dismay they haven't. You still found yourself silently wishing that you would see him come in, and you hated that part of you. That's the reason you are so ready to quit.

You thought you should just walk away. Go find another job, get yourself completely away from him, but here you were, still here. Part of the reason for that is because you didn't know if you could get another job and because you weren't strong enough to lose the chance that you could get to see Jensen again, to see those beautiful forest green eyes that were haunting your memory, to hear that deep voice that was somehow at the same times as smooth as honey; the same voice that felt like it had carved its way into your very soul.

Today was Thursday, that meant trivia night. You had to admit you did enjoy watching it, even though you never played.

Trivia nights usually meant a little longer workday because of the cleanup mainly, and you were glad tonight when you finally were able to usher the last of the customers out and were just about to lock the door when a hand reached out grabbing the door, stopping you from shutting it.

Gino froze behind you where he was sweeping the floor suddenly on alert for any possible danger that might be trying to get in with the two of you until Jensen sidestepped you and entered into the building, and Gino took a visible sigh of relief.

"Shit Jay, I thought you were some crazy person," he said, looking at his brother-in-law like he wanted to murder him.

"Well, I'm probably crazy, but not to the extent that you are implying," Jensen said, looking at Gino who had gone back to sweeping the floor and ignoring him.

"How about you go ahead and go, home man, I can help Y/N clean up here. I haven't been home much lately to pull my weight around here, and your wife had a pretty bad migraine earlier according to Danneel. Go home and be with her, I got this." Jensen said, taking the broom from Gino who let it go without a fight.

"Thanks, man, I knew she wasn't feeling very well when I left to come up here today," Gino said, already fishing his keys out of his pocket.

"Don't worry about it. You go take care of the little woman." Jensen said, winking at him, making Gino roll his eyes at him.

You watched as Gino walked by you and out of the door without as much as a word goodbye, his focus not on this place now that the workload had been shifted to someone that was not him.

When Gino was out of sight Jensen smirked at you and continued sweeping the floor where Gino had left off. There wasn't much of that left to do, you had already wiped down all of the tables, so you moved to the bar to start putting all the glasses and things back on the shelves that had been used for the night and previously cleaned and sanitized in the back.

You did your best to ignore Jensen, but it felt like every nerve ending was on fire right now just being in the same room alone with him again. Not only were you alone with him in the taproom but on the grounds as a whole. Everyone else had already gone home. It was just the two of you.

"So," Jensen said loudly and close enough behind you to make you nearly jump out of your skin. He'd already put his broom up and was just waiting on you to finish up behind the bar. He was leaning on the bar with his arms crossed, that same smirk still on his perfect lips that had seared into your memory when you’d met him on day one. The same lips that here lately you seemed to be thinking about way more than you should have.

"You gonna continue to ignore the fact that I exist, and not answer my questions about you, or you gonna play nice and talk to me," he said, his eyes gleaming with just a hint of mischief.

"Well, what happens if I choose to ignore you?" you asked. You weren't going to give in to this little game of his that easy even though it was probably just innocent curiosity and you were making a big deal out of nothing at all. Then you started to feel stupid for even making that remark until you heard his deep chuck, and you looked over in his direction. He seemed perfectly amused.

"I run a background check on you, possibly follow you home. Stalk and annoy you until you decide to talk to me. I'm done with filming for now, and I don't have anything else lined up until I have to go to Rome, so I guess you can say I have nothing at all better to do."

He still that impish smirk on his face, and his words made your stomach churn nervously in you.

Even though he'd find nothing about you if he did run a background check on you, you still couldn't deny the thrill that the thought of him stalking you, and then you wondered for just a brief second if you had finally snapped and where going batshit crazy.

The look on your face must have been priceless though because he threw himself into a whole-body laugh and took several minutes to get over it before he could speak again.

"I'm kidding sweetheart, I'm not a creep. Though I do wish you wouldn't act like I had some disease or something. I'm not a stalker, I'm not a serial killer. Why do you seem to want to avoid me so much?" he questioned you, his eyes searching yours.

Your heart was pounding in your chest as he slowly made his way around the counter to where you were standing, leaning across from you and crossing his arms and his perfect bowed legs, giving you time to come up with an answer, which you didn't have.

"I uh, I don't know, I guess I just have trouble getting close to people," you say with a shrug. That wasn't the real answer and you knew it though. The real answer was that you were completely and utterly obsessed with this man, even though he was married with three damn kids, and you didn't know how to stop feeling what you were feeling; that you were a damn coward, and would rather push it down and ignore whatever this was you were feeling towards him than deal with it like an adult.

He watched you for a moment, tilting his head, considering his next move. Shoving himself off the bar and closing the distance between you to only a few inches. Closer than a normal person would probably stand to another person, or was that just you?

"That's too bad, cause I really, really want to get to know you," he said, reaching out and tucking a stray hair behind your ear that had fallen down beside your face.

You had to repress the shiver that threatened to visibly rip through your body. Even the slightest touch sending a jolt through you. You swallowed hard and tried to find your voice. Was he this touchy with everyone, or were you just being paranoid?

"There's not much here that someone like you would find interesting. You'd get bored pretty quickly," you respond, repressing the “they all do” that you almost attached onto that end of that sentence.

Jensen shook his head, his eyes searching your face as if he looked hard enough he could see past the mile-high walls you had built up around you to protect yourself.

"You know what I think?" he asked you, stretching one of his arms out and putting his hand on the counter next to you, leaning in just a little bit closer much like he'd done in the warehouse three weeks ago.

"I think you've been burned before, someone has hurt you, and you don't want to let anyone else in, and you instead would rather make everyone stay at arm's length, paying for the mistakes of some jackass did to you. I think there's a whole lot more to you than you even know about yourself. There's things that you have never been given the chance to search out for whatever reason, and you're scared. You are scared of what someone might see if they look too close."

His eyes were boring into yours. Your heart was pounding so loud you were surprised that he couldn't hear it. Your breathing was shallow, and with every breath, you were consumed with his scent.

Slowly, so slowly that you weren't sure he was moving at first, he started inching his face closer to yours, there was nowhere for you to run. You were pinned between his arms and the counter you were leaning against. His breath was fanning your face, mixing with your own. To be honest you wouldn't have been able to run if you wanted to. Your head was screaming that this was a mistake, but your body just wouldn't move, because if you were being completely honest with yourself, you wanted more than anything for him to kiss you.

Just as his lips brushed against your own so lightly you almost didn't feel them a loud banging on the doors made you both jump a little, snapping you out of your own little world that Jensen had pulled you into with a harsh slap back to reality. You shot under his arms and away from him, taking deep breaths, trying to control your rapidly racing heart rate. Your head was spinning with adrenaline and you felt a little like you wanted to throw up. Turning around you saw Jensen run his hand through his hair harshly, before unlocking the door. He looked annoyed and even a little angry, and you wondered if he was angry at you. You didn't have long to wonder though.

"Can I help you, sir?" Jensen said as an elderly man came into the building, looking between Jensen and yourself. He ignored Jensen completely and looked at you.

"Ms. Y/L/N?" he asked, and you nodded slowly. "I'm detective Davis. I've been looking for you. Are you still in possession of a 2016 Nissan Sentra?" he asked, and you shook your head yes again. The confusion started to fade, and you wished more than anything that you could die on the spot.

Why now? Why did Jensen have to witness this?

"I'm so sorry to have to do this Ms. Honestly I don't agree with this particular court order, but I'm going to have to ask that you turn the car over to myself so that it can be brought back to your ex-fiance. The car is in his name, and because he didn't go through with the wedding, and you were never legally married, you have to turn it back over to him. I'm so sorry."

Nodding your head again, and grabbed your purse from behind the counter. You had been expecting this, but you had hoped that you would have worked long enough to have built up the money to replace it before you were forced to return it.

It's not like you were never going to return the car. You didn't even really want it, but you had nothing else until you found a job and were on your feet enough to buy another one. Apparently, your ex was an even bigger dick than you thought he was, that or he was still pissed that you left town and didn't "give him another chance."

You fished the keys out of your purse you had hidden behind the counter and walked over to the detective. Before you could drop them in his hands though Jensen's hand shot out and grabbed your arm.

"Wait, wait, this isn't right. That's her only way to go. He can't do that. There's gotta be something, even though you say they were never legally married, that says he can't take away her only means of transportation." Jensen was pissed. You hadn't even noticed it until he grabbed you and you looked at him, but he was looking at the elderly officer in a way that screamed if he could get away with hitting him he'd do it.

"I'm sorry sir, but they got a court order saying she has to return it, it's in his name, so technically it’s his car. I'm sorry, I don't like this either, and if there was a way I could get away with letting her keep it would. Some people are just childish and bitter. Again, I'm sorry, but I have to take it back to the owner, or else they are going to slap her with grand theft auto, and she doesn't need that hassle over something like this.

Jensen made a move to argue with the officer, but you cut him off.

"It's okay, here he can have it if he wants it that bad," you said dropping the keys in the detective's hand. “I don’t want any trouble. I just want him to leave me alone.”

"Y/N," Jensen said a little more gently than he'd spoken to the detective, and even in your current state of distress, it made your stomach do little flips. The fact that he cared that much when honestly you can't remember the last time someone you weren't related to gave a damn about you.

"I know your brother Ms. Y/L/N. He's not gonna let you go without I assure you, and sometimes It's best to let bitter people just be bitter and let them wallow in their own misery,” he said giving you an apologetic smile before turning and leaving the building. His partner took the keys from him to your car and they were gone. Just like that, another piece of your life fell apart, and standing there watching them drive away it took everything in you not to break down right there. If Jensen wasn't standing there you honestly probably would have.

Taking a deep breath you were suddenly more than ready to get the hell out of here than you were when Gino left you here with Jensen. You pulled your phone from your pocket to text your sister-in-law when Jensen's hand on your shoulder made you nearly jump out of your skin for the second time that night. When you turned around though his face was soft, his eyes filled with concern, all the mischief that was there before was gone.

"Let me drive you home, please, I gotta head that way anyway," Jensen offered, and for a moment you started to tell him no, but you knew that you'd be stuck here an extra 45 minutes waiting on your sister-in-law, and an uber coming this far out was just out of the question.

"Okay," you mumbled in a voice that was more defeated than you wanted to sound.

Jensen reached over and turned the lights out, then led you to his truck, which thankfully was parked close. It was cold tonight, and you forgot your jacket was in your car when they pulled away with it. Jensen pulled his red and black plaid overshirt off and slipped it over your shoulders before opening the passenger side door for you. The scent of him mixed with his cologne instantly surrounded you, and you felt a feeling of instant peace. Normally you would have fought against the feeling, but right now you'd take whatever you could get.

The ride to your apartment was a quiet one. You were pretty stuck in your head trying to figure out what you were going to do from here, and Jensen left you to your thoughts, not wanting to press too hard, though you did feel his eyes on you most of the way.

He found his way to your building without you telling him where it was, and when he parked out front you narrowed your eyes at him in shock, pointing confusedly at the building. "How did you?"

"I saw it on your application," he said before you could even really ask. The truck was dark, but you could have sworn you saw a blush creep up to his checks.

"Oh," you said, wondering if he wasn't kidding after all when he said he'd stalk you if you didn't talk to him.

"I uh, I got to confess that I got your number too," he said, looking down at his lap, playing with the hem of his black shirt that seemed to hug his body in a way that was almost sinful.

"Ok," was all you could get out, turning your head trying to hide the blush that made it's way to your checks. You knew you should have been weirded out, but you couldn't help the rush at the thought of Jensen going out of his way to get your number.

Jensen cleared his throat and unlocked the doors to the truck. "I'll walk you to your door," he said, but before he could open the driver's side door you grabbed his hand stopping him.

His eyes shot to yours immediately. "It's okay, some fan might see you or something. Can you imagine the headlines on Twitter, ‘Jensen Ackles walks mystery girl to her apartment late Thursday.’ "

He chucked to himself but closed the door, and settled back down in his seat.

"You're probably right."

You opened your door and this time it was him who grabbed your wrist to stop you. He held your gaze for a moment before letting your wrist go.

"It's going to get better, okay," he said, and you almost broke down right there.

Taking a deep breath you steady yourself to keep from crying like a little kid in front of him. You'd save that for when you were safe inside your own apartment.

"Thanks, Jensen," you said opening the door to step out on the curb.

"I'll text you, check on you later," Jensen said as you stepped out of the car.

"See you tomorrow at work?" He asked hopefully.

"See you tomorrow," you said before you closed the door and headed into your building. Your mind swearling with the thoughts of what you were going to do now, you were carless, vertually homeless, broke as fuck, and you just almost kissed a married man. You really knew how to get yourself into shit, didn't you?

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Thoughts Of You

Fandom: Richard Armitage RPF

Summary: From the imagine of ‘Imagine Richard is in a loveless relationship but can’t stop thinking about you’. This was requested by @sunflwrnroses and I believe a couple of other people, but I’ve misplaced the asks.

Pairings: Richard Armitage x Fem!Reader, Richard Armitage x OFC

Warnings: Angst, yearning, requited love (but not acted on), swearing

Word count: 1069

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Every time Richard woke up next to her, he wished it was you.

How long had he felt like this? It felt like forever. Locked inside a life that he had grown to hate, which had made him forget who he really was. This relationship had become same old, familiar and comfortable. Well, maybe for her. For Richard it was unbearable. A lead weight was constantly on his shoulders, pushing downwards, crushing and leaving him breathless.

Whenever she texted him, asking what he wanted for dinner, Richard would sigh. He never wanted to go home. The pain was becoming worse every day, heightened by the fact that he felt in his own heart and mind that you would never want him in the way he wanted you. You were younger, fresher and probably didn’t want to be dating a man not far off the right age to be mistaken for your father.

One afternoon, Richard sat in a coffee shop two blocks away from his apartment and watched the heavy rain fall outside. People dashed through the streets, holding umbrellas and drenched papers over their heads. She would be at home now, probably talking to her friend on the phone, gossiping about a woman in their friendship circle who had recently got divorced.

Oh, it’s absolutely terrible. She’s going to be single with three children. Who’s going to want to take that on? Most men don’t want to date divorcees with children. I’m so glad that it’s not me in that situation.

Richard rolled his eyes at the thought. How had she become so judgemental in her attitudes? And then there was the added headache that every time she and Richard walked hand in hand past jewellers, she’d begin hinting at which engagement rings she liked the best, but making sure he knew that she only wanted one that was at least a carat in size. Anything less would not be acceptable.

The clock on the wall behind the barista’s head said half five. There was no way he could make this outing last any longer without her asking where he had been. Richard’s meeting with Audible was only meant to go on until three, and he had already called her saying he was going to be late; oh, what a lovely lie to tell.

Suddenly Richard’s phone chimed and an incoming text appeared on his lock screen. He grinned. Your name immediately caught his attention. With fumbling hands, Richard unlocked his phone and made his way to your message.

I’m going to be in the city tomorrow if you’d like to meet for a coffee or lunch.

Of course he wanted to meet you. There was no way he could defer seeing you, even if it meant lying to someone or cancelling an important meeting. You were the small speck of happiness that remained of his existence, a shining light that was a sign of a ‘could be’ life. The rest of his life was falling apart, splitting at the seams through his need to escape from her clutches.

***

She sat opposite Richard, grinning at him, waiting for him to comment on the meal. Her brightly coloured and perfectly manicured nails were gripping a wine glass. Richard’s well-earned cash had brought those claws which he hated and had grimaced at numerous times when they had scratched him during love making. No, not love making, just sex. That was all it was to Richard now. Purely a physical act, nothing emotional about it.

“You’re quiet, darling,” she said sweetly. “Something wrong?”

Everything is wrong. I’m sharing my apartment, my life and my wealth with a woman I can’t stand. And I’m forever hoping on a life with someone I actually love who I doubt wants me in return.

“Yes, things are fine,” Richard replied flatly, his voice holding no emotion to it whatsoever.

She narrowed her eyes at him, her smile disappearing. “I slave away over this meal for you and you come home with a face like thunder. You are so ungrateful, Richard!” she shouted, slamming the wine glass down on the table. “It’s probably that little bitch you’ve been texting.”

Richard shot up from the table, his heart hammering and his blood becoming so hot that he could hear it rushing in his ears. “How fucking dareyou check my phone!” he boomed. “I want you out.”

“You can’t throw me out,” she scoffed, putting her hand on her hip for emphasis.

“I can, and I will. The lease for this apartment is in myname. I want you out by tomorrow afternoon. This is the last straw for me. I can’t stand living with you…”

Then the waterworks began. “Richard, darling, please!” she begged. “I have nowhere to go.”

Richard stepped towards her, looking down upon her shorter frame. His teeth were gritted, and he snarled at her. “That’s not my problem.”

“It isher, isn’t it?”

“That’s none of your business. She’s nothing to do with you. Start packing….” Richard’s voice had deepened significantly. He felt no guilt for rendering her to pathetic dramatics. “Things haven’t been right for months, and this was the perfect way of endings things.”

She continued sobbing, falling back onto the chair.

Richard walked out of the room and stormed into the bathroom, slamming the door behind him. All he could think of was you. Not her, but you. His reason, his light.

Wailing echoed through the apartment as she vocalised her grief at the sudden prospect of being without a man who would give her money and be the reason she would fit in with all her socialite friends. Richard rolled his eyes, staring at his reflection in the mirror. Then he stood to his full height, feeling fresh air finally fill his lung and the crushing weight began to ascend.

There was a buzzing sound as Richard’s phone began to vibrate angrily. Your name flashed on his screen again.

Richard sighed in relief and answered, almost bursting into tears at the sound of your voice uttering the simple word ‘hello’.

“Hi, love,” he whispered, overwhelmed by the sudden rush of heat in his chest and stomach.

“Are you alight?” you asked.

“Couldn’t be any better…”

There was a sudden crash outside the bathroom door.

“What was that?” you asked in concern. “Are you sure you’re alright?”

“I’m fine. Now, about that meet up tomorrow…”

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smolbeandrabbles · 5 years

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I Think He Knows - Orson Krennic x Reader 1 (Rogue One)

Author’s Note: Thank you so much for the request dearest Anon! This was a lot of fun, and I got to come at the relationship from a different perspective. I genuinely... LOVE writing him like this.

This also includes the original ending to Gratitude that I lost and subsequently found in my notebook... And fits in well here! 😊 (But is not the end!)

Disclaimer: Star Wars Characters not mine / Plot is request / I own nothing! / Slight AU Premise (As Requested By Anon ❤ ): I have been thinking a lot about an au with a ofc who is outranking Krennic and at first he kinda hates her, but with time he seems to notice the way she looks at him, secretly helps him. And when he accidentally finds that she was trying to promote him, he’s confused and come to her for answers There might be a slight change on the ending you wanted... But I hope you enjoy anyway 😘😘😘💜💙 Words: 5676 Warnings: N/A... Some mild swearing / drinking

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I think he knows his hands around A cold glass Make me wanna know that body Like it's mine He got that boyish look that I like in a man I am an architect, I'm drawing up the plans He's so obsessed with me, and boy I understand Boy I understand ...Got that, oh! I mean Wanna see what's under that attitude Like, I want you, bless my soul And I ain't gotta tell him I think he knows I think he knows So where we gonna go? I whisper in the dark Where we gonna go? I think he knows

--- You knew exactly who Orson Callan Krennic was. You’d known all about him since the Futures Programme. Not because you were anywhere near in the same year or class, although, technically you studied the same thing… But because he seemed to show up every so often and flaunt how brilliant he was. Now, you knew the ranking system, so every time you saw him you wondered who exactly he thought he was, and why he’d talk so loud if he was at least as far down the order as he looked. Luckily, you didn’t see him often – but when you’d graduated you’d started working in the same field. Mercifully you didn’t have to work with him, he outranked you and was off in far flung exclusive corners of the galaxy you weren’t going to reach in a hurry, working on projects that at the time you could only dream of being a part of. Only, you didn’t cause problems. You were quiet, you got on with your job and you did it exceptionally well. That earned attention, and luckily the right attention. Because you’d also noticed that every time you heard whispers of Krennic’s name around here it was usually said with distain, and accompanied with all the Galaxy’s gossip about what he was doing to piss someone off this time. The harder you worked, and the more experience you gained – the more niche your skills got, you found yourself becoming indispensable to the Empire. That knowledge swept through your division pretty quick, and soon enough you were stretched to (almost) capacity working on things. People were desperate to have your name attached to anything they could – and now you were a centre of attention that people would back-stab each other to gain on their work. You were careful about that too, and allocated yourself as professionally as possible. What did all this mean for you? Your rank increased, and kept increasing. And suddenly you were sitting in rooms you weren’t supposed to take information out of. That you weren’t even allowed to take equipment into the projects discussed were so secret. In fact – once you passed from one rank into the next you almost stopped hearing Krennic’s name altogether. Because when you walked into a room people stopped talking rumour; just incase you passed it on and they lost their jobs. At first you missed that, but realised quickly that you’d hear it anyway… only now directly from the source. You were almost free to forget about the man entirely. And the first time you ever had to have face-to-face contact with him, in all those years, came as a shock to you. You were sipping coffee in the elevator to your next meeting about another start up project that this time you were expected to head. No problems, you’d lead projects before and you would be trusted to do so with accuracy and efficiency. This one might be a little bigger, but you were confident you could deliver exactly as you were known for. Your assistant was running through the list of assignees to the team and suddenly you found yourself trying not to spit coffee all over the elevator floor; “Sorry, who!?” “Commander Orson Krennic… He’s uh, architecture, intelligence…” “Oh, I know who he is… Did you say Commander?” “Uh, yes. Th- That’s what it says…” He didn’t like the sudden broad smirk that crossed your face as you tried not to look at your own rank bar. You outranked him. You got to walk into a room and look at him and slam your folder down on a table and tell Orson Krennic what to do? Perfect! He couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Sure, Krennic had never met you. But he never forgot a face – and when they introduced the project lead he had to check twice. Because this surely wasn’t happening. He remembered you from the Futures Programme. Maybe you’d been in one or two of the lectures he gave; but you always sat with your arms crossed, looking at him like you didn’t believe a word that came out of his mouth. (That or downright bored; leaning on your hands the way that you did). And now you outranked him!? Outranked him and were about to order him around on this particular project, of all things? He was looking forward to this one before you’d walked into the room with your rank bar displayed like that. Stars, what did I do to deserve THIS-!? You spotted Krennic straight away, staring at you with absolute distain. That just made you smirk more; you simply couldn’t help yourself. Seems like someone remembers me calling bullsh*t on all the pretentious nonsense he used to tell us in class. And he didn’t even lecture me all that much. You laughed to yourself, stepping up to give the project presentation, you were the only one in the room briefed, so this whole thing rested on you. You could take the pressure, and you were about to enjoy every second of this! Your eyes flicked to his and you simply had to wink; Payback’s a bitch, Orson Krennic. *** He couldn’t think of anything worse. For the most part, in truth, you left him alone to do what you knew he was best at. But you also kept him on a tight schedule, and it didn’t give him nearly enough time to go sneaking around trying to undermine you. (Apparently something you’d caught onto pretty quick that he liked attempting to do. God bless your colleagues for alerting you to this). You liked knowing what he was doing and where he was going (for you’d left him in charge of a pretty good chunk of the sourcing too), on the hour by the hour. Which was good for you, just in case he got the idea you weren’t watching him incredibly closely. But Krennic hated it (though, he hated it anyway) because every chance you got your sweep out of your office and loudly call him into it. Probably to remind him that he didn’t have his own. Probably also to let everyone know you needed to speak with him again. “KRENNIC! A word-!” Orson shot you a look; absolutely not. He was in the middle of a very important calculation, and if he messed it up, or left it, he’d never get back to it. You could damn well wait. Though, you didn’t like waiting, and when you came out of your office 5 minutes later to find him sitting in exactly the same position he was in before, you sighed; “Krennic! SOME time today!” He slammed his stylus down and his turn to you was quick; “I HEARD YOU THE FIRST TIME!” Then immediately regretted it when the floor fell silent, and the look on your face told him that, as usual, every jab you made was to get a rise out of him. And it wasn’t often you weren’t successful. He sighed angrily and was forced to concede, feeling his face burning in the moment – he couldn’t tell quite yet whether in rage or embarrassment; “Can I just finish this?” Your eyes narrowed, and your face was almost stern as you folded your arms, “If you’d had said that five minutes ago, I’d have said yes. Not now, get in here.” Krennic stood, and his footfall into your office let you know how mad he was. “I need you to take care of something for me.” Krennic wanted to get argumentative, more than anything – he’d love to have a one on one screaming match at you if that’s what it took. But the more leash you’d give him the better. So he held his tongue. No matter though, it showed clear enough on his face; “Yes?” “You’re from Lexrul, right?” “Yes.” What would this have to do with his home world? “Good – I need to source something from a respectable trader, only my informants indicate that he pretty much won’t speak to anyone who isn’t from his home planet.” Ah, so she needs me. “He’s from Lexrul?” “Correct.” “...I suppose I can do that, if you give me the contact.” “Well, I’d like to be there.” He sighed internally – not enough of a leash, it seemed. “…So it’s set?” “Thursday, yes.” “Then I would be happy to help.” “Good. Kept those figures in your head?” He hesitated for a minute “Excuse me?” “From your calculation…” “Oh. Yes.” “Good, then I was quick enough – get back to it, I don’t want you to forget them… OH! And Krennic!” He turned before he left, “Yes?” “Your work so far has been incredible. Keep it up.” “…Thank… you?” He stepped back out of your office and then scoffed, yeah right… If she thinks she can kill me with kindness she’s got another thing coming… ** Work continued like this for the entirety of the project. And it only served to get worse. Every time you would put Krennic on something that sounded exciting – or might give him that little bit of power - you’d pull him from something else. Or you’d only let him conduct this one meeting, or sit in on this one deal. He realised you were either keeping him from certain information, or making sure you didn’t have to grant him certain access. No matter what your reasoning was. He’d be glad to see the back of you once this was over. But there was something else about you also. That the only time you’d vocalised that you were impressed with him was that meeting. After that you’d kept silent, but your admiration for his work appeared to be from afar. Like you thought saying words would only cause further conflict. Orson would often look up from his work to see you watching him. And he was worried to find that it unnerved him. Not that you watched him; even with his ill feelings for you, it was your job to make sure he was doing his, but it was the way you watched him. Krennic noticed that at first you seemed to hide it with an inquisitiveness, he worked at the other end of your spectrum – your niche was in another silo of architecture altogether. It would make sense for you to be interested. But he noticed that you never asked him about it. And pretty soon he also noticed that you weren’t watching his work, but him. And it wasn’t with interest, or admiration. If he thought he could do anything about it, Orson Krennic knew he would. That using what he saw would give him power over you. He knew that look, he read that look so often in other people – wasn’t he after all also in the intelligence bureau? And this would be intelligence that he could use. You didn’t look at him like a man working on a part of your project. You looked at him like a man you were falling for. Like the man who would take you down with him if he could… *** 9 months later… The lift slid to a halt about 10 floors before he expected it to an he glared momentarily at the buttons. All he wanted was a nice quite ride alone, Thank You! It only got worse when the doors parted and you were standing on the other side of them. You flicked your eyes up and down him and didn’t even bother with a verbal greeting – he’d likely throw back a snide remark or get all grumpy about it anyway. You stepped in and swept around to the keys; only noticing that the floor you wanted was already pressed. Press something else! Press something else! PLEASE be going anywhere but this meeting!!! If Krennic could get it to happen by sheer will he would have – but you took a step away. NO! You were curious though; “Looks like we could be heading to the same project meeting, Commander.” You noticed his intake of breath, and how his body seemed to rise an inch as he straightened and tensed his shoulders. Oh, now you’d pissed him off by addressing him by rank. He also didn’t answer you, which only confirmed your thought, and it became the longest 10 floor ride of either of your lives. You turned to him as you stepped out of the elevator, and once again he saw that look cross your face the same one you’d left burned into his head after the last project, only now you’d learned to hide it well. It was fleeting. And he cursed himself for wishing he could look at it for longer. “Well, Krennic, I’ll see you in the briefing…” With that you swept into the crowd – no doubt to mingle with those of similar rank. He sighed, looking at the bright red strip of his own. One day, he thought to himself, one day I’ll outrank you… and then you’ll see. * The first strategic meeting was okay (The one where everyone with some kind of stakeholder interest in this was present, beyond the working members of the main team themselves), even though he noticed you were sat over there near the front, being lorded on by the higher ups. Not everyone here would be working on the project and Orson realised that, but still... Why he had to sit all the way back here whilst you got to live it up in direct eye-line of anyone important he felt was insulting. And he found himself glaring at your back for the majority of the presentation. Just you wait until you need me for a niche piece of architecture you can’t figure out on your own... The first planning meeting, the one with all the real movers and shakers in it, was where it really heated up. Krennic was almost surprised to receive the invite; he expected hand-me-down information from you at a need to know only level from you at best. When he got to the meeting however, he realised why you’d likely wanted him present. He was among the lowest ranking. The only ones around his rank, or lower, were your assistant and the administration team taking the minutes. He also noticed the place holder names around the table put you directly opposite him. And he knew immediately you’d had a hand in that, even if it had meant swapping them around yourself. But the meeting was hell. If you wanted to embarrass him, to belittle him in a public forum, in front of not only his peers, but people he admired and wanted the admiration of then, by the Stars, had you managed to do that here. In fact at the end he felt so utterly defeated he almost slammed his datapad into your chest and spat his feelings bitterly; I want off this project. I can’t work with you. But that would be showing weakness, and proving you’d broken him. And Krennic couldn’t have that. And that feeling of spite (maybe you wanted him off. And he wouldn’t give in to anything you wanted) was the only thing that made him hang on to his role here. There were lots of points in the meeting, before you’d continually shot him down, that Krennic was happy to be here. Even excited, elated that someone would raise something particularly difficult that he could do. And he would (politely!) raise his arm; “I am more than capable of completing such a task. I would certainly be happy to take it on...” Before you’d come in and cut across; “Our team will take it. Though I am happy enough to put Krennic on my team, you can route the work through me and I can decide where it goes.” He hated you, and he’d never hated you more than right then. Because you knew, you knew, he could do it, you know how desperately he wanted to boost himself a rank and you knew he wanted to prove himself to this particular table. The only reason they even swivelled to you and nodded in agreement was because of your damn rank bar. Without that, in this room, on this subject - that hasten to add, he was an expert on - you would be nothing. Krennic was writing books on this before you were even in the academy and now he had to submit his skills to you. ** There was a bitterness to this project. More so than the last one. And the tension was horiffic – you felt that in the air, and you had to be careful, one foot wrong and it would snap, and you’d be at all out war. Although, you tipped your head surveying him again and biting your lip, when weren’t you putting one foot wrong in his opinion? Krennic spent the project just about acknowledging what you asked him to do, but he gave you no move verbal communication than was absolutely necessary. If he could get away with yes or no then he would. And you hated to admit that it hurt. If he was giving up on snarky sparing matches with you (that you obviously enjoyed) then something was very wrong. You knew he wouldn’t be able to see what you were trying to do for him... but he wasn’t supposed to, you had to go about this correctly. Besides half of the meetings you’d asked him to sit in on for this particular project he wouldn’t be in without you; he had nowhere near the clearance level; and you were giving him that for free. You couldn’t let him simply go off on his own and do it. You needed someone to stare at the magnificent creation and ask you who did it; whose idea, can I work with... “Orson Krennic. Yes.” He’s great. But you knew what Krennic really thought; You wouldn’t let him have any freedom. You didn’t trust him. You’d crush his creativity. There had to be something you could do to show him that wasn’t your aim. After all, that would do neither of you any good... “Orson?” You tried a different route this time, maybe it was gentler to address him by his first name. You knew that rank didn’t work already(!) “Yes...” Apparently not. “I just received the next part of the project.” “Yes?” “I need you to run lead on it.” “Which part?” “All of it.” He looked to you with slight annoyance in those blue eyes, disbelieving. “Who is in charge?” “You are. We’ll finish up here, you’re wasted on this bit.” You placed the drive on his desk that contained exactly what you needed from him; “Do what you do best. Book a meeting with Commander D’Omnynn; he can brief you.” “I assume you want in on this meeting?” You gave a shrug “No...” and stepped away; “This is all yours... just, keep me regularly updated. Okay?” You walked away without either of you uttering another word, and his eyes fell from your frame walking away from him to the drive sitting in front of him. There’s a catch. Where is the catch? He picked it up. What if there wasn’t one this time? Then that left Krennic with one question. Why? *** Krennic worked so hard. So, so, so hard. And you got to watch this from afar with a smile. And hoped he wouldn’t see it. And it was incredible, the amount of files you got back with; This is excellent! Who is working this? or comments about work they’d seen your project, where you got to give a smile “Oh, that would be Krennic...” And more than once it raised surprised eyebrows that you were happy to see proven wrong. So, by the end of the project cycle he was practically running half of it. And Orson seemed a lot more confident; and on occasion he even wore a smile. That meant he was present at the end of project drinks reception... but you were surprised to find him standing alone, sipping from a whisky glass. “Impeccable work, Orson.” He never turned that smile on you, not once. But he couldn’t help doing so at that. And that made you happier than you had been at the outcome of the project. Finally, he might trust you enough to give you his smile. “I suppose, without getting the opportunity to project lead...” “Say nothing of it. I knew you would be the right man for the job...” His face clearly read confused; Either she’s already drunk… or she wants something else… “Surprising really that you didn’t have me on a tighter leash the whole time.” “Why would you say that?” You were curious as to his reasoning. Orson gave a nonchalant shrug; “Oh, well...” he breathed, “you like it don’t you. Lording that rank bar of yours over me.” Part of you rebuked that, part of you couldn’t help but think he was right. And you felt a little ashamed; “I just like being in charge. I earned this rank... just like everyone else.” “Yes, but not everyone else sat in my lectures dying for the day that they could prove me wrong, did they?” “I didn’t necessarily want to prove you wrong...” you still held that small smile, “Maybe I did wanna wipe that smug smirk off your face.” But he didn’t really take that as a light hearted joke. In fact he laughed, almost bitterly and tipped his glass to you; that was sarcasm. “Well, congratulations, Y/N. You succeeded.” He finished the glass, set it down, and fixed you with those blue eyes. You’d lost him, you knew, they were hard and cold and nearly grey. “Now if you’ll excuse me...” Krennic turned away from you, then figured he had more to say and turned back; “I would appreciate it if any time I am put on another project with you, you will pass up the chance to work with me.” “Orson I-” he held up his hand not wanting to hear it, and trying to ignore the pains in his chest at saying this. He had his reasons; he knew what the looks you were giving him were doing to him. It was a confusing and he didn’t like it. Krennic’s only option was to cut it before it began. So he did. “Please. I would like to decline any other offer of work. So, simply don’t make them... maybe I’ll see you around the galaxy, Y/N.” It was all well and good him ignoring his own pains... but you gathered your hands to your own chest. He couldn’t help you ignore yours. *** There was a sharp knock at your door, and you thought twice about answering it – you were busy. If it was important they’d come back. Only the knock was persistent, and sounded a little more than just urgent. When you opened it, you didn’t expect to come face to face with Orson Krennic. Your eyebrows furrowed; oh, now he was actively seeking you out to add another point to his futile argument. Despite the fact you hadn’t seen him for another few months since the Weapons briefing, and also he’d told you he didn’t want to work with you anymore. That left you a little icy with him, if only to try and protect yourself, his words had stung pretty bad; and you’d exchanged pretty sharp glances the entire way through the briefing. You both knew the other one wanted this one badly. Instead of looking angry like he was about to jab accusations at you, he looked perplexed. For a second both of you stood in silence – because you wanted him to admit to you why he was here, and he didn’t want to voice it. So instead you were standing in a silent corridor staring each other down with two equally confused expressions. Krennic conceded, and his eyes lowered from yours as he held up the thick sheet of folded paper; “…I… Don’t understand…” You were glad he wasn’t looking at your face, because for half a second you knew that sheer panic crossed it. He wasn’t supposed to know about it! He at least wasn’t supposed to know it was you who had recommending him – you narrowed your eyes slightly. Bastards-! You couldn’t trust anyone in this Galaxy! You took a moment to compose yourself and spoke; “Why?” His eyes raised, and he looked at least slightly ashamed “…I thought…” “You probably thought right, but I know someone worthy of a promotion when I see one.” Krennic gained a slight squint at your ‘compliment’ – but he wanted more of an answer than that; “That doesn’t explain why…” You nodded to the paper, “You shouldn’t even know it was me. I don’t need to explain anything.” “I don’t have the commendation – I just have your name.” You folded your arms and leant against the door frame; “So, you think I’m just going to let you read it?” “…E… Even if you just give me the highlights.” “No.” “Why?!” “You have no right to information! That’s meant to be anonymous – they’ll probably tell you when they give you your new rank bar. Are we done?” You stepped back but he took a step forward; “Y/N! I’m not leaving until you tell me why.” Narrowing your eyes again, you attempted to push him backwards, but he wasn’t budging. “Orson Callan Krennic! Until you get that new rank, I still out rank you! GET OUT OF MY ROOM!” He sounded both panicked and exasperated as he ran his hands through his hair; “That’s not the point! I thought you wanted this!!!” “The battle station project? – I do. But I still know when someone can do the work better than me. And you can. More importantly, that’s what the Empire needs… and you have the process and resource. You do that right, you’re going to be more than just promoted.” He looked to the paper again; apparently every word out of your mouth was only serving to confuse him more; “…But it’d do the same for you.” “But you want it. So take it. Besides…” You offered a small smile “You know me, I’ll work quietly in the background, and should you fail…” You gave a shrug “Guess it’s mine.” Suddenly your smile transferred to him; “If I fail, you’re in as bad a position as me.” He waved the letter “You promoted me.” “Orson, honey, you can be one in a long line of mistakes I’ve made – the trick is, if you make yourself indispensable. People overlook that – how is it my fault if you don’t live up to expectations.” There was a subtle step back at that, not the sentence. The word. You’d just given him a cute nick-name without a second thought, and he didn’t know if that or the letter was the more confusing thing of the day. And now he was having trouble focusing his thought pattern on where he was previously heading… Krennic was usually quicker than this, and as you had to wait for another retaliation, and he searched your room as if somehow the words he was looking for would be somewhere in here – you sighed. “Orson…” Your voice was soft and it brought his focus back to you “Come here… sit down… If you won’t leave without knowing why, and you’re gonna stand in my doorway looking like that, we might as well get comfortable and talk about this…” He was slightly hesitant at first, but the good intentions look on your face persuaded him to take the offered seat on your couch. “Drink?” He gave a firm nod and you crossed the room; you would assume him a whisky man, and would join him. Why would you drink anything less - by the look on his own face both of you might be in need of this by the time the night was through. You turned back to him eyeing your living quarters suspiciously, which made you chuckle. “Relax yourself Orson, this should be more of a celebration afterall... you’re not in trouble. When they present you your bar, I’ll hardly even be able to tell you what to do - which I think is what you want, isn’t it?” But that meant you wouldn’t look at him the way you did, or smile at him like that absentmindedly either. Would you work together now? Could you co-head projects. He smiled at his own thought - he might enjoy that a lot, he realised. Equals. It would be a new experience, but he would like to get used to it. You sat up on the couch, curling your legs up under you and handing him his glass; “…I’m not going to repeat the letter. But part of me is surprised you’d actively seek me out to find out why.” “…I…” He tipped his head and took a sip, words were clearly going to be a struggle for a man who didn’t exactly use them sparingly; but knew smarter ways to use them. “…Guess I just wouldn’t expect you to be the one. All you’ve ever done is push me.” “Yes.” “…And it hasn’t exactly ever been nice pushing. Every chance you get you push me down. Our last project you stole everything from me our first meeting and then went ahead and gave it to me anyway once I was assigned to you. Even I know it’s so you can walk around with that rank and…” He paused at the perplexed look on your face “…I’m…wrong?” “A little.” You gave a smile “Yes. I pushed you; and now you’re here. Doing work, no offense, you wouldn’t get to do without me. In meetings you wouldn’t be in without my invite. I didn’t do what I did in the briefing to undermine you – I did it to strengthen your position.” You set your glass down with a sigh; “Think about it. Sure you’re experienced; but even you know you have a reputation in this galaxy Orson. And it’s not the same reputation as me. They trust me to get it done, and they will overlook you. In a room like that the project is going one way even if you’re the smartest man in it.” You pointed to yourself “I’m not even sure it’s rank related; but if you want to use that against me, I suppose you’re more welcome.” It was clear he didn’t like some of the words that came out of your mouth, but he decided to swallow his pride with his whisky instead of argue with you. “You’re telling me you did all of that for my own good.” “Yes.” “Bullsh*t.” “Believe that if you want to. You’re outstanding at what you do. If I have to make people see that I will. Now you have the opportunity to make them see it for themselves. Go do it, don’t squander it.” You narrowed your eyes slightly; “And be respectful that it’s my name on that promotion slip.” He finished his glass and set it down; “Is it really because you think I deserve it?” You scoffed “What else would it be?” When he turned those blue eyes back on you, it was a knowing look. And it saw right through you. Your breath momentarily caught. “…I know, how you look at me.” He shook his head, “And I think I understand that feeling even less.” You bit your lips together, and you couldn’t hold those eyes. Faint pink crossed your cheeks, but it didn’t need to for him to know he was right. “…I can separate personal and professional, Krennic. It has nothing to do with my… feelings.” “So you admit you have them-!?” He was amazed at that, that you would just outright tell him. If your aim was to confound him even more you were certainly succeeding. You sighed, almost sounding defeated, and finally when you looked back to him, it was that look in your eyes he missed so much from the first project you’d worked on together; you weren’t hiding it, and you weren’t holding it back. And you came to a sudden realisation of your own; he already knew. “Y/N… I-” Krennic paused. How could he not know what to say? Maybe there wasn’t anything to say? But how could there not be. There was so much to say – too much to say? And he was as caught between personal feelings, that he’d kept at bay so easily since he’d walked away from you at the celebration, and professional ones; the things he should say at your commendation to lead to his promotion. He’d be a Director now. That was all on you. He’d head a Division of his own. He’d work on the battle station. He would lead that work. There was a long silence, and when he opened his mouth again you knew why. “Thank you.” Suddenly every feature was sincere “…I don’t think I’ll… say it enough…” It was quiet admittance. And you knew he’d probably never say it again. You smiled, that same small smile that always brought him back to you from a galaxy far, far away. “You don’t need to say it. I know.” Something in his blue eyes stirred and he realised you had no idea, that he would know how you felt from every non-verbal interaction you’d ever given him. That you had no idea he felt similarly. Until right now. Something was so clear about the way he was sitting across from you, that he would even bother coming here to ask questions – and wouldn’t just take the promotion whilst brushing the name aside. You took the initiative. “So, the question…” you nearly smirked, knowing he’d like this; “…Director, is where do we go from here? Because I think for once, I’m pretty unclear…” Krennic leant closer to you, and you realised you weren’t about to back out of this; “…I don’t know…” His lips hovered over yours; “…But we can start here…”

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