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tarotbydelilah444 · 9 months

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♌️✨What Does Leo Season Have In Store For You?

hi guys! welcome to Leo season & happy solar return to all the Leos out there. I’m a Leo moon. Hope you enjoy the reading and don’t forget to like, share, and comment what pile resonated for you. As always, sending you love and light✨🤍 - Delilah pile one ✨

crystal for leo season | tiger’s eye

message for ♌️ season | butterfly | you will definitely be going through some major changes and transformations during Leo season, regardless if you expected or didn’t expect it. It’s time for you to change and grow because the old chapter no longer fits who you are in this current moment. Change is necessary in order for us all to grow, even when it feels uncertain and scary. You will be a brand new person in the end. Remain hopeful.

Some of you will be getting into sound healing. You should try out Reiki to help you balance your chakras and even balance your mind, body, and soul. Balance will be a big theme for you, as you could be trying to release certain things in your life that no longer serve your highest good whether it be people, places, or situations that knock you off balance. I see you building strength to fight back against anyone and anything that may have gotten in your way. You will be determined to protect your energy from anyone or anything that tries to destroy your peace. You will be focusing on what brings your strength and stability. You could also find yourself focusing on your outer appearance more than normal. If you been wanting to work on your body, this is your sign to create a workout plan, join a fitness program, take a workout class , work with a personal trainer, or create your own workout playlist from home to do. Make goals for yourself and track your growth to help you continue your journey. Don’t be afraid to challenge yourself. You will be going through changes, but it’s in your highest favor. Old cycles are closing and new cycles are ready to began, once you accept this change. Everything will be working out in your favor. The universe is on your side and guiding you towards your destiny.

health | you could be a bit disorganized when it comes to your health. Your emotional health could be controlling you at this time when it should be the other way around. You may have a lot going on at the moment and it’s affecting your mental health. You are overextending and exhausting yourself to the point that you cannot think straight. You need to create a routine that can help eliminate any distractions, stress, or anxiety that you may be dealing with. Focus on the things that are within your control and leave the rest. Some of you could be relying on substances/addictions to help you deal with your issues and this is only hurting you. Try taking a break from these distractions and seeking out help from a trusted friend, family member, or therapist. Also slow down, you could be overindulging in too many at things, only you know what it is.

career & finances | make sure that you are making good financial decisions. Don’t spend your money on things you don’t need or that won’t be valuable down the line. This is not the time to make bad investments when it comes to money and career. Do your research and ask for a second opinion before making any financial decisions. You are waiting to see if you will get approved for something (new house, new car, or a new job). It will likely work out in your favor, so give it some time. If you already working, I see that you will be evaluated and watched closely by your superiors to determine if you are capable for a promotion or higher position. Make sure that you are doing your part and do it well because you may get rewarded for your efforts. If you have been slacking, it’s time for you to reevaluate your priorities and get your shit together when it comes to your professional life and finances.

love | you are being asked to take charge of your love life and make the first move. Don’t be afraid to be vulnerable and express how you feel towards your love interest. Make your intentions clear, so there is no room for confusion. You are seeking stability and commitment when it comes to matters of the heart. If you are single, you will be meeting someone that is older and mature. This person will be able to grant you stability, commitment, and longevity, if you are open up to the possibility. This person seems to know what he/she wants and they expect the same attitude from you. If you’re dealing with an ex partner, I see that they have been thinking about you and may come forward soon or contact you. You may not trust this person and believe that they have bad intentions. Always trust your intuition. For those in relationships, if you and your partners have been having issues, I see it improving and the both of you will be bringing stability back into the connection.

channeled messages | April (the month/name), someone is sending you evil eye, karma is coming, family issues, Aries, Scorpio, Pisces, Taurus, Leo, Aquarius, and Sagittarius, piercings, glasses, phone number, new phone, new number, incoming phone call or text message, following your destiny, marriage, and commitment

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crystal for leo season | pyrite

message for ♌️ season | feather |

be honest with yourself. There is somewhere in your life where you haven’t been upfront. You are not being honest about something or this could be someone being dishonest with you about something. You are being asked to speak your truth and give the gift of honesty rather than lying or keeping secrets. the truth will set you free.

Connect with crystals. You guys will be working with crystals or collecting crystals. You will be working with crystals to help you set intentions for yourself or to attract opportunities towards you quicker. Start working with beginner crystals and learning their meanings and their benefits. Use your crystals during your meditation practice, in your home, your car, or on your physical body to absorb the energy you pick up in your surroundings or that can correspond with a specific chakra. You guys could also be budgeting and paying more attention to your finances and expenses in Leo season. Set money aside for expenses in one account and money for minor inconveniences and emergencies expenses. Make sure that you are being responsible and wise when it comes to your finances. For some, you could be wanting to come up with new ideas to generate more money. You could want to start a business and you are researching and creating a business plan to make this happen. Also, work with crystals that are associated with money and prosperity. Use pyrite, tiger’s eye, green aventurine, and citrine. You will be emotionally fulfilled in Leo season. Be ready to be happier than you possible can imagine. Be open to receiving any and all blessings that are coming in for you. You will be feeling more secure and at peace than before. You will also be feeling balanced, creative, and playful during this time. Enjoy it!

health | you will be discovering that you are pregnant in Leo season. So if you needed confirmation, here it is and congratulations in advance. For some, who have been trying to get pregnant, this may be a good time to start trying again or you will be receiving a miracle from the universe. Be gentle and patient with yourself, continue to take care of yourself because your wish will be granted soon. For others, this could be an unexpected pregnancy and you are deciding to keep this a secret for now, it would be wise to tell someone close to you for you to get the help that you need. For others, it may be time for a health checkup or you need to make some improvements in terms of your health. This could be exercising more, eating healthier, and avoiding unnecessary foods. Try to prioritize your health by starting a self-care routine, or making improvements in your self-care routine to help you stay focused and consistent. You will see results over time, if your remain consistent with your regimen.

career & finances | you could be waiting to hear back from a new job or a position that you applied for. The news may be a bit delayed, but you will get the job. If you are applying for a new job make sure that you do your research before applying for the job. This would be a great time to make any changes and improvements to your resume, if you need to. If you are looking to start your own business, it would be a great time to create a business plan and research methods on how to start, manage, and promote your business. Be open to advice and learning new things. When it comes to your finances, you need to make sure that you are paying attention and being mindful of your spending and your expenses. Make sure that you are reading over your contracts or agreements before making purchases or making any financial decisions. Some of you could also decide to go back to school to receive better job opportunities.

love | you are being asked to be patient when it comes to your love life. The universe is crafting the perfect person for you and will deliver this individual in divine timing. You are being encouraged to focus on what you need and want from your partner. Don’t force or rush a connection because you want to hurry up the process to find love. If you are a partnered up with someone, I feel like this person is a divine counterpart and you will be balancing out the connection if there has been any issues or misunderstandings. Love is about balance and harmony, so work things out with your person.

channeled messages | starting a family, building/buying a new home, soulmates, June (month/name), short, someone still talks about you to their friends and family, Sagittarius, Capricorn, Virgo, Taurus, Aquarius, Libra, and Gemini, a truth/news being exposed, rewards from the universe, making amends, red hair, straight hair, secrets and hidden information, clarity, profitable new ideas, and angel number # 111

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crystal for leo season | citrine

message for ♌️ season | lion | believe in your power. Do you believe in your inner power, so why aren’t you standing in your power or embracing your power. you are capable of accomplishing anything that you put your mind in. You need to start believing in yourself and stop looking for outer validation from others. Be your own cheerleader.

Make sure that your are prioritizing your health. If you have any health issues make sure you are addressing these concerns with your healthcare provider. Some of you should go in for a health checkup to make sure that you are in perfect health, so schedule a doctors appointment as soon as possible. Remember that health is wealth. Start to prioritize self-care. Show you body some extra love and care, if you have been feeling overwhelmed and being abandoning your needs. Try taking a long relaxing bath to help relieve any stress that you’ve been holding in your body. I feel like you guys have been ignoring your body signaling for you to take a break and relax. Honor your body, mind, and spirit by showing it some well deserve tender, love, and care. You will be in a much happier and better place in Leo season. The cloudy days are over and the sun has shined again. All your worries will soon dissipate, and be replaced with happiness, joy, peace, and clarity. Everything will be working out in your favor and will be getting better. You will be glowing and radiating, after a period of sadness and this will attract others to your optimistic and radiate energy.

health | pay attention to your mental and emotional health, as it’s affecting your physical health. Some of you could be dealing with depression, anxiety, or the aftermath of a traumatic event. Make sure that you are reaching out for support if you are struggling. It’s okay to grieve and process your emotions but accept help from others. You don’t have to do it alone. For some, this could be an issue related to your heart. This is the time to listen to your body and give it what it needs in order for you to stay healthy. Limit the amount of stress and give yourself some time to recuperate and recover. Stop feeling guilty for taking care of yourself first.

career & finances | your finances will be more than fine in Leo season, so there is nothing to worry about. Your finances will continue to increase and you will be financially stable. Everything will be a success in terms of your finances and career, as your hard work and efforts have paid off. Continue to be smart with your investments and generating more wealth for yourself. If you have been struggling with finances, I see that your money worries will finally be over, as you can be receive support from others and your hard work will be paying off, so keep up the good work. you could even receive an advance or promotion to a leadership position.

love | your love life might be a mess at the moment. If you are in a relationship, you and your partner could be arguing and in conflict with one another. There is too much pettiness and ego involved and it’s affecting the connection in a negative way and it’s causing lots of unnecessary stress and headaches for you both. If you want this connection to work, try communicating with your partner and discuss what is the root of the issue and work towards fixing it. Don’t let ego and resentment break up this connection, if you and your partner still desire it. If it becomes too much, it may be time to go your separate ways. If you are single, you need to stop self-sabotaging in terms of love, you want to be loved or be in a relationship, but you keep running away from it because you are afraid to be vulnerable or to be hurt. Love is a risk and if you want it, you have to be able to take that risk. There could be a new beginning in love, it’s up to you if you want to take the risk. You should continue focus on healing any traumas you may have experienced in past connections to avoid unpacking it in new connections.

channeled messages | summertime, springtime, Leo, Capricorn, Taurus, Sagittarius and Virgo, green eyes, jealously, new beginnings, ignoring your needs, spiritual awakening, dark night of the soul, heart problems, sacral chakra, lighter complexion, blockages, be generous, treat yourself, counseling/therapy, learning your triggers, clarity, creativity, and setting boundaries

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crystal for leo season | yellow aventurine

message for ♌️ season | deer |

bring gentleness and grace in every aspect of your life. You need to be more gentle and kinder to yourself as you go through your healing journey.

Clear your energy field. You have a lot of negative or unwanted energies that is living in your aura and energetic field. Remove and release anything that no longer serves your highest good and only invite things that you want into your energetic field. Make sure that you are protecting your energy and cleansing your energy regularly. Work with cleansing tools such as crystals, sage, palo santo, or simply meditate or shower. Dancing can be a way to eliminate any energetic blocks in your body. Feel free to allow yourself to be free and dance, no matter how embarrassing it may be or how self conscious it may make you feel. Have fun. Consider taking a dancing class, go out to a club, dance for your partner or with friends. Just have fun and let your creativity run wild. You will be feeling very abundant and in your divine feminine energy. You will be catering to your own needs, but you will also be open to others wanting to cater to you. You will be embracing your softer and more feminine qualities by tapping into your emotions. You will attract people by your loving and compassionate energy. You will also be prioritizing your self-care and self love to attract things and people to you. You will also create something that you invested a lot of time and effort into.

health | anxiety and fear could be ruling your life at the moment and this is affecting your mental, emotional, and physical health. You need to confront these feelings or emotions that is keeping you stuck in fear. Try journaling or talking to someone about your feelings, as they are valid. You could be fearing the worst possible outcome, which may only be in your head, but it could manifest into reality if you don’t confront these issues and fears right away. You are being asked to release these blocked emotions before they poison your body and become hard to deal with. You may even benefit from a chakra cleanse.

career & finances | you may have to make a choice when it comes to a job, whether you want to stay or go find something better. Don’t be afraid to step out your comfort zone and try something new if you been wanting change. Take your time before making a decision, but don’t take too long or you’ll miss out on opportunities. Weight your pros and cons. Some of you could have to travel for work or whatever you decide to do in terms of career and finances will require a partner to help you achieve your goals. You will also be gaining stability in your finances, if it was an issue in the past. By allowing growth and expansion, your finances will improve.

love | love is in the air, if you are single. Get ready to meet someone that you will have a loving and harmonious relationship with. You and this person will be inseparable and have a lot in common. There is a mutual love and respect for each other. This will be emotionally fulfilling and exciting connection. You will know who this person is because you will feel connected to them before you even meet them. If you are in relationship, expect for you and your partner to become even closer and your bond becoming stronger than ever before. Lots of affection and time spent together. It may be a chance that your person may propose to you to solidify this connection. If you are in separation with someone, this person misses you and is thinking about you a lot at this time. There may be a chance for reconciliation and to rebuild the connection.

channeled messages | Latina/Latino, Leo, Scorpio, Taurus, Libra, and Aries, root chakra, solar plexus chakra, and third eye chakra, darker complexion, blue eyes, protection, soulmate connection, creativity, soft-girl era, new hobbies, project, stop looking, choosing between your comfort zone and something new, 222, connecting to your inner wisdom, and stepping into your power

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starilianreads · 1 month

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What's your earth mission??

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Hii guys!! So I'm back with another pac!! Where I'm doing a 5 card + 2 oracle card spread, in which we'll talk about what's your earth mission!

And remember it's a general reading, so only take what resonates and leave what doesn't, and remember there are so many messages for so many people, so if you're interested in learning more about your earth mission, DM me, and we'll either do exchange readings, or paid readings, for your earth mission!!

Side note:-

It's a general reading so take what resonates

English is not my first language so sorry for any grammatical mistakes

I do not fake readings

It's solely based on my intuition

And again, the artwork is made by my brother:))

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Let's get started!! Pac!

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Pile 1

Cards:- The empress, Qow, death, Qop, temperance

Hii pile no.1 here's your reading, let's talk about your earth mission, and like pile no.1?? Who are you seriously asking?? Like you have literally queens and major arcana in your spread?? You work to heal people, this is my earth angels pile!! Healers pile! You work to transform people notions about themselves, like where some people work to motivate others, you literally change the way they look at themselves, tch, simply, if someone is struggling with self-esteem issues, you'll literally change the perspective of themselves how they see it, and like you're literally the earth angels type!! You have so sweet energy? Like people will heal in just in your presence! You can also work with relationship healing? Like for eg. If you're friend is stuck in some relationship problem, you're the one who'll guide her to what to do, to "change" it. You have a thing of "change" pile no.1. But you change people for the better, if someone is in relationship or in friendship with you, they'll definitely tell you, that "you teached me what real friendship means" or "you've teached me what real love means" no matter if it lasts or not, ig people really admire you for that! You're literally like a sunshine! Idk how to express my feelings for you! Lol!! I'm feeling very calm, and bright energy, it's like everyone should feel just once! But you're not meant for everyone, and I'm happy to read your energy hehe🫣😁.

If I describe you, I'll describe you as flowers and sunny bright day! You're like spring season! You have a thing with hands, or your hands are always busy in doing something, you'll never be free ig. You're the god messengers in some way, you definitely resonate with starseeds, lightworkers, and earth angels terms. Because you're like that, you're a fallen angel🦋 I also see, that before you come in others life, God send them some kind of signs that people like you is about to come in your life, or something like that dk if they observe it or pay attention to it or not, but universe do. And when you finally enters, it's like flower blooms, garden blossoms, everywhere is just idk, Idk pile no.1!! One thing for sure, u change people for better! And that's you, so be you always!!🌸💕 You're the new beginning yourself!!🦋☀️

Thank you so much pile 1! I hope you liked it, please lemme know in comments, and thank you very much for your time, I really appreciate it! Lemme know, if you want a personal reading from me!

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Pile 2

Cards:- QoS, the tower, the empress, the high priestess, pow

Hii pile 2! Here's your reading,let's talk about your earth mission. Okay so you people might be kind of witchy, I'm getting heavy Scorpio kind of vibes,or like your intuition is on point, you do tarot, astrology and spell work, and yk all that witchy stuff, I'm getting a girl in my mind who's sitting on a table doing tarot in dark. But this pile is a truth seeker, I'm getting a quote I read somewhere and it goes something like "A disturbing truth is better then a delusion" like I don't remember but it's something like that, and you exactly are that kind of people, like if you do a tarot reading for someone, you'll not sugarcoat it, even if you'll get hate, you don't care, you just want to tell the truth, and nothing matters for you afterwards. You have a strong third eye. your upper chakras are strong and work so well, and this also helps you to see the truth in every situation, people and whatever it is, if a friend has come to you for advice, you won't sugarcoat it, and tell even if it feels a bit disturbing for her. But that's for sure, that you will guide in the right direction, you're the teacher and guide everyone wants. You help people to step back for what's not serving them anymore. But there's a message to bring balance to your upper and down chakras. You have innate psychic abilities and gifts, and you're even aware of it, and it stems from your ancestor line. Especially your maternal side has some psychic people. You're good in artistic fields, and you're an inspiration, and again a great teacher for younger people, no matter what's your age, but you will feel that people younger then you see as their idol sometimes and inspiration as well.

Thank you so much pile 2! I hope you liked it, please lemme know in comments, and thank you very much for your time, I really appreciate it! Lemme know, if you want a personal reading from me!

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Pile 3

Cards:- 2os,5op,8oc, the magician, 4ow.

Hii pile no.3 here's your reading! Let's talk about your earth mission. Idk why, but I'm getting reminded of a video I've seen about the earth mission, and that was my pile where she said that I've kind of dark earth mission? And idk how much true it was, but I'm kind of getting same energies here, that you poke something in people, the part which they've to heal in themselves, or the part, which they've to let go of. Things which are not serving them anymore, because pile no.2 was more of like guide to people who wants a reality check, and you're? Idk how to convey that in words, but you're someone who make people rethink or just give them a space to just contemplate to where they're in life, what they're doing currently, and things like that. You make them think, whatever they're doing in their life. Kind of random but that's what you got, I'm getting hanged man energy, so it's possible that you're yourself is this way, where you contemplate a lot, before coming to a conclusion, or like always finding something to let go of heal inside or outside? Pisces-virgo energies? Yeah? You're like an angel. And the energy you've is what you trigger in others. This doesn't mean, that you're not there for people who are in a bad place, you're and also you give people advices, that what should they do, to come out of this situation, because you've already dealt with that situation completely and also get out of there. You're a solution oriented person. And maybe that's why the case, you might attract people who are stuck in some kind of situations, and you people made them rethink there choices or where they're being headed in their life. You made them think deeply, and go into the roots of any cause. You can be a great psychologist!

Thank you so much pile 3! I hope you liked it, please lemme know in comments, and thank you very much for your time, I really appreciate it! Lemme know, if you want a personal reading from me!

Thank you so much for being here everyone! Thanks for your time! The messages was definitely meant for you, that's why you we're here:)) <333

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cinnbar-bun · 1 year

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Unrefined

Pairing: P5 Protag x GN!Reader (Ren Amamiya is used as his name)

Summary: Ren is happy to see you again after being separated from you for many years since you two were children. However, he knows he's not exactly the best choice for a boyfriend. In order to look cool, he tries to approach you as Joker.

Of course, reality isn't always that easy and he learns that looking cool isn't the most important thing when it comes to love and friendships.

Rating: G

A/n: Ahhhh I'm loving P5R and I'm loving Ren very much!

Ren was many things growing up. He was rather lackadaisical, unsure of himself, and oftentimes, just plain messy. He was caring and sweet, but his airheadedness had, on multiple occasions, led to some awkward encounters with other people. It was mostly through growing up together that you had understood what he really meant, but not everyone was willing to make the time.

You two had been inseparable as kids, always doing everything with one another. You had seen each other at your most awkward and weirdest- like when you got braces or when he broke his arm trying to do cool moves on the jungle gym. You dressed up in matching costumes and outfits for all sorts of events. He even took you to the middle school dance when no one else bothered with you two. You shared your dreams, worst nightmares, struggles- everything.

Yet, that connection had to be strained when your parents were relocated to Tokyo for work.

His home just wasn’t the same without you. So you two tried to keep contact with each other every day. Texting, calling, sending emails or doing video calls together was such a normal part of his routine.

He told you about how your old home was doing, anything new that was going (there was rarely anything new, though) so a majority of it was spent discussing Tokyo.

“You’d never believe all the lights! It’s crazy bright over here.”

“Yeah, I don’t think I can. Sounds like a hassle, though. Aren’t all those people and lights annoying?”

You only laughed at his response- of course shy and withdrawn Ren would never love a city like this.

Years passed and you two did your best to continue talking, but slowly every day became every other day, to maybe once a week, to sporadically whenever. There was just a lot to deal with, and life at Shujin Academy was anything but easy. He just had to settle for brief text messages and possible calls and gifts for things like birthdays and holidays.

He was stressed after his hearing, so he broke his personal rule of trying to leave you some space to send a message.

Hey it’s kinda urgent do you have time to call?

“Hey, Ren, what’s u-,” you gasped. You looked at him like he was an alien from outer space, and he figured it must be because of how awful he looked right now.

“Something wrong? You just stopped talking,” he commented.

“Yeah, I’m fine. Sorry. What’s up? You said it was urgent. Are you doing okay?” You sent a barrage of questions his way and Ren slid a hand through his hair.

“Want the good news or bad news first?” He responded, ignoring your questions.

“Um…” you rose an eyebrow at what he could have possibly done to warrant this question. “Bad first?”

“I’m on probation.”

“WHAT?” You screamed, yet Ren didn’t flinch. “What do you mean probation? What the hell did you do?”

“Some asshole framed me for assault when I was protecting a woman,” he casually answered, as if it was just a normal occurrence for him.

“Seriously? And you still got in trouble?”

“Yeah. It sucks, honestly,” he sighed.

“Jeez I’m…” You looked crestfallen at his explanation and he felt bad he made you feel so glum. “I’m sorry.”

“Not your fault. Besides, there’s some good news.”

“What’s the good news? Please don’t give me another heart attack.”

“I’m moving to Tokyo. Some guy my parents are friends with is taking me in while I’m on probation. And I’m going to that Sunshine Academy you go to.”

“It’s Shujin, for one thing,” you corrected him. “But you’re really coming to Tokyo? Oh my gosh, it’s gonna be like the old times again! I have so many places to show you and take you! You’re gonna love it, I promise.”

“Eh, I dunno. I’m just gonna try and avoid those places. Sorry, I know you probably wanted it to be super fun and all, but I don’t wanna go to jail. It’s a miracle they even left me with only probation. I’m even donning a disguise.”

“A disguise? What do you mean?”

He pulled up a pair of black, thick-framed glasses.

You pinched the bridge of your nose and shook your head.

“That’s not a disguise. Come on, Ren, you can’t be serious.”

“I am. Look,” he put the glasses on and you stared at him deeply. You looked deep in thought and he wondered what was crossing your mind. “See? No one would punch a guy with glasses.”

“You’re hopeless,” you chuckled at his antics.

“But you still love me, right?” He whined, pouting like a child.

“Of course,” you said, the words slipping right out of you. A warm smile crept on your lips as you gazed at him. “So… when you come to Tokyo, I’ll make sure you have the best probation ever. You can even visit my house. It’s got a nice view of the city and we have a great diner nearby.”

He smiled for what felt like the first time in a while since this miserable incident.

“Thanks, (Y/n), I know I can always count on you.”

A few more pleasantries were exchanged and you two logged off, leaving him staring alone at his own reflection from his computer. He looked down at himself and frowned.

Great, he was going to see his best friend (and crush) for the first time in years, and it’s because he was accused of committing a crime. In some ways, though, he felt safe with you and could put his probation aside.

He hoped you would continue to be his friend in Tokyo. It was probably going to be a long year there, and he wasn’t looking forward to all the judgmental people. So much for being a guy you could depend on. Just like always, you were the one who would have to help him and accept him. He wished he was not this lame dude who couldn’t even handle a few rumors, but this isolation was killing him.

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Ren always knew he wasn’t the most attractive guy ever. Or the smartest. Or the most courageous or confident. Barely had any talents or future aspirations beyond “just make it to the weekend”. He was pretty below-average, all things considered. And he was honest about that, like he was with pretty much everything else. He didn’t like beating around the bush or lying to others.

Sadly, his big mouth got him into this probation (he still didn’t regret it) but man, it was exhausting to try and bite his tongue back at every opportunity.

He couldn’t fight back or argue when the people made audacious claims about him. Couldn’t say a thing when people purposefully riled him up to get him to act out. Ren couldn’t even properly ask out the best friend he had loved since they were kids. Nor could he defend them whenever someone tried to spread rumors about them because of their association with him.

But, that was Ren.

Joker, however, was a completely different story. Joker was cool, suave, elegant- everything the clumsy second-year wasn’t. He could flirt with monsters and defeat evil while looking completely badass doing it.

But it’s not like he could be Joker all the time, not with the Phantom Thieves working in the shadows and him still being under the watchful eye of almost everyone in society. He had to keep it quiet.

Joker was Ren’s safe space to act out and be the man he wished to be. No one knew who he was, no one held any expectations for him- they just knew he was there to get the job done. And he did it, flawlessly, every time.

Which is why it was frustrating Ren would get so tongue-tied the minute he wished to talk to you.

The years were kind to you- very kind to you, actually- and he marveled at how you grew to be more confident and proud than when you were younger. You had a steady head on your shoulders, leading you to be the secretary of the student council and great in your club activities.

He wished he could spill everything to you, everything about the Phantom Thieves, the Metaverse, personas- it would be so much easier if you knew. But he knew that if he bothered, you would simply laugh and say he probably was pounding too many energy drinks. None of it was believable, even to his own self.

He hated lying to you, he despised it so much, but you were too understanding to call him out on his bullshit. You knew he was lying through his teeth about being ‘busy’, and he knew you were lying when you would smile and say you were ‘fine’ when he would miss out on another outing.

He didn’t know how to make it up to you or truly admit he was the Phantom Thief that had grown so popular.

He had brought this question up to his team members, and frankly, all of them were sending mixed signals.

“Do not reveal your identity to them! They could be a traitor and rat us all out! Or worse, they could try and use you!” Makoto would say.

“You should totally reveal it! And you love them a lot, right? Maybe you can make it up to them by taking them to an all-you-can-eat buffet with extra dessert!” Ann squealed.

“No, make it meat! They gotta love that, right?” Ryuji would add.

“I would say a buffet is not classy enough. You wish to showcase your heart’s true intentions to them, no? You should whisk them away to a beautiful resort and craft a gorgeous jewel that they can wear to remind them of you and-”

“Yusuke… you do recognize Ren is a poor high school kid, right?” Futaba raised an eyebrow. “I don’t think he even has a dollar to his name, right now.”

“I have twenty dollars to my name, thank you very much,” Ren corrected. “Wait- no- that’s not the point.”

And then he was back to square one. Sure, he read Reckless Casanova and The Art of Charm, and it did help as Joker, but he was helpless when it came to you.

There’s no way you’d like whimpering, pathetic Ren, especially when compared to the city boys of Tokyo, who were way flashier, energetic, and could treat you right. Unlike him, who couldn’t even say a word when people smeared your name.

That’s when a thought came to mind- he should confess to you as Joker! Joker was everything Ren was not, and you’d surely fall for him, right? All he’d have to do is play it cool as Joker, and you’d be swooning for him in no time!

He imagined the scenario in his head.

You were there, sitting in your dark room with your balcony window open. He would jump through the buildings and smoothly glide to your balcony. You would be breathless at the sight of this handsome phantom thief, who looked so similar to someone you knew, but unlike him, this man was cooler. Better. Smarter. He was the entire package.

You would be crying over that lame good-for-nothing boy who gave you nothing but trouble, and Joker would wipe your tears away.

Perhaps he’d say a really nice line in French to really hammer in the ‘phantom thief’ act. You’d embrace him and he’d confess your undying love to him, and you would accept it in a heartbeat.

Yeah, this plan had zero chance of failing.

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Ren, donning his disguise and mask, descended upon your rooftop. He made sure to be as quiet as possible, hoping to fulfill the dream movie scenario he had planned up. It was foolproof, he’d smugly thought.

As he was preparing to jump down to your balcony, he noticed something shuffling near him.

Was it someone watching him? He turned back to see a group of rats in the darkness, watching him.

“Shoo! Go away!” He swatted at them. Some went scrambling and he thought he was in the clear. That was until he heard their chittering and squeaking. The group had ran back to him and were hissing at him, and he brought out his dagger. “Shit-!”

The rats lunged at him and he quickly jumped down on your balcony to avoid getting bitten by one of them. He crashed onto the floor and groaned in pain, cursing the rats and the concrete of the balcony.

He heard some shuffling and the balcony door swung open, revealing a very angry you with your cellphone at your side.

“Wonder what-” you screamed as you locked eyes with him, and slammed the door shut. “Who the hell are you?! Get the hell out of here or I’m calling the police!”

You typed something on your phone and Ren was panicking. Shit, he couldn’t mess up or get caught by the police. That would ruin his life and everyone else in the Phantom Thieves’s life.

“W-wait! S’il vous plait!” He screeched one of the few phrases of French he knew. He slapped himself internally at the fact he even used French when you were trying to call the cops.

Great job, brainiac.

You seemed taken aback by him until you put your phone down and raised a knowing eyebrow at him.

“Ren? What are you doing?” You asked.

Now he was in deep shit. He quickly stood up and posed by the balcony, as if he was just casually strolling by.

“I don’t know who-” Crap, I can’t use my voice. He cleared his throat and tried to make it deeper. “Uh, I mean, I don’t know who this ‘Ren’ person is.”

You looked unimpressed, and he knew his cover was blown.

“Ren, what’s with the get up and trying to break into my house?”

“I assure you, (Y/n), I was not trying to break into your house!” He answered in his fake, deep voice.

You strode over to him, and he leaned back into the balcony ledge, trying to avoid touching you.

Too close! Too fast! Shit! Abort! Abort! Abort mission! We’ll get them next time!

“So, mysterious stranger who is not Ren,” you sarcastically began, “what are you doing here?”

You stepped closer and he leaned closer against the edge. He peered down and saw how far below the sidewalk was and gulped.

“I-I am- gah!” He felt his body slip over the ledge after he tried to lean against it. He yelped and quickly brought out his grappling hook and shot it to your balcony, before slinging himself back up.

He sat on the ledge, crossing his leg over the other and running a hand through his hair as if he wasn’t about to fall to his death just seconds before.

“I couldn’t help but um, couldn’t help but be taken aback with your beauty, mon amour!” He dramatically stated, winking at you and handing you a (crumpled) rose he had picked out earlier for this very moment.

Unlike in the dream sequence he conjured up, you were not breathless or swooning- instead, you were laughing.

“Oh my gosh, Ren, what the hell is all this?” You said in between bouts of laughter.

Normally, he loved your laugh, but in this situation, he felt his pride crumble to dust.

“I… I, uh…” Not even Joker could save him. He could practically hear Arsene in the back of his head howling in laughter at the way he messed up.

Ren sighed and took off the mask.

“Yeah, okay, you figured it out, it’s me,” he said, defeated and exhausted. You wiped the tears out of your eyes and examined him.

“Wait, no way! You’re part of the Phantom Thieves-” you loudly exclaimed, and Ren shushed you quickly.

“You can’t reveal it out loud! I’m not even supposed to be here!”

“Sorry,” you complied, whispering to him. “You’re part of the Phantom Thieves?”

He nodded.

“Yes, you’re looking at the leader of them.”

“No way…” You stared, gobsmacked.

“Listen, I get it, it’s hard to believe and you may think I’m crazy but-”

“Huh? This explains everything!” You grinned. “I just… I just thought you were avoiding me and didn’t wanna see me again. You avoided me for so long and always hung out with the others, I assumed you got tired of me! But really, you were a part of the Ph-”

“Shhhh! Not so loud!” He whisper-shouted.

You fanned yourself and he noticed your eyes were becoming wet with tears. Your face was turning red and you were straining yourself to not cry.

“Crap, I didn’t mean to make you cry,” he apologized. “This wasn’t how I wanted this to go…”

“Well, you idiot, of course you make me cry. We were best friends and this whole time I thought you hated me. Why didn’t you just tell me sooner? Why didn’t you trust me? Did you think I would have told on you? And now you’re coming here randomly at night and pretending you’re not even you! Don’t you know how that looks to me?”

“I know, I know I…” he shamefully looked at the ground. “I know. I messed up. I messed up really bad but that’s why I came. I didn’t know who to trust, and I didn’t want you to get hurt because of me. And I see that I was the fool for not believing in you to begin with. You were always too good for me, (Y/n). So I wanted to be upfront with you and give you this.”

Ren extended his hand to show the broken rose again as he rubbed the back of his neck.

“I’m not perfect. I’m not as handsome, or as rich, or as cool as the other guys and I am a huge coward. I run at every opportunity. But I wanted to have you see me as… you know… someone better than me. Someone who could treat you right, defend you, and not have you always try to care for them. I know I’ve been an asshole, and I wanted to fix it. I wanted to just be someone you could rely on for a moment. Because you mean the world to me. Always have.”

You gasped and he looked at you to see your reaction. A few tears had fallen down your cheek and you covered your mouth in shock.

“Sorry, I know you’re probably upset so I’ll leave-” he began, putting a leg over the ledge to jump down when you grabbed him.

“D-don’t walk away, idiot! You didn’t even let me respond!” You shouted tearfully. He settled back onto the balcony and you threw your arms around him. “You’re really dense. You’re not a bother to me and I don’t want anyone but you. I don’t want this Joker guy, or those other people in our school. I just want you, Ren. Did you really think I would continue hoping for you to see me more if I didn’t care for you? Did you really think I would wait around for just about anybody?”

Now he felt his face heat up.

“Wait, you mean it? You like me too?” His gray eyes sparkled under the moonlight and his smile was wide. He must have looked so stupid, but he didn’t care at this moment. He was just happy you didn’t hate him and actually liked him!

“Yes, but if you wanna make it up to me, you have to promise something.” You pushed yourself off of him for a brief moment and had a serious look on your face.

“Anything.”

“No more lying to me like that. Please don’t hide things from me.”

“I promise.”

“Good. Don’t underestimate the both of us together. I rely on you just as much as you rely on me, silly. You don’t have to be anything other than you. I like how dorky and lame you are sometimes.”

Ren let out an offended gasp.

“I’m not dorky!” You smirked and pulled him down by the collar. He felt his heart race a mile a minute and he was curious what you were going to do next.

“Shut up and kiss me already, Ren,” you laughed, and he felt himself melt at the sound of your voice.

“Of course, my treasure,” he grinned as he tried to go through every tip those romantic books wrote in his head.

He pressed his lips against yours gently, almost unsure if he should even go through with it. You kissed him back and he felt himself slowly let go of his insecurities and enjoy your presence like this.

The need for air arose so he (unfortunately) separated himself from you. You laughed quietly as you stared into his eyes, and he wanted to memorize every detail about you.

“You kiss a bit too well, Ren, don’t tell me you practiced with someone else?” You teased.

“N-no I just… read a lot of books.” You snorted at his response and pressed a kiss to his nose.

“Gosh, you’re the best. Don’t tell me you also learned your terrible French from those books too?”

“Maybe…”

Sure he wasn’t perfect, but in this moment. There was nobody he’d rather be than himself in all his imperfect glory.

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s0ulsniper · 1 year

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Avengers + more reacting to their s/o wearing a suit.

Warnings: None, just fluff and maybe suggestive content if that's offensive.

Included: Bucky, Tony, Bruce, Steve, Wanda, Pietro, Natasha, Peter, Sam, Loki, Thor, Clint.

Word count: 1.6k+

Summary: The avengers + others reaction to you wearing a suit. I added somewhat of a plot to each one.

This idea I got from @lavenderacademia in their recent post. Go check it out !! <3

Use of feminine nicknames but it is all gender neutral!!

Also, if you want me to add anymore people please comment or DM me. I added as many people as I thought of at the moment, I've thought of adding Carol and Rhodey.

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Bucky:

– Even though you were telling him you were planning on wearing a suit to Starks party for the past week, nothing could prepare him for ACTUALLY seeing you.

– He knocks on your door, he's already ready.

– You yell back "one second !" and he patiently waits while you finish up your attire.

– After a minute he hears you tell to come in.

– He softly opens the door and tracks around the room until he finds your figure standing in front of the mirror fixing the final touches.

– He totally did not stare for the longest, frozen in place.

– "Buck, what's wrong?"

– That snaps him back to reality and he quickly apologizes.

– You definitely laugh at him.

– He's just very proud to have you as his date.

– Wolf whistles when both of you walk in.

– He has the biggest smile on his face.

– Proud Sam and Steve.

– He would never hear the end of the stories you told about him when he first saw you.

– Overall just silently flustered.

Steve:

– you both always get ready together, so while he got ready you went in the bathroom quickly to throw your outfit on.

– Once you were done you walked out of the bathroom and he smiled so quickly, wasting no time in showering you with millions of compliments.

– "You look so gorgeous."

– "I'm so lucky to have you."

– Would not stop.

– Even days after, he would still compliment you about it.

– Wherever you guys were going he made sure to always have an arm around your waist, or holding your hand.

– Made sure to buy you flowers and your favorite drink.

Tony:

– Obviously, you were the first to hear about when Tony was hosting a party, so you already had what you were gonna wear in time.

– He asked F.R.I.D.A.Y. to send a message to you asking if you were ready.

– The message played over the speaker and you sent one back telling him to meet you in the living room on your floor.

– Whenever he got down to the living room and saw you sitting on the couch he immediately started smirking.

– Definitely snuck up on you trying to scare you, but gets mad when you throw something at him.

– Compliments, compliments, compliments.

– Throughout the whole night, the majority of them were wholesome but there was always a comment here and there that was definitely suggestive.

– Bragged on you to everyone for weeks.

Natasha:

– You always end up planning date nights since she is always caught up in work.

– You made sure to plan it when she wasn't busy and surprised her with flowers and a ride to both of yours favorite restaurant.

– When you knocked on her door and texted her you were outside she confusedly hurried to the door.

– But of course, her suspicions were true when she opened it to see you holding flowers, and dressed in a suit.

– She was definitely smirking the entire time you were explaining what you planned.

–Could not keep her hands off of you, but obviously liked the privacy more.

– She loved everything you did for her of course, but couldn't wait for the both of you to get home.

Bruce:

– There was a grand opening of a new restaurant near the compound and you two planned to go on opening night, you had already got the reservation.

– Even though you both hated going in crowded areas, just the general public, Tony had convinced you both it would be fun.

– You were getting ready at your friend's house, when he texted you telling you he was on his way to pick you up.

– You finished up and packed all your stuff up from the visit and talked with your friend until you heard a knock on the door.

– You heard your phone ping and you said your goodbyes to your friend.

– "Good luck y/n, have a good date!"

– "Thanks f/n, see ya!"

– He saw the door open and saw you and his knees almost gave out.

– Bro was immediately put on life support.

– Would not stop complimenting you, even though half the time he was just mumbling and stuttering, you knew what he meant.

– He was red the whole dinner, and that definitely didn't help already being nervous.

-You guys ended up leaving early to go home and cuddle up to watch a movie.

– cannot get the image of you in a suit out of his head for weeks.

Thor:

– You two have been visiting Asgard for about a week when Thor asked you to join him at an Asgardian party being hosted by him.

– you had a while to get ready and choose to wear an Asgardian suit that Loki suggested oddly enough.

– Even though they don't always get along, you trust that Loki knows Thor enough to suggest wearing it.

– Well, it was a beautiful outfit so really who wouldn't love it?

– You hear Thor's boasting voice from down the hallway and smile walking out the door.

– You have never seen him smile so brightly.

– He was so proud.

– He would be bragging and yelling while having you pulled close beside him.

– "THIS IS LADY/SIR Y/N, AREN'T THEY AMAZING?!"

-Compliments you loudly the whole time.

– Can't wait to get you alone.

Clint:

– you know he has to make an appearance to all Tony's parties.

– Obviously, even though you were already going, he made a grand gesture of asking you to go with him.

– He knew that you were so excited because you bought a new suit and he was so eager to see you in it.

– You knocked on his door ready to go down since the party started around 20 minutes ago.

– You guys always made a grand late appearance, stayed till the after party then disappeared in the middle of it.

–I'll let you guess what you guys do when you disappear.

– He opens the door and pulls you into his arms softly dancing around the hallway.

– You guys laugh for the longest and he twirls you around like a princess.

– After a while you guys walk down hand in hand ready to absolutely destroy everyone on the dance floor.

– Needless to say, he is so thankful to have you by his side.

Loki:

– Let's just say he was the one who asked you to wear a suit.

– Of course it was an Asgardian dark green, black, and gold suit.

– Even though you guys were just going out to fuck around with people and grab food you both love fashion and overdressing for everything.

– When he saw you walk out of the bedroom while he was waiting in the kitchen for you to finish.

– He definitely considered kneeling for you.

– "Even though it takes decades for you to get ready, it's definitely worth it to see you in your glory darling."

– Compliments in the most random of times.

– Holds your hand almost the whole time so everyone knows you're his.

– Just makes him think about how much he loves you and how excited he is to spend his life with you.

– Suggests everyday for at least a week that you should wear it again.

Wanda:

–Tries to mentally prepare herself.

– While you're getting ready she tries to peak so many times.

– silently sits on the edge of the bed tapping her foot on the floor impatiently.

– When she first sees you, you can't see a change in her face but inside she's contemplating risking it all.

– You have to remind her to breathe.

– She's definitely thinking about some stuff the whole time.

– probably reads people's minds around you guys to make sure no one thinks about taking you.

– prepares to fight anyone that comes in a 20 foot distance

– tells you how beautiful you are 100 million times.

– She has never felt so lucky.

Peter:

– It was the night of prom and you had just finished getting ready.

– He really wanted to see what you were wearing because a couple weeks before you asked what color his tux was.

– He knocked on your door, your parents telling him that you were upstairs.

– you hear him faintly call your name from the hallway and you tell him to come in.

– He walks in and immediately starts lagging.

– "I- wow. Wow you look wow. You look amazing y/n"

– red as you've ever seen him.

– won't stop telling you how much he loves you and how amazing you look.

– won't let you out of his sight.

– Tony and Bruce will be hearing about it for years.

Sam:

– You were going with him to a party for a mission that Fury assigned to you.

– you gave the idea to match with him.

– "We're matching suits. Whether you want to or not."

– complains, but deep down is so excited.

– Bucky will definitely be stuck looking for suits with you online.

– You make him get out of the room and sit in the living room so you can do a grand reveal.

– you play music from a speaker and walk out.

– He's laughing but he's also blowing up.

– Full breakdown on the inside.

– Bucky just smiles seeing you guys act so stupid.

– will aggressively compliment you and find a time to dance with you when you finish the mission.

Pietro:

– While you're getting ready he will probably try to secretly peak with his speed.

– although it's not easy to hide when you feel a gush of wind hit you when your fan is off and the window is closed.

– "PIETRO STOP PEAKING !!"

-"...sorry" you hear yelled back in the quietest yell you've ever heard.

– impatiently runs around the city.

– You yell to him that you're done and in an instant you have him in front of you pulled close with his hands around your waist.

– "You look ravishing, princessa.'

– Glares at anyone who even glances at you.

– "Why are they staring?" in the most puppy dog voice you've ever heard.

– "They're staring at you piet."

– Won't let go of your hand or arm.

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kit-walk3r · 11 months

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Together Not Forever (Kyle Spencer x fem!reader) Part 1

You and Kyle learn how to come together and let each other go.

Warnings: mentions of sexual abuse by a parent, mentions of r*pe, major character death :(

Part 2 Alternate ending

You and Kyle met six months into your freshman year of college when you were a waitress at a local diner.

Kyle was there with his frat brothers, who were expectedly being loud and rowdy. The diner was short staffed, so you were left in charge of waiting all the tables. Unfortunately, that meant you were exposed to the fraternity’s rude and obnoxious behaviour with little to no backup.

They made lewd comments and whistled at you as you walked by. They threw their food about, fries going everywhere as they laughed loudly. You noticed one of them, a blonde boy, staying silent in a seat next to the window, shooting you looks of sympathy whenever you approached the table. At least one of them wasn’t a complete asshole.

When the boys finally left it felt like a weight was lifted off your shoulders and you went back to waiting tables without the added pressure of harassing college boys.

It was close to the end of your shift when you were interrupted. “Hey,” a voice said, and you turned around from wiping tables to see a blonde guy standing there with his hands in his pockets. You recognised him as the frat guy who’d been sending you sympathetic looks just a few hours ago.

“Hi,” you greeted awkwardly, eyes flickering around the empty diner before finally meeting his gaze.

“I’m, uh, sorry about the guys,” the blonde apologised, pulling a hand out of his pocket to run it through his hair. “They shouldn’t have been harassing you like that. They’re assholes.”

“Yes they are,” you agreed, making the guy chuckle. An awkward silence passed between the two. “Thank you. For apologising.”

“Not a problem,” he smiled. You couldn’t help but notice his smile was warm, welcoming. “I’m Kyle.” The blonde introduced himself after a beat. He extended his hand.

“Y/N,” you smiled back, grasping his hand in yours in a handshake.

Kyle looked around at the mess on the floor and grimaced. “Do you need any help?”

You were taken aback by his offer. “No, it’s okay,” you answered with a smile. “But thank you.”

“I insist,” Kyle said and grabbed the broom leaning against one of the booth tables. He began to sweep up the mess of fries and other food his friends had thrown about, humming as he did so. You paused what you were doing for a moment and watched the boy intently as he helped you clean up, amazed that someone like Kyle was frat brothers with the assholes you had been serving earlier.

Kyle caught you watching him and sent you a bright smile. Softly, you smiled back.

- - -

Kyle stayed with you until the end of your shift, and then he walked you back home. The two of you talked about the most random things, and when you finally reached your door he shyly asked for your number. You happily gave him it, along with a kiss on the cheek and a gentle ‘goodnight’.

A month after you met Kyle asked you to be his girlfriend. Since the night at the diner the two of you had been texting non-stop, you met up frequently and Kyle even turned up to walk you home from work on numerous occasions. Kyle was someone special, you could tell, and that made you feel special since out of everyone he had chosen you to spend his time with.

He asked you out over text message.

Be my girlfriend? :)

You called Kyle straight after you got his text.

“Only you could ask a girl out over text message, Kyle Spencer,” you laughed down the phone. You heard him nervously chuckle on the other end.

So?” Kyle asked anxiously. The nerves were evident and you giggled softly.

“Yes!” You grinned.

“Wait, seriously?” You could hear the disbelief in Kyle’s voice and you rolled your eyes, even though he couldn’t see you.

“Yes, Kyle. Of course I’ll be your girlfriend.”

“Okay. Cool.”

- - -

The first time Kyle told you he loved you was the day you found out about his mom.

It was the holidays and unfortunately you were stuck in your dorm, flights back home were too expensive. Kyle had made it his mission to spend as much time with you as he could since he lived in the area, but it was Christmas Eve and he had gone home to see his mom. You hadn’t met Kyle’s mom and Kyle had never brought up you and her meeting, so you never prompted it. You’d noticed recently how uncomfortable Kyle seemed to get when his parents were brought up.

You were on the phone to your own mom when you heard a frantic knock at your door. There was a moment of silence before the knocking continued.

“Is everything okay?” Your mom asked over the phone as you got up from your bed to check who was on the other side of your door through the peephole. Out there stood Kyle, looking rather disheveled.

“Mom, I’ll call you back,” you said before hanging up the phone and opening your door. There Kyle was. His hair was damp and sticking to his forehead from the snow outside and his eyes were bloodshot. You could just about make out the tears trickling down his cheeks.

“Kyle?” you whispered, in shock at your boyfriend’s distressed appearance. Kyle’s eyes met yours and you could see the pain radiating from them. You quickly welcomed him into your room and watched as he tentatively took a seat on your bed. You knelt down in front of him and looked at him with wide, concerned eyes, reaching out to gently place a hand on his knee in an attempt at comfort. “Kyle, baby, what’s wrong?”

“I’m really sorry,” Kyle sniffled, raising a hand to shakily wipe his nose. He refused to look at you, eyes instead focused on the battered pair of red converse he wore.

“Sorry about what?” Kyle stayed silent. “Kyle, you’re scaring me.”

“I’m sorry,” he repeated. “I didn’t want to.”

“You didn’t want to what?” Your nerves were elevated and you gave his knee a gentle squeeze. “Kyle, you can tell me.” There was a silence before Kyle finally spoke.

“I cheated on you,” he mumbled. You fell back onto your heels, the air taken out of you. Cheated? Kyle? No way.

“What?” Your voice was barely audible. Kyle sniffled again and wiped his eyes with the sleeve of his sweater.

“I didn’t want to,” Kyle repeated. You couldn’t think straight, your mind was all over the place after the bombshell Kyle had just dropped. He cheated on you? But he didn’t want to? What was going on?

“What… what happened?” you asked hesitantly, unsure if you wanted to know the details. But you needed to know.

“I said no. I said I couldn’t do it anymore. But she didn’t listen.” Kyle started rambling, almost speaking too fast for you to catch onto what he was saying. “I thought she would understand. She knows I’m with you. I didn’t think she would do it anymore. I thought she cared.” Alarm bells were going off in your head. You were now filled with concern as opposed to the hints at betrayal you were feeling moments before. Kyle was getting more and more worked up, his body shaking as he continued to cry.

“Kyle, please calm down. Who are you talking about?”

“My mom-” Kyle started but couldn’t continue before letting out a quiet sob. Your blood ran cold. His mom. Kyle’s mom. She couldn’t have, could she? No way. “My mom…” he still couldn’t finish.

“Kyle, baby, it’s okay. You can tell me. I promise, Ky, it’ll be okay.” You gently cupped Kyle’s cheek, wiping away some of his tears. “I’m here. You can trust me.”

And so Kyle told you. He told you about how tonight was the first time he’d seen his mother since he started college, that he’d avoided going back since he moved to the frat house. He told you why he’d avoided going home, about the abuse he’d faced at the hands of his mother since his father left. How he let it happen, even though he was strong enough to push her off him, because deep down he felt bad for her, knowing she was lonely. He thought that since his mother knew the two of you were in a relationship that she wouldn’t try anything, that she would finally stop having her way with him. But that wasn’t the case.

“I’m sorry,” Kyle whispered again once he’d finished explaining everything, wiping his eyes.

“Kyle, honey, you didn’t cheat on me,” you reassured him, smiling sadly. “You didn’t do anything wrong.” You pulled him towards you in a tight hug, pressing a kiss to the side of his head. “I’m here, I’ve got you. You’re safe. I’m not going anywhere, I promise.”

Kyle slumped forward into your embrace. You could tell he was exhausted, worn out from his early trauma and all the crying and you just wanted to comfort him. You stayed wrapped around each other for what felt like hours.

“I love you,” Kyle mumbled, against your neck. A warmth filled you. He loved you. Kyle loved you. It wasn’t some big declaration you may have expected from Kyle originally, but it didn’t erase the impact and weight of his words. He loved you.

“I love you, too, Kyle,” you whispered back. “Everything’s going to be okay.”

- - -

You attended the party with Kyle on his last day alive.

You were meeting Kyle there, since he was getting the bus with his frat brothers. When you arrived you noticed a new girl stood on her own awkwardly to the side, looking uncomfortable and out of place. Feeling sympathetic, you said bye to the people you were talking to and headed over to greet the new girl.

“Hi!” You greeted her with a smile. The girl turned around, taken aback by your forwardness and politeness. “I’m Y/N.”

The girl smiled back. “Zoe,” she introduced shyly.

“I’m guessing you’re new here?” You asked.

Zoe chuckled slightly. “Is it that obvious?” She asked awkwardly.

You shrugged. “Not really. I just thought you’d like some company. I know these things can be pretty awkward when you don’t know anybody.” Zoe smiled appreciatively.

“I thought you two looked thirsty,” Kyle approached you and Zoe with a smile. He handed each of you a red cup.

“Thank you,” you smiled, leaning up to press a kiss to Kyle’s cheek.

“Is that your superpower? Sensing dehydration?” Zoe joked.

“One of them,” Kyle grinned. You laughed.

“Frat boy, right?” Zoe nodded at the polo Kyle wore bearing his fraternity symbol. “I think frats are full of fascists.”

“Not that I mind being reduced to a stereotype but I’m on a scholarship. My mom lives down in the Ninth Ward.” You looked away at the mention of Kyle’s mother. “Besides, didn’t you come here with a movie star?”

“Fair enough,” Zoe rolled her eyes with a laugh. She looked at you. “Sorority girl?”

You shook your head. “God, no,” you grimaced.

The three of you had been talking for a while when Zoe decided it was time to go find her friend. “Have you seen Madison?” She asked, looking around for any sight of her blonde friend.

You shrugged. “Not since you guys arrived.”

“You think she ditched you?” Kyle asked, looking around for any sight of her himself. Zoe shrugged.

“We’ll go look around upstairs,” you offered, grabbing Kyle’s hand and pulling him in the direction of the closest staircase. “I doubt she’s gone far.”

You and Kyle stumbled upon something you did not want to see.

“What the hell are you doing?!” Kyle demanded in anger at the sight of one of his brothers hovering over a clearly intoxicated Madison whilst another filmed it. “Are you out of your mind?!”

You watched in horror as Madison squirmed about and whimpered under the body pressing her down. You knew Kyle’s frat brothers were assholes, you’d known since your first meeting, but this was a whole other level and you couldn’t believe they had stooped so slow. Zoe appeared beside you, taking in the scene before rushing to Madison’s aid, who had now been freed from the guy’s hold.

At the door to the room the guys started shoving each other. You saw Kyle reach for the phone the other guys had been filming with, only to be pushed aside as the others took their leave and ran out of the door. You already knew what Kyle was going to do.

“Kyle! Wait!” You shouted, but he was already long gone after his brothers. You looked back at Madison, who was now being nursed by Zoe on the bed. “I’ve got to go after him before he does something stupid.” You bolt out the door straight after.

“Kyle!” You followed where you had seen the boys run, pushing past the crowds of partying people. “Did the frat guys go this way?” You asked a couple of girls hanging by the top of the stairs. One of the girls nodded and you thanked them before continuing your chase after Kyle and the other fraternity brothers.

You just caught sight of Kyle running onto the frat bus as you reached outside. You ran straight for the bus, knocking on the door angrily. “Open the door!” You shouted. “Kyle!”

The bus started moving, leaving you standing in the middle of the road alone. You debated chasing after it, but figured out quickly that there was no point as you wouldn’t be able to reach it. Sighing, you watched in defeat as the bus made its way down the street.

Suddenly, the bus flipped over.

“Kyle? Kyle!” You screamed, tears immediately streaming down your cheeks as you saw the bus flip over. You ran towards it, but one of the partygoers grabbed your arms to hold you back. “Kyle!” You fought against the stranger’s grip, trying to reach Kyle, desperate to reach Kyle, but failing. The stranger holding you, a girl, said something to you but you didn’t hear them, a ringing in your ear silencing everything. Kyle. Kyle was on that bus. Kyle was in that wreckage. You soon gave up pulling as the tears came quicker and suddenly you were a heaped mess on the floor, sobbing over the fact that your beautiful, loving boyfriend was dead.

And you never got to say goodbye.

•———•

So there’s part 1! I hope it was okay, it’s my first time writing. Part 2 follows the aftermath of the crash and will be up soon. Thank you!

#american horror story #ahs #american horror story coven #evan peters #kyle spencer #kyle spencer x reader #Kyle Spencer fic #kyle spencer x y/n #kyle spencer x you #Tate Langdon #kit Walker #Jimmy darling #james patrick march #Kai anderson

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autisticlancemcclain · 6 months

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PSA

hello everyone!! a bit of a serious post today.

i don't want to sound whiney. but i have noticed a bit of a tone in a couple of my asks lately?? very few of them, let me assure, but a couple people seem to be frustrated at the speed/rate at which i answer asks. so i wanted to help clear the air.

REASONS I HAVE NOT YET ANSWERED YOUR ASK (THAT I AM VERY GRATEFUL TO HAVE):

i am in the process of answering it

sometimes i get asks for certain fics, to either write or to help find. and these things take time! sometimes i get very lucky and fics hit me as soon as i see them, but more often it takes me days or weeks! and fic searches take me even longer!

2. i have other ideas

you guys have a lot of great headcanons and fic premises! i do too. i've been in this fandom since june of 2016, there's a very VERY long list of things i want to write. things get added to the roster, i promise.

3. i am busy

i am in school full time and working part time and volunteering and preparing for teacher's college admissions. writing is my favourite thing to do every day and while i do prioritise it i cannot have it as my first priority. often, this blog gets pushed back when i get busy, as much as i wish that wasn't the case.

4. i am overwhelmed

sometimes the asks pile up. i try to answer comments as they come but for some reason asks work a little bit differently in my brain?? idk. it can be harder for me to force myself to start answering them, even though i love receiving them and when i'm in the mood i could answer fifty at once.

and very, very rarely:

5. i simply do not vibe with it

it happens occasionally. i have a very niche corner of headcanons and stuff i enjoy writing, so it's bound that every once in a while someone sends me an ask with their ideas that just aren't what i personally would read/write. doesn't mean the idea is bad or that i don't enjoy getting excited about your ideas with you, it's just not always going to be something i have the train of thought to write :)

i hope that's not disappointing! i know there are a couple asks that have been sitting in my inbox for over a YEAR. i am getting to them, i promise. one such ask has even inspired a novel-length fic that i'm still working on. finally, i want to remind you guys that i am autistic, and as much as i'm fully capable of handling myself online and everywhere else, i do struggle to read and understand tone and social cues and as such can often miss offense where it is intended or find it where it is not. i can't even tell you if the two examples i included are actually objectively rude/demanding, i can only tell you that they felt that way. there is no need to censor yourself or be anxious to shoot me a message, just maybe remember that i'm doing this for fun? and it frustrates me when it's treated as if it's a job. if you're worried about coming off as demanding, let me know and i'll post some examples of requests that i don't find demanding at all, only excited (which is, and i can't stress this enough, the vast majority of every message i see). thank you guys and ily <333

#:) sorry this is a bummer on my usually chill blog #ive just been. very sensitive lately and i dont want to build resentment #<3 #personal

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imightgetbetter · 1 year

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interviews

this is matty being protective of his family and matty messing around with his family and an introduction to baby number two and just a bunch of sweet stuff, in my humble opinion. if you don't like it, don't read it! if you do like it, if you do read it, please like and reblog and comment and send me messages and all the things you already do. thanks for all your support. you're the kindest <3

Matty is standing in front of the mirror in your bathroom, his hands brushing through his hair and patting his aftershave and cologne on his skin. He turns around for a moment, leaning against the sink and taking in the sight before him. On your bed, you and your daughters are playing, Attie reading aloud and Lennon giggling loudly as you tickle her belly. Matty has to be out the door soon, but all he wants to do is stay with you. Attie is off from school, today, and once this interview is done, he’ll be all yours all day to do something worthwhile, but he has to leave now if he’s ever going to make it home. Matty pushes off the counter and walks into the bedroom, leaning down to place kisses on Lennon’s cheeks and give you a swift kiss before walking to the other side of the bed to say goodbye to Attie.

“Daddy, did you hear me reading? Mummy is helping me get all the words.”

“I did, lovey, I did. You sound so good. Can you read for me some more when I get home?” Attie nods excitedly, setting the children’s book that he’s read to her a million times since she was born down on the comforter and leaning up to wrap her arms around him. “Ah, I didn’t even have to ask for a hug. Already knew!”

“Knew you were going to ask, Daddy,” she says surely, hiding her face in his neck as he kisses her sweetly and rubs her back. “Mummy says you don’t leave the house without hugging her either.”

“Mummy’s right,” Matty says, smiling at you as you shake your head. He playfully plops Attie on the mattress, kissing her forehead amidst her giggling, and walks back to you, wrapping his arms around you and hugging you tightly. “Love you, darling.”

“Love you,” you say, tilting your head slightly to meet where he’s waiting to kiss you. “Keep your cool today, okay? Don’t let this guy get under your skin.”

“I’ll try.”

“Matty.”

“I’m serious! I’ll try!”

“Attie, tell Daddy to be nice, today,” you say, reaching for your youngest daughter and sitting her upright against your chest. Lennon is nearly four months old already, the time passing all too quickly, and you know that that’s partly why Matty is dreading this interview – it’s the start of a new cycle, which means more time away from you and the girls.

“Daddy, you heard Mummy,” Attie says sternly, looking at him very directly and squinting her eyes just enough that they’re nearly closed. “Be nice.”

“You be nice to Lennon, Attie James.”

“I’m always nice, Lennon!” Matty looks at Attie and quirks his eyebrow suggestively, earning a huff from your six-year-old and a sigh, “Fine, I’ll be nice, Daddy.”

“That’s what I like to hear. I’ll see you later, I love you,” Matty says, grabbing his keys, his wallet, and his phone and quickly making his way out the door. He knows that if he stalls any longer, he’ll miss the interview and everyone will have his head on a platter, which would inevitably delay him getting home even longer. None of which Matty really wants.

George, Ross, and Hann are all in the studio where the interview will be taking place when Matty arrives. He checks the time on his phone, on time with three minutes to spare. Jamie smiles at him and waves him over, going over what the supposed talking points for the interview would be. The 1975’s sixth studio album would be coming soon and a tour following shortly after, and that is meant to be the topic of today’s conversation. Matty felt good about the album, even better about what they created. However, there was a looming nervousness from everyone, in and including Matty, who would be talking a majority of the time.

Matty made it quite clear from the beginning that speaking about you or your daughters in this interview was off limits. He’s heard about this interviewer, and he didn’t want to subject your names – in whatever capacity – to whatever this person would have to say, and he especially didn’t want to become overbearing with his protective nature for you three. Jamie made this clear to the producers, and Matty walked into the studio with his best friends under the presumption that this would be respected. Quickly, however, the four men noted that this is not how the day would be going, simply by the way the interviewer was speaking in regard to their band, and especially the predominately female fanbase. Matty attempted to regulate his emotions about the situation, tried to be nice, and silently hoped that his family would not be topic of conversation.

George’s laughter quiets as the interview says, “Matty, you’ve just welcomed a new baby into the world, haven’t you?”

As annoyed as Matty is by the entire interview, thus far, it’s impossible to bite back the smile that curves at his lips. Matty can feel his heart swell two sizes bigger at the thought of his daughters at home waiting for him, and for you, patiently listening to the interview. “I have,” Matty starts, quickly changing his language. “My missus and I have, yeah.”

Matty can feel the tension in the air beside him from his friends, George coughing uncomfortably behind him and Ross standing a bit taller as the interview continues, “Anyone that knows you talks about how great of a father you are. Have you found the transition hard?”

“Into being a father? I mean, it’s been nearly seven years, now, so I don’t think so. Do you mean one child to two?” Matty questions, already feeling the tick in his voice and trying to level himself out.

“Into being a father, yeah. That must’ve been a hard transition, coming from all the tours and partying and sleeping around and whatnot, to having to settle down with a wife and child.”

Adam rolls his eyes behind Matty, and Ross’ head tilts to his chest. “I’ve been with my wife since I was twenty-three. I kind of skipped the whole ‘sleeping around on tour’ thing. Not to mention, I don’t find settling down as a bad thing. I love being a father. My daughters are singlehandedly one of the best things to ever happen to me. I would spend all of my time with them if I could.”

Matty can tell that the interviewer is trying to pull him into a bite-worthy clip, and his frustration is coming to the surface. “How do you think the transition will be from being home the last few months to touring again? Do you prefer one or the other?”

“Are you asking me if I prefer being away from my children or being with my children?”

“I mean, it has to be tough, you know? Going from the studio all day to going home to two young children who want your attention. Going from an arena of thousands screaming your name to going to home sleeping children. It’s different! It must be.”

“I’ll never complain that my daughters want me to spend time with them when I get home from the studio or a tour. If I could spend my entire day doing things with my girls, I would, in a heartbeat. Not to mention, my wife is doing this every single day, without any complaints or hesitation. My wife works and takes care of our daughters when I’m away. I chose to have children just as much as she did, so why would I not be part of it?”

“Goes to show how true everyone’s reflections of you are as a father. I think it’s really wonderful to see someone as successful as you are not hesitating to jump back in at home.”

“Not hesitate? I’m just doing my job as a father.”

Matty’s annoyance is too much for him after that, and he slowly has to work himself out of the idea of leaving the room and explaining to Jamie why he’s walked out so suddenly. George, graciously, takes the lead talking about production and the instrumental making of the songs, leaving Matty to calm down before they would perform the next single from the upcoming album. Adam and Ross give him a hug before heading out, George staying back for a minute to talk to Jamie. Matty excuses himself fairly quickly, trying to get home as soon as possible.

Attie is waiting for him at the front door. Attie is usually waiting for him at the front door, but today, she is sporting her black cowboy boots and a pair of his sunglasses, her tiny curls tied into two pigtails at the crown of her head. Matty immediately scoops her up into his arms, giving her a kiss to her cheek before toeing off his shoes and walking into the kitchen, smiling widely as he sees you dancing with Lennon in your arms, your playlist playing off the tiny speaker in the corner of the kitchen counter.

“Oh! You’re home already! I thought you’d be back a bit later,” you smile, turning off the music and walking over to him, leaning onto your toes and pressing your lips to his. “Hi, baby.”

“Hi,” he hums, kissing you once more before kissing Lennon’s forehead, soaking in the giggles the echo around you. Attie pokes Matty’s cheek for his attention, “Yes?”

“Daddy, were you nice at work today? I was extra nice to Lennon. I even let her have my blanket when she was all drooly over it.”

Matty laughs breathily, kissing her temple and says, “I was as nice as I could be. I’m very proud of you for being nice to your sister.”

“I would be nicer if she stopped drooling on my toys, Daddy,” Attie grumbles, pushing her sunglasses up onto her head and grabbing his cheeks, their eyes looking into each other’s. “Are we still going to go up to Nana’s today? Nana promised me we’d make cookies.”

“Yes, lovey. I just need to talk to Mummy and then we can go.”

“Okay.” Attie wiggles her way down Matty’s body and shuffles into the living room, taking a seat next to her coloring book and making herself busy.

“Nice save on the air, baby,” you say, turning your body towards him and patting his cheek. “I know you must’ve been angry. I’m proud of you for how you reacted, though. Very manly. Very respectful of me and your daughters.”

“They’re all wankers.”

“I know,” you smirk, leaning up and kissing his cheek. “I’m proud of you.”

“Oh yeah?” Matty hums, turning his head slightly to capture your lips in a sweet kiss, muttering against you, “How proud?”

“Can you behave, please? I just gave you a compliment!”

Matty laughs, stealing Lennon from your arms and calling for Attie, whisking you all into the car. He knows he can’t control how other people think or say, but as long as the people in his life knew who he was and what’s important to him, then that’s all he could really care about.

#matty healy #matty healy fic #the 1975 #the 1975 fic #love it if we made it series

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letsgetrowdy43 · 7 months

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Au Masterlist!!

The night of Adam’s draft I think that Sunny gets separated from everyone else at the after-party and ends up staying close to Connor Bedard cause he's literally the only familiar face in the the room. And I like to imagine that she somehow found shots and got photos of them doing them, now earning the bragging rights of corrupting the nhl’s golden boy

I think for a good majority of freshman year Sunny left the team to her brother, those were Luke’s friends and she did not want to intrude on what was Luke’s (except for maybe Adam). But I think going into her sophomore year Luke sends a message out to all the remaining boys on the team and is like “She needs a support system, that's you guys now.” obviously Luca steps up, cause he is also missing a big part of his support system, but so does Rutger and maybe Mark.

Her love language is physical touch, which I know is basic, but it's different for everyone. Like with Adam she likes knowing he's close, always has her hand in his, or gripping an article of his clothing so she won't lose him in a crowd, even if they are relaxing her legs or arms always have to be touching his So she knows he's close. Whereas with someone like her brothers or friends, it's more of a hug of appreciation, or standing so close to them that their arms are touching just to show them that she's there

Adam and Sunny’s first real big fight happens during the first few months of his rookie year. He is in Columbus struggling with the transition and he's feeling the pressure of it all. All the while seeing his brother and girlfriend getting close at school, and though he loves it, he's also so unbelievably jealous. Sunny forgets that they had planned to Facetime and have dinner, the moment she realizes she calls him feeling like such a dick for missing it, and he makes some offhanded comment at her. So she hangs up, staring at the wall for a second before hopping in her car (Quinn's old car) and driving out to him to make it right. Now he feels like dick, and they are both crying, apologizing, and promising to work on communication, mixed with a lot of kissing

#tinydancerau!!#adam fantilli blurb #adam fantilli x reader #adam fantilli imagine #adam fantilli #luke hughes #luca fantilli #umich hockey

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0-r-a-y-0 · 6 months

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MASTERLIST(?) AND REQUEST BOUNDARIES

—Heyy I’m Ray (not my real name) I write Nick centric oneshots (romantic, platonic, etc.)

I like music (specifically rock music but I also LOVE Mitski, Lana feel Rey, Melanie, etc.), I obviously love the triplets, art, writing, Supernatural, Bojack Horseman, horror movies, cats, and many other things

My fav songs <33

How you remind me— Nickelback

I don’t like my mind— Mitski

Nausea— Violet & Dave Grohl

Doll— Foo Fighters

Duvet— bōa

Shandi— Kiss

Comfort Crowd— Conan Gray

Avalon— $uicideboy$

Song about me— Tv Girl

Killing me— Conan Gray

Kill yourself (part lll)— $uicideboy$

Black Hole Sun— Soundgarden

Break— Alex G

Covet— Basement

Breathe (in the air)— Pink Floyd

Carry on wayward son— Kansas

When the sun hits— Slowdive

Plan B— Megan Thee Stallion

Hallie’s song— Eminem

Decode— Paramore

Black Star— Radiohead

Just— Radiohead

And a million more :) (I can talk about music for hours)

— I’m a Leo (July 28 is my bday if you care)

— I’m bisexual (MAJOR preference for girls but I got a boyfriend)

— Proud Nick girl (if that wasn’t obvious) ︎

— My favorite color is navy blue (obsessed with ANYTHING that color)

— Also obsessed with anything related to stars

— Single but MADLY in love with a girl that’s taken by an ugly ass guy (she’s bisexual and totally wants me back I got proof)

What I WILL write about:

- fluff, suicide, eating disorders, self harm, alcoholism, smoking, mental health issues, pretty much anything

What I WON’T write about

-smut, ROMANTIC Nick x fem reader, Nick x reader in general (UNLESS it’s platonic), rape, cancer/any serious illness

—For some reason it won’t show “ask me anything” button on my phone but apparently you can see it so request anything or just ask me some questions. But if you can’t see the button then just send me a message or comment and give me the request!! Also put if you would like to remain anonymous or not!! Thank you <33

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ROMANTIC…❤︎

Hickeys (Only 1 with Max)

Party (The start of Jasper)

KISS

Morning Cuddles

Hair Dye

Bad Day

Insomnia

Sick Day

Clean Up

Smoke Session

Clean up (part ll)

Hair Play

Christmas Tree

Flustered

Wisdom Teeth

New Year’s Kiss

Overwhelming

Baked

PLATONIC…⤶

Period

BROTHERLY LOVE…☽

Sick Day

Text Messages (TM)…☠︎

Stoner!Nick x Jasper

Headcanons…꩜

Romantic (headcanons #1)

NSFW Headcanons #2

NSFW Alphabet

SFW Alphabet

#nicolas sturniolo #the sturniolo triplets #christopher sturniolo #matthew sturniolo #nick sturniolo #chris sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #matt sturniolo

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twisted-wonderland-shenanigans · 1 year

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Helloooo!

I don't really know how this thing work, because this is my first time and all.

But maybe heartslabyul people with a easy to forget Yuu?

Like Yuu could forget that they haven't eat yet and stuff, and could go on for hours before feeling hungry.

Yuu is pretty much dumb?? I wouldn't say dumb but more of a himbo? They can comfort you in their own way

Maybe you could call me

☕ Anon?

Cafe anon ?

Is that how you do it???

Thank you to you this message, because you reply to this message!

- New Anon

Hi there, Cafe / ☕️ Anon! Thank you so much for sending in this ask. I know it can be a little intimidating and confusing if you don't do it often, so I appreciate it! And yes, this is how you can tag yourself as anon when you're still shy, though I've also seen some content creators dub anons based on the topic of the ask they sent in, so I guess it's whatever makes you comfortable!

I know I had done an "easily forgetful Yuu" in this post here, though it was more generalized rather than dorm specific. I can go a little deeper though, since I'll be focusing only on a handful of characters! Since you didn't specify any pronouns, I'll be using they/them for now so please keep that in mind if you want to send any future asks! >w<

I hope you enjoy this! I'll go ahead and say this now, but I imagined Kronk while I was writing this, and it made me happy~ ÚvÙ

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It was Ace and Deuce who realized early on how forgetful Yuu was, having to remind them why the four of them were prancing around an abandoned mineshaft dodging and not just having a midnight field trip. Despite being oblivious to the danger they were all in (especially when Deuce practically threw them onto his back and kicking away a giant centipede trying to bite them, or when Ace had to yank them back from falling into a large hole in the floor), Yuu somehow managed to stay calm enough to create a plan to beat the sludge phantom monster. As soon as the four retrieved the mage stone and destroyed the phantom, Yuu was so proud of their friends that they couldn’t resist reaching out to pet them while saying, “Good boys!”--much to the embarrassment and confusion of the monster trio.

As the days passed, Yuu and Grim spent the majority of their free time hanging out at Heartslabyul, getting to know everyone–including Riddle–very well. It was almost uncanny how easily Yuu was able to calm others down before trouble could start, whipping up spinach cream puffs with Trey and fawning over every animal in the dorm. So cheerful and content even with the visits with the researchers, it was hard to imagine the human ever getting angry–a little upset and pouty, but they would always bounce back with a smile.

“Totes a himbo,” Cater commented, adding a few hashtags to his latest post.

“What’s a himbo?” Deuce asked.

“It’s someone who’s big and strong yet oblivious or dumb,” Ace explained, smirking as he added, “Just like you!”

“Oi! I’m not stupid, Ace!”

“If the horseshoe fits!”

“Guys, take it easy,” Trey said. Thinking for a moment, he said, “It doesn’t exactly sound like a nice word to describe them…even if they are a little oblivious and forgetful.”

“It’s fine, really!” Cater said. “Himbos are described as being attractive but not quite so smart. Those tend to be pretty popular characters in media. See? As NRC’s only human rez, Magicam has been blowing up with likes and comments. Everyone loves Yuu!”

“Wow. Wait…what’s with the video of Yuu in a frilly apron and oven mitts?”

“Oh, that? I caught Yuu trying to open a box of treats for the lil’ hedgehog they were watching, and they forgot to take off the oven mitts. See the lil’ guy in the apron pocket? Totes adorable~!”

It was at that moment that Yuu came in, looking worse for wear as Riddle followed after them with a concerned expression. “Dude! What the hell happened to you?” Ace asked in shock.

“Huh? What do you mean?” Yuu asked, looking confused.

“I found them on campus near the forest,” Riddle said with an exasperated sigh, the faun pulling out the first aid kit and guiding Yuu to a stool. “They were attempting to climb a tree. Fortunately, they landed on a bush from a high point, so they didn’t get severely injured…as you can see, unfortunately, it was a thorned berry bush.”

“A baby bird fell out of the tree-ow!” they yelped, wincing when Riddle began plucking the thorns out of their clothes and skin with tweezers. “The little guy’s mom was worried, so I carried her baby up to her-ouch!-nest.”

“Jeez, did you slip off a branch or something?”

“Well…after I got it back in the nest, I…kinda forgot that I was standing on a branch and walked off.”

“...you…walked off the branch…”

“Yeah?”

“...how the hell have you not broken a leg?”

Yuu shrugged, wincing as Riddle began cleaning the scrapes and spots the thorns had been. “Aaaand…check!” Cater said, having taken another picture of Yuu’s messy self and typing away. “Ridiculously nic and oblivious. That’s our Yuu-bo!”

/—-----/

“Dinner’s ready!”

“Sweet! Breakfast for dinner? What’s the occasion?”

“I figured I’d do something nice and easy to make for everyone as a treat for helping me when I got hurt earlier,” Yuu explained, twirling the spatula in their hand before scooping up another pancake and flipping it onto a plate atop a stack of fluffy goodness. “Plus, Trey’s been working hard to feed us, so I wanted to help out!”

“Whoaaa, look at this spread!” Grim said, already drooling as he sniffed. “Eggs, bacon, sausages…oooh! These waffles have a heart stamped in the middle!”

“Oh yeah! I wanted to try out the new waffle iron one of Cater’s fans sent, and it works really well! It makes it easy to make a breakfast buffet.”

“I’m pretty sure the fans wanted you to have it anyway,” Trey uttered with a wry smile. Aloud, he said, “Thanks for making dinner, Yuu, but why don’t I take over? You’re still recovering from the fall.”

“I’ve got it, thanks! You already do a lot for everyone, so it’s your turn to relax.”

“Well…if you say so. Is this what you made for breakfast this morning?”

“...this morning?” Yuu repeated, expression going blank. “Oh…I think I forgot to eat breakfast this morning. Oops!”

Just then, a long, loud gurgling growl erupted from Yuu’s stomach, the room falling silent as everyone stared at them. It was Deuce who spoke as he asked, “Yuu…when was the last time you ate?”

Thinking for a moment, Yuu admitted, “Since…last night…I think? I remember feeding Grim, but…I got distracted and forgot to get a plate for myself.”

“Seriously? How in Twisted Wonderland are you still functioning on an empty tank!?” Ace said.

“I got so busy that I forgot I was even hungry! Let me just finish up this batch of pancakes and I’ll get some food, okay?”

“Nope. Not good enough,” Trey said.

Before Yuu could respond, the mixing bowl and spatula was plucked out of their hands by Trey while two of Cater’s clones appeared on either side of them. Led to a chair that was pulled out by a third clone, while the original hippogryph finished stacking a plate full of food before sliding it in front of them. “There we go! Make sure you eat every bite now, okay, Yuu-bo~?”

“Wha-? But what about the pancakes and waffles?” Yuu asked, looking concerned. “I gotta finish them–”

“I’ve got it taken care of,” Trey said, the pans sizzling as he added several more strips of bacon and poured the batter on the griddle. “Just sit there and I’ll finish the rest. We don’t want you passing out on us just because your blood sugar is low, got it?”

“Trey is correct,” Riddle chimed in. “Given your status as a critically endangered species, if word reaches the research institutions, they may suspect the school for neglecting your health and may seek to relocate you for closer monitoring.” His stern gaze softened as he said, “We also worry about you as fellow students…and your friends. We can only do so much, so please…don’t forget to take care of yourself.”

For a moment Yuu sat there in stunned silence, seeing their friends nod in agreement. Then…they smiled, looking misty-eyed as they sniffled. “Thanks guys…that means a lot. I’ll do my best to take care of myself!”

/—----/

After that day, Yuu did their best to remember to eat, the Heartslabyul students making sure to remind or invite them over for a meal. Slowly this began to trickle into the other dorms, some of the other students inviting them to sit for a meal as well. Even Grim and the Ramshackle ghosts chipped in, either packing extra lunches or helping them clean up and reminding them to eat whenever they get preoccupied. While Yuu was still forgetful at times, they had nothing to worry about so long as their friends were by their side.

#twisted wonderland #twst #twisted wonderland monster au #twst monster au #riddle rosehearts #trey clover #cater diamond #ace trappola #deuce spade #twisted wonderland grim #twisted wonderland yuu #twst yuu

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softtdaisy · 2 years

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TO THE GIRL I LOVE

DESCRIPTION I after your best friend posted a stupid message online, you get lots of letters. But is it really bad when it gives you the opportunity to see peter parker every morning?

PAIRING I tasm!mailman!peter parker x reader

WORD COUNT I 4.3k

A/N I I'm so happy to be part of the Mail carrier may collaboration! It was super lovely to write about Peter like this. Make sure to read the others fics and give love to these amazing writers. And I love you will love this story ♡

It all started with a joke.

Your best-friend put a message on your university group saying you were looking for love. And that if anyone was interested, they had to send you a letter to express their desire for you.

Were you looking for love? Yes, in a certain way. You’ve been single for two years now, and your last boyfriend was…meh. He was the reason you gave up on love all that time. What was the purpose of dealing with someone who doesn’t give you at least half the attention you’re giving them? So yeah, now you were ready to try again. But you didn’t have high hopes on this thing.

You were sure this wouldn’t work out. Who would lose their time to write a letter to someone they didn’t know? But it was funny to see the comments under the post saying you were the princess they wanted to save. That they were going to write you the best letter you’ve ever seen, and you couldn’t help but fall in love with their words. Which was a funny thing, considering you were studying literature. Some say you were just looking for attention.

And you thought, why not enjoy this moment of celebrity for once?

You were convinced you wouldn’t get any letters. And you were fine with it.

But that was until you saw Peter Parker that morning.

You knew Peter from last year. You were in the same writing class, even if he was majoring in science. He was a sweet and discreet guy. The kind of person you wouldn’t notice if you didn’t know they were there. But you knew. Because you were sitting next to each other, firstly. Then because you were interested in what Peter was saying.

Your friendship never went on outside the class. You never forgot about the sweet Peter Parker who wrote the most awesome poem last year. You were the one who correct it, still because you were the person next to him. And you were impressed by his words. But Peter didn’t have the courage to read it. So, in the end, beside your professor, you were the only one knowing about it.

You thought you wouldn’t see Peter again this year. You still shared the same writing class, but you weren’t next to each other this time. And without this proximity, you never talked.

But you were seeing Peter Parker this year. Every morning. Because he was the mail carrier of the year.

Your university had its own mail system, meaning every student could receive a letter from outside or inside the campus. And every year, a mail carrier is chosen between the students who want to do it. You were not really surprised to see Peter taking this role. You remembered him telling you he was living alone with his aunt before he arrived here. So, you guess he needed money to pay for his study.

Plus, it gave him a good reason to skateboard around the campus. You were sure it was the reason that made him accept the job.

You barely got any mails during the year, except for your birthday. Until that morning. Two days after the message on the group.

You were coming back from your morning classes when you met Peter in front of your students’ residence. He always looked the same: wearing a sweater with the hood on his head, leaving only a few strands of hair flying with the wind when he was skating. He had ripped jeans and converses on. And you could easily guess he was listening to his favorite playlist. One he was really proud of.

“Hi Peter!” you greet him while walking closer to him. Peter looked up to you and seemed relieved to see you, which was valuable. He took off his headphones and his hood, a sign of esteem from him. You were glad he took the time to talk to you. Until you noticed the pile of letters he had in his hands.

“Thank god you’re here, I wasn’t sure I could fit those letters in your mailbox.” He sighed in relief. Peter didn’t lose another minute and put those letters in your hands, while you were completely zoning out. This couldn’t be real…could it? Peter noticed your expression on your face. While he thought this number of letters was weird, he now knew it was indeed weird.

“I guess it’s not your birthday?” He laughed shyly. He knew it wasn’t. Peter remembered your birthday perfectly. That being said, he had no idea why you had so many letters today. More than you ever got since he started this job. You first shake your head to answer his question. You wish more people were like Peter and didn’t care about stupid messages on a group.

“My best-friend posted a message saying I was looking for someone. And to seduce me they had to write a letter, bla-bla-bla.” You were absolutely going to call her once you were in your room. Maybe she was the one who wrote them all. But you looked down at the letters that were now lying in your arms. And there was no way she would have done that. Maybe one or two. Not that much.

“Wow, you have a lot of love pretenders.” If he said it in a joyful voice, Peter was actually kind of jealous. He developed a crush on you last year, when you were the only person who seemed to notice him. But he was too shy to ever say anything. Too scared you would reject him and then consider him as non-existent. He took every opportunity he had to be in your life and enjoy them without asking for more.

After losing Gwen when she left for London, Peter lost most of his confidence. He was happy for her, of course. But for some reasons, he took her decision as a way of saying he wasn’t worth it. He wasn’t worth fighting for. He wasn’t a good boyfriend, maybe. And because of that, he couldn’t consider himself worth of your time.

“Oh, you know, I’m sure these are all jokes. Nobody took this seriously.” You couldn’t imagine someone writing you, you, a letter. No way. But for the fun of it, you were still going to open them.

You were heading toward your building when you realized that there was no way you would be able to open the door. Either you put the letters away or…”Peter?” you called without looking back.

Peter was still there. He was still looking at you. Thinking that you were still as beautiful and gentle as you were. Thinking that maybe he lost his chance at telling you he had a thing for you last year.

It took him a few seconds to realize that it wasn’t his mind playing with him but that you were actually calling him. He put his skateboard under his arm and almost stumbled on a rock when he came to you. Hopefully, he got the time to catch your shoulder before falling. Because of that, your faces were close to each other, and it was like you were seeing him for the first time. All these details, his freckles, the subtle colors in his eyes, the pink on his lips…

“Could you…open the door for me?” you asked with a small voice. Peter was looking right into your eyes. You couldn’t breathe. It was like a moment out of time. You never felt like that before with Peter around you. So why…

“Sure.” He said, nodding his head more than he should. But he needed to stop his thoughts before doing anything he would regret. If it was him, he would kiss you right now. Make you realize that no amount of love letters could compete with his feelings for you. That he could write a whole book about you. But it was useless, he thought. You would never want him when you could have anyone you want.

So, Peter walked to the door and opened it big to you. “Madam.” He said with a smile, and you couldn’t help but laugh at this sudden elegant gesture. You did a small bow before leaving Peter alone with his dream. And you with your confusion.

You were surprised to see that some people took this joke very seriously. Of course, you got funny things like a guy sending a pic of him with a small note saying, “who needs words when you have such a beautiful face?” Or someone sending you his notes from class with a post-it sticks on it saying, “didn’t had the time to write anything else, finals are coming!”. But you also got poems and honest letters.

You even write back to one student who had written one of the most beautiful love declarations. It had ended by explaining that he wanted to send it to his crush and was asking you for your opinion, since you were looking for love letter. You never thought you would become a love letter corrector but well, maybe you could create this job for yourself.

Every day, Peter came with more letters to read. This was getting out of hand. Every day, you would count the numbers of letters. You would summarize to him what you got, how many were serious and how many were jokes. You definitely got more funny ones, thankfully. You had a good laugh with it.

You were surprised to notice some were anonymous. There wasn’t a lot. Those with pictures that should have stayed private were, oddly. But there was also two or three serious one that weren’t signed. That was the one you considered being the more honest. And you wished you could talk to the people who wrote them. Just to understand why they seemed to care about you that much.

You probably would stop it if it didn’t give you a good reason to see your favorite mail carrier. Peter even managed to change his route to end with your residence and spend more time with you. It was maybe your favorite time of the day. No, it was definitely your favorite. No doubt.

You felt bad for not paying more attention to Peter in the past. He always a had good joke to say and you loved how sarcastic he could be. He had a way of finding the right puns at the right time. From the outside, you probably looked like you were laughing too hard to seduce him in thinking he’s funny. But Peter was really funny.

And you kinda try to seduce him but this part didn’t seem to work.

“If my counting is right…” Peter said one morning while giving you the new letters. “We reached a hundred letters today, right?” You couldn’t believe this number. Never you would have thought that so many people would lost their time into writing you.

Peter was less surprised. You were a magnetic person. You didn’t seem to notice how people often turned their head to look at you. Not necessarily because they were attracted, even if they certainly were, but simply because you were like the moon. You were there every day, at class or on the campus. Someday they won’t notice you because they have other things to think about. Because you’re not talking, and they almost forgot you’re there. But some other days, they would notice you like you notice the moon in a clear sky.

At least, that was how Peter saw you. But maybe it was because he was in love with you.

“Would you mind…” you started, collecting all the letters he was giving you. “Would you mind coming back tonight, so we could look at all these stuffs? We need to rank them or at least classified them.” Was it a lame excuse to spend the night with Peter? Yep, absolutely. But from the way his eyes seemed to light up and his lips to curve, you guessed it wasn’t such a bad idea.

“Sure, I can come at eight. Pizzas?”

“And beers.” You replied with a wink before leaving to your apartment.

Peter couldn’t see the huge smile on your face and the way you were giggling for yourself.

You couldn’t see the way Peter jumped around before going back on his skateboard.

He was there at eight like he promised, with two pizzas from your favorite pizzeria. Which also happened to be the only one close to the campus but that was another story. You offered him to spend the night on the rooftop: nobody was going there for some reason. You loved taking a cover and laying there, watching the sky and think about nothing. It was your comfort place. And you wanted to share it with your comfort person.

That was how you ended up together, sitting on a cover on the floor and your legs covered with another one. You’ve never been that close with Peter. You loved how your knees kept meeting. Or how he let you spread your legs on top of him when you got a cramp.

Between these moments, you did classify the letters in multiples categories: funny one, pictures that shouldn’t have left their phone, serious one but not for you and serious one for you. There wasn’t a lot in the last category, which was kind of ironic if you think about it.

“That’s desperate.” You sighed, laying fully on the cover. Peter lied by your side and somehow managed to keep a small part of your leg on his. That was probably not comfortable, but there was no way he would let go of this small touch. “I’m not made for dating.” You faked a sob and turned your head to put it on Peter’s shoulder.

He jumped before laughing and putting a hand on your arm. “Don’t stay that. I’m sure there are plenty people that love you.” Me. I love you.

You looked at Peter who had already laid his eyes on you. It was the moment. If something had to happen, it was now. You opened a door for his confession. He just had to open the mouth. One word. You asked for one word, and you would kiss him. You didn’t care making the first step if it was worth it. Peter was worth it. You just needed a proof of him saying he felt the same.

You stayed like that for seconds that felt like minutes. Silently. Without moving. Letting the stars illuminating some parts of your face like a painting that deserved to be shown at Le Louvre.

And then Peter moved his head to face the sky. The moment was lost.

It wasn’t that he didn’t feel like kissing you. He just didn’t feel like he deserved it when other people showed their love to you, and he wasn’t able to. Peter hated being this insecure about himself. But he couldn’t blame you for trying elsewhere.

“I’ll go on a date with one of the serious ones.” You announced him. And Peter simply nodded, because he couldn’t prevent you from doing so when he was incapable of showing his love.

So, there you were. On a date. With Dean.

If you thought starting this whole letter thing was bad idea, this date with Dean was an even worse one. You thought he would be nice considering he wrote one of the most beautiful letter you’ve ever read, quoting some of your favorite authors. You even thought he had discussed with your friends to know that. You were so sure he made efforts for this that you were quite disappointed when you saw his real face.

The typical and stereotypical football player that thinks more with his dick than his brain. You didn’t even understand how he managed to write more than ten words on paper when all he seemed to know about was sport. Watching a sport channel would have been the same.

Or maybe better. Because you would have chosen to watch it. You didn’t choose to hear about sport right now. Not that you didn’t like sport, you were open minding. You just thought that a date should be about you and him. Not his favorite players.

You kept looking at your poor cocktail, wondering if you should drink it fast to order an another one and make the evening more acceptable or if you should drink it slowly to make it last and seem like a lot of time had passed before leaving.

One thing was sure: you would forget about this thing as soon as you leave the restaurant. You couldn’t even burn the letters. You promised your theater club to give everything to them. They asked you, saying they’d love to improvise a play using them. You agreed, happy all these papers weren’t use for nothing.

There was only one letter you intended to keep, hoping it would be worth it.

You were this close to get up and leave. Until Dean’s face changed, and you heard him say in the most condescend way “Peter Parker?”

You turned around and got to see the last steps of Peter walking to your table. You could tell he came with his skateboard from his messy hair. But you loved that he was just him, he didn’t change for the place. Same jacket, same jean, same baskets, same Peter Parker. You gave him a small smile when he looked at you. “Sorry guys, I’m here to pick up [y/n].”

“What?” Dean laughed, like it was the craziest joke on earth. The exact same word came out of your mouth in a more admiration way. That was a Peter you didn’t know could exist and you were glad to see this version of him. “You must be kidding mate, she’s good here.”

“Considering you paid Paul to write your letter and that I’m pretty sure you wouldn’t be able to say anything about it if I asked you, I could easily say [y/n] is bored by your side. Am I right?” Peter looked at you again. And if he talked with a lot of insurance, you could tell by his eyes that he was extremely scared you would push him away. If you did, he would never be able to look at you…or go to class. At least for a month.

You couldn’t believe you were still living in a world where Peter Parker can’t think you wouldn’t follow him to the other side of the World.

“He’s right.” You replied, getting up. “If you have to go on a date with someone, be honest and don’t pretend to be someone else Dean. It can be really boring.” You heard Peter containing his laugh with a lot of difficulties. What a way to mark your word. When you were finally by his side, you hit his arm before grabbing it. “Thank you.” You whispered and kissed his cheek slowly.

The shade of red his cheek turned to was now your favorite color.

It wasn’t until you were outside that you noticed the sudden change in Peter’s attitude. He let you go slowly and started to walk faster than you. Like he was trying to lose you. And he was, actually. Because it wasn’t until you were alone that Peter realized what he just did: he let his feelings talk and took you of this stupid date. Did you deserve better than Dean? Yes, absolutely. And as a friend, Peter would have saved you from him a thousand times.

But he loved you. If he did it tonight, it was only because he was jealous. And now he felt stupid. What was the point of taking you out of there if he was incapable of being honest and be the man you deserved?

You called his name and finally caught up with him. “Peter!” you said another time, grabbing his wrist to stop him. He was still turning his back to you, but you could feel how desperate he was. “What is going?” you slowly asked, making small steps to face him. He was looking at the floor, like a child that made a mistake.

“It was stupid to come here and do that. I mean, no. it wasn’t. Because you deserve someone better than Dean. But you deserve someone better than…forget it.” He sighed. Peter looked at you before managing to free his wrist from your fingers. He started walking away again.

And this time, you weren’t going to let him do that. After all, what he did tonight was a good first step and proof of his feelings, no?

“You remind me of a starry night.” You said. Peter froze in front of you, immediately knowing where you’ve been reading those words. He couldn’t believe he was hearing them now. Coming from your mouth. With a guitar player making the moment even more magic by playing a love song. Like it was meant to happen now.

“You’ve got millions of stars in your eyes. They always look so shiny and so living. I could look at them for hours. They are a whole story by themselves. They are telling your story. And you’re my favorite story.” You’ve read this letter so many times, trying to understand how it was possible for someone to write such beautiful words about you. How it could be the same man that you were meeting every day. And why he couldn’t tell you he was thinking such beautiful things about.

While you were walking slowly towards Peter, he stopped moving. He almost stopped breathing too. “Your smile is like the moon. No matter the size, when you’re smiling at me, I feel calm. And important. You took the time to give me some of your attention. And for some reason, I even make you smile. I could look at your smile for hours, especially if it means you’re happy. It’s mesmerizing. And the most beautiful smile I’ve ever seen.”

“[y/n], please…” you heard Peter’s pleading, but you had to do it. You had to prove him it mattered. That his words meant something to you. They meant everything.

“And your laugh is like a shooting star. It may happen a lot because you always seem to laugh when I’m around (I don’t know if it means I’m funny), but it makes me believe in miraclex. Somehow, I was able to give you this happiness. And I want to believe one day I’ll be able to give you more.” You were close enough to him to finally grab his wrist. You wrapped your fingers around it slowly, one more time. Hopping he would listen to you, and not withdrawn.

“Maybe that’s the reason I like you. Because you’re my favorite moment of the day. You’re a shiny sky that makes me believe tomorrow could be a better day. Simply because you come back, every day. “You were now facing Peter. You didn’t realize before doing it how much these words were true: seeing Peter was the highlight of your day. And he made each tomorrow better just because you knew you would spend time with him again.

“How did you know?” he finally asked. With his hand on his neck, his head facing the floor and the way his knees were bending, you could tell Peter was trying to hide. He felt ashamed, almost naked from this. You knew his feelings. He knew it was a bad idea to open his heart like that. But he hated the idea that you couldn’t get one true love letter. That he couldn’t give you that when he could write so many things about you.

You took Peter’s hand, hold it and put it against his heart. “You feel that, Pete? That’s how much you cared about me.” Even with his head down, you could see his eyes rolling. Of course, he knew that. Don’t need to rub salt into the wound he thought. But then you slowly put his hand against your own heart. “It’s beating the same. Because I feel the same way about you.” You waited a few seconds before Peter finally looked at you. You gave him a small smile to encourage him into believing your words.

You were in love with Peter Parker. “Really?” he asked frowning, still unsure him, out of all the students you see every day, was the one your heart choose to love. You laughed slowly before bringing your face close to his. “Really.” You whispered against his lips. One look from Peter on your mouth was enough to know he wanted it too.

You couldn’t have asked for a better first kiss when Peter, under a starry night. After he proved you how much he cared for you. You loved how his hand went on your neck to keep you close and hold you. How his lips felt like heaven. You wondered how many people this guy kissed because he was a way too good kisser. But you didn’t mind. Everything was perfect.

Until Peter stopped the kiss.

“But for real, how did you know it was me?” You laughed at his confused face. He was such a baby you couldn’t resist kissing him another time. “First,” you started by pointing one finger “I’ve been in class with you. I know your style. And mostly, I know your writing. It wasn’t difficult to recognize it. And even if I had a doubt, I still have common work we did last year.” It seemed fair to Peter, he should have thought about that.

“And second, I don’t spend night on the rooftop looking at the star with everyone. You’re the only one I want to do this with. So, it seemed logical that you would be the one writing that.” And thankfully he was, because you never wanted anyone else comparing you to a starry night than Peter Parker.

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snippy-tano · 1 year

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so this one hit me in the middle of night last night and I woke up in like a cold sweat and finished it off tonight. I hope you all like it! it is a part 2 to the Hunter x Senator!Reader. consider it an early present for you guys since my birthday is tomorrow ;)

hope y’all love it! let me know what you think!

s/o to @quizznag who commented on ao3 and said they should get their meal together and then hunter and reader sneak off to a balcony to have a chat. Bless u

(also apologies for no page break, I’m doing this on mobile and Jfhshdhf it sucks sometimes. I’ll fix it when I can get on a computer I promise y’all)

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Of Sergeants and Senators: Part 2

(Part 1)

After your stint as an investigator who brought down the spice smuggling ring on your home planet, things died down a bit for you.

You were still incredibly busy. Your side project had caught the attention of other senators and you suddenly found yourself involved much more heavily in politics. People took you more seriously and that made things both easier and more difficult.

But you didn’t mind. You finally felt like you were making a difference within the Senate and it was all thanks to what you were able to accomplish on your home planet.

Speaking of your accomplishments, you couldn’t have done it without the help of the Bad Batch.

Ever since they left to continue their specialty missions, you had kept tabs on them. You had given the Sergeant your comm link and you had kept in contact with him. It started as messages here and there, sometimes conversations left for days only to be picked up like no time had passed. Then it turned into calls when you had time, the duration of the calls gradually increasing. Then it was holocalls where you could see him. You had grown close with him over this time period, learning more about him and worrying when he didn’t reply.

Your calls didn’t occur as frequently as you may have liked, but you were both busy with your own jobs. Hunter was out there saving lives and fighting in the war and you were fighting your own battles on the Senate floor.

It was hard. But you lived for those quiet moments when you could message or speak with him. He had a way of making you forget what was going on in your life and you craved every second you got to speak with him. It was getting harder and harder to keep ignoring the tugging at your heart every time you had to say goodbye, but you did your best to ignore it.

Occasionally, you would send them a package for when they were back on Kamino with some things you found at markets on Coruscant. It wasn’t much, but you hoped that it showed your gratitude towards them and how much you valued them.

It had been hard to coordinate a time for you to treat them to that meal you promised them because they were hardly ever on Coruscant. You were like ships passing in the night. And you were convinced the war would be over before you had your opportunity.

But as luck would have it, you had a free evening and the Batch happened to be in the system.

It was only one night. But you were going to make it count.

Hana had insisted she drive you, which you had insisted she didn’t need to. You were perfectly capable of driving yourself.

“Hana, I can handle it. It’s like you don’t trust me.”

Hana only laughed as she started up the speeder. “That’s because I don’t.”

Ouch.

But you had to admit it, you made it to your destination much sooner and without any major incidents with Hana at the helm.

The Batch was already waiting for you when you arrived. Wrecker waved wildly when he saw the two of you approaching and it brought a smile to your face.

“I’m glad you made it!” You called as you approached.

Hunter let out a laugh. “We almost didn’t, but the boys were excited and we were going to make it no matter what.”

You smiled at him, taking a deep breath to calm your rapidly beating heart.

“Any reason we’re meeting down here and not on the surface? I didn’t take you for one to mingle here.” Crosshair said and you crossed your arms.

“What? You think a senator should be too afraid to come here?”

“Just an observation.” Crosshair replied, fiddling with his toothpick.

“I did have a reason for meeting here and not on the surface. And the reason is right there.” You pointed across the street and the Batch turned to follow your gesture.

“Oh no way!! I’ve heard about this place!” Wrecker cried, punching Tech on the arm. “Let’s go!”

You watched as the Batch and Hana moved towards the entrance, Hana and Tech already in conversation and Wrecker and Crosshair right ahead of them.

“Dex’s?” Hunter asked, crossing his arms. You smiled softly.

“I wanted to take you all to a meal that reflected my thanks to you, but I thought you might be more comfortable here. Besides, Dex is an old friend and I am always willing to provide him with business.” You replied, motioning with your hand. “Come on.”

“Senator!” A loud booming voice greeted you the moment you stepped inside the small diner. “It’s been too long! I’ve missed ya!”

You smiled broadly. “I’ve missed you just about as much as I’ve missed your food Dex. Do you have a booth open for us?”

“For you, I’ll make room. Head on over to that booth in the corner, I’ll be right there.” Dex waved you on and you raised a hand in response. You headed towards where Dex had motioned, the Batch and Hana following behind you. It was going to be a tight fit, even with a corner booth, but you’d make it work.

You ended up sandwiched between Wrecker and Hunter. Hana had somehow secured the edge of the booth and you had a sneaking suspicion that Tech was behind it.

Dex kept by a moment after you’d gotten settled, taking drink and food orders. One positive about Dex was the food was excellent, and fast. Meaning before you knew it, all of you were digging into some of the best food on the entire planet.

But you may be biased.

The night passed without a hitch. Even though you hadn’t spent much time in a casual setting with the entire Batch, it was easy to have a conversation with them, all of them. You talked to Wrecker about food and found you shared a love for all things sweet. Tech and you had a long conversation about book you’d both read on the floral and fauna of Naboo, and everyone else ended up cutting you off before it could really get in-depth. But you’d make sure you continued the conversation later because it truly was just getting fascinating.

Crosshair was a tougher nut to crack. You tried a few times throughout the course of the night but he never seemed to bite. The only time you got him to say more than a few snarky words was when you made a joke about Separatist droids and you’d gotten a sincere snicker from him. You only knew it was sincere because he immediately cleared his throat and refused to make eye contact.

Hunter and you didn’t talk too much, just a few short words here and there. But neither of you seemed to mind. It had been a while since you’d been in each others presence, but sitting next to him in a crowded diner with some men you’d developed an affection for was enough.

He was enough.

The night was drawing to a close much sooner than you had expected. Dex had insisted you could stick around past closing, but you knew he had a long day and would have a lot to do after you left. So with some fond farewells and promises to come back very soon, you were back outside in the streets of Coruscant.

“Well boys, I think our night of leave is almost up.” Hunter said, which made Wrecker groan.

“Aww! But I don’t want to go yet! We never get a night off!” Wrecker whined and you looked at Hana who shrugged.

“Alright, follow us. I have an idea.” You said, starting to walk beside Hana. The Batch hesitated and you turned, continuing to walk backwards. “Come on, you’ll love it I promise.”

Wrecker moved immediately and you grinned when you saw the rest of them begin to follow the big guy’s lead. You skipped once, turning back around.

The walk was a short one and before you knew it, you were standing in front of a nondescript building with a neon sign in the window.

You looked at the Batch with a smile as they stared in confusion. “Come on. You’re about to try the best cryo-treats in the galaxy.”

Wrecker whooped and you smiled, leading them inside. Hunter had protested against your footing the bill again, but you insisted and he didn’t fight you on it. Thanking you with a soft “thank you ma’am” and nudging the rest of the Batch to do the same.

Everyone split among the small shop, taking up chairs and tables. You met eyes with Hunter. You motioned for him to follow you and you stepped through the doors leading to a small balcony in the shop. You could hear the rest of the Batch’s lively conversation until the door shut behind the two of you.

“Wow.” Hunter breathed and you smiled as you walked up to the edge of the balcony, leaning on the railing. The balcony was secluded. Well, as secluded as Coruscant could be. The lights outside were dim, letting the light of the city planet be the main source of light. Vines native to the planet of the owner of the shop wove in and out of the railing surrounding the balcony. A few small tables and chairs filled the space, giving people who visit a quiet place to come and enjoy treats and company.

“Some senators like to frequent concert halls, or bars, or restaurants as a break.” You said. “I like to come here instead.”

“It’s quiet.”

“Surprising right? I’m not sure how they do it, but the city isn’t quite as loud from here. It’s calming.” You replied, taking a bite of your treat. “I don’t mind sharing my secret space, so feel free to come back here any time you’re planet side.”

“Thank you. For everything.” Hunter said, eyes fixed outwards.

You took another bite and shook your head. “I should be thanking you. You helped me and my people when you didn’t need to and continue to help the people of the Galaxy. I’m not sure I will ever be able to fully express my gratitude towards you.”

It was Hunter’s turn to shake his head. “We were just doing our job. We’re soldiers. It’s what we were bred to do.”

“I know the clones really didn’t have a choice in all of this, but there are people out there who are grateful for what you do. You’re also people who deserve to experience things the rest of us take for granted.” You finished your treat and set it aside. “You should have a chance to live a life without war.”

“I’ve never known life without war. I’m not sure I ever could.” Hunter said and you let out a sigh.

You had touched on this conversation before, during one of your many calls through the last few months. But Hunter had almost always dodged your questions or changed the subject. He clearly didn’t want to talk or think about it, so you never pushed him. This was the furthest you’d ever gotten along this line of thinking. You knew this was your chance to find out more and maybe convince him his life was worth living without war.

You turned towards him, placing your hand over his gloved one as it rested on the railing. His eyes snapped down, but you remained focused on his face.

“Hunter, I don’t know what you’ve been through and I cannot begin to understand. But I do know that you are standing in front of me, living and breathing. I can’t guarantee the war will end in our favor, but if it does, you deserve to live a life that you want with the freedom of discovering it for yourself.” You said. “And I will be around to help you figure it out. All of you.”

“We clones can’t really imagine thinking that far into the future. We’re designed to be expendable.” His voice was quiet and your chest tightened.

“Not to me. Never to me. You and all of your brothers deserve a life and I will do my best to make sure that when the war ends you’re given that choice.”

Hunter let out a sigh. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.” You smiled, you moved to remove your hand from the top of his, but he held fast. You froze, shoulders tensing.

“Being a clone does have its advantages.” He said, looking out at the city, seemingly unbothered by the fact his hand was still clutching yours.

You swallowed. “Really? All of you, or just you?”

Hunter’s mouth lifted in a smirk. “Right now, just me. Wanna know why?”

No. Yes. Maybe? Your heart was pounding in your chest and you were trying to keep your hands from trembling.

“Yes.” You breathed and he turned to face you. He switched hands, only to tug off a glove and set it down on the railing. Then his bare hand engulfed yours.

Your stomach swirled as Hunter stepped closer and leaned down slightly so he was hovering near your ear.

“I can hear how fast your heart is beating.”

You stopped breathing as a shiver went down your spine. You could practically feel him smirking beside you and as much as you wanted to punch him for being so smug, you were absolutely frozen in place. Hunter straightened slightly so he was now looking down at you.

Your mind was racing. There were so many instances when the Batch was assigned to protect you where you found your heart rate increasing when you were in Hunter’s presence. You knew he had enhanced senses, but you didn’t think they were that enhanced. Does that mean every time you felt a little off in his presence that he knew it??

Hunter seemed to be following where your train of thought was going, because he chuckled softly. His hand tightened around yours.

“There is something I’ve always wanted to try that I think you can help with.”

Your eyes met his and you let out a breath. You trusted him completely.

“Really?”

He hummed in response as your eyes searched his face.

What could be possibly-

Oh.

It dawned on you what he likely meant and your face warmed involuntarily. You could feel your heart thump in your chest and you cleared your throat, knowing he could hear it now had your stomach flipping.

“Okay.”

Hunter hesitated for a moment, eyes searching yours. You met his gaze and gave his hand a squeeze.

You’re not sure you breathed the entire time Hunter was leaning closer to you, but the exhale you released the moment his lips touched yours was one of relief. Your eyes closed immediately and you sagged against him. There was some shuffling and then two bare hands gently touched your face, his fingertips weaving into your hair.

Knowing you were in danger of losing it entirely, you grabbed onto his wrists, holding them as tightly as you dared. Right now it was the only thing grounding you. His lips moved incessantly and you found yourself chasing every single movement. You hadn’t been kissed like this since…well ever. He wrapped an arm around your shoulders, dragging you closer and you went willingly, practically melting into him.

Before you were ready, he pulled back. You started to lean back in, but he laughed and pressed his forehead against yours. “I hear the boys talking, they might be heading this way any minute.”

You let out a breathy chuckle. “Aah. Right.”

“Trust me, if it wasn’t for them, I wouldn’t have stopped.”

Your stomach did a somersault and you looked up at him, lifting a hand to brush against his cheek. “I would have liked that.”

“To be continued?”

“To be continued.”

Hunter returned your smile, leaning forward to press one last chaste kiss on your lips before taking a step away from you. He adjusted his chest plate and you brushed at your slightly wrinkled clothes. Just then, the door opened.

“Oh, here you are.” Tech said. “I fear that Wrecker is rapidly approaching a sugar crash and I suggest we return to the Marauder before that happens.”

“Alright, we’re coming.” Hunter replied and Tech nodded before shutting the door behind him.

Hunter looked back at you, after he picked up his gloves. He reached forward, gave your hand one last squeeze before putting his gloves back on. You both shared another smile before heading for the door, side by side.

The journey forward would be hard, probably one of the hardest. But knowing Hunter had your six and you had his, it would be worth it.

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