#[She kinda... forgot to introduce herself.]

[windor-truffle]

I remembered Major Victoria not really playing much of a role in the story but I thought I had just forgotten some of her dialogue... nope, she only has 5 lines of very generic dialogue during the coup at Barona Castle 😭 canon did you so dirty girl imma try to give you some relevancy okay???

[unrealization]

@mechatiqe cont from Here.

Despite Akira's protests, she was still sent to speak with the mechanic. She hadn't had enough time with the script yet, and thus had no solid grasp on her character yet. The Phantasm loomed on the edge of her periphery, looming large and threatening to pull her identity apart. In a way, it made sense to send Akira. She was the Ultimate Actress. Her presence would lend immediate legitimacy to any stage production. Anyone who knew who she was might jump at the chance to work with her, but in her experience most didn't. She didn't have the same glamour of a proper actress. Akira's talent could only carry the production so far. Props, stage effects, that sort of thing. Kazuichi Soda was the Ultimate Mechanic. He was an obvious pick for the job if he could be convinced. Upon reaching his lab, Akira nearly gagged on the smell of gasoline that permeated the place. When she finally spotted the mechanic, she lingered a moment. His back was turned, obviously focused on something else. She watched him, memorizing each movement and micro-expression. Akira slammed her eyes shut. Not. Now. "Excuse me." She made sure not to look directly at him, and certainly not to make eye contact. "I was hoping I could borrow you... If you don't mind."

A mini screwdriver held between his lips, the mechanic was completely focused on finishing up the various things he was entrusted with repairing, both hands busy switching from one tool to another. The presence of another person being there in the garage with him had been completely off his radar — that is, until the other talked. ���H-huh?” he fumbled with the tools, a little startled, before turning around to glance at the other. “Oh. Uh, how long have you been there? I don’t think I heard any footsteps…” Then again, it might’ve been a result of how absorbed he becomes when it came to machine-related matters. Ah well, whatever. He waved the thought away. “Anyway, give me one second. I just need to finish this bike up quickly and I’ll get to you. I just need to give it one last check.” And, true to his word, the mechanic didn’t take so much as a minute looking the bike over, before wiping his hands on his jumpsuit -staining it further with oil- and turning around to the other. “There, I’m done. You uh, needed me for something, right?”

That was... easier than expected. He barely even looked up before he accepted. He didn't even know what her ask was. Her gaze locked onto an oil stain on the floor, despite all the noise from his work trying to pull her attention onto him.

It was always like this. The line between character and performer was so thin for her that if she watched him too closely she might lose herself completely. The Phantasm hungered, and she felt its bottomless appetite tugging at the edge of her consciousness.

"We're putting on a show this weekend." She said, "We need you to help setup stage effects. There are a lot of moving parts and stuff."

Her explanation wasn't the best, but she hoped it was enough. Most people in this school tended to jump at the chance to indulge in their talent. After all, their identities at Ultimates were defined by those talents.

It probably helped that indulging like that was voluntary. For Akira it wasn't. Her 'talent' was like a hand around her throat. She felt pride at her craft, of course, but it made it terribly hard for her to just be herself. Whoever Akira Jikonashi was. Sometimes she wasn't sure.

"We'd... Appreciate your help, Soda-san."

[quarterlifekitty]

first of all i love womens hockey, strong ladies slamming up on the glass, amazing.

i went to a pwhl game and a man with his like teenage daughter were next to me and THAT MFER LOOKED EXACTLY LIKE JOHN PRICE hat and blue eyes and beard and everything it was nuts. anyways john price is a hockey girl dad of a scary 13 year old who kept staring at me the whole game.

just needed people to knoww

(fuck that mans gorgeous irl)

also i love your writing. Thank u for sharing ur brain w the internet.

That makes me think like. Imagine being John’s neighbor. You haven’t spoken more than pleasantries to him, introduced yourself to him and his daughter, made small talk at block parties.

And one cold day after school, his daughter is sitting on the front steps shivering, because she forgot her house key. You don’t have a spare, and John won’t be home for hours— so you tell her to stay inside your place until then. You call John and leave a message to let him know.

She’s a little wary of you, which is good. It’s not like you’re a total stranger, but you’re also not necessarily trustworthy yet. She just parks herself on the couch and watches whatever you’d had on tv, a little awkward as she sips the cup of tea you’d made her so she could warm up.

She ends up getting kinda attached. You joke with her that you watch the show that’s on because of the hot guys in it, and she smiles. She’s at that age, but of course she doesn’t really want to talk about it with John. You remember being 13, and she likes talking to you. John comes by once he’s home, thanks you profusely and apologizes for having to take up so much of your day. You tell him it was no trouble at all, and that she’s welcome any time.

She ends up taking you up on your offer. Usually after school, when her dad is still at work. You just leave the door open. She asks you questions about boys, about makeup— things she’s a little curious about but her mother isn’t around to answer. You get invited to all of her hockey games, with John insisting you sit next to him (when he can make it, that is).

You do holiday baking with her. She invites you to her birthday dinner. You’re welcomed over to John’s for every Christmas and other holiday they can manage to throw together a little gathering for. You’re so focused on her that you completely miss how John stares at you every single time you’re with his daughter.

Such a natural with her— and he’s had such a hard time connecting with her now that she’s becoming a teen. They’ve always had hockey, but it’s hard for him to accept that she’s not a baby anymore (even thought she’ll always be his baby). She storms over to your place every time they fight, and he’s eternally grateful she has somewhere to go for comfort when he doesn’t understand her.

She’s over at yours so much that he thinks it might be easier if you just moved in. That it would be a big age gap, but his daughter might like to have a little sibling. That if anything ever happened to him he’d want you to have every right to look after her. If that’s what you wanted, anyways.

And he loves his girl more than anything in the world, but it hasn’t been easy. Between raising her and his work, he doesn’t hardly have any time for dating. Whenever he’s tried— his daughter had found a problem with whoever he’d brought home, and that had signaled the end. It was hard enough to find anyone interested in dating a single parent.

So when you’d moved in next door, he couldn’t help himself. You’re pretty, single. He can see you through his window almost any time he wants. You don’t close your curtains nearly as much as you should, either. He’s just a man, y’know?

So, yeah, he’s made himself cum thinking of you more times than he can count. And it only gets worse once he has those fleeting thoughts about you being a mother for his girl. Maybe a few more kids if he can manage to get a ring on your finger. Insane thought to have when he’s never even asked you out on a date.

[five-bi-five-mind]

New Addition

Fandom: Marvel

Pairings: Wanda Maximoff x fem!Reader

Words: 5.5k+

Genre: Fluff & Smutt

Summary: After things get serious with Wanda, she's finally ready to let you meet the twins. When everything just clicks with all of you, Wanda is even more smitten and so are you. So much so, that she might be getting a little ahead of herself...

Warnings: fingering (r receiving); biting, strap-on use (r receiving); magic strap; mommy kink; praise; pet-names; cum-filled strap; top!Wanda, bottom!r; breeding kink (maybe?); let me know if I forgot things...

A/N: So this was a request I received on another Wanda fic of mine posted to AO3... figured I'd run with it. Also kinda hate both the name and the gif I came up with for this fic but oh well... anyways, yay 1k celebrationnnnn

Another New Addition (Part 2)

“You did so good with them,” Wanda said with a soft smile. Her back pressed against the door as you walked further into her bedroom. “They absolutely loved you.” 

“I loved them too.” You returned her smile before turning around and taking in her room. Never had you stepped foot in here. You were honestly giddy just being in her home and taking in her surroundings, but now to finally be in her bedroom, a place that was so private and intimate to her… Well, you were over the moon.

In fact, you could probably say that you were glowing. In the six months that you had been with Wanda, you both decided to take things relatively slow. Any nights alone with her were spent at your apartment, not hers. You were totally okay with that. With Wanda having two boys, you knew what a big step it was to introduce you to them. That was always the plan though. Wanda had discussed it with you in detail. Once things got serious, if they got serious, you’d be slowly and gently integrated into their family dynamic. 

And of course, things got serious. What with Wanda blurting out how much she loved you within the first three months of your relationship and you immediately returning that sentiment with teary eyes. Still, you spent three months adjusting to that new development before you even thought about meeting her kids.

But then it finally came time to see them. Wanda approached you with a smile on her face, the one she got whenever she wanted something, and you willingly listened to her plea. Maybe the idea of meeting them utterly terrified you, but only because you knew how important it was for you to bond with them. You prepared yourself for some awkwardness, maybe even a little rejection from them at first. Lucky for you, you didn’t even need to worry at all. 

They were hesitant at first, but so were you. Wanda nudged the three of you along for maybe the first hour of meeting each other, but then it was like everything fell into place. It helped that deep inside you were kind of a big nerd. When they talked about their interests you immediately jumped in. That led Tommy to immediately beg for you to see all their stuff and Billy to tug you through the house until you reached their room. They then proceeded to give you a tour of what was quite possibly all of the items they ever owned. You nodded excitedly as they each took turns explaining just about everything in their possession and that just added to their excitement too. It felt like maybe minutes went by, but in reality over an hour had passed. 

Wanda, the whole time, just stood back and watched with the brightest smile glued to her face. The amount of pride and love she had for her boys was so evident in everything she did, but you didn’t have to see to know that. The way she would talk about them for hours with so much happiness in her voice had already told you as much, and you loved to listen to her talk about her family. Anytime she did, you couldn’t stop yourself from daydreaming about being added to their dynamic. It didn’t help that her love for you was also just as evident, making it easier for you to rationalize how easily you could fit in with the three of them. And as Wanda watched with delight at how fast you all clicked, she was filled with those same daydreams you often had. 

When it was rounding on three hours of you and the boys just spending time together, she finally broke the three of you out of your moment. It was probably important for all of you to eat even if you were just as disappointed as the twins when the three of you were torn from their extra detailed room tour. Wanda had to bite her lip to hold back a cheeky grin when she saw you following the boys out of their room with a matching pout. 

What really won you points with them was your insistence on pizza instead of Wanda putting in even more effort to orchestrate this perfect night with a fancy home-cooked dinner. She already worked so hard, she didn���t need to prepare some sort of three course meal too. Plus, the boys were over the moon for the idea of pizza and even more so when you said your favorite toppings were the same as theirs.

After full stomachs and more exciting conversation over just about everything the twins loved, you all settled with a movie. The movie was probably the hardest thing to pay attention to. The boys curled up on one side of the room, their eyes glued to whatever action scenes were unfolding on the screen. You weren’t really sure what the plot was and you didn’t even remember the movie title, not when Wanda had you wrapped up in her arms. 

It was all honestly very innocent. You leaned back on Wanda and she pulled a blanket over you both. Her fingers were innocently running up and down your arms as the movie went on, and while it was nothing inappropriate, it still made your heart race at the intimacy of it all. How could you pay attention to the movie when you were wrapped in the arms of the woman you loved and felt like you were instantly accepted into her family? You couldn’t remember the last time you were this happy. 

As the movie continued, you looked across the room at her two boys who were slowly falling asleep while trying and failing to remain focused on the screen. There was a soft smile on your lips that had practically never left since the moment Wanda got comfy with you on the couch. As silly as it might be, you couldn’t help but think that you could get used to this. Your mind wandered to the idea of having weekly evenings like this, quietly spending time with Wanda and her family until they all finally saw you as their family too. Never had you wanted something more strongly than for this night to become a regular occurrence. Maybe it was too fast. After all, you just met the boys and you’ve been dating Wanda for less than a year, but something inside you just said that all of this was right. It was a gut feeling that told you this is exactly where you were supposed to be. With Wanda, helping raise the boys if she’d let you, and spending every day of the rest of your life loving the three of them with everything you had.

You rubbed at your eyes, feeling a little sappy for the tears that welled there from the realization of just how perfect everything was. Wanda took your movement as a sign that maybe you were just as sleepy as the boys, whispering in your ear if maybe the four of you should finish the movie another night. Wanda didn’t buy it when you shook your head and tried to convince her you weren’t that sleepy. 

Of course, no matter how convincing you were, the boys really were not. They were struggling to keep their eyes open, their little heads nodding back onto the couch every few minutes before they jostled themselves awake. While they weren’t in love with the idea of calling the night early, Wanda was so good with them and convincing that they eventually agreed. What really got to you, in a good way, was that Wanda promised you’d be back for another night like this and that’s what finally eased their minds enough to agree to tuck in for bed. 

After she had them all tucked in, they were both in a deep sleep within minutes. You hung back while Wanda got them ready for bed, but you heard the way she cooed at them and cared for them as they settled into bed. While she was doing that, you were sitting alone, waiting for her to guide you to her bedroom. It was at this point in the night that anxiousness crept back in. Both of you had talked about it and planned for this to also be the first time you were to sleep over at her house too. There had been plenty of times where Wanda had got a sitter overnight and stayed with you, but this still felt very new. It was a big deal, and you were getting a little in your head about it.

Eventually, Wanda returned to you, slipping her hand in yours and pulling you towards her bedroom. Her soft smile matched the one you had worn earlier and you tried to match it, but nerves were getting the best of you. If Wanda noticed, she didn’t say much. She just introduced you to her room and motioned for you to walk in before she followed behind you.

And now, here you both were. Her smile was large as she praised you for the day and your nerves had momentarily left your body as you beamed proudly back at her.

They really did seem to get along well with you and it was so important for both you and Wanda that that happened. It was like a dream come true honestly, to be so quickly accepted by her kids and to so quickly accept them too. You were excited about what the future could bring, if the four of you could truly be one big happy family like you hoped. It had been one evening, but suddenly you found yourself wanting that future more than anything else you’ve ever wanted in your entire life. As Wanda smiled back at you, you thought maybe you could confidently guess that she wanted the exact same. 

“Was it too presumptuous of me to promise the boys another family night?” Wanda looked at you with the most hopeful eyes as she spoke.

Family Night. Those words made your heart flutter. It really did seem like Wanda felt what you were feeling about the whole evening. It was like this meant-to-be connection between all of you. You knew Wanda was the one for you the moment you two met, and Wanda had hinted that the feeling was mutual too. Now, since you’ve met her family, that same gut feeling was even stronger. It felt like, not only was Wanda meant to be your person, but the three of them were meant to be your family too. 

“No, no, no.” You were maybe too eager to convince Wanda you were more than happy with that. “It wasn’t too presumptuous.”

Wanda pushed herself off from where she was leaning on her bedroom door. In a few steps, she was suddenly in front of you, her arms wrapped around you and pulling you into a tight embrace. 

“Really?” She smiled and you nodded enthusiastically. Her lips pressed to yours in a gentle, but brief kiss. 

“I’d love to do it again,” you said against her lips, leaning back in for more. “And again…” you kissed her once. “And again…” you kissed her once more. “And again.”

Wanda pulled back to look at you, her smile so contagious it made you forget all about your nervousness that you had just moments ago. “I’m so glad you’re finally here.” Wanda pressed her forehead to yours as she spoke. She placed her hands on either of your cheeks and you couldn’t stop yourself from leaning into her touch. “I’ve been picturing this since the day I met you and it was all so perfect. You’re perfect.”

You closed your eyes as she spoke such sweet words to you. It was all making you so incredibly happy that you were at a loss for words. Your hands came up to cover Wanda’s and you turned your head to kiss the palm of one of her hands. She hummed softly to herself for a second, her forehead still pressed to yours.

You both stayed like that for a moment, basking in how happy and in love both of you were. One of the biggest things about tonight, other than being accepted by the two most important people in Wanda’s life, was that all of this just made your love for her even stronger. Wanda, of course, felt the exact same way. 

As she watched you, she was in awe of how good you were with them. It was almost like you slipped into a role she had never seen from you, but had hoped was there or would develop over time. As the boys talked to you about their interests and their lives, you showed this almost maternal side; one that knew how to respond to even the silliest of things they said to you. And then you also had this goofy, friendly side to you that matched her boys’ energy so perfectly, it was like a match made in heaven. As Wanda watched you throughout the night, she couldn’t imagine a better partner to integrate into her family dynamic. 

When the movie was playing, Wanda was filled with daydreams of what making you a permanent part of her family would look like. The evenings you’d spend with her and the twins, the adventures you’d all go on, the fun and love you’d share. To Wanda, those daydreams felt very possible to actualize and she planned to do so. Wanda knew, when she first met you, that you would be someone good for her boys, and she felt even more validated as the evening went on.

As Wanda was promising the boys that you would be back, she was consumed with thoughts of how fast she really could convince you to take more steps into a bigger commitment with her. There were quick little thoughts that popped into her mind about proposing, asking you to move in, talking to you about future building in a more real and permanent sense. She had a small worry that she was moving too fast. Not in a way that she thought things between the two of you would go bad, but just that she didn’t want to bombard you with so much so quickly. Except, these little thoughts about a future with you got bigger and louder as she pulled you to her bedroom. In the short walk it took to drag you through her halls, she started having ideas about even expanding the family with you. Seeing you not only become a co-parent to her twins, but carrying and being a mother to another child of hers. 

That last idea was even stronger when she finally had her arms around you in the privacy of her own bedroom. She was getting ahead of herself with all of these images of you becoming her wife and her coming home to you, her boys, and possibly a new addition to her family. The thought of you and her creating a new life together was starting to intrigue her. Maybe a little too much… 

Wanda leaned into you again, placing a soft, lingering kiss to your lips. The kind that had you leaning forward for more when she pulled away. She let out a soft laugh at your actions, but continued to deny you another kiss to your lips. Instead, she pressed hers to your cheek and then your other, showering you with soft kisses all over your face and enjoying the warmth she felt rise on your skin from her actions. 

You couldn’t stop your smile from growing as she treated you with such tenderness. Your heart raced as she moved her lips to jaw and then cupped your chin to tilt your head and press her lips to your pulse point. She trailed her lips down your neck then, with feather light kisses as she went. Her hands moved down to encircle your waist again and press the two of you even closer together. Your head swam at the feeling of her lips on you and being engulfed in her warmth. She really was perfect for you. It was like she knew exactly how to make you melt in the palm of her hand. 

“You’re so beautiful,” Wanda murmured against your neck, her teeth lightly nibbling at the skin there. Your eyes fluttered closed at the feeling of her lips on your neck and you hummed an incoherent response. “I love you so much,” Wanda continued, her lips moving back up to your own before placing another kiss to them.

“And I love you,” You whispered into the kiss. Wanda kissed you again at that, but this time a little harder. The kiss was slow, but she was moving her lips against yours in such a way that had you already feeling drunk on them alone. Your lips parted and Wanda’s tongue peeked out, running against yours ever so slightly, but just enough to cause you to shiver. And then, all too soon she pulled away, leaving you breathless in her wake. 

“I’ve been working on something I want to try…” Wanda’s voice was quiet as she pulled back slightly. You’ve seen a lot of sides of Wanda, but this one was a little new. It almost seemed like she was shy, nervous even, for whatever she had in mind. 

You met her eyes, giving her a gentle smile while you waited for her to continue. The arms around you moved, hands slipping underneath your shirt to press flat to your back. She ran her hands up slowly as she nibbled on her lip, you could tell she was hesitant about what she would say next. 

“Wanda,” you urged. “What is it?” You let out a soft, nervous giggle. Whatever she had in mind had you excited already, but the way she was being so withholding about it made waiting for the reveal a little anxiety inducing. 

“Do you trust me?” Her eyes sparkled as she leaned back in. 

“Of course,” you said breathlessly, waiting for her lips to press against yours once more. This time when they did, her hands pressed your body fully against her own when your lips met. The way she kissed you had your head spinning. It wasn’t harsh, but it wasn’t gentle. It was hungry.

When you parted your lips for her, she licked into your mouth and you couldn’t help the soft moan that broke free. This only egged Wanda on further, moving her hands until she was pulling your shirt up and then completely off. In the moment that her actions broke the kiss you took a deep breath before Wanda’s lips smashed back into yours. Your hands tangled in her hair and you pressed yourself against her as if any minuscule amount of space was too much for you. 

“Are you sure?” Wanda mumbled against your lips, but you were too lost in hers to respond. 

Wanda pulled her head back and chuckled at the pout that followed after. “Baby, are you sure?” Wanda asked again, to which you fervently nodded. “Will you let me try something, then?”

“Anything,” you mumbled.

“Good…” Wanda trailed off before pushing you to walk backwards until your legs hit the foot of the bed. “Sit back for me, pretty girl.” You did as you were told, your face flushed a darker shade of pink from her use of pet names. 

Wanda leaned down over you as you scooted yourself onto the bed, hooking her hands into your belt loops. You knew what she wanted and one hand quickly went to unbutton your jeans before she gave them a hard yank towards her. With some awkward maneuvering, you helped her get them all the way off your body, along with your panties, and then looked up expectantly at her. 

Her clothes met yours on her bedroom floor. Both of you stood still for second, each taking in the other’s naked form. Wanda was gorgeous, standing there in nothing in front of you and she thought the same as you sat propped up on her bed. 

After a moment, Wanda lifted her hand up and you watched as she briefly flicked her fingers. Then, when her eyes moved down her own body, yours followed and your eyes practically bugged out of your head. Okay, this was something new. 

Between her legs, attached with straps, was a dark red dildo. It wasn’t small, but you didn’t think it was necessarily too big either. It wasn’t like you weren’t interested in trying this with Wanda, it was just that you two hadn’t even talked about introducing toys in the bedroom yet and suddenly, with a literal snap of her fingers, it was there in front of you. 

Wanda looked back up at you, a subtle swirl of red shining in her eyes. “Is this okay?” Wanda flicked her eyes back down to the toy between her legs before looking up at you again. 

Your mouth went dry, trying to find the words to tell her yes; it was more than okay. But you were also nervous with anticipation for her to finally touch you and use it. You swallowed hard. “Y-yeah,” you struggled, “it is.”

Wanda’s smile turned a little predatory as she took a step towards the bed again. She felt so proud of you, seeing how willing you were to do this with her. You were nervous, Wanda could tell, but she had a feeling once you both tried this it would soon become a favorite for both of you. 

She crawled onto the bed, her naked form hovering over yours and you gulped at the proximity. It wasn’t like you hadn’t been like this with Wanda before, it’s just that there was never the addition of what was in between her legs in the mix. 

Wanda kissed your lips again, long and lingering, before she moved to kiss down your chest. Her hands ran from your chest, fingers dancing across your nipples, until they moved further down. She brushed the tips of her fingers across your skin with such gentleness, leaving goosebumps in their wake, until finally she reached between your legs. Her fingers met your wetness already, the kisses she gave mixed with the perfection that is her body had you already in need of her touch. When the tips of her fingers brushed your clit, a shiver ran through your body, and when they repeated their feather light touch, Wanda reveled in the fact that your body reacted so easily to her. 

Lips kissed back up to your neck and a hand pressed to your sternum until you were finally fully laying back on the bed. Your head tilted back to let Wanda run her tongue down the most sensitive parts of the flesh there. By this time, Wanda had started to steadily circle your clit with her fingers, causing soft, breathy sighs to fall from your lips. 

The excitement of all of this was getting to her. To say it was hard to wait, was an understatement. Wanda was so floored by your reactions and couldn’t wait to try what she had planned for you. If you were already this worked up from light touches, she could only anticipate how you’d react when she was inside you in a way she hadn’t been before. But still, she needed to go slow, prepare you. She didn’t want to break you after all. 

Her fingers ran down your folds, tracing your entrance before slowly dipping two in. You let out a gasp that was only made louder by the way Wanda moved to your chest and took a nipple into her mouth. Her tongue ran over your nipples, switching between the two, as she pumped her fingers into you at a leisurely pace. Whines were filling the room and she knew you were frustrated with how slow she was touching you. It seemed you both were excited for the main event. 

When your hips started to move with her fingers, Wanda could tell this was your pathetic attempt to make yourself cum. Her free hand went straight to your hip, her grip a bit harsh as she forced your body to still on the mattress. “Shhh, baby, not yet,” she purred. “You’re not going to cum on my fingers tonight.”

You huffed in frustration and Wanda pulled her fingers all the way out. That had you really whiny. Wanda bit her lip to try to hide the smug smile that tugged on her lips, half considering to tease you for awhile before she really started to fuck you. But then again, she was too excited to wait any longer. 

Sitting back on the bed, Wanda moved your legs until she was between them with either of them hooked over her hips. She sat there for a moment, admiring the sight before her. She knew you were wet from how she was already touching you, but to see your pussy drip with your wetness made her mouth water. 

“Wanda…” you pleaded after a moment passed and Wanda continued to just hungrily stare. 

She snapped out of it with your plea, her hand moving to wrap around the deep red toy before lining it up with your entrance. “This isn’t just a toy. It’s magic,” Wanda said, her body still with the tip of it barely pushing into you. “I’ll be able to feel you.” 

It took you a moment to register what she meant, but she didn’t really give you a moment. Her hips pressed forward and you felt her enter you completely. “Oh!” You moaned as you felt your walls stretch around her. 

Wanda groaned as she entered you, her eyes squeezing shut. She was trying to take in deep breaths, trying to restrain herself, but dear god the feeling of you was intoxicating. 

Your head fell back down onto the pillow as Wanda rolled her hips, her cock hitting deep inside you. She had a hold of your hips as your legs were still propped on hers, it gave her the best angle to hit deeper. The way she could feel every inch of the toy inside your pussy had her head swimming.

Wanda tried to start at a slow pace, she really did, but with each pump of her hips you let out an adorable whimper and she felt your pussy practically twitch around her. It was all too much. With your legs still hooked to her, Wanda fell forward onto the mattress, your bodies pressed together, with her hands barely holding her up. With this position, your legs hooked over her waist, Wanda could fuck you deeper and all her restraint broke.

“Holy shi-“ Wanda cut herself off with a low moan. The way her body was moving against yours had your head spinning, her pace increasing more and more. “I knew- fuck- I knew it would feel good, but not this fucking good.” 

Wanda’s hips were rolling into you in such a way that your whole body rocked back with the power of her thrusts. One hand grabbed onto the forearm by your head. Your nails dug into her skin as she kept pulling her cock almost all the way out of you just to slam it back in. She definitely wasn’t being gentle with you anymore and you couldn’t begin to care. The force of her cock pumping into you had your whole body deliciously shaking.

Wanda was barely holding herself up as it is, but when your pussy started tightening around her cock she couldn’t keep it up. She was fully pressed against you, quite literally fucking you into the mattress. Her face was tucked into the side of your neck as her hands flew back to your hips, moving your body into hers so she could grind you onto her cock while she fucked you. 

Your hand flew to your mouth, balled in a fist. Your teeth dug into your knuckles to try to muffle any sounds that were coming out of you, while Wanda hid her groans of pleasure into your neck. “You feel so fucking good,” Wanda growled in your ear as the force of her thrusts increased. “You’re gonna cum on mommy’s cock, okay princess?”

The way she was talking was also new, but it just added to your building orgasm. You nodded desperately, helpless to do anything but let her continue to fuck into you with abandon. 

“I’m gonna cum inside you,” she groaned. “Wouldn’t you like that? Let mommy cum inside you, paint your pretty pussy with my cum. Tell me you want my cum.”

“Y-yes please,” you stammered. 

Her movements were becoming more erratic and as you were approaching your edge, you knew she was too. The way your pussy was squeezing her tight, mixed with the way you struggled to stay quiet was too much for her. Wanda came and she came hard, her teeth digging into your neck to muffle her moans. 

The second she came you felt her cum hit your walls. A gasp was barely muffled when your own orgasm hit you. The surprising feeling of her warm cum inside you mixed with the sting of her bite had your body quake and tears well in your eyes at the sheer power of your orgasm. 

“Fuck fuck fuck,” Wanda groaned into your neck, her hips continuing to move and fuck her cum into you. The way she felt your orgasm had her cum again, filling your pussy up and prolonging your own orgasm. 

When you finally came down your body slumped onto the bed, your eyes shut tight as you tried to catch your breath. Wanda pressed her head to your chest, listening to your racing heartbeat as she tried to calm down from her own orgasms. 

“Oh my god,” you whispered in wonder. That was intense. She drew from you what was probably the most powerful orgasm of your life. 

“Yeah, oh my god.” Wanda let out a breathless laugh. Wanda pulled out of you after a moment, a shiver running through your body as she did. 

She sat back up, her cum dripping from your entrance. You continued to lay on the bed, still utterly spent as Wanda trailed her fingers down your thighs. “You look so pretty with my cum dripping down your thighs,” she whispered to herself more than to you. You just hummed, your eyes still shut as you tried to calm your breathing.  “Wonder how many times until it takes…”

You perked up at that, your eyes opening to glance at Wanda. “What do you mean?” You were more curious than worried about her odd remark. 

“I said it was magic…” Wanda trailed off, her fingers continuing to idly trace across your skin. “You’d look so beautiful carrying my child.”

“Wanda…” You sat up fully at this. The look you gave her told her you were feeling hesitant now, but Wanda just met your eyes with a soft smile.

“Don’t worry.” Her fingers stilled as she spoke. “I’m still figuring it out, nothing should happen this time. It took me a while just to conjure up something I could feel. To create life with it intentionally will take work. I don’t think I’m there yet.”

There was a lot of interesting wording in that, but you chose to ignore it. After all, it wasn’t even a couple hours ago that you were thinking similar thoughts about being a part of and maybe even expanding Wanda’s family. If she was really worried about that sort of risk she would’ve told you up front. At least, you hoped so. 

In truth, Wanda really wasn’t sure. She thought, as far as she knew, what she was saying was true. If she was being honest with herself, she probably should’ve given more thought to the whole ordeal and what consequences might come after, but when Wanda had this idea in her mind she was just too excited to postpone it. The sheer need to feel you as she fucked you and to be able to actually cum inside you was too overwhelming. She didn’t want to wait another minute after tonight, so threw caution to the wind. 

If there are results that come after this night, while she seriously doubted it, she did technically tell you it was magic before you two started. Hopefully, you had some understanding of the unpredictability of things like that. Although, the two of you were already on the same page. Neither of you would mind these repercussions, despite the short time you’ve been together. Wanda knew you were meant to be hers, meant to be in this family, so why not solidify it?

“Can we…” You bit your lip for a moment, a blush creeping to your cheeks again as Wanda waited for you to continue. “Can we try it again?”

Wanda’s grin was dazzling as she happily agreed.

Repercussions be damned. 

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[jinnie-ret]

heatstroke

stray kids x ninth member!reader

genre: fluff, angst

content warnings: heat stroke, vomiting

word count: 1.9k

summary: y/n suffers from heat stroke on the day of their performance at lollapalooza

As voted by you!

It's finally here! Sorry it took me a while to post this after the poll ended, but I hope you enjoy!

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They had made it to Paris. Y/N couldn't believe how big the crowd would be for their performance at the festival 'Lollapalooza'. The sun was shining, and all she wanted to do was fully appreciate the nice weather. Although, where there was a Changbin, there was always chaos.

"Hwang Hyunjin!" Changbin called from opposite Y/N in his deck chair.

"Why do you keep calling me? Wae? Wae. Wae?" Hyunjin loomed over Changbin in a hoodie and sunglasses, wondering why the older member wanted his attention.

"Jinnie how are you wearing a hoodie right now? The sun's out, it's boiling," Y/N raised an eyebrow at him.

"It's not that hot," he shook his head at her, probably side eyeing her from behind his shades.

Each to their own, Y/N thought.

Somehow they came onto the topic of noodles but Y/N wasn't really fussed, she had ramen all the time back home.

She was more trying to relax, and she couldn't help but fall asleep from the comforting warmth of the French sunshine.

"Y/Nnie, wake up, you look like a tomato," Jeongin shook her awake, and as she became fully aware she realised her arms and neck was feeling quite hot.

Shit, she forgot her sun cream.

"You good? Your arms are so red," Chan peered at her, concerned.

"Mmm, my neck feels hot too," Y/N sits up in the deck chair, brushing her hair back so the boys could see.

"Aish that sunburn looks bad, you should have put on some suncream," Felix lightly brushes his finger over her red arm, making her wince.

"Gosh, I'm going to look like a tomato when we perform," Y/N laughs as she looks down at her arms.

"At this rate you won't just look like a tomato, you'll look like the whole garden," Lee Know smirks, proud of his joke.

"Ha, ha, very funny Lee Know," Y/N pats his cheek in a jokingly patronising way, smiling back at him.

"You need to take better care of yourself, Y/N," Chan looked over her, shaking his head.

"I'm sorry Channie, I just wanted to enjoy the nice weather," Y/N pouted.

"You do realise you can get skin cancer if you burn too much?" Seungmin pointed out, taking a sip of water from his bottle.

"Yah, Seungmin don't say things like that I'll get paranoid," Y/N whacks his arm lightly.

"Hey I'm just saying, your skin will age faster too," Seungmin shrugged.

"I'll look like an old woman next to you guys and I'm the youngest!" Y/N laughed, Han appearing with aloe vera out of nowhere and gently rubbing it into her skin, letting out quiet apologies when she winced.

"That's why I'm helping you, don't want you to look like a 60 year old next to us whilst we still look the same," Han laughed loudly.

"Haha, that would look kinda funny though," Y/N laughed at the thought. Perhaps she'd look like grandma I.N with the rest of the group alongside her.

"You know what else would be funny?" Changbin wiggled his eyebrows at her.

"What?" Y/N asked curiously, shifting her body to stand and face him.

"To see you dancing on stage like a tomato, everyone going crazy because of how big and red you are," Changbin maniacally giggled.

The boys burst out laughing at the statement and Y/N's face.

"Huh? Big?!" Y/N gasped laughing.

"I was talking about your cheeks, they're really big and red right now," Changbin laughed, waving his hands in defense of how what he said had sounded.

"Haha, I'll introduce myself like, hi! This isn't Y/Nnie, I'm tomato today!" Y/N put on her stage voice, pretending to introduce herself to her fans.

The members all laugh at her, Jeongin walking up to her and tickling her sides.

"Hey! Are you the new mascot for ketchup?" he cheekily grinned, eyes disappearing through his smile.

"Yah! Jeongin!" Y/N guffawed from his remark.

"Ah, our tomato is blushing so much," Lee Know pats her head smirking.

"Stop, stop," Y/N waves them away.

"Haha, seriously though, come inside the tent for a bit, you should stay out of the sun," Chan guided her into their tent where they were setup before their performance.

"Yeah it's not like we're performing until a few hours anyways," Lee Know nodded, as they all sat around inside.

"Aish, I'm tired," Y/N laid her head down in Han's lap, his hand brushing through her hair out of habit.

"You were literally just napping," Hyunjin raised a brow at her.

"Yeah but..." Y/N closed her eyes feeling relaxed at the familiar feeling.

"Drink some water first," Hyunjin put a bottle of water with a straw in it to her face.

Still with her eyes shut she took a sip and then relaxed. It wasn't until a couple of hours later that she was woken up and ushered to the stylists and makeup artists to get ready.

The crowd was insane. And really, they were the only thing keeping her going as she could feel her energy depleting. She didn't notice the glances from the boys throughout the performance, occasionally spotting her swaying yet she still managed to keep her vocals stable as they performed Superbowl for the first time ever, and Item for the second time ever.

The euphoria running through her veins began to leave her once they reached backstage. With a smile she listened to Felix end their set to hype the crowd with Seven Nation Army. But she couldn't help her slumped figure as she sat down after her desperate search for a chair.

"You good, Y/Nnie?" Chan patted her shoulder, trying to get her attention.

"Hot," Y/N panted, tugging at the collar of her leather jacket that she had been fitted with for the stage performance.

"Take it off then," Changbin helped her shake it off, now feeling concerned at her heavily sweating state.

"What's going on with Y/N?" some of the other members asked as they walked over.

"Ugh, my head," she groaned, now leant forward as she gripped onto her knees for some stability.

"Have some water, silly," Seungmin encouraged her to take his own, yet her shaky hand wasn't very reassuring to the others.

"Y/Nnie, you can't even hold onto it, are you dizzy? What's the matter?" Felix poured out questions, worried about the state she was in.

"Mmm," Y/N nods, as Jeongin helps her sip from the water bottle.

"Ah that's not good," Hyunjin shakes his head, frowning.

"Here, come on, let's get you relaxed somewhere else," Changbin helps her stand, yet as her body becomes upright she stumbles, Lee Know helping to support her balance.

Y/N suddenly tears up, feeling scared about how she was feeling. It was all too overwhelming, and everything felt too hot.

"C-can't feel my arms," Y/N whimpered as tears fell down her cheeks, the boys murmuring amongst themselves worriedly.

"You can't feel your arms?" Felix asked, a scared look on his face, and that made Y/N feel worse, she didn't want the boys to be stressed out for her sake.

"I'm sorry, I..." Y/N trailed off, still panting as she was guided back to her chair, the boys deciding it was for the better for her to rest for now where she was, instead of moving her somewhere else.

"You're okay. Everything is going to be ok, sweetheart, we've got you, yeah?" Chan hushed her soothingly, Han rubbing her back in small circles.

"Should we call a medic?" Jeongin asked, eyes wide with uneasiness.

"Yes, good idea, Innie," Lee Know nodded at him, as they both went to look for some help.

"Y/N, you're ok, you're going to be ok," Hyunjin quietly comforted her, a light grip on her hand as he knelt down beside her.

Y/N groaned again from her headache getting worse.

"Where are those medics?" Changbin asked, looking around frustratedly with his hands on his hips, wondering what was taking so long.

"Don't... worry... don't waste... on me..." Y/N could barely get her words out, especially as a wave of nausea overcome her.

"Yah, it's not a waste, you're clearly not well right now Y/N," Han looked sullen, now fanning her face with a piece of paper he had found.

"S-sorry... ugh, feel... sick," she mumbled dizzily, slumped in the chair.

"You feel sick?" Hyunjin worried.

"I'm gonna... ugh," Y/N, with all her willpower, lifted herself out of the chair, yet it wasn't enough to keep her standing as she collapsed to her knees on the ground and threw up whatever was in her system. The boys were unable to catch her and yelled out as she fell.

"Y/N! Shit!" Changbin held her against him.

"Where are the medics?!" Chan yelled angrily, stress consuming him as their maknae was on the ground.

"Ah, ugh, I'm, ah I'm sorry," Y/N whimpered, tears running down her face from her own panic and the feeling of throwing up.

"You don't have to be sorry, it's ok, just take a deep breath," Han held her hair back, looking around at the boys with his eyes shining with his own tears as he feared she wouldn't be ok.

Y/N threw up again, gasping for breath.

"Is that all of it?" Hyunjin whispered from beside them, Y/N tearily nodding as she slumped back in Changbin's arms, feeling dazed.

Lee Know and Jeongin suddenly rushed over with the medics, both of them seeming angry.

"Finally! Where were they?!" Chan asked them, sighing disappointedly.

"Packing up, they were ready to go even though we only just finished performing," Lee Know gritted his teeth as the medics lifted Y/N onto a stretcher and took her through to a medical room, much cooler with air conditioning blasting through the room.

They held a wet cloth against her forehead and against her burns to try and lower her body temperature. The boys couldn't do anything but wait anxiously as they saw their youngest laying down and getting treated.

"Her temperature is dropping, that's a good sign," the medic said out loud to the boys.

Half an hour had passed and Y/N was now more aware of her surroundings, the medics clearing that she could head back to the hotel with the boys, telling them that if her condition worsens again that they need to call an ambulance immediately.

"I'm sorry," Y/N sleepily muttered as they helped her into the company cars.

"Don't apologise, we were more concerned about you," Seungmin informed her, an arm wrapped around her waist as he and Hyunjin guided her into the back of the car.

"That's why I feel bad," Y/N bit her lip.

"It's ok, you can rest now, don't worry about it ok? I know it's easier said than done but we'll make sure you're ok, and we're doing that because we care about you, yeah?" Chan said from the front seat.

"Ok, ok," she yawned, head leaning against Hyunjin's shoulder.

Once they arrived back at the hotel they didn't let her stay in her own room, as she instead was looked after by Lee Know and Jeongin in another, the two of them making sure she was relaxed and not too hot as they kept the air conditioning on. It may have felt a bit cold for them at one point but they didn't mind, they'd do anything for her. All of the boys would.

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[rekino2114]

I know nothing about sakamoto days but a quick look at the wiki and wow lu shaotang looks gorgeous

her with an S/O who also works at the store, except he doesn't know anything about her being an assassin

maybe some people come after him to use as leverage and she protects him?

Lu shaotang with a reader who's not an assassin

It's not that Lu didn't trust you or didn't want to tell you her secret , it's just that she was very scared of how you'd react if she just randomly dropped "Oh yeah by the way I'm an assassin and an heiress to a Chinese mafia triad" in a conversation, seriously how are you supposed to introduce that topic when you're already dating?

So she just decided not to bring that up and hide her identity from you. She also asked Shin and Sakamoto to help her hide her secret, especially at work. And they agreed even if reluctantly. Her boss was especially disappointed in her as he had told his wife the exact same thing, and their relationship had gotten way stronger because of that, so he thought she should do the same

But she was still scared of your reaction and so just told Sakamoto she'd eventually do it and did what she always does at work.....procrastinate, she told herself that any moment wasn't the right one to tell you and eventually genuinely forgot she even had to tell you. To be honest it's a miracle she didn't blurt it out while drunk once

However she knew that not telling you the truth would put you in even more danger than if you knew but she didn't think that it was a problem, since she could just beat the crap out of whoever went after you, and while that was true, Lu is very strong and also very protective, she's also.....not the most attentive person.....and she's very embarrassed to admit that you got kidnapped while she was sleeping on the job

But to her "credit" the moment she figured out what happened she immediately called Shin and Sakamoto and freaked out over the phone telling them to come to the store immediately

When they arrived, she tried to make up a story about how she was about to save you but ended up being overpowered by the kidnappers, but they quickly figured out she was lying. Shin read her mind and saw how freaked out she was

After they scolded her, they all went to the base of the kidnappers and beat them up, Lu especially kicked all of the enemies in the guts so many times, she didn't kill them because of the family rule of course but she made sure they knew not to mess with her boyfriend or they'd get their butt kicked.....literally

She apologized so many times when she freed you, and tried her best to delay the inevitable conversation to when you would be fully safe. when she was ready she took a deep breath...looked you in the eyes.....and immediately started clinging to you and apologizing for not telling you the truth, when you clearly told her to explain herself she took a step back and started telling you everything

"I-i'm sorry for hiding all of this from you.... d-do you forgive me?"

"....of course, you did it to protect me after all didn't you?"

"....huh......n-not real-"

"Plus my girlfriend is a super cool and badass assassin, how could I not be happy?"

"Right? I was super cool, did you see how I beat those guys up!?"

".....n-no I was blindfolded"

".....o-oh yeah, well I'm sure you'll get to see it next time"

".....I kinda hope there's not a next time"

[yournightmary]

more streamer! ellie hcs? or maybe college roommate! ellie pls🙏❤️

content warning:: modern!AU, that���s literally it

AN:: I wanted to combine those things but I actually have no idea how college works so… tried my best:) Really short but I had no idea what else to add.

⇢ ˗ˏˋ Ellie started streaming the first day of college. She thought that if already she plays video games might as well stream it and maybe make some money.

⇢ ˗ˏˋ She literally woke up in the morning, went to classes that she didn’t understand, then to her shitty work at some convenience store and then, when she was practically dead, she would stream.

⇢ ˗ˏˋ At first it was hard to get any viewers that would stay and actually watch, since she streamed around midnight- maybe even later. But someone posted a clip from her stream on tik tok and she kinda blew up? Like not really, but started getting enough money to quit her job.

⇢ ˗ˏˋ Definitely a faceless streamer- she was scared that someone from her classes would recognize her and make fun of her. And because she talked shit about almost everyone on campus (not dropping names, she’s not that stupid)

⇢ ˗ˏˋ She’s had a GIANT crush on you since the first day when she stumbled into you on campus. It was literally like a scene in a movie, your books fell to the ground and she helped you pick them up. But before she could introduce herself or do anything, you were already gone.

⇢ ˗ˏˋ Talks about you to her chat. Has like a stupid nickname for you (because she doesn’t know your real name). Literally tells them everything, where she saw you that day, what you were wearing- and if you smiled at her or something like that? Oh god, that’s all she’s yapping about on stream.

⇢ ˗ˏˋ One time she was sitting in class behind some random guy she didn’t know and she peeked over his shoulder, just because she was bored, only to see him watching some clips of her stream on tik tok. She actually went MIA and didn’t stream for a good week or two because she was too scared of being recognized.

⇢ ˗ˏˋ After that she became a lot more careful about what she’s saying on stream. Stopped talking about specific people (except you), about her classes and professors.

⇢ ˗ˏˋ Always gets so awkward and nervous when someone asks what she does for work. If she was too vague it sounded weird but if she was too specific people could find her account. So she chooses the first option and just says she does stuff in the internet (almost everyone who asked thought she does OF or something like that)

⇢ ˗ˏˋ A good few months passed before she finally got the balls to talk to you (after getting bullied by her chat). It all went well, surprisingly to her… until you asked if she’s a streamer. That girl literally had tears of anxiety in her eyes!! But you told her that you think she’s really funny and you watch her in your free time and she calmed down.

⇢ ˗ˏˋ She kinda forgot about the fact that she yaps about you every time she streams… you didn’t remind her for her own good. Definitely stopped mentioning you after she found out you watch her.

⇢ ˗ˏˋ Don’t worry, she went back to it once you started dating:)

⇢ ˗ˏˋ Invites you to sit with her when she streams, since she doesn’t have a face cam. Or maybe even streams some stupid multiplayer games with you.

I might make something special for halloween but no promises 😈

[roiswit]

Au where instead of being reborn as Shang Qinghua Airplane is reborn as the systems bio son through a serious of innocuous events.

The system had a lot of time on its hands, considering there would be a lot of time before either Shang Qinghua or Luo Binghe were gonna be born so he decides to set out on a journey. He creates himself a human body with a (VERY) strong cultivation system/core, one that’s also decently pretty, and a false name of He Xitong (on the nose Ik). After he does that he goes on exploring and building a minor fame and a nice life, when he accidentally bumps into a young woman who is clearly trying to dress in noticeably nicer clothes. After they bump into each other she introduces herself as Shang Zhong, a prostitute who had some free time on her hands. They end up chatting and having quite a good time with her going back to her pavilion and He Xitong coming back to visit her decently regularly. Eventually they end up sleeping together and she finds out she’s pregnant after He Xitong said he’d be gone for a year or more before he could visit again. She chooses to give birth and dies because technically the kid is only half human and as a non-cultivator she can’t handle it . Anyways the other prostitutes don’t really know who the father is and name the boy (Airplane) Shang Hua and kinda just give him the bare necessities not to die, planning to either keep him and raise him to be a prostitute or tossing him out if he appears too ugly.

Anyway after a couple months of Shang Hua mentally grumbling about his situation He Xitong shows back up and asks about Shang Zhong just to find out she died and left a baby. He Xitong is like fuck, because he now realizes he messed up the original Shang Qinghua’s parents meeting and is now the father of him. He also realizes that this is clearly Airplane reborn so he takes the kid, (paying the pavilion for taking care of his kid and the mother of his child), visits Shang Zhong’s grave to apologize for not being there and kinda killing her, pays his respects, and then leaves to try and figure out what to do about the state of his plot. He realizes very quickly he doesn’t want to abandon his kid, or make him face the plot and so he has to find someone else to take the Original Shang Qinghuas role.

Luckily a certain Shen Yuan just so happens to die, cursing PIDW and so the system essentially creates a new character that’s Shen Jiu’s twin brother to take that role. He Xitong finds a cabin and starts living out his peaceful life with his kid, while acting as Shen Yuans system to keep the plot moving along while trying to keep Shang Hua unaware. Shenanigans ensue as you can imagine.

I might come back and write the more about this, although this was a little longer than originally intended. Anyways have a nice night!

I just realized something I forgot to mention is that Shang Hua is riddled with trauma from his first life as Airplane which is another reason why He Xitong ends up dead set of giving him a good life.

Lowkey I’m starting to really want to write a fic about this 🤨

[gothicxreylover]

Hi! Can I request the uppermoons with Kokushibo's child as their darling? Like, how would they react, and would their treatment change if they find out? What would change exactly? And also maybe include how Kokushibo would react if his child revealed that they're dating one of his fellow uppermoons?

*goes into whisper tone*

((also, if you're comfortable with, could you also write some teasing headcanons of the Hantengu clones with an innocent darling and how they'd tease her during a spicy night? And the darling is absolutely clueless and just trusts them to hopefully do it while not handling the teasing and being teary eyed?))

SORRY FOR THE LATE RESPONSE! I kinda forgot about tumblr for a long while but here’s your request!

Daki

Before Knowing

• Daki is immediately drawn to you, but not in the usual flashy, seductive way she’s used to that fools pathetic humans.

• You’re so polite and sweet, always bowing slightly, voice soft, smiling shyly when she talks to you—and it melts her.

• She finds herself stumbling over her words. Forget seduction—she’s brushing your sleeve and squealing in her head like a teenager: “Did they just SMILE at me!?”

• Starts showing off in battle or dressing extra pretty when she knows you’re around. Constantly tries to “accidentally” bump into you in the Infinity Castle hallways.

After Finding Out

• Instant panic. She’s curled into a ball in her room whispering, “Oh my god. That’s Kokushibo’s kid. I flirted with Kokushibo’s kid. I’m going to DIE.”

• Avoids you for days out of embarrassment… until you shyly ask if you did something wrong.

• She bursts into dramatic tears and hugs you, crying: “No! You’re perfect! That’s the problem!!”

What Changes

• She becomes a blushing mess. Your relationship shifts into a soft, awkward courtship of lingering glances and whispered compliments.

• She treasures every touch, every small moment—braiding flowers into your hair, nervously reaching for your hand, asking if she can sit beside you and kicking her feet like a schoolgirl when you say yes.

• Starts practicing how she’ll introduce herself to Kokushibo if it ever gets that far: “Hello sir, I swear I’m not corrupting your child. I don’t even curse anymore!”

Akaza

Before Knowing

• Akaza finds your spirit beautiful. Not your strength in battle, but your inner will—your gentleness despite your lineage.

• He’s always protecting you from afar, making sure others treat you with respect. If someone mocks you, they disappear. Quickly.

• He gets visibly softer around you, eyes warm, voice quiet. When you thank him, he gets flustered and mumbles, “Don’t mention it.”

• You remind him of humanity—the soft parts he left behind—and he finds himself lingering near you longer than he should.

After Knowing

• Silence. He stares into space for like five minutes. Then mutters: “Of course. Of course you’re his.”

• There’s no fear in him—but respect. He keeps his distance for a while to think about whether he’s worthy of you.

• Eventually confesses gently: “I don’t care whose child you are. I only care about the person I see when I look at you.”

What Changes

• He starts training with you—light sessions, just to bond. It becomes your thing. When your fingers touch by accident? He nearly explodes.

• Gets extremely protective. Kokushibo already intimidates him, so Akaza steps up hard, trying to be good enough to deserve you.

• He defends your name like it’s sacred. Someone mocks you? They won’t live to finish the sentence.

• Genuinely asks Kokushibo one day: “I want to court your child properly.” Kokushibo stares. Akaza doesn’t flinch. Respect.

Douma

Before Knowing

• Oh he’s enthralled. You’re a little gem in a cave full of monsters, and he wants to collect you—no, keep you.

• Teases you constantly, leans close to whisper things like, “My my, don’t look so shy… it only makes you more tempting.”

• He treats you like a doll: offering sweets, inviting you to his temple, always with that honey-slicked smile.

• You make him feel something oddly human… and he doesn’t like how much he craves your attention.

After Knowing

• Douma laughs. Then he laughs again. And then stops.

• “Wait… you’re that one’s spawn?” Cue unnerving silence and wide eyes. The first time in forever, Douma looks concerned.

• Then comes the dramatic flare: “No wonder I liked you so much! You’ve got that same quiet horror in your eyes—but much cuter!”

What Changes

• He gets obsessed. Like, religious devotion levels of obsessed. You become his “holy little moonbeam.”

• Sends you presents wrapped in silk: rare flowers, mirror sets, haori dyed with your favorite color. He’s showing off.

• Starts being subtle (for Douma): “If your father ever disapproves of me… well, we’ll simply make our own little paradise far away, won’t we?”

• Tries to act innocent in front of Kokushibo. “Oh, sir! I would never lay a finger on your darling… unless they ask me to.” Cue Kokushibo gripping his katana a little harder.

Gyutaro

Before Knowing

• Gyutaro’s got it bad. He’s never seen someone like you—so delicate-looking but eerily composed, always with this calm, otherworldly grace that reminds him of snow falling at night.

• He doesn’t flirt in the usual sense. He just lingers—watching you from the shadows, carving your name into his flesh like a prayer, seething with jealousy at every demon who so much as breathes in your direction.

• But when you speak to him? Softly? Kindly? He goes blank. “You’re not scared of me?” You shake your head and say, “Should I be?”

• Boom. He’s yours.

After Finding Out

• Shock. Pure panic. “Y-You’re… Kokushibo’s brat?”

• He starts freaking out. He’s a filthy thing, a wretched thing. He’s not good enough. He’s not worthy. He should back off. But he can’t.

• The more he realizes he shouldn’t love you, the more he clings—like a starving animal offered a taste of heaven.

What Changes

• He treats you even more preciously. Like porcelain. Like something divine. He worships you with trembling hands and whispering lips, calling you “his moonlight, his sin, his salvation.”

• You’ll catch him trying to make himself look cleaner, better, more presentable when you’re around.

• Starts panicking over what Kokushibo will do if he finds out. Keeps saying, “You should tell ‘im you hate me. Tell ‘im I forced you. Maybe he’ll kill me quick…”

• But if you insist you love him too? He breaks. Crying, holding you tightly, promising to protect you from everyone. Even your own father if it came to it.

Hantengu clones

Karaku

• Before Knowing: Teases you constantly. “You look so serious all the time. Wanna smile for me just once?” Always flirty, always grinning, always trying to get you to blush.

• After Knowing: Chokes on his own spit. “Wait. Wait. You mean… you’re Kokushibo’s kid? The dude with a thousand eyes and a blade sharper than my attitude?”

• What Changes: He doesn’t stop teasing—but now he sweats while doing it. Looks around every time he flirts, half expecting Kokushibo to appear and behead him on the spot.

• Secretly very proud. “Look at me… pulling the sword god’s kid. Damn, I got game.”

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Urogi

• Before Knowing: Giddy boy! Always swooping around you, laughing, nudging your shoulder, trying to make you smile. “You’re so pretty when you laugh! C’mon, do it again~”

• After Knowing: Dead silence. The first time he shuts up in his life. Then bursts into panicked laughter. “Oh noooo, I’ve been flirting with Kokushibo’s child! I’m gonna get chopped like a worm!”

• What Changes: Starts treating you like royalty. Carries you in his arms, defends your honor, wants to build you a nest. Genuinely tells Kokushibo, “Sir, I would die for your kid. Happily!”

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Aizetsu

• Before Knowing: Quietly in love. Cries about how perfect you are. Keeps little drawings of you and writes sad poems. Melts when you show him even the slightest affection. “They spoke to me again today… I think my heart stopped.”

• After Knowing: He weeps. “Of course you’re his child… that explains the elegance… the tragedy… the unattainability…” Just spirals into dramatic heartbreak.

• What Changes: He’s somehow more devoted. Treats you like a divine being now. Offers to die in your name. If Kokushibo disapproves, Aizetsu is already kneeling. “Just… let them live… take me instead…”

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Sekido

• Before Knowing: Furious all the time… until you walk in. Then he shuts up and looks away, ears red, grumbling curses under his breath as he simmers with unspoken yearning.

• After Knowing: Breaks a wall. “ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! I’ve BEEN YELLING AT KOKUSHIBO’S KID???”

• What Changes: His protectiveness becomes next-level. Anyone dares to upset you? He vaporizes them. Tries really hard to not swear around you now. Still grumpy, but you’re the only one who makes him go quiet and soft.

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Combined Reactions

• When they all find out together? It’s chaos. Karaku’s joking, Urogi’s panicking, Aizetsu is crying, and Sekido is throwing furniture.

• But they all decide something silently, as a group: you are theirs. And nothing—not even Kokushibo himself—will take you away.

Teasing Headcanons – Hantengu Clones x Innocent Darling

(Extra to make up for not writing smut)

Picture you: sweet, shy, flustered at even a compliment. And them? Oh, they live for it. Especially in quiet moments when you open your heart a little.

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Karaku

• Loves watching you squirm. “You really mean that? You love spending time with me the most? What a bold thing to say~.”

• Leans close when you’re confessing something personal, brushing his fingers over yours and cooing, “You always get this cute when you talk from the heart.”

• If you ever say something like “I trust you,” he grins and whispers, “You shouldn’t.” But the look in his eyes is painfully soft.

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Urogi

• Picks you up mid-sentence during soft convos. “You’re adorable when you get serious, but I wanna see you laugh too.”

• Nuzzles into your neck during cuddles just to feel you freeze. “Hehe! Your heart’s racing. Are you scared of me or… something else?”

• Feeds you random compliments during quiet talks: “Your voice is too cute. Makes me wanna keep you up all night just so I can hear more.” You die on the spot.

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Aizetsu

• Gentle teasing. He’ll listen intently to your heartfelt words, eyes welling up, then say: “You’re too kind to me… Are you sure you’re not an angel in disguise?”

• If you accidentally flirt, he covers his face and whimpers: “Please… don’t say things like that so innocently. I can’t take it…”

• When you’re sad, he’s right there whispering how much he treasures you. “Even your sadness is beautiful. You’re the only one who makes me want to protect instead of mourn.”

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Sekido

• Denies being a tease but is the worst offender.

• Gets mad when you cry or confess your worries, but it’s because he doesn’t know how to handle his feelings. “Why are you always making me feel things?!”

• He’ll gruffly say something like, “Tch. I don’t care if you’re sweet or whatever,” but then shoves a gift into your lap and looks away, ears red.

Kokushibo’s Reaction

• Silent. Scary. Cold. The room drops twenty degrees the moment you mention you’re dating one of the Upper Moons.

• He doesn’t say he disapproves, but he’ll start testing them in battle more, watching for cracks in their obsession with you. He doesn’t want his child with someone weak, even if that “someone” is a fellow Upper Moon.

• If you’re happy, he doesn’t stop you—but he warns your lover. One glare, one sentence:

“If they bleed… it won’t be because of me.”

[sakinyeh]

misc alnst thoughts:

-whoever reblogged me saying alnst is a marxist metaphor ( @ryulives i think. come look at this) was kinda cooking especially with this new comic. knowing that mizi was aware of the deaths makes me think that mizi saw it as honorable to die in alien stage. the competition is the capitalist system that encourages you to work yourself to death until you’re unable to pursue your passions and keep your friendships just to survive, telling you that it’s productive and for the greater good while the rich sit and get richer. mizi is all of us buying into it. but as superficial as her love for sua was, i think she’s just like till in the sense that she only realized how much she lost when it was too late, and that’s where we get the current mizi in round 5, scared and having lost her sense of control.

-which brings me to sua. what initially inspired me to post this was realizing that mizi sees sua the exact same way the aliens see her, delicate and doll-like. and with little to no control over her own life, she’s fascinated with this submissive girl that she can bend to her will and break just like that. her idealization of alien stage and heavy objectification of sua made me realize that she’s just like the aliens, which is i think heavily tied to how shine raised her, she showed her kindness and leniency completely unlike how the other kids were treated but in turn, she essentially brainwashed mizi into turning out like her. i haven’t actually read the comic about mizi and her mom yet (is it patreon only idk) but i actually saw a tweet saying the exact same thing as me and tying it to that comic right after i saved this draft so now i’m proud of myself.

-no one in alien stage actually loves each other and it’s all a big cycle of dehumanization. every time you’re introduced to someone’s love for another character, it’s always based on worship and picking out certain traits from that person to treat as their own refuge if you see what i’m getting at. till and sua find comfort in mizi’s innocence. mizi likes sua’s submissiveness. ivan likes till’s passion and fierceness, and i think luka likes hyuna for a similar reason. and it seems so obvious that they would base their idea of love on objectification, because it’s all they’ve ever been shown. and this makes perfect sense when you look at hyuna, who i think is the only character in alnst who is truly capable of love. at least that’s what i understood from her speech to luka. “live with love. embrace the pain, frailty, and shameful moments.” hyuna knows that loving comes with imperfection, because hyuna has experienced human love. from that guy that rescued her (forgot his name), from isaac and dewey too. but honestly i think what’s also stopping hyuna from needing to rely on another person as a safe space is the fact that she loves herself, and i can vouch for that because insecurity tends to lead you to idolize other people, at least in my case.

-back to mizisua, i really like how recent art recontextualizes the mizisua animation from vivinos, because i’ve been thinking for a while about the image of mizi staring in awe at sua in her frilly doll clothes from outside of her glass casing. and people have pointed out her alien-like habits from a young age but yea, this was her without speaking to sua staring at her through the glass like a doll. like an object, the same way the aliens look at her. makes so much sense now

-mizi tops. thank god this was confirmed. suamizi shippers pmo /j

[caffeinatedvigilantewriter]

Ok this one is a little far fetched and might get me some angry comments and reblogs, but I wrote this for me, not for you, so if you don’t like it you can scroll.

Warning, Bruce x Dani

Bruce is 19, and just left to do his world tour thingy when he meets Dani.

Dani (19) is in a bad place. The Fenton parents are dead. Jazz is dead, Danny is healing in the ghost zone, Sam is missing, Tucker is in a semi permanent coma and Dan is deaged to a year old and the GIW is still legal.

Dani and Bruce were created from a life of tragedy.

So when Dani and Bruce meet, they click instantly.

They had a whirlwind romance that lasted up until they were both 21 and dan is 3.

Eventually though, Bruce know he will have to leave, and Dani know he cannot stay.

He invites her to Gotham, by she refuses. the AEA make it hard to live in the US. Plus the GIW is still hunting her and Dan

So Bruce returns alone.

Keep in mind, he just started being Batman, he doesn’t have the connections within the Government as Batman, and it would be suspicious for Brucie to suddenly pressure the government ink removing a set of acts that ‘protects’ America citizens. And because within the next 15 years or so, he adopts a family, so he kinda forgot about the acts

But one day, while all the kids are on a siblings trip and Alfred is on holiday, there’s a knock at Wayne Manor.

It’s 15 year old Dan, looking beat to hell, and without his mother.

The GIW had finally caught up with Phantasm and his ghost son. But Dani stashed Dan away to protect him, and they took Dani instead of them both. Dani always told him that if he needed help and she wasn’t there, to go to Bruce Wayne’s house in Gotham City.

(Yes I am aware that the age math isn’t matching, but because Dan was deaged and didn’t grow up in a place with ectoplasma in the air, he didn’t age and developed qright. He’ll age better now that he’s in Gotham tho)

So when Bruce’s kids and Alfred arrive a week later he sits them down and says.

Bruce: I have someone I want to introduce to you

Jason: oh hell- it’s another kid, isn’t it??

Tim: Doesn’t he have black hair and blue eyes??

Cass: does he have trauma??

Dick: why couldnt you stop with Duke!

Bruce: hey, if anything, he’s my first kid! I had him before you! (You cannot convince me that after raising Dan for two years, he didn’t see himself as Dan’s dad)

Everyone:

Duke: say what now?

Dan: sup

Dan: and yes, I do have trauma

Bruce: Dan will be living with us until I find his mother

Damian: who is his mother?

Bruce: my ex

Everyone:

Steph: oh god you have another blood son

Bruce: no me and Dan aren’t related by blood. Anyway, my ex got herself kidnapped by a government organization that declared her and Dan none sentient.

Everyone:

Barbara: oh god he does have trauma

[svt-kiki]

( 🩹 )　𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 ⌅ .

　　＿＿＿　　𝒹𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗆𝗒 𝒶𝗅𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍　⌇　𖥔 ݁ ˖

( 𓈀 ORIENTATION　)　𝓭　⦂　it doesn’t have to be the absolute setting that needs to be shared with everyone who watching this blog, but for my headcanon, i imagined kiki as aro spectrum. from my understanding, aroflux / demi / quoi / gray / recipro romantic are the categories she possibly fits into. when it comes to love, nothing else but the pure platonic affection comes first in her. kiki loves others very deeply, and romantic or not is just not a huge matter for her. she could care less about the idea of romantic love and has only mere interests. she doesn’t realize it is what it is until someone indicates directly there’s some kind of romantic feelings in between. however, it’s not that she dislikes the idea of romantic love nor the marriage at all. when she felt right, kiki will agree to be in a relationship and further — but her dates don’t always see her feelings as something they expected, often lead them into breaking up. kiki is not labeling herself as aro spectrum but just questioning, she aware that her romantic orientation is not quite fitting into society’s standards, but she prefers to stay in vague for her identity.

𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐈 𝐒𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐎𝐋　/　non established

　　until 2015 .　　

seungcheol and kiki was mutual first love. their romantic feelings ( it was for kiki too at that time ) grew silently behind the friendship and bond as comrades in arms. both knew saw one another more than just friends, but they were basically mom and dad among the trainees in project 17. the two felt responsibility for others and own dreams, avoided to leave any hint that company would notice their relationship — well, only if they can call that. she was always there for him, when his grandmother was taken to a hospital, he had a rough time through monthly evaluation, struggled for the situation in the process of training. she felt secure when she was around him, he always created safe space for her, learned how to take care of her ( because she often forgot herself ). they sometimes hung out at the park or just took a walk outside of the dorm at night. they shared first kiss after seungcheol graduated from high school, but the thing hasn’t ended up there. at the age of nineteen, when they went to seungcheol’s home together to spend lunar new year holiday as their tradition, seungcheol spilled his feelings, put into words how he likes her for the first time. underwater, the two knew this was the last chance left. even if the feelings were different then his, she likes him. loves him. he was special for her, just like kiki is to him. they lost innocence to one another. both knew they couldn’t choose secret relationship only to risk everything — literally. there was a lot of tears, but young un-lovers were okay to keep this way. or, perhaps otherwise?

𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐖𝐔　/　established

　　2018 .　　

they knew each other before the proper first meeting ( you know, kpop industry is a small world ), but greeted for the first time when seongwu gathered his every courage and asked minhyun to introduce her. kiki was his celebrity crush since seongwu saw her dance performance on hit the stage, so he finally felt like a celebrity, too. they were good colleagues until seongwu confessed her after the mama 2017 in japan. she surprised, couldn’t answer right away, but seongwu waited patiently to kiki said yes in hesitant after the new year. seongwu has a golden heart. he is the one of a kind boy, genuinely good, funny and generous. this was the first time she built a relationship — not only after the thing with seungcheol, but her lifetime in general. she was kinda unsure but willing to try and learn, and seongwu was the happiest man on the earth. he adores her, cherish every moment he can spend with her. she had her first tv drama appearance in japan, and wanna one was on the ongoing prime, so both were extremely busy. but they knew how to put effort and keep things working. kiki didn’t put into words that much about this relationship, but members knew all about. they dated about six months, but it was enough time to make her realized her feelings is not same as his. kiki doesn’t mind if seongwu went out with other girls, if she was his friends, and that was the problem. she couldn’t help but puzzled every time he got jealous when she went out with her male friends. it’s not that deep toxic behavior, just indicated his annoyance in a cute way and got powty, so she hasn’t bothered, simply confused and couldn’t understand. she, doesn’t know what jealous means — and it snapped back both of them to reality that no one knows existence. after the weeks of struggling and late night conversation, he teared up and gushed out he couldn’t keep this relationship. i know you like me — but our heart doesn’t fits its shape, and i couldn’t bear that, was all he said. kiki agreed, they split. now they were good friends, although he still feels guilty that he wasn’t able to accept her shape of love, and either she that wasn’t able to answer his affection in the right way. but it’s all in the past now.

𝐘𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐀 𝐘𝐔𝐊𝐈　/　established

　　2019 .

it was a short term thing. they met through an advertising campaign shoot in japan, and yuki almost fell in love with her at first sight, thus he approached right after they wrapped up the shooting. she had a rough time in the first half of the year due to false bullying accusation from former trainee, but his bright presence and humor helped to cheer her up. plus, seventeen and kiki as an individual had many opportunities to make appearance to japanese audience in 2019, so it was not as hard as usual for her to keep in touch with someone in japan face to face. he was curious everything about her, basically head over heels. they dated about five to six months, but the amount of time they spent was not as much as when she was with seongwu. they broke up because he couldn’t be confident about that she actually liked him or not — and the doubt was not quite far from the truth. but not the whole truth neither. in fact, she actually liked him. but the form of affection was just a bit different than others. she cherished him, valued him in her own way, but again, that way didn’t matched with his one. and it was too late after he realized it.

𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐎 𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐀　/　non established

　　2023 .

they met in 2022 for the first time through mutual friend, yuta. yuta and aki co-starred in the movie high & low / the worst x that year, and they had a chance to grab some meals together. then kiki and aki co-starred in huge project in japan next year ( taiga drama ), make them grew close to each other. they played the historical emperor and his most beloved empress consort. aki made clear from the beginning he’s interested in her with romantic way, helped kiki a lot to avoid the confusion later. aki flirted with her casually with a manner whenever he had a chance, somehow made herself be easy around him. she had no intention to start relationship again especially both past ones didn’t end up well for same reason, and aki was a bit disappointed ( bcs his crush was more serious than she thought ) but understand her shoes, pushed nothing. kiki was able to put into words at first time about iffy dynamics between romantic feelings and herself. they went casual meals, movie nights — it was hang out for her, while he considered as romantic dates. what’s new for her, was both aware of the difference and okay with it. he was the first person who showed the way she can feel it might be work. she takes the agreement of being in relationship with other, as the proof of her consideration and affection to you, so that you can understand she cares about you. and aki was still questioning but kinda okay with it. however, they agree to stay friends since she rapped up her filming and going back to her regular schedules in korea. the words he said — i see why you say the typical romantic is not on your shoes. and still, you are the most loving person i have ever met. even if the other loves you romantically, they still embrace your shape of love if their love was right enough. you don’t need to be afraid — still make her heart warm.

an.　if anyone knows HiGH & LOW series,,, you won’t be surprised that i’m obsessed with it 🙂‍↕️

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[katelynnwrites]

Think I Forgot How To Be Happy, Something I’m Not (But Something I Can Be) | Felicitas Rauch

warnings: reader’s prior messy break up

word count: 3642

summary: you leave north london broken but maybe in germany, you’ll meet someone who helps you to heal, part two can be found here

a/n: requested, some fluff for my fellow germany fans. also my brain kinda went off on it’s own tangent here so this is what it is 🥺😂

Germany is not somewhere you thought you would ever live in. Yet here you are, in your new and empty apartment, having signed for Wolfsburg.

Arsenal had been your home for as long as you could remember and you had never planned on leaving your childhood club.

You were happy there. Until you made the stupid decision to date a teammate.

That’s where it had all gone wrong for you.

The way your relationship had ended, you wouldn’t wish that on anyone. The initial dismissal and pulling away by your ex had left you with trust issues.

The inevitable break up led to you falling out of love with North London. All the little corners and places in the city that you had once loved so much and therefore shared with your ex were now tainted with painful, sour memories.

So encouraged by your Arsenal teammates who have had a front row seat to the way your relationship had fallen apart, you had left the only home you had ever known for Wolfsburg.

******

You arrive in Wolfsburg to Jill’s open arms, the former Arsenal player having been instructed to look out for you.

She picks you up at the airport and brings you to the apartment where you would be staying.

The Dutch woman offers to stay and help you unpack but you give her a small smile and tell her you would be fine on your own.

You don’t want to say it but you need a moment alone, to process this enormous decision that you had made.

Jill understands and leaves but promises to be back so that you can carpool with her to your first training session with the German club.

Alone in your apartment, surrounded by cardboard boxes, you sigh and sit down to think.

******

Jill introduces you to your new teammates. They’re all welcoming, friendly and nice, excited to meet their new English teammate.

You’d remember a few of them, from international friendlies.

Lena Oberdorf especially because she had almost taken your ankle out with a solid tackle.

She rushes to greet you first, saying she is so glad to meet you and worrying if you hold any hard feelings towards her.

You didn’t and you tell her as much, giving her a warm smile.

Svenja Huth is next, taking her duties as captain very seriously and wanting to make sure you are fitting in okay.

The following faces you meet kind of blur together, unfamiliar German accents being the only thing you catch.

Until a brunette steps forward, meaning to introduce herself only for a blonde to interrupt her loudly, ‘I’m Jule and this is Felicitas.’

‘Don’t call me that.’ She mumbles, making Jule giggle.

‘Ignore her please. I’m Feli and it’s really nice to meet you.’

You laugh and shake her hand.

Feli smiles and you give her one in return.

******

As lovely as your new teammates are, you’re still not letting them in and keeping your guard up.

It bothers them, when you make excuses to miss team meals and leave team bondings early.

You play well with them on the field, connecting easily and creating goal scoring opportunities. Your talent is not something that was ever in doubt but now it shines through. The German style of play suits you.

But your distance concerns them enough that they ask Jill, the only one who you seem willing to open up to about why you seem so closed off and sad.

Jill tells them about your messy break up and how much it had hurt you.

She doesn’t share enough to violate your privacy but what she said had been enough.

Your Wolfsburg teammates are kinder to you after that, patiently waiting for you to let them in.

Especially Feli who is particularly enamored with you. With your English accent and smile.

The German has been trying to keep her growing feelings for you under wraps but it’s been getting harder for her to do so.

She loves spending time with you, adores the way your eyes light up when you find something funny.

When she finds out you’re a dog person, she brings her dog to training.

Feli watches as you laugh, letting her poodle lick your hand. Her heart skips a beat when you look up at her, a big grin on your face.

The sound of your laughter gives her a warm feeling inside, so much so that she’s smiling like a fool.

Jill leans against the wall with her and quietly says, ‘Well done. This is the most relaxed I’ve ever seen her since she got here.’

‘I just want her to be happy.’ Feli murmurs, shrugging lightly.

In that moment, Jill realises exactly how smitten her teammate is.

******

You weren’t blind. You know that your teammates know what is up with you.

But slowly and surely, their patience and kindness begins to pay off.

Feli is a big part of that.

The German player had caught onto how much you love her dog and had repeatedly invited you to a park not far from the training grounds.

At first you had made your usual excuses but Felicitas had been gentle but persistent in her asking, so much so that you had acquiescenced.

In the time you spend with Feli and Cinnamon, you get to know them both.

Cinnamon loves getting the spot behind her ears scratched and Feli loves her coffee.

As you grow more and more familiar with a certain German, you find yourself developing feelings for her.

Eventually it gets to the point where you wake up one morning, on an off day and catch yourself excitedly getting ready to see her at the park.

You don’t go that day.

You ignore all her subsequent texts and calls.

They are anxious and worried at first but soon get even more frantic.

You hide under your blankets and keep your phone far away from you.

So great is the pain in your heart and so heavy are the thoughts in your head that you forget that you gave Jill a spare key when you moved in.

The depth of Feli’s feelings for you are not to be underestimated because soon enough, she’s there with Jill.

Jill who takes one look at you in your room and quietly sits down beside you on the bed, where you’re curled up.

‘Schat, I know that you’re scared of what you might feel for Feli but for what it’s worth, I believe that she couldn’t be more different than your ex.’

The Dutch woman waits a moment and upon not getting any response, sighs.

‘She was so worried you know. Feli practically begged me to come here and check on you.’

‘Was she?’ You softly ask, tearing up slightly as Jill talks about the German woman who has found her way in your heart despite your best efforts to keep her out.

‘She still is. I couldn’t convince her to go back to her apartment so she’s here. I managed to get her to wait in your living room till I spoke with you.’

‘She’s here?’

You panic and stand up, rushing to pull your bedroom door open.

Felicitas freezes, she’d been pacing you think.

Cinnamon barks happily and runs up to you. The brown poodle gets an absentminded pet from you before you straighten back up.

You keep staring at Feli and barely notice Jill leaving the apartment after saying that she’d give the two of you a moment.

‘Hi.’ Feli softly says.

‘Felicitas.’

‘You’re the only one who I don’t mind calling me that you know? Well, other than my parents.’ The brunette gives a tiny laugh before she takes a step towards you.

‘You mean a lot to me. The way I feel about you isn’t a secret.’

The sharp inhale that escapes you is loud. You didn’t know that your feelings were returned and the anxiety her confession causes must be clear on your face.

Feli’s eyes widen and she quickly says, ‘I know someone hurt you badly and I want you to know that I would never do that. I really care for you and I'd just like you to know that if you ever want to let me in, I'll be here. You don’t have to feel the way I feel but I'm here. I'm always going to be here for you. I'm not going anywhere, I promise.’

‘You promise?’

The way your voice wavers makes your unsurety apparent.

It’s why Feli doesn’t hesitate to answer with certainty, ‘I promise.’

You stay silent, trying to see if she really means it.

After a moment, you decide she does. You trust that she does.

‘Okay. D-Do you still want to go to our park now?’

It’s a tiny nervous step from you but a step nonetheless.

‘Of course.’ Feli is quick to agree, a wide smile on her face.

The fact that you had referred to the park as yours and hers, gives her butterflies in her stomach.

******

You join your teammates for lunch.

If Feli had to bring Cinnamon and sit beside you for the whole meal, she didn’t care.

Neither did your teammates who are over the moon that you are finally comfortable enough to start letting them in.

They don’t explicitly say anything to you but the way they grin and hug you, shows you that they care.

The meal is lighthearted and fun, situated at a pet friendly restaurant, to accomodate Cinnamon.

By the end of it, you have decided that getting to know your teammates outside of training wouldn’t be so bad.

Especially if Feli was going to hold your hand every time she thought you were anxious.

******

You begin going over to Feli’s apartment.

She convinced you to come over one day, after playing fetch with Cinnamon, saying that she’d like to introduce you to proper homemade German food.

You’d hesitated but she had looked at you so pleadingly you could not say no.

So you said yes.

And that is how the twice a week dinners started because the food that Felicitas makes is just so good.

You might even say that it makes you fall a little harder for her.

Feli tries to teach you how to cook but it doesn’t really work out. It’s almost laughable really, how hard the both of you try, you to cook and her to teach you.

Eventually the two of you just resign yourselves to the fact that it wouldn’t work and settle into a new routine.

One where you go shopping for groceries together and cook together in Feli’s apartment.

A routine where you insist on paying for the groceries since she cooks and where you sit on the counter, sneaking pieces of food to Cinny as you watch her cook.

******

As the months pass by in Germany, you make sure to keep in contact with your old Arsenal teammates.

Your English teammates you still see at camp but you miss your other teammates.

Especially Lia who you have always been particularly close to.

Lia who you call one night, to have her answer your video call with a knowing smile.

‘Lia?’ You nervously question.

‘You’re falling in love.’

‘What? Lia no.’

‘I was watching the game today. I saw you run to a certain Felicitas Rauch as soon as she went down. You were the first one by her side.’

‘I care a lot about all my teammates. I’d do the same for you.’

Lia doesn’t just laugh, she giggles.

‘Yes but you wouldn’t be smoothing sweaty hair off my face or helping me sit up. Or holding my hand as you walk me back to my position.’

You frown, remembering the moment from earlier.

Feli had been tackled and had gone down holding her ankle. She had not got back up, so you had sprinted right over.

Upon hearing her pained gasps, you had immediately tried to soothe her pain as best as you could.

It hadn’t occurred to you that it would be broadcasted on live television.

You had just been so focused on Feli and the fact that she had been hurting. Everything else was unimportant then.

The way Felicitas had gratefully held your hand as the medics checked out her ankle, it assured you that you had made the right decision.

Lia’s new fit of giggles brings you out of your thoughts.

‘I’d hold your hand and walk you back to your position if you wanted.’ You grumble.

The Swiss woman laughs once more before looking at you seriously.

‘I’m so glad you’re healing. It wasn’t easy to see how broken you were before.’

‘Feli’s been…’

You trail off, not knowing how to explain exactly how kind, patient and warm the defender has been to you.

Lia nods, ‘I know Feli and I know you. I also know that you’ll be good for each other.’

‘I don’t know Lia. I’m just so scared. Feli means so much to me and she’s been incredibly sweet but there’s always the chance that this all goes wrong. I love Germany and I feel at home here now. I don’t want to lose that again.’

Your former teammate nods once more, understanding your fears.

But then she asks something you should have asked yourself a long time ago.

‘Why does Germany feel like home?’

The answer is one you know deep down. Germany only feels like home because of Felicitas.

******

You curl into Feli’s body, your palm resting on her stomach.

She shifts, allowing you to get more comfortable.

‘Thanks.’ You whisper, so as to not disturb the rest of your teammates during the movie screening and she presses a kiss onto your hair in response.

You don’t stop her when she presses a second and then a third affectionately.

If anything, you relax even further into her.

With her so close, you can hear and feel the way her breath stutters every time the movie picks up.

It seems that Feli scares easily and you find that adorable.

******

Twice a week dinners at Feli’s apartment become a nightly occurrence.

One evening when it’s her turn to host team bonding, you answer the door.

Jill smirks.

You roll your eyes.

She catches you alone, in Feli’s kitchen later on.

‘Whatever you two are, it’s not just friends.’

‘I know.’ You say softly and despite Jill’s excited follow up and slightly invasive questions, you don’t say anything else.

******

Despite how close you and Feli are, she’s not your bus buddy.

Your bus buddy is Jill and hers is Kathy.

Today though, Felicitas is having a hard time.

It didn’t matter that Wolfsburg had won the game. By her high standards, she had played an awful game and she’s just so tired. She is exhausted and furious at herself.

All she wants is to go back to her apartment and sleep. And maybe cuddle with Cinnamon a bit.

Feli is so out of it that she doesn’t notice Jill nudging you and not too quietly murmuring, ‘Go to her.’

Kathy switches with you easily once she sees you coming towards her.

It doesn’t occur to Feli that you have noticed her change in behaviour and would want to check in on her.

So when you slide into the seat beside her and reach out to hold her hand, she jumps with surprise.

‘I got you.’ You promise and guide her to lean against your shoulder.

Felicitas does so with a breath of relief.

When you carefully kiss her cheek and pull her even closer, Feli thinks that everything is going to be okay.

******

You’re more affectionate with her than ever and Feli loves it.

She loves how comfortable you are around her now, from holding her hand on team walks to cuddling with her on her couch.

Now, having traveled back to North London, for the Champions League, Feli is especially glad you’re letting your walls down.

She knows it would be hard for you to be back in your old home so she wants to be there for you, as best as she can.

Svenja had given out the room assignments and you had eagerly pressed a kiss onto Feli’s cheek when you found out she would be with you.

‘Hi roomie.’ You’d teased and she had held out her hand to you.

‘Hello.’ Feli murmurs, smiling when you take her hand.

As she follows you into the elevator, she makes a mental note to thank her captain.

******

You’re so excited to be back in North London. You’ve missed the city and your friends.

You’re even more excited to take Felicitas to your favourite cafe.

She loves coffee more than anyone you have ever known and you hope that she likes the coffee there.

Unfortunately that has to wait till after the game. You will have a chance to do that tomorrow, before you fly back to Germany.

First you have to play and hopefully win against your former team.

But for now, you’re content to watch Feli get ready for bed.

Felicitas who looks so cute with her glasses on.

So you tell her that and she blushes, making you laugh.

******

Feli squeezes your hand in hers as you line up in the tunnel. The Arsenal players aren’t here yet so the defender takes a moment to check on you.

‘You okay?’ She asks and you nod, wrapping your arms around her waist and burying your face into her neck.

You take a deep breath in and Felicitas rubs your back soothingly.

She smells nice and you allow her to calm you down.

Feli places a brief kiss onto your forehead and then steps back as the Arsenal players join your team in the tunnel.

‘Lia!’

The Swiss player hugs you immediately. Lia’s eyes meet Feli’s and she mouths, ‘Thank you.’

******

Your game ends as a draw.

As you go around shaking hands and sharing hugs with your former teammates, there’s a lot of laughter.

But when you’ve made your rounds, you’re back at Feli’s side, slipping your hand into hers as she walks back towards the tunnel.

Feli looks at you in surprise.

‘Don’t you want to spend time with your old teammates?’

‘I have.’ You answer but Felicitas squeezes your hand.

‘Don’t you want to spend more time with them?’

‘Nope. I want to spend time with you now.’

‘Oh.’ Felicitas’ cheeks turn a bright pink and she brings your joined hands up to her lips so that she can kiss the back of your palm.

If Lia or your ex sees the short moment, they don’t say anything.

If your ex-girlfriend glances at Lia, the Swiss woman’s only response is to shrug as if to say, ‘You’ve lost her.’

******

‘To go or having here?’ The barista asks.

Feli eyes you in question and you say, ‘To go please.’

As you wait for your coffees to be ready, you explain, ‘There’s somewhere I want you to see. It meant a lot to me when I was growing up here.’

Felicitas simply holds your hand and smiles at you reassuringly in answer.

When you leave the cafe, she deposits your joined hands in her jacket pocket for warmth. In doing so, she catches the expression of complete adoration on your face and feels the familiar butterflies in her stomach flutter around.

‘How’s your coffee?’ You ask, as you lead her down the street.

Feli grins, ‘It’s good. I understand why this is your favourite coffee.’

‘It isn’t anymore.’ You whisper.

‘It isn’t?’

‘Yours is.’

Felicitas visibly tries and fails to fight back her smile.

‘It’s the cinnamon I put inside isn’t it? I told you it would grow on you.’

‘You were right.’ You admit and Feli laughs. Her thumb brushes over the back of your hand and you duck your head to hide the way your cheeks burn.

‘Come on. We’re almost there.’

‘Okay.’ Feli murmurs.

******

It’s only a short walk from there and it’s spent in comfortable silence.

When you reach a small side street, you gently tug Felicitas with you, into a park just beside it.

‘It’s beautiful here.’ Feli quietly says.

‘It is. But you should see it in the summer. There’s so many flowers then.’

You and Feli sit down beside each other on the bench. You rest your head on her shoulder and Felicitas exhales.

She finishes her cup of coffee and then sets it aside.

‘Why’d you bring me here? Not that I don’t want to spend time with you but why?’

Sitting up properly, you look at Feli for a long moment.

Her eyes are so pretty you think.

Gingerly, you reach out to trace the contours of her jaw. Felicitas melts, leaning into your touch.

Very very slowly, you begin to close the gap.

Feli catches on immediately and she gently stops you.

Your eyes widen with hurt and you pull away, making the German player rush to stop you.

‘Liebling I want this. I really really do. I just need to make sure that it’s what you want too.’ She softly says.

‘Felicitas…’

Feli tucks a loose strand of hair behind your ear. It’s an infinitely sweet gesture that has your breath catching.

‘You met your ex-girlfriend last night and I know you’re saying you’re okay but that couldn’t possibly have been easy for you.’

‘It wasn’t. But I am okay Felicitas.’

‘But you-’

‘Feli I don’t care about her. I care about you!’

Felicitas stares at you wordlessly.

‘I never brought her here, I’ve never brought anyone here except for you. This is the park where I first learnt to play football.

Your voice is barely audible when you say, ‘It means the world to me and so do you Felicitas.’

This time, when you try to kiss her, Feli doesn’t stop you. She meets you halfway instead.

Dutch Translation:

schat - darling

German Translation:

liebling - love

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Thunderbolts Essay:

tagging some people who I think might want to read this: @loulooser @ncttcday @endofanera-startofanage

Okay so I haven't seen a marvel movie in forever, not even the captain America one, but i knew about the president turning into red hulk (?) thing but nothing apart from that. I was honestly kinda scared that this movie would be bad since, let's be honest, quality really has somewhat declined, and mainly of course that they would pair yelena up with someone but that didn't happen so yayyyy 🤗 okay im gonna get to the actual review part now.

The beginning shot was already so good and set the main focus on what this movie would really be about: depression and struggling. Yelena going on assignments in that hoodie tho made me laugh a little cus girl that does not seem practical?? Also I forgot how much I love her accent, I really do (also reminds me of Wanda's since they're both eastern european). It made me happy to see that she's still in contact with Alexei even tho I knew that already from seeing posters, but I love their dynamic also because it seems so unrealistic they would act like that at first, but when you think about it that's really what they are to each other, father and daughter. Then the court/trial scene bucky as a politician omg it was hilarious how much he talked like one already but also looked like he was so done with everything.

I love Valentina so much, she's such a bitch and she sucks and is so calculating and fucked up in everything she does but I can't explain it I kinda love that about her. Mel was also really funny, I can't believe they managed to introduce a completely new character that's cool on top of expanding on the other characters in the movie who we knew.

The vault scene was also really cool, but I have to ask is that the vault from aos????? Because I thought I recognised that name but I don't remember what happened to the vault there so idk. I was kinda disappointed that they killed taskmaster off so fast, when she was in all the posters and I don't really see the point in it because they only had that one scene where Ava and Yelena talked about it and she looked a little guilty but apart from that nothing 😐. The scene after they got out of the inciniration room was kinda funny ofc but that was the point, i don't have a lot to say to that. Except of course the memory yelena saw and how tragic it was and how we keep learning awful things about the red room (and will probably continue to). Them climbing up the elevator duct was also really funny and I loved every instance where Ava and Yelena made fun of Walker. It was also so funny how yelena tied bob to herself to fight omg, he really is just her adopted stray, I love it. John of course fucking everything up and then Bob sacrificing himself. And Valentina being such an awful person again during the gala and the raiding of the vault, I love women who suck. Alexei picking them up omg, considering how dark the topic of this movie was it did have a lot of comic relief but it didn't feel wrong, it always made sense in the moment. Then Buckyyyyyy!!!!! He looked so done again I love him, he just wants to be at home and not read the packages from the senators, but that scene was really really cool visually and not too long, because I often get bored very fast during action scenes but this one was good.

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Hiya!! Could you maybe do some hcs where reader who’s kabru’s partner meets milsiril please

●Meeting the mom

♡kabru x gn!reader (ft. Milsiril)

♡slight spoilers for kabrus backstory (anime), marcille and mithrun mentioned but no spoilers, i forgot if the phones the canaries used were fairys or pixies so i just picked and prayed <3

♡♤♡♤♡♤

Hes nervous but tries not to make it obvious

Afterall milsiril can be a little overbearing especially if you're a shorter liver race

The entire time youre introducing yourself to your boyfriends orphanage head she just thought to herself how cute you looked

She does the same to kabru but verbally and he just groans lowly a bit embarrassed as milsiril coos him like hes a little kid still

Shes good with children despite her gloomy nature however no matter how old you are, if youre any race other than an elf or dwarf shes treating you like a little kid too

"Ms.Milsiril, this is my lover. Weve been married for over a decade" "what a cutie. Puppy love is so cute <3" "milsiril thats racist"

Ya know those old white people that say racist stuff that they thought was a compliment when its definitely not and you kinda just gotta take it because they wouldn't be able to understand if you explained it

Thats what every conversation with every elf, including milsiril, feels like with the only exceptions being marcille or mithrun

Anyways she really enjoyed meeting kabrus lover and the 3 of you probably ate together or something when you all met but she was pretty sad looking the whole time so it was hard to tell how much she enjoyed it

The second you leave she sends a fairy after kabru and asks when theyre coming back <3

If you say something nice about how she talks or a skill she's earned she will love you instantly dw <3

Also first thing milsiril notice about you is your hair. How its cut, styled, color. Everything. And i feel its the same for most elfs simply because how big it is for their culture so if your meeting her soon put a braid or two in <3

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Lights off

Previously Next

The usual warnings this one is kinda short at least for me I want this to be 6k words but I wanted to get this out since I haven’t posted in a long while

Aaron finally gets the moment he had longed for over a year and a half

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Aaron pov

I wasn’t sure what I expected when I walked onto set that morning.

Maybe I thought this day would feel like any other—a new project, a fresh script, another role to throw myself into. I had trained my mind to see work as an escape. If I buried myself in enough lines, enough action sequences, enough on-screen chemistry with someone who wasn’t her, then maybe I could silence the thoughts that had haunted me for the past year.

But then I saw her.

Maryn.

She stood in the center of the room, poised in a way that only she could be—effortless, regal, and still herself, stunning. She had always moved like that, how she didn’t like the attention all that much and tried to fade into the background but she couldn’t. She was something to behold. I could see this wasn’t The Maryn Queen, she had seemingly abandoned that persona.

The moment my eyes landed on her, I forgot how to breathe.

I had convinced myself I was ready for this. That I could handle being in the same space as her again. But nothing could have prepared me for this—her. She looked different. Her hair was shorter, darker, the softness I once ran my fingers through now sharpened into something sleeker. But her eyes were the same. Hazel with flecks of gold, striking and intelligent, scanning her surroundings like she was already a step ahead of everything.

She turned, introducing herself to everyone in the room, greeting them with a small nod, a warm smile here and there, her voice like honey poured over glass. She took her time, made sure to repeat their names, to let them feel seen. That was Maryn—thoughtful, present, always making space for others.

I could smell her, the heavenly vanilla she was coated in. I could smell her before she even spoke. Vanilla, warm and sweet, the same scent that had clung to my sheets for weeks after she left. The same scent that used to calm me, pull me in, make me forget the world outside of her.

“Hi Aaron I’m Maryn I’ll be April.” She said holding out her hand those beautiful eyes locked into mine. She was acting as if we hadn’t made so many memories together. Her voice was so steady, so smooth, like we were nothing more than polite strangers meeting for the first time. I stared at her hand, the one I used to hold, the one that once fit so perfectly in mine. Then I took it, carefully, like it was something fragile, something that could break at the slightest wrong move.

“Hi, darling,” I murmured, my voice lower than I intended, quieter, rougher. “I’m excited.” And then, because I couldn’t help myself, I pulled her into a hug.

It was instinct, muscle memory, something I didn’t even think about until it was happening—until I had her in my arms again, just for a second, just for a breath.

Her gaze smoothed over, her expression shifting into something polite but distant. Unfamiliar in a way that gutted me. She had every right but it still hurt. With our rhythm we’d probably would’ve been engaged by now. If I had chosen her. She smelled the same.

Felt the same.

I wanted to hold her there, to freeze the moment, to pretend she wasn’t pulling away before I was ready. She met my eyes fully, and I swore I felt the ground shift beneath me as we began our table read.

I watched her from a distance, trying to collect myself, trying to force my heart back into a rhythm that made sense. She hadn’t seen me yet, and I wasn’t sure how I felt about that. Part of me wanted her to see me, to acknowledge me, to tell me that I was an idiot for what I’d done. And the other part of me—well, the other part was terrified that she wouldn’t.

I knew what I was doing was cruel, but in that moment, it felt like my career had a grip on me—one that I couldn’t escape. I had to make the choice, right? The choice that would keep me relevant. The one that would protect my future in Hollywood.

But now? Now, it felt like the worst thing I had ever done. Leaving her when she needed me most.

Finally, she turned. Her eyes met mine, and for the briefest of seconds, as she delivered her lines.

“Why did you do that? I almost had him! We were so close to solving this.” April said

“I had to! He was going to hurt you! I couldn’t just stand by when the-“ Hal was cut off his suit sopping with water rolling off of the smooth leather, a reminder of what had almost been lost.

April was too close to the truth, and it nearly got her killed. A journalist chasing a murder case, kidnapped, tossed into a harbor, pulled out only because Hal had realized too late how much he needed her. And now they stood here, in his apartment, heated words flying between them, warmth creeping into something that neither of them could ignore.

I watched her lips move as she spoke, her expression alive with the weight of the scene, her passion making it impossible to look anywhere else.

She was stunning.

She had always been stunning.

She was fire and ice, warmth and steel, everything I had loved and everything I had lost. And when I spoke my next line, I wasn’t Hal anymore.

“I have you! I need you! You are more important than any lead, case, or story.”

Hal said stepping through the kitchen leaving the pot still warm and filled with Aprils favorite soup. Stalking his way to her grabbing her hands as her normally intimidating eyes now double their size and filled with possibilities.

“I love you, I am in love with you, I can’t live without you.” Hal said looking down on her with all the love in the world. The words came out too raw, too real, and for a split second, she faltered. Just for a moment.

Then she was back, the script pulling her away from me again.

[they share a passionate kiss]

“Beautiful, I absolute love it so I want everyone to know schedules will go out five pm today and we are on track to have a show stopping movie.” The director Al said a simply put rich, wacky, British man.

I didn’t want to fall back into reality.

Not yet.

Not when she had looked at me like that, her gaze sharp and unreadable, but her presence still as intoxicating as ever. I could still feel the weight of the moment pressing against my ribs, the echo of my own words hanging between us like an unfinished sentence.

She wasn’t thinking of me. I knew that.

She was thinking about the character, about the scene, about the perfect delivery of every line that had come out of our mouths. But I wasn’t just reading lines. I wasn’t just acting.

I meant them.

Every word.

I had you. I needed you. You were more important than anything else.

It was the truth I had buried for too long, the truth I had forced myself to forget when I convinced myself I was making the right choice. And now, after all this time, I had finally said it out loud—to her, to the universe, to the space between us that felt impossibly wide.

But she wasn’t listening.

Or maybe, she had already stopped hearing me a long time ago.

"That’s it for today. By the way, I love the chemistry between you two," Al said, his voice slicing through the fog in my brain, bringing me back to the present like a slap to the face.

I barely registered his words as he gathered his things, his assistant trailing behind him with the usual hurried efficiency, the rest of the crew filtering out behind them. People were talking, laughing, moving.

I wasn’t.

Maryn was still here.

She hadn’t left yet.

I watched her move, my eyes tracing every familiar motion—how she tucked a stray piece of hair behind her ear, how she adjusted the strap of her bag over her shoulder, how her fingers glided over the edge of her script as she collected her things.

Every movement was deliberate, effortless, like a slow, practiced rhythm only she knew.

She wasn’t rushing.

She wasn’t hesitating either.

I told myself she was waiting for me.

That was the lie I clung to as I stood there, frozen, stuck somewhere between wanting to say her name and being too afraid of what would happen if I did.

Then she turned.

For a split second, I thought maybe—maybe—she was going to look at me. Maybe she was going to say something, anything.

But she didn’t.

She just moved, her footsteps light against the polished floor, her exit as smooth as her entrance had been.

Too busy taking in her face, too caught up in the pull of something I could no longer reach, I blinked—

And she was gone.

My chest tightened. I spun on my heel, eyes darting to the door just as it clicked shut behind her.

No.

I took a step forward, then another, my pulse hammering like I had just finished a chase scene.

She was leaving.

She was leaving and I was standing here like an idiot, watching her disappear like I hadn’t already lost her once before.

Panic clawed its way up my throat, my instincts screaming at me to move, to go after her, to do *something*.

I shoved the script under my arm and hurried out, my feet moving before my mind could stop them.

Left or right?

I scanned the hallway, heart racing, eyes flicking from one end of the corridor to the other.

Nothing.

No sign of her. No trace.

Like she had never been there at all.

My hands clenched into fists at my sides. The ghost of her scent still lingered in the air—vanilla, soft and warm, just enough to drive me insane.

She was slipping away from me all over again.

And this time, I didn’t know if I had the chance to stop it. But I’ll be damned if I didn’t try. Searching though the halls using the scent of her perfume to find her going to door after door, before I found her in the parking lot seemingly looking for her trailer judging by her scrunched face and her looking back and forth from some papers and the trailer lot.

“Maryn can we talk? Please!” I begged seeing her pause then slowly turn around like a caught child.

“Sure”

-

Maryns pov

I knew we would be having a conversation sooner or later but I didn’t expect it to be so soon. Those first few months without him felt like torture, I wanted to reach out and ask for a why but I knew the why. I’ve always known why. It didn’t stop it from hurting more, falling from the sky where I had been floating to feel the thundering deflated place where hope that we’d be together had once been.

“Hi, Aaron what’s up?” I said looking at his tall figure. My eyes tearing themselves away from devouring his every spec, he looked better.

“Are you seriously not going to talk? Act like we don’t know each other?” His accent I replayed in my head saying simple things, and having full lives. It wasn’t as thick but he still sounded like himself.

“What’s to talk about?” Truly, where we stood was made crystal clear.

“I miss you!” He rushed. It seemed like he wanted to take it back the second it left his lips. Like the words had rammed against his inner mouth until they finally spilled.

I didn’t know what to say. I wanted to rush back into his arms. The ones I knew I should’ve never left.

“Why are we doing this Aaron?”

“Doing what?”

“This! Nothing has changed over the last year. You’re still one of the biggest actors in the world right now.”

“And?”

“And what you left me because you needed to focus on your career, right? So why would we get back together or whatever that was.”

“I just thought- you-u, you didn’t miss me?” of course I missed him but i had finally gotten better and that was more important to me.

“Yes I missed you but things are different it was nice seeing you but I have to go.” I tried to ignore the pull I felt to stay, to reach out and grab his hand in mine, to attach myself to him like I want to live in his skin.

“Is it because- it’s not because of that I mean it I forgive you but I have to go.” I interrupted and went to leave and this time I was successful.

Hearing my heels meet the gravel as I weaved out of the trailers. My heart wasn’t heavy I felt a little lighter and most importantly I was proud that I held up.

“So Maryn what time is he coming sweep you up and off your feet?” My friend and costume designer Asia.

I meet Asia on my trip she was the one to introduced me to the director who was looking around for someone to play April.

“He isn’t but we talked and I forgave him but I don’t want to jump back into whatever we had.” I explained knowing she’d be dramtic and she comically dropped the hangers in her hand and her jaw.

“Now why would you do that?” She asked as she sat beside me on the couch.

“I want to be by myself for some time I’ve always been with someone or having somebody so centered in my life. I want to have fun and explore myself more.” I told her.

I’m coming first from now on

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What do we thinkkkk? Sorry again for the wait.

We got Aaron’s POV,

Maryns explanation for not wanting to get together?

Comments are always welcome and wanted so is feedback love yalll💕

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