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lightlycareless · 3 months

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I saw your posts about how Naoya doesn’t want a third in his bedroom activities with Y/N and how he reacted with Naoaki. But do you think that Naoya would ever let Toji join in as a third? I can’t quite tell if he would or if that’d be even more intimidating to him since he couldn’t think how you couldn’t be super into it with Toji. It probably wouldn’t happen either way since you mentioned in one of works that Y/N is intimidated/a little scared of Toji

Hello!!

Not going to lie, I’m really happy something like this popped up in my ask hahahahah I was waiting for it!! It was inevitable, you know???

But now, going onto a more serious note—

After thinking about it and really wanting to say that Naoya wouldn’t share you even if it was Toji we’re talking about… because like, he admires Gojo but he wouldn’t allow that with him, right?

However, the admiration he has for Toji is at a completely different level compared to anyone else, and if he began to show the simplest of interests in Y/N, there’s no doubt in my mind that Naoya would try to create interactions between the tw, so they’d get to know each other, spend time, that kind of stuff.

But does that mean he’d allow him to fuck you?

… Toji would first have to show interest in you like that in order to even be considered.

Warnings: mentions of infidelity (I’d go with dub-con at this point) mentions of pregnancy, and Toji mocking Naoya in all crude ways possible. Also, someone likes this kind of stuff a bit. (honestly this is me just wanting to write something with toji. the actual answer is on the bottom lol) SMUUUTTTT MINORS DNI.

a sequel can be found here.

It happens soon after you’re brought to the estate.

You’re the newest addition to the Zen’in clan: a bright smiled, innocent looking girl that surprisingly (not really) fell into the claws of the heir.

Toji had become accustomed to the women that caught Naoya’s interest—the type that would make anyone think “of course he likes someone like her.”

But they never lasted beyond two sightings before he was already with someone else, and certainly, no one ever thought of them as suitable candidates for marriage.

Eventually they stopped appearing all together, and for a long time, Naoya was single as he could be… until you arrived.

Someone so… different to Naoya in every sense of the word, far outside his typical interest, or malleability. Yet you managed to not only catch his attention but persuade him into marriage—and it seemed you wanted him too.

It’s safe to say that these things made Toji deeply intrigued by you—and not only because of your outstanding merits towards his seemingly unconquerable cousin, but also because on a personal level, he found you a beauty hard to ignore, much more delightful than those before you, and soon, he finds himself somehow understanding why the wimpy heir decided to marry you.

But his amazement doesn’t stop there, reaching a new high when finally meeting you, face to face, for the first time. It wasn’t just your aura, which he considered to be highly unfitting to the surrounding environment, that affected his perception, but the way you treated him as well.

Even when intimidated by his presence— just as he expected, used to it by now—you still remained amicable towards him; to the disgrace of the Zen’in, the stain in the family lineage no one even dared look at, less mention.

Not to you though. To you, he was Naoya’s cousin, his admiration, the one he sets as inspiration when it comes to strength, partaking in small talk whenever possible before retreating, but not without expressing how you’d like to see him around more often, perhaps even drink tea together one day…

Toji is completely smitten by you at this point, and the question of how you even set your eyes on Naoya, when there were so much better options, quickly settles in his mind.

But perhaps how you managed to inundate his thoughts, to the point you are all he thinks about, is the bigger question in turn.

The topic of a threesome is nothing more than a fantasy to him at that point— highly unexpected, if not impossible, and completely avoided…

That is, until tensions between you, Naoya, and Toji, become far too much to ignore.

It would start with Toji complimenting you, like the devil whispering against your husband’s ear, he’d say…

“You have a beautiful wife, Naoya.”

And your husband is somewhat elated to see that his idol approves of you, somewhat seeking his approval one way or the other.

But after his words become more cryptic, to say the least, hesitation begins to flourish in Naoya’s mind.

“Do you ever wonder she feels lonely after you leave for work? In this wide, cold manor… it’s impossible not to—I know all about it, after all.”

“… is there something you want, Toji-kun?”

Here is where the idea finally makes its appearance in your and Naoya’s conversation—offered by you, shockingly, but not because you were interested, rather, because that’s the conclusion you arrived to after hearing Naoya’s request of, in his own words…

“I want you to spend more time with Toji-kun, so he doesn’t feel… lonely.”

“It almost sounds like you want me to fuck him.”

“I never said that.”

“But you implied it.”

He remains silent.

“Naoya… do you want me… to?”

You were nothing but highly aware of his admiration towards the man. The constant proclamations of his virtues the rest of the clan failed, or didn’t care, to observe—even going as far to defend him against them when needed.

It gave you a certain happiness to know that Naoya confided in someone that way, pushed him to overcome his limits, so naturally, you’d want to do anything for the man that brought out the best side of your husband.

But you never, not even in your most bizarre dreams, expected his fascination to go to these lengths.

However, as much as you were offended by his indiscreet suggestions, a very deep part of you was also… allured by it.

There is no reason to deny the mystery that surrounded Toji—a kind of atmosphere that even though terrifying to you, you still couldn’t keep your eyes away from him, silently trailing his every move from a safe distance while earnestly wondering what a man like him could spend his time on when away from the estate.

Does he… goes to see someone? Spend the night, or weeks, in someone’s arms whenever he didn’t come back?

Or indulge in shady business as most began to suspect? As the occurring scars appearing on his arms and chest suggested?

It’s not something you’ll get to know, you dejectedly reckon, but you suppose that getting to know him, even if just for a little bit, will make the invitation to your… nightly activities, all worthwhile.

“…so that you won’t feel lonely.” Is the excuse you go with when bringing up the matter to Toji—probably the dumbest one you could’ve given him considering how he doesn’t hesitate to erupt into laughter, amused by this silly, stupid pretext of yours.

As well as infuriated, for the one thing he hated the most right after his family, was being pitied.

“I don’t want you to treat me like I’m some kind of miserable animal.” He scoffs once his glee dies. “Don’t come here, offering things you’re not even sure about, just because you want to feel good at my expense.”

Naoya and you rightfully conclude that not only had you been incredibly immature by going through with this unusual request, which wouldn’t have survived as long as it did have it been literally anyone else, but also, dented whatever little relationship the two had with him—although your concern sustained more for Naoya; you could only imagine how this strain would make him feel…

And yet, even when the foreseeable future had apparently darkened, closing windows for any kind of reconciliation thanks to his disgust towards the whole situation… something in Toji’s demeanor told you he hadn’t given up on the idea.

Whether because he saw the growing, genuine anxiety reflecting on the young couple’s face, or because he was glad his subtle actions finally paid off…

“But who am I to reject opportunities handed to me?” He adds—it’s almost undetectable, but something akin to desire flashes across his eyes. “If that’s what the heir and his lady want, I’m nothing but your humble servant.”

You and Naoya agree on a night for everything to unfold, one that wasn’t necessarily intruding on his upcoming missions, but also fit in Toji’s schedule.

Either way, it’s safe to say that no amount of preparation could’ve done anything to ease your nerves.

Not even the constant reminder that you agreed to it, and now, had to keep your word.

The idea of inviting someone into your intimacy had always escaped your and Naoya’s minds. The reasoning behind it was simple: you did not want to do something like that in your marriage. It was almost… sacrilegious to even think about it. And Naoya agreed, too jealous to debate otherwise.

So now, that you’re here, waiting in your bedroom, just a few minutes away from those doors sliding open and welcoming that extra person in… it’s as nerve-wracking as you expected.

Almost to the point of calling it off…

But when Toji finally appears, in nothing less than a simple robe… something deep inside your conscience quickly reminds you why you were so willing to accept suggesting this offer, even when you had listed a thousand reasons not to.

You loved your husband very much, and there is no doubt in your soul that he is the love of your life, the future father of your children, the one you will spend the rest of your life with. You cannot imagine any other man in that position, none at all.

But tonight, and only for tonight… you wished to know what it felt to be touched by someone else.

By a man so intimidating, rejected by the same society that brought him onto this world, forced to be unruly, without inhibitions, just to have a chance to survive and eventually becoming nothing but shade, a monster that no one even dared to mutter his name for fear he’d come to haunt their existence—something that your husband never experienced, never had to.

Pristine, upkept, and highly controlling. That’s who Naoya was.

While Toji was like the forbidden fruit, that once the seed of curiosity was implanted in your mind, didn’t take long for you to seek after.

If you were to get one taste, if only a small one, you’ll be satisfied.

And in turn, you’d give him a chance to soil the values you represented: the untouchable wife of the heir, the woman Naoya desperately fought to obtain, the door to the next generation of Zen’in sorcerers…

All crumbling beneath the touch of someone they considered the lowest of the low, a disgrace.

This was supposed to be an affair between the three, with the obvious notion that you were to be shared amongst the two men, as equitable as possible, although with preference for Naoya.

However, Toji’s existence had always marked an exception to all rules, and your husband soon realizes that he wasn’t to be an active participant as he wished to be, and that perhaps, this was a bad idea all along…

Toji found it endearing to see how Naoya was trying to “get you in the mood” by kissing you, as if trying to cheer you up through this amoral endeavor, and do your best to please him, darling!

But the same time, it felt almost as if he were seeing a bunch of virgins discovering what sex was for the first time, which he did not have the patience for.

Feeling rather generous, Toji takes matters into his own hands by swiftly pulling you away from Naoya and forcing you to focus on him—coarse fingertips kneading and grabbing your skin as to remind you who you were doing this for in the first place—all while capturing your lips into a heated kiss that quickly takes your breath away.

“What? Don’t want this anymore?” he breathes hotly against your ear, making you squirm and whine in turn. But while his words were directed to you, his eyes are nothing but locked onto Naoya’s uneasy ones.

Your husband isn’t naïve when it comes to the teasing nature of those around him. How he believes everyone is out to get him, try to get what he has, yet failing miserably.

He’s seen it on Naoaki, how he attempts to get to him through you, teasing you, flustering you, but overall, keeping his attention on you, because after all what said and done, Naoya is still a figure of respect and he wouldn’t dare mess with him directly.

But Toji isn’t like that. He’s nothing like all he’s ever faced before. His cousin is relentless when it comes to disrespecting authority, more so when it comes to your husband. Naoya just makes it too easy.

Maybe it’s another way for him to get back at the Zen’’in. Spit on their faces and let them know that no matter how much they try to isolate him, look away whenever he crosses their paths, act like he doesn’t even exist—

A monkey like him will always find its way around them. To rattle them.

And he wants Naoya to see that.

He wants him to burn the image of his wife being ravaged by a lowlife like him—touching her, defiling her, and…

How she likes it.

“Do you see that? Do you see how well she takes me?” Toji breathes, a smirk on his lips as his eyes remain on the lewd way your cunt squeezed his cock as if struggling to hold him yet trying so hard to keep him inside.

Toji didn’t know whether to laugh at the seemingly too good to be true notion of the innocent, naïve, well liked by everyone wife of the heir throwing her hips back into him whenever he plunged his cock deep into her pussy.

At the way you’d moan whenever he abused that one spot that made you even tighter, the squelches of your greedy pussy evidently enjoying how your walls are being stretched, in ways it hadn’t as he was able to discern from Naoya’s size, or the squeals you’d gift him whenever teasing your asshole with his fingers, slapping your ass soon after, one of the many markings he’ll leave behind of this unforgettable night…

But most importantly, at the fact that Naoya was completely aroused by a man defiling his beloved wife. Because as much as he wished to place himself above it all, like he was hating the idea of sharing you, his throbbing cock and occasional rub in efforts to calm his frustration gives him away.

“Are you getting off with this, Naoya?” Toji would refer to him yet again, pace unrelenting as he subdues you beneath him. You can’t show it, but you’re glad you’re unable to see your husband’s face—it’s much too shameful to do so, if not terrifying.

But thrilling

“With the sight of your loyal wife, oh so dedicated to the heir…”

“St—Stop it To—Toj—ah!” you gasp when he pulls you by the hair, raising your face and forcing you to see Naoya, but with all the pleasure he’s giving you, you’re simply not there. “T—To—ji…!”

“And yet, here she is. Taking a monkey like me, right in front of your dear husband, like her life depended on it!”

“N—No…!” is what you manage to gasp through the brief seconds of awareness, doing your best to not show the feelings he was pushing your body through—obviously failing. “Don’t—don’t say—!”

You weren’t oblivious to this treatment.

After all, Naoya could be rough, borderline cruel, teasing, and yet…

He was nothing compared to Toji.

It’s always been like that. Even when many denied it, Toji was just on another level, and if his merits in the world of jujutsu didn’t show that, your incessant moans proved so.

“To—ji—Toji….!”

Naoya had long begun to feel as if he were watching something he shouldn’t—as if he were intruding on a couple’s intimacy, and not as if he were your husband, the partner in question…

But with the way Toji was fucking you, manhandling you into positions he wasn’t even aware he could do, less you tolerate… it’s like he was the one invited over for a threesome, and not the other way around.

“Look at her, Naoya.” He smirks, licking his lips as he continues pounding against you in the nth position that night—the one Naoya hated the most, for it forced him to take a good look at what was happening to you.

Toji had you with your legs raised, arms keeping you still and hands locked behind your head as his cocked plunged deep and viciously deeper into you, a lewd sight that Naoya couldn’t avoid due to the nature of this position.

Naoya could take any situation, perhaps even naively hoped that he would be able to withstand more of this if he didn’t get to see how Toji fucked you… but he knew he had lost control of the situation the moment his cousin set his eyes on you, and now, couldn’t do anything but stare at the libidinous fact of his cock claiming your entrance repeatedly as you lose yourself into the pleasure.

“Look at the way her cunt takes me.”

Your husband doesn’t respond, he can’t, not when his gaze is solely focused on your blank eyes, mouth agape, drooling, while your moans reveal the overwhelming extent of pleasure he knows he’s never given you.

“She’s squeezing me so tight, it’s like she doesn’t want to let go!” Toji laughs, and really, he’s happy you don’t—this is confidently a thrill he hasn’t experienced in a long time, if ever!

It felt almost demoralizing to do such a thing, but yet, what will a man like him know about morale? Or even care after all the horrible things he’s gone through?

“Do you even fuck her right, cousin?”

He looks forward to keeping this moment in his heart till the end of his days…

If not longer, as the revelation that suddenly crosses his mind implies, the only moment that would snap you and Naoya out of trance when acknowledging this wasn’t just senseless rambles of a man drunken in pleasure, but a threat to their relationship, if not the clan.

“I can’t wait to see the look on everyone’s faces once they figure out you’re pregnant with my kid.”

“Toji, don’t—” Naoya gasps, eyes snapping to his.

“N—No, To—Toji! is what little manage to muster before Toji locks you in on place once more, as if reminding you of your position before one of his hands snakes down to tease your sensitive bud, fingers roughly squeezing and twisting it, making you moan and tense as your orgasm pushes you closer and closer the edge—a sensation Toji can delightfully feel building up in his throbbing cock as well. “Ple—please Toji!”

Please what?

Please don’t cum inside you?

Or please cum inside you?

You don’t know at that point anymore.

But not that it matters, it’s not a decision for you to make anyways, not when he continues to plunge his cock against you, deeper as he could reach, bruising your cervix, against that spot that has you seeing stars, a few more strokes, and then—

He cums.

He cums, letting out all of his warm, thick seed into your tight walls, and filling you to the brim. Deep inside your core and with an extravagant amount you couldn’t hold, managing to escape through the rim of your entrance and drip down onto the sheets, a sight Naoya could not peel his eyes away from, reinforcing the overwhelming feeling of wrongness against all, and yet… he did nothing to stop it.

Naoya didn’t fight it, didn’t push his cousin away or even condemn him.

He just watched everything unfold, the same way you did through your hazed eyes, and took it.

“N—No…” you whimper, doing your best to raise your hands onto your face and hide from him, urge him to look away, but you couldn’t, and he didn’t, filling you with shame amidst your orgasm as Toji rubbed out the last wave of your release, unwittingly tightening against his still hard cock, making him moan in your ear. “D—don’t look, Naoya…”

“A baby.” Toji breathes, still high on his release—he doesn’t know if he really means it, or it’s just the side effect of his orgasm, but he’s too drunk to care. “A baby from a disgrace like me and a saint like you—I wonder what will come out of that?”

His cock suddenly slips out of your cunt while adjusting himself, accidentally splash some of it’s seed onto Naoya’s grasp. Your husband looks at it with utter disgust, but he can’t discern whether it’s for the fluid, the notion of you being pregnant with someone else’s child, or that he secretly enjoyed witnessing all this.

“But most importantly…” He breathes, raising his eyes to Naoya once more. “What will you tell the elders once they find out? How will you explain that your wife is carrying a bastard, simply because you wanted to see a disgrace like me fucking her?

“You—you won’t get her—one time isn’t enough.”

“Is that what you tell yourself?” He mocks, Naoya frowns. “I wouldn’t bet on it—"

Toji sighs, taking a deep breath before reaching for his cock, aligning it onto your entrance, giving it a teasing rub or two that quickly has you whining in reproach, trembling at the prospect of another session like this when you’ve barely rested—but moaning when he finally enters you, throwing your head back as he goes all the way back to your cervix, stretching your walls and pushing the rest of his seed out, before nestling the tip just where you he liked and staying there.

He smiles, raising your legs yet again, before beginning to thrust.

“After all, I’m not done yet.”

Neither you nor Naoya would bring this up again.

Keeping it a secret between the two, hoping the third wouldn’t use this as blackmail, offering whatever it took to hide this affair from the clan, even if the answer was one they weren’t sure if they wanted to listen, more so when Toji simply… eased them to not worry, telling them that:

“If I need anything, I’ll let you know.”

Although he knows it wouldn’t take long before one of you approaches him in the future for a similar affair, knows it’ll happen, it’s just a matter of time.

But whether it’ll be you, or Naoya… that’s something he’s thrilled to find out.

Omg. Well, that was interesting to write 😊 So long story short: if Naoya were to know this would happen, he would NOT invite Toji for a threesome hahaha. And in an ideal world, the thought of being with anyone else but your husband is enough to scare you away from it—as I told you, NaoyaxY/n is my way to go. It is what it is. So nope, no threesome with Toji. You're too intimidated by him anyways.

But does that mean I will deny myself from writing things like this? NOPE. Hahahaha I still hoped you enjoyed it!! Now I gotta write the Naoaki one….

Thank you so much for sending in this ask! I hope the hentai plot going on was good lol.

Take care, and hope to see you soon!!

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wordsarelife · 4 months

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DAY 19: SANTA TELL ME

pairing: quill kipps x fem!reader

summary: you and quill had been the parents of the group for years, but nothing ever happened between the two of you. now it’s finally time to change that, or atleast your friends think it is…

warnings: just kissing

“who wants some cookies?” you asked, bringing out the plate and holding it in the direction of your friends.

lockwood and co, as well as quill were staying at your place over christmas and also a few days after. you were a bit older than the agency and more in the age range of quill, still all of them were dear friends, or more family to you.

you had decorated the house beautifully, hanging christmas lights anywhere you could and your friends at felt at home the moment they had entered the place.

“gladly” lockwoods feature lit up as he noticed the cookies and lucy and george quickly dashed forward to, taking a few of them.

when there was only one single cookie left, quill saw his turn. “thank you” he smiled “you always make them so deliciously” he plastered a kiss on your forehead, before he started biting down the cookie and excused himself to the bathroom.

lucy send george a look. both of them looked at lockwood. and lockwood just shrugged his shoulders.

“so..” lockwood said slowly, once you had settled into the big armchair next to the christmas tree. “how’s it going?”

“how’s it going?” repeated lucy murmuring

george seemed to deem the question as weird as lucy did, so he followed it by hitting lockwood ok the side with his elbow.

“ouch” lockwood rubbed his ribs

you missed all of that interaction and just shrugged you shoulders. “great, i’d say”

“and dating?” lockwood earned himself another hit with the elbow “like in general” he muttered, while holding back the cry of agony

“you’re coming straight to the point, huh?” you wondered smiling “i’m not seeing anyone at the moment”

truth was, that lockwood, lucy and george were rooting for you and quill together ever since quill had first introduced them to you about three years ago. actually, at first they had thought you were his new girlfriend. it took them quite some time to find out you weren’t, considering you were always acting like a couple.

over the years of knowing them there originated some sort of dynamic in which you and quill would often find yourselves acting as parents to the little group.

sometimes they would make it too easy, by fighting like siblings or not having enough food in the house. or last fall, when all of them had gotten sick at the same time and you and quill had spent an entire week at portland row, trying to cure them.

you had never felt more like a mother.

and in some sense you loved it. you didn’t have much family, so it made you happy to love and take care of someone.

“what about quill?” lucy asked quickly, ignoring the looks george and lockwood were sending her.

lockwood looked at george next, as if he was waiting for a reaction, or for him to elbow lucy next. but george didn’t do anything, he actually just leaned forward by a bit, seemingly just as interested in your answer as lucy was. lockwood sighed and looked at you.

“what?” you asked “if quill is seeing someone?”

lucy and george nodded.

you shrugged “not as far as i know”

your friends smiled and you returned the smile, a bit confused at their beaming happiness, before you stood up. “who would want some tea?”

after they had answered your questions - three times yes - you left the living room and walked into the kitchen. just as the kitchen door closed behind you, quill re-entered the living room and sat down in the chair you had just gotten out of.

that was enough for the trio to silently decided to continue their interrogation with him.

it seemed that the unresolved relationship issue really bugged george, because he got straight to the point. “you’re single, y/n’s single, why not just date each other?”

“what?” quills eyes had grown big.

“you heard what i said” george leaned back and crossed his arms, like he had just finished his job.

“what he is trying to say, is that—” lockwood tried to ease the situation, but couldn’t find any words, so he looked at lucy.

“you’re basically married” she shrugged “and you obviously like her”

“yeah” lockwood agreed “and she likes you back”

“why don’t you go in there and ask her out? right now” george pointed to the kitchen door

“woah” quill raised his hands “we’re actual human beings, not just some dolls you can play with and set up with each other”

“so you don’t like her?” george was mindlessly turning the pages of a magazine.

“i did not say that” quill protested.

“fine, okay” lucy nodded “what seems to be the problem?”

“what if you’re wrong?” quill muttered “what if i ask her and she says no, and what if, after that she’ll never talk to me again?”

“you can’t be that oblivious” george had decided that he had read enough and closed the magazine “i mean when was the last time you had a girlfriend? i’m pretty sure it was back before you even knew y/n. and when did you ever see her with another boy?”

“hm” made quill, watching as you opened the door and walked out with a tray in hand. he quickly got to his feet, helping you put everything down on the table. you looked up and suddenly you were unbelievably close to each other.

“hi” muttered quill.

“hi” you said back.

it was like lockwood, lucy and george had suddenly disappeared and it was only you two.

“how would you like—“ quill interrupted himself “go on a date, with me?” he asked instead.

“i thought you’d never ask” you smiled brightly and his heart fluttered in his chest.

“i thought you’d never say yes” he whispered and you looked at him in surprise.

“i could never say no to you” your lips were almost touching, when you heard a noise from the couch.

lockwood, lucy and george had stumbled onto their feet and were trying to leave the room.

“don’t even pay attention to us” lucy babbled “we’re going to buy some new cookies”

“are we?” lockwood wondered, but was quickly dragged out of the room by his two friends

“we are” was the last thing you could hear george say, in a rather harsh tone, before the front door closed loudly.

quill and you looked at each other again, laughing at your friends, that were acting like children once again.

“can i kiss you?”

“yes”

and he did just that. his lips were soft and you tasted some of your cherry lip balm, that he sometimes used. he was pulling you closer by your hip and neck and deepened the kiss and you wondered why you had never done this before in all the years you had liked him and didn’t take the time to even admit that to yourself.

“i really like you” you muttered against his lips as soon as the kiss had ended.

“i really like you too” quill said “wait, no, please scratch that”

you frowned at him.

“i think i might even love you”

you giggled, relieved, before you nodded “okay” you said “that’s even better”

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yandere-sins · 1 year

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So I thought I’d give a little life-update as there’s a lot going on at the moment and I think it’s visible on my blog as well. Maybe the positives first:

I do really like my new work, I like that I have set hours (even if I do overtime here and there) and though it got incredible stressful the last few weeks, I think the four people that work in my office space are the coolest in the whole company and I love the support I am getting, it’s something I always wanted for my work-life tbh! My dog is also doing very fine, she’s really a total sweetheart and I wouldn’t know what to do without her, and at least I, myself, am doing pretty okay-ish physically, so nothing to complain there.

Now to the negatives.

Unfortunately, my mom’s cancer returned but is quite hard to pinpoint. She went back to an even more aggressive chemotherapy and we’re hoping for the best. Honestly, I don’t wish cancer on anyone, it’s such a tough battle and even just as the primary caretaker it’s been really hard to deal with for me, luckily I have grandparents and a brother who all deal with it and help and support, so that’s good! My mental health though is suffering. It’s biting my own butt now, but I cancelled therapy to focus on work at the beginning of this year and now my therapist is fully booked, so I will have to sit out this month probably. I am telling that because that’s the reason I am struggling with concentrating on one thing for a long time, which includes writing, which explains the fluctuation of posts you are seeing, since I try to get requests and drafts done on the weekend when there’s less stress. Sadly only works like 30% of the time...

Going forward I have decided to indefinitely pause commissions. I have noticed that they put too much pressure with the deadline and expectancy on me when I am already struggling and sometimes need a day to myself. I can’t say when they’ll come back, but thank you all so much for your interest and support, it’s always a pleasure to write your ideas and I never had a bad experience with commission ♥

Good news for Mermay: it’s still happening! ... buuuut I am shortening the story I came up with. I think I was too ambitious with the three routes I teased, so I am trying to figure out how to ensure that it won’t drag out as much as Atreo’s story last year. Unfortunately, the start will be delayed some more, but we were going to celebrate Mer-June anyway, so at this point it probably doesn’t make as much difference (’:

Because the question arose a few times already, I will not be playing Honkai Star Rail. It has a few reasons, but the main one is I don’t have the time. Sorry to everyone who asked about it, but it’s just not the right time for me at the moment! ): I’ll probably be miserable again later when everyone has moved on to it and I am stuck behind but I have to make cuts somewhere ;;

I actually have some commissions and requests that I haven’t released yet, so I will try to schedule some of these in the meantime while I work out how to go about stuff. If you’ve been around for a while you probably know I like routines that’s why it’s always important for me to build them and keep them up. Other than that, I’ll probably focus on Mermay and my own writing projects which will happen rather irregularly. No guarantees on posting, sadly ):

I do realize tho that it just isn’t always possible to keep up frequency of posts and interactions I had when I started this blog, as much as it saddens me. I have to prioritze my real life before my internet presence (and I really need to not feel guilty about taking breaks from everything ever so often ;;), so if you see me vanishing for a few days, it’s just that really.

Thank you everyone who stuck around and supports this blog ♥ There’s another big milestone coming up veeery soon and I am always in awe that so many people would stay to read my silly little stories!! If you have some time and don’t mind waiting for a response, I’m always happy to chat and answer questions, so please don’t hesitate to hit me up!

Thanks everyone ♥

#Admin #Also I found a new editing program that I want to try out soon-ish #if something changes about my writing... it could be my editing ^^'#But Grammarly also now has an AI thingy and bleh #Don't really want to keep supporting it since it's also not really made for non-professional writing stuff

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meenawrites · 1 year

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Again with Trudy Lives AU

Again I have no chill. So this is just random things I'm headcanoning for this AU.

I think Trudy and Jake would honestly be best buds. Like I think they get each other in a way the Na'vi can't being ex-military and I think with her alive and parenting Spider she would be a stable reminder of when he was human, which is honestly something he seems to have relegated to the back of his mind in the second movie. Like I'm not even sure his kids know he had a brother.

I also feel like the two of them would secretly be laughing at their kids' somewhat dangerous antics together like "lol what a bunch of dumbasses" and Jake's like "agreed"

Neytiri isn't the fondest of Trudy because she challenges her on her position on Spider and she just has PTSD from people who flew helicopters and shot her and her people's ikrans out of the air, but she does have a grudging respect for her for many reasons:

- she was instrumental in helping Jake get to them and have the chance to become Toruk Makto and lead them to victory

- she betrayed the RDA for the Na'vi cause because she recognized that it wasn't right and I have to imagine that as a soldier it's hard to decide you'r going to go against orders, but she was just like "I didn't sign up for this shit"

- she recognizes Trudy as a powerful human warrior

- she respects the mothering spirit she sees in her when she interacts with Spider and worries for his well-being.

I think Neytiri's grudging respect from the beginning would probably turn into actual liking of her at some point and she's probably going to be like why do I like this disrespectful human who swears in front of my kids (though Jake does the same honestly so she can't really say anything), but Neytiri just kind of reluctantly accepts that she likes being around Trudy and finds her amusing (though secretly).

I think Kiri and Tuk would idolize Trudy to be honest. Like I think they'd just see her as this absolute muscled queen badass who even earned their mother's respect as a human.

Trudy enjoys interacting with the Sully kids and is probably used to them like hanging off of her arms as she lifts them in the air and marveling at her human muscles.

I think she'd become a regular respected human within the Omaticaya clan because everyone has heard about her contributions in their victory against the RDA from Jake himself. I'd imagine she has herself a little fanclub amongst the younger Na'vi to be honest.

As for her integrating into Na'vi culture, I think she would respect the culture a lot, but perhaps not really go fully Na'vi like Spider does. She already has her own ready established cultural identity and idea of who she, and she is very much aware of her limitations within this culture as a human. I think she would adopt practices that she likes and agrees with. She never disrespects the culture and is usually interested in learning.

I have no idea why but I just imagine Moat being really fond of Trudy? Like she just really likes the girl and her strength of spirit, and greatly appreciates what she's done for them. I'd imagine she kind of pampers Trudy and is always trying to give her food or braid her hair or something. Trudy is flattered but she doesn't know how to deal with the almost motherly affection so she usually shoves Spider to Moat to receive these things in her stead, which he's more than happy to accept.

I'm also going to make a separate post about some ideas I have about her raising Spider and stuff so stay tuned, but if anyone has any questions about this AU, I'd LOVE to answer!

#Trudy is Spider's mom #I am Trudy's wife #Spider deserves a parent #I just want him to be happy #spider socorro #spider #avatar 2 #avatar the way of water #Neytiri #Jake Sully #Sully kids #Moat #Omaticaya

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yell0wsalt · 4 months

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You find the most interesting ask games!!

🥺🛒🙋🏻‍♀️🎉

Listen, I love wasting the zero time I have indulging in silly asks games XD

🥺 Is there a certain type of moment or common interaction between your characters that never fails to put you in your feels?

Answered this one here, but let’s have a specific example:

Her skin paled in color. Spirits, when was the last time she’s seen the outside? His eyes drifted down to her lips, finding them chapped with a few cracks. He licked his own subconsciously and moved on, sensing his line of questioning would lead to a dead end. For a lack of better words, he surmised she had given up on herself.

Jumping ahead to the next question, but the subtle character actions. Yes, her lips are dry because she can’t take care of herself. There's this newfound urge in him to kiss her and help her! He can’t though, so he instead licks his own.

Also this is soooo silly, but characters sharing a bed. And it’s written out them coming from their bedroom or something along those lines. Like it’s their bed. They’re in a relationship. They have an apartment/house together. They cuddle and kiss and all that there I—

Weeping.

I’m but a simple lady who eats up the small tokens of affection gladly.

🛒 What are some common things you incorporate in your fics? Themes, feels, scenes, imagery, etc.

Subtle character actions, my beloved. I think I enjoy them a bit too much, but they:

Slow down how the story’s moving

Depending on what they are doing, you can get a feel for their headspace. Flexing of fingers, fiddling with buttons on their coat, etc. They are another way of depicting their excitement, nervousness, or anger without saying so outright

🙋‍♀️ Do any irl people know you write fanfic?

Eek! My sister knows I write, but I don’t think she knows it’s fanfic specifically and for these fandoms. I just told her I wrote short stories. Let’s keep it that way.

If she did find out... woah. I don’t know how I’d feel about it. Maybe embarrassed at first, then try to get over it. Eventually.

But if anyone else irl found out, I'd want to vaporize. I don’t think I could look at them

🎉 What leads you to consider a fic a success?

That it is:

1. Out there and published.

and

2. A fic that I’m happy with

There are several ideas and 90% done fics gathering dust in my google docs I haven’t thought of sharing. So for the ones that made it through that jumbled mess to post on either Tumblr or AO3, can we get a round of applause 👏🏾

And I’m also writing for me first and foremost. When it’s out in the public and there’s the option to interact with the writer it’s easy to lose sight of that. I don’t get hits, no one wants to comment, this story was stupid why did I bother sharing, etc.

I will admit to having my moments, but when those are overshadowed by me feeling happy with how the idea came out that’s what matters most. Everything else/everyone else’s opinions are extra.

These were wonderful asks, thank you 💕

Fanfic Writer Emoji Asks

#ask game

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thedistantdusk · 1 year

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Hello! Hope you're doing good! I'm a huuuuge fan of your works! You're really brilliant istg! Just wanted to ask if you're working on any Harry Potter fics currently.... I understand if you don't want to answer this. It's absolutely fine if you're on a break or something. Hope you are happy and having fun! Take care, lots of love!

Hello!

Thank you, that’s very kind.

It’s… interesting to me that this ask arrived in my inbox late last night (when this old lady was dead asleep! 😴) because this is a topic I’ve struggled with for some time. I suppose now is as good a time as any to discuss it.

After immersing myself in original content for over a year, I’ve come to the realization that I’m better suited to original publication.

I can already hear the follow-up question (“Why?”)… and yikes, I’m hesitant to answer, because my reasoning is the sort of thing that’s often misconstrued/taken personally on Tumblr.

Please know that what I’m about to say does not describe a single person or event, and it’s absolutely not intended as a personal attack. However, since I’ve been wrestling with this for some time (and since I get frequent asks about it), I’d like to think my feelings are valid enough to explain myself.

So! Here’s an explanation, in the form of a story.

A couple of weeks ago, I attended a writing conference and got the opportunity to chat with an author who’s been doing this gig for ages, with a number of professional accolades to her name. She also started out writing Harry Potter fanfic, so we got to talking about the transition from fic to OC. She no longer writes fic (and didn’t write canon pairings, so had no overlap with my experiences in that regard) but she offered a sage piece of wisdom that has stuck with me since.

I’m paraphrasing, but the gist of what she offered is that in most cases, when comparing big-name fanfic authors to big-name OC authors, the standard of content quality is almost exactly the same— but the accepted standard of professionalism couldn’t be more different.

And maybe this statement is obvious to you, but it really threw me for a loop! 😅 To clarify, she wasn’t saying that this statement is necessarily anyone’s fault, or that individual fic writers are to blame for the overall culture of some (not all!) fandoms. She also wasn’t saying that any author— or any person, in general— deserves disrespect.

She was simply commenting on the difference of what’s considered “part of the job” when comparing reader interactions between fanfic vs OC communities. She wasn’t even speaking about Harry Potter in particular, so if you’ve had a different experience, I believe you! This was her feedback, and hers alone 😄.

Unfortunately, though, it did ring extremely true for me. Imo, when “professional” authors (and yes, I hate using that term, because all authors are valid) engage in objectively outlandish/unkind behavior, they often face consequences— at least in the court of public opinion.

However, I simply can’t say the same is true for fandom. Imo, there are few other venues where folks who actually want readers/followers are publicly supported in behavior that, in my opinion, should receive a call-out instead of a round of applause.

Again, this is just my experience, and I’m not describing everyone. Many fanfic writers (including the ones I beta for 🥰) behave as true professionals. And if you’re reading this and completely disagree with me, that’s totally okay! Nothing I’m saying should be intended to take away from anything you’ve experienced. I’m simply describing my own personal feelings/the feelings of a peer with whom I discussed the transition from fandom to original culture.

So… will I write fic again? Given the circumstances I’ve described, this will be a challenge. I love organizing fic exchanges and festivals, working on the subreddit, and supporting the creation of new content. But after witnessing, first-hand, the way that OC authors engage with the public, my experiences in fandom culture feel unnecessarily toxic by comparison.

Which leads me to my point: After quite a bit of introspection, I’ve had to accept that there were many times over the past few years when I should’ve been kinder in my public handling of reader interactions/Tumblr asks.

I, myself, fell into the “fandom trap” of responding to innocent questions in a way that embarrasses me now. I take full responsibility, but I can’t change the past. The most I can do is apologize and offer a greater degree of kindness in the future.

So! I know that’s a long-winded explanation, but the transition to OC has really opened my eyes. I wholeheartedly support anyone who continues to write fic/produce for fandoms; this, again, is literally just my experience. I’ll always be around discord for a chat and conversation, but I’m not sure if writing fic is for me anymore.

In closing, it saddens me that this post (which is literally about kindness/professionalism) will probably inspire passive-aggressive reblogs and hashtags, but this will only be a prime example of why HP content creation may no longer be for me 😅.

In short, this indefinite break will probably continue, but I truly appreciate your support ❤️.

Take care!

#not harry potter #fandom culture #fanfic culture

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storiesbyjes2g · 2 years

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I showed Alessia how to dice vegetables and what not, thinking she'd grab a cutting board and try it herself. But she stood next to me, smiling. Maybe she thought she'd grasp it by osmosis or something. At least her heart was in the right place...I guess.

Luca sauntered into the kitchen and joined her in spectating. What was I? Pre-dinner entertainment?

As soon as we sat down to eat, her mood changed dramatically. She went from being inspired to mortified in two seconds flat. I'd never seen her so upset before, and I went into a mild panic trying to see what happened. She said she got an awkward text from a classmate. The girl wanted Alessia's advice on how to tell someone she liked them. At first, the message excited her because she thought the girl was referring to Luca since he's always making googly eyes at her.

PAUSE!

My son had a crush on someone??!!! How exciting was that?! I wondered why he never told me, but then again, these first crushes could be quite sensitive, so maybe he wasn't ready. I hoped he'd tell me all about her soon.

Resume.

Alessia thought the girl was asking about Luca, but it turned out she was referring to Alessia. Yikes. I saw where this was going.

My poor baby was so conflicted on top of being embarrassed. Should she tell Luca about this? She didn't want his feelings to be hurt, but if his crush wasn't interested in him... Both my children were great catches, and the girl had excellent taste. She'd be lucky to end up with either of them, but Alessia wasn't into girls and felt weird about that interaction. She didn't know how to respond without hurting her feelings and giving her the impression she was interested. I wasn't quite sure what to suggest, as I'd never been in a situation like that before. But I tried. I suggested she be honest and tell the girl she didn't know the answer. She would either go away and ask someone else if she genuinely wanted her opinion or come straight out and tell Alessia she was the crush. Alessia could then let her down gently...or something.

She seemed to appreciate the advice, and I saw an opportunity I probably wouldn't get again. I asked if she had a crush on anyone, and she said yes! The mid to late teen days were so exciting, and I was happy for my youngsters. Even if nothing came of these crushes, watching them go through this phase was so fun for me. I asked her to tell me about him, and of course she began by saying how cute he was. He had brown skin and blonde, curly hair, she said. Apparently, he was mixed, just like her and Luca. He kept to himself a lot, which, of course, made her even more curious about him.

She lit up like Winterfest lights as she spoke of him, and it was the cutest thing. I had to find out more but also see where her head was as far as relationships went and everything that came with them. The last thing I wanted was for my children to make the same mistakes I made. But I didn't want to just dive in and make it all about woohoo, especially if she wasn't there yet, so I told her about my first crushes, Laurant and Devonte. She was so intrigued when I got to the part about me and my friend Diamond, both liking Laurant but also completely smitten by her twin, Devonte. She asked if I ever kissed them, and despite wanting to know where her head was, I was still surprised.

"Is that something you think you want to do? With Rene?" I asked.

She shrugged. "Maybe. I don't know. I was just curious, I guess."

An idea fell on me, and I knew how to have The Talk with her.

"Can I tell you a story?" I asked.

She nodded.

"I had my first kiss and first woohoo on the same day within minutes of each other."

Her eyes were so large, I could see all the follow-up questions incoming.

"It was Devonté. On Love Day."

Her eyes lit up even more. Maybe we should have moved to the living room. I felt like this conversation needed a cozier environment, but we were already into it.

"He was giving me mixed signals, and I wanted to know once and for all how he felt about me, so I invited him to my house to talk and hang out. At least, that's what I told myself. What I really wanted was to kiss him, but I guess I wasn't ready to admit I wanted physical intimacy with someone. My parents were very...loving toward each other, and I wanted that with someone, too. So when he kissed me, I let it happen. And when I realized we were going to do more than kiss, I didn't say no."

She looked all kinds of uncomfortable, and we definitely should have gone to the couch.

"Oh, I hope I didn't scare you. He didn't force me or anything, if that's what you're thinking. But I wasn't honest with myself about what I wanted, and when it happened, I guess I was a little surprised even though I wanted to do it...if that makes sense."

She nodded, but still looked uncomfortable. Maybe talking about woohoo for the first time shocked her system. I wasn't too fond of it either. But it paved the way for my friendship with Mommy I cherished so much. I hoped Alessia would feel the same way later.

Talking about being honest made me think about more recent events.

"Thinking about it," I began, "I wasn't honest with myself about the guy I cheated with, either. I told you I had feelings for him for a long time, but I didn't realize it until too late. I think I knew, but I couldn't admit it. Especially after I got married. So what I wanted to say is...always be truthful with yourself. Even if it's something bad, like having feelings for someone else when you're in a relationship. You can't do anything about it until you face it head on. Lying to yourself has consequences."

The uncomfortable look melted away slowly, and I was glad. Maybe that meant she learned something. Her new expressed looked surprised, probably that I admitted to all that.

"Maybe if I would have admitted it long time ago, I wouldn't have met and married your dad. I mean, I'm glad I met your dad. I loved him. And I wouldn't have you if I didn't. But look what happened. I hurt everyone and destroyed my marriage. So...yeah... Be honest with yourself. And think about what you do and who you do it with. And don't give yourself to jerks. You're not doing it yet, are you?"

"UUUUGGGGGHHHHH!! Why'd you have to ruin it?!"

#ISBI challenge #sims 4 story #sims 4 gameplay #sims story #adolting #adolting gen 2 #Emerald Pope #Alessia Amina Murillo #Luca Winston Murillo

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miss-mossball · 1 year

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Shipping Boundaries with my OCs

I don’t wanna be vague, im just gonna be honest out loud with what I’m thinking about in requards to ocs and ships, since I can be pretty evasive

I broke off my friendship with Zoe(faeriegirl) in october; it was messy and I don’t want to cause any drama over it, but it effected me largely and had me reevaluate how I approach OC and interpersonal relationship stuff. (And to be clear; I don’t care if I have friends who are mutually friends with her, interact or reblog her stuff or whatever, I just don’t personally want any sort of relationship to her. She’s still a fine artist to support)

Anyway, I’ve come to accept that a lot of my OCs are off-limits for various reasons. A lot of them I’d been using for healing trauma and exploring parts of myself; and these OCs specifically just can’t be used to have ships with even my closest friends. They’re for Rou-only or absolutely none at all. I wish I respected that in the past, but now I will going forward.

Plainly put, I have Dissociative Identity Disorder and these OCs directly correlate with my alters/personas. We use them as kind of a fun and creative way to process things and create a life they can be happy in. Their stories are very sensitive. This is something I didn’t know for many years, so I don’t fault anyone for not knowing either/understanding without my explaining its

A few of them off-limits are:

- Princess Rose, most of the Herz kingdom actually

- Bunny (and all variations of)

- Vanicho

- Hail

- Peter cottontail

- Dosy

- Til

- Marion and Nette

- Cerberus and Cain

- Snow White and Rose Red

- Taiga (and all variations of)

- and probably a few others I’m not thinking of

“But why?”

Shipping with these characters is close to being in an actual relationship with those parts of me, so its really got to be reserved for Rou. Its something I didn’t explain well enough in the past.

“But bunny, what so if we have a ship with one of these characters?”

I’m sorry to say, but I’m not as comfortable with them as I used to be. I hope you can understand my not wanting to do it anymore.

I have dozens and dozens of ocs, we could probably come up with a solution or a similar character if you’re interested. Ultimately you’re welcome to talk to me personally about it.

I won’t be breaking any friendships up over this personally, the past we had together is treasured, even if not ‘canon’. Thank you <3

“How do we know if a character of yours is off-limits?”

Just ask! I don’t mind answering, I’m tired if dancing around it.

“Are friendships okay?”

Yes ofc! Just please respect their story and the fact that it can change on a whim. Most likely we’d make an au to share do both our seperate stories can be respected!

All in all, I’m really sorry about this. But also, thank you for understanding and being my friends and mutuals.

I just want to move forward with a clean slate without feeling like anyone’s resentful of me for using my characters as I need to

If you have any more questions, my ask box is open

#‘ x ‘ <(#i have a few ships with friends again #(that are safe-feeling)#so its on my mind on what i actually want to do going forward #i wanted to explain the part with zoe to just put it right out there #since there was a lot of stuff we made and support behind it #personas

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buckysbarnes · 1 year

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15 QUESTIONS FOR 15 MUTUALS

tagged by: @aemondtragaryen rules: answer the questions and tag 15 mutuals

1. Are you named after anyone?

No but my middle name is. Kinda.

2. When was the last time you cried?

Wednesday! The better question would be when have I not cried? 🥴

3. Do you have kids?

No, not really. ( I have a son in kpop I believe is mine.)

4. Do you use sarcasm a lot?

Unfortunately in person it comes out a lot.

5. What’s the first thing you notice about people?

I usually see how they interact with others before I talk to anyone first. 👀

6. What’s your eye colour?

brown 🟤👄🟤

7. Scary movies or happy endings?

scary movies where there’s a happy ending 😀

8. Any special talents?

Oof, idk. You’re asking the wrong person. I don’t even like my blog, man. But I guess I can say I do accents pretty good?

9. Where were you born?

🤮 usa

10. What are your hobbies?

this! tumblr is the hobby. unless writing counts? idk i make fanfics i guess.

11. Have you any pets?

I’m actually so glad you asked, because I do! And i’m inserting a pic so that joss can like this post when she sees she’s tagged since she loves her. I present to you: ✨Penny✨

12. What sports do you play/have played?

None, I was barely allowed to talk to kids at school growing up lol.

13. How tall are you?

5’8 (and a half) 💁🏻‍♀️

14. Favorite subject in school?

English (mostly writing)

15. Dream job?

OOf, I’m gonna be honest. I’d love to be an actress, or voice actor, or writer. Since it’s only just a dream~ 🙇🏻‍♀️

tagging: @avasillva, @peterparkcr, @thewintersoldier, @wandamaximoffs, @daniel-bruehl, @heroeddiemunson, @enidsniclair, @userkeery, @lokihiddleston, @g0thtaemin @everyone else because i don’t talk to enough people/know who would like this. Feel free to just skip this if you aren’t interested 🥲

#about me #✨tagged✨#even if you dont do these #there is a surprise photo for those who read it 🥴

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2023 March - Uploaded

1Eonen1 A Bunch of Lonesome Heroes (121KB - 11 Chapters - R) Ten years into the future, as the war rages on, Hermione finds herself in enemy HQ and who but Draco Malfoy should claim victory. However, his prize is to be determined.

Ally_Strypes In Too Deep (5KB - One Shot - PG-13) Draco realizes that the choices he made in life can never be taken back He has sunk into his new life and even if he wants out, he cant, because he is simply in too deep.

Antigone_Q Words (5KB - One Shot - G) A one-shot written from Hermione's point of view as she watches Draco study in the library late at night. What do the two have in common?

AugustineRose Like A Secret | Like An Oath (153KB - Incomplete - NC-17) Hermione Granger returned to Hogwarts for a sense of normalcy, trying to outrun the ghosts of the last few years. One low night leads to a chance encounter with Theodore Nott that leaves her with more questions than answers, especially when he seems to be going well out of his way to give her a reason to get back on her feet; if it weren't for his handsome boyfriend, she might be interested, but she's never had Harry's desire to compete with Draco Malfoy for anything or anyone. But Draco isn't the boy he used to be, and Theo is more than she ever imagined he could be. What's a witch to do when these off-limits Slytherin boys are suddenly become so available? What is it about them that stirs this strange darkness in her soul? They've got scars of their own and, if anyone understands what it's like to burn, it's them.

Brinker On The Corner of Capulet and Montegue (4KB - One Shot - R) A not so innocent bystander tells what happened on the corner of Capulet and Montegue. *character death* Secerne (32KB - 6 Chapters - R) Hermione meets Draco for the first time in ten years right before he is sent to Azkaban.

CTrinity The Demonstration (15KB - One Shot - R) Hermione wakes up to find she has been held captive by Death Eaters to participate in their celebration. Violent non-con. Interaction between Hermione and a few Malfoys.

Fiery Punk Princess Clairvoyance and its Consequences (75KB - Incomplete - PG-13) Set weeks after “From Dreams to Reality”, Hermione’s newest sequence of Clairvoyant Dreams turn her world upside-down once more. With new sleeping arrangements and a complicated, changing relationship with Draco, Hermione fights to pass her upcoming NEWTs and sort out Harry’s new advances while still running her busy life. And over time, she is, along with Harry, Ron, Draco and a few others, faced with the hardest challenge she has ever faced: Fighting against Voldemort … in her Dreams!

HLG Goodbye (5KB - One Shot - PG-13) Hermione tries to save Draco on a cold winter night. Right and Wrong (5KB - One Shot - R) He knew I’d be here. He knew I’d repeat his offer over and over again in my mind until the line between right and wrong blurred, washing my morals away with it. He knew, and I hate him for that.

Humansitis The Battle For All (144KB - 14 Chapters - PG-13) It's their final year at Hogwarts. Everything they've learned and done come down to this. Our gang battles it out for love, freedom, friendship, truth, and honor. Oh! And Draco, Harry, Ginny, and Hermione get caught in a love square! Agent Granger, CIA (117KB - 10 Chapters - PG-13) Hermione's all grown up and joined the CIA. Yes, we're proud of her, but why isn't she happy? Ever since Ron left her and Harry died, nothing's been right for her...Now ten years later, their paths cross again --

Inwitari Dare You to Move (12KB - One Shot - PG) The wizarding world stands on the brink of war. In the turmoil one woman still feels like a little girl, struggling to forgive herself for her mistakes... and one man is going to make sure the high and mighty take a nasty fall. What happens when plans fail and you have to be strong? What happens when everything you believe in dissipates? Welcome to the resistance, where there is no time to mourn. It's time to make your move. I dare you. Face to Face (7KB - One Shot - PG) When two enemies had to make a choice, they had hoped it would never come to this. People tell you to follow your heart, but how can you when it's split in two? Face to face with your biggest fear, what would you decide? The stars are watching, and you can't argue with fate... To Be A Hero (7KB - One Shot - PG) Everyone is the Hero of their own life story, but what does it take to be the Hero of Hermione's story? In a world riddled with war and pain, nothing is black and white and you have to prepare for the oncoming night. True Heroes are hard to find. We Are the Lucky Ones (5KB - One Shot - PG) When the last battle is over, who is left behind to shed the tears? Who has made the ultimate sacrifice; and who has been lucky?

kishijoten A Family Affair (184KB - 25 Chapters - R) Just after his sixteenth birthday, Draco Malfoy learns of a horrifying plot against his life, forcing him to take on a new identity and adopt a new way of life. Years later, Malfoy learns that time has not stood still back home, and he finds himself dragged once again into the intrigue and danger that always surround anyone named 'Malfoy'.

Lady de Winter Hogwarts Masquerade (5 Chapters - G) Hogwarts hosts its very first Masked Ball and Hermione finds herself making a bet with Ron and dancing with a mysterious stranger. But who is it?

Lady Draherm (eldee_fic) The After Kiss (4KB - One Shot - PG-13) He shouldn’t have done it... Crafty (4KB - One Shot - G) I have other ways that will make you relax... Possible Moments (15KB - One Shot - PG-13) Draco Malfoy has turned his back on the dark side, and his family name. However, he has NO desire to fight with the side of good. During his seventh year at Hogwarts, he must deal with the Slytherins that turn on him, and the Gryffindors who don't believe him. (Written post-OotP, pre-HBP.) Tarnished (4KB - One Shot - G) Just the thought of it left her insides boiling with anger. Their Curse (112KB - 14 Chapters - PG-13) On summer vacation after fifth year, Draco Malfoy accepts a bet from a fellow Slytherin student to spend one hour in Muggle London. He gets lost, and after hours, runs into Hermione Granger. Against their will, they are connected by a curse. Draco must choose between living in a Muggle world with the Grangers for one month, and returning to the wizarding world not cured, not able to perform magic.... Weapon (19KB - One Shot - R) Hermione Granger is on the run from Aurors. Draco Malfoy, Death Eater in hiding, is not pleased when she shows up at his flat. She might just blow his and Blaise's cover, leading the Aurors right to them.

Lucia di Medici Draco Vanitas (Avarice) (8KB - One Shot - PG-13) On the eve of the Dark Lord’s triumph, Draco Malfoy has claimed the last addition to his collection. The Sign of the Asp (6KB - One Shot - PG) A series of vignettes documenting the final days before war breaks for one Draco Malfoy, proud Death Eater.

majamariamaja The Mystery Of You (33KB - Incomplete - R) Hermione's been left by her friends to fend for herself in her last year at Hogwarts. Why? Well, she won't speak about it. Then, as if she hadn't been through enough already, she(being the Head Girl) has to share a common room with Draco Malfoy(Head Boy). What will happen within those walls when they're all alone? Otherwise Engaged (268KB - 24 Chapters - R) Hermione Granger's practically perfect life is turned upside-down after meeting her former enemy at the local pub. This is her story. I froze. I wasn't alone. Was Martin here? I removed the pillow from my face and opened my eyes. It wasn't my bedroom. Where the hell was I? "Good morning, Mudblood." I screamed while jumping into a sitting position. "Malfoy?!"

Priah Falling in Love When You're Ten (287KB - 16 Chapters - R) A trove of song fics and short stories with various plotlines. Rape, desecration, suicide, jealousy, misconception, death, rejection, and everything in between. DracoHermione. R4 sex and mild themes.

twin-v Doing the Unthinkable (16KB - One Shot - PG-13) When a storm prevents Draco and Hermione from buying Valentine's Day gifts for each other, they both resort to doing the unthinkable... Sort of sequel to Reasons. Home To Stay (7KB - One Shot - G) She wants to travel, he wants to marry her. They each go their separate ways, both angry at the other. But one day, she returns... Poison (19KB - One Shot - PG-13) The last of the trilogy... Draco and Hermione's relationship has finally been revealed to their families and friends. Life's great and nothing could be better. Why, then, is the title 'Poison'? Reasons (4KB - One Shot - PG) Draco tries hard to convince himself that he hates Hermione by writing a list of the things he hates about her. But when the list falls into Hermione's hands... Two Miles from London (53KB - One Shot - PG) Hermione sees Draco looking less than his usual dignified self somewhere two miles from London, and offers to help him. She meets Draco's pesky brother, and the two Malfoys compete for the Mudblood's affection.

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Special Guest Kitty Kildare - Author of Death at the Fireside Inn: 1920s Historical Mystery (Veronica Vale Investigates) #GuestPost / #Giveaway - Great Escapes Book Tour

Death at the Fireside Inn: 1920s Historical Mystery (Veronica Vale Investigates) by Kitty Kildare It is my pleasure to welcome Kitty Kildare to Escape With Dollycas today. WHY COZY MYSTERIES by Kitty Kildare Life is full of mystery. I’ve always had a fascination with finding out what goes on beneath the surface of every situation. I learned this the hard way when I made an off the cuff comment about someone’s ridiculously happy marriage and how content they seemed and I’d be so lucky to be in that situation. Two hours later, and after a lot of shed tears, I learned the grim reality of that magical marriage. That lesson showed me nothing is ever quite what it seems. The happy smile on the baker’s face as he stocks his counter for the day. The cheerful whistle of the chimneysweep as he goes about his job (does that whistle sound strained to you? And what’s that rolled up in the back of his van?) And the intense expression of the chambermaid as she dashes past with a bundled parcel. Is she busy or does she have something to hide? What else is going on? I always ask myself about the secrets the strangers I meet could be keeping. If you’re ever bored on a journey, it’s a wonderful game to play. Look around the aeroplane, train carriage, or even glance into other people’s cars if you’re stuck in traffic, and play the what if game. What if that person is scowling because they’ve learned a secret about their older brother? A secret that’s lost them thousands of dollars and the respect of their father. What if the woman looking pensive has learned a dark puzzling clue to exactly what her husband was doing two weeks ago last Friday? What will she do with that knowledge? What if the speeding fool who is risking his life and everyone else’s, is dashing somewhere of the utmost importance? Maybe he has a clue that will solve a murder tucked in his inside jacket pocket. Or he needs to get somewhere by a certain time to interview a key witness or the case will fall apart. Sometimes, playing this game makes real life seem so much more interesting. My characters always ask the question ‘what if’ and dig for more information. They’re never content with the surface, simple answers they first receive and are observant of their surroundings and the way people interact with them and others. It’s often the small clues and the little hints that give away the big secrets. The Veronica Vale Investigates series delves into people’s lives and unearths the often surprising (and sometimes shocking) secrets. Secrets that lead to murder. And my sleuth is never alone. That’s another delightful thing about cozy mysteries. Veronica is surrounded by friends and family who inspire her to do her best. The mysteries could never be solved without the valuable input of those around her. Ruby Smythe, her best friend. Her fretful, nosy mother, Edith, and the not always helpful Inspector Templeton. And not forgetting Veronica’s amazing clue-hunting dog, Benji. I can think of nothing I’d like more than to solve perplexing mysteries surrounded by the people I trust most, and for those people to encourage me to do my best and find a solution to a confounding puzzle. I’m only a hero when I have my team around me. The same goes for Veronica. And the nice thing about having a team to help you solve the puzzles, is that once you’re done, you can go and have a delicious slice of cake, a gossip, and a nice cup of tea in your favorite café. Would anyone like to join Veronica, Ruby, and Benji for afternoon tea at the Ritz? Thank you, Kitty, for stopping by today. ______ Keep reading for more information about Kitty's book. About Death at the Fireside Inn Death at the Fireside Inn: 1920s Historical Mystery (Veronica Vale Investigates) Historical British Cozy Mystery 1st in Series Setting – 1920s London, England K.E. 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herloveclub · 5 months

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akiana celsie skye ࣪ ｡ ᩙ

is wish to be called as cels or kya (my other aliases are cc and caca), anything more simple and swings your way is fine as long as it’s irie! an entp with earth sign, still haven’t reach her age of consent (a minor) and prefer to be addressed with feminine terms ☆ິ

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♥︎ general likings: i have the color pink, bows and sanrio addiction. i love strawberries, mochis, and vanilla a lot! i’m a cat person. baking and cooking are two agenda that lately has been taking my time. i spend most of my day by listening to music and watching something i found interesting on my homepage.. make up, foods, skincare, modelling, you name it. :c i read books but not much to be called as bookworm, i write and my x page is containing of what i’ve mentioned here.

♥︎ artists and music: a k-pop general listener but my playlists are filled with treasure, ive, newjeans, seventeen and the boyz’s songs. i keen for taylor swift, nicole, olivia rodrigo, sza, sabrina carpenter, laufey, mitski, reality club, more of indonesian singers as well! i have this thing called exploring artists and genres thus i’d love to listen to anything, really.

♥︎ movies and cartoons: if anything, i’d like to label myself as the romcom girl before a human. victorious, mean girls, gossip girl, sam n cat, the princess diaries, flipped, just my luck, do revenge, gilmore girls, legally blonde, and many more to mention but i guess you can tell the rest after reading the list! i also happen to love hospital playlist, hometown cha, even aadc and petualangan sherina. my heart is with princess movies, paw patrol, strawberry shortcakes, sofia the first.. more, ask me to name a cartoon, i’m always cheerie to answer about ’em!

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my account is safe for work and fub free / i’d be happy to have anyone around especially if our interests align and you don’t mind with the fact that i tend to delete my tweet after i tweeted them for minutes or hours. do not follow if you fit common dni criteria and judgey over harmless things.. or you simply do not interact with me! i do not want to be questioned my reason behind soft/hard blocking someone and vice versa. my private message is widely opened for any matter to solve. the rest of you are welcomed!

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muggle-born-princess · 1 year

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Hello There!

Hello to all who are reading, I am Muggle-Born-Princess, but you can call me either Muggle, Gem, Princess, or Princess Gem.

The reason why I made this post is to explain who I am; what I do; and why I'm here. To both old and new friends.

First of all, I'd been a member on Tumblr since 2012/2013. I deleted my old one because I wasn't too proud of it; so that's when I made this one.

Secondly, yes I am a fandom blog. The main fandoms you will mainly see me interact with are: Miraculous Ladybug, Disney, Dolls (Barbie and Monster High especially), Total Drama, Nintendo, Studio Ghibi, and Mortal Kombat.

Speaking of which: To address the elephant in the room: YES, I AM a Harry Potter Fan! NO, I DO NOT agree with J.K. Rowling! YES, you can STILL like her WORK! NO, that DOES NOT mean I support her as a PERSON! YES, I am Pro LGBT! YES, you can BE BOTH! If you have a problem with it, well then honey, tough shit. My blog, my interests, my personality. Feel free to unfollow and block me.

Yes, I do have an inbox that is open to everyone and anyone! However, I may not always answer every question due to either being busy IRL or having to think of a response. The only thing I ask from you is to NOT ask me any personal questions! Those will be blocked and deleted! No exceptions!

PLEASE FOR THE GOD DO NOT START DRAMA ON MY BLOG! I have my own life and I don't need to deal with pointless bullshit. If you have a problem with me or someone else on my other blogs, either leave, block me, or DM me about it! (This one is mainly for my sideblogs)

Besides Tumblr, I am on other social media! I have the following: AO3 is PrincessGem; DA is Muggle-Gem-Princess; Fanfiction is Gem the Princess; FA is PrincessGem; Instagram is Princess_of_Mudbloods; NewGrounds is PrincessGem; Twitter is DebraisDisney; and Wattpad is LovePrincessGem. PLEASE NOTE THAT MY FA, NEWGROUNDS, AND TWITTER ARE ALL NSFW! That means I do not allow minors aka those under 18 years of age to follow me! If you are underage and are all following me on there, LEAVE NOW! I DO NOT WANT US BOTH IN TROUBLE!

I have 3 Tumblr Side Blogs: There are @princessgemsart (My Art Blog); @pro-bee-sisters (My Miraculous-Related Blog; dedicated to both Chloé and Zoé); and @pens-and-gems (My Writing Blog; sister to my Art Blog)

PLEASE IF YOU LIKE, GIVE ME A FOLLOW ON ALL OF MY BLOGS AND SOCIAL MEDIA! IT WOULD MEAN THE WORLD TO ME AND HELP THEM ALL GROW!

Alright, that's all I got and that's who I am! I am happy to meet you and be your friend! If you wish to ask me more, please DM me for more info. Again, as long as they are not personal!

HAVE A NICE STAY AT MY BLOG!

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hexes-and-headaches · 2 years

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(PEN)NAME: Nicole/Nikki

PRONOUNS: she/her

ZODIAC SIGNS: Aries. Don’t know anything other than that :U

TAKEN OR SINGLE: Single, and I am conflicted on whether or not I want to do anything about it

TIME ZONE: CST

——— three facts! ♡

I’m usually pretty skittish when it comes to talking with new people, though I am trying to be better about that!

I’ve been on HRT for almost a year now, and I haven’t regretted it for a second.

I usually tend to forget things very easily, usually when I’m not immediately thinking about them. I apologize in advance if this becomes a problem for anyone.

——— experience ! ♡

I’ve been using tumblr for RP purposes since September 2013. If you remember a series of blogs that went under the ‘a-locked-box-of-muses’ handle, that was me! I used tumblr from 2013 to early 2016, where I stopped for some fucking reason. Then, I came back for most of 2018, and then tumblr did a big dumb and I left again, for some fucking reason. Luckily, I’ve had both DnD-related stuff and creative writing classes to help keep my creativity going, and I figured coming back here would help me not get rusty once my next writing class rolls around.

——— muse preference ! ♡

In case you haven’t noticed, this blog primarily centers around Agent Black from Iconoclasts (I can’t help it, I love this grumpy little asshole so much), with Misery from Cave Story as my other muse, because I wanted to have some form of connection to my previous blogs. I don’t really know how good of an idea it was to pick from such relatively obscure source material (I have seen only one other person with a Cave Story muse, and I’m pretty sure I’m the only Iconoclasts RPer that I know of.), but if any of you are interested in either of these two, I’d be more than happy to answer any questions you may have!

——— FLUFF / ANGST / SMUT! ♡

FLUFF: Both of my muses have been through some shit (definitely one more than the other) so fluff is very much appreciated.

ANGST: I FUCKING LOVE ANGST, DUDE!

SMUT: I’ve dabbled in writing smut before, none of which I’ve shared publicly, and I’m still kinda new at it? I obviously won’t RP smut with anyone under the age of 18, nor will I ship with any underage muses. With that said though, I’m open to the idea of writing smut! Both of my muses’ ages are in like...the triple-digits, so I have no qualms with using them for smut.

PLOT / MEMES: I subscribe to the time-honored tradition of ‘making shit up as I go’ when it comes to RPing. In terms of plotting, I usually like to plot out the beginning and go from there. As far as memes are concerned, go crazy! As long as it gets our characters interacting, nothing’s off the table!

Stolen from: @nurturing-starlight

Tagging: Steal if u want!!

#OOC: Nicole's talkin'

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natsfirecat · 3 years

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Okay! Here’s my request:

Natasha x asexual reader (female),where Natasha confesses her feelings for the reader, but the reader reluctantly rejects her. So after turning down Natasha’s declaration of love, the reader can’t stand seeing Natasha all beaten down and upset, so the reader confesses that she is asexual, telling Natasha that she deserves to be with someone who can give her everything and satisfy her needs. That the reader won’t be enough, no matter how much in love she is with Natasha. But little does the reader know, Natasha doesn’t want those needs, but you.

What do you think? 😃🖤💜🤍

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pairing: Natasha Romanoff x asexual fem reader

word count: 3.5k

summary: much to her dismay, r has to reject her crush, natasha

warnings: swearing, drinking, mentions of sex and sexual attraction, lmk if i need to add any more

A/N: thank you for this request! i love writing for asexual reader sm! i hope you like it, and remember that aces are valid and amazing! :D

also not proofread very well. i'm tired and too lazy rn lmao

You fiddled with your ring, staring blankly at the wall. You had just gotten home from a mission, and needed some time to rest up.

The mission had gone well, you went with Natasha. Your task was to stop a HYDRA attack on civilians. Everything went as planned, and there were no casualties.

Now that you were back, all you wanted to do was rest up and relax.

So, you did just that.

You only woke a few hours later because of Natasha calling you, saying that you had to debrief the mission.

So you reluctantly got out of bed, and made your way to the meeting room.

Fury was there, reading files, and Natasha sat in her usual seat. Her face lit up when you walked in, then she waved and motioned for you to sit down.

As Fury started going over the mission, you just gave short, straight to the point answers to his questions.

It wasn’t until Natasha gave a detailed summary that he let you leave.

While walking out the room, she stopped you.

“Are you going to Tony’s party tonight?”

“Wanda’s making me,”

She laughed, knowing that you most definitely would not be going to a social gathering unless one of your friends forced you.

“Well, I think it’ll be fun. I’ll see you there,”

You were about to shrug and go on a rant about how Tony’s parties were very much overrated, but she simply waved goodbye and made her way down the hallway back to her room.

You were about to do the same before you felt someone tap your arm from behind.

You whipped around, then grinned to see Carol.

“You’ve been back and haven’t seen me yet?”

“Sorry…” you muttered, suddenly feeling guilty.

“You can make it up to me by getting me food,”

You rolled your eyes, then agreed, knowing you would get yourself food too.

She gave you a satisfied smile before beginning to walk down the steps towards the garage of cars.

She stepped into the driver’s seat of course, while you followed behind in the passenger’s seat.

“IHOP?” She asked, despite the fact that it was 3:00 in the afternoon.

“Yes!”

“Great, you’re buying!”

You rolled your eyes, already knowing she would say that.

“So how’d the mission go?” She asked.

“It was fine, nothing exciting happened.

“As soon as we convince Fury to let you come to space with me for missions, things will get a lot more exciting for you,”

You smiled, then chuckled at her statement.

She would talk to you about space all the time, and you had often expressed interest in it. So she took it upon herself to make a slideshow presentation about why you should be allowed to go with her to space. It still needed some work, but she was absolutely planning on presenting it to Fury when it was done.

“Where will you take me?”

“Well we’d start off with something close, maybe not exit the galaxy neighborhood quite yet,”

You laughed again, looking forward to your space adventures with your best friend.

Carol had eaten about a quarter of her food before she broke the silence,

“So I heard you tell Natasha that you’re going tonight,”

“Yeah,” you said with a shrug, choosing to stare at your pancakes instead of making eye contact.

“Well that’s good, maybe you guys can talk and…”

“And what?” You were beginning to get a little irritated.

“Oh come on! We both know how you feel. Why can’t you just talk with her about it?”

“You know why, Carol,” you said as you subconsciously began to fidget with the black ring you always wore on the middle finger of your right hand.

She sighed, not wanting to fight you on this. So she went back to eating her pancakes, and didn’t say another word about it to you.

As you reluctantly promised, you were at the party that night. Not wanting to engage too much, you stood off at the edge of the room, taking a small sip of your drink.

Out of the corner of your eye, you noticed Wanda and Natasha talking. You thought nothing of it, until you saw Wanda wink at her.

You turned your head to the side, then accidentally made eye contact.

Quickly shifting your gaze to the floor, you took another sip of your drink to hide your embarrassment.

You then decided to walk away, not wanting to create any more awkward tension.

You made your way into the next room until you almost bumped into Sam, who gave you a weird look as he stepped away from you.

“You alright, L/N?” He asked.

“I’m good!” You told him, quickly walking away.

When you finally got to the corner of the other room, you took a deep breath. You finally let yourself relax against the wall, away from the person you wanted to avoid tonight.

You closed your eyes for a minute, pretending you weren’t here.

For just a moment, it worked; you weren’t a loud, crowded party. You were just happy in your room watching movies and eating popcorn. No one was bothering you, and you didn’t have to worry about anything.

Unfortunately, your moment didn’t last.

Your eyes opened again when you heard your name called several times. Standing in front of you, was Natasha.

You noticed both Wanda and Carol standing at the door, watching the both of you.

“Hi, Y/N,” she said, her voice shakier than normal. “There’s something I wanted to talk to you about, can we talk somewhere more private?”

You nodded, then began to follow her back the way you came until you were in another hallway that didn’t have anyone in it.

“Y/N,” she began. “I’ve always liked you as a person, I think you’re brilliant on the field, and I just love being around you. I feel these things around you, and it’s scary. But there’s something between us, I can feel it, and I think you feel it too. I’d like to explore these feelings, so… would you want to go out together… on a date?”

You let out a sigh as your heart dropped. You felt tears coming to your eyes as you thought about what she was saying to you. As much as it would hurt both of you, you had to do it.

“I’m really sorry, Natasha, but no. I can’t.”

“Oh-” she was taken aback from your response, unable to hide the disappointment in her voice. “This was stupid, you’re right. I’m sorry for even asking in the first place, I-” she couldn’t even finish her sentence before walking off, leaving you alone.

Two days later, Natasha had barely left her room. She stayed under the covers, mostly trying to sleep. Of course, it eventually turned into hours of staring at the ceiling while her stomach was in knots.

So, she took a sip from the bottle of vodka she brought up to her room, and leaned back against the headboard.

As soon as she felt tears forming in her eyes, she grabbed the remote and turned on the TV. She watched the saddest movies and TV shows she could think of, and ended up finishing the entire bottle.

If she was going to be sad and cry, it would be from too much drinking while watching sad stuff. It wouldn’t be from you. Natasha refused to let herself cry over a simple rejection.

But it wasn’t a simple rejection.

She’s had these feelings for you for months.

Your smile has made her heart flutter since your first mission with her. She vividly remembers the way your eyes lit up when you found out you were paired with her.

The two of you ended up working so well together. At the end of the mission, you held both your hands up for a double high five. The gesture confused her at first, but she eventually gave in and placed her hands against yours. That’s when you gave her the same smile that still gives her butterflies.

She didn’t even start to notice it until a few months ago, when Clint called her out on it. He noticed that your name was brought up in their conversations a lot. So he blatantly asked her what her feelings for you were.

Of course, she denied everything at first. You were just a friend who was nice to work with. Nothing more.

She didn’t fully realize it until Wanda called her out on it too.

You were eating breakfast, and Natasha’s eyes never left you. You exchanged smiles a few times, and the butterfly feeling in her stomach kept growing.

Wanda saw, feeling a smile grow on her face as she glanced between the two of you. Of course, her powers made this even more fun for her.

While she didn’t usually like to invade people’s private thoughts, especially her friends’, Natasha’s thoughts were loud. Yours too.

So after you got up, and waved goodbye to the both of them, Wanda immediately cornered Natasha. Normally, she wouldn’t do something like that to the assassin, but she felt okay with it considering that her thoughts of you softened her up a bit.

“So, when are you planning on asking Y/N out?” She asked her.

“What are you talking about?”

“You guys would make such a good couple, you should ask her out!”

“Absolutely not! We’re just friends,”

Wanda let out a huff, then rolled her eyes.

“You seem to forget that I’m a telepath,”

This time, Natasha rolled her eyes at her.

“Stay out of my head, Maximoff,”

And with that, she walked away, not wanting to talk about it any longer.

Of course, Wanda had other plans.

The next week, she made mental notes of how the two of you would interact. No matter how much you both denied it, she knew you had feelings for each other.

While you smiled around everyone, you smiled the most around her. Your eyes would light up, and you’d be grinning from ear to ear. And your smile would usually cause her to reciprocate it. She rarely smiled, but she was okay with you seeing her smile.

On top of that, Wanda noticed all the small gestures you would do for each other.

She would pack your bag for missions often, and you would share your food with her.

While both of those things could be seen as platonic, she knew better. You definitely had feelings for each other.

So when she brought it up to Natasha again, she couldn’t even deny it this time.

“Tell anyone, and I’ll make you feel pain you didn’t even know could be felt,” Natasha threatened her.

Wanda nodded, promising that she only wanted to help her.

Eventually, the assassin gave in and let her plan the whole thing out.

It would work out in the end, it had to.

Now, Natasha let out a growl of frustration as Wanda entered her room.

“Can you at least knock?”

“I’m worried about you, Nat,”

Despite her glares, Wanda continued walking towards her until she sat down on the foot of her bed.

“Why do you even care? You lied to me, you said it would work!”

“I really thought it would, I’m so sorry. But you can’t keep yourself locked in here, we’re all worried about you,”

“I can’t face her after I humiliated myself like that. Why would you tell me she had feelings for me too? You said you could tell from her thoughts, but she clearly doesn’t see me that way. Now I’ve probably ruined my friendship with her too.”

“I don’t know why that happened,”

“Please, just leave me alone.”

Letting out a disappointed sigh, Wanda realized this would get her nowhere. Natasha still needed a bit more time.

As she saw her friend leave the room, she finally allowed the tears to fall again.

She hated herself for it, but maybe she actually was crying over you.

It wasn’t like you were doing any better.

You only left your room to train with Carol, and to bring food back up to your room since you didn’t want to eat with everyone else.

You couldn’t help but notice the way Wanda glared at you when you passed her in the hallway. You ended up glaring right back, surprised by her sudden hostility towards you.

The two of you had been relatively close, but she was especially close with Natasha. You knew you had hurt her with your rejection, but in the end, you were doing her a favor.

She’d understand that eventually, and hopefully, so would Wanda.

For now, you lay in bed. You were clinging tightly onto your pillow, letting a few sobs escape.

Even though you knew the rejection was for the best, for both you and Natasha, it didn’t make it hurt any less.

You were only saving the both of you from future heartbreak. It would be worth it eventually. Soon enough, you’d both get over it and go back to being the friends you once were.

However, now you continued crying into your pillow.

You wished you could just turn feelings on and off with a switch, but you couldn’t. It would make things so much easier if these feelings didn’t exist in the first place.

You had tried to suppress and deny them at first.

You ignored the way you felt yourself smiling more at her. You ignored the way you felt like you were on top of the world when she returned your smile. You ignored the way your stomach turned into a knot of nerves whenever you touched; whether it was a full on hug or just fingers brushing past each other in the hallway.

When she sat next to you on movie night though, closer than she normally did, that’s when you realized you couldn’t ignore the feelings anymore.

You wanted to completely close the distance between the two of you, and snuggle completely into her. You wanted to kiss her, and hold her tight. You wanted everything to do with her.

But you couldn’t have her, and it hurt like hell.

After another two days, Carol came barging into your room.

“Y/N, what the fuck?” She said, getting straight to the point.

Your eyes widened, but you said nothing as she sat down and glared at you.

“You’ve been sulking for days, and haven’t done anything about it,”

You shrugged, sinking back father into the bed.

“What do you want me to do?”

“Talk to her!”

“No! I’m just gonna stay here until my feelings go away,”

“Y/N, I love you, platonically, but sometimes you’re the dumbest person I know,”

“Thanks, Carol,”

“Your feelings aren’t gonna magically go away like that. If you don’t wanna date her, then at least talk to her so you can both have some closure on this!”

“I can’t, she’d never understand and it’d just be a whole thing, and I don’t want that,”

“You explained it to me and I understood,”

“Well yeah, cuz it doesn’t affect you at all. It affects her because it’s the reason I can’t be with her,”

“Have you ever thought to consider that maybe she wouldn’t mind?”

“Of course she’d mind, Carol,”

Sighing, your best friend decided she wasn’t gonna win this battle today.

Despite her anger towards you, she still reached over and hugged you before getting up and leaving.

Once again, you were left alone in your own misery.

You began to fidget with your ring, staring at the flag on your wall. The black, grey, white, and purple colors stood out against the wall, adding a nice touch to your room.

You were obviously proud and unashamed of who you were, but that didn’t change the fact that so many people didn’t understand it. So it was just easier to not bring it up. Maybe one day you could find someone like you, who’d understand.

Tears began to fill your eyes as you thought about Natasha. You hated that you had to do this.

You weren’t even sure if you would be able to salvage your friendship at the end of this. That just made everything worse.

You lay back down again, clinging onto the pillow once more.

You remembered the way you felt when Natasha first smiled at you. You remembered the happiness she made you feel. You remembered just how much you wanted to be around her.

Luckily, your thoughts of misery finally stopped when you managed to fall asleep.

The next day, Carol dragged you out of your room. Literally dragged, she grabbed both your wrists and pulled you out of the bed until you hit the floor.

“Ow! What the fuck?”

“No more sulking, you’re getting up and not coming back to your room until tonight. Let’s go,”

You sighed in defeat, then stood up, following her out of your room.

She dragged you downstairs to the kitchen, where she already had breakfast laying out for you.

As annoyed as you were with her, you definitely thought it was sweet that she was going through all this effort for you.

So you sat down and began eating, forcing a smile. You were still hurting, but for now, you could fake it in front of your friend.

She sat down next to you, and seemed satisfied.

You gave a small smile, then continued eating.

It was progress.

When Natasha finally came down, you were the last person she expected to see. Her bloodshot, puffy eyes widened as she saw you with Carol.

She immediately looked away, not wanting to face you, especially like this.

Unfortunately for her, you had already made eye contact for a moment. You took in her appearance, letting out a deep exhale.

She refused to say anything, then turned around as if she had never been there in the first place.

As soon as she left, you turned back to Carol.

“I really messed up, didn’t I?”

As much as the logical part of your mind tried to convince you not to do this, the other part was currently making you.

So now, you stood outside Natasha’s bedroom, hand hovering over the door, prepared to knock.

You took in a few deep breaths, trying to prepare yourself. Just as you were about to knock, the door swung open before you were ready.

“Y/N?” Natasha didn’t expect to see you after what happened. “What are you doing?”

“Can we please talk?”

She frowned, thinking about what happened the last time you two talked. But, she opened the door wider, letting you in.

You walked over to her bed, waiting for her to nod, giving you permission to sit down.

“I just wanted to start off by saying that I’m really sorry for this, for hurting you like that,”

“You don’t need to apologize. You can’t change how you feel.”

“I know, but here’s the thing; I have feelings for you too,”

Her eyes widened in both shock and confusion.

“Then why’d you say no?”

You took in a few more deep breaths, preparing yourself.

“I’m asexual,” you finally got out. “While I feel romantic attraction to you, and really like you, I’m not sexually attracted to you. I’m not sexually attracted to anyone.”

She tilted her head to the side, but continued listening as you went on.

“So as much as I do like you, it’s not fair for us to be together. You deserve someone who can give you everything you want and need in a relationship, and I can’t do that.” You told her, trying to prevent yourself from crying. “No matter how much I love you, I won’t be enough,”

That’s what broke you, causing the tears to stream down your face as they had so many times within the past few days. Telling her everything you had been thinking, and finally getting it out.

You noticed a few tears forming in her eyes as she sat down next to you, wrapping her arm around your shoulder.

“Thank you for telling me,” she said. “I wish you had told me earlier, though,”

“I know, I’m sorry,”

“You’re wrong though,”

“About what?”

“You are enough for me, Y/N. I don’t care about sex, I just want you.”

“Really? You mean it?”

“Of course I do,”

You let out a gasp, then turned and wrapped both your arms around her, leaning in between her chest and neck.

“You’re okay with kisses though, right?”

You smiled, then leaned in and crashed your lips against hers. That certainly answered her question.

It felt like a weight was lifted off the both of you. You loved being like this with her, lips connected and arms wrapped around one another. You never wanted to let go.

When you had to break apart for air, Natasha smirked at you.

“So how about that date now?”

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