#didn you really think i wouldn't find out?

[child-of-the-cosmos]

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Two possible suspects.

[obsessedwrhys]

Can we have a part 2 Deadpool reader with the boys and maybe soldier boy too❓❓ if you want to of course

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ The Boys x Deadpool!Reader

t/w: loooots of dark humour/jokes, reader's origin will be explained underneath, reader is still an asshole lol that comes with the character, mention about killing,death,gore, weed, drugs, Reader is gn!!!

ᯓ★ here's a version with the seven, kiss kiss <3

Origin:

Quick summary, when you were born, your parents had agreed with Vought to have you be pumped full of Compound V so you could grow up and be a hero working under them, but the problem was when you were around 7, they changed their mind so Vought ended up sending several people to come to your house to settle the matter.

Your whole family was massacred in the living room during thanksgiving and when they tried to capture you. You were able to run away. Homeless and living on the street, you grew up in a life of crime, depending on nobody but yourself. Make sense? No? Good! Let's start now.

BUTCHER

To him, you were like a fly that won't leave him alone.

How he knew you was through Mallory, she thought you were okay and fit for the job since you hated Vought just as much.

Obviously he didn't like you once you were introduced to him and the two (M.M and Frenchie)

"No way am I lettin' a supe join us"

":("

Though after what happened to Mallory's grandchildren, the gang pretty much dispersed but wherever Butcher went, you followed. Since he was the only person you trusted... and also enjoy annoying the shit out of.

He'd head inside a club, relieved he hadn't seen you for the past few days so he decided to grab a drink by the bar to unwind.

"Whiskey" He said with his eyes looking around, paranoia shown on his face.

Once his drink was served, he would look back to find your eyes smiling at him, you were wearing a bartender disguise over your red suit.

"Did you miss me?"

"Oh christ..."

When you heard word that he was gathering back the team, you had to be there. What kind of friend would you be if you didn't?

Undoubtedly he had to admit, there were times where he was grateful to have you on the team but there were also other times he regretted it.

For example, that time when you guys needed to sneak into a lab to get something and the goal was to stay quiet but even that simple rule was hard for you to follow.

"Room's up ahead. (Y/N) I need you to—"

"Heads up!" You said as you threw a bomb at the metal door.

The explosion causing the alarm to turn on and it had the whole lab now on high alert. You shrug innocently when Butcher glared at you like he wanted to tear you apart.

Also, you enjoy constantly pissing him off. You can't die so you don't really care if he'll kill you for it.

"Maybe, if you didn' press the fuckin' button, we wouldn't have to come bac' to save yer ass from the guards"

"OOH GOD SAVE THE QUEEEN!! Please, cry me a fucking river. I got us the target didn't I?"

"He's dead"

"Well you weren't being specific when you said to capture him"

But it's fine, all his frustration will be solved once he uses you as bait. He knows you can't die but hey, it makes him feel slightly better watching you get shot at.

Despite your ups and downs, he appreciates you. When the team would turn against him on his insane journey for revenge, he always found you the only one still standing by his side. You're loyal and he likes that.

Compatibility? 75%

HUGHIE

You treat him like a child.

No seriously you baby talk him sometimes and it annoys him

"Awwwww is little hughie angry?"

"Stop..."

"Does baby want his milky?"

Since he's pretty much the only person who isn't that exposed to crime as the others, he's terrified 100% everytime when he's paired up to do any dirty work with you.

"Now listen buddy, you better start talking or I'm gonna shoot" You said, gun raised at the man who seemed to be begging you to spare his life in a language you didn't speak.

"I don't think he speaks English"

"Ah shit... ENGLISH!! SPEAK!! ABCDEFG??!"

"How is shouting in English gonna make him understand?"

"Eh, you're right"

BANG

"WHY'D YOU SHOOT HIM??!"

"Well did you expect me to pull out Duolingo and start taking classes?!"

You had to admit, it was a pain in the ass each time he starts giving you the cold shoulder whenever he gets mad at you for doing something terrible. It was like his way of guilt tripping you so you always try to apologise in your own ways.

"Hey..." You said, handing him ice cream.

"...I uh... I don’t like Strawberry ice cream... I thought I told you that"

"God you're so ungrateful!!"

Since he was such a scaredy cat, you try to tone down your craziness a bit. For the sake of him not going into cardiac arrest.

"(Y/N) STOP!! She has nothing to do with this!! She was tricked" Hughie grabbed you by the arm to pull your gun away from the innocent woman.

You turn your head to look at him, then at the woman, then at him again, then the woman, then him again.

"Ugh finnnne... you're boring..."

However, he does appreciate you trying to be a better person. Even you had to admit, after you met him and became friends. You noticed yourself being less brutal than you used to be. The thought keeps you awake at night and it scares the shit out of you.

But oh well, how could you ever say no to those scared little puppy eyes?

Compatibility? 55%

FRENCHIE

He's like your hype man which is concerning.

Not because you're not afraid to get the job done but also because you always have his back.

"Well... I need some gunpowder but I've run out of them" Frenchie said, telling Butcher that the plan was most likely not gonna happen.

"Hold on" You said with the typical comical ☝🏻 gesture before heading into a different room. Everyone exchanging confused glances at what you could possibly be doing.

After a few minutes you'd return with a bag of gunpowder while struggling to zip up your pants with the other hand.

"Don't tell me how I got it. It almost tore me apart" You said, rubbing your ass.

On stressful nights, you guys would enjoy smoking weed together by the sofa and share stories of your traumatic childhood. It's how you guys bond and it's oddly wholesome.

Also when he needs a shoulder to cry on, you were always there for him. You two shared a type of relationship that even Romeo and Juliet couldn't compete with. To be fair they're dead so they actually can't fight.

"Hey reader!! If you're gonna keep reading then you might as well give the post a like or a repost. C'mon, pleassssseeee pleasepleaseplease"

"Ma cerise, who are you talking to?"

Although he doesn't mind your behaviour sometimes but he won't tolerate it if you ever cross the line on something. He's like the owner who sprays water at his pet cat when they don't listen.

"What are you mad at me for?!?!"

"You damn near tried to get us killed!!"

"Hey! You're the one who said it would be a suicide mission so I made sure it was a suicide mission!!"

"WHAT?"

There's no way he can deny how curious he is about where you get your guns and things. He once went in your room to find boxes of dynamite and a RPG just placed against the wall like furniture.

Like do you have a supplier or are you your own supplier?

Compatibility? 99.9%

M.M

Everybody deserves second chances.

He always tells him that to calm himself down everytime you managed to fuck up a thoroughly planned mission.

"What did I say about pressing buttons (Y/N)?"

"Honestly I stopped paying attention after you said 'Listen here'."

M.M has to be the only person you fear to the fact you try very hard to avoid him, this is because his long ass lectures are such a pain to deal with.

"How many times do I have to remind you? You can't just go around doing shit like that. You gotta consider the amount of danger you'll put everyone in..."

"(Blah blah blah... he's still going... uggggh... make it stop...!)"

Unable to handle the lecture any longer, you ended up shooting yourself in the head.

"(Y/N)!" His tone more disappointed than concern since this wasn't the first time you did this to escape his talks.

You know that russian dollhouse he tries to build in season 2? Well you'd constantly be found standing or sitting near him when he's trying to finish the set.

Since you're aware of his OCD, you like to edge him on by sometimes rearranging the parts or stealing some of it so he ends up searching high and low for the missing parts.

You had to admit it was entertaining to watch him accuse other people for touching his stuff when it was you behind all the schemes.

I'd like to think that after every mission when you happen to die, he'd be the one in charge of collecting your remains so you'd grow back.

That's why it comes naturally that his job is to make sure you don't do anything extreme.

"Where are my bombs??!?!" You'd shout, storming around the place looking for them.

"I sold them. Thought it'd do us more good knowing you won’t accidentally blow us up"

"WHAT?! GOD! It's like the writers of the show couldn't afford another explosion for this season so they had to use this DUMB of an excuse!!"

Though he does see some good in you through the messed up parts, he once saw you give his daughter a cute teddy bear when they've been burned by Vought.

She still has the bear and M.M likes to think that maybe you have a soft spot for kids since you never had a proper childhood. That's why he chooses to understand you rather than just being ignorant about your behaviour.

Compatibility? 80%

KIMIKO

She finds you a little odd but she doesn't mind once she realises how everyone is used to you being like that.

Whenever you're bored, you'd come to see what she was up to. Just imagine you sitting on the sofa like a curious kid as you watch her write alphabets on the book.

She also tries to communicate with you since she thought maybe your fucked up mind would understand her better in a way. Like how in season 2 she was repeatedly writing 'boy' to Frenchie but he didn't understand, so she came to you.

"Woow... watching you try to talk to me is like watching a baby take it's first breath..."

"😐"

"It's beautiful..."

Turns out her theory was wrong, you had a harder time understanding her compared to the rest.

Since you're the only two people in the group with powers, most of the time you two are sent on dangerous missions together. It's a nightmare for her because everybody knows communication is key but one is mute and the other doesn't listen.

"(Be quiet! There's people in the other room!)" She'd sign to you but you were busy humming a song while throwing around the enemies equipment.

"Oooh, what's this?" You held up a Homelander figurine which made you laugh as you show it to her.

"Hey look! 'I'm Homelander, I'm God's favourite. I play golf with Jesus every Sunday."

"(Can you please take this seriously?)"

"You're right, you gotta stop messing around Kimiko! We have a target to kill here" You said and you threw the figurine away which apparently clashes into a stack of boxes that came crashing down. The sound making everyone inside the building grab their weapons and began cornering you two in the room.

"😡"

"Okay that wasn't me that was gravity"

For the boys, you were plan A and she was plan B. That's because you always end up rushing into a fight first which most of the time resulted in you getting dismembered, which she later comes in to save you.

For example when Stormfront had stopped you guys, your bright ass thought it was a good idea to charge at her even though everyone was signalling you to stop. Next thing you know you were just a head being carried by M.M, you ended up watching as Kimiko fought Stormfront with the help of Starlight and Queen Maeve.

"That's my girl!! Now can anyone lend me a hand? I think I lost mine"

Compatibility? 97%

Bonus +

SOLDIER BOY

You know the scene where he walks out of his containment with the gas surrounding him? You swore when you watched him step out butt naked, you could hear angels singing and trumpets playing inside your head.

Shockingly enough, he was the only person who appreciated your humour. Could be a generation thing. He's just relieved not everyone has gone soft over the years.

In a way, you feel like you've become his babysitter. Everytime Butcher and Hughie left to do some business, you were in charge of making sure he doesn't blow up anyone. You kept him entertained so he didn't mind. That's why on the hunt for his former team members, he immediately chose you to be by his side.

"I'll take red with me"

"Red as in the american flag or the russians?" You asked which had him do the typical boomer laugh.

"I like you, you're funny" He said with a strong pat on your shoulder.

Butcher doesn't mind you with him cause he trusts that you can keep him under control. Hughie on the other hand isn't sure if you can even keep yourself under control.

"Shhh... wait... do you hear that?"

"Ah shit, did I accidentally said my dirty thoughts out loud? It's just you look breedable in that suit"

Another thing he likes about you is that you're okay with killing pretty much anyone, just try not to overstep cause that could potentially piss him off.

"I told you he's mine" He said as he had you pinned against one of the trees, apparently you had shot Mindstorm in the head when he literally made it clear to you minutes ago that was his kill.

"Quite possessive aren't you? I can recommended a therapist I know. Her names Martha—"

"You shut your mouth before I shove my shield up your ass"

"Gasp don't you DARE threaten me with a good time!!"

At the end of Season 3, you would obviously side with Butcher when everyone started to turn against Soldier Boy. He had to admit he was kinda hurt though, he expected you to be on his side.

"So what? You're crawling back to him now? After what we've been through?"

"Sorry big daddy, but Butcher has been my day one and I also happen to love him veryvery much"

Cue Butcher rolling his eyes out of disgust.

Compatibility? 100% but after the betrayal? 0% 😔

[patdkoala]

I Don't Hate You

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader

Warning: Angst, enemies to lovers, smut, nicknames (Doll and Charming), unprotected p in v, masturbation (Fem), Oral (Fem receiving)

I'm not entirely convinced that Bucky doesn't hate me.

His resting face is also his angry face. And he's always looking at me in that tone.

Like right now. He was just sitting there staring at me.

"What?" I asked while looking up at him.

"Nothing, just... thinking."

"About?"

"You wouldn't want to know."

Now what the fuck is that supposed to mean?

"Try me," I said to try and get something, anything, out of him.

"Don't push it, kid."

Oh, I hate it when he calls me that.

I grit my teeth. "Fine, don't tell me. I don't care anymore.

"Fine by me." His tone was sharp. He spoke with such anger towards me and I didn't know what I ever did to him.

Bucky is handsome, sure. He's tall and largely built. The metal arm alone scares away almost everyone.

But there is something about him that I find incredibly charming.

But in a stuck-up asshole Prince Charming way.

"Whatever, Charming," I sneered back at him.

Bucky scoffed when I called him that. "Charming?"

"Yeah, you know because you are a jerk like Prince Charming," I said as I got up from the couch and poured myself a drink.

"Hey, at least I own up to it. Unlike some people, who think they're God's gift to womankind," He said as I nearly killed him right then and there.

"I AM! Have you seen this ass? And my tits? These are fantastic. You just wish you were one of the many men I have that get to touch me."

"You're as shallow as a kiddie pool."

"Confident. I'm confident. Not my fault you cry when you look in the mirror."

He sighed and I could have sworn I saw a hint of a smile. "I don't know why I waste my time with you. I could find a rock with more personality than you."

I had had it with him. He is such an asshole.

"Why do you hate me?"

"I don't hate you. Hating you would mean I loved you at one point and grew to hate you. I can't stand you."

"Wow. Fantastic. How about I go outside and help you find a rock with a great personality?"

"Be my guest."

I set down my drink and walked towards the door. He was standing in front of it.

"Oh, you have got to be kidding me. What are you doing?"

"Getting a rock. What does it look like?"

"No you're not," He said in a stern tone.

"What are you saying?" I was so confused. First, he wants the rock. Now he doesn't.

"You're not going outside to find a rock," He said it but it felt like a demand.

"I'm not?"

"No. You are not."

"Are you asking me not to? Or telling me not to?"

"I'm telling you."

oh

My breath caught in my throat as he just stared at me. There he was. Again. Just staring at me.

"What is going on in that mind of yours?" I asked with actual curiosity.

"You really wanna know?" He asked as interest peaked in me.

I couldn't even speak I was so excited. I just nodded like a mindless bimbo.

He got closer only to whisper, "I'm trying to figure out why in the hell I haven't left you in the middle of the woods yet."

Asshole.

I pushed him back against the door but not in a flirty way. More of a shove before storming off.

He doesn't even flinch. He just glares at me as I storm off.

I go to my room to cool off. I obviously like him but he doesn't like me and I am just going to have to deal with it.

I decided to work out. I needed to get this fire out of my system. I blasted my music into my headphones as I started my routine.

The workout wasn't working. I needed to matters into my own hands. Or, hand.

I made sure my door was locked and when I did I saw Bucky in the living room doing push-ups. He was trying to cool off as well.

I am going to make his life very hard. Well, and something else.

I sat on my bed and slipped a hand into my shorts. I started off slow but then built up tension.

My fingers felt nice but they weren't him.

"Oh, Bucky~" I moaned quietly as I came.

That was when I heard the knock.

I got up and opened the door.

"I hope you didn't think I didn't hear anything."

"Oh, but I was intentionally being loud for you, Charming." I smiled as I raised an eyebrow.

He rolled his eyes. "Of course you were."

"Is there a problem?"

"Yes, actually."

"What is it now? Gonna tell me how much you hate me? How much you wish I was dead? Or maybe-" "I was just going to ask that you keep it down when you finger yourself."

"Seriously? That's it? No snide comments?"

"Don't temp me."

"Oh, but it's my favorite thing to do!" I whined.

He just stared at me. Again. So, I stared back. He turned around and walked away. I rolled my eyes and followed him.

"Do you seriously have to follow me everywhere?"

"No. But I just want you to tell me the truth." I said as I followed after him.

"What truth? That you're a pain in my ass? That I want nothing more than to ditch you?"

I was actually hurt this time. "Is that actually true?"

"Yes. Yes, it is."

"Because I need you to be very honest with me, Barnes. If that is really how you feel then I will just head out and you will never have to see me ever again."

"Fucking guilt-tripping. You're not gonna leave, and you know it."

"Watch me." I felt the fire inside me rise.

"Oh please, spare me. I know you. You wouldn't make it a week on your own."

I rolled my eyes. "And why is that? Why do you think I need you all the time?" I was practically screaming at him at this point.

"You are the most dependent person I have ever met. You would die without me."

I thought for a second. "No. No, I think it's the other way around. You'd die without me and you just don't want to admit it. I swear you are such an asshole."

"And I think you are in denial. That's why you cling to me so much because you hate being alone with yourself."

I scoff. "I think you are forgetting how okay I was with myself not too long ago in that bedroom in my own hands."

"Oh yes. I remember. You were so "okay" you were grunting and groaning for half an hour." He paused and took a breath. "You want the truth? I'll give it to you. Right now. You're a spoiled, ungrateful, whiny, little bitch," He said I was slightly taken aback but I didn't flinch.

"Oh, come on. Say it like you mean it." I roll my eyes one last time.

"You'll be back here in a day you useless piece of-"

"Save it. I'm leaving."

"Fine."

I went to my room and honest to God packed a bag.

I went back towards the front door and saw that Bucky hadn't moved. I lifted my hand to the handle. I was going so slow a snail could have stopped me.

I wanted Bucky to speak up and say something. Stop me from leaving. But he just stood there.

Then he cleared his throat.

"Oh, this should be good. What is it now?"

"Please... don't go..."

I was speechless.

"Give me one reason. One honest reason to stay," I finally spoke.

"Because..." he doesn't continue.

"Exactly. That's why I'm leaving. You only want to fight me when I'm here but you won't fight for me to stay."

"Don't go. Please," He said in a breathy sentence.

"Why?"

"Because I don't want you to go."

I didn't know what to say. He was just staring at me. Again. I swear to God this guy has got a problem.

Except this time he looked vulnerable.

Helpless.

Needy.

"Are you asking me to stay? Or telling me."

"I'm fucking begging you."

I dropped my bag and turned around so that I was standing closer to him. It was taking everything in me not to pounce on this man and rip his clothes off of him.

We were so close that I felt his breath hitch.

Say something God Damnit!

He didn't say a thing.

He grabbed me by the waist and pulled me into a kiss.

"I- I thought you hated me," I said in a breathless sentence.

"I do." He said as he brought his mouth to my neck.

I moaned as he touched me so feverly. I had never felt something like this before.

The passion. The rage. The fire.

He pulled me closer as if it was even fucking possible, and he started to kiss down my collarbone.

"Bedroom- the bedroom-" I stuttered out.

Bucky smiled in a way I had never seen before. He had mischief in his eyes. He picked me up and carried me to my room.

He put me on the bed and crawled on top of me.

Mother fucking Bucky Barnes was crawling on top of me.

He held our gaze as he removed my shorts and soaked panties.

He held our gaze as he moved to the edge of the bed and sunk his teeth into my inner thigh.

The only time he looked away was when his head was too far buried in my cunt to even notice his surroundings.

I tugged on his hair and tried to pull him closer. I was so close to coming and we were only on that bed for maybe 6 minutes.

"I know, Doll," He said as chills went down my spine.

I wanted more.

"Mhmmm," I moaned out at the empty feeling as he got off me and then he removed his shirt.

I sat up and ran a hand down his chest.

The muscles.

The scars.

The happy trail.

The sweat.

I wanted to lick him.

As my hand was gliding down his glistening chest, he removed his belt and pants.

He was so hard that part of him was poking out of his boxers.

"That looks painful," I said as he slowly pushed me back onto the bed.

"You have no idea what I have been going through all day today," He said as he pushed his knee between my legs to spread them apart.

"All day?" I questioned.

"When you asked me what was on my mind while I was staring at you from the couch. I was thinking about how hard my dick was and what it would feel like inside you," He said as he moved his boxers down just enough to get free.

I kissed him roughly and bit his bottom lip as he lowered himself into me softly so I could adjust to his size.

He then held onto one of my legs. "What-"

"I need to get a better angle." He said as I felt like I was splitting apart.

I moaned so loud as he started thrusting into me. Hard.

His hips snapped so fast and the whole bed shook.

He was the one grunting and groaning now.

"Oh, Bucky~" I moaned out again but this time with him inside me. Happily.

"No, use the nickname," He said as I smiled. "I did. Bucky-" He stuck a finger inside just to hit my clit.

"Charming!" I yelped out as felt myself getting closer and closer.

His hips started faltering and my legs were starting to tremble.

"I- 'm close Doll," Bucky moaned out as I sat up a little more so he could really get up in there.

"Me too, Charming," I said as his eyes rolled to the back of his head. I think I hit a nerve with that last one.

I moaned so loudly as I came around him. He came very soon after. I think the feeling of me pulsing around him was too much for him.

He pulled out and then cleaned us off with the henley he had thrown off.

He laid down next to me and pulled me close so my back was to his chest.

"Do you still want me to go find you a rock?" I asked as he laughed.

"You are insufferable."

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HELPLESS AND HOPELESS! -MIYA ATSUMU

summary, atsumu is being charged for something that he did purely out of self-defense and his lawyer is someone from his terrible past.

MSBY BELOVED SETTER MIYA ATSUMU CHARGED FOR PHYSICAL ASSAULT!

he lets out a harsh groan and clicked his tongue as he read the headline for the article on the daily news website. on one hand, he's quite satisfied at the fact that they call him the beloved setter. on the other hand, what the hell!?

the news was absolute bonkers!

okay, so he was charged for physical assault and is possibly being sued for it but it's not the truth! He was innocent!

"you really messed up this time, miya" sakusa says while shutting the door of his locker in the locker room. atsumu felt his ears burning off when he said that, with furrowed eyebrows and a harsh glare, he turns to him. "don'tcha think i thought that, omi-kun?" he bites and sakusa rolls his eyes.

he quickly took off his shirt that he was currently wearing to wear his practice jersey. he lets out a harsh sigh before groaning and putting his face in his hands. "i'm in total shit right now" he sighed.

before sakusa could ruin the situation by giving him advice or saying things that he should've done, their coach walks in the locker room, making them both stand up straight with full respect.

"miya" he shudders at the way their coach called his name. without hesitating, he answers "yes, coach?" and what the coach was about to tell him was something that would ruin him.

"whaddya mean i can't play for the time bein'!?"

which led him to being on a long, long break until his case is settled and he's possibly not behind bars.

"the world is harsh, tsum. cheer up, you ain't gon end up behind bars" the voice of his brother chimes in as he's set back in reality. this has been his life for the past couple days after the news broke out.

sitting and whining at the countertop table of his brother's restaurant, dressed in hoodies and sweatpants, having to wear a cap and sunglasses everytime he goes out. he often thinks just how bad things are going for him as of now.

of course, his agency had already or currently searching for a lawyer to plead his case because he's innocent, godammit! how was he supposed to know that the person he beat up for harrassing a woman at the bar was the son of a hotshot sports company director?

his lips curl into a prominent frown at his brother's words. "or maybe ya will. only time wil' tell, nah?" his brother continues, implying that he will end up in jail and making him twitch.

"yer a piece of crap. ya ain't helpin' in the slightest!" he lets out a harsh scoff pass his lips and before he could retaliate further and call him every curse word in the urban dictionary, his brother places a plate of minced tuna rice ball in front of him. which did distract him and made his mouth water.

osamu lets out a chuckle as he gobbles it up like a starved man. osamu is just playing with him, he wouldn't want his idiot brother to end up in jail for something he did purely out of self-defense. the world is too cruel for letting something like that slide.

besides, he'd want his brother to be there for his wedding (which won't happen anytime soon)

"ya said ya didn' do anythin' wrong, right? then, calm yer ass down and just wait for yer agency ta' find a lawyer. yer ain't gonna end up in jail" he says, as a matter of factly. atsumu swallows the food in his mouth and ponders over his brother's statement.

in a way, it did comfort him even if it came from his idiot twin brother. "people think i'm a jackass now" he sighs out, taking a slow bite that represented his mundane thoughts.

"that's normal. yer already a jackass before ya got accused" osamu's words made him send a harsh glare.

truth be told, he really hopes the world will know the real story and his career will be fine.

it was a monday morning when he got a call from his coach that they found a lawyer. a real professional lawyer that is known for winning many cases. a real hotshot that's popular in the law industry, or whatever they call the department. the pure happiness he got from that was immaculate.

he immediately kicked off his blanket and ran to his shower to get ready to meet this lawyer that his agency found.

he thanked heaven that his case could possibly be resolved and everything would turn out normal!

he'd get his fame again, being able to play again, going on interviews, not having to wear the stupid disguise again!

oh how he can't wait!

until he saw who the lawyer was.

she was all too familliar. the same woman that made him wanting to pull his hair out, the same woman that drove him crazy, the same woman that made him scared of commitment.

who else but you.

he didn't know what his agency was thinking when they hired her. yeah, she was a real hotshot, has her own law firm and is extremely good in what she does but don't they know the history that they both once had? the amazing history that ended on terrible terms.

who else but his ex.

a small smirk curls up on her face, her arms crossed as she looks at him.

usually, atsumu would hate when people look down on him in that way. especially when you do it, but he can't comprehend why the hell he finds it attractive and somewhat fine.

and suddenly, all the memories came crashing down of when they dated back in high school. she's grown so much and she accomplished her dreams, he's somewhat proud? she's still as gorgeous as always, in a way that makes you wanna sigh dreamily at the sight of her and he almost actually did let out a dreamy sigh before he registered who it was.

the way her blouse hugs her body and her skirt wraps her curves, oh god— what it does to a man as weak as him.

wait what the hell.

he can't be thinking this of her! her! (l/n) (y/n). the (y/n). the (y/n) that tore his heart and stomped on it.

"what a surprise to see you again in this way" she says in a lighthearted voice. most people would think she's being nice but he knows that she uses that voice whenever she wants to mock him.

holy shit, the one who will determine his future is his ex that ended on bad terms.

stay tuned!

[noellefan101]

Your First Date-Genshin pt 3

Characters: Lyney, Freminet, Wriothesley, Neuvillette, Alhaitham x gn reader

Summary: Your first date with them,

Warnings: lyney flirting, tea

Note: omg im finally done, i really liked writing these tho, ye thats all i have to say school literally destroyed my brain, love you

Lyney

he would definitely preform a TON of magic tricks during your first date, both romantic, some are just pretty to look at and then there´s the brother-you're-just-embarrassing-yourself magic tricks

: said ever so kindly by Lynette

wouldn't make your date as public as his shows, since he wants to share the moments and magic tricks with you only

(+ Lynette, Fremi and "father" if she asked him so, but yk, they're only made for you)

after he had given you more rainbow roses than you could ever count to, he set out some homemade goods, like cookies, a cake, cupcakes(whatever you lik)

(in which he definitely didn´t spend a few days learning to make)

overall 10/10 (if you dont ask lynette, she had to leave bc of the amount of secondhand embarrassment(she was there at the start)) and it was enjoyable for u.

Freminet

yes, you would be underwater for your first date, but if you really don´t like it(yet)he can just take you some other time

^^but he would prefer to show take you on your first

[and yes, Lyney and Lynette (+his other siblings at home)did bet on when he would finally confesses and take you on a date]

he would let you wear his diving helmet if you really wanted to, but he would also just wear it if he felt embarrassed, or wanted to tell you a story (most likely abt pers)

he aslo ended up showing you a few of his mechanics(robots?)

and showed you some works in progresses other people haven´t seen, other than him and pers ofc

Wriothesley

he would drink tea with you in his office

^^maybe Sigewinne baked you something too,

but you mainly drank tea and just talked the whole time

(bro likes tea so much, someone pls make him shut up abt it)

well other than showing you and talking about his (absolutely massive) tea collection (and cake/bakery(sry))

if he´ll ever let you talk, ofc he will(its a very unfunny joke), he´ll listen to you for as long as you´d want to talk

you also laughed a little when he told about how melusines and stickers dont work well

and he liked seeing and hearing your laugh, so he might go for a date number two

Neuvillette

he would take you out to a fancy restaurant or he would just sit and talk with you somewhere more private

but maybe include a Melusine passing by here and there, checking on you both or for some work-related reasons (that they then put off, just a little, when seeing you both together)

i imagine that you would try some different types of water with him, by his request, and tried your dam best to find a difference.

but he would also get you any kind of drink, dessert or food you´d like

all in all its pretty easy bonding with him, and he just likes being beside you and spending time with you

Alhaitham

he would take you to a quiet cafe where you could sit in peace, since he doesn´t like loud places and want you two to be alone for the most part

he would pay 100% he doesn't even give you a chance to try and pay for anything (he´s nice when he wants to be)

he definitely brought a book with him to read(+ one for you) and would either let you talk while he reads a "little", or he would just read out loud so you know what kind of books he likes

he´s not good at doing any kind of romantic things, but he did try and do something

that including:

taking you out on the date later in the evening so he later could show you the stars, and point out some constellations

asking your friends (and maybe family) what you like food-wise, so he knows what kind of place he should have in mind when picking the place of your date

thank you for reading i don´t think i´ll make any more of these, but if you want it i´ll do it, luv ya-Masterlist

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[midnightlizard]

Kara Danvers x gn!spidey! reader

Love square

Summary: Kara loves the reader, but they're in love with Supergirl. None of them knows who the other secretly is. (it's basically the miraculous plot if you've ever seen it)

Warnings: nothing really. Reader has Spiderman powers but the superhero name (Y/S/N) is not specified

Word count: 5080

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It was a quiet night out in the streets, you already swung over the city a couple of times looking for people getting robbed, attacked or even murdered. But to everyone's luck, except maybe yours, National City was very peaceful tonight.

Hanging from a streetlight, you were pondering ending your patrol and just going back to bed, until you noticed something small moving out of the corner of your eye.

It didn't trigger your senses but you still decided to get on the ground to check it out.

What seemed to be now a small animal shierked away from the sudden movement, hiding under a bench.

Looking through the cracks of the wood you saw a pair of yellow eyes looking back at you.

"come here kitty, come come" you knelt on the cement, trying to get it to come to you. Surprisingly enough, it slowly advanced, coming out to sniff your outstretched fingers.

"oh sorry baby I have no food with me" but thankfully the cat didn't seem to mind, as it started headbutting your hand in search of cuddles. Now that it was under the light you could see its black fur and white spots, that made it look like it had socks on and a mustache.

"ahw look at you, you're so cute!" he wasn't wearing a collar, but you could tell he was a boy.

Between finding the best place to pet him and thinking how you could sneak him into your apartment at this hour without anyone noticing, you suddenly felt a shiver run down your spine and heard a gunshot a second later.

"sorry baby, got to go" you hurriedly said, and the cat almost seemed to miss your touch as you sprung into action, shooting a web at the nearest building and launching yourself into the air, swinging towards the sound.

When you arrived, not too long after, all you could see was a big red cape twirling around and three men around it.

There she was, the girl of steel, in all of her glory, fighting bad guys and not breaking a sweat. They didn't seem too dangerous and you both knew she could handle them herself. But that way you wouldn't get a chance to flirt with her.

You silently crawled the walls, as to not alert the men, and with every bad guy she sent flying into the air, you trapped them with your webs.

"what took you so long?" she asked, removing dust from her hands.

"I was with a kitty! I came as soon as I heard" you leaned close to her face "why, you missed me?"

"not a chance spidey" she put a hand on your cheeck and turned your head the other way. "where is the woman?" she took a step back, searching around. When her gaze turned to you, she saw your head tilted to the side in confusion, and decided to explain.

"there was a woman with them, they were trying to rob her, I jumped in but she must have escaped. Did you not see anyone on your way here?"

Even tho she couldn't see it, you smiled and shook your head "sorry beautiful, but you're the only woman I see" that made her groan out loud, though you knew she wasn't seriously bothered by it.

Since the moment you two met, you were instantly drawn to the blonde, to the confidence in her steps and the undeniable sweetness of her heart, and the fact that she was gorgeous was definitely a plus.

And from the first moment you decided to make it clear, you were never one to hide your feelings no matter the nature, hence the constant flirting.

Unfortunately, she never seemed to return the sentiment, turning you down every single time claiming she already had someone in her heart.

"I need to take them to the police station" she replied, ignoring the flattery "wanna help me bug?"

"You know" you started, already attatching two of the men on your back "for someone who insists on refusing me, you sure like using pet names"

You didn't give her time to reply when you gave her a mask covered kiss on the cheeck "race you there sweetheart" and with that, you started swinging, leaving her to scoff and pick up the remaining criminal.

The rest of the night went by smoothly, with only a couple of people speeding at a red light, but you weren't a traffic vigilante, so you didn't intervene.

- - -

It was almost five a.m. when you got back to your apartment. You went to check on your phone, not really expecting anyone to text you during the night. Much to your surprise, someone did.

Two hours ago, almost at the time you met supergirl, Kara texted you. It was nothing really, she just said how excited she was for your lunch plans for tomorrow, but it still made you laugh that she felt the need to say that in the middle of night.

Throwing your phone back on the nightstand, you took your suit off and got into bed, trying to get as much sleep as possible, to not look like a zombie in front of your friend.

- - -

Turns out, she looked just as sleepy as you. In fact, as soon as you two sat down at noonas, she let out a big yawn, covering her mouth with her hand "sorry, I didn't get much sleep last night" she apologized, light blush on her cheeks.

"oh I believe it" you said, picking up the menu "with texting me in the middle of the night and stuff"

Had you not been so focused on what to order, you probably would have noticed the darker shade of red that took over her face. "yea I was uhm, I couldn't sleep and I was thinking about it"

"We could have met another day, I wouldn't want you to fall asleep on me" you stated jokingly but she instantly started shaking her head.

"No! No, I mean, we haven't seen each other in a long time and I wanted to see you. Besides, I'm fine, really"

You almost wanted to laugh at her eagerness, she always managed to look cute without ever trying to. While on the other side of the table, Kara felt so embarrassed she wanted to fly away and never come back.

You resumed talking after the waiter came for your orders "You wanted to see me? You need something?"

yea to be your girlfriend.

"No it's, it's about next week's game night" she seemed to take a breath, pondering her next words "I was wondering if you could come earlier to uh, to help me prepare"

You squinted your eyes at her request, she never wanted any help setting things up, and she always ordered take out so it's not like she needed help in the kitchen.

Taking your silence as an answer, she started fidgeting with her hands. "Yea you're probably busy sorry, don't know why I-"

Kara stopped mid sentence, feeling your hand on hers. "No it's okay hun of course I can, I was just confused." she just nodded, raising her free hand to adjust her glasses.

When your food arrived, you removed your hand and the blonde immediately missed your warmth.

Nothing special happened after that, except for Kara blushing one too many times for her liking.

Once you two finished she had to excuse herself to run back to the office, before Cat would notice she's late. She went to reach for her purse but you stopped her, wrapping your hand gently around her wrist.

"Today it's on me beautiful"

If she hadn't felt her knees buckle at the petname and at your smile, she probably would have been more stubborn; instead Kara just hangs with her mouth open and nods, quickly running away.

- - - -

As soon as she entered the building, she was told by an intern that Cat was looking for her, so with a heavy sigh she ran into her office.

"Is the article I asked you last week-" she asked as soon as Kara got in, sending the blonde a slight glare "finally ready?"

Kara pushed her glasses up "Yes miss Grant, I just need to fix the layout" and she was about to add something, but the breaking news report displayed on the big screens behind Cat caught both of their attention. It was about a bank robbery (Y/S/N) alone just thwaterd.

With an intrigued glint in her eyes, the CEO turned her head to face her employee. "amusing, isn't it? Just a few months ago we all thought they were just Supergirl's side kick, turns out they're equals."

Hearing a scoff coming out from the blonde, she raised an eyebrow "you don't think so, Keera?"

"Of course they're a hero and they're saving people but they're definitely not like Supergirl" taking her boss' silence as a question she continued, and the words left her mouth before she could ponder them.

"Supergirl is serious and wants to get it over as quickly and as efficiently as possible, but they always plays around and get distracted constantly, and they're not serious at all."

"You seem to know a lot about them" she leaned forward, with her arms on her desk, and not caring about the blonde's stuttered excuse, she shrugged her shoulders "well considering you and supergirl are basically best friends"

Kara found a way to get out of this situation "yea she talked to me about them a coup-"

"I want to interview them. Give your current article to Jim or Finn," who was probably Winn "and get me that interview as soon as possible. They've never been in a real interview so it will be a scoop."

Knowing she couldn't even try to argue with the CEO, she nodded her head "you'll have it miss Grant" and got out of her office.

- - -

"what do I do Alex? It's not like I can go as Supergirl and ask them, they'll know something is up and will probably figure out who I am."

Unlike for (Y/S/N), where no one knew who they were, a lot of people knew who Supergirl was, and Kara thought it would be better if no more people knew about her other identity, and that meant hiding from you too, both of you.

"You're giving them a lot credit, I thought you thought they were dumb?" Alex asked with a small smile on her lips.

The kryptonian raised her head from the couch of her apartment, where it was previously buried, and looked at her sister with a frown. "They annoy me because they play around too much and constantly flirt with me but I never said they were dumb, they're actually really smart, and a good hero."

Alex has worked a lot with you so Kara knew she was just joking, but for some reason she still felt the need to defend you. The agent looked at the blonde before suggesting her idea "what if I ask them? They know you're my sister and it wouldn't be weird that I want to help you with your super demanding boss."

"mhh yea, that could work." a soft smile appeared on her lips "Thanks Alex"

Alex just nodded, waving her hand around dismissively. "More importantly," she started again, with a glint in her eyes that made Kara fear of what she was going to say "how did it go with (Y/N)? Are you two a thing yet?"

She started laughing as soon as she heard her sister's loud groan. "ugh I knew you were gonna ask that"

"you didn't tell them, did you?" Alex leaned her arm on the backrest of the couch, leaning her head on her arm.

"I mean I tried to" she glared at her sister's laugh, but she knew she couldn't really blame her "I just, stutter so much around them they must think I'm stupid"

"Ahw I'm sure they don't Kara" she stopped her teasing to reassure the kryptonian "first of all, you two are friends before anything else, second of all they're such a sweet guy they'd never think of you like that"

She stopped for a second, seeing the hopeful gaze in her sister's eyes "and most importantly, I'm sure they like you back, with all the pet names they give you."

"that doesn't mean anything, they call everyone by a nickname"

"you're the only one they call beautiful or pretty or honey or sweetheart or-"

"okay I get I get it" the flustered blonde hid her head between the pillows of the couch, face red from the tip of the nose to the top of the ears, just by thinking of all the times you called her any of these names.

"I mean...(Y/S/N) uses those on me too" the kryptonian resumed, and for some reason the blush didn't leave her cheeks.

- - -

Two days later, you sprinted from your house all the way to the D.E.O. and landed on the balcony, running to find Alex.

You started looking around, the big screens that often showed info about the mission were turned off with no one around, but that's not what caught your attention. Supergirl was nowhere in sight, she must have been called in too right? Unless she couldn't come.

When you noticed dark brown hair sitting at a chair from afar, you got into the director's office, probably breaking the handle with the sheer force you used.

Alex turned her head to look at you.

"What's going on Alex? Where's Supergirl? Is she okay?" The agent got up from her seat to face you.

"Calm down (Y/S/N), she's fine nothing happened" she reassured you "I just need your help with something"

Even though she couldn't see your face, frustration could be heard from your tone. "Nothing happened? You sent me a 911 signal" your shourlders slumped.

"yea because I need your help now"

You loudly groaned, though you were mostly grateful nothing serious happened, especially to Supergirl. "What do you need short Danvers?"

Making fun of her was a privilege you could only have while wearing your suit, given you were normally afraid of her.

Knowing you had the upper hand with your powers, and that it was all just playful teasing, she let it go, voicing her need. "My sister needs to get her boss an interview with you and she knows I work with you and supergirl so she asked for my help"

You opened your mouth to agree but closed it right after, thinking you could get something out of this too. "If I agree to the interview-"

"oh my god" Alex rolled her eyes "I'm not getting Supergirl to go on a date with you"

You loudly laughed at that, everyone knew where your head was at. "that's not what I was going to say!" you took a brief pause "but if that's what your offering..."

She crossed her arms, raising her brow, successfully shutting you up.

"I want to know who she-"

"definitely not" she interrupted you.

"oh come on, why not?" you move your hands in the air "you know who she is, John knows who she is, even Winn knows!"

"It's just safer this way spider, don't argue with me" her excuse didn't really hold up but you let it go for now, it should be Supergirl's call after all.

"fine" you rolled you eyes. And besides, "when's the interview?" you couldn't say no to Kara.

- - -

The next day you were on the roof of CatCo, your legs dangling off the edge.

"oh good you're here" you turned around at the sound of Kara's voice.

"your sister said you needed me" you got closer to her.

"yes hi" she replied quickly "but I will not be the one doing the interview, my boss Cat will" she glanced at the door. "but I need to tell you a few things first"

With a confused look, not that she could see it, you shrugged your shoulders, letting her go on "okay first" she took a big breath, speaking rapidly after that "do not let her drag you into her office, she will have the upper hand and you will not be able to withold information. Second, do not answer any personal life question, no matter how useless you think they are, she could always use them to find out who you really are. Third, don't even think-"

"with all due respect, my lady" you stopped her rant with your hands on her shoulders, and she regained her breath with a slight glare. The reason for it was unkown to you. "I am the superhero between us, so I know what I can and can't say"

And she didin't have time to rebut when she suddenly heard heels clicking their way up the stairs, making her jump away from you.

"Keera, glad to see you were able to do what I asked"

"isn't it Kara?" you spoke loudly, faking innocence, wanting to correct the older woman without being too obvious.

The woman gave you look, but didn't say anything. "can you leave us alone?" she turned to the reporter "I'd like to interview them alone"

- - -

The interview went well, you think, you didn't say anything about yourself and ended up following Kara's instructions. You thought about telling her how it went, but as you got to her desk you noticed her bag and jacket were gone.

"where did Kara go?" you stopped Winn is his steps, knowing he wouldn't be surprised by your presence.

"oh she went home early. She had a thing with (Y/N)- a friend" he corrected himself, thinking you wouldn't know them.

You forrowed your brows, but when your eyes landed on the clock hung on the wall you felt a shiver run down your spine. You were very late. You should have been at Kara's huose over half an hour ago.

You let out an exasperated sigh, "great- uh, I have to- I have to go now. I''l see you at- the DEO...soon?"

Winn only looked at you weirdly but he didin't have time to respond before you patted his shoulder and jumped out of the window, drawing some curious looks.

If Winn didin't know about your crush for supergirl, he'd probably thing you were jelous of yourself.

- - -

After picking up the backpack you left in one of the allies near Catco, you quickly put on some clothes, hiding your suit. You run up the stairs to Kara's apartment, frantically knocking on her door, still breathless and with your hair messy.

She had been pacing around the room for quite a while now so she quickly opened the door to your apologetic smile. "I'm so sorry I'm late love, I had a work thing and I thought about getting you something but it would have just been worse so I didn't"

You tried to explain, but to be honest her mind was still on how cute you looked with your cheeks flushed and how you breathlessly called her "love".

"oh it's fine. It doesn't matter now" she said letting you in, closing the door behind you.

"why? I thought you wanted help with something?" you shrugged your coat off, standing in the middle of the room. Hearing footsteps behind you, you turned around, your eyes meeting Alex's.

"hi, I didn't know you were coming here earlier too" you said, going in for a hug.

"she didn't come here early" Kara answered with a light edge to her tone, going into the kitchen.

"did you forget?" Alex whispered, and her tone wasn't as harsh, but it did sound like she wanted to scold you. It couldn't have been that serious, right?

You shook your head "no I told her I got caugth up in-" James knocking on the door stopped you, and soon after everyone else was there.

- - -

The night was going on smoothly, except for the fact that Kara didn't seat next to you like always, and she was persistent on avoiding your gaze, even tho you could feel her looking at you from time to time. She seemed to fidget more with her hands than usual, so you were sure something was up.

Thinking that asking Alex was not an option, you leaned towards Lena, whispering in her ear when it wasn't her turn to play.

"you know what's wrong with Kara?" she subtly turned to look at you, her lips in a thin line, she didn't need to look at her best friend to know what was going on inside her head.

"she's been like this all night, did she tell you anything?" you pleaded

Said blonde jumped up from the couch, claiming she was going to get another round of snacks and went into the kitchen. The Luthor gave you a nod, silently prompting you to follow the kryptonian, and as you got up to do so, you felt another pair of eyes on you.

You quietly made your way over, Kara's back facing you while she got herself a glass of water.

"uh are you okay?" you uttered, leaning on the counter so you could see her face "I noticed you were acting a bit..strange" you lowered your head, but she was once again avoiding looking at you, using her glass as a distraction.

"did something happen at work?" you met Cat, so you woulnd't be surprised "or-" you gulped, you'd hate to be the reason why she was acting like this "-are you mad I got here late?"

She slammed the glass back on the counter letting a few drops spill out, surprising herself when it didn't break. Kara took a deep breath, before replying "I'm not mad at you, (Y/N)" but it was really hard to believe it.

"okay, then what is it?" you got closer, putting your hand on hers, so she would look at you, and she did. The reporter raised her head, her eyebrows furrowed and her mouth agape, as if she was thinking on what to say. But when nothing came up she resumed to looking at your conjoined hands.

Kara could feel her wrist burning from your hold, and all the whispers and heartbeats she could hear from the other room prevented her from thinking.

"come with me"

You followed her closely, making up a stupid excuse on why you're exiting the apartment, even if none of your friends seemed surprised.

Kara brought you all the way to the roof, and still hasn't uttered a word. And you let her, giving her time.

But after a minute of silence and her pacing around you got in front of her, making her almost bump into you.

"Kara" You called "it's just me. What's going on?"

You smiled in reassurance, but she just forrowed her brows, letting out a big sigh. That wasn't much you could do to help her if she didn't talk unfortunately, you could only look at her.

Look at how her hair was slowly coming out of her ponytail due to the wind, how her eyebrows were so close together you were surprised she hasn't got a headache yet, and how her eyes seemed darker under this light.

And this sight was so familiar, but it didn't feel like you were looking at Kara, not really.

"I know what you want to tell me" you breathed out, and the fact she was looking at your lips is probably the only reason why she was able to hear you.

"you do?"

"yea" you smiled, shaking your head in disbelief "I can't believe I was so blind"

She felt her cheeks heat up, but her heart fell right out of her chest with your next words.

"you're Supergirl"

The super profusely tried to deny it, claiming you drank too much or had a wide imagination. Even going as far as commenting "I wish"

"oh" you raised your brows "so you don't have super strength, laser eyes, ice breath, and you can't fly?"

"no oh my god I could never be her" she let out a shaky laugh, adjusting the glasses on her nose, you couldn't believe they deceived you for such a long time.

You started walking around, getting closer to the edge "mhh you're right, I just thought because you're blonde you might be her" you reasoned, pointing to your hair.

"not the only blonde in National City" she replied and shrug her shoulders, hoping you would just drop the subject, the idea of expressing her feelings long gone.

"such a shame" you were able to see Kara turning on her heels in your peripheral vision "I really hope the real Supergirl comes to my rescue then"

She couldn't have spun her head around faster, but you were already out of sight, falling down the building.

The kryptonian shouted your name, jumping off the edge using her powers. When she couldn't see you anywhere she started panicking even more.

"(Y/N)? (Y/N) where are you?"

"behind you, beautiful" You were smirking with your arms crossed, your feet glued to the wall, steadily keeping you in place.

"what were you thinking about, jumping like that, you could have died, how are you even-" she said it all in one breath, stopping only when a look of realization took over her face.

"I've never seen Kara so pissed at me, it's new"

She let out a big groan, and not sparing you another glance, she got back onto the roof, you following after her.

"were you ever planning on telling me?" she squinted her eyes

"I mean, were you? You and your sister always made sure to tell me how I should keep my identity a secret"

"that's different, I didn't know it was you" she knew she wasn't making any sense, but her brain wasn't working properly at the moment, her heart still hasn't recovered from the scare you gave her, and she had so many things to process.

"come here" you took both of her hands in yours, bringing her closer to you. "I know who you are and you know who I am, doesn't that just mean we can trust each other more?" you offered, running your thumbs along the skin, effectively calming her down.

"I've always trusted you, even when I didn't know who was hiding behind the mask"

"oh, oh I'm sorry" her smile turned into a face of confusion "is it Kara or Supergirl talking? because I know Supergirl would never say something so sweet to me" that earned you a slap to the shoulder.

She rolled her eyes "shut up I take it back, we both think you're annoying"

But you didn't laugh with her, something else occupying your thoughts.

"do you like me, Kara?" you took a step closer, and she didn't have it in herself to take a step back. "you always say it's useless to flirt because there's someone else in your heart and I never asked, but now I'm asking you" you took a brief pause "do you like me?"

She sighed, knowing she couldn't lie to you anymore, so she slightly nodded, curling her eyebrows.

"but you like Supergirl"

"you are Supergirl" you answered matter of factly, but you had a feeling you knew what she was getting at.

"I like her because she has the biggest heart I have ever seen, she' s passionate about her job, both of her jobs, I love how her cape bounces around as she walks and how she can't seem to keep her glasses from falling off"

You brought your hand up her chin, making her look at you, while your other hand adjusted said glasses.

"I've always liked you Kara, all of you, I just thought of this part of you too much of a friend to notice"

Kara was totally hanging from your lips at this point, not only because she was looking at them.

You leaned your head down as she circled the hand that held her face.

"can I kiss you?" you murmured, making her nod vigorously.

"please"

It only took you half a second to close the distance, and you instantly felt Kara reciprocating the kiss, moving her lips against yours in an almost desperate demeanor. Her other hand gripped your shirt to pull you closer and when she felt you fingers on her sweater she gasped lightly.

you broke the kiss after a minute with a bite to her bottom lip, making her let out another small sound and left her chasing after you.

She blinked quickly a few times after she recovered, a deep blush still present on her cheeks. "I like you, too" the blonde replied breathlessly and slowly lowered her hands, not sure what to do with them.

"yea i guessed that" you teased, stealing another kiss.

Soon after that you two decided to head back, after Kara told you everyone knew she was planing on telling you today, and thanking you for the interview.

When you got back into the apartment everyone suddenly stopped talking and looked at you.

"so, did you two kiss?" it was of course Winn who broke the silence, voicing all of their thoughts. You looked over at Kara, and seeing her flushed face, you decided to answer, nodding.

"and I know she's Supergirl" you added, trying to ease the mild akwardness

"and I know you're (Y/S/N)" she retorted, not realizing what she said until she heard gasps all over the small apartment

"Kara!" you tightened your grip on her hand for a second, but she could see you weren't really annoyed. Various confused questions followed your statement, Alex's voice sounding above them

"so, the person who likes to make fun of me and never does as I say" she crossed her arms, letting her lips curve into a smirk as she watched you get behind the krytponian, now aware of the strenght she possessed.

"you know, you should probably focus on something else" you spoke up from behind Kara's shoulder, while gripping the end of her sweater "why don't we go back to the game, you were winning right? isn't it right Kara?"

Said woman smiled at your antics, playfully rolling her eyes "let them go Alex, you can torture them another day"

"no she can't" you tried to argue, but the brunette was already off to get another bear from the fridge.

You suddenly felt the sweater slipping away from your grip, and lowered your head to find Kara now looking at you, with a small smile on her lips.

"come on, let's go play" she pulled on your hand, making you follow her.

She did seat next to you now, still stealing glances when she thought you wouldn't notice, and instantly looking down every time you caught her.

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[eden-3000]

Bathtub-Talks

married! Loki x reader

A/N: This is my first oneshot here on tumbr, feel free to leave requests and konstructive criticism. Now have fun.

Genderneutral reader, husband Loki, fluff, domestic, slightest hints at smut, not really tho, mentions of food

You lie relaxed in the bathtub and enjoy the warm water that envelops your body; this peace is far too rare in your house.

The almost idyllic moment is interrupted by a knock on the door. You roll your eyes with a deep sigh. "What is it?" you ask loudly.

"Is a husband not allowed to check on his beloved?" He smiles, as he enters.

"Not when the beloved is bathing and the husband is supposed to take care of the food," you reply and tilt your head back to look at him. "It´s in the oven right now, so there´s not much I can do," Loki explains professionally and sits down on the edge of the bathtub.

A week ago you let him cook for the first time because before that he didn't even know how to make fried eggs. Now he somehow turned into a gourmet, which you honestly find quite entertaining.

"What is it going to be this time?" you ask curiously, to which he just grins and answers: "A surprise."

"And you honestly don't want to tell me." "Otherwise it wouldn't be a surprise anymore." "Don't you think I could somehow get the secret out of you?" you smile seductively and sit up a little.

He tries to remain stubborn "Fairly certain." Nevertheless, you see the doubt in his eyes, notice how he swallows, and feel his warm gaze glide over your body. "I think I can," you whisper before you kiss him.

You notice how his resistance wanes, but he remains silent. After far too short a time, you pull away from him again but stay close enough so that your breath brushes his lips. "There's no more until you tell me what you've cooked." you breathe quietly.

"You're playing a very nasty game, darling," Loki growles, but doesn't give you the answer you're hoping for. "I learned from the best," you reply softly. His gaze wanders back and forth between your eyes and your mouth but stops at the latter. "There's lamb with fried potatoes," he murmurs briefly, whereupon you are satisfied and your lips unite again.

When you separate after an eternity in which you have flooded half the bathroom, you lean back again. "And? Was it worth it to tell me your little secret?" you ask. "Hm... That remains to be determined," he replies, for which he receives a stern look.

"You don't want to deny my achievements, do you?" "I only deny your achievements so that they don't go to your head, darling." Loki grins and lets a hand slide through the lukewarm water.

"And how are you going to prevent that?", you ask, slightly tilting your head. "I see, I´ll have to take very rough measures to handle you", he smirks, mischief glittering in his eyes. "I can hardly wait."

 Loki is about to give you a possibly very improper answer when a pungent scent hits your nose. "Did you turn the stove down?" you ask more seriously. He looks at you confused. "I think so..." "Because it smells like you didn´t." 

Now the Ase also seems to get the smell. He quickly jumps up and disappears into the kitchen, cursing.

[ryomens-vixen]

VIIIIXXX I have a request if I may?

I wanna know what Yandere head cannons you have for Suguru. Because I know you have them, and I'm /dying/ to hear them

😌🤍Ofc I have some Yandere head canons of my boyfriend Suguru! And yes you can send a request anytime pookie!

YANDERE!Suguru Headcanons

Summary: Your friends dared you to do this trendy break up prank on your boyfriend...but he's not taking the joke to well.

Yandere!Suguru x (f)YN

CW: Yandere tendencies, Stalking, Kidnapping, NSFW, gaslighting, blood kink if you squint, knife play if you squint, breeding kink.

Word count: ion fuckin know 🤷🏾‍♀️ Reblog & ❤ good luck!

Yandere!Suguru whom you happened to break up with as a joke, except he did not take the joke very lightly at all. You see your boyfriend was absolutely infatuated with you, obsessed even. So this "joke" was not funny to him at all- You have no clue as to how far he would actually go to make sure you're his even though his calm and level headed demeanor says otherwise.

Yandere!Suguru who after that joke would follow you to and from work making sure you hadn't been talking to someone who wasn't him.

Yandere!Suguru who would check your phone while you were in the shower when you'd come over his place to spend the night.

Yandere!Suguru who would "jokingly" tell you to go talk to your other hoes, but whenever you joked back with a nonchalant "Okay, I will" it made his chest tighten and burn with anger. Did you actually have another behind his back? We're you going to go see him after you left? All while faking a small chuckle, you really don't know what you've done, have you?

Yandere!Suguru who would go weeks without talking to you after that night, you never questioned it. Maybe he was busy with work or caught up with Suguru. No- no he wasn't. He was a lot closer than you thought.

Yandere!Suguru who turned off his location so you wouldn't know that the whole time he wasn't speaking to you, he was actually stalking you throughout the day and night. Did you forget already that you gave him a key to your apartment?

Yandere!Suguru who memorized the times where you would eat and take a shower so that he can sneak in each night and hide underneath your bed.

Yandere!Suguru who would listen to you giggle to your girlfriends about this new guy that's become your regular at the café you worked at each morning. Was this the guy you were seeing behind his back? No, he has to REMIND you that you belong to him only and he'd do that tonight.

Yandere!Suguru would wait until you were good and asleep to duct tape your mouth and hog tie you tight enough to get you in his car, all the fighting you did with him really tired you out. Might as well sees what your DARLING boyfriend has in store for you. At least getting kidnapped by some hot guy with dark circles was definitely on the bucket list.

Yandere!Suguru who would later violently toss you onto his couch rather than taking you to his bed, no no that was too good for you.

"You know this IS your fault? Thinking you could EVER find someone better than me- Are you stupid? Answer me, Y/N!"

How on earth could you possibly answer his question...with tape over your month?! But it was so hot seeing him pace around like some crazed lunatic- which is exactly what he was.

"You think you're too good to answer me, huh? It's okay, because I'll show you would actually owes you- NOBODY. And I mean NOBODY. will ever, ever love you as much as I do, Nobody will ever know your body like I know it~"

Man you hadn't a clue what he was going in about, but you knew one thing. That aching in your core was really nagging you with how much Suguru was turning you on. Maybe you should make him act like this more often, Nah because then he'll know you're doing it on purpose.

Yandere!Suguru who would come back with the sharpest knife he could find just to throw himself on top of you. Taking each piece of fabric that covered your delicious body and cutting it, no matter how sloppy the cuts he didn't want to take his time with you at all. You were his and he was determined to remind you of that, he was determined to bury his cock deep into the depths of your insides no matter what.

Yandere!Suguru who accidentally cut your inner tight while trying to get your pajama pants off. All he could hear was the squeal you made followed by a pained whine.

"Oh... I'm so sorry, mamas. Maybe if you didn't drive me crazy like this I wouldn't have cut you, but that's your fault too now isn't it?"

Of course it's not entirely you fault I mean how were you suppose to know that a harmless little prank would cause him so much distress? Goddamn it was hot, but you also didn't enjoy the pain that came with it- what is he doing? Is he liking the blood? What other crazy shit is this man into, you wondered?

"Mmmf, Mamas... You know you taste so good- I bet he's never tasted you before like I have. It almost tastes as good as that pussy of yours, look at it so soaking wet for daddy... Yeah she knows who she belongs too."

Is he- talking to your pussy?! Oh yeah you thought Suguru was crazy before, well he's definitely insane and man was it a little concerning.

Yandere!Suguru who would rub the bright pink tip of his cock onto the would that was left on your inner. The way his breath would hitch at the sight of some of your blood getting in his cock turned him as stiff as a brick he just had to be inside you.

Yandere!Suguru who would run his cock up and down through the folds of your pussy getting all your juices on it.

"I'm going to make you mine all over again, look at pretty pussy, just calling my fuckin name. Shhh.. Shhh. Shhh... Daddy's gonna make that pussy real full in. A. Minute-"

Yandere!Suguru who enunciated his last few words with a sudden thrust. Slamming his cock straight into your cervix- it was so sudden you barely had time to even adjust to his size before your eyes started to roll back.

Yandere!Suguru who threw your legs over his shoulders, ripped the tape off of your mouth, just so he could press his full weight onto you as he leaned down to sloppily kiss you.

"Say it's mines, mamas. C'mon, c'mon, c'mon say who this good pussy belongs too. This pretty pussy that I'm going to impregnate.. You'd like that wouldn't you? Me getting you pregnant, you having MY baby- just say it pretty girl, say it, say it, say it-!"

"I-its yours, AaAah- S- Su- Fuck-"

"Atta girl.. That's right, my fuckin pussy, nobody elses~"

Yandere!Suguru who made you call off of work so that he could properly breed you for the rest of the day so he can make sure you're well fertilized with his seed.

[hittos]

𝐁𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐌𝐨𝐯𝐞 | 𝐒. 𝐆𝐨𝐣𝐨

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1.7k words 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: light degradation, dub con, blackmail, Gojo is a Pervert, taking inappropriate pictures without consent 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: Upon finding out Gojo has been taking upskirt pictures of you, you are forced to make a deal to get him to get rid of them

If you knew that The Satoru Gojo was obsessed with you, you wouldn't have come to school with no panties today.

It was common knowledge that you were a bit of an airhead, never really paying attention to your surroundings and it’s gotten you into quite a bit of trouble through the years from almost being ran over countless times to getting attacked by curses that should not have been able to even get close to you and not noticing the many, many, many times Gojo was taking upskirt pictures of you.

You could’ve actually gone your whole life never knowing how often he does this to you had he not straight up confessed. In a way. 

You sighed in frustration as you turned the corner of the somewhat obscured spot in the gardens, Gojo asked you to meet him in, “you know we can’t miss class without a good excuse, you’ll get us both kicked out” you angrily cross your arms over your chest, highlighting your cute tits.

“I know, but I need to show you something and it couldn’t wait” he smirked knowingly at your confused face, his eyes ogling your figure behind the safety of his pitch black glasses, “what is it?” you warily inched closer to him as he pulled out his flip phone.

“Look at this” It took you a minute to realize what you were even looking at and as soon as you had the short lived rush of epiphany, the horror quickly coursed through every last crevice of your body, numbing it within seconds. The words died in your mouth as his slender finger brought on an onslaught of pictures of your butt clad in different colored panties in each one. Some were standard cotton panties, others were promiscuous thongs that got swallowed by your pussy lips and butt. He even had a few of your chest with the outline of your nipples visible through your shirt. One after the next like he’s been collecting them under your nose for years (and he has) before finally the phone displayed the very last picture he took. The very worst one of all.

You stared in shock as you saw a picture of your completely bare pussy in the phone of your classmate, not sure what to do or if there even is anything to do, he is the Satoru Gojo after all. You had a million questions running through your head, but the will to ask none. Why would he do this? And more importantly, why would he show you this?

“You’re quite the bold one today, aren’t you?” he smirked, ignoring the look of disbelief and defeat etched on your features, “so are we gonna do this or what?” you shot him a confused glances with your teary eyes, “Oh, don’t play dumb now, you want me to fuck you. That’s why you came here without panties on, right?”

“What the fuck are you talking about?” you yelled at him, the culmination of all the repressed words stuck in your throat, “you think I had any idea about this?”

He chuckled darkly, frustration beginning to set in, “I know you’re not the brightest, sugar, but there’s no way you’re dumb enough not to have noticed all these years”

“I didn’t, though, I really didn’t notice” you finally released a much needed sob. A silence, save for your sniffles, filled the space as both of you tried to process the new information, “It was a stupid move not to wear panties, you could’ve flashed someone, I mean you know we fight at odd hours” he chided halfhartedly.

“I am not going to flash anyone, Gojo, I’m smarter than this” he snorted sarcastically, “Oh because you’re so known for being smart”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“This ditzy, young schoolgirl act isn’t cute, y/n and it’s not fooling anyone” he started, “If you’re so smart then how come you haven’t noticed your shirt is sheer? How come you didn’t notice all the pictures I took of your underwear? How didn’t you figure out that everyone is nice to you because you practically flash them everyday?” he chuckled again at your aghast face, “you haven’t noticed how every student and teacher wants nothing more than to bend you over the nearest desk and fuck you till you’re sore?”

“You’re disgusting, everyone in this school is fucking disgusting” you stomped your foot, ready to storm away, “ and I want you to delete these pictures from your phone” he shrugs casually, “I’ll do it if i’m properly compensated”

“What the fuck does that mean?”

“Didn’t you hear me?” he tilted his head, “Everyone in the school wants to fuck you, I can make a fortune from selling these pictures” he grinned like a sleaze, “not that i need it, but i think it would nurture my entrepreneurial spirit”

“Satoru, you cannot show these to anyone” you demanded through gritted teeth

“Oh relax, nothing they haven’t seen before” he teased, much to your embarrassment, “but as I said i’ll get rid of them if you properly compensate me”

“Fine” you yelled in frustration, “you win, how much do you want”

He grinned manically, “we both know you can’t afford what these pictures are truly worth, but you know, if you let me have the real thing, it will devalue the pictures” he brushed his hand through your hair mesmerizingly, “so what do you say?”

It’s not like you really had a choice here. If you didn’t do this, your name would be tarnished forever and you’d probably have to drop out from Jujutsu Tech entirely and probably leave the country and live in shame for the rest of your life. You nodded hesitantly, which was all the confirmation he needed before he laid you down on the grass and flipped up your skirt, revealing your coveted cunt. 

Gojo smirked to himself as soon as he saw your pussy glistening with arousal, “Aww you like being used for your body?” he asked as he rubbed tight circles around your cute clit. Your face suddenly got unbearably hot at his comment causing you to mumble a shut up, which reached his ear, “whatever the lady wants” he grinned before fumbling to remove his uniform pants.

“There’s no way this is going to fit inside me” your eyes widened as he unsheathed his dripping cock from the mess of fabrics, “there’s only one way to find out” he dismissed your concerns, not wasting any time before lining up his angry red tip with your wet hole, “promise I’ll be gentle,” he consoled before finally pushing in.

You screamed at the slow invasion, his massive cock brutally stretching out your tiny pussy. He was only halfway in but you already felt ready to explode from how intensely he’s stuffing you, “deep, d-deep. Please, It’s too deep” but Gojo only smiled sadistically, every mewl and scream out of you only stroked his ego further, “you can take it, bitch” he emphasized his insult with a few more inches inside your stuffed hole, “by the time I’m done with you, your pretty pussy will have been molded around my dick perfectly.

By the time Gojo finally bottomed out inside you, your body was already spent from the intense stretch, but there was no time to let you relax or adjust since class would end in less than 15 minutes and it would defeat the whole point entirely if someone saw you two fucking in the gardens.

His hips strutted back and then came crashing down in quick succession, your sobs only made him want to go faster, he never would have guessed hearing you cry would be so hot to him, but crying just makes your pussy feel warmer and every time you hiccup your abused hole tightens around him. Anyone would rather have you crying around their cock, if he’s going to be honest.

Your poor pussy aches from being pounded by a cock a size too big to fit inside, but all you could do was lie back on the grass, keep your legs open and bide your time till you’ve paid your dues. Though, you would be lying if you said that it didn’t also feel good. The way his precum slicks against your gummy walls as his hot tip bullys the confines of your cervix, subconsciously looking for the optimal place to blow his load inside you to maximize his chances of getting you pregnant.

It only occurred to you to warn him that your womb is unprotected when his badgering cock had already fucked your ability to talk out of your feeble body. You hated how cocky he looked as he abused your pussy, you wondered how long he had dreamed of getting you like this or how many times he fucked his cock in his fist while looking at the obscene pictures he took of you.

There was no build up to your orgasm, it snuck up on you all too suddenly, leaving you howling and shaking at the intense wave of euphoria hurtling through your body. His didn’t come too far after yours. The pressure from your spasming hole finally made him spray your insides with his sperm, the fatigue setting in for the both of you.

Gojo pulled out after both of you relaxed from your highs, his cum rushing quickly after him.

“Delete the pictures now” you demanded as you readjusted your clothes and brushed off the grass clinging onto the back of your sweaty thigh, “I’ll delete some of them now” he fished for his phone from his back pocket, “what do you mean some of them? Delete them all. That was the agreement”

“No,” he interrupted, “I said letting me fuck you will devalue them not make them worthless” one glance at the look on your face and Gojo knew to turn on Infinity before you actually lunge at him, “so how long before you delete all the pictures”

“I don’t know” he shrugged, “until there’s no more pictures to delete or until I get bored of fucking this sweet pussy of yours, though I doubt that will ever happen” he pocketed his phone again before turning to leave, “You should hurry though, graduation is right around the corner”

[brokenpieces-72]

Howl-y

CoD Ghosts Cryptid Hunter AU | Navigation

TW: threats towards animals (turn back if it's not for you)

How...just how did this happen?

Elias is still trying to wrap his head around how this could have happened. He left his sons alone for only an hour maybe and this happened! Somehow the one time the boys were able to stay in the woods out back for so long, they encounter a beast like this.

A beast with bunny like ears, a wagging tail and teeth that looked innocent but were far more menacing in Elias's eyes. Admittedly Elias was too stunned to say anything at first, before ordering his boys to get inside the house, and to leave the "puppy" in the garage. Now here he was staring down at what looked like a german shepard puppy. It tilted it's head from side to side, as if trying to figure out what Elias was thinking. Honestly Elias had no freaking clue what to think.

For a moment the man shut his eyes, and then opened them to make sure he wasn't wrong. Yep, still looked like a puppy. It sat obediently as if waiting for orders. What orders do you give a creature like this, when your sons are the one's who snuck it into the garage, thinking it was just a regular dog?!

The first thing he tries is getting the dog to run off on it's own but it didn't seem scared of him. Of course it wasn't, he was unarmed. He couldn't get a weapon without worrying his boys, seeing how much they were enthralled by the fluffy little freak. He sighed, relieved the creature was only young. Still it couldn't stay here. It likely wouldn't get into any trouble in the garage for now, so he went back inside, telling it to stay. The dog remained unmoving.

"Can we keep him?" Logan asked, before Elias could even get a word out. Every parent had to hate that question, especially when the answer was one their kid wouldn't like. Okay, first things first.

"Where did you two find it?" He asked. They were quiet, which meant they had gone out without him knowing. The woods most likely. "I need an answer."

"The woods." David said, eyes on the floor. Elias went to his boys, getting down to their level.

“Did it bite you?” Elias asked with a sense of urgency. “Either of you?”

“It licked my hand.” Logan said. Elias looked to David. David nodded.

“And you were okay?” Elias asked. David and Logan held out their hands to look at them, giving Elias a small sigh of relief.

“Can we keep him?” Logan asked again. David shushed his little brother. Elias stood up and looked to the garage door for a moment. Honestly the boys weren’t ready to learn what that thing was. If they really wanted a dog he didn’t mind them having one but that thing wasn’t a dog. Guess this would be another secret for later on.

“I’ll go take it to the vet, give it a check up, and see if he can be adopted.” Elias told them. Their eyes were hopeful. “In the meantime stay out of the woods, and I mean it.”

“Yes sir.” They both said.

Elias went into the garage, locking the door so the boys wouldn’t follow. He got a small cage out that was used for trapping. The critter recognized it, starting to scurry away but Elias was quicker. It was snatched up by the scruff and put in the cage. It whimpered as he closed the trunk. This would not be a fun drive.

Elias kept driving for a while. He wanted to ensure the boys wouldn’t find it by accident. The entire drive was yanking on his heartstrings. His boys’ excitement, the fluffy facade, and now the pleading barking of the small thing in his trunk.

He didn’t want to do it. But Elias had to. He told himself he would get the boys a dog if that’s what they truly wanted. David was saying how he thought K9s were pretty cool. He would tell them the dog couldn’t be adopted, that there was something wrong and once he had time he would take them to adopt one.

Elias kept telling himself this over and over. When he finally stopped the truck he was in the woods. He opened the trunk and pulled the cage out to see the critter still barking helplessly, gnawing at the cage. Elias didn’t scold it or bark back. The critter was young and probably didn’t know how dangerous it was. Elias was sure to grab the gun from the truck as well. Last thing he wanted was to have to circle back and have second thoughts.

Once deep enough he set down the cage down and stepped back. The puppy growled and barked, scratching at the bars. Elias had turned to put some distance but as the noises and cries continued he found turning around to be near impossible. Deep breaths.

Elias set the gun down and went over to the cage, opening it up. The puppy was wagging its tail as he took it out. It licked his face and barked excitedly. Elias had made many hard decisions but this wasn’t going to be one of them. With some work he could get the puppy whatever it needed to maintain the facade. When the boys were old enough he would tell them.

For now he carried the sweet puppy back to the truck, knowing this was an insane decision. He was starting to see what the boys saw in the critter, as it barked joyfully, being put in the passenger seat. Once he got to the driver side he gave the puppy one order.

“No shifting unless I say so. Got it?” He ordered. The puppy barked, tail wagging. “Good boy.”

The boys were happy to see Riley return with their father. While Riley wasn’t hard to train, he did require extra care. David and Logan stepped up even better than Elias had expected. They checked Riley’s diet, making sure he was getting everything he needed. Made sure he got bathed and groomed properly. They even asked Elias to show them K9 commands since Elias planned to take Riley with him on missions. There was only one major rule that the boys weren’t allowed to break.

Riley’s collar stayed on at all times.

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You're my dream | Alex Walter

pairing: Alex Walter x female!reader

genre: fluff word count: 3,4k

show: My life with the Walter boys

summary: Alex thinks you prefer Cole over him. You show him that he is the most important person in your life.

a/n: @bbr0wni3 and I had the same idea for a story, so I hope you like the final result :) and sorry for gatekeeping sooo long

Alex had been quiet for the entire walk home. It felt like the school day had passed painfully slow, without his sympathy, his jokes, or his comments in math class. I've tried to find out the reason for his silence, but each time I asked about it, he changed the topic and I was left clueless.

Of course, I thought about what could bother him so much, but none of my suggestions were that convincing. Maybe it was his bad history essay? Or did he have had another fight with Cole? Was it about Paige? She had become his black shadow over the last year and if I'm being honest, I never really liked her. I mean, as Alex's best friend, I have little say in his dating life, even though my opinion is important to him.

Because when Alex falls in love, no one can stop him. It happens quickly and is usually associated with a lot of pain afterwards.

But if I remember things correct, Alex has been acting a bit strange for a while now. I mean, I tried to get to the bottom of his sudden mood-changes, but understanding Alex's mind has never been an easy task.

Good thing for me, I've never liked things too easy. Then again, bad thing for me, that I'm in love with my best friend.

I didn´t notice it at first and I can't pinpoint the exact moment, when my feelings for him meant more than just friendship.

Alex has always been a special person in my life, someone I could open my heart to and who would never hurt me. Apparently, I opened the doors to my heart a little too wide for him, because on one warm spring day, when I couldn't stop looking at his smiling face, my feelings for him became very clear to me. I literally hung on every word he said and I didn't even know at that point, that you could see a light in his eyes, when he talked about something he liked, that shone as beautiful as the rays of the sun.

And then, without even paying attention to what he was saying anymore (I think it was something about a new video game, he was playing), I quickly wrote down a few phrases in my notebook. that came to my mind. Unfortunately, I probably acted a little bit too hectic, because he stopped talking mid-sentence, irritated but curious.

"What are you doing?" I heard him ask, a smile on his lips. He leaned towards me and before I could hide it, he read the words out loud.

"Looking at you is like having the sun right in front of me.

I´m blinded by your beauty."

I thought my heart would give out at that moment, but he just grinned at me with twinkling eyes and asked who these two poetic sentences were addressed to. I said back then that it was about a character from a movie, because he wouldn't have bought anything else. After all, he had known me for so long that he knew about every crush I ever had, so choosing a boy from school would have been out of question.

But he never found out that my inspiration was actually him.

However, when I clear my thoughts and turn to look at him now, a visible frown is attached all over his beautiful features. I decide to put my arm around his arm, the typical pose for a married couple, so he isn´t able to get away from me and I can convince him to hang out. With the aim that I can lighten up his sadness.

Unfortunately now, much to my discomfort, he's looking at me with raised eyebrows, which is why I finally bring up the sensitive topic.

"So, something is clearly bothering you and I will take it as my duty to change your miserable mood. Don´t protest, because we are going to my place and I will take care of you with lots of ice cream. How does that sound?" I see a smile tugging at the corner of his lips, he signs but then quietly nods. And when we arrive at my house, luckily my parents are still at work, I turn the key and let us in. He takes off his jacket, my eyes secretly wander to him and I notice, while my heart is pounding, that he wears my favorite sweater. A white one with a blue hood.

He fixes his hair, that always need to look perfect and I smile lightly, because I love every time that I can get on his nerves, when I ruffle through it. He throws himself on the sofa and while I turn on the heater and go into the kitchen to get the ice cream, he has already made himself comfortable with a blanket. When I see him hugging a pillow, still scowl on his face, I sit myself right next to him. But as he keeps his attention at the black TV, I notice his exhausted figure and decide to speak up.

"Alex, come on. Talk to me, something is obviously going on. I don´t like it, when you are sad. Plus, I really miss your smile." My hand rests on his shoulder, lightly stroking the hair on the back of his neck, because I know he has a weakness for physical touch. When I see him struggling to keep up his act, I approach him and whisper "you can tell me anything, you know that right? I would never judge you."

Again, he signs loudly, but finally looks at me. His eyes are searching for mine and now that his attention is focused completely on me, I suddenly feel uneasy.

"D-did I do something?" My nerves are getting thinner by the second. I hate to upset him. Probably because I love seeing him happy so much.

"No, it´s-" his hand brushes over his face. "It is complicated." I'm still trying to understand, why he can't tell me what's going on.

"You didn´t do something illegal, didn´t you? I mean, I would still be your best friend, but I would have to make up a story, why I'm visiting you in prison-" at that, he quietly laughs and shakes his head.

"It´s legal, even though I feel like it shouldnt be." Now I'm curious and scared at the same time.

"Please, tell me. I´m dying to know." I try to put on my best puppy dog look, even though it probably looks pretty stupid.

A few seconds later, he slowly raises his hand and places it on my cheek, gently stroking my skin, while still holding the eye contact. His gesture leaves me speechless. I mean we cuddled every now and then during a movie or I've fallen asleep on him. I've also kissed him on the cheek once while doing a chore, but otherwise we always kept a decent distance. The fact that he's coming so close to me now is catching me off guard.

"You...you would tell me if you like someone, right?" His question surprises me.

"Yeah, of course. You now, that I can barely keep something from you. You always know what I get you for your birthday, because I can´t resist, when you keep asking me about it." His hand slowly sneaks into mine. My eyes wander to our laps. I feel myself getting more and more confused.

"Alex, what´s going on? I don´t hide anything from? Do you think otherwise?" I feel a pang in my heart as I look into his eyes.

"I heard a rumor" he begins to say and I draw my eyebrows together at his words. He never considers any rumors, because most of the time they are false anyway.

"And?" I want him to continue.

"It was about you and-" hopefully not about the fact that I'm in love with you, just let it stay my secret.

"-Cole." What?

"What?" He signs, looking away from me.

"Someone said, he heard you talking about how in love you were with him or something. That you prefer him over me." He averts his eyes so he's no longer looking at me. I almost laugh at this ridiculous statement.

"Do you really believe that? That I would prefer Cole over you? My funny and kind, but sometimes very very stupid best friend? You really think, I hang out with you in every free second, that I have, because I like your brother? Who is by the way, not even close on my list of people I would visit in prison." I'm glad he didn't do anything illegal and it's just about a stupid rumor. But now, I still have to convince him, that it is in fact just a rumor.

He is quiet for a moment, but when he speaks up, I almost laugh at his question.

"Where am I on your list?" His eyes look into mine and now I'm the one taking his hands.

"Alex" I start to speak in a gentle voice "you will always be my number one, you hear me? I don´t think, I like another person in this world or in this universe as much as I like you. Sometimes, it feels like you are literally the reason, that the earth revolves. Because for me, my world revolves around you. I enjoy every second, I spent with you and I would never, ever trade this for even a minute with Cole. Okay? Never. I promise."

I finally see his shoulders relax and a genuine smile that spreads across his face. When I nudge him on the shoulder, he laughs.

"You, big dummy. I thought, you would tell me, you robbed a bank or something."

"Oh, I would never dare. You would kick my ass." We smile at each other in silence.

But I still want to know, how it comes, that he would believe something so ridiculous.

"So, why did you think, I would prefer Cole over you?" It hurts a little to think, that he believes he´s not that important for me.

"Because" he begins to say, gesturing with his hands "the Cole effect exits and all that. Every girl falls for his charm or whatever. I can´t compete with him." Something I will never understand. How he always makes himself look bad in comparison to his older brother.

"Well, for the matter, you affect me with your smart and kind soul. And I think my heart could bear it a lot better, if you would not look like a dream come true."

He's silent for a moment and I begin to panic, when he suddenly looks at me with a nervous expression.

"Can I- I mean, I think I´m going to say something really concerning. And it will affect our friendship, like a lot. So, just let me say it." Since that means, that he wants to talk about something important, I stay quiet. Nevertheless, still holding his hand for support.

He exhales heavily, but then looks directly at me. "I know you for as long as I can remember, you were by my site since the second I walked on this earth. You know, quite literally, because we were in the same kindergarden group. You were my first friend and I remember so many moments, that will forever exist in my memory. And...in my heart. Because you seem to have a say in what my heart wants and it feels like it wants you, for some time now. I know you are my best friend, but I cant imagine someone else being so connected in my life. In everything I do, everything I am. You support my decisions, even if you don´t like them. When you force me to watch rom-coms with you and the characters talk about finding their soulmate, doing all these cheesy things, I realize I want that too. With you. Since watching the Notebook three weeks ago, I wake up every day and wish that you would lay next to me. So, I could-"

He leans forward and with a shy smile, that makes my heart burst with happiness, he kisses me. It´s a feeling, I never want to miss again.

"-kiss you. It would be the first thing I would do in the morning."

He tucks a strand of hair behind my ears.

"I would-" his hands move to my waist and pull me onto his lap. "-make you sit right here and whisper all the things I adore about you. Like-" he kisses my forehead, I feel his lips across my face. I close my eyes and enjoy being so close to him. He leans further towards me, his lips brush over my neck and leaves a kiss there.

He mutters a few words, that I -much to my dislike- can´t understand. But I´m too caught up in his embrace to ask about it.

But then, he seems to get more confident and when he speaks again, I almost tear up.

"I love you. As my best friend, my heart, my love, my person. If you let me. I'll be yours, if you want to be mine."

I kiss him again, letting the tears flow, because I don´t know what else I could do to show my happiness. When we break apart, I look at him. A lovesick feeling inside my chest.

We're holding each other in our arms, but just a few seconds pass until his curiosity wins and he turns to me.

"That quote, that you wrote a few weeks ago, about someone being like the sun for you. Who was it about? Because you did not, just for once, talked about a fictional character. I would remember." Okay, I didn't expect that.

His beautiful eyes continue to look at me, encouraging me to come out with the truth. I nervously smile, tracing the lines in his hand.

"As you said, you ever looked at someone and just thought: This is my person? Someone, you want to have in your life, no matter, if it´s just a friend, a boyfriend or maybe even a best friend." I look at him, searching in his eyes, that he knows how I feel. Then I continue.

"Someone who makes you smile just by existing. Or someone who has a shitty humor, but he delivers his jokes so perfect, it makes you laugh anyway. Someone, who holds my heart and my mind in his hands, even if he doesnt know it."

"What´s he like?" His eyes are curious, but to my surprise, he seems irritated by the thought, that I could be in love with someone. Someone, who isnt him. You big, big, idiot.

"He's kind, has a fascination for fantasy books and for riding horses, playing baseball or fighting creatures in video games. He doesn't know, why I have a soft spot for sweet, gentle and caring characters, even though he is my inspiration for writing them."

His lips part in surprise.

"He's my everything. Sometimes it makes me sad, because I can´t love someone else, the same way. But then, I look at him and I feel like, why do I even want to love someone else, when he exits." I pause for a moment.

"When you exist."

My words make him speechless, but he continues to hold me close to his heart.

"For a long time, I didnt even know I had feelings for you too, Alex. You were always like a second home for me.

You are someone I trust the most and who I rely on in any kind of situation. You make me laugh and you´re always there for me. At first, I didnt notice my change of feelings. Because you kept being my safe place, but as I grew up, I realized that nothing mattered the way, you matter to me.

Sometimes, when I look at you, it feels like I have met my other soul or that maybe, we share the same. Nothing in this world is as important to me than you or your feelings. Maybe it wasnt clear enough for you to see, but I am in love with you.

Your existence in this world is so special and like nothing else, I could ever dream of. Because you are my dream, the most-dearest one."

[angelsanarchy]

Fever Dreams: Mike x Y/N One Shot Series PRT 06

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When Mike comes into the shop he sees Sicky, Leff and Y/n talking around the desk in the middle of the garage.

"You're late." Leff growled.

"If you didn't sleep with your TV on, I might actually get some rest." Mike complained. He didn't know why Leff kept his TV so loud. He never watched anything of substance. He just had it on to drown out the silence of the apartment.

"Aw you didn't get your beauty sleep?" Sicky teased.

"Blow me." Mike rolled his eyes at him.

"Take one for the team, won't you Y/n?" Sicky bumped her shoulder and she laughed.

"Can we focus here? What's the projection for new routes coming up now that you've come off some of that weight?" Y/n clearly had her head in business and Leff shook his head.

"You won't be on any of those drops. Those will go to Mike." Leff dismissed her.

"Leff, you can't just send him in there-" Leff cut her off.

"I can do whatever I want. Sicky has other more important routes and you can't even be on the same block so it goes to Mike. I'm not arguing about this." Leff looked at her sternly and she put her hands up.

"You can have the regular routes, he'll take the new ones and the few over in that neighborhood. Sicky will stick to his. Any problems, call someone who gives a fuck or has bail money." Leff stuck a cigarette in his mouth before going back into the office. Y/n started to put on her jacket and Mike notices the bracelet she's wearing.

"My mom used to make those." Mike pointed out making her stop. She looked at it with a smile and put her wrist out to show him.

"She made it actually." Mike touched her wrist and took a good look at it.

"Yeah? She must have really liked you then." Mike smiled.

"We got along really well. She wanted to get clean for you so badly. I'm sorry it didn't work out." Y/n apologized and Mike nodded his head.

"I'm sure she would be proud I'm now a drug runner." He said sarcastically.

"No but she would be happy to know someone else is watching out for you and that Leff wasn't alone. She didn't care about anyone else on this planet besides you two. Her love for you made me jealous my mom was such a bitch." She chuckled.

"How well did you know her? I mean like really?" Mike asked curiously.

"Pretty well. She loved to talk. She also spoke of you all the time. Even said she would love to set us up someday." She bumped his hip with her own and Mike laughed.

"No shit." He was surprised to hear that but it definitely sounded like his mom. She always worried about dying and leaving him to take care of himself. Told him constantly he needed to stop messing around and settle down with a nice girl and start a family. He was too young to think about things like that but he wouldn't mind having someone to come home to besides Leff.

"Yeah, you're a lot cuter than I expected you to be. I fully expected the shorter haired skater kid she kept a picture of." She teased and Mike blushed.

"I was like 14 in that picture." He explained. Something about that photo made his mom carry it around with her. He had pictures of him that were more current but she always said that was her babyboy at his happiest.

"I honestly thought she lost that photo. She had texted me to see if I could find a copy." Mike remembered the call he had when she told him she didn't want him to send her a selfie. She was adamant it had to be that photo. Y/n reached into her back pocket and pulled out her wallet to retrieve something and she laughed as she held the picuture out.

"No fucking way! She gave you this?" Mike took the photo and Y/n nodded.

"God that's a bit mortifying." Mike scratched the back of his neck and Y/n smiled sadly.

"She said she would get another one but insisted on me having it. I don't think she ever got around to getting a copy and I didn't want them to lose her wallet when she..." Y/n stopped herself. Mike didn't like talking about what happened to his mom. He knew it was bad. He knew because when he viewed her body it was a nightmare. Leff insisted she be cremated because of how badly she looked from the years of drug use and street life.

"You should keep it. She would want you to have it. Besides, maybe it'll make your boyfriend jealous." Mike said trying to pry into her personal life. Y/n looked at him with a smirk knowing he was ready to change the subject.

"I don't have a boyfriend but if I did, I don't think any boyfriend would be too intimated by a picture of a 14 year old in my wallet...creeped out but not intimidated." Y/n chuckled.

"Yeah? Well then maybe I'll send you one of my cock and you can replace that one." Mike held onto the photo and she snatched it out of his hands playfully.

"Don't send me pictures of your cock unless you can take criticism." She teased. Mike made a mental note.

"Don't tempt me." He added only serving to make her laugh. He loved listening to her laugh. She had such a full body laugh it was intoxicating. All he wanted to do was make her laugh and hear her thoughts on how pretty his cock is.

[synthetickitsune]

Fragility ✧ x.mh

Pairing: Vampire!Xu Minghao x human!reader Genre: angst Summary: For him, this relationship is selfish and will only end up causing you pain. For you, it's a choice you wouldn't change. Word count: 2.2k A/N: personally i consider this as connected to Musings but it can totally be read on its own!

It’s already dusk when you reach the apartment and heave a sigh of relief when your key still works. The click sounds empty. The door opens with a noise that’s too loud and resonates through the empty hall. It’s virtually abandoned here, so it doesn’t matter, yet it makes you flinch. It feels like you’re doing something that you shouldn’t do, even if all you really want is to talk. You suppose that still counts, at least in Minghao’s eyes, but you shouldn’t get in trouble for that.

It’s been two weeks since you last saw him.

And just as long since you spoke in any way. You half expected the lock would be changed, braced yourself for it, even though you know nothing would help lessen the blow if that really was the case. And well, there’s still a chance that the apartment will be abandoned anyway. That would be worse than anything. You can’t stand the suspense, so with a bated breath you enter and close the door behind you.

It’s clean inside. You know that, realistically, even if the place was abandoned it wouldn’t be covered in a thick layer of dust in such a short time, but it gives you hope anyway. Minghao never allows the space he lives in to get too dirty, and if nothing else, this cleanliness feels familiar and comforting. It’s like nothing changed at all.

You hope it didn’t.

“You never learn, do you?” he asks, nonchalant. The immortal slowly reveals himself, coming to a stop at the opposite corner of the room. While you feel out of place, he fits here - as elegant and collected as ever, tidy like the apartment itself. Not a hair out of place, dressed immaculately, the collar of his dress shirt straight. His hands are hidden behind his back and his face betrays nothing. You give him a smile that he reads as wistful. “Not what you thought you’d find, hm? I bet you thought it’d be a mess. Broken glasses and splintered wood. I bet you even though I’d look a mess.”

You watch him patiently, even if his words hurt. You suppose that’s exactly what they should be doing. But you do understand - understand why he’s doing this, if not how he’s feeling. That would be simply impossible for you. The heartbreaks and pain Minghao must’ve experienced through his millennia-long life will forever remain a mystery, just the same as how exactly did he manage to get through them alive and sane.

You remain quiet for a minute or two even after he stops talking. You meet his eyes and look into the dark abysses they remind you of and keep watching him. He never flinches, never tenses or relaxes, a perfect statue. You know better.

You only speak when he licks his lips, about to say more. 

“You look like you missed me,” no teasing, just a soft smile on your lips as you take the first step forward. His face betrays nothing.

“If that’s what you want to imagine,” he doesn’t quite shrug but with the tone of his voice he doesn’t need to. An immortal too tired of dealing with mortals. You know better.

“What if there’s more?” you ask, pausing your step like he pauses his breaths when he sees the hesitation. “What if there’s more I want to imagine?” 

“Imagine whatever you want,” he rephrases, composing himself again. Humming softly in response, you walk towards him, steps slow and deliberate as you watch him.

“Then I also think it looks like you were hoping I’d come back,” you say, “And like you’re glad I did.” 

You don’t fail to notice how his eyes soften, the dark abyss mellowing into the dark of night. The dark of the type you’re allowed to spend together safely for the both of you. His eyes follow your every move. You don’t think he’s aware himself of how expressive he truly is, if one knows how to read him.

“And I think it’d hurt you if I didn’t come or if I turned to leave now,” as you speak, his eyes linger on yours, as if trying to read within them if you will do that. You stop in your tracks. Not much distance remains between the two of you now, yet you know not to expect him to close it. As much as you wish he did. You know not to expect him to chase after you if you do turn and leave. The future in that case is quite clear - you’d never hear from him again. Next time you’d visit this apartment, he’d be long gone. “Or is that also just my imagination?”

He doesn’t answer and you don’t dare guess what is going on inside his head. The vampire looks just as stoic as he did when you first entered, it’s an art he mastered perfectly. It pains your heart to imagine what turbulent feelings must be clashing inside of him, because he’s never truly got over his emotions. He hasn’t yet learned how to distance himself from them. And so, because you’re both too young and still learning how to live, you forgive him and take another step forward. You do offer him another minute if he should change his mind, but when he doesn’t. You take the last step and you’re standing in front of him. 

He breaks the facade then. Vampires don’t need oxygen, but Minghao still pretends to breathe even when he’s not tracking his prey. Now he holds his breath, and you know it’s the last line of defense. You know your blood is calling to him. Your scent too. You know he wants to hold you as much as you want to be held. If there is a time to be bold, it’s right now.

“Or am I all wrong, Hao?” you breathe when you lean closer. He doesn’t like his personal space invaded, yet he doesn’t push you away. He doesn’t lean closer either, but you think he looks like he’s begging you to do it. Like he’s begging you not to give up on him. And you’re merciful enough to hear the plea he doesn’t say as you put your hands on his shoulders and move closer until your lips hover over his without touching.  

“Imagine what you need,” he whispers against your lips. His voice shakes. He takes in a careful breath as he gingerly places his hands on your waist, “Whatever you need as long as it makes you stay.”

“Won’t you ask me to?” you murmur, even if you already know the answer. He shakes his head silently. His eyes are soft, there’s a dying sparkle in them as he searches for hesitation or disappointment in yours. He finds none. “Because you’re not selfish?”

This time you might be teasing him, but he’s lost in your scent and he answers seriously.

“Because you deserve more.” More than he will ever be able to give you no matter how much he tries. What he’d truly love to give you is simply beyond his abilities, beyond the realm of possibility. You really do deserve so much more; more emotional availability, more normalcy, more mornings spent lazing in the sun, but above all that - more of his time.

You deserve more than to be just an insignificant speck of a couple years in his everlasting life.

“You’re not withholding anything from me that I wouldn’t lack in a different relationship,” and just as the words leave your lips, you feel his fingers tighten on your waist. His lips are pressed in a thin line. “You’re not as special as you think, Hao.”

You see his adam’s apple bob as he swallows hard, and you watch his tongue poke the inside of his cheek. It’s not often that you make him angry.

But on the rare occasion you do, it’s always like this.

So you push forward and kiss his cold cheek with the utmost softness that your human body can allow. “I’m protecting myself well, Minghao. I’m choosing my own battles. It’s not up to you to do that for me.”

“Love shouldn’t be a battle,” he chides gently, in defeat. You feel his lips brush your skin as he speaks. “You shouldn’t lack anything in love.”

“You do too, don’t you?” you ask, the hands that stabilized you wrap around his neck, bringing him closer despite his stiff posture, “Things I won’t be able to give you.”

“It’s not your-”

“And it’s not your fault, responsibility, or failing either,” you interrupt, because you’ve already had this conversation many times. Just before the short period of no contact too. In the end, you don’t need to have lived as long as he had to be able to foresee how things are going to turn out. Everything begins to repeat itself after a while. You pull away just enough so you could see him. “We’ve talked about this before. If it’s all the same to you anyway, I’d like to stay with you. I may not have as long as you have to live, but that’s why I want to choose the path that’s most precious to me.”

He stays silent for a while, watching you intently with his eyes dark. You know he doesn’t approve, that he likely will never approve of this relationship and that it could become the thing that shatters you. At the same time, despite everything, you know Minghao won’t leave. In his moments of weakness when he gets consumed by fear, he will try to chase you away and discover you won’t let go. He will try to hurt you and discover he can’t do that without wounding himself twice as much. 

“Tell me and I’ll leave,” you say anyway and feel him pull you flush against him before he realizes and lets his hold go limp again, swallowing the dryness in his mouth. He can’t even look at you. How unfair it is that he won’t ask you to stay, won’t ask you not to leave, yet he wants you by your side. He wants to treat you the way you deserve. But it’s not right. He hates being a hypocrite. He hates the conflicting feelings. He hates causing you pain.

“You know I won’t,” he whispers, looking at the space where your bodies meet. He wants to be closer. He feels the thirst growing in the pit of his stomach. His selfish instinct to mark the prey as his. And he knows you’ll let him, he knows he doesn’t need to ask. You always let him take what he needs to live, even if he’s not starving. There’s more that he wants than he deserves. More than than he could ever allow himself to express. And yet you are still here, wiser than the fool that he is. “You know it all.”

He feels pathetic, more so when you nod and lean your forehead against his. He still can’t look at you. He wouldn’t be able to cope with seeing the small, sad half-smile that he knows he’d find on your lips. Feeling your hands slide down his arms, he knows he has no right to savor your warmth, but he can’t help leaning closer. When your hands pry his away from your body, he holds your hands like you want. It’s comforting to know he can hold you, pull you back… even though he knows he wouldn’t do that. 

“Can we stop this now?” you whisper, and Minghao closes his eyes. Maybe one day he could be strong enough to own up to his feelings, or at least strong enough to send you away. But it’s not today. He presses his lips against yours, softly, carefully, so briefly you can’t respond before he backs down. He loves the soft giggle that meets his ears before you kiss him properly. Your hands squeeze his but he needs to let go of you, so he can tilt your head and kiss you deeper. His thirst is burning up his throat despite him feeding not too long ago. 

You take his hand again and he trusts you, lets you have it and do whatever you want. He gasps against your lips when you press his hand over your heart. He feels his fangs extend and nip at your lip without meaning to, and he tries to get back control, but he can’t. He can’t when you hold his hand over your breathing heart and he feels your blood pumping, sees your lips swell with it. He tries to calm his rapid breathing, to ignore your scent, to ignore the thump thump under his fingertips.

“It’s yours Hao,” you smile at him, he can hear it in your voice, “Take it, keep it.”

He can’t be sure if you’re talking about your heart or your blood, and perhaps it’s both. All he’s sure about is that he shouldn’t listen to you. And yet he knows that today, with you so close and his senses clouded by desire, mind fogged with relief, he knows that he will.

[kenjiro-kun]

Attack on Titan: Annie Leonhart, Mikasa Ackerman, Sasha Braus, Ymir, Christa Lenz, Hange Zoë, Hitch Dreyse, Yelena, Pieck

‼️ Fem Reader ‼️

[Scenario #3] You're a Titan Shifter

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Annie Leonhart: She was a Titan Shifter, so when the explosion came from you she instantly knew what was happening. After that realization, Levi used you and Hange experimented on you, but you were still shocked and scared since that day. Believing everyone you know thought of you as nothing but worthless space she took you under her wing, but to do that she needed to comfort you, in her own special way.

"It's not all bad," Annie said. "You don't know how much you can contribute to your own kind."

"They look at me as if I am a monster, my friends -- my own friends look at me with such HATRED I didn't chose to be this way!" You cried.

"Then join me," She said, her eyes hard.

"Why?"

"Because I am one of you."

Mikasa Ackerman: It was a shock to her as when it was to you, yes she knew Eren was a Titan Shifter as did everyone else, but she was the only one that knew your secret.

"Please," You plead. "I won't hurt anybody, don't tell him please."

She knew you were telling the truth, it hurt her deep down. "I won't."

You smiled. "Thank you, I didn't mean to be this way, it just happened. I-- I didn't hurt anyone, no one!"

"It's okay, I know you won't hurt anyone. I won't look at you any differently nor will anyone else, and if they do they won't for long."

Sasha Braus: She never seen you so frighten after all her time with you, your body was shaking and she went over to you.

"You saved us," She began.

"I'm one of them." You said.

"Yes, but you saved us, you are still apart of humanity and I wouldn't have any of that delicious bread if it weren't for you. So please don't give up."

"I. . . thank you."

Ymir: She saw you fall, the wall not able to catch you, and soon a lightening strike stroke down on your body. She knew what it meant, and arrived your Titan form in all its glory. She didn't expect you of all people to be one, but she wasn't complaining. When you turned back you were crying, holding yourself.

"Why are you crying?" She said. "Someone as cute as you shouldn't be crying."

"Leave me alone, Ymir."

"Come on, Y/N." She sat next to you. "How about we go do something together, to keep your mind off of things? Go around town, y'know?"

"Sure, that seems. . .fun."

Christa Lenz: She saw you in the arms of Hange, being dug out of the huge flesh of the Titan you shifted into. She was in relief you weren't hurt nor did you turn against humanity, but she didn t expect the damage it left you mentally whenever you show of your other form.

"Am I really apart of humanity?"

"What do you mean?"

"I. . .I'm a Titan the very thing that eats you without any mercy. Chasing you down until you are nothing but body parts."

She forwned. "You are still one of us, Y/N. You are still my. . .it doesn't matter you use that Titan for the good of humanity that shows a lot.

"You really think so?"

"Yes." She looked at you. "I know you."

Hange Zoë: She took you in after Levi's orders because of yhe very thing you were, a Titan shifter, another one added to her collection of experiments. She didn't expect to open up to her, the doubts and need for comfort.

"Hello!" She walked in. "Y/N?"

She saw you with a gloom look in your eyes. "Oh hello, Hange. Another test?"

"Not today," She cocked an eyebrow. "What's seems to be the matter?"

"Are you really sure, that I, should be alive? I can be a threat to you, something that can end you in a single second."

"Y/N," She smiled, lifting her goggles from her eyes. "You are a Titan Shifter, an amazing one in fact, but although what you said was true no one believes that you will."

"Levi--"

"Nor does Levi -- not even me. You are something that can help us better understand Titans just like Eren. And I like your company."

"Thanks."

"Mhm," She hummed.

Hitch Dreyse: The news spread like wildfire, hearing that Annie was one, but not someone like you was one as well. She went to find you, if you were even still alive, and you laid on the ground with your eyes closed and dirt on your clothes.

"Y/N?"

You looked at her terrified. "Hitch!"

You sat up, and looked down shamed. "I suppose you heard about me."

"Yes," She spoke. "But, it's okay."

"No! It's not okay! They all hate me!"

"Y/N," She frowned. "I don't hate you."

"You should be, I am those damn creatures! Those damn--"

She hugged you. "No, you are still the person I know, and that won't change. Not for a second."

"How do you know?"

"Gut instinct."

"Liar."

"Okay, okay," She smiled. "Because I know you just won't, Y/N. That's it."

Yelana: She was very fond of titans. When she finally saw you shift into your Titan form, she was mesmerized. She would be anything to protect you against those that want you dead for a reason alone: you're a titan shifter. She wouldn't treat you any different, but she would come to find out you can handle yourself quite well in any circumstance. She found that pleasing most of all.

"I don't care that you're a titan shifter. It won't change anything."

"Thank you, Yelena."

Pieck: She was a titan shifter, not the most attractive looking. She didn't want you to see like you had to hide it, the people around you were all shifters, but-- then again, the comfort was all you needed at the moment when coming to realization of your reality. She would show you how to control things.

[my-moony-and-padfoot]

Healing

Word count: 1 600

TW/something you should know: So this fic is basically a part to an old fic of mine called "make it stop", but not really just kinda. (Meaning, good if you've read it, also good if you haven't might give you a bit more extra info but anyhow, doesn't really matter) So, this fic deals with sexual assault and kind of the feelings after a traumatic thing like this.

He twisted his fingers into Remus’ hair, pulling him into the kiss, forcing himself to lean more against the dark oak door. It felt safe and secure, he knew nothing would happen, never with Remus, but he couldn't help but let his mind wander. Suddenly feeling hands on him that weren't there, he knew that because one of Remus' arms was wrapped around his waist, hand gently resting on his hip while the other was holding his hand from leading him up to their dorm. That was it, but he couldn't help the feeling of hands roaming around his body without permission. It wasn't gentle like he was, it was rough, forced, and unwanted, so unlike Remus. He wanted this, so badly, but it was like his mind wouldn't let him enjoy it, no matter how hard he tried to push them away.

It started to get overwhelming, making Sirius drop the hand away from Remus' hair, dropping it to his shoulder. But Sirius couldn't find it in himself to tell Remus when he pulled back slightly to catch his breath. He used the time to try to steady his breathing, which had gotten faster and more uneven than it should've. He avoided eye contact, trying to gather the strength and courage to ask for a break when he felt Remus' hand slip away from his, fingers sliding underneath his chin, tipping it up so he would look at him.

“Everything okay, love?” He asked softly, leaning away from Sirius to give him space if he needed it. He could feel the way his body trembled and how his breathing got even faster and uneven than it already was. Sirius nodded quickly, closing his eyes so he wouldn't have to look at Remus, which just made him all the more worried. “Are you sure?”

“Y-yeah,” Sirius said, trying to smile to make him less worried, but when he looked at Remus again, his eyes were shiny and blown wide, and not for the reason he'd like them to be. He just shook his head before Remus could respond, reaching up to dry his eyes with his sleeves. “M’fine.” He whispered brokenly, tears starting to trail down his cheeks.

“Hey, Sirius baby, no shh.” He let go of Sirius, standing back even more. “It's okay if you're not, look at me, please?” Sirius shook his head, hiding his face in his arms, sliding down the door to sit on the floor, slowly bringing his knees up to his chest to curl up on himself. Remus kneeled in front of him, going to stop Sirius from pulling on his hair, but quickly realised he probably wouldn't want to be touched right now, so he pulled his hand back, trying to figure something out to help him.

“M’sorry.” He whispered, hiccuping as he cried. “I-”

“It's okay, don't be sorry. It's okay, baby.” He soothed, trying to keep his voice calm and not let the worry seep into it, knowing it would only upset him further. “It's okay to get overwhelmed or scared, I'm not mad at you or upset with you. It's okay, I promise.”

“S-sorry. Didn' mean to.” He whispered, shaking his head. “I'm sorry.”

“Don't apologise, love. It's really okay, I promise it's okay.” Sirius shook his head again, letting out a quiet sob and twisting his hand ever more into his hair. “What can I do to help? Please, sweetheart, let me help?”

“I-i don' know… Rem I-i don't.”

“That's okay, that's okay.” He soothed, trying to figure something out to help him. His breathing was starting to get out of control, fast and choppy as he struggled to breathe in. “Do you think I can touch you? Just your hand, baby. Don't have to-” Sirius anxiously searched for Remus' hand, who took the trembling one into both of his, holding on gently, rubbing small circles into his wrist with his thumb.

“I'm sorry.”

“Shh,” Remus whispered. “No more saying sorry, it's okay. Got nothing to apologise for.” Sirius nodded slightly, but it did nothing to calm down his breathing or the sobs that wrecked through his body as he cried. “Could you maybe try to take some deep breaths? I know it's hard, but could you try? I'll help you, baby.”

He nodded again, holding Remus' hand tighter, trying his bed to listen to the instructions he was given, breathe in, breathe out. It shouldn't be this hard, but it felt like an impossible task, he tried, but it was as if his lungs just wouldn't let him take in the air. In through your nose. He nodded subconsciously, taking in a shaky, slow breath, hiccuping as he did so, more tears making their way down his cheeks. Out through your mouth. He let out an equally shaky breath, trying his best to repeat the previous set of instructions.

It took a long while before Sirius managed to calm down his breathing, it was still slightly elaborated, but at least he wasn't gasping for air anymore. He was sure he wouldn't have been able to do it without the gentle encouragement from Remus, without him being there and repeating the instructions, breathing with him, it would've felt harder than it actually was.

“I love you,” Remus whispered, smiling sadly as Sirius looked up, his eyes were red and puffy from the tears, cheeks blushed and sticky looking, pieces of hair sticking to them. He moved so he'd be slightly closer, letting go of his hand so he could reach to wipe away the rest of the tears. Sirius leaned into the touch, smiling slightly as Remus cupped his cheeks. “Can I hug you?”

Sirius nodded quickly, throwing his arms around Remus' neck, and hugging him tightly. Remus hugged him back, kissing the side of his head and rubbing his back slowly to ground him. “I'm here, baby. I love you.”

“I-i love you.” He whispered, sniffling sadly. “ ‘m sorry, moony.”

“What are you saying sorry for, hmm?” He asked, running his hand down his back. Sirius lifted his head after a moment, looking back at Remus, who frowned, wiping away the tears. “You have nothing to be sorry for, angel. Absolutely nothing.”

“Ruined this.” He whispered, gesturing to the small space between them. Remus shook his head, taking Sirius' hand into his and kissing his forehead. “But-”

“Haven't ruined a thing, love. Don't worry.” He nodded, looking away for a moment. “I mean it, it's really okay.”

“Okay.”

“Sirius?” He hummed, looking back up at Remus, who smiled softly, brushing a strand of hair behind his ear. “We don't have to do anything you're not comfortable with. If you're not ready, it's okay. I'm not going anywhere, baby.”

“I- I am, I swear.” He whispered. “Moony- I want to. I do. But I just- I can't help the thoughts. It's stupid.”

“It's not,” Remus said, making sure to look him in the eyes. “You had something very awful happen to you, Something traumatic. It's okay to get overwhelmed, it's bound to happen y'know?”

“But like- I know you'd never…” Sirius whispered, tears starting to burn in his eyes again as he looked at Remus, hoping he would understand without him having to actually say the words that made him feel sick to his stomach. “I know that. I do. But sometimes I just- it's so stupid ‘cause it's you and I trust you and I love you, so it's stupid to think it would- But I want to. I want to, I really do, Rem.”

“It's not stupid, baby. I promise it's not.” He said, caressing Sirius' cheek gently. “Healing takes time, and we can’t rush it even if we'd like to, and it’s okay to take time. I won’t go anywhere, no matter how long it takes, love.”

“What if… What if I never-” he stuttered, looking up at Remus, eyes filled with tears and so lost, looking for something to pull him out of the deep depths of his thoughts. “I can’t stop thinking about it.” Sirius cried, leaning back against Remus who held him tightly, hoping to make him feel better, at least a little. “It’s a-always there an’ I just… I hate it. It makes me feel so bad. Make it go away, Remus please.”

“Shh, shh, it’s okay,” He soothed, kissing his head, letting his lips linger there for a moment. Feeling tears of his own start to burn in his eyes as he listened to the heartbreaking cries. “I’m trying, baby. Shh, it’s okay. It’ll be okay.”

“I'm here, and I'll be here, angel. Always with you, hmm?” Sirius nodded, letting out shaky breaths as he tried to get his breathing back under control. He felt better while being held by Remus, those warm, safe arms wrapped around him, slowly rubbing his back. “I love you, Siri.”

“I-i love you, Rem.”

Remus kissed his head again, burrowing his nose into his hair as Sirius calmed down, tears slowly turning into small sniffles and breathing returning to its normal calm pace. “Wanna go to bed, have a little cuddle? We could have some tea and maybe chocolate, sound good?”

Sirius hummed, lifting his head to look at Remus but not leaning too far away from the warm embrace. “You willing to share?” He asked with a little laugh, Remus smiled, cupping his cheeks and wiping away the rest of the mostly dried out tears.

“Only with you,” He whispered, leaning in to give him a chaste kiss, then kissing his nose to make Sirius laugh like it always did. “C'mon, help me up, love ”Sirius laughed again as he got up from the floor, holding his hands out so he could get up as well, he pulled Remus close, and back into a hug, not wanting to stay away for longer than necessary.

A/N:

Hellooo, long time no see. Actually not that long but feels like an eternity

I have been in a bit of a writers block, not even a bit it's a massive wall that won't budge but I managed to get this out of my nonexistent brain. Also, school and being more social than all through summer has drained me a bit, so I'm sorry for the lack of posting and such.

Hopefully you enjoyed (as much as you can) this, and if you wish to read the fic this is loosely a second part to, it's here it took forever for me to find this, I post way too much people

Take care of yourself and have a nice day/night/evening <3

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[doggvtz]

afterparty

pairing: eddie munson and reader

pronouns: they/them

warnings: nothing too bad, just some suggestive things.

desc: waking up in eddie munson's arms.

w.c: 560

Slivers of sun poured from behind the blackout curtain, blinding you with its bright morning glow. You shift, unable to get comfortable with whatever was holding you tightly. You feel smothered, your face being smooshed against something cold. Groaning, you peel one eye open to see what it was. A chest. Your face was being smothered by a chest. You peel your other eye open, a yawn tearing itself from you. You try reaching your hands up to rub your eyes, but you find yourself unable to do so. Your eyebrows furrow, and you hear a sigh. Looking up, you see a face surrounded by long, curly brown hair. You squint, confused. Looking around as best as you can, you see the room you're in is plastered in metal band posters, and an electric guitar hung up in front of a standing mirror.

"What the...?" you mutter, feeling more confused now than before.

"Mornin', sweetheart."

You jump slightly, looking at the face in front of you. It was plastered in a tired smile.

"Sorry, didn' mean to scare ya." He yawned, taking a cold hand from your waist to cover his mouth. "How're you feeling?"

You think for a moment, and shake your head. "I don't know." Tongue in cheek, you look around again. "What happened?"

"What, don't remem'er?" He yawns again, this time sitting up, pulling his entire weight away from you. You shake your head. He chuckles. "That... might be for the best."

Your eyes widen, and you sit up as well. Looking around again, you let out a sigh of disbelief, meeting his eyes. "Don't tell me... did we...?" you motion between yourself and him. It's his turn to be shocked, holding his hands out in front of his chest.

"Oh, no! No, nothin' like that." He chuckles, shaking his head. "You got really drunk last night."

"How... when..." you furrow your eyebrows, puzzled.

"At this Halloween party. I wouldn't have gone, if your friend hadn't insisted." He clicks his tongue. "She and her boyfriend left early. I'm assuming they were your ride...?"

You think for a moment, then sigh. Right. The fucking party. You remember now.

"Yeah, yeah they were."

"I figured." He shakes his head. "I didn't know where you lived, so I just... brought you here."

"I don't get it." You sigh. "Why'm I in your bed? If we didn't, y'know, do anything."

He laughs. "Well, I was gonna sleep on the couch, but you practically begged me to stay with you."

"So you did?"

He nods. "That's not a problem, right?"

You shake your head, looking at your hands. "No, it isn't." You glance at him. Staring at him now, the sun peeking through, you got a good look at him. Brown eyes, fair skin, tattoos. It takes you a minute to realize who he was.

"You okay, sweetheart?" He asks, eyes flicking about your face.

You nod with a small smile. "Yeah, yeah." You chuckle lightly. "Just realizing who I'm in bed with, s'all."

"Yeah?" He cocks an eyebrow. "And who's that?"

You shake your head. "Eddie Munson." Stretching, you lay on your side.

"'n that doesn't bother you?"

"No. It doesn't." You smile gently. "What bothers me is that I'm still tired."

He laughs. "Yeah, it is still early." He flinches when you wrap a hand around his forearm.

"Lay with me? Just a little longer?"

He smiles, and lays beside you. "Okay."

"An' hold me?" You ask.

He chuckles gently, wrapping an arm around your waist. "Sure, sweetheart."

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