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yeehawbvby · 2 years

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Falling Away With You | Ch. 16*

Sebastian x F!Reader and M. Rasmodius x F!Reader

Rating: Mature/Explicit

Chapter Summary: Let’s give it up for round 2!! Enjoy! >:3c

Author’s Note: Pls do not judge for the corny Legend of Zelda alternatives weunfjksdmcx. SVE continuity, and whatever

Speaking of which, y'all finally get to meet Victor! A wonderful bachelor from the SVE mod, imo.

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“Nice to finally meet you.” The average-height (big day for short people!), Gotoroan stranger smiles warmly, reaching to shake my hand.

“Finally?” I take his hand in mine, but rather than looking at him I turn to Seb and grin. A big, goofy, punchable grin.

He rolls his eyes. “I might’ve mentioned you once or twice.”

“All good things,” Victor reassures.

I look back at him with a playful glare in my eyes. I don’t know him well enough to be an ass yet, but it’s tempting to challenge him. Interrogate him, even.

As we walk back down the hill from the train station, I’m sandwiched between the two men, but keep closer to Seb for comfort. I’d hoped he fucked the nerves out of me, but nope! They’re still there! Still just as bad with strangers as always.

While they catch up with each other, I take in the pretty surroundings, my eyes lingering on Linus. He’s sat by a small campfire outside of his tent, munching on a fish that he must’ve caught and baked over the open flame himself.

I’ve been meaning to try and talk to him, as he seems nicer than the townsfolk make him out to be, but never have the courage or the time to follow through. Maybe if I can get him alone sometime — the less people around, the better, when it comes to my social abilities — I’ll have the guts to strike up a conversation. That’s an endeavor for another day.

When we arrive back to the basement, I shuffle through my bag for the character sheets I brought along. Thankfully, they didn’t get crumpled when I abandoned them for… a more noble cause.

“What class do you want?” Seb me asks from across the room, unfolding the playing mat.

“Whatever’s available, I ain’t picky. I just can’t DM.”

“I’ve got that covered,” Victor adds.

“You usually go warrior, yeah?” Seb asks him. I’m assuming he answered with a nod, because I don’t hear a verbal follow up. “That leaves us with wizard and healer.”

“Fine, dibs on healer then.”

I don’t bother bringing the other sheets to the table, wanting to save as much judgment as possible. I skulk over, holding the paper against me like a fucking gremlin bracing onto its treasure. I’m a little worried about this, and not just because my design is corny — think: magical girl, but with a cloak on — but rather because I’ve never done a campaign in-person before. Usually they’ve been with randos on the internet. No pressure to perform with people I’ll never meet.

Victor had a figure made of his character apparently, which I enviously eyeball while Seb flips through a lined notebook for his own. I know this guy is rich but I can’t help but imagine that lil’ model costing a fortune if he commissioned it. Or maybe he made it himself?

A quiet lil “ah” sounds from across the table as Seb settles on the page he wants. Maybe it was dumb to feel embarrassed about my own OC. He just has a… collage, we’ll call it, of a generic anime guy wearing various wizard-y garments, pointy hat and all. A real Hogwarts!AU Ravenclaw!Sasuke looking motherfucker. It is truly so poorly photoshopped, and appears to be taped into place next to the (surprisingly) neatly-written stats.

I stifle a laugh, which only goes noticed by Seb, who sneers at me beneath his hair. Modern!AU Sasuke looking motherfucker…

“Ready?”

Seb and I look to the source and nod, and Victor dives right into our plot, scattering some small plastic props across the board to set the scene.

The game lasts a short few hours, and goes a lot more smoothly than I’d anticipated. Once I got into the swing of things, and rolled a few lucky 20s, I felt more comfortable with myself and my character. The three of us absolutely crushed it, too.

Victor and Seb were both downed during our final boss, and because of a pretty mediocre roll, I was only able to resurrect one. I asked them to roll for the opportunity, not really knowing who the better option of the two was – leaving up to fate, if you will. Much to Victor’s chagrin, Seb rolled higher. We won even without Victor, though, and with a good rating.

It helped that the story was influenced heavily by a mish-mosh of The Legend of Lonk plot lines. Made things easier for me to follow, and helped me know what to expect from the mobs that weren’t canon to Solarian Chronicles. I noticed it during our game, but kept quiet, not wanting to mess with the flow. Victor admitted he took some creative inspiration after we wrapped up.

“Fucking nerd,” Seb muses.

“They’re good games!”

“No, yeah, I agree,” I nod in Victor’s defense. “Lonk is a fucking masterpiece of a series.”

Seb groans while Victor excitedly asks, “Oh, you play too?!” I nod. “Which game is your favorite?” Yeees, ask me more about my hyperfixations!

“Air of the Wild, for sure.”

“That one’s so good, maybe second or third in my books. I’m personally more into Skyward Spear myself.”

“God damnit,” Seb mumbles to himself. Victor and I both ignore him.

“Did you hear they’re remaking it?”

Victor beams. “Seriously?!”

“Yeah! It might push Air of the Wild 2 back a year or, like, three , which sucks, but it should be out by Winter Star. At least, that’s what I’ve read.”

“Are they only improving the graphics, though? Or is it a full, mechanics-based remaster?”

“I dunno, I think they’re just —“

“I’m gonna order some food,” Seb quietly declares, opening up a delivery app on his phone. He saunters across the room to his bong and starts, I dunno, setting it up? I’ve never Done The Weed, I have no idea what he’s doing with that thing.

“You’re not going to offer us anything?” Victor pouts.

“Oh, now you want to pay attention to me?”

I laugh, “Are you grumpy that we’re bonding without you?”

He sits back in his stool and glares at me while taking a hit. “‘Course not.”

“Fucking tsundere.”

Victor starts making grabby hands at the bong, and Sebastian reluctantly passes it over. Coughing through his words after a long rip, he asks, “Wanna get that greasy stuff you Ferngillians try to pass off as Gotoroan food?”

Seb shrugs, crinkling his nose slightly. “I was feeling pizza.”

They both turn to me, expecting me to make the decision. “Fuck. Uhh. Gotoroan sounds good.” I give Seb an apologetic shrug.

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Victor fell asleep on the couch promptly after downing a full carton of fried rice, because munchies I guess? I dunno. I was having fun getting to know him, but semi-private time with Seb is nice. Super welcomed, honestly. My social battery was starting to feel drained, and Sebastian knows how to charge that shit right back up somehow.

We’re leaning on each other on his bed, with our backs against the wall, and watching those stupid, quick recipe/craft videos. You know, like on Buzzfeed and whatever. Stuffing the last piece of the communal veggie tempura roll into my mouth, I can’t help but choke on a little giggle, directed at how much Seb has been giggling. This man is delightful when he’s high.

“It’s funny because it’s stupid!” he strongly defends.

“I didn’t even say anything!”

“You thought about it.”

He’s right. “You know you would fully hate this if you were sober,” I point out.

“‘You know you would fully hate this if you were sober.’” So high-pitched… Yoba, do I really sound that annoying to him?

“Mock me all you want, you know it’s true!”

He scoffs, “Fuck yourself.”

“I’d rather you do it for me,” I quip back half-jokingly.

He doesn’t respond for a few long seconds, seemingly zoning out on my screen as he tries to buffer what I said. Seb finally finds my eyes and sweet mother of god he looks like he wants to ravage me.

“You wanna?” he offers, his voice quiet and husky.

Tempting, but—

“Bro, Victor’s right there, why the fuck would I wanna?”

“Bro, the bathroom is right there,” he suggests, gesturing towards the door to our left.

A fair point. I can’t tear my eyes from his stare, god he’s so fucking hot. My horny goblin brain is urging me to accept, but I dunno, it would be a little weird with someone right beside us… only separated by a few-seconds walk to the door… would it?

As if he saw the gears turning in my head, Seb decides for me. He scoops me up over his shoulder like I weigh nothing and carries me into the washroom.

“Is this necessary?” I grumble into his shoulder blade. I could’ve walked myself in here but I can’t even be mad.

After taking care to shut and lock the door quietly, he settles me down, placing a towel on the counter for cushioning purposes before pushing my back against it. I can feel the slight flush of being upside down for a little bit removing itself from my face.

Well, that, and I’m probably just rosy from being, like… tossed around.

“Yes,” he softly asserts. “Unless you don’t like being handled like that.”

“I don’t not like it,” I confess.

The corner of his mouth curls up at my reply, and he takes my cheeks between his hands, kissing my forehead. Aww.

I get on my tippy toes, and right before I can reach my lips up to his, he flips me around and leans over my form, forcing me to bend over the sink, just inches from my reflection. I shoulda known better than to trust so easily. His hands are firmly on top of mine, as if he’s worried I’ll leave. He probably doesn’t realize I wouldn’t give this up for anything.

With my ass pressed to Seb’s groin, I can feel how stiff he is. I tantalizingly sway my hips a little, eyeing him through the mirror. He sucks in his lower lip and fights back, his grip on my hands tightening as he lightly thrusts onto the back of my skirt, hiking it up a little in the process. Shit. Well played, nerd. I fight back, pressing my booty towards him just a little.

He puts more weight on me, winding the breath from my lungs a little. But it’s fine, because he’s using the closer contact to nibble my neck, and holy shit this is making me feel tingly. His bluntly pointed canines piercing into my skin, just enough to not draw blood, send goosebumps across my body.

Hm, I kind of wish there was blood…?

Fuck it, vampire kink.

“S’that all you’ve got, emo boy?” I heckle.

The reflection of his dark eyes stab mine while I fiendishly grin at him. Without saying a word, he lowers his face back down.

After gently licking and kissing the area, he bites again, in the same spot, hard. No blood, but I still wince, like, in a good way. A weird half-gasp, half-moan comes out at the feeling. I repeat the noise as he leans back, takes a fistful of my hair, and tugs it towards him like reins. While this is going on he cups his hand over my mouth.

“Careful, (y/l/n),” he growls into my ear, “Unless you want Vic to hear you…”

I shake my head “no”, knowing damn well I look like a wreck. I love foreplay, but good lord I just want him to fuck me up already.

“If I move my hand, can you stay quiet for me?”

I nod again, pleading with my eyes.

Seb slowly lifts his palm from my mouth as if he’s diffusing a bomb, claiming his other hand back as well. He begins removing his jeans — a sound I'm now happily familiar with — followed by his boxers. I reach back, desperate to feel him, but he bats my hand away. Lame .

I turn away from his reflection to look at him directly, glaring as I shimmy my skirt off. Glowering back down at me with somewhat of a carnal look in his bloodshot eyes, he spits into his hand – I’m assuming it’s for lubricative purposes.

I accidentally let out a blissful hum just because of how lewd that looked, and face forward again, but not before receiving a hard slap to my ass. He shoots me a wink too. Cheeky bastard. I bite my lip to hold back another noise and push my underwear to the side. I’m way too eager for him to be inside me.

Seb smacks my ass again, catching me off guard and forcing out an airy, almost squeaky moan. I probably have fucking hearts in my eyes at this point, I think to myself, gazing up to his reflection. If this is my punishment, keep it coming, baby.

“Off completely.”

Staying bent over the counter, I slink the fabric down my hips, letting them fall once they’re past my mid-thigh. The moment they had gotten beneath my ass, Seb firmly groped my left cheek with his respective hand, stroking himself in preparation with his right.

He teases my entrance — pushing his head in enough for me to shiver with pleasure, but retracting it rather than going deeper.

Seb does this a few times, coating me with enough impatience, frustration, and primal need that I didn’t notice myself digging my nails into my palms. I see Seb lock onto the crescents on my skin, and he directs both of my arms behind my back.

Folding my forearms over one another, he locks his hands into mine. This is almost romantic.

“Just squeeze my hands,” he offers into my ear. “Don’t hurt yourself, darling.”

I tilt my head to face him, sneaking a kiss before mumbling a dreamy “Okay.”

Ok, fuck, it is romantic.

Lost in thought and not entirely noticing that his cock was still up against my entrance, he takes me by surprise when he slips in. No hands needed, huh? Am I that wet?

“That wet for me?” he grins, more than satisfied with himself. Fucking telepath.

“Shut up,” I whimper, my grip on his hands tightening.

He slams into me, a loud smack filling the room. I gasp, do my fucking best to keep quiet by promptly sucking in my lips.

“Make me.” He punctuates his demand with another smack of his hips against my backside. I never thought it would be so hard to not make sex noises.

“Oh, whoops,” he evilly chuckles, “Guess you can’t.” He wiggles my hands around behind me in the same way people make small animals “dance” by moving their lil’ baby paws around.

I defiantly shove myself back, knowing it won’t shut him up, but that it’ll definitely convey the message I’m trying to send: You’re a dick.

Seb lets go of one of my hands, takes both of my wrists in one of his fists, and he pulls, arching my back to meet his chest again. He firmly wraps his fingers around my throat — as he puts pressure onto those convenient arteries that’ll make me see stars, he tugs my face back far enough for me to see his.

A strangled moan escapes me as he starts moving again, still slowly, but with more precision and depth this time around. I try to kiss him, but the hand on my neck is firmly keeping me in place. His eyes are boring into mine like moths drawn to a flame, and he’s smiling madly. For fuck’s sake, the control he has over me is turning me on so much.

“Seb, please, I need more,” I struggle to plead out, blatantly due to his grip on me. “Fuck me.”

“Hmm, should I?” he sadistically wonders aloud. He speeds up just a little, and I can’t help the noises that escape me. “You might have to try harder than that.”

“Mmn, please, dude.”

He takes his hand off of my throat to brush away tears that I didn’t realize were rolling out of my eyes.

“Oh, you poor thing,” he notes, rubbing his thumb across my cheek. There isn’t even a tiny smidge of real pity in his voice. It’s purely for his entertainment. Curling his fingers around my chin, he keeps torturing me. “But… ‘please’? That’s all you’ve got?”

Yearning for comfort, I bury my face into his neck to absorb the sound of my fucking agony while I let out a groan and hope he gives me what I want. Preferably soon.

“Sebastian, please,” I beg. “Just blow my back out, fucker,” I add on, the words coming out as a stupid, whiney, frustrated moan more than a command.

Seb looks satisfied – proud of me, even – as he stops thrusting.

He grins and tugs me by the chin to finally give the sloppy, passionate kiss I was yearning for when I was first pulled back like this, and then pushes my face down towards the towel. Before I know it, he’s annihilating my cunt. His hand’s on the back of my neck and holding me firmly in place. I’m totally at his will. There’s no way on god’s green earth that I’m going to be able to keep my mouth shut.

I yoink one of my hands free so I can ball up some of the towel in front of me. I need to use it to muffle the yelps that are escaping my throat.

“Holy fucking shit, Sebastian~,” I yell into the towel.

“You want me to be this rough, babe?” I can’t tell if he’s talking dirty, or if the question is genuine. I can’t see enough of his face to determine it, either — the tears that were once trickling down from desperation are now replaced by those of pleasure.

I lean up enough so he can hear me clearly, and lay my cheek on the towel that’s now damp from my saliva. Gross.

“ Yes, oh my god yes.”

“You want more?”

I nod, desperately. “Please~”

Seb laughs sadistically, “‘Course you do… such a perfect little slut.” The insult, or term of endearment, or whatever the fuck that was supposed to be sends a chill across my skin. My boyfriend speeds up in the meantime, not sacrificing force by any means. “Shit, you feel incredible.”

Oh my god. With a death-grip on the towel, I break the other hand free from Seb’s clutch. Urgently needing to feel more, I snake my hand down to my clit. It’s not that Sebastian isn’t enough, but more that I’m feeling so much at once. This feels like the final piece to the puzzle, or whatever .

“Seb, harder.”

Moaning lowly, he firmly digs his hands into my sides, his hips moving more erratically with time. My head feels foggy with bliss, but I match my hand and my own hips to his pace the best I can.

Completely overwhelmed, my body doesn’t even give me a fair warning before I cum.

“Oh shit,” I laugh, sounding absolutely insane from the overstimulation. High off of it, even. “Holy fucking shit, I’m cumming Sebby~” I didn’t mean to call him that. But I think it flew right over his head anyway.

Seb leans over, his tall frame towering over mine, leaning his face into my hair. He mutters onto my scalp, peppering it with kisses here and there. “So good, love, you’re doing so fucking good .”

I use both hands to lean up from my folded position, to help give him some more leverage, and our eyes meet through the mirror as we moan together. My arms and legs are shaking. It’s taking every muscle in my body to stay on my feet.

“Pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease,” I whisper with each swift thrust. I don’t even know what the fuck it is I’m begging for, but Seb seems to.

He wraps around my torso, sneaks under my shirt, and grips the everliving shit out of my boob. A stress ball, of sorts. Seb then reaches his other hand around, effectively locking me in place, and strums my clit for me. I welcome the overstimulation with a heady mewl, making my partner smile down at my reflection.

Placing one small hand atop the larger one covering my tit, I wrap my other arm behind myself to pull him down, mumbling frantic curses into his mouth while I attempt to kiss his stupid perfect lips. Our sweaty foreheads are plastered to each other as he wrings another orgasm out of me in record time.

“Fuck,” I practically weep, “You’re so goddamn good oh my fucking god!”

He laughs, his voice lilting with pleasure. “Thaaat’s it baby, cum all over my cock.” Holy shit . “You feel so perfect, cumming around me with that tight little pussy of yours.” Holy shit holy fucking shit he is so hot.

Just when I’m starting to feel weak and eased from my comedown, Seb asks, “Fuck, where do you want me?”

What a gentleman, waiting for me to cum for the upteenth time today before doing so only his second. I owe him.

“Inside me,” I basically plead, hazy stars coating my vision while he continues stuffing me. “Please, I’m on the pill, please just don’t fucking stop.” I might snap again holy shit, is this guy actually a fucking wizard? I’ve never even managed to get myself off this many times in one session.

His dazed eyes scan mine, “You sure?”

I nod, “Please, I need your cum Seb.” A bit dramatic, but it feels like the truth at this moment.

He dips down to kiss me but winds up moaning, loudly , right into my mouth instead. He lets out a delicious, breathy laugh, and groans, “Fuck, I love you so much holy shit.” WHAT? “Mmmfuck~”

Shocked and full of butterflies, an unfortunate squeak makes its way past my lips — and we were doing so well today! A fog seizes my vision, while the combination of his confession and his throbbing length in me send me to the moon and back. This is some sort of fairytale shit.

Our heavy breaths echo throughout the room as he pulses through both our orgasms. I fumble my back onto the sink for support afterwards, quickly wiping myself down before shakily pulling my skirt and panties back up.

My eyes are glued to Sebastian’s, mesmerized. Inspecting him, I’m trying to decipher if he meant what he’d said, or if it was just his horny gremlin brain talking.

He’s normally so… cool. Sweetest guy ever, but still your typical edgelord bad boy. Definitely doesn’t read as the type who would spill his deepest feelings while fucking someone’s brains out.

He stares back, not much of an expression other than wide eyes on his face. “Fuck.”

“Sebastian,” I sing, raising a brow. Yoba, I can’t stop smiling.

“I didn’t mean for it to happen like that, I just got lost in the moment, it just like—,” he grunts, leaning his arms over the counter, placing his head atop mine. Locking me in yet again. He shouts “Fuck!” into my hair.

“Seb…”

He backs up, hands on his face as he paces in what little space we have here. Before turning towards me again, he pulls his pants up. Thank god . It was getting hard not to let out an inappropriate giggle at a man free-balling a nervous breakdown.

“I’m so sorry (y/n) that was so stupid. That is not how I wanted to—“

“Sebastian.” I walk up to him and take his cheeks in my hands, forcing him to look down at me. “Did you mean it?”

He takes a minute, scanning my face, and eventually nods apprehensively. “Yeah,” he whispers.

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vantaesfairie · 1 year

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my reader feedback

these are all feedback from people who have gotten readings from me in the past, i have copied and pasted them from my inbox and dms. usernames have been blocked out partially for privacy.

*****etessvalentine asked:

Thanks so much for the reading! It resonates a lot, especially the imposter syndrome cause i don't even know how i'm here. Anyway have a great weekend!

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Thank you for answering my question. I'm really glad to hear we can have a stable foundation together before any romance happens 👀 I also appreciate the energy you put into the reading. Tysm!! 💕

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Aww , I can’t believe I guessed right. I was afraid at first that I was just projecting, because I’m a hopeless romantic. I’m so excited and can’t wait to meet him. Thank you so much for this. You’re so great at this!!!!

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Yeah indeed I feel more open than before with my emotions/feelings cuz I tend to self sabotage myself always haha 😃 and you're so on point in everything! Thank you love, I hope we can have the chance/opportunity to have more like this! I enjoyed it!

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Thank you for your response and time, take care!

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I just saw my reading! I apologize for late reply. Everything you stated about me having a motherly energy and enjoying nature is very true, and the reading truly spoke to me. YESSSS, I'm have a graduation celebration soon ! Yes, I value and care about those who are close to me. I do think he doesn't like me romantically. I appreciate it; I had a great time reading this. very thankful

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Thank you so much for such a great reading and taking the time and energy to do it! Appreciate it. Actually, I was shocked because I'm really introverted or more of a loner type and I've often wondered what would happen if I got into a committed relationship and they didn't respect my space. Since this is such a big deal to me, your mention of it actually made me sigh with relief lol. Yes, I too value my time and like to do things on my own, and sometimes my social battery runs out immediately so I prefer to take time away from ppl. I CANNOT TAKE IT, THIS IS SO SWEET! LIKE THE READING AS A WHOLE IS VERY NICE I'm incredibly excited to eventually meet this person. Thank you so much once again for this amazing reading, it resonated so much.

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Feedback: thanks so much this resonated! Honestly the part about hiding emotions can be both 😅 but i will work on my part. And the teen part resonates too, it’s not so bright now but I’m glad that’s changing 🤍

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shadowgamerhalo · 2 years

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Hello there, welcome to this blog. I am Shadow and here's what you need to know before interacting.

-As of 2023 I am 21 years old, introvert, genderfluid aroace polyamorous lesbian , norse heathen witch, who has unspecified neurodivergences and disability.

-Personally I'd sum up my personality as chaotic, tired, and socially inept. I have trouble with social interactions at times, either forgetting how to interact with people normally, low spoons, or my social battery is dead.

-My vocabulary changes from fanciful wording to the weirdest slang. Example. Whilst I enjoy the yeeting of my blorbo around my cerebral cortex, I am up for putting them into the salad spinner for their uwu crimes. You stick around on this blog, and you will find more of that I assure you.

-My genderfluidity is a mystery to even myself sometimes, so I tend to go by they/them for simplicity. I'd say I'm still figuring out what some of my genders are, though I'd say none of them fall strictly into masculine or feminine categories, even if I like more feminine or masculine pronouns at times.

-I use the term lesbian cause it feels right. I am not attracted to men in the slightest. Edit: changed cause well, figured out identity stuff. Aroace, short for aromantic and asexual. I also am polyamorous. For anyone curious I am single, mainly because I don't know how people flirt and talking to people is hard.

-I am in many fandoms, that it has become a game of what fandom I shall fall into next. That also means my brain is full of so much fictional knowledge that I wonder if I will run out of space in my brain.

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-Asks in my inbox are more than welcome, expect inconsistencies as answering asks depends on my mental health and energy levels.

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michaelgruberfan · 1 year

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Directory: Home Tag Guide Archive Youtube Currently I am considering making a youtube channel in order to post longer videos however I have mixed feelings over doing it if youd like this LET ME KNOW! This blog got made and have been active ever since ~Dec 6th 2022 Currently this blog is only ran by one person, I mostly use He/ Him and I am a adult in college ^ ^ I made this blog because all of the previous Gruber fan blogs are no longer active (right now I the latest one I found stopped posting around 2018 and Gruber's official website going down ~2014 with the last update to it being in 2011 (iirc)) and I needed a place to post about Gruber and hopefully find more fans! I am the person who did the big update on Gruber's wikipedia page (X) adding a LARGE bulk of the shows he's been in. Currently I am working on adding a better/ more detailed story of his life along with adding a section about the musicals he's written. This blog runs on a queue for most posts which is typically filled with enough posts to keep it running for months no matter how active I am, however I try to keep adding posts whenever I can! I try to focus on posting about things from his time in NY-Now (~1989-Present) however I will eventually go back and add some of the other stuff he's done (such as the stuff from his highschool diving career and such) however I am avoiding doing that as much as possible because I don't want people to only focus on Gruber when he was younger cause hes done SO many other things since that no one talks about. So don't expect many posts about it. I sometimes just talk on this blog and those posts will be tagged with "Not Gruber" if you don't want to see those, self reblogs, or most asks just go through the "Michael Gruber" tag I will ALWAYS keep my ask box and post submission open, and my dms will always be open if you ever want to talk to me about gruber!! ^ ^ I AM ALWAYS HAPPY TO TALK ABOUT GRUBER!!! as long as youre nice So never feel worried to dm or ask me about anything!! Finally I am ALWAYS looking for more memorabilia and if you want to sell something to me feel free to dm i'd be beyond happy to set up for next to anything!

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piercedpressure · 2 years

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hmmmm Myrna for the oc thing. Or. The Butcher ♥️

ill do both!!! under read more cause it gets long :'D

Full Name: Myrna the Death-Touched Gender and Sexuality: Butch trans woman + Lesbian Pronouns: She/it Ethnicity: Filipino Birthplace and Birthdate: Unknown, but was found on an island called The Spine Guilty Pleasures: i've got no idea honestly Phobias: Mirrors, the dark, abandonment What They Would Be Famous For: in canon, she's technically the last and only god of death What They Would Get Arrested For: she's also a god of death with a bounty for her head OC You Ship Them With: she has a brief romance with a girl named Erin <3 OC Most Likely To Murder Them: her older sister Argo lol Favorite Movie/Book Genre: it would be fantasy probably! Least Favorite Movie/Book Cliche: she wouldn't wanna touch tragedy tbh Talents and/or Powers: she has immortality! but it hurts so not really a good thing. shes also great at fighting and climbing. it doesn't know the full extent of her god powers yet and would rather keep it that way honestly Why Someone Might Love Them: she tries her best to be a kind and is very open-minded. does what she can to help people Why Someone Might Hate Them: she could end up enabling someone's worst traits when she tries to be supportive... starts out as kind of an avoidant type :") How They Change: after a long, long time of internal conflict, it lets herself get angry and comes to a place where she recognizes that she can stop a cycle. she lets herself be loved after having been convinced she's meant to be hated for a long time! Why You Love Them: its kind of hard to explain but shes my first oc, so her growth as a character is intertwined with how ive grown as a person. she struggles with the same things i do, and writing her has always been me being honest with myself and the world. her story is something deeply personal to me, and i hope to show it one day so that others who struggle with the same stuff can have a story i needed when i was a kid :") and also shes just fucking kickass

Full Name: Marcelo Castillo [REDACTED] Gender and Sexuality: Genderfluid Butch + Lesbian Pronouns: He/she Ethnicity: Filipino Birthplace and Birthdate: fantasy philippines LOL she's probably a taurus or pisces so? Guilty Pleasures: i've got no idea. maybe [REDACTED] Phobias: VERY scared of huge parts of bright white What They Would Be Famous For: she's a mortician and also a hitman so depends on where you hear him from! What They Would Get Arrested For: hes a hitman, OC You Ship Them With: CHERIE FULTON!!!!!!! (FRIENDS PC) and also npcs named issan and plutus. butcherie is gonna be canon eventually but im slowly convincing my dm about the rest OC Most Likely To Murder Them: smiles.... some of the other players follow me so i wont say hehe Favorite Movie/Book Genre: HUGE fan of murder mysteries. agatha christie is her bestie Least Favorite Movie/Book Cliche: he gets secondhand embarrassment reading romance novels Talents and/or Powers: he's genuinely well-educated about mortuary science and is also ridiculously strong. he's shit at fighting though LOLLLL she's yet to find out that she can make all kinds of shit Why Someone Might Love Them: her problems have problems. a huge nerdy weirdo. but she's also a genuinely nice person, has gone to different lengths to do acts of kindness for people he doesn't know well Why Someone Might Hate Them: his stats are so frustrating in a world where combat is inevitable LMAOOOO! SHE'S A NERD!!!! he has yet to figure out he can make pipe bombs so until then she's kinda just eye candy How They Change: a descent into a path of revenge and anger while simultaneously slowly gaining agency through the power of love (plus or minus a lot of murders) Why You Love Them: sometimes a guy is just beyond fucked up and you cant help but be at awe at what youve made. hes also just really fun to write

#the contrast between these two are so fucking funny bc they have themes all around death #immortal weirdgirl god vs [REDACTED] weirdgirl mortician FIGHT #also laughing at how for myrna its that she means so much to me while with butch its 'i have to dissect his brain'#also hi dipper!!!!!!!!! so happy to see u around #boyheros

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iratuscaro · 16 days

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I think I came back wrong. I think I died sometime in middle school, highschool maybe? And the corrupted stink from my bloated corpse transferred into the synapses of my mind when I revived

I keep seeing people talk about this. “The character that came back wrong”, “the character that haunts the narrative”, “a character so unlike themselves due to corruption”. I cannot help but think I did that, came back wrong. With every moment that my mom says to me that she “misses the old me”. As my aunt tells me what I’ve been doing cause I don’t go to the garden with her like I did when I was 10. “Well people change”, I say, “people grow up, I’m 20 now”.

People change, I say as I sit in my dorm room for hours and do nothing but let some old runs of a cooking show play on my laptop, the loud squealing and chatters of groups and ragtags walking by my window. People change, I say as I sit alone in my own little world at the cafeteria, the same I’ve done for the past two years now. People change, I say as my sketchbook that I got in freshman year of high-school still stands unfinished on my desk, I continue to assure my parents that I still have a passion for art (even I’m not starting to believe that). Well, people change, I say as my messages and discord dms lay stagnant with months old messages, my last replies and not a message back.

People change, okay? I’ve changed, I hate and I hate and I hate the contact of another human body but oh do I so badly crave that someone would still try to run their fingers through my hair and cradle me even as I shudder and twitch at the agitation of being touched. I open my wallet and spend my dollars because oh do I love that rush of happiness I get when the package arrives at my dorm (maybe a gift from someone? It would’ve been nice…) only to open it and feel that happiness run away back to the hollow nothing. There are days I can’t move, there are days I don’t want to. There are days I want to rot in my pity and sadness and let the hunger eat me away. There are days I want to be loved, even though I shy away from it.

People change.

I think I came back wrong…

#spilled ink #writeblr #mental health #cw suicidal ideation

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ivesambrose · 4 years

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Pick a gif which tugs at your heart and/or evokes a long lost memory or a dream. 💙

To book a personal reading with me DM or email me at [email protected] 💫

You've prayed for them, manifested them into your life. You've asked and received.

They've broken tradition in some way. Either in their family, social group/community or they will be the one who breaks your usual type.

A very good listener. Has a penetrative gaze, their facial expressions are actually very emotive. You'd actually find it fascinating.

Anytime they're stressed they'll go and take a walk or be out in nature. They gather inspiration from there as well. They value they quiet time but they also work well with others. They know several people likely but trust very few. Probably have this same set of close friends for the past several years. They don't really open up easily but their aura is comforting. Pretty non judgemental and grounded.

A leader / has latent leadership qualities in a group setting. (can have a strong Aries or Mars influence in them)

Might be into puzzles, board games, putting things together.

Experimental and changes their look often. But they pull it off brilliantly.

Looks really good in red and / or white.

Strong morals, strong sense of right and wrong. They could be going through something but it's not easily visible on their face. Could have an air rising (gemini, libra or aquarius) or can keep a poker face.

Very attractive. Since they do change their appearance often they have definitely bleached their hair at one point. Fair skin with a sun-kissed glow / tan to them. Broad - strong shoulders, narrow waist, strong legs. Might have played sports or is good at sports. This is someone who learns things relatively quick given how attentive they are.

I'm tempted to say they have daddy vibes. Yes even if they identify as female. They have the BDE.

Ambivert but leaning a little more towards the introvert side. However in social settings they do handle things well given their confidence regardless of how shy they can be. However once you get to know them they'd be very quirky and funny around you. The kind to randomly do a weird tik tok challenge but for you/close friends/cuz they felt like it and not the camera

Cinematography, cinema, editing, photography.

Well travelled, street smart and knowledgeable.

They love hoarding knowledge, you'd be surprised.

You'll meet them when you leave a place/location or situation that's been causing you stress and giving you more anxiety and repression than peace and progress. Highly likely during travel or once you've relocated to some place.

Sensual. So damn sensual and captivating. They look unreal sometimes honestly it's intimidating.

Something about their voice is downright so enchanting and sexy. You can't help but feel attracted to them, it's almost annoying how drawn you feel. (possible lilith rising, could have scorpio and taurus or capricorn placements) I mean I wouldn't be surprised if they sing, have an asmr channel, are a speaker, spokesperson or representative etc

Very dreamy, rather spiritual as well. They definitely have faith in something that they feel is above them. They seem a little prone to really vivid dreams as well as nightmares. Might even be a bit clairvoyant or Clairsentient.

Secure in their business and career might own a business actually. Thing is there is a lot of goals they want to accomplish. But they're not the kind to stall it, they actively go for it. They don't care, they'll achieve it. Especially if you tell them that they can't, then they definitely will. However their ambitions aren't the shallow kind, they really do want to leave a mark or simply express themselves for how they are on the inside.

Either they look like a complete softie, care bear, mom friend or they look like a siren or what Christian Grey thought he was or they have the aura Eric Draven had in The Crow or Maleficent carries. There's no in between. They switching positions like that Ariana song.

They have the most kissable lips.

Highly likely have tattoos because they love the sensation of getting inked.

Tall, lean, Dark hair, dark eyes, beauty spots, really nice hands. Look really good in every shade of blue and green, black (definitely black) and even certain floral or geometric prints. They may also like wearing accessories a lot.

For some reason I saw a crown.

Emotional and intense, they need a creative outlet of expression or they shut down. Like, I kid you not they need to at least once completely lose themselves in something then come home and pass out on the sofa.

Expect a lot of thoughtful random gifts and display of affections from them. They're a bit possesive, I almost feel they can be a little bratty but oh when they look at you, they have eyes only for you. Talking to them is finding a best friend from a life you have no knowledge of but yet it feels right.

Sincere

Trust

Romantic

Passionate

Beach baby / loves the water. Doesn't really like the cold as much.

They may have a pet? They seem to be very good with animals.

You'd meet them when you feel really good about yourself, you'd be really feeling yourself or would have achieved something. Making travel plans or setting your next goals it might even be night. It'll feel perfect actually, right it happened at the right time. You'd be getting signs though but I feel you'd be preparing yourself for other exciting stuff to take proper note of them and boom it happens.

An explorer, a seeker, a student who wants to keep learning, keep being a ray of sunshine in everyone's life.

They seek their soul family/found family or would really want a family of their own someday. Very good with kids likely or at most, very patient with different types of people.

Honestly if they were a Pokémon they'd be bulbasaur.

Regardless of their age they're very youthful, the inner child is intact.

They might dress very vintage or old school. Very laid back actually. Also something about walking barefeet on wooden floors came up. They look they belong in a old photograph / polaroid almost. I'm not getting much on their looks besides they look like they belong in a painting or old polaroid. They feel like home, they feel like laying in a field and relishing the golden hour, they feel the the type whose hand you'd hold and run off with. Red and browns are definitely their color, they pull of the muted tones really well. (almost thought of Taylor Swift's Willow music video)

Might have a strong aquarius and capricorn influence in their chart as well.

Their upbringing may not have been in the best conditions but they've worked very hard or are working very hard to improve their quality of life or give back to their family in some way. In some way they've turned their life around. They did a full 180. Crazy.

Deep voice. Warm whispers.

Honey in tea.

Carnations, lilies and red grapes.

They'd like to celebrate the little victories in their life with you. They get happy over the simple things so much, I can just feel my heart melt because of this person and their smile. They're so affectionate and kind and it's making me tear up almost. Wow.

Also they smell really nice. Flowery notes maybe?

They love touching foreheads.

Might play an instrument or paint.

Honestly, I kid you not. They feel straight out of a fantasy book. The closest characters I can think of is Westley from Princess Bride, Aurora from Maleficent and Belle from Beauty and the beast.

You'll likely meet them when you've shut out something toxic in your life. You may not even be looking for love, this might be after a break up even, you may even be escaping a situation or be away from a gathering and be around New people / faces you aren't as familiar with when this happens. Your anxiety will ease around this person. You might even had a passing thought or dream of this scenario before it happens but you'll brush off the thought thinking that isn't possible or something, then you'll be in for a surprise regardless.

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katyasrussianaccent · 3 years

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you're so golden (corpse x reader)

Summary: You're a faceless youtuber that sings cover songs. What happens when a certain faceless streamer slides into your DMs after you cover one of his songs?

Author's Note: Don't hate me! This was gonna be a cute chapter but then I decided against that. Credit to @moontwinkles for the spilling scene idea. Let me know what you think!

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The sound of your alarm wakes you from your slumber with a suddenness. Bleary-eyed, you roll over to turn it off, letting out a small sigh as your body and brain start to awaken. You’re going to meet Corpse. You’re going to meet Corpse. It bares repeating in your mind; the prospect still not quite registering.

You haven’t had the greatest sleep, your mind racing most of the night; skittish little thoughts that had you tapping your toes on the mattress in agitation as you struggled to turn them off. Sunlight streams through the cracks in your blinds, a warm glow painted in stripes on your wall. It was going to be a good day, tiredness be damned.

You get up, stretching your arms out as wide as possible and relishing in the relief as your muscles unclench themselves. There’s a little spring in your step as you walk to the bathroom, to wash your face and brush your teeth. You aren’t nervous as you pick out your favourite outfit, instead you feel excited. It’s funny how little scraps of fabric and thread can impact your mood so much, but you smile at your reflection, the feeling of confidence is nice, albeit rare.

The rumbling in your stomach signals that you need to eat something before you leave. Nothing too fancy, just some toast and a glass of juice. You can feel the nerves start to grow a little, the food sits heavy on your tongue, forcing you to swallow it. You grab your phone, scrolling as you chew. You go onto Corpse’s twitter, smiling at the picture he’s posted.

Out of curiosity, you go onto his likes. You always find his likes interesting; the random things he’s added gives you more of an insight to his thoughts and feelings. You chew the inside of your cheek as you scroll down past girls with perfect skin and bodies; your previous confidence now feels a little misplaced.

Deciding against letting it ruin your mood, you close the tab and go to grab your bag before locking your door and heading to your car. You text Rae to let her know you’re leaving and she replies almost immediately to wish you luck. Sitting in front of the steering wheel, you exhale as you start the engine and begin to drive. This was really happening. When Corpse had asked to meet, you were shocked. While you had discussed it, you had been under the assumption it would be a while before it happened. You just hope you don’t make an idiot of yourself; a tendency you had when you were nervous.

While you love the city, there’s something about driving on the open road. No noise, just the sound of tires on concrete. The scenery remains the same; nothing but trees and the occasional house far in the horizon. You’re meeting him in Santa Barbara; a place you’ve been to once in your life, so it might as well be brand new. It’s halfway between both of you, and while it’s still a few hours drive, you’ve got good music and some sunshine to keep you happy.

The drive flies in and before you know it, you’ve arrived. You’re meeting at a cafe that sells bubble tea; it was Corpse’s recommendation. It’s a charming little place, with white table and chairs on a cobbled patio area. The building itself is white brick, plant pots decorate the window sills and there’s a small crowd of people waiting in line. You turn off the engine, and grab the perfume out your bag, the smell of peaches invading your nostrils. With one last look at yourself, you exit your car and make your way to the cafe.

You’re not sure how you’ll find him, being faceless and all. A quick scan of the people around you, your eyes zero in on a figure dressed all in black, leaning against a wall that’s slightly in the shade. There’s butterflies in your stomach as you look at him from afar, your feet apparently unable to move on their own accord. He stands out amongst the brightly coloured outfits of everyone else, and you can see the sun glint against the chains on his jeans.

“Hi,” you greet, your hand going up to half-wave at him. He’s handsome; pale skin and cheekbones that disappear under the fabric of his mask. A mop of black curls are atop his head, falling out in different directions, and he brushes one off his forehead as he looks at you.

“Hey,” he replies and you smile a little. There’s a thick fog of awkwardness between you as you both take each other in, though trying not to look so obvious about it. You feel under scrutiny as his eyes move over you, and you meet his gaze before you both look down at the ground, a faint blush on your cheeks.

“How was the drive?,” you ask at the same time he does, causing you both to laugh. “Oh. Uh yeah it was good, thanks, how was yours?”

“Yeah it was good,” he replies, his eyes still on the ground.

“That’s good.”

“Yeah.”

You scream internally as your eyes dart around, looking for something, anything to break this awkwardness. It shouldn’t be like this, you have such great chemistry on the phone and online, but there’s nothing right now. Is it you? There’s a niggling in your brain that says he was fine until now; until he saw you.

“We could go, uh, into the cafe? Get some food?” he suggests, breaking you from your self deprecating thoughts. You nod and you follow him to the door. He opens it and you dodge out the way as it narrowly escapes hitting you in the face. Corpse mutters an apology as he walks in, his eyes glued to the ground.

You order together; you get yourself a boba tea and a burger and Corpse does the same. He pays without saying anything to you, and while the day’s isn’t going quite as you pictured, the gesture makes your cheeks warm. You desperately hope it gets better. Maybe you’ve misread the situation and the chemistry you felt you had was just friendship on his part. Friends flirt all the time, and it doesn’t have to mean anything.

Your food arrives and you sit in relative silence as you eat. The times you do speak is stilted, full of one word answers and obvious observations. You go to reach for your boba as Corpse goes to grab salt, and the movement of his hand plus the crampedness of the table pushes your own hand back towards you, knocking the cup all over your neck and chest. Corpse shoots up in a speed that shouldn’t be human, his hand full of napkins as he comes towards you. The liquid is cold against your skin, and you look down to see your outfit now ruined, the fabric sticking to you in wet patches.

“I’m such a fucking idiot, I’m so sorry,” Corpse says, his tone panicky as he dabs at your neck. He continues to dab, his hands pressing at the neckline of your top and if this was another time, you’d feel all fluttery at his hands on your skin. But it’s not, you’re uncomfortable and the day has sucked so far and all you want to do is go home. He discards the napkin onto the table and grabs another, his fingers warm against your collarbone as he presses the tissue. He doesn’t realise that he’s travelling downwards to your chest before he presses once, twice, before retracting his hand back like he’s been burned, the napkin falling to the floor. “Uh fuck, sorry, I didn’t realise I - “

“It’s fine,” you reassure him. “I’ve always wanted apple scented boobs, guess I can check that off my bucket list.” It’s a failed joke but humour is a defence mechanism for you, even if it’s not very funny. Corpse widens his eyes a little, his gaze fixed on the napkin that’s on the floor.

He hands you some more napkins and you clean up a little more. Your skin feels sticky, and you smell of artificial apple; but the apple isn’t sweet, it’s bitter and slightly unpleasant.

“Uh, I should probably go home and get a shower, I feel like I fell into a vat of sugar,” you say, standing up and grabbing your bag.

“Oh, yeah, I’m so fucking sorry, I’m so clumsy,” Corpse replies. You can tell he feels awful, and while you sympathise, he’s not the one that’s just had almost a full cup of boba spilled on him.

You shake your head, “It’s fine, really. I just feel really gross. Don’t worry about it.” You smile in what you hope comes across as reassurance.

“Let me walk you back to your car,” he says. You nod and walk out together in silence; something you had gotten used to throughout the day.

“Have a safe drive back,” you say as you get to your car.

“I will. Let me know when you get home?” he asks, and you nod.

“Shall do. Goodbye Corpse,” you say, opening the door and waving at him through the window. He waves back and you watch him through the rearview mirror as he disappears out of sight. You feel like an idiot for believing this was going to be good, like you ever had a chance with him. You’d been saying it since the start; that it wouldn’t work, you had nothing in common, nothing to talk about. And you were right. Sometimes you hated being right.

You turn the engine on and sit there for a second, your head pressing against the steering wheel. What a waste of time this was. Grabbing your phone, you tweet quickly.

“Oh well, let’s go wallow in self pity,” you whisper before driving off.

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bestiesenpai · 4 years

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youtuber Sukuna

I beg you to read the shitposts I made about this, they are delicious. You don’t have to of course but...if you loved me you would :) s/n = screen name, and I hope you chuckle at Sukunas screen name

Content warning: uhmhm lowkey incel shit(mean internet comments and whatnot)

part two --- part 3

Name: Sukuna. Age: 25. Height: 6 foot 5 inches. Occupation: toxic Youtuber, fitness trainer and hot guy.

Sukuna wasn’t exactly known for being kind. He wasn’t nice to others, rarely having anything good to say about anyone, and he’d made a successful Youtube career out of it. First starting as a fitness trainer at his gym, through encouragement from his clients and the notion of a quick cash grab, he started Youtube.

He didn’t care about it and that reflected in the quality of his videos and editing. He didn’t have consistent uploads, just filming and posting videos whenever he wanted, analytics be fucked. But somehow, that worked out for him, and he quickly found himself with over two million subscribers just frothing at the mouth for his next video.

And those subscribers were some of the worst people. Sukuna didn’t care about fostering a safe space online for others, not in the slightest. His comment sections were atrocious, both on his Youtube and his Instagram. It was full of toxic men one-upping each other constantly and dragging on each other for not being able to work out as much as Sukuna did.

Sukuna was a large part of why his fanbase were so toxic. He himself often made bad comments about others, whether fellow creators or people that happened to appear in the backgrounds of his videos, and on more than one occasion he’d been ‘cancelled’. None of that mattered though, all he cared about was shitting on other people and making money.

Sometimes he played video games and posted it, but not too often. Sukuna often stated he wasn’t so much of a fucking lonely loser that he’d play video games all the time, and so the gaming videos he did post were few and far between. He played angry shooter games and GTA, mindless button clicking he could get lost in for a few hours for a video.

Laying in bed one night after uploading his most recent video, one where he rages at 12 year olds on GTA online, Sukuna was just scrolling through his phone mindlessly. After he uploads video game content, like clockwork, he gets recommendations for gaming channels. He only watches a few of them, mostly leaving mean comments saying what losers they are, but one catches his eye.

He’s never been recommended this kind of video before. The thumbnail is light and bright with some pink aesthetic lights in the back. But the most enticing thing is the person in the middle, cute pink cat ear headphones on and a bright smile.

“Let’s see…” Sukuna mumbles to himself, mindlessly clicking the video. He hasn’t even read the title, he only clicked it because they were cute, and here he is nearly blinded by the bright setup they have.

“Hi everyone, it’s (Y/N) here and I’m really excited today! We’re going to be playing this new game I found!” Sukuna is immediately enraptured by the sound of your voice, watching how your face changes as you talk. His eyes drift off to the decor behind you, cute plushies and healthy plants, and some twinkling fairy lights. There’s books as well, and your chair is one of those ergonomic gamer chairs he has as well but in pink.

Sukuna watches the video dumbly, totally in the dark about whatever you’re doing, but loving it all the same. All he knows is that he likes the sound of your voice, and when you laugh and smile at a funny part in the game, it makes a light flush come to his cheeks.

It only takes one video for Sukuna to spiral into more of your content. He watches a video on your gaming setup, and he’s surprised that so much technology can come in pink. He watches a video on how you edit, a few of you cooking in your kitchen, and even a few vlog videos.

He quickly subscribes to your channel, and when you plug your social media, he immediately goes there. Pulling up your Instagram, he stares at your profile picture and almost audibly coos at you for being cute.

Your profile is just as cute as your videos are and Sukuna barely remembers to follow you before he’s going through your whole feed, liking every picture he sees. Sometimes he leaves comments, only one word though, ‘cute’. He’s never liked something so outright cute before, it wasn’t who he was and it definitely didn’t fit with his brand.

Falling asleep after following you on every platform, Sukuna wakes up thinking about you as well. And he also wakes up to hundreds of comments from all his accounts, bombarding him with questions and screenshots from last night.

‘SUKUNA WHY WOULD YOU LIKE THIS SHIT?!’

‘OMG Sukuna liked (Y/N)s posts!!’

‘Sukuna is so gross and toxic, you better stay away from (Y/N)!’

‘SUKUNA YOU GAY NOW’

‘EW why the fuck do you like this bitch?’

There were hundreds of comments that he waded through. Most were from his fans, expressing disgust at how many photos of yours he’d liked and wondering why he, Sukuna, most heterosexual alpha male on the planet, would like a pretty in pink Youtuber who had bubbly intros and whined when their animal crossing villagers wanted to move away.

Other comments were from your fans, some in awe that he would like you considering how much he said he hated overly cute things. Other fans expressed concern, worried what this might mean for their favorite Youtuber. Did Sukuna want to cause problems, potentially hurting you? He did have a reputation of bullying others, so this wasn’t far fetched.

Checking your Instagram, you didn’t make any comment about it. There wasn’t any update or anything, but on his end he was being tagged in endless Twitter threads with screenshots of him liking your posts and commenting under them.

“For fucks sake.” He grunted, clenching his phone in his hands. The amount of notifications he was getting were starting to upset him and he nearly threw his phone to get them to stop.

Ignoring his phone for the rest of the day, Sukuna went to the gym like he always did and trained with his clients. Some of them brought it up to him, asking him if he had a mind break last night and forgot what he was doing. Sending them harsh glares, Sukuna refused to talk about it.

“Oh my fucking god.” Sukuna nearly wailed when he got home, finally checking his phone. His name and yours had begun trending, and the hashtag #protect(Y/N) was also. Muttering angrily under his breath, Sukuna turned on Instagram live.

“Okay what the fuck!” He shouted, seeing the live become instantly flooded with people all screaming about you and him. “You’re all fucking annoying, you know that?” Glaring harshly at the camera, he read some of the comments that went by.

‘WHY’D YOU LIKE (Y/N)S POSTS FROM 2017’

‘Are you two secretly dating??’

‘COLLAB!’

“Who gives a shit why I liked their stuff, you’re a fucking weirdo for keeping track of me. And we aren’t secretly dating, dipshits.” Rolling his eyes, Sukuna scoffed as more comments came in begging for a collaboration. “And think about it you morons, why would we collab? Our shit is too fucking different, what would we even film about?”

Sukuna stayed on Instagram live for nearly an hour answering questions asking about you. Every time he had to answer that you weren’t secretly dating, he got a little more annoyed. Not at the comments themselves but at the fact that it was true; you didn’t even know he existed.

Ending the live in a huff, Sukuna didn’t feel any better than before, and it was made even worse by the fact that everything he said was being relayed to Twitter, and you were tagged in every tweet.

“These idiots!” Staring at his phone, Sukuna couldn’t believe what he was seeing. On your Instagram stories, you’d posted a q&a for your followers, and nearly all of the comments were about Sukuna.

“Hi everyone! No, me and Sukuna aren’t dating!” You said, laughing a little to ease how uncomfortable you were. “To be honest, I’ve never even heard of him before! As you know, my content is very...different from his, so our circles don’t exactly intersect. But I’m always happy to have new followers and potential friends!”

“Fuck me.” Sukuna groaned, cringing at how uncomfortable you looked having to address the sudden onslaught of questions. For once he wished he’d actually given a shit about his online presence, so that maybe one day your circles could intersect. He knew he scared you, he scared a lot of people, and this was just proof.

“Uh, Sukuna if you see this, hi it’s nice to meet you!” You said in the next slide, puffing out your cheeks and waving cutely at the camera. It made Sukuna blush, and he hated it. “Thank you for following me and liking my content! I was very surprised that you found me!”

“Of course I did, idiot, you’re fucking cute.” He muttered under his breath.

“I know a lot of people are asking for us to do a video together and I know our content is really different, so don’t feel pressured to respond or anything, but the offer is open! If you’d like, we can collab on something.”

“On what?” He asked like you were there.

“I cook sometimes, and I know you cook too! Maybe we can make a cooking video? You can teach me how to make healthy food or something!” Sukuna could tell a fake laugh when he heard one, and you definitely had one right now. “Anyways, thank you! Bye Sukuna!” But hearing you say his name cutely like that made him not care.

He nearly responded right away, accepting the collab offer now that you’d spoken about it, but he didn’t want to seem desperate. He watched through the rest of your Instagram stories, going back and replaying the parts where you talked about him over and over and his heart clenched every time when you said his name.

In the dead of night, Sukuna DM’s you after watching your latest video and leaving the simple comment ‘check your DM’s’.

“Fuck, what should I say?” He’s suddenly stumped as he looks at the keyboard. Typing and retyping a message, in the end all he can say is hi. He doesn’t expect a reply, ever, but when he gets a vibration on his phone two seconds later he jumps to read it.

(S/N): hi Sukuna! :)

(cursedgod): hey

Real fucking smart, repeating what he just said.

(S/N): is there something you wanted to talk to me about?

(S/N): I hope you haven’t been annoyed at all the notifications you’ve been getting!

(cursedgod): No it’s okay

(cursedgod): we can collab if you want

Good Sukuna, good. Play it cool, don’t let them know that your fingers are actually trembling because you’re nervous.

(S/N): do you want to?? I don’t want to pressure you! I know we’re pretty different haha

(cursedgod): yeah, let's do it. Cooking?

(S/N): sure!

Looking around his home, he was suddenly assaulted with the fact that he didn’t have any furniture. He barely had a proper bedroom, just a mattress on a bare frame and a dresser. His lounge room was the same with his computer setup in one corner and then nothing else. There was only a couch, a mounted TV and a fold out table and chairs for his dining room.

(cursedgod): I know a studio kitchen we can use, I’ll send you the address

Thank god he’d done promo work for a brand in a studio one day, otherwise he’d be fucked.

(S/N): awesome! I’m free next Saturday!

And just like that, it was a date. Well, a meeting. Sukuna knew it wasn’t a date, but his heart still thumped like it was one. Confirming the time, he ended the conversation with a curt goodbye and obsessed about it throughout the night.

When the day to meet you came, Sukuna nearly ran late trying to pick out his clothes. He’d never cared about looking good or presenting himself well in front of others, whatever version of him he turned up in was what they got. But for you, he wanted to try a little harder.

Waiting outside the studio space, Sukuna rubbed his hands together nervously. You’d messaged a day or two ago offering to put the video on your channel since it probably wouldn’t fit his aesthetic, so he didn’t have to bring his shitty camera equipment.

“S-sukuna?” Snapping his head up, Sukunas mouth fell open looking at your curious face a few feet away, an Uber driving off behind you. You were even cuter in person, just his fucking luck. How was he expected to act like a normal person when his recent obsession was here looking better than he could have imagined.

“Hi.” What comes out is a grunt, not the smooth word he’d hoped. He can see you eyeing him up, taking in all the thick and corded muscles of his body. It made his chest puff out a little, he worked hard for this physique and to have you so openly looking at him made him happy.

“It’s nice to meet you!” Sticking your hand out, you smiled politely at him.

“Same.” Shaking your hand with a firm grip, Sukuna could feel the difference in your palms. Yours was soft and nicely moisturized and he had callouses everywhere and a few cuts and scrapes.

Opening the door for you, Sukuna led you to the studio space he’d rented out. It was a clean and modern kitchen, not unlike his own, but it had appliances and looked actually lived in. Helping you set up a few camera angles, Sukuna felt a pang of nerves hit him in the stomach.

“Sukuna, can we take a picture together?” You asked before starting, and Sukunas brow furrowed deeply. Why would you want to take a picture with him? His expression must have scared you, because you quickly backtracked. “F-for promo for this video, on Instagram and stuff!”

“Sure.” God, did he feel bad or what. He shouldn’t have made that face at you, now you wouldn’t look him in the eye. Crouching down to get the right angle for you, Sukuna watched you pick a cute animal filter.

“Just do what I do.” Throwing up a peace sign, you cutely tilted your head from side to side and smiled. Sukuna tried to do the same but he looked awkward, and most of all he was blushing pretty bad.

You snapped a multitude of pictures, some at different angles and some with different filters, and in all of them Sukuna was blushing at least a little. He managed to smile more as it went on, even laughing at one of the filters.

“Thanks! I’m going to post these really quick and then we can get started!” Giving him a brief smile, you turned back to your phone and set about editing some of the pictures. Looking over your shoulder, Sukuna could see that he looked like a blushing high schooler meeting their idol for the first time and not a grown man.

Once the photos were posted and you tagged him in everything, it was time to start. Setting up your marks on the floor, you took a generous drink of water and cleared your throat.

“Are you ready for the intro? I’ll start it and introduce you, okay?” You’d actually prepared a script for yourself, and showed Sukuna as well.

“Okay.” Stepping in front of the camera, Sukuna bristled at feeling you so close to him. Your arm brushed his casually as you were fixing your shirt, and Sukuna was glad he’d worn his most expensive cologne for this.

“Hi everyone, welcome to today's video! As you know, I’m (Y/N), and today we have a special guest today!” Throwing your arms in the air, you motioned to Sukuna.

“Hi.” He nodded, barely cracking a smile. He could feel you looking at him like you wanted to say something, but he didn’t look.

“So, many people have been asking for us to do a collaboration and it’s finally here!” Clapping your hands lightly, you rocked on your heels and nudged his shoulder with yours. “Do you want to tell them what we’ll be doing today?”

“Uh-” The playful nudge you’d given him was enough to make Sukuna short circuit. “I-I-” He suddenly couldn’t remember how to speak. “Rice?”

“Let’s try that again.” You laughed. “Do you want to tell them what we’ll be doing today?” This time, you didn’t nudge him with your shoulder.

“We’re gonna…” the words were on the tip of his tongue, they wanted to come out and be spoken but he couldn’t do it.

“It’s okay, it’s okay!” Nodding reassuringly, you took a deep breath in and out, and Sukuna shakily copied. “One more try?” When he looked at you, Sukuna expected to see a hint of annoyance in your face, but there was none. You were just smiling softly at him, waiting for his answer.

“Yeah. I’ll uh, I’ll get it next time.” Stepping away from the camera, Sukuna took a drink of water and cleared his throat. Cracking the bones in his neck, he took a deep breath and came back. “Let’s do it.” No more fucking embarrassments.

“Do you want to tell them what we’ll be doing today?” You asked for the third time, slightly swaying your body side to side this time.

“We’re gonna make katsudon today.” Finally, the words he wanted to say came out.

“That’s right! As you can see, Sukuna is really fit!” You immediately hopped in, giving his arm a brief squeeze. “And he knows how to make a ton of healthy meals!”

“Mhmm.”

“So I asked if he could help teach me, and all of you at home, how to make it!” Smiling at the camera, you waited a few seconds before relaxing and turning it off. “Did you like that? We can refilm it if you want.”

“No, it’s okay.” Running a hand through his hair, he pointed to the bag of rice he’d brought. “Let’s get started on this shit.”

Taking fifteen minutes to film the two of you filling up the rice cooker, when it was over, you set about getting aesthetic shots of the other ingredients. Sukuna tried to seem casual off to the side on his phone, but he was really watching you.

Getting started on chopping the ingredients, Sukuna somehow managed to say the things he was supposed to without stuttering too badly. He was amazed that you could make the things he was doing sound so interesting, your narration as you held the camera and tried to do things yourself was impressive to the man that barely knew anything about cameras.

“Sukuna, I need help cutting the meat.” You whined, tapping the meat on the cutting board with a knife. “I don’t remember how you showed me.”

“Here.” Without thinking, Sukuan grabbed your hand with the knife in it and moved it for you. “You just have to move your wrist more, it’s not that hard.” Doing it a few times, when Sukuna felt your chest expand with air against his, that’s when he realized how close the two of you were. “S-sorry.” Immediately jumping back, he stared at the floor.

“Thanks!” Giving him a smile, you kept at it.

“I’ll fry the meat.” Stepping in as soon as you were done, Sukuna already had the hot oil ready. He was eager to cook and do something with his hands instead of - what he felt like - was awkwardly watching you off to the side.

“Okay!” Grabbing the camera, you focused on the pan. “You’re really good at this, Sukuna!”

“T-thanks.” Staring directly at the pan, Sukuna didn’t look away. Even with the hot oil popping up from the pan a few times and burning his fingers, he didn’t flinch at all.

“Ow!” But you did. Your hand had gotten too close, and when Sukuna flipped the meat, some of the oil had gotten on your hand.

“Shit.” Abandoning the pan, Sukuna was ready to drag you over to the sink for some cool water.

“I-it’s okay, it was only a little.” Shaking your stinging hand, you point to the food. “But I think the meat might burn.”

“Shit!”

Narrowly avoiding disaster with the meat, when it came time to cook the eggs, you made a joke about how you liked your eggs in the morning and Sukuna burnt them almost immediately. While not an overtly sexual comment, the implications of the words still affected him.

Somehow, he managed to make the dish come together and while his plated dish didn’t come out the best, yours looked at least halfway decent with overcooked meat and burnt eggs. The only things not messed up were the rice and vegetables, and even then Sukuna was surprised.

“We did it everyone, we made katsudon!” Holding up the bowls, you smiled big and nudged Sukunas shoulder again. “You saw we had a few mishaps along the way, but that’s okay, that’s what made it fun.”

“Yeah, it was fun.” Sukuna chuckled. Despite him being more nervous than he’d ever thought possible, he had fun cooking alongside you.

“Sukuna, will you try mine? I made it super pretty and everything.” Holding your dish up to him, Sukuna wasn’t expecting you to do that. Now he felt bad that his looked so ugly and like a teenaged boy made it; he almost said no.

Eating yours though, somehow it tasted better than he was expecting. It must have been how you prepared it, and the fact that you cared so much about the presentation. Eating it in silence, he let you eat in peace as well for a few minutes and compliment the food to the camera.

“Alright, that’s the end of the video!” Putting your bowl down, you turned to Sukuna. “I had so much fun today, thanks for filming this with me.” Now was his chance to make everything better. Putting his bowl down and bolstering himself with confidence, Sukuna threw his arm over your shoulder and pulled you close to him.

“Thank you (Y/N), I really did enjoy today. I hope we can film again soon!” He squeezed your shoulder and smiled really big at not only you but the camera as well. He knew he was blushing, he knew that even the tip of his nose was a nice rosy shade, but he didn’t care. If people teased him for it, then so be it. But he wanted you to know how he truly felt.

“R-really? You want to?” You asked, looking up at Sukuna from your place smooshed against his body.

“Really.”

“Aww, well you heard it here first everyone! Sukuna wants to shoot another video with me!” Clapping your hands a few times, you waved at the camera. “Okay, bye everyone!”

“Bye.” Sukuna waved too, waiting a few seconds before letting you go and turning off the camera.

“Sukuna, did you really mean it? You want to film another video with me?” You were in utter disbelief. All this time, he’d just seemed very standoffish, if not a little awkward around you. You were happy to film this video with him, he had way more followers than you and it would help boost both your channels, and to hear him say that just made it even better.

“Yeah, I was serious.” Sukuna spoke around stuffing his mouth with the food he still had left. He was more hungry than he thought, the nerves doing a good job of twisting his stomach during the video. Now that it’s over, he can finally relax.

“That makes me really happy.” Eating the rest of your food as well, you leant against the counter. “This is gonna sound kind of mean, but I was really scared to film with you today. I thought you were going to be really mean.”

“Shit, you did?” He grimaced, letting out a sigh. “Sorry I had you worried.” He could already imagine the comments you would get from his fans.

“It’s okay! You’re actually way nicer in person, I was surprised!”

“That’s good.”

“And you’re really buff, you have muscles in places I didn’t even know were possible!” You laughed bashfully at that comment, and avoided looking at him when he stared at you in shock. “I couldn’t help but notice…”

Were you checking him out? Had you been checking him out this whole time and he didn’t even realize? He had seen you eyeing him up when you first met, but were you looking at him like that at other times as well? Now he’d really have to watch your video to see if it was true.

“Thanks, it’s my job.” Could he have said that any lamer? “My job outside of all this, I mean. I’m a trainer at this fancy gym downtown.”

“Oh, I’ve seen some of your videos at your gym! I know which one you’re talking about.”

“You do? You’ve seen my videos?” If he wasn’t surprised before, he was now.

“Yeah, you know I had to do a little research beforehand.” You nodded, beginning to clean up the dishes around you. “And I know you’ve already watched almost all of my videos, so it only seemed fair.”

Did you have to bring that up? Now Sukuna was embarrassed again.

“Y-yeah, I did.” Clearing his throat, Sukuna helped gather the dishes. He took up washing them, another task he could do to get his mind off you. As you took down the camera equipment, he nearly broke several dishes and utensils from scrubbing too hard.

“I’ll call you an Uber.” He said when all was said and done and you were back at the front of the building.

“You don’t have to, it’s okay.”

“No, I want to.” Quickly calling you a ride, Sukuna fiddled with his phone a little more. “Uh, could I- could I-” His voice kept leaving him, and he had to cough a few times. “Can I get your number? I really liked your camera shit and I want to improve mine.” Okay, it wasn’t a total lie. He did like your setup and wanted to make his just as good, but he really wanted your number to potentially talk to you more about things outside of Youtube.

“Sure! Go ahead and type it in.” You were quick to give him your phone, a cute pink phone case on the back of it. Typing it in, he can’t help but notice the little devil emoji you add by his name. He wants to ask, but your ride is already pulling up.

“Bye!” Setting all your camera gear inside the car, you turn and wave goodbye.

“See ya.” Just as you’re about to close the car door, Sukuna gets a burst of confidence. “Text me when you get home, okay?”

“Okay!” And off you go. Sukuna watches the car drive off until he can’t see it anymore. He takes his time getting to his own place, eagerly awaiting your message with every step. But even when you do message him, all he can do is send a thumbs up back and nothing else.

It’s about two and a half days after that that you text him again, letting him know you’re done editing and that you’re going to post the video soon. It wasn’t a very long video to begin with, so the editing was simple enough. Sukuna replied with what appeared to be a lackluster ‘can’t wait’, but on the inside he was shaking. He’d already screenshot all the pictures the two of you took together and added them to a folder.

“Here we go.” As soon as the video went live, Sukuna watched it. He was mortified as soon as it started at the blush so evident on his cheeks, and how it stayed throughout the whole thing. He groaned at the part where he helped you cut up the meat, he almost wishes you’d cut it out. Every little detail that made him embarrassed was there, every little nuance of his actions you’d managed to capture and make it cute.

(Y/N): How do you like it??

You texted him after twenty minutes, eager to hear his thoughts.

(Sukuna): it’s good, good editing and stuff

(Y/N): yay! I’m going to read comments in a few hours, you should too! I bet people will be really shocked!

(Sukuna): yeah no doubt

Oh, he was definitely going to read the comments. Whereas you were going to wait for a fair few to come in before commenting, Sukuna frequently refreshed the page and read the new ones as they came in. You were right, a lot of people were surprised, but he also saw a lot of his fans as well.

‘Ew Sukuna really cooked for that bitch? They can’t do it themselves?’

‘Yeah, why do they have to rely on him? Useless as fuck lol’

‘Sukuna only did this to get laid, (Y/N) looks like an easy fuck’

All of those comments, and many more, made his blood boil. Usually, he wouldn’t care at all about the comments, letting them fester in his comment section and spiral out of control. But for you, it was different.

‘Fuck off and die you pieces of shit. Leave (Y/N) alone or say it to my fucking face’

Sukuna sent that message, along with a variety of other threats, to all the people that insulted you. He didn’t care that this wasn’t his channel and that you would deal with it in whatever way you wanted to. He needed to defend you against the unwanted audience he’d brought you.

Luckily, after seeing Sukunas messages, all of his fans backed off. They knew how serious he was about his threats and there were many rumors that he actually did go and beat people up who said things he didn’t like. No one wanted to be on the receiving end of his torment.

With Sukunas name attached to the video and his heavy presence in the comment section, the video easily went viral. It was easily the most viewed video on your channel, getting on the trending pages of several different platforms.

(Sukuna): hey

It’s nearly a week after the first video that Sukuna messages you, and the hype is still going strong, and your follower count grows greatly from it.

(Y/N): hi! What’s up?

(Sukuna): do you want to film a video for my channel now? We can play a game, I have a few

(Y/N): sure that sounds fun!

Oh how wrong you were. The game Sukuna chose was a scary game, a shooter game with scary zombies and a lot of possible jumpscares. He doesn’t tell you either, so on the night of filming - he insisted on it being nighttime to get the full scary effect - you were caught off guard.

“I don’t know about this.” You whined once you saw the title. The two of you were video calling alongside playing the game together, and Sukuna’s eyes flicked to your figure on the screen.

“It’ll be okay, I’ll carry you, don’t worry.” He had started filming as soon as he’d set up the game, and you were filming yourself as well for him.

“You promise it won’t be too scary?”

“If it’s too scary just close your eyes and I’ll protect you.” Smiling softly at you, he started up the game. The beginning was fine, just a quick introduction to the game, but as soon as things started to get moving, you were scared.

“Sukuna a zombie is eating me!” You screamed, frantically pushing buttons in an attempt to get it off.

“It’s okay!” He quickly got rid of it, and made sure to stay close to your character as the story progressed.

“(Y/N) stay by me, there’s about to be a whole lot of them.”

“Close your eyes there’s about to be a jump scare here.”

“Don’t worry about getting that item, I’ll grab it for you!”

Sukuna nearly forgot he was being filmed, saying sweet things to you to help encourage you and make sure you weren’t overwhelmed. There were many parts where you screamed in fright and Sukuna was there to coo at you and tell you it was okay. He made sure that your character never died, making sure to keep you close until the end of the game.

“Sukuna, that was so hard!” Squishing your cheeks in your hands, you looked at him through your phone.

“It was fun though, wasn’t it? I had fun with you.” Completely abandoning the game, he stared down at his phone with a soft smile on his face.

“Yeah, when there weren’t so many zombies.” You stuck your tongue out at him, and it made him laugh. Leaning his head into his hand, Sukuna grinned when you yawned.

“Aw, are you tired? Better go to sleep soon.” His voice dropped to a lower volume, like you were right next to him.

“I will.” You yawned again and it made Sukuna yawn as well.

“Get off the phone and go to bed, you’re making me tired too.”

“Fine.” Whining out the word, you waved sleepily. “Goodnight Sukuna, I’ll send you the video files in the morning, okay?”

“Night.” Waving back, Sukuna waited until you hung up to turn his stuff off as well.

In the morning, Sukuna was ready to edit. What usually took him a week to edit out of laziness, he took only a day to edit this video with you together. Rewatching the footage, he nearly gagged at seeing how soft his face got when he looked at you, and most of those parts were left in because he couldn’t stand to watch them and fix them.

(Sukuna): videos up

The next day, he messaged you. Once again Sukuna patrolled the comments, swiftly deleting any that said even a hint of a bad thing about you. There was less this time, what with Sukuna adding a warning at the beginning of the video threatening anyone that talked down at you.

This video, like the first, went viral. But for a much different reason. Since Sukuna was emotionally unable to deal with how sappy he was and edit those parts out, everyone got to see how soft he was for you. If the comments weren’t mean, they were screaming about how you and Sukuna must be dating now, because why else would he look at you and talk to you like that?

And much to Sukuna’s dismay, there were also fancam edits of you two together. Any clippable moment of him being sweet on you in the videos you’d made together along with the photos you’d posted on Instagram were edited together and posted on Twitter. You both were tagged in every single one, making sure Sukuna saw all the videos of you and him together. He saved all of them too, delighting in the way you looked with him with all those pretty filters.

By the end of the day, people were trying to put a ship name together for the two of you and he’s seen you repost a few fancams with cute messages of thanks as well. Seeing you receptive to the fans screaming about the two of you made him happy, even if he was still too nervous to text you about anything outside of Youtube.

As more comments came in, people on Twitter were begging him to do a vlog with you. You had quite a few on your channel, going to cafes or filming what your day or week was like. Sukuna had watched them all and was jealous of every single person that appeared alongside you.

(Y/N): hey I’m doing a live on Instagram if you want to join me! I know people really like us together lol it’ll be great for views

(Sukuna): sure

Did you want him to join now? He’d just gotten out of the shower and thrown on a pair of sweats, he wasn’t exactly decent. But he didn’t want to waste time getting ready only for you to end the live.

“Hi Sukuna!” You smiled and waved when he appeared on the screen.

“Hey.” He waved back, not caring about the angle he was holding the camera in. He saw hearts begin to fill up the screen and comments started to fly by, almost all in caps about the fact he was shirtless talking to you.

“Guys, don’t be weird! Who cares that Sukuna is shirtless?” You tried to stop them, but it was clear you were flustered as well. You weren’t looking at him, peeking at him through the screen a few times.

“God you’re all thirsty as fuck.” Sukuna finally looked at himself on the screen. He was shirtless and in bed, hair slightly damp and tousled on his pillow. Reading a few comments, he shot up. “Of course I’m wearing pants, you nasty fuck!” Storming out of bed, he stood in front of the only mirror in his house that wasn’t in the bathroom and turned the camera around. “See, look!”

“Oh.” Gasping softly, you were glad Sukuna didn’t notice you screenshot the live. Clad in only gray sweatpants, Sukuna’s freshly cleaned skin gleamed in the light of his bedroom and every single muscle and edge of his body was on display.

“There, told you I wasn’t fucking naked.” Rolling his eyes, he flopped back down on the bed. None of the comments had gotten any better, all of them talking about how hot he was and how you were so lucky to know him in real life.

“L-let's talk about something else.” You stammered, not showing your face on camera for a few minutes. Sukuna laughed at the comments teasing you for being embarrassed, agreeing with some of them under his breath.

“So, what the fuck are you all doing here?” Sukuna posed the question at the chat, but at you as well.

“Well before you came everyone was talking about you...and you know how everyone has been begging for us to vlog?” You started off slowly, peeking an eye at his face.

“Yeah?”

“I wanted to call you to ask how you felt about that?” How he felt? Why did you want to know?

“You couldn’t have texted me that?” That wasn’t necessarily what he wanted to say, but it made you chuckle, so it was okay.

“No! I wanted to ask so everyone could know!”

“I don’t mind it.” If you wanted to vlog with him, he would do it in a heartbeat.

“So…” Worrying your lip, you looked off camera for a few seconds before looking directly at Sukuna. “Would you like to be in a vlog with me, at a cafe? It’s outside the city, kind of far, but we can rent a car or-”

“Yes.” Sukuna interrupted, nodding his head quickly. “I’ll come. We don’t have to rent a car, I’ll drive.”

“Really?” The comments were just as shocked as you were. Sukuna never filmed anywhere but his home and the gym, this would be a monumental occasion.

“Did you want me to say no?”

“No!” You screamed immediately, nearly dropping your phone. “I just- I wasn’t expecting you to say yes!”

“Well I did.” Sukuna bit his lip, running a hand through his hair and flexing his arm. “So I guess it’s a date, huh?” His normal asshole confidence was back now that you were appearing through a screen and not right next to him. A surprised sound came from the back of your throat, and you nearly dropped the phone again.

“Y-yeah! A date!” It felt good to have you flustered for once and not Sukuna. Laughing heartily at you, Sukuna smirked at the comments.

“Was that all you wanted to ask me or was there something more?”

“No, that was it!”

“Alright.” Licking his lip and letting his tongue hang out of his mouth a little, Sukuna watched you bite your lip as well. “Well I’m gonna go, I got stuff to do, but I’ll text you later (Y/N).” Dropping his voice as he said goodbye, Sukuna left the livestream.

“Holy fuck.” As soon as his phone was off, Sukuna let out a breath he’d been holding in. His heart was pounding hard despite how confident he was in his actions. Flirting was nothing new to him, but with you it felt different and like he’d never done it before in his life.

He watched the rest of your livestream while he finished getting ready for bed, laughing at the comments still teasing you about getting flustered with him. The notifications for Twitter were going off as well, and he knew for sure that there were new fancams for him to check out later.

(Y/N): Sukuna!! You’re so embarrassing!

Texting him after your stream, your cheeks were still burning at the memory.

(Sukuna): hey, you said it would be good for views and it was

(Y/N): I know…

(Y/N): did you really mean it, about coming with me?

(Sukuna): of course. If I didn’t want to I would have said no

(Y/N): that’s good lol!

There was a lull in conversation, and Sukuna nearly fell asleep waiting for you to either text him again or for him to figure out what to say next.

(Y/N): so, a date huh? Are you going to bring me flowers?

Now he was awake. He didn’t expect you to bring that up again, and his eyes flew open. Sukuna’s fingers hovered over the keyboard, mind going blank on what to say.

(Y/N): lol just kidding! I know you only said that for the stream! I’ll text you later about the details, I’m about to knock out

(Y/N): goodnight :)

Well shit. Now he definitely wanted it to be a date.

#jujutsu kaisen #ryomen sukuna #sukuna x reader #jujutsu kaisen fluff #jujutsu kaisen fanfic #jujutsu kaisen imagines #jujutsu kaisen scenarios

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ivy-loves-chocolate · 2 years

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Calming the storm

A/N: my first commission for the Mortal Kombat fandom. Thank you @blueblossomtea for the wonderful idea, tips, and for commissioning me.

Plot: everyone is blaming Raiden for his mistakes. A little AU of mkx where the revanats are turned back to humans and Raiden doesn’t become corrupted by Jinsei. Seeing how poorly they treat his uncle, Kidd Thunder steps in.

Type: fluff, a little angst.

Pairing: Johnny Cage x Raiden.

Ko-fi: if you like my work and want to support or commission me, visit this link (I’m in my Shang Tsung and Fujin phase for now lol, but I can write for any other character if you want, just DM me first ☺️).

Raiden was sitting in his chamber, alone, contemplating his thoughts. The events of the past few years divided the combatants. Once a powerful team bonded by the desire to keep the Earthrealm safe and stop the enemies' oppression, now they are split into two teams: one who was on Raiden’s side, and one who was against him. The war created new ideologies, that revolved around the thunder god’s mistakes. Some were able to forgive him and some had a hard time. Among those who had a difficult time were the resurrected revenants, Kitana, Liu Yang, Kung Lao, Jade, Jax, Sub Zero, Scorpion, and Sonya, who tend to be harsh by nature. On the other hand, there were Fujin, the combat kids, Johnny, Kidd Thunder, and Queen Sindel. The war was over now, and what was left was to be resolved in the aftermath.

Raiden kept thinking and thinking about how he could’ve avoided his mistakes. Even if he was grateful for bringing back the revenants, he could still feel that overwhelming guilt. No matter how much he tried to see the bright side, he would always fall back into his darker thoughts. The revenants are back, but at what cost? It’s his fault that they ended up under Quan Chi’s control in the first place. Not only that, but he also hurt the people he cared about. Kung Lao and Liu Kang both died at his hands.His champions, his sons….

The door cracked slightly as Queen Sindel opened it slowly. She knocked gently a few times, but Raiden was too caught up in his thoughts to notice.

“Lord Raiden?” She asked in a low and concerned tone. Despite all the corruption that happened to her, she still remained the same kind and courageous woman everybody loved. She is one of the few brought to life to stand by Raiden’s side. The others were just too blinded by rage.

Raiden raised his head and noticed Sindel standing in the doorframe, waiting for an answer.

“Lady Sindel, please come in!” He said this to the woman in a forced confidence, unable to conceal his depression.“What brings you here?" Is everybody alright? ” He wanted to get up from his bed, but Sindel stopped him.

“Please, you don’t have to. "Yes, everyone is alright.”

That is what made it so difficult for Raiden to overcome his guilt. He cared so much for the mortals, that even the slightest wound caused to them would make him question his abilities.

“That is good to know.” He didn't go any further, instead returning his gaze to the floor.Even in the poor lighting, she could notice the guilt in his eyes.

“We still want you to come celebrate with us.” Sindel said, after a short pause. “Fujin made your favorite tea, and Johnny brought some colorful decorations that he insisted you must see.” She tried to break through the grim atmosphere by distracting Raiden from his problems.

“We?” He asked. “That’s nice of them, but I think it’s best if I pass this.”

She got closer and sat next to him.

“Listen, I know some of them hold grudges over what happened, but they will have to understand it’s not your fault.”

He was about to say something when Johnny barged in.

“Hey Ray-dude, you need to check out these balloons.”

Despite being in a relationship with a thunder god, Johnny didn’t mature much. He still calls him by silly nicknames, and honestly, Raiden doesn’t mind. Being always so stern and serious, he sometimes needs a little humor to help him relax.

However, this wasn’t the best time for silly jokes. He scanned his surroundings. He saw Sindel sitting there with a disappointed look over her face, and he could barely see Raiden.

“What happened?” He asked as he was approaching the god.

“Don’t you know Cage? These ungrateful brats don’t know how to appreciate. They only see their interests. ”

Raiden wasn’t the type to talk about his feelings, mostly because he didn’t want to appear weak. However, that doesn’t mean it didn’t show when he was troubled.

“Don’t mind them, love.” He said as he sat next to him, taking his hand into his and holding it tight. “They’ll learn to move on. It’s not like they can replace the Earthrealm’s protector. What are they going to do, sign a petition and deliver it to the Elder Gods? ” Even if he couldn’t see Sindel because of Raiden’s masive figure, he could feel her piercing gaze.

Raiden let out a small chuckle.

“Cheer up! There is no party without the thunder god! ”

He appreciated their efforts, but he couldn’t imagine himself in the same room with them. He couldn't look them in the eyes knowing he had disappointed them deeply. Of course it was all in his head because he loved them so much, but he couldn’t think clearly. He wasn’t able to sit in the same room with Liu Kang after what he did to him.

“Thank you both, but I can’t be there." Most of them don’t want me around, and I don’t want to ruin their party. ” He said in his usual stern tone.

“You are too harsh on yourself, Raiden.” Sindel said. “I made mistakes too. I-“ she took a small break, gathering the strength to speak. “I left my daughter to be raised by that monster. I thought that by killing myself I would fix the problem, but I only made it worse. I thought that they wouldn’t take advantage of-“

Johnny got up and interrupted her.

“There is enough angst in this room to please the entire high school. I get it, we all made mistakes, but we also have to move on. ”

“For once, I agree with you.” Sindel said.

At their persistent requests, Raiden went down into the Sky Temple’s garden to join the rest.

Fujin, Kidd Thunder, and the Kombat Kids were happy to finally see Raiden. Kidd ran to him with open arms, wanting to give his uncle a big and deserved hug. He picked him up and held him tight.

“Brother, it is good to see you!” Fujin exclaimed happily. “I thought you wouldn’t come.”

“He wasn’t going to. You’re lucky to have me, because you know he just can’t resist my charms. ”

“And when I thought we would get along.” Sindel said while rolling her eyes. She went to reunite with her daughter in the crowd.

With Sindel gone, it was up to Fujin and Johnny to make Raiden feel better. The kombat kids also joined the little group. After the arrival of the thunder god, the tension rose among the kombatants, but after a while, things smoothed out by themselves and everyone enjoyed the night. Cassie and Jacqui showed Raiden some videos of kittens, while Kung Jin and Takeda were busy testing various drinks despite the warnings.

However, the peace didn’t last. Alcohol gets the better of people. Some were euphoric, and some would get violent. For some of them, it only amplified their trauma caused by being servants of the dark forces, making them angrier and angrier. Liu Yang couldn’t stop thinking about his last moments before Raiden electrocuted him to death. Of course, he didn’t intend to, it was just an accident caused by self-defence, but the monk wasn’t thinking rationally anymore. He kept preying on Raiden all night, looking at him from the crowd.

Feeling more courageous, he advanced towards the god with bad intentions. He wanted to confront him right there. He didn’t care about the rest, they were just background noises anyway.

“It’s nice to see you’re having fun.” The monk said.

Johnny, Fujin, Cassie, and Jacqui looked in his direction. Takeda and Kung Jin were too drunk to realise what was going on.

"Listen, man, we all suffered.” Johnny tried to smooth it out.

“No no, I don’t want trouble.” Liu Yang said, and it was obvious he lied. “I just want to talk with you. I'm glad you’re having fun, Lord Raiden. ” With a mocking tone, he said.“You’re having so much fun among people whom you killed; it’s amazing. How do you do it?" Should we invite Quan Chi or Shang Tsung as well?”

Their group fell silent. The garden was becoming quieter as the focus moved to them.

“I don’t think that bald rat knows how to party honestly.” Cassie said in an attempt to calm the water. Liu Kang didn’t have it.

“You have the courage to be with us, to look at us after what you did to us.”

“And what did he do exactly?” Cassie inquired, this time more irritably.

“What do you mean, what did he do?" He killed most of us! It’s because of him that we ended up revenants, that Kung Lao died in the Colosseum, and that Sindel attacked us! He killed me with his own hands! ”

“How was he supposed to know what to do? He based his decisions on a random and vague premonition. He did his best despite the setbacks. Also, he must win. He placed all his faith in you, and he believed in you until the very end. ”

“You didn’t spend 20 years as a revenant, Cassandra Cage. You don’t know what it feels like.”

“No, no I didn’t. But I spent these years seeing Raiden being tormented by guilt and sorrow for not being able to bring you all back. And what was his reward for bringing you back? More hate? ”

Liu stormed out. Some looked at Raiden with disbelief, and shortly after they left. Kidd was heartbroken after this encounter, after he saw his uncle being disrespected like that. Raiden left as well. While he was resting in his chamber, Kidd sneaked in. As he was approaching his uncle’s temples, his little hands lighted up with a blue aura that shone throughout the room.

“I will make sure no one will hurt you.”

A few days passed after that incident. Everyone spent their free time resting after the battle and preparing for the next one.

Worried that his brother wouldn’t come out of his room, Fujin decided to check on him.

“Brother?” He whispered as he entered. The room was quiet, and Raiden was lying on the bed. Fujin shook his body a few times. Seeing that he gets no response, he immediately thinks it is a curse. Panicked, he calls all the monks to help him wake his brother up. The news was slowly spreading that the Earthrealm’s protector had fallen asleep without a chance of recovery, and it also reached the enemies’ years.

“He’s probably faking,” Kitana said in disbelief. The princess was harsh on Raiden like the rest, and the situation didn’t impress her.

“Why would he fake it?” A sober and irritated Kung Jin asked. “It makes no sense.”

“Because he didn’t care about us,” Sonya intervened. She tried to remain neutral, but after Jax died, she distanced herself from the god. Johnny was hurt by her comment.

“I don’t care. He’s done more harm than good. ” Liu backed up Sonya.

Kidd heard the whole argument and felt enraged. He came behind them and spoke as loudly as he could.

“Why are you saying such hurtful things?”

They all looked down at the kid.

“Listen, it’s not your business. It’s grown up stuff.” Sonya said with a little sadness in her tone as she saw the anger in the kid’s eyes.

“Well, I better be counted as an adult since I’m the reason Raiden is like this.” He said. All of them remained silent.

“W-why?” Liu finally asked.

“Why?” Kidd could feel all his rage coming and he spilled it on the monk, “because not everything was Raiden’s fault! He had to work with a vague message from the future. The Elder Gods didn’t do anything about Shang Tsung’s treachery, he could foresee Sindel’s return, and don’t get me started on him killing you. You attacked first when you should’ve listened. ”

“What about Kung Lao! He just stood there while Shao Kahn murdered him.”

“He was busy watching over you while you recklessly went to untie Kitana!”

Liu Kang started to fell a little guilty, but he left before anyone could notice.

“You’re bluffing. There is no spell and it’s just a plan to get along with your uncle.” Sonya said.

“Believe it or not, I don’t care. He won’t be hurt anymore and you will have to figure everything out on your own. Let’s see if you can do a better job. It’s a win for me. ” Kidd shrugged and left, followed by Johnny.

"You're a tough kid, I’ll give you that.”

More days passed, and the anti-Raiden group was starting to feel guilty. What the kid said caught their attention. They were starting to believe that the spell was real. Also, everyone else began to be cold towards the group. Even Sindel avoided Kitana and Jade. The monks didn’t speak as much with Liu and Kung Lao.

Soon, doubt took over their hearts. The anti-Raiden group knew that the god didn’t have bad intentions, but they had a rough time forgiving his actions.

“Maybe I can make Raiden wake up with a kiss.” "Johnny said." Everyone gathered in the briefing room or the special forces at the request of Sonya. They intercepted some weird signals throughout the realms, and they were getting stronger. “It’s obvious he won’t wake up too soon.”

“Perhaps we could forgive him.” The blind swordsman added.

“Yeah, it’s been too long. Besides, the news about Raiden’s beauty sleep was spread fast throughout the realms. Our radars intercepted some dark magic” Jax said.

“Or perhaps we can speak with Kidd Thunder and ask him about the spell.” said Liu.

“Are you sure it's a good idea?" "Last time you triggered an anger outburst.” Kitana asked the monk.

Liu Kang had some trouble in the past few days as he was struggling with his inner rage and resentment. He knew Raiden was good at heart, but couldn’t forgive his actions. He wasn’t ready yet.

“I think we should speak with the kid. "All of us,” Jade added.

And so they went to the Sky Temple. Everyone gathered around Kidd who was playing with some figurines that Johnny had bought for him.

“So, did you all repent?”

“What now?” Kung Lao asked in confusion.

“You know, feeling guilty for your behaviour towards my uncle.”

“Wait a second, this isn’t what we talked about.” Jax said.

“All you have to do is to repent, then the spell is lifted.” Kidd said, not bothering to look up at them.

“Listen, there is a danger coming soon, and we need Raiden." We get it, we behaved badly, and he made some mistakes too. Now, can we please make it up and move on? ” Sonya tried to convince the kid.

Kidd started to feel enraged again by their lack of compassion.

“You could’ve avoided this if you listened to me in the first place!” He got up, and with the use of his power, he summoned a turquoise fog that was spreading in front of them.

“What is this?” "Liu Kang asked.

“Maybe if I show you, you’ll finally understand.”

In front of them were some pictures that seemed to be from the first point of view. As the little, short pictures went on, they realised that they were Raiden’s flashbacks. First, it was the moment when he received the message from the future. The combatants could hear his inner voice panicking and trying to find a solution. Then it was the moment when Kung Lao died, and a faint scream could be heard. When it came to Liu Kang’s death, the monk burst into tears, but not because of the scene but because of Raiden’s inner thoughts. There was a combination of sorrow and guilt, and a lot of self-loathing that lasted until the present. A scene from the Kamidogu incident was also seen, and they all fell into a deep state of guilt and sadness when they realised how easily he corrupted himself in order to fix the issue fast and not allow his combatants to be killed again.

“He did all of that for us.” Sonya said after the flashbacks ended.

“Yeah, and you were a bitch about it.” Johnny couldn’t refrain himself. She was his favorite ex-wife, but still a bitch when she wanted to be.

“We were really bad to Lord Raiden.” It’s been a while since Kitana addressed him as such.

“Yes you were, but I’m glad you realised that, daughter.” Sindel finally showed some warmth to her daughter after being distant for a while.

“I don’t care about the mission, or the dark forces, or whatever. "Just wake the dude up. I want to give him a hug.” Jax said, between tears.

“Just don’t crush him, dad.” Jacqui teased her father a little, before hugging him.

“I will wake him up, but only if you apologise to him.” Kidd said.

They all exchanged looks and remained silent for a while, then Liu Kang spoke for everyone.

“We will. We promise. ”

“If you don’t keep your promise, however, we will cut ties with you.” Johnny intervened.

They all looked at him in confusion.

“Yes, you heard right. If you are disrespectful to him or treat him poorly, we will cut all ties with you.You can protect yourself and your realms or whatever by yourself.”

“That counts for family too.” Sindel added, looking at her daughter.

“Mom?”

“I’ve seen what hate and anger can do to an empire. If I can avoid it, I will. ”

“We agree.” Kung Lao was adamant.

“Then it’s all set! We are waking up our brother. ” Fujin added happily.

“Wait a minute... Did you plan all of this? ” Kenshi asked, getting the hint that something was off.

“Of course, dad, we were behind this." We knew there was no other option and we all agreed on this spell. ” Takeda responded.

“Oh well, we would like to go into details about our grand scheme, but we have a god to wake up!”

Raiden woke up, confused to see all those people in his chamber, all crammed above his bed. The combat kids, Fujin, Sindel, Johnny, and Kidd, revealed their scheme to the god. He sighed and told them that it wasn’t necessary and that to a certain extent he deserved all of their hate. However, he was surprised when the ex anti-Raiden group hugged the god, one by one, and apologised profusely for how they behaved. Raiden told them that he viewed them as his children, and that it hurt him deeply when he lost them. They all agreed to forget the past and move.

After they investigated and finished the mission, another party was thrown in honour of the Thunder God, who helped them greatly in the mission.

“Hey, why don’t you kids go get some food? Fujin wants more beer, but Picky Queen only drinks red wine. "

“I’ll join you.” Fujin said, in a bit of a tipsy state. Even so, he got the hint and went along with the kids, leaving Johnny and Raiden alone.

“Where are they going?” Raiden asked, seeing the little group getting away.

“I sent them to get some food. I’m starving. ”

They were on a porch, resting against the fence. From there, they had a perfect view of the garden and of the people who were having fun. At the party, Liu Kang was dancing with Kitana under Sindel’s careful eye. Jax was dancing with Sonya. Takeda and Kung Jin were a lot more drunker than at the previous party. Cassie and Jacqui were babysitting those two. They forgot to take food and instead stumbled across the drinks table, resulting in the obvious outcome. Everyone else was just enjoying the momentary peace.

“Can’t she just lay off? She is 10,000 years old.”

“It’s still her daughter, Johnny. You should understand that. ”

“Guess you’re right. I’m cranky when I’m hungry. ”

“You always had an appetite.” The god chuckled.

“I missed this little shy laugh of yours.” He said while grabbing Raiden’s hand.

“I missed you, Johnny.” Raiden said while turning to face him. “While I was asleep, besides the moment when I failed miserably, I was also thinking about the moments we spent together, as they would make me feel happy and fulfilled. Besides, I could also hear you talking to me while I was sleeping, how you told me that everything would be all right and if the situation gets worse, you’ll simply kidnap me and run away to a place where they can’t find us. ”

“You heard that?” he asked, visibly blushing.

"Yes.” Raiden placed a hand over his cheek. “They were just lost. There was no reason to be angry with them." But I have to thank you for your little stunt. It helped them find their path, and it also helped me regain my happiness. ” He placed a kiss on his lover’s lips.

“Anything for you, Raiden,” Johnny added after they parted their lips.

“Thank you also for being loyal to me, and to the plan.”

“No problem, as I said, I will do anything for you.” They kissed again, but their moment was interrupted shortly by the growl of Johnny’s stomach.

“Think we have any chance of getting some food from them?” He pointed to the passed out combat kids near the drink table. Cassie and Jacqui were pretty tipsy as well. Fujin was dancing between Sonya and Jax. He forgot about the food too.

“I think it’s up to us.” Raiden said, while laughing at the whole scene. For the first time in a long time, he was finally happy.

#mortal kombat #liu kang #kung lao #raiden #johnny cage #sindel #kitana #kidd thunder #Sonya Blade #Jax #jacqui briggs #takeda takahashi #kung jin #cassie cage

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widow-maximov · 3 years

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Can you do a Natasha x reader of them finding out the reader is expecting, and basically they hadn’t told everyone else about their relationship yet and now they decide to because of r’s pregnancy~ 🦋✨

Of course! This definitely will be a lot of fun to do, Thank you for sending this request.

If anyone wants to tagged in my future work, DM me or use the requests to leave a tag so you'll be notified when I post, I don't have a limit on tags so whoever wants to be tag, feel free to message me.

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Finally

Pairing: Natasha x Fem Reader

Warning: Language, a lot of fluff :3

Summary: Having a secret relationship with the famous Black Widow is hard enough, but what if Y/n finds out that she's finally pregnant..

Word count: 2.3k

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Here you are, alone in the bathroom sitting on the edge of the bathtub as you bounce your leg up and down, staring at the test that you just peed on, the anxiety in that moment cannot be explained but one just have to experience themselves.

You always wanted to start a family and throughout all the attempts you seem to fail each time, you and your girlfriend of 4 years have decided to finally start a family, the subject with your girlfriend was tough as she always was afraid of doing something wrong and ruin the child's view on her just like it did on her when she was small.

People might wonder who is this girlfriend that you decided to take a huge step with, well it's nonetheless Natasha Romanoff, the woman who swept you off your feet the second you laid your eyes on her.

Let's back track a little, shall we?

5 years ago

It was a difficult and stressful time for you, you have been working your ass off so you could get recognised by Tony Stark, he was going to pick someone to work along him for his new project and you were up for that task, you knew if you were good enough he would definitely take an interest in your work.

Where you currently worked paid you the minimum and it just wasn't enough so when you heard about the offer, you took it without thinking twice, you knew that this would be a good opportunity for you and being recognised world wide for the work you did with him would bring more and better job offers.

Even if you had slight doubt about the work you did for this, you were picked out of everyone who took part. The happiness you felt in that moment was unimaginable, you felt so proud of yourself and Tony was too.

You was quick to work with Tony, he needed someone asap and what you provided him was more than enough, you were finished within couple days, it wasn't until day 3 that you actually managed to leave the place with him, he was going to walk to you around and show you some stuff that he created, but of course that didn't go unnoticed by the team.

Tony knew that if he introduced you to them, there would be a possibility of you being spooked by their loud strong personalities but he took the risk as they were his family in a way.

They were more than happy to meet you and you were fascinated by their weapons and how they complimented them. You found yourself in deep conversations with everyone, creating new friends expect that one redhead.

You knew she was the Black Widow, she along with the team were all over the news, she was a little concerned at how fast everyone liked you, she was happy for a new addition but there was something her that told her to be aware.

With each passing week you spent with Stark, the more he grew fond of your presence, that he even made sure you have your own room in the tower so you wouldn't have to travel so far back where you lived, the team were excited when you accepted his offer to stay here and soon even though you wasn't a hero, you felt like a teammate.

Natasha grew fond of you as well, the way your smile would make her day a little bit better, the way your laughter would fill the room, making her smile as well, she was good at hiding her emotions so she wasn't worried that the team might find out about her little crush on you.

'Little' of course, that's what she wanted to believe but each time at the sight of you, that just backfired on her, the way you wouldn't even notice her until she literally had to clear her throat, there would be a second in your eyes where you would be lost but a smile would be plastered across your lips at the sight of the Russian.

"Hello Natty" You replied as you made your way where she was, by the coffee which you needed desperately.

She stiffen at the nickname which didn't go unnoticed, causing you to panic "Oh I'm sorry! I didn't want to overstep anything"

"No, no you didn't overstep anything.." Her voice quiet down as she looked anywhere else but you.

You felt a little awkward so when the coffee was done, you grabbed the cup and slowly made your way out of the kitchen, that's when she spoke up "It's just.. No one called me that before"

You turned to face her as she held herself, arms wrapped around herself, from her body language she was afraid to open up which caused a lightbulb to light up in your head.

You took a deep breath, gathering the courage "Do you have a free evening today?"

Her eyes darted to you as she nodded "Yeah"

You nodded with a smile at her reply "Okay" and walked out, a part of Natasha wanted to go after you and ask why but another part wanted to see what you will do.

The evening come by really quickly and the curiosity ate at Natasha, she waited and waited and nothing, she thought that maybe you just were curious yourself but when she walked inside her room, she saw a little white paper placed on her bed.

She walked over and opened it, expecting some sort of prank but it only instructed her to go to the roof and wear something comfortable, so she just did that.

You knew the redhead wasn't exactly fond of you.. or so you thought, so sitting on the roof waiting for her to show up was definitely nerve wracking. You had set up a nice comfy place on the roof, with a projector so you can watch movies, it was with the help of Tony of course, he had to give you the permission before you went and done anything.

Your head whipped towards the door and there she stood, she looked a little shy but when you waved her over, she quickly hid that emotion behind her smile.

She took a look around and raised her brows at you as she sat down next to you "What is all of this?"

You smiled "Whatever you want it to be"

She looked a little confused before a smile settled on her lips as she looked down so you continued "It can be a movie night, just me and you or we can talk or we just sit here in silence as we stare at the sky"

In the redheads life no one really cared that much about her feelings like you did in that moment "Thank you"

She nodded proudly at her with a very wide smile and she continued "We can talk and then watch a movie"

And that's what the two of you did, she opened up, you opened up and it was like a perfect match in heaven, so many similar interests and voiced options about opposite views, it was really everything the both of you wanted.

Present

Your heart dropped at the result in front of you, it was positive. It was fucking positive!

The excitement washed over as the anxiety disappeared, this is what you wanted, this is what the both of you wanted. Natasha couldn't have kids of her own which wasn't an issue so when you suggested it to her, she was head over hills with the idea.

Now here you are, jumping around in the bathroom with the stick in your hand, you felt so happy, the nights of crying that you would spend with Natasha holding you tight, overthinking that there was something wrong with you; No you were convinced there was something wrong with you even if Natasha reassured you that were wasn't, that doubt lingered.

Now it was time to tell Natasha, you was anxious because for the past year of trying, you saw that Natasha lost hope, she tried her best to hide it but you knew better. It did hurt you slightly but you hoped for the both of you.

You looked at your phone and there was no message from Natasha, she would usually message you saying she would come back home early but you knew her job, you both agreed that whilst trying for a baby, you wont work and if a miracle happens she will quit her jobs for the time being.

You sighed a little with disappointment at no message but at the moment you didn't care, you was pregnant which was something you always dreamed off, you have a perfect family and now that Natasha is in your life, you are more than sure that she is the only person you would want to do this with.

You practically spent all night waiting for her, she sometimes managed to even come the next day home or even after three days but you didn't care, you would go to them if that meant telling Natasha first, it would be hard to keep the excitement in front of the team.

The front door opened as you jumped up and waited with a sad smile across your face, which was the first thing Natasha noticed when she walked through the door, she rushed to your side as she dropped her things.

"What's wrong?" Her eyes scanned your body for any injuries but when she noticed nothing wrong, she asked again "Is everything okay, Моя любовь (my love)"

You looked at her, even though you wanted to prank her, you couldn't keep it in anymore. You smiled widely which only confused the Russian "Y/n?"

You placed your hands on the back of her neck and she placed her hands on your hips, pulling you slightly closer. You pulled her into a kiss and instantly slipping your tongue inside her mouth causing a sigh to escape the redhead.

Her hands landed on your ass as she squeezed them but felt something in your back pocket, she frowned as she pulled the plastic out and pulled away from the kiss, staring into your eyes and finally looking down at the thing in her hands.

Her eyes looked up at you so fast as her heart started to beat so fast in her chest "Baby what is this?"

You smiled again but this time you actually spoke "I'm pregnant.."

The smile that you fell in love with, spread so eagerly across Natasha's face "Are you serious?" You nodded as you watch Natasha's eyes fill with tears.

She pulled you into a tight hug as she buried her face in the crook of your neck, you giggled slightly at her reaction, but hugged her back with the same affection.

"Finally, we are a complete family" She spoke against your neck.

"In secret?" You questioned her which she unglued herself from your neck.

She shook her head with a huge smile "No, not anymore, first thing tomorrow we will tell the team but for now I'm going to show you how much this means to me"

Before you could protest against that, she already had you pinned against the couch in the living room, you'll never get over the way she makes you feel.

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She was the woman of her word, she woke you up with breakfast and after that, the both of you made your way towards the tower, the team was already waiting as Natasha asked them to meet her there.

They all were pretty anxious to why the Russian wants from them at this hour, when the two of you walked inside, the first person who squeaked without you even saying anything was Wanda.

She run up to you and hugged you tightly but with caution, Natasha raised her brow perfectly at Wanda but shook her head when she understood what just happened. Wanda was your best friend and even if you didn't tell her about your secret relationship with Natasha, she always suspected something but never wanted to invade your privacy.

The team on the other hand were confused and that was very visible, Wanda let you go as Natasha took a deep breath and looked over at you with a small smile, then back at the team "Y/n and I have been in a relationship for the past 4 years"

Wanda squeaked again as the team stared at the both of you with the most dumbfound look anyone could witness, Natasha continued "And we are expecting-"

"What!" Steve stood up and raised his eyebrows as he looked from you to Natasha.

You felt a little shy as you looked at Natasha, she knew Steve had a thing for you, he would always try to ask you out but Natasha always discouraged him so he ended up leaving you alone.

He stood up "The amount of times you told me she wasn’t interested! You never asked her because you been screwing her"

You looked at Wanda who narrowed her eyes at him so you spoke up "What are you talking about?"

He looked at you with a soft gaze "Y/n I have been trying to take you out on a date for couple years"

You narrowed your eyes at Natasha when she looked over which made her look away quickly, you looked back at him "Why did you ask Natasha to do it for you?"

Natasha looked at you confused a little, making him speak up "I tried but when I did, she simply said you never was interested in relationships"

You looked over at her again with a small smile "Well she was right, it was her who I always been interested in.."

Natasha had a smug smile across her lips, he huffed in irritation and walked out, leaving the rest of the team to react opposite to him, they all gathered around, congratulating the two of you, Tony even promised to buy everything for the child which you were very grateful for.

You looked over at Natasha, and hugged into her side as she spoke to her team, you closed your eyes at the sound of her laughter, she landed you a kiss on the forehead, making you look up at her with a smile as her hand rubbed your back.

She was the family you always have wanted...

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