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miloformula123fan · 2 months

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Could you do fic for James Vowles with wife author!reader? ( He's at Williams ) He always goes to her events even though he's busy but he still makes time just to support her. And vice versa. Just something fluff and cute. Thanks!! :))

this is definitely not amazing, but im secretly quite happy with it

(also updates are gonna slow the fuck down because i have assessments and exams this term yay /s)

Please keep requesting - y'all have awesome ideas we agree on a lot of stuff :) - my guidelines are here, and if you want some prompts, they are here.

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james vowles x wife!author!reader

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book talk:

Y/N watched as a teenage girl walked up to the microphone. She clearly looked nervous, as had many other people coming up, but Y/N tried to make her feel as at ease as possible.

“Um…hey Y/N, my name is Elodie, and I just wanted to say how much I love your writing…” - Elodie

James quietly shut the door, once Logan and Alex were through, and didn’t try and push through the crowded room, they instead settled for a spot near the back where they could still see Y/N. They were sure that if people recognised them, they would be shunted towards the front or ushered backstage. They didn’t want that, they just wanted to stay inconspicuous at the back.

“Aww thank you Elodie, what was your question?” Y/N smiled reassuringly

“Um…well, for your book, ‘a sweet sting of salt’, I was just wondering if you had any inspiration for the character Tobias. While he isn’t the best character in the story, you said he was one of your favourite characters to write, and I was just wondering why?” Eloise asked

“Oh, that is a good question, thank you Elodie. Um… while the actions are obviously not based on him, a lot of Tobias’ so-called ‘good’ elements are actually based on my husband. So…okay I’m gonna hope that everyone has read the book, so I don’t spoil it,” she smiled “Um, so for those of you who are unaware, my husband is James Vowles, and he is the Team Principal of Williams, which is a motorsport for those who are very out of the loop. So I guess the main words I would use to describe both Tobias and James, other than loving because Tobias is definitely not, are logical, quiet, grounded, organised and productive.”

James smiles, watching his wife talk about something she was so passionate about.

“So for example, for logical qualities for Tobias and James in chapter 10, Tobias uses deductive reasoning, which I would like to say is James’ strong suit, however he sometimes misuses it, like deducing who ate the chocolate, the wife or the dog. Tobias uses it for more evil, using it for working out how to do the things he does. Maybe they are more evil and similar and similar.” Y/N pondered, garnering a small laugh from the audience

James stopped smiling, as he listened to his wife compare him to a literal murderer in her book. Logan and Alex were standing next to him, trying to avoid their laughs.

“Then for quiet, in chapter 16, James likes sneaking around and scaring the shit out of me when he gets back from the factory and from races to scare the shit out of me, and Tobias uses it for murder. Huh, maybe these 2 characters are closer together than I thought.” Y/N pondered, laughing as she saw her husband’s face

“Darling, I’m not a thief and a murderer. I honestly don’t know why you based Tobias off of me.” James tried to mediate.

However it was enough for Alex and Logan to burst out laughing, joining in with the rest of the crowd, who had discovered that James was there and found it very funny.

“I’m just saying you share similar qualities, more than I initially insisted. Are you sure you didn’t secretly murder someone?” Y/N tilted her head, as if genuinely thinking about the question

“Darling…” James tried to plead again

“ANYWAY - Then for grounded, in chapter 18…” - Y/N, moved on, continuing with her ideas.

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garage:

“And during this safety car period, Alex, our camera man has gone for a wander and he has gone down to the Williams garage, and while we’re normally looking at the team principal or other important people, we have instead zoomed in on Y/N Vowles. Now for those who don’t know, she is a writer, and she seems pretty hard at work at this book on her laptop. Now that will be good news for anyone who reads her books, including me, she writes very good books, available at all the awesome book stores, and no she hasn’t paid us for that, we just think her books are amazing. Oh and she waved at us. Hi Y/N!” - Jolyon said from the commentary box

James smiled at the sight of Y/N on his screen. While this weekend had been very stressful, it was very nice having his wife be there for him in the garage and then back at the hotel rooms, even after all the late meetings. He watched as she smiled and waved at the screen, and he was unable to resist the temptation as he smiled at the picture and waved back, earning another laugh from the commentators.

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book talk part 2:

“Sorry Y/N, my name is Leo, this is a bit of a personal question…” a teenage boy asked

“...as long as it’s not when I’m having a baby, or where I live, it should be okay, hit me!” Y/N tried to put him at ease.

“Your schedule for this book tour is a little all over the place, if you don’t mind me saying, it was basically like the first 2 months of the year, and now there’s just kinda weeks off or even months off, and I was just wondering if there was any sense to the schedule.” Leo shuffled awkwardly, unsure of how she would react to the question.

“Ah, well there actually is. First off, I cannot tour every week of the year, because I think I would just simply die. But the reason I picked those weeks off is because if my husband again. Are you guys sensing a pattern here? I love James, and I really want to support him at all the f1 races. So those are the weeks I took off, basically. And second, Baby Vowles is due in 6 months, thanks guys!” Y/N laughed as she put down the microphone and walked off stage, laughing as the cheers from the crowd grew louder.

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ladywinterwitch · 2 years

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Game Of Thrones (Headcanon) - Crushing/Jealousy

Y'all I really hope this doesn't suck because the tumblr page literally refreshed as I was almost done writing so it saved NOTHING and I had to re-write every single word so. Ngl I might've shed a tear but we're not gonna talk about that :). I mixed the 'Them having a crush in you' and the 'Jealousy trope' for this one. Also. I don't know how many of these Headcanons I'll write but regardless even if I do switch up the characters or format for the posts every now and then, don't panic lmfao If I stopped I would tell you. Apologizing for any eventual errors! They'll be fixed.

Warnings: mentions of sex but nothing explicitly nsfw (okay maybe be aware for Oberyn idk), cursing, nothing much really

*I will try to keep the gender descriptions vague, just like the time periods and avoid subplots unlike the other two parts simply because I wouldn't want to make it seem like mini series or something that you kinda have to 'catch up on', I hope that makes sense.

Main masterlist and other headcanons

Lmk what you think if you feel like it :'D

ROBB STARK

Robb is painfully smitten with you from the beginning. This in the very first times made him almost quite shy, but once he gained some confidence and some desire made its way along with the platonic feelings, well. He could be very sweet one second, and make you blush on purpose the moment after. With the whole Winterfell heir/oldest Stark kid thing he never lacked much in the confidence department and it was clear in more ways than one. He is the literal defintion of prince charming. Probably the embodiement of those brave and handsome heroes his sister Sansa liked to read so much about.

Depending on the time of his life in which he met you, he would be more or less careful of showing his feelings. If he were still in Winterfell, with his family and friends around, he would allow himself to be a little more carefree, especially if his father was still the lord of the castle. Catelyn would be a mixture of anxiety and excitement, Robb being her first born and having his first actual experience with love. Ned on the other hand would be just heart warmed by seeing his son being such a good and caring young man, like he raised him to be. Arya would probably either be quite uninterested or befriend you, depending on how much she could relate to you. The same thing is worth for Sansa, even though she would still be quite interested in how things played out between you two. Theon would be annoyingly teasing him about his crush, meanwhile Jon would be more of a listener and give his support to his half brother (cousin).

Depending on how things would've gone with the whole Robert thing, you would've been probably left alone without too much talk of a strategic wedding.

If, on the other hand, we were talking about a slighlty older and king in the North Robb, the situation would probably be more difficult. Regardless, you wouldn't have been the right choice for him to marry, not necessarily for your rank, but because your family wouldn't be strategically strong enough to have important advantages in the war of the five kings. Which is what he needed, but not wanted. Catelyn knew it, he knew it and you knew it.

This Robb would've flirted in the same way more or less, just probably more on the intense and desire filled side than the 'sweet boy' one. And definetly more subtle, for war reasons but mainly because he wanted to keep you safe. Speaking of keeping you safe, he wasn't an overly jealous man by nature, especially if he knew that he was in no position to give you something better than endless pining. But if a man, or another person, were to offend you, or make you feel unsafe, he would definetly pay a little visit in a more appropriate time to the fool in question with his werewolf. He knew better than to not take precautions with the people that he cared about. And after a little scare, he would go to see you and make sure you were alright.

JON SNOW

If Jon has one issue, is how stupidly stubborn he is. Especially when he's younger. This man would rather pin over you for the rest of his life than be honest about his feelings. And you kinda hate him for it sometimes. Regardless of him being in Winterfell as the lord's bastard or a memeber of the Night's Watch, his brooding never changes. Obviously the bigger issue in the second case would be that he literally swore to not take wife or father no children, which made the whole 'being hopelessly in love with you' thing a tad more difficult. In any scenario, he would have that one person close to him to whom he just couldn't lie to. Wheter it was Robb or Sam, he knew that every time you came up in the conversation he could either blush and get out of the topic, or just blurt out his feelings.

Younger Jon would definetly be more awkward and less obvious than Robb, especially because he was nowhere near having the same confidence. He would still be very caring and sweet, just in a more subtle way. If Robb was the kind of guy that would ask you to dance with him or bring you flowers openly, Jon would offer you his fur coat if you were cold or help you get up and down a horse.

He also really enjoys people who kind of understand him as he is and don't try to pressure him that much into acting in a way that it's not himself, and this is honestly one of the things that makes him go crazy for you. He loves how interesting and funny and genuinely caring about him you are. He thinks about you all the time. But gods forbid if he was caught actually having feelings that weren't angsty. He didn't like people that much, but he liked you. Very much so.

You could see through him though, so while you didn't want to pressure him to say more than he wanted, you could get irritated about how stubborn he was sometimes. It happened more than once that other people flirted with you or apparently so, and Jon was never thrilled about that, at all. If you looked around hard enough you could probably spot him in a corner of the room, watching you from afar, brooding as usual. That made you quite sad at times, because you didn't fully understand why he just wouldn't let himself go completely with you. You sometimes played a bit into it, just a tiny bit, to get him riled up. But in the end, you were always going back to him, making sure that you would actually never betray him. He knew that, deep down.

But again, he didn't trust people much, and could get quite protective if he sensed that something wasn't quite right with someone. Before doing anything though, he would often keep an eye on them, and after that if his worries actually were proven somehow to be true, it wouldn't take him much to use a few tricks up his sleeve to scare people off.

Older Jon would be more straightforward, both in personal relationships and with the whole confronting thing. Young Jon liked the shadows, older Jon wasn't afraid to put himself on the spot if he had to.

OBERYN MARTELL

Oberyn having actual romantic feelings was news to him. Many times, especially when he was younger he had questioned himself, 'Am I just horny, or do I care?' and no, the answer is no. He thinks that he got really close at times, but mostly he ended up having great fuck-buddies and occasional dinner companions. Most times he wasn't even interested in actual non-married people, so it's not that it could've gone that far anyway unless he was ready to start an affair. But he didn't care enough for it, way too many problems.

With you though, it was new. You weren't much younger and definetly not completely inexperienced, so it's not long after that you met that you actually had sex. You seemed fine with just having this type of 'fun' relationship, so it was really just him finding himself wanting to spend time with you in other ways. Your relationships had blurred lines for a while to be honest. He was the rich spoiled prince with whom you had occasional sex with, and you were one of the lucky people to get into the prince of Dorne's graces.

Knowing his reputation and generally his personality, it took you a while to actually start to believe that he could be in love with you. Riding horses, dining and drinking together, having sex, spending time together and even painting for fun, to you only seemed the behaviour of a rich prince that had a new 'favorite' of the season. Things started to get a different tone when you noticed how possessive he could be. Not in a properly toxic way, but he did like to get you absolutely flustered in the most inappropriate places, to not so secretly show you off while dressing you with the most beautiful and expensive garments in the realm, putting you at his side at important events and even saying that he wanted you to be just his. Not that you were in the position nor desire to actually sleep around, but that statement definetly put a more defined label on your relationship.

Oberyn usually wouldn't get jealous, but he would be even more confident and showy when he wanted to warn someone off. And then usually get you in a dark spot of the palace and fuck you while he told you you were his. And if someone had some snarky things to say about you, he made sure they didn't do it ever again.

JAIME LANNISTER

Confused, insecure, protective, closed off, romantic, intense, quite jealous, vulnerable

Jaime is complicated. He just is. There's also very little chance that he could've managed to look at someone other than Cersei in his younger years, because their separation was very brief, and the immediate failure of her and Robert's marriage gave them the perfect opportunity to keep going with their toxic relationship. As soon as he gets away from her, and loses his hand in the process, he also starts to struggle with his own thoughts about who he is and who he wants to be.

When he meets you, he didn't even thought about your meeting twice. He observed you, as he always does with people, but thought nothing more of you except your beauty probably. The first time you actually talked though, he did think about it a little harder. It was news to him that someone would actually address him in a normal and respectful way, without being fake that is. He had roughed up during the years, especially since people had started to call him Kingslayer, traitor, backstabber. Any kind of degrading name. No one actually even bothered to make their own opinions or listen to his side. Robert and Ned and the whole lot of other people of the court chose a biased version and went with it.

You didn't. Wiredly enough it left him feeling quite wired, and definetly interested in you. If anything, he was curious to see if you were going to ever speak to him again, and you did. You made sure to acknowledge him every time that you saw him, even at the cost of getting the stink eye from whoever was accompanying you. Jaime started to get more interested, and wanting to know you better. Either of you had any malice in this whole thing. You were both genuinely curious to listen to what the other had to say. And slowly, Jaime started to get more and more distanced from his sister. It's like he was blind, or willingly chose not to see, what she really was. The difference was obvious when he interacted with you.

You did create a genuinely nice connections, and you didn't miss to stop and talk or even walk together when you had the chance. The real turning point for him was when he started to actually think about you. He felt confused and quite scared, to be honest. He was afraid of many things; of the fact that he could actually feel something that wasn't so wrong like what he felt for Cersei, of how worthy someone like him could be of you. These thoughts remained quite abstract, even in his own mind, until he actually felt like he was punched in the gut when you started to get courted by another person.

Now, that, was quite the wake up call. Before you actually became a thing, his general reaction to his own jealousy was sadness and self loathing. So when you got together, knowing that he could actually allow himself to be close to you, his love language definetly became touch. He just loved to touch you, whether it was in an innocnt way or not. It's like he needed it. He would also be quite affectionate and funny, definetly the cockly Lannister in him. Fortunately enough there weren't many times in which he became jealous, but when he did, he usually just fucked it right out of you both, to put it lightly. On the other way, if any type of harm should come your way, now in that case his Tywin genes would definetly come through.

TYRION LANNISTER

Insecure, not overly jealous but anxious about your well being, trusting, sweet, funny, has your back

Tyrion has trauma. He really fucking does. Love? Trust? not his forte, either of them. So was he scared when he realized that he could be falling for you? Shitless. Just the mere fact that he met you in King's Landing made him think the craziest possible scenarios of how either his father or sister could've just come to you and say 'Trick that stupid little monster again, he deserves it'. He lowkey knew that it would've been insane, and he was being paranoid but at the same time you never know with those people.

You definetly made fun of people at court together. You also liked to actually argue about some topics, too. You weren't particularly fond of sewing when you were little, so your father made sure that you were at least well spoken, and honestly you didn't mind reading at all. On that you two would relate a lot.

You actually spent so much time together, and he loved how similiar you were. Mentally, that is. He would never even imagine to compare himself with something that he considered as beautiful as you. And even after making sure that you gained his trust, that remained a big issue for him. When he did actually get a grip and you got exclusive, or at least with each other, your relationship didn't change that much, except the sex and the teasing obviously. Tyrion's version of jealousy was more similiar to Jaime's. He wasn't actually jealous, per se, but he doubted himself and what he could give you more than anything.

You never, ever, gave him reason to, though. In that sense, you probably took more care of him than he did, and he really really appreciated you for that. He would've gladly ran away with you, but you both knew better than be reckless in a place full of backstabbers like King's Landing. You kind of had each other's back, and this understanding between you two allowed you to actually live your relationship peacefully.

Now, if Tyrion did feel that someone on his reach could actually try to do any harm to your or your relationship, Bronn would've taken care of it pretty quickly for him.

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forlix · 5 months

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hiii, it’s me again, 🪷 anonnie

I’m so glad you liked the song! I love giving song recs, and music and lit are so intertwined in my brain so I’m thinking of the two together all the time.

now… onto ‘empty my mind’… spoilers below:

SO GOOD 😭🫠

idek what this trope is called but I love when one characters is soo devoted and desperate to do anything for their lover. like, just give everything up completely and do anything for them. and I love it even more when the target of their affection is immediately aware of this dynamic and feels so protective instead of, like, taking advantage of it? which for sure you can see jisung assumes will eventually happen, and he feels like he deserves to be used and dropped. but reader treats him so well like ‘no, you’re not a bad person you’re literally just a human existing. you’re doing your best baby’ like UGH! SO GOOD!

and then they actually talk at the end and get that closure? like jisung feels safe enough to open up and reader understands him completely. and this silent reassurance that is fully being vocalized really convinces jisung that he does deserve to be loved. and like, he believes he’s being fixed too which is so much development. going from ‘I’ll do whatever you want, I feel like nothing so I’ll be thankful for anything you give me’ to ‘I’ll do whatever you want, because you make me feel like something’. also there is so much care put into the metaphor of the ghosts that manifest in his nightmares representing his mental health that I can’t get into it because I will literally CRY! how reader handles his mental state so tenderly just wrecks me 💗

also, love the scenes with felix and the other members. especially when jisung and reader leave the study group. I imagined felix thinking ‘yes, she can fix him’ the whole time he’s trying to bring them together. and I loved the smut, car sex is always sexy. not to mention how intent jisung is on convincing reader that he’s not gonna leave, and then later during the storm she assures him that she wants him to stay. like YES HE NEEDS TO KNOW THAT YOU WANT HIM FOR MORE THAN JUST SEX

sorry for the short essay but I really wanted to say it all. I think next time I will just dm you but I’m very shy about interacting with people 👉🏻👈🏻 anywayyy, byye, take care 🫶🏻

hello my light, my love, my lotus anon, pls accept my apology for replying to this so late i wanted to store it in my inbox until it finally sank in that it's REAL and you're real bc what the fuck. i can't believe u took the time to analyze "empty my mind" so deeply and so richly i wept reading this the first time and i'm weeping AGAIN typing this out. thank you, thank you, thank you

re: the connections between music and literature, you're SO real for that. for most of my writings (except for the drabbles), i include lil playlists in the description so y'all can listen to the songs i derived inspiration from while writing :') i would be so curious to know your thoughts on the ones i chose for "empty my mind"! or if u made any associations yourself 🎤 lmk my lyrical genius

and i seriously fell over myself reading your interpretation of their relationship because that's EXACTLY what i was going for, like, for real, you hit every single point and articulated it so much better than i could if i tried. i loved all of what you said, but especially the part where the reader embraces rather than takes advantage of him. i like to think he got the sense he could trust her from the moment they met, so he very cautiously continued to give himself to her bit by bit as they grew closer even though he was deathly afraid of doing so. and it was all worth it in the end bc she's wonderful for him and wonderful in general (can u tell i love my mcs)

and it's so interesting that you used the word "fixed." i had to tread carefully around their dynamic, in part because i didn't want it to seem like she was hoping to change anything about him (or yk those memes that are like "i can fix him" and it's about the most toxic person in the world? yeah that was not her thought process). the core of their love, the reason why they work, is because she doesn't see anything that has to be changed in the first place. he is fucking perfect to her as he comes. so i love the way you described it: it's him who wants to change, not for her but because of her, thanks to her, because she reminds him that he can.

taking an intermission to fangirl over you bc

going from ‘I’ll do whatever you want, I feel like nothing so I’ll be thankful for anything you give me’ to ‘I’ll do whatever you want, because you make me feel like something’

the way you PHRASED THIS HOLY FUCK. A BILLION TIMES YES. you picked up on their very essence and i'm pressing consensual kisses to your mind because you read them (and me) like an open book

ALSO!! ABOUT FELIX OMG. you're so right, ofc our wonderful, emotional, observant lix can see the clouds perpetually hanging over ji's head and knows mc will be able to help him scatter them. my fav matchmaker

NEVER, EVER apologize for sending me an essay my star. you genuinely have no idea how happy your ask made me like it's not an exaggeration to say my heart is floating within me rn. that you took apart my fic so tenderly and so perceptively not only enforced my love for writing as a whole but strengthened it manifold. i don't even have the words to thank you as vehemently as i want to but just know i'll be safekeeping your words for a very long time to come 🤍

i treasure you so fucking much. THANK YOU.

#also yes feel free to dm me any time! asks are okay too! whatever you're comfiest with baby #i teared up i love you #*inbox #🪷 anon

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justablah56 · 2 years

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Hey there !!! I'm Aether , it/it's :]

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I also run the @dndadscharacterpolls , so if you're interested in that, go check it out !

Im open to art requests ! I make no promises on how long they'll take me or if I'll do them at all tbh- tho please make sure that it's a character I know , otherwise I wont do it , sorry 😅 I've got a list of fandoms I'm in just below the cut if you want to check and see if I know the character youd like me to draw, or you can ask if youre not sure :]

I have . so many dndads character/ship playlists and if you ever want to see if I have a playlist for smthin I probably do and I WILL send them to you btw <3

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below the cut is mostly just a guide to all the tags I use in case any of y'all want to know those either to find specific stuff or block specific tags :3

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I use the tags "tag games" and "ask games" so if you see some post tagged w that you can probably scroll back through that tag for a minute to see which ask game I'm replying to !

I also tag most art/outfit memes with "art meme" , so if you wanna send me a req please do ! however if I rbed it more than like . a few days before you ask I would like it if you specified which one you're talking abt 😅

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pualaha · 2 years

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Are you, I don’t know, jealous

Okay, so I realized I have a huge crush on Eddie Munson, like?? Anyway, I am going to write this about him. This story doesn’t relate at all to the ST4 storyline, so there shouldn’t be any spoilers. Except for Chrissy asking for drugs However, just to be safe, if you haven’t seen ST4, beware.

And I was wondering if I should do an o/c character x someone but idk. I was thinking of names and chlamydia popped into my head?? tf. Anyways, enjoy :)

Also, I got a new computer so everything is capitalized and I hate it so, just know, it is not by choice. I read through everything, so there shouldn't be any mistakes, but who knows. LMK if y'all want more! Thanks, babes 😘

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE STRANGER THINGS CHARACTERS OR THE STORYLINE. I ALSO DON’T OWN ANY OF THE PICTURES OF GIFS USED!!

Mentions: Chrissy, hellfire club, Dustin, Mike, Eddie (obvi)

Meanings of abbreviations: y/n- your name, y/l/n- your last name, y/m/n- your middle name, y/ms/n- your mother’s name, y/d/n- your dad’s name, y/b/n- your brother’s name, y/s/n- your sister’s name, y/n/n- your nick name.

!⚠️TW⚠️!: strong language, mentions of a broken leg, mentions of drug use

Word count: 1258 I think

Type of fic: angst, fluffy

Eddie Munson x reader

Italics: flashback

There he was, your hot as fuck boyfriend standing all the way across the cafeteria from you, which wasn’t a problem until you saw her. You stared holes into his head, watching him flirt with hawkins high school’s very own chrissy cunningham.

“Yo, y/n, you good?” Mike asked. You weren’t really close with the members of the hellfire club, despite you being one, but Mike, Lucas, and Dustin were chill. Of course, they were annoying, but what freshman wasn’t.

You continued to stare at eddie as he twirled the cheerleader, her skirt flying up in the process, “never better, why?”

“I don’t know, you just seem like you could smack a bitch.”

“I could smack a few actually,” you finally looked at the boy. He looked terrified as he scooted away.

“You know, y/n, jealousy is not your color. It’s not your anything really,” Dustin commented, his smile turning into a from as you raised your fist.

“Listen here, toothless, I'm gonna fuck you up if you make another one of those ‘jokes’. Understood?”

Dustin nodded his head as he turned to Mike to talk about something you didn’t care for. So you turned your head back to your boyfriend and Chrissy.

Only people in the hellfire club knew about your past with Chrissy. You two were best friends coming into high school due to the fact that you had both tried out for the cheerleading squad your 8th-grade year. Since y'all had both made it, you thought it might bring you closer. Still, she had always been jealous of you. You were skinny and fit, with long, curly blonde hair. Your teeth were naturally straight and white. Basically, you were perfect (like everyone in every fanfic ever lol).

So when you were chosen to be a flyer, it was no surprise. This pissed Chrissy off seeing as she was your secondary base. Then, the other girls started being mean to her, and not you. You were becoming popular, fast, leaving Chrissy to fend for herself. You admitted that it was shitty, leaving her for everyone to make fun of, but you were finally on top. It wasn’t until one day, during practice, that Chrissy decided she’d had enough.

While you were doing a complicated stunt, and had to solely rely on your secondary base, Chrissy had let go, leaving you to fall on one foot, breaking your leg. Everyone else screamed and ran to get help, while she stayed and told you:

“this is what you get, bitch.”

After that, you were no longer popular. You had become what most dreaded to be: an outcast. While Chrissy had taken your spot as a flyer.

To say you were livid to see your boyfriend, not only with her but flirting, was an understatement. Therefore, you did what you thought was best. You picked up your tray full of nasty ass food, walked over to them, and dumped all of your food on the both of them.

“Damnit! What the fuck, y/n?” Eddie yelled.

“Yeah, what the fuck?” Chrissy looked at her now dirty and stained cheer uniform.

“Oh! So sorry, I must’ve tripped or maybe I didn’t see where I was going? Shit, I can’t remember the excuse I wanted to use.” you shrugged.

Before anyone else could say anything, your boyfriend grabbed your arm, “Y/n, we need to talk now.”

“Yeah you fuckin’ skank,” Chrissy’s boyfriend Jason said.

You turned around with a red face, “Oh I’m the skank?! Keep your bitch in check, she’s been getting around last I heard!”

That’s when all hell broke loose, Chrissy ran up to you and hit you square in the jaw. You stumbled back as you saw 'Ms. Perfect' start a fight. You almost laughed, but then you remembered this bitch just hit you.

(a.n. i love this line so i’m gonna use it!)

“You stupid, fucking bitch. I’m gonna fuck you up!” You screamed. At this time you two had started throwing punches and insults. Finally, Eddie detained you, while Chrissy’s boyfriend grabbed her.

“Ask your boyfriend what he was doing last night with me last night! Yeah? See what he says!” She screamed as Jason pulled her away, making you spit the biggest loogie you had on her face.

Now, you were in Eddie's truck driving to his house. Everything was dead silent as you stared out the window. Both of you pissed at the other.

"What the fuck, y/n? I don't get why you would do that?" Eddie finally looked at you. That wasn't what got you, it was the disappointed look on his face.

Tears filled your eyes as everything hit you, "please don't talk to me," you got out of the truck and walked inside. You debated on what to do next, should you get high as fuck so you weren't mad? Should you go to sleep? Or should you go ho- no, you should not go home.

It had taken Eddie a few minutes to follow you inside. He was expecting you to be searching for weed, but instead, he saw you standing still, tears spilling out of your eyes.

You weren't one to cry very often, so Eddie was surprised. He came up behind you to give you a hug. But you swiveled around to face him, you wanted to look angry, but you could tell it didn't work. His face had pity written all over it.

"Man, you know I hate her. How could you?"

"Baby, please, believe me, we didn't do anything."

"Then why? Why were y'all together last night or whatever? Why were you flirting with her today?" by now, you were exhausted, you just wanted to sleep, you didn't have any more fucks to give.

"She wants drugs, sweet girl. She said she's been going through shit and needed someone who wouldn't judge her. I don't know, it just seemed serious," although you still had your suspicions, eddie wasn't the type to cheat. Plus, he sounded genuinely concerned.

You stared at him, looking for a sign that he might've been lying, but you didn't see one, "If you're lying- just please don't. It's going to be a lot easier on both of us if you break up with me instead of cheat,"

Eddie grabbed your arms and wrapped them around your neck as he snuggled his head in yours,

"You're the love of my life. The only person who has ever truly loved me... I-I don't know what I'd do. Please don't hurt me."

You felt butterfly-like kisses on your neck, "Y/n, listen, I would never purposefully hurt you. I could never do that. I am so sorry I didn't tell you, she begged me not to."

Your breathing slowed as you looked at him. You knew you looked awful, your face was all red and blotchy, and your breath probably smelt bad from crying so hard. But the way Eddie looked at you, made you feel like you were the most stunning woman in the world.

"Y/n, can I ask you something?" Eddie picked you up to take you to the room for a nap.

"Yes, baby."

"Were you, I don't know, jealous?" he had a mischievous smile plastered on his dumb, beautiful face.

"I fucking hate you. I deserve multiple bowls after today," you laid on the bed.

"Bad girls don't get things they want, but I will make an exception this time."

"Thank you, E, I love you."

"I love you, too, crazy girl."

#eddie x reader #eddie #eddiemunson #eddie x y/n #eddie x you #stranger things #angst with a happy ending #fluffy #eddie fluff #eddie munson #angst #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson angst

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thesquareinthecircularhole · 3 years

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hey stupid, i love you [MCYT: Dream x GN!Reader]

song: hey stupid I love you by jp saxe

warnings: fluff

im pretty sure i made this an gender neutral as possible but if there is an error lmk thanks bby :*

im in a simpin mood bby

as always, song lyrics in italics

i skipped a couple versus due to repetitiveness oops

this is the one i complained about losing, but it actually worked out bc i like this one better...less wordy

word count: ~2k

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Nothing's wrong, and it's not what I'm used to Oh, does it surprise you too? When it's simple, is it easier than it should be?

"Hey babe, are you okay? You've been quiet today," Dream practically pouted as he asked you. He loved the sound of your voice and while you definitely weren't giving him the quiet treatment, you sure weren't as talkative as you normally are.

"Yeah, I'm good. Just distracted thinking my thoughts." You smiled at him and leaned against him. He looked down at you and pecked your lips. You gave him a sweet kiss back. The smile he gave you made your heart boom. Loving him was as easy as eating a cake (because the usually analogy 'baking a cake' isn't true, its sometimes hard to bake a cake, especially when a hungry streamer keeps trying to eat the batter or start a flour fight).

"Anyway, don't you have a stream with the Dream Team to get ready for? One that starts in," you look at the clock on your phone, "three minutes ago?" The slight panic that crosses Dream's face makes you laugh loud. He gives you another kiss and in less than five seconds has practically launched himself across the house into his recording room. Your laughter follows him the whole way, a smile and blush upon his face.

Nothing's wrong, but when you're not in my arms I send voice notes, you send hearts And get quiet, and I know that means you miss me

Okay, granted, you were the one to remind him that he was streaming with his friends today and speedrunning, but you didn't expect it to last well over five hours. At the beginning you worked on your classwork for your [college degree of choice]. You got it done quickly, as it was nearing the end of the semester and most professors of yours were laidback and wanted you to study more than write nonsense papers (fictional you, i'm so jealous). Occasionally you would jump in fear when you heard Dream shout, still not used to it after years.

After finishing your classwork, you started cooking dinner. Soup was the vibe for the evening, and you had found a wonderful chicken and dumplings recipe a while ago that you wanted to try. You did have to go to the store for some of the ingredients, but luckily it only took you an hour. You can back and he was still streaming. It took about another hour for dinner to be done. You let it cool and prepared yourself a bowl. You set your laptop up and started watching Dream's stream. Hearing his voice made you miss him, so you pulled out your phone.

Going to the two of y'alls messages, you started making him a voice message.

"Hey baby, I made dinner, so don't play so long it gets cold. I love you! Kick the enderdragon's ass baby! Mwah."

You continued watching him stream, and he took a pause for a minute, his screen not moving from the create a new world screen and his mic muted. A couple seconds later you got spammed with every heart offered in the emoji index times what felt like a thousand.

He continued being quiet for a couple seconds, although he did unmute and continue playing, answering George's and Sapnap's questions of where he went with, "I had to take a message."

You're jealous, you shouldn't be I want you obsessively But I know how complicated it can get When you're not in front of me I know insecurities get in your head

Chat sometimes upset you. Sure, you got Dream, all of him, but sometimes the comments made by some of the more obsessives fans were a bit to much.

'With the way he killed those mobs you know he's got good fingers'

'His voice is hot so he must be'

'Heyo dream baby lemme see them feet'

Okay the last one was more weird, and actually turned out to be a joke from Quackity but anyway moving on.

He was your guy, and he promised himself to you, but sometimes he seemed to have a genuine connection with some of the sweeter and not gross ones. It made you scared that someone, one day, will swoop him off his feet with a comment and he’d leave you for them.

But I'm not gonna interrupt if you need to talk about it Roll my eyes, get offended by the way you doubt it You know you're mine, you just forget sometimes So promise me you won’t And you know I'll remind you when you think I don't

The stream ended a little under an hour later. Dream left his recording room, grabbed a bowl of soup, and found you in the living room, lost in thought. He plopped down right next to you.

“Talk to me baby.”

“About what?”

“Anything and everything.”

“Okay.” You’re quiet for a bit, despite his offering of listening. He knew you were gonna take him up on the offer, you just needed a bit of time, so he was going to wait patiently. He finished his soup quickly, he was much hungrier than he thought. He put the bowl on the coffee table and before he was all the way leaned back on the couch, you were leaning against him. His arms wrapped around you, your head was tucked in between his head and shoulder, and a blanket covered the both of you. You looked towards the blank tv screen but felt his eyes on you.

“I love you a lot. And I know you love me too, but I’m afraid I’m not enough. You have so many options, especially with your popularity online. I don’t know what I’d do if you left me, whether it be for someone else or just because you’re tired of me.” Dream waits for you to stop entirely, with you breathing heavily.

“Well, you’re right about one thing. I do love you, a lot. The rest of it is wrong and I’ll spend the rest of time telling you so.” Dream says, pressing several kisses against your forehead.

“Yeah I know it’s stupid to feel this way, but my anxiety gets the best of me. It’s stupid, I’m stupid.”

“First of all, you’re not stupid. Second, hey stupid, I love you.”

Nothing's wrong, I just get in my head too Can you reassure me you, you're still in it? I just wish you could lean in and kiss me

As much as Dream loved you and reassured you, sometimes he would get caught up in his thoughts too. The life of a streamer/youtuber, especially one with as much fame and subscribers as him, was rough. The constant need to feed his fans with entertainment and content, and the need for the content to satisfy his fans was stressful. He hates to admit it, but he some days he spent to much time working and not enough with you. He thinks you would be so much happier with someone without a tight schedule and without a large, intense fanbase. Any random person on the street would be better for you than him, he thinks.

When he gets into this headspace, the only thing that grounds him is your lips on his. When you kiss him, the clouds go away and all he can see is your eyes, as bright as the sun, and your smile, which can tempt even the purest.

Say nothing's wrong, tell me to settle down You do it better than I've ever known how Won't pull some tricks for attention But could I get a little now?

Now, everyone knows that Dream likes some attention. He especially likes attention from you. Good thing is you also like attention, especially from him. The not so good thing is both of y’all get distracted so bad, it’s almost too funny.

He tends to get your attention by tickling you, whether it be in the comfort of your home or in public. One day, when you guys were walking through town, you stopped at a flower booth and got to talking with the friendly and flirty florist gentleman. It had been a couple minutes, and Dream was really needing some love, but you continued chatting with the florist who was definitely going to ask for your number but you genuinely thought he was just being nice. Dream crept up behind you and placed his hands on your side. You froze for a moment and looked at him, confused. The smirk that crossed his face barely gave you a second to prepare as he tickled your sides. Your laughter filled the street as you turned around as he tickled you. You wrapped your arms around his neck, which got him to stop ticking you, and gave him a kiss. The two of you continued on your way, attached at the hip.

And one day, when you wanted his attention, it was after he was done recording a manhunt with his friends. The actual video had been done for a bit, but they were just fucking around in the minecraft world and talking to each other. You had had a not so nice day, and wanted the crushing weight of your boyfriend on top of you. You crept into his recording room and came to stand right behind his chair. Based on the conversation you could tell he wasn’t recording anymore, so you knew it was safe. Your hands started in his hair, trailed down to his face, and slid down his body till your arms were wrapped around him snuggly. Your head was placed on top of his.

“What are you doing?” he asked, and received no response. Instead, you began aggressively shaking him and the chair, turning it this way and that, making him slightly dizzy. His laughter filled the room, and he quickly ended the call. The two of you spent the next 12 hours cuddled in bed, leaving only for the necessities.

You're jealous, you shouldn't be I want you obsessively But I know how complicated it can get When you're not in front of me I know insecurities get in your head

Dream got jealous as well sometimes. You were beautiful and a lot of the time attracted the attention of random passerbyers. Those people, who you don’t even know, who lived normal lives where they didn’t have to spend every second worried that their face will be revealed to the public and suddenly all their fans from around the world will know what they look like or the general area in which they live, who don’t have to obey algorithms and bend to the will of the masses to make sure they get paid enough to live, who could give you a normal and safe life. Every time one looked at you with some attraction, he pulled you a bit closer and kissed you a bit harder.

But I'm not gonna interrupt if you need to talk about it Roll my eyes or get offended by the way you doubt it You know you're mine, you just forget sometimes So promise me you won’t And you know I'll remind you when you think I don't

Sometimes, Dream needed to rant. A long, hard, intense, rant. Sometimes it was about how someone accused him of cheating his speedruns. Sometimes it was about how someone said something nasty to him or one of his friends. Sometimes it was about a comment someone made about him or you that got on his nerves. When he needed to talk, you sat there and you listened. You did whatever he needed to get better, whether it was just listen or talk to find solutions. You did it because you know he would do the same for you. And afterwards, a cuddle session was a must.

How could you forget? I told you seventeen times before 7 AM I love you How could you forget? I told you seventeen times

The morning after rough days were one of the bests. Arms tangled together, legs tangled together, everything tangled together, no one able to tell where one started and the other ended. Lazy kisses pressed to faces, hands, necks, any part of skin the lips could touch. One particular morning you woke up earlier than he did. A quick kiss against his cheek woke him up, and he gave you the most love filled smile any man could do.

“Hey stupid,” you said, “I love you.”

#mcyt #mcyt x reader #dream x reader #dreamwastaken x reader #fluff #songfic

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spencerhotchner · 3 years

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Alternative {spencer reid}

Chapter 2

summary: Since quarentine was announced, Y/N decided to rewatch all seasons of Criminal Minds. On a lonely night she wished she could be in that universe instead of this. What happens when she wakes up in 2008 in Quantico?

warnings: angst, a very confused reader, regular cm stuff and my grammar (if you find anything else pls lmk)

word count: 2.1k

a/n: ok, i am really excited about this series. and really thankful that y'all are liking it. also, i hope you will enjoy this chapter as much as y'all did the last one! it didn't end up as long as i wanted it it but ig its ok right.

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You could hear some familiar voices on the background as you began to regain conciseness, voices you could identify anywhere. You kept your eye shut for a while, feeling the tiredness and dizziness your body was screaming at you despite the fact that you have been unconscious, and on the floor apparently. Even though you're head was still too slow to think straight, you noticed that your face mask wasn't on you anymore.

“Who is she?” you heard the familiar voice of Shamar, or Morgan, given the circumstances.

“Apparently she knows me.” that was Spencer’s turn to speak.

“I met her this morning.” JJ states, you could only imagine the faces they would be making at her, wondering how and why. “I bumped into her walking on the street, she seemed pretty confused but yet she still knew who I was.”

“Well, that’s weird.” Emily said.

When you finally decided to open them, you felt like you were still dream. Once again you found yourself asking what was going on. Why was the whole cast of Criminal Minds standing there simple staring at you and why were they acting like their characters? Out of the two explanations that came to your mind at the moment, only one made any sense. I was a tv prank, it could only be. There would be no other logical reason to it, other wise.

“Are you ok?” Hotch asks, offering a hand.

You stared at him trying to figure out what to say, but without saying a word you took his hands and got up. The whole team was looking at you, with weird expressions. You felt almost like you were an unsub, you hated being stared.

“Yes, I mean, no!” you say. “Is this a prank of something? Because, damn, you guys went too far down with it. Fuck!” you say, finally snapping.

“I’m afraid I don't know what you are talking about.” Rossi said.

You tried not to but as soon as you realized you already had a big sarcastic expression on your face. How wouldn't they? They were tv stars and they were clearly acting, you've seen it.

“Oh, you're not?” you said, as sarcastic as you could be. “Ok, let me enlighten you all, since you ‘don’t know what i’m talking about?’. I woke up in this freaking random apartment by myself wearing the exact same thing I was wearing the night before.”

“...and where is the part we fit in there?” he replies.

You ignored him, sighing and trying to push your anxiety down.

“As I was saying, I was wearing the exact same thing and I was in Bellevue, in Washington state. I have no idea who decided to pull this off but as much as I love the show, I am not enjoying this.” you say, looking around trying to find cameras.

They all kept staring at you, Rossi was the only one who didn't seem worried about, it was like he thought you were on drugs or just delusional. You were even starting to believe in that. JJ and Spencer kept staring at each other, possibly trying to figure out what was going on, and how you knew them.

“You believe you were abducted, then?” Hotch finally says something.

You sigh again, trying to be patience. All you wanted was to go home, when you said you wanted to meet the cast - all the hundreds of times you said it, you didn’t mean this. You closed your eyes, because suddenly all you wanted to do was cry. You couldn't count how many times you imagined this happening and it was being just awful. You hated being confused, lost and being pictured as crazy.

“No, Agent Hotchner” you spilled his name, sarcastically. “I am sure.”

He looked at you without much expression - as usual, but you could tell he was superseded you knew him, just as much as the team. Morgan step forward, walking towards you. You stared at him, trying to remain calm.

“Listen, we can't help you if you don't let us.” he said. “Can you tell us your name?”

God, don't they realize this is funny? I do not wanna be acting, some pictures would do the job just as fine.

“Y/N Y/L/N” you say as you watch Rossi give Garcia a look making her nod and direct herself to her ‘cave’, certainly to search you up.

“Alright, you have someone we can contact with?” JJ asks.

You nodded, yes you did. But they wouldn't pick up the phone, as you tried multiple times this morning on the old cellphone. What if something happened to them? This was all so confusing.

“But she won’t pick up the phone, I tried.” you said.

Once again, you caught yourself wondering what was going on. And that was the moment you kind of got what was happening. Would it be possible that you shifted to this universe? Maybe this wasn't all a prank and your wish had just became true. You probably should've thought about it before asking for it. At once it hit you, what you said to your friend just last night.

“What is something you would want to do right now?” your best friend asked you, leaning a bit towards you, laughing drunkly.

“Um, I’d really like to be in Criminal Minds right now.” you say laughing as you best friend rolled her eyes. “No, listen! I’d love to meet Spencer Reid and I don't know, it just sounds better than quarantine.”

“Yeah, sure, because serial killers are just not bad at all, huh?” she laughed.

Maybe this was true, maybe you did shifted. And if you did, you sure sounded like a crazy person, and probably a stalker. You looked around trying to figure out if you could sit somewhere, it all became took much for you mind at that moment.

“Can I sit... Can I sit somewhere?” you asked, probably looking as ill as you sounded.

You watched as Reid rushed to bring the chair. You set down trying to figure out how you'd leave there, and how you'd shift back. Staring at them you felt your heart warm a little, you dreamed about this for so long - as it was all it was, a dream, until now, at least.

Before you could say a word you watched Penelope come back and whisper in Rossi’s ear, probably what she found out about you. Which, maybe was everything, since you had no reasons to hide a thing about your life, which was quite boring, in fact.

“Who are you?” Rossi says, like he’s ready to arrest you.

“I-I already told you.” you answer. “I’m Y/N.”

If you needed any proof about what was going on that was it. It was like you did not even exist, like you weren't real. She probably didn’t find anything because you’re not from this universe.

“Alright. What can we do for you, Y/N?” Morgan asks.

“I need to go home.” you let it out. “I don't know how I ended up here in Quantico.”

Garcia stares ate you, almost like she felt pity about your situation while the rest of them kept a suspicious look at you. It’s not like you blame them, anyways, you would think it’s weird for somebody to come out of nowhere knowing your name and claiming to be pranked.

While you were sitting there, with all those eyes at you, you thought that maybe giving up and trying to figure it all out by yourself maybe would be better. How would they help you, anyways? It is not like they could send you back. And it is also not like you didn't actually wish for this.

There are some wishes that are entirely rhetorical.

“You know what? I’m good.” you fake a smile, obviously. “I’m just gonna go.”

You stoop up fast, not giving them much time to contest you. Spencer looked confused, more than any of the others, for some reason. Maybe he was just curious on how you knew him, or JJ. Either way, you wouldn't know.

Hotch looked at you, wondering your action. Why were you so desperate at one time and tried to pull off as if it was ok? It was definitely not ok. Your smile looked fake, your body seemed tense and your eyes looked as lost as he could think someone could be, as he has seen a lot of lost eyes.

“Thank you, for your attention, though.” you say. “I’m sorry for taking your time agents.”

You stormed out of there, not even realizing that you left your jacket in there. How could you? Not when you ran out of there as if your live depended on it. You let a sigh out as you got out of the building, not even noticing when the tears started to come down at your cheeks.

At that moment you didn't care at all about where you were, you set on the floor, letting the tears roll down and the sobs come out. You never wished to be away from your reality, it only seemed nice in your dreams. Right now, all you wanted was to go home and hug your parents, or even just see them. You felt lost, as lost as a five year old who can't find his mommy at the park.

You got scared as you felt a big hand touch your shoulders. As your turn, to see who was it, Spencer looked as nice as you could ever picture him to, or see on the screens. His face resembles worry, like he was actually wondering what happened to you and why where you there.

“I believe this is yours.” he hands you your jacket.

You stare at him before.

“Yes, thank you.” you wipe the tears away.

“No- No problem.” he said, sitting by your side. “Are you ok?”

“Yeah.” you answered looking away.

“You don't have to lie to me.” he said, as you looked back at him. “I wanna help you, but I can only do that if you cooperate with me.”

Why would he?

“I don't know where I am. I mean, I do know but I don't know how I ended up here. I understand what is going on, I did after a while but I don't know how to change this situation. I don't know how to go back home.” you said.

Not like he’ll understand, anyways.

"Maybe... Maybe me and my team could help you figure it out?” he tries.

“I doubt it.” you shake your shoulders. “I know that you guys are awesome at your job, don't get me wrong, to be honest I’m quite the big fan.” you laughed a bit. “But it’s just out of hand.”

He stops, looking at you. Gave up offering help, you were not accepting he felt it. No, he knew it. It was his job to know what body language was telling him, anyways. He didn't want to stare at you, but he felt like he needed to. He was stuck at your looks, so pretty, yet so lost.

“If we can't help you, is there anything I can do for you?” he asks.

You looked right into his eyes. Thinking, if you should say it. Maybe so, it wouldn't kill you, it was not like it was the real world of something, well maybe it was but you couldn't care less. All you wanted was somewhere to stay this night and figure out how to get back.

“I do need a place to stay tonight.” you say, smiling little at him.

He had a weird look on his face when you said that, like he wasn't expecting it. Because he wasn't. That moment he considered himself a crazy man, because he knew the risks and yet was up for it.

“Uh, ok.”

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thewritingstar · 4 years

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Blue with Envy

Pairing: Bubbles x Boomer (Boomubbles)

Fandom: PPG

So this is my first fic for the blues, which is really weird to think about. I haven’t written a solo fic for them, at least I don't think I have so I hope y'all like it. im terrible at fluff but here we are :)

Tag list: @shellielyzabeth @unvalley @over-under-through1 @lisathefan @creativecilla (lmk if you wanna be on the tag list)

“Alright, look I don't want any problems, just put the money in the bag.” Boomer demanded and he smirked when he saw the cash drawer open and the gas station attendant held the money with shaky hands.

He never thought that he would still be doing crime at seventeen but yet here he was, listening to Bricks demands and going out in the cold early in the morning just for chump change.

Boomer heard the sliding doors open behind him and whipped his head towards the door as he kept his glowing fist at the man. He saw nothing but the door starting to close and he furrowed his brows.

“When will you learn?” He let out a yell as he saw Bubbles sitting in front of him on the counter. She looked positively board and he watched as the man with the money dropped the cash bag and ran to the employees only door.

“Fucking hell, what do you want?” He sneered.

She rolled her eyes and placed her foot on his chest before kicking him with a strong force and causing him to fall into the postcard rack behind him. Of course the blow wasn’t even bad but he was annoyed she got that out of him. He jumped to his feet quickly, ready to start a fight and have this place go up in a blue light.

He tried to come closer but she held her hand up signaling for him to stop.

“You know you’re better than that.” Bubbles mumbled. “You’ve always been better.” Her voice just above a whisper.

His voice got caught in his throat as she put the money back into the register, causally ignoring him. He should have flown and kept the cash so that his brothers wouldn’t rip him a new one but he was frozen in place.

She looked tired. But in a way that she was hanging on by a single thread. There was this undeniable sadness that had washed away any part of joy and laughter. The girl he saw hours ago was not the same now, at least he thought. Her baby blue eyes were laced with heavy bags underneath them and even her face lost that angelic glow she constantly had.

“Yeah right.” He spat. He didn’t have to listen to her lies, even if she did sound genuine.

Bubbles looked around the store and noticed that they were the only ones around before picking up the fallen postcard rack. “You know Boomer, I’ve always been slightly envious of you.” She said.

His eyes widened as she kept placing the cards back.

“Envious of what?” He asked and his palm tightened to a fist.

She let out a small laugh. “How carefree you get to be. Super villains, well I don’t think you are one at least, they get to live peacefully. The only torment they receive is constantly being overshadowed and beaten by sunshine’s and rainbows.”

He scoffed and scraped is foot on the group before snatching a lollipop and shoving it into his mouth. He glared at her when she finally stood up and leaned against the counter. “Not always beaten by little girls.”

“Of course not.” She giggled and this time he could see the soft glow in her eyes. “Then again, we aren’t little anymore.” She shrugged.

“Now what?” Boomer questioned. “You got me, gonna take my ass to jail?”

Bubbles thought for a moment and shook her head. It was a little odd to see her blonde curls not up in the infamous ponytails but instead hanging loose on her shoulders.

“I don’t think so. I don’t see a reason to.”

He raised a brow. “But I broke in and-”

“I can send you ass to jail.”

“No! Thats not-I’m just wondering on your reasoning.”

Bubbles walked back to the counter and plopped onto it before taking a lollipop for herself. “Do you ever get tired?”

“Tired?”

“Tired of being like this?”

“Like what?” Boomer asked and when he looked at her, she was staring at her hands. “Oh, like that.” he frowned.

Maybe it would be easier. Actually, it would be easier to not have these powers at times. He wouldn’t have to deal with the power struggle of good and evil or how he lived in his brothers shadows. he wouldn’t have to deal with mixed emotions about his purpose. But then again, he wouldn’t be here if it weren’t for the chemical X.

“Sometimes I guess. Why do you?” Boomer questioned.

She fell silent for a second. “Sometimes.” Of course they felt the same, they were counterparts through and through, maybe she struggled with the same fears as he did? But he didn’t think he should ask.

He looked at the time on his phone and saw that four am was coming up. He should get going. “Well its been really...something.” He spoke and pushed off the counter. “I guess I’ll see ya or not.”

He began walking away, the cash register looked like it was untouched and the store was perfectly in place. He threw his lollipop stick in the trash and the double sliding doors opened to the cool air.

“Boomer?” He stopped in his tracks and looked at her. She was still on the counter, eyes towards the lights. “I wasn’t lying when I said I was envious of you.”

“Miss perfect is envious of a street rat?” He sounded disgusted with himself but when she met his eyes, she had an expression of pain as if his comment hurt her as well.

Bubbles now joined him at the front. He never noticed how he was only an inch or two taller than her. Their eyes slightly unleveled but he could hear their heart beats go in sync.

“But you get to be imperfect and do as you please. I think you have a lot more to you than you realize.” She sighed and reached into her pocket before handing him twenty dollars. “It’s all I have on me but I think it’s better than taking something from a family that means well. If anything, go for corrupt places or even the Morbucks.” She passed him and walked under the moonlight.

Boomer looked at the crumpled up bill in his hand. He didn’t understand why she did that, she didn’t have to. He was a super villain..well, bad guy so to speak. And yet, someone who he has hated, maybe not hated, cared about his well being and could have easily left him in the dust.

“Bubbles?” He called after her, not realizing she was already in the air. He jumped and floated up to her, meeting her eyes and she looked at him with wide eyes and pink cheeks.

“Yeah?”

He bit his lip and ran a hand through his hair. He suddenly became very nervous. “Do you think maybe, we could, uhh, be friends?”

She blinked those baby blue eyes at him. He thought she was going to reject him. Spit on him or even punch him to the other side of town, the way rivals do. But instead she took his hand and gave him a smile that suddenly warmed his heart.

“I would like that a lot.” She said. “I’ll see you later Boomer.”

He offered a small smile but then let out a gasp as her lips touched his cheek quickly and when he opened his eyes, the bright blue streak was across the sky. His heart rate picked up and he found himself reaching up and touching the place her lips were just at.

He didn’t truly know how to feel but in that moment there was a smile on his face and he felt calm and as if the world started to make a little more sense.

Hope I did the blues justice

#blues #boomubbles #blues fic #bubbles ppg #bubbles x boomer #boomer x bubbles #ppg fic #ppg #the Powerpuff girl fic #the Powerpuff girl

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domjaehyun · 2 years

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7, 8, 12, 13! :D

THANK YOU OMG okay here i go

7: Which part of writing do you struggle with most?

the part where i have to write 🧍🏽‍♀️ KIDDING but also no i'm not fkjdgsdk i have scene ideas out the wazoo and what's crazy to me is that my brain, the way it fuckin works, i SEE the shit. i either see the scene playing out like a movie OR i will straight up see paragraphs :/ of the fic in my head :/ and im like oh dope jewel just write the words in your head and then i get to my laptop and am abt to write and then my brain wipes the words in my head and goes "hey go look at haechan videos" and well.... what am i gonna do, say no? so tbh i've started making voice notes where i just word vomit everything that's in my head and it's actually fun and easier at times? bc i dont have to worry abt like . "wording it properly" bc i'm so fixated on stuff like that so if i can't find the right word when i'm TYPING it trips me up for ages dsfgskdfj

8: Do you listen to music while you write? If so, share a song that’s been inspiring you lately.

I DO!!!! omg tbh i have a million and one things in place for when i wanna listen to music while writing i have a million playlists that either i made or someone else made and depending on the fic, i have a playlist for like. the fic vibes either for the main character or . the fic in general dfjksdkl so tbh i don't have like One Song i don't think in general but the wip i was working on before i . started thinking abt a new one . has a whole playlist of songs for the main character's vibes and doja cat is a big big influence!!!! tbqh i am actually searching for . a song i can fixate on for this fic somewhat sjkdgskdf music helps me get in the vibes :p

12: Is there a trope you haven’t written yet but really want to?

i answered this one already but there are a few tropes i could answer this with so i'm doing it again!! BYE i was gonna . say 2 of the ones in my masterlist of wips but . ngl it would rly piss me off if i said any of them and then someone wrote one like . bc of me 😭 I DON'T LIKE BEING COPIED and i think that's part of why i don't usually go w the more "out there" ideas i have bc i'm like . if someone writes a fic abt, like, roommates and sexual tension, i won't be like THEY'RE COPYING ME bc the idea existed long before i wanted to write abt it yknow? but like . ppl have way more like . original/out-of-the-box ideas lately and i've seen people... just p much openly taking the ideas and not giving credit idk it really . is not . a thing that i enjoy it makes me really mad actually fdglskdj SO. i'll play it safe (and keep my more "out there" ideas on the down low for rn) and say fake dating is kinda interesting to me!!

13: Is there a trope you wouldn’t write if it was the last trope on earth?

i answered this one earlier too but again i have multiple possible answers fjgsldfjks tbh? there are answers i'd give for this that have literally been requested from me 😭 like they're in my wip list bc someone asked me to write them but i think that'd be mean to call them out bc theyre not Bad Tropes they're just not things i'm interested in at all yknow? TBH I JUST DID A FANFIC TROPE RANKING THING SO . if y'all wanna see my rankings . lmk . yeah <3 but on that list there were a bunch i didn't even think abt fjsgdkjl like tbh most angst tropes i'm not touching ever so . only happy endings as far as im concerned!!

THANK YOU FOR ASKING BTW :D anonnie is asking questions from here btw!!

#answered #anon #ask game

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sporadic-writer · 4 years

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Welcome to the neighborhood

Warnings: swearing, mentions of drugs (just weed, I smoke responsibly sorry if reading about it bothers you), as always stop reading if you don't like it.

Note: idk which twin has the girlfriend, Sam or Harry. So let me know. Also, let me know who you guys want this to be about (Tom or Harrison). Another thing is that I wrote this before my country fully flushed itself down the shitter in chaos and injustice. So let’s all read this to escape a tad and for some metal rest. BLM!

The teaser I wrote to start is here

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"Yeah mom.. no I'm fine! Really! Haha promise! They tested me and told me since it's negative then they will add me into the adjusted hours group. They said I can get at least 2 full days a week in rotating with the other keepers. I just gotta fill some paperwork out first." You walked around your back deck and tended to plants while speaking on the phone to your mom back home in Iowa.

"Y/N are you sure? You being in another country during all this makes me so nervous. It's so easy to get sick sometimes." You rolled your eyes at the dramatics.

"I'm set here! I still have a job, a place to live thanks to Renee's husband, and no coronavirus. I'd say I'm alright." Talking to your mom despite her worries did put s smile on your face. The sun was shining and the air was finally not cold as hell in England. You finally felt settled now that you had more time to move into your new home. Your mother kept talking and soon got called that dinner was ready. "Ok mom love you too. Tell dad I said hi!"

After hanging up you looked for the head you noticed peaking at you earlier while you talked. There was nothing, but you did hear the guys who lived next door talking about your cousin's husband as 'old pool guy' and wanting to use the hot tub. It made you laugh and you made a mental note to find them later and invite them since they wanted to hang out so badly.

You didn't know much about them other than it was just guys. They all seemed to know each other for a while and at least 2 of them were brothers. That is all you gathered from some occasional eavesdropping. Downside of social distancing starting right after moving into the cute little place given as a congrats at your first real job. You never saw everyone's faces to distinguish each guy. Your cousin’s husband had the place outside London and never really lived there anymore, and rather than sell it he gave it to you. Easier than finding a shitty apartment with way too high rent. Plus, Renee would not let you say no. So you didn't. Thanks Xander!

After finishing checking the water level on the pool and tub to round out the to do list, you were about to go inside to finish new employment paperwork when a soccer ball got sent over into your yard. It came from the boy's yard. No time like the present to break the ice you thought as walked to get said ball.

Smiling and laughing to yourself you heard exclamations happening among the group of men. You popped your head up by standing on your deck railing and they looked to you. They apologized over nothing and you thought it was sweet. Plus, it was nice to actually get a proper look at their faces. You still didn't really know their names, but at least now they were coming over around 8 for hot tub time and drinks.

TIME SKIP

"Thanks for letting us come over! Though, sorry for talking about your family and place without even properly meeting you." The man speaking, Tom as you learned, smiled as you handed him a drink.

You shook your head in protest. "Really it's fine. This is my cousin Xander's place. I just got a job at the London zoo and this was a congrats gift. Sorta to take out the struggle of finding a shitty apartment. Plus, I've been busy over there so that's why you have not seen me much. Still working out my schedule, plus a virus." While talking you lifted the cover off the hot tub. "Now, I believe there was a purpose to this visit?"

"Despite my brother's lack of tact before, that wasn't why we actually wanted to hang out with you. We wanted to meet you as well." Tom's smile made you do the same in return. You looked to the guys on your deck and chuckled.

"Then why did you come in swim trunks if that wasn't the objective?" You caught them and knew it based off the blush on Harry's face. "I'm teasing. It's totally fine. You guys get comfy, jet buttons are on the side, I'm gonna change and grab some more beers and such." You let them be as you changed into your suit in your room. You made sure you were all set and presentable. It was quick and you put your hair in a pony tail while walking to your fridge. Grabbing some bottles you made your way back to the group.

Passing them around you spoke, "Sorry if these suck. I'm still figuring out which beers here I like. I had American ones but finished those. So I don't know fully what does and doesn't suck."

They took their bottles and Tuwaine smiled at you. "There are English equivalents I can tell you. Now I gotta ask, and don't take offense. But why does it smell like perfume and weed out here Y/N?"

"Yeah I smelled that too! Thought it was the chemicals from the tub or something.." The man learned to be Harrison looked at the hot tub he sat in in reference. You blushed at being caught. Eyes went wide slightly as well. Then you mentally scolded yourself after turning and seeing your ash tray and formally lit joint on the deck table.

"Haha yeah you caught me. The perfume is Chanel, put that on before you came, and the pot is well.. pot! Smoked that before you came... Y'all aren't narcs are you? If you're chill I'll share." You didn't need things to go sour first time hanging out with neighbors. You needed friends your age here outside of work!

Tom laughed and smiled. "Relax darling, it's fine." He watched you let out a breath of relief. None of them were ones to judge someone on what they do casually in their free time. "Maybe another time on the sharing though, I'm set. Just tell us about yourself."

"Well offer stands and I will finish that in a bit full disclosure. But me, 22, recently employed keeper at the London zoo, umm I'm from Boise, Idaho, mom and dad are back there, very easy going, and a big fan of nature and having fun! I got my degree from University of Wisconsin and this is my first time being overseas, only been to Canada in regards to international travel. Any specific questions?" They all took in your short backstory as you climbed in with them in the tub; instantly relaxing in the hot water, eyes closing as you drank your beer. Harrison was quickly taking in the details of your face. A few ear piercings, long eyelashes coated in pretty mascara, nice jewelry on too. He got the sense you were chill and put together. Plus, you seemed to know how to have a good time regardless of the situation.

"Boyfriend?" Harry's question led to a glare from his brother and a small smile from you.

You shook your head no. "Nope, we ended things a little before I moved here. Mutual thing, he is working on his masters back home. Even if I stayed that would've ended things because it becomes your whole world really."

"You have your masters?" Tom noticed you shaking your head no and listened as you explained you took a job here instead.

"I need money more than another degree. So I'm here kickin' it in a hot tub with 5 fun Brits instead!" Your smile was contagious to the guys. Soon more drinks were had and stories were shared. They all really took a liking to you. “Now tell me about yourselves!”

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I am gonna make this a series, length not decided. And for real let me know to have the main love interest be Tom or Harrison. I don’t care either way.

As always, like and reblog! Feedback is appreciated as well!

Taglist: (message me to be added or removed, sorry if I forgot someone)

@jillanaholland @averyfosterthoughts

#tom holland fanfiction #tom holland x reader #harrison osterfield x reader #harrison osterfield fanfiction #fanfic #tom holland #harrison osterfield #spider-man #i never liked the hyphen #hyfen?#idk #tom holland fluff #harrison osterfield fluff

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xmoonlitxdreamx · 4 years

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Ok here's my college AU post. Only the characters from Virtue's Last Reward are in this AU because I played it for way more hours than 999 and kind of got more attached to the characters, and i never played ztd. Also I literally only started and finished 999 and vlr like a month/2 weeks ago............. so sorry if stuff is like really random lsdkjfslkdfjsdf

Alsooooo I don't normally have headcanons for fandom stuff so I guess I don't really know what I'm doing?? Sorry if this isn't interesting at all lmao. Sigma is obviously my huge favorite so this is mostly about how all the characters relate to him I guess HAHA;;

oh also some slight nsfw text here bc the characters are in college and people are horny. just a heads up idk

Sigma

double majoring in electrical engineering and biology

Mostly goofs off and parties and gets trashed all the time, kind of skips class except to take exams

but somehow he's acing all his classes bc he's freakishly good at studying (memorizing)

also a horny fool...... sleeps around all the time...... mostly sleeps w girls

initially id's as straight but he flirts w guys a lot when he's drunk. later comes to terms w being bi

even tho he sleeps around a lot he actually rly likes romance & tenderness & is kinda lonely (but he wouldn't normally admit this idk)

Phi's cousin

Kyle's brother

Akane's lab partner

has a crush on Luna

later also has a crush on Junpei

Friends with Alice and Clover

wants to punch Dio

Luna

On some medical school route at the college, aiming to be a doctor

Kind of lived a sheltered childhood or smth so she doesn't go out partying much and mostly stays in, but she likes to go w everyone when they're partying it up even tho she doesn't really do anything

Has an extremely obvious crush on Sigma that Sigma somehow doesn't know about

She's friends w Phi, Alice, Clover, and Kyle, later friends with Junpei thru Sigma

She wouldn't say it but she doesn't like Dio.

Phi

Sigma's cousin and roommate

she and sigma get on each others' nerves a lot but ultimately rely on each other for a lot of stuff and are good friends

Friends with Luna, Alice, Clover, and Akane

Oh I guess she's Kyle's cousin too. Idk I never really thought about if they get long.

Idk at all what her major should be tho if anyone has any suggestions lmk.

Alice

Another one that idk what she's studying. Criminology??

In an open relationship w Clover, closest to Clover out of the whole cast

Friends-with-benefits w Sigma (men get pegged™)

Friends with Luna and Phi, sort of friends with Dio (and Kyle by extension) because they had a class together once but also kind of hates him because he's obnoxious.

Clover

Studying the same thing as whatever Alice is studying (criminology I guess? idk)

In an open relationship with Alice, closest to Alice out of the whole cast

sheeee's not really fwb w/ Sigma, she only ever does sexy stuff w him if Alice is there OR if Sigma's in feminine clothes (but even then the two of them are not really a thing idk)

Oh but on that note she and Sigma like to go partying together & she likes to dress him up in trendy/cute clothes when they go out bc it's fun

She's bi but greatly prefers girls and feminine people

Friends with Luna and Phi, but usually more quiet around them if Alice isn’t around

Dio

Psychology major

idk why he's in this friend group I guess he made his way in thru Alice lsdkfjssdf he's not particularly close or on good terms with anyone except Kyle tho. People don't really like him much bc he comes off really flippant and arrogant

Really desperate to be cool and popular, throws a lot of parties

Friends with/has a crush on Kyle; usually his personality is more toned down when they're hanging out one-on-one

Kyle

Philosophy major

Doesn't really get along well w/ Sigma bc he thinks Sig's rly irresponsible and obnoxious

Sigma also doesn't rly like Kyle bc he thinks Kyle's rly pretentious

Friends-ish with Luna but also gets annoyed at her when she talks too much about Sigma

Friends with Akane, trusts her w a lot of stuff

Friends with/has a crush on Dio

He and Dio get along bc they're both constantly having existential/identity crises about being the uncool sibling in their family lgksdfslnglsdkfj

Doesn't really party with everyone

also i think he’s gay idk

Akane

Biology and neuroscience double major

Sigma's lab partnerJunpei's childhood friend

loves 2 roast sigma

she and phi are the roast sigma committee :)

Her personality here is most like she is in 999 because idk what she's like in ztd

Friends with Phi and maybe Luna? She’s not as connected to the rest of the cast.

oh but she’s friends with Kyle and listens to him rant about how everything sucks for him

Junpei

Biology and neuroscience double major

Childhood friends with Akane, used to have a crush on her but not rly anymore (sorry y'all sdlfsjldfk)

Meets Sigma thru Akane in the bio lab one day

he's bi, kind of inadvertently helps sigma work thru his sexuality too

Has a crush on Sigma

Becomes good friends with Luna

Is kinda friends with everyone else but not as close as they are to each other? idk

Idk I heard his personality in ztd is edgy so he's kinda edgy/closed off in personality here compared to 999??? Technically I guess his personality should be most similar to old man Tenmyouji since this is a vlr AU but honestly i'm just freestylin when i draw Junpei ksdjfsldfkj

Other notes:

There's not really a plot or anything in this AU other than just romance/relationship nonsense, hahaha;; This all is basically just so I can draw the vlr characters having a stupid fun time instead of being depressed on the moon.

Quark's not here because he's 10............ idk how he'd fit in here slkdjfskfsdj maybe Junpei babysits him

Also my endgame ship (?) in this whole nonsense AU is luna/sigma/junpei which i think literally no one ships except me but.......... you have to trust me.......... please trust me it's good................ i'll be doodling some stuff of them at some point hopefully.

Their dynamic is basically this:

w/ Sigma in the middle. (this pic is via someone on twitter, unfortunately i can't find the original tweet u_u)

altho luna and junpei are kind of intimate w each other i think when it's just the two of them together they're basically just good friends who trust each other a lot & they both rly love sigma. & sigma loves both of them

ANYWAY that’s basically everything, sorry it’s all nonsense & if you don’t vibe with some of this stuff that’s fine this is just for me;;;

in conclusion: i want sigma to be loved and cherished and have a good time in college

#info #vlr #zero escape #vlr college au #blab #ze spoilers

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dreamss-of-boston · 5 years

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Rise - ch1

Sonya Romanova of the Underground is brought to the surface on the condition that she join and serve the Survey Corps. As she comes to grips with what the surface world is actually like compared to her dreamy fantasies, she finds herself becoming more and more enamored with the stoic Captain Levi.

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hello i suck at summaries like everybody else in the world but this is gonna be a pretty slow burn,, i haven't written fic in a while and i really wanna try and explore the world of the underground and the corps throughout this fic. if theres too much exposition i understand and im sorry and i promise things will pick up lmfao. if y'all want smut lmk cuz im down to write it but i gotta know if other ppl are interested in that kind of thing. ok sweet thanks for reading love you bye

-the start-

link on AO3! https://archiveofourown.org/works/16998978/chapters/39961167

“Your name is Romanova—don’t ever forget that.” Maria stopped, and coughed out the drag she had just taken from her cigarette.

Sonya grated the clothes against the washboard, focusing only on the bubbles sloshing in the water.

“Yes, mother.”

“I don’t know who the hell your father was, but who gives a damn? He never did a thing for you.” Maria took another drag. She coughed. “When did smoking become so tiresome? Sonya, darling, get me something to drink.”

Sonya knew that getting something to drink did not mean water or tea, but any assortment of alcohol stashed within the house behind her. She dropped the clothes into the soapy bucket, dried her hands on her apron, and turned to venture inside the kitchen.

Brothels had kitchens—and bathrooms, and a backyard, and balconies, and of course bedrooms. Today, Sonya was seventeen, and her mother couldn’t hold onto her any longer.

“Don’t look so stressed, sweetie.” One of the girls, Herschel, rubbed a soothing hand on Sonya’s slender back. Herschel was voluptuous to say the least: beautiful black hair cascading in curls down her back, soft, thin lips which held a deep, sensual voice within. Suffice it to say, she was very good at her job. Sonya, on the other hand, was quite small—smaller than normal seventeen-year-old girls. Unfortunately, she was gorgeous. Her eyes a golden green, chestnut brown and curly hair, and lips and cheeks so rosy it was hard to believe she’d never seen sunlight. The girls had already been cooing and teasing about how she was soon to become a number one item on the menu. Yes, Genie’s Palace was the best in the Underground—sometimes people from the surface would even venture down there to get a taste of the deprived and sensual ladies of the brothel.

“We’ll give you one of our regulars first—he’s real gentle.” Herschel was folding napkins: a necessary staple for hygiene in every room. Sonya looked down at her silk night-gown her mother had suggested she wear in order to lure in as many customers as possible. She crossed her arms.

“I’m cold.” She said—Herschel laughed.

“You’ll heat up soon enough. The first time don’t hurt as much as they say, honest!” Herschel gave Sonya’s arm a gentle squeeze. “And they usually finish up quick anyways.”

Sonya didn’t say anything—she just poured her mother a glass of vodka and hurried out of the kitchen.

She dropped the glass off at the small side-table her mother sat next to.

“Mother, I’m going to go for a walk. Is that alright?” Sonya asked quietly.

“Oh, alright. Just don’t take too long—you need to wash up properly before you get your first one.” Maria took a sip, and seemed somewhat relieved from the bitter drink.

Sonya drew her lips into a tight line, and grabbed her black coat from her chair. She pulled it on as she exited onto the lamp-lit street, feeling a little more like herself as she left the brothel behind and had something covering her shoulders.

Banners and tables lined the street; it was a strange sight, to say the least. She furrowed her eyebrows, looking closely at the insignias of the banners: a white and a blue wing, crossed over each other guarding a shield. This was foreign to Sonya—she’d never seen actual Survey Corps members in the Underground. It was almost always MPs, or the occasional Garrison soldier who could dare to afford a girl from Genie’s.

“Ah, Sonya!” A familiar voice caught Sonya’s attention, and she turned with dismay to find one of Herschel’s regulars approaching her with a signature swagger. He was called Kurt, a high-ranking officer of the MPs, and a disillusioned asshole. He actually believed what he paid Herschel to tell him, and as a result, had never been able to sleep with a woman for free. “I thought I recognized you. What are you doing out here? I thought today was the first day you started.” He looked her up and down, very obviously. “I knew you were worth more than just a cocktail waitress.”

“What are all these banners for?” Sonya nodded to the Survey Corps members, standing behind tables with clipboards and interacting with the people of the Underground.

“Oh, the Survey Corps just lost a couple hundred of their own recently on one of their foolish expeditions.” He rolled his eyes. “Now they’re trying to lure these poor suckers in for a chance to live up top.”

“What? Seriously?” Sonya tensed up.

“I know—ridiculous, really, who would ever want to join the Survey Corps?”

“No, I mean—you can live up there if you join?”

“Oh, darling.” Kurt smiled sympathetically. “You wouldn’t want to live up top—it’s just more of the same.”

“But there’s sunlight. And fresh air.” She paused. “I want to know what the rain smells like.”

Sonya had been staring at the booth for a while—there stood behind it a tall, stoic man speaking quietly with a woman with dark hair and glasses, and a shorter man with black hair. The woman with glasses seemed to notice Sonya, and she turned to her with a smile. Sonya, taken off guard by her blatant kindness, smiled shyly back.

Before she knew it, the woman had begun to make her way towards Sonya and Kurt just as he was attempting to whisk her off her feet by suggesting they go somewhere a bit more private so he could wish her a proper happy birthday.

“Pardon the interruption, Kurt!” The woman said brightly. “I know you’re down here a lot, so I’m sure this local won’t mind!”

“Wh-where did you hear that?” Kurt seemed very flustered, and Sonya had to hide a laugh.

“Oh, around!” The woman maintained her smile, and turned to focus on Sonya. “Hello. My name is Captain Hange Zoe—I’m one of the officers part of the Survey Corps.” She extended her hand to shake.

“Oh—hello.” Sonya shook her hand, amused by Captain Zoe’s remark to Kurt. “I’m Sonya Romanova.”

“Good to meet you!” Captain Zoe gestured to the table behind her, rife with clipboards and other soldiers of the Corps. “We’re recruiting people to become soldiers in the Survey Corps. Our mission is to venture into the outside world, beyond the walls, and attempt to understand why we are enclosed within these walls, what the titans are exactly, and how we can break our way free.” She stood with her hands on her hips, proud of herself. “Interested?”

“Well—” Sonya paused. “How far have you gotten?”

“Huh?”

“How many titans have you killed? Are we any closer to finding out the truth?”

Captain Zoe pondered the question, studying Sonya for a moment. “We’ve gotten a little closer—every time, we’ve made some kind of progress.” She nodded. “Asking questions like that, though—that is the true mark of someone who would make an excellent Survey Corps soldier.”

“And I could live up there?” Sonya asked eagerly—Kurt groaned in annoyance.

“Yes, of course!” Captain Zoe grabbed a clipboard off of the table. She practically shoved the pen into Sonya’s hands. She eagerly began to sign her name on one of the numbered slots, when a voice from the other side of the table gave her pause.

“You can only live up there if you make it past training.” It was the short, dark-haired man. He was almost glaring at Sonya—she was taken aback. “We won’t keep you if you’re useless.”

Sonya glanced at Kurt—a potential customer if she stayed where she was. She looked back at the clipboard, and pointedly signed her name. She looked back at the dark-haired man.

“Then I won’t be useless.”

[-]

“I won't be useless.”

That was what Sonya had vowed the day she signed up for the corps five years ago.

And today, standing at salute in front of Commander Erwin, she knew at her core that she had made the right decision. Her heart swelled with pride as she stood among her fellow soldiers, listening to the impassioned speech Erwin was delivering.

“Soldiers.” He called, gazing down on the crowd with pride. The flickering torches surrounding the soldiers and the stage cast a soft, almost theatrical effect that entranced Sonya and vaguely reminded her of the Underground.

The Underground. Her previous hell-- right after she had signed up, Sonya fled from her home without even going back to pack anything. She had asked Hange Zoe-- or maybe begged her-- if she could take refuge with her for the time being, before she was brought up to the surface to join the corps. Hange hesitated at first, but Sonya explained her situation, rife with embarrassment, and then Hange understood. She even let Sonya stay with her in the little hotel provided for soldiers stationed in the Underground. Unfortunately for her, that hotel was rife with MPs who were frequent customers of Genie's Palace. For the three days Sonya was there, they would sneer and jeer at her, offering her money to spend the night with them, and a few even touched her when she would walk past in the dimly lit hallways.

But that was behind her-- she had escaped, clawed her way through training, and somehow she was standing here.

She had just barely made it into the top ten-- if she was a normal recruit, she would be able to join the other nine soldiers in the interior, but even if she wasn't already destined to join the Corps, she would have died before joining the MPs.

Sonya glanced at Captain Levi-- he stood next to Erwin, looking rather bored and pained to be there. Now that Erwin was Commander, he had allowed Levi to form his own squad of handpicked elite soldiers. She wanted desperately to become part of that squad-- if only to prove to herself that she could, but also to prove to Captain Levi. He was the one who had cautioned her not to be useless all those years ago. And now, she had made it into the top ten, and left the Underground far behind.

Sonya had heard that in three days, the Commander would be leading her generation of Cadets on their first expedition. She knew that she should have been terrified of the prospect of meeting Titans face to face, but a part of her was indescribably excited. Sonya had loved every second of being on the surface, of feeling the sunlight and the moonlight, of tasting fresh air and hearing birds outside her window every morning. While her fellow recruits despised waking up early, Sonya was grateful that there was a sun to designate time. In the Underground, there was one clock which everyone simply had to trust-- and even then, nobody really cared what time it was. Only she and two other people from the Underground had made it past training-- the others who had signed up were too malnourished to build any muscle or stamina, and so were sent back to the depths. Sonya Romanova, Peter Wagner, and Anna Weber were the only ones standing among the recruits born on the surface.

As Commander Erwin pontificated, Sonya’s mind wandered, entertaining the thoughts of killing titans with her new friends, staying up late and talking about life with them in the cramped living quarters of HQ… she even thought of when she might-- in her wildest dreams-- be invited to join Squad Levi. She smiled dreamily at him, and when Commander Erwin finished his speech, those who did not wish to join the Survey Corps left, leaving only Sonya and about a hundred more soldiers standing at attention.

“Welcome to the Survey Corps.” Commander Erwin smiled, and Sonya and her compatriots cheered.

[-]

Two days came and went in a flash-- mostly, the new recruits were told to do chores which the veterans were too lazy to do, involving cleaning the stables, changing bed linens, mopping the floors and such. Whenever Captain Levi deigned to speak to the new recruits, he would make bitter remarks about how their cleaning was subpar, and if he was in an especially bad mood, he would sentence them to even harsher cleaning duties.

One such day, Sonya was subject to said punishments.

“Your cleaning is atrocious, Romanova.” Levi scoffed at her as she was cleaning the windows lining one of the expansive hallways of HQ.

“Apologies, sir.” Sonya said dutifully, although in her opinion her cleaning was exceptional.

“Honestly, if a soldier can't clean a window properly…” He muttered, and turned to leave.

Against Sonya's better judgment-- perhaps it was exhaustion making her particularly feisty-- she made a smart-ass remark.

“I must not be using the proper cleaning solution, sir.” She stood at salute. “Want me to spit on it?”

That had landed her a full days work cleaning the stables-- alone. Sonya had to admit, though, it was a little worth it to see the look of absolute disdain he had when she spoke up.

Being above ground, Sonya had found a new sense of confidence. Underground, she was used to being ogled at by slimy men in dimly lit rooms, but above ground, people were generally nicer, and she got compliments quite often, which caused her self esteem to sky-rocket.

Granted, those compliments were usually geared solely towards her appearance rather than her actual performance in training, but she took what she could get.

Over the course of her five years on the surface, she had grown much closer to Peter and Anna. Peter was quite a tall, handsome man with sharp features and spiky red hair. His family owned and operated one of the few taverns in the Underground, so he had come from what Sonya considered the upper middle class. He was the type of person to tell stories of his daily life as if they were comedic performances-- sometimes people were entertained, but the tired soldiers usually got annoyed by Peter’s seemingly constant energy.

Anna, on the other hand, was quite stoic, and shared very few words with anyone who wasn’t Peter or Sonya. Anna had come from the streets-- her parents had died before she really knew them, and by the time she was six years old, her aunt had abandoned her in a drunken haze, and Anna never saw her again. Sonya had thought that Anna would never make it past training, but she persevered and was now standing about in the stables while Sonya raked away at the hay.

“You’re so stupid.” Anna remarked.

“I’m stupid a lot-- be more specific?” Sonya grinned.

“What you said to Captain Levi: ‘should I spit on it?’ Honestly, what did you think was going to happen?”

“I thought maybe he’d get down on one knee and say, ‘Oh, Sonya! You’re so funny and strong! Join my squad!’” Sonya even added the theatrical gesture of getting down on one knee in front of Anna. That earned a shy smile from the black-haired girl.

“You’ve been spending too much time with Peter.” She said. “I think he likes you, by the way.”

Sonya rolled her eyes. “Peter’s probably the most annoying person I’ve ever met.”

“He told me he wants to join Levi’s squad, too.”

“What?” Sonya threw her rake down in disgust. “That bastard’s just trying to copy me!”

“Maybe he’s trying to get your attention… or he’s trying to protect you!” Anna clasped her hand over her heart. “How romantic! It makes sense-- Levi’s Squad seem to always be put in the most dangerous positions.”

“Well, given my recent stunt today, I think my chances of getting in are pretty slim.” Sonya admitted. “I don’t think the Captain likes me very much-- I always smile and say good morning to him and all that, but he never even gives me the time of day except to make me do more chores.”

Anna shrugged. “Captain Levi’s just like that.”

“Maybe.” Sonya tossed the last bale of hay onto the compost heap, and sat down on a bench with a sigh. “Are you nervous about tomorrow?”

Anna nodded. Whenever Anna was nervous, she hardly spoke about what was truly on her mind. Sonya tended to talk too much-- they were a perfect fit.

“Me, too. I’m just hoping…”

“We’ll make it back alive?” Anna said with a wry smile.

Sonya let out a breathy laugh. “Yeah.”

The two girls sat in silence for a moment, allowing the sounds of the world to take over their conversation: the wind rustled the trees around the perimeter of HQ, wooden carts puttering over cobblestoned streets in the city outside-- Sonya leaned her head back with a smile.

“I’m never gonna get tired of life up here.”

Anna smiled back. That was the main thing they could relate to-- how awful their lives were down there. Anna especially spent every minute that she could outdoors-- she had even taken up woodworking, and had whittled a few little figurines as of late in her free time.

“Hey.” Anna said-- Sonya looked over to her. “If things get bad out there… I’ve got your back.”

Sonya nodded solemnly. “I’ve got your back, too.”

[-]

“Beautiful day to kill some titans!”

Peter Wagner adjusted the saddle on his horse, and glanced around with a smile to see if anyone would notice his remark.

“Shut up, Peter.” Sonya mounted her horse, patting his neck gently. Another thing she loved about being on the surface was the abundance of non-rabid animals-- she was assigned a horse at the beginning of her training, and this guy had stuck with her through thick and thin. She had named him Chuck.

“What, don’t tell me you’re scared, Romanova?” Peter grinned, mounting his own horse in turn.

“Of course I’m scared-- anyone who isn’t is stupid.”

Peter scoffed. “Anyone who’s scared probably didn’t train enough.”

“Hey, are you finished bickering over there?” Anna called from her section in the formation-- the Corps were currently arranging themselves in their planned positions they would fall into once the gate opened. Sonya, Anna, and Peter had all been placed in the same section-- near the back, but not too far towards the outer area that dealt with all or most of the titans.

Sonya and Peter trotted over to join Anna, and Sonya flashed Anna a reassuring smile. She was incredibly tense on her horse, gripping the reins like her life depended on it.

“All troops, move out!” Commander Erwin called from the very front of the formation, and the gate was lifted, and off they went.

#attack on titan #levi x original character #levi x oc #levi ackerman #shingeki no kyojin #fanfiction #aot #snk #levi x reader #ho boy

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boo1a4 · 7 years

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11 questions! 😊

I was tagged by @s-lay-ing to do this tag which is very similar to one ive done before but its one of those cool ones thats different everytime you do it! So basically you answer 11 questions then give 11 to be answered! Thanks so much for tagging me Claudia, you the realest like wow. 🙃💜

Tagging some lovely binches: @min-yoongini, @maybehao @bubkwan @insecure-trash-bag @kae-popx @yeol-mints and whoever else wants to do it! No pressure, just do it if you feel like it! 💜

1. Would you travel alone around your country?

I think I would, I think I would enjoy myself. Having time to myself like that is one of my favorite things. I love getting lost in my own thoughts, traveling alone seems like it would be a good opportunity to do so. On the other hand maybe its not the best idea to get lost in your thoughts while traveling alone cause you know stranger danger and all 😅

2. You save the enough money to buy sth you’ve really really wanted for a long time (something small) but just when you were about to spend it you found out your fave group set a date to perform in your country and the ticket costs the same as that thing you wanted to buy…which one would you choose to buy?(Asking 'cause a couple of years ago I was TWO SECONDS away from buying a black widow costume until a band confirmed they were coming so yeah…I bought the concert ticket 😂💔)

Without a doubt I would buy the ticket, bands I like don't come to Minnesota very often. For example I recently bought tickets to see my favorite band in May, I saw they were coming here and without any hesitation I was like yep I gotta go! You can always save up money for material things but life experiences are harder to come by!

3. Are you a good at cooking?

Yes, thats what I do for a living! Ive pretty much been cooking since I could walk! 👩🏻‍🍳

4. In a zombie apocalypse, would you be a) someone who follows the rest b) someone who takes the lead c) a mix of both?

To be honest Im the type who likes to think/act like they are a leader but really my leadership skills are severely lacking hahaha. So when things would get tough Id just be like nah you guys got this Ill be over here lmk if y'all need anything ty ty. 🤣

5. If shit blew on earth which one of the following would you chose to save yourself? A ship/submarine like the one from the movie 2012 or the space ship from wall-e?

The space ship for sure. Deep sea is actually the scariest thing to me, just thinking about whats down in the ocean gives me the shivers. 🤢

6. Is there an online shop you would absolutely recommend?

I recently bought a kpop phone case from this lovely Etsy shop https://www.etsy.com/shop/shopTwazy. She does the most beautiful custom and pre-made phone cases and key chains! she's also so kind and helpful! Check her out!

7. Name an underrated song you could swear it’s so good yet it’s highly ignored

As for a kpop song not sure if its really that underrated but Shinees 1of1 the mv doesn't even have 10 mil views why y'all sleeping on shinee these days? That song is the literal best bop also taemins dancing 🙌🏼

As far as just music in general ANYTHING BY THE SHINS (the group I’m seeing in may) They had like one popularish song in the early 2000s but they are so under appreciated these days its not even funny, I get it though they aren't everyones cup of tea but James Mercers voice is like pure molten honey. (September - The Shins)

8. You’re invited to three different parties made by the top 3 entertainment companies (sm, yg and jyp) where the only songs you’ll hear during the whole night are the songs made by their own artists, which party would you attend?

That is actually so difficult for me. First of jyp is automatically out of the picture, I really only listen to got7 as far as their groups go. But like Big Bang is one of my faves, but then there is Shinee which hurts me physically, and like winner is one of my favorite groups musically, but like Exo. GIRL GROUPS don't make me chose between Blackpink and Red Velvet MY QUEENS! If the groups are performing at said party that changes everything, if that was the case hands down SM. I love Big Bang/winner but the don't have the moves like Shinee/exo.

9. Your bias pulls a performance like this one and he brings you on stage…what would your reaction be?

First of all no, don't link me to shit like this. Its 4:30 in the morning here I don't need this!! Why?? Who do you think you are?? Kibum does things to me!!!! jk tysm ily 💜 Tbh I probably be a bit like wtf 🙃 then Id be like “ GET YOUR ISHH BOO BOOO” “DO YOUR THANG HUNNY!” Also Id dance along because Im never one to turn down a chance to look like a dumbass.

10. Do you have a pic with someone famous?

Not that I can think of! I've got plenty of pictures with my sister @min-yoongini tho, she's pretty cool! (gofollowher!)

11. If you were granted the possibility to take one group on a seven day vacation/break/time off schedule with the condition that it has to be broadcasted as a variety show later on…would you accept? If the answer is yess: which group would you take and what would you do w/ them? (Travel overseas, a city tour, a ski resort, a car trip, stay in the city etc)

I feel like my obvious answer here is seventeen, but Im gonna go with blackpink because they all seem so chill and nice! I dunno where we would go but some where with lots of history or something! Also no language barrier, so thats nice! Also girls are awesome so yeah all girl trip hell yeah!

My questions

1. If you had to choose between listening to music or watching any kind of video (tv, movie,mv) which would you choose if you had to give one up? (the most evil question 😈)

2. Do have any favorite sayings/lines/lyrics and why are they your favorites?

3. Do you collect any kpop related stuff? Merch/Photocards/Albums/ect? and what groups?

4. What are your top 3 favorite and least favorite food?

5. If you were given 1000 dollars to spend on whatever you like no catches what would you spend it on?

6. What hobbies do you have outside of kpop?

7. Do you have any piercings or tattoos? if so where and of what?

8. What is your favorite beverage beside water/coffee/tea/pop?

9. Where is the coolest places you ever been? Tell me about it!

10. What group/s is/are your bias group/s? Why?

11. Name a less popular group that you like that you think doesn't get the recognition they deserve! hype them up!! (coughcoughmonstaxcoughcough)

#A precious bean tagged me #The realest bean #Your questions were so on point btw #quality content #I really hate thinking of new question that shit is hard as hell #Let me know if you don't want to be tagged!#Do it if you feel like it!#Tag

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gwisingegooli · 7 years

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god people like... talk so much unfair shit!!!!! i know i do it all the time too but it shocks me every fucking day. like yt comments. the yt creator is just a fucking human being trying to put out content. yt comments are so relentless and cruel. and when i did the speech on the kardashians. and everyon fucking hated them! and some of them didnt even know them or watch the show. they just hated them bc "everyone does." and then after my speech people changed their minds which goes to show lol y'all hated on them before knowing anything about them!!!! i get that when you're a public figure or group you're treated differently and you're going to get different responses and a greater amount of hate or live because it's depersonalized and a different relationship... but holy fuck? i posted an OPINION piece from andre w on our fb about how students should stop snubbing conservatism. the content is just like "i say i like guns and i'm from the military and then people r rude to me. it's irrational. one our writers who was a jill stein voter got called a trump supporter bc he wrote a piece negatively portraying our college president. that doesn't make sense. y'all should actually listen to perspectives." except even more polite than that and w a lot more support. then someone fucking comments "how about: la voz should be a more competent paper" and "who even is this jill stein voter??" way to miss the point of the article btw!!! and it's like what the fuck is wrong with you people. how does an opinion piece asking people to be open-minded = our paper is incompetent. and also it's an opinion piece from one writer. and also what did we do that was incompetent. lol. we're an unpaid community college paper. what r u expecting... and second why are you trying to witchhunt. who tf asks like "can you give names?" how does that help anything, or make our point stronger. or help you understand anything we said more. like. i can understand hating on people. we're a newspaper. ofc people r gonna hate shit. but like... think... about it. think why do i hate this. am i hating this for a fair reason. do my supporting reasons make logical sense. and if not. then even if you want to be angry, work it out. additionally like. this is my own personal opinion and i can understand if others dont agree but. aside from the basic requirement of making sense. we ARE people. we're not vague celebrities that attack the school. like. talk to us. we're human beings. i'd rather get smack talked to my face, especially if it doesn't make sense, so i can be like "hey what do you mean?" and then work it out. i'm 100% sure if i talked to any of these people individually theyd be like oh shit sorry for being mean or like oh yeah youre right that doesnt make sense. lol also another thing ppl might not agree with but WE'RE HUMAN BEINGS LIKE YOU. so give us CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM if you actually want us to improve. if you just bitch about us without any reasoning and not directly to us how the fuck are we supposed to grow and improve? or even know we did something that other people didn't like??? help us out here!!!! we want to get better too!!!! i literally will never get mad at someone criticizing our coverage. like if ur criticism doesnt make sense then we'll work it out and then you can realize that. if i don't understand your perspective we'll work it out so i can understand it. if i completely messed up something then you can let me know and i'll apologize. if there's something i wasn't aware of now i can be aware. etc. also. do you even read the paper. theres a lot of vague la voz hate circle jerking and um. a lot of you don't even read our paper. so what are you doing??? it's just like the kardashians stuff. yall dont watch the show, dont know anything about them, just see vague headlines of negative stories cause its fun to hate on them. and then you hate on them with all your friends!!!! really effective 10/10 theres tons of reasons to hate on us! or the kardashians, sure! just fucking think about it before you say literally random mean shit thats just to be mean which accomplishes nothing. anyways *disassociates* i don't take anything personally either LOL i dont give a fuck and i dont think its an attack on my character. its just annoying to see people in college!!! educated people!!!! doing really illogical shit that doesn't make sense!!! adults!!!!!!! people w grad degrees!!!!! doctors!!!! EVERYONE!!!! DOING SHIT THAT DOESNT MAKE SENSE ALL THE TIME!!!!!!! and not wanting to improve!!!! i make a fuck ton of mistakes constantly and make a lot of obvious as fuck mistakes!!!! but LMK!!!! and let me let YOU know!!!! *steams*

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