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Completely random things about Disco Elysium characters that I think about

Klaasje isn't Garte's type and he is probably the only one immune to her charm (she even manages to fool Kim)

Garte never takes a step back and even yells at the Hardie Boys and mercenaries. He doesn't give a shit if he dies.

Cunoesse sleeps outside at night

Cuno used to do his homework so he is not 100% illiterate

Cuno is locked out of his house by his father (his father keeps his key) so Harry breaking into their apartment might be the only way he could get in again

Smoker in the balcony says that Harry looks like he does belong in the Homosexual Underground. He even flirts a little

Egghead dresses like a boideiro

Measurehead can't get hard for his babe which he uses some of his racist bullshit to explain

You can touch the hanged man's penis for some reason and electrochemistry even urges you to

Kim intervenes when Harry is talking to Paledriver or Joyce only out of concern for him

When Harry sees Judit he immediately remembers her as the horse faced woman because that was probably what he used to call her before his amnesia, at least in his head

Similarly, Jean uses the words middle-class, bangable and fuckable while describing Dora in a deadpan tone even though he never met her because that was probably what Harry exactly said about Dora while he was drunk. The drunks in the fishing village also confirm that Harry said a "whore" fucked him over.

Endurance and physical instrument holds Harry's repressed toxic masculinity and possible misogyny, although you can become a feminist or grow out of those thoughts throughout the game. If you don't, they will repeat thoughts about how women are whores and they are all crazy.

Both in Harry's first dream and last dream, his subconscious focuses on Dora's sexual aspects: Warmth of her mouth, between her thighs, wearing a white gown that shows her figure etc.

Kim will still like your karaoke performance even if it was a disaster and he will even defend your performance against Jean

Jules Pideu will try to encourage you if you tell him you can't do this anymore

What Judit feels for Harry is just pity

If you make a "joke" to Cuno about Kim dressing in drag Kim will think something like "YOU are the one who looks like a hooker in those promiscuous clothes"

Jean will also tell you that you look like you have 20 STDs if you are wearing something "promiscuous"

Trant used to be a drug addict and so he understands why Harry can't just quit drinking

Ruby does not actually want to hurt Harry and Kim. She even decreases the intensity of pale emitter because she feels bad for them

Evrart will say "you are NOT an ultraliberal Harry, get the fuck out of here" if Harry says that he is an ultraliberal

Kim will yell "are you stupid??" so loud that Harry will lose a health point if he says that he is a fascist

Andre is "not twenty" and he is already balding

"Pigs" lady used to take care of the Hardie boys when they were kids

Titus says "some Hardie boys are queerer than others and that's okay", looking at Glen

Glen is probably gay but he is the one who reacts the most when Harry says that Ruby likes girls

You can give the working class woman a hug

Harry can ask Joyce if she wants to fuck but she will evade it immediately, saving both of them from embarrasment

If Harry goes on a date with Lilienne, one of his skills will say that this is as far as he could go in his current state & he should be sober for more than a year for something more. Which indicates that if Harry did not keep drinking/he has recovered, he could actually pursue Lilienne and they could be something more

Kim knows that wearing anal beads in public would not make a sound

[jjsmaybank20]

Finally Got the Girl

Maddy Perez x Fem!Bennett!reader

Summary: Maddy had feelings for you before you graduated, there is no denying it. What happens when you come home for summer break, a little different than you were when you left?

Warnings: language, mentions of smut, mentions of Nate (🤮)

Word Count: 2.2k

A/N: Requested by someone over on my wattpad. Hope y'all enjoy this!

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You had always intrigued Maddy. She knew of you because she knew everyone, but she really only paid attention to you at first because you were her best friend's little sister's best friend's older sister. Distant connection, but enough of a connection that she decided that you were worth watching.

You were a quiet girl, the calm to your younger sister's storm. You were the type of person that adults would talk about, whispering things like, "Don't doubt that one, they're going to be gorgeous someday." When Maddy knew you in high school, you were awkward, lanky, and constantly nervous, but nonetheless attractive in your own way.

The two of you were close, some would say closer than friends should be. The only real fights the two of you would have would be about Nate Jacobs, Maddy's then-boyfriend. You hated him with a burning passion after what he did to your sister, and any chance you got you would pick him apart. You didn't understand what she saw in him.

She couldn't help but be saddened when you went off to college, but she was happy that you had made it out of East Highland. You had managed to stay in a hidden back corner of her mind, making her believe that the feelings she had had for you had been practically forgotten, but as soon as you came back for summer break, they came rushing back instantly and even more intensely than they used to be.

Because while you were away at college, those adults's predictions about you had come true. You had fully grown into yourself, flaunting a new air of confidence that you never used to have. One contributing factor of this was that you had gotten absolutely jacked.

Maddy's first encounter of your practically new self was at the Howard residence. She was hanging out with the girls, Rue mostly being there for Jules and Lexi, when they all heard a car pulling into the driveway. Confused, Cassie moved towards the window of her room to try and catch a glimpse of who might have just arrived at her house. To her surprise, a familiar tall, muscular woman pulled herself out of a stylish sports car and folded her sunglasses before hooking them on the neck of her muscle shirt.

"Holy shit, is that Y/N? Goddamn!" The rest of the girls crowd around the window, trying to spot you as you walk towards the front door. As soon as Kat sees you, she gasps before exclaiming, "She got hot! I'm sorry Rue, I know she's your sister, but I would totally let her rail me and I'm not even gay."

Maddy rolls her eyes, muttering to her friend, "That's a pretty gay thing to say," even though she was thinking the exact same thing. The group hears the doorbell ring, making them all rush towards the stairs but trying to stay out of sight. They watch Suze open the door before hearing your distinctly deeper voice.

"Hey, Ms. Howard. My mom said that Rue was here? Just wanted to say hi to my little sister, and maybe a few old friends if they're around." Suze stares at you in shock for a few seconds, surprised by your new stature, before pulling you down into a hug. "Holy crap, sweetie! I almost didn't recognize you! Have you been working out?" The older blonde woman playfully squeezes your arm to accentuate her question.

They hear you laugh uncomfortably before Rue pushes her way through the pack and runs down the stairs towards you. She practically jumps into your arms, and you let out a groan and a laugh before squeezing her tightly. "Hey, RueRue. How are you doing?" You then pull back and give her a serious look, stating dangerously, "You better be staying off those drugs. I am not dealing with you going to rehab again. If that happens, the drugs won't kill you, I will."

Rue laughs, saying, "Yeah, yeah. I haven't been doing any of that shit. My girlfriend's really helped me out." You smile at her, and Rue waves towards the stairs, gesturing for the rest of the group to come down. They slowly make their way towards the two of you, and the people you already know you pull into a hug.

When you get to Maddy, you hold her tightly in your arms. "Mads. I missed you." Maddy buries her head in your neck, breathing in your scent. You hold her for a while longer before Rue uncomfortably clears her throat. You pull back awkwardly, turning to Jules and missing the silent conversation that Maddy and Kat have with their eyes.

"You must be the girlfriend. I'm Y/N. Now, at some point I'll probably give the protective older sister speech, but for now I just wanted to say thank you. You helped Rue get better, and that automatically puts you in my very good graces." Jules smiles at you and introduces herself. She holds out her hand for you to shake, but you shake your head and pull her into a hug.

Once everyone has been greeted, you clap your hands and exclaim, "Okay. I just stopped by to say hi, and also to tell Rue to be home for dinner. Invite your girlfriend. I am going to head out then-" Maddy can't seem to stop herself as she blurts out, "Stay."

All heads turn to look at her, each showing a different expression. Kat's and Lexi's displaying shock and realization, Cassie's and Rue's lean more towards confusion, and yours surprisingly holding nervousness and an expression that Maddy can't quite place. She looks down at her feet, feeling embarrassment quickly taking over her, but thank goodness Lexi notices and covers for her as fast as she can.

"Yeah! We haven't seen you in months, Y/N/N. Hang around for a bit. Please?" You sigh and nod, and the girls cheer before dragging you upstairs. You hear Suze laughing behind you as you get pulled towards the inevitable interrogation about college, love, and probably sex.

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Almost as soon as you sit down, the questions come at you, rapid fire. You gesture for them to slow down before pointing at Kat and saying, "Go." She nods before shooting a mischievous look towards Maddy.

"Any special someone? I bet the girls are all vying for your attention. You're fucking hot." You laugh at her boldness and shake your head. "Nah. Haven't met the right person yet. Went on a couple dates, most of them turned into one night stands or they just didn't work out."

Maddy can't help but be happy with your answer, even if she was jealous of the women who were able to sleep with you before she could. You catch sight of her elated expression, which makes you smile. If you were being honest with yourself, ever since you had met her, you had hosted a healthy crush on the feisty latina woman.

You thought it would fade when you left home, and when it didn't, you tried to distract yourself with other women. That didn't work either. Every time you slept with someone else, you couldn't help but imagine that it was Maddy underneath you, moaning your name.

You are snapped out of your fantasy when Rue calls your name. "Huh? What's up?" She shakes her head, smiling. "You're still so fucking spacey. Pay attention. Cassie asked about hot dudes or some shit." You laugh, pulling out your phone, which causes multiple confused looks to form on their faces.

You pull up a couple of pictures of your friends from college, passing your phone to Cassie. You point to two brunette boys, a blonde, and a raven haired boy. "Okay, so. The tall brunette is Jack, the short one is Liam. The blonde is Turner. That last one is Ben. All of them are single and honestly, quite annoyingly desperate. You're hot, you basically have your pick."

Cassie 'ooos', and the rest of the girls crowd around to look at the boys besides Maddy. You glance over at her before moving to sit next to her. "Your not still dating that fucker, Nate, are you? Not looking at the boys cause you're being loyal to the asswhipe?" She lets out a small laugh, shaking her head.

"Nah. I've been into someone else for a while now." You smile at her, rolling your head to the side. "Who? Give me a hint." Maddy pretends to think about it for a second. "It's... your mom. She's just too hot." You shove her shoulder good-naturedly, muttering, "Oh, fuck you. But seriously, who is it? I wanna know who I have to beat up to get into your heart."

Maddy practically chokes on her spit at your bold statement before trying to recover some shred of her dignity. "Well, you can't really physically beat yourself up, can you?" She watches as the smile on your face grows before you grab her phone from the floor in front of her and hold it in front of her face to unlock it. She watches you, confused, but all you say is, "Putting my number in. Got important shit to text you about."

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Mads 💖

You

if u work on a farm, and ur job is to take care of chickens, u are a chicken tender

Mads 💖

this is the important shit that u needed to text me about?

You

just a thought, dont be a hater. also, nope. im taking you out tomorrow night. be ready at 7ish, i'll stop by ur place.

Mads 💖

do i even have a choice?

You

yes ofc, but im assuming you want to go out with me.

Mads 💖

true

aight i'll be ready and waiting

You

can't wait 😉

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Maddy stood anxiously by her front door, waiting for the doorbell to ring. She had spent at least 3 hours on the phone with Kat trying to get ready. She finally settled on a revealing but not 'too slutty' dress, in the words of Kat.

When the ring of the bell finally sounds throughout the house, Maddy practically throws the door open. There you are, standing slightly in shock, prepared to ring the bell again. You are wearing a white dress shirt with the top buttons undone and nice black pants.

You stare at Maddy for a few seconds, in awe of her. You finally shake yourself out of your stupor, holding your arm out so that she can hook hers around it. "Your chariot awaits, M'Lady." Maddy pushes you playfully, and you grin back at her.

"We have a great night planned. First, a restaurant. Then, a moonlight stroll on this super dope path I found. Then we can do whatever you want." Maddy nods excitedly, and the two of you hop in the car and head towards the restaurant that you had chosen.

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The restaurant had been delicious, and Maddy couldn't help but swoon at your chivalry and adorable charm. You seemed to have put up a confident front for the rest of your friends, but deep down you were still that same shy, insanely intelligent kid that she used to watch.

As you walk through the park, you chat with her about the most random things. Suddenly you stop, forcing Maddy to back pedal so that she is even with you again. She is about to ask you why you had stopped, but then she catches sight of what you are looking at.

A beautiful pond that is sparkling with moonlight is directly in front of you and you can barely stop yourself from moving forwards and closer towards it. Maddy comes up beside you and slowly weaves her fingers through yours. You turn to say something to her, but your breath gets caught in your throat. The moonlight is reflecting perfectly on her, making her hair shimmer and her eyes glitter.

Instead of speaking, you quickly move your hands to cup her cheeks and kiss her quickly. When you realize what you had just done, you pull back quickly and try to turn away, apologizing profusely. Maddy just shakes her head and cuts off your apologetic rambling with another more intense kiss.

You freeze for a second before melting into the feeling of her soft lips on yours. She tastes like strawberries, and you feel her grab your face to try to pull you closer. Your hands find her waist, and you pull her flush against you, causing her to let out a soft sigh. She nips your lip, which makes you groan, and soon your tongues are intertwined and dancing together.

When you finally have to pull away for a breath of air, you rest your forehead on hers. "That was..." Maddy nods, finishing, "Really good. Really, really good." You let out an elated laugh, pulling her in for one more short but still intense kiss. When you look into her eyes, you ask, "Will you finally be mine? I really like you Mads. So... be mine?"

Maddy grins at you, replying, "I'm already yours." You reconnect your hands, and walk the rest back to your car, enjoying each other's company. Since you had met her, your goal had been to be Maddy's person. In high school, you had never had the confidence. But now, you finally got the girl.

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The only one for me (is you) - WANDA MAXIMOFF X F!READER

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Summary: On her wedding day, Wanda catches a glance with the girl in charge of the flowers at the ceremony, and realizes that it is with her, with whom she wants to spend the rest of her life.

Based on the movie 'Imagine me and you'. Requested by: @imnotasuperhero. She wanted the exact whole movie! And I did my best, ofc. Jules is portrayed by Adelaide Kane. Here.

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CHAPTER 1ㅤ | ㅤ CHAPTER 2 ㅤ ㅤ| ㅤ CHAPTER 3 FINALE

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“So, you promise me the whole matchmaking thing is over, right?” Vision asked while pushing the shopping cart through that supermarket.

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“Last night was a big success. They left together.” Wanda said taking a ketchup bottle and dropping it in the car.  “That distant sound you hear is wedding bells.”

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“Wanda, you didn't get it?” Vision frowned.  “Oh my gosh, you're so naive!”

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“Get what?” Wanda asked confused, standing still for a moment as Vision moved forward leaving her behind. What was he talking about?

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“Well, the thing you didn't know about Y/N is the fact that she's...” Vision was going to tell the truth, that Y/N was a lesbian and that she confessed it to him last night. But he stopped so fast when he nearly collided with another cart. “Y/N is… right here. HEY!”

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Vision smiled widely trying to hide his nervousness, watching as Y/N pushed her cart next to another girl. A beautiful girl with black hair, pale as snow. She was wearing a hoodie twice her size, seemed like she hadn't known the sun for a long time.

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“Hi!” they all exclaimed greeting each other, feeling the uncomfortable tension for a few seconds.

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“Weirdest thing, we were just talking about you.” The englishman said turning to see his wife, but Wanda only seemed to have eyes for Y/N and that woman who didn't even know who she was.

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“Oh, all nice, I hope.” Y/N joked, soon she noticed how Jules was watching them curiously. “Oh, sorry. Vision, Wanda, this is Jules. Jules, this is Vision and Wanda.”

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“Hi, Vision.” Jules waved at them. “Hi, Wanda.”

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Feeling Wanda's penetrating gaze, Jules turned to see her best friend and telepathically begged her to keep going.

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“Oh, yep!” Y/N hurried over, noticing Jules's gaze. “So, Saturday shopping?”

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“It is, yes.” Vision nodded.

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“Amazing. Enjoy it. And listen, thanks for dinner. We should definitely...” Y/N tried out of courtesy but of course, maybe it wouldn't happen again. Never.

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“Of course.” Wanda and Vision said at the same time.

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“Okay. Well, have a nice rest of shop.” Y/N smiled once more and hugged Jules's arm, leading her from that place as fast as she could.

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She tried to hide the blush on her face and the obvious desire to kick herself. Of course Jules noticed, but didn’t say anything.

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“So, are you going out tonight, 'cause I was thinking...” Y/N started to walk quickly trying to get away but Jules stopped her.

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“Whoa, lad. What the hell was going on there?” she asked curiously.

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“I can’t do this.”

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“Come on, you can trust me.” Jules grabbed two cereal boxes and dropped them in the cart.  “I won't say anything. Keep my bake shut.. as always.”

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“Okay, kinda.” Y/N begged. “Please, don't tease.”

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“Oi!” Jules chuckled, shaking her head. “She's not just heterosexual. She's like, barbie heterosexual. And that accent?!”

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Jules took some cans of tuna and dropped them in the cart when she again watched that couple whispering.

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Two halls to the left, Wanda and Vision were chatting in whispers.

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“That's what I'm trying to tell you. Y/N is gay!”

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“She's gay.” Wanda gasped, understanding everything suddenly. Of course.

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“Hey, you reckon that's the girlfriend?” Vision looked at her mischievously.

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As if it were the work of fate, they crossed paths again in another of the aisles.

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“Hey. How ye doin'?” Jules turned quickly to approach them, being cursed by Y/N in whispers. “We were just talkin' about ye this time, lads.”

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“Oh yes? And what were you talking about?” Vision asked curiously.

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“Baby, we'll be late for kickoff.” Wanda said trying to be nice, hugging her husband's arm.

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Vision looked at her confused until he noticed Wanda's gaze on him. He knew that look so well.  “Yes! Sport thing, football team.”

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“Oh, how darling. Isn't that darling, Y/N?” Jules looked at Y/N who was grinning widely, trying to think of something good and not die right there from awkwardness.

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“Good, well, I hope you win.” Y/N responded quickly by trying to escape.

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Vision smiled, suddenly dropped a huge bombshell:  “Jules, are you gay?”

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That question took the three women by surprise, their eyes widened, especially Jules who smiled even more.

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“Oh, god.” Wanda swallowed, so embarrassed.

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“Am I gay?” The Irish woman repeated and then chucked, Y/N seemed to beg any god to open up the Earth and swallow her. “I’m irish.”

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“And are you two...” Vision narrowed her curious blue eyes.

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“No. We're not.” Y/N quickly answered.

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Jules took the opportunity to annoy Y/N, leaving a nice kiss on her cheek. “She loves another.”

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Y/N rolled her eyes and hugged her back, making the couple laugh. “Okay, we… we have to go. I... I'll call you.”

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“Do! 'cause we should definitely... do this, one more time.” Vision pointed at them.

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“Definitely.” Y/N nodded. “We're going that way.”

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“Yeah, bye again!”

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Y/N took Jules arm and pulled her to leave quickly. Vision moved away to get some bread, but Wanda remained still in the same place, watching as Y/N walked away from her with that girl. She couldn't understand what she was feeling. Disappointment? Perhaps from wanting to befriend Y/N and fail. Yeah, it sure was that.

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“You know if there's a travel section, darling?” 

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Vision's voice brought her out of her thoughts, realizing she was still holding the cup of tea in her hands. Both were still in bed, reading the newspaper.

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The Sokovian handed him the travel section and the sweetened cup of tea, just the way he liked it.

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“Thank you.” Her husband whispered focused on reading.  “Anyway, I was talking to John Walker yesterday.”

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“That man's an asshole.” Wanda whispered exhausted just remembering the moment at their wedding.

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“That man is an arse indeed.” Vision repeated, nodding. “But he's got this really sweet girlfriend. God knows what she found to love about him, but she does. He cheats on her like a nutter.”

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The blonde sighed. But those words left Wanda in limbo, completely thoughtful.

She decided to get out of bed and change clothes, when the blond man noticed it he looked at her mischievously, patting the bed.

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“Oh, come back to bed.”

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 “I'm up now.” She was definitely not in the mood. Took the shirt she found first and put it on. “Does she know?”

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“Who?”

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“John’s girlfriend.”

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“Well, I'm like, ‘If you wanna leave, tell her’.” Vision sighed and shrugged, looking back at his beautiful wife. Maybe a little morning sex wouldn't hurt the soul. “You're really up?”

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“I really am.” Wanda smiled kindly and finished zipping up her pants. “Maybe he doesn't want to leave.”

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“What?”

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“I mean…” She took a comb and tied her hair into a ponytail. “Maybe he- he doesn't know what he wants.”

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“He should figure it out before someone gets hurt.”

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Wanda remained thoughtful, watching her husband once more. Vision was an incredible man, he was the good, faithful, kind and funny man that everyone wanted to have. How many people constantly asked for one like him? He was too good for this world.

And there she was, feeling more confused than ever.

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“Why are you looking at me?” Vision asked when he realized that Wanda was looking at him with a certain… devotion? Or so he thought. True she looked at him with so much guilt.

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“'Cause you're a good person.” The sokovian approached and kissed his forehead before leaving the room.

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“It's my daughter's school presentation.” Pietro said as they entered through the huge school gate. “You should've let me get T-shirts made.”

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“Come on, honey, I know you're proud of our little girl, but she doesn't want that.” Monica patted her husband's shoulder.

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They walked through the long corridors until they saw a brunette waiting outside one of the classrooms. This time she left her leather jacket at home, she just wore a blazer presentable enough.

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“Hey, Y/N. What are you doing here? Good to see you.” Pietro asked so happy to see her.

Wanda frowned, not knowing how he knew Y/N, but then she remembered that the two of them talked and laughed a lot in her wedding.

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“Well, Luna invited me. She asked me if I could come... I thought you guys knew.” She felt embarrassed but Monica nodded, smiling. Wanda couldn't say anything, she just looked at Y/N as if she couldn't believe the brunette was there. And looking so damn good.

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One of the teachers left the room to finally invite them in: “Luna’s ready to start now.”

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They all entered the classroom, they took seats in the chairs where their names were. Funny thing was that Wanda and Y/N had to sit together, almost on the final bench.

The lights went out, the place was only illuminated by some Christmas lights and small disco balls, as well as shining stars.

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“This is space. Space is many light years away…” The girl related to everyone, she seemed nervous holding that huge flashlight.  “Light years are not measured in days or months, but in kilometers. There's a good reason for this, but I don't quite understand it yet.”

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Y/N and Wanda watched everything so fascinated, smiling at how beautiful everything turned out. The brunette wasn’t going to say that she helped Luna a bit, but she felt really proud.

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‘This bit is the Milky Way. It's made up of lots of stars  and lots of celestial phenona... Phemona...’  Luna stopped, panicking as she tried to say that word that never came out right. The little girl swallowed hard and stared at Y/N, asking for help but the brunette just whispered to her: ‘you can do it.’

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Luna took a deep breath, taking courage as Y/N taught her.

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“Phenonema. One of the best constellations is Ursa Major... which is Latin for Big Bear. I like bears, one of my friends is a bear.”

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Little Luna winked at Y/N and continued to move around the room, pointing out some stars and planets.

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“It's called that because one day in the olden times -that never really happened- a naughty god called Zeus wanted to go to bed with someone he wasn't married to.”

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Y/N turned to see Wanda, oh that woman was gorgeous. So unique. She settled a hand on the bench they sat on, but the warmth she felt surprised her. Her hand touching Wanda's, such an intimate touch.

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“His wife was about to catch him and be very cross... so Zeus turned his girlfriend into a bear. But Mrs. Zeus...”

The Sokovian turned to see Y/N and their gazes met once more, under the stars. Well, some fake stars but the darkness embraced them again allowing them to feel at ease.

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Wanda detailed Y/N's beautiful face, her eyes, her nose, her lips. The small scar behind her eyebrow, what happened there? She was dying to know, dying to know about her.

Wanda tuck a lock behind y/n's ear, caressing her cheek with a delicacy impossible to hide. She leaned in, ready to kiss those soft lips and finally know the taste. What the hell was wrong with her?

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She didn’t care. Her heart just seemed to be pounding so fast, finally found its half.

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“And that's everything you need to know about space.”

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Luna's voice brought Wanda out of her fantasies.

Y/N was by her side, applauding Luna with enormous pride. Wanda began to applaud too, although completely stunned by that fantasy.

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“It was good, right?” Wanda asked in the school yard, watching how the girls ran out to go with their parents.  

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“Really good. Amazing.” Y/N smiled proudly, she went down a few steps so that this time Wanda would be taller than her this time.

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“You’ve to go, right?” Wanda snapped so fast.

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Y/N shook her head, confused.  “No, I don't. I'm okay.”

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“Y/N, I… ” Wanda looked down to play with her rings. God, this was so hard. “I think that we should talk about something that...”

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Y/N looked up to meet those green eyes, that adorable smile. She was so in love, why was the world doing this to her? Why did she have to be in love with a married woman? Besides the fact that she was straight, all the rules were being broken.

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“It's just, I don't know. When I'm with you...” Wanda licked her lips, she was about to continue but Y/N stopped her.

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“Yeah, I do have to go.”

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She chickened out. Couldn't let her do something like that, right? Y/N had to stop Wanda. Even Y/N didn't know what the hell she was doing.

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“Actually, I've just realized I've got a delivery. A birthday party, yeah.” Y/N swallowed and went down the remaining steps.

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Feeling a pang in her heart, Wanda nodded.  “Oh, yeah, right. You go.”

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The blonde watched as Y/N left quickly,leaving her about to release everything she felt inside. Maybe it was for the best. Wanda walked around the place a little nervous, now happy to see how Luna came out of the school and ran towards her.

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Wanda quickly typed on her laptop and stopped to read the report she had to send to her boss soon. She was at her house sharing a pleasant moment with friends.

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“Girls… Listen to this.” She turned to see Natasha, Monica and Darcy who were on the sofa, sharing a delicious cup of cappuccino and a nice chat about how Yelena was going to introduce her sister to one of her best friends.

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“In her acceptance speech, the distinguished scientist, paid tribute to her husband. Tomorrow the pair celebrate their 42nd wedding anniversary... after eloping together on the day they met. When asked how they could possibly have known it would all work out Professor Harrison replied:” Wanda read under the watchful eye of her friends.  “You don't know. You can never be sure but you take the plunge anyway. Sure is for people who don't love enough.”

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Wanda turned to see them when she heard an 'aww' . “Do you guys believe in love at first sight?”

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"I married mine." Monica smiled.

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“Well, it saves time.” Darcy joked.

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Nat just shook her head.

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“No. Really, that you could meet someone and just...” Wanda whispered thoughtfully, thinking about Y/N. It was so different. “Look at someone across a room and with that one glance you could look in their eyes and see their soul. Do you believe that could happen?”

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“No.” Monica narrowed her eyes. “I wanted to kick your brother at first, then I fell in love.”

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“Absolutely not.” Darcy shook her head, very determined.

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“Yeah, me neither.” Wanda looked back at her screen, pouting a bit dissapointed. But then, a new text made her roll her eyes.

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“Darling, do you want to see a movie together tonight? Pick some and then we choose together.” – Vis.

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Why Vision always do that? Why wasn't he able to choose something by himself or just... surprise her? Ugh.

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After chatting for a while, the blonde closed the door after her friends left and sighed deeply. Now with her home completely alone, Wanda took the opportunity to relax for a while until Vision was back home.

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The sokovian dropped onto the sofa and took control to watch a sitcom, when her finger wandered all over the streaming screen, until she found something that caught her attention.

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“Mrs. Jones Diaries.” Wanda frowned, the cover showed a beautiful woman being watched by another in a slightly lustful way. Wanda hesitated to click, but after all, she was alone, right? The curiosity was stronger.

Decided to watch that movie to find out what the hell was interesting about all that, being a… lesbian. Or bisexual, right?

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“Oh, Mrs. Jones, please keep doint it!’  moaned the girl in the movie while another woman devoted herself faithfully to please her. Wanda cocked her head, arching an eyebrow when she saw explicitly what was happening, her cheeks flushed quickly.

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The moans grew louder, especially when the front door opened.

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“Darling, are you home?”

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Vision. Of course. Wanda hurried to get up and try to turn off the tv as quickly as she could.

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“Oh, God! So glad to see you.” Vision smiled as soon as he saw her. She wished she could feel that way too. “The morning I've had! I just had to get away, you know? Shall I burn some dinner?”

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He approached to kiss his wife, and although she tried to feel that magic that everyone explained in a romantic way, there was nothing there.

The englishman turned on the tv to watch the news or something like that, but the first thing he saw was the streaming screen, telling him if he wanted to continue watching that movie.

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“And here's one I haven't seen before.” Vision frowned in amusement. “Mrs… Jones?”

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Wanda let out a fake giggle, smacking her forehead. “Oh, I’m so dumb, was trying to find another movie, I was looking for 'Mrs. Doubtfire' and that came out. SILLY ME!” She swallowed. “Please, take it off.”

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“Yeah…” Vision smirked.  “I mean, what, it's porn, right? It's degrading. It's offensive.”

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“God, yes!” Wanda exclaimed in embarrassment.

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“Yeah. Let's watch it anyway.” Vision was going to hit play but Wanda took control away from him, removing the movie once and for all.  “Come on, Wanda, I mean, things have been getting a bit slack in that department recently. We... We haven't had much time to be… intimate.”

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And he was right. They haven't had sex for a long time, much less the kind of sex that drives you completely crazy and makes you want someone with so much passion, tear your clothes apart and feel your legs tired from so much pleasure.

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“I know it's my fault and it's...” He started, taking Wanda's hand.

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“No, it's mine. I just-...” She shrugged.  “I don't wanna watch that.”

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Vision frowned a bit curious. “Why?”

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“It doesn't turn me on.” She lied, definitely. Although to tell the truth, they had never talked about this kind of intimacy. Wanda got up from the sofa and walked to the kitchen to make some dinner.

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It was a beautiful and cold night, perfect to enjoy it. Wanda and Vision attended that fair and fireworks show at Primrose Hill. Alexei thought that it would be a good time to get the whole family together. And it was true, the truth is it was so fun. While Vision, Pietro and Alexei had walked away to buy something to eat, Wanda watched that spectacle trying to turn a deaf ear to her mother's comments.

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“Belochka, I don't know what to do about your father. He's never been the last of the red hot lovers...” Melina shrugged, not seeing how Wanda tried not to be traumatized. She wished with all her heart that Natasha was there. “But, recently, it's got to the point where he's jealous of stiff wind.”

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The Sokovian closed her eyes, wondering how much more she could take until Vision finally came back.

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“Hey, you guys.” He took one last bite of his hot dog.

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Melina smiled seeing them hug each other.  “Now, how are my grandchildren coming along?”

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Begging her husband with her eyes, Wanda asked: “Could you get me away from her, please?”

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“Just hinting, darling.” Melina said aloud as she watched Vision take Wanda by the hand, disappearing into the crowd.  “One wants to have them while one's still young enough to pick them up.”

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Alexei came to her side finishing his hotdog, licking his fingers while laughing excitedly at the sight of the fireworks. Grimacing and rolling her eyes, Melina gave up.

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As they got lost among the people, Wanda sighed, leaving a great weight behind.

She didn't want to disappoint Melina or Alexei, they gave her everything in life. A home, food, family, and she wasn't going to deny that ever since she met Vision, they loved him. What would her parents think if they knew that a woman -she met no long ago- was making her destroy that whole life?

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“You know, what I do with your parents is remind myself... that if it wasn't for them, I wouldn't have you.” Vision told her with a certain tenderness, making Wanda snap out of her thoughts.

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Wanda smiled tenderly, hugging him tightly. He was her best friend for a long time, one of the people who support her the most. How could she let him down?

She closed her eyes in that embrace until a scream caught her attention.

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“Come on, J!”

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That voice. Wanda turned to look for the owner of her thoughts and found Y/N taking her friend, Jules, by the hand to get lost among the people.

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“What's up, darling?” Vision noticed how she tensed.

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“Vision, can we go home? I don't feel quite well.”  She made a face at her husband, who, surprised, just nodded ready to leave.

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“Come on, J!” Y/N took her best friend's arm and led her further, asking everyone for permission to come by. Jules smiled, nodding slowly.

Why did she let her friend take her out of the house on such a cold night?

But it was worth it, the fireworks lit up the whole sky. They both smiled watching the show, especially Y/n, who turned around to see her cousin enjoying the moment, finally.

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She wanted to help her so badly. She wished that Jules could get out of the lonely nights and books, that she would start to get out of that huge hole.

Y/N was there, not knowing that in the distance two green eyes were watching her, curious and a bit jealous.

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“Now, remember, if someone asks... you're my child, okay?” Natasha said to little Luna, whom she was holding by the hand. “That keeps idiots from coming up to flirt with me.”

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“Yes, auntie Nat! I mean- Mom!”

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Y/N turned to see those familiar voices and smiled when she saw Luna with Natasha. It was nice to be able to find them among so many people.

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“Hey, beauties!”  Y/N came to greet them and the little girl ran to hug her.  “How you doing?”

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“So good.” Luna smiled widely happy to see her.

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Natasha came over to say hello to Y/N and her date whom she hadn't met yet.

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“Nat, she’s Jules. Jules, she’s Nat.” Y/N nodded, noticing how she looked at each other.

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Neither of them seemed to say anything until the redhead smiled, holding out her hand. “Natasha Romanoff.”

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“Jules Boyd.” She introduced herself squeezing her hand softly, but unable to take her eyes off the redhead. She hadn't seen wonderful things lately but definitely, without a doubt, Natasha was one.

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“Okay…” Y/N raised an eyebrow at that connection. She looked down to see Luna, who was smiling as well. She wasn't the only one who saw those two crushed birds. “Wanna go buy a hot dog?”

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“Yes, ma'am!”

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Wanda crossed the threshold of her house and sighed deeply, taking off the scarf and the enormous coat she was wearing.

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“I'll put the kettle on, babe.” Vision put down his jacket and walked towards the kitchen.

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“I'll have a beer instead.” Wanda sighed, she definitely needed a beer to relax a bit. She wasn't expecting to see Y/N there.

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 Vision stopped and looked at her a bit surprised.  “Really? I was gonna offer that, but...”

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He was quiet. Wanda turned to see him. “But what?”

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The man leaned against the kitchen counter, trying to think through what he was going to say, and if her answer was what he expected.

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“Wanda, are you pregnant?”

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Wanda was going to laugh but noticing Vision's serious look, she just shook her head and stammered: “No. No, I'm not, no.”

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“I just thought it might explain your recent...”  He stopped.

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"My what?" Wanda frowned without understanding.

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“Whatever. Nothing.” Vision shook his head and opened the fridge to get the beer and stopped. “Unless...”

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“Unless what?” Wanda seemed no less confused.

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The man smiled mischievously and began to unbutton his shirt, walking towards her. “Do you want to get pregnant?”

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Far from taking it as a compliment or a sexy invitation, Wanda smiled wryly and rolled her eyes. “You and my mum. Ugh.”

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“Listen, I know we said we were going to wait...” Even though she didn't seem too happy about it, Vision didn't give up.  “…but until what, you know, we're even more settled?”

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Wanda was speechless. How could she even think about having a baby? Everything was getting out of control.

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“Come on, what do you think?” Vision insisted, giving her his best golden retriever look with those huge blue eyes. She babbled like a fish out of water, being saved by the ringing Vision’s phone.

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“Bollocks, I got to take it.” He looked at the screen, showing her who was calling. “John, what's up? No, I've a minute…”

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Wanda took the opportunity to walk and go to the room, with a completely lost and somewhat terrified look. What was she doing? She asked herself one more time. Vision had just given her a huge hint that they could have a baby and the huge guilt inside of wanting someone else.

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Biting her lip, she reached for her phone to find her and call. Those long finger danced across the screen for a few seconds before giving it 'call'. Why was she doing it? She knew that it wasn't okay, but she wanted to listen to Y/N.

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Y/N sighed as she watched Nat and Jules talk pleasantly, sitting on one of the park benches. She decided to give them some space by themselves while she ate a hot dog, but a call interrupted that delicious moment.

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“Hello?” She answered without even seeing who was calling. But no one answered, a complete silence from the other end. Y/N frowned and asked again: “Hello?”

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The call ended.

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On the other end of the call, Wanda panicked and ended up hanging up, quickly putting her phone back in the pocket. Vision returned apologetically, explaining that he had to travel early to Liverpool for the entire weekend. Apparently someone made a big mistake and they had to fix it.

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“Look, I'm really sorry about this, darling... I've to go.” He seemed very sorry.

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Wanda nodded, understanding the situation.  “I'm canceling tuesday then.”

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“What? Tuesday night? No, of course you should still go. You know, I wouldn't put you through my evening for all the-”  

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She shook her head, but as soon as her phone rang, Wanda picked it up without even remembering she called Y/N before.

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“Yeah?”  Wanda frowned but then opened her eyes so big. She called Y/N before. Damn.

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“Hey, it’s Y/N…”

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“Hey, Y/N. H-How are you?” Wanda looked at her husband somewhat nervously. But the man took the opportunity to take the phone from his wife's hands, taking control of the call.

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“Hey, Y/N!” Vision smiled when a wild idea crossed his mind so fast. “What is it?”

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“Vision… How's it going? Nothing. I don't know... My phone just rang and...”

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She was going to keep talking but he quickly cut her off. “Sorry, you busy Tuesday night? Do you fancy escorting my wife somewhere?”

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Y/N stammered blankly, what was wrong with these people? A voice in her mind told her to run away, a thousand times, but she just sighed. Far ahead of her, Natasha and Jules were still chatting and laughing. Something Y/N never thought she would see.

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 “I- I don’t know.”

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Wanda quickly denied looking at her husband but he ignored her. She tried to take the phone but he moved away from her.  “It's just, like, I've got this wanky work thing which I can't get out of. You know, it'll be really great if you could look after Wanda for me.”

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“Vision, stop.” Wanda whispered.

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“Go on, say yes. Please, Y/N.”

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“Umh… okay, yes.”

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“Brilliant!” The blond man exclaimed happily. “Well, Wanda will ring you with the details... and be safe.”

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‘You too. Night.’

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Once Vision finished the call, he handed the phone over to Wanda who seemed quite annoyed.

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“You shouldn't have done that! I hardly know her.” Wanda complained, dropping her phone on the sofa.

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“Yeah, but she's your...” He was thoughtful looking for the word that Wanda had said SO MANY times before. “Soul-mate-for-life type thing. You'll have a belter.”

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Vision left a kiss on his wife's forehead and turned to go to the kitchen and finally get some beers. Wanda followed him, feeling enormous guilt but also some happiness knowing that she would see Y/N again.

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“At least does she know where we're going?”

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The striker had the ball and ran with all his might to score. However, one of the defenders took it from him, so easily. Wanda sighed in frustration while they were watching the game from the stands.

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They arrived and for 35 minutes her team hadn't even scored a goddamn goal. The brunette was quite surprised when she found out that Wanda was a soccer fan. No, not soccer. Football. According to Wanda, that was the real football.

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Y/N kept her hands in her jacket, it was cold but nice enough. Wanda was wearing a pretty burgundy beanie that made her look adorable and gorgeous.

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“Go on, hound him! Hound his legs, chop him!” Wanda yelled pointing at the other player. That made Y/N smile, she definitely seemed like a sports fan.

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“Over there!” Wanda yelled with all her might pointing to the goal but the striker finished losing the ball anyway. “On the left side!”

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“You know, you're…” Y/N wrinkled her nose. “You know, you're kind of shrill.”

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“What?” Wanda turned to see her, so confused. Maybe a little offended too.

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“When you shout.” The dark-haired woman licked her lips and pointed to the field. “You want them to hear your abuse better, you've got to project it.”

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Wanda raised an eyebrow, noticing Y/N's gaze. She looked so…pretty when she showed her stuff. She went from annoyed to somewhat delighted.

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“Teach me then, irish prick.” She challenged her and Y/N n was going to accept the challenge without hesitation.

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“Okay.”  Y/N nodded. “First off, tighten your stomach muscles.”

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Wanda chuckled and shook her head. “I don't think I've got any.”

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“Yeah, you do. You really do.” Y/N smiled and brought her hand to the Sokovian's belly, resting her hand there for a moment.

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“There?” Wanda swallowed.

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“Yep.” Y/N nodded, her heart was about to come out of her chest. “They're right here. Tighten.”

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Wanda tried but nothing happened.

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 “Tense it.”

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“It is pretty tense already!” Wanda exclaimed nervously, definitely feeling the warm hand against her belly was not helping her at all to try to get over it.

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“Okay, next, broaden your diaphragm.”

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Wanda giggled.  “My what?”

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“It's here. Okay, push it out against my hand.”  Y/N watched her tenderly, noticing how Wanda looked ahead a bit restless. Once again, she was lost just looking at her. Just by feeling her scent. “Do you feel my hand?”

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“M-Maybe if you put them both there.” Wanda tried to avoid Y/N’s gaze and not hit herself for what she had just asked for.

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“Fine.” The brunette carefully settled behind her, placing both hands on Wanda’s stomach. A sigh escaped from Wanda's lips, as well as her heart that threatened to break out of her chest. A slight blush on her cheeks when Y/N whispered in her ear:

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“And now, go for the big one.” Y/N whispered. Wanda turned around just to see the brunette, the distance between the two faces was so short. “Imagine the roof of your mouth is a cathedral.”

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Wanda smiled. “No, you've lost me.”

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“Oh, come on!”

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“No, the muscles, the diaphragm, I'm there, but...” The Sokovian rolled her eyes, everything she said was either incomprehensible or impossible.

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“It's a space thing.” Y/N settled next to her again, letting go. Letting Wanda feel the abandonment of her warmth. “All right, your mouth is that big that you have to fill it with sound. Deep from inside, filling the space, then throwing it out.”

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“Ah, yeah?” Wanda rolled her eyes. “Like how?”

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 “Like this.” Y/N cleared her throat a little embarrassed but then took a deep breath. Following the same thing that she said to, Y/N prepared herself to shout:  “YOU’RE A WANKER NUMBER NINE!”

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That was so strong and deep that everyone was silent in that stadium before the power of that voice. Even player number 9, who just gave her the middle finger and kept running.

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“Not bad, huh. That was really loud.” Wanda looked at everyone around her and nodded. Would definitely never question anything Y/N said again.

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“Yeah.” Y/N shrugged, a little awkward.

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An hour later they both left that stadium commenting on the entire game, Wanda's favorite team tied 2-2 in a very interesting game. Better than she expected, she believed that they would lose.

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“All right, so your turn.” Wanda smiled. In the end everything had been quite good.  “Where do you want to go?”

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“I don't care where we go.”  ‘As long as I'm with you’  She thought.

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“Good. I'll decide again.” Wanda narrowed her eyes, watching the streets curiously as they walked together.  “I feel like dancing.”

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“Hold that thought, Wands.” An idea came to Y/N's mind and she just smiled widely, so big that Wanda looked at her curiously, wanting to know what was going through her head.

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“What? What, you know somewhere we should go?”

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“Got an idea.”

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Y/N took Wanda's hand to drag her toward one of her favorite places.

They both had a wonderful night full of laughter. They ate some delicious burguers and drank a delicious pint of beer at an Irish pub that she and her friends used to go to.

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After that, they danced for a long time in one of the dance arcade machines. Wanda was so happy, she didn't know that Y/N also loved to dance in those video games.

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“Come on, this one this time.” Y/N told her while she put some coins and chose one of the most difficult songs, but without a doubt, one of the best:  ‘Beethoven Virus’.

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“Oh no, not that one!” Wanda pouted. “I never knew how to beat that one! Not even with Pietro. He's like a pro on this thing.”

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Y/N took Wanda's hand and looked into her eyes.  “Do you trust me?”

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And how could she not if that woman was looking at her that way? Jeez.

Wanda nodded.

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“Let’s do this.”  Y/N  hit the 'play' and they both settled into their respective places.

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And despite the fact that on the first try, Wanda got a bit confused and they both began to laugh, after two times they managed to beat that difficult song with a score of "A".

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“WE DID IT!” Wanda squealed happily and started to jump, hugging Y/N so tightly it took her by surprise. Definitely one of the best nights of her life.

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They walked together through the cold streets of London, they weren't far from Wanda's flat.

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“Don't you miss the place where you were born?” Wanda asked with her arms crossed, the gloves and the beanie helped against the cold but that night seemed to be the coldest night of the week.

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“Kinda”. Y/N sighed. “But I'm fine here, I got a lot of nice things.”

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Wanda agreed, in that sense she understood too much. She left Sokovia to live in New York, after meeting Vision, she went with him to live in London. London changed her life completely.

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“Do you like what you do?”

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“Of course. I studied Biology all my life, the flower shop helped me a lot. And... it's also something my aunt left us. She died not long ago.” Y/N sighed. “Jules's mum, I mean. My auntie Claire was Jules mum.”

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Wanda frowned a bit, she felt so stupid. “Jules is your… cousin. Oh. I’m sorry. Sorry for your loss.”

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“Its okay.” The brunette just nodded and looked ahead. “It hurted me but the one that hurt the most was Jules. Claire raised us together.”

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ Wanda felt a bit guilty for sticking her nose where she shouldn't. She bit her lower lip, trying to save the moment. “Okay, tell me about the lily.”

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“What?”

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“Tell me what my favorite flower means.” Wanda dared her, moving to make the cold go away. “Please?”

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“You don't want to know about the lily.”  Y/N shook her head, while waiting to cross the street.  

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“But I do!”

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“Ask me about the azalea.”

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The blonde rolled her eyes. “All right. What about the azalea?”

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“The azalea means, ‘May you achieve financial security’.” The brunette laughed as Wanda wrinkled her nose. It couldn't be more boring, of course.

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“Ugh, boring. Now, tell me about the lily.” She nudged her with her body making Y/N sigh. Spending time with Y/N was nice, so…smooth. That she felt that time was slipping through her fingers. Feeling so... happy.

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“The lily means...” Y/N tried but stopped, turning to look at her. Standing face to face, Wanda forgot how it was to breathe.” The lily means, ‘I dare you to love me’.”

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Y/N said with that lovely accent. She smiled at Wanda and crossed the street, leaving her completely dumbfounded.

Whas that…? No, it wasn’t. Right?

Wanda jogged to catch up with her, crossing the next street together. Y/N smiled at her charmingly, enjoying the night.

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“Well, thanks for this evening.”  The brunette said when she saw that the Sokovian woman's flat was half a block away.

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“Thank you.” Wanda sighed. Despite not wanting to see her at first, it was one of the most beautiful nights she had lately.

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“It was my birthday, you know?” Y/N confessed, looking at the ground a bit embarrassed.

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“What?! Today? You should've said!” Wanda exclaimed in surprise. “We could have made a cake, quit football… that was your day.”

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“It’s okay, I loved spending time with you.” Y/N let out the most sincere words from her heart, knowing that it could be dangerous.

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 Wanda nodded, accepting that beautiful gesture.  “Mine is close too.”

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“We are practically soulmates, don't you think?” Y/N said stopping in front of Wanda's driveway. They were definitely something more than that, but neither was going to take a step to accept it.

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“This is my...” Wanda sighed, sad that the night ended here.

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She looked at Y/N's beautiful eyes for a moment, that devotion with which the brunette looked at her was beginning to drive her crazy.

Couldn't think about it anymore, she didn't want to think about it anymore. Her heart was taking control of her mind, and it was telling Wanda to act once and for all, leaving the fear behind.

Wanda moved forward to close the distance and kiss those lips, but the light of a car blinded her for a moment, making her to stop so close, about to touch them.

The oxygen began to lack when feeling the warmth, feeling her mouth so close and in such an intimate way.

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It was now or never.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ And she chickened out. The Sokovian backed away from her quickly, so flustered that she couldn't even see her face.

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“Okay, good night.” She moved away to open the gate and enter the building, without even looking back.

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“Night…” Y/N whispered feeling her heart pound so hard it would break her chest.

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What did just happened? Y/N just shook her head and started walking to home.

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Wanda entered her room already with her pajamas on, trying not to make noise and wake up Vision. Her green eyes kept lost in nothing, her thoughts were taking her to unexpected places.

Once she settled on the bed, she stared at the ceiling for half an hour until Vision started to growl, sensing the presence of a warm body on bed.

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“Your feet.” The blond man mumbled sleepily.

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“Are they cold?” Wanda whispered.

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“Yeah, a bit.” Vision turned around so he could hug her from behind, taking possession of her waist and falling asleep again. But Wanda's gaze was still lost, feeling that those arms no longer felt the same way. That hug didn't make her feel warmth in her belly, did she ever feel it?

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ That grip on her waist no longer melted Wanda, and that caused enormous damage and guilt in her, so much that didn't let her sleep all night.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ A loud sound woke her from her thoughts, or rather from how comfortable she felt falling asleep on her best friend's couch.

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“Morning, my friend.” The russian handed her the coffee cup. Wanda smiled sleepily and accepted it; the smell of freshly brewed coffee made her eyes widen.

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“I’m sorry, I didn’t-” Wanda sighed. “I didn't sleep well.”

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“I think you haven't slept at all.” Natasha teased, raising an eyebrow. “Good night with Vis?”

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“N-No.” The blonde sat on the sofa, sipping the coffee. “Shut up.”

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“Okay, what is it, Wands?”

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“Just my job, you know...” She set the cup aside and was silent for a moment, trying to think of how to say what she wanted to say. “Nat… Umh… Did you ever, you know... cross the street?”

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As surprised as if she had been hit by a truck, Natasha frowned, not understanding where that question came from.  “That depends on what the hell you're talking about.”

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“I mean, did you ever... liked, or think you might've briefly, before you realized you didn't…” Wanda seemed to get entangled with her own words, how could she say it without Nat noticing everything? Or make fun of her.

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Natasha cut her off, trying to save her.  “Wan? You can ask, you’re my sister.”

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The blonde took a moment to relax. She knew that Natasha would never judge her, well, maybe if she finds out about Y/N, of course a little angry. She sure would tell Wanda that she's an asshole for hurting Vision, but…she would never judge her, would she?

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“Have you ever been interested in another woman?” She finally let go.

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The Russian didn't make fun of it or something like that, she just looked at her tenderly.

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“Wanda, you know I did.”

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“Yeah, sorry, it’s just…” Wanda just inhaled deeply. “I'm just curious, I just... umh, I think... a friend of mine is lesbian... No, bisexual, I think, and well... I wouldn't want to hurt her. I want to learn.”

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“That's very nice, Wands.” Nat looked down at her cup, also thinking for a moment before speaking. “Actually, I'm going out with a girl tomorrow. As a date... I wanted to tell you that.” Natasha bit her lower lip.

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“Yeah? Oh, wow! I mean, awesome! What does it feels?” Wanda settled to listen intently, opening her green eyes so wide that she made her sister laugh.

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“Well...” Narrowing her eyes for a moment, Natasha just shrugged. “The same? I mean, she's a girl. Very pretty one, by the way. She feels exactly the same as… a dude? Or maybe, different. She's kind, she's funny... she makes me laugh, she has an accent, oh god. I don’t know.”

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Wanda just nodded slowly, trying to fake the prettiest and happiest smile her sister has ever seen.

For the most part, she was very happy to know that Natasha wanted to move on in life and leave this crazy single life.

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But she also felt envy, a healthy envy perhaps? That she could do it. That Nat could have the chance to meet a woman and fall in love, and she couldn't.

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Why did she feel like this? This was so horrible.

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“So, tell me about you, Vision’s taking you to dinner tonight?” Nat asked curiously.

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“In fact… I'm taking him.”

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“Nice. Tell me more about it.”

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But despite the fact that dinner was pleasant enough, the ride home had been one of the quietest of their lives.

Vision kept her gaze ahead, trying to think about what was happening in their marriage lately, while Wanda looked out the window, thinking about Y/N.

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In a desperate attempt to regain their passion, they tried to have sex in the car, parking at one of the city's viewpoints.

Wanda thought it would be good to revive the passion, exciting, to try something new. While Vision didn’t stop complaining saying that he didn't understand why they should do those things having a home, a comfy bed.

Anyway, they couldn't even make it as they were interrupted by a couple trying to do the same.

They returned home accompanied by a sad silence, knowing that everything was broken but neither would admit it.

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“So, what would you like for dinner tonight?” Y/N asked as she was on the phone with Jules, while she arranged the huge flower buckets outside the Garden.

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“That's exactly what I wanted to talk to ye ‘bout...”  Jules's voice was heard on the phone, but when the girl was about to say something, Y/N stopped her. A beautiful blonde was walking towards her with a hurried step as if she was possessed by the devil.

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“Jules, I'll call you right away.” She ended the call and put her phone away, grinning widely at the blonde.  “Hey, Wands. I’m-”

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“No, no, you're not happy to see me!” Wanda seemed really upset or worried, she didn't know which one.  “You can't. I don't want you to be happy to see me.”

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The brunette frowned blankly, she followed Wanda into the flower shop. “Umh… Okay?”

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Wanda turned on her heels, really nervous. She didn't even want to look Y/N in the eyes, she couldn't or she would fall at her feet.  “So, I'm here because I don't know what's going on.”

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The Sokovian began to walk in circles, expressing what she felt while Y/N looked at her frowning, no idea what was wrong with Wanda now.

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“You make me feel something. Something I absolutely cannot feel.”

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Hearing that, Y/N nodded and swallowed hard.

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“I'm married, Y/N!”  Wanda pointed to herself.  

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A bit dramatic, perhaps.

Y/N just kept her hands in her jacket pocket, leaning against the wall. She wasn't going to say anything, because every time she wanted to, Wanda would interrupt her.

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“I'm married, for Christ's sake. I have a husband, this...” Wanda was panicking, for sure. “This man that I... This lovely guy. He's done nothing wrong.”

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“Hi! I was wondering if you could help me?” A happy guy entered the flower shop.  “I'm hoping to start a herb garden. It's a pretty little corner space...”

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Wanda just rolled her eyes and walked away, locking herself in the back room of the flower shop.

Y/N just took two pretty plants and handed them over, pushing him towards the door. “Here, lad, take these. On the house. Go.”

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The brunette closed the door and walked towards the back, meeting Wanda who seemed to be in a crisis.

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“Okay, so do you understand? You have to understand, Y/N.” Wanda begged. “I can't do this. I can't actually do this.”

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“Wanda… Listen.” She tried but couldn't even say a damn word. Y/N's heart seems to sink lower and lower with each of those words.

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“So whatever it is or was, it's got to stop, and it's got to stop now. Do you understand?”  Giving her the coldest look she could manage, the Sokovian started toward the door. “It's over.”

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Licking her lips, trying to stay okay, Y/N listened as the door closed behind her. She felt so confused, as if a huge train hit her at 200 km/h in the wrong lane.

All those conflicting feelings in her mind, in her heart, shook again like the whole world of hers when Wanda came back through the door with a determined step, a regretful look and a decision.

Without hesitating one more second, Wanda kissed the brunette's lips, losing herself for the first time in paradise.

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Maybe it took her a milisecond to react, but when she felt the warmth of those lips, Y/N just hugged her waist, making that long-awaited kiss the most passionate and needy she has ever had.

Slowly, Y/N pushed her towards the sofa surrounded by beautiful red roses as they both shared delicious kisses and passionate caresses.

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Wanda finely felt like coming home. Discovering that what you wanted so much was exactly as you imagined it or even better than that, Y/N and Wanda smiled between kisses like teenagers in love.

Y/N helped Wanda out of her shirt as the flower shop door opened. They parted quickly, their hair tousled and amused looks.

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“For fuck’s sake, bet it's another customer.” Y/N whispered and Wanda giggled, leaning down to steal another kiss from her. For a few seconds she had forgotten the whole world around her.

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“Hello? Y/N?” That voice. That unrecognizable English accent made both of them part in fright.

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The universe once again cruelly reminded them where they were standing.  “Y/N, you in the back?”

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The look of terror and guilt was reflected in Wanda's eyes, who looked at the door, terrified that Vision would see them.

Y/N hurried, looking at herself before leaving the room.

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“Sorry, I was… stocking some… flowers.” Y/N stammered nervously, how agitated she was seemed to give her away as did her rosy cheeks.  “Hey.”

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“Hey yourself.”  The man smirked as if he had realized something. Oh, boy. If only he knew.

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“What do you want, Vision?” Maybe that came out more harsh than she expected.

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“Buy some flowers. What else?”

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“Yeah, sorry. Flowers, of course.” She felt ashamed.  Come on, Y/N. You can do better than this.

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“Not for me, for Wanda. Recently, she's just been a bit...” The blond began to walk around the store looking at some flowers, trying to choose the most beautiful ones.  “I don't know.”

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Wanda, who was listening on the other side of the store, just lowered her gaze in embarrassment.

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“But you know what they say... there's nothing quite so cheering as a well-timed bloom. So, I thought one of your finest arrangements.”

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“Sure, absolutely.” Y/N couldn't even meet his eyes, she just nodded.  “What does she like?”

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“You know what she likes.” The man met Y/N's eyes, who tried to hold her gaze without lowering it. Would look like a guilty woman, and that would lead to more chaos. Right? He knew that Y/N knew Wanda quite well.   “Lilies. She likes lilies.”

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“Lilies? Right, well, that's simple.” She nodded and pointed to the flowers.

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“So, did you enjoy the football the other night?” Vision asked while looking at one of the sunflowers curiously.

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“It was an experience.”  Carefully, the brunette cut the most beautiful of the lillies and arranged them in a pretty bouquet, looking down at the guilt that choked her. She told herself that she had to do it, she had to lie to him one last time.

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“How did you find Wanda?” Vision asked. She paused for a moment at the mention of the woman who had stolen her heart forever.

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“Fine. I mean, I wouldn't...” Y/N babbled nervously. “Fine.”

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“I was just wondering if she said anything about me or…” He watched as Y/N took the huge bouquet and brought it to him, but not before putting a pretty bow in the Sokovian's favorite color.  “I just think I'm doing something wrong, is all.” Vision confessed with a sad and tired look, you could tell that something was not leaving him alone.

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“I mean, that's what I think. And if she said what it is... that I'm doing, or not doing, then I can stop it. Or start, or whatever, you see.” Vision smiled with a certain sadness. “And then be like… We can get back to being like before.”

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Y/N watched him for a moment, she swore to herself not to show anything more than a stoic look. Feeling how the fury boiled inside her,  fury against the universe for making all them suffer like that.

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“She didn't say anything.” she whispered.

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“No, of course… And I've embarrassed you. And myself, which is normal, very normal.” He tried to escape the moment with his kindness and his 'humor'. “These lillies are beautiful. How much do I...”

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“No, they're on the house.” The brunette nodded and although Vision seemed surprised, he took the bouquet and thanked her.

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Vision walked towards the door ready to try one more chance with his wife, when Y/N spoke:

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“You should ask her, you know. Not me.”

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“Bless you, but... I can't ask Wanda if there's anything wrong.” His blue eyes were lost in his inner fears.  “I mean, that's way too scary.”

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“Why?”

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 “What if there is?” He finally confessed before leaving the flower shop. What if Wanda didn't love him anymore? 

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The florist sighed and after making sure he was gone, she went back to the back room of the flower shop so fast, but there was no one there. The window was open, Wanda had undoubtedly escaped.

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Y/N went out into the street to see how Wanda was running away towards the park, without hesitation, she ran after her.

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“Wanda!” Y/N yelled as they crossed the beautiful Primrose Hill park. “Wanda, wait, for fuck’s sake!”

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“Y/N, please, leave!” Wanda shook her head and hurried on but Y/N stepped forward, standing in front of her.

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“Just talk to me!”

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“What do you want me to say?”  She tried to appease everything she felt, everything that came to her mind. Guilt crushed her chest so bad.  “I heard him! Jesus! I'm lying there, and I heard him... a-and he's blaming himself.”

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“You can put an end to this.”

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The Sokovian voice was torn by pain.  “How?”

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“Tell me to go.” That hurt too much. Y/N swallowed hard and just worked up enough courage to stop this. To be chosen by her or hurt right now. “Tell me that's what you want, and I will walk away... and you will never see me again.”

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Wanda watched her for a moment, the silence was broken by the song of the birds. Was she really capable of doing it? That hurt deeply. “Is that what you want?”

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“I want you.” Y/N exclaimed revealing the truth in her heart, finally releasing the beast in her chest. She wanted Wanda, just Wanda. Even if her lives were in pure chaos.

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Wanda's huge eyes filled with tears, not only because of the illusion she felt for a few seconds, but because of her pain knowing that it was impossible. Y/N was confessing her love to her, and she had to throw it away.

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“Y/N…” Wanda gasped.

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“I know.” Y/N nodded and lowered her head, accepting the consequences.

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“I can't...” Wanda wept, feeling a deep pain in her heart.

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“I know.”

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“I’m sorry.” Wanda whimpered, meeting Y/N's sweet gaze once more.

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Sighing deeply, Y/N gave her a sad smile. “We'll be okay.”

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Wanda didn't say anything, just closed her eyes and cried when Y/N wrapped her in a big hug. A necessary hug to get lost in her warmth, to feel the sweet smell of her perfume one last time. Her bodies complemented each other so well, that it seemed like a good match for both of them.

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“Don't forget me.” The brunette whispered in Wanda’s ear and kissed her cheek; a necessary plea.

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“I won't remember anything else.” Wanda whispered before the universe ripped her heart out.

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Taking courage and trying not to cry, Y/N only tightened the hold on her one last time before pulling away, turning and never looking back.

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She had to leave, had to leave her behind, she had to move forward because looking back would end up killing her.

Wanda just stood in the same place for a long time, watching how the love of her life left her forever.

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Y/N's gaze remained lost somewhere in the flower shop, trying not to burst into tears or something like that.

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How had she allowed herself to get this far? She cursed herself one more time, shaking her head. Wasn't even able to tell her best friend, too much guilt inside. Y/N felt a lot of shame too, how to admit that she broke up a beautiful marriage.

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“I’m such an arsehole.” Y/N  told herself, running a hand over her face. She was grateful that a customer walked into the flower shop, but it was a man she thought she would never see again.

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“I'm looking for a breakup plant.” He didn't even say 'hi' to her, just walked around the place like it was his own. John Walker was there as if he were a mockery of fate.

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"John, right?" Y/N frowned and moved closer.

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The man turned to see her, somewhat confused. “Have we met?”

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“At Wanda and Vision's wedding.” She clenched her jaw.

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“Oh.” He didn't seem even surprised or interested, just pointed at the flowers again.  “Yeah, whatever, I need a breakup plant.”

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Y/N crossed her arms.  “Explain.”

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“Well, I don't like my girlfriend. I wanna break up with her... via the means of plant?” The guy shrugged, definitely not looking sad about the breakup. He seemed really disgusted to have to be there.

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“Well, it should be a breakup bouquet, and it should be hydrangeas.” The brunette sighed and walked over to get a tiny bunch of them. “They mean: ‘It's over, but think well of me.’”

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“Perfect. I'll take one.” John took out his wallet.

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“One bouquet?” Y/N raised an eyebrow when he took the flowers, just like that.

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“A whatever that is.”

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“But that's not a lot…” She frowned, feeling a deep dislike for this man.

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“Well, I don't care if she thinks well of me.” He dropped a bill on the table.

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She couldn't believe it. That guy really was an arsehole. Y/N clenched her jaw and slapped the flowers away, shoving him away.  

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“D'you know what? Piss off, ye wee dickhead!”

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“Excuse me?”

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“Out! Get out the fuck out of my shop, arsehole!” She kicked him out so fast, taking the money the man left on the table and tossing it out of the flower shop.  “She's well rid of your disgusting arse, anyway. I’m glad for her, imperialist prick!”

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The brunette closed the door behind her and then looked at those hydrangeas in her hands, sighing.

Realizing that she really couldn't get on with this day and that it was already late anyway, decided to close the shop and go back to home, take a shower and sleep for a lifetime.

And even though it was hard, she tried to swallow all those feelings and not show them. Her jaw was beginning to ache from the force with which she clenched.

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“Jules?” Y/N called as she entered home, surprised to see the lights on.

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“I'll be right out.” Her friend's voice was heard from the room.

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“Take your time.” Y/N sighed and sat down on the couch, closing her eyes. Finally the tears began to fall down her cheek and she let them run, didn't even feel like pretending anymore.

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Jules left the room, fixing her blouse and, oddly enough, smiling to surprise her friend. But the smile didn't last long as she got closer noticing Y/N's mood.

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“Oh, sweet suffering Jesus, what's wrong with ye, luv?” She hurried over to sit next and put a hand on Y/N's shoulder.

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The brunette just turned to see her, her pretty eyes completely red as well as her cheeks due to her crying.

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“I- I met this girl.” Y/N whimpered taking a tissue to blow her nose, now that she let out her pain it was difficult to hold on.  “But she's with someone else.”

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When she saw Y/N lower her head in embarrassment, Jules just smiled tenderly, caressing her shoulder. “I sort of imagined it… I've seen ye very happy lately. Going out with that new friend you met.” She sighed. “And does she love you?”

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“I- I don't know.” Y/N shrugged and wiped away her tears.  “No… Yes? But it doesn't matter.”

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“Oh, it's all that matters, luv.” Jules caressed her cheek gently, seeing Y/N like that broke her own heart. Y/N had always been the complete opposite of her, so positive, funny, a little grumpy but not too much.

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“She's with someone else. She can’t…”

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“An english man, I bet.” Jules growled, trying to make her smile. Y/N loved when Jules complained about the brits. “Feckin’ english lads, I told ye we shouldn't stay here!”

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“I love you, you know? Thanks for being here with me.” Y/N appreciated the attempt to make her smile, even in a sadly way, as she leaned back on the sofa. “This is breaking my heart, I don’t want it anymore...”

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Jules nodded gently, stroking her hair gently.  “It mends again.”

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Y/N nodded but after a few seconds she frowned. The pain inside her could wait. What she saw right now was top priority.

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“Look at you, you look fantastic.” The brunette sat up to get a better look at Jules, who was wearing a beautiful black shirt and skinny jeans. She was also wearing some makeup, a lipstick that made those prominent lips pop.  “Sorry, I didn't notice. You look amazing!”

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“Well, luv, I may be more loner than God, but I can still make an effort.” Jules smirked.

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“A date? Does my Jules have a date?” Y/N smiled for her, even if she was dying inside.

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“I'm going to eat food with a woman, yes.” She joked, saying it in a mysterious way but then took a deep breath, gathering some courage.  “That's what I wanted to talk to you about... it's... it's someone you know.”

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“Who?” She looked quite confused. ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ

“Yelena’s sister. Natasha.”

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It took Y/N a few seconds to realize it and she nodded slowly. Wanda’s best-friend. Sister. Everything seemed to fall into place, that woman, but at least Y/N was glad to know that Natasha was a good woman.

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“An amazing woman. I’m so glad for you… So,  how do you feel?”

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“Well, you know, when you're holding a hot cup of coffee... and you realize you're going to sneeze?” Jules seemed very nervous now, playing with her fingers.  “That's how I feel.”

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Smiling with some pride, finally seeing her cousin take a step forward to keep going, Y/N leaned in to hug her.  “Come here.”

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“Bear hugs! Yippee! Love those.” The Irish woman whispered and snuggled with her. Jules tried that in her arms, her friend forgets all that sorrow she felt.

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The hours passed and Wanda was still waiting on that sofa. The guilt was suffocating her since the afternoon, where she and Y/N kissed. Despair and worry invaded her until finally the door finally opened.

Vision came into the house humming a very upbeat song, obviously completely drunk.

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“Oh, shit. Vision, where have you been?” Wanda stood up with her arms folded, noticing how the man walked unsteadily with a smile from ear to ear.

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“I've quit my job. I have never felt so good before!” He slurred.

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"What?!" Shaking her head, Wanda went with her husband so he could wash his face and drink some water.   What the hell was wrong with him? He had come home drunk many times, especially when he was out with Tony, but not like this.

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“Never fails. Eight pints of water before bed, and next day, you feel no pain.”  Vision stammered smilingly, drinking so much water that Wanda thought he would end up passing out. “Are you well, my gorgeous darling?”

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“I want to talk to you.” Wanda said looking down, completely determined to tell the truth.

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“Talk then, darling.” Vision walked to the sofa and leaned back to listen to everything Wanda wanted to say. Or try at least.

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Wadna swallowed hard and began.  “I wanted to talk to you because... I have to talk to you because this thing happened.”

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The Sokovian started walking in circles nervously, hoping all this wouldn't get out of hand. But she couldn't keep lying to her best friend, her husband.

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“I wasn't looking for it, it just... It just happened, and although it's over...” She felt tears flow, again. “You've a right to know.”

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“I went crazy, Vis. I went crazy for someone, and it wasn't you.” The honesty gave her a calm that she had not felt for a long time. Letting go finally freed her from an enormous weight that hurt her more every day.

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“I'm sorry. I'm so very sorry, so... please believe me.” Wanda bit her lower lip. She turned away, unable to see his face. But he hadn't said anything. That was worse, right?

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“Vision?” Wanda turned to see him and found Vision sleeping peacefully on the sofa. “No, no, no. Don't sleep. Wake up, Vision.”

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“I can't say this more than once.” The Sokovian approached him and tried to wake him up, but he wasn't going to wake up. A snore said everything.

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Wanda sighed deeply and decided to continue, even though he wasn't listening.

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“I'm staying.” She sniffled and wiped away her tears with the back of her hand. “I couldn't, wouldn't leave you.”

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Tried so hard to avoid crying by squeezing her eyes and lips, without further ado she took one of the blankets and covered the man so he wouldn't be cold. 

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“You are my best friend. And that was enough before. It'll be enough again, so...” Wanda left a kiss on his cheek and got up, leaving the man on the sofa and walking towards the room determined to continue with this. Even though it wasn't the same.

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But what she never knew was that seconds after hearing the bedroom door close, Vision opened his eyes, trying to assimilate everything he heard.

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Benefits of Car Troubles | 5

Summary: Y/n worries about the messages they received from Jules' girlfriend.

A/N: Hope all is well with y'all! Apologies for the lazy chapter. Enjoy!

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All throughout your shift you felt like you were doing something wrong having those messages on your phone. Anytime you heard your name or someone passed by you felt jumpy and over protective of your pocket. Teddy found it amusing, not knowing why you were losing your mind, and started to taunt you. She would call your name every thirty minutes for no reason other than to see you react. And every time she passed you, she would tap your shoulder just to scare you. The other coworkers took notice and started to mess with you as well to the point that you called it a day and went to your apartment. 

Everyone booed as you walked up the stairs and once they all realize that you are seriously upset, they send Teddy up to save their jobs. She finds you laying on your couch frowning at your phone. You are so wrapped up in your head that you don’t hear her enter your home. Just having to get one last reaction out of you, she slams your door. Immediately, you hide your phone between the cushions and say that you weren’t doing anything wrong. She laughs as you hold your chest and breathe. 

“Sure, laugh now. But after a day like today, I don’t know how many more scares my heart can handle. I might drop dead with the next one,” you grumble as you pull your device out. 

Still laughing, Teddy tries to respond between breaths, “Oh… you’re so… dramatic!” She falls onto the empty space beside you as she holds her stomach. “Man, I don’t think I’ve laughed this hard since…” she pauses as she beams at you and you shake your head.

“Ah geez, please don’t bring that up,” you grab a throw pillow and cover your face as you are reminded of one of the most embarrassing moments of your life. 

“I’m not saying a thing,” she says with a proud smile. “I’ve tortured you enough today. Now tell me what’s up. You haven’t been this easy to scare since that summer when Mikey Delgado told you that lame ghost story that had you terrified of every little noise.” 

“Hey, in my defense, Mikey was a really good storyteller. I’m surprised he hasn’t tried to make a career out of it,” you say, adjusting the pillow against your chest. 

“He died like three years ago. We went to his funeral,” she says with furrowed brows. “My goodness, what is up with you today? You didn’t get another girl pregnant did you?” 

“What? Why does everyone assume that’s my problem?” 

Teddy shrugs, “I mean, it happened once. You’re kind of a whore. It can happen again.” 

“Woah, how did I become a whore?” You say in shock from her statement. 

“Dude, c’mon. Are you seriously asking that?” You respond with a look that lets her know that is exactly what you are doing. Teddy sighs, “Before Leigh came around you had she’s, they’s, and gay’s doing the walk of shame out of here every other week.”

“What? It was not every other week,” you defend until you try to remember what your life was like before Leigh entered it. “Was it?” But then you remember the countless lonely nights and you know that she is exaggerating. “No, it only happened once in a while. I was never that wild.” 

“Okay, whatever. My point is, your body count isn’t exactly zero and you knocked up a married woman–” 

“No, I accidentally knocked up the woman that I’m in love with,” you interject. 

“Who was married at the time,” she states again and you roll your eyes. “The possibility of there being more of your spawn wouldn’t surprise me and whoever else assumed that of you. Anyway, we got way off topic. So you’re not expecting another child. What is your problem then?” 

You think for a moment about what would be a suitable answer that wasn’t the truth but fall short. Not really sure how else to explain it, you unlock your phone and hand your friend the device. “I slept with someone when Leigh and I broke up and that person turned out to be dating Leigh’s sister.” You continue to go on and on about the situation as Teddy stares at the device. “I don’t know if I should tell Leigh or respond to Estelle and tell her how inappropriate that is. Or both.” 

“Wow, you have gotten yourself into some crazy shit with this family, Y/l/n.” Teddy shuts your phone off before handing it back to you. “Almost makes me regret dumping you in the eighth grade. If I’d have known losing me would have caused you to be such a trainwreck I,” she stops making light when your unamused expression doesn’t change. “I’m not that funny am I?” 

“Not right now, no.” 

“Okay, okay, but in all seriousness. What she said to you is complete shit. If she is doing this with you, you’re probably not the only person she is dming desperately in the middle of the night and that sister deserves better. Especially if she is trying to get better. Which is why they usually suggest that people stay single while they work on themselves since any fall back they have can’t be anyone else’s fault but their own. Taking responsibility for their own actions is one of the biggest and toughest lessons they have to learn. This Estelle bitch is holding your in-law back and you need to come clean to her. If she really cared about her girlfriend’s sobriety, she wouldn’t be cheating on her believing it would jeopardize all of her hard work. And yes, definitely tell Leigh about it before she finds out and ghosts you once again.” 

You nod your head in agreement. “You really think Leigh would do that after she promised not to?”

Teddy shrugs, “I don’t think you should risk finding out.” 

“Yeah, you’re right. Alright, I guess I should get out of these greasy clothes and go see Leigh.” 

Teddy makes a grossed out expression, “Dude! In the nude? Won’t you get arrested?” You roll your eyes again but this time you can’t help but crack a smile. “Ah! What’s that I see there?” She points to your mouth and you try not to laugh but she was cheering you up and the thought of you trying to have a serious talk with Leigh while being completely naked did sound kind of funny in a stupid way. “Alright, my job here is done. I have work to do. Good luck to you dear friend.” She salutes you as she makes her exit. And when the door is closed she makes a loud announcement to the staff that no one is getting fired. You break out laughing because of her energy. 

Walking up the steps to the front door of the Shaw home with sensitive information was more nerve wracking than when you came over not knowing if Leigh still wanted to be with you and yesterday’s dinner. You take slow breaths as you raise your hand to knock on the door. You hesitate for a second. Thinking maybe you shouldn’t tell Jules. What if this does cause her to fall off of the wagon? What if they all blame you? Amy hardly accepts you as it is, you’re sure being part of the reason her daughter starts drinking again won’t help you in that department. But then you think back to what Teddy said and as your knuckles tap against the door, you hope that she knows what she is talking about. 

“Oh, what a lovely surprise,” Leigh greets at the door. “I didn’t know I was expecting you. Did we make plans?” She asks as she lets you in the house.

“Uh no, I just,” you look around to see signs of anyone else and you find none. “Something happened and I needed to talk to you before I talked to Jules.” 

“Sure, let’s go to my room,” Leigh senses the seriousness in your tone and pulls you to her bedroom. 

“Here,” you hand her the phone with the messages from the previous night on the screen. You bite your nail anxiously as you wait for her to go through every voice memo and text message. “I swear, I didn’t do anything. But I’m not comfortable keeping this secret. Last night, she made me promise to pretend it never happened and to avoid telling you and she gave a very convincing argument that I realized was all a lie when I got these messages this morning.” You rush through your explanation, still nervous about what she is going to do. 

Leigh blinks a few times before she walks out of the room with your phone in her hand and walks into Jules’ room. “You’ve been looking for a reason to dump Estelle, here it is.” Jules takes the phone and laughs at the messages. She takes screenshots and sends them to herself. “They also hooked up several months ago. If that helps you any.” 

“I might need some more details on that,” Jules responds. She looks at you expectantly and you blink a few times at how seemingly well she is taking the news. 

“Oh uh yeah okay,” you sit at the edge of Jules’ bed as you awkwardly tell her how you ended up with her girlfriend for a night. “I’m really sorry, I had no idea that she was with you. I would have never–”

“It’s not your fault. Estelle and I have been having issues for a long time. I forgive you,” Jules pulls you in for a warm embrace. You relax in her arms and apologize one last time. After that, Jules leaves the house to have a chat with her girlfriend. With her gone it left the house to you and Leigh all to yourselves. 

“That went better than I thought,” your entire body fills with relief. 

Leigh nods and takes your hand in hers, “Come on, I want to show you something.” You get up and follow her back to her room. You smile as you realize why she was pulling you into her bedroom. “I’ve missed this,” she says as she kisses you on her bed. You hum in agreement as you continue the kiss. “I love you so much.”

Part 6

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[stronghours]

[3terna15unshin3]

heyyyy bffs i feel like none of u know anything about me so here’s a little introduction post 🥰 open if u dare

🚨REAL LIFE MARCEY-LORE !!!🚨

To begin here is a Dreadful Face Reveal. Will probably end up deleting these after a bit just so the real ones can know me and then i can go back into hiding😌

the other pics are just ones i found in my camera roll of my room and things i like and that i feel like are the most me!

Okay now random facts

★ I’m Marcey J, 22, and use she/they pronouns :)))

★ Currently in college 👎 my major is Mathematics (ew)

★ I’m from the US but have constantly moved around my whole life, lots of my family is up in Canada so i spent a ton of time this summer there! but right now i’m in Minnesota. go Vikings (jk i am Gay and don’t want sports)!

★ speaking of gay i am very much queer/bi and have been out to my friends for a long time. but i’ve only just recently come out to my family because I am seeing a girl 😌

★ i’m very new to Tumblr and only made this blog in may i think? just to upload TBSG and find more fics since i used to only read and upload on AO3

★ before that, maybe since like 2018, stan twitter has been my home which I still frequent but i feel like that meme of the guy talking at a brick wall on there😭😭 which is why i love it so much here bc y’all are so nice and welcoming and interactive

★ I first found The 1975 back in 2013 when R5 did a cover of Girls… LOL. was a huge fan all through iliwys and the very beginning of abiior but then fell off.. So i missed the whole MFC era but pretty much still consistently listened to self titled and iliwys while they happened. Then being funny came out and i got sucked back in and HAD to catch up on everything!!

★ This is truly the strongest obsession i’ve had in so long like it was 0-100 i could not bear to listen to anything else😭 Fr i just checked and they jumped from my 29th most listened to artist up to #1 in less than two months back in 2022 .. god i need help

★ fav album is Notes

★ fav 75 songs atm are Be My Mistake, Happiness, Pressure, Frail State Of Mind, She’s American, Then Because She Goes (obviously), Pressure, The Birthday Party, You, and She Lays Down

★ my other favourite musicians are Hozier, HAIM, Taylor, beabadoobee, MUNA, Charli XCX, FIZZ, Lizzy McAlpine, boygenius, 5SOS, and Caroline Polachek

★ I’m also a very big bookworm! i work at a bookstore which is why i wrote TBSG it’s my fantasy…

★ Some recent fav reads are Giovanni’s Room by James Baldwin, God Is Dead by Nietzsche, Sirens & Muses by Antonia Angress, Body Grammar by Jules Ohman, and The Year of Magical Thinking by Joan Didion :))

★ i collect vinyl! it’s so fun! i only have 52 in my collection rn since it is a sickness that eats up all of my money

Anyway that’s it, thank u for reading i hope it wasn’t a complete bore! Please pls pls send me a message if u ever wanna chat i love meeting new ppl and am always down to get to know u better!!!!!!

XO Marcey 🌟🌟💖💖💖💖

[karouvas]

i just noticed your pfp is tessa gray (love!) so i need your character bingo answers for her!!

thank you I love this art of her, I love a lot of Cassandra Jean’s art of her but this card is my favorite.

the question marks are because I identify with her a lot and always have but I mostly feel very positively about this I admire Tessa a lot you could say <33.

It girl/best character of TSC to Me, no one did it like her ever. And unlike Jules (who is probably my second favorite xd) who if someone said they hate him I’d question/judge their taste but that’s it I could literally never trust someone who disliked Tessa, in Abed Nadir speak they would be deleted from my brain (have talked about this at length with some other people privately but. I am so deeply unimpressed my TID fans who clearly don’t care about Tessa outside of as a prize for whichever guy/dynamic they prefer it makes me irrationally angry and I would gatekeep herongraystairs from them if I could they simply do not deserve them or her. God it’s hard to be a gay woman who loves TID and Gilmore Girls sometimes the Takes I have to see about my girls Tessa and Rory from straight girls who only care about their male lis anyway….)

[jude-thedude98]

Where for art thou Romeo?

"What a basket case," my friend and classmate Julian said.

The whole class burst into laughter.

"This is gay," someone said from the back who was probably one of my teammates.

That comment hurt me every time I heard it.

Fore Hides, Tennessee taught me one thing - to live a lie in the open and keep the truth encased in a closet.

"Julian Winters," Mr. Daughtry spoke up from behind his desk. "Since you have a problem with Juliet and Romeo we are now going to call this play Romeo and Julian—"

"Gay!"

"Cassidy," Mr. Daughtry warned.

Great...my brother.

I shot him a look that said don't embarass me.

"Casey and Cassidy," Mr. Daughtry chimed evenly like a idea bell. "You will be Romeo and Julian."

The class snickered. .

"Casey you will be Romeo.

"Probably because of his soft butt," one of the girls said.

"Cassidy," Mr. Daughtry ignored. "You will be Julian."

This was awkwardly funny because I actually did like Julian.

And I think Jules knew.

His eyebrow lifted in interest as I showingly, mentally prepared myself to play Romeo.

"Cassidy would play a girl since he always crosses his legs," one of the jerk jockmates said.

"Kamrin," Mr. Daughtry scolded.

Great....my other brother.

"Tisnt nice to tease your brother."

'I'm only playing the character," Cassidy shared his remarks towards the real Julian.

Julian, who was cross-legged himself, realized this and unfolded his stature.

[infernalodie]

𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐅𝐋 (𝐩𝐭.𝟒) || 𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐳

“𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘳 𝘓𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴“

Inspo: Jacob Banks - Slow Up Dominic Fike - Florida Frank Ocean - Moon River

Pairing: Maddy Perez x Male!reader

Summary: Days passed with the large group of friends adventuring around Naples. Spending most of the days going to old hang out spots you and Elliot used to go to all the time. But on the last few days, you guys decided to chill at the beach. Your childhood friends coming around to hangout with you and Maddy, spending time out on the ocean and on the warm sand. If only you had known that an old familiar face would appear. One that could ruin this entire trip and Maddy was willing to drop everything and be with you.

Warnings: Angst and fluff

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The sun blasted down onto everyone occupying Naples Beach for the day. Kids running around, parents sitting on long chairs with phones in hand, and couples being all romantic and walking hand in hand across the hot sand.

It was a good day and completely different from Highland. But to be fair, everything about Naples was different from Highland. There wasn’t a beach, it felt claustrophobic, and Maddy didn’t get to wear a bathing suit that often and tan. Sure, in her backyard, but she loved the beach. This was where she thrived and wanted to stay for the rest of her life.

Especially when she spotted you emerging from the water. Running a hand through your drenched hair. She followed the water that cascaded down your body, over your abs, the few droplets that breeched the hem of your trunks and to the place she’d imagined going. She’d stay here for the rest of her life if she knew you would be here.

The idea of running away from Highland and staying here had popped up in Maddy’s mind, sleepless nights spent laying against your large figure, often wondering what it would be like to be freed from the hellhole classified as her home. Nothing felt like home if you weren’t there which said something about how big of an impact you had made on her life in such a short time. It almost didn’t seem remotely fair to how much Maddy relied on your presence alone to accompany her each day.

She found support with you being around and as of recently, the sleepless nights of being on the beach, walking around Naples, causing chaos everywhere you two walked, she felt her heart slowly slip further and further away from her. Watching helplessly as she submitted it to you, comforted knowing that it was in safe hands that would do nothing intentionally to break it.

Each day, she felt herself become belonging to you. Her relationship had been about ownership and nothing passionate, but with you, it was different. Days on the beach were spent with you keeping a close eye on her, arm protectively wrapped around her waist. And each time, she sought out the warmth of your skin against hers and gave you those beautiful lovey-dovey eyes she knew you loved.

“Have you two fucked yet?” Jules whispered, not all close to quiet with Maddy glancing at the girl.

“No.” She sighed. “How’s sharing a room with Elliot? You and Rue get to fuck now?”

“I’m going to kill him for deciding to do that,” Elliot grumbled. “I heard groans from the bathroom this morning. I think I might need to sleep with headphones on tonight.” That comment had earned a snicker of amusement from Maddy.

Jules rolled her eyes, smiling at the boy's distress. “I must say, Maddy,” she said, “I’m surprised you hadn’t thrown yourself at him. I mean, I would’ve if I wasn’t taken.”

“Well, at least you’re honest about it.” Rue looked up at you, eyes looking you up and down before nodding in agreement. “If I wasn’t gay, I’d hit that.”

Maddy wouldn’t admit it aloud, but she did feel jealous whenever the others talked about you the way they did. In no way was it a secret that you were hot as fuck, but she wanted to be the only one to see that and feel it under her hands. Acrylics dragged down your chest where you would shiver under her touch. Belonging to no one else but her is what she wants.

But something about the way your eyes never left hers gave her the reassurance she needed deep down. Every day, you were by her side and talking to her the most, and everyone knew that. Eliciting teasing comments from the others that either earned a blush from Maddy, you kicking Elliot in the ass, or chasing after Davie and promising you would drown him.

That was enough to reassure her that, in some way, your love and passion belonged to her. And it’s all she ever wanted to live for. Be here in Naples, your arm around her, staring at the sunset or sitting around a campfire drinking beer. This is what she lived for.

Her mind was shifted to you, who had made his way from the shore to where the rest of the girls (excluding Elliot) were. “I got us a table reservation at the restaurant on the beach,” you reminded. “Get a towel around your waist, I don’t want guys thinking they have a chance with you.”

Everyone except you and Maddy had a look of shock at your words. Not the possessive one because you seemed to have broken out of your shell the past few days, but the date you and Maddy were having. She hadn’t told anyone and neither had you. Primarily because you wanted to save Maddy from the inquiry that all of them would bombard her with. And second, you wanted this to be special for you and her. Having the others accompany the both of you wouldn’t be the most romantic date you had in mind.

Thankfully, like the grace of God, none of them said a word. Still stuck in a shock of awe with you helping Maddy to her feet and letting her get a towel around her waist before taking your hand in hers and walking in the direction of the restaurant.

When arriving, the waiter guided you to a table right by the railing that had an open view of the beach and ocean. Besides the setting sun on the horizon, lanterns were hanging from the ceiling of the wooden bungalow that beamed a vivid orange glow. It truly was a romantic setting and location that Maddy wasn’t accustomed to one bit.

When it came to you, treating her like an ethereal being, left her self-conscious by the fact that she felt the need to be treating you the same. But it was always you grabbing her hand telling her it was fine. Which was a major shift in how she felt when it came to Nate. Always feeling like she deserved every single ounce of attention he gave her. Not that she didn’t feel like she deserved your love, but it was the fact that she hadn’t even done a single thing for you and you still did everything for her. Hell, you even taught her how to surf when the entire time she just fell off the board.

“So, what do you think?” Your question freed her from the clutches of her thoughts, eyes finding yours with her lips curling into a soft smile.

“It’s amazing, Y/n,” she gushed. “Have you come here before? You know, when you lived here?”

You blew a raspberry, leaning back in the plastic chair. “Oh, yeah, definitely,” you said. “I came here one time with my ex. Had sex in the bathroom- Kidding!”

Maddy rolled her eyes in amusement, clenching and unclenching her hand under the table. She hated how each part of your body seemed to be as strong as a brick wall.

“But I used to come here with my parents,” you answered. “It’s where my mom and dad met. They used to talk on and on about how they met each other here all the time when they were younger. My dad even gave me life lessons on dating since I was 14 at the time and my crush used to hang out at the beach with her friends all the time.”

In the small pause in time, the waiter came back over with your guys’ beer (both of you had used fake i.d.’s) and food. You check your phone for a moment, sighing softly with Maddy taking a bite out of her salad.

“You don’t talk about them much,” Maddy pointed out, tone having shifted to sincerity. “Your mom primarily.”

The air flipped with you looking out at the ocean and Maddy looking at you. Picking apart every little micro change of expression. The tiniest twitch of your brow’s that knitted together in thought with your bottom lip giving the faintest of wobbles. Chest letting out a quiet exhale, eyes blinking rapidly as you swallowed the lump in your throat.

“She, uh…” You clasped your hands together in your lap. Bowing your head and trying to get the words out. “Cancer won the fight against her. That’s how she passed.”

Maddy felt her heart sink to her stomach as she watched you nod to yourself, almost trying to accept that this had been how life played out. “When we found out, we were here, sitting at this table,” you said. “She fainted, busting her head off the ground. We rushed her to the hospital, did a bunch of tests, and we found out she had breast cancer.”

“Y/n, I’m sorry-”

“She didn’t last a month.” Maddy felt her lips part as you inhaled deeply, shaking your head. “It had been developing over time and my mom didn’t let me or my dad know. By the time we found out, it was too late.”

She may have thought this before, but it felt like Maddy was getting a bigger insight into your life than she hadn’t had before. You were an ever-evolving puzzle that she was discovering more and more about each day. The picture of your life is slowly being given more colour. Displaying everything needed to be known in one frame of a moment. And Maddy was finding that each moment she revealed said painting, she felt herself become further invested in the fact that you were the one she wanted.

You were broken from past pain, much like her. Waiting for an angel to come down and sweep you up from this horrible world that selfishly beat down on the both of you. The open arms of a lover willing to give their time to you with no hesitation. She could see it all, she could feel it every night when she wrapped her arms around you. The way you leaned into her hold, hands holding onto her for dear life as if the world was ending and the last semblance of your life was right in your grasp. And she loved you for it.

“I brought us here because it's not just the last place I feel like I saw here, but because that I feel like if she is here, she’ll get to see the amazing girl I have in my life,” you explained, pursing your lips. “I think she would love you, Maddy.”

Maddy’s lips trembled, the back of her eyes beginning to sting as she smiled sadly. “You don’t need to always hide this stuff from me, Y/n,” she said softly. “Don’t ever be afraid to talk about her with me ever again.”

Of course, being your dismissive self, you forced a smile, waving your hand. “It’s fine, Mads,” you reassured. “It’s the way of life, right? People leave and you have to accept that.”

When you went to grab your fork, Maddy grabbed your hand instantly. The action startled you a bit before your eyes found her amber ones. They held sympathy, love, and compassion. It's those eyes that you found solace in the nights when this city brought bittersweet memories to you. And they were still here, capturing you from the very moment you see them.

“Let the sun have its moment,” she recited. “The moon will come.”

You felt your entire facade start to crack as your eyes water. Lips parting with your jaw poking out to the side as you let out a shaky exhale. Eyes constantly flickering down from your hands that now had interlocked to her eyes, lips trembling and pursing in an attempt to hold back the sob that clung to the back of your throat. Pleading to get free and announce the relief you felt knowing someone was here for you.

It’d been so long since you’ve felt like someone had been by your side. Elliot had been there, but not as much as you desired. Maddy on the other hand had done what most hadn’t. Stick by your side even though the different masks you wore. She understood and felt for you when no one else would. Not your dad, not Elliot, no one. And having this revelation felt like this pain you carried with you every day had been relieved. You had everything you needed right in front of you.

For the rest of the dinner, the mood had lifted into higher spirits. You were able to share laughs, jokes, and make conversation. Maddy doing the same and raving on and on about how much she loved this place and hoped that you would bring her back next year. And in the back of your mind, listening to her talk, you could only think of your dad’s wise words that had stuck with you ever since you met Maddy.

“Love’s a decision. The choice is yours.”

Maddy was the choice you had yet to make. Spend a life of solitude, hiding behind fake smiles and live in a fool’s paradise. Or venture further into the world you so desperately desired. Seek out the fortune that was Maddy’s soul and obtain it, keep hold of it until your final days on this mortal coil. Both held their risks, but you were hopelessly in love with the girl who sat across from you. And there was no chance to consider the first option the moment it came to mind. Because in the end what was life without a bit of risk? What was it when you had no love to give and none to receive?

Making your way towards the beach, Maddy’s arm was linked to yours. “That was an amazing dinner, Y/n,” she said. “Thank you. I don’t think I’ll get something like that until the next time we come back.”

“Oh, we’ll be coming back,” you replied with a chuckle. “I’ve never felt more attune with myself than with you and the other being here. Not to mention I get to see you in a bikini.”

“Is that flirting I am sensing from you, Y/L/N?” Maddy teased. “It sounds unbelievably adorable when you say it in your brooding deep voice.”

You snickered in amusement, looking ahead of you feeling your feet slightly falter. The hiccup in the movement hadn’t gone unnoticed by Maddy, who followed your gaze with a frown. In the distance, around 60 yards, there was a small family of 4. Two kids, a boy and girl, playing in the sand with a woman and man sitting in some long chairs. Hands interlocked with their eyes focused on the view of the sun’s reflection wavering across the water surface. It wasn’t just night, but with each moment ticking by, the sun went further and further out of view with the moon taking its place.

“Do you know them?” Maddy mused, glancing between you and the small family. The children giggled as they made tiny sandcastles.

“Yeah,” you murmured, eyes still frozen and as wide as saucers. Chest letting out uneven breaths with your body tensed up. “That’s my dad.”

Maddy wasn’t sure what to say, only letting out a sharp exhale with her eyes flickering back to you and your dad. She wouldn’t lie, she felt a wave of deep anger towards the man you called your father. Not just for leaving you when it was the darkest year of your life, but looking happy. He was happy with this new family that you weren’t a part of.

But she knew that the look on your face felt a deep desire to go over. Say something, do something. Punch the man, scream at the man, hug him, do something to make sure he knew that you were alive and you hated him for leaving you as he did.

So, Maddy placed a hand on your cheek and made you look down on at her. “I’ll be by your side if you talk to him,” she comforted. “But Y/n, you need to know that this might be the only time you get to resolve feelings you have. Whatever choose, I’ll be by your side supporting you.”

A small smile formed on your lips, swallowing the lumps in your throat as you nodded. Inhaling deeply, allowing the soft caress of her fingers brushing over your cheekbone to soothe you to a considerable level. When you found yourself ready, you interlocked your fingers with Maddy’s and made your way to the small family.

When you got close enough, you liked your suddenly dry lips. “Marcus?”

The mere name of your father felt foreign and bitter on your tongue. But the mention of your father’s name had the man snapping his head in your direction. Eyes widening with his wife looking at you and Maddy with a frown.

You let out a nervous laugh, unsure of what to say to the man. “I- It's good to see you.”

Marcus rose from his chair, lips parted as his brows knitted together. “Y/n?”

With a nod of confirmation, Marcus walked closer, stopping a good foot from you. Looking you up and down, pure shock and another look you couldn’t quite piece together. But he looked proud, judging by the small twitch of his lips as he finally met your eyes. “It’s, uh, it’s great to see you.”

“You too,” you managed to breathe out with the man looking over his shoulder at his wife and kids. “This is Maddy. She’s my girlfriend. We go to school together in Highland.”

Maddy had to hide the pure excitement of being titled such a thing. She was your girlfriend. God, she must be the most special girl in the world.

Marcus smiled, holding his hand out for the girl. “Pleasure to meet you,” he said. “I’m-”

“You’re his dad,” Maddy acknowledged, no movement to take his hand. “Y/n’s told me a lot about you.”

The man let out a nervous laugh. “I hope just the good bits.”

“Well, if he had,” she looked passed Marcus, to his wife and two kids, “I could’ve pieced together that he would’ve been lying.”

You wanted to speak up, silence Maddy from pressing any further, but she was saying all the things you weren’t sure how to communicate. All these unresolved feelings and unspoken words coming from the girl of your dreams.

But Marcus felt extremely uncomfortable by the confrontational comments and you could see it in his nervous smile. He cleared his throat, nodding silently before looking at you. “Can we take a walk and talk?”

All you gave was a silent nod, parting ways with Maddy, who made her way over to Marcus’ wife, taking a seat and starting an awkward conversation with the woman. Watching you and the man you call your father walk to the shore. Far enough from earshot of them being able to hear.

Stopping just at the edge of the reach the ocean had on the sand, Marcus sighed. “Listen, son-”

“Don’t call me that,” you interrupted. “You don’t get to call me that.”

He nodded, sniffling. “Y/n, I’m sorry if I hurt you in any way,” he apologized. “I know I left you and I am sorry.”

You could only stuff your hands in the pockets of your swim trunks and stare out at the ocean. Prior, you had rehearsed every possible thing you wanted to say to this man. This had been a moment you had been expecting for years since he left. But now, in the heat of the moment, you were at a loss for words. Either from this becoming true or just the shitty apology he just threw at your face.

He was sorry? He was sorry for up and leaving you when you had no one? Forcing you into poverty and made to move across the state to Highland and live with your aunt? He was sorry for that? At this point, you weren’t sure if he was sorry for any of it considering how happy he looked with his new family.

“Do you remember the day we found out she had cancer?” You whispered. “Do you remember how warm the sun felt? Do you remember the noise around us?” Rogue tears slipped out the corner of your eyes as you looked at Marcus. “Do you remember any of it?”

The man pursed his lips, nibbling on the inside of his cheek. “I do.”

“Do you remember how she was talking about-” you let out a soft chuckle, “-about how people can lose themselves without even knowing. How if we stare into the mirror, at ourselves, we’ll soon find someone we don’t know? Do you remember that? Do you remember how she fainted? How people screamed when her coffee cup shattered on the ground and she fell into the shards?”

You stepped closer to Marcus, seeing how he seemed to hold back the tears in his eyes. Staying as stoic as you remember him being when you were a kid. A man that was full of pride and incapable of showing an ounce of emotion unless it involved your mother. Finally, after years, you would get to see this man cry and face the fact that he had caused more pain than even the loss of your mother had.

Marcus raised his hand, stopping you as he stammered over his words. “I know I haven’t been the greatest dad-”

“You left me when I needed you!” You suddenly burst, tears springing freely from your eyes. “You left me when I needed you the most! It’s like you didn’t feel anything when the cancer took her.”

“Watch what you say next, Y/n,” Marcus warned. “You don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Oh, I don’t?” You asked. “You fucking left me-” You let out a shaky exhale, “You left two weeks after she died. We didn’t talk about it and you forced bottles of alcohol down your throat before you left me without a father. For three years, I had no parents. I had no stable structure of support because you couldn’t accept the loss of your wife- my mother!”

You silenced the man and you shook your head. “Don’t pretend you know the damage you had caused,” you told him. “Because it makes you look like a fucking asshole who didn’t give a shit about his son being left alone.”

Finally, a tear escaped the older man’s eyes as he stared back at you. Guilt-ridden in those unfamiliar orbs you used to look up at walking across the beach. They felt so foreign and native to you, that you could’ve easily mistaken them for being something new.

A scoff escaped your lips with a shake of your head. “I still think about that day you left, and I don’t blame you for it,” you stated. “For so long, I haven’t been able to accept her death and you leaving. I should’ve expected you to feel the same way. But I just wished you stayed. Maybe we could’ve worked through it together.”

“I’m sorry,” Marcus whispered out. “I should’ve fought harder and stuck around with you.”

You sniffled, wiping your nose, turning to the man. “I’m done giving any more of my time and thoughts to you,” you promised. “If you want to stay in my life, you have to earn it. You’ll know where to find me.”

And with that, you walked away, from not only your past but from your pain and history. Everything that seemed to have scarred you, had been emulated by that man. The physical embodiment of everything that you’ve faced. And you were finally turning your back on it and towards the girl of your dreams who walked towards you with a worried smile. Having spotted your tears under the moonlight.

She met you in the middle, arms wrapping around you as you placed your face in her hair. “How’d it go?” She murmured into your chest, feeling your arms coil around her.

You took a short breath before pulling away, looking down at her with a soft smile. “I let the sun have its moment.”

Maddy’s lips curled into a large smile. She’d never felt more proud of someone than you. In the months of knowing you, she’d been exposed to every part of your soul. Given a chance to help you become the best part of yourself. And she was thankful to have the privilege of knowing you and loving you the way she did.

She took her hand in yours, fingers interlocking with yours perfectly with a smile. “Then let’s go home.”

A/N: With this series, I’ve put a lot into it. From my own personal desires to my own experiences. I explained to the person who requested the first part that I am grateful for having given this chance to pour every part of my soul into this. As well as confront things I have never put into my writing and the many scenario’s I wished could’ve been reality to my life. So, finally, I want to thank everyone who has been along for the ride of this series and shown love to each part of this story. It has meant the world and put me in a position on this app to be able to get my work out there to people who might just need an escape or might be looking to become their own writers. So, thank you everyone I hope you all stick around for everything else I put out.

[taniie]

# the whores want to fuck each other?

idlygf!

warnings: slight mentions of weed

2nd installment of my elliot drabble series

Rue and Elliot were close, there was no doubt about it. They spent a lot of time together and they shared a lot of the same interests, that's what bothered Jules so much. You were there the day that Elliot and Jules met for the first time, it was super awkward. There was a lot of tension and it was very obvious that Jules was upset about them being friends. You followed her into the bathroom and comforted her about the whole situation. You did feel bad, but you also felt like she was being a little dramatic.

Rue and Jules had gotten into a few arguments about Elliot, you were the first person to hear about it from both sides. Given you had been friends with Rue since you two were infants and friends with Jules since she moved to East Highland.

The three of you were sitting above a bridge, all of your legs dangling off the side. You weren't really paying attention to the conversation they were having, you caught a few things about Rue and Elliot fucking, him and jules not getting along, and weed.

“y/n, dont you think Elliot wants to fuck Rue?” Jules' soft voice suddenly filled your ears, you looked at both of them, their eyes boring into yours. You shrugged and looked down at your feet,

“Depends, he wants to fuck everyone.” Rue chuckled and bumped her shoulder with yours. You leaned over a bit to take a look at Jules, a pout on her face as she looked into the distance.

“Jules, I promise you theres no way he wants to fuck me, no way.” you giggled at your friends and shook your head.

Jules turned on a table lamp and shined it in Elliot's face, he backed away from the sudden light and gave her a confused look.

“Do you wanna fuck Rue?” he looked over at Rue who was sitting on his bed, your head in her lap as you played with the knick knacks Elliot had in his room. “Not no,”

“So youre gay?” Jules quizzed him. “Kinda,” he shrugged with an unimpressed look on his face, “So you're straight?” he shrugged again, “Kinda?” Elliot had never really put much thought into his sexuality, he liked what he liked.

“So you're bi?” He made eye contact with Jules with squinted eyes, “I don't really think of it that way.” Jules rolled her eyes and continued to interrogate the boy. “What do you mean? Like, you've never thought about your sexuality before?” Elliot pondered before answering,“Not in a particularly rigid way, no.”

In all honesty your attention span was that of a goldfish. Your mind could go from one topic to another in seconds, you had found a pair of sunglasses on a shelf near Elliot's bed and wore them as you looked up at Rue. Elliot asked a question about Rue and Jules fucking, or about him fucking them. You didn't know, you were too infatuated with the statue of a naked lady he had on his window sill. You only started paying any mind to the conversation when Rue piped up, she hadn't spoken the entire time and neither have you.

“Yeah, why did you dodge the question?” Rue seemed puzzled, why wouldnt Jules tell Elliot if they’ve had sex before, theyre dating?

Jules inhaled deeply before going to ask Elliot another question, you turned your head towards them, finally deciding to pay attention since you were getting bored. Elliot locked eyes with you and smirked before averting his attention back to Jules.

“How many girls have you fucked?” You wondered why Jules asked him all of these questions, you weren't even really sure why you were here in the first place.

“Like, technically three.” He hesitated a bit, almost as if he wasn't too sure of his own answer. The girls he was talking about were the ones he could remember off the top of his head. He had way more than 3 bodies. He busted a nut in the first girl within seconds, the second girl was a girl he met at a party and gotten some head from, and the third girl was his ‘girlfriend’.

“Technically?” Jules asks, “I mean technically, the first girl, it was, like, two seconds. It was embarrassing. She probably wouldn't count it.” He said looking off to the side, “she would not count it.” Jules looked off to the side to process what he had just said, she shook her head and continued with the interrogation.

“Okay, uh how many guys have you fucked?” Jules urged. “43.”

Jules raised an eyebrow at him, her eyes wide. “Are you serious?” you giggled a little too loud, the three of them looked at you, you haven't made a sound the entire time that you were there. Rue looks down at you with a small smile on her face, “What’re laughing at?” you giggled again. “Elly’s a whore.” You knew he was joking, but you also knew he was very sexually active. Rue snickered while Elliot had his mouth open and a scoff fell out.

“Oh yeah?” He challenged, “How many guys have you fucked? Hm?” you rolled your eyes at him and held up the number five, “Bitch.” He let out a dry laugh and looked back at you, “Oh wow! That’s like a mentally ill amount of people to fuck, who’s really the whore.” You flipped him off and closed your eyes, you snuggled into Rues lap and pulled a throw blanket Elliot had on his bed over your shoulders. You were already tired when you three had gotten to his house, a little nap wouldn't hurt.

The rest of their conversation played out, you felt yourself falling asleep until you heard your name again.

“I didnt say that I didnt wanna fuck you or them,” them meaning you and Rue. Elliot seemed to be getting frustrated with the ongoing questions about him and sex with the four of you.

“So you wanna fuck Jules and y/n?” Rue quipped, you head butt her stomach and she smacked the side of your head with the back of her hand.

Elliot had a look of disbelief on his face,

“You guys are disgusting, Im not out here swinging my muff around waiting to see who fucks it.” you giggled again, “You should, because I would totally-” You were cut off by a cough coming from Rue. Oh fuck, did you say that out loud? Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. Rue had cut you off because she knew about your feelings for Elliot, the romantic ones and the sexual ones, very, very sexual feelings. She also knew that you were the kind of person who does before they think, the words exited your mouth before you even processed what you were saying. Jules looked at you with a dropped jaw and wide eyes, Elliot looked at you with a smirk on his face and his eyes on yours, Rue pretended not to be paying attention, but a few snickers that she passed off as coughs came out of her mouth.

You felt yourself get warm, you were a fucking idiot. You turned so your face was facing away from Elliot and in Rue’s stomach. She did you the favor of covering your entire body with the throw blanket. You closed your eyes and tried your best to forget about what had just happened.

You wanted to fucking die.

“The whores want to fuck each other? no surpise there.”

You buried your face even deeper into her stomach and whined out of embarrassment. You loved Rue with your entire heart, but God, you wish she’d shut the hell up sometimes.

[glittersandsourcherries]

Bathroom talk | Cassie Howard x Reader

Summary: You and Cassie have a little talk in the bathroom

Pairing: Cassie x Reader

Word count: 1.2k

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Request: Can you write a Cassie x reader where the reader is a stoner that hangs with Elliot but has a fat crush on cassie but thinks she's not enough for her but is there for her after no one trusts her after the whole Nate thing and Cassie starts to realize she's into girls trough that

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Out of all the people you could've had a crush on, you picked someone who was straight and out of your league. Typical gay things, right?

''Are you fucking with me? Cassie?'' Elliot repeated, shocked by your confession. He shook his head, laughing through the cloud of smoke he just blew.

''Bro, did you see her?'' You bit your lip, thinking about Cassie's body.

''You mean her big tits?'' Elliot snickered, handing you the blunt. ''How can you miss them.''

You took the blunt from him and took a hit. ''I mean, yeah, her tits are fucking amazing.'' You couldn't deny that one. They had been part of your sexual fantasies more than once. ''But she's really pretty too. I talked to her once at a party. She was really sweet.''

Elliot raised an eyebrow. ''Sweet?! Do you need a reminder of that school's play? She had sex with her best friend's ex behind her back for weeks. I don't call that sweet.''

You had to admit, she went a bit off the rails lately. Going behind Maddy's back and having sex with Nate Jacobs, committing utter betrayal, was not her brightest moment, but everybody can have moments where they lack of good judgement, right?

''One mistake doesn't make a person bad,'' you defended. ''You and Jules kissed behind Rue's back. Does that make you a bad person?''

It wasn't the same, though. Unlike Cassie and Nate, Elliot regretted kissing Jules and getting each other off behind Rue's back. He genuinely felt bad, valuing his friendship with Rue more than whatever was between him and Jules, and wished he hadn't let his dick control his actions. Because of that, he had lost both, but was only missing one.

''Okay. I'll give you that one. Damn, I didn't think you were going to bring me down to defend your girl.''

''She's not 'my girl'.''

''But you wish she were.''

.

Behind you, a stall door opened and a blonde head peaked out.

''Cassie?'' you said, seeing her through the mirror. ''Are you hiding in the bathroom?''

She stepped out, not seeing you as a threat, and looked down. ''It's the only place I'm safe from nasty glances and comments. In case you don't remember, my sister sort of ruined my life.''

You had to agree that exposing all of her sister's private life and making Cassie the vilain of her play was mean, but they were sisters and sisters do shit like that - on a more tame level and with less of an audience.

''Everyone thinks I'm shallow and that I'm a two-faced bitch. Everyone knows what I did on the carousel. There's videos of Maddy and I's fight all over social medias.'' She laughed dryly. ''I never thought I'd say that, but this is worse than that one time my sexy pictures and sex tape got leaked. I can't even walk the hallways without someone bullying me.''

You genuinely felt sorry for her.

''Do you remember the day Nate and I entered the school together?''

How could you not remember. Everyone was talking about her new look - and sexualizing her - and how she was the 'new Maddy'.

''We got a plethora of dirty looks, but at least I was loved.'' Cassie looked down, sadness clouding her blue eyes. ''Now, I'm alone to deal with all of this...''

''By Nate?'' Your heart sank. ''Cassie. Sorry to break it to you, but I doubt Nate loved you.''

''He did,'' she insisted. ''He does. He-''

''Where is he, now?'' you asked.

Nate hadn't showed up at school since his father was arrested. Some said he left town. Some said he was at home. No one really knew. Not even Cassie.

''He loved manipulating you and controlling you. He completely changed you. He transformed you into a perfect cross-copycat of Maddy and Jules.'' You smiled sadly, wishing she saw herself the way you did. ''I don't get why a beautiful girl like you would want to settle for a piece of trash who wants to change you.''

If she hadn't been in full defense mode, Cassie's cheeks would've flushed at your compliment.

''I like this new look, the new clothes and makeup.''

She was missing the whole point.

''But that's not you! I don't know much about you, but I know this,'' you motioned as her matching two-piece, sleek blond hair and the colorful liner on her eyes, ''is not you, Cassie.''

She took a moment to look at herself in the mirror. Nothing about her appearance was hers. The makeup was a knock-off of one of Maddy's looks and so was the pink two-piece. Her hair, long, blond and sleek, reminded you of Jules' before she cut them.

''I-I don't care. I just...want to be loved.''

The fact that Cassie wants so bad to be loved before anything and doesn't care if she needs to transform herself into another person - someone she's not - made your heart ache.

''If dressing up every day is what I have to do to be loved, then so be it. I'd rather that than being alone or, worse, rejected.'' She wiped her tears. ''You don't know if feels to love someone so much and he doesn't love you back, doesn't care about you.''

''Are we still talking about Nate?''

She shook her head, another tear rolling down her cheek. ''When someone tells you they love you, you grab onto whatever type of love they're willing to give you and do whatever it takes to make it last.''

It was safe to assume that Nate wasn't the center of the problem. Another man in Cassie's life had rejected her love and hurt her so deeply that she was now willing to do anything to please a man and get their attention and validation.

An idea crossed your mind.

In her play, Lexi talked about their dad. She talked about how impacted by the departure of Gus everyone was - including Cassie. Was the unresolved trauma of her father leaving the piece of domino that started this all? It's common for kids of divorce to blame themselves for their parents' separation. In Cassie's case, her dad moved out and left New Highland. Perhaps she assumed he didn't love her enough to stay around?

It all made sense why she let herself be anything Nate wanted her to be. She must be thinking: 'if I'm good and do and be what he wants, he will stay and love me'.

It was so sad that she saw validation from a man as her only source of love. Why couldn't she see that other people in her life loved her? Her mom and sister, her friends. You.

''You don't need a man's love to validate your worth. Don't let someone like Nate Jacobs look down on you or ruin you. You're worth so much more than you think.'' After you left, Cassie stared at the door for a moment, thinking about everything you said.

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[youranemicvampire]

Thoughts on First Kill (2022) with spoilers

I’m having a First kill brain rot so i’m just gonna let this all out. Just my personal opinions :)

Well, the theme song is cute, but tbh i really don’t like the intro itself. I know it is supposed to be campy, but they could do better. I don’t know if it’s possible to change it next season, but i hope they do. And i don’t think the budget was the problem on that aspect. 

Speaking of budget, it’s not their fault and as a non-scifi gal, it’s not a big deal to me. But again, i hope the cgi will get better next season especially the fighting choreography. 

The poor quality flashbacks was maybe my another complaint coz you don’t have to have a big budget to give it a decent editing. 

WOMEN. all of them. 

I like how the men on here were either their brothers, dads and a gay best friend so there’s no room for shipping any man with Calliette. They’re lesbians, but we know these straight stans. 

Variety was soooo wrong for calling this a tired take because it actually broke a lot stereotypes. An openly gay jock? Awkward vampire? Dark-skinned black woman lead who is being pinned on? Matriarchal family? Not to mention a lesbian show without those bury your gays trope and whatnots?

I usually like slow-burns, but they have soooo much chemistry that this worked. I smile like crazy even in those awkward interaction and eye contacts.

Tired of interracial sapphic couples that always include a white woman, but Jules is special. Sarah Catherine gave her justice and i can’t see anyone being casted for that role. As someone with anxiety, she nailed everything especially the posture and mannerisms. And it wasn’t over the top. +Jules is soooo cute and charming. 

Cal reminds me of those intimidating girls in high school that is impossible not to have a crush on. I understand SC’s reaction on the chemistry read coz Imani has this intimidating stare that is sooo hot, strong and mysterious. If you can’t see Cal being down bad, look at her eyes. It’s very expressive. 

I hate those takes that said we’re only hyping it for representation coz i genuinely enjoyed it. I’m a lesbian, but i think i’ve only consumed like 10-15 sapphic media and liked maybe 5-8 of them. That’s how picky i am. 

The kissing and make-out scenes? Oh god. I’m serious when i say this is the best or one of the bests i’ve seen (straights included). It is so passionate and authentic. Idk where that “male gaze” came from. The person who said that was dumb i’m sorry. 

The dialogue is another thing that needs improvement. The intent is there, just write it more natural

They really casted a rando for Noah Harrington lmao

If u hate Cal, i’ll just assume you’re a racist because she literally did nothing wrong. She’s down bad for Juliette. Her character is just different and her reaction to what went down is valid and natural, come on. 

I want to point that the S*x dream at the start was so important? Because being a lesbian teenager who is sexually attracted to another woman is NORMAL! and it doesn’t make them a dirty predator. 

The evil vampire twins are so exciting!

I hope the Burns will learn that not all vampires are monsters because of Theo. 

Not exclusive to First kill, but excess blood from the Hospital should just be given to vampires idk. Or u know, period blood if they’re not picky. In that way, Humans and vampires can live together in harmony. 

I love that Juliette’s parents were also forbidden lovers. idk it’s refreshing. 

Idk if i want a musical episode, but i want Juliette to serenade cal. Then Imani on the soundtrack. 

Yes to Elinor being bisexual. Make them all queer tbh!

That’s it for now. Just want to say to those who are hating, that no one is forcing you to watch, but to be an edgy hag that had to shit on the show in public (not on constructive way)? Sapphics are working so hard for this to be renewed and the diverse cast and crew put their hearts on it because it meant a lot to us, then you’re just gonna ruin it because you want to show how different you are? Come on. 

[anniebuddy]

Elliot - Manipulator?

Hear me out here, but like;

When Jules is interrogating Elliot with Rue, he manages to effortlessly steer away the conversation as to whether he has a crush on Rue to poke and prod at Rue & Jules’s sexual chemistry.

“Why did she avoid that question?”

In fact, throughout the entire conversation, he’s questioning Jules’s sexuality - weaseling out information as to how many guys she’s fucked, and making judgments based on it.

“Wait, how many guys have you fucked?”

“Well how many men do you have to fuck to no longer be interested in them?”

This continually causes conflict with Rue and Jules. They both respond to the questions defensively, with Jules attempting to brush past them and Rue attempting to interrogate Jules about them - and rather than back down, Elliot continues to prod at this conflict. Until, by the end of the interrogation, Elliot is no longer the one on the defensive. Jules is. He’s on the offensive, until he backs down;

“I do like Rue. And even though you’ve been gangbanged by the entire fuckin’ galaxy -- you’re great. And I want to be friends.”

Now, was he being malicious in all this? Not necessarily. After all, Jules was the one being insecure - Rue obviously does not have a crush on Elliot, Jules is simply very clingy. It must be said that, regardless though, Elliot had a remarkable control over the situation. What he does with that situation is what determines whether these “manipulative” qualities are a bad thing. Perhaps he actually was only “manipulating” the situation to save his own ass, and truly did just want things to die down. For them all to be friends.

---

Then, he has a conversation with Jules. Alone. And she asks him again if he has a crush on Rue, straight up. Strangely, he answers completely differently than before with, what we can presume to be, honesty. 

“I do.”

This validates Jules’s original concerns, but now that they’re all “friends” - having played Truth or Dare together, hung out in the hallways together, etc., she’s no longer in any position to interrogate him. Which is an explanation as to why he is now comfortable revealing this fact.

He then goes on to admit that he believes Rue doesn’t want to fuck him. Says she seems “gay”, or “asexual”. How would Elliot get that idea? Is he just that big of an asshole that he assumes every girl who doesn’t want to fuck him must not be interested in sex at all?

Well, remember the scene where Jules tries to go down on Rue while they’re all sleeping over?

“We can’t do it here!”

Rue pulls away and rejects Jules. Of course, the two believe Elliot is sleeping. But if he wasn’t, and he heard that...well, he’d have a good reason to believe that Rue really might not be interested in sex. After all, Jules was perfectly comfortable having sex with her girlfriend - why wasn’t Rue?

But he doesn’t tell Jules that. He doesn’t say THAT’S why he knows. Instead, he asks her a question.

“Then how does that work? ‘Cause, you’re like a sexual person.”

Bringing in information he acquired via the last interrogation. And when Jules rebukes this, he says;

“I’m just saying. It’s easy to take that kind of stuff personally.”

He’s verbalizing a seed of doubt in Jules’s mind. Why WOULDN’T Rue want to have sex with Jules? He verbalizes that worry when he didn’t need to. Jules had brushed off the idea that it bothered her, but he doubled down anyways. And all while not revealing the fact that he’s been present for a sensitive scene in their relationship - that he heard Rue deny Jules for sex. Because if he says that, he really would come across like an asshole. So instead, when Jules accuses him of being an asshole, he plays a different tactic:

“I’m being sweet right now.”

���‘Cause you’re very fuckin’, fuckable.”

And then goes on a whole rant about why Jules is attractive.

Jules, as we know, is clingy - and when she loves people, she loves HARD. And this is because Jules loves positive affirmation. She loves the idea of feeling desirable. Something that Elliot is saying Rue CANNOT provide her. Something that he is now providing her with. Something that, despite the fact that Jules said she is done with men, he may very well see as a way to get closer to her. And he ends it by saying;

“But I’m sure Rue told you all that.”

Seems like he’s leading her on, right? And given he has an admitted crush on Rue...well, we can see what he might have to gain by putting a wedge in Rue and Jules’s relationship. Just like he has been doing in every scene since that interrogation.

Jules said it herself;

“Why can’t I shake the feeling that there’s like, something you’re not telling me?”

“Like, why don’t I trust you?”

[iwasbored777]

I didn't watch Euphoria and I probably missed out on a lot of details but I checked and seeing that fandom loves Jules who slept with her classmate's, Nate's, mentally challenged father and also sexted Nate while he had a girlfriend but hates Cassie for having relationship with Nate while he had no girlfriend, because she actually fell in love with him, who (ok I get this part) abused her best friend, and the show itself representing Cassie as the only villain who's sister humiliated both her and Nate on the show (like pls that girl who played Cassie made fun of Cassie having orgasm in public when she was high (a moment so embarrassing to Cassie that it made her cry) and made homophobic choreography that made Nate look like gay and then Cassie got beat up by her best friend on the same stage in the end of the season - is what made me hate the show and the fandom before I even tried to watch it. Like pls Cassie is literally the only character that got me interested because Sidney Sweeney is a brilliant actress and I know what she did I'm not her apologyst but if she's going to be the only villain with so many characters who are even worse than her why should I bother. Cassie commits one sin and she pays a huge price while others can commit ten sins and then get away with it?

[dumb-bitch-that-ships21]

Summary: Lexi and Fez slowly exploring sex, first times and intimacy together

Fez and Lexi had been hanging out for a couple of months when it happened. Fez knew this girl one of his favorite people. He knew he would do anything for her to be happy and safe. What he didn’t know was that she felt the same way.

She was perfect. Or so he thought. Through their hangouts that led to deep conversations he found out that her dad was a junkie, her mom was a mean drunk and she had been in love with Rue up until a few months ago when she realized Rue would never reciprocate. Honestly he thought she just wasn’t into dudes and wrote it off as a “never gonna fucking happen,” and he was fine with that. He was glad he could be friends with her because if he could have her in his life in any capacity he would be thankful.

But then she came over and was hanging out with him on his couch, talking about everything and nothing all at once until she leaned in and kissed him. He was honestly fucking shocked so he froze which she of course picked up on.

“I’m sorry, i thought you felt the same? Cassie, Jules and Rue said they agreed but I should have known you did-“

“Lexi,” he said quietly.

“…Yes?”

“It’s cool. I would have did that months ago had I known you were into me or just dudes in general.”

“Oh.” She seemed dumbfounded. Like it would be such a fuckin’ a surprise that he would feel this way. Like she wasn’t the coolest fuckin’ person he had ever met.

“Wait you thought I’m gay?”

“Well you said you were into Rue,” he started, “I respect it, ma. I ain’t trying to disrespect anyone’s preferences, ya know?”

She laughed lowly, “Yeah maybe I should have clarified that. I’m bisexual.”

He nodded in understanding, “That’s cool but as much as I like kissing you, I ain’t doing it again until we go on a date. I ain’t just a piece of meat.”

She laughed, “What do you have in mind?”

“You hungry?”

“I could go for food.”

“Dope, let’s go.”

“Like right now?”

“Yeah, I want to kiss you again and I’m hungry.”

She nodded her head like she was debating her options but she was just messing with him. She’s wanted to go on a date with him for months now and now that the opportunity is here she wasn’t passing it up.

“Do I get to pick?”

“Whatever you want, ma.”

She decided on sushi and the kiss that followed him walking her to her front door was well worth the wait.

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“I’ve never, uh… you know.” Lexi expressed quietly in the dim lights streaming in from the window of his room. She averted his gaze and was looking anywhere but at him. The ceiling seemed extraordinarily fascinating right about now. She almost didn’t want to say anything, didn’t want to admit that she was still a virgin but after making out and things slowly progressing over the last few months she finally gave in and admitted it.

“Lex,” he started, “I don’t care. We ain’t gotta do anything you ain’t into,” With that she slowly met his gaze and felt the full weight of his sincerity. He didn’t care. He was looking at her nonchalantly but there was something in his eyes that made her trust him even more than she already did. He didn’t care.

“Really?”

“Hell no, ma. There’s no pressure, y’know? We can just watch a movie or somethin’ if you want?”

She smiled brightly, “Want to watch something something on Hulu?”

“Whatever you want, baby.” He smiled lazily, pulling her towards his chest while she picked out a true crime documentary. She fell asleep, laying on his chest while he absentmindedly combed his fingers through her hair.

He hated the way she second guessed herself and thought she only mattered when people needed something from her. He was happy to just be around her. He liked listening to her listing random facts or laughing at some stupid sitcom they would watch. He just liked her. No ulterior motive. She could honestly recite the label on a shampoo bottle and he would smile just hearing her voice. He knows his grandma said love ain’t worth it but god damn he thinks he’s already too far gone with Lexi.

It was almost two months later and they had barely gotten past making out and were entering more handsy territory. Feeling emboldened, she decided to try something new.

“Would you want to go a little farther?” She asked hesitantly.

They had been dating for about five months now and although she knew he liked her and they were comfortable with each other, her insecurities would rise to the surface when she was treading unfamiliar waters. But, as always, Fez through her a lifeline. “Whatever you feel comfortable with, baby,” he smiled warmly.

Her eyes slowly met his and she could feel her confidence rise a little. So she slowly started to unbutton his pants before he lightly grabbed her hands. “You mind if I do somethin’ first?” She nodded slowly, curious as to where this was going.

She was in nothing but her corduroy pants and a lacy, lavender bra. She smelt so good and she was so soft and more fucking beautiful than she would ever know. He hated that she felt inadequate next to her sister but he was planning on showing her exactly how perfect she really is. He also wanted to make sure she was comfortable and actually enjoying herself. He knew a lot of guys didn’t take the time with foreplay and female pleasure but he’s always been a giver.

“Let me know if you don’t like something or you want me to stop? I want to make you feel good, okay?”

She nodded silently because his presence hovering over her body was doing all sorts of things to her brain at the moment, leaving her breathless and excited. A warm feeling pooling in her stomach that made her feel like she would explode with need at any moment.

He slowly drew himself back up to kiss her lips, deep and heady before kissing and licking her neck and behind her ears, trailing kisses down her chest, stomach and each thigh before finally stopping again to look up at her, fingers hovering over the button on her pants.

“Are you sure?” He asked again.

She met his eyes and saw everything he was trying to convey. The care and kindness and trust and everything that was so… Fez.

“Positive,” she was able to breathe out.

He smiled as he leaned forward and kissed her languidly, expert fingers unbuttoning her pants as he did. He slowly moved back down and pulled her pants off and she was left in nothing but her bra and the light pink cotton panties. She belatedly realized she should have snatched one of the lace thongs that Cassie keeps in the back of her underwear drawer. He fingered the tops and eyed her again, a soft smile on his lips.

“You are so beautiful.”

She flushed hot and couldn’t contain the smile that broke out on her face. He slowly pulled her panties down while watching her face until they were to her knees. He then began trailing kisses down her soft legs while continuing to pull them down. Once they were completely off and he was settled between her legs, which were propped up on his shoulders he lapped at her entrance before he began to flick his tongue at her clit.

With that movement she began to jerk and moan his name. Taking that as encouragement he paced his movements and began to slowly finger at her entrance.

“F-fuck, please, ba-babe.” she gasped. He slowly pushed one finger in and she began matching his rhythm by instinct. She was basically riding his face and fingers at this point and it was taking everything in him not to be so overwhelmed he finished in his pants.

He added another finger and her breaths became shorter, while her moans became longer. She really had no idea how fucking sexy she was. Honestly he thinks eating her pussy might be his new favorite thing. Her taste and moans and soft skin made him never want to leave from between her thighs.

Suddenly she was coming hard. So while she was riding her high, moaning and gasping for air he was peppering kisses and licks everywhere. Every touch, every lick, every breath was heightened and she thought she might float away or combust right there.

She pulled his face up to hers and kissed him deeply as a way of thanks before lightly pushing him to the bed beside her.

“Let me return the favor,” she smiled as she climbed on top of him, peppering kisses all the way down. When she got to his pants, she was more confident than she had previously been so she unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down slightly. She made eye contact with him, silently making sure this was okay.

“Only if you want to, baby,”

“I do,” she replied as she took him in her hands and started rubbing him up and down before licking the head and taking him in her mouth. Fez moaned loudly and she began to bob her head and swirl her tongue like she saw on porn and heard Cassie and Maddie describe. She continued to do this for a few minutes, enjoying the noises coming from Fez. She now knew what Cassie and Maddie and Kat meant when they talked about feeling powerful and in control.

“I-I’mma come, b-babe,” Fez panted and she continued to bob and lick, “You ain’t gotta sw-swall-“ but she was already committed to his orgasm and honestly she’s an overachiever by nature so she kept him in her mouth while he climaxed, swallowing all he had.

The noises coming from him were deep and Lexi would be lying she said they weren’t the sexiest thing she had ever heard. It made her feel powerful. She caused him to squirm and lose all sense of self control and it made her excited to find out what other noises she could elicit from him.

“Fuck, Lex. You did not have to swallow,” he moaned when he was able to speak again. She wiped at her mouth.

“I know,” she smiled sweetly at him. He reached out to pull her close to his chest. He kissed her hard, saying thank you, you’re amazing and beautiful and so much more he couldn’t really say out loud yet. She heard it though, because she’s Lexi.

“Thought you was a virgin?” He laughs, “Could have fooled me.”

She laughs quietly, “Girls talk and I watched a lot of porn. I’m a quick study.”

He chuckles, “You and that brain of yours, gon’ be the death of me,”

They lay there for awhile before drifting off to sleep.

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After a couple of months of reaching third base Lexi decided it was time. Her and Fez had been dating for seven months and she was ready to lose her virginity. She had talked to Cassie about what it would feel like, what to do, what to wear and more. She felt prepared and if there was one thing Lexi needed to feel comfortable to approach anything it was knowledge.

That’s why, as they were laying on the couch, watching some trashy reality TV show she leaned in close to his ear and whispered, “Want to go the room?”

He smirked and quickly jumped up, throwing her over his shoulder and patting her ass.

“You ain’t gotta say that twice.”

She giggled as he ran to the bedroom and slammed the door shut behind them. Laying her gently on the bed and collapsing on top of her.

“Fez, you’re squishing me!” She giggled.

“Oh, really,” he smirked.

She shrieked because she knew exactly what that meant. He began tickling her sides as she hysterically laughed and clutched her sides.

“Fe-Fez! Oh my god, s-stop! I’m gonna pee-ee-ee,” she loved how giddy he made her. She was constantly in stitches with him and she couldn’t remember the last time someone made her laugh this much. She felt completely seen and heard and happy. She felt safe and loved.

She loved him, she was in love with him. They hadn’t said the words yet but she knew how she felt and she was pretty sure he felt the same way.

Once a cease fire was called and a calm silence cloaked the room, she touched his cheek to draw him forward. He was half on her and half on the bed as he leaned over and deeply kissed her. It was slow and sensual and he tasted like spearmint and backwoods cigars. They broke for air and she looked deeply in his eyes as she said the words, quiet but confident.

“I love you.”

He stared in awe of her while she maintained eye contact. He loved everything about her. Her laugh, her kindness, her humor, the way she always smelt like strawberries and sunshine. He loved her soft hair and determined eyes. He loved a million things about her but he had no idea why she loved him. He had nothing really to offer. She saw him in a way no one else did, even himself. He didn’t deserve her but he damn sure wanted her. He wanted to be selfish so that’s why the next words out of his mouth were, “I love you.”

Her bright smile matched his own until he leaned down and kissed each cheek, her forehead, her nose and then her lips. He meant for it to be chaste but she deepened it until they were making out again and she was reaching for the button on his pants.

“Fez,” she started, “I’m ready.”

He stopped abruptly to look at her. She looked completely sure, excited even. But he had to make sure, he couldn’t handle her regretting anything.

“For real? We ain’t have to just because-“

“I’m sure, I love you and I want this.”

“I ain’t got condoms,”

“It’s fine, I got the arm implant when we started dating.”

“So this whole time you was planning to seduce me? ‘aight Lexi Howard, I see you. I’m nothin’ but a piece of meat.”

She laughed, “Oh my god, shut up and come here.”

He smiled and leaned down to kiss her again. Soon clothes were strewn about, there were laughs in between moments of sensual touches. He licked and sucked down her neck and chest, taking a one of her nipples in his mouth and twirling his tongue around it. She gasped as he lightly bit down and the moans and low “fuck’s” coming from her mouth did nothing but encourage him. He took his mouth off of it and blew slowly, eliciting and a low sigh as he moved to work the other one. He nipped and licked all the way down her body, worshipping her, savoring the taste of her skin.

She gave as good as she took when it came to foreplay. She left love bites everywhere and the seeing her tiny hand rub his dick made him almost come right there. Eventually he found himself hovering over her, both of them completely naked, “You ready?”

She nodded yes as he covered her mouth with own and entered her slowly. They moaned into each other’s mouths. She was so fucking wet and warm. He waited to give her time to adjust. He was a little on the bigger side and her first time had to be good.

Lexi meanwhile was shocked at how good it felt to be stretched this way. She expected it to be awkward and uncomfortable but she felt calm, safe and loved. It ached just a little bit but Fez made sure to go slow and gentle.

“You okay, baby?”

She nodded and he slowly began to move.

“Let me know if it hurts or you don’t like anything.”

His thrusts began picking up speed and god damn his dick was big. His grunts mixed with her moans filled the room and she was close to coming when he whispered in her ear.

“You so fucking sexy, baby,” and with that she climaxed and he soon followed.

After cleaning up and peeing (because thankfully Cassie told her that was a thing and movies and porn never informed her of that) they laid in each other’s arms, soaking up the moment. Fez was playing with her hair and kissing the top of her head gently while she drew circles on his chest in between pecks here and there.

“I’m glad you were my first time.”

He smiled, “Yeah? It was good?”

“Yeah, I thought it would be awkward and not feel good. Rue and Cassie said their first times were awful so I was expecting it to be weird? I should have known it wouldn’t be though.”

“Why’s that?”

“Because you’re you.”

“Meaning?”

“You aim to please.”

With that he laughs deeply and pulls her closer.

“God, I love you.”

She laughs quietly, “I love you too. But seriously, you’re always taking care of everyone. I should have known that area of expertise extends to sex too.”

They spend the rest of the night holding each other closely, thankful to have met and found this thing they have.

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[sonechkaandthedynamos]

hi Sofia! do you have any list of your favorite movies or what you recommend in general? ♥️

Hi! Thank you for asking <3 Here are some of my absolute favourites (in chronological order). It's going to be a long one:

Silent cinema: I really like Alice Guy-Blaché's work (you can find a lot of her short films on youtube), as well as Lotte Reiniger's films. I liked The Phantom Carriage (Körkarlen, 1921), Charlie Chaplin of course (City Lights <333) and German Expressionism is one of my favourite artistic movements of all time, so I would also recommend The Cabinet of Dr. Caligari (Das Cabinet des Dr. Caligari, 1919), Metropolis (1927) and the ones starring the one and only Louise Brooks: Diary of a lost girl (Tagebuch einer verlorenen, 1929) and Pandora's Box (Die Büchse der Pandora, 1929).

Golden Age of Hollywood: To be or not to be (1942), Arsenic and Old Lace (1944), All about eve (1950), A streetcar named desire (1951) (brilliant acting, the tension, the horror...!!!), The Apartment (1960) (Jack Lemmon and Shirley MacLaine are perfect in this one)

Hitchcock: my personal favourites are Spellbound (1945), Rope (1948) and Strangers on a train (1951)

Audrey Hepburn: Roman Holiday (1953), Sabrina (1954), my absolutely criminally underrated favourite Love in the Afternoon (1957) and Charade (1963)

French New Wave: Hiroshima Mon Amour (1959), Le Bonheur (1965) (I want to watch more Varda films)

Truffaut, my beloved: all the Antoine Doinel films, Jules et Jim (1962)

G*dard: Breathless (À Bout de Soufflé, 1960) and Pierrot le Fou (1965) (Jean-Paul Belmondo makes these films, honestly), Masculin Féminin (1966) (Jean-Pierre Léaud and Chantal Goya are perfect, and I have "les enfants de Marx et du Coca-Cola" tattooed in my brain).

Ingmar Bergman: (I have only seen a couple) The Seventh Seal (Det sjunde inseglet, 1957), The Devil's eye (Djävulens öga, 1960) (I remember laughing a lot with this one. I watched it for research and it did not disappoint. One of my favourite interpretations of Don Juan, hands down.)

Fellini: (idem) one of my favourite films ever is 8 1/2 (1963), but I liked La Dolce Vita (1960), too. Would recommend :)

Czechoslovak New Wave: I loved every single one that I have seen. Věra Chytilová and Juraj Herz give me life: Black Peter (Černý Petr, 1963), Something Different (O něčem jiném, 1963), Daisies (Sedmikrásky, 1966), The Cremator (Spalovač mrtvol, 1969) (one of my absolute favourites), The Ear (Ucho, 1970)

Mel Brooks: The Producers (1967), Blazing Saddles (1974). Some of the funniest films I have ever seen. Dark humour done right.

John Cassavetes and Peter Falk cinematic universe: Husbands (1970), Mikey and Nicky (1976). I wouldn't be who I am today without these. I have a lot to say about how the films and its characters are constructed but this is just a list so I'll leave the rambling for another post.

Misc. USAmerican cinema from the 60s and 70s: The Gay Deceivers (1969) (watched it because of the meme, stayed because of everything else), Cabaret (1972) (my favourite musical ever).

70s soviet cinema: Office Romance (Служебный роман, 1977). I know, I know. It's the only film with this plot that I like, and the fashions are top notch.

Kubrick: my faves are Dr Strangelove (1964), A clockwork orange (1971), the criminally underrated Barry London (1975) and Eyes Wide Shut (1999) (I liked Schnitzler's novella, too, but Nicole Kidman is just radiant in this film).

Buñuel: I liked Un perro andaluz (1929) and Viridiana (1961), but my absolute fave is The Discreet Charm of the Bourgeoisie (Le Charme discret de la bourgeoisie, 1972) (I am patiently waiting for Fernando Rey to become tumblr's new it girl)

80s shenanigans (USAmerican): Moonstruck (1987) (Cher and young Nicholas Cage, what more do you want), Heathers (1988) (Winona Ryder and Christian Slater <333)

80s yugo: (I have to watch more of them, I know) Who's singin' over there? (Ko to tamo peva, 1980) (I will gladly write an essay about the structure of this film, the use of the singers as both bards/storytellers and characters is absolutely brilliant and seamless <333)

Perestroika: Flights in dreams and in reality (Полеты во сне и наяву, 1982) (the only mid-life crisis movie that I like, and I'm forever in love with Oleg Yankovsky's acting), Nostalghia (1983) (I'm not a Tarkovsky girl yet but I'll get to it), Courier (Курьер, 1986) (as someone has already pointed out, manic pixie dream boy representation <3 also Anastasiya Nemolyaeva is so good in this film)

Period dramas: Little Women (1994) (Greta Gerwig's version did some things better, but overall I prefer this one), Sense and sensibility (1995), Pride and Prejudice (2005), Persuasion (2007) (Sally Hawkins as Anne Elliot!!!), A royal affair (En kongelig affære 2012) (I mean it’s Mads Mikkelsen and Alicia Vikander. Also Mikkel Følsgaard. In short, bi panic the movie), The Favourite (2018), Emma (2020).

Wong Kar-Wai: I loved Fallen Angels (1995) and especially In The Mood for Love (2000) (one of my favourite films ever, every rewatch changes me as a person)

90s misc.: Eat, Drink, Man, Woman (1994) (also one of my faves, and my icon, which I get asked about every other month, is from this film), Brother (Брат, 1997) (brilliant, Sergei Bodrov is so good in it. Don't talk to me about the second film though).

2000s timeless faves: Bend it like Beckham (2002) (need I say more), The Devil wears Prada (2006), Mamma Mia (2008) (I didn't like the sequel though), 500 days of summer (2009) (my misunderstood darling)

Wes Anderson: my absolute favourites are The Darjeeling Limited (2007) (both underrated and misunderstood imo) and The Grand Budapest Hotel (2014) (one of my favourite films of all time)

Other 2010s faves: Ex Machina (2015) (and I say this as someone who doesn't love sci-fi), Knives Out (Daniel Craig having fun <3)

That's it for now I think