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[adi06lena]

*Natasha & Wanda walking separate ways after a fight*

Y/n: does this mean I get two Christmas’s?

Natasha & Wanda: NO!

[hazgoldenstyles]

Ooh what about Harry’s daughter graduating high school and moving out of state for college🥺 like a mix of angst and fluff:)

A/n- this is so cute!!!! thank you for sending something, and I hope you love it as much as I did writing it! Btw (it kinda turned sad idk i was just letting my mind flow and do its thing) sorryyyy

Warnings- death, mild cursing, ANGST! (Its just sad tbh)

Word count- 622 (not too long ik ik)

Bambi

It's always been them two.

They were inseparable because he was the only one she had.

2004, then.

"C'mon, push sweetheart its okay”, Harry whispered calmly to his crying wife, as he's sat behind her on the hospital bed wiping the sweat from her forehead.

"I cant, it hurts so bad Harry", Y/n cries gripping his hand tightly.

Harry hates how he cant do anything to help his wife's pain other than speaking encouraging words into her ear. His eyes start to water, but he knows he has to be strong for her and he knows he'll get teased for it when this is all over, even telling their child when they're older.

The doctor looks at me, "she has to push because the baby has been in there for too long, it's getting dangerous"

I start to worry but Y/n's not listening to what anybody has to say.

"Baby, you have to push for me... don't you wanna see our baby" I question, "who's gonna look just like you I know it. C'mon baby you have to... for me please", I beg with misty eyes, kissing the top of her head.

She looks up at me with her brown, almost black watery eyes, "for our bambi" she whispers.

Noir.

All of a sudden she screams with her head thrown back while she pushes, the people around us encouraging her. I feel so proud of her, more than ever right now. I start to hear loud crying and I smile.

I look down at her "sweet girl, you did it" I coo, kissing her forehead numerous times.

She looks me in the eyes and smiles "you know I love you right" she says sniffling lightly, I nod my head.

But then we hear fast beeping, so I look up at the doctor.

"Why is it doing that", I panic, "It wasn't just doing that... I-Is she okay", I stutter.

I look at her, "baby hi, what's going on hm" my voice quivers, "whats going in inside that body of yours", I question with tears streaming down my face.

She looks at me dazed "I'll be fine Harry, just let them take care of me", she says stroking my eyebrow.

It gets faster.

"CODE BLUE", the nurse yells

And faster....

2022, Now.

“Dad!”, Noir calls out to harry, running up the stairs to his room. Harry looks up from his computer while laying in his bed.

She walks in with an unopened envelope, “i got my application back from Harvard” she says excitedly going to sit next to him.

“Thats great baby, lets open it. And remember its okay if they didn’t except you, it just means that there are wayyyyy more opportunities open for you” Harry carefully explained while brushing her hair back from her face.

She looks at him with a sad face, “Do you think mom will be proud of me?” She questions with watery eyes, looking at her father for reassurance.

He gives her a sad smile, “how about this, open it and we’ll talk about that” She looks down at the envelope and starts to open it.

She starts to read aloud “thank you for submitting your application… you have been accept-“ she drops her head onto her fathers shoulder.

“Da-ddy, i did it” she cries. He hugs her tightly kissing the top of her head.

“Mama would’ve been proud of you either way. But now think of it, you’re going to Harvard Bambi!”, he coos wiping her eyes.

“Im gonna miss you Noir.. so so much. You’re my baby girl.” He grabs her hand rubbing her knuckles, thinking of where time went.

“My sweet sweet Bambi” he whispers hugging her with watery eyes.

A/n- soooo i hope y’all liked it and make sure to send me more requests!!! Reblogs are much appreciated!!! Bye lovliessss💗

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#5

Goncharov (1973)

Made some more matching icons for my favorite pairing!!! Katya/Sofia is honestly the best ship in that movie and doesn't get nearly enough attention 🥺😍

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19 notes - Posted November 21, 2022

#4

10 Songs 10 People Tag Game

Tagged by: @residentdormouse

Rules: Shuffle your library and list 10 songs and tag 10 people

(I'm going with my Dryad’s Veil story playlist because I've been listening to it non stop recently haha)

Warpath - Tim Halperin and Hidden Citizens

Fearless - Kat Leon

I'm A Wanted Man - Royal Deluxe

Newton’s First - The Altogether (ahhh I'm not crying 😭)

Forest Fires - Lauren Aquilina

Champion - Tommee Profitt and Nicole Serrano

Breathe - Fleurie and Tommee Profitt

Not OK - Maria Mena (I have a really soft spot for this one)

Sharp Edges - Linkin Park (newly added)

Coffins - Bohnes

(love how the first three were hella intense which is definitely not the general vibe of this playlist haha)

Tagging if you wanna join in if you don't that's fine too 💙 (also if anyone not listed wants to join in the fun please do and tag me 😄)

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(also just realized I went way over ten people but oh well 😅🤣)

21 notes - Posted December 2, 2022

#3

New Writing Sideblog! ✍🏽

So thank you to all of those who encouraged me to make a writing side blog!! It is now completed and I decided to be a little cheeky by calling it @bluejay-in-write 😋 I hope you all enjoy it! I have already shared my first post for one of my avatar the last Airbender ocs and there are many more of my other story posts to come 😄 I love you all and hope you have a wonderful day 💙 Here's a sneak peek of my first oc post!

25 notes - Posted May 31, 2022

#2

Katya's Curse of Indecision

Okay so is anyone else obsessing over the fact that Katya was struggling so hard to pick between Goncharov and Sofia, loving both strongly but in very different ways, and then she lost both of them... (also this isn't talking about whether either of them were healthy for her or not so if you're gonna come on my post to argue about that fuck off)

Sofia and Goncharov were different people who gave her different things and in the end Katya's inability to choose ruined what little time she had with either of them. Can you imagine how cursed she must feel, doomed to fall in love with two different people and then to lose them both before she could even decide which one she wanted to spend the rest of her life with (which would obviously be Sofia if Katya had made up her mind before Sofia died) Like I'm sure it was hard enough torn between two people, two futures, two versions of yourself, but then suddenly she had no one, an unhappy future, and only herself to blame.

Life held it's hands out to Katya, Sofia in one hand and Goncharov in the other, and told her to choose and as Katya reached out Life opened both of it's hands to reveal that they contained nothing.

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john constantine/zari tarazi moodboard

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#4

Wonderfully Worried || JW: Dominion Fluff

Summary : You and Ian Malcolm have been together for a few months now and despite actually being there with him physically, the thought of no longer having him by your side at all causes a lot of worry.

Pairing : old! (but still hot) ian malcolm x female reader

Warnings : slight mentions/talk of de*th (a), shock, fear, bugs, car crash, fire

Word Count : 1,098 words

A/N : . Jurassic World: Dominion spoilers through entire post . After watching the film, I just had to write this! <3 It's kind of obvious what scene inspired this, heh. Reblogs are very much appreciated! No stealing my work!

Tag List : @josiewrites

You were helping Ian press buttons on the panel, hoping that the correct combination of numbers would do the trick in order for Ellie, Alan, and Maisie to reach safety. Luckily, all of that button mashing seemed to work out just fine.

Afterwards, you and the group got in a car together only to realize there were oversized locusts falling from the sky, on fire. You sat in the passenger seat of the vehicle across from Ian who was sitting in the drivers seat. Ellie and Alan sat in the back with Maisie in the middle.

Ian looked quite panicked at the situation happening quite before his eyes, "That's Bananas."

You yelped as the falling locusts caused the vehicle to crash as it teetered you took a few deep breaths while Maisie seemed like the only one with anything helpful to say. The car flipped upside down as she started to cry.

Your vision was a bit blurry as you glanced over at Malcolm, reaching your hand out toward his as the two of you linked your hands together.

A gentle chuckle escaped your lips when looking over at Ian's confused expression as he stepped out of the wrecked vehicle along with the others. He seemed surprised to see his old pals along with some new faces.

Loud stomping from a dinosaur was heard from afar as Alan and Owen both said, "Don't move." You accidentally stepped on a branch while hiding behind Ian, scared that the dinosaur would somehow see you before the rest of the group. The dinosaur looked like a T-Rex but it's frame was much larger. Alan explained to the group that the species is called an Gigantosaurus.

A gasp nearly escaped from your lips as your mouth opened wide but before you could make any noise, Ian pressed his lips against yours while both of your hearts beated rapidly against each other. Your chest pressed up against his, the moment becoming more heated by the second but unfortunately more pressing matters were at play.

"Go to safety." He told you before you ran off with the rest of the group and up the ladder. Ian stayed behind and hid in the flipped over car, the foot of the Gigantosaurus mere inches away from crushing him.

A thud was heard as the Gigantosaurus gnawed through the metal ladder like it was nothing, Kayla encouraged Maisie to keep climbing as the others soon followed.

The Gigantosaurus roared in all of there faces, including yours. Fear took over your body, unable to move as you stood still and watched Ian risk his life for a second time in a row. You didn't want to see the love of your life die.

He threw the fire locust on a stick into the dinosaurs mouth and it seemed to get the job done. Ian slipped while going up the ladder and luckily Alan was still there to save him because you were in pure shock, still inert until he finally made it up the ladder safely.

After a bunch of stunning blows to the dinosaur from the group, it finally left you and the others alone.

You took this opportunity to catch a few breaths.

The group chatted for a bit as Ian stood beside Kayla on one side of a white table and you on the other, he began to unbutton his shirt while Kayla shook her head no at Ian. Your cheeks grew warm at the sight of Malcolm, you wanted to tear the shirt off of Ian right then and there but it wasn't exactly the best time or place.

"Y/N, you feeling alright?" That all too familiar voice asked you in a cocky tone. You were staring at him unknowingly and gnawing at your lower lip so hard that it left an indent on the bottom. Ian had already buttoned his shirt up which was disappointing to say the least.

"Yeah, I'm feeling alright... thanks for calming me down out there." You winked gently over at him although your heart was still beating fast.

You and Ian Malcolm had met a few years back and wanted to work together on taking Biosyn down. Being younger than him has never phased the two of you.

Kayla walked over toward Ian as you walked toward Owen, making small talk. Ian stared at you and admired all of your features, getting lost in your beauty. Kayla grinned just a bit, "Wish I had a woman that looked at me like that, true love right there."

Tears began to run down your face as the emotions from recent events finally hit you. Ian had been through so many near death experiences and most of them were just stories to you, experiencing them first hand brought a whole new feeling and not a good one at that.

Owen frowned, you had helped him train the raptors in the past and he didn't want to see one of his friends in pain. He pulled you into a side hug, "I'm always gonna be here for you, Y/N. I promise. Take care now and if that Rambo dude ever treats you wrong... let's just see how much he likes a raptor bite to the ass."

Shaking your head, you chuckled at Owen's comment. He always knew how to put a smile on your face even on the darkest of days. "Thanks for helping me feel better, I'll catch up with you all in a few." He nodded and waited for Kayla to finish her conversation with Ian.

As soon as Ian noticed the tear stains on your cheeks, he rushed over and pulled you in for a huge bear hug.

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#3

Love Bites Back || TWD Drabble

Summary : Two men in your life, one at Alexandria, and the other a proud leader of the saviors. Who would you choose?

Pairing : Fem Reader x Daryl Dixon x Negan Smith

Warnings : blood, vomit, weapons, cursing, sickness, guns, liqour, pain-killers, and smut if you wince.

A/N : Been a long time since I wrote something but I came up with this little drabble and thought it would be fun to share. There is no exact set timeline for this but roughly based around season 6-7. Keep hateful comments to yourselves please, likes/reblogs are appreciated. No stealing my work. I'm not the best at writing, bare with me. Enjoy. <3

Bitten mere hours before, weakness began to take over, each movement proving to be a challenge. Raising up your crossbow, aiming to shoot the walkers, only to discover there are no arrows to be found. Daryl took you out often for hunting lessons, he was the one who taught you how to use the crossbow. Daryl sighed when approaching you, he took notice that you looked quite pale. Aiming for the heads of the undead, he shot them before retrieving his own arrows. "You're burning up, Y/N." Daryl pressed his palm against your forehead, feeling the warmth building up on your skin, sweat drenching your clothing but there was no way in hell you would be telling Daryl that you got bit just from attempting to save someone that turned out to be a savior, well if you wanted to call Negan that. Negan had been surrounded by ten walkers, sure he would be able to handle them all on his own but you wanted to help out.

Gunshots could be heard in the distance, Daryl told you to leave it be. You were in no shape to fight, let alone walk. Daryl helped you get on the back of his motorcycle before he hopped on the front of it. "We'll go hunting in a few days. Left some traps out so the walkers don't get to the food first." He insisted, the loud hum of his engine could be heard while more walkers were left in the dust.

"Daryl, I'm fine." You grunted when he went over a bump in the road, hitting your arm in just the wrong way. Not wanting to tell Daryl you were bitten, you set the crossbow over your arm with a wince.

Sooner or later, he would be able to tell that something is up with you. The familiar southern-accent of his drawing deep before the next words came out of his mouth, "What's wrong, Y/N? The last time you looked at me that way was well when..."

Swiftly placing your finger upon his lips, you gently grinned while glancing up and down at Daryl. "When we drunk-fucked and tied each other up?" You asked him innocently, gripping onto his shoulders as if your life depended on it, your stomach doing back flips, and it wasn't just because you brought up your past relationship with Daryl.

"I'm feeling ill..." Finally admitting this, Daryl slowed down some to check up on you. "Taking the leather jacket off would help." Daryl responded with snark in his comment. Hesitant to take the leather jacket off, you did it anyways. Negan gifted you one identical to his, except your name was spelled in italics along the leather backing.

Daryl eventually stopped his motorcycle completely, covering his tracks after the fact. Then he glanced over at you with worry in his eyes. Flinching when he helped you remove the jacket, no knowledge of what he was going to say about your current infection from one of the walkers. Tears began to roll down your face, knowing what had to be done in order for your survival. You were bitten directly below the elbow, trying your damnest to hide the bite for as long as possible. The sight of blood never seemed to bother you but the idea of having your own arm chopped off was something completely different.

"Y/N... why didn't you tell me about this sooner!?" Daryl questioned, holding your arm out which revealed the bite mark, "How on earth did this even happen- I thought you knew better." Frowning at his words, you didn't like when Daryl raised his voice at you which rarely ever happened. He knew your past had been rough aswell. Shrugging, "I don't know D, saw someone surrounded by walkers and didn't think twice. When getting closer, it turned out that Negan didn't need saving and it was just a trick to get me closer to him..." Sighing, the next words coming out of your mouth would be hard for Daryl to hear.

*earlier that day*

Negan wasn't letting you go that easy. You took five of the walkers and he took the other five. Swinging Lucille around in his hand proved to be no problem when taking the walkers out. You thought that five was no big deal for you aswell, usually being able to take that many down on your own.

With hitched breathing, you spoke out, "Four down and one to go. No big deal." Speaking to yourself, Negan raised his eyebrow as he watched how things went down. The two of you definitely had a past with each other aswell. Going to Alexandria on your own was a risk but if the people of Alexandria saw Negan and the other saviors trying to sneak on base, all shots would be fired.

It took a long time before warming up to Rick and the others, over the years they started to trust you. Allow you to make runs while being supervised. You would write to Negan with every chance you got, trying not to get caught. Telling him how much supplies Alexandria had left or were hiding. You told him about the guns they were hiding aswell.

Deep down in your gut you felt like this was wrong. On one end, you didn't want to betray Negan because he was the one that saved you before meeting Daryl. Negan fed you and took care of you, all you had to do was keep watch and make sure no one was double-crossing Negan, seemed easy enough. On the other hand, with each hunting lesson and run you did with Daryl, you felt yourself growing closer to him each time.

You didn't want to choose between the saviors or the people of Alexandria but Negan had told you that there would have to be a decision made down the road. Part of you just wanted Rick and Negan to get along and make peace but there wasn't a high possibility of that ever happening.

On one of your runs, you and Daryl stumbled upon some rope and left-over liqour, as the two of you had packed up your bags, the light-bulb went off in your head, putting two and two together. Although you and Daryl don't talk about that night often, it was definitely something special the two of you had shared in the past. Once sobering up, you cuddled half the day away.

Negan could tell you were struggling with the walker, a grimace mixed with his signature grin sprawled across his face while watching you. You couldn't tell if he actually got a kick out of seeing you struggle like this. Your knife had fallen out of the pouch and Negan had stolen your arrows before all this happened. You could have reached for the arrow to stab the walker in the head. "I'm going to fucking kill you when this is-ouch!" A loud scream parted your lips as you felt the walker tearing into your flesh.

Fear took over as you crawled away from the rotten creature, tears rolling down your face. Negan luckily caught on, he walked over and bashed it's head in before the walker could have done more damage then was already done.

"Now, what was that you were saying 'bout killing me? Little ol' you is gonna kill me with a crossbow? Knew I had a reason for stealing them." Once again, Negan swung Lucille around while speaking with you, the man standing before you struck fear into whatever was left of your soul.

Rolling your eyes at Negan, you had little time or effort in putting up with his shit. "Just shut up and give me your shirt."

"Knew one of these days you would wanna see me shirtless, sweet face." A groan escaped from your lips, hearing the nickname Negan gave you. Negan tore the cloth on his shirt, throwing it in your direction.

Bleeding out, you swiftly wrapped the cloth around your wound, tying it tightly. "Fucking hell, Negan. Stealing my arrows? Are you really that fuckin' low?" Seething in anger, you stumbled up off the ground, holding your wound, eventually you heard the engine of Daryl's motorcycle in the distance.

"Go, now. Before my cover is blown and Daryl sees you." You pushed Negan away but the little force didn't even make him move an inch. "Oh, and also I hate you so much."

"I hate you too." Negan embraced you, pulling you in for one long and passionate kiss. It felt much needed, being away from him this long proved to be difficult. Sure, Negan would leave you for dead but something small inside of you cared for this man.

*currently that day*

"Negan could have saved me like he did with the others. He watched the walker bite me and just stood there, D. I get that he is a monster but one would think that even Negan cared about my well-being."

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63 notes - Posted April 23, 2022

#2

Gold, Baby, Solid Gold.

Summary : Sully could never take the hint about you having feelings for him so one night in your shared hotel room, you decide to wear a golden dress in attempts to get his attention.

Pairing : unchartedfilm!sully x f!reader

Warnings : swearing, pet names (princess/babygirl), oral (f recieving), face riding, fingering, cum talk, french kissing

Word Count : 1,589 words

A/N : This is Uncharted film based after the main events of the film happened. Alludes to a few spoilers, I had a really fun time writing this because I've literally watched the film 100 times already and Uncharted 4 is basically all I play now. Enjoy! Likes/Reblogs are appreciated! No stealing my work!

Going with Sully on adventures had definitely been different than going on them with Nathan. You viewed Nathan as a brother figure even though he already has one. Sully never seemed to get it through his thick skull that you actually developed feelings for him. Being around Sully caused your heart to skip beats and butterflies would flutter around in your stomach.

Sully’s a cockroach when it comes to gold.

Braddock's voice rung through your ears even hours later. You were grateful for Sully saving Nate instead of grabbing his satchel of gold. You always viewed Sully as the 'save himself only' type of guy so his actions today caught you by surprise. The sun went down and Sully would be back toward the hotel soon.

Nate knew how you felt about Sully so he decided to head back early while you and Sully stayed the night at the hotel. Quite ironically, he was busy picking up some Papa John's for a late night snack. You had warned him not to go back after smashing the glass toward the location earlier. When did Sully actually ever listen to you though? He never seemed to get the hint of you having feelings for him.

The cat meowed at the edge of the bed wanting attention. You pet his cat before standing up and opening your bag up. Holding up the golden dress that glimmered along with the lighting, a smile spread along your lips. You were saving the outfit for an undercover mission but you didn't know when you would be alone with Sully again and him actually being in a good mood for once.

Entering the washroom, you pinned your hair up while slipping your clothing off and the golden dress put on afterwards fit your figure perfectly and admired it aswell.

I’m literally in a Papa John’s right now.

You practically screeched when hearing Sully speak through the phone. "Did you uh- butt dial me again? What did Nate say about keeping so many apps open?" You questioned Sully with a chuckle.

Sully proceeded to order the pizza for you two before hearing your voice. "I'll be there in ten." Sully informed, you didn't know who seemed to talk more, you or him.

"You don't need Tinder around tonight..." Mumbling up against the speaker while your cheeks tinted red. "What was that?" He questioned while picking up the pizza and entering his car. "Uh, nothing-" You hung up the phone before giving Sully the chance to answer.

While waiting for his return, you pulled out your makeup pouch and applied some red lipstick along with other makeup that complimented your skin tone.

If we find the gold, we find him too.

You waited patiently at the doorway for Sully to arrive. Pairing your golden dress along with some black combat boots. Heels would be the obvious choice but you were aiming for comfort tonight. Hearing the door knob turn, you jumped up in excitement and ran toward the bed, trying your best to look sexy.

Sully held the pizza in his hands with his phone sitting on top of the box, he nearly dropped both on the floor when seeing you all dressed up just to impress him in hopes that he would now take the hint.

"Wow, Y/N. You look stunning." His eyes wandered along your body briefly, "Really been paying attention to how much I love gold, huh?" You nodded, the smile creeping across your lips again.

"Hey, listen... Sully, I need to tell you something." You sat up on the bed and looked him in the eyes. "Maybe it will be easier to hear when sitting down." You added.

Sully listened and sat down at the edge of the bed beside you. "What is it, Y/N? Did someone steal my stuff again? Wouldn't be the first time." You shook your head at him, "No, silly."

"I... well wanted to tell you that I have had feelings for you quite a long time now. Well... just a few months but-" You were finding it hard to form sentences, actually confessing this to Sully instead of infront of your mirror while alone was different. He was actually here and listening to you, being respectful. What if he doesn't like you? The thoughts starting to make your head spin while sweat started to form on your palms. Great.

"I really really like you, Sully." You eventually got out as his hazel eyes met with yours. He placed his hand on yours, rubbing his thumb up against it before responding. "I really really like you aswell, Y/N. For a long time now but I was nervous because of my reputation with women in the past. I didn't want to ruin something before we even started it, but yes I do have feelings for you."

Sully telling you this felt like a breath of fresh air, he felt the same way toward you. Getting caught up in the moment, you placed your arms on his shoulders while he positioned his arms on your hips and waist.

"Mm, dressed up in gold all for me? I love it, babygirl." Sully teasingly whispered in your ear before placing his lips against yours.

The kiss deepened as you parted your lips for him to enter his tongue in your mouth. The two of you battled for dominance while kissing, twirling your tongues around with one another. A moan escaped your lips at the sudden thought of him using his tongue on you in other ways.

Sully took his lips off yours and took a deep breath. "I must be fantastic at kissing if I already have you moaning." He teased with a wink.

Rolling your eyes at him with a chuckle, you glanced at his lips before looking at all of his other features. "No clue what you're talking about. The pizza is gonna get cold if we wait any longer."

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64 notes - Posted April 28, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Time Flies, Drunk Ties || TWD Drabble

Summary : A normal supply run with Daryl turns into something much more.

Pairing : Fem Reader x Daryl Dixon

Warnings : talk of killing/blood, weapons, drinking, alcohol, unprotected sex, self pleasure, anal, rope play

A/N : This is what happened when the reader/Daryl got drunk together one night. I hope everyone enjoys this. Likes/Reblogs are appreciated. <3 Might be the last thing I write for awhile, my anxiety is bad. Editing requests are open though. Feel free to dm/send in an ask! <3 No stealing my work either! I'm aware that this isn't the best writing ever. There is no exact set timeline for this but roughly based around season 6-7 before Love Bites Back || TWD Drabble.

This morning you were supposed to meet up with Negan but Daryl had insisted on you joining with him on a run for supplies. You didn't really see the point in doing supply runs anymore but it kept Negan happy and he didn't kill as many people when you were around him. Who were you kidding... Negan killed your friends in cold blood directly infront of you.

Packing up the last bit of things before heading out of Alexandria for the day, you grabbed some bottled water, canned goods, and your lucky knives. One could never go wrong with bringing knives. Sure, you had one pistol full on ammo with the crossbow over your shoulder aswell.

Daryl often commented about how long you took when having to leave and actually do something. He waited for you on his motorcycle while you hugged your friends goodbye. With walkers roaming around nearly ever corner along with other dangers, you never knew what goodbye would be your very last.

"Goodbye Rick, I think I'm gonna miss you the most." You grinned up at him gently before setting your hand in his hair and messing with it. His cheeks crinkled up while beginning to smile as he shook his head at you.

"Guess this is payback for messing up your hair that one time." Rick teased, you rolled your eyes up at the man before saying goodbye to Carol.

"I think Pookie over there is starting to catch butterflies in his stomach for you." Glancing back toward the gate, you saw Daryl on his motorcycle while catching a look at you every once in awhile. Both him and Negan caused butterflies in your own stomach, all for different reasons.

"N-no-" Stuttering, you shook your head while staring down at your combat boots. "Daryl doesn't like me that way, does he?" Cheeks growing warm at the thought of Daryl sharing the same feelings as you.

Carol shrugged, "Maybe he does. If you have to ask the question, then the answer is probably yes. Now get goin' before he decides to leave you behind." All jokes aside, you knew that Daryl would never do that.

Making your way toward Daryl, a smile spread along your lips while throwing one leg over his motorcycle along with the other. "Let's get going, slow-poke."

"Mhm, I'm the one that is slow." Daryl responded, two members of Alexandria opened up the gate as you and Daryl went through.

*a few hours later*

"Where are we heading?" Questioning him as you looked around only to see walkers surrounding both sides of the dirt road.

"Straight. Saw an old shack a couple of miles ahead, we'll be safe there for tonight."

Along the way, you and Daryl found food for the others at home and some more water. The most interesting thing the two of you found though was some rope and liqour.

The whole ride seemed rather quiet and long. You were hoping to get more out of today. Sighing loud as you hopped off his motorcycle and went into the shack, Daryl followed close behind you.

"What's wrong now?" Daryl questioned as he raised an eyebrow up at you while resting his back up against some wood.

"Nothing, D... Just- I've been sexually frustrated ever since waking up this morning. Getting off is hard when the only moans you hear are those of the walkers." With a huff, you threw your bag on the ground which caused the beer bottles to roll out along with some rope the two of you found earlier that day.

Daryl glanced up and down at you, trying to make out if you were joking around this time or not. He never grew close to anyone, the only reason he stops by Alexandria is to make sure you are safe and well taken care of.

"Hmm," Daryl hummed as your eyes met with his, "Guess we will have to fix this problem of yours then." Just hearing his southern-accent was enough to make your panties wet.

Things started to become more handsy after downing two beers each. Straddling his clothed thigh, you needed even more friction. "Daryl, please. I want your big D..."

Daryl shook his head, wanting to see how long the whining and begging would be able to go on for but what he didn't know about you was the fact you enjoyed being bratty and getting your way.

Smirk growing across your lips, you rid yourself from the jeans and t-shirt.

"What are ya' gonna do if I touch myself, D? Hmm?" You taunted all while slipping your hand down your panties, beginning to pleasure yourself.

Moments later, the buldge grew even larger in his pants. "Fuck, I've had enough of this." With swift moments, Daryl lifted you up and pinned you against the wall.

"I knew that you were slow."

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🐺 Being MSBY's Manager 🐺

MSBY Being Protective of Miss Manager

MSBY x Female Manager

Warnings: Swearing, Protective men

AN: This is part 2 of an anon request!

🌠 Please Like, Reblog and/or Share to help support my writing 🌠

I'm not sure how you manage YN

Literally this is essentially high paid babysitting

MSBY might be professionals but they are anything but professional

All of these boys are petty

First off, you are absolutely gorgeous 😍

Literally breathtaking 👏🏻 👏🏻 👏🏻

You walk into a room and all eyes go to you

But you are also an amazing manager!

Beyond capable and perfect for the job

You know how to encourage Bokuto

How to keep Hinata from hurting himself

How to keep Atsumu's ego in check

How to talk to Sakusa 🤣

Literally you are the teams go to lady!

Meian is so thankful you exist

Literally he is so exhausted 😩

Imagine dealing with Hinata, Bokuto AND Atsumu in one day 😅

My brains hurting just thinking about it

But never fear, we have YN 🙌🏻

Barnes and Tomas tease you relentlessly for your height

Even if you were their height, they'd still tease you

Barnes says your pocket sized 🥺

Besties with Libero Inunaki

Seriously I get the best vibes from all the Liberos

You two send memes and have all the inside jokes

The guys absolutely adore you YN

However 👀 there is one teeny tiny issue

They may, during certain situations be extremely... well protective 😬

Even Sakusa

You are THEIR Manager YN

So when the Schweiden Adlers come for a game 👀

Welp let's just say, things get... interesting

First off, team captain for the Adlers, Hirugami, immediately tries to recruit you to the Adlers

It does not go well...

Meian is there in .03 seconds 😅

"YN is he bothering you?"- Meian 😑

"Umm no..."- you 👀

Hirugami 👉🏻😏

After leaving that horribly awkward scenario, you wander over to the bench where you notice a certain someone has dropped his towel

You 👉🏻 "hey you dropped this Hoshiumi" 😊

Hoshiumi 👉🏻 "thanks YN! You are so sweet"

Hinata and Bokuto 👉🏻😳🤨 🏃‍♂️ 🏃‍♂️

"YN!! Come set for me!!"- Bokuto

"AND ME"👉🏻 Hinata

"Ummm ok... do you want to come Hoshiumi?"

Hoshiumi👉🏻 "I'd lo-"

"Shouldn't you be practicing with your own team and manager"- Bokuto 😤

"Oh wait you don't have a manager! Come on YN"- Hinata

Hinata will literally drag you away ✋️

Ok then 😐

After you manage to get the two idiots under control, you go to take your jacket off

No way it doesn't get hot in the gym with all the sweaty men

Que all the ogling at YN removing her jacket 🙄

Barnes is literally going to block anyone from seeing you in your t-shirt

Like you were just stripping in the middle of practice or something 🤦‍♀️

On your way back from filling up the water bottles, you accidently run into the back of the stoic tree known as Ushiwaka

He literally grabs you around the waist and stops you from falling over

🥵🥵🥵

"Be careful there YN!"

"Oh Ushijima, I'm so sorry"- you ☺️

Before you can even process that Ushiwaka is touching you, Sakusa is behind you

Just looming

Literally his eyes are like 😐😑

"You can let YN go Ushijima"- Sakusa

"I'm just making sure she's steady"- Ushijima

"She's fine"- Sakusa 😑

🌳 🐜 🌳

That's how you look right now, a freaking ant in a forest of trees

"Thanks Ushijima!"- you

Ushijima reluctantly let's you go 😅

Sakusa just glares as you walk away 🙃

Ok this is fun

These boys are all silently fighing over you and you have no clue 🤪

Must be rough YN

However the final tip of the scale occurs when Kageyama seeks you out and asks you to toss for him 😃

That act alone is so triggering for Atsumu

You are only allowed to toss for HIM

"I can toss for you Kageyama"- You 🥰

"Ok just stand over here"- Kageyama, grabbing your hips and situating you

Suddenly you are literally thrown over Atsumu's shoulders and hauled away

"Nope! No freaking way!"- Atsumu

"What the heck Atsumu? I was helping Kageyama!"- You, literally a sack of flour

Atsumu will caveman haul you to his side or the net and put you down before boring holes in Kageyama's head

Kageyama has no clue what just happened

He just wanted your help

You glare at Atsumu 😑

"I can toss for both of you!"- you, being extremely logical

🌠 No 🌠 - Atsumu

He puts you down ans then situates you where he wants you

He does it in a very dramatic way, touching you whenever possible just to make a point 🙄

He's essentially staking his claim

There is literally no reason for their behavior

There is more than enough YN to go around

That sounded so dirty 😅

Just give in YN, there is no reasoning with crazy 😜

[undercoverwizardfanfiction]

Guys I need a minute.

No ones in trouble, i promise. If you were I would of already sent you a message. No one here atleast. We’ve all seen the posts about supporting writers and artists by reblogging, liking and leaving comments which is absolutely true. It is helpful and it’s good for our hearts

*but*

when we ask for this stuff, that is not permission to harass us with updates or overbearing comments.

Example:

“OMFFFFFG I NEED YOU TO UPDATE THIS STORY RIGHT NOW OR ILL DIE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE”

“HEY YOUR ART MAKES ME FART CAN YOU DRAW MY SHIP PLEASEE OMG ITD MAKE ME SOOSOSOEO HAPPY”

“update 😺”

it’s been a year 😡

“You haven’t updated in forever what gives? This is why no one likes your stuff any more uwu”

Comments like these are harmful to creators. We don’t feel encouraged when we read comments like these it just discourages us and sometimes makes us regret doing the piece in the first place. Cause in case you forgot, we do this stuff for free. On top of our already hectic lives. School, jobs, families. Some of us even go through crisis’s which are bad enough when you’re getting the same harassing comment ten times from the same person

So please, if you want to be encouraging of creators take a moment and ask yourself “is this comment going to cause mental harm?” a good example of a comment would be:

“Hey you’re story is great! I loved “‘this this and this’ keep up the good work!”😊😊

“Good job”

“-insert essay about why you loved the story- sorry for the long post 🥺 happy creating!”

even essays are fine if you’re not being toxic. Being excited for a story or art piece for it is fine just don’t let it become toxic against the creator you’re trying to encourage.

in short

Dont:

Threaten the creator

Harass the creator

Bully

Repost

Send the same comment ten times

Act like the creator owes you anything

Try to make the creator make you free content

be a dick

Do

Leave kind comments

follow

leave likes

leave long essays about what you liked about the chapter

reblog

commission if you can

make fan art or fan writing if you can so long as it doesn’t hurt the creator or make them uncomfortable

be supportive if the creator has to take a step back due to personal problems or just decided this is a project they no longer have interest in

[wint3r-h3art]

💡 idk if I’m submitting this request right, but I’ve always wanted to know what happened after “don’t look at me like that” 🥺

Not Deserving of You | Shangqi x Reader

A/N: OOOOOF baby girl, I hope you're ready!! For those that don't know, this drabble will be the final conclusion to this fic here. I didn't intend to make an ending because I figure it's going to be sad, but fuck it, WE'RE DOING IT! Any comment and reblogs are highly encourage and appreciated! Please let me know how you feel!

Warning: Angst, self-loathing, cheating, just overall sad shits with a happy ending.

World count: 2.0K

It has been ten months since you last spoke to Shangqi. You know what you said to him that night was dumb, but your pride gets the best of you. Despite your words, he has been texting you non-stop, apologizing to you for what he said. After a couple of weeks, he took the hints, and the texting stop altogether. You’re still following each on social media of course. Some nights, you’ll scroll through his Instagram, looking at the little bits and pieces he posted about himself. Other than that, you’ve been like a ghost to him. It’s not something that you’re proud of, but God you really can’t face him anymore.

“Are you sure you want to do this, Miss?”

You look up from your hands to your lawyer. You fiddle at your now empty ring finger, your teeth digging into your bottom lips before you nod. Your lawyer nod and explains to you the next step on filing for divorce from your husband. You barely listen to him as scenes of your husband kissing another woman from the cafe replaying over and over again in your head. Weirdly enough, you weren’t hurt at the fact. It’s almost comical in a way that you seem to not care if he’s fucking another woman.

After all, you’re thinking of another man when he was fucking you.

In the back of your fucked up mind, you know that your husband knows it all along that you’ve never truly loved him. Perhaps it was the way your eyes seem to come alive whenever you speak of your Shangqi, or perhaps it was the way you couldn’t stop talking about him...

Your marriage was doomed from the beginning anyway, so what good did it do trying to hide the fact that you’re still in love with your best friend. Try as you might, you love Shangqi so deeply.

“I will fax this over to his lawyer later today…Are you sure you’ll be ok?”

You nod with a small smile. “I’ll be fine. It’s a long time coming to be honest, so this is a huge step for me.”

Your lawyer nod. “Of course. If you need anything, please don’t hesitate to contact me.”

You nod before bidding the older man goodbye. A part of you feel relief, but at what cost if you have no one to celebrate it with. Katy is on a vacation in Macau right now...and Shangqi...well…

“Y/N?”

You suddenly forgot how to breathe momentarily when you hear that familiar voice calling out your name. A floodgate of memories from that night comes rushing into you, filling you with shame and regret as you turn to look at him for the first time in ten months. Your heart skips a beat the moment your gaze meets his. Has it been that long that you decided to cut him off ? You feel like you’re choking as he slowly approaches you. You want to run, perhaps just to hide that shame from him, you can’t seem to make your feet move. They seem to plant themself on the concrete sidewalk as he’s not a few feet away from you.

“It’s you isn’t it?”

“Hi,” is all you manage to say to him. Shangqi can feel the awkwardness between the two of you, but being who he is, Shangqi pretends as if nothing ever happened of course. He smiles at you just like the old-time, and that right there is where it makes you want to cry.

You really don’t deserve him.

“Hey, how have you been? It’s been like forever isn’t it?”

You take a deep breath and try to muster a smile despite the tears that threaten to fall as you gaze up at his handsome face.

“I’m alright,” you say weakly as you adjust the strap of your purse. Shangqi’s eyes quickly notice your empty ring finger.

“Do you want to grab a cup of coffee or something? At least to catch up….you can obviously say no of course. I know you--”

“I’d like that,” you cut him off. Your sad smile seems to confirm what he’s thinking already, but he knows not to pry. He’d rather let you tell him yourself.

**********************

You and Shangqi sit quietly. It’s only been three minutes of silence, yet it feels longer. Your hand clutches onto the warm cup of latte as he just sits and stares at his black coffee. You know he notices the missing rings on your fingers. You wish that he’d bring it up to get it over with. Perhaps he’ll laugh in your face about it before saying ‘I told you so’. That would probably hurt less than this awkward silence.

“Are you been eating well?”

You look up from your cup and watch how uncomfortable he’s feeling just to ask you this simple question.

“Just ask me about it.” You watch his dark brows pull into a confused expression. You sigh and say it again. “Just ask me why I’m not wearing my wedding rings anymore. I know you’re wondering about it. So just ask me.”

“It’s not my business,” he says quietly. “I don’t have any right to ask you that anymore.”

You want to laugh then, but refrain from doing it. “Are you happy now that I’m divorcing my husband?”

You cannot hide the bitterness and the resentment in your voice. It sort of comes out without a warning. You know it’s not fair to take it out on him, but God you just want him to care. Even just a little bit and you’ll be ok.

“Why would I be happy?”

“It’s what you wanted isn’t it?”

Shangqi chews at his lower lip as he stares down at his hand now. “Just because I don’t want you to be with him, it doesn’t mean that I want you to be hurt by him.”

“What if I told you that I wasn’t hurt by him...what if I told you that divorcing him may be the easiest decision of my life?”

Millions of questions pop up in his head as he looks at you. Confusion paints his expression as he’s trying to decipher what you just said.

“I wasn’t hurt at all when I saw him with another woman, believe it or not. In a way, I was relieved...to know that I’m not the only shitty person in our marriage. I was ashamed of feeling what I was feeling, but after that exact moment, I felt nothing. It’s going to sound selfish, but I needed that as an excuse to leave him. And now I get what I want, I supposed.”

“Why are you telling me all of this?”

You shrug. “I’m not sure. Maybe I need someone to listen to.”

“I thought you don’t want me in your life anymore.”

You look at him in the eyes now. “It doesn’t stop you from reaching out to me. You could have ignored me earlier, but you didn’t.” Shangqi lips thin into a straight line. You know him way too well. “I am sorry for that night,” you say finally. “It was stupid to say all of those things to you. I know it’s not fair now, but I do regret it these days. I just couldn’t bring myself to return your call…”

“I’m sorry too.” Now it’s your turn to frown and look at him with a confused look as he continues. “I know for a long time that you liked me. I just wasn’t ready to look at your romantically. You have been the best thing that ever happened in my life, and I still managed to screw up. After you got married, I realized that, and by then it was too late”

“Aren’t you even remotely angry with me?” you ask then.

“Do you want me to be angry with you?”

You take a deep breath and let out a long, shaky sigh. Tears are brimming in your eyes now. “Goddammit, Shangqi, why do you have to be a good person? Every time I do something that should make you hate me, you don’t. You just forgive me and pretend like nothing ever happened. It’s not fair.”

“What do you want me to do?”

“I don’t know,” you choke as you sob now. You don’t even care anymore if the cafe patrons are not staring at both of you. “I just want you to at least yell at me and tell me what a horrible person I am. I just want you to be mad at me so then I know for damn sure that I am a shitty friend to you.”

“You know I’m not going to do that. You’ve already gone through enough. You don’t need me to add on to your plate anymore.” you stare at him speechless before you’re full on crying with your head in your hand. God, you feel like shit, and the fact that he’s nothing but good to you, only makes this worst. Then you can feel his arm wrap around you as he tuck your head under his chin. “There’s no point of hurting you when you’ve done enough of that yourself.”

“I don’t deserve you.”

“No, you do. You deserve me very much,” he coos as he rubs your back up and down in soothing motions. “I am as shitty and as selfish as you are, so I have no right to be mad at you.”

“What are you even saying?” you look up with your tears-streaking face.

“I didn’t want you to be happy with him. Every night I pray to the universe for some bad shit to happen to him...It’s a horrible thing to wish upon anyone, but I was jealous. I was envious of him that he manage to have you. I guess, the universe returns my prayer…” he chuckles dryly. “Now do you understand why I can’t blame you for it?” You blink at him and nod weakly. “I was surprised of course that you divorced him so soon, but you know I’m very happy--actually I’m fucking ecstatic. And to even know that he didn’t hurt you only makes what i’m feeling valid.”

You stare at each other for a long time before you both starts laugh. “We’re such horrible people.”

“Are we though? He’s the one that cheated on you?”

“Yeah, well I feel like it’s because i’m not emotionally available for him.”

Shangqi nods. “Can’t blame you though. I do like it better when you’re with me. He’s turning you into this pretentious person…”

“It was the rings. It was too much for my liking, to be honest.”

“Don’t forget his car. He’s never shut up about it. God, I hate that guy.”

Both of you now laughing. “I miss this,” you say softly as he pulls you closer to him.

“I do too,” he says softly. “When will it be ok for us...you know…”

“Us what?” you ask, clearly not knowing where he’s going with this.

Shangqi huffs. “When can we start dating officially?”

The question catches you off guard that you find yourself speechless for a second. “I--Uh, we should wait till the divorce is finalized.”

“Oh, right. I’m sorry.”

“No, no you’re fine. I just wasn’t expecting you to actually want to be with me after all the shits I’ve done to you.”

“Sometimes you just gotta forgive and move on. I’m not a saint myself, but I know damn well that you deserve someone better than him...I also want to make up on all the lost time...Think of it as a do-over for us.”

For a brief moment there you feel happy for the first time in a long time. Somehow it’s comforting to know that he still want you. “What did I do to deserve you?”

Shangqi laughs. “I’m not sure, but maybe that one time you took care of me when I was sick...I guess I’ve fallen into that trap since then.” You both laugh before he leans in and kiss you sweetly on your lips. “I don’t mind getting stuck in this trap either. Actually, I really like the view here.”

[oloreaa]

That anon made me so angry. You don't need to write anything. It's a privilege to even get to read your works. You do that because you love to write and you want to share your content with the world. Your content is up to you. Smut isn't needed in every fic, it often bogs down or takes away from the story as a whole. Just because two characters aren't banging on every surface doesn't mean they don't have a deep and meaningful connection. Your work is amazing as is. You're amazing as your are. I'm sorry that anon said hateful things, they had no right.

I don't have the right words to answer now, but I want to thank you for your lovely words🥺 I'm so glad to have someone as supportive as you are, it means the world to me!

I'm gonna be honest, personally I'm completely fine with smut, and I encourage everyone to write what they want to, especially since smut is a really good way to safely explore your preferences and it takes a lot of talent to make it sound good. People can read and write what they want to, and it's completely fine.

But it's just becoming very frustrating when it's almost required for literally everything, especially when you want to get reblogs.

Anyways, thank you so much for your words, I appreciate them so much, please stay safe and I hope you had a nice day!

[adi06lena]

Y/n: sup bitch!

Natasha: hi whore!

*both skip away off to do lover things*

Steve: I- I just don’t get it??

Yelena: yea you never will icicle… *squeezes Steve’s shoulder* and that’s okay

[adi06lena]

*At the avengers compound*

*Natasha, on the phone with Y/n after a haircut*

Natasha: I like the length plus It suites me

Y/n: as long as I can still pull on it I’m good natty

Natasha: I’m on speaker baby

Y/n: fuck

[adi06lena]

*Y/n answers really hard question*

*tony is shocked*

Y/n: y’know I’m not just looks💅

Y/n: some people CAN have it all

Natasha: omg Y/n-