#so sly so stealthy

[twst-the-night-away]

to a fashion show (Savvy and Rose head to a super swanky fashion show to do some studying for the Film Appreciation club!! ;3)

"Goodness ... I guess knowing Vil Schoenheit has its perks."

Savvy and Rose found their seats in the front row, laps full of bags of freebies and purchases.

"Let's see what we have here." Savvy went through her bag. "I think we've gotten like, twenty different perfume and lotion samples alone, fifteen business cards, six promotional water bottles, five promotional hand sanitizers, so many little labeled boxes of mints, a checkered Plaisantin scarf for Joker because she asked so sweetly, uh ..."

Savvy looked up at Rose and grinned slyly. She could see a shy blush creeping up her friend's cheeks.

"And how many times were you asked to be a model?"

Rose giggled and held up seven fingers.

"Oh, it had to be more times than that." She leaned over. "You didn't accept any of them, did you?"

Rose shook their head firmly. They reached into their own bag and pulled out a T-shirt, then held it up over their chest.

"Yeah, and we got a few of those, too! We'll be smelling good and in style for a long time." Savvy giggles. "And. Well. We're here for Vil, but you can't lie that it wasn't nice to get first pick of the season's new offerings?"

Rose beamed, nodding quickly. Their face suddenly shifted to an expression of surprise, and they held up a hand. Speaking of which!

"What is it, hon?" Savvy leaned over, watching curiously as Rose dug through their bag. Finally, they pulled out a pair of little boxes, and handed one to Savvy.

"Rose. You didn't get me a gift?"

Rose nodded again, freckles nearly glowing with glee. Savvy cooed and leaned over, giving them a big hug even before opening the box.

You don't even know what it is!

"I already know it'll be fabulous."

Savvy carefully opened the box, and gasped when she pushed aside the tissue paper. It was a little silver bracelet with charms of both strawberries and strawberry flowers dangling from it.

"Ohhhhh, Rose, this is the cutest! ... Don't tell me yours is matching?"

Rose nodded, opening their own box so they could put their own bracelet on. Savvy bounced in her seat, nearly giddy.

"Rose! This means we're besties, you know that, right? I'll have to spoil you next time around. But it'll be when you least expect it." Savvy winked and held out her wrist, so Rose could help her put her bracelet on.

"Here, let's get a quick pic of them before the show starts!"

[signedeclipse]

I would like to order a headcanon x hashiras reader (please include giyu) where the reader has the natural gift of blending in perfectly with the environment, in addition to being able to move silently and be a quiet person, so much so that she can go unnoticed by the vast majority of people, and sometimes it ends up scaring other people because they didn't realize she was there or because they forgot about her, as if she were a ghost. She is also a sweet, soft, caring, and kind person.

Giyuu | Muichiro | Obanai [X Reader]

In which their hashira s/o is able to perfectly disappear in any environment, and sneaks up on them from time to time.

Giyuu

He used to think it was him that everyone looked over, missed, forgot, until he remembered you existed too

You'd been a hashira longer than him, but he only found out about you a year after he became one

Yes, you'd been to every meeting

Yes, he'd spoken to you at several

Probably feels the most guilty about not noticing you, even if he knows you do it on purpose

Ties ribbons around his fingers, writes notes to himself, anything so he at least remembers to spend that extra second it takes to notice you

Sometimes he worries that if you are in danger, he will gloss over you because of your aura

You do your best to reassure him that if you were really in pain you'd be screaming and crying until he showed up

Asks that you tug his sleeve when you arrive in a room with him so he can acknowledge you

Muichiro

This duo is broken

You disappear even in a small group, as if always blending in despite being right there

Even just the two of you, he might struggle to remember you are right there next to him

He remembers very vividly that he is in love with someone, and he recalls your name and face, but it takes him awhile to match the information

Sometimes when you go to hold his hand, he pulls it away

" I have a fiance. "

" I am your fiance! "

" ...Oh, why didn't you say so? "

Sometimes it freaks him out when he is telling you about his mission and you fill in the details as if you had been there

" I was there! "

Obanai

Obanai is one of the most stealthy Hashira, he used to be the most, until he found out you'd been there just as long as he had

Plays off that he never noticed you and acts as if he totally knew the whole time

Yeah! He just didn't think you deserved to be acknowledged if you wanted to act so sly

This is easily combated by the fact that the next day you scare the hell out of him by calling his name from right behind him while he's hiding out

Easily the only person to have scared him enough to stumble, and he is damned glad no one was around to see it or else he'd of had to make quick work of you

With his and his snake's eyes, he is one of the few people who can find you or catch you

When you end up together, Kuburamaru will be sent to hang around your neck or cling to you, since he can easily communicate with and find his snake in a large crowd

" Just because you want to be hidden doesn't mean I'll let you. "

Authors Note - it's alittle simple but I tried to get a clever remark or two in there! Thank you for requesting and please enjoy!

Notice - All characters depicted have been changed to be 18 or older, and wil be written and depicted as such.

[izvmimi]

cw: literally just smut. minors dni.

“Like what you see?”

Kyojuro has issues with volume control, that you know very well, but the tone of his voice is lower now, sultry even, as he stands before you. Naturally brazen, he stands confidently before you, and his physique looks nothing short of that of a Greek god, enough that you’re too busy keeping saliva from pooling in your throat to reply back with something witty, lest you choke on your own drool. 

You let your head shake once then smile as you slip off your own nightdress. It’s not the first time you’ve done this, and by this, you mean the two of you meeting together under the cover of night, allowing him to slip into your quarters and then inside you as stealthy as he does. Every time still manages to set you ablaze a little bit more. He’s a feast for the eyes as he moves closer, until you’re just as bare as he is and far easier to consume.

The first kiss is quick and passionate, building rapidly - he practically scoops you in his arms, barely able to contain his excitement, as if you’ve been apart for years, not days. 

And he burns hot as his body presses against you, nipping at your lips, breasts, stomach, thighs with every kiss. 

“You’re so good for me,” he murmurs. He’s eager with the touching of your body, grabbing handfuls of you by the minute, hair and naked flesh.

Your thighs tighten around his waist as he kisses all of your body; your back arches, and he kisses your neck before letting his fingers intertwine with yours -

before pressing in and making you gasp, before making space for himself in the heat of your body, before drinking up your moans.

Kyojuro thrusts, fast then slow, hips snapping at a determined but responsive pace, attentive to the ways your pupils dilate and your jaw slackens, and to when your sighs deepen. His hand finds its way up your throat right at the moment where he can see you about to tip, where you’re teetering between want and release, and it’s at that point that his fingers tighten firmly around your throat.

“Kyo-” his name escapes your lips just barely and he bids you to come with a sly grin on his face, and you do, with wet, sticky pulses around his cock.

He fucks you through them as your eyes roll back in your head, ready to give you so much more.

[libraincarnate]

astrology notes: 11 🌊

quick note: i'm absolutely not an astrologer. these are just a collection of some observations, thoughts, theories, and personal experiences. above all this is just for fun. lastly, these may or may not apply to you but you might find something to be true about your friends, family, or lover. enjoy!

✿ aquarius in the 1st house (composite): people may be surprised to you see two together as a couple. this can be because you don’t look like you’d be attracted to each other or because your personalities are different. maybe you guys have been friends before so your families/mutual friends didn’t see it coming. and perhaps you & your partner didn’t expect it either and it came as a surprise, something unexpected. a friends to lovers type of relationship. and although people may be surprised at your relationship they may see that the two of you get along really well, probably always laughing and talking to each other.

✿ neptune in the 2nd house: these natives may have recurring moments where they lose money or it just suddenly disappears even though they’re certain they remember exactly where they put it. may also experience money missing from their financial accounts.

✿ lilith in the 2nd house: can indicate someone who is sneaky, stealthy, & sly like a fox, good at stealing things and rarely getting caught. probably have a history of stealing and could have been doing this since they were young.

✿ lilith in the 3rd house: may have road rage and can be someone who doesn’t respect the traffic signs nor traffic lights. the type to make a u-turn when they’re not supposed to, run a red light, or go above the speeding limit. possibly the types that got into fights in their earlier years in school.

✿ lilith in the 4th house: may be embarrassed or ashamed of their family or their mother in particular. they may not like it when people come over their house and especially do not feel comfortable inviting their friends/partner over. their family may be overbearing, lacking social awareness, vulgar, messy, etc. this placement kind of reminds me of elizabeth and her family, the Bennets, from the movie pride and prejudice (2005 version).

✿ there are so many factors to look at considering your appearance in astrology. i have the features of my rising sign and although im not a libra rising, i’m very libra/venus dominant. i’m a libra sun/venus, my sun is at 7° (libra degree), i also have a libra stellium in my natal chart and in multiple persona charts, it just goes on and on. with that being said, i have dimples and so many freckles, beauty marks, and birth marks all over my body and basically on every body part. so don’t just look to your rising sign. check your dominant planet/sign, your venus sign, the degree of your rising/venus sign, your ascendant/venus persona chart, along with any planets in your 1st house because they can all have an influence on your appearance.

✿ when it comes to words, i’ve noticed that gemini tends to double check the definitions of words to make sure they're using it correctly. they like to expand their vocabulary and using that vocabulary in their day to day speech or to appear smart & they talk a lot, more extroverted. virgo tends to be more pedantic, correcting others for an error in pronunciation/spelling, there’s an emphasis on on grammar and they may flash their impressive vocabulary to show you how stupid you sound, at work/business meetings, or when they’re being sarcastic. they're both ruled by mercury, but i think geminis like to talk more than virgos. virgos appear bashful and quiet/introverted but they have their moments when they are feeling talkative.

✿ sun in the 4th house: these natives may stand out in their family in some way. their skin tone may be lighter than the rest, may be the smartest one, the tallest one, the popular one.

if you have siblings with sun in the 4th you might get compared to them a lot, people/your family highlights the qualities that your sibling has which are the ones you don’t have or maybe they point out how they’re better than you at certain things.

✿ chiron in the 4th house: may have felt like an ugly duckling, an outcast in your family, like you don’t fit in. omg just thought of meg from family guy as i was typing this. could have been treated like cinderella was by her stepfamily.

✿ aquarius moon: may enjoy or find comfort in watching wholesome videos or reading/listening to wholesome stories or news reports. the ones with acts of kindness & generosity, humans treating each other the way they should, the ones that “restore your faith in humanity.”

✿ people with gemini or aries placements tend to be impulsive or quick to react, especially with aries who can be intense & temperamental, or someone who is uranus dominant who can be quite unpredictable and capricious. but if you have pluto in the 1st house you may have great self control. you might be livid or scared on the inside but you have a poker face on the outside. this doesn’t mean you don’t react but you delay the reaction, you wait a little longer to see how things develop and decide whether a reaction is warranted or not.

✿ libras appreciate manners & respectful people so they may not be a fan of cursing and vulgar language. this is contrary to their sister/opposite sign aries who probably curses often and uses indecent words when talking. for libras it makes them cringe, for aries it can be a form of verbal, emotional, and self-expression.

✿ pisces love it when it rains. they find it soothing & dulcet. the change in atmosphere is something they can really feel & it’s comforting. they’re the types to listen to sad music when they’re sad, so the gray skies & dark clouds only makes everything better. taking a walk or being outside on the porch or balcony as it rains can be refreshing & purifying for pisces. laying in bed cuddling or falling asleep to the raindrops feels like bliss.

^ meanwhile sun dominants may hate it when it rains because the atmosphere looks too gloomy & dismal to them. and things could get windy, muddy & messy which makes them want to avoid going outside altogether.

✿ lilith in gemini: these individuals are quick thinkers & are good with words, they know how to be persuasive which makes them good liars, they can create clever lies on the spot. while this can make them appear untrustworthy, for these natives lying could have been a surviving mechanism. they may have been subject to tense, controlling, and traumatic environments & people and this could have made them feel like they couldn’t be themselves nor speak their truth. doing so may have resulted in more pain and suffering and to avoid or at least reduce that, they turned to lying to protect themselves.

✿ netpune in the 8th house: probably aren’t afraid of death and may even look forward to going to the other side (i’m not talking about suicidal thoughts). or they might wish to die in their sleep when the time has come. they may have a tendency to imagine gruesome things like strange/dark creatures & they might experience vivid nightmares that feel real. would probably be really good at creating morbid art.

✿ scorpio mars/venus: may be mean to their partner, not really in a serious way but in a teasing way. but trust me, underneath the little attitudes & the teasing they are in loveee. they care for their partners so deeply and just want to drown in them.

✿ moon in the 7th house: they don’t like when people are mad at them or when there’s strife in their relationships. it makes them feel emotionally uncomfortable which can lead to the native worrying and obsessively thinking about what went wrong. they’ll try to talk it out, perform acts of kindness, or other things to get the person to forgive them or to resolve any issues. this is another placement that may be too forgiving or tolerant in relationships as well.

✿ cancer: may be a very patriotic individual and so they may have the desire to go to war or fight for their homeland/country in some way like getting into politics for the sake of their country. they may feel a strong connection to their family, their background/history, and the land their family came from. could be the type to rep their flag and culture loud and proud. may want to give back to their country or the people there. tradition is important and they plan on keeping family/cultural traditions alive and/or even creating some of their own.

✿ 6th house synastry: gather around the fireplace my loves, were gunna talk about this synastry because often times it’s either disregarded, underappreciated, or seen as ominous. because of this i’ll mainly be talking about the positives and the favorable possibilities. warning, this is section is lowkey long af.   with 6th house synastry you get a feel for how well a person can fit into your life. because the 6th house has to do with daily life, routines, and schedules, this is such an important aspect in a relationship. the person you have 6th house synastry with could possibly think you make their daily life so much better. and if you are apart of their daily life, then there’s potential for you to be a big part of their life or to be in their life for many years. this doesn’t automatically mean this person will be a co-worker, employee, or employer, but if you can see, interact with, and develop relationships with the people you work with on a pretty daily basis for years, even 10+, then the same can apply to the those who aren’t co-workers, etc. but you still have 6th house synastry with them.

who knows, animals may bring you two together. could meet at the dog park, the vet, at an animal shelter or pet store. you guys may get pets together and it could feel like that pet is apart of your relationship/family. perhaps you two met at the hospital/doctor’s office, or when you happened to visit their place of work.

this person may look forward to seeing or speaking to you everyday. you can become apart of their routine, your presence can feel so natural that it feels like something is missing or different when you’re not around, when they haven’t heard from you, when you didn’t go out for your daily coffee together, when you miss dinner, when you’re traveling or away from home they can really feel it and miss you.

schedules are also important, such as work schedules. with unfavorable planets and aspects they might work a night shift but you may work a morning shift, or somehow your schedules clash. or sleeping schedules which can determine the rest of your day. for example they may be a night owl and you may be an early bird which means you may not get to sleep with each other often, can eat breakfast at different times, while you feel the most productive and energized they may feel the least productive or they’re just trying to unwind. almost functioning on different time zones.

but with favorable planets and aspects and such, this can bring so much harmony, connection, and understanding to the relationship. things flow. those moments when you’re sleeping together, get to just spend hours in bed, cuddling, making/having breaskfast together, knowing exactly what they like to eat, doing your morning/night routines together. a lot of the things are in the details but they’re still significant and can contribute to forming a bond. there’s more time to spend together and wanting to be near each other either doing something together or on your own but still next to each other. there’s a sense of familiarity and comfort.

there’s so much care and attention in 6th house synastry. your partner wants to put you at ease, making sure you’re okay, that you’ve eaten, you’re in a good mood. they’re supportive. they remember the important and little things about you. your likes and dislikes. you know those games where you and your partner answer questions about each other/your relationship? you guys would probably be good at that. when you’re sick they wanna do anything they can to help and alleviate your pain & discomfort. the type to never wanna leave your side until you’re well again. your well-being is a priority for them.

the 6th house is ruled by virgo which is ruled by mercury and the 6th house relates to the conscious mind as well. so with 6th house synastry, you may be someone that’s always on their mind, they find themselves thinking about you throughout the day. wondering what you’re doing, how you’re doing, the next time you’ll hang out, how much they love you, etc.

if i’m not mistaken, the 6th house also considers the physical body. so if positive placements and aspects in the 1st house can indicate good physical attraction and sexual tension/chemistry because of physical appearance, then why can’t this apply to the 6th house if it relates to the physical body? i’m not saying the 1st and 6th house are the same, but different houses do have similar themes. with that being said, sex can also be a big part of your relationship. for a lot couples, sex is important and even a deal breaker. this doesn’t necessarily have to do with one’s performance in bed but rather the sexual experience as a whole and how they connect with each other during the act. for a lot of people sex is more than just sex and in the 6th house this can be a daily/frequent thing. might like showering together. and because 6th house is the house of service, depending on the signs/planets in the 6th house there can be a dom/sub type of dynamic, not just in sex though. your partner may be more dominant or have submissive traits in the way they approach life and go about doing things.

going back to the physical body, there’s exercising, may together & perhaps helping each other stay healthy and on top things. there’s self-improvement here but in synastry there can be improvement and progress within the relationship too. creating common goals, creating plans with each other and if you’re doing these things together, surely you must see them in your life in the future. 6th house also talks about habits and you might be a good habit, something that is so good for them and their life, possibly even addicting or healing. with taurus in the 6th you can make them feel grounded and you bring stability to their life. with leo in the 6th you can bring fun, a burst of energy or happiness to their everyday life.

if they’re headed out to the store, food shopping, running errands or whatever, they might want you to come with them and you guys can have fun doing simple things like that. the type of partner that might be sitting with you or watching you while you put your makeup on/get dressed, helping you choose an outfit. don’t forget, acts of service is considered a love language for a reason! and relationships don't only consist of romance, going on dates all the time, staring in each other's eyes saying i love you every 4 seconds (hey scorpio 😘😂), but there's a more realistic & practical side as well.

mars in the 6th can bring passion, sex, desire, and determination. your partner can be a source of motivation. and i get that mars is a malefic planet, but every planet/sign can come with pros and cons whether it be benefic or malefic, and there are also favorable/unfavorable aspects, retrograde planets, etc.

venus in the 6th can bring affection, beauty, attention, love/romance, and pleasure. they may also help you with your self-love. acts of service may be a primary love language but remember signs matters to. with taurus venus it may be acts of service + physical touch.

or with gemini venus it may be acts of service + words of affirmation.

moon in the 6th here can bring an emotional connection, considering their feelings and what’s meaningful to your partner, someone who relieves your stress. may help you cope with your emotions in better ways.

plus, the 6th house won’t be the only house with planets in it. so having a synastry chart with 6th house energy coupled with that 8th house synastry ya’ll love, or even 5th house or 7th house energy may be really nice to have.

i see 6th house synastry described as unromantic and while i agree that the themes of the 6th house aren’t related to love, i still see it as a house with themes that can establish a very good foundation for a relationship and it can help develop a bond, and greatly contribute to intimacy and a close connection.

if you read the whole 6th house synastry section here’s an extra heart for you ♥︎, because you really read all that lol. i appreciate you! but hopefully this was helpful, encouraging, and i hope this brought a sweet & supportive perspective to this synastry.

if you read this until the end i hope you enjoyed it & thank you so much for reading. ♥︎♥︎♥︎, those hearts are for you.

[dulcesiabits]

sacred are these hands of yours.

summary: Mhin interrupts your outing with Vere, for reasons they don’t understand.

notes: 921 words, drabble, fluff, jealousy, Vere makes some innuendoes, spoilers for/reference to the demo

The problem with you, Mhin thinks, is that you were the sun.

Someone that burns their eyes if they look at you for too long. Someone that brings all the dark creatures in the city scrambling for a piece of your warmth. Someone who, for whatever damned reason, lets Vere drape himself over you like a fur scarf, his face much too close as he whispers something inane in your ear.

Whoever you decide to call a friend is your own business. But it’s hard for Mhin to tear their eyes away when Vere is hugging you like a– like a lover, his arms tangled around your torso. The two of you were in public, but you didn’t seem to mind at all. In fact, you throw back your head and laugh at something Vere says, which causes his tail to swish pleasedly.

It’s not as if there’s something strange about intimacy. This is hardly the raunchiest thing that has ever graced the public streets of Eridia. But something about the way Vere leans his head against you. Something about the way you pat his shoulder affectionately. Something about the fact it’s Vere by your side, with his flirtations and effortless charm, easy with people in a way they could never be.

Something about that makes their stomach turn. You have bad taste, they decide. Terrible taste.

Whatever business they have can wait; it’s their job, isn’t it, to make sure Monsters and Soulless aren’t plaguing the streets? So this has nothing to do with you personally. You were nothing more than someone they have established an uneasy alliance with, and they couldn’t have you jeopardizing their plans by consorting with a Monster.

They’re halfway across the street before they realize it. Vere’s ears prick up at their footsteps, despite their attempts to be stealthy.

“Mhin,” he greets with a sly smile, tossing his head. “Care to join us? I don’t mind taking one more person.”

Mhin’s eyes linger on Vere’s arm, still slung around your shoulder. “You’re not the one I’m here to talk to.”

“What’s up, Mhin?” you say. “I thought you were busy patrolling today.”

“I am,” they respond bluntly. “And you’re adding to my workload. I need to talk to you about something.”

“What is it?”

“It’s something we can’t talk about with other people here,” they emphasize.

“Don’t mind me, Mhin. I’d love to join your little duo and make it a threesome,” Vere says. 

At this distance, they could smell Vere’s perfume on you, something cloying and unpleasant. 

“We should really talk in private,” Mhin repeats. “So get lost, Vere.”

“Touchy! It’s a good thing I like it when people treat me roughly.” Vere leans closer to you, eyes gleaming. “It looks like I’ll have to see you later, sweetheart.”

Mhin reacts before they know what they’re doing; just as Vere leans in to kiss your cheek, they grab you by the shoulder and yank you away.

“Mhin?” you say incredulously. “What the hell was that for?”

It’s at this point Vere breaks out into laughter. “Oh, I know Ais and Leander are going to love it when they hear about this.” 

“Shut up,” Mhin growls, their cheeks heating. Foolish. They were so foolish. They’d fallen into Vere’s trap without a second thought. At the very least, the only price they’d need to pay would be their pride… and Vere’s taunting remarks for the next few weeks.

You shake off Mhin’s hand. “If you really needed to talk to me, you could have just said something. Don’t just tug me around like that.” Then, you nudge them with your shoulder. “So? Where do you want to go to talk?”

They focus on you, trying to ignore Vere, still laughing in the periphery of their version. “I know somewhere. Just come with me.”

You say goodbye to Vere, and follow Mhin through the streets. By the end of the day, would you smell a little more like them, rather than Vere? Normally, though, they smell like blood, the tang of iron never fading no matter how many times they wash– They shake their head. Far too many foolish thoughts fill their mind when they’re with you.

The truth is, they don’t have any new information to share with you, nothing that you don’t know already. But it’s fine; they could make something up. Why had they pulled you away from Vere like that? Mhin can’t understand their own behavior sometimes.

Something about you drove them crazy. The way you smiled, the curve of your lips. Your desperation, the familiar taste of it. The way you gaze at them: with irritation, with mirth, with joy. You gaze at them, and never look away.

You should’ve been nothing more than someone they could easily discard the moment it was inconvenient. You have your own agenda. They have theirs. An alliance should only last as long as you need each other, and no longer. 

So why couldn’t they let you go?

The problem is that Mhin wants to know what your touch feels like: your hands in their hair, your hands on their skin. The problem is that desire is dangerous, and if they weren’t careful, they would fly too close and burn themself, feathers melting away one by one as they plunged into the sea. The problem is that they don’t care if they get burned, lose their mind and their very self, not if you could hold them just once. 

How warm would the sun’s hands be?

[on-leatheredwings]

i can see yj!dick leaning towards the possessive aspect of being a yandere. not to say he isn’t violent… he’d print out photos of guys you talk to, hang them on a wall, and throw darts at them. maaaybe he’s a bit insecure in your relationship if you meet in the early seasons and he’s cocky and show-offish to compensate for his doubt. later though?? that boy knows you like him (who wouldn’t? he likes you more, though.) you know how he leaves the team behind a lot/goes off on his own? i feel like if you were part of the team and went on missions with them he’d only look back to make sure you were with him (still runs off when he sees you’re okay and aware, but he’s keeping an eye on you. covertly.) if you tell him that the stealthy laugh he does makes you feel safe/reassured, he definitely does it a lot more. if you’re less on the field and have a more passive position, like a doctor, he makes it a habit to get hurt more often. comes to you for the SMALLEST injuries so you can baby him. you tell him to gtfo (no you don’t cuz who could say no to him!!) he gets a scrape and comes crying to you about it he’s so silly… not sure what would happen with his canon relationships. maybe he’d still flirt and pursue relationships, but it’s definitely less genuine and more of a fill in type situation. gets broken up with once his partners realize they deserve better than someone who thinks of them as a rebound/stand-in (my true biases are showing maybe. cough zatanna cough barbara) less than a minor inconvenience to him but you better believe he runs to you every breakup, getting you to comfort him. (you turn your back for a second and his pout turns into the most sly grin ever. you turn back around and his eyes are full of unshed tears.) side note i don’t think he’s too hard to fluster early on. likes it when you get bold/assertive because he’s usually the one dropping hints lmfao. you’re still oblivious bless your heart but he’s making progress maybe? if you DO make the first move he’s speechless. (whelmed even!) not literally (unfortunately) because he never shuts up but he will be processing that for a while. side side note if you DO get with someone (cause i do usually imagine him with a reader that isn’t looking for a relationship) he’s doing background checks daily. i ALSO like to think that you know how crazy he is (not fully. but you’ve seen under his mask a few times.) besides, with yandere!dick i like to think that he eventually gets comfortable/lets you in enough to give you occasional glimpses of his lunacy (if you’re desensitized enough). if your living in gotham, you’re probably at least a little unfazed. plus, he knows how to make you agree with his views anyway. who cares if he rearranged that guys face! you didn’t see the way he was looking at you, really, it was for your own safety. don’t you trust him? he’s your robin, after all.

sorry for the paragraphs. he’s not even my favorite 😭

oh god this was a love letter to mine own heart i agree 10000%

he’d print out photos of guys you talk to, hang them on a wall, and throw darts at them.

hilarious imagery and so fucking in character help 😭

maybe he’d still flirt and pursue relationships, but it’s definitely less genuine and more of a fill in type situation. gets broken up with once his partners realize they deserve better than someone who thinks of them as a rebound/stand-in (my true biases are showing maybe. cough zatanna cough barbara)

YES!!!!! YES!!! i know some ppl may not like it but i think dick is most likely (out of the bat boys) to date around even after meeting you, but it's so empty hearted on his end

i like to think that he eventually gets comfortable/lets you in enough to give you occasional glimpses of his lunacy (if you’re desensitized enough).

HEHE i like the idea of that... i think yj!dick is def self-aware enough to kind of indulge in the darker parts of himself. as opposed to dick in other media, where it seems he has more restraint, imo. those parts still exist but he just chooses not to think about it that hard i think.

i kinda love the idea of reader seeing dick's more yandere tendencies and just writing them off like "oh~ he's just a little quirky, aren't we all!" they very much would just. either let themselves be convinced by dick or straight up gaslight themselves into doubting the depth of dick's darker side.

[lady-djarin]

yes sir

din djarin x f!reader (drabble)

warnings: pure smut, semi-brat tamer din, outdoor sex, spanking, some degradation, teasing, p in v unprotected sex (wrap your willies!) 18+ minors dni GO CHILDREN GET OUT

word count: 1.8k

a/n: just a short drabble… tbh sometimes i hate writing the end of a smut story, i never know what to do lol. i just really wanted to write brat tamer shit with din, enjoy my lovelies!

Three days. You had been hunting this quarry for three days, non-stop. you were tired, covered in sweat and dirt and not happy. The tropical landscape normally would have been your cup of tea, if you had a large cup of spotchka instead of chasing a madman through the forest. You and your Mandalorian companion were growing impatient with this hunt but the bounty was large enough to make it worth it. He was wanted for trying to blow up a government building on Coruscant and multiple accounts of aggravated assault; clearly a gnarly guy. You knew he was no match for the two of you.

You two worked like a well oiled machine, complimenting each other in perfect harmony. He was the big strong brute force and you were the sly and stealthy one. You were both smart that’s for sure and that’s why this case was particularly frustrating. On the third day, the sky decided to open up and pour down on you as if you didn’t have enough issues. You both groaned at the first droplet, knowing what was coming your way. Almost as soon as the first drop hit your head, the next thousand rained down all at once you both quickly ducked into a cave nearby, just deep enough to shelter both your bodies from the downpour.

“Dank Farik…” The large man slumped down on the wall of the cave, a small thunk from his helmet hitting the stone. You did the same on the opposite side, your legs touching in the small space. “We just can't catch a break.”

“Maybe if you stopped picking the hardest bounties we could actually get some of them done…,” you mumbled, only slightly to yourself.

“Me? You’re the one who suggested we follow behind and stay quiet instead of just jumping his ass in the first place!” You were both exhausted, and you knew it, but that didn't stop you both from getting in each other's faces. It's normally very civil between you both, some slight disagreements but nothing serious. You could recognise the anger bubbling up in your gut but didn't have the energy to stop yourself.

“Maker forbid I have any input! You're always the one deciding what we do and where we go next! Fuck, I’m so tired of it…” You got up and paced across the entrance to the cave, like a lothcat behind bars. Running your hands over your face you could tell the Mandalorian got up to meet you. He was on you in a second.

“If you’re complaining, I can leave you on this fucking planet for all I care!” Mando never curses, like ever. You knew he was pissed, especially the way his voice tore through the modulator and he was backing you against the stone wall.

“Maybe you should!” The air suddenly became wired, a tension running between you two. You were both breathing heavily, you could see it fogging his visor this close. The anger burned in your blood, so why was the only thing you could focus on the sudden need to have him touch you. Your body screamed for his hands to roam your skin, wishing his hand was around your neck. You were ashamed to say that this was actually turning you on.

“Don't try me, sweetheart,” his voice was a low rumble that you felt in your chest. Just as he went to turn away from you, you shook your head as you sarcastically rolled your eyes.

“Yes sir.”

He paused, his heart stopping as he smirks under his helmet. Sir? Why did he like hearing that so much from you? You had always been a little bit of a smart mouth but ‘Sir’? He never thought he would love one word so much.

“What?” He stepped even closer, pressed up against you entirely. “What did you say?”

“I said… ‘yes sir’,” you knew exactly what you did, but didn’t know if it would actually work, until now. He didn’t say anything for a moment, just tilted his helmet at you, pinning you down with his gaze. You started to worry that he might have taken it the wrong way but when his hand grazed up your arm, you knew you read him right. You had a feeling he felt the same as you but didn’t know for sure until now. Before you could even think, his large hand wrapped around your throat, just tight enough to make your head spin. Finally, the tension was broken and you smiled against his helmet.

“You're such a brat, you know that,” you smiled wider, knowing what was coming. “Am I going to have to teach you a lesson?” You felt your heart drum in your chest and your core clenched around nothing.

“Maybe…” The end of the word was strangled by his palm pressing on your vocal cords. The seams in the leather gloves were pressing deliciously into your delicate skin, somehow turning you on more.

Suddenly you were spun around, your hands flying out to keep you from colliding with the cave wall. His hands disappeared from your body for only a second before one returned to the back of your neck, and they were his bare hands.

“Unbutton your pants…now,” his voice was something you had never heard before, something almost scary. You did as he instructed, practically ripping the button and zipper off. Before you could push them down, Mando tore them down over your ass along with your underwear, the cold air causing you to jump. You thought that was as shocking as it would get but maker, were you wrong. Before your mind could register anything else, a loud crack split the air as his hand came down on your ass cheek. You shrieked in response, a sting left behind along with no doubt a large red mark in the shape of his hand. “You like that? Hmm? Like when I spank you for being a brat?”

Another slap. You were dripping, your slick coating your inner thighs as his hand came down on your ass another time. The hand around your neck was tightening with every spank. How could this man already read you like an open book, how could he know your every desire? Your brain was trying to think but all your body could focus on was the low grumble of his voice as he started to roam his hands over your soft skin, his fingers starting to trail up your inner thighs. Mando used his boot to kick open your legs, spreading them without having to ask. You moaned softly as he pushed on your upper back, bending you over as you were on full display for him.

“Mmm, look at you, so easy for me.” You were almost ashamed of yourself at how easily you followed his command, considering how much you fought him in every other aspect of your partnership. You were putty in his hands now, and he knew it. He reveled in the feeling of you relinquishing control to him, knowing that you were completely his in this moment. “You're so pretty when you listen, so obedient.” You were trying hard not to mewl at every word he said but for a man of few words, you wish he never stopped talking.

His fingers were grazing every part of you except where you wanted him most. You tried to rock against his hand when he got close to your clit, but never close enough to build any friction. You grew frustrated after not receiving enough attention on your clit, your legs already beginning to shake.

“M-Mando, please, just to-touch me,” you were trying not to sound too pathetic but the way he was teasing you, that was becoming harder.

“I like you begging for me.” Another loud smack on your ass earning a squeak from you. When all that came from you was a moan, his hand came down on your reddening skin again. “Do you want me to touch you?”

“Yes! Maker, please just– please, I need more,” you begged, begged for just one touch. Like magic, his fingers found your dripping center and circled your bundle of nerves. Your whole body sagged at the releaf, pleasure spreading in your veins like fire. He moaned, moaned, at seeing you respond to him and your slick on his bare fingers. He could tell that he was going to lose control soon, getting lost in the feeling of you. “Mmm, Man-Mando, more… I need more,” you whined again, hoping to get him to relent.

“Fuck– I can’t wait to be inside you,” you heard the sound of his zipper being opened and your whole body burned with excitement. You felt the large man shift behind you, his hands gripping your hips to keep you in place. “You want me so bad? Fine, I’ll give you what you want, but I want you to scream my name.”

“Yes Mando please, wha-whatever you want,” you were a stuttering mess, the only thing on your mind was finally feeling him inside you.

“No,” he stopped himself for a moment with his tip lined up with your entrance. “Din. My name is Din.”

His name. He gave you his name, his real name. You felt your head swim and your heart ache. Not only was he giving you your deepest desire but he was giving you a part of him.

“Din,” you liked the taste of his name. “I need you.”

A low grunt escaped his chest as he thrusted his hips forward, sheathing himself fully inside you. You both froze, the feeling so incredible and new, it felt like your world was turning on its axis. You had waited so long to know what he felt like, what he would fuck like. He was certainly not small, he was filling you up like you had never felt before. Once he adjusted to the feeling, he started moving his hips slowly before snapping them into your ass. The metal covering his thighs hit the back of yours and the cold bite of the feeling brought to your attention that he was still fully clothed and a helmet on his head. It felt almost wrong how much you loved it all; his roughness, the contrast in clothing and this all happening basically out in the open.

Your hands were barely holding you upright against the cave wall as he pounded into you. His length hit that perfect spot inside you every time he moved, causing the coil in your lower stomach to tighten again. Your knees began to shake, almost buckling under the pleasure of Din’s motions. As you started to slide down the wall, Din wrapped his arms around your body holding you tight to his chest, never ceasing to hammer into you.

“All this time… this is what you needed? Huh? This is all it took to get rid of that attitude? You fucking brat.”

You couldn’t even respond, you were done for.

“Use your words…”

“Y—yes…yes sir.”

You were sure that if anyone was in those woods, they heard both of your screams.

[thatbadadvice]

Help! The Woman I Have Been Stalking for Years Is Disinclined to Engage With Me

Carolyn Hax, WaPo, 1 June 2023 (originally 11 March 2009):

Dear Carolyn: About five years ago, I began to realize that a woman I dated 25 years earlier was someone I had stronger feelings for than I was mature enough to appreciate at the time. I had questions for her about why we hadn’t blossomed into the kind of relationship I now think we both believe we were destined for. In the past five years, I’ve continued to have those questions, then dreams, etc., which led me to do a paid search for her address. I wrote her twice and left a voice mail. My messages have been about old friends I bumped into who reminded me of her, what I’ve been doing and how I’d like to hear from her. That is, nothing too serious or about what’s been on my mind. I haven’t received an answer. I’ve thought through the reasons she hasn’t corresponded, and why I needed to talk with her, and am still at a loss. Would asking her my questions directly in a letter be a way to coax her to reconnect? Telling her that, apart from this midlife crisis of mine, I’m happily married and successful, and that all I want are answers? -- A 30-year-old question

Dear 30-Year-Old Question,

One might expect a happily married person to do all kinds of things, but topmost among them is paying to find the contact information of an ex-girlfriend and sending said ex-girlfriend multiple unanswered messages, repeatedly and through a variety of means, over the course of many years in the hopes of deceiving her into heady conversations about the details of your long-ended relationship. Yes indeed, when the Bad Advisor thinks of "normal stuff a person who's very happy in their marriage would do," her mind immediately goes to "pretending to ask innocuous questions about old friends in the hope that a woman I dated 30 years ago believes I am solely and only asking her innocent questions about old friends, when in fact I am explicitly and admittedly not."

Women are famously unable to clock the intentions of men, who are very clever, extremely stealthy, and never creepy or dangerous to the extent that they would unsettle people from whom they have demanded interaction and who have time and time again ignored them. Probably this woman received your incredibly blasé letters and voicemail and thought: "Gosh, it seems like this dude who deuced out on me three decades ago is trying to rope me into responding to him multiple times despite my obvious disinclination to engage only and exclusively on the subject of our old friends, what a boring conversation, I shan't respond unless he sends me a lengthy bit of written correspondence detailing his many thoughts and feelings about how our romance ended, I simply can't imagine having a conversation with him unless I know for absolute certain he wants to rehash what happened between us, which is the only possible way I could fathom entertaining such a reconnection, one which I would never have reason to pursue otherwise, as I am so desperately in love with him and have been lo these 30 years but could not in good conscience find a way to broach the subject unless he sends me just one more letter finally making his bonerful intentions plain, that sly dog."

Might you have neglected to include a return address on the previous correspondence about which you were extremely desperate, but in a very casual way, to receive a response? Does your ex-girlfriend own the only cellular telephone on earth that does not log the return-call number of people who leave voicemails? Mayhap she simply does not know how to contact you after multiple attempts over half a decade! These are highly probable reasons she has not sought you out! Vastly more likely than the fact that she sees entirely the fuck through your pretenses and wants nothing to do with you whatsoever.

If you wish to receive a concrete answer about the status of your relationships, your best hope is to CC your spouse on any future correspondence. I think you can expect a prompt response.

[lazyalani]

| Sebastian Michaelis × [F!Reader]

| His butler, enamored

| fluff, reader likes teasing sebby, reader is lizzy and edward's older sister, reader and seb implied to have done 'it' before, seb is so done, suggestive, this gets a little bit spicy at the end, no smut tho, and here goes my first kuroshitsuji fic

| Summary: In which reader is Sebby's Lizzy, in a way, but he knows what's truly under that overly bright facade.

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"Sebby! There you are, I've been looking all over for you."

His eye twitches as he internally sighs before slowly putting on a smile and turning to you, setting down the lamp on a nearby table. It was nighttime, but considering you, there was no such thing as night and day when it comes to your antics.

"Milady, how may I help you?" He still asks, knowing it would just be one of your 'moments'.

You return a lively smile at him. "You always act so formal even when I told you to just call me by my name." You set down your own lamp on a table.

"Apologies, [Name], how may I help you?"

"You're still talking like a salesman, but oh, whatever, perhaps your polite charm is one of the things I like about you. Oh, so there's this ball coming up...." You trailed.

"Earl Denia's Masquarade ball?" He asks, ignoring your first sentence. He desperately wants to continue dusting the shelves to distract himself from your piercing stare but his pride as a butler would most definitely not let him.

"Yes, that one! So, I was invited and Lizzy already invited Ciel and Edward says he already has a date..." You look at him expectantly.

Sebastian's stress keeps growing word for word, he already has suspected this when you brought up a ball. But hey, they say it's different when you really hear it directly, right?

"Will you please come with me to the ball?" You asked, a bright smile on your face.

He could almost feel his master staring at him with that laughing smirk on his face.

Yeah, it does feel different when said directly. His stress levels are at their highest compared to before.

"Earl Grey--"

"Charles said he won't be able to come!" You immediately shut his only possible excuse down. "And you'll be able to keep an eye out and take care of Ciel during our stay there still, so, please?"

"Milady, I have priorities and duties--"

"Oh, come on, it's not like I'm taking you home with me. The most we'll do is dance, or are you expecting more, Sebby?" You flash a sly grin at him.

Ah, there it is. Here drops that bright, bubbly facade, and here comes those true colors.

He doesn't bother hiding his sigh now. "A noble lady musn't be reckless with her words, milady. And much less say that a mere butler would dare think about such intentions of his lord's relative."

The ray of light coming from the moon that shone through the window emphasized the sly grin that stretched wider on your face.

The strides you took towards him were fast and almost stealthy, your hand reaching up to cup his face and bring it down, close to yours, and dangerously closer to your lips.

Sebastian used the indifference on his face to hide the intentions of staring at your lips. Red, no excess stains, no unecessary blemishes, perfect.

"Then it must be great that I'm no true noble, am I?" You whispered, your breath brushing on his lips.

It's true, you were only adopted by the Midfords. A commoner at birth.

"Come on, Sebastian, don't act like you've already forgotten how we shared our feelings two days ago." You licked your bottom lip and stretched out a smirk at his reaction.

His eyes narrowed dangerously at your words. "There were no feelings shared, milady, please step back. Even in this middle of the night, someone could roam around." There was an underlying threat on his words.

You laughed victoriously and stepped back, plackng your hands behind your back. Your eyes were nothing like the bright, bubbly, friendly, lively, obviously Lizzy's sister you were before. That facade of yours was replaced with a sly grin, cunning and teasing eyes.

"How many times must I ask you not to act recklessly, milady? Please mind your words and actions, you are still in the Phantomhive Manor, Lady Midford." He closes his eyes and sighs.

"Oh, but you love it, Sebby." You tease. "You always do." You flash him that irritating smirk again.

His eyes narrow again as he chuckles darkly. "No matter how hard you try, you won't win at this game you're playing at, milady."

You raised a brow, clearly amused at his statement, challenged, even. "Oh? But I already am, Butler."

He gives a sly smirk back. "You won't break through me, Mistress."

You take a short and fast leap, taking his neck and wiping that smirk off his lips with a kiss.

However, his smirk only stretches, expecting the same act you two always end up with, placing his hands on your waist and leaning down to respond as reflex.

Your fingers tangled in his hair brushes his scalp, his scent, despite doing heavy chores, encasing you darkly and seductively. You let a sly smile match his own smirk in the kiss, letting only the night and the moon witness a forbidden affair between a butler and a lady.

You slowly let go of the kiss and bring your lips to his ear. "Liar."

He lets his smirk fall down as you take your lamp and walk away from him, taking off his gloves and brushing his messed up hair with his fingers.

He sighs, walking towards his master's study to organize, thinking.

A demon and a human, huh? Unheard of, disliked, even by him, but if it's you, he could maybe (certainly) make an exception.

But for now, he could let you continue this little game of yours.

[pagesfromthevoid]

Glitch | k.h. | 5

Kakashi Hatake x fem!reader

Word Count: 1.7k

Warning: Tooth rotting fluff. Student's POV.

Author's Note: This is cute as fuck. Also, I'm a sucker for the team's sneaking around spying on their teachers.

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One Month Following Their Decision...

“I think she and Kakashi-sensei are dating,” Sori announced one day, a month or so after their teacher and her “friend” started spending more time together than usual.

Ayato rolled her eyes as she rewrapped her hands. “Sori, there’s no way they’re dating. You’ve heard her complain about Genma asking her out all the time. She doesn’t have time.”

Tashiro nodded in agreement, whittling away at a stick he was sharpening. But Sori shook his head, crossing his arms over his chest like a child. “Kakashi-sensei is always hanging out with us now though! Why else would he do that if they aren’t dating?”

“Maybe because two of his team members left the village and the other is training with the hokage?” Tashiro offered as an explanation, not looking up from his task at hand. “I bet Kakashi’s bored and she feels bad for him.”

“You really think she pities the Copy Ninja?” Sori questioned, brow raised. Both ninjas shrugged indifferently, returning to their tasks. Sory huffed in frustration, throwing his hands in the air. 

“If you really think they’re dating, then go follow her around,” Tashiro suggested, though he had a sly grin on his face. Ayato elbowed him, giving him a pointed and knowing look: he was trying to instigate. He was always trying to instigate. 

And Sori always fell for it. 

“That’s a genius idea, Tashi!” He exclaimed excitedly, pointing at his teammate. “We can practice our reconnaissance skills –sensei is always complaining about how bad we are at being stealthy. She can’t be mad if we’re practicing.”

“Sori, that’s a terrible idea,” Ayato argued, shaking her head. “She’ll be mad because we’re prying into her personal life –and have you met Kakashi-sensei? He’s like the epitome of private! We don’t even know what he looks like!”

“Do you think she’s seen his face?” Tashiro inquired, and Ayato glared at him.

“Stop it, Tashi.”

“It’s a fair question, I think,” Tashiro countered, finally looking up at them. ��I’m in.”

“C’mon, Ayato! It’ll be fun. And you know you’re curious.”

Their conversation continued in the secluded corner of the training grounds, hidden from the prying eyes and ears of the village. The trio of young ninjas had developed a close bond during their time as Kakashi's students, and now, with their beloved sensei's behavior piquing their curiosity, they couldn't resist the urge to investigate further. Sori's excitement was palpable, and Tashiro's mischievous grin only grew wider. 

Ayato sighed in resignation, realizing that there was no stopping their impulsive plan now. With a resigned shake of her head, she agreed, "Fine, but we need a plan. And if we get caught, you better have a good excuse."

Tashiro eagerly leaned in, taking charge of the planning. "We'll split up, each of us tailing one of them separately. We won't get too close, just enough to observe. If anything seems...intimate, we back off. Agreed?"

Sori and Ayato nodded reluctantly, recognizing the importance of discretion in this mission. The prospect of seeing Kakashi-sensei's face was an added incentive, but the risk of being caught and reprimanded by their sensei was enough to be worried. She was scary when she was mad; more so when she was mad at them.

The next day, they put their plan into action, keeping a careful eye on their two teachers. Sori followed Kakashi as he made his way through the village, feeling the weight of responsibility mixed with the thrill of espionage. Ayato and Tashiro took positions to follow her, discreetly observing her without attracting attention. It was their day off from training; she had told the three to take a break and relax before they were sent on their next mission. It was a shame she had no idea they were on their own mission.

The hours passed, and the trio's stealth skills were put to the test as they moved silently through the village. When they met up –when Kakashi and her ended up at a dumpling stand to eat –the three hid out together to share their observations. Despite the secrecy of their mission, the observation turned into a strange mixture of suspense and amusement, especially as they realized the lengths Kakashi went to in order to maintain his indifferent image. He wore his mask even during their private moments, leaving the true nature of his expressions a mystery. It was hard to determine just what the two jonin were talking about, or how he was looking at her with the mask on. It was clear she was giving him looks, but the team had definitely picked up on her crush on Kakashi long ago. 

As the day unfolded, their curiosity only deepened. They watched as Kakashi and their sensei laughed together, shared meals, and engaged in quiet conversations. It was evident that there was a strong connection between the two, but they always seemed that way. There wasn’t really that big of a change between the two. They ate together, they talked together. She touched him a little more than they remembered, but none of them thought that was anything important. He wasn’t touching her back, so it could be that she was still crushing on the Copy Ninja.

Now they just needed to know if Kakashi had returned those feelings.

“What the hell are you three up to?”

The team suddenly turned around, seeing Lady Tsunade standing with her hands on her hips. Sakura and Shizune were trailing behind her, both carrying stacks of books and paperwork. The three genin panicked, all stammering and trying to come up with an excuse as to why they were spying on their sensei.

Luckily, Sakura saved them. “They’re definitely dating. Kakashi-sensei gets so flustered when he’s around her.”

But Shizune shook her head. “I think you guys are projecting; both of them have lost a lot. Just because they spend time together doesn’t mean they’re dating.”

Tsunade snorted, however. “Please. Look at them.”

The five shinobi turned their attention back to the two jonin who sat on a bench next to each other, enjoying their meal. If the two had noticed they were being spied on, they didn’t make any indication of it. To the untrained eye, nothing they were doing was any different than how they usually were. Kakashi had finished his meal disturbingly quick, hiding behind his mask again. She was half turned, leg crossed under her, as she looked up at him. They weren’t sitting particularly close to one another, nor were they really touching. Kakashi seemed a little tense, but he usually did lately.

“I…am not seeing what you’re seeing, Lady Tsunade,” Sori admitted, squinting his eyes at the two.

“Just you wait,” she ordered, narrowing her eyes with a smirk on her face. Shizune rolled her eyes; the hokage obviously knew more than she was letting on. 

The team continued to watch, their curiosity piqued by Lady Tsunade's confidence. As they observed, Kakashi reached into his pocket and pulled out a woven bracelet –nothing terribly exciting, really, to anyone watching. But as she held up her wrist for him to place it on her, he had a small, subtle smile behind his mask, his eyes crinkling at the corners in a way that only appeared when he was genuinely pleased. She accepted with a soft grin, her eyes lighting up with gratitude. It was a simple exchange, but the genuine warmth between them was undeniable.

Tsunade raised an eyebrow triumphantly, grinning as she crossed her arms over her chest. "See? You pay attention to the little things," she said, her voice low as if she were sharing a secret. "The little things speak volumes. It's in the way he looks at her, even with that stupid mask on. And it’s the way she lights up when she’s looking at him. That is how you know.”

Ayato and Sakura both looked enamored by the whole thing, blushing excitedly at how sweet Kakashi seemed to be towards her. Shizune was rolling her eyes with a knowing grin, pushing Tsunade and Sakura back towards the hokage’s tower. Sori whooped with excitement, yelling about how he knew it! They were dating! Tashiro just shrugged indifferently, though he was grinning too.

Sori’s exclamation, however, drew the attention of the two jonin. Sakura’s eyes widened before she spun on her heel and took off with Shizune and Tsunade, not wanting to get into trouble. Ayato hit Sori in horror, turning to run off as well but their sensei appeared before them, hands on her hips.

“And what do you think you three are doing?” She demanded, brow raised. 

Kakashi sauntered over with one hand in his pocket and the other holding a book. “I think they were spying on us.”

“You two are dating!” Sori accused, pointing between the two, trying to steer the trouble away from his team. 

She and Kakashi exchanged appraising looks. Then Kakashi shrugged.

“I didn’t think it was a secret,” he explained simply, returning his attention to his book.

“Did you guys think he just hung out with us at training because he was bored?”

Team 12 stammered again, and Sori blanched as he considered his answer. 

“At least you practiced being quiet today,” she hummed, turning on her heel to walk away now. Kakashi started after her. “Next time, don’t scream about it.”

*****

“Sorry about them,” she sighed when they returned to her apartment.

Kakashi shrugged halfheartedly, slipping his sandals off at the door. “It was bound to happen eventually.”

“It’s definitely your fault,” she teased as she fell back onto her couch and closed her eyes. 

He raised a brow, looking down at her with a narrowed eye, sitting on the floor by her head. “And how is it my fault?”

“You decided to be cute and give me a gift in public,” she reminded him, bringing her wrist to her chest to touch the bracelet. 

Kakashi took her hand, holding it up to his to look over the bracelet he had given her. “I’m glad you like it. Tsunade helped pick it out; I’m not great at gifts.”

“It’s not your fault then, it’s hers!”

[songbirdseung]

8th member / en- all members

Heeseung

Being Heeseung's first roommate

It was well past midnight, and the dorm was shrouded in silence. The only light in the room came from the TV screen, illuminating the intense concentration on your faces as you both held controllers, battling it out in your favorite game. The tension was palpable, but you both knew the stakes were high – the loser had to make the ramen.

The rapid clicks of the controllers filled the room, and you could see Heeseung's character inching closer to yours on the screen. You clenched your teeth and made a daring move, unleashing a flurry of combos. Heeseung's character staggered, and in no time, you secured the victory.

"Yes!" you whispered triumphantly, trying not to wake up the other members. Heeseung groaned, conceding defeat, and with a playful grin, you handed him a controller. "Rematch?"

Eventually, you decided to take a break from the intense gaming session and head to the kitchen to prepare your midnight snack: ramen. With your roommates sleeping soundly, you needed to be extra careful. You and Heeseung tiptoed out of your room, making your way to the kitchen like stealthy ninjas.

Once you had the ramen cooking, you both settled on the couch with a bowl in hand. The warm steam wafted into the air as you slurped the noodles, savoring the flavors that only midnight ramen could provide. You both chuckled as you reminisced about funny moments from your recent performances and your experiences as part of Enhypen.

With your bellies full and satisfied, you decided to wind down by watching a movie. You picked out "Toy Story," a classic that brought back childhood memories. As Woody and Buzz Lightyear embarked on their adventures, you and Heeseung leaned against each other, comfortable in each other's presence.

As the movie played and the room filled with the soft glow of the TV, you exchanged smiles, grateful for the friendship that had blossomed between you two. In the quiet of the night, surrounded by the gentle melodies of the movie and the warmth of your midnight snack, you felt like you were in your own little world, and there was no place you'd rather be than right here, with Heeseung by your side.

Jay

Cooking with Jay

As the 8th member of ENHYPEN, you had quickly become known as the one who, alongside Jay, took on the responsibilities of cooking and feeding the hungry members. Your culinary talents and Jay's kitchen skills had earned you the affectionate nicknames "Mom" and "Dad" within the group.

One sunny afternoon, you and Jay decided to embark on a new culinary adventure together - baking.

You and Jay stood side by side in front of the kitchen island, armed with aprons and an array of baking ingredients. Flour dusted the air as you both attempted to sift it into a mixing bowl. Jay glanced over at you, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"So, Y/N, have you ever baked with a partner before?" Jay asked, trying to keep a straight face.

You looked at him, a playful smirk forming. "Well, Jay, you're in for a treat. Baking with me is a one-of-a-kind experience."

The rest of the members couldn't help but notice the chemistry between you two, and they began to exchange knowing glances and subtle nudges, their amusement growing with each passing moment.

Heeseung, with a sly grin, leaned closer to Sunghoon and whispered, "I told you this would happen. Baking always brings people closer together."

Meanwhile, Jungwon chimed in, "Maybe we should start calling them 'Mom' and 'Dad' in a different context."

Jay and you continued to work side by side, but this time, there was a gentle and unspoken understanding between you. Your fingers brushed against each other as you measured ingredients, and the air seemed to be filled with unspoken words.

As the baking process continued, it became evident that the cupcakes you were making were a labor of love. You carefully piped the frosting onto each cupcake while Jay added the finishing touches with sprinkles. The cupcakes looked perfect, and the kitchen was filled with a sweet aroma that mirrored the budding romance between the two of you.

The other members couldn't hold back their laughter any longer. Sunghoon exclaimed, "I think we need to leave 'Mom' and 'Dad' to their romantic baking. We'll just be in the way!"

With a chorus of chuckles, the rest of ENHYPEN retreated, leaving you and Jay alone with your freshly baked cupcakes. You both shared a shy smile, knowing that this baking adventure had brought you closer in a way that no nickname could fully capture.

As you admired your cupcakes, Jay gently brushed a strand of hair from your face. "I think we make a great team, Y/N."

You nodded, your heart fluttering as you replied, "I agree, Jay. Maybe we should bake together more often."

And as you leaned in to share a sweet and celebratory cupcake, the warmth in the kitchen was no longer just from the oven.

Jake

Soccer with Jake

The sun was shining brightly as you and Jake stepped onto the soccer field. He had brought along a soccer ball and was wearing a wide grin, eager to share his passion with you. The green grass stretched out before you, and you couldn't help but feel a bit nervous. Soccer had never been your forte, and you didn't want to let Jake down.

"Okay, Y/N, let's start with some basic dribbling," Jake began, demonstrating how to control the ball with the inside of his foot. You watched intently, trying to mimic his movements. However, your first few attempts were clumsy, and the ball kept rolling away from you.

Jake chuckled and said, "Don't worry, Y/N. It takes a little practice. Here, let me show you again." He patiently guided you through the motions, providing tips and encouragement along the way.

You continued to practice, determined to improve. At first, it seemed like an uphill battle, but as time passed, you began to feel more confident. Your movements became smoother, and you were able to control the ball with greater precision.

Jake was pleasantly surprised by your progress. "Wow, Y/N, you're catching on fast! You've got some natural talent here."

You smiled, grateful for his encouragement. "Thanks, Jake. I guess I'm getting the hang of it."

As your practice continued, Jake decided to test your newfound skills. He set up a small goal, and you took turns trying to score. It was a close match, and Jake was impressed by your determination and accuracy. In the end, you managed to score a goal, and Jake couldn't hide his surprise and admiration.

"Y/N, I didn't expect this at all. You're really good!" Jake exclaimed, genuinely amazed by your hidden talent for soccer.

You blushed at his praise, feeling a newfound sense of accomplishment. "I guess I surprised myself too. Thanks for being such a patient teacher, Jake."

From that day forward, soccer became a fun and unexpected bonding activity between you and Jake.

Sunghoon

Unexpected Connection

Being the 8th member of Enhypen had been a dream come true for you, Y/N. You had formed strong bonds with all the members, except for one – Sunghoon. For some reason, the two of you hadn't clicked as easily as you had with the others. You couldn't help but feel like Sunghoon might even dislike you.

You spent your days exploring the city, camera in hand, chasing beautiful moments, and capturing them forever. It was a peaceful distraction that allowed you to forget your worries, if only for a little while.

One sunny afternoon, while you were perusing a local camera store for new equipment, you bumped into someone. Turning to apologize, you found yourself face to face with Sunghoon. The awkwardness of your previous interactions with him immediately surfaced in your mind.

"Hey," you greeted him tentatively.

"Hi," Sunghoon replied, his tone surprisingly warm. "You're into photography too?"

Surprised by his interest, you nodded. "Yeah, it's a passion of mine."

Sunghoon's eyes lit up. "No way, me too!"

The conversation flowed easily from there, and you discovered that you had a lot more in common than you had initially thought. Sunghoon had a deep appreciation for the art of photography, just like you did. He shared his favorite spots in the city to capture stunning shots, and you reciprocated by sharing some of your photography tips.

As the weeks went by, you and Sunghoon started meeting up more frequently to go on photo outings together. The initial awkwardness between you two had transformed into a genuine friendship, and perhaps, something more.

Sunoo

Y/N and Sunoo's Heartwarming Weverse Live

As you went live, the chat began to fill up with enthusiastic fans, their comments flowing in a blur. The room buzzed with excitement, and you and Sunoo greeted the viewers with bright smiles.

"Hey, everyone!" Sunoo began, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "We hope you're having a fantastic day!"

You chimed in, "That's right! We thought we'd spend some quality time with you all today and answer some of your questions."

The fans wasted no time, and the chat was flooded with a barrage of questions and comments. You and Sunoo laughed as you tried to keep up with the rapid flow of messages.

Sunoo leaned in, reading a comment aloud, "Wow, you two have such great chemistry!"

You nodded, your smile widening. "Thank you so much! We're really close in real life, so I guess it just comes naturally."

The fans were loving the interactions between you and Sunoo, commenting on how well you vibed together. Sunoo grinned mischievously and said, "Speaking of vibes, Y/N, tell them about our inside joke."

You couldn't help but laugh as you shared the story behind the inside joke, a hilarious incident that had happened during a rehearsal. The fans couldn't get enough of it, and the chat exploded with laughter emojis.

Throughout the live stream, you and Sunoo answered questions, shared stories, and even sang snippets of your favorite songs. Your fans were hanging on to every word, and it was heartwarming to see their love and support pouring in.

At one point, Sunoo brought up a fan's comment that said, "You guys make us feel like part of your family."

"That's so sweet," you replied, touched by the sentiment. "We really do consider our fans as part of our family. You've been with us through thick and thin, and we couldn't be more grateful."

As the stream came to an end, you and Sunoo couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by the positive energy and warmth from your fans. The comments section was filled with heart emojis and messages of love and appreciation.

Sunoo leaned closer to the camera, his voice filled with gratitude. "Thank you, everyone, for joining us today. We love you all so much, and we can't wait to see you again soon!"

You echoed his sentiments, your heart swelling with affection for your amazing fans. "Yes, thank you for your endless support. We truly have the best fans in the world!"

Jungwon

Y/N's Care and Compassion

As a member of Enhypen, you, Y/N, had a special role within the group that went beyond your official position. While Jungwon was the dedicated leader, everyone knew you as the "mom" of the group, the one who always took care of everyone, ensuring their well-being on and off stage.

Today was a hectic day for Enhypen, with a packed schedule that included a live performance on a popular music show. As the members gathered in the dressing room, the atmosphere was filled with excitement and anticipation, but there was something off about Jungwon. He looked pale, and his energy seemed depleted.

You couldn't ignore the concern gnawing at you, and as the makeup artists began their work, you discreetly approached Jungwon. "Hey, are you feeling okay?" you asked in a hushed tone.

Jungwon tried to muster a weak smile. "I'm just a bit tired, Y/N. Don't worry about me."

But you could see through his facade. "You look like you're running on empty. Maybe you should rest for a bit."

Jungwon hesitated, not wanting to be a burden to the group, but you knew better. "I promise, we'll handle things here. You need to take care of yourself, Jungwon."

Reluctantly, Jungwon nodded and made his way to a quiet corner of the room, laying his head down on the table. You grabbed a nearby blanket and gently covered him, making sure he was comfortable.

The other members watched your actions with admiration, appreciating your motherly instinct. You then turned your attention back to the group, ensuring that everyone was getting their makeup done and staying focused. You knew how important this performance was, and you were determined to make sure everything went smoothly.

As the makeup artists finished their work, the room buzzed with activity. The members were getting ready, chatting with one another, and sharing their excitement for the show. However, you kept a watchful eye on Jungwon, periodically checking on him to see if he needed anything.

About halfway through the makeup session, you noticed that Jungwon's complexion had improved slightly, but he was still clearly unwell. You decided to bring him a warm cup of tea to soothe his throat.

Gently placing the cup in front of him, you whispered, "Here, Jungwon. It's some herbal tea. It should help you feel better."

Jungwon looked up at you with gratitude in his eyes. "Thank you, Y/N. You're always looking out for us."

With a warm smile, you replied, "That's what family does, right?"

Ni-Ki

Maknaes' Mischief

As the youngest members of Enhypen, you, Y/N, and Ni-ki had formed a dynamic duo known for your mischievous antics. Your playful and energetic personalities made you the perfect partners in crime when it came to pulling pranks on the other members.

You and Ni-ki tiptoed to the kitchen, silently plotting your scheme. You grabbed a carton of whipped cream from the fridge while Ni-ki found a stash of water balloons.

With a wicked grin, you nodded to Ni-ki, and the two of you moved into action. You filled a water balloon with whipped cream, your hands trembling with suppressed laughter.

Carefully, you approached Heeseung, who was deeply engrossed in the card game. As he reached for a card, you held the balloon behind your back, ready to strike.

Just as Heeseung was about to make his move, you squeezed the balloon, sending a burst of whipped cream splattering across his face. Heeseung blinked in shock, and the room erupted in laughter.

"Y/N and Ni-ki strike again!" Sunghoon exclaimed, wiping away tears of laughter.

Heeseung joined in the laughter, realizing he had been pranked. "Alright, alright, you got me this time."

But the mischief didn't stop there. The day continued with more pranks, each one more elaborate and surprising than the last. While the other members were occasionally annoyed by your antics, they secretly enjoyed the light-hearted fun you brought to the group.

[darkstar225]

Twice's 10th member being teased by the girls on her solo vlive

A/N: I got an ask on Tumblr and I loved writing it, ty! :D

The request: Can you do one where twice's 10th member is on vlive and 3mix and her members keeps coming in to bother her making everyone in chat laugh. 😭💕

PS: Tysm for everyone that reads what I write, I hope I can bring a smile to your faces every time I post! I'd like to thank whoever sent me this idea 'cause I loved to write it <3

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Y/N, the youngest member of TWICE, sat nervously in front of her phone, preparing to go live on VLive for the very first time. As the chat started filling up with excited fans, she took a deep breath and began the broadcast.

Y/N - Hello, everyone! It's Y/N from TWICE!

In the backstage area, 3Mix, composed of Nayeon, Jeongyeon, and Jihyo, affectionately known as the moms of the group, gathered around a monitor to watch their child's VLive. They wanted to support their adorable maknae and maybe have some fun along the way.

Nayeon - Look at our baby being all grown up. *whispering*

Nayeon cooed, pinching Jihyo's cheek playfully. Jihyo swatted Nayeon's hand away, but her eyes were focused on the screen, showing their kid interacting with fans.

Jihyo - She looks so nervous. Maybe we should go in and cheer her up. *whispering*

Jeongyeon - Oh, definitely. Let's go crash her VLive! *smirking*

With a sly grin, they made their way towards the maknae's live broadcast room, trying to be as stealthy as possible. Back in the VLive, TWICE's honey was reading comments and responding to fans when suddenly the door behind her creaked open. She turned around to find Nayeon standing there with a finger pressed against her lips, signalling for silence.

Y/N - Nayeon unnie! What are you doing here?

The girl's eyes widened in surprise, but a bright smile formed on her face.

Nayeon - Just thought I'd come and see how my favourite maknae is doing.

The door opened again, and this time it was Jeongyeon peeking through, followed by Jihyo.

Jeongyeon - Hey, baby! We couldn't resist joining in on the fun! *laughing*

Jihyo - Yeah, we're here to bother you a bit. *winks*

The chat exploded with excitement as fans witnessed the playful banter between the sisters. The trio of moms began to tease Y/N, asking her funny questions and reminiscing about their own first VLive experiences. As the maknae and the 3Mix members continued their entertaining antics, other members of TWICE, hearing the laughter from backstage, decided to join in on the fun. Dahyun, Momo, and Sana, also known as the yes-jam of the group, sneaked in next, wearing goofy disguises.

Y/N - Who are these mysterious strangers? *giggling*

Dahyun - We are the VLive Police, here to arrest anyone not having enough fun!

The chat exploded with more laughter as the girls pretended to put their little sister under arrest for being too serious during her broadcast. But the shenanigans didn't stop there. The door opened yet again, and this time it was Chaeyoung and Tzuyu, pretending to be reporters.

Chaeyoung - Excuse me, Miss Y/N. Could you tell us what you plan to do next to entertain your fans?

Tzuyu - And how do you feel about being the youngest member of TWICE?

Y/N - I'm just trying to have fun with my members! *wheezing*

The room was filled with joy, love, and laughter, not just among the members themselves but also among the fans watching the chaos unfold. The live chat was flooded with heart emojis and encouraging comments for Y/N and her fellow unnies. As the VLive continued, more members kept popping in, each with their own unique personalities and jokes. From dance challenges to funny impersonations, the room was a delightful mess of giggles and smiles. 

Eventually, the VLive came to an end, and the maknae thanked her sisters and fans for the unforgettable experience. She felt immensely grateful for her fellow TWICE members who had turned her first VLive into an unforgettable memory. After the broadcast, the girls gathered backstage, still buzzing with excitement.

Momo - That was so much fun! We should crash each other's VLive more often.

Everyone agreed, and they shared a group hug, feeling the warmth of their bond as TWICE.

And so, the youngest member of TWICE had her VLive turned into a whirlwind of laughter and joy, thanks to the playful presence of her loving members. For Y/N, it was an unforgettable experience, a day she would cherish forever, and a reminder of how lucky she was to be part of such a caring and fun-loving family. And this made the maknae have a single thought:

I love my dear unnies.

A/N: I apologise for any errors, English is not my first language. Pls, let me know if there's something wrong, ty for reading <3

[merakiui]

https://www.tumblr.com/incorrecttwsted/714014468936531968/i-dont-speak-any-japanese-so-i-apologize-if-the

I thought you might like this! Let us know what you think of Floyd’s >:)

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UUUUWUWUWUUAAAAAA I'm not very surprised that Floyd wants to spy on you without getting caught. <3 stalker eel... orz he is absolutely a fan of risky, thrilling sex. If he puts his mind to it, he really can be as silent and stealthy as Jade.

What surprised me most was Malleus's part. Omg that comment "White isn't so bad" in reference to underwear... how bold of you, Tsunotarou!!!!! I am definitely not thinking about incubus!Malleus x nun!reader x priest!Rollo. :) not at all.......

And Leona's reminder of "be careful not to get eaten." AAAAAAAAAAA orz too sly... I need him carnally. T_T

[marvelcarbonara]

partners?

Loki x reader, gn!, 1.3k words, sfw

It was bitter cold as you skied down the run, the moguls tossing you down the mountain. It was so beautiful out, and you glided over the bumps with grace and ease. The wind biped at your nose, but you didn’t care. Skiing was worth every second of the cold on your face, it had always been your favorite thing to do.

Soon after you conquered the trail, you trekked into the singles lane of the ski line. It was only a two person lift, one that only locals of experience led tourist knew about, so you used it all of the time. Instead of having a few runs off of it,  it hit almost every slope on the backside of the mountain. 

As you glanced at the line, you saw the worker motion for a single. You saw a snowboarder dressed in black and green hobbled towards you . The two of you sat on the lift and sat. He was slightly panting and removed his goggles revealing striking green eyes. You tried not to stare and remembered to take off your own goggles. 

You both had ski mask on and many layers, so it was difficult to see anything else. After a few seconds, you started talking. The tension was almost awkward,so you wanted to stop it from being weird. It was a long lift to the summit of the mountain, so it would be fifteen minutes til the end. 

“So..”

You cleared your throat awkwardly.

“Where are you from? I don’t think I’ve seen you here before.”

His eyes widened and he sucked in a nervous breath. “Oh, you’re a local. I’m sorry, I’ve never been here before, so I assumed..” 

Silence crept into stealthy the air once more.

“Are you from the states?”

He blanked out and stared at the snow coated trees. When you spoke, his head snapped back to you. He chuckled and responded.

“Ehehehe, no, I definitely am not. I just find this to be a good break from my brother and his friends.”

He leaned back as you lowered the rail to rest your legs. His eyes crinkled at the corners when he smiled and he laughed without care. He seemed endearing, so you started talking.

“What’s so bad about your brother? I’m sure he’d enjoy skiing…?”

He took in a sharp breath and tilted his head. Must be a sore subject for him.

“Well, by an escape, I meant this lift. He’s along with some of his annoying company, so I’ve run away for the day.”

He put his hands on his knees and leaned near you. Lowering his voice, took off his goggles and gazed to you.

He had beautiful green eyes that your eyes didn’t want to stop falling into. You glanced away when he spoke with caution.

“I don’t mean to pry, but I was wondering what you were doing alone on a lift. Is it not lonely?”

You dryly laughed and turned his way, your eyes glazing over.

“Well, I don’t have anyone else, so it’s just me.”

After a few moments, you cleared your throat. 

“Um, but I’ve gotten used to it, it’s been a while since I’ve had any family. Do you have family?”

Even though you tried to hide it, he read the pain in you eyes. The years of suffering and regret, it was so vivid. However, you probably didn’t want to peruse the subject, so he talked about himself. 

“Yes, I have a mother and a … distant father. My brother is my only sibling, and I haven’t made many friends since I …. moved to the states.”

You pouted and spoke softly, feeling his loneliness.

“I hope you find some friends, I know how it can be.”

You stared at each other for a minute until you abruptly turned away. The lift ended and you both turned right.

It sort of shocked you, only seasoned skiers and locals went right. It was a difficult downward trail that was dotted with green woods, nothing a new skier should try.

He laughed with ease and turned to you, and you surprisingly both were headed down the same run. You talked until you reached the peak and an idea struck you. A sly grin was bit back and you spoke. 

“Wanna bet?”

He raised an eyebrow and smirked, even thought you couldn’t see it throughout mask.

“I’m always ready to win.”

You rolled your eyes and chuckled under your mask, positive you would win. 

“Whoever wins has to give the loser twenty dollars, and the winner has to make it to the lift first. No cheating!”

He bit his lip and his green eyes shone with mischief. He reached his right hand out and you shook on it. 

“Go!”

You both stated in sync, and then you blasted off. He was clearly experienced; he turned with grace and figure. However, you had been skiing for years and learned to perfect it. You quickly got down the hill to the lift and finished, panting. Shortly after he arrived, out of breath as well.  You took your money with a smirk and got in line again. 

The conversation flowed like honey and you rode together for the rest of the day. There was undeniably chemistry but when it was the end of the day, you both parted ways. 

With aching bones and a tired mind, you had completely forgotten to ask for a name, number, or anything to ask to meet again. Dissatisfied and upset, you returned to your house and thought of a way to see him again. After a month of taking the same lift each day at the same time, you lost hope and stopped looking, but you’d never forget his deep, green eyes.

New York Three Months Later

You finished briefing with Fury and Tony, and you were given a tour of the Avengers tower by the black widow, Natasha.

“Here’s the living room. We all spend most of our free time here or at the pool.” She informed. 

“Yeah, it all looks really nice.”

Your eyes scanned the room and waved at a few people resting, one you recognized as Wanda Maximoff. 

She smiled and you turned back to Nat.

“Do you ever take trips? Unrelated to missions, of course.” You asked.

She nodded.

“We do, and we actually just took a ski trip a few months ago.” 

You smiled and thought nothing of it as you continued the tour. That is, until you reached the training room. You eyes the two men fighting, one was Thor and the other seemed very similar, like you’d seen him before.

“That’s Thor and Loki.” She told after watching you gaze at them.

You stopped staring with your brows up.

“Loki from New York?”

“Yeah, is that okay? Your room is near his, but we can move you if you’d like.”

“No, it’s fine. We all need second chances.” 

You reasoned. She nodded and you looked back at Loki. He just seemed so familiar, but not only from New York.

He must’ve felt your eyes on his body because he turned briefly to face you despite fighting Thor.

He met your gaze and your eyes went wide with shock. Thor took the opportunity and brought his brother to the floor, breaking your gaze with Loki.

“Are you well, Brother?” Thor asked, but Loki didn’t respond. Instead, he got up quickly and went over to you. 

“It’s you!” He exclaimed softly. Your lips curved into a smile that matched his.

“It’s you.” You whispered, still holding his gaze.

Natasha cleared her throat and broke your long stare.

“You know each other?” 

“Yes.” You answered simultaneously, then looked back to each other. 

You looked into his sharp, green eyes. The same pair that you had seen month prior on the ski lift, racing you down the trail. 

He, too, saw your eyes and recognized your voice. You both had plagued the others thoughts ever since, but now, by some fate, you were living a room apart.

“What’s you name?” He asked shyly. You smiled and answered.

[shiyorin]

This is a request from @liar-anubiass-blog, hope you enjoy it!

Sanguinius x Reader: I'm sure this is a normal romcom story!

Hedonia had long prospered through tolerance and trade. So when the Ninth legions arrived with overtures of Imperial compliance, their government capitulated swiftly.

"Peace through shared prosperity, a philosophy my father would appreciate." smiled Sanguinius, finalizing terms. His charm and stately bearing left the government swayed. Compliance was official within the hour.

With governance transferred, the Blood Angels set to enjoying Hedonia's famed hospitality. You accompanied as ever, keeping a watchful eye though truly unneeded here. The people celebrated their liberation joyously.

Wandering market stalls piled high with fruit, spice and artisan wares caught your attention. Golden wine flowed freely, musicians played, and dancers writhed enticingly in silk. By afternoon, even Astartes's stoicism showed cracks beneath Hedonia's carefree spirit.

As sunset painted the sky a vibrant symphony, you saw Sanguinius across plaza fountains, smiling when watching all. Despite his duties, you mused, the Angel maintained a compassionate gentleness few could rival.

A hand tapped your shoulder, offering a goblet of wine. You accepted, toasting enigmatically before savoring the crowd. Your intuition proved correct, Hedonia would integrate smoothly under Blood Angels' guardianship.

Nightfall saw celebrations cresting joyously on. You spotted familiar white feathers across courtyard, framed against rose stained glass and twinkling mosaics. Approaching, you discovered the governor entertaining Sanguinius and captains amid fountains and perfumed blooms.

The primarch was saying gently. "Though not all welcome Imperial ways so readily. Your insight aids our mission of tranquility through unity."

The governor inclined his head respectfully. "The Imperium protects generations to come. Hedonia offers hospitality to those who bear such weighty duty." His eyes glinted sly invitation, heated by liquor and close company.

You paused, intrigued by dynamics unfurling subtly before well-tuned senses. The governor had proven amenable, perhaps too much so. Hedonia offered pleasures beyond compare, and its people were but flesh and blood beneath adamantium.

Discreetly withdrawing, you let intuition guide stealthy inspection through waving silks and writhing elegance. What you discovered brought a rare, wry smile to your lips, prudent plans to depart come morrow, lest Hedonia's charms sow seeds of complication. Although peace reigned through shared goodwill, certain diplomacies required more neutral mediation. And you doubted even the Angel could withstand that indefinitely.

As moonlight bathed the perfumed gardens, you wandered silently beneath fluttering silks. A rustle alerted you to another's approach, though you needed no warning of the primarch's aura.

Astartes on duty snapped to attention as you and Sanguinius emerged from the gleaming palace into moon-drenched terraced gardens. The primarch nodded dismissal, falling into pace beside you amid sculpted flora and quiet fountains.

The footsteps echoed softly along winding paths crowded with night-blooming blooms. Crystal lanterns cast a silvery glow, illuminating motes dancing on perfumed breeze. For a time you and him walked in companionable silence, minds turning over events of the day.

"Restless?" came his soft question, gazing up at moon's silvery glow. "You don't like this place?"

You look at him sidelong. "Not really, but your compliance seemed...unusually swift."

Sanguinius sighed. "Governance is no blunt instrument, like war. This wins where force would sow dissatisfaction." His hand twitched, as if to reach for your, yet withdrew shyly.

You smiled inwardly at the demigod's nerves, so endearing in one of his stature. "Capitulation without scrutiny invites complication. What was too easily won risks easy loss."

Sanguinius gaze grew tired. "You observed more than met the eye regarding Hedonia's swift fealty, did you not?" Ever perceptive, this son of the emperor.

You regarded him sidelong. "You notice much for one so...distracted earlier."

Sanguinius smile tired. "I'm primarch, my dear. Diplomacy requires discretion as well as charm. And I've centuries of practice maintaining focus amid diversions."

You arched a brow doubtfully. “Your skills seemed...tested this eve.”

The Primarch inclined his head, calm depths belying subtle eyes. "They welcomed us warmly, as is their way. But ultimately this world answers to duty, as do we all." A comforting conviction, though he knows it will not well.

A sighs, “A wise caution, my dear." Sanguinius paused beneath a bowing crescent, constellations dancing in sapphire eyes. “Will you not walk easier, and trust one so experienced in centuries?"

You look at the charismatic primarch whom legions followed unto death, and mysteries hid beneath charm more fathomless than any sea. Your lips twitched wryly. "You make a fair case, my lord."

Pausing before the flower, his tone grew lighter. "But enough work talk! This garden’s loveliness demands lighter concerns." Boldly, he offered a hand to you. "May I assist you further on our stroll? The path appears uneven." 

You took his arm with a soft smile. "As my lord wills."

You and Sanguinius walk leisurely amidst garden's verdant splendor, until a deafening boom shattered the tranquil night, smoke billowing from pale towers beyond fragrant flowers. Sanguinius paused serenely as you spun, scanning for threats through acrid haze.

Your gaze alit upon the primarch's visage, eternally calm yet lips quirking with mirth rarely witnessed. Understanding dawned, this turmoil bore Sanguinius' subtle hand, ensuring hopeful union remained uncompromised.

Beside you, Sanguinius smiled serenely. "Don't worry, all remains under control."

You fixed him with a deadpan stare. "My lord, please. You didn't."

The Angel affected wounded innocence. "You hurt me with such accusations, my dearest! Though in truth, certain factions proved... reluctant to accept new governance."

"Of course. And no doubt they coincidentally chose this moment, with you and the Ninth legion present, to air such dissent."

Sanguinius' wings flicked nonchalantly. "Strange are the ways of fate."

You sighed. "My lord, need I remind subtlety exists for good reason?"

He smiled ruefully. "Must you always see through me so?"

You sighed wearily. "My lord, please tell me you've brought your sons' more...incendiary tendencies well in hand."

Sanguinius splayed wings in guileless denial that fooled none. "Merely ensuring rogue elements pose no threat to nascent peace. Hedonia benefits from certainty."

You snorted. "Indeed. Attacking an Astartes legion and primarch, the height of cunning strategy."

As if in answer, a rain of scintillating flakes began drifting upon the breeze like oversized snowflakes, issuing from the ruined tower in prismatic swirls. The detonation had dispersed some toxic illuminant engineered for siege warfare across the city.

“Is that beautiful?” Sanguinius observed mildly “It's just a pity....” HisIdle manner belied concern in gaze surveying smoke spread.

"My lord, explosion within the grande hall, some manner of bomb," Raldoron communicates through vox. "Casualties few but governor untouched, perpetrators engaged us."

Sanguinius activated vox bead. “Quarantine and neutralize colored precipitation, establish perimeter. Investigate tower, dispatch any remnants.”

Answer chimed distantly as Blood Angels mobilized with practiced precision. Within moments, precincts were secured. 

You noticed Sanguinius studying flickering flakes settling upon outstretched palm. “This toxin’s composition intrigues, effectual against Astartes physiology.” His frown conveyed disappointment more than anger. 

Your path turned towards disturbance’s epicenter. You spotted familiar crimson-armored silhouettes among chaos, subduing struggling captives with ease. Factors behind attack remained conjectural, but Sanguinius projected assurance, calming frazzled nerves with gentle words of protection.

A smoldering form was being trailed between stone pillars, bound firmly in ceramite restraints. You detected no life but surveyed stoically. “The mastermind, I presume?”

Azkaellon nodded respectfully. “Paramilitary dissident, advanced augmentations. Fought with ferocity but skill exceeded his." HeIndicated various wounds,but untroubled by gore. "His accomplices fled. Patrols are sweeping underground thoroughfares thoroughly.”

A figure burst from a hidden alcove, dagger gleaming, only to rebound off Sanguinius’ forcefield and tumble screaming into the fray. You shook your head.

“You seem unconcerned, my lord. However, attacking Astartes within their territory bodes ill for future governance.”

Sanguinius waved airily. “Don't worry, these seem but wayward souls. Once calmed, understanding will come.”

You parsing threads of this world's sudden turmoil. Too easy indeed,  it makes you worry. Your musings were shattered by a thunderous roar. Whirling, You glimpsed some arcing towards you, someone. Instinct took over. Too late, a robed saboteur activated payload strapped hastily to chest.

“For freedom!” they cried, lunging for you in final, hopeless act. You twisted deftly aside on instinct...but not quite fast enough.

Blinding fireball engulfed the intruder, spattering you with heat and viscera. You stumbled, assessing damage through ringing skull, naught but bruises and disarray. Yet as senses clearing, a raw, primal screaming rent the night.

Looking up, horror gripped you, for Sanguinius stood wreathed in gloom darker than any shadow, wings mantled in rage so profound all light seemed swallowed. Eyes blazed murderous promise at those who dared threaten what was his to protect.

And in that instant, you understood what this world will facing the wrath of Blood Angels. Terror...and unbridled awe at beholding a Primarch fully unleashed.

“Fuck.” You said.

Sanguinius erupted with bestial howl, tearing into the night on cryomantic wings which lit the clouds in roseate glory. For miles, colossal thunder echoed in his wake, the screams of those his wrath descended upon in merciless retribution.

But words were lost on wailing storm. The Blood Angels closed ranks, scarlet blizzard rending verdict upon any poor souls found culpable on sight alone. And Sanguinius stormed on, cataclysm incarnate, until all trembled before his wrath.

When dawn came, so too did the primarch, cloak swirling about form streaked with gore yet eyes returned to calm azure depths once more. Only faint lines denoting cares borne too heavily for one soul whispered of rage’s passing.

You raised brows. “Finished venting bloodlust, have you?”

Sanguinius bowed head repentantly. “My apologies. None shall threaten you whilst I draw breath.”

An atmosphere of confusion reigned. Until you broke silence musingly.

"You know, in that berserk state...there was something rather appealing about you, my Lord"

Sanguinius coughing violently as if choking on very air. Wiping streaming eyes, Sanguinius rasped "Y-you find this ...appealing?!"

"Indeed. All that suppressed passion unleashed so ferociously...quite sexier, really." Your eyes gleamed wicked amusement.

You slipped your hand into crook of his arm, resting head on formidable bicep. Sanguinius sighed, smiling wryly down upon cocky who challenged even him so effortlessly.

"We will talk about it later. Now come, duties await, and I’ve had quite fill of intrigue for one turn."

You smiled wryly. “As you say, my lord. Now, shall we see the governor, or do you intend painting the palace entranceway red as well?”

[anotherbloodiedbonesaw]

Hey sorry to bother you but I got cut off at the end of my other ask- What I meant to say was which of your colleagues do you like in order from who you like the most to the least? Miss Pauling and Administrator can be included if you want to.

Hah, vell, isn't zhat a hard one?

Hmm.. Favorite to least favorite..

1, Heavy, he keeps me safe on zhe field, heha, and is a very good man for my tests and experiments.. very willing.. wonderful anatomy, and was zhe perfect beginning for zhe Ubercharge- Ah, vell, he's enjoyable to be around.

2, Hm.. Engineer, ja. We work on certain experiments together, and he'll help me out with things on the occasion, very grateful for zhat. He helped me discover zhe bread tumors!

3, Pyro, I don't exactly have.. much to say, really. Zhey leave me be, and I find zhem rather interesting.. but I have no reason to dislike zhem, so.

4, Sniper, zhis list is getting harder to make... I don't have much to say about him either, but I did bring him back from zhe dead and it made a wonderful experiment.. Hm, he didn't exactly like zhat, though. I don't think he likes me very much. I enjoy how respectful zhe man can be.

5, Spy, I'd say. He does not bother me, unless he needs a new set of lungs, and I only bother him to give him a new set. So stealthy.. so sly.. so hard to crack.. Very impressive.

6, Soldier, he is very loud... and annoying.. and bothersome.. but he does his job vell.. when needed, at least. He does not need a new organ every minute. Still a dummkopf.

7, Demo, I cannot stand continuously replacing and replacing his liver all zhe time. I cannot. 

8, Scout. Too loud. Alvays up to something. Cannot shut zhat trap of his. Pulled one too many "pranks" in my lab.. eugh.