#you're very wrong and you're about to be hit with some serious shit in the near future

[aerodaltonimperial]

okay, i am GENUINELY not trying to be patronizing or condescending right now, but the amount of pearl-clutching and freaking out that's happened in the past six months or so about the wrestlers you write about finding your fic has been quite high, and VERY GENUINELY, if you are one of the people panicking: how did you not factor this in as a possibility in the first place? i'm being serious. how did you, when you sat down to write about real people, not think that those very real people with internet connections and a metric fuckton of boring travel time were not going to find fanfics about themselves if they wanted to?

we are in an age where fanfiction is mainstream. back in 2000, when i was in high school, you didn't talk about that shit, but now? people are reccing fanfics on tiktok videos. publishing has figured out that writers here put out good stuff and are repackaging it for profit. ao3 is a hugo award winning fanfiction archive. y'all. it's out there. it's all out there. this is a fan space. it's still our space. you can't stop them from ending up here, but that's on them, not us. if you're freaking out, then maybe this isn't something you want to be doing. i'm being very serious. if this is causing you panic, you probably should not be part of this in the year 2024. but, like, i would bet a fairly substantial amount of money that at least 50% of them are well aware of what their number one pairing on ao3 is.

they're already here. they already know. they have always known lol. i'm, like, 75% sure i've had lines lifted from fics before, and honestly, that's not a panic moment, that's a fuck yeah i really nailed that moment. you're not doing anything wrong. this is a fan space. as long as you aren't putting it in front of them and they came here on their own? besties, you're good. you're great. it's fine. i'm being serious, please stop panicking. you gotta roll with it if you're gonna be here. you gotta assume that, at any point, someone involved could find what you're writing. genuinely, if you are not comfortable with that, then you're gonna have to just keep your fics to some google docs you share with a few friends. i know that not everyone has had a red alert level 5 the call is coming from inside the house moment, but it's one of those things. it comes with the territory.

we gotta stop freaking out every month lol. take the acknowledgements and laugh about them. it's fun when they give shout-outs! they know what's cookin'. it's cute that they keep an eye on fandom and what's hitting with us. don't put it in their faces, don't tag them on social media with it, just keep doin' what you're doin' here in the fan space and having a nice time. i promise you'll be okay.

[nymph-ette111]

Hello!

Could you do how Jeff, EJ, Toby and Ben (all separated) would react to Y/N being uncomfortable because of stretch marks on the thighs (or other parts of the body)?? Like what would they do or say about it

Sorry if it was a very long request or something ❤

That's it, have a great day/night!!

WARNINGS; MENTIONS OF UNHEALTHY RELATIONSHIPS/JEFFREY BEING AN ACTUAL DICK, MENTIONS OF STRETCH MARKS

AUTHOR'S NOTE; not very proud of this tbh... anyways I didn't really get the "uncomfortable" part so I wrote it as in "insecure" I hope this is what you had in mind :( ALSO I DON'T HAVE A CHARACTER LIMIT GUYS YOU CAN ASK FOR AS MANY AS YOU'D LIKE IN ONE REQUEST!!

JEFFREY;

-not even going to attempt and sugarcoat this section... or any future headcanons that include Jeff because this man is genuinely the biggest asshole to have ever assholed on the planet.

-he doesn't even care if you're his partner, bro is actually ruthless.

-he's made you cry countless of times before.

-i mean... everyone agrees he isn't the greatest boyfriend, especially in terms of just... caring for his lover. like this man can't even do the bare minimum in a relationship.

-if he ever catches you staring at your body in the mirror for long periods of time, he'll straight up ask you.

"the fuck is wrong with you?"

-Jeff is still an intelligent man, he catches on quite quickly.

-he knew you were insecure about something, you wouldn't just sulk at the mirror for like 15 minutes straight for no reason.

-once you tell him what's wrong he kind of just... belittles you?

-that sounds wrong I KNOW. LET ME EXPLAIN.

-it's just that he doesn't understand why you're insecure about some stretch marks on your body.

-he acts like insecurities are useless bullshit as if he doesn't fake his own confidence.

-okay you fucking hypocrite.

-yeah anyways in terms of "comforting" you, said in quotation marks because Jeffrey Woods and comfort in the same sentence is actually diabolical. basically his way of making you feel better about it even if he thinks it's stupid, he forces you to show them to everyone.

-yep. usually when your partner is upset about something physically, you try to make them view said thing in a positive light, and THEN you try to encourage them to try and show it off and be confident about it. right?

-no, Jeff goes straight to the point whether you agree or not. stretch marks on your thighs and legs? you WILL be wearing that short dress. stretch marks on your arms? WEAR that short sleeve top. stretch marks on your stomach? WEAR THAT TANK TO—

-he intends good I swear he's just very mean about it.

-also when other creeps hit on you (specifically BEN) he gets mad like he wasn't the one who threw away half of your closet and forced you to wear something revealing...

-if you sit him down for a serious talk about how this doesn't help with anything and it only makes you even more uncomfortable he might mellow shit down and stop with this whole showing off your body to feel less insecure situation.

-he'll understand but don't expect him to do anything else after that because he claims that "it's not my fuckin' problem... deal with that shit yourself then"

-he is a little pissy about it because he thought he was genuinely helping you.

-having the audacity to get mad when an insufficient way of overcoming your insecurities doesn't work? okay bro.

-anyways I love him guys please request more for this goober.

EYELESS JACK;

-like mentioned in the previous post, Jack never judges others for the way they look physically.

-even when he was normal, he never saw the point in it. that's just the way your body is. why should he make you feel bad about it when you can't do anything to change it? even towards himself. before specific events took place, when he was just a normal college student he saw himself as average looking and didn't have a problem with it and never made an effort to try and "look better"

-but after the whole... failed cult sacrifice it earned him this villain complex mindset.

-he sees himself as an unlovable monstrosity, the fact that you were willing to be near this guy at all is mind-blowing to him.

-naturally, Jack views you as way out of his league. he believes that he doesn't deserve you.

-so, seeing you? the one who changed his life and dragged him out of the hell hole that is his mind, unsatisfied with the way your body looks because of some stretch marks?

-bro is genuinely offended. you're fucking ethereal, you're an angel from above, why can't you see that?

-but seeing you view that part of your body as something bad, he can't help but feel like you're disgusted with his too.

-for context, Jack also has stretch marks scattered all over his body. you don't like yours equals you don't like his. that's his logic.

-he wouldn't say it out loud though, of course not. he knows that it's wrong. his thoughts are just a way to bring him down and make him even more miserable, he just can't help but find any opportunity to convince his brain that he is unlovable.

-i think it's best to not talk about it Infront of him.

-he still thinks you're beautiful though, he's just overthinking :(

TOBY;

-quite similar to Jack, doesn't understand why you view them in such a negative light. he is genuinely borderline obsessed with you. everything... I mean EVERYTHING is perfect in his eyes. yes, including the stretch marks. yes, including the freckle on your left thigh because he is just that observant.

-this man is DETERMINED to make you feel better, he'd do anything to make you see yourself the way he does. quite aggressive with it too. you ARE pretty. stretch marks or not.

-all of the sudden, every single time you stop by a mirror to over-analyse your stretch marks, you're dragged away by Toby to talk about the nice weather outside (anyone who dares to step a foot outside will have to face the consequences of a fucking heatstroke)

-all of the sudden, he starts littering more gentle, almost ghost-like kisses all over your thighs once you two are in the safety of your rooms. it wasn't some out of the ordinary with Toby, he's always had a thing for showing his affection towards you physically. it just stepped up a notch, and the kisses are now directed towards those specific areas.

-he'll do anything to prove to you that your stretch marks are simply a part of you and your body. and he fucking loves it.

-if you don't start loving your stretch marks after all that treatment Toby is giving... the problem is you. mans is actually dedicated.

BEN;

-was never good with comforting people, especially someone he cares about. he is used to always brushing his feelings away, never really confronting himself about shit. but unlike Jeff, he actually tries for you.

-I'll be honest... he probably never knew stretch marks even existed.

-once you told him what you were so upset about, he legitimately went "the fuck is that?"

-he actually has no filter, this guy speaks before he thinks.

-bet you he was typing away on his keyboard too, barely paying any attention to your little rant.

-when you realize his half-assed responses were because he wasn't even listening, you genuinely consider plugging off that ancient ass computer just to get some of his attention.

-he feels bad after that though, he'd attempt, keyword attempt to try and make you feel better.

-it probably doesn't work but you sort of let it him off the hook for it. he doesn't even know what a stretch mark looks like, he is basically trying to convince you that something he doesn't even know and has never seen in his life before is beautiful.

-the attempt is appreciated though, it's genuine enough.

[seventeenreasonswhy]

SVT reacts to your toxic ex at a party!

OT13!Seventeen with GN!Reader

Warnings/Content: SFW! Light angst, some fluff-ish/sweet comforting, but also some members choose violence!, nonconsensual advances/touching from Y/N's ex! 😠

Situation: You're at a house party with your (relatively) new partner, <SVT member>, and you unfortunately run into your toxic ex. Things didn't end smoothly, and so many awful things that you brushed off while you were together have flooded into your mind since the breakup, filling you with resentment towards them and (misplaced) anger at yourself.

But tonight, to keep the drama to a minimum, you end up putting on a brave face and avoiding your ex for most of the night. But... eventually they get really wasted and approach you while you're waiting for the bathroom by yourself...

Situation, cont.: Your annoying, drunk ex loudly complains about your breakup and how much they miss you... The whole interaction makes you uncomfortable, so you try to deescalate the situation and exit the conversation... But they drunkenly grope you!

You push them away, fully angry now, but they are persistent! After a minute, you start feeling genuinely violated. This obviously enrages and upsets you! You push the problematic ex away with more force, your night now totally derailed. Thankfully you manage to get away from them.

All you want is to leave the party, but you can't even think straight. You don't want there to be too much of a scene, so in your flustered state, you just head toward the door. But your new partner <SVT member> notices you heading out visibly upset and...

Author's Note: This is so K-drama haha! But I just love thinking about protective Seventeen lol! 🤷‍♀️

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Seungcheol

sees red. needs to find the asshole right away. he starts charging off in a blind rage, until you physically get in his path and tell him that the best thing he can do is get you outta there. he takes a second to calm down, but once he realizes that you're as upset as you are, he becomes totally focused on making sure you're ok, and his anger fizzles away. (he hates that son of a bitch tho.)

Jeonghan

gets visibly angry, which you've never seen before. he takes a sharp breath in through his nose, looking away from you for a moment and cursing your ex under his breath. He composes himself quickly though and asks if you're ready to get out of there, and you are so relieved that you cry some more. he wipes the tears from your face and gives you a sweet kiss on the cheek, silently putting his arm around you and guiding you toward the door.

Jisoo

is very upset! he knows that that asshole is simply being pathetic— desperate for your attention even though they treated you like shit. what the fuck is wrong with them? these are thoughts that jisoo has the tact to keep to himself until you are in the car on the way back to his place. he'll put on a cozy movie and cuddle you until you forget all about that loser.

Junhui

is pissed! he's silent but you can feel his energy change! you quickly tell him that you want to get out of there before he has time to really process what you told him, and before you know it he's driving you to his place. it all hits him in the car and he can't stop yelling "that fucking son of a bitch!" which you find... kind of cute.

Soonyoung

is very drunk!!! haha sweet tiger loves to party. and he can't hide his true feelings when he's this drunk to save his life. he immediately yells out your ex's name, with a serious growl of "where the fuck are you?" he turns some heads, and it takes you, DK and Mingyu to hold him back from beating the shit out of this asshole. It takes a long time for him to calm down. He is screaming nasty mean shit at your ex the whole time! you feel kind of embarassed about the whole scene, but deep down you're flattered that soonyoung would get so defensive on your behalf.

Wonwoo

silent and seething. he listens as calmly as he can, gently brushing tears from your face, holding your face between his hands. he whispers to you sweetly, asking you if you want him to drive you home and you just nod and drop your forehead against his chest. he takes you in his arms and guides you out the door. in the car, he holds your hand reassuringly as he drives, letting you vent about this jackass as much as you need. in his head, he is imagining the world of pain he would inflict on this ex of yours for making you shed even a single tear!

Jihoon

wants to throw hands! but won't because he knows that that would just upset you more. he tucks a strand of your hair behind your ear and asks if you want to get out of there. you nod and he smoothly grabs his keys in one hand while lacing his fingers with yours in his other hand, guiding you to his car where he puts on your favorite music as you drive to his place. he doesn't pressure you to do or say anything, just gets the couch cozy and starts making you some late night snacks. (acts of service king right here).

Minghao

is very upset! actually he's disgusted by your ex's behavior. as he listens to you tell him what happened, he can tell that you're holding back tears. he hates to see you so upset! he can't help but look around the room, trying to find your ex. At the very least this asshole needs to be put in their place. but, you pull at his arm and he sees you looking so frustrated and embarrassed that he can't help but get the message. he wraps his arm around you and guides you to the door, watching you for any signal of what you want to do next.

Mingyu

he's so upset that someone would disrespect your boundaries like that! as he rubs your back comfortingly, he asks you what you want to do. stay, go for a walk and come back, or just leave? he'll do whatever you feel like doing, but you're so upset that you hesitate to decide. after a few beats, he runs a hand through your hair sweetly and makes the executive decision to take you home and get you ice cream on the way.

Seokmin

He's so angry! like seriously so mad that this person dared to touch you. he keeps his emotions (relatively) in check tho, because he doesn't want to upset you any further. he looks at you all worried, and then takes you in his arms. "I just want to go," you say tearfully into his chest. "Done," and he takes your hand and leads you to the car - opening every door, putting on good music, and making sure you don't have to even lift a finger for the rest of the night.

Seungkwan

smoke is coming out of his ears! he's seeing red and nothing but red! will choose violence before you can stop him! the other members have to pull him off of your ex! his actions don't really make you less upset, but he is so mad on your behalf that you're kind of touched? you guys talk about it more seriously once he calms down and he apologizes for losing it. "I can't believe they would do that to you," he grumbles in the car. "I know," you say, and he looks at you so lovingly despite his anger that you realize how safe you feel with him.

Vernon

kind of outraged, tbh. he can’t believe this guy would do something so immature and rude. he looks at you like he is really feeling in pain for you, and ends up being very soft because he hates seeing you upset. he doesn’t say many words, but he holds you and whispers in your ear that it’s fine if you want to leave, he’ll take you anywhere you want.

Chan

He's so furious! he can’t hide how mad he is! but he tries to get it together because he doesn’t want you to think that he’s angry at you. he awkwardly trips over his words because he’s so worked up, but once you put a hand on his chest and tell him that you just want to leave, he practically carries you princess-style to the car.

[nychta-luxury]

A Strange God

Gen Z reader

soft au - reader is an adult -

Warning: Not proofread, dark jokes, mostly comedy rather then serious, swearing.

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You were sitting in you're room playing genshin, doing your usual things like commissions, Tea pot, exploration, farming.

Until something strange happened your device wasn't responding. I don't mean the screen froze oh no no. You can still move your mouse however the game itself is moving on its own

"Oh hell naw I didn't sign up for this demonic shit. " You say as you back away from the device. Your main is still moving and the worst part is, its not even part of any idle animation or something you have seen before. You don't care if it's a hacker or some possession shit, EITHER ONE IS BAD

Then it hits you, you starting to get light headed, vision becoming blurry, you start on panicking. What the hell was wrong with your body just when you were about to reach for a phone you black out.

You are now concouice though haven't opened your eyes yet, it feels... Very peaceful your not sure why.. The birds are singing, the smell of flowers in the air, the grass on the ground

"THE GRASS ON THE GROUND?!" You instantly opened your eyes.

"Why is this grass brighter than my future." You say as you look at the neon like grass "Did people kidnap me to touch grass like a normal human being?" Look as much as unbelievable that suggestion was, you have been told to randomly touch grass more than your salary combined.

"You know what fuck it, it's like-" You look at the sky "I'm going to pretend I know what the time is, however I can say it's too early to care." You lay back down, ah how peaceful. Too peaceful, but who cares you can pretend to be in some anime and lay down at the grass.

"AHHH IS THAT A FUCKING BUG" You instantly sat up from the ground, honestly what were you thinking

"GET THE HELL AWAY SATAN SPAWN."

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Okay now that's over with. You look up at the sky "Okay universe we both know you will fuck me over one way or another. I know damn well that the bugs were only the beginning." You sigh, done with your anime protagonist moment and reach out to grab your phone.

"Where's my phone...?"

"NO NO NOO," you say panicking "WHERE IS MY LIFE PURPOSE?!" You scream "I AM STILL WAITING FOR TCF MANHWA TO UPDATE!!"

It's been 30 minutes and you are still upset you don't have your phone. YOU DON'T CARE IF SOMEONE KIDNAPPED YOU AS LONG AS THEY GAVE YOU A PHONE OR BE AN IPAD KID.

"Ugh, what's the purpose of life if it isn't to update that one story you never continued in 2020." You say dramatically, if anyone was watching they would think you just lost a loved one.

you felt a small tickle on your foot, and your -20 IQ brain thought that it might be a spider... but suddenly you had gained 1 IQ and decided to actually look at what it was instead of kicking your feet aimlessly.

Turns out it was was a squirrel, thank goodness you didn't kick it. Let's just say tiktok traumatized you with too much information about animals..

The squirrel was just cuddling up to you, your weren't really sure why. It was then you realize your surroundings. "Why the hell am I in some old ass ruin??" Now your confused, you look around the area to see where you are perhaps you might even recognize it who knows? You can see a huge structure, it kinda looks like a crossbow, your not quite sure how to describe it. It feels very familiar for some reason, you can see carving marks on it, it read "Seed of stories, brought by the wind, and cultivated by time." huh for an ancient structure it sure had modern English. Wait. That's not English. How are you even reading that??? there is only one explanation for this. "I am some fictional work that doesn't even make sense, like 90% of fantasy reincarnation stories even if the protagonist was transmigrated and not reincarnated, but they use it anyway to sound cool." You say with a serious face, "Lmao as if that was true" You feel something on your shoulder, you immediately turn to what it was just to find the same squirrel just climbed up to your shoulder and now just cuddling you. "You are so lucky my reflexes didn't kick in, I almost throw you off my shoulders yk." "Why am I even talking to a squirrel? gonna be Snow White 2.0 ig" suddenly you hear something drop, you turn behind you and see- IS THAT AMBER???? looks like she dropped her bow, why does she look so surprised? Is it your outfit maybe? Maybe even the hair?? Anyways you just walked over and picked up ambers bow for her "Yo, you uh dropped this" "YOUR GRACE, YOU DON'T HAVE TO PICK IT UP FOR ME!!" "Wait tf you mean your grace." ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Welp Gen z reader popped up in my mind so here- I decided not to add to many gen z jokes just yet since it is a little short story, might make a part 2 if this post goes well-

[handmade-witch]

part 5 baby!! Slytherin boys x Incorrect Quote Generaror~

Part 1 ☆ Part 2 ☆ Part 3 ☆ Part 4 ☆ Part 6

Draco: Hey, are you free?

Blaise: No, I’m expensive.

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Mattheo: Go fuck yourself.

Lorenzo: Come over here and fuck me yourself you coward!

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Mattheo: BE A BETTER PERSON!

[Y/N]: WHY?!

Mattheo: BECAUSE SOMEONE NEEDS TO HAVE MORALS IN THIS RELATIONSHIP, AND IT SURE AS FUCK AIN'T GONNA BE ME, SWEETHEART!

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Draco: *venting endlessly to Mattheo about their week*

Mattheo, every once in a while: *in a monotone* Wow, that is so wild.

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Mattheo: Astrology is fun because I can pretend that all of my behaviors are just a result of being a Gemini and not symptoms of mental illness.

[Y/N]: Being a Gemini is a mental illness. That’s not hate it’s just a fact.

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Blaise: What are you doing here?

Draco: I could ask you the same question.

Blaise: I live here. This is my house.

Draco: I should probably ask you a different question.

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*Lorenzo and [Y/N] texting*

Lorenzo: Come downstairs and talk to me please. I'm lonely.

[Y/N]: Isn't Mattheo there?

Lorenzo: Yes but I like you more.

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Theodore, about Mattheo: I could fix them, but honestly whatever the hell is wrong with them is way funnier.

Draco: That's what any god probably thinks about me.

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Lorenzo: From now on we will be using code names.

Lorenzo: You can address me as Eagle One.

Lorenzo: Draco is “been there done that”.

Lorenzo: [Y/N] is “currently doing that”.

Lorenzo: Blaise is “it happened once in a dream”.

Lorenzo: Mattheo is “if I had to pick a(nother) dude.”

Lorenzo: And Theodore is..

Lorenzo: Eagle Two

Theodore: Oh thank god.

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Blaise: Anyone d-

[Y/N]: Depressed?

Theodore: Drained?

Lorenzo: Dumb?

Mattheo: Disliked?

Blaise: -done with their work... what is wrong with you people...

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Draco: I dare you-

[Y/N]: Mattheo is not allowed to accept dares anymore.

Draco: Why not?

Mattheo: "I have no regard for my own or others personal safety", as some would say.

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Theodore, at [Y/N]: Would you like to stay for dinner?

Mattheo, from the kitchen: Would you like to stay forever!?!

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[Y/N]: Do you ever want to talk about your emotions, Theodore?

Theodore: No.

Lorenzo: I do!

[Y/N]: I know, Lorenzo.

Lorenzo: I’m sad.

[Y/N]: I know, Lorenzo.

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Mattheo: Ooh, somebody has a crush

Theodore: Pfft, I don’t have a crush on [Y/N] I just think they’re cool, it’s not like I stay up at night thinking about them.

*Later that night*

Theodore, very much awake: Uh oh.

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Kidnapper: I have one of your friends.

[Y/N]: Which one? I have six.

Kidnapper: The loud, annoying, rowdy one who never shuts up.

[Y/N] Which one? I have six.

Pansy, distantly: HEY!!!

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Mattheo: I have very high standards, you know.

Theodore: I can make spaghetti...

Mattheo: Oh no! You're meeting all my standards!

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Blaise: You bought a taco?

Draco: Yes.

Blaise: From the same truck that hit Lorenzo?!

Draco, with a mouthful of taco: Well, me starving ain't gonna help them.

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Mattheo: In alcohol’s defense, I’ve done some pretty dumb shit while completely sober too.

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Theodore: Can you be serious for five minutes?

Lorenzo: My record is four, but I think I can do it.

[mswritergirl02]

Pure Paranoia 

Summary: Y/n smokes for the first time and gets too high

->Reader Advisory: This story involves themes related to marijuana use. Please proceed with caution if you are sensitive to or uncomfortable with such content.

A/N : This is my very first post ! I’m excited to see where this account goes.

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Y/n sat on the edge of Riah's couch, her fingers nervously tapping against her thigh as she watched her friends pass around a joint. The sweet scent of marijuana filled the air, swirling around her like a seductive dance, tempting her to join in.

Riah noticed Y/n's hesitation and leaned in with a mischievous grin. "Come on, Y/n, don't be such a goody-two-shoes. Just one hit won't hurt."

 Zela nodded eagerly, her eyes sparkling with excitement. 

"Yeah, you've gotta try it at least once! It's not like you're doing anything wrong."

Y/n bit her lip, her heart racing with uncertainty. She had always been the innocent one of the group, never straying too far from her comfort zone. The thought of smoking weed for the first time sent a thrill of fear and excitement coursing through her veins.

"I don't know, guys. I've never smoked marijuana before," Y/n admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. 

Riah rolled her eyes, shaking her head in disbelief. "You can call it weed, Y/n come on, Live a little! You're always so uptight."

Zela chimed in, her voice gentle but persuasive. "It's not a big deal, Y/n. Just take a puff and see how you feel. You might like it."

With a shaky breath, Y/n reached out and accepted the joint, her fingers trembling slightly as she brought it to her lips. The smoke burned her throat, making her cough and sputter as she tried to inhale.

"Easy there, girl," Riah teased, patting her back as she handed her a soda can.

Five hits later Y/n found herself sipping on that same can, trying to calm her racing heart as the effects of the weed began to take hold.

At first, it was just a pleasant buzz, a feeling of warmth and relaxation washing over her like a gentle wave. But as the minutes ticked by, Y/n's world began to spin out of control. 

The room seemed to warp and distort around her, the colors bleeding together in a dizzying kaleidoscope of light and sound.

“Hey, have I told you about that guy I met last weekend?"

Zela's interest was piqued, and she turned to Riah with a grin. 

"No, spill the tea! What's his deal?"

Riah chuckled, twirling a lock of her hair around her finger. "Well, his name is Alex, and let me tell you, he's got some serious charm. We hit it off right away."

Zela's eyes widened in excitement. "Ooh, sounds promising. What's he like?"

Riah's smile widened, her cheeks flushing with color. "He's funny, for one thing. And he's got this way of looking at you that makes you feel like you're the only person in the room."

Zela nudged Riah playfully, a teasing grin on her face. "Sounds like someone's got a crush."

Riah's cheeks grew even redder, but she couldn't suppress the grin that spread across her face. "Maybe I do. But don't tell anyone, okay? I want to see where this goes first."

Zela winked, her smile knowing. "Your secret's safe with me. Just remember to play it cool, okay? You don't want to scare him off."

Y/n tried hard to focus on the conversation swirling around her, but the words seemed to slip through her fingers like grains of sand. Her heart pounded in her chest, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps as she struggled to keep her composure. She felt as if every part of her body was twitching. 

How does anyone enjoy this?

"Y/n, are you okay?" Riah's voice cut through the fog of Y/n's mind, filled with concern.

Shit speak you haven’t said anything in 10 minutes

Y/n nodded, her mouth dry as cotton as she tried to form words. Taking another sip of her soda she mumbled, "I'm fine, just...just a little lightheaded."

Oh god, I feel nauseous. 

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Y/n's heart raced with panic as she sat in the backseat of her friend's car, the effects of the weed controlling her mind. What would she tell Harry? Would he notice? With his friends over, the thought of facing their judgment sent a shiver down her spine.

Of course, he’s going to know your high anyone in their right mind could see you’re tripping fucking balls. 

God, I wish Riah would roll up her window I’m freezing.

As they pulled up to her apartment building, Y/n plastered on a fake smile and told her friends goodbye, trying to hide the turmoil raging inside her. She took a deep breath, preparing herself. 

She dragged her now heavy feet up the stairs and pulled out her keychain trying to unlock the front door to her and Harry’s shared apartment but instead, her tangled keychain slipped from her trembling fingers and fell to the floor.

"Fuck," she cursed under her breath, pushing her now knotted hair from her face bending down to pick them up.

Why the fuck are there so many keys on this thing. I should really take some off... I don't even use half of these keys.

She finally managed to grasp the key and insert it into the lock, but her mind was so clouded with panic that she struggled to turn it.

Inside, Harry and his friends exchanged curious glances as they heard the commotion outside the door. 

Why won’t this fucking door op-

Before Harry could get up to investigate, the door swung open and Y/n stumbled inside, her hair messy and her bloodshot red eyes wide with panic.

As she entered, Harry's gaze met hers, and she saw the flicker of concern in his eyes. His raised eyebrow didn't escape her notice, sending a shiver of unease down her spine.

Act normal. Act fucking normal.

"Hey," she stammered, her voice barely audible as she tried to break the suffocating silence. She couldn’t help but feel as though all of their eyes were staring into her soul.

They know

Harry's expression softened slightly, but she could still see the worry etched into his features. "Welcome home love, you alright?," he questioned gently, his gentle british accent a soothing presence amidst the tension.

Y/n forced a smile, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. "Yeah, just had a bit of trouble with my keys," she mumbled, avoiding his gaze as she shuffled past him and his friends.

Harry frowned, but before he could press further, his friends' curious stares reminded him of their presence. Clearing his throat, he turned to face them with a forced grin. "Alright, lads, back to business. Who's up for another round of—"

But Y/n's voice cut through his words, her stomach growling loudly as she caught sight of the pizza box sitting on the kitchen table. Her mouth watered at the delicious aroma 

"Pizza?" she blurted out, her eyes widening with hunger as she made a beeline for the box.

Harry's friends exchanged amused glances, their lips quirking up in smirks as they watched Y/n's eager reaction. 

Harry chuckled, "Saved you a slice, pineapple ya favorite ," he said, his voice warm with affection. "Thought you might be hungry."

Y/n's eyes lit up with gratitude as she grabbed a slice, her fingers trembling slightly as she took a bite. The taste exploded on her tongue, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body as she savored every delicious bite.

"Thanks, Harry," she said between bites, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment as she realized how crazy she must look.

Soon she didn’t care as her taste buds were sent into a frenzy of delight. It was like nothing she had ever experienced before.

Fuck I could die happy right now 

Y/n couldn’t help but let out a soft moan of pleasure as pineapple juice filled her mouth and the second the sound escaped her lips, her eyes widened in horror, realizing she had made that sound out loud. She glanced around the room, and spotted Lucas, Harry's friend, standing in the kitchen, his gaze fixed on her.

Y/n's heart pounded in her chest, her mind racing with panic as she struggled to come up with an excuse.

Harry's warm laughter filled the air. "Enjoying the pizza, are we?" he teased, his voice filled with affection as he shot her a playful wink.

Lucas's voice cut through the air like a knife. "You look fucking stoned, Y/n," he exclaimed, a smirk playing on his lips.

By now y/n’s entire face was bright red with embarrassment as she averted her gaze, her heart racing with panic. Feeling the weight of Harry's curious gaze boring into her.

She rubbed her now sweaty hands on her jeans, once again struggling to find the right words to defend herself. "I-I'm fine," she insisted, her voice trembling slightly.

Just take a seat Y/n. 

Listening to her thoughts y/n made her way to take a seat, and felt a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach as now all eyes were actually on her.

Matt's eyes widened as she sat down . Her body carrying the heavy skunk like scent everywhere she went. "Dear God, Y/n, you smell like weed," he blurted out, his voice filled with disbelief.

Y/n's heart sank as she looked up, meeting Harry's curious gaze once again. She felt herself sinking deeper into the couch as if her body was not her own and someone else was controlling it.

"Love, you do smell like weed," Harry stated softly, as he placed a hand on her thigh. To be completely honest Harry knew Y/n was high from the moment she walked in. He could tell just by the way her eyes looked back at him. Of course he’d never accuse her of it.

Say something everyone is staring at you

 She was screaming at herself to open her mouth and speak but she simply couldn’t.

Sensing something was wrong with his usually calm girlfriend Harry made an announcement, "It's getting late, I'm a little tired”, his voice breaking the tension in the room.

Oh thank god.

Y/n felt a twinge of relief as Harry and his friends began cleaning up. Not bothering to help Y/n found herself lost in a trance, staring at the video game on the screen. The vibrant colors and lifelike characters captivated her, momentarily distracting her from the chaos swirling inside her mind.

So pretty 

Y/n's thoughts of the video game were interrupted by the sound of Harry closing the door behind his departing friends. 

Just tell him for fucks sake

With a rush of adrenaline, Y/n blurted out the truth she had been trying to conceal.

"I-I'm high," she confessed, her voice wavering as she looked up at Harry, her cheeks burning with embarrassment.

Harry's lips curved into a knowing smirk as he met her gaze. "I'm very aware, love," he said, his voice tinged with amusement. "Look at you, growing up."

Y/n's heart fluttered at his teasing tone, but her panic quickly resurfaced as she struggled to explain the overwhelming sensations coursing through her body.

"I-I don't know what's happening," she admitted, her voice trembling with uncertainty. "I feel like... like I'm not in control."

“One minute I’m happy and the next I’m sucked into a deep black hole”

Harry's expression softened with understanding as he moved closer, wrapping his arms around her in a comforting embrace. "It's okay, Y/n," he murmured, his voice soothing to her frazzled nerves. "You're just having a bad trip. I've been there before."

Y/n buried her face in Harry's chest, trying to steady her racing heart. The smell of his cologne filled her nose and she felt a sense of relief wash over her, knowing that Harry was there to support her through the storm.

Harry lounged back on the couch, placing Y/n’s head in his lap. With a playful gleam in his eyes, he started telling stories of his most embarrassing high moments. Y/n leaning in, eager to hear, soon they were both laughing uncontrollably.

While drawing circles on her back Harry shared one ridiculous story after another, including the one where he thought he saw a UFO, and Y/n couldn't help but snort. Each story made her laugh harder, tears of amusement rolling down her cheeks.

"I can't believe you did that!" Y/n gasped between giggles, wiping away tears as she looked at Harry with admiration. The panic that had gripped her earlier seemed like a distant memory and a sense of peace wash over her. In that moment, nothing else mattered except the shared laughter and connection between them.

Masterlist

[dollcherray]

Hey Cherry! I feel like I have ask this before- but nvm! May I request for Adam x Seraphim reader? sincerely, your anon cutie

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⋆.˚ MAKE ME HIT THE HIGH NOTES ✧₊⁺

ᛝྀི ADAM X SERAPHIM READER

｡𖦹°‧ NOTES: CUTIE!!! i missed you <3 so sorry for the wait, i've been doing a lot of things lately, but im happy i've been able to make some time for you hun<3 there's mentions of sex but nothing much.

꩜.ᐟ Type: Romantic, Fluff, Headcanons

ᯓ★ Song: HUNNIDDOLLA

۶ৎ Fuck, you're stimulating him to have an even bigger ego, this man is unstoppable with you, anything that he does or say wrong, he'll excuse it with him saying he's the first man, he can do whatever he wants + he's dating one of the rulers of earth and heaven combo.

۶ৎ You mostly need to keep him on a leash (metaphorically you sickos) so he doesn't go wreaking havoc in heaven or wherever the fuck you guys are because if you let him, he'll absolutely destroy the entire place, insulting people, destroying things that de doesn't like or anything that he wants to do basically, and all under the impression that the "seraphim excuse" will work perfectly.

۶ৎ If you're a seraphim just as serious as Sera, you two have a very interesting dynamic, while he's out there being a dick with everybody that bumps with him, you're trying to keep the idiot at bay. (which doesn't really work since he still will be a rude idiot.)

۶ৎ This idiot would be all over you tho, don't get me wrong, Adam has this all tough and something like that facade but this man is head over heels for you, he just has his little way of showing it, he shows that more clearly on the bed, but when it's not on the bed he usually try to show affection by buying a lot of things for you, even though you don't really need it- but you appreciate his little gifts.

۶ৎ Adam just gets all fucking proud and shit whenever you praise him for some work he's done right, this man child really needs your approval so expect him to get all prideful when you approve something he does or praise him.

۶ৎ Whenever you guys are in a meeting or in the courtroom, he always sits with you, even if he's place is supposed to be in the lower seats not in the top with you but he doesn't stop whining how he needs to sit with since he's your boyfriend and blah blah blah.

۶ৎ Expect to rarely get your work done early, because the moment he's awake he's fucking barging in your office, touching everything and asks a million and one questions, it gets in your nerves but there's nothing you say or do that will stop him from annoying you.

۶ৎ He's always bragging about how he managed to pull a seraphim, and how fucking cool he is and that he rocks and blah blah blah, again, he got such a ego boost the moment you accepted his request to go out on a date with him.

۶ৎ I think he tried winning you over by being strangely tame and compliant to you, don't get me wrong, Adam isn't really a tame person nor compliant, he's very stubborn even with Sera, but with you? you must have made him lovesick because he was like an actual saint.

۶ৎ Only to go back to his usual self once you guys started dating, but it doesn't matter, you liked him and his personality, even if he sometimes gets in your nerves <3

۶ৎ Sometimes Sera asks you what you see in him and you just look at her and casually says:

✧₊⁺ “He makes me laugh.”

[infinityinakiss]

avatrice au fic recommendations:

i don't think there is a single avatrice au fic that i haven't read so here are some my favorites. i tried to find ones that weren't as popular, so hopefully there are couple here you haven't read.

I want to believe by puppybusby @yashastrongarms - x files au - basically 23k of avatrice flirting while being incredibly reckless with alien shit. unfortunately, it is only a one shot that doesn't delve into their relationship, but it is so worth it. and the tension. woof.

Truly a Steadfast Love by StoicLastStand - medieval au - they have a whole series of ficlets, but this is one of my favorites. there's a tournament to win ava's hand in marriage, ava goes undercover to fight for her freedom, but she ends up falling for the very knight who everybody wants to win. i also love their lucifer au, Greater Sacrifices.

a lover, or something of mine by Smokestarrules - reincarnation au - each chapter is a different life with a different story, and i promise you, if you have anything that even resembles a heart, you will cry. i keep going back and rereading chapter 4 because apparently i love to hurt myself. i also love the world is just illusion (trying to change you) by them, it's a road trip au.

i should love you (and i swear i do) by Noteveryonefitsintothebadbitchgenre - harry potter au (fuck jk rowling) - its that trope where they're married and they talk about each other constantly but nobody actually knows they're married. their students all think that professor silva and professor young have a friendly rivalry, but there are a couple of moments that don't add up.

purple by sxftmelody - hitman au - technically, but really it's just sad, i always cry at the end. beatrice helps ava run away after a job, and slowly they open themselves up and start to fall in love. tw: major character death. also love turning page by the same author, mercenary/princess au.

in our corner of the world by definitelynotthere - roommate au - i know, i know, there's a thousand roommate aus, why would i recommend a fic that isn't even finished and will probably never get finished? i don't know, i just really love this one, and if you're like me, you'll go "ooh, two cakes" and read it anyway.

The last hero of Ogygia by jessnope - percy jackson au - specifically calypso au, ava is calypso and beatrice is the flirty hunter that washed up on her shore. it's super cute.

stay there, 'cause i'll be coming over (while our blood's still young) by britishngay - spiderman au - ava's character voice is actually designed to be spiderman, and bea is the perfect doctor lady that patches spidey up when she gets hurt. plus beatrice telling lilith to "shut up and sit down" will never not be iconic.

sunday people (sunday shines for you) by gilligankane @piratekane - another roommates au - jealous ava is back again and out for blood, specifically jenn-with-two-ns blood.

this is my prayer (I'm in love with you) by nyxtyka - my best friend's wedding/spies au - i'll be honest, this fic went to my marked for laters to die. i don't know if it'll ever be finished, but it is one of my favorite aus, i promise it'll be worth the pain.

spellbound by onomofication - witch au - beatrice is the witch in the woods that ava goes to to finally find a way to explore the world like she has always wanted to. but as she gets to know the surprisingly kind, serious, kinda-sorta witch, she discovers that maybe the world was smaller than she had once imagined. i also love another fic by this author, hit me with you best shot, which is basically a cupid au, where ava runs around trying to stop jc, a cupid, from shooting the love of her life, beatrice.

the celestial glow is blinding by understreetlights - firewatch au - did i think ava and beatrice sitting around, looking at trees, and falling love with each other through walkie talkies was going to be interesting? no, but the world loves to prove me wrong.

too cold, it's withdrawal by KatieQgle - captain america au - give this one a chance, even if you don't like marvel. beatrice is hot as fuck as bucky and honestly the winter soldier plot line needed a little sapphic yearning. come on, avatrice in the army in the 1940s, being badass and fighting nazis together? who wouldn't love that?

i have a ton more, reach out if you want them!

[ladyjenise]

Thoughts on why Ganondorf makes "that face" in Tears of the Kingdom

I'm several months late, but I didn't want to post spoiler stuff when the game was fresh and, frankly, I had quite a whack summer. So here we are.

Anyway, onto the meta: my thoughts on why Ganondorf makes "that face" in Tears of the Kingdom.

Yes, this face:

One of the first things I want to do is credit some rad metas that helped me along in my thought process:

-Discussion of Ganondorf's facial design from a technical and creative standpoint

-Discussion of Ganondorf's outfit

And now to the actual meta! Will include spoilers for Tears of the Kingdom.

When the screenshots of Ganondorf making "that face" first hit the internet, there was a lot of lol and wtf, which was fair. Most people weren't that far in the game yet. Actually, not sure it was even out yet (there was an early leaked ROM floating around at some point pre-release). I don't want to dwell much on people's initial reactions as I think if you're here reading you've already processed your initial feelings on seeing it. And your initial reaction of LOL WTF is fine. Out of context, it probably made little sense.

But let's talk about context: Ganondorf makes this face after killing Sonia for her Secret Stone. He's literally laughing over her dead body as Zelda calls out vainly to the fallen queen. It's a very heinous, dramatic act. And I think, in context, that confused people even more because his face, on first glance, feels over the top and silly for such a serious moment. However, it's not there because Nintendo's devs don't know what they're doing. At least, that's what I'm trying to argue here.

Let's discuss the build up to this scene in the story chronology: Ganondorf tries to use moldugas to attack the fledgling kingdom of Hyrule. It goes badly because Rauru, alongside Sonia and Zelda, are able to use Secret Stones of the Zonai to fend off the attack. It's a very lopsided victory.

Ganondorf takes a moment to pout before observing the Secret Stones. Ganondorf correctly observes that brute force will not be enough. Not one to sit back on his failures, Ganondorf is clearly already hatching a new plan. End of scene.

We next see Ganondorf at the court of Rauru and Sonia, bending the knee in what we know is a false act of fealty. Of course, this scene is a reference to the plot of Ocarina of Time (where we spy on Ganondorf through a window as he bends the knee to the King of Hyrule, who is out of the shot). it's also a glimpse of Ganondorf the schemer.

If you had not met Ganondorf before playing Tears of the Kingdom, you might actually think Ganondorf is just a mindlessly violent guy (and he is that too, don't get me wrong). You might not have expected this dude to roll up to the court of Hyrule and start playing the political game. His character design looks like the exact kind of guy who could punch your head clean off your body. Just look at him:

He's a brick wall. He looks like a big tough guy, and maybe he's just some big dummy who only understands violence. It's a stereotype Nintendo has subverted again and again with his character. And there Ganondorf is at the court of Rauru serving backhanded compliments like a pro. And while Rauru assures Zelda that he knows Ganondorf is up to shit, he's really got Rauru convinced that he can handle him. As we shall see, Rauru was mistaken. But that's Ganondorf for you. His character is about subverting expectations. This is what makes him so very fun.

Even his costume, with the reversible robe, tells you a lot about who he is. On the outside, a calm, clever, cultured man. On the inside, he's ready to fuck your shit up. I love it.

Back to the scene.

After assuring Rauru he simply wants to play nice and have the protection of Hyrule, Ganondorf serves some cunty lines implying Rauru is an interloper and an outsider etc before leaving. And it's at this point I noticed that when Ganondorf takes his leave, he makes this really flourishing move with his arm that made me stop and think.

You can probably find the scene online somewhere, but here's a screenshot of what I mean:

And note that he also uses his sleeved arm, creating that extra diva flourish as he goes. We also get a real good fast look at how colourful and different his sleeve is. He's turned his back to Rauru and the others after swearing his fealty. His changeable nature is displayed to the player. It's a nice wink and nod to Ganondorf's later betrayal. Only Zelda has a real inkling that he's really, really bad news and probably shouldn't even be there. But if you've played Ocarina of Time, you understand that Zelda isn't listened to until it's too late.

Returning to the flourish itself: Ganondorf didn't have to do this. And Nintendo didn't have to waste animation time having him do this. But they did. And they did it again when he laughs over Sonia's body. And they do it again when he swallows his Secret Stone. They just. keep. doing. it.

Why?

Why do all this extra dramatic animation for Ganondorf?

Those familiar with kabuki (a classical form of Japanese theatre) are probably screaming KABUKI, and I would agree. I didn't immediately get there at first only because my background was in another form of classical theatre: Greek (ask me about my unversity minor lol). I'm not going into a deep dive on either classical Greek theatre nor kabuki because that's a lot, I'm not really an expert or super familiar with the details, and I also think their Wikipedia pages will probably give you a decent summary of what you might want to learn details on. However, classic Greek theatre is old as shit and has a lot of great stories with characters you'll recognize. I recommend.

What I need you, dear reader, to understand about classic and ancient forms of theatre is their emphasis ON emphasis. It's a lot of what we might think of as exaggerated elements, over-the-top forms, and straight up spelling shit out to the audience. Real archaic shit. Because the world we are watching in these memories IS archaic to Link. There's 10,000 years between the memories we see and Link's time. It's like we, as Link, are viewing a kabuki play or a Greek play about stuff that happened then. It makes perfect sense to have Ganondorf act like he's in an ancient play. And that's how you get shit like this:

This is all theatre.

But why is ancient theatre so weird? It's not. We think it looks weird because it's unfamiliar to us. Most of us don't grow up watching ancient plays. Even those of use who read Shakespeare in school are usually sweating through the now-archaic English (it was only 400-ish years ago!) You're not equipped, and that's cool.

And honestly, if you are familiar with Ganondorf, he truly is a creature of theatre. Just look at this castle he builds in Ocarina of Time:

He destroyed Hyrule Castle to build this giant fucking castle levitating over a pit of lava. Like why? Because he CAN. Because he can't do anything in halves.

Also, his outfits. Look at this shit. He can't tone it down. I don't think he could if he tried.

Coming back to Ganondorf's face when he kills Sonia: when Ganondorf's face contorts and he starts to laugh evilly, we are told in very certain terms that he's made a critical choice. If you weren't sure before, you're being told now: He's evil. There's no going back from this. And he's embracing it. There is zero remorse. Killing her was the act he needed to move from man to monster. It's very important that you, the player, understand this. It's a moral thing. And I don't mean like "If you like this character after you are a bad person" type of thing. That's not what I mean here (and what people who have weird obsessions on the internet often misunderstand just so they can start fights over dumb shit). What I mean is that the storytellers need you need to understand your character's motivations for wanting to fight this guy.

And the next scene plainly shows what I'm talking about: Ganondorf takes the Secret Stone and literally turns into a demon king. He's no longer a man. He's this other, immoral being now. Bye bye, human Ganondorf, hello monster Ganondorf! That's it.

Going back to his eating of the Secret Stone, which changes Ganondorf from good ol' demon king to the for realsies demon dragon, he says some lines about giving up his "body" and "mind" and, frankly "everything", just so he can win. But also it's a desperate last attempt at keeping hold of the power that has so horribly blinded him to the truth.

That last part is ironic for Ganondorf, a man who was clever enough to get into the heart of Hyrule, steal their powerful relic, kill the queen and ALMOST become king. Because that's his ultimate failing. He's smart, clever, and his wins get the better of him. His addiction to power means he never stops to consider he might have weaknesses he cannot yet see, or that, as Rauru warns him, his arrogance and blind faith in his own abilities and talents might be his downfall.

In a way, the story is just as much about Link searching for Zelda and Zelda trying to figure out her role in the world as it is about the fall of a powerful man. Is it tragic that Ganondorf let himself become so corrupted by power that it would slowly transform him from man to demon? I guess it depends on who you ask, really. (I think it's fucking cool)

[lovelyd0gg]

hiiiiiii beautiful, how are you feeling? Your HCs are very entertaining, so I have an idea.

How would the boys treat you if you were the only girl in the company and they were in love with you? THANK YOU!!!!!😘

Hey gorgeous, I just woke up (MORNING PERSON FRRR) I'm so happy you find them interesting<3 Of course I'd love to do that hc. Enjoy it<3

Warnings: Flirting, eyeing you up and down.

Bull Randleman.

•He was part of the E company so all of them were men, but to be honest, he didn't really care which gender came to the army.

•But one day, Winters brought E company for a quick little meeting for a new recruit and when he saw you, oh boy.

•Some of the other men in E company were already eyeing you up and down and some whispering some catcalls to their pals.

•But Bull was a gentleman and didn't do that.

•When you all were at a bar you noticed some men in E company and Bull were throwing darts at a board

•You asked if you could join and he just smiled and nodded.

•You were really good at the game so when you hit the board really close to the bullseye, a couple of men who weren't even playing started watching.

•Bull knew that you weren't a woman someone could easily mess with. So he was proud of you and knew you were gonna fit in (despite the constant catcalling🙄)

•He counted the points and gave you back the darts.

•"Shit, Y/N. You got more points than the others."

•When the other men had their jaws on the ground Bull smiled at their reactions.

•Who knew such a small woman like you could first join the army and second, beat EVERYONE in darts (honestly-- girlboss)

•Needless to say, Bull thought you were quite pretty and he knew you would fit right in. Hopefully you'd go with the paratroopers like him.

Eugene Roe.

•He felt a little confused when you weren't a nurse, you were a soldier, and the only female soldier in E company.

•Let's just say his head tilted at least 5 times when Winters explained to the company that you were a new recruit.

•Eugene felt disgusted that some of the men were whispering catcalls and whispering some dirty things about you, he felt that you weren't gonna last long here mentally.

•But boy was he wrong.

•Already 1 day in, he heard commotion at the darts are and he noticed you scored the highest than all of them.

•He was impressed.

•He looked down at your little frame and smiled.

•You weren't just adorable, honey.

•Later, you and him were having a chat on why you both were here and what you're gonna do when you go back home, so just a normal chat between you two.

•You both managed to get some flirting in the conversation which made you realize that both you and Eugene, weren't good at receiving flirts from each other.

•The whole time you both blushed and stuttered whenever the other said something flirty.

•You swore you could've heard him say "Mon dieu" (my god) when you flirted with him.

•But girl, you have him around your finger so don't worry about him looking at any other girls.

George Luz.

•Unfortunately, he was part of the people who were catcalling you in whispers.

•But he was also the first to shout a catcall to you in the bar.

•You rolled your eyes and ignored him because this isn't the first time someone catcalled you.

•Well a couple days go by and Luz and you got on the same page, he was flirting with you at times but it wasn't anything serious.

•He cracked a ton of jokes with you and you both became friends!

•He was also a little confused as to why you weren't a nurse like the other women at the infirmary.

•Oh well! You're a soldier instead of a nurse, so you couldn't do anything about it! Plus, George wasn't complaining at all😏

•He had you more to himself and he was happy with that.

•I think it's safe to say, he toned down on the catcalls, since you also told him to flirt face to face and not be a wuss.

•"Whatever you say, gorgeous."

Bill Guarnere.

•He saw you enter the barracks with a straight back and chin up, you had an emotionless expression and at first, to him, you didn't look exciting.

•But wait... Is that what he thinks it is?! BOOBS!

•When he was looking st you head to toe, he noticed your chest was more puff than the men in E company.

•So that immediately clicked his brain and he out two and two together and immediately knew you were a woman.

•Crazy right? He had to use his last two braincells for this very hard 'gender mystery'.

•When everyone was at the bar. He noticed you were at the darts board and he looked at the board of darts with his jaw open.

•"What the hell? How the fuck--?!"

•The man was too stunned to speak.

•But he noticed your ecstatic expression and immediately tthought he could beat your highest score.

•"She ain't that special. I could probably beat her."

•He didn't 😄

•But you two did chat the rest of the time, getting to know each other and stuff like that.

•So I think despite all of that, he found you a little cute. (He would never admit it though 🤭)

Lewis Nixon.

•He didn't really mind but he did wonder why Winters would choose you to join E company or the army in general.

•As soon as you walked in, he was sizing you up, almost like he'd start a fight with you or something (smh💀💀)

•But when he got a closer look at you, he thought you'd fit in the company easily.

•He was at the bar and as usual, DRINKING!

•He heard loud gasps and "WADDAFUC" around the darts 'play area' as he called it.

•He rolled his eyes and walked over. He saw the place the darts were in and his jaw dropped.

•"Waddafuc indeed Luz!"

•He was impressed to say the least.

•You and him chatted for a while and he couldn't stop looking at your eyes for some reason.

•You asked him why he was looking at your eyes and he responded with.

•"They're gonna make me hypnotized."

•So that was something--.

•But let's just say he was... What's the word? "In love with you."

Ronald Speirs.

•He wasn't happy.

•The army is for men and men only, and the women were for the infirmary where they could be a nurse.

•So seeing you, a female wanting to be a soldier, was actual DISBELIEF.

•But, he did take a couple more glances at you here and there and started to think that maybe he was a little too harsh on the thoughts of you and maybe he should see what you are like.

•So when he heard shouting and commotion at the board he saw you and you scored the highest.

•He'd be lying if he said he wasn't impressed.

•Then you and him had a conversation of what happened when you both had to leave for the army and your story made him intrigued.

•Well he was more intrigued by your lips moving..

•But girl, it's hard to get a guy like him in love with you. So BE HAPPY.

Joseph Liebgott.

•Like George, he was also whispering some flirts and jokes to his friends.

•You definitely weren't ugly (YOU'RE STUNNING IRL<3) but he didn't know it you were his type.

•But he decided he didn't want to be a douchebag so he gave you a chance to fit in today.

•He saw you scored the highest points at the darts board and he laughed and smiled.

•He hit you on the back as a "good job!" Type of thing.

•Maybe you were gonna fit in after all!

•You and him then took some drinks and talked the whole night about what you wanna do in the future and where you wanna go and see.

•He was actually interested by your stories and the plans for the future!

•He did flirt with you, like a lot. But it was harmless flirting! It didn't make you uncomfortable anyway.

•He definitely found you beautiful too, you were definitely his type in the end.

[blushblushbear]

How would the Kitsune boys react to their s/o getting hurt?

HELL YEAH BBY SOME HURT/COMFORT lol

so, I think it would depend on the circumstances;

Hurt on accident/injury/a booboo

Aki:

A little ball of worry until he's sure you're okay

Asking questions rapid fire 'are you okay? where does it hurt? do you need a bandaid, I'M SORRY I'M SORRY!'

Helps patch you up

kisses the boo boo

'*rubs his nose against yours* Please be more careful, Bunny'

Haru:

'Oh shit-- you okay??'

helps you up/to somewhere safe

is checking your body to make sure it wasn't too serious

helps to patch you up and makes sure you don't need his help to get around

is surprisingly a little serious all the sudden

like not DEAD SERIOUS but he def switched from party goof/flirt to concerned boyfriend

also kisses it better

and your cheek just for good measure

Fuyu:

Asks if you are okay

might start lecturing either you or whomever he's going to blame for the injury

picks you up and takes you to a first aid kit

checks you over

will not take no for an answer

this is serious, you're hurt

touches the spot you got hurt on after it's patched up, almost like he's blessing it to heal faster

kisses your forehead

Still an accident but the injury is much more serious;

Aki:

Low key panic mode

NO ONE MOVE/TOUCH THEM, THEY'RE HURT!

*proceeds to pick you up*

fret, fret, worry, worry

just a very serious Aki

gets you the help you need

is with your every step of the way

doesn't wanna let go of your hand

'I got you Bunny, I'm not gonna leave you'

lots of hugs and cuddles and kisses afterwards

he was really scared

Haru:

0 to 10000 serious so fucking fast

'Hey, you alright?? where does it hurt??'

immediately gets you medical attention

is very in charge the whole time

also doesn't leave your side

very visibly worried but in a 'I'm handling this come hell or high water' sort of way

makes sure once you're alright that you have anything you need or want

is constantly hovering and checking your injury

asks about a million times if it hurts

does not leave your side

lots of hand holding and holding of you in general

'please don't scare me like that again...'

Fuyu:

there is no lecture, only yelling

though not at you

whomever got you in this situation

who ever is around to get you a doctor stat

He is checking you over and carrying you to get help

becomes very protective and domineering very quickly

He slips into his fearsome leader shoes when things are very wrong

and you are hurt, so for him, everything is very wrong

does not leave your side as well

also asks you a million questions

if you seem fine he will leave you to your rest

which is to say he will sit there beside you in total silence so you may rest

'sleep easy, my dearest cursebreaker. I shall not leave your side until you are well.'

IF YOU ARE ATTACKED;

Aki:

does not matter who it is

does not matter the size

or the power

he is jumping right the fuck in

between you and your attacker

if they want to touch you, there are going to have to go through him and he's bringing all the fury he can muster with him

probably does not stop until they either retreat or are subdued

if they retreat he might start to follow them but only stops when he hears you call his name

then he's at your side in an instant

take serious injury Aki and ramp that up to 11

plus anger

anger at your attacker

anger at himself that they got a hit on you

he might think about tracking them down

but he doesn't want to leave your side

what if something else happened to you??

what if you got more hurt

he's going to be on edge for a while

if it leaves a scar, he's going to get a little on edge everytime he sees it

also kisses it as an apology

Haru:

So

you're kind of the only thing that could ever make Haru totally loose his chill

in a lot of different ways

but if he finds you being attacked, he's going for the throat

it's kind of a quiet fury too

no big yelling or shows of rage

just striking for the kill on hesitation

he plays chill, cause he mostly is, but when push comes to shove he will always push back

and when the shove is towards you he pushes back HARD

if the attacker retreats he doesn't follow

he makes a note of where they're going and then immediately has his arms around you

he hovers and frets and tries his best to reassure you that he's here now, he won't let anything happen to you

apologies for not being there sooner

when the dust has settled, and he's sure you're going to be alright, and your are sleeping peacefully--

he sneaks off into the night

no one threatens his mate and doesn't walk away with a reminder why that was the worst mistake of their life

if the attack leaves a scar, he feels a sense of disappointment in himself every time he sees it

he's already sure deep down he's not good enough for you really, and this is physical proof

might not actually kiss it until you ask him too

'to make it better'

he feels like that kiss is just more proof of your grace that he doesn't deserve

Fuyu:

Fuyu is a changed man

he knows peace now

a peace you helped to teach him

a peace he truly cherishes almost as much as he cherishes you

but when he sees his darling love under threat

a little bit of his old self comes out

it is glorious

and powerful

and angry with a rage that's even surprising to him

I don't think he kills them

he doesn't want anymore blood on his hands

but they do not walk away in one piece

he doesn't follow, but if he ever catches even a glimpse of them, or a whiff of their scent on the air anywhere near his clan, HIS love

he might need to rethink his mercy

I think he actually patches you up himself

as best he can anyway

he brings a healer in to cover anything he can't

but he's by your side the whole time

he's almost a little embarrassed now

you having seen him in such a beastly state

he's a little afraid he frightened you

but make no mistake

he's not the least bit sorry

and if they do ever come around again

if they dare to even THINK of stepping near you

he will make good on his word

but he hopes it won't come to that

he wants to stay by your side

until you're better

and for forever after that too

if it leaves a scar, every time he sees it he feels a little twinge of rage

it's almost a subtly reminder to keep a lid on his anger

a reminder of who he once allowed himself to become

and who and why he changed

he kisses it often

maybe his kiss will come to heal you the way yours did for him...

[itwasthereaminuteago]

|| 25. Sex Pollen ||

KINKTOBER MASTERLIST

Matt Murdock x Frank Castle X female reader

Warnings: male masturbation, p in v, oral (male receiving, female receiving, and m/m), creampie, cum eating.

Author's note: this is just ridiculous 🤣 dedicated to @idrinkcoffeeandobsess thank you for the idea!

You're pulled into the back of Frank's van by the scruff of your jacket, clouds of reddish smoke swirling around you. "What the hell was that? Tear gas or something? Shit, eugh it tastes awful!"

Frank has his hands wrapped around your arms, looking you up and down. "Definitely not tear gas. You'd fuckin' know if it was. You alright though?"

You cough again and nod, "I'm fine, just need some water, or maybe something stronger at this rate. Did you see where they went?"

Frank shakes his head. "Couldn't see fuckin' shit out there. Red? You okay? You look like shit man."

Matt's curled up against the inside of the van, head tilted down between his knees. His hair is all ruffled and sweaty from his mask and you notice his breathing is shallow and fast.

"Matt?" You reach to touch his arm and get knocked back away from him as he scrabbles to get away from you.

He steadies himself in the corner. "Shit, I'm sorry! Please just don't, please don't touch me… I need to, need to get home."

You move back as Frank crawls into the front cab behind the wheel and starts it up.

"Okay, we're on our way. It's alright." You clear your throat again, suddenly feeling warm.

"D'you think it was some kind of pepper spray? I mean, it's not painful but I feel really hot, do you guys feel that too?"

Frank pulls at his collar. "Yeah, a bit. Figured it was just all the runnin' from those fucks."

Matt's pulling off his gloves like they're burning him. His forehead is beaded with sweat and he's shifting about uncomfortably, clawing at his suit. "Hurry up Frank, I can't stand it in here."

The three of you enter Matt's apartment via the fire escape and the roof so you don't draw any unwanted attention from the neighbours. Leather, kevlar and blood aren't the most subtle of fashions. Matt hurries awkwardly down the stairs and into his bedroom, almost ripping the door off its rollers.

You and Frank gulp down some water and you pull off your jacket before you sit on the couch. It was so fucking hot.

“No! Y-you both need to leave. Now.”

"D’ya think I should go check on him?” You start to rise but then you hear Matt’s voice, unsure and apprehensive in its tone.

“Matt, what’s wrong, did you get hit?” You pull open the door of the bedroom a little way. There’s a trail of his clothing strewn on the floor leading to the bed where he’s sat in his boxers on the opposite side facing away from you. He’s still breathing hard, his arm is trembling but you can’t see why.

“Matt, what are you-”

“Fuck! I told you to go- you can’t be here, your scent is too fucking strong, the stuff we were hit with- it’s- oh god…”

You watch open mouthed, suddenly feeling extremely heated as he leans back on the bed, and you can see his hand fisting over his cock rapidly. The dampness between your thighs suddenly increases tenfold and Matt chokes out a moan as he locks on to your scent.

“Oh…”

“Great. Fucking great.” You hear the grumble from behind you. “Been hit by a fuckin’ sex grenade.” Frank announces.

You turn towards him, suddenly very aware of just how good he smells up close, but you can't believe what the words that are coming out of his mouth. “A WHAT?! What the fuck are you actually serious? What the hell is going on?”

Matt's voice turns low. "I told you… get out, I'll- I'm gonna deal with this. Fuck! Just go!"

“Sorry Red, no-ones goin' anywhere right now. Gotta fuck it out of our system, it’s the only way. Doin' it on yer own ain't gonna work, believe me.” He starts pulling his sweat-damp shirt off over his head.

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me? I don’t even… is this a real thing?" You can't believe what you're seeing, or feeling, as both Matt and Frank are looking so very delicious to you right now that your underwear is drenched to a ridiculous degree.

"Shit. How do- how the fuck do we do this?"

Frank comes up closer behind you. "Guess you're past the point of embarrassment now sweetheart, huh?" he says, helping you with your vest that you had already started peeling off.

You turn around to face him, his eyes are deep black pools that you want to dive into. And those fucking lips have no right being anywhere else but on your pussy right now.

"You've been through this before?!" you ask him, still slightly incredulous as you feel his heated gaze.

He nods, the fingers of his incredibly large hands ghosting down the side of your neck and you can't stop yourself from leaning into his touch.

"Yeah," he swallows, his eyes roving over every bit of you with a deep hunger. "The effects can only be counteracted by a different source of DNA. You can't get yourself off, has to be someone else…"

Your realise your hands are sliding down his chest, bumping over his ridged abs and vee-line towards the waistband of his black jeans, but Frank stops you with a seemingly herculean effort.

"Nah, not yet. Take care of him first," he nods at Matt who is panting heavily and whining. "he's gonna be feelin' it worst of all."

You strip off your pants, boots and underwear, crawling across the bed towards Matt. He reaches for you desperately, pulling you over him, immediately grinding against himself against your core.

"Oh fuck, I'm sorry I'm sorry, I can't stop… please, please will you… fuck you smell so fucking good-"

"I- I, I'm on birth control but do you have any-"

Frank grunts, stalking towards the bed with an extremely obvious bulge in his pants.

"Won't work sweetheart, DNA remember? Gotta be au naturel."

You nod slowly. "Fuck… okay, okay…"

"I'm clean, I'm- oh god-" Matt's quick reassurance is enough to have you taking his angry looking cock in your hand and slowly sinking down on him. His hands jump to grip onto your hips, he's practically vibrating under you, holding himself back, waiting for your permission.

"Fuck, I'm so sorry-"

"Matt," you hush him, even though you're similarly overwhelmed by the intense sensation. "you don't need to apologise, it's okay, none of this is our fault. Let me help you."

He fills you so deliciously, throbbing inside you. When you slowly start to move he groans, digging his fingers into your flesh as the fog begins to clear and he can see you laying out a path to his release.

The hot desperate itch you're feeling is being scratched so fucking good you can't help moaning aloud, your head snapping up as Frank's hand comes to the side of your face, his other palming his cock through his pants. You paw at his belt, looking up at him with wide eyes as he starts to unbuckle it, watching you ride the Devil of Hell's Kitchen.

Matt's hand curls around the back of your neck, pulling you down to press against his body, lips brushing the shell of your ear.

"Y'feel amazing," he murmurs, relaxed now, his hips now undulating up to meet yours in increasingly powerful thrusts.

Frank moves onto the bed above Matt, knees either side of his head. His fingers stroking gently down your spine gets your attention, his cock bobs inches away from your mouth, dripping precum. Your mouth drops open almost automatically and he groans deep as you move forward, swirling your tongue around his glistening tip before you take hold of his shaft and wrap your lips around him.

"Holy fucking shit." Frank's eyes start to close as the hot wet feel of your mouth is everything he's been needing since the street. He snaps them open again as he can't not watch. Your tongue teases around the head of his aching cock while you're still fucking yourself on Red, the whole scene makes him twitch and leak. You moan as you take him deeper into your mouth, stroking what you can't fit in, and he feels it right through him. Matt guides your hips so you don't have to think, too wrapped up in the tight, velvety heat of you to worry about Frank being so close, his musky scent filling his head.

You whimper as Matt picks up his pace, fucking you hard and fast, chasing his end. You feel his rough fingertips graze over your swollen bud and you groan around Frank's cock. He starts moving his hips, fucking your face and somehow it's all you need.

"Fuck baby, if I'm honest, I didn't need to be hit by that stuff to want this from you."

You pull your lips off him for a second to reply, "neither did I."

"How about you, altar boy?" Frank grills.

Matt feels up your tits as he continues to rut into you. "I want you… both." he confesses, gaining enough clarity to bring his thumb to rub over your clit as he fucks you so hard and fast you can't respond, so hard that-

"Fuck, fuck I'm gonna cum."

Matt groans in relief, hips stuttering wildly as you can almost feel him painting the inside of you as you reach your orgasm simultaneously.

He winces slightly as you climb off and pull Frank down onto the bed.

"Yeah..." He's staring, watching the cum drip down your inner thigh and can't hold back any longer, hauling you up to sit with your legs either side of his head so he can lick it up.

"Oh… oh shit," you moan as he works his mouth over you, fucking you with his tongue. Frank echoes your sentiments with a deep groan feeling him jerk under you as Matt climbs over him taking his thick cock into his mouth to suck.

Frank's got no qualms now, taking whatever you and the devil want to give him. And whatever magic Matt works with his lips, tongue and hands is translated right through from Frank's mouth to your pussy, and you're high as a kite on it. The three of you are a writhing mess of unbridled lust, easily working each other closer to purging the effects of the sex pollen.

And after it's worn off?

You don't think any of you could stop if you tried.

[biteofcherry]

Hope you’re having a good Saturday! 🥂

As it turns out you need a date for an upcoming function. Everyone else is bringing a plus one and you just don’t want to be the odd one out.

There are a few candidates:

Brother’s best friend Ransom: He might be a bit of a prick but he was serious when he offered to come with you. He’s been to fancy parties before and would fit right in with the rest of the crowd. Being on his arm would show that you're someone with friends in high places.

Boss Ari: He hinted strongly that he wouldn't mind coming if you couldn't find someone and he looks hella good in a suit. Everyone else would envy you. It may also give you a chance to explore the undeniable chemistry that the two of you have.

Dbf Andy: He heard about your struggles from your dad and he's free. Even if he's your dad's best friend he's a lot closer to you in age than your dad. And if you're not mistaken, he had a hard time keeping his eyes off you at the last barbecue.

Neighbor Jake: He heard you complaining to your friend over the phone as you were unlocking your front door. Jake and you regularly have dinner together since you both live alone and it can be lonely sometimes. He would make the evening enjoyable and fun!

So… which one do you choose???

(Yes, I'm leaving Steve out 😂)

So so cruel, keeping Steve away from me 😭 lol, but it's also funny

Okay. So I'm saying no to Ransom right away. I'm sure he wouldn't be mean to me, after all he offered and yes it could give me some boost of confidence. But since he's very familiar in those circles and with those people, I fear we'd bump into some nasty friends of his, or his exes and I really don't want to deal with that shit on top of my regular stress.

I think I'd also decline Andy. Probably because I'd read it the wrong way and be angry at my dad for trying to find me a pity date, like the time no one asked me to prom. Besides, I feel it a bit icky that I could hit it on with someone who is so close to my dad. That would be awkward in the future 😆

Jake is so cute and I feel comfortable with him! I know he'd make the evening fun for me, even if he'd be out of his depth at this party just like me.

But... to be given a chance to explore this chemistry with Ari?

It's bad to be thinking that kind of thoughts about your boss. It's so very unethical and puts both of you in a bad light. But he's just so tempting and his company would also give me a confidence boost.

So am I going to let my insecurity and fear keep me away from trying to at least spend one more intimate evening with Ari, or maybe I'll be brave enough to try it?

I want to for at least one evening experience the thrill of being on Ari's arm and doll myself up for him! 😌❤️

[wandafiction]

Love Persevering - Just Us Chapter 39

Warnings: Angst, Mentions of Death/Murder, Over Thinking, Implications of Past Abuse

Word Count: 3100

Series List | Chapter 38 | Chapter 40

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(Natasha PoV)

Stark shoves me out of the door, leaving Wanda and Y/n by themselves. He tells Pepper something that I don't listen too, I am seething with anger. I'm angry. No, I am fucking livid. I am angry beyond comprehension. Stark is blocking my path to the door to his office but I half a mind to push him out of my way, go in there and drag Wanda out of there before I beat the living shit out of the other person in that room. But I can't because Stark is using his body as a shield, and he is currently holding his daughter. Well his younger daughter now that I know he has another one.

"Miss Romanoff, follow me please." My head turns on a swivel at the woman's voice, my eyebrows scrunching.

"Sorry?!"

"I said would you follow me down to your office." She presses the button for the elevator and I let out a hollow laugh.

"You really think I am going to leave my best friend up here alone with that cheating whore?!" Pepper winces at my words, her gaze dropping to the floor before back up to me with new found anger.

"I said follow me to your office. It is not a question but a demand. So Miss Romnaff get your ass in the elevator and follow me. And watch your language when around my daughter. Thank you very much." I feel like a scolded puppy as I kick my feet at the floor walking towards the elevator.

Me and Pepper wait outside the elevator doors, Tony disappears into the stairwell with Morgan probably telling her that 'everything will be okay'. Which is complete and utter bullshit. How is any of this okay? She cheated on her WIFE with WANDA, after Wanda had opened up about Vision. She even met the twins! I mean how screwed up and pure evil do you have to be to work your way into someone's life, get that person to fall in love with you only to find out that you were screwing them on the side. It's like some sort of conquest! 

The doors to the elevator open, Pepper places her hand on my back walking me in, knowing that if I get the chance I would turn around and give Y/n a piece of my mind. As the elevator door starts to shut I hear Wanda erupt with anger in the office, okay so she can handle herself for the moment. The doors close and the elevator starts to move, silence engulfing the two of us.

"You need to apologise to Y/n." My head whips around a look of utter shock on my face.

"You can't be serious right now Pepper. That girl in there cheated on your daughter with my best friend and you want me to apologise." Pepper holds her hand in front of my face to get me to stop talking.

"Nat, is it okay to call you Nat? You know what it's not important. What is important is that when you go back in there after you have calmed down you apologise for scarring my daughter, Morgan if you were wondering. You apologise to Y/n for raising a hand at her…"

"I didn't raise my hand at her, I pointed at her. I may be angry but I wouldn't have hit her, especially not in front of a child."

"It's all the same to Y/n. You may not have noticed it but Tony did, she flinched when you moved your hand. So I don't care how angry you are, you apologise for scarring her." My jaw drops to the floor. How am I the one in the wrong right now?

"Why are you protecting her? Whatever fucked up fantasy land dreams you're thinking up this isn't it. Your daughter-in-law cheated on your daughter and you are taking the whores side?! Explain it to me Pepper. Why are you and Tony so adamant that everything will work itself out? Because it doesn't, we don't find the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. When you wish upon a star it doesn't come true. So when you cheat on your spouse you create a fucking tsunami of hurt and yet here you are defending her!" I slam my hand against the side of the elevator, getting my pent up anger out.

"All I am going to say is it's not what it looks like." I scoff and nod my head sarcastically.

"Right because what does it look like. Y/n who has been fucking my friend for just under a month, made her fall in love, met her children ends up being fucking married! Tell me how it is not what it looks like Pepper. Tell me how Wanda is going to explain to her boys that the Y/n that they spent all day watching movies together with yesterday, that they are never going to see again because Y/n is a dirty cheating whore. And if I had half the mind to do what I wanted to do then we wouldn't have to hear from that scum on earth ever….."

"SHE WAS MURDERED NATASHA!" I immediately shut up what I was about to say, Pepper's hand flies to her mouth realising what she has said she takes a breath before continuing. "My daughter. My beautiful baby girl and m-my grand...my grandchild were murdered "

I'm at a loss for words, I'm no longer angry. How can I be? I mean I'm still a little mad that Y/n didn't trust Wanda with this information and that it had to be found out this way. But then again I understand, because I've been where Y/n is I've been in that dark place. Where you wish yourself to tell them but every time you do it's like your subconscious takes over telling another lie, or at least not the truth, because it wants to protect that side of you. Oh god I called her a cheating whore in front of her sister and parents in-law. Fuck!

"Pepper, I am so fucking sorry." I turn to the woman to try and show her how sorry I am, but nothing I can do will fix what's been said...what's been done.

"About which part?" Her voice is cold, yet full of emotion.

"All of it."

"You were not the one who killed my daughter and grandchild, so please don't apologise to me about that." Pepper turns to look at me, I may be a scary Russian who drinks vodka for breakfast but right now I feel like I am being put in time out by my mother. That's scary. "It's also not me who you should be apologising to."

"Right. I will apologise to everyone. Now am I allowed to go back up to the office to make sure my best friend hasn't murdered my other friend?" I say as the doors to the elevator open on my floor. Pepper doesn't say anything, she just steps out, gives me a smile and presses the button to the top floor.

What the fuck am I going to say when I get up there?

(Y/n's PoV)

Wanda ended up pulling me into her lap, now I may be tall but it doesn't seem to bother her. My right side of my body is against her chest, my legs placed over hers with my knees bent up slightly towards my chest. Just so not all my weight is on Wanda's lap. My head is stuffed into the crook of her neck, and it's now my hands turn to fiddle with the rings on her right hand while her left scratches at my scalp gently. We have been sitting in silence since she told me we were going to be okay, I still have a lot of guilt towards the whole situation but just knowing that she isn't going anywhere helps a little at easing that.  Wanda seems to realise something as her movements in my hair stop and she moves her head to look down at me.

"Baby?" Her voice is gentle, her breath hot on my neck causing a small shiver down my spine.

"Princess." I kiss her neck so she knows I am listening.

"You know you can talk about her right?" I tilt my head back to look at her.

"We have talked about her."

"No, I mean the way you allow me to talk about Vision. I know it's not the same situation at all. But you can talk about her, what she was like, your memories together. It wouldn't upset me, in fact I would feel honoured to know about the person that made you so happy you married them." I almost feel like crying again, steph never let me talk about her...maybe that's why I didn't want to tell Wanda, oh I don't know.

"I'm happy with you." Wanda gives me a toothy smile at my words, her beautiful green orbs shine brightly in the harsh office light.

"Yeah? Well I'm happy with you too." She leans her head down, our lips join together in a slow and love driven kiss. Showing each other nothing but the love we have for each other.

"But you mean it. You want to hear about her?" I put my head back in the crook of Wanda's neck as her hands restarts its movements through my hair 

"I want to know anything and everything you are comfortable sharing with me." My face pales as a thought jumps to the front of my head.

"I hid a photo from you." Wanda's brows scrunch in confusion, but her movements in my hair don't stop.

"What are you talking about?"

"That first morning, after we met, I woke up before you. There was a picture on my bedside table of mine and Sarah's wedding day. I ended up putting it in the draw….the draw where I still have my ring….I didn't know what else to do. I didn't want you to freak out, but maybe if you had seen it we could have gotten past this part of my life so much quicker." I hear and feel her take a deep breath in before releasing, pulling my head closer to her neck with her hand.

"There is no getting past death Y/n. She will forever hold a place in your heart, she was your wife. You thought you were going to have forever with her, she was the one to you. But being truthful, if I had seen that picture I would have probably freaked out more and left, at that point we didn't have each other's numbers so we probably wouldn't have seen each other again."

"Huh, I guess not. I still hate that I hid this from you." 

"You didn't hide it from me Y/n, you didn't lie about it. This is a part of you that you have to take time coming to terms with, this is something that only you know when you are ready to tell the other person." 

"Why are you so good to me?" 

"Because Y/n you deserve all the happiness I can give you and more, you deserve to be treated the way you treat others. Full of respect, love, and kindness. You are humble, you are magnanimous, you are compassionate, you have a good disposition and you deserve all of that and more Y/n. I want to show you how it truly feels to be loved the way you love. If you let me." 

"You're going to make me cry again. Stop saying all the right things, you're meant to hate me, cuss me out for lying to you, tell me never to speak to you again or at least about her." I feel Wanda move beneath me, she shuffles her body so she is sitting facing me, her legs under my butt while mine are either side of hers. She is looking into my soul again. 

"I want to give you a piece of advice that Vision once told me. He may not have been the best husband, or good with emotions but he was a smart man. Can I tell you what he told me after my brother was shot?" 

"Of course Wanda." I look back in her eyes, I will never get bored of those eyes.

"He told me. What is grief if not love persevering?" I take it in, she is right, Vision is  a smart man. "I don't like the fact that he was the one to come up with it but here we are. I mean he is right, the only reason you feel the level of sadness that you do is because of how much love you had for Sarah." 

"I like that saying. Thank you Wanda. Would it be okay to put the photo of her back up, and in my wallet?" 

"Can I ask you something Y/n?"

"Anything." She smiles at me, remembering the first time I ever said that.

"How did Steph react when she found out?" I swallow harshly realising what she is getting at.

"I know you're not Steph, I'm sorry...I...it's just hard to get out of the mind set sometimes."

"It's not about you knowing I'm not Steph, it's about me knowing how I can help you when your mind goes back to the place it was in when you were with her."

"She didn't take it very well." 

"How bad is not very well?"

"She chucked the ring down the garbage disposal. Took me forever to get it out." 

"Well I promise you now I am not going to throw anything that belongs to you and her away. Have as many pictures out as you want. You are allowed to grieve for her when you are with me, please, please know that." I take in her words, I allow them to settle in the dark parts of my brain, soak them in. I feel her words speed up my heart, her eyes searching mine for any hesitation about what she has said but when she finds none she smiles and kisses me.

"I love you Wanda."

"I love you too Y/n."

We both jump apart slightly when the room to the office swings open and collides loudly with the wall behind it. I hide my face back into the crook of Wanda's neck but keep an eye on the person's shoes as they stand in the doorway. It's Natasha. Oh fucking hell!

She starts to make her way over to us, her movements from what I can see are calm and maybe calculated. She isn't stopping or rushing; she is taking her time, hardly making a sound. I don't like this. Her movements stop when she is standing in front of us, no one has said a thing but I can feel Wanda's jaws move slightly so I know she is trying to silently communicate with Natasha.

Natasha suddenly bends down and the movement is so quick it causes me to flinch and press myself against Wanda, like a toddler who is scared of the big bad monster and needs protection. Natasha freezes, not moving a muscle, Wanda's hand momentarily freezes in my hair but within a split second continues. Why did I flinch? Stupid, stupid subconscious. Natasha may be angry but she isn't going to hurt me...well at least not when Wanda is around.

"I'm sorry Y/n I didn't mean to scare you earlier, or just now." Natasha's voice is as calm as I have ever heard it, like she is trying to get a wounded animal to come out of hiding. 

"What do you mean earlier Natasha?" I can feel Wanda's head move as she looks between me and her best friend but I keep my head hidden in the crook of her neck. I want to look at them I really do, but some part of me deep down is stopping me.

"Can you look at me Y/n? I want to apologise and I want to give you a hug but I need to know that you're okay first." I close my eyes pressing my lips together at Natasha's words trying to get a control on my mind that is moving way too fast for my liking. 

"Baby?" 

"Look Wanda's here. You know nothing is going to happen with her in the room." Natasha slowly lowers herself more to the floor so she isn't crouched on her toes anymore. Once her butt is on the floor she slowly pulls her legs in sitting criss-cross applesauce, then puts her hands on her calves where I can see them. 

She doesn't want to hurt me. I know that. Her movements, her actions and her words show me that. But I've heard those words so many times and so many times it was a lie. Natasha slowly and ever so gently lifts her hand in the air, but it remains in my line of sight.

It's okay Y/n breath. She is not going to hurt you. She may be a very angry Russian but she isn't going to hurt you.

Natasha holds her arm out straight, about an arms length away from me, and turns her hand up so her palm is facing the ceiling. She doesn't say anything, she doesn't need to. I know what she is asking for, and know what she is doing and it brings me so much relief that she is letting me do this on my terms. I finally and slowly move one of my hands out, raising it in the air and moving it towards Natasha's. I hover my hand over hers, only a few inches between them. She doesn't move her hand, she is waiting on me. I place my hand in her hers, wrapping my fingers around her hand and drag her towards me. Her body comes into contact with mine, her arms instantaneously wrapping around my body as Wanda does the same. I finally feel my mind stop racing and my body relaxes into the touch.

"I am so sorry Y/n." Natasha is the first to break the silence.

"I guess Tony or Pepper told you?"

"Pepper kind of shouted it at me when I wouldn't shut up."

"That sounds like Pepper." 

"Why didn't you tell us they were murdered?" Natasha asks and my mind freezes over and I feel Wanda tense against me.

"Murdered?"

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[weebsinstash]

Ugh okay I’m not sure if this will really fit with ur ideas but whenever anyone brings up group yanderes I’m always drawn to a specific scenario: Reader, by some miracle, gets a significant other outside of the group that, again, by a miracle, they don’t know about (I’m thinking, in this scenario, Reader travels through universes often to hang out with different spiders, and in a universe they visit frequently, they sneak off and see someone whenever the local spider is doing their spider stuff). Said s/o breaks up with Reader and they’re obviously upset. The group starts freaking tf out because their darling’s upset and not telling anyone what’s wrong, while Reader’s going through a whole internal conflict because they know they’ll be in trouble if they tell the truth, but also they know their ex will be in MAD trouble, so they’re desperately trying to hide the whole situation, which only makes things worse as the group descended into chaos, knowing that their darling is hiding *something* and not telling anyone. The whole spiderverse is working together to manipulate you/figure out what’s going on. People like Jess, Pav, and Gwen try to approach you as sympathetic friends who you can vent your issues to, while characters like Miguel and Hobie are much more upfront in telling you to tell them what’s going on, not even asking. When the truth does inevitably get revealed, it’s hell on earth for both you and your ex. (Bonus; imagine if said ex actually hurt you in some way other than breaking up, like admitting to cheating or was generally cruel to you either during the relationship or just in the breakup. The fury of your captors would be biblical)

God and from their perspective some/most of it is justified because you're walking around SIGNIFICANTLY more depressed than before, you're starting to become more anxious and jumpy, and with some people you're outright lashing out in anger if they press you on the subject, so like, even if some of the Spiders are trying to invade your privacy or even manipulate you, from their side, there's no telling how serious this problem actually is, or if it's nothing to be concerned about (in the grand scheme of things, you having a fight with your partner isn't some world shattering event, but to THEM it's 'wait Reader's been dating? who???' And like virtually no matter who it is, if they're a Normie they aren't good enough by the Society/your group's standards. Although technically if dating could potentially interfere with any of your future canon events, well, then you have a particular spicy papi very upset with you...)

So like, I haven't seen all clips of Miguel's scenes and speaking lines yet but I've been spoiling myself to a little more (I aim to see spiderverse on the big screen this weekend so I was kinda leaving some to surprise, fucking hid all my wax and edibles, im gonna dry out for a few days and hit some dabs and see this shit in IMAX and itll rewire my fucking brain shits gonna be so good) but oh my god this man gets so fucking scary. He's just on his brooding platform already stressed as fuck which is a constant state he lives in at this point and here's Jess and Peter B as concerned parents to fill him in on their concerns, what they've seen from you: sudden increased self isolating, crying more, becoming more withdrawn and quiet, refusing to talk to them about it, trying to spend all your time alone. Miguel just, trying to tether the last pieces of his mental sanity together as he decides to go visit you personally, and he can immediately tell you're hiding something from all the darting glances to the fact you don't want to look him in the eyes.

Like can you imagine, I guess it depends on how you see Reader "going about", like do they have their own home universe or whatever, but, Miguel hasn't confronted you himself yet and he decides, fine, you want to keep secrets, good fucking luck, and all of his dimensional watches he's given out are probably connected to the same servers and systems so he just, looks up your travel log and quickly identifies that you've been visiting the same universe repeatedly, but none of your friends seem to know why you would be going there. Say you've been hanging around in Gwen's universe and Miguel assumes, oh maybe you're spending time with Gwen, maybe that emo little drummer said something to upset you, but Gwen looks confused (and a little upset) when it turns out you've been apparently popping in her universe without even saying hi? And Miguel is gritting his teeth because he's starting to form a theory on what's going on and he doesn't like it one fucking bit

He teams up with Jess and Peter B and Gwen and some of your other pals and he starts triangulating your bracelet and. Wow what the fuck you're in Gwen's dimension RIGHT NOW. So then they all race towards your location to watch from a distance, some real loony tunes, "all 6 or 7 of us are hiding behind the same tree" bullshit, and, there you are from a distance, out of costume as you're clearly very upset, talking to someone that, most of the Spiders recognize instantly minus characters like Pav and Jess and Miguel and there's this resounding GROAN OF DISGUST "oh god, NOT FLASH THOMPSON" (for Spiderman lore newbies this is literally the character that bullies the fuck out of Peter Parker in high school like literal actual shoving him into lockers shit)

Peni uses her mech to send out a listening device and everyone is comically gathered around as they eavesdrop and start getting progressively more furious as they start piecing things together: you HAD been there to visit Gwen initially, but somehow you met Flash out of costume and the jockey SOMEHOW managed to woo you, but the relationship quickly became manipulative and controlling until you eventually caught Flash with another person. They're all GRITTING THEIR TEETH as you're in tears, asking him what you did wrong, where did you mess up, and Flash basically tells you to your face, "you're nothing special, I got bored of you"

Your little groupie gang of platonic and romantic yandere WITH STEAM BLOWING OUT OF THEIR EARS as you whimper "but... you-you said you loved me! We SLEPT together!" And he just. Fucking laughs in your face, SHOVES YOU, and calls you a slut before walking away with someone else on his arm

Gwen absolutely seething as she reflects on how Flash treated her Peter and Pavitr is swearing curses onto his entire family line meanwhile Hobie just like "oy would it break canon if I smash my guitar over that pisser's head". Peter 'I just wanna talk to him' B Parker as he hands Mayday off to Jess while cracking his knuckles. Miguel is, well, upset about like 10 different things because God fucking damn it, how long have you been hanging around with non-Spiders in other universes? (Do you think the Spider Society would be like, more than just a little possessive and insular, since youre supposed to be part of the Ha Ha We're All Spiderman club and they catch you hanging with normies over them) Is there anyone else? What have you been doing? He's just instantly a mixture of furious and hurt because damn it don't you know you're like his favorite, why the fuck are you running around potentially flirting with canon, don't you know how dangerous this is

But also deadass he wants to tear that man apart with his claws and he's considering checking the canon events of this universe to see if he can make it so

The Gang just watching as you pick yourself up but can't stop crying, and you drag your feet as you head to sit in a park or something, seeming like your entire form and surroundings are nothing but a depressed, deep blue. You're in a park or something so they can't exactly approach you normally because there are people around, but you just sit there crying for ages before you eventually pick yourself up and draaaaaag your feet, seeming to walk around aimlessly until, eventually, you go to a dark alley or under a bridge somewhere and they all pop out at you just as you're about to warp home anyways and you're just immediately bombarded by all these people

"Hey, you know what he said isn't true, right? Dude's a punk bitch!"

"Scuse me? I take that personally. He IS a total fuckin wanker though"

"Hon, you can't let what some ego-tripping blonde who peaked in high school said make you feel like this! He ain't worth it!"

And you're just standing there looking at them as your heart breaks a little more because you HAD been wanting some kind of support in all of this but you're muttering out with disbelief, "you guys followed me...?" And you're really hurt by that, but, here comes Miguel, stalking forward, putting a hand on your shoulder that's one part sympathetic comfort, one part possessive anger as he glowers at you with chestnut eyes that almost look RED, "anything else you wanna share?"

Miguel marching back to the weekly We Love Reader meeting and slapping a graphic up onto the wall with your face like a PSA "THIS Spider FUCKS and only YOU can stop it" fhfjfjg no not really but like non yandere Spiders are doing their own thing when, from a secret meeting room somewhere in Nueva York, the ground practically shakes with dozens upon dozens if not hundreds of voices crying out in agony "NOT FLASH THOMPSON 😩"

Bonus points if like, one of the things The Gang had witnessed was you crying and all that right, but, what if Reader had specifically said to Flash, "but I gave you my VIRGINITY" like. Mayhem. Pandemonium. All the Spiders have a sudden "aha!" because wow no wonder you suddenly started talking about how you're worthless and don't matter, this DICK HEAD lured you into a false sense of security and trust and then took your virginity and bounced while calling you a fucking loser and judging by that shove, has maybe even put his hands on you before? Like fuckinnnngggg The Society and your entire friend group freaking the fuck out one day because you have a black eye one day you were trying to hide with sunglasses and you say it was from a Villain but they're all like Nah Fam That's Sus because how would a villain pop one off on your face when you have super strength and Spidey Sense and they get you/intimidate you to open up and it's like, oh, that was because your "boyfriend" didnt like how you thought you smelled someone else's perfums/cologne on him and he lost his temper when you pressed him for answers, and even when you tell them the truth you're still crying with a small laugh, "it was my fault, I should've backed off and realized I was upsetting him"

Reader just gets surrounded by all their friends and "the cute Spiders" like the cat Spiderman and oh my fucking god there's a plushie Spiderman and just, gosh, they try to basically smother you with love to cheer you up and bring your confidence back but your heart has been wounded and needs time to heal 🥺 regardless, later on Detective Stacey is having to investigate and finds Mr Thompson in an alleyway with a busted knee that permanantly ends any sort of athletic career and the words "CHEATER" cut across his body in multiple places while he's covered in scratches, bruises, bites, and he keeps mumbling the weirdest most incoherent shit under his breath that gets him hospitalized

"The- the pig... it TALKED... it pulled out a HAMMER... from its POCKET... the pig... had ... POCKETS..."

[docholligay]

Holligay Tries Things That Aren't Running: Kettlebell AMPD

The answer is a very obvious, 'Because people like it that way' but I swear to god, working out in groups is just choreography, and, why?

I walk into Kettlebell AMPD after a full week of doing strength classes, and I'm not too proud to tell you: I am beat to shit. I literally put dinner on the table and ran out in my Extremely Noble Quest to win an overpriced and unnecessary kitchen item, after having ran in the morning, and the idea of lifting a weight is not thrilling to me.

But, the only way to get a sticker is to do this class, and I've picked it specifically because it's only 45 minutes, and not an hour, and I am lazy.

The teacher's name is Lacy*. I am worried that she will think I'm a lazy shit, because I have every intention of picking up a 10 pound kettlebell and being a lazy shit. Echoes of Boot Camp haunt my mind. She'll see me for sure.

Then she struggles to tell the teenage boys playing hoops that open gym is over, and I offer to do it.

I grab my ten pound kettlebell. She ain't saying shit.

A kettlebell is essentially a flat-bottomed bowling ball with a handle. I've been in enough classes involving weight to have a rough idea of what is going to go on here, but what I could not have imagined is that the squats and bicup curls and whatnot would be set to the beats of That's What I Call Music: Doc is in and around High School.

I want you to imagine trying to get a serious workout in while you're listening to Fall Out Boy and The All American Rejects. You're doing squats in time the Good Charlotte. Am I the dad rock?? I ask myself. I never listened to this stuff really, but there is nothing like the popular music of your generation being used to inspire a bunch of greying women in t-shirts to make you realize that the greying woman is you, DocDoc.

All of which would have been fine until some other unspeakable mid00s hit came on, and she displayed a motion of making a wide swing with the kettlebell, trading it over at the top of her head, squatting down and passing it to the other hand, again, through her legs.

Like most people just this side of 40, I have a handful of infirmities, my only saving grace being that they were caused by something other than being old: Being an idiot.

When I was about 19, I fell through the floor of an abandoned farmhouse, from the second floor to the first, and have a handful of issues to show for it. A few light scars that most people never notice unless I point them out, a knee that gives me trouble occasionally, an elbow with a weak ligament that gets overtaxed easily, but most interestingly, a hand that drops something if I grip it wrong.

I assume this is some kind of nerve injury, as it's the same hand that loses feeling in two of the fingertips if it gets cold, but I don't know as I've never had the money and inclination to chase down an injury for which the diagnosis will be: Hell of a thing! But what it means is I often have to be thoughtful about the way I lift something with that hand, especially something heavy. I have done it so long that people never notice I do it, and honestly it's generally easy to avoid.

Swinging a kettlebell around my legs and through the air to the beat is PRIME TIME for me to be grabbing something incorrectly and sailing it off into Kelsey's head. I stand there for a moment like an idiot, unsure of what to do. Then i just go grab a 5 pound kettlebell and .5% ass it.

I would say I got nothing out of the class, but in fairness I didn't really give it anything to reinvest, it's not like I was actually trying. I don't think I would do it again though, it was weightlifting without any actual oomph. I would go to that class every week and never get any stronger.

We finished with a stretching session to Jimmy Eat World's song about a dead person.

*Or, as with these (reviews? Thoughts? Pointless asides?) a close enough approximation of her name.