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fr-ogii · 5 days

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museums

annabeth chase & percy jackson

x gn!reader; poc friendly

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-> visiting the museum with percy and annabeth would be an adventure arguably equally as difficult as the typical quest. percy tries to be as interested as annabeth is, but it usually ends with him making jokes about the statues or paintings.

sometimes he doesn't even have to say anything. he just looks at the butt of a naked statue, looks back at you, wiggles his eyebrows, and you both are rolling on the ground laughing. there's something about being with the two of them that makes everything so much funnier. annabeth rolls her eyes at the two of you and continues her walk through the gallery, avoiding the judgmental gazes of the visitors truly interested in art.

-> ending up at the gift shop at the end of the trip. annabeth picks out a few books that showcase the art, muttering a few passive aggressive remarks to you and percy, "if only certain someones weren't goofing off the entire time, maybe i could have actually seen it all in person instead of settling for a copy."

-> you debate over getting a tee-shirt, but rule against it. the shirt wouldn't get much use -- everyone had to wear the orange CHB shirt on camp grounds anyways. you opt for a sticker pack with different art works, already pondering where you would stick them.

-> percy gravitates towards the postcard rack. most demigods struggle to read books, but percy was at the point in his life where he didn't even bother. he wouldn't read unless it was absolutely required, even a short bit of text explaining a painting.

after a few minutes of struggling to make a decision, he calls annabeth over and makes her choose one for him. "you know more about the art than me anyways. what would my mom like?" "sally?" she hums and scans her eyes over the options. "maybe... this one?" she selects one from the rack and presents it to the boy. you meander your way across the shop to join them. you look over percy's shoulder. a statue of a man holding the head of a gorgon--medusa-- above himself. "a statue of perseus? a bit on the nose, don't you think?" annabeth shoots you a look. "i'm kidding." you look at percy, "she named you that for a reason. i think sally'd appreciate it."

-> on the train ride that would get you part of the way to camp, you discuss with percy what he'd write on the postcard. annabeth is flipping through one of her new "picture books" (as percy called them), occasionally contributing to the dialogue.

#a cute little slice-of-life moment that's been floating around in my head for a bit #platonic #x reader #poc friendly #x gn!reader #fluff #mine 📹#percy jackson #pjo #hoo #percy jackson x reader #comfort #annabeth x reader #annabeth chase x reader x percy jackson

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fr-ogii · 2 months

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i’ve been struggling through a weirdly long clarisse fic for the past month-ish, this is so exhausting

hopefully that’s done soon and out of the drafts :)

#;;

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fr-ogii · 2 months

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mundanities

luke castellan

x gn!reader; poc friendly

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the two of you sat on a bench somewhere near the edge of camp. you had a book open in your hands and one of your legs was across his lap. letting it rest there gently, you were content with feeling his warm skin on yours.

“are you sure you’re reading that? i don’t think i’ve seen you turn in the page in a bit.”

luke was right, you’ve been rereading the same page for the past ten minutes. it was really hard to concentrate so close to him. it was pathetic, really. just how much you struggled to be around an attractive guy.

“i’m just a slow reader.” it was a foolish lie and both of you knew it, you were one of the fastest readers at camp (mostly because so few campers even bothered trying to read a book; their dyslexia overpowering any desire they had). you tried again, “and… it’s just not a very interesting book. hard to get sucked into it, you know?”

“what’s it about?”

gods! that’s probably the worst question he could’ve asked you. you truly had no idea what book was in your hands.

“just something stupid about a fairytale or something. you wouldn't like it.”

“you sure?” he let out a soft chuckle. “maybe my dyslexia’s acting up, but i’m pretty sure the title is ‘frankenstein.’ doesn’t seem like much of a fairytale.”

accepting defeat, you closed the cover -- not even bothering to mark the page -- and pulled your leg out of his lap.

“okay fine. you caught me. now what?”

#idk you get to figure out the ending you want i have no idea 😭#x reader #poc friendly #x gn!reader #percy jackson #pjo #luke castellan x gn!reader #luke castellan #luke castellan x reader #mine 📹

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fr-ogii · 4 months

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!! SPOILERS IF YOU HAVENT FINISHED THE PJO SERIES !! (it’s also pretty angsty)

i can’t make this into an actual fic or one shot bc i know ill start sobbing, but i can’t stop thinking about what it would be like dating luke castellan before he betrays camp.

if you remain loyal to camp and don’t join chronos, i can’t imagine you two would continue dating. you wouldn’t see each other for years. you’d try and forget about him. maybe date around to distract yourself. or maybe you’d swear off dating all together, scared it would turn out the same way as it did last time. maybe luke would do the same.

you’ve only seen him a couple times since then. only a few years after he left camp, you saw him during a quest you took. he’s changed. sharing a body with a titan has taken a massive toll on his body. his once tan skin had now become a pale hue. he was a shell of his formal self.

and then it was the last battle. he’d drastically changed yet again, doing a full 180. his skin glowed unnaturally and he looks almost too healthy, despite his internal sickness and turmoil.

right before he takes annabeth’s knife and stabs his achilles heel — ending his life and chronos’ — he sees you. and blah blah i don’t even wanna put it into words but i’m so very convinced that you share one final kiss as he leaves the mortal realm.

*cue last kiss by taylor swift playing in the background*

#angst #luke castellan #pjo spoilers #pjo #x reader #luke castellan x reader

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fr-ogii · 4 months

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luke castellan

he was sunshine, i was midnight rain

daisy chains (child of demeter!reader) [fan fav]

mundanities

cornelia street

promise?

don’t blame me

november

stranger

you and me against the world?

king of my heart

call it what you want

“love?”

rambling about the angst of dating luke

-> especially how the last battle goes for you :(

#luke castellan x reader #luke castellan masterlist #masterlist

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fr-ogii · 4 months

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daisy chains

luke castellan

x child of demeter!reader; poc friendly

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you often find yourself sitting on a random hill at camp, letting the warm morning sun soak into your skin and the slightly damp grass leave soft green stains on your jean shorts. you fiddle with the grass, often pulling out one or two strands and braiding them.

over, under, over, under. the patterned motion relaxes you as it continues. over, under, over, under.

you toss the strands of grass aside and opt for the daisies that lay around you. it was probably bad karma to rip flowers out of the ground and your mother would probably be at least a bit peeved if she saw you do this. it didn’t matter much to you, you never met demeter and didn’t feel indebted to her in any way. you could make as many daisy chains as you wanted, no one could stop you.

it was similar to how eliza, your friend from athena, would make paper stars whenever she got anxious. your daisy chains and her paper stars were just motions.

either way, luke didn’t mind your habit. he thought it was cute how your twitching hands could make such a beautiful little thing. the intricate braids laced around white daisies and took shape of whatever you wished. sometimes it became a crown. others, it was a necklace. you tried to make a bracelet once, but it fell apart and you hadn’t tried since, instead sticking to what you were more confident in.

speaking of luke, the son of hermes was making his way over to you. “what’re you doing up?”

“i could say the same to you.” you said with a smile so soft it rivaled your voice, unnecessarily quiet as to not wake any campers.

perhaps unknowingly following your example, luke lowered his voice as well, despite being far away from any cabins and not being loud to begin with. “you got me there. i was gonna go to the range to practice the bow, you know i’ve been trying to improve?” he added a lilt to the end of his sentence as if he was asking a question.

it took you a second to process what he was saying. “no… i didn’t know that. why? you’ve seemed fine with the bow last i saw you, no?”

“see!” he put emphasis on that word, as if he had proved you wrong. “i seemed fine, not good. big difference, love.” he looked down at your hands, noticing for the first time what you were fiddling with. “you wanna come join? i’m sure there’re plenty of flowers over by the range.”

your smile continued to widen at the goofy expression luke held, clearly proud of himself for finding a way to get you to join him. most times, luke preferred to practice his weaknesses by himself — that was why he was up so early, after all — but he always appreciated when you joined him. he called you his “good luck charm.”

“of course i’ll come, luke.” you popped up off the ground, now no longer as damp as it once was. green stains from the grass painted your shorts, but you ignored them. your hands scurried to snatch up the daisy chain that laid on the ground right below you. the chain was quickly stitched into a crown before you placed it on luke’s head. it was slightly too big and almost fell in front of his eyes.

he linked arms with you and the both of you continued down the hill, sitting course for the range.

not proofread

my tags are also rlly glitchy so pls excuse if any of them are wrong

#luke castellan x gn!reader #luke castellan #percy jackson x gn!reader #x gn!reader #percy jackson and the olympians #x reader #mine 📹#luke castellan x reader #pjo #percy jackson #percy jackson x reader #comfort #fluff #poc friendly #child of demeter

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fr-ogii · 4 months

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the entire reputation album (taylor swift) is so luke castellan coded ughhh i’m trying so hard not to make a million fanfics for every song 😫

“i would fall from grace just to touch your face” ?!?!!??!

#luke castellan x reader #pjo

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fr-ogii · 4 months

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getting matching “live” “laugh” “love” “learn” necklaces with percy, grover, and annabeth while y’all are out on your quest 💞

#friendship bracelets w the girlies #percy jackson #annabeth chase #grover underwood #pjo #hoo #pjo x reader

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fr-ogii · 4 months

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he was sunshine i was midnight rain

luke castellan

x gn!reader; poc friendly

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isb: midnight rain by taylor swift

!! reader is very critical of themself !!

he didn’t deserve it. the kindest, loveliest boy you knew. he didn’t deserve you. you were the opposite of all of his good qualities. it wasn’t your fault, right? you blamed your mother for that one. you didn’t know who she was yet, but you knew it was somehow her fault. you couldn’t help your selfishness. you couldn’t help the broken promises and whispered lies you often shared with other campers. you couldn’t help the ambition that made you push all others aside to meet your goal.

and somehow, despite it all, luke was yours. he loved you more than anything else, or so he claimed.

“hey,” he slung his arm around your shoulder, pulling you into his side, “what’s my [girl/boy/etc] up to?”

despite all the negative self talk that took up your inner dialogue, you couldn’t help but let a smile break across your face at the sight of your love.

the two of you were never meant to be. wrong person, wrong time. he wanted a comfortable life; he wanted you to be his. but you never could. you weren’t one to sit quietly and be kind in the way he deserved. no matter how much you tried…

he was golden and you were broken, a sad excuse of a demigod. that’s what you kept telling yourself.

you were never meant to be.

#luke castellan #x reader #poc friendly #x gn!reader #pjo #hoo #percy jackson #luke castellan x reader #luke castellan x gn!reader #midnight rain

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fr-ogii · 7 months

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life onboard the argo ii

frank zhang, hazel levesque, piper mclean, jason grace, leo valdez, percy jackson, annabeth chase

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⚠️ :: the relationship the reader has with the 7 could be romantic or platonic, it’s up for your interpretation. you know your own age, don’t be weird with it.

-> sure there are a couple arguments here and there, some bigger than others, but breakfast usually solves all the problems that arise. if the argument happened the night before, it gave time to rest and think about the issue and how it could be resolved. if it was earlier that morning, breakfast still worked. they were forced to interact, even if it was just “jason, will you pass me the syrup?” plus, no one thinks well on an empty stomach. the warmth of pancakes will fix even the worst of mindsets - the ones that only want to fight with the people they’ve been stuck with for months.

-> sleeping cuddled together is a common occurrence on the argo ii. sometimes it just gets lonely spending everyday up in the sky or down on the ground facing more monsters. it becomes monotonous. feeling the warmth provided by huddling together with another member (or members) of the argo ii will provid you some comfort at the very least. you aren’t alone. coach won’t like it. “doors open!” but no one can help it, especially given that almost everyone was dating someone else on the ship.

-> movie nights <3 ———— there would be so much arguing over what movie to watch, especially when hazel’s from a different time entirely and jason had his memory wiped. annabeth, after nearly flipping her lid when leo dared to comment on one of greta gerwig’s films, drew up a week-long calendar of who could pick a movie for each day. having a month-long calendar seemed both to be wishful thinking they would be around that long, and incredibly sad to imagine they’d still be stuck on this ship for another month.

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fr-ogii · 8 months

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smells like summer

bakugo katsuki

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summer days and nights with katsuki

a bit of a late summer post but to be fair, i started this back in june or something

mosquito bites, despite how much they itched and how aggravating the bumps were to feel whenever you ran your hands over your skin, never seemed to matter when you were with katsuki.

the daytime brought sunburns and salty skin (if you were lucky enough to go to the beach). you almost drowned a couple times when bakugo decided it was a good idea to sneak up behind you underwater and pull you under the waves, but you had a good time nonetheless.

lunches were never boring. the grittiness of the bits of sand that somehow ended up in your sandwich whenever you ate on the beach were a bit irritating, you never once wished for anything to change. however.. you were a bit inclined to set up a picnic blanket underneath a tree somewhere when given the option. you loved any excuse to cuddle outside with your bellies full from the lunch bakugo crafted a few hours ago.

but bakugo much preferred the nights. they usually ended with all his friends over, conked out after playing some new game for hours. kirishima and denki likely got into a foolish spat arguing over the rules of some game that mina invented yesterday. bakugo would claim to himself and others that he only invited them over to “school” them and “prove that he was the best”. it was clear to you that this was a load of crap. you saw that endearing way he furrowed his eyebrows and how he turned around - feigning exasperation - to hide the smile that had crept onto his face in reaction to the ridiculousness of his friends’ arguments.

there was a 50/50 chance that the next morning would start with a bike ride to a nearby pond. there was also a 50/50 chance one of the them would forget their swim suits and have to skinny dip while the rest of you laughed at their misfortune.

the stickiness of the humid summer air, the bruises on your legs that just seemed to appear out of nowhere, all of it would have been annoying if it were anyone else, but you couldn’t help but feel content when it was katsuki.

#bnha #x reader #poc friendly #x gn!reader #comfort #fluff #mha #mine 📹#bakugo #bakugo x reader #katsuki bakugo x reader #katsuki #katsuki x reader #summer days #summer fanfic #drabble #bakugo x fem!reader #bakugo x masc!reader

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fr-ogii · 10 months

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falling for you

count vronsky

x fem!reader; poc friendly

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request: "romantic hc when he meets his now wife after Anna's death and how he fell for her 💎✨" @hilalcoven

-> the count never thought he could fall for anyone ever again after the death of his lover, anna. he didn't even know how he would be able to live. he couldn't raise annie, their kid. despite barely having any distinguishing features yet, the thought that she would turn into someone that resembled anna was too much to bear. he felt awful that his daughter had to lose both her parents in such quick succession, but he could not force himself to raise her.

-> he had sworn off love entirely, convinced it would bring nothing but misfortune to him and any future lover of his.

-> but he changed his tune when he met you.

it was a cold september night in st. petersburg. it had been a couple years since the fateful day anna lost her life. the count had returned to the city from serbia - his time fighting against the ottoman empire was up.

he had expected the pain of his loss to have reduced itself after the years both away from anna and away from the city he became acquainted with her in. unfortunately for alexei, the pain came back as soon as he saw the skyline of st petersburg emerging from the horizon.

to escape this, vronsky visited a tavern as soon as he arrived in the all-too familiar city.

the warmth of the bustling building rushed to meet him as soon as the count opened the well worn door. the stench of cheap alcohol enveloped him as soon as he stepped inside and let the door swing shut behind him. his eyes landed on the bar that was situated a bit further back into the establishment and was occupied by two men who were clearly foreigners to this area and were speaking quickly in a tongue alexei could not understand. as was the unspoken rule, alexei sat two stools over and waited for the worker behind the bar to come over.

count vronsky had become impossibly quiet in the time away from anna. he only spoke when addressed. he avoided confrontation. it was as if the death of the mother of his child had left him mute.

an uncountable amount of minutes passed before a noise brought alexei out of his stupor. he had long since received his meal - a roasted meat he already forgot the name of. the pale ale in his mug had been nursed far too many times and was nearly gone.

his head snapped up when he heard that noise again. it was the trotting of a horse and the spinning wheels of the carriage it was pulling. there was something so recognizable about it. before alexei could be sucked back into his reminiscing tendencies, he turned around as the wooden door opened.

and there you were.

he wouldn't exactly call it "love at first sight", but he was certainly intrigued. count vronsky looked around the bar and noticed a couple other men that let their eyes flicker towards you periodically. aleksey stood slowly, stretching out the aches and pains that had grown in his joints in the many minutes he had been sitting. he would not let another man reach you before he could. and so, he began to walk over to you.

#anna karenina #count vronsky #count vronsky x reader #x reader #poc friendly #fluff #anna karenina x reader #x fem!reader #count vronsky x fem!reader #first meeting #mine 📹#anna karenina count vronsky #aleksey vronsky #alexei vronsky #alexei vronsky x reader #fanfic #leo tolstoy

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fr-ogii · 11 months

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the jealousy of

yandere!darth vader

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⚠️ :: violence (not towards reader)

word count :: 1.0k+

-> there isn't much that differentiates yandere!vader from a "normal" darth vader. he's already an incredibly possessive man when it comes to relationships. losing that many people in his more formative years (even though he caused most of the losses) was not good on his brain development. he doesn't become attached easily, but when he does... he gets attached.

-> the biggest difference is his inability to let you go. that's not to say normal vader isn't a bit nervous to lose you, but at least he lets you walk around the ship. he's a bit nervous you'll be targeted by some troopers wishing to have their life ended early, but he trusts that you are strong enough to defend yourself. and if you're not able to fight anybody off, you know well enough to call him for assistance.

-> yandere!vader won't let you go in any sense. don't even dream about seeing anyone else ever.

-> you won't be able to leave your room. a full bathroom is already part of the room, but a kitchen will be added after an unfortunate incident that ended in the death of an innocent boy that was only attempting to deliver food to his chambers.

the day before had been particularly taxing on vader and he had slept in more than he normally does. on any average day, he would be up before 6, but most likely around 5:30. so who's surprised that the sith lord doesn't make his own food? he has it delivered before he starts his day. by the time of the delivery, vader has been up for almost an hour. his suit is on and the helmet is ready to be placed on to open the door and receive the meal. the only one privileged enough to see his face is you.

unfortunately for the poor delivery boy, vader was not up when the boy brought by the food and held his hand up to knock on the thick steel door. the sound reverberated in the large room, causing you to rouse and look at your lover. you've been told to never answer the door, but he was just so tired and you didn't want to wake him. he'd had a tough day.

and so - although it was a foolish decision - you pulled the covers back from your side of the bed and stood. the floor was cold against your feet and so you scampered quickly (and quietly) to the door so the numbing feeling would be over with soon.

another knock rang out as you reached the keypad that would open the door. you repeated the code you had seen vader thumb every time he left the room. a fwishhh accompanied the sliding of the door. the freckled boy before you couldn't have been older than 15, if you had to guess. he was standing next to a cart he no-doubt had been pushing all the way from the kitchen, given that it was stacked with breakfast goodies. fruits were delicately placed in a silver bowl and toast was on a plate right besides it. but, before your eyes could take in what else was on the trays, you heard a squeak coming from the boy in front of you. your eyes snapped towards him before you followed his gaze and spun your head quickly to face what had terrified him so.

the black mask you had grown familiar with was what met your eyes. the darkness radiating off of him reminded you just how comfortable you had gotten around him. he was clearly angry. for a second, you were thankful it wasn’t at you, but then you remembered who it was directed at; the child behind you. say what you want about how you thought he had changed, but you remember the whispered stories of how merciless he was. that was before you met him. you were foolish to think that he could have ever truly changed.

before you could even think of how to deflect the anger onto yourself - anything to save the boy behind you from meeting the horrible fate you knew must be in store for him - the gloved hand reached out and squeezed. sputtering was heard behind you and you could do nothing but watch in terror.

you had gotten too comfortable.

-> no amount of apologies could fix what had just been broken. you both felt betrayed. the sith lord was angry you had disobeyed him and answered the door for anyone. you were (more understandably) angry he had the nerve to kill a child in front of you for merely laying his eyes on you.

“you’re being ridiculous. he is was just a boy. you had no right-”

“i had all the right in the universe. you are mine, don’t you ever forget that.”

-> and so, a kitchen was built in the shared room. to prevent another misfortune from befalling a member of the ship’s workforce, you were moved to another room for the time being.

-> things would take a while to get back to how they once were. they were never normal. how could things be normal when you were trapped in your room for months on end? you hadn't seen beyond the corridor in months - and the only reason you had seen the corridor was when darth vader left to go about his duties every morning and came back every night. if it wasn't for his comings and goings, you very likely would have no idea of how time was passing.

-> being banished to another room entirely was more torturous than you thought it would be. you were foolish to believe that vader was the cause of your boredom. he was at one point, but no longer. you were entertained by only your thoughts and your movements. pacing back and forth for hours at a time left the rug beneath you threadbare; but it gave you something to do.

-> seeing vader again was a breath of fresh air. the days alone had left you craving everything he provided you with. and so, when you heard his signature breathing and laid your foggy eyes on him after being ripped out of a dreamless sleep, you bolted upright and practically threw yourself on top of him.

-> if he wasn't wearing a mask you would have been able to see the smug smirk he held.

he had regained control over you.

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fr-ogii · 11 months

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illicit affairs

jedi!anakin skywalker

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⚠️ :: kinda angst?, swearing, anakin is lowkey an asshole

inspired by taylor swift’s “illicit affairs”

loving a jedi was hard. you never thought it would be easy, but you didn’t prepare yourself fully. sneaking out in the early morning after you slept over was something so humiliating you prayed every single day no one would find you.

it wasn’t that you were scared of getting in trouble for “distracting the chosen one”. trust me, you knew that was a possibility. but that wasn’t what scared you the most.

you knew how rumors worked. you knew you would be called a “slut” and that you were “whoring” yourself out. no one would listen to you if you said it was not like that. that’s not how it worked. they only heard what they wanted to hear.

And that's the thing about illicit affairs

And clandestine meetings and stolen stares

They show their truth one single time

But they lie, and they lie, and they lie

A million little times

you never thought it would get like this. not when you first laid your eyes on him. the longing glances whenever you were in the same room as him, only hoping that he might turn and meet your eyes, returning the look. maybe you would get lucky. maybe he would. but you knew he wouldn’t. he cared too much about his position as a jedi.

and yet, you never learned your lesson. you kept going back to him. maybe the jedi council would change the code. maybe he’ll be able to openly express feelings for you one day. until then, you’ll settle for loving him in private.

Don't call me "kid"

Don't call me "baby"

Look at this idiotic fool that you made me

You taught me a secret language

I can't speak with anyone else

he would never treat you as an equal. at least not in this time line. it wasn’t in his nature. you were younger than him and he would never let you forget that. he was always the smarter one, he always made the better choices. at least that’s what he insisted was the truth. he was too stubborn to admit otherwise.

sometimes you just wanted to slap him. to snap him out of his messed up way of thinking. to stop him from allowing others to flirt with him.

that was what bothered you the most. you could deal with not being public. but allowing others to think that they had a chance was something you struggled to excuse for the life of you.

it wasn’t long before you forgave him, though. you could never stay mad at him long. there was something about the way he smiled at you. the way he made you laugh. the way he held you. even the way he smelled. he was so addictive that he had you coming back for more, every single time.

And you know damn well

For you, I would ruin myself

A million little times

he ruined you. you could never love another the way you love him. he was the perfect man, even when he was less than perfect.

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fr-ogii · 11 months

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star wars

.. can you tell who my obsession is lol

anakin skywalker ::

x famous singer!reader

illicit affairs | jedi!anakin (kinda angst)

part two

general headcanons

ramblings

soulmates | soulmate au

sticking by your side | fallen angel!anakin x reader

the lakes | abandoning the order w/ jedi!anakin

afterglow | apologizing to anakin

protector | jedi!anakin x senator!reader

yandere!jedi!anakin

yandere!rots!anakin

heartbreak prince | fboy!anakin

beautiful | poly!anakin + obiwan talking abt gn!reader

poly w/ padme + reader

darth vader ::

the jealousy of yandere!darth vader

escape | yandere!darth vader (jedi survivor au)

obiwan kenobi ::

beautiful | poly!anakin + obiwan talking abt gn!reader

holding back | breaking obiwan's resolve (slightly nsfw)

padmè amidala ::

poly w/ anakin + reader

general headcanons

family matters | x sibling!reader PLATONIC!

leia organa ::

general headcanons

luke skywalker ::

general headcanons

#masterlist #star wars masterlist #star wars #luke skywalker #anakin skywalker #padme amidala #star wars prequels

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fr-ogii · 11 months

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anakin skywalker

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sorry, it’s been on my mind for awhile. there’s just something about it that’s so addictive to me

he first heard your name when on coruscant. it was unusual to be a musician in this universe. most aimed for their occupation to be something “useful” like a jedi or mechanic. something to aid the progression of society. but having someone to lighten their spirits was something else entirely. you were unique. an anomaly in the universe of “star wars”.

there were musicians, he supposed. he hadn’t been to many taverns that didn’t have a few musicians strumming away or tooting on a wind instrument to an upbeat tune.

you were something else. someone singing and writing songs was a wild notion. you write from your heart and sing in ways that broke someone’s heart when you sang sadly and had their face grow warm when you sang of love.

being a jedi master brought some incredible perks. one of them, as he soon discovered, was meeting someone like you. it wasn’t the easiest thing in the world, but it took less time than it would take most for him to view one of your shows for himself. it seems that tickets for your show were hard to obtain.

whether you rapped or sang softly or somewhere in between, you were captivating. he couldn’t keep his eyes off you.

feeling eyes on you during your set was normal. after all, you were performing. people were supposed to look at you. but this show was different. something about their gaze felt smothering. when you glanced up and out at the crowd after turning from your band behind you, you caught the eyes of a certain brunette in the crowd.

you looked him up and down, clearly checking him out. you knew you were far enough away he shouldn’t have been able to see your eyes traveling all over him, but you felt like somehow he could tell. shrugging it off, you tossing him a wink and a smile, continuing with your show.

i’ll probably make a part two because i am completely obsessed with him right now, but i wanted to get this out

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hey babes!! hope you're doing well. cud i request a bakugou x fem poc reader but a wanda vision au. basically maybe w ( spoiler alert ) reference to how suki dies/ his heart is destroyed by shigaraki so reader creates a new world where its just them two using her quirk. there's more on my profile about this. Have an amazing day :)

in a world of my own design

katsuki bakugo

x fem!reader; poc friendly

masterlist

i’d be lying if i said i didn’t tear up writing this, i completely forgot he died, i think i blocked it out lol. much love though 🧡

cw: character death, angst, but i promise it gets better - fluff at the end

-> the first few days were filled with denial. you could still hear him and his grumpy voice. you saw him everywhere. when you tripped and dropped your bags when you were out getting groceries, you could have sworn the guy helping you get your things had the same smirk as ‘suki. but you knew it couldn’t be; your katsuki was gone.

-> the second week was the hardest. denial turned to grief. you blamed everyone, but especially yourself. if only you’d been quicker to respond. you could have helped him. you were the scarlet witch. all the power in the world was at your finger tips and yet you still couldn’t save your love.

-> the third week was when things started to clear up. you forced yourself to act rational and think rational. katsuki wouldn’t want you to act this way. he would call you soft. maybe that’s what you were - maybe you were soft. maybe that’s why everyday was a struggle for you. everything felt so much more difficult than anything had ever been before that fateful day.

-> it was the fourth week when you had an epiphany. you felt stupid for not thinking of it any sooner. just two weeks ago you were reminding yourself that you were “the scarlet witch”. why did you not fully grasp what that meant?! you could just move to a new universe to live with your lover again. you kept forcing yourself to accept reality that you forgot you could change reality. it wasn’t hurting anyone, so you could still comfortably tell your ‘suki you were still a hero. everything would be fine.

-> building an entire universe didn’t seem that difficult. you’ve gone through more taxing things. you’ve had many a dream of the perfect world. a world where you wouldn’t have to worry about what the future may bring or have to stress about working. you had all the inspiration in your mind that you could ever need.

-> it was the picture perfect world. it was a quiet town you could peacefully live the rest of your life in. the yard stretched for as long as you wanted it to. there was room for children and/or pets to run around in. there was just enough space in your house for it to not feel cramped, but also too much so as to not feel empty and lifeless.

-> maybe there would be a pool in the back. a patio to kick back and enjoy the most beautiful conversations with your ‘suki. he’d hold his beautiful lady tight and scoff everytime you flirt, both of you ignoring the scarlet that dusted his cheeks and the way his smirk became more of a genuine smile with each passing minute.

-> you had missed him so much.

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