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roll-da-credits · 3 years

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Exhausted - Hange x Reader

Word Count: 1.1k

Sometimes Hange just needs reminding that they're still human, a human who needs the basic necessities, and so much love.

!WARNING!

Spoilers for S4; takes place after Zeke is brought back and before the entire wine and Nicolo smashing it onto Falco debacle.

A/n: So before I start I just want to say that, I should post more fucking Attack on Titan, it's literally on my list of fandoms I write for but there isn't a single fanfic or headcanon or scenario on my page about it, and also I hope you guys enjoy this I know it's not my normal MHA or Haikyuu posts but unless I grow this blog bigger I'm planning on putting other fandoms in here too. Also, Hange uses they/them pronouns

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“Hange san,” Your soft voice resonated through the dark room, on your hands carried a tray with warm soup, bread, and water. Hopeful that your workaholic lover would finally rest a bit and eat.

Hange looked back to the opened door, their stressed face softening a little bit seeing you walking in. “Y/n.” Their voice hoarse and scratchy, it was quite obvious they hadn’t been drinking at all since you came in last.

You walked over to them, smiling warmly feeling slight pity for the shape they were in. They looked completely worn out and exhausted, no doubt because of the stacks and stacks of work they had to go through since becoming Commander. Giving a soft peck on their forehead after putting down the tray of food, you walked through the closed window and slowly opened it.

Fortunately, it was close to dawn, so the sunlight streaming in wasn’t completely blinding in the dark room. “Sweetheart it's too bright.” Yet Hange still complained, rubbing their sleep-deprived eyes.

You huffed, feigning annoyance, only to walk back over to Hange and envelop them in a hug. They nestled themself closer to the crook of your neck, finding comfort in the familiar smell of you. “Shouldn’t you be resting right now?”

It was late workdays like these that made you truly worried about the health of your lover. No matter how much Hange disregards their basic human needs, they’re still human in the end. They need sleep, food, water, proper hygiene, and human interactions other than meetings.

“You know, these are the times I kinda miss Moblit the most.” You chuckled, trying to make light of the entire tense atmosphere, “Cause even Eren knows no matter how much I love you, I won’t have the goddamn patience to force you to shower. I don’t know how Levi or Moblit ever did it, to be honest.”

Henge let out a soft laugh, pulling away from the hug slightly to look at your eyes. “Moblit did it with a lot of alcohol, and I don’t know how the fuck Levi did it. I’m almost certain his disgusting blend of tea has some kind of alcohol in it.” Hange remarked.

From their voice, you can hear a hint of the playfulness they had once before. Before everything happened, before the burden of the title, ‘Commander’ was laid on them.

The both of you looked into each other’s eyes for a while, it was a silent comforting moment that was so rare to be experienced by the both of you. So rare in fact, that right now you couldn’t help but relish at the feeling.

That is before you quickly remembered the warm soup you brought over for Hange, “The soup’s going to get cold, better eat it now or I’ll eat it.”

For the first time in a very long time, Hange let out a hearty laugh, one that sounds exactly like how she used to sound before they found out about every secret the world outside the walls had to offer them.

“You’re starting to sound like Sasha.” Hange paused for a moment, you figured it was them trying to find the right words without sounding insensitive, “Did you get possessed by her dead spirit or something?”

Finally, Hange took bites of the soup you brought, it was probably their first meal in the day. “I wish. Maybe that way I can bring that poor cook some sort of solace.”

Hange seems to stop for a moment.

“Do you think this war is worth it?”

The question popped out of nowhere. Even though the two of you would talk about the state of Eldia quite frequently, there was an almost silent agreement not to talk about unsettling stuff when the two of you were together. Since it was rare to see each other outside of work activities, even rarer to find time together alone where the two of you can just relax.

But you realized this question had probably been weighing on your lover’s mind for quite some time, maybe that was why they swamped themselves with work all the time. Trying to forget how shitty this world was actually.

You tried not to think much about it and answered what came into your mind.

“There’s nothing else we can do about it.”

Hange simply nodded and continued eating the soup you brought in. Their face as always slightly hardened, the spark you saw years before almost completely gone now. The spark created from finding new discoveries about the titans and the sparks created from finding out new inventions from outside the walls brought in by Yelena.

It was sad to see it all completely disappear.

“That was the best meal I’ve ever had.”

You stopped blanking out for just a second and saw that Hange finished literally everything. Not a single speck of bread or a single drop of the soup nor the water was left. You grinned, they must’ve been starving if this is what they did with some shabby soup and stale bread from yesterday.

“Love, please sleep.”

You were literally ready to beg on your knees to Hange just so they’d rest a little bit. The eye bags underneath their eyes were getting darker and their eyes looked so ready to close and immediately sleep. To the point where you feel like even blinking would make Hange fall asleep.

Hange smiled at your request.

They realized they were being really terrible to both you and themselves. By them not taking care of their body and their mental health, they were also hurting you. The last thing Hange wants to do is hurt you, so they did what seemed the most natural to them.

They made themselves comfortable at a small couch near a bookshelf and motioned you to sit beside them. Which obviously you did.

Taking a book from the bookshelf beside the sofa, Hange cuddled closer to your figure and opened the book, fully intending to read it.

“I’ll stop working and read this book whilst cuddling with you ok?”

At this point, any kind of activity that wasn’t physical and work was enough rest for Hange so you begrudgingly agreed.

You followed Hange’s rapid reading speed across the pages, and slowly noticing they were getting slower. Of course, it was still 1 page per minute but they were repeating certain paragraphs or looking back to the previous pages for context.

Not long after, Hange stopped opening the next page. You snuck a glance beside you and saw the most precious thing you’d ever see in your entire life. Hange snuggled up against you, eyes underneath their glasses peacefully closed, softly snoring.

They looked so comfortable, so comfortable that you couldn’t resist but to lean to them and drift gently to sleep as well.

Not forgetting to give a small peck on her forehead, “Good night love.”

Completely not caring that it was probably nearing 5am at this point and the both of you would probably have to be awake by noon.

You tried pushing that thought away, focusing on the fact that finally, finally, finally, your lover has been working themselves to the brink of madness. Could finally rest.

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#hange x reader #hange x you #hange zoe #hange zoe x reader #aot #attack on titan x reader #hange fluff #hange zoe fluff #attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #snk #hange

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valentina-writes · 3 years

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The shadows of his past

Request from @reneerara : 5&11 from non-verbal fluff and 11 from angst

fluff: 5. tracing skars

11. nightmares

angst: 11. “Tell me about it. You don’t have to go through this on your own”

A/N: I hope you enjoy this! I definitively had fun writing!

Words: 1.1k

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A loud bang awoke you from your deep slumber. Groaning, you turned to Azriel, your boyfriend to see what was going on. It was late at night, the stars and moon shining through the window of your shared bedroom.

You blinked a few times to wake up and looked around you. Your boyfriend was hidden behind what looked like a wall of darkness. His shadows, you realized.

Azriel was thrashing around in his sleep, muttering incomprehensible words under his breath. The fact that you couldn’t see him didn’t make it any better.

“Az?”, you murmured, reaching out to touch his shoulder, “Az, wake up”. He did not respond, instead you suddenly heard the sound of muffled cries coming out of his presumed direction. You gently shook him, as to wake him up. Concerned, you looked at his hidden body.

Then, finally, he shot up and breathed in loudly.

“You … it sounded as if you had a nightmare”, you said, “is everything okay? “.

He nodded his head, his shadows only lifting for you to see the small movement. Still, you did not believe him. Both of you regularly experienced nightmares, especially after the war against Hybern had ended. Normally, you talked through it, held each other tightly in your arms, speaking words of affection and comfort. Normally, he didn’t shy away. He told you about his fears. Not today.

Again, you laid your hands on his arm, pushing the shadows aside, scared because he had not calmed down yet. Azriel did not brush your hand away, but neither did he search your touch.

You reached through his shadows, searching for his face, his hands. Anything for you to hold, that would comfort him. His shadows whispered things to you, hushed voices talking of misery and darkness, of loneliness and pain.

Finally, you found his face, cradling it inside your hands, brushing over his cheeks, wet from tears. You had a good idea of what he was going through, of what had happened in his dreams. But he had never talked to you about his childhood before. Had never told you about what he lived through.

“Tell me about it. You don’t have to go through this on your own”, you begged. The only sound coming from him still his ragged breathing. You wanted to take this burden from him, wanted him to not be alone anymore, to have someone to share his past with.

“Y/n”, he said, his voice raspy. Only now he seemed to realize that you were there. That the two of you were not still in his dream.

His shadows lifted. You could see him now, but only for a second. Azriel pulled you against his chest, hugging you and breathing in your scent, his head resting on top of yours. You could feel his tears running down his cheeks and falling onto your head as he continued to cry.

Slowly, you reached down the bond between the two of you, tenderly caressing the wall around his mind. You did not expect him to let you in, no. The only thing you wanted was to ease his pain.

“Tell me about it, please, Az”, you said again. He just pulled you even closer, wrapping his strong arms around you tighter. When you thought he wouldn’t answer and had already given up, now running your hands through his hair, he closed his wings and shadows around you. The only times he did this was when he desperately needed privacy. Like in moments of struggle.

“I …”, he took in a deep breath, calming his voice, “I had a nightmare. You know that… my childhood was … it was …”. Azriel couldn’t finish his sentence, new tears began to form in his eyes.

“It was hell on earth”, you whispered, now also terrified. You had only heard fragments about his experiences, things that Cassian and Rhysand told you. Those had already been bad enough and you couldn’t imagine how much worse it must have been.

“Exactly. I dreamt that … that I was back there. A cell, not much bigger than this bed. No windows and no light. And you … you were there with me this time”. The last sentence was barely audible.

“There was no room for my wings, it hurt so much. And then …”, a shiver ran over his body, “Then my brothers were there. They … they burned you. Like they burned me. And I couldn’t help you, they held me back. Your screams…”. Azriel closed his eyes, unable to finish. Again, you caressed his mental barrier and this time he let you in.

I love you. That’s what you said over and over again in his head. I love you, I love you, I love you. There’s nothing to be afraid of. I’m here. I’m here with you. Nothing happened, we are safe. Don’t worry, Az. I would never let this happen to you again.

“You don’t understand”, he said, “I would go into this cell again every day, if it meant that you were safe”. His voice was so sincere, that you believed every word he said. Your heart broke at the thought of this. Of him living through his trauma, the source of his nightmare and his anxiety again. All for you.

All you could do was loosen his grip around you and take his hands in yours. Delicately tracing the scars, you thought about what to say. You had always loved his scars. They were a sign of power to you, a sign that he had survived. And now they were your anchor to the world.

You ran your hands over the scarred, raised skin of his fingers, which made him calm down immediately.

“You don’t have to go anywhere. We are safe, Azriel, safe. And you are strong, I believe in you. If you ever met them again… I think they wouldn’t even survive long enough to take us anywhere. You are not a child anymore. You are a fighter. They wouldn’t stand a chance against you and me. Because even if they had you, hurt you, shut you up in this cell again, I would come for you. I would do anything to get you back”.

Azriel send a wave of love down your bond, that calmed you down a little. His breathing stabilized, and the tears had stopped. Now, he kissed you, over and over. On the crown of your head, your forehead, cheek, chin, anywhere he could reach you.

And you did the same, kissing away the stains his tears left behind, until his lips found yours. The two of you would have to work this through, you knew that. Azriel needed affirmations and conversations about his past. He needed to leave his past behind. And you would do that. You would listen, whenever he had something to say. You would be there for him, when nobody else noticed how he felt again. You would do anything he needed.

And for now, cuddling him and kissing away his fear, was all you could do.

#azriel #azriel shadowsinger #shadowsinger #azriel x reader #azriel x y/n #azriel imagine #azriel fluff #azriel angst #acotar #acotar writing #acotar reader insert #acotar fluff

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prince-septimus · 3 years

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the rescue

pairing : captain boomerang x FBI agent!reader

summary : the enchantress had been defeated, but now you have more important things to worry about -- like making sure you get your happily ever after for once in your life.

word count : 1.1k

static hearts series

“You’re joking, right?”

“I’m not the joking type, Agent.”

“Amanda—”

“Don’t call me Amanda.”

“Director Waller.” You suck in a deep breath, casting a glance back at Digger and the rest of the team, who now stand to get almost nothing in return for everything they had done. “Don’t you think they deserve a little more than 10 years off?”

“I’ve given them more than they deserve.” You know the smile she offers you is a strained one. “I don’t see why that is of any importance to you.”

You still remember what you had done to Digger before you too had been pulled into the mess of Task Force X. You’re quickly beginning to regret the first time you met Amanda Waller.

“Now, if we’re done here.” Amanda goes to walk around you, but you stop her.

“I quit.”

Amanda pauses, turning to you. “Excuse me?”

You hear Digger say your name from behind you and it occurs to you how silent everyone had been during this interaction. “I quit.”

You think about what had happened to the other FBI agents in your unit. You remember what happened to Murphy. You never wanted to be a part of this – any of this. You were beginning to realize it had only given you one good thing.

“Are you sure, Agent?”

You nod, but you can hear the weariness of Amanda’s voice. She has never known what to expect out of you; she had only known you as the FBI agent who had history with Captain Boomerang.

Maybe she was beginning to learn how dangerous that history could be.

“I have requests.”

“Requests?” Amanda questions, and you don’t miss her glance at Colonel Flag. “You’re not a criminal here, Agent. You don’t need to make requests to do as you please.”

“Then you swear I will not be punished for what I choose to do next?”

There is a confused look on her face, but she masks it quickly. “As long as it isn’t something that will deem you as a criminal. You’re free to go.”

She would regret saying that. You knew that the moment you turned around, walked up to Digger, grabbed his face, and kissed him within an inch of his life.

You didn’t let it last long, though you were tempted when Digger reached for you as you pulled away. You tried not to let the look on his face get to you, especially since you knew something he didn’t.

As you walked away, you didn’t bother giving a response to the surprised look on Amanda’s face.

You had a plan to set in motion.

You were so happy you had managed to keep your FBI badge after you quit the Task Force, though there was no doubt now that this would be the last time you would be using it.

You suck in a deep breath, trying to get your head straight before you reach for the lock on the door and pull it open

Digger stands there, clearly not expecting you. He’s shirtless, as he has been most days in the cell, and you try not to let those sort of thoughts fill your head just yet. “How’re you here, love?”

You hold up your badge. “Being in the FBI taught me a few things.”

“The FBI taught y’ how to break into a prison?”

“No.” You smiled. “I learned that by watching you.”

Digger breaks out into a grin.

An alarm goes off, sounding through the entire building.

You grab for Digger’s hand, yanking on it. “We’ve got to go.”

“She gonna be okay?”

You look down at the guard you had knocked out in front of the cell. “She’ll be fine. Just knocked out.”

The halls of Belle Reve are surprisingly easy to navigate, but maybe that could be from the years of experience you had from coming here. It made it that much easier to plan this escape and make the impossible seem possible.

The first thing Digger does once the two of you are out of the prison and hidden by the darkness is grab you by the waist and pull you close, kissing you hard enough that it almost knocks you off your feet. You only let it last a few moments before you remind him you still have to finish your getaway.

“When did y’know that you loved me?”

You look up from the book you had been reading. Digger stands there, his hair still wet from the shower he had just taken as he tries to dry it with a towel. There’s a domesticity to the scene that makes your stomach do a little flip. Him standing here in the apartment you now lived in together; it had cost you a pretty penny, but what you had paid had also bought you secrecy and silence.

You realize Digger’s still waiting for your response. “What?”

“After everything we’ve been through. Darlin’, it ain’t a hard question.” Digger shrugs. “When did you know you loved me?”

You set the book down in your lap and try to think. “I don’t know for sure.”

Digger sighs.

You let out a small laugh. “You want the honest answer or the meaningful answer?”

“There’s two?”

“The meaningful one – when you almost kissed me while we were with the Task Force.”

Digger smiles a little. “And the honest one?”

“When I spent years trying to get your words out of my head and couldn’t stop dreaming about you.”

Digger looks proud at the mention of your first interaction. It seemed so long ago, but you could never forget the things he had said to you. You don’t think he could forget either.

But then a frown appears on his face. “If y’knew you loved me that early on, why’d you give me up?”

You toss the book to the side, standing and walking over to him. You take the towel, rolling it before putting it around his head and using it to pull him down close enough to where you could kiss him if you so wished. “I was afraid. All my training told me I shouldn’t have been feeling what I did, but I still felt it.”

“So, you didn’t hate having to put up with me all those times you brought me in?”

You shake your head.

“And all those times on the team?”

You smile. “No, but I also didn’t know how to express my feelings for a world-class criminal when I was in a superior position. I wanted to wait until everything was over.”

“And then Waller came back.”

“And then Waller came back. That’s why I hatched an insane plan that included me breaking you out of the most secure prisons in the world.” You shrug. “I figured if I was going to be with a criminal, I had to become one.”

Digger’s smile slowly appears, and it makes your heart beat just a little quicker. “I knew I loved you from the moment I saw ya.”

You press your forehead against his. “And look at how far we’ve come.”

#captain boomerang #captain boomerang x reader #captain boomerang imagine #suicide squad #suicide squad imagine #dc #my fics #static hearts

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mintelepathy · 3 years

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“Why don’t you come live with me?”

idol!taehyung x reader (or oc)

word count: +1.1k

summary: oc having a hard time because she lost her job and not telling taehyung caused some misunderstandings

angst but fluff at the end

masterlist

It’s been a week since you got fired from work. At first you were happy because it meant you were never going to see the face of your shitty boss again but after a few hours the reality hit you. Now that you are jobless how were you going to pay your expenses? Yes, you had your savings, but they wouldn’t last forever.

Planning to tell Taehyung your situation wasn’t an option a week ago, he already was dealing with his problems and you didn’t want to bother him with yours, that’s why you have been avoiding him as much as you could these past few days. You weren’t in your peace of mind right now and being so distant with him was the last thing you wished.

Crying, sleeping, grabbing the computer to find a new job and ignoring Taehyung messages and calls were the only things you’ve doing for seven days straight and you hate yourself for that, as much as you wanted to be with him you just couldn’t, you know it would break his heart seeing you in this state and the last thing you wanted was making him feel bad for you.

Since he’s been really busy lately you thought that he wouldn’t notice something had happened but not even a minute later you realized how bad the consequences of your actions were.

“I don’t know if I made a mistake but I’m sorry if I did” that was what the text he just sent you said.

If early you felt sad now you could hear your heart breaking. How could he think he did something wrong when he is the best thing that happened to you?

Well, maybe if you actually had talked to him he wouldn’t feel like he did something wrong. Your subconscious said.

Now that you were aware of his feelings you couldn’t keep hiding your problems from him forever, he was your boyfriend and he deserved to know what was going on with you.

"You did nothing wrong Tae, I’m the one who should be sorry. Tell me when and where can we meet and I’ll be there"

"Where are you?" his reply was immediate

"At my place"

"I’ll be there asap"

You started panicking when you read his last text, he’d be there in any second and not only you were a mess but as well your apartment. You started to clean as much as you could before his arrival but time wasn’t your best friend and half an hour later he was already knocking at your door.

You were still in pyjamas and you looked exhausted but it was too late now to look presentable.

You opened the door and let him in, it was so hard to look at him now that you knew how your actions affected him so you tried not to make eye contact with him.

After closing the door, you headed to your room and he followed you from behind, you sat on the edge of the bed and he did the same.

Neither of you had said anything in the past minute, you just kept staring at the floor thinking how should you start speaking. He also didn’t say a word but you knew it was because he was waiting for you to be ready.

You couldn’t hold the tears anymore when you felt him locking his fingers with yours. That small but precious action meant that he was there for you and that was all you needed at the moment.

“I’m sorry” it was the only thing you said when you finally looked at him in the eyes.

Taehyung looked so sad and you couldn’t stop blame yourself for that.

He didn’t know what the hell was going on with you but he could only imagine the worst scenarios, and one of them was that you were going to end up things with him and he wasn’t ready to hear that, he loved you too much that just imagine you breaking up with him made his heart ache.

“Please tell me what’s going on love, I hate seeing you like this”

You took a big breath and once you were ready you started to tell him what had happened

“I lost my job. I didn’t want to tell you because I know that you are dealing with some stuff lately and I didn’t want to bother you with my problems, I’m so sorry that my actions made you think that you did something wrong, I’m really sorry. I didn’t know what I was thinking when I decided to avoid you, I just know that if I heard your voice I’d have broken and I didn’t want you to see me like this, but I clearly fucked up”

You took another big breath once you finished because you talked too fast that your lungs needed air after that.

You noticed how his face changed from worried to empathic after he heard what you had to say.

He lay down on your bed and open his arms so he could hug you while you placed you head in his chest.

“Listen here. You will never bother me babe, no matter how small or big your problems or concerns are I’ll always be there for you, so please never do something like this again if that’s why you are worried about. Nothing would make me happier than know that you count on me”

Your vision got blurred again but you didn’t want to cry again so you held it back.

“Thank you” you said as you left a kiss on his chest.

“Why don’t you come live with me?” You weren’t ready to hear that.

You raised your head so you could see his face. He looked dead serious so he was definitely not joking.

“I can’t do that” you said as you sat back again.

“Why not?”

“I don’t know, maybe I don’t want you to feel like you are obligated to help me”

He sat by your side so he could talk to you properly.

“I’m not asking you to live with me just because I want to help you, I’m asking you because I love you and I’d be so happy if we live together, and if I’m honest, this is something I wanted to talk about for a while but I didn’t know how to tell you, but if you don’t want to live with me at least let me help you pay the rent”

“Oh shut up, you don’t know how much I’d love to live with you” you grabbed gently his face and kissed after a long time.

Once it was over he looked at you “I missed you so much”

“I miss you too” you said as you gave him a short kiss

“You know what?”

“What?”

“Yeontan is going to be so happy to live with you as well” you smiled and pushed him back onto the mattress so you could cuddle with him more time.

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jjmaybnks · 4 years

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i get to love you- jj maybank

summary; yours and jj’s story

word count: 1.1k

so i wrote this inspired by the song “i get to love you” by ruelle. i highly recommend you listen whilst reading!!

i hope you enjoy my lovelies! i’m also taking requests so please if you have a request please let me know!! also not my gif if its yours please msg me and i’ll give u creds.

one look at you, my whole life falls inline

you knew he was your person. when you first saw him those many months ago on the boneyard, a beer in one hand and his hat in the other. you weren't sure what it was that drawn you to him, maybe it was his blonde shaggy hair that fell in front of his face, sculpting him out beautifully. or maybe it was his laugh. his deep laugh that could make even the darkest souls smile. it could have been his smile, the ways his cheeks creased and the way his eyes closed. you weren't sure but you knew that you fell hopelessly in love with him before you even uttered two words to him. you felt calm, safe even. knowing he was there was enough to make you smile, make you feel like the happiest girl alive.

it shocked you that he even noticed you, you didn't attract a lot of attention but how could he not, he thought you were beautiful. he admired how your (y/h/c) hair was tucked behind your ears and the way you twirled some loose strands of your hair around your pointer finger. the way your (y/e/c) eyes seemed to shine in the light, making him lose all sense of thought. all he could think about was you. he knew that he loved you before he even uttered two words to you.

i prayed for you before I called you mine

he was all that you wanted. he was who you dreamed about before you fell asleep at night. he was the prince charming you read about when you were younger, the prince charming you consistently thought about, hoping he'd sweep you off of your feet one day. and he did. on a calm evening, february 6th. you'd always remember that date, it was when he made you his.

"(y/n) i can't stop thinking about you, you're on my mind when i open my eyes and the last thought i have right before i sleep" jj breathed out nervously, looking you in the eyes. he found the confidence to carry on his speech before you could interrupt, he knew you would have. "i just want to make sure you're okay and happy and safe and fuck i can't even begin to explain the way you make me feel inside, like, one million tingles flow through my body, when i see you, when i hear your voice or your cute laugh, fuck (y/n/n) i love you" he finished off, rocking on the balls of his feet whilst he waited for your reply.

you smiled, wider then you have in your life. there was nothing you could say, so you did the one thing you've dreamed of doing for as long as you could remember. you stood on your tiptoes and wrapped your hands around his neck and pulled him in for a long-overdue kiss. it was true. everything they said. the fireworks that you feel right now, felt like nothing you ever felt before. your lips moulded perfectly with his, your body was tingling with pleasure as his hands gripped your waist.

you were all that he wanted, he remembered his mom talking about love a lot when he was a young boy, just before she left and how one day he'd meet the girl he would do anything for, the girl he would fall effortlessly in love with, and that girl happened to be you.

i get to love you, it's the best thing i'll ever do

you were happy, the happiest you've ever been, every day seemed to be another adventure you'd face and it was worth every minute, as long as you were with jj. he was your rock. he kept you grounded just as you kept him. he was your best friend.

"do you ever think about our future jj?' you asked him, whilst playing with his rings that littered his fingers, whilst his fingers ran through your hair, removing any knots you may have had.

"all the time baby" he replied, his eyes fluttering shut before he continued speaking "we get married, on the beach, where we first met and i knew i was in love with you. we have some children and god i hope they look like you, you're stunning baby" he grinned as he saw the light pink blush coat your cheeks. your smile never faded as you pulled him in for a loving kiss.

it's a promise I'm making to you

you never wanted to let jj down nor did he want to let you down. you would always be there for him, no matter the circumstances, if it was a fight with topper or rafe, or if it had to do with his dad. you would always be there for him.

"i got a jet going straight in my butt right now, y'all should get in immediately, ya hear me, salud" jj almost shouted pouring more alcohol into his glass before he quickly downed the rest in the glass bottle.

"how much did this cost?" pope had asked with a look of both confusion and concern on his face.

"well, with the generator, the petrol, and, oh hey, express delivery, huh pretty much all of it, yeah all of it" jj replied notchantely, you could tell he didn't care and god, your heart was breaking for the poor blonde boy who was broken in front of you.

"you spent all of the money in one day?" pope had questioned rather aggressively, his eyes going wide.

"guys you only live once, right, enough of this emotional shit get in the cats' ass, c'mon" jj was broken, and only you could help him heal, to mend his broken heart.

you sat there in shock, whilst pope and kie were talking about what he could have done with the money he stole from barry, when he suddenly stood up "well you know what, i didn't do that. i got a hot tub. for my friends. for my girl. i got a hot tub for my friends and my girl. you know what screw friends, i got a hot tub for my family" you saw the bruises on his stomach and instantly knew they were from his father.

"baby, it's okay, i'm here, i know you're hurting right now but i'm here and i love you. i promise, i'm not going anywhere" you gently walked closer to the hot tub and stepped in, not caring about your clothes that were now dripping wet, you just wanted jj to be okay.

he wrapped his arms around your waist and yours found the back of his neck, pulling him as close as humanly possible. he needed you, he needed all of his family. he started crying, mumbling into your shoulder and he squeezed you against him so you didn't leave him. you'd never leave him.

"i can't take him anymore" jj sobbed uncontrollably

"it's okay baby, you can stay with me, my family loves you, baby i promise it's going to be okay" you assured him swaying gently in the hot tub whilst you played with the hairs on the nape of his neck.

and that is the exact moment when you promised you'd never let jj down, you couldn't, just like he'd never let you down.

i get to love you it's the best thing that I'll ever do i get to love you it's a promise I'm making to you whatever may come, your heart, I will choose forever I'm yours, forever I do

"i love you jj maybank, forever im yours, forever i do"

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meigh-day · 4 years

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Breathing Lilies (Tendou x Reader) - Part 7

Part 7. I might just be a huge baby but writing this part had me in tears.

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Title: Breathing Lilies

Characters: Tendou/Ushijima/OC Students/F!Reader

Includes: Hanahaki Disease, Angst

Status: Complete

Word Count: 1.1k

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Several doors away you sat lethargically at your desk. After what you'd heard last night, you were left feeling devastated and conflicted. Should you tell him what you had heard? Or would it be better to force her to tell him herself? Either way he had to know and one way or another you would make of it. Yet, while the conviction you felt was strong, the tears you had shed and the heartache you felt for him had left you feeling worse than ever.

Every breath you took, no matter how shallow, sent shards of pain spiraling through your chest. The heavy taste of metal lingered in your mouth no matter what you did. It was taking everything in you to just sit upright and, honestly, you just couldn't take it. So when class had come to an end, and you had told someone in charge, you left.

It wasn't a long walk back to your dorm but by the time you reached your room things had gotten worse. Your vision was fuzzy and swam before you. As you pushed the door closed you were hit by an overwhelming wave of nausea. You made it about three feet in before the coughing started, another two feet before you were on your hands and knees, cough after cough shaking you to your core. Each one was thick and wet as long red petals were forced from your lungs. You slowly scooted across the floor, leaving behind a trail of petals and blood. As it went on, each impact sending streaks of white through your vision as your head throbbed. You tried to gasp for air but only ended up choking and gagging until you were vomiting. Something much larger than petals was forced out of your throat and hit the floor with a wet plop. Tears were streaming down you cheeks blurring your vision, you try to blink them away, to see what it was but as your vision begins to face the only thing you can make out is the color red.

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"Where the hell is she?" Tendou mutters to himself as he scours the hallway for you. As soon as he and Sumi and finished talking he rushed off to your class room, but you weren't there. Now he was standing in the doorway, staring at your desk, almost as if he could will you to appear.

"You're in the way..." The voice of one of your male classmates diverted Satori's attention away from your desk.

"Ah right...say...have you seen Y/N? I can't find her..."

"She's not here." The boy mumbled as he tried to push past the tall red-head.

"Yes, I can see that. Do you know where she is?" He peered down at the boy, an air of intimidation thick around him. Normally Tendou was pretty chill and easy going but he didn't have time to waste and this kid would going to tell him what he wanted to know.

The shorter boy shuddered, body frozen like the prey that he was. "Sh...she left s..sick."

That was all he needed to hear, without a word Satori took off in a hurry. As he hit the outside door he broke out into a run. In all the years he'd known you, leaving sick had happened zero times. Didn't matter how sick you were, you'd drag your snotty, vomity self to class, much to the chagrin of your classmates.

In a matter of minutes he was standing outside your door, his knuckles rapping against it.

"Y/N. It's me..." When he was met with silence, he sighed, letting his forehead come to rest against the wood.

"I know things are a little messed up right now...but we need to talk." He pressed his hand against the door, fingers sliding gently down as he took in a shaky breath.

"Please let me in...." His voice cracked, the desperate plea whispered against the door.

But still there was no reply. Not a single sound could be hear coming from inside and he wasn't sure if that was good or bad. Maybe you had stopped off somewhere, or gone to the library instead. With that in mind he leans up and away from the door, but just as he's about to turn around something drifts out from under the door. Curiously, he crouches down and retrieves the object. It was a flower petal, nothing so small and pretty had ever caused him so much terror. Several more followed it, gently carried out by on a stray breeze.

"Y/N...." He stands, banging the side of his fist into the door.

"Y/N!! Shit..." Tendou knew you were in there, these stray petals were a testament to that, and if you weren't answering then something was very wrong. He had to get into your room and he would take down the entire building brick by brick if it came down to it. For now he was going to try a more direct approach. Moving away from the door and bracing himself, he slammed the heel of his foot into the door. It made impact right next to the handle which was followed by an audible crack. It only took one more kick and the door swung inwards.

The movement of the door sends a flurry of red petals fluttering backwards into the room. The sight that met his eyes was disturbing. There were long red petals scattered all across the room, drifting along on a breeze from the nearby open window. As his gaze traveled further into the room he saw spatters of blood trailing across the floor, leading him to your unconscious form.

Blood stained your lips, smeared across your cheeks and hands. Beside you lay the fully bloomed head of a red spider lily.

"Fuck..." He dropped to the ground beside you, pulling your body into his arms.

"Y/N..." Tears pooled in his eyes, spilling down his cheeks as he pushed you hair gently away from your face. "Please...stay with me..." He held your cheek with his free hand, thumb gently brushing against your cooled skin. As more tears began to fall he dropped his head, body shaking with sorrow.

Soft, warm air skimmed across his cheek, causing his eyes to snap open. It was almost too soft to hear, especially with the blood pounding in his ears, but a gentle wheeze was coming from your throat.

As hope started to build again, another sound caught his attention by the door. Tendou turned and saw a very welcome site, Ushijima stood in the door frame. He'd heard Satori had skipped class and when it had reached him that you were also missing, he grew worried came to check things out.

"Help..."

#tendou x reader #tendou #tendou satori #tendou angst #haikyuu angst #haikyuu

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acdeaky · 5 years

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the neighbour

joe’s birthday week - part 5

warning: fluff, awkwardness

note: okay, so, this one’s super cute but also slightly awkward, but that’s how our baby gardner is! danny; i hope you like this one ;))

word count: 1.1k

"gardner? that's an unusual name," you comment as trudy pours you a cup of tea. "thank you."

"he's an unusual kid," she comments, sitting down opposite you. "he has a schedule which he follows everyday. if he spends even one second too long at a house, it throws his whole day out of line."

"nothing wrong with being organised," you chuckled. "at least he knows how much time he'll have at the end of the day."

trudy nodded in agreement. "that kid's a little strange, but he's got a good heart. there's more to him that meets the eye, you know."

"sounds like i'll have fun getting to know him, if he can fit me in his schedule."

"i'm sure he will," trudy smiled at you. she hoped that after the whole paige incident, gardner would be able to find a girl who loved him for him: she hoped that would be you. trudy looked at the clock and stood up. "he'll be here in three...two...one." trudy swung open the door. you couldn't see the mailman as trudy's body was covering him. she stepped aside, allowing the mailman to step inside the house. he dropped his bag and walked further inside.

"have you seen the girl who moved in next door?" trudy asked.

"no. i dropped off her mail and that was it. nobody was home." his voice sounded soft and gentle. you could listen to him speak for hours on end.

"she's through there." you heard trudy speak. you stood up, waiting to meet the mailman - gardner. his face appeared from around the corner. he had his blue shorts and shirt on, his black socks pulled almost half the way up his calves and his baseball cap on. you had to admit: he was cute.

"hey, gardner. i've heard a lot about you." you smiled at him. he seemed calm, even though he apparently didn't do too well with meeting new people. but little did you know, his mind was racing 100 miles an hour. meeting girls wasn't his thing. he usually freaked out and had to check 30 thousand things before replying to whatever she had said, but standing in front of you, he felt no worries. he was completely comfortable around you already.

"i hope it was all good things." he spoke slightly quieter than he anticipated.

"of course. trudy was telling me about your schedule and how you like staying on track with time. and i heard a few things about paige, who i'm sorry about." you apologised. even though things were fine between him and paige, you still felt bad about what happened.

"it's okay, we're friends now. i don't see her that often anymore, only while delivering her mail."

"that's good. say, gardner-"

"i've just forgotten," trudy interrupted. "i've got to go and grab something's. we'll have to cut the visit short."

"but what about-" gardner began to speak before trudy pushed him towards the door.

"she'll have to come with you. wouldn't want to mess with your schedule." you knew exactly what trudy was doing, making a small smile appear on your face. gardner did not, unfortunately. he thought his friend was kicking him out to go shopping.

"i'm free," you followed gardner out the door. "if that's okay with you, gardner?"

"sure." he smiled toothlessly. trudy waved goodbye as you two began to walk up to her gate. gardner opened it for you, allowing you to leave first before walking through it himself and locking it. he began to walk in the opposite direction of your house and all you could do was follow him. you didn't know your way around at all, but you were glad to have gardner in your company to show you a few places.

as you walked, you and gardner talked about anything and everything. you found out a lot about him and he found out a lot about you too. even though you'd only met him an hour or so ago, both of you had instantly found comfort in one another. that's probably why you were both sat on his bench, sharing a peanut butter and jelly sandwich while staring out to the lake. you two were close for people who had only met a short while ago. your knees were touching which made you feel at home for some reason.

after gardner had finished delivering all of his mail, he began to walk you home. neither of you had stopped talking, desperately wanting to get to know each other. even though trudy had mentioned that he wasn't a man of many words, that was deemed untrue by you. you slowly saw your house coming into view and felt slightly sad that your time with gardner was almost over.

he walked you all the way to you front door, allowing you to unlock it and stand in the doorway. he stood a few feet away from you.

"i had a really nice time today, thank you, gardner." you smiled a genuine smile at the boy you'd definitely begun you have feelings for.

"you're welcome." he replied with the same smile.

"we should do this again sometime, how about tomorrow?"

"i don't deliver on sundays."

"of course you don't," you mentally screamed at yourself, all day you'd been fine and now... "how about we just hang out? i could find my way to yours or you could come here?"

"i wouldn't want you getting lost; i'll come here at 11." he spoke logically and with care in his voice.

"it's a date then." gardner suddenly dropped his head and you noticed a deep blush begin to grow up his neck and onto his cheeks. you placed your hand under his chin and lifted it up. "don't be so shy." you whispered. your head automatically began to leaned forward, and, to gardner's surprise, his did too. your lips met in the middle, a soft and short kiss being shared between you two.

"i'll see you tomorrow." you looked into his eyes and winked, moving away from him and stepping into your house, but not before getting one last look at the mailman.

boy, he was cute.

part 2 at some point?

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opulentae · 5 years

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Love || Taehyung One- Shot

Paring: Idol!Taehyung x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Words: 1.1K

A/N: This is only a very short one-shot and I originally wrote this somewhere else lol

Life is never perfect and so is your relationship. You know deep inside that no relationship is perfect even if you see it as one. Many couples fight, break up and get back together, or just... long distance. And in your case, you're both busy.

Taehyung works in an entertainment company, being one of the idols there, meaning you experience many flaws in your relationship. You guys fight, break up for a day and get back together. Also, long-distance was something that was always in between your relationship. He's always in a different country, either in the US, Japan, China, Bangkok or other countries that you didn't even want to mention anymore.

You felt lonely at the fact that Taehyung was always busy. You've been dating for almost 5 years and nothing had changed. You're still hidden though. Taehyung managed to hide you from the media until now. Which means no dates outside the house, dorm or entertainment company building.

You admit you're tired of this kind of life, but you love him too much to give up on it. His personality, his smile, his hair, the way he smells and the ways he's extremely overprotective of you.

"Hey, y/n! Come to the building! Me and the others want to show you the new dance!" A wide smile is shown on your lips as you saw Taehyungs text, wanting to see him again. It has been weeks since you last saw him since he always told you he was busy. You didn't want to bother him and you were busy with work as well, your (work) just wasn't as heavy as his. He had to practice all day and night so sleep was very limited.

You met Taehyung in elementary school, being best friends for a long time until you caught mutual feelings for each other during high school. No one ever knew you were dating since everyone thought you were just his best friend, so sometimes you would catch someone flirting with Taehyung, but you didn't mind. Taehyung was someone you trusted very well, and both of you also agreed not to tell anyone you were dating.

During your 3rd year of high school, Taehyung audition for the entertainment company and got in with 6 more of his friends. He also saw the contract stating the no dating policy, so because of that, he needed to be honest. He told his manager about you after getting your approval, the manager hesitated at first but then approved of us after a while, as long as we don't reveal our relationship too suddenly and that we take our time in telling the media.

The manager made sure you created a new social media account that was put in private and he made you delete your old one. He was okay with you adding your friends but you weren't allowed to put your account on public.

The others accepted you as Taehyung's girlfriend after hanging out with you for a few days. They were hesitant about your relationship with him but you had to make them know that you love him.

"Y/N!!!! I MISSED YOU SO MUCH!" Taehyung jumped at you after you had entered the studio. The others, smiling idiotically for an unknown reason.

"I missed you too, Taehyung! Now show me your dance..." his box smile never faded along with all the others' smiles. The others were creeping you out as they haven't spoken ever since you've entered neither have their idiotic smiles disappeared.

They immediately formed a formation, a straight line facing the wall; their backs turned against me. You had to stay pretty quiet since they wanted this to be one of their dance practice videos for youtube too.

The music started and you were getting pretty excited, although, you didn't know what the song was. It was Japanese and you couldn't understand it. Taehyung taught you a few words, but they were the basic words.

You watched their dance, closely looking at Taehyung. He kept staring at me, singing every word even though it wasn't his line.

At the end of the dance, a red rose was presented in Taehungs hands. He walked to the middle, the others walking to the side; they were singing some other song that you didn't know.

"Did you like it?" His face inches away from yours his smile changing into a smirk making your world light up like the 4th of July, making your heart flutter.

"No~ Taehyung... stop... the others are watching." You didn't want him to stop though. This is what you've been waiting for...for weeks and you missed him so much to the point where you think your heart would burst.

"That's stupid. I knew you'd say that... don't let them stop you from what you want to do y/n—." He wasn't able to finish his supposed to be, heart fluttering sentence because you moved forward, went on your tiptoes and places a small peck on his lips.

"I don't think that'd be enough princess." A blush crept to your cheeks thinking about all the times both of you ended up making out but never went through.

You just stood there, and he stooped down himself, pressing his lips against yours. Your eyes closed to the feeling of being loved by the one you love. You felt calm despite the others screaming in the background instead of continuing the song they were singing.

"Let us go out for dinner..." He was staring deep in your eyes while his forehead was against yours. "YAH! Don't leave us hyung~!" Jungkook looked at us partly with a disgusted look. We looked back at him pretty annoyed that he ruined the moment."Media will see you..."

"I don't care what they say, I don't care what others say. I just want to be happy with y/n... the love of my life. The one who helped me keep going despite difficult situations. Y/n, I don't care what the say, you shouldn't care what they say. We'll sort things out together, but for now... let us forget everything and just be happy."

He hasn't failed to make your smile disappear and your heart kept beating fast at the way he looked at you.

The truth is, everything that happened today only made you realize that even though your relationship is not perfect, keeping strong is what is more important.

"You know that I love you, right... y/n?"

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youarejesting · 4 years

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Witching: 03

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Summary: After your brother goes missing, you find yourself in Seoul with nothing but a prosthetic limb as the only clue to what might have happened. Circumstances lead you to a coven of seven handsome young men. But they happen to be a well-known coven that goes by the name ‘Bangtan Boys’. Can they be trusted? Where is your brother?

Pairing: BTS x Reader, OT7 x Reader

Genre: Supernatural, Mystery, Drama, Romance, Comedy, Action, and more. HONESTLY ALL THE GOOD STUFF.

Words: 1.1k

"Oh hello," you blushed, closing the book awkwardly and trying to place it back onto the shelf, whilst maintaining polite eye contact and tripping over the end table and catching the small lamp. He looked you over and hummed. Introducing himself as the leader Kim Namjoon. But he also went by the name Ruin Master. “Ruin Master?”

“Yeah, I always wished I registered under my name. RM is what people tend to use now anyway.” He laughed rubbing the back of his neck. His nervous hand seemed to be emitting a small amount of magic causing his hair to spike up like static. Lowering his hand he gave a shy smile, opening his mouth to speak.

"Hyung, I got a new spell, I was wondering if you could. Oh! Who is your friend…?" Another new face appeared, this one a lot more boyish, with long brown curls framing his face he was very quiet, dressed in baggy clothes his hands held out a small stack of paper. His voice had died down when he saw you and he walked around the couch instead of passing you by, he wouldn’t look you in the eyes.

"She is Tae and Hope’s guest, she is looking for her brother" the same drawl from last night spoke from behind you. Instead of the translucent man who guided you to this home in the dead of night, this was the real deal, he was pale and thin. His hair wasn’t as green as you believed, but more of a blueish mint. He pressed a large stack of papers into the hands of Namjoon.

"You lost your brother? What does he look like?" Namjoon spoke the blonde was speaking a funny language to a very cute Pomeranian in his arms, he was grinning and you noticed the room had filled with seven male witches. You pulled out your phone to show him a photo of your brother. "I see we will keep an eye out for him, feel free to stay as long as you wish"

"I got to go open the shop," Jin said making breakfast he was dressed in a white button-up and black trousers. Jin served everyone a plate and ate quite quickly, throwing his leftover bacon to Butters in the center of the table which started eating in a way plants do not. “Would you like to go to work with us?" Jin smiled running his hand under your chin and tilting it back so you could make eye contact with him.

"Uh, sure I will quickly get dressed" You went to the bathroom and scolded yourself for falling for his charms. But you had nothing else to do, so you changed slowly, it was wearing a simple black dress with a white collar. You looked was cute and stylish. And judging by the other boys dressed pretty professional, you didn’t want to wear anything too outrageous.

You arrived at the shop it was a modern smoothie bar the floor was a bright clean white. It looked really industrial with exposed pipes across the darker walls and ceiling and hanging lights. The tables were stainless steel as were the chairs. There were a few metal vases that Jimin went around filling with beautiful flowers. Noticing you watching he blushed, assuring you they were the regular kind before taking your hand and kissing your knuckles like he had yesterday.

The boy with the mint hair was sat on top of the counter looking tired, "Yoongi, you can't sleep, we are about to open the store" You smiled they all seemed to be very comfortable around each other. Reading the menu, which was written neatly on blackboards pinned up behind the counter. The smoothies had some weird names but you could tell what they were supposed to.

The happy smoothie had fruit ingredients but also had dandelion, Oregano, Cinnamon, Thyme, and Pine. They were making actual potion smoothies. The youngest was writing the specials on the chalkboard beside the counter and he was drawing a Sigil but he got stuck. "Was that meant to be a downstroke or do you really desire the strength of a water pig, you want to draw it like this"

He looked up and blushed, looking back down he waved his hand and the sigil disappeared. Kneeling beside him you tucked your dress to your legs so it wouldn’t get stuck under your shoes. Taking the chalk you drew the sigil with ease "How did you do that so fast, are you a witch too?" The whole room went quiet, everyone was listening to your conversation

"No I can't do magic, I mean I can do the basic stuff in the grade school books. But if I could do anything more than that, I wouldn't be sleeping on your couch" You said hoping they wouldn’t press you on things. You can do magic and quite well, you have practiced every spell in your specialty books at least a million times alone in your room. But you have never actually used them properly, afraid of what you could do.

"Ya! Jin-ah" Jimin shouted passing Taehyung who was bringing the delivery boxes of fruit into the kitchen. You watched as a very angry Jimin was stomping across the floor. "You cut these from Mindy, didn't you? You’re the reason I had to console her all afternoon yesterday, you know you need to ask before you start chopping my plants"

"Aish I didn't have time to wait for you to come back home, I needed to get things ready for today" You laughed and finished up writing the rest of the Sigils on the specials board and handed the chalk back over to the young boy. The shop was soon open and the boys began serving, they seemed to be overwhelmed with people coming in for their morning pick me up’s.

You grinned walking behind the counter, standing at the point of sales touch screen, "who was next?" you smiled and a man in a business suit holding a newspaper under his arm a suitcase and a phone to his ear stepped forward seeming very tired. He politely put his phone down, ordering an Energizing Serum, in a travel cup, with no mango "of course small medium or large" I smiled

"A large please" he gave a bright grin handing you the money, putting the order threw, you exchanged the money with him making sure to give him the change and you took a travel cup and asked for his name “Minho”

You wrote on the cup his name and a quick good luck sigil, passing it down to Suga and Jhope who were making drinks. Continuing to serve, they began calling out names and you made sure to have everyone served and you poured smoothies and put on lids on the travel cups to make the jobs easier for the boys. "Have a lovely day" you smiled

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iwritetoavoidmyproblems · 5 years

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Deep End

Pairing: Tony Stark x Reader

Warnings: angst, mentions of death, gunfire

Word Count: 1.1k

Request: N/A

A/N: this is really heavy and angsty and also probably a little rough bc i haven’t written in a while oOF…PLEASEPLEASEPLEASE LEAVE FEEDBACK!!! PART TWO????

Tony never enjoyed the team bonding sessions. He always let someone else choose when it was his turn and he never seemed to laugh quite as much as everyone else. He never came out with the rest of them when they went out for drinks, and he never seemed to be really there at any of the parties he threw.

And when they confronted them about it, he shrugged it off, laughed a little, and said, “Well guys, guess I don’t really have a favorite hobby,” and went right back to his tinkering.

The rest of the team all thought it was…peculiar, to say the least. How did the genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist not have a hobby? A favorite thing to do? So that’s when they decided to set out on a sort of…quest, or investigation rather, to find what made Tony happiest, in the most relaxing, fun filled way possible.

Two weeks in to their investigation, and they had hit a dead end. Each one of them spent every single minute of their free time trying to find something Tony would enjoy. They stopped just short of Wanda entering Tony’s mind, but that was only because Nat and Rhodey were sure that would cause more harm than good. Steve had even tried to talk to him about it, but if there even was anything, Tony’s lips were sealed.

It was only a couple of days later when Nat came full on, no holds barred, sprinting into the room where they had set up their investigation. She was holding a file in her hand with a big red band wrapped around it, her fiery hair was whipping around her face as she looked behind her. Steve’s face blanched to the color of the whiteboard set up behind them. Nat got herself into the worst situations, and although she could always get herself out of them, it wasn’t always in the least problematic way.

“What—“ Steve started, pushing himself up from his chair and throwing his arms out to his sides. Everyone in the room could feel his exasperation. But Nat cut him off before he could finish.

“Listen up before you give me a lecture Steve. Tony doesn’t have a favorite thing or a favorite hobby because everything he loved, he loved doing with her.” She threw open the file and tossed it onto the table the avengers had all gathered around. They all stared down at the picture of the woman there. The beautiful Y/H/C haired, Y/E/C eyed, woman there. And then their eyes landed on the M.I.A stamped across the picture.

“Y/N Y/L/N.” Nat started again. “She was Tony’s one. She was it for him. And then she went missing. S.H.I.E.L.D doesn’t know what happened. They don’t know how she went missing.”

At this point, Vision spoke up in the back. “I can comprehend how much he loved her, but I cannot understand what you want us to do about it.”

Steve cut Nat off before she could even start. “Tony is always, always there for us. He would sacrifice himself in a second for any single one of us. And here he is, miserable, because he can’t be with the one he loves, because he doesn’t know if she’s alive or dead, because he has no closure. He’s in love with her, so I’m sure S.H.I.E.L.D made sure to tell him to not look for her. They probably told him she was dead so he wouldn’t go looking. So we are going to find her. And it isn’t gonna matter how long it takes. Because we are going to do everything we can to bring Y/N back to him. Because he would do the same for us.”

And with that, they started the second half of their quest, one that proved to take a lot more time, energy, and resources than the previous one.

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Tony had noticed the other members of the team weren’t around as much. But her birthday was coming up. And their anniversary. He couldn’t say that he wasn’t happy to be alone right about now. In his hand, he was holding the ring he hadn’t gotten a chance to give to you yet, to ask you to stay with him forever, to never leave, for the two of you to become one. Tony laughed wetly to himself as he thought back on his pre-you days. He had never even thought about marriage before you. Nobody mattered enough to him before you.

And so when it hit midnight, when it was finally your birthday, he whispered “Happy Birthday” to the last picture of you two together. He felt a warm tear run down his cheek and his chest got tight at the thought of you, warm and safe, pressed against his chest. Of your last night together. He whispered “I love you,” and cried himself to sleep.

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They had finally tracked her down. Near the southernmost end of Russia, they had managed to track her down. After four months of looking, of keeping it hidden from Tony and S.H.I.E.L.D., one of Nat’s contacts had given her something to work with. A tip. A hunch. But it was something.

The team geared up and left in the middle of the night, when they were sure Tony was sleeping, or at least in his bed for the rest of the night. He had been hidden away in his bedroom a lot recently. According to the file, Y/N’s birthday has just passed, so the team members couldn’t say they were surprised. But they figured it would be better not to get his hopes up if it ended up being nothing. He had already resigned himself to the fact that you were gone forever.

They were about ready to land, all geared up and ready to fight through as many people as they needed to make their teammate happy again. To reunite him with the one he loved. That’s when the grating, high pitched sound of metal on metal started ringing in their ears. Bullets. They were being shot at. And for now, they were ricocheting off.

The air in the quinjet was brimming with pre-mission tension, more anxious about what they would find than the fighting itself.

Nat stretched her legs out in front of her, gearing up and making sure she had all her weapons, she exhaled, sighing before chucklinh lowly to herself. She stood up suddenly, looking to the rest of the team.

“I guess we’re in the right place.” A smirk graced her fingers as they descended right into the gunfire below them.

Ok so what do y’all think? Part 2? Part 3 even? Do you like it?? Please give me feedback guys!❤️❤️❤️

#tony stark #tony x reader #tony stark angst #tony stark x reader #tony stark x reader angst #tony x reader angst

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flyswhumpcenter · 5 years

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Bad Things Happen Bingo! The event where you send me I give myself self-indulgent requests according to this marvelous card!

47-Survivor AU DR stuff in 2019?? More likely than I’ve ever thought. For those who never heard from it before, it’s an AU of mine (originally co-created with someone, though) where everyone but Junko survived out of the DR casts for DR1, 2 and V3, whom after escape Hope’s Peak began working for the Future Foundation as the 14th Branch (directed by Hajime). This fic takes place during their FF days and is, like my first prompt fill for this bingo Corrupted Flower, Maki-centric. (I dunno why, I really wanted to write about Maki. I still want to lmao).

Also, phew, can you believe we’re more than halfway done through this card? It’s weird to mostly have filled spots lmao.

Crimson Eyes

Summary: Trapped in an ambush by Despair supporters, what is a former hirewoman going to do to protect her life and the integrity of her companion?

Fandom: Danganronpa (Almost Everyone Lives AU - V3 cast-centric) Characters: Maki, Shuichi (background), Kaede (background)

Wordcount: 1.1K words

Event hosted by @badthingshappenbingo

AO3 version available here.

“Squad Alpha, HQ here! Do you copy?!”

Maki could have recognized this voice among a thousand others: Kaede, panicked and screaming into her microphone. Usually, she’d have minded: she hated irritated, agitated voices when she was supposed to be investigating on the field. There was nothing more aggravating than trying to be stealthy and have someone scream at you with no concern for how discredited they made you to sneak on people.

As it stood, she was closer to being reassured than pissed about Kaede contacting them with that high-pitched, urgency-filled, yelling voice of hers.

“Squad Alpha here,” she said into her ear microphone, hidden behind her hair and her helmet over it.

“Ah, Maki, I’m relieved to hear you! (Kaede lacked professionalism, when she was concerned). How many are you, down here? Who’s with you?”

“We’re two. We split with Mukuro before that happened. Shuichi’s with me.”

Maki glanced over her shoulder, making sure the bear-masked psychos didn’t start attacking them while she was seemingly looking away. Sure enough, Shuichi was still there, hands trembling from fear but trying to maintain his composure in the face of danger.

“Yeah, Mukuro contacted us back, she told us about the situation. Be careful, we’re sending backup asap!”

Yeah, that was good and all, but they were still trapped among the crazies. Shuichi had no training, as he had tagged along for an investigation in what they thought was a Despair-controlled research facility having long been abandoned. They had been wrong or, more exactly, she had seen it coming: Despairs weren’t the kind to simply flee away from any place they had partially destroyed and inhabited, relishing in the desperation to have destroyed one’s last home and staying there with a bunch of other junkies of the sort.

There was only disgust and contempt in her to seeing it all, the glass shards on the floor, the dried puddles of blood, the browned splashes on the walls, the Monokuma masks torn apart and hung from the ceiling, the beheaded Monokub plushies and those who had had their heads swapped out. It was like looking right into the eyes of a mass-disaster that had claimed the lives of thousands; which was the case, because they were right inside a physical representation of humanity’s worst.

To that, Maki only wanted to spit her hatred and want to destroy them all back, but she had to keep quiet and stay sharp.

She lifter her eyes to make them understand she knew they were all gathered around here, in the shadows, as she forced Shuichi to hold onto her arm. It wasn’t a sign of affection, at least not more than platonically for them: it was just her way to tell he was there, by her side, unharmed and alive. Only living people with uninjured limbs could do that, that was a thing she had been taught about in case she ever had to escort threatened figures to some places while avoiding as much as possible to see everything go up in flames and finish in a flow of blood.

There was nothing weird to make sure a friend was alive, after all.

While most of them had generic masks, one of them had this golden Monokuma head in lieu of their face, a sure sign she was directly facing their leader. It was a battle of stares, to see whom would attack the other first and who’d survive the fight. Maki and Shuichi were a measly force compared to the dozen of Enoshima followers circled around them from the broken parts remaining of other floors above. In any other situation, she’d have sneaked her way out of it and found another way out of the delicate situation to get her bounty from shitty people.

However, she had to do with what she had. She had military-level training in killing and spying, but Shuichi didn’t, having mostly detective experience and very little physical skills in. She couldn’t just give up on him despite the desperate situation, now when she was still convincing herself she was deserving redemption like Kaito was always insisting on (what an idiot…). A new plan, quick, quick…

Perhaps because of all the rotten surprises she had had in her previous years of life, Maki always had some urgency weapons on her. As she watched the followers glare at them with appetized, swirly eyes filled with a will to kill and pulverize anything going their way, yet strangely relishing in the idea that they could be busted and die on the spot from a well-targeted pull of a trigger, she put her fingers on some leftover kunai from an old, old mission. Truth be told, she had never given them back and the blood of the guilty must have still been on some of them, drier than the puddles serving as this wretched place’s décor.

Keen-eyed, trained to murder on sight and on orders, Maki gave herself her own orders now. Kaede had stopped talking, Shuichi’s breath kept hitching behind her shoulder. She was going to go to end up in Hell anyway, so better keep herself and an innocent soul out of a bloodbath and throw her weapons to escape the predicament they had gotten themselves trapped inside of. Calculating a way for six of them to eat the entire pack wasn’t difficult, more like a task she had already had to complete in more stressful conditions.

Reflexes were engrained inside her brain. First, check for their weapons: metal bats. Lethal if used violently against the skull to cast death by blunt force trauma. Second, check for their stances: all crouched and looking upon them. Unpractical to move and run away fast, exposes the back of the neck for some of them and throat for all the pack. Third, check for expressions: the masks hid everything away apart from their thirst to kill, visible in their uncovered eyes.

In all, it was a safe situation to be throwing kunai around, as long as she steadied her aim and knew exactly what to do. All that was left, once she had planned her course of action, was to make sure she wouldn’t hurt Shuichi in the process. Murder the rotten, spare the good: her humanity had survived by repeating herself that motto. She maybe believed sometimes you could save the Despairs, bring them back to normalcy, but there was no way around the issue without killing someone and getting killed if you didn’t act first. A shame, really.

“Shuichi, crouch down.”

“H-huh?”

“I said, crouch down!”

She threw the first kunai.

#bad things happen bingo #danganronpa #maki harukawa #shuichi saihara #kaede akamatsu #ambush #ndrv3 #it's neither whump nor a sickfic #shocking i know #also yes i am still a dr fanfic writer apparently lmao #bthb 1 #au: 47 survivors

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kokobop-fire · 6 years

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Birth {Kim Minseok}

Disclaimer: I don’t own any of the gifs that I use, also English is not my first language so sorry for any grammar mistakes.

Word Count: 1.1k

Gender: Fluff

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The day after your baby shower, you woke up feeling some severe pain in your lower back, and you were sure it was happening.

"Minseok" You move him a bit, getting only nonsense murmurs "Minseok, damn, it's already happening" you hit him again with your pillow; you got up slowly to change your pajamas. You were not even going to try to take a bath, not now that at any moment, a watermelon would come out of you.

"What's going on?" Minseok asked, more asleep than awake.

You sighed deeply before turning to see him. "Find the suitcase that your mother prepared" You felt another contraction … oh god, you were not mentally prepared for the birth.

"There are still two weeks left for your Due date," he said, surprised as he continued to change.

"I know, but new mothers always advance their date."

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"What you have is what is known as Braxton hicks," smiled the nurse who received us in the ER; you gave him a distressed look. "It was a false alarm; it is only your body preparing for delivery."

"Thank you very much for the information" Minseok smiled as we left. "A good test before the big day only took us 10 minutes to get here."

"For the big day, we have to arrive in 5 minutes," you whispered, caressing your belly. "Let's go for ice cream; I think we want Cheesecake ice cream."

Minseok smiled at you before hugging you.

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"Noona, Are you okay?" Sehun Ask you when he saw you at the kitchen door, looking strangely at nothing.

You were reunited in the Dorm of the boys in a marathon of movies; from your false alarm of 3 days ago, SM decided to give a vacation of 3 months to the boys so that Minseok was with you and did not miss the birth of your baby.

And the boys were taking advantage of it to the fullest.

You felt strange; Sehun grabbed the bowl you had in your hands before getting out of your trance, you tried to walk, but the feeling that something was coming off you made you stop.

"Noona, what's going on?" Sehun asked again, more concerned. Before you could answer, you felt a liquid run your legs; Sehun let out a small scream when he sees the puddle forming on the floor, attracting the attention of others.

"Oh god, she peed on herself," Jongdae exclaims, surprised.

"Don't be stupid; her water broke," Kyungsoo replied.

This time Minseok tried to break the record of 10 minutes, but it was impossible because the Dorm was further away from your hospital,

"My girlfriend is giving birth" It was the first thing Minseok said when we walked through the emergency door of the hospital. A group of nurses approached with a wheelchair. "We are a VIP customers."

The nurses nodded quickly before taking me to change as they prepared the room.

An hour later, you found yourself reclining almost calmly in the bed of your room; slowly, you felt as the contractions increased.

"Breathe quietly, do the exercises we practice" Minseok began to do the exercises but stopped to see your looks of hatred. "Your doctor is here; everything will be fine" He kissed you on the forehead.

The doctor quickly entered to make a basic check, indicating that you only had a centimeter of dilatation; she told you that would be a long night.

"Junmyeon is in the apartment looking for the baby's suitcase," Minseok commented, looking at his phone. "Your parents have already taken the train; they will be here in four hours" You nodded quickly before closing your eyes, trying to relax; the pain you felt was slight for now, bought with the intense pangs of colic's that you suffer.

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You let go a whimper when you felt the pain go back all over your lower back; each time you felt closer, your whole body was covered in sweat, you thought that you could not live with yourself, Minseok was by your side with your hand between his trying to relax you.

"Now they are two minutes apart, and you have 8 centimeters, we can list you for delivery" the doctor turned to see Minseok. "When you come back through that door, you will be officially the Father of a beautiful baby girl."

Minseok nodded before leaning down to kiss you; he just went out the door. Taeyeon entered, ready to assist you in your labor.

An hour later, all the pain, crying, screaming, and blood evaporated when you heard your baby's crying. Your eyes watered when you saw her little body being cleaned by the nurses.

"You were right (Y / N); she has the eyes of Minseok," Taeyeon said, excited while watching your baby closely.

"We still have not finished; you have to push the placenta." Your doctor gave you a little pat on the inside of your thighs.

You closed your eyes, thinking how horrible it was to push. "I don't think I can" Taeyeon held your hand while giving you an encouraging look.

"You already bid a baby outside of you; the placenta will be a piece of cake."

It was not easy.

Bidding the placenta was the most painful thing after pushing the baby, for the fact that when you make the baby, there is something big, but when trying to push the placenta, your body couldn't find, so you had 10 minutes trying to make it.

"Excellent job" It was the last thing you heard before fainting.

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Slowly you began to open your eyes; everything was blurred, you blinked trying to see clearly, you moved your head, finding Minseok's image with your little girl in his arms. You stayed watching him for a moment and listening as Minseok hummed a song softly.

He smiled at you when he saw you woke up. "Thank you; you do not know how happy I was to see the nurses take out a little pink bump on the way to the nursery." He approached slowly before putting your baby in your arms. "She had been sleeping all this time, the nurses tried to bottle her, but she fell asleep as soon as they put the bottle in her mouth. "You felt how your eyes filled with tears when you saw how your little girl smiled in her dreams" The waiting room is full; you want me to tell them that you woke up?

You quickly denied, "No, I want to be alone with you and the baby" Your voice came out hoarser than you expected. Minseok leaned to catch your lips between his, slowly passed his tongue down your lower lip, asking permission to enter your mouth; you moaned in his mouth when you felt a bite in your lower lip.

"Thank you," He murmured against your forehead before kissing it. "I swear I'll never leave you alone."

Minseok was the one to chose the name of your little one: 김 민 지 (Kim Min Jee)

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thenervousest · 7 years

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Liana and Alexa from Barbie and the Diamond Castle are in love and here’s the proof

So, a bit of background first. I used to be obsessed with the Barbie movies when I was younger, just like everybody else my age. From time to time, I catch myself re watching a few of them, such as the Magic of Pegasus and Mermaidia, which were my favorites. However, last night I decided to go for a different one, and I’m glad I did. I only watched Barbie and the Diamond Castle once when I was a kid. My scarce recollection of it was about two girls who sold flowers and ate bread from their cabinets and eventually found a castle in a lake. But, upon re watching it, I now understand that it is so much more.

I started taking notes originally just as a joke, but I’m actually 100% serious at this point. Also, it’s probably easiest to understand this if you are at least somewhat familiar with the movie, or you could watch it alongside my notes as I will be going in chronological order. But you do you.

My interpretation of Liana and Alexa’s relationship as more than just friends is under the read more because this is going to get really long. My notes were 1.1k words, but this is about 3k words. Also, expect too many commas, italics, and low quality pictures.

Okay. So, the story begins with normal Barbie and her friend, Teresa, singing a song about their friendship. Right off the bat, I noticed the lyrics.

Somehow when you’re around

The sky is always blue

The way we talk

The things you say

The way you make it all okay

And how you know

All of my jokes

But you laugh anyway

If I could wish for one thing

I’d take the smile that you bring

Wherever you go in this world

I’ll come along

Super cute. The lyrics, given no context, can easily be interpreted in a romantic way.

After finishing singing, Barbie begins to tell her sister a story about friendship, and here we are introduced to our two main characters: Liana and Alexa.

They live together in a cottage in the countryside and plant flowers. Honestly, that should be enough proof in itself. But, the remaining hour and fifteen minutes provide enough supplemental evidence that these girls are in love.

After Liana (the blonde) and Alexa (the brunette) finish singing the same song as Barbie and Teresa, Alexa describes the song as “magical.” Liana goes on to tease her about believing in magic and wishes, and Alexa chases her with a dish cloth. It’s only a few minutes in and they’re already flirting and just being cute in general.

Later, Liana finds two heart shaped stones in the river that runs near their cottage. Her immediate reaction is to call Alexa over and give her one of the hearts. Of course, Liana has to make sure her girlfriend doesn’t slip on the rocks though, first. She offers a hand as Alexa leaps about one foot over. Just an excuse to hold hands, I’m guessing.

Liana seizes another opportunity to hold hands with Alexa as they close their eyes and recite, “Best friends today, best friends tomorrow, and always,” and then share a laugh.

A magic spell is cast while their eyes are closed, and the hearts symbolize the physical manifestation of their love for one another. Alexa has the idea to turn the stones into necklaces, but before she can do anything, a storm suddenly rolls in and they head inside.

Liana surprises Alexa with the heart necklaces that she had wished for, and puts on hers, calling them “the perfect match.” Although, I don’t think she was just referencing the necklaces; Liana and Alexa are a perfect match as well.

The storm ends up destroying their garden, so the couple is left with very little income. They have two options on what to eat: bread and jam, or jam and bread. (Ironically, this is one of the few scenes I remember watching when I was younger.)

Alexa wishes that they could have more - more food, more clothes, more house. But when talking about her future plans, she doesn’t hesitate to include Liana in them. Each sentence includes an “us,” “our,” or “we.” Alexa is in love, and she doesn’t plan on spending her future without the love of her life.

Alexa and Liana acquire a mirror from an old woman, and then proceed to work to fix up the garden. As they work, they sing, and once again, I present you with some of the lyrics:

But I know that I’m never alone

I think of you

And how you never let me go

I feel connected

Protected

It’s like you’re sitting right

With me all the time

You hear me

You’re near me

And everything else is gonna be alright

‘Cause nothing can break this

Nothing can break this tie

They’re in love. Just saying.

The song about how in love Liana and Alexa are literally conjures a girl in the mirror. She sings along with them, and they quickly become friends. But, before they can bond too far, a dragon swoops down from the sky and tries to steal the mirror with the girl trapped inside. He burns their lovely cottage down, so the girls are left with no home.

Apparently, the girl in the mirror was an apprentice to three muses in a place called the Diamond Castle, where the stone hearts are from. However, one of the muses went rogue, so the Diamond Castle was hidden, and the key was given to the girl, an apprentice, to protect it. The dragon works for the evil muse who wants to regain access to the Diamond Castle.

While the girl in the mirror is explaining this, Liana looks at Alexa with so much love in her eyes it hurts my heart.

Since Liana and Alexa no longer have a house, they decide to journey to help the girl in the mirror find the Diamond Castle. While in the Valley of Flowers, Alexa hears rustling in some bushes and screams, believing it to be a snake.

However, it turns out it’s just some dogs, which Liana teases her for.

Alexa responds, “Okay, okay, I was only trying to protect you,” in the softest voice ever.

Okay, okay, that was really cute. During this scene, they also take in the dogs and name them Sparkles and Lily.

Liana and Alexa arrive in a town where, to get food, they sing at a restaurant. The lyrics aren’t super romantic here (since they have a crowd,) but there was one line I rather liked.

We’ll stick together

Staying strong

While they’re on this journey together, they will always have each other.

Later, Liana and Alexa are eating on a break, and they are approached by a pair of British boys who attempt to serenade them with a song about how handsome they are. Liana is unimpressed.

She’s too in love with her girlfriend to even consider the possibility of dating one of them. She’s confident Alexa feels the same way, as they share a look.

After they leave the tavern, the girl in the mirror observes, “They were really cute.”

Liana replies, “You have to be kidding,” and laughs. She could not care less, and she makes eye contact with Alexa again.

It’s what I like to call the knowing-lesbian look.

Unfortunately, while they are in the forest, the dragon reappears with the muse. She tries to hypnotize the girls into giving her the mirror with the girl inside, but is unsuccessful because of the stone hearts they wear. The necklaces, symbols of their love for one another, make them immune to dark magic since they came from the Diamond Castle.

Liana and Alexa manage to escape and are picked up by the two British boys from earlier. British boy #1 does flirt with Alexa but is greeted by an eye roll from her unimpressed dog. The best way to get rejected, if you ask me.

Also, the British boys keep trying to be funny, but they’re not - at all - and it’s really annoying. Liana even comments, “They think they’re charming.” (She knows her girlfriend is funnier and more charming than they could ever be.)

At this point in my viewing, I was a bit concerned that the British boys would become love interests for the girls, but I was pleasantly surprised. They weren’t too involved in the storyline, and I wasn’t greeted with a random wedding at the end a la Barbie as the Princess and the Pauper style. Some flirting occurred, but overall the British boys were insignificant.

Essentially, this picture is a summary of the relationship between Liana, Alexa, and the British boys:

The British boys fall into a hole. The troll who refused them access to a bridge is responsible, but I like to think they’re just that dumb.

In order to cross the bridge, the girls have to answer a riddle. They must name an instrument that you can hear, but not see or touch. Liana figures out the answer relatively quickly: your voice.

The troll is shocked that she got the answer right, and I was shocked at what happened next.

A rainbow bridge appeared.

Yeah. Even better was what happened after. Moments after Liana and Alexa step on the rainbow bridge, the bridge begins to recede quickly so that the British boys cannot gain access to it.

The gay girls who are in love literally walk away on a rainbow bridge from the straight guys pursuing them. Barbie did that.

While it definitely wasn’t intentional, I did find it hilarious.

Once over the rainbow bridge, Liana and Alexa continue their hike. Alexa grows extremely tired and stops to take a break. Liana immediately halts and turns around to comfort her girlfriend. “Are you okay?” she asks.

They care about each other so much. Goals.

After their break, the couple spots a house in the distance. Upon arriving, the man and woman who live there offer up their mansion to Liana and Alexa, claiming that it was destiny that they ended up at that house and it now belonged to them. (I don’t blame them - if a cute lesbian couple turned up at my doorstep, I’d offer them my house.)

As the man recites a tale about how it had been foretold that “two friends, best friends will come to live in the hall,” Liana and Alexa glance at each other when he mentions that they were destined to show up, together.

Because their love is destiny. There isn’t a universe out there where they aren’t hopelessly in love with each other.

(Side note: I also totally just realized they’re wearing the colors of the bisexual pride flag. Amazing. Lesbian, bisexual, however they identify, they’re in love.)

Now, this is where things get rocky. Alexa wants Liana to stay with her in the mansion so that they can finally have all of the food and clothes she wanted them to have in the future. The couple can spend the rest of their lives in the mansion and be safe and happy.

But, Liana wants to help the girl in the mirror find the Diamond Castle and defeat the evil muse. C’mon, Liana. Who cares about the plot, just go be happy and gay with your girlfriend.

“Stay with me,” Alexa begs.

Eventually, Alexa erupts in anger: “You’re choosing Melody over me!” she accuses.

Guys, it wasn’t the British boys we had to worry about. It was the girl in the mirror all along. Magic: causing lesbian fights since 2006.

Liana storms out angrily with Sparkles the dog. Alexa rips off the necklace Liana gave her and throws it on the ground with a sad look on her face. Depressing music is playing. This is the worst day of my life. Why aren’t they allowed to be happy?

Alexa hears a knock on the door, and her head hopefully perks up and she gasps, “Liana?” She already wants to put this fight behind them and spend the rest of their lives together, whether it be in the mansion or searching for this castle.

Turns out it was the evil dragon knocking at the door, instead. He kidnaps Alexa and brings her to the muse’s evil lair. Apparently, the mansion was a trap, and Alexa fell for it. At least Liana’s safe.

Until the muse brainwashes Alexa because she took off the love necklace that protected her.

Same, Alexa.

“Where is your friend? Or should I say…ex-friend?” the evil muse taunts. Too soon, muse, too soon. Unfortunately, Alexa reveals Liana’s location unwillingly because she doesn’t have the power of love to protect her.

The movie then cuts to Liana ranting about how much she loves Alexa: “Miss her? Why would I miss her? We’ve only been friends for as long as I can remember. She’s been with me through the best and worst times of my life. She knows me better than anyone else in the entire universe. I - I feel like a part of me is gone.”

Now that’s what I call love. Also, Liana’s too busy expressing her feelings for Alexa that she doesn’t even notice the dragon swooping down and kidnapping her. Iconic.

Now, it gets kind of traumatizing.

The evil muse commands Alexa to walk off a cliff into a pool of acid. All Liana can do is watch in anguish and scream Alexa’s name as she walks closer and closer to the edge.

Liana is desperate to stop Alexa from falling off the edge. She can’t imagine life without her.

Thankfully, the girl in the mirror convinces the evil muse to stop and promises to tell her where the Diamond Castle is. They leave, but before flying off, the dragon knocks Liana and Alexa off the cliff into the acid.

When I started watching a Barbie movie, I really didn’t think I’d be encountering the Bury Your Gays trope. For a good 30 seconds, we’re led to believe that they’re dead.

Luckily, the camera then pans down and we see Liana clinging onto the cliff for dear life, holding her girlfriend’s entire dead weight with just one arm.

Damn. Liana’s strong. She somehow manages to pull both of them back up onto the cliff as well.

“I’m sorry, Alexa. Why did I ever leave? I’m so sorry,” Liana mourns. I’m not entirely sure why Alexa is suddenly unconscious, but, y’know. Plot. Liana had to cradle her in her arms, so I’m not complaining.

Lily the dog comes to the rescue carrying the necklace Alexa dropped on the ground. Dogs: saving lesbian relationships since 2006.

Liana puts the necklace around Alexa’s neck, and once again recites, “Best friends today, best friends tomorrow, and always.”

Liana’s love for Alexa literally just saved her life. Love is real, guys. Liana helps her girlfriend stand up, and then they search for a way out.

“How?” Alexa asks.

Liana replies, “We’re going to climb up.” Gay pause. Eye contact. “Together.”

As they walk out of the cave, Alexa places her hand on Liana’s shoulder and apologizes for their fight. The two share a hug since they couldn’t bear to be separated from one another for too long.

The British boys return and Liana and Alexa find the evil muse and defeat her. (I oversimplified this because it’s just not relevant to their relationship. Whoops.)

Well, it’s not relevant until they need to unlock the Diamond Castle. Before them lies an empty lake, with no castle in sight. Liana and Alexa realize that they can only see it with the key: a song. And, oh boy, these lyrics.

Every breeze that whispers

Reminds us constantly

Sometime’s what’s real

Is something you can’t see

Believe in all that can be

After singing, the Diamond Castle rises out of the water and towers over them.

Specifically, the lyrics sometime’s what’s real is something you can’t see really struck home with me. The Diamond Castle is a metaphor for Liana and Alexa’s relationship. Their love is what’s real, but it isn’t something that you can obviously see since it isn’t outright stated (given it’s a Barbie movie in 2006.)

Inside the castle, the girl from the mirror is safe and Liana and Alexa are crowned princesses of music by the muses. Mirror girl asks them to stay in the castle with her.

But, Alexa refuses, “Live in this beautiful castle? Once, I would have said yes in the blink of an eye, but now, I just want my old home back. It was more than enough.”

She has realized that it isn’t the material things that matter, it’s the love she shares with Liana that she doesn’t want to live without. Alexa wants to return to their simple but happy life in the countryside with their garden and two dogs.

The muses grant Alexa’s wish by handing her seeds to plant and regrow their flowers at home. To celebrate their success, the girls reprise the song from the beginning of their story with a change in lyrics.

It’s not an accident

The time we spent apart

But now we’re so close

I can always find you

Right here in my heart

You’ve given me

Something I need

And I don’t ever want it to end

Because of you

I know I’ve found my strength again

They’re in love. Do I even need to explain more at this point?

The girls wave goodbye to the British boys and muses to spend the rest of their lives accompanied by their dogs and at peace in the countryside. Liana and Alexa rebuild their cottage and plant the seeds for their future together. Literally.

The movie ends as we return to Barbie and Teresa in present day. Stacie, the younger sister, comments, “I would have hated it if Alexa and Liana didn’t make up.” Same, Stacie, same.

Barbie and Teresa then sing the final lyrics of the movie:

Two voices

One song

Because this was a movie about two girls, one love story.

#they're lesbians harold #barbie and the diamond castle #barbie #gay #lesbian #liana x alexa #it took me 6 hours and two watchings of the movie to finish this please validate me #mine*

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Doesn’t Need to Know

Pairing: SeungcheolxReader

Genre: Mafia!AU, lil angst, and lots of fluff

Word Count: 1.1k (I know i got carried away... oops)

Warnings: Mentions of violence.

Requested by @viparmytrash22 (for 500 follower drabble game)

“Great. Fantastic. I’m so amazingly happy.” “Tell me what they did to you.” “Stay here tonight.”

You knew he would be pissed. Probably to all hell and back. There wasn’t much you could do though. You went out to get Seungcheol something to eat because you knew that work was going to stop him from eating. What you didn’t expect was that a rival came for you, and whoever they were, jumped you in the parking lot in front of a lot of people. They just didn’t notice.to You have quite a few bruises, and at least three gashes across your body. On on your arm, another on your collarbone area, and another on your back. You weren’t very concerned for yourself, but more scared that it was going to affect Seungcheol. You were scared he wouldn’t leave you alone for a long time. You still wanted to freely walk the base, or go out when you please. You know you can handle a situation like this on your own, and the only reason this person got the jump on you was because you were tired and had a stomach ache.

You were being led around the base by Jeonghan, Seungcheol’s best friend and right hand man. “You know Jeonghan, I can find his office by myself.” you said trying to lean forward a bit, in order for him to hear you clearly.

“I don’t want anything to happen you,” he said as curtly as he could.

“Nothing will happen inside the base, and even if it did, wouldn’t that mean you would get hurt or killed too.” you stated matter of factly.

“Just walk with me. S.Coups would kill me if he found I let you walk alone like this,” he blurted.

“Whatever,” you whispered coldly.

After a good five minutes of walking the endless hallways, the two of you stopped directly at Seungcheol’s door. Jeonghan knocked on the door fairly rounghly in order to get Seungcheol’s attention, and then he opened the door. Leaving you on the other side, so that Seungcheol couldn’t see you.

“Great. Fantastic. I’m so amazingly happy. Goodbye.” You heard Seungcheol say through the phone. When you heard the phone click off, you heard Seungcheol heave a heavy sigh.

‘Oh shit,’ you thought, ‘I’m just going to make his day worse.’

“It’s your girlfriend sir.” Jeonghan whispered to Seungcheol through the cracked door. You decided that while they talked for a little bit, you would just sneak off to his bedroom and wait to tell him when he was ready for bed and tired. ‘Good plan,’ you thought, but as you started to tiptoe off in the other direction, Jeonghan grabbed your shirt, pulled you back and said, “He’s not going to be pissed at you, just tell him.”

“He doesn’t need to know Jeonghan,” you said coldly.

“I don’t need to know what babe?” Seungcheol asked while pushing the door open to see you. His eyes traced every detail of your body, his eyes stopped at the dried blood covering your arm. “What did they do to you?” he asked his voice in sort of a low growl.

“Nothing. I tripped,” you responded.

“Tell me what they did to you,” he demanded.

“I was jumped in the parking lot at the cafe,” you muttered.

“Let me get you cleaned up, and then I’ll inspect your injuries.” he said as he grabbed you by the wrist and led you to the door. When you two entered his room, he grabbed his first aid kit. “What were you doing outside the base?”

“I wanted to make sure you ate today, so I went to the cafe to get you dinner.” you looked down at your hands.

“I wanted you to stay in here so that way something like this wouldn’t happen again,” he sighed with tears pricking his eyes, “You probably need stitches.”

“Cheol, I don’t need stitches. I’ve had worse cuts, and never needed stitches. Also I probably shouldn’t get stitches if the bleeding has stopped.”

Seungcheol just nodded and continued working on cleaning your wounds. Once he finished, you got out of your seat and walked to the door, but before you reached it Seungcheol grabbed your wrist.

“Stay here tonight,” he said fast and blunt.

“The boys will figure us out.”

“They are too stupid for that. Just stay the night. I need to make sure you are okay.” he said twiddling his fingers. You nodded and walked toward his bed. Both of you crawled under the covers, and you rested your head on his broad chest.

“You know the last time this happened, Jeonghan found out about us,” you said.

“But we were in here for a completely different reason.”

“Ummm, speaking of which,” you hesitated to tell him, but Jeonghan has been pushing you to tell Seungcheol for weeks now.

“Speaking of what babe?” he asked kissing the side of your temple.

“Well, umm, we are undoubtedly going to have to tell the boys about us soon.” you said muttering without stop.

“What do you mean? We’ve got some time,” he said smiling down to you.

“I’m pretty sure we will because they are going to have a little brother or sister fairly soon.” you nervously smiled as you angled your face up toward his. He didn’t acknowledge a single thing you said. “Babe, do you not want the baby?” you asked hesitantly.

“Of course I do honey, I am just trying to figure out how to stop the boys from killing it on day one.” You both giggled at the thought of the boys, and how they would treat the baby.

“Are you excited for the baby?” you asked.

“I’m beyond happy. This is my first child and it is with the woman I love,” he squirmed out of bed and started to walk to the door.

“Where are you going?” you asked most curious.

“To go tell the boys.” So you both went down to his office, and Seungcheol hovered over the loudspeaker, which was typically only used for emergencies. “Okay boys. Get your asses out of bed,” he smiled at you, “I’ve got some news for you.”

I loved making this one! I hope it was good!

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nickireadstfc · 7 years

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The Foxhole Court, Chapter 11 – Orange Sportsball Gets The Fuck Real

In which the Foxes play their first match of the season, I have questions about American college sports, my Percy Jackson obsession has a brief cameo, and I’m sadly less excited about Actual Sportsball Games than I should be.

Sounds good? Then it’s time for Nicki to read The Foxhole Court.

Thursday’s excitement had nothing on Friday’s. The whole school got decked out overnight with vibrant orange and white streamers. Ribbons and banners hung off every sidewalk lamp. Live student bands took over the amphitheater for short concerts and the student newspaper released that morning gave details for the afternoon parade.

Is that, like…………. Normal behavior on game days?? Actual American high school/college students, please confirm. Is this an actual thing???

I mean, I know y’all are big on sports and school spirit, but this big??

Please understand my confusion: At my school, no one fucking gave a shit about the sports teams. I didn’t even know when anyone had games/competitions unless we got told afterwards who won what brilliant award now, and even then like 5% of us cared. And I can’t speak for my uni yet, but I’m pretty sure it’s the same there as well. Do German unis even have sports teams?

I always liked to make fun of High School Musical 3 for having those giant ass banners displaying the athletes hanging in the halls. I am now starting to realize that might be perfectly normal for American schools.

What the fuck.

Also, Neil officially came out now – as a member of the Foxes, that is, of course.

Neil wanted to cut class and hide at Fox Tower until game time, but athletes weren’t allowed to call out without a legitimate medical excuse. Someone from the athletics committee went around all day counting heads through classroom windows, and Wymack would be the first to hear Neil was absent.

They seriously stalk their students all day in fear they might be skipping class? And these students are in college, they are grown adults, not 14-year-olds. Again, is this a thing, what the fuck??

Then again, we’re talking about the country who invented hall passes. This is probably not the craziest thing around.

Fortunately, the Foxes decide to display their first sign of group solidarity in these trying times and guide Neil from class to class. This is a really small detail, but I love it.

I’m imagining Neil as a lil baby duck who obediently follows a big spikey-haired Matt duck, a small white-pastel-y Renee duck or a glamorous blonde Allison duck, wagging behind them in a tiny duck-sized jersey.

Although, when you think about it, they’re all just lil baby ducks following a big Wymack momma duck.

(Someone draw me fanart, I’m BEGGING YOU.)

I’m getting off track. Back to the plot.

Andrew hadn’t lied to Neil back in May. In almost every article that talked of Neil’s pathetic experience Kevin was quoted as having high hopes for him. Kevin really had said that Neil would one day be Court.

Because this is the second time this has come up: What exactly does “being Court” mean?? Like, being Captain? Being MVP? Also, is this a regular sports expression or is is Exy-exclusive? Exyclusive?? Help.

A small silver lining of future hilariousness appears on the horizon: An Exy kickoff banquet is going to happen sometime in the next few chapter, and I am HYPED. This chaotic mess of a team + all their rivals + dates + drinks can only equal a Massive Fun Time™.

Fun for us, not for them, might I add. I am dying to see this.

“[Renee] hasn’t asked [Andrew] yet, but it’s inevitable. (…) Money’s on the table as to whether or not he says yes. Pot’s getting pretty big, so get your bet in fast.”

The only thing the Foxes had in common besides Exy and hardship was their strange obsession with betting on the stupidest things. Neil had figured that out only two weeks into practice. A week didn’t go by when there wasn’t money on something or another.

A team after my own heart <3 Can I join? I can never find anyone to bet on dumb things in my own circle of friends.

Will I throw this piece of paper in the bin on my first shot? Will the bus be late? Will Friend A and B hook up tonight? Will I lose my (nonexistent) emotional sanity to this series before the last book is over?

I don’t know about the others, but the last one is 100% happening.

“There’s something we haven’t told you yet,” Dan said. (…) “So Andrew’s technically legally required to take his medication, right? (…) He struck a bargain of his own with Coach. The only reason he signed with us is because Coach agreed to let him come off his drugs for game nights.”

Is this supposed to come as a big plot twist? Because I kind of saw that coming. 10 bucks says Andrew comes off his meds for all Important Moments.

*insert yet another rant about the negative portrayal of mental health meds as barbaric mind-numbing, mania-inducing ~happy pills~ here*

Anyways, back to game day!! Our beloved foxy nutcases are playing against the Breckenridge Jackals, which is shaping up to be a Fun Time™ as they are apparently the biggest bullies around (second only to the Edgar Allan Murder Mob Clique, of course).

However, when faced with his impending wipe-out on the court, our favourite Sassmaster McSavage reaches new levels of Hell Fuckin Yeah:

“[Gorilla] will break every bone in your body if you give him the chance.”

“Don’t worry, though,” Matt said. “He’ll probably be too busy killing Kevin and Seth to notice you.”

“This is my reassured face,” Neil said, pointing up at his blank expression.

SAVAGE.

I actually laughed so hard at that. This is some Percy Jackson level of sass right there.

Come to think about it, I want the entire AFTG series narrated by Percy Jackson, especially the chapter titles.

“I Am Offered A Foxy Deal”

“My Troubled Past Comes Back To Haunt My Ass”

“I Get Dragged Into Some Gay Shit”

“We Kick Serious Jackal Butt, Sort Of”

Remind me to make a full post of that once I’ve finished the series.

Off topic again. Sorry.

Before we finally begin the actual match (and wow, it’s 1.1k words already), Nicky seems to finally get the mental slaps I’ve been sending him since a few chapters ago:

Nicky looked at Neil. “Hey,” he said, sounding uncharacteristically hesitant. “We haven’t really had a chance to talk after… Well. I wanted to say sorry, but I kept chickening out. Are we okay?”

“I don’t know yet,” Neil said.

Nicky weighed that for a minute, then sighed and said, “Fair enough.”

Deep sigh. Who are we kidding, I can never resist a self-aware comic relief, Nicky, you’re still one of my faves. At least he knows he fucked up.

And now, finally: It’s Orange Sportsball time!!

Time for fast-paced sports action, balls flying, racquets hitting, body-checks left and right, a flurry of energy and emotion… that I simply can’t get behind.

I’m sorry, you guys, but I found myself having to double- and triple-read passages here in order to keep up with who is standing where, who is passing to whom and just generally what exactly is going on. Maybe it has to do with my own lack of interest for any sports involving balls (or actually any sports that isn’t dance, cheer, or anything involving performance), but I’m not really excited about this whole game part, to put it mildly.

Don’t get me wrong: I am loving the emotions attached to it. Solidarity, passion, group dynamics and character development shown on the field, give me all that good shit. I just couldn’t care less about who’s passing to who. Forgive me.

Did someone say passion and group dynamics?

Neil’d watched his teammates fall apart to in-fighting all summer long, but now he finally saw them as a whole. As much as the Foxes disliked each other at times, they disliked their opponents more. They were still too fractured to be truly great, but they were good enough to give him chills.

This is shaping up to be good, you guys.

I can only imagine the sheer gloriousness in the upcoming books when Kandreil finally get their shit together and play on the field as a beautiful unstoppable three-way killing machine. I WILL DIE.

Twenty minutes into the game, Seth is crushed against a wall by three hundred pounds of pure douchebaggery – and I actually do feel sorry for him, not gonna lie – which means it’s time for the moment we’ve all been waiting for:

“Going on for Seth Gordon is freshman Neil Josten, number ten, of Millport, Arizona.”

Neil wondered if casket lids sounded like court doors being shut.

Ah yes, thank you for reminding me, even in the face of impending doom, how incredibly extra our boy Josten is.

“A national champion and an amateur? South Carolina’s gotten even crazier than usual.”

“An amateur and a cripple, you mean,” the dealer said.

Andrew slammed his racquet against the goal, making several athletes jump and drawing more than a few wary looks his way.

This is such a small detail but it’s the /best/. Nobody insults my boyfriends in front of me, fuckface.

Bla bla bla more sports bla bla, I’m putting everything remotely interesting that’s happening in a bullet list because let’s be honest, it’s not fucking much.

Neil scores! Twice! Good boy.

Matt takes a card for the team by punching the fuck out of Gorilla, what a babe.

Also, his mom is a professional boxer? When can we meet her. I’m always a sucker for strong women who could kick my ass.

Gorilla has been hitting Kevin’s hand on purpose all the time, which is not cool, yet not surprising, ain’t no honour in Exy injuries, apparently.

That is it, my dudes.

Writing the next chapter on a coach (yet again) as I’ll be visiting some friends in NRW, so I’ll be coming to you live from my Prime Flixbus Office Space, let’s see how that works out. Till next time, ily all. <3

#tfc #the foxhole court #the raven king #the kings men #nora sakavic #nicki reads tfc #would you look at that!!! I'm on time!!!!#amazing #don't get used to it

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