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thepersonnamedsam · 1 year

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mornings spent well - cl16

pairing: charles leclerc x reader (basically gn, just one mention as bride)

summary: You woke up in a bed, where the sheets felt like a bad night out with your friends. And that’s exactly what happened the night before.

pt. 2 / pt. 3

word count: 1.5k

warnings: none, maybe a bit angst, generally fluff, google translated french

note: it’s weird writing about existing people, so just ignore the awkwardness plus it’s not proofread

masterlist / taglist

Your head was spinning, and you felt like you would throw up any second if you moved your body more. You closed your eyes in hopes the world would stop spinning. Breath in, breathe out. You tried to remember what happened last night, but all that came to your mind, or more your mouth, was that awful taste of tequila.

You didn’t like tequila, its taste is weird, you don’t understand the salt and lime thing and it makes you do questionable choices. Like waking up in someone’s bed. That’s exactly what happened, because those sheets weren’t itching like crazy, and they actually felt cozy.

You lifted those cozy sheets to discover nothing. You weren’t naked, you were wearing shirt and underpants? And your socks are still on? Who undressed you last night and they were too polite to actually undress you? Not that you complained, you’d rather wear this than nothing.

With a sigh you wanted to get up without puking. But the moment you were ready to take the first step of sitting up the door opened.

You looked to your left and there was an empty bedside. The covers were pulled back and you saw the crease in the pillow, obviously from someone sleeping on it. You still weren’t sure where you were. This wasn’t the bedroom of your best friend nor was it of someone you knew and had been at their home.

The person standing in the doorway watched your every move, from looking at the bedside to wandering your gaze over the bedroom and finally landing on him. He saw you looking at him and locking eyes. A familiar feeling overtook both of your bodies, and you just couldn’t place what that feeling was.

The handsome man was still looking at you and you couldn’t lift your gaze from him as well. His hand reached his neck where he scratched it. As he took his hand back down you saw it, a silver wedding band. You slept in a married mans bed?! You lifted both your hands to your face to rub your eyes and that’s when your silver wedding band sprung in your eyes.

You had a wedding band? And the same one as the man standing in the doorway?

He cleared his throat and you looked at him. “This is awkward”, he said as he was scratching his neck once again, this time with his right hand. You cleared your throat too, nut trusting your voice after too much tequila from last night.

“Qu’est-ce qu’on va faire, merde. What are we gonna do, shit.” So, he spoke French. But you still didn’t know his name. “I guess, I mean looking at the evidence on our hands, I guess we are married?” Your voice went quieter the more you spoke. You were still hoping it wasn’t true or a dream, but his answer let those hopes disappear in a second.

“Oui, I guess we are married. You woke up in my bed and we both have a ring on our ring finger, that counts as something right?”

You let your body hit the mattress. Your head still hurting, not spinning as much, but still hurting like a bitch. And it made processing the new information very hard. “Okay, so let me get it straight; we don’t know each other, but we got married last night?” Your questionable look made him scoff.

“I know you, what are you talking about?” Now it was you who was scoffing. What did he mean by ‘I know you’? You were thinking hard, where could you have seen this man before. “Charles, Charles Leclerc, we met last week in that coffee shop where you work, and you gave me your number on the coffee cup? Do you recall?”

It hit you like a brick, of course you remember! You couldn’t believe you forgot that gorgeous face. You gave him your number, but he never texted you.

“You never texted me”, you stated. His face twisted into an apologetic look. “I texted you last night?” He was shrugging and you could see his whole upper body tense under the action. This man was built like a Greek statue. “I was in this club with my friends, and I was feeling lonely, that’s when I remembered I had put your number into my phone, so I texted you.”

“And what happened next?”, you had to ask, how did they go form texting to marrying? “You showed up and we took some tequila shots and that’s all I can remember.” His face said it all, the look of confusion and sorrowness. He didn’t know how they got from shots to this.

This was a disaster. All of this is not how you like to spend your mornings. And he didn’t like it that much as well.

He lifted his body from the doorframe and started to walk towards you. He was just a breathtaking view. “Au moins j’ai épousé une belle mariée. At least I married a beautiful bride.”

He looked at you like you were the most beautiful thing on this planet. And he thought you were, he thought it the moment he saw you behind the coffee machine. He was so glad he discovered your number on his cup, because he was too afraid to ask for it. Though he was confident in most of his tasks, especially girls, he just couldn’t seem to find his confidence when he first looked at you.

He has no clue how he ended up marrying you a week later. He asked himself where the hell you two could’ve gotten married. You were in Monaco and not Las Vegas. Did you just go to the registry office and asked to be married? You were drunk as hell; how would any civil servant legally marry you? Were you even legally married? You were just wearing rings, that doesn’t mean you two actually got married.

His body hit the bed as he sat down, and you felt the mattress dip down on his side. And as he took his phone form the bedside table you admired his back. His muscles flexing under his every move. Fascinated by his back you didn’t notice how he had sighed multiple times after another.

“We are legally married; I just found the certificate in my emails.” His head now turned to look at you. His eyes staring into yours. Realization hit, you were no longer single and are actually married to this man in front of you. You blinked, once, twice, a hundred times maybe, you didn’t know.

You couldn’t believe it, you were married. “Do you think we should like, get a divorce?”, your voice was shy, you didn’t want to insult him. You didn’t want him to feel like you wouldn’t be married to him. Because you would.

Would you not have married him if you weren't drunk? Because he would have. He would marry you again in heartbeat. “If you want to, we have to be married for at least 12 months until we can get a divorce. I say we at least try to live a life as a married couple?” He looked at you with hopeful eyes. And you couldn’t say no to those eyes, it would be cruel.

“12 months? How do you know that?” - “ I just googled it”, he shrugged his shoulders again. “I guess we could try, I don’t think I would mind it”, your voice once more shy, not sure if he heard what you just said. His eyes lit up; “Really? You would try?” You smiled at him and just nodded your head.

“Can I kiss you?”, he asked with hopeful eyes. You nodded again and before you even closed your eyes, his body was turned towards you and his lips on yours. His lips as soft as a cloud and the kiss so sweet like sugar. You couldn’t believe it, kissing you husband, what a weird sentence going through your brain.

“I guess I have to put your new name into my contacts”, you laugh at him as he removed his lips from yours. He smiled and said: “And what would that be?” As you typed in his new contact name he tried to sneak a glance but he didn’t succeed. Husband was now gracing the top of they're messenger chat.

He smiled as soon as he saw it. And he couldn’t stop smiling. He was smiling like a little boy who just got ice cream. His face even started hurting a bit after smiling so much. He was sure he’d have muscle ache the next day. But you were smiling too. He was making you happy and you didn’t know how or why. He just did and you were content with that. You didn’t question why your heart fluttered every time you looked at him or how he made you smile with just a short glance. Everything just felt normal and right, like it had been that way for ages.

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voonroo · 5 months

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Yuta is the type to...

Yuta is the type where if you say your arms hurt, he will begin to massage them without a word.

Yuta is the type to have you pinned and follow you on every social media platform. Not in a stalker way but in an “I want to support you way.”

Yuta is the type to gently wake you up.

Yuta is the type to save everything you send him. Oh, you sent a picture of yourself? Saved. Oh, you like this candle that you saw at the store? Saved in an album titled “Gifts.”

Yuta is the type to call you when he has a question. And 9 times out of 10 its face time.

Yuta is the type to silently admire you when he zones out.

Yuta is the type to hold open a door, tie your shoes, hold out your jacket to slip on, and just overall do small acts of service.

Yuta is the type to hold your face when you kiss.

Yuta is the type to smile at you from across the room and give a little wave before walking over to you.

Yuta is the type who when it's cold outside, will warm up your hands with his by rubbing them together.

Yuta is the type who if you forget something at home, will bring it to you immediately.

Yuta is the type to never leave you on read. He will send the last message saying “I love you.”

Yuta is the type to quietly love you, being content to just sit in silence if it means he can be with you longer.

Yuta is the type to mess with your hair and fingers when he’s nervous.

Yuta is the type to be kind to everyone but generous to you.

Inbox is open.

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defrosted69 · 10 months

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My Hype Boy (Part 3)

This series is something I didnt know would go this long lol. anyway here’s part 3 everyone~~~

When one wishes to have the attention of the world, some would want to be in their position and be like them where they are praised and supported on but not you. You didn't like the attention at all . you would rather prefer to be a pedestrian at most and avoid all attention if necessary. But right now, your situation wasn't really as a pedestrian but rather the attraction.

Waking up from your bed, you lazily roamed towards your apartment towards your bathroom to wake yourself up. You had wish to wake-up from this nightmare you currently have as you know that your peaceful life has turned a more chaotic one-

"Oppa! Are you awake? I made you breakfast-yah! Minji, why did you make the same dish as I am!"

You sigh as the two nightmare appeared once again infront on your door. It's been a few days since the arrival of the two girls that was close to you yet somehow, the feeling of warmth was changed to a feeling of headaches. The friendship bridge that the two created seems to have fogged by thier thoughts and feelings. It has become a blockade for both of them and you really didn't like that.

Instead of their usual greetings to each other, they instead went to get your attention as if their friendship was nothing anymore. To you, that was more painful than any pain that you had ever felt. They were both precious in your life yet somehow this admiration they have for you was tearing that apart. Taking a deep breath, you walked towards the door opening it as the two girls rushed towards you all smiles with food in their hand.

The aroma of the food they have in their hands kissed the bridge of your nose as you gulped knowing that they both placed effort on their dishes but we're you worthy of such food? No, you don't. Minji and Hanni immediately took the University by Storm as their beauty and charisma caught the attention of everyone. The school's social media board was bursting out by just their name. And of course fame comes with possible parasites and guy's shooting their shot at them especially the famous and rich ones. Flowers, expensive brand of chocolates, gifts ranging from limited items to expensive tickets was all given to them but Hanni coldly turned them down.

Never have you seen Hanni this cold towards people but who can blame her? She was focused on you and her studies so for someone to interrupt her studies Immediately pissed her off. Despite her cold response to them, it only aggravated them to like her even more. Minji on the other hand was the one who gently decline their gifts. If Hanni was the Ice Queen, Minji was the angel that can melt anyone's heart.

Despite unable to talk, Minji carried with her a pen and a small notebook so she can write her thoughts out to them. Despite this, her innocence was what keeps you on alert because you know how people can take advantage of that. Minji was after all, still your sister even if it didn't last long. You still have that responsibility of being her big brother but sometimes, you question if being her big brother was enough for her. You two were no longer family after all so what do you do? Act like some concerned citizen? Yeah right, you were just a bystander after all.

"Look Oppa, I made your favorite dish. Hehehe~"

Hanni placed the smoking dish on your table with her sweet smile plastered on her face. Some would say that you were blessed to see her smiling since everyone was used to see her glaring and always wearing a scowl on her face.

Minji didn't back down and placed her own variation of the dish and wrote on her pen the words that somehow made you smile a little.

"I made what Mom used to make before. It surely will beat Hanni's dish."

Hanni scoffed seeing the words Minji said as she crossed her arms in her chest. You could only sigh as you were about to see another argument from the two. This has become a normal occurrence for you since you had always been around them, well technically they had always sticked themselves to you. But before you can prepare yourself, a phone notification popped off as you opened your phone and your eyes widen in shocked and suprise. Without a second thought, you grabbed your coat hanging on the door rack and sprinted out of the door.

Your action confused Minji and Hanni as they didn't know why you suddenly left with your coat and running as if something horrible just happened to you.

"Where's Oppa going?"

Hanni asked as Minji could only shook her head in response. They didn't know anything what was happening around them as their focus was only stuck to you yet somehow, they forgot to see one factor that played an important part of your life.

The sky suddenly became gray as your shoulder slumped down seeing that none of the numbers that you shaded hit the Lotto numbers.

"Darn it. Here I thought I hit something."

You thought to yourself as you sighed and pulled back your lotto ticket back to your pocket. The reason why you rushed out of your apartment was because of the announcement of the lotto result but you also didn't want to get bothered by the arguing of Hanni and Minji. The rumbling of the sky made it clear that it will soon rain down on the land and you only have your coat. Wearing your slidders and short pants was a great and also, a not so great. It's great because you didn't have to get your pants went but that also means you'll be freezing from the weather.

You had no choice but to head straight to the rain and-

"Y/n? Why are you just in your shorts?"

A girl using her umbrella stopped her track to see you in your comfortable clothes on. She chuckled seeing your attire as you blushed a little from embarrassment. This was the worse possible scenario for you since you really didn't want to let people you know see you in public looking like a homeless person. But she was a girl who was accustomed to your usual behavior.

"Umm Rei.. It's not like that. I was just-"

"You hungry? I was about to head over go get some food."

"Oh. Sure. You paying?"

"Nope, mr. Shorties will."

She smirked at you giving you that idea that your Wallet might be screaming for help. You didn't really pay mind to paying for the food since Rei was a very good friend for you since highschool.

Yup, that's right, Naoi Rei has been your friend since highschool up until now.

FLASHBACK

With Minji leaving your life, it suddenly felt lonely all of a sudden. Even though you had two idiotic friends at your side, it still fell boring and that spark of fun was gone. You really didn't expect that Minji would make half of your life so happy and intriguing. With a deep sigh, you laid your head on the table not really caring about your environment when thr teacher got everyone's attention except yours.

"Alright, everyone calm down. I would like to introduce to you a new transfer student that will be your classmate from now on."

This got everyone up in their seats as a very happy Rei entered the classroom. Everyone immediately could sense the warmth of her aura. Boys immediately stared in awe as Yeonjun had to slap himself up just check if he was dreaming or not. Of course, the sound that everyone was making made you look up and there you saw Rei smiling so sweetly to everyone.

"Hello everyone, I'm Naoi Rei. I transfered to this school because my parents moved from Japan to here. I hope we get along."

She finished her introduction with a bow as everyone suddenly gave way for her to have a seat with her. It was rather unfortunate or fortune for you that the right side of your seat was empty and like any drama, you already damn know well that she will sit next to you and everyone would give you the death stare and all that. Just when you were seeking peace in your life, chaos was about to brew but little did you that chaos, was enough to fill that hole that Minji left.

Rei happily sat to the seat next to you just like how you predicted it. Honestly speaking, you really didn't want to involve yourself from her since you can tell that she'll be a very famous person in school. Her cute smile and voice can already melt anyone just by seeing and hearing it. Perhaps her good attitude could also be a big factor in solidifying her status in school.

"Hello, I'm Rei."

She spoke to you as you turned your head to face her and truth be told, she was cute. You were start struck by someone so adorable sitting next to you as she just radiated sunshine energy that brings warmth to everyone around her. You froze there staring at her making Rei tilt her head in confusion as her smile suddenly turned into a look of concern.

Rei wasn't used to hostile people because she constantly avoided them knowing how scary they can be. She was a soft hearted person and quite emotional too as a simple sad scene could immediately turn her to an immediate cry baby that could go long of hours just sobbing her eyes out.

"Ummm are you okay?"

"Huh? Oh yeah I'm fine. I'm Y/n by the way."

You reached out your hand as she gladly accepted it and shook it with enthusiasm. For some reason, her hand reminded you of Minji and that made you form a frown on your face. You immediately dismissed that thought away not wanting to involve Rei in your own problems. But an ominous feeling lurked behind your back as you can tell that everyone in class was giving you a killers look as they want nothing more to be in your position.

"I can already smell disaster as it is."

You thought to yourself as you let go of her hand. Rei remained smiling as she asked you a question that really didn't help your position at all.

"Can you tour me around school Y/n? If it's okay with you of course...."

She looked down ashamed, her cheeks pouting. You couldn't help but blush a little from her cuteness as her lovely white skin revealed its cherry colors on her cheeks. Rei can now instantly make anyone blush and cause their heartbeat to quicken, which makes her a dangerous person. How on earth could you refuse her?

"Oh, well, sure, I actually have nothing to do-"

"Yay~thank you Y/n-kun"

That was the final straw. You looked away hiding your smile that has formed on your lips and the blush that was evident on your face. Rei was just to adorable for your heart to handle and this was a great way for you to have a new friend around yourself.

Rei has become well-known in the school, exactly as you predicted, despite only having been for a week. Word quickly spread throughout the campus like wildfire, and before you knew it, she was being pursued by dozens of well-known individuals for friendship by dozens of "handsome" and wealthy men. Although Rei was delighted that everyone wanted to be her friend and she couldn't be happier to be getting such treatment, in her heart and mind, you had grown to be the only person she truly trusted.

Rei stuck to you like glue for the first week, not even separating herself to go home. You and Rei walked home together because she was interested in learning more about you, that's correct. You were the only person to date, by a wide margin, who was actually honest with her, as evidenced by the times you predicted that she would become popular at school and that no one would remember you, or the time you compared her to a mochi because of how squishy her cheeks were, and of course she wouldn't forget the time you teased her that you would get lost in Japan because there were no subtitles to read.

Your honesty was what really captivated her but she'll soon found out what makes her move from captivate you to actually be attracted to you.

She has gotten a ton of gifts from males pursuing her, ranging from pricey to uncommon, but she really doesn't want to accept them since she thinks it's too much. She didn't actually need any of the lavish gifts she was getting, but she also couldn't refuse them without hurting their feelings. The most perplexing aspect is that she knew nothing about them and that we even belong to separate year levels.

"What do I do..."

She asked herself as she slumped her head on her table looking out the window waiting for you to arrive. The clouds were moving so slowly as the day has started. Rei was anticipating for your arrival as she really needed your help with her dilemma. It wasn't that long when the doors openend and you appeared in her perspective. Rei immediately rushed towards you not even giving you time to take your seat.

"Y/n I need help."

"Hmm? For what?"

"What do I do with their gifts? I don't want to reject them like that..."

When you looked at Rei, you could tell that she was genuinely concerned by the feeling of being overwhelmed by the fact that she is treated like a sunshine princess at school. Many people are unaware of the fact that fame has a cost. Expect your typical student experience to be both the best and worst of your life. Even if you may be well-known on the entire school, innumerable untrue stories may nonetheless circulate about you. It sounds difficult enough for you when you consider the fact that you will always be the talk of the campus. Placing a hand on your chin, you began to thinks of ways on how to dispose-I mean return the gifts to sender.

"We can sell them and share the bill, 60-40. You get 60 I get 40-"

"No! That's much more worse."

Rei exclaimed as you shrugged your shoulder at her. Honestly speaking, selling them was the best possible outcome for you since they were expensive anyway. What's the point of having such things when your not even gonna use it.

"I don't know Rei, I think returning them is more better."

"B-But that means I'm rejecting them..."

Rei looked down, clearly feeling sad as you could only sigh at her poor state. Rei really was a kind hearted person to the point that she can't hurt anyone. But You have to remind her that pain is a part of life and everyone needs to learn something.

"Rei, you gotta understand. Somethings are just really not meant to happen. They gotta accept the fact that you don't like them like that or you don't see them anymore pass friends."

You placed your hands on her shoulder as Rei stared at your eyes. There she saw how firm and determined your eyes looked. It was something she didn't have as she nodded slowly at you.

"I-I'll try..."

"Good. Don't worry I'll help you with it."

As you promised, you assisted Rei in giving back the present that was given to her as a sign of their affection for her. Even though you were aiding her, some people misinterpreted this as a different indication that Rei had chosen you; nevertheless, after you said just three words, they instantly shook and quickly shut their mouths, proving that they had clearly failed their IQ test. You could say that having Yeonjun as a friend has its advantages.Even though it wasn't easy for Rei, she manages to return all the gifts given to her as the day ended with her emotionally drained and it was visible with her walking wobbly as you chuckled at her and decided to treat her some ice cream. Being the kind guy you are, you paid for the ice cream and bought her favorite flavor with a little more special ingredients added to it, cherries and sprinkles.

"Thank you so much Y/n! Maybe I should do this often-"

"Please don't. It's already stressful for me as it is. I dont want to actually fight someone since I'm not like Jaehyung Park."

"Who's that guy?"

"It's just a character I read on a Wattpad book."

"Ooohh, You read books?"

You nodded your head at her. Originally you weren't a book lover and prefer just lazing around playing your video games all day and eating chips and soft drinks. That was your life before meeting Minji. Her influence to you was astronomical as most of your old habits have been buried to the ground long forgotten.

"Yeah, My step sister introduced me to the world of books."

"Oh, it must be nice to have a younger sister. I'm always alone in the family anyway."

"Well it was an adventure after all, she returned to her father making us strangers again..."

Rei noticed the sadness in your voice as she could tell that something horrible happened between you and Minji.

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that."

"Don't be Rei. I'm sure I'll see her around. Maybe just not now."

You were grinning when Rei spotted you, but for some reason it wasn't the usual smile you give to her. She had never seen anything like it before. It appeared to be a smile intended for Minji rather than for her. This shouldn't concern her in the least, yet one smile altered the course of her life.

12:06 am, midnight, it was the time where most people were already asleep and in their dream land. When the ambience of the night was able to knock some people out to sleep, you were in your pajamas and jacket running towards where the text told you to go. You weren't the best athlete out there and since you were always at home, you didn't really bother exercising so running for 5 minutes straight already felt like hell for you.

"Damn... It…Rei…why...."

You though to yourself as you caught a few seconds to get your breathing back to normal. You really didn't like how this happened but someone as important as Rei shouldn't be feeling something like this. She was a very precious person to many people and to you, she was a very special friend that you can relax your back on. She might not be the sturdiest wall to lean to but she was able to support you emotionally and give that energy to you. But what happens when the sun losses it's light?

They die out and gets replaced by darkness. That is what's happening to Rei right now. She was feeling like she was at her lowest point as everything wasn't going right for her. Bad things just keep happening to her and it really drained her out. She doesn't know what to do as she decided to leave home and stay at a nearby park and sit on a bench where she can admire the stars that were twinkling in the night.

"Why.... Why did this happen to me? I didn't do wrong yet why-"

"I knew... You... Would....be…here…"

You said in between your breath as you slowly walked towards her with a very tired and exhausted expression. This was your first time running to someone that you really care about. With the exception of Minji of course. Sitting besides her, you can clearly see the puffy eyes she had and how she looked drained.

"I-I'm sorry I... I messaged you out at a time like this..."

"It's fine. I needed some exercise after all. Hehehe."

You laughed a little trying to lighten the mood up as Rei chuckled lightly. You really never failed to make Rei laugh even though she was already going through it. That's why she was really grateful to have you as her friend.

"So.....you hungry?"

Rei laughed at your comment, but it also made her feel sad. Her favorite cuisine felt so tasteless and its charm had vanished because of recent happenings in her life. This ripped your heart into a million pieces, and she started to quietly cry. You simply cannot handle watching your best friend, who is always a ray of light, scream her heart out. She was hidden from view by your jacket adjustment, which you made as others passed by. Rei opened her eyes as the light began to fade and saw you smothering her body with the side of your jacket.

"I know you don't like getting embarrassed so I'm covering you up. Just cry it out Rei. I'm here for you."

Rei was touched by your gesture and hugged you tightly crying her heart out. It startled you for a bit but allowed her to do her thing. You really didn't know what was happening with her life right now but you were gonna make sure that you will there for her.

"Why...is this happening to me Y/n?"

Rei finally spoke after a few minutes of crying as you looked down on her. The warmth that she showed when you first met her was gone and all it had was a fading light.

"My grand mother is at the hospital fighting for her life, my cousin got arrested for false accusations, and my parents might file for divorce because of their business closing to bankruptcy. Why? Why did this all happen to me?"

She asked you those questions that you can only stay quiet about. Why did this events happen to Rei when she did nothing wrong? You honestly have no proper answer for her. This feeling was the same feeling when you met and got to know Minji. She did nothing wrong yet why did her voice got taken away?

"Rei. Even though this things happen. You shouldn't give up."

"But it's hard Y/n."

"Life will always never go to the way we want it to be. After all, we're just humans and not Devine creatures who can control what we want to have. My life wasn't that easy after all, I had a single mother raising me since I was little. Then I heard that my step sister was unable to talk because of bullying. "

Rei was shocked to hear this from you as this information about your sister was mostly avoided by her or sometimes, avoided by you.

"That's.... Horrible.."

"Yeah I know but you know what Minji did? She didn't give up."

"She didn't?"

A smile spread across your face as you shook your head. Once more, Rei caught that smile of yours that seemed to be directed away from her. She gradually grew to detest the constant smile on your face whenever Minji was present.

"Nope, she even insisted to go to school again which of course took some time of convincing but we did make her enter school again. She even made a friend there in Pham Hanni. And that girl, I tell you is really confusing sometimes. Yesterday she shouted at me for suprising her a gift on her birthday. And earlier today, she treated me to a cafe where the drinks there were preety delicious. "

Rei just stares at your smile and this time, it felt the smile was once again not for her, but for another girl named Pham Hanni.

"So... What does that all mean?"

Rei asked as you took a deep breath and looked up at the sky.

"It means that if you didn't give up, all of your efforts will be rewarded tenfolds. I know it won't be easy to reach the end of all this but Rei..."

You changed your attention to her as you patted her head and smiled at her.

"I'll be there for you in every step of the way. Supporting you and pushing you to move forward. I'll be that wall you can lean on."

At your smile, Rei could only widen her eyes. Her cheeks started to warm up, and her heart started to beat more quickly. The scene that had repeatedly played in her thoughts came true when she was finally able to catch a glimpse of your intended-for-her smile.

You weren't grinning at Minji or Hanni while you were grinning at her. She, Naoi Rei, was the recipient of that smile. A uniquely hers smile. Rei came to the realization that you had always been there for her ever when they first met at this point. You were always there for her whenever she needed someone to make her feel better, grin or laugh, hang out with, or simply be lazy. She had finally noticed your sincere altruism and selflessness, and this time, her heart was telling her it wasn't simply admiration or idolization anymore.

Nor was it attraction

It was

Love

She finally understood that she had been envious of all the girls who had a particular grin for them but not for her the entire time. It all began with just that one seed, and now it has finally sprouted from the earth with a brand-new flower that is eager to display its beauty to the world.

"Y/n.... You have always been a great friend to me but right now. I don't see you as a friend anymore but someone I can spend my life with."

Once more, she hugged you, but this time, instead of crying, she was beaming from ear to ear with joy at having met her true love and the person who will always stand by her no matter what..

FLASHBACK ENDS

"Nothing the like good ol Ramen restaurant right?"

You playfully nudge Rei who returned a playful scoffed on her own. The two of you entered the place and you two were immediately greeted by amazing aroma the place had.

"Smells like the old times eh?"

Rei said making you nod your head at her as the two of you ordered the same dish that has always been a stress reliever back in Highschool and probably still now for you. Rei maybe in the same university as you but she was in a different department. So having time to actually hang out with her was extremely hard and difficult but there are a few instances where your subjects would Intersect with each other.

"Say Y/n, how's your life in your department? I haven't seen Yeonjun and Soobin in a while. How are they?"

Rei asked as her attention was solely focused on you. She knows that cupid has given her this chance to catch up on the times and actually somehow make that spark happen between the two of you. But sadly, Rei was the only one who felt that spark before but she wasn't just gonne give up just like that. She will make your heart spark for her.

"Oh, Yeonjun is doing well. He's helping his dad at his autoshop and Soobin is also doing great. He's an intern at a local cafe shop down the street."

"Oh really? I should visit Soobin and Yeonjun sometimes."

"You should. Soobin even gave me free coffee for it."

The two of you continued to converse as both of you reminisce the past and even talk about the present that you two have. So far Rei was doing quite a great job keeping you engage in a conversation and Rei was once again that sunshine that you have. Perhaps that sunshine has evolved to give warmth to your everyday life from now on.

Rei surprised you by getting up from her seat and sitting next to you, telling you it was now or never and made your heart race a little. Yes, you would occasionally see her, and it's clear that Rei has fully realized the potential she had all along. Her breakthrough occurred in high school, and this was now her best illustration. Having her thus near was similar to being close to a celebrity because you had heard innumerable tales of guys who continued to try their best with Rei but finally failed. It was really imposing.

"R-Rei. What are you doing?"

"Hmm? Why? I can't cuddle you anymore?"

Rei quietly and sneakily wrapped her arms around your body making the space between the two of you dissappear in an instant. Rei smiled cutely and buried her face on your chest. And as to what Rei expected, your heartbeat was racing quicker than usual and this made Rei smile. You looked down and you were at a position where many guys wish to be at right now.

"R-Rei I-"

Rei looked up to meet up your eyes and there you realized what many people has seen with her.

She was beautiful.

She was perfect.

And more importantly,

She was at your arms.

"Hmm? Hai? What is it Y/n Kun~~"

Her voice just sent a sensation of an odd satisfaction that you felt goosebumps all over your body. Heat Immediately rushed through your cheeks as the girl in your arms was dangerously beautiful and breath taking.

"I-It's nothing..."

"Say Y/n, how would describe someone cuddling you?"

Your brain started working in full throttle as soon as you inhaled. the sensation of holding someone close to you? Well, to most people, including you, that would have sounded like bliss. But who exactly would that be? When you were considering that question, three girls unexpectedly arrived on your head, and one of them was at your arms

"I-I mean it would be great! L-like it's probably gonna inspire me you know? Hahaha…"

Sweats began to form on your forehead despite the restaurant being air conditioned to combat the heat. Rei giggled at your answer and you saw something change in her eyes. An sight that you have seen with Hanni and Minji.

"Well, what if I become that girl you can cuddle forever Y/n?"

"Wh-What?"

"I'll make it easy for you. So open your ears okay? Hehehe~"

She grinned sweetly, but you felt as though you were going through different stages of life at the moment. You could have sworn that you had learned the events of World War 2 in a matter of seconds as history started to flash before your eyes. However, everything changed when Rei uttered the four words that every male dreams about.

"I like you, Opp~ppa~"

Rei winked at you and that's was when chaos happened. Not even giving time to react, 2 silhouette suddenly appeared at your table as Rei looked at who the people were.

"Yah! Who are you hypnotizing Y/n Oppa like that?"

While Minji, who was standing behind her, was obviously concerned, Hanni was blazing with fury as she pointed a finger at Rei and accused her of something. Her worried expression for her companion Hanni is evident because this wasn't supposed to happen. Rei smirked when she noticed the two people who knew you.

"Ara~Ara~ I didn't know Y/n was into younger girls. Actually, aren't you two being to nosy admiring my boyfriend?"

Only the final word, "boyfriend," from Rei's earlier statement was heard by Hanni. She lost her cool when she heard that. Rei laughed as Hanni abruptly started cracking her knuckles.

"Ahh, so you're like that huh. Guess what pal? Y/n oppa likes to cuddle with me too."

When Hanni squeezed you tightly from the other side, you were aware of the stress you were experiencing. There is a clear spark between Rei and Hanni as they each look at each other. Minji sensed that you were in a pickle because of the heavy air, but she was unsure of what to do.

"What... Should I do?"

Minji asked as she was witnessing two people steal her important person infront of her.

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witcher-and-henry-cavill-stuff · 6 months

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A Father's Tender Dilemma

You watched as Henry cradled your son, baby Hugo, in his strong arms. The room was filled with the sounds of Hugo's fussing and cries, indicating his hunger. It was clear that he wanted his mother for some comforting and, most importantly, milk. But Henry seemed reluctant to let go of his turn with the little munchkin.

You couldn't help but smile at the sight of Henry holding Hugo so tenderly. It was heartwarming to see him fully embrace fatherhood, cherishing every moment with your son. But as Hugo's cries grew louder and more desperate, you knew it was time for him to be in your arms.

You approached Henry, placing a gentle hand on his arm. "Darling, I think Hugo needs his mummy now," you said softly, trying to convey the urgency in your voice.

Henry looked down at Hugo, his expression torn. He adored his son, and it was evident in the way he held him with such care. But he also understood that Hugo needed your nurturing presence, especially when it came to feeding him.

"I know, love," Henry replied, his voice filled with both reluctance and love. "But I just wanted a little bit more time with him. He's growing up so fast, and I don't want to miss a single moment."

You understood his sentiment, but you also knew that Hugo's needs had to come first. "I completely understand, Henry, and I love how much you adore him. But he's hungry and needs milk. We can always have more moments together as a family, but right now, he needs you to pass him to me."

Henry sighed, his reluctance fading as he saw the determination in your eyes. He gently cradled Hugo against his chest, pressing a soft kiss to the top of his head before carefully passing him over to you.

As soon as you took Hugo into your arms, he snuggled against you, his cries gradually subsiding. You settled into a comfortable chair and began to nurse him, providing him with the nourishment he sought.

Henry watched the two of you, a mix of adoration and relief crossing his face. Seeing you provide for Hugo's needs filled him with immense gratitude for your presence in their lives.

He approached you, crouching down to place a gentle kiss on your temple. "Thank you, love," he whispered. "You're an incredible mother, and I'm grateful for you every day."

You smiled, feeling the warmth of his words. "And you're an amazing father, Henry. Our son is lucky to have you."

Together, you created a loving and nurturing environment for your son, ensuring that both of you had your special moments with him. As the family grew and bonded, you knew that the love between you, Henry, and Hugo would only strengthen, creating a beautiful foundation for the years to come.

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overtrred28 · 1 year

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Time Bomb | Criminal minds x fem!reader

Summary; Y/N’s mind is overworked and tired from case after case after case and the team begins to notice, prodding her until it gets too much.

Parings; BAU team x BAU!reader, no romantic relationships mentioned. (she/her pronouns)

Warnings; angst, mentions of chronic headaches/migraines, swearing, physical and emotional pain

Words; 1.7k

No one is permitted to steal, copy, or reblog my work as their own!!

Gif is not mine. @book-place

It wasn’t unusual for Y/N to have a migraine, let alone a simple headache. She was diagnosed with atypical migraines when she was 15 and has been dealing with them since. But joining the BAU 6 months ago really seemed to ramp things up for her. Since the day she left for that first case, the severity of her headaches increased, impacting her working abilities.

She knew it wasn’t going to be an easy job, the commitments alone were tough but what was worse was trying to leave every painful detail of a case behind and move onto the next one, especially so quickly. She felt like she was doing work 24/7, whether she was on a plane flying across the country, stuck at her desk filing reports or thinking about cases when she got home. Everyone else on the team had been there for much longer than her so they had it down packed. But Y/N was still struggling, not that she would let anyone else figure that out.

She became quite good at compartmentalising, hiding her emotions from her colleagues, family and friends. But all of this stress, tension and hurt came through in her migraines. Having suffered in pain for almost 10 years already, she was good at moving through the pain, pushing it aside, but lately it began bothering her more than ever, and the team began to notice.

Derek was the first to pick up on her change in mood when she didn’t acknowledge his daily “Good Morning Firecracker”. Instead of her normal response, she flipped him the bird and kept walking to her desk in silence. He was quite insulted at her actions but took it as a bad morning. The other surrounding team members took note of this unusual behaviour from Y/N, all beginning to watch her closely.

Reid noticed her mental distance during a case when it repeatedly took her 8 seconds longer than usual to answer a question or hear her name being called.

It was then Emily who tried to comfort her, but was brushed aside and ignored by Y/N. It happened yesterday, the team were in the office, working on files from the previous case and Emily noticed the younger team member had been silent all day. She watched with concern from her desk as Y/N held her head in her hands, rubbed her temples and took painkillers every few hours. As the day ended Emily approached Y/N, tapping her on the shoulder lightly to get her to raise her head off the desk.

“What?” Y/N turned to Emily with tired eyes and an exhausted expression.

“Sorry, I just wanted to check that you were okay? You’ve been quiet all day.” Emily removed her hand from Y/N’s shoulder.

“I’m fine, Prentiss.” Y/N used Emily’s last name for the first time in months and it shocked everyone in the room. Y/N gathered her stuff and quickly left towards the elevators, brushing Emily’s shoulder on the way out. The whole team, including Rossi and Hotch who’d left their offices, stood in shock at the agent's actions. Something was definitely wrong.

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This morning Y/N slept in for the first time in weeks, and not on purpose. She had slept through three alarms and would officially be late for work, but it didn’t bother her. The pain pounding through her head was insufferable. It felt as if her skull was squishing her brain, waiting for it to explode. So she took her time getting ready, pausing every few minutes to sit and attempt to not pass out or throw up. Could she have just opted to take the day off? Yes. But she was too stubborn for that.

She eventually made it to work, slowly making her way through the glass doors, now almost an hour late according to her watch. But when she finally looked up from the floor, no one was at their desks, or in the kitchen, or milling around the bullpen. It was silent. As much as she admired the peace and quiet, it was bugging her, where the hell was everyone else. Curiously she made her way up the stairs, peeking into Hotch and Rossi’s empty offices, then towards the conference room that suspiciously had the door closed and shades drawn.

She opened the door slowly, expecting to also find no one, but was wrong. The whole team was sitting at and standing around the table, previously talking lowly amongst themselves.

“What the hell is going on? Why are you all in the fucking dark in silence? It’s weird.” Y/N’s voice caught the attention of her friends and boss, everyone staring at her with shock or concern plastered on their faces.

“Come sit down Y/N.” Hotch finally spoke up, his hands crossed at his chest nodding his head to the empty chair in the centre of the table.

“Fine.” Y/N snickered, moving slowly towards the chair. “What is this? An intervention?” Y/N laughed as she sat down in the chair, sliding down into a comfortable position. The room stayed silent. “Will someone please fucking say something!” She waved her hands in the air and looked to Emily, then Spencer then Derek.

“Y/N.” Derek sighed, moving away from the window where he was previously leaning, catching the attention of Y/N. “We’ve all noticed some changes in your behaviour recently and we just wanted to see what was going on.”

“Yeah.” Emily’s voice perked up from beside Y/N, moving to place her hand on top of the other agent’s. “We’re all worried for you, you haven’t been yourself. You get mad at the smallest of things, you’re constantly tired and falling asleep everywhere. Is there something you need to tell us? Are you-” Emily couldn’t even finish her sentence.

Y/N shook her head in disbelief, they probably think I’m an alcoholic or drug user. Unbelievable. “Wow!” She laughed out, snatching her hand away from Emily’s. “Okay, so how about you guys take a guess at what’s wrong with me and I’ll tell you if you’re right.” Everyone’s jaw dropped at her outburst, not wanting to say anything to make it worse. “Hm. Go ahead. Or are you too scared?” Y/N stood up from her chair.

“That’s enough Y/L/N.” Hotch sternly expressed to the agent, urging her to calm down.

“No, Hotch. I’ve had enough! This is bullshit.” Y/N began walking towards the door behind her, only to be stopped by Derek. “Move.” She argued but he didn’t budge. “Stop it Derek, let me leave.”

“No.” He uncrossed his arms, now softly holding her forearms.

“Derek,” She was really frustrated now, tears began welling up in her eyes. “I swear to god.” She shook her head at him, her voice was breaking. The physical and emotional pain was getting too much. The pounding in her head was so loud she thought her ear drums were going to burst. Derek saw her pain, swiftly moving to pull her into a tight hug, one that she didn’t reciprocate but also didn’t try to remove herself from. She broke down, for the first time in months she’d finally let go. She stood there, crying into Derek’s chest as he held her tight, protecting her, the room was quiet besides the sound of Y/N crying.

This was the first time any of them had seen her cry in the 6 months of knowing her, not even after hard cases. They looked at each other, hearts breaking for their colleague and friend. After a moment she began to move and Derek’s grip on her loosened. She wiped her bare face and held her head down as she went to sit back down. “Talk to us honey.” JJ was now in the seat beside her, stroking her back lightly.

She took a deep breath before she spoke again. “I have chronic migraines. I have since I was 15. And since working here, they’ve been worse than ever. Especially today.” She stopped, I sound so stupid, she thought to herself. Emily squeezed her shoulder encouraging her to keep going. Y/N sniffled, “I guess the heaviness of the cases, the workload, the stress has been getting to me a lot more recently. And don’t get me wrong, I love this job and you guys,” She lifted her head to look at her friends who were now all sitting or standing in front of her. “But sometimes it’s just too much and the emotional pain turns into physical which then turns into anger and a bad mood.” She looked back down at her hands, picking at her nails.

“Well why didn’t you tell any of us you were struggling?” Rossi spoke kindly from across the table, meeting eyes with Y/N.

Y/N’s mouth twists before speaking, trying to stop the tears. “I didn’t want to burden you. You guys have your own lives. And I’ve been dealing with it by myself for so long I thought I had it under control.” Her voice cracks at the end causing everyone’s hearts to shatter. How did they not see this earlier? They all thought to themselves.

“Y/N, look at me.” Derek was now behind her, she looked up behind her shoulder. “You are not a burden. You are an incredible and important asset to this team and this family. That’s what we are.” He smiled down at her.

“And that means that we’re always here for each other, good or bad.” Penelope’s sweet voice spoke next from further down the table. “Okay?” She asks when Y/N looks like she doesn’t believe her.

She stayed silent for a while, thinking about their words. Slowly she began nodding her head, careful not to increase the pain. “Okay.” She smiled at her team.

“How about you go sleep off the pain in my office for a bit?” Rossi offered, she almost rejected because she didn’t want to let them down but Rossi continued before she could open her mouth. “Just until we get a case, okay?” He hoped that would do the trick, and it did.

“Thank you.” She sniffled. “And I’m sorry for how rude I’ve been, it wasn’t intentional I promise.” She looked specifically at Emily and Derek who had received the brutal end of her outbursts.

So now the team was fixed once again, now knowing how to help Y/N on her good and bad days.

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#Criminal Minds #criminal minds imagine #bau team #bau x reader #fem!reader #chronic migraine #angst #fluf #derek morgan #emily prentiss #aaron hotchner #jenifer jareau #spencer reid #david rossi #penelope garcia #bau/reader

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eatmyassssssssz · 1 year

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warnings: tooth rotting fluff, actual love, obvious relationship pre-fic, civilian!reader, soft crying because he's too kind, he loves you, like a lot, soft smut, kiss-y smut, könny is a big ol' slut for thighs.

enjoy!!

he wraps his arms round your hips, holding you close to himself, peppering your head with kisses. he'd just got comfortable enough with you to not wear his mask around you.

once he'd finished kissing your head, you turn around to face him and look up at him for just a few moments, admiring all of his features, admiring his jaw, his bridged nose, his clept lip, his everything.

he might, in his own head, not look perfect, but to you, he was nothing short of angel like, perfection, innocence in a 6'10 military man who can kill people with little to no regard.

"könny, i love you. i really do." saying 'i love you' between the two of you was rare. not because you didn't, but because you wanted to keep the meaning of the word 'love' sacred, something to be blessed upon, not a greeting, or a casual word, or something you can say infront of people. for sensitive times, sensual times, close times, between the two of you and the two of you only.

he kisses your nose, and whispers to you. "i do too, maus, i love you too." he meant it with every cell in his body. every single cell in his body continued for you, his heart only pounds in his chest when you speak with him, he feels.

he may not be the most handsome, or the richest, or the most experienced, or the most important to others, but to you? to you he was. to you, hes perfect, everything you want and could ever need.

"i don't deserve you." he coos at you, his accent soft, his arms hugging your waist lovingly and full of sweet feeling.

"kön, you know i don't like you saying things like that..." he nods in reply to your disapproval. "yes, i do. but i really don't."

"don't make me hug you to death, mister!"

"oh nooooo!" he laughs lazily. this was the real him, the real könig, not just the operator behind KorTac or the man who can shoot a gun or the man who's killed many.

he hated that him. he loathed it. but moments like this? moments like this runs his mind dry of any negative thoughts. all thats in his mind is how he loves you and everything you do and how every single second with you is the new best second of his life.

he sighs lovingly, mind filled of appreciation that he managed to get someone as perfect as you. "oh, i love you.."

"you already said that, könny."

"yes, but you need to know it off by heart."

"i do, but I'm not going to refuse it."

he smiles softly, a dimple on his face becoming more obvious. his downturned smile was encapsulating all of his adoration for you.

"sweetheart, you're perfect. please don't refuse it."

"mhn, i won't."

kisses became longful kisses, longful kisses because sensual kisses, sensual became needy, needy became begging.

"oh, i love you, honey, i do, oh, i do.." he whines out as you rub the fabric of his boxers, specially teasing his poor little sensitive tip. "i know, baby, i know...just take that stimulation for me..be good." he nods in response. you discard his boxers after 5 more minutes of torture, swiping the pad of your soft skinned thumb over his delicate cock.

"p-please..maus!"

he bucks up one more time before a long bead string of cum leaves him, tears running down his delicate face.

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skz-fanfic-recs · 8 days

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can't stop seeing stars by daltokkis

“seungmin,” minho squints, tapping his pen against his clipboard with a frown, “you and your cabin have been here quite a lot lately." his faux serious facade fades as he lets out a giggle. “we have n-” the last few weeks of seungmin’s life flash before his eyes. "chan skinned his knee trying to copy changbin's backflips." "hyunjin ‘accidentally’ threw the volleyball into jisung’s face." “changbin's got stung by a bee." “in my butt!” “…in his butt…” his smile drops and he stares minho dead in the eyes. he drops his voice to a whisper as if jeongin, who is literally standing next to him, wouldn’t be able to hear. “listen. it’s not me. it’s them.” he picks jeongin up by the armpits, shaking him in front of minho for good measure. “look at him.”

seungmin is a camp counselor whose kids keep getting injured. minho is the camp nurse who is convinced that seungmin is just coming up with any excuse to come see him.

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bean-bean2000 · 3 days

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The Maid - Part 10

Pairing: Loki x reader

Warnings: Angst, mentions of violence, depression, mentions of suicide, despair, feeling trapped. Mentions of abuse and rape.

Please read at your own risk. Your own media consumption is not my responsibility. Please read and review the warnings before proceeding.

Thank you and enjoy!

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You stand there, staring at each other until Loki breaks the silence.

"Why do you keep lying to me? What are you hiding from me?" he questions you, eyeing you up and down.

"I - I'm not hiding anything, I just -" you're cut-off by Loki slamming his hand against the reading desk next to him.

You shriek in fear and jump away.

"Damn it, woman! I will give you one last chance." staring into your eyes, you can see the anger swirling behind them.

You're breathing heavy, staring at him like a deer caught in headlights. Unable to form an answer, your eyes are frantically searching around the room for a way out.

"I've enchanted the room. You can't leave and nobody can come in." he says, stalking closer to you like a predator ready to pounce on his prey.

"Are you a witch? A spy? A traitor? A clever ploy, how could anyone suspect a mere maid of anything?" He's circling you now. Your hairs stand on the back of your neck.

"No, I'm not a witch." you choke out.

"Ah so a spy or a traitor then?" he hisses.

"No - I'm... not I swear to you." He closes the distance between you again, towering over you in rage.

Boldly, you look up at him "Having trouble finding a lie? Because there isn't one." you bite back.

A smirk pulls at his lips as he studies you.

"So, not a witch, nor a traitor nor a spy... then what could you be hiding from me, the king and why?" he questions aloud.

You swallow thickly and stare at the floor.

"I don't know" you whisper as you look up.

"You don't what you're hiding or why you're lying?" he retorts.

You let out a shaky sigh as you pull out a chair and sit down. Loki follows suit, sitting in front of you.

He looks at you expectantly, waiting for your answer.

"No. I'm not a witch, or spy or traitor." you say to him, staring directly into his eyes. You see him searching for your lies but sits back when he can't find one.

"I don't know who I am. I'm nobody." your voice is shaking from containing your emotions.

"How do you mean? That is impossible" Loki replies dryly.

"And before you even think about it, there's no way out of this until I'm satisfied with your answer."

You pull at your fingers in your lap.

Nothing left to lose now anyway

"My parents found me one night while they were travelling between realms. They used to work as intermediaries for the royals between the realms, carrying to a fro items to be traded. My father told me that he found me between the nine realms."

Loki interrupts you "that is impossible."

"My father was told the same by the others when he returned with me, an infant, hungry, cold and crying. He went to every realm and searched for my parents but nobody claimed me. Soon, word spread of how I was found and the realms forbade my father from bringing me to any of them, out of fear that I was cursed. My parents always wanted a child but were never able to have so they considered me a blessing rather than a curse, and they adopted me.

"As I grew up, I was isolated, feared amongst everyone as I was an 'unknown'. I didn't belong anywhere. My parents home schooled me, until I was 18, since nobody would let me within a few feet from any of the villages. Then, my mother fell very ill. Healers refused to come to her aid in fear of crossing my path and being cursed as well. They warned my father that I was the reason for her illness and that she would never heal.'"

"A few years later, it was apparent that she was dying, quickly. My father could not bear it and turned to alcohol."

**flashback**

"Father, please stop! I can't do this alone!" you screamed at him desperately.

He stumbled across the room in rage in his drunken state.

"This would have never happened had I left you there to die. Everyone warned me but I could not believe that an infant could ever cause such suffering. Yet, here I am, watching my wife die as everybody watches and nobody helps. BECAUSE OF YOU!" his voice booms against the walls of your home.

"You're the reason we will both die. You were a curse disguised in an infants form. You will forever plague everyone and everything you touch." he spits at you. Chugging the last bit of the bottle he throws it across the room, shattering on the floor.

"I never wanted you. I should have left you but she insisted you were only an infant, innocent... bah, FOOLS! You were never my daughter and never will be. You have caused the demise of this home and will suffer the rest of your life because of it." he growled at you as he slapped you across your face, sending you spiralling over the kitchen table.

Your mind was buzzing from the hit, unable to focus, until you feel your body being lifted and thrown to the wet ground.

"GET OUT! Stay out with the animals where you belong. Never return." he screamed at you and hurled another object in your direction.

"I said GET OUT! GET OUT OF MY SIGHT!" he yelled as you scrambled to your feet in fear and ran as far as you could for as long as possible before collapsing on the ground in the middle of a field. You sobbed until you could no longer produce tears or feel anything. You felt hollow. The worst loneliness you have ever felt. You truly had nobody.

The next morning you awoke on the floor. Willing yourself to get up and find food and water, you stumbled upon a crowd, murmurring to themselves.

"Have you heard they both died last night? He threw her out and they shortly died after. They were found next to each other on the bed. They should have listened to the warnings. She is a curse." a stranger said to another as they worked through their items on the selling kiosk.

You felt like you couldn't breathe. You turned around and felt your feet pounding against the earth, running in any direction away from them. Tears flowed down your face freely as you ran and ran.

When you stopped, you collapsed once more onto the ground.

You were thrown away like an animal. Left to your devices, in the wild, with nothing.

They were right. I am cursed.

**end of flashback**

You shook your head from the terrible memories that replayed in your mind but when you looked back into Loki's eyes you knew he had seen your flashback. He stared at you with such pity and understanding.

Embarrassed you stood up quickly from your seat. Blinking away the tears.

"To answer your question, again. I am nobody. As you said, I am simply a maid." you looked at him with your lips placed in a tight smile.

Before he could say anything you grabbed your supplies "I must finish cleaning, my king. I have fallen behind schedule." you say to him mechanically.

He watches you as you climb the stairs and resume your cleaning.

Tapping his fingers on the table he releases the enchantment and walks out.

You let out a breath you didn't realize you were holding in and lean against a wall.

How much of that did he see, if anything at all? Why did he look at me like that? Now that he knows some of my truth, he will surely cast me out like everyone else has. He is no different. Nobody wants to deal with a cursed woman. Especially not a king.

You sigh heavily as you continue sweeping, keeping your mind busy with the task at hand.

At the end of the day you retire to your room and sit on the floor, back leaning on the bed.

"I can do this. Just like we practiced. Focus on pushing those feelings down, locked away. Make sure you feel nothing before waking." you say to yourself.

You close your eyes and begin imagining locking your heart, and all emotions with it in a box, sealed tight and tucked away in the deepest parts of your mind. Once you felt hollow, felt nothing, you opened your eyes.

You walk to to the bathroom and stare at your reflection.

"Good. It worked."

Your eyes are blank and dull and now shining bright blue. Nothing is seen behind them. You feel empty, and finally at peace.

You've dissociated.

You had found out you could do this, years ago to survive through the trauma. You don't know how or why, but never cared to look into it as it has kept you alive far longer than without it.

"Now, hold on to this as long as you can and just keep going." you say aloud, comforting yourself in the dire room.

You lay down on the bed and close your eyes.

With your emotions and memories locked away in the deepest parts of your mind, you fall asleep easily.

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shpepyao · 1 year

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Another OC, alive loaf of bread in a cat form, named Dzi Usually I draw her as a blob, but sometimes she gets serious

#oc #original character #character design #creature design #cat #cat design #cat creature #anthro #anthropomorphic #mosnter #fluf

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gatobrujoart · 2 years

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💜:Catch you!

💚: Shinsou kun, is this supposed to be your final move?😊

💜:Yes! Surrender chu 😚 chu😚❤️❤️

Just some shindeku sketch to start the day.

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namorslutfanfiction · 1 year

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“You sat next to me on the airplane and fell asleep on my shoulder and I don’t want to move you cause you look so comfortable. Oh and you’re hot.” with tenoch please and many thanx

Whoever you are nonnie, I love you.

Summary: Tenoch is heading back home for a little vacation after the success of Wakanda Forever. With all the flight cancellations due to short staffing he volunteers to downgrade his seat so he can leave on time. He didn't expect to end up next to you.

Fluffy Meet Cute

AN: Not proofread because I'm too lazy right now.

He was exhausted to say the least. Two cancelled flights and a 4 hour delay and Tenoch finally found himself boarding a plane back to Mexico. He had been looking forward to the first class seats he had original booked but with all the disruptions he had opted for economy class to get himself onto the next flight home.

The whirlwind of press tours and special appearances after the success of Wakanda Forever was something Tenoch was incredibly grateful for. But his schedule had increased 10 fold. With some coordination with his manager he was able to get three weeks off to go home and relax and see his family. He had never been so thankful to get a break in his life.

He was one of the first to board the plane and opted for an aisle seat. Already feeling himself getting sleepy, he put in his AirPods and stared off into space. He wasn't worried about being recognized as he still had his cap on and opted to keep his mask on until the flight took off. He would rather not cause a ruckus considering his new found 'super stardom' as his manager liked to call it. Surprisingly it took awhile for anyone to ask to sit in the seats next to him. When someone tapped his shoulder he looked up.

You stood there looking timid wearing a comfortable crewneck pullover, jeans, and sneakers. You wore no hat or mask and when you gestured to the window seat, Tenoch only nodded and stood up to let you scoot in. The actor was thankful that his face was mostly covered or else you probably would have noticed his jaw dropping a little at the sight of you. You were his type to a tee. He noticed you having difficulty with your carry on and easily lifted it from your hands and arranged it in the overhead.

"Just go sit. I can do that for you," he replied, glancing at you again. You smiled at him and whispered a quick 'thank you'. Tenoch tried not to smile stupidly back at you. You were stunning and he was trying to get his thoughts in order. If he wasn't so tired he would have made a witty comment or started flirting with you.

You took your seat at the window as the rest of the passengers continued to board the plane. Tenoch glanced at you and took his aisle seat, contemplating moving over into the middle seat so he was next to you. The actor had spent the better part of the last two years being hyper focused on his work, especially with his entrance into the MCU. He hated to say it but he was a little rusty when it came to flirting.

There was another tap on his shoulder and Tenoch looked over to see a woman with her child. "Would it be okay if you took the seat next to you? There's a seat behind yours and my son would be able to sit in front of me. There are no more seats next to each other."

Tenoch obliged immediately and moved to the center seat. The boy was around 10 years old and smiled up at him. "Thank you, sir."

Tenoch noticed the boy had a Namor shirt on and smiled knowingly. He helped the boy get belted in as they prepared for take off. Once all settled, Tenoch took off his hat and pulled his mask down. There was a gasp from the little boy as well as from you next to him.

Tenoch put a finger to his lips to quiet the boy. The boy nodded and was practically giddy with excitement. The boy whispered, "You're Namor."

"Yes I am. But I need you to stay quiet for me ok? It's late and a lot of people will be sleeping while we fly back home," Tenoch instructed him gently.

"I will. Can I take a selfie with you?" The boy asked pleadingly. Tenoch ruffled his hair and told him he would once they were up in the air.

True to his word, once the plane had reached cruising altitude Tenoch took a picture with the boy using his mother's phone. The mother was happy but far too shy to take her own picture with him, although the actor offered. Tenoch settled back into his seat while the boy put on some headphones and started to drift off to sleep with a smile on his face. Tenoch adjusted the blanket to make sure it didn't fall off the dozing boy.

"That was very sweet of you Mr. Huerta," You whispered to him.

Tenoch looked down fondly at the boy before turning to you, "It's the least I can do. Seeing kids like him reacting so positively has made it all worth it."

"You were amazing in the film. I do think Namor overreacted a little bit when he offed Ramonda," You replied teasingly.

Tenoch chuckled then stuck out his hand for you to shake, "Call me Tenoch. It's nice to meet you."

"Y/n. It's nice to meet you too. I won't bother you for a picture as much as I'd like to brag to everyone that I met Agua Papi. But I am exhausted and need to catch some sleep," You replied as you unfolded your blanket and wrapped it around yourself.

Tenoch couldn't help but blush at the nickname. He'd had his fair share of admiring fans over the years but the attention he was now receiving was leaving him a little flustered. Just like that he had missed his opportunity to strike up a conversation with you. He suppressed the sigh that was building in his chest and turned his music back on. The actor leaned his head back and turned to you slightly before closing his eyes.

He didn't know how long he was sleeping for when the need to use the bathroom woke him up. Tenoch moved to stretch when he felt a weight on his shoulder. When he turned he saw the crown of your head. That's when he realized that you had fallen asleep and unconsciously leaned on his shoulder. Immediately he froze, not wanting to disturb you.

Tenoch was stuck in the best way possible. Now that you were leaned against him he was intoxicated by how good you smelled. It had to be your shampoo or your perfume. He didn't know but he would be happy to sit there forever if it meant he would smell that scent. But his bladder was screaming at him.

After a fierce internal battle, Tenoch decided he would have to get up and hopefully not wake you. With the most care he could muster he turned slightly towards you and brought his hand up to your face. He cradled the side of your face and used his shoulder to gently shift your head so you would turn into his palm. You sighed in your sleep and Tenoch froze.

You were now nuzzled into the hand he had brought up to your face. He couldn't help but stare at your face as you dozed softly in his touch. Once you had settled once more, he leaned your head against the side of the plane. His hand cupped your cheek with affection before relinquishing his hold and slowly getting up. Tenoch celebrated silently at the success but realized he would have to get around the dozing boy as well.

He stared down at the boy for a moment and listened to the quiet plane. Most of the passengers were asleep or enjoying their own silent activities. As the actor attempted to slide past the boy without jostling him, the child stretched languidly and looked up. The boy's eyes grew wide before he giggled softly at the awkward position of the man in front of him. He lifted his short legs onto the seat, making room for the older man.

"Gracias, ninito," Tenoch whispered to the boy with a smile. As he headed down the aisle of the plane he didn't notice that you had woken up and were watching him.

You were blushing to yourself. You had woken when he had put his hand on your cheek but you had been to nervous to say anything. His hands were soft but strong and feeling how gently he moved you made your heart skip a beat. You hadn't meant to lean on him but you had a tendency to fidget a bit in your sleep.

"He thinks you're pretty," the boy suddenly whispered to you, leaning across the open space of Tenoch's chair.

You blushed, "I'm embarrassed that I fell asleep on him."

"He looks at you the way my sister's boyfriend looks at her," the boy continued

"And how is that exactly?" You humored the boy, although you didn't believe him.

"Like he wants to eat her," the boy said non-chalantly. Your eyes grew wide at his pronouncement. "My mama says that's a good thing."

Without another word the boy settled back into his chair, curled in a ball to allow Tenoch the space to get back to his seat. You were left speechless and contemplative. It had been like a dream when you had sat down and realized who you were sharing a row with. Not only did you love Tenoch Huerta, the actor, but you appreciated his activism and intellect. He was someone you admired deeply and of course found incredibly attractive. But were you shy and had shut down at the prospect of actually seeing your idol in real life.

Just as you were considering if you wanted to ask Tenoch for a picture before your flight landed, he started making his way back to his seat. You nodded at him as he sat back down. He whispered to the boy, apparently telling him he could stretch out again since the boy moved his legs off his seat.

"Going back to sleep?" Tenoch asked with a kind smile on his face.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to lean on you," you apologized.

"No need to apologize, I also leaned on you. I'm just much taller than you are," he chuckled but kept eye contact. You could feel a blush growing on your face at his attentiveness. He was more handsome in person. He had a five o'clock shadow but was otherwise clean shaven. From this close you could see some of his white hairs peeking through his black strands at his temples. You admired him as he did the same to you. Tenoch took in all your features marveling at how each fit together so perfectly. From your nose, to the shape of your eyes, to the slight upturn of your lips. It had been a long time since either of you had felt like you were in the presence of someone beautiful.

The moment stretched between you two. Taking each other in and forgetting to speak. When you finally locked eyes you would swear that your pupils must have exploded at the same time his did.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to stare. It's not every day I get on a flight and sit next to someone I admire so much," You babbled out as you looked away, patting your cheeks to try to get your blush to fade.

"You admire me?" Tenoch asked, his voice low, his eyes never leaving your face. He could tell that you were flustered but his heart was racing. The Latin man was a pleasure seeker, had always been, but the satisfaction that had flooded his senses at seeing your eyes darken with desire was unparalleled.

You didn't notice Tenoch leaning closer as you babbled your response, "Of course I admire you. I mean, not only do you play Namor and helped bring indigenous Mexicans into the spot light, but you also actively speak up for minorities and against colorism. Your activism is only outdone by your extensive list of acting credits. Which I also have to say is impressive since you really tried to work with up and coming POC creators."

Tenoch paused and couldn't help but smile. He didn't want to sound conceited but talking about some of his past work was one of his favorite topics. Some of his short films were passion projects that he took on almost exclusively because he wanted to help that director or writer as much as he could. The only way he would be able to see more people like him on screen was empowering the people who would cast those faces.

"What have you seen?" Tenoch asked curious.

"Everything." You laughed, embarrassed at the admission as you finally met his eyes again, "Not to sound like a stalker or anything. But when I really like an actor I watch everything they have ever been in to the best of my abilities. I just got done watching your entire filmography a couple weeks ago."

It was Tenoch's turn to blush. He started to pepper you with questions about your opinions on some of his work. Soon you were both fully engaged in an in depth discussion of Latin Cinema, colorism, and racism among colonized societies. Although whispered, the excitement and chemistry that exuded from the conversation was palpable.

A couple hours passed and you let out a yawn. Your conversation had devolved into jokes about long flights and what Tenoch had planned for his vacation. He looked at you concerned, "We still have another hour and a half until we are supposed to land. You should get some sleep. I didn't mean to keep you up."

You smiled and, feeling bold, you took his hand, "I have enjoyed every minute of staying up talking to you, Tenoch."

Tenoch looked down at you fondly and squeezed your hand. You yawned again and Tenoch took his other hand and placed it on your cheek, "Sleep now, hermosa. I'll wake you when the plane starts to land."

Tenoch gently guided your head to lean back onto his shoulder. You leaned in and relished the feeling as sleep overtook you. You felt him squeeze your hand again but not let go as you drifted off to sleep.

You were the one to wake up once the announcement was made that you would be starting your descent. Tenoch was asleep, his cheek pressed to the crown of your head and his hand still wrapped around yours. Your heart was racing and you honestly thought you might be dreaming. His hand was so much bigger than yours. His shoulder firm and muscular. He smelled fresh despite the hours he had spent in the airport and on the plane. You didn't want to break this peaceful spell that you were under.

The seatbelt light came on and you knew you had to wake him. But impulsively you decided to pat his cheek slightly to stir him as you sat up. As he blinked and stretched you reached over to pull his seatbelt around and clipped it. His hands covered yours that were dangerously close to his crotch just as the pilot announced that landing out be starting momentarily.

You were leaned over in front of Tenoch, his hand still on yours that gripped his belt, your faces millimeters from each other. Your breathe intermingled. Time seemed to stop as Tenoch looked into your eyes then glanced down at your lips. One of his hands came up to cup your cheek and you instinctively leaned into his touch.

"Are you guys going to kiss?" The boy's voice broke through the moment and you immediately pulled away and sat back into your seat. Tenoch took a deep breath and addressed the boy, "She was just helping me with my seat belt."

"That looked like more than that," the boy said skeptically.

Before Tenoch could reply the intercom announced the successful landing and soon the off boarding of the plane. Tenoch put his mask and cap back on and you readied yourself as each row took their turn getting off the plane. The actor helped the mother and son with their luggage and sent them off in front of him. He turned to you and you could see the smile in his eyes despite the mask.

"I'll get your bag for you, hermosa," He whispered as you made your way into the aisle. Tenoch offered to carry your bag as you disembarked but you insisted on carrying it. You walked companionably through the tunnel and onto the gate with your shoulders bumping into each other occasionally.

Tenoch was shyly glancing at you every now and then and you were sure you were blushing bright pink. You separated when you got to immigration. But you caught Tenoch looking at you a few times across the way, and he winked at you each time. He was waiting for you after and accompanied you to baggage claim. Tenoch, ever the gentleman, helped you retrieve your luggage and walked with you down the terminal to where arrivals was located.

Once there you both realized at the same time that this is where you parted, probably to never see each other again. You turned to Tenoch and took his hands, feeling bold after the positive interactions. "This has got to be one of the most pleasant flights I've been on thanks to you. It was amazing meeting you. I guess they were wrong when they said 'don't meet your idols'."

Tenoch leaned in to whisper into your ear, "This was definitely the best flight I've been on. I could spend hours, days talking to you. Thank you, hermosa."

You blushed again and welcomed the hug that Tenoch initiated. As you pulled away you received a phone call. Tenoch also reached for his trilling phone. You shared one last look and shrugged your shoulders as you answered the phone and turned away, heading to your ride that was no doubt the one calling you. You didn't see the way Tenoch was watching you with wistful eyes as he barely listened to his manage as they asked him how the flight went.

"It was great. The best," Tenoch replied as he made his way out of the airport.

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Alright friends, cute, simple. maybe too simple. give me a break I love meet cutes.

#tenoch x reader #tenoch huerta #tenoch huerta mejia #jose tenoch huerta mejia #Tenoch fic #namorslutfanfiction #namorfanfic #fluf

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tsubaki94 · 4 months

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Happy Truce and Happy New Year @skittlespoxxum

I'm your Truce Gifter this year.

Your promotes were all inspiring and I wanted to write something this year making them all even better. I'm so sad that I couldn't weave in Danielle somehow but the others I got to some degree. I'm a sucker for Danny/Dash pairing and was delighted to make something where they could be a couple. It might not be clear in this fic but Dash is the leader in a relationship, able to both take command in any situation but caring for his partner and their need to function. Danny is very much the cuddly type, needing lots of comfort and affirmation.

The chapters will be going up continuously today as I'm giving them a final dead thought but I wanted to make sure you got this gift before 2024.

Now onward to a New Year. ^^

#danny phantom #phandom holiday truce 2023 #truce 2023 #danny fenton #Danny/Dash #Fluf #fanfic #fic #ao3 #I wanted to do art as well but couldn't find the time #half of this fic was written at work on my phone #happy truce #phandom truce 2023

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b00knerd1o1 · 10 months

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Wednesdays Introduction to Squishmallows

Summary:

Enid brings a colorful squishmallow into the dorm room and it goes about as well as you would expect.

The methodical clicking of her typewriter could lull anyone into a trance, Anyone but Wednesday Addams. She stays vigilant. She Runs through her novel ideas, types them up, and keeps tabs on her surroundings simultaneously. Little in her surroundings requires her attention. Enid had snuck out for the night. Thing was resting peacefully next to her, and little else in the isolated room would warrant her attention. Despite the tranquility around her, Wednesday keeps all her senses open. She might not have supper hearing, but she still catches onto the thrumb of footsteps rushing up the stairs. She continues her work- even when the door swings open with a bang- but devotes more of her attention to her surroundings than before.

The sound of Enid flopping onto her bed with an annoying crinkly bag floats through the room. She had been on a late-night shopping spree. What could warrant the bubbly girl to set out in the middle of the night for one eludes Wednesday. She feels that if she asks her roommate, she will be trapped listening to her drone on about mundane, inconsequential facts, so she stays silent. Thing, on the other hand, swings off her table and scurries over to Enid to see what treasure she has brought back.

“Hello, Thing!” Enid’s overly cheery voice rings out, accompanied by more shifting and plastic crinkling. Wednesdays cant see Thing to discern what he communicates, but Enid’s side of the conversation tells her all she needs to know. “It’s so cute, right? I’ve wanted to get one forever, but I never saw one I really liked until now! When I heard they were getting a shipment, I knew I had to get one. No matter what!”

Her attention is fully drawn to the conversation for a second, her fingers stall over the keys to her typewriter, and she cocks her head slightly to the side.

“Come join us Wednesday!” Enid’s voice rings out before she can correct her mistake. She reluctantly turns around but stops dead when she sees the enormous egg-shaped ball of pastel rainbow sitting on Enid’s bed.

“What is that?” She asks, horrified.

“A Squishmallow,” Enid replies as if it should be obvious.

“And what exactly is that?” Wednesday asks, not dating, to take a step any closer to the abomination.

“Their supper fluffy stuffed animals. Try hugging it!” Enid trusts the toy forward, and Wednesday quickly sidesteps.

“I don’t engage in hugging, and I would never touch something so horrendously and unnecessarily colorful.”

“The color is half Its appeal!” Enid says, bouncing up and down.

“And what’s the other half?” Wednesday deadpans.

“The squish! It’s as fluffy as a cloud!” Enid shouts as she spins around and squeezes it tight to her chest.

“It looks like you’re strangling it,” Wednesday observes out loud. Enid stops and looks down at the toy quizzically.

“I guess your right.” She says. A little of the joy falling from her face. “It’s still cute, tho.” Wednesday scoffs but decides not to say anything as Enid rearranges the rest of her stuffed unicorn collection to fit its new addition.

After a couple of weeks of the hideous unicorn sitting on Enid’s side of the room, Wednesday forgets about it. While it is one of the worst offenders regarding Enid’s affinity for all things colorful, it easily blends into the rest of her side of the room. Every couple of nights, Enid will pull the plush from its place and squeeze it tightly while listening to bland commercialized pop music. She continuously bugs Wednesday, asking her if she wants to feel how soft it is.

“You don't even have to hug it. Just squish it a little.”

“No.”

“Come on. It’s life-changing, I promise!”

“I’ve had enough life-changing events to deal with. I don't need to break out in a bunch of hives just to touch a stuffed animal.”

“Oh.” Enid practically deflates. “I forgot.” She fidgets uncomfortably for a second, and Wednesday turns away from her to return to her writing.

The next time Enid brings the Stuffie out, she doesn't pester Wednesday. The same happens the next time, the next time, and the next time. Soon enough, Wednesday becomes confident she will never have to deal with it again. That is until she walks into their room one day to find a plastic bag on her bed.

She grumbles and walks over to move it to Enid’s bed when she notices a note tucked into the side of the bag with her name on it. She picks it up and scans over its contents.

Howdy Roomy!

I bet you thought you could escape the Squishmallows.

NEVER!

I Spent forever searching but I found a fully black and white one for you for resale! It’s even spooky!

Give it a good squeeze for me!

-Enid!!!

Wednesday cautiously peals the plastic away to find a black and white cartoon skeleton peering up at her. She stares down at its eyes and picks it up to toss into the corner when her hand sinks through. She looks at the toy astonished, and squeezes it again. The fluff inside gives way easily under her pressure but springs back up immediately when she releases it. After a tense moment, Wednesday brings it up to her chest and squeezes.

The hug- if you could even call it that- lasts only a few seconds, but it’s the longest one she’s ever had control over. Other people were difficult to embrace- literally and physically- but the stuffed toy had no emotions or wants for her to deal with. It won't linger too long or pick her up awkwardly and swing her around like a child. If she were to hug it again, she would be in complete control. So she places it next to her pillow.

She begins walking towards her typewriter when she notices Thing from the corner of her eye, “Not a word of this to anyone.”

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