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enhastolemyheart · 1 year

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𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐆 — PARK SUNGHOON

pairing | bf!sunghoon x reader (fem implied)

genre | est. relationship, shopping au

synopsis | wanting to revamp your closet, your boyfriend takes you out for a shopping date.

word count | 0.5k

warnings | idk uh cursing? suggestive(?) so read at ur own discretion (i swear it wasnt my intention to do so), proofread but lmk if any mistakes.

a/n | hihi!! I'm here with another hoon fic! this is rather on the shorter side sorry abt that. it shouldn't be surprising considering the amount of bias wrecking he did lately, like im scared when it's promotions szn or even the mv release ahhh but anyways hope you guys like this work! requests are open and so is the taglist!! reblogs and feedback is highly appreciated!! enjoy reading!!

"Hey is this good?"

Your boyfriend looks up at you from his phone, scanning the dress you choose to try on. he breaks into a little smile when you sees a cute lavender sundress hugging your body in all the right places, flowing into a cute A-line skirt by your thighs.

"Woah..." He dazed off before bringing himself together with a smirk evident. "it looks so pretty on you baby." your face burned and you went back inside to change and show him another one of your picks. this one is definitely a yes.

Sunghoon finally got a break from his schedule, and you needed to revamp your closet. killing two birds with one stone, Sunghoon decided to take you shopping, donating all the clothing that doesn't fit you anymore.

You come back after changing into a bodycon dress this time, you wouldn't necessarily wear dresses, but the weather has been hot recently and you wanted to try being confident in dresses more. plus, Sunghoon loves to see you in dresses. The dress was hugging your curves in all the right places, looking very flattering on you, you blush on the thought his reaction.

You walk out and face him, shyly biting your lip, softly calling out his name, "Hoon?"

When he looks up, his eyes widened as they rake your body. your ears redden before him. he walks up to you, taking your hand in his and twirls you, doing a three-sixty. he bites his lips before looking into your eyes, "beautiful my love, take this." you giggle before nodding. he pouts his lips slightly as if to ask for a kiss, and so you lean in, kissing his lips. he holds your face in his hands, "why don't you try on the dress that I chose my love?" You nod as you turn and walk away, excitement bubbling inside your chest.

You feel sexy when you put the dress on, it was a tight and rather scandalous dress. there is a mini slit on the left side of the fabric that really add to the beauty of the dress. it was backless and it was pink in color too, you knew that you were going to try this on as soon as your boyfriend layed his eyes on it, smirking as he picks the right size and requests you to try it on. you save this piece for the last and hope that there won't be people watching when you see his reaction 'cause honestly, Sunghoon won't be able to control himself.

and that's exactly what played out and you find yourself pinned against the mirror wall, inside the dressing room, his hands roaming all over your body and yours tangled in his hair. as soon as he saw you, he immediately took a hold of your hips, pushing you backwards into your dressing room as he latches his lips onto yours into a hungry kiss. You were glad that no one else was outside to see the commotion happening.

"You look so fucking beautiful, my love. " You can hear the sincerity in his voice.

"Thank you, Hoon."

He takes your hand in his before looking into your eyes, "let's go home? I have planned something." You giggle at his words, fingers running through his hair to smooth it out.

"Yeah, let's go home."

a/n | thank you all sm for reading! I wasn't even intending to make this suggestive but it just happend 😭😭but anyways, feedback and likes are highly appreciated! and I'll see you in the next one!

PEACE AND LOVE <;33

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dairyminki · 10 months

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Rielleeeeee, congrats on your milestone darling, im so so proud of you!! I would like to request some fluff with Wooyoung, based off taylor swift's how you get the girl 🤍 Take your time and congrats once again, your event is cute like you 🤍

✨️part of my 300 milestone event 🪄

title: broke your heart, i'll put it back together (song: how you get the girl by taylor swift)

pairing: jung wooyoung x fem!reader

genre: exes to lovers, fluff, angst if you squint

warning/s: none

wc: 1.2k

a/n: oh sweet chip!! 🥺 stfu she called me cute im blushing i got a lil carried away with this hence the wc but likeee i hope i somehow put enough fluff here for u to enjoy?? hehe tysm again bby! ♡

* reblogs and feedbacks are highly appreciated!

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Wooyoung was soaking wet.

However, he doesn't mind in the very least. Not even when the fabric of his dress shirt and slacks uncomfortably clings to his body, the wetness of it all spreading goosebumps in his skin as the nightly air blows past him.

See he's not planning on giving up. Not until you open the door and hear him out. Standing outside your doorstep while the rain is pouring doesn't really faze him that much.

Truth be told, Wooyoung's supposed to be aboard the plane right now—completely missing his flight which was just a couple minutes ago. While some may have panicked, he's all but that. Although, he is a tad bit nervous.

Not because he knows his parents will be bombarding him with phone calls and text messages once they know that he's not on a plane returning to gloomy London tomorrow morning—the hell with London and his furious parents. Rather, it's mainly because of you, and you're the only one Wooyoung cares about right now, frankly.

You—who he didn't even get a glimpse of for half a year. Which he thinks he really deserves after deciding to leave you out of the blue. Well, not really out of the blue since he had his reasons, and yeah, well…that's another story for later.

The thing is, tonight wasn't really planned in the slightest. In fact, Wooyoung, coming to your college reunion was a spontaneous decision made by him after Kang Yeosang—one of your friends—accidentally let the fact, that you'll be attending said reunion, slip out from his blabbering mouth.

That random information which luckily fell in Wooyoung's grasp spurred him to grab any clothing his eyes could land on and come rushing in his car to attend tonight's reunion which he so adamantly refused to go to.

And Wooyoung is glad that he did go. Because, as soon as he steps inside the nostalgic campus grounds and through the long hallway leading towards the gymnasium, he sees you.

You who looked stunning dressed in that white dress he had gifted you way back then, just barely a year in your relationship. Wooyoung bought that dress with the thought of putting a ring on your finger someday.

And he is hoping that despite all that's been said and done between you two, that 'someday' will still be just right around the corner.

If only you'd just open up and hear his words tonight, then it possibly would.

The heavens above might just be hearing his pleas, or he just looks too pathetic already that they can't stand a second longer of seeing him standing under the rain—if he's really unlucky, they might even send down a lightning bolt or something.

Wooyoung squints his eyes when he sees the beige curtains on your window move slightly. He wasn't sure at first if he was just seeing things, but then he catches sight of how one of your dangly earrings subtly produced a needle-like flash due to the LED lights on your porch.

His heart does a little leap at the fact of you peeking at him and the possibility of you opening the door.

But that moment of subtle joy fades when you open the door and then it reveals you—you with puffy eyes and a red nose. His heart almost breaks at the sight of you just hesitatingly opening the door even wider.

"You're insane." Were your first words to him that night.

"It's just a little rain," He replies, offering the smallest of smiles, not really sure how to react now that you're finally facing each other.

You sniffle and shake your head, for a second, you look down at your fiddling hands, and then you're looking back at him, gaze sharp, "Why are you here, Wooyoung?"

"I- well, I—"

"Why am I even talking to you?" You sigh, already moving to close the door but of course he puts a foot in, preventing the door from shutting on his face, and preventing you from shutting him away from your life furthermore.

"I'm really not supposed to be here right now, but here I am," Wooyoung spits out in a rush. "Please, just…hear me out?" He asks, his voice sounding out to be a lot smaller.

"Woo-" You stop yourself, sighing, "Come on in, let's get you dry first."

You were too nice, too nice even to someone who broke your heart, Wooyoung thinks. But that's why he's here, hell-bent on fixing things with you and proving to you that he won't do that same mistake of leaving you ever again.

"You're wearing the dress. I thought…you threw it already," Wooyoung speaks up by the time you come back to him with a towel and some spare clothes. His old clothes, he takes note.

"Y-Yeah, I thought it'd be suitable for the theme of the reunion." You shrug, handing him the towel while you hang the clean clothes on the sofa's arm. And then he hears you clear your throat.

"I know you're still drying yourself up, but…why are you here, Woo?"

"Funny you should ask me that because I should be in a plane back to London right now but-"

"You missed your flight?!" You cut off his ramblings with a shout.

"Willingly, Y/N. I missed my flight willingly and I'm very pleased with it." Wooyoung smirks.

"What would your-"

"And that is why you should hear me out tonight or my sacrifice would literally mean nothing," Wooyoung replies with a pout, and then he spreads the towel on half of the sofa, sits down, and then pats the empty space, that was also wet towel-free, beside him.

Wooyoung goes on about his mistakes, his reasons, and countless of apologies while you fiddled with the hem of your dress for most of it.

"I mean, i-it's only been six months, Woo. The memory is still fresh and…" You don't get to finish what you were saying as the tears finally escape you. Wooyoung immediately cups your face in his hands and wipes the tears that keep coming, his touch, ever so gentle.

"I would wait forever and ever. Because I want you for worse or for better, and everything in between, Y/N." He whispers, already in tears as well, and when your previously quivering lips break into a smile, he does the same.

But then, Wooyoung's phone resounds with a ding, which got both of your attention. You were the first one to look away and stare at the phone on the table, an audible gasp leaving your mouth when you saw the picture that served as his lockscreen.

"You never changed it…" You point out, looking back at him and seeing Wooyoung's lips break into an even wider grin.

A picture taken during the 26th of November, Wooyoung's birthday. A picture of him kissing you on the cheek while you're wearing your brightest smile. A picture he randomly self-captured with his phone as soon as his lips met the softness of your cheek—your giggles filling the entire apartment.

It was the same day that he gave you that dress, and the very day that you finally said yes to him being your boyfriend. The day you officially became his other half, and he, yours.

#wooyoung x reader #cromernet #pirateeznet #Hiraya-M #k-labels #ateez x reader #ateez scenarios #wooyoung fluff #ateez fluff #wooyoung scenarios #ateez imagine #dairyminkiwrites #dairyminki_atzwy #dairyminki's 300 milestone event #m: jaehunnyy #💌—dream.with.elle

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bbyquokka · 1 year

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Hello! 🌸 I’m new to your blog and just binge - read all your writings and you’re just so amazing in every way!

I was thinking of requesting a felix x fem reader (fluffy and suggestive) where you visit him at his dorm room and you guys end up just fully making out, dry humping and just squeezing and caressing each others bodies. Also you are usually quite the shy type but your soft dom side came out, especially when felix looked so good that day 🤭🥰

welcome to my blog and im glad you binge read my stuff ;-; thank you for your lovely compliment! 💞 here is your request, i hope its what you wanted. pls lemme know your thoughts and opinions – i welcome all feedback!

⌢ : ⤹ 🔥 i need you

→ PAIRING: Lee Felix x fem!reader

→ GENRE: college!au | smut | MDNI

→ SYNOPSIS: felix becomes consumed with neediness and desperation for you.

→ WORDS: 0.6k

→ have a request? send it to me here. read my rules to learn about my guidelines before submitting requests!

Feedback and reblogs are highly advised and appreciated!

→ m.list — → you can also read it on my ao3

"I've missed you so much." Felix says through laboured breaths. His lips attack every inch of your neck, face and lips. You laugh softly, holding onto his shoulders with your legs either side, straddling him.

"I've missed you too, lix." You tangle your fingers in his hair, tugging at the soft locks as his lips lock onto yours in a heated kiss. You had a free period, it's supposed to be a study period but you took the time to visit your boyfriend.

His dorm is empty, his roommates all in their designated classes, so it's just you and him and who knows what the two of you could get up to. You haven't seen him for a few days due to your classes clashing with each other. When you have free periods, he has class and vice versa.

"You're so fucking beautiful to me. Fuck! You're driving me insane, y/n." He inhales your sickly sweet scent, the smell of vanilla and strawberry hitting his nostrils, clouding his mind. You hum, biting his neck softly in various places.

The intense amount of lust clouding over you both in a thick cloud, your nerves shaking with desire and adrenaline, hands shaking.

"Mine. All mine." He whimpers softly, desperately trying to inhale more of your sickly sweet scent that he is so addicted to.

"Am i all yours, baby girl?" You hum softly, tilting his chin up to make him look at you. His eyes are glossy, filled with lust and desire for you and only you. His bottom lip sticks out in a pout as he nods.

"Always." He whispers. You press your lips against his, lips moving together in a slow but heated fashion. The intent for more to happen behind the kiss, the urge to rip off each other's clothing itching the tips of your fingers.

Felix desperately takes your t-shirt off, throwing it on the floor. His hands fumbling with your bra clasp, desperate to take it off.

"Lix." He looks up at you, biting his bottom lip, "Take it slow, sunshine."

"S-Sorry. It's just been so long since I last saw you." He whispers, flustered but manages to take deep breaths to calm himself down.

"I know, but I'm not going anywhere." You purr, reaching behind and taking your bra off. You let it fall off your shoulders and down your arms, Felix eyeing your breasts like a lion that's found it's next meal.

"Fuck." He deeply groans. He grabs you, flipping you over on your back. You laugh softly, watching him strip himself of his own clothing before kneeling between your legs. You extend your arms out to your needy boyfriend, smirking.

"C'mere, my darling angel." Felix whimpers, leaning down and kissing your lips messily and desperately. You hum in the kiss, wrapping your legs loosely around his waist. He presses his clothed boner against your core, slowly starting to rock his hips against you.

His clothed member rubs against the material of your panties, his tip gently nudging your clit. You hum, bucking your hips upwards to match his movements. Felix buries his head in your neck, soft and desperate pants fan against your neck. Slowly, he starts to hump you, desperate evident in his whimpers. He grips onto the bed sheets, bundling them up in his fists by your head. His body slowly coating in a thin layer of sweat, his movement erratic and needy.

"y/n–" his voice strained, hips bucking and humping in a desperate fashion.

"Are you my good baby girl, lix?" He whimpers, nodding his head. His eyes flutter close, his breathing erratic and desperate. You chuckle softly, your slick soaking your panties and folds.

"Want you… Need you." Felix pants against your neck.

"You want me, darling?" You coo

"So badly. Please." He lifts himself up by pushing himself up on his hands, his eyes fluttering open. Glossy and begging.

"I'm here for the taking, baby girl."

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writing-plurals · 1 month

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hi! im working on a story (vague oc daydream to be more accurate) with two plural main characters, but im having to rework some aspects as neither of them were originally. the premise used to be about a robot woman and her human husband in a post-apocalypse, where the robot woman had a separate emotion mode and survival mode in order to stay safe and efficient.

after a while i came back to it and thought huh thats kinda plural-coded -> that’s cool but maybe my closest thing to a plural character shouldn’t be a non-human who’s only coded rather than explicit -> *brainstorming* -> the husband is now a system and the wife is a previously-human system who was uploaded to a robot

building their stories with this in mind has been fun but now this brings up questions with one of the key aspects of the original idea: their romantic relationship. I know of systems having an involved relationship with a singlet, but I’ve heard that two systems being in a relationship is a less likely thing due to the increased likelihood of various logistics issues.

right now my thought is to have them still be close friends and work partners (they scavenge tech and stuff together) but romantic stuff only starts coming in years after the systems have really gotten to know each other and the feeling on a scale of “work friend” to “MY WIFE” can change dependent on who’s fronting.

do you have any thoughts on how this premise sounds or anything to consider with writing a relationship between plurals? thanks for reading, i really appreciate this blog!

hi, and glad you like the blog!

(Highly-dissociative aplatonic sapphic system here:) From our experience, the main thing to look out for when talking about, writing about, or even pursuing a relationship with another system, is how many of your own members are actually interested in their members? If two (or more) partners aren’t fronting at the same time, then it’s difficult for them to do anything together. From what we know, that’s the only problem we’ve experienced with logistics. Can’t always ask someone to front, since that’s rude to whomever is in front already.

Questions we have about your story so you can grill yourself for ideas:

How does the wife’s system work inside the robot? Since they don’t technically need to be in one body anymore.

When does the story start, in relation to the romance? That is, if you decide to go the coworkers -> friends -> partners route. Are they already romantically invested, or is that part of the start of the story?

And out of personal bias: will there be women in the husband’s system? (Assuming the husband isn’t a trans man:) For the trans ladies who’d want to read your stuff.

And that is all i have to say. i’ll be looking at the reblogs for those answers. :^)

-mod birdie

#plural representation #writing plural characters #plural system #// mod birdie

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avidbeader · 6 months

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hi! i just wanted to share my appreciation for the Great Sheith Reblog— i joined the fandom after the series ended, so i’m seeing most of the fanworks and discussions you’re reblogging for the very first time. without you doing this, i highly doubt i’d be able to experience so much of that older content. thank you!!! ❤️

(btw, i’m sending this from my main blog but im interacting with all your reblogs from weatheringroses, my side blog!)

I am very glad to hear this, because you are part of the people I was hoping to reach. Back in 2022 I did a panel for the Virtual SheithCon on Discord, recounting the history of the ship, and I was a bit shocked at how much the people listening to it didn't know, simply because they'd started watching the series after 2018 and weren't there for the things that were happening while the show was airing. So I get to indulge in nostalgia and share with the wider world.

And here's the slides presentation that went with my panel, in case you weren't there for it at the time!

#voltron #sheith #the great Sheith reblog #avid answers

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deadlypastelcutieart · 8 months

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Im so happy that most of you guys in the SvS fandom loved my little funky spy plushie creature and I really appreciate that! I was honestly scared of posting this but I really wanted to draw this cause I had this idea for such a very long time since I was 13, and I thought it would be stupid and cringey. Because back when I was super into MAD and Spy vs Spy in the early 2010’s I thought of a horror fanfic idea of this creepy-doll themed AU I thought of where the spies became these living plush toys that after got killed in an accident, they forgotten who they where but instead of enemies they would become lovers that would go out and kill people during nightime together. Yeah… It sounds cringey but I actully wrote a fanfic like that a few years ago on fanfiction.net. But I deleted it because I felt like this idea was too cringey to make.

Im a fan of creepy dolls and evil stuffed toys in stories, And I know it’s weird for me to think of this creepy-doll AU of the spies. But because I got into this whole Spy x Spy ship at the time this idea popped into my mind while thinking about plushie spies that I kept dreaming about this for years oddly enough.. Even to this day and for some strange reason it makes me cry everytime I think of this creepy-plushie spies idea. I don’t know why! Don’t ask me! But then after looking trough my Spy vs Spy ombinus book and seeing that picture of that one comic featuring grey where she was carrying the spies cut up and seen together in the wrong bodies I thought of… What if instead of being just two seperate bodies they would end up as one? And that’s how I came up with that drawing idea of creating that singilar half-black half-white spy plushie creature!

Now I know im not the only one who drew a half-black half-white Spy vs Spy character! There are other artist who made half spies. A great example and another inspiration to this idea is an deviantart artist I follow named VonderDevil, who made this freaky but amazing half-black/half-white monster for a SvS horror game idea he thought of and called this monster “The Crooked Spy” and my god, I LOVE her scary but cool monster design! >:3 (Highly reccomend watching her! Really great artist! And make really great Spy vs Spy fanart! ^ ^)

But you know after thinking about this I don’t know if I should make this an AU or just make this character just an OC not related to the real black and white spies. Like I said I was a bit nervous posting this art. But after seeing the likes, and even reblogs Im glad I posted my little character idea! Thank you all so much!! 🖤🤍

But I would love to hear from you guys! Do you want me to make more art of my horror plushie spy character? I’ll be happy to make more since october is comming ip soon and I really want to make more horror art! :)

But again, Im so glad most of you guys love it and I appreciate the likes and reblog! Thank you all! ^ ^

#spy vs spy #this was honestly a bit scary to write.. Like I said this idea was kind of cringey but hey! Im a horror fan as much as I love cartoons!

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septembersghost · 2 years

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i like ana as a cuban myself and im glad she's making it, but she's been doing the most with the promotion of that film. oates was obsessed with sexual abuse and would romanticize it to hell and back and this is all so disrespectful. marilyn will never be left alone and she's dead. it's disgusting how she was never a person but a product and continues to be

ana's comments have been annoyingly tone deaf, but my issues are far more with the director, whose comments i find abhorrent, and the producers (amongst them br*d p*tt), and, netflix itself at this point (there was a report that netflix was "absolutely horrified" by the final cut - okay? you're the distributors, you can make the decision here), and the fact that for every woman online discussing this with deep concerns, or talking about being horribly triggered by it, or trying to defend and uphold marilyn's true memory, there are men replying, at best, "it's ~art~, you just don't get it," or at WORST (and i have seen this over and over again, i deleted my post about it the other night, but it's disgusting and deeply telling), openly excited at seeing the graphic r*pe scenes and the degradation threaded throughout the film, down to comments where they're replying with their whole chests that they can't wait to get off to it, down to the dude i saw who, when in response to a woman asking what is wrong with him that he wants to see marilyn fictionally assaulted, he said, "it's not about seeing marilyn being r*ped, it's about seeing ana de armas as marilyn being r*ped." they have no shame and no compunction about saying this aloud. and no doubt a lot of it is about titillation over marilyn herself, but marilyn has now been gone for so long and is so mythologized and commodified that she's no longer a real person, she's only a poster of a white skirt blowing in the subway breeze, she's only a body. it's been sixty years, and you'd think somehow she'd be treated more carefully and respectfully at some point.

it negates her humanity, her talent, and the reality of her abuse (why are we adding heinous fictional abuse onto the life of a woman who WAS subjected to abuse and hurt and objectification across her short life?). i have no idea if the film even touches on the medical trauma she endured, for example, both physical (particularly in regards to her endometriosis) and mental (and what she was subjected to during her forced hospital stay), but i know there's a depiction of a talking fetus, so that tells me enough. oates is someone i have countless issues with anyway, and blonde is neither the first nor the last time she fictionalized real life events in the most traumatic way possible with no respect for the victims. you're right, she seems to have a fixation on this topic.

what breaks my heart is i know this story reduces marilyn to a shell, a broken doll, the helpless dumb blonde beauty who was exploited and used by men for their pleasure, devoid of self-respect, desperate to be loved, dragging herself towards her tragic end, and that's not who she was. that's the boilerplate version that was sold of her. she was a sensitive, thoughtful, savvy woman; she was well-read, she was ambitious (do they even bother to mention her production company? her progressive politics? her wry humor? her extensive library? do they touch on, as the post i reblogged mentioned, her conversion to judaism and her studies?), she longed to be appreciated for her talent and not her physical form, she tried to improve and grow, and yes, she did yearn for love and belonging and a family and motherhood after an upbringing of neglect and abuse, but degrading and exploiting her further isn't the way to examine that or get it across. and idc how often they say this is a highly fictionalized account, plenty of people will watch it not knowing that, and take it as some semblance of fact (this happens with biopics all the time), and it's a disgrace to her legacy. i try not to be a proponent of saying certain art/stories within reason shouldn't exist, but there was no defensible argument for this to be made. marilyn is never allowed to be seen as a whole person. marilyn is never allowed to rest. exactly as you said, she's used as nothing but a product. this was her worst fear. she said, "i hope they don't do that to me after i'm gone." she deserves to be remembered as a person. she deserved better then, she unquestionably deserves better now.

not to give credit to arthur miller, but he said, "to have survived, she would have had to be either more cynical or even further from reality than she was. instead, she was a poet on a street corner trying to recite to a crowd pulling at her clothes." they're still pulling at her clothes, at this point they're digging at her grave.

but let's ultimately look at marilyn's words, the real things she left us to consider, which matter most. she left us her films, her luminous image, but she also left us her poetry and written accounts of her life and interviews that are far more fascinating and relevant than any gratiuitous fiction could ever be.

marilyn said, in an interview given just before her death: "I never wanted to be Marilyn—it just happened. Marilyn’s like a veil I wear over Norma Jeane...I can always find Marilyn in the mirror."

"it's still about nudity. is that all I'm good for?"

"But when you're famous you kind of run into human nature in a raw kind of way. It stirs up envy, fame does. People you run into feel that, well, who is she, who does she think she is, Marilyn Monroe? They feel fame gives them some kind of privilege to walk up to you and say anything to you, you know, of any kind of nature and it won't hurt your feelings. Like it's happening to your clothing. One time here I am looking for a home to buy and I stopped at this place. A man came out and was very pleasant and cheerful, and said, "Oh, just a moment, I want my wife to meet you." Well, she came out and said, "Will you please get off the premises?" You're always running into people's unconscious...Usually they don't say it to me, they say it to the newspapers because that's a bigger play. You know, if they're only insulting me to my face that doesn't make a big enough play because all I have to say is, "See you around, like never." But if it's in the newspapers, it's coast-to-coast and all around the world. I don't understand why people aren't a little more generous with each other."

"It's nice to be included in people's fantasies, but you also like to be accepted for your own sake. I don't look at myself as a commodity, but I'm sure a lot of people have."

"It was the creative part that kept me going, trying to be an actress. I enjoy acting when you really hit it right. And I guess I've always had too much fantasy to be only a housewife. Well, also, I had to eat. I was never kept, to be blunt about it; I always kept myself. I have always had a pride in the fact that I was my own."

"I'm one of the world's most self-conscious people. I really have to struggle. An actor is not a machine, no matter how much they want to say you are. Creativity has got to start with humanity and when you're a human being, you feel, you suffer."

"There is a need for aloneness, which I don't think most people realize for an actor. It's almost having certain kinds of secrets for yourself that you'll let the whole world in on only for a moment, when you're acting. But everybody is always tugging at you. They'd all like sort of a chunk of you."

"I think that when you are famous every weakness is exaggerated. This industry should behave like a mother whose child has just run out in front of a car. But instead of clasping the child to them, they start punishing the child."

"Fame has a special burden, which I might as well state here and now. I don't mind being burdened with being glamorous and sexual. But what goes with it can be a burden."

"I never quite understood it, this sex symbol. I always thought symbols were those things you clash together! That's the trouble, a sex symbol becomes a thing. I just hate to be a thing."

"I don't think people will turn against me, at least not by themselves. I like people. The "public" scares me, but people I trust. Maybe they can be impressed by the press or when a studio starts sending out all kinds of stories. But I think when people go to see a movie, they judge for themselves. We human beings are strange creatures and still reserve the right to think for ourselves."

"It might be a kind of relief to be finished. You have to start all over again. But I believe you're always as good as your potential. I now live in my work and in a few relationships with the few people I can really count on. Fame will go by, and, so long, I've had you fame. If it goes by, I've always known it was fickle. So at least it's something I experienced, but that's not where I live."

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IMPOSSIBLE — OBI-WAN KENOBI

IM NOT DOING WELL THE NEW OBI WAN SHOW HAS A RELEASE DATE I– the way I almost died when I saw the show has a date now. Anyway, I just HAD to search through my half-done obi fics and post one to celebrate (tho the story I decided to post is very sad but it was the best one I got). I really hope you enjoy!

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summary: you confess your true feelings to obi-wan and things don't go as you expected

pairing: obi-wan kenobi x ex-sith-now-padawan!gn!reader

word count: 1.9K

warnings: age difference (reader is +18), angst, heartbreak, reader gets rejected

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You could hear footsteps approaching, turning around just in time to see Obi-Wan walking into the balcony and heading towards you, standing next to you in complete silence. You eyed him for a few seconds as the man stared ahead, contemplating the beautiful sunset. In this light, he looked absolutely stunning. At that moment you find it incredibly hard to look away, almost hypnotized by him, struggling very hard not to open your mouth and confess to him just how good he looked right now.

Even when you knew this was wrong, you can't help but feel like this. Knowing the two of you made an oath not easy to break. Knowing what you feels is strictly forbidden. However, you've come to find yourself not caring much about your promise to the Jedi Order. The risk of getting caught and expelled suddenly didn't matter. Nothing does, really. You only care about him now.

Obi-Wan eventually turned to face you, making you almost obligated to act like you weren't staring at him ever since he walked towards you, but it was clear that the man has noticed. He didn't seem to care though, which was relieving.

"Master Plo want me to take the trials," you eventually said, just as an excuse to start a conversation and avoid being silent. You needed something to distract yourself from the conflicting thoughts clouding your mind.

"You'll do great, no doubt," he replied, though quickly sensed some doubt in you. "That is if you want to go through with it?"

You were confused by his question at first, until you figured he must've felt something was wrong. He probably thought the conflict inside you had to do with the trials, unaware that he is the only one to blame for the overflow of emotions inside you.

"Of course! It's an honor that my Master thinks I'm ready, it's just...well, I still don't want to fully believe there's an actual opportunity for me. If you haven't noticed, the Council kinda hates me."

Obi-Wan couldn't hold back his laughter. "No one in the Council hates you."

"Oh, sure. Master Windu looks at me as if he's expecting me to explode any second. I don't want to get my hopes up just yet."

"Well, you can always count on Master Plo to speak on your behalf," he commented to try to make you feel better. He's almost certain that Master Windu will try to oppose to the idea of you taking the trials, but he highly doubts anyone else in the council would deny you the chance. "And I'll try to help him if anyone else tries to argue."

You smiled, knowing you shouldn't think of this as nothing more than the words of a friend trying to help. However, you couldn't help but fabricate a deeper meaning to his intentions, which really didn't help to let go of your feelings for him. Was that even possible at this point? "Thank you, Master. Your support really means a lot to me."

Obi-Wan smiled back, putting a hand on your arm as a simple gesture of friendly affection. Or so you told yourself, trying very desperately to believe it. "It's nothing, young one. I'm glad to be able to help."

You looked up at him and his eyes looked more beautiful than ever in this light, the last rays of sunshine bathing over his features and making it that much harder to look away. His hand was gently gripping your arm for longer than you'd expected and his proximity was driving you insane, though he still wasn't as close as you would like him to be. And you knew she couldn't do anything about that– you shouldn't do anything about that.

He stood quiet for a few seconds, apparently as analytic of the situation as you. Knowing he should probably let go, but he didn't. Instead, his hand slowly travelled down your arm until his fingers brushed against yours in a gentle, careful move. Though the gesture was a complete surprise, you wasted no time to let him know you wanted this contact as much as him, reaching slightly to grab his hand. Then, as you took his hand, you felt it. The force around the two of you. It took you just a few seconds to figure out what he was trying to do.

"Stop it," you warned calmly.

"I'm not doing anything," he lied, a soft grin appearing on his face. Of course he would get caught as soon as he tried. If he wanted to, he could've break the barriers of your mind with ease and have complete access to what you were thinking without you realizing about it, but he didn't want to do that. He didn't want to see anything you didn't want to willingly share with him.

"You're trying to get inside my head. I don't like it."

"I apologize," replied Obi-Wan almost immediately. "I'm just...I'm trying to understand."

"Understand what?"

It took him a little to find an answer. "Anything."

He didn't need to elaborate, because you knew what he meant almost instantly, feeling your face warm up just slightly at the realization of what he was hinting at. "Haven't I been obvious enough?" you dared to ask, feeling your heart beating faster than ever before.

Obi-Wan looked slightly taken aback by your answer. He was choosing his next words and moves very carefully, not really knowing what to do now.

Both of you have been trying to avoid this, tiptoeing very carefully around the topic neither dared to directly address, secretly hoping for the other to feel the same. You never found the right time to talk about it and even if one of you did, you would've probably had a hard time trying to come up with the right words to ask.

And yes, you both avoided talking about your feelings because you didn't know hoe you talk about them, but also because is entirely forbidden. It's dangerous to allow yourselves to care so deeply about one another and risk forming an attachment.

But it is just so hard not to think about it. And although there is no way this could ever work between you, it seems like neither cared at that point, far too comfortable with their new found proximity. Right now, words weren't nearly as good enough. Perhaps you could allow him to read your thoughts and confirm everything by himself, but that didn't sound right either. You wanted to show him exactly how much you need him.

Still holding one of his hands, you moved your available hand up to his chest at the same time as you started to lean closer to him. Obi-Wan quickly guessed your intentions and, for some reason, didn't try to stop you.

He wanted you. Badly. It was a sensation and a longing he knows he shouldn't be feeling. Your presence was intoxicating, and you had managed to bring so much darkness out of him. Obi-Wan knew this was wrong, that he should stop thinking about you in that way. As the Jedi Master he has become, he should know better than to allow himself to feel this way. To let his selfishness and needs get the best of him. To be so vulnerable. He should push you away and tell you that this will never happen because it will create problems. He should do many things, but it was very difficult to resist you.

However, with the very last sense of self control he had left, Obi-Wan eventually took a step back.

"I– we can't..." he mutters, much to your disappointment.

He watched you stand there in complete silence for a few seconds. He's right, but...

"Are you afraid, Master?"

"Fear leads to the Dark Side, young one," he quickly replied, hesitating before continuing. "So is this."

"I– I don't understand," you sigh, frustrated. "How is this wrong?"

"Don't ask when you already know the answer."

"I only know what we've been told," you quickly argued, growing impatient. "I'm asking because I want to know your answer."

He looked hopeless at this point. It was very hard to follow the rules when his entire body was screaming for him not to. "We made a promise."

You noticed how troubled he was and that gave you hope. Obi-Wan was conflicted, because he wants this just as badly as you "I know. And I also know that you're just repeating what others have told you is right. That's not how you really feel."

"Don't make this more complicated than it should be. We made an oath to the Order and we cannot break it. And I...this– this is forbidden. If the Council ever finds out we..." he quickly cuts himself off, having too much thoughts inside his head to come up with the right word for what was on his mind. "We..."

"You still haven't answered my question, Obi-Wan."

Perhaps he really had no other excuse to push this confrontation away, or maybe it was the fact that you just called him by his name for the very first time that finally got him to talk.

"I can't deny there's...something," he started, looking more nervous and lost than you have ever seen him since you met him. "I've tried to ignore it, but it just won't get out of my head. You won't get out of my head. And I don't know what to do anymore. When you're around, it's almost as if I can't focus on anything or anyone else but you. But it is forbidden to form attachments, we both know that. Selfish desires lead to the Dark Side."

"But that's what they want us to believe!" you quickly argued. "Caring for someone else shouldn't be a bad thing, Master. Yes, it can sometimes be seen as a weakness, but it can also be someone's biggest strength. If you just let me show you–"

"We can't," Obi-Wan cuts you off, sounding harsher than before, though the pain of having to push you away was evident in his eyes. "I'd like to, but it's impossible. We cannot go down this path and it's best for the both of us to stop this now before it escalates."

In that moment, he wished for things to be different. He wished for the two of you to have lived completely different lives and meet then, in a reality when he could actually give this a chance.

You were hurt, obviously, but your pain slowly transitioned into pure rage. You were so angry at him for being so...so weak. How could he claim to be such a great Jedi when he's so terrified of his own feelings? To try to excuse his fears by claiming it's impossible when there's clearly a choice? He allowed you to make a complete fool of yourself just so he could brutally reject you immediately after. Building an empty expectation just so he could see you crumble to the ground and laugh at the scene. You haven't feel this much anger since...

"I'm sorry," he says after getting no answer from you.

You didn't even bother anymore, choosing not to say anything back. Why trying to argue when he has clearly make up his mind? And how were you so foolish to believe he would ever chose you over your stupid Jedi Code? You could never be good enough for him to even try.

Instead of embarrassing yourself any further, you just walked away, not standing his presence any longer. Obi-Wan didn't try stop you.

This went far worse than you would've ever expected.

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shotorozu · 3 years

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hellolololo!¡! so i recently saw this video where their

s/o goes on to omegle and the other person from omegle like goes “hi ur cute” or “u have snap?” and then their boyfriend just enters the frame,, can u do that to todobakudeku separately :3

if u dont understand u can check this out 😭 https://vt.tiktok.com/ZSJdEqc7V/ tyy ❤️❤️

“ur kinda cute” on omegle

(tiktok prank)

character(s) : todoroki shouto, bakugou katsuki, midoriya izuku (bnha)

part two — part three

legend : [Y/N = your name] they/them pronouns used, quirk not mentioned

headcanon type : fluff, crack — ‘x reader’

note(s) : i love these types of requests 🤩 so i plan on making 3 parts with this (oh and don’t worry, i’ll finish the other tiktok prank series i have going on at the moment)

also, there’s no proofread on this so if there’s any typos or mistakes, sorry! i’ll be editing them in the morning

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todoroki shouto

okay so, the entire tiktok idea was planned— but the part where shouto came in surely wasn’t staged

so, being a curious young person— you wanted to make a tiktok, where you went on omegle just to speak to people for fun

and inside of your head, you’re kinda thinking that “this is dumb, omg im going to get flashed on there.” also while you were setting up your laptop

but you just used the appropriate tags and !! you were set off for an adventure

you set your phone aside, and you filmed most of the experience— cutting out the not so interesting encounters out of your tiktok

and then came on a dude, who had a,, unique reaction. he didn’t seem all that fishy— until he asked you for your snap (your social medias, essentially)

“you’re kinda cute, y’know. how did i not see you before?”

you shake your head, “oh no no! i appreciate your compliment, but i’m very much taken!” your mind immediately flashing back to the image of your icyhot boyfriend

“nahh you’re lying! i don’t see any dude back there”

oh,, and that was because shouto was out getting snacks 🧎 “no really dude, i appreciate it! i’m very much taken and being disloyal is out of the question!”

this dude just kept insisting and insisting, and due to the struggle— you weren’t able to hear the door knob jiggle

it seemed to be that his advances came to an end, and your lover made an entrance— a mop of red and white peaked out from the door frame

and the dude literally got scared and ended the conversation 💀 because you really weren’t lying!

you also figured that it was time to end your omegle shenanigans, and finish the tiktok— because your boyfriend was already there “hi love, who were you talking to?”

you closed your laptop, and offered him a smile “i was on omegle for a tiktok! i’m glad you’re back.” you discard your phone, wrapping your arms around his torso (and also making sure you don’t delete the draft)

shouto doesn’t say a lot, but he immediately accepts your touch, setting the groceries aside.

he doesn’t question the fact that you were on omegle because well,, he had to get used to your shenanigans on tiktok SOMEHOW

a few hours later, you posted the tiktok— and almost immediately, the tiktok gains a lot of attention

“i love how your boyfriend drove the last dude away 💀💀” “man the last dude didn’t take the hint 🗿” “your boyfriend indirectly protected you! we need more guys like him.”

you snicker at the comments, which ultimately gathered shouto’s attention “what’s up, love?”

you show him the tiktok, “the tiktok did well.” he’ll comment calmly, but shouto’s lowkey MAD ?? that a dude had the audacity. but he’s just glad that you’re happy just maybe,, don’t go on omegle anymore 💀

“love— next time, let me in on your tiktoks.” he says, running a thumb along your cheek lightly. because he was actually quite entertained, putting everything aside

bakugou katsuki

as if bakugou katsuki would let you go on OMEGLE, a place that’s known for having the sketchiest people to ever exist— but make it virtual

but being with you made him realize that well,, if you want to do something, you’ll go through lengths just to do it.

even the great bakugou katsuki can’t really stop you. whatever makes you happy— but oh, that doesn’t mean he doesn’t highly discourage it

which lead you to go on omegle for a tiktok in the other room, while bakugou exercised in the very next room.

when you told him that you wanted to film a tiktok, bakugou only shrugged— “don’t do overly dumb shit.” was what he only told you and he left the door open too

you then set up your phone and laptop, applied the appropriate tags— and went off to make your tiktok

you only filmed the interesting encounters, and the people you met on there were very diverse in personality and just,, in general.

after the 4th encounter, then came a rather interesting dude. he didn’t seem all that ordinary but he wasn’t spectacular. he was just nice

and the conversation was rather normal— until he started asking for your socials “putting everything aside, do you have social media? you’re really cute.”

you reject immediately, “oh no, i appreciate your words but— i already have a boyfriend.”

you just have to hope that he noticed bakugou walking back and forth with equipment, but with his next words— that doesn’t seem to be the case

“i didn’t see anyone back there, a simple no would’ve been sufficient instead.” uh oh

“no really, i—” and before things escalated, katsuki’s head peaked through the door frame, freshly out of the shower “are you almost done, idiot?”

the dude literally looked behind you, and thought “oh shit, their boyfriend is bakugou fucking katsuki.” because bakugou is famous for,, multiple different reasons

the dude’s camera shakes in terror, “oh uhm,, it was nice meeting you!” not long before he dips from of the conversation, never to be seen again.

closing your laptop— you end the tiktok while bursting into laughter, and this action just confused katsuki ever further. he heard you speaking to someone, and when he looked, the person was nowhere to be seen

“what are you laughing at??”

“nothing katsuki, i was laughing at the tiktok i just made.”

then— you figured that it would be best to tell katsuki now that you were on omegle (long story short, he wasn’t pleased)

he scolded you that you shouldn’t be on omegle, but let’s be honest, he couldn’t stay mad at you— so he just cuddles the frustration away

when you upload the tiktok the following hours, it blows up pretty quickly—with comments like “LOL IS THAT BAKUGOU KATSUKI??” “he had guts until he saw bakugou katsuki 💀” “tbh i’d be scared too”

and when you report the news the katsuki, he smirks— “as he should be.”

midoriya izuku

at this point, izuku is very much used to your shenanigans on tiktok. he’s very supportive of whatever you do all in all

but, about omegle,,, yeah,, as much as he trusts you— he does not trust omegle. he’s aware that it’s a shady place, and he doesn’t advise that you do go on that website bc he cares

so when you brought up the tiktok idea, he proposed that he’d be there, right beside you just to monitor if anyone’s being weird :)

and that’s great! because you also wanted to ask if he wanted to be a reoccuring guest in your tiktok— and of course, what kind of boyfriend would he be if he opposed?

he helps you set up your laptop and phone— all of that sort of stuff, and then you guys were off to make an interesting tiktok

oh, but izuku did apply the appropriate tags because he didn’t want you to see odd things he was secretly nervous but,, you were very ethusiastic, so he was too.

the first several people were interesting in their own way— especially with their reactions to your boyfriend appearing on screen

usually, they’d back off with, and comment on how cute your boyfriend is— wishing the both of you well before calmly leaving to meet new people,

that was how it was, until you met this person in particular.

he sounded very,, egotistical— i wouldn’t say that because you’ve just met the dude, but he acted like everyone wanted him or it sounded like that

then he says, “you definitely have a phone number, right? you’re cute, just my type.” wkdksmd this is awkward since izuku’s right beside you, but he’s just outside of the frame

then, izuku pops out of the frame— in all his cute ass glory, he gives a small wave to the not so pleased stranger

“please, that’s your boyfriend?” he scoffs, “with those arms, he looks like he could be your little brother! now let me ask again—”

it’s really weird?? because have you seen izuku’s gainz?? and this dude’s audacity is extraordinary.

but little did this guy know, he’s looking at midoriya izuku— and,, you’ve seen his performance in the sports festival.

the dude takes another glance at your boyfriend, who’s sitting there right beside you— and he realizes who he was talking to

“oh shit, you’re—” and before the both of you could realize it, he nopes out of the conversation.

after that encounter, you burst into a fit of laughter— the look on izuku’s face being priceless. “you should’ve seen your reaction!”

“haha, i guess he knew who i was,” he says bashfully, cheeks warming up. because it registered in his mind that people actually knew who he was. “can you,, upload the tiktok later? i want to hug you— i mean! if that’s fine.”

of course it’s fine! you oblige, and give him all the hugs he could ever need

after cuddling with izuku, you do upload the tiktok— and an hour later, your tiktok notifications blow up

the tiktok all in all gathered 1M views, 780K likes, and over 1,500 comments— most of them saying stuff like

“your boyfriend’s reaction was so cute?? i know he looked like he was going to punch him through the screen but 👀” “last dude was just not it.” “LMAO HE REALLY TRIED IT” “is your boyfriend IZUKU MIDORIYA??”

when you excitingly showed him the tiktok’s results, he was certainly pleased— because most of the comments were positive, and also because the tiktok’s results made you happy

“i’m glad that it did well!” he’ll sigh in relief, pressing a kiss against your temple, let’s just not go on there ever again

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"good morning, my fiancé"

bucky pulled you closer so your back was now pressed to his front. both of you didn't have to come to your jobs today so you two agreed to sleep in and stay on the bed for the whole day.

you chuckled, "fiancé?"

he hummed, "yeah, that's what you call someone who--"

"i know what a fiance is," you cut him off, "but why did you call me that?"

you turned so that you were face to face with your boyfriend who was looking at you weirdly, "because we're engaged."

you raised your eyebrow, "are you sure you didn't dream about that--"

"i'm pretty sure it was real," bucky insisted.

"--cause i didn't get a proposal."

"yes you did, last night."

"no, you never asked the question."

"yes i did, i had a whole speech then i got down on one knee then i asked you and you said yes."

you shook your head, "no, we had dinner last night and some wine then we went to sleep."

bucky sat up with his back against the headboard, "yes, we did have dinner and some wine and then i had a speech, then i asked you to marry me."

you turned to your side to look at bucky, you sighed, "then why don't i have a ring?"

he smirked, "you don't wear accessories when you sleep."

"yes, but i also didn't receive a ring," you said rolling your eyes.

bucky looked at you for a few seconds, eyes squinted directly at you, "you're playing me right now, it's on your night stand."

"feel free to check."

he stood up and kneeled in front of your night stand as you turned to look at him, still laying down. the top of your night stand was clear, so he went to look for it in the drawer. it was quite organized, as you recently cleaned it, which made it easier for bucky to look for a tiny ring.

which he didn't find.

he even removed everything that's in your only drawer in your night stand. you suggested for him to open every boxes and pouches in there, only if he would return it the same way he saw it.

but still, no luck.

bucky breathed out, "where is it?"

you chuckled, "i don't know! you never asked me!"

after putting everything back in your drawer, the exact same way he saw it (as you instructed), he went to his night stand to look for the red velvet box where the ring was originally placed. and there it was, the engagement ring.

"oh no. i didn't ask. oh my god, i didn't ask! it was a dream!" bucky sighed as he sat back down on the bed.

still laying down, you dragged yourself towards where he is sitting and higged his waist, "i told you."

"yeah, yeah," he chuckled. he was so sure that he proposed last night. it felt so real.

he looked over to you and back to the red velvet box he was holding, "since you already know about it..."

he walked back to your side of the bed, making you stand up. groaning, you stood up against your will, as you are still sleepy and tired.

holding both of your hands, he inhaled deeply, "i swear, i had a much more romantic plan that you'll love and turns out i just dreamt about it. i also had a speech that i wrote a few months ago that i memorized and i kinda forgot a lot of it," he said, making you chuckle.

bucky smiled, "the jist is that im so glad i met you, baby. i'm so lucky to have you as my best friend, don't tell steve, and the love of my life," you laughed.

he looked directly at your eyes, "for the past years that i've known you, you have made me the happiest man in the world. i hope that i can make you as happy as you made me. if you let me, i'll do it for the rest of my life."

tears started dropping from your eyes, making bucky wipe them with his thumb. he got down on one knee and opened the box, "y/n will you marry me?"

"yes! of course, baby," he slipped the ring on your finger. you grabbed his face, kissing his lips as he lifted you by the waist.

"okay now i feel bad," you said as you pulled away.

his eyebrows crunched, "why?"

"okay," you pursed your lips, "you proposed last night and i said yes"

"i thought i didn't propose last night?"

you let out a nervous chuckle, "it's a prank!"

"what? why? you are so mean y/n parker," bucky looked at you sternly, which you've always found hot.

pranking is something you like doing. some of it is pretty mean, like what you just did to bucky, and some are hilarious. you and pietro, usually with nat and peter, even have prank wars, which he films and posts on youtube. one of your favorites is the "gender reveal" prank that you and bucky did on your friends.

bucky knew that you liked doing pranks. he's your acomplice most of the time. of course, just because he's you boyfriend means that he's excempted of the pranks. in fact, its quite the opposite. he's used to it, since he's been a victim of your pranks for too many times. and this time he'd a bit mad, but he just got engaged, twice, apparently, so he can't feel any negative emotions.

you shrugged, "just wanted to show you a glimpse of who you're marrying. so i'm giving you a chance to back ou--"

he cut you off with a passionate kiss, something he's always good at, "there's no way in hell am i backing out. and i'm not giving you a chance to. you already said yes. apparently, twice."

looking up at him, you smiled "yes i did."

"so if i did propose last night, why is the ring back in the box?"

"i put it back. i even dropped the box, you're such a heavy sleeper."

"oh."

you pinched his cheek, "and you could've checked both of our phones, we had photos from last night."

bucky slapped his forehead, "right! i completely forgot!"

you wrapped your arms around his neck, as he pulled your waist closer to his. the two of you swayed to an imaginary beat, "its good you believed me though. it shows that you know who's in-charge."

"yep, and its you soon-to-be mrs. barnes"

"damn right."

~ last night ~

"okay i'm a bit worried," you said as you walked through your apartment door.

you're kind of a klutz. bucky knows that. yet he lit up a bunch of candles and placed them literally on any surface available in your apartment's joint living room and kitchen.

"i thought it's gonna be romantic," he said walking towards you, helping you with the shoulder bag you bring to work. which is just downstairs.

you hummed, "it is, but you know how clumsy i am."

"yeah, i should put some of these out."

you laughed and propped down to your couch, still being careful of the lit candles on the coffee table nearby. "where is everybody?"

"peter's out with mj and their friends, but he said don't wait up, so he's getting lucky tonight," bucky chuckled as he put out some of the candles on the kitchen island.

"shut up, that's my brother," you rolled your eyes and sat up on the couch to look at your boyfriend who was now preparing your dinner. "besides, he told me he'll stay at his fancy room at the tower."

he hummed, "pietro's either in his room or everywhere else, i never know with that guy."

"i'll check," you walked towards his room and knocked on his door. there wasn't an answer but you opened it anyway, and saw a messy room and no pietro.

walking back to the kitchen, you sat on one of your stools, "he isn't there. maybe he's still travelling."

looking at your kitchen island, you noticed that bucky cooked your favorite meal and prepared some wine. he always loved cooking for you, something you never expected he'd be good at. you even told him that if he ever got tired of being an architect, he should be a chef in your diner. he laughed, but you weren't kidding.

"these look so good, baby! i'm not forgetting any anniversaries, am i?"

bucky gasped and placed a hand on his chest, "doll! how could you forget? today is the second year anniversary of the first time we drank alcohol together!"

you smacked his head, "bucky!"

he laughed, "i'm just kidding, baby. that anniversary's tomorrow."

as the night went on, you two ate as you talked about everything while having dinner and drinking wine. from the topic about your days, it went to barkie's vet appointment, to random celebrity gossips, to how you two met. which is kinda weird since the last thing you talked about was something about paparazzis.

"hey you know, i forgot how that drinks thing started but i remember that you still owe me one drink," you smirked.

"well i buy the milk, doesn't that count?"

"nope!" you smiled looking up at him, as his arm is around your shoulders. he looked at you adoringly for a moment, making you tilt your head and crunch your eyebrows. silently asking him, "what?"

"we're drinking wine right now," he smirked.

"wine that pietro brought home from italy,"

bucky shrugged, "it's still a drink."

as soon as you two finished eating, he lead you to a small space, between your living room and dining room. he played a cliché song that you secretly love, held you by the waist, and started swaying.

it really was romantic, with just a few candles lit, your faborite dinner, wine, and a slow song. and of course, your boyfriend, bucky. you just know that this night is gonna be one of your favorite nights in your entire life.

you're not stupid. ever since barkie, which was a few months ago, bucky started bringing up marriage and weddings more often. you'd always say that you'll say yes everytime and he'd say "you're such a spoiler."

bucky's a really romantic guy. very sweet, understanding and fun, basically just everything you ever want in a guy and more. he's not much of a 'grand gestures' guy, he's a bit more simple but meaningful.

like tonight; he went for dinner at home with your favorite food, just the two of you and barkie somewhere in the apartment. it was simple, and it was home.

with your head pressed against his chest, and his head on top of yours, he said, "doll, if i had known the second we met that you were gonna be a huge part of my life, and you were gonna be the love of my life, then i would've told you right then and there how much you'll mean to me."

"but you didn't."

bucky chuckled, "but i didn't. and still, i have no regrets. however, i still would've wanted to have that couple of months with you. although, that doesn't matter anymore. what matters is you're here now, with me, and i wouldn't have it any other way. you're now my best friend and the love of my life. i couldn't have been luckier."

he pulled away, holding your hands, and looked at your eyes, "y/n, you make me happy. you make me laugh so hard that i cry. you make me chuckle at your silly jokes. you make me smile when you tell me something you're passionate about. i've never felt this genuine happiness in a long time."

"someday, i hope that i can make you as happy as you made me. if you let me, i'll do it for the rest of my life."

you told yourself that you expected this. a speech and a proposal. so you told yourself that you weren't gonna cry. yet there you were, standing in the small space between your living room and kitchen, hands covering your mouth and tears threatening to escape from your eyes as your boyfriend went down on one knee, opening a red velvet box.

"y/n, will you marry me?"

"yes," you chuckled, trying to hide the fact that you're already crying, "i told you, i'll say yes, always"

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eitelle · 3 years

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“if we had five more minutes...”

pairings: prohero!todoroki x fem prohero!reader

wc: 490

warnings: angst n major character death

a/n: b4 the smau i wanted to give u this :’) btw while reading i highly reccommend listening to this bc its their love story song @babymilkawa ;')

shit. shit. shit. shit. shit. that was all todoroki could think about. his quirk, half-hot half-cold made him one of the strongest students in his graduating class from UA.

of course, this never mattered to you. you didnt care all of the girls wanted him, nor did he care about any of them. you didnt care about him, you didnt care about bakugou, you didnt care about deku, you just didnt... care.

you kept to yourself often and thats what drew todorokis attention to you. you werent blind nor were you deaf, you heard the whispers. “attention seeker,” “nerd,” “whore for her precious hero work.” and of course, theres always a bit of truth in the rumors. you were a bit of a nerd, and you cared deeply about your hero studies. you threw yourself into it but thats what drew todorokis attention to you, and the attention on him onto you.

you didnt ask for any of it but then you started dating, and all of a sudden if you could have him the attention didnt matter. all that mattered to you was him, and you him. but he still was 5 seconds too late.

his quirk was so powerful but what use was it in close combat, or saving someone? what use was it in saving the most important person to him? you registered what was happening too late, and he saw it all in slow motion. you were hit by a quirk. fatally hit.

his words echoed and stretched out as he watched your body hit the ground, your eyes slowly lose the brightness he saw every morning, the tightness in your muscles from fighting. the long but too short life you had lived slowly drain out of you.

rushing over to you, it was almost as if all fighting had ceased for 2 seconds. weeping over your cold near lifeless body, you whispered with the last bit of strength you could muster. “i love you shoto. loving you was the best decision of my life. please keep moving, please find happiness again.” hearing your final words was the last straw for him.

as he encases your body and his shaking stance huddled over you with a ring too big and thick to penetrate, he whispers to the heavens, trusting such a good soul like yours would surely go there, “if we had five more minutes...” trailing off with silent sobs wracking his body cradling your head.

“if we had five more minutes, maybe i couldve given you this,” he mourns tearfully pulling out the small wooden box with his mothers engagement ring inside from where it had been tucked for 2 months now. “im glad you finally found your release y/n,” he finishes rushing out onto the battlefield, determined to get vengeance for the love of his life.

and the mother of his child who was waiting at home waiting anxiously for their mommy to come home.

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theimmaterialplace · 3 years

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i’ll give you all you want if you just ask | spencer reid x f!reader | ch. 1 of 2: all i need

Summary: It doesn’t take a profiler to notice that Spencer Reid is nervous around you. Half of the team finds it funny and the other half just ignores it. What you don’t know is why. Well, you have an idea but you’d rather not be wrong in your deduction and make a fool of yourself and make him just avoid you completely.

See, it’s not that you just make him nervous, it’s that you make him excited. He perks up every time you enter a room and shoots you a shy smile, never making eye contact. He shivers any time you accidentally, or purposefully because you can’t help yourself, brush against him. He follows your lead eagerly and without complaint, able to connect the pieces you’ve put together. Perhaps the most damning piece of evidence is the way he reacts to your praise.

Oh, how his reactions always excite you.

Contains: hints of light dom/sub undertones, teasing, praise kink. no actual smut yet, just a bit of kissing and allusions to sex. enabler!hotch.

Word Count: 1.7k

Comments: hello im back this very self indulgent fic! i just love sub!spencer to pieces and there aren't enough fics with him featuring that so i'm here to remedy that! also just assume rossi had a date or something and couldn't make it! i'd say this takes place before a bit before the reaper arc! also i fucking adore hotch and HAD to make him an enabler because he just wants his team to be happy!! he cares for them!! if you’d rather read this on ao3, here’s the link! finally, leave a comment/review so ik how yall feel! reblogs are also highly appreciated! :)

It doesn’t take a profiler to notice that Spencer Reid is nervous around you. Half of the team finds it funny and the other half just ignores it. What you don’t know is why . Well, you have an idea but you’d rather not be wrong in your deduction and make a fool of yourself and make him just avoid you completely.

See, it’s not that you just make him nervous, it’s that you make him excited . He perks up every time you enter a room and shoots you a shy smile, never making eye contact. He shivers any time you accidentally, or purposefully because you can’t help yourself, brush against him. He follows your lead eagerly and without complaint, able to connect the pieces you’ve put together. Perhaps the most damning piece of evidence is the way he reacts to your praise.

Oh, how his reactions always excite you.

You’d conducted an experiment over the past few months. At first, you had given him compliments such as “I like your outfit today” or “good work on today’s case”, harmless things. He had reacted as well as you expected, blushing the tiniest bit and muttering a thank you in response.

Next, you decided to take a page out of Morgan’s book and call him pretty boy which eventually turned into a whole slew of nicknames revolving around praising him. The first time you had called him pretty boy, he had burned his mouth because he gulped his coffee too quickly. His face was a bright red and he was incapable of meeting your eyes for the rest of the day. As it was, that was a great reaction but your favorite had to be the time you called him a good boy. He had looked up at you with wide eyes and his pupils had dilated so much that you barely saw his original eye color. Now that should’ve been enough to confirm your beliefs but you decided to take it a step farther.

The most recent trial had you calling him your boy, a possessive indicator. There was no hiding your intentions with this one so you made sure to only call him that in private; no need for the team to know. It seemed like no matter how many times you called him yours, one way or another, it still had the same effect on him.

With this information, you had no doubt that Spencer was interested in you and seemed to lean on the sub side of things. It was cute. He was cute. He was just your type in men. You loved nothing more than a man who was intellectual and would let you take control, which you had no doubt Spencer would allow.

It’s on a Saturday night when everyone decides to get drinks, a rare occasion, that you decide to make a move. Well, you’re actually encouraged to by someone you would least expect.

“So, when do you plan on making a move on Spencer?” It takes everything in you not to choke on the fruity drink you were sipping on when Hotch speaks up. You turn your head to look at him and find him staring at you with a smug, knowing look on his face.

“I’d say I have no idea what you’re talking about, but that’d be a lie and also an insult to you.” A small grin creeps onto his face with your response. It’s nice to see him so relaxed because god only knows how much your boss deserves to let loose every once in a while.

“Hm, you’re avoiding the question. Don’t tell me that all those pet names and touches were for nothing.” It’s a good thing you’re lightly buzzed because otherwise you’d feel completely mortified over the revelation that your boss had picked up on your actions. As you are now though, you can only let out a laugh and smile sharply at his remark.

“Course not, Hotch. As for an answer to your question,” you pause and look across the bar to where he’s laughing at something Penelope said, “I think it won’t be too long now. He’s just so… receptive .” He only hums, taking another sip of what you think is whiskey.

“Well don’t take too long.” And perhaps it’s his encouragement or just the liquid courage but you decide that now is a good time to get your boy. You excuse yourself quietly and give Hotch a small wave which he returns with a small smirk on his face.

When you finally reach Spencer, it’s to him saying goodbye to the rest of the team.

“Come on, stay for a bit longer. We’ll have a fun time. We always do.” Derek might be able to convince him if he keeps going on like this so you decide to interrupt.

“Hey, guys!” Everyone turns to look at you and they all clammer to ask you how you’ve been, giving Spencer the out he needed.

“So, what were you talking about with the boss man? I saw some very interesting expressions over there, babe.” Penelope has a sly grin on her face as the rest of the team “oohs” at her statement.

“Oh, just a little bit of this, little bit of that. Don’t tell me you thought I was flirting with him…” at this, their shoulders drop a little, “Oh my god, come on, you guys! As if I’d flirt with Hotch. You guys though…. You’re all free real estate.” You wink at them in good fun.

“You’re almost as bad as Derek with your flirting, you know that?” Emily takes a sip of her drink and JJ nods, agreeing with her completely.

“Now, there’s no need to insult me like that, ladies. At least I take my flirting seriously. When was the last time you even got laid?” You can feel Spencer’s eyes on you so you decide not to answer.

“I plead the fifth!” This gets you a round of laughs and you decide now is a good time to tell them you’re leaving and start your plan.

“Well, I’m glad everyone is having a good time but I really gotta go,” this earns you a round of “boos”, “I know. I know. Sure it may be old lady behavior but I have plans tomorrow morning. You guys have fun for me though!”

JJ speaks up, “Oh, since you’re leaving right now, would you mind taking Spencer home? I was going to give him a ride since the metro is closed tonight but you’re already leaving so I figured why not?” You only nod while internally you can’t help but think this is going even more perfectly than you originally thought.

You look over to Spencer who’s already looking at you. “You okay with that, pretty boy?” He nods and even with the lighting of the club, you can recognize his cheeks flushing.

You turn back to the rest of them to address them,“Well, goodnight guys! Be safe and I’ll see you Monday if everything goes well! Love you!”

After receiving the mandatory goodbye hugs and kisses, you grab Spencer’s hand and lead him out of the club. It’s a good thing you parked far away because now you have time to set the mood.

“How many drinks have you had tonight? You look moderately red, Spence.” It’s a good starter because you need to know he’s not drunk and that this is fully consensual but also to call him out on his blushing.

“I didn’t drink tonight. Didn’t really feel like it so I just nursed a coke and I think the team thought it was a mixed drink.” His voice is heavenly and you personally can’t wait to hear what he sounds like moaning your name or any other name you both decide on.

You stop for a moment and place the back of your hand on his forehead before you announce, “Good news, you don’t have a fever! Bad news, I can’t place why else you’d be so red.” He splutters for a moment and your red only turns him more red.

“Yeah,” his voice cracks and you feel his palm become sweaty despite the cool temperature, “I don’t know why either.”

He’s so adorable if he thinks you’re gonna let him off the hook so easily. You lean in closer to him and whisper, “You know, my darling… I think I do know why you’re so red right now and it’s the same reason you’re always blushing around me,” you can hear him audibly gulp but he doesn't display any signals for you to stop so you continue, “The team used to think it was because I made you nervous and while that is partially correct, I think it’s because I made you excited, right?”

You stop in your tracks and you’re grateful you timed this correctly because you’re able to back him onto your car.

He’s looking down at you, eyes wide and pupils dilated, and you can’t help the smirk that graces your face. He looks so good like this but you think he’d look better looking up at you from his knees.

You reach up to cradle his face in your hands and say,“Tell me if you want this, Spencer. If you say no, I’ll stop and we’ll never have to speak of this again but… If you do want this, say please and I’ll take you home.”

He’s looking at you with something close to adoration and his admission is so quiet that if you hadn’t been staring so intently at him, you wouldn’t have heard him or read the plea that fell from his lips.

“Please.”

Oh, how that one little word sounded like music to your ears.

You take the last leap and lean forward to kiss him. His lips are exactly how you pictured and he tastes like the chapstick you gave him on that case to Alaska. This makes you feel unbearably smug because if he’s been using this chapstick rather than his usual one, it means you’ve affected even more than you thought.

When you finally pull away, Spencer looks confused and very rumpled.

“As much as I would love to continue this, I’d rather we didn’t do this in a parking lot for our first time.” He perks up at “first time” and you smile at him, “and there will be plenty of times to do this later. You’re not getting rid of me now that you’ve finally succumbed to my advances.”

“I agree.” He smiles at you and you take his hand into your own, giving it a light squeeze.

“Now, let’s get to my apartment so we can continue this."

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