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little cat would like to take ur order!!
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tinydeskwriter · 2 months
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LOVE HOLD|⟮little miss maverick⟯
lando norris x wolff reader| wolff reader x f1 grid platonic (mostly)
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a/n: there is no face claim, I just can't resist te perfection that is Anya Taylor-Joy(I wanted to save her for a Häkkinen!reader, but couldn't stop myself when I started the dior montage). those are little snippets from her life between the GQ video and Bahrain 23', to give some context. I gave names to y/n mother, sister, stepfather and etc, because I find mad confusing to put a bunch of y/mn, y/s/n, y/bff/n, it gets tiring and confusing especially if it comes one after the other in a social media tag or paragraph, thats the only reason I gave them names. there is a few tennis players in this story, not too crazy, but as it is a character a little bit inspired by break point some of those guys will show up and the netflix show will be mentioned. comment and give it a like if you like, I love to read what you guys have to say and your thoughts. I also gave a name to the series, it is very cliche but I couldn't think of nothing better.
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y/name.wolff it wasn't easy but we did it! today my dream came true, in winning my twelfth title today, the fourth in a row this calendar year, I became the sixth grand slam champion in history, the fourth woman to do so and the very first brit. it takes a village and i would not have managed it without the amazing team i have behind me supporting me at every step. shout out to my coaches, my therapist, my sponsors and my family.🤍🏆🏆
thank u all for the flowers. i will be seeing a few of you in monza.
(i believe I tagged everyone, but my hands are shaking so much and is hard to see through my happy tears, so, if i forgot to tag you, consider yourself thanked)
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pierregasly congratulations little wolff, never doubted you
↳y/n.wolff thank u 🍐
redbull #1!!!
↳y/name.wolff red bull gives you wings 😘
user1 mother is mothering😍😍
georgerussel63 #goat 🐐
landonorris 🔥🔥🔥
↳landonorris congratulations on yet another win, always knew you would🥇
↳ y/n.wolff thank you lan🤍
↳user4 the heart😍
↳user5 'lan' , oml
user2 girly is so delulu she forgot serenawilliams has like 30 grand slams
↳user3 serenawilliams has 23 titles from grand slams events, which eventually was a career grand slam, but she never managed all in a calendar year which is a true grand slam, y/n.wolff is the sixth tennis player to do so, and if she wins the WTA final in november she will have the super slam
benshelton #goat status🐐proud to see one of the greatest of our generation achieving something not even our heros did. keep going sis, next step is to make this a super slam 🥇
↳ y/n.wolff thank you little bro, you and those powerful serves next
mariasherapova little miss maverick. congrats kid, keep going marveling the world with your talent and breaking records along the way 🐐
↳ y/n.wolff🤍🤍🤍
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y/n.wolff 09·01·2023· the day is here, it only took you guys 20 years of living in sin, 15 years of engagement and raising two beautiful, charming, talented daughters together to finally put a ring on it. i am grateful every single day that in a world with 9 billion people, living in the same city, sharing common friends, you two manage to met outside a little cafe in milano in the summer of 03'(btw, i had the honor of witness this cosmic encounter, though i claim no recollection of the event). père phillippe, thank you for all the years as my bonus father and all the support you always gave me (there is no backing now).
love you two more than words can describe. thank u for trusting me with the role of maid of honour, hope i did a good job.
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landonorris congrats to mamma O and Phil❤️ beautiful cerimony
↳y/n.wolff 🤍
user1 was lando at the wedding???
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y/n.wolff i am happy to be (finally) able to announce that yours truly is now (officially) a dior muse and the new face of diorissimo🤍🤍🤍
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mariagraziachiuri I am so happy to share this journey with someone I have seen grow into the beautiful woman she is today, such an example of timeless beauty and elegance, our true English Rose and the incarnation of the spirit Diorissimo.
↳y/n.wolff grazie mille Maria, thank you so much for the trust
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y/n.wolff after three tournaments back-to-back and a brief pitstop in paris for fashion week, miss éclair wolff and I are heading to bahrain to watch 19 millionaires playboys going vrom vrom in circles for second place😊
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landonorris uncalled for ☹️
↳y/n.wolff as is your tractor 🙂
↳landonorris ☹️
↳y/n.wolff luv u sugarboo🤍
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pedrithink · 1 year
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opposites attract ✩ kylian mbappé
KYLIAN MBAPPÉ X READER
where there is golden retriever! kylian and his black cat girlfriend.
faceclaim: lily rose
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ynkyliannews Y/N was spotted in a cafe in Paris. She looks marvelous 🥰 @ynusername
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mbappegirl look… i love y/n, but she should smile more.
⤷ psgfan yeah, this gives a bad image to kylian too…
ynfan1 she looks fantastic, omg!!!
mrsmbappe why is she always so serious? 😭
kyliangf she is beautiful, too bad that her way of being makes it seem that she is rude
ynfan2 love u gf
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ynusername le temps de l'amour
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k.mbappe You look amazing 😍🤤🔥🔥
ynfan1 DAMN MAMA
mbappegirl GIRL WHY U NEVER SMILE
ynfan2 we love you!!!!!!
forkyky you all the time: 😐
ethanmbappe 🖤✨
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ynkyliannews Y/N was spotted having dinner with a friend. @ynusername
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mbappegirl she never smiles like that when she is with kylian 🫢
mrsmbappe nah, for real… kylian deserves a person who treats him better.
ynfan1 y/n and kylian have always had a private relationship, she doesn't need to be smiling to show that she makes him happy
psgfan c’mon…
forkyky 🤔
kyliangf kylian is not the problem in this relationship and we all know that…
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k.mbappe De retour avec mes bébés maintenant.🇫🇷🥳
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mbappegirl how can this BABY date that girl? 😭
mrsmbappe she doesn’t even comment on his posts, omg! 🫠
psgfan playing break up with your girlfriend, i’m bored
ynfan1 KYLIAN WE WANT A COUPLE PIC
⤷ forkyky we don’t want a pic, we want him to break up.
⤷ ynfan1 @forkyky shut up
tchaga_ ❤️❤️❤️❤️
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ynkyliannews Kylian looks so cute in this photoshoot. 🥺
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mbappegirl let’s protect him for his own girlfriend 😭
ynfan1 y’all always act like she’s forcing him to date her, leave her alone!!!!
forkyky he’s such a cute and kind person, can’t say the same about his gf
ynfan2 why do you hate y/n so much? everyone has different personality
mbappemine if kylian is with her it's because she makes him happy, so as fas we must respect and support him.
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ynkyliannews Lately I've only been reading absurd comments about Y/N and I came to say that in these two years of relationship, they've always been VERY happy together. Kylian has always been honest about his feelings and i'm sure if she was mean to him they wouldn't be together. Y/N was with him through the worst and best moments of his life, always supporting him and making him smile. That's her way of being and it's not you who have to dictate how she should or shouldn't be.
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mbappemine SPILL!!!!!!
ynfan1 THANK YOU!
ynfan2 thank you for talking about this because people talked like she treated kylian poorly
mbappeyours kylian shared this on his story 🫣
kyksbaby i hope she’s fine :( she looks so cute!!!!!
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k.mbappe I heard about some comments going around about Y/N and I was disappointed to read some. This woman was by my side in my saddest moments and happiest moments, many times she is the starting point for all my peaks of uninterrupted happiness. We always had a private relationship, but I say here with all the certainty in the world that I am very happy next to this amazing, loving and generous woman. I honestly, truly, completely love her.
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ynusername you know i'm not good with words, but the only thing that matters to me is that you know how much i love you and how important you are to me. i love you in ways i have never loved anyone else.
mbappemine so happy for you guys :(
kyksbaby your happiness is what matters to us
ynfan1 kylian killing his own “fans”, as he should.
mbappeyours we will always support both of you 💗
ethanmbappe dopest person everrrr 🔥 love you sis
jkeey4 she’s fire 🥳🔥
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abbysbunny · 5 months
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NIGHT SHIFT
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plot: maybe the night shift is better
word count: 1.1k
warnings: angst, no happy ending, cheating
notes: I put my whole soul into this pookies, I hope u little sad gays enjoy🙏🏼
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ellie was your soulmate or she was supposed to be your soulmate, walking in on her with someone else in what was your bed was not part of your long term plan, you guys were supposed to be in it to win it, her words.
you and ellie had met through work, it was late august when Joel told her she could "benifet" from having a job, so ellie did was she was told, she nailed her interview for a sales job, easy right? no it was not, the minute she walked into the bland looking office she noticed the receptionist, you. you looked up from your desk and made eye contact with ellie, 'hi' you flashed her a smile and gave her a small wave, her heart was beating fast and her palms were sweating. she stared back at you for a second before waiving back and anxiously walking away.
the first time she knew she loved you was in the offices break room, not the most romantic place but her love for you didn't care. you sat across from her eating your lunch and taking time out of your break to talk to her, she made one of her dumb jokes that made you smile and laugh almost choking on your food, she looked at you completely in love and that's when it hit her how deep she was in
your first date was to say the least was awkward, she picked you up in her beat up car and brought you to a semi fancy restaurant, the food was nice, the place was quiet and the conversation was flowing. that night she even drove you home trying to drag the date our as long as possible, when she kissed you goodnight and cupped your face that's when you knew you were in love, the feeling felt like it would never leave.
as the months went on so did your love, the date nights were still vibrant, the spark was still there and she was still in love with you, very very in love. your jobs never changed and neither did your relationship, even after fights, moving in together and thanksgiving family dinners she staying by your side.
on your one year anniversary you planned a whole evening, of course it being a surprise. you were supposed to be out until five pm so when you came home ellie would just be getting back from work, everything already set up you before you left to get the special necklace you had custom made for her. you noticed ellie's car parked in your driveway even through she got of right about now, you rushed inside hoping ellie hadn't seen the surprise dinner before you could be there to greet her with all your love
when you stepped in you heard faint noises from your shared bed room, you quickly and anxiously stepped towards the creeked open door, when you peeked through it you saw ellie with someone else in your bed, your stomach dropped and an ache formed in your chest. you pushed the door open with your finger trying to make your presence known without embarrassing yourself, as they both heard the door open they froze up, ellie turned around and saw the look of disgust and hurt on your face, the gult hitting her in an instant.
the redhead laying on her back quickly scrambled her clothes on and ran out mumbling apologizes, you still stood there at the door as ellie tried to get your attention, tapping you and yelling your name, all you could think about was what you did and what would happen after this. when you snapped out of your thoughts you were met with ellie inches away from your face, you broke into sobs as ellie attempted to hold you.
she was quickly pushed away realizing you did not want her affection right now, in an panic Ellie rushed out of the house in sweatpants and t-shirt and crocs leaving you alone with your thoughts and pain.
a week later you sat in a cafe booth waiting for ellie to show up so you could "talk" about what happened. you waited another 5 minutes before ellie finally walked through the door, the bell ringing as she looked for you, you gave her the same wave you gave her the day you met, in the moment bringing back lost memory's to ellie, she sat down across from you and cleared her throat.
she picked her nose bridge and opened her mouth to speak, 'I want to start by saying I am deeply sorry, it was so fucked up what I did and I--' she cut herself off as she felt tears well up in her eyes, you looked at her trying to keep yourself collected, she sighed before speaking again, 'i want to know if we can...move past this'
moving past that seemed like the hardest thing in the world right now, you looked at her with a face of confusion, 'you want me to move part you cheating on me on our one year anniversary?' at the moment it sounded like the stupidest question for you, she looked at her shoes almost like she was trying to play the victim, she nodded her head and bit her lip so hard she drew some drops of blood.
you wanted to forgive her and countioe your relationship, get married maybe have a kid or two and move on. but you knew you couldn't, maybe forgiving but not forgetting was the solution. 'fine I'll fucking forgive you but I am not moving past this and living a fucking happy ever after with you okay?' you slightly raised your voice gained some attention of customers around you, ellie say there still looking at her shoes trying not to cry.
she told you she had staying with Joel this week and how she's willing to move out and move in with him till she finds another place, of course you felt bad but you werithe one who was hurt why should she get the house? you finished up talking and walked out to the parking lot, waiving goodbye and parting your separate ways. home felt like a burden right now, it was the last place you wanted to be, so outside was the next best thing, you walked till dark thinking about the past and the future, what was the apartment gonna look like after she's gone? will you ever talk again? what will you do when you see her at work?
maybe you'll have to take the night shift.
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i'm so obsessed w your blog you really unlocked all the nostalgia that's always waiting under the surface frfr i hope you send me spiraling all the way down again i miss it here so bad. anyway can i ask. what u got on... jane my beloved... sowwy if there's already like. posts abt it i'll go thru your whole blog someday and learn everything like my uni books xx
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ok some quick warm up doodles this morning to go with the chat i got... tw for torture, stalking, really sad stuff.
link to my au that has a page with her in it
ok to start off with, jane/liu aren't TOO present in my story because jane and liu live really normal lives. most of their personal story is about recovery and growth, they were victims not aggressors. they're more involved in ninas story, rather than the overarching slender/operator paranormal problems...
jane grew up in an upper middle class household with incredibly loving parents. she was majoring in criminal psychology and lived with her parents, since they were close to the uni. it was during her second year in university that jeff began stalking her. he'd leave dead animals on her doorstep, light fires in her garbage cans, shatter windows without even entering the house, key her car, leave cryptic writings on her car that say stuff like '1f' (1female) to further scare her.
it wasn't that there was anything special about jane, but she had a super easy, very strict schedule to follow. her uni classes were all in the same building at the time, her car had a few cute stickers and decorations on/in her car that made it easy to spot, she only worked sat-mon at a cafe near her university. she was a happy person. easy victim he thought
eventually, while jane was out, he broke into her home and assaulted her parents. whether he used drugs or just stabbed them in the right place to make them immobile idk, but he got them tied up in the kitchen at some point. he was torturing them, doing the typical carved out smile bullshit, and he planned on leaving them for jane to find that night -- but, for the first time, her schedule was different. she came home from work while he was drenching the house in gasoline.
he panicked upon hearing her absolutely gutwrenching scream and quickly lit the trail of gasoline while she was trying to untie her dad (her mom was long gone by this point, her dad was barely managing a few wheezed breathes). he went to go finish jane off. he slashed her face, from her right temple, down her cheek, splitting her mouth in half and getting down to her left jaw. but the fire was spreading way faster than he anticipated, and he already heard sirens, so he bolted.
jane suffered 3rd degree burns covering her entire right leg and arm, it reached up her neck and her face, alongside some other parts of her body. she was pulled out of the fire, rushed to the hospital, and barely managed to survive.
jane had some outside family to support her, but her biggest supporter was her friend from middleschool mary vaugn. she moved into mary's house, took a semester off of school for recovery. the second she felt physically able to, she tried to drive herself right back into school, regardless of her mental condition.
she changed her major to criminal justice. she eventually graduated, fell in love with mary, got married, became a private investigator, etc. she spent a while working on jeff's case, losing sleep and hair over it- she was getting into some sketchy things to try and figure it out, because by this point jeff and ben were friends, and slenderman needs ben's help, so jeff's now protected by slenderman
but jane is one stubborn fucking woman and kept going. instead of sending the proxies to subdue jane, he sent sally.
sally was another poltergeist that kept haunting homes with newborn babies. she was attracting some attention, but slenderman cant physically stop a ghost - so he spent some time talking to sally, connecting with this little ghost girl and convincing her 'you're doing such a great job protecting all these infants, but this one needs you now'
he sent sally off to live with jane. mary's sister was staying with jane/mary after having a baby, so sally agreed to protect the baby. jane quickly welcomed sallys presense, always having believed good things of protective spirits. her mom used to tell her stories of how her grandmother's ghost would always come and soothe jane in her infancy (whether its true or not doesnt matter to jane) .
sally eventually became more than a presence to jane, almost completely integrating herself into her household's daily life. even after mary's sister and her baby left, sally stayed with jane. she felt safe there. (it helped that there were no men in the house too)
jane cares for sally like a daughter for a long time, and begins to redirect her life towards sally, rather than hatred for jeff. she never fully recovers from that night, and she never ever ever ever fucking 'forgives' jeff in any way, but she puts it aside for a while.
but sally is still a spirit, and does her fair share of wandering. she's always landing herself in the cornfields, the forest, etc, and jane goes frantic looking for her -- which is where she eventually bumps into the proxies. it's a huge mess, but she finds out what the fuck slenderman is and whats happening in that forest, but she just . . cant do anything about it. for sallys sake
eventually they get to the point where jane commonly finds herself walking in the forest with sally, or the proxies have to call jane and tell her to 'get her ghost kid' from the forest, etc.
at some point in this she also connects with liu. i don't know who reaches out first, whether it be liu desperately wanting to apologize for everything, or jane trying to figure out anything about jeff she can use to find him. this is how she finds out about nina.
jane smacked the shit out of nina when she first met her, in front of the proxies, who had to pull them apart. (i love nina but she deserved it after idolizing jeff). but nina is really fucking weird and began to idolize jane as well, and sally liked nina, which made it even more complicated, and that's why jane is the first person nina calls after jeff stabbed her ...
by this point janes hoping nina can heal, hoping liu can heal, hoping she herself can heal. ITS VERY HARD. its so unbelievably painful. that's basically where her story is at right now...
on a more positive note, she has a beautiful relationship with mary, and was hugely accepted in mary's family. she does poetry, creative writing, and is passionate about her career. she takes some extra creative writing/art courses at the local community college, just out of pure interest. she does her best to live a peaceful life
a bit off topic, but here's a little thing i copy and pasted from an old hc post too:
i cannot explain how close jane and her parents were. she was an only child in a upper middle class house to a lawyer and a real estate agent so she was always spoiled rotten, taken care of, always told how beautiful and smart she was. hence why losing them is the most fucking detrimental shit to ever happen to her. she literally worhsips her parents. she’s wore mothers wedding dress to her own wedding. her uncle(dads brother) walked her down the aisle holding a framed photo of her dad. she almost refused to walk during her university graduation because her parents couldn’t be there, despite the years worth of hardwork and dedication she put into it.
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NEWJEANS AS JEALOUS GFS HEADCANNONS
a/n: just a fun lil attempt at hcs since i rarely do them,, to whoever requested this, i hope u enjoy my attempt 🥹 i'm sorry if they're not accurate jaldfadlfljdf
a/n 2: pics are not mine!! links to layouts used are listed below w respected @ <33
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MINJI (pic/layout creds courtesy of @k1sseo)
so bro™️
i think when minji gets jealous she’s just quiet
and she could get a little snarky sometimes, but just a smidge
minji didn’t expect to come home to you and hyein laughing your asses off at some random tiktok you were showing her
for some reason she was very bothered by it even tho you guys were naturally close
you kinda took awhile to notice her standing there but you once you did, you were quick to wrap your arms around her
she’ll play it off and act normal but she’s def quiet and i think she’d look like she’s deep in thought about something
so when you ask her to do something with you, that’s when light bulbs go off
“hey wanna go grab lunch later” “idk why don’t you go with hyein instead”
then you drag her to lunch anyway and endlessly tease her for being jealous in the first place
you also tease her ab the fact that she got jealous over the YOUNGEST member 😭 like ma’am, you think we’re gonna catch a case????
“i didn’t press you for the jealous type bro” “just shut up and eat”
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HANNI (pic/layout creds courtesy of @winuary)
every time i see/think of this girl she’s always smiling
so i think when she gets jealous she’ll still be smiling but like it’s def forced and looks fake
or if she’s not smiling then she 100% looks like this from that one live they did
either way that shit makes her stomach feel weird deep down
she’ll watch you and minji just monitoring your dance practice but you guys are just way too close together and minji’s shoulders brush against yours and-
“hanni, you okay? you’ve been zoning out for a while” and she just smiles again and plays it off
you knew something was up so when you’re back at the dorms that’s when you ask her and she shyly admits that seeing you that close w minji made her feel uneasy
you kiss her forehead softly and tell her she has nothing to worry about before pulling her into bed and cuddling w her for the entire night (even if ur arm goes incredibly numb cuz girlie does not move an inch away from u)
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DANIELLE (pic/layout creds courtesy of @i04rei)
dani wears her heart on her sleeve she’s adorable
so yk she’s jealous right away
you and hanni just came back from the mall and you are literally so happy
dani loves it when ur happy!! but it also makes her kind of sad that she’s not the one making u laugh and smile like that :(
she’s pouting while on her phone and u immediately take notice
“are u watching sad edits of cats again?” “naURRRR”
“you just seem awfully happy when you’re w hanni” “well yes bc shes my friend” more pouting and ur just trying not to melt at how cute she is
“how about we go to our fav cafe tmrw after our sched and then we can go watch the barbie movie after?” “but you don’t like barbie” “i don’t like a lot of things but if you like them, then i’d be more than happy to do them with you”
she just melts and forgets all ab what happened earlier
ft. hanni minji and hyein in the background trying not to gag out loud
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HAERIN (pic/layout creds courtesy of @venitly)
radio silence.
she’s already naturally quiet as is and she def does not speak her emotions compared to the others
so it takes you a little longer to figure out when she’s jealous vs the other members
after finishing a movie w danielle, she just blankly watches the two of you have deep conversations ab it
and honestly you confuse her jealous silence for her normal silence at first
but you start realizing the difference when she’s less affectionate with you (bc behind closed doors i think haerin is so affectionate like she deadass wont let go of you and is so touchy, needs to be holding you or be in close proximity w you)
“haerin, are you okay?” and she just nods. girl pls give us something to work with
she never really openly admits that she was jealous of you and dani but ur smart genius self put two and two together and connected the dots when u saw she was quiet around dani too but not the others
but bc she never outwardly said it, you don’t outwardly tell her not to worry or not to be jealous. instead you spend more time w her and getting her her fav snacks and whatnot and she appreciates it so much
haerin likes how you don’t need to be told when something bothers her, and when you figure it out, you always knew how to make her feel better without words
actions do speak louder than words and haerin knows how true that is with you
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HYEIN (pic/layout creds courtesy of @v-ico)
i’m gonna go for a platonic type of jealousy for hyein
she wanted to show u a new app she downloaded but u told her u were busy learning the new choreo from haerin
and she just whines
not like an annoying child throwing a tantrum kinda whine but just in a “why do u alw have sumn better to do” typa way
when u finish w haerin ur quick to go back to the dorms to see hyein napping
and u lowk feel bad bc all she wanted to do was show u sumn
u decide to let her sleep but ur idiot self banged ur hand on her door while trying to close it and now u feel bad even more bc she woke up
“you’re back alr unnie?” “yeah i came here quickly so you could show me the app”
hyein is super excited even tho she jus woke up, and shes reaching for her phone and is tapping thru w such speed
you both spend hours on the app (i keep saying the app bc idk what kinda app it would be 💀 im thinking either a game or a photo filter app idk) before ur both scolded by minji for being on the phone all day
it’s literally giving when ur little sibling just wants to show u sumn cool but ur too busy and u feel bad
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ranhaitanisgf · 4 months
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Can I have “cafe love” with Senju. She always goes to the cafe and orders the same order. And reader memorized it. Then one day Senju ask reader on a “movie theatre date” and of course reader accepted it. They have a great time together with a lot of fluff and cliche movie date tropes like sharing popcorn and holding your partner when your scared of the scene. Finally a kiss and the end of the date. Does Senju have a motor bike? Thank you, I hope this isn’t too much trouble. Have a good day!
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— senju kawaragi [akashi] // cafe love // movie theater date
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☆ ˎˊ˗ hiii anon! thank you for requesting senju & i hope ur still around after i was gone for so long !! i made this hcs so that i could fit all ur ideas in, i hope u dont mind ! i hope everyone enjoys !! xoxo
☆ ˎˊ˗ fem!reader implied
☆ ˎˊ˗ wc ; 1.2k+
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❥ everytime you hear the revving of a motorbike getting closer while you’re working, you begin to type the same order into the register, waiting for the flash of white hair to walk into the store. 
❥ for the last few months, the cafe has gained a regular; a girl named senju, (or at least, that was the name she gave for her order every time). you hadn’t interacted with her a whole lot outside of taking her order, but you could tell from your interactions that she was a friendly and outgoing girl, (she was also extremely pretty, but that was another conversation for another day). 
❥ professionally speaking, you weren’t entirely sure if it was a good idea for you to try and be friendly with a customer, (much less even think about asking them out…) so you were happy with just admiring her from afar, waiting for her to come into the store every day. 
❥ apparently though, she wasn’t. 
❥ it was on a completely normal day when she randomly asked you out, which strayed from the script that the two of you usually had. you’d just stared at her for a second, shocked and unsure of what to do next, (she waited very patiently as you tried to logic your way into finding an answer). 
❥ eventually, you found words, accepting her offer. her face had immediately stretched into a gorgeous smile, reaching over the counter and grabbing a pen from the pocket of your apron. when she gestured for your hand, you’d been confused, but you were already too flustered to think anything of it. you gave her your hand and she gently grasped it, dragging the pen across your skin until the writing read her number and full name. 
❥ she walked out without ordering anything, waving to you through the window of the cafe and driving away, leaving you in quite the stupor. 
❥ after your shift you hesitantly texted her, unsure of what to say. your hesitance was immediately gone when she instantly replied back, using many emojis to express her happiness that you next back. 
(y/n): hello! it’s (y/n) from the cafe! :D senju akashi: OMG hi! (>▽<) i’ve been waiting for you to text!! <("0 ")> senju akashi: are you free tomorrow? let’s go see a movie! (#^.^#)
❥ the next day, (after you promptly tossed all of your clothes out of your closet looking for an outfit) you met senju outside the station next to the movie theater, feeling a bit nervous about the whole thing. you’d never imagined that the cute girl who always came in would ask you out, so you were hoping that you wouldn’t be letting her down…
❥ when she showed up, all you could do was stare at her and smile for a few moments; she looked absolutely beautiful. it seemed as if she had put on a light amount of makeup further enhancing her features, (seriously, was this real right now?! were you about to go on a date with this gorgeous girl!?). 
“wow! you look so beautiful!!”  “haha, thank you! you look so pretty too!” 
❥ senju hooked her arm through yours, immediately breaking the awkward contact barrier between the two of you as she began to walk in the direction of the theater, (you were thankful that she was so straightforward because you felt like an emotional mess at the moment). 
❥ when the two of you entered the theater, she flashed a black card when buying the tickets, which you tried your best not to gape at. nonetheless, she caught you and just giggled at you expression, poking your cheek and bringing you to the concession stand. 
“my brother gave me his credit card, so we can go crazy!!” 
❥ well. her brother must be very rich…
❥ arms full of popcorn, junk food and drinks, the two of you made your way to the theater the movie was playing in. any awkwardness or nervousness you might have felt about going out with senju had vanished, leaving you with the fluttery feeling in the pit of your stomach and the amount of fun you were having. 
❥ you hadn’t even been sure what movie the two of you were seeing, but you laughed a bit to yourself when you realized it was a horror movie; terribly cliche, but strangely, you didn’t mind as long as it was with senju. 
❥ with the popcorn bucket between the two of you, the movie began. the first half wasn’t really scary, so you and senju were just watching with a bit of boredom, making comments and joking to each other about strange moments. seeing her smiling in the darkness of the theater was making you feel some type of way; your heart was beating slightly faster the entire time, your giddiness evident from the smile that didn’t seem to leave your lips the entire time. 
❥ by the second half of the movie, the horror had progressed a bit more, leaving the two of you a bit more scared as the scenes continued, (you and senju swore to protect each other if someone came out from behind to murder everyone). 
❥ there was one particular scene that freaked the both of you out, making you both instinctively reach for each other, your hands clasping together and squeezing as you both stared at the screen in fright. when the scene was over, you and senju looked to each other, laughing a bit and continuing with watching the movie, (neither of you let go). 
❥ by the end of the movie, the two of you had moved a lot closer to each other, which you really hadn’t realized until the lights turned on in the theater. neither of you minded though :) 
“you’re not planning on taking the train home this late, right?”  “hm? oh, haha, i was…”  “let me take you home!” 
❥ you hadn’t expected that you would be riding home on a motorbike of all things today, though you suppose you should have considered the possibility since you were going on a date with senju, the girl who always rode her motorbike to the cafe. 
❥ you hadn’t ever ridden one, so you had to admit that you were a little bit nervous at first, but senju made you feel more comfortable, telling you to hold onto her as tightly as possible if it made you feel better, (it made you more flustered, but you were happy to be close to her). 
❥ you felt a bit sad when you noticed that you were almost home, holding onto senju a bit tighter, (you really didn’t want to say goodbye yet). when she arrived in front of your house, she killed the engine, giggling a bit when she realized you hadn’t let go of her yet. 
“i’ll text you right when i get home, and we can plan another date!”  “hm, okay…as long as you promise.” “i promise!!” 
❥ you finally let go of her, getting off of her motorbike. senju walked you to the entrance of your house, giving you a sweet smile as she held your hand. before you could give yourself too much time to think about it, you leaned forward pressing your lips against her cheek for a few moments. when you pulled away, there was a shocked expression on her face, her eyes wide as she looked at you. 
“next time…i’ll give you an actual kiss. get home safe! bye bye!” 
❥ you chuckled when you saw that she still had the same shocked look on her face, blindly nodding at your words. 
“bye bye…”
❥ you were really looking forward to the next date :)
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pillow-anime-talk · 2 years
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so, umm... i’m... well... hi?
request: hey writer hope u are well!!! can i have lawliet, near and mello with f!reader? separately? can be a fluffy, how would them react to meet the darling for the first time? in a random place, she it’s not aware of their observation yet... so the boys even being shy try to do something to get her attention.love flirting and these things... the rest it’s by your imagination. already, thank you!!!
# tags: headcanons; strangers to lovers (?); light romance; mostly fluff; a bit of comedy; mention of alcohol; flirting; sfw
includes: female reader ft. l lawliet, mihael keehl & nate river {death note}
author’s note: my boys 🥺 happy to write abt them. love u.
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— LAWLIET
↘ Definitely, your first meeting would be in this well-known to all of us cafe that serves sweet cakes, hot coffee and iced tea.
↘ I think you would be a new employee there who would be hired part-time because of your studies. You wanted to earn some extra money, and at the same time still have time to study, meet friends and rest a bit. Working in the cafe was relaxing and really enjoyable; the smell of coffee, cookies and ice cream was lovely. You felt like you were on vacation at your grandma’s house.
↘ Lawliet was obviously one of the regular customers who just went to the cafe where you worked on a sunny day. I suppose he’d be a bit surprised to see a new face behind the cash register who also had great use of a coffee machine and knowledge of making hot drinks.
↘ For a short moment he would be watching you from his table, and as soon as you noticed him – it wasn’t hard to notice the strangely seated dark-haired man – you came closer to him, asking what he wanted at that moment. Of course, you recommended some things and he nod his head.
↘ I think he would be distrustful and at the same moment very curious about your person. In any case, he then asked for three different pieces of cake (chocolate one, with strawberries and whipped cream, and an apple pie) and one large coffee with a lot of brown sugar. He also asked for a cup of ice cream and extra waffles.
↘ “... You like sweet things a lot, don’t you?” You asked with a slight smile, hiding the notebook in the pocket of your black apron.
↘ For a brief moment, the young man was silent, and when he looked into your shiny eyes, he nodded slightly once again. His gaze measured you from head to toe a second later.
↘ “Yes, I really like sweet things.” He pushed one corner of his mouth up and you just blushed on your cheeks and whole nose. You quickly apologized to the male, saying you were going to prepare his order, and he just chuckled.
↘ Now he was definitely more curious about you. You seemed 98% trustworthy (he took the 2% from you because you wrote with a green pen and it was a bit crazy for him).
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— MIHAEL
↘ First meeting? Definitely at some loud party full of alcohol and heavy music. I think you would have a great time on the dance floor with your friends who pulled you out of the house for the first time in a long time (you know; work and study, family problems, fatigue and a simple aversion to life).
↘ Your dress perfectly matched your figure and hairstyle, and you danced to one of your favorite songs with a huge smile, while singing its lines loudly. Your three female friends had as much fun as you, drinking beer or other stronger drinks.
↘ Mihael would have noticed you at the very beginning; since you entered the club in the basement, his eyes were on you the whole time. He watched your face, smile, body, hand movements and lips as they moved to the beat of the song. He was fucking delighted with you, and at the same time, for the first time in his life, he felt the shyness in his heart. It was strange, new and interesting for him, not gonna lie.
↘ For the next few minutes of the party, he totally didn’t know how to start a conversation with you. Fortunately, after another quarter of an hour, he no longer had to think about a way and an excuse to approach you.
↘ At one point, Mello noticed that one of the club’s guests was harassing you and offering you a drink in an unpleasant way. You tried to politely push the insistent teenager away from you, but the man did not give up. 
↘ Only upset Mihael, who took the gun out from behind his back, made the twenty-x-year-old apologize to you and quickly run away from the dance floor, and then probably from the party venue.
↘ Delighted by the behavior of a stranger, you thanked him with a slight smirk on your lips.
↘ “You didn’t accept a drink from him, but will you make an exception for me? They serve good Martini here.” He asked uncertainly, and you just nodded.
↘ Well... Your friends were always right that you really like bad boys.
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— NATE
↘ It’s hard for me to say where your first meeting would take place, but after a short while a very simple and logical headcanon came to my mind.
↘ I think you would be the sister/cousin/daughter of one of the people who worked for Nate and that is how you would get to know each other (over time).
↘ When he saw you for the first time, he would be fascinated; you were really beautiful to him and just plain interesting, but on the other hand he was afraid of you. 
↘ Even if you were close to one of his employees, he had to be careful and alert. Nevertheless, he would watch you closely every time you visit your family at their workplace.
↘ It would take days or even weeks for Nate to speak to you; I think it would be something as simple as asking for help with paperwork or making a domino together. But you would be very glad and very blushed at his precious proposal.
↘ He would still be watching you closely, admiring your neatness and passion for the task entrusted to you. White-haired – interestingly – praising you from time to time. 
↘ Near wouldn’t say much, but he would definitely have a talent for light, intelligent pickup lines.
↘ “You have neat and really pretty fingers.”
↘ “Thank you.”
↘ “You’re pretty too, of course.”
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the0wllady · 1 month
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So. You've heard about my adventures in the Human Realm?
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And you really want to know how I came to be in that Las Vegas place?
It was while I was in that cafe place in Gravesfield.
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I overheard a conversation. They were talking about how to get a lot of money.
Yes, I know, I'm a little bit obsessed with wealth. But I have my reasons! Trust me!
So, they got my attention...
The general thing I got was that there was a place, called "Vegas", where there were places called "Casinos", where if you played games, you could amass a large amount of money.
I was interested, and was about to ask some questions, when the dog that I'd found started acting up.
The waitress came over and asked me to keep it under control, or pay my bill and leave.
So, I picked up the dog, and offered it to her, as payment...but she screamed. And started shouting something about it not being a dog, and  to get it and myself out of the place!
Someone else pointed something at me, so I quickly made a distraction spell, and left in a hurry!
The dog had broken free and that was the last I saw of it.
I went and hid out in the town library.
Y'know, you can find out almost anything in a library?
So, I asked about the Vegas place, and was shown books about this place called Las Vegas. It was in another place called Nevada, around 3000 miles away!
I decided that I should go and see for myself.
But, as I didn't have any Human Realm money, I couldn't buy a ticket on the flying machines, called planes, I'd have to fly myself.
Not a problem I thought!
I got myself together, and set off on Owlbert.
I was flying peacefully, minding my own business, when this small plane flew towards me.
The person in control waved at me. So I waved back.
No. They were pointing downward, telling me to go down.
I shook my head, but they insisted. And flew around me.
I decided to go down and try and loose this plane, so I just dropped quickly, towards an area of trees.
I hid out in the trees until some vehicles came. And a lot of people got out.
I realized that they were looking for me, so I quietly left that area.
I had lost some time. But I thought that I'd fly at night, so I couldn't be seen. I holed up in a barn, and rested until nightfall.
That night, I set off again, but hadn't been flying long, when I became aware of two more small planes coming towards me.
I didn't know how they could see me in the darkness, but got out of there, flying down to just above the ground.
That seemed to loose the following planes.
So, it was too dangerous to fly in the sky by Day or night!
I ended up flying along just above the ground, at night so I couldn't easily be seen.
Finally, I arrived at Las Vegas.
It's an amazing place. Full of casinos and places to stay known as hotels.
I wandered around. You can just walk into the places, as long as you look like you're old enough by their laws.
But I couldn't play any of the games, not having the required money!
I was working out how this game worked, where little blocks with dots on were thrown and the dots had to make a certain number.
Well, this man was throwing them.
I tried a little magic, and found that I could get them to fall just as I wanted.
Great. But I couldn't play myself.
So, I latched onto this guy. And made out that I could tell how the dice blocks would fall.
He didn't believe me, but tried it out.
After he won a few times, he was very happy. We got talking, his name was Stan, and he was from a place called Oregon.
He decided that we could be a good team, and we went on to win a fair stash of cash!
Stan said that we should move around, as winning too much in one casino was likely to get us noticed, in a bad way!
This turned out to be true. As we noticed some people following us around suspiciously.
By this time, Stan and me had been drinking a bit. I suppose it's like the vintage Apple Blood. It makes your head a little fuzzy!
I also realized that Stan had all the money, as he was the one playing the games!
Somehow, we ended up going into one of the places in Vegas where they marry people. I think that it was in order to shake off those followers.
And, yes, me and Stan ended up getting married!
A while later, after our "honeymoon" in a hotel room, I was carrying our winnings, when the security people in the casino we were playing in moved in on us.
I panicked, and ran out of the casino, and almost into a group of cops!
They gave chase, so I summoned Owlbert, and rode out of town.
Them cops followed me for ages, before I could give them the slip!
It was obvious that I couldn't go back to Vegas. A pity, as I really got on alright with Stan.
So, I returned to Gravesfield, by bus and plane this time, as I had money, and so through the portal to home.
And that's what really happened...
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plscallmeeren · 3 months
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C I T I Z E N S O F W E S T V I E W P T 3
Wanda Maximoff x Reader
Request: Dragonsw
Summary: part 3 ig (there is smut but I have marked before and after in case u just wanna read the story)
Warnings: Swearing; piv smut; anatomy lol; very pushy romantic old people; unedited bs
Word Count: 3K+
You watched Wanda cheerfully as she went on about her favourite milk-bar in Sokovia and the friendly couple who owned it. Two large bags full of books from the secondhand bookshop pulled at your arms as you followed her into the cafe, setting them down and ordering your favourite types of coffee while she continued.
She gestured around wildly in an attempt to bring more life into her story, your gaze slipping to the black woollen blazer she had stolen from you some time ago now. You might never forget her glare when you asked if you could have it back.
Her retelling came in swings of heavy accent and moments of delighted height down to suspenseful quiet. You listened intently.
She had been living with you for a while, slowly marking her territory with various ornaments and efforts, steadily ending an era of bleakly scarce cutlery and naked walls. You hadn't felt like you were missing anything before - it just didn't matter enough, and you barely had company over, anyway - but now you wondered whether you could survive without it all. Without the brass plates, the frilly curtains, her.
Her inner evolution hadn't gone unnoticed, either, although it too crawled so slowly it took looking back to realise how far she had come, how much had changed. Originally, although kind and occasionally talkative, she had been more of a stranger, a foreign house-guest who had landed with you on accident. You didn't mind back then, but again, you couldn't take it back. It wouldn't be enough.
Now, she had a favourite cafe, a favourite couch, a favourite neighbour. Her past seemed to slip away slowly, carefully ripping away any reserve or depression. It was still there. You saw it, every day, in little ways - but it was more like a passing thought, something that could be triggered with the wrong word or look. Back then it had enveloped her, fed her its own poison and blinded her from its weak points.
She was regaining a home where her previous one had been brutally destroyed. Not stolen, not tampered with, but wholly and utterly destroyed.
However, you did not know this. You knew precisely nothing, and as much as she was enough - she always would be - curiosity sometimes reared its unkind head, suggesting you say things in conversation, sometimes rendering you entirely incapable of speech. She knew about your history, why not hers? You knew why it truly bothered you, of course. There was only feeble denial of the twist in your stomach when she pronounced something wrong (judging by the average English-speaker) or the way heat coursed through you when one side of  your t-shirt slipped down her shoulder.
You were falling for her, whether you'd allow yourself to word it that way or not. Perhaps that was why you clung to the most unlikely part of her story, namely the mention of romance, and telepathically directed the conversation in another direction.
"You know, I have a friend in Los Angelos who... well, he wasn't so different from me, just... ice powers-"
"And you think ice powers are as cool as telepathy and stuff?"
"And stuff? Really? Stuff?"
"Mhm. Ice powers are much cooler."
"Good to know. What I was trying to say, is that I'm happy he found peace and love. All our kind - us warriors - never believed that was a viable life for us, even something to think about. But life has a way of proving you wrong, and I'm happy for him."
She stared at you for a moment, the two of you basking in the ethereal glow of the other, lost in translation of thoughts and other things you missed. She cocked her head, smiling faintly: "Why are you thinking of romance, dušica? Do you have someone in mind?"
"Maybe I do."
Some weeks ago you might have startled at such a raw display of trust, considering how badly you felt you were hiding your feelings. You wondered at her; whether some minuscule part of your emotion for her was mirrored within her, strong enough to make her stay.
You held her gaze, breathing in the scent of hot coffee as it entered your world without realising someone must have brought it.
Every spell had to break at some point, though.
"Why, hello, dears! I haven't seen you around in at least a week, am I right? Any good books?"
Mrs. Hill. Again. You loved her, truly, but she was more set on getting you and Wanda together than she was on keeping up her marriage. Or at least, her marriage may have suffered, had Mr. Hill not been just as in on the gossip.
"Yes, some classics today. Mainly cozy things," Wanda replied for you.
"Oh, yes, I assume you two will be cozying up all the way til spring, right, dears?" She winked at you in a way you imagined was supposed to be subtle, but was effectively more in Wanda's direction than in yours.
"I'm sure they'll be extremely cozy, darling. Although getting exercise in the cold times is important, too, you know," her husband caught on as he appeared around the corner. This particular ambush almost always came in double at once. You pretended not to hear the implications of exercise. Wanda snorted.
"I'm sure we'll be fine."
"And are you sharing a room?" Mrs. Hill asked, practically chirping.
"No, Mrs. Hill, I have a guest room, luckily."
"Oh. Well. I didn't realise."
"We're just heading out to our date night," Mr. Hill said in a last attempt, winking in much the same way as his wife.
"Well, you have fun, love birds," Wanda answered graciously, the two of you waving them off as they approached the counter. She broke into fits of giggles, clamping her hand over her mouth until they left.
"Oh, stop it," you muttered, sipping at your coffee as she cackled.
"Ha! Date night? Cozying up? Sharing a room? Exercise?"
"Oh, you caught that, did you?" you said sarcastically, laying your head on one side, unimpressed.
"Oh, I caught that. I caught it and I'm never letting go."
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Wanda
Wanda put her book down, leaning back into your bed with a sigh. She hadn't taken in any of the content. She had been thinking about you - the way your scent was ingrained in your pillows, the faint curve of your body where you always slept. This bed was bigger, more comfortable, so you had offered it while you practiced. She regretted it now.
She knew what was wrong with her; why you were so distracting. She knew exactly why she blushed when you called her 'love' or 'darling' or why there was a throb between her legs when you practiced your martial arts, muscles flexing with unequalled precision.
It drove her insane. She wanted to open up, but she never wanted to speak his name again. She wanted to love you without guilt, but she couldn't betray Vision that way. She wanted to ravish you and feel you, but how dare she?
In the end, however, she knew what the right answer was. Or maybe not right, but right for her. She had to tell you. Everything. Starting with Vision, and if she had the strength, about you.
Wanda stood up gingerly, tense and weak at the same time. She perched behind the doorframe, watching as you moved in the coated space of the living room; the swift cut of an arm, the careful lift of a foot, back arching perfectly as you leaned back. You had even tried to reach her some for when she couldn't rely on her powers. Hypnotising. Then again, you always were.
Vision would want this, she thought, but doubt still crept in at the edges, the loose hems of her mind, whispering in convincing voices that sounded like him but were only an echo of herself. Vision would want this.
Now it was you and your katana, a revelry of broad sways and wicked stabs at innocent air, your eyes closed, not sensing her because of complete concentration.
Beautiful.
You had done so much for her and she felt like she had never given anything back - you certainly hadn't asked. You were sweet, caring, polite, warm - oh, you were so warm. She had hugged you once or twice and who knew whether she was getting warmer from happiness or safety or the pure heat you radiated at all times. She had been safe in those arms, the stray anchor of a slow heartbeat, the murmur of what you had picked up casually of her native language.
She loved Vision, she always would, but even he couldn't compare to you. The thought clutched at her stomach and crushed it, replaced her belly with fear. What if she ruined this, too?
She was so afraid. She was out of her mind with fear.
You opened your eyes. She knew your routine. This is the point where you would sit down on your shambled carpet and meditate, but instead you smiled at her.
She hadn't realised she had abandoned her hiding spot behind the door.
"Hello, Wanda. I hope I didn't make you wait too long?"
Maybe it was the gentle tone of your voice, or the sound of her name when you said it, like it was the most delicate thing in the world - maybe it was the proof that she mattered so much, that there could be peace in apology, but she burst into tears.
Your approach wasn't rushed, but you were beside her in seconds, embracing her. Maybe that was why she had started sobbing; any excuse to feel your arms around her. Your heartbeat. Your warmth.
It was all possible here. From this vantage point, she could surely do anything.
She sniffed a few times, pulling back. You looked down at her, visibly concerned but not belittling.
"I- I'm fine. Can we talk? On the couch. I need- I need to tell you."
"Tell me what?"
"Everything."
There was no point in you arguing, saying you didn't need to know. Instead, at her request, you made a batch of coffee as she settled down, joining her once you had filled two mugs and found a tissue box.
She sniffed some more, but finally she was ready. She could do this. She could do anything if it meant you might hug her again, even kiss her. Oh, how she longed to kiss you.
You didn't even look at her expectantly, instead taking her hand, watching them intertwine as if it were the most miraculous thing in this world.
"It started when I demonstrated for Sokovia. For my freedom."
Her tears ran freely again, but she didn't stop.
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You
She didn't stop. You said nothing, only holding her hand.
She told you about Hydra, about a man(?) called Vision, about all she had lost, the end of the Avengers as she knew them, so many things in between.
"And now, Vision has every right to hate me for this, but I think..."
She looked you in the eye, steady, as if this were the final hurdle, the last thing to cross off a list of horror stories.
"I think I love you, just like I love this town. I've tried not to, but what's the point? I can't leave here without having tried. For myself, I suppose."
She looked at you, face tear-streaked but lovely, expecting something. Some grand reaction, another horror story to add. You refused. You were burning with love for her.
"Darling," you started slowly, taking her other hand into yours as well, "the day that we met... I had no idea what I was doing. I walked up to you, as you may recall, out of nowhere. A complete stranger. I just knew you needed something. I guess I did too, I just didn't realise it yet. I never could've felt this strongly. Anything. It's all you. You have made my life more lively and I honestly don't fucking care anymore that I'm selfish to want you. I don't want you to leave. Ever."
You didn't know who leaned in first, although later you both claimed it was the other. First, your lips barely brushed against each other, careful, cautious. Then it was over, your lips meeting forcefully, gripping for the other like there would never be another chance.
Something tore through your stomach, a rush of blood perhaps, but it fell like a tidal wave coursing, too big to fit. Nothing did. Nothing fit, but it was good. The way your heart felt like it would burst, like it was straining against confinements - that was good. Only now. Only with her. It was good.
She pulled back gently, and while you were entirely blown away and shocked and ecstatic and on adrenaline, Wanda looked calm, a steady thing in an ocean of unsureness. Her right hand clasped with yours, a delicate gesture for a delicate thing, carefully pulling you off the couch and towards your room.
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"Are you sure?" you asked feebly as she closed the door behind her, sitting down on the edge of the bed.
"Yes. I have waited long enough." You watched as she dragged the auburn skirt and black tights down her legs, fighting with the feet before dismantling all clothes on her upper half.
Wanda was perfect. She always had been, yet there was something about seeing her now, ironically pure, more exposed. Emotionally and physically. There was so much more of her than you could have anticipated, and there would be so much more to come.
She smiled, cheeky and expectant, biting her lip playfully as you dragged off your own pants and boxers, not bothering with the loose t-shirt. She was only wearing panties and a bra - red and lacy.
You crooned forward, laying your hands down on either side of her and leaning in, pushing her down on the bed. Your hands roamed - there was no helping yourself - along the smooth skin of her thighs, the dip of her waist and the roll of her belly. Her breasts spilled out of your hands when you groped them, her hair splaying out over the covers and herself in a way that made her look like a mythological beauty. She might as well have been.
"Wanda," you murmured, not aware of what you exactly you wanted as your colliding lips parted.
"Shh," she answered, unclasping her bra behind her back and running her hands over your chest, below the shirt, eventually pulling you back down by the nape of your neck, out of your hypnosis.
You played with the hem of her panties for a moment, dragging them down to her ankles before throwing them elsewhere. She reciprocated by removing your last bit of clothing, too.
You turned abruptly, pulling her along with your hands on her ass, to lean against the headboard, sitting slanted, with her on your lap. You sent her a questioning look. She lowered herself onto you with something close to rolling her eyes.
Wanda's mouth formed an 'o' shape, and only then did you realise you weren't using any protection. You began to rise, but she held up a finger to stop you, as if she had read your mind.
"I want this."
Maybe you should have insisted or argued, but you didn't. She began rising and falling on your lap, panting as you toyed with her breasts, occasionally pinching or biting her nipples, earning a gasp. Your mouth focused on her neck, her collarbone, her neck again, behind her ear, her cleavage - an unimaginable feast. You ravished her with such concentration it reminded her of your practice.
Her fingers tangled in your hair, gripping tightly as her belly pressed against your abdomen. You pressed your hand there and she moaned so loudly, you were sure the neighbours could hear. Well, at least the town would be getting the romance they wanted.
"Oh, God, (y/n), I'm coming! This is- You're-"
You silence her with a kiss, hoping that would say anything that needed to be said as she came, juices spilling out onto the sheets.
"Wanda, I-"
"Do it."
You came as well, filling Wanda to the brim, and while you knew you were supposed to feel regret, none arrived.
SMUT ENDS HERE
She smiled broadly, leaning forwards to conjoin your sweating bodies, her head on your chest. You weren't sure what inspired her smile to grow bigger and bigger, didn't know the importance of a steady heartbeat and deep breaths.
"Is this real?" Wanda whispered, barely audible. Your heart ached.
"Yes. Fuck yes. And I will never let you lose me, unless you want to. It can always be real. As long as you like."
"Thank you."
The silence encompassed you once more, feeding on your thoughts and worries until you were both drowsy and blissed out.
"Wanda?"
"Yeah?"
"Why didn't you stop me?"
She manoeuvred her head to look at you, saw the worry in your eyes, only smiled again.
Wanda took your hand, placing it on her abdomen. "This," she emphasised, "is not something I am afraid of, dušica. There is nothing I want as much as children - well, maybe you - and I fear only that I will have them too late."
"Because of you? Us? The dangers?"
She nodded grimly. "We can't expect to live as long as anyone else. Others..." She stared, but at something else, someone far away, and you desperately wanted her back.
"I wonder whose language they'll pick up first. Or maybe they'll just be boring Americans. Wouldn't be too bad."
She laughed, and there she was again, all yours, the past only something passing by.
"I don't know what I want," she whispered once more.
"Neither do I. We'll figure it out, though. All in due time," you promised.
You chuckled just as a bright and suspiciously watery laugh escaped her. "I just thought of Mr. Hill telling us to get exercised," she confessed, giggling, bringing your lips to hers precariously.
This was right. Now. With her. This was right.
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spideyznuts · 6 months
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Pt 2/2
Proofread? Nah
Warnings? none basically
note from author: haven't started writing but im so sorry for the grammar and punctuation in advance and if you didn't read pt 1 then u should :)
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under this the story starts :)
His heart shattered. A single tear rolled down his cheek.
"I…"
He looked down, hiding his tears.
"I missed you. I've missed you for so long."
The look of a heartbroken lover, was obvious. The grief on his face was painful to witness. It was hard to imagine someone who had so much love for someone. Only for them to completely forget him.
"Please… please… I need you to remember."
His eyes went back up, looking at you. With a pleading look and a face full of tears. you where pretty nervous, what are you supposed to do when someone is crying? I don't know either. "Uh..don't cry, what if its like..A puzzle?" you where just walking at that point, doing anything to make him stop crying. Wanderer just looked at you confused. "A puzzle?"
"Yea, a puzzle. you have to put all the pieces together!"
He thought about what you said, his mind raced. Trying to piece together, everything he believed to be a forgotten dream, but it was a reality and he had to convince you.
"I… I know all of the pieces. But what if… What if you don't have the pieces? What if they're lost, forgotten? What then…?"
He was still trying to see it, the chance of hope. To make you remember everything.
"it won't hurt to try, will it?"
He looked at you. The look of grief in his eyes, but also the look of an eternal optimist. Hoping to make you remember. Even if there was a chance of failure, his heart still hoped beyond hope that you would remember.
"Of course, it's worth a shot…"
He was willing to try, do anything to make you remember him
He took a moment to think, everything he believed. From the look in your eyes, to the touch of her hand on his. Every moment of them was in his thoughts.
"Do you remember the way we first met?"
This was the most important piece.
"Afraid not, could you tell me about it?"
He smiled at you. You was willing to try, this would be a long and tedious process. He was ready to pour his heart out to you. Reminding you of everything and making you remember.
"Of course! It was a beautiful day. I walked up to you in this very cafe. It was a sunny day, you sat in a very elegant and relaxed manner"
He continued describing, everything that lead up to their first moment. he explained everything in great detail so you could at least try and remember. you listened intently trying to remember, you didn't really know what she was remembering but you still tried.
You chuckled "You almost tripped when you walked up to me"
His memory quickly went back in time. The moment his eyes landed on you and the moment he walked over, he suddenly tripped. The look of embarrassment on his face. But it was all a memory that he remembered.
"Oh. Um.. that was embarrassing. But I was too shy to say hi at first. I think my feet had a different opinion though."
Wanderer couldn't help but chuckle, as he recalled the memory of him tripping. It was funny yet he felt so embarrassed and shy at the same time.
you two kept talking as he helped recall your memory, the more he talked the more you remembered.
He kept on talking about the little things, the details about that day, that very moment. With each word he spoke, you began to remember. And slowly but surely, the memories came back to you.
Slowly, you began to remember it all. You where once again, in love with him. you felt a warm glow in your heart, the memory of the man you loved came to you.
you where now in the memories with him again. Remembering everything. All the moments you shared together. They were no longer forgotten.
he kept talking, letting you remember. Watching his beloved remember the love and memories they had. It made him so happy, he was grinning from ear to ear. He felt like his heart would explode, but it was all good. He was happy.
He never wanted to be forgotten, and finally, he wasn't. he abruptly kissed you, you where taken aback by his sudden movement.
"I missed you so much. So very much."
He held her tight and gave her a kiss. He was back with the lover of his life. No more memories of their love forgotten.
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End note from spideynuts: I really tried for this and like i cringed a shit ton when i wrote this so yeaa
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umeoniii · 1 year
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OMG im very sorry about that ask being deleted😭😭 it was me who sent it and im ngl i forgot what i requested in there🥺 bc i have shit memory
but if i can request again for the college au, would it be okay for it to be about where hange and reader meet in college but have different majors, though they have a big mutual friend group and thats how they met, but i do remember it was hcs of reader and hange being in college together and just being a cutesy couple <33 (i think..) if im wrong then this is embarrassing but please do write what makes you comfy! i’ll love it either way 🫶🏼🫶🏼
hange meeting their lover at college hcs
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okay so i feel like she'd be the outgoing nerdy person
hange was REALLY into her studies, she barley went to parties, trips, practically almost didn't have the college experience bes school was more important
she definitely majored something involving technology or science, maybe like computer science, chemistry, physics something that peaks her interests. she had very few friends, associates yeah a lot, but she wasn't like super popular and stuff. either way she's very sociable and friendly which is very good, very nice. moblit, erwin and levi would probably be her only friends and like tbh it looked odd to others. (there were definitely some rumors at once 🫣)
anyways one day she met you through a friend that you both knew. you went up to her bcs you just saw her doing her work at a table in the cafe on campus, you initiated the convo by asking where she came from, her major so on and so forth. lowkey you were slick with it too, bcs deep down you desired to know more about this mysterious hange, it was planned from the start, you even asked your friends for advice.
anyways she talked with you and ended up spiraling about endless nerdy stuff and you just admired her while she talked about it. you were lowkey intrigued. she eventually apologized, then you found the right way to get her number.
"we can continue this convo another time, here's my number" you smiled she was vv happy about it because she finally had another friend! no more of the same 3 men everyday! yay!
this was the start of something wonderful, quickly you became her best friend (sorry moblit :(. ) you guys did everything together, you visited her at her job as a lab assistant and she’d visit you at your job as a cashier at a department store. you two would go hang out at the arcade, local restaurants. she'd take you out to the beach, you'd help her study, you guys would play videos games together. literally everything, you guys were the best of friends.
everyone was literally so surprised when they saw she had another friend that she was oh so close to. they were happy for you guys though!
one day you came to terms that maybe you liked your bestfriend in more than a friendly way. and it ATE YOU UP. you didn't know if they felt the same way, you didn't know if it would screw things up. you were so scared to even look at hange :(
she noticed and got worried one day and asked you if you were alright and if you wanted to stay at her apartment and study. you obliged obvi but was still shaking in your boots. you complimented her over and over and she kept saying "aww thank you, i love you so much too” and it finally became your last straw and you told her how you felt. how you actually felt. she got really flushed and explained how she felt the same way but just didn't know how to tell u. it ended with you guys sharing a sweet somber kiss and making your relationship official! you also stayed over her apartment ;)
you guys told everyone about it, your friend groups basically combined lowkey. you guys still studied together. hange would always surprise you with dinner after a long day of classes and you guys would head straight back to her apartment to chill.
she'd take you out on sweet dates, she even goes to parties now just for you.
she literally loves u so much and wouldn’t change what college she goes to for the world.
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a/n! sorry this wasn’t really in hc format or wtv, also it’s all good anon! i liked writing this one, and you guys can request as much as you guys want. i LOVE writing, im not in a creative writing class for naught ><
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lisutarid-a · 2 months
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[Gakuen K] Yatogami Kuroh Route Translation
Love is important
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LIST OF CHAPTERS
[Translation under the cut]
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Saya: Have a good day, master.
Saya: Fu… I've never done customer service before, so I was worried, but I guess I'm getting by.
Saya: Still, I don't know how we came up with this idea. Maid's test of courage cafe…
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Saya: Maid's test of courage cafe?
Shiro: Well, I'm just trying to summarize everyone's opinions!
Kuroh: …Have you thought about the content?
Shiro: I'm gonna think about it from now on. But it sounds kinda interesting, doesn't it?
Neko: What if the ghost dressed up as a maid?
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Saya: In that case, it would be a ghost cafe.
Neko: Ah, I see. Hmmm.
Shiro: …How about using two locations? Only those who successfully pass the test of courage can enter the mysterious maid cafe ~something like that.
Kuroh: I see…So who is in charge of what?
Shiro: Of course, Neko and her are the maids. We were in charge of the test of courage. Or would Kuro prefer it the other way around?
Kuroh: Stop it. I shudder just thinking about it.
Saya: Letting only those who have passed the test is a bit of a high hurdle. What if they are disappointed?
Shiro: Don't worry. If you serve customers with proper feelings, they will be happy.
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Saya: (Me and Neko are at a maid cafe in an empty classroom, Kuro-kun and Shiro-kun are in charge of the test of courage in the audiovisual room)
Saya: (Almost no one comes in…I wonder what is this test of courage is)
Saya: (I'm curious…but I'm still on duty, maybe I'll go at break time)
Saya: (It's already noon…It's time to get hungry and maybe the customers will show up)
Saya: (We'll just have to be ready for all the customers to come at once)
Saya: (We have enough coffee beans and …tea leaves for tea. Maybe I should prepare some hot sandwiches)
Saya: (I've made a lot of ingredients for hot sandwiches in the dorm, but at this rate it might be too much…)
Saya: I wish Kuro-kun could have tasted it…
Kuroh: --Konohana.
Saya: Whoa!
Saya: K-Kuro-kun!! Y-You startled me…
Kuroh: I didn't expect you to be so surprised. Sorry for the sudden--
Saya: U-Un-uh! It's not your fault, Kuro-kun! Don't worry about it!
Saya: (I'm too embarrassed to say I was thinking about Kuro-kun…)
Kuroh: …
Saya: Kuro-kun? What's wrong?
Kuroh: N-No, it's nothing.
Saya: Um, customers aren't coming here at all, is the test of courage is going well?
Kuroh: It's no problem. In fact, it's a big success, accroding to the customers reviews who have made it to the maid cafe.
Saya: Eh, reviews?
Kuroh: Yeah. It seems that your hospitality and food have been well received. And…Um. And the outfits.
Saya: Really!? What a relief. This outfit is embarrassing, but I wonder if it looks weird from Kuro-kun's point of view…?
Kuroh: …It looks really good on you. I even admired it a bit earlier.
Saya: I-I see. Thanks.
Saya: (It's very embarrassing when people say it seriously…)
Saya: But if it's so successful, shouldn't you be busy? Is it okay for you to come here?
Kuroh: Shiro told me to take a break and and go check on you.
Kuroh: Ha…I'm sure he was deliberately trying to be considerate…
Saya: Hm? Kuro-kun, what did you just…
Kuroh: cough…Where's Neko?
Saya: Neko also taking a break now. Maybe she's going around the school festival.
Kuroh: I see. What were you doing?
Saya: I just wanted to get everything ready before people arrive. Oh, I was wondering if you'd like to try some.
Kuroh: It is okay?
Saya: Uhm. I made a little too much. I wanted Kuro-kun to taste it.
Kuroh: Yeah. I got it. Then, I'll have some.
Saya: Oh, I'll heat it up, just wait a minute.
Kuroh: …
Saya: (It's been a long time since someone ate something I made like this)
Saya: How's the taste?
Kuroh: Uhm, it's delicious. Did you come up with this recipe yourself?
Saya: Uhm. I like bread, so I eat various kinds of sandwiches, but this time I tried to be a little creative.
Kuroh: I see…
Saya: But it still needs to be improved. I wonder how to make it more delicious…
Kuroh: …Ichigen-sama said that love is the most important thing.
Saya: Love?
Kuroh: Yeah. It is important to imagine the person who will be eating the food while making it.
Kuroh: There are countless recipes in this world, but none is perfect enough to appeal to everyone. Everyone has their own tastes.
Kuroh: Thinking of the person who will eat it, considering the taste that they prefer. This is the reason why they say "love is important".
Saya: (Now that you say that…I was trying to make it tasty to get Kuro-kun's approval, but…)
Saya: (I was so busy thinking about myself that I didn't think much about the person who will eat it)
Saya: I think I understand how to deal with cooking now. Thank you, Kuro-kun.
Saya: Oh, right. Can I have some of Kuro-kun's cooking next time?
Saya: I can't forget the taste of the bento that Kuro-kun made.
Kuroh: Yeah. In the near future.
Saya: Yahoo! I am looking forward to it.
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koexchange · 10 months
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I don’t know what I’d request exactly but I would die just to have one (1) date with Elaine but I fear my ADHD cursed ass would have far to much energy for her. (Also as a transmasc creature I’m so happy you write for any gender, I hope your charger never breaks)
a/n: AWWW YOURE SO SWEET i also have adhd and I HOPE YOUR CHARGER NEVER BREAKS EITHERR!! uhh im assuming u wanted adhd and transmasc reader x elaine SO here it is :333 its their first date and they met onnnnntinder
cw: slight mention of binding
word count: 769
(Transmasc!Adhd!)Reader x Elaine!
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Wow, this cafe is insanely boring.
Seated across from you, Elaine, your Tinder date, stirs and stares into her black coffee, wondering what convinced her to swipe right on you.
Perhaps it was the corgi in sunglasses you were hugging. Is it your pet?
Or your strange bio? What is 'adhd'?
Or the meticulous placement of your photos? Why was your abnormally large figurine collection before the well-lit selfie?
Or maybe it was just you. All of you.
"Hellooooo?" You wave your hand in front of her face, startling her.
Bless her broken heart, her automatic response is to grab your hand, firmly, and jump back. For protection. So she does.
Your face scares her more than the orphanage. You look like you've just seen a ghost.
Quickly, "Oh- sorry", she apologizes and lets go.
"Don't worry!" You smile warmly at her.
You rather miss the feeling of her gloves on your hands. It is with reluctance that you return your hands to your lap.
Your binder is making you itchy.
"So. How is- I read your..." Your mind is running a marathon a minute as you try to focus on her voice.
"The thing about 'add-huh-duh'?" Wow. She thinks the condition is just one odd word.
"How long have you been learning that language?"
Oh even better. She thinks you're bilingual.
Elaine seems like the type to get offended by laughter, so you try to stifle yours.
"It isn't- Adhd is a disorder I have. Don't worry it isn't contagious." Is your favorite show on tonight?
"Oh. Okay." Elaine is a bit disappointed in herself, she has OCD but knows nothing of other disabilities.
At this point, you believe that any spark between you two has fizzed out for good.
You wonder if faking a family emergency would be too rude.
You could really go for seafood.
In an attempt to speed this up salvage the date, you ask if Elaine has ever heard of your hyperfixation.
When she says that she hasn't, you just can't help the words that fall from your mouth.
You ramble on and on about the media, for what seems like years.
You really can't find the compassion to care about how uninterested she looks.
Maybe because you're too concentrated on how beautiful she looks.
Or, maybe it's because her face hasn't changed since she sat down. Talk about are-bee-eff.
As you finish droning on, Elaine finishes her coffee. Her mouth is moving, but you can't quite pick up her words. A small part of you, in the back of your mind, wonders what she would taste li-
"Like or hate it, the Shadow Decree knows what it wants." Her lithe hand moves her hair out of her eyes.
Oh. When did this conversation start?
She's staring right at you. Straight-faced. Expecting a response.
You've never felt so lost.
Other than twenty minutes ago. The time you were literally lost. Who puts a cafe next to a gym?
"Yeah uh. They have goals! For sure!" You shout, way too excitedly to be talking about a crime organization. The smile you forced onto your mouth hurts.
You wonder what hers would feel like.
It's nearly inaudible, her sigh.
Did you do something wrong?
"If I called you later, would you answer the phone?" She asks without shame, standing up.
Guess not.
"Oh! I thought you hated me...?" You don't hide your laugh as you struggle to grab your things.
Elaine laughs with you. You stand with Elaine.
And hallelujah, she can smile. You drink up her expression, and it's better than your tea was.
"I apologize if I came off that way. I am very interested in you." She saunters over to the exit, with you close behind. Looking like an obedient dog.
"Oh!" You truly look like an idiot with your mouth agape in shock. It snaps shut with a click, taking way longer than it should.
"Of course I would! I'd have to be out of mind not to!"
Elaine's expression softens, marginally.
Elaine finds your expressions cute.
She would never say that out loud though.
The faint blush rising on her cheeks might give you a little hint.
Crazy how fast you went from debating running out of the shop to asking her to stay longer.
Once you get yourself together, she wraps her arm around yours and steps outside with you. You lean in close to her.
You get a glimpse of her teeth this time, her grin feels comfortable on her face. Real. "Want to show me around?"
She read your mind.
You've never been so centered on someone before.
a/n: HOWD I WRITE SEVEN HUFNRE WORDS IN ONE SITTING uhh im so sorry if this isnt what you wanted anon im a little dumb but uhhhhh i hope you enjoyed! thanks for reading! <3333
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prey-to-go · 2 years
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haha unrestrained summer fun- aka no asks means you all suffer- heres the cafe version of these two dumbasses.
Tony would rather not go into the Café, but the other option was...bloody and surprisingly not a lot of inmates were sent to death row which meant it was quickly running out. Another thing was losing control like that despite being oddly satisfying was terrifying. What if someone he cared about got lost in the bloodlust? A shiver runs down his spine at the thought being the last push to walk inside the obviously bright café.
It was a standard one, bright colors, the whole store full of customers with plates, bowls, cups with small people sitting beside food. It made his own stomach queasy to thing of some poor thing having to sit in the mess. They didn’t look to happy either. He takes a seat and a deep breath in as he glances at the menu. The best option would most likely be tea, not to hot or sticky to be in so he placed his order at the button menu at his table.
5 minutes later a waiter came out with a serving plate, a peppy smile on her face. “Good morning, sir! I have your green tea for you, and our specialized prey to properly enhance the flavor. Peter give the drink a sweet taste with hints of a sweet fruit, very popular.” She explains setting his mug down in front of him. The boy stares up at him with wide eyes before shame dances in those honey brown eyes and the gaze is broken.
“Is that everything for you sir? Our scones go well with this drink and the option of two prey comes with that.” The waiter adds on with a smile, drawing his attention back to her. “This is it for me, thanks.” He reassurance with a press smile. Still, he waits for her to leave before turning his attention to the small boy in the mug. “Peter, was it?”
He makes sure to keep his voice soft as to not scared the poor thing. All he gets is a short nod, the boy’s shoulders drawing in slowly. God, he hated how defeated the small thing looked. “I know this isn’t ah...ideal… here how about we get you out of there hmm?” He prompts softly offering his hand to the boy. Peter’s eyes flick from his hand to his face nervously a few times before he clears his throat.
“U-um...I..we...the prey isn’t supposed to leave the dish until the customer’s finished sir.” The quite voice finally says, breaking the silence. And god that rule only made his blood boil...still it wouldn’t be comfortable to sit in the tea but drinking it while the small thing was trapped in the mug?
“Well, that’s a shitty rule.” He states plainly cupping his hands around the mug. He wanted nothing more than to pluck the boy out of the drink and tuck him safely in his pocket but that’s not what he was here to do. Peter just shrugs, refusing to look him in the eyes. Well, that was something that wasn’t sitting well with him.
He takes a small breath in before gently tilting the boy’s chin up with the tip of his fingertip. Peter was chewing on his lip nervously, small hands resting nervously on his finger. He could feel the small thing shaking horribly, like a nervous little dog.
“Listen kid...I don’t want to be the bad guy here, and you have every right to feel terrified of me, but I don’t want you to be scared…So lets just chat for a bit before we get down to business hmm?
It was a painful few seconds but after a bit he gets a meek nod from the boy. It takes a few more minutes more before the boy even says anything, but he waits, his tail swishing behind him anxiously.
“I... I’m scared and..and disappointed in myself cause you’re...you’re Tony Stark and I really didn’t want to meet you like…this.” IT was brutally honest and made his entire being sink down to the floor. “Like what?” He prompts wanting to keep the boy talking. The silence seemed suffocating truthfully.
“Like food. You’re like one of the greatest mind in the world and m’ just here like...like a lemon slice.” The boy sounded like he was son the brink of tears now, the trembling back full force, enough to make a parental croon escape him. God he barely even knew the small thing and he was already pulling at things he wasn’t even aware he had.
“Kid, you’re not food. You’re just taking a job that you need and besides, I’ve been told you’re more fruity that citrusy.” He teases softly making sure to keep his tone light. Thankfully, it got an unsure smile from the boy and was enough to make him relax a tad. Maybe less food centric jokes and he could get the boy to trust him.
Another silence falls over them, Tony having to resist the urge to bring the mug up to his lips. He didn’t want to kill the small trust he had with this small boy. Unfortunately, his stomach decided to make its presence known by growling loudly. Peter’s eyes widen drastically flicking from his face to his middle nervously, small hands grasping the lip of the mug.
“Not yet.” He reassures immediately using the tip of a finger to lightly brush the boy’s hair from his face. Peter barely even flinched at the motion which he was automatically making down as a win. He didn’t want to just gulp the poor thing down, it seemed rude besides he was so young. He sighs softly leaning against the booth grimacing at the squeak the odd material let out.
“So..why don’t you tell me about yourself...ah if you want to at least, I’m more than happy to ramble if you like.” He would much rather have the boy feel safe enough to open up but that probably wouldn’t happen the first time...First time? When was this spot going to become his regular? When Peter didn’t answer, and he gave the kid a decent breath to do so he continued.
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Tony wasn’t sure how long he talked or about what all he talked about, but he was ale to coax a few giggles or smiles out of the otherwise mute boy. The mug was finally cooling down, or at least he felt like it was. As much as he would love to drag this out, he would need to swallow the kid down soon it couldn’t be comfortable to be sitting in cold tea like that.
“I hate to cut this party short but I’m sure you’re not exactly comfortable in there.” He says after a moment of silence. The crestfallen look the kid gave him was enough to make him feel like he had just stabbed a puppy in front of the kid. “I know I know I suck.” He sighs his shoulders slumping. There was no way he was drinking the tea while the kid was still inside, or when he had the small thing snugly tucked away. He tightens his grip around the mug hating at the panicked look he received.
“This is how it’s going to go alight? I’m not...the tea isn’t going with you, what I’m going to do is slip you inside. You can set the pace and everything. That seem fair?”
He didn’t get a verbal response exactly, but Peter seemed more at ease with how the whole thing had been explained. Still, he hated how much fear those eyes held when he was looked at. “I’m going to pick the cup up; I’ll go as smooth as possible.” With the warning out of the way he slowly lifted the ceramic up to his face, an odd feeling washing over him immediately. He had never felt such an odd feeling of protect before, well he had but this was different...more deep seeded. “Bottoms up, ey kid?” That got a small smile from the boy which was good enough for him.
He parts his lips slowly, resting his tongue over his fangs to avoid any mishaps. Last thing he wanted was to traumatize the boy even more and knick him on one. HE gently tips the cup towards his slightly open maw, tensing when he felt small hands brace themselves on his tongue. The green tea taste was there sure, but Peter’s taste was something entirely different, like a warm berry taste. Sweet, but not overly.
The muscle twitches eagerly under the boy but nothing happens other than a barely audible whine. That weird feeling surged inside his chest again, Tony needing to tense to keep from pulling the small thing fully into his maw. He couldn’t he knew that it would scare the kid and break the minimum trust they had going on. Instead, he crooned quietly back in response.
He wasn’t exactly able to see the boy, but he could feel some of the tension ease up. Soon the hands moved, and he felt the boy slowly start climbing more onto his tongue. The muscle twitches again as he waited for the form to fully settle and be supported before slowly puling the boy fully inside his mouth. He didn’t dare close his mouth not wanting to seal the boy into darkness so quickly.
Small hands poke around his mouth after a few seconds, the tense little body relaxing more and more as he got used to the area. He let the boy have free reign, only lightly poking him away from the fangs when he seemingly got too close.
When he nudged the kid the last time a small giggle escaped the boy. It was something he hadn’t expected to hear from Peter, well not this soon at least. The corners of his lips twitch up mischievously before he starts lapping at the boy and doing his best to target each ticklish spot on the small body. His reward was Peter downright squealing with laughter, thrashing around as he tried to avoid his ticklish fate. It was oddly cute.
After a moment he gave Peter a break, letting a soft chuckle out as the boy sprawled out on his tongue, breathing heavily, and letting a weak laugh occasionally. Much better than the reactions he was getting earlier. He gently pins the boy to the roof of his mouth, swallowing the excess saliva that had built up during their little tickle fight of sorts. Crap he hadn’t given Peter any warning. The boy was stiff again no doubt terrified again. He lets a frustrated sigh out and croons softly, doing his best to wrap the small body in a weird sort of hug.
“A-ah sir?”
Tony hums immediately in response, eager to finally be communicating with the boy even if it was just noises. He could feel tiny hands press into the muscle, hell he could practically see the nervous look on the boy’s face as he thought of his question or whatever he was about to say.
“…Thank you for...for being gentle and slow. I know this has to be really annoying...I really tried to be a good snack but its hard knowing what everyone likes and I’m...I’m just really scared of pissing the wrong person off.” Peter’s voice shook as he spoke, another croon rumbling in the demon’s chest. He hoped it soothed the boy rather frazzle his already frazzled nerves. There was a watery whimper, and a small pat in response to the noise. God this small thing was really tugging at his heart strings.
A warble comes out in response to the whimper, the demon closing his eyes as he focused on purring and holding the precious small thing safely in his jaws. It didn’t last very long but considering the boy was speaking he wasn’t going to argue.
“Sir...could...could you swallow me now I...” Peter trails off, a hint of embarrassment in his tone. “I wanna hear you talk to me again.” The kid mumbles this much quieter than the first bit and if Tony hadn’t been listening, he would’ve missed it.
That small little request made his being warm in ways he wasn’t aware he could feel warm. He chuckles softly nodding slowly. The boy squeaks at the moment, the feeling of small hands trying to find purchase or support making his heart, well reactor melt. He starts tilting his head back making sure that Peter was adjusting to the movement. He stops when he feels the kid’s feet hit the back of his throat. He pauses waiting to see the reaction he would get before he continued. Other than mild trembling there wasn’t a huge reaction.
He waited for a few seconds before letting a warning hum out and swallowing thickly. The feeling of the boy slipping into his throat was a new experience for sure but not and unwelcome one. It felt oddly right.
The demon wasn’t often able to remember his rampages and even then, he never exactly wanted to remember them but this- this was nice, almost pleasant even. He smiles slightly as he feels the boy slip past his collar bone then plop into his stomach. His hunger had never been satisfied in a way that made him feel...almost normal. He lets a pleased sigh out resting a hadn’t on his gut lost in the feeling for a moment until he felt Peter start pressing back.
“Ah...right you wanted me to continue rambling, didn’t you?” He teases softly, pointedly poking the weight that had settled against the front of his stomach. The weight moved at the poke sending an odd sensation through his body. Huh who knew smaller prey would be more satisfying.
Tony spent the next hour talking about random things, work, anything that really came to mind to sooth the boy’s nerves. A few minutes before his hour would up be realized that Peter’s breathing was deep and even. A warmth washes over him as he realizes that the small things had fallen asleep, with him. The idea was insane but still made him a tad smug he was able to make the boy feel safe enough to doze off.
He rests a hand over his middle with a soft grin before speaking in a soft whisper “I’ll see you tomorrow kiddo, hopefully you’ll be chattier.”
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omg omg babe wake up new stardust just dropped!!! and ynnie is acting like an insane person again!! i'm crying reading her messages like how is she so creative with the insults?? and why does it lowkey seem like a bit of a, dare i say it....... crush? ynnie in her reverse-yandere era??? but no i must be imagining things tee hee,,, ningning is so real bc i too was thinking that i live my women a little delusional, though i would say that that is a very extreme understatement--- also lixie??? our brother is in the TRENCHES like not even changbin is standing next to you bro let the moustache die and start picking up the creamer bc my god these creations...... i'm legit crying,,, honestly if i was seungmin i would be happy to be at the cafe all time just to see felix's crimes against art,, like imagine being the cow who supplied the milk for han's penis cream??? i'd k-word myself from the afterlife fr,, why isn't ynnie leaving hate comments on those monstrosities and not our cute little minnie smh,, thank you again for the update i know in the past you said you worried that the chapters where "nothing happens" would be boring but i honestly love seeing their dynamics even if it isn't moving the plot forward specifically,, like it's always so fun and i fall in love with your characters so i always want to spend as much time with them as possible, and this update is definitely no exception,, like i am with the girls every step of the way, and also i just love bowser content lmao,, thank you thank you i hope you have a great week ella!!!! <3 sending good vibes!!! 💜
i’m sorry i’m so late nonnie but i’m glad i came back to a message like this :( if u ever told yn u thought she had a crush on seungmin she’d punch u in the face and claim it was an involuntary reaction …. IN THE TRENCHES nonnie u got a giggle out of me. they truly r crimes against art idk who put him behind the counter??? ur so cute thank u anon :( i’m glad u like these i rly do alw worry that they’re boring!!! anon i hope ur having an even better week i love u lots <3
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