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pandoratheprocrasticreator · 2 years

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ngl the owl house has a habit of setting things up and never mentioning it again. it doesnt affect the story quality and you don’t even notice it unless you have brainrot about the show and overthink every bit of it like i do. the major plot points are all very well done and obviously they do a lot of foreshadowing and the whole setup and payoff for that. like luz eda and king’s arcs? immaculate. the belos/day of unity thing? yeah.

and it’s not even stuff they were obviously going to cover in a full season 3 but had to cut. like everyone talks about how the bat queen disappeared after hunting palismen and i know thats bc they didnt have enough episodes to cover that. and something like the blight parents divorce probably would have had more buildup but they had to truncate it. and while i think there were better ways to cut it, i understand why they wrote it like that. same thing with the collector he was obviously supposed to have all of season 3 to be fleshed out. and the titan trappers. gus’s relationship with his dad was probably going to get explored more. and while i think they could have given willow more screentime in s2, she would have had more development in s3 too. like we can all tell where they had to cut out major subplots and i dont think its right to blame the writers for not following up on those. and if they shortened a subplot badly, it should be criticized on the basis of there being better ways to shorten it, not on the basis of it being bad they shortened it at all.

but with that out of the way the show loves to introduce a cool plotline and like. literally NEVER mention it again? even if it would be interesting to explore in the show or come in handy in a future plotpoint they just. pretend they didn’t introduce that point at all? and don’t say “oh they might have expanded on it if the show didnt get shortened” im talking about stuff in s1 and s2a. the crew found out the show was being cancelled while producing s2b. (probably around the production of any sport in a storm? in the storyboards they included a picture of the construction coven head on darius’s scroll which makes me think they thought they could do more episodes since they were teasing something with a new character. also the azura subplot that episode REALLY feels like something they’d write if they thought they had more episodes to tie up the actual plot.) but yeah if the writers didn’t address some of the stuff they brought up in a season and a half i. really dont think they’re keeping track of those plot points now.

anyway the more i think about it the more BAFFLED i am? bc some of those plot points would have been hella more interesting to do an episode on than like. the bodyswap episode. a really small thing is eda’s potion business. aside from selling human garbage eda does have a side job. we see her and lilith making potions in s2 so they obviously can still maintain the potion business even if they can’t make some complicated potions anymore bc they dont have magic. eda does say she’ll sell edric’s potions in reaching out but when they were having financial troubles in separate tides no one mentions it? its one thing to say “eda's potion business is dead bc ppl keep ripping her off/bc she can’t make complicated potions” but they just. never mention it? and lilith’s scrying potion was just a way to show belos is building a portal. (they never even show the cauldron again so i dont think it was ever plot relevant) if they just needed her to get potion ingredients they could have just had her do that while trying to salvage eda’s business.

and also. the blight twins had the highest scores ever for the entrance exams? we see them being good at magic other times and they did touch on how amity feels inadequate because she isn’t naturally gifted at magic. idk i think there were themes of it but amity feeling overshadowed by her siblings and overworking herself to compensate wasn’t. too well explored imo. the resentment was definitely there. this one isn’t something that they necessarily never explored. i just think they should have explored it more. all siblings in toh parallel with the wittebanes and all.

something else they kind of forgot after like two episodes is how hunter was supposed to be spying on luz. in young blood old souls belos says he’ll “keep an eye on [the owl family]” and nods at hunter. and the look the pirate guy gives hunter in separate tides after he hires luz implies he purposely did that so hunter can spy on her. but then he...tells luz to kill the selkiedomus and never seeks her out again? what was the goal there? did he just not want to kill the selkiedomus so he decided to blow his cover for it? belos probably told him to kill it for the scales to make a new grimwalker but. hunter didn’t get any scales? what, was belos going to send someone to get the scales after hunter left??? and why did hunter never go back to spy on the owl family again? it really feels like they wanted to set that up at the end of s1 but when they were writing s2 they got bored with the idea so they pretended it never happened after separate tides.

my biggest example is how lilith was amity’s mentor of course. like. amity liked and respected her! she’s upset that lilith would trick her into cheating which further shows how amity expected lilith to be better than that! and amity being lilith’s “star student” implies lilith has other students. so does lilith have like. a gaggle of kids learning from her? is that why she’s friends with steve? lilith’s habit of mentoring a bunch of students never comes up again. like literally just replace flora desplora with someone she mentored who’s in the coven now it would make the same amount of sense and also have continuity.

and i see a lot of ppl toying with the idea that lilith was a parental figure/mentor to hunter when he was a kid but later grew to hate him because of coven politics and. yeah lilith can do a similar teleport dash to hunter he had to learn that from someone. and even if lilith never mentored hunter he was still a scout before becoming the golden guard so he probably worked for all the coven heads including her. and they probably worked together after he became the golden guard too. lilith definitely had some kind of history with hunter given her reaction to him in separate tides but when luz mentions lilith in hunting palismen hunter just. doesnt say anything? they never expand on that relationship again?

and maybe they just ran out of episodes to touch on lilith and hunter but that doesn’t explain why they never touched on lilith and amity after like 30 episodes. after covention they never interact again unless you count the 2 second shot where amity glares at lilith’s poster. even after lilith betrays the emperor and almost gets petrified amity never even asks luz about her. if they’d expanded on lilith’s relationship with amity and hunter at all eclipse lake would have been even more meaningful. lilith’s coven indoctrination probably contributed to the “you have to earn the right to exist” mentality both of them had. but by that point she’s recovered from that mindset. but the kids she mentored are still trapped in it.

some of the concepts they introduced in s2a also feel like this. like the ideas seem like it would be cool if they explored it. but it also doesn’t feel important enough to tangibly affect the plot so you suspect they might just not bring it up again. i already mentioned lilith’s scrying potion but there’s also how kikimora realized hunter was the one that attacked her in hunting palismen. (and just her subplot about political intrigue in the coven altogether) and gus and the looking glass graveyard. and hunter warning the blight parents about building a private army.

anyway none of this like. detracts from the quality of the show in any way. i guess these are just details from the show i noticed and wishe they could have explored? i know they probably did like a million drafts of the story but i think they could have tightened the story even more if they looked at it even more times. but yeah idk what the purpose of this is im just laying out all the stuff i wish they expanded on. im looking at this as like. a fanfic prompt. or notes for the owl house rewrite i wanna do after the show finishes, an alternate show made in a universe where michael mouse isn’t such a bitch

#toh #the owl house #shut up pandora #toh meta #maybe??? idk what to call it #toh prompts #kind of???#idk im not tagging all the characters and episodes #oh and #fuck disney #always #just because the writers are a little loose with their storylines doesnt mean you get to make the problem worse by cancelling the show

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thunderpetal · 2 years

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Dropping all my hunter headcanons because why not

-He definitely experiments a lot with his style. He especially loves human clothing, Luz takes him shopping frequently, he likes wearing skirts too, just really likes the different feel and freedom of them

-He also gets introduced to human tunes and keeps cranking up the volume, he has to be reminded to turn down the volume when listening with earbuds lest he give himself tinnitus aged 17 god bless

-as for who he listens to: everyone. Well i think he actually gets into hard rock/metal, Luz keeps making ‘male maniupulator music’ jokes that he does not understand At All. But then on another day he’ll be singing his heart out to some Twice like this boy contains multitudes

-is camila’s adopted son. Well in legal terms i think he actually gets taken in by both eda and darius. Like he goes to darius at weekends but instead of his parents being divorced its more like they’re the previous generation of theatre gays who still have high school beef but they also saved the world together so its a funny dynamic. Anyway thats just my hc as a dadrius liker but also hunter clawthrone truther. BUT THIS IS AB CAMILA back to camila.

-As i said camila does not Officially take him in, but he does visit her crazy often because he just likes being around her. Being in the human realm post kings tide was a tumultous time for him but the noceda home was where the process of his healing got to finally properly begin so he loves it. And camila was a huge part of that ofc. She thinks he is a lovely young man. Obviously she is also worried about him but she doesn’t have many probing conversations with hunter, like she knows his Deal and past abuse but they spend most their time together baking cookies and shit. He is definitely comfortable breaking down around her though

-Speaking of, cooking/baking is his main hobby he develops post kings tide, it started in the human realm ofc he is camila’s sous chef. But back in the BI he continued and he just. loves it. He reads cookbooks cover to cover like they’re novels and won’t even mark down any recipes he likes because he’s just too engrossed. And then with actual making, he prefers baking bc its very follow-instructions-and-get-correct-result and he has been doing that his whole life, cooking is Scarier bc its more flow and experimentation and artistic but he’s getting to grips with it. He proudly boasts about he’s the only person who can make both human and BI cuisine (Luz not applicable, she can only make instant ramen)

-The emerald entrails are his closest friends and he just loves LOVES hanging out with them all as a team, he loves their group hangouts and how chaotic they get, and ofc they all still play together! He’s also gotten pretty good at flyer derby and he is Not smug about it (he is so smug. But also he deserves it)

-You know how other witches have their palisman tucked away 90% of the time? Yeah not this white boy. Flapjack is just Constantly vibing on his shoulder, save for when he’s out and about in the human realm, bc he could get away with it but it just looks a Bit too unusual to have a bird perfectly content on his shoulder. But mostly Hunter relishes not having to hide Flapjack anymore. It’s huge for him. Sometimes he still feels scared, like Belos is going to come back and rip Flapjack away, but in those moments Flapjack will peck at his ear and remind him that they’re both safe

-(post hair noodle, hunter’s ear is the main Flapjack target)

-him and Amity got over their animosity pretty quickly but that does not deal with the other, greater obstacle: their mutual awkwardness. GOD BLESS THESE TWO IDIOTS THEY WERE TRYINF but they used to be so BAD at conversations. Literally just like ‘hey’ ‘hello’ ‘…’ ‘…’ ‘…nice weather isnt it’ AND SO ON. Luz was greatly entertained and she did nothing to help them. But they figured things out themselves. And once they get past their awkwardness… oh boy, say hello to trauma bonding! Obviously its not the only thing they talk about it but Hunter is comforted by knowing there is someone who really Gets it and vice versa. Sometimes he feels a bit bad going to Amity to vent because he’s like ‘what if she’s having a good day? What if she’s not thinking about the bad things that happened to her and then here I come dredging up everything-‘ but amity tells him it’s Ok. They get through most of their bad days together. And on their good days they almost murder each other over mariokart

-he is okay in the end and lives a good life full of healing and happiness AMEN

#jay talks #toh dot txt #the owl house #toh hunter

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jfouler · 2 years

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remember how i said i was gonna write a sad thing with jamie and mae? i did. hi

mae and her father have a late night chat way past her bedtime! pre-divorce.

Mae sits alone in the silence of the living room, the light of the television dancing and shifting around the walls as she watches the nightly Kitchen Nightmares reruns on mute. She doesn't need anyone knowing she's awake. The plan is to sit here for a few minutes until hopefully she gets tired enough to go back to bed.

That thought is quickly shut down, however, when her parents' bedroom door opens and out come the heavy yet careful footsteps that undoubtedly belong to her father. They near the living room that flickers with light and Mae is filled with a strange combination of dread and relief—the dread of having to talk to him this late, as he'll inevitably try to, and the relief of knowing she won't have to listen to her parents' hushed arguments for a moment.

"What are you doing up?"

She feels the couch cushion next to her give as he sits down. She stares ahead at the TV.

"Couldn't sleep," she says, "'cause you and Mom wouldn't shut up."

"Hey, now..."

"What? It's true. I can always hear you arguing, you know." Mae fidgets with her fingers. Her father sighs.

"I'm sorry, kiddo. We're-We're not arguing, we're just... discussing. Having a discussion. You know, sometimes, as parents, as... uh... as husband and wife-"

"Does a discussion mean crying? And saying mean things? If that's discussing then what's arguing, Dad?" She asks bitterly, gripping the fabric of her shirt now as she tries to quell the already rising tide of anger. Her father can’t deny it. She’s heard her parents’ so-called discussions, the way they’ve raised their voices, the muffled sniffles and wobbles of their speech as one of them inevitably ends up crying—usually Mom—while Mae hides away in her room. It’s not violent, and nothing near the angry yelling she sees on the TV, much to Mae’s relief, but it’s all so very real and aches in her chest.

"Honey..." Her dad pauses, trying to find words. His voice is soft, tired. "C'mere, alright? Give your dear old dad a hug?"

Well, that says it, then. She's right.

Mae stiffens, face scrunching into a scowl... but she scoots closer to him anyway. He squeezes her tight and kisses the top of her head before releasing her. It’s brief but warm which makes her notice just how cold the living room is tonight. Dad smells faintly of cigarettes and Mae wonders if that was what the argument was about.

"I know it... it makes you sad, but- Just- just know we love you. Okay?"

The television illuminates his sleepy, half-closed eyes and slumped shoulders and the frown he's trying to hide. Her gaze fixes back on the carpeted floor below. She hates it. She hates these conversations. “Oh, Mae, sweetie, you’ll understand when you’re older!” She can understand fine, she thinks, she’s not a toddler. If her parents could just explain in clear words instead of... whatever this is... Her hands ball themselves into fists against her legs.

"Why can't you just get along? If you love me, then why-" she stammers, "if- if you really love me, then..." She can't put the words together, but she knows what she feels, and she bites her tongue, because it could either end up in crying around her father or making him angry, neither of which she wants. They used to be happy—why aren't they happy? If they loved her... Why does it all keep her awake at night? Did she do something, is it her?

She stands up abruptly and marches off to her bedroom. Her father's hand brushes her wrist and she can hear him say, "I love you," but she doesn't look at him. She closes her door behind her as quick as she can.

#i truly channeled some of my childhood anger into this #✖ writings.#SORRY MAE. AGAIN. I'LL MAKE IT UP TO YOU I SWEAR #local divorce man gets bullied by 8 year old

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imaginativeamateur · 3 years

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[Itachi Uchiha X Reader] First Snow {Part 7}

Prologue Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12

Pairing: Itachi Uchiha x fem!Reader

Note: Welcome back to Part 7 of this series! I never thought I could go till 7 parts in and still no sign of fluff LOL, amazed :D I didn't know this series would be so hot, thanks for the support lovelies<33 We will be meeting someone new in this part, hope you guys are excited 'cause I am! Leave your comments below!!! Enjoy!

~~/ /“Marrying me is not enough and now you want to go after Shisui?”/ /~~

Your jaw froze in place, and you decided to pull your hand from his, shaking it off from his touch. “Look, I’m really tired and I don’t want to talk about this here. I’ve told you that we are cousins, that’s it. You can choose to believe or not. But you never believe anything I say, so why would I bother to explain anyway?”

“That’s what you’re thinking?”

“Isn’t it clear?” You sighed, “Itachi, I know you didn’t want this marriage. I know the one you love is Izumi, not me. I also want this to end too, so let’s live the rest of our six months in peace and divorce when the time comes—”

“We’re not getting a divorce.” He snapped and you were taken by surprise.

“Weren’t you the one—”

“I said we’re not getting a divorce.”

At the mention of the contract, Itachi felt his blood boiling his heavy heart. He just noticed the effect that the word ‘divorce’ had on him, especially when it deliberately came out of your mouth. He suddenly realized that his appearance here was unreasonable, given the hatred he expressed towards you weeks ago. Itachi had no reason to show up at the food stall, not to mention talking to you right here, right now. He felt conflicted, the ambivalence in his chest rising and falling like tides of fury as he took in your vacant expression.

You, however, were trying your best to remain stable on your feet. Being dragged around like a ragged doll with an empty stomach and a high fever was utterly agonizing. It was approaching winter and the season decided to visit Konoha sooner than it should have, giving piercing gusts of wind albeit daytime.

“Fine,” you sighed in defeat, “whatever you want to say.”

You turned around and made your way back to your office, it was too late to go back to the food stall to finish your meal. There was a meeting in around thirty minutes, and you were supposed to prepare all of the materials by then. But your head would not stop spinning. Despite your effort to walk in a straight line, your body kept flinging from one side to the other. You wanted to do nothing but lie down on the ground immediately to assuage your headache, but it was not an option. Fortunately, Itachi stopped following you this time. Otherwise, you did not know if you would even get back on time for your awaiting task.

At last, you arrived twenty minutes before the meeting, having just enough time to freshen up and gather necessary documents to bring them to the room. Your Advisor told you that there would be another person outside of your Department attending, he was also the Shinobi in charge of the infiltration mission to be discussed. Everyone gathered and seated in their respective positions, waiting for one more person to arrive. It was fifteen minutes late, and he still, had not shown up, yet everyone seemed very normal as if his tardiness was expected. You flipped through the documents once again, distracting yourself from your burning fever. After several more minutes, the door slid open and a tall figure entered the room, apologizing almost instantly.

“Sorry,” he scratched the back of his head, “I misread the time on my clock.”

Your Advisor smiled in surrender and shook his head, “You used that excuse already, Kakashi. Come on, have a seat.”

He passed behind your back and made his way to the only empty seat that happened to be across from you. He must be the Kakashi Hatake that every single lady gossiped in town, you looked at him in utmost respect. According to what you had obtained from Shisui, Kakashi was your husband’s senior. Your Advisor pointed to you, “Alright, Y/N. I believe this is your first time meeting him since you just came here not long ago, please introduce yourselves.”

It took you a moment to register his words, standing up abruptly to bow your head. But before any words slipped past your lips, your vision blacked and you fell to the ground with a loud thud, hitting your head against the sharp corner of the table, drawing a cut that poured blood flowing, staining the floor. The last thing you heard was your colleague calling for your name as she rushed to your side. The next moment, you felt your body being lifted in a strong and warm embrace.

You shifted and felt your body aching every time you moved a muscle. You opened your eyes and were met with the white ceiling and the acrid smell of disinfectants of the hospital. You glanced at the clock hanging solemnly on the wall and cursed under your breath, it was seven in the evening. Recalling what Itachi told you in the morning, you bit your lip in fear and sorrow—you were supposed to come home and prepare dinner for his guests.

With more than enough rest and care in the hospital, though you did not feel totally rejuvenated, you felt alive. Your room was located on the ground floor and considerably farther from the main ward, making a risky idea blossom in your head. Right, you could escape and get back to make up for your mistake. With that plan in mind, you shrugged off the blanket and opened the window, shuddering when the piercing wind hit your bare skin. Still dressed in the hospital gown, you sneaked out of the ward without anyone catching and stealthily made your way back to the Uchiha neighborhood.

However, when you were finally standing in front of your house, looking at the bright light illuminating from the glass windows, your heart sank. Itachi’s guests would have arrived by now. You wondered if your appearance would cause further troubles and turn you into even more of a sore eye for him. You stood contemplating at the front steps until someone called your name from afar.

“Hatake… senpai?”

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midnightswithdearkatytspb · 3 years

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VelvetCardiganBucky’s Recommendations 2021: Week 12 & 13 | March 14th – March 27th

Welcome to weeks 12 & 13 of my recommendations, if you would like to be featured on a future list, I follow the hashtag #VelvetCardiganBucky, message me, tag me in your future works, or reblog this post and link to your story, one-shot, Masterlist, writing challenge, etc.

Be aware some if not most stories and writers on this list are meant to be consumed by an audience of those 18+. My blog is also an 18+ blog.

✨Page breaks are made @firefly-graphics✨

«Last Week

Week 14»

My Masterlist

My Fic Rec List of Mafia/Mob Bucky/Sebastian & Steve/Chris/Andy

Stuff I Posted This Week:

Steve + Bey = 4Ever » Steve Rogers and Bey carved places in each other’s hearts, that no one else could ever replace.

I Hear A Symphony » Bucky Barnes x Mutant!Reader — Reader plays an important song to her for Bucky.

—Formerly The Winter Soldier » “I’m no longer the winter soldier, my name is James Bucky Barnes & you're part of my effort to make amends.”

Lee Bodecker

(Mini) Series:

*Give In by @not-a-great-writer » soft!dark!Lee Bodecker x shy!Reader — She didn’t think she was anything special. So when the intimidating Sheriff takes an interest in her, she can’t help but feel a little unsettled. Her boring life is about to get a little interesting. | This story has to be one of my all time series I’ve ever read, and I know I will weep when it’s over. The chapters are decently sized, you have angst, fluff and smut. I couldn’t ask for more, it’s simply a masterpiece.

Deadbeat Pt. 9 by @the-witty-pen-name » Lee Bodecker x F!Reader — You work at the bar at the edge of town, the Sheriff is going through a divorce and needs to rent a room. | Cole thank you for feeding my current Lee Bodecker obsession after I watched The Devil All The Time, for the time. This story is good and I love soft!Lee, and one where no one dies. At least I hope no one dies...

SamBucky

One-Shots:

Loving You Is Cherry Pie by @river-soul » Sam Wilson x Reader x Bucky Barnes — When Sam Wilson, one of your regulars at the cafe finally asks you out, you’re ecstatic until he tells you he wants his friend to join. When you meet Bucky, you decide it might be worth your while after all. [Allusions to stalking, exhibitionism and explicit sex, 18+] | There is just not enough SamBuck stories out there and we have @river-soul to thank for feeding our love for the boys and giving us some good smut, especially to tide us over till Friday.

Nothing Good Happens After 2 AM by @callmeluna » Sam Wilson x Reader x Bucky Barnes — You are admittedly a handful when you’ve had a few drinks in you. Luckily, your partners Sam and Bucky are more than up for the challenge… maybe. | If you are looking for something to make you laugh, might I suggest reading this? The whole time as I read this I couldn’t get the huge smile off my face, it was that good.

Bucky Barnes

Drabbles:

Matching by @heli0s-writes » Bucky Barnes x Reader — Reader and Bucky are “matchy matchy,” with their belly button rings. | This is adorable as well as very funny.

One-Shots:

Smooth Criminal by @bestofbucky » Bucky Barnes x Reader — Based on a dream @velvetcardiganbucky had. You’re parents told you to never give rides to strangers, but when you notice Bucky Barnes trying to break into your car, you know some strangers aren’t so bad. | Jenny did my dream justice! I honestly couldn’t have asked for anything better.

Don’t Over Do It by @whisperlullaby » Bucky Barnes x Reader — Your boyfriend is an asshole. Bucky reminds you that you are perfect the way you are. | I can’t describe this anyway other than perfect, that I wish I had a Bucky like this there for me. Trust me you’ll love the ending.

Coming Home to You by @angrythingstarlight » Biker!Bucky Barnes x Reader — Your Biker boyfriend is finally home and he’s going to show you how much he missed you. With every inch he has. And you’re going to remember how much he loves you. | It’s not very often you read something that has an alternate ending and when you do you find yourself loving both endings. Both endings are hot, the smut is great, again who couldn’t love Biker!Bucky?

Won’t Let You Go by @kind-of-crazy-butthatsokay » Mob!Bucky Barnes x OFC!Kori — Kori met Bucky in one of his clubs, out to get shit-faced with a couple of friends to forget about her worries and maybe take home a guy to further rid herself of her numerous frustrations. Little did she know that the one-night stand with Bucky would turn into so much more than that. | Thank you so much for entering my writing challenge, it means so much. This one-shot is so good, it hit me right the feels and left me falling in love with Kori and Bucky.

Show Me How To Ride by @angrythingstarlight » Beefy Biker!Bucky Barnes x Reader — You’ve been keeping a secret from your biker boyfriend. He is going to get the information out of you one way or the other. | It’s hot and it makes you realize just how much you realize just how much you love Biker!Bucky.

Bubble Baths by @floatingpetals » Bucky Barnes x Reader (Modern AU) — Even your boyfriend Bucky, needs to wind down at the end of a stressful with a bubble bath, but he doesn’t want to do it alone. | Okay, so my summary of this sucks but let me just say this is fluffy and smutty all at once. I wish I had Bucky to take a bubbly bath with.

Bad Boy!Bucky Barnes x Shy!Reader by @gagmebucky — in which there’s nowhere to sit and bucky offers his lap—then, subsequently, his cock. (bad boy!bucky x shy!reader, dirty talk, exhibitionism and voyeurism, cockwarming, unprotected sex.) | *chugs water* yeah is it a little hot in here? I probably would have failed class if Bucky had been in my class along with Steve, I wouldn’t have known who to stare at, forget learning the material.

**Greater Good by @fuel-joy » Bucky Barnes x Reader — There is a cure for the zombie outbreak but is it worth the cost. | Grab your tissues, because you are going to need them. Thanks darling for entering my writing challenge and making me feel so many feels with this one.

(Mini) Series:

A Tender Heart ♥️ Pt. 2 by @river-soul » Alpha!Bucky Barnes x Omega!Reader — You’ve been sweet on Bucky since you started working at the compound six months ago. Normally quiet and mild mannered, an unexpired fight with a coworker brings Bucky into your orbit. [A/B/O dynamics, brief mention of bullying and fluff] | If anyone can pull at your heartstrings it’s @river-soul making the beginning of this series look so promising and I can’t wait to see where it goes.

Run To You 🪙 Pt. 10 🪙 Pt. 11 🪙 Pt. 12 by @bestofbucky » Mob!Bucky Barnes x Bodyguard!Reader — Mob boss Bucky Barnes hires you to be his bodyguard. | Jenny left me at the edge of my seat, making this such an amazing story, I always look forward to her updates, and so sad that there is only 1 chapter left.

Better than Working sequel to This by @angrythingstarlight » Beefy Biker!Bucky Barnes x Reader — Beefy Biker Bucky shows you all the benefits of working from home. In fact what he has for you is so much better than work. | Sometimes you just need to read something hot to lift your spirits, let this do that.

Stucky

One-Shots:

*Tell Me What You Want by @angrythingstarlight » Mafia!Steve Rogers x Reader; Mafia!Bucky Barnes x Reader — Your mob boyfriend, is none other than Steve Rogers and he is willing to get you whatever you wanted, all you have to do is ask. And be careful what you ask for because he’s going to give it to you over and over again. | This is so hot that I highly recommend not reading this anywhere out in public. The smut in this is just *chefs kiss*

(Mini) Series:

Miracle Pt. 2 🥀 Pt. 1 by @heavenhatesme » Soft!Dark!Bucky Barnes x Reader; Soft!Dark!Steve Rogers x Reader — When infertility threatens mankind with extinction and there hasn’t been a baby for almost 18 years, what happens when two certain super soldiers fall for the same woman and accidentally impregnate her? | It’s not tagged as dark, sorry to the writer I tagged it that please forgive me? But I just want to tell everyone heed the tags. I do look forward to reading what happens next. The smut in this is great!

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Steve Rogers

Drabbles:

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One-Shots:

A Cruel Tide by @writerwrites » Nomad!Steve Rogers x Reader — A lost hero thinks she needs saving, but this divorcée’s needs were different, fleeting, and then full of attachment. Can they overcome the burdens on their shoulders and keep their word? | Sometimes you want to wrap the reader and Steve in a blanket and protect them while enjoying the smut. This gave me that and more.

Untitled Request by @navybrat817 » Steve Rogers x Reader — Sending Steve a naughty photo while he’s in a meeting leads to punishment that will remind you to never do it again, right? | Hi, I’m just going to drench myself in ice cold water. ✌🏻

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*Lipstick and Crayons 🖍 Ch. 4 by @oneoftheprettynerds » Dark Mob!Steve Rogers x Reader — Steve can’t ever repay you for what you did. After meeting you, Steve believes his broken family is the missing piece in the puzzle of your own wrecked one. Indebting the crime lord to you has been the biggest mistake of your life, cause now you can’t get rid of him, no matter what. Loyalty and favours go a long way in the mob. | This story always gets my heart a racing and leaves you with questions as to what is going to happen next. I truly love it and Soft!Dad while being Angry!Mob boss Steve all at the same time, this story just has it all for me.

This Is My Unbecoming by @river-soul » Werewolf!Steve Rogers x Witch!Reader — When the Hydra pack graduates from turning humans to swell their ranks to kidnapping and murdering witches to consolidate power, Steve knows he needs to strike. He makes a deal with a powerful coven leader for a witch of his own in exchange for destroying the rogue pack. [Magical realism, biting, blood, slightly dubious consent and explicit sex, 18+] | Okay this is so good and I would like to thank the teenage mind of @river-soul for creating this! Like seriously thank you. I look forward to reading more!

It’s been a long, long time ☕️ Ch.1 by @mostly-marvel-musings » Steve Rogers x Reader — Steve Rogers – a man who has lost too much finds himself blending into the crowd in attempts to forget his past but revisits familiar places and spends days sketching his heart out. A rainy evening leads him to find shelter in your coffee shop. Is having meaningful conversations over endless cups of coffee with a stranger the key to unlocking a heart that’s lost the will to love? | The prologue tore my heart out, it truly did but the first chapter just puts the pieces back together. I really love this and I’m honestly looking forward to reading what happens next. I can’t thank you enough for entering my writing challenge!

*Not A Team Part: 1 by @shedobewritingalittle » Steve Rogers x Reader — The Reader tries to live a normal life, but her memories won’t leave her alone. Rhodey comes to visit the reader with a proposition. | There aren't a lot of stories out there that have walk on parts with Rhodey in it and I didn’t know how much I missed out on having him in stories till I read this. This was just so well written and the characterization of Rhodey was perfect, how Peyton got the emotions written across, it’s perfect. Read this and have some tissues on hand. I will always love it.

Andy Barber

One-Shots:

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Keep the Heat by @ozarkthedog » Andy Barber x Reader — Andy fucks you in the coat. | Semi-Short and the smut is oh so good.

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One Night by @darkficsyouneveraskedfor » Dark!Andy Barber x Reader — One night changes your entire life. | This is dark and exciting, with tons of angst in it. I love a real good dark!Andy fic and this is it.

Chris Evans

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*Work Party by @harrylovex » Chris Evans x Reader — you get drunk at a work party and chris looks after you… | This is really adorable and probably one of my favorite fluffy Chris Evans one-shots I’ve ever read.

Misc.

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bye i love Niccolo, that is all.

Crashing Tides

Pairings: Niccolo x Fem!Reader

Warnings: none just fluff

"Niccolo wait up!"

"You're just slow! These waves aren't gonna surf themselves!"

(Y/N) rolled her eyes as she grabbed her surfboard off the wall it leaned on. The day was perfect, bright sun, warm air, not a cloud in the sky, and best of all, huge waves.

She ran towards the crashing waves, she noticed Niccolo was already hitting them.

"Come on (Y/N)! These waves aren't just for me!" he called.

She shook her head before running out to the water, she lied on her belly, paddling into the salty water which made her swimsuit stick to her skin.

Her eyes averted to the wave which approached her in the distance, it was pretty tall, but nothing she couldn't handle.

Just as the wave was about to hit she lifted herself onto her board, standing up and riding against the wave. The water splashed onto her legs, she looked at Niccolo who was smiling at her. Her cheeks grew hot seeing his smile, he was always so adorable.

Her eye grew wide as another wave approached and Niccolo wasn't paying attention.

"Niccolo!"

He turned, his face growing with shock and the wave knocked him off his board. (Y/N) jumped off hers and rushed over to him, she watched his board slide onto the beach.

She walked through the water which was up to her waist. "Niccolo?!" she yelled, looking around for him.

He was laying there limp.

(Y/N)'s eyes widened as she swam over to his body, she shook his arm. "Niccolo?! Shit!" she lifted his head, trying to see if he hit a rock or something.

His eyes opened and he started laughing. "Your face was priceless!" he said before sitting up, his feet touching the floor.

She rolled her eyes, smacking his arm. "What's wrong with you?! You scared the shit out of me," she replied, crossing her arms over her chest.

He chuckled, "It isn't the first time you've saved me."

Her cheeks grew hot, "Whatever! Come on.. I'm hungry," she said, walking towards the sandy edge of the beach.

He followed after her and slung his arm over her shoulder. "Your dad probably has something good, please tell me he made the shrimp."

She grabbed her board off the ground, wiping any sandy residue off of it. "He always has shrimp for you," she giggled.

Niccolo grabbed his own board and jogged behind her. "Say less! Mr.(L/N) coming in clutch," he said excitedly.

Her eyes wandered to his face. Niccolo looked so good right now. His blonde hair was wet from the water, a few droplets dripped at the end and a few strands stuck to his face. His tan skin glowed in the sunlight, the bracelets around his wrist were damp, and that shell necklace around his neck pressed into his skin.

He's totally a man now.

"Hello? You got a staring problem," he flicked her head, making her wince.

She hit his arm, "Stop! Sorry.." she mumbled.

He furrowed his brows, "You sure? (Y/N) you know I'm always here to help you.." he said, putting his hand on her shoulder.

Tingles came from his touch. "I'm fine.. don't worry Niccolo," she replied, smiling at him.

The two made their way to (Y/N)'s beach house, her dad worked as a surfboard maker. He also was a great chef, he cooked when the people around town wanted to have a cookout or bbq.

"Hey dad!" (Y/N) called.

Her dad emerged from the kitchen. "Oh hey! Glad your back, I needed to speak with you."

His eyes averted to Niccolo. "Hey Mr.(L/N)" he said, smiling at him.

"Niccolo! Good to see you, and please you don't gotta call me that. Your family," he replied, putting his hand onto his shoulder.

(Y/N) sat at the table, her stomach growled. She had been out all day surfing that she forgot to eat, her dad always got on her case about it saying it wasn't healthy for her to just leave on an empty stomach. She never listened though.

"So what are you two looking for?" her dad asked, leaning against the counter.

"The usual! Your shrimp always hit the spot," Niccolo replied.

Her dad smiled, "Sounds good, I'll go and whip it up. You want any (Y/N)?" he asked.

"Yeah sure," she replied, swinging her feet a bit.

"You two can head upstairs, it may be awhile."

Niccolo and (Y/N) looked at each other before going up the stairs to her room. Her dad trusted Niccolo, he knew he would never do anything to his daughter.

Pictures hung on the walls of (Y/N) and her family, as well as pictures of her and Niccolo as children. It was crazy how much time has passed since then.

"I heard there's gonna be some sick waves in the next few days," Niccolo said, following her into her room.

She placed a towel down on her bed. "Really? That's lame, it should have happened before summer ended."

He chuckled a bit, "Right? But I mean, you're gonna be here anyway. We can always surf after school," he replied, shrugging.

She looked on her phone. "You're right."

He plopped down next to her, he grabbed the phone out of her hands. "Nah we aren't sitting on our phones, let's chat." he said, laughing a bit.

She rolled her eyes, "Fine! What do you wanna talk about?" she asked, nodding her head.

His cheeks grew pink, it made her brows furrow.

"W-Well.. since we're both really close, I was wondering if you-"

"Guys! Food is ready!"

She looked at Niccolo, "Keep going," she said, smiling a bit.

He shook his head, "Nah, let's go eat. It can wait," he replied, standing up and heading to her door.

She was puzzled but she didn't question it, but she did have one question.

Why was he blushing?

"I'll see you tomorrow."

Niccolo smiled, leaning against the doorframe. "For sure! Maybe you can beat me to the tide," he replied.

She rolled her eyes, "Yeah whatever! Get out loser"

He put his hand over his chest dramatically. "Loser? Nah that's definitely you, but I'll see you tomorrow!" he said, exiting the front door of her house.

She shut it and smiled to herself. He was such a dork.

"(Y/N)? A word please?" her father called from the kitchen.

She nodded, heading to the kitchen. "What's up?"

"Have a seat," he replied, pointing at the chair in front of her.

She plopped down in the chair, her head cocking to the side wanting to know what her dad wanted to speak about.

"Your mom called"

Her eyes grew wide, she hadn't seen her mom in about a year or two. (Y/N)'s parents were divorced, they separated when she was 13, and the custody battle was absolute hell. In the end, she sided with her father and her mother wasn't the happiest. But if her daughter was happy, so was she. They spoke from time to time, but whenever she called her dad, it wasn't good.

"And? What did she want?" she asked, picking at her nails.

He sighed, "Your mom wants you to come home for the school year."

What?

"Wait.. what? Dad no, I don't wanna go with her. I'm already signed up for school here! It wouldn't make sense.. and what about Niccolo? I have zero friends where she lives," she said, her voice sounding upset.

Her father looked down, "I know sweetheart.. but with the custody battle I can't really say no. It's been awhile since you've seen her, I think it'll do you both some good."

She felt frustrated, why the hell did this have to happen now? The new school year was starting soon and she knew absolutely nobody where her mom lived. Her mom lived in the suburbs, almost three hours away.

"When is she coming to get me?" she asked.

He leaned back in his seat. "She'll be coming a week before the school year begins to pack up everything. I told her to give you more time, especially with Niccolo and all." he replied.

Her cheeks grew warm, her dad must have known about the way she felt towards Niccolo. It was almost blatantly obvious she liked her childhood best friend.

"Will I ever be able to visit or come home here?" she asked.

"Of course! Once the summer begins you'll come home here. Your mom and I both agreed on that," he said, putting his hand onto hers.

She breathed air out of her nose, she wasn't sure what else to say. She wanted to stay so bad, but she knew running from her mom wasn't a good idea and her dad would be pissed. She could tell her dad didn't want to send her away, but what else could he do?

"I'm gonna head upstairs.. night," she said before standing up and leaving the kitchen.

Her mind swirled around with different thoughts and questions. Who was she gonna be friends with? Would she even make friends? Would her mom make her stay? What about Niccolo? What was she going to do without him?

The thoughts alone made her stomach churn, she only had a week until her mom would come by to get her.

A week.

Seven days to spend with Niccolo.

She wanted to make it count.

The next day (Y/N) awoke to the sound of her dad's drill. He was probably making another surfboard or fixing one. He was always up early fixing things for people, it always woke her up too.

She looked out the window, seeing that the sky was overcast. She noticed the waves were a bit higher today and it was noticeably more windy than the previous days. Maybe today would be a good day to hit some waves with Niccolo.

Niccolo, shit.

How the hell was she supposed to tell Niccolo she was leaving?

Sighing, she rolled out of bed and made her way downstairs. The sound of the drill got louder as she approached the kitchen, her dad was outside in the backyard cutting up wood.

Her phone suddenly pinged, causing her to reach for it.

A message from Niccolo displayed on the screen.

Niccolo: the waves are calling to us (Y/N), you better get out here rn 👀

She smiled, typing a reply.

(Y/N): on my way! let me go tell my dad and get changed first

Niccolo: ooo getting changed? pls put on the pink one today 😐 you promised plus it looks nice on you

Her cheeks heated up from the message, Niccolo always complimented her whenever he could. Whether it be her trying on outfits or swimsuits, he was always her #1 fan.

She rolled her eyes before opening the back door, the warm humid air rushing onto her skin.

"Is it cool if I go surfing with Niccolo?" she asked, nodding her head.

Her dad looked up, "Yeah sure! Be careful though, those waves are pretty big today. I heard we're getting a storm later on," he replied, wiping the sweat from his brow.

She nodded and stepped back inside, closing the door. She rushed up the stairs to throw on her swimsuit, she put on the pink one so Niccolo wouldn't be 'salty' about her not putting it on.

She finished up and rushed out the door to meet Niccolo at their usual spot. She grabbed her surfboard and made her way there, the wind was blowing around, it made the sticky air a little less bearable.

"Finally! I've been waiting forever!"

She smiled, seeing how dramatic he could act always made her grin. "Sorry! I was in a rush," she replied, looking up at him.

He slung his arm around her shoulder. "Nah don't worry sugar, I was just messing with ya" he said.

She giggled a bit, the nickname he gave her made her cheeks feel warm. Something Niccolo was always able to make her do.

"Wait did I offend you? Shit.. I'm sorry," he said, looking at her.

She blinked, "What? No! I'm fine don't worry Niccolo," she laughed.

His blonde hair blew over his eyes, "You just seem out of the ordinary, that's all."

"No I'm fine.. don't worry about it," she said. "Come on! Let's go hit these waves, shall we?"

He grabbed his surfboard and jogged after her, she noticed the red flag blowing in the wind. It meant that people should stay out of the water, but Niccolo and (Y/N) never paid much attention. Nobody was there to stop them.

Stepping into the water, goosebumps formed onto her skin. It felt cold around her ankles, she lied down on her board and began to paddle in the water.

"I'm gonna ride all these waves and you're not gonna know what hit you," Niccolo said, paddling next to her.

She rolled her eyes, "Yeah okay! Try me," she smirked.

"Oh you already know I will."

She felt flustered, her eyes averted forward at the wave approaching in the distance. It had to be at least eight feet tall. Nothing she couldn't handle of course.

Seeing the wave getting closer, she stood up, balancing her weight on the board. The water splashed around her legs, soaking her swimsuit and making her shiver a bit. She looked over at Niccolo who was riding along the tide.

Her mind began to wander to her going with her mom, disappointment ran through her as the thoughts invaded her head. It made her upset, frustrated, sad.

"(Y/N)! There's a big one coming!" Niccolo called, looking towards her.

She looked back seeing the giant wave approaching, it had to be bigger than the last one. At least twelve feet high.

"I got this!" she yelled, hopping off her board and lying down on the base.

Niccolo didn't like how big the wave was, she's never rode big waves before and he sure as hell knew it wasn't a good idea. He paddled back to the beach, watching her in the distance.

"(Y/N)! Get back! It's too big!" he yelled.

She ignored him, she wanted to go all out. She had to show Niccolo what she could do before she left.

Standing up as the wave came up to her, she felt her feet slip and she fell into the water.

"Shit!"

Niccolo ran into the water, the wave crashed into the beach almost knocking him back. He saw her surfboard floating in the water heading towards the shore, it made him worried not seeing her on it.

"(Y/N)!" he yelled.

No response.

He saw her struggling in the water, it was deeper once you got further from the shore. She couldn't exactly stand in the water beyond the halfway point.

He lifted her up, her arms going around his neck. "Shit! Are you okay?" he asked, looking at her.

She coughed, spitting out the water that was in her mouth. "Yeah.."

Niccolo made his way back to shore with her around him. His grip on her waist was tight.

"Why the hell did you do that? You could have drowned," he said, placing her onto the ground.

She looked down at the ground. "It's nothing.." she replied. "I'll just go back inside."

She turned to grab her board, when suddenly Niccolo's hand went around her arm.

"No seriously.. what the fuck is going on with you? Something is clearly bothering you and I'm not leaving until you tell me," he said.

She sighed, dropping her board onto the sand. Her gaze averted towards the ground. "Niccolo.. my mom is making me come live with her during the school year. She called my dad and I'm leaving next week," she replied.

His eyes softened, "What? For real? Why? I thought she was fine with you staying with him," he said.

She sighed, "I guess she wants me home for a bit, but he did say during the summer I'm coming back." she said, crossing her arms over her chest.

Her gaze veered to the darkening clouds in the distance, she could faintly see the lightning flashing and the wind picking up.

"Well.. I guess we're gonna have to make it worth it," Niccolo said, smiling.

She furrowed her brows, "What do you mean?"

He chuckled, "We're going to make the last few days you're here fun, okay? You're my best friend (Y/N)... you deserve a good time before you go," he said, brushing his hand along her arm.

She felt tingles along her skin. "Well, I guess you're right. Plus I don't want to spend it all lonely," she giggled.

"Exactly! Now let's go chill! It's gonna storm anyway," he replied, taking her hand into his.

The rest of the day was so much fun. (Y/N) and Niccolo did so many things together, from making cookies, to (Y/N) doing his hair, watching movies, they had a blast together.

It was now night, the wind howled outside from the storm. Rain pounded against the roof and windows, it was quite late and (Y/N) wasn't sure how she'd get home.

"It's really coming down out there," Niccolo said, looking out the window.

Lightning flashed across the sky, lighting up the shoreline. The waves crashed onto the shore.

"I need to get back somehow," she said, looking at her phone.

Niccolo looked back at her. "Are you sure you want to? (Y/N) it's really bad out there," he said with concern in his voice.

She wasn't sure how to respond, her dad was cool with Niccolo, but if she stayed overnight would he be pissed? Her dad never trusted any guy besides Niccolo around her.

She decided to send a text to her dad.

(Y/N): hey uh.. idk if i can get back, it's really shitty outside.

Within seconds the grey bubbles popped up.

Dad: No worries. Niccolo's mom knows you're there, you can spend the night. I rather not have you coming out in the middle of a storm. Stay safe. I love you. No funny business either.

She looked over at him. "Well look's like my dad is fine with me spending the night," she said, grinning at him.

Niccolo seemed surprised, but nonetheless he was excited. "Alright bet! You wanna head upstairs? We can chill and do whatever," he asked.

She nodded, "I'd love that."

She followed him up the stairs to his room, she remembered this room all too well. Her and Niccolo spent so many days and nights together in there, even now as a teenager she still felt that nostalgia from it.

"I don't have any clothes.." she muttered to herself.

Niccolo turned back, "Oh, here! Put this on," he said, searching through his drawers for a shirt and shorts for her to wear.

He tossed her a grey shirt and some black shorts. "Thanks.." she said, smiling at him.

He felt his stomach do flips at the sight of her smile. "Yeah no problem.. it's not like you've never borrowed my stuff before," he replied, running his fingers through his blonde hair.

She felt her cheeks growing hot again, curse this boy and what he does to her. Exiting the room, she found herself in his bathroom. She peeled off the swimsuit which was damp from the surfing they did together, she threw on his shirt and shorts and tossed the swimsuit near the edge of the bathtub to dry.

Niccolo laid on his bed, staring at the screen of his phone. His eyes veered to the door where (Y/N) stood, his eyes taking in the sight of her in his clothes. It was something he liked, she was always so cute to him.

"You wanna come lay down?" he asked, patting the side of his bed.

She smiled, "Of course!"

She climbed onto his bed, her head lying against the pillows. Niccolo's face dusted pink, they hadn't been this close in a bed since they were kids.

"So uh.. you ready to move?" he asked, trying to ease the nervousness.

She sighed, "Not really.. I don't know anyone where my mom lives," she replied.

He chuckled a bit, "I'm always going to be here for you, don't be afraid to send me a text during class. You already know I'll respond, especially if it's you."

Her heart swelled, "Please! I'll need it," she giggled.

He smiled, opening his arms for her. "I'll need plenty of hugs."

She giggled and leaned into his embrace, she felt his warmth surrounding her. It felt.. good. It wasn't weird for the two to be like this, she had spent many nights in his embrace when things got hard with her parents. Niccolo was always the one to comfort her and he had no issue with that, whenever she needed him, he was there.

Her eyes felt heavy and eventually the two dozed off into a deep sleep.

The next six days were absolutely enjoyable. (Y/N) and Niccolo spent every single day together, whether it be surfing or simply spending time at their houses, they made the last few days together memorable. They took many photos and polaroids together.

Here they sat by the shore, watching the moon rise in the distance. The sun was now gone behind the clouds, the sky was painted with dark hues of blue and black.

(Y/N) wore his sweater, they just finished surfing not too long ago. Her hair was slightly damp.

"Can't believe this is really it.." Niccolo said, looking towards her.

She lied her head onto his shoulder. "It isn't forever Niccolo.. we have facetime and texting," she said.

"I know.. it's just so hard to believe my best friend won't be here for nine months," he replied.

She sighed, "It is hard to believe but.. I'll be home soon."

Her eyes looked at the moon in the horizon, the tide slowly came towards the shoreline, making the sand wet. The atmosphere was relaxing, the air was salty and warm, the tide was calm, and the moon was out without a cloud in the sky. It lit up the ocean before her.

She couldn't help but reminisce. She spent her whole life here, she loved the beach. She spent her whole life with Niccolo, he was so important to her.

Niccolo was her first friend, they met when they were toddlers. (Y/N)'s family was very close to Niccolo's, they would have sleepovers, celebrate birthdays, make sandcastles, and swim until the sun set.

Most importantly, Niccolo was the one who taught her how to surf. She remembered all the times she would see him hitting the waves, and she wanted to be just like him. Even as a little kid she had a desire to show him that she could do it.

There were many fails and tears of frustration shed, but eventually she did it. Niccolo was so happy to see her ride her first wave, he felt so proud.

There was good moments, but there were also bad ones. When her parents would fight until all hours of the night she found herself running to Niccolo almost every night. She spent many nights crying into his shoulder, in which he would comfort her.

It felt so long ago.

When she turned fourteen, that's when she found her feelings towards Niccolo were more than just being best friends. It wouldn't be an overstatement to say she loved him, her feelings never fizzled out and she always found herself being pulled back into him.

He could never know though, she didn't want him to freak out.

A sudden ping brought her out of her thoughts. She grabbed her phone and noticed the text from her dad.

"Gotta go?" Niccolo asked, looking at her phone screen.

She sighed, "Yeah.. it's late anyway," she replied.

She stood up with Niccolo, she dusted off any sand that was on her shorts.

"Wait."

She looked at Niccolo, cocking her head to the side. "What's up?" she asked.

Even in the darkness she could see his face turning pink. "I-I.. I've wanted to tell you this for such a long time, with you leaving.. I figured it'd be a good time to tell you," he replied.

She blinked, "What is it?"

"(Y/N).. I-I.. really, really, like you. Like.. I can't even explain what you do to me, you're so beautiful and having you as my best friend has been an absolute blessing. I like you so fucking much," he said.

Her eyes grew wide, hearing his confession made her heart swell and her cheeks heat up.

"Niccolo.. I-"

"I get it if you don't feel the same," he said, holding her hand. "I just... I can't get over you."

She smiled, "No Niccolo, I like you too. I like you more than a best friend," she replied.

He seemed surprised, "What? No, you're lying! You don't at all-"

"Niccolo shut up"

That's when her lips pressed onto his, at first he didn't move, but then he began to kiss her back. His hands found their way to her waist, bringing her body against his own. She put her arms around his neck, tugging at the blonde strands of his hair.

The kiss they shared was passionate, it was full of love and emotion from the hidden feelings they've had for so long.

They stood there for awhile, just kissing each other and embracing their skin.

He broke the kiss, hearing her phone. "Shit.."

She looked at her phone seeing another text from her dad.

Dad: Where are you?? Come home please

She sighed, "I gotta get going," she said, looking up at Niccolo.

He cupped her cheek, "Let me walk you home, for the last time." he said.

She smiled, taking his hand and walking with him to her house. She felt her heart tug a bit, realizing this was going to be the last time he'll walk her home for a long time.

She stood in front of the door. "I guess I'll see you next summer," she said, looking up at him.

He smiled, "I guess so.. but, just know I'll be waiting for you, (Y/N). That will never change," he replied.

He kissed her lips one last time. "Goodnight"

"Goodnight"

The next nine months were difficult, but manageable for (Y/N). She was home sick for a long time, she had to get used to a new environment and she had to make some new friends in the process. It was hard, but she did manage. Niccolo kept her going, he assured her summer would arrive soon and it'll all be over.

He was right.

It was now the end of May, she graduated from high school and it was now summer break. She was excited to come home to her dad, they didn't have a lot of time to speak, but he was happy to have her back home.

Stepping into the house she hadn't seen since August, she was greeted with her dad.

"Welcome back!" he said, hugging her.

She smiled, "Hey dad.. uh, mom told me to say bye," she replied, looking around her home.

He nodded, "Alright.. well, I made some changes to the house. I don't have to work outside anymore," he said.

She shook her head, "Well that's good."

He looked at her, "Niccolo has been looking for you. He stopped by earlier, you should go see him. I'm sure you both are eager to see one another," he said.

She felt a smile grow onto her face. "I should go see him.. I'll be back soon!" she said, opening the door to her house.

"Be safe!" her dad called.

She smiled before exiting her house. She missed the warm salty air, it had been so long since she had seen the ocean. That's not the part she missed the most though, it was Niccolo who she wanted to see the most.

She made her way to the shore, she knew she would probably find him there.

Niccolo sat on the sand, he stared at the ocean before him. The waves crashed onto the shoreline near his feet, his mind wandering to (Y/N) and where she was. He missed her dearly, he just wanted to see her.

"The ocean is a really great sight, huh?"

He turned his head to see (Y/N) standing there. "(Y/N)!" he yelled, standing up and hugging her tightly.

She almost fell to the ground. "Hi baby," she said with excitement in her a voice. A smile on her features.

He kissed her, God did he miss her lips. "It's so good to see you again," he cupped her cheek. "We need to catch up."

She smiled, running her fingers through her hair. "We have all day handsome," she replied.

He lifted her off the ground, a yelp escaping her mouth. "You best have a fresh pair of clothes," he smirked.

#anime #attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #aot x y/n #aot x reader #aot fanfiction #aot imagines #snk x y/n #snk x reader #snk fanfiction #snk imagines #shingeki no kyoujin fanfiction #niccolo aot #niccolo x reader #attack on titan fanfiction #anime fanfic #i loved this ok

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HIIII MACKINTOSH goob morning,,, pd episode 11 update ASHE MOMENT hi. hi oh my god. everyone HAS to be obsessed with him right?? he has to be like a fandom favorite guy HES GOT A CURSED GRIMOIRE!!! awsome. awesome sick i love him.

REALLY chewing on all the dakota & william stuff this episode... what will said about his wisp form being kind of terrifying because he never knows if he'll really be able to return to his body... ohh man thats so good. kid who's soul is just kind of held in by a thread rattlin around in there... + also this ep was great re: the trivia point u mentioned last night ab dakota & will clashing morality!! bc yeah!!! wild that wiwi's hesitance to Torture People wasn't because of the Torturing People part but just bc he's afraid of himself... dakota just having to Leave partway through... aughh. vyncent also holy shit!! all of these guys are having such a bad time.

I LOVE ASHE oh my godd. such a specific type of alt kid i love him. type of guy i would befriend like a shy stray cat at orchestra camp after complimenting his red jumpsuit apparatus hoodie. also there HAS to be insane amounts of discourse re: wavelength (holy shit. mark. mark. shrieked at that. i feel like i cant call him that its too weirddddd) parenting methods?? there HAS to be people who r like well i can excuse the murders but i draw the line at homeschooling ur bound-to-a-demonic-book kid. yeah youre right he & tide r so divorced 2 me. single dad & single mom. why is he so intent on getting tide back hmm??!!

anyway... hghghbk. good episode i won't make this even longer & start talking ab the spirit world stuff (!!!???!!!?!!?!!) BUT i hope u r having a good dayyyyy <3333

FUCK YEAAAAAH IM SO EXCITED YOUVE FINALLY MET ASHE I LOVE HIM SOOOOO MUCH. I LOVE HIM SO VERYMUCH . AUAGHGHHH. ashe winters my boy forever... i KNEW u would like him i could feel it in my BONES. hell yes. love love love a grimoire guy :]

I CANT WAIT 2 SEND U THE TRIVIA FOR THIS EP i started writing it out at the beginning of my shift this morning and then had to go to like a billion meetings so you dont get it until i get home. but theres some TASTY behind the scenes characterization discussion. ohhh thays my favorite. esp irt dakota this ep :] i love him so much . i love all of them so much

ANYWAY. william ashamed of his powers mkment!!!! my boy he is made of catholic guilt. anyway. i fucking loved how he ghost shaped his spirit form for intimidation instead of actually using it. hes so smart hes so cool hes everything to me if i start thinking about william wisp for too long ill go fucking bonkers crazy.

MARK. MAAAAAAARK. DUDE IM SO FUCKING GLAD YOUVE FINALLY LEARNED HIS NAME BC IVE ALMOST CALLED HIM MARK IN UR NOTES SO MANY TIMES AND IVE HAD TO CORRECT MYSELF. wavelength who. this is my deadbeat dad best friend mark winters. HES NOT A DEADBEAT DAD. IM SORRY. ok ok ok. i cannot say much irt him rn but there IS a reason hes like this hes not just shitty for the sake of it. he does care very much hes just bad at it. uhhhhhhghdgdgdgggdgdrrrghg i love him. a lot . #1 mark winters apologist blog right here. im not even sorry. luckily..luckily i have not seen the discorse about him yet but i know its out there somewhwre. sigh.

u know whats funny. youll hear this a little bit but its mostly in the bts stuff. grizzly fucking HATES mark. and that bleeds into how he plays dakota which makes sense but its SO FUNNY in the rolleds just how much he gets mad at mark. which !!! understandable he sucks hes terrible. but im built different i love him.

AND TIIIIIIIIDE. hey. hey remember when william was interrogating mark the first time. in the holding cell. and he tried to use a ghost shaped tide at first but mark called bullshit right away because "tide's never spoken to me like that before" hey . fellas.

#um! fandom phenomenon with ashe. like 90% of the fandom uses she/her pronouns for ashe and im not. totally sure why?#i think thats just like. the prominent popular fanon thing but personally its not for me.#also ive seen people be like. weirdly pushy and defensive about it so im like. hm ok no thank u <3 #just my 2 cents tho ppl can do whatever they want idc !!!#i love him a lot. dw you will get so attached to him i promise #anyway. kicks feet twirls hair hiiiiiiii mark . he sucks so much. hes terrible. however he does care so much. augrhrhrhrgrhrjr. the nuance.#OK OK. DRIVING HOME FROM WORK NOW SO ILL BE RADIO SILENT FOR LIKE AN HOUR <3 will have trivia for u later hehe #SOOOO SO EXTREMELY HAPPY UR HAVING SO MUCH FUN. YOU UNDERSTAND ME NOW. IM INSUFFERABLE FOR GOOD REASON #asks #friends!!!#intertexts

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After a Million Miles or So, We Might Find Out We're Home (SFWeek Day 7)

Regency Era AU or Free Day

AO3 || FFN

@mysteryandnonstopfun

“You’re going to combine all the realms?” Emma asked, staring at Regina with wide eyes.

Regina nodded, her hands already crackling with the restrained magic of the scroll clutched in her fingers. “I am. I think it’s for the best. No more curses, no more being caught off-guard by people that exist…”

Emma wrinkled her nose at that. No amount of acceptance would take away the shock of discovering Les Miserables or The Avengers were real people.

But she knew Regina was right. For too long the realms had been separated, and too many people had gotten hurt in the process. Curse after curse, villain after villain…

And, Emma realized, it would actually allow the Storybrooke residents the ability to travel. No, they wouldn’t be able to go to Disneyworld, or New York City, or Tallahassee, but they’d be able to get out of the tiny little town they’d called home for decades, without being ripped away from her again.

A happy beginning.

So it was cast, a piece of everyone’s heart sacrificed in the process, from hero and reformed villain alike, and Storybrooke? Well, it got much, much more crowded.

Which meant that, for a few weeks, Emma and the other sheriffs were incredibly busy, registering the inhabitants of the respective realms, welcoming them, and making sure everyone was able to settle in. A transportation system had been drafted by several builders, and had been completed in a few days thanks to the various magic-users in the lands.

It was a little unnerving how quick everything seemed to fall into place, and before long, things had settled down into a routine.

A few months after the dust settled, Neal slapped a map down on the table after their daughter Audrey had left for school.

“What’s this?” she questioned, sipping at her coffee.

“It’s a map of the Realms,” he said with that same love-sick puppy dog look on his face. “I thought you and I could go on vacation, just the two of us.”

Huh. Now that was an idea. She couldn’t remember the last time they’d had any sort of vacation alone. If it wasn’t something at the school they needed to support Audrey with, it was some sort of villainous disaster waiting in Storybrooke, or they were cursed in Hyperion Heights, as a bitter, angry, divorced couple with a daughter caught between them.

They hadn’t had time to just… be free.

“I suppose it would only be fair if Audrey got to choose who she stayed with, if we’re bailing on her for a week or two,” Emma said.

“Well, she is seventeen. It wouldn’t be fair if she got stuck and grandma and grandpa’s. A farm and a pawn shop don’t seem to be all that hip with the teens,” Neal replied with a grin.

“God, we’re not that old, Neal,” she replied, rolling her eyes.

“Emma, we’re grandparents. I think it’s time to pack it up on the young game.”

“Oh? Then maybe we should spend our vacation looking at retirement homes, then,” she said. “Since you’re so convinced we no longer have our youth.”

Neal’s face went red. “Well, maybe we don’t go that far, but - ”

Emma laughed. “It’s fine, Neal. I’ll tell Philip I’m taking a couple weeks off. I’m sure he’ll understand.” It was rare for Emma to take a day off, so it might provide some relief in the office anyway.

Audrey had been understandably ecstatic about being away from her parents. Emma didn’t understand the feeling, but as long as her daughter was happy, that was all she cared about.

What hadn’t made her all that happy was when Audrey decided to stay with her boyfriend, rather than with a friend, Henry, or even one set of grandparents. But Emma and Neal had promised it would be anyone, so, with Audrey taken care of, the two of them were off on their great adventure.

“You said Arendelle first, right?” Neal asked.

"Yeah, I thought it'd be nice to see Elsa and Anna again."

"It has been quite a while since they crashed into Storybrooke. I wonder if Anna still sword fights. Might be fun to set up a match between her and your dad."

"I think dad would love that."

The snowy landscape of Arendelle gave way to the sparkling desert sands of Agrabah, where they caught up with Aladdin and Jasmine. From there, they traveled south to Camelot, where they were greeted with… a mixed welcome.

Lancelot, at least, welcomed them with open arms, and since he was the newly-crowned king, it seemed any dissenters kept their mouths shut.

They hadn’t stayed more than a night before venturing to Oz to visit with Red and Dorothy.

Knowing that her mother could see Red more often made Emma happy. She knew it had been hard over the years, with only a mirror to talk through, and even that had only come five years after Red had left for Oz.

Then they made their way to Erik and Ariel’s beachy kingdom.

“Think this makes up for us missing out on Tallahassee?” Neal questioned as they spread out on the beach for a picnic. It was every bit of a corny romantic movie, with the sun setting, the sky brilliant shades of pink and orange as the few rays left reflected off the water’s low tide.

Emma laughed. “More than, considering the nearest beach to Tallahassee is two hours away.”

“What?”

She shrugged. “I spent a couple years there after I got out of juvie. Thought you’d show.”

He winced, scratching the back of his neck. “I’m sorry, Em. I didn’t think you'd want to see me. Wasn’t sure what August had been planning.”

“It’s okay. I understand,” she said, reaching to take his free hand. “We found our way back to each other, and everything’s worked out.”

Neal smiled, squeezing her hand. “We found our way home.”

#sfweek2021 #swanfire #emma swan #neal cassidy #ouat

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gabenathreversebang · 3 years

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GabeNath Reverse Bang 2020 Masterpost

Lady in Blue

When Gabriel akumatizes Audrey again, it goes awry and backfires on him. When he, Ladybug and Chat Noir are compromised, Nathalie decides it’s time for her to take matters into her own hands.

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Changing Hearts and Changing Tides

The Agreste boys and their plus one, Nathalie, have decided to spend the week in a cabin by the coast. While Gabriel tries to mend his fractured relationship with Adrien, Nathalie is more or less there to keep the peace, but she soon finds herself out of her depth. With emotions shifting as frequently as the tide can the trio band together and take strides towards the future, or will they be swept out to sea and left hanging?

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Your Sword and Shield

The last time the Graham de Vanilys showed up to the Agreste mansion, they proved they are not to be trusted. Nathalie should have known Amelie would go to treacherous lengths to get under her skin. After a tense confrontation and the shocking reveal of a new villain, Nathalie must step into a new role to protect the one she loves.

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A Moment of Reflection

After a particularly upsetting defeat, Gabriel is feeling like it might be time to throw in the butterfly brooch and move on. Nathalie tries to encourage him to continue but even she has some reservations about the idea. The two have a heart to heart over some brandy and learn things about each other.

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well, of course i’ve tried lavender

K O E L N @archekoeln you think, i didn’t know mayura was the type to resort to something like this? but you’re wrong, because now you’re being carried like a sack of potatoes above paris and, 3/11

K O E L N @archekoeln well, the view’s nice and all but you’re also in the arms of a villain??? 4/11

K O E L N @archekoeln you also think, how is she so strong??? because you know you aren’t as light as a feather (haha i’m funny) and her arms are skinny af, but you know, magic i guess 5/11

An online thread about Mayura sparks something in Gabriel. And as her boss (and friend, and villainous partner, and her something), isn’t it his job to… to do what exactly? Well, even he doesn’t know.

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Not All Heroes Wear Capes

Superheroes, in daily life, usually remained hidden. Men and women, bestowed with god-like powers, living among those whose only powers remained in their knowledge and talents. One of these heroes was Mayura, a peacock-themed superheroine with the power to create new life. As more laborers were going on strike, Mayura’s efforts to keep the economy from deflating were more crucial than ever. Because of her, livelihoods were kept intact for the destitute. For the corporate overlords, however, she was the bane of their luxurious existence. But what does this mean to Gabriel Agreste?

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Broken Arrow

Ordinary innkeeper Nathalie is plagued with visions of a captive Gabriel, begging for help. She sets out to recruit his son Adrien, the Demigod of Love, to aid her in freeing Gabriel from Emilie, the goddess of beauty. But Nathalie doesn’t know the secret that Adrien keeps from her that may tear them all apart.

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Gabriel’s Inferno

Nothing seemed to predict how it all would end, and yet it had to have been obvious. It had been weeks since Mayura’s last appearance and he didn’t even let her go out to fight in person, but a broken miraculous doesn’t get carried away by precautions once it’s activated. With Nathalie balancing between life and death, Gabriel will have the opportunity to fix things or lose himself forever in a hellish battle that will overcome all nightmares.

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If I Could Turn Back Time

Gabriel and Nathalie obtain the rabbit miraculous and travel into the paths of time as Velveteen and Mayura, with the goal of preventing the chain of events that would lead to Emilie’s death. But on their way to Tibet, they encounter surprising visions of possible futures that leave them questioning what is possible and what they really want.

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This is Hallowe’en

With All Hallow’s Eve hanging over their heads, the Agreste household gets wrapped into celebrating Samhain. With Gabriel and Adrien following Nathalie’s knowledgeable path, they can not fail, probably. This moderately functional family will honor Emilie Agreste in the best ways they can.

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Malleable Fates

A red thread starts materializing around Gabriel’s finger nearly two decades after he’s already found his soulmate. As he and Nathalie devise a faultless plan to finally win Ladybug and Chat Noir’s miraculous and bring back his wife, Gabriel fights the onslaught of confusing feelings brought about the mysterious reappearance of his soulmate string - including the sneaking suspicion that his soulmate maybe isn’t who she used to be.

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The Splintered Soul Staring Back At Me

In the aftermath of the battle and a brief hospital stay, Nathalie is safe at home. Her recovery has been a bit stagnant, but she’s been granted leave from work and the miraculous is finally fixed. Things can only go up from here, right?

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With the Flap of a Butterfly’s Wing

It only took one little thing, the barest of moments, for Duusu to feel their love, and decide that they had to do something about it. Which was how Duusu ended up roping Nooroo into trying everything under the sun to match up their two stubborn holders.

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The Orders He Defies

After her husband’s death, Nathalie Sancoeur fell into deep despair. Determined to bring him back, she set her goal on obtaining the Black Cat and Ladybug miraculous, using the power of her own one. All her attempts for the last year, however, were futile. Should she remain careful? Or should she let it all burn, as her assistant Gabriel suggests she should? And is the goal even worth its price?

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Royal Pain

Nathalie liked to think that she would make a pretty good king. If she had been born as the opposite sex, anyways. But as the facts were, Princess Nathalie Sancoeur had a duty thrust upon her that she would rather have not, all things considered: to be married to a foreign prince, in order to bring good fortune to her family and kingdom, and bolster their strength should the rapidly-cooling relations with one of the neighboring countries turn into a full-blown war. It was enough to make her gag every time she thought of it.

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Dancing on Broken Glass

It was Lila that almost reduced Paris to rubble.It was that conflict that caused an irreversible change to two miraculous holders.It was that change that brought them together.

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Anagnorisis

«Define Hubris»

Gabriel never considered how much a Deus Ex Machina would cost.

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Worth

It’s been seventeen years since Nathalie and Gabriel sat in the cramped studio working hard to get the brand off the ground, and now he can’t help but reflect on those long-forgotten years.

Before Emilie. Before Adrien. Before the money and fame.

As he looks at her across his desk… he wonders if it was all worth it.

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A Witch’s Desire

Gabriel Agreste was a peculiar man, who was known around town both as a famous fashion designer and a powerful witch who was able to read and control minds, though he never used that second power unless there was a real emergency. Heck, he barely even used the first. But after losing his wife, Gabriel becomes desperate to do anything he can to bring her back, even that means using his powers for evil, or tracking down a mysterious powerful witch who had disappeared many years ago, with the power to bring the dead back to life.

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Not a Minute of Peace

Even though the akuma wants to shackle them, the Collector and Catalyst have more freedom than Gabriel and Nathalie ever had. They may be criminals turned into prey, but they enjoy the hunt. There is only one thing they are running from.

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Revision

Nathalie made the wish.

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The Woman With The Golden Feathers

The annual Bourgeois masquerade comes at the right time for Gabriel. In a moment of personal uncertainty after his discreet divorce, he will find the possible answer in a mysterious lady with golden feathers.

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Time and Time Again

The stress of being a young designer trying to make it in the fashion industry is taking its toll, and Gabriel’s and Nathalie’s marriage is slowly unraveling.

They’ve stood the tests of life since their first year of university, but when everything comes crashing down, Gabriel finds himself stuck reliving the day it happened. Failing and falling, time and time again with every passing ‘day’. Why is he here? How can he stop it? The answer lies in a choice as to what matters more: his career or the woman who has stood by him through it all.

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Clarity

A year after Hawkmoth’s surrender, Gabriel asks Nathalie to join him to gaze at the stars. While she waits for him, she contemplates the empty space left by the removal of the portrait from the foyer hall. Growth ensues for them both as they learn to just be by each other’s side.

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C’est la Vie; C’est le Ballet

After the death of his wife, upstart choreographer Gabriel Agreste is looking for a new star for his ballet, Miraculous. Hard to please and willing to do whatever it takes for the sake of the show, none of the auditionees fit his artistic vision…

…except Nathalie, a former prima ballerina turned ballet instructor. She’s stoic and very dedicated to her craft, but there’s a reason she stopped performing four years ago and it has dangerous potential.

Through the trials and triumphs and betrayals that run hand in hand with the world of ballet, Gabriel and Nathalie begin to find something more in each other’s company, and perhaps the seeds of new beginnings.

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I’m Praying (There’s Saving)

It was to be Gabriel’s first party on Olympus, but little did he know it would also be the last. Not only for him, but for everyone. In the blink of an eye everything changed, sending the god of nature and his newborn son to take refuge with the Queen of the Dead. They thought they were safe, but even the depths of the underworld couldn’t escape the King’s wrath forever.

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#gabenath reverse bang #gabenath events #gabenath #miraculous ladybug #reverse bang #gabenath reverse bang 2020 #masterpost 2020

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pandoratheprocrasticreator · 2 years

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Plotlines in TOH that were probably cut because of The Shortening

matt and steve being brothers (confirmed!)

beach episode (kind of confirmed?)

the odalia/alador divorce arc (they needed like at least 2 more episodes to convincingly show this marriage dissolve they got along fine in escaping expulsion)

odalia’s motivations/character depth (did she know the sigils would kill everyone? since she and her husband both had sigils what did she think would happen? if everyone died who would she have extorted money from? was she coerced by belos? i know shes a capitalist but this is a very bad business decision)

the alador/darius enemies to lovers slowburn

dadrius and sonter

hooty’s backstory

the collector getting into more shenanigans while still trapped in the shadow realm

the deal with the other four coven heads

the deal with eberwolf (why are they rebelling? do they just love chaos? why does darius care about them? are they bffs? are they his dog? is darius a furry but he’s a dog person so he refuses to be a catboy?)

hexside fighting against the emperor after everyone finds out the truth in labyrinth runners (especially the emerald entrails)

the implication that kids from other schools also got surprise sigiled and that some of the kids in hexside also might have (it was a very small group of students fighting against the coven. besides most of these kids were expecting to get their sigils when they graduated so whats a few years earlier? they didn’t know the truth anyway)

the fallout of the hexside students parents finding out (whether some parents believe their kids or not, whether the parents that do can get the word out, how families are dealing with the fact that the adults might die in a few days. backlash against the emperor’s coven for trying to trick their kids into getting sigils early?)

90% of vee’s character arc (hope she gets some moments in S3 at least)

half a season the hexsquad getting into wacky shenanigans on earth (they don’t even have time to fight rupaul now :((((( )

90% of boscha’s character arc

90% of emira’s character arc

alador’s relationship with the twins bc i think he’s said like one sentence to them the whole show

jerbo and barcus getting up to shenanigans like viney is

what’s up with the other two girls from boscha and skara’s mean girl squad

whatever they were building up to with the looking glass graveyard (please let it be relevant in S3)

90% of the wittebane brothers’ backstory (disney could have also cut it bc brother murder is scary for kids which is fair. too bad they were relegated to showing it in the background of hollow mind. if toh aired on like adult swim they probably could have had a whole episode for it)

the complex and nuanced religious trauma that comes with being raised in a culture dedicated to unquestioningly worshipping a sole religious figure that claimed he could speak to your god. how the cycle of physical, emotional, and religious abuse is perpetuated from one generation to the next, to the point that it’s entrenched in the culture of the boiling isles. how because violence and competition has been normalized in the emperor’s coven, every coven head (yes even the ones you like) saw a LITERAL CHILD be horribly abused by the emperor to the point where hes covered in scars and sat back and did nothing, even going as far as to admonish him for being a “spoiled brat” (lilith) and making him “prove himself” to not be completely loyal to belos, something he’s been manipulated to be since birth, to be seen as worthy of help and affection (darius)

why perry porter was in eda’s flashback in king’s tide with the other important adult characters dana he was in like 3 episodes he has like 5 min of screen time total you can’t just drop the potential eda-perry friendship and not expand on it

#toh #the owl house #shut up pandora #fuck disney #im not tagging all the characters #dana terrace

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lovemeian · 3 years

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hi! so i read broken waves and i that’s mc karma for suna 🤪 anyway can i ask a couple of questions?

• why and for how long he cheated? did he really loved his mistress (post-it note where she replied with a i love u too)?

• when he saw the divorce papers, did he regretted his infidelity when he saw mc (he didn’t recognise her anymore)? and decided to let her go…or he was happy to divorce her?

• he remarried (with his mistress) and wasn’t sure if he ever loved his second wife…he had those doubts before or after the marriage?

• at mc’s wedding (gut feeling, it was atsumu who decided to send the invitation 😏) - he went alone and he’s been for a while so his second marriage failed too, i guess? does he STILL love reader?

• what was suna’s friends (ie old inarizaki vb) reaction to his divorce with reader? i guess they asked why their marriage ended 🧐 were they friends with yn? last but not least: who attended suna’s second wedding 👀👀

sorry too many questions 😭🙈 just really liked your one shot

MC KARMA FOR SUNA JKAJSAKSJ I LOVE IT !!

—spoilers for broken waves! if ya gonna read don't read this yet!

what i can say w/o answering the questions, is that general theme for this fic is inspired by the original little mermaid. the danish one made by hans christian andersen. and that shit was dark. its about sea foam, a catalyst of love that you. . . you kinda see where the ending is going?

idek, i just really love dark fairytales. when u spin them like gold from rough fingers, u dont notice the mould made from a cursed spell until you present them to a king with all your heart. that. this is the price for it. i hope you can live with it.

ASK AWAY I LOVE QUESTIONS SO MUCH—

—oh lord, ok so i only had a shallow timeline of him cheating, but a few months? three months when mc found the perfume. but its like,, a solid seven months when she found the paper.

—funnily enough, heh, no suna didn't love the mistress. not really. he thought he did, but it was more of. he was in this unhappy marriage, everything felt like a struggle, every time they met together, they fought, he was tired. and this. . . infidelity he had felt like a respite, no matter how short. he wanted her to see it. to see what would happen. to see her fight for him?? he felt them going into a dead end marriage and his big brain idea was to. . . rile her up? but at the same time, to end his marriage to. its like that dark fascination when u see a car crash happen in front of your eyes. you just. stop and stare sometimes.

—less regretting the infidelity, more regretting doing it to this person. this person he loved, he swore to adore forever and seeing a broken shard. he vaguely knew this was going to be the ending, but to see her actually as a broken wave, a foam against the shore— it broke something in him, and knew that divorcing her was a mercy he needed to give her. if not for him now, then the husband who had promised to love her.

—yeah, he had those doubts long before he got married. he vaguely knew he didn't love her, not especially like his first wife. bc he knew this was borne from something ugly, something broken. and that sticks to you. also i wanted maximum hurt, people who cheat don't deserve respite bye.

—gut feeling is right, nonnie! tsumu sent the invite, the little gremlin hehe. here's the thing about love that i adore so much. even if you don't. actively love someone anymore, there are shadows of it. from the memories, esp when you know you only loved this person like this— and yes, he was divorced from second marriage, ultimately since that marriage was doomed from the beginning — and to see them again ignites all these former feelings. its kindle to a larger flame.

—oh suna's friends were highkey disappointed. but its weird, isn't it? they can't do anything bc it alr happened, and they're still sorta friends with them both. but they adore y/n, so when the dust settled after divorce, they distracted her from suna's new relationship and i think that's why she met atsumu. everyone but atsumu attended suna's wedding, bc at the time, he was developing feelings for her and wanted to let him know there's something brewing. osamu and the rest went as a respect, but no one really wished them good tidings. only that he's happy with the price he paid and got.

no problem at all, i love answering questions so much ehehe, thank you for these!

#qna: nonnie #lvmn.broken waves #lvmn.thoughts

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* lauren tsai, cis female + she/her | you know ramona pei, right? they’re twenty-three, and they’ve lived in irving for, like, eight years? well, their spotify wrapped says they listened to can i believe you by fleet foxes like, a million times this year, which makes sense ‘cause they’ve got that whole sitting at the bottom of a swimming pool while your lungs are screaming for air, the muffle of a tv from behind a closed door at 3am, ripping your dress as you crawl into your friends window thing going on. i just checked and their birthday is march 6, so they’re a pisces, which is unsurprising, all things considered. ( corny :D )

also sorry this got so long :(( really meant to shorten it but uh oh well. let’s get into it shall we...

TW: blood mentions, violence, arson, emotional manipulation, cheating, absentee parenting, parental fighting

ABOUT.

in her hand, ramona held an antique vase, white with blue detailing. passed down from generation to generation, it had been in her family for decades. not wanting to drop it, she held it as tightly as possible. held so tight that it shattered anyway, breaking into hundreds of pieces that cut her hand as they fell.

a trip to china to celebrate graduating college despite having two children in between, patti met a man and had a short-lived but passionate affair, only to return home to find out she was pregnant.

in the middle of a storm, ramona was born into a home longer than it was tall. patti gave her her father’s last name, some shallow attempt to connect her to a man and culture she didn’t know.

ramona’s early years float through her mind like a montage of memories. rolling in the dirt and eating worms. climbing up the trees that shadowed the driveway to their house, jumping from branch to branch. cutting her doll’s hair before cutting her own to match. the first meeting of patti’s new boyfriend. his hairy belly hanging out of his white wife beater as he fell asleep on the couch with the tv on.

patti loved her children. she loved trent, shirley, and ramona with her whole heart, but she was tired. working all day and all night, it was hard to keep tabs on them at all times. the three of them woke up early every morning, singing as they packed lunches, and they kept up with their chore wheel, and they ran barefoot for hours in the woods behind their house.

she first learned to swim in a grimmy lake a couple miles from her house. she’d sit on the bike with trent as he took them there. she jumped right in and paddled her arms until she learned to stay afloat. she’d go under and swim deeper and deeper until her siblings were screaming her name. she’d come up and laugh, knowing that her siblings cared for her.

her first friend was debbie. they were inseparable. holding hands on the playground. playing hopscotch after school. swimming in the lake by her house. as the days went on, debbie made new friends. less and less she was at ramona’s house, eating peanut butter sandwiches trent had made. a thursday afternoon, ramona stole a hershey’s bar from the gas station — deb’s favorite candy. after her mom tucked her in, she snuck out and ran to her friend’s, still in her pjs. she threw rocks at the window, and one was thrown a bit too hard, shattering the window. debbie’s screams woke the whole neighborhood. the cops were called. while she was escorted home, ramona was crying the whole time, confused as to what she did wrong. all she wanted to do was win her friend back.

she felt like she didn’t belong. she’d cut up pictures of her favorite actresses and paste pictures of her own face over theirs, hanging those portraits all over the walls of the house. if she lived like the characters on the tv, she would have to be real. that was real life. there were times when everything felt perfect. the feeling of relief that comes from placing the last piece in a puzzle. snapshot memories like sitting at the table with her siblings, swinging her feet because her legs were too small to hit the ground. her first kiss underneath the slide. running with her friend, crayons in hand as they doodled along the walls. she was inclined to freeze these memories, trying to prolong them and make them last forever.

so when trent left for college, ramona, 13 at the time, hugged him so tight and wouldn’t let go. her mother and sister had to pry her off of him, and she scratched him so hard she drew blood in the process. or when her first boyfriend broke up with her and two weeks later he had a new girlfriend. she took her nail polish and wrote ‘cunt’ on his locker, earning herself a week-long suspension. shirley only congratulated her. her mother was at work. her step-father was passed out on the couch.

she acclimated to high school easily with shirley there to guide her. but she quickly made her own friends. tamra’s parents were hardly home. her house served as homebase. ramona’s parents didn’t realize when she left. they were too busy screaming at each other over the static of the tv. she’d slip out and run to tamra’s, climbing into the window left open. they’d put makeup on like their favorite movie character and get in their nicest dresses, before meeting their girlfriends and boyfriends in the parking lot of the abandoned walmart, making a competition out of who could get the drunkest. they would head home and four or five of them would pile into tamra’s bed and sleep there until late afternoon.

ramona’s first serious relationship was russell. she swore they were in love until she caught him making out with someone else at a bonfire. she pushed him over and ran into the woods. two weeks later, they were back together. he was her dream guy. not even nicholas sparks could write a lead so romantic. he kept pushing her and pushing her because he knew she wouldn’t let go. until one night she got so mad that she smashed in the windows of his car and sliced up the leather interior. fits of rage were rare for her, but when they came around, they were all consuming. she was lucky he didn’t press charges.

life was a whirlwind of change the summer before sophomore year. shirley was packing up for college. patti was getting a divorce and moving them to irving, her hometown. ramona locked herself in her room. she wouldn’t come out for anything. the next day, when she still wouldn’t leave, shirley broke into her room, only to find it empty with the window wide open. a town-wide manhunt ensued, only to find her hiding up in a tree in the woods.

even though she was back home, she wasn’t really there. she wouldn’t speak. didn’t speak until the day shirley moved away to go to college.

despite her reservations, she liked irving. she had never seen the ocean before. ramona stepped up to the shore and looked out at the horizon. peace washed over her as the waves lapped at her ankles. there was a sense of security in feeling so small. she took to swimming in the ocean rather than the lake, searching for sea creatures big and small to befriend.

the tv was always on at their house. her mom couldn’t stand the quiet and neither could she. the house was empty with three less booming voices. ramona clung to her friends, using them as an escape for everything she didn’t want to think about.

surrounded by all of these people, she still felt alone, isolated, like they only loved a certain version of her. when her and patti left to meet trent to visit shirley at school, she cried the whole trip, thinking her friends would talk about her while she was gone, and that they would be closer when she wasn’t there.

but she seemed to always be there, forcing her way into every plan and every activity rather than be left out. it was suffocating, but she was usually kind, so people put up with her.

there were always the times she wasn’t kind. when she’d make passive aggressive comments about what a bitch someone was because they didn’t want her using their favorite eyeshadow. or when someone said they wanted space and she went on a tirade about how horribly they treated her because she didn’t want them to leave her -- a reactionary measure that always seemed to make everything worse. but then she would act out her favorite television episodes for her friends and they would laugh and clap along, forgetting her desperate attempts to fight change.

she couldn’t follow in her siblings footsteps. siblings she hardly hears from anymore, but desperately tries to reach out to. she stayed home and got a job as a swim instructor and a lifeguard in the summer. she sells handmade jewelry on the side. she’s floating and untethered, waiting to see where the tide carries her, only wanting to make fun memories from now until the end of time.

PERSONALITY.

um she��s a bit horrible? her heart is always in the right place and her intensions are good. she romanticizes literally everything. she wants to be loved so badly that she will look past any and all flaws <3. she often acts out because she is scared of losing her friends, and so she’ll be rude and passive aggressive. she wants them to feel like they need her more than she needs them. it’s all a weird power move in a way to keep her friends close. consumed by fomo. sometimes she can be outright mean and aggressive, but she really has to be pushed to her limit. doesn’t ever see what she’s doing as wrong. her older siblings were more of parents to her than her actual parents, and since they were all within 5 years of each other in age, her siblings never disciplined her because they were all immature. she is playful and untamed and just likes to do things because she can’t sit still. can always be found hanging out with friends and doing arts in crafts, or climbing rocks or swimming in the ocean.

HEADCANONS.

she can’t get rid of things. her windowsill is lined with empty makeup bottles and empty deodorants and flowers in old wine bottles. she wears clothes until they literally fall apart. she has a million posters and pictures covering every space of her walls and ceiling. her room is a collection of her life with piles of clothes on her desk chair and bras and sweaters hanging from door handles.

for three months, she wore a bathing suit every day. some days it was under regular clothes and others it was the only thing she wore. she liked it and thought it was fashionable. it was how she was most comfortable.

she can’t drive! only rides her bike!

only wears dresses now <3

cannot sleep without the tv on! likes to hear voices lull her to sleep and inspire her dreams.

speaking of dreams, she has a whole notebook filled with the time she decided to analyze dreams for fun. has a notebook per passion she wants to explore. is always trying new things or researching new things to try to find her forever interest, not coming to terms that she wants to run wild forever and live like a witch in the woods, completely unburdened by anything.

she has a scar on her knee and the palm of her hand. she was hiking up a waterfall with friends one time, and got dared to climb up some slippery rocks. needless to say, she fell and cut herself badly.

she likes laughing and running and swimming. she likes posters and nail polish and cozy comforters. she dislikes being confined indoors and people who go out of their way to be mean and rainy days. she dislikes the color orange and words she can’t pronounce and learning from a textbook. she likes bikes and she doesn’t like cars. she likes anyone with kind eyes.

#irvingintro

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danishmiilk · 4 years

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if your moots were fanfics, what would they be? :p

ANON! i’ve been wanting to do this for the lONgest time (two days) so i’m soooo happy to have received this LMAO even though,,, this may NOT be accurate but im just gonig to do this randomly to the best of my ability

it’s very long, so more under the cut

@lebrookestore || taeyong + bookshop!au. so basically taeyong works at this bookshop and shes always going in to flip through books and such because she can’t afford to buy them and taeyong’s supposed to chase her away but just doesn’t have the heart to and one day she really just goes up and thanks him and hes like no problem and its usually quite empty so the next times she goes to said bookshop taeyong will go and sit with her to read the books and they talk and like wow they like the same shit! so then they Fall In Love wow

@hannie-dul-set || jaemin + definitely fluff. so basically her best friend (me! IM SORRY ALLEX BYE) and her best friend’s boyfriend (SICHENG! IM NOT SORRY ALLEX BYE) decided that their best friends weren’t getting like enough DATES so then they dragged them out on a double date (only for her and jaemin it was a bLIND date). it was at the dog cafe and the moment me and sicheng got there we just left them and ran away and theyd already bought like food so they decided to just stay and it was awkward for a bit but then like, jaemin was so good with dogs and hot damn. then yall exchange numbers and by the time yall get out of the cafe you see me and sicheng across the street using binoculars to spy on yall.

@seeing-dreams || chenle + def fluff, highschool!au. i feel like it’d be the secret admirer letter thing, which i think you already know what i mean? like chenle’s your crush bc (tbh he’e everyone’s) hes so hot and hes part of the basketball team and he also sits with you in bio and also at the same time you’ve been getting notes taped to the underside of your table in bio, and its like 10 or so letters before you get the last one asking you on a date (and leaving their number!! so if you want to date then call!!) and so youve alr fallen for this guy’s diction and you call the number and chenle’s phone rings. he winKS at you and youre like oH MY GOD

@floweringtheflowers || mark + YO IM SORRY BUT ISN’T YOUR WRITING ACC LIKE NEOSCULPTURES A SMUT BLOG I VAGUELY REMEMBER YOU SAYING THAT OR SUMN SO + pwp LMAO IM SORRY- and like obviously i don’t read those but like yeah take it take it away you just give me very strong pwp vibes bye

@moonlightjeno || jeno + arranged marriage!au, royalty!au, one sided etl!au. MHM SO BASICALLY YOURE A PRINCESS AND JENO IS A PRINCE AND THE KING AND QUEEN OF JENO’S COUNTRY (cough doyoung and his wife) dECIDE THAT OK TREATY so then you and jeno have to get married and like bc were such nice people we decide that okay, yall get married for oNE YEAR if really cannot then like fine,, yall can divorce. so yall just like try to tide it out for a year right but you need to fake in the eyes of the public and you hate jeno but hes just trying to make this more bearable for the two of you and one day yall have an argument and jeno goes like “I JUST REALLY wANT TO KISS YOU, OKAY?” *squeal* and youre like whatthefuck and then, like, you know what? you jsut pretend that didn’t happen but you eventually agree to just be cordial and friendly and become friends, and you know jeno’s in love with you but you try to not make it awkward and somewhere along the way you fall in love *clasps hands together with a huge sigh* deserve.

@sehunniepot || (i want to write this alr) yuta + hogwarts!au, etl!au, HOUSE RIVALRY!AU BC THOSE ARE SUPERIOR. yuta’s definitely a gryffindor so you can be a slytherin since you never tOLD me. so so anyway youve hated each other from day one because of some stupid misunderstanding of him purposely tripping you in the train and then youre sorted into slytherin and him in gryffindor and the next four years are pranks and sneers and insults and glares. then the yule ball comes up, and because the hogwarts teachers are so JUMPY you have a dancing lesson with randomly assigned partners and you get yuta and AAAA “boys, put your hand on the girl’s waist.” and youre glaring daggers but yuta does it anyway with that cocky grin and you hold hands and your hand’s on his shoulder and are his ears red, or is that just your imagination?? then yall just tease each other the entire dancing lesson and when you get back to your dorm best friend!doyoung’s all like “why was nakamoto blushing-” and you’re like “nothing.” then then YOU REALISE YOU CANT STOP THINKING OF HIS HAND ON YOUR WAIST AND DURING THE NEXT DANCE LESSON YOU NATURALLY GRAVITATE TOWARD EACH OTHER AND DOYOUNG’S LIKE ?? OKAY THEN ILL JUST GO DANCE QITH SOMEONE ELSE?? then the teachers (who know of your stupid rivalry) are like: okay then miss l/n and mr nakamoto if you’ve already paired up. OH THEN A FEW WEEKS LATER HE ASKS YOU TO THE BALL UNDER THE GUISE THAT “YOU ACTUALYL DANCE WELL” AND YOURE LIKE “YOURE NOT TOO BAD YOURSELF” but its all, ofc, a pretense and then at the ball you all (having alr realised you like each other), confess, and promptly kiss under the shining ice stalactites magically hung from the trees in the grounds of hogwarts. (OH MY GOD FUCK IM WRITING THIS)

@doyounged || doyoung + fluff, def + i think high school sweethearts!au so this is the really fluffy oneshots where like youre super shy!! like its pretyt obvious you have crushes on each other but like first relationship or wtv and you jsut brush fingers and BLUSH and put your arm around each other and BLUSH and cheek kiss and BLUSH and you get my point? yeah yeah that’s the whole au

@moonbeamsung || jisung + fluff af + best freinds to lovers!au the only thing i can think of is like cute sleepovers and the sleeptalking thing, i’ve written something like that for you i thiNK??

@orange-nimon-cross || cai xukun + angst. just pure angst. im not even kidding the angst is so bad oh my god- probably hurt-comfort. like xukun’s your emotional rock and hes jsut so,,, ROCK AND HES ALW THERE FOR YOU AND KAJOFSDF A HUG SOLVES ALL and something like that you get my point, yes??

@rouiyan || hyuck + uhm, ice hockey player hyuck. like i think you did one with jeno or something but like idk why does the concept suit your vibe so muCH?? this one bc hyuck is playful it’d be like you’re dragged to the matches bc jeno’s your best friend but you couldnt give a flying fuck about ice hockey and his annoying teammate (hyuck.) keeps flirting with you and like one day you ask him straight up why are you flirting with me and hyuck’s immediately apologetic like shit did it make you uncomfy ill stop and youre like hes,,, a nice guy and then yall bond over like post-match meals which jeno starts dragging yall all to and then yeah sicheng and ten (same hockey team) help hyuck plan a confession and he confesses at the pizza shop.

@radiorenjun || renjun + angst, but with a happy ending if i feel like it- oh hold on maybe not angst ill save you the heartbreak. def artist!renjun, not even going to think about it, and kind of supernatural/soulmate? like he has dreams of a mystery girl every night and that’s the inspo for all his paintings, and he tries selling them to an art gallery and youre the curator of said art gallery adn youre liek “thats so beautiful, but why is it always the back view of the girl?” and renjun looks up from his paintings to explain and he sees you and literally screams because he’s never seen the mystery girl’s face but HE KNOWS its you. it HAS to be. so the two of you try figuring out the stupid phenomenon and who knows, maybe it’s just fate’s way of letting the two of you come together! yall become a thing YAY

--- once again, thank you anon for this ask! i really enjoyed doing this and like you know what?? i may write some of these aus someday. definitely the yuta one. someday.

#moots!#anon #asks #mention games

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jjoutermaybanks · 4 years

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With You In My Head || Rafe Cameron x Reader

part one part two part three part four part five part six part seven part eight

summary: it’s going to be a long summer. living in the Outer Banks with your trailer park mom and fancy mansion dad, you know it’s going to be a tough three months. things only get harder when your best friend’s brother, the notorious Rafe Cameron, begins to complicate your life even more. but will the island’s biggest wildcard successfully steal your heart, or leave you more broken than before?

word count: 3k

warnings: violence

*not my gif, credit to owner*

PART TWO

You had no idea where you were going. You only vaguely knew the area, and even if you did have a sense of location you still would have struggled to think straight over the sound of your slamming heartbeat. Your feet carried you to the one place you knew you needed to go: far away. Soon you were jogging, trying to put as much distance between you and the horror scene you’d left behind. Ward’s cold little chuckle echoed in your ears as you ran, streaking through the warm air. Eventually you landed at the beach, and already the sound of crashing waves began to calm you.

Inhaling deeply, you took a minute to catch your breath. You were pissed at yourself for even thinking for a second that your visit with your father could be normal. Just being in the same room as him made your skin crawl, not to mention his creepy house guest Ward. It was a doomed situation from the start, but you’d foolishly believed that maybe it would be different this time.

The sun was just beginning to set over the horizon, and the world was blanketed in a pale orange glow. No one else was around, a fact you were grateful for. You needed time to recover from whatever the hell that was.

Unfortunately, you weren’t alone for long. As you kicked off your shoes and walked along the sand, a figure appeared over the small hill beyond the dunes. You paused, watching as whoever it was approached. Groaning inwardly, you braced yourself and slapped on a smile, determined to be polite no matter how exhausting it would be.

But then you could actually make out who it was, and your phony small fell immediately. You recognized those board shorts and that pastel pink shirt. It was Rafe Cameron, in all of his country club glory.

His smirk was wide when he finally reached you, hands casually in his pocket as his eyes scanned you up and down. Brows raised, he asked, “Have you seen a ghost, or something?”

“No,” you rebutted. “Just my father.” Biting your lip, you winced. Why would you tell him? you screamed at yourself, wanting nothing more than to dive into the water and disappear. You did not need to be sharing your personal life problems with Rafe Cameron.

He looked a little surprised at your admittance himself. “Really? What was that like?”

Frowning, you looked away from his piercing blue eyes. His gaze made your skin crawl. “What do you care?” Normally you wouldn’t be so hostile for no reason, but a mix of Sarah’s influence and your current nerves had your patience worn thin. Besides, you were sure Rafe could use a little rudeness to teach him some humility.

Rafe chuckled, shrugging in response. “I don’t know, you just look a little upset.” He didn’t sound particularly mocking, which was mildly surprising.

Sighing, you turned to walk towards the shore. “He tends to have that effect,” you grumbled, not expecting Rafe to be able to hear. But he’d actually followed you as you walked, shocking you yet again. You paused a few meters from where the tide hit, and settled down into the sand. It was warm from the sun’s heat, and felt like a soft blanket underneath your skin. Out of the corner of your eye, Rafe sat down beside you, linking his hands around his knees and gazing out at the calm waters.

It was incredibly strange to be so close to someone you thought you disliked. Sarah had told you so many stories about her brother that you thought you knew him pretty well, but whoever this was didn’t exactly fit into that version.

The silence wasn’t helping your anxiety, so you asked, “What are you doing out here anyway?” You knew the Cameron’s lived fairly close to your father, but you’d figured Rafe would be with his friends or at some party instead of wandering the beach alone.

“Thought I’d get a stroll in before I headed over to Kelce’s,” he told you. “I need to clear my head sometimes too.” Normally you would’ve rolled your eyes at the thought of Rafe having actual problems, but then you remembered who his father was. Ward wasn’t much better than your own father, and you had a feeling Sarah didn’t let on to how hard it was living with him.

You nodded, squinting at the sun rays bouncing off the water. “I can’t seem to clear my head at all these days,” you confessed, deciding to just let go of your inhibitions and speak freely. It was just Rafe; what’s the worst that could happen from talking to him?

“So you and your dad aren’t good?” he guessed, giving you a sympathetic smile. You felt your guard fly up instinctively at this question, wary of divulging secrets to a guy you barely knew.

Rafe caught on to your hesitation, and rolled his eyes. “Come on, Y/N. It’s not a big deal, I was just asking.”

A frown still pulled at your lips, and you replied, “Why would I talk about this with you? We don’t know each other.” You also didn’t know he’d go blabbing to, surely spreading your secrets across the whole island.

“That��s exactly why you should tell me,” he countered with a smirk. “It’s so much easier talking to someone you don’t know, because then there’s no bias or baggage. Consider me your therapist.” He shifted position to face you better.

Brows knitting in disbelief, you couldn’t help but laugh. “A therapist? You’re Sarah’s brother, Rafe, not a complete stranger. I’m sure there’s a little bias here.” Even so, it was a tempting offer. Opening up to an idealist like Sarah was hard, and Rafe was sort of a stranger.

“I swear, absolutely no bias here.” He put his hands up for effect. “I’m also extremely bored, and focusing on someone else’s problems for a while might clear my head.” His smile was hard to say no to, especially in such a serene atmosphere as the beach at sunset. It was too perfect a moment to pass up, so you sighed and gave in.

“Fine, what do you want to know?”

Rafe rubbed his hands together, pretending to contemplate this. “Well, I think we were talking about your dad.” It stunned you a little how forward he was, wasting no time before diving into the tough subjects.

You picked at a small pebble in the sand, an image of your father’s face flashing in your mind. “He isn’t even really my dad at this point. To me, he’s just the guy that ruined my mom’s life and left us in the dust.” This was the first time you said the words aloud, and hearing them actually felt sort of freeing.

His smile fading, Rafe looked out at the distant shore. “Sarah mentioned your parents are divorced.” You raised your eyebrows at him, puzzled. When did he talk to Sarah about you? Rafe sensed your confusion and added, “You’re her best friend; you’re bound to come up in conversation at least once.”

You wondered what Sarah had said exactly, and how much she’d revealed. Truthfully, even Sarah didn’t know the full story since you liked to keep it to yourself. “Sometimes I feel like I’m living two lives, like I’m two separate people. There’s the me that lives with my mom, hangs out with Sarah, enjoys the summer. Then there’s the me that my dad expects to see, a perfect loving daughter to fill up his giant mansion and boost his ego.” Your voice got steadily more bitter as you spoke, and you dug your hands into the sand.

“I feel like that with Ward sometimes,” Rafe admitted. “As long as I don’t screw up his country club membership he tolerates me.” His confession was unexpected, since you thought you were the only one who’d let your guard down.

Biting your lip, you said softly, “You call your dad ‘Ward?’” It was so detached and impersonal, not at all a loving father-son dynamic. Rafe just chuckled darkly at your comment, confirming your suspicions that their relationship was more than a little rocky.

“Either that or ‘sir’. The Cameron’s aren’t a warm and fuzzy bunch, I’ll tell you that.” He tried to say it jokingly, but there was an underlying sadness to his words. You knew Sarah loved her father, despite his many oddities. But you also sensed she was a little brainwashed by him, and John B. had spent most of their relationship trying to help her gain some independence. Clearly Rafe was not under Ward’s spell, as he spoke about his father in a cold, unfeeling tone.

He glanced over at you, eyes thoughtful. “How does your mom feel about all of it?”

The mention of your mother twisted your heart painfully. You realized how disappointed she’d be when you told her how horribly tonight had gone. “She’s...really good at faking it,” you finally stated, thinking of her forced smiles and half-hearted enthusiasm. “But you should see the dump she lives in. I mean, I don’t know how she isn’t furious at my father for what he did.” Referring to your home as a “dump” was a little much, but it wasn’t exactly false. Your mother deserved a house, not a trailer.

Rafe considered this. “And you live with her? Over in The Cut?” You nodded shyly; this meant admitting you lived in a dump, too, and Rafe didn’t usually interact with anyone other than stuffy Kooks. But he didn’t appear to be judging you, instead just soaked in the information you gave him with a slight frown.

During this brief pause you took the opportunity to study Rafe. His posture was relaxed, his usually gelled hair slightly messy and blowing in the gentle breeze. His blue eyes reflected the paling evening light, and you noticed the way his lashes fluttered when he blinked.

Your scrutiny didn’t go unnoticed, and when he turned to look back you quickly diverted your gaze. Rafe’s smile was lopsided, and for a second it actually felt like you were just talking to a friend.

A friend. Could Rafe ever be your friend? He was much better than you’d previously thought, but there was still a lot you didn’t know about him. And despite his easy-going demeanor, you didn’t trust him fully. Talking to him helped lift some weight off your shoulders, but you hadn’t let him in all the way yet. Maybe if you talked like this more you’d steadily begin to trust him.

While you were busy in your head, you hadn’t realized Rafe was also studying your face. Blushing, you pushed a lock of hair behind your ear and cleared your throat. “Shouldn’t you be going to Kelce’s soon? Don’t want to keep him waiting.”

Rafe waved you off. “Nah, he can wait, especially if you have more to talk about. I don’t know about you but I’m having loads of fun discussing our issues.” You laughed, actually a little guilty that you’d suggested he leave. Even so, you knew this had to end soon, so you got your feet and brushed the sand off your legs.

“I’m all out of issues for the night, but if any more come up I’ll let you know,” you informed him, and his eyes glinted with amusement.

“Yeah, I’d love to do this again.” His voice was earnest now, despite being humorous just a second ago. You smiled at him, unsure how to respond. Rafe was becoming more confusing than ever, and you knew you’d need a while to mull this all over.

You both walked back up to the main path, and before leaving you said, “I’ll see you later.”

Rafe nodded, hands in his pockets as he walked backwards in order to continue facing you. “I hope you do.” With that, he finally turned and you were cut off from his mesmerizing blue eyes.

Needless to say, the walk home was spent scrutinizing your conversation with Rafe. It had been incredibly freeing as well as confusing, a mixture of pleasant surprise and nervous apprehension. It almost felt like a dream, especially with the soft orange tint all of your memories had. When you thought of Rafe, you could only see him as he just was, bathed in sunset light and surrounded by the peaceful ocean. You liked imagining him this way, and the image didn’t leave your head for most of the walk home.

Only when you passed by JJ’s did the picture in your mind dissolve. By now it was nearly dark, but you could still make out the blonde frantically rushing out of his house. He looked determined to get wherever he was going as fast as possible, and when he neared you caught the intensity on his face.

“JJ?” you said tentatively. He looked shocked to see you, brows pulling low over his eyes.

“Y/N? What are you doing here?”

“Walking home--”

“Have you heard from Sarah?” he interrupted, making you frown. You hadn’t heard from Sarah since earlier in the day. Shaking your head, JJ sighed and ran a hand through his hair. “It’s John B. Apparently Topper felt the need to assert his dominance, and he brought his cronies over to the Chateau to harass him and Sarah.”

At the mention of Topper’s “cronies”, you quickly said, “Can I come?” Topper was one of Rafe’s best friends, so you guessed it was Kelce and Rafe who were helping him fight John B. This frustrated you, and reminded you of the Rafe that Sarah talked about. Topper was pathetic, and anyone who helped him was delusional. Rafe didn’t seem that delusional on the beach, you reasoned, but angrily pushed the thought away. You had no reason to defend Rafe, not after one measly conversation.

JJ looked surprised at your request. “I mean, yeah. Might get ugly, though.” He grinned at this, and you shuddered. JJ liked himself a good brawl, and you knew a simple argument could escalate into physical blows within seconds.

Getting to the Chateau took only a few minutes, but by the time you arrived you could already hear shouting. A few voices were arguing, and one you recognized as Kiara.

“Seriously guys, this is so juvenile,” she complained as you and JJ burst into the yard. Kiara was standing with her arms folded beside a furious Sarah. Pope was shoulder to shoulder with John B., squaring up in front of Topper. Rafe and Kelce flanked him from behind, so far outnumbering the Pogues three to two. But then JJ joined the guys and the fight was even.

When you entered the yard, Rafe tore his eyes away from the Pogues and stared at you incredulously. He looked startled to see you here, and his jaw clenched tightly before turning his glare back onto John B.

“Go home, Topper,” Sarah cried out, sounding exasperated. You joined her and Kiara, staying far enough out of the boys’ way to avoid any punches that might be thrown.

“This isn’t about you, Sarah,” Topper snapped. “Not everything is about you.” Sarah scoffed at this, and you saw a flicker of amusement cross Rafe’s face. You scowled at this; shouldn’t Rafe defend his sister over her ex-boyfriend? Why wasn’t he on her side?

Sarah snorted, placing her hands on her hips. “You are such a child. Get over it already.” John B. glanced back at his girlfriend, trying to hide his smile. You could sense the love between them just from a glance.

Topper pouted, and actually did sort of look like a little kid. He was fuming like a toddler throwing a tantrum. “Sarah, will you shut the fuck up for a second?”

John B. immediately reacted to this, going chest to chest with Topper. “Hey, don’t talk to her like that.” Topper glared down at him, shoving him back roughly. John B. stumbled slightly, and JJ took a threatening step forward.

“Oh hell no, you do not get to shove us, prissy boy,” he hissed, sizing up Rafe as John B. approached Topper. Even Pope and Kelce were on the verge of fighting now, and the tension in the late night air was palpable.

Topper’s smirk was oily as he said, “You know John B., you gotta learn how to keep that mouth of her’s shut. And I know the perfect way to shut up a slut like Sarah.”

That was it. In an explosion of grunts and swear words, the two groups descended on one another in a flurry of fists. John B. and Topper pummeled into one another, ripping at shirts and tearing at faces. Pope swung at Kelce, landing on his jaw but suffering a hit to his chest. Topper attempted to headlock John B., but the latter twisted out of his grip and hooked his right fist into Topper’s cheek. Bones cracked and split through the quiet night air, making you jump back.

Kiara looked like she was holding herself back from joining, desperately watching Pope and Kelce duke it out. Sarah held her breath, but John B. appeared to be winning against Topper. Pope landed hit after hit on Kelce, using his speed to his advantage and leaving the other boy confused and angry.

But JJ wasn’t as successful. Rafe was almost animalistic in the way he attacked the blonde boy, landing punches with such force you almost felt them yourself. JJ was no weakling, and you’d seen him beat guys twice his size in fights before. But now he was struggling, blood bubbling up in his mouth as Rafe pummeled his stomach.

“Oh my god,” you breathed, barely believing your eyes. Blood was flying out, staining Rafe’s shirt and dripping down JJ’s chin. One of his eyes had turned black, and he looked unsteady on his feet.

Rafe’s fists were relentless, and for a minute you thought he was going to kill JJ. The Pogue was a rag-doll in Rafe’s hands, suffering blow after blow. You remembered how kind he had been on the beach, how understanding he was. You pictured his easy smile, his bright blue eyes. Those blue eyes you’d admired earlier were now black with a deadly intensity, and fear like you’d never experienced struck your heart.

And then Topper was on the ground, scrambling to get away from John B. Kelce had shied away from Pope, helping Topper up and breathing hard. Realizing his friends had lost, Rafe stopped his fist in midair, looking behind him with wild eyes.

John B. spit on the ground in front of him, lifting his chin in victory. “Get out of here, before I actually get mad.” His eyes were steely as Topper stumbled back, using Rafe and Kelce to support him. Rafe was the only one of the three not out of breath or visibly injured, his face oddly blank for what had just happened.

And then his eyes connected with yours, only for an instant. He must have seen the pure terror on your face, because his expression slackened and something like guilt flashed in his eyes. Lips parting, you almost wanted to beg him to explain himself, to tell you what the hell had happened between your talk at the beach and the fight just now. It frightened you that someone could change on a dime like that, especially someone you were trying to trust.

Whatever guilt he felt wasn’t strong enough to make him stop. Instead, Rafe just looked away from you and focused on Topper, and soon enough the three boys had disappeared from view.

But even though he was no longer in front of you, you knew you’d never forget the way he looked tonight: terrifying.

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