#can you tell I’m on holiday from work 😅
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Hey my family out the Christmas decorations up today and it made me think of a cute little request for roosters brood? Like one where the kids tell the squad that they say mommy kissing Santa thought it would just be funny and cute 🥰
Aww that is super cute! I’m totally getting into the holiday spirit despite it being my busiest season, work-wise 😫 Hope you like this little drabble which may or may not have somehow turned into a Hannix thing.. I don't even know haha I've just been in a Jake mood lately 😅
The Secret
Rooster x Wife!Reader
Summary: One of your children confides in Hangman after he sees you locking lips with Ol' Saint Nick.
CW: just a tiny drabble, fluff, Christmas, kids, hints of Hannix
WC: 400+
“Guess what?” you hear your son say excitedly as he pulls on Jake’s pantleg while the latter is hanging a string of lights above your window.
“Chicken butt,” Jake responds without looking down.
“No!” Your son cackles. “I have a secret!”
Jake glances at him with a smirk. “Let me guess,” he says. “You’re not planning on keeping it.”
“Keeping what?” the boy asks in confusion.
Jake’s grin widens and he steps down from the stool to sit on it instead. He leans forward and gives your son his undivided attention. “Alright, go ahead.”
Your son brings his face to Jake’s ear and starts saying something when Jake jerks away from him. “Buddy!” he exclaims. “When you’re talking into my ear, whisper. You’re gonna burst my damn eardrum.”
“Bagman!” Phoenix tosses a garland at his back. “Language.”
“Phoenix!” he responds, glancing over his shoulder at her. “Can you save the violence for when we’re alone?”
Natasha’s eyes widen and her mouth curves into an outraged grin. She goes back to her poinsettia arrangement in silence.
Jake returns his attention to your son, who starts whispering feverishly into his ear.
“Oh, really?” Jake says, his mouth stretching into a wide smirk. He glances up at you with a roguish smile.
“You can’t tell daddy,” your son warns.
Jake nods, still watching you. “I agree.”
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“What was that about?” you ask Jake later that evening after Bradley goes to put the kids to bed.
Jake turns to you with a laugh. “Apparently, you’re on the naughty list.”
“What?”
“Little Pete –”
“It was Nick,” Natasha interrupts Jake, rolling her eyes.
“Whatever, they’re practically the same person.” Jake waves his hand. “Little Nick saw mommy kissing Santa Clause.”
You clap a hand over your mouth, gasping. “Oh no!”
“What happened?” Bradley asks, coming down the stairs.
“Bradley was trying on the new Santa costume he bought,” you say with a slight whine. “I can’t believe they saw us!”
“I don’t know what’s worse,” Natasha muses. “Finding out that Santa isn’t real or thinking that your mom’s having an affair with old Saint Nick.”
You cringe. “Both are terrible!”
Bradley makes a face. “Someone saw us?”
Jake nods. “Yeah, Pete –”
“Nick,” Natasha corrects him again.
Jake sighs in exasperation. “How can you even tell them apart?”
Natasha shrugs. “Pete is shorter.”
Bradley chuckles, taking you by the waist and kissing your cheek. “Don’t worry, darling,” he mutters. “We’ll just tell the kids that Santa kisses everybody.”
Jake glances at the two of you sourly and then reaches over to take Natasha by the arm. He pulls her toward him possessively. “As long as Santa doesn’t demonstrate it,” he comments with a grimace.
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Could you maybe do some head canons for like goth or alternative!reader x mike? Maybe he was intimidated when he first saw her or like Abby really likes the way she dresses and wants to borrow accessories from her and stuff? Idk this idea popped in my head you are such a good writer! 😺
yes! i’m not goth but i looked up some outfits and makeup and stuff. i know the media waters down goth style, but i hope this is what you had in mind!! this is also kind of all over the place sorry 😅
includes / warnings - reader fem, has piercings :D. hc format. after freddy’s.
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first time mike sees you hearts shoot out his eyes like he’s in a cartoon
“what’re you staring at?” abby asks.
“uh,” mike trails off, not being able to answer as he literally locked on you. it’s when you glance over at him when his face get all red and he looks away and goes back to grocery shopping.
abby walks up to you after seeing mike’s interest and starts a conversation with you
mike tries to steer her away, but he can’t get to her before she says:
“my brother thinks you’re pretty.”
lmao if mike didn’t want to die before this, he definitely wanted to now
“oh, he does?” you grin at him.
mike visibly gulps. but he’s glad he’s closer to you and he can really see how hot you are lmao
“yeah,” he nods. “i-i really like your piercing,” he points to his own eyebrow where you have a piercing on your face.
“thank you. it’s new, actually.”
although mike was a little worried about abby running off to talk to you, in the end it was a good thing 😸
mike loves watching you do your makeup. he’ll sit there for hours staring at you for hours if he could
he loves watching your skilled hands paint eyeliner over your eyes. he likes watching you mix lipstick shades together to create the perfect shade you lay desire that day
“don’t you have to go to work?” you ask.
“i can be late if that means i get to stare at your pretty face.”
also, he’s just so impressed with how talented you are at doing makeup and will literally tell you how artistic you are just bc you know how to make a straight wing
mike loves the chunky heels and boots you wear. he likes when you tower over him 😼
not to mention, when the boots go up your thigh he lowk gets all hot and bothered by it lol
he also loves buying you new accessories to put in your piercings. the first holiday you spent together, he bought you a shit tone of necklaces and new pieces to put in your septum
mike loves taking you out. not only bc he loves showing you off in general. in his head he’s definitely walking around like “yeah i know i bagged the most beautiful woman in the world. all you other guys suck.”
but in all seriousness, he loves the dresses you put on. he always says you look like a vampire princess, and he’s not entirely wrong
the dresses you have are fabulous omg. there’s one where it all connects form a choker-like strap around your neck and has straps connecting to the sweetheart neckline of the dress (soz if this doesn’t make any sense lmfao). the dress is textured on the skirt and stops a little bit above your knees. and fuck if mike doesn’t just want to rip it off of you after also wanting to stare at you in it for all of eternity.
you also have this sleek, black, satin dress that has like a straight neckline and long sleeves and goes down to your feet.
everytime mike sees you wearing that he mouths literally waters
now, just to go back to the fact that he is super intimated when first dating you
he was so afraid he was going to be too boring for you or basic. and also just not the type guy you were looking for
but just to his luck, you think he is perfect for you
omg but in the first month or two do you two dating, i just imagine him finding out what music you like and trying to learn every word of every song to siouxsie and the banshees, specimen, sisters of mercy
it definitely does impress you and you think it’s so sweet
for your bday he definitely tries to take you to any concert he can get tickets to
now on the subject of abby, she is definitely obsessed with you
she’s always asking you to do her makeup for school, and you happily oblige!
mike always looking out for abby in his own way, so he was worried if she went to school caked with eyeliner, she would face some backlash, but he knows how happy it makes her — and you — to play with makeup
abby’s always asking mike she can get a tattoo and piercings
“abby, you just turned 11. you won’t be able to drive anytime soon, so no tattoos anytime soon.”
she’s always trying to have you convince him, but unfortunately you have to agree with mike
buuuuttt you do paint and draw designs on abby sometimes and she acts like their tattoos and that’s close enough for her until she’s older
you also buy her face piercings that hook on her nose and lip
mike does let her get her ears pierced once she promises she can handle the little needle poke and she proceeds to try and steal all your earrings lmao
luckily, you buy her copy cats of them so she can have her own
other random things:
mike definitely lets you paints his nails. this is not at all that crazy of an idea, but, it’s smth new he’s never done but he loves watching you get so excited. you can even practice nail art on him too
you have a couple of tattoos, specifically one that goes around the side of your thigh and it just makes him fall to his knees!!
Halloween you guys dress up as the Addams family !!!
so fitting cuz you’re a hot, powerful woman and mike’s like gomez: unwaveringly obsessed with you. and of course abby is wednesday hehe
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Hi, I hope your day is going well! 🫶🏻Omg the zodiac ask is such a cute idea!! If it's still open can I do one? 🥹 tiny 5'2 libra, she/her, love Halloween, just waiting for a man to toss me around like a ragdoll and not be afraid I'll break in the process tbh lol
Omg hello!! I also love Halloween ;) it’s my favorite holiday 🕷️🎃 and these asks started out with just a zodiac sign and a pronoun, now everyone has been sending me their hobbies and kinks and I LOVE IT SO SO MUCH LMAO.
You want to be treated like a ragdoll?? Sounds like you already know who you’re getting, Libra 😅 holy shit you’re gonna eat this up, I already know 🔮
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Toji Fushiguro takes you to Spirit Halloween (smut)
You got…🥁🥁🥁
Toji Fushiguro!
“I don’t even think that Spirit Halloween is open yet. It’s September,” Toji said flatly. He was busy eating some dumplings as you rambled on and on about preparing for Halloween.
“Oh, trust me. They’re open. We have to go now, Toji!! Come on!” You weren’t above begging. You knew that Toji was weak for you and would give you whatever you wanted if you begged for it. He seemed like such a rough man, and maybe he was, but he had a soft spot for you.
The two of you did end up taking your little shopping trip to Spirit Halloween. Toji followed you down the aisles aimlessly. He clearly didn’t know where to go so he just allowed you to take the lead. He totally wasn’t doing that just to stare at your cute ass 👀
He did pull a slutty nurse costume off the rack once, smirking as he handed it to you.
“Wanna take this one home?” He asked. You ended up swatting at his arm as you rolled your eyes.
Toji would definitely try a few of the animatronics, but he would just stand there with his hands shoved into his pockets. Completely unfazed by the jumpscares.
“What’s wrong, Toji? Aren’t you scared of those?” You questioned sweetly.
Your boyfriend scoffed.
“I’m scarier.”
…That was probably true. You had no idea what Toji did for work, but he did tell you that it was a dangerous job. That was kinda hot though. Jesus, you’re fucked up for liking that 😅
Eventually, the two of you would wander into the mask aisle. Toji jokingly put on a Michael Myers mask. He did it to be funny. But once he saw the insane blush on your cheeks, he started to catch on. His tiny girlfriend wasn’t just interested in Halloween for innocent reasons. She had a goddamn mask kink.
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You stared up at the Michael Myers mask, panting desperately as Toji’s cock drilled into your tight pussy. Your legs were spread impossibly wide to make room for him.
Toji’s waist was huge compared to your own, his chiseled abs glistening with sweat. He was breathing heavily as he fucked you good. But the panting sounds only reminded you of Myers even more. You could see your boyfriend’s sharp gaze peering down at you through the mask.
“Fuck, you’re such a whore,” Toji growled. “Thought you were innocent. Guess I was wrong.”
He held your waist firmly with his large hands. You wouldn’t be able to push him away if you wanted to stop. The thought of that made your brain turn to mush.
“Y-yes! I’m a whore for you, Toji…P-please don’t stop!” You begged even more. Your voice sounded so shrill and weak. You gasped with every sharp thrust.
Toji moaned lowly from the feeling of your tight pussy wrapped around his shaft. He was slamming right into your G-spot with every movement. It made you arch your back from the sensations.
“Shit…Can’t even fit all of me inside, huh? Such a pathetic little girl. I could break you, y’know.”
Toji knew how much you liked the size difference. He always brought attention to it whenever you had sex. It was difficult for him to achieve an orgasm with you due to your small pussy. Therefore he could last a lot longer, which you never complained about. You loved feeling him inside. And…That Myers mask was insanely hot.
“Y’er so fuckin’ wet from this mask,” Toji hissed. He grabbed your breast roughly and squeezed it with his powerful hand. You keened, whimpering and yelping as he picked up the pace.
“Ya like gettin’ fucked by a murderer, huh?”
You nodded your head enthusiastically, unable to form words any longer.
Toji smirked behind the mask. Little did you know, you actually got fucked by a murderer every night. ;)
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Secret Santa | Bucky Barnes (5th Day of 🎄)
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We’re almost half way there! I hope I’m not boring you guys 😅 ya girl had a lot of fun writing this one!
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Christmas is one of the most wonderful times of the year. It’s a time to be with family, friends and the people who love you. It’s a time where people give back to those in need. It’s a time where the world seems like there’s magic in the air.
It’s also a time where one can express their true feelings towards a special someone.
Though that seems like it’s easier said than done.
My fear of rejection has always held me back ever since I first met you. You have always been so constant and loyal and patient and loving… It's no wonder why I fell for you. You are a true beauty, anyone with common sense could see that. I’ve been waiting for the perfect opportunity to tell you how I feel ever since I realized how important you became to me.
Every year, Tony likes to throw a big Christmas party filled with multiple people who I don’t really care so much for, if I’m being completely honest. Soon right after that event, he’ll throw a small one reserved for family and friends only. There, is where we have our annual Secret Santa and every year I’ve been waiting to draw up your name.
This year, I finally did.
I held onto your box carefully in my hand, making sure I don’t accidentally misplace it while I anxiously fidgeted with my free one as I looked for you in the small crowd. I spotted Steve and Nat chatting at the mini bar while she served him a drink. Bruce was too busy talking to Tony about some new science experiment he’s been working on and wanted his input. Sam chatted away with Thor while playing a losing game of darts against Clint. Why he chose to go against him, I’ll never know.
It seemed like everywhere I looked, the one person I wanted to see wasn’t there. I bit my bottom lip as my eyes continued to search around the room.
“She’s not here yet.”
“Yeah, I know I just – …” I looked to my right and saw Wanda standing next to me, a knowing smile on her face. “Who are you talking about?” She just chuckled and raised a quick eyebrow. “You know who.. Sorry, I couldn’t help it. Your thoughts were just so loud and I had to come over and help quiet them down.”
I bowed my head in embarrassment. “Sorry.” She shook her head. “Don’t be. It’s kinda cute seeing the White Wolf fawn over a girl.” My head lifted back up quickly as she continued. “We never get to see this side of Bucky. It’s a nice pace from the constant brooding and staring contests you and Sam get into.”
“We do not – ”
“Yes you do, but that’s besides the point. Your girl isn’t here yet so I took the liberty of calling her and asking where she was before coming to talk to you. She’s a few minutes away.” She gave me a small smile as I returned one back to her. “So um with that being said.. how long have you..?”
She held her hand up to stop me from talking. “A while. You’re not exactly quiet or subtle with your thoughts.” My face must’ve been crimson red as she just laughed. “Oh my God..” I covered my face with my hand and shook my head. “I am so sorry about that.. um.. you – you haven’t – ”
“Don’t worry, Bucky. I haven’t told anyone, so your secret is safe with me.” She made a motion of locking her lips with her fingers and throwing away the key. “It’s not mine to tell anyway.”
“Thank you.”
She glanced around the room and softly hummed to herself. My thoughts must’ve been too loud and now I’m just paranoid at how long she has heard me. “I didn’t say anything before because one, I wanted to spare you the embarrassment and two, I was too busy freaking out about the fact that you’re in love with my best friend and I’ve been wanting you two to get together since forever.”
I laughed at the absurdity and held your gift close to my chest. “I’m not sure what to say. I’m embarrassed either way.” She turned her head towards the entrance and smiled. “You should fix your tie, Mr. Barnes. Ms. Y/L/N is straight ahead.” I followed her gaze and felt the literal wind get knocked out of me.
There you stood in a dark red dress that hugged your curves perfectly. The v-neck accentuating your assets in the best way possible and the way your hips swayed side to side as you walked more confidently my way made my brain short circuit. You look absolutely breathtaking. “You got this, Bucky. I’m rooting for you.” Wanda spoke as she left my side to meet you halfway to greet you in a hug.
I watched as the two of you started a short conversation. My gaze drifted up and down your figure. You seemed to outshine all of Tony’s expensive decorations as you chatted away with your friend. I guess you seemed to notice the way my feet were glued to the floor and you suddenly made your way in front of me.
“Hey, you.” You smiled and opened your arms, your gift bag swinging back and forth in your hand. “Hey, doll.” I smiled and embraced you in my arms, your perfume overwhelming my senses and becoming intoxicating. I want to dive my face deeper into your neck until I can figure out that sweet scent of yours.
God, what is it you wear that makes you smell so heavenly?
Pulling away, I noticed the gift in your hand. I motioned over to the bag and asked, “Who’s it for?” You lifted it up and proudly smiled to yourself. “Okay, don’t tell, but it’s for Thor. For a guy who’s so easily amused by everything, it was surprisingly difficult to find something.” You looked down at the box in my hand and pointed. “How about you? Who’s your secret Santa?”
“Uhh haha it’s.. It’s a secret.” I watched as your mouth hung open in surprise and couldn’t help but chuckle. “What? That’s not fair! I told you who I got.”
“That’s on you for answering! The whole point of a Secret Santa is to keep it a secret.” You rolled your eyes and crossed your arms above your chest. “I can keep a secret!” I hummed and shook my head. “Apparently you can’t.” I laughed and looked down at the box in my hand. “And besides, this gift is going to someone really.. special.”
I missed the way your face slightly fell by me being too busy looking at the gift that’s actually meant for you. “Well, I’m sure whoever it is, will love it.” Noticing the slight change in your tone, I glanced up and saw you smile up at me. “I know I would.” I could feel my heart wanting to beat out of my chest at the thought of you opening your gift and you finally realizing how I feel.
I quickly glanced at the box and debated if I should just tell you that it’s yours, before Thor made his way over to us and greeted you in a giant bear hug. “Miss Y/N! You finally made it!” You laughed in his embrace as you hugged him back. “I was beginning to think you would be too late to try any of the Asgardian deserts I brought with me. The tiny human of ants seems to enjoy them.’
“Oh, well if Scott is eating, I better quickly grab something before it’s all gone.” You smiled as you turned your attention back to me. “I’ll see you later?” I nodded and smiled, raising my hand up as if to say ‘go’. “Yeah, sure. Of course. You’ll know where to find me.” She nodded and followed after Thor. “Of course, I can’t help myself too and have eaten more than I’d like to say.”
“Okay, now I definitely need to grab something before you eat the rest!” Your laughter faded away as I stayed rooted in place. I know you’re friends with everyone here and I would never tell you who you can and can’t hang out with, but a selfish part of me just wanted one evening where we wouldn’t be interrupted and I could just tell you everything. The weight of the box in my hand suddenly felt heavier than before.
I sighed and made my way over to the mini bar. I sat the present on the counter next to me and looked up at Nat. “What’ll ya have, soldier?” She asked and raised an eyebrow. “Just a beer, thanks.” I leaned my head against my hand as I kept my gaze on the counter. She placed the opened bottle in front of me and I reached for it and took a swing.
“You doin’ alright there?” She asked once I placed the glass bottle down. “Mmm..”
“Very talkative tonight, are we?” She sighed and placed her hands on the counter, leaning forward. “What’s up?” I met her gaze and sat up. “Nothin’. Nothin’ I just.. it’s nothing.”
“Doesn’t seem like nothing.” She stated and tilted her head to the side. “Does your brooding have anything to do with a certain long red dressed girl sharing a whatever that is Thor brought?” I pinched my eyebrows together. “What are you talking about?”
“Your crush on Y/N.” She said simply as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. “How do you know about that? Wanda swore she wouldn’t tell anyone!”
“She didn’t.”
“I didn’t.”
I heard two different voices at the same time as Wanda sat down on the seat next to me and Nat stood, smirking. “I figured it out on my own.”
“Oh c’mon..” I groaned and took another gulp of my beer. “You, sir, outed yourself.” Wanda spoke while holding her hands up as if to say it’s not her fault.
“So, now that that’s established, I’m gonna go out on a wild limb here and say that based on how close you’re keeping that gift box of yours near you, she’s your Secret Santa?”
“Nat, please, don’t overanalyze me. It’s bad enough Wanda knows my exact thoughts on how I feel. I don’t need you to tease me about it.”
“Hey, I’m not Tony or Sam. I won’t tease you about it ‘til the end of the earth” She joked. “I know how to keep my mouth shut.” I looked to my side and saw Thor’s arms around you, clearly enjoying and thanking you for your gift as you smiled against him. Seeing how happy you looked with him made me second guess if I should just quickly run out to go find something else to give you.
What if my gift was too personal?
“You have nothing to worry about, Buck. Trust me. Because it’ll be from you, I just know we’ll be hearing about it for weeks.”
That’s kind of what I’m afraid of.
Wanda nudged my shoulder and smiled. “C’mon Barnes, Steve told us how much of a charmer you were back in the days. You tellin’ us you can’t sweet talk our Y/N and show her your fun flirty side that I know is deep down inside?”
I chuckled nervously and shook my head. “Heh I – I don’t know. It’s been a long time since I’ve asked someone out on a date.”
They both shared a look that made me feel like I was out of the loop on some kind of inside joke. They seemed to be having a whole conversation in their heads as I sat in between them. Nat's eyes motioned over to me as Wanda tilted her head at me and I suddenly felt like I was being watched and very much exposed.
“You know, you’re both acting as if I can’t tell you’re talking about me.” I raised an eyebrow as Nat waved me off. I chuckled to myself and brought your present closer to me. I know my gift isn’t much and I might make a fool out of myself, but it was give me so much pride to see you show off –
“She won’t reject you.” I looked up at Wanda and furrowed my eyebrows together. “Just.. trust me. She won’t turn you away, in fact she might be very flattered and is dying for you to do something and, oh I don’t know.. make a move?” My eyes slightly widened as I looked back and forth between her and Nat as she just nodded her head.
My gaze found you leaving Thor’s arms and walking over to the back door, opening it and disappearing behind it. “Merry Christmas, Bucky.” Wanda said as I stood up, getting ready to go towards you before stopping my movements as something clicked in my head.
“You..?” She nodded her head. “I couldn’t figure out what to physically give you and I couldn’t go another day hearing you two pine over each other. So I thought of the next best thing, giving you the confidence to go get your girl is the best gift I could give you.” I gave her a smile as she swatted her hand back and forth as if to push me away and laughed. “I can’t wait another minute. Go!”
I quickly grabbed your present and started walking backwards. I couldn’t wipe the smile off of my face. “Thank you, Wanda! I owe you big time!” She waved me off as I turned around and made my way towards the door you just walked out of a few moments ago.
I firmly held the box in my hand and took a deep breath. I reached for the door handle and opened it, leaving the warm atmosphere of people chatting away while soft Christmas music played in the background and followed you outside.
The sound of the door opening and closing caught your attention as you quickly turned to see who now stood out here in the open with you. “Bucky.” You smiled at me. “What are you doing out here?”
“I could ask you the same thing..” I slowly walked closer and noticed small goosebumps on your skin as you tried to ignore the cold air. You hugged yourself, trying to keep warm as the wind blew your hair away from your face. “.. Coming out here without a jacket. Don’t you know how cold New York gets during winter?”
I unbuttoned my jacket as you shook your head, holding your hand up as if to stop me. “Bucky, no. I’m fine, really.” I slipped off my sleeve and switched the present to the opposite hand to slip off the remaining sleeve. “Mm-mmm, if my momma could see me now and see that I didn’t offer up my jacket to a beautiful girl to keep warm, she’d smack me on the back of my head and tell me off.” I chuckled and placed my blazer on top of your shoulders.
You brought it closer to your body and softly smiled at me. I can’t quite tell if the pink on your cheeks is from me or the cold, but I’d like to think it had somethin’ to do with what I just did. I couldn’t help the giddy feeling I had in the pit of my stomach of you wearing something of mine. “Thank you, but you didn’t have to do that.”
“I wanted to.”
“What if you get cold?”
“Doll, don’t you worry about me one bit. I’ll be okay, I promise you.”
We both smiled at each other as you gripped onto my jacket to help shield you from the cold. “By the way, you didn’t answer my question earlier. What are you doin’ out here?”
“Well, Thor suggested we bring out the karaoke machine and I needed to find a way out from embarrassing myself.” You laughed as you turned to look out at the night sky. The moon seemed to shine against your skin, highlighting how soft your features are. It makes you look like a goddess, that you’re too beautiful to even look at.
“Ahh, we wouldn’t want that, now would we?”
“Tony would’ve recorded it and had blackmail over my head for years! Poor Thor, doesn’t realize what he’s gonna get himself into.”
I laughed and wondered if anyone is tipsy enough to join in or if it’s gonna be a solo concert by our one and only God of Thunder. Here’s hoping he at least has a decent voice. “Ahh, he’ll be okay. He’ll have fun regardless.”
You softly hummed as you took a quick peek at my hand and noticed the present I’ve still yet to give. “I um.. I actually saw you walk out and was wondering if I could steal a little bit of your time? Without any interruptions.” You looked up at me and smiled. “Well… it looks like it’s just the two of us out here. I don’t think anyone is gonna come outside into the cold.”
“You did.”
“That’s besides the point.” You laughed and subtly glanced down at the present once more before meeting my gaze. “Somethin’ you wanna talk about?” I cleared my throat and raised my arm up to scratch the back of my neck. “Yeah, actually um.. I’d say it’s pretty important considering it’s about you.”
“Oh? Okay uh.. what’s goin’ on?”
I took in a shaky breath and held up the box in my hand, extending my arm towards you and watched your eyes slowly widen. “Merry Christmas, doll.” You hesitantly reached for the box and looked down at the pretty wrapping before tilting your head and meeting my eyes.
“Me?”
I nodded.
“You.”
You softly smiled and started unwrapping your gift, the sound of the paper ripping made me hold my breath in anticipation as I watched your reaction once you popped the small box open. Your lips parted as you took in my gift and I waited for any sign of discomfort or disappointment. You reached in and pulled out my dog tags, your thumb running along the metal engraved with my name.
“Bucky..”
“You’re always playing with them whenever I’m not wearing it and.. and I saw you slip it on once when you thought I wouldn’t notice. I just thought.. I thought that maybe you’d like to keep them safe for me.”
You stayed silent as you continued looking at my necklace in your hand. I tried analyzing your reaction, but my nerves wouldn’t let me be rational and my mind went straight to you not liking your gift. Suddenly feeling very exposed and cold, I quickly tried to rush out apologies if your present wasn’t something you would want.
“I’m sorry if it’s kinda shitty. I just figured you’d want it since.. I can just take it back and get you something else if that’s what you – ”
“No!”
I went to reach for the necklace but stopped in my movements at your sudden exclaim. My necklace held tightly in your hands against your chest, your body slightly turned away as if to protect it from being taken away.
“I – I mean..” You looked down at the piece of jewelry in your hands and held it up so it now dangled in front of the both of us as I waited to see what you would do. “I’m known to keep things safe..” You bent your head down and slipped the necklace on, as it now lay nestled against your chest.
You looked down and reached your hands up to it once again as you smiled. “Especially when it’s something as special as this.”
I smiled, finally feeling a sense of warmth spread across my face as I watched you admire something of mine and wearing it with pride. I slowly walked closer to you and lifted my left hand up, reaching for the necklace. My fingers ran through my engraved name, metal meeting metal, and softly smiled looking up at you.
“It looks better on you.”
I watched as your eyes crinkled with happiness in them and your smile continued to grow as I let it fall back against your chest. I reached up and pushed a strand of your hair away and placed it behind your ear as your head tilted towards my hand. I hesitantly held it centimeters away from your cheek as you lifted your hand to place on top of mine, bringing it down so I could feel you against me.
I watched you hold onto me and close your eyes, sighing in content. I slowly rubbed my thumb against your cheek as I studied every feature on your face, not sure when or if I would get this opportunity again. We were standing so close that I was almost so sure you could hear my heart beating erratically against my chest. “If you’re gonna kiss me, Barnes, you should do it before the moments’ gone.”
My lips parted in surprise as your pretty little eyes opened and met mine. I saw you glance at my lips for a moment as you slowly leaned your body in closer towards mine. I bent my head down and brought your face closer to mine. Your breath fanned against my cheek as you fluttered your eyes closed, letting out a soft, “Please..”
Who am I to deny you a kiss?
I closed the distance between us and connected our mouths together, your cold lips finally meeting mine and everything felt like it was slowly falling into place. Your body fit so perfectly in my arms and your perfume engulfed my senses once again. My shoulders raised up slightly in surprise once you brought your hands up to the side of my face and reached behind my neck, bringing me closer to you.
“Mmm..” I moaned against you when I felt your fingers comb through my hair and gave it a slight tug. You smiled into our kiss and held me there, as if there was any other place I’d rather be right now. I slid my hands down to your back and felt the fabric of my jacket you still had on.
I couldn’t feel the cold breeze blowing against me or hear the music coming from inside Tony’s house. I couldn’t focus on anything but you. Now that I finally got a taste of your lips, I knew I was in trouble. You slowly pulled away as my lips chased after yours, not wanting this moment to end just yet. You let out a giggle and pressed one more kiss before leaning back so you could look at me.
“Wow… merry Christmas to me.” You laughed and rolled your eyes. “Oh my God..”
I looked at your lips and felt myself wanting to go in once more so I could feel you again, but before I could lean in, you lifted your hand up and placed your finger against my lips. “We should head back inside. You may be okay out here in the cold, but I am not.” You chuckled as I lifted my hand up to grab yours and puckered my lips, giving your finger a little kiss.
“I could always find a way to keep you warm.”
“Bucky..!” You blushed and turned your face away from me as I laughed and held you close to me. “Okay, okay, okay..” I smiled and held your hand in mine, intertwining our fingers together as I looked down at my dog tags around your neck. Warmth spread all over my chest at the thought of you walking back in and showing off your gift to everyone. “C’mon doll, let’s head back inside.”
You held onto my jacket tightly against you as we both walked back inside, hand in hand. “In case I wasn’t clear earlier about my gift..” You spoke right after I closed the door behind us. “I really love it.”
“And in case I wasn’t clear about my intentions earlier..” I smiled and brought your hand up to my lips, placing a sweet kiss on top. “I would love to be able to call you mine..”
You smiled back at me and nodded.
I don’t care how much teasing I’ll get from Sam or Tony because in the end, I got the best gift I could ever get.
“I would love that.”
I got you.
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Confess my truth in swooping, sloping, cursive letters - mark lee imagine
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“I’m going to cuff her, just you wait” you hear Mark say from beside you. While you're too busy trying to understand the notes you took down yourself and still not understand a thing, your bestfriend has his own distractions.
“Who?” you ask without looking up
“Aeri, the new transfer” Mark answers swiftly
“Like you would have a chance with her, it’s too early for your delusions Min” you call his nickname. Min, from his name Minhyung. Most people call him that, or Mark. But when it's just the two of you talking you mostly refer to him as Min.
“What? It’s not a delusion. We have like a lot in common” he reasons out, letting your eyes roll at his reasoning. You finally look up at him, and ask
“Oh yea like what?”
“We’re both exchange students” you shoot him a deadpanned look, waiting for him to say something else
“You moved here 11 years ago”
"So?"
"You know what if that's what you believe, go. I'm not going to crush your feelings this time. If you want to be dumb, go and be my guest"
Mark snickers at your words, not sure if it was you showing support or teasing him.
"What are you reading anyways? Just accept your fate and focus on something else" he says, looking at your notes. The handwriting is not neat at all, only you can understand it at this point but Mark has known you long enough to read it like his own.
"Dude, are you studying for the exam tomorrow?" he asks
"Yea why?"
"This is the wrong chapter"
"Motherfucker"
Turns out Mark was right, you were reading the wrong chapter all along. After having a mini freak out upon realizing that and realizing you didn't have enough time to cram a semester worth of lesson in one night, Mark had to calm you down and make sure you don't cry the rest of the night instead.
He made sure to buy dinner for the both of you before he walked you back to your dorm, leaving a pack of gummy bears in your bag for you to find later because he knows you'll probably pull an all nighter.
The next time you see each other is after the exam, your eyes were swollen either from the lack of sleep or from crying that Mark is not sure of.
"You look like shit"
"Thank you, like I didn't already know that"
He passes the coffee he got you before taking your bag and slinging it on his shoulder, "How did the exam go?"
"Good, better than I expected" you mumbled, taking a sip of your much deserved coffee "Thank you" you tell him, referring to the coffee.
"So now that you're a free woman, there's a party later"
"I know where this is going, I haven't slept since Monday. A party is the least of my priority right now, Min"
You do feel very drained right now and you haven't slept a wink, exam seasons got you staying up all night and crying in between the 15 minute breaks. The only reason you haven't lost the last of your sanity is because of the human walking beside you.
You and Mark may argue a lot but you have each other's back no matter what. He's your bestfriend, he's your mediator, you're his voice of reason.
"You can nap before the party. You deserve to relax after this stressful week" he says, stepping behind you to massage your shoulders to convince you further.
"You stress me every week, what's the real reason you want to go"
"I may have heard Aeri is going"
"We're still on that?"
"It hasn't been a week since I told you that and yes, I'm still into her. So what you do say?" he looks over your shoulder, meeting your eyes to look at you directly because he knows you can never say no this way to him.
"Why invite your bestfriend at a party you want to meet the girl you like?"
"Because"
"Because what??"
"Who would hype me up? I can already see myself chickening out, but if you're there then you can convince me"
You can only think of all the times you convinced him to do something stupid because when it comes to you, Mark can be pretty gullible. That makes you feel proud knowing he trust you but also that makes him an easy target for your pranks.
"Convince you to make a total fool of yourself? Hell yes I'm in"
A couple of hours later, Mark and you enter the party side by side. Already seeing a couple of familiar faces in the crowd.
You made your way through the crowd until you saw your other friends, "Finally, they show up" Haechan shouts, immediately passing a shot glass to you and then Mark
"To catch you up, we already started so you better get going" he tells the two of you, pushing the shot glasses towards your faces
"I'll have only one, and his also because he's driving tonight" you say taking the glass from Mark before he can say anything. Then you shoot your head back, drinking the shots simultaneously and earning cheers from the two boys. Mark already too distracted looking around hoping to spot the reason why he came here tonight.
"Damn woman, how are you not cuffed down yet?" Haechan jokes
"You're asking that when he's standing right here?" Jeno butts in, throwing an arm around Mark.
Of course they would bring that up whenever they can. Those two don't believe a boy and a girl can stay in a platonic relationship. Swearing you and Mark are meant for each other but too scared to admit it. The old but beloved bestfriends to lovers trope, Haechan calls it.
"He's only standing here at this party to cuff someone and that woman is not me, luckily. Have you seen Aeri?" you ask Haechan,
"I think I saw her talking to Dery outside" you then turn to Mark, dusting off his jacket for no reason. Just to boost his confidence, you think.
"Go do what we went out here for, and make it quick. If you don't get her number by the end of this night, I'm shaving your seagull eyebrows in your sleep. Got it?"
Mark chuckles at your empty threat, he knows you only said that to not make him nervous and it works everytime.
"Yes ma'am. For you, I'll be a taken man by the end of this month"
"Let's not get ahead of ourselves, you're hot but not that hot. Okay now go before they hand me another shot" then you're pushing him towards the direction of the backyard door.
Meanwhile, Haechan and Jeno watch the two of you like it's a live action drama happening infront of them where the two lead characters are bestfriends who swore they don't feel anything for eacth other only to end up together in the end.
"What the fuck was that?" Haechan ask after Mark walks off, turning to face the two boys
"What?"
"The sexual tension was killing me, you swear you two haven't kissed?" he asks back, you shake your head as an answer "No, we haven't and will never"
"I get that you guys are just bestfriends and swear it's nothing more than that, but did you just call him hot?" Jeno ask you
"Yes, I have eyes. I call them as I see them"
"And you say you're not into him?"
"Do I look like I'm into him?"
"Yes" they answer at the same time, shaking your head at them
"It's not like that, I already told you that. I've known Mark since we were kids. That's the same kid who looked like a chipmunk with glasses" you tell them
"More reason why you like him! You've him at his worst, not sure about his best but you're the one who's been there for him. It's the perfect plot for the most cliché love story" Haechan says dramatically
"I'm afraid this book is not how it ends, can you just pass me another shot"
That night ended in different ways, for starters you got so drunk you forgot how you got home. All you can remember was Haechan daring you to jump on the trampoline and do a back flip, you can't remember if you did it or not.
Mark's night however wasn't as exciting, yes he did get to talk to Aeri but nothing more than a few words. Not enough for her to peak interest in him, there was a bunch of other people with them so he couldn't exactly just talk to her and he didn't want to ruin the fun. So instead he found himself walking back ready to admit his defeat to you and accept his fate of having his eyebrows shaved only to find you on the grass laughing your ass off.
Turns out Haechan dared you to do a backflip but Jeno still had some of his common sense and tried to stop you, and by that he meant tackling you off the trampoline and down on the ground.
Mark helps you up from the ground, dusting your clothes to rid of the grass. Holding you by the arm while you sway on your feet clearly intoxicated.
"You're done for the night, no more leaving you alone with them" he tells you as if he was scolding a child
"Boo, you're no fun. Just say you're jealous" Haechan tells him, poking Mark's back
"Shush, don't tease him. Angry Mark is scary" you whisper shout, oh yess you're definitely drunk
"Let's get the three of you home, Jeno drag Haechan please"
And that's how it ended. Mark dropped the two boys first before he drove you back at your dorm.
"So how did it go?" you spoke all of a sudden, fighting the sleepiness off to do your duty as the nosy bestfriend
"Good"
"You didn't get her number did you?"
"Nope"
It wasn't the last time Mark dragged you somewhere in hopes of finally talking to Aeri. And all the other attempts always end up a fail like the universe just doesn't want him to succeed.
He also has become a regular at the library where you spend most of your time when you're not with him. He may have heard that Aeri comes here sometimes so why not give it a shot. He prefers studying in his own room where he can blast music, while you prefer the quiet atmosphere here.
"It helps me focus" you tell him when he asked you why you liked studying here when you can just do it at the comfort of your own dorm or his.
"I'm going home for the weekend, by the way. Want to come?" Mark ask you, remembering his mom asking him to ask you.
"And you tell me only now when it's Saturday tomorrow?" you ask back
"I'll pick you up at 3am?"
"Minhyung, I'm going to kill you" that's a yes. He just smiles and give your cheek a pinch then turning his attention back to his laptop, since he's already might as well get some work done.
Like he said, he did show up at your doorstep at 3am. Handing him your bag for the weekend, eyes half closed face bare.
"Make this weekend worth my while, Min or I will seriously shave your brows this time" you threaten him
"Yea yea, I'll get you your favorite cookies back home"
While most people will stay up with the driver on a long trip, you where back to dreamland a few minutes after Mark drove off. He passed a hoodie and a blanket over to you and the next second you were out.
Instead of waking you up, Mark just turns on the music loud enough to keep him awake but low enough not to disturb your sleep. But really it doesn't matter, he can be playing Bohemian Rhapsody on full volume you'll still sleep through it.
When the of you arrived at Mark's childhood home, his mom was already waiting by the door. Her smile doubling as she sees you exiting the passenger side, "Y/N! I'm so glad you made it!" she says with open arms. You walk over to give her a hug.
She's like a mom to you, whenever your parent's went on holidays or work trips they would always leave you with Mark's parents. The two of you weren't kidding when you say you spent a lot of your childhood together.
"You two must be tired from the drive, why don't you eat breakfast then rest for a bit?" she tells you, when Mark walks towards the door his mom hugs him too.
"Sounds good, thank you"
"I made your favorite cookies by the way, Mark made sure I didn't forget" she tells you with a smile, "Really?" you asked excitedly, and Mark thinks it was worth bugging his mom over the phone last night.
It was a great way to detox from all the stress from university, the rest of the weekend you relaxed as much as you can. Slept in without a worry about anything, you only wish this weekend lasted longer.
"Mom, you need to let us go. We won't make it in time" Mark tells his mom who is too busy smothering him, you jsut smile at the mother-son interaction happening infront of you.
"You two have a safe drive back" his dad says, giving Mark a quick hug too.
"Don't be a stranger, I'll tell your parents you rested well this weekend" Mark's mom tells you, you thank her again before giving her one last hug and saying bye to his dad too.
"Can we just not go back to school?"
"We can, but then what would we do? and I can't leave the plants to Haechan, they will die" Mark says, that made you laugh
"Why though? something bothering you?" he adds
"Nothing, I just had fun this weekend. I haven't slept that good since I moved in my dorm" you tell him
"You're still having trouble with sleeping? I told you just call me, I can bore you to sleep"
"I'm sure but I'm not going to call you every night when I can't sleep"
"Nonsense, I already sleep late anyways"
You didn't mean to let your mind wander but for the first time ever in your history of friendship with Mark, you let your mind think would it be different if he wasn't just your friend. Haechan and Jeno's words echoing inside your head.
Mark's words just then made you think about it but then you shook those thoughts away quickly as they came.
“Wait hold up, you two talk about that?”
“You haven’t?”
Haechan looks at you with disbelief, silently asking if you were being serious
"Yo Jeno! If i get bitten by a snake on my dong will you suck the venom out?" Haechan asks Jeno who just arrived. You're currently over at Haechan and Mark's place since you had to finish a project you were doing with Haechan, Jeno is just a regular visitor here.
"What the fuck? No" Jeno answered, confused with the context of his friend's question
"But like, it's an emergency" you say
"Still no, I'm sorry but you're dying my friend" Jeno tells Haechan
"Who's dying?" Mark asks, finally getting home from his last class. He knew you were here hence why he choose to order food on his way home.
"Jeno" you and Haechan answered at the same time
"Would you do it for him?" you weren't looking at Jeno so you didn't check if he was asking you or Haechan
"No..."
"I mean"
Jeno looks back and forth between you and Haechan, Mark is in the kitchen unboxing the food he got for the group.
"Y/N!? Is this what you two were talking about?" Jeno ask the two of you
"Talk about what?" Mark curiously asks, walking back to the living where the three of you were. Putting the chicken and pizza on the coffee table before taking a seat on the floor beside your legs.
"If you get bitten by a snake on your-"
"I'd rather not talk about it infront of your dinner, thank you very much" Haechan cuts you off
"I'd rather not have that image in my head" Jeno adds
"What?" Mark asks, you just shake your head and take the slice of pizza he just took a bit of
"Nothing, let's just say you're the only one not dying here" you answer him.
You and Haechan finished late. Before you go back to your dorm, you checked on Mark to see him also busy with something. Sitting hunched back on his desk,
"Your back will hurt, stop slouching" you tell him, walking towards where he was sitting
"You sound like me when I scold Haechan. You two done?" he ask, looking up at you
"Mhm, I should go it's late" it's past midnight already. Jeno went home after dinner while you and Haechan worked on your project. Mark was waiting for you finish so he can drive you back, when he thinks of something
"Why don't you just stay here for the night?" he asks you
"Huh?"
"Stay for the night, it's late and you probably will have hard time sleeping once you get home. You can borrow my clothes" he says, already walking towards his closet to grab you a pair of shirt and sweats for the night
"Do I have any say in this?" you ask
"Just say yes, Y/N. It's late, you're tired but you'll probably stay up all night if you go home now. If you stay here I can make sure you're going to get some sleep" Mark tell you, then hands you his shirt and sweats.
"Go change, I'll sleep on the couch"
When you got back from the bathroom now changed in Mark's clothes, he's still slumped over his desk. "You should call it a night, too. I can take the couch"
He turns his chair around to face you, shaking his head "Nonsense, go sleep I'll be done in like 5 minutes"
"Then just sleep here, there's enough room for the two of us. This is not the ending of titanic"
He chuckles at your statement, watching you get cozy under his covers. This made him want to call it a night and cuddle in with you, that very thought confused him in different ways.
One, it confused him how thinking about cuddling you seemed so natural. And two, it confused him how it wasn't weird at all. To him atleast.
He shoots you quick smile before turning back to his table to finish his work. More than five minutes passed when he finally finished, turning of his laptop and desk lamp before turning to check on you only to see you quietly scrolling on your phone.
"What did I say? Go to sleep, dummy"
"Was waiting for you, c'mere" you say while opening the blanket for him. He didn't even say no, he didn't say anything. It's like his body was on auto-pilot. Like you're the one in control. He didn't mind it one bit.
Mark turns off the lights first before settling beside you, he lays his head on the pillow beside yours. You send him a sleepy smile, mirroring your actions.
"You need to go to sleep, missy"
"I'm trying, believe me"
"What usually helps you sleep at night?" he ask, both of you were whispering even though no one would hear you in his room. It was past midnight, the only light coming from the lamppost outside his window.
"I cuddle something, usually my favorite pillow" you mumble, you'd be embarrassed to admit you still need to hug something when you go to sleep but you're talking to Mark. You didn't mind showing and telling him everything about you because you know he'd stay after everything.
"Cuddle me" he say without missing a beat. And for a couple of seconds the two of you just stare at each other, waiting for something. Maybe for the other person to say something.
"Uh I mean I don't want you to be uncomfortable, my head's a bit heavy" you tell but he just chuckles back at you, opening his arms as if inviting you to come to him if you wanted.
"My head's bigger than yours, come on. Your eyes are about to close, why are you fighting it"
"I'm not, it's my mind that won't shut up"
"Then don't think, just listen to me. I'll keep on talking or humming or something until you fall asleep" this time he pulls on your arm, making you move from one side of his bed over to him. Leaving you no choice but rest your head on his chest. His heart drumming under your ears, like your personal white noise machine.
"You're warm" you mumble, cuddling against his chest more because he feels warm. You've never cuddled like this before, why haven't you cuddled like this before?
Oh right, because friends don't do things like this. Once again, Haecha and Jeno's word bounce around your head. Making you question your feelings for your bestfriend.
"Can you relax? I can tell you're still thinking about something, just... listen to my breathing or something" he tells you, this time you feel his hand run through your hair making you more sleepy.
And you listen, listen to him. Listen to his heart. The loud thoughts in your head now just mere background noise. All forgotten.
"I'm going to tell you something, but you're not allowed to tell me I told you so"
Jeno looks back at you confused. You popped out of nowhere, now taking the vacant seat in front of him.
"Uh okay"
"And you can't tell Haechan or Mark. Swear it" you tell him
"Okay, I swear. Are we scheming them or what?"
You opened your mouth to speak, repeating the action one two three times but the words can't seem to come out.
"I can't say it"
"Why? Did you run overe someone? Did you forget to water Mark's plants?" he ask again
"No, I didn't. It's not like that. I can't say it because I can't believe it myself and maybe it's not even real. Maybe I'm just confused or something. Maybe I'm sick, yeah I think I'm sick. Am I sick?" you ask him, pulling his hand to lay it on your forehead
"No, but you are starting to scare me."
"I'm starting to scare myself too!"
"Why???"
"Because I think I'm in love with my bestfriend"
That got the two of you quiet. You can't believe you just said that out loud, and now that it's out in the world you can't believe you might be inlove with your bestfriend, Mark. The guy you've known your whole life. The same guy you swore you will never see as someone who's more than a friend.
Jeno was also caught by surprise, he did expect it to happen at some point but he thought it would be Mark realizing it first before you. And he didn't think he'd be the first one to know. Now he has to hide this from Mark and worse, Haechan.
"There you two are, I was looking for you! I have some great news" Mark says, surprising you and Jeno. Sending him a look which he understood.
"What?" you ask, turning to look at Mark who's now sitting beside you.
"I finally got Aeri's number, and get this we're going out this Friday night" he says with the biggest smile on his face.
You didn't even hesitate, immediately shooting his a smile back. "No way, you finally grew the balls to do it. Who would've thought" you joke
"What did I say, I'll be cuffed down before this month ends. Now I just need your help to think about where I should take her, dude are you okay?" he asks Jeno, notiching the guy has not said a word since he arrived.
Mark wonders if he interrupted something, you did look like you were in the middle of a serious talk. You tried to cover it but he did notice the look on your face when he arrived. He didn't want to push it right now, leaving a mental note to ask you about it later instead.
"Me? Yeah totally. I just remember about this thing I forgot back at the library. I should go there and get it before someone else takes it"
"I'll go too, I need this book for my next exam" you say, already slinging your bag on your shoulder. Standing up from your seat.
"I'll see you later, bye" you tell Mark quickly before stalking away, leaving a confused Mark behind. He turns to the other guy also watching your retreating figure.
"Did something happen?" he ask Jeno, "Huh? No, I don't know. I'm gonna go. Bye hyung" Jeno smiles at him before waving goodbye, walking the same direction you went to.
That was the last time Mark saw you, after that you kind of went into hiding. Always coming up with an excuse to not see him: whether you're busy with another project, you're sick at home, you're on your period and too tired to leave your dorm. At this point you're running out of minor injuries to use as an excuse.
Friday came and went, you didn't have the strength to call him and ask him about the date. You really can't invest in his love life when you're having trouble with yours. Well technically yours is one sided.
You just got back from the cafe you found jus tthis week in your attempt to spend less time on campus since you know you're most likely to bump into Mark there. So instead you found a quaint cafe outside campus and made it your new study place. What you didn't expect though was to find your bestfriend standing outside your dorm room.
Mark heard footsteps coming down the hallway, looking up from his phone to see you standing on the other end. It's been almost 2 weeks since he last talked to you, apart from the few texts he received from you this has been the longest time he's been away from you.
"Hey, were you out?" he ask when you got to him
"Yeah, I was studying"
"I was at the library. but I couldn't find you" he tells you, right off the bat he could tell something was wrong. You won't even look him in the eye right now.
"I was studying some place else"
"Oh okay, is something wrong? Are you okay?" he ask again, now he's worried.
"Me? Yea no I'm fine. Just busy and tired" now that you mention it, he notices the dark circles under your eyes. You're still beautiful despite that, but he could tell you haven't had proper sleep probably a couple of days now.
"Have you been sleeping okay?"
"I'm good, why'd you ask?"
"Nothing, I'm just worried. You just said the other day you had a massive headache, you should get some rest. Did you eat dinner already? I can go grab some for us before you call it a night" he suggest, ready to run down the nearest restaurant but you shake your head at him
"I already ate, I think I'll just call it a night. I'm tired. I'll call you later" you tell him, opening the door to your dorm. Waving goodbye to him before closing it, leaving a very worried Mark on the other side.
Something is definitely up with you and he's not going to rest tonight until he figures it out. The last person he saw you with was Jeno, so he texts the younger guy asking his whereabouts. It turns out Jeno is over at his and Haechan's place.
He made his way back home, seeking for answers. When he got there, he calls for Jeno.
"What's up?" Jeno asks
"What happened between you and Y/N?"
"Huh?" Jeno asks back, confused. Meanwhile Haechan pauses the game him and Jeno were playing to join the conversation
"Did something happened?" Haechan asks
"Yea well the last time I saw her she was talking to Jeno, you two looked like you were having a serious conversation then she walks off. Then after that she's been avoiding me" Mark explains, arms flailing around. Clearly frustrated with the situation.
"Why did you say she's avoiding you? Maybe she's just busy?" Haechan asks again, "We took the CSAT's at the same time, believe me even if she's that busy she's not going to avoid me like this"
"And you're assuming that based off of that?"
"I just know something's wrong okay?! I just don't know what it is" Mark frustratedly says, voice rising a bit. Meanwhile Jeno stays quiet. He promised to keep quiet so that's what he's doing.
Haechan looks over at him, immediately he could tell Jeno knows something
"Speak, I can tell you're hiding something" Haechan tells him, Jeno just shakes his head
"Dude, what?? So you know something?" Mark says
"I promised not to tell, especially the two of you" Jeno finally speaks, "So she did say something??" Mark prods even further
"I can't say it, I swore to Y/N I won't"
"What can't you say to me and Mark hyung? Haechan's the one to ask this time, making the pieces fit together in his head. And when it did, it's like a light bulb turned on in his head.
"OH MY GOD!" Haechan says catching both boys' attention
"Haechan no!" Jeno says
"What what??" Maark says
Haechan looks back and forth between the two guys, then stopping at Mark. "I don't know either but I think I do"
"Then tell me!!!!"
"No! Because if what I think is right then you would want to hear this from Y/N" Haechan says, Jeno lets out the breath he was holding.
Mark couldn't wait another day to talk to you, even though he promised he'd let you rest first he can't just sleep tonight without knowing.
That's how he found himself standing outside your door again, ringing the doorbell thrice like he always would. When you opened the door, rubbing the sleep out of your eyes.
"Mark? Is everything okay?" you ask, confused why he'd be out here this time of the night
"Sorry for waking you up but I just can't sleep tonight knowing something's not right with us. Are we okay?" he ask you.
This was enough to fully wake you, opening the door for him fully to let him in. You wait until you're inside before you face him again,
"I just needed some time off, I guess" you tell him
"Why?"
"Well, you said you had a date with Aeri. I didn't want to get in between that, you can't be spending that much time with me once you get a girlfriend. I'm not going to be that kind of bestfriend, Mark"
Your explanation although very valid, did not make any sense to him. Because now when you say things like him getting a girlfriend, he don't see Aeri beside him or any other girl.
The only person he can picture beside him is you. The only person he wants to spend all his time with is you. The one he wants to take out on dates is you. When he went out on that date with Aeri, he did have a great time but the two of them thought they're better off as friends. He just never had the chance to tell you because you've been avoiding him.
"Well you don't have to worry about that, I'm not going out with Aeri"
"What?? why?? But you like her"
Now you feel guilty, wondering what could've went wrong and if you had something to do with it.
"I thought I did. I mean I like her, but only as a friend. Turns out we're better as buddies" he lets out a chuckle, watching your confused reaction
"You're still my bestfriend though, so will you tell me what's wrong?" he asks, taking careful steps towards you until he's an arm length away
"Like I said I didn't want to intrude"
"I don't think that's just it. Jeno said-"
"Jeno said what??? Oh my god I'm going to kill him"
He just smiles at you, this is the first time you said more that a few words to thim and the first time you sounded like the usual you.
"Actually he didn't say anything, then Haechan somehow figured it out and say I should hear it from you instead" he looks at you, observing your face. Committing every detail he's been looking at for years. This time with more adoration and love in his eyes.
"What's wrong with you?" you ask, noticing the way he's looking at you.
"Nothing, just thinking about something completely stupid" it's not stupid. He was thinking about all this time he didn't any other girl, he always have liked you but too scared to say something about it. So instead he searched for something similar.
But of course no one could even come close. There's after all, only one of you for him.
"What?"
"You tell me first what Haechan and Jeno know then I'll tell you"
Now that he's the one asking, you're not sure how to get out of this one. He got you cornered with no place to go.
"I'll tell you but you have to promise me if it ever gets awkward after this you'll still be my bestfriend" you tell him,
"Of course"
Instead of telling him in words, it's like a higher power possessed you. Standing on your tiptoe, resting both hands on his shoulder. Pressing your lips flat against his.
You can tell just how shocked he was, frozen in his place. Your blood runs cold thinking you just ruined your friendship forever but then you feel his arms snake around your waist pulling you closer towards him. Mark tilts his head a bit to the side, deepening the kiss. Smiling against your lips, he can taste the strawberry flavored chapstick you always use.
This should feel weird and foreign to the both of you, but no. This moment feels so right. Being in each other's arms makes so much sense, like this was how it should've been all along.
Mark takes a few steps forward making you walk back until your back is against the door, still lips attached together. Eventually the two of you had to break apart to take a breath, your eyes still closed you feel him kiss your lids then your nose then he kisses you on your jaw down the side of your neck. Leaning your head on the side to give him more space because right now his lips feel so good against your skin you just wanted more.
He gives you a few more kisses before leaning away to look at you with that lovestruck look on his face.
"I know this might seem a bit too fast but a decade worth of memory with you seems enough, can I be your boyfriend?"
This time you kiss him again, shorter this time though so you can give him your answer "Of course, who else would I make more memories with. Plus I love your mom too much"
Mark smiles at your words, finally finally all the pieces fall into place. Finally he got the girl.
"What did I say, told you I'd be a cuffed man"
"Shut up and just kiss me"
"Yes ma'am
#story#fic#fanfic#nct#nct story#nct imagine#nct oneshot#nct au#nct boyfriend#nct fluff#nct slowburn#nct dream#mark lee#haechan#jeno#mark lee imagine#mark lee oneshot#mark lee au#mark lee fluff#mark lee boyfriend#mark lee angst
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I feel so cheekt asking but coukd we have a small snippet of what you’re writing? Please? I miss this universe so much 🙏🏻
Of course my sweet, I owe you all that much at least.
Major spoilers for part 6! Do not read if you don’t want to be spoiled! You have been warned! Xox
also I’ll be shocked if barley any of y’all still wanna read this, it’s been that long😅
“There’s my good girl.” Carol crouches in front of you. “Tell me. When do your classes finish?”
You brush some loose strands of hair from your glistening forehead.
“Finish? For term break?”
“No love, when do you finish for the weekend?”
“Oh!”
“And did I say you could stop working? You’re still in your punishment, darling.”
You automatically go back to scrubbing, pushing the bristles of the toothbrush into the cracks between the tiles a little more harder than necessary.
“Answer the question, baby. I know that dumb brain struggles to comprehend simple questions sometimes but c’mon; I know you can do it.”
“I…” You have to wrack your brain to think, “Wednesday. I think. I’m sure my Friday classes are cancelled.”
“Think you can find out before the end of the day for me baby girl?”
You look up at Carol and nod.
“Sure. Why the rush?”
“I’m thinking of whisking you away after your last class until Monday. Does that sound good?”
“A holiday?”
“A mini one, yes.”
You jump up and grab Carol into a hug, toothbrush clattering to the floor behind you
She wraps her arms firmly around you.
“Where are we going?”
“Do you really want me to tell you or do you want it to be a surprise?”
You don’t do well with surprises.
At all.
“Just tell me!” You pause. “Please.”
“Such a good girl using her manners.” Carol presses a kiss to your nose. “I’m taking you to go and see Nat and Wanda.”
#natasha romanoff#wanda maximoff#sugar mommies#reader insert#carol danvers#spiderbites#natasha x wanda x carol x reader#sugar mommies!asks#smu#spoilers
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Reread my message from last night. Sorry for my nonsense lol. I wanted to ask if you’re planning on writing a fic for your Stay AU sometime? I’m desperate for some good monster Tom fics and there’s never enough in this fandom lol. No pressure just curious!
Also I’ve been following the reigmen fic since 2018. I grown up with this fic in way, from highschool to college, i remember telling my friends in rambles about how well written it was and my theories. I remember having hope it would work for Tom before he lost it all. I’m attaching to this work now and I’m so glad you’re choosing to continue it (take as long as breaks you need first, of course, it’s a heavy read). I have to mentally prepare myself everytime I go in. But love the character development and world building and how you make small references in the work to eddsworld. That’s sounds weird but it’s hilarious in a way to read this tragic story and have Tom be like “yeah I hate tord, the ass- anyways we went to Atlantis together and were cloned.” Like it’s whatever and ppl around him just ????
And the no eyes thing Tom has going on, treated like it’s normal in the world- and then finding the body with no eyes as a message! I reread that chapter just itself sometimes cause I just love it- so so creepy, a perfect subtle way show the unhinged mind of Tord. He’s the worst but sometimes you gotta love a chill up your back in good writing!
Anyways have a good holidays, take it easy! Sorry I was high and typing gibberish 😅
AWH GOSH ANON THIS WAS SO SWEET TO WAKE UP TO THANK YOU!! <3
As for Stay….well, actually to be honest with you, I’m very very tempted to start a fic series for it, but I decided not to for now so I can dedicate that time to TRYING to shut the chapters on Regimen to a close.
I’m so flattered by you liking the fic to that extent though! Crazy to think something I started at 16 years old is appreciated this much so, really, thank you <3
#asks#anonymous#regimen ao3#ew Stay au#good god you can practically FEEL the mental illness through the words in that fic#I love the fic so much cause it’s one of my best creative expressions#I really really want to give it a good farewell#now if only I had the time and focus to do that
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Lost Time
Remus Lupin and fem! ravenclaw! reader
Soulmate AU
[Based on this request]
Summary: Remus feared the day he found out his soulmate, but no matter how hard he tries to stay away the string of fate continues to pull him back towards her
Warnings: swearing, kissing, angst, arguments, mentions of food, eating and not eating, drinking, alcohol and sex, slow burn, romance, Remus’ insecurities, scars, blood, nudity, bit of spice but nothing explicit, allusions to sex
A/n: 13.2k words, we know the drill by now I wrote another monster, also you asked for super angst and I delivered, I present to you a mix of fluff, angst, heartbreak, the feels, comedy, basically all the emotions, this has it all! Sorry this too so long, I got very invested and even drew the soulmate tattoos 😅 takes place during and after both have graduated hogwarts 💛
Soulmate rules: on your 18th birthday you receive a tattoo on a symbol that’s linked to your soulmate, the story explains this fuller
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You woke abruptly to some kind of squeal “Holy Rowena someone better be dead or dying!” you pick up your wand as you jolt upwards, pointing it out in front of you, although your eyes were still adjusting so you couldn’t see much for the first few seconds
“Oh sorry” Pandora apologises before eyeing your hand “Y/n why are you pointing a sugar quill at me?” she tilts her head wearing a charmed smile
Your eyebrows knit together looking at her a little confused before you lower your gaze, and sure thing you are pointing a sugar quill at her, you stare at it for a few second before shrugging and starting to munch on it “So…” you lift the covers shuffling out of the bed “Can I assume by the cheer, at…” you glance at the clock “merlin 4am” you let out a prolonged breath “…that you’ve made a break through?” you ask moving over to the mini workshop she was seated at
You and Pandora had been best friends since 1st year, meeting on the train and subsequently assigned as dorm mates, there were two other girls in your dorm but they only lasted a couple months due to your friends’ experiments. You didn’t mind them, if fact you encouraged them and helped on occasion, even transfiguring the two empty beds into a large desk for her to work at. Much like her, you made your own spells but most were for healing, which worked rather well hand in hand as Pandora tended to get into accidents
“Yes!” she says happily, presenting three notebooks, one a forest green, another Carolina blue and the last a sunflower yellow along with three black quills
“Pretty” your hands glaze over the blue notebook “So what do they do?” you were awake now, sitting down on the spare stool next to her face dripping with anticipation
She returns the excitement “You know how we were trying to find a way we could communicate when we’re apart, during the holidays or if we just need the other person?” she hints
You nod your head “Yeah” you agree before looking over the notebooks, your mouth forming an ‘o’ as it clicks “These allow us to write messages to one another?” you look for confirmation
“Yes, the quills are enchanted using a spell I created where only the given user can write in the books…” she smiles funnily “…I did steal some of yours and Reggie’s hair to seal it”
You shake your head giggling “Oh course you did” you say light-heartedly “This is amazing when can we test it?”
She stands picking up the green notebook, quill and a piece of paper “I’m going to send this to Reggie” she says wrapping up the items “Tell him to keep it in his bag with him and we can test it at breakfast later” she picks up her wand “I would stand back last time I tried this I singed my hair”
You back up watching as she mutters a spell, causing the package to float up and start spinning, progressively picking up in pace before disappearing completely with a small shockwave. You smiled as you felt the warmth from the spell hit you, merlin was Pandora awesome now you couldn’t wait until breakfast
“Come on Moons pleeaseee” Sirius pleads like a child as the marauders make their way to great hall
Remus rolls his eyes “For the last time no” he says firmly, for the last week they had been begging for him to let them throw him a party
“Don’t be a downer Moony” James huffs “You only turn 18 once” he reminds him
“Not to mention you might find out who your soulmate is” Peter adds trying help but that only seems to exacerbate his friend’s mood
Soulmates were a wonderful thing, someone destined to be your perfect match, to spend your life with, to have and to hold, of course this wasn’t the case for all. Remus had dreaded the day he turned 18, the day he’d find out which unfortunate soul was bound to him for life, who would get stuck with him, a monster.
“I hope not” he mutters to himself but his friends still heard it
Sirius stops Remus in his tracks “Moons you aren’t still worried about that are ya?” he looks at him in a mild concern, as does his friends, the teasing atmosphere from before forgotten
Remus looks between them “What worried that I’ll…” he looks around “…hurt my soulmate by being a monster, yeah, I’m still a little worried about that Pads” he speaks lower as so only his friends can hear
“Moony you ever thought that maybe having someone would be a good thing?” James tries to convince him
“Good thing?” he looks at them in disbelief “Godric if they haven’t already they’ll be waking up with a werewolf on them…even if they thankful they don’t, I would be condemning them to a life a poverty. I have no chance at getting a job, I’ll be living in my parents run down cottage and once a month they’ll be holed up there while I turn into a monster” he rants starting to breath heavier
Peter places his hand on Remus’ back rubbing circles “Why don’t we drop this for now and get some breakfast?” he suggests, this wasn’t the time nor place for this kind of conversation
“He’s right” James agrees nodding before turning to Sirius “Right Pads?” he eyes his friend
Sirius’ face hardens before he sighs “Yeah…lets’ get moving” he begins walking “Speaking of food I could eat a scabby faced…” he cringes “…scabby faced…what’s the saying again?” he stops looking at Remus whose calmed himself a little
“That’s a Scottish saying” Remus lets out a laugh before tilting his head “I’m welsh” he says slowly, a mild amusement creeping on his face when he sees Sirius looking like he’s connecting dots “Did you not know I was welsh?” he asks to which James barks out a laugh and Peter sniggers
Sirius’ cheeks go a light pink “It’s not like your accent is that strong” he tries to defend it but only confirms the fact he really never realised “Oh fuck off, don’t act like I’m the only one that’s been an idiot” he points between them, walking backwards as they begin to follow “Like the time…opps” he bumps into someone, sending them to the floor “Godric sorry y/n” his eyes widen as he realises it’s you he practically knocked out
“You okay?” Remus steps forward, voice laced with concern, holding out his hand before Sirius can, to which the boys all share looks
You take a moment wincing a little at the impact on the cold stone floor before you look up, meeting Remus’ kind eyes. You didn’t even mind falling down now, not that it meant you got to see him. You’d been crushing on the boy for years, ever since you just so happened to be sitting in the library together during your 4th and his 5th year. At times you felt guilty liking him, but deep down you hoped, wished on every star that he would be your soulmate, it was the only explanation to why you felt so drawn to him.
“Y/n?” Remus repeats titling his head
You shake your head realising you has just been staring at him “Thank you” you say accepting his hand and letting him pull you up
Once you were standing you went for your bag but he was already on it, picking it up and handing it to you “Here” he smiles at you
“Thanks Remus” you say taking the bag and putting it over your shoulder securely
“Sorry about that darlin” Sirius apologises throwing you a wink which makes you giggle and Remus’ jaw clench ever so slightly
“It’s okay” you wave it off before turning to Remus “Your birthday is tomorrow right?” you check although you’d memorised it since you were 14
He nods, the reminder making his mood deflate “Yes, it is” he says softly
“The big one eight” James pops his head over Remus’ shoulder with a grin that makes the sandy haired boy cringe
You giggle at James “I just wanted to check I got it right” you smile brightly “Any plans?” you inquire, but really you wanted to know if you would see him tomorrow, perhaps catch glimpse of his soulmate tattoo if he was comfortable
Remus opens his mouth but Sirius jumps in “We’re throwing a party and you my lovely are invited, bring your friends too, more the merrier to celebrate Moons 18th” he smirks at you while Remus looks mildly alarmed
“Oh really?” your face lights up in a way which makes Remus’ heart flutter, face softening in an instant
Remus nods accepting the fact he is now throwing…sorry getting a party “Yeah we are, our common room tomorrow night” he smiles warmly at you
“Great, I’ll be there…” you begin to walk away before turning back “…Sirius?” you ask warily
“Yeah?” he tilts his head
“Can I talk to you in private for a second?” his eyes widen in surprise as does the others and you miss the way Remus’ eyes dart between you and Sirius nervously
“Sure” he agrees, both of you walking little ways from the other boys “What’s up?” he asks still semi confused
“You said I could bring friends, right?” he nods “I’m sure you have no trouble with me bringing Pandora…” you hesitate “…but would you be okay if I also brought Regulus too?” you look up at him hopefully
Meanwhile down the hall the boys watch the exchange closely “Is she asking him out?” Peter says abruptly
“Nah” James shakes his head before puckering his lips as he watches Sirius nod, lighting up as his hands grasp the upper parts of your arms “Still nah but it’s more like 70-30 now” he cringes looking over at Remus
Remus watched as you happily walked away and Sirius equally as happy headed back towards him “Did she ask you out?” he blurts out when Sirius reaches him and the boys
Sirius just starts chuckling “What if she did?” he poses
“Because…” he looks between his friends “Because she…she…” he panics for a second before seeing the glint in Sirius’ eye “Your fucking with me, aren’t you?”
“Oh yeah” he nods smirking
“What did she want?” Peter asks
Sirius’ smirk softens into a grateful smile “She wanted to check I was comfortable with her inviting Reg to the party”
The boy’s mouths part “That’s so sweet” James says thinking you asking permission was so cute
“You’re alright with that Moons?” Sirius checks
Remus nods “Yeah of course I’m fine with that…not the party in general but seeing you and him in one room will be nice” he notes
“You never know Remus this party could be good…maybe she’ll be your soul…” Sirius starts only to be bitch slapped in the gut by Remus’ bag as he walks by “Fuck moons” he clutches his lower stomach “What you got in that bag…holy mother of merlin…Prongs please help, man down, I repeat man down” he kneels to the floor
You were sat in your usual spot at the Ravenclaw table, waiting for Pandora, as you dug in to your food you looked up to see Regulus walking in with Barty and Evan, smiling at you when he sits down and sending a little wave. You return it, earning another wave from Barty and a distint ‘hello’ from Evan followed by a ‘fuck off’ directed to the Slytherin prefect that scolds him, making you giggle
You feel someone sit next to you “Hey what took you so long?” you ask your friend
“I got an idea for a new spell and had to jot it down before I forgot” she explains as she starts dishing out her own breakfast
You nod smiling as you take another bite of yours “Reg is here, you want to test out the notebooks now?” you were pretty much bouncing up and down on the seat at this point
She smiles “Yes take out your notebook and quill” she instructs, you do as she says reaching into your bag and grabbing them, as does she “Okay” she opens up her yellow one “Watch this” she begins writing on the page
“It doesn’t need ink?” you ask with a stunned smile on your face
She shakes her head “Nope…there” she says as she finishes writing ‘hi this is Pandora the panda’ on the page “Open yours”
You flip over the cover of the book to see her writing in your book as well “Wow” you pick up your quill and start writing just underneath, ‘hello this is Y/n the [your animal]’, looking over at her book as it writes in real time “This is amazing Pans” you shake your head “So your writings yellow and mine is black?” you ask confused as to why yours wasn’t blue like the book
“Yeah I know you like to draw so black is easier for you to work with” she clarifies, your heart warming as she really does think of everything
You give her a side hug before looking over at Regulus, holding up your book as you catch his eye and motioning for him to look at his own, he smiles nodding, reaching down and getting the book out.
You observe his face flashing with awe before he starts chuckling, as he looks back up Pandora mouths ‘write in it with your’ she waves the quill. Your gaze falls to your book as you see green writing appearing, hey x this is Regulus the raccoon, you smile at the page before you start giggling, also a mornin from Barty the bat and a howdy from Evan the elephant
“Pans love can I order one of these” Evan turns around calling out not caring if people hear
Barty joins in holding up two fingers “Make that two, doll…” he trails off hearing something from down the table “Fuck off just because you don’t have cool friends Lastrange…oh yeah? You can shove that detention up your…” he stands up pointing down the table with one hand as he leans on it with the other
“Mr Crouch!” McGonagall’s voice booms down the hall
While Barty seems to have a rather pleasant conversation with the professor, resulting in him somehow charming his way out of the detention he was almost given, you turn to Pandora “Hey you think you could charm these to work on the book too?” you take out your tub of water colours
Her face lights up “Yes of course” she smiles looking over your robes a second before softly picking off one your fallen hairs, she then mutters a spell on the hair, breaking it up into little particles which surround the tub of paints “There you go” she turns back to you with a proud look
Remus was headed into the library with the rest of the marauders, well he was more like dragging them. As he looked around he noticed all the tables were full but one, one which you just so happened to be sitting at yourself, in your own little world
Walking over he sees you writing what looks like a herbology essay by the drawings of plants on your parchment “Hi” he says softly making sure not to startle you
You finish writing the sentence you were on before looking up “Hi Remus” you smile happily at him before seeing the other boys “Hi James, Sirius and…” you lean over to look at boy standing awkwardly behind Remus “…Peter”
They each say ‘hi’ before Remus gestures to the table “You mind if we join you, the other table are full”
“No not at all…let me just move this” you nod, quickly moving some of your stray papers closer to your side of the table, leaving plenty room for the four boys
“Thank you” he says taking the seat next to you, Peter on his other side with Sirius and James sat opposite
The boys relax into their study, well Remus, Peter and James do, you can see Sirius sketching new tattoo designs instead, the shapes giving you inspiration. You pull out the notebook Pandora gave you, sketching the design first with pencil which won’t show up on their pages before grabbing the quill and creating the outline. You then take out your watercolours and start colouring it
While you do this, James’ eyes flick to your paper quickly before he lifts his head to look properly, smiling as he sees you painting contentedly “Remus” he whispers nudging the boy’s foot under the table
Remus looks up from his notes looking a little annoyed at the interruption before James nods to you. Looking over his face morphs from irritation to delight, watching you bite your lip as you concentrate, he was mesmerised, the design was so simple yet intrigue, he couldn’t help but smile
“That’s really good” he says quietly making you stop and turn to him
You smile “Thanks”
Remus couldn’t sleep, he’d pretended to fall asleep with the others after convincing them he was too tired to stay up but that was a lie, he had to see it. Soulmate marks could appear anywhere on the body, usually in places where the it suited the person most. They could be tiny, like peters daffodil, or could be huge and cover your spine like Marlene who had the trace of Dorcas patronus on her back. The tattoos were predetermined to mark events that either have happened or would happened in the future.
He peeked out of his curtains to see the clock, 23:59, his head shot back in, throat drying up as his stomach turned in a mixture of nerves, excitement and fear. He wondered if he would feel it, would it hurt or just feel like a tickle? He’s never asked about it, usually zoning out when his friends told him the sensations they felt. He let himself wonder who it could be, although there was only one person his heart went to, you, always you.
He remembered the first time he saw you in his 4th and your 3rd year, he recalled how pretty you looked excitedly swapping, what he assumed was, ideas with Pandora in the court yard. Ever since then he noticed you more, watching from afar, he saw you liked art, drawing, were friends with people from all houses. One day he made the move to sit next to you in the library and actually talk to you, after that day you and he became friends. You spoke every so often and with every small conversation he just fell for you more, he tried to stop it, he tried to stop thinking about the idea of you being his…
Remus’ head shot down to his arm, feeling a tingling sensation under his shirt. The feeling lasting only a few seconds before it faded, he took a breath before rolling up his sleeve, but as he saw the new ink he closed his eyes however continued pushing up the fabric. He didn’t know how long he kept his eyes closed but eventually he opened them, eyes honing in on the flowers decorating his arm. Not just any flowers, the ones you were drawing earlier, except these just weren’t painted
He let out a breath of relief, you were his soulmate, beautiful, gifted, wonderful you. His heart was bursting, the broadest smile he had ever had on his face as he traced his fingers over the tattoo. However, as he glazed over the it, it was interrupted by one of his many scars, every insecurity flooding his head at once, the soul crushing feeling that he couldn’t let himself be with you. He felt guilty at the thought of someone being stuck with him but you being cursed with him for a soulmate, that was a killer.
He lay back on his bed, his tattooed arm coming to rest over his chest where the heart is, his other hand coming to grasp it before he rested his chin on top. He didn’t know what he was going to do, he wanted you more than anything yet he couldn’t let himself hurt you. He barely slept, eventually passing out near 5am from sheer exhaustion
You fixed your outfit before fixing some of your stray hairs “You ready y/n?” you look up in the mirror to see your friend smiling
You nod “Yeah think so” you say taking one last look at yourself before heading out
After meeting up with Regulus on the way, the three of you sneak along to Gryffindor tower, approaching one of the boys in Regulus year manning the door “Names?” he asks looking down at the pieces of parchment he’s holding
Regulus chuckles “Didn’t know it was VIP” he jokes but the boy doesn’t seem to find him amusing “Tough crowd” he whispers in your ear
You giggle with him while your other friend gives the boy your names “Y/n, Pandora and Regulus”
The boy flicks through the pages, crossing out two of the names quickly before eyeing Regulus for a good minute before reluctantly crossing out the last “Butterscotch” he says the fat lady who seems like she’s able to hear the party inside and is, to your surprise, having a grand old time
“Oh of course…hello handsome” she waves at Regulus semi seductively as the door opens, the boy going a tad red that a painting hit on him as you walk through “You want to see a trick?” you distantly hear her say to the bouncer as the painting closes behind you
“Wow so this is what it looks like” Regulus notes looking around the room seeing the small swarms of people dotted about along with some dancing on the makeshift dancefloor
“It’s cosy” Pandora smiles
You nod “Our ones are much better though”
“Oh yeah 100%, it goes Ravenclaw then Slytherin, but that’s only because we’re below the ground” Regulus turns to you gesturing with his hands “Then Puff then this place” he smirks
“We’ve never seen Hufflepuff common room?” Pandora tilts her head
“No but it’s been known to be awesome, ergo better than this but our house pride beats it therefore we are the best” you explain smiling proudly with Regulus who shares similar…be it slightly flawed…logic with you
The three of you move through into the party, it looked like the Gryffindors had been at it a little longer than their guests, which was made apparent when James walked right up to Regulus cupping his face “Pads you seen my girl…” he keeps his hands on his face but his head jolts back examining him “…you’re not my Pads but you look a lot like him” he says hazily
“I’m not thats…” Regulus speaks slowly about to explain when James starts talking again
“You haven’t happened to see my girlfriend have you pretty?” you let out a giggle at Regulus’ quickly tinting cheeks, the boy shakes his head “No worries angel I’m sure she’s around here somewhere” James removes his hands “Bye pretty boy” he starts walking away before he spots you and Pandora “Pretty girls too!” he exclaims “And Moonys girl” he winks at you before muttering ‘tootles’ as he saunters away
You all exchange looks, only one not flustered is Pandora “Drinks?” Regulus finally gets out
Pandora nods “Sure…you coming y/n?” she starts walking with Regulus but turns back as your eyes have caught the birthday boy
“Umm” you glance at them “I’ll be there in a bit I’m just going to greet someone first” you give them a smile
The two give each other a knowing look while you slowly walk towards Remus, before you can get there two Hufflepuff girls beat you too it “So have you got your mark Remus?” one asks eagerly while you awkwardly stand at the side watching
He looks uncomfortable at either the question or the attention, perhaps both “Yes” he says hesitantly
“Can we see it?” the other asks making him jump cutely “You never know, do you like cats?” she moves her hair to reveal a little cat on her upper chest
Remus looks at it then straight back up “Umm” he looks more panicky now so you swoop in
“Rem I found you” you walk up taking his hand and pulling him away, not bothering to look at the two girls who look annoyed by your intrusion
As you reach the edge of the common room, it’s a little quieter allowing Remus to calm down. He would have thought your hand in his would make his so nervous but it was the opposite, it gave him peace, it felt right
“Thank you” Remus says in relief, still holding onto your hand as his eyes trail down what your wearing, stopping a little longer in some areas making you smile “You look…” his eyes return to your face “…nice” he internally cringes while you just continue to smile
“Thanks Rem” you keep the nickname deciding you like it, giving his hand a squeeze
He likes it too even if he’s scolding himself for calling you nice, not beautiful or gorgeous but nice, you say your mum or gran looks nice not your crush…soulmate. His hand slips out of yours and comes to rest on his mark over the jumper he’s wearing, gently rubbing it as he debates what to do, he wants to tell you but no words come out
You felt empty at the loss of contact but as you watched him rub his arm you couldn’t help but wonder “Are you happy with the mark?” you ask kindly, you’re question much more respectful than the others he’s received today
He smiles “Yeah it’s nice…pretty” he corrects looking at you, a part of him hoping the correction will apply to his earlier statement
You bite your lip smiling, Remus thought you were pretty “Do you know who it could be?” the hope apparent in your voice
Remus despite his slight panic loved that you hadn’t asked to see it, had been your perfect self about it, so much he almost pulled his sleeve up, almost “No” he shakes his head, the flash of disappointment made his heart ache, instantly regretting it
“That’s okay you’re still young, maybe the event just hasn’t happened?” you reassure him, although to you it’s for yourself as your more than a little heartbroken
“Maybe” he nods, the light atmosphere slipping away from the two of you so he tries to recover it “Would you like to get a drink?” he gestures to the table
“Sure” you nod, smiling again even if your heart was aching
Despite your disappointment the party was fun, you, Pandora and Regulus hung out with the marauders, even being introduced to Lily, Marlene and Dorcas. You were by Remus’ side most of the time, you didn’t mean to, it was more of a happy accident with the way people ended up sitting or standing. You got to know him a little better, his family, some of his other interests and he learned about yours, as well as your ambition to be a healer someday, at one point showing him one of the spells you created.
The best part of the evening was Regulus and Sirius, sure they were drunk, but they had fun together, hugged each other and laughed. For the first time in your friendship with Regulus he looked genuinely free and happy, and Remus thought the same about his own friend.
Remus did enjoy the party, the confirmation that you were his soulmate wasn’t lost on him though. The fates had a way of bringing soulmates together and the way people always sat in such a way you and he were always next to each other was no different. He started realising all the times he ran into you was the bond trying to pull him closer, which it was made clear when you and Pandora left the party with a very drunk and giddy Regulus. The moment you left the room he felt empty, like a part of him was missing, the feeling was worse than any other he’d felt before, combine that with the knowledge he was going to graduate and go off into the world while you were right here, made it worsen.
The next months were lonely, Remus had graduated moved into his parent’s old cottage, spending the first month trying to fix it up before the moon hit and he was out for a week. James and Sirius still came to help, unfortunately Peter had received an offer to go study in America, an offer all of the marauders refused to let him decline. He managed to get some work, but it was almost exclusively muggle since many wizards wouldn’t hire him once he had disclosed his furry little problem.
He missed you, there wasn’t a day he didn’t think about you. He knew you were his soulmate and he was just counting down the days until your birthday…actually come to think of it he had no idea when yours was, it never came up. That didn’t help with his stress, the thought of you waking up with a horrid thing on you was his worst fear, as he now realised if you did it meant you would see him as a monster in the flesh at some point
The next time he saw you was just before school started in which you were invited to Sirius and Regulus’ flat warming. After his birthday party the two brothers reconnected, Sirius sneaking back into his old house to help Regulus pack up his stuff and the two finding a flat with the money gifted to the elder brother by a relative that took pity on him when he first ran away.
Remus got to the party a little late due to having a shift at the grocery store he’d managed to bag a job at, hanging up his coat he walked deeper into the apartment, giving smiles to those he recognised on the way past. As he entered the open plan kitchen and living room he felt more alive, his eyes looking over the groups of people scattered about finally falling on you, currently talking with Barty and Evan in the corner.
He could sense you before he’d even seen you, it seemed like it was the same for you as he saw you looking around eventually catching his eye and waving to him. He waved back before Sirius and James greeted him and pulled him away, but he made sure to find you later, his heart wouldn’t let him avoid you.
A few hours had passed and he’d left Sirius, James and Regulus, who had only recently discovered the beauty that was ABBA, to preform karaoke on a questionably stable table to go look for you. He could feel you were still here so he decided to head closer to the door in case you were just in the bathroom
As he walked over he spotted you in the entrance area, scared you might be leaving he quickened his pace “Hey” he greets as he exits the living room, his friends singing still pretty loud so he closes the door behind him
You turn hearing the door “Oh hi” you smile seeing him, even more so as you figure he came to find you
“How have you been?” he asks stepping towards you but he keeps a comfortable distance despite the urge to just take you in his arms
“I’ve been good, can’t believe this is my final summer vacation though” you say sadly before perking up as you return the question “How have you been, you’re a proper adult now”
You giggle at your own statement sending his heart a flutter “Don’t feel like one” he chuckles “I’ve been alright…I missed you” he can’t stop himself from confessing
Your eyes light up “I missed you too”
You really did, the last months you had been feeling down, you thought it was because your fantasy of Remus being your soulmate was on the back burner until you got yours, but for some reason your heart ached for him, yearned to see him, the pull stronger than it had ever been before
“So what brings you out here, our friends atrocious singing?” he jokes, both of you laughing as you hear James’ voice belting through the door ‘yes, I’ve been broken-hearted…’ followed by Sirius ‘blue since the day we parted…’ finally Regulus ‘why, why did I ever let you go-oooo’ you hear his voice trail off followed by a distant thump assuming he jumped off the table, to which you and Remus later found out the table broke in have and James broke his arm
“I feel like that’s an insult to Reg” you say turning back to the painting which first captured your attention
Remus hums in agreement “True he does have a rather nice voice, puts Sirius and James to shame” he laughs but it fades as he follows your eyes
His throat felt dry seeing the art, it was the moon cycles painted artistically. He had in fact bought it for Sirius since the original poster he had, which Sirius grew found of and stole, had become tatty and ruined over the years, however seeing it again made him uneasy
“It’s pretty isn’t it” you say after a few seconds “Do you know where Sirius got it?” you inquire as Regulus would have showed you this if it was his
He looks over at you in surprise, he could never see the beauty in the cycles, each represented a ticking clock until he would become his worst self, the repeating cycle of pain he endured “I…I guess so” he lets out a shaky breath “I bought it” he confesses
You turn to him “You have good taste” you say smiling away, his lips involuntarily tug up
“Thanks” he accepts the compliment bashfully “So” he decides to change the subject to something more comfortable “You excited for your final year?”
“Yeah” you smile “Exams will be tough but if I get the grades I should secure a place with the healer of my choice…there’s one in wales actually” his heart jumps at the idea of you being close “Hey, you might know it, it’s with this older lady just down from the little mountain range. She’s a muggleborn, really into combining muggle and wizard healing, and just like me making new spells” you say enthusiastically, her as your mentor was your literal dream
He felt himself fall in love with your passion “Snowdonia yeah I’ve been there with my parents…and one very horrendous attempted camping trip with the boys” he chuckles at the memory, their faces when they realised it was muggle tents was priceless
You giggle “Are you still living in wales?” you gently prod, the prospect of living nearby making something in you burn
He nods “Yes I am, luckily my house, thanks to Regulus and James who fixed it, now has a floo network making travelling a bit easier” he smiles a little embarrassed but his heart warms that you seem unfazed
“Could I get the address?” you ask hopefully “So we can keep in touch? I don’t know when we might see each other again” you bite your lip as you look up at him
He felt like the world stopped as he met your eyes, unable to refuse you “Sure…do you have a pen so I can write it down?”
You sat up on your bed, watching the clock tick towards midnight “Nervous?” Pandora asks sitting on the bed in front of you
You nod “Yeah…what if it isn’t him?” you ask a little pained
She reaches out to take your hand in hers giving it a gentle squeeze “What’s meant to be will be…I believe that our own emotions effect soulmates and if you love him then I see no reason why it wouldn’t be” she gives you a heartfelt look
You smile back nodding before your eyes catch writing appearing on your notebook, Happy Birthday in 3…, Regulus’s writing made the world feel like it was slowing down. This was it the day you found out if it was the man you had only ever envisioned it to be or a perfect stranger.
2…You and Remus had been sending letters back and forth but you hadn’t mentioned your birthday to him, you weren’t ready to burst the perfect bubble you both had created.
1…it was funny how you could love someone so much, how that love had grown with every small interaction, all accumulating to the bonfire in your heart which burned for him
Happy Birthday! “Happy birthday” your friends write and say
Your hand went to your collar bone, feeling a weird sensation for a few seconds before it dissipated. You stood up from your bed half stumbling over to the mirror, Pandora followed behind, quickly grabbing the notebook to keep Regulus informed.
As you moved your shirt your eyes teared up in joy “It’s him” you turn to Pandora who is equally as emotional and happy for you, giving you a huge hug before you turn to the notebook
Did she get it? – some red writing appears on the page
Sorry we feel asleep doll but we’re here… - some pink writing appears
You smiled so happy Evan and Barty were given their own notebooks, Evan’s in red and Barty ‘s in pink
And we are queer – Regulus can’t help himself adding making you and Pandora giggle
You grab the quill writing, I got it!
Is it who we thought? – Regulus asks
Yup! – you reply
YESSS I fucking knew it! – the green writing a little wobbly from his excitement
So happy for you love x – Evans’ witting appears next followed by a little heart with yours and Remus’s initials
Brilliant doll, what’s the tattoo like?
After a few more messages from Regulus and Evan agreeing with Barty you draw the tattoo
The days leading up to James and Lily’s engagement party in October were long, both you and Remus were counting them down.
You bought a dress which allowed for your collar bone to be displayed, along with a cardigan you could wear to hide it until you were ready, you wanted Remus to be the first to see it besides your friends. You were so excited, a little nervous of how he would react but you were sure he felt the same. You had a rough plan in your head, you figured since he didn’t tell you he must not have experienced the event between the two of you that his tattoo foretold. Therefore, you would see how you were feeling at the time, if things went well and you were close then you’d show him and if the event happened then great
Remus on the only hand was nervous, your letters were becoming more intimate, sharing things normal friends didn’t, you signed them with yours y/n and he did the same. He wondered if you had figured it out or if this just your way of being close. You and your male friends were close too, but Remus knew deep down you and he were a different kind of close and it terrified him. He was scared of how you would react when you found out and more importantly found out he kept it from you for well over a year and a half
You took a breath as you approached the door to James and Lily’s house, hearing the gentle music and chatter even from outside. After a few seconds of psyching yourself up, you knocked on the door, hearing a muffled ‘I’ll get it’ before it opened revealing Sirius
“Y/n!” he smiles brightly at you “Bring it in it’s been…” he reaches out to hug but stops as he recalls how long “Fuck over a year” he finishes the hug, wrapping his arms around you tightly
You smile into the embrace “It’s been too long” you say pulling back “I’ve graduated now though, I even have a flat in wales, maybe you can visit sometime?”
He grins “Wales huh?” he wiggles his eyebrows “I’ll hold you to that” he winks placing his hand on your back leading you inside before he kicks the door shut behind him “Here let me get that” he gestures to your coat
You shrug off your outerwear, making sure to adjust your cardigan to hide the tattoo before you turn back to him “Can I get the grand tour or is that James’ specialty?” you smile at him
“Mine I have more flare” he flips his hair making you giggle “Why don’t we get you to your man first huh?” he smirks at you, you don’t even deny it just nod “Brilliant, right this way darling” he holds out his arm for you to take, and when you do he leads you through into the dining room
Looking around their house was wonderful, the large glass doors which led into the garden which was all illuminated by floating lights. While you admired the view, asking Sirius some questions about it, Remus spotted you.
Merlin did you look beautiful, it had been a whole year and he couldn’t believe how different yet perfectly the same you looked. You had matured, hair a little longer, his eyes couldn’t stop themselves from trailing over the curves of your body. A smile and look of pure admiration on his face as he watched you smile and giggle at something Sirius said, he’d missed you, he thought those months before were hard, the last year was a million times worse.
He looked out of the window to see couples getting ready to dance outside, his feet started moving towards you before he could register and soon he was face to face with you “Hi” was all his brain could think of, his voice that of a person trying to ensure you were truly real
Sirius takes that as his que to leave, giving you a kiss to the side of your head before patting Remus’ back as he walks off
“Hi” you beamed at him, merlin he looked good all dressed up
Just like him you observed how he had changed, he looked a little older, he had facial hair now which only made him prettier and there was a new scar on his neck. The scars had never bothered you, you thought they made him beautiful, he was perfect in your eyes and all you wanted was to be there when he was sick, hold him and care for him.
Remus glances behind him hearing the band ready to play before returning to you “Do you want to…to” he holds out his hand, taking a breath to compose himself “Do you want to dance?” he lets out a little laugh smiling
Your heart bursts, taking his hand right away “Yes I’d love you to dance with you” you say looking directly into his eyes
He leads you outside and over to the dancefloor. His hands never slip from your only readjusting its potion and the other gently finds your waist, while yours grips the side of his shoulder. The contact sending a buzz through the two of you, eyes fixed on each other’s as the music starts and he begins to move you around the area of dancefloor you occupied. It wasn’t perfect, you stepped on his toes and he yours, both giggling and smiling like idiots. In your own way it was perfection, it was real, both of you falling for each other all over again, and that string, connection or whatever it was that fate bound you with was the brightest it had ever been.
After the dance finished, you lead Remus over to a couple of swings tried to trees in the garden “That was fun” you say as you sit down grasping the rope on either side of you and pushing off gently “Sorry if I hurt your feet” you bite back your giggle
He waves it off sitting down on the other swing “I could say the same thing to you” he chuckles
You sit in a comfortable silence, both softly rocking back and forth on the swings, the music in the background but the rest of the world had faded out. Eventually you look over at him to see him already looking at you so you reach your hand out, smiling as he takes it.
“I missed you” you say quietly, not wanting disturb the moment
“I missed you…” he squeezes your hand “…so much” he confesses
You shuffle your feel on the ground, shifting your swing closer to his “I got the job in wales” you say as he shifts closer to you
“That’s great” he says full of pride for you, that’s my girl
You smile to yourself turning your gaze to the assortment of flowers in front of you “Yeah, maybe you could visit me…a year is too long” you say sadly
He hums in agreement “Is was” he looks over at the flowers “You know Regulus designed this spot” he informs you
You look over at him surprised before returning you gaze to it, it did seem familiar “It’s beautiful” you note
“It really is” he says but as you look over at him he’s just smiling softly at you
You turn the swing towards him, as does he, faces inches from each other now “Hi” you whisper
“Hi love” he whispers back
He was caught up in the moment to think about logic, that this was the last thing he should be doing if he wanted to keep you safe, but right now he didn’t care. All he knew is how badly he wanted to kiss you and he did
Remus gradually started to close the gap licking his lips as he drew closer, you did the same titling your head every so slightly, lips capturing each other in a sweet slow kiss. As your lips moved in sync his free hand came up to cup your face, pulling at your jaw gently to deepen it, the passion overwhelming you, both you never wanted it to end.
You heard a snap before his lips left yours followed by a thump and groan, opening your eyes you saw the swing Remus was on had broken “Are you alright?” you couldn’t hold the giggles, not caring about your dress as you kneeled down to check him
He chuckles “I feel like that’s the fates way of telling me to wean off the chocolate” he jokes before wincing, realising one of the bits of wood from the swing as broken and cut him
“Remus?” your giggles face as you see the small amounts of blood on his hand “Let me see” you lift his hand carefully, pulling out your wand as you mutter a quick spell
He just watched you work with a smile on his face, how gentle you were, the precision, it all made him realise that you truly loved caring for people, for him
His heart warmed as you placed a kiss over were the cut once was “Thank you” he tilts his head, hand going up to cup your cheek
“We should maybe repair this…” you say as he just leans in
“We can do that after” he says closing the gap once more
By the time you had finished fixing the swing and by you, Remus, all the other guests had returned inside or dotted just outside around some tables. Remus fiddled with one of the bits of rope, his jacket was draped over your lap on the other swing so you admired how good he looked in just his shirt and lightly loosen tie. You smirked as you watched his muscles flex through the shirt, even more so as in his overheating as he struggled with the rope he pushed up his sleeves.
He huffed in relief as he finally got it standing up straight “Good as new” he smiles at you moving to rub the back of his neck that had become a little stiff from his earlier position
As he did it you saw it, his tattoo it was flowers and they looked so familiar. You turned your head to the flower arrangement you were looking at earlier, your brain in that moment realising that maybe this was the moment so you jumped up placing his jacket on the swing before pulling him down into a kiss
He stumbled a little before regaining his balance, one hand moving to your waist as the other caressed your hair “Didn’t realise my swing fixing skills were so attractive” he chuckles as you pull away
You giggle “As hot as those were” you hand brings his forearm down to rest between the two of you “These are just like those” you point to the flowers
Remus’ felt his heart in his throat as he realised you’d seen it, thankful for the flowers that were inspired by your drawing “They are” is all he could say
You step back, removing your cardigan and placing over his jacket. As you turn back you make sure your tattoo is visible, watching as his eyes drift down from your face, mouth parting as he takes it in.
Remus felt his lips tug up, the tattoo was beautiful and suited you so well. He had been so scared about this moment all his life, so worried about what would show up and now the guilt set in, the guilt of keeping you both apart for so long. The guilt of not trusting you when you were the love of his life, his soulmate, the one made for him as he was for you
He was broken from his trance by you walking up to him, taking his hands in yours “Do you like it?” you ask eyes flicking between his
He nods “Very much” he says genuinely “We’re…” he starts before taking a breath fingers raising to run over your tattoo
“We are” you smile at him, face full of love “I’m so happy it’s you, you have no idea how long I’ve wanted this” you say tears forming in your eyes
“Really?” his own eyes glaze at the confession, you nod “I wanted it to be you too” your heart bursts
You bring his arm up and place a gentle kiss on the tattoo, right along the scar Remus had which cut through one of the petals “You once told me you thought it was pretty, I can see why” you share, tracing over the tattoo “You know” you tilt your head “I think I drew something like this once…” Remus’ heart starts to race “…wait I painted this in the notebook that must be were Reg saw it…” merlin no please, he pleads “…I painted in the library when I sat…with…” the smile drops from your face
Remus watches in unease as the realisation washes over you, face contorting ever so slightly as it hits you “Y/n” he breaths out, his chest aching as you look up at him your expression filled with hurt
“Remus you’ve seen this before, you said it…it…” you let go of his hand withdrawing from him “you knew…” you let out a small sob “You knew, didn’t you?”
His heart broke, breaking further into a million pieces when he reached out and you stepped back “Y/n” his eyes fill with tears threating to fall
You shake your head “Answer me” your voice breaks as your tears fall
“Y/n” he sniffs “I…I…” he tries to form a sentence but he can’t, there was nothing he could say
You took his lack of words as confirmation “Why?” you shake your head “Why didn’t you tell me? It was only a day you couldn’t have forgotten it…unless you” didn’t love me, your breathing became heavy, your heart hurt, it felt like the world had shattered around you and all of the shards were cutting you as they fell
“I was trying…” to protect you, he couldn’t finish it, the words felt like poison in his mouth when all it resulted in is him doing the opposite and breaking you
“Trying to what?” you shrug wiping your nose as the tears fell uncontrollably “You knew and…you looked me in the eyes and told me you didn’t” you look up at him “I want to why…what was so wrong with me being your soulmate that you decided, I’m never telling her…” you were almost shouting now “What was so bad that even after you continued to lie and let me believe it was those flowers” you point to them
He shook his head “There is nothing wrong with you, y/n…you’re perfect in every way and I love…I love” he takes some breaths trying to speak but his emotions are slowly overwhelming him
“No you don’t” you cut him off making his eyes widen “If you loved me you would have told me” you say plainly
You were right in a way, Remus’ fear was bigger than his love for you, he was so scared of this physical monster that he had created a worse emotional one “I was scared” he admits quietly “I was scared” he repeats to himself, the guilt eating him alive
“Scared of what?” you look at him in confusion
“That you wouldn’t want me” he motions to himself
You look at him like he’s being ridiculous “Wouldn’t want you? Remus we’re soulmates it’s kinda in the name”
“I know that but I was still scared”
“Why?”
“Y/n I’m dirt poor, I have no money ,I live in a tiny cottage that leaks when it rains, I’m…” he hesitates “…sick all the time, I’m littered with ugly scars…” he pushes his hands to his face before looking back up at you “I’m not exactly someone’s first choice”
You couldn’t believe what you were hearing, did he really think you would be so shallow? Did he really think he was so unlovable? “Remus you are my first choice, the only person I’ve ever wanted…How could you think so little of me?”
“I don’t…I was just…you don’t understand” he wants to tell you the truth, but then you’ll surely leave
Your face hardens “You were just scared and you don’t think I’ll understand? Is that really your final answer?” his mouth opens but nothing comes out “You made me wait for over one and half years, and I waited like an idiot, a stupid obvious idiot because I love you” his eyes light up at the last three words but his face quickly falls as you continue “I’m done waiting when you don’t think I’m worth a real answer” you shake your head walking away quickly, leaving Remus in shock
You start running towards the house, deciding to head around the side of it to avoid anyone seeing “Y/n darling what’s wrong” you hear Sirius call out but you ignore it
Sirius turns to see Remus jogging up looking equally if not more distressed “What the hell happened? Last time I saw you were kissing then Marls is telling me she heard fighting?”
Remus stops for a moment “She umm…I need to go” he didn’t have time to explain, you had your wand and as soon as you got to the street you would apparate
As he sprinted around he saw you crossing the street pulling out your wand “Y/n!” he called out
You turn around ready to leave but he pulls out his own wand sending a spell your way and flicking it out of your hand “Remus” you scold him going to pick up your wand but by this time he has made his way to you, taking your wand as you stand up with the wand in the other
“You deserve the truth, your right, I love you so much and you deserve to know everything” he says pleading, ready to bare himself to you
There was such conviction as he uttered those three special words and that was what made you stay “Go on”
“There a reason why I get sick every month, a reason why I have scars why I was so…” he starts but soon realises a long-winded explanation would just make it worse so he tore off the band aid “I’m a werewolf” he blurts out closing his eyes, bracing himself for you to rip your yourself from his arms and curse him but it never comes
As he opens his eyes he sees you don’t look disgusted, you still look hurt but you seem to be processing the information.
How could you miss the signs? The scars, the disappearances every month, the fact he’s called moony and you have literal moons on your body. Merlin you felt so stupid for you were a healer in training that couldn’t even spot a werewolf
You didn’t know how long you had remined silent for, you brain was trying to get your head around it. You understood why he did it now, understood why he was scared, why he thought you may hate him. Werewolves struggled to find work, they went through so much pain every month and the awareness that Remus was going through that was like a dagger to your heart
“How long?” you ask after a good while
He was surprised at your question but answered “Since I was 4” he watches the sadness in your eyes
Fifteen years, one hundred and eighty moons, one hundred and eighty painful transformations, you wondered if he went through them alone as most did. Then you remembered his nickname, Moony, you were a smart girl it didn’t take you long to work it out from there, James was Prongs a dear, Sirius Padfoot a dog and Peter Wormtail a rat. They knew, they helped and most likely still did. Which meant even if he was scared, even if you understood, the hurt you felt knowing he didn’t trust you with his secret was devastating
“Y/n?” Remus gently stirs you from your catatonic state, he saw the emotions running through your head and he didn’t know what you thought of him “I understand if you hate me now” he looks down heart sinking
“I don’t hate you” he looks back up “I’m mad at you, furious even but I don’t hate you…” you tear up again “I could never hate you Remus”
“You don’t?” he shakes his head lightly
“I don’t” you confirm removing yourself from his grasp “But even if I understand, even if I know why you did what you did, it doesn’t mean it was right”
“Y/n” he starts to panic as he sees you clutching your wand harder
“You still lied”
“Y/n I’m a werewolf, I’m the monster people tell their children at night…I was trying to protect you” he tries to reason his voice raw and broken “If we were together I might hurt you, you would be nursing me every month for the rest of your life, I can’t hold a job, merlin I’ve had 7 in the last year because I keep getting faired for all my sick days, I’m barely keeping myself afloat…we could never have children” he completely broken down in tears as he says the last part
You’re crying as well, you want to hold him, you want to forgive him but you couldn’t, not yet “And you thought you would make the decision for me?” you ask rhetorically your anger building once more “Remus that’s not yours to make”
“I know but…” you cut him off
“No buts there’s no excuse Remus, you said you didn’t want to hurt me but you have, worse than any physical wound. Do you really think I wouldn’t love you for who you are? You think that would stand in the way of me seeing how beautiful and kind you are? Think that would stop me from loving you?” you take a breath, wiping your nose not caring that you must look like a mess from the crying “I’m a healer Remus, all I want is to care for you, I would be honoured to be the one you go to heal your wounds, I would hold you while you fell asleep, kiss every scar on your body…” your confession both broke and warmed his heart all at once, realising how stupid he had been and as you continued realising he had thrown it away
“…I would do all that and more Remus. I’ve loved you for so long, wanted you since you sat next to me in the library and we spoke for the first time, wanted you to my soulmate, I wished on every star for it to come true. I counted the days until this party so I could see you and tell you…” your tears were like streams at this point “…and you didn’t, you hide it from me, you were selfish continued the lie and if I hadn’t figured it out you would have let all of this be built on it” you motion between the two of you
You raise your wand into a position to apparate “Y/n” Remus begs “Please love please don’t leave me…please” he walks towards you but it’s too late
“I’m sorry” you apologise as you wave your wand and with a *crack* you were gone
Remus collapsed to his knees in the middle of the road “No” he sobs “No…please come back” he pleas to himself
He didn’t know how long he stayed there, looking at the place you once stood, the heartbreak on your face was seared into his brain. He sobbed violently, his chest throbbing from the pain of hurting you, it felt like his heart had been ripped from his chest and you took it with him, just as your heart was left behind in his own hands.
“Moons?” Sirius calls out, his own heart breaking when he sees his friends state “Remus” he kneels down on the road in front of him
Remus looks up at his friend “I made a huge mistake Pads…I’ve lost her” he blubs out hands reaching out to clutch onto Sirius shirt
Sirius wraps his arms around him, hand going to the back of his head to pull him close “It’s okay…I’ll be okay” he says unable to think of what else, trying to figure out what happened
He knew you, well enough to know you would never judge him for being a werewolf so what was it? “Remus what happened?” he tries to cox the answer out
Remus pulls back panting “I knew she was mine, my soulmate, all this time I knew…I lied to everyone” he confesses, he never let the boys see his tattoo “She found out I lied and…” he winces “that when she finally saw it I let another lie hide the truth”
Sirius’ eyes widened, he had figured you were soulmates and he understood the hurt you would have felt “Did you tell her why?” Remus just nods before collapsing back into his chest continuing to cry while Sirius’ closed his eyes “What did she say?”
“She loved me anyway” Remus mumbles into his “Do you think she could ever forgive me” he looks up at his friend, voice raw, eyes puffy and red, looking more broken in that moment than any moon
Sirius pulls him close “If anyone can it’s y/n” he reassures “She’ll just need time” he kisses the top of his head “She just needs time” he repeats for himself
You cried for the next week straight, you hated yourself for leaving him like that, you should have gone back, you should have forgiven him then because this heart ache was so painful. It physically crimpled you, you barely ate, slept, you thought about going to his house to many times but every time you remembered what he did and you cried. You felt so broken, you needed time to recover, you needed to be able to see him without breaking down, forgive him fully so there would be no malice afterwards, when you could say ‘I forgive you and this is a fresh start’ without the looming feeling of mistrust in the air.
On the other side Remus was a wreak, Sirius and James were so concerned they practically moved in with him for the next month. If he hated himself before, it was worse now and he welcomed the pain of the full moon like it was something he deserved. He felt like there was no hope, he didn’t hear James and Sirius telling him that you would come back, that you would forgive him.
He didn’t know until a week after the full moon that you had dropped by his house, giving Sirius healing balms you must have spent the last two weeks creating which reduced the scaring significantly, as well as spells to help numb the pain and to stitch the wounds so he could move about without the worry of opening them again. He was told by Sirius that he did ask you if you wanted to come in but you refused, you weren’t ready yet.
Yet, Remus felt a little more hopeful, especially reading the little notes you left on the balm’s telling him how often to use them, the little x’s at the end making his heart heal along with his wounds. He tried to gather the words to say to you when he saw you again but he was struggling, that was until Regulus visited his house with a gift, a sandy brown notebook and quill. The boy didn’t say much about it but Remus knew what it was as you had told him in your letters, opening it up Regulus granted him permission to see every conversation they had in it since they all had newer ones now
Remus read every page, quickly working out who was who, he saw the original drawing his tattoo, along with so many others, including rough sketches of him. He read how you gush to them about his latest letter, followed by the day you found out he was your soulmate. The recreation of your own tattoo and how happy you and your friends were that it was him. He cried as he read it, deciding to take the quill which Regulus must have given to him for this reason and write his own notes, telling you how beautiful you looked on the days of certain entries, how much he adored his mark, how much he loved and still loves you, all of the times he fell for you and why.
You were sitting on the window sill of your flat, looking out at the pouring rain and the grey clouds covering the tops of the distant mountains. A knock drew your attention away from the rather depressing view, usually you loved rain but in your current mood you felt even more alone, missing Remus. As you hopped off the window sill sliding on your slippers you thought about going to see him, you had been debating the last week, wondering if you were ready
Opening the door your eyes widened seeing Remus, drenched “Oh Rowena” you whisper “You’re soaked through” you pull him in, healer mode activating as you attempt to sit him down on a chair and grab your wand to dry him but he stops you
“Y/n?” he urges you to sit down “It’s just water” he lets out a small chuckle as how different this exchange was to how he’d imagined
You sit on the chair next to him finally registering that he’s here “What…how…umm” you close your eyes for a moment trying to form a sentence but Remus seems to understand what you’re trying to ask
“I got the address from Lily…oh” he pulls out an envelope “…your wedding invitation by the way” he places it safely on the table “I know I shouldn’t have just shown up like this…I just couldn’t bare another moment without seeing you…even if you tell me to fuck off”
You just stared at him, you had imagined what you would say but you couldn’t remember any of your shower rehearsals in that moment
“Would you like me to leave?” he tilts his head looking for some kind of expression but you say nothing
He shallows hard, nodding as he stands up but before he walks out places something on the table, it was only the sound of the door closing that snaps you out of it “Rem” you look around in front of you, eyes landing on the notebook
Opening it up you see all of the brown ink, all the notes of affection as you quickly flick through, the ‘I love yous’, the sweet words, even small poems “Rem” you say to yourself before you grabbing your bag and sprinting out of the apartment, essentially falling down the stairs and almost knocking out the old lady that lived next to you as you ran out of the front door into the rain
You didn’t care about getting soaked, or the fact you were only in your jeans, vest and cardigan and all drenched in seconds. As you reached the gate you saw Remus across the street in an ally hiding from any muggles “Re-” you started to shout but he apparated “No” you said panting
You thought for a second before you raced back inside, up the stairs, apologising once more for almost killing your neighbour and back into your apartment. You half crashed into your cupboard as your slippers skidded on the floor, quickly grabbing the floo power from there and deciding to worry about the bruise you most likely had given yourself from the impact later.
You stepped into the fireplace, announcing Remus’ address clearly, throwing the power. You tumbled out of his fireplace with a thump, landing harshly on the hardwood floor, you bag landing somewhere by his dining table but you don’t care, brushing off the suit but it only sticks to your wet hands,
“Remus” you call you but there’s no answer “Remus please…Rem-” the front door of his cottage opens “-us” you finish seeing him standing in the doorway, tears on his face but they are masked from the rain
“Y/n?” he wasn’t sure you were real, taking in your appearance he realised you must have gone after him and by the suit on your clothes, even adorably painted on your nose, he figured out the rest
Even with it he does have much time to react as you run up and jump into his arms, acting quickly as he wraps his around you letting you hug into him like a koala bear “You came back to me” he whispers into your ear, your wet clothes squishing together but neither of you care
“I’m sorry you waited so long” you say as he gently sets you down
He shakes his head moving some of the wet pieces from your hair “You never have to apologise for that, not after how long I made you wait” his fingers glide down your face
You sigh at his touch missing it dearly “I love you Remus, I don’t want to spend another minute away from you” you grab at his jacket pulling him closer to you
He smiles “I love you…” he cups your cheeks “…so much” he leans in closer to you noses brushing together “…let’s make up for lost time then…of course that’s if you’ll have…” he starts before you close the gap, too impatient to let him finish, letting the passion and love in your kiss do the talking for you
He returns it right away, smiling into it, kissing you like he was drowning and this was his air, when you finally pull away he grins at you “Come on” he takes your hand leading you towards the door “We’re wet anyway” he says as you happily follow him out into the rain
He stops little ways from the cottage, taking you into his arms and dancing you around his small garden just like he did back at the party all those weeks ago. You laughed and smiled as he twirled you around, even more as he attempted to dip you down and kiss you but with the mud you both slid and fell to the ground
“Are you alright?” he checks on you, admiring how even in the rain, along with the mud and suit clinging to you and your clothing you still look utterly beautiful in his eyes
“I’m more than fine” you reply grabbing his face and bring him down for another kiss
“Can I use your shower?” you asked as you re-entered the house “and maybe borrow some clothes?” you look back towards him chewing on your lip but are greeted with a mischievous grin “What?”
He doesn’t say anything, just walks up to you and kisses you once more, this time it’s different, there was love and passion sure but also lust, a burning that had been building for so long it had finally snapped and ignited. He backed you slowly into what you figured was his bedroom, hungry kisses making their way down your neck, only severed as your legs hit his bed and you fell onto it
“Rem the covers will get all wet and dirty” you try to sit up but he shakes his head climbing over you
He smirks “I don’t care about that my love as long as it isn’t just the sheets getting wet and dirty”
You lay with your head on Remus’ bare chest, hair and bodies dry and clean now you had taken a shower. You traced the scars, leaning to place a kiss on each one as you finished outlining it while Remus watched you lovingly, watched as you slowly started to break down the high walls of insecurity that surrounded those scars.
You gradually made your way down to his arm, and as you draw over the tattoo you got an idea, sitting up “What’s wrong?” Remus asks but he’s met with an excited smile
“Just wait” you scoot out of the bed, grabbing one of Remus’ jumpers and throwing over your naked body before shuffling out of the room
From his location on the bed and with the door wide open he smirked watching as although his jumper was long on you when you bent down into you bag he got a rather nice view. You soon walked back through a tub similar to the one you used to use for painting in your hands
“What are those for?” he inquires, eyes flicking up and down your body, merlin you looked cute in his jumper
“Oh well I was hoping I could paint your tattoo” you bite your lip “Can I?” he could never say no, nodding right away “Yay…sit against the headboard” you say half shooing him as you climb back onto the bed
He does as you say but when you attempt to kneel next to him he grabs your waist pulling you towards him with a small squeal “No, no, you sit here” he positions you to sit between his legs your back against his chest
You giggle turning your head to give him a quick peck before taking his arm “Hey?” you pout as he removes it from your grasp and takes the paints out of the other placing them on the bed
“Sorry but if you are going to paint me while I’m naked…” he grips the hem of your shirt, pulling it up and over your shoulders, throwing over onto a nearby chair “…then it’s only fair you should be too love” he kisses your bare shoulder
You lean into his chest “I suppose that is fair” you admit, picking up the tub and starting to paint
It tickles a little but he doesn’t mind, he just enjoyed the closeness, how comfortable he felt being with you like this. He trailed little kisses across your back as you worked, loving that you didn’t mind and enjoyed them just as much as he did
You stopped painting hearing a knock at the front door “It’s probably Sirius coming to check on me” he says not bothering to stop the trails of kisses, merely moving his free arm around your front pulling the blanket up to cover your lower half
“Will he come in?” you ask continuing your painting, feeling strangely comfortable despite being half on display
He hums “Yeah…that’s him” you hear the door open, his hand moving up to cover your breasts for when his friend enviably walked in
“Moons you better not be moping in bed again I swear to Godric…well hello there” he announces his voice getting closer until he reaches the door smirking as he sees your rather intimate position
“Hi” you say shyly, trying to just concentrate on your painting “I’m filling in his tattoo” you unnecessarily elaborate
Sirius nods “You sure are…” it was like Remus could already imagine what he was going to say so he cut him off
“Pads don’t you dare” he warns eyeing his friend as his head rested on your shoulder “Now if you shall excuse us…” he sees his friend looking at him expectantly like he wants to know how “…as you can see we are rather busy making up for lost time” he kisses your cheek making you smile, still too nervous to face Sirius whilst only wearing Remus’ arm as a bra
“Okay fine but I want to know everything” he points at the two of you before mouthing to Remus ‘and I mean everything’ he motions with his body
“Pads I can see that in my peripherals” you say making Remus and Sirius chuckle the latter shouting a quick ‘bye’ as he leaves
You finish filling in the last flower “There” you turn your head to look at him “What you think?”
He smiles at it then you “I love it…maybe we should get you Pads’ machine and you can make this permanent” he says genuinely
“You think?” he nods
“Yup but right now” he nudges his nose with yours “Time for me to do the filling” he wiggles his eyebrows before cringing at his own statement “Can we strike that from my record?” you nod as both of you burst out in giggles
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Hiii for @storiesofsvu bingo: Duarte + holiday work party please. Super fluff? Maybe post him getting attacked by bx9???? Thanks!
a/n: So sorry this is so late! I completely forgot I had it in my drafts 😅
He absolutely did not want to go. Hated big stuffy parties where higher ups would come to look down on the people below them in ranks, and the boots and others with no officer ranks to their names would try to do anything to please their higher ups, anything to climb the ladder.
But then you’d mentioned one night as you were lying in his bed that you were going. And he knew he had to go too. Not cause you could go together—no one knew about the relationship—but because he wanted to see how you’d dress, and at the end of the night he’d sneak you away back to his place.
So he decided to go. But opted on using his cane instead of the chair he mostly used. The wounds on his legs hurt like hell if he moved too much, but he did not want others to see him in the chair or give empty sympathy.
You’d not been to happy when you showed up to pick him up and he stood outside in the cold, cane in hand. “Miguel—you shouldn’t put yourself through this torture. Let me go get you chair—“
“No. Please don’t. It’s enough torture going to this party. I don’t want the looks.” The pleading in his eyes boring into you.
“Okay but you have to sit as much as possible when we get there—no dancing for you.”
He wanted to say that the only dancing he wanted to do was with you even if he couldn’t.
You helped him into the car quickly, leaning over to kiss him once you were back in the drivers seat.
“You look beautiful, darling,” he murmured, taking your hand and lifting it to kiss it.
That made you chuckle. “You’ve not even seen the dress I’m wearing.”
"I'm sure I'll love it either way. You always look so good."
You looked at your boyfriend again, worry etching on your face. "You know, Miguel, we don't have to go tonight. We can go back up to yours and just spend the night on the couch."
Although it sounded like the best plan, he knew how much you wanted to go to the party. It was one of the few times you got to see your friends from across the different precincts.
"No. It's okay. I can manage a few hours."
You smiled at that, telling him you owed him for going.
"I know, that's one of the reasons I'll go to it."
~~~
All night he watched you dance and drink with your friends, ignoring advances made on you by other men and some women. He hated that he couldn't spend the night with you. Mike had wanted to show you off for so long, but he knew what could happen if people found out. The accusations that would be made towards him, and her were not worth the risk, and you had agreed to that.
Which was why, when you sauntered over to him at some point during the night he was really surprised. "y/n--"
"Hi Mike", you whispered, leaning over to kiss him. "I've missed you all night."
He looked around, then leaned back to kiss you again, "I missed you too."
~~~
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Polytheist & Pagan Asks - @khaire-traveler 🫶
🙏 - Which pantheon(s) do you actively worship?
i worship the Greek pantheon!
🌞 - Which deity(s) are you closest to/do you worship the most often?
as you can probably tell from my url, i’m an Apollo devotee :) i’m closer to him than i have been with any other deity, and i worship him every day.
✨ - Do you believe in patron deities? If so, do you have any that you know of?
i do, and Apollo is my patron! i found this out a year or so into worshipping him, and it brought me so much joy honestly 😭
🌍 - Which pantheons do you believe exist?
this is a tricky one! in my practice i exclusively worship the Theoi, however i’m not sure on the existence of other pantheons as i can’t speak for them. however, i firmly believe that people’s personal experiences have to be considered, so i’d probably say that i believe there’s truth in every religion. my main focus will always be the Theoi though, so i don’t really dabble or look into much else beyond interest.
📜 - Have you ever made an oath, vow, or contract with a deity? If yes, how did it go (you don’t have to share)?
i have not! my relationship with Apollo is very personal between him and i, and i’ve never felt as though i needed to make a “contractual agreement” in order to feel his love or demonstrate my devotion. lots of respect for those who have though!
📿 - What are three things you’re grateful to your deity(s) for?
1) his understanding and care when i don’t want to be understanding or caring towards myself. 2) his support on my journey, no matter the path i take. 3) his presence, and the signs he sends me exactly when and where i need them
🖋️ - If you could say anything to your deity(s) right now, what would you most want to say?
just a very simple, always appreciated “i love you”. because i truly do, with my whole heart.
💌 - What is your favourite form of deity communication?
my favourite (and go-to when i really need to talk with Apollo or get advice) is oracle cards, but i also appreciate dream messages!
🎭 - What is an emotionally impactful or a silly worship-related experience you’ve had?
a silly little one: i went shopping with my parents a few years back, and just before i left i was praying to Apollo about wanting to find something to honour him but not being able to afford a statue. i was in the kids section, looking for a little something for my little sister, and then i saw a mini figure and practically felt Apollo tell with excitement. it was a yellow care bear with a sun on its belly, no bigger than my hand, and now instead of speaking to a statue of Apollo when i’m at his altar i talk to a little yellow care bear that he wanted me to get for him 😅
❤️ - What’s one memory of your practice that you reflect the most fondly on?
there are so many memories, but one of my favourites is when i was really struggling mentally after being rejected from my dream drama school. i prayed and sent thanks for the opportunity to audition, but i was absolutely devastated especially because i’d worked so hard. i’d finished crying and was about to settle to sleep when i felt almost like blanket of warmth wash over me, and i swear to this day i “felt” a hand against my back. i really needed that, and i’m forever grateful to Apollo for loving me and knowing exactly how to look after me.
🥂 - What is your favourite devotional act or offering to give?
being a musical theatre student/actress, i devote every show i perform in to Apollo, which is one of my favourite ways to worship him. i also sing a LOT whilst divining/using oracle cards, so that would be a close second. in terms of physical offerings, i’ve always adored the “i’d give you my last ____” sentiment, so often if i’m having a snack like an orange, or a pack of sweets, i’ll give him the last bit of it as a reminder of my devotion.
🎉 - Do you celebrate any festivals? If so, which ones?
i don’t really! i celebrate the traditional pagan holidays (lammas, imbolc, samhain, yule, etc) but none really in regards to my deity worship.
🫂 - Do you syncretize any pantheons with one another? If so, which ones?
i don’t 😅
🔮 - Do you delve into topics like the occult or the mysteries? Do you do anything esoteric?
i am hugely into the occult, especially the paranormal and things like that. before i discovered spirituality i was a ghost hunting girl through and through, and i’ve never lost that fascination with the occult!
⭐️ - What is something you wish people outside your practice knew more about?
the fact that our mythologies aren’t meant to be read like the Bible and taken completely literally! a lot of them are products of their time, as well as teaching lessons and humans reflecting their own flaws and features onto divine beings.
📖 - Do you like the way your pantheon is most often portrayed in media? Why or why not?
not at all :( between lore olympus, percy jackson (which i love, don’t get me wrong), and portrayals of Greek mythology throughout the years, it can be so difficult to worship online or in public when people have extremely stereotypical views on the Gods. i understand consuming that content - you do you - but i wish people would seperate the real Gods from what they see on TV.
🏛️ - Do you have a favourite statue or temple to your deity(s)? If so, which ones?
i’m wracking my brain but i genuinely can’t think of a favourite, i adore them all 😅
🔥 - Do you have a favourite myth or tale from your pantheon or others?
the tale of Apollo and Hyacithus always makes me bawl, but i love it - it’s a tale of true devotion and love.
🧭 - What led you to your practice?
i was very into Greek mythology as a child, and my parents said when i was little i used to leave little gifts and have conversations with the Gods. i started worshipping the Theoi around halfway through high school when i researched into witchcraft after going to a fair near my house, but i like to think they’ve always been with me :)
🧿 - Did you have any spiritual beliefs before discovering your current practice?
i did! i’ve always been a believer in energy/divination/witchcraft/paranormal etc, and i was a practicing witch for a few months before i stumbled across hellenic paganism.
🪽 - Do you believe in angels and/or demons? If yes, do you worship/work with any?
this is a bit of a weird explanation but bear with me. i don’t believe in angels and demons in the biblical sense, but i do believe in non-human spirits that either have so much positive or negative energy attached to them that they achieve a demon or angel like status. so like a haunted house may not have a demon in it, but it may have a spirit that is so dark and powerful that it appears like a biblical demon.
🪄 - Do you practice witchcraft? If yes, do you keep it seperate from your deity worship?
i do, however i practice much less than i used to because my main focus is paganism. but sometimes i will invoke Apollo or other deities for spells (with their permission and after giving them offerings ofc).
🪦 - Do ancestors or human spirits play a big role in your practice?
not really - i’ve never felt much of an ancestral pull spiritually and i have a lot of respect for spirits so i prefer to let them be rather than actively involve them in my life.
🐾 - Do animal spirits play a big role in your practice?
nope!
🌱 - Does nature - plants, nature spirits, etc - play a big role in your practice?
i don’t particularly invoke nature spirits, however when worshipping Apollo sometimes i’ll devote time spent in nature or connecting with the sun and the elements to him.
💀 - Do you believe in ghosts? If yes, have you ever had an experience with one?
absolutely i do! i’ve had many many many experiences, but one of the most notable was in my house. i was watching a horror film (i’m a massive horror film fan) and the TV remote was on the arm of the chair i was sitting in. out of nowhere, the volume started going up - i had it on 23, and it turned all the way up to 100. the remote was completely still next to me, and when i picked it up to turn it back down NONE of the buttons were working. after about a minute, i managed to turn it off and my dog started barking. i called him and he started coming down the stairs, but stopped halfway and yelped - his body moved back up a step like he’d been kicked. he then sat on the top step and refused to come down, even when i held his favourite treats out in front of him. terrifying 😅
☄️ - Do you believe in astral travel/the astral realm? If so, have you been there before?
i believe in the steal realm, but i don’t think i’ve ever been there; it’s not particularly of interest to me to visit it, so i’d much rather hear other’s experiences and research rather than attempting to get to it.
(disclaimer: these beliefs are completely personal to me. if you disagree, that is perfectly okay and i’m glad that we all have the freedom to explore and worship in our own way <3)
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Meu Amor | Chapter 1
Summary: "I don't have time for boys, Taylor. Especially not football players. I want to make the most of this opportunity. Who knows the doors it can open for me."
"The ones of Rúben Dias' house are already open" she says with a smirk.
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When an unexpected promotion at your job as a journalist for Sky Sports, may end up not only changing your professional life, but also your personal one.
Author's note: I got the inspiration for this story while watching a basketball game and seeing a Spanish journalist who is married to one of the players. She has to work during many of his games, sometimes even having to interview him, and both of them always are super profesional.
The idea of writing it with Rúben is all thanks to my friend Ana (hi 👋🏻), who has been obssesed with him since the end of last season, and sending me photos and videos daily. You can thank her for it 😅
Thank you very much for reading, and I hope you like it! 💜
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“Ok, guys. I’ve got good news and bad news. Where should I start?”
“Bad news always first.”
“John had a fall last night while training, injured his knee pretty badly, and will be out for the rest of the year.”
“Oh my God, is he alright?”
“He is in a lot pain, but he is having surgery today. He told me not to worry, that he will be fine. But as much as it sucks, his bad news lead us to the good ones. One of you will be covering for him, and the lucky one is… Taylor!”
“Me? But what about Manu? Shouldn’t he be the one covering for John since he is his assistant?” Taylor asks.
“I was going to tell you once he came back from his holidays, but nevermind. He has accepted an offer to join the Champions League team. It’s less work, and that way he can help at home.”
“So that means that Taylor and I are the new John and Manu?” I ask.
“Exactly. Congratulations girls! Your first game will be the Manchester derby. Hope you enjoy it!”
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“Relax, girl. We’ll be ok and totally nail this, trust me” Taylor says, putting a hand on my leg and trying to make it stop moving.
“Oh, I’m not nervous. Well, maybe a bit. What I am the most, is excited” I reply. We are finally doing pitch side work, and I can’t wait.
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I finished my journalism degree two years ago. While most people knew the field they wanted to work in, I wasn’t sure, I liked too many things. But one day, after seeing a female journalist covering a football game, I said to myself: maybe I can do that too. I sent a curriculum to Sky Sports, and God knows why and how, they called me back.
I expected to spend most part of my time doing things for others, from getting coffees to ordering files. Just as you see on movies. But to my surprise, they had me join the Premier League team as an assistant.
During my first year, I helped transcribing the notes others took during games, turning them into articles for the website. They were articles about the smaller teams, those only their fans care about, but I was writing and my name was there.
One day, one of the guys I worked with had to cover for someone from the Big 6 team, aka, the most important clubs in the country, the ones everyone watched on tv. It was a Manchester United – Liverpool, and we weren’t watching it from home. We were at the stadium, sharing our spot with journalists from all around the country, seeing it all first hand. And I fell in love with it. This was what I wanted to do. To actually live the games and share that with those at home.
For some reason, Taylor read the article I wrote that day, asked around… And the following week I was working as her assistant and becoming part of the Big 6 team. I wasn’t writing anymore, but just being by her side during meetings and helping wherever I was needed, was enough. An all this was finally paying off, making me go back to Manchester and to the actual pitch side.
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“I’m going to the bathroom before we start. Can you make sure everything is ready and that no one ruins our spot?” Taylor says.
“Sure, don’t worry.”
We are at the Etihad, Manchester City’s stadium, the game starting in 20 minutes. The players are already warming up, and Taylor should be doing her live in just a bit. After that, we’ll stay close to the benches, taking notes during the game, reporting back during the halftime, and doing the interviews once the game is over.
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“Taylor, where are you?” I mutter, checking my watch for the 10th time since she left. If she doesn’t come back soon, she’ll miss the live.
As I turn back to look at the pitch and make sure that everything is alright, I see a guy just in the middle of our set. Great.
“Excuse me, sir” I say, walking towards him. “This is a tv set, you can’t be here.”
Nothing, he doesn’t move. He is typing on his phone, the world around him gone. I let out a sigh and try to talk to him again, this time closer. He is way taller than I expected, and his back is huge. Like two times mine. No, maybe three.
“Sir. Sir, this is a tv set, you must move” I say, raising my voice. But nothing. “Sir, please” I say again, touching his arm. Even though he is wearing a jacket, I can feel his bicep. And just as his back, it is huge.
“Oh, hi” he says, starting to turn to look at me.
“Hi, sorry” I say, my hand staying on his arm for longer than it should have. “This is a tv set and we should be having a live any minute now. You must move somewhere else.”
“Yes, yes, I’m very sorry” he replies, his eyes fixed on me.
“Ok, thank you” I say, clearing my throat. Why is he looking at me like that? Is there something on my face?
“Mr. Dias, hello!” Taylor says behind me. Finally! “Such a pity that you aren’t able to play today.”
“Yeah, I know. But please, I already told you. Call me Rúben” he says. Do these two know each other?
“Yes, my bad. Sorry. Could we get you for a halftime interview? Are you watching the game from the VIP area or here next to the bench?” Taylor asks him.
“Yes, of course. And I was going to watch it from upstairs, but I’ve changed my mind” he says, looking at me.
“Oh, great. Then if they give us green light, we’ll see you later.”
“Looking forward to it” he smiles.
“Who was that?” I ask Taylor as I watch him leave. Though before he completely disappears among the crowd, I see him turning around to look back at me, giving me another intense look from head to toe, one that makes me blush a bit. Or a lot.
“Rúben Dias.”
“That’s him?”
“Of course that’s him! You are the most thorough person I know, you check every single detail, and you didn’t recognize him? Him? Last season’s best player?”
“You know Manchester City isn’t my cup of tea” I shrug.
“And Chelsea isn’t mine and I still know all their players faces. Anyway, you should start to pay more attention to him. You’ve definitely caught his” Taylor winks.
“Me? What? No!”
“He only had eyes for you! And he looked at you on purpose when he said that he had changed his mind about from where he was going to watch the game.”
“That was just a coincidence.”
“That was not a coincidence and you know it.”
“That… Ugh, Taylor, we are here to work, not to flirt with players. And we have a live in…” I say, checking my watch “2 minutes! C’mon, we need to get ready!
“Fine, fine” she says, rolling her eyes.
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“He fancies you.”
“Taylor, please don’t start again. My head hurts” I say, closing my eyes and trying to find a comfortable position on my seat. We still have an hour left until the train makes it to London, and a nap would do me wonders.
“But it is the truth! He is super serious with his job, something he has in common with you. And he always gives his 100% and puts all his focus on it, even if he isn’t playing. But today? Today he couldn’t stop looking to the side, to where you were. And during the game, I also caught him looking at you a few times.”
“He was just probably looking at the pitch, at his teammates.” Though I must say I also looked at him a few times, and he wasn’t paying attention to the game. He was looking at us. At me.
“Seriously, girl. One of the hottest guys on the Premier League only had eyes for you today. You should be ecstatic!”
“I don’t have time for boys, Taylor. Especially not football players. I want to make the most of this opportunity. Who knows the doors it can open for me.”
“The ones of Rúben Dias’ house are already open” smirks.
“I’m serious, Taylor. You’ve been working for longer than a decade. I haven’t. I need this to work out.”
“I know. And I’m sorry. I promise I won’t play matchmaker anymore and will focus on our job. Unless he sends me a dm asking me for your number or something. That’s the only exception.”
“Fine” I say, giving up. “You need to tell me how you two met, tho.”
“We’ll leave that story for another day. Now try to rest, I’ll wake you up when we make it back to London.”
And as I close my eyes and try to sleep, my mind chooses to relive everything that has happened today. Especially the moments that involve him. Rúben Dias.
#ruben dias#ruben dias x reader#ruben dias fanfic#ruben dias imagine#ruben dias x y/n#football fanfic#football imagine
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“nine mutuals you want to know better” tag game!
Tagged by @sarenhale ! I didn't have access to my computer the past couple days so I'm a bit late, but this was a lot of fun!! Thank you for the tag <3
Last Song: lately I've been relaxing to the Hollow Knight OST (City of Tears best track) but in terms of lyrical music, I recently rewatched the music video for "Little Dark Age" by MGMT because its vibes are fucking impeccable and mesmerizing (I can watch it on repeat for hours)
Favorite Color: purple is my go-to answer (especially blue-ish purples), but I also really love dark greens and desaturated earthy colors so much
Last Movie/TV Show: I feel like I haven't been watching movies lately (I'm more of a show person because I like longer form narratives) but I think the last one I watched was "Better Off Dead" while I was visiting my family for the holidays. It was a weird/surreal but good time!
As for shows, I finally got around to watching Scavenger’s Reign!! Every aspect was just amazing, especially the worldbuilding and visuals. 2D animation is probably my favorite medium, so I'm really glad we're seeing more animation for adults that wants to tell a story instead of being a delivery device for lame sex jokes and cringe humor. OH ALSO DUNGEON MESHI!!! For a lot of the same reasons! Excited to watch the new episode tonight :>
Sweet / Spicy / Savory: I have a HUGE sweet tooth, so if I had to pick one, that would be it. Savory foods are great and I love them, I just have a leftover "now's your chance!" impulse from not being allowed much sugar as a kid that I can't seem to get rid of. I'm also weak to the "I deserve a lil treat" trap if I've got a bunch of sweet snacks around, so I have to be careful.
As for spicy….I am SO completely unable to handle spicy food it’s almost funny, but really it’s just tragic because I LOVE cuisines known for being spicy, like mexican and thai. If I eat out, I always have to be like “can you please make it mild?” and even then, if it's not seasoned for the babiest of babies, my mouth will burn and my weak, white-person tummy will hurt.
Relationship Status: I keep forgetting I’m getting married in less than six months. My partner and I got engaged like two years ago and have lived together for almost five, so my brain just defaults to "there’s probably a guy nearby" and doesn’t think much deeper on it than that.
Last thing I googled: "morels" because I was discussing mushrooms with my friend and those are some cool lookin' guys! Shaggy ink caps too!
Current Obsession: …….One Piece 😅 I was a big fan as a teen but only got as far as the Skypiea arc before I fell off reading/watching it. The hype over the new live action version reminded me the series existed, so I’ve been not so slowly making my way through again, picking up where I left off. I love how absolutely bonkers, there-are-no-rules, anime-ass-anime it is, but also how genuine and heartfelt it can be. I also enjoy how character-driven so much of the plot is which works because of how interesting the characters are (Chopper, Robin, and Franky are my favs). I just got to the timeskip, so I’m maybe…halfway through? between this and BG3, RIP my free time lol
Last Book: I've been reading through Seiji Yoshida's "Houses with a Story" (slowly, because I want to really take it in and savor it) and it's been a delight. Very relaxing and inspiring :>
(up next, I finally got copies of the Locked Tomb series, so soon I will be enjoying The Space Lesbians)
Looking forward to: Being able to organize and enjoy my "new" office space after some hectic days! My partner and I realized we barely spend any time in our bedroom except for sleeping, so we swapped my office into the bigger room in our apartment! There were some complications with getting the internet working on my PC, but we finally got it all smoothed out. Now I finally have all my books and sewing/crafting/creative stuff in one place without it feeling cramped or hiding things away in storage :>
Thank you again for the tag! I'm tagging @justagoos, @icicleteeth, @lunarliart, @saltsparkle, @fael-draws, @juliedillon, @ninamodaffari, @crabdominalpain, and the final slot for anyone else who wants to join in - but please don't feel obligated, this is just for fun! :>
#thanks again for the tag Saren :D#it was fun to read yours and I'm excited to read some for the people I tagged!#drew says words#personal.txt#tag game#long post
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Astrology of Ryan Reynolds
As Promised we’ll look at Ryan Reynolds chart! I Hope everyone had a good holiday yesterday
I’m using whole sign system
Virgo Rising which means his Mercury is his chart ruler and that’s in Libra 2h. Well I think shows why he’s so hilarious and charming with it😅. I do wonder though if he has a habit of being passive aggressive though but plays it off well LOL . He’s probably indecisive as well. But I’ll tell you what he would be a great writer and fashion icon if he pursued those things. Mercury Libra beautiful wordplay
His chart ruler is conj his fame asteroid, so he’s meant to be famous, well known and it would be in the arts(libra) 2h.
His aura is conj his Pluto in Libra 2h, he’s charming and has a easy going but powerful energy to him, fyi his wife Blake has aura in libra as well! They have the same energy but I’ll make a separate post of their synastry at another time
Scorpio stellium- listen I know astrology community talk a lot about Leo with acting but we need to talk about Scorpio placements being amazing actors as well. Scorpio can reach the depthness of emotion and bring it out onto stage. Using derivative houses Leo is 4 spaces from Scorpio. 4h is cancer which is ruled by the moon(emotions)
I’ll make a separate post on fame in astrology if y’all want?
His Sun conj Moon Scorpio-very private with his emotions in public but when he does open up, there’s a lot of depth there that you probably didn’t realize because he so humorous and charming but there’s more to him that meets the eye for sure.
Sun Conj Mars- this is so funny because men are nuts about him, I’ve see so many men say they have a man crush on him😅his Sun(public) connected to mars(men). The Sun also represents the entertainment industry and Mars represents action, action movies suit him well, (Deadpool fits him perfectly) also Scorpio so I think horror would be dope for him if he wanted to pursue that path.
The fact that his Sun conj his Moon &Mars; both men and women equally love him, this is really good for his career field because people will always want to work with him!
Mc(career+status) Gemini 22°(cap degree)- this just backs up what I said earlier about him being humorous to the public eye and the media(Gemini) with the 22°, his public image will only get better as he ages, and it has in many ways. Capricorn ages better as time go on, it’s like a Benjamin button affect.
Varuna (worldwide public and fame) Gemini 10h- having Varuna here is a great placement for fame
He has his vertex(fated meetings) in his 7h (partnerships) in Pisces w/ house rulers jupiter in Taurus 9h 29° and Neptune in Sagittarius 4h. Now vertex doesn’t always mean romantic partners, it just means you’ll meet people who helps you grow on a soulful level, not all fated meetings are meant to last. Now his vertex is in close relationships house, so the people close to him helps him be a better person! Especially his wife, Blake has a Mc Taurus! Their partnership is a soulful one, they both helped each other prosper especially career wise.
I Hope you all enjoyed this post
#astrology community#astrology#astro observations#knowledge#love astrology#birth chart#celebritybirthchart#derivative houses#natal chart#celebrity astrology#ryan reynolds
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Rejoice! For yours truly has arrived! >:D
I request for another matchup, because I can’t get enough of them <3 Also because last night, I dreamt about Lyney…? So I’m craving for a angsty story with a happy ending 😅
Anyways, I realize that you chose the men based on my “will-absolutely-marry-them” list (AKA the list of Genshin and HSR males I have a huge crush on), and I’d like to say that you’re not obligated to use ONLY the ones on the list. I’ll be happy with whatever ones you think suit me best 💕
Of course, you have the freedom to do whatever you like, so if you still want to choose them only by the list, that’s up to you!
Sincerely,
~Somewhat-a-tsundere-Anon~ 🫠
Notes: ONE OF MY FAVORITE CUSTOMERS!! Lol welcome back Somewhat-a-tsundere-Anon!! I’ll be honest it’s been a coincidence that you’ve been match with your favs! Yes I did take it into consideration but when picking who I’d match you with I really only chose based on personality only and not whether you may or may not be head over heels with them if that makes sense haha. I’m glad it’s turned out that way though! :> I hope you enjoy this one as much the others <3
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⛓ 𓆩 ♡ 𓆪. 🗡
I match you with: Wriothesley
Credits: ryuciii on pinterest
⛓ 𓆩 ♡ 𓆪. 🗡
He’s your outwardly intimidating boyfriend who's secretly the biggest softie in the world (although it’s kinda obvious to everyone except him).
He’d find you absolutely adorable, almost worth coddling in a way; for instance, your dislike for spiders, snakes, and wasps never fails to warm his heart in a weird way. Honestly, he likes it when you come to him to kill something for you.
A BIG softie. He’s big on flirting too, never wasting an opportunity to tease with something sweet and/or suggestive. If there’s an alarm going off in the Fortress of Meropide and it’s something minor he knows the others can handle, he’ll literally stay with you and cover your ears for you to block out the noise.
Otherwise, he’ll waste no time pressing a kiss to your cheek before he’s running out to take care of business; all so the alarm will be turned off sooner and you can rest easy.
He is your BIGGEST hype man when you’re being overly confident. Even if you’re in the wrong, he will back you up and defend you with no hesitation.
Avid supporter of any shenanigans you find yourself in, willing to go along with them and cause a bit of mischief. On a rare day he may scold you and hold you in his office lest you cause others trouble, but more often than not he’s accompanying you.
A huge fan of physical touch, but will only indulge in what you’re comfortable with. If you let him, he’ll happily sit at his desk with you in his lap as he works the hours away whilst you do your own thing.
He may purposefully phrase something in a confusing manner, chuckling when you’re wandering around clearly confused. You STILL don’t know the layout of the Fortress of Meriopide and Wriothesley finds it very endearing.
He will not hesitate to beat someone up or even kill someone for you. Depending on your morals and how bad the offense was the perpetrator may be suspiciously missing from the fortress the following day; spoiler alert: no one cares that they’re gone.
Wriothesley will do grand gestures for you during special holidays since he knows you can be a bit of a romantic. Even if you object he’ll still find a way to shower you with love and praise on that special day; don’t be mistaken, he does that everyday, but on special days he’ll amp his efforts tenfold.
Que memories of cheesy valentine’s day with a huge bouquet of roses Wriothesley prepared himself, with heartfelt letters and fancy dinners. If you really don’t like that, he is happy to spend a more casual day with you but he will definitely have something up his rolled up sleeves for later.
If you tease him by yanking or playing with his tie, he will be putty in your hands. You can tell him to commit a crime and he’d do it for you. “I’m already in the Fortress of Meropide anyway. What are they going to do? Kick me out?” You had to scold him for that comment.
There was a time where he was nervous you’d leave him, when you learned of his past, but when you not only reassured him, but held him close to you after he confined in you…; let’s just in that moment he knew you were the only one for him.
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“Sweetheart, why are you so far away?” Wriothesley is pouting because you’re on the other side of the room, hyperfocused on the task at hand. You ignore him as you put your best effort forth to finish before he walks over to you; you know the moment he has you in his arms you’ll be unable to focus.
Wriothesley picks up on it, of course he does, but he blatantly ignores it as he makes his way over to you. You’re working fast now, determined to get this done. You miraculously finish your task right as Wriothesley plops himself behind you, drawing your back firmly against his chest.
You swear he purrs as he buries his head into your shoulder, nuzzling you. You can only sigh in faux exasperation as you finally allow yourself to relax, melting into his touch.
“I missed you.” Wriothesley murmurs. “I was in the same room with you the whole day.” You laugh as you dismiss his sentiment, but he only grunts, ignoring you.
“You big baby.” “Only yours.” His words cause your face to warm and a soft giggle to escape you, and the sound brings a smile to his face.
“Can we spend the rest of the day like this?” His question doesn’t even seem like a question to you; he already knows the answer. When you lean into him further, placing your hands on top of his, he knows his assumption was correct.
Dedicated to,
☆⋆｡𖦹°‧★ somewhat a tsundere anon ⁺˚⋆｡
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“Also, can I just be CLEAR that I don't think Marisol is the endgame as of right now? Showing up at the start of the season for whatever purpose doesn't mean she can't be gone by like, week five”
Sorry in advance because I’m not saying you absolutely said as fact she’s coming back but have we got confirmation she is yet? Or is this still just based on your assumption she’d be the one likely to come back (I just wanna make sure I didn’t like miss an announcement or something that’s all 😅😅)
Me personally I keep going back and forth on who it would be. Because N does at least have a little more “establishment” compared to M, and with so few episodes to waste for season 7 having that base ground already there might help…. However like you’ve said before, Eddie is the one between the two that typically is established as having their LI have nothing to do with the 118. So they could continue that trend. Or maybe Tim will just say we have 10 episodes let’s just pretend they were both fever dreams and are gone and *hand waving distraction* with a really cool big disaster lol.
No announcement yet! We're just waiting for filming to start at this point - possibly today (the 3rd) with holiday festivities officially in the rear view?
Thank you for understanding that I've never said I have evidence or facts to back up Marisol being back at the beginning of the season. But it IS something I feel strongly about because of the things I've outlined regarding Buck and Eddie's individual histories and the fact that, honestly...I have no faith in ABC to "demand" the transphobe got the boot.
Lest we forget that Cocoa remained employed despite her blatant homophobia? Or the fact that the big "worry" from Buddie fandom for a couple years was that Disney controlled *everything* and would tell 9-1-1 to tone down anything gay/say no to Buddie? But now that the show is actually on the network ran directly by Disney...the people above in rank are looking out for the LGBTQ+ community?
How does that work?
I totally get what you are saying about Natalia having the established "place" in Buck's life whereas Eddie was just getting to know Marisol, but I think that's what works in Marisol's favor? This was suggested to me by someone else and I think it's a great point: We can say Natalia is a poor fit because of her occupation, or because of how she reacted to Buck's chaotic life, or her thinking what he'd been through was "cool".
But Marisol?
What do we know about her?
What's her job status besides a DIY-er?
How does she feel about Eddie having a preteen?
How does the 118 feel about her? Will we actually see Buck around her, unlike Ana?
As I said in the post you referenced, she's not the endgame in my eyes, and it's because we know nothing.
Is she the long term plan? Is she a placeholder just so Buck and Eddie aren't single at the same time again? My gut says it's more so the latter at the moment, at least for part of the season because a whole 10 episodes with NO movement is not gonna help the "allegations" nor will it allow the new(er) audience to become invested in the personal lives of the characters the way they will be for Bathena and Madney and Henren.
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Sorry there are so many but i am sooo curious 👀👀👀
For the fanfic writer emoji asks:
😅🤡😈✍️🎢🎶⛔🌞❌🧐🏆📈🦅👀💞🧠(<- for Tim)🤩🤲🎉⌛🤯
😅 What's a story or scene you've created that you're a smidge embarrassed exists?
hmmm none come to mind immediately bc I mean I’m pretty chill with everything I’ve made existing, but I suppose if I were to write Meet the Family again I’d definitely change a few bits that kinda make me :/ now lol
🤡 What's a line, scene, or exchange you've written that made you laugh?
“… Janet had money. And Helena’s birthday was soon… though a summer home seemed a bit extreme. Perhaps just a holiday would be enough.”
every so often I think of this line again and realise I’ll never actually live up to it
😈 Has there been a point in a story where you did something just to be playfully mean to your readers?
hmmm if nothing else I think I do plan to be lmao
✍ Do you have a beta reader?
not in the slightest everyone is just lucky if I even give it a second look before posting, that’s why I have to constantly go back and fix misspellings bc I never double check 😅
🎢 Which of your fics would you call your wildest ride?
Definitely Every Good Gold Digger, I mean it has the most going on (pretty sure it makes up over half of my total word count on ao3) and if you actually stop to consider the premise it’s literally two people that never meet in canon going through the most frustrating speed dating slow burn I can create while also being interspersed with random time jumps so I can tell a story that takes place over several years. So I’d say the rest is pretty tame haha
🎶 Do you listen to music while you write? What song have you been playing on loop lately?
Not often actually bc most of my writing actually happens in classes where my background sound is the teacher I should be listening to lol
⛔ Do you have a fic you started, but scrapped?
Wire Bird was supposed to get a chapter two but it was frustrating me to no end so I just abandoned it
🌞 Do you have a preferred time of day to write?
No, just whenever I have the time and motivation I suppose
❌ What's a trope you will never write?
Bad parents Jack and Janet drake my beloathed. I can’t even read it without having a physical reaction like literally I get completely thrown out of the story and just need to like cool off 😭 drake defender til I die
🧐 Do you spend much time researching for your stories?
I start writing and then the research happens on the go 💪💪 I didn’t even know Brassempouy existed before chapter three of EGGD
🏆 What's your most popular fic?
Based on hits, Every Good Gold Digger. Based on kudos, Meet the Family. But considering EGGD has far more subscriptions by far and also it’s definitely the one I’m more well known for so I’m going to give it the crown
📈 How many fics do you have?
On ao3, 24, and then there’s another from an ask I’ve been meaning to upload, and then there’s various half-finished wips that may or may not turn into anything lol
🦅 Do you outline fics or fly by the seat of your pants?
TECHNICALLY some of them have had outlines but very few of them remain true to them so mostly I make it up so long as I have the main story beats in mind
👀 Tell me about an up and coming wip please!
still working on the dick kidnapping one, so far he’s on patrol with Bruce and living his best reckless life. In version one anyways. Version two has him already caught and he is a significantly grumpier teen lmao we’ll see which version wins out
💞 Who's your comfort character?
Probably Tim or Janet I’m very partial to them, though Bart definitely appears as my art blorbo he’s everywhere in my sketchbooks so I suppose the three of them. I’m not very good at narrowing things down
🧠 Pick a character, and I'll tell you my favorite headcanon for them. (Tim)
Ooooo. You know considering how often I think about him this question should probably be far easier but alas. He’s a total mama’s boy, but that’s basically canon, so I won’t count that. I think he ate crayons as a kid, but that’s not a favourite headcanon. I like to imagine him as an animal lover, because I genuinely can’t really imagine someone not like that, so I suppose that would be my favourite, bc it’s the trait I always give him even if I never say it
🤩 Who is your favorite character to write?
Tim definitely I never stop thinking about him which makes the whole process very streamlined
🤲 Would you please share a snippet of a wip?
of course I would
“ “We didn’t do much golf, to be honest,” Jack murmured, dropping his head into his hands suddenly. “Janet. Janny. I made out with Bruce Wayne in the golf range bathrooms.” He peeked at her through his fingers. “Stop laughing at me.” ”
I’m just going to leave you all with that 👍👍
🎉 What leads you to consider a fic a success?
When I link it to here and everyone gets excited in the notes 💪💪💪 those first five minutes after posting is like ambrosia to me
⌛ How long does it take you to write a fic, or a chapter?
It varies so widely, some chapters get done in a matter of hours meanwhile I’m on like two weeks for this one lmao
🤯 What's a genre you struggle with as a writer (ex. romance, action, etc.)?
I mean before I would have said romance but I actually think I’m doing pretty well at it, so maybe action honestly? My strength is definitely slice of life and fluff so sometimes I feel like my action can feel a bit off pace yknow
Thank you so much for the ask <3 it was very fun going through them all :)
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