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mi-rae07 · 5 months

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captain hongjoong finds out his s/o pretended as a human on his ship when she’s actually a mermaid! so he kicks her out but regrets it after realizing she’s vulnerable but he was too late when he went off to find her getting harrassed and killed by merchants :(

Kim Hongjoong : Our Destiny

Pairing : Kim Hong-Joong (Ateez) and named character (Moon Hera)

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A/n : Okay so this took a long, long time to process and I'm sorry about that but I was just working on lot of other works and now I finally have some time to process the inbox requests. I have made a few changes here and there in the storyline (maybe), but let's hope it is to your liking. As usual, I've tried my best and I hope ya'all enjoy it.

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Hongjoong stared at his love who was lying fast asleep beside him, her hazel brown locks covering a part of her face. Hongjoong brought his hand towards her and slowly brushed the hair back, a loving smile on his face.

Moon hera was the only person hongjoong could go soft for in this planet, she was the only person hongjoong could do anything for.

Hera : joongie?

Hongjoong : yes sweetheart?

Hera smiled as she slowly opened her eyes, hongjoong's happy face being the first thing she saw. Oh how she loved him being the first and last thing she set her eyes on.

Hera : good morning.

Hongjoong smiled wider and held hera's cheek, leaning forward before capturing her lips in his. Hera wrapped her arms around hongjoong's neck with a giggle, hongjoong chuckling as he whispered against her lips

Hongjoong : my beautiful lady.

Hera : all yours.

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Hera was standing on the bow of the ship, staring down at the water beneath her with intent eyes. She missed it, missed being in the sea, surrounded by her own realm. She was a shape-shifting mermaid, one of her kind. She could have human legs when she wanted, and change it to a mermaid tail when she got on the water and required it. But it had been a long time since she was a mermaid in water, and she missed it.

Mermaids were looked down upon by everyone, and hence her kind rarely came out of the water, scared the others would kill them. Hera had been one of the very few that had come out and lived among the common folk without getting killed, and that was only because no one knew she was a mermaid in here. And being known as hongjoong's lover, came with it's own respect and fear. So no one questioned her, fearful of hongjoong's wrath.

Hera flinched as she felt a loud splash in the water beneath her, the sight of a mermaid tail suddenly being visible to her. Hera's eyes widened as she stepped back, hoping no one had seen that. If she was seen talking to a mermaid, everyone would know hera was one herself.

As only a mermaid could communicate to another one. Hera had to leave.

But before hera could run away she felt the mermaid jump up from the water, landing right onto the ship in front of hera.

Hera : no. no-

The mermaid in front of her smiled, not knowing she was putting hera's life in complete danger.

??? : I am marina, daughter of your mother's sister.

Here looked around with scared eyes as she said

Hera : please, you-you can't be here-

Marina : I wish to talk with you.

Hera : we can't. marina, I can't. if anyone finds out I'm a mermaid-

Marina : but this is important, hera. It is about your mother.

Hera : I have cut all ties with her! I am no longer her daughter. Now please, please go back-

Hongjoong : SWEETHEART? WHERE ARE YOU!

Hera felt her heartbeat quicken in fear at hongjoong's voice. If he found out, she would be done for.

Hera : oh lord. No no-

Hera froze as she felt footsteps halting right behind her, a small gasp heard around the deck. Marina's eyes widened as she swiftly jumped back into the water, vanishing from sight. Hera closed her eyes, her heart completely breaking as she realized it was all over.

Hongjoong : he-hera?

Hera turned around slowly, the look hongjoong was currently giving her tearing hera apart. What had she done, why hadn't she told him before? Why did she betray him?

Hera : joong, please.

Hongjoong let out a shaky breath and turned around, walking away with no more words. Hera quickly ran after him, holding his wrists with her trembling hand as she said

Hera : no please. Please listen to me-

Hongjoong : listen to your lies? Again?

Hera : hongjoong-

Hongjoong turned around with teary eyes, hera blinking her eyes as she stepped back

Hongjoong : no hera, if you'd told me that you were a mermaid, I would've still loved you. Because my love for you was never based on who you were, or what you were. I loved you for you, I loved you for the trust you put in me and the trust I could put in you. But that's gone now. I would've loved you, and I would've protected you until I died. But no. you didn't fucking trust me so you lied to me.

Hera : hongjoong I was scared!

Hongjoong : I DON’T CARE HERA! You fucking lied to me!

Hera stared at hongjoong, tears falling down her eyes as hongjoong continued

Hongjoong : I trusted you with my entire life, I loved you with my entire soul, hera. But you tore it all apart.

Hera : I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry please forgive me-

Hongjoong : I want you out of the ship when we harbor on the next island.

Hera's eyes widened in fear. No. no, she would die the moment she stepped out of this ship.

Hera : oh no no. hongjoong no please-

Hongjoong did not bother listening further and walked to his room in the ship, hera running behind him while still pleading desperately. But hongjoong paid no heed to any of it. And when he finally reached his room, he got inside and shut the door right before hera could get in, locking it. Hera banged on the door, tears streaming down her cheeks as she said

Hera : PLEASE! PLEASE DON'T LET THEM TAKE ME AWAY HONGJOONG!

Hongjoong sat down on his bed with a thud, tears dropping down his eyes. Hera sobbed, banging harder against the door as she said

Hera : please, they'll kill me! Hongjoong, you can't let me die!

Hongjoong could not keep her here any longer either, she had betrayed him.

Hera : HONGJOONG I LOVE YOU! YOU KNOW I LOVE YOU, WHY WON'T YOU LISTEN TO ME!

Hongjoong shut his eyes tightly, tears falling down his cheeks. Hera cried harder, her bangs getting weaker as she said

Hera : PLEASE! PLEASE don't…don't let me go.

Hongjoong face scrunched up in pain as he heard hera slide down the wall, her sobs still coming through the wood. Hongjoong brought his hands up to his ears, clasping them shut as tears streamed down his own eyes.

Hongjoong : I'm sorry, hera-ya.

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Hera flinched as she felt the thud of the ship harboring against land, quickly standing up as her breathing got heavy. She was going to have to leave now, hongjoong was going to make her leave. Just as hera was about to try and hide somewhere the door behind her opened, revealing a red eyed hongjoong. His gaze turned cold at the sight of her as hera said

Hera : joong, please listen to me-

Hongjoong : no. step out or I will have to do the deeds myself, moon hera.

Hera pressed her lips together, looking at hongjoong with desperate eyes as she said

Hera : so what about our love, hongjoong? What about all the years we spent together and all the promises we made to each other? What about our future-

Hongjoong : there will be no future for us anymore, hera. Because love is made from trust, and that you have now broken, in the same way you have broken our promises. The years we spent together is nothing but a lie anymore, hera. None of those have any values anymore so leave while you still can.

Hera sniffled, her eyes lowering to the floor as she said in a low voice

Hera : I was scared you wouldn't accept me, hongjoong. I loved you, I wanted you and I thought you'd never love me back if I said I was a mermaid.

Hongjoong : well now you've lost everything, hera. Go back to the sea, and never return, for your own good.

The sea would never accept her, but hera didn't say that out loud and hongjoong didn't know it either. And so hera turned around, walking towards the exit of the ship as she stepped out. Her hands covered her mouth, muffled sobs leaving her lips as she didn't dare look back. Because if she were to see hongjoong's face one more time, she was afraid she'd never be able to go away on her own.

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2 days later :

Seonghwa : hongjoong, if you're going to keep drinking like this I'll be carrying your dead body within a week.

Hongjoong groaned as he took another sip of the ale, leaning back against the bar stool as he said

Hongjoong : let me be, hwa.

Seonghwa : if you loved her so much, why did you ask her to leave, hongjoong?

Hongjoong : because she's a bloody mermaid, hwa. She lied to me, she broke my trust. How can I keep her on my ship after such treachery?

Seonghwa : she must've been scared, hongjoong-ah. This world is not fair to her kind.

Hongjoong : I loved her, hwa, and she knew it. Shouldn't she have known I'd accept her as whatever she was? She just didn't trust me, so I asked her to leave. She'll go back to the sea now, where she truly belongs.

Seonghwa : and you're going to wreck yourself like this, crying over her but not taking her back because of this ego of yours.

Hongjoong had another gulp of the ale as he said

Hongjoong : let us just call it my destiny.

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A week later :

To say the least, hera was struggling. Hiding in the land was very hard, especially since she couldn't trust anyone as everyone knew her to be hongjoong's lover. She had to beware of not only humans who hated mermaids, but also hongjoong's million other enemies who'd be waiting to capture her and use her as bait. They didn't know he'd thrown her out, did they?

Hera had been living in an abandoned hut near the woods for the past few days, having whatever scraps of food she could attain from around her. But now she was facing a problem, there was no more food left around her. Hera was now sitting with her back against the wooden wall, the only source of light coming from the rusty window she'd opened a while ago for fresh air.

Just as hera was about to close her eyes in order to sleep, she suddenly heard footsteps coming closer to her. Hera's eyes widened, quickly pressing her ears against the wooden wall as she could now hear the small chuckles and voices as well. And the worst part? They were talking about trades and treasures, and it were male voices. That only meant one thing, they were pirate merchants, the kind that despised mermaids, especially if it were a woman.

Hera suddenly felt her heart beat faster in fear as she felt the sudden need for hongjoong. He had always protected her, he always kept her behind him and shielded her from the worst. But now, now she was all alone.

Hera stood up from her place quietly and decided to sneak out the back door of the small hut, thinking the merchants would enter from the front. But as soon as she opened the door, she was thrown right onto the ground, a group of 5 men with dirty smirks on their faces standing all over hera's weak body lying on the ground.

??? : look who we have here, a pretty lady.

??? : she's kim hongjoong's lady, sir.

The man who seemed to be the boss chuckled, leaning down as he placed a finger against hera's trembling lips. And from that touch itself hera felt disgusted, wanting to get away from this man. He reeked of alcohol, and bad omen.

??? : even better.

Hera shook her head frantically, tears already filling her eyes as she said shakily

Hera : please! Please let me go I don't have any money on me at all-

??? : who said we want money from you? We want something else entirely.

Hera's eyes widened as one of the other men chuckled and kneeled down, pulling her up by the collar before tearing her long skirt till mid-way. Hera screamed as the man's nail dug into her thigh skin, her tears falling onto the floor as she realized what they were about to do.

Hera : pl-please. Please don't do this, I will do anything please-

??? : anything?

Hera sobbed, looking up at the man as he said

??? : will you kill kim hongjoong for us, then?

Hera whimpered, her eyes lowering to the floor at that. There was no way she could kill the man she loved, because her kind only loved once. Hongjoong was the man she chose, even if he'd thrown her away now. She wouldn't give him up for anything, not even her own life.

Hera : I can-cannot.

The man smiled, nodding towards the other man who was still holding hera by the collar before saying

??? : tear it all off, han.

Hera shut her eyes tightly as the man's hand started touching her in places it never should, realizing this was the end of it all.

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Hongjoong ran his hand through his already messy hair, feeling as if something was terribly wrong. Hera's locket that she'd once given him the day they'd confessed their love for each other kept vibrating in hongjoong's hand. Ever since she's gone he hadn't taken it off of his pocket. But he had no idea what it meant, the vibrations, but he felt as if it indicated that something was wrong. And even worse? The locket kept telling him that the danger was ahead of him, in land. Except hongjoong had thought hera would've gone back to the sea, where it was safer for her. What the hell was she still doing on land?

Seonghwa : hongjoong?

Hongjoong flinched, turning back around as he looked at his bestfriend. And just by looking at hongjoong's worried pale face, seonghwa knew something was wrong with hera.

Seonghwa : is it her?

Hongjoong looked at the still vibrating locket as he said

Hongjoong : I feel like something's happening to her, seonghwa, something bad.

Seonghwa : then go to her, captain.

Hongjoong : I…I want to but I don't know where she is. She's supposed to be in the sea, seonghwa! Where she belongs. Why the hell is she on land, and why didn't she tell me if she were going back there-

Seonghwa : because you threw her out, hongjoong. You said you wanted nothing with her anymore, how can she come back to you then?

Hongjoong let out a breath, looking back down at the locket as seonghwa placed his hand on hongjoong's shoulder before saying

Seonghwa : you love her, captain. You know it, and the locket knows it. You will know where to find her, or that stone will lead you to her.

Hongjoong looked up at seonghwa as he asked

Hongjoong : you think so?

Seonghwa : I know so. Go get your lady, captain. And be safe.

Hongjoong let out a small smile before patting seonghwa's hand on his shoulder

Hongjoong : thank you, hwa.

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Hongjoong was panting by the time he'd run up to wherever the locket was leading him. He was now standing in a meadow right outside the woods, the only thing being here other than bare land being a small hut that seemed to be abandoned. It was evening by now, and the sun was slowly setting. The woods would soon be dangerous but the locket kept urging hongjoong to go further.

But the vibrations grew faster as hongjoong neared the hut, and he realized that the door was slightly ajar. Hongjoong laid his hand on his knife's hilt before kicking the door open, his eyes widening at the sight in front of him.

Hongjoong quickly dropped the locket, rushing towards hera who was lying on the floor, her body half bare and bleeding in certain places. And as hongjoong dropped to his knees beside her with tears in his eyes, he could see that a knife was jammed deep into her stomach.

Hongjoong : h-hera, hera no. no no no.

Hongjoong quickly placed her body on his lap as he held her pale cheek, hera's eyes slowly fluttering open at the movement as she muttered hoarsely

Hera : hong-hongjoong?

Hongjoong sniffled as he nodded his head furiously, holding hera's body closer to him as he said

Hongjoong : who did this to you, hera. Why…why are your clothes-

Hera : I was raped.

Hongjoong's heart dropped at her words, his tears streaming down his cheek as he whispered

Hongjoong : no. no! hera you told me you'd go back to the sea! I thought you were going back-back to your family not to this…this place! I…I no no no-

Hera : my family would nev-never accept me, hongjoong. They'd kill me.

Hongjoong sobbed, hating himself for not realizing that sooner. He could have saved her from this, he let this happen to her.

Hera : and now I…I am going to die.

Hongjoong : no, no you cannot die. I will take you to a doctor-

Hera : it is too la-late, hongjoong. I have…I have lost too much blood.

Hongjoong looked around as he realized hera was right, there was too much blood on the floor and too less inside her body. Hongjoong sobbed helplessly, his hand around hera tightening as he said

Hongjoong : I am so sorry, love. I am so sorry I let this happen to you. I should've protected you, I never-never should've let you go. This is all my fault-

Hera : hongjoong.

Hongjoong whimpered as hera placed her bloody hand on his cheek, smearing it with her blood as she whispered with a small smile

Hera : this is my destiny, it is not your fault. God has willed it, and it has happened.

Hongjoong : damn the god, and damn this destiny of ours.

Hera : if it weren't for destiny I wouldn't have known your love, joong. My life…my life would've been so bare. It would've been long, but bare.

Hongjoong : if it weren't for me you wouldn't be in this position, hera! You would have lived.

Hera : I would choose you even if I were to know that this is how we'd end, joong, again and again. For I'd rather live a short life filled with your love and happiness than live immortal with no one to love me or no one to love.

Hongjoong sobbed, shaking his head as hera groaned in pain before saying

Hera : your love has made my life complete, and now I will die happily.

Hongjoong : this is not fair, why is it you and not me. Why-why couldn't I have been the one dying. You are innocent, this should've been my punishment.

And then hongjoong thought, maybe this is my punishment.

Hera : because I have one last thing to ask of you, hongjoong. I-I wish to go back to the sea.

Hongjoong stared at hera as she said with a small smile

Hera : after I die, put my body back to my own realm, hongjoong, where I belonged once. The sea gave me my life, and now I will give back to it. Will you do that for me, love?

Hongjoong cried, nodding his head before saying

Hongjoong : yes, yes I will.

Hera smiled, looking at hongjoong one last time before saying

Hera : I love you, hongjoong.

And hongjoong watched as the life slipped out of hera's eyes, the locket ceasing to vibrate as hongjoong wailed, cradling his lover's dead body ever so close to his chest. He could no longer hear her heart beat against him, and he could no longer feel his. As she had taken his heart away along with her, and now he was all but a mere body.

Hongjoong cried until the sun set, feeling hera one last time against him.

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Hongjoong was now standing at the tail of a boat he had stolen from the harbor a few hours ago, having set sail deeper into the sea before the owner could catch up to him at all. It had been a few hours since and hongjoong was far away from land and his own ship, hera's body still held close to him. She had wanted to go back to the sea, and now hongjoong would go with her.

Hongjoong walked closer to the edge of the boat with hera lying limp in his arms, her half torn skirt blowing against the wind as hongjoong looked up at the star filled sky with tear-filled eyes. How hard had his life been?

Hongjoong : you said love meant sacrifice once, didn't you? And I told you that love meant co-existence. That if you were to go one day, if you were to die, then I'd die with you. My heart and my soul is yours, moon hera, as yours was mine. And now you have taken it all away with you, leaving me with nothing but a lifeless body.

Hongjoong looked back at hera, his tear falling onto her pale face that glittered against the moonlight as hongjoong smiled. She still made him feel like he was soaring through the skies, she still brought him more happiness than anyone else could give, she was still his hera.

Hongjoong : I go where you go, and if it is to the sea, then the sea it is. Or if it is to the heavens, then there I will follow.

Hongjoong leaned down, kissing hera's forehead one last time before whispering

Hongjoong : I love you, my heart.

And saying that hongjoong let himself fall into the water, hera's body still held in his. And as he felt his body be swallowed up by the water, his lungs filling with the same water that once provided him his life, his hand still held hera's cold limp ones. Hongjoong looked at her one last time, the sea causing her brown hair to flow all around her and the water making her look even paler than she already was. He could no longer see her blue eyes that were almost the same color as the water that was now killing him, but he could imagine it.

And with her beautiful eyes in mind he closed his own, letting the sea take them wherever it willed. But wherever it was, they'd be together, hongjoong and hera. And that was all he cared about.

And then the two lifeless lovers’ bodies hit the bottom of the sea, their interlocked hands glittering under the sea water, where they’d both first held hands.

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5 Centuries later :

Hongjoong woke up from his sleep gasping, looking frantically around him as he realized that he was still on the same bus going back to his home after a full day of work at the city corp. Hongjoong sat up straight against the bus seat, placing his hand against his racing heart as he realized it was just a dream. A dream where he was a pirate and in love with a girl he'd never even seen before who had caused his own death. Hongjoong could still feel the sea water in his lungs, the ocean surrounding his body. God, that was just terrible, he thought.

Hongjoong looked forward as the bus stopped to pick up a few other people, a pale hand with long glittering nails wrapping around the bus safety rod as a person entered the bus. Hongjoong's widened eyes stared at the lady as she smiled at the kid sitting in front, walking up to the back where hongjoong was sitting as she brushed her hair back. That same brown hair, the same blue eyes that seemed to reflect the sea in it and those same rosy lips. No, fucking, way.

Hongjoong held the lady's wrist before she could walk past him as he felt his heart race, feeling as if someone had just sent a shock through his veins as hongjoong asked

Hongjoong : I'm sorry may I just…could I know your name?

The lady frowned, confused at this random man asking her name. hongjoong's eyes fell to the skin that was exposed due to her crop top, a small birthmark like scar decorating the same place hongjoong had seen hera being stabbed in his dream. Hongjoong's eyes widened as the lady answered, her voice sounding almost like a dream to hongjoong

??? : moon hera.

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blueisquitetired · 1 year

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When you got time, do you have any tips on writing Ingo and Emmets dialogue? I really like how you write them but I can't seem to get their speech down. It's mainly Ingos which is annoying since he canonical has more dialogue than Emmet.

Oh thank you!! I’m glad you enjoy- writing these boys dialogue is one of my favorite parts of writing and has made me seriously consider how I write speech for every character I do. It’s been great practice!

Okay, actual advice time lol.

HOW TO WRITE INGO AND EMMET

(According to me, Blue)

(Now, keep in mind that there isn’t one true way to write the boys, and this is just how I personally write them. Take this with a grain of salt)

When you’re first starting out writing the boys I recommend writing dialogue in your own voice and then submasifying it.

For example, let’s take this dialogue and transform it:

“Sorry I’m late for work! My dog chewed through my nice pants so I had to find some new ones! It’s been a bit of a rough day today, not gonna lie.”

So starting with Ingo-

Ingo talks extremely formally and is super long winded. When writing dialogue for him, try to imagine a fancy British butler who uses long words and long sentences. Replace normal words with more “fancy” ones and use more words then you really need to. (A thesaurus can be extremely useful for this)

“My sincerest apologies for my tardy arrival!”

Then, pepper in train terms as much as possible. If he goes three sentences without saying something train related, find a way to stick one in. If you’re stuck, look up a list of train words and take inspiration (I’ll include a list of train expressions I commonly pull from at the bottom of the post) (Make sure to use “Bravo!” and “All aboard!” whenever applicable as well)

“I awoke to the unpleasant surprise of joltik holes in my trousers this morning- which delayed my cab significantly as I was forced to find an undamaged pair!”

I personally strive to use consonants (stuff like I’d, we’ll, don’t) as little as possible with the boys. For Emmet it’s to add to the choppiness of his dialogue and for Ingo it’s because that man would rather use fifty words when one will do. (It also makes them sound more professional!)

“Honestly, after a morning like this one, I pray that the remainder of today’s tracks prove to be much smoother.”

Another thing to keep in mind is that Ingo is extremely polite while Emmet is a bit more blunt. Try to use titles like “sir” and “miss” when writing Ingo- and then just don’t bother with Emmet.

Next up is Emmet, who I personally find much harder then Ingo! Unlike Ingo who’s dialogue you need to add words to, Emmet you need to subtract and simplify! This is the post I originally read to kinda get the jive of things, but here’s my pointers!

First off, figure out what concepts the are being expressed in your sentence, and split those apart.

“Sorry I’m late for work!” has two parts- an apology and an acknowledgment that the person is late. For Emmet we would want to split this single sentence into two.

“I am Emmet! I am late! Sorry!”

Next is vocal ticks! Emmet has several, and they should ideally be sprinkled in sparingly through his dialogue. (You can see that I used ‘I am Emmet’ in the previous section)

‘I am Emmet’ should be used when he is joining a conversation or when he’s about to say something about himself. It CAN be used more then once in a single conversation- but try not to overdo it.

‘Verrrrrrrry’ is another one! Other submas authors have him roll the r on other words as well, but I stick with verrrrrry. This one is easy to use- just extend the word very with extra Rs and use very whenever naturally applicable.

‘Yup’ is one as well- and one I admittedly don’t use often. It rarely jives with the way I write Emmet so I usually don’t bother- but you should definitely keep it in mind!

And of course, train terms! Less often then Ingo of course (since he says less words in general) but if you can find a way to fit it in, go for it.

“The joltiks chewed holes in my pants! Verrrrry naughty. Had to find new pants. Holey pants do not pass safety checks! Yup!”

Finally, the man likes his patterns! When writing Emmet it’s a good idea to have his Blubapedia page open nearby so you can just steal chunks of his script from that. (You can, and should do this for Ingo too!)

“Bad morning. Oh well. Follow the schedule! Everybody smile! All aboard!”

Of course, the man is perfectly capable of speaking longer sentences- but when and where he does so is up to the author.

All that being said, it’s important to remember that you’ll likely have to attempt their dialogue a few times before getting a sentence to flow right. Even for these examples I had to do a couple takes until I found one that really worked!

Here’s a couple of other notes for writing Pokémon characters in general:

Watch out for expressions and words that use animals. (like beeline or ‘in the dog house’) Try to replace those words with their Pokémon counterparts- (such as combeeline [which I’ve typed so many times I’ve started using internally in my day to day life]) or something that sounds close enough (like if your censoring f***, ducklett doesn’t work nearly as good as duck. So try muk instead!)

Do your best to replace religious swears with Pokémon religion! Instead of heavens, or the big G word, use words like, ‘Dragons!’ Or ‘Sweet Swords of Justice!’ (Of course, these are Unovan swears. For Hisui you should be using things like ‘Sinnoh’ and ‘great Time!’. Other regions have their own legendaries as well)

And finally, my list of train terms I pull from regularly!

Cab (or car): To refer to one’s body

“I am afraid my cab is in need of repairs.”

Tracks: A plan or intended route

“Very well! I will follow the tracks you have set!”

Destination: The goal or like, the actual destination

“Bravo! Your talent has brought you to the destination called victory!”

Station (or terminal): A location

“Very well! Let us set our tracks to the Pearl Clan’s station!”

Two Car Train (or three or four or whatever number you need): Friends or a team

“Emmet and I are a two car train!”

Couple (opposite being uncoupled): To join together

“I must ask that you couple your car to mine as we make our way through here. It can get quite dangerous!”

Engine: Another term for your body, but more specifically in regards to energy or drive

“I’m afraid I must rest my engine.”

Refuel: Eat.

“It is getting quite late- let us take a break to refuel.”

Conducting: Guiding

“I look forward to conducting you on this endeavor!”

Derailment (or collision, wreck, trainwreck): Something that has gone wrong.

“Apologies. It appears I have been derailed.”

Unscheduled (opposite being scheduled): Something unexpected

“Ah! A cave in! It appears we must make an unscheduled stop.”

Passenger: Person (or Pokémon)

“It appears we have picked up some unexpected passengers!”

Conductor: Ingo sometimes uses this to refer to himself (works especially well in Hisui)

“Passenger, please refrain from stabbing the conductor”

Delay: Something happening later then scheduled

“Apologies for the delay! Let us begin!”

Sidetracked: put off course

“Ah, but now I have sidetracked us with this talk.”

All aboard!: Good conversation ender 💙

“ALL ABOARD!!!”

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eternally-smitten · 4 months

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JanAUary - Role Swap

pairing: Natalie x Herbert West

summary: Natalie seeks out Herbert for help on some strange studies she's been making

content warnings: mention of death

word count: ~1.1k

author's note: I had to. I needed mad scientist Natalie so badly y'all have no idea

Herbert really had no business messing with a character like Natalie. Her demeanor alone was enough to deter anyone from even attempting to get to know her but her reputation really sealed the deal. Somehow, that enticed him even more and made him want to get to know her better.

Natalie mainly kept to herself, always buried in whatever she was working on or lost in her own thoughts. People theorized that she never ate or slept because whenever they saw her, she was either reading or studying. There were light purple bags under her eyes that were noticeable when you saw her up close. That confirmed their conspiracies about her. Her own roommate confirmed that she rarely ever left her room. Once she was home for the day, she locked herself inside of it and wouldn’t leave unless absolutely necessary. That announcement made people want to stray away from her and avoid any confrontation at all costs. Not that it mattered to her anyway. She didn’t much care for the opinions of others or their friendship.

Herbert was really the only one who attempted any kind of interaction with her. He would greet her when he saw her and try to engage in some small talk. Natalie would often reciprocate, although it was very quiet and awkward. She’d usually mumble a “Hi,” back before slinking away. That was the constant until today.

“Herbert!” She called out enthusiastically, rushing up to him, “Finally, I’ve found you!”

“You…me?” He asked, incredibly confused.

Natalie pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose with her middle finger, “Yes, you! I’m so glad I ran into you.”

A very small smile tugged at the corners of his lips, “Well, that’s very nice of you. How are you?”

She quietly muttered about doing okay but he could barely hear it. While waving her hands, she glossed over her jumbled answer, “Listen, I need to talk to you about something serious. Something important. To me, to you soon, to everyone soon enough.”

“Sure, what is it?” He asked, intrigued.

Excitement danced in her eyes, “I’ve been working on something for a very long time and, well, I’ve only just come to realize I can’t really do it on my own. I need someone with smarts, someone very intelligent. Like yourself, only better because I found you!”

Her flattery was sweet, almost too sweet. Herbert furrowed his eyebrows, “Thank you. What are you working on?”

“I am so glad you asked.” Natalie showed him the notebook in her hand and flipped through a few pages, “I’ve been working long and hard on a serum of sorts. And I…Well, I’m not going to bore you with the details. Long story short, it’s a reagent.”

“A reagent?” He became startled, “You mean you-”

“Cured death?” She said plainly, not looking away from her notes, “Yes, I have. Magnificent, isn’t it?”

Herbert’s mind went blank. He was hoping she’d want to talk to him about something more normal. Maybe ask to spend some time together. Or, maybe start laughing and claim that it was all some prank. Instead, here she was calmly announcing she had done the impossible in the most serious tone of voice.

He cleared his throat, “A-And what do you want from me?”

“Oh, I’m sorry. I thought I made that obvious but I guess I didn’t.” Natalie giggled, “I’d like your help. An extra pair of hands would make something so labor intensive a bit easier.”

A lab assistant. She was basically asking him to be her personal lab assistant. Herbert couldn’t believe this. He had no idea how to even respond to such a claim, let alone a request like this.

“I don’t know,” He shook his head, “I’m not sure how to feel about this.”

Natalie cocked her head to the side, “There’s no certain way to feel about this. I just want your assistance and company.”

He hesitantly shrugged his shoulders, “I don’t know if I can feel okay with this.”

“Wait, what? Please,” She grabbed the edges of his coat without thinking, pulling him close, “I-I can’t do it alone! I need your vast intelligence, please.”

“What about your roommate?”

Natalie shook her head, “No, no, I need you.”

“But why-”

“You are the only one who has ever been kind to me.” Her grip on his coat tightened, “You’re smart, you’re nice, you can tolerate me. Not many have all three.” A cynical chuckle took over the last part of the sentence.

“I…” Her kind words made Herbert feel a little better. The fact that she wanted him in on her experiments still made him hesitate, though.

“Please?” She unknowingly gave him puppy dog eyes, “I would be eternally grateful. I’m, um, not used to having friends. This could be an excuse to get to know each other better.”

“We couldn’t do that over lunch?” He thought to himself, still trying to find the words to say.

“Please, this work is so important to me. We could make some serious changes here. I only really trust you, too.”

“Um,” Herbert’s gaze went to her hands, making her look at them, too.

Natalie released her grip from his coat, “Sorry, I didn’t realize I did that.”

“No, that’s alright.” He responded sheepishly, “If I do…this with you, will you do a favor for me in return?”

“Yes, of course.” She responded immediately, “No questions asked.”

“Maybe we can get coffee sometime?”

“I don’t like the stuff.”

“How about tea?”

She nodded, “Yeah, I like tea better. Okay, sure, we can do that.”

“Great,” He smiled at her.

She smiled back, “Herbert, you and I are going to make history. Do you hear me? We are going to change the entire world. Just you wait.”

He swallowed, “I, uh, can’t wait?”

She didn’t seem to pick up on his uncertainty, “Me, neither. And tea. I’m really looking forward to tea. I’ll find you later about dates and times for us to work, okay? See you later! Thank you so much!”

Before he could reply, Natalie scurried away without a second thought. He watched her walk away and contemplated running after her to catch up.

“No, no point.” He thought, “I’ll be seeing her soon enough.”

He was correct to think that. When he arrived at his next class, he found a note waiting for him in his usual spot.

“West,

Meet me today (or tomorrow if that’s better) at the lab this evening. 8pm, if that works for you. If not, don’t be afraid to come find me to tell me a better time. Bring gloves, pencils, and paper. Looking forward to working with you.

– Natalie

P.S. I like green tea. Usually peach flavored. Maybe this weekend would work best for that.”

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delicatebluebirdruins · 4 months

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the Hollow Boy book 3 reactions reading it for the first time

book 1 and 2

finally ready to type this up here we go page numbers are my copies

page 3 "I think it was only at the very end of the Lavender Lodge job, when we were fighting for our lives in that unholy guest house, that I glimpsed Lockwood and Co working together perfectly for the first time" Lmao

page 8 the owners of the Lodge description "If they resembled anything, it was a pair of elderly owls roosting on a branch"

16 we know who you are Lucy

19 "That's real bad. If I were you Lucy I would find a window and jump out." that is not a good thing is it

page 20 "however as the weeks passed and we'd got to know it properly, we'd learned to really despise it too" heartwarming really

Page 27 that is a lot of ghosts (example whatever I'm on this would be great to see this on screen the practicality of it though? nope)

38 "you chucked that bottle like a girl"/ "I am a girl" no comments let it speak for itself

49 "Outside the window a gale was blowing. Portland Row seemed formed of liquid. Trees flexed; rain pattered on the panes. Inside, it was warm; we had the heating on full blast." this is so cosy

57 "so Lockwood's proximity made me happy" 63 Skull being annoying and I love the background on the night taxis

66 insight into the past and the sorry fate of Jessica Lockwood.

72 Poor Lockwood standing there as Lucy and George bickered

74 I love this quote "It was a place of absence, we were in the presence of something that had gone. It was like coming to a valley where someone had once shouted, loud and joyously, and the echo of that shout had resounded between the hills and lasted a long time. But now it had vanished, and you stood on the spot, and it was not the same"

also Lucy thinking about Lockwood opening up to her more is so cute

82 Hi Kipps (lmao this is so funny when you consider how worried Lockwood was at the thought of Lucy leaving for Fittes "Bloody cheek. Lockwood said. He's talking nonsense as usual. Even so, he said little in the taxi, and it was left to me to give renewed directions"

85 "I smiled at him. There was a horror behind that door. I would see it in seconds. Yet my heart sang in my breast, to be standing beside Lockwood in that house. All was as it should be" aw the horrors but united front

86 I wonder why i was thinking of the Woman in Black

91 "My Talent could bypass such anxieties" can it? 100% of the time?

92 the skull is funny but also an jackass

96 testing Lucy's talent time... the skull is so funny

101 "it wasn't the easiest of homecomings" (typing this up I did not notice the Fittes ghost hunting board game which is basically surgery" 105 "I couldn't believe it. They'd actually done it. They'd tidied! they'd tidied up for me" and "Lockwood's favourites - the ones with almond icing that he rarely allowed himself- were on top" and "Portland Row was my home. My real family was here." I need a minute for that last one honestly

118 "her skin looked as smooth and delectable as coffee- coloured marble". interesting word choice (bisexual Lucy)

125 "I'd never thought to sit so close behind Lockwood that I could lean foreward and speak quietly in his ear, or, by virtue of my proximty to the leader, tactily became the second most important person in the room"

133 the tale is so eerie the casual callouseness of Mrs Wintergarden (thought she doesn't mean to be) and the haunting itself 136 "I gulped mine down like an antisocial seabird" also hello lyre brooch

142 Lucy talking and getting cut off by Lockwood.

153 time sickness

162 Ned Shaw dies and it is just go on as usual there'll be time to mourn later. I am really glad we got to see Ned and Lockwood fight together in the show

165 Neighbourhood Protection Leagues. I was hoping for something like this in the world at large

176 Holly wearing Lockwood's old jumper on the one hand makes sense because cold but also was it necessary for Holly to say it still smells like him? like it is really intimate wearing someone else's clothing and smelling them on it and of course the possibilty of her wearing Lucy's spare gloves is so *flails*

186 "there were bloodstained footprints all around my circle" how about? no 188 "or mimicking the sound of breathing" again no

192 "the ghost opened it's mouth. "I need YOU" it said" creepy. three steps at a time is huge (i want a Lockwood POV)

200 "were you feeling particulary abandoned or needy up there?" and Lucy not answering or looking at George. 205 Lockwood and Lucy arguing about Holly (not arguing per say but rumbles of thunder off in the distance)

209 I love this chat with the Skull. 211 "head wounds clearly suit you" the way i sputtered at this

216 I love the vastness of the Chelsea outbreak

219 Bad things happening? let's throw a party! well carnival you get the picture

224 FLO! we're going to see Flo... 228 "Don't worry about Locky. He must like you really. It's been eighteen months and you're still alive" lmao

233 Love Mrs Wintergarden inviting them to the carnival

236 George is protective of Lucy aw

241 hi sir Rupert... 244 they're tossing sources!

247 deadly hair piece NICE ("the band was a crescent- moon- sharp, made of silver. She held it like a knife")

253 "we [Locklyle] were in step together perfectly in sync"

259 I love the pictures of Lockwood in the newspaper

264 "[Luce] You're a star" a bit out of context but who cares? and then she goes into Jessica's room and finds out what she can

266 Lucy finds a necklace "a golden necklace with a dark green stone lay on a sheet of cotton wool" 269 poor little Lockwood

278 world building! finding where things are located! this is cool

281 smarty pants George but also teamwork with Flo

284 "Another point to Lucy. She's good at playing atrocities" now thing of the scene in the show where she and Lockwood roleplay relic men

287 misplaced trust in Barnes

292 Lucy telling Lockwood to join forces with Kipps and I really like the scene

Lucy: "I think we should take Kipps up on his offer. There are people dying out there, Lockwood, and we can't stand back from it. We need to act. We need to engage, even if that does mean making compromises. That department store is massive: even if we're just doing a reconnaissance, we need a proper team. And Kipps's team is good- we know that. If we have faith in George, in all the work he's done, we should do this. We owe it to him. More than that, we owe it to ourselves.

and Lockwood just gazes at her (Lockwood POV) and she gets flustered "I just don't think we have any choice" and I love it so much

and I love the reactions of everyone else

297 FLO! I feel so safe. 299 Flo is plesant to Holly Lucy is annoyed

303 haunting descriptions time "Mornings are all right' the attendant in Meswear said. 'And late afternoons, funnily enough when you get the sunlight streaming through the windows. It's noon I don't like, when the streets outside are bright, and in here it's full of shadow. The air goes thick. Not hot, exactly. Just stuffy."

312 Lucy paired with Holly and neither being very happy about it the skull being funny

317 i like this description from the skull "Because you're [Lucy] unique. You shine like a beacon, attracting the attention of all dark things" 319 "i missed him [Lockwood] at my side"

323 "And i watched that notch of darkness. I watched as something moved into it" how about nope

328 "with a fetch a ghost that makes a psychic bond with the onlooker and takes on the guise on the guise of someone closely connected to them" this would be horrible yeah (I would love to see it in the show)

338 Lucy telling Holly she should have told Lockwood no and Holly goes "like you do?" Lucy yelling at Holly and poor Bobby is injured and having to deal with these two

351 "truth is, it's everywhere. it's right on top of us. It coils around us like a snake. We're all inside it. It's already swallowed us whole." I LOVE THIS LINE

359 why is Lockwood's eyes sparkling at Lucy and then it all goes to shit the chapter ending with "both my mind and body were lost"

365 "rule seven (b), obviously, is to keep your matchbox well stocked."

367 "I looked at it. 'Hello,' I said. 'Sorry' The skeleton said nothing. It couldn't help it's bad manners"

379 Lucy recognising the voice being that of Lockwood. But it not being Lockwood

385 "you know I'd die for you" so Lucy see's the fetch ghost take on Lockwood's form and telling her Lockwod dies for her. Then she hears this from real Lockwood. If it were me the moment i was able i'd sit in the corner and rock. Also this is a crime that we don't get to see this scene and the lead up to it on the screen because Lockwood's actor is great and would knock it out of the park. (also Lockwood pov again)

390 "it's happened to me before. Losing someone dear to me. I can't let it happen again" see above Cameron and Ruby would be stunning.

394 Lockwood's first ghosts were his parents? yikes

413 creepy thought indeed missing mysterious people doing a ritual

417 "take your boyfriend Lockwood" lmao skull

419 and everyone is in shock and the book end.

#the hollow boy #lockwood and co #lockwood & co #lockwood and lucy #anthony lockwood #lucy carlyle #george cubbins #holly munro #quill kipps #quotes #ellie reads #you know as i was typing this 9th Jan 2024 the skull is a little bit like calcifer the fire demon

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lancermylove · 2 years

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Teen MC 26: Heartbreaking Wish (HC)

Fandom: Obey Me

Pairing: Demon Bros x gn!Reader, platonic

Warning: Spoilers from chapter 16, mention of blood and violence.

Commissioned by: Celeste

Prompt: Hello! I saw that you take commissions so I wanted to ask if for an angst and comfort headcanon idea I had. G/N teen mc having an argument with one of their parents ( about something that mc has every right to be angry about. Just imagine the brothers reaction especially since teen mc is very patient, calm, and forgiving.) and mc just explodes and yells “I wish I would’ve stayed dead” (when belphie killed us). Just imagine the instant regret mc feels when they see the brothers face.🥺

A/N: Hi! Thanks for the commission, it means a lot! 😁 Hope you like the HCs.

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Lucifer was taken aback by your sudden change in personality and more so by your words. What exactly happened when you went to visit your parents? He recalled seeing the message you sent on the group chat.

Asmo: (Y/n)! Hope you are doing okay~. We miss you sooo much! You: I had a fight with my parents and... Asmo: And? Satan: Are you alright? Mammon: Earth to (Y/n)! You wanna reply? Levi: Say something... Beel: Please? Belphie: No, seriously. (Y/n), reply. Lucifer: (Y/n), return to Devildom at once.

Not replying to messages, not wanting to talk to anyone, and exploding...that seemed very unlike you. As if that wasn’t shocking enough, you had to say something that he never wanted to hear from you - at least not after seeing the state of your body the day Belphie attacked you.

His shoulders tensed up, and his head lowered. Lucifer remained silent, not knowing how to reply to your statement. He closed his eyes and recalled the words that echoed in his mind the day he had seen your limp body in Mammon’s arms. “Failure. You are a failure. You failed at protecting them, just like you failed at protecting Lilith and your brothers.”

Your heartstrings tugged at seeing an expression Lucifer rarely shows, and you instantly regretted saying you wish you had stayed dead. “L-Luci, I’m...so-sorry.”

“Never say such words again.” His voice was heavy and lacked the usual assertiveness. “(Y/n), I may not know what happened between you and your parents, but I can say confidentially that you are in the right. You are a composed individual, and for you to get triggered enough to wish death on yourself says quite a lot. Kindly never repeat those words, not to me or my brothers. A life without you is meaningless to us. Always remember that.”

Satan was stunned by the volume of your voice and couldn't fathom what caused you, of all people, to lose your temper. What did your parents say to you? But his mind didn’t let him get far with that question as your word took over his thoughts.

Though he was staring at your face, Satan's eyes were distant, and his breath grew ragged. Sadly, he couldn't stop his mind from replaying the heartbreaking scene - Belphie covered in your blood; Mammon screaming at you to wake up; Levi with his back against the wall, looking like he was going to throw up; Beel frozen in place, his eyes shifting between you and Belphie; Asmo staring at your body, struggling to breathe; Lucifer getting angry. No matter how much he tried to look away, Satan couldn't tear his emerald eyes from your deathly pale face.

“Satan?” You tried to get his attention but to no avail. “Did I remind you of something I shouldn’t have? I’m sorry. This day has been too much for me...and I don’t know what to do. I feel like crying.”

He closed his eyes and sighed, “That day, I saw reactions from my brothers that I have never seen before. I cannot tell you how traumatizing that scene was for us. I don’t know what would have happened if you hadn’t returned, nor do I want to think about it. I cannot judge you for saying those words as I am known to have moments of blind rage, and in those moments, I have said words I regret. (Y/n), I won’t ask you to tell me what happened with your parents, but if you want to talk, I will listen. I can already tell you are not at fault, but please do me a favor, don’t make a wish like that again.”

Mammon gasped and covered his mouth. You can get angry? Since when? You were the last person Mammon thought he would see angry - wait, what did you say? Mammon’s eyes slowly started to get wide, and he suddenly felt like someone latched onto his throat.

The image of your blood-soaked body resting in his arms flashed in his vision. At that time, Mammon wished it was just a prank, a prank his brothers pulled on him, but when he looked around at their faces, they looked horrified. That’s when the situation started to sink in, slowly and painfully. He called your name over and over again, trying to wake you up. Mammon desperately pressed his hands against your wound, but the blood did not stop pouring out. Why was this happening?

Mammon’s lower lip trembled as tears collected in the corner of his eyes. He had forgotten that incident, so why did you have to go and remind him of it again?

“M-Mammon? Are you...crying?” You reached your hand up to his face and gently wiped the liquid off his cheeks with your fingertips. “Mammon? H-Hey...”

His eyes moved down to you, and out of the blue, he tightly wrapped his arms around you as if his life depended on it. “Don’t say somethin’ like that! I won’t letcha die, not...again. If you’re angry, take it out on the people you’re angry at...take it out on me, hit me, scream at me, but don’t ya dare hurt yourself. Ya hear that? I dunno what I would do with myself if somethin’ happened to you.”

Belphie’s mind went blank at hearing your words, his eyes became lifeless, and his vision began to blur. The forsaken memories once again overshadowed his thoughts.

Looking down at his trembling hands, he recalled how they were covered in your blood. He was furious- his hatred for humans, losing Lilith, hatred for Diavolo, frustration towards Lucifer, being locked up...everything has clouded his judgment. His blind rage had caused him to tear into your skin, and all he could remember was seeing blood everywhere.

He felt sick to the stomach and started backing away from you, losing his balance in the process and falling on his behind. To this day, he regretted what he did, and even though you had forgiven him, he hadn’t forgiven himself. But your words forced him to think about what would have happened if he had successfully killed you? His family would still be in disarray, he would never have learned the truth about Lilith, you would never have been his friend, and he would have had to live with your blood on his hands for the rest of his existence.

Seeing his expression, you covered your mouth and wished you could turn back time. “Belphie, I am so sorry. I wasn’t thinking straight...I am sorry. Oh my god, I am so sorry!”

His lips twisted into a grimace, “I deserved that. If I could, I would go back and stop myself from hurting you...and I am sorry you had to see what happened. (Y/n), I don't know what happened with your family, but don’t take that anger out on yourself. Those images...that scene...still torments me. I have nightmares about it almost every day...and I said I deserved it, but that burden is difficult for me to bear. Don’t talk about hurting yourself or dying, okay? For your sake and mine.”

Beel didn't think for a moment about the reason for your anger or the fight with your parents, but he was quick to realize what you said.

His shoulders slumped as if the energy in his body got sapped out all at once. Beel's gaze dropped to the floor, and he opened his mouth to say something, but no words came out. His mind began to have flashbacks about you and Lilith, playing back and forth - his sister falling from the heavens with her arm reaching out to him while your lifeless eyes stared at him as if asking for his help. He couldn’t save his sister, he couldn’t help you, but at least you got a second chance. But why do you want to put him through this pain a third time?

“Don’t leave us,” Beel sounded heartbroken.

“I w-won’t. I...didn't actually mean it.”

“Don’t say things you don’t mean, and don’t talk about dying. I have lost one family member and don’t want to lose one more. Belphie would be sad if he heard those words...you know, he still hasn’t forgotten what he did to you. None of us have, and you know how we come to your room without asking? We sometimes want to make sure you are really okay...I have nightmares about that scene...so do Belphie and Mammon. It’s okay for you to be mad, but not okay for you to talk about dying...”

All Asmo could focus on were your words. He winced at your words, pressing the heel of his palm to his chest and holding his breath. Asmo forced his mind not to recall the scene, but it was too late. He clearly remembered the smell of iron filling his lungs and how your lively skin grew paler by the second.

“Asmo! Snap out of it." You tried to snap him out of his trance when you saw his face draining of color.

“Did you mean those words?” Asmo could barely manage to get those words out.

“No! No...I am sorry. I am very angry right now...and it’s all thanks to my parents. I hate that they always think they’re right about everything. This time they are wrong...very wrong. Just thinking about it makes me want to scream!”

Asmo rested his hand on your shoulder and forced the corners of his lips up. “I support you. You are always calm, kind, and forgiving, and for someone like that to lose their temper...they must have hurt you a lot. That’s...all I can think of saying. I’m sorry, sweetie, my mind feels heavy right now. Would you mind hugging me? I need to know that you are real...and that incident with you and Belphie was just a horrible nightmare.”

Levi was startled by your loud voice and backed away from you, raising his hands defensively in the air. Just as he began to think about what could have happened between you and your parents, your words finally hit him.

He stared at you blankly as the memories of the saddest day in his life started to haunt his mind. He remembered the scene vividly and held his head in his sweaty palms, shaking it vigorously. "No, no, no, no, no..."

You called his name, but Levi didn't hear you. Running up to him, you gripped his shoulders and shook him back to reality. Though Levi managed to snap out of his, the fear in his eyes was still present. “I am sorry! I didn’t mean those words. I know this is not me, but...I’m sorry.”

He released his head and let his hands drop to his side. “Don’t leave me, (y/n). I have never cared about anyone as much as I care about you, so don’t say anything like that again. If you are sorry, c-can you give me a h-hug? I really need one...”

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tearskillstardust · 4 months

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AAA SORRY I forgot to specify the character for number 2 😭 but still tyyy!!! noww for the character I would like to write to would be uhh maybe Tighnari !! But if we can do multiple maybe tighnari and alhaitham (I could see us at least talk 😭maybe not ) I would also like to receive a letter from them if possible!! (Pls take care of urself cuz I think this is a lot 😭) also TYYYY for reading this and the request I asked for!! Have a good day and stay hydrated (don’t be like me my lips r so dry rn 😢)

2] ENCLOSED KISS ! ░ tighnari has a small message for you ...

Dear chioo,

I hope Liyue is treating you well. I cannot imagine how hot it must be there, especially during these summer months. Just to keep it safe, I have sent a list of some Liyuen herbs which help keep a lower body temperature, add it to your diet at least once and the results will be quite nice in keeping you in good health.

That aside, I would like to inform you that I have found what you and Cyno have been up to recently. That was, admittedly, quite a far-fetched and highly risky thing to do. I am very touched by the lovely thought behind your plans but it ended up being quite the headache for us forest rangers. While I don't mind it, others do, and you're more than aware that it bothers me when someone is badmouthing you.

For something so simple as being invited to the academia to be officially regarded with such a fancy title, a nice gift and a day spent in your company was enough for me. Why you would go out of your way to trouble yourself, even more so when you're not even in the nation is simply beyond me.

I don't see why you should take the trouble of doing something so much as building a cabin in the woods, with the help of a professional architect at that. I wanted to give Kaveh a scolding too, but he seemed so ashamed and guilty over the repeated mistake that I couldn't help but forgive him immediately. As for you, young lady/man, no interactions with Cyno anymore! You both simply lose your wits when around each other, and end up in trouble when I'm not around.

Nevertheless, Collei has informed me that Al Haitham has been maintaining correspondence with you regarding trade affairs in Liyue recently. While I care very little about who you deal with during work hours, as long as you're safe that is, Al Haitham does trouble my conscience a bit. I would suggest you keep an eye out for him. You can predict what someone who sticks to their ideals will do next, but what an emotionlessly logical person will do next is simply... unfathomable, and very shocking at best.

Ah, being with you two makes me feel like a part-time parent sometimes.

Collei is very happy about the small pair of earrings you had made for her before leaving and wears them just about every day now. She mentioned how silver was usually bad for her, and she rarely wore silver earrings, but the alloy quality of the material you used in yours is so excellent that the side effects are simply none at all. It makes me quite curious. Can we sit together one day and make a pair of matching pins for us, too? I'd love to see your technique, the craftsmanship is impeccable in your work.

I really ended up boasting about you in front of Collei and the look she gave me, that teasing look... you really make me lose control sometimes. Regardless, I am quite proud of you. Kaveh has been singing your praises about how nice, diplomatic yet artistic you are in your approach and mentioned how much he would love to have a chance to work with you again. He really looks forward to meeting you.

More than him, however, I look forward to seeing you as soon as possible. A blatant exaggeration but the chirping of the Blue Jay seems a bit quieter when you aren't around, and the absence of your lyre is beginning to eat me up entirely. Your scent has faded from the drawing room and there is very little I have to be reminded of you whenever I'm missing you. I send you my best wishes, so whatever business is keeping you finishes soon.

Cyno, Dehya and Kaveh are doing well. Collei has been suffering from a seasonal but is otherwise quite alright. Nilou and Candace look forward to speaking with you over tea. I would love to send you something, but I ended up giving you all the sweets and presents before you left so I don't have many options up my sleeve anymore.

I still want to send these chocolates, though. Dehya gave them to me, telling me that you had asked her for one of these packets when she had introduced them to you first. I look forward to having one of these with you, too.

Looking forward to seeing you soon,

Yours

Tighnari

#genshin #genshin impact #genshin imagines #genshin x reader #genshin headcanons #event

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slugtranslation-hypmic · 2 years

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hello. sorry if this been asked before or if its too personal, but what are your opinions on the different content hypmic has to offer, like the anime, the tracks, the manga, the merch, etc.? is there one you prefer most or least?

Some people are out here asking my social security number, so don't worry, this isn't too personal.

Anime: Feels light and silly. I think its strengths are mostly in the earlier episodes, because it nails the wacky, character-driven factor of Hypmic oneshots. I personally am least fond of first DRB arc content, since it's mostly introductory work necessary to set up the character dynamics, and I'm already very familiar with them. The battles and overarching plot struck me as somewhat lackluster. I enjoyed watching it but probably won't watch it again.

Drama tracks: I don't listen to most of them because of audio processing issues. On the rare occasions when I do listen to them, I find the voice acting and sound direction impressive. The writing in drama tracks is where Hypmic's writing shines best. I do have some minor nitpicks with small details of the writing, but they're the kind of nitpicks that I think of as a translator, not an audience member. For example, I dislike the way "Chaser from the Past" jumps from topic to topic so abruptly, but that's because the transitions (or lack thereof) would be a hassle to translate smoothly.

Manga: My wheelhouse. I read every chapter that comes out, usually several times. While it had a clunky beginning, the manga is my favorite part of Hypmic by a long margin. The writing is consistently strong in both oneshots and the longer arcs adapted from drama tracks. Some lines are cut in the adaptations which can make the manga read slightly choppier, but this is the same sort of minor nitpick I mentioned above. The art is truly the highlight of the manga, with each artist adding in so much additional characterization and flavor with the facial expressions, body language, and paneling. For those who want to enjoy the main story, the drama tracks and/or manga is the way to go.

Merch: I don't really buy merch (apart from a pair of underwear I bought once because I thought it'd be funny. I was right; it was funny) but I mean... if it makes people happy, then hell yeah. Merch. Hypmic gets enough of my money as is from buying the manga and occasional other things (like stageplay viewing tickets on Abema) that I don't feel the need to give them more of my money.

Lives: They're fun, but they tend to be at awkward times for my timezone, so I don't watch them unless someone is hosting a watch party. I'd be more into them if they had the same level of dancing and production as the stage plays.

ARB: I don't play ARB, but I sometimes watch events on Youtube or read summaries on Twitter. I don't have the foggiest idea what's going on in the main story any more, but the event stories are so delightfully whacky and fun. Writing and voice acting are top tier. The art was a bit uninspired to begin with, but I think they've upped the ante recently. Whatever the fuck Juuto's got going on in the latest fantasy event... that's what I'm talking about.

Stage play: OHHHH BOOOOOOOY I'm really into choreography and theater in general, so the stage plays are RIGHT up my alley. The stories they tell are usually p. simple, but this is a given considering their short runtime. Songs are awesome, my favorite in Hypmic. Actors are consistently killing it with body language and voice work. I'd love to buy the DVDs to watch on my own time, but they're so damned expensive.

#not a translation #asks #personal asks

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innitmarvellous · 8 months

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I rarely talk about manga here because this blog is mostly about other things, but…I've been reading the first two volumes of this manga series and wanted to write down some very random thoughts and I've got no idea where else to put them. So, Tumblr it is, obviously. ^^ (Maybe someone even reads it on here, because my German anime/manga blog is pretty much dead)

Anyway, first off, this is the first manga about asexuality I have ever come across. That's why I became interested in it in the first place. And while there are some issues with it, it was also a pretty interesting read. In some regards I could relate to the main character - even though she's asexual (the Japanese use of the term apparently also includes being aromantic, so judging from the story I'd say she's both), she's also an avid fan of boys love manga and loves to ship her favourite pairings. And of course people don't understand how that's possible. Why does she care for the character's love lives, when she apparently can't feel romantic love herself? The manga gives a pretty nice explanation for it actually, showing how people can enjoy things for what they are even if they can't fully relate themselves - and that they might just want to see the beauty in human relationships etc. (I don't think it's that deep for me, I just…idk, sometimes think that two people might make a nice couple because of their chemistry etc and then I ship them? lol) But the biggest point in the story is that she enters into a pretend marriage with a gay man who can't get over his childhood crush (as a way of dealing with societal expectations)…and I sort of really liked the way their relationship was portrayed. After initial difficulties they become a pretty nice couple, even without romantic or sexual attraction for each other. And that's just something that's rarely seen in manga, so that was really nice to see.

Well, and all of this made me think…I usually don't really actively seek out romance stories and often enough I rather avoid them because they always feel sort of depressing to me, especially if I'm not in the right mindset when reading them. Romance stories usually make me feel like I'm lacking something, and that obviously doesn't really make me enjoy them. But oddly enough, no 'normal' love story has ever depressed me as much as this version of an asexual/platonic love story. Probably because I can't really relate to the other ones at all, but I could relate to this one…and honestly, it made me feel sort of envious. I also wouldn't mind having a relationship like that, but that's obviously pretty unrealistic. (But now I'm even more confused about why people would ever choose to watch/read a love story while they're single and craving a relationship with someone. That…can't be very fun, having to watch the very thing you want but can't seem to get? Where's the enjoyment in that? Or am I just being weird here?) Anyway, sorry for the lengthy rant - this is just my personal view and not the manga's fault. ^^

#this really is pretty incoherent ranting sorry #reading #manga #i want to be a wall #watashi wa kabe ni naritai #lgbt+ manga #asexuality #aspec #aromanticism #aroace

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izzyfitzes · 1 year

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isabelle “izzy” fitz. twenty-six. nightmare baby.

the clinking of ring clad fingers. containing multitudes. “girls who lived with their grandmas are real.” falling in love with strangers. the gossipy hairdresser stereotype personified. owner of at least sixteen pairs of sunglasses. chain smoker. sex as self harm. laughs because if she doesn’t she’ll cry. never not running from something.

isabelle fitz’s parents were not ready for children. they could barely handle themselves, spending most days after their twins were born ashing cigarettes into empty baby bottles and assuming that things would be “just fine.”

izzy’s brother noah was a colicky baby. the twins were with their parents in the rundown house in chicago for two months before noah’s crying got to be too much and the two were promptly shipped off to their grandmother’s small farm home in glen ellen. she lived there alone, largely dismissed as a crazy old lady. she spent most of her time feeding her sheep and tending to her garden.

izzy and noah were incredibly different children. izzy could talk to a brick wall. she was excited by most things, bounced off the walls, and could generally have fun anywhere. noah was quiet, usually letting his sister talk for him, and would much prefer to sit in his room and read than go to any of the wild parties his sister would attend.

when izzy was seventeen, the farm house burned down. it was a whole to-do, and was determined to have been an intentional fire. most people assumed it was set by noah. he was an easy one to blame, and he never denied it.

[redacted]

when high school came to an end, izzy didn’t really know what to do. she wasn’t very good in any of her classes, would’ve much preferred to marry rich and settle down in a gorgeous mcmansion in some quiet suburb and raise three kids, who she’d lovingly name mason. all three of them.

so she went to cosmetology school. she found a real love for hair and style, and stuck with it, which she very rarely does with hobbies and tasks. she works at tres beux now.

personality wise, izzy is super outgoing, personable. loves to be loved, generally speaking, and will go to great lengths to feel liked, or even loved. sometimes she’s not sure who she really is any more, because she’s so focused on being who she thinks someone else wants her to be. sometimes she gives off an almost manic pixie dream girl vibe in a more chaotic way just to appeal to those around her. she’s volatile and impulsive, doing whatever feels good in the moment with little regard for the later consequences. a lot of this includes heavy substance abuse and a lot of sleeping with people just to feel loved.

she hasn’t seen her parents since she was twelve. they sometimes send her birthday cards, but they’re usually about a week late and hastily scribbled on. a quick “have a good yr” at most. her grandmother died two and a half years ago, celebrated by a small funeral and leaving to izzy her flower beds and about twenty dollars. she lives in a trailer now.

i am a mess for wanted connections im so sorry but i love to brainstorm. also i’m sorry this is nawt my best work but my brain is scrambled eggs trying to put izzy into words. iykyk.

here’s her pinterest. here’s her playlist. here’s her musing tag. here’s her wc inspo tag.

#bludsintro

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yeonjun4beagles · 1 year

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get to know me!

tagged by my loveliest boy, @dearsugarrush <3

birthday: 23rd may 2002 ♊️

favorite color: green and black

do you have pets?: i currently have a fish rn :o

how tall are you?: 5'2 (159cm 😔)

how many pairs of shoes do you own?: probably more than 10 but i only wear 3 of those

favorite song: our summer - txt, rain sound - bap, wedding dress - taeyang (lmao these are all kpop songs cuz these days i dont listen to rnb as much :v)

favorite movie: suddenly i dont remember any 🤡 so its probably gonna be endgame

who would be your ideal partner?: tbh, choi beomgyu. (im so sorry cyj but you and i, we dont match)

do you want children?: maybe yes? i think id make a great mother actually

have you gotten in trouble with the law?: no ig?

what color socks are you wearing?: im barefooted 🤡 the last one i wore was cream

favorite type of music: rnb 🫶🏼

how many pillows do you sleep with?: 4 or more

what position do you sleep in?: usually on my right side or on my back like a log 🧍🏻‍♀️

what don’t you like when you’re sleeping: if its too hot or too cold, if the bedsheet feels rough on my skin and if im not having a large pillow to hug

what do you have for breakfast: i dont do breakfast 🤡

have you ever tried archery?: yea, could probably ace it but its too expensive for me

favorite fruit: honeydew, rock melon, korean pear and grapes <3

are you a good liar?: a very good one lmao

what’s your personality type?: isfp-a lol

innie or outie?: innie

left handed or right handed?: right

favorite food: chicken soup, soondubu jjigae, mostly hot soupy dishes 💗

favorite foreign food: indian ftw!!

am i clean or messy?: messy but my stuff stays organised if you get what i mean

most used phrase: shet, fr

how long does it take for you to get ready: shower, 20 mins and i get ready in like 10 so max 40

do you talk to yourself?: ofc who else do i talk to lmao /j

do you sing to yourself?: OFC!!

are you a good singer?: yes without mic, with mic, i sound like a choked chicken 🐓 i sing my bestie to sleep so

biggest fear?: loud sounds

are you a gossip?: i can listen to gossips but i rarely start first

do you like long or short hair?: short, i cant handle the hot with long hair

favorite school subject: maths, chemistry and physics lmao

extrovert or introvert: idek anymore atp

what makes you nervous: talking to new people and in front of crowds

who was your first real crush?: probably the one i had when i was 11

how many piercings?: only 2 (my mum would kill me if i get more)

how many tattoos?: i dont have any :o

how fast can you run?: probably fast enough to stay alive

what color is your hair?: black

what color are your eyes?: very dark brown

what makes you angry: my step dad, arrogant, stupid, abnoxious people 🙄

do you like your name?: i dont really like my full name but i like the one i go by

do you want a boy or a girl as a child?: a boy

what are your strengths?: i usually dgaf about poeple but when i care, i care a lot

what are your weaknesses?: idgaf about poeple 🤡

what is the color of your bedspread?: blue

color of your room: white....

#tag games!#oliver my boy <3

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rnisa · 2 years

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Hi! Have a great day/night! I was wondering if I can get a Death Note match-up? It's my first time requesting something and I'm not the best at English so I'm sorry if there are any mistakes aaa (◞‸◟；)

About me, I'm about 5'2. I'm a girl, questioning and any pronouns would be fine to me but I mostly goes by she/her. I have dark brown eyes and long (very long I must say) black hair – I usually tend to braid them whenever I go outside. I'm an INTP-T. There are very few people that I actually find comfortable hanging around with. I feel uncomfortable when somebody is clinging to me too much, especially boys but I'm ok with my close friends. I talk a lot with the people that I'm close with, if not I tend to be very quiet. I'm not really into PDA, only if my partner wants to but I wouldn't go as far as kissing, I like holding hands tho. People whom not that close to me usually describe me as quiet, cold and kinda mysterious (That's how I really am with strangers😦) but with my friends, they said that I'm unbelievable lazy and that I'm such a clown. Except for my brother, I can never get close to boys, I'm very shy and nervous around them (don't get me wrong tho, I literally nervous around most of the people I've met but I just feel more nervous around boys than girls). I'm not very good with words so whenever I comfort somebody I just like- being kinda strict you know? But that's just how I show my caring side, if not, I just stay by their side and ask what they need to make sure they're okay🥲 If the person I comfort isn't that close to me, I'll just stay quiet and silently comfort them. I'm overthinking a lot and then get embarrassed of myself for whatever things I do, I'm pretty insecure, too. I know a very little about myself, sometimes I don't even know what I want to do or how I should feel, I can't even understand me.

Aaa It was too long! I'm sorry, whenever I feel like talking about something I talk a lot😭. Anyways, be lucky, stay safe and healthy! I love your writing❤

˖ ⁺ .︶꒷꒦︶︶꒷꒦︶︶꒷꒦˖ ⁺ .˖ Awwh, absolutely! And never apologize, your English is perfect! Anyone who can speak more than one is an amazingly dedicated and strong person. You're fantastic! I pair you wiiith...

Near! I think the two of you have a lot in common. If you like to take things slow, that's exactly how it's going to go with Near! The two of you would be perfectly content hanging out with each other in pure silence. Neither you nor he is in any sort of rush, so you both somehow are content with the others' pace. It would take each of you plenty of time to warm up with the other, but it would greatly pay off.

By "comforting being strict", it only reinforces the idea that you're a very logical person, and I think Near would love and appreciate that a lot. Even if it means you giving him a stern talking to once in a long while.

It's not a problem if you have our own insecurities...Near has plenty. He finds your embarrassment cute, and he will never fail to gently tease you about it.

Overall, I can see you two going well together. You share similarities with Near, but you still maintain your own very separate personality.

The only thing I could see him wanting someday in the future (when you become comfortable) is the PDA. I'm not talking like...anything that nobody should have to see; I mean he just wants to hold your hand, play with your clothes (like tugging or biting on your sleeve, instead of his own), and be around you.

The relationship would be wholesome, calm, relaxing, and with no drama. Because you both are so grounded as logical people, there would rarely be any arguments. Unless it's something very serious and possibly dangerous, there will be few times when you disagree. You're more like best friends who just happen to be also dating, but first and foremost, best friends.

#death note #death note x reader #matchup #near #nate river #near dn #near death note #anonymous

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ye-local-simp · 2 years

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Hello! Sorry to bother you, I wanted to request a Twst match up if you can? It’s ok if ignore!

I’m 5’5, so I have dark brown hair (with purple highlights) , dark brown eyes , I am curvy and on the side of plus size , I do wear glasses, but likes wearing contacts better

I have vitiligo (skin pigment disorder) on my face, I am self conscious about it, I’m a Capricorn and I guess I would describe my personality as

When you first meet me, I have a naturally angry face and kinda cold, thou I am civil but after getting to know me, I’ve been called funny, humble, loyal and down to earth. I do act like a mom, making sure you ate or you have the stuff you need, I don’t mind paying for some people for food when we hang out as well as share. And I do love giving hugs to my friends if they are ok with it, I get people who don’t want to be touched, respect people‘s spaces yo!

Mbti is INFP if it helps, also introvert

I’m quiet most of the time but I get loud when I’m talking about my interests or get into the hype of the conversation, usually with friends unless I meet someone and we just vibe, (rare but it happens)

I do have a quick temper and cuss a lot , both English and Spanish hehe ^^; I am working on that heh

My hobbies are mostly video games, anime, manga and alot of art projects. I like working with my hands, like sewing, painting, etc, I do love pastels aesthetic and purple is my favorite color but I like all colors except pink and yellow due that I know it doesn’t look good on me ^^;

I collect dolls ^^; not porcelain creepy looking dolls but more like fashion dolls like the ones we have in stores like Rainbow High as well as resin BJDs, Pullip, I do doll modding as well. My favorite music genre is rock and EDM and gets into the music when I’m doing a task while listening to music.

I hope that is enough, thank you again so much!!

I am going to pair you with ....

RIDDLE!!

-Riddle is actually one of the most understanding boyfriends you will ever have. Mostly because he is one of the few that really wouldnt care about looks as long as you have the respect for him.Even when he is angry or during an arguement, he will never insult your looks at all.

-He is also one to care for his partners so when you get angry, he will come and calm you down. It is actually kind of ironic because you have to calm HIM down when he gets mad too. In terms of your introversion, he is actually very understanding. He would introduce you to people and honestly leave it up to you if you want to stay and chat with them or leave immediately. It's just as long as you don't end up like Idia , who is quite stubborn and somehow annoying with his awkwardness.

-Honestly, he leaves his interest to you, I mean you two don't have to break up because you like different things but one issue he has is your collection. He isn't one to get paranoid or frightened easily but he isn't a fan of horror either. So with your dolls, he finds it creepy but he wouldn't stop you from doing it. I mean, as long as you are happy, he is happy but he really doesnt like it when you bring it around with you when you two are spending time together.

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland fluff #twst #twst scenarios #twst x reader #twst fluff #twst headcanons #twst match up event #twst matchup #twisted wonderland matchup event #twisted wonderland matchup

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ykwrites · 3 years

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𝔉𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔡 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔞𝔤𝔞𝔦𝔫- ℌ𝔞𝔦𝔨𝔶𝔲𝔲 𝔵 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔯

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Pairings: Ushijima Wakatoshi x fem reader! SMUT

Warnings: nsfw, mdni. f!penetrat!on, female mastu/rbat!on

Note: I am not native in english so sorry if there is any mistakes.

Summary: Ushijima is now 27 years old, and has not seen Y/n since they were in highschool. They come across each other in a match where Y/N just happens to go support her best friend Hinata Shoyo.

DID NOT PROOFREAD!!!!

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It wasn´t out of the ordinary that Y/N attended one of Hinata´s matches, she fully supported her best friend´s career. However, that day it was a weird one, as unusual as it may sound, they rarely came across another player who they met during highschool.

Even less from her highschool of two years, Shiratorizawa. Her family moved before she finished school and she enrolled in Karasuno to graduate since it was closer to their new home.

The day before the match, Hinata made a point to tell her there was someone she knew on the opposite team but didn’t say exactly who.Y/n didn´t try to ask him further, because everytime he said that, the player ‘’she knew’’ turned out to be some guy that is really awesome and Hinata talked about him so much that she should know who it is.

When she sat down on the bleachers already full of people, she looked out for her friend, who waved excitedly as soon as he found her in the crowd.

Everytime he did that, people turned to look at her since Hinata was pretty well known by then, a celebrity of some sort.

Y/n kept her eyes on her friend, there was nothing better to do. He was talking to his teammates and coach, very concentrated by once.

Suddenly everyone on the bleachers started cheering, that usually meant the other team was entering so she clapped a bit and looked at the door, watching how a bunch of tall fit guys got in the stadium.

And then, a familiar face, a really familiar one.

Ushijima Wakatoshi.

He stood taller than she remembered, face looking just as handsome but more mature and serious (if possible).

Wakatoshi was, in fact, hotter in person.

Hinata could have said it was him, he knew the huge crush Y/n had on him during highschool. Even now, she would blush everytime Tendou uploaded something on instagram where Ushijima made an appearance.

She didn´t follow Ushijima tho...she had a feeling he didn´t like her much when they were younger.

The tall man stopped on his tracks, looking towards the crowd with a piercing expression for a moment and then turning away like nothing happened.

Who the hell was he looking at?

Match started and Y/n cheered for her best friend, only sometimes she would get a little too excited for the other team and stop herself from screaming when they got a point.

She got mesmerized looking at Wakatoshi all sweaty, lost in her own thoughts, shaking her head from time to time because she couldn´t believe the effect he had on her.

After what seemed like just minutes, Hinata´s team ended up winning and he signed for Y/n to come down and celebrate with him.

She ran and hugged him as soon as she could and jumped excitedly with everyone on his team, they all knew her well so it wasn´t a weird thing to do.

‘‘I need to get some water, I´m dying’‘her best friend said.

The stadium was calmer now, they could only hear faint talking instead of all that screaming and the crowd was scorted out.

‘‘I got you a bottle’‘y/n said, handing him a cold bottle of water.

‘‘Thank you’‘he took it and started drinking like a crazy short man, still shaken up from the match.

‘‘Hinata Shoyo’‘ a deep, raspy voice echoed behind y/n ‘‘Congratulations on your win’‘

‘‘Ushijima!’’Hinata greeted him loudly’’Thank you, you did great too!’’

Y/n froze in place, not daring to turn around and look at the man, she was certain he wouldn´t even remember her and he also made her nervous.

To her dismay, her best friend noticed.

‘‘This is y/n, my best friend, you guys went to the same highschool for some time’‘

In that moment y/n swore she would kill Hinata as soon as possible.

‘‘I remember her’‘Ushijima responded, getting next to Hinata so he could see her better’‘It was two years we were in highscool together, I am glad to see you’‘

Shivers down her spine when he looked at her with an expression she could not decipher, intimidating.

And hot, very hot.

‘‘I am glad to see you too’‘ Y/n finally responded.

Hinata disappeared with some stupid excuse to ‘’let them catch up’’, and left an uncomfortable tension form between the two.

‘‘I saw you earlier, thank you for cheering for us too’‘

He saw her? was he looking at her when he scanned the crowd agressively?

‘‘You´re welcome’‘ she blurted out a shy smile.

‘‘Do you...? Uh....’‘Ushijima started talking but he didn´t say much more.

‘‘Yeah?’‘

‘‘Do you have any plans right now?’‘

Y/n froze, there was so much tension that she couldn´t fully concentrate on what he said.

‘‘No, I was just going home’‘

‘‘Would you wait for me to take a shower and change?’‘

‘‘Sure’‘

‘‘Okay, wait here’‘

Without giving her time to respond, Ushijima ran into the change rooms while y/n stood there confused.

Her head was full of invasive thougts, remembering how good he looked playing, his determination and strenght sent shivers down her spine time and time again, and her heart racing.

Part of her doubted why she decided to stay when Hinata came back to tell her that they should leave and she informed him that she was supposedly leaving with Ushijima. Her best friend just got excited and said goodbye.

Ushijima didn´t take too long showering and they walked outside together.

‘‘Do you want to go to eat something?’‘

‘‘You’‘but she didn´t say that, instead she nodded.

The tension didn´t leave them all the way to a traditional japanese restaurant, they got a table in a closed private tatami booth, where food would be served through a little window and you didn´t have to interact with staff at all.

While ordering on a tablet, Y/n played with her hands nervously and agreed with what Ushijima wanted to eat since she liked the same dishes.

Food got there fast and they started eating in silence, not knowing how to start a conversation after so many years.

‘‘Is it good?’‘He asked, probably wanting to break the ice somehow.

‘‘Hhm, you picked well’‘

‘‘I wanted to ask you something’‘

Y/n dared to look up at him, instantly melting under his gaze.

‘‘Why didn’t you contact me again after school?’‘

This caught her off guard, why would she contact him if he didn´t even talk to her during the two years they were in shiratorizawa?

‘‘I didn´t think you would want me to’‘

‘‘I did’‘he said, taking a sip of his drink’‘you kept contacting Tendou, but not me’‘

‘‘I thought you didn´t like me’‘

‘‘Why?’‘

‘‘Everytime we would hang out in the same group, you never talked to me much, and you looked annoyed at my presence’‘y/n explained’‘I just didn´t want to bother you’‘

‘‘You didn´t annoy me, not at all’‘

‘‘I didn´t know that, I´m sorry we lost touch’‘

‘‘It´s funny, because I really liked you back then’‘

‘‘You mean as friends?’‘

‘‘No, I wanted to be your boyfriend’‘

Y/n almost choked after hearing that sudden confession.

She couldn´t believe it at all, her crush liked her back then and she was so dumb she didn´t notice. And Tendou didn´t tell her either!

‘‘Oh god, I had a huge crush on you and thought you hated me!’‘

‘‘I mean, I still like you, that´s why I invited you out to dinner’‘

He what?

Y/n didn´t remember Ushijima being so bold.

‘‘I understand if you don´t feel the same, we have matured and things change’‘he started rambling’’also I don´t know if you are dating someone at the moment’’

‘‘I am single’‘

‘‘Good, I would like to sit next to you now’’

‘‘You can do that’‘

Y/n breathed heavy as he got closer, sat next to her in the tatami and arranged all his food in such a calm manner it was almost scary to see.

Ushijima looked more intimidating and huge than before, to y/n´s surprise he just started eating again like nothing happened and asking her about her life.

The air got lighter as they kept the conversation going, interested in what each other had done during all those years appart.

Y/n felt like she was getting to know a whole new person, he smiled an laughed from time to time and looked invested whenever she told him a story.

But suddenly, Ushijima got quiet, looking at y/n with his signature serious face, furrowing his eyebrows.

‘‘What´s wrong?’‘she asked.

‘‘You have sauce there’‘Ushijima pointed at her lips.

She moved to whipe it off, but he got her hand before she could and kept looking at her intensely, getting close to her face, examining every feature.

Y/n didn’t have the chance to react before his lips were on hers, filled with hunger and need as she put her hands on his chest not wanting to get away.

As soon as he knew it was okay, Ushijima put his hands on her waist, giving a little squish to bring her closer and inserting his tonge in her mouth, making her dizzy with the touch.

The room seemed to get hotter as they kept making out, breathing heavy and enjoying each other´s company.

‘‘We can leave and go to your house, or mine’‘Ushikima separated for a moment, his face red and chest rising form excitement, kissing her again instantly.

‘‘No one is going to come in here’‘she responded.

‘‘But they could hear us’‘

‘‘I can be quiet, can you?’‘

That seemed to send Ushijima into a frenzie and he couldn’t help but make her lay down on the tatami and tower over her, pinning her wrists down with his left hand and leaving the other free to roam around her body, connecting their lips again.

The sudden contact made y/n feel him being hard above her and she couldn´t ignore the burning ache forming inside her.

Ushijima parted from her lips to kiss her neck, making her let out a little moan that excited him while he played with the band of her underwear before letting his fingers get inside the fabric and rubbing her clit lightly.

Thank god she decided to wear a dress that day.

‘‘Ushijima’‘she breahed into a quiet moan’‘please touch me’‘

‘‘As you wish’‘

He smiled into her neck, letting her wrists go and abandoning her aching core for a second, enough just to help her get her dress and bra off.

Before he could touch y/n again, she protested.

‘‘It´s not fair that I´m the only one naked’‘she tugged at his shirt and he happily got rid of it.

He took off his pants too, leaving her no time to admire his figure before he was on top of her again, wanting to hear her soft moans as soon as he put his hand in her panties for the second time.

Y/n took advantage of her hands being free to feel him all over, lowering one of them until it reached his boxers, palming him trough them.

He tensed a bit, but ended up just enyoing her touch.

‘‘You are beautiful, I should have told you that sooner’‘he said in a raspy, deep voice’‘I like how wet you got after some simple kisses’‘

Without warning, Ushijima inserted a finger, smiling as he saw y/n squirm under him, fighting not to moan too loud.

She payed back getting her hand inside his boxers and stroking him, now she was the one smiling, altough it didn´t last long, because Ushijima seemed to like being the one in control, and he decided to add another finger in, moving at a torturous pace while also getting her right nipple between his teeth.

Y/n couldn´t help but moan a bit too loud, covering her mouth right after to quiet herself.

‘‘I see how quiet you could be’‘he mocked, not stopping his movements.

She shighed, frustrated ‘’Just shut up and fuck me’’

‘‘That I can do’‘

Ushijima let go of her and took his boxers off before ripping away hers.

‘‘I will buy you another pair’‘he laughed, positioning himself on her entrance.

He kissed her again before making another move, hot and heavy but also very lovingly.

‘‘You sure?’‘he asked, stroking her face sweetly.

‘‘Please, fuck me already’‘

Hearing her words was the only thing he needed, he stroked himself a couple times and thrusted into her slowly.

It wasn’t painful at all, just painfully slow. He grunted in a deep growl, starting to move a little bit faster.

Ushijima felt big inside her and was smart enough to put his hand on her mouth so she couldn´t let out a loud moan.

Y/n was seing stars, the faster he thrusted into her, the most he hit her g spot. She lost her cool by the second, wanting him to never stop and enyoing his deep moans into her ear, leaving a kis on her lips from time to time.

Ushijima upped his game when he got the idea of lifting himself away from her just enough to be able to put his hand on her neck, squishing to make her see stars.

At some point pressure was too much for both of them to handle, sweaty and tired, they continued going as hard as they could.

‘‘Fuck, I won´t last long’‘Ushijima blurted out.

‘‘Wakatoshi, you can cum inside me’‘she responded between moans’’I´m on the pill’’

He didn´t have the strenght to say anything as he thrusted even harder, gripping her hips with force, probably leaving a mark.

It didn´t take long until they came almost at the same time, falling next to each other exhausted.

Y/n got up first, hearing a light cuckle coming form Ushijima.

‘‘Your entire back is marked with the tatami pattern’‘he laughed.

‘‘Next time, we are doing this on a bed, or couch’‘ Y/n smiled, getting dressed as she turned to look at him putting his pants on.

‘‘Wherever you want’‘he pecked her lips’‘But you have to call me Wakatoshi from now on’‘

‘‘Done’‘

Before they left, y/n put her broken panties into her purse and they made their way to Ushijima´s car like nothing happened.

He took y/n to her appartment in a comfortable silence, the tension was long gone.

Before she exited the car, Ushijima held her hand, not letting her get away without a goodbye kiss.

‘‘Please, write your number’‘he handed her his phone.

She put her number in and saved it, biting her lip and giving the phone back.

‘‘Here you go’‘

‘‘Are you free tomorrow morning?’‘

‘‘I´ve got plans with Hinata, but he won´t mind’‘

‘‘Great, I´ll come pick you up at 10’‘

‘‘See you then, Toshi’‘

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captains-simp · 3 years

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hi! can you write a yelena x fem!reader based on best friend’s brother by victorious where reader is nat’s best friend but falls for yelena?

I love the best friend's sibling trope🤧 Yes, I used Google translate for some parts. Yes, I am sorry in advance

7k words

Warnings: brief injury description and R getting tipsy (and having less of a filter than usual 👀)

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"Nat you're not going to believe what I just saw! It has single handedly made my week- whoa!" You exclaimed as you threw your hands up and backed against the nearest wall.

"Who are you?" Demanded the blonde from the other end of her gun. You glanced frantically between her hand gun and her stone cold grey eyes, not knowing which you should be more afraid of.

"Y/n." You answered shakily, your mouth and throat suddenly feeling like sandpaper.

"Yelena!" Natasha shouted as she came into the living room. "Put your gun down you сумасшедшая сука (crazy bitch)!" Yelena hesitated as she gave you the once over and slowly lowered her weapon. You didn't fail to notice how she kept it in her hands until Natasha snatched it away.

"Hey!" She argued and tried to grab it back.

"You get gun privileges back when you stop pointing them at my friends." Natasha said as she put it in the safe under the kitchen counter.

"She didn't knock!" Yelena defended with a thick accent.

You were still stood awkwardly against the wall as you watched the interaction. You had no idea who the blonde was much less why she had acted like a paranoid guard dog. Not that you were offended, being friends with someone who had a lot of protective friends and coworkers meant this had happened more than you wanted to admit. JARVIS actually had some very over the top weapons pointed at you twice.

"I don't knock when I go to her place." Natasha pointed out. You smiled nervously at the blonde when she looked over at you again.

"Well as your new roommate it seems like something I should know."

New roommate? Natasha hated the idea of a roommate and had always been very vocal about it. It was why she insisted on having her own apartment rather than living in at the Avengers compound.

You glanced around and couldn't see any moving boxes or suitcases or really anything that indicated anyone else was living there. Either Yelena had already packed or she just wanted to keep all her personal things to herself.

"Temporary roommate." Natasha corrected making the blonde huff. "Who still hasn't gotten the groceries." Yelena mumbled something under her breath in Russian as she trudged towards the door. She glanced your way once then looked back as if second guessing you. She narrowed her eyes slightly and you fidgeted on the spot, feeling nervous under her gaze.

"What did you see?" She asked.

"I'm sorry?" You replied, not knowing where the question came from.

"What did you want to tell Natasha about." You stared at her blankly for a second before you suddenly realised what she meant.

"Oh! I saw a man walking seven ferrets." You said with a fond smile as you remembered the way their leads were getting caught up as the scrambled over each other. Yelena stared back at you. "Seven is a lot." You said. She still didn't seem to get it. "I like ferrets." You mumbled as you felt embarrassed.

She didn't say anything as she looked you over one more time and opened the door to leave, shutting it firmly behind her. You released a breath you didn't know you had been holding once the door clicked shut.

"Seven?" Natasha teased with a smirk as put some toast in the toaster. You grumbled as you walked over to the kitchen island and leant against it.

"She's intense." You commented and whipped your head around to the door, afraid she would walk back in.

"She's my sister." Natasha said casually.

"Sister? What?! Since when did you- Sister?!" Natasha chuckled at your reaction and shrugged simply.

"It's complicated."

"Everything with you is." You fired back. "Look I'll tell you our life story later." She waved off. You had known Natasha for years and considered each other your closest friends. You told her everything but you understood early on that there was a lot about her life she couldn't talk about. Whether it was because it could endanger you to know or it was simply to painful to recall, there would always be something.

"And I'm sorry about her wanting to shoot you. She's a lot." Natasha sighed, clearly tired. She had been away for months and you guessed she had found Yelena at some point during that mission. She had only been back a week and clearly needed a break. You wondered if she would finally take Fury up on his promise of a vacation.

"She's just protective." You shrugged. "Like someone else I know." You eyed the redhead with a smile. Yelena honestly seemed nothing short of terrifying to you, but you weren't going to admit that to your friend who would remind you of it every chance she got.

"Trust you to defend someone who put a gun on you." Natasha rolled her eyes and pushed a hot drink towards you.

"She seems nice." That wasn't the right word and given the look Natasha gave you she agreed. "Witty?" You tried. Natasha pulled a face in disagreement and you sighed in defeat. "Whatever, she's cute though." You thought aloud. Natasha shot you a warning look.

"Don't go crushing on my sister, y/n." She said with a serious edge to her tone. You laughed at her sudden shift and fell down on her sofa to grab the remote to start binging the shows Natasha had missed with you.

"I wouldn't dream of it."

It was a Friday night when you saw the blonde next. The bar you worked at was surprisingly quiet for the day but you didn't mind at all. Less people meant less chance of having to deal with a drunken fight. Not that that ever really happened there.

You worked in a small bar that had been running since long before you were born. It wasn't the most out there establishment and combined with it's location on the quieter, arguably more sketchy, parts of the city, it wasn't massively popular. In fact, everyone who showed up at the bar you recognised instantly, lest the rare groups of people who stumbled upon the building. No one who went there was all that talkative, but you had come to know each of them over the years.

It wasn't that the bar itself was sketchy. It wasn't involved in illegal gambling or drug dealings. It was just that it seemed to remind people of home. You had alcohols there that you just couldn't find in shops or other bars. Behind the bar was everything from Mexico's brightest palomas to Russia's strongest vodka. The latter was what had drawn Natasha to your worn down place of work the first time you met her. While she didn't like to be reminded of her past in Russia, like a couple other customers you had, she couldn't deny she missed the booze. So you guessed you shouldn't have been surprised to see Yelena joining her that night.

"Just give it a chance will you." Natasha scolded her younger sister in a hushed voice. You smiled at the encounter as the pair came towards the bar. Everything the redhead had been able to tell you about her time away was evident from the way the siblings interacted. It really hadn't taken them long to fall back into the squabbling sisters role, like they hadn't ever been apart.

Yelena grumbled something in Russian as she glanced around the bar, her eyes soon landing on yours and just as unreadable as the last time you saw her. The memory had been playing a lot in your head.

"Hi again." You smiled at her before turning your attention to your friend. "The usual?"

"For this one too." Natasha nodded to her sister as she sat down on a stall, soon followed by Yelena.

You took two shot glasses from the shelf and put them infront of the sisters and opened a bottle of Natasha's favourite bottle. You filled the both to the brim and put the bottle on the counter, knowing the redhead wanted it there. Natasha wasn't really a regular drinker, but when she did enduldge herself she didn't seem to have a limit. You had never once seen her drunk.

Natasha didn't hesitate in tilting her head back with the glass at her lips and didn't flinch when she swallowed the drink. Yelena rolled her eyes but copied anyway.

You carried on with drying some glasses and tried not to pay close attention to the blonde's reaction. You always loved the moment that customers realised they had found the drinks of their country. And as Yelena was harder to read, it took extra attention to detail to spot the moment of realisation. Natasha was watching for it too.

Yelena shrugged. She shrugged, clearly underwhelmed. "It's good." She commented. Natasha sighed dramatically and poured herself another shot as she grumbled about never being able to please her sister.

You went back to your duties properly and shook your head with a sigh. First time for everything. However when you risked a glanced at Yelena you saw a hint of a smile tug at the corner of her lips. You grinned to yourself, deciding then that you were determined to see a proper smile from the blonde at some point.

"What's got you smiling?" Natasha asked with a smirk.

"Am I not allowed to just smile, Tasha?" You quipped back.

"I take it your date went well." You groaned at the mention of the event.

"It actually really didn't." You huffed. It was actually one of the worst dates you had ever been on. You had been giggling like a school girl when Natasha told you a shield agent had eyes for you. The two of you exchanged numbers and arranged a date but it became clear to you pretty quickly she wasn't as ready to date again as she thought she was. "She's definitely not over her ex." She grimaced. Natasha hummed in thought.

"Okay, but do you want me to key her car?"

"She paid for my coffee!" You laughed, she always had to be dramatic with her protectiveness.

"Is that a no then?" Yelena asked. You honestly had no idea if she was joking or not.

"It's a no." You confirmed with a smile.

"I'm sure I can find you someone else." Natasha said confidently. You hummed in response and watched her pour another pair of shots.

"That's okay, Tasha. Maybe you should focus on yourself and a certain other redhead." You grinned. Natasha shot daggers at you as Yelena whipped her head around to stare at her sister.

"You have a boy..." She paused and scanned her sister quickly. "Girlfriend?" She concluded. You snickered and poured a drink for another customer, focusing on him momentarily as the pair bickered further.

"There is nothing going on with me and Wanda!" Natasha exclaimed.

"The magic one?" Yelena asked with interest.

"The magic one." You confirmed with a grin.

"What's she like?" The blonde continued as she leaned forward.

"She's better than you Сволоч (jerks)." Natasha mumbled as she rolled her eyes.

"And a total babe." You added and leapt back when the redhead went to hit you.

"Y/n!" You spun around at hearing a familiar voice. Joseph, your oldest regular, was making his way through the room towards the end of the bar, a fond smile etched into the deep lines on his face.

"Hey, pal." You smiled back and went to prepare his usual as he started to chat away at you.

"You never had anything with her?" Yelena asked boldly as she tilted her glass towards you.

"Y/n?" Natasha was surprised to say the least. She had never thought of you that way and no one else had ever asked about it. "No." She chuckled, thinking of all the times you had done everything in your power just to get her and Wanda alone in a room together. "Why'd you ask?"

"I just wondered." She said as she tapped her glass in thought, grey eyes watched you actively engage in conversation with the older man. Natasha narrowed her eyes at her sister.

"Right. Just don't crush on my best friend." She warned as she poured her sister another shot.

"You got it." She nodded and threw her head back as she downed the shot.

You ended up seeing Yelena quite frequently. Not only did she join Natasha in coming to the bar, but she seemed to always be there when you visited your friend too. She wasn't much of a small talker, you learned that quickly, but the passing moments you happened to be alone in each others company stopped being awkward quickly.

Yelena was surprisingly easy to get along with. Once you had found a common ground of interest (making fun of Natasha) you could easily carry a conversation with her, but she was still closed off - something you were expecting given her past. There was one evening that made that as clear as it could be.

"I'm just saying the Avengers would be very happy to have you!" Natasha exclaimed with a smile as you sat giggling next to her.

"I'm not going to be a hero." Yelena waved off. She had quickly began agitated when she had nothing to do. There had always been something. Some mission. Some test. Some important training. Anything. And now she was free from the Red Room Yelena was struggling to know what she could do. You could tell she wanted to have a meaningful role, you just doubted she was going to admit that.

"There's always bounty hunting." You suggested as you flicked through the thin file in your lap. Sometimes when Natasha was struggling with a particular case file she gave it to you for a new insight. You never got a name or any big details in the files and it still wasn't entirely within the rules, but sometimes you actually helped.

"He bled to death from the stabbing, then he was shot." You muttered to the redhead as you passed the file back. Turns out being a drop out med student was good for something. While Natasha was the best of the best, she was still human and there were things even she overlooked from time to time that you picked up on.

"That's a good one." Yelena agreed as she sipped on her beer, pondering the suggestion.

"But why even go for something like this at all?" You said. Natasha and Yelena gave you a confused glance.

"I'm sticking to what I'm good at." The blonde said slowly.

"I'm sure you're skill set expands beyond all...this." You waved your arms around aimlessly. "Was there anything you remember enjoying before?" You asked curiously and Yelena instantly stiffened.

"No." She said bluntly and put her bottle down on the table. "Bounty hunting sounds good, I'll look in to it." She said as she left the living room area and headed towards her room without a second glance.

Your throat felt dry suddenly as guilt washed over you. What kind of a question even was that? She was only a kid when it happened, part of you wondered if she even remembered the part of her life before the Red Room.

"She's okay." Natasha assured, as though reading your mind.

"I shouldn't have asked." You muttered.

"Probably not, but for what it's worth" Natasha started as she went to put the shield file away "I thought you were onto something."

So you never asked about her past again, but that didn't stop you from thinking about it. You wondered if it was something she and Natasha talked about, only able to confide in one another about the nightmares they shared. Or was it an unspoken thing, something that they kept in the deepest darkest parts of their minds? You didn't expect to ever get an answer to that question.

Not so deadly assassin: THERE'S A FUCKING RAT IN MY ROOM

Not so deadly assassin: come deal with it!!!

Not so deadly assassin: Y/N

Not so deadly assassin: oh NOW you have a life

Not so deadly assassin: if you don't come over in 5 minutes I'm killing it

You huffed as you took your phone out of your pocket to see who had been blowing up your phone. You skimmed over Natasha's messages and sent a quick threat telling her if she ended the rat's life you would end hers and sped up your walk.

Luckily you were only a few minutes away from Natasha's apartment and after running up the stairs a few at a time you knocked on your friend's door and licked your partly spilt drink off your hand with a curse.

Yelena opened the door and motioned for you to come inside, seeming unfazed by your arrival and no doubt knowing why you were there. "Is she okay?" You asked as you looked around frantically.

"She just got called away for a mission." Yelena said as she led you through the apartment to Natasha's room.

"I meant the rat." You mumbled and spotted it in the corner. Yelena snickered at your comment and leant against the door frame as she watched you slowly approach the rodent.

"How did it even get in here?" You asked as you cooed and held your hand out to the rat that considered you curiously.

"Came in through the window apparently. I think Natasha wants to tear down the fire escape now." Yelena deadpanned.

"Like either of you need it anyway." The rat came closer to you and sniffed your hand before walking onto it. You picked up the small creature and placed her down gently on the fire escape before shutting the window.

"Was that so hard?" You said with a smile.

"They carry disease, you know?" Yelena fired back.

"So do we!" You exclaimed and paused when Yelena gave you a side eye. "Okay some of us." You corrected as you washed your hands.

"I hope she didn't call you away from anything important." Yelena said as she glanced at the hot drink you had left on the counter.

"I was just about to go to the pharmacy." You shrugged.

"It's your lucky day, I need band aids." Yelena declared as she picked up her satchel bag.

"Band...aids?" You questioned with a shit eating grin as you grabbed your drink and headed for the door with the blonde behind you.

"Yes, y/n. I need band aids. You're as bad as Natasha, she doesn't seem to think we need them either. We have everything in that bathroom except band aids!" You giggled as you watched her ramble in exasperation, finding it undeniably cute when she got lost in her own world about something.

"So if you're bleeding to death you'll be fine but if you get a papercut then things are gonna get bad?" You teased as you left the building. Yelena rolled her eyes at you but seemed to not be able to stop the small smile fighting for it's appearance, tugging at the corner of her mouth.

"It's a pretty big papercut." She mumbled as she inspected the cut on her forefinger.

"Well I think you're very brave." You grinned.

You walked in a comfortable silence for a while until your eyes landed on something that spiked every happy hormone in your body. "Yelena!" You grabbed at her arm and pointed across the street. The blonde was understandably alarmed at first and you noticed her reach into her back pocket for something until she saw what you were pointing at.

"Seven ferrets." Yelena muttered as she watched the small animals half run down the street infront of their owner.

"Seven adorable ferrets." You corrected as you watched them continue to scurry along.

"I can see how that could be the highlight of your week." Yelena recalled and you couldn't help but blush slightly. "I think this is the highlight of mine." She admitted.

"You're only human." You sighed as you turned around to keep walking, a content smile on your lips.

"Why don't you have pets if they make you so happy?" Yelena asked curiously.

"Not allowed in my apartment." You said gloomily. It was probably for the best, you would have a lot of pets if you could, too many to handle.

"If you think about it, rats are just small ferrets and you see those everyday. You could go find some more." Yelena teased and you chuckled.

"Haven't you heard? They carry disease." It was Yelena's turn to laugh lightly at that. You smiled proudly at causing the beautiful sound and felt your stomach do a small flip.

It turned out all the Avengers were keen to have Yelena on their team. Tony and Steve had introduced themselves to the new Russian one evening and bored (Yelena's words) her with stories of their latest successful missions and how great it was to be an Avenger. She didn't buy it.

Then she started getting emails and texts from the team, inviting her to different events and trying to get on her good side. Tony had even sent an extravagant gift basket to the apartment one day. Yelena had asked you to spend the afternoon sorting through it with her, snacking on all the expensive chocolates on the way as you told the blonde you thought she had a secret admirer.

It was early in the afternoon when she finally agreed to meeting the whole team.

"I just think it could be fun. I know they probably seem like annoying children right now, but at those parties they have to behave." You said into the phone as you balanced it on your shoulder.

"I don't think I own the right kind of clothing for it." Yelena said.

"I'm sure Natasha can lend you something, she is your big sister after all." You teased and heard her groan.

"You don't even have to stay long. But once you actually meet them they'll lay off about you joining if you still don't want to."

"It's just not-"

"Your thing." You finished with a smile. "I know, Lena. They'll get it." She hummed in thought and a silence fell over your phones until you cursed. "Shit." You muttered when the table leg fell down again.

"You need help putting that table together?" Yelena asked for the umpteenth time. You sighed as you sat back and glared at the parts sprawled out across the floor.

"Yes please."

Yelena Belova wearing a suit was something else entirely. Every outfit her sister offered her she turned down until Natasha grew frustrated and took Yelena out for a suit fitting, and god it paid off. The blazer hugged her body closely in a way you partly wished you could feel. You knew the blonde wasn't big on any form of affection, especially physical, but you loved it and Yelena had become a good friend. During late evenings when she was sitting comfortably in an armchair with a large hoodie on you thought she looked so soft and warm. You could only imagine how safe you would feel in her arms. You always had to put those thoughts aside quickly, not wanting to let your mind linger on things so intimate.

"Told you this place isn't so bad." You laughed nervously as Yelena approached you. She smiled and shook her head, her eyes looking so much brighter in the new lighting.

"I can't argue with that." The blonde shrugged and followed you to the bar.

"You um, you look amazing by the way." You said as she avoided Yelena's gaze, not wanting to let your eyes wander the way they were straining to. Unfortunately that meant you missed how she took in your attire and the admiration she struggled to hide.

"So do you." She smiled.

"Evening." Natasha said with a smirk as she came up to you and Yelena from the other side of the bar.

"This does not feel right at all." You winced making the redhead smile, more so when she prepared what she knew was your favourite drink.

"Yelena! You running away from me?" Sam grinned as he strolled towards the bar. You smiled into your drink when you saw the blonde shift on her feet in slight frustration.

"You gotta come meet Maria, you're gonna love her!" He exclaimed as he tried to steer Yelena away. She looked back at you with a face that was clearly asking for help but you just giggled as she left and waved goodbye to her.

"Has she met Wanda yet?" You grinned at Natasha knowingly and a slight blush appeared on her cheeks.

"She has." You hummed and looked across the room to spot the Sokovian in question. "And?"

"And they only just stopped talking when you arrived." You nodded with a triumphant smile, knowing the pair would get along. You missed Natasha's short analysis of your expression, trying to find the thing she knew you were hiding until someone else arrived at the other end of the bar and she rushed off.

You leaned over the bar to pour yourself another drink and started across the room. It didn't take long at all to find Wanda, or rather for her to find you.

"Y/n!" She exclaimed as she pulled you in for a crushing hug barely a second after you had turned around.

"Hey Wan." You laughed as you tried to hug her back.

"How are you, sweetie?" She asked as she let you go.

"I'm good, how have things been for you?" It had been far too long since you had seen the Sokovian and you missed her company a lot. She had such a calming presence that you always felt so comfortable around. You had told her that once, not knowing the fears she faced of her powers and the mistrust she had in herself, and she had teared up as she pulled you in for your first Wanda hug.

"So, I hear you met Yelena." You smiled after a while of catching up with the redhead.

"I was slightly terrified of her at first." She admitted with a laugh.

"She had a gun on me when we met!" You exclaimed as you remembered it clearly.

"So I heard." Wanda teased. "I also hear you guys are getting on like a house on fire." She continued as she watched you carefully.

"Yeah." You muttered as you spotted her talking to Maria. "She's pretty great." You said easily.

You spent a while catching up with various team members between drinks. You kept steeling glances at Yelena, mostly catching her in conversations she clearly didn't want to be in but a few times you caught her eye and paused to smile at her. She was always beautiful but you really couldn't get over how she looked in the navy suit.

You were sat by the bar when the party started to come to an end. You usually would have left a while ago but you wanted to be able to say goodbye to Yelena before you did.

"I'm exhausted." Came the familiar husky voice from behind you. Yelena leaned on the bar next to you and poured herself a vodka and downed the shot.

"Me too!" You said loudly with a slight slur. Yelena paused before letting a smile creep onto her lips as she watched you with an amused glint in her eyes.

"How much have you had to drink?" Yelena asked as she took your glass away from you.

"A few." You thought as you tried to calculate in your head but just shrugged in conclusion.

"легкий (lightweight)." The Russian muttered.

"Hey, come over here." Natasha called as she rounded a corner and spotted you and her sister. "We're putting a film on." She declared. You glanced around and noticed that everyone had gone. When did that happen?

"Let's go, Lena!" You called as you took her by the hand and led her through to where Natasha had gone.

"Are you sure?" She questioned as she looked down at your entwined hands.

"Absolutely!" You jumped up a few steps and saw the group sitting around the large TV on the comfy sofas.

"I missed these." You said to Yelena as you fell down onto the nearest sofa and pulled her down next to you. Natasha placed some snacks down on the table and eyed your joined hands without a comment.

You brought your legs up underneath you, not unlocking your fingers when the blonde's who didn't seem to mind. The other Avengers didn't seem to take much notice or interest in how close you were to Yelena and thanks to your slightly tipsy state you didn't bring much attention to it either. All you knew was that you felt comfortable sitting so close to the Russian that your bare arm was touching her soft blazer.

"Your hands are really soft." You whispered to her. She smiled to herself and tried to fight off the slight blush painting her cheeks that you, lucky for Yelena, didn't notice.

"So are yours." She whispered back.

What you didn't realise was that Natasha was still paying close attention to you both with Wanda smiling knowingly besides her, even when the film started and the lights dimmed. She finally stopped when she heard Wanda laugh lightly at something on screen, turning her attention to the girl besides her and then the film.

Barely 10 minutes in you found yourself growing sleepy. The dark room and the warmth of Yelena were certainly part of the cause but you found you really didn't mind, especially when your head fell onto Yelena's shoulder and she didn't shake you off.

Your eyes struggled to focus on the screen and really anything that wasn't the blonde when she shifted on the sofa to let you lean back against her. You smiled faintly as you let your eyes close and relax against Yelena, your hand still in hers.

You awoke when the main lights started to come back on and you felt Yelena stretch behind you. Her blazer was draped across your front and you smiled like an idiot when you realised. She had only worn it for a few hours and it already smelt like her.

"Hey." She husked and you felt a chill run through your body when her breath hit your neck.

"Hey yourself." You grinned back.

"Come on, let's get you home." She said as she sat up on the sofa.

"Can you get me a cab?" You asked as you rubbed your eyes.

"I'll drive you." Yelena stood up and held out her hand to help you up too. You took it happily and leaned against her for support for a moment.

You said goodbye to the team and made your way slowly out of the living area and eventually out the building in a concentrated silence. Concentrated for you, Yelena didn't have any issue putting one foot infront of the other.

"You guys okay getting home?" Natasha called from the entrance as Yelena helped you into her car. You gave Natasha two thumbs up and grinned her way as Yelena nodded. The redhead nodded back and folded her arms as she watched you carefully leave the building site.

It wasn't that long a drive to your apartment. Yelena drove in silence while you hummed along faintly to a song playing quietly on the radio, unaware of the smile playing on the blonde's lips.

When Yelena had parked outside your apartment complex she helped you out the car and up to your apartment, unlocking the door for you and guiding you through to your room where she lay you on the bed gently.

"You should change." Yelena said as she got some of your night clothes from the closet and went into the kitchen to get you a glass of water.

"You should stay." You grinned at her. She arched a brow at you in question but you didn't respond, only turning around on the bed. "Can you help me with my zipper?"

Yelena nodded and put the glass of water down on your bedside table and pulled the zipper down, trying to ignore the urge to see if the skin on your back was as smooth as it looked. She cleared her throat when she realised the zipper went lower than she thought, reaching your tailbone. Yelena took a step back and turned towards the opposite wall as she heard you step out of the dress and into your bed clothes.

"You should take some too." You said when you pulled the duvet back.

"You really want me to stay?" Yelena questioned, it looked like you were starting to sober up.

"Of course!" You grinned as you leaned on your elbows to watch her and patted the space in bed besides you.

"Okay." She smiled and got some clothes from your closet that she quickly changed into when you looked away to drink the water she had given you.

Yelena folded her suit on a chair in the corner of the room before hesitantly getting into the warm bed besides you. But she surprisingly felt a lot more at ease when you draped an arm over her stomach as you closed your eyes. Yelena sighed lightly at the contact. She never thought she was one for physical contact, but she had been wondering what it would be like to receive it from you for a while. Even craved it after you had held her hand earlier that night.

"Night Lena" You mumbled sleepily. Yelena put her hand on your waist to pull you closer to her and brushed a stray strand of hair away from you face.

"Good night y/n."

Despite the killer headache that greeted you, you actually woke up feeling pretty great. Your bed was warmer than usual and you didn't feel quite as alone as you always did in the large bed.

You rubbed your eyes and groaned but froze when you felt a hand on your bare waist where your shirt had ridden up. Yelena was sleeping soundlessly besides you and your breath caught in your throat when you took in her appearance. The sunlight seeping into the bedroom hit her face just right and you had to remind yourself not to stare, even if she wasn't awake to notice it.

You spotted a bottle of advil on the bedside table and a fresh glass of water that you took together. You tried to be careful not to wake Yelena but she started to move when you did, her soft hand slipping from your waist.

"Morning." You said after finishing the glass of water and wiping your mouth with the back of your wrist. Yelena groaned as she stretched out like a cat and looked up at you.

"Morning to you too." She smiled and you wondered if she knew she had her hand on your waist just a few seconds prior.

"Feel free to take a shower and borrow some of my clothes." You offered as you stood up from the bed and made your way across the room.

"Thanks." She hummed quietly. "Hey." You turned around by the door when she called you. "How did you sleep?" She asked curiously as she sat up to face you properly.

"Like a rock." You recalled happily. "You?"

"Yeah," Yelena smiled back, "pretty great." You nodded and made your way to kitchen as Yelena got out of bed with a content smile.

Yelena was in the shower when you started on breakfast. Usually you would have made something simple like toast or some fruit but you figured as you had a guest you should make something better and settled on pancakes. You also wanted to thank her for staying the night with you.

"That smells amazing." Yelena said with wide eyes as she trudged into the kitchen, still drying her hair. Your heart swelled at the sight of the blonde in one of your band shirts with some loose shorts. Your thought that your clothes probably looked better on her and you imagined how soft she would look in your favorite hoodie.

"Take a picture, it will last longer." She teased when you didn't respond. You snapped out of your daze and smiled sheepishly as you avoided her eye and continued to flip the pancakes. You put a plate down on the kitchen island and motioned for her to eat as you put some juice and fruit down too.

"No pressure, but what I think of you as a chef is going to be determined by these." She quipped as she started to cut the food. You smiled and turned around to watch the blonde's face change into a childish grin.

"Not too shabby." You concluded before shovelling more of the food into her mouth.

"No too shabby." You repeated with a sense of pride as you sat down next to her.

"That's what they used to say on the American shows I watched as a kid." She explained. You were about to tell her you had heard the expression before but paused when you realised it was the first time Yelena said anything about her childhood to you.

"Weren't they translated?" You asked carefully.

"No because they were copies from America. My father got them for us." She said and you noticed the far away look in her eyes, no doubt remembering that day as best she could.

"Well if you remember what the show's called we can try watch them again." You suggested with a shrug. Yelena considered you for a moment before she smiled at you softly. "Okay." She agreed. You opened your mouth to speak but there was a sudden loud thudding on your apartment door. You went to stand up to see who it was until Natasha opened the door and slammed it shut making you jump.

"I locked that door." Yelena said with certainty.

"I have a spare key." Natasha showed the metal piece before putting it back into her pocket.

"You want pancakes?" You asked as you stood up to put some more batter in the pan.

"What's going on with you two?" The redhead demanded, ignoring your question.

"What do you mean?" You and Yelena used in unison.

"You know exactly what I mean!" Natasha exclaimed as she raised her voice and looked between you and her equally baffled sister. "Are you dating? You could have told me." She continued as a hurt expression flickered across her face.

"We're not dating." Yelena said slowly but glanced at you. "Are we?" You could have sworn you heard her voice hold something hopeful rather than teasing.

"Not since I last checked."

"Can you quit fucking around and just tell me?" Natasha took a second look at the shirt Yelena was wearing before her jaw clenched.

"Oh no no no. We didn't- she just slept over!" You rambled as you started to panic. Natasha looked far from happy. You had been thinking a lot about what your friend had said the first time you met Yelena. You were never sure if she was really serious or not. All you knew was you that you started to feel guilty when your eyes lingered too long on her sister or when you felt the butterflies in your chest at her contact or really anything she did. You told yourself you kept your promise and didn't have a crush on Yelena, but it was becoming increasingly harder to convince yourself and now Natasha.

"You can tell me." The redhead said quieter as her stance softened. You looked to Yelena who seemed set on staying silent as she stared at her empty plate.

"Natasha I really don't know what to say..." You honestly didn't. You were baffled by the whole situation and Yelena was hardly helping. She really thought you were dating?

"Right, I just wanted to know." The older Russian sighed as she trudged towards the door. There was a heavy silence over the apartment until Natasha stopped by the open door to turn towards you both with a frown.

"I didn't mean it. What I said about..." She glanced around as she fidgeted in the doorway and searched for words. You and Yelena waited patiently. "Wanda said you guys are cute." A smile flickered at the corner of your mouth and you looked to the floor. "She's right." She left without another word and shut the door gently behind her. You exhaled heavily once you heard the click and leaned against the counter.

"Crazy, right?" You laughed nervously. Yelena didn't respond. "You okay?" You started filling the washing up bowl with water, needing to do something as you talked.

"She thinks we're dating." Yelena muttered.

"Yeah that's what I... that's crazy." You laughed more and scratched the back of your neck.

"Is it?" She questioned as she turned around to face you. You couldn't help but stare back at her light eyes that you struggled to read.

"Maybe not." You shrugged. The blonde looked back at the ground with a conflicted look. "No... no it's not." You concluded.

"I like spending time with you." Yelena continued. "Just hanging out, helping you put together that damn table, sleeping next to you. Even at that damn party with like one hundred people I still just wanted to be with you." She admitted and you exhaled a breath you didn't know you had been holding. "I just like being around you."

"I like being around you too." Yelena looked up and you held her gaze as your hands shook with nerves.

"Would you still like being around me if we were on a date?" She asked boldly. You couldn't contain the smile that grew at her words. You reached out and took her hands in yours as you took a step closer to the Russian.

"I would love it." Yelena smiled and stood up slowly, her eyes flickering to your lips as you licked them. You closed your eyes and leaned forward bravely, finding your hands were no longer shaking. Yelena's left hand left yours and came up to your neck to steady herself and close the gap between you, pressing her lips ever so softly against yours.

You snaked your hand around her waist to bring her somehow closer and deepened the kiss you realised you had been craving for so long. You pulled away softly and rested your forehead against Yelena's, suddenly feeling very dizzy.

"I have a huge crush on you." You admitted with a sigh, to yourself and Yelena.

"I have a huge crush on you too." Yelena laughed softly. "Can we do that date now? I think I've waited long enough." You giggled lightly and nodded your head as excitement rushed over you.

"Sounds perfect." You smiled and went to your bedroom to get changed but paused in the hallway. "You should call Nat."

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