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mysmuttyy · 2 months

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REALISATION

summary: mattheo and y/n are enemies, but he has a nightmare that makes his realise he loves her.

⚠️: death, crying, confessions, fluff

Pink: y/n | Red: mattheo.

Monday Morning.

Voices echoed around the room. The voices were heard in front of him, behind him, but not beside him. For the first time in three years, her seat remained empty, chair tucked under the desk- Just like she left it. Mattheo felt odd not having her there, but slowly, he shrugged it off, convincing himself that she’d show up any second.

The class dragged on, the doors opened and closed, but she never walked in. It was like this for the rest of the day, no one had seen her.

His overthinking won and his anxiety set in, the echo of his footsteps following him down the quiet hallways. With a mumble of the password, the doors swung open, allowing him access. The curly haired boy wasted no time in hurrying up those steps, rushing toward her bedroom. His veiny hand clutches onto the handle, knees buckling once his dark eyes spot her limp body lying in a pool of her own blood.

The whole world stops, and he feels a shooting pain coarse throughout his entire body, heart shattering into a million pieces, every ounce of happiness he possessed fading away.

People arrived and he somehow gained the strength to get up, stumbling toward the phone booth, tears streaming down his face as he dialled in her mothers number. Her sweet voice was heard on the other side, sounding just like y/n’s. He felt his heart break all over again, as this mother cried on the other side of the phone, repeatedly asking for him to be joking.

Mrs Drew, y/n’s mother, choked on her cries as she informed Mattheo about y/n’s feelings for him. She was in love with him. That’s all it took for him to fully break down, knees dropping to the floor, loud sobs filling the booth.

“I’m so sorry!” The boy cried, begging for her mothers forgiveness. She cried back, telling him never to apologise.

Monday Morning.

The great hall doors sprung open, slamming into the walls. Everybody turned to look, watching as Mattheo Riddles dark eyes scanned the crowded room. Y/n stared at the man who hated her, noticing a change in his demeanour. Today, he didn’t seem unbothered like usual, he actually seemed to be very bothered.

Once their eyes locked, he smiled, a sweet, genuine smile, one that made butterflies swarm her stomach. Her cheeks flushed red, a smile she couldn’t hide forming across her nervous face. Mattheo Riddle walked down from the doors, heading toward her. She watched, eyes following his figure, melting when his hand cupped her cheek.

Mattheo pulled her up from her chair, holding her gently, leaning in until their lips smashed together. Everything changed in that moment, there was no more darkness, it was colourful. The two felt their souls had finally come together, accepting that their meant for each other.

She pulled away from his touch, quick to question what was going on. That’s when he confessed to not only her, but the whole of Hogwarts too. “Y/n, I’m so in love with you.” He told her, holding her so tightly, too afraid to let go.

The girl giggled before him, making his heart do a backflip.

A/N; this is my first fluff, no hate pls 😂😂 also, i haven’t gone over it bc I’m too lazy n half asleep so, ignore any spelling mistakes! thank you for all the support, i love you all.

ps: i need smut ideas, send them thru xoxoxo

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the-whispers-of-death · 2 years

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I yearn for someone to wrap me in their arms and take care of me. I yearn to be held and to be loved.

#ramblings #yearning #the softness #the gentleness #just stay here with me #i am so soft rn #i want love #:)

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holylulusworld · 7 months

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I want love

Summary: Tony thinks he’s not worthy of love.

Written for @tonystarkbingo. Square filled for Round VII: Learning to be loved

Rating: Mature

Pairing: Post CW!Tony Stark x Reader

Warnings: hurt & comfort, assurance, abandonment issues, mentions of depression (implied), PTSD (implied), angst

A/N: So, I’m Team Cap when it comes to CW, but this time I’ll show the other side of the coin.

Inspired by the song “I want love” by Elton John and its video starring RDJ. Lyrics in Italics taken from the song.

I Want Love I want love, but it's impossible A man like me, so irresponsible A man like me is dead in places Other men feel liberated.

He stares out of the window again. A habit he had since the day at the airport.

You don’t know what breaks him more, that his best friend got injured because he fought alongside him, or that his other friends are on the run thanks to him.

That day he came back to the penthouse, with a broken suit on his body, and Captain America’s shield in his hands.

He didn’t say a word. Only dropped the shield to the ground and stepped over it.

You had to help him out of the suit and tend his wounds.

You sigh and place the tray with food on the table. Tony doesn’t react. He keeps on staring out of the window.

“Mr. Stark, you should eat something,” you step toward the window to place your hand on his shoulder. “Whatever is going on in your mind, your body needs food. If you don’t eat, I’ll feed you.”

“You’re an awful personal assistant,” he grunts but gives you a cracked smile when you stand next to him. “Something is coming, I can feel it in my bones.”

“Something or someone?” You question. “Good or evil?”

“Huh?” He dips his head to glance at you. “What do you mean with good or evil?”

“Well, can I buy a new car, or should I wait a little longer? I don’t want to lose another car to an invasion,” you smirk. “You remember the car your friends used to throw at that robot, right?”

“It was Thor, not me.” Tony points out. “Uh-and I offered redemption. You got the job, and a nice office.”

“Yeah, as you destroyed my office and apartment during Loki’s invasion,” you retort, wrinkling your nose.

“We’ve been through a lot together,” he states. “Since that first battle in New York City.”

“I remember the day vividly,” you nod slowly. “You ended up on my desk because one of the aliens threw you through the window of my building. You crashed my desk, taking me with you to protect me when the alien followed you inside the building.”

“You wiggled out of my hold to get the fire extinguisher.” Tony flashes you a smile. “I thought, damn. That woman just attacked an alien using a fire extinguisher.”

“I distracted it long enough for your friend to kill it.” You grin. “It looked as surprised as you did.”

Tony frowns. The friend you are talking about is one of the people he forced to run. Steve Rogers. His friend. Captain America. A fallen hero thanks to Tony.

“Sorry. I know you don’t like talking about them,” you hastily say. It’s no secret Tony tries not to think about the friends he lost because he was too stubborn to admit he was in the wrong.

“He made his decision, and I made mine,” he turns around to walk toward his desk. “Maybe we both made mistakes. But his friend killed my parents.”

“The winter soldier killed your parents,” you correct. “Sergeant Barnes was brainwashed and enslaved at that time. That’s what your friend tried to make you see.”

“You too?” Tony turns around to look at you. He shakes his head and drops his gaze. “You all think I drove the Avengers apart. I can see it in their eyes every day.”

“Who?”

“Every single person I met since Steve and the others are on the run. Not even Fury stayed in touch since Steve is gone,” Tony bitterly admits. “I’m the bad guy in this story.”

“Mr. Stark, you need to eat something,” you softly say. “Sit down and stop overthinking things. Captain Rogers is a grown man and a super-soldier, Agent Romanoff was trained to survive, Ms. Maximoff is so powerful even Gods will learn what fear means in her presence, and Mr. Wilson proved more than once that he can keep up with all of them.”

“Vision believes I don’t know that he sneaks out to meet up with Wanda. And Rhodes, he poorly hides that he keeps tabs on Steve and the others.” He plops down on his chair and hides his face in the palms of his hands.

“They used to be friends,” you gently run your fingers through Tony’s hair. “You don’t stop being friends only because someone tells you so. Even if it’s the government.”

“I just…” He closes his eyes and sighs deeply.

How can he tell one of his employees how he feels since that day?

Steve Rogers, his friend, rammed his shield into his suit and Tony still doesn’t know if Steve only tried to stop him or wanted to kill him.

Now the man he trusted with his life is on the run with his friend. The man killing Tony’s parents. It feels surreal to Tony that Captain America is wanted, and a man like him is still the hero to people.

“I just want things to be…”

“Boss, stop torturing yourself. What’s done is done,” you try to stop Tony from falling into depression again, or that the nightmares return. You’re not against holding Tony at night to calm him, but it’s not in your job description.

“Pepper left me because of my problems.” Tony continues. He sighs again. “Everyone just leaves me. Maybe they believe Steve would’ve been the better choice. They always saw the leader in him, not me. I was only the guy giving all the money to buy the shiny things they need.”

“We all just want to be loved, Mr. Stark,” you speak softly to your boss. “And we all get left once or twice in life. People get their hearts broken all the time. What matters is that we don’t shut people out.”

“I don’t think I can love again. I’m damaged goods. Who would want to love me? I got an arc reactor keeping me alive. I have flaws and issues. My mind is my worst enemy. Genius and crazy inventor at the same time.”

You’re silent for a moment, but your fingers still run through his hair.

“Tony, you need to learn how to be loved. If you cannot open your heart to people again without fearing they’ll leave you, you’re going to end up alone, surrounded by twenty cats.”

I can't love, shot full of holes Don't feel nothing, I just feel cold Don't feel nothing, just old scars Toughening up around my heart

Tony looks at the plate on his desk, filled with all the things he likes. His stomach is empty, but no food in the world can fill the emptiness inside of him. He feels hollow and unsure of how to proceed in the future.

You feel his hesitation, and move your hands to his shoulders, gently kneading the knots out. He relaxes under your touch. “One step after another, Mr. Stark. Everything is going to be better soon.”

“I want things to be simple again. Maybe it wasn’t too bad having meaningless encounters with women and allies. No feelings attached. A single warrior in the sheets and battle.”

But I want love, just a different kind I want love, won't break me down Won't brick me up, won't fence me in I want a love, that don't mean a thing That's the love I want, I want love

“Love and relationships to your conditions won’t work out,” you remind him and grip his shoulders a little tighter. “You know that. If you want people to trust and love you; you must do the first step sometimes.”

I want love on my own terms After everything I've ever learned Me, I carry too much baggage Oh man I've seen so much traffic

“I trust you,” he leans in your touch, allowing you to move your hands to his arms. “You’re the only one left. The only one not asking me what happened between Cap and me.”

“There are always two sides of one coin. Right? No side is right, no side is in the wrong. Two opinions. Two opponents. No winner in the end.”

“I don’t want to end up with twenty cats.”

You chuckle. “I thought you like dogs more.”

“You know what I meant,” he whispers. “What if no one will ever be worthy of my trust again? What if everyone only ever leaves me in the end?”

“You should go home, Y/N,” Tony watches you run your hand over his chest. He had another fallout. In other words, nightmares about his parents’ death, and the fight between him and Steve. “You’ve got a life.”

“I got an apartment at the tower,” you tut. “It’s like one elevator ride away.” He relaxes under your touch. “Once in a while, you should let someone take care of you.”

“Hmm…” He turns his head to look at you. “I still remember how you yelled at me when Thor threw the car at Ultron.”

“I was pissed.”

“You were so angry, yet beautiful. In a scary way.” Tony flashes you a smile.

“I’m scary?”

“That’s all you heard?” He furrows his brows. “I said you are beautiful.”

“And you still owe me that car. It was a classic.”

“It was a Volvo.”

“Hey, I loved that car,” you argue. “It was reliable, and I loved Betsy.”

“You named her?”

“You name all of your AIs.”

“Touché,” he chuckles. “Still, it was a wreck. The new one I got you is much more reliable and prettier.”

“Maybe,” you lie next to Tony to stare up at the ceiling. “How bad will it be?”

“What do you mean?” He asks, watching you.

“Your hunch about something or someone coming. Do you think it’s going to be worse than Loki’s invasion?”

“Worse enough I got the phone Steve sent to me in my pocket all the time. I don’t know if he will answer, but I want to be prepared.”

You roll to your side to rest your head on his chest. Tony lets you. You are no stranger to finding hope and solace in each other. Not in a physical way, but in an emotional way.

“Well, you only know if you call him.” You close your eyes when Tony wraps his arms around you.

While you cling to each other, another vision forces its way into your mind. This time it’s even worse.

Tears spill from your eyes when you must watch Tony fall, surrounded by his friends and allies.

“Worse…” you whisper as Tony drifts into sleep. “So much worse, Tony…”

But I want love, just a different kind I want love, won't break me down Won't brick me up, won't fence me in I want a love, that don't mean a thing That's the love I want, I want love

So bring it on, I've been bruised Don't give me love that's clean and smooth I'm ready for the rougher stuff No sweet romance, I've had enough

A man like me is dead in places Other men feel liberated

But I want love, just a different kind I want love, won't break me down Won't brick me up, won't fence me in I want a love, that don't mean a thing That's the love I want, I want love

I want love, just a different kind I want love, won't break me down Won't brick me up, won't fence me in I want a love, that don't mean a thing That's the love I want, I want love

#tonystarkbingomarkvii #tony stark #tony stark bingo #tony stark x reader #tony stark x y/n #tony stark x you #I want love

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aslxluffy · 6 months

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I need fanfics recs where Luffy's type is just goths (boys or girls) and he falls completely in love with Law, he's the opposite of him and he'd probably never lay eyes on him but Luffy loves looking at him, he loves his painted nails, his makeup, his tattoos, his outfits and it becomes obvious to other people that he has a crush on him.

#one piece #lawlu au #lawlu fanfic #op #please i need reco so i can reconnect with goth law #i just need a break from reality #i want love #lawlu

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a-rat-in-love · 10 months

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heartstrings-poems · 5 months

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Hug me

I can’t remember the last time I was hugged

Like a true hug

One that says that I’m gonna be okay

From someone who I love and who loves me

I just want to feel that warm comfort

Of being held in the arms of someone

I want you to hold me as I cry

Tell me it’ll be okay,

Because right now,

I don’t think I’m okay

#my poem #poems and poetry #poetry #romance #hug me #hug me please #hug #love poem #touch starved #i want love

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littledoggyboy · 6 months

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I need

Someone to take me away

I need a pretty girl to meet me at a club and think “hm what a cutie. He’s gonna be mine.”

And then come and talk to me and I’m all giggly and nervous which only makes her infatuation grow.

She eventually slips something into my drink and I don’t notice because I’m too busy staring at how beautiful she is.

I down the drink and the next thing I know I wake up in her arms, my ankles chained to the wall and my arms handcuffed behind my back.

I’m scared and I start to cry but she just shushes me and strokes my hair and tells me it’s ok and that Mommy’s here and Mommy loves me

When I don’t stop crying though she gets upset. She gets angry. She throws me off of her onto the ground and starts screaming at me that I’m ungrateful and that I’ll learn to love me. She kicks me a few times and then goes upstairs and leaves me for a few days

When she comes back down it’s with food and water and she acts all sweet, asking if I’m ok and saying she was so worried about me but she knew I was ok because of the camera in the corner.

I’m not even listening as I devour the food and chug the water. When I’m done I’m drooling and exhausted and she looks at me sweetly as I start to doze off.

I don’t fight her off when she guides me to the bed and wraps me in her arms and hums me to sleep

In my sleep I eventually wrap my arms around her too and hold her as tight as I can while sobbing softly

She smiles and knows she’s begun her slow process of breaking me

#should I keep going #sorry #it’s yearning hours #I want love #in the most fucked up way possible

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luvrxbunny · 5 months

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i need someone to romance me now please

it’s detrimental to my health

#good morning texts #i’m thinking of u texts #i miss u texts #i want love #UGGHHH #welp #life goes on ig

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an-elveinthesky · 4 months

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I want Romance, I wanna be in a love that’s in everything, that’s in good mornings with coffee, in lunches, in sweet cheesy notes, in just because flowers, in let’s take a walk around the park, in I got you your favourite chocolate, I want a love that’s present every second.

—Lovesick ( Deathbed )

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pillofmoonlight · 8 months

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I really want someone to ask what my favourite things are and then I want them to ask me the why and then I want them to listen to me eagerly instead of making me look dumb. And then I want to do the same for them. Is it too much to ask?

#is it too much to ask #too much to ask #dark academia #dark academic aesthetic #i want love #love #need love #good listener #writing #desi tumblr #thoughts

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