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virescent-v · 7 months

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Except Me?

A/N: Happy Saturday morning!! ;) Back with another smutty Emily x fem!reader fic. Enjoy :P Warnings: Honestly, if you've read my stuff before, same apply lol. Word Count: 2080

“Is everybody around here getting laid except me?”

“Well, I’m not,” Rossi had said.

You just stood there frozen.

Because while the statement itself was rhetorical, you definitely weren’t thinking that way.

But now you were thinking about getting laid.

With a certain unit chief.

So that everyone around here was getting laid.

Of course, Emily had no idea that you’ve been harboring a crush on her since your arrival to the BAU over three months ago. You’d heard of the infamous Emily Prentiss and the legendary things her team did. You worked your ass off to get your spot on the team and, while you didn’t want to fuck it up, you certainly wanted to fuck.

You avoided eye contact with everyone that was standing there, not wanting the profilers to catch a glimpse of the rising heat on your cheeks. You quietly excused yourself and made a beeline for the bathrooms.

“What’s gotten into her?” Rossi asked.

Emily and JJ shared a look; JJ’s slightly more concerned, while Emily’s was one of curiosity.

“I don’t know. Maybe she didn’t feel comfortable with all of the talk about getting laid?” JJ asked, twirling the ring on her finger.

Emily’s head cocked a little to the side, considering. You hadn’t seemed like the prudish type, but she really didn’t know you too well, seeing as you’d only been here a few months and she was your boss. She made a mental note to check in on you in a little bit, seeing as she had never seen you run off from a conversation before.

The conversation had lulled and everyone had moved their separate ways, Emily heading straight for her office. After a bit of time, she glanced up from her desk, gazed out into the bullpen. She could see you from her office, especially since you were the only one currently around, the only one at your desk. You had some files open on your desk, but you weren’t working on any of them. You were fidgeting; your knee was bouncing like you were anxious and you were playing with the pen you were supposed to be writing with. Emily had never seen you so distracted before.

Making a quick decision, she stood up, walked to her office door. “Hey,” she said, grabbing your attention immediately, breaking the silence surrounding you. “My office, now, please.”

You looked at her, an almost panicked look on your face. Interesting, Emily thought.

You made your way into her office. “Shut the door behind you,” Emily said.

You could feel your heart rate increase. Like you had just been called into the principal’s office. You made your way across the room, sitting yourself in the chair across from her desk. You were fidgeting even more with the cuffs on your blazer, trying your hardest to not make eye contact with Emily. You knew that she had no idea what was going on and if you could just control yourself a little bit more, you probably wouldn’t even be in here with your boss obviously profiling you.

You could feel Emily’s eyes watching you, tracking your every movement. While the BAU tried very hard to not profile each other, you knew that with your behavior you were likely being observed.

Emily let you sit and stew for a few moments, watching you. She had never seen you act so…anxious. And while she knew that part of that was from being called into her office, there was obviously something else going on. “What’s going on?”

Your eyes shot up to hers. She looked so beautiful. Concerned, but curious. You could see yourself slipping under their spell, like you should just say what was going on. But you held yourself back. “Nothing. Just, uh…just feeling a little, um, anxious today, I guess.” Even your voice was shaky. You could hardly keep eye contact with her while talking. You knew all of Emily’s profiler alarms were going off. You just hoped she didn’t ask too many more questions.

“You were fine this morning until our conversation in the hallway. Is your anxiousness right now about that?” She asked.

Your eyes darted toward the right. “No,” you said unconvincingly, your voice managing to crack on the single syllable. You almost scoffed at yourself. You needed to get it together before Emily caught on even more than she already had.

Emily’s head tilted, watching you now with narrow eyes. “Try answering that again, but a bit more convincingly,” she teased.

You glanced up under your eyelashes at Emily, trying to figure out what was going on. She sounded like she was just teasing you, not having figured out what was really going on with you yet.

“I could tell that our conversation made you uncomfortable. You all but ran off to the bathroom. I’m sorry if it was too much,” Emily stated, her hands folded neatly in front of her, resting on her thighs. Her well toned, strong thighs that you just wanted wrapped around your head.

Shit, I’ve got to stop or she’s going to be able to read me like an open book, you thought. You cleared your throat, feeling another wave of heat rush to your cheeks.

Emily smirked to herself. She had watched your eyes linger on her hands, drift around her thighs, before registering what you were doing, snapping yourself back to reality. Interesting, she thought.

Emily decided to see if her suspicions were right - if you were harboring something for her, even if it was just lustful thoughts.

She got up from her chair and basically stalked around her desk, stopping in front of you with her hands on her hips. You refused to meet her eyes, keeping them on her shoes in front of you, pulling your bottom lip between your teeth.

Emily didn’t say anything, just watching you squirm in front of her for a few minutes.

When she didn’t speak, you pulled your face up, your gaze immediately connecting with Emily’s.

“Did it make you feel some type of way when I said I wasn’t getting laid?” She asked.

You almost choked on air, coughing slightly to recover. “Wh-what?” You couldn’t believe she would just ask straight out like that and now you were worried she was catching on.

Emily tilted her head, her eyes scanning your face. “How did you feel earlier when I said I wasn’t getting fucked?”

Your breath stuttered, an immediate flush taking over your face and upper chest.

Emily had to hold back the smirk that was threatening to take over as she watched your eyes dilate almost to the point of black. She leaned forward placing both of her hands on the arms of the chair you were sitting in, her face so close to yours that it felt like you were about to go cross-eyed. This close, you could smell her earthy perfume, feel her breath against your lips.

You had to hold yourself back from launching forward and capturing her lips with yours.

“Do you want to be the one to change that?” Emily asked, her hand coming up to your face, her thumb tracing over your lower lip. “Do you want to be the one to finally make me cum on fingers that aren’t my own?”

“Christ, Emily-” you started.

“Yes or no, pretty girl.”

You took her thumb into your mouth, your tongue tracing around it once, twice, before letting it pop out. “Fuck yes.”

Emily finally let the smirk cross her features. “Then on your knees, angel. I want to cum all over that pretty little face of yours.”

You’ve never gotten out of a chair so fast in your life, the sound of your knees hitting the floor almost echoing in the small office. You reached up to Emily’s waistband, eager to undo her pants to finally get a taste for what you’ve been thinking about for months.

But Emily’s hands smacked yours away. “Uh huh, where are your manners?”

Sitting back on your knees, you glanced up at Emily from under your lashes, giving her your best pout. “Please, ma’am, can I taste your pussy?”

Emily wanted to roll her eyes at your little display, but she found herself getting turned on by how eager you were to please her. “Take your shirt and bra off first. I want to see more of you.”

You didn’t hesitate. It didn’t even cross your mind that you were at work, in Emily’s office, that she was your boss. All you could think about was getting to be the one to make her cum.

You whipped your shirt off, throwing it across the room, your bra following after. You watched as Emily licked her lips as she started to undo her own pants, pulling her panties down too. “You’re so beautiful, angel. Once I cum enough to statiate me, I’m going to fuck you until you can’t remember your own name.”

Your eyes tracked her panties going down her legs, the ones you couldn’t stop staring at earlier. As they got kicked to the side, your gaze traveled back up her delicious legs and zeroed in on her already wet cunt. You let out a little whimper at the moisture you saw waiting for you. “Please, Em, can I?” You asked, never taking your eyes off of the prize in front of you.

Emily’s hand found its way into your hair, holding it back off of your face. “Make me cum, pretty girl.”

You moaned indecently at the first tangy taste of her on your tongue, your eyes rolling back into your head. Your hands gripped her thighs, keeping them apart as your mouth went to work. You took your time exploring her, getting to know what kind of movements she liked, what made her hips twitch, what made her grip in your hair get a little tighter, slowly building her up.

By the time your tongue focused on Emily’s swollen, throbbing clit, you could hear her panting above you, her hips gyrating to a beat that pushed her closer to the edge.

You alternated between tight, little circles around her clit and broad strokes up and down that made Emily’s breath stutter in her chest. You could tell that she was trying her best to hold back the noises she so desperately wanted to make. You hoped to hear them soon.

“I’m so close,” Emily breathed out. “Make me cum, make me cum,” she whispered, both hands finding their way into your hair, guiding your face to her clit. “Put your fingers in me now.”

You knew better than to test her patience; you could almost taste how close she was. You wasted no time, easily sliding two of your fingers into her dripping core.

Moaning into her cunt at how warm and wet she was, you started a brutal pace, curling your fingers so with each thrust they hit against her sweet spot. Within a few plunges of your fingers, you could feel Emily’s thighs begin to shake, her inner walls tightening down as if trying to keep you inside.

“Ungh, fu-fuck, I’m gon-gonna cum,” Emily whimpered.

With one final thrust in, you focused on pushing against her g-spot in a pulsating motion, your tongue flicking fast and hard against her clit. You moaned against her, the added vibrations sending her over the edge.

One of Emily’s hands gripped tighter in your hair while the other clamped over her own mouth to muffle her moans. You continued to fuck her through her orgasm, making sure she got the most pleasure.

As she finally came down fully, you slowly removed your fingers and mouth, not wanting to make her too sensitive.

You slipped your fingers into your own mouth, your tongue wrapping around them and sucking them clean, appreciating the taste of her.

“Fuck,” Emily said, looking down at you. “You busy after work?”

You threw your head back a little chuckling. “Whaddya know, my schedule just opened up.”

Emily smiled, helping you up from your position on the floor. Her hand started caressing your hip, slowly making their way up your chest, circling each nipple before wrapping her hand around your throat. “Good, I have plans for you that involve you cumming all over my cock. Sound good?”

You whimpered before hungrily nodding your head.

Emily’s eyes darkened, a devious smirk replacing her earlier easy smile. “I’ll see you at seven at my place, pretty girl. Don’t be late.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

#virescent v fanfic #emily prentiss #emily prentiss fanfic #emily prentiss smut #emily prentiss x reader #no use of y/n #fem reader #emily prentiss x you #idk i could probably make a pt 2 if people wanted to see what happens after work #if theres errors ignore them ive been up all night lmfao

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a-simple-imagine · 2 months

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Perfectly Pathetic Pt.2

synopsis: you try to fix things with cady while maintaining your friendship with the plastics

pairing: regina george x fem!reader, elements of cady heron x fem!reader

words: 6.6k (6666 to be exact)

A/N - it’s here at long last besties!! get it while it’s hot because i might delete later idk how i feel about it

WARNINGS - swearing, toxic relationships and general toxicity, d-slur, and bullying

PREV //

come Sunday, you wake up with a throbbing head and zero energy left in your body but memories sit crystal clear. you remember Regina trying to come onto you. her scaring Cady away. Gretchen rubbing your back as you listen to her whine about Jason for the millionth time. weird night. you check your phone but don't bother to reply to anyone except Karen who wouldn't stop sending you explicit details about some reality show she was binging. but alas the weekend was over and you're forced to brave the embarrassment of going back to school after a party. happens every time. people do dumb shit and are forced to face it on Monday.

the first person you come across is none other than the red-headed new girl herself. you have got to imagine she is mad at you after what happened; the lies Regina told. it was not your fault but you should probably try and make peace.

"Hey! New girl," yelled down the hallway, you walk a little faster in order to catch up. you watch her glance around a little confused as you approach.

"Oh," her expression seems to neutralise as she realises it's you. "hi."

"did you have a good Sunday?"

"it was alright," the fact she was speaking to you was a good sign. "I spent it with my mom."

"cute," you flash a smile. Cady was clutching her books pretty tightly. "I thought we should maybe talk about Saturday."

"We don't have to to."

"but I want to," you insist. "please?"

"Regina already told me,"

"Regina is a liar," you blurt out. hopefully, that wouldn't get back to her. "I don't know what she said exactly but it's not true," she looks at you with curious eyes. "I wasn't stringing you along or anything,"

"Sure,"

"I like you, Cady. you're... different," you express. "I wanna be your friend. and I was really happy when you showed up at the party,"

"Really?"

"mhmm," you hum, nodding to prove your point. "cross my heart." you mime the action of drawing a cross across your chest. you're not sure they're gonna forgive you but the bell for homeroom would ring at any moment so time was running out.

"Okay," replied after a moment. a small smile that's quick to fade.

"do you want to finish working on our assignment later?" you ask.

"Sure," they shrug. "meet you out front?"

you're not entirely convinced you're forgiven but you'll take what you can get. you're about to respond when your eyes spot Gretchen amongst the crowd. you lock eyes for a second before she bolts in the opposite direction. with a heavy sigh, you charge after her.

"Gretchen." yelled down the hallway causing a few heads to turn. people naturally darted out of your way but you almost smashed into a few people. "Gretchen," is she getting quicker? "will you just stop?" the answer was apparently no because she just kept going until you manage to grab her arm forcing her to stop. "what the fuck?"

"oh hey, I didn't see you back there." she lies, offering a less-than-genuine smile.

"I was literally yelling your name?" your brow furrowed. you could almost see the gears turning in her head trying to come up with some kind of excuse.

"Sorry, I'm tired- mustn't have heard you." was that the best she could do? you just roll your eyes.

"Can you not tell Regina I was talking to Cady."

"Why?" she asks despite already knowing the answer.

"Please, Gretchen? it's really not a big deal, okay so let's just keep it between us."

"I said you should stay away from her and you ignored me."

"I know and you were probably right but," you shrug. "it's too late and besides, I have to do a presentation with her, that's why we were talking. you can even ask Karen."

"I won't tell anyone." that was a lie. She won't tell anyone except Regina obviously. always trying to be in her good graces.

"if you promise not to tell, I'll... tell Jason something bad about Taylor? like she has crabs or something?"

her eyes light up at the prospect. "really?"

you nod. Taylor had never liked you so you weren't exactly on the best of terms and if making up some rumour about her gets Gretchen off your back then great. "but you can't tell Regina, deal?"

"deal," Gretchen smiles brightly. thank fuck for that. you start walking together now. "so what happened at the party?"

"don't you already know?" you tease. "thought that pretty little head of yours knew everything."

"I'm working on it."

you shrug. she'd probably find out eventually. "nothing really. Regina told Cady some stuff about me."

"that you don't like her and are only pretending to be her friend?"

"so you did already know,"

"I don't know what you see in Cady."

"I don't know." she just wasn't like anyone else. a new avenue to discover. most of these people you've known for years. the bell rings out and suddenly you remember you were supposed to drop off a take-home quiz by homeroom today. you had actually done it but forgot it was in your locker. "oh shit,"

"What?"

"I just forgot to hand something in i'll see you later," with a quick wave goodbye, you rush off back the way you've come. it wasn't like you were bad in school or anything. just sometimes you'd forget to bring in homework. one... or four late quizzes later and suddenly Ms. Norbury is giving you extra work to make up for it. it's not like you have a life or anything. As you grab the paper from your locker, Karen Shetty emerges.

"Morning," sang dazzlingly as she shoved your locker door closed.

"good morning," you smile softly, a glance over her outfit. "you're particularly chirpy today and look great,"

a tiny theatrical gasp, she puts a playful hand over her chest. "thank you,"

"where did you get the cardigan?"

"thrifted it,"

"oooh, I love that," you say. "also it goes so well with that super cute bracelet you're wearing,"

"Aw thanks, my friend made it."

"that's so cute, she must be a really great friend," you tease.

"she is," Karen nods. "where are you headed?"

"I gotta drop this off to Ms.Norbury or I'll fail math,"

"Can I come?"

it wasn't exactly an exciting trip so you don't know why she would want to? plus you were late for homeroom now. "I guess?"

"did you have fun at the party?" Karen inquiries as you begin towards Ms Norbury's homeroom class.

"it was alright,"

"I heard you got into a fight with Regina,"

"hardly a fight," you sigh. it was gonna be a very long day. "it's fine. you know how she can be,"

"was it over Cady?"

"Why does everyone suddenly care about Cady?" you stress. "it really doesn't matter."

a shrug. "I heard from Gretchen that Connor is grounded now because he didn't tell his parents about the party and they found out because somebody was sick in like a vase or something,"

"ew," you giggle, scrunching up your nose in disgust. "like they just found cold vomit in a vase?"

"mhmm," Karen nods eagerly. you make a fake gagging action as you knock on the open door. why is it always so awkward to walk into an already full classroom? ms. Norbury invited you further inside and you can't help but look at the people staring at you.

"so you do know how to hand things in on time," you resist the urge to roll your eyes. "great. now if you can just do that all the time."

"I make no promises," you answer, placing your homework down on her desk. when your eyes meet Cady's she waves a little. you flash a smile.

"come see me after school and I'll let you know how you did and if I need anything else from you,"

"Okay," you sigh. wasn't your first extra credit quiz. nor your last probably. you leave the classroom quickly, grabbing Karen's hand. she'd been waiting at the door.

"lots of people in there,"

"yeah because we're supposed to be in homeroom," you advise her.

"I didn't hear the bell,"

oh, Karen. "just come on."

it was a rather lifeless day thank god. you were grateful for the peace. and ms. Norbury hadn't given you any more work. you still had your tutor sessions but they never bothered you too much. now you're sitting staring at your laptop pretending you're doing research. Cady is scribbling in her notebook. Once again you're bored. and you can't help but watch Cady and wonder if she really has forgiven you. sure you were together right now but only because of this stupid presentation. you sit up a little straighter, taking a sip from your water bottle. "are you mad at me?"

it's sudden and she seems perplexed as she glances up at you. "huh?"

"I don't want you to be mad at me"

"I'm not mad," she urges, going back to her little scribbling. "you said Regina was lying, I believe you."

"just like that?" it seemed too easy.

"just like that,"

"how do you know I'm not lying about Regina lying though?"

"I don't." a shrug, she looks at you. "I'm just trusting you so can we please get back on track." you're not sure you would forgive someone as easily as this. it seemed naïve. or maybe she was just a better person than you. either way, this was what you wanted so...

"This is so boring," you whine loudly, pushing your laptop away so you can dramatically collapse against the table.

"if you actually help instead of complaining, we'd get it done quicker."

"Cady," you sigh loudly. "let's not, I'm just here to be pretty, okay? I shouldn't be forced to do homework too."

"Can I ask you something?"

"Sure," you sit up properly once more. "ask away."

"Why do you hang out with Regina?" the question catches you a little off guard. why did she wanna know that?

"What does that have to do with the book?" you counter, a playful raise of your brow. "if you stayed on topic, we'd get it done quicker."

"I'm serious."

you shrug a little. "why wouldn't I? She's like one of my best friends."

"why though? I've seen the way she treats you,"

"you just don't get Regina," very few people did. sure she was kinda mean and pushy, you'd never deny that but the rest of the school didn't get to see her other side. which was also kinda mean but a tad softer. the blonde was fierce. if someone fucked with you, or Karen, or even Gretchen, she'd go to war. you've watched her destroy girls just to prop Gretchen up to Jason. maul boys for making fun of Karen. you only got away with half the shit you did because you were friends with Regina. maybe she kept you around because you showered her with love and attention but she, in her own way, gave it right back. "she can be a lot but she's really cool."

"she's horrible to literally everyone."

"yeah but that's like kinda funny," Cady gives you a look suggesting she doesn't agree which was fair but she didn't exactly pick the nicest people to be friends with. Damian was funny in class and you liked to tell him gossip that Gretchen told you. you never really spoke to Janis too much but you've seen her around. heard what she says about you. She makes jokes right to your face. "don't act like Janis doesn't do the exact same thing. why do you hang out with her?"

"That's different,"

"is it?" you challenge. "or is Regina just popular?" Cady seems to not have an answer because she goes back to the book. "she's my friend and I like her. simple as."

"I'm sorry for asking,"

"Don't worry about it," you weren't particularly angry. you knew how people viewed Regina. a mixture of high admiration and fear. "So did you enjoy your first party?"

"yeah. not exactly what I was expecting,"

"they're not all like that," you urge. "sometimes they're fun. sometimes you wanna stab yourself in the eye to get out of it."

"did you have fun?"

"fun is not the word I would use but it was an experience," After Cady left you kind of just sulked with Gretchen until Karen found you and insisted you had to dance together. you spent the rest of the night with her. "I'm happy you came. I wish Regina hadn't messed everything up."

"sorry I left."

"you don't have to apologise." you smile. "we're hanging out now even if you're making me do homework. and there's always next time."

"I'm not making you do homework," Cady argues. you just smile. shuffling along the bench so you're right beside her. She has the book open in front of her and a notebook full of scribbles. you repeatedly tap the notebook with your finger.

"Are these not notes for our project? is that not homework?"

"yeah but these are my notes," she expresses, snatching up her notebook to place on the side away from you. As your eyes meet, you can almost pinpoint the exact moment she gets flustered. a dusting of pink gracing her cheeks. "you're just fucking about."

a dramatic gasp before a smile takes over. "I would never."

Cady smiles and before you have time to react she is leaning in to connect your lips in the softest of embraces. it reminds you of the first time Regina kissed you. only it never had the chance to become anything more before you pull back.

"Sorry- I didn't. I don't know why I did that." that dusting of pink is now a deep shade of red. panic in her voice. eyes firmly on her homework. you're unsure of what to say exactly. you liked Cady. maybe even the same way she apparently liked you. but you just weren't sure yet.

"It's alright, don't worry about it," you express. "uh... should we get back to the book?"

you weren't mad or upset with Cady. her kissing you had just left you feeling... weird? so even as you parted ways and you got texts later in the evening, you couldn't bring yourself to reply. you just needed some time to think.

Lunchtime is weird. Everyone is quiet. Painfully quiet. Karen and Gretchen are just eating their lunch. Regina is staring at the label of her yoghurt. you're sat there anxiously like a child bursting with energy. this was so unlike them. "can someone just talk already," you blurt out. a little startled, everyone looks at you. "sorry. just nobody is talking and it's freaking me out. normally Gretchen never shuts up."

"why are you even here?" Regina asks, twisting the dessert in her hand. you wish she'd just eat it instead of inspecting it.

"why wouldn't I be?"

"shouldn't you be over there with the pyro-dyke and her band of freaks." her head nods in the direction she means but her eyes never leave that stupid label. the nickname referred to Janis and Band of Freaks must mean Cady and Damian.

a sigh. "you're being ridiculous,"

"I'm being what?" Regina asked firmly. her yoghurt placed down slowly as her eyes zone in on you. sharp and daring. Karen gently nudges your leg with hers but you're not sure if it was an accident or a warning. you glance at her and then at Gretchen who is keeping her eyes firmly on her food.

"nothing. sorry," you say softly.

"stand up," voice low but commanding. you can't tell if she's serious so you remain seated. watching her. "stand up. now." she was louder now. attracting attention. putting on a show as various people looked to see what the commotion was. "you wanna run around with freaks and lesbos, then go."

"Are you-"

"go." you swallow hard. willing yourself not to crumble under the pressure of everyone's gaze. you could argue back but you know better than to challenge her when she's this pissed off. so you just push up, grab your tray and leave the table. you lock eyes with Janis along the way who is next to Cady. you can't join them like Regina so angrily implied, it'd just make things worse for them and yourself.

your last few classes of the day are spent wondering what you've done to piss off Regina today. you've hardly even seen her. maybe Gretchen told her about the hallway yesterday? She promised not to plus this seemed like a massive overreaction. you're at your locker, grabbing your stuff when Gretchen approaches. "Regina said if you can behave yourself you're allowed to come shopping with us,"

"hello to you too Gretchen," you slam the metal door shut. "no thank you.."

"Seriously?"

"she basically banished me from the cafeteria today, why would I wanna go anywhere with her?" you ask but it was mostly rhetorical as you start down the hall.

"you know she was only joking," the brunette trails after you.

"was she? felt pretty real to me,"

"that's just her humour," Gretchen assures you. "you have to come. Regina will be upset,"

"Regina doesn't have emotions," you fire back, pushing through the double doors, you almost collide with another person. "Jesus, watch out."

didn't take long to realise who it was. "it's Karen actually,"

"I know your name, baby" you pat her shoulder. "why are you right outside the door?"

"waiting for you," she takes your hand. "we're going shopping."

"I don't wanna do that," you express but Karen is already leading you towards Regina's jeep. "Karen, let go" you groan but put up little resistance. the blonde is leaning against the side eyes on you as you're being dragged across the front lawn.

"you found her then," the blonde comments, pushing away from the metal of her jeep. "thought we'd have to start putting up lost dog posters or something."

"why am I even here?"

"Isn't it obvious- get in the car." Regina climbs in and everyone else does the same. "we need someone to carry the bags."

why were you here? why had you given in so easily? You didn't even want to go shopping and now you're staring at yourself in the wall-length mirror of a dressing room, trying on outfits. with a heavy sigh, you step through the curtain

"what do you think?"

"you look great," declares Gretchen.

"beautiful," an eager Karen. She had picked it out.

Regina turns from the large mirror at the end of the space where she was inspecting the dress she was trying on to you. "ew." is all she says before turning back.

"yeah, I never liked it," Gretchen remarks quickly.

"try this," Karen shoves a hanger in your hand before pushing you back towards the dressing room. you stare at your reflection once more. you didn't think it looked too bad but maybe Regina was right. it wasn't exactly your style but that's because Karen picked it. it was more you than most of the outfits she tried to get you to wear... it did sit a little weirdly. you can hear Regina talking to the girls, sending them each on an errand. and then it's silent. you begin to undress when the blonde calls your name. you stop what you're doing. She says it again and you walk out.

"what's up?" you question cautiously. you weren't about to let your guard down around her.

"what do you think of this dress?" the blonde spins to face you. hands on her hips. your brow furrows. why did she want your opinion? your eyes drift. taking in Regina. notice every curve. She really was a sight to behold.

"looks good."

"That's all I get?"

"What were you expecting?"

The girl turns back. "A shower of complements but guess you're not even good for that anymore."

"I said it looks good?"

"I'm done with you now. go change out of that ugly outfit already."

you wanna say something but you decide to just bite your tongue and head back into the dressing room.

come the weekend, Regina is out of town with her parents which means you've ended up with babysitting duties. Gretchen and Karen had both decided they were coming over to your place. you didn't mind. so now you're loitering on the bed with your back against your headboard scrolling through your phone. Karen is snuggled up in half a blanket using your lap as a pillow also scrolling through her phone. it's silent but comfortable. Gretchen vanished about ten minutes ago and hasn't returned. "do we have to start hanging out with Cady?"

"What?" you glance down from your phone.

"I don't wanna hang out with her, she's creepy."

"that's not very nice, Karen," you scold. "but no. why would we?"

"Because you're like a thing now," Karen answered, pressing her phone to her chest. She meets your stare. "you kissed"

"excuse me?" your heart practically skips a beat. you undoubtedly hadn't told anyone that Cady kissed you and you're almost certain she hadn't.

"what? Gretchen told us that she saw you and Cady making out after school on Monday," Gretchen fucking weiners. of course. but how did she know?

"by us you mean?"

"me and Regina," fuck.

"When was this?" you wonder. and as if summoned on cue, Gretchen emerges through the doorway and you can't help but raise your voice. "you told Regina I was making out with Cady?"

"What?"

"Karen told me so don't lie," you demand. "I thought we had a deal."

"I didn't tell her about the hallway."

"Are you stupid?" you press. Gretchen sits on the edge of your bed, fluttering her eyelashes.

"I'm sorry," a hefty sigh. the girl shuffled up the bed so she was beside you. "are you mad at me?"

"Obviously."

"but you love me?" you don't reply and she nudges your shoulder with hers. "right?" you stay silent, glimpsing at her withan empty expression. you did love her but you were pissed off with her right now.

"look at this," Karen shoves her phone straight up and into your view. it shows a picture of herself. you assume she had just taken by the outfit.

"adorable," you smile walmly but it quickly fades. Gretchen had very much fucked you over. That day with Cady, you hadn't seen anyone around other than a few stray students. why was Gretchen even still there? and why hadn't she asked you about it before telling Regina?

"did you see what Kelsey posted today?" Gretchen questions, pulling out her phone. "it's so pathetic. like she's clearly doing it just for attention." you let your head fall back against the wall as Gretchen proceeds to talk in your ear. your mind drifts to the day in the cafeteria when Regina embarrassed you in front of everyone. you had thought it was an extreme reaction to a conversation in the hallway but turns out it was because of the kiss. was she that jealous of the idea of you and Cady? That made little sense when she was running around with Shane.

"Does Regina hate me?"

"of course not," Gretchen insists, a comforting hand placed on your shoulder. "you know anger is basically her love language. she just cares a lot."

"Regina thinks Cady is a freak," Karen contributes. "and that you hanging out with her makes us look bad."

"We were just doing homework."

"I saw you kiss her," Gretchen retorts.

"she kissed me,"

"you have been hanging out with her a lot," Karen states

"and you invited her to Connor's party," Gretchen resumes.

"yeah but..." you trail off because you really don't have a comeback. All those things were very much true. "this is stupid."

"if you had just listened to me-"

"Jesus, we get it Gretchen" you huff sharply and then feel bad for it. "sorry but you have to stop saying that- I should be able to talk to a girl without it being the end of the world."

"maybe talk to less weird girls?" Karen proposes brightly. "like me.... or Gretchen.... oooh or Regina."

"Thanks for the suggestion." you tap her nose gently, making her face scrunch up. "but I meant other than you three."

"you can talk to whoever you want," Gretchen reassures you, dropping her head to your shoulder. "as long as Regina approves."

"you sound insane,"

Gretchen shrugs. Karen's attention has returned to her phone. and you were suddenly so aware of how insane being friends with Regina George truly is.

the bell for first period has you walking down the hallway towards your history class. you share it with Gretchen who you haven't spoken to since Sunday. you're still mad at her.

"Hey, can we talk?" your brow furrows a little. it was Regina. and you were still mad at her too for last week.

"I have to get to class," you huff but she doesn't take the hint; instead she takes your hand and drags you straight into the nearest closet. it smelt like chemicals, dust and... vanilla. you imagine the vanilla is the girl, not the room.

"what the hell?"

"Just give me a minute,"

"why are we in a closet?" you wonder. it was cramped. a painfully buzzy lightbulb hung over head, flickering through an array of intensities. shelves full of supplies.

"I'm sorry, okay?" your eyes were looking anyway but at her until now. staring into blue-green eyes. did she just... apologise for something? was this a dream? your dreams never normally included Regina apologising but that seemed like the only way this could be real. "I'm sorry I got mad over you and Cady. you've just been acting weird since she joined"

"Are you... fucking with me right now?""

"what? I can't apologise?"

"I never said that," you did imply it but you would never say it. "I'm just confused." a shrug of your shoulders.

"I just don't like it. I don't like her," she wasn't about that. you weren't confused about her feelings towards Cady. you were confused as to why she was apologising for it? also, why do you have to do this in the closet? couldn't you have done this in a place with such a dizzying aroma? "I get like angry when I see you together. and then when Gretchen told me you kissed her-"

"she kissed me."

"Whatever," a dismissive wave. "I mean, it just was a lot y'know."

"not really" Your brow furrows.

"you're not that fucking dense, are you?" as the blonde takes a step forward, you take a step back crashing into a bucket and mop. She grabs your wrist. maybe an attempt to save you? "careful." said much softer. caring almost. it makes you suspicious. more so than the apology you hardly believed in the first place.

"we're gonna be late for class," you answer quietly. you try to pull your arm away but her grip doesn't falter. it's firm and tight; possessive almost. "Regina, please,"

"you promised to stay away from her," Regina mentions softly. you think back to that day. Regina straddling your lap. hands on your chest. moving against you. soft lips. it makes you blush. she pulls you closer. "promised you didn't like her more than me." her other hand gently cups your cheek. "was all that a lie?"

"no," you shake your head slow and stern. "no. i-"

"you kissed her." stated firmly.

"she kissed me," you argue back. her fingers press a little harder into your cheek.

"don't remember asking," expressed as she leaned in close. hot breath hitting your skin. vanilla fills your nostrils. "tell me you love me," whispered. you swallow hard. "please."

"Regina..." grip on your wrist tightens.

"go on."

"I... love you," you sound more confused than sure.

"more than cady?"

"you're my best friend,"

a once gentle hand now grips your chin. "more than Cady?" asked again.

"uh... more than Cady,"

"say you're obsessed with me." her lips loom mere inches from yours threatening a kiss.

"I'm... obsessed with you." her eyes are so intense, it's kinda scary. it's always treacherous being so close to her.

"Good," her lips press into yours. fierce and strong. but gone just as quickly. "I'll see you at lunch." she lets go and leaves without another word. The door to the closet closes with a click. insane. you remain for a few minutes. a little lost. a little confused. then you leave for class.

sat at a table under the beautiful shade of a massive umbrella during your free period. Cady is opposite. Gretchen was supposed to be here too but you don't know what happened to her. probably worried about sitting with Cady. "why are you doing work?"

"It's a study period. you should also be doing work,"

"It's almost lunchtime don't be ridiculous," you groan loudly. the bell rings mere moments later bringing a smile as the animals are released from their classrooms out into the wild. "see."

"you didn't do anything,"

"never do. That's half the fun of a free period before lunch."

"hey baby," that was Regina's voice. you look up promptly, half expecting her to make a comment or demand your presence but instead, she takes a seat right beside you.

"Hello," you try not to think about earlier. about how weird this is and focus on the fact she seemed to be in a good mood. her arms snake around you, drawing you back into her embrace.

"Cady,"

"hi Regina,"

"you look good today," Regina comments. your brow furrows. she was being weirdly affectionate. should you be concerned? probably but you were gonna enjoy her openness. the last week had been so weird and you kinda of just wanted things to go back to normal. and while this wasn't exactly normal, you prefer this to outward anger.

"thank you,"

"Now say it back," you roll your eyes but wear a playful smile.

"you look radiant Regina," said playfully. She gives you a quick squeeze and you finally settle in her embrace.

"I know," hummed in your ear. "so do you wanna come to mine after school?" muttered in your ear.

"what's the occasion?"

"I want you to," Regina declared. "why does it matter? you're coming over."

"am I now?" you ask playfully.

"We should get food," Regina lets go and gets up. you watch her for a moment expecting her to bark a demand but she doesn't. she just walks away. it freaks you out so you bid farewell to Cady and go scampering after the blonde.

"you good?"

"course," she states as you fall in step.

"you're being strange," you observe. "I was half expecting you to drag me away from that table."

"what's the point?" she asks. "you'd just go running back to the little nerd."

"no running is involved."

"running. skipping. drooling." the blonde teased. when you enter the lunch room, Gretchen is already sitting alone at your usual table. "like a love-sick little puppy dog."

"Okay, ew, no,"

"where have you been?" Gretchen wonders as you approach. She knows where you've been. you text her.

"no love involved whatsoever,"

"Who are you in love with?" Gretchen asks.

"no one,"

"I got tater tots," Karen announces as she zooms past with a try, taking a seat at your lunch table.

"oooh, they have tots today? let's go get food," you grab Regina's hand and start pulling her towards the food. Gretchen comes scrambling after the two of you. "I'm starving."

"aren't you always," Regina comments. the sea parts as she leads the way to the front of the line. it's unfair. but you never call her out. you always take advantage.

"Who are you in love with?" Gretchen repeats

"nobody, we moved on,"

"god keep up Gretchen," Regina huffs. you're so excited about your tater tots you practically run back to the table with your little tray. your two friends in toe. you take your usual seat next to Karen. Regina sits opposite with Gretchen.

"Cady keeps looking over here," Karen announces, popping a tot in her mouth. "it's creeping me out."

"she's so weird," Regina sighs. "if she's anything like her freaky friends it's because she's obsessed with our dear sweet puppy,"

"she is not obsessed with me,"

"This is what happens when you give losers attention, " Regina persists. "they think they have a shot. soon she's gonna think she can just come over and talk to us and it's your fault."

"Firstly, she would never do that. She's intimidated by you," you express. "secondly. she is sweet, you gotta lay off her."

"as she should be," the blonde looks disgusted. "also gross. She's so fuckin weird."

"you guys are being mean,"

"Is it mean if it's true?"

"still yes," you insist. "I like cady."

"We know," Gretchen states. Regina shoots her a dirty look.

"you don't get to talk Gretchen," Regina spits. "you never shut up about Jason like he's not disgusting."

"Cady would be cute if she just learnt how to dress. and do her makeup," Karen interjects.

"I don't even think that would help."

"Can we stop talking about her please?"

"don't wanna hear us shit talk your girlfriend."

"not my girlfriend." you argue. "but I would like this to end. quickly. let's go back to Jason that dude fuckin sucks."

"he's so sleazy," Karen adds. and the conversation flows into something other than you and Cady. thank god.

you're lying on Regina's couch. in Regina's room. alone. after school. you expected Karen and Gretchen to be here too but alas they weren't here. after this morning, you wouldn't be surprised if this was some cult worship ceremony. the door creaks open and in walks the infamous blonde. a glance before going back to your phone.

"my mum wants to know if you're staying for dinner,"

"am I?" you don't even know why you're here. and knowing Regina she could kick you out at any moment.

"I said yeah but you don't have to," a shrug.

"guess you're not mad at me anymore then,"

"When was I mad at you?" she questions, sitting down on her bed.

"When are you ever not?" you tease. "sometimes I think you hate me."

"if I hated you, you wouldn't be here," the blonde comments.

"you've been so short with me recently." you sit up properly.

"Because you've been acting different." the girl insists. "and it's weird. and I don't like it. I want you to go back to how you were."

"I don't even know how I've been acting different?" you lean back. "I think you're just jealous."

"jealous of what?"

"Cady." you see her eyes narrow. jaw tense.

"you are obsessed with her."

"not obsessed," you correct. "I don't even know what is going on between me and Cady."

"but you like her?"

you shrug. "do you like her?"

"no," it makes you smile for some reason. same old Regina. number one cady hater. "not even a little. she's strange. can't dress for shit. really awkward."

"tell us how you really feel," you chuckle a little.

"you'll just call me mean," like she wasn't already being mean.

you shrug. "I like when you're mean."

"I know," a smile quirks at her lips. the blonde pats the space next to her. "come here,"

"why?"

"Just come here," a dramatic sigh. you push up and cautiously walk over to sit down next to her. "why are you acting so scared of me?"

"I don't know," you shrug. "kinda expecting you to push me off the bed or something."

"why would I do that?" her brows furrowed.

"Because you're evil," a smirk slowly takes over her lips. you nudge her softly with your shoulder.

"I love it when you call me evil,"

"I know," you reply. "because you're obsessed with me."

"you wish."

"I don't have to wish," you tease. "because you're obsessed with me."

"you're really pushing your luck here," Regina comments. "stop." her tone suggested she was done playing. the blonde falls back against her bed. you just look at her as she starts typing on her phone. "and stop staring at me freak."

"but you're so pretty,"

"your girlfriend wouldn't like you saying that."

"not my girlfriend," you insist. "no more than you are." the blonde doesn't respond and you both fall into a comfortable silence. you lie down beside her. "why did you invite me over?"

"make out. prove a point. why do you think i asked in front of cady?" you just shrug. the girl sighs loudly and discards her phone off to one side before rolling onto her side to look at you. you just turn your head to face her.

"for someone so smart, you really are stupid," you'd be offended but there was hardly a point. she just watches you, watching her. you crack under her gaze and look away but she just reaches over and forces you to look at her. "do you know why I keep you around?"

"Because you love me?" said playfully but quietly. you know it's not the answer she was looking for.

"I like the way you look at me," she admitted quietly. "everyone stares at me but you... you look at me like I'm the only person in the entire world." she went on. "like you just can't get enough." you don't know what to say. Regina was like nobody you had ever met but in a different way to Cady. She just commanded attention. a beauty beyond words. and sometimes you wonder why you ever caught her eye. the girl shuffles closer now. "you can run around with freaks. you can be confused about Cady. but at the end of the day, none of it matters." that hand on your jaw loosens and begins to trail down over your neck. "you'll always come running back to me."

"What makes you think that?"

"It's in the way your breath hitches when I'm close. the way your eyes linger when I walk away. the way you so easily melt under my touch," her voice was gentle but taunting. her hand slipping lower and lower down the length of your body. you could hear your heart beating loudly in your chest. an onset wave of heat flushing your cheeks. "I can say or do whatever I want," her hand stops at your thigh, squeezing roughly. body leaning into yours. pressing you further into the plush fabric of her bed. "and you'll always be mine." whispered sharply before her lips meet yours and the fire makes the rest of the world melt away. you reach up to draw her closer. deepen the kiss and the way she groans makes your head spin. but then she pulls away unexpectedly. "oh I forgot to mention Shane is coming over after dinner so you gotta be gone by then. Cool?" you can feel the emotions stirring. it's weird and confusing. Shane's name fills you with anger; annoyance even. through no fault of his own. was she fucking serious? but at the same time you couldn't move. maybe a wiser person would have stopped everything right here. walked away with their dignity in their hands. Cady was probably a safer option. she liked you. and maybe you liked her too. but there was just something about Regina. being on her good side meant the world worked for you too. it was a world you'd become so accustomed to, you can't imagine it any differently. you can't imagine a life without the blonde. you didn't want to leave. you wanted to chase the high of each kiss. the pain as her nails dig into your skin. the firey mess of being with her.

"cool." you nod simply, pulling her back into the kiss. dignity was overrated when it came to Regina George anyway.

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imbestforyou · 11 months

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you belong with me

pairing: jj maybank x bestfriend!reader

summary: reader is in love with jj, but jj’s dating another girl…

warnings: unmutual pining, minor profanity, poorly edited, cliffhanger (sorry i got lazy), short pt. 2 if people want it idk, little angst and fluff

approx. reading time: 8 minutes and 30 seconds

writing inspo: you belong with me (taylor’s version) by taylor swift

masterlist :)

“wait what?” i exclaimed. i was sitting in sarah’s room listening to her talk about her day at the beach with the pogues.

“yes i swear! he brought emily there and had his arm wrapped around her and everything! didn’t even surf, which is crazy for jj.”

“so he must be serious about this girl, right?” i sighed as i layed on her bed. i couldn’t believe it. jj maybank? in a relationship with a kook girl?

“i mean i don’t know much. but if i’m being honest, he didn’t seem that interested in her.” she talked as she curled her hair for her date with john b. i stayed silent. i couldn’t believe it.

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“hey y/n!” i stopped in my tracks. i knew that voice all too well. and it was the voice of someone i had been ignoring for the past two weeks. i turned slowly to face him.

“hey.” i said looking at the floor. purposely avoiding eye contact. it wasn’t that i didn’t want to see jj, i did. but it hurt to know he was dating someone else. especially emily, someone who was drastically different from me, from all the pogues to be honest.

“i feel like i haven’t seen you in forever. what’s up with that? sarah told me you’ve been sick, but i told her that was bullshit. you haven’t gotten sick since like the 3rd grade.” he grabbed me by the shoulders playfully. i look up to see emily staring at me from the bar.

“uh yeah. i don’t know what happened. probably got it from my parents after they came back from new york.” it was a lie. my parents hadn’t been to new york in ages.

with emily giving me a death stare and jj touching me, i was feeling claustrophobic and a little freaked out, “anyways look i’ll see you later. i have to get home and get some homework done.” i turn around and start walking before he can begin a sentence.

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you're on the phone with your girlfriend, she's upset

she's going off about something that you said

‘cause she doesn't get your humor like I do

my eyes were closed while i sunbathed on the beach before i was interrupted by another call on my phone.

jj <3 - 3 missed calls

jj <3 - calling now

“hello?”

“y/n? y/n! hey how- how are you doing?” he stutters a bit.

“hey i’m doing fine? are you okay? you sound a little weird.”

“i’m good just pissed at emily.” he huffed.

“ahh emily. so how is your new girlfriend?”

“she’s pissed at me for some lame joke i made with pope. and she called attacking me and shit because i was being a douchebag or something.”

“ha what else is new.” i joke. and he laughs which stops my heart for a minute. i pause then ask,

“what was the joke?” i ask, curious to know why emily would be so upset.

“i told her the dress she was wearing looked like a hospital gown and she got all pissed. wasn’t even a good joke…” he mumbled.

i laughed, he was right. it wasn’t, i could think of thousands of jokes better, but i could tell it must’ve been an attempt to make emily and pope laugh.

“i guess she doesn’t get your humor.”

“guess not…” he sighs then starts again,

“hey l was wondering if you wanted to hang out later. i don’t know i’ve been feeling really distant from you recently.

“yeah i’m sorry about that, um so like with the pogues or…?”

“nah just yo- sorry hold that thought emily’s calling me and i really don’t want to make her more mad. i’ll call you back.”

he never called back.

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im in the room, it's a typical tuesday night

im listening to the kind of music she doesn't like

and she'll never know your story like I do

a week had passed and he still hadn’t called me. i wasn’t even trying to ignore him anymore, he just was never around. school had ended and summer break had finally begun. and still no call.

as i layed on my bed and sang along to “the blue” by gracie abrams, sarah tries convincing me to talk to jj.

“why don’t you just call him? see what’s up? it’s not like him to be this distant. it’s with john b too, hasn’t been to the chateau recently. and you know how his dad is.”

“a shitty father is what he is.” i spit out. even though i was irritated at jj for not even trying to keep any communication between any of the pogues my hatred for luke will always be worse.

i sit up, “look he’s probably fine and with emily. i’ll talk to john b to get him to chill. but honestly i don’t think jj wants to keep contact with any of us. if he wanted to he would have.”

“i don’t know, you should call him. emily has like tied him up all for herself. have you noticed that?”

but she wears short skirts, I wear t-shirts

shes cheer captain and im on the bleachers

dreaming 'bout the day when you wake up and find

that what you're looking for has been here the whole time

“i mean i think everyone has. or that fact that she’s nothing like any of us and exactly like the type of girl he would make fun of.”

“a kook princess, like what i was.”

“exactly. i don’t want to judge him but why would he go into a relationship with someone who he so obviously doesn’t like?”

“something is up y/n. go figure it out.” she grabbed my car keys and pushed me out the door.

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standing by and waiting at your back door

all this time, how could you not know, baby?

you belong with me, you belong with me

i take a deep breathe before knocking at his door.

no response. i knock again.

“hello! anyone home?”

“shut the hell u- y/n?” jj opens the door.

“hi- hey i just came to check on you. can i come in?”

he turns back, no doubt looking for his father. “probably not the best idea.”

“yeah- yeah uh wanna go to mine? so we can talk?” he nods and shuts the door behind him. he doesn’t make eye contact but all i can do is stare at the blood on his face and knuckles.

oh, I remember you driving to my house

in the middle of the night

im the one who makes you laugh

when you know you're 'bout to cry

and I know your favorite songs

and you tell me 'bout your dreams

think I know where you belong

think I know it's with me

i unlock my house from the back door to hopefully not make as much noise. my parents couldn’t find out i was sneaking in a boy in the middle of the night. i hurriedly close the door to my room and turn to him.

“are you okay?” i spill out.

“yes.” he’s quiet, that’s not the jj i know.

“you know you can talk to us, right? like any of the pogues, we’re here for you. i’m here for you.” i move closer and touch the blood on his forehead, and he winces. his head is sticky, like if he had been sweating. and i can’t decide whether it’s because of the humidity or if he was fighting with his father. probably both.

“luke?” he just nods. my heart breaks for him. i grab his hand and let him sit on my bed. i grab my first aid kit and rubbing alcohol and get to work on the blood and bruises on his hand and knuckles.

we sit in comfortable silence. but it was mostly me waiting to see if he was going to talk about his dad.

“i didn’t want to ignore you guys.” he speaks so low, i almost couldnt hear him. i kneel down so i can look at his face.

“then why did you?”

“i- i told my dad something, stupid i know. but he blew up on me a couple weeks ago. told me his boss had a nice daughter named emily my age. said if i could get with her, he’d get more money or some shit. i don’t know i guess i wanted to make him proud. so i- i started dating her. kept fucking it up and he would beat the shit out of me. didn’t want you guys to see me like that.”

i sighed. my hands were holding his for comfort. something we’d done since we were kids but felt really unfamiliar now.

“what’d you tell your dad to make him set you up with emily?”

he coughed, “told’m that i loved someone.”

my heart dropped for the second time in two months. why did i even think for a second that’d i’d have a chance? i told myself we belonged together.

“oh.” i got up and released my hands from his. suddenly feeling very uncomfortable. i cleared my throat.

“um well, i have some sleeping bags in my closet and if you want you can sleep in my bed or um whatever feels more com-“

“i told him i loved you.”

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chweverni · 4 months

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HOW I THINK _ bonedo 'n their love languages ! (pt.2)

pairing; ot6!bonedo x fem!reader synopsis; how would your adorable boyfriend(s) express their love for you? word count; 614 author's note; pt.2 is here!! wooo what are yall's thoughts on a taesan fic involving love potions? i got the idea a while back but idk if the commitment is there lmfaoo

read pt.1 here !

KIM DONG HYUN - physical touch/gift giving & receiving !

ESFJs are.. interesting. when they're in love, every little thing their partners do, affect the way they judge their relationship. here, leehan would definitely be the one who's into physical affection a lot. for him, a day without your hugs and kisses, or cuddles right after waking up, is enough for him to jump into conclusions that maybe your day was bad, or that you had a nightmare. he'd do everything, in his favors to make your day better. leaving you in bed, with a forehead kiss, and going out of his way to bring you breakfast in bed is something i definitely think he'll do a lot! the type to be totally into pda because he desperately needs people to know that he has the most prettiest, cutest, sexiest, smartest and loving girlfriend on this entire planet!

think of gifts such as flowers, hand-made cards, CDs or cassettes, rings, things he made in art classes such as little pots, drawings, tickets to concerts or amusement parks, because he loves to spoil his babe a lot and would swim across oceans just to get you the things you like. and this would totally go both ways, too. you would exchange gifts whenever there's a special day you both would like to cherish together.

he'll probably get you hot water bags, chocolates, snacks and warm blankets when you're on your period and would check up on you frequently to make sure you're doing fine. he would give back rubs whenever you're having cramps, while you sleep helplessly on your bed.

"i made you this during pottery classes.. see the flowers here? they're real! i glazed them afterwards.", he'll say proudly, with his adorable eye smile.

you'd kiss him immediately right there and then, which he would return in a heartbeat.

KIM WOONHAK - quality time/physical affection !

another ENFP, who has an unhealthy obsession of being with and around you 24/7 because he just loves you a lot, he can't help it okay? for him, one second without you feels like eternity. you two spend every second together, being literally attached at the hip. the type to send you messages like, "i wish you lived next to me, so that whenever i wake up, i could just stick some notes in my window, wishing you good morning, hoping you'd see them.", knowing that you'd have to literally run out of your house to reach school on time if that happened. he's the one who yaps a lot in the relationship, while all you can do is either listen with full interest, or feed into his interests by asking him more. and if you do both, he'll probably be planning a future with you, far away from the main lands, because he wants you to himself.

the type to give you surprise hugs whenever you're fully focused on something, like reading a book, to see you flinch. he'll probably be into the concept of cheek touching, as a form of greeting you. be prepared for random kisses on your cheek, nose, forehead, lips, hands and knuckles through out the day, because poor baby just cannot get enough! think of teddy bear hugs, and him resting his chin on your shoulder.

he's totally the type to fall asleep in the bus/train ride home after school, leaning to your body or shoulder, while one of your earbuds is still playing faint music, to help him sleep.

"can you come over, baby? pretty please? i promise this is the last time i'm asking you this! i miss you.", even though it probably will continue to happen every single day.

that's it! i hope i did them justice as usual <3

thanks for checking in on my blog, love you, bye!

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vnmpior · 1 year

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NOT A ROOKIE ☆ ANYMORE

SIMON "GHOST" RILEY

x fem reader

summary: it's been a few years, and you've quickly made it up the ranks with your craftmanship and sheer skill when it comes to hand-to-hand combat and guns. when you get put on a new mission, you never guessed who would be there to save you

note: part 2!! honestly some people wanted to know when pt.2 came out, so should i make a taglist for my ghost fics? just comment or msg me if you want me to put you on it! i don't really like this i feel like it's so rushed or something?? idk it doesn't click. THIS IS MY FIRST TIME WRITING A KISSING SCENE PLEASE B NICE

tw: brief mention of non-con (but does not happen to any character in past or during this ff)

pt.1 // not proofread

☆☆.

shadow.

shadows can be your greatest fear, not knowing what lies in the darkness ahead of you. an enemy, or is it your mind playing tricks on you?

it can also be a safe haven, a refuge from the blistering sun, or other things.

but that can simply be a facade, a trap for others to fall into.

using the shadows to your advantage can be lethal. being quiet, deliberate in your actions as you sneak up behind someone and take them out without causing alarm.

when harnessed correctly, shadows can be your greatest weapon.

. .

"i've got him in my sights. ready when you are." you said, staring at the back of your target's head through your scope.

you waited for confirmation, but no response came.

"captain?" you spoke, even momentarily taking your eyes off the man who isn't aware of what's about to be his untimely demise to inspect your radio.

"fuck." you wouldn't shoot without orders, having learned your lesson way back, during the mission right after you met ghost. that mission also led you to be called shadow.

you heard a crackle, and what you could make out to be, "go."

you immediately put your finger on the trigger, realigning your gun, and once you were ready, you let out a deep exhale and added pressure, the recoil always making you blink against your will. you watched as the man almost immediately slumped over.

"target down." you began packing up your gear and gun, trying to get to the rendezvous before anyone came to check out the noise.

"shadow. shadow, can you hear me? shadow, how copy?" you heard.

"captain? what's wrong?" you asked, already going down the stairs of the building, sprinting.

"did you shoot?" price sounded slightly worried.

"yes. didn't you give me the affirmative?" did you mishear him? fuck, the only reason why he wouldn't want you to shoot was probably because you shot the wrong target. "don't fucking tell me i shot the wrong person."

"no, you got the right one alright. i just need you to watch out. turns out a lot of people have already found out about your little assassination. they were ready for it. be careful making your way back. i've got a little surprise waiting for you here."

"a prize? you finally rewarding me for my hard work?" you chuckled, now on even higher alert for soldiers coming at you.

"honestly, it's up to you if you think if it's a prize."

"is it a medal? i fucking hate medals. the fuck am i gonna do with them?" you scowled, the balaclava you had on shifting as your nose scrunched up.

"nah, you might actually like this. just get here safe."

"i'm looking forward to this, price. don't disappoint me. or i'll make sure you won't touch another cigarette in your life." you grinned as you stuck to the darker areas, trying your best not to be seen by coincidence.

you paused, hearing loud footsteps. you could tell that it wasn't only one person, but multiple.

"fuck," you whispered under your breath. you took out your knife and strapped your gun onto yourself, ready to do some close combat.

you saw them turn the corner, seeing three men, all armed with guns. there was no way you were going to be able to take them all down, but you can hope that they wouldn't notice you.

you pulled your balaclava down even more on instinct, waiting for one of them to sound the alarm and shoot.

you stayed close to the wall, thankful for the shadows that were keeping you from their line of sight.

two of the men split off, turning left before they could make it to you, but one kept making his way over. as soon as he made it in arm's length to you, you quickly covered his mouth and lodge your knife into his throat, watching as he struggled.

"sorry man, i just had to." you frowned as you let him go to eventually die on the floor, retrieving your knife.

you continued on, realizing that the other two had went the way that you had to go. there was no other route that you could go on.

"fucking hell," you grabbed your gun again, ready to fire before the duo could notice you.

you followed them, and sooner or later you caught up. they kept walking, deep in conversation. letting out two quick shots, they had no time to react.

"that was unfair, wasn't it?" you said to yourself. as you made your way around the bodies, trying to get as far as possible before another group came along.

sadly enough, you couldn't get far enough before another trio intercepted your path, also all armed with guns.

you quickly raised your arms up. how the fuck were you getting out of this one?

"what are you doing here?" one of the men said, and you realized that you were far enough way from everyone you've killed for them to even known what you've done. maybe you could play off being one of them, but that would be very hard considering the fact your gear was so much different from theirs.

you looked at him questioningly as if you couldn't understand him, simply letting out a "huh?"

the trio looked at each other, then back at you. you weren't tricking anyone with the tactical gear you had on and gun in hand.

"come with us," one of them smirked. this fucking can't be good.

you knew you were outnumbered, especially with all of them having guns. there was no way you were going to be able to run away or get past killing one of them before you got shot down.

you nodded hesitantly, and the three huddled around you, one of them holding a metal barrel to your head. you could feel it through the fabric, and you began sweating. this was the closest to death you've ever been, and one wrong move could be the last move you would ever make.

they led you away from the bodies, and closer to where you were originally going to go, thankfully, and you made it to a big house, in better shape than all the other house around.

a cloth quickly made its way over your eyes, and someone pushed you to the floor, tying your legs together, but for some reason not tying your hands together, when that's the most useful thing you could have in this situation. you felt the weight of your gun being taken off your body and be set somewhere else.

"just wait a moment sweetheart, someone will be here to talk to you. they'll be so happy to see you," you could hear that guy smirk. when you got out of this situation, you would make sure you pinned his fucking balls to the wall.

you could feel their presence leave the room, and you went straight to your radio.

"price, you there?" you lowered your voice, not knowing when they could come back.

"shadow, where are you? you should've made it back by now." price responded.

"i've been captured. i'm in some big house, in better shape than all the houses around. it's not that far from the rv point. it's on the route i was taking."

"fucking hell. how many are there? you hurt?"

"i don't know. there was three men bringing me in, said they were going to go get someone. i haven't been hurt- yet." you heard a door open and slam shut, followed by what you guessed was four people.

"look who we have here. ain't you a pretty one, darling?" you made sure to take your hand off the transmission button after he spoke, so price wouldn't respond and get your radio taken away or even worse, cause you to be moved to a different building.

that must be the guy they retrieved, but what the fuck was he going to do with you. you stayed silent.

"not talkative, huh? been a while since i saw someone as cute as you walking around." you felt a force lift your chin up.

you knew that if you did anything too rash, they would shoot you. it's obvious they don't want you for any intel, so that means you're easily disposable.

"i've been looking for a sweet little girlie like you. wonder what you can do." he released you, and said. "why's her hands not tied?"

"didn't have enough rope, sir. you'll already have her tied up in that bed of yours anyways."

they all burst out in laughter and you frowned in disgust. that's what they were doing? you decided to try and get up, placing your hands on the floor to drag yourself upright, when something sharp pressed against your neck. ironic to be threatened in the same way that you killed one of their men.

"don't try anything." the guy you assumed was their superior crooned into your ear, making you shiver. and not in a good way.

sticking to not speaking, you nodded, and the blade's pressure disappeared from your neck.

"good girl," they praised, but you cringed inwardly. you would've smiled hearing that come from anyone else's mouth, especially a certain someone. a certain someone you wished could come save your ass already, but you haven't seen them in years.

simon really was a ghost. you let out a chuckle at your own thoughts.

"something funny?" another person questioned. you shook your head quickly.

"leave her here. and go get some more rope, you think some rope around her legs are going to stop here from leaving? fucking idiots."

you laid the side of your head down on the ground, and slowly began lifting up the blindfold around your eyes.

you heard the scrape of a chair, and then the guy, who you were going to call, "the boss", sat down with a sigh.

"who do you work for?" he asked. "nevermind, that's a stupid question. i bet you're with those fucking assholes who killed our leader."

you smirked a little. little did he know you were said asshole who killed him.

"fuck this. those bastards can't find anything even if it was up their ass." you could hear the rustle of clothes as he stood up and felt him grip your wrist.

"what the fuck are you doing?" you spat. you could take him on in a fight as long as no one walked in with a weapon.

"the only reason why you're still alive babe, is beca-" he was cut off by the sound of yelling and gunshots.

"is that your fucking friends?" you heard him growl.

you shrugged. "probably," you cheerily agreed as you grabbed onto his hand that was on your wrist and twisted it as hard as you could, causing him to yelp in pain.

he let go of you and you grabbed your knife, not needing to see where it was due to memory, and quickly cut through the ropes around your ankles, standing up before the boss tackled you, pinning you to the floor.

you didn't need to see to quickly flip him over, trained in being able to overpower even the strongest person. you brought your legs over his back and used your weight and his momentum to make you the one on top. you didn't know if he still had his knife on him, and didn't take any chances. you brought your blade down on his leg, and he howled.

taking this chance, you ripped the blindfold off and made eye contact with the person in front you, some ragged looking person who could be in his late 30s.

"disgusting." you spat as he held his leg, tears streaming down his face. you saw no weapon on him, and you weren't going to wait around for someone else to come along and attack you.

you got up, getting rope and tying his wrists together, doing what he and his men didn't do to you, and you knew he wasn't going to be walking anywhere anytime soon. you put the blindfold around his mouth and held a finger up to your lips.

"you should be more fucking quiet like a good boy." you stood up, running out the room with your gun to the commotion coming from the front of the house.

peering out from a corner to make sure you weren't going to run out into a bunch of bullets, you saw a familiar man with a mask, and four men on the floor, one in the grasp of who you never expected to see.

"nice to see you're alive, rookie." ghost said as the man he carried crumpled to the ground.

"rookie?" you raised an eyebrow, only to realize he couldn't see you do that since half of your face was covered.

"got a mask of your own?" he walked up to you, and he still had so much height over you, looking down at you as you looked up.

"personally, i think mine is much cooler. it looks better on me." you laughed.

"shadow, you there?"

"nice call sign, shadow," ghost let the name roll of his tongue and your cheeks heated up.

pressing a button, you responded.

"i'm here, price. is this your little surprise?"

"couldn't stop him from going. he was eager to retrieve you."

you shot a questioning look at simon, who wasn't looking at you anymore, but instead looking if anyone else was in the house.

"what are you even doing here?" you asked ghost.

"well, i came to help you guys find someone for your next mission, but i think you already found him," he pointed behind you, and you turned to see the piece of shit crawling over to the two of you. how he even made it this far was beyond you, using his soldiers to propel himself forward.

"this fucking bitch?" you scoffed.

"i see the two of you already met," he noted the stab wound in the man's leg and the rope around his wrists.

"you wouldn't believe what he wanted to do with me."

ghost narrowed his eyes.

"he wanted to do something with you?"

"how else do you think i'm alive right now?"

"sheer will. i heard you've gotten good at close combat." ghost went over to the man and crouched over, and the guy looked up in terror.

"what the fuck should we do with you?" he hummed.

"do we have to bring him back alive?" you asked. you would not hesitate to lift your gun and shoot him.

ghost didn't respond, instead going back over to you, placing a hand on your shoulder that made you jump in surprise. the last time you were this close was when he was taking debris out your arm on that first mission.

"do whatever you want. we don't need him."

you grinned. "yes, lieutenant."

☆☆.

you were happy to be back on the base. that was probably the biggest stroke of luck you've ever had, being captured by the stupidest enemies you've ever seen, and by so few of them being at the house with you.

price was happy to see you back, and presented the prize you already knew about.

"aren't you happy to see ghost?"

"beyond elated. i'm currently pissing my pants of joy right now." the sentence might've sounded sarcastic, but you broke out into a huge smile.

looking over at ghost, you saw his eyes had a glimmer of amusement in them.

"i'll be in the other room. come over if you need me,"

you took off your balaclava and tactical vest and weapons as soon as you got in the room, sitting down on the cot. as soon as you swung your legs up and laid down to take a short nap, a rapid series of knocks sounded at the door.

you groaned, going over to open it to reveal ghost.

"simon?"

"can i come in?" he said gruffly.

you gestured for him to make his way in, and you shut the door.

"anything you want, lieutenant?" you emphasized his rank, still remembering the first time the two of you met.

"you ever gonna show me some respect, shadow?"

you held a hand to your heart, letting out a dramatic gasp. "me? not showing you respect? let me apologize."

you could see his eyes roll.

"since you seem like you were going to take a nap, i want to do some close combat with you. need to see how good you got since you were a rookie." it sounded less of an invitation and more of a demand.

"you asking me as a superior or am i allowed to decline?" you put your hands on your hips, tilting your head.

"are you really going to say no?"

"absolutely not. anything to fucking beat your ass."

☆☆.

the two of you were lying on the floor, and you were sweating. hard.

"thought you were better with guns, simon." you exhaled.

"thought you were better at hand-to-hand combat," he retorted.

you glared at him. "i will pulverize your ass."

he didn't reply, and you took the chance to get up and make him get up also.

"one more. whoever wins gets bragging rights."

"bragging rights?" he questioned, but you already began throwing punches and attempting to get him to fall.

he blocked majority of them, but you didn't let him have a chance to get offensive, instead opting to simply go for his waist and push him to the floor, with you attached. this led to you bear hugging his waist, your face in his chest.

you accidentally took a huge inhale through your nose, and you could smell him. he smelled like gunpowder, dust, and. . . wood?

"are you fucking sniffing me, y/n?"

"well, i'm fucking breathing, aren't i?" you could feel him attempt to flip you over but you kept yourself grounded.

"fucking christ. check where your legs are at." ghost groaned, and you peered down to see your leg against. . .

"holy shit, i'm so fucking sorry," ghost took this opportunity to successfully flip you over, and now you were pinned down again. for the second time today, too.

the space between you too was so small, and you could feel his body pressing on yours. your breathing sped up at the distance.

you've been infatuated with the masked man ever since you met him, never being able to forget those moments you had with him. those times you got to work with him, which was barely, had you cherishing those memories of him.

price obviously caught on, which was why he was calling ghost a prize. a prize you were happy to get today.

ghost could tell the look on your face with your half-lidded eyes and parted lips.

he leaned even closer.

"something wrong?" you could hear the smirk.

"fuck off," you turned your face to the side.

"look at me." you immediately went back to glare at him, but you couldn't with how close you were. "i asked you a question."

"nothing's wrong, ghost."

"so if i checked your heartbeat, it would be normal?"

"you trying to touch me, lieutenant?"

"so what if i am?" you had no response to that, opening and closing your mouth, trying to find the words to represent how you were feeling.

the two of you stayed in silence, just like usual, until you broke it.

"can i kiss you?" you murmured.

"close your eyes." you did as he said, and heard the sound of his mask being pulled up, followed by the feeling of his lips pressing against yours. he didn't let go off you wrists, leaving you to have to lean forward to return the kiss.

you kissed as if you had been thinking about this for years, which you had, and he kissed as if this was something that his life depended on. something that he's needed and has been craving desperately.

you never opened your eyes, waiting for the moment he decides to show you himself on his own terms. besides, doesn't it add to the mystery?

he pulled away much quicker than you wanted him to, pouting. you heard him as he slipped his mask back on and told you to open your eyes.

"sorry gorgeous. remember, i'm too pretty to be showing you my face. might dazzle you too much."

you laughed.

"i'm always ready to be dazzled by you, simon. you've dazzled me since the moment we met."

"oh really? you like it when guys insult you?"

"makes me feel like i've done something." you accepted the hand he held out to help you up as he stood.

"definitely have done something to me," he spoke to himself.

you grinned. seems like you both can dazzle people.

☆☆.

i absolutely despise this. i apologize sm

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redcracklestan · 7 months

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Carulia ship analysis pt.1

Ok i decided that I’m gonna do an analysis of every ship (maybe more parts for each one) that are in the show, idk if anyone is actually gonna read it but anyway.

I decided to start with carulia because i have a LOT to say about this ship.

First of all I don’t like it.

I think that carulia is the kind of ship that, yes, is cute but is not gonna work at all. They have no chemistry, literally 0, they are very different, they would not complement each other well, and they have no “ship moments”

I’m gonna talk about each one of these points in order, maybe each one in different parts.

They have no chemistry

I think that it’s kind of oblivious that Julia may have a little crush on Carmen, but that’s all. Carmen sees Julia just as a good friend , or at least it is what i got from their scenes together.

They literally have nothing in common except that they both like history very much, but this is not enough to build a relationship off of that.

But to better understand what I’m talking about I’m gonna mention every episode that they are in togheter.

Becoming carmen sandiego pt.1-2

The first episode where both Carmen and Julia make the first appearance is in the very first episode, Becoming Carmen Sanediego pt.1 but they don’t interact, the only thing we can say about this episode is the fact that Julia is starting to think since the start that Carmen is actually a good thief that just steals from other thief, taking her parts since the start, but i don’t really see any romantic thing in that, just an opinion coming from a smart girl. In becoming carmen sandiego pt.2 it’s the same.

The chasing paper caper

Fast forward to this episode because here is when their relationship start to get interesting.

In this episode, we see carmen going after paper star that stole the Magna Carta. In order to do that, she has to follow paper star on a train and to follow her, but from a distance, because otherwise she would probably die. While she was following paper star on the train, she bumped into Julia, who was sitted on a dining table, probably waiting for devineaux. Carmen sits down on devineaux seat, and she talks to Julia ONLY TO KEEP AN EYE ON PAPER STAR. And then this scene happens.

SHE WAS WATCHING ON THE SIDE TO SEE WHO HER PARTNER WAS BUT NOT BC SHE WAS JEALOUS, BACAUSE THEY JUST MET. How can someone you just met be jealous of you??? Literally all forced, 0 chemistry.

The fashionista caper

In this episode carmen is in Milan (which i loved since i live here) and is trying to stop VILE from stealing the Medici’s dresses, and ACME is trying to stop carmen from stealing them too.

Here we have that scene where Julia tries to stop her before she can go on the catwalk in a very weak way if you ask me (Julia has a soft spot/crush on carmen it’s so clear)

And people are so brave to say that Carmen was checking her out romantically in the middle of a damn caper. See? All forced literally no chemistry. And in the same episode

Here, people say that she was protecting her because she loved her, WHAT. Maybe it is just that carmen is very empathetic, and she doesn’t want anyone to be killed? Maybe? Mhhh, idk this seems like a fair point to me. She would have done this for anybody. Everything here is so forced. Carmen clearly doesn’t reciprocate her crush.

The day of the dead caper

In this episode the only “carulia” scene is when Julia quits her ACME job to follow her other dream: teaching history. And she says that thing to chief

This could be interpreted in 2 ways: 1. Her heart is out of the game because she is going against her ideologies and morals for ACME 2. Her heart is out of the game because of carmen and honestly, like I said before i think that it is both because she has a little crush on carmen, even thought carmen doesn’t reciprocated at all.

The haunted bayou caper

Even here, the only “carulia” scene i can think about is the one where the following conversation happens: (i could not find any gif)

Carmen: devineaux, where is jules today?

Devineaux: that’s classified, but ms.argent is doing other things

Carmen: shame, she’s probably a better driver. And those are such nice cars.

Ok, how can this show any kind of romantic interest? How? She just likes to tease people, and Julia and Carmen are friends. They help each other, but nothing more. Again, forced and no chemistry.

The Egyptian decryption caper

In this episode carmen ask Julia for help to decrypt some old artefacts because she is the only one that can possibly help her, she goes to one of her lessons and she wait, just like devineaux did except she acted in two different ways

Ok, I'm gonna say that again one more time, she may have a small crush on her, but she was mostly surprised, and you can’t deny that. And even if it wasn’t, a small crush not reciprocated is not enough to base a relationship off of that. Another scene

Carmen is just curious about her meeting up with devineaux after everything that has happened, and I’d be curious too tbh. While Julia is just answering a question. Again, all forced, there is nothing romantic in that interaction. Going further on that episode, she is curious why devineaux is answering her private phone, NOT JEALOUS. But anyway, after she convinces Chase to go and save Julia with her, she ends up here

she would say goodbye to her plan to save her, like she did and would do for literally anybody, nobody esclused (like she did for zack and Ivy even though she had just met them) Again I see no romantic interest in that.

The dark red caper

Here there is also only one “carulia” scene and it is that

how can a fight scene be considered a romantic thing? how? again, all forced.

The interactive game, to steal or not to steal

Where carmen dances and Julia looks at her like that

again, this confirms my theory that Julia may have a small crush on Carmen, but she doesn't reciprocate. You can see that by the look in her eyes.

[edit] My stupid ass forgot to mention (thank you @emily-prentits for correcting me) that this was actually all in Carmen's mind, but I think this only proves my point more. because look at how Carmen looks at Julia and how Julia looks at carmen. You can see that even in her imagination, Julia has a crush on her, and i interpreted it as if Carmen noticed that (so it shows in her imagination), but Carmen again doesn't reciprocate, so she looks at her in a "normal" way

I want to specify that you can ship whatever you want this is just an analysis that I made, this is all for today, sorry if i made any grammatical errors but English is not my first language.

I will continue this analysis in the other parts idk when but i hope soon, bye!

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accirax · 1 month

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initial thoughts on DCAS episode 6

THIS EPISODE WAS SO GOOD!!! the fact that it was a musical episode is totally the cherry on top; i love it when series come with their own music (cough cough me @ project sekai). but overall it was also really funny, and had some great character moments, too.

i'll save my thoughts on strategy and where the season might be headed for my next power ranking post (whenever that is :,( ), but were some of my other thoughts/highlights.

specifically the phrase "fuck my life" and Yul saying it made me cackle. seems like Emily ISN'T Yul's manager, but she might still kinda take on that role this season? we'll see. the lack of phones is really having an effect on the plot.

they hate her so fucking bad

okay, i guess i forgot to consider this angle when i was saying it would've made more sense for them to vote out Fiore. however, having started with 18 participants, the merge will probably happen at, what, 10 people? (modern Survivor describes the merge as "at least 11," but obviously this isn't survivor.) sure, Hunter is a bit of a challenge beast, but he can't protect all three of them every episode. if this trio is only 3/10 of the votes, you could literally split the votes on Ally and Tess in a 3-3-4 if you can get everyone else to unite against them. you know what you should be worried about? THE VILLAINS ALLIANCE HAVING 6/"10" VOTES AT THE MERGE!!! sigh. why am i relying on Jake to be smart (/j)

i'm more impressed that there was hot water in the first place. this thing is in the middle of a field, no?

i'm finally starting to see how Yul can be a hilarious "love to hate him" kind of villain. he had some of the best lines this episode hands down.

TREVEK BECOME CANON???

there was absolutely no reason to put the apple on the stick other than to fit in. love this for her.

idk if this is a winner's cut moment or not. glad that the money would go towards schools and NOT the police force, though.

man, now i want to go back and check the other episodes to see if Tess has had the "Cyan Team narrator" role the whole time. in Survivor, that's indicative of a deep run. ...i really need to stop applying Survivor logic to everything.

and why are you thinking about what would make Oliver laugh, Kristal? ',:)

i appreciate the s1 callback, but Trevor doing this dance move gives me so much second hand embarrassment that i keep inadvertently closing my eyes every time i have to "see" it again. anyways, given how most of the episode songs had lyrics related to the Team's emotional state, it's interesting to see that Trevor is singing a romance song. trevek become canon pt 2?

this was an interesting parallel. with Kristal laughing at Derek's joke, it seems like they were trying to show how she's growing closer to Derek, in a way which Trevor might fear is romantic. were there supposed to be romantic undertones to Alec being the only one to laugh at Connor's joke? and, if there were, was that just a fun nod to the aleconnor shippers, or will it actually be canon/relevant to later in the season?

NOT a surprise. i need to see the "i want you died" poetry he wrote about Fiore after last season.

of course you were, you fucking fruit (affectionate)

the anguish: i love my gf :D let's frolick through a field together

"trust me dude i'm the divorce man"

GABBY?????

mood but also damn is Ellie really leaning into the villain thing this season. this doesn't even help her win the season, she JUST wants to see him suffer.

i forgot that the s1 contestants didn't know that Nina was her own separate being yet

they were NOT lying, Aiden's VA is a great singer! Tom's backing vocals and Ellie and Gabby's harmonies(?) were also really nice too, though. this was probably my favorite song of the episode just bc i think Cyan had the strongest singers. all of the rocking, shoulder-moving dances are also impossible not to imitate.

well, there's the thumbnail. their choice of thumbnail made me laugh bc i remember, back when i was watching s1, seeing all the thumbnails of Aiden kissing both James and Hunter and thinking that Aiden was going to be some sort of troublemaking flirty antagonistic character only to be blindsided by his actual characterization. i'm sure the s1 watching me would have only added this to her arsenal of evidence, although hilariously idk if i would have been able to tell the other character was Tom at the time. anyways, i was pretty certain from the start that this must be part of the performance. although, while i'm happy that Aiden seems to think that James will be okay with the performance, i wish we could have cut to James somehow just to confirm that that was true. i don't want the next time we see James, whether in the finale or some other time, to show that he was actually really jealous and upset at Aiden for kissing another man while in a committed relationship. also gabbielle(?) super cute in the bg :D

he's so fucking stupid... (/pos)

bold of you to say this to Ashley, who has been in a two year relationship with the guy who went home in episode 2.

i also really liked this song :D i understand why they made Jake and Ally the main singers, because they best encompassed what the theme of the song was about, but i think i actually liked Ashley's vocals the best. i wish she'd gotten to sing more. also for a moment i thought Marcus had a trans flag on his hat. it's still close enough. trans Marcus canon.

this was probably my least favorite performance of the episode, although idk how much of that was just how much i hate Alec's outfit. glassesless Alec scares me so bad... no hate to the VAs, obviously, i think they have nice voices! it's actually the way that they didn't sound like they had confidence in their singing abilities that made the performance feel a little shakier to me. i do think that this song had the best lyrics in terms of encapsulating each member of their team, though. i really like how Yul and Riya are the ones to sing "i'm going to chase it" as a duo, because they're the ones chasing fame and the limelight, and then Grett sings that she can't ignore it, because eventually she's going to have to realize that her entire relationship with Yul was a result of him clout chasing. Connor only singing "live in the moment until i die" is also very fitting given his placement... in both seasons. L.

really surprised that Riya (or anyone else) didn't even mention Yul's foot injury as part of this equation. Riya just said that she didn't want to lose any more challenges, and Yul's bad foot could totally lead to a loss. maybe i'm just overestimating the extent to which that foot injury will stick around, though.

season 2 characters are REALLY suffering out here.

HELP??????

love to see Alec and Fiore's kinda sorta dual redemptions. i have high hopes for them.

and those were my initial thoughts, which got way longer than i expected. thanks if you wound up reading towards all the way down here. i have no idea who the leakers are, obviously, but i really hope that they stop acting up soon so that the series can continue. i would hate to have the artists have to take a pay hit and/or stop making the series just because of some people's impatience and delusions of power, or have the honest patrons lose out on being able to watch the episodes early to protect from others' immaturity. see ya!

#disventure camp #dcas #sorry for no image descriptions this time i'm lazy and this has already taken up more of my day than i anticipated #disventure camp spoilers #dcas initial thoughts

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delphi-dreamin · 2 years

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Pact Marks

A/N: Two in as many days? How? Idk, but thanks so much for all the feedback on part 4! I honestly felt like a kid at Christmas looking at my notifications.

Warnings: None

Pt 1: Mammon | Pt 2: Levi | Pt 3: Beel | Pt 4: Asmo

Pt. 6: Belphie | Pt 7: Lucifer

Part 5: Satan

“I can’t go back and change the circumstances of my birth. But, how I choose to live my own life has nothing to do with Lucifer.” Satan pauses, letting out a soft chuckle. “It’s funny. When I say it like that, it all sounds so simple.”

He fixes his gaze on Delphi, his face flushing as he sees the light pink dusting on her cheeks. She looks up at him expectantly, violet eyes wide and breath shallow. If he concentrates hard on her neck, he can see just how fast her heart is hammering. He takes in a steady breath.

“The entire reason I was able to face my issues is because of you, Delphi. You’re the one who helped me to be honest with Lucifer…and with myself as well.” He smiles at her. “You want to make a pact with me, don’t you? Well, it just so happens that I don’t like owing people favors. So if this ends up helping you like you helped me, then I’d like to make a pact with you. Okay?”

Delphi smiles wide, eyes misty. Her previous encounter with Satan had been nothing short of a disaster, so for him to come to her willingly feels like a dream. She feels lighter than air as she nods, unable to properly form the words to agree.

“Great! Then that makes us even,” the demon says.

As the words of his oath float over her, Delphi begins to feel a warmth in her chest. It spreads to her limbs first, setting her fingers and toes tingling. Then it hits her brain and she feels as though she’s trying to think through a fog. She’s hit by a wave of dizziness as the warmth slowly increases in intensity to an inferno, feeling like it’s going to burn through her at any moment. She’s felt this before. Much less intense, but she has felt it.

“So that’s what your rage feels like,” she breathes after he finishes the oath. Her chest feels tight and she’s still a bit dizzy, but she doesn’t feel like she’ll be consumed.

Satan looks down at her, eyes widening briefly in shock. Her irises, normally almost the same violet pink as the twins’, are ringed by glowing electric green. He looks further down at her clenched fists and notices something on the inside of her thigh, just barely being covered by her skirt.

“Did the others get to choose where they put their marks on you?” he asks, as nonchalant as he can manage.

Delphi’s eyes snap back into focus and back up to his. She shakes her head. “Asmo and Beel did, but I placed Mammon’s and Levi’s. Why? Did you have a spot in mind?”

“I do, actually,” he muses, letting his eyes wander to her only other exposed pact mark, Levi’s on her bicep. “Do you mind?”

“Go ahead,” Delphi replies. She hasn’t forgotten that Lucifer is standing only just down the hall, probably watching. She also hasn’t forgotten what happened when Asmo gave her his mark. Her reactions have only gotten more intense the more pacts she’s made, and dread grips her stomach at the thought of her reaction to Satan’s. If the rush of Wrath earlier was anything to go by, she’s worried that something worse could happen.

The blond demon in front of her takes a step closer, his eyes not leaving hers as he raises the hem of her skirt with his fingertips. Delphi has half a second to prepare before he presses his palm onto her left outer thigh and the rush of heat overtakes her again. She clenches her jaw so hard she’s afraid she’s going to break a tooth, but the rage inside her keeps building. She feels it like a wildfire within her and like electricity dancing on her skin. And then she focuses on Satan’s eyes, glowing bright green.

“This is your wrath?” Satan breathes through gritted teeth. “What happened to make you so angry?”

The inferno continues to rage, drawn to the surface by the formation of their pact. It feels like it’s sucking the air from her lungs, making it more and more difficult to stay upright. She clenches her fists tightly, clinging to the pain of her sharp nails digging into her palms to stay conscious. This isn’t a normal reaction, she knows. She knows she shouldn’t feel like she’s going to be ripped apart by this sin, and yet…

Her legs shake when the heat dissipates, and she grabs onto Satan to keep from collapsing onto the floor runner. He catches her easily, watching as the green glow in her eyes fades and the mark on her thigh settles to black. He continues to support her until she catches her breath and the strength returns to her legs. Delphi finally stands on her own, straightening her skirt and nervously tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. She’s unable to look at the Avatar of Wrath directly, gaze falling anywhere but on those emerald green eyes.

She clears her throat and says, “To answer your question, a lot happened. But I don’t wanna talk about it right now. Let’s go find the others, okay?”

Satan nods stiffly, turning to follow as she brushes past to rejoin Lucifer.

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“There y’are, Satan! What took ya so long?” Mammon exclaims as his brother walks through the door. Levi and Asmo turn to look up at the door where Satan stands, back against the wood and nearly pale as a sheet.

“Did you make a pact with Delphi?” Beel asks, recognizing the expression on Satan’s face as the same or a very similar feeling Beel had had when he’d made his pact with the human.

Satan nods and replies, “Yeah, I did.”

“Ooh! How’d it go?” Asmo gushes.

“She is so angry,” Satan breathes, looking up at the rest of his brothers with wide eyes.

“Delphi?” Levi scoffs.

“Sweet little innocent, bubbly Delphi?” Asmo laughs. “Well, not so innocent. But sweet, bubbly Delphi? Satan, are you sure?”

“Hey! Whaddya mean ‘not so innocent?!’” Mammon demands, jumping up from his seat at the far end of his sofa.

Before he can go any farther, Beel grabs him by the shoulder and forces him back down, growling, “Not the time.”

Mammon crosses his arms and huffs, but doesn’t try to get back up.

“I felt it, Asmo,” Satan explains. “When I put my mark on her, it was like every bit of rage she’d ever felt bubbled to the surface. I don’t know what her life in the human world was like before she came here, but it couldn’t have been very good. Her wrath was almost overwhelming. I haven’t felt anything like it since…”

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#obey me #mc!delphi #obey me satan #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me beelzebub #obey me leviathan #obey me levi #obey me asmo #obey me asmodeus #i'm...in awe #i don't think i've ever churned out a fic this fast #granted it's short #but still #obey me mc #obey me oc

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Random thoughts

If twilight ever rebooted I’d love it if they just didn’t follow the books entirely

Meaning

Let expand of the entire Cullen family, more backstories and personality, the family dynamic they all established for each other like show me Rosalie and Alice being sisters and shopping together gossiping about Edward and his fixation in the new human m, let Emmett and Edward try to hang out but Emmets thoughts being so loud and bothering him. Everyone annoyed with Jasper when he alters others emotions for his own gain? (Also can we just cut out Jasper being a confederate soldier or at least have him acknowledge that and either apologize or be like yea that was wrong idk but that has always been weird detail just thrown there)

The couples doing more than just hold hands and kiss. Like we see the trust between Alice and Jasper, Emmett being the only one to make Rosalie laugh and Rosalie always rising to defend Emmett even when he can protect himself. Carlisle dancing with Esme in the empty house. The backstory of how they fell in love

Give Bella more and better things to do. Why does she not have the motivation or ambition to be more than just what she is when she’s with Edward. Maybe she does want to go to college and be something . Maybe she does and meets other supernatural entities ?what if she wanted to travel or wasn’t ready for a long term commitment. What if she didn’t take Edward back after New moon and dated other people?

Also between you and me I think the Edward and Bella relationship could be soooo much more romantic. I want to root for them other than the reason they love each other . I want to root for them cause they make each other better and cause they like each other and they’ve grown from past mistakes.

The pack and Jacob. I loved the dynamic of the pack and the connection they have together. But JUSTICE TO LEAH. My girl deserved better in every way. Would love for her to leave that pack and find her own she-wolf pack because she couldn’t have been alone that too sad.

BELLAS FRIENDS. I don’t know but anyone but she could use some support other than Edward and Jacob. Angela I could see as bestie material. I always thought of her as like a secret witch.

Speaking of that let’s expand the universe. There can’t just be vampires and shapeshifting wolves. I’m thinking why not other shapeshifting animals, or ghouls, witches, fairies, elves, trolls. Whose to say that they are the only ones? I’m not saying all these at once cause that’s be a lot but I’m just thinking that there should be more? What about hunters who know about this world hidden from humans? The potential man.

Also can the Volutri be more of a threat? The whole series we hear about them and the power they posses. They demand Bella to be turned, she does it though it would have happened regardless, and then they get mad about baby refrigerator but leave after the miscommunication. I haven’t read the books in a bit but I just don’t remember if they just had one long talk about it and they were kind of insinuating that they wanted the powers of edward and Alice in the voltori

That could have been a bigger problem but it didn’t feel like it ever was. Alec could have put a hit on them or that fight scene in breaking dawn pt 2 could of actually happened and we see the result of what happens

I’m just spit ballin here but let’s get some LgbtQ+ characters and have them dress according to their personality. AND BLUE TINT YEA and keep the soundtrack either as is or as a blueprint. Get more diverse casting.

Make it a series instead of a movie. I can see this as a cool animation or live action.

I’m probably missing a bunch of other points. But yea this is what I was thinking about today

#twilight #the Cullen #Bella swan #twilight books #just an idea #I know this would never happen but can you imagine

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midnightmisadventures · 2 months

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Pt 2 Liam Dream

Here's what I got...

We um, we were in our dream settings as usual. Fancy cruise dinner but not necessarily on a cruise, state college, huge manison, is it christmas? and most importantly.

The biggest up and comer. That park/camping/venue/camp that sometimes day is performing at outdoor festival style or there is a very cheap and country carnival. Looong "road"or driveway going to the park.

Theres also the dream town? And we were at one of those restaurants in one of those plazas if that makes sense.

And we were talking about various things while getting ready to go somewhere together.

There were other relevant guys what we knew or who were interested in me in the dream?? And I started talking about them casually not in a way where im praising them or calling them attractive. But in my head i felt myself talking too much. Like i had a feeling bringing them up would make Liam upset, but it was like I couldnt stop myself or like word vomit.

So then he tensed up or whatever and asked "who's more attrative "insert guy we know" or a famous basketball player" "Compare him to a famous basketball player you think is hot"

and as he was going i was like "no no no, im not doing that" and he was like "cmon, just do it" as if it was all good fun and not something he was upset about. I was like Liam no, im not gonna talk to you about guys and tell you whos hotter thats crazy, why would i do that." And something along the lines of....i love YOU and thats all that matters. But also not that bc i couldnt define our relationship exactly

He kept pushing, and i said i dont even know any basketball players by name except the famous ones. I only know the people my dad talks about anyway. And because he wouldnt let go, i even tried to name ACTIVE basketball players at the top of my head and i was struggling just to prove it to him, but i was hoping he believed me.

We then started talking about going to events, and like upscale things, not the grammys or something so big but potentially an award show. And he made a comment along the lines of "you get a girl who lives/works in new york and she'll start talking about stuff like this" Like oh so fancy, uhuh this checks out since you work at a fancy job in the city now and you do fancy things.

Lmaooo. I was just like what?? But we moved past it.

This comes off like he was being an insecure dick. But he wasnt.... lol. Insecure? okay yea probably but he wasnt being a dick it was very playful vibes but only significant cause i could see through it and tell this things were bothering him a little.

But it never felt like at my expense. He was always just trying to measure himself to feel good enough for what i was experiencing and who i was around.

Then.... time goes on. Its just us we're talking the same. And I tell a story about how one time i didnt pay a parking meter? And didnt get a ticket but i parked illegally. Idk a super harmless RANDOM story.

And after I told it he got quiet. And weird. Emphasis though on not mean. He was sweet and gentle the whole time. But his deameanor changed. And i tried to keep talking but now he was SO down. So I was wondering if I should bring it up, should I wait till we leave and say something in the car....

But i just said "im sorry, is it something I said? What's wrong"

And he looked up from tying his shoes and was like....."uh its just that (lets say "not paying the parking meter?") is really dangerous and I wouldnt want anything to happen to you. One time something happened with me and my dad and it was really bad"

And i felt horrible I was like "oh im so sorry Liam, I would have never brought it up, if I knew you had trauma attached to it" and he quietly was just like "its okay" And i was about to go over to him and hug him or rub his back but I asked "do you wanna talk about it"

And he just shook his head. So i was like...okay, he wasnt mad at me. He was just in a bad mood becaus of whatever bad memory.

But i....to fill the silence i guess kept saying sorry. Even though i didnt need to apologize anymore lol, I didnt know it would trigger him. And i asked him if he wanted to talk about, AND i said i wouldnt park illegally again. (Even though whatever my random story was about wasnt that bad)

My point was i did everything i could so i need to learn not to put it on myself to make him feel better. He's allowed to be sad. People can be in bad moods. Its not my fault!!

Which maybe explains why, then i said "Im sorry if now im talking too much, or saying the wrong thing i-, just sometimes don't know when to stop or if im doing to much"

And he said something in a cheeky way like "yea....you coulda stopped already. You don't have to keep talking"

And in the dream i took offense to that (silently). And got insecure about yapping too much.

But thinking it through now I think he was just saying "its okay you don't have to overcorrect or fix something that you didnt do" (or even that you did). You apologized. And he wasnt upset cause i told a random story about a parking meter. He was upset becuase he was reliving whatever trauma with his dad.

Swipe up for part 3

#dream catcher #parking meter

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urlocal-gl1tch · 2 years

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chat 2

donut changed the gc name to: exposing bitchless people

2:49 AM

donut: YALL WON'T BELIEVE WHAT I FOUND

bland hoe, man whore, ripoff badass miku, genderwho and carrot top came online

bland hoe: what-

man whore: the fact that we all collectively came online at the same time makes me laugh

ripoff badass miku: i mean we all were just taking a game break so-

genderwho: do yall people not have SCHOOL?? 💀🔫 genderwho: im trying to SLEEP 😀

bland hoe: we do we're just built different 🤪

ripoff badass miku: like you totally didn't chug down 3 energy drinks bc you wanted to spend more time with asuna 💀

genderwho: caught lackin 💀📸

carrot top: to say we're all sleep deprived would be an understatement

donut: STOP TALKIGN ABOUT SLEEP I FOUND THE GUYS TINDER PAGE

bland hoe: AINT NO WAY 💀✋🏻

man whore: I THOUGHT THAT WAS A JOKE WE JUST COLLECTIVELY MADE 😃

genderwho: IM CRYINGG 😭

donut: THE AMOUNT OF RED FLAGS THIS MAN HAS ON HIS PAGEEEE OML 🚩🚩😟

walking red flag, wannabe emo, and god came online

god: SEND A SCREENSHOT 💀

walking red flag: what happened to hi, hru-

wannabe emo: emma turn off your damn ringer oml i can hear it from over here, ur gonna attract the monsters 💀

orphan #1 and #2 came online

orphan #1 and #2 changed their name to orphans

orphans: everytime we come online, theres someone in danger 😟

god: what can i say, stupid people get in stupid situations

carrot top: LIKE U ARENT IN THE SAME SITUATION WE'RE IN NORMAN SIT THE HELL DOWN 💀✋🏻

donut: *sends the screenshot*

bland hoe: i'm telling klein to come online now i need an explanation

my ass hurts and knock off annabelle came online

my ass hurts: heard we were exposing some people. came to observe

knock off annabelle: your next buddy 😊

bitchless came online

bitchless: WERE YOU LOOKING ME UP ON THE INTERNET 😰

fish go bloop bloop came online

fish go bloop bloop: ur a red flag mitsuba oml

donut: like u aren't 🤨

dead bitch came online

dead bitch: was gonna defend yashiro but mitsuba has a point

bland hoe: damn the plot twist 😟 🍿

my ass hurts: WAIT I JUST GOT DONE READING THE SCREENSHOT my ass hurts: "22 Male, Single and ready to mingle"

bitchless: yall making fun of me for trying to get in a relationship hurts

god: good

manwhore: i'm- HOW OLD ARE YALL- THATS A GROWN ASS MAN

carrot top: idk, ray how old are we again

wannabe emo: 12?

ripoff badass miku: damn klein just got his ego destroyed by a 12 yr old and a donut who knew society could do this now 💀

bitchless went offline

donut: HLEP

orphans: maybe we should be more kind, love is a hard thing in life :(

genderwho: okay master oogway

orphans: I'm-

carrot top: where have u been 💀 u missed a bunch

genderwho: sorry passed out while trying to read the chat and the tinder screenshot genderwho: did scare me tho, i thought i accidentally matched on my catfish account

donut: AINT NO WAY WE HAVE 2 TINDER ACCS IN THIS GC 💀

fish go bloop bloop: CATFISH?? 😟🚩

genderwho: i catfish people into thinking im some hot model sometimes, for the shiggles yknow 🤪

donut: SLAY WHAT U WANNA SLAY 😎👑

bland hoe: just came back from dying adn trying to see where klein went, he left the game and everything

god: damn, i underestimated myself

wannabe emo: i overestimate you everyday

carrot top: i just estimate if we're gonna be dumbasses or not everyday

walking red flag: 3 different types of people in friend groups pt 1

ripoff badass miku: it's the dynamic for me 😍

fish go bloop bloop: now that i think of it fish go bloop bloop: where's kou??

dead bitch: getting his good 8 hrs after his nightly face and wash routine with his brother ✨

donut: if your right, i'm gonna assume that you stalk people hanako

dead bitch: like u don't

orphans: i mean u did go on the hunt for the tinder account and proceeded to expose him, so who are we not to assume we're next

orphans: the 2 dumbasses aren't here either

carrot top: probably out there dying like we were

wannabe emo: nah we a special case 😍

bland hoe: 💀💀💀

genderwho: you all are special

my ass hurts: im special

knockoff annabelle: u wish hun

genderwho: everyone shut up im trying to sleep

man whore: turn on silent mode

genderwho: i have it on but i have this gc on bypass, all notifs no matteer what

bland hoe: aww

genderwho: nah its so that i know when yall are talking shit abt me

donut: expecting the unexpected, i like it picasso

walking red flag: not the tiktok audio

donut: and how do u know that hmm?

gendewho: STFU GO TO SLEEP BYE

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too-gay-for-marvel · 3 years

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just this once pt.6.2

a/n: I’m gonna put as many warnings as I can in this one because it’s fairly dark. Idk if it’s considered “dead dove don’t eat” quality, but I’ve got as many warning as possible just in case

Words: 4,239

Warnings: smut (18+), hate sex, slavery/ownership of mutants, trafficking, coerced consent, sexual exploitation, exhibitionism, voyeurism, dubious consent, graphic descriptions of violence and torture, mass murder, swearing, cheating

Pairing: Natasha x Reader

solnishko - little sun

(pt.1 pt.2 pt.3 pt.4 pt.5 pt.6.1 pt.6.2 pt.6.3 pt.7 pt.8)

Taglist: @bebe404 @strangegardentaco @the-empty-chxld @lgtftchan @m-zne237 @wickedmuses @hopingforromanoff @noodlybees @causeitswhatjesuswouldfreakingdo @gottacamz @wouldirunofftheworldsomeday @santasbitch @when-wolves-howl @madamevirgo @ohfuckno @lenalex78 @mrvvl @alowint @killm3slowly @ llamame-papi

You finally turned the car off and got out, walking around to let Natasha out. The car locked automatically when you closed the passenger door, and Natasha led the way up to the penthouse that had been loaned to the both of you for the night.

Natasha waited for you to open the door for her before walking in. She didn’t know if the cams were in the halls, but it wouldn’t surprise her, so she was going to act the part as soon as possible. It was a beautiful apartment, and Natasha knew she was going to have a hard time telling Roulette no after tonight.

“No mics, right?” You asked as you locked the door again and stayed put.

“No mics,” Natasha reiterated. She held her hand up and gestured you to come closer with a finger.

“How do these people act in private?” You asked as you helped Natasha take her jacket off.

“To each their own, I suppose,” Natasha answered. She didn’t wait for you once the jacket was off. She wasn’t supposed to. And it broke her heart to have to treat you like nothing.

She made her way to the kitchen and looked around. The fridge was stocked, but not with anything she was interested in; you could both eat out later. Eating out would give you both a chance to talk without any pressure of having to play a part.

Once she had become acquainted with everything in the kitchen, she walked out and stopped short when she saw you still standing in your spot. But only for a moment. After her slight pause, she motioned with her head for you to follow her, and explored the apartment until she found the bathroom.

“Cams are in here too,” Natasha said nonchalantly as she started taking her jewelry off.

“No surprise,” you answered, standing in the doorway with your hands clasped behind your back. “She wants to see everyone at their most vulnerable.”

“Lucky for me, I’ve been working out,” Natasha teased. She heard you choke on a chuckle before regaining your composure.

“Indeed you have been,” you answered, a small smile on your lips.

You had chuckled; not quite a laugh, but close. Natasha couldn’t remember the last time you had laughed, not genuinely. Sure, she had heard you laugh at some of the jokes the team made, or when Yelena made a fool of herself as usual. But not a genuine, lighthearted laugh.

And she was getting closer to getting one out of you now. Who knew it would take an undercover mission as owner and pet to make that happen?

Natasha continued walking into the bathroom and found the giant shower. It probably could have held four or five people; she could’ve guessed what activities went on in that shower. She didn’t want to think about it though, didn’t want to think about the countless poor souls that had been used in that shower.

“Can I get anything for you?” You asked, drawing Natasha out of her thoughts.

She turned around and saw you still standing in the doorway, hands clasped behind your back in newly-adopted fashion. Your back was straight, your chin was up, and you looked like you were back in a club. It nearly broke Natasha’s heart to see how quickly and effortlessly you had fallen into your role.

“You don’t have to stand there,” Natasha said, looking back at the mirror before you could meet her eyes.

“We’re being watched,” you said, “can’t necessarily do what I want anymore.”

“Okay,” Natasha said to her reflection. She turned her head to look at you, “then you can start the shower for me.”

You nodded once and walked over to the shower, turning the handle for both shower heads. Some of the water got on your white shirt, leaving see-through spots on your shoulder and back. But you acted like you didn’t notice, instead just doing your job and getting a towel ready.

“Need help?” You asked, motioning towards her dress with your head.

“Sure,” Natasha said softly.

She turned around and felt your fingers at the nape of her neck, grabbing the zipper with deceivingly soft fingers. You stayed silent as you unzipped her dress, and it gave Natasha a hollow feeling in her chest.

You weren’t a pet; you belonged to no one but the sea. Yet here you were, not moving without permission, barely speaking, doing everything for her. It was so unusual for you, so uncharacteristic, and you weren’t a pet.

“Y/N,” Natasha said once you had started to slip the straps off of her shoulders.

“Yes?” You asked. She shivered when your fingers ran over her bare skin.

“You’re not a pet,” she said softly. Your fingers froze.

“I am until we’re done,” you said, voice gruff. “And you left me to be caged like an animal for weeks,” you continued, “so I’m not really sure where you stand.”

“You know I didn’t leave because I wanted to,” Natasha said, spinning around to look at you. She was vaguely aware that she was standing there nude while you were fully clothed, but that was the last thing on her mind.

“Do I?” You asked, tilting your head.

“Yes you do,” Natasha argued back. “Do you really think I would leave you there for no reason?”

“Maybe,” you shrugged. “How am I supposed to know? You don’t talk about it.”

“I say I’m sorry,” Natasha shot back. “How is that not talking about it?”

“Because you don’t tell me why,” you said, your voice still painfully calm.

“Do you want to know why?” Natasha asked, stepping forward until you were chest to chest.

“Not right now I don’t,” you said, and Natasha could see a spark in your eye.

“Why not? We can only talk when it’s convenient?” Natasha asked again.

“Because I’m not going to argue when I can’t speak freely,” you said with a raised voice.

It was only then that Natasha noticed the red, watery look in your eyes. You weren’t crying; you never cried. But it was the closest you would get to it. The only time you would get this emotional was when mutants were at risk or when you felt dehumanised.

She knew which one this was.

“You’re right,” Natasha said, her voice soft. “It’s not equal, and I’m sorry.”

You nodded and looked away, blinking long and hard before straightening up again and looking back down at Natasha. The glassy look was still there, but it was a little better. At least you could look at her with something other than malice.

“She’s going to have something to say about this,” you said simply.

“Who-” Natasha cut herself off. She knew who.

Roulette, Natasha thought to herself. She hated that woman. Hated everything she stood for. From the cocky grin to the nonchalance of the situation. And then she had the nerve, the fucking audacity to touch you like that? To touch you like she owned you?

“You good?” You asked, drawing Natasha out of her thoughts.

“Yeah,” she said, still to herself. “I’m good.”

“Then you should shower before it gets cold,” you said, motioning to the shower. “If you use all the hot water, I’m making you sleep on the couch for the rest of the mission.”

“You could…” Natasha hesitated.

If she said this, it was going to be crossing a line. She had already crossed the line once, but this? This was different, this was her asking, it was her idea. And what about Maria? She was going to find out about most of the situations, but this one? The one that Natasha would initiate?

“Could what?” You asked.

“You could join me,” Natasha said simply. Screw the consequences. This was a mission, wasn’t it? You had a part to play, right?

“As a pet?” You asked, brow raised.

“No,” Natasha exhaled the word. “But you still need to look the part.”

“I can do that,” you said with a small smile. “It probably looked like I disobeyed anyway,” you continued. “Might need punished.”

“Shut up,” Natasha said with a roll of her eyes. She heard you chuckle to yourself as she finally stepped into the shower.

The water was still hot, far too hot for you, but she liked the way it burned her skin. Liked the way it felt like she was stepping into an inferno. It reminded her that she was alive, she was present, everything was real. You know, the little things.

“Fuck,” you hissed, and Natasha turned her head to see you standing in the corner, away from both shower head streams.

“Don’t be such a baby,” Natasha teased.

“I’m going to boil alive,” you said quickly. “Is that what you want?”

“I want you to turn the temp down on that knob and then get over here,” Natasha continued.

She turned her head when you started moving; you never liked when people saw you nude. But when you still didn’t come closer, she couldn’t help but look over her shoulder. And it broke her heart.

Your back was still to her, and she could see the scar from your tundra mission and the outline of your spines going down your back. But what really drew her focus were the new scars, the ones you hadn’t had before the extraction.

The whip marks that looked like they had healed poorly. A patch of skin near your right hip looked like it had been cut out, having a lighter shade and different texture. A brand was burned into the base of your neck with a string of numbers and letters.

And that was just your back.

“You’re staring,” you said softly, making Natasha jump and turn back around.

“I’m not staring,” she defended even though you had literally caught her in the act.

“You’re staring,” you said again. “I know I’m stunning, but that’s rude.”

“Wasn’t staring,” Natasha said again.

She jumped out of her skin when she felt your fingers - now slimy under the water - play with her hair, thoroughly wetting it. Your fingers were so soft, so gentle. Given how much blood you had on those hands, how much death, one wouldn’t have expected it.

Your fingers carding through her hair, then rubbing shampoo into it and scratching her scalp. A sigh left Natasha’s lips when you scratched just that right spot, and all of her worries melted away. The only thing that mattered to her in that moment was your hands in her hair, washing it with no intentions, just simple intimacy.

“Do you ever brush your hair?” You asked as you combed out another tangle.

“There’s not point,” Natasha said, “it gets tangled again anyway.”

“You need to learn some self-care,” you mumbled to yourself.

“Turn around,” Natasha said when you were done washing her hair. “Your turn.”

“Can you even reach?” You teased. Natasha slapped your stomach in return.

“Kneel,” Natasha said. When you stayed standing, she raised her brow.

“Yes ma’am,” you said with a shrug.

Natasha watched with bated breath as you kept eye contact with her and sunk to your knees. Even on your knees you were almost eye level with her, and it made her stomach twist into knots. Knowing that you were within such easy access of-

“Gonna wash my hair, or just stare at me?” You asked, drawing Natasha out of her thoughts. Again.

“You’re insufferable,” Natasha huffed before grabbing the shampoo and getting to work.

For all the shit you gave her about her hair being tangled, yours wasn’t any better. It reminded Natasha of seaweed; thick and difficult to get through. But Natasha was nothing if not persistent, and even though it took far too long, she managed to get the tangles out and washed.

“Done?” You asked, looking up into Natasha’s eyes again.

With the water falling onto your head, dripping down your face, giving your skin the shine you got when you were swimming. With your face so close to hers and your body only a few inches away. Knowing you were right there and within such easy reach was just…

It was…

Natasha grabbed your face with both hands and pulled you forward until her lips connected with yours. It wasn’t as rough as that night a few months ago, no teeth were involved. It was rushed, but soft. She could taste the salt on your lips, and it reminded her of home.

You moved to stand up, but Natasha put her hands on your shoulders and pushed you back down. You didn’t fight her, just followed her lead. A shiver went down her spine when your fingers brushed against the sides of her breasts.

“Touch me,” Natasha whispered against your lips.

“She’s watching,” you replied.

Natasha bit back a retort, knowing you were right. Roulette was going to be watching, was going to want to know exactly what she was going to be getting her hands on. Getting her hands on Natasha’s- no. No, you weren’t Natasha’s. She wasn’t even going to allow her mind to go there.

“Sit,” Natasha said, trying to sound stern.

“She can’t hear you, Nat,” you said in a warning tone. But you sat anyway, and now you were finally closer to Natasha’s stomach than her face.

“Can’t act the part if I don’t speak it, can I?” She asked.

“And you call me insufferable,” you teased. But you did as she asked, and stayed still, your hands palm down on your thighs.

“Now you can touch me,” Natasha said after staring at you for a few moments too long.

Your hands reached out and grabbed her by the hips, pulling her closer. If you hadn’t been holding her, she would have slipped on the floor; but you did have her. You always had her. She grabbed your face with both hands again and pulled you into another kiss. One far too soft for the situation

One of your hands started to move, travelling up her side until you brushed the side of her breast again. Natasha let out a huff, but continued kissing you. Always kissing you. Moaning into your mouth when your fingers brushed her nipples, biting your lip when you pinched and twisted and pulled. But always kissing you.

While your one hand was focusing on Natasha’s breasts, your other hand moved down. Across her hip, down her outer thigh, and then pushing against her inner thigh. She spread her legs and was greeted with your fingers circling her clit.

“No foreplay?” She asked.

“You’re already soaked, solnishko,” you mumbled against her lips. “I don’t think it’s necessary.”

To prove your point, Natasha felt your finger slide down and slip into her slowly. So painfully slow, Natasha wanted to sink herself down onto your finger if you didn’t hurry. Her breath left her in a huff once your finger stopped, and you stayed deathly still.

“Please,” Natasha asked, begged, whimpered.

“Move back,” you said softly, and Natasha did.

It only took one step before her back hit the glass wall of the shower. You slid forward on the floor, following her, and she was going to ask you what next when you lifted her leg up over your shoulder. She yelped and scrambled to grab purchase of something, anything, but your other hand moved from her breast to grab her ass and thigh, holding her still.

As soon as you leaned forward and ran your tongue up her slit, her head fell back and an ungodly moan escaped from her lips. Your one hand would squeeze her ass, pulling her closer, and your other was moving so painfully slowly inside of her.

Her hands tangled in your hair, pulling when you added a second finger and increased your pace. You laid your tongue flat and licked her clit, waiting for her to flinch and jump, before going back with a stiff tongue to do the same thing.

You ate her out and finger fucked her in a way that had Natasha’s head reeling. Those long slender fingers, already slick even without her arousal, your expert tongue, your hand grabbing her and holding her close as she squirmed. It was almost too much, and Natasha could feel her orgasm building in the pit of her stomach.

“Please,” Natasha whined. “Please.”

Not a single word escaped your lips, but Natasha felt you speed up, curling your fingers inside her as you pulled out. Her hands gripped your hair, pulling with each thrust, and when you groaned at the sensation, it was too much.

You held her tight as Natasha’s orgasm rushed over her. Your fingers kept up their pace, and you sucked on her clit just hard enough to prolong her orgasm. Only when Natasha started to whimper did you stop, progressively slowing your fingers until they were still.

The rise and fall of her chest slowed, and you still hadn’t let go of her. You were holding her like your life depended on it. And Natasha had no fear of falling; you would never let her fall. You would keep her up through everything.

She wouldn’t be who she was without you to hold her up.

———

The drive to the club the next night was tense. Natasha could practically feel the anxiety radiating off of you, but she didn’t know what to do. She didn’t have a choice, she would have to “loan” you to Roulette. The mission had gone on for far too long to get thrown out now.

At least she had gotten your permission to “loan” you out.

You pulled up to the club and got out, tossing the keys to the valet before walking in. Your recent instincts led you to get behind Natasha, a little to the right, taking up your place as a pet once again. The fact that it was becoming so second-nature to you broke Natasha’s heart.

“Master is this way,” Roulette’s pet said once you had both gotten into the club.

The way was the exact same as last time, and Natasha was better prepared for what she was going to see. Roulette was still sitting on her couch, legs crossed, a drink in hand. She was wearing a tight, short dress, and Natasha could guess what was on her mind.

“Welcome back, Miss Craft,” Roulette said with a sickly sweet smile. “How was the penthouse?”

“Exquisite,” Natasha answered with a smile of her own. “I can’t thank you enough for letting us use it.”

Shit.

“Us?” Roulette asked.

“My pet was with me, so yes,” Natasha answered. She kept eye contact with Roulette, daring her to call Natasha out again.

“So you’re one of those who sees their pet as equal,” Roulette smirked, watching Natasha over the rim of her glass as she took another drink.

“Not as equal,” Natasha said, finally moving to sit on the couch. You stood behind her once again. “I would’ve said the same if they were a dog.”

“I can respect that,” Roulette nodded. “Treating your pets properly. Most don’t do that anymore.”

“I would rather keep one pet well taken care of than replace them all the time,” Natasha smiled. Roulette’s pet placed a glass in her hand.

“Well of course,” Roulette nodded. “They’re expensive. Then you have to train the new ones, and it’s too much effort.”

Roulette and Natasha started talking after that. It flowed easily, a bit too easily, but that was alright. Natasha was getting all the information she could have wanted and more. All it took was treating you like a pet.

“I love pleasantries and business,” Roulette started, placing her glass down on the table in front of her, “but I am dying to get my hands on your pet.”

Natasha’s heart raced in her chest. This was the moment she had been dreading, and now it was coming to light. Roulette’s eyes were glued to you, looking you up and down and studying you like she had the night before. It was enough to make Natasha sick.

“I’m okay with a loan,” Natasha said, emphasising the word. “After all, the penthouse was phenomenal.”

“I was hoping you would say that,” Roulette purred. She lifted her hand and gestured to you to come closer.

Your movements were stiff, and your eyes darted to meet Natasha’s for only a moment before looking back at Roulette. There was a defiance in your gaze, but Natasha was hoping you would get your act together. The situation was bad, but you were so close.

“Even more stunning the second time,” Roulette said with a smile. “Verbal commands, or hand gestures?” She asked Natasha.

“Verbal,” Natasha said, barely able to get it out of her mouth.

“Perfect,” Roulette said. “Less room for error.” She turned to look back at you. “Kneel.”

Natasha could see your jaw tense at the command, but you did as instructed. Kneeling in front of Roulette, you were nearly eye level with her, too, and that seemed to be just what she liked. She leaned forward and studied your face; for what, Natasha had no clue.

“Your eyes look familiar,” Roulette said softly. Natasha’s pulse sped up. “I’d like to see them under me.”

“Here?” Natasha asked, mentally slapping herself for saying it out loud.

“Of course,” Roulette shrugged. “I’d like to be aware of what I’m borrowing.”

Natasha tasted copper as Roulette stood up and had you sit in her place. She leaned over you and pulled your belt off before proceeding to pull your pants down, revealing the strap that you had, sadly, worn just for her. Something to impress her, to convince her to take you home with her.

“Aren’t you impressive, little dove,” Roulette purred, looking back up into your eyes.

“Would you like me to leave?” Natasha asked.

“Oh no, you can stay,” Roulette said with a wicked grin. “This won’t take long.”

Everything dulled after that. Natasha could barely hear the boom of the music in the club outside, instead only hearing the rush of her pulse in her ears. She saw red, tasted copper, and she wanted nothing more than to throw Roulette out.

But she watched dutifully, biting her tongue again as Roulette lifted her dress and sunk down onto your strap. Heard Roulette’s moans, gentle praises, the sound of her arousal as she bounced up and down on your strap.

Natasha watched your hands, the way they held Roulette by the hips, pulling her down harder so you could fuck her deeper. Noticed the way your eyes stayed locked on her, only her. Her eyes, her breasts, the way your strap disappeared into her time and time again.

And then there were your moans that reached her ears. She would have called it quits, would have stormed out of the room at that moment. No one drew moans out of you like that, no one but her. And there was this woman, this trafficker, making you moan and swear and fuck into her harder than expected of you.

When Roulette came with a groan, you slowed your hips until you were still. You were both sweating and breathing heavily, and Natasha’s stomach was twisting and turning. She wanted to run out of the room and straight to a bathroom to puke, but she couldn’t. She had to sit there and wait for the both of you to recover.

“I knew you were a beast,” Roulette said with a soft smile, “but I didn’t know you could fuck like one.”

She lifted herself up off of you, leaving you to pull your pants up and buckle your belt again. You stayed still, waiting for some other command, but nothing came. No one paid any attention to you; except for Natasha. Just looking at you had her stomach roiling.

“Thank you for that,” Roulette said, and Natasha froze. “I’ve wanted to do that for years.”

“I’m sorry?” Natasha asked.

“I’ve known of SHIELD’s little monster for years,” Roulette answered with her character smile. “Truthfully I was hoping they would send them.”

“I don’t know what you-”

“Dying your hair isn’t enough to hide your identity, Natalia,” Roulette interrupted.

Natasha’s eyes darted to yours in a mix of fear and adrenaline. She knew Natasha’s name. She knew who you were. Knew that you weren’t human, that you were with SHIELD, she knew too much.

“It’s a shame you hid your mutations,” Roulette said softly, cupping your cheek. “They’re truly something to behold.”

“Don’t touch me,” you said through clenched teeth.

“Hold your tongue, pet,” Roulette said. “You may not belong to Miss Romanoff, but you do belong to me.”

“They belong to nobody,” Natasha said, standing up quickly.

But Roulette was quicker, and Natasha only noticed the gun when it was too late. She heard the shot and felt herself stagger back, but her eyes were on you. You were saying something, trying to stand up, but some of Roulette’s guards had come forward to grab you.

The only thing Natasha could hear was the blood rushing in her ears as she watched you fight back, watched you try to get to her. But you were no match for three guards that were bigger than you. And as the edges of Natasha’s vision started to go black, she saw you being dragged away.

And there was nothing she could do about it.

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My mcu favs w/ crush and relationship hcs (pt 2) (not proof read)

- gonna be honest she’s not familiar with romantic feelings, takes her awhile to even realize what she feels for you

- you make her heart all melty and soft, you make her face heat up, you make her question everything she does

- you make her feel even giddy and overly happy and it kinda annoys her tbh

- she thinks you’re out to get her or something and have casted some spell but when she asks thor he has no idea what she’s talking about until she describes what she’s feeling and he just laughs and thinks she’s joking

- she’s like no. I’m serious ?

- to which thor would tell her what it is, he has a bit of an idea because of Jane

- tbh loving somebody romantically, caring about somebody to this extent scares her

- she’s lost so many people and because of it became a raging alcoholic

- if she lost you she doesn’t know what could happen

- she tries to push you away but quickly realizes she doesn’t like doing that to herself or you

- asks you to go out drinking with her often if you’re up for that

- she’d find it funny how easily you get drunk but has no problem taking care of you, in fact she would probably drink with you more often so she can take care of you because it’s the closest to intimacy she feels she can have with you (no she is not taking advantage of you or anything, it’s more just the thought of taking care of you feels intimate to her)

- also you’re cute while you’re drunk

- trans with you so you can be tougher if you’re not that tough already

- tbh asks thor to do the same with you, whether it be cuz she’s not around or because you need the extra training

- eventually Thor’s at the point where he’s like you gotta tell em and she’s like no 🖕

- but she does eventually

- she’s kinda awkward about it but she tries to sound confident with it ^^

- dating you is very different than just being her friend tbh

- like you might’ve been surprised at her asking you out, even if it’s kinda obvious to anybody that knows her well

- to any stranger you just seemed like friends with a strange rivalry relationship but that’s really not the case

- she’s much more flirty in a relationship, since she’s confident you’re with her for a reason.. she’s not the type to doubt your relationship, you’re with her for a reason

- much more protective in battle though

- she doesn’t say she loves you enough, but she shows it through her actions

- asks thor about the romantic stuff but he has no idea really so she goes to Bruce who kinda has more of a grasp on it

- tries to take you to like normal restaurant dates... kinda awkward since she had no midgardian clothes at that point

- lotsa quick kisses on the cheek or forehead

- likes cuddling as she finds it just.. kinda intimate ?

- still likes to take care of a drunk you

- quick pecks on your lips are very often

- doesn’t like the idea of going on a lot of Thor’s saving the world shits unless you’re on board with it

- thor jokes about how she’s all badass and “I don’t give a fuck about saving the world or anyone else” until it comes to you

- she kicks his ass

- but he’s not wrong

- when she likes you she’s a bit like wtf

- like she doesn’t realize it for a moment until jane explains it

- before she was her usual talkative self but there was a lot of nervousness and stuttering at times, just unusual awkwardness that made Jane raise a brow

- it makes more sense now

- since she’s aware she likes you now she often asks you to hang out, to help her out, whatever it is

- the gal is clingy af what can she say

- lotsa hugs she loves giving you hugs often does them for a greeting

- just an excuse to hold you though tbh

- at times will get tongue tied

- she tries to flirt but it just makes you confused she’s not good at it you’re not even gonna know she’s flirting

- eventually grows impatient about it and is just like “I LIKE U DUMMY! DATE ME!”

- and now you date

- she gets into things a bit quickly so if it’s too fast tell her, hopefully not a dealbreaker

- dates are often because she’s got a lot of creative ideas for dates ^^

- still hugs you as a greeting but a lot longer and intimate and a kiss follows after

- speaking of kisses she LOVES to kiss you and she does so very often

- very needy

- big cuddler

- just like “CUDDLE ME”

- so demanding

- often talks about you and how much she loves you she can’t help it

- but if anybody did the same she like “shut up nobody cares”

- even with you though she’s blunt, but much nicer about it

- likes going on just good dates, restaurants , picnic, whatever

- she eats all the food

- tries to impress you so she might say she was best friends with thor at a point

- and that she’s helped him out before and .. yeah etc

- she likes buying you clothes tbh

- especially if you don’t dress good let her dress you up pls

- would be sad if you didn’t get along with Jane

- it would be a dealbreaker actually

- she knows she’s a bit much so she feels happy you love her anyways

- vision of course will not understand his feelings

- he understands you definitely make him feel something, that something being good

- for a moment he might think he feels like this is how best friends feel towards another, or even thinking he sees you in a familial light

- tony quickly tells him that is not the case

- once vision understands what he really feels he’s not sure how to go about it, he can be quite oblivious

- he’s aware of this but still .. what does he do?

- asks tony for advice, he tells him to flirt and see how it goes

- but tbh that doesn’t work, you don’t even realize he’s flirting gonna be honest

- he’s just bad at it

- so he tries to just simply state his affection, that doesn’t work because he doesn’t know how to word it without it sounding platonic, or getting too nervous about going too far

- he doesn’t wanna overstep boundaries

- tony is in pain watching this btw

- tony eventually is just like “he wants to know if you would like to go on a date” “w- I.. yes?”

- in a relationship he is very sweet

- kinda cliche though, since he doesn’t have a concept of romance at all

- looks up a lot of the things he should know about romance he doesn’t want to ask you that

- while he has no problem protecting you, he doesn’t feel the need to be overly protective unless needed

- he’s logical, reasonable, he only gets protective if he has to, even with how he feels towards you

- but do you distract him? Yes absolutely

- he’s okay with living comfortably and normally for once with you, unless it’s something you don’t want or are not ready for

- once you’re conditioned to a certain lifestyle, even if it isn’t a good one it can be uncomfortable to get out of and he understands that

- he loves to kiss you, often initiates kisses or forms of affection

- you were the first to kiss him, it made him so flustered but so happy and now he’s addicted to kissing you

- loves kissing your hands

- if you have any insecurity he will do anything in his power to prove you wrong and that he doesn’t see you in that light

- he understands he has responsibilities but other than that, loves spending his time with you

- he understands you’re a distraction so he tries not to fight with you, he wants to prioritize the people when it comes to this kinda thing

- which you of course understand

- once you teach him what dancing is, his love language is dancing with you

- you two just stay up talking about nothing and everything

- having kids with him isn’t an option, but he isn’t opposed to adopting children

- after all, all he’s ever wanted was to be a normal significant other to you

- do not have a huge concept on her character so forgive me 🙏

- she can be a bit flirty, not that you mind though right ?

- she just loves spending all her time with you

- probably met you before wandavision

- so you’re probably already together

- even then in wandavision you two were “roommates”

- doesn’t explain all the flirting girl .

- agathas fall would be letting Wanda find out she had a soft spot for you my god

- while she’s all confidence and flirty in general, she’s a bit softer with you

- like she genuinely means the things she says when it comes to you

- eventually asks you to date her, you don’t have much room for dates outside of wandavision

- you two are always together btw

- loves dancing with you

- she has a good grasp on romance so she has no issue with it

- she is full of confidence when it comes down to it tbh

- holds your hand often

- your relationship ain’t official till like the 70s probably

- might joke after wanda has kids that you both should have kids too

- while she’s causing her mischief you back her up to make her look less suspicious

- seriously in the mist of all this she’s grateful for you

- especially when you get her out of the hell that Wanda puts her in once again

- to which she will actually confess she loves you, and cares for you

- you aren’t just like.. some person to date

- she’s not the most vulnerable obviously

- so the fact she finally is.. it’s just a lot

- “idk I just love u a lot hun . Cant I show I love u 😊”

- she’s just so overly sweet with you

- she’s so awful to everyone else at times that she just likes being .. with you and being a softie

- likes you playing with her hair

- she loves a good cuddle

- cute nicknames like hon, or hun, or just teddy bear

- with a crush quill might try to act overly friendly

- and probably flirts a lot

- he’s very like obvious with the flirting so you’d have to be oblivious not to notice it

- he can be quite protective as well

- like not just in fighting but even with just others like even before dating he’s very jealous

- if he makes a joke you’re always in on it somehow

- he tries for form a close bond with you just cuz he likes you so much

- it’s likely he likes somebody that can easily protect themselves doe

- probably has some dumb handshake with you

- honestly he acts like a close friend to you

- people might mistake you for a sibling like relationship if it weren’t for his flirting and him staring at you like you’re his entire universe

- seriously Sam says Bucky has a staring problem, quill is fucking awful

- it’s constant and rocket is always like “you’re staring”

- and he’s like “nO” and then continues to stare

- has you listen to his favorite music of course

- especially the love songs ;D

- will just dance with you to the music he puts on

- one time you guys are dancing to the music he put on like normal but it’s a slow love song, so hes like let’s so dance bae

- and then he tells you how he feels for u

- now u date <3

- lots of forehead kisses

- cuddle bug absolutely

- still a jealous boyfriend though tbh he will try to seem all tough in front of any man he thinks might be better or something he will do anything to show off

- your relationship doesn’t change just lots of kisses and hugs now and I love yous

- you’re totally the relationship that’s like “I love you more” “nooo I love you more” and the guardians hate y’all so much

- he uses nicknames like hun, honey, love, sweetheart

- let’s just say you slow dance more often, and kiss while doing so ^^

- he flirts with you still but it’s a lot more sweet rather than before where he might’ve just flirted with you in terms of like it being kinda like calling you sexy and shit like that, now it’s more like wow u look beautiful I luv u 😊🙏

- would do anything for you, even if he wouldn’t like it

- doesn’t mean he wouldn’t hesitate tho

- going on separate dates isn’t really an option since you guys fight left and right and are always with the guardians, but he decided every once a couple months you guys go on a date together and have some fun

- Loki doesn’t get crushes, so this is a new thing for him

- and tbh he doesn’t know how to take it either, especially when he realizes how strong those feelings actually are

- he hates the idea of being vulnerable in general, especially when it comes to you

- over time it just... happens

- but if there’s any indication he likes spending time with you he will try to lie his way through it, he’s a good liar of course so it probably works

- however he shows he at the very least cares about you, he shows a sign of protectiveness when it comes to potential enemies.. enemies that happen to be dangerous for you

- plus he’s around you like constantly and claims he has nobody else to harass

- he claims he doesn’t care about you at all, but even thor can tell through this lie

- the way he looks at you makes it obvious

- the way he doesn’t try to get you involved in his more dangerous schemes

- and if you do, and you get hurt he feels guilty and tries to help you feel better

- he claims he just owes you one for getting you hurt though

- eventually thor bothers him enough to get him to confess feelings, which takes a lot for Loki to even go through with

- he acts confident, even moreso after you say yes, but deep down was extremely nervous

- the male is good at making you feel important, after trying so hard to hide his feelings he is tired of it and just wants to be more honest about how he feels about you

- no issue being vulnerable, he trusts you but sometimes it can be hard

- he goes to you for a lot of his problems, even if you cannot help, just venting and you listening helps

- he was already with you a lot but now there’s no excuses and it’s even moreso

- “what? I just wanted to visit my beautiful s/o” “we literally just saw eachother 5 minutes ago can I please go to bed”

- likes pressing your foreheads together, he finds it sweet

- jealous of thor? Absolutely. Pls comfort him and tell him you’d never leave him for thor

- he’s so used to just not being as good as him, he wants to be good enough for you

- deep down there’s just so many insecurities he has

- so it causes him to worry like all the time

- having a reassuring and patient s/o is so good for him ^^

- flirting becomes a thing in your relationship

- it makes him feel more confident pls give him this

- protective, he feels like he has to be tbh because he never gets anything good in his life and if he does he loses it, he’s scared to lose you too

- if for some reason he can’t see you he makes an illusion of you to talk to

- when he fake dies you’re the first he goes to see so you don’t think he’s dead, he loves you he wouldn’t want to do that to you =(

- finally

- gonna be honest bucky with a crush is cute

- first of all he smiles at you a lot, Steve is the first to notice how much he smiles around you, it’s the most he smiles like ever

- just has a lot of nice conversations with you about anything and everything

- also whenever you’re around even if other people are around you he’s just like “hey y/n :)”

- heart eyes for you, just can’t help but stare all the time

- he has a staring problem but with you? Yeah 10x over

- Sam always has something to say abt it also

- his idea of flirting with you is really just saying hi to you, just being overly friendly which is noticeable for a guy like Bucky

- eventually would ask you out, he tries to ease into it but he gets a bit impatient

- he was also nervous asking you out but yk

- when dating him he becomes very protective

- one of the most protective bitches on the list tbh

- he gets nightmares about you dying like all the time it breaks him everytime though

- lots of cuddles, whether it be from a rough day, he’s just tired, or had a nightmare

- he likes his hair being brushed by you and played with, even when he cuts it

- he’s scared of killing you and turning into the winter soldier again

- has dreams about when he’s hurt and fought you as the winter soldier, he keeps thinking about if Steve wasn’t there to help, he really could’ve killed you and that terrifies him

- even when you tell him it wasn’t him, he appreciates it but still feels horrible about it

- touch that metal arm, but like gently Yknow . Nobody’s ever touched that arm with such kindness and it makes him soft and feel lucky

- speaking of soft Bucky is very soft, there’s many soft moments with Bucky and vulnerability

- it’s easy to be vulnerable with you but not others

- lots of handholding

- he loves hugging you for long periods of time

- still has a staring problem but now Sam openly makes fun of him

- just big dumb smile on his face as he looks at you

- especially when you’re dealing with kids, seeing you be around them makes his heart warm

- maybe he does wanna be normal, settle down and have kids

- though the thought scares him it is something he desires

- we all know he calls you doll

#valkyrie x reader #loki x reader #peter quill x reader #mcu x reader #marvel x reader #bucky barnes x reader #james Barnes x reader #Darcy x reader #vision x reader #Agnes x reader #Agatha x reader

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ravixen · 3 years

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can i ask for werewolf 96 line when youre expecting please 🥺

svt + mate being pregnant (pt. 2)

➔ reaction || requested || werewolf!au || 96 line

➔ warnings: pregnancy || notes: hecc yeah more werewolf boys. again, this is more of a general pregnancy post with a sprinkle of au, so it can fly as not a werewolf!svt post, too! classes should be done this week, but all my work is super writing heavy :') makes writing requests hard. reactions are fun and take less concentration, though, so I'll hopefully get through these!!

JUNHUI: it happens right after he does his old man laugh. "you might not be a grandpa, but you'll be a dad real soon," you say offhandedly. it finally clicks when you give him a shy side glance. "wait, you mean..." his hand drifts down to your stomach. breaks out in the grandpa laugh again. he's so ready for this omg starts every morning off with a bad joke to see if it's worth putting on his growing list of jokes. this is probably his favorite part of fatherhood. insists that you develop a meat-based diet, so he spends his afternoon hunting and cooking. dinner every night is a whole feast, and while you appreciate the attention, sometimes you just want to have some pizza and call it a day. pampers the heck out of you. if you could use the bathroom in bed, he'd find a way because he's so worried about you overworking yourself.

SOONYOUNG: he falls quiet. he's silent for so long, you feel tears prick at your eyes. reaching out for the baby shoes still resting in his palms, you murmur, "I'm sorry." his head snaps up. "sorry for what??" he was just thinking omg he's so happy and there's so many people he wants to tell, he was going through everyone in his head and froze irl. pls don't misread it. the most obnoxious about the news. likes to remind the members that they're going to be uncles real soon. they don't mind it, of course; they get super hyped up as your due date approaches. sometimes, he'll look at you and remember that you're carrying his kid, and he'll break out into this giant fond smile. starts treating you like an injured pack member, giving offerings and taking care of you. you have to remind him that you can still move around on your own, but his wolf behavior is hard to override.

WONWOO: as soon as you tell him, he stands up and starts pacing, which would worry you if his tail wasn't out and wagging. "you okay there?" "yes...yeah, I'm fine." he's so excited, he can't stop giggling into his hands, and when he turns to you, his eyes are shining. probably one of the most attentive of the bunch! he's always hovering over your shoulder and has an arm around you when you go up and down stairs. he's not leaving anything up to chance. anticipates your needs and wants before you even have them tbh, which you appreciate, but it's kinda spooky. like, once, you just thought of having a chocolate croissant, and he pops his head into the room and says, "hey, sweetheart, I'm stopping by the bakery. do you want anything?" wtf, how'd he do that? he just wiggles his eyebrows and says it's a secret. okay, but seriously, how does he do it. you're not above crying to get it out of him.

JIHOON: leaves the room. closes the door. yells. comes back like nothing happened. "so this is...we're okay?" you're fiddling with the test, unable to meet his eyes. after his reaction, you're afraid his face will break your heart. "yes? of course we're okay." tilts your chin so you look at him. "are you okay? how're you feeling?" idk if it's cuz i'm soft for jihoon BUT one of the most protective of the pack, too. insists on accompanying you everywhere now. if he can't, he asks one of the boys because your new scent makes you even more of a target, and if something happens, he'll never forgive himself. the boys can't roughhouse near you. it was barely acceptable before, but he'll probably bite someone's tail if you get a scratch. unfortunately, it happens - chan, in his excitement to feel the baby moving, nicks your wrist with flexed claws. takes some talking to get jihoon to calm down.

#seventeen scenarios #junhui scenarios #jun scenarios #soonyoung scenarios #hoshi scenarios #wonwoo scenarios #jihoon scenarios #woozi scenarios #g: svt #m: junhui #m: soonyoung #m: wonwoo #m: jihoon #t: reaction #s: request #anonymous #ravixen #werewolfau #pregnancy tw

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tropicalchiaa · 3 years

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Him

Maurizio Gucci x reader

Your little getaway is interrupted by a familiar tall handsome man.

Hello, this is my first little blurb so please be kind and enjoy, or don’t Idk lol

Also yes he was probably racist but...we won’t dwell on that

It was not unusual for people to stare when you walked by, a matter of fact everywhere you went. It’s not often they saw such beautiful affluent black women. Especially one that did not have to marry for her riches. While you did have the support of your parents and their riches you had taken the silver spoon given and you had turned it into a 24k gold spoon.

Who were you, “Y/N L/N” the praised luxury fashion designer who got her to start working with other people of color being overlooked by the big, bad, and racist luxury brands. Oh was this an uphill battle but where you guys are right now made it all worth it, your fashions being worn by big stars around the world. It gave you so much joy to be able to give young black girls an idol and to be different from other designers.

You were in Milan for fashion week when you had decided to stay a week longer and check out a ski resort that has been the rave of the industry. So you packed up your crew and decided to spoil them for all their hard work through the season. To your surprise, the resort was not packed which was surprising for how beautiful the snowy mountains looked. But you reveled in the seclusion and were determined to unwind and enjoy this time before you had to jump back into work.

It was the second night at dinner after a long day of skiing and enjoying company that you saw him, Maurizio Gucci, accompanied by his wife. You had seen him the week before during fashion week but paid him no mind, not even when you would feel his lingering stares and he would “accidentally” run into you. He was the enemy and we do not break bread and chat with the enemy, no matter how cute they are.

“ “Y/N/N” is that who I think it is?” your assistant and close friend said. You cut her off with a clipped “Yes!”, turning your head away already feeling your headache coming back with full force. There goes your peaceful week, now you are going to spend your time avoiding this man's lustful gaze and attempts to get your employees to work at the coveted House of Gucci. When you looked back to make sure your eyes were not deceiving you, you saw the large man break out into a huge smile waving at you as if you guys were the best of friends. “UGH” even worse, he knows you are here too.

While you tried to enjoy your dinner and company, you were in another hemisphere distracted. He has spoiled your mood and you haven't even talked to him. Telling your team to stay and enjoy themselves, you head up to your room despite the protest. As you were asking the front desk to send up a bottle of wine you are startled by a booming voice saying “Look who it is, the illustrious “Y/N L/N” all shall bow in her presence.” You turn to see a tipsy borderline drunk Maurizio. “Hello to you too Maurizio, although I am not quite as happy to see you as you are to see me.” He frowns, but you smile as you deliver that punch walking to the elevator, hoping to lose him someway, somehow.

But that joy is short-lived when you hear loud footsteps following you and his voice saying “Why are you such a BITCH!” A small pause happening as you whip around making him halt with a slight wobble. He continues “I have shown I am more than interested in you but you seem to throw that by the wayside and act so nasty.” How dare he! “ How dare you call me a bitch, when I have simply rejected the advances of a womanizer tycoon who seems to be out to take over my life!” You take a step closer, “ Not to mention you have a wife and children who are probably waiting for you to come to wish them goodnight.” Now huffing in his face bourbon floods your senses and makes you slightly hazy. You take a step back but are stopped by hands wrapping around you, pulling you into a kiss filled with passion. You tried to resist but end up melting into the kiss, loving the feeling of now. When you did come to your senses you gave him a more powerful push that created the much-needed gap between you guys.

“Oh Fuck” you whispered touching your lips, “Fuck, fuck, fuck” you just messed up bad but was it really your fault. I mean you thoroughly enjoyed it but you weren't supposed to, for crying out loud he was your enemy and MARRIED WITH CHILDREN. When you look back up at him he has a big dopey smile on his face, which made you mad for some reason. “Finally, you do not know how long I have been wanting to kiss your plump lips. They were much better than I could have ever dreamt about.” Maurizio says as he steps towards you trying to go in for round two. Seeing this you successfully evade him and stumble backward.

“NO, no, this is never going to happen again,” you said, wondering where this stupid elevator is. And like an answered prayer the elevator doors open revealing his wife looking very upset. You took this as your chance to escape but before you could he took you into a strong hug whispering “ I know you are here for the whole week, the fun is just getting started” Kissing you on the cheek before giving you a slight push into the elevator.As the doors close you can hear the couple arguing and you let out a breath that you didn’t know you were holding. “What the fuck did I just get myself into,” you say out loud sighing and grabbing the railing for support. This was going to be a long-ass week.

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#maurizio gucci x reader #maurizio gucci x you #maurizio gucci #black reader #poc reader #tw alochol #tw white man #tw based on real people #adam driver #house of gucci

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stickynotestoletters · 3 years

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Yandere BNHA Boys pt 2

Okay, this is a continuation of the first yandere ones I did because I wrote that in basically a night and was too tired to do more, I'm probably gonna post some after for the pro heroes and villains if I have time, I might finish those on the weekend then post it.

This is just a bunch of headcanons I have about the boys in BNHA and what they’d be like as yanderes. Only the really fluffy or good things about them listed here. Neither of these works are a good depictions of a real yandere and make sure to be careful to identify yandere traits in real people around you. It’s a very dangerous world and stay safe!

sorry if you were waiting for me to come out with these and I literally took forever lol, link to the first one is here. It's basically just me comforting myself with the sweet things that I think they would do as yanderes.

Warnings: Brainwashing, blood, gore, death, trans headcanons, body dysmorphia, nonbinary they/he Sero, they/them pronouns + nonbinary headcanons for Tokoyami, he/they nonbinary headcanons with Shinsou, a little NSFW because if I don't specify then they are aged up (around 20-25 is where I imagine the timeline that they actually captured you and have a hero carrier going for them already), manipulation, regular yandere things, kinda just turns into dumbass horknee headcanons at some point after Shinsou (sorry lmfao), objectification

Sero Hanata

so basically the first time they saw you they immediately wanted to come up to you

they love to give you back hugs because once you stop trying to fight them he's gonna be so honored you finally trust him

Big time slut [non-derogetory] for you

Likes to have an apartment that's high up, probably a secured penthouse with lots of windows

If you're afraid of heights they will get a ground bed for you two, they would also vibe with a low hanging hammock if you allow it

they really really like just putting you on a custom made leash, not inherently in a sexual way just in general likes to have it look like that with their tape on you at all times

they really really like it when you come to them for hugs and comfort

If you're a trans reader, if you want a binder he will get you one as soon as you ask, cried when you told him about it.

they cried way more than you though...

Was very accepting as an nb person as well

they custom made you a tape binder of his

Kinda as a joke but high key felt like they were gonna combust at the thought of you wearing that for them

Takes you to pride but you cannot speak

only takes you to pride after they are 1000% sure that you're not gonna speak to anyone but them

Takes you to it as a part of their float because they'd been invited onto the Hero Float

You are in a costume that's exactly like his, helmet and everything, you aren't allowed to be looked at

After that though, it's gonna be your choice to go or not to go

they trust you a little more after you run away from some assholes though and after that sometimes lets you take your helmet off during pride, you have to give them a lot of kisses though

When/if you ever consider any type of surgery he is 110% on board

they demand that you have to have it performed by someone who has done this a million times before, trusts no one else

If there's a way for you to go through it without the surgery they're excited but he's more excited if there is surgery because they love the idea of you being so cuddly and clinging to them for their comfort

Tokoyami Fumikage

haha they're in love with you

like, intensely in love with you the moment they first meet you

Dark shadow thinks you're adorable but says nothing more about their obsession with you

when you met them before UA they absolutely cannot handle being around you in a 10-foot radius

Eventually, though they do try and become a friend of yours

After that, it's a hop on the manipulation train, my dude

they basically make you see them as your savior from a mean uncaring world

they love talking to you about things that make you happy and loving you in little ways

hugs, hand holding, a lot of time it's just a little peck (haha) on the cheek

they love living with you though, like really love it

they like baking and making dinner for you

but especially baking

like really, baking

the manipulation they use makes it seem like everything is okay when you only talk to them so that's what you do and to you, it seems so much better than anything you could do

they haven't come out to you by the time you come out to them so your trans journey really helps them figure things like that out as well

The first time you explain that gender is a made-up construct they're like "yeah......isn't that how everyone feels? Like, not a gender????" we love this for them

you both kind of heal each other through this process

they like seeing you when you're most comfortable so they get you as many binders as you need

also gets you a custom binder like Sero but with feather designs, not like stupid printable patterns but something that is soft and the softness isn't feathers it's regular fluffy cloth

idk I'm not a designer that's why I gave up and became a writer lmao

they also get you a compression corset because they're emo

if there is surgery it takes a lot of time to convince them

they don't ever want you to regret anything they helped you with so it takes a lot of long-winded conversations about it

there was a lot of nervousness on their part because (this is just my headcanon) they were almost convinced to get surgery to construct their face to look human-like

they had a lot of their family tell them that, because of the way they looked, they had less of a chance to become a hero, they were immensely traumatized by this and thus wants to make absolutely sure you were okay with this

but when they finally find themself comforted by you about it it happens quickly and in the safest way you could possibly imagine

Shinso Hitoshi

Shinsou didn't want to approach you at all, he was so scared you'd run away or tell him he's a villain

they always thought that they weren't good enough for you

he loved you but you needed to say hi first

and you did

so he whisked you away

they like to just brainwash you into tasting certain types of food when you're craving them instead of just getting you food

he likes to talk to you in a voice like he would talk to a kitten, not like husky or anything sexy, but something cute and adorable

especially when you're brainwashed and can't say anything to him

He likes to give you lots of soft stuff like I'm talking pillows upon pillows and squishmallows

once he gets his own house they get it in a place that's more comforting in the dark than in the light

they really like the dark and outdoorsy vibe anyway so if they choose a place somewhere in the forest to keep you what's the added bonus if no one can hear you scream?

a little bit of spice; he has this whole a/b/o fantasy (idk it's his vibes that he'd read that fanfic and stuff lmao) and kinda treats you like you were an omega

sometimes if you guys do have sex they'll brainwash you to act like an omega or once he's more experienced with bodily manipulation involving their quirk they'll make you do all of the......omega things

when you come out to them, if you're trans, they're definitely gonna not care

like if you need comfort and stuff about it they will not make a big deal about it

he legit is like "okay .....can I still fuck you or?????"

HE JUST GIVES OFF REALLY HORKNEE VIBES OKAY?????

definitely brainwashes you into not feeling dysphoric anymore though

like loves it when you come up all sad to him and uncomfy just to ask them to brainwash you

he melts over you cuddling them after those times though

if you want surgery they're gonna make sure that it's between him and the doctors that y'all are there

like no one knows you're there, completely off radius, in and out like nothing (he's basically a cryptid in the woods by the time you guys have the surgery, so they wanna make sure no one questions it)

Monoma Neito

bold of you to assume that man can express literally anything when he wants to just sit you on his lap and look at your pretty face

love at first sight taken literally but not in a shallow way

he loves just having you around him

kinda treats you as an accessory at times, talks like you're a purse or something and people don't really comment but it's really freaking them out sometimes when you don't speak up on it

likes to say he's the only one to understand you cause he's afraid you'd leave him

a hardcore fan of collars though

definitely has lots of jewelry that represents him even though you don't go out he still loves the idea of it

big time cook

loves providing for you, never lets you do a damn thing other than watching pre-approved cartoons and hobbies

absolute fucking disaster about hugging you

always has to be touching you

he thinks you're so fucking gorgeous and body worships you even out of the bedroom

if you're trans he will definitely be weird about it at first

he's just diet transphobic

he's not denying it but sometimes he's like "Are you sure???" and stuff

he clears this up with the help of you being pissed enough to not eat or talk to him until he apologizes

he then educates himself on it and comes to the conclusion that he was in fact being an asshole

talks to you about binders and stuff like that

doesn't really believe in surgery, he would never allow you to do that just because it would be too painful for him to see you go through

he instead literally searches the whole fucking globe for a person with a body-altering quirk to make sure you don't get hurt

he seeks out homophobes, transphobes, and other dumbasses on the regular just to kill them like literally it just started out for your approval but now it's just for fun

Anyway, the villain one (if I do it) will probably become just horknee brain rot cause I am a slut. Request some stuff and I'll try to put up some works if y'all want ig.

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