#like the calm songs r good too but i also got to put in some of my more niche music taste into it which im happy abt
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i love music thats scary and threatening or at least ominous in some way
#listening to my patho playlist again and man#i peaked there when i put in tanca by iosonouncane#and Counting Bodies Like Sheep To The Rhythm Of The War Drums by a perfect circle#and a few others. basically most of the end of the playlist#like the calm songs r good too but i also got to put in some of my more niche music taste into it which im happy abt#text
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✮ Behind you
- Tate langdon x fem!reader⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚
Hihi.. this is pt2 btw. Also heavy heavy smut. Some non con but let's face it anyone would be freaking out to be choked out by tate. Anyway!
Tw: noncon, stalker stuff, rough sex, tate being possessive as usual, and a serious warning for like choking I guess? Anyway, SERIOUS r*pe.
S: tate can't hold back anymore and he puts his desires and fantasies first.
Tate often jerked off looking at you. He did it often, but it was becoming boring. He used to crave the euphoria while he stared at you, but he could no longer do that without craving something else.
Tate had his own collection of... well.. unusual kinks. One of his desires was just too much to bare. He wanted to ravage you. Even if it hurt you. He'd do anything to get his hands on you, and that was exactly what he did tonight.
4 hours ago ☆
You were sitting in your bed like normal. The satin pillow behind you this time and the soft comforters under you. You sat there in your panties and slightly baggy shirt, ready for bed. You were of course listening to music, something you weren't too familiar with. You didn't bother to look though, and eventually you got up out of bed.
Today your parents were gone. They had left because of your mother's baby issues so you didn't really care. Your mother wasn't the coolest anyway, so you liked being alone. Even if you weren't.
You went out into the bright hall, walking down and taking your time. You made as much noise possible, humming your favorite song as loud as you could while you began to run down the hall instead. You had freedom. No one was stopping you from anything. Not your dad.. not your mom.. only you. Only you and your little brain.
Not that you were that dumb.. but you were definitely over stupid. You knew social cues.. stuff like that. Not to talk to strangers.. blah blah blah. You never paid any attention to things like that. That was exactly why you hadn't even registered the door open to your parents room.
So, you walked past, trotting down the stairs and jumping off the last step.
Jesus... you were childish. Even tate was contemplating his attraction towards you. But, something about you still made him swoon. He couldn't help it. He had some serious issues. He should probably get a therapist.
Eventually, you had made your way to the kitchen, pouring a glass of rootbeer. (Die if you hate rootbeer). But then you realized there was vanilla ice cream in the freezer. "Fuck." You cussed to yourself. A float would've been so good. You had no plans of going to sleep. You could've totally just made the biggest rootbeer float and demolished it but you forgot.
Who forgets ice cream!? You sighed before taking a big gulp of your soda, placing it down with a well earned breath of air. You hated carbonation. Especially when it made you breathe weird.
Now that you had drank a little there was room for ice cream. You got some out, your hands shaking back at the cool container. You grabbed a spoon, throwing the cup shaped utensil in the ice cream and fighting a battle to get some out. You plopped it in your drink, the rootbeer fizzing from the suddenness.
You grabbed your cup, putting the ice cream back and closing the fridge before heading up stairs once more. You hummed a tune, completely calm until you looked at your parents door and realized it was open.
You froze. Your parents always locked their door before they left. They never wanted you in there. How could they have forgotten? Your body grew goosebumps as you choked down the remaining soda in your mouth and covered the top before running to your room. You shut the door behind you once you arrived, placed the rootbeer down.
You darted to your old, clunky phone before going to your recently called and finding your mom. The ring tone seemed to last forever as you waited, but eventually she answered. Before she could get a word out you spoke first.
"Mom, did you lock your bedroom door?" You asked quietly, your eyes scanning all over the room. This could've been an overreaction.. yeah.. but it wasn't. This was unusual. Even with he weird baby this would never happen. They chewed you out for even trying to walk in there.
"Yeah.. we locked it. What, are you peeking in there? We told you not to do that!" She sighed with annoyance. She clearly didn't know the situation. Now you had the choice to hangup and just deal with stuff on your own or listen to your mom yell at you.
"Uhh, okay. Bye, love you!" You hung up quickly, throwing your phone on your bed before opening your door slowly and peeking out. You looked down the hall, and sure enough the yellow light was streaming out into the hall. It was still open. Why were you even freaking out? You were so paranoid.
You turned around, telling yourself it was just a coincidence or something. You sighed, opening your eyes before screaming.
You shrieked. Your reaction was Hollywood quality.. but then it was all covered up with a large hand over your mouth. His cold rings stung your skin, making you squirm so much more.
"Shh," the blonde boy said. He was wearing a navy blue shirt, khaki pants with a fashionable belt. Your eyes widened with fear, you clearly fighting back. You mumbled against the skin of his hand, the same skin he had used to jerk off. Gross.
"It'll all be alright.. okay?" He said softly, smiling warmly at you. You kicked him right in his shin, his smile fading and turning into a wince. He cussed to himself, his grip on you going tighter. His lips reached your ear, breathing into them softly before you heard them part.
"I love you.. y/n." He pulled back, the biggest smile on his face before his hand removed from your mouth and replaced with his lips. You squirmed and mumbled into the kiss, your hands pushing him back the best you could. His hands ran down your figure, finding a place on your waist. He tugged on your body, forcing you to take his kiss.
You clearly didn't want to kiss him. Who even was he?! You were horrified. Why was he kissing you.. why was he even here??
Tate's tongue entered your mouth, exploring it while you tried to resist him. It was impossible.. your chest was pushed against his, your bodies were pushed into each other. You could barely breathe.
Tate moved you with him slowly, practically dragging you across the room. Your body moved like cement while you resisted, but you couldn't anymore. It was impossible. Tate pushed you down on the bed, kissing down your neck as you screamed and kicked.
Tate's large hands clasped over your thighs, pushing your legs apart as he looked at your panties. Fuck.. he was so turned on. Your screaming just made him so much more desperate to have you wrapped around his cock. Like his own personal sleeve.
He buried his head into your thighs, his nose pushing against your clothed clit. You ripped at his hair, being as aggressive as you could but it did nothing. Nothing to take down his desires for you.
He pulled his head from your thighs, grabbing a nearby pillow and shoving it over your face. Your screamed muffled and it began harder to breath. "No!! No!!" You screamed more, kicking as your body grew sweaty. You heard only two words from tate. No more.. just two. "Shut up."
You felt your panties sliding against your skin aggressively as he ripped them down, leaving you in your little t shirt. He pulled it up, admiring your tits as he groaned to himself, his hard on becoming unbearable.
He pulled down his khaki pants, removing his boxers as well before getting aligned with your entrance. He pushed in with no preparation, stretching you out horribly. His size felt huge in your small hole, but in reality your body just made it harder. You were dry. Not even the slightest about of arousal came through you, so he spit down right on his cock, thrusting into you another time. He slammed into you, his tip feeling like it hit your ribs. Of course that wasn't happening, but you felt like your guts were rearranging.
Tate almost laughed, but he focused on his work as he rocked his hips into you, his hands going under your thighs to fold you. You screamed at how deep he must've been hitting you. Tate only focused on your chest bouncing with each thrust. He groaned again, his head going back with pleasure as he used you as a sex toy.
With all of your panting and screaming, the pillow restricted your breathing to its finest, leaving you choking for air. Your chest heaved with what was happening, your body becoming limp from no oxygen. Tate knew this, and he ripped the pillow off as soon as you became nothing but a doll.
He smiled seeing your eyes shut, your body so easy to control now. He flipped you over, your head going into your mattress as he kept thrusting into you, finally reaching his high inside you. After he came, he laid on top of you his cock making sure no cum escaped your hole.
"Fucking beautiful.." he kissed your back, pulling out and finding your panties before putting them back on you setting you into bed. He panted, pulling up his underwear and pants before leaving the room, leaving you there to find out what happened yourself.
The next morning you woke up, the feeling of your body on fire. You began to cry, not even being able to move in the slightest. Your cervix ached with pain, your stomach and ribs hurting as you breathed. You began to remember the night before, your hand going down into your panties as you felt how much bigger your hole felt. It hadn't been like that a few days ago.
And as you laid on your bed crying, Moira stood at the door, doing nothing but watching as she turned to tate. Tate bit his nails as he peeked into your room.. or what used to be his as he winced.
"Poor girl.." Moira said. She knew she never got that comfort. But she'd make sure you got yours.
Tate watched as Moira walked in, his body feeling empty once more as he watched her sit on the edge of your bed. It was all his fault. All his fault for hurting you like that.. for hurting your family like that.
Tate ran off.. residing in the basement as he tugged at his hair, crying while he sunk into the floor. He had no right, but he still continued to cry.
"Why did I do that?" He words grew broken as he cried.. mumbling the same words under his breath.
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Sorry for how dark this is. Honestly its really fucked up but here's pt2 for those who wanted it
Taglist: @kaismanwich @tatelangdonsgirll @luttic @kaiju-superstar @daylas-life @hyperharlz @ima0nahlol @howtobesasha
#evan peters#evan peters characters#evan peters fanfic#evan peters smut#evan peters x y/n#evan peters x reader#evan peters x female reader#tate langdon smut#tate x reader#tate langdon x y/n#tate langdon x you#tate langdon x reader#tate langdon#tate ahs#american horror murder house#american horror story#ahs x reader#ahs fandom#ahs fanfic
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A Tinge of Jealousy
Dina x Fem!Reader
Request: "hey can I please request Dina x fem! reader? Like where Ellie mistakes that reader is single and flirts with her and dina gets jealous and it might end up in smut? If not smut than just fluff I love Dina 🫶" | by @nickeverdeen
Note: thank you for the request! I also love Dina so this was super fun to write. | Dina Masterlist
Summary: Maria decides to host a party for a big clearing of infected, and you decide to be Dina's date. Unknown to Ellie, she decides to flirt with you. After that, Dina wants everyone to know you're hers.
Warnings: smut, fingering (r receiving), groping, biting, bite marks/hickeys, swearing, teasing 18+
"I should let everyone in here know you're mine, huh?"
The voices that mixed within the crowd overloaded your ears, creating a pounding inside your head. You sat by the bar, head falling into your hands for the fourth time that night. You rubbed your temples trying to calm it, but of course it hadn't worked.
It had been a fun party of course, Maria always went out of her way with them to congratulate whatever was to be celebrated. But tonight it was just a little too much for your head.
After an annoying day of patrol and fighting off some infected, Dina had convinced you to come with her.
And since you hadn't been out in a while to have actual fun, it affected you quite a bit, more than you thought it would. Probably because of the socializing, which you didn't have to do with infected.
"Please! You haven't been doing anything fun, and I think it'd be good for you to take a break baby!"
She said as you looked down to your feet, knowing it was true. You hardly did anything other than patrol, feeling like that was your only purpose in the town that had kept you safe, the people welcoming you in from first sight.
"maybe- it's just.. you know how it is after patrol-"
"c'mon baby! It'll be fun, I promise." She said, trying to convince you for at least thirty minutes now.
"Okay, okay fine! I'll go. Only because you promised."
She looked at you with a smirk, coming closer to your tired and tense body.
As her hand made contact with your cheek you immediately relaxed into her touch, your muscles leaning toward her, wanting her to hold you in her arms like she always did.
Dina was the only one who you could really relax with, being she was with you from the beginning. Right when you came to Jackson, she'd be by your side everywhere you went and eventually, the feelings that had grown between you two couldn't be avoided.
You went in to kiss her, stopping as her finger reached your mouth, sitting at your lips
"nuh-uh honey. Not until after the party. I know how you get when I kiss you." She laughed as a sad playful smile reached your face
"that's just because you kiss really good- it's not my fault you get me worked up!"
She laughed again, her contagiousness working on you as you laughed with her.
Your mind pounded even more as the song had changed, somehow becoming even louder than it was before. Suddenly, you felt someone's presence beside you on another stool. You looked up as you sensed their heavy stare on you, being faced with Ellie.
"Hey pretty girl, you okay over here?" She said, her tone going low and seductive.
"yeah, my heads' just pounding." you said as you saw her nod, her body turning more towards you.
"so, you here with anyone?" She asked again as she looked you up and down.
"would be a shame if no one could appreciate you in that outfit-"
before Ellie could say anything else, someone else's hands made their way around your shoulders.
They laughed behind you and you recognized the voice, and you could hear the mass amount of jealousy laced with it.
"sorry Ellie, but this pretty girl is already taken, by me." She said almost demandingly, making Ellie get the hint immediately.
Ellie put her hands up playfully, going
"my bad, my bad, guilty as charged." She said as you laughed. She slowly got up from her spot at the bar and walked away, nearing the crowd of people dancing towards the middle of the room.
You felt the pair of hands dip down on from the spot on your shoulders, now turning your torso around, another making its way to your chin and tilting it up. You looked Dina in her eyes, and you could see the desire and jealousy that formed in them with the long contact you had.
"Jesus Dina, you're gonna make me horny with that look." You laughed, noticing how it was a serious look, no longer playful as you once took it.
"I should let everyone in here know you're mine, huh?"
She said as she took your wrist in her hand, making you rise from your seat immediately. Your knees almost buckled as she said that, the tone getting you worked up. She dragged you to the bathroom, locking the door as soon as you entered.
"can I touch you?" She said before moving on. You quickly nodded, agreeing to her words.
Her hands pinned you to the wall, her leg swiftly making its way up to your clothed cunt and rubbing slowly against it, making you whine with need from the sensation. A wet spot had formed on your panties as she continued, your hands locked underneath hers so you couldn't escape the tease.
"fuck Dina, please" you said, almost whispering as you pleaded, trying to keep the noises down.
"hm? What did you say? Couldn't hear you over the music, baby."
Your whines became more high pitched as she finally released your hands, immediately feeling lonely as the warmth disappeared, her rough grip gone.
She kissed you with force and desperation, hands gliding all over your body. You went to touch her, immediately stopped by her hand that was once nearing the fabric of your underwear.
"can't touch, baby. This is a punishment."
You mumbled "fuck" under your breathe as she continued, hands finally now making their way to your jeans, unbuckling them.
As they fell to the cold tiled floor of the bathroom, one of her hands made their way under your shirt. She groped your tits, the coldness of them spreading throughout, immediately making you gasp at the sensation.
"fuck baby, your hands feel so good-"
you said as she interrupted you when one of the hands now dipped into your pants and pushed your panties aside. Her fingers rubbed through your folds, collecting what she had done.
"fuck your wet. All 'cause of me huh? Nobody can make you like this except for me."
She said as one of her fingers made their way inside you, making you moan at the sudden intrusion. She started to curl her finger up as her other hand remained on your tit, continuing the rubbing on it.
She lifted your shirt, moving her hand from the comfortable place it once was on your body, swiftly raising it for you to grab ahold of.
"keep that shirt up for me baby, let me see your pretty body."
You quickly obeyed, bunching your shirt in your mouth to keep too many moans from spilling out. Her lips suddenly came to your tit, licking it slowly.
At the same time she put another finger in, sliding in and out of your wet cunt.
"shit Dina, I'm gonna fucking cum-" you said muffled, hoping she'd understand the message.
"oh? Who said you could cum?" She said as she slipped her fingers out of your cunt, her tongue giving one last suck to your hard tit.
"Dina- why-" you said breathing in deep breaths, as she kissed you again hungrily before moving down to your neck.
"what did I say about this being a punishment, hm? Get dressed. We're gonna go enjoy this party like I promised."
Her mouth bit down on your neck, making you moan as she sucked a dark hickey into your skin for everyone out on the floor to see. So everyone could know you only belonged to Dina. No one else.
As you both exited the bathroom, a wet spot remained growing on your panties as her hand tightly gripped yours. She dragged you to the dance floor, throwing her arms over your shoulders. You felt the stares of all the other people, thinking they spotted the obvious dark and new hickey that had appeared on your neck. At this point you didn't really care who stared or how, focusing on the girl who stood in front of you.
"you're so evil" you said with a laugh as she smirked back.
"what can I say, I'm good at punishments." She said before rocking you both to the slow music that played, the pounding in your head gone as the only thing that filled it now, was Dina.
"let's enjoy this for a bit, hm? And then when we get home, I'll give you a reward? How's that baby."
"dunno if I'll be able to last that long, Dina" you said teasingly, knowing that it'd affect her in some way.
She loved getting you off, or any display of affection in that matter. Kissing you, hugging you, even dancing slowly like you were was able to turn her on if executed right. Only you were able to spark something deep inside her.
"shut up." She said as you laughed, continuing to sway with her to the music.
#dina nolastname#dina x reader#tlou2 dina#dina x reader smut#dina#dina x reader fluff#dina x fem!reader#dina x fem reader#dina smut#dina x fem!reader smut#tlou fic#tlou fluff#tlou smut#the last of us fic#the last of us fanfiction#the last of us fanfics#the last of us fluff#the last of us smut#tlou fanfiction#elliemygf
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For anyone interested, following up on that preschool dance time incident, I have finally put together a playlist of my child's (current) favorite songs.
I have, over past few months of building this list and in the past few days of pruning it of old tracks she's not into anymore, asked her the name of each song, the artist, and what she thinks about it. These are her responses.
Time of your life by the band singer called Greeeeeeen Day
SHHH NO DON'T TALK THAT'S MY SONG I WANNA HEAR IT!!! *sings along with shocking accuracy*
Middle by Jimmy in the World
I think maybe it's about a roller coaster, and you have to be patient too. 'Cause see, it says "It just takes some time," so now you have to wait, and be patient.
PAIN by 'Magine Dragons
I'm a freight train named PAIN! So this is my song. ^_^
Gimme that Fire OOOOOOEEEOOOO by.... um... i don't know this guy
You know, you should not touch fire, it's HOT. Also, don't say gimme, you can say please, that's more polite.
Polaroid by 'Magine Dragons
*too busy singing along to offer commentary*
Here Comes the Sun doo-doo-doo-doo by I don't know, that's a singer but probably I don't know their name
I think that's about how it's okay, so don't worry. See? 'It's alright.' So it's alright!
It's the Hotdog Song! by It's Green Day too!
This one is really called Polly Anna, but its picture is a hotdog on the music website on the computer, so it makes me think of hotdogs. I think this one is for being optimistic! *thumbs up* YEAH!
Record Player by Um.... It's the guys that sing it, and a girl sings it too
What is a record player? Why did she dyed her hair green? 🤔 Oh, he says he's in the elevator, I like to go on elevators too. 😊
Be Careful by I don't know who sings that, I just like it because it says "be careful," and it's good to be careful.
It's a dramatic song, so you have to do a dramatic dance. Like BALLET. *the most dramatic ballet dancing you've ever seen*
BONES by That's 'Magine Dragons, too. I think I like 'Magine Dragons a LOT.
Magic isn't real, but this is a being determined song. *muscle arms*
I don't know what this one's called, but I think the band is Green Day, because it sounds like that.
This one's got the big drums that are really loud, and that's why it's a rock song. I like rock songs, they're DETERMINED.
Am A Mess by A. J. R?
He maybe needs a bath if he is messy...
[see also] I like that funny whistle sound.
Astronaut in the Ocean (that's a rap song) by *shrug*
That's really silly, because astronauts go to space, not the ocean. I think he needs a spaceship instead. Maybe he's lost and that's why he's in the ocean instead of space.
The Stick Song by Um... Mama? Who does sing this one?
Stick is not a season-- the seasons are like winter and summer-- but it is a fun song. *proceeds to do a tappy kicky dance*
[see also] You should probably not drink alcohol-- some people like to drink it, but it can make you real sick in your brain and your tummy-- so I think he needs juice instead. Maybe his friends will bring some for Christmas.
Shotgun by That guy also sings the other song we heard in the car, and he has a deep voice that is ~calm~
It must be hot where he's going, because he says 'hot sun' a lot. But what does "feelin like a someone" means...? 🤔
Daylight by The Guy Who Sings It
It says 'running from the daylight,' but the daylight is just the sun, and you can't run away from the sun because it's all over, so maybe he just likes to stay inside until it is night. Yeah, that's what that means.
Paint the Town Red by Lady Rap Singer
There is a part with a rap- a girl rap singer, because most rap singers are boys but she's a girl- and she says UGH like something is yucky. I like that part. But why does she say UGH?
SUNYOOF by ????
It is called SunROOF, but it sounds like he says sunYOOF, so I call it sunyoof. And we have a sunroof in our car, so I like this song in the car the most.
Cruel Summer by Taylor Swift
I don't know how the summer is crool, but that's just what it says.
[see also] WHAT? Blue is not a shape! *thinks* My body is shaped like arms and legs, not blue....
Liddle Bit of Sunshine by One-Re-Public, that's also who sings the song Counting Stars
Mama, when it says SUNSHINE you gotta open the sunroof because it says 'throwing up the shade for a little bit of sunshine," so you gotta let in the sunshine, okay?
Young by Miley Cyrus
*also too busy singing along with shocking clarity to make comments*
Antee Heeeero by Taylor Swift
I don't know why she says she's a monster on a hill, because she's just a girl.
The one with the deedle-ee-deedle-ee-dee-dee guitar thing by *still busy playing air banjo*
I think this one is about being patient, because he says he's gonna wait, and that takes a LONG time. And it has a good harmonies, that's the part where it's like a duet, only lots of guys sing so it goes "ooooooo" together, and then the guitar thingy goes like *kicking and flailing* like that!
I think she's got a future in writing music reviews, js
#music#adventures of bean#i love my kid so much guys#she's the coolest little person i know#and her worldview is just so refreshing and delightful#rock songs ARE determined you're right baby!!#and a well-played banjo DOES feel like *joyful kicking and flailing*#Spotify
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the girlfriends’ music tastes
I did this as a fun little thing / character development for the ladies, and thought I’d share with the class — what would be on the girlfriends’ playlists, if they lived in our world in 2024. featuring things that are in my Spotify library! I’m a woman of broad taste. contains a few very mild spoilers for chapters I haven’t yet posted but oh well 🤷🏻♀️ [~400 words]
Angel: calm vibes and girly pop. Lana Del Rey, Taylor, TVGirl, Billie Eilish, Sabrina Carpenter, and so on. also secretly fond of Garrick’s gym playlists (mild phonk and rap). he was shocked to learn that she knew all the words to some of those songs and would hum along to them.
Darling: R&B / sensual pop, because she’s an unbothered baddie and she knows it. Ari, Kali Uchis, Jhene Aiko, SZA, and the classic 90s ladies: Sade, Aaliyah, Lauryn Hill… she loves to turn it up and just groove to relax, and Bodhi loves watching her do her lil dances.
Duchess: 00s hits, because she’s an elder millennial, and they just don’t make music like they used to. a lot of Beyoncé — just not “single ladies”, because Brennan did in fact put a ring on it, and he was deeply offended the first time he heard her play it after they got married.
Love: DGAF Pop. Icona Pop, Charli XCX, Dua Lipa, Brittney… things you can blast in the car and sing along to. and that entire subgenre of 90s/00s ladies singing about how men ain’t shit. Dain has learned not to take that personally.
Peach: country, but happy, fun country. lots of the famous ladies: Carrie, Miranda, Dolly, Shania, old Taylor… some top 40 pop in there, too. anything that makes her feel good. and slow, romantic songs too, so she can sway around in the kitchen with Sawyer while they’re making dinner.
Spark: a delicate blend of 2010s emo + classic “dad rock”. this entire post was inspired by Joan Jett’s “bad reputation” coming on shuffle and me going SPARK SPARK SPARK. dipping into metal a little bit — some Metallica in there, AC/DC, Mötley Crue, Black Sabbath…
Sunny: powerful vocals. ABBA, broadway musicals, and famous jazz ladies. sings along in the shower or doing dishes etc., and she’s actually hitting the right notes and in perfect harmony with the original recording. but she’ll vibe with whatever’s playing and find something nice to say about it — just loves having any music on.
Sweetheart: instrumentals and classical. — good for studying. loves those “Lo-Fi anime beats” videos on YouTube, and reading ambiance playlists for really getting into a fantasy novel. invested a good chunk of change into noise canceling headphones, so it can be just her and her music, no distractions.
I'm still figuring out Bun... I'll add her later, maybe :)
#girlfriendverse#brennan and duchess#liam and spark#aaric and sunny#bodhi and darling#garrick and angel#sawyer and peach#dain and love#ridoc and sweetheart#mine
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Name: Sage
Age: young? idk
Hobbies: drawing, playing string instruments, I do choir if that counts, playing games, sleeping (not often achievable)
Likes and dislikes: I like sweets as long as they aren’t too sweet. I also like animals. Animals are cute sometimes. Sometimes. I also like Ghibli movies and I have a collection of stuffed animals. Vocaloid supremacy(including virtual singers). I dislike loud noises, and things that feel weird.
Fandom(s): Genshin Impact and Project Sekai
I have been told that I act like Furina, Hu Tao, and Mizuki from Genshin and Project Sekai if that helps with anything :)
I may or may not have slight anger issues, or I just like kicking and throwing things at people-
Happy 500 followers !
sorry if I wrote too much :(
Hi! Tysm! Somehow I've got 700 rn heh
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Project Sekai:
Rui!!
Rui:
He adores you
And cannot make you sleep, due to his bad sleeping habits.
You probably put him to sleep, during the nights when he creates robots instead of sleeping. He knows you worry about his health, but he also loves his hobby (relatable ngl), so he just says 5 more minutes and will say so, until you would physically try to drag him.
When you would start tugging, he would immediately take action of standing up and going to do the teeth brushing and stuff to sleep.
I, for some reason, think that he sleeps in one pose throughout the night. He also probably has insomnia. If you sleep with stuffed animals, he probably either cuddles them along with you, either throws them off the bed to cuddle only you. There's no in-between. He also would say that they fell by themselves.
Would always come and support you when do choir and play instruments!
He would create a lot of small glowing bots, that would create your face and name to support you. Just imagine that megamind scene. Thats what he would do.
You and Nene would be besties fr. He would just stand there, nearby, and look pretty (support it too)
Maybe would make your device less glitchy, or sth, to make your wins in games easier (or if it's a calm game, play with you).
He may try cooking with you. Wether it turns out good or bad, he will eat it anyways.
HE WILL
He would also ask what's your favorite animal is! Why, you may ask?
he will make a r o b o t of it for you. H e w i l l.
He will watch Ghibli films with you, and may try cosplaying! (He will ask Mizuki for that)
His favorite Ghibli movie would probably be "Howl's moving castle".
Oh, you like vocaloid? WELL GUESS WHO HE-- [disconnected]
*drops small Mikudayo/[your fave vocaloid] little bots on your bed*
Purple head WILL make you/give you headphones, to make it easier to go throughout the day. You need to blockout those loud noises, y'know?
If you like being dramatic, he will definitely join in. You two will create random story and be in character. "Off with your heads!", Rui: "Yes, on it fufufu!"
You will join wxs in creating "lore/scene" for their songs.
Genshin Impact:
Albedo!!
He tries to visit you as much as he can.
The alchemist tries making you some nice animal, that is a COMBINATION OF YOUR FABORITE ANIMALS????
He may do some with food, try to make you something p e r f e c t
Does it fail? Does he succeed? I will leave it to your imagination!
"What's vocaloid? What's Ghibli? Can you explain?"
I think he would love "Spirited Away" and is another enjoyer of "Howl's moving castle".
Will draw you a lot, and I mean A LOT
He wants you to be remembered forever. You, everything about you. The way you look like, the way you carry yourself, your personality. All of this, captured in paintings and doodles.
Since you don't like loud noises, will create you some sort of headphones-thingy (like the things on Alhaitham).
Will join in your hobbies, choir or instruments, he will try to do it aswell and enjoy it with you.
Since you don't like most weird textures, he would try to leave you outside of his lab during experiments heh
"Hey Sage, is this what you call a vocaloid?" *crawling WopperFlower that slightly looks like VFlower from your description*"
#genshin x you#genshin x reader#pjsekai x reader#pjsk#pjsk x reader#match ups#genshin impact x reader#sagau x reader#project sekai x reader
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my ateez fansign experience in copenhagen 🫶
here’s a little write up of my fansign experience with ateez, it may be long so be aware if you want to read it all sdkjfgnr
hongjoong
so hongjoong was the first teezer (thank god tbh he has such a calming presence). he asked me how i was and i told him i was super good and he brightened up with ”AH SUPER GOOD?” and i told him obvs bc i was here with them. then he asked me if i had slept and i said barely, and he asked me ”how do you look so good then” 😭 i told him i’d had a red bull and coffee and he laughed before shaking his head like nO NO TOO MUCH CAFFEINE IT’S BAD FOR YOU, he then proceeded to ask me if i had eaten and i told him the fansign group chat (30 of us) were going out to dinner after the fansign and he looked around super shocked (see screenshot) that we were all friends, and asked me where i was from, probably to check if we all came from the same place, but i told him we met on twt and he also said thank u for coming here from sweden sdjkfngjg he told me he liked our organization with the group chat and all.
wooyoung
oh wooyoung, little wooyoung. first of all, the birthmark on his lip… or dot, as he would call it……. i’m obsessed, it’s so obvious up close. not like i was looking at his lips pfft. BUT ANYWAY. i sat down in front of him and he greeted me with the brightest ’HIIII’ and i asked him how he was, the usual, told him i was nervous bc this was my first time, and he, in his typical wooyoung high pitched voice went, ”AHHH FIRST TIME? NICE SEEING YOU” and asked me if i was coming to the concert. i said yes obviously, he asked me if i was from denmark but i told him sweden and he repeat sweden in the cutest way ever… i s2g. he asked me for my favorite song to which i replied horizon, and he immediately started talking about how he likes turbulence but it’s apparently sad bc it makes atinys cry alot so i told him it’s good that they’re ending this tour with the real so we can party and he just ”AHH YEAH TRADITIONAL KOREAN SOUND YOU LIKE??” and i told him it’s also one of my favorites akjgdkjrg.
san
mr choi san. he was SO BEAUTIFUL UP CLOSE. like unbelievable. they all are but something about san is just?????? surreal. but anyway, said hi how are you all of that, i told him i may almost start crying bc i got emotional there all of a sudden and he just ’it’s okay it’s okay’. so i took a deep breath and then i told him some meaningful things that i won’t get into detail about and he just sat there softly smiling the entire time 😭 he thanked me for coming, and that knowing his atinys are happy and loved, makes him happy. he then proceeded to tell me i had big, beautiful kind eyes (S I R? IN THIS ECONOMY?) and that he wanted eyes like that because he always thinks his eyes are so small, especially on stage and he looked at his eyes in the mirror they had, did a little grimace and then proceeded to show me how he thought his eyes were small (see screenshot), and i told him no, they’re beautiful as they are and the kindest eyes and he thanked me 🫶
seonghwa
PARK SEONGHWA. ethereal human being, who’s probably not even a human being lbr, he’s too pretty to be human. we said hello, how are you, all of that, i told him i’m nervous and he chuckled a little, told him his cardigan looked pretty and fluffy and he did a smug lil shrug while putting his tongue out (SEONGHWA?!?!?!?!?!!?!?!?) (see screenshot) and then told me i looked pretty too (bye writing this from the grave). i asked him, since we were in the land of lego, if he had had time to go to the lego store yet and he said he had been there the day before so i asked him if he had bought a lot now and he said no because his suitcase is already too full with clothes 😭😭😭 i told him we (i) really enjoyed his lego lives and asked him if he was going to at least show and/or build what he got yesterday on live, and he said that he was planning a live later that night but that it was a secret 🫡 and the time went by a little too fast for him tbh.
yeosang
oh yeosang. yeeeeosang beloved my most beloved. i sat down and we said our hello’s, and then he looked at me and just OH FANSIGN? VIDEO CALL ONE? ONE TIME? (see screenshot) bc he apparently remembered me and i instantly fucking melted on the spot bc what the FUCK. he told me it was nice meeting me in person now and thanking me for coming, then he asked if i had eaten and i again told him about the group chat dinner. and he lit up and told me an atiny before had said that a group of atinys were going to go out and eat korean food, and he was planning on inviting himself, asking me if he could come and i was like.. sir i’ll sign the nda right now let’s fucking go we don’t need to wait. i know we talked some more but i genuinely can’t remember what it was 😭 he’s just so pretty in real life.
mingi
ahhh mr mingi. looking as handsome as ever, and even more so up close. we did the usual how are you thing, i told him i’m good bc i’m seeing him and he said same. and then i proceeded to tell him how he’s my bestie’s ult bias (bc i legit did not know what else to say bc he was just staring me down and i lost focus ksfjngjrg) and i told him all the good things i know she’s wanted to say to him and instead of saying thanks, he looks me dead in the eye and just says ”you too? same?” KSDJNFKJNF YEAH OK UR MY ULT BIAS NOW IDC ME TOO SAME SURE SURE (kidding) and then he told me my hair looked nice and i said the same about him, and he told me my eyes keep shifting/moving (see screenshot) and i was like… sir i’m nervous pls don’t call me out like this 😭 he asked me if i was going to the concert and then told me he’d see me there 🫡
jongho
oh man. i just want you all to know that this man is 500x more beautiful up close, in real life. like he really is just out of this world pretty and i had manifested for him to wear glasses for this AND HE DID ksjfdngkj ok anyway i sat down and said hi, he asked me how i was so i took the chance to be like ”i’m really good bc i’m talking to you” (the line he always uses on evERYONE) and he was like ”nO THAT’S MY MENT YOU ALWAYS TAKE MY MENT” (bc i took it last time during our call in october too??? so he remembered?? 😭😭😭) and he was like ”ask me” and i asked him how he was and he very firmly said ”i’m good because i’m talking to you”. i told him we’d talked three times before so it’s extra special seeing him like this and he thanked me for coming, i told him i wish i could’ve brought a gift and he was sad about that. and oBVIOUSLY i had to compliment his glasses and told him he looks good in them and that he should wear them more often, and he touched his glasses, pointed at mine and said ”you look good too bc we are the same” bc our glasses were similar 😭 (see screenshot) unfortunately my clip with him is not good bc the person filming was sitting right in front of us so i’m blocking him the entire time 😭
yunho
YUNHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. yunho was the only member i totally blanked on. completely. i sat down and the first thing i said was ”hi you look handsome” lika a FOOL. but he said ”really? thank you, i’m shy” and held his lil face (see screenshot) i’m fucking WEEPING. like i said, i blanked and i told him i did and he immediately picked up the conversation and asked me if i was coming to the concert, i said yes and told him i’d try to be front row for him and he did the cutest lil face (see screenshot) as if he was conspiring with me to keep me at barricade. he then asked me my favorite song and i said ’horizon’, and then i joked that he probably expected ’cyberpunk’ bc everyone always says that and he did the starting pose of cyberpunk and said atinys like it bc it’s so sexy and dangerous 😭 (you haven’t lived until you’ve heard him say sexy and dangerous) but i told him no, for me it’s horizon and that i love his part in it (you know the one where he runs and jumps). and he just started singing ”i believe i can flyyyy” took a break to LAUGH THE CUTEST THING EVER and then continued ”i believe i can touch the sky” and then it was over 😭 ending on a high note with yunho.
but like the entire experience was so good. the staff were SUUUUUUUPER NICE and lovely. the members did five photo poses instead of three for photo time so naturally we were their favorites 🤝 and idk. i’m still absolutely reeling from the experience like i was so so nervous but i really had no reason to be, because they were just absolutely amazing, each and every one of them and those two hours went by a little too fast.
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hey hey love, if u don't mind can u give me some book or music or television recs to start off the new year
books
romance , horror or thriller, ya , dystopia
television
sitcoms , rom coms / romance, docuseries, 90s sitcoms, British television
music
rap, r&b, sometimes pop, soul
anyways
hope u have a lovely day / night
omgggggg this is a dream come true wait
books:
I don't read that much so I don't have so much recs but I'm currently reading a book named Love Radio (it's a black romance). also for dystopia, I only have the books I studied in school so Animal Farm (this is a banger, I love it so much) and The Handmaid's Tale.
television:
you asked the wrong one because miss girl over here is a YouTube lover so I'm not really into series, films, etc. but I can recommand Boy Meets World, an old Disney channel series. If you know Girl Meets World, this is basically the story of her dad.
for music, I can recommand (this is going to be long):
Jordan Ward: I discovered him this year he is so talented. he brings such good vibes with his music. (song recs: FAMJAM4OO and SIDEKICK)
Khamari, my 2023 rnb king: His album A Brief Nirvana has been one of my faves this year (song recs: Drifting, Tell Me)
Turn Your Lights Down Low by Bob Marley: that is not his usual reggae, it is more calm and "sensual". (it's so weird to say this but hey, I know this is the right word)
jev. : my rap discovery of this year. i don't really know how to describe him but I love his song "who?" and I hope you like it too
Rihanna: this might be odd but hear me out. you may not know her 2007 album, Good Girl Gone Bad. The love I have for it is insane, it's my favourite (song recs: sell me candy, push up on me, good girl gone bad)
don't really know where to put her but seeing your preferred music genre, I think Pip Millett would fit: her voice is so soothing and beautiful, I love herrrr (song recs: downright and my way)
Jorja Smith: i'm pretty sure you know her already but just her album falling or flying is the most amazing piece of art that i listened this year and i will talk about it forever (song recs: she feels, falling or flying, broken is the man)
if i was a boy ;) by adanna duru: i love how groovy it is and just fun to listen to. a good one to put someone in a good mood and give them energy.
Broken Record by GSoul: discovered it in a deb smikle video and haven't let it go since. it is also a groovy song that i love.
Tyler The Creator: well, who doesn't know Tyler.....but this year i got into his music more so my love for him grew (song recs: Who Dat Boy, IFHY, A BOY IS A GUN*, GONE GONE / THANK YOU)
imma stop here because why am i making you an entire essay of music recommendations (but I'll gladly give you more) <3
edit: if you're open to other langues than english (more specifically french), i have more recs for you
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@jamboreeofsurprises tagged me to post my 10 favorite songs!! this is going to be insanely hard, so just to make it easier on myself, this is my CURRENT, RECENT top ten songs and not my all time. if i did all time i'd be agonizing over trying to remember every song i've ever loved LMAO
also because i'm annoying i'm going to say some shit about each song
matenrou - iri
PLEASE GOD LISTEN TO THIS SONG SHE IS SO HOT!!!!!!!!!! my bestie introduced me to iri a year or two ago and i've been obsessed with her ever since. her voice is so deep and sexy and she has that exact type of casual calm charisma that makes me go wild for a woman lol. also whoever produces her songs just does bangers after bangers, it's definitely a little bit of that overly popular Lo-Fi Hiphop Beats genre so i wouldn't call it revolutionary, but it just makes for fun easy listening. i like her raps too <3
the loneliest time - carly rae jepsen
i'm on tumblr i probably don't need to explain to any of you mfs why i like CRJ. actually i kinda thought the album this was from was mid but the standout songs were REALLY standout. shoutouts to bad thing twice, too
salamander - deco*27
it ain't that deep this one just gets stuck in my head like once a month lol. i also love a vocaloid song that kinda utilizes the fact that vocaloids are weird and can make weird sounds or sing strange vocal melodies that you wouldn't necessarily write for a human. the "ya-ppa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa daimondai da" in the chorus is a favorite bit for me
wait a minute! - willow
i've loved this song ever since it came out :o it's so good
F wonderful world - ano
i'm a sucker for this brand of cute front woman singing extremely dark lyrics lol. ano also did an ending for chainsaw man! she did the one about vomit kisses!!!💘
into free from dragon's dogma
LOL reals will know ok. reals will understand. this scratches the same part of my brain as the metal gear rising soundtrack
E S P R - mikitoP
mikito has been putting out some of my favorite vocaloid music from day one, but this one was really special!!! i feel like he's really peaked where his acoustic music is concerned. the bass tone, the drums really building the anticipation in the second verse, all of it is so well performed and recorded. also a really crazy use of SynthV, not to be mistaken with vocaloid!!! the voice synth is so mellow and melts perfectly into the music. i'm not always a "more human = better" person when it comes to vocal synths, but in this one, the naturalism of her voice is fitting and really cool. the lyrics are just also my favorite flavor of mikito, kind of fantastical but also really grounded in reality and a little bit bittersweet. my other flavor of mikito is "songs he wrote about his cat that sound weird if you don't know are about a cat" which to my knowledge he's only done twice but it's funny that it happened twice
tokyo shandy rendezvous - maison des
this one just really wedged its way into my brain haha. KAF has such a weird cute voice
zurukunai? - punipuni denki
this song is giving casinopolis!! it's smooth and sexy! i've been into kan sano's singing lately. she's got that exact kind of cool effortlessly pretty voice that i can't get enough of
juicy - doja cat
i really don't even know what to say, this song is like a pacifier for my brain. it needs to be the version without tyga in it though or i get aggressive. did you know tyga opened a popup restaurant near where i lived in orange county called tyga bites? i heard it wasn't good. nuff said.
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Can I get a match up please?
I am Bi with a girl pref.
I'm a 5'3 girl with brown eyes, black curly hair, tan skin. I enjoy playing games, drawing, baking, going to museums, going out for walks, and I love science. I also LOVEEE shopping. Any kind of shopping makes me happy. I love animals too!
I am mainly introverted but I get those random burst of energy where I wanna be mad social. I am told I am quiet, nice, thoughtful, and I'm generous.
My favorite type of music is mostly pop. You will totally catch me listening to some Taylor Swift, Carly Rae Jepsen, Selena Gomez, Beyoncé, and more. I will occasionally listen to R&B and rap.
I match you with...
D.va! - Hana Song
Fun fact D.va is actually 5'6 so being with someone shorter than her gives her a sense of pride she hasn't felt in a while, usually being relatively short on the teams she works with.
Forehead and cheek kisses, also expect her to act smug when you ask for her to grab something off of a taller shelf (that she totally put up there so you would ask)
Hana loves looking at art, I feel she just scrolls through tumblr looking at fanart of her favorite games, anything you draw she is sharing immediately. Your #1 fan.
Hana herself is very similar in terms of being introverted but having bursts of social energy. She's a hardcore gamer who loves sharing a quiet comfortable space with you as well as going out on the occasional night out with friends or what not.
Hana can be pretty chaotic, so your mellow energy really balances her out, she overworks herself to bone and someone needs to be there to calm her down and in turn she'd spark some energy in your life (Hana is basically your caffeine) and get you to try or do fun things you've never done before.
Love to shop, sometimes you have to drag her out or vice versa
Legit I feel like D.va would listen to the type of stuff you do. She'd take you out flying in her Mech, jamming to your Spotify playlist. Also, if it's been a particularly stressful night for either of you, you'll both get dressed in fluffy pajamas and have an emergency dance party, just shake that stress out.
Brigitte Lindholm
Brigitte is very very tall. She doesn't mind your height at all! She'd love nothing more than to pull you close and squeeze you in her arms. Biggest spoon energy, she will be your shield and your blanket this girl I swear.
This girl is such a history buff I feel like. She loves hearing Reinhardt's stories of the good Ol' days and museum trips are something she love to go out and do with you.
Her mom is a pro baker, if you love baking, she'll take you to her parents' house and have you do recipe swap with her mom. Bake a really good pie and you basically win her parents over
Brigitte is an engineer which in itself is a form of science so scientific discussions are a yes! Though if it's in the field of biology she might be a little lost, but she'll still listen and inquire!
Brigitte feels like a full introvert to me. She's a lil awkward, but she's trying her best! Our goofy lil crusader also likes going out occasionally with some friends or coworkers.
LOVES ANIMALS HAVE YOU SEEN HER KITTY, BIG GOOFY LIL BUDDY SHE EVEN MADE ARMOR FOR HIMMMM. LOVE HER CAT AND SHE'LL LOVE YOU FOREVER.
I have the idea that Brig sings Taylor Swift in the shower so be prepared for that lmfao. Very good dancer so if you've got that stuff playing you might see her grab a whisk from the kitchen and use it as a microphone
Other people who I'd match you with: Lucio, Echo, and Mei.
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how does she interact with DJSS? Is she in a band or is she a solo musician? Is she a pedestrian or a new NSR head? What’s her personality? How she interact with the other NSR heads? What inspired her? How does she meet DJSS? Is it a good meeting or a slow burn situation? Have you thought about her story and arc? Does she change DJSS’s self absorbed personality, or is it a “only nice for her” type thing? Does she have any nicknames? Any family, or friends? I also just realized she might not just go by she/her as well so what are her pronouns? What are the others feelings of her? Which district does she live in? If any at all? Can our ocs be friends? Is that the only art of her? And does she come in before or after rock revolution? After the main game concludes? During even? And if you have any more facts about her after answering these, can you plleeeassseee share them?
gaaaasssssppppp
man that was a lot of questions, but you did say go wild, thanks!
WOWZERS SO MANY!!!! GRAHHHHHH!!!! ANON LOOK OUT IM GOING TO GO SO FERAL UNDER THE CUT!!!!!
-oh djss and zoleil interact aaaaalll the time, whether during NSR meetings or during their free time!!!! they are often texting or calling or hanging out 24/7,,, dates are super frequent with them!! their interactions are always pretty positive :3 they’re just vibing and deeply in love!!!
-she’s a solo musician through and through!!!! save for the occasional collab of course :3
-she’s an NSR head/charter!
-her personality,,,, very VERY tough to pinpoint when im not writing it lol but! the gist of it is that zoleil is typically pretty reserved and mellow. she’s usually just minding her own business and vibing most of the time, though she can be fairly outgoing if she feels up to it! she sure won’t turn down a party if she gets invited and she usually doesn’t mind hosting them either! she’s usually rather polite, although she’s suuuper impulsive and often does things in the heat of the moment. she mostly makes a lot of impulse purchases and is a LOT more emotion based as opposed to logic based!! even though she bottles up all those feelings… she is also the type to hold a deep, scathing grudge against someone for AGESSSSSS LMAO o_O
zoleil also struggles with internally making everything a competition as well as some anger issues, though she’s definitely calmed down somewhat by the time of the game! well, until the rock uprising, that is :3
-realllllly varies depending on the head! obviously she’s on like. the best of terms with DJSS bc they r married LMAO xD
shes a more icy towards sayu and her team, as she doesn’t really see the appeal of the whole gig but respects the effort put in anyways!
she’s kind of friends with yinu and her mother, though they aren’t really close. more like… acquaintances that see each other really often lol
zoleil is pretty close with neon j and was actually friends with him before she befriended DJSS!!! she thinks 1010 are neat and cool :]
she’s pretty close with eve too and they often have long talks about art and things hehe (fun fact! zoleil and eve are both demisexual (like. Me. hehehe :3c))
…and she is usually sucking up to Tatiana and trying to win her favor for one reason or another (to no avail i may add, tatiana knows what she’s up to and gives her absolutely no special treatment because of it LMAO)
-a whole lotta things inspire her! but mainly clouds and the sky and general feelings of airiness/floatiness! for her music, she mostly just wanted to try something new! after her first song got really big out of the blue one day, she got super invested in making music and wanted to keep trying new things lol
-she meets him through NSR meetings before the game!
-their whole relationship is very VERY slow burn bc they start off as workplace ‘rivals’ always trying to one up each other,,, im such a sucker for that trope omg xD whether on purpose or at random, they keep ending up being made to do things together until eventually (and very annoyingly in their eyes at first) they start to realize that the other person isn’t actually so bad. then they slowly start to become friends! cue 3 years of pining before an actual romance is developed LOL
-i think about her story ALL the time…OUGHHHH,,,, the VERY short summary is that like djss she came from a smaller town (tho not the same as his) and eventually moved to vinyl city after a few of her songs started getting really big. something something she gets scouted by NSR from there :3 her arc mainly focuses on moving on and letting go!
-zoleil kind of changes him for the better but not too much!!!! he’s still mostly only nice to her, though he’s a bit more open to others than he was before. keyword: a bit. he’s still preeeeetty self centered lol!! it’s really a minuscule difference but still a noticeable one!
-DJSS usually calls her ‘Zo’ but will occasionally use ‘Zo-Zo’. she thinks the latter is deeply embarrassing (because of how much she loves being called it and how sweet and adorable she thinks it is hahaha)
-she’s got a bunch of friends, but she’s really only super close with a few! as for family, she has a mother, though she’s cut contact with her.
-she/her!!!! (though she doesn’t mind they/them or it/its on occasion)
-DJSS loves her very much! (:3c
the sayu team thinks that she’s a bit too harsh at time, but they still respect her like she respects them at the end of the day!
yinu’s mom thinks she’s way too unserious and as a result doesn’t talk to her much outside of work. yinu doesn’t really care to interact with her lol
neon j thinks shes a good friend, if not a bit quiet at times! and 1010 are usually of the opinion that she’s silly hahaha
tatiana thinks she’s very talented. though she also thinks that zoleil needs to stop asking for her opinion on every little thing ever. she is also fully aware of when zoleil is being the equivalent of a teachers pet and trying to win her favor still respects her despite that, even if she does get a bit fed up with her antics at times hehe
-she lived in her own district, aka the lumiere district! before she moved in with DJSS in the cast tech district of course :3c
-OFC OUR OCS CAN BE FRIENDS!!!! ID LOVE THAT!!!!!!!! AAJNSJSHSH
-OH DEFINITELY NOT. IVE GOT SO MUCH ART OF HER AND DJSS YOU DONT EVEN KNOW LMAOOOOOTHERE IS SO MUCH….
-she joined NSR years before the rock revolution and she has a part during the game too!!! i think about her potential boss fight SO much ajshdhsjjxnx….
AND NOW FOR SOME RANDOM FUN FACTS SINCE YOU ASKED!!!!! >:3
-she’s been an oc of mine since 2022! may 29th mark. 2 years since her creation (IM NOT REAADY AAAAAA)
-as i said before, zoleil is demisexual! she’s also omniromantic :3 AND she has ADHD! wow guys i wonder who she got all that from isn’t that crazy that we have so much in common 😁😁😁😁
-she and DJSS have collaborated 9 times now. for funzies!
-she’s one of my most redesigned ocs, if not THE most! she’s gone through like 20 different designs,,,, her last one is still rotating in my brain
-her left ring finger is actually slightly crooked! she broke it when she was a kid and it didn’t quite heal properly…
ANYWAYS ANON THIS WAS!!!!! SO FUN!!!!!! PLEASE FEEL FREE TO SEND IN MORE QUESTIONS I LOVED ANSWERING ALL OF THIS SO MUCH!!
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Natasha Romanoff X Fem!Reader. R has fire powers linked to her emotions. The Avengers try to guess who her crush is and when Natasha’s name is mentioned R’s powers play up 🔥🔥. So her friends make it their mission to get the two together. Fluff please and thank you 😊
yes i LOVE writing pyrokinetic reader
Operation Fire Widow
word count: 2.5k
warnings: some swearing, Supergirl references, accidental burning
A/N: anon i’m so sorry this so long. i got shadowbanned and my dumbass didn’t know I could get my account back until recently so- but anyway i hope you enjoy! :D
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"Sam?"
"No,"
"Bucky?"
"Also no,"
"Me?"
"Just when I thought your ego couldn't get any bigger, no,"
"Ugh, fine. Is it Steve?"
"Dumbasses,"
Sighing, Carol and Wanda looked at each other in defeat; they were not going to crack you tonight.
"Alright, new subject then," Peter interjected, taking a sip of his root beer. Despite his age, you found that he fit in well with you Wanda, and Carol. The four of you made quite an interesting friend group.
"I overheard Mr. Stark talking about how Mr. Fury made Natasha train a bunch of new SHIELD agents and she made a lot of them cry,"
You gripped the pillow tighter, picturing her losing it and yelling. The thought started to make smoke come out of your hands, hence why you were gripping the pillow tighter in an attempt to hide it.
Unfortunately, your attempt was unsuccessful.
"Y/N what the hell are you doing?" Carol asked, noticing the smoke rising.
You let go of the pillow, then balled your fists to try to stop the smoke.
"What's going on?" Wanda asked softly. When you first joined the Avengers, she was the one who helped you learn all about your powers and how to control them. She knew you lost control sometimes, so she placed a gentle hand on your back, which nearly burned her.
"Wait a minute," Carol said, connecting the dots. "It's Nat, isn't it?"
"No!" You lied, feeling the smoke starting to rise from your palms again.
"It is!" Peter said with a grin.
You sighed, hiding your face in the scorched pillow.
"Don't be shy, Y/N," Carol said, smiling at you. "It's sweet,"
"It's pathetic, and never gonna happen!" You protested, not peeking out from the pillow.
"I beg to differ," Peter stated proudly.
"Me too," Wanda said.
"This is gonna be a thing now, isn't it?" You said with a groan.
Peter thought for a minute, thinking about your superhero name and Natasha's.
"Operation Fire Widow," he said.
Wanda and Carol nodded in agreement.
Yep, this was definitely going to be a thing now.
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The next morning, you woke up to a loud knock at your bedroom door.
"What is it?" You groaned, rolling over.
"Us!" Wanda yelled back.
You let out a deep breath, there was no getting out of this one.
"Come in!"
The door opened, and Wanda, Carol, and Peter all walked in and sat on your bed. Peter was holding a piece of paper with a bullet list on it.
"What is this?" You asked, rolling your eyes at them.
"Operation Fire Widow!" Peter replied with a bright smile.
"Oh what the hell?" You said, giving in. "Tell me about the operation,"
The three of them surrounded you, holding the piece of paper up.
"We've created a three-arc plan," Carol started. "Part one starts today; we're gonna get you and Nat in the living room at the same time, alone. Then we're gonna take away all the blankets, and turn the air on really high so it gets freezing. Because of your powers, you'll be fine and be really warm, so then she'll want to cuddle you to warm up,"
"Oh come on, you guys aren't gonna actually freeze the room, right?" You replied, slightly concerned.
All three of them looked dead serious.
You let out a long sigh,
“Look, you’re not gonna actually do something like that. I’m open to some things you guys could plan, but this is taking it too far,”
Carol rolled her eyes, then snatched the paper back.
“I’m going downstairs now,” you told them.
“Good, ‘cause Natasha’s down there!” Wanda called as you exited your room, earning an eye roll in response.
She was right, Natasha was sitting at the table eating breakfast.
“Hi,” you told her. She waved in response, giving a small smile.
Unfortunately, she stood up as soon as you sat down.
“Where are you going?” You asked.
“I need to reheat this,” she replied, holding her plate up.
“Wait!” You said, stopping her. “I could do it! It’ll be faster!”
You immediately regretted it as soon as you said it. She raised an eyebrow at you, then shrugged. She handed you the plate without another word.
Taking in a deep breath, you knew you couldn’t mess this up. You closed your eyes, then slowly began to heat up the plate.
Once you finished, you handed it back to her and smiled triumphantly.
She hesitantly grabbed her fork and took a bite out of it, then looked at you with a shocked expression.
“It’s a little warmer than I was expecting, but it’s better than how it was before. Thanks,”
You smiled at her for a few awkward second before backing away.
You ended up backing into the counter, your hands smoking as a jump response.
“Shit!” You cursed, closing your fists whilst trying to ignore the growing pain in your lower back.
“Are you okay?” Natasha asked, standing up immediately.
You gave her a thumbs up, forcing a smile.
“I’m good, I, gotta go, I-”
With that, you ran out of the kitchen before spending the next few days trying to forget the incident.
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“Alright, you’ve done enough sulking,” Carol said as she barged into your room without even bothering to knock. “It’s time to talk to her again,”
“What? More operation Fire Widow?” You asked in a mocking tone.
Carol rolled her eyes.
“You guys are just like Kara and Lena, you’ll either be the greatest couple of all time or the worst queerbait ever. In your case, it would be because you’re too afraid to admit your feelings to her,”
You sighed. Of course your best friend would use one of your favorite ships to pressure you.
“Talk to her at Tony’s party tonight, okay?”
“Fine,”
“Good. Wanda and Peter have already agreed to help you get ready,”
You couldn’t help but smile at all their efforts to help you with the woman you were hopelessly crushing on.
Carol returned your smile, then exited your room.
A few hours later, as promised, Wanda and Peter (who was surprisingly good at doing makeup) arrived.
Wanda had come over with a few different outfits for you to try on, while Peter already sat behind you and started doing your hair.
Whilst he was experimenting with a bunch of different styles, Wanda held two outfits up, then held one over your chest.
It was a sparkly purple dress. She pulled it away and held the other in it’s place.
This one was a dark red suit. Wanda’s eyebrows raised, then she set it down before holding one last outfit up.
“That one,” you said. It was darker with some sparkles on it, just enough to make your eyes shine.
After putting the outfit on, Peter added the final touches to your hair.
He then turned you around to face him, carefully putting some makeup on your face. He sat up a little straighter, leaning in to make sure he got it right.
“Perfect,” he said after a few minutes.
Wanda gently grabbed your wrist as you stood up, leading you to the bathroom so you could look at yourself in the mirror.
“Is that one of the steps in your little operation?” You asked Peter with a smile.
“Maybe,”
“You look beautiful,” Wanda told you, grinning widely.
“Thanks,” you replied, returning her grin.
Just as you were about to say something else to them, your bedroom door opened once again as Carol walked in.
“Wow, Y/N...” she said, looking you up and down. She smirked at both Wanda and Peter, then back to you. “Go get your girl.”
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The music was loud, there were people surrounding every side of you. It was honestly overwhelming if you were being honest.
You eyes scanned the room, looking for Natasha, but you couldn’t make anything out in the crowd of people.
“Sorry,” you muttered, making your way through all the people.
Being in the middle of the crowd was doing you no good for finding Natasha, and you hated being surrounded by people like that anyway.
So you walked away from the dance floor, and made your way to the drinks.
You couldn’t help but sigh as you took the drink. Your friends had gone through all this effort for you, and you hadn’t seen her at all.
As you held the glass in your hand, the liquid inside began to bubble. You frowned, realizing that you were involuntarily using your powers.
You took a deep breath, then closed your eyes.
In 1...2...3...4...
Hold 1...2...3...4...
Out 1...2...3...4...
Hold 1...2...3...4...
You repeated this pattern a few times until you could feel yourself calming down.
You opened your eyes, and sure enough, your drink had stopped boiling.
You began to head for the hallway when the familiar red hair swept into your vision.
“Nat!” You called.
She swept around to face you, her lips immediately curling into a smile.
“Y/N, there you are! You look amazing, by the way,”
“Thanks! You look amazing too!” You replied, hoping she couldn’t see the red in your cheeks as you blushed.
As you took the last swallow of your drink, she stepped closer to you.
“I’m probably gonna leave soon, I’m not really in the mood for a party.” She said. “But, before I do, wanna dance?”
You nodded, taking in a deep breath, hoping she wouldn’t notice.
She smiled, then grabbed your hand as she led you to the dance floor.
For a few moments, the two of you stole glances at each other while moving your body along to the song. It was going fine.
Until it wasn’t.
A slow song started playing.
You were about to suggest to leave the dance floor when she shrugged, then wrapped her arms around you.
Natasha was touching you. Her hands were on your shoulders as she pulled you closer to her. She was actually dancing with you.
You let out a shaky breath before placing your hands on her waist.
As you stared into her eyes, all you wanted to do was close the gap in between you and kiss her right then and there.
However, the nerves in your stomach were stopping you. As much as you tried to stop it by slowing your breaths, you felt the anxiety getting worse.
“Ow!” She said suddenly, pulling away from you.
You gasped, realizing that you had once again used your powers without meaning to. This time, Natasha got hurt from it.
“I’m sorry,” was all you managed to get out before dashing away from her, and out of the building.
Natasha watched you run out, her mouth hanging open, dumbfounded.
She wasn’t mad. Disappointed, yes. But not because you hurt her. She knew you had pyrokinesis, something must have trigged your powers. She was mostly disappointed because of how you left her.
The burn barely even stung anymore.
She walked off the dance floor, attempting to follow you.
While Natasha was unsuccessful at finding you, she was lucky enough to find one of your best friends.
“Peter!” She called, walking up to him.
“Hi Ms Romanoff,” he replied, grinning.
“I’ve been over this with you, call me Natasha or Nat.”
“Right, sorry, Nat,”
“It’s fine, I wanted to talk to you about Y/N anyways,”
“What about her?”
As soon as your name was mentioned, he tensed up. Had things not gone well between you and Natasha?
“She ran out on me,” she told him. “We were on the dance floor, and something set her powers off ‘cause she burned me. She apologized, then just ran off without another word,”
“Oh no...” he replied, frowning.
“Do you know why her powers could’ve been acting up? Is something going on that’s causing that?” She asked.
“No-” he replied too quickly.
Natasha caught onto this.
“Peter... what’s going on?”
She took a step closer to him, narrowing her eyes.
He gulped, looking to the floor.
“I told you, Ms. Romanoff, nothing’s happening,”
She took another step closer.
“If you don’t tell me right now...”
“She likes you-” he got out just as she was leaning in again.
“What?” She asked, finally stepping away.
“Oh god, she’s gonna kill me now.”
“What do you mean she likes me?”
“Nothing, I-I gotta go-”
Just as he was about to run off, she grabbed his wrist.
“Oh no you’re not. Sit down. You’re going to tell me everything.”
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The next morning, your heart dropped to your stomach when you got a text from Natasha asking you to meet her in the training room.
You had spent the rest of last night, and a good portion of this morning watching sad episodes of Supergirl.
You closed your laptop right as Lena shouted the words, ‘I KILLED MY BROTHER FOR YOU, FOR OUR FRIENDS! DON’T YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT YOU’VE DONE?’
Carol was right about you and Natasha being like Kara and Lena. You could’ve been one of the greatest pairings ever, but instead you ruined it when you burned her and ran out.
You let out a slow breath, preparing for her to yell at you for hurting her and want nothing to do with you ever again.
You texted her back, saying that you were coming as you finally changed out of your pajamas.
You could already feel your palms heating up as your heartrate increased on the walk. You were trying so hard to stop it, but there was already a little smoke.
When you opened the door to the training room (which you had to do by pushing with the side of your body, since you were worried you could accidentally burn the door with your hands) you tensed up at the sight of her.
She didn’t look mad.
In fact, she was smiling at you.
She walked over to you, then started to put a hand on your shoulder, before you backed away abruptly.
“You okay?” She asked gently.
You weren’t sure how to respond as you balled your fists, doing whatever you could to get your powers to stop.
“It’s okay, and you’re okay,” she told you, leaning in close. “Take a deep breath with me,”
Had this happened earlier, it would’ve been embarrassing for Natasha to bring your nerves down like this. But now, it didn’t feel embarrassing. In fact, it felt safe.
She made you feel safe.
Once you felt okay, you gave her a small smile. She returned your smile, then took your hands in her own.
You almost tensed up again, but soon felt relaxed as she ran her thumb over your knuckles.
You stared at each other for a few moments of comfortable silence before she leaned in closer.
“So, about your little Operation Fire Widow...”
“Oh my gosh, um- it’s not what it sounds like! I promise, it’s-”
She brought a finger to your lips, interrupting you.
Your cheeks turned bright red as she moved her finger under your chin so you’d look her in the eyes.
“Y/N, I think you are adorable,” she said, smiling. “In fact, I’d really like to take you on a date, if that’s alright with you?”
You couldn’t believe what she was saying.
Natasha Romanoff, the intimidatingly, scary, spy who could easily kill you in two seconds if she wanted to, liked you back.
Suddenly feeling a surge of confidence, you leaned forward and kissed her.
Your lips fit so perfect on hers as you smiled into the kiss.
She moved her hand around the back of your neck, and moved the other through your hair.
She softly bit your lip, prompting you to allow her entrance. Her tongue explored your mouth as you leaned in even closer to her.
You didn’t plan on stopping anytime soon, but unfortunately air soon became an issue.
You were practically gasping for breath by the time you finally disconnected your lips.
She couldn’t help but smile at you, reconnecting your hands.
“So I’ll take that as a yes, then?”
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KILLING ME SOFTLY
【REQUESTED】 - OKAY OKAY SJDBJSISH I WAS GONNA REQUEST A SKZ SEEING YOU IN THEIR CLOTHES OR SOMETHING BUT THEN I STARTED THINKING ABOUT BINNIE SEEING YOU IN SHORT SHORTS AND HIS SHIRT WHICH IS LIKE HUGE ON YOU (ALSO THIS MAN IS DEF A THIGH GUY) AND MY MAN GOES F E R A L. SO. YOU LET HIM RIDE YOUR THIGH <33333
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tags: changbin x gn! reader, soft dom reader, thigh riding/dry humping, very soft, exhibitionism????????? idk they aren't alone in the dorm but no one walks in. not a lot of smut sorry y'all </3 mostly just sappy emotions.. but still nsfw... lit rally wrote at 4am and don't feel like editing lmaoo
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"seriously binnie! if you're gonna spend so much money on clothes, you should at least wear them. you have so many cute sweaters and the fact that they're collecting dust in the back of your closet is a crime."
changbin sat up and peered over the back of the couch as you entered the room. he was ready to shoot back a snarky comment but his words died on his tongue as soon as he saw you.
you stopped by the studio to visit him earlier, where he and the rest of 3racha were working on a track for the next album. you hadn't planned on staying long since you knew your boyfriend would be busy. but about 20 minutes after showing up chan was ushering everyone else out of the room, claiming that he had everything he needed from the other boys for now and that they both deserved a night off. any worries you or changbin might have had about chan overworking himself were immediately replaced by the realization that the two of you would finally have some time alone.
and that brought you to where you were now. standing in front of a blushing boy, wearing shorts and a long shirt of his that completely hid said shorts. you had decided to change after your boyfriend proposed that you spend the night. (at the time he was excited for movies and cuddles, but now it was an offer that he was starting to regret as he could already feel himself growing hard). the shirt you wore was one that changbin never put on due to it's size, he didn't think the whole oversized clothes style was really his thing.
but holy fuck it was yours.
"you uh- you look good."
changbin swallowed and you squinted. he was always a sucker for you wearing his clothes, but it was still odd for him to be turning so red just from seeing you in an shirt of his. luckily it didn't take long for you to notice the way his eyes wouldn't meet yours since they were focused on a different part of your body. you couldn't help but let out a little giggle. seeing you in his clothes might make him weak, but his biggest weakness was your thighs. he'd never exactly talked about your thighs in particular, but it was something that you had picked up on as your relationship progressed. you couldn't help but notice how changbin was always making sure to leave little marks on the inside of your thighs, and would jump at the chance to lay between them when he got sleepy, and how he would often pull out just in time to paint your thighs with his cum.
"like what you see?" you asked playfully as you took a few steps forward so you were standing in front of him.
"like what i- fuck yes... you're gonna be the death of me y/n."
you hummed in amusement, loving the affected you had on your boyfriend, and tangled a hand in his hair so you could guide him forward and let him press kisses on your thighs.
"mm seriously, on my gravestone it's gonna say your name after cause of death" changbin breathed out as he happily trailed his lips over your skin.
"that makes it sound like I murdered you, I'm not a fan of that"
you stood there for a few more minutes. finally moving away once you sensed that changbin was growing impatient. although you loved making your boyfriend beg, now was not that time for that. even though you moved to sit down next to him, changbin whined when you stepped away. knowing you, the poor boy was worried that you were gonna make him suffer through the whole movie with a boner. however, you had much different plans in mind for tonight.
with a smile, you slid a hand between his legs. "such a pretty noise, that little whine. wanna make it again for me?"
changbin's mouth went dry, he opened it to say something but nothing would come out. how were you always able to make him speechless? he did want to make that noise for you again. he wanted you to coo over how cute he sounded, but not here. not in the living room with minho still tucked away in his room, and with hyunjin and seungmin who were expected back at any minute.
"please, please let's go to my room. I need you."
you shook your head and started palming at chnagbin's crotch through his sweatpants, making his body go slack. "shh baby it's okay, calm down. I was just gonna let you grind against my thigh, let you get off like that. we'll be fully clothed so if anyone walks in it'll be pretty easy to play it off as cuddling or a makeout session."
that seemed to be all the reassurance that changbin needed. the way you were touching him paired with your soft voice was making his head spin. all he was focused on now was making you happy and chasing his orgasm. not even a second went by until he was moving onto your lap so he was facing you and straddling one of your legs.
"there you go! good boy."
you helped him settle into a comfortable position and pulled him close so his chest was pressed against yours and his face was buried in your neck. as changbin started to move his hips, you continued whispering words of encouragement and gentle praises since you could feel how tense he had gotten. changbin hadn't exactly done this before. and although the whole thing seemed rather self explanatory and he had gotten off by rutting against a pillow multiple times, he felt a bit self conscious with you watching his every move.
"It's okay bunny, there's no right or wrong way to do this. just whatever feels good." you whispered soothingly into his ear, catching the nervous look in his eyes and the way his movements kept faltering.
it was silly of him to be nervous, he realized. the safest he had ever felt was with you, and over the course of your relationship you had both tried out plenty of new things together (both in and out of the bedroom). thigh riding? this was nothing, you had certainly seen him in much more embarassing situations. so changbin nodded and finally started settling into a steady pace, trusting your words entirely.
every drag of his cock elicited a soft ah sound from the dark haired boy. luckily, you didn't have to worry about him being too loud. he was vocal and made plenty of noise, but always quiet whimpers and soft choruses of "oh"s. you could get him to be loud if you wanted to, you knew how. for now the tiny noises he was making was more than enough to satisfy you as you played with his hair and peppered his forehead with kisses. "there you go bun, bet it feels so good huh?" as you spoke you pressed your leg upwards, applying extra pressure to the whimpering boy's cock. the gasp he let out made your eyes widen in entertainment and you repeated the action, taking pleasure in how he squirmed everytime. "keep going little slut, don't slow down. doesn't my bunny wanna make a pretty mess for me?"
"m-more'" changbin panted.
normally you'd chastise him for not saying please. but right now you honestly couldn't care less. you just wanted your boyfriend to feel loved. wanted him to be as proud of himself as you are of him. so you smiled and pressed your leg up again, hands gripping onto his hips so that you can help guide his movements. "that song you were working on when I visited sounded so good. I know you've been working so hard on it. you're so talented baby, so amazing." changbin let out a sort of strangled noise and tightened his arms around you, pulling himself as close to you as he could get. the absence of words didn't bother you. sometimes changbin babbled on and on while you ruined him, telling you how good he felt and how much he loved you. while other times he just clings onto you, settling on a variety of whines to communicate. both were good.
as the familiar tightness grew in changbin's body, he focused on following the push and pull of your arms. if it wasn't for you guiding him he would have entirely lost his rhythm. knowing that your boyfriend was getting close, you started bouncing your leg and kneading his ass with one hand.
"changbin.. binnie, hey. c'mon let me see your face" you softly prodded, waiting for him to pull back. when he did, your heart squeezed in your chest.
he was so beautiful.
his lips were parted and his bottom lip was glossy and red from biting down on it too hard. his hair was sticking out in a few places, and his eyes were so full of pleasure. you could tell from the glassy look that changbin wasn't entirely present, his thoughts were elsewhere.
"m'gonna..." changbin slurred, hips twitching and back arching. you caught on immediately and softly grabbed his chin to make sure he didn't hide his face again, you always loved to see his face screw up as he comes. this time was no different.
"good boy, good boy let it all out for me"
you helped him ride out his orgasm and leaned forward to kiss him. not even caring that the kiss was messy and mostly just teeth since changbin was panting far too heavily to give you a proper kiss. when changbin's orgasm had finished washing through his body, you let him crash back into your chest. as you waited for him to catch his breath you rubbed his back and buried your face in his hair, giving him time to compose himself before talking.
"I love you binnie"
"..love you too y/n ... but seriously you're way too hot ... gonna die from sexiness overload"
#skz smut#sub!skz#sub! changbin#sub! idol#stray kids smut#stray kids x reader#changbin imagine#changbin x reader#changbin smut#skz x reader#skz imagine#stray kids imagine
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☆ﾐ 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚢 “𝚘𝚑”
PART 10: BIG DICK IS BACK IN TOWN
y/n is back in brooklyn for the holidays. thinking that a stream will make her feel less homesick for cali, she starts working on her famously titled hentai.free.srv. what was supposed to be a relaxing stream turns into a special delivery about two hours in.
─── corpse husband x reader
─── soc. media + written fiction!
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─── ❥ req: Here's one... You know those apps for delivery like Domino's or whatnot... What if reader is streaming Among Us with Corpse, and reader mentions they're hungry and Corpse offers to order them food, and readers like no no it's fine... Then there's delivery at the door (Corpse ordered beforehand)
author’s note: fucky format is also back in town baby!!! also if you find any mistakes - no u didnt <3 thank u everyone for enjoying this story sm i literally cant believe how feral yall going strawberry cow was a nuclear explosion im still recovering tbh. got an ask a while ago and decided to incorporate it into myso. happy holidays everyone! myso will continue on monday!
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Indeed, being soft on any social media platform was the biggest disgrace and needed to be eliminated post haste. Moreover, it was a slippery slope - once you start flooding your timeline with cute imagery and heart emojis, what will stop you from posting inspirational Facebook quotes? Disgusting. If Rae were here, she would chide you (not you thinking about her as if she’s dead or something). For once in your life, you feel like you deserve it.
Alas, you hope this little chaos you’ve caused is enough to throw everyone off. The stans, especially. You know the hashtags, you’ve seen ARMY scourging for info online with the same fervor and ruthlessness 1 Direction fans hacked airport security cameras just to spy on the boys. If you had any dirty secrets online, they are out to the public now - thankfully, besides the Harry Styles stan account (with edits and all), you have nothing. Though, now that you think about it, exposed nudes would have been better than your Punk!Harry edit receiving almost a million views. God, your life’s a fucking mess.
Your fans aren’t the only ones out for info - you, too, are trying to decipher Rae’s message. Code: Barbecue Sauce. The two of you had come up with it roughly two years ago, around the same time when you promised that if you didn’t find significant others by the time you’re 40, you’ll just marry each other. It was one of the many rules found in your friendship codex. Barbecue Sauce signifies information - an exchange of information. And depending on how it ends or begins (”So I’m sitting there” alludes to Rae, “On my titties” alludes to you), secret data on that person is given away, usually free of charge.
But why? And to whom did Rae give away what? You had pestered her mercilessly and even sent some voice messages where you were crying. You were only crying because of a video of a grandpa smiling you saw on TikTok, but you are a snake, and so you put those tears to good use. If streaming doesn’t work out, you’ll just become an actress. Hollywood would love you. Your PR firm sure as fuck wouldn’t, though.
Rae was having none of it. She said you’ll figure it out eventually. Told you to channel your superior puzzle skills. You were quick to remind her that you can barely count to ten without having an aneurysm. Oddly serious, she admitted that she worries for you sometimes. Why only sometimes?! you demanded. She merely sighed. uttering under her breath something that sounded closely to “Boke.”
You leave her for barely a week and she’s already neck deep in the gay volleyball anime, hoodie and cardboard cutout and everything. Your life is falling apart.
But Brooklyn is nice. It had snowed when you stepped off of the plane. Thousands of snowflakes sprinkling into your hair, dotting your cheeks and nose. You missed this sight back in Cali. You missed your parents, too.
Home cooked meals, old sweaters, your old room and about 40GB worth of old high school pictures on your computer. You went through them all one night. Some were stomach churning, cringe inducing nightmares. You were especially fond of those. Texted some of your friends that were still in Brooklyn, met up, decided to bake. Bad idea, Rae was the resident chef back in Cali. Besides laughing till your stomach hurt, and almost burning down your kitchen, nothing all that significant happened. Somewhere down the line, at about 3 am, half-way through a cheesy rom-com you had the overwhelming urge to text Corpse.
That’s where the problems really started. God, you missed California, missed being in the same timezone with a guy you hadn’t even met yet, how embarrassing is that?! You missed skating around and taking pictures of the beach in the setting sun, sending it to him, silently wishing he was with you to admire the view.
You really want to call him. And to hang out with him. But for some reason, the thought of that springs up immediate anxiety and you shy away from asking. Him sending you cute good morning texts doesn’t help, either. Maybe it’s better he doesn’t know that you’re a blushing, stuttering mess each time you read “baby”.
Late evening. Your stream is already set up, people are slowly trickling in and you greet them with a grin and a soft “Hello! Hi hi!”. You did your best to make your room a perfectly chaotic backdrop - led lights, an embarrassing amount of anime merch and plushies. You always try to balance out your weeb side by dressing hot as fuck for your streams - today’s inspiration just so happens to be egirls. Mostly because you watched one too many egirl make-up tutorials on TikTok, and also because you’ve been listening to Corpse’s song all day.
Yeah, no, who are you kidding, you dressed up this way because you were hoping Corpse was watching your stream. You didn’t forget your cat headphones, either. You know he likes them. You want to make him suffer. Perhaps then, finally, he will ask you out, so you wouldn’t have to.
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“I feel like,” You start when you put away your phone, staring idly at the chat, “I feel like I need a new name for you guys. Calling you guys after two years of streaming is just... weird, no? I also don’t respect men so I don’t want to call you guys. Like, so many creator’s have, like, a name for their fans. Uhm, Cody Ko has the chodesters, Kurtis Conner has, uh, folks? Kurtis Town? Citizens! Markiplier has mommy issues--” You can’t help snorting, “So, I’ve been, like, thinking - I know, shocking! - so I was thinking I’m gonna name you cockroaches. Because you’re grimy little shits impossible to kill. And also then I can use the legendary Minaj meme ROACHES!”
Your stream enthusiastically echoes ROACHES, making the chat swim. Yes, if anyone would enjoy such a name, it would be your audience. You’re as equally proud as you are disturbed.
“Well, anyway.” Leaning back into your chair, you throw your arms out with a bright grin, “Big dick is back in town, baby! If you noticed the backdrops different, it’s cuz I’m in Brooklyn now. Don’t ask me when I will return to Always Sunny, I don’t plan that far ahead.”
While Minecraft boots up, you decide to answer a few questions.
r u dating sykkuno?
You want to smack your head into the keyboard, but as it is, you can’t exactly afford a new one, so you refrain, “No, Sykkuno and I are not dating, we are just good friends. Uhm, I’m not sure how much I’ll have to repeat this, but, we really aren’t, so if the roaches could chill - Oh my God, that sounds so stupid, I love it - uh, yeah, if the roaches could chill that’d be great.”
the roaches lmao sounds like we’re a sports team
“Oh shit, yeah it does, uh-- maybe I can make like, jerseys or something. That’d be cool, I think.”
how disappointed are your parents with the way your life turned out?
“My parents are actually not disappointed at all!” You say with a cute little smile, “Uhm, they’re both really proud, actually. They’re glad I found something I love doing and made a job outta it. Dad finds my Youtube videos endearing. Yes, they watch pretty much all of my videos, unless I explicitly tell them not to. And yeah, with all the fucks and thirsting for anime characters. Uhm, it was very embarrassing at first, but I mean, after a while, shame just...doesn’t exist anymore, I guess? Funny thing about my parents, actually, when they watch my videos-” You eye catches a comment, “Oh! No, they only watch my Youtube videos. They don’t know how to use Twitter, thank God. Uhm, anyway-- when they hear a name they don’t know, like, I dunno, Dabi, or something, they google--” You’re grinning by now, eyes crinkling, giggling softly, “--who that is, and buy me like, merch and stuff. It’s really cute.
can i be adopted by ur parents plz
will you and corpse ever collab?!
You were about to answer, though the man of the hour himself decides to do it for you.
Corpse_Husband: yes.
Okay, not to say your heart skipped a beat, but it totally did. With a pleased smile, you nod, like one of those bobble head toys sold at the dollar store. The motion is oddly reminiscent of Sykkuno’s own nod. Perhaps you had picked it up from him. The chat seems to notice.
pack it up, sykkuno
More questions pile about this mysterious collab you and Corpse are planning. Yeah, you’d like to hear more about it, too, since he single highhandedly decided one was happening right now. Corpse remains silent. Fine, keep your secrets.
“Okay, guys, oh, I mean, roaches, Oh my God--” You’re covering your mouth, giggling, “-calling all roaches, calling all roaches, calm down. Everyone grab a snack and a blanket I’m turning up the music volume so we can all chill. Entering chill zone. Entering chill zone. Roaches, prepare.”
we are prepared
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An hour or so passes and you grow hungry. It shows with the amount of cakes you had baked in your server. Currently, you find yourself throwing eggs at the wall of one of the renovated houses, your face scrunched in concentration and slight frustration. 24 of the 50 eggs have been wasted. “What’s a girl gotta do to get some chicks around here?” you had uttered under your breath, until, finally, a screech - the egg finally spawns a mob. Your mouth falls open, “Aww, look!” You approach it, so small, walking in zigzags beside you, “It’s a baby chicken! Die, bitch.” The baby chicken is no more as you swing your bedazzled (you have mods) diamond sword. You’re cackling by the time the dust settles.
y/n is a child murderer
“Roaches,” You address your fan-base, spurring another fit of laughter - you can’t get over the name, “I think I’m like, forgetting that eating in Minecraft won’t actually make less hungry in real life.”
take a break and go eat queen <3
“Fuck no, we starve and die like men. Now I actually really need another chicken.”
Another twenty minutes trickle by and you’re trying to lure back a panda from the jungle when there’s a knock on your bedroom’s door. Whipping your head to the side, you slide down your headphones. At the same time, your mom pokes her head through the ajar door, “MOM!” You scream, “Get OUT of my room I’m playing Minecraft!” But your yell has no actual bite to it, as you don’t manage to hide your smile. Your mom laughs, doing some sort of sign language and motioning for you to follow her with her head. That or it’s some sort of performative dance.
“I’m live right now,” You tell her, pointing at your screen. She knows this already, though, “do you want to say hi?”
The roaches spam the chat with friendly hellos. You mom, quite impatient now, waves you over.
“Sorry, roaches, mom needs something. Be back in a bit!”
Stopping the stream, you rush out of your seat and pleased she slinks into the hallway. “What’s this about?”
“Your pizza came.”
“My what now?” You echo, confused.
“Domino’s. You ordered pizza?”
“What? No? I was busy with the stream, I never--”
Thankfully, you had managed to grab your phone from your room before you exited. You almost choke on spit once you read the messages.
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You decide that it’ll be impossible to stream after experiencing what you had just experienced. You tweet out a quick apology to the roaches (God, that fucking name) and say that you had a breakdown but you’re okay. That is as a close to the truth as you managed to muster. It’s a sad sight, chewing and crying; your mom winced when she saw your state - disheveled hair and rundown eyeliner and everything. “D’aww,” She had muttered, caressing the top of your head, “don’t cry my little raccoon.”
If anyone was ever to ask you where did your chaotic nature come from, you’d answer with my mom. To make yourself feel better, you took a selfie - duck face and peace sign and the horrible 2000′s angle. Sent it to Rae.
looking hot, her message read.
thanks, was all you replied with.
You couldn’t just leave things as they were. Once you calmed down, you wanted to text Corpse, but how would you follow up the ungodly caps lock and screeching? Impossible. An idea sprung to mind, one that was brave. Taking the first step.
Instead of sending a text, you sent a voice memo.
“Thank you for the pizza, it was delicious.”
You voice still sounded a bit raspy. His reply was instant. Your heart skipped a beat. He sent a voice memo back.
“Glad you liked it, baby.”
He was going to be the death of you.
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watching your hands
Natasha Romanoff x Reader
Word Count: 1k
Prompt: OMFG *peeks* ur reqs are open? are u comf with r being into pottery andd iss touch starved asf so when nat comes home finally, she hugged r from behind and peppers her with kisses and bites on her neck. nat would also reprimand r to just focus on pottering while u know ehe she would yeah yeah - 🍓🧃⛓
A/N: i’ve been dying to write this since i got the request omfg also i took like one pottery class in summer camp like years ago so let’s pray i remember how this works
You rolled your neck in a feeble attempt to relieve some of the tension built up there before pressing back down on the pedal to get your wheel spinning again. The quiet Mamma Mia soundtrack you had playing was helping to keep you from getting too stressed.
You were almost done throwing the mug you were making Natasha when you heard a door down the hall open, and you knew that she’d soon come to find you.
You were right, and smiled to yourself when you heard her close the door and bring a chair behind you, putting her arms at your waist and kissing the back of your neck.
You shiver involuntarily, which makes her laugh and you roll your eyes, despite her not being able to see you.
“I missed you,” you murmured when her hands rub up and down your thighs in a way that seemed innocent, but you knew she was teasing.
Nat smiled against your neck and squeezed one of your legs, “I bet you did.”
You shook your head, holding back a giggle. You leaned forward after turning down the wheel to grab a rib so you could smooth the outside of the mug. Natasha moved her hand up to grope you unexpectedly and your hand jolted forward, making the clay collapse and you whined loudly, “Natty, now I have to start all over.”
She apparently thought it was very amusing because you could hear her hold back a laugh as she apologized, “I’m sorry, baby. I’ll behave.”
You wet the clay again and formed it into a lump, speeding the wheel up again and centering it it quickly before creating a dimple in the center with your thumb and pressing down slowly to get the middle to open up.
You felt Natasha’s chin on your shoulder and you knew she was watching you now. She adored watching you throw. You knew it was because of your hands, she’d complained once that you were teasing her to make it look hot on purpose, but you had her pull up a random pottery video on youtube to see that everyone did it the same way.
Nat would get giddy when you told her she was going to make something, but she’d do her best to play it off and let you go into the small pottery studio in your house alone before following you in a few short minutes later, which was her way of failing in not seeming eager.
You opened the well further with your thumb by pressing outwards, making it deeper and finishing up the base of your mug. You suddenly felt Natasha’s hot breath on the crook of your neck and before you knew it she was slowly peppering your neck with kisses, and you were sure her eyes were still trained on your hands.
You took a steadying breath as you started to pull the clay upwards, though it was proving difficult for you to keep your mind on what you were doing when she bit down on your neck before soothing the skin with her tongue. You whimpered at that, drawing in a sharp breath and she rubbed circles on one of your thighs with her thumb.
“What happened to behaving?” you asked, thinning the edges and bringing the clay up further.
“What are you making?” she mumbled, avoiding your question.
“Uh, it’s a mug for you, since you dropped your old one,” you answered, referring to the toaster incident you’d had earlier in the week, when Natasha had her mug resting on the corner of the kitchen island and knocked it off when the bread in the toaster popped up and startled her.
“Well aren’t you just the sweetest?” she hummed, now switching to the other side of your neck and starting to leave a hickey.
Your hand twitched as she did so, and you were lucky enough to have been reaching in rather than pulling. Nat tutted from behind you and bit your earlobe gently, “Stay focused, pretty girl. We don’t want any more mistakes, do we?”
“N-No,” you stuttered, which caught you by surprise.
You sighed softly and got back to work, doing your best to distract yourself from your currently evil girlfriend’s open mouth kisses on your shoulders and the occasional nips at your skin.
“Is this a good size, babe?” you asked quietly, pulling your hands away and momentarily slowing the wheel by relieving the pedal of most of the pressure your foot was putting on it.
Nat nodded against you and kissed the side of your head, “It’s perfect, kotenok. Thank you.”
You smiled proudly as you grabbed the rib again, “You’re very welcome.”
You worked diligently, trying to be quick and careful before Natasha could sabotage you again, though you didn’t think she really would. Nat was singing along to the song that was playing, which calmed you as you smoothed out the rim of the mug.
Finally, you trimmed the excess clay at the bottom and used your wire to disconnect the mug from the wheel and nudged Natasha, who knew you were done but was reluctant to get up, “Up, baby. C’mon, I’ve gotta move this.”
She grumbled, but drew back and moved her chair to where she found it before leaning against a counter as she watched you move the mug to a mat.
You washed your hands in the sink and took your apron off with a sigh, flexing your hands as you walked over to Nat and wrapped your arms around her waist, letting her pull you into her.
“Thank you for keeping me company, Tasha.”
“Of course, malyshka. I can’t stand not being around my best girl.”
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Sorry {Izuku Midoriya x Reader}
[Pro-hero!Izuku Midoriya x Former Pro-hero!Reader]
[P A R T O N E] [P A R T T H R E E]
L E A V E.
Based on the song Sorry by Beyonce
Summary: You couldn't hold your tongue after all. It was a long time coming anyway. A long time coming.
A/n: So I still have special plans for this one! However, this became so long that I had to switch my original plans! So there's actually gonna be a third part to this one as well! I'm turning this into a limited series, like those shows on Netflix. So enjoy this part two of Pray You Catch me!
Word Count: 5.2k
"Now you want to say you’re sorry, now you want to call me crying"
“Good Morning sweetheart.”
You stiffened at his gruff morning voice, hearing him walking barefooted into the kitchen. YOu currently cooking over the stove, fluffy omelets currently cooking through butter, and a plate of pancakes sitting on the counter beside you. YOu glanced over at him ambling into the kitchen, wearing no shirt and his pajama pants hanging dangerously low. You glanced over his half-naked body, glancing over the many healed scars from all the villain fights he’s been through. You shook your head and turned back to the food you were making. You could hear Izuku stop in his tracks, his eyes raking over your slightly hunched-over form over the food.
“Y/n? Is everything alright?”
“Her? Oh, you don’t have to worry about her doll.”
You took a deep breath and shook your head, turning off the stove and turning towards him, giving him a half-fake, half-real smile. Pulling your robe tighter, you walked over to your husband, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and pulling yourself up along his tall stature. He responded by wrapping his own arms around your waist. He smiled as you placed a longing kiss on top of his lips.
“Everything is perfectly okay, are you staying for breakfast?” You asked him, tightening your grip around him as he carried you back over the stove.
He hummed positively, “I have some time to kill before I head, so I thought why not finally join my wife for breakfast?”
“She and I… haven’t been working out for a while. That’s where you come in.”
You took a deep breath, taking the pan from the stove as he put you down. You asked Izuku to get two plates and two glass cups for juice so you could ration out the pancakes and eggs. As you put the food onto the table, you could feel Izuku wrap his arms around your waist, pulling you towards his own body. He placed his head in between your shoulder and necks and rifled his face in the crevice, blowing raspberries into your skin. The action caused you to giggle, nearly dropping the serving spoon you were young to pate the eggs. Izuku looked over your shoulder and noticed that you were done putting the food on the plates, so he let go of you, and reached over to take them off the counter.
“Here, let me help you.” He turned around swiftly, heading towards your dining room.
“The way you walked, it just…. pulled me in.”
You reached up to set your neck, popping some of your joints to relieve some of the tension slowly building. You then turned to the cup cabinet, reaching down to turn on your kettle, at the same time as you reached for your favorite cup. You stopped mid-way of grabbing it, remembering exactly what the cup looks like. It was a custom, gifted to you by Ejirou for you and Izuku's own wedding anniversary, it was a mix of both your and his hero colors. He got you both one, the designs were so intricate that no one could get them from anywhere, they were one-in-a-kind pair. Yours was dominated by Izuku’s hero colors, which were green and white, while Izuku’s was dominated by your own hero colors, (h/c) and black. You took a deep breath before continuing the reach for the cup, wrapping your fingers around the handle.
“Izuku, can you get the sugar cubes from the pantry, please? Along with a packet of tea?” You asked him as the light went off in the kettle, the water already bubbling and boiling.
You heard a hum of acknowledgment before hearing him drag his feet over to the other door in your kitchen. You poured the hot water in the mug, hearing Izuku come up beside you placing the small bag of sugar cubes, and teabag packet beside you. As you took the packet the teabag was in, placing it on your tea, Izuku leaned towards you and placed a kiss on your cheek, the feeling of slightly chapped lips leaving a slight tickle.
“You’re so beautiful.”
“Of course you know I enjoyed our time together.”
You just smiled softly at him, grabbing the small bag of sugar, and the mug, before falling into step with him to your dining room, which was connected to your kitchen of course. You looked at the rectangular table, finding Izuku placed the plates on the long side of the table, opposite of each other, making the usual gap between the two of you much shorter. You took a deep breath, pacing your mug and bag of cubed sugar beside your own plate. You took your seat, sweeping your robe from under you to allow you to sit comfortably. Izuku took his own seat opposite of you, deciding to drink orange juice with his food.
You made sure to say grace, before beginning to dig in.
It was quiet, nothing the sound of metal forks and knives hitting scratching against plates. You liked the silence, but all you could do is wait. Wait for that one thing to ruin this small vacuum of sweet yet sullen silence you haven’t had with him in so long.
You knew it was coming. It always did.
Ding!
Izuku jumped slightly as the ding came from his pocket. You followed his hands as he reached down and pulled out his personal phone from his left pocket. Your gaze shifted from his hands to his face as he unlocked the phone, to see who exactly texted him. His facial expression changed into a soft, long one, and that was it.
“Of course you know I enjoyed our time together.”
“God you look amazing tonight, and you wore my favorite color too.”
“The way you walked, it just…. pulled me in.”
“Her? Oh, you don’t have to worry about her doll.”
“She and I… haven’t been working out for a while. That’s where you come in.”
“With you… I feel a breath of fresh air, something new.”
“I love you too Doll, I have to go before she sees I’m not in bed.”
“I’ll call you tomorrow, good night doll.”
“Is that her?”
Izuku froze. His head slowly craned up to look up at you, to find you looking straight at him with cold, dead eyes. You slowly placed your utensils down and reached over to grab the cup of tea, the bag of sugar cubes, and the long teaspoon you placed on the table to stir.
“You still didn't answer my question, Izuku.” You looked down, twirling the spoon in between your hands.
“What,” he cut himself off as he swallowed some spit, “what do you mean by “Is it her?”?”
You couldn’t help the cackle that echoed throughout the entire house, dropping the spoon onto the table as you hunched over onto the table. The air was only getting tenser and tenser with every dry chuckle that escaped your mouth. You used the table as support, placing your hands on top of your forehead.
Izuku’s heart was racing, there was… there was no possible way that you knew about them? He could feel himself start to sweat from all over, the once impeccable taste of the syrup and eggs from the breakfast you made now beginning to taste like ash. He could feel his mouth drying up, and his fingers started to twitch involuntarily. A telling sign of his nervousness from the overuse of his quirk. He slowly placed his phone down, waiting for you to actually finish laughing. You were laughing, right? Which means that you were just joking with him. Right? Right?
Once you finished with your laughing spell, you leaned back into your chair, taking a deep breath before looking back at your overly anxious husband. You smiled wickedly at him before picking up your spoon once again.
“I heard you, last night, in your office.”
Izuku’s heart dropped to his stomach. It was inevitable really, he, out of all people knew that he couldn’t keep a secret. It only reminds him of his time in U.A and how Bakugo found out about his true quirk.
“Sweetheart I-”
“Don’t fucking call me that.”
The air was tense, you pulled up the robe you were wearing, you could feel it slipping with every movement you made. Deku could no longer look at your eyes, those eyes which were once filled with joy and love for him and for him only. They were now cold and filled with pain, anger, and disdain for his every being.
“What’s her name?”
Izuku continued to look down refusing to speak, while you just sat there waiting for his answer. You then grabbed the spoon next to the cup of tea that you made for yourself, dropping a couple of sugar cubes in the small mug before stirring it slowly.
“Well,” Izuku jumped at your sharp tone, “I’m waiting? What’s her name? Who was able to “snatch” you away from me?”
You slowly placed the spoon down before picking up the cup and taking a small sip of the calm, sweet liquid. You looked on at your trembling husband, whose tears were slowly falling from his eyes. You could feel your heartache at the sight of your love but you also knew that your stare had to remain cold stare. So it did.
“Her name-her name is… is…”
“Spit it out.”
“Do you… do you remember Melissa?”
Melissa…
“Y/n, you have to meet someone!”
You had just transferred into Class A, and you and Izuku hit it off just as friends, for the time being, You had already found your place in the class and it was like you were always with them. The two of you decided to arrive at this private hero gala on I-Island, him tagging along with All Might and you tagged along with Mirko. Some of your classmates were here as well, Bakugo, Kirishima, Jirou, Mina, and others. This was your first time here on the island, only hearing about their adventure from their own time on the island from Izuku and the others. You were wearing a black, ruched t-shirt that had long, flowy sleeves along with some simple black, leather pants.
Izuku pulled you over towards another girl, you had long, blonde wavy hair pulled into a slicked-up ponytail. She was wearing a lavender, silk dress that stopped right at her ankles. She saw Izuku coming to her and you could see her perk up, before following her hands and seeing that he was also pulling you over. You saw her face fall once her eyes landed on you, making you narrow your eyes at her.
“Y/n, this is Melissa Shield, her dad was All Might’s first sidekick when he worked overseas! Melissa, this is Y/n L/n, she just transferred to our class at the beginning of the year.”
You looked over at her, her face no longer fallen, giving you a softer smile as she held out her hand. The weird feeling that you got from her faded away as you smiled back at her. You took her hand and the two of you shook hands, moving into a conversation about hero support gear for you and Izuku.
You slowly nodded your head, the blond girl you haven’t seen since that time on I-Island during summer vacation in high school. You took another sip of your tea, continuing to nod your head.
“How long?”
“How-how,” he stammered and stuttered over his words, “how long have we been “seeing” each other?”
You raised an eyebrow at him, taking a sip of your tea. He blinked and leaned back into his seat, grabbing his right hand with his left to stop the nervous tics. You could see him slightly rocking in his seat, showing his anxiety was increasing. Usually, you would find yourself on the other side of the table, trying your best to calm him down. But this time, you wouldn't move an inch until you got the answers that you need.
“We’ve been talking to each other for six months, it didn't turn physical till-till about three months.”
You dropped your cup. The tea spilled all across the floor, along with broken pieces of your mug. You looked down at the cup, seeing the liquid slowly spread across your hardwood floor. You then looked up at your husband, who was just looking down at his bare feet
Three months ago was your wedding anniversary.
You just nodded your head, you could do nothing but nod your head at the words. You then stood up, the chair scraping against the floor. You turned around, and headed towards the kitchen, ignoring the way your heartfelt heavy, like lead in your chest. Ignored the way you felt tears swelling up at your waterline. You grabbed a rag and a plastic bag and walked right back to your seat in the dining room. You got on your knees, beginning to clean up the spilled tea while picking up the pieces of the mug.
Izuku peeked up and got out of his seat, walking over to you, “let me, let me clean this up.”
You swiftly turned towards him, no longer holding back tears, your piercing glare stabbing a hole into his heart. He took a couple of steps back as you stood up, your chest heaving up and down. You threw the wet rag and the plastic bag at his chest, he immediately caught it. He looked on as you broke down fully, falling to the ground. He immediately rushed over to you, trying to hold you but you summoned a thunder cloud filled to the brim with lighting. It struck him and threw him back to the kitchen. His body slammed against the dishwasher, leaving an Izuku-shaped indent. You gasped, sitting up on your knees. You wrapped yourself with your arms as Izuku groaned, as he tried to push himself off the floor. He slowly stood to his feet, swaying slightly from the impact.
“I gave up EVERYTHING for you! My life, my job, everything I worked for most of my teenage life! All for YOU, my parents cussed me out deciding to become your stupid, little braindead housewife! My brother didn't speak to me for months after I decided to not go back to being a pro hero! All for you!”
Another storm cloud shot out from your hands, this time going behind you and sending a harsh lighting bolt against the dining table. The bolt sliced the table in half, leaving behind a charred, rigged, broken table. Izuku saw the damage you were causing, and slowly approached you, hands out in front of him.
“Y/n… y/n… let’s talk about it.” You saw the look in eyes, apprehensive, as if he… as if he was approaching a villain.
You shook your head vigorously, slowly unraveling your arms from your body. Eyebrows furrowed and angry tears falling down your face at an even faster pace. You summoned a black cloud, one of your most powerful attacks back when you were a superhero. You would enclose it into a perfect sphere before throwing it at an assailant, which set off a bomb of lighting, both blinding and stunning the villains. It was effective and would get the job done when other attacks wouldn't. The black clouds swirled around to create a sphere, still as round as back on those days. Izuku's eyes widened and immediately powered, green lightning surrounded him. Teary-eyed, you swiftly throw the stunning attack, aimed straight at your deceitful husband.
Only for a wall of ice to cut between the both of you, catching the attack and surrounding the dark cloud spree with ice. It muffled the lightning as much as it could and caused it to dissipate within the ice, however, the ice couldn't fully contain the attack and so the ice broke but luckily it only was able to give a weak lighting stroke, only leaving a charred mark on your kitchen counter.
“What the hell is going here?”
Standing towards your now opened front door would be the number 2 and the number 3 heroes. Izuku’s best friends, and parents. Katsuki Bakugo and Shoto Todoroki. Shoto was huffing and puffing, gaining between the two of you. Katsuki came up beside him after closing the door behind them, his face slowly turning to his usual anger.
“The hell Y/n?! What the fuck are you even doing? You know what that attack could do to someone!”
You took a deep breath, reaching up to your face to wipe your tears. You glanced over the uninvited guests who suddenly appeared into your home. You turned your back towards them, walking back to your broken dining table, picking up the spilled breakfast that was splayed across the floor.
“Are you not going to answer our questions? Y/n? Izuku? What’s going on?” You could hear Todoroki come up behind you, waiting for one of you to speak.
You turned your head and looked up at the bi-colored hero, taking another deep breath as you leaned slightly to look at Izuku who was now kneeling on the floor staring at the charred mark left on the kitchen floor.
“Ask your best friend over there.” That was all you said before using a cloud to carry the destroyed breakfast into the sink.
You said nothing as the two of you just stared at each other, the silence between the two of you saying everything and nothing all at the same time. Bakugo and Todoroki glanced at each other before looking at the distressed husband and wife.
That’s when a noise rang through the air, a ringtone. And it wasn’t Izuku’s this time. You turned towards the counter in the kitchen and saw your own phone ringing, vibrating against the counter. You let out a breath you didn’t even know you were holding and pulled the robe belt tighter across your body. You stood and walked over to the counter, taking your phone from the counter, turning away from him. The screen showed that it was Mina calling you. You smiled at the picture of the two of you on a weekend vacation, it was just the two of you, back when you were in the same agency. You clicked the answer icon and walked out of the kitchen, not wanting to acknowledge the uninvited guest in your home, and wanting privacy while you talked to your closest friend.
Meanwhile, back in the kitchen, Shoto and Katuski stared down at their friend slowly succumbing to his sobs. They glanced at each other once again before walking over to him, each taking one side of his body. They both did a silent countdown before carrying his buff body up by his arms. They carried him to the living room, laying his body across the expensive leather couch. His body just shook with sobs. He rolled over to his side, facing the back of the couch. They just let him cry, remembering the last time Katsuki interrupted his crying sessions.
Soon enough, Izuku turned towards the two of them, making them perk up. With teary eyes, he finally spoke.
“Shoto… Kacchan… I did something stupid.”
---
It had been a couple of hours since you went upstairs, leaving behind the three men to talk things out between themselves in the living room/kitchen. Mina had just invited you to a private brunch, and you figured it would be the perfect excuse to get out of the house. You need all the space you could get after all. You took a long, hot shower before getting ready, choosing to wear a more classy outfit. You pulled out a sage green satin slip dress, pairing it with a pair of ankle strap heels. You pulled your hair out of the night scarf you tied on your head last night before sitting at your pure white vanity, turning on the mirror lights. You did your makeup next, choosing a simple look with a deeper brown eyeshadow with a liner in your waterline that matched the color of your dress. Coming to your fingers to unstick your braids, you pulled them into a very high bun, leaving two pieces to frame your face. Topping your lips with some lip gloss, you looked at yourself in the mirror. You twirled around a couple of times, loving the way the satin gave you a loose yet form-fitting look around your body. You grabbed your matching purse, making sure you had all your necessities before heading out the door.
You slowly walked down the stairs, your heels clicking against the hard floors with each step. The arguing you were hearing from the living room slowly ceased as you began to peak through the steps. The three of them turned and saw you, all dressed up, their eyes slowly taking over your body. You looked at Shoto and Katsuki, giving them a soft smile before landing your eyes on your husband. His eyes, filled with all different emotions, shame, guilt, and also admiration, couldn’t tear themselves away from your form. You took a deep breath before starting to walk past them, headed towards your front door.
“I’m going out, Mina invited me out to brunch, when I get back, you better not be here, Izuku.” With those final words, you opened and closed your door behind you, not bothering to stop for both Shoto’s or Katsuki’s exclamations for you to wait.
You unlocked your car, quickly starting it, and reversing out of your driveway as soon as possible. You reached in on your phone, pulling up the address of the restaurant Mina saved reservations for the brunch, placing the device on top of your dashboard before driving down your neighborhood's street.
Back in the house, Shoto and Katsuki look at Izuku who was once again looking down in shame.
“Izuku Midoriya, what the fuck did you do?”
Izuku just said nothing.
---
Arriving at the restaurant, you parked in the accompanying parking space to the very expensive restaurant, before grabbing your purse and phone. You stepped out of the car, holding the bottom half of your dress as you did. You locked the car with the remote before heading towards the restaurant. You entered through the doors before being greeted by the hostess, who simply smiled at you before asking for your name. You saw a look of recognition shine in her eyes but she obviously held back due to her job.
“Oh no, I’m here on behalf of Ashido, the brunch?”
She gasped before nodding her head, grabbing a menu and a couple of other things before guiding towards the back of the restaurant, taking you up the stairs. Hiking your dress up slightly, you followed the worker to the second floor. She led you past the other tables, who were whispering as you passed by them.
“Look its H/n, god she looks amazing.”
“Deku is so fucking lucky, imagine coming home to that after saving heroes.”
You rolled your eyes, shuddering at the forced image of the false world in which you and your husband were actually happy together. The hostess opened the private patio doors, revealing copious amounts of chatter and laughter flowing through the balcony. She moved out of the way slightly, as you thanked her, entering through the doors. As you walked in, you saw all eyes turn on you. You smiled as they all yelled out your name, even some getting up out of their seats to come and greet you.
“Y/n! You actually came! Mina yelled, jumping up and wrapping her arms around you.
You smiled widely, as you wrapped your own arms around her waist, holding her close. You looked over at the shoulder to see the rest of your classmates, Yaomomo, Tsu, Uraraka, Jirou, and even Hagakure. You even saw some new faces, remembering them from Class B. And then you saw her, sitting in between Uraraka and Tsu, engaging in conversation with the two of them. Melissa Shield. Her long wavy hair was straightened and from what you could tell, she was wearing a dark red and black plaid dress, with a slight ruffle in her skirt. You glanced over her before taking in her body language, fidgeting fingers being hidden in the ruffles of her dress, and her face was looking everywhere but at you. Mina let you go, leading you over to the table. She had an empty seat beside her, saying something about wanting to with her best friend after being busy for so long. Luckily, or unluckily, depending on what you thought of the situation, that seat happened to be the one that was directly in front of Melissa’s own seat.
You could see her freeze up as you took your seat, seeing her slowly turn around to face you. You simply smiled in her face, taking a sip of the complimentary water sitting in front of you. She smiled back, nervously albeit, taking her own water with shaking hands as well. Uraraka, being as ever-attentive as she is, noticed Melissa’s shaking hands and the cold sweat running down her face.
“Melissa?” Uraraka started to question, reaching up to grab her by the hands, “Melissa is everything okay?”
Melissa hummed, putting down her glass of water and nodding her vigorously at Uraraka. Your face shifted into an annoyed one, rolling your eyes and as you glanced to your right and noticing the waiter and another waitress came in with notepads and a round of champagne. You put your water down before grabbing your menu, looking over all the options before deciding to eat the red velvet waffles, topped with strawberries, whip cream, and icing. Once you ordered your food and received your own flute of champagne, you heard Uraraka call your name.
Taking a sip of the bubbly, sweet alcoholic beverage, you turned towards her and gave her a smile, nodding your drink and your head towards her.
She giggled before gesturing towards Melissa, lifting and holding in her hand within her own, “you remember Melissa? From I-land? Her dad was All Might’s former sidekick? She helped out my support gear when Hatsume was out for a whole.”
You weren't the only one she was assisting.
“Hmm? What do you mean by that?”
Your eyes widened as you glanced at Uraraka, who was looking at you in confusion, as well as Tsu who heard what you said as well. Glancing at Melissa, who was taking a sip of her own water, although her hands were now starting to shake and sweat even harder in nervousness. You just shook your head and gave them a fake smile, holding up your glass,
“She and Izuku have been working together on some support gear together, and so I hear about her whenever he comes home.” You lied, taking another sip of your champagne.
Tsu and Uraraka simply “oohed” before pulling you and Yaomomo into a conversation about your daily lives, and new things you all were working on. Meanwhile, during the whole time, you and Melissa locked eyes multiple times, causing her to quickly look everywhere but at you.
---
You finally cornered her in the bathroom.
She had left, a couple of minutes before you, saying she had to use the bathroom. So you waited a moment before faking an excuse to use the bathroom as well. You found her hunched over the sink, taking deep breaths, her body shaking, from her head to her wobbling knees all the way to her heeled feet. You just leaned against the door, waiting for her to acknowledge you. You saw her slowly raise her head, before looking at herself in the mirror. She glanced to her to the left, locking eyes within the mirror. She let out a scream, turning around and jumping back into the sink. You said nothing, just stood up straight before standing at the sink beside her. You could hear her breaths sharpening up, as she just stared at you washing your hands.
“Thank you.”
It was you who said that. In the corner of your eyes, you could see her face twist in confusion. You could basically hear exactly what she was thinking. Thank you? You know that I’m sleeping with your husband, and all you can do is say thank you?
You took a deep breath and turned to face, looking deep into her blue eyes.
“Usually in these situations, I don’t blame the other girl. Most likely they didn't even know that the man was married or already had a significant other. It would all rest on the man’s shoulders. That’s not the case for this though, everyone and their mother knew that Izuku was married. To me. I am pretty sure he invited you to our wedding. So I do blame you. However, I also thank you, because I don’t care who advanced first, whoever made the first move, but all it confirmed is that Izuku never truly loved me the way I loved him. No matter how much I gave up for him, he threw it all away for… you.”
You reached over the towels sitting in an intricately fancy box, wiping your hands before placing one of them on Melissa’s shoulders. You smiled at her and she just shrunk away from you. Your smile tightened before landing a swift right hook on her face. She stumbled slightly from the force of the punch as you let go of her shoulders, walking around her to throw away your crumpled-up paper towels. You looked back at her and your fake smile face fell, your eyes narrowed in a viscous, vile glare and your mouth fell in a frown.
“If I ever see you again, it’ll be more than just a right hook.”
You opened the door and took a couple of more steps before turning your head enough to be able to look at her again. She was nursing her bruised cheek, turning her head so you heard her call out her name one more.
“You can have him, by the way, better hope he doesn't cheat on you next.”
With that, you leave the bathroom, head back to the table to leave your own split of the bill, and pick up the take-out tray of your food. You said your goodbyes to t]your old peers, mention a lie about having something to do later at the Foundation. You left the restaurant, waving at those who would wave at you. As you walked to your car, you pulled out your phone, taking it off silent mode. You noticed a couple of texts from Shoto, and Katsuki, asking you to call them asap. Well, that’s not exactly how Kats worded it, but it basically was what he said. You ignored their texts for now as you scrolled through your contacts, before finding your mom’s contact. Letting out a shaky breath, you entered your car and closed the door behind you. You clicked her name, allowing your phone to ring.
“Hello? Y/n?”
You sniffled as you could feel the tears from this morning begin to fall all over again, “M-mom, ca-can I come over please?”
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