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dmercer91 · 6 months

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ebug's sister, dm91

ok, first post where blake is blake!! also, excuse the absolute dumpster fire that is my life, and is the reason that this post is one post and not like 47

last season! (2022-23) part one / part two / part three / part four / part five / part six / part seven / part eight / part nine / part ten / part eleven / part twelve

(2023-24)! part one /

blakefriarr_

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blakefriarr_: so many things have happened since i last popped up on all your timelines and made them immeasurably better!

this is episode one of season two of i-am-both-the sister-of-the-devils-home-emergency-backup-goaltender-and-also-happen-to-be dating-dawson-mercer-forward-for-the-devils series!

these pictures are in no particular order, because, i am moving into a new place with afore mentioned dawson mercer and have spent the last several weeks making it look like it's not the most depressing back alley murderous apartment any of you have ever laid your eyes on

and apparently, i have a ball ton of stuff!

regardless, here's what i've caught up on;

the entire nhl draft! though i have not acquired any new adoptees, it did come to my attention that the anaheim ducks as an organization did personally victimize me during the 2023 entry draft (they also took a BALLSY amount of time to re-sign bitch one and bitch two. what the literal fuck, dudes). also- if you are seeing this and you need help to flee, blink twice (not you adam) (you know who you are)

2, the entire preseason was also missed while i was one, curing myself from jetlag and the absolute dread of going back to uni and two, moving my egregious amount of shit with a spiteful level of independence. the devils won every preseason game! dawson scored that clusterfuck of a goal on slide two and we also got to see goalie bonks again! (i told you those pics weren't in order and i meant it)

three, (or four, i forgot what came first) quinneth played his first regular season game as captain of the canucks ad they kicked ass against the edmonton dudes. goncrats captain ;p

four (probably) rookie had both his first reg season nhl game AND his birth on the same day! he cried on camera for thousands of viewers and made me question kidnapping his brother and locking him in an abandoned building in ohio (who am i kidding i don't want to be in ohio). the blue jackets have since been doing blue jacket things (losing)

five (it's all blended together these days) the devs started their regular season and now i get to go to the arena and watch in peace as nico makes dumb faces, jack gets into petty scrums and goes to the box (apparently? that ones new.) and dawson does dawson things (be hot)

sixth and finally, assistant coach and captain quinn (he should probably drop a title for his mental health, me thinks) turned 24! i giggled profusely at an edit of him as tracksuit rob. good job on aging, kid 🎉

that's all, i think. (probably not, what do i know)

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jj.friar31: remember when we were roomies??? siblings defying the odds?? i've been left out to dry. i'm MARINATING in my loneliness. you've basically shot me and left me out for dead, blakey.

→ blakefriarr_: this is a touch dramatic, that's MY thing

→ jj.friar31: if i agree to never steal your dramatics again will you come back

→ blakefriarr_: have u seen how pretty my boyfriend is?? no dude

→ jj.friar31: blake pls

adamfantilli: of every picture you could've used you just decided to screenshot me crying

→ blakefriarr_: hi im blake have we met??

→ adamfantilli: also, do not kidnap luca.

→ blakefriarr_: oh so you just don't want my love?? is that what this is??

→ luca.fantilli: do not kidnap me

→ blakefriarr_: BOOORRRINNNGGGGG

nicohischier: every day i wonder what it would be like if we didn't let the ebug's come into the room

→ blakefriarr_: do you want dawson to be lonely and bitchless

→ nicohischer: yeah kinda??

→ blakefriarr_: oh

jackhughes: why.

→ blakefriarr_ ehehehe your bucket doing weird things

_quinnhughes: ??????? why am i tracksuit rob????

→ blakefriarr_: who else would be tracksuit rob

→ _quinnhughes: nobody needs to be tracksuit rob, friar.

→ _blakefriarr_: WRONG! you do :)

_connorbedard: am i who i are???

→ blakefriarr_: no apparently you are timbaland

→ _connorbedard: oh. okay?

→ adamfantilli: @/_connorbedard you get used to it

→ _connorbedard: do i want to??

→ adamfantilli: eh. 50/50

dawson1417: oh how i've missed the chaos

→ blakefriarr_: fbejdbsjshdghshsb

→ dawson1417: sometimes it's almost like you say words

→ blakefriarr_: :p i love you

→ dawson1417: i love you too, my girl <3

tannercharlotte: this is my reality tv

→ blakefriarr_: i'll leave him for u say the word

→ dawson1417: HEY??

→ blakefriarr_: shhhh baby go sleep

→ tannercharlotte: don't leave him b he doesn't have to know

ryangraves27: she back

→ blakefriarr_: i back!!

nhlblackhawks: ??

→ njdevils: don't '??' her she's right

→ blakefriarr_: thank you (trade for charlie)

→ nyrangers: i can excuse hawks slander but i draw the line at trying to take our char

→ nhlblackhawks: you can excuse hawks slander?

→ jj.friar31: why do teams keep doing this you have ENOUGH leverage over me

trevorzegras: am i bitch one or bitch two

→ trevorzegras: actually yk what don't answer that i don't wanna know

→ blakefriarr_: too bad you're actually both jamie is an angel

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#ebug’s sister series !#dawson mercer #dawson mercer x reader #hockey imagine #nhl imagine #new jersey devils

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magicalqueennightmare · 4 months

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New Orleans

(Eventual) Elijah Mikaelson x Reader

Your first day in New Orleans you quite literally run into a certain blonde who decides she wants to be friends. Who are you to argue?

How exactly had you decided on New Orleans again? Oh yeah, a new start. You needed it after the last few years. Maybe you could even find a legit job to help pass time between hunts.

You had the address of one of Garth's contacts that was willing to rent you a furnished apartment just outside the french quarter, no questions asked as long as she got her rent every month. You knew you'd need basics like bedding, towels and such so you decided to check in there first to get your keys and a full list of what you'd need then go shopping.

You were juggling a few bags, holding everything from sheets to a single serve coffee maker. You were already regretting moving somewhere that it made more sense to walk than to drive because the trunk of your nova would certainly come in handy. You needed to stop and grab something to eat considering you hadn't eaten since the diner you'd stopped at the night before.

You picked a cafe that looked interesting enough and had a small enough line. You ordered a simple sandwich and lemonade and had intentions of heading out to the patio to eat but when you pushed the door open to head out you ran full bodily into a blonde woman. “Oh crap! I am so sorry!” You reached out to try to steady her but she had a slight smile on her face “No harm done” her accent got your attention considering it wasn't the usual twang of Louisiana.

You felt the tattoo on your shoulder twinge a bit and studied the blonde for a moment but brushed it off “I promise to watch where I'm going from here on out” she nodded towards your bags “Tourist?” You shook your head “actually i just moved here” she extended her hand “I'm Rebekah Mikaelson” you had to catch yourself to make sure your expression didn't show your true reaction to her name.

Leave it to you to literally run into one of the original vampires. You'd heard they'd vacated New Orleans, was your information bad or had they just done a loop back? You shook her hand and told her your name. She cut her eyes down to where your lemonade had spilled all over the sidewalk “Allow me to buy you another drink? After all I'd hate to seem unwelcoming to someone new to town”

You felt the slight pull of compulsion and breathed a sigh of relief knowing the warding in your tattoo hadn't been a waste. She raised an eyebrow at you and it took everything you had to not let a nervous laugh out, you had no beef with her family and didn't need any.

“It's no problem” you assured her but she was already opening the door to the cafe and ushering you inside “Oh I insist. I have a feeling the two of us are going to become good friends” “Ok then” you agreed with a small smile. Why the hell had you picked New Orleans?

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You sat across from Rebekah listening as she spoke of her family and their ties to the city you now resided in. After a moment she smiled again then leaned forward to where only you could hear what she said “I've got to ask though. What are you?”

Your eyes widened slightly “Excuse me?” Laughter bubbled out of her “When I told you my name you flinched, I couldn't compel you. You're not a vampire because there isn't a single ring on your finger. Werewolf is also no because you're sitting across from me. I'd wager witch but that doesn't seem to fit you either”

You swallowed hard but shrugged one shoulder “I'm someone who knows a little about a lot. There's a tattoo on my shoulder that's warded with every sigil seven different covens could get their hands on. I mean no harm to you or yours. I just needed a new place to live and a friend knew someone here who was willing to rent to someone with no proof of identity or job”

She nodded slowly “Are you a hunter?” You gave one sharp nod. Either she'd kill you here and now or get one of those brothers you'd heard so much about to take you out. You hadn't expected a smile to brighten her face “Delightful. We need to get together again sometime”

“Is that a request or a demand?” You asked and she shrugged one shoulder “It's an offer, just friendship. You're new to town, my family built this town. Besides there's some here that wouldn't take your word that you mean no harm and having one of us on your side could help” you held her gaze for a moment then motioned to her phone “Let me give you my number in that case”

By the time you got to your place you felt exhausted mentally and physically. How the hell had you ended up with one of the original vampires in your contact list?

You walked through your front door and dumped the bags on the floor. It was a small place. One of those open floors where the bed was about fifteen feet from the front door. A couch and a television was shoved into a corner as a living room of sorts. The kitchen consisted of a few counters and a tiny stove with a microwave installed over it. At least the bathroom was a decent size with a walk in shower and a stacked washer and dryer.

You needed to make the bed, put towels away and set up your coffee maker but all you wanted was a shower and to crash. One thing at a time.

The Originals

#elijah mikaelson fanfiction #elijah mikaelson x y/n #elijah mikaelson fic #elijah mikaelson x reader #Rebekah Mikaelson x reader platonic #rebekah mikaelson x you #the originals fanfiction

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rockermazy · 3 months

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All singing in the show is canonically diegetic - meaning that all singing 100% takes place in-universe, for all the characters to hear and potentially participate in.

In the first (non-pilot) episode, the " Story of Hell" book, as read by Charlie, states that Lillith "empower[ed] demon-kind with her voice and her songs - and as the numbers of Hell grew, so did its power." After the extermination began, Lilith's "dream was passed down to her precious daughter, the Princess of Hell", who is presumably Charlie herself. Two scenes later, Charlie is in musical-notation hammerspace with other denizens, being the cognito hazard that she is.

In episode 7, Rosie invites Charlie to rally Cannibal Town in defending the hotel during the upcoming extermination. When Charlie initially fails, Rosie asks how she normally explains her hotel. Charlie replies, "Through singing". Singing is canonically a gift of both Charlie and every demon - both Hellborn and Sinner.

Which leads me to a theory: One thing that's been nagging me since the pilot, is how Lucifer and Lilith have been fucking for nearly 6,000 years, but only NOW decided to have a daughter in the 21st century. It makes Charlie's existence look almost Mary Sue-ish*. After watching Helluva Boss, it made more sense that Charlie might be an "insurance baby", much like Octavia is to Stolas' lineage. Lucifer might not be unkillable. Carmine and the hotel battle of episode 8 have both demonstrated that angels can be killed with the right ammunition. But why was Charlie born now, in the 21st century? My theory is that Heaven asked Lilith to leave Hell, hoping she'd take her song with her. Heaven knew that Lilith was the one making Hell stronger through her songs. Charlie uses song to rally the people around her.

Husk used song to heal.

Song, even when used to butt heads, (ex: Lucifer vs Alastor), will make combatants drop valuable info, basically outing themselves to everyone within earshot in this universe.

My guess is that a conversation sometime in the past went something like this: Heaven: Lilith, bitch - we see what you're doing. Stop teaching Hell how to sing - the bonding and wholesomeness is threatening our status quo." Lilith: No. Heaven: Fine, we'll exterminate. Lilith: (years later, looking at Carmine's charts) hmmm... the number of sinners getting exterminated each year seems to be climbing. Heaven might want all of us dead. Hey, Luci-boo... get your depressed-ass over here. You wanna make a kid this time? (Waits til Charlie is somewhat grown, and asks Heaven for a "meeting".) Lilith: ok, I have got an offer you cannot refuse - I will never EVER sing again, and my power will leave with me - IF you give me a spot in Heaven (or Earth - I should technically be immortal since I never touched the Forbidden Fruit). Heaven: um... win for everyone? ok! Charlie herself (for lack of a better term) might be Lilith's "ace in the hole" herself. Also, this makes me wonder if the only way to avoid lying is to avoid singing on the topic XD

*I have nothing against mary sues. I'd been wanting for years now to do something visual describing the internal turmoil that religious trauma caused in my The-Cell-starring-J-lo --like inner worlds. Telling personal stories and Mary Sues are inextricably intertwined. This show has inspired me to either keep pursuing that or just quit. Because picking apart past trauma for analysis can be more trouble than its worth - especially if you are ready to forget. u.u I still get deep chills every time I hear Emily and Charlie's duet in "You Didn't Know", even though I've officially considered myself atheist for like, what, three months?" This shit was an essay. I'm just going to play Warframe instead. Peace.

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel lilith #hazbin hotel theory #hazbin hotel charlie #hazbin hotel husk #hazbin hotel alastor

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strawberrymilk-sunshine · 2 years

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Aren't you happy to be home?

I've had this idea since before I started writing on this account, believe it or not :)

Warning(s): the reader is kinda dumb, drugging, kidnapping

You woke up in your apartment, like any other day.

You made yourself breakfast, went to work, came home, had dinner, and went back to sleep. That's a normal day for you.

You live a boring life. You're ok with that, but sometimes you wished it was more exciting.

Today, two people moved into the apartment next door to yours.

You baked them some cookies, and knocked on their door, tray in hand, as a way to welcome them.

Your life was about to get much more exciting.

You knocked on the door, and waited for a response.

The door was opened by a teen with ginger hair. He couldn't have been older than 16. A bit young to be living alone but, eh, it's not your problem.

"Hi there! I live next door, and I thought I'd bring something over for you, kinda like a house warming gift!" You explained to him, handing him the tray of cookies you'd made.

"Oh wow, thanks." He said. "Hey, what's your name?"

"My name?"

"Yeah, my roommate and I... aren't from around here. It'd be nice to have someone to go to if we're ever, y'know, in trouble."

"Well, I guess that makes sense." You said. "I'm (Y/N). Nice to meet you."

"D'you wanna come in?"

"Uh... s-sure!"

This person, this ginger boy... he looks strangely familiar. But you're almost 100% sure you've never seen him before.

You entered his apartment. It was very empty, aside from some very basic furniture. On the couch sat a boy with navy blue hair, petting a cat.

"Hm? Who's that, Ace?" The boy on the couch asked.

"This is (Y/N), they live next door. Oh! And they made cookies for us!"

"Ooh, what kind?"

"Uh, just normal cookies... made from store-bought cookie dough..." You admitted. "Sorry, it's nothing special, but I wanted to do something nice, you know...?"

"No, it's fine, (Y/N)!" The blue haired boy told you. "We really appreciate it!"

"Oh geez, I didn't introduce myself." The ginger boy said. "Uh, my name's Ace Trappola, that's my roommate Deuce Spade, and that's our... cat, Grim."

"Nice to meet you two, o-or three, I suppose!" You sweetly said. "I don't mean to pry into your private lives, but, ah, aren't you two a bit young to be living alone?"

"Sixteen plus sixteen is thirty two, so combined I think we're old enough." Deuce explained. "I think we'll be fine."

"Oh! Ok, well, if you two ever need anything, I'm just next door!"

You decided to go home, since you still need to make yourself dinner. You couldn't help but think, that... Ace and Deuce look really familiar. And you swear you've heard their names before, but... you've never met them before.

"The cookies aren't as good as Trey's, but I'll give them the benefit of the doubt, since Trey makes his completely from scratch." Deuce said, eating one of the cookies.

"Maaan, it sucks pretending to be a cat." Grim pouted. "I wanna use my magic again!"

"Believe me, so do I." Ace said, sighing. "But hey, we'll be back home soon enough. And we'll be bringing them back home, too."

"Ace, gimme a cookie." Grim demanded.

"Nah."

"WHAT?! GIVE IT NOW!"

"Go eat trash off the ground!"

"Can you two stop yelling?" Deuce asked. "We don't want (Y/N) to know yet, do we?"

Grim grabbed a cookie, and he and Ace glared at each other.

"I do feel a bit sad that they don't remember us, though..." Deuce said, continuing to eat his cookie. "I know they think everything was a dream, and you sorta immediately forget about dreams when you wake up, but..."

"They'll remember soon. If we're lucky... they'll remember once it's too late." Ace smirked evilly.

As the days went on, you got to know Ace and Deuce better. They seemed to be nice enough people, two boys sharing a braincell trying to live alone. Sometimes they'd come over to your place to watch tv (since they didn't have one), in fact, the three of you had a movie night where you watched Alice In Wonderland together.

They would come over and ask you for help with various things, things that you assumed they'd know how to use... but that's none of your business.

Tonight, they made you a cake. They said it was a 'thank-you' gift for all the help you've given them. They mentioned that Grim helped too, but very quickly said it was a joke.

Something about the cake tasted... off.

Oh, but that's fine! Ace and Deuce are stupid teens, after all, they probably just misread the recipe!

You got up from your seat when you finished your slice of cake.

You felt woozy...

"Ace, Deuce, what..." Before you could ask them what they put in the cake, you collapsed onto the floor.

"Nice! It worked!" Grim said, excited.

"Shush, Grim! (Y/N) just collapsed, which probably made a lot of noise, so if the other people in the building hear someone yelling 'iT wOrKeD!' that's probably gonna set off some alarm-bells!" Ace whisper-yelled.

"I guess you're right." Grim admitted.

"The mirror's right there." Deuce pointed to the mirror hanging just above your couch.

"Alright. Deuce, grab their legs. I'll grab their shoulders, we'll carry them into the mirror and bring 'em home." Ace said. "Grim, you just keep a tight grip on me so you don't get lost in some other dimension while we're travelling."

"Got it!" Deuce and Grim responded.

Ace and Deuce grabbed hold of you, lifting you off the ground, and Grim wrapped his arms around Ace's neck.

"Mirror, bring us to Twisted Wonderland!" Deuce comanded. The mirror began to faintly glow... then, the two boys (and the cat monster) carried you into the mirror.

You woke up somewhere unfamiliar.

A strange place.

"They're awake!"

"Hopefully that rough landing wasn't what did it."

"Good morning, (Y/N)! How did you sleep?"

Around you, you saw three people (well, two people and a cat). Ace, Deuce, and Grim. But... they looked different.

Ace had a heart painted over his left eye, Deuce had a spade painted over his right eye, and Grim had blue fire emanating from his ears.

"What's... going on...?" You asked.

"We brought you home with us." Ace told you.

"And now, you're right where you belong. With us, in Twisted Wonderland..." Deuce smiled.

"Don't tell me you don't remember this place!" Grim yelled, surprising you.

"Twisted... Wonderland...? What do you mean...?" You asked.

Suddenly, all the memories came flooding back to you. All the memories of your dream, the dream you had of that magical world... you're there again.

"W-wait a minute! Why am I back here?!" You began to panic. "What's going on?! What did you do?!"

"Ace and I found a way into your world... so we decided to go there, find you, and bring you back home with us!" Deuce happily explained. He gently hugged you, and rubbed his face against yours. "And now, you don't have to leave anymore... you can stay here, with us... forever."

"Aren't you happy to be home?" Ace asked. "Your life in your old world seemed downright miserable! Whatever life you live here, it'll be better than your old life."

"I'm glad you're back, minion!" Grim yelled.

This time, you're not going to be able to return home. Not on their watch.

Twisted Wonderland is your home now.

You should just forget about your old life.

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koralira-kira · 9 months

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when it rains 🎐han jisung🎐

pairings : han jisung x reader

genre : fluff, romance, slice of life, did i say fluff?

synopsis : situations wherein you came to love han's habit when it rains

warnings : profanities used

wc : 980

notes : i finally finished this little bitch after two days. i've been really busy lately cuz me and my parents are going back and forth from the city to my grandparents house (the province) bc of my granddad's death anniversary. and to add that, we're packing my things to go back to my dorm since school is about to start. so yeah, the travelling is killing the shit out of me. other than that, a big thanks to all 249 of you for liking my bang chan fic!!! ya'll don't how ecstatic i felt for that. anyways, moving on, here's the fic. hope you enjoy!

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man, it's really raining like cats and dogs outside. it has been raining hard for the last couple of days lately, and honestly you quite liked it. that is, minus all the thunder and lightning. but in your situation, not only do you like the rain for what it is but also for how your boyfriend is reacting to it. let me explain. han loved the rain as much as you do. especially when it gets all cold in the apartment complex. NOW let's just say that whilst the cold temperature is going on, he likes to expose the bare top half of his body. the first time you saw this, you're all confused as to why he took his hoodie off when he could've just got a wife beater or tank top. but oh no no no.

"woah, hold on there. what do you think you're doing?" you asked as soon as han was about to take his hoodie off.

"why what's wrong?" he asked, confused as to why you stopped him from stripping. poor boy just likes the cold, ok?

"it's so cold, baby, why are you taking your hoodie off?"

"i like the cold, sweetheart. why? is there a problem?" now he's being cocky. his ego definitely boosted up after he took off that hoodie.

"oh no no, it's fine. just... carry on i guess," he smirked. goddamn that fucking smirk is killing the shit out of you.

now he joins you sitting at the opposite end of the couch and taking out his phone from his pocket. you took your gaze out from your phone for a minute to look at jisung. when i tell you this man is sculpted, he IS sculpted. you'd be lying if you said he didn't look good without the hoodie. the body- i mean, HIS body never disappoints. you could look at him for hours and heck, if you had hyunjin's hands, you wouldn't waste a second to draw him like that. you were practically drooling over him at this point, you didn't care how long you've been staring at him you just wanted too take your time looking at him. yeah, just definitely taking your time.

"hey, what are you thinking so hard about?"

"hm? oh, nothing really. just, you know, thinking," you met with his eyes for a second but soon making it back to your phone.

"... you were fantasizing about me weren't you?"

"what?! pfft- no, obviously not!" you declined, laughing it off as if it was nothing but it's undoubtedly the exact opposite.

"why don't you come over here and sit next to me, i'm a bit lonely here," his arms were now on top of the backrest of the couch, manspreading and basically looking cocky.

"oh so now i'm the one that has to adjust for you, huh?"

"so you don't want to get closer to this?" he argued back, pointing at his body.

‘this motherfucker,’ you thought.

"well, yes i'd love to but-"

"then come over here!"

"ah ah, let me finish-"

honestly, the bickering could go on.

___

the second time you experienced this little habit of his however, was much more intimate than you'd expect it to be. sure you two have had sex here and there but this one was more, say, romantic in a way.

now it was the next day and you're alone in the apartment watching a movie whilst hunching back on the couch eating a pack of doritos, han had to leave a while ago to go to the grocery store and buy a few things for the both of you. it took almost an hour for him to get back because of the bags but when he did, he was soaking wet from the rain.

"i'm back!" he said, kicking off his shoes and putting them on the shoe rack leaving him his white drenched socks.

"heyy- HEY! why are you soaking wet? didn't you bring an umbrella or something?" you rushed over to the man, helping him putting the grocery bags on the counter.

"i was about to but i saw that it was sunny outside so I didn't feel the need to. anyways, i'll go take a quick shower, love you," he said, pecking you before going to the bathroom.

"yeah yeah, don't worry i'll take it from here. love you too."

it took you not less than 10 minutes to finish putting up the groceries then headed back to the couch to finish your show, that is until SOMEBODY interrupted it.

"hey, babyyy~" once again, a topless han jisung comes out of the bathroom, crawling into your arms and cuddling you.

"you're not wearing a shirt again. you know you might catch a cold after this," you looked down at him trying to make him look into your eyes. but as stubborn as he is, he didn't listen and rested his head on the crook of your neck.

"hmm," he groggily said. you knew that he didn't wanna talk, but yet you still tried to let him know that he might get sick later on.

"han-"

"can we stay like this for a while? i kinda miss you," he cut you off. his hands making their way from your waist to your back to hold you even tighter and yours going to his hair and the other to his back caressing it. you both silently agree on not talking, it was quite comforting for the both of you. the mixture of sounds coming from the tv and rain were a perfect match, especially with his breath on your neck and the asynchronous breathing coming from the both of you as you melt into each other's arms.

you knew intimate moments like this with han would come sooner or later but you didn't expect for it to come this soon. you're not complaining though.

fin

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i-just-wanna-write-fanfic · 1 year

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YAN ALPHABET MIKE+ALTERS (minus Chester cuss I dunno how to write for him qnq)

part two, MAL

WARNINGS: YANDERE KINDS OF STUFFS, STALKING, POSSEVINESS, KIDNAPPING, OBBSESIVNESS, MURDER, VIOLENCE, FORCED LOVE, MIKE DOESN'T LOVE ZOEY.

type: obsessive, possessive.

Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?

what?

uhm...

he isn't good at that.

but he tries. usually through words or physical affection. other than that, he doesn't know what the fuck he's doing.

Blood: How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?

Mal is willing to do ANYTHING. whether it's murdering someone, or simply scaring them away, he'll do anything to have you all to himself.

Cruelty: How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?

you bet your soul he's gonna mock you.

he basically lets you do what you want (in the house.), but if you're planning to go outside, Mal's coming with you, and you HAVE to hold his hand.

Darling: Aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will?

touching you, kissing you, holding you, basically whatever he wants. but he would never do something sexual without your consent. he's not a monster. (I'm making myself laugh-)

Exposed: How much of their heart do they bare to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?

he's very secretive. he will only answer certain questions.

his childhood? what do you think?

whats wrong with him? I dunno, and I don't care.

favorite candy? chocolate. (so that's where your chocolate stash went-)

Fight: How would they feel if their darling fought back?

...what the fuck?

ok- Mal kinda knew this would happen, and that's why he knows how to punish you.

Game: Is this a game to them? How much would they enjoy watching their darling try to escape?

yeah.

it's just a little game of cat and mouse when you try to leave. or it is to him.

he finds it funny you really think you can leave him. he already knew about your plan.

your soooo stupid sometimes, bunny.

Hell: What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?

torture.

his punishments.

to say they suck ass is an understatement.

Ideals: What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?

he doesn't care. as long as you're with him, and he's happy.

Jealousy: Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?

he gets jealous very quickly.

some dude touched you?

they went missing.

someone tried to talk to you?

how weird- they went missing too!

someone tried to flirt with you?

how odd... they didn't go missing but they're body had been torn apart and strung up around their own home.

Kisses: How do they act around or with their darling?

he's a bit clingy at times, but other than that and his few acts of kindness and/or soft moments, he's kinda the same.

Love letters: How would they go about courting or approaching their darling?

Mal is VERY upfront about how he feels.

he wants your attention?

he demands it.

he wants cuddles?

that's right, he demands it.

when you didn't live with Mal, he just stalked you. he didn't talk to you all too much, if at all.

Mask: Are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?

no.

Naughty: How would they punish their darling?

torture.

if you tried to leave he'd break certain bones. (ex: wrists and/or ankles)

if you did something he didn't like he'd only yell or something if he was in a good mood. if Mal isn't in a good mood, he'll hit you and lecture you. if you cry enough, he'll give a small sorry for hitting you.

Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling?

most if not all of them. lol.

he's on your case 24/7.

you're basically his property, and your property is now his.

Patience: How patient are they with their darling?

not patient at all. lol.

Quit: If their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on?

look, the way I've been writing Mal, he looks heartless. and that's how he is in the show, but...

death: ...what? no... it wasn't meant to end this way... no... no, no, NO!

he doesn't know what to do... you're gone... forever...

once it's confirmed you're dead, he's crying. what now? he'll never be able to get over you. most of his days will be spent grieving, crying, and missing you. he doesn't know what to do with himself anymore. he doesn't feel like causing harm to people, being a menace, or doing anything he likes...

Regret: Would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling? Would they ever let their darling go?

no lol.

Stigma: What brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)?

(btw in these hcs, Mal's the original lol)

throughout his past, he's gone through a lot of trauma that made him the way he is. this is also why Mal is the way he is with you.

Tears: How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?

scream: uhm.... you're on you're own bud. he's just gonna leave the room until you're done. it kinda hurts his ears....

cry: Mal doesn't know what to do. at first, he's mocking you, but soon he comforts you. Mal does love you, after all. and seeing you like that does (eventually) make him feel bad. but he doesn't really know how to comfort someone, so he just holds you, and does what he can to make you feel better. if someone else made you cry, they're dead meat. only Mal can make you cry. no one else is worthy.

isolate: he doesn't care.

Unique: Would they do anything different from the classic yandere?

nothing. but he is a bit more sadistic.

Vice: What weakness can their darling exploit in order to escape?

Uhm... the fact he can't keep you with him if you're dead????

Wit’s end: Would they ever hurt their darling?

yeah lol

Xoanon: How much would they revere or worship their darling? To what length would they go to win their darling over?

Mal doesn't really worship you. but he will do anything to keep you to himself.

he does need you after all.

Yearn: How long do they pine after their darling before they snap?

about a week at most.

Zenith: Would they ever break their darling?

While Mal does like watching you suffer, he also likes you. if you were to be gone- personality, joy, hope, etc -he'd feel kinda bad cuss he'd know it was his fault. he'd do everything he can to try to bring you back. if he can't, he'll just do his best to live with this new you.

#tdi #tdi mal #total drama mal #total drama mal x reader #headcanon #yandere headcanons #yandere mal #total drama x reader

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jake-kiszkas-smirk · 9 months

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Intentions

Jake Kiszka X Fem Reader

This was gonna just be a blurb, but I've decided to turn it into a little mini series of blurbs? is that a thing?

Warnings: Angst

You sat staring at the empty plate in front of you. The anger had passed about a half hour ago. Now you just felt numb, let down, disappointed, but not shocked. This wasn't the first time. You picked up your phone to look at the time, the last little flicker of hope being snuffed out by the empty home screen. Not even a text. You felt tears starting to well in your eyes and your throat start to burn.

Your anniversary, he'd forgotten the date on your anniversary. Your one year anniversary.

You swallowed down your emotions, putting them on the back burner until you got out of this restaurant you'd been so excited to experience with Jake. You waved down the waiter and asked for the check. After signing it and leaving a tip you grabbed your bag and made your way out to the uber you'd called for yourself. You gave them Jake's address and then pulled out your phone, texting your closest friend and asking if you could stay with them a few days. This was when the tears started to break free, you sniffled quietly to yourself, not wanting to make the driver uncomfortable.

He dropped you off at the apartment complex and you started to make your way up the stairs. You were digging in your bag for your keys when Josh opened the door. Sweet Josh, you adored him. He and his little brothers were some of your favorite people in this small town you grew up in. The town you now desperately wanted to leave. You'd always planned to leave with Jake, even before you started dating. You had planned to travel together while he played his music.

"Y/n," He said, eyes getting wide as you pushed in past him. You had been basically living her the past 6 months. "Are you ok?"

"No, I'm not." You said, void of any infliction or emotion, you weren't mad at Josh. "Where is Jake?"

"He stayed late in the studio, he-he didn't text you?" He asked as he followed you to Jake's room.

"No." The tears started falling faster as you pulled a big duffle bag out of the closet.

"Oh-I'm sure he meant to" he said softly, watching from the doorway as you moved about the room.

"If he wanted to, he would have." your voice wavered as you glanced to Josh. He swallowed hard and then walked away, he couldn't argue with that.

You started going through drawers, getting all your stuff and shoving it into the bag. After about 10 minutes you heard the front door slam,

"Is she still here?" You heard Jake say, Josh had texted him you assume.

"In your room" Josh replied dryly.

You heard the sound of his boots hurriedly making their way to you.

"Baby," He said as soon as he stepped into the room, "I'm sorry I-I lost-"

"Yeah, you 'lost track of time' Jake. Just like you always do" You snapped as you shoved past him to go get your stuff from the bathroom,

"I'm sorry! We had some last minute things to work on, I-" He rushed out words as he followed after you,

"Stop saying that!" You abruptly turned, almost causing him to run into you, "Saying sorry doesn't mean anything if you don't change! How many times have you stood me up Jake?!" He stared down at you in shock, "Too many! And I'm fucking done!" You turned and continued on to the bathroom, using one arm to sweep all that was yours off the counter into your bag.

"Y/n please, I-" he reached for your arm as you passed, and you let him stop you for just a moment

"You what Jake?" You said, watching as he took in the look on your face, the tear stained cheeks. "You'll change?"

"I- Yes, I will, just please don't leave" His voice cracked and his throat bobbed. You looked away, you couldn't see him like this, it would change your mind.

"Nothing is going to change Jake." You sighed, "It's blatantly clear to me that I'm not a priority for you right now, the band is, and I can't do it anymore. I just keep getting hurt over and over."

"Thats not my intention" He said softly, sniffling as he tried to pull you closer, forehead resting on the crown of your head. "I'm torn in two different directions and I-I just fuck up sometimes, you know I love you-"

"Intention doesn't matter, actions do." you gently moved his hand from your arm, and moved past him towards the door. You loved him, god you loved him. You couldn't keep putting yourself through this.

"Baby please," he pleaded, trying to follow after you further but was intercepted by Josh, "Y/n!" You could tell by the choked sound of his voice he was crying too. "Josh get off me" You heard him snap

"You need to stop." Josh said back sternly.

You didn't turn back, you walked out of the door and stopped there. You were frozen.

"I-god I fucked up" Jake said angrily and you heard something crash to the ground.

"Jake, stop. Breaking shit isn't going to fix anything." Josh commanded, "And yeah, you did fuck up you dipshit. She was perfect."

"Then why didn't you let me go after her?" You heard Jake argue

"Because she's fucking right, don't you know that-"

That was the last thing you heard as you walked away.

---4 years later----

"Mom, I forgot to get dad's muffin, one second!" You said as you turned to hurry back to the little coffee shop. Pulling out your phone to check what kind he requested you stumbled into someone who so graciously caught you. "Oh my god I'm so sorry I-"

"Y/n?" The voice said hesitantly, steadying you on your feet as you looked up to him.

#gvf #greta van fleet #greta van fleet fan fiction #Jake kiszka

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lovejosephquinn · 1 year

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Request idea: Ok soooo Joe finds your vibrating dildo and he teases the shit out of you with it. You are basically a pleading mess by the end of it because your vibrator gets plenty of use when he is away and all you want is him and his phenomenal cock…ok go! ☺️

So I just died and went to heaven then quickly came back to life as I realised I NEED to write this rn 💀

UNDER 18'S DNI.

Picture this:

Joe has you tied up to the headboard, you had no say in it as he restrained you from being able to move your arms, it's the only way he figured he can have his own way with you until he's ready for you to touch him again.

"What's got my girl this wet? You been looking after your pretty little pussy whilst I've been gone sweetheart?"

You nodded as he wriggled your panties off of you and shoved them into your mouth. You whimpered at your own flavour. "Don't you taste so good, now I'm going to have some fun. Where's that toy of yours?"

You shot your bedside table a look, your eyes darting between that and Joe's excitable yet lustful gaze and he knew where to go from there. Digging to the back of it, he pulled out the sex toy and gave it a thorough examination. "I'm about to make you explode and there's nothing your adorable little hands can do about it." You wriggled at the expense of the belt that clutched you to the bed, he'd done a good job of hindering your escape.

Joe pressed the button, starting the toy up, the weak vibration on the lowest setting commenced, aggressively forcing your legs apart and sitting between them so they couldn't draw back together, Joe spat down onto your clit to add to the already sodden mess in-between your slit and instantly pushed the tip of the toy onto it. Your back arched as he pressed the button a couple more times, intensifying the vibrations which now surrounded your aching bud. He drew small circles around it, hitting particular spots which caused extra sensitivity and had you writhing around, gripping where your fingers could hold the headboard for extra support.

The distorted moans that muffled into the clothing situated still in your mouth made Joe smirk at you maliciously, you were at his disposal and that aroused him more than you'd ever know.

"P-please." you stuttered, just a dim noise falling from your lips.

"What's that? Don't talk with your mouth full. It's rude."

You spat your panties out of your mouth. "Please. I need you." Joe only was urged to turn the vibrations up more as he watched your underwear descend to the side of you, the overpowering sensation sending jolts of electricity through the entirety of your body, causing little spasms in your thighs and your hips now bucking into the toy to push it further into you. The circles became harsher along with the quavering of the object, the familiar knot tightening in your stomach.

"You don't get me until I see you squirt all over this god damn object."

He relieved the dildo straight from your clit and toyed at your entrance, teasing the hole by only pushing it in slightly, it hit a delicate spot making you cry out in huge amounts of pleasure.

"What do you want me to do, sweet little slut?"

"Fuck me with it."

"Yeah?"

"Please." You shut your eyes when he gave in, ramming it inside and turning the power to a max volume, beginning to thrust the toy back and forth, your whole body shot up, feeling the length, the thickness and the vibrations making your cunt pulsate.

"That's it, cum for me. You're so fucking hot looking all submissive like that." Joe jerked at his cock as he watched you come undone, your hole dismissed the vibrator, pushing against it as it shot out and you squirted out heaps of fluid all over the sheets. Joe's cock leaked at the sight, feeling it throb in his grasp; he was aching to be mediated between your walls, feeling you clench around him as he imagined ramming his cock inside of you without warning. He got lost in his thoughts for a moment, tugging at his cock determinedly; all of a sudden being brought back to reality from the sound of your whiny voice.

"I did as you said, please fuck me."

"Fuck I've missed you. The toy did just that, didn't it?"

"Not as well as you do Joey."

That was the first and last time Joe would let his confidence rage that his cock makes you feel better than some dumb sex toy, he should've already been well aware of the fact. He went through with his promise, diving deep inside of you and fucking into your pussy relentlessly until he couldn't possibly go a minute longer, hitting you in all the right places, gripping onto the sheets and screeching profanities into your ear when he let himself go all too soon, his cock twitching with cum spewing inside of you.

All breathless, Joe held himself in the crook of your neck and managed to speak out. "I hope you know I'm not stopping. I'm going to fuck your cunt till it's sore, you've got 3 more orgasms to go until I untie you."

Joe pulled himself out for a second, sitting back to regain himself and stroking his cock to keep it hard, pushing his thumb back to your clit, beginning a fire in you once more.

"Why 3 more?" Your heart raced at the thought.

"Can't end on an odd number." Joe shrugged his shoulders, a small giggle fell from you both, even in the heat of the moment your chaotic boyfriend would crack a joke. Perfect.

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whywhaatt · 10 months

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write some angst. huge sad angst. argument? sure! fucking idk make me cry. any cc, idc, just make me sad.

we got some sad shit baby💪💪💪

"You need to leave." (big t x reader)

words: 1.368

a/n: ok so basically... i just got drunk, then when i was sober i wrote how i was thinking. sorry if its hard to read but have fun :)

warnings: alcohol mention + use, yelling, and a whole lot of cussing

Tanner is getting on my god damn nerves. Last night, I spent the night alone in my apartment and dressed for a date that did not happen. Every text and call I send him I get no answer. I can't tell if I'm supposed to be upset, worried, or pissed off but somehow I'm feeling all three.

For context, we've had this date planned for a couple of weeks. It's already been postponed due to my job or random things Nick asks him to do. And after 3 weeks, we finally both had a free day to have a simple and good date.

15 missed calls, 50+ texts, and 10 hours later I just parked my car in front of Tanner's house. I've gotta calm down. It could've been a mistake, a stupid mistake at that but we all mistakes. No what am I thinking, he deserves to get yelled at. So many thoughts are going through my head. At one point I'm pissed off, but on the other I don't know what happened.

I grab my shit, locking my car behind me, and walk up to the front door. Giggling at the "gay" welcome mat, I ring the door bell... no answer. Okay? I'll just ring it again... no answer again. What is going on? Nick's room is right here, at least he should be able to hear it.

I'm calling Nick.

"Hello?" He picks up the phone.

"Hey Nick, I'm outside. Can you let me in?"

"Yeah sure, one sec" He hangs up. A couple of seconds later, the door opens. A simple "thanks" comes out my mouth all muffled as I shove past Nick to walk towards Tanner's room. Isaac sitting on the couch, looks up and let's me know Tanner's still asleep. Great. Just great... I don't want to wake him up in a bad mood.

Whatever. He deserves it. I need to know what happened. I slam open his door to see him laying in bed sound asleep, with alcohol bottles covering his desk and his sweatpants on the floor next to the bed. His room's a mess, well when isn't it really? The only time its considered to be clean is when you clean it.

He must've heard the door open, cus he slowly wakes up and turns over to see me standing in his room.

"Baby, w-what are you doing here?" he asks so innocently.

"What am I doing here?? I should be asking what you're doing here?" I'm basically yelling.

"What do you mean?"

"What do I mean?!? What do I- uh. I can't with you. We had a date planned for last night!"

"Wha- OH!! Baby, baby please come here. Please come here I'm so sorry."

'No- No absolutely not. What did you do last night? Tell me."

"I-I was drinking with Isaac and Yumi. We played that stupid truck sim game and streamed. Then I just drank and watched anime until I passed out I guess." He admits. What. The. Fuck. I must've said that out loud cus Tanner immediately started to apologize again, "I'm so sorry baby, I completely forgot. Please let me make it up to you".

"No, I'm going home. You better find a way to make this better" I say as I walk out his room and closing the door behind me. The guys must've heard it all happen, cus I could feel Isaac and Nick staring at me as I walk out the front door. I didn't say a word, I just kept my head low and kept walking towards my car. Once I got in my car I just needed to scream.

FUCK.

Okay, that's a little bit better.

I got home and immediately turned my phone completely off, tossing it on my night stand and not looking back. I just need to do something else, get my mind off of what just happened. I need a drink. I grab some alcohol from the mini fridge I keep next to my desk. It's a vodka kind of day.

5 shots in...

10 shots in...

20 gulps in...

fuuuck. maybe i should've stopped like 20 sips ago. were those even considered sips? they were too big to be sips. my brain is fuzzzzyyy.

i gottta admiT what i said to Tanner was fuckked up, but i don't mean any of it. I should text him. N-NO!! I'm not texting him.

But I miss him, no I dont. fuck im crying now. ok this is happeninggg. I need to lay down. go lay on the bed. okay. im on the bed now.

knock knock knock

what. what the fuck was what.

knock knock knock

there it is again. am i dying? fuck. is that god? it's getting louder

knock knock knock

oh wait. its my frontt dooor. silly me. i'll go open it. come on body get up. one steep at a time.

"Baby. You scared me." oohhhh iits tanner.

"H-H-Heeeeeeeyyyy Taaaannnerrrrr" wait no i'm mad at him. actually, i'm just falling, oh shit.

"Oh my god, let's get you in bed. Come on" heee says while catching me, he's so strongg. i can feel his muscles, oh my god.

im laying down now. in my bed, i don't remember getting here. oh yeah Tanner.

"Y-Youu, youung sir, you neeed to leave" i slur outt, hehe.

"I'm not leaving you like this"

"Buuut. I'm mad at you a-a-and so you need to leave."

"Just go to-"

I woke up in pajama's and a massive headache. What the-

"Are you okay?" Oh. I remember now. I shake my head yes and sit up to see Tanner sitting on the foot of my bed. God, I'm regretting a lot of shit now.

"Baby... I'm so sorry. Can we talk about this? I need to apologize a lot." He says, so quiet it's basically a whisper. He looks up at me meeting my eyes. Was he.. crying? His eyes were all puffy and his hair was all messed up.

"Look, I fucked up. I know I did. But, baby, please forgive me for it. This is the first date I've missed in the forever the fuck long we've been dating. You didn't deserve that. You don't deserve that. I tried to think of all the things I could buy you, or do for you, to make up. But truthfully, the best option was being here for you and letting you know I care.

"I know you don't want to hear this right now, but I love you. I love you so fucking much. At the end of the day, I would choose you over anybody. Please, baby, just forgive me so I can forgive myself." Tanner whispers, a few tear leaving his eyes.

"It's sad, the first thought I had is that you were cheating on me. Then I thought you died, or just decided you hated me. I spent all of last night on the couch crying in the outfit I would've worn. I'm sorry I yelled at you, I just let my emotions get the best of me. You just... You really scared me. I thought I lost you." I confess. I can't make eye contact with him. I close my eyes as streams of tears run down my face and onto the pillow I've been holding. I feel the bed shift and I think Tanner got up and walked away, but suddenly I feel a pair of arms wrap around me.

For the past 30 minutes Tanner and I have been doing the 3 C's: cuddling, crying, and comforting.

"Relationships are hard" I think aloud.

"Yeah but we make it work." Tanner says, kissing my neck. My head is still pounding from all the alcohol I had, I can imagine Tanner was feeling the same when I yelled at him. To whoever said relationships were supposed to be easy, fuck you. It's hard to put your total 100% trust and love into one person all the time. And on top of that, you get that back. Plus work, or school, and making sure you're still taking care of yourself.

"I'm glad I have you" I confess.

Today was a long ass day.

a/n: this one is shorter, but i honestly cried while writing it. sorry if the drunk part is too hard to read!! requests are open so do whatever you will with that information. love yall, and thank you so much for all the support

#the group chat #the group x reader #big t streaming #tanner x reader #bigt x reader #angst #alcohol #yelling #apology

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differenteagletragedy · 5 months

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can my poly heart get poly hcs for the ol boys? 🥺 like if one mc dated all three boys... hcs for that.

Oops, I did too much lol, but I hope you like it!

-- Ok so there are a couple of different ways this could get started, I think the most likely would be that you live with Cove in Step 4 to start. If you and Cove are dating, then you have Derek's epilogue, he moves in with you and Cove and it goes from there. Alternately, you and Cove are living together as friends, Derek confesses his love and moves in as your boyfriend, then Cove comes on in. So I think either of those, and it would be easy because Cove and Derek are already best buds and know each other really well.

Derek when he met Cove when they were 13: Oh man this boy is cute, am I in trouble or what?

Derek when Cove introduced him to MC a little while later: Double trouble.

-- Then I feel like, and I don't think this is exactly what you asked for but I want to work it out lol, MC dated Baxter in Step 3 and had a lot of feelings for him. Then he left, heart broken and so on, but then MC met him again for Jude and Scott's wedding, which would have been like a month or two after things with Derek and Cove started.

-- So maybe you're constantly calling Derek and Cove during Baxter's epilogue, like "This man is the devil but also nnnnngh still very attractive," and they're like "Aww baby, we'll be there soon." Cove is invited to the wedding, Derek didn't know Miranda and Jude like that so he can be Cove's plus one. So that's where they meet up with Baxter again.

-- And MAYBE Cove was outwardly disapproving of Baxter during Step 3 because he was so forward, but maybe he secretly liked him BECAUSE he was so forward. Cove gets so worked up over things that Baxter just breezes over like it's nothing, and that's really cool, you know?

-- I do realize this has gone off the rails, but please stick with me and we'll do the thing in just a minute.

-- Ok, so Derek hadn't met Baxter yet, or if he did it was in passing when you dated him, and he doesn't like that he hurt you, but after meeting him, like he gets it. I think Baxter's whole thing is something people would either fall for hard, like "let me fix you, pretty weirdo," or just totally dislike. But Derek gets it!

-- We'll fast forward this part, but basically Baxter has his heart to heart with you, learns about you being poly, and Cove and Derek are like "feel free to explore this." And so you do, and Baxter starts coming around, and it doesn't take much convincing from your other boys that he's a good egg. And so here we are.

-- I think you have an apartment at first before moving into a house later so you have room for activities. Either way, Baxter is decorating. You can help or he can do it himself, either is fine with him. Cove and Derek can sit back and let it happen.

-- If you're near the beach, Cove is going to track in sand and not care about it -- if you're not, he's still going to be a slob. But not on Derek's watch!

-- Speaking of things being on Derek's watch, the weekly trip to the grocery store is something everyone looks forward to. You have to schedule it so that all four of you can go together. If one person gets out, that's going to be a big bummer.

-- Cove is finally the one who gets Baxter to swim in the ocean. It's a touching moment.

-- Derek and Baxter are both emotional messes because they're actually happy? In a relationship?! Never thought it could happen for them.

-- There are a few things I've talked about in other posts but they fit in well here so sorry if you've heard it lol but Baxter just thinks Derek is an angel. Derek will open the car door for him, pull out his chair, that kind of thing -- he does it for all of you, he's just that kind of guy -- but Baxter has never experienced this before and he loves it so much.

-- Derek has also never experienced the kind of super direct flirting that Baxter does, so he gets flustered with him too.

-- You and Cove high five every time you catch Baxter and Derek having A Moment.

-- Derek is going to be the mother hen -- did you eat enough? Have you been drinking plenty of water? Put on sunscreen before you leave the house.

-- You all get to take turns naming Cove's fish, but Baxter better not take advantage of the opportunity.

-- Liz's jokes are going to be absolutely relentless. Cove might end up crying.

-- But your parents are all happy! Because if you are happy, they are happy. Except Baxter's parents, but nobody cares about them.

-- Besides, Baxter has six new parents anyway, so who needs the old awful ones?

-- Kyra has FOUR BABIES now! Love that for her.

-- Derek keeps a planner with everyone's schedules.

-- Ugh, Baxter taking Cove and Derek shopping for suits (and you too if you want a suit!) because every man should have a proper suit. He picks out colors for them, finds good ties. Gives them so many compliments they're both just blushing their faces off.

-- I think Cove is always going to be extra clingy with you because he's been working on that since he was 8, but eventually he'll get more attached like that to the other guys. And it's going to be so sweet whenever someone (probably Liz) catches it.

-- You have to have at the very least one annual Derek's Day. Take him to the boardwalk and fight over who gets to sit next to him on the rollercoaster, he will feel so special.

-- You always get the Ferris wheel though, that's your thing <3

-- Sometimes Baxter just lays across one/two/all three of you like a cat. Just scratch his back or something and he'll get off eventually.

-- Derek can dance too. Not as well as Baxter, but he can certainly hold his own with a formal dance. Cove cannot, but it's sweet to watch him try. Three new dance partners for Baxter, hooray!

-- You all go to your moms' house for dinner or something one night and Cove notices the fireflies outside. He looks at you, like "should we?" and if you want, then you can all catch fireflies together :)

#our life beginnings and always #our life #olba #cove holden #derek suarez #baxter ward #our life cove #our life derek #our life baxter #our life headcannons

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hallofboredoom · 2 years

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Weak Spot

Shōta Aizawa x G/N Reader (Domestic Life)

Aizawa always thought he was tougher than love, thinking he never would need it; He found himself always coming back you...his little weak spot.

Domestic but still hero Aizawa, very awkward and quiet Aizawa, Dom but bottom reader, sub but top Aizawa, loving sex, slightly rough sex, riding, creampie.

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You found yourself in Aizawa's apartment again, a now very common occurrence over the past couple of months. You and Aiwaza had been dating over a little over a year now but you still hadn't gotten used to basically living in his apartment or his schedule.

Aizawa often worked late at the school just to do nighttime patrols around the neighborhoods, leaving you with little time to see him. But now that school was out you got to spend more time with him than you have in the past year.

You had awoken to an empty beds this morning but you could tell it hadn't been empty for long as the Aizawa's side of the bed was still warm. You slowly climbed out of bed, shuffling your way out of the bedroom and towards the living room.

You smiled as you saw Aizawa sitting on the floor, legs underneath the Kotatsu and working on his laptop. You approached and sat down beside him. "Good morning baby." You said, leaning over and kissing his temple. Aizawa hummed in response, halfway closing his laptop and looking over at you. "Good morning." He said blunty, getting up from his seat on the ground.

"I have porridge cooking if you want any." He muttered softly, you smiled up at him and got up. You always appreciated these kind gestures; Aizawa didn't show a lot of physical affection expect for an occasional kiss or cuddle but he made up for it in other ways, like making meals or buying you something he knew you enjoyed.

Even the smallest things made your heart flutter; but little did you know, you did the same thing to him. Every small compliment or gesture made him feel so welcome and special but he wouldn't ever tell you that, not out of pride but out of fear that you would be embarrassed by him.

Following behind him into the kitchen, you watch patiently as he grabbed bowls for the both of you. He fixed a bowl then handed it to you, "Thank you." You smiled at him again, grabbing a spoon from the drawer. You brought your bowl over to the kitchen counter and began eating. You noticed Aizawa doing the same, something he didn't do often.

He sat his bowl down and began eating, you were slightly bewildered by his not so normal behavior but brushed it off. Soon enough you finished your bowl, you waited a few moments as Aizawa finished his, you reached your hand over towards him and grabbed the bowl. Aizawa stared at you and nodded his head, you took the bowls to the sink and washed them off then put them away.

You noticed Aizawa went back to the living room, sitting under the kotatsu again. You followed soon after, sitting next to Aizawa. "You seem awful quiet this morning. You ok?" You asked, facing your upper body towards him and placing a hand on top of his.

Aizawa looked over at you, your face painted with concern. "I'm fine...just tired. These past few weeks have been very rough on me." He responded, you nodded. "Is there anything you need me to do hun? I have a good bit of time of these next few weeks so I'll be able to do anything you need me to do." You rubbed his hand as you spoke.

Aizawa wanted to tell you truly pent up he was and that he would love for you to just...help in any way possible but everytime he almost did he would back out, thinking you find him pathetic or needy. He pondered on your question, torn between telling you the truth or lying.

Slowly, he nodded his head, "I'm really...pent up..I've been trying to deal with it on my own but it's just hard." He mumbled, keeping his head down. You nodded and smiled, "If that's what you need I am more than willing oblige."

Aizawa picked his head up and looked at you, your smiling face and sweet words making his heart slightly flutter. He watched as you moved closer to him, your body pressing against his. "What do you want me to do hun?" You asked.

Aizawa shrugged slightly, "I just need you. I really don't care what you do, I just need...something." He responded. You nodded and moved your hands, starting to slowly caress his body. You felt him slowly starting to relax into your moving hands.

You smiled more as you watched Aizawa relaxed more and more, eyes slowing closing as your hands caressed and massaged his skin. Slowly you also worked yourself onto his lap so you could get better access to his body.

You worked his muscles for a while and as your worked you felt his cock get harder. Wanting to tease him you starting grinding down on his cock, he groaned in response. Soon you were in a rhythm together with you grinding down and him grinding back up into you. His moans and groans sounded desperate almost as if he was begging in a way and you found it quite adorable.

After working like this you stopped, "Would you like more Shōta?" You asked, hands moving around his body again. Aizawa nodded, "Please." He responded, slight desperation in his voice.

You giggled under your breath and nodded, getting off of his lap and moving down, you looked up at him as you pulled on the edge of his sweatpants. Aizawa nodded and you wasted no time pulling his sweatpants down, leaving him in his boxers. You leaned down, rubbing his cock through his boxers. He groaned as you did, bucking his hips up into your hand, no longer feeling that tinge of embarrassment he felt earlier.

Feeling that you teased Shōta enough you pulled down his boxers, freeing his cock. You hummed softly as you began to rub his cock, his soft groans filling the room once again. "Feel good hun?" You asked, looking up at his face and beginning to lick his cock. All Shōta did was hum softly and nod. You chuckled and kept licking his cock, eventually starting to suck. Your head now bobbing up down on his cock.

You kept your eyes locked up on Aizawa's face, admiring it as he moaned and groaned in pleasure. You took in your own amount of pleasure just from knowing that he was reacting so much from you. He moaned softly around his cock as you continued to suck. You started to slow and come to start as you felt Aizawa bucking his hips up into your mouth.

Aizawa panted as you pulled of his cock, watching you as you brought yourself up and straddling his lap. "Did that feel good Shōta?" You asked, running your hands on his shoulders and upper back. Aizawa nodded back in response. "Would you like me to ride you? Relieve all that remaining stress from you?" You held a light teasing sound in your voice as you asked.

"Yes please...please do." Aizawa responded, groaning softly now as you began to move your hips against his groin. "I'll be glad too." You smiled and lifted your hips up, positioning his cock with your hole. You teased the head off his cock against your hole before sinking down slowly to the base.

Aizawa groaned loudly as you sank down on his cock, his hands moving to your hips, gripping them. "Mmmm Shōta." You moaned, rubbing your hips down when you bottomed out. After getting fully adjusted you slowly start moving your hips up and down slowly. You and Aizawa moaned and panted as you moved.

Your hips slowly started moving faster and faster, the sound of your skin slapping along with the mix of yours and Aizawa's moans filled the room as your continued. You both seemed to approach your orgasm at the same time. Your bouncing got more sloppily and the rhythm you had with Aizawa also started to dissipate, his hips randomly bucking back into yours.

Eventually you both came, your orgasm came first with his coming right behind. Your hips slowed to a stop, you and Aizawa both panting heavily. "I love you Shōta. I love you a lot." You said, leaning your head down against his shoulder. At first he remained quiet but then you heard a faint whisper in your ear, "I love you too."

Your heart warmed as you heard him say it back, smiling against his shoulder. You both sat in silence for a few minutes, just enjoying the soft sounds of the house. "We should get a shower. I have patrol tonight." Aizawa said, slowly starting to adjust himself. You whined softly, "Just call someone else to do it. You deserve to just stay home and rest." You said, lifting your head up from his shoulder. Before he could protest you pushed your lips against his and he relaxed back again. "But I do agree that we should take a shower." You said after pulling away from his lips. Aizawa chuckled softly and nodded reluctantly. "I guess I should just this once." You smiled and kissed him again.

Aizawa would never admit it but you were weak spot. Something he could never resist but he would never tell you that...

well maybe eventually

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A/N: Gosh it's been about a month since I lasted posted. My apologies. I was really busy with end of the year stuff and beginning of summer. Hopefully this fic holds up and I plan on pushing out another fic. Trying to push out as many fics now as I can before marching band starts in a month and then school. As always, feel free to leave any suggestions or comments 💖

#mha x reader #mha x reader smut #aizawa smut #shota aizawa #aizawa x reader #aizawa x reader smut #aizawa x gn!reader #shota aizawa x reader #shota x reader #mha fic #mha smut

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pinksmonkey · 8 months

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Update on my anti-Byler bestie

Here's the post if you missed it.

First of all, thank you to everyone who shared their favourite Byler evidence, it made me very happy and it was funny sharing it with my friend.

Now, unfortunately my friend cannot be convinced. I'm autistic and have trouble understanding people's intentions and feelings, so I can't tell if he's being fully serious, half serious, or completely unserious, but to me it seems most like half serious. He's strongly in denial and won't really give me a reason as to why, he just says, "No, not happening."

So there's no getting to him, he believes without a doubt that Byler isn't happening (and said he'll start a riot if it does happen, but Idk if he was serious). And he says he's going to find evidence, but his only proof so far has been, "Nooooo." XD

So I've been dealing with that. It's kind of frustrating because I feel like he's not really listening to anything I'm saying, he just denies everything. And I understand sort of because he actually bet me $50 Byler won't happen in season 5 (I didn't bet anything, he just gets to keep the money if he's right). So he doesn't want to admit defeat to that, which is fair, but it was a stupid bet to make in the first place since he didn't have all the information (the proof for Byler).

Additionally, at lunch today we were talking to a girl who's also in our anxiety support class, and I was talking about Byler stuff (Mike's official playlist songs, the way he looks at Will, their flirty scenes in season 4, Mike using the "we're friends" trope, etc.). She agreed with my friend that Byler isn't a thing and said Mike is so straight.

I can argue with them as much as I want but it gets really frustrating and even kind of annoying that they just don't understand all the evidence. I'm just venting here, so absolutely no hate towards people who don't believe Byler is canon, but as someone who cares so deeply about it, it can make me kind of emotional trying to argue that I'm not delusional.

In the end we agreed to disagree, which is fine and valid and I respect that. But with my friend, it's kind of a big deal, because to me Byler is a big deal. I admit I'm obsessed, Byler has been my biggest special interest since I watched season 4 and found out it was a thing. I can't really help it, I'm just so passionate about it and it gets stuck in my mind. You could say I'm hopelessly devoted to Byler, one of my friends online has even said they think it's unhealthy, but how can something that brings me so much joy be wrong?

Ok this has devolved significantly, but what I'm trying to say in this whole rant/vent thing is that yes, I'm very invested in the relationship between fictional characters, because it's important to me. Representation matters, and even though I'm not a gay man, I still love seeing other groups be represented, especially in a show this popular, with a story this deep. The beauty of Byler's story transcends everything.

So it's frustrating trying to argue for something I care so much about. Byler makes me happy, it motivates me, it inspires me. I'm not going to apologize for loving the things I love and being passionate about my interests. Of course I try to be open minded, respect different opinions, and listen to other points of view. If my friend actually had evidence against Byler, I would listen and respond as constructively and respectfully as I can.

Basically, shipping Byler is valid, and not shipping or even being anti-Byler is valid (unless it's just for homophobic reasons, homophobia is not valid). But I love Byler and it does kind of hurt to have something I care about be adamantly denied and torn apart. And you know, as I'm writing this I'm actually empathizing with Milevens. This doesn't just go for Byler, it goes for all ships (as long as they're not messed up obviously), people should be able to enjoy what they enjoy without others trying to tell them why they're wrong.

There's nothing wrong with analyzing Mileven, talking about why it's unhealthy or not going to be endgame, etc. But that should stay in the proper places, we don't need to constantly remind Milevens that they're ship isn't going to end up together. Just let them be happy, and I'd expect them to do the same for us.

Idk how this turned into talking about Milevens and respecting different ships, but it did somehow. Anyway, back to the point, my friend may be wrong about what will happen in season 5, but his beliefs on it are still valid. I just wish we could talk about it in a way that doesn't make me feel bad about shipping Byler and believing it's endgame. Does that make sense?

This isn't that serious or anything, and take everything I said here as just a random vent/rant, I'm just getting out all my thoughts and feelings, because I need to after all the arguing with people today.

If Byler doesn't happen, I'll be sad, but I know I won't be alone because I have my fellow Bylers, my Byler family and community here. We can all be sad together, and support each other. When I feel bad about something, I like to remember this quote:

That's how I feel about Byler not being endgame.

But on a lighter note, I'm pretty sure Byler will end up together, it just makes sense. So yeah, feel free to share any of your thoughts and feelings about this, I'd love to hear them. :)

I just needed to share some Byler positivity at the end because I'm tired of being surrounded by Byler negativity in my class.

Byler rights forever. 🏳️‍🌈

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starlightshore · 8 months

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explain Danny phantom to someone who’s never seen it before?

uhhhhh so i can only talk about it as the most insane kinda fandom person because

i was obsessed with this show when it first aired when I was 8 years old. it was my first fandom. i read fanfic for it before i even knew what fanfic was. its HEAVILY tied to my nostalgia and I've been engaging with the fandom on/off for literally 19 years. at this point DP is in my DNA.

while it's not my main hyperfixation (thats undertale) its the one tag i visit regularly and the one fandom I'll jump to every few months and binge fics for. i don't even read UT fics anymore but the DP fandom is always doing something. its very active!

under the cut I talk about my thoughts on the show, the fandom and explain the premise. It's a wild ride.

TLDR; i have a lot of THOUGHTS on this show and i do not actually recommend it. MAYBE if you're curious explore the fandom and some fics but be careful about it, it's a bit gratuitous with its angst.

If you want a basic premise: local 14 year old accidentally lets loose hell but also has become part ghost. This kid can fit SO much trauma in him.

first off: I fucking love Danny Phantom.

And I'm going to spend the next two segments complaining about it. Feel free to skip if you're already aware of this /or don't wanna linger on it.

Second off: This show fucking sucks*

* Ok fine yes sometimes it can be good, but it will always have an asterisk next to it.

it has NOT aged well. it was created by an asshole who's got a long shitlist of things he's done and still does that's all terrible. i am not one to hate someone publicly unless its for something like this. Feel free to google what Bitch Fartman has done if you're curious but I'll warn you: he is a horrible person and he disgusts me. I only acknowlege him when its to mention how awful he is and how I do not want to support him.

This is not like with FNAF where supporting that franchise supports Scott. Danny Phantom first aired 19 years ago. The show was written, directed, and sure as hell animated by a team of professionals. It is not his sole creation. Studio Animation is not the sole work of an individual. I respect (most) animators and the hard work they've done and do. IIRC Shitfartman doesn't even have the rights to the IP anymore. I assume he gets residuals though. That said the only canonical piece of media we've gotten is a graphic novel that was released last month. Up until then, supporting DP was just not literally a thing you could do!

Its not just the creator who sucks. There's a lot of BS in the show too.

the show is very early 2000s (and even then thats no excuse) and it has a bingo card worth of shit in it. racism, bigotry, ableism! you name it. I do not condone and i do NOT recommend this show because of this! its horrible with what they did with this show and its shocking it was acceptable enough to put on TV. you literally can't do shit like that anymore.

I'm not going to go list every detail of every horrible, fucked up thing the show has done. The list is too long and I haven't watched the actual show in a few years now. by god, I know there is a list out there though.

Anyway outside of my obligatory "fuck this show actually" rant aside

i do love this show because it DOES have a lot of good and cool stuff outside that. but also. its so much wasted potential.

the core premise is:

Hey what if a pair of paranormal obsessed mad scientist parents punched a hole into the after life hell dimension- and what if their son was basically spiderman-ed about it?

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And here's the core part of the premise: Danny only keeps his identity a secret to the humans. Ghosts learn like, pretty much straight away that he's a Halfa (half human, half ghost). He's if spiderman's worst fear wasn't the villains but if like. Aunt May was going to rip him apart.

Oh yeah that's. a thing. Danny's parents literally want to rip his ghost identity apart from, and I quote, "molecule to molecule."

For a an comedy-action show its WEIRDLY morbid and dark at times but then has the tonal whiplash to make you question what the fuck did they just do. How'd they do that and then not care they just wrote that in. Seriously. It'll just lore drop or hint to dark things and then brush it aside because it's main focus is comedy.

Anyway back to explaing what the show even is about. the show likes to say Danny got his DNA merged with ectoplasm but that's stupid af i'd rather say he died but only stayed half dead. He can transform between the two states: living and dead. But he's not just two halves that make a whole -the two sides blend together. He can use his ghost powers as a human -and early on he couldn't control them so he'd just. go intangible or invisible at the worst moments.

The show just. jumps right in. You don't get to see the accident outside the intro (at least until season 2 when they retcon some stuff) you just have it thrown into your lap. He has powers now. He sucks at it. Deal with it.

I think it's important to acknowledge that this show was written before Netflix did streaming. Before Plot heavy cartoons were a thing. (Not to say they didn't have reoccuring plot, it justw asn't the same thing as it is now.) You had to write the show with the limits of:

Comedy being a major focus

You have to write it with the expectation that anyone could jump in and (reasonably) understand most things going on. While there's some continuity and plot progression, the status quo is god.

because streaming wasn't a thing yet, you could only watch the show by jumping into whatever the fuck episode was playing. I doubt it played in order all the time. You just couldn't make a cartoon that had weeks upon weeks of plot developments and expect people to keep up.

The show is, in fact, meant for kids. While it does dive into some darker stuff (being ya know, a ghost show) its still going to be overly silly.

So while YEAH i'll complain about the very very shitty things the show did but I can't soley blame Fuckhateshitman for all of it. It's the restrictions it was made under + likely a lot more circumstances I don't understand. I am a hobbiest animator. I have no real world experience in the animation industry. I can critique the final product but I can never understand what shaped the cartoon. If shitheadmcgee wasn't involved and the studio gave the show more room + had you know, more POC and women on team + animation (even for kids) was respected more then who KNOWS what the show could of been! But like. its a 2000s show. It is what it is. I think the show has its good and bad and i'll harp a lot on the bad rn because I think its important to acknowledge especially to new people, but I do want to frame it by saying it really is the product of its time.

I want it to be better and I hope if it gets rebooted its better. We expect a lot more from cartoons now then we did then. (I know this was a long tangent + kinda over simplifying things but whatever, moving on.)

The (Ph)Fandom

19 years later and here we are. Enter the Phandom (called that before that phill and whoever used the term, idc i'm still going to use the term.) We, the fandom, almost completely just retconned the show's finale. (obviously SOME people still like it but its like. an incredibly small percentage) Like. we straight up pretend it didn't happen. i don't even want to get into it rn. It was SO BAD that the graphic novel that just released literally (spoilers) retconned everything about it aside from a ship pairing.

Anyway the Phandom- personally I think it goes a little TOO harsh in its angst. LIke, maybe a bit too much. But it DOES add nuance and explores the themes and lore that the show just flat out refused to engage with at all. It really digs into the premise of "hey wtf this 14 year is half dead. hello? hello??? thats fucked up.... lets explore that." and i'm here for it.

As long as its not like, masochistic and gratuitous for no real reason. 😬That is my biggest complaint with the fandom is that sometimes it goes over board.

But yeah outside of that, it can also be VERY silly so expect tonal whiplash here too! We got memes. We got fandom holidays and events. Whacky stuff.

OH AND OCs. We have fandom OCs like Wes. The best nonexistant character ever. Love that lil weirdo <3. His whole schtick was "What if Danny had another human villain? What if this random background classmate knew his secret and was trying to expose it?" and its spiraled from there. No one ever believes Wes and he's tortured by it. Some make him out to be a conspiracy nut while others make him more of a threat. (or a joke, as I do) Considering this show has a ghost-version of the Men in Black (Guys in White) conspiracy actually lines up accurately for what Wes does. And, you know. The Fenton's have a portal to the afterlife in their basement. Honestly pretty reasonable.

so like the fandom just kinda... picks and chooses the canon. It does have an edge of "we can do better" but in fairness, as I just discussed, there's an awareness that the version we make is not restricted by the environment the show was made under. I would hope most of the fandom understands this and doesn't say it in the sense of like "oh yeah I know better than professional writers and artists fuck the show 1000%" instead of acknowledging Yes He Fucking Sucks but its also more complicated. I don't want to foster an environment of superiority and disrespect to any media/creators (with exceptions ofc) cause. Jesus christ we live on the internet in 2023 you have to know why I feel this way by now.

Anyway with that in mind, I do think it's a positive thing! I mean, fuck, the show had no new content for almost 20 years I think its obvious by now we'd just make our own doll house out of it by now.

So yeah the Phandom is like this:

We're oddly consistent with the phandom lore we've built around from the canon's lore. We expand it, we make it more queer, we do our own thing. And I really enjoy it! I partake in it! It's pretty cool.

So while there's some merit to the OG show I would not recommend it on account of the amount of BS I mentioned at the start of the post. But I would recommend the fandom! As long as you got a strong black list with trigger warnings in place. Again, I think the fandom is a lil too gratuitous. But oh my god I love so much of what the fandom does. There's so many fics that just stick with me and (ha) haunt me. There's a reason I still come back after all these years. there are SO many good fics.

also the fandom got adopted by the DC fandom a year or two ago. personally i have to have like 80 tags blocked so i can even navigate the tag. Its not my thing but i'm happy people are having fun!!

#personal stuff #dp talk

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bteezxyewriter12 · 2 years

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Consequences/ 2

Pairing- Seonghwa x Named Reader

Word count- 4.5k

Includes- Dom Seonghwa, fingering, unprotected sex (Don't do this, wrap it up), missionary, pussy eating, blow job, deepthroat, cum eating, dirty talk, sex from behind, riding, multiple orgasms, fluff

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Part 1

Eight months later

Seonghwa POV

"Where are you going?", I ask, staring at her as she walks into the living room

Where the fuck is she going dressed like that?

Short skirt, some kind of flimsy top that is basically like bandages wrapped around her chest and high fuck me shoes

"Out", she says simply

"With who?"

She raises her eyebrow, "A guy"

Why is she being secretive?

It's bothering me

"Do I know him?"

She shakes her head, "He's a friend of Yumi's boyfriend. His name is Felix. He's cute and when I met him he was so nice and sweet. He asked me out and I agreed"

He's nice?

Sweet?

He's cute?

What the fuck?

"And his voice is such a turn on"

"His voice?", I ask, getting angry

Why is she going out with this guy?

Why didn't she tell me about him before?

Is he better looking than me?

Is he the reason why she hasn't slept with me in weeks?

Oh god is she gonna fuck him?

"Yeah he has a really deep voice. Hot"

My voice is deep

Maybe not as deep as this Felix guy, but my voice has turned her on before

Has she forgotten?

"And he speaks English with an Australian accent. It's so sexy"

"You don't speak English!", I exclaim

She scowls at me, "I speak better English than you Seonghwa. And I don't have to know what he's saying to hear his accent"

Great

She likes accents

And why do I wish I had an accent?

Shoving that thought away, I ask her, "Are you gonna sleep with him?"

We still fuck with condoms and it has gotten better

I've gotten used to it but I would give anything to not wear one and feel her again

Unfortunately I have to wait until she wants it that way

I did do what I planned and fucked other girls raw but it didn't feel like it did with her

I kept trying, girl after girl, trying to find the pleasure I get with her but I couldn't

And I realize I was being so stupid

I realized if I want her to stop using condoms with me I need to stop sleeping with other girls

I stopped, I got tested, everything was negative and I've only been with her for months

I just don't know how to tell her that

She shrugs, "I dunno. I'll tell you if I do though"

She'll tell me if she does

I don't want her too

I don't want her going out with him

I want her here with me

She should be with me

"Hwa?", she asks, my eyes snapping to hers

"Huh?"

"I said, I'm going now. He's outside waiting for me"

Anger fills my body but I push it away

"Oh ok. Have fun", I say in what I hope is a normal voice, forcing a smile

"Thanks Hwa", she smiles

I watch her get to the door, open it and walk through it

She's gone

And all I want is her back

Fuck

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"Where the fuck were you?", I ask the second she walks into the apartment the next morning

She fucking stayed out all night

She's never done that

"Uh what?", she asks, her eyebrows raised

"Where were you?"

"Uh I was at Felix's place"

She slept with him

I know she did

And she slept over the whole night

Probably in his arms

And fuck I'm so angry

"Why? You could of came home"

"Alright mom. I was fucking tired and I didn't want to have to get up"

"Seriously? I would of came to get you"

She looks at me as if I'm crazy

I feel crazed

This whole thing is bothering me so fucking much

"Yeah Hwa, I don't know what's going on right now with you but I'm way to tired for this", she tells me, "I need a shower then I need to crash"

"You just woke up!"

"After going to sleep really late. We can talk later ok?"

No not ok

But I know her

If I pester her more, she'll just get pissed and won't tell me anything

"Fine", I growl

She nods, then disappears down the hall

And I stand there trying and failing to calm down

I'm not going to be ok until I talk to her

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Hours later, I'm sitting with her on her bed after she showered and slept more

I apologized for being crazy, telling her I was worried about her especially when she didn't text

She accepted my apology and she even apologized for not texting me

Now she's telling me all about the date and I have to sit here and hear it

"Then we went to his place and things got really fun", she giggles

"You...you fucked him?", I ask, upset

"Well yeah. I told you I'd tell you if I did"

I'm so enraged although I have no right to be

She's not mine

"Ok", I answer

"It was good. He's got a big dick and that deep voice. It's so hot", she continues

His dick can't be better than mine

I get her off so many times in one round, even with a stupid condom, there's no way he's better than me

Right?

No his dick isn't better than mine

"He's good with his tongue too", she comments, completely oblivious that I'm getting angrier every second that passes

This guy touched her

She let him eat her out

She's still hasn't let me do that

The most I get is fingering her and licking her cum off, but it's still not enough

It's not the same as having my face, my tongue buried in her pretty cunt

This guy did that and he fucked her

Made her feel good, made her cum

No, not happening

"He asked me out again and I told him I'd think about it. I think I'm gonna say yes. See how it goes"

Not a chance in hell

I have to say something

Right now

"No", I say out loud

"Uh what?", she asks, her eyebrow raised

"No, you're not going out with him again"

"What the fuck Seonghwa-", she starts

"Be quiet", I snap

She stops talking, a look of shock on her face

"You're not going out with this guy again or any fucking guy. You're mine"

With that, I grab her arm, pulling her to me, my lips against hers in less than a second

Her arms fly around my neck, her tongue in my mouth, kissing me hard

I move quickly, stripping her shirt and bra off while she takes off mine

Pushing her down on my bed, I pull her sweatpants and panties down, pulling them off her

Then I quickly get mine off

Opening her legs, I move on top of her, my fingers finding their way to her

She's so fucking wet, soaking my fingers as I move them inside her

She moans loudly and I kiss her, swallowing her moan

Moving my fingers, I pump them in and out, my fingertips rubbing against her spot

Her hands twist her sheets as I move my lips, kissing her lips again, bringing her so close already

I know how to make her cum

What she likes the best, what are her favorite things

And I can make her cum better and harder than anyone else

Better than this Felix guy

"C'mon baby. Cum on my fingers"

Moving my fingers right into her spot, she yells my name, coming, her body shaking

And she's fucking stunning

"Good girl", I praise her, pulling my fingers out when she's done, licking her off them

God fuck so fucking good

I move closer and she whimpers, "Condom"

No, I don't want to

"Please", I beg

"Hwa"

"I haven't slept with anyone without a condom. I swear", I tell her

I just need to feel her

I've been so deprived from feeling her around me

Feeling her warm pussy wrap around me, feel her soaking me with her juice

With her cum

God, I need her

"Seonghwa-"

"No baby. I haven't had sex with anyone but you in months. I don't have anything jagi. I swear. I got tested last month. Nothing"

If she says no, I'll be devastated

But of course I'll do what she wants

She looks at me, hesitation in her eyes

"I promise Jo", I repeat, hoping she can tell that I'm telling the truth, "Please baby, I...fuck...I want to feel you. I want to be inside you, feel how wet you are, how warm, how tight. I want to feel you throb on me, feel you cum around me. Please, I need it. I need you"

Her face smooths over and she nods, "Yeah Hwa"

Relief fills my body as I kiss her, finally pushing inside her without a barrier

She takes me in as if we never used a condom, sucking me in as I move in inch by inch

I moan loudly in her mouth, pulling her arms around my neck then gripping her hips hard

So fucking tight, drenching me

I can't believe I haven't felt her in so long

It's like the first time I ever went inside her

I shake against her when I bottom out, her legs wrapping around me, her arms tightening around my neck

"Oh my god Seonghwa", she moans, "I missed you so much. So fucking much"

"I missed you jagi. Fuck you feel so good. So perfect for me"

"You feel perfect Hwa. Fuck, don't take you away from me again"

"I won't", I promise

This is what I need

She's what I need

I'm never putting my dick in anyone else if it means I can't have her

Pulling out, I thrust back in hard, slamming into her

"Yes Hwa", she cries

I move faster, pounding into her, reveling in the feeling of her pussy back around my cock, pleasure running all over my body

"Seonghwa, fuck. So good"

I smirk down at her, "Better than that fucking guy you let in here?"

She nods

"My cock's better huh? Bigger? More of what you want?"

"Yes Seonghwa. Your dick is the best!"

"Then why did you let some other motherfucker in my pussy?", I growl

Just thinking about her with this guy makes me so angry

And so fucking jealous

"I don't...I just..."

"You just what? I don't fuck you good enough? Or did you want to be on a cock with no condom on?"

She shakes her head, pleasure all over her face as I fuck her mercilessly into my bed

"Did you let him fuck you raw? Like I used to?"

"No", she whines, her hair wet with sweat, panting hard, "No Hwa. You're the only one... who's... who's ever been inside me bare"

Good

I'm glad it's only been me

She should of been the only pussy I let on me but I was stupid, just thinking about sex and getting off

I'm not being that stupid again

No one but her is going to be on my dick anymore

"That fucking right", I snap, hitting her spot deep inside her, making her scream, her back arching so prettily, "I'm the only one allowed to be in your cunt. No one else. My cock is the best you're ever going to get"

"Yes Hwa"

"I'm the only one who gets to make you cum, the only one who knows how to fuck you just the way you like it. The only one who can make you cum and cum until your body can't take it. Me"

"Yes Hwa, yes!", she shouts, her fingers digging into my back as she holds on to me tightly

"I never want to hear you talk about any other guy, any other dick again. You're fucking mine"

"Yes I'm yours Hwa. Just yours"

"Damn fucking right", I growl, sweat falling from my hair, hitting her body

"I'm yours. No other cunt is ever going to be on me again. Just yours. I promise. Never again. I can't be without you"

I know what I'm saying to her

I know what it sounds like

But I'm tired of pretending I don't want her

Tired of pretending that I don't want more than just sex with her

I admit it, I have deep feelings for her

More than friendship

I'm in love with her

I was so stupid to not realize sooner

It took her going out with someone else, fucking someone else, to make me realize

I want her

All of her

"Yes Hwa. You're mine", she moans

"Good. Now cum around my cock baby girl", I demand, "The only cock you're allowed to cum on from now on"

I slam into her, right into her spot, making her scream, her pussy spasming so hard around me as she orgasms

"Seonghwa!"

"Oh god", I whisper, feeling the complete pleasure from her orgasm

Goddamn it I missed this feeling

When she finishes, I pull out and she cries, "No Hwa!"

"Shh baby", I whisper in her ear, "You were telling me all about how good that guy's tongue was. I'm going to remind you of why my tongue is the best"

"Fuck", she moans as I kiss down her body

I need to taste her again, need my tongue inside her hole, need her clit in my mouth

Need her cum on my tongue

I'm fucking craving her

Spreading her legs wider, I put my tongue on her and lick slowly up, between her swollen pussy lips

"Oh fuck so good", I moan, licking the rest of her cum from her, savoring her taste

Swirling my tongue, I burying my tongue in her sweet pussy, her juice flooding my mouth, my chin, my neck

God I fucking love how messy eating her out is

She gets so wet for me, so into it, it's amazing

I lick her swollen throbbing clit, tonguing it like I'm kissing her mouth

God, I missed her pussy, her clit, her juice, everything

Never again

I can't be away from her ever again

Wrapping my lips around her clit, I suck on her gently, listening to her scream, her hands burying in my hair

Every suck I go harder and faster, feeling her clit throb against my tongue, moaning from that feeling

"Seonghwa fuck, don't stop", she whines

Oh I'm not

Not until I taste her cum

Her legs shake around me as she snaps, pulling my hair hard when she cums

Sucking her through it, I listen to her scream my name and as soon as she's finished, I slide my tongue inside her, swallowing her cum

"Fuck jagi, so fucking good", I praise her, "I missed your cum in my mouth so much. Missed swallowing it, missed everything"

She's a moaning mess, not able to answer me and that's more than ok

I love hearing her, making her get louder and louder

Sliding my tongue back in her cunt, she clenches it over and over as I tongue fuck her

Her hips move, her pussy pushing into my mouth, fucking my face and I'm so turned on

"Yes baby. Fuck my tongue like a good girl"

Her hips move faster with me shoving my tongue in as far as I can

One of her hands wraps around my wrist that's holding her legs open, her fingers digging into my skin

"Seonghwa. Oh fuck, Seonghwa", she screams, coming around my tongue and in my mouth

Groaning, I swallow over and over, wanting all of it

After I make sure I got everything, I press a kiss to her pussy, then sit up

And proceed to get slammed on my back, my cock down her throat, a sucking sensation instantly sending pleasure through every nerve, a loud moan leaving my throat

My eyes slam down, watching her take my cock in her mouth over and over right into her throat

Fuck this is something I haven't seen, haven't felt in months

She would only blow me with oral condoms and it completely wasn't the same

The feeling of her mouth is insane, her tongue licking all over my dick as she deep throats me

"Fuck baby, I missed your mouth. Your tongue. So fucking good", I gasp

She slides up my length, keeping my head in her mouth and sucking furiously

"Jesus. So pretty with my cock in your mouth"

She nods, her hand wrapping around the rest of my shaft, jerking me off in time with her sucking

"Yes jagi. Fuck. So good"

Her hand moves so fast and I'm gonna cum

I'm finally feeling her after so long and it's like my body can't handle it

I can't force it back

"Jagi, go all the way down. I'm gonna cum", I cry

I watch her let go of me, my cock disappear, her fucking mouth sucking hard

Stars blast in my vision as I cum so hard, spilling into her throat, the pleasure taking over

I can't tear my eyes from watching her swallow and suck like she can't get enough

She used to love blowing me, loved swallowing my cum, loved how I taste just as much as I love hers

I hope that's still the case

She moves off me when I finish, her eyes on mine

"Still fucking good", she smirks

I launch myself at her, shoving her down, my tongue down her throat in seconds

She kisses me back just as earnestly, her hand moving in between us, clutching my half hard cock

She moves her hand fast, jerking me off, pleasure running up my spine as my cock gets harder in her hand

Once I feel she enough to fuck her, I pull away, turn her over, impaling her on my cock right away

She flutters around me, my cock hardening even more inside her

I pump my length in and out of her, as she struggles to get on her hands and knees

"Just lay jagi", I tell her, pulling her ass up

Putting my hand on her back, I run my fingers up and down, her skin trembling under my touch

Moving faster with each stroke, I split her cunt open on my cock, with her screaming for more

"Fuck jagi, this pussy is fucking amazing. Greedily sucking my cock back inside you again and again. Did you miss how I feel?"

"Yes Seonghwa fuck. The condoms were torture. I hate it"

Well thank god she felt the same way I did

I understand why she wanted them but I wasnt sure if she liked them or not

Now I know

"Never again jagi. We never have to use them again ok?"

"Ok baby. Yes", she cries

Wrapping my arms around her thighs, I pull her legs open more, hitting her spot, fucking her mercilessly

"Don't stop Hwa!", she cries

"No? Does my baby like me this deep inside her? Destroying this cunt until you're numb?"

"Yes!", she screams

Chuckling, I answer, "Thought so. They way you're creaming my cock shows me how much you love me inside you"

There's so much cream pouring out of her, she's leaving a huge mess everywhere, most of it pooling around the base of my cock

"Please Hwa", she cries, her fingers clutching her sheets so fucking hard, "I wanna cum so bad. Please baby make me cum on your perfect cock"

"Always", I assure her, thrusting harder

She's almost there already, her little slit straining hard around my cock

Such a pretty sight

"Cum for me", I tell her, my head going right into her spot

"Seonghwa!", she screams, writhing under me, her orgasms so blissful on my dick

Keeping her in place, I fuck into her more, helping her ride the pleasure

"That's it baby. Keep coming just like that for me", I urge her, her cream making an even bigger mess than before, her hole throbbing hard

"So pretty baby. Such a pretty throbbing slit. So much cream coming from that tiny hole. Covers my cock so well"

"Are you done jagi?", I ask when I know she finishes

"Yes", she whimpers

"Good", I tell her, pulling out of her, "Get on my cock and ride me"

Laying down, I put my hands behind my head, nodding at her

She scrambles up, her hair and body covered in sweat

She looks so tired but she eagerly climbs on me, slipping my length inside her

Her legs move almost immediately, bouncing hard on my cock, pleasure filling me instantly

I watch her in amazement, one of her hands behind her, gripping my thigh so hard, the sound of skin slapping resounding in her room

She grinds against me every time her cunt takes me in, almost like she's dancing on my cock

"Oh god Seonghwa", she cries, "God you have such a perfect cock. So good for riding"

"Yeah jagi? You think so?", I smirk, loving how desperately she's fucking me

"Yes Hwa. I love being on your cock. I hate getting off you. I want to be on you all the time"

"You can baby", I answer, sitting up, my arms around her, pulling her against me

Her arms move around my neck, holding me close, continuing to bounce one

"You can have me anytime baby", I whisper in her ear. "I promise baby. I'm yours"

"I'm yours Hwa", she whimpers, her lips pressing against my neck, sending shivers down my spine

"Baby", I whine, kissing her shoulder, running my fingers along her back

"I wanna cum on you again Hwa. Again and again", she whimpers

"You will jagi. Everyday", I murmur

Sliding my hand down between us, I rub her clit furiously, listening to her moans in my ear

"Cover me in cum jagi. Please wanna be covered in your cream"

"Seonghwa", she moans my name so softly, ecstacy running through me as she orgasms

"Yes baby. Good girl", I praise her

"Fill me Hwa", she whimpers in my ear, "Please baby, want to be so full of your cum"

"Oh jagi", I groan, my body shuddering in pure bliss as I cum deep inside her

Her lips crash into mine, kissing me deeply as we both orgasm on each other

It's perfect

Everything is perfect

The pleasure, the way she feels, the way she's kissing me

Her

Perfect

When we both finish, we don't pull away from each other

I move both of us into the bed, getting her on her back as I lay on top to her

Her arms move around my back, holding me so tightly against her, her tongue playing with mine

I don't know how long we kiss for but it's a really long time

Our lips against each other's, tongues against each other's, softly touching each other everywhere

God I just want to stay like this forever

I'll be perfectly happy kissing her forever

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I feel a kiss on my cheek, then movement on the bed

Groggily I open my eyes to the bed empty next to me

I recognize I'm not in my room but in hers

Last night slowly comes back into my mind, making me smile

We spent a long time kissing, leading to more sex and more sex until we tired each other out and fell asleep

Best night of my life

Closing my eyes, I'm not ready to get up

When she comes back I want to cuddle more and when we really wake up I'm going to talk to her

Tell her how I feel, tell her I want only her

And from how she was last night, I think she feels the same

I feel her come back in the bed, her warm skin on mine, her head under my chin

Wrapping my arm around her, I press a kiss to the top of her head, cuddling as close as I can get

Only after she's next to me do I let myself drift off back to sleep

"Hey Jo", I say, entering our living room

She looks up at me from the tv, "Hey Hwa"

"You uh weren't there when I woke up", I say, sitting next to her on the couch

The second time I woke up she was gone and I really didn't like that

"Yea. I woke up and couldn't go back to sleep. You looked so comfy, I didn't want to wake you up. We uh...kinda went to sleep really late and I didn't want to bother you"

Oh, ok that makes sense

I thought she left because....well because she woke up, saw me and regretted what happened or something like that

I'm relieved that's not the reason

Nervously, I clear my throat then ask her, "Can we talk?"

"Sure Hwa", she says, muting the tv, turning to me and giving me her full attention

I don't know how to even begin this conversation but I'm not walking away

I take her hand, so scared

She intertwines our fingers, giving me some hope

"Jo, I want to try this for real", I tell her, looking up at her, "Me and you. Do...do you think you'd want to?"

I keep my eyes on her as I nervously wait for her answer

"I don't want to try Hwa", she says, my heart deflating and I move my gaze away from her

I guess she doesn't have feelings for me

And it hurts

"I want this to be real with me and you Hwa. I don't want to try. I want us to be together", she explains, my hear beating faster in hope, "We don't need to try Hwa. We just fit together. Kinda perfectly too"

I nod in agreement, "We do"

"If we're together there's no trying. It's just doing, it's just being us"

"Yeah Jo ok. I want to be us", I answer, so happy

"Are you sure?", she asks, "Because I've kinda been waiting for you for such a long time and if you think you might bail-"

Pulling her closer, I cut her off with a kiss, the feeling of her lips on mine complete heaven

"I didn't know you were waiting jagi", I whisper when the kiss is over, "But I swear, I'm not going to bail. Never. I can't. I love you too much"

There

I said it

Hopefully it won't blow up in my face

"You better not. I love you so much too Hwa and I don't think I can survive you leaving me"

Her words register in my brain and my heart, my body explodes in sheer joy

"Never. I will never leave you, jagi. I love you"

"I love you baby", she smiles, coming into my arms, her lips against mine, "My Hwa"

"My Jo", I whisper in between kisses

"Want you", she whimpers, her lips against mine again, her hands moving under my shirt

Pulling her into my lap, I stand up and go right back into her bedroom, laying her down on her bed

He eyes move to mine and she smiles so brightly at me

She's mine, all mine and I don't think I've been this fucking happy in a long time

She's right, we don't have to try anything

We belong together

Perfectly

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How about the next part of I wanna hold you? Or just anything that would break our hearts. I'm feeling like a good cry is needed.

I'VE BEEN THINKING OF SOMETHING!!! IM GONNA MAKE A PART 2 OF "I WANNA HOLD YOU" BUT I WANNA MAKE A REAL HURTFUL AND SAD ONE.

SACRIFICE...(What if-)

Natasha Romanoff × Fem! Reader

Warning: Angst, sad, no happy ending, sacrifice, crying, break up, mental health mentioned?

Summary: Everything is too late.

(Set on -The Avengers Endgame- Year:2023)

After Natasha Romanoff sacrificed her self for the soul stone, Clint came back all alone. Y/N was there to check the Avengers for any updates.

-----FLASHBACK (BEFORE THE CHAOS)-----

You and Natasha have been dating secretly since The Avengers 2012. And no one ever knew about that since she's very sneaky and good at hiding things, and so are you.

It's hard for both of you. Cause it's not very stable and it's dangerous, she loves you and you love her. You tried to convince her that she's not a monster or any kind of a weapon and she believes you. You two shared many nights and days with each other without anyone knowing. Comforting each other and loving. but as always- Tragic and unexpected things do happened. The Avengers was doing great until-

The Winter Soldier came. Two groups were divided, team cap and team ironman. Natasha assured you that everything will be ok and the team will be ok, nothing to worry about. But she was worry cause she doesn't have a choice but to fight in the civil war. She hated it. She knows that Tony was wrong but doesn't have a choice, because of a stupid contract. You were on top of the tower watching the Avengers go against each other on the monitor. You heated it too cause it's all wrong.

After many hours pass by, you saw that The team ironman is getting inside of the jet now. And you also saw that Natasha blast Steve before going inside the jet, practically saving him and betraying Tony.

They got into the tower and when Natasha came back she straightly went to you. Hugging you and telling you everything and you helped her with her bruises and wounds, after she went to Tony's office.

They talked and basically they fought, Tony knew the betrayal that Nat did. He knew about you and the relationship between you two, she was guilty and she wants you to be safe and protected.

After that she was looking down and she faced you. Wanting to break things apart because she's scared of putting you in danger. You fought with her and cried Infront of her, she's just looking at you straight in the face with no emotions. She hated it and she just wants to hold you.

"We can go through this Natasha! We've been through a lot..." You said, crying. Your voice breaking. "Y/N- we can't. It's not safe, I love you but it's not possible for us anymore." She said and left you there all alone. You cried and cried- sleepless night, overthinking. Your angry at her. You love her.

Next day you found out that she's on a run, she left the tower and Tony was un bother, still angry and pissed at Natasha. She's gone and you were all alone.

It's all over the news that she and Steve are on the run, they're not together though. She's also alone. No where to go- that's what you thought.

Days, Weeks, Months and she came back with a blonde hair. She ignored you and focused on her mission like a heartless woman, but she seems happy. And you decided to ignore her too. It's hard because after many years together it just ended like that, you love her. She's a part of you.

Natasha's POV:

I love her. Still. Every minutes, seconds without her is a pain in my heart. I left because of the guilt inside me, I was all alone thinking about her and only her. Until I was faced into a mission, meeting Yelena, Alexei and Melina. We were all reunited all over again. But still I want Y/N besides me. We finished the mission freeing the other Widows from Dreykov. I didn't wanna go back to the avengers tower ever again but I want to see Y/N and maybe fight just to protect her. I didn't care about the world at some point, I want to protect my sister, my family, my y/n.

-----PRESENT DAY-----

Y/N's POV:

Natasha did sacrificed her self, Clint explained and Y/N was there, she was shocked. Even though many years and months past by and Natasha kept on ignoring her, she still love her. She left the room and cried at the bathroom, punching the mirror and breaking down on the floor. She cried and now she's not in her normal State anymore. Nothing is left for her, No parents. No siblings. No Natasha. And because of that she's done.

While everyone was gone she hacked the avengers lounge, the machine was there and not even thinking she started it and it worked, she spawned her self and she transported to the place of the darkness, Vormir.

She was on top of the edge where Nat fell and behind her was Red Skull, she begged that she would sacrifice her life in order for the soul stone and Natasha to comeback, intrigued Red skull saw her innocence and love, her innocence and love is worth the sacrifice for both. And it's a deal then.

She jumped of the edge and Nat woke up in an unknown place. The avengers then went back to the lounge and when Banner operate the system Natasha spawned there, Alive.

Everyone was shocked. How? What? Was the question and they watched the systematic monitor for an explanation, the CCTV and saw y/n hacking the avengers lounge and going inside the machine without any doubt.

And the war between Thanos and everyone was on. Natasha was full with anger. She was supposed to die and she wanted to change it and save Y/N but the machine broke. Before y/n used it she automatically locked it so no one would use it ever again. Natasha fought the war. Angry and because of y/n's sacrificed the stone was in purity. Tony didn't have to die. The war was quick. And with Natasha's anger she uses every strength of her body to fight.

-At y/n's funeral

Everyone left and Natasha is still there alone. It's almost midnight and the moon is very beautiful, shining and the starts were also patterning. Natasha chuckle with a tear in her eyes as she spoke.

"Why would you sacrifice yourself for me? I clearly didn't do anything. I was a coward" she said her voice cracking..... "I love you and I never stopped loving you. I sacrificed myself for you and you did the same to me but the difference is you succeeded and I failed." Her tears running down her face. "Don't worry. If something happened I'll sacrifice my self for the world and if I die, I hope that you'll be with me." She sobbed "I hope that I'll die soon...." She sobbed again and chuckle "I love you."

After that Natasha is always with you, sitting besides your grave even if your grave is empty. She then bring Yelena and introduce her to you. Every mission she's always confident because she knows that your always with her in the sun and in the moon.

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@natsrealgfhihi I finished a storyyyyy!!!😭♥️

A/N: REQUEST ARE OPEN!!!

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