#I'm sorry y'all but every so often I think of this movie and I get REALLY. PISSED OFF...

[sunvmars]

sour | s.r. [2]

pairing: steve rogers x afab/fem reader

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word count: 3.2k

warnings: swearing, brief mentions of abortion, pregnancy/pregnant reader- that's ab it

summary: you and steve discuss plans for the pregnancy, steve faces the consequences of his actions

a/n: oh boy have i got a little plot twist coming for y'all soon. also, the chapters will get longer as more of the story is revealed!

“I’m pregnant, Steve.”

Steve's hold on you became a little tighter. He found himself unable to fully process the information you'd just dropped on him; you being pregnant wasn't something he had even considered. You stood still in his arms, allowing him time to process the news and awaiting any type of response from him. He took a deep breath, his mind racing with thoughts and emotions. The words kept repeating in his head; she’s pregnant, she's pregnant, she's…pregnant.

"Steve? Did you hear me?" you questioned, voice slightly muffled by how you were being pressed into his chest.

Only after hearing your voice again did he move. He released his grip on you and took a step back to look you in the eyes. His eyebrows furrowed, his expression containing a mix of disbelief and confusion. There was something else hidden below the surface of his gaze too- a deep-rooted concern. A concern not only for you but for the tiny little life growing inside of you too, the life both of you created.

"What..? I'm sorry, this is just, uhm, wow."

You cock an eyebrow up at him, "That's all you've got to say?"

When he doesn't respond, you scoff. His eyes search the room as he tries to avoid direct eye contact with you.

"Well, now that you've made this abnormally awkward, I think I'm gonna go home now," you chuckle, trying to hide your irritation, ''Since I'm having your baby, please feel free to call me when you've got something else to add, alright?"

He grabs your arm when you turn to leave, "Wait. I'm sorry, y/n. Come inside, please. We can talk in here.”

Reluctantly, you allowed Steve to guide you into the apartment. His grip on your arm stayed gentle but firm like he thought you were gonna turn and run away at any moment. Once fully inside, you noticed how everything seemed so familiar yet foreign at the same time. Most of the pictures were off the wall except for two.

One picture was one that Tony had taken at the beach a year ago. The photo was of you, Steve, and Bucky sitting in the sand. You were laying in Steve's lap with your head resting on his chest while playing rock, paper, scissors with Bucky for the last slice of Steve's birthday cake.

The other photo just had you and Steve on your first date. You'd made him take a picture with you in front of the movie theater you went to. It was the oldest theater in town and, at some point during the night, you made a joke about how the theater was the only thing as old as him in the city.

He'd rolled his eyes at the joke but found himself unable to contain a smile when he saw your face light up as you laughed. You were witty, and that was his favorite thing about you, even if he was on the butt end of the joke. As long as you still had that pretty smile on your face, he didn't care how many jokes you made about him.

The soft, white couch you'd picked out together when the two of you first moved in was still there too and so was your favorite vase. The vase was missing the flowers though- the flowers he'd come home with every Friday without fail. More often than not, the ones he bought the week before weren't even dead yet, but he'd buy you new ones anyways.

"Ma used to tell me that if someone buys you flowers and they don't die for a long time, that means they really love you. But it's unavoidable that they'll die eventually, right? So I figured that if I buy you new ones before the old ones die then you'll never get the chance to forget how much I love you," he explained, leaning down to place a kiss on your forehead.

"Right, but what if I forget anyway?" you joked with a smile.

And then he shrugged and gave you a peck on your nose, "Then it's a good thing I'll be right here to remind you, honey," he cooed.

You bit your tongue, forcing the lump in your throat to go back down upon remembering all of the moments you shared. This was your home until just a couple of months ago, and now it felt like you were standing in a shell of what used to be your safe space.

Steve led you to the living room, the last room you'd been in before he gave up on your future together. He gestured for you to take a seat and you plopped into your favorite recliner that didn't even seem like it'd been touched since you left. The tension in the room was palpable as he sat on the far end of the couch, the side farthest away from you.

"You scared I'm gonna bite you or something?" you joked, rubbing a hand over your aching stomach.

He gave a short-lived chuckle before speaking, "Listen, I'm sorry for my reaction," he began, his voice filled with sincerity, "I didn't expect this, and I'm sure you didn't either."

You nodded to show your understanding, "It's alright, this is a lot for both of us."

"What do you wanna do..?"

"Me?"

His brain blanks as he tries to think of whether or not he'd said something wrong.

"Yeah?" he finally says, almost saying it like a question.

"It's not just my decision, Steven. You get a say in this too."

"I do?"

You laugh a little at his confusion, "Yes. You do."

"I'm sorry, it's just that with everything that happened I... I'm trying to say that I'd understand if you didn't want me involved in this decision," he says, looking down at the floor to avoid your eyes.

"Steve, look at me," you begin, pausing until he looks back up at you, "I wouldn't leave this choice up to just me. Whatever decision we make has to work for both of us though."

He looks up at you with surprise etched all over his face, "Thank you, y/n. It's more than I deserve."

"Mhm, tell me about it," you sigh while still rubbing a hand soothingly over your stomach, trying to ease the nausea.

He's silent, avoiding the dreaded breakup conversation. Luckily enough, neither of you are ready to have that discussion yet. He claps his hands together in his lap quietly and clears his throat to get rid of the silence.

"Do you know how far along you are?"

"No, not yet. I have to find a doctor. I'll ask Tony to make the call for me tomorrow."

"So, what do you wanna do?" he asks again, emphasizing the 'you,' "Have you thought about...you know?"

"The alternative? Yeah, I thought about it for a bit, but I think I wanna keep it. I've only known about the little guy for less than an hour and I'm already attached."

What you said was true, you did think about every possible alternative from abortion to adoption; but at some point on the way here, you'd decided on keeping it. You feel a bit of hope when you look down at your stomach. You smile to yourself, momentarily forgetting all your troubles. Though your smile is quickly replaced with a frown when you remember the situation at hand. You look up to lock eyes with him, seeing he's clearly hesitating to respond.

"But if you don't want this, I can raise him or her alone. Y'know, move out of town or move a few states away to be closer to family so there are no unwanted run-ins. The whole nine yards," you say softly, wiping a stray tear off your cheek.

"Oh, y/n," he mumbles, "I'm sorry. I didn't want it to be like this- I didn't want any of this."

You take in his words, trying to make sense of them. You felt your heart beginning to break as he remained silent. How can he just give up so easily before it even gets hard? Not that you'd pressure him into raising a kid he didn't want, I mean you did give him the choice, but his words still come as a surprise.

"So, the whole nine yards it is then?"

"I'm sorry, y/n..."

“I need you to look at me and say it, please.”

Steve looked around the room, appearing as though he was about to cry. His eyes finally land on you and you swear there's bits of guilt and regret in them.

"I don't want this baby."

That was all you needed. Hearing him say the words to you only solidified that y/n l/n and Steve Rogers didn't stand another damn chance. You sniffled as you stood up, trying to conceal any glimpse of sadness he could possibly see in you. You make your way to the door and go to turn the handle only for him to start speaking and stop you in your tracks.

"Y/n. I'm sorry, okay? I wasn't expecting any of this. I don't know what I want yet."

"Of course you do, Steven, you just said it," you say with a fake smile as you turn to look at him, "I'm not upset with you for not wanting this, but I'm disappointed that you're not the man I thought you were. If you change your mind, you know where to find me, but decide soon because I won't let you be in and out of our lives."

With that, you leave and quietly shut the door behind you.

The drive back to the tower is entirely too slow and painful. You slipped your shoes off once back inside the comfort of your room and made your way to the bathroom to run a bath. After sinking in the warm bubbles and water, you unlocked your phone to unblock Steve's number. You awaited a text as you bathed- a text that never came, that is. You felt a little silly for ever thinking he'd want this with you but brush the feeling off quickly as it makes you feel physically sick.

You dry off, slip into your favorite night clothes, then slip under your covers. After trying to fall asleep for four hours and either waking up after a few minutes or not being able to fall asleep at all, you text Bucky to see if he's awake. It's about 3 a.m., but he responds after only five minutes to tell you he's coming to your room. The fact that he knew you wanted him to come over without saying it had a smile spreading across your lips.

When he arrived, you hugged him tightly and let out a shaky breath you'd been holding. He pulled away from the hug and looked at you with a concerned expression painted on his face.

"What's wrong?" he asks, hands resting on your arms.

"I'm pregnant, Buck."

You laugh a little to hide the way your voice cracked but Bucky sees right through it. He frowns at the sight of you, taking in the dark bags under your eyes and your skin that was paler than your usual tone.

"Let's go sit down, yeah?" he smiles warmly.

The two of you sit on your bed in silence as you lay your head on his shoulder. You make small talk after a few minutes, Bucky mainly asking questions about what you plan to do and how you feel.

"I'm guessing you told Steve?" he inquires.

He feels you nod slowly against his shoulder and he takes it as a sign to continue.

"And how did he take it?"

You shrug before speaking, "It seemed like he wanted to be a part of it all at first...then he said he didn't want this, but then he said he wasn't sure."

"Huh," he sighs out of confusion, "You know I'm here for you though, right? Both of you are my best friends, no matter how stupid he's being."

"I know you are," you reply.

"I know it's early and all, but have you thought about if you want a girl or boy?" he asks cautiously, worried the topic might upset you, "If you keep it, that is," he quickly adds.

"Buck, can I be honest with you?"

"Of course."

"I went to Steve's to get his input, but I think I decided to keep it as soon as I found out about it. I hate Steve so much right now, but this baby is a piece of both of us. I can't bring myself to get rid of something so innocent just for being a part of him," you explain, "I know it's not that simple for other people, but I did want kids with him eventually. I'm not unhappy with the pregnancy, I'm unhappy with the circumstances. Boy or girl, I'll be overjoyed either way."

He smiles to himself briefly, "You've got the biggest heart, you know that? You'll be a wonderful mother, y/n, and I mean that."

As hard as he tries to come up with an explanation for his friend's odd behavior, he can't. He'd promised you that he wouldn't go digging for answers when you broke up, you'd told him you didn't care to know and that it wasn't his problem. You're his friend, so he respected that. But now? Now it wasn't just you that Steve was abandoning, which meant that now he had to have answers.

Your breathing slows after a little bit, a sign that he recognizes as you getting sleepy. Slowly, he lays down, cradling your body so that you lay down with him. He lets you rest your head on him as he strokes your hair back soothingly. He waits until he hears your soft snores to gently ease your head onto your pillow before getting off the bed. He'd decided that he was going to get answers, even if it was three-forty in the morning.

Back at the apartment, Steve had only moved once to turn off the lights, pour a glass of alcohol, and sit in your recliner. He would never say it now but he hated being alone in the apartment without you. This wasn't his home, and it never was, not without you there with him. The space that used to be filled with your laughter and your love now felt void of anything other than cold. He sat in the dark, alone with his thoughts, as he did almost every night since you broke up.

His phone buzzed, startling him out of his thoughts. The timing of him getting a message was unusual given the late hour. He picked up the phone and saw it was from Bucky, he smiled softly in hopes that his friend would offer some sort of help. He was sadly mistaken.

Bucky: We need to talk.

Steve frowned at the cryptic message as he typed a response.

Steve: About what?

Bucky's reply was swift.

Bucky: You know exactly what.

A knock sounded at the door no more than ten minutes later. He sighed, mentally preparing himself for whatever talking to he was about to get.

"It's open," he called out.

The door opened to reveal Bucky. As he walked in, the light from outside lit up his face and allowed Steve to see his expression of concern and irritation. He closed the door behind him and then turned to face Steve.

"I'm starting to worry you're turning into a vampire or something, punk. Why are you sitting with all the lights off again? Haven't we had this talk before?" he questions, flipping the overhead light on, "Have you been crying again?"

Steve groans and rubs his wet eyes with his free hand, "No," he lies.

His eyes narrow in Bucky's direction as he walks towards where he's sitting. Steve then brings the drink up to his lips to take a sip only to have it yanked away.

"Buck-"

"Now this is new, is this alcohol?" Bucky asks, bringing the glass up to his nose only to recoil at the scent, "Steve, oh my God, What is in this?"

"Whiskey, tequila, a little bit of everything. Well, everything she left here."

Bucky looks away, desperately trying to contain a laugh, "You can't even get drunk. What are you doing? What's the end goal here?"

"The taste helps me forget how big of an idiot I am," Steve confesses as he snatches his drink back, "It's like a punishment."

"Glad you know you're an idiot, it makes my job here easier."

"Did she send you over here," Steve asks, looking up at Bucky through his eyelashes.

"No, she didn't. But she told me what happened and I came here on my own," Bucky responds, "You know as well as I do that she can fight her own battles."

"Then why are you here?"

"To check on you. And like you said, you're an idiot. I'm here to figure out why you're being such an idiot, though. Whatever Steve you've been for the last four months isn't the Steve I know."

When he doesn't answer, Bucky continues talking, "I've let this go on for far too long. I should've asked when I noticed you were acting weird, but I chalked it up to how rough that last Hydra mission was. But this whole baby thing is the last straw, Steve. I've had to put up with your dumb decisions recently, I deserve an explanation. The woman carrying your child does more so, but we'll get to that."

Steve let out a heavy sigh and his shoulders slumped as he realized there was no escaping the conversation. Bucky had always been a straightforward friend. For as long as they knew each other, he was never one to beat around the bush, and he wasn't about to start letting Steve get away with stuff now.

"I don't even know where to start," Steve admits, his voice laced with frustration.

He takes another sip of his drink, hoping it might give him the kick he needs to explain himself. His face turns up at the taste and Bucky tries yet again to conceal a laugh.

"Okay, enough of that," he says, taking the drink back out of Steve's hands.

Bucky crosses his arms and sits on the end of the couch closest to Steve, giving him a stern look, "How about you try starting with why you decided to walk away from her? She's the best thing that ever happened to you, Steve, we both know that."

Steve winces at his words. He knew Bucky was right, as he usually was, but facing the same truth every day didn't make it hurt any less. It actually hurt worse since he knew that this entire situation was his fault.

"So?" Bucky says, urging Steve to speak.

Bucky instinctively brings the glass up to his lips and takes a sip. His expression turns from understanding to disgust as he spits the drink back into the cup.

Steve chuckles under his breath, "Habit?"

"Think it was the feeling of the cup in my hand, not sure why I did that. Guess old habits do die hard," Bucky explains, "Anyways, get to the explaining."

"I... I don't know, Buck. I messed up, bad."

"We already know that, care to elaborate?" Bucky prodded.

"It wasn't up to me, Buck," Steve sighs, speaking again when he sees Bucky's confused look, "Remember that Hydra mission you were just talking about?"

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[rivalswrites]

Hello how about Peter as a best friend? Maybe reader is also a hero and they can be hero buddies but they also know their real identity and hang out :3

Rooming with Spiderman while also being a hero

Before you read, please be warned that I'm writing based on my impressions of them not only in the game (though it's the biggest inspiration), but some of them with the movies/shows in mind too.

I hope you don't mind, but I made you and Peter roommates for convenience hehe

Sorry this isn't super specific, I had some trouble thinking of what to add

Masterlist

Rooming with the friendly neighborhood Spiderman™ was great, because on top of being best friends you were also a superhero. Meaning you two often hung out a lot more than the average person you think was healthy- but y'all were just guys being dudes.

Obviously separate rooms were a must, privacy is always important, but honestly that didn't matter anymore. You'd both end up somehow getting your laundry mixed up and wore each other's clothing without even noticing (suits were never mixed up).

The communication between you two wasn't always ideal, but a system can always be worked out. If Peter had a very important project at work that took up a lot of his time, he'd make sure to tell you so you knew you'd most likely work as a hero alone for awhile- more on your plate perhaps. And obviously, vice versa- you have something important he'll take up more hero work.

The flat you two shared definitely wasn't the cleanest, but it wasn't dirty either. A bag of chips was always on the coffee table, as well as some sodas- whether they were empty or not was unknown until cleaning day came around. Chores are always split evenly, you clean one space he cleans a different space, sometimes you split up a spaces cleaning (definitely the living room, maybe the kitchen), and dishes duty alternated unless absolutely necessary.

It was great being his friend, he was smart and knew how to get out of a pickle. He was also willing to take care of you when you needed it, and obviously you'd do the same. The both of you knew how hero-ing was, how dangerous it was, so it's no shock the two of you always checked in with each other every now and then about how it's going in that area.

Civilian life isn't always spent together, the both of you have jobs and separate social circles, but a lot of the time free afternoons are spent playing video games or dogging on horrible reality TV.

TMI does NOT exist between the two of you, it hasn't for ages- even before you two had moved in together.

Overall: it's great being friends with Peter, he's nice and in turn you are too. Typical dude stuff, no?

[panda-writes-kpop]

international love ~ huh yunjin (requested!)

a/n: Merry Christmas, everyone!! my Christmas present to y'all is the promise that I'm working on request, albeit slowly, but I'm getting there. loved writing this fic (yunjin my beloved), and I hope everyone else enjoys it just as much. And to the person that requested this, I hope this is what you were looking for. 🫶

tw: a bit of angst at the beginning that turns into fluff, long distance relationship, a bit suggestive at the end

word count ~ 1.7k

summary: you've been missing your girlfriend, huh yunjin, since she went to Korea to chase her dreams of becoming an idol. now that your career as an actor has taken off, the two of you have a chance to reunite in the city of dreams: NYC.

♡ Masterlist ♡

"Babe."

You snap out of your thoughts at the sound of Yunjin's voice coming from your phone speaker.

"I'm listening, Yunjin, there's just some loud noises going on outside of my apartment." You bluff, hoping she'll buy it.

In truth, you hadn't been listening to her, but you had been thinking about her. She's been away in Korea for a year and a half, and you've been missing her presence as of late. Long distance worked for the two of you, when she wasn't busy with schedules and you weren't busy with your work.

As a rising American star, you had your own filming schedule to deal with. Movie production had just wrapped up for the night, and you know that Yunjin would be starting her day with interviews, dance practice, or whatever else kept her busy throughout the morning.

Whatever it was, she would often have a bit of downtime when the cameras turned off, and she'd pull out her phone and start messaging you. Messages turned into phone calls, and soon you'd find yourself talking to her face-to-face until she was interrupted by her manager, or your agent was calling you to confirm a booking of sorts.

The distance had been rough on you two, at first, but you looked forward to your nightly - and her daily - calls. Still, you couldn't help but miss hearing her laugh in person, the way her lips met your cheek every time you woke up together, or the feeling of her resting in your arms after a long day.

"Are your neighbors still practicing their drums at this hour?" Yunjin throws her head back and laughs, and every bit of you wishes that you could reach through the phone and kiss her at this moment.

There was no drumming to be heard but the beat of your heart in your eardrums, but you played along with her idea - it's better than any lie you could've come up with.

"Yeah, they're still at it. I wish they'd get picked up by a touring 80s band so I can have a night of peace." You draw out your sigh, which gets a stifled giggle from Yunjin.

"I wish I was there with you. I bet you'd forget about all that noise if you were with me." She teases as you widely smile.

"Me too, Yunjin, me too."

An all-consuming silence washes all over the both of you as thousands of words threaten to roll off your tongue.

I wish you'd come back to America. I wish I could come and visit you. I adore everything about you.

I miss you.

"Yunjin-ah, stop talking with them before the manager scolds you again!" 

You hear Eunchae softly scold her older member as Yunjin shouts a reply that the microphone doesn't pick up. 

"Sorry, babe, I've got to go. Same time tomorrow?" She tilts her head, and you nearly lose all composure at the gesture.

"Sounds good, darling. I love you, and I'm so proud of you." You softly say as Yunjin waves goodbye.

"I love you too-"

"YUNJIN-"

The call cuts off before you hear Eunchae lay into Yunjin, and you let yourself smile for a moment before laying your phone on the nightstand. 

Your head hits the pillow as you close your eyes and imagine a world where there isn't thousands of miles between you and your lover.

~

"I have good news." Your lips almost betray you as Yunjin leans in towards you. "I'm headed to New York to do some promotion for the movie!"

Yunjin lets out a scream that would've been ear-shattering if you had been in the same room as her. She happily claps for you as you take a pretend bow.

"That's great! When are you going to New York?"

"Sometime in late October. My agent is working out the details now." You think back to your last conversation with your agent, where they happily told you that you will only have a couple of scheduled events over those two weeks. That means that you'd finally have a break, which was exactly what you needed at this moment.

You just found yourself wishing that Yunjin could be by your side for those two weeks.

Yunjin scrunches her eyebrows for a moment, deep in thought, before responding.

"Can't wait to hear about all of your amazing adventures. You'll take pictures, won't you?" 

"Honey, you know that you're much better at photography than I will ever be," You hold back a laugh as Yunjin attempts to sway you by slightly pouting, "but I'll do my best for you."

The smile on her face reappears as she happily tells you all about her day, and the misadventures of her and the other members over the week.

"You girls sound like you have so much fun together." You comment after her last story, but she notices the way your lips turn downwards before recovering into a soft smile. 

"Is everything alright?"

"I mean, I'm good, but I've been really missing you as of late."

"Aww, I've missed you too." Yunjin glances away from her phone for a moment before looking back at you. "Can I tell you something?"

"Of course." You nod as Yunjin sticks her pinky up towards her phone. "What are you doing?"

"You have to promise not to tell anyone."

"Yunjin, this is ridiculous-"

"Promise me." Her voice switches to a serious tone, which sends you backpedaling immediately.

"I promise." You stick up your pinky, and it takes everything in you not to laugh as you both shake your phones in agreement.

"Now that that's settled, I can tell you the good news: we're headed to America for some of our promotions."

"Yunjin, that's so exciting for you and the girls!" You proudly say. "You all deserve it, you've been busting your asses for a long time."

"I also may or may not have heard that we have a scheduled performance in New York..."

Your eyes light up the moment she mentions New York.

"Tell me when and where, as soon as you know. I'll be there, I promise you." Your heart quickens at the thought of Yunjin being near you again, but you know she probably wouldn't have time with all of her schedules.

You gently let yourself down as Yunjin glances away again.

"Oh shit, I'm gonna be late for dance practice. See you tomorrow!" She blows you a kiss before ending the call.

Tonight, you fall asleep with thoughts of Yunjin by your side.

New York, here I come.

~

NYC was the city of dreams. It was the place where you were first scouted, the first set for your first movie, and the first late night show that you were ever featured on was in NYC. You had a love for the bustling city and its endless streams of people, even as some of them pushed you to the side as you walked down the street.

After finishing your first interview with another cast member earlier in the week, you were done with promotions until the weekend. That left you with enough time to see LE SSERAFIM perform a few songs and do a close-up interview with fans. You didn't want to draw any attention to yourself, so you donned a face mask with a pair of sunglasses in order to draw attention away from yourself. Besides a few odd glances here and there, it tended to do the job.

You slipped into the back of the venue, with your agent by your side. They wanted to see the girl they'd been hearing about for months, and you wanted to get the girls a new fan. It was a win-win scenario for all.

The girls came out to loud screams from the crowd, and you absorbed yourself in their energy as you cheered along with them. You spot Yunjin from a mile away, but she won't recognize you. 

You told her you'd be there, but you'd keep yourself hidden. You didn't want to start any rumors between yourself and the girls, considering how badly that could go for either of you. 

Besides, with the help of a begrudging manager, you had something special planned for later in the night.

~

You anxiously await Yunjin in the hotel room while you're dressed in your finest clothes. She was supposed to be back a few minutes ago, the manager assured you, so everything was ready in time. 

You had a spread of her favorite foods prepared by one of your favorite chefs in NYC. You'd also taken the luxury of getting a window-side room that opened up to the busy streets of NYC. The view was breathtaking, but you couldn't imagine anything looking better than Huh Yunjin walking through that door.

You immediately jump to attention when you hear someone fiddling with the doorknob. A few voices come from the outside, and you realize it's her members. They wish her a lovely evening, and you hear the confusion in Yunjin's voice until she opens the door and sees you.

Her eyes widen as she sets aside her luggage in time to receive your hug. She squeezes tighter than you do, and once you're both satisfied, you pull away enough to give her the kiss you've been waiting for.

Yunjin is sweet like cherries and refreshing like the ocean, so you're nearly knocked to the ground when her lips leave yours.

"I missed that," She breathlessly says before letting out a small laugh, "but I missed you more."

She pulls you in to kiss your cheek before grabbing her luggage and heading inside. You quickly close the door behind her before taking her hand and leading her around the room.

"You did all of this... for me?" The surprise in her voice is evident, as is the genuineness in yours. 

"I knew that this might be the last time we see each other for a while, so I wanted to make it special, just for you."

"Just for me?" She's astounded, as if you wouldn't climb a thousand mountains to please her every whim.

"Love, I'd do anything to keep that smile on your face."

Her smile reappears as she drops her luggage off at the bedroom door. Yunjin turns back to you with a mischievous look on her face.

"Since we've got the place to ourselves, why not make up for lost time?"

You don't have to state your agreement before she pulls you in for another kiss. Thousands of kisses are shared that night, the night you won't forget until you and Yunjin are reunited once more.

[ghiblinsm]

cannon list

first movie:

Wade doesn't actually know anything that really happened to you in the workshop, just bits and pieces that were hinted by Francis.

“You have to live with the shitty thing you did for the rest of your life.”

you love your dad, really you do. but you will always have a bit of resentment for what he signed you up for.

"It doesn't get better, and it doesn't get easier. I can't keep lying to myself,"

during the months you were being injected fluids in your blood, Austin had kept asking his mom to call Wade and see what happened.

“Yo, this is Wade. I’m either out doing mercenary stuff, getting into trouble, or just avoiding your call. Leave a message. Beep”

Anytime Wade sees you with clothes that show your arms and legs, he always thinks about how the scars on your skin were caused by him. (not s.h scars but thunder like scars caused by other types of torture)

“Who knew that bringing my daughter to a workshop full of dangerous crap would be a bad idea? Genius move, Wade. Just chalk it up to another day of being a fantastic father.”

He's never brought it up but sometimes he notices you looking in the mirror a little longer then usual then sees you later in a new outfit of pants or leggings and a long sleeve or cardigan.

"I can't stand to look at my scars, every time I look at them, I'm reminded at what happened. How he failed to protect me and i don't want to hold that against him..."

More often then you two both like to admit, you both make a bunch of self-deprecating jokes about being a bad father/daughter.

Wade: "You know, sweetheart, I always thought I'd be a great dad… but I guess I took 'daddy issues' to a whole new level, huh? Can I put that on my résumé?"

You: "At least you made the list. I didn’t even make it onto the ‘good daughter’ list. I’m just the bonus kid with the emotional baggage. You’d think I’d be on sale by now."

second movie:

When you first met Russell you could only think about how scary it must've been for him to be surrounded by people trying to say they knew how he felt.

"You’re a mess, Russell. But I took responsibility for your actions, and I can’t just leave you."

when you were put in the ice box prison you kind of gave up, just like you father. except since you saw how much Russell was trying you decided to at least help him not get beat up.

"I’ve spent my whole life trying to do what’s best for everyone else. I forgot to take care of myself."

during the whole ordeal your heart and mind were in-between resentment and pity for your dad. he was acting like the world stopped when vanessa was shot when it didn't. you still feel bad for feeling this way.

"The only way to get through the day is to keep pushing forward, even if it feels like you’re dragging the weight of the world."

a secret you didn't even tell your dad was that when most of the x force died you giggled and sent a video to Austin.

"I'm sorry for your loss...*later* Austin i need to laugh so fricking badly but i can't because i'm with colossus. what do i do?"

Wade's a little disappointed in himself for this one but, when you all were in the ice box prison and he saw you trying to keep Russell out of shit, he thought he could leave Russell in your hands and stay out of everything, despite more prisoners getting violent.

"I want to be the person who helps people. I want to be the person who can make a difference. But I don’t know how."

Third movie

the day Wade tried to join the avengers you were chilling with Austin who was on the phone with Peter and somehow interviews came up in discussion and you heard Peter ask Austin how common alliterative names were because Happy was talking about a disrespectful guy that came in for an interview and had a 'dumb' name.

"I’m just a guy who loves a good time. Who cares about the rest?"

when nicepool led y'all to his honda, you were thinking back to peter's situation with two other spiderman and when wolverine and your dad were in the car you couldn't help but ask nicepool how his y/n was.

"You can’t change the past. You can only learn from it and hope that you don’t repeat the same mistakes."

you were friends with laura for a short while at the age of 11 and when you two met again in the void you both immediately did y'all's handshake out of instinct.

“Life is short! So we should spend it having fun and making memories!”

couldn't really think of more stuff for the third movie that would involve spoiling stuff I have planned so it was cut short.

hope y'all liked it!

"Well everyone loves me" by Rizzy105 on wattpad

[matt-imagines-popcorn]

i saw that your requests are open!!! if it's alright i'd like to request makoto, yun, yang and jamie with a himbo bf headcanons!!

i rlly liked the himbo oneshot you wrote and wanted more!!^^ if you've already written this type of request for any of the characters mentioned sorry!!! i can't remember the ones you've written for atm :'}

if you do end up writing this tysm!!! i love ur work!!!!

Yep! Of course! Though I excluded Jamie since I'm waiting for SF6 to fully come out before writing any of the newcomers. Literally, all I know about him is his theme (which fckin’ slaps btw).

Edit: For some reason, Tumblr got rid of a whole paragraph? Should be fixed now sorry about that!

Makoto, Yang, and Yun with a himbo boyfriend!

Makoto

Makoto is already bold and straightforward,  so it takes her a while to figure out that her boyfriend has a critical case of himbo. The only time she starts catching on to your condition is when she’s trying to flirt, but even then, she most likely blames herself, believing she’s not being more clear about her intentions (Which I guess in a sense is kinda true …). 

Makoto doesn’t think you’re dumb at all. Anyone that thinks that better keep their mouth shut! If she hears even one ill word, she takes care of it herself! More times than not, Makoto has the offender by the ear, forcing them to apologize while her boyfriend stands clueless. You appreciate it though. 

She admires your power greatly! And is super happy to have a sparring partner! Though she will notice if you lessen your blows with her! Come on. She can handle a punch or two! Give it your best shot - oh you don’t fight? … Would you like to? Makoto really wants you to learn how to fight if you don’t already know, at least let her teach you the basics! She just doesn’t want your strength to go to waste, that's all!

Yang

Yang knew you were a himbo almost immediately, his older brother being one himself. Not that he minds, his experience just means he is better suited to endure you. Though that’s not to say he is merciful, he’s a teasing machine once the situation is right.

He understands that you’re an adult and not fully gullible 100% of the time, so he has a very hands-off approach, not budging in with your affairs too often. He finds it amusing when you don’t catch on to someone's jokes right away, finding your realization. However, it's an entirely different story if someone tried to bad mouth you. If they assumed they’ll get away with it, they got another thing coming at them real quick. 

Yang is a bit quiet with his affections, but I believe that his touches do show his appreciation towards your muscles and overall strength. When you two spar together some people (and perhaps even you!) will notice him being a bit touchy around your shoulders and back. When you two are relaxing Yang takes his place by your side, leaning against your shoulder as the two of you watch movies. 

Yun

Yun is also a himbo (and y'all can fight me on this)  and is in the same boat as you. More often than not did you do something that’s so obvious that you like him and yet, it flies past Yun like a bullet train. Yang finds amusement in this for a short while till it just gets sad and annoying. Yang sooner or later will just force you too to hang out till one of you breaks and admits you like each other.

Yun is a bit better at catching on when people are trying to be rude to him and/or his friend. He’s pissed when they talk about him but it's a whole other situation if they talk poorly about you. Once he catches the offender being a douche, toward his boyfriend?!? It’s game over buddy! It literally takes you and possibly Yang to get him off the poor dude.

Every day, without fail Yun asked his boyfriend to spar with him.  It doesn’t even matter if you know how to fight or not, he still asks (and perhaps even offers to teach you a little bit). He just doesn’t see the point in not at least sparring if you're so strong! And no matter who wins, it will end with Yun gushing about you in some way. [Sorry I’m deviating  here but I really like the idea of Yun hiding in his hat as his boyfriend picks him up ahbajkasw sorry carry on!]

Sorry if Yang and Yun are ooc! For some reason I struggled real hard figuring out how to write them

[bedlamsbard]

If you’re still choosing violence: 20 and 21!

20. part of canon you found tedious or boring

Doctor Strange is, I think, the only MCU movie where even on first watch I was just straight up in another tab doing other stuff, which I really try not to do if I'm not actively watching something for background noise. (And I don't do that with my writing fandom canons, since I'm always rewatching for either vibes, voice, or details.) It just doesn't do anything for me at all, I'm not comfortable with the Orientalism in the first film, and I don't need either the characters or the worldbuilding, so I've never rewatched.

21. part of canon you think is overhyped

I mean, every part of it is overhyped from a different angle, it just depends where you're at -- like, if I'm saying this from my Instagram MCU perspective, I'd say FATWS without hesitation, because I really disliked it but a lot of people in my Insta circles love it. But FATWS doesn't really come up that often in my Tumblr MCU circles. Likewise, a year ago I probably would have said NWH, but it mostly vanished without a trace and it doesn't really come up anymore. (The Spider-Man films in general have this problem.) I actually do think WandaVision is very good and it's had better staying power than a lot of the rest of Phase 4. CATWS is just as good as people say it is (I mean, I say it is), but how the rest of the MCU deals with everything that happens in it makes it retroactively a worse movie. Black Panther is great, but it has a specific trope in it that I very much dislike so I don't rewatch. GotG's a combo of things I might like put together in a way that doesn't do it for me. I really like parts of Thor Ragnarok, really dislike other parts, and like TWS, how the rest of the MCU dealt with it makes it retroactively a worse movie. I could go on. I think in general that's one of the MCU's big problems -- no matter how good a single movie is, the rest of the saga can make it retroactively a worse movie.

okay but in terms of what I personally think is overhyped because I see it all the time and it drives me up the wall -- Captain Carter. I'm sorry, this is a Captain Carter hate blog. (I'm fine on Peggy! I don't dislike Peggy! But I really dislike Captain Carter.) After What If Captain Carter just had what seems like a completely disproportionate response both from fandom and from Marvel (did y'all know she has an ongoing comic series? on top of the live action appearance in DSMOM), and I don't understand why aside from grrl power, I guess, plus I really dislike her execution in the show and in DSMOM, and I also don't feel like the canon or the fandom engages with (a) anything that would make her interesting or (b) any of the actual consequences? It just feels really lazy compared to how carefully the mainline MCU dealt with Steve (up until Endgame) and just shorthanding some of what they did with Steve for Peggy, but most of that you can't just transfer over wholesale, which is what they're doing. even the uniform! Steve's uniform evolution is developed in very, very specific ways and they just TAKE the CACW uniform and flip it back to WWII but with the Union Jack and that doesn't WORK, because the CATFA uniforms are ALSO developed in very specific ways! like, I could go ON about how much I hate this and it's EVERYWHERE and I don't GET IT.

and that's putting aside the fact that that's not even the thing from What If that was most interesting -- in a rightful world, Star-Lord T'Challa should have gotten all the hype that Captain Carter gets, and I don't even think you can write that off on Chadwick Boseman's passing anymore, which I was willing to give them for the first six months or so, but we're well past that now. you're telling me that T'Challa being in space was so powerful that it literally changed the entire face of the Marvel universe and that's less interesting than Peggy Carter stepping over Steve's bleeding body to get superpowers? where are T'Challa and Nebula's space adventures? or Party Thor (which I also strongly dislike) and Jotun Loki having shenanigans? Natasha and Clint living through an apocalypse? Post-apoc Natasha having to learn how to live in a new universe where she's literally the walking ghost of a murdered woman, while having to deal with a fresh-out-of-the-ice traumatized Steve and also fighting a resistance movement against an Asgardian occupation? various Stranges? Shuri and Pepper vs Killmonger? I grant the whole Gamora and Tony thing is supposed to be in S2 (still holding out for that one's AU being Tony getting trapped on the other side of the wormhole in Avengers), so I'll let that one go. also the zombie 'verse is there too I guess. you're telling me CAPTAIN CARTER is more interesting than any of that? I don't GET IT.

(you know I am going to lose it in the worst possible way when S2 finally airs and they Winter Soldier the CC'verse Steve.)

[mintleafkitty72]

for the tmnt ask game :)

5, 7, 14, 27, and 34

Hiya! :]

5. Which iterations are you familiar with?

The ones I have watched are 2012, Rise, 2007, Bayverse, Mutant Mayhem, and I'm currently in the middle of watching 03! But I'm definitely most familiar with 2012 and Rise.

7. Which iteration is your favorite?

My favorite iteration has got to be Rise probably because it was the first time I had thought about any show/movie characters deeper than surface level and I connected with a character and it opened so many doors for me about who I am and allowed me to do the same for other show/movie characters in other stuff I watch/read. It is also my longest ever hyperfixation currently in my life and it is still going 😂

14. Which version of Splinter is your favorite?

My favorite version of Splinter is honestly either Rise Splinter or Mutant Mayhem Splinter. Why? Idk 😅Although, even if I'm getting through it really slow, 03 Splinter is also great.

I also think the Bayverse Splinter was kinda cool, but not my favorite and 2012 Splinter has his moments.

27. What is something you love to see in TMNT art/fics?

I feel like this is really mean 😂 but I absolutely love angst/hurt that specifically involves Rise Leo in one way or another. Especially with topics regarding the movie and stuff to do with the EPF and him just going through fight after fight and eventually just either breaking or being caught by his family (or both sometimes) and having to start talking. I also love seeing the literal fear or pain or sadness on any of their faces in art (I'm a sucker for facial expressions) and being able to feel those emotions and picture it if I'm reading a fic. But having it also involve what the rest of the family are going through and them ALL having their own experiences. AND only if the hurt/angst is followed by comfort and the family coming together and taking those baby steps to heal together. Or just some kind of comfort. How long that comfort may take to come, who knows.

I don't know how y'all do it, but a lot of the writers and artists portray all the bros, Splinter, April, Casey, CJ, and literally so many rising characters' emotions so well and it always hits me so hard because it is done So. Well. You all are very, Very talented people and I'm honored that y'all are sharing your own masterpieces with the rest of the fandom for us to feast on /pos. Every single one of you are huge inspirations, whether you are well known in the fandom or not, all of you are absolutely awesome.

(That's actually the main reason why I got Tumblr was so that I could support tmnt writers/artists/creators and I'm actually so honored to interact with y'all and make some awesome, wonderful friends :]) (Sorry, I didn't mean to get off track 😅)

34. Which character do you write/draw most often?

I've just recently been getting into drawing more consistently but the character that I probably draw the most often is Rise Leo (surprise, surprise! 😂)

Thanks so much for the ask!! I appreciate it :] This was a lot of fun 😁

I hope you have a wonderful rest of your day/night! 😁

[schrodingerspsycho]

List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who reblogged something from you! get to know your mutuals and followers ✨

Thank you for the ask! And sorry it took me so long to get to 😅 I also got the same ask from @andsoigotabutterfly first, but I'll answer them both here.

My girlfriend @nogenderblender9358! We talk every day and nothing makes me happier. I don't know how I got so lucky 🥰🥰🥰

My dog! She's a chocolate lab named Cassie, and I adore her. There's nothing better than taking a long walk or having a nice cuddle with my puppy 🥰🥰🥰

My friends! I don't get to see them often because most of them live in different cities of varying distances away, but my best friends are the best people I know. I don't think I've ever had as much fun as I do when I'm with them 🥰🥰🥰

Writing! Whether it's fanfiction or something original, I absolutely love writing. I definitely don't do it as often as I would like, but the joy I feel when I create something that I'm proud of is unmatched.

My fandoms! All of my favorite shows/movies/books make me incredibly happy. I love watching/reading them, analyzing them, coming up with theories, talking about them on Tumblr, and just playing scenes of my blorbos on loops in my mind.

Thanks again for the ask! I'm excited to get to know more about y'all 🥰🥰🥰

[mxblah]

Time For the Life Update (10/19)

Hey Ya'll! First i should say that i'm sorry for being nearly inactive for the past monthish (idk who i'm apologizing to i have next to no followers). I went inactive cuz i moved focus to my twitter -go follow if you aren't i'm @/MxBlah- due to it beginning to gain a bunch of traction. However in the midst of the collapse that twitter is experiencing i'd love to be on here more often! I love to vent/rant on here sooooooo lets catch up.

I started high school this year and i'm pretty neutral on it so far. A lot of my favorite people ended up at different schools than i did and the ones who do go to my school don't have any classes with me :( However, the workload isn't as bad as people made it out to be (so far at least).

As for my personal life i'm finally getting my name legally changed tomorrow (as long as the judge approves it which has me nervous). The idea of me getting to live my life as my true non-binary self has got me thinking and i realized a bit of a curse following me... if you know me personally for long enough you will come out to me eventually. THAT is the gay agenda at work right there!

To make things negative real quick i had a falling out with one of my best friends this summer. He was that one intense friendship that every queer person has at one point or another where you are most definitely VERY attracted to them but just can't admit it. He knew I liked him for a bit but he assumed I was over him long before I actually was. He was "straight" but as time went on the joking flirting that i often do turned into something else. That's not why our friendship is strained right now though. (TW for discussions of sexual harassment if that's not something you want to read about skip on to the next paragraph) Basically he started repeatedly asking certain people for nudes and to have sex with him even after they said no multiple times. He only ever asked me for either of those once even though he knew I had been dating someone and we had been committed for a while. It got to a point where he has got his contact with everyone taken away. Even though what he did was fucked up and he hurt people I still don't want to throw away our friendship like that y'know?

Anyways some fun things i've done recently are;

Seeing the eras tour movie with some friends followed by us all sleeping over together

Going to homecoming with my amazing partner <3333333,

And celebrated a longtime friends birthday the same day I celebrated my partners!

Well sorry for how long that was. I hope I can make some friends here! I hope y'all have a wonderful rest of your day/night -Aster

[strunmah-mah]

Alright DC comics fandom (batfam mostly but some of the rest of you too) I have a bone pick. I think you hold the comics on too high of a pedestal.

There's a large section of this fandom that refuse to engage with the comics, and I get why that's frustrating. As characters and arcs get transferred through fandom osmosis things get over simplified sometimes. And unfortunately that sometimes becomes the only version of a character somebody is familiar with.

But sometimes a refusal to engage with the comics means they're still watching the cartoons, the tv shows or the movies. And y'all snub your nose at that too. And that's not fair.

Comics are hard. It's not a welcoming format for new comers. y'all can make as many reading guides as you want, but it's still true. It can be hard to figure out a good jumping point, availability can be a major deterrent and if you're not plugged in you can be unprepared for when crossovers happen and suddenly you've missed a portion of the story. And that's not even touching on the fact nobody can agree on which runs are good and which are bad.

Fans have every right to stick to adaptations which are often more cohesive then the comics could ever hope to be.

I'm sorry if you're mad because someone has only watched a show that you think did your fave dirty. But if it has the branding, that's a legitimate version of that character. And that is the source material for that continuity. And any kind of insisting otherwise is gatekeeping.

You want a comparison from another fandom. The very first version of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles was the Mirage comic book run. It started in 1983 and ran till 2014. The oldest version most people acknowledge is the '87 cartoon. it was wildly different than the comics and when a movie come out in the 90's it was definitely more inspired by the cartoon than the comic. But people who only saw that movie are no less tmnt fans than the original comic readers. When Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles came out in 2018 it was the 4th tmnt cartoon and people hated it for being so different from everything that came before, and it was. But it also picked up elements of the turtles that were part of that very original Mirage appearance not that "true fans" cared to acknowledge that because they had seen the 2012 version and they knew what the turtle were supposed to be like, Now Rise is sweeping any tumblr poll the turtle are a part of, and the rise only fans are no less fans than the orignal mirage fans.

So, I'm sorry the Arrow made Oliver Queen a capitalist or if Titans made the entire team jerks. But people have every right for that to be the only canon they engage with and still participate in fandom

[averagepossumenjoyer]

"Tag nine people you want to get to know better" thing. (I'm not against such things, on the contrary, I would like more of them, I don't know, for some reason I've been very sociable lately.)

Tagged by: @macaron-jester

Favorite Color: Purple. It's always been purple. Idk why.

Currently Reading: "Five books of the lives, heroic deeds and sayings of Gargantua and his son Pantagruel". We are currently studying medieval literature in lectures, and I decided to start with this one from the whole list. But I like it and I didn't regret this decision at all. I think I'm going to be obsessed with medieval literature in the near future anyway, I think I'm going to be too interested in this topic the more I start studying it.

Last Song: Hush -- Deep Purple. It's been about an hour since I listened that song on my playlist, lol.

Last Movie: I watched a lot of movies during the holidays, but I remember that the last ones were "The Mask" and "Shrek the Third".

Last Series: Honestly, I'm not a fan of series just because I'm too lazy to watch them, although sometimes I really want to. But at the same time, I've often felt gusts of nostalgia lately and I've been watching some animated series because of the memories and the fact that they sometimes inspire me. "Adventure Time" was one of them.

Sweet, Savoury, Spicy: Sweet things can't be without savoury things, just as savoury things can't be without sweet things. They are complete opposites, but at the same time they exist in harmony. I can't choose one thing, I need this damn balance every day, sorry.

Craving: I usually don't eat for half a day, so when I get home, I'm ready to eat anything. But sometimes I think about cinnamon bun, garlic bread, or ciabatta. Or schnitzel with pickled cucumbers. Or about cranberries in sugar. I'm not picky about food.

Tea/Coffee: Once upon a time, I couldn't live without tea. Now I can't live without coffee.

Currently working on: That's where the fun begins. A comic that I plan to release either on October 31st or November 24th (I even thought about rescheduling it to December.). It's actually a long story, because I want to do it probably from 2021 or 2022, (I even have some kind of storyboard of some moments from then and one concept art or something like that. Actually, that's not all, there are more such things, it's just what I have access to now) but then I lacked the skills, 2023 was a big shock and disappointment for me, which caused me to be in a kind of stagnation for a long time, and in 2024 I may have recovered from that year, but I was just exhausted. I think this year I will finally create what I wanted and I will have to start in the near future to make it.

I'm currently making concepts for the main characters, and so far 3/8 of the main and minor ones are coming out. There are a lot more secondary characters as well as the main ones, but I can't show some of them in the way I would like. I can't post the finished part now because I want to show them all together.

Sometimes I open FL Studio, but for this I definitely need to catch the moment when some annoying melody starts playing in my head. A couple of days ago, I didn't have time to save that kind of the melody. But maybe I'll recreate it someday if I remember. I used to have a guitar and I could play the first half of "Killer Queen" before the chorus according to some tutorial. Basically, I'm just drawing, rather than doing music thing.

Beware of this, y'all, more than half of my subscribers! But I'm not insisting, I'm just suggesting.

@flowuraa @c00kietin @artsandstoriesandstuff @bvannn @owlthatnestslow @hyperiinked @lavendercheesecake @ridiculouslyaverageguy @tobyfoxfacts

rules: tag nine people you want to get to know better

Tagged by @indrid-hot - thanks a bunch!

Favorite Color: A nice, warm, sunny orange - but also honestly most other colors of the rainbow and then some.

Currently Reading: The Tevinter Nights Dragon Age short story collection.

Last Song: L'appuntamento - Ornella Vanoni

Last Movie: Ah, gosh. HM. I haven't watched anything that's not a TV show in a while. I semi-voluntarily caught the last fifteen minutes of Scrooged over the winter holidays I guess?

Last Series: Last series I watched any part of is, as always, "Emergency!" because I will never not be stuck in 70's paramedic hell. If we're talking new-to-me shows, a friend's making me watch Grey's Anatomy (early seasons) once a week, probably because observing my growing despair about the characters' poor life choices is fun. I don't even normally watch medical shows, and yet here we are lol

Sweet, Savoury, Spicy: Savory if I had to pick

Craving: Some good spaghetti with olive oil and obscene amounts of lightly toasted garlic.

Tea/Coffee: Yes please, lol

Currently working on: OH BOY WHAT A QUESTION.

Spinning: Gotland on my spindles (4-ply, one single per spindle, for funsies - except I accidentally mixed up which bits of fiber go with which single on which spindle, so that'll be fun to sort out...), 7oz/200g of red Merino on the wheel (for a crochet hat, followed by 9.5 oz of red and black Merino for a woven scarf). But also 24.5oz/700g of grey Merino. And cotton on the supported spindle. And I've got some laceweight viscose on the mini turkish spindle that I should really work on...

Crocheting: Half a dozen things, including a lacy collar that needs buttons and blocking, a gigantic star-shaped wrap-around shawl, an incredibly boring granny square top for my little sister, and too many others to count.

Art: The Emergency! tarot as the eternal never-ending WIP; I also have some Dragon Age Veilguard related plans revolving around the Grand Necropolis and irl Catacomb Saints and I'd love to get some DA-style tarot cards done for all my player characters.

Writing: I still have a couple unfinished fanfics that need another chapter, as well as two deeply self-indulgent OC/Emergency! crossovers that friends are making me write, and I also have some Dragon Age stuff in the works - though if anyone will ever see that is another question entirely.

Music: Practicing various stuff for LARP; also slowly chipping away at Hozier's Work Song because my partner asked nicely.

With no pressure, I will tag: @geminyde, @caseyscraftycorner, @swords-n-spindles, @alpacazappa, @rosesonneptune, @rose-of-pollux, @zooarchaeologyatdinner, @kalikatze aaaaand I can't decide on a 9th person to tag so whoever wants to do this: You're It!

[natsglorifiedsimp]

Soft

Another Wanda fic for y'all <3 nah its actually for someone who's currently obsessed with Wanda lol

If the team was asked who is the most soft-hearted person, they would say your name without a heartbeat.

You were kind and sweet and on top of that you were soft. You always go out of your way and greet children when they say hi. Often you would always buy cat food or dog food when you see a stray when you're out for a walk.

Sometimes Wanda had to stop you from adopting them. You would cry over movies and always feel sorry for the character even if it's not real. You would cry over a sappy video.

In short, you are kind and considerate. You always do things that make the team question "Why didn't I think of it that way?"

During charities that your team donated to, you guys aren't really required to go but if you wanted to you can. Sometimes you and Wanda argue with that.

And mostly, you remember every dislike and likes of the team. You always make different sandwiches for each person and make sure that it was the right ingredients. You check in on everybody and always consider how they feel about a certain topic.

That was you.

---

"She's crying again" Tony whispered through the kitchen. The team glanced at Tony with furrowed eyebrows.

"Who?" Bucky asked.

"Y/n" he whispered more silently.

"Did you make her cry?" Wanda turned her gaze to Tony which Tony smoothly avoid. "Tony, I swear to-"

This time Tony did look at Wanda, "Of course, I didn't!" he rolled his eyes. "She's on her phone and the same video keeps playing over and over."

"Oh, she maybe ran across another sappy video" Bucky shrugged and the team nodded in agreement.

"I'm gonna go check on her," Wanda said discarding her apron and taking the excess of the batter that got on her hands.

Before she could, you suddenly showed up in the kitchen with puffy and red eyes. Wanda's heart soften.

"Hi love," she smiled wholeheartedly. "What's up?"

"You guys are my great friends," you hiccuped. "And I ap-appre-ci-ate you guys." you sobbed.

All of them were in awe.

Tony the ever-so-insisting on being vulnerable looked at you ridiculously. "And why are you saying that?"

"Because I love you guys" you sobbed. "A-and I saw a video where you have to appreciate your loved ones while you can because he didn't get a chance to," you stutteringly sobbed.

Tony stifled a chuckle but inside his heart was swelling and Wanda knew that.

"We love you too" Nat chimed in and you sobbed more.

"Oh, honey" Wanda cooed. "Come here." you timidly made your way to your girlfriend.

"Let's get you back to bed, hm?" she soothed and you nodded.

"You on your period today?" she asked and you nodded once more.

"But that's not the point" you mumbled.

"I know" Wanda quickly agreed. "You're extra soft. That's all." she placed you on the bed and later lay beside you.

She gently runs her hands through your hair and lulled you to sleep.

"I love you too"

[coolyiooo]

STEVE HARRINGTON X FEM READER (SMUT)

⚠️ WARNINGS⚠️: bondage, hair pulling , tied up ,a bit of biting, blindfolded

You and Steve have been dating for a couple of months now and you two always hung out together, sometimes "his children" or robin would interrupt your dates, a lot, so you two usually like to hang out in eachother homes, today his parents were gone for the night and he decided to invite you for a movie night so ofc you agreed.

You two were watching grease because you didn't know what else to watch, he was hugging you from behind as you two laid on the couch, his chin on your shoulder and arms wrapped around you, you felt loved and protected, your glad you have a man that treats you right but sometimes he can be a bit of a idiot, not long into the movie you started to hear quiet snoring from behind you, you turned ur head slightly to see his head laying all the way back with his mouth slightly hung open, you chuckled ,you didn't really get mad you just thought he's been busy quite often so you let him sleep because you wanted him to get rest and for him to owe you for sleeping while hanging out.

After a bit into the movie ,towards the end actually, he finally woke up ,he was stretching intensely and making loud groaning noises, he wasn't even trying to subtle, you turned around and eyed him, he started back with tired eyes and he realized that he slept "oh shit! I'm so sorry (y/n)" "how was your nap?" "I-.. it was actually really great....why didn't you wake me up?" "You seemed so peaceful plus you've been busy with "your kids" every so often and Everytime I see u come back from hanging out with them your sweaty or exhausted, so I let you rest" he chuckled and hugged you tightener "thanks (y/n)..I felt more rested since you were in my arms and the next thing I knew I slept" "aww how adorable but you do owe me" "wait a minute did you let me sleep just so I can owe you later? " You laughed "noooooo...well yes...it was killing two birds with one stone" "woooowww" he smiled "don't worry it's not a bad punishment " you turned yourself around and sat of his lap ,you whispered in his ear "I'm sure you'll love it though" putting your body up against his,your arm was caressing his arm, he looked at you with a slight smirk and bright eyes "yea?" He put his hands on your hips, "I would think so"

you got up and grabbed his hand, ran up stairs to his room, you two were laughing knowing where this was going to go ,Steve closed his door and went in for a passionate kiss, he was such an amazing kisser, just his kisses alone could leave your legs weak, as y'all were kissing you guys were slowly going towards his bed but before anything more could happen "no remember you owe me" "wait but I thought "this" was how I was supposed to owe you" you chuckled "not exactly...lay on the bed" he obliged and laid on the bed ,you then rummaged around his room looking for two things, something to cover his eyes and a belt, you've been wanting to use handcuffs on him while blindfolded to see how that would go,he looked at you with confusion, you found one of his belts and found a bandana ,you crawled on top of him

He looked at the bandana and belt "what r u planning on doing? Spanking...me?" He said low-key terrified,you laughed "noooooo...well not today" he looked at you with slightly wide eyes,you laughed again "today I wanna blindfold and handcuff you but there's no handcuffs so a belt will do fine" "hmm...doesn't seem like a punishment "he smirks "we'll see " you smiled.

You first took his shirt off and then You tied his hands together with the belt and covered his eyes with a bandana,you took off your clothing and went back on top of him, you first started to kiss his lips then started to slowly go down to his neck,leaving some hickeys,he started so moan silently ,you started to smirk and he felt it "already enjoying yourself I see?" "Im just getting started pretty boy" you bit him gently, he hissed in pain but smiled afterwards, you went back to kissing him, you came face to face with his crotch area and started to unbutton his pants, you slipped his underwear and jean pants off and saw his cock spring free, already hard with a bit of leaking precum

"wow I only just kissed you 'alReaDy enJoyiNg yOursElf?' speak for yourself darling" "I can't help it, it's you after all" you smiled to yourself, you pumped his dick a couple of times ,he started to roll his hips with your hand slightly while quietly groaning, you licked the tip and swirled it very slowly with your tongue, you heard his breathing stutter a bit

You then grabbed his cock and put it in your mouth, you bobbed your head up and down on his shaft while pumping up and down on the rest that you couldn't fit in, he groaned "(y-yn)-... Mmmmm" you started to feel him twitch, drool started to leaking in the corners of your mouth, you started to rub on your clit as well and started to moan ,Steve could feel the vibration of your moans on your dick which made him closer to the edge, he started to squeeze his hands into a fist for the pleasure being too much "(y/n)...I'm...gonna.." you stopped and took his dick out of your mouth "why'd you stop? " he said basically whimpering "I just rather you come inside me...well with a condom ofc" you took your clothes off and got a condom and slipped the condom on his cock with your mouth ,sucking on it one last time

You positioned his cock against your wet cunt and set yourself down on him slowly, you both moaned silently,you started to move up and down his hard dick gently with your hands on his stomach "oh ..yes" Steve groaned, you saw that his eyebrows were furrowed and mouth open slightly, you started to jump on his dick, it was fast and quick and it felt amazing, you started to moan and he started to groan louder which made your cunt even more wet, clamping down on him more, he started to yank on the belt connected to the bed frame "what u trying to do huh?" You said, "I just wanna feel you...please" "I'm sorry darling but this is your punishment" you kissed his cheek "please (y/n)" "hmmm beg louder" "please (y/n)!" "Please what?" You jump on him harder and faster, he clenched his hands more than before,barley containing the pleasure "p-please let me touch you.. ahh~.. feel you..kiss you.. mmMM" "alright then but remember" you stopped your pace,held his chin up "I'm still in control" he nodded, you released his hands free and took the bandana off

He instantly sat up and put his hands on your hips while kissing you passionately, while he was kissing you, you started to jump on him roughly again, rubbing his cock with your cunt perfectly and tightly and his dick hitting you deeply in the right place, you were both moaning into the kiss and panting heavily, you put one hand on his back ,clawing it and leaving red scratch marks, the other was on his hair, pulling it hard that his head was yanked all the way back, he moaned louder from the hair pulling, you started to kiss over his new hickeys "fuck! (Y/n) your so beautiful.... And amazing....I'm so FUCKING CLOSE!" "Me.. too!" He used his hands that were on ur hips to go faster, your cunt was on it's breaking point "fuck! Steve!" You moaned loudly "GNN (y/n)!" He slammed your legs and cunt on his thighs and came deeply into you in the condom

You two were basically hugging eachother,gripping tightly wherever your hands were, y'all were panting sweating messes but Steve chuckled softly and you did too, for you, his smile and laughs were always contagious "that was amazing" he said, you smiled "yea i like to see you begging" , you two let go of eachother and he pulled out of you and threw the condom away, he got you a towel, turned the fan on, and got some water for you and him and wrapped you around his hands and kissed your neck "we should do this with you next time ".

[bellafragolina]

Congrats on clearing out your inbox! 🎉🎉🎉 Way to go!

May I please request some slow dancing with Ingo & Emmet?

ahhh, thank you!! i'm quite proud of myself!! i've gotten down to around 70 or so requests now too! getting closer to sixty as we speak! it's v exciting for me (and a little unbelievable, tbh)

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Ingo:

"Wise men say," Ingo croons into your ear, voice low and soft, "only fools rush in." Your steps are small, barely side-to-side, rocking together to the beat of the music. "But I can't help falling in love with you."

"Shall I stay?" You sing back, head rested on his shoulder. Ingo buries his nose in your neck. "Would it be a sin? If I can't help falling in love with you."

Ingo lifts his head, nose tracing along your cheek, and carefully slots your lips together. You cup his face, hands still a little wet from where you were washing dishes before Ingo swept you into the dance and serenade.

He dips you down some, smiling into the giggles you give. Your steps become less sure, more stumbling, but Ingo follows them without hesitation, his voice low and clear. "Take my hand," Ingo brings your hand in for a kiss, "take my whole life too," he kisses the rings that adorn your finger, "for I can't help falling in love with you."

Another kiss passes between you, warm and certain.

“Mama!” The patter of little feet scurry into the kitchen, whining of some perceived slight the other conspired. The moment of romance passes, fading into the domestic frazzledness of the every day life you both have built for yourselves. “Papa!”

Ingo chuckles as you fuss over the little twins grasping at your legs, his arms still snug around your waist. “I can’t help falling in love with you.”

Emmet:

It's not often that Emmet slows down this much, preferring to just rock you around the living room rather than trying to recreate a swing dance he saw in a movie once. Still, these moments, as rare as they are, fill him with a certain sereneness he can't seem to find anywhere else. The slowness, the closeness, all of it relaxes Emmet in a way he can't seem to manage with any other coping mechanism.

He supposes it's because he loves you. He loves you, he loves you, he loves you. He could shout it to the heavens if it didn't mean drowning out your voice in his ear, singing along to whatever song it is on the radio.

"That's when you need someone." You sing, the soft vibrations of your voice sending shivers through Emmet. "Someone that you—you can call. When all your faith is gone, it feels like you can't go on." You kiss his ear. "Let it be me. Let it be me."

"If it's a friend that you need." Emmet murmurs, barely recalling the words, and also not wanting you to stop. He presses his nose into your shoulder, breathing you in. "Let it be me." You sing, running a hand through his hair. "Let it be me."

"Let it be me." Emmet sings, a mere murmur in comparison to your voice. They're not the right lyrics, but he can't think past the blanket of your warmth around him. "Let it be me."

You kiss the side of Emmet's head, and he doesn't want this moment to end. He'd rock until his feet fell off if it meant getting to be like this for the rest of eternity.

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god i am sappy this week, so sorry y'all

but i hope you liked this one, love! it was so fun to write <3

~Renee

[luvrlixie]

KILLING ME SOFTLY

【REQUESTED】 - OKAY OKAY SJDBJSISH I WAS GONNA REQUEST A SKZ SEEING YOU IN THEIR CLOTHES OR SOMETHING BUT THEN I STARTED THINKING ABOUT BINNIE SEEING YOU IN SHORT SHORTS AND HIS SHIRT WHICH IS LIKE HUGE ON YOU (ALSO THIS MAN IS DEF A THIGH GUY) AND MY MAN GOES F E R A L. SO. YOU LET HIM RIDE YOUR THIGH <33333

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tags: changbin x gn! reader, soft dom reader, thigh riding/dry humping, very soft, exhibitionism????????? idk they aren't alone in the dorm but no one walks in. not a lot of smut sorry y'all </3 mostly just sappy emotions.. but still nsfw... lit rally wrote at 4am and don't feel like editing lmaoo

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"seriously binnie! if you're gonna spend so much money on clothes, you should at least wear them. you have so many cute sweaters and the fact that they're collecting dust in the back of your closet is a crime."

changbin sat up and peered over the back of the couch as you entered the room. he was ready to shoot back a snarky comment but his words died on his tongue as soon as he saw you.

you stopped by the studio to visit him earlier, where he and the rest of 3racha were working on a track for the next album. you hadn't planned on staying long since you knew your boyfriend would be busy. but about 20 minutes after showing up chan was ushering everyone else out of the room, claiming that he had everything he needed from the other boys for now and that they both deserved a night off. any worries you or changbin might have had about chan overworking himself were immediately replaced by the realization that the two of you would finally have some time alone.

and that brought you to where you were now. standing in front of a blushing boy, wearing shorts and a long shirt of his that completely hid said shorts. you had decided to change after your boyfriend proposed that you spend the night. (at the time he was excited for movies and cuddles, but now it was an offer that he was starting to regret as he could already feel himself growing hard). the shirt you wore was one that changbin never put on due to it's size, he didn't think the whole oversized clothes style was really his thing.

but holy fuck it was yours.

"you uh- you look good."

changbin swallowed and you squinted. he was always a sucker for you wearing his clothes, but it was still odd for him to be turning so red just from seeing you in an shirt of his. luckily it didn't take long for you to notice the way his eyes wouldn't meet yours since they were focused on a different part of your body. you couldn't help but let out a little giggle. seeing you in his clothes might make him weak, but his biggest weakness was your thighs. he'd never exactly talked about your thighs in particular, but it was something that you had picked up on as your relationship progressed. you couldn't help but notice how changbin was always making sure to leave little marks on the inside of your thighs, and would jump at the chance to lay between them when he got sleepy, and how he would often pull out just in time to paint your thighs with his cum.

"like what you see?" you asked playfully as you took a few steps forward so you were standing in front of him.

"like what i- fuck yes... you're gonna be the death of me y/n."

you hummed in amusement, loving the affected you had on your boyfriend, and tangled a hand in his hair so you could guide him forward and let him press kisses on your thighs.

"mm seriously, on my gravestone it's gonna say your name after cause of death" changbin breathed out as he happily trailed his lips over your skin.

"that makes it sound like I murdered you, I'm not a fan of that"

you stood there for a few more minutes. finally moving away once you sensed that changbin was growing impatient. although you loved making your boyfriend beg, now was not that time for that. even though you moved to sit down next to him, changbin whined when you stepped away. knowing you, the poor boy was worried that you were gonna make him suffer through the whole movie with a boner. however, you had much different plans in mind for tonight.

with a smile, you slid a hand between his legs. "such a pretty noise, that little whine. wanna make it again for me?"

changbin's mouth went dry, he opened it to say something but nothing would come out. how were you always able to make him speechless? he did want to make that noise for you again. he wanted you to coo over how cute he sounded, but not here. not in the living room with minho still tucked away in his room, and with hyunjin and seungmin who were expected back at any minute.

"please, please let's go to my room. I need you."

you shook your head and started palming at chnagbin's crotch through his sweatpants, making his body go slack. "shh baby it's okay, calm down. I was just gonna let you grind against my thigh, let you get off like that. we'll be fully clothed so if anyone walks in it'll be pretty easy to play it off as cuddling or a makeout session."

that seemed to be all the reassurance that changbin needed. the way you were touching him paired with your soft voice was making his head spin. all he was focused on now was making you happy and chasing his orgasm. not even a second went by until he was moving onto your lap so he was facing you and straddling one of your legs.

"there you go! good boy."

you helped him settle into a comfortable position and pulled him close so his chest was pressed against yours and his face was buried in your neck. as changbin started to move his hips, you continued whispering words of encouragement and gentle praises since you could feel how tense he had gotten. changbin hadn't exactly done this before. and although the whole thing seemed rather self explanatory and he had gotten off by rutting against a pillow multiple times, he felt a bit self conscious with you watching his every move.

"It's okay bunny, there's no right or wrong way to do this. just whatever feels good." you whispered soothingly into his ear, catching the nervous look in his eyes and the way his movements kept faltering.

it was silly of him to be nervous, he realized. the safest he had ever felt was with you, and over the course of your relationship you had both tried out plenty of new things together (both in and out of the bedroom). thigh riding? this was nothing, you had certainly seen him in much more embarassing situations. so changbin nodded and finally started settling into a steady pace, trusting your words entirely.

every drag of his cock elicited a soft ah sound from the dark haired boy. luckily, you didn't have to worry about him being too loud. he was vocal and made plenty of noise, but always quiet whimpers and soft choruses of "oh"s. you could get him to be loud if you wanted to, you knew how. for now the tiny noises he was making was more than enough to satisfy you as you played with his hair and peppered his forehead with kisses. "there you go bun, bet it feels so good huh?" as you spoke you pressed your leg upwards, applying extra pressure to the whimpering boy's cock. the gasp he let out made your eyes widen in entertainment and you repeated the action, taking pleasure in how he squirmed everytime. "keep going little slut, don't slow down. doesn't my bunny wanna make a pretty mess for me?"

"m-more'" changbin panted.

normally you'd chastise him for not saying please. but right now you honestly couldn't care less. you just wanted your boyfriend to feel loved. wanted him to be as proud of himself as you are of him. so you smiled and pressed your leg up again, hands gripping onto his hips so that you can help guide his movements. "that song you were working on when I visited sounded so good. I know you've been working so hard on it. you're so talented baby, so amazing." changbin let out a sort of strangled noise and tightened his arms around you, pulling himself as close to you as he could get. the absence of words didn't bother you. sometimes changbin babbled on and on while you ruined him, telling you how good he felt and how much he loved you. while other times he just clings onto you, settling on a variety of whines to communicate. both were good.

as the familiar tightness grew in changbin's body, he focused on following the push and pull of your arms. if it wasn't for you guiding him he would have entirely lost his rhythm. knowing that your boyfriend was getting close, you started bouncing your leg and kneading his ass with one hand.

"changbin.. binnie, hey. c'mon let me see your face" you softly prodded, waiting for him to pull back. when he did, your heart squeezed in your chest.

he was so beautiful.

his lips were parted and his bottom lip was glossy and red from biting down on it too hard. his hair was sticking out in a few places, and his eyes were so full of pleasure. you could tell from the glassy look that changbin wasn't entirely present, his thoughts were elsewhere.

"m'gonna..." changbin slurred, hips twitching and back arching. you caught on immediately and softly grabbed his chin to make sure he didn't hide his face again, you always loved to see his face screw up as he comes. this time was no different.

"good boy, good boy let it all out for me"

you helped him ride out his orgasm and leaned forward to kiss him. not even caring that the kiss was messy and mostly just teeth since changbin was panting far too heavily to give you a proper kiss. when changbin's orgasm had finished washing through his body, you let him crash back into your chest. as you waited for him to catch his breath you rubbed his back and buried your face in his hair, giving him time to compose himself before talking.

"I love you binnie"

"..love you too y/n ... but seriously you're way too hot ... gonna die from sexiness overload"

[jayswifeuwu]

it's Beautiful, It's Bittersweet.

Chapter 3

•Pairing: Captain of the football Team! Park Jongseong × fem! Reader / High school crush! Park Jongseong × fem! reader ft. Jake and Sunghoon.

•Genre/Theme: College/ University AU, Lots of Angst, smut, non-con, Dark, a bit of fluff.

•Warnings: A lot of Angst, (TW) sexual harassment, (TW) depression, anxiety. Jay is the reader's crush since high school. The reader has and will be going through a lot of dark stuff in this fanfic. Use of foul language. Will be mentioning warnings in every chapter.

•Chapter Warnings: (TW) Sexual abuse, harassment, use of the word "sweetheart" and "babe", consumption of alcohol, smoking weed, usage of drugs. Filming without consent, crying, lots of dark stuff, very very little fluff, mention of high school boyfriend, Foul language. Please Let me know if I missed anything.

•word count: 2k +

-MINORS STRICTLY DNI-

•A/n: Hey guys! Thank you so much for the positive response on chapters 1 and 2, I'm so sorry chapter 3 took so long to write. I legit sat for 6 hours and wrote this for y'all.

This chapter contains 18+ content, and it's extremely triggering for some viewers. If you find the mentioned warnings triggering, please do not read this chapter. I am sorry if I have offended anyone. This story is purely fictional and meant for entertainment purposes only. Names and characters used in this story are fictitious as well. Thank you so much for being so patient and waiting for chapter 3, here it finally is ^^

Read chapter 1 here.

Or find all the chapters on my master list.

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It's been a week since Sunghoon's party, your first kiss with the love of your life, and the hurtful words he said about you after.

Your hands shook, and your heartbeat erratically. Why would Jay look at you like you were the one for him, and then push you to a corner?

Was he embarrassed by you?

Did he hate you?

Was he just using you?

What seemed like mere words, felt like a hole in your heart. You couldn't fight the darkness in you, not after what Jay said.

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You hung out with Nessa and Jake and the rest of her friends, much to your despair as you were a part of Jay's friend's circle.

You would often catch Jay staring at you, and look away immediately when you did so.

Apart from all of this, it would always break your heart to watch Sunghoon try so hard to make you like him.

"Y/n! Let's go for a movie tonight!” Sunghoon shrieks.

You bite your lips. "Oh, I'm sorry Sunghoon I am working on this thesis, and today is the deadline, so I have a lot of work."

His smile drops for a second but he smiles again. "Oh that's okay, we can go next time. Whenever you're free y/n, there's no rush. He reassured, holding your hand.

You smiled. Sunghoon was such a gentleman. He would do anything to make you happy. But you were in love with Jay- The cockiest person in the University, and it was like dancing with the devil.

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Tears flood your eyes every night wondering if Jay ever even slightly liked you, or will ever like you. You did not want Jay to know he hurt you. You did not want to make him feel guilty.

You also hated the fact that even after he hurt you, you were still thinking about his happiness.

Your eyes hurt from all the crying but you didn't care. What could you even do? Confess to Jay about your feelings so he could reject you?

So he could show you how cold his heart was, and that your feelings meant nothing to him?

You did not lie to Sunghoon though, you did have a thesis submission deadline, and your grades depended on it. Which was why you were rejecting him for the fifth time this week with an actual, genuine reason.

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It was almost 9 pm and you were finally done with your thesis submission.

"Right on time." you coo happily as you send the email to your mentor.

You packed all your things and decided to get some good food as you finally got a huge weight off of your shoulders. You felt relaxed in weeks. Also, you hadn't eaten much since last week's incident where Jay fucked up your self-esteem. You could see the football grounds lights still on, so you knew Jay and the rest of the guys are still on campus but you chose not to go and meet them, instead, you quietly scooted home.

You could not find any restaurants on the way home, so you just decided you'd get some ramen to go and make it at home.

The town is quiet, empty with the Street lights casting shadows.

In doorways and windows Curtains were drawn, people sleeping.

There is not a soul to be seen or heard.

Your breaths start to get uneven, as you have a Deja vu.

Four men, a secluded place, tears rushing down your eyes, cuts, and bruises, excruciating pain.

"Hey sweetheart are you lost?." a manly voice addresses you.

You look back, your eyes widen, your breaths become louder.

It's him, the one man you hoped you'd never see.

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March 20th, 2020 (2 Years back)

"Hey sweetheart, do you want to come over to my place for a movie tonight? my parents won't be there." Your boyfriend says after a seemingly long makeout session.

"Sure babe! but no wrong ideas okay, we're only watching the movie." You chuckle.

"Come on, you know I'd never force you to do something you aren't comfortable with and you know it, babe". He says rubbing your back and smiling at you.

Samuel and you were dating for a month and were already the hottest couple in your entire school. Because he was an all-rounder and was also every girls' crush back that time. He always insisted that you both should have sex, but you wanted to take it slow as you didn't want to rush things. Plus, you weren't in love with him, you were only going out with him for a month. You always wanted your first time to be with someone whom you were in love with.

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The final bell for the day rang as Sam pecked your cheeks and cupped your face in his hands. "I'll see you tonight, beautiful." and he then kisses your forehead and goes running to his friends.

you blush and head home to get ready for your date.

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You reached your boyfriends' house with utmost excitement, as this was your first time visiting his house. You seemed to notice that the door was open, so you let yourself in.

The air smelled like alcohol and weed and it only became stronger the closer you got to his room.

You were devastated at the sight of what was in front of you.

Your beloved Sam was snorting cocaine off his study table.

This wasn't the Sam you knew. He always hated these habits and often bitched about practically everyone who did it at school.

So why was he doing the one thing he swore he hated the most?

"Sam, baby? Wh-what are you doing?" you stammered.

"y/n?" he looks at you. His eyes looked beet red from all the drugs he did.

"You weren't supposed to be here till 8 pm" he looks at you with his eyes closed.

"Sam it's 8:10, now answer my fucking question!." you yell.

"Can't you see, I'm doing drugs" He chuckles and tries to get up.

"You should try it too, my friends are here as well. I'm sure we can find something for beginners".

"Beginners?! Sam how long have you been taking drugs?." you fold your arms with anger.

"about a year." a voice from behind says.

"Jamie! you too!?" You throw your hands in the air.

"Oh it's not only me, even Ted, Nate, and Dan are also here and we're all high" he laughs.

You roll your eyes. "Um, okay... I'll see you guys at school tomorrow. Samuel.. you and I need to talk," you said sharply as you start to leave.

(Triggering content ahead)

"Wait ! where are you going?" Samuel runs and holds your wrist tightly.

His grip felt different, rude, and unfriendly.

"Stay a little longer, we could get high and you could finally give me what I want." he pulls you closer as you struggle to loosen the grip he had on your wrist.

"Let go off of me!" you shriek, pulling your hand away from him with a visible bruise.

"Y/n loosen up a little," he says as he slowly brings you close to him and starts to undress you.

"Don't fucking touch me!" you yell as you push yourself away from him.

your dress tears, but you don't care. You had to run for dear life.

You could hear their hurried footsteps as you ran with tears in your eyes.

You couldn't see anything, but you knew you just had to run.

Which was when you tripped on a hose and fell on your knees, scraping them severely. You couldn't move and you could feel blood oozing out of your body. Sam and Jamie caught up to you and took you into a dark alley.

Jamie held both your hands tight at the back and Sam took out his phone and started to film you.

"You filthy bitch! all I have done is ever love you, so why can't you just sleep with me already?" He demands.

You wanted to scream, but you couldn't. Jamie stuffed a cloth into your mouth, so all you could do was whimper, and beg him to spare you.

"Sam just get it done already" Jamie hisses as he slaps you.

Your knees and elbows were still bleeding from your collapse earlier and the pain was excruciating. Not to mention the constant slapping and choking Sam and Jamie were doing to you.

You knew this was it, this was your last straw to end your life.

As Sam slowly started to take off your clothes one by one while filming you, you felt yourself losing hope in life.

"This is it, this is how you are going to end your life," you thought.

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Ted and Nate caught up and pinned you down as Sam slowly started to remove his pants.

That was when A strange man turned Sam and kicked him in his shins.

Ted and Nate saw this and ran towards him only to get punched so hard, their noses started to bleed. Jamie stood still, but let go off of you.

The strange man looks at you as you cried helplessly on the ground with visible wounds, bruises, and cuts caused by abuse. He looks at Jamie and knocks him out with one punch.

All of this was happening so fast. Were you being saved by someone? was that someone else going to do the same to you?

He quickly runs to you, notices that your dress is torn, removes his jacket, and places it on you.

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"Y/n, are you okay?" He says as he makes you wear his jacket.

You were speechless. You were too Traumatized to even talk.

He looks into your eyes with a worried look, that was when you saw his eyes for the first time, his ocean eyes you'd drown into.

"Can you stand up?" He says looking at your legs.

You try to get up and fall down again.

"If you don't mind, can I carry you? I'll take you to my house, your wounds must be treated."

You nod your head. He slowly places his hands choosing his places to hold you carefully and carries you to his car.

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You wake up the next day with extreme body pains although you wish you never woke up from your sleep again.

You look around and it's not your room. Flashes of the night come rushing in, and you suddenly start to cry.

That was when the man came running into the room and gently hugged you. "Heyy, don't cry...Nothing happened. I'm here for you now." he gently hushes as he pats your head.

You notice all your wounds are treated.

He cups your face in his hands.

"Everything is going to be okay now, don't worry about it." He reassures you with a smile.

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You went Through chronic depression and had to attend multiple therapy sessions to get over whatever had happened to you.

but you knew the main reason you were even alive today was that he saved you that night. that was the moment you realized, you had hopelessly fallen in love with Jay.

You knew Jay. he was on the football team, and he was known to break every girl's heart in school. Little did you know you'd fall in love with him.

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*September 14th, 2022* (Present Day)

"S-Sam?" You stammer.

"That's right, you didn't think I'd not get out of jail after what you did to me?" he scoffs.

"Did to You?!" You were the one who tried to (TW) rape me." You shrieked.

"Well, Y/n... I don't care. I wanna make things right with you."

"Oh well, you know what? You can go to fucking hell, Sam! I don't even want to breathe the same air as you. What you did to me fucked me up in every way possible, and I can never forgive you." You shriek and walk away.

Sam holds your wrist. The same touch, that triggered you.

"Don't you dare fucking touch me!" You exclaimed with rage.

"Y/n, please can we talk like adults." He says softly as he pulls you closer to him as you struggle for some sort of release.

"Sam, you're hurting me," you say firmly.

"Get the fuck off of her dude!" Jay yells with fury as he punches him away from you and pulls you close to him.

Sam scoffs "Who's this guy y/n?"

You look at Jay. He looked more angry than worried. He looked into your eyes, and all you could see was how afraid he was if anything had happened to you.

"Y/n, are you okay?" He asks looking at you with a worried expression.

"Who is Jay to me?" You ask yourself.

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A/n: hey guys sksk. Sorry I ended this on a major cliffhanger. Stick around to know what happens next! I will come back with chapter 4 soon. Really sorry about all the lines and huge gaps in between guys. I promise I'll get better at using tumblr.