#also lmao 'Please don't say that name in front of me ever again'

[mayasaura]

Man it is a bold choice for the second game to just pepper in little asides that oh yeah btw Edgeworth's fucking dead. Yeah no he died off screen between games. No, you don't get to know how. Phoenix is too fucked up about it to tell you anything

[latenightdaydreams]

Can you write about Viking!Konig who's the leader of his clan. One time he raids a random village and meets fem!reader, who's beautiful with her hazel eyes and round breasts. Then he takes her as his wife!!!!! Ahhhhh I'm crazy about this. I'm sorry for asking too much 😭😭😭 BTW thank you for accepting my previous request ❤❤❤ love ya so muchhhhh

König is 100000% a boobie man and I will die on that hill😮‍💨 lmao, I LOVE this!!!! Don't ever feel bad for requesting. I'm having a bit of a writers block and this story helped me find my flow again🩷. I hope you're well and taking care of yourself🥰🥰

Viking!König x Reader (fem)

MDNI🔞

Master List

>cw: fem/afab, violence, naughty thoughts

1.0k word count

Part 2 Part 3

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You wake up from your slumber hearing the screams from your neighbors in the small village you live in. You rush past your family who is now also scrambling to their feet, your husband rushing to gather himself as your children panic. You open your door slightly to see rooftops on fire and dead bodies lying in the roads.

Quickly, you close the door and turn to your husband with wide eyes, “Callum, it’s Vikings…” Your voice shakes with fear. You’ve heard stories from other villages about their attacks, leaving nothing but death and sorrow in their paths.

“We have to run, grab the children!” Callum whispers loudly as you stand there feeling overwhelmed with emotions. Everyone always assumed this village would be safe, untouchable, but this proved them all wrong.

Rushing to your children, you quickly squat down, “We are going to have to run, as fast as you can, okay?”

The children nod their heads crying, your oldest trying to be brave for you. Just then you all jump as the door is flung open. Screaming, you turn to see three big men and an equally large woman enter your home. An even bigger man, ducks to enter your home. Your eyes go wide seeing him, you’ve heard of the giant Viking man, but you assumed he was more of a myth to instill fear in people.

Using your body to shield your children as you step in front of them, you look to your husband. Callum seems to be frozen in fear, unable to even breathe. There’s a moment where no one moves and it’s quiet other than the sounds of your children crying.

The large man has a mask covering his face, his pale blue eyes are the only part of his face that is visible in the low light in the home. He has an aura about him that could strike fear in any warrior’s heart.

“P-please leave us, we don’t have much.” You speak up, your voice trembling.

The leader turns to two of the other Vikings and speaks to them in a language that you’ve never heard before. They nod and move to my husband, restraining him. He screams and the woman hits him, making you fear for your lives more. You look up wide eyed as the tall man begins to approach you.

König sees the family before him, a man frozen in fear, three children cowering behind their mother, and then their mother… you. A small but brave woman, brave enough to speak up when her husband couldn’t. It makes him impressed, wondering what type of woman could be so bold.

König approaches you with a hungry look in his eyes. His gaze drops down to the way the thin fabric of your nightgown clings to your body. Your breasts are massive and perfectly round, nipples hard and poking through the fabric. König has always loved a woman with large breasts and a little extra. Your breasts looking so perfectly full, his mind begins to wonder if you are still feeding your youngest. Your body is simply perfect for him.

“Name?” König asks in a low voice.

“Leave her alone!” Your husband shouts, trying to protect you. He gets hit by one of the people restraining him.

“I- I’m y/n.” You respond trying to be brave.

The closer he got the more his true size became obvious. The smell of his clothes-stained copper from the blood and his natural musk filled your nostrils. You feel small as he towers over you. His eyes are still wandering your body.

“I’m König.” He says finally.

He feels himself getting lost in your eyes as he takes in the beautiful color. You gaze up at him with the most stunning sage green eyes speckled with golden brown. The most beautiful hazel eyes he has ever seen. Gently he raises a hand to your face and caresses it, leaving a streak of blood behind. Your skin is so soft to his large and rough hand. He can only imagine the rest of you is this soft.

“Is this your husband?” He points to Callum.

“Yes, and these are our children. Please, we are simply farmers. We don’t have much.”

“Hm, I see.” König takes a deep breath and looks down at your breasts again. “Are you still feeding the youngest?”

“Y-yes…” You answer hesitantly wondering what type of question is that.

That is exactly what he wanted to hear. You are not only bold, daring, and beautiful; but also soft, desirable, and can create children for him. This is what he’s been looking for, and he finds you here. Wasting your milk on a weak man’s offspring.

“Perfect, you’ll be coming with me.”

Your jaw drops stunned as you look up at him shaking your head no, “I- I can’t leave my family. My husband-”

“That man? He’s not worthy of you. You deserve more, and I intend on giving it to you. Now please Liebling, don’t fight.”

König steps to you and grabs your arm to pull you away from your children. Your husband begins to yell at König, saying that he can’t do this. He can’t just take you. Your children stand confused, not understanding the whole situation completely while the youngest cries.

“Please, don’t.” You whimper, looking back at your family as he drags you away.

“You’ll be happy with me. You aren’t a farmer's wife, you’re a queen. My queen. Now come.” König scoops you up into his arms bridal style, his fingers digging into the supple flesh of your thighs as he carries you away from your small home.

“Don’t worry, my people will let your family live.” König whispers to you as he walks. His eyes are drifting down your body. He feels the anticipation rising as he begins to walk you back to his clan’s ship on the coast near your village. He wants you in his home, in his bed, undressed where he can enjoy you and gaze into your eyes as he makes you cum. Soon.

Part 2, Part 3

[bearlythere]

will not shut up about how bluey's 30 min episode gave us so much more lore and references to the real world

the writes really made so much literal and euphemistic use of the word "sign" in this episode

in chronological order! and spoilers below!!

do let me know if I missed anything out!

FRISKY AND RAD'S WEDDING!!!! in the iconic heeler house!!

bandit's bully bucky dunstan being the real estate agent selling his house

English sheepdog buying the bluey house (emigration - would be nicer if they got english voice actors to voice them though)

the bluey house was actually for sale on an Australian real estate website! and as per the time of writing this post, it's been "withdrawn from sale" - the bluey digital marketing team AMAZES ME.

I wonder which city bandit got a new job in - don't know if they'll explore that in future seasons

bluey's friend the brown dog (I'm sorry I don't know his name) having 2 mums!

winton talking about his divorced parents and the terriers' saying their mom likes winton's dad!!!

jack and his army interest! him and rusty playing army!!

the sitting in a tree, kissing thing that kids do

Jeremy the gnome

bobo being the car's name

frisky's licence plate being fr15k

the first time kids sit in the front seat of the car

police officers pulling people on the road over LMAO

rad's profile picture being him goofing around with his 2 brothers

how realistic it is trying not to lose someone you're following on the road

the butterfly from slide!! 🦋 it has a name! flappy!

everyone being afraid of the butterfly except bingo because we know she loves insects!

chilli reminiscing how she and frisky used to go to the lookout to "think" when we all knew she meant drink LOL

frisky's 3rd friend appears!

BRANDY IS PREGNANT???

the canon in d rendition as bgm

the busker being the priest??

also they got mort and maynard to come attend the wedding too!!

frisky's father is a typical surfer dude lmao

we see trixie standing amongst the girls during the bouquet toss. and then we see stripe come in to intercept the toss. does this mean that stripe and trixie are not married yet and have just been cohabitating? stripe grabs the bouquet and celebrates, but we see trixie face palm... what does this mean??

love the photo montage and the huge family photo, how it shows that you can't get everybody to be ready for the photo

AFTERPARTY

GRANDPA BOB WENT TO INDIA TO FIND HIMSELF 😭 man needed spiritual rediscovery

the busker is the music dj too!!

uh oh... stripe and trixie are fighting... perhaps it was about the bouquet toss? and we see socks playing with the cake toppers - possibly mimicking her parents actions

awww Radley quit his job so that frisky could stay in a city she loved ❤️

they brought back the music from dance mode!

NANA AND BOB FLOSSING!!!

chattermax randomly appearing 😭

bingo getting stuck in the railing again

bingo being sad because she has to move and lila won't be able to follow. which is also the moment I realised they won't be moving in the end, because of the montage at the end of daddy drop-off episode where bingo and lila grow up together and be friends "forever and ever and ever"!

the 2 English sheepdogs pushing their fluff away from their eyes to see haha

THEM SEEING WINTON'S DAD'S HOUSE WITH A POOL WHICH IS FOR SALE BECAUSE THEYRE MOVING IN WITH THE TERRIERS AND THEIR MOTHER!! THEY ALL FIT IN ONE CAR!!!

seeing the iconic bluey house empty, with spots where furniture used to be somehow makes me feel a little empty and nostalgic

the montage of them saying goodbye to their old neighbours, bandit having one last chat with pat, the girls and chilli saying goodbye to judo and her mum

Judo still has short hair!

chilli reminiscing the kitchen because bluey took her first steps there

WHO SANG THAT SONG IN THE END PLEASE RELEASE IT LUDO STUDIOS

THE SHEEPDOGS WENT BACK ON THEIR DECISION TO BUY BLUEYS HOUSE TO BUY WINTON'S DAD HOUSE

you can tell how much chilli didn't want to move as she was the first one out of the car running over to hug him when she realised bandit didn't want to sell the house anymore. and the shoulder shakes shows that she was fully sobbing too

iconic kiwi rug! loved the simplicity of the last scene, where even if there's nothing around you, as long as you're together with the people you love, eating the simplest meal, enjoying the moment, that's family.

[not-normal-about-shigaraki]

My Hero Academia Ultra Impact - Shigaraki Tomura Voice Collection (ENG Translation)

I decided to go insane so here's a recording of his voice lines in MHAUI + my translations~! ❤️

Warning - I know very little japanese, so it's mostly me spending way too much time in translation software lmaoo. So, please correct me or feel free to add some context here!!

Receiving Gift - I will leave you to it./I'm gonna mark it as token of love (?? Off to a bad start here. I keep hearing "love" here. Is this projection?? Lmao. It amounts to something like the second one, but my translator apps also keep hearing "I'm gonna leave love behind"... Which is also interesting in a way but uh... *Confusion*)

Home Screen 1 - Aah, I hate it… I'm gonna destroy everything that annoys me.

Home Screen 2 - Maa, let's do our best together, okay?

Home Screen (Morning) 1 - You're energetic this early in the morning… I'm still sleepy…

Home Screen (Morning) 2 - Why are you so noisy? I'm not ready yet.

Home Screen (Afternoon) 1 - I'm getting on a roll now… Let's crush the society today.

Home Screen (Afternoon) 2 - Alright… Let's have some tea.

Home Screen (Evening) 1 - I'm seriously motivated... I'm talking about a game. A game.

Home Screen (Evening) 2 - Looks like the world is having fun. They let their guard down/They're so careless.

Home Screen (Night) 1 - The day is coming to an end and the goofy smiling heroes are yet to be destroyed. It's still not enough.

Home Screen (Night) 2 - Villains hide/live in the darkness. I'm starting to see why.

Home Screen (Late Night) 1 - Finally, a response… Someone who can get to work. (I'm pretty sure he literally says "Someone who can move" loool)

Home Screen (Late Night) 2 - Kurogiri, Toga- Hah? Already asleep? Are you little kids? (Not sure if he says Toga here tbh)

Home Screen (Early Morning) 1 - I'm sleepy… Aaah, so sleepy…

Home Screen (Early Morning) 2 - I'm going to sleep now. If you disturb me, I'm gonna destroy you too. (Though my translator also said "Go to bed now or I'm gonna destroy you too". Which, I gotta mention because it was too cute.)

Home Screen (Gift Box) - Look at that. Too good to waste.

Home Screen (Event) - An event? Want to destroy it to kill some time?

Battle Start Dialogue - Izuku Midoriya - At this rate, I feel like something is missing… (??? I have genuinely no clue what he's saying here. That's why I got, dunno.)

Battle Start Dialogue - Dabi - This guy is as rude as ever. So annoying.

Battle Start Dialogue - Himiko Toga - Toga, over there.

Battle Start Dialogue - All For One - Sensei, is it fine if I destroy those guys?

WAVE Progress - I'm feeling a bit better now.

Team Defeated in Battle - Ah… This time it's game over.

Sub-Character Entering Battle - Alright. Continue. (Context - as in, clicking "continue" in a game pause menu lol)

Level Up - Something's changed? I don't feel it.

Awaken - Plus... What is it again? (making fun of the phrase “Plus Ultra!” ~ thank you arakn0 !!)

Ability Board Completion - My brain is spinning round and round…

Login Bonus - Let's begin.

Maintenance - Why are you here? Go home.

Recruit Obtained - [Perdition] Tomura Shigaraki - Paranormal Liberation Front… Well, a name is just a decoration… Do as you like.

6-Month Anniversary Celebration Announcement - Nice. It's called a half-anniversary.

1st Anniversary Celebration Announcement - 1st anniversary… So, what shall we destroy first?

2nd Anniversary Celebration Announcement - It's been 2 years already… It's going well.

[mono-blogs-art]

incredible chaser game w moments (part 2) up to & incl. episode 4

the most homophobic breakup you've ever seen. just, unholy behavior. on fucking god itsuki i know you had good intentions but you're the worst for doing it like that !!!!!!!!! at least let her down easy !!!!! if i was 22 and my gf of 4 years did that to me i'd fucking go insane as well

the elevator stopped working ➡️ you are trapped in with the person you hate ➡️ you are forced to sit it out and face your fears together, ultimately bringing you closer both emotionally & physically. i love this trope and i didn't know i needed it here, but it was great. step 1 to the meowmeow-ification of fuyu complete

my prediction of itsuki running into & taking care of little tsuki and the two of them then being found by fuyu, resulting in an awkward and heartbreaking scene, came true exactly like that. i think this scene was genuinely so well done and well acted, it broke my heart. i think this was the scene that really got me to say Damn, I'm invested in this now...

^ I'm still waiting for Itsuki to bring up the similar names in conversation though. like you need to talk about that

"ohhh harumoto-san, so you're part of that team?" - itsuki (sweating in closeted lesbian): "huh? what? n-no, of course not- I'm--" - "Don't worry, it's all good, we're all into BL too!!!" ➡️falsely coming out as a yaoi fangirl to your coworkers to avoid having to talk about your own sexuality. LMAO

^ this scene only being a setup so fuyu can be homophobic on main is what makes it even funnier

why. in every gods name. would you go to your boss' home address. why on earth would you do that. at least itsuki was self-aware about it too. girl you are SO unwell

every time fuyu has kissed itsuki of her own initiative, it has been when she was drunk... can we remedy that for future episodes, please? not that consent has been an issue, their mutual feelings are obvious, but i think she should be making a move when she doesn't have any liquid courage in her. step up your fucking game, fuyu

"she's a classic tsundere, after all" - fuyu, who has been severly harassing her subordinates at work (again, there seems to be no HR department at this company) being written off as a "tsundere" by the rest of the team - I mean, you're not wrong, but you should still file a complaint against her.

fuyu's husband Kouu is the nicest man on earth. my man doesn't deserve ANY of this. he even calls her dongyu. he even calls his wife by her real fucking name like the bar is so low

fuyu treats him so badly too, man, i genuinely felt bad watching it. were the 5 years of marriage all like this? was he always just a means to you getting your revenge? i'm sick. i hope they can make up by the end of the show and have a real conversation about their feelings and relationship.

that aside, i do have some theories on kouu, his disappearance, and his own feelings as well, but i'm keeping that to myself atm...

fuyu & itsuki keep having insanely homoerotic moments in front of god and everyone on earth, I'm starting to believe the only person with a gaydar in this company is the photographer from the other office. the fact that you two haven't been found out yet is honestly a massive plot hole (lmao)

has itsuki eaten anything else but sweets (cake, in particular?) on screen yet? apart from the homemade meal at the hayashi's, whenever there's a scene of her alone or with her grandma, she's always eating cake. i wonder if it will come up at some point, but it's just something i noticed. no shade though girl i'm also (almost) 27 and if you wanna eat cake for dinner alone at home I'm your nr1 supporter

i'm never a fan of the trope of a bilingual character breaking out into their native tongue for swearing or just randomly, but it is fun that only fuyu does it and that all the other chinese characters just don't speak mandarin at all. and i'm happy they actually cast a bilingual actress for fuyu!

episode 4 was the mid-series finale, and it definitely showed. this was the best episode so far by a pretty significant margin imo.

the. silent pleading fuyu puts on to make itsuki stay at the hayashi house. the most fucking 🥺*twirling my hair cutely* AND IT WORKS TOO BECAUSE ITSUKI IS JUST AS INSANE AS YOU ARE

i would like to talk about the best scene of this show yet. i really wished it was longer and was given even more weight. in episode 4, fuyu & itsuki are sitting in the living room together at night, so far apart that they're completely out of each other's camera shots even. i found this to be the most interesting scene so far. there was genuine tension in the shot composition, the acting, the complete absence of music. just silence and their voices. "after all, it was all my fault, wasn't it? that we ended up like this?" fuyu still deep down believes that she was the reason their relationship failed. she wasn't enough, because she's fuyu, because she's a woman. she still thinks that. my heart fucking broke in two

their fight after fuyu came back home drunk was so funny. especially with their height difference... hydrogen bomb vs coughing baby

after finally learning the truth about their break-up, fuyu is absolutely devastated. "you valued your promise to my mother more than the one you made to me?" just completely broken. after all this time sitting with these unresolved emotions, feelings of guilt and deep shame, only for that to be the reason? I feel so bad for her

the mutual love confession!!!!! i'm honestly a bit surprised it came so early, i thought they were just going to sleep together and not talk emotions first. but i'm not gonna complain (i just love mess) i'm also devastated that itsuki used suki while fuyu used the word aishiteru. my friends it's so bad for me right now (and them)

did. they. fuck. on. the. floor. in. the. living room.

i hope so because 1) hot and 2) although i'm still unsure as to the exact room situation of the hayashi household, don't they all have one shared bedroom??? isn't the bedroom that they're in after they've had sex (hopefully in the living room) the same one we've previously seen, where the kid also sleeps????? WHERE WAS THE KID ITSUKI. WHERE. WAS. THE. KID. WE KNOW SHE'S WITH YOU BECAUSE THAT WAS THE WHOLE REASON YOU STARTED FIGHTING!!!!!

if you had sex while your kid was sleeping soundly in the same room i'm sending both of you to superhell. i'm praying you guys just have a totally identical bed in another room. please.

if it wasn't the same bed we've previously seen from tsuki's room, that means you guys fucked in the marriage bed, which is only slightly less gonna get you sent to superhell.

in any case, happy lesbian sex to them. i know neither of you have known the touch of a woman in the past 5 years so it was probably intense. drink a lot of water in episode 5, alright? jesus.

it was also quite funny that the scriptwriter for the show tweeted out a few hours before this episode aired that "itsuki has always taken the leader position in their relationship" and that "you should watch episode 4 with this in mind" and we were all like. oh so you're telling me that fuyu is a bottom? you're telling me water is wet? fork found in kitchen??????

their lil afterglow convo in bed was just perfectly sweet. 1 point to fuyu, now presumably much more sobered up, for having the courage to ask if itsuki's gonna stay the night after all. girl you don't have to ask. i think she's ready for another 12 rounds. she's not going anywhere.

the line delivery of the "alright" (i'm gonna stay) oh my god. oh my god... oh. oh.

the meowmeow-ification babygirl-ification of fuyu is now complete

in the preview for ep5, fuyu is wearing a mixture of white and black clothes. girl... it was that good, huh?????

in conclusion:

i had a lot of thoughts on this one and i've found great joy in going deep into the twt tags for it as well. and i'm glad to see many japanese sapphics also being super vocal about the show. it's really interesting to read and interact with that side of the fandom i haven't really seen in this capacity for a (lesbian) live action show yet. i see people slowing down & brightening up footage to analyse who's taking each other's clothes off first, people just posting close-ups of Yuuka's hands, people going into Yurika's past filmography to dig up ancient clips of other sapphic roles she's played (of which there seem to be actually quite a lot?). i love to see it lmao. on a more serious note, it makes me happy to see sapphics from so far away expressing themselves similarily to myself or my other lesbian friends. it's cute!! as for cgw, part b of the series is gonna be intense, and i'm especially curious to see how they're gonna do the inevitable breakdown of fuyu again. my girl is so deep in the trenches, her temporary being on cloud 9 right now is gonna be short-lived and i want to see it happen. i hope she can really stand up for herself and make things right after all!

[ihopesocomic]

OK ANON GET READY FOR A DEEP DIVE ON VICIOUS

I won't go into Vicious begging for her child's life & being denied food while pregnant since RJ already pointed it out, but seconding that in case it was missed again How about Jasper putting blame on Vicious for...everything? How in expression and in poses Vicious is clearly trying to please Jasper, vs her powerful & mighty attitude with everyone else - even her own sisters? How when she races to defend Jasper, he just silently watches with a SMIRK as he sees Vicious really is ready to blind her own child to defend him? And my favorite examples in 'No Contact'; when Jasper returns, he starts by making himself the victim and crying "OUR daughter is a traitor, Vicious" (singling out Vicious in front of Careful) but as soon as Vicious takes Jasper's side, as soon as Jasper KNOWS she's on his side, he immediately starts saying "YOUR daughter" "YOUR sister" (as if Vicious had any control over Clever), pinning the blame of Hopeful's "revolt" solely on Vicious's shoulders. Let's also not forget Vicious sees her cubs as an extension of herself, rather than individuals. The chilling interaction at the end, too; Vicious is holding back tears and anger, but as soon as Jasper asks about Adamant and stands over her, her expression changes to pure fear. Fear that we only ever see on her face with Jasper. (also Jasper getting frustrated with her not knowing where Adamant is "How could you not...?) Then Vicious, who had previously been shouting at her daughter w enough anger to slip that she basically wishes she'd let Hopeful die, is once again low to the ground, ears pinned back, immediately trying to appease him "Then we'll go get you something to eat. How does that sound?" n just to bring praise in the dub, the shakiness in Vicious's voice on these lines destroy me every time SHOUT OUT TO MAUREEN

(Also this is a more minor detail but I did notice Vicious calls Jasper "my dear", while Jasper never refers to her as any sort of affectionate name lmao)

So, I'm gonna be real and say Ani didn't have to write out a very helpful, in-depth deep dive on Vicious but because we don't believe in suppressing this kind of analysis at IHS Inc. and because I'm still suffering from second degree embarrassment from that 'on a scale of 1-10, how mentally abused is Vicious?' ask we got one time: here it is. Thank you sm for your service, Ani. <33 - RJ

[isadollie]

Heya! I’d be curious to get a matchup? If you’ve got time! Many thanks in advance! 💜

Fandom: Obey Me

Name: Walker

Pronouns: he/they

Sexuality/preference: demisexual, boy please

Likes: coffee, cats, Halloween, metal music, documentaries, scary movies, cryptids

Dislikes: crowded places, early mornings, sour foods/drinks, loud noises (except music)

Free time: video games, baking, drawing, working out, journaling

Aesthetic: dreamcore/liminalcore and Halloweencore are my favorites! (Warning: if you look them up, liminalcore and dreamcore can make people with dissociative issues feel weird, so be careful if that’s something you deal with!)

Appearance: averagely built trans guy, sorta messy brown hair, green eyes, the sun is not my friend (ie: pale!), a few black-ink tattoos on my arms/chest, small ear gauges, glasses

Personality: Quiet and maybe a little shy at first, but chill and easygoing once I’m used to someone. Kind of protective ‘older brother’ vibes, very responsible but not overbearing - I am there for support but won’t be pushy about it. I laugh easily and love jokes/puns, can be very playful once super comfortable with someone. Love casual touch but unlikely to initiate it, not a fan of clinging, but happy to be used as a pillow.

MBTI: INFJ

Dream bday present: probably some mix of practical and fun. Something I need at the time (small appliance, clothing, whatever I’m needing to more efficiently exist) along with something ultimately useless but enjoyable (cryptid stuff, plushies, stickers, etc)

Love Language: I show love by gift giving and acts of service. I like receiving acts of service and words of affirmation.

Zodiac: Libra!

Songs: “Be Gay, Do Drugs, Hail Satan” by Super Cassette || “Antipop” by gürl/Onlyfriend || “Barbie & Ken” by Scene Queen/Set It Off || “Father” by The Front Bottoms

Again, thank you so much! Have a wonderful day!

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i match you with...

Mammon!

★ i have a feeling that Mammon would be the absolute king of halloween. he'd love to scare people, dress up, go trick or treating (even though beel would end up eating all the candy anyway)

★ oh he'd love your tattoos, 100%. would love to look at them, ask their meanings and details, trace them with his fingers

★ Mammon is super scared of all kinds of horror movies (which is funny cause he's a literal demon), but he will act like he's not. "The Great Mammon scared of some movie? Don't make me laugh!" but then he'll cover his eyes throughout the whole movie. will still agree whenever you ask him to watch it with you lol

★ your love language is gift giving? say no more. he's into that lmao

we all know him as an avatar of greed, who only ever wants to sell whatever will bring the most money. he could sell literally anything, but not a present you gave to him. he cherishes those way too much

★ he'd love to watch you getting more comfortable with him, especially if he sees that you get along with him better than with his brothers. such an ego boost lol

★ will laugh at all your jokes, sending a glare to anyone who, in his opinion, isn't showing enough interest. will definitely complain about them later. Levi only smiled instead of laughing out loud? "When i tell you, this man has NO sense of humor-"

★ he loves to see you being an "older brother" who's protective towards others. mostly because he think he's like this too.. or at least he also wants to be seen this way. my man just wants his demon brothers to appreciate him for once:(

★ one of the reasons why i chose Mams for you, is because of your dream bday present! i imagine he'll make a list of things that he knows you might need, and another list of things you two could do together. so in the end, your birthday becomes a whole day of receiving different things you needed, with doing a lot of fun things in between

your second match was levi btw! hope you like it:)

[ritz-writes]

So... when I said that everything was the same in spotlight au... that includes Macaque making a deal with LBD. cuz who am I if I don't have some kind of angst hehe. Though, there are a few differences. The main one being that, when Spider Queen tries to take over the city, LBD keeps herself hidden from Wukong. This also means that he doesn't leave during season 2. At least, not at first.

This is another drabble that got way to long hhhh

Words: 1128

(Everything said in this post happens about a week after the attempted city takeover.)

By this point, Macaque's friends know Wukong is the ex and still don't rlly like him, but they can see he's trying, so they r giving him a chance. But, like I said, they have their ups and downs. At one point, they have a fight. I haven't worked out what the fight is about, but they both say things they regret later and Macaque storms off to the theater, his one place of solace (he and a few other long term actors have the codes to get in and are allowed to whenever they want). A few of his cast mates were there going over lines and immediately rush to comfort him, letting him vent out his frustrations.

Here's where the angst comes in >:))

It was well into the middle of the night when the lights flicker out, a man stepping out of the shadows, purring about how "easy it was to find the lady's little play thing."

Macaque immediately backs away in terror, knowing full well what the man was there for. Or rather, who.

(Theres like 6 people there including macaque, but i dont have any names, so I'm just gonna use letters to address them lmao)

"Uhm, excuse me sir?" A said nervously. "You can't be in here, you need to leave."

The man chuckled, ignoring them completely, his eyes zeroed in on Macaque alone. "You know, if you were trying to hide, you did quite a poor job of it."

B and C move forward, the others converging to stand in front of Macaque. "Hey, back off, man." C snapped. "You need to leave. Now."

The man raised an eyebrow, then smirked. He rushed forward and in the blink of an eye, had B and C by the throat in either hand, raising them off the floor.

Macaque pushed passed the other 3, eyes wide. "Stop!! Stop, let them go, please! I-I'll go with you, okay?"

D grabbed Macaque's arm. "Mac, are you crazy?"

Macaque ripped out of the hold, moving closer. "Let them go and I'll follow you without a fight. I'll do whatever she says, just... don't hurt them, please. " His voice was shaky, as were his hands. He thought he'd gotten away from Her years ago, thought he was free despite the feeling of chains in his dreams.

He now realized just how foolish a thought that was.

The man's grin widened. He threw B and C forward, the duo crashing to the others with a yelp. Macaque moved to help, but was stopped by and hand gripping the back of his neck, sending shivers by his spine.

"And the lamp?" The man hissed in his ear, smile ever present.

Macaque was near hyperventilating. He didn't want to do this. Gods, he did not want to see her again, but he had no choice. He had to keep his friends safe.

Shit, why did he have to go and get attached again?

E stood up, seeming just as scared as Macaque. "L-Let him go!"

The grip on his neck tightened. "The lamp, Macaque."

Macaque shut his eyes, tail curling around his leg. "I-It's at my house."

"Good. Take us there. We don't want to keep the lady waiting, now do we?"

Macaque bit his lip and summoned a portal under them. He opened his eyes long enough to see the terrified expression of his friends, B and D rushing forward, arms outstretched toward him.

He couldn't let them get hurt. He could probably--maybe--fight the man off, but he couldn't risk LBD using his friends against him.

Macaque reached into his pocket and, right before he dropped into the portal, threw his phone towards the group, praying to any god listening that they'd know who to call.

And that he'd be willing to help.

---

Wukong was surprised to see Macaque calling him. Normally they went days without talking after a fight. He honestly didn't want to answer at first, but he knew that'd probably just make things worse.

So, with a heavy sigh, he swiped answer. Before he could even speak, though, the sound of loud sobbing filled his ears, the noise coming from the background. He sat up from his couch, fur bristled. "Macaque? What's going on, who's crying?"

Someone took a deep breath, then spoke. Someone who definitely wasn't Macaque. "Sun Wukong?"

Wukong growled. "Who the hell is this. Where's Macaque."

"This is B. I'm a friend of his. He... shit this dude just came in and took him!"

Wukong jumped off the couch and ran out the door, summoning his cloud and taking off toward the city. "Took him? What do you mean? Who was it?"

"It was this weird dude in a suit, he came out of nowhere. I think Mac knew him or something. The dude said something about a-a lamp? I don't know, but he threw his phone before they left. I'm assuming he wanted us to call you."

Wukong swore under his breath, urging his nimbus to go faster. "Do you know where they went? Did the man say anything else?"

"Mac said the lamp was at his house, so he took them there. Uhm, the guy said something about a lady?"

Wukong felt cold. "A lady?" He repeated quietly.

"Y-Yeah. I think Macaque knew who he was talking about? He said 'she' at one point. I-I'm sorry, it's kind of a blur, everything happ—"

"Are you sure?" Wukong repeated, voice strained. He had to be wrong, please, he had to be wrong. "He said 'she'? Do you remember what Macaque said exactly?"

B took a shaky breath. "He said 'I'll do whatever she says.' He was trying to get him to not hurt us."

No.

Gods, he was such an idiot. How did he not see it before. People don't just come back from the dead on their own. Someone brought Macaque back, someone with a purpose. Someone who was supposed to be dead themselves.

A low growl made its way past his throat.

B spoke again. "You know what's going on, don't you?" It wasn't a question.

"Yeah," he answered. "What's his address?"

B hesitated, but only for a second. "It's ______"

"Alright. Thanks for calling me. I'll handle this."

"I'll keep his phone on me. Keep me updated."

"Sure."

"I mean it," B snapped. "You better keep me updated. I want to make sure Macaque is okay. I don't trust you, but he obviously still does. Don't let him down again. Please."

--

By the time Wukong made it to Macaque's house, there was no one there, the magical presence of the lamp faded.

The next day, Monkey King went on 'vacation.' He didn't tell B about it.

[lustastarte]

♤ it's a gay thing | josuyasu ♤

genre: fluff/tiny bit of angst

rohan gives josuke the wrong number for koichi as a little joke, but josuke is determined to beat his boredom.

published: 2023

lots of texting,,, like half the one-shot

Wednesday, May 17. 7:30 a.m.

Josuke:

hey, is this koichi?

rohan gave me the number but idk if he was playing around or not

xxx-xxx-xxxx:

no

i know koichi, but i'm not him, who's this?

Josuke:

sorry, i'm just a friend of koichi's

sorry for bothering you man, especially this early

xxx-xxx-xxxx:

it's okay, don't worry about it : )

so how are you, friend of koichi's?

Josuke:

i'm okay i guess

i'm bummed that rohan japed me tho

xxx-xxx-xxxx:

... japed you?

Josuke:

pranked

xxx-xxx-xxxx:

oh!

okay, that makes sense

Josuke:

yeah, sorry abt that again

9:00 a.m.

Josuke:

hey random stranger

here you go

❀❀❀❀❀❀

xxx-xxx-xxxx:

why did you send me flowers

i mean i'm not complaining, they're pretty

but why?

Josuke:

because you deserve them

xxx-xxx-xxxx:

oh? well thanks

Josuke:

of course man

12:21 p.m.

Josuke:

heyyyyyyy stranger

xxx-xxx-xxxx:

hey?

why do you keep texting me?

Josuke:

bc you seem cool and i really need friends

unless you want me to stop

xxx-xxx-xxxx:

oh, thanks

also you don't have to stop, i just don't really understand lmao

5:39 p.m.

Josuke:

hey you free?

xxx-xxx-xxxx:

yeah why

Josuke:

i wanna call someone

can i call you?

xxx-xxx-xxxx:

sure i guess?

calling xxx-xxx-xxxx...

"Hello?"

"Ooh, I like your voice. It's deep. Makes my skin tingle."

"Thank you, I like yours too."

"Thanks man."

"So... why did you need Koichi?"

"I was gonna ask him to set me up with a date. He knows a bunch of people and a lot of them are cute guys."

"Guys?? As in... men?"

"Uhh yeah," Josuke laughed into the phone. "My favorite thing to do is kiss men."

"You can do that? Like- I mean... Guys can... Guys can be with other guys?"

"Yeah! It's nice, you should try it sometime."

"Oh, I didn't know that was allowed... I might if I ever get the chance. But just for the record, Koichi can't set up relationships for shit. Try texting Rohan."

"You know Rohan too?"

"Yeah, I know him and his boyfriend."

"Well damn, all the twinks seem to know each other..."

"Twink? What's that?"

"Oh, it's uh-... It's a gay thing."

"Oh, okay?"

"Yeah. Anyway, I'm gonna go text Rohan, goodbye! Thank you for your help!"

"Mmhmm."

call with xxx-xxx-xxxx ended.

Friday, May 26. 1:01 p.m.

Josuke:

hey, i never got your name

xxx-xxx-xxxx:

oh, sorry about that

i'm okuyasu

and you are??

Josuke:

i'm josuke

i like your name, i've never seen it before

Okuyasu:

thank you, i like yours too

you're the one with the hair, right? i think i remember rohan talking about you

Josuke:

yeah, the super cool really fashionable amazing magazine worthy hair is all me

wait, rohan talks about me?

Okuyasu:

it's never anything good if i'm honest, but he talks about you

Josuke:

nice!!

he talks about you too, but it's sometimes good

Okuyasu:

oh? i'm surprised he has anything nice to say lmfao

Josuke:

off topic, but all your friends say you're hot

is that true?

Okuyasu:

maybe? idk i've never really thought of myself as hot

rohan says you look like a monkey's ass, is that true?

Josuke:

i'm gonna fucking kill him

Okuyasu:

have fun, don't get caught

Josuke:

oh i will

so what do you look like?

Okuyasu:

goodbye

Josuke:

but i wanna see your face : (

i like knowing who i'm talking to

Okuyasu:

lmao no

Josuke:

please?

Okuyasu:

no

Josuke:

okuyasuuuuuuuuuuuuu

please

Okuyasu:

what's in it for me?

Josuke:

a picture of me ; )

Okuyasu:

um no thanks

Josuke:

wtf : ((((((

Okuyasu:

fine, i'll send one

Okuyasu holds the phone out in front of him and takes a quick snap of his half-smile. He notices that he looks a little awkward, but there isn't much he can do about it. He's not really a selfie kind of guy, but Josuke gets what he wants.

Josuke:

YOU'RE SO FINE WHAT THE FUCK

OH MY GOD EXCUSE MY LANGUAGE BUT HOLY FUCK

man to man, like honest for real time, you are quite possibly the most handsome dude i've ever seen holy fuck

Okuyasu:

okay whatever, it's your turn

Josuke:

uh okay hold on

Josuke takes a swift picture of himself as he rides the bus home. He studies it, then decides he doesn't like it. Something in him just won't let him send the first picture because he doesn't look just right. He retakes the picture after swiping a comb through his hair and deciding the best angle. He's got to look good for his friend, of course. That's what it is, he just wants to make a good first impression.

Okuyasu:

well shit

Josuke:

??? did you die

hello?

Okuyasu:

yes i died

you're a very attractive guy

i mean like no gay shit or anything yknow because i'm not gay

just making an observation

Josuke:

awww you're so nice, thanks man!

Okuyasu:

yeah, of course

did you ever text rohan?

Josuke:

yeah

he said he thought i'd be cute with one of his friends

Okuyasu:

did he say which one?

Josuke:

nah, but he just said he was texting them now

Okuyasu:

...

rohan just texted me

Josuke:

US?????? A COUPLE?????

LMFAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

I CANT BREATHE THAT'S THE FUNNIEST FUCKING THING IVE HEARD ALL DAY

Okuyasu:

???

Josuke:

WHAT IS HE ON

Okuyasu:

wtf are YOU on?

Josuke:

a seat on a bus lmaoaoaoao

Okuyasu:

goodbye josuke

Josuke giggled at his phone, bright smile on his face. He's developed an attachment to Okuyasu, he thinks. It's become so strong that he feels the need to text him all day, every day. All of his funny comebacks and clueless questions make Josuke's days so much easier. He can't lie, he's begun to crush on Okuyasu. It might be just because he's lonely and wants attention, but something about him made Josuke's heart spiral. The way he talks was enough already, but his looks sealed the deal. Josuke feels like he's going insane, there's no way he can be pining after someone he's never met before...

Monday, July 24. 6:16 p.m.

Okuyasu:

you know, we've been talking for like two months now and i still know nothing about you

Josuke:

???

yes you do, you know my favorite color, ice cream, video game, book, song, flower, animal, etc etc

i could go on and on about how much you know about me

Okuyasu:

yeah but nothing like important yknow

i think you should tell me where you live 

Josuke:

kinda stalker-ish bro

Okuyasu:

shut the fuck up it's not like that

i wanna know how far we are from each other

Josuke:

i live in morioh

like two houses down from you i think lmfao

Okuyasu:

you do?

Josuke:

yeah yeah rohan told me where you live

oh btw, i frogot to ask

how old are you?

Okuyasu:

frogot?

Josuke:

*forgot

Okuyasu:

frogot

Josuke:

shut up

Okuyasu:

frogot

Josuke:

stop it

Okuyasu:

frogot

Josuke:

STOP IT 

SHUT UP AND ANSWER

Okuyasu:

not as old as you

Josuke:

what the fuck

i'm only 17 dude

HOW OLD DID YOU THINK I WAS?????

Okuyasu:

yeah i'm 17 too lmao

idk probably like 21

Josuke:

no way you just called me old and we're the same fucking age

AND thought i was 21 in the same two messages

Okuyasu:

i think you're still older than me

what's your birthday

Josuke:

august 19

Okuyasu:

what year?

Josuke:

1983

Okuyasu:

YES YOU'RE GERIATRIC

Josuke:

what the fuck we're only like a few weeks apart you ASSHOLE

Okuyasu:

no.

YOU'RE OLD

Josuke:

i thought you said i was hot ;)

Okuyasu:

goodbye josuke.

As the two boys talked, something began to bloom in Okuyasu's stomach each time he got a text from Josuke. He had never met him, never even seen him around Morioh before, but he felt... drawn to him. Like each time his phone lit up, his social battery was suddenly recharged. He was sure that, for him at least, Josuke was the kind of person you could be around even if you were at the point in your day that the thought of talking to other people wore you out. That realization came with another indecipherable emotion, one that pooled just behind his ribcage and dripped into his stomach. The feeling he used to get when he would see his ex-girlfriend was the most similar, but that couldn't be right. Right? Okuyasu shakes the thoughts from his head, but that makes them no less real or confusing. He doesn't like men at all... Right?

Sunday, August 13. 8:59 p.m.

Josuke:

hey <3

Okuyasu:

hey...?

what's with the heart? lmao

Josuke:

i'm gonna say hey and send a heart and you say it back okay

my family thinks i have a boyfriend and as my friend you gotta help, idk why they think that but they do

just play along with what i do okay?

please

Okuyasu:

but i'm not gay.

Josuke:

i know, i know, but i am and my family knows

and they think i have a boyfriend

Okuyasu:

then get someone who's gay to pretend to be your boyfriend?

like rohan or even jotaro idk

Josuke:

JOTARO?????

JOTARO KUJO?????? 

THAT'S MY NEPHEW WHAT THE FUCK DUDE

HE'S PART OF THE FAMILY IN QUESTION

and rohan is jotaro's boyfriend, plus he fucking hates me so either way it wouldn't work

Okuyasu:

damn man chill out, i didn't know

how was i supposed to know that you and a dude i've met maybe once are related??

stupid fucking bitch

Josuke:

we have the same nose duh

but that's not the point, you're the only person who might help me.

i need your help dude, please. i'll do anything.

just pretend to be my gay boyfriend for like five minutes

Okuyasu:

i want $20 sent to my venmo and you have to doordash food to my house if you want effort put in

Josuke:

okay fine, sure, whatever

hey <3

Okuyasu:

not so fast, my venmo is okuniji4 and i want pasta from tonio's

payment before performance.

Josuke:

oh my god you ASSHOLE

Okuyasu:

: )

Josuke:

sent the money on venmo and the order is placed

dick

Okuyasu:

okay, sure man, i got you

Josuke:

hey <3

Okuyasu:

hey <33

Josuke:

what's up baby?

Okuyasu:

not much, what about you sweetheart?

Josuke:

trying to prove to my family that i have a boyfriend

can i call you?

Okuyasu:

of course baby, always

calling Okuyasu...

"Hello?"

"Hey baby. Can you do me a favor and tell my family how much you love me?"

Okuyasu sighed quietly before mustering up all of his courage. "I love you so much my heart hurts when I see you."

"And?"

"...And?"

"And what else?"

"And I think about you every second of every day?"

"Aww, thank you, I love you too!"

"Alright... Well... I gotta go, I- Um, I love you."

"I love you too baby, bye."

call with Josuke ended.

It felt so strange to say those words to Josuke, to call him baby and tell him he loves him, yet somehow, it was... refreshing. Like Okuyasu had needed this his whole life. Like something was coming together in his head. As he sat and thought about the phone call, Josuke's voice, the way he said he loved him, it clicked. It didn't matter if Okuyasu likes men or not. What does matter is that Okuyasu likes Josuke.

Josuke:

THANK YOU SO MUCH I OWE YOU ONE

Okuyasu:

it's no problem really

i like helping my friends out, especially for $20 and some bomb ass food

i also think i wouldn't mind being your boyfriend|

i also think i wouldn't mind being yo|

i also think i wouldn't|

i|

if you need me again hmu

Josuke:

you were really good at pretending to be my boyfriend|

you were really good at pretending to |

you were really good|

you we|

you know, i kind of liked it when you called me baby|

you know, i kind of liked it when you c|

you know, i kind of liked|

you know, |

alr, thanks again man

Okuyasu:

yw

2:30 a.m.

Josuke:

hey

you up?

Okuyasu:

are you just pulling some fuckboy stunt on me?

because i'm not here to be used and dropped

Josuke:

what?

okuyasu, are you okay?

i just wanted to talk to you about a bad dream i had but i'm not concerned about that any more

you seem upset, what happened?

Okuyasu:

i'm upset because i'm tired of being used! everybody is using me and i'm sick of it! my ex girlfriend used me when i dated her, and now you're trying to use me!

Josuke:

what happened?

okuyasu, what's wrong with you?

Okuyasu:

oh stop acting like you care

just stop

i'm so fucking sick of all of this

for four fucking months you've only texted me when you were bored or needed something from me

and i'm done

Josuke:

what?

no, okuyasu, i texted you because i wanted to!

Okuyasu:

just shut up

goodbye josuke.

3:00 a.m.

Josuke:

please talk to me

okuyasu?

7:00 a.m.

Josuke:

okuyasu, please

i want to know what happened

i didn't mean to make you feel used earlier

i was trying to hint at how i felt about you, i just suck at flirting

my family thinks i have a boyfriend because of the way i talk about you to them

1:08 p.m.

Josuke:

okuyasu

please

i need you to answer... even if you just tell me to go die

5:05 p.m.

Josuke:

okuyasu...

seen 5:06

okuyasu!

please talk to me ⚠︎ message not delivered ⚠︎

okuyasu, please!! ⚠︎ message not delivered ⚠︎

you can no longer text or call this number. 

"Jotaro, I don't want to go."

"Come on Josuke, it won't be that bad once you get there, I promise."

"But what if-"

"If he's there, then I won't make you talk to him. You can stay with Rohan and I."

Josuke made a face at the other man. "I don't want to spend a whole party with you guys practically fucking beside me."

Jotaro sighed, adjusting his hair underneath his hat. "Whatever, you're still coming with me. Let's go."

Josuke was sitting in a corner, a drink in his hands and his eyes closed. He didn't want to be here. Not only did he see Okuyasu, but he saw Okuyasu making out with his ex. It broke him inside, and though he was strong, he couldn't help but cry. Honestly, he really liked the guy, and seeing him like that, especially for the first time ever seeing him in person, wasn't pleasant. 

"Hey, you okay?" A slightly drunk Koichi crouched down in front of him.

"What? Oh, yeah- Yeah, I'm fine," the taller said quickly as he wiped his tears away frantically.

"No you aren't. What's wrong?"

Josuke began crying again, an accidental squeak coming from his mouth as he opened it and tried to speak. "It's just that Okuyasu and I got into a fight and now he's here and it's the first time I'm ever seeing him and he's kissing his ex and I have a crush on him and I saw them kissing and-"

"Josuke." Koichi interrupted, sighing and sitting down beside the other man. "He's here because Rohan told him you were coming. He wasn't kissing his ex. She forcefully kissed him, I had to pull her off of Okuyasu a few seconds after you ran away," he explained calmly, placing an arm around Josuke's shoulders protectively.

"It's not like it matters anyway though, he's not gay, he told me himself. He likes women."

"You can still talk to him and see if he wants to fix things, yeah?"

"He blocked me..."

Koichi shook his head. "Yeah, but he's here just because Rohan said you would be here."

Josuke ran a hand over his hair unconsciously. "Can I... Can I talk to him?"

"Of course you can. Do you want Rohan to come with him?"

"No, I wanna talk to him alone... Only if he's okay with that..."

"Alright," Koichi said, leaving the room to search for Okuyasu.

A few minutes later, Josuke heard footsteps. He clutched his cup as the waves of nausea and anxiety ripped through his body.

Stay cool. Stay cool. You've got this, you can fix this.

"Okuyasu! Please, please, please just let me talk to you, I promise I won't take long and..." Josuke trailed off. Fuck! What happened to staying cool?

Okuyasu slunk down into the spot Koichi had once been, although nowhere near as close. Avoiding eye contact, he laced his fingers together and sighed.

"Why did you continue texting me? Tell me the truth please. That's all I ask."

Josuke clenched his jaw, ready for rejection. "In the beginning, it was out of boredom. But after a few days, I realized that you're really cool and decided I wanted to be friends with you. But the more we talked, the more it became... something else," he admitted, eyes glued to the floor and lips pressed together. 

"So it was a fuckboy stunt? I knew that-."

"No! Please, I'm not finished," Josuke begged, desperation evident in the tone of his voice. "Something else doesn't mean 'wanting to get in your pants' for me."

"Then what is it, Josuke? Because to me, getting a text late at night asking if I'm awake is a little telling," Okuyasu sighed, slightly annoyed at this point. 

"Something else is the longing to run my fingers through your hair, hold your hand, look in your eyes, and... call you mine."

Okuyasu squinted, his top lip curling up on one side and eyebrows dipping together. "What are you talking about?"

"Listen, I don't wanna fuck you. Never have. Okuyasu, I-... I just want to love you. I don't want to introduce you to people as my friend, I want to call you mine. Fuck being your fucking friend, I want you to be my boyfriend."

Okuyasu took a deep breath in, the semi-silence crushing Josuke. All he could hear was the bump of the bass and some electronic dance melody, then of course his own heart beat. 

"Josuke, I just... I don't know."

Josuke's face fell, tensed shoulders dropping from his ears. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have told you anything. I know you're straight-"

"I just don't know what to think."

Josuke felt the hot tears prick at his lower lash line. "We can go back to being strangers if that's what would make you most comfortable... I'm sorry I fucked it up. I'm lucky to have gotten to know you for a few months, at the least."

Okuyasu, without thinking, grabbed Josuke's hand. It fit so well in his, felt so warm and comforting. He dragged his eyes from the other's shoes to the stray hairs surrounding his hairdo like a halo, and that was it. His decision was made, no more questioning. 

"Josuke, you aren't going anywhere. I don't know what to call it, but I think I like both. You shook it all up. You came into my phone and you knocked my entire world on its head."

"I'm sorry, I really didn't mean t-"

"Don't," Okuyasu interrupted. "Please don't be sorry. I thought I was just getting close with you, but all of a sudden, there was heat in my gut and my heart beats tripled in speed each time you texted. I ignored it, but the night you asked me to pretend to be your boyfriend felt so... right."

Josuke snapped his head toward Okuyasu, eyes newly full of hope.

"It felt like-"

"I was born to fall in love with you," Josuke confirmed quietly, finding it a bit odd that he had had the exact same thought during that interaction.

Okuyasu flicked his eyes away, nodding. "Yeah. It doesn't matter what I like, it only matters that you know that it's you. I know I barely know you, and this is our first time even seeing each other in person, but," he took a deep breath. "But looking at you here, hair a little messed up, cheeks red, nose runny, and eyes a shade of blue I don't think I've ever seen before, I know that I need to be with you for the rest of my life, no matter if it's a day or 80 years."

Tears once again tickled Josuke's lower lashes, a heart-warmed smile creeping across his face. "Do you mean that?"

Okuyasu nodded, smiling gently. "Can I- Uh, can I-?"

"Please," Josuke's heart fluttered as he squeezed Okuyasu's hand. 

The taller's eyes jumped up and down as they switched from Josuke's eyes to his lips over and over. With his free hand, he cupped the older's face, rubbing the peak of his blushed cheek with his rough thumb.

"You're so handsome," he whispered, barely audible over the booming EDM music. He moved in to kiss Josuke, but hesitated. "I... I don't know how to kiss a boy..."

Josuke giggled, the sound lighting Okuyasu's heart on fire. He watched as the older's nose scrunched and his eyes nearly disappeared before his teeth-flashing wide smile morphed into a shy, flirty smirk. 

"Like this," he whispered back, closing the gap between them. Okuyasu felt his entire body tingle, every bone becoming noting more than jelly and muscles useless. In their shared kiss was an unspoken promise of love and companionship for countless years and the almost overpowering sweetness of finding the love of your life. The kiss made them feel as though they could move mountains and walk on water, turn water into wine and heal the sick. They felt like gods, each worshipping the existence of the other. All the words they wanted to say and the thoughts they thought were condensed into that single kiss. If nothing else that night had confirmed it, the two finally got what they wanted. Josuke is Okuyasu's. Okuyasu is Josuke's. And absolutely nothing, not even the most powerful being to exist could rip them apart. So long as they were alive, they had one another.

[vapolis]

I... may or may not have a lot to unpack. Please bear with me for a few minutes.

First, yeah I saw that we could adopt a dog but my brain completely forgot and I was SO HAPPY AND HAD BUTTERFLIES FLUTTERING IN MY STOMACH when lil Princess started following Merc. I saw people have lots of cool and thoughtful names for her, but my Merc just want to rub her head with a big, genuine smile and say in their goofiest voice "You're such a good girl, Princess, a good giiiirrllll" - in front of all RO's, mind you, because their reactions will be PRICELESS and I'm here for it.

Also, now that Merc has a flaw (in the eyes of their enemies), I hope everyone gets EVEN MORE terrified of them because, oh, if anyone ever makes Princess feel uncomfortable again or do something with her... Well, I'm purposefully raising Merc's insanity for one reason only. Things will get messy.

Two paragraphs just to talk about Princess, yeah I know. She deserves it. I'm a dog simp. ✌️

There's one thing I didn't like though. WE HAVE TO CHOOSE BTW TALKING WITH JAX OR ROYAL, THAT'S DOWNRIGHT TORTURE AND I CANNOT MAKE THIS CHOICE. I CANNOT. I know it's just a little interaction in the big scope of things but let me repeat myself I CANNOT MAKE THAT CHOICE. I'm a collector, I must have all the romance points in full, no tossing any of the RO's aside to dust, nuh-uh. And between the two I'm most invested in? Torture. TORTURE I SAY! This is officially where Merc will acquire a siamese twin and their paths will split, thank you very much.

Wanted to ask, will we get the opportunity of being homey with the RO's? I mean, I'm pretty sure we will with Royal and Echo cause they are softies but with Jax and Orla? They seem much more improbable about doing it. But they have lives outside work so who knows? They may let Merc into it.

Yeah and there's the Ortega thing hovering around Merc's head. I "liked" him before. Now? Uh... Choices in life, right? We make them, Ortega made his. Not my business anymore, just Merc's, and I don't promise good things to come out of their head. Only Princess. Princess is the only good thought they have.

AND WE ALSO have new clues about our secret admirer huh. Got to get a glimpse of them (pun intended) and their fondness for windows. If they like to hide behind the glass, I know a certain police precinct that would be very comfortable for them, if they want it? Not five stars, but beggars can't be choosers and all that shit ya know.

Sorry this is long. I'm just blabbering, I need to sleep. I don't think I covered everything I wanted but IT'S A LOT AND I JUST FINISHED MY BRAIN IS MELTING BYE XOXO

princess is such a cute name but I'm just imagining merc saying that in a fight or calling for her and their enemies freezing bc ??? what did merc just call us ??? I wish I could do flavour text for so many name possibilities but alas.

the reactions (beyond D) are something I'm looking forward to as well! I originally wanted to include them in chapter 5 but tonally it didn't fit to me. we'll get there soon however.

I know choosing between jax or royal is evil but I have to start deepening the interactions at some point 😭 so there'll sadly be more of those kind of choices between all ROs.

you'll get to see more domestic moments with all of them at some point but they'll definitely differ based on how much the ROs want to let merc in. and you'll actually see jax's home next chapter too at some point and experience him outside of the club!

I figured people would end up disliking ortega lmao and can't blame u! considering he doesn't get paid enough to care, he really risks his life going after merc.

glad you enjoyed it overall!! <3

[novemberdevils]

Okay

(So life is hell and I’m just going to yap at you)

-legit so over the moon you have Tkachuk fighting Grosjean.

So- are both Tkachuks in Indy? Is Matthew any good?

What DOES Quinn do these days? I don’t know anything about NASCAR contracts did he make enough to just… chill?

Once again, thank you so so so so much for writing this fic/cursing me to be interested in F1 (what LV GP drama for Ferrari)

please yap at me all of the time i love to yap. as can be inferred from my current state of. yapping

in my head atm matthew is the only tkachuk in indy. i haven't totally filled the indy grid out in my head yet, but it is the same idea as the f1 one where it's like half actual indycar drivers and half nhl players shoved into cars (the f2 grid with luke is also the same). i will give some Indy Context bc the whole indy thing is mostly a massive sideplot (and self indulgence) so to me it doesn't feel like a particularly destructive spoiler

it's implied in some twitter usernames/display names that matthew drives for andretti in indycar, which is a good team -- and i do headcanon him (though ig it is just canon bc it's my fic) as being pretty good. not like alex palou good lmao, but he wins races. he does suffer from Aggressive Driver Disease which means a lot of people (+ the media) do not like him very much, but yknow. it is a bit more acceptable imo to be aggressive in indy as opposed to f1, same kind of with nascar, which is why i keep making vague references whenever jack gets particularly mouthy and quinn or someone makes some comment about how nascar or indy it is of him. like they do a lot more actual physical pushing of each other in indy, or getting in front of the cameras and saying they want to punch the guy who hit their car lmao. which is not so much of a thing in f1

but even by indy standards i see tkachuk as being kind of aggressive. hence him hitting grosjean. but there isn't really a "driver misconduct" penalty especially since that type of stuff usually happens if/after drivers end up being knocked out of the race. but! my personal canon/headcanon for mr indycar matthew tkachuk is that he ends up in a lot of incidents, can usually come back from them, and it is pretty damn good when he races clean. if you have ever watched an indy race you know those cars are like borderline indestructible compared to f1 cars. if the f1 car brushes the wall it Might be over but i have watched indycars get actually run over then still finish the race. like dude there was a tire on your head 25 laps ago and now you're crossing the finish line. are you okay

sorry. this is so rambly. the inertia universe andretti lineup in my brain is herta-kirkwood-tkachuk so do with that what you will. it is 2/3 real indycar drivers lmao. the only other Solid spots i have filled are grosjean in a juncos (which is real, also juncos sucks) and zegras in an arrow mclaren -- pato is definitely one of his teammates bc i just like him but do not ask me about the third arrow mclaren rn i have no idea. decision not yet made. and will smith (of the san jose sharks) is kicking around somewhere i just haven't totally decided where. maybe dale coyne or RLL idk all i know is He Is There. rookie seasoning it up

that was the world's most unnecessary indycar ramble i apologize. i could keep going but idk if anybody wants that. i have like half the mind to write an indy spinoff fic or something but i don't have a real plot for it lmao but i love indy so bad!!

QUINN. that's a great question tbh. i have not logicked that one out. as previously mentioned him being a retired nascar guy is a direct reference to nobody's favorite craftsman trucks driver dalton sargeant, however quinn did make it to cup series and didn't die in the feeder of all feeders, he was just kind of bad at being in cup series. and then. his retirement is really complicated. i keep making it more complicated. he cannot have shit in this universe

oh anyways. dalton sargeant is like. a professional?? fisherman?? i don't know. point is i have no real idea what he's up to. whatever it is he's doing he has a lot of spare time to hang around race tracks when he can (he goes to all the US f1 races and maybe canada i am yet to decide and he pops up around indy sometimes by proxy of being friendly with some of the guys over there) but he probably does. Something. the money from being a NASCAR driver does help but that cannot last forever. maybe i need to work that out

anyways. i am as always very glad you like the fic 💕 spreading the f1 plague to the unsuspecting hockey rpfers, one 20k word chapter at a time

[lunar-clementine]

I'm so tornnnnn

like on one hand the maybe misinterpreted signals

and on the other the complete undeniable ignoring.

(Ya'll pleez be gentle with my writing, I'm not that amazing, also this is soothe myself mostly)

I hate this. stop it love it is unfair for u to ruin such a sweet soul that is so shiny. ur a terrible person. u know that. he is like the fucking sun and I'm definitely the hell on the darkside of the moon. the sun does not belong to u. it belongs to the world. u deserve the hell on earth. just like the family u come from. his family is just as radiant. do not dare covet the sun he does not belong to u

the sun does not belong to anyone.

the the ignoring as the gods trying to keep distance between u.

and the signals as ur daydreaming.

the sun is not yours he doesn't belong to anyone.

let go of the sun you'll steal all the radiant light from him

that is far to cruel of a thing to do

the sun is not yours he does not belong to anyone

The sun should never be near u

u should never ever again covet the sun

let go

the sun doesn't belong to anyone and he most certainly doesn't belong to u.

let him go love if u know what's best for him. let those thoughts go away. Love ur making a mistake by fighting this.

fuck I love his smile it's adorable even as baby

the point is those dimples are drawing me in and I should not do this fuckkkk

the sun isn't yours love

the sun doesn't belong to u love

the sun can't be help down by u love

stop this love

fuck no

I can't

I legit can't do this

I won't be able toooo

but u know after he saw that the name of my book review was " girl who drank the moon" which if u don't know I see myself in as the character,luna, and he was all " I'll be the guy who ate the sun"

shut. The. front. door. no. u did not say the name of her soul mate that I dreamt up

I thought my hear wa saying to swell out of pure admiration for something so small and insignificant. I was so dazed for a moment when he said that lmao and he said that so casually and I was starstruck for a good while.

wow like he said that. that thing in my brain that made me so happy. I was so elated u don't even knowwww

he really said be the moon for everyone I'll be ur sun 🤭🫠

God fuck my lifeeee he's just perfect in my eyes and can do no wrong so cut and adorable and wonderful and honestly how am I not throwing myself at him so strange

I feel like I found my soulmate thelusaaa

he ticks all the boxes

not like my dad

no smoking or drinking

no anger issues

a good listener

tall enough that me

and most of he loves children from what I've seen so far so he won't ever hurt his children at all mentally or physically

I'm young and stupid so what do I know

Right?

Right?

I swear it on god this boy is driving me insanee

please don't be inlove with somebody else

please just look my way forever

just don't give your heart to someone else

dear God

consider this my love letter and my song of sorrows

this fear is immense and I

am a mortal whose soul has been captured

in the net

we all like to call

love

this is torturous and blissful

The symphony of silence is forever

when ur not around me

why is it that

I seem to look at u like the stars

but u hate the nighttime?

if ur the sun in my life

the eight minutes apart leave me lifeless

but ur that bright

u don't see ur surroundings

or perhaps

even worse

u choose to ignore them

that seems like a stake to my heart

when u smile at the other one

I'm desperately hoping

praying

u don't love

Someone else?

[misery-has-no-company-now]

Ahhhh hellooo??? This is like - so beautiful. The quote is going to be stuck in my head for quite some time now, and is already living there. I listened to the song just now, and the way you included that line in this story is really amazing.

Maybe it's because I was reading up on this earlier as well, but the lyrics kind of remind me about the French Revolution - with all that about wearing a red scarf so as to not get beheaded or 'to keep their little heads from falling in the snow' for being considered a rebel. This is a disputed claim with not much evidence supporting it actually happened though, and I'm not sure what the actual purpose of the song was but still, take how I relate this to the French Revolution as you will (louiiiieeee)

Also I can't believe I'm a certified New York simp now 😅 what did I do to reach this point lmao 😂 Thanks for mentioning me though, I loved reading this ✨️✨️

The opening scene was so adorable!!! You had my heart from the start (: I bet York used to skip around and swing his arm whenever he was holding someone's hand, hence making them do the same 💞

England is forever terrible. He can jump into a ditch please and thank you. Their playfighting again takes my heart. Aww Mass, no seagull will ever bite him 🥰 Yorkie's too sweet to all the birds for that.

The names he gave the birds 🥹🥹 New York should have been in charge of naming everything in the entire country. Kraai is not standing for his nonsense though. It's amazing how New York invokes parental feelings in other species as well 😌

No, New York, one person hurt is more than enough, don't go-

Mass enjoying the chaos of the Boston Massacre is so Mass-coded. And the way the enjoyment turns into fear when he sees York though. Like, he'll fight right from the front, but his brother better get his ass back home or else-

Nooooo noooo noooo New York got shottt!!!! 😭😭 Any part of my heart that I somehow hadn't given to these two already has been ripped out and is gonneeeee (for the record, how many times is this kid going to get hurt lmao like talk about no sense of self-protection or safety).

The ending was beautiful. Mass would talk to an inanimate object if that meant saving someone he loved, no matter how ridiculous it seems. Their protection comes before his self-respect. I wish I could say more because there's so much I love about this story, but I've unfortunately got to go right now and I don't want to write anything in a rush so I'll just end with telling you how much I love this ficcc ♥️♥️

And, dear York, you would fall, and turn the white snow red as strawberries~

Ships: None!

Warnings: getting shot, inaccurately described historical events (the Boston Massacre), and the way that my age sh*t works is a little wonky (lets just say that NY is maybe a teenager here?).

Genre: Hurt/Comfort I guess-

Title is inspired by: “White Winter Hymnal” by the Fleet Foxes.

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March 5th, 1770

Massachusetts gently held New York’s hand as the walked along the Boston Harbor, and New happily walked next to him, lost in his own little world. Mass chuckled fondly but quietly at the child like wonder in NY’s eyes as the slightly taller colony looked out onto the ocean. After a few more minutes of walking, the two colonies decided to take a break, and each took a seat on the edge of the harbor, their legs hanging over the side. He yet again chuckled at the childish wonder in NY’s eyes along with the slight spark that he had thought was long gone.

"Like what ya see Yorkie?" Mass teased, smirking when NY jumped a tiny bit.

"H-huh? Oh- uh- yeah it’s pretty I guess." NY said before turning back to look at the vast ocean. Mass couldn’t help but frown slightly at the faint-but-still-visible bruise on NY’s cheek from England.

The two just sat there in silence for a little bit lost in their own thoughts, until Massachusetts heard a small giggle from his little brother. He turned to York with a small smirk.

"What’s so funny Yo-" Mass was cut off by a splash of water hitting him directly in the face. He spluttered a little as he tried to regain his composure. He opened his eyes and smiled evilly at New York, who chuckled nervously. “Oh you little sh*t!-"

Massachusetts splashed a bit of water at New York before tackling, pinning and tickling him. He smiled when his little brother’s laughter filled the air, and he eventually stopped, gently rubbing the feeling off York’s torso. He ruffled the taller’s hair and grinned "That’s whatcha get for messin’ wit’ me Yorkie!~”

"Yeah yeah whateva’…." NY said, curling up next to his big brother.

“Hey Matthew!! Cmere!"

Massachusetts turned around at hearing the use of his human name. "Ey Yorkie I’m bein’ called i think. Ya wanna come wit’ me or do ya wanna stay here?”

"I’ll stay here." NY said, though he was obviously too busy playing with a seagull that had come to say hello.

Mass snorted a bit. "Okay then. By the way, those things bite. Just sayin’." he said before walking off in the direction he heard his name be called from.

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[half an hour later]

NY had been busy playing with a seagull and a crow that resided at the Boston Harbor, and had ever so fondly given them the names Kraai (the Dutch word for crow), and Zee (short the Dutch word: Zeemeeuw, which means seagull). Animals, especially birds and cats, had always brought him a weird amount of happiness. One that he rarely ever got nowadays. He chuckled a little when Kraai jumped on his shoulder and squawked. York did his best to mimic the sound, but it sounded more like an angry cat. Kraai gave him a gentle wack with her wing and squawked at him, sounding a lot like a mother lecturing a child.

"Okay okay I know, I know that was terrible…." NY said with a small chuckle. A sudden gunshot pierced the air, making the young colony flinch. He got up and started running to where he heard the gunshot, in case of Massachusetts being hurt. That would be bad….. Zee and Kraai followed him, flying high in the air.

He got to the city square and hid behind a building, peaking his head out. What he saw was utter chaos. There were people, mainly colonists, all running around in a frenzy as about……nine??? soldiers shot at them. NY frantically looked through the crowd, trying to find his big brother. He eventually caught sight of him and sighed exasperatedly when he saw Massachusetts with a chaotic grin on his face. He jumped a tiny bit when a body dropped behind him.

"Mass!!" He shouted, desperately trying to get the older’s attention.

Massachusetts turned his head at the sound of his name, and the grin quickly faded when he saw his little brother, who was standing in the middle of it all. Sh*t sh*t sh*t he never meant for York to be a part of this! Fun was over, Operation: Get NY out here had begun.

"York?? What’re you doin’ ere’?! Are ya crazy?!?!" He yelled, running over to New York, who looked kinda scared.

"I could be askin’ you the same damn question dumbass!!” York shouted, covering his ears a little. He had never liked loud noises.

"Get outta ere’!! Are you tryin’ to get shot?!?" Mass shouted, hugging the taller colony close.

"I came ere’ lookin’ for you!! I was worried that you had gotten shot dumbass!!" New York responded, burying his face in Mass’s hair.

Mass’s face softened slightly at that as he started to escort York and himself out of the city square. Suddenly, New York threw himself in front of Massachusetts, and in turn the soon-to-be Bay State’s face paled a ghostly white as he looked down in front of him. New York was curled up gasping slightly and coughing in pain as he clutched his stomach. Mass didn’t even have to be told anything to know that NY had been shot. Especially when he saw the snow beneath them be died as red as strawberries in the summer time. DAMMIT.

He quickly picked up NY and ran behind a building, muttering an apology when he heard a whimper and yelp from the younger. Mass waited till he was sure that there were no witnesses to teleport into a clearing in the woods. He gently laid his injured brother on the ground and wrapped his jacket around the wound to try and stop the bleeding, and then closed his eyes to try and summon one of the other colonies to help. Dammit. It wouldn’t work. He was too stressed to focus. God NY’s breathing had slowed down a lot….. Wait- why wasn’t NY moving anymore?? Mass checked his pulse, and sighed in mild relief when he felt a pulse. He took off NY’s coat and pressed it against the wound, wincing when NY gasped in pain and coughed, blood spluttering on his lips. Mass cried quietly and hugged his brother close, fully convinced that this would be his brother’s next painful death. That was, until, he heard the caw of a crow above him.

Massachusetts looked up to see Kraai flying above them, and was about to swat her away until he noticed that Kraai seemed to be releasing worried-sounding coos and nudging at NY’s arm with her wing. God he couldn’t believe what he was about to do…..

"Hey uh-" Damn. Is he really talking to a bird right now? "Can ya- umm…. I doubt that you can understand me….. but if you can, NY is hurt and he needs help, can you go get help?" Mass was really hoping that this worked, even if it was ridiculous that he was talking to a bird.

Kraai tilted her head a bit before doing her best to do what somewhat resembled a nod and flying away. It worked! It actually worked! Holy sh*t! Mass could cry tears of joy and he nearly did. He hugged his little brother close, whispering reassuring words into his ears.

"Everything’s gonna be alright…..helps on the way….."

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My fellow NY simps: @stawpny @misery-has-no-company-now @alaskashigh @kyledoesstuff-09 <3

And you cuz yes: @jazzyfrog <333

We love Kraai (the crow) and Zee (the seagull) here (they are original characters maybe-)

[astelren]

OP to you being clueless to their flirting/feelings II

ೃ⁀➷ TW/CW: Fluff, Gender Neutral Reader, Teasing, Nothing much, Doflamingo being extra like always, let me know if I need to add more TW/Tags ♡ Minors please interact with me only by liking or reblogs. ➳ Characters: Nico Robin, Nami, Eustass Kid, Killer, Donquixote Doflamingo, Crocodile, Dracule Mihawk, Koby

⤠ Part I ⤟ One Piece Masterlist ⤠ Cbat Song ⤟

someone asked for Doflamingo, Mihawk, and Crocodile so here they are 💞💞 I hope you will like this, I'm not so sure about certain characters fhfkf

In Robin's eyes, you are the cutest thing she ever saw in her life. You are so adorable over how completely oblivious you are to her flirting or everyone else's, she doesn't really have the heart to tease you that much. Still expect a very soft and kind "I like you very much" from her while she caresses your cheek in a very intimate moment.

Truth to be told, Kid hates you just a little bit. How fucking oblivious can you actually be?? Like, hello??? He's being flirting with you for ages, why don't you get the hint already??? Does he have to scream at you his love?! Because he won't do it. Just no. Accept his gifts of love which consisting of intense bullying (with love)

Killer doesn't mind that much. Sure, sometimes he does get slightly annoyed by it, but seeing you smile makes him forget about it. He also seems the type to not confess and prefers to watch you from afar, so it doesn't surprise me that you didn't get his "flirting", since he just clearly favours you (don't say it in front of Kidd though, he might get pissed about it lmao)

Just endless teasing from Nami, we can end it there. You are just so cute, so oblivious, so adorable that she wants to squeeze you! Doesn't mind that much that you don't get it when she is flirting you, she just makes it very hard to not get the hint when she is so straightforward with her feelings, loving to see you getting so embarrassed.

How the fuck did you managed to think that Doflamingo is just being friendly (or nice) is beyond me. But okay. He clearly favours you with; luxurious gifts (even if you try to reject them), his attention only on you, and his not at all subtle flirting. Why should he hide his feelings when he can say time and time again how he likes you and wishes you to be a part of his family, he swears you will make a new beautiful addition.

The same could be said about Crocodile, much to his despise. He clearly favours you over others and doesn't mind flirting to the point of calling you different pet names without shame (I feel like he's the type of calling you doll, pretty face, beauty, etc). More protective of you since your obliviousness, but overall just finds it a charme. Sometimes he wishes you will get the hint though, deeply sighing whatever you comment over how nice Crocodile is.

I feel like Mihawk would be very similar to Killer; just a lot more open with his feelings, his eyebrows frowning whatever you say what good friends you two are when he thought his way of courting you was very obvious but it's not like he minds it that much, he finds it quite cute how clueless you are. More excuses to protect you!

Koby is as bad as you are, so don't worry. He can't fathom the idea that his biggest crush ever has feelings for him, he simply can't accept it. However that doesn't mean he won't stop flirting with you even if you don't it get, he finds it a bit cute to be honest, but he will make sure you get how much his heart beats for you. He is very determined.

This work belongs to @/sevywy, do not repost, translate, copy, rewrite or share on tiktok without my permission. Reblogs are appreciated and encouraged♡

[rickmandowneyjr]

Can you please do Severus x wife!reader where the reader ignores him just to see how he would react but he gets upset because he doesn't know why r is ignoring him so he cooks dinner and ends with Smut. lmao <3

Hmph!

Fluff, Angst(just for a sec), Smut (18+)

Pairing: Severus Snape x Wife!Reader

Warning: NSFW, established relationship, ignoring(?)

Word count: 3012

A/N: Idk I felt like writing some Severus smut :p Also, Sev is arguably ooc, but I felt like he'd be playfully cute with his wife (when they're alone lol). Anyway, hope you like it nonnie! :)

(it's 3am and I keep falling asleep as I try to proof read. So, I'm sorry if there are typos 🙈)

It was 7:30 and you were fresh out of the shower, your towel still wrapped around you and little droplets of water still on your skin. Looking over to the bed, you saw your husband sleeping ever so peacefully. With a small smile on your face, you walked over to your side of the bed. You slowly leaned and... grabbed your pillow, and smacked him in the face, startling him out of his (no longer) undisturbed slumber.

As he sprung up and out of bed, you let out a hearty laugh and said, "Good morning, sleepyhead."

As he looked around the room, squinting, his eyes finally found you and his shoulders slumped as he shut his eyes. He shook his head, and you took in his morning form. He was still in his black pyjama pants, and shirtless (he liked a colder room and though you didn't really mind, you kept the room warm cause who'd pass up on a chance to get Sev shirtless). He ran a hand through his hair, which was messy, but in the best way possible, as he sighed deeply. He slowly opened his eyes and said, "Why on earth did I think getting married was a good idea?"

"Sometimes I wonder the same thing," you sassed back.

He narrowed his eyes at you and you returned the gesture, locking in a staring contest with him. Neither of you was willing to look away. After a minute or so, you felt the need to blink, but you weren't going to lose. No way. You smirked and let your towel slip just a little and Severus' eyes immediately darted to the newly exposed skin.

"I win!" you cheered playfully as you adjusted the towel back into place.

"Hey, that's playing dirty!" He complained, taking two long strides to be right in front of you.

"I have no idea what you're talking about. My hand simply slipped," you said, feigning innocence.

"Sure it did," he rolled his eyes. "That wasn't fair."

You raised an eyebrow, and mimicked his voice and tone to the best of your abilities, "It may have escaped your notice, but life isn't fair."

"You dare use my own words against me, Snape?" He teased before his expression twisted into a weird one. "Saying that with my last name feels odd."

You laughed and he wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you into him. "Now, how about you let your hand slip again?" He leaned down to kiss you but your hand grabbed his face, gently smushing it as you said, "Nope. Go shower. We're going to be late for breakfast."

He gave you an annoyed look and you glared at him, getting a "...fine," out of him before he walked off towards the bathroom.

Severus Snape. Potions Master of Hogwarts. Dungeon Bat. Double Agent who managed to deceive the greatest wizard of all time. Absolutely terrifying to his students. However, in your eyes? The softest baby to exist, and you loved troubling him. Which is what would be on the agenda for today.

Just as you finished getting ready for the day, so did Severus. He walked up behind you and saw you sport an annoyed expression when he looked at you in the mirror. He slowly wrapped his arms around your waist and said, "Since I'm ready now, do I get my kiss?"

"No," you huffed and pushed his arms off you. "I don't wanna talk to you right now."

Clearly taken aback by the change in behaviour, he asked, "Why? What did I do?"

"Did I say you did something?"

"...no?"

"Exactly. You did nothing," you mumbled. 'I could always become an actor in the muggle world,' you thought, pleased with how convincing you sounded.

"So... Was it because I didn't do something?"

"Severus, contrary to what you might think... My life does not revolve around you."

The confused look on Severus' face nearly made you lose your composure. He looked so adorable as he tried to figure out what had happened. He was perplexed, to say the least. Just half an hour ago, the two of you were messing around and having fun. What happened in the amount of time that he was in the shower?

"So... You're not mad at me?"

"I never said that."

"Then, you're mad at me," he paused to choose how he'd phrase it before he continued, "For something someone else did?"

"What part of this respects 'I don't want to talk to you right now', hmm?" You snapped, not having an actual response because you were spinning quite a ridiculous story.

He contemplated something for a moment, and when he looked you in the eye, you scolded, "And don't even think about using Legilimency on me."

His eyes widened as he threw his arms up, defensively. Taking a few steps back, he opened his mouth to ask you something but decided against it since he didn't want to risk angering you even more. As he turned around, you let a small smile slip, before returning to the frown that you'd have to wear around him for the rest of the day.

You walked past him and out the door, slamming it shut behind you, getting Severus out of his thoughts, and he rushed to follow you.

The walk to the Great Hall was silent and you could feel his eyes on you the whole time. Walking in, you asked for Professor Flitwick to swap seats with you and chose to sit next to Minerva, concerning Severus even further.

As he sat down next to Severus, Filius asked, "Trouble in paradise?"

"Don't," Severus warned, and returned his attention to his plate, getting lost in trying to understand what had happened.

Minerva softly nudged you and asked, "So, what's the issue?"

"Hmm?" You asked, realising she was referring to your change of seat. "Oh, nothing."

"Then why are you sitting with me? Not that I don't love your company..."

"I'm messing with him. He thinks I'm mad at him."

"And you're not?"

"Nah."

"Why, then?" She asked, genuinely curious.

"I don't know. It's just fun to mess with him. Also, we haven't had any sort of argument in a while. It's good to keep things interesting, you know?"

She gave you a confused look and you continued. "Besides, when he realises that I was just joking, the make-up sex will be great," you stated casually, never even looking away from your food.

Not hearing a response from Minerva, you looked up, only to see her giving you an incredulous look, and chuckled.

"Forget I asked," she said, returning her attention back to her own plate.

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Severus was in class, and for the first time in a while, his mind was elsewhere as he taught. After a certain point, he'd found himself unable to explain things without losing his train of thought. He had written his instructions on the board, made sure that they were perfect, and then had told the class to follow them to a T. He sat at his desk with a stack of papers that he knew he wasn't going to grade, letting his mind drift to the morning's incident.

'What did I do? Wait, no. She said it wasn't something I did. Then again, her words made no sense. Was it my "Why did I think getting married was a good idea?" comment? No, we were fine after that. At least, she seemed fine. She was laughing with me so she knew it was a joke. Did I offend her by asking her to let her hand slip? No, she doesn't mind my teasing; quite enjoys it, actually. Did someone tell her that I did something? Did Minerva tell her that I finished her favourite snack?! Well, I got her a new packet, so no.'

The entire class went by with Severus mainly lost in thought, answering a few queries here and there. That was the fashion in which all his lectures would go by, that day. As he finished his last class for the day, he decided that he'd make you a nice dinner to apologise (for what, he'd figure out eventually). He finished all his work and wound up a little earlier than usual.

Entering your room, he swiftly made his way to the kitchen, knowing he had a little over an hour before you got back after a detention with some student. He started on your favourite and with a flick of his wand, he started preparing the living room and dining area. The curtains shut themselves and candles floated into place all around the room.

He finished just in time, with 15 minutes to spare and proceeded to the outside rooms, lighting each candle. As he was lighting the last few candles, you entered, your eyes widening at the sight in front of you.

"What's all this?" You asked.

"I wanted to apologise," he said. You opened your mouth to speak but he cut you off, saying, "Please let me finish." He sighed and continued, "I'll admit I don't know what I did to offend you or hurt you - and believe me when I say that I've been racking my brain all day, wondering what the cause could possibly be. I just know that I love you, and I don't like that I did something to hurt you. So, I'm sorry. When I married you, I made a silent vow that I'd try every day, to be worthy of your love. I have failed that today and-"

You grabbed his face gently as you got on your toes to plant a kiss on his lips, shutting him up.

"I'm sorry," you mumbled softly, and he gave you a confused look. You bit your lip nervously and said, "I was only messing around."

He looked annoyed and relieved at the same time. "I didn't think you'd take me so seriously," you said, motioning to the candle-lit room. He stayed silent and didn't say anything. Feeling the urge to defend yourself, you said, "I mean... In my defence, my explanation was pretty pathetic. I can't believe you actually fell for it." You pouted and his stern expression softened as relief washed over him.

You walked up to him and threw your arms around his neck, pecking his lips gently. His arms wrapped around your waist and he cocked an eyebrow at you as he looked down at you. "However, Mrs. Snape, I cannot let you simply... get away with such behaviour," he said in a suggestive tone as his grip around your waist tightened.

"Is that so?" You played along.

"I'm afraid you must learn that your actions have consequences... the hard way." You could feel your body getting hotter as he spoke, his deep voice making you weak in the knees as always.

"Lemme make it up to you. How does that sound?" You said, tracing your finger along his chest.

He sat down on the couch with his legs spread, and said, "Actions speak louder than words, darling."

A small smile played at your lips as your hands rested on his knees as you sank to yours. You slowly ran your hands up his thighs, finding the waistband and undoing the buttons. His head fell back as your fingers wrapped around his shaft, setting him free. You slowly moved your hand up and down up his length, getting him hard almost instantly. Your thumb circled the head, smearing the precum, and you placed a single kiss as you felt him get impatient.

With his head still leaning back, he glanced at you, reminding you, "You're making it up to me tonight. So, no teasing, love. Now," he said, closing his eyes entirely, "put that pretty little mouth of yours to use for something other than messing with me."

"Yes, sir," you said before wrapping your lips around his thick cock and slowly taking him in farther down your throat with each bob of your head. His eyelids fluttered as a guttural moan escaped him, and you could slowly feel the wetness pooling in your panties.

He straightened up, looking at you with his dark eyes and pupils blown with lust. "Eyes on me," he commanded, and you did as asked, watching him through a few stray strands of your hair as his tip hit the back of your throat. Using his hands, he brushed the hair away from your face and gathered it all in a loose ponytail in one of his large hands.

You hollowed your cheeks out, and one of your hands moved to the base of his shaft, stroking the part that your mouth couldn't please. Your movements were rhythmic, with your lips meeting your fingers and he squirmed in his seat as he fought the urge to buck his hips, which let you know he was close. Sure enough, a minute later he cried out in pleasure as he felt his finish approaching. "Darling, I'm about to-"

He lost his words as he felt you go all the way down on his cock, allowing him to bottom out in your mouth. The pleasure proved to be too overwhelming and you felt hot ropes of his seed coating the walls of your throat. You pulled away, coughing slightly as you tried to catch your breath.

He leaned forward and cupped your face, his thumb wiping the few tears that had escaped your eyes. You leaned into his touch and he breathlessly mumbled, "F-fuck, darling. That was- Are you okay?"

You smiled and bit your lip, giving him a soft nod. His hand on your face moved to the back of your neck, and he pulled you closer, kissing you tenderly. Though you enjoyed it, you gently bit his lip, and slowly increased the pace, adding a sense of urgency to the kiss. His breathing got heavier and he began unbuttoning your shirt. His kisses trailed down your neck, finding every bit of newly exposed skin. He moved away and pulled you onto the sofa, next to him. Leaning you back against the armrest, his arms slid down your sides, quickly sliding your pants off.

He eyed you hungrily; you in your lacy lingerie. He licked his lips as his fingers hooked into the waistband, yanking them off in such a hurry that you swore you heard a little rip.

"You're dripping," he observed.

He leaned over you, one hand steadying him and the other swiftly unclasping your bra before he discarded it. His mouth latched itself onto one of your peaks, his tongue swirling around it as his hand trailed down to your heat, and his thumb circled your clit. A breathy moan escaped you as a finger entered you while his mouth sucked and softly bit your nipple before providing the other with similar attention.

Biting down on your nipple, he simultaneously inserted another finger into your soaking cunt, earning a gasp from you. He pulled away from you, his digits still fucking you, painfully slow. You bit down on your lip, holding off your whining for him to increase the pace. He peppered soft kisses along your jaw, stopping at your ear. His hot breath sends goosebumps all over your body as he said, "Let me hear you, little one."

His thumb pressed against your bundle of nerves and you threw your head back as a loud moan escaped you. His mouth immediately met yours, and your tongues swirled around messily.

"There we go," he praised in between the sloppy kiss. "Just like that, darling."

He could feel you begin to squirm as your orgasm inched closer and promptly pulled his fingers out, resulting in an audible whine coming from you. He tutted as he reminded you that you were in no position to complain. Before you could protest, he'd lined his cock up with your entrance and pinned your wrists, pushing in roughly and triggering a high-pitched shriek of pleasure. He started thrusting, slowly and lazily, making you writhe in his grip.

He chuckled at your desperation as you finally gave in a pleaded, "Faster, Sev. Please."

"Why? Don't you enjoy it when I mess around?" He teased

"I get your point. I'm sorry," you mumbled breathlessly. He cocked his eyebrow before humming in approval and saying, "Alright. Apology accepted."

"Great. Now fuck my brains out, please."

He just laughed as he released his grip on your wrists, holding your hips instead; he raised your hips, changing the angle he was hitting you at. "Why didn't you say so, sooner?" Was all he said before he increased the pace, pounding into you ruthlessly. You screamed at the feeling, mumbling incoherent words as your orgasm began building up once again.

The room was filled with a mixture of sounds: Severus' skin slapping against yours, your mumbling, and his laboured breathing. It didn't take long for you to come, but Severus didn't let up. He continued ramming his head against your cervix, making you cry out in pain and pleasure all at once. You rode out your high as he fucked you, and he came just as you were coming off it. He emptied himself inside you before pulling out and setting you down. He leaned against the other armrest, trying to catch his breath as you panted, too.

After a few minutes of silence, he spoke up, his gaze still fixed on the ceiling.

"Shall we eat? I feel like we've worked up an appetite," he chuckled.

"You know I love you, right?" You asked.

"What?"

"Earlier," you sighed, "You mentioned that you felt like you weren't worthy of my love."

Severus continued staring at the ceiling, not finding the words to explain himself to you. You eyed him as you said, "You are more than worthy, Severus Snape. You deserve the world and I'm sorry if I haven't made that clear enough. I definitely won't let that happen again."

Severus was about to counter you when you cut him off unintentionally. "Now that all that sappy stuff is out of the way..." you said.

His head snapped in your direction as he felt your tongue run along the length of his cock. "What are you doing?"

"Cleaning you up?" you mumbled with his cock still in your mouth.

"What about dinner?"

"It's cold, already. It can wait," you stated as you began stroking him, getting him hard once again. "Besides, you can't expect someone to pay attention to dinner when dessert is right in front of them."

His head fell back as you bobbed yours slowly and he let out a deep sigh.

"Oh, Merlin."

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p.s. (more like s.p. cause shameless promo lol) - I released a new Severus Snape x Reader fic called "Severendipitous Love". Check it out! It's gonna be smutty, fluffy, funny(imo) and badass with a splash of angst. It's out on Wattpad and AO3 (links in this post). Okie, I'm done. Thanks for reading!

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[rendevousz]

freak

avengers x teen!fem!reader

summary: you get captured during a mission and the team saves you.

warnings: language, violence, brief misogyny, torture, **NO sexual assault (because as i was proofreading, i only implied most of the torture scenes because i didn't want to write it in graphic detail and i realised the vague wordings might be misinterpreted as sexual assault which IT IS NOT, just clearing it up), and also again, my inability to write good endings

word count: 4589

notes: i just rewatched iron man 2 so that explains justin hammer LMAO also ooc justin hammer because even tho mans evil, he gets extremely um.. cruel here but anyways i hope you enjoy this!!

you were 13 when you first met the avengers and 16 when you officially joined. you grew up as one of HYDRA's experimented children and the team had found you when they raided the base that you were in.

a small, sickly-looking kid you were, sat against your cell wall, hugging your knees. 13 but you could probably pass off as a 10 year old due to how malnourished and miserable you were. burying your head in between your knees, you covered your ears as the loud gunshot noises filled the whole place. the metal door of your cell slamming open against the wall had you whimpering, hands above your head in fear.

every time the door slammed open, guards would come drag you out for more experiments so it was an instinct for you to cower in fear at the sound.

"last room in the west hall, i found a little girl."

you heard nothing because you were covering your ears, preparing yourself to be forcefully dragged by the guards to the experiment room. but it never came.

"hey," a soft voice called. you were violently shaking at this point, breathing heavily as you tried to calm down. "hey, it's okay." the voice called out again and you felt them touch your shoulders.

your head immediately jolted up, flinching away from the stranger's touch. your eyes met a blue pair as you backed away into the corner in fear. "i'm sorry! i'm sorry, i didn't mean to." the man apologised. you slowly looked up at him, observing him. he had on a full black outfit, a quiver of arrows slinging on his shoulder and he was holding onto a bow.

"don't be scared. i'm here to help," he states with his hands out, as if to calm you down. "that's what they all say." you hissed through gritted teeth and a tear-stained face, glaring at him even though that could've been a very wrong move had it been with an actual HYDRA guard.

despite the strange feeling of being safe around this man, you didn't let your guard down. that's exactly what those scientists said seven years ago. trusting kind-looking men got you into this hell you never thought you would ever escape from and you weren't going to make the same mistake again.

"clint," a red-headed female, also in all black, entered through the open door of your cell with her pistol up. at the sight of the weapon, you broke your glare towards the man. your breathing quickened and you went back to your original position before the archer came; body pressed up against your knees and covering your ears with your palms.

"i'm sorry! i'm sorry! i'll come! please don't use that on me again," you whimpered, voice muffled as your face was hidden against your knees. the woman freezes mid-walk, looking at her friend with a bewildered expression.

"nat! put that away!" clint whispered harshly, eyes glaring at the pistol in nat's hands. nat's jaw dropped in realisation, a small gasp leaving her lips as she immediately put away her weapon.

she slowly makes her way to you and clint puts his arm out before she could get closer. he looks at her with a worried expression as he shook his head, as if telling her that she can't get too close to you. nat nods understandingly, crouching down a distance from you.

"hey," she spoke softly. "i promise you that we're not here to hurt you." you kept your face hidden from her, still hugging your legs tightly. nat sighs before sitting down.

"here, let's introduce ourselves. i'm nat and this right here is clint." you hear her speak and when you slowly lifted up your head, you saw the both of them sitting down in front of you, seeming to have made themselves at home in your pathetic cell. "what's your name?"

name? you had never been able to use your name before. you always kept your own name deep in your heart despite no one ever using it, afraid you would forget it if you stopped thinking of it. the only name they ever called you here was 'number five'.

"y/n," you whispered, still doubtful about these people's intentions. you almost burst out crying when you said your name out loud. that was the first time you introduced yourself with your actual name and not the number you were given ever since you were captured.

nat must have noticed this because she immediately spoke up, trying to distract you from your consuming thoughts. "y/n...that's a pretty name for a pretty girl like you. how old are you, y/n?" she asks again.

you contemplated once more but decided it was fine. you knew you were probably going to regret trusting these two strangers but what could be worse than what HYDRA has been doing to you for years?

"13," you muttered, looking down at your lap. you were now timidly seated cross-legged, playing with the tattered hem of your shorts. you heard a small gasp from one of them and looked up to see clint with his jaw dropped.

the two adults were both thinking of the same thing. how could you be 13? you were so small and sickly-looking, they didn't even think you were older than ten, let alone an early teen.

"i know you're scared and you have all the reasons in the world to be, but i promise you, we're here to help. we'll get you out of here, only if you trust us. will you trust us?" nat says. your mind was conflicted. you were either going to finally get out of this hellhole or you were going to be taken somewhere even worse than here. but could anywhere really be worse than here?

you decided to take a leap of faith and trust these two strangers. that decision had to have been the best decision you've ever made in your life.

you were now 18, an official avenger and you had the most amazing family you could've ever asked for. they were a bit on the crazier side but could you really have a normal family when said family consisted of superheroes? but you weren't complaining. you loved these people.

they were the ones who took care of you when you thought you had no one. having been a HYDRA experiment, you had abilities the normal human didn't. said ability being shapeshifting and healing. that's why you became an avenger. your shapeshifting ability was essential during missions where you had to sneak in and you being able to heal others was crucial when medic wasn't able to be there on time.

you pretty much came along to every mission despite the adults saying you don't have to. you knew they were only doing that to protect you from dangers of all those missions but how could you not when you had such abilities? they'd be much better with you helping.

that was why you were here, in bulgaria, fighting alongside the team. well, just steve, nat, clint, bucky and tony.

justin hammer had managed to get his hands on a type of out-of-this-planet weapon that tony was also trying to retrieve, and he had big plans with it. hence why the avengers had to come where hammer had wrecked havoc in; sofia, bulgaria. he had upgraded his robots with the tech used for the stolen weapon.

with evil robots attacking the whole city, it felt like you were living the story that wanda told you of what happened in sokovia before you met the avengers.

an hour passed before all of the robots had finally been taken down and you all knew you had to get to hammer before he activates more robots to distract you guys and uses the weapon for bad things.

"tony, have you located hammer?" steve's voice sounded in your ear through the comms. you had just finished healing the nasty gash on clint's side, nat's cut on her forehead and the bruises all over bucky. you were feeling significantly weaker now, from the amount of healing you did. you stumbled slightly when you walked and bucky immediately held onto your arm. "doll, are you okay?"

"i'm fine, buck. nothing i haven't dealt with before," you told him, gently removing his grip on your arm, walking back to the quinjet.

-

"no, absolutely not. we are not sending y/n right into a death trap. she's not even strong enough right now, she just finished healing us."

you were all back at the compound now and planning a second attack on justin hammer.

"it's not a death trap, buck. and i know you're worried but she's the only choice we got. y/n, all you gotta do is sneak in as one of his henchmen and provide entrance for us. once we get in, we'll take all his guards down and get that weapon from hammer and we won't have to worry about his world domination plans anymore. it'll be over as soon as it starts and she'll be back safe with us. sound good, y/n/n?"

"yeah, sure." you agreed, already having a person in mind that you were going to change yourself to.

-

the plan had gone just as steve wanted and they managed to raid justin hammer's building, tony stealing the very item that could've aided in the massacre of millions. justin and his henchmen managed to escape the building before the avengers could catch them.

"well, that was anticlimactic," tony scoffs, already making his way to the quinjet. "but good job, y/n. you saved the day once again."

he expected to hear a laugh from you, like you usually did, being the only one who ever responds to him after missions. but instead he was met with silence. "kid?" still no answer.

"y/n, where are you?" steve panicked, finally realising that you were the only one who hasn't responded in a hot minute. "y/n/n, this isn't funny." he breathed out.

"she's...she's gone."

-

"well, well, well," a voice spoke right as you woke up from your slumber. you squinted, noticing that you were in some sort of dark room with only one light bulb right above you. "what do we have here?"

a figure walks right in the light and you could barely make out justin hammer's ugly face with how dizzy you felt. "if it isn't the little freak." he states condescendingly, smirking down at your helpless position, both wrists and ankles cuffed onto the metal chair you were sat on. you struggled against the restraints, trying to get free but to no avail.

your breathing quickened, your current vulnerable state reminding you of your later years in HYDRA. they had started off experimenting on you on a metal gurney but as you grew older, you realised that what they were doing to you was bad so you started fighting back. that ended you up on a metal restraint chair instead of the gurney, strapped to the chair with cuffs on your wrists and ankles.

this felt like deja vu. the same panic you felt, the same breathing difficulties, the same amount of effort put into trying to get out of the restraints. "you should know, princess, that that doesn't work." hammer chuckled, a fake pout on his lips as he crouched in front of you, a rough hand on your cheek. you instinctively jerked away from his touch, to which he paid no mind to because he had expected that. he then grabbed your chin harshly, turning your head up towards him. you glared at him.

"you think i didn't know what you did? snuck in as one of my men using your freaky powers? not to mention useless. imagine having powers but not being able to use them to even escape from mere humans," he laughs in your face, harshly letting go of your chin, throwing your head backwards. "you tell me where stark planned to bring the weapon and i'll let you pretty little thing go."

"no."

before you could even comprehend, his fist came flying at your face and your head dropped to the side at the impact. your left cheekbone was throbbing and you could already tell you were gonna have a black eye. despite the pain, it wasn't something you weren't used to. you were an avenger, after all. getting decked in the face was practically in the contract.

he grabbed your chin once again, pulling your head upwards to face him. "you're gonna tell me where it is or i'm gonna make you regret it."

you looked up at him with a bored look. he punched you again. and again. and again. until you could taste the blood on your tongue. "think you wanna tell me now, sweetheart?"

"never. not to someone like you."

the man seemed to get a kick out of beating you up because he punched you again in the face. your whole face was pretty much numb now and the metallic taste in your mouth intensified. you smirked at the man before you, chuckling darkly.

"sure, beat up the helpless girl. that's the only way you can beat me, right? when i'm all tied up? what a man,"

his hand was around your throat within a second and he forced you to look him in the eyes again. "sweetheart, you're a girl. tied or not, you're still weak. not even with that useless power of yours."

taking advantage of how close his face was to yours, you gathered as much bloody saliva in your mouth before spitting it in his face.

it was very much the wrong thing to do because after he wiped off his face, he left the room and two men came in, various tools in hand for their fun with you.

-

"stark! my buddy! how's it going?" justin hammer's face appeared on the screen in the conference room, where the avengers were having a meeting about your possible whereabouts.

"where is she?!" wanda growled, standing up abruptly.

"what ever do you mean?" hammer smirked, feigning innocence. "you know what we mean. where is she?" steve spoke authoritatively, trying to control his anger at the sight of the man's face.

"i'll tell you where your thing is if you tell me where my thing is." he smiled wickedly. this caused wanda to get angrier. "y/n is not a thing! and the weapon was never yours in the first place!" vision held onto her to calm her down and it worked because she sat back down, though still glaring at the screen.

"oh she's not a thing? seems like it to me, though." he smirked and the team frowned, not understanding what he meant until they heard screams and justin's smirk widening at the sound. what a sick bastard. "what are you doing to her?!" bucky screamed, knocking his chair back as he stood up.

"i don't know, you tell me." he chuckles, and the screen changes to the live footage of you in the restraint chair with the two men in the room.

you were no longer fighting back now, just sat limply with your head dropped to the side. the first hour with them, you had been fighting back like you did with justin, despite the restraints, but now entering the second hour, you were too exhausted for anything.

your left eye had been swollen shut, you could barely breathe through your nose, your cheeks were throbbing like hell and your bottom lip was busted. your head was the only thing that moved freely when hit so the men seemed to find satisfaction the most when they punched you in the face. though that didn't stop them from inflicting pain on other parts of you.

"let her go, she's just a kid!" sam exclaimed, his grip on the edge of the table tightening to control his anger. peter and wanda were crying looking at the awful state you were in, clint, tony and bruce were silent in shock, steve and bucky were getting increasingly angry as the abuse continued.

"are you going to tell us where stark is keeping the weapon or have you not gotten enough?" one of the two men was heard asking, pulling your hair back to make you look up at him. you look at with your half-opened right eye, breathing heavily. "my answer's never gonna change no matter how many times you ask."

he scoffs, stepping back before the other man swings a bat right at your stomach. the air was immediately knocked out of your lung. the men laughed as you coughed up blood profusely. this caused wanda to get more hysterical.

"well, looks like she wants more. i'll call back when she's had enough. toodles," he waves his fingers at the camera with a sinister smirk before abruptly ending the call.

the room went silent after the call, save for bucky and sam breathing heavily from the anger they felt. bucky then turned to steve, pain could be seen on his face. "you said she would be safe."

"i–i'm sorry, buck. i didn't know he was gonna take her with him." steve was still frozen in shock, the image of you on the chair now permanently ingrained in his brain. in everyone's brains actually.

"guys, gear up, he's in colorado."

all heads turned towards natasha and she looked back at them with a 'what?' expression. "you were tracking him down the whole time?"

"um, duh? now come on, gotta save our girl."

-

you awoke to a stinging sensation on your inner forearm. after your bloody coughing fit, they proceeded to beat you up again and you were knocked out then. now you were slowly regaining consciousness but you were starting to prefer being passed out. your whole body was in pain and the fact that you couldn't even move made it even worse.

"oh, lookie here. sleeping beauty is up." you were met once again with justin hammer's ugly face. he was sitting on a chair perpendicular to your left side. you couldn't wait to get out of here so you didn't have to keep seeing his face every time you woke up. your inner forearm was stinging even more now so you looked down at it. you gasped at the sight.

"how'd you like my artwork?" he chuckled at your reaction. there on your arm, obviously carved out with the bloody knife that the asshole was so proudly holding on to, was 'FREAK'. carved out big and bold. on your skin. "pretty fitting, eh? freak? because, you know, that's what you are."

the blood was seeping out through the cuts and it stung even more now that it had been exposed to the air. the asshole moved his chair to your other side. "what should i write on this arm?" he feigns a thinking expression, looking up thoughtfully with his thumb and pointer finger on his chin.

"please, i–i don't know where tony put it. i really don't." you cried, tears now flowing freely down your face without a shame.

he looks at you with amusement. "what is this? are you...are you giving up already? can't take anymore?" he smirks and you sigh, closing your eyes. you just awoke but you were exhausted. so, so exhausted.

he takes out his phone, the smirk now permanent on his ugly face. "stark! kid's finally had enough. wanna tell me where the weapon is now or do you want to find her body at the bottom of the ocean?"

you couldn't even be bothered to react to his statement. the pain all finally registered and you were tired. tired and in excruciating pain.

"kinda busy right now, can you call back later?" you could hear tony's voice sound from justin's phone and the man beside you laughed. "i see you don't care for the girl. what could possibly be more important than saving her?"

"i don't know, you tell me." a voice said from behind you two and before you knew it, hammer was knocked off the chair he was on. you weakly turned your head just in time to see a metal arm force hammer up onto his feet before wrapping around his neck. "don't you fucking touch her again."

"y/n!" you heard wanda's voice as she entered the room with peter. more tears flowed down your face at the sight of them, stinging when they rolled past the cuts on your face but that didn't matter. your family was finally here to save you.

you saw the red mist of wanda's powers surround your cuffs before they clicked open. "oh, bubs, i'm so sorry." she cried, both hands hovering around your face, hesitating to touch you in fear of hurting you. her eyes fell onto the words carved out onto your skin and her mouth fell open before covering it with her hand. "i'm so sorry we couldn't get to you sooner." peter's voice cracked and you could tell he was emotional.

"it's okay," you told them, giving them a small smile, the biggest one you could give in your current state.

tony, sam and steve entered the room to see bucky relentlessly beating up your captor and wanda and peter standing by you as you cried.

"cupcake, we're here now. don't cry, you're safe now." tony came closer and despite knowing that you were because your family was finally here, you couldn't help but let out all the pent up emotions you've kept throughout your time of captivity.

sam had a go at justin once bucky was done and steve had to physically pry them both off of the sick bastard so that nat could cuff him and bring him back to the jet.

"y/n/n, i'm so sorry. if i hadn't–"

"it's okay, stevie." you cut him off. truthfully, you only did so because you knew he was going to giving a long-winded explanation justifying his actions and your headache couldn't bear to hear lengthy sentences. but you also didn't think it was in any way his fault so he didn't deserve to be beating himself up for this. shit happens, anyway.

"let's get you out of here, doll." bucky says, cringing when he sees the blood on the floor of your chair, as well as on your clothes. he quickly reaches to lift you off the chair but stops when you let out an ear-piercing scream of pain. "doll, i'm so sorry! did i hurt you?!" bucky questions in panic.

"y–you didn't, they did. it...it hurts everywhere," you cried, feeling hopeless that you couldn't even bear being carried by someone, let alone get up by yourself. their hearts broke when you said that. you never really cried much in front of them and you were known to withstand pain well because of how much shit HYDRA put you in as well as your powers being healing, meaning you had a higher pain tolerance than most people.

"it's okay, bubs. i got you. let's get you home, alright?" wanda's calming voice broke you out of your breakdown and red mist surrounded your whole body, wanda moving you with her powers. you were thankful of that because it didn't cause any more pain to your body.

maybe hammer was right. maybe you are just a freak with useless powers. wanda floated you into the jet and she set you down on the bed. "y/n, oh my god!" clint cried out once he sees you. you looked much worse than you did on hammer's camera footage during the call an hour ago. "kid, i'm so sorry."

"clint, take the wheel. bruce doesn't have all the resources needed. she needs to be treated ASAP." nat tells her best friend and he nods, taking the wheel and immediately taking off once everyone had boarded.

you were laid on the bed, right eye slightly open as bruce examined you. exhaustion hit you like a truck and before you knew it, you blacked out.

-

"how is she, doc?"

"pretty banged up but y/n, as i already knew, is a strong girl. lots of internal bleeding, broken bones, bruises and scars but she'll be fine. you can check her file later if you want," doctor cho tells tony outside of your room. "it's fine, can we see her?" he asks on behalf of the whole team standing behind him.

"yeah, of course! she woke up five minutes ago. i'll be off now, call me or my team if you need anything." she bids goodbye and left the group of superheroes.

steve slowly opens the door and there you were in bed, staring up at the ceiling. "hey, y/n/n," he greets sheepishly, feeling as though he had interrupted your alone time of blankly staring at the ceiling. the team trailed in behind him and soon your bed was surrounded by the avengers.

"hi, cupcake."

you looked away from the ceiling and turned your head towards tony. "oh, hey tones." you smile as sam helps you sit up while the rest sat on chairs all around you. "how you feeling, bub?" nat asks, eyes flickering down to the bold scarring of letters on your forearm.

"as okay as i can be." you answered truthfully, pressing your inner forearm closer to your body so the team doesn't see the letters carved onto your skin. you already know what you are, you didn't need the rest thinking so too.

"you're not a freak, bubs."

you look up at wanda. "i'm sorry, i didn't mean to read your mind. but they were awfully loud. you're not a freak, y/n. and you're not useless too. that bastard may have carved out that word onto your skin but the scar will fade. it's not permanent. you know why? because that's not what you are." she tells you, taking off her jacket to wrap it around you because you felt self conscious of the scars all over your arms where the team could see.

"yeah, doll. you're an amazing person and your powers help us so much. i mean, you saved millions just helping us get the weapon back from justin hammer. if you hadn't, well, who knows what could've been happening right now?" he places a gentle hand at the side of your head, stroking your hair.

"yeah and who heals us when we get really hurt during missions, huh? i mean, if you hadn't healed that stab wound i got during that mission in new mexico, i probably wouldn't even be here at this moment." clint tells you and you roll your eyes at him. "you're exaggerating."

"i am not!" he laughed and you playfully rolled your eyes once again.

"y/n/n, i'm really sorry for—"

"i don't wanna hear it, stevie."

"but–"

"no. it's not your fault. shit happens." you brush him off. "lang–"

"you say language to me, i'll blame this shit on you even when it's not your fault. try me, rogers." you glare at the blond super soldier. he raises his arms in surrender, leaning back on his chair as the team laughs.

the team continue to entertain you and you couldn't help but smile at the sight in front of you. these were the people who would drop anything for you and were willing to dropkick any asshole in the face for hurting you. justin hammer never had a chance against your family to begin with.

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