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vase-of-lilies · 2 years ago

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Levels of Intimacy-Phase One; Part One

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Reader (f)

Warnings: Death of minor characters, fainting, some swearing, heavy talk of tsunamis, power containing restraints, bickering, hydro-powers

A/n: Here is the first chapter of my new series Levels of Intimacy! It is quite a long chapter, but I hope you enjoy it anyway:) I am so so so so so so sorry this took so long. I had to figure out the other chapters because I wrote 6,000 words of the first "level of Intimacy" (emotional) so I figured I would put it in different phases:) ANYWAY hope you like this series I have been working on! (Reposted because of blog deletion)

Control…

Something you wish you were capable of. When you were angry, or sad, panicked in any way there was nothing that you could do to stop the water. Not just from your eyes, but everywhere. It started small, just after the tsunami hit. A bright light filled your vision once the water calmed down. Never before had you seen such a beautiful light.

A buzzing, electricity, floating? It all happened far too fast for anyone to see or feel or embrace. But it was slow motion for you as the power surged through your veins just like water rushes through a river, never fully stopping until it reaches a calm body of water. Even when it does stop, it never really does. A current flows beneath the surface of the water giving the fish below a place to swim instead of freeze. What is truly beautiful about this, is a phenomenon that not a lot of people think about. Water is everywhere. In puddles, in drinks, rain, snow, ice, even the cement that builds our work places, and homes. It’s everywhere.

Whats even more amazing is the fact that water is connected. The water that can be drank by other people is most likely connected to the early times such as dinosaurs or even the water that flooded your home town off the island of Tahiti, where you, your mother and father lay un-peacefully rested. The wave not only of water but dread grew bigger and bigger as time went on, as time went on, so did the lives of thousands of people. You being one of the only survivors.

As time went on, so did your life and your dreams. The survivors guilt that hit you the following weeks and months after the disaster kept you from going to work, showering, taking care of yourself. You felt as if you should have been the one to die, not your parents. Or the friendly neighbor just down the street. Even your enemies who have passed on. You felt the guilt ripping away at your skin every morning when you woke up. Woke up… Something that felt so wrong.

As time went on, you move to a different country. You were American born anyway, and living in Tahiti was something your parents had always dreamed of. Going back to the US for some comfort of a big city with no ocean in the center, felt like the next best option. However, the country side did no good. It was too dry, and boring in your opinion. You needed the ocean. Something you dreaded, but needed. It was almost a sense of control, not being so close that you could touch it, but being so close that you could control never to go near it.

Giving you a sense of control also Brought you to the tower that most would call a beacon of light. Some would call a magnet of death. But to you, it was a place that you felt you belonged. With the freaks. The moment you walked into the tower sporting the large “A” at the top, you knew it was a regret, but you pushed through anyway. Setting your mind on finding Tony, or Steve or anyone who had a decent idea of what you could do was your goal.

The woman at the front desk was… difficult. Not letting you get one word in. “Ma’am pl-” Once again, cut off by the woman at the desk. You anger was rising, and you were afraid you would cause something horrible. Pounding your fist on the desk, you demanded you see Mr. Stark. “I need to see him! It is very important, and at this point, life or death. Just get me an appointment with him, or Mr Rogers. Anyone!” You glared at the blond woman, glaring back at you with a stare so sharp it could cut through a layer of tempered glass.

With a sigh, she nodded. “You have ten minutes. Do you understand? He is a very busy ma-”

“Yes! Im fine with that. Where do I go?” You proceeded to interrupt her this time. Pointing to the elevator, you immediately run to them, not even noticing the flood of security guards after you. Once the door closed, you let out a breath you did not know you were holding. “Dear god, how hard was it just to point me in this direction?” You ask aloud to yourself. Clicking the button labeled with an “S” at the very top, you assumed that was Starks office.

The small ding once the elevator stopped moving up, and up, and up made you jump slightly. The water in your water bottle starting to bubble. When you entered the room, there were people already sitting on couches but they did not look like normal civilians like you. They were thee Avengers.

“Can we help you Miss?” A strong, deep voice asked you as you rushed into the lobby, quickly stopping once you noticed everyone. “I- I- I need to speak to Mr. Stark and Mr. Rogers. The receptionist said I had ten minutes and the security guards I fear are already here. Please this is urgent.” The begging in your voice was something that Steve recognized. He nodded to Tony, and gestured for you to follow him.

“What on earth is so important?” You slam your water bottle onto the table, and you sit down. Concentrating on making the water start to bubble and soon the small bubbles exit the open top of the bottle. “This. This is so fucking important. I don’t know what happened to me, and I’m scared I’ll hurt someone.” Your voice cracks, sending a small shiver down Steves spine. Wanda was just the same way, Steve thought. Scared and unknowing of the danger of not being able to control something. Instead, being controlled by it. “Whats your name?” Steve asks, looking at you with a pitiful yet genuine smile. “Y/n, Y/n Y/l/n. I was struck by the tsunami that hit the shores of Tahiti and after everything, th-this curse was given to me an-and I don’t know what to do.”

You stare at the water bottle that now sits empty, the water in a sphere just above the desk. Losing focus, the water was dropped, sending the liquid everywhere onto the floor. With a sigh, Tony groans as he sees the mess. “Ok, ok. Let me get you some water, that you’ll drink I hope. And then I’ll get someone who might be able to help.” Steve says as he instantly thinks of Wanda once again. The woman going through the same thing. Finding her inner peace with herself, and her acceptance of her abilities.

As you help Tony clean up the mess you made around the floor below you, a woman comes in. A small smile rests on her face as she sees you, and your heart tugs at something. Something you have never felt before. You look up, and your eyes meet the woman eyes. If the energy coming from between you and the woman alike, the connection would be visible. The strong feeling that pulled you to look at her also pulled you to stand up. The beautiful woman standing above you looked like a goddess that had just lost her crown, but was still the rightful ruler of a kingdom. She looked like she was glowing…

She smiles and holds her hand out to you. “Im Wanda Maximoff, but please just call me Wanda.” Her voice is of a nightingale in love with its mate, the beautiful sound filling the sky when the two lovers are together. It’s soft, gentle and could even sing someone to sleep if she really tried. As you shake off your thoughts, you hesitate when you see her hand. Slowly taking a hold of it, she shakes it softly and pulls away.

“Whats your name?” She asks, sitting down in the chair next to yours, smiling as she watches you sit down next to her. “I- Im Y/n.” You hide your hands in your lap, scared that if you move anything something might actually happen. “That is a beautiful name.” She whispers, feeling the connection herself that was felt not even minutes earlier. “Thank you, I- I really like your name too. Is it Sokovian?” You guess, your mind some how feeling connected to her name as well. She nods her head yes, her smile widening as you recognize where she is from. But you mostly recognized the accent, putting her somewhere in the middle east.

She slowly reaches for your hands, and you jump; Your hands flying away from her. “Hey, Im not going to hurt you…” She whispers, giving you a smile as she holds onto your cold and shivering hands. “You were in the Tahiti tsunami, weren’t you?” She asks, having no knowledge of this before. She could sense that you used to love the ocean, and loved swimming and playing in the waves. But once mother nature became too powerful, and you became too comfortable, all of that was destroyed by her and the city slowly rebuilt itself. Yourself included.

You had to rebuild going outside again, getting up in the morning, eating, showering, even sleeping. Day in and day out was staring at the picture of your mother and father and the only thought on your mind was when the next natural disaster will hit you next. It was a trauma shake and Wanda knew what it was like. She was reading you like a book and was not hiding that she was reading your mind. Her eyes glowed a subtle red as she dug through your memories to the day that took everything from “Your mother and father… they loved you very much, I know they did.” Your brows furrowed as you watched her. “Y-you didn’t know my parents. You don’t even know me. I was just some victim of something I can’t control and I just have to hide myself away from the world. I thought if I came here I could get help, but it just makes me look like a freak.” A sigh exits your mouth as you pull your hands from Wandas soft

Wanda frowns as you pull away, her eyes going back to the warm, green color it originally was. “You’re not a freak, you have a gift Y/n. Did you know that you can heal people too?” You tore your eyes off of the water bottle in front of you and looked at Wanda. “Pardon?” You asked, more confused than ever. She nods and calls Bucky in from outside of the room. “This is Bucky, and as you can see he has kind of been roughed up on our last mission. Why don’t you try healing his right arm?” You look at the big, burly man above you, and back down to his arm. Gently, you take his hand and concentrate on one skin abrasion.

Not knowing where to focus your powers, you start with your heart. Seeking out every molecule of energy you had, your eyes begin to glow a light purple as do your hands around Bucky’s hand. As you feel the power surge through your veins and out of your hands, you pull away from Bucky and you look at his now clean and unharmed hand. He smirks at you, and turns to Steve. Not-so-subtly he says “Can we keep ‘er?” You brush off the comment, and turn your attention back to your hands.

“D-did I just fix his hand?” You whisper, Wanda looking at you with a satisfied smile. She nods as she holds your hands, pulling you gently. “Y/n? What do you think about joining the avengers? We- well, I could help you control your powers, and you could help restore what Thanos and other villains have destroyed. You can help people.” Your eyes water as you stare at your hands. The hands that are both capable for hurting, yet helping people all at the same time.

Without answering, gathering your things, or looking at anyone, you stand up and make your way out of the room to the nearest balcony. You needed fresh air, and even if it had to be salty fresh air, then so be it. Tears fell down your cheeks as you stared up at the clouds. “Why did you do this to me? Why me??” Shouting at the sky, you tried to gather your thoughts only ending up in panic attack. One that you might not be able to control as well as your other ones.

You could hear your name, but it was an echo, and a muffle. It was there but it wasn’t. Quickly, the world around you was getting darker by the second, and the people shouting your name felt as if they were a million miles away. As your body hit the floor, the one person who was there to catch your head was Wanda. She was quick and agile as she reached you, being so caring and loving towards you. “We have to get you to med bay.” She says as she picks you up, sliding her arm under your legs and just under your back. As Wanda walked, the swaying of her body made your head roll to the side and you landed right on her chest; Her heartbeat calm and collected, and soothing to count in your head.

Med bay came quicker than anticipated and you were lowered onto the bed, your head softly landing on the pillow and a blanket covering your body. Subconsciously, you hand is drawn to Wandas once again and a small whimper leaves your throat as she pulls away. Bruce notices this, and tilts his head. “I think she likes you, Wands.” He chuckles and prepares his things for an IV and other fluids. Wanda laughs along with him sending jolts of joy through your body as you listen to her voice. But you still would not wake up from this dreadful state you fell into on the balcony. As your breaths even out, Bruce holds your arm and Wanda holds your hand as the needle punctures your skin enough to find a

Bruce smiles as he enters your vein first try, and he brings the needle back, keeping the small tubing inside of your arm. A small groan sounds from your mouth, and you roll onto your side. The blanket keeps you warm but so does Wandas hand holding yours. “Its going to be ok, I promise you.” She whispers as she looks down at you with a small smile on her lips.

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lune-de-miel-au-paradis · 1 year ago

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Face to face -Maul's pow

Summary: When Maul woke up, he found himself in an interesting situation. The green eyed young woman comes and he has some questions. Is this all a part of his master’s newest plan? Or is it a new obstacle that he must overcome in order to prove himself worthy of his master?

Pairing: Darth Maul x OC Nina Cerasus

Warnings: Mention of wounds, medication, anxiety, mutual pining, idiots in love, angst, violence. (Let me know if I left out something.) Minors DNI! Italics means inner thoughts.

AN: This fic means a lot to me and I worked on it a lot. If you have any advice or comments, please share them with me kindly. I'm posting for the first time in years and I don't want nasty comments to discourage me from posting again. If you don't like it, please go to another blog. I did my best to translate it, so pls forgive me, English is not my first language.

Please enjoy reading!

dividers by Saradika

previous chapter

Maul woke up alone. Fresh dewy night air hit his nose, mixed with the scent of sweet jasmine bushes, and some salty water mixed with mold. When he opened his eyes, he saw the endlessly empty sky, framed by the leaves of a few trees, and soft grassy ground beneath him tickled his toes. As he slowly sat up, he felt the previous spasms slowly loosen in his muscles. He knew that all he needed was a little movement to relieve the feeling of numbness in his muscles as the acid fluid trapped between the muscle fibers was released. He grunted as he stood up, but he felt the familiar weight missing from his utillian belt. He looked around with feverish nervousness, but his fierce warrior hearts found peace.

He found the saber in the soft grass next to him.

The light of the three moons glittered on the cold metal as he picked it up. Such beauty from such a lethal weapon. He still admired it every time he hold it in his hands.

He looked around, someone had definitely been here. He noticed a black material with a neat square shape. It was his upper robe. Someone took it off and put it under his head. His gloves and boots were also lying next to him. This annoyed the male zabrak. According to the signs, someone touched him while he was unconscious.

He put his boots back on and looked around, but he didn't see anyone, he only could sense only the nocturnal animals of the forest and the lake. Suddenly he heard a rhythmic noise. Soft, quiet steps that didn't seem sneaky, but rather quick. He sensed from the rhythm of voices that a humanoid was approaching. So he did what he had to do, he became one with the darkness and walked in the coal of the night shadows using it as a camouflage. Taking advantage of this, he found himself in the halls of the old abandoned villa as an observation. It was a young female. Maul watched the woman silently, like a surveying animal in a situation of danger. To Maul's surprise, the female walked confidently and fearlessly in the moonlight. She was wearing black light material pants and a matching black soft blouse, the moons shined on the silky material. Her movements were graceful and light, she almost glided. It was as if she was like a spirit being stuck here haunting the abandoned ruins. Maul couldn't see her face, but for some reason he wanted to.

He soon learned that the woman had no weapon, her clothes were ordinary, so she was neither a Jedi nor an assassin.

“Would this also be a test from my Master? What should my next step be?”

The woman stood with her back to him, her dark shiny hair braided down on her back, and she opened a bag, she put it on an old ornate but worn table.

She was humming some melody that sounded like something that would be graciously played on a piano.

Then she stopped and began to listen. Presumably she felt that she was being watched. Maul saw her posture stiffen, as she looked around several times and headed straight for the lake, where Maul used to lie. So she came because of him.

Maul continued to watch, feeling rage rising through his veins. Curiosity also mixed in his feelings, he knew that the woman had no chance of winning against him, so he was also a little amused.

"What are you planning, lady? Is it really a test? Should I just kill you? Or did you come to deliver some message?”

The woman did not step out of the ruins, she stopped and looked out in the broken colored stained glass windows and silently noted that Maul's former place was empty. The only evidence of a body lying there was that the grass had fallen under the previous burden of his body. She started back to the table without saying a word, but Maul decided it was time to act and took advantage of the surprise to pounce on her.

He moved quickly, like an apex predator, he didn't have to exert much strength, in fact, it was more stressful to hold back his bloodlust.

He pinned the woman from the table to the nearest half-collapsed wall. The brick edge pressed directly on the female's spine, she tried to hold on to the two edges of the wall with both hands, thereby easing the unpleasant "spine support". From the outer side of the wall, the leaves of tall fern and leander bushes caressed their knees. The rays of light from the different positions of the moons shone directly on this point, so Maul could finally see the female's face in a very good lighting.

She tried to resist him, it was almost amusing to Maul, this feeble little struggle in the hope of freedom. Maul's left hand crossed her, pinning her against the wall with his forearm at the top of her chest by the soft column of her collarbone. With his gloved right hand, he grabbed her chin and turned it towards him, lifting it up.

When their eyes met, her eyes didn't widen with alarm or fear, but instead glinted coldly in the moonlight with some surprise and some annoyance. For a quarter of a second, Maul just watched the face, which he had only seen once and yet was mesmerized by it. The woman was doing the same, scanning his face, so he did it without shame. The freckles on her pale skin made her face look youthful, and Maul wanted to connect the light brown dots with his fingers to see what kind of constellation they formed on that pretty face of hers. Her eyes, however, were even more captivating, the iris shone like a cold jade stone, the edge was a few shades darker, as if it had been edged with pieces of lush green emerald. Now they were glinting at him a little defiantly, so Maul looked down at the mouth, which opened slightly to facilitate breathing, since his grip was strong. Tiny vibrations of fear-laced gasp trembled against his hold.

Between pink lips he saw interestingly placed teeth, between the first two front small pearl-colored bones there was a small but regular gap, when she talked it was definitely noticeable. A flaw that made her more unique and served her beauty well.

Those seductive lips began to move, and in a firm voice, as much as the restraint would allow, she spoke.

"As much as I'm enjoying this staring contest, how about you get off me?" Let's say, now!"

Maul was surprised, he didn't feel fear in her voice, well maybe a little, but he definitely didn't see any signs of panic. He didn't feel an overly intense heartbeat under his arm either. Despite the request, he didn't let go, he just loosened his grip a little.

A tendril of anger worked its way to his nerves.

"Who are you? Who sent you?" he asked.

"So you can talk. For a moment I thought you were just communicating by grunting. No one sent me, I came myself, and I mean no harm to you." she didn't collapsed beneath his weight of heavy stare as others did,

“Is that so?”

He leaned closer to her, he was almost chuckling.

"How cute of her. She thought she would have a chance against him."

Nina could almost smell the scent of smoggy city air and salt on his clothes.

He intended his movement as an intimidation, it seemed to work, the young woman uncomfortably tried to back towards the wall, this only made her clothes more dirty, but her gaze was cold and she defiantly resisted, she did not plan to show fear to him. Maul absentmindedly took her braid, his hand amusedly stroking it in his gloved hand, he bet it felt silk soft. He liked this little game, it's much more enjoyable with such a pretty creature.

"Tell me, little starlight, why should I leave your life? Hhmm?"

He not failed to notice her reaction for the nickname he gave her.

"First of all, because I helped."

"That's not good enough." Maul answered and leaned down to inhale the scent of her neck. Sweet cherries, almonds and a hint of mint hit his nose. Delicious! He noticed the goosebumps running on her skin, for his closeness, for his touch. He definitely felt smug, which annoyed her, he can see the glint of annoyance in her captivating irises.

"They're going to look for me.."

"Insignificant." Maul whispered this into her ear. "Little starlight.. Do you know how many stars disappear in a single second?

“Twenty to sixty thousand." She answered surprisingly quickly.

"Very clever one. So answer me. Why should you live? What makes you special? Are you better than those stars? Or are you meant to fade away by my saber?"

He didn't wait for her to answer, the intense eye contact said it all.

“For me, you are rather negligible, small, average.”

It ignited a spark in her. Leaning forward and smiling mockingly, she spoke:

"Oh, really? If I'm so negligible to you, then what was that little scene between us at the club last week? You felt it too, didn't you? I bet you feel it now. This pull between us."

This seemed to have an effect on him, he moved away from her and stormed at least three paces away. He didn't answer, but let out a small growl at her. Now it was Nina's turn to be smug. She began to dust off the debris from her clothes.

"I see we're facing a situation we can easily help. How about a hearing instead of an interrogation? You have questions for me, and I have questions for you. How about exchanging a little information?”

Maul just started then suddenly said:

"I could beat the answers out of you if you'd prefer. "

"Charming offer. That might make me talk, and I will tell you things, and enough of it'll be the truth to make it difficult to weed out the lies. But you won't hurt me. And I'm not kidding, they're really going to be looking for me, which I don't think would be in your best interest."

“And what makes you believe in that? What is my interest?”

"Oh, please don’t try to offend me. I don't need to be a genius to figure out that you're either hiding or either trying to get low from something. Not many people come here to this old mention, nor has a ship that just turns invisible with a device."

Maul noticed that the woman's dress was actually pine green and not black; he also noticed that the white stones on the top edge of the high neckline sparkled, as did the belt of the pants. He also noticed the milky skin on her stomach exposed by the short top. She was such a pretty thing. It would be extremely easy to end her life now, nevertheless…

“So what do you think? Mysterious guy from the club?”

Maul held out a gloved hand to help her down to the level next to him.

"That you are brave enough to act when you are about to die."

She accepted his hand. If Maul was expecting the feeling of the warmth of the hand, he was to be disappointed, freezing cold fingertips smoothed over his glove.

She was shorter than him even in heels, but she didn't have to raise her head too high to look into his eyes. Finally, she walked back to the table and sat down in one of the gothic style chairs, beckoning Maul to the one across from her, like if she’s the host in this castle. When she noticed Maul is not gonna sit down and just stays in silence, she began.

Mood board made by me, pictures are from Pinterest.

next chapter

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birbfeeder2artisticboogaloo · 2 years ago

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Getting to Know Your BL Mutuals

rules: answer the questions and tag some people. include the tag ‘g2ky BL mutuals 2022’ on your post so we can find everyone’s answer.

thank u very much to @yanwushi for tagging meeee 💚💚💚

What have been BLs that took you by surprise this year?

thousand autumns, 千秋!! my buddy talked me into watching the donghua, and i LOVED it!! really can't recommend it enough!! i even live-blogged it, that's how much fun i was having 🤣 genuinely it was SO GREAT, i really hope there'll be another season somedayyy aaaa 🥺

What have been BLs that you felt a bit disappointed with this year?

.......pls don't hate me. but. i don't really like mdzs or cql ;A; i WANTED to like it, u lot. I WANTED TO LOVE IT. i even bought the first volume of mdzs!!! I TRIED TO LOVE IT. but. alas. it just.....didn't suit 😔 cql and mdzs are both REALLY well done and there was so much LOVE put into them both!! i enjoyed reading and watching them, even if i didn't like the stories they told. in the end, i think it's just my own personal preferences that left me feeling cold afterward lol. so no hate to cql/mdzs fans!! ur fanart is gorgeous!! if i don't reblog it, it's just that i don't care for a lot of the characters or pairings lol 🤣

What has been your favorite BL this year?

heaven official's blessing, 天官赐福 !!!! i am OBSESSED. i am obsessed. word of honour, 山河令 is a close second!! but i really couldn't do without EITHER of them ;A;

Favorite BL/GL couples (not just of 2022)

fengqing!!!! fengqing are my fav but i love hualian too!!! ALSO RONGYE. rongye my beloved ;A; i love wenzhou and hanwenzhou (listennn i know that's THREE ppl but. i like them all ok. i just think they're neat 🥺) and i have recently been converted to yanshen!!! so we will probably be seeing more of that soonish-lyyyy...... >:3c

If you had to suggest a BL for someone what would it be?

definitely word of honour, 山河令. it's got to be my favourite bl drama of ALL TIME ;A; i've watched it twice thru to the end, and a few random episodes just on their own several times as well. literally CANNOT recommend it enough. it's brilliant. nothing has ever made me feel the things that woh made me feel ;A;

What’s your non-BL favorite this year?

i was really enjoying 'who rules the world?' a lot!! ....then i stopped watching bc i thought they would be taking my sweet feng chang away from me ;A; BUT i have since been informed that it's worth watching the series thru to the end!!! so i intend to do so!! SOMEDAY!!! 💪😤

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heeracha · 2 years ago

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[ 3:47 PM ] — jay looks at you as he rests on the passenger seat. you were silent which was so unlikely. jay feels uncomfortable with the silent tension, wanting to talk to you. but you were obviously giving him the cold shoulder, keeping your eyes on the road. jay doesn’t know how long you’re going to keep this up, but he also doesn’t know that you can’t resist him.

“what the hell were you thinking, jongseong?” you said, pretending to be mad, but you were just so worried for your poor boyfriend.

“…you?“ he softly chuckles and he sees your hand become whiter as you tighten your grip on the wheel. “i’m sorry, i don’t want you to break up with me?”

“why the hell would i break up with you?” you say.

“you seem to love cats so much, so i thought if you find out i’m allergic, you would get bored at me because i can’t take care of your cats with you, bring you to cat cafes, all cat related stuff!” jay says with a small frown on his lips.

stupid boyfriend, sigh.

stupid adorable boyfriend with such pure heart.

you asked jay if he can take care of your cat along with your dad’s cats with you. he said yes. unknown to you he was allergic as fuck and that he prepared his anti-allergies and more allergy medicines. he started to sneeze after an hour, running to your bathroom with his bag until one of the medicines fall off his bag and you saw.

“jay,” you softly sigh. “it doesn’t matter. i love you no matter what. it’s especially not worth it if you’re going to be hospitalized every damn time!”

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“no.”

jay frowns and you sigh. “i appreciate it, okay? i really do, jay. it’s the sweetest thing anyone has done for me, but don’t do it again, okay?” you say and jay sighs.

“you’re not breaking up with—“

“oh my god.” you say and he sheepishly chuckles. “nothing will ever make me breakup with you, okay?”

“okay.” he softly says. “i love you.”

“i love you, too.” you smile.

you really do.

— rbs, likes and feedback are highly appreciated !! drop a hi in my inbox if u want <3

1,370 notes - Posted October 1, 2022

## wrong owner, babe. — p. jay

synopsis: coming from a meeting, you were rushing out of the office to go to your next class. after a few hours later, you realize you left your phone in the office, so you went to go get it, but when you asked your professor where your phone was, he said he already returned it to the owner already. which owner? the one on your lockscreen. who's your lockscreen? the guy you've had a crush on for months, park jongseong.

pairing: jay x fem!reader

content/genre: college au (as always sigh), slowburn? probably. fluff and angst.

warning(s): i'll put them on every chap, but i'm pretty sure, swearing

note: :D HAHAHAHAHA i know i said let me just finish the semester and all, but i couldn't help it. pls, this isnt even from the wips, but here we go HAHAHA based off from this tiktok ,, send an ask to be added on the taglist, okay? <3 banner made by @yeongwonie thanks my love <3

tags: r.asks: wob, wob updates, wob thoughts

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[ 12:42 PM ] — it was his birthday today. why the hell are you not answering his call? it's been more than 24 hours, why are you not answering? honestly, he doesn't know if he's going to be mad or worried.

but you're calling now, so he settles for mad. heeseung rolls his eyes, snuggling into his sheets as he answers the phone. "what?" he snaps.

"what's with 24 missed calls?" you chuckle.

are you actually serious right now? heeseung scoffs. "are you serious, y/n?" he says, glaring at his phone.

"hey, what's wrong?" you said.

"what's wrong?" heeseung repeats. "y/n, what's wrong is that you barely spoke to me for the past week and when you do, it's so dry as if i'm a bother. am i?"

"heeseung, no." you say. "it's just i have been busy for the past week."

"no." heeseung says. "you've always been busy yet when you reply late you would reply with a long ass message and now you can't even reply with three letters."

"seungie, not now." you groan.

"and yesterday, you ghosted me. we talked about that already. no more ghosting shit. i don't care how big your problem is, dump it to me." he said.

"i know, i know. seung, please, just—"

"no." heeseung dismissed. "and please tell me, you didn't actually forget what day it is today."

"um, saturday." you say and heeseung groans. "heeseung, please. i'm sorry. whatever it is, i'm sorry. i just.. it's not a good day, okay?"

heeseung huffs, but he can't help it. "the day's the worst." he agrees and you hum. "what got you so mad about today?"

"my flight got delayed and now, my boyfriend's mad at me." you say and heeseung slowly softens. flight? what?

"flight?" heeseung repeats and you hum. "where to?"

"to my boyfriend." you say. "it's his birthday."

heeseung stands up, grabbing his coat as he puts it on. "where are you?" he says as he grabs his keys, going outside. he opens the door of the hotel, stopping when he sees you standing there with a box of cake on your left hand and your right hand holding your phone against your ear.

you smile. "i'll catch up with you later. my boyfriend's here." you say, ending the call and heeseung shakes his head, smiling but his tears stream down his face. you chuckle, pointing your finger at him. "i got you good."

"you're mean." heeseung says, pulling you into his arms as you wrap an arm around his shoulders.

"happy birthday, baby." you mumble, kissing his cheek. heeseung squeezes you and you pull away. he cups your cheeks but you stop him. "can we put the cake away first? i don't want you dropping it again." you softly ask and heeseung laughs, pecking your lips.

you grab your suitcase, but heeseung grabs it for you as you two get inside. you go to the side where the table is, taking the cake out as you put a candle on it, lighting it up. you smile, hearing heeseung's footsteps and you turn around looking at him.

"happy birthday to you," you softly sing and heeseung chuckles, coming near you as he hugs you. "make a wish, baby."

heeseung looks at his cake, blowing the candle and you smile. you look at him as he rests his forehead against yours, closing his eyes with tears streaming down.

"hey, i'm sorry." you mumble, cupping his cheeks as you wipe his tears off. he shakes his head, smiling.

"i'm just really happy, love." he softly whispers and you hum, kissing his nose as you put your hands behind his neck, closing your eyes. you started to sway the two of you and heeseung chuckles as he sways along.

he starts to hum a soft song as you smile. you play with his nape as he pulls you close to him. "i love you." you mumble and heeseung presses his lips against yours.

"i love you more." he says.

a/n: i think im showing up again,, anyway i just dropped by to say happy heeseung day <3 i've been insanely busy and my exams are next week lol adfndksbfds anyway,, i'll see u guys the week after next (i'll answer asks by then too :() <3 rbs, likes and comments/feedbacks are highly appreciated <3

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[ 2:27 PM ] — jay leans in, pressing his lips against yours as you were fixing his collar and you, being smitten, can’t help but not pull away to continue fixing it, but chose to melt against the kiss and kiss him back. you smile against the kiss, giggles muffled against jay’s lips as his arms wrap around your waist to pull you impossibly closer to him.

“what’s so funny about me kissing you?” his voice low when he asked, lightly pulling away as he rests his forehead against yours, lips just a breath away.

you shake your head, looking into his eyes through your lashes with a smile on your lips. “you just make me giddy, is all.” you mumble and jay smiles, presses his lips against yours once again. your hands sliding up from his collar to his jaw. “jongseong,” you say against his lips and he hums, kissing you harder because apparently, he’s not doing it hard when you can still talk. you hum, hand going on his chest to softly push him. “you’re gonna be late.”

jay frowns and you smile, hand coming up to his chin as you wipe off your lipstick. “what if i call them and tell them something came up so i can stay with you?” he asks and you chuckle.

“then heeseung would say ‘what, your neediness for y/n?’,” you tease and jay groans, remembering that day when he called in sick because he wanted to stay, but heeseung, of course, knew what was up. “it will just for a few hours, honey. then you’ll be back home, here with me.”

“home is you, y/n.” jay corrects and you smile.

“and you’re mine.” you say as you go back, fixing his collar. after a few minutes, the van honks three times to let you two know they’re out waiting for jay. “take care, love.”

“i’ll see you later.” jay says and you nod.

“i’ll be here.” you say and jay leans in, but you lean back with a smile. you shake your head, gesturing you’re lipstick will transfer on his lips again. normally, you don’t care, but you didn’t want to spoil jay’s look anymore. “go now.”

“but y/n,” jay softly whines and you shake your head. then van honks again, prolonging it this time. you laugh, gesturing to the door. “fine. bye.”

“bye.” you softly say and jay turns around, going to the door, but he turns back. “yeah?”

“my wallet,” he says, walking back. “i forgot my—“ jay cuts himself off as he cups your chin and presses his lips against yours.

jay pulls away with a goofy grin. “park jongseong!” you exclaim, laughing as jay runs out of the shared house, yelling that he loves you. he runs to the van, opening the door as he climbs in and closes it.

heeseung chuckles, shaking his head, jake looks at him with teasing eyes and sunghoon grabs a tissue, pressing it against jay’s lip.

“what the fuck?”

“y/n’s lipstick mark is on your lips, simp.”

“oh.”

— a/n: hi, im back after ghosting for idk ever since hee day lol,, anyway have this jjong drabble lol <3 i'll answer asks inn a bit,, ily for being so patient with me! rbs, comments/feedbacks, and likes are highly appreciated! <3

2,319 notes - Posted October 21, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

## buy one, take me. — l. heeseung

synposis: with his best friend asking him for help because said best friend was scared he wasn't "boyfriend material" enough, heeseung looks for flower shops for his best friend's girlfriend. thankfully, jake knows someone from the university who has an aunt that owns a flower shop, you. now, heeseung messages you and shyly, but shamelessly asks if he can get any promos or discounts to which you shamelessly answered him, "buy one, take me". heeseung doesn't pass on this, of course. after all, you are pretty damn cute.

pairing: heeseung x fem!reader

content/genre: college au, slowburn, fluff, angst and crack, smau.

warning(s): swearing, of course. and as always, i'll put it in every chap if there's something you need to look out for.

note: yes, blod-talicized for slowburn because this is already planned out three years ago (but for another idol) anyway !! i'm excited to share this, my ass had been wanting to post this,,,,,, i already have the ending i just really need to do from part eleven up to,,,, that. so here you go. T_T okay, if i suddenly ghost again FLOOD ME MESSAGES/ASKS/IDC WHAT TO FINISH IT. TAGLIST CLOSE.

tags: r.asks: botm, botm updates, botm thoughts

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#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review #CRYING BECAUSE WHAT THE FUCK #also lmao my srbs lmAOOOO #MY TOP POSTS THOUGH ??-!2!-! IM CRYING

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jooniez · 4 years ago

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hello 🥺 i was just wondering if you could rec any tae and jk blogs that appreciate them / their dynamic the way you do? <3 (if not it's ok, in any case hope you have a lovely day! love your blog)

hi bby!! 💕 okay so unfortunately i really don’t know too many tae and jk blogs, and i’ve actually been trying to look for some more myself, but i’ll try to name a few who i know will post new and cute taekook moments even if they’re not solely a tk blog!!

@/taekbbs @/dnaes @/taehyungland @/tearuntold @/eternal-bangtan @/kooksv @/adorekv @/taeguks @/beretae @/rmofbts @/cyphertaehyungie @/jjeons @/jung-koook @/lucid-jjin @/taemaknae @/jcngkooks

okay so these are the main blogs i've noticed and who i follow who post new tk moments and some of them are solely just tk blogs!! most of them post about all the other guys though and include moments of every member & pairing but they still have really nice content so i would recommend following them either way!! hopefully this was still helpful even if it wasn't exactly what you were looking for :(( 💞 also you could try looking through my taekook tag and see the blogs i rb from to see if there were any i didn't mention here who have content you're interested in 💖 otherwise i just look through the 'taekook' tag to find any gifs of recent moments and just rb from there!! and thank you so so much angel, you’re so sweet 😭 i really appreciate you saying that and i hope you have the loveliest day/night as well!! 💕

#i didnt tag them directly because a lot arent my mutuals and tumblr always messes up my mentions anyway so i just put / for all of them ://#sorry if this wasnt helpful there's barely any tk blogs and it's so sad because they're the sweetest best friends 😭#i love their dynamic so much as well and also they're my bias wreckers so they just make my heart so so so soft :'((#i really wish there were more tk blogs because i feel like i see more for other pairings #but i have noticed more tk gifs in general from more blogs so at least theres that!!#unfortunately a lot of tk blogs are either inactive or too shippy/creepy #so i dont really follow too many #or they're all on twitter :((#but anyways i hope i was at least a little help 💜#anon #asks #also if anyone reading this knows of good tk blogs pls let me & anon know i'll love you forever #also so sorry if I answered late I was away from tumblr all day ;-; ✨

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honey-tongued-devil · 2 years ago

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Can I request scenario 7, Stroking the other’s back comfortingly, from the hurt/comfort prompt list with Cassandra pls 👉👈

↞“Stroking the other’s back comfortingly”↠

▶ Cassandra Kiramman x 7. (Stroking the other’s back comfortingly)

Honey, there’s a gun in the footlocker in the garage. If I ever say “no” to that question, I want you to use it on me. Okay, I had to recalibrate a little bit to leave the fact that Cassandra is cheating on her husband unnoticed. I mean, nobles often marry for convenience, don’t they?

↠Word count: 1.2k ↠No use of "y/n", gender neutral reader (no pronouns for the reader) ↠List: hurt/comfort (n.7- stroking the other’s back comfortingly ) ↠Pairing: Cassandra x gn!reader ↠Tw: implied cheating

[I’m joining the challenge "one prompt per day" so feel free to send a request, it can be either with a prompt invented by you or a prompt taken from one of the two lists you find on the blog!]

↠If you have any requests, ask the devil.↞

You hate everything about that place.

You hate the way chandelier crystals project little flashes of light on the guests' faces, you hate the guests themselves who move around in that ballroom as if they’ve been there forever, you hate the way the music hovers in the room accompanying fake giggles and the clinking of the edge of the glasses, but most of all you hate those gazes.

Those eyes look haughtily at the world, judgmental, full of a poison so exquisite as to deceive anyone who becomes a victim of it they should feel honored; sticky, they cling to the skin following people step by step, waiting for any pretext and slightest mistake to rejoice -the dress being pounded and torn, an elbow hitting someone by mistake making a glass of crystal shatters to the ground, a foot leaning badly that makes you lose your balance for a few seconds, sometimes it only takes a grumbling of the stomach to entertain them, to notice in their eyes a bitter fun.

The night passes so slow when you cross the threshold of Galas that time itself does not seem to remain indifferent to the jewels and gold of the members of high society, subdued slows down, and the only way to survive becomes to swallow that luxurious amber liquid that flows like a river in the crystal glasses, hoping that the sun will hurry to rise.

You carelessly watch the liquor go round in circles along the walls of the glass firmly held between your fingers -you have lost count of how many you have drunk but it doesn’t matter, the silent rule is "enough not to hear what the voices in the room say, but less than it takes to crawl out of this place" and as long as it works you’re going to appeal to it.

Cassandra stands next to a table, talks to a young lad -another counselor if memory serves you right- and two tall men, whose bare muscles and scarlet clothes embellished with metal suggest that Noxus is their homeland.

You can’t tell if she is getting bored or not, her face is constantly adorned with a kind smile and from time to time she lifts a gloved hand to cover her lips, in a sign that she is laughing.

Or, at least, she’s pretending to.

The councilman next to her looks at you, darting the corners of his lips down with a mixture of disgust and dissent, in the same way a peasant would look at the dirty rat that destroyed his crop, but you ignore him.

You mentally take note about telling the woman how much you admire her for having been able to resist the urge to punch that snooty gouge right between the eyes.

You drink what’s left in the glass in one sip and wait diligently a few moments before getting up, aware that the slightest awkward movement would not only bring attention to you, but would also put in a bad light the woman who brought you with her. Then, you head for the balcony and lean your elbows against the stone handrail, closing your eyes.

The fresh air deprives you of those suffocating expensive perfumes and inebriates your lungs: the city sleeps wrapped in the night’s mantle, in that peace given by the silence and the lights off that allow you to see the stars.

Who knows if the people in that room have ever raised their nose to the sky to look at it, if the eyes accustomed to gold recognize the wonder of what is not material, of what has no price, of beauty.

The silence is interrupted by the quiet sound of the low heels against the stone floor, accompanied by the rustle even lighter of the skirt that at every step caresses the legs of the woman: you smile, eyes still pointed towards the night.

"Are you tired?"

"I’m exhausted, Cassandra"

She stays quiet, approaching in turn the handrail but remaining composed unlike you: the straight back leans slightly against the white stone enough to rest without affecting her elegance. A hand of hers rests next to yours, in a silent invitation that you do not refuse, leaning your fingers on hers.

"The blond guy has been looking at me for so long that I thought he had facial paralysis to a certain one" you whisper pouting a bit and the woman ripples her lips holding back an amused sound.

"Salo?"

"Yeah, I’m sure you understood. I don’t like it here, I feel out of place."

This time your voice is more sad than annoyed and you almost regret having spoken.

You know that she took you with her because that’s the environment she’s used to, that she wanted to make you feel included, but at the same time you’ve never felt more trapped than that.

Her hand moves just enough to take yours between her fingers, stroking the back with her thumb in a silent gesture of comfort. You really want to be somewhere else, any little corner of the world where no one perceives you would be fine, where you can hold her hand properly and pull her to yourself, and she can laugh without hiding that lovely gap between her teeth that you love so much.

But unfortunately you are there.

The shrill laughter reaches you to the balcony, making your skin crawl in an imperceptible gesture that doesn’t escape the watchful eyes of the woman. She lets go of your hand turning her back to high society, then a gentle touch caresses your back, covering an invisible path from your lower back to the shoulders and vice-versa. "I’m here," is the simple but powerful sentence implied by her fingers going up discreetly until they touch your neck, hesitating when you tilt your head to the side to give her more space.

You see her just biting her lips with the corner of your eye, in a torn expression that does not fail to make your lips stretch in a victorious smile.

"Let’s go, Cass." It’s not a question, you’re not going to spend another second there. She sighs in response.

The violins are suffocated by the chanting, perhaps high-pitched voices of Piltover’s aristocracy. Someone yells at a waiter, a glass falls to the ground breaking and emitting a deaf sound of shattered crystal that accompanies the dramatic, exaggerated verses of dismay.

You hate everything about that place.

You hate the way people break glassware into unnecessary drama, you hate the way everyone in that room shifts their attention to the same thing at the same time, like a flock of sheep with glittering crowns and rings.

You fucking hate everything.

But not her.

She hesitates, glances at the ballroom, passes her tongue between her lips, thoughtful.

"I can’t, I have to stay with the other members of the council. And you know that..." You snap up before she can finish the sentence, taking advantage of the fact that everyone is distracted to steal a quick kiss, on top of her lips.

You hold firmly her hand, aware that if you want to escape undisturbed you must do so now."Let’s go to my place then."

#cassandra x reader #cassandra kiramman #arcane #cassandra kiramman x reader #cassandra headcanon #arcane writing #arcane headcanon

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flwrsuh · 3 years ago

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txt's reaction to their crush falling asleep on their shoulder!

summary ; txt's reaction to their crush falling asleep on their shoulder

pairing ; txt x gn! reader

warnings ; none i think, pls lmk if i missed anything i should put here !!

a/n ; hi ! i'm gem and this is my first blog post ever !! i'm going to start by just posting txt content, but i will most likely expand more in the future. thank u sm for reading ! <3

༉‧₊˚✧ yeonjun

i feel like he would be kind of half and half

like he's partly having a huge ego boost bc his crush is asleep on HIS shoulder and nobody else's

but he's also freaking out bc you look so pretty and ur so close to him awh <33

would kill any of the other members if they made any noise

just admiring u until u wake up

jjun is in love with u ok that's all

༉‧₊˚✧ soobin

nervous boy #1

kind of panicking bc oh god he's never been this close to you before

doesn't want to accidentally wake u up

poor bby would go completely stiff and would not move AT ALL until u woke up or moved off of him

BLUSHING.

he would be so nervous :(((

constantly looking down at u and doing his little smile w his dimples and looking away AWH

so precious

༉‧₊˚✧ beomgyu

literally would be so annoying about it

if anybody walks in the room he's silently bragging about how you decided to sleep on him

would never let u forget the time u fell asleep on his shoulder

prob teases u after about u being in love with him

"you're SO obsessed with me huh"

but forgets to mention the part where he's in love with u

would be moving around and bragging but would stop and go completely still if u moved at all

he may be smug but he cares about ur sleep come on :/

༉‧₊˚✧ taehyun

i see taehyun not knowing what to do in this situation at all

this has never happened before

he either won't really care and kind of ignore it or he's freaking out

both of these look exactly the same to anyone watching him

would be so hard to tell that he's feeling any sort of way about it

he would be completely calm on the outside but freaking out on the inside

maybe smiles a little and his ears may go a little red

nobody see's the glances he sneaks down at you and the heart eyes he has while admiring ur pretty features <33

༉‧₊˚✧ huening kai

nervous boy #2

feels you lay ur head on his shoulder and immediately starts turning red

panic.

calms down a little when he looks at you and realizes ur asleep

not by much tho

him getting teased by the members bc he's blushing so much :((

he can't help it he loves u ok

would not be able to stop smiling

bc wow u trust him enough to sleep on him

so cute protect him

#tomorrow x together #txt taehyun #hueningkai #soobin #yeonjun #beomgyu #txt reactions #txt headcanons #kang taehyun #choi soobin #choi yeonjun #choi beomgyu #txt x y/n #txt x reader #txt scenarios #txt imagines

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cloverfics · 3 years ago

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headcanons (to cope) ; baji keisuke

warnings ooc (obvs) but nothing else i can really think of

genre fluff, headcanons

word count 0.3k

inspiration my half-a-week long baji brainrot 🧠

synopsis i love baji, so here’s some silly things i thought abt him in my head

a/n let’s all collectively pretend i didn’t ignore this blog for 268 nights and admire baji keisuke for the man he is today 🤕 (let’s hope i stay consistent from now on)

i just have a feeling he hates feet like HATEEES FEET, like you put your feet on him one time to mess with him and nearly had your face on a tshirt

also absolutely hates when restaurants sing happy birthday to him, and you and the others will just do it on purpose to see him upset

dislikes scary movies, and scary things in general, but would never tell anyone that (literally got so scared once he socked a guy in the face for scaring him in a haunted house, the whole group was banned after that)

doesn't understand twitter and it makes him angry... someone help him please

his type is doja cat (& i'm not arguing or elaborating, baji literally told me himself)

chifuyu got him a pair of cat ears, the ones with the bells, as joke (almost got his ass beat that day) but baji wears them whenever he plays with his kitties cuz they like the bells

speaking of kitties, i just see him playfully being chased back and forth by one. that's all.

he gives me klutz vibes, like just breaking shit and then having the nerve to try to put it back as he found it

his hair smells amazing and it's so soft, i feel like that's just the one thing he genuinely cares about on his body

he has matching outfits with his cats (& yes mitsuya made it)

alright that's all i got for now folks. to conclude, i love baji, and he lives in my silly little brain rent free (someone evict him pls)

#baji #baji keisuke #baji headcanons #baji keisuke headcanons #tokyorev headcanons #tokyorevengers headcanons #tokyo revengers hcs #tokyorev hcs #tokyo revengers headcanons #baji keisuke x reader #keisuke baji x reader

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filmmies-writing · 3 years ago

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Past, Present & Future

pairing : ex!avengers reader x Zemo

word count : 1.3k

warning : mention of death

summary : you used to visit Zemo at the prison after the event of civil war but then he cut you off because he started to have feelings for you. Now that Bucky’s going to break him out, he needs your help babysitting this bad guy.

a/n : hello guyssssss <3 It's been quite a while since I posted my debut one shot. I really do appreciate every like, reblog and comment from my previous work (for anyone who hasn't checked it out yet, here you go!)THANK YOU🥺 At first I was thinking of making a short fanfiction, 3 parts was the first thought that came to my mind but I really enjoy writing this so maybe it’ll be more than 3 parts I suppose. You can also leave your ideas for the next part in the comment or what you think of this chapter, I’d really love to read them :) And fyi, your likes, reblogs and comments are what keep me going so pls 🥺🥺😂😂 Sorry if there’s any mistakes, English is not my first language. Also I’ll pin my masterlist on this blog as soon as I finish making it :)))))

“And I found love where it wasn't supposed to be

Right in front of me

Talk some sense to me”

(I Found - Amber Run)

“Do you still visit him?” Bucky asked through the phone, his voice steady and calm, like he already made a decision in his mind.

“After I’d blipped back I might have been there once or twice, but the last time was last year I guess” you said and you shrugged your shoulders as you walked around your apartment trying to find a chocolate you just bought but forgot where you put it at.

Yes, you’ve visited this criminal several times and some of your teammates know it. After you were informed about why he started all of his demeanors, about his motivation, as a person who doesn’t have any family left and witnessed everything that happened at the battle of Sokovia with your own eyes, you strongly have sympathy for him.

You see him as a man who let his emotions and anger take over his intelligent-self and just tried to do what he thought was right, what he thought it’ll make him feel better after he achieved it. And now that he succeeded his plan, deep down he still feels pretty empty. You can tell just from looking at him in the eyes, even there’s a thick glass between. And you bet he had taken some steps back to see his work and spent some time with himself, thinking. And you know he could see it too. Nothing changed, his family is still gone. Only thing new to him is that he now has to spend years after years rotting in German prison, which allows him to have more time to think about his family and his past actions. He was about to go insane.

But thank god you went to visit him.

You started to visit him for the very first time after six months of the airport battle. Bringing him some books considering how boring he would feel behind bars. But you were quite confused when you saw that his cell is more superior than the others. Even though it may seem dark and lifeless like the other cells, his cell is a lot bigger compared to others. He also has privileges to read all the up-to-date newspapers and books given from the guards that he seems to be paying extra for.

In the beginning, it was him who always started a conversation by questioning you. According to his genius mind’s calculation, he never expected any Avengers to visit him and especially to be this nice to him after what he had done, what he had caused. And clearly he was wrong, so he needed to know why you’re doing all of this since he thought he can never be wrong. Maybe you want to take revenge at him? Or could it be that you’re just really nice?

“Why being so nice to me?” he asked directly, wanting to see your reaction to his action.

“I just feel bad for what happened to you” you didn’t lie but kept looking down to the ground to avoid his gaze on you. You’ve heard about his reputation, how good he is at manipulating and you didn’t want to be his another victim.

It took only a few more times of visiting him for you to realize that you unexpectedly bonded with your friends’ greatest enemy and surprisingly enjoy spending your time with him, he would always tell you stories from his many journeys, but still not the private ones. He never wanted to share any of his family’s memories with anyone and he intended to keep it that way.

After getting to know him a lot more than you should, you soon realized that he’s a Baron after all, a royalty, which answered your curiosity perfectly about why he can still access so many privileges even behind the bars.

In return, you shared with him how you feel to be an Avengers, pressures and expectations you had received during that time. A hard decision you made that still haunts you in your sleep every night.

You two sometimes share your opinion on books you bring to him. You went back to the prison countless times with a handful of snacks, sweets and books. That’s why he thinks you’re too nice, too good for him.

Although he’s in prison, he still manages to spoil you with many presents that have been sent to your door time after time on special days such as your birthday and Christmas.

For Helmut, at first, these acts were only to return your kindness. At least that’s what he convinced himself since he doesn’t want to admit that he started to have feelings for you. He keeps telling himself he’ll never love again, but you make it hard for him.

And for you, no one has ever cared about you as much as he did. But still, you persuaded yourself he’s just a friend, a good friend.

But when it came to the point that Zemo cannot lie to himself anymore, he decided to face the truth and deal with it in a very definitive way. He cut you off. Completely.

He added your name to the list of people he prohibited to visit him. You were heartbroken when you first found out but maybe it’s for the best that things didn’t go any further than this, you cajoled yourself. In the first few months, it was hard for you not to think of him, but now that it has been almost a year, you’re finally doing fine.

To clarify his action, his mind keeps telling him that after what he had done to you, he doesn’t deserve you. You deserve to be happy, to live your life with someone that’s not stuck in a prison like him. Someone as good as you. Not a state-criminal like him. Another reason for him would be because he doesn’t want anyone to replace his wife. Even after so many years she has passed away, she still holds a very special place in his heart and he would never want any memories with someone else to replace those precious memories he has left of her.

“And do you think it’s gonna be fine if he’s out of the prison?” Your eyes automatically blinked, starting to feel terrified by what Bucky just asked you.

“I... I... I don’t know, I can’t reassure you anything, I mean I believe that he’ll be useful to your case but he can be very manipulative so you must be careful when he’s out” You said what you could think of at that moment. You can never think straight when it comes to the Baron.

Bucky replied with silence for a moment but not too long until he continued the conversation and said “Wanna do your old friends a favor?”

You know he wants you with them in case things go wrong with Zemo since you seem to be the one who knows him best compared to them. Also in Bucky and Sam’s aspect, your fighting and investigating skills would be really helpful to the team. And who knows what the new cap is about? So it’s clearly better to have you included in this little team.

“Sure..” To be honest, you’re quite afraid to face the Baron again but you can never say no to your friends and plus you want to do something in return for them since they always taking a good care of you, they’re like older brothers to you and you couldn’t let they go out there on their own knowing that you can help them.

“See you at the prison tomorrow then, I believe you know your way there already” Bucky replied before hanging up.

This is going to be a hell of a journey!

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not-me-simping-for-blasty · 4 years ago

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Hey bb! <3

You’ve quickly became my favorite bakugo writer, how you write him just feels so real to me. every time I see you post something new I get so happy!

I’m seeing ya write a lot about blasty with crushes and or S/O’s but not really about how he gets into a relationship so I propose to you how do you think he would realize his feelings and act upon them? If he even would lol he’s so stubborn and awkward with feelings I swear.

Anywho I love you and I’m glad your blog is getting the attention it deserves!!

hmmm hmm hmm tysm @kits-mania for the ask, this is a good one!! also ahaha i wrote this with tiny baby UA bakugou in mind bc his comedic potential is seriously limitless

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-ok, to start, so basically, he’s a mess. an absolute mess.

-yes, yes, ik, we’d all love for him to be like, cool and smooth and suave and spit crazy game but he’s just not that guy. he’s a snarling animal at the best of times and an outright asshole every other second of the day.

-(honestly, if u asked me, the only confession you could ever get that would somehow be more disastrous than bakugou’s would be if u got one from tamaki. and even then, tamaki is a sweetheart so u would 100% be much more forgiving)

-but that’s not the point, what is the point is that bakugou would just be so weird around u and that’s how he recognizes his feelings

-lmao like he’ll be so ridiculous with his mood swings,,, very yelling at you for breathing one second, bc even that somehow flusters him, n then the next second he’s recommending an extensive list of personalized training exercises (that he devised) for you and telling you to shut up if you try to thank him for it

-and he’ll do those things almost without thinking about it. like, he’s already impulsive, we been knew, but for this?? pls he absolutely cannot control himself. he’ll just keep accidentally doing nice things, that he’d never do for somebody else, and he knows this. but then he also feels like he’s gotta act like a dick to cover the strangeness up

-and after being rude, to save face, bakugou’ll be in his head totally “man, i’m the best at this. i bet they don’t even know i fuckin’ like them!” n like, yeah, he’s right, you 100% don’t, but everyone else around him does.

-very obvious to his friends how quiet he is when you come up. like, he’ll say shit about everyone at any given time, but when you come up in conversation?? absolute crickets from him. (this is bc bakugou wants to keep his mouth shut, to avoid suspicion obvi, but in doing so he almost doesn’t seem like an asshole. n when bakugou isn’t acting like a dick that’s when you know somethings up)

-so, those two things combined,,, the mood fluctuation and uncharacteristic behavior make it pretty clear to himself that he’s got a crush. now, don’t get me wrong, he’s gonna be clueless on how to do anything about it, but bakugou’s not dumb. he’ll realize his feelings pretty quickly after they form

-now, for the acting upon his feelings part- whew boy. talk about an embarrassing turnout

-basically, he’s not gonna do shit at first. he’ll recognize his feelings and he doesn’t want to be a wimp about them, but he also kinda just wants them to go away. so he’ll wait it out. bc it’s embarrassing.

-but if that doesn’t work, and he really does just have one hell of a crush,,, then all he’ll be able to do, at first, is work up the courage to finally not be an asshole,,, using little gestures that include but are not limited to:

1.) offering you a pencil when you lose yours. alright, alright, ik, very small, but this is bakugou alright?? mans doesn’t give up anything unless somebody tries to kill him for it and somehow manages to succeed

2.) let’s u copy off his school work/homework etc. obvi not all the time, but if ur in class, at the very end of a test, n he sees you looking over, bakugou will just sit there. he won’t put his arm over his work. not like he would if it was anyone else but you

3.) when you ask him things, he’ll answer. and there’s a pretty good chance he won’t tell u to fuck off at the end (what a miracle)

4.) will probably try his best to avoid exploding/hitting your face during training exercises. now ofc, if u get paired up with him for sparring, rip say ur prayers, bc he will by no means go easy. bakugou doesn’t even know the meaning of going easy. but he will keep his punches and burns away from ur face. probably also tries his best to only explode you thru the fabric of ur costume. so you don’t end up with burns (what a gentleman. not.)

5.) if you drop something on the ground in front of him, and he’s closer to it then you are, he’ll pick it up for u. u know, like a normal person for once.

-okay so as u can see, those things, which are very big for bakugou, are tiny. so tiny. and no other person is going to see those regular-human gestures as romantic interest bc why would they???

-see what i mean by embarrassing?? pls i love him but come on man

-but anyway, he’ll do that for a while. like probably up to a full month tbh

-and the entire time he’ll just be pissed bc ur not getting it. so he’ll keep doing those little things more often in the hopes that you’ll finally understand, but ofc u dont

(sidenote: bakugou having a crush is rlly funny to me bc if any of the bakusquad asked you what you thought about him all u’d have to say is “idk? normal? he’s whatever?? what is this question about?” bc his gestures are so small. so small that they just read like normal person behavior, and thus you have no significant opinion about him. and that’s just v comedic to me bc the absolute shock on their faces when u say that? pls they’re like “Y/N we cannot deal with either of you anymore. bakugou is not normal to people??? obviously he likes you!! why do you not get it?!!!”)

-but n e wayz, yeah he’ll continue with the little shit for a while and then just impulse confess

-pls bakugou is 0-100 or not at all,, so he’ll be completely content in his weird behavior until one day he’s just fed tf up with you.

-like ur walking around with a nice outfit and your hair done up,, just 100% living normally, but for whatever reason the sight of you that day accosts him. just pisses him off bc he likes you, a lot, and it’s embarrassing

-so he just impulse confesses right there in the heat of his anger. very “jesus fuck, you really went ahead and did it now, idiot. you really fuckin’ piss me off. i’ve been busting my ass for weeks now, bein’ fuckin’ nice as shit to you, and you’ve got nothing to say? just gonna walk around like that, on purpose, and keep fuckin’ quiet?”

- n you just “....?”

-and he’ll roll his eyes and huff and probably clench his hands into fists and “i like you. dumbass. fuckin’ obviously.”

- and suddenly you just “oh.” bc now it’s very clear to you how much of a relatively ?pleasant? person he is around you and how much that contrasts with the absolute asshole he is to everyone else

-pls ik everybody says he’s a pomeranian but like, no, seriously he is. he’ll pick one person to like and act normal around,, but to everyone else?? pls guard ur ankles he will bite tf out of them

so, in conclusion, bakugou with a crush is an embarrassing but oddly endearing affair. very much a guy who fumbles all the way to the finish line, but he doesn’t give up. not ever, and especially not when u piss him off sm (read: fluster him sm) just by being yourself

#katsuki bakugou #bakugou katsuki #katuski bakugou #bnha bakugou #bnha bakugo katsuki #bakugou x reader #bakugou hcs #bakugou headcanons #bakugou scenarios

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aizawabby · 4 years ago

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LILY (m)

Pairing: Yakuza!Tamaki Amajiki x florist! Reader

Plot: your flowers were the one thing you loved the most in your life... well it’s in the top ten so you bet your ass that you would scream at anyone who would dare to ruin and it didn’t matter if the person was the biggest mobster around.

Genre: mafia au, florist au , NSFW 18+

word count: 6k

Warnings: slight sub/dom play, soft dom Tamaki, explicit smut, oral(f), vaginal penetration, creampies, mirror sex, choking, no protection (wrap it before you tap it), light spanking, mentions of sucking dick, multiple orgasms, praising ish, fat cock Tamaki, dirty talk, slight mention of blood (I was listening to auralescent while writing the smut)

Disclaimer: this is my first time writing explicit smut so pls if I didn’t any mistakes or need to improve any where pls let me know! Also the art work above is not mine nor do I own any of the bnha/mha characters.

A/n: hello~ this is my first fic in this blog, I really hope you guys like!! I’ve been planning it since a month and got way to lazy to complete it :(

ko-fi

The hot rays of sun burn your skin as you walk out of your flower shop for the 10th time today to display your flowers letting them get sunlight. Regretting not putting on sunscreen before leaving home, you whipped the sweat off your face and smiled at the aesthetic you created in front of your flower shop.

It truly was beautiful.

Satisfied with your work you were ready to go back into the air conditioned store. As you neared the glass door, a loud thud noise that came from the background making you flinch. Praying as you turned around you hoped that whatever caused that thud had nothing to do with your flowers and it was just the neighbors cat, Ginger, who had once again jumped over the garbage bin and toppled it over.

You sighed in relief when you saw that your flowers were still intact. Just when you were about to go back a man with a white cloak tripped over your vases not paying attention while running ruining all your hard work.

The man laying on the ground looked at your angry face and seemed like he was about to cry, but you didn’t care right now. You were furious, all your hard work has gone to waste just because one person didn’t pay attention to where he was going.

Getting off the ground he noticed how you were about to start to scream at him, quickly got up and started apologizing.

“Look here sir, apologizing isn't going to do shit for my flowers nor is it going to clean up this mess so I suggest you t-” just as you were about to finish your sentence you felt him grip your wrist and pull you into your store.

‘What the hell’ you thought as you looked up at your captive, he pushed you on to a corner wall where no one could see you, his one hand on your mouth keeping you from making any noise while the other was near your head trapping you from the outside world.

If you weren’t being kidnapped in your own store you would’ve been very much aroused by the situation.

Having let your only staff member go on their lunch break, leaing you alone with your captor was not helping your situation either. Even if you scream for help no one would come to your rescue.

Your captor must have felt your gaze as he looked your way and then looked away once again a blush creeping on his cheeks.

What the hell? Why is he blushing

You continued to study his features so that you will be able to memories them in case he decides to do something, only if you were left alive.

damn he’s cute

You watched him as he kept shifting his gaze from you and the window, curious to what he was eyeing, you peered your eyes out the window to see some pro-hero, whose name you couldn't remember, along with some police officers gathered together holding a piece of paper which seemed like a sketch, showing it to civilians that walked past them.

Since your hearing quirk wasn't going to help you get free you thought it might be useful to hear what the heroes were saying.

“Have you seen this man?” one of them asked “please if you do call the police station right away”. The hero held out a picture. It was your capture.

Holy shit

You let out a quiet gasp at the information discovered, your capture hearing the sudden noise turned towards you once again, his gaze unreadable.

He masked his emotions so you wouldn't be able to tell how nervous he was staying within such close proximity with you. Something he learned pretty early, since in his line of work showing any type of emotions was a weakness.

The sweet smell of your perfume that was helping calm his nerves, was making him lose focus on the tasks at hand. Finding an opening to escape without the pros seeing him.

God how did he want to bury his head is the crook of your neck a- his train of thoughts broke as he felt you try to wiggle out of his grasp.

He glared at you, eyes dark and menacing seeding chills to your spine, he was about to lean closer when the pro-hero left their post and started walking towards their new location.

‘That was close’, he thought

He freed your mouth and placed it on the hand on the other side of your head trapping you. “W-who are you?” you managed to say, he looked you in the eye “Suneater,”.

Thank god for the wall that was supporting you because you were sure that you would've fell on the floor because how much your knees had been wobbling out of fear and being so close with this very handsome man who happens to be the biggest mafia leader of Tokyo.

You blankly stared at him as the headlines from several news articles popped in your head about the man holding you captive, opening your mouth to say-no to beg for your life, this is definitely not the way you imagined yourself dying.

“I” you breathe out watching as the man leaves from his spot, freeing you.

‘is he getting some torture weapon? Is this because i screamed at him omg me and my stupid big mouth’ as your mind filled with gruesome thoughts when all of a sudden cough broke your trans, you whipped your head to the noise almost getting whiplash from the sudden movement.

It was him.

He stood awkwardly in the middle of the room, his head hung low looking at his shoes as if they were much more interesting than you. He rubbed his palms together and was saying something under his breath. It almost seemed like he was...shy

What the hell is up with this guy?

“I… um… i am sorry for that” wide eyed and mouth agape you watched the man who once looked so frightening you nearly passed out from fear was now stumbling on his words as he apologized to you.

‘God i need to talk to my therapist after this, if i get out of this’

He lifted his head, his eyes barely noticeable as they stayed hidden due to the length of his hair. “I… I am s-s-sorry for putting you through this mess. I-it's just because, you see I didn't mean to, it's just that” he paused, he looked as if he were about to cry. What does one do in this situation? Do you go and console him for kidnapping you in your own store?

Confused, you stayed still, scanning him to look for some weapons he can use on you, eyes stopped at his trembling hands.

He’s bleeding

Once again mumbling something under his breath he continued “ you see, some people are looking for me, a-and because of some… things, that's why i ended up bumping into you, i-i didn't mean to knock down your flowers, you see i was just in such a hurry and needed a place to hide that i brought you here” he explained his situation.

He looked back at you waiting for you to respond,

“Are you gonna kill me?” he looked at you even more panicked than before almost like he was disgusted at the sheer thought “oh no no no no” he frantically moved his arms telling you no.

“Good, because i know how to fight” you lied, but seeing how scared he is you began to question whether this man actually was the notorious yakuza you heard about on the news.

Maybe he was the weak twin no one knew about

Your legs finally regained their strength and you leaned off the wall, and walked past Suneater as you disappeared in one of the rooms in the back of your shop.

“Are you coming?” your head peered from the room as you waved your hand at him to come.

‘What are you doing?!? Inviting a yakuza in your safe place’ you thought, while one part of your mind told you to run, the other told you to stay you were conflicted.

Your thoughts were interrupted when you heard Suneater enter the room, without turning around, you pointed at the chair, “sit” said a little more sternly than you wanted to. Confused at the sudden change in your demeanor, he raised an eyebrow at you, why did you want him here with you when you knew his truth. Anyone with the slightest of common sense would call the police right now, yet you stayed calm.

“Look” you turned around, tiered “ if your not gonna kill me then let me help you with your injury”

‘injury? What injury?’

He looked down at his hand feeling a sting. There was a deep cut, most likely from when he knocked over your flowers ‘oh’ his palm was covered in blood.

He sat down at the designated seat waiting for you, closing his eyes letting the sweet and earthy smell of the flowers fill his nostrils, calming his senses.

* * *

“Hey did you even listen to a word I said?” Tamaki lifted his head from his palm, “hmm?”. The spiky red head grunted, rubbing his hands on his face tired of his boss being so distracted.

“What’s gotten into you, man?” he questioned, Tamaki innocently looked at him as if he did nothing.

Truth was he was bored, he knew the plan they had went over it a millions of times heck he was the one who made it in the first place.

“Nothing Kirishima, I heard you, ” he said, moving his gaze to where he was looking before, Kirishima followed the direction in which he was looking and spotted you.

You were out in the scorching sun, moving huge pots of flowers around the front of your store.

Grinning he looked back at his superior “why are you looking at me like that” Tamaki said, not liking the way Kirishima smiled at him, he knew something.

“You got a crush don’t ya boss?” Kirishima proceeded to repeatedly poke his bosses arm, annoying him.

“fuck of” Tamaki flustered, turned around avoiding Krishima’s graze, maybe he did have a small crush.

“hey boss” Kirishima scooted his chair closer to Tamaki “after our mission why don’t ya go get her number hmm? Who knows you might even get a date” he said grabbing his bosses shoulder and shaking it as he told him to man up.

* * *

He broke out of thoughts feeling the pads of your fingers linger over his palm.

“Is this okay?” you kneeled in front of him, placing the safety kit on your lap concentrating on the task at hand.

“Y-yeah” you looked up, worrying that you might have hurt him accidentally, instead of seeing him wince in pain you were faced with a blushing yakuza.

Not knowing how to react you quickly lower your gaze and continue working on the task at hand.

“You're good at this,” he was the first to speak, breaking the silence.

“Huh, oh yeah i guess,” you let out a nervous laugh, “I used to volunteer as a nurse in hospitals back when I was in college, at one point in my life i wanted to become a doctor or nurse, to help people like pro-heroes did but then i lost interest in the subject and started to like other things so i opened up a flower shop,” you bit your lip realizing you might have over shared, “sorry that was to much wasn't it?” he smiled.

Shaking his head no, he looked at you warmly making you feel weird inside. As the two of you continued to talk, you learned more about him, nothing too personal but enough to make you feel like maybe just maybe you were starting to become friends.

“Alright all done, Tamaki” giving him a bright smile as you got up. He looked at his bandaged hand, smiling “Thank you, Y/n”. He got up from his seat, bidding you goodbye after apologizing for the inconvenience he caused, and walked towards the front door.

“Wait Tamaki!!!” you ran towards the front door hoping he hadn't left already, opening the door you called out for him once again, he stops and turns to look at you, confused as to why you called him.

“Y/n? What happened, are you okay?” he waited for you to catch your breath “yeah i'm fine i just,, i wanted to give you something” the tips of your ear started to burn as you felt a blush creep in, you handed him a purple lily.

Dumbstruck at the present he stayed quiet, smiling shyly as he reached for the purple flower, his fingers grazing you for a second, blushing he thanked you for the gift “ but why?” he asked, finally gaining the confidence to look at you.

You were smiling softly, a light blush spread on your cheeks “it reminded me of you,” you looked at him “and it's pretty like you” you said mentally cursing at yourself for voicing your inner thoughts, and for blushing harder.

Before the tomato looking man could say anything else, you ran back into your shop waving him goodbye.

* * *

Six months ago today, you were ‘kidnapped’ by the notorious Suneater. Your life hasn’t changed much since, you still wake up everyday at 8 am, you still drink the same type of coffee, and you still come back home at 8 pm.

But there was one thing that was significantly different, everyday at noon Tamaki would present himself in front of your store.

At first, it started with him coming to your shop, waiting outside debating whether he was coming in or not.

You would stay in the back of your cash register, listening to him mumbling to himself “common just go say hi that’s all you can do! Common just like you did with kirishima” you giggled.

But without a word he would leave. Disappointed you waited for the next day, maybe then he’ll talk to you.

The next week, he finally came in the store, (with the push of a spiky redhead) he wandered around before picking up a single rose, and came to the cash.

Ever since that day, he started to come more often and stayed longer talking to you about everything and nothing.

Slowly, his visits at the store became more constant just like his presence in your life.

“Are you here to buy something or to see me?” you winked at him going in the store, leaving a flustered indigo haired man behind.

He followed you inside, taking a deep breath calming his racing heart.

“Do you like me?” you asked casually as you picked up boxes from the front desk. Eyes wide Tamaki looked at you and gulps nervously before speaking “I-um I...w-well actually”

‘Fuck was I that obvious?’ He mentally screams at himself.

You laugh at his panicked expression “I’m just kiddin Tama, you don’t need to worry, come on help me with these boxes” you say grabbing his hand drawing circles trying to calm him, but it didn’t. It made him even more red and made his heart beat so fast he thought it was going to come out of his chest.

And sometime along the way, you had begun to fall for him too.

* * *

Breaking you out of your day dream you felt a strong grip on your shoulder, you grabbed the intruders hand and twisting your body as fast you could ready to attack.

You lowered your hard after seeing your crush.

“Not bad, Y/n” he showed you the bag of food he was holding “you’ve improved I’m impressed” Tamaki said pressing his hand on your lower back pushing you towards the front door of your apartment complex.

Oh yeah you had also started to take self defense lessons from Tamaki once he found out about your bluff about knowing how to fight. From that day he took it upon himself to teach you how to defend yourself in case you were abducted by another Yakuza.

“Didn’t you have a meeting today with the Kyoto group?” you opened the door to your small apartment where you guys would often hang out “how did it go” you asked taking off your shoes.

“It was alright i guess, they wanted to make a deal” he spoke calmly and went to set the table for the two of you. You hummed at his answer without further questioning him because nothing good ever comes with dealing with the Mafia.

The two of you silently enjoyed the Takoyaki brought by Tamaki.

“Can you pass me a napkin?” you observed as he manifested a tentacle thanks to his quirk and handed you a napkin.

“Hey Tama” you rested your chopstsicks on your place, resting your head on your palm looking at him as he was midway of putting an octopus ball into his mouth, he hummed in response telling you to continue.

“With your quirk you can manifest everything you eat right?” nodding he put another ball into his mouth “so can you…” you wiggled in your seat regretting what you were about to ask, but you needed an answer it was a question that kept you up during many sleepless nights.

Confused at your sudden shyness he lifted an eyebrow at you, this was very out of character for you since you were usually pretty blunt “c-can you make your semen taste like chocolate?”

Tamaki choked on his food, spitting it out looking at you with a horrified face, you scoot closer to him waiting for his answer. Unable to look at you in the eyes he raised his head looking at the ceiling rubbing his hands on his face trying to calm the rush of heat he was feeling. “Taaaammmakii” you whined, tugging on his arm like a child begging him to answer you, he looked at you opening his mouth but then closing it going beet red.

“Ohhh did you do it” you giggled as he blushed even harder and hid his face in his hands and you laughed harder.

* * *

“what are we watching tonight?” Tamaki walked into your living dressed in gray sweatpants and a black shirt sitting on your sofa, poking you with his left foot.

It wasn’t often that you got to see Tamaki dress so casually due to his job most of the time he would wear expensive suits (which made him look very hot) but there was something about him dressing down that made your heart flutter.

It was nights like these you loved the most, nights when you do nothing but stay up all night watching movies still you passed out cuddling against Tamaki.

“hmm I don’t know” pouting as you looked through your nail polish wondering which color you should paint them next. Tamaki smiled and pointed towards the purple bottle.

“Then how about” he scanned through the list of shows and movies “this” he said finally stopping at Avatar the last air bender.

While one would expect Tamaki’s attention to be at the screen in front of him watching the show he picked out it wasn’t. He was much more interested watching you paint your nails. He watched as you stuck your tongue out while concentrating on not to make a mess.

She’s so cute

“didn’t you go for lunch with your friends today?” He asked his eyes glued to the tv, mouth slightly agape.

“oh yeah I did, it was fun” he hummed and laughed at something Soka said. “My friends kept asking me if we’re together yet” you laughed at the memory of your friends teasing to finally confess your feelings for the man.

“then why don’t we” not paying attention to what he was saying he continued to watch tv.

Wide eyed he looked at you when it finally hit him you looked back at him in shock from the sudden confession“i ..i mean if you want you haha” he panicked.

Grinning as you got up from your spot on the floor you climbed onto his lap. Tamaki’s face burned a deep shade of red as he tried his hardest to sink his head into the couch wanting it to swallow him whole.

“Hey tama look at me” you brought a hand to his cheeks caressing it softly, making him look at you as you leaned onto him giving him a kiss.

“I like you” he breathes out as you pull away from the kiss smiling at each other “will you go out with me?”.

You rest your forehead on his, catching your breath you nod “yes I will” he holds you tighter holding your body next to his never wanting to let you go.

“Can I kiss you?” he whispers, his lips brushing up against yours, you nod “i'll be mad if you didn't”

He captured your lips in a delicate kiss. The kiss slowly escalated, becoming more rough as he pushed his tongue in your mouth. His wet muscle exploring every nook of your mouth as you submit to him, soft moans erupt from your throat as he grabs your boob giving it a squeeze.

“Oh fuck” he moans grabbing your hips pressing it harder on his crotch as you continued to grind against him.

“Someone’s excited” you smirk against his neck making it, as you grab his clothed dick gasping at size. He was big.

Stopping your movements, he stared into your eyes softly, his hand coming to caresses your face “ are you okay with this if not we don’t need to go further” he reassured. Smiling, you took his hand and kissed it, “I want it Tamaki, I want you.”

He pulled your shirt over your head throwing somewhere in the room, eyes lingering on the lace white bra. His hand was quick to go back on your breast, squeezing it with such an eagerness that just made you wetter by seconds. Taking off the bra, he grabbed your left tit. Soon, your nipple was engulfed by his mouth, he eagerly sucked it letting the tip of his tongue roll around, making you release another moan as you grab his hair pulling him up attaching his lips with yours.

Tamaki’s tongue was back in you, eyes closed as he enjoyed the warm and sweetness of your mouth. He held your hips, lifting you up heading towards your bedroom.

Amajiki hovered over you, smiling softly, he leaned in sealing lips with yours; peppering your skin with his soft kisses and marking you all the way to your breast. His hand finally finding the soft flesh, he gave it a squeeze as his lips came in contact with your areola, you let a breathy moan as his tongue worked on teasing your erect nipples while his other hand massaged the other in pleasurable manner.

He lifted his head from your chest, leaving a trail of kisses all the way to your aching core. Spreading your thighs open, kissing the soft flesh slowly, he teasingly nips at your inner thigh marking you, ignoring the place you wanted him the most.

You grind your hips in the air, hoping it will get his attention, you whimper as he rubs circles on your clit over your underwear finally feeling some relief, you feel the cold air hit your wet core as he slides it off your legs.

“You’re so wet, bunny” he hummed in approval as he twirled his finger in your wetness, content that he was able to make you feel this good. “I bet you taste good too ” he murmures, his eyes darkening with lust, he props your legs into his wide shoulder.

Unable to wait any longer to taste you, he lowered his face to your folds, the feeling of his mouth on your lips, moaning as you pulled his hair telling him to continue. He moaned into you sending vibration to your core, he squeezed your thighs to signal that he understood, he ran his tongue along your dripping slit and plunged his tongue past you lips and shallowly thrusting it inside until he was lapping up your juices with fervor while you arched your back as you moaned his name “you taste so fucking good, bunny” he moaned as he grinned his hips on the mattrest revealing his arousal.

Addicted to the slight bitter but sweet taste that he continued to eat you with more force.

“Ohhhh fuck fuck fuck” your legs trembled.

He knew you were close, slowly he slipped the first finger in, your walls warm and welcoming clenched his finger as he pumped it in, adding another right after. His mouth finding your clit, sucking the sensitive bud, sending pleasure coursing through your body.

“A-amajiki don’t stop” your toes curl at the sensation of his fingers curling inside you, you breathlessly moan your mind going blank as pleasure takes over. Pulling on his hair as his mouth works on your clit while his fingers work their magic, overwhelmed by the pleasure you felt from your lower stomach tightening, “Amajiki… i'm gonna-” before you can finish your sentence you feel the third finger slid in, you roll your eyes back feeling your walls stretch “Oh god, Tamaki”

Tamaki grinds his hips harder at the sounds coming out of your lips, his rock hard cock twitch in sweatpants “fuck” he groaned into your heat fingers slicked with your juices as he worked them in and out of you and lapped your sweet juices with his tongue “I love when you say my name,”.

“T-tama” you moaned bucking your hips on his face in search of release. Only a few moments later you came hard, with his face between your thighs and into his mouth. Your vision blurred as felt Tamaki continue to eat out even after cuming so hard. “Amajiki” you tried to get out of his grasp telling him that you’re too sensitive, he didn't move. He stayed there till you felt another wave of pleaser hit and you came into his mouth.

You were panting hard, your chest rising and falling as you felt euphoria, you watched Amajiki get up from his position between your thighs, get up to kiss you, you tasted yourself on his lips moaning as you felt his boner poking your inner thigh.

He pulls away from the kiss, whining at the loss of contact eyes following him as he gets off the bed. You watch him as he takes off his sweatpants revealing his black boxers which had a wet patch at the tip of his dick, drooling at the outline of his fat cock you imagined having it in your mouth fucking your troat till you became sore.

You get on your knees and start to crawl to where Tamaki was standing, pulling his briefs down until you were met with his painfully erect cock. Licking your lips you looked at him “can i suck your dick” he grabs your chin giving you a peck on the lips “sure, but not now” he says as he backs you up on the bed, laying you down as he starts to nip at your jaw “i wanna be inside you first” he whispers in your ear.

Tamaki separates your legs with his knee, placing himself between your thighs, stroking his dick as he brushes the head of his cock your wet centre. “Amaji-ah” you feel his tip rub against your entrance, but then backing away with flushed cheeks “baby… do you have any condoms” he rubs the back of his neck. It was moments like these where you would question how this man was a mafia leader.

Wrapping your arms around his neck you pull him on top of you kissing him, “its okay im on the pill” you say kissing his face. He aligned himself with your dripping core, his length sliding against your folds and getting coated by your arousal. You shudder, hearing him grunt as he inserts his tip in, stretching you out. He then thrust his length in you, grunting as he felt your wall squeeze around him, once completely in he stayed still letting you adjust to his size, since he was on the bigger side.

You moaned, biting his shoulder as you felt him stretch out your walls, you felt full. “ oh no baby are you okay?” Tamaki cooed still inside of you as he whipped tears from your face “should we stop? Does it hurt?” It wasn't the first time that he had to pull out because he was too big during sex, as he got ready to pull out, you wrapped your legs around his waist kepping him in place “Tama i-its okay, it doesnt hurt, you’re just big” you kiss his cheeks giving him a okay to move as you grip his shoulders” as he slowly began to move.

“Fuck youre so tight baby, you feel so f-fucking good” he let out a groan thrusting even deeper in you.

“Holy shit, your pussy feels so good” he moans in your mouth, picking up the pace. Your mouth drops open and you watch his brow furrow as he slips deeper into you, and fills you up. He continues to push until he finally bottoms out, he pants out a heavy breath that he's been holding out. Your eyes flutter but you fight to keep them open, and your arms wrap around his torso to grip his back.

“oh god Amajik” you moan, hips moving to match his thrust “feels so good”

“Yeah?” he pants out, moving at a steady pace, and you nod in response.

Admiring how he looks on top you, lips pink and swollen from your kisses parted as soft moans and grunts pass them. His eyes dark, looking at you with insatiable hunger that told you that he was holding back.

“Amajiki harder” you whimper, “fuck me harder.”

He pauses for a second, studying your face to make sure he was hearing this well. His breath stuttered before he let out a shaky breath.Then his hands gripped your hips in a bruising hold and he started snapping his hips as hard as he could into yours.

Your eyes roll back at the force of his hips slapping against yours. His nails dug into your supple skin and it stung but you didn’t bother to care because the feeling of him stroking along your sensitive walls was too overwhelming.

“Fuck baby” he gruffly let’s put “you’re making me feel so good”

Clenching around his words, you feel more of your juices coating him as he fucks you harder into the mattress.

“You like it?” he pants “ is my cock making you feel good, baby”

You nod. You couldn’t speak properly, not with the way his hips seemed to increase their speed and hit you deeper with each thrust.

“Use your words, bunny” he grunts into your ear. He releases your hips in favor of gripping your thighs, pausing to shift onto his knees and have a better handle of you and angle his hips just right. “You love it don’t you? You love it when I fuck you with my cock?”

“Yes” you moan “i love it, i love your cock”

“Your close aren’t you? I can feel the way you keep clenching around my cock,”

“Oh god I’m close tama, don’t stop” you say when the thrust abruptly stops when he pulls out of you, and you whimper in shock and desperation. But he doesn’t allow you a second to question him before he’s gripping your hips and flipping you onto your stomach lifting your ass up. He spanks your ass and you squeal in surprise but it morphs into a moan when he shifts your hips to position himself behind you properly. He’s slipping inside you with ease, and you’re back where you left off.

Trailing a hand from your back, all the way to your head he gripped your hair, pulling your head back to capture lips with his.

His mouth on your neck kissing his way to your ear, nibbling on it before he continued spewing filthy phrases in your ear that had you whining in blinding pleasure.

“You're taking it so well, baby. Now be a good girl and cum on my cock” he pants in your ear.

His hand finds your engorged clit, rubbing vigorously as he snapped his hips faster. Your mouth dropped open but no sounds came out, your voice was gone as you felt the pleasure rapidly increasing and the heat in your tummy growing larger and larger until it finally exploded.

“oh tamaki” you moaned “ fuck, I’m cumming.” You called out his name breathlessly as if it was a mantra as you felt yourself come undone all over him.

Amajiki groaned, fucking you through your orgasm, chasing after his own. After a few deep thrusts he stops and gripping your hips as he feels himself shooting his release in you.

He stays inside for a while and you feel him kiss on your along your spine, whispering soft nothings. He pulls out leaving you feeling empty.

Unable to move your body, you let yourself fall into the mattress resting your head on your pillow.

“Tired” you hear tamaki leaning against the headboard of your bed. He pulls your limp body making you hover over his lap, your back against his chest “but i'm not done with you baby” he bites your shoulder, rubbing the head of his cock on your entrance lubricating it with both of your juices.

“Yeah that’s right watch yourself as I fuck you” he says starring right at you through the mirror. You watched him as he slipped himself inside you with ease.

He held your hips keeping you in place as you watched his length disappear in you with each hard thrust.

“Oh my god” your moan feeling the tip of his cock hitting your g-spot. “Are you gonna cum baby?” Amajiki grunts going faster, you nod grabbing his thighs to help you steady as you start to move your hips to match his pace as you feel your 4th orgasm approach.

“Look at you bouncing on my dick like a good little slut” he growled in your ear, his hands wrapped around your throat choking you “come for me slut” with a couple more thrust both of you came undone.

Breathing heavily as you calmed from your high, you got off his lap and sat beside him leaning on the headboard.

You looked ahead seeing both of your reflections in the mirror; cheeks flushed and swollen lips.

Tamaki turned towards you smiling as he caressed your face leaning for a kiss.

“You're amazing, you know that?” you smiled at him, finding him adorable in his fucked out state.

“So are you,” you said, returning the kiss.

Tamaki gets off the bed and goes to the bathroom to get something to clean both of you up. You manage to keep your eyes open, smiling as you see Tamaki’s naked butt as he leaves the room. Reaching out your hand imagining to squish it.

You close your eyes letting the sleep take you over when you something cold on your inner thighs opening your eyes only to see Tamaki cleaning you off.

You feel the bed dip from Tamaki’s weight, you turn around laying on your back facing your lover. Smiling at him you wrap your arms around him and bury your head in the crook of his neck inhaling his sent mixed with sweat and sex.

“You're gonna be sore tomorrow” he places a kiss on the crown of your head “don't blame me for it though it was you who wanted it” he tries to mimic your moans from earlier. “Shut up” you say playfully slapping his chest he let out a low chuckles holding you tighter ready to let sleep take over.

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lune-de-miel-au-paradis · 9 months ago

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The attack

Summary: Nina found a new job which leads to serious complications with Felix and a bounty hunter

Pairing: Darth Maul x OC Nina Cerasus

Warnings: Mention of violence, wounds, medication, hospital, anxiety, mutual pining, idiots in love, angst. (Let me know if I left out something.) Minors DNI!

Sentences in italics is an inner monologue, a thought.

AN: This fic means a lot to me and I worked on it a lot. If you have any advice or comments, please share them with me kindly. I'm posting for the first time in years and I don't want nasty comments to discourage me from posting again. Remember it’s a slow burn! If you don't like it, please go to another blog. I did my best to translate it, so pls forgive me, English is not my first language.

Also huge thank you for lovely @hellhound5925 to beta reading it and help me arrange my messy mind.💖💖

Please enjoy reading!

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divider by the lovely Saradika

The smell of detergent wafted through the air. Nina coughed a little and began wiping the surface until the sticky jam stain was gone.

"Why are you doing this job, would you mind reminding me?" asked Polina via comm.

"Because it was the only job that hires quickly in the long-term and pays well." Nina explained and continued wiping up the shiny surfaces.

"I understand, but couldn't a droid do that job?"

"Not in this household. The husband is a bit paranoid since the last time their system was hacked. And the credit is good for me anyway."

"But why now?"

"Because if I don't work, I will never have a bank deposit nor my own life. By the way, the new med treatment is a bit more expensive."

"But why don't you simply ask Felix? That bastard owes you at least that much."

"HA! I'd rather chew on shard glass than borrow from the person I hate the most in the Galaxy! Polina, have you fallen on your head?! What a stupid question. "

"But still, he is your father..."

"I don’t have a father!” sighed ” Polina I don't feel like deep diving about this topic at the moment, okay? The bottom line is, I'll finish in two hours, and we can have dinner together at home."

"About that... yeah sorry but I'm stuck in the library, I have to write two papers till the end of this standard week."

“Okay, then. Good luck with that! Text me when you're done.”

Nina found this job two standard days ago. A wealthy family was looking for a humanoid cleaning crew for their house on Naboo for the season. They had some big brokerage company, they received the young woman with respect, maybe a little coldly, but Nina didn't mind. They did not disturb her while she was working, so she could listen to the course material through her headset.

Everything was going well until it wasn't. While cleaning, she noticed the presence of a familiar man. Felix! ... Her father. Nina felt a bitter taste in her mouth, she didn't want to see the man she despised more than anyone in the Galaxy. But it seems she can't avoid him since he moved back to the city of Theed, running into him twice in two weeks. These two meetings were more than the young woman would have liked.

Nina tried to do her work out of his sight, which she succeeded, only for a few hours.

That man made her nervous, rightfully so because he approached her quite harshly. When she was putting away a few items, she cleaned the workroom. As soon as the host left them alone. Felix spoke in a stern voice, his whole presence projected hatred toward his own daughter, roughly pulling out the holopad from her hand.

"What are you doing here Nina?!"

She was silent only staring at him with her green eyes full of hatred. There was no point talking to him when she knew Felix felt her defy and elude towards him.

His grip tightened.

“Do not test my patience to know what your silence does to me when I expect answers.”

"What do you think I'm doing? I'm doing my job. Cleaning." she said as in a 'matter of fact' tone, she didn't even raise her voice.

She tried to get away from him, but he was gripping her upper arm too tight.

“You know what I’m thinking girl? That you are up to something sneaky. What is the plan this time? Burn the whole house down? Ruin my engagement party? Why was this in your hands?” he lifted the datapad.

“First of all, let me go, you are hurting me. Secondly I have no intentions with you. In fact, I wish to see your traitorous face or be in your presence! I work here. You know people do that, for credits who don’t lie and cheat.”

Nina could feel the tremor in her own voice, even if it was just a little she hated it. She hated to sound weak. But no matter how much she tried to hold herself together, Felix managed to get under her skin every time, grabbing and turning the dagger straight into her heart.

She turned into that lonely little girl again. The one, this man left alone more than sixteen years ago now stood close to her. She sobbed to this man, clinging to his clothes in fear, begging him not to leave her. He left anyway. Because of this, she was ashamed to this day. How could she be so pathetic?!

Now here he stood facing her, he didn't look so tall and he didn't look so scary. He was a middle-aged man with good connections and a brand new perfect family that Nina didn't quite fit into, like an old lost puzzle piece.

Thirsty for revenge, Nina wanted to tear off his hold that made her feel disgust. She wanted to hurt him back, scream and make him feel fear of her.

It was the first time they had been so close physically since she was a child. She felt overwhelmed. The hand that last time caressed her puffy little face now holds her arm violently, causing her pain.

So many years have passed. The passage of time caught up with both of them. Nina wondered if her father would notice the similarities between them that she so hated in herself. Or does he hover over them and continue to be selfish, only concerned with his own discomfort?

As it turned out, the latter turned out to be true.

The man seemed angry, he pulled her closer as she gripped her upper arm, she knew it would leave bruises.

“Don’t play games with me. There will be no next time! When I withdraw the report and pay to delete the data in the police system.”

“I’m not playing. And I never asked any of that. I don't’ want anything from you” she spat at him

“Impossible girl! You are ungrateful and pathetic. You are like a stain in my life that doesn't come out, but tries to spread to the other layers. I want you to tell Nigel that this job is not for you and leave.”

"Not gonna happen! I need the job.”

“I don’t give a damn about it. You do as I said. “

“I am not your subject. You have no power over me!”

“You are stubborn just like your Mother. Look where it took her.” he taunted her, trying to push Nina’s buttons, trying to break the young woman.

“Breathe. Breath Nina. Don’t let him see you weak.” she thought to herself.

"Don't you dare talk about her! You have no right to! Now let me go or I’ll scream and you can begin to explain why you raised your hand to a young Nabooan female citizen. You don't want to tell Nigel about your embarrassing old family, do you? I thought so.” she never broke the eye kontakt, instead elegantly lifted her brow projecting an “I dare you!”

“Is that so? So defying me makes you feel brave? Hmm… If I weren’t so annoyed by your actions I might find your little games of trying amusing.”

He caressed her cheek with false love and his mockery made her grind her teeth. Stars above! How much she despised him.

“Be careful Nina don’t play coy with me. In this game you’ll never win. You have no chance! Maker! You didn’t even have it in you to be in the field. Have I made myself clear, young lady?

“Bright like the sunlight!" she spat the last word with disgust in her tone and ripped her arm out of the grip.

“One day. One day she’ll beat him. He will pay. He will fear him, beg for mercy and she will not give it to him.”

She left the house in fury and went back to her studies. She decided to focus her pent up anger on something more useful.

In the post meridiem of the day she was sitting in the park reading a holo book for her law classes when a man approached her, blocking the sunlight from her face, casting his shadow over her. She looked up slightly annoyed, her eyes were forest green in the light.

He was an average looking guy with messy dirty blonde hair, he looked down at her and smiled. It was a kind of smile that melted a girl's heart, but his eyes were sneaky and calculating, not matching the smile on his lips, exposing the appearance of warmth,and showing the fakeness underneath.

Nina didn’t like his vibes either; it felt filthy and not in a good way under his gentlemanly mask. Nevertheless she never showed her fear to him.

“What a lovely sunny day we have.” he spoke to her and sat closer than she’d like.

“Indeed.” she stuck her nose back to her reading.

“What are you reading If I may ask?” he leaned in and she decided that she was done talking with this stranger, her gut told her to get away as soon as she could.

“Evidence procedures on business in law” she answered dryly

“What an interesting topic. Mind if I ask a few questions about it?”

Nina turned to look at him. He was trying to make her think his intentions are flirtatious, but she saw it in his black eyes that she wasn’t his type. That he wanted something else.

“Actually I have a class that starts in 5 minutes.”

“It won’t take long. Well.. I can’t promise that since it depends on how short your answers will be. Maybe I can buy you a coffee." He raised a brow at her and opened up his coat sleeve to show her his blaster.

A couple of students noisily passed by, distracting the man's attention, so Nina gained an advantage to escape.

She picked up her bag, and quickened her steps, he followed her with honey glazed words she wasn’t hungry to buy. It all felt wrong, he was not someone he showed he was.

She considered the decision of the path of escape this situation and putting bigger space between them. If she goes towards the school, the guards in the building or a teacher can help her, while if she goes towards the park, it is not certain that anyone is there right now, and the park is a bit further away. She walked up the steps of the university and looked back. The man did not follow her, there was no sign of him. He was gone, just like the morning dew around the first sunlight.

“You’re okay. He is gone.“ she felt relieved.

She went in and waited inside for a while, then started home, barely reaching the end of the columned aisle when she turned a corner towards the stairs and someone caught her hard.

It was the weird guy from the park. He waited her

He pulled her close, so Nina could feel his breath on her face. It wasn’t pleasing.

Both of them were breathing heavily, Nina because she was caught off guard and her attacker because he was impatient.

“Now, do you have any idea what you are doing Miss? You waste my time. And you can guess because I know you are a clever little girl that I hate it when my time is wasted. My client is sure that you have done some nasty things and stole some files. He wants to get back what is his property.”

She wanted to put space between them, but when he noticed she was not paying as much attention as he wanted decided to show her his real face.

Suddenly the man's shape turned. He wasn’t a blonde guy anymore nor a humanoid. He was a reptilian with greenish - gray scales. She read about it before, so she knew her attacker was a clawdite.

Nina just shook her head in denial.

"I have no idea what you're talking about. I don't have anything, I just go there to work, to clean" she said in a thin voice, as she pressed her throat with both hands at the attack.

"You’re lying, pretty girl, I know. Stop being stubborn, and give me the kriffing drive or else, I might need to break that pretty neck of yours."

“I don’t have a clue what youre talking about.“ she still whispered “ Go on and look through my bag”

The clawdite grimaced, but hesitantly took the bag. As soon as he started to scatter its contents on the ground, Nina pushed him and wanted to run away, but strong hands grabbed her by the nape.

"What do you think you're doing? My client knows you're the thief to blame for the information. If you give it back, he's willing to waive the report."

"It.Wasn't.Me." Nina pronounced each word with emphasis.

Her attacker just shook his head at her.

"Tsk tsk, stubborn girl. You must leave my client alone! And give back the stolen files. Or else…!”

His eyes were near feral, unhinged and ready to violate her. His hand was on the blaster on his belt.

She cursed herself that she chose the steps and not the sidewalk through the park. This location is more sheltered from others who might witness her now restraining her assailant.

“I’m not quitting. I didn’t do anything, and I don’t have those files!” she yelled back, hoping someone might hear them.

A thin lawyer of sweat formed on her body, and she felt her chest tight and her stomach cramping. Her breaths picked up speed, the chill of the afternoon air burrowed into her bones. Her attacker didn’t let her go, when she tried to run from him as he cornered her.

“I need to get out of here.” she thought.

He pinned her to the wall of the school, her head banged against the carved marble decoration on it. Her vision blurred at the impact and she let out a small cry.

“I don’t have it!” she said again, this time louder and voice tight.

“Don’t lie to me!”

She was scared and angry. How dare this man try to frighten her! In one week she got pinned harshly twice by males and she was sick of it. She was sick of being overpowered and harmed. The blood in her veins turned ice.

“Even if I had it I would get rid of it already.” she spat back

Nina felt her heart pound so quickly she was afraid she might pass out, so she concentrated on her breath which isn’t easy when someone holds your neck and has a blaster.

“Everything will be fine. Everything will be fine. Breathe Nina. One. In. Out. Two. In. Out. Stay calm and collected. “

This method failed to make her calmer, her vision still blurry, she tried to think with a clear mind as much as she could and her oxygen supply let her.

This was not like with Maul, the Zabrak held his power back when they met at the old castle ruins. She knew it back then and she was able to compare the two situations now. Plus the clawdite was stronger than a human and wasn’t here to negotiate. He wanted something she couldn’t give him. So he was here to kill her.

She clawed his hold but he was stronger than her, and tightened his fingers around her throat and banged her head again to the hard wall. Dots started to dance before her vision, when she remembered what she learned in self defense class.

With all the power in her body she could gather she grabbed his lower arm close to his wrist - which hand he was holding her throat - and started to twist it to the right direction and push it downwards.

She wasn’t strong enough to fully twist it out or cause serious pain to her attacker, but it distracted him, and she could use the situation to knee him in the balls with every ounce of strength she had.

His howled in pain let her go to double over. The moment she felt the release on her neck she sucked in a big amount of air to fill her lungs, kicked him on his shin and stumbled toward down the stairs that led to the street.

Unfortunately, she was only able to take a few steps before she felt a strong jolt from a hand on her back. She didn't even have time to scream before she crashed down the hard stone steps. She felt painful bruises forming in several places on her arms, sides and shoulders. Then she hit her temple on the edge of one of the stairs, causing in her ears a shrill whistling hum, then everything went black.

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where orchids grow — kageyama tobio

2.1k words | genre/s: hanahaki!au, angst, hurt/comfort | warning/s: mentions of death, mentions of depression | pairing/s: kageyama x reader, platonic!tsukishima x reader

↪︎ in which an innocent little crush led to your downfall

a/n: i wrote this almost a year ago when i first started this blog. i thought the writing was really mediocre so it has been sitting in my drafts ever since,, BUT it’s finally getting to see the light of day cause i’m cleaning out my drafts :)✨ pls be easy on this one ewbd

it haunted you in your dreams, squeezing and grasping and clutching at your lungs until your final breath gave way–until they shriveled up into nothing as flower-torn chest had killed you. well... not yet at least.

no matter the amount of effort you had put into suppressing your feelings for the setter until it was nothing but a withered memoir, you couldn’t help but lay upon your bed, restless, as you recalled the flashing images of bloodied flowers that had been freshly thrown up from your lungs earlier this evening. you liked to think you’ve learned to control your emotions and feelings around kageyama well enough that the aching feeling of growing flora in your chest wouldn’t effect you that much, but of course the feeling was still evident. however, it was earlier this evening when the setter split half of his meat bun for you after a practice game and the sheer look of care and admiration in his eyes forced a rose to travel up your esophagus.

it was so horrifyingly beautiful, a disease growing flowers within its host, wrapping until it plants itself to the point of rupturing the owner’s heart and lungs due to unrequited love. you hated it—despised for that matter as the memories of your past self screeching in pain and heaving to breathe. your face turned alabaster.

your heart thudded against your rib cage as the feeling of suffocation of chrysanthemums, daises, roses, tulips, cherry blossoms, and dandelions echoed within you. your hand rested upon your chest. the feeling of such ghosted atop your rib cage where you could faintly feel the growing stems of flowers and weeds.

there was an evident aching within your heart that wasn’t from hanahaki, rather from the thought of how brutal it was caused an immense pain to compete with the actual disease. the first incident of you throwing up bloodied flowers was the moment you got home one day. you were walking home with kageyama after hinata went ahead as he had his bike with him, leaving you two to your own demise (he had a little hunch about your feelings for the raven-haired boy, but he never bothered to confirm it). it was then you two reached the entrance to your house in which you two bid a farewell. you were so enthralled with how beautiful he looked with his dark blue eyes that shined thousands of stars.

it was game over for you.

you stumbled through your front door to which your mother worriedly asked if you were okay. you could barely mutter out a response as the roses and daises and chrysanthemums fought their way out of your system, throwing up your one-sided feelings in hues of thick crimson and hollow chests.

from then on, you had routine check ups at the hospital. in fact, you had an entire team of doctors taking care of you due to how rare the condition is. you see, hanahaki disease only occurs to those so massively in love with another, whose feelings can compete against the strongest love of all, that a simple little crush wouldn’t cause all this commotion. unfortunately, friendly love wasn’t enough to ease her homemade raptures.

they also said it was long term illness, well... long term taking into account how well you can endure the pain. occasionally there are those who can endure the pain their entire lives, yet there are the majority who simply die from the excruciating pain within a few months. the only true way to cure yourself from hanahaki was to either get kageyama to match your feelings or to get surgery to remove the constantly growing flora.

the thing is with surgery is that the moment you get it, your feelings for that person completely disintegrate. you can you no longer feel the same love as it is permanently gone. you can never regain those feelings ever again.

that was the fact that scared you the most.

despite knowing you can no longer take the pain and that you needed this surgery, there was a twinge of hope within your aching psyche that perhaps there was a chance. a chance that kageyama tobio would look at you for once that wasn’t just a friendly gaze. a look in which he would come to realize that he was in love with you. and because of this, you endured the pain a little longer.

the only downside was that no one else besides your family knew about your condition. not even your friends. and yet, with most secrets that are difficult to keep, eventually it will get out. tsukishima found out sooner than you’d had hoped.

you and tsukishima shared the same class and one day kageyama had visited your classroom during lunch, giving you his favorite milk from the vending machine as payback for helping out the volleyball club and with tutoring. it then when you felt your cheeks burning cherry red and the infamously familiar sting within your lungs. he then gave tsukishima a melon bun that he owed and the moment kageyama walked away, the blonde middle blocker immediately noticed the pain written across your face.

you pushed the carton of milk in his hands when you dashed down the hallways towards the restroom. fortunately, you were able to make it in time, locking yourself down in one of the stalls and profusely throwing up sticky and bloody flowers with hot streaming tears pricking at your eyes and threatening to spill. you immediately wiped them up. you couldn’t let anyone see you like this.

you flushed the toilet and watched the water turn red to clear when it went down the drain. you sighed, leaving the stall and looking upon yourself at the mirror. you looked absolutely terrible. from the dark circles under your eyes from nights filled with insomnia due to the aching pain, to your eyes still red from sobbing in the stall, and now to your hollow cheeks.

and because of the constant radiating pain, it became increasingly difficult for you to eat proper meals, leading for you to loose an unhealthy amount of weight. yachi was the first one to notice the sudden weight loss and the constant state of indifference. she knew there was something wrong, but she was too afraid to ask you. eventually, she asked if you were depressed one day and somehow you couldn’t bring yourself to say no.

afte leaving the restrooms, you were surprised to see taukishima waiting outside the doors and you were immediately trapped. the harsh glare staring down at you and his more than worried voice eventually led you to finally confessing what was wrong with you. and for the first time in your life, you’ve never seen the middle blocker so worried and caring. that his usually harsh demeanor and signature teasing remarks were softened because the thought of losing you scared him deeply. besides yamaguchi and yachi, you were the closest friend he had and he would hate to lose one his friends.

he would often ask you, “are you considering the surgery?” to which you wouldn’t know the answer to and that you were still waiting for the rare chance kageyama could’ve like you back.

it surprised you the sudden look of disappointment that etched across his bespectacled face.

during practice or during games where you suddenly get coughing attacks whenever you were around kageyama and talking to him, it was tsukishima who would immediately pull you away from the others and take care of you. he was the one to help you clean you after yourself and wipe your tears. eventually, the rest of the school believed you two were a couple.

however, there was the day were the pain was too insufferable. you had hanahaki for six months at this point where the disease would get into the most dangerous stages that one day you called tsukishima up one and finally made the decision.

“i’m tired of waiting, kei.” you muttered harshly as your voice was getting more and more hoarse each day. it was getting worse. you two sat nonchalantly on some random playground swings. the sun was setting and the blond was carefully gazing at your eyes that was soaked in honey. “i’m getting the surgery this weekend and I want you to come and take care of me.”

“of course.”

it felt like everything was going to be okay when he said that.

you woke up to hush chattering, as if a a big group was in the room trying to speak softly, yet failing to do so.

“guys she’s awake!” a voice exclaimed. It sounded like hinata.

suddenly a whole herd of volleyball players came surrounding your bed, their expressions had looks of smiley relief melted upon their faces as they didn’t hesitate to bombard you with questions. the poor nurses could barely get past the towering high school kids as the thought of you being okay was more than enough to fuel their adrenaline.

“i’m glad you’re okay now, (y/n).” sugawara beamed at you.

“yeah!” cut in tanaka loudly, “i can’t bare to lose my favorite first year all because of a stupid crush!”

your eyes suddenly widen. the rush of fear and worry filled you as you looked at tsukoshima who was standing at the end of your hospital bed.

“i had to tell them, they were threatening me.” he scoffs lightly.

“we don’t know who your crush was though, so you’re okay!” added nishinoya who patted your shoulder gently.

daichi then cleared his throat, capturing the team’s attention. “we should probably go and let to the nurses take care of her. we have practice too.”

the room was suddenly filled with loud ‘yes, captains!’ as they all piled out of the room, leaving only kageyama to stray behind slightly. tsukishima looked at the you two briefly before closing the door. this was something that you and tobio had to discuss.

there was a feeling of soreness atop your chest, possibly from the stitch that ran down your center of your torso that was in the process of healing. tbe tall setter approached your bedside, scratching the back of his neck. usually whenever you looked at kageyama an itchy feeling would arise in your throat and your chest would feel tight, and yet the moment you laid eyes on him, you felt nothing.

“tsukishima told me what happened,” he starts. the initial fear of confrontation diminished into nothing but acceptance. you couldn’t hide your previous feeling forever. “you should’ve told me.”

you sighed, “i was going to... but then i started getting the symptoms and i knew that there was no point in telling you when you didn’t feel the same way.”

“but if you told me, maybe there was a chance i would’ve helped you get better.” the setter tried to state, only making you want to roll your eyes and scoff.

shaking your head, you pulled your hand out of his. “that’s not how it works, kageyama. your fake feelings would only make it worse and i don’t want to be with someone who’s dating me out of pity.”

“but i don’t pity you, i—”

“it doesn’t matter, now.” you shook your head and cut him off, “you don’t have to worry because the surgery removed my feelings for you permanently. you don’t have to feel guilty about it anymore.”

kageyama gulps, nodding as straighten his posture. “but i almost killed you.”

“i’m here now, aren’t i? i’m okay.”

the setter still couldn’t help but feel his chest tighten and his gut wrench. “are we still friends despite all this?”

you nod. “of course, that’s not even a question.”

before their conversation could continue, one of the nurses knocked upon the door and opened it slightly. “sorry to interrupt, but all visitors must leave now. the visiting time is up.”

“oh, alright.” the volleyball player swiftly bows and waves goodbye to you before leaving the hospital room.

he cleared his throat the moment he stepped into the hallway, all uncomfortable and itchy. quickly catching up with the rest of his teammates that waited for him at the entrance, he quickly grabbed a water cup from the waiting room and gulped down its contents immediately—yet the feeling didn’t stop.

“kageyama, hurry we need to get to practice.” hinata calls out to him.

drinking one last cup of water in the desperation to heal his scratchy throat, he threw the disposable cup aside.

“i’m coming!” yet his voice was far too hoarse to be heard.

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