#although whenever they come he asks them to go unnoticed

[nelkcats]

Possessive Nature

Danny was worried, Undergrowth was coming for a visit and that would be completely fine if Poison Ivy wasn't blocking his way home while proclaiming that her babies deserved better.

Sam had gotten both ghosts to talk and now they had a sort of uneasy truce, and Danny needed his help to stop killing the plants in his new apartment in Gotham so he ended up asking for some advice, to which Undergrowth agreed.

Danny's first thought was that he was screwed, Ivy was going to meet Undergrowth and they would try to rule the world, maybe put it in a state of permanent vegetation; that would be good, if they didn't plan to destroy everything that was there. His second thought was his mistake in thinking of Gotham as an "uneventful" place. His third thought was to call Batman.

Unfortunately he couldn't continue thinking because the Ancient of nature arrived at his location, he surveyed all the greenery and seemed to marvel, before noticing the halfa in the center of the whole mess. Danny would have been long gone if Ivy hadn't planted a stupid variety of blood blossoms during her attack; he couldn't do more than greet the Ancient with a grimace, it was obvious that he couldn't move much.

The wonder on Undergrowth's face faded and he frowned, summoning his own ghost flowers and staying away from the deadly variety of blood blossoms.

Bright side: Undergrowth and Ivy had not teamed up to rule the world.

Downside: He discovered how possessive ghosts are as Gotham became the modern day Amazon.

Fuck, he really didn't want to explain it to Batman.

[sunnycanvas]

Hello, can you make one of what Baldwin would be like as a husband, boyfriend or during married life and as a father?

As a lover:

Baldwin IV already has very low expectations when it comes to love. You might also call it non existent

In case he has a crush on some one Baldwin IV would be quite about it and perhaps give prolonged glances to his crush.

Unless he gets a push or you don't approach him. The king will likely won't approach you as well preferring to stay in solitude not wanting to bring you in his "curse"

In case he gets a push to talk to you or you talk to him. Baldwin IV would be happily chatting with you. Trying anything and everything to prolong the conversation as long as he can, he will try not be obvious about his intention

Baldwin IV would reluctantly let you go once your conversation is over and will go back to how it was, so mainly as his s/o you has to take initiative to talk to him

Once you start getting close Baldwin IV would be very fond of your company. Which certainly won't go unnoticed by others and they will try taking advantage of it.

Baldwin IV would try to make time for you out of his tight schedule. Although leprosy has taken away his sensation he will still adore holding your hand or try trancing his fingers on your skin.

Baldwin IV believes he is unfavoured by God so he will have conflicting emotions about being in relationship on which he will confide in his s/o . Once assured Baldwin IV would be very grateful to finally have some one. Who loves him for who he is, doesn't judge him or use him for power. The king surrounded by ambitious people can be lonely at times

Being thrifty Baldwin IV will give expensive gifts to his s/o but upto limitation. His s/o being demanding will quickly turn him off.

He will certainly gift jewelry, dresses etc but his gifts will mainly be personal. Handwritten love letter with passionate declaration of his love for you. Baldwin IV will certainly cherish his s/o handwritten leters treasuring your declaration of love and keeping it safely

Whenever he feels lonely and you don't happen to be there, Baldwin IV will read your letters gently stroking your handwriting. He will also carry small gifts from you. When he leaves for battle or has to travel outside where you can't accompany him

Baldwin IV is aware that people wish to overthrow him and take away his crown so an ambitious s/o trying to find position in court won't won't be helpful. He might get paranoid that his s/o is using him for power or have others get him paranoid about his s/o

However, that doesn't mean Baldwin IV dislikes intelligent women. In fact he loves them. Baldwin IV would love to depend on his s/o about the matters of Kingdom and be his closest adviser but try not be ambitious about power.

Baldwin IV believing that he was cursed by God might feel guilty in being in relationship and will start having thoughts that his s/s deserves better. So he might try to push himself away or slowly form distance with you

You will have to very patient in relationship and be his biggest emotional support. Despite his attempts Baldwin IV will end up failing miserably. He can't see you upset after all. He thinks he is being selfish asking for your company but he can't help it

Baldwin IV loves hugs and kisses. You will find yourself often cuddling him or have him in your arms as he sadly talks about his duties and how he wishes he could retire and run away with you.

You both will often talk about "intelligent conversation". Baldwin IV absolutely adores learning lots of new things from his s/o.

Baldwin IV would love a s/o who would be dependent on him especially when it comes to physical strength. He loves feeling powerful and dominant one in relationship

Husband:

Baldwin IV would be absolutely be expected to marry someone in west or in Byzantine for aid

In case court agrees for him to marry someone else and Baldwin IV would have given up altogether about marrying a noble lady then he will marry you

As his wife Baldwin IV will feel even more open about showing his vulnerabilities. He is a strong commander defending his army but he will be a soft husband who cuddle you at night describing his insecurities and burden of his kingdom

Amount of declaration of love you will be getting would be limitless. He will constantly remind you of it day and night. Even send you handwritten letters about it

Since, he is married to you. His trust for you will be greater. He no longer worries about some random women who might leave him. You are now married to him

Baldwin IV might ask you to accompany him to court meeting and even ask your decision regarding the matter. He might even ask you to join him in military campaign

However he mainly prefers you to stay and protect the kingdom while he is out for military. He will ask you to be regent for the kingdom while he defends it. You will have the maximum amount of time command the kingdom in his absence and even when he is back you will certainly have strong influence on the decision on who gets to stay and who gets what position

Baldwin IV knows people hate you because of how much power you hold as his consort and won't take kindly to anyone talking ill about you. One complain from you will be enough for him to find someone and find an excuse to demote that person. After all an insult to you will be insult to him and Baldwin IV doesn't take well to disrespect

Baldwin IV would now openly gift you from whatever he gets from spoils of war

Both of you will often have books you both share with both of your initials with it

Baldwin IV loves hearing stories be it historical, literature etc. After war when he comes back he will be delighted to find his s/o waiting for him outside. Baldwin IV will go on fondly talking about his military expenditure

He will like talking about historical events or have his s/o talk about historical events or anything else informative and interesting

Baldwin IV would love to fight in your name and honour. He will often carry your favour with him. Your favour be it handkerchief or small personal item gives it immense strength. He will fight for his god, kingdom and you

You will often take care of his health. Many times personally participating as well. Baldwin IV will look at you with absolute adoration as you apply medicine and help him get better believing that God is finally showing him favour by winning war for him and by giving you to him. You will often find Baldwin IV often giving you an intense state while you take care of his wounds

Father (contains slight NSFW):

Baldwin IV really wanted a family with you

His nephew being sickly. He knew he might not survive for long after his death

With your patience and encouragement also with his health drastically improving he will believe in plans of God and have sex with you

His favourite position will be missionary and doggy style

He either gives orgasm denial or overstimulation since he loves you begging him. He loves when his s/o is absolutely submissive in bed moaning and begging him

In fact he loves your moan . Purposely stimulating you to moan and scream his name despite your embarrassment

He will never hurt you of course and will often be gentle but with your permission and can go super rough. You will end up wondering if this is the same man

Once you are pregnant Baldwin IV will over the moon. He will try to come off reserve but will easily give himself away

As a father he will be strict and expect obedience from his children

With his son he will more strict about his education since he will heir to the kingdom. With his daughter, although she will be educated he won't be as strict with her as he won't have much expectation. After all her main job is to marry and secure alliance.

He will absolutely gush about his children in private and public. Any children from you will be absolutely loved by him. He will strive to provide best for the children.

He won't take well if his kids or their mother are being ridiculed for being related to leper. As as result he ends up feeling guilty about starting his family and will end up confiding his s/o about it. He might also try to purposely marginalize the nobleman who dared to upset his family. You might end up intervening, Baldwin IV values your opinion a lot. So he will stop

He absolutely trust you about you taking care about everything including education about his children so he often doesn't intervene unless his s/o asks for it. You mainly need to ask what you need regarding children and he will provide without a second thought. Perhaps one or two questions but that's it

Baldwin IV would often take the main part of scolding the kids especially if they disrespect you or him

Overall he will try to be strict parent

[seungfl0wer]

*𝙅𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙪𝙨? 𝙈𝙚? 𝙉𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧.*

Pairing: Changbin x Reader (fem)

Genre: Smut (smallest bit of angst)

Warnings: Slight choking, slight finger sucking, unprotected sex, (P in V), pull out game (wow not a Creampie unheard of here), fingering, passiveness, slightly proof read, probably missed some.

These were Requested from my prompt list numbers: 17 “I’m not blushing, I’m just hot” 29 “That’s not what I said” and 31 “Jealous? Me? Never”

-🖤

Flashing lights, people mingling and loud music. Not what you would normally be doing on a Thursday night but your “friend” asked you to come. He however was talking with a few people in the center of the club. Every now and then he’ll look your way but he really hasn’t been around you much. I mean for fuck sakes he asked you here and isn’t even talking to you? You sighed drinking back your second drink, you walked your way over to the bar to grab another. A tall skinny man approached you “what’s a beautiful lady like you doing alone at a club?” He said with a sweet smile.

“Well I wasn’t alone..” you said taking back your drink. “That so? Whoever would just leave you is pretty dumb. I’d make sure no one would come close to you” he said getting a bit closer “can I have another beer? And another drink for the pretty lady” he said flashing a toothy smile. “Ha thanks” you said smiling back. Although you came with changbin you two weren’t dating. Sure you guys were more like friends with benefits but he’s never really seemed to want more. Plus he’s totally blown you off this whole time so honestly? Screw him.

The tall man clinked his drink at yours “wanna dance?” He said taking your hand pulling you off the stool. He wrapped his arms around your waist pulling you to him swaying his hips. He laid his head in the crook of your neck as he swayed you both. This whole interaction wasn’t going unnoticed by changbin though. It didn’t bother him too much when he was close to you at the bar however the moment he touched you. The moment you flashed that smile back at him made his blood boil. “I’ll be right back” he said leaving the group to mingle amongst themselves.

He made a beeline to you, neither of you realizing. The other man left soft kisses to your neck pulling your ass as close to him as possible. Hands on your hips now back against his body as you swayed back and forth. The music drowning everything out the lights making your vision a bit blurry. You felt the man being yanked back before a hand came down grabbing your wrist. “Keep your hands off my girl” the familiar voice talking as they pulled you to them. You looked up to see Changbin fuming. “You’re the one that left her alone at a club you moron” the tall man hissed back.

Changbin glared at the man “so you just come swoop in and save her huh? Spare me you’re just trying to get your dick wet” he almost growled at him. The man rolled his eyes “whatever dude, you’re the dumbass that’s off talking to his friends when he’s got such a beautiful girl in-front of him. Maybe get your priorities straight” the man said rolling his eyes. He looked at you “whenever he ends up fumbling come find me yeah? I’ll make sure to treat you like the queen you are” he said flashing you a smile before walking off.

Changbin stared as the guy left before looking down at you “We’re leaving” he said as he pulled you by your wrist. While trying to protest you made it to the car “get in” he said opening the car door. “Why should i?” You said with a huff looking into his eyes. “Because I’m your ride now let’s go” he said trying to scooch you in the door. You rolled your eyes but sat down, as he got in his sighed loudly. Starting the car he looked over at you with a scowl eyes looking over your face. “What?” You said grumpily. “What? What?? I just can’t believe you. You came here. With me. Why were you getting handsy with someone else?”

“Changbin you left me!” You sigh “besides we’re not even dating so what’s it matter?” You said looking out the window now. “Just take me home and come back and your fun? Sorry for ruining it” you said softly. You still felt a bit angry however sadness came over you. “Y/n that’s not what I said, I didn’t say anything about you ruining my night. You didn’t ruin anything.” He said placing his hand on yours. “And.. and for you.. for us not dating? I guess I never asked you.. I’m sorry” he said thumb rubbing against your hand. You looked over at him with a soft smile “ugh just take me home so I can kiss you and maybe smack you” you said with a giggle.

He smiled taking your hand in his interlocking fingers as he drove home. When you finally get home he’s pushing you against the wall kissing you passionately. His lips making their way to your neck kissing and sucking sloppily. He’s leaving nice red, purply marks all over your neck. “Gonna mark you where everyone can see it. So they know you’re mine” he said kissing you lips softly his hand coming down to pull up your dress. Fingers slipping into your panties rubbing slow circles over your clit. Before you could let out a moan he chased your lips slipping his tongue into your mouth.

He swallowed any moan that tried to escape your lips as he slipped his fingers into you. He pulled away a string of saliva connecting you two. He leaned his head against yours as he started to pump his fingers into you. Your legs started to get wobbly as his fingers were relentless curling inside you. His thumb coming up to play with your clit as best as he could. His hand came up tangling in your hair pulling your head back “look at you, coming undone just from my fingers? You’re close aren’t you?”

You nod “so close” you said softly as you felt your walls ready to release. He smirked pulling his hand away making you whine. He chuckled “don’t worry I’ll give you something better” he said while dropping his pants. He picked you up wrapping your legs around him pushing your body against the wall. He grabbed the base of his shaft spitting on his hand as he pumped his cock a bit. He aligned himself to you leaning his head down to suck harshly again to your neck. As he did he let his cock head slip into you giving you no warning.

He pushed deep into you bottoming out before quickly fucking into you. His hips smacked in and out of you as he groaned. His hand that was in your hair wrapped around your neck pressing perfectly. “I want you to cum on my cock, because I’m the only one that can make you feel this way. Not that- not that asshole” he said his hips moving at a rough pace. He was going so fast his cock head hitting your g-spot. “Who’s the only one that can make you feel this good hmm?” He said hand loosening around your neck. You didn’t respond though only moaning. He squeezed your neck again stopping his thrusts completely. “I said. Who’s the only one that can make you feel this good my little bun hmm?” He said against your ear.

“Y-ou. Ch-changbin” you said words stuttering out. He smirked as his hips went back to their relentless pace the hand around your neck coming to your lips. You started to suck on them making him groan. When he pulled them out he met them against your clit swirling your spit against your sensitive nub. “Gonna cum for me? Cum on my cock bun.” He said his hand gripping on your ass cheek. His nails digging into you, he repositioned himself bringing you further down on his cock.

“Binnie- fuck you’re so deep-“ you managed to get out. “Yeah? Feel me deep in your stomach?” He said as he thrusted hard into you, your hands gripped at his back digging into them. “Gonna- fuck-“ you said. His lips crashed against yours as he hit deep again and again. The thrusts pulling your orgasm fast, cumming hard around Changbins girthy cock. He bit at your lip as your body squirmed under him. “Fuck-“ is all he could get out before pulling out and cumming all over your stomach and tits.

He kissed you again before leaning his head against yours. As you both caught your breath Bin brought you over to sit on the couch while he ran to get you a towel. “If this is how you get when you’re jealous I’ll have to do it again” you said with a little laugh. He rolled his eyes “jealous? Me? Never” he said touching his chest as if you’d hurt his feelings. He smiled “although anyone would be jealous if their girlfriend was getting hit on” he said staring at you to see your reaction. “Girlfriend?” You said with a soft blush against your face.

He nods “if you’ll be mine?” He said eyes looking over you. You smile nodding yes back at him “of course!” He smiled in response to your words. Bringing you to kiss him “my beautiful girlfriend” he said. Your face turned red at his sweet words. “Aah look how cute you’re when you blush” he teased. “I’m not blushing, it’s just hot- we did just you know” you said trying to change the subject. “Yeah yeah, it’s cute though” he said kissing you again.

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[gamblersdoll]

sukuna would not care about weight or if you are plump. the man has a mouth for a stomach.

the man’s hobby is to eat so you name him big back in your phone, ie he will literally have a full stack of ribs (hes a meat eater) and a plate of like 3 chicken breasts (he always cracks a snotty comment about how fat your breasts are and he will only eat chicken breasts because he cannot eat yours. he also loves how you cook them because he hasnt had seasoned food in a couple of years.) and will have a huge ass turkey leg. the ones that are like twenty dollars at the fair (when he found this out, he was appalled but had high hopes for it.) and he will still somehow be hungry in a couples hours.

and he never lets it go unnoticed that he doesn’t somewhat appreciate your cooking. whenever hes done and full for the moment he always ask “do you want me to like.. lay with you or something?” its not really a question, he always gets the itis when hes full and he gets clingy when it comes down to laying with you. or he will go out and probably find something to make you. its always some ancient recipe though.

“you never had whale meat before?” he asked, dumbfounded and mad confused.

“…. no, because who the fuck eats whale meat.” it wasnt a question, more of a statement but sukuna quite does not care. he still makes it for you though, although hes very heavy with salt, and whale meat is somewhat salty.

“you sayin i cant cook?”

“no, im saying you mad heavy with salt. and this better not be a certain species of whale either.” he grinned evilly, and you roll your eyes.

“if you dont like it just eat the soba, damn woman.” snatching the plate of whale meat. now you have a freezer of whale meat and you have to find recipes with it too.

“sobas good though..” you said, mouth full of food.

although sukuna doesnt know every food in the planet, he watches what you do, and he’s somewhat debating if youre better than uruame or on par.

[throughthetwistedmirror]

Otome Game ~ *Idia Shroud*

Summary: It was Idia's idea to game with you. But when you ask him for help with your otome game, he can't help but notice some similarities between him and your favorite character...

Pairing: Idia Shroud X Fem!Reader

Genre: Fluffy Oneshot

Word Count: 1004

Warning: Otome gaming

Masterlist

Taglist: @savanaclaw1996 @goseew

It was Idia's idea to game with you, although he only asked because you mentioned that you had a new game that you haven't gotten around to playing yet. You were sure he had ulterior motives when he asked you to hang out, but you didn't bring it up with him as you didn't want to scare him off. Instead, you simply grabbed your game and met him at his dorm.

Ortho was more than excited to see you. You always held a special affection to Idia's little brother that didn't go unnoticed by both parties. On more than one occasion when you weren't around, Ortho would beg his brother to finally ask you out. But Idia was far too terrified to approach you with a romantic relationship. So he simply settled for a friendship that he would never ever, ever, EVER take advantage of.

Idia made sure to clean his room before you arrived and you were pleasantly surprised. Whenever you crashed the Board Game Club meetings, Azul would go on and on about how filthy his room was. Still, you didn't point it out to him. You didn't want to make him feel any more self-conscious than he already was.

After exchanging some casual pleasantries, the two of you fell into your gaming. It was calm and relaxing. You found yourself enjoying your time with the dorm leader of Ignihyde more than you anticipated. He was considerate about your own gaming experience and kept his reactions to his game quiet. Every so often you would look up and watch what he was doing, asking questions when you felt it was appropriate. He answered all of your questions with ease and even reciprocated by asking questions about your game. All and all, it was the perfect afternoon with one of your favorite people.

Then you hit a rough patch in your game. Your sigh of frustration alerted Idia, who knew exactly what it meant: you needed help. Now, Idia doesn't like to boast about his exceptional skills when it comes to video games, but surely he could appear like your knight in shining armor and lend you a hand?

"What's wrong?" He softly asks, his gaze still trained on the game he was playing.

"I'm stuck. I don't know which boyfriend to choose." You mumble, flicking through the different options in your otome game.

Idia thought it was a good thing you weren't paying attention to him as his hair flickered pink for a brief moment. He fumbled with his control to pause his game before finally addressing your issue.

"What, what do you mean?"

You showed him the screen of your game console. "So my new game is an otome game. I have seven boys to choose from. I just completed the intro and now I have to pick one, but I don't know who to choose."

He frowned and looked at your options. "Why don't you just pick one that you like and then do the other routes later."

"That's the problem. You can only choose once. If I want to complete the other routes, I have to buy another game. It's a major capitalism scheme, but I thought the game looked fun." You shrug. "Any idea who I should choose?"

"Uh... why don't you tell me about them and then I'll help you decide."

You nod with a smile that makes the tips of his hair turn pink again. "Okay in order here you have: Ryushi, the strict student body president who just needs someone to soften his edges, Ietsuna, the lazy slacker who only cares about you, Amane, the bad boy who likes to tease and torment, Kobo, the golden retriever who is the fan favorite, Michinori, the cultured exchange student who is a little fruity in my opinion, Masanobu, the secret prince of the school who would do anything for you, and Ichibei, the otaku with a heart of gold."

"Wow." He's surprised with how typical the choices are like every other otome game. He would normally say pick the one you're most interested in as they're pretty average, but considering you can only make one choice, you have to be careful. "I guess I'd have to say the choice is up to you."

You give him a pout. "You're really going to make me make such a tough decision all on my own? You're so mean, Idia!"

He panics at your words, not meaning to make you upset with him. "Well I mean it's your game! You should pick the boy you feel is the most special to you! I can't really help you make that decision."

"I suppose you're right..."

"Who do you feel is special?"

You shrug and glance back at your choices. "Well, I first thought about Masanobu because who wouldn't want to be a princess? But I felt he was trying too hard in the prologue to try and gain your favor. So I went through the options again and I'm stuck on two: Amane and Ichibei."

He tried to not let you know how surprised and flustered he was. "Oh?"

You nod. "I mean, I'm so like other girls when I say I love a bad boy, but Ichibei... he seemed so sweet and shy. I couldn't help but be drawn to him. I think he might be my favorite."

Your explanation was not helping the poor boy's rapidly beating heart. Based on your little description about him, Idia couldn't help but see similarities between him and Ichibei. Was this your subtle way of saying he was your favorite too? Was it too much to hope that that was true?

"I think you should go with your favorite."

You beamed at his words and his heart skipped several beats. "I think you're absolutely correct! Thank you Idia!"

"You're welcome." He mumbled and tried to return to his game. But he was distracted. Your words and your choice hit him harder than he anticipated. Perhaps Ortho was right. He should ask you out…

[gingiesworld]

Hey

I wanted to ask i you can write some thing about fem reader who can shift into an huge wolf and natasha who finds out. Mary something fluffy with a bit Angst :)

Btw i love your storys, your a really good writer

Secrets (Drabble)

Natasha Romanoff x Werewolf Fem Reader/ Wanda Maximoff x Reader (Platonic)

Warnings: Angst and fluff

A/N: Thank you nonnie for this request and your sweet words <3

18+ MINORS DNI

Natasha thought she knew everything about Y/N from the moment they had become official. Although Y/N had a secret that only Wanda knew about, especially as the two have a history with Hydra. Although Wanda had volunteered thinking she was doing it to save her country, Y/N was captured because of her bloodline.

Wanda was in control of being her keeper, she helped with calming her down whenever she felt overwhelmed or like she was going to lose control. But the friendship between the two didn't go unnoticed by the assassin. Jealousy had sparked something from within and she found herself questioning her relationship with Y/N.

"Do you want a fresh drink?" Y/N asked her at one of Tony's parties.

"Please." Nat smiled at her as Y/N took her glass and headed to the kitchen. Smiling as she got the drinks but soon as she spotted Steve sitting a little too close to Natasha, she felt anger and rage as Nat looked uncomfortable.

"Just a moment Vis." Wanda told him as she noticed Y/N's stare, heading straight for her best friend and dragging her outside the compound. "Just breathe Y/N." Wanda tried as Y/N paced.

"I just." She tried to speak but her breathing increased. It was Vision who had went to ask Natasha to follow him since they both had a plan to catch the two in the act. But what they never realised was that it was the complete opposite to how they thought.

"Y/N." Wanda spoke in a soothing voice, Y/N shook her head no as her body started to change. Her screams filled the air as the bones broke as they changed form. Once Y/N had fully changed, Vision went into protective mode and flew over to tackle Y/N away from Wanda. "VISION!!" She yelled as she used her powers to stop his movements.

Nat slowly approached the the three of them with caution.

"She is dangerous Wanda." He told her as Wanda shook her head no.

"She has nevet hurt me in all of the years we have known each other." Wanda told him through gritted teeth as she went to check on Y/N, running her hands through Y/N's hair as she whimpered.

"What is going on?" Nat questioned as she watched both Wanda and Y/N in her wolf form.

"She is from a long line of werewolves and she was taken by Hydra." Wanda told her. "Hydra had her kill someone in order to activate the curse and ever since I have been their for her."

"I just." Nat looked at Y/N's whimpering form.

"Y/N had never cheated on you." Wanda stated. "Sorry, it's just that your thoughts are very loud and I couldn't control it." Nat just nodded as she gazed at the grey wolf. "Y/N loves you so much Natasha and she comes to me when she fears she can't control herself. She is afraid of hurting you so she kept this secret from you."

"She's hurt." Nat stated as she noticed the blood on her fur.

"She will heal." Wanda told her. "There is a lot that comes with this knowledge Natasha and Y/N needs you to be impartial."

"I love her Wanda and I will not go anywhere." Natasha spoke firmly as she knelt beside Y/N. "This secret won't come between us." Wanda smiled as she watched the assassin started to stroke Y/N's fur. "I don't care that she turns into a wolf, all I care about is her health and happiness."

"I love you too Natasha." Y/N whispered as they soon noticed Y/N had changed back, Wanda was fast to give her the hoodie she had on to cover her bare form. "And I am sorry that I felt as though I couldn't trust you with this."

"That's ok." She whispered as she brushed Y/N's hair from her face. "Let's get you inside and we can have a bath and watch a movie."

"I would love that." Y/N kissed her softly as Wanda cleared her throat.

"Well, I guess I best get Vision in line before he gets everyone to turn on Y/N." Wanda told the two as she soon disappeared, leaving the two lovers under the stars as Nat pulled her back in for a loving kiss.

[oharamwah]

what about talking to miguel but only with ur eyes like before he makes a decision he looks at his Fem Spidey S/o and is looking at Reader and is like "u agree with this honey?" And she nods and takes an extended blink to give her approval? And they don't say a thing it's just eye contact! I just think it'd be so cute!! Plis write some headcannons or a drabble I'd really appreciate it! 😭🙏

ଓ — shy and naïve miguel can’t think for himself when he’s overworked.

boyfriend!miguel x fem spidey!reader

contents : early days of spider society, like PRE gabi… miguel dealing with exhaustion + anxiety.

i’m not sure if this is exactly what anon wanted? but i hope you angels like this one as much as i do !!!

august 15th - to be edited

© oharamwah, please do not steal my work

miguel always been one to work til he drops, that’s something that everyone knows. giving up never was and never will be an option for him, although it took him a while to gain such security within himself.

if there’s one person who miguel isn’t ashamed of asking for help from, it’s you, his long term girlfriend. you were dating long before you both became spider.. people. he doesn’t just love you. he trusts your judgement, and trust is a big thing for him. he’s never relied on somebody else’s opinion so much to the point where he’d found himself glancing at them for approval during meetings, yet there you were. sitting cutely in your self designed spidersuit with your legs criss-cross-applesauce as your head tilted while listening to miguel among your other spider-colleagues.

he was extra uncoordinated this morning, feeling a bit nervous as he proposed an idea that had never been attempted before. he was even more unable to concentrate with the lack of sleep and all. this didn’t go unnoticed either, practically everyone in the room looked at him with knitted brows as he placed ums and erms between every sentence. he felt himself growing insecure. his hesitance and exhaustion was showing and it made him feel weak, afraid of never having anyone’s respect. nothing felt right except for looking at you.

you being the only person who wasn’t throwing him a weird stare, sitting comfortably on the chair closest to his.

you who’s lips were pursed together into a flat little smile, one that miguel finds comfort in whenever he comes back from a particularly tiring fight. and your eyes, they were so kind, relaxed. you were listening patiently.

he stuttered the last sentence of his plans, but with a clearing of his throat he concluded his presentation and waited for feedback. well.. mostly your feedback.

his eyes saw nothing else but you, waiting for you to throw him one of your sweet little nods. you weren’t stupid, you knew this. you knew he was feeling a bit stumped that day. and to ensure he wasn’t embarrassed any further, you didn’t say anything. all you did was shut your eyes for a little over a second, slightly scrunching your nose and keeping that smile plastered on your face.

and to top it off, he felt your fingertip gently tapping on his knee before your whole hand was cupped around it, softly squeezing it but just tight enough for him to feel the warmth it emitted.

suddenly the man before you was back to his old self. growing confident in his words, confident that his ideas were logical, ethical. the tired and unsure miguel regained security of himself once again.

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bonus bit : ♡

by the end of the meeting, everyone else had left the room, immediately forgetting everything miguel said and chatting away with each other. you remained planted in your seat as your eyes fixated on his shoulders. he was standing in front of a whiteboard with his arms crossed and one knee bent, the adjacent foot tapping a steady beat.

“i thought your idea was great, papi.” you said, finally getting up from your seat to place a hand on his shoulder. you could tell he was tense, still a bit upset about the outcome of the meeting.

“i’m not very good at expressing myself.” he said softly.

“you are,” you replied, rubbing up and down on his biceps, “you just need to be more confident miguel. you’re incredible and you know it, they just have to be able to hear it from the back of the room.” you said.

all he could do was turn his head slightly to look at you, and copy paste your signature pursed lip smile. he furrowed his brows tenderly, appreciating your comfort but unable to say it out loud. you knew, though, so you just smiled back.

[pandenewie]

23 - Please No Feelings

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WARNING: Suggestive? Idk, they’re in their underwear at one point

Jungwon sits awkwardly outside Mr Jeon's cabin, unsure whether he should knock or just wait it out. He probably looks weird sitting on the doorstep of his teacher's cabin. Passers-by would assume he was on time out. Suddenly the door opens, revealing a visibly confused Mr Jeon.

"Jungwon? What are you doing out here?"

Jungwon jumps slightly at the sudden voice and stands from his position on the step. "I wanted to talk to you, sir. Sorry, I didn't want to interrupt your free time." Jungwon bows apologetically. Mr Jeon laughs slightly at this. "I'm still working, Jungwon, you're supposed to come to me whenever you need to."

"I wanted to ask if Y/n could sit with us during the movie night tonight?" Jungwon asks, causing Mr Jeon to look at him puzzled. Jungwon takes this look as a sign to continue. "I understand that you said Y/n can't join us for any of the senior trip activities but since this is something organized by the campsite rather than the school I figured it could be an exception?"

It's silent for a few moments as Mr Jeon processes the request. "I mean… sure? I just assumed you would sneak them in." Mr Jeon says, causing Jungwon's eyes to widen. "What do you mean?" Jungwon asks nervously.

"I know you and Jay are friends. And whoever the other kid is certainly isn't Y/n's cousin. You helped them get in, didn't you?" Jungwon starts to nervously sweat at Mr Jeon's words.

"No sir, I didn't. I mean… I knew Y/n was going to come to camp but I didn't have anything to do with it, I swear!" Jungwon panics. "You're not in trouble, Jungwon." Mr Jeon laughs, cleaning his glasses with the end of his shirt. "I'm actually quite impressed with Y/n's determination." He adds, causing Jungwon to look at him skeptically. "So… neither of us are in trouble?" Jungwon asks. Mr Jeon shakes his head. "No rules have been broken so far, so no. At least none that I've seen." Mr Jeon says, patting Jungwon's shoulder as he walks past. "I appreciate you asking for Y/n to join us. You're a good friend to them, Jungwon." He adds.

There's a slight change in tone with the word friend that doesn't go unnoticed by Jungwon. Does Mr Jeon know about him and Y/n? Is that why he's being so lenient? Jungwon chooses not to pry though, knowing that nothing could be more embarrassing than talking about your love life with your teacher.

Seeing the reactions of their classmates as Y/n walked into the outdoor movie lounge made all the stress of sneaking around worth it. It’s as if they were a celebrity, everyone crowding around to ask how they got there. Although they expected a big reaction, Y/n certainly didn’t have this in mind.

“Guys, leave them alone.” Jungwon scolds, attempting to shoo off some of their classmates. Not wanting to upset the president, they allow Jungwon to whisk Y/n away to where their friends are sitting on a picnic blanket.

“Oh, you two are joining us?” Hiyyih asks, genuine confusion on her face. “Don’t have to sound so happy about it.” Y/n pouts. “We just figured you two would want to… be alone.” Hikaru says, her voice trailing off. The implications behind her words cause Hiyyih, Wonyoung and Ricky to giggle quietly to themselves. Y/n flips off Hikaru before sitting next to her on the blanket - pulling Jungwon down to join them. “We’re gonna sit right here and make out, just because you said that.” Y/n teases, laughing at the way their friends let out a chorus of groans.

As soon as the movie starts, Y/n is already bored. They immediately turn their attention away from the screen and towards Jungwon, resting their head on his shoulder. “Bored?” He asks, causing them to nod slightly. “It’s been 10 minutes.” He laughs, wrapping his arm around Y/n and pulling their body closer. Hikaru sends the couple a side eye before scooting closer to Hiyyih to give them more room.

Jungwon looks around to see the rest of the class fully focused on the movie. Luckily, their friends had chosen a blanket closest to the back. Sneaking off should be pretty easy. He leans down, pressing his lips against Y/n’s ear. “5 more minutes, I’ve got to show you something.” He whispers, causing Y/n to look up at him curiously. “We’re sneaking out?” They ask, causing him to nod. “Oh my god, what have I done to you?” They add, causing Jungwon to laugh quietly before pressing a kiss against the top of their head.

Not even 5 minutes later, Jungwon checks that the coast is clear before gently pulling on Y/n’s hand. The two stand up, gaining the attention of their friends but thankfully, no one else. Without saying a word, Jungwon drags Y/n away.

Hikaru sends a knowing look to the group, whispering the words “told you so” before they all go back to watching the movie.

“So are you like… leading me to my doom, or something?” Y/n asks, their grip tightening on Jungwon’s hand as he continues to pull them in a variety of directions. Their eyes are closed - on Jungwon’s request, making navigating their surroundings near impossible without his help. 

“I’m actually planning on killing you.” Jungwon says sarcastically. “Well, you’re doing a terrible job.” Y/n replies, their snarky remark causing Jungwon to let go of their hand - leaving them practically stranded. “Wait Won, I’m sorry. Come back.” Y/n mumbles, a slight sense of anxiety prickling in their stomach. This is quickly eased when Jungwon’s hand finds theirs again - giving a reassuring squeeze that he wasn’t actually leaving.

“We’re almost there...” Jungwon’s voice trails off. He sounds almost out of breath, the faint pant making Y/n realise that they’ve actually been walking a while. “You really are going to kill me.” Y/n whispers, causing Jungwon to laugh slightly. “Shh, don’t ruin the surprise.”

After another few moments of walking Jungwon suddenly halts to a stop, causing Y/n to walk directly into his back - mumbling a quiet “ow”. “We’re here.” Jungwon says enthusiastically, turning around to see that Y/n does, in fact, still have their eyes closed. “You can open them now.” Jungwon adds, bringing his hand up to gently brush a few stray hairs out of their face.

Y/n’s eyes flutter open, taking a moment to adjust to their surroundings before starting to shine with pure joy. “You’re fucking kidding me.” They gasp, looking around the area that Jungwon has taken them to.

Fairy lights hang delicately from the trees, creating a warm glow. Y/n’s skin prickles with warmth as steam from the hot spring floats through the air. Natural hot springs - the main reason Jungwon chose this campsite for the trip, and the main thing Y/n was looking forward to.

“Wait, I thought you had to book these?” Y/n asks, turning their attention back to Jungwon, who is watching them with a nervous expression. “I did…” He mumbles, the glow from the fairy lights reflecting off the pinkness of his face. Y/n’s eyes soften at his words, immediately stepping forward to wrap him in a hug. “You’re the best.” Y/n whispers, kissing his shoulder gently.

The two stand there for a second before Y/n pulls away, looking back at the hot spring. Jungwon can practically sense their excitement  - using his shoulder to give them a gentle nudge. “What are you waiting for?” He asks, nodding his head towards the hot spring.

“Do we…?” Y/n’s voice trails off and Jungwon’s eyes follow the direction of their hands, where he can see them gently fiddling with the hem of their shirt. Jungwon’s eyes widen at the action as his face immediately flushes a dark red. He hadn’t thought of what they would, or in this case, wouldn’t be wearing. Noticing Jungwon’s hesitation, Y/n releases the fabric. “It’s okay, I’ll just swim in my shirt.” They smile, causing Jungwon to shake his head. “No, I… it’s okay. I’ll just… turn around… so you can change.” He manages to stutter out, turning so his back is facing Y/n.

Trying not to laugh at his cuteness, Y/n quickly removes their shirt and shorts - leaving them standing in just their underwear. “Okay, I’m ready.” Y/n says, giving Jungwon consent to turn around. When he does, he lets out a surprised squeak when his eyes land on Y/n - hands flying to immediately cover his eyes. “I thought you’d be in the water.” He whines.

Y/n lets out a laugh before relenting, slipping into the hot spring to not embarrass Jungwon even further. “You can look now.” They say, causing Jungwon to reluctantly pull his hands away from his face, opening his eyes to see Y/n watching him amused. “Are you coming?” Y/n asks, playfully splashing some of the water in Jungwon’s direction. He lets out a loud shriek, attempting to move away from the splash. “Okay, okay, I’m coming!” He exclaims as Y/n prepares to splash him again.

Jungwon moves his hands to the bottom of his shirt, watching as Y/n’s eyes follow the movement curiously. Jungwon hesitates for a moment - feeling shy under Y/n’s watchful gaze. As if Y/n can sense his insecurities, they turn around to give Jungwon some privacy. Without wasting time, Jungwon strips himself of his shirt and pants before quickly joining Y/n in the warm water.

The sound of ripples in the water causes Y/n to turn back around, smiling as Jungwon relaxes into the water. Within seconds, they swim towards him and wrap their arms around his torso. “Oh… this is nice.” He says awkwardly, causing Y/n to stifle a laugh. “You’re so stiff.” They comment, bringing their hands up to soothe along his shoulders. He mumbles an apology, causing Y/n to roll their eyes. “Don’t apologize,” They mumble, digging their hands a little harder into his skin - taking note of the way his eyes flutter shut. “Is there something on your mind?”

Jungwon sighs at the question as Y/n’s hands slide to his biceps, continuing to massage gently. “Just stressed.” He whispers, letting out a quiet groan when Y/n squeezes a particularly sore spot. “I’m always stressed.” He adds, laughing slightly. Y/n doesn’t laugh. “I’ll be fine once the trip is over.” Jungwon tries to reassure them, bringing his hands to rest gently on their hips. “You’re supposed to be fine now.” Y/n says. “That’s like, the whole point of the senior trip.”

Jungwon sighs once more, pulling Y/n closer to him. They’re practically sitting in his lap at this point and he uses the position to his advantage, burying his head in the crook of their neck. “I just want everything to be perfect.” He mumbles.

It’s no secret that Jungwon is a perfectionist. This, tied with his inability to say no, the overwhelming pressure he gets from being the council president and the fact that he refuses to admit when he needs help creates an ungodly amount of stress and worries.

“You know, this sort of stuff is the exact reason I used to hate you.”

Y/n’s words pierce through the air like a dagger, making Jungwon look up at them confused. “What do you mean?” He asks, curious to finally get the answers as to why Y/n didn’t like him before. He partially knew the reason - picking up on a few things during the times Y/n would yell at him for being a suck-up. Maybe it’s the atmosphere or the change in their relationship - something tells Jungwon Y/n is about to be a lot more honest with him. 

“It’s just… you are literally incapable of seeing how fucking amazing you’re doing. And it pissed me off.” Y/n says, catching even themself off guard. “I thought, how can someone be so good and still want to do better? Like, if you can’t be happy with your success, how the hell are the rest of us supposed to feel knowing we’ll never even come close?”

Jungwon chooses not to interrupt Y/n’s rant, knowing that doing so could cause them to stop. Instead, he listens intently, stroking Y/n’s hips gently as they list off the reason why they hated him. It should make him upset, hearing this. But for some reason… it doesn’t.

“You hold yourself up to such a high standard that even doing your absolute best is not enough. And it pisses me off, Jungwon. Like… you are literally one of the smartest and most hardworking people I know. The entire school fucking loves you, the teachers love you, you’re friends love you, I…”

Their words stop there. Jungwon holds his breath as Y/n takes a deep one, attempting to bury the fluttering feeling that is building in the pit of their stomach. They pause for a moment, collecting their thoughts once more before speaking.

“You deserve to have fun on this trip more than anyone else. As soon as we get back to school, then you can go back to helping teachers who can’t be bothered doing their jobs and carrying the entire council on your back because they don’t want to do any of the dirty work. Just please… be a normal high schooler for two days. Hang out with your friends, hang out with me. I hate seeing you so stressed when you don’t have to be. This is your time to relax, Won. If you can’t do it for yourself then… at least do it for me?”

Jungwon could cry. He probably is at this point, so he buries his head further into Y/n’s neck in hopes that it’ll stop them from seeing the tears. “I care about you so much, Jungwon.” Y/n confesses, the genuineness in their voice being the breaking point, as the tears start to run down Jungwon’s cheeks. 

The feeling of water droplets falling to their shoulder causes Y/n’s heart to clench so hard, it’s almost overwhelming. They’re not sure what to say next - their confession laying heavy in the air as Jungwon cries on their shoulder. 

“I’m sorry.” Jungwon whispers, his words cause Y/n to tighten their grip on him. “I just don’t want to disappoint anyone.” He adds, his voice quiet and broken. He’s never been this vulnerable with anyone - not his friends, not his family, not even really himself. “You could never disappoint me.” Y/n replies, kissing the top of his head repeatedly.

You’re fucked. Y/n thinks to themself, as they pull Jungwon impossibly closer. You’re making empty promises. They lift his head away from their neck, allowing him to lean forward and press their lips together. Pushing these confusing feelings to the side, Y/n kisses him back feverishly - more intense than any of the kisses they’ve shared prior. Communicating feelings is a difficult thing to do, and Y/n just hopes that whatever they aren’t saying is coming across through their actions.

One final thought crosses Y/n’s mind as their lips travel down Jungwon’s jaw and towards his neck, taking in the small gasps he lets out as little red marks begin to form on the trail. You’re going to break his heart.

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[gh0stcav3]

“in interviews troys asked if he has someone he’s seeing, a girlfriend because why wouldnt such a popular racer have one? anyone would be lucky to be with him wouldn’t they? and troy jokes and changes the subject expertly, and only him and lint are the ones to know the answer, and they’re happy with that.” <taking this and running with it

Nosy reporters asking him live whether he has a special someone he wants to dedicate his win to and he just says “my best buddy lint, i never coulda won that without his support” playing uo the bit about him being a dumb blonde because nobody needs to know about their love, he doesnt have to and doesnt want to correct him, because Lint has a big grin on his face and hes tearing up a bit because he knows what Troy means, hes had to relish in the secret moments but the implications of Troy answering his name when asked for a special someone dont go unnoticed to him.

People speculate and they tease and spread rumors about how he must either not have anyone or he has a secret girlfriend but only Lint and Troy know the truth, its their secret to keep and both of them are happy with it like that

They’re special to each other thats all that matters, because Lint loves Troy and Troy loves him back even though they never say it, its there. Why do you need to put a word to something so obvious? What good comes from calling it out if its as clear as day?

ALL OF THIS BUT ESPECIALLY “hes had to relish in the secret moments but the implications of Troy answering his name when asked for a special someone dont go unnoticed to him.

People speculate and they tease and spread rumors about how he must either not have anyone or he has a secret girlfriend but only Lint and Troy know the truth, its their secret to keep and both of them are happy with it like that” IS SO FUCKING TRUE TO ME LIKE YOU GET THEM.

troy never actually tries to debunk any rumors, its better for them to think he’s got a secret girlfriend or just has nobody. but in private him and lint will joke about it, the rumors they both hear about troy, knowing they’re just blatantly untrue, although thats knowledge only they will ever have.

lint is perfectly happy to have just their moments alone, but whenever troy says anything about him publicly he’s ecstatic because he knows what troy means whenever he mentions him, even if nobody else gets it. what they have is enough for the both of them, regardless of if they can say anything publicly, regardless of if they say “i love you” to one another, because simply being with the other is enough for both of them

[wh0refornikolailantsov]

Prompt: “you make me happy. that's all that matters.”

For Tolya x Reader please!!

Ask and you shall receive

To Willingly Belong To Anyone Is A Rare Thing - Tolya Yul Bataar

Content Warnings: Implied Threat And Violence. Confined Spaces (Forced Proximity Trope Anyone?). No Beta/Proof Reading, We Die In The Fold Baby. ((Does this feel ooc I am insecure and cannot tell))

"We need to go," You insist.

Tolya is still searching one of the many draws in the room for something but he hasn't told you what. Despite being sent on this job together, him at the request of Sturmhond, and you at the request of Brekker, it seems that there is a lot about this job you aren't telling each other. But more accurately there is just a lot you two aren't telling each other at all.

You had tried to argue that going with Tolya wouldn't work, that the two of you could not work together, not because you didn't like him, but because of the opposite, you liked him too much, and it was a distraction you had to balance whenever he was around.

Brekker had told you to take the job with Tolya or not take the job at all, and knowing how invested you were, you'd known that he knew you couldn't turn the job down. So you'd taken it, and your concerns about being not fully present for the job due to your company were not unfounded, but so far they hadn't gotten you into any trouble you hadn't been able to get yourself out of.

Except now. Had it been anyone else you would've had enough, and left without them, or dragged them out of the room yourself. But Tolya, was not the type of man you could drag places, besides you had a small but not unreasonable fear that if you grabbed him you would give far too many things away about yourself that you weren't sure you were willing to share.

"Tolya," you start. His back straightens and he turns to you, holding a finger to his lips. "Toly-,"

"Shush," he hushes you, listening carefully.

"Saints," you whisper, "what now?"

"Six heartbeats on the second floor, approaching," Tolya explains quietly.

"We were supposed to be in and out unnoticed," you remind him.

"I was under direct instructions for there to be no casualties," Tolya states.

"I was under direct instructions to not get caught," you reply.

"They're coming this way," Tolya says, backing away from the door.

"But there is no other exit," you say gesturing to how you would not be able to climb out of the rooms singular small window, yet again Tolya.

"Then we hide," Tolya says, taking your hand and pulling you further back into the room and through some thin bamboo doors that lead into a small but relatively bare closet.

Tolya had wondered why Nikolai had sent him on this task, although he wasn't eager to question any job he was sent on when you were involved it did seem strange that given the nature of the mission was covert, that Tolya would be the one to be sent on it. Then again Tamar although substantially smaller in size than her brother, had much more of a habit of making herself known.

Tolya keeps listening, as you keep as quiet as you can in the small space, your back pressed up against Tolya's chest. He can hear the heartbeats as two men go a further floor up, and four continue towards the room. The sounds of rushing, and strange fast paced drums, the sounds of mixed languages and butchered linguistics echo through the emptiness of the rooms.

"How long do we have to stay here?" you ask.

"We have to wait it out," he replies. You exhale deeply and Tolya can feel the way the blood rushes around your body, so close to him it's impossible to ignore you. Not that he has ever found it easy to ignore you, not that he has ever wanted to.

"It's been a while," you say quietly. You could not stand this time in silence, and a quiet whisper through two doors was no threat to you right now. Those four words were so simple as they left your mouth but they meant so much more than they said and both of you know it.

You had missed him, even if you hadn't tried to, and he had missed you.

"That's why I took the job," you say, finally admitting it to yourself. For all your fussing about wanting to be clear of mind and not distracted, the louder part of you wanted to see Tolya again, it needed to see Tolya again, even if it wasn't practical. Even if you knew you shouldn't.

Something in Tolya speaks to you in a way you've never known before. It makes you calm. It makes you happy. It makes you feel like home.

Tolya realises in this moment, you so close to him, the air hung in this quiet suspense as you could do nothing but stay still and hope. Those drums he had been hearing before, all the way into the building and even now, they weren't drums at all, they were his own heartbeat, and yours. He was not sure how things would work, this life was messy and complex and you both had things you owed loyalty to, both had purposes you must fulfil, but here with you in the quiet, waiting and unknown, the question of how it would work doesn't matter to him anymore. Because love works like love does, with or without permission, with or without practicality. When it came down to it, he loves you, and he cannot and will not run from that fact. Rare is a love so honest, a love that creeps up on you, rare a love that loves without caring for love in return, but receiving it gladly. He loves listening to you talk, he loves the way your voice changes as you are filled with excitement, he loves how you never know exactly when you should stop. He admires your confidence, and he loves the willpower behind it. He misses you when you are gone. He was yours, he was already yours, he had been yours for so long he wasn't sure he knew how to be anything else. He didn't want to be anything else.

He knew he would not care to be anyone else's.

And you did not need to be his for all that to be true. But something in him understands that you are, that you have been, and as he will continue to be yours, you will continue to be his.

"Come back with me," he says.

"What?" you ask a little too loud. You raise you hand to your mouth, disappointed in your own surprise and foolishness.

"Come back with me," he says again, voice gentle. You cannot see him, the space in this closet too small for you to turn around and look at him but you know exactly the type of gentle glow that will be in those golden eyes of his.

"Tolya I can't," you say. "I want to, but it would never work. I think," you sigh, not wanting to admit the words you are about to speak but knowing you must say them nonetheless, "I think I would get in the way of you."

“You make me happy," Tolya whispers. "That's all that matters.”

"All that matters?" You ask.

"We can figure everything else out," he says, and then wonders if maybe he misunderstood, "I just... I do not like being away from you, but if you do not wish to-,"

"Tolya, every moment I am with you, you cloud my every thought, and yet every moment you are away my soul tries to find it's way back to you," you say, you're no Heartrender but you feel his heartbeat as it steadies with your words, calmer as you talk. "There is nothing I would want more than to go with you."

"Then say you will," he says, "and when we get out of here, we can figure it all out," his hands move to gently wrap around you, holding you closer in this small space, making you feel safe, making you feel at home. "Just say you will."

"And the duty owed to family. Do I satisfy my long craving self Failing to respect responsibility? Or to my lover's vows turn deaf And pay homage to ageing sagacity?" Your Ravkan is far from perfect as you recite the words that you had heart Tolya state so long ago, back when you had first met, and you thought you could love him, but you decided it would be wiser not to, and then did anyway.

"Even poets can be wrong," Tolya says. "And yet."

"And yet?" you ask.

"I am no longer good through deliberate intent, but by long habit have reached a point where I am not only able to do right, but am unable to do anything but what is right."

"Okay," you whisper sinking back into him.

"Okay?" he asks.

"I'll go with you Tolya, wherever you go in this life and after."

[rockplaylists]

sage jarious kelly is known as the emo boy backstage at wwe. he is 26 years old and a valet for cm punk and resides in red bank, new jersey. he has an obsession with shopping at hot topic stores to this day despite his parents hopes for this to be just a phase. the person that got him into wrestling is his older sister and younger brother which all started because of an undertaker action figure.

“ note to self; if you feel unwanted or like an outcast, remember that you are like fries at the bottom of the bag; unnoticed at first, but eventually someone is going to love to see you!   “

PERSONALITY

+  flirtatious, playful, wisecracking - sarcastic, defiant, devious

LIKES AND DISLIKES

👍  marijuana, rock music, getting tattooed, collecting several different stuffed animals then naming them after his favorite band members, vegan dinosaur chicken nuggets, doing his makeup, watching horror movies, coloring with crayon in coloring books, pirates, rob zombie and lava lamps. 👎 being exploited and objectified, being alone, people trying to comfort him, losing credibility, overly religious people, corrupted police officers, and being forced to share his feelings.

HISTORY

tba.

CONNECTIONS

priscilla kelly - when they first reunited after sage ranaway from home, priscilla was holding on to a lot of resentment towards her brother for basically making her get stuck with their parents after they got a divorce. following the divorce, their mother reportedly started drinking and had displayed erratic behavior, and distanced herself from the family and their father was getting thrown in jail on a regular basis. along with the fear of child protective services knocking on the door, threatening to take their youngest brother away due to their parents' irresponsible behavior, which was all things that she can't even imagine exactly how she had made it on her own without the help from sage. however, within some time they were bonding as siblings again and were able to build a close relationship with each other, closer than the one that sage has with his younger brother. priscilla always confides in sage whenever she has a problem, she turns to him whenever she needs advice on raising their brother, or even for more general type of things as well.

phil brooks - phil is a close friend of sage. initially, sage began to develop a sexual attraction to phil immediately after they were both called inside of the boss's office to explain how sage was going to be phil's valet from now on. sage had then begun to flirt with and even proposition phil, much to the latter's annoyance and even throws dismissive expletives at him. although it seems, after their initial meeting, they were off to a bad start, their relationship had greatly improved. phil is now genuinely caring about sage, and wants to protect him from harm. phil also sees when sage is being fake with him, and he tries to get through his "act", phil describes it on multiple occasions, which makes sage feel uncomfortable any time that he does call him out for it.

damon williams - damon is sage's former boyfriend that basically had a hand in helping sage runaway from home. while sage is really appreciative of what damon has done for him, he is also rather intimidated being around this man no matter the cause and is physically uncomfortable in his presence, even back when he was working for him before finding a way out, and deep down has strong hatred towards him. it isn't that hard to believe either considering the fact that damon would try to simultaneously sweet talk sage by calling him his baby and asking him to come back home to him, then switch to verbally abusing him and threatening to kill sage and his family.

[kirin-central]

i like to think that Yujin secretly enjoys being depended on. she’s not super physically affectionate and she’s also very socially awkward, but it makes her happy when she can help other people (especially in Twisted Wonderland, where she can’t help but feel like she’s imposing — even though it’s literally not her fault that she ended up there).

the first year group catches on after awhile, and they (mostly Ace, Deuce, Epel and Ortho. Sebek insists he needs no help from a “magicless mortal”, and Jack never can really come up with an excuse) all try to get Yujin to help them with whatever lol

with Ace, it’s mostly him asking Yujin to come to his basketball games to cheer him on. if he’s made a score, he’ll grin and say it’s because “big sis Yujin” was there to cheer him on; although, we’ll ignore the fact that Jamil insists that Ace is even more distracted when Yujin does go lol (Floyd uses these moments to get competitive with Ace for no good reason)

with Deuce, it usually involves going to Sam’s shop together, or helping him become an honour student, or talking about his mom. sometimes he’ll include Yujin at Heartslabyul’s Unbirthday parties, or he’ll send her some treats he and Trey made together. just little things that gets Yujin out of Ramshackle during their free time.

with Epel, it’s often him giving Yujin things from Harveston, like the latest batch of apples/apple products! admittedly, one of Yujin’s love languages is gift-receiving (and gift giving! but she hardly has a thaumark to spare while at NRC so she can’t do much there sigh), something anyone close to her hasn’t missed. also, i like to think that Epel visits her at Ramshackle and just lets his accent loose. without Vil or Rook to correct him, and without fear of Yujin snitching on him (she’s no snitch lol). just being able to let off steam and speak comfortably — even if Yujin doesn’t always understand — does Epel a huge favour, and Yujin’s glad she could help <3

with Ortho, it’s usually things related to his brother. after all, seeing Idia happy makes him happy too! it’s usually things like playing games together (either physically or simply online). Ortho himself, however, will sometimes go to Yujin for advice on matters about being more human-like (this is after book 6’s events). he’ll say something like “i’ve always wanted to do x with classmates! will you come with me?”, just inviting her along. that way, they both feel happy and included <3

with Jack, there’s not much he feels he can offer. he’s a lone wolf (literally), and he doesn’t feel comfortable pretending to need help. i feel like he wouldn’t really reach out to Yujin much until after she and Leona began seeing each other more. Jack learns from Ruggie that Leona’s attention is always snatched whenever the prefect’s name is mentioned, and Jack’s quick to catch on that Yujin feels the same way about Leona. so whenever Leona’s giving Savanaclaw a hard time, it’s a quick text message to Yujin, who ends up saving the day. it’s not much but it’s honest work lol

finally, we have Sebek. as mentioned previously, Sebek doesn’t usually ask for help. he’s supposed to be Malleus’ dependable guard, after all! how could a magic-less human possibly be of help to him?! … is what he says as a front. Sebek and Yujin don’t interact as much as the latter does with the other first years, but the prefect hanging around the stables doesn’t go unnoticed by this half-fae. sometimes he’ll demand ask her for help with the horses; he’ll insist it’s on Riddle or Silver’s behalf though. i also like to think that, since Sebek is a nocturnal fairy, he has methods of falling asleep at night so he can keep up with his day activities. whenever he notices bags under Yujin’s eyes, he yells offers her advice.

some second and third years do catch on too! specifically: Cater, Trey, Leona, Jamil, Azul, Jade, Vil, Rook, and Lilia.

Jamil is mostly indifferent to Yujin in this regard. poor boy has his hands full with Kalim already. Cater and Trey notice mostly because they see their juniors running about with Yujin over the most simplest things. Trey has his own duties to attend to as vice-housewarden, and Cater knows that Yujin is much more introverted than he is, but they both try to squeeze Yujin into their plans when possible :)

Azul, Jade and Ruggie are the types who try to take this trait to their advantage lol. Azul and Jade particularly with their Mostro Lounge duties (free worker? why of course!), while for Ruggie it’s usually for snacks, but Yujin knows to keep an eye out for them. however, if Ruggie brings up Leona, it’s all over for her.

Vil and Rook notice it (especially after book 5 + after they notice Epel growing closer with Yujin), but they don’t do much about it either. personally, i feel like Vil wouldn’t want to indulge in “falsely” needing someone’s help. he’s also like the Fairest Queen, and is often independent. sometimes, though rarely, he may invite Yujin over to test out some new products he received, but that’s it really. and Rook follows the Queen, of course. he’s content observing stalking Yujin and Leona when possible lol

i feel like Lilia would use this to try and get Yujin and Malleus to befriend each other more, not knowing that (for the first few books) they already had become acquainted. Malleus learns to integrate himself into society more, and the lonesome student from another world gains a reliable friend to depend on; it’s a win-win situation in Lilia’s eyes.

to Leona, it’s a whole different scenario. he doesn’t like depending on people without knowing their true motives (he knows Ruggie’s, which is why he trusts him enough), and he probably wouldn’t like going out of his way to fake needing help or attention from someone else; especially if that other person was someone who keeps making his chest feel all funny. but after he begins noticing Yujin more and more, he can’t help but feel irked that the little rabbit isn’t paying attention to him! he doesn’t know what to do though… after they begin dating though, he feels like he has some more freedom. Yujin is hesitant on physical affection, but she’s also incredibly touch-starved; she just needs to feel a very specific level of closeness to be able to enjoy being touched. it takes awhile, but Leona’s soon able to be the first person in ages who’s able to get Yujin to fully relax in a someone else’s presence. suddenly Leona’s occupying Ramshackle’s couch or the guest room, or Yujin’s off to give Savanaclaw a visit. Leona likes telling Yujin how she makes his naps soooo much better, how he’s able to fall asleep faster (even though it’s literally his talent), and how his life seems so much better. it’s cheesy, but all true. Yujin relishes in knowing that someone sees her this way, and Leona is content with finding a way to make Yujin happy.

[shslpunkartist99]

Is Naomi's rival by any chance that male version of her that you once showed us back last year-ish on your art twitter? Like yeah nothing like THAT will go on with them but still wanna ask because I got this funny image of some passing rando jokingly yelling out "get a room you two" and the two FROZE, staring flabbergasted at the passing rando. And they stayed like that for a bit until a flash and they look over to see Leroy has taken a selfie 😂

If not that then I'd like to hear more about this rival plz!

Naomi fighting herself (himself??), I can't with this chick--

But no lmao, it's not. Someone else entirely. That old one was just for memes

I wanna see if I can think of a reason as to why they're rivals. Technically they have one, but I wanna see if I can think of something more personal.

In case people don't know, there's a Thunder goddess that lives within Naomi named Sachi. There's another god that's for the Moon, and they've been fighting for centuries, as the Thunder's rapturous power is a strong contrast to the Moon's tranquility. Both gods live within Naomi and Rival after a vicious battle, but the war still goes on.

Do Naomi and Rival hate each other? No. But whenever they meet, it's in their instinct to fight one another. There have been a few times where they're calm around each other. Set aside differences for another goal. Reflect on shit. But there's almost always a fight that ends with them both knocked out.

Rival is the leader of a large gang (similar to a wolf pack), and although she's smart, she relies a lot on gut instinct. A lot of people come to her for help, which she does. She's got a lil fanclub as well, but she's pretty oblivious to people coming onto her (her best friend/second in command has a crush on her, but his subtle flirts and date ideas go unnoticed. He's trying!)

Her weapon's up for debate as well. A spiked chainball would be cool, but so would magic claws (she already has claws of her own, but these are hella strong with way more range)

[alchemaxed]

"And I haven't lied to you, either, so that's-- that's a good start, isn't it? Honesty. A good basis for a relationship where we continue to not beat each other up."

And where she doesn't let him get beat up by her compatriots.

Although the fact that Spot doesn't fully exist in any given dimension means that he doesn't generally trigger spidey-senses, he's still very much visible, and it's not long before he and Silk catch the eye of those around him. His obvious cuffs and passive trudge through the hall seem to be enough for some of the spiders, but whenever any of them seem too curious (or angry), John scoots closer to Silk and loudly proclaims that "I'm already caught! Spider escort over here! Let's give Silk a big round of applause for subduing me, the Spot!"

Spider-People aren't exactly known for minding their own business, however, and it's only a matter of time before they're coming up to Silk to get the full story.

Doing his best to ignore them and the way they ask Silk for all the embarrassing details of his defeat, Spot continues his conversation with her more and more loudly, which does nothing to help the pair go unnoticed.

"You would be terrified! You wouldn't know what to do! ...huh? No, I mean the-- I'm supposed to just call it 'chai'?" This is 'ATM Machine' and 'PIN Number' all over again.

"Tour! Yes!" That's encouraging. People don't give tours to captive criminals. ...unless it's a tour of a prison, but... whatever.

"You're buying, right? I don't exactly have any money on me, and I don't think either of us want to see me try to rob a spidey-run coffee shop, ahah. Hah."

Yeah--she shouldn't ANSWER that question. Her mind is reeling over the information though. It would FIGURE that Spot originated in Miles' dimension. They were expressly told to keep Miles Morales out of the LOOP on this and now the lines were beginning to BLUR. This was not going to be as EASY as she had hoped.

Or--maybe it would. There was no guarantee that Miles would get INVOLVED. (Keep cool, Cin. You've got this.)

She gives a little HALF smile, hidden by her mask--though she tries to allow it to touch her eyes. "Of course. I haven't LIED to you," Cindy hummed. The YET hung in the air but she let it drop. Her eyes followed his form as he detached himself from her, flickering from him to the other SPIDERS walking around them as if nothing was amiss.

(I wonder why their SENSES haven't triggered yet. Huh.)

"Oh, I'd be terrified. Mhm. Yeah." She probably could've made her TONE a tad more believable, but c'est la vie. Cindy tilts her head to the side at his question. "First off--I'm not SORRY--"

She pauses, brown eyes widening and she looks around for Pav. (Phew. CLOSE one.) "Secondly, chai means TEA, dude. You're asking for tea tea. But--c'mon. I could do with a LATTE myself. This has been a day and a half. Plus, I should be caffeinated for this TOUR."

[shiny-jr]

Can i request HCs for yandere Leona, Malleus and Kamil with a reader who doesn't want to become royalty or be in that circle. They hate the spotlight and all the rules and etiquette that comes with it, so they are not really interested in dating them.

Warning: Yandere. Gender-neutral reader.

Characters: Leona Kingscholar, Kalim Al-Asim, Malleus Draconia.

Summary: There was already enough to worry about with adjusting to this new world. You didn’t need the son of a high member of society confessing their love and in the process wanting you to stay with him, meaning you would never return to your home world. 

Note: Anon, you have no idea how much I love this idea. Literally whenever I see posts about people writing about those specific characters and magically end up with them with little to no issue, I get annoyed. Like, I know it’s not supposed to be about that, but it’s not mentioned at all??? It’s rarely ever mentioned, and when it is it’s always magically resolved and like nothing ever really happens? Also I wish we would get more world building. Oh, and if Kalim’s little scenario part seems sudden, it’s because I was wondering: If Kalim was home schooled most of his life, does that mean he would unknowingly be kinda awkward or sudden in certain situations? Anyways, that’s my thought process.

When you were suddenly dropped into the world of Twisted Wonderland, you had enough to worry about with just surviving and getting through the courses of the magic school known as Night Raven College. Now, although things have gotten easier as time went by, you still have a lot on your plate, with the goal above all was to return home. However, what you didn’t need to top it off was the son of a high member of society who wants you to stay. 

Congrats, you’re either lucky or unlucky to catch the eye of the second prince of the Afterglow Savanna. Although, I’m sure you’re beginning to think of this as an unlucky incident, huh? 

The changes were very small, they easily go unnoticed by nearly everyone. Leona was a teensy bit nicer, and by nicer I mean he’s no longer calling you herbivore. Additionally, he’s not be vaguely threatening anymore. In fact, he’ll linger around you, like a cat that wants attention but won’t ask for it. 

Well, you welcome the changes, it made things easy when having to interact with him. But what wasn’t welcome were the feelings he had, the whole reason as to why he was acting different. Specifically, his feelings for you, which he casually admitted one day while he was lounging in the botanical garden as you watered some plants and spoke about the topic of the dorm leaders which eventually reached the topic of the overblots. 

Leona laid on his side, propping his head up with his elbow against the soft green grass. His eyes were closed, deterring between napping and just lazing about awake. He spoke in a low tone with a tiny hint of playfulness or was it something akin to mockery? “Surely you don’t hate every dorm leader for snapping?”

“No, I don’t hate you if that’s what you’re asking.”

“Heh, that’s what I thought. If that were the case, you would’ve stopped tailing after me a long while ago.” 

Well, to be fair, you only got involved with him because of the scheme he made for the Magishift Tournament. Then you later had to turn to him for shelter during the Octavinelle incident because Heartslabyul was too full to take anyone in and you didn’t know anyone reliable in the other dorms yet. After that, interactions were off and on, recently with him being the one to tail after you. But you were sure he didn’t want to hear that.

He continued to speak while he held a hungry look in his eyes, “We are quite close, don’t you agree? As a trusted ally of mine, don’t you think I deserve the best? You happen to fit the part.” 

“Excuse me...? You can’t be serious.” 

“I’ve never been more serious.”

The confession was so sudden, it made you freeze, nearly spilling some water in the process. When you glanced over, surprised to see his eyes now open. Those green orbs watching you carefully, waiting for a reaction, a reply, as his expression remained aloof. 

No. The decision was an easy one, really, even if saying it so calmly in front of him was not as easy as you wanted it to be. Sure, Leona was now your friend, but it was just that. Just friends. 

The second prince had his own faults. From his personality, he was a slacker, terribly arrogant, and easily jealous, not to mention he seemed to have no reservations about getting into fights. That was just the tip of the iceberg. 

There was also his social status to consider. Leona was a prince. Sure, he would likely never have the heavy responsibility of the crown, but that didn’t make him any less of a royal than he already was. A royal had responsibilities. If you were involved romantically would him not only would you have to face possible negative publicity for being a human with a beastman prince, but you’d also have to carefully study and master the etiquette common in his homeland, and so much more. You had a feeling that if you did somehow agree, you’d begin to feel the same as Leona for constantly receiving the criticism of the public no matter how good your efforts were. You did not want this. 

So... playing like that, are we? Is what he thought. It was annoying, you know? Finally he had something, someone, he could have all to himself, but you blatantly reject him. But on the other hand, he finds it greatly amusing. You had the guts to reject him? You really were something. Plus, the made this a challenge, all the more fun for him to have. Now in the end when he had you in his claws, his victory with you as his prize would be even more satisfying. 

There he is, the heir to the renowned merchant family known as the Asims, the very family that built up the bustling Silk City within the land of Scalding Sands. He’s a good guy, really, but... you’re just not into him. 

You noticed right away. In fact, you and everyone else around Kalim noticed his little crush before he probably even realized his feelings. He’d ALWAYS invite you to the dorm whether there be a party or not. So each time he’d personally seek you out to cheerfully invite you. Carpet rides under the moon were common, simply messing around by the fountain was also normal, and he never let you leave unless you were leaving with a gift! 

Well, while it was nice, you didn’t like that he could be clingy and had a habit of overwhelming you with gifts you neither needed nor asked for. Since you noticed his feelings far early on, you already knew you did not reciprocate his feelings. You were expecting it, the day if and when Kalim realized his feelings and acted on them. You just didn’t think it would be now, or the lengths he would go for you. 

Kalim sat on the balcony with you, the two of you alone right after a wonderful, maybe even romantic, carpet ride. It was peaceful comfortable silence as they gazed up at the stars sparkling over the sandy dunes. Now was the perfect time! Ever since he realized his feelings a little less than twenty-four hours ago, he was determined to let you know how he truly felt! (Even if you were already well aware) This was it! He looked over to you with the brightest smile and shining red eyes as he practically shouted, shattering the blissful serene moment, “I love you!” 

“H-Huh...?”

“That’s how people confess right? I wouldn’t know because, well, I’ve never done it before but I said it! I love you! You love me too, right?” He took your hands in his, taking your stunned silence as a sign to continue. And he gladly did so, speaking animatedly, “I’m so happy right now! Hah, I was so nervous but turns out it was for nothing...! I can’t wait to take you home! My mom and dad and all my brothers and sisters are so excited to meet you! When I told them about you, they were honestly a little unsure but now they completely support us!” 

“Wait, wait, wait a minute. Us? You told your family about me?? Kalim, we’re just friends! We aren’t even dating––!” 

“Now we are, right? Heh, sorry, sorry, I just got so excited and I like you a lot so I had to tell them! Don’t worry, they’re super nice! They’ll be so glad to see us together, I promise!” 

Why now when you were having a great time? Probably because it was with the guy who saw you as more than a friend. As he continued to gaze at you with eyes filled to the brim with pure adoration, you could guess that he would either gloss over your words or be heartbroken at your repeated rejection. 

Turns out it was both. First he insisted he must’ve heard you wrong, then you witnessed him grow teary-eyed as he asked but why? Do you want a gift first? I’ll get you anything you ask for! Just ask! 

But that wasn’t the point. In fact, it was part of the reason you said no. First off, Kalim was oblivious, naive, and clumsy. Sure, it was endearing, but again, endearing in the way that only a friend could be. Second, he was from an important, prestigious, and wealthy family. 

The heir of the Asim family was born with a pure golden spoon in his mouth. He had so much money that he could throw as much as he wanted at any problem and it would go away. Also, you heard stories from Kalim himself about how people have tried to poison him, even his own relatives would betray him. If news got out that he treasured you like no other, you would likely be threatened and attempts on your life would be made as well. Additionally, why did he have over thirty siblings? Was having and raising so many children tradition or responsibility for whoever married the head of the Asims? Immediately upon Kalim declaring his love, that placed a target over your head for anyone who wished to harm or influence Kalim and his family. 

But... I love you! You see, Kalim has always gotten what he wanted. So when you reject his affection, he’s in complete disbelief. In fact, he keeps trying, determined to have your love just as you have his. He’s so sincere but genuine in his attempts, even unknowingly using gaslighting. His family was already expecting you to visit with him! He imported all these priceless gifts from home and across the world! Don’t you know that he loves you so so much, with all his heart?

Ah, well, that’s something. You just caught the fancy of the prince of the Valley of Thorns, the heir to the throne. Aren’t you just one of a kind? That’s either very fortunate or very unfortunate, probably the latter. 

The fae showed his “affection” in the strangest of ways. Usually, by acts meant to impress you, but they weren’t really the best. See his magic? He could cover the entire school in thorns! Please don’t, you would plead. Ah, he sees you are frugal, there’s no need to be. Go on, choose an expensive treasure and you may have it. Geez, you weren’t a charity case. What a coincidence seeing you here. Why not keep him company? He’s literally outside your dorm and this is the third time you’ve seen him today.

It’s not like you disliked him, some of the things he did were amusing even if he was strange. He was a good friend, and that’s it. Just a friend. Which is why you found it concerning when you were beginning to get the idea that there was a chance that he saw you as something more than just a friend. You truly hoped he never brought it up, because you weren’t sure how to turn down the guy, not because you were wary of his reaction but you were wary of the potential consequences. 

“Well, this is a pleasant surprise.” There Malleus goes again, acting as if he never expected to see you here. When in fact, you bet that it was precisely because he wished to see you that he chose to find you as you aimlessly wandered the campus grounds in the late evening. He smiled at you, his voice dripping with mirth, “I stroll about tonight and find you, dear.” 

“It’s nice to see you too. You know, if you wanted to just hang out, you could’ve asked. You don’t have to pretend like you just happened to stumble into me.” 

“Whatever are you talking about~?” 

Ah, so that’s how he was going to go about it. Just pretend to not know. You knew that he knew that you knew, especially upon noticing his somewhat smug smirk. Obviously wasn’t going to admit it, and there wasn’t much you could do about it. Well, at least he wasn’t knocking on your door every night to keep him company. 

He began to walk beside you, keeping at a slow and steady pace as he suddenly spoke and made a sudden announcement. “Ah, now that I have your undivided attention... I have plans that I wish for you to partake in.” 

“What sort of plans?” 

“A dinner, with just you and me. You see, my retainers will all be busy and to dine alone is quite... pitiful.” Extending a hand out to you, he hummed, expecting nothing more than a yes in response to his upcoming question. “Won’t you join me?” 

Oh god, there it was. The moment you dreaded. First it was simply following you, but now he was bold enough to ask you out. You weren’t sure if you were ready, causing you to hesitate as you stared at his outstretched hand to his hopeful green eyes peering down at you. 

Just as friends, right? At your words, you felt like you just watched his joy crumble to dust as his hand lowered to his side. It certainly wasn’t the response he expected nor wanted. 

Why would you reject the Malleus Draconia? Well, to start, although he was your friend, there was something... unnerving about him. Whether it be his ridiculous strength, the strange interactions with him likely due to the fact that most people avoided interactions with him, or his borderline stalkerish behavior, it was all definitely off-putting. 

Oh, right, also, he was to one day become king of faes in the Valley of Thorns! That meant being romantically involved with him would be a huge deal, it would not remain private. And if Sebek’s behavior towards humans was anything to do by, then many fae would not be happy with their future king being with a human, especially one with no special abilities, skills, or background. You saw how human royalty and the public reacted terribly to anyone they deemed unworthy marrying into royalty back in your homeworld. So you could only imagine how things would go here, especially between two different species. Being a constant center of negative attention wasn’t the only thing to worry about. There was also other things to consider like the responsibilities that would fall on Malleus’ lover, the eventual need for an heir, the list goes on. Although you knew that rejecting him now would lead to disappointment and quite possibly anger from some of the Diasomnia students. 

The human who had nothing in this world obtained his love, and they didn’t want him... No, he wasn’t angry. He couldn’t ever be angry at you. For a bit he was crestfallen, but that quickly changed and he became entertained. A human had the gall to reject him! How curious! You continued to intrigue him, your rejection doing nothing but fostering his curiosity. No matter how many times you wished to turn him away, he would never give up. He would continue to stand there with open arms ready to accept you, because there was no end to his love for you.

[buckyr00s]

The Meet-Cute || m."f".g.

pairing: Mickey "Fanboy" Garcia x Reader

warnings/tags: a fluffy headcanon; description of a chaotic crowd situation

author's note: This is a self-indulgent headcanon about a meet-cute with Mickey "Fanboy" Garcia. It is also way longer than I initially thought it'd be. Like is it even considered a headcanon anymore?? Let me know if you'd be interested in a part two (or even a mini-series) because when it comes to this man, I HAVE THOTS. Also, thank you to @barnescastle and her camera roll AUs because it inspired me to make a collage of my own for this! Check out her all work HERE!

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When anyone asks either of you to tell the story of how you met, you'll both tell them it was basically love at first sight.

Your friends convinced you to go to a music festival featuring some of your favourite bands and artists. And although you were so excited to see said bands and artists, music festivals are hectic--and often scary--as hell.

You and your friends spent almost the entire day at the festival. And yes, even though it was a long, hot, tiring day, it was all worth it as you were about to see the main headliner--your favourite band/artist.

Just as they made their way on stage, a huge crowd of excited fans rushed towards them, closing the comfortable distance between each person. As the band/artist began to play, people around you began to jump and dance, the chaos causing you and your friends to be separated.

Things started to get overwhelming, the loud music and the accidental bumps disorienting you. It was then that you began to panic.

A firm hold on your upper arm brings you back and steadies you, preventing you from being pushed around further.

"Hey! Are you alright?" you heard someone yell over the music.

Your gaze lands on the hand on your arm, travels up their arm, up their shoulder and neck, and straight into the softest, deepest set of worried brown eyes.

You both took a second to look at and take each other in. This is the part of the story where Fanboy likes to say he got bit by a love bug, but if you are being honest, you were probably bit at this moment too.

Someone bumped you from behind, lunging you forward and snapping you out of your thoughts. You were glad that the stranger was holding you steady the way he was because you’re sure you would have face-planted otherwise.

“What?” you shout to cut through the blaring speakers, still quite disoriented. “Oh, I was just asking you if you were alright,” the guy replies, his voice straining. “You kinda looked lost and worried”.

It was only then that you noticed yourself begin to calm down enough to breathe and observe your surroundings. Unbeknownst to him—or maybe he did know (you weren’t too sure and he’s never told you)—he had distracted you long enough for you to ground yourself in the overwhelming environment.

After taking a few seconds to collect yourself, your eyes found their way back to his brown eyes. All this time, he patiently waited for your response. "I don't know..." you yelled. "I kind of got separated from my friends," you admitted as you extended your neck and look around.

Pulling out your phone from your small waist bag, you realized that it was dead. Being at a festival all day was all fun and games until it wasn't.

That didn't go unnoticed by him because he offered to walk you to the phone charging stations. He also must have noticed the apprehension on your face because of what he did and said next.

Digging into his own bag, he pulls a canister out and places it in your hand. "If you feel unsafe with me, I give you permission to spray this in my eyes," he stated, an amused smile spread across his face. And wow, what a smile.

"How did he sneak pepper spray passed security?" you thought. Then you looked down at your hand holding the cold metal container to see...sunscreen?

He seemed to read you like a book, because he laughed again. (In truth, he learned pretty quickly that whenever you're confused or unsure, you'll instinctively tilt your head, furrow your brows, and scrunch your nose--a quirk he's grown to love so much). "That shit burns," he joked, eliciting a laugh from you. Damn, he's careful, observant, and funny. A complete charmer.

You appreciated how much he made you feel safe. Impressed even. You trusted him enough to take him up on his offer to escort you, helping you weave through the crowd to get to the charging stations.

The area had long been cleared out as people flocked to watch the headline performer. So, you two sat there, waiting for your phone to charge. You could hear the music and the cheers from a distance, equally thankful that you weren't missing out on listening to your favourite band/artist and that you didn't have to strain to talk to your mystery guardian angel of sorts.

It was a perfect atmosphere to talk. As you both sat on the grass and waited for your phone to charge, you exchanged names. "Mickey, huh? How cute," you mentally noted.

"Thanks, by the way," your voice filled with gratitude and sincerity. He casually dismissed his actions, saying "it was nothing," and "anyone would have done it." You stopped him though, rejecting the nonchalance. "No really. Thank you. Not everyone would have. But you did." He accepted your gratitude, then, with a shy smile and his head hung low. Flustered.

"So, where are your friends? I can't imagine you ditched them to spend time with little ol' me," you chuckled, noticing him wince at the tiny hint of self-deprecation you expressed.

"Oh, they're all at the bar tent," he rolled his eyes with a grin, imagining the antics his buddies were getting up to. "I'm the DD...designated driver," he started to explain. "Well, they wanted to take an Uber but I thought the drive from our B&B would be fun. I made a special playlist and everything. So, I convinced them. Or they humoured me. Or both."

The two of you continued to talk, and you were quite surprised at how easy it was to converse with him. It definitely did help that you shared similar interests and were equally enthusiastic about discussing said interests.

When your phone was finally charged enough, you texted your friends, informing them of your location and that you were okay. They expressed their concerns about you being alone, so you told them about what happened and about Mickey, his good deed, and his company. Understandably so, they responded with apprehension. And for some reason, you felt comfortable enough to disclose this with him.

"May I?" he mused, holding his hand out to ask for your phone. In this short time you met and interacted with him, you felt like you could trust him enough. So, you handed him the phone.

Instantly, he smiled and instantly, you knew he was up to something. Nothing malicious. Just...something.

He opened the camera app and proceeded to record himself.

"Hi! I know it's super suspicious that your friend is alone with some strange guy. I'm not sure how else to alleviate your very valid worries other than..." he trailed off before smiling widely and starting back up with a burst of energy this time. "My name is Mickey Garcia. Age 23. 5'7. I'm a college graduate and currently a Naval Aviation Officer candidate. " You had thought the cherry on top was when he shared his phone number, his licence plate number, and the model and make of his rental car. But then, he topped it. "And I like long walks on the beach," his smile was blinding and you could tell he was genuinely entertained with himself. "So there's your leverage and you have my guarantee that your cute friend is safe with me"

The last thing he said was so smooth and so casual that you almost missed it. Almost. And that's why you felt your cheeks go hot. You were glad he was too busy to notice, occupied with the task of replaying and reviewing the video before sending it to your group chat. He also managed to send a closed caption, recognizing that they might not be in an area of the music festival where they could hear the audio coming from their phones.

He handed your phone back after that, which you were grateful for because your friends immediately texted you back with embarrassing messages. You would have melted if he saw. "HE'S CUTE. AND HE SAID YOU'RE CUTE." "YOU HAVE HIS NUMBER NOW!" "I swear to all that is holy, if you don't make a move." And it went on and on.

"My friends approve," you informed him, causing the man to chuckle.

"OH!" Mickey jumped up. "This is one of my favourite songs," he beamed. He held is hand out. "Come on!! Dance with me!" My God, is this man even real?!

Grabbing his hand, he pulled you up effortlessly.

So, you danced. In fact, the two of you danced and sung along in that empty area until your bodies and voices were tired.

And as you both basked in the fun, delight, and silliness of the moment, Mickey proposed. Not that kind of proposal. Not yet at least.

"Do you wanna go grab milkshakes?" he asked, trying to catch his breath. "I mean we can get something to eat, too, if you like. But I'd love a milkshake right about now."

You furrowed your brows. It was a very tempting offer but... "What about my friends?? What about yours??" you questioned.

"They can come too!"

And so, you both texted your respective friend groups, all of them agreeing to tag along.

That's how you found yourself at an outdoor patio, enjoying drinks, jokes, and company in the cool summer air.

And that's when you and Mickey's story really started...with a meet cute.

author's note: hope you enjoyed! all your comments and feedback mean everything! and please do let me know if you are interested in another part or even a series :)

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