#and omg no worries on sending in a request... i think i'll keep them up for a While as of rn so no rush !

[hoonigiris]

whhdjw i did not expect u to see my tags but im so glad you did!! i try to be consistent with leaving feedback for writers but sometimes i forget to send in an actual message so im glad you still got to know how much i loved “things we never said”!! i also really liked “bye bye my blue” god u really have a way with angst.. as i said before, ive lost hope in enha fics but i will happily camp here waiting patiently for ur next work ❤️

now to brainstorm a drabble request… i honestly have no particular ideas i just love reading your writing, esp angst and yearning which uve mastered

what the heck this ask is so sweet 😭😭😭 of course i would see your tags omg i hold every piece of feedback dearly to my heart :( thank You for leaving feedback in the first place dfssdfmsf not to sound like an echo chamber or anything but meaningful feedback on tumblr dot com seems like a pipe dream most of the time :') and GAH!!!! pleaaaseee don't flatter me like that my heart is sooo so fragile and my ego is so easily inflatable pls don't gas me up like that!!!!! (but yes... i do love making the characters i write Unhappy... it feels Intimate ❤️)

my next work is actually going to be Silly and Unserious HAHA its definitely a Break from all things gloomy and depressing but i hope you will enjoy it as well!

[zmbiesuga]

I literally jumped with joy when you fallowed me back omg ily sm. So I was at the doctors and my doctor told me how he proposed to his wife and it was so sweet. He said he was stressed from finals and he had like a dream that his wife died and he dreamed of everything he couldn’t do with her. So when he woke up it was like 2 in the morning and he ran to his room to get the ring he had. He had it for two whole like years but ran to her dorm and begged her to say yes because he couldn’t wait. Could you write a fic of kuroo doing that with his boyfriend?

JUMP THEN FALL — k. tetsuro x m!reader

sypnosis: kuroo has always known that he wanted to marry you, and he's always said that he'll do it when he knows it's right. what's more perfect than asking after he had a dream about you dying?

warnings: mentions of death (nothing too graphic but still), kuroo being a fucking loser dork but i adore him so it's fine <3, fluff, happy ending!, angst if you squint really really hard, kuroo and reader are in their last year of college in this one, but i'm not in college yet so idfk how it works but i'll pretend i do!! use of the petnames 'babe' and 'baby'

notes: okay i'm so so sorry this took so long, i had a really bad depressive episode, i hope you like it, this request is really cute and i had a lot of fun writing it :D and two, that is so nice of you to say omg :( of course i followed you back, you always send me requests, you interact with my stuff a lot and you're just really nice so thank you for that <3

Kuroo has always wanted to marry you, it's the one thing he's been sure of in his entire life.

When you bring up marriage to him, however, he just tells you to "be patient" and that he'll "do it when he knows it's right" which constantly keeps you on your toes in case your dork of a boyfriend decides that the "right time" is during one of your lectures or at any inappropriate time really.

It kept Kuroo on his toes too, because what you don't know is that in the far-right corner of his sock drawer holds a small velvet box with a beautiful band inside of it. Every day he can feel his hand graze over the box, thinking to himself, maybe now is the right time.

But then he shakes his head, and decides it isn't.

And besides, as much as Kuroo loves you, he has finals to worry about. And they're really kicking his ass.

Although most people would peg Kuroo as the focused studious type (which he tried so desperately to be), the truth was that he tried so hard to procrastinate as much as possible. However, was it really procrastination if he needs the sleep?

When it was to avoid studying for finals, yes it was.

"Kuroo, sleeping to avoid studying for finals is not something you should do," your voice rippled out through the speaker of his phone, "especially if it's every single time you have them."

"Babe, you are the one who is constantly nagging me to sleep more," he rebutted, that stupid cocky tone he always had lingering in the back of his throat ever present, "I'm finally listening to you, I think you should take that as a win."

"Kuroo," your voice cracked again through that shoddy android speaker again, a certain firmness to it this time, "please promise me that you'll study, you're gonna hate yourself if you don't."

"Baby, I promise you I will, you know my word to you is good," he replied, you could hear that fucking cocky grin etching itself onto his face, "right after my little nap. I love you; I'll talk to you soon."

After you too bid your goodbyes, Kuroo made himself as comfortable on that dorm room mattress as he could, until his eyes got heavy, and he drifted off to sleep.

Kuroo could have sworn it was real.

The chase, your blood curdling scream, the way his stomach dropped to the soles of his feet when he realized he was too late.

It wasn't until he shot up in bed with that same nauseous feeling sitting in his chest as his breath came out panicked and labored had he realized it was nothing but a fucked-up dream.

Kuroo had never been so happy to wake up.

Slowly, but surely, he had calmed himself down. His breath returning to normal as the nauseous feeling in his chest disappeared, what didn't disappear, however, was that he didn't want to live life without you. He didn't want to graduate without you beside him, he didn't want to start a company without you there cheering him on along the way, and he sure as hell didn't want to imagine having a family with anyone else that wasn't you. Life was too short for hesitation, it was too short for his hesitation.

He quickly rushed out of bed, pulling an old hoodie over his torso, slipping on his shoes, and rifling through his drawer to grab that velvet box that had been sitting there for two years, begging to be let free.

Luckily for him, your dorm wasn't far from his. He hadn't even bothered to check the time on his phone, where the light flashed a large: 2:03 A.M. at him, he didn't care if his frantic speed walking down the hallway woke up everyone on that floor, he was only worried about getting to you.

When he got to your dorm, he rapped his fist against the door so hard he could've sworn that his knuckles would crack open. The door opened to a very annoyed you, but he didn't care if he interrupted your sleep, or your studying, he was just so elated to see you in front of him.

"Kuroo, what the hell?" you seethed, "It's two in the morning, what on earth —"

You were quickly cut off by Kuroo dropping to one knee in the doorway of your dorm room, pulling out that velvet box in all its glory, revealing that beautiful band you had mentioned liking to him once, you couldn't control the way your mouth slightly dropped in confusion, a wave of emotions hitting you like a tsunami.

"(Y/n), please, just listen to me," he blurted out in an almost pleading tone, "I've always wanted to wait until the right moment to ask you this, but recently, I've realized that the right moment was in front of me the entire time."

You tried to get a word in, but Kuroo's word vomit was faster.

"(Y/n), I've realized there is so much I want to do with you, so much that I can't do without you," he said, you swore you could see the tears well in the corner of his eyes, "everything from this point forward is useless if I can't do it with you by my side, so I'm begging you, even though it's two a.m. and we're both in our pajamas with messy hair and dark circles under our eyes, will you make me the happiest man alive, and marry me?"

It was your turn to be stunned, you stared down at your boyf — fiancée, in front of you with stained sweatpants and an old Nekoma sweatshirt barely big enough to cover his torso asking you to marry him at two in the morning.

You stayed quiet for so long, it scared Kuroo. Maybe this wasn't the right time, you two were still in college, this was all so sudden, so impulsive, he should have waited, he should have —

All these thoughts were expelled from his head as he felt your body weight push against his, squeezing him so tight in an embrace that he could barely breath.

"Yes," you whispered against the side of his neck, he could feel the tears from your eyes splashing there as well, "oh my god Kuroo, yes, a million times over."

He smiled softly at you, resting his own head against your shoulder as you held him in your arms. If this is what the rest of his life looked like, then god was he excited for it.

[before-it-felt-like-a-sin]

omg okay I have a hurt/comfort request (I loooove all your writing btw 💕💕)

So reader goes with Tai and Van on the expedition south, and ends up with a leg scratch, however they hide it whilst helping Van back, because it’s ‘less important’.

When half the group arrives back to tell the others that Van is injured they go out instantly, Nat sorta notices the readers slow pace but didn’t think much of it.

Once they’re all back at the cabin and watching Van get patched up, the reader sits down, deathly pale from blood loss, Nat realises something is really wrong and she’s worried sick 😣

She gets you to admit to you leg wound and rolls up your jeans to see how bad it is and her face visibly drops. Reader prepares themselves for harshness but Nat is so sweet and gentle and worried, she can’t even comprehend scolding.

Nat bandages the wound and comforts the readers pain so sweetly, (being like “I know, I know it hurts, I’m nearly done”) and gets her to bed etc, reader falls asleep with her head in Nats lap

It's Gonna Be Okay, Baby

Summary: Your explorative trip ended worse than imagined, and your girlfriend helps patch you up.

Warnings: canon typical depictions of violence, injury, and mentions of death (nobody dies dw), mentions of nausea and vomiting, mentions of passing out

Thank you anon, for the compliment! It means a lot :)

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You stood in the cabin, alone with Natalie as the rest of the girls stood outside, waiting to send everyone off.

"Y/n, please. Stay here. I want you here." Natalie was practically begging you, but you'd already made up your mind. You were going. Going wit Tai and Van and the others. You had to.

"I'm going with them. Taissa's finally doing something, and I'm not leaving her. I know that you can't go, that you have to find food for the others. But this is my way of helping. You can see that, right?" You take her hands in yours, squeezing them gently.

"They'll be fine without you, please. I'm sure they'll be alright. I just-" She inhales, composing herself. "I just want to make sure that you'll be safe."

"I will. But I'm going to be safe out there, finding help. I have to do this."

For a moment, it looks like she's going to keep arguing, that defiant look still in her eyes. But she softens after a moment, nodding. She knows that this is important to you, that you want to do what you can for the good of everyone. That didn't make the fact that you were leaving her hurt any less.

You almost say it for the first time. I love you. The words are on the tip of your tongue. They have been ever since you crashed, ever since you kissed that first time in the middle of the night, both of you unable to sleep. The two of you'd been dancing around romance for months, and it took a goddammed plane crash to get you to admit your feelings.

Instead, you opted for silence and a hug tighter than any you'd given her before. You hoped that it conveyed everything you were thinking.

I love you. I need you. I promise everything will be alright. I'll be back.

She hugged back, hands grasping at the back of your t-shirt. When you pulled away from the hug, she looked at you for a moment, seemingly drinking you in. Like she wanted to commit every part of you to memory.

The two of you walked outside, Natalie trailing behind you. Tai and the others who decided to come with her were already in the midst of saying goodbyes. Van comes up to hug Natalie, and you move to find Shauna and Lottie.

Lottie finds you first, pulling you in for a tight hug.

"Stay safe, okay? I don't have the best feeling about you leaving." She sounds genuinely terrified, and you squeeze your arms around her reassuringly.

"We'll be fine, Lot. Nothing's going to happen to us." You release her from the hug, and spot Shauna a few feet away.

She gives a small smile as you approach, and you return the look. Unlike Lottie, she doesn't say anything, just gives you a quick hug. Shauna's never been overly sappy or sentimental, but you know she loves you.

Once everyone had said their goodbyes, you turned to start your trek south. Before you can fully leave the clearing, Nat grabs your wrist to pull you into another hug. It doesn't say as much as the one you shared inside the cabin, since everyone was around. But you felt the love in it nonetheless.

When she pulled away, you give her another quick smile and turn to follow the rest of the group. You don't want to be too far behind.

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In front of you, Tai and Van chattered on about horror movies and the bone necklace Lottie gave to Van. You couldn't help but feel jealous that your own girlfriend wasn't there. Not that there was any solid confirmation from either of them that they were together, but you knew. They were always sneaking off together, always glued to the hip, always coming back from foraging with puffy lips and messed up hair. It was endearing, in a way.

Part of you wanted to be upset that Taissa hadn't at least told you about the relationship, but it wasn't like you had revealed to her your own sexuality, let alone your relationship with Nat. So you let it slide. Everyone was entitled to their own secrets.

With Taissa occupied by Van, and Mari and Akilah being attached at the hip, that left you with Misty to talk to or to be alone with your thoughts. You chose the latter. Not that you disliked Misty, but she could be a lot to deal with sometimes. You were already preoccupied enough, you didn't need to end up snapping at Misty and have everyone pissy at you.

So, you walked alone with your thoughts. Thoughts about what might happen on this trip, thoughts about what Lottie was saying earlier about having a "bad feeling". But mostly, you thought about Nat and what she might be doing right now. Hunting, probably. She didn't do much else. She could be talking to Shauna, or more likely Lottie, or even Coach. It was a little upsetting knowing that she wasn't here with you, but you also knew she had a responsibility to the rest of the team. She was their hunter, even if there wasn't much to hunt anymore.

All of a sudden, you felt your foot catch on something and you lurch forward, stumbling right into Van. Luckily, she catches you, and she's laughing.

"God, fuck, I'm an idiot. I wasn't watching where I was going. Sorry, Van." By now, you're smiling, too, and you can hear giggles from behind you.

"You didn't twist your ankle, did you? It'd kind of suck if someone had to be your crutch until we found civilization," she joked, clearly not upset at all.

you right yourself and do a quick assessment, noting that everything felt and looked fine. "I think I'm good. I'll pay more attention, promise."

With that, you all continued on for a couple more hours before the sun began to set. Mari and Misty started a fire, and everyone else just sat around the firepit, getting warm and comfortable. Well, as comfortable as you can get in the middle of the woods.

After a few beats of silence, Van starts to tell everyone the plot of some rom-com that she had watched. It was entertaining to hear about, especially since you hadn't seen a movie in months, and the one she wad describing was one you hadn't watched. She rattled on for was probably twenty to thirty minutes. Not that you had much sense of time out here, especially at night.

Then, you heard it. Wolves. Everyone froze for a moment, remembering Coach Ben's words from months ago.

"Wolves are scared of humans. Plus, they sound pretty far away. No one has to worry," Tai assured everyone, her words sounding so firm nothing could convince you that they weren't true.

"You know who does have to worry? Our girl Sandy." Van quickly goes back to her retelling of the movie, and you relax a bit. By the time she finishes explaining the plot, everyone seems ready to go to sleep. You volunteer to take first watch, knowing it would be easier for you to stay awake rather than have to wake up later.

As everyone else fell asleep, you sat with your thoughts. It started to hit you that this might not have been your best idea, but it was too late to back out now. You missed Natalie, you missed the warmth of all the other girls in the cabin, you missed feeling at least a little bit safe. You honestly wished you were still trekking through the woods, because at least then everyone would be awake.

Taking a deep breath, you try to calm your racing nerves. Everything was fine. You were doing this to find help, and you weren't going to go back empty-handed. They needed you. Natalie needed you.

So you watched, and you waited, and you stayed awake until it physically felt impossible for you not to fall asleep. When you knew you couldn't keep your eyes open much longer, you gently shook Taissa awake.

"Tai... Taissa, wake up. It's your turn." She barely moved, and you were surprised. It wasn't that Tai was normally a light sleeper, but if someone intended to wake her up, it was never this difficult. You knew that, often sharing a room with her, both for away games and sleepovers.

"Taissa. Tai." With that, she finally woke up, still a bit groggy.

"Sorry, Tai, really. But I can't stay awake any longer."

She just stares at you for a moment before slowly sitting up, nodding as she does. It almost feels as if you're back home, waking her up for breakfast at one of your many sleepovers. Almost.

You shoot her a grateful smile and curl up on the ground, begging for sleep to take you. It does, quickly, and you're relieved for that.

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The next morning, everyone wakes up only a bit worse for wear. Dirt on the arms, hair messy, mouths tasting like shit. Not much you can do now, but it's still a slight annoyance.

It doesn't take much to get everyone moving, the promise of finding help nudging you along. The morning goes by largely uneventfully, a little less chatter and a little slower than yesterday, but you move.

That is, until you find the dark red stream. The water honestly just looks brown to you, but Van's paranoia about Lottie's dream isn't helpful for morale, but neither is Taissa's outburst. Sometimes you wonder how the two of them could possibly fit together the way that they do, but somehow it works.

The afternoon brings a little more tension, now tired and already grumpy. No one is talking, save for Misty, and it's honestly driving you a bit insane. But you suck it up and smile, trying to bring everyone's mood up, at least a bit.

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You take first watch again tonight, to avoid a fight between Tai and Van on who should get to sleep first. It largely goes the same as the night before, trying to stay awake as long as you can to help the girls to sleep for longer, waking Tai up before falling dead asleep.

It's only about an hour later when it happens. First, of course, you hear Van's screams. It takes a moment to process what's going on, and when you do, you immediately jump into action with the others. Fighting off the wolves. You don't know how long you're like that before Taissa appears, finally scaring them away, but by then it's too late.

Van's dead.

Building the pyre, you almost feel numb. Nothing is going on inside your head, except for mild grief at the loss of a friend. So, it's no surprise that you don't notice the large gash on your upper thigh. The adrenaline coursing through you blocks away the pain.

When you do notice, it's an easy decision to cover it up. You'd be fine, it wasn't that bad. Honestly, it barely hurt. That's what you told yourself, anyways.

So, you change your pants before Van's makeshift funeral.

"Really?" Van chokes awake, sputtering on her own blood. "Fire?"

In an Instant, Taissa is hysterical, and everyone is moving Van off of the lit pyre. Part of you is relieved, the other terrified.

Misty helps Taissa to wrap Van's face as best as possible, and you again forget about the pain in your leg. When you start moving back to the cabin, you can barely feel it, you're so focused on getting Van back alive.

"Just leave me here to die." It hits you like a punch to the gut, and you can't imagine how it feels for Tai.

"No. We're getting you back there." Taissa is firm, and you're grateful for her. When she tells the four of you to go on, you do it.

In hindsight, you aren't even sure how you managed to make it back. Your jeans were soaked with blood, a combination of both yours and Van's.

You practically collapse into Natalie when you see her, only managing to get out "Van," before trying to drag her into the woods. Luckily, Misty and Akilah seem to be more eloquent, explaining to the rest of the Yellowjackets what happened.

It doesn't take long for everyone to get moving, wasting no time in trying to find Taissa and Van.

"Van!"

"Tai!"

"Taissa!"

You join in on the yelling, trying to keep up with everyone else. your leg is beginning to really hurt now, but you force yourself to keep pushing. Van needs you.

"Is she okay? She's limping," Natalie asks Akilah, voice low, as if she doesn't want you to hear.

"She tripped the other day, it might just be because of that. I'm sure she's fine." Suddenly, you're grateful for your fall. You didn't need someone freaking out over you instead of Van.

It isn't long after that you find them, curled up together on the forest floor. Taissa looks determined, more determined than she ever has before. And Van looks horrible. But with the help of Shauna and Natalie, she stands enough to drag her back to the cabin.

The stitches are the worst part. Everyone holding her down, the screams. You want to cover your ears and cry, but you don't. You hold Van down as she gets her stitches, and when she's done, you all but collapse on the floor.

Natalie comes to sit next to you, wrapping her arm around your shoulder.

"Hey. Are you okay? I noticed that you were limping earlier. And you've got blood all over you." She looks concerned, but you brush her off.

"It's Van's. And I tripped the other day." Neither thing was a lie, but it definitely wasn't the truth either.

"Y/n, seriously. You're pale as shit, you're limping. Just let me check your leg, okay?" She looks at you, and you immediately cave. It's easier to just pull off your pants, and by this point everyone has seen your underwear anyway.

She looks genuinely terrified, and you brace yourself for harshness, for "I told you so" or "Why wouldn't you say anything?" or "How could you be so stupid?"

Instead, Natalie softens, looking more worried than you'd ever seen her, save for the plane crash. She inspects the gash, noting the length and depth of it. You don't want to look, knowing how ugly it had looked before, sure it was worse now.

"Shit, fuck, okay. Relax, I'm going to get Misty or Akilah, and they can sew it up for you. It's gonna be okay, baby." She squeezes your hand softly before finding Akilah and the same needle and thread used on Van. She also brings water, and a stick for you to bite down on.

You take the water gratefully, sipping it slowly. The blood loss is making you dizzy and nauseous. While passing out could be a blessing when getting stitches, vomiting wouldn't be.

Nat sits beside you again, holding your hand as Akilah starts the stitches. You cry out, gripping Natalie's hand tightly.

"Shh, it's okay, it's going to be fine, you've got this." She keeps whispering soft, reassuring words to you, and you've never been more grateful for her in your life.

The stitches make you feel ten times worse, and it takes all your strength not to lose consciousness. You focus on Natalie next to you, trying to match her slow, steady breathing. It helps a little, and so does the fact that she's still telling you how strong you are, how amazing you're doing.

Finally, Akilah finishes, and you breathe a sigh of relief.

"You should wrap it up with a clean bandage," Akilah says to Natalie, and you know she means with a strip of cloth. Nat nods, grabbing one of her own t-shirts and ripping a strip from it.

"I'm gonna have to touch it, I'm sorry." She genuinely looks so sad, but you're grateful for the help.

"No, it's okay." When she hears you, she just nods again before wrapping the cloth around the wound. You wince, but the sting is mild compared to all that you'd been through in the past 24 hours.

Nat sits next to you again, and you're so exhausted that you don't care who sees you. You lie your head in Natalie's lap, and she immediately starts running her hand over your hair. It's nice, soft and intimate, something not readily available in the Wilderness. You drink all of it in, the way her thighs feel under your head, the way her hand feels on your hair.

"I love you." The words are firm, like they're the realest thing in this place. You feel Natalie's breath hitch for a second, but you don't have time to worry about what it could mean.

"I love you too." She leans down to press a kiss to your temple, and you swear this is heaven.

It doesn't take long after that to fall asleep, feeling safer than you have in months.

[tonberry-yoda]

Please could I request the fluff alphabet for Caesar Zeppeli as I love this man so much 💙💙

Caesar Zeppeli Fluff Alphabet

notes: I honestly love doing these fluff alphabets so flippin much dude. I get to expand on characters and just have a ton of fun!! thanks so much for the request and I really hope you enjoy!!! sending lots of love and hoping you stay hydrated <333

based on this post

A CTIVITIES - WHAT DO THEY LIKE TO DO WITH THEIR S/O? HOW DO THEY SPEND THEIR FREE TIME WITH THEM?

kiss you. i mean kiss you. i mean kiss you. i mean kiss you. i mean- No fr tho this man loves to kiss you. Like he would take you on TONS of romantic dates and then just get home and kiss you everywhere

B EAUTY - WHAT DO THEY ADMIRE ABOUT THEIR S/O? WHAT DO THEY THINK IS BEAUTIFUL ABOUT THEM?

Everything. But especially your eyes and lips. Eyes are the window to the soul and that man will never take his eyes off of yours. But like he would also look at your lips all the time lol

C OMFORT - HOW WOULD THEY HELP THEIR S/O WHEN THEY FEEL DOWN/HAVE A PANIC ATTACK ETC.?

He would whisper lovely things in your ear and try to help you as best he can. He would hold you close and just let you take your time. If you need anything, he can help in any way possible <3

D REAMS - HOW DO THEY PICTURE THEIR FUTURE WITH THEIR S/O?

MARRIAGE. Omg he thinks about getting married to you everyday. He honestly can't imagine you two breaking up or separating. He loves how close you are and would do anything to keep that going

E QUAL - ARE THEY THE DOMINANT ONE IN THE RELATIONSHIP, OR RATHER PASSIVE?

He acts like the dominant one, but we all know he's babygirl. That's all I'll put here thanks.

F IGHT - WOULD THEY BE EASY TO FORGIVE THEIR S/O? HOW ARE THEY FIGHTING?

He always tries to avoid fights. He doesn't like to see you upset so he never wants to be the one to cause any of it. So when you do fight, it's SUPER rare and he will always apologize and forgive you immediately. Arguments never last long luckily, so you never have to worry about fighting.

G RATITUDE - HOW GRATEFUL ARE THEY IN GENERAL? ARE THEY AWARE OF WHAT THEIR S/O IS DOING FOR THEM?

THIS MAN CANNOT BELIEVE HOW MUCH YOU DO FOR HIM! Even you existing makes him grateful. He is more than aware and thanks you every day for everything you do and always returns the favor <3

H ONESTY - DO THEY HAVE SECRETS THEY HIDE FROM THEIR S/O? OR DO THEY SHARE EVERYTHING?

He will hide nothing from you. He feels like he would be a bad partner if he did that, so he is super open and honest because he doesnt want shit to be caused because he lied. It's stupid and he would rather just tell you the truth and you be mad for a second then let it brew

I NSPIRATION - DID THEIR S/O CHANGE THEM SOMEHOW, OR THE OTHER WAY AROUND? LIKE TRYING OUT NEW THINGS OR HELPED THEM OVERCOME PERSONAL PROBLEMS?

You made him more open. He was willing to tell you a lot about his past and just talk more about his life without being scared. He made you more romantic lol ;) But you guys have been through a lot so just getting through that together has helped you both be better

J EALOUSY - DO THEY GET JEALOUS EASILY? HOW DO THEY DEAL WITH IT?

YES YES OMFG. Literally he sees you talking to another guy and he loses his mind a little ngl. He will run up to you and just grab your arm either pulling you away from said guy or letting said guy know that you two are dating by either kissing you or just hugging you and nagging you lolol

K ISS - ARE THEY A GOOD KISSER? WHAT WAS THE FIRST KISS LIKE?

O M G. Have you seen how he kisses women in the show???? HM??? HAVE YOU?!?!?? Like I would love a kiss from this romantic Italian man omfg. He always tastes good like mint or wine or something and he kisses you like it's always your last. God, that sounds wonderful. Your first kiss was under the moonlight after dinner and you can never forget how lovely it was <3

L OVE CONFESSION - HOW WOULD THEY CONFESS TO THEIR S/O?

He would walk up to you, kiss your hand, and tell you how beautiful you are. Then he would take you on a date. The rest is history. You really couldn't help but fall in love

M ARRIAGE - DO THEY WANT TO GET MARRIED? HOW DO THEY PROPOSE? WHAT WOULD THE MARRIAGE BE LIKE?

OMG YES. Literally more than anything. To be able to see you all dressed up for the wedding is his literal dream. He would propose to you in a very romantic setting (beach, fancy restaurant, etc.) and then the wedding would be wonderful and just like a dream. He wants it to be perfect and it really is <3

N ICKNAMES - WHAT DO THEY CALL THEIR S/O?

babe, baby, darling, honey, dear, love, my love, cute nicknames in italian

O N CLOUD NINE - WHAT ARE THEY LIKE WHEN THEY ARE IN LOVE? IS IT OBVIOUS FOR OTHERS? HOW DO THEY EXPRESS THEIR FEELINGS?

This man fell for you HARD. He cannot take his eyes or thoughts off of you. You pop into his mind every second causing him to smile at nothing. He would always get you stuff that makes him think of you and always remind you how much he loves you through words <3 It is definitely obvious to others lol

P DA - ARE THEY UPFRONT ABOUT THEIR RELATIONSHIP? DO THEY BRAG WITH THEIR S/O IN FRONT OF OTHERS? OR ARE THEY RATHER SHY TO KISS ETC. WHEN OTHERS ARE WATCHING?

Have you watched JJBA by any chance? Yeah. This man will brag you especially to Joseph and always kiss you or hold your hand right in front of him too just to piss him off and to get another kiss out of you. He really doesnt mind PDA like at all so yeah lol

Q UIRK - SOME RANDOM ABILITY THEY HAVE THAT’S BENEFICIAL IN A RELATIONSHIP.

Kindness and empathy. He will always be able to show you how much he loves you and respect you as well. He will never fail to be this loving boyfriend and make sure he is doing what he can to make you happy

R OMANCE - HOW ROMANTIC ARE THEY? WHAT WOULD THEY DO TO MAKE THEIR S/O HAPPY? CLICHÉ OR RATHER CREATIVE?

Sorry, quick question... HAVE YOU SEEN JJBA!??!?!? LIKE HELLO?!??!?! This man is SUPER DUPER romantic. Always taking you on walks on the beach and getting fancy dinners out. Expect roses all the time and chocolate too lmao. He might be a little... too romantic, but that never hurt anyone before lolol

S UPPORT - ARE THEY HELPING THEIR S/O ACHIEVE THEIR GOALS? DO THEY BELIEVE IN THEM?

Oh, 100%! He cares about you and your feelings and always wants everything you do to be validated by him. If you have support for him in his dreams, he will 115% show you that support right back. He also believes in you a lot because he knows you're both talented and capable :)

T HRILL - DO THEY NEED TO TRY OUT NEW THINGS TO SPICE OUT YOUR RELATIONSHIP? OR DO THEY PREFER A CERTAIN ROUTINE?

He really doesn't need a thrill. Sure, he's an adventurous guy always doing something new, but that doesn't mean he wants it in a relationship. He likes the routine you guys have set up and sticking to it makes him have a nice breath and never be scared to try something new

U NDERSTANDING - HOW GOOD DO THEY KNOW THEIR PARTNER? ARE THEY EMPATHETIC?

He probably knows you better than anyone. He can tell how you're feeling just based on body language. As said before, I think he is very empathetic and willing to help you in any way he can <33

V ALUE - HOW IMPORTANT IS THE RELATIONSHIP TO THEM? WHAT IS IT’S WORTH IN COMPARISON TO OTHER THINGS IN THEIR LIFE?

THIS RELATIONSHIP IS EVERYTHING TO HIM. Without you, he feels empty. He cannot simply live without you and he will be willing to help you out with anything that isn't sticking with you if that is the case. He loves you so so much and you truly are one of the only things that makes him feel loved <3

W ILD CARD - A RANDOM FLUFF HEADCANON.

He is really good at braiding hair. If you have long hair he loves playing with it and even if you have shorter hair he just loves playing with it <3

X OXO - ARE THEY VERY AFFECTIONATE? DO THEY LOVE TO KISS AND CUDDLE?

One more time... HAVE YOU SEEN JOJO'S!?!?!?? Ofc he loves kisses and cuddles. Mans needs that from you. He cannot get enough of you kissing all over him and snuggling in his arms and vise versa

Y EARNING - HOW WILL THEY COPE WHEN THEY’RE MISSING THEIR PARTNER?

Pouty. Yeah. He will piss of Jojo saying how much he misses you lol. he really just feels sad and lonely and gets VERY pouty lolol

Z EAL - ARE THEY WILLING TO GO TO GREAT LENGHTS FOR THE RELATIONSHIP? IF SO, WHAT KIND OF?

Oh ofc! He is willing to take a bullet for you and protect you at any cost! He loves you so so so so much and will do ANYTHING for you <3

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[nogenderbee]

Hello! Could i request yandere niigo with a gn reader? If not thats fine have a nice day/night~ <3

OMG, yes of course you can!! I swear I love yandere aus so much I'm starting to worry about my mental state- but anyway, I kinda just did headcanons about how they would act so I hope you'll enjoy it as much as I did <3

Kanade, Mafuyu, Ena, Mizuki as yanderes

TagList: @bleachtheidiot @no1mizukifan @hakulivesformusic @modyuki @qxmmi

TW: yandere, manipulation, bullying, killing

⊱ Kanade is the type to be quiet yandere, she will be her usual and tires self around you, and rarely leave her room

⊱ as its partially true, she can leave when something is happening to you to help you out

⊱ she's definitely the type to use internet to make her opponent give up mentally

"I'm sure it's them! They were talking badly about them behind their back... I'll make sure they feel the same... no, even worse pain."

⊱ she's the type to secretly connect your phone microphone and camera to her computer so she can watch and listen to your every move

⊱ she's also the type to keep recording or photos thanks to that and keep them all in folder just in case

⊱ if you meet with someone and she'll be able to see how they look, she'll find them and only contact them when they hurt you

⊱ surprisingly she doesn't really mind you having friends as long as you remember who you belong to and you're spending more time with her then with them

⊱ she's not really into kidnapping but she will more likely manipulate you to stay in her room for longer

⊱ like she'll pretend to be sick ramble to you about how lonely she had been lately to make you feel guilty and stay for longer

⊱ Mafuyu is also the type to be slightly quiet yandere, not letting ant signs out in public but once you're in private and she has any worries, she'll let her nature out

⊱ she'll always act nice to people she's against to, just to lure them into thinking she's a "good girl" and actually just wants to have a chat in dark alley

⊱ you can see where that goes... she usually brings them unconscious first so they won't scream and then murders them

⊱ she's also very good from biolog and chemistry so she doesn't leave a single trace of her work

⊱ honestly, she's a little brutal even to you... if you do something she considers a betrayal, she'll hit or harm you slightly, not to cause too much pain but also for you to learn your lesson

"YN... I'm not a monster, I'm just doing this for your own good... Don't you see how disloyal you had become?"

⊱ she doesn't mind kidnapping, if that's what will keep you in your place and make you loyal, she'll gladly do it

⊱ of course, she doesn't keep you in her house, she can't risk someone would hear you, so she probably finds other spot and makes it comfy for you

⊱ I mean... she did made Miku kick out other Nightcord members so surely she can keep you there against your will as well

⊱ Ena definitely won't hide how crazy she is for you, no matter if she's in public, around her friends or in private with you

⊱ if someone even looks at you when you're spending time together, she'll send them angry glare and if they have the audacity to even talk with you then oh boy, let me tell you about her elimination methods

⊱ she's literally read to kill someone in public on everyone's eyes but then only thing that keep her away from doing it is that she knows she won't be able to protect you when she's in prison

⊱ so she sticks with kidnapping them, she simply uses something heavy to knock them out and then she tortures them

⊱ that's actually another part of her, she LOVES to torture her rivals and thinks that gift like "head of random person who flirted with you" is the best gift you could've asked for

"Look what I got you! Isn't it lovely~? ... Do you remember him? He's the one who has been flirting with you that day!"

⊱ yeah... she's probably the most craziest out of them all

⊱ she also won't mind kidnapping you but she'll definitely keep you in her room, tied up to something so you can walk but not too far away

⊱ but don't worry, she'll let you go once she's sure you're loyal and once she gets enough of your affections but unfortunately for you... she never will

⊱ alright, so Mizuki is the type to show their yandere nature only around others and never around you

⊱ they're the type to smile when you're looking at them and someone is flirting with you but as soon as you look away, they have the scariest face and silently threaten them with a knife

⊱ their elimination method is simple: kill the enemy as quick as possible and with minimum mess

⊱ the thought of getting all dirty isn't really so happy for them but they do what they have to do

⊱ they would never kidnap you or keep you in one place but they would rather if you wouldn't have any friends so your attention would be only on them

⊱ but of course, it's not all, they have a habit of stealing borrowing something without you even knowing and keeping them in their room, maybe even in shrine made just for you

"Omg!!! That's YNs tissue!! Oh it HAS to go on top place in my shrine!"

⊱ I just feel like they're the type of yandere to cherish and kiss the ground you walk on

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[sochawrites]

Can you making a Corey Cunningham fic fem reader omg please I love him

Hi there Anon!

I don't write for Corey for a) I don't vibe with him and b) becouse of my personal opinion, but I'd like to keep that off of this side blog (although he is kinda cute in a way).

!BUT!, since you're the first person to request anything, and I still haven't posted rules for sending requests in, I will try and make something up for you :)

And if you're looking for someone who will write for Corey in general, I'd suggest @trashyslashers, @slash-me-please and @murdrdocs

(sorry for tagging)

Fight for me

Corey Cunningham x reader

You were still relatively new in Haddonfield, moving in long after the Halloween night massacre and the tragic babysitting that took place the year after, but you never bothered to look into what happened. Which resulted in weird side looks from other citizens whenever you expressed unfamiliarity with these topics. But you got used to them after a while.

That might have been the main reason you never bat an eye towards the judgmental faces people threw at you whenever you were seen with the young Cunningham boy.

"Yeah, yeah, Corey over there is free right now, he will have a look at it. Corey! Come here kid!", that was the first time you ever heard his name, the first time you saw his face. You couldn't help but fall hard for his dorky smile and puppy eyes, only magnified by his round glasses. Corey, himself was taken aback by how polite and sweet you were towards him, as most of the city outright hated him. You decided to push your luck and ask him on a date, to which he happily agreed. Who knew a broken car could take you to such treasure?

You made your relationship official a few weeks later. His mother obviously disapproved, believing you weren't good enough for her boy, but she decided to protest silently since you were probably the only woman in town who wanted to talk to and spent time with Corey.

"You seriously don't know anything about the incident?" he asked you once after you encountered a rather rude waitress on one of your dates. "I don't. By any means, if you want to tell me, go ahead, but I don't think it's so bad that the whole town has to treat you like that." "Aaa… It's a long story… and I think you're better off not knowing."

It was very early in the morning, you stayed up all night preparing for the upcoming Halloween and were ready to go to sleep when frantic knocking at the front door stopped you on your way upstairs. Now, Haddonfield might have not been known for being the safest city, but its only serial killer certainly didn't knock, so you weren't worried about opening the door.

But you did become quite worried when you opened the door.

"Holy shit! Corey! You look awful, what happened?" Your boyfriend was slumping against the doorframe, looking all beat up, jaw tightened in pain. "It was those kids again, they cornered me up…" say less, you were already dragging him inside your home. "Did they corner you up in the sewers? You smell like shit… Go sit in the kitchen, I'll bring you something to change into and-" you were already running off to fetch a few things when Corey caught your wrist "Y/N, I have to tell you something."

You smiled and reached your free hand to his face, caressing lightly over the bruised skin "You'll tell me once I patch you up, ok?". And with that, you were off upstairs, rummaging through your partially shared wardrobe for clothes you then quickly brought to him, before going to look for a first-aid kit.

Once you got back, Corey, who has already changed, was sitting at the table. You walked up to him and pushed aside his soft curly locks to better assess the damage done. His dark eyes were looking into your soul, you could tell there was something heavy on his mind. You noticed some bruises forming on his neck. "Did the kids have tried to choke you?" you asked while you soaked some cotton pads in disinfection, "No, that was an unrelated incident, but, listen…". Corey flinched a bit when the pad brushed against his scratched cheek, "I'm listening…", you threw him a soft smile.

"I killed someone."

He told you about the kid he was looking after three years ago, the accident that completely changed his life. Corey looked so broken, definitely fighting with himself about whether or not he should've told you. It was safe to say it knocked the wind out of your sails. "Now that you know, can you face the crowd? Can you be seen with me and still be proud?"

You let out a heavy sigh and put aside the cotton pad "Corey… God, I'm going to sound soo cheesy, but… let me quote something… I will fight for you if you will fight for me.". He smiled at that. "I love you Corey, and if people are picking fights with you, they're picking fights with me."

You leaned forward and kissed his forehead. Corey looked up at you, "Can you hold my hand?". You did so without any delay. He squeezed your hand in his own hold, lowering his gaze and concentrating on your intertwined fingers.

"…Sometimes I want this city to burn…" Corey murmured, mostly to himself, but you heard him. "We can always move away, leave the city behind if that's what you want" you went on caressing his cheek with your free hand, careful to avoid touching the scratches. He laughed a bit and shook his head "It's too late for that, I feel like the fire has already started…"

You tilted your head to make him explain what he meant, but he didn't elaborate. It didn't matter, you were going to find out soon enough.

[gaypanicmode7766259]

just the idea of being like “you might wanna put that bow down for a sec” and collapsing into carols arms and then she finds the wound on your stomach and has to press on it. just wanting to get you to safety hitting roadblocks and seeing u get pale and less alert. maybe reader has some kind of confession like “i just wanted to make you proud. that’s alll

Omg this immediately gave me an idea. I hope you all enjoy pain-

Also, I will still be writing for the poll too and any ideas you guys have for me, please send them because I love getting requests ^^

Oh.. you stupid little girl..

Carol peletier x reader

(Fem petname)

Warnings: angst, blood, wounds, near death experience (no one dies-)

Summary: You take a bullet for Carol

(I apologize for the end lol-)

I blinked in and out of consciousness.. I could hear bits and pieces of carol begging me just to keep my eyes open and her yelling for daryl who had taken the guy that shot me down.. I could feel the pain in my stomach.. it hurt so bad.. it was hard to breath without it hurting.. and head hurt from me falling..

I gasped loudly and my eyes shot wide open and I gripped her wrist as she firmly pressed on my wound.. "I know I know I know..." Carol whispered I could hear the worry in her voice.. I tried to squirm but it hurt worse.. "no! Don't move honey.. stay still... Daryl!" She yelled again.. and I slipped away again only to wake up a few minutes later from the pain as Daryl picked me up and ran with me.. i could hear carol telling me it's ok.. and I'll be ok.. and then I was out..

~hours later~

I let out a groan as I felt do much pain.. I slowly opened my eyes and looked at the ceiling.. "f.... fuck..." I tried to sit up. "Lay your dumbass down now." I heard a firm and pissed off voice say I looked over and saw Carol staring at me.. she was definitely fuming but I could still see the concern in her eyes..

"What the hell were you thinking!?" She shouted as I laid back down and I sighed quietly.. "carol-" "you got shot you could have died!" She cute me off.. "you would have gotten shot.." I said quietly.. "I don't care I would rather me be on that table-" "I didn't want you to get hurt!... I wanted you to be safe.. not hurt..." I said looking at her with tears in my eyes..

Carol just looked at me for a few seconds before her face softened, and she walked over to my bed and sat down on it, cupping my cheek in her hand gently.. "oh... you stupid little girl.." she whispered leaning down to kiss my forehead.. "don't you ever do that again.." "I.. I won't I'm sorry.."

"Wait! no, I'm a part of the grimes group now!!.."

[agent-love-101]

SOBS LOSES IT LOSSES IT PH MY GOD I LOVE THIS SOSOOSOSOS MUCH RAHHAJDBAJDNJSNDS YOU WROTE HIM SO WELL HES SUCH A !!! CREEP!! JABJSSNJSNSNS

oh my GODDDOSNSJNSJS I need to know how he reacted to reader returning home with groceries sooo bad, like him just soooo insecure and scared abt them leaving that he accuses them of doing something else bc they didn’t tell him— and how worried he was and what if they had gotten kidnapped or murdered and how would he know where to even look— etc,,

Reader putting the bags down and walking over to lace their hands around his neck and kiss his jaw before laying their head along his chest going “I’m here now, aren’t I?” And “I didn’t want to wake you up, you looked so sweet wrapped up in our blanket”

And RHANSKSNSJNAKSJS THE WAY THEY SAY OUR BLANKET AND HOW THEIR CHIN RESTS ON HIS STERNUM LOOKING UP AT HIM LIKE HE HOLDS ALL THE STARS IN THE NIGHT SKY AND -!!!!!

“But if it really scared you so much, I’ll wake you up next time, Maybe you can even tag along,“

which doesn’t sound like the best outcome because he still wants them to just stay inside while he goes out and gets whatever they need — create some sort of dependency plus make sure reader is kept to himself— but !! A win is a win !!

“It could be like a date”

And he doesn’t want to admit how quickly his entire resolve melts as soon as their hands touch his body and snake into his hair but he at least manages to mumble something about locks and keys before folding into the readers embrace which they (being the same one from the prompt —!) would respond by rubbing circles into his back and talking into his shoulder saying

“If that’s what you want,” with like such a nonchalant and Endeared voice as if he was asking to pick what they were eating rather than whether reader is allowed to leave the house by themselves or not,

!!!!!!!!!! I just !!! Love how you write him sosoosos much it’s soo insanely wet paper bag like that one asker said —!-!!-!-!-!

-🧵

YESSS OMG this is gonna be so fun to write omg, though you pretty much wrote all of it for me!! sorry I took a bit of a break; feeling some fandom fatigue (and I'm fixating on another fandom atm) but I'll try to get through all my requests!!

to put you in his perspective, when you leave his body goes into a full panic mode. his chest feels ice cold, like his blood has stopped circulating. he speeds through the apartment, knocking things down (strong or not, he still has a lot of power to send things to the floor, especially when he's frustrated.)

when you finally make it home, he's in hysterics. he's cried so hard he's gasping for air.

before you can ask if he's alright, he rushes toward you, grabbing your arms, keeping them forcefully at your sides, asking where you've been in such a loud panicked tone.

you are barely able to tell him you were simply on a late night grocery trip due to his frantic yelling. despite the yelling, you don't feel scared.

you're too busy comforting him to notice the locks are different. very different.

when you do, perhaps you think its a bit cute how he wants to lock you up...but he always forgets the brands you prefer. so to persuade him, you console him further. tell him you can both go next time...but he shakes his head.

despite you saying how it can be "like a date", he can't stand the thought of people looking at you. undressing you with their eyes.

gently caressing his arm, following the direction of moles as if connecting constellations, he can't help but soften up a little.

there's that other bit of johnny you love. the stammering one, the sweating one...your boyfriend.

"...w-well...um...maybe." he stammers out.

you know that answer will turn into a yes later...with a lot of work.

[whats-wild-to-you]

OMG hii ur back 😍 can i request? I thought about this when Jay was on tour but u were away too so I didnt want to bother u

can u write one for Jay’s POV when he finds a letter that u stuffed in between his clothes before he left for tour? like the letter is u wishing him well, asking him to rest and not work himself too hard, basically sappy fluff to make me cry

oh .. the feels 🥹🥹🥹

I guess you mean the Won Soju tour? Which, side note, is a BRILLIANT idea! When he mentioned it that he should maybe do a Won Soju tour instead of a ‘regular’ one … genius entrepreneurial mind at work 😍

Anywayyyyyyy…

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I dragged my suitcase inside the hotel room, kicking the door close with my foot. Suddenly being back home, in the U.S., felt bittersweet. On one hand I was dying to meet up with my friends again, on the other hand I kept thinking about who I left behind.

It's only been a couple months since we started dating, but she had already become a vital part in my life. Against my intuition, my strong will to separate business from private life, I found myself turning to her whenever I needed advice or a second opinion.

She would often stay over or I would sometimes crash at her place and we'd be like an old married couple, sharing chores and falling asleep next to each other in front of the tv.

Sighing, I immediately took out my phone to text her. Chuckling to myself, because she didn't demand it, but I felt the need to keep her updated nonetheless.

I'm in L.A. in my hotel room. Looks pretty nice. Kinda empty though.

I added a photo of the view and a selfie of me looking all mopey. After a minute I got a text back.

You'll do great. Fighting!

I was hoping for a more heartfelt response but remembered the time difference. She was probably at work right now and couldn't send lengthy texts.

My manager came in to check on me and told me we would be heading to the venue in a hour. I wanted nothing more than to take a nap but another text fron her made me jump in excitement.

I put a couple packets of your favorite ramen in your suitcase so you wouldn't get too homesick. It would be better if you took them out before you crush them.

Smirking at how well my wifey was taking care of me, I bent down, weeding through my clothes. Instead of ramen, I found a red envelope. Curious to see what it was, I took out a handwritten letter.

Hey babe, by now I think you've realized there's no ramen. Sorry for the fib. I just know how you never unpack, so I had to get you to go through your stuff to find this. I know I told you I didn't mind you traveling a lot, and I really don't, but I still miss the hell out of you! We've only been together for a short time but I can't imagine being away from you for too long. Why I didn't tell you all those things when we said our goodbyes you ask? Well, I didn't want to be clingy, or make you worry. I wanted you to enjoy your trip. I know it's mainly work, but I saw how excited you were to do this and I wanted you to have the best time ever! But please remember not too overwork yourself, cause I also know you tend to do that too. I'll be there with you in spirit, so whenever you feel anxious or nervous, imagine I'm right beside you, squeezing your hand reassuringly. Try not to miss me too much, and I promise you I'll do the same. When you come back I'll be waiting for you with your favorite food. Until then, with love. xxx

Wiping a stray tear away, I carefully folded the letter, put it back in its envelope and stuffed it inside my backpack together with my valuables. With trembling hands I called her.

"You know what I want to say, right? I don't want to say it over the phone."

'I know. You'll have countless of opportunities to do so very soon.'

"Okay. Now go back to work!"

I ended the call and let out a frustrated sigh. No matter how emotional I was right now, I was definitely not the right moment to drop the L-word.

[zeawesomebirdie]

I hope I can still send you asks and you can answer them? Just to say that I'm trying to do the Snarry rec list but my memory is SO BAD lol there are a few I know have to go on there but otherwise? I'm going to have to reread so much fic..... Not that it's an imposition of course, but it does feel weird taking a look through my collection and realising 1) there are less fics than I thought and 2) I can't associate any summary to so many of the titles! Where has my Snarry knowledge gone!! Anyway I realise I forgot to rec you Diagnosis by MaidenMotherCrone for Tomarry fics, which is an error because I'm not sure I'd want to reread it but it's really a Whole Thing in an overall positive way. Also I never gave you the name of the absolute epic I felt weird reccing on main because there's some niche kinks in it? Obviously you don't seem like you open a 500k fic and come out of it a week later without having done anything else but read it, given what you've said about taking breaks in Pacify (which tbh fair. A lot of stuff happens there) so giving you a 800k fic series on top of all the rest seemed a lot you know :') but whenever you want, you know where to find me hehe. Anyway I'll go like brush my teeth and all, hope this sends, bye bye!!

Looks like I can still receive asks! Whether or not you’ll be notified when I answer this (and I guess, also whether or not tumblr will even allow me to post it,,,) still remains to be seen, but based on last night’s experiment with @’ing you, you won’t be notified. I’ll try to keep my reblogging to a minimum until you’ve seen this!!

For what it’s worth, I did send in another support ticket this morning, but I’ll update my pinned post with that info after I’ve answered this

There is no rush at all for the snarry rec list!! Take your time beloved!! I agree that rereading all that fic isn’t all that bad of a thing, but omg, it must be so daunting to have that list to go through, even if it’s shorter than you thought it was! I mean, I’m sitting here with 12 pages in my marked for later tab on Ao3, while entirely forgetting to read both the fic I currently have open and the books I have from the library lol, so I can def relate to having a list to read through. Just please don’t feel rushed or even obligated, you have the best recs but really it’s okay if I wait for it!

(but tbh, at this point I’ve read enough snarry that I feel like I could make an actual rec list myself, even if like 90% of my bookmarks have come from the @houseofsnarry discord. I might have to do that. No one has asked for my recs since I totally flubbed that one ask requesting my quiobi recs and I revealed that at the time I wasn’t really reading, but now I read so much more, even if it’s primarily snarry and irl books. Idk. I’ll have to think about it and also wait until I get un-shadowbanned, and also also I’ll have to read a little bit more so I can round out any list like that,,,)

Omg so Diagnosis looks like an absolutely incredible fic 👀 that summary, those tags!! No worries about not remembering anything other than the positive vibes, I’ve loved literally everything you’ve rec’d thus far and I’m sure I’ll love this too!

Feel free to drop the name of that longfic btw 👀👀👀👀 I don’t often go for fics over 150k unless they come highly recommended, but most of the time I do finish them really quickly. I got through Unrestrained by Lizzy00305 in three days, All the Young Dudes by MsKingBean89 in about a week and a half, and, while they’re obv not fic, I did read the first five HP books in 8 days, and then HBP and DH in about a week and a half. It depends on what’s going on irl and how into the fic I am tbch.

Rn it’s taking me forever to get through Transparency by oldesthuntress even though it’s literally my favourite fic of all time only because I have so much going on irl. My fatigue will catch up to me soon enough, and all I’ll be capable of doing (affectionate) soon will be reading and animal crossing, and even if I can’t read it for a little bit, I do have surgery right before Christmas which will mean only reading for a few weeks!

(for what it’s worth, I’m currently planning to save Pacify for after surgery, because tbch I think that’s the perfect read for when I’ll be stuck in bed for two weeks!)

But anyway! Yes please drop that link! No fic is too long if it comes highly recommended!!

All my love to you beloved, I hope the rest of your day goes well!! Thanks for stopping in!!

[yanderedreamer]

...may I please request yandere hcs for Ijekiel because I am currently obssessed with him. HE'S SO PRECIOUS OMG EIDJDJSIJS MY IJEKIEL WHY YOU GOTTA BE SO CUTE

Yandere Ijekiel Alpheus / gender-neutral reader.

Synopsis: General yandere headcanons.

Warnings: Use of drugs.

You wouldn't suspect a single thing about him; that's just how good Ijekiel is at acting. As the heir of the Alpheus Duchy, he has to be able to ad lib his way through any of his mistakes, no matter how small they are. He has to be able to cover up his tracks to prevent the image you have of him from shattering like a broken illusion.

He's a gentleman around you, but he's kind to you in a way that he is to no one else. Always giving you the warmest of welcomes whenever you visit the Alpheus Duchy, and never missing a beat in offering to let you stay in the guest room that's the closest to his room. "It's so you can easily alert me of anything you need," he claims, even though you could always ask a passing servant to take care of things. (You just assume that he's being very considerate towards you.)

With his father's political connection to Emperor Claude, Ijekiel doesn't have to worry so much about you being in danger as nobody would dare to mess with the House of Alpheus and the people closely acquainted with it. If by any chance, someone did hurt you, Ijekiel will see it as an opportunity for him to put his science studies to good use and sneak poison into the person's food. Anything done in your name is justice.

Although Ijekiel gets jealous like any other man, he's good at hiding the bitter feeling that wells up inside his chest when he sees you getting too close to another person for his liking. He wants nothing more than to rip those vile hands off you, but his virtues as a gentleman and the risk of ruining his family's reputation prevent him from acting recklessly. He'll have to deal with the situation in a noble's way; threatening to send a forged letter of their treason with false yet convincing evidence to the emperor should be enough to keep them away from you.

He is tactical and very patient. Although he'd like the two of you to get engaged as soon as possible, he knows better than to rush things. He'll let you come to him naturally, like a moth to a flame, and draw you in further by whispering sweet nothings and with his romantic gestures; a kiss on the back of your hand makes your cheeks warm, and the loving look in his golden hues makes your heart skip a beat. (You miss the lovesick smile crawling over his lips when you admit how shy he's making you feel.)

If Jeanette ends up falling for you too, Ijekiel will have a slight dilemma. He doesn't want to fight his adoptive sister, but at the same time, he's not too keen about sharing you with her or taking a step back and letting her have you. He was the one who's enamoured by you first, and it's not like he can't talk her into giving up on you. After all, Jeanette trusts him more than anything, so deluding her would be a cakewalk.

He confesses that he has feelings for you after inviting Jeanette to have afternoon tea with him in the gazebo one day. He pretends to not be aware of her crush on you and watches her reaction closely. Jeanette is staring at him with wide eyes, and the teacup in her hands shakes slightly when he reveals how long he's been having these feelings for you, and how much he desires to take you in as his betrothed. He's sure that she'll love having you as her sibling-in-law! "But Jeanette, if you love them, do tell me and I'll step back for you. As long as you're happy, I'm happy too."

Ijekiel is so kind and selfless, Jeanette thinks. He puts her happiness above his own, and is even ready to sacrifice his feelings to make her happy... She cannot be anymore selfish than this. Ijekiel loved you first, so let this be the first thing she does for his happiness. "No... I just see them as a friend," she lies with a strained smile, "I think you should tell (y/n) how you truly feel about them."

He feigns surprise before smiling at her gratefully, thanking her for her encouragement. When you suddenly show up in front of the gazebo, Jeanette wasn't expecting you to be joining them as well. Unsure of how to react after her conversation with Ijekiel, she quickly excuses herself, leaving your puzzled self behind with the Alpheus heir. Both of you miss the way the light fades from his usually kind eyes.

You ask Ijekiel why Jeanette was in a hurry, and he replies that she's running late for one of her classes. The two of you then have a pleasant conversation, and as you're drinking the tea he poured for you, you notice that you're starting to get sleepy. When you tell him this, he reasons that you must still be exhausted from your outing yesterday (how did he know you went to town?). The moment you collapse on the table, he stands up from his seat and approaches your side, his hand gliding to the top of your head and gently patting you. "Take a rest, my love. This is just the beginning."

[hstylesloverr]

could you do a ig blurb where yn is like not famous and a really private person (she even has her ig account private) and then the fans started notice that yn and harry are dating and it’s just surprising to them bc yn is just an university student

you got this!! fc: karinasreyes on ig

you can send me proposals if you want!! i am here at your service

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PRIVATE NOT SECRET.

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yourinstagram me when maths

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harrystyles Stop using my memes for everything

yourinstagram it's an obsession like watching murderers documentaries on netflix 😙

harrystyles Weirdo.

yourinstagram fuck u

yourbff ur so hot wanna hook up

yourinstagram when harry leaves

yourmom pay attention to classes yn!

harrystyles Education is very important I’m going to insist on that

yourinstagram please this is so embarrassing harry don't act like a 40 year old man

chrismbw party at the frat house at 9?

yourinstagram tomorrow my boyfriend flies to LA sorry i'll go to the party next week

naileadevora i miss you bubs

yourinstagram miss u too 🥺

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harryfan1 WHAT’S GOING ON?!?!??!?!

harryfan3 so all this time we thought he was still grieving for camille he was in a new and stable relationship?

harryfan8 pr stunt

harryfan2 if the girl was famous that would make some sense but literally no one knows her...

harryfan4 who is she?

harryflower nobody knows

harryfan8 idc what others think they’re cute

harry2018s maybe harry wants to keep the whole thing secret so guys stop talking abt this

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harryupdates Harry two days ago in Detroit with the same girl! Is apparently his girlfriend!

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harryfan2 i’m not crying

harryfan7 maybe they are just friends…

harryfan1 i don’t think so…

taylorfan3 she smokes it is normal that harry feels attracted

harryfan4 women who smoke are hot

harryfan1 isn’t she @/yourinstagram?

haylorrcats WHAAT THE GIRL IS THE SAME TO THE ONE IN THE PROFILE PICTURE

harryfan5 she has a private account😭

taylorfan2 good luck trying to get accepted into her account

hrry2015 she is so beautiful

harryfan6 boyfriend harry era

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yourbff yn famous era just don’t forget me

yourinstagram never.

andrew99 are u gonna accept them

yourinstagram no they scare me

harrystyles I love you so much for taking this all so lightly ❤️

yourinstagram don’t worry baby

khalopp this friday you're coming to party right?

yourinstagram i have to take care of my public image now but yes

chrismbw tomorrow we meet in the library before biology

yourinstagram okay

julesleblanc ur so hot

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harryfan4 she’s gorgeous…

harryfan5 does anyone know anything about her?

harryfan1 her name is y/n i think she still goes to university, she really likes to party and stuff

harryfan5 how the hell did she met harry?

harryfan1 idk that they’re really going by the private thing

yourinstagram ❤️

annetwist My two little kids! 💗

harryfan7 OMG DID YN ALREADY MET ANNE?? HOW LONG ARE YN AND HARRY DATING

harryfan6 Harry never posted a girlfriend on his social media.😭😭😭😭😭😭

harrylt if i'm honest i don't really like this girl for harry

harryymine why?

harrylt harry for example almost never smokes and suddenly when he meets this girl he starts smoking? that's not good for his asthma. In addition to the fact that the girl is seen to be someone who loves to smoke and drink and hook up with everything that moves. i feel like harry is going to end up heartbroken

yourbff I'll tell you this as someone who knows y/n and harry's relationship inside out: harry doesn't smoke because of y/n and y/n doesn't really like that he smokes either because of his asthma. she cares a lot about him and it's embarrassing that i have to come out and say this in her defense but it bothers me that y/n is seen as something that isn't just because you don't like to see your idol happy with someone

harryymine girl don't be ridiculous you don't know y/n and you're not harry's mother. he is already 27 years old and knows who he hangs out with, apart from me i don't see y/n as someone who enjoys making others suffer

harryfann3 i don't care what anyone else says i’m already obsessed with this couple

taylorfan5 she's definitely 'rockstar's girlfriend' material

harryfan00 isn’t she friend with nailea devora jules leblanc and all that group?

harrytaylors it looks like she is

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[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

🦅 Being Shiratorizawa's Manager 🦅

Miss Manager with Abusive Parents

Shiratorizawa x Female Manager

⚠️This fic may contain triggering material⚠️

Warnings: mentions of verbal, mental and physical abuse, mention of bruises

A/N: This is an Anon request. I just want to say that abuse in ANY situation is never ok. This is for you 😶anon. I hope this reaches you and helps 💜

Yn, your life has been anything but easy

Your home life is rough and school becomes a sort of oasis

Unfortunately for you, that oasis is Shiratorizawa 😅

Seriously tho, in all reality, these boys are so supportive

They are happy you merely exist YN

And the fact that you literally VOLUNTEERED to be their manager 😲

Holy crap they are so excited!

Now, whether you keep your home life a secret or not, there is bound to be scars

Those scars maybe emotional, physical and/or mental

Perhaps the sound of a volleyball hitting the floor could potentially be triggering

Sidenote: Ushiwaka hitting anything would scare me regardless of the situations

You can't convince me that they haven't replaced at least one floorboard in the volleyball gym 🤣

Anyways, Tendou is totally there to console you YN

"Hey YN, it's ok! Ushi would never hit you on purpose!"

"I know Tendou, it just makes me nervous"- You

"Don't worry YN I'll protect you"- Goshiki

"First you need to protect yourself Goshiki"- Shirabu

"Omg can't we ever just have a normal practice?"- Semi

"SEMI SEMI THIS IS OUR NORMAL"- tendou 🖐🏻👁👄👁🖐🏻

"Stop calling me 'SEMI SEMI'"

You just giggle because there's not much more you can do Yn 😃

Also these boys are so SO protective of you YN

I think Shirabu and Semi would be the first to figure out your home life might be the most stable

They send Reon to extend an olive branch

"Hey YN you know of something bothering you, uou can always talk to one of us?"- Reon, the literal Angel 😇

"Thanks Reon- I'm just dealing with some stuff at home that's all"- you

"If you ever need a place to stay, we got you YN"- Reon

Seriously these boys are so supportive

If you ever need a place to crash, they will actually give up their beds for you to sleep in 🥺

If you live in the dorms and don't go home for holidays or breaks, they will invite you with them

Please Tendou is all about YN coming home with him 😭

"YN you're spending the holiday with me right?- Tendou

"Yes Tendou"- you putting all the equipment away

"Tendou YN's already told you she's going with you 100 times"- Ushiwaka 😐

"Well now she's agreed one hundred and ONE times"- Tendou 🤗

When things get really bad and you need a break, it's Ushiwaka who's got you covered

Seriously, Ushi is a HUGE softy for our moss manager 😭

When Ushi notices your eyes are read from crying, he will grab the water crates from your hand and take them to fill them up

You 👉🏻😶🥺

Tendou👉🏻🖐🏻👁⭕️👁🖐🏻

Kawanishi 👉🏻😐📱

Semi 👉🏻😊

Please Semi knows how sweet Ushi can be 🥰

Ushijima doesn't need verbal communication to know somethings wrong YN

He's got like YN senses

God forbid you ever show up with bruises YN

Omg these boys WILL LOSE THEIR MINDS

Semi is already reporting it to the school officials

Ushiwaka is silently fuming

Questionably the scariest Ushiwaka there is

Tendou is ready to kick something butt

Goshiki has fire in his eyes 🔥 👄 🔥

Reon is the only one helping you 😅

"Are you ok YN?"- Reon

"Yeah I'm ok, this happens alot"- you

God 😭😭😭😭

"This is never ok YN! You are staying with us until we get something figured out"- Reon

Seriously these boys love you so freaking much YN

They will all try their best to cheer you up

Tendou shares his food with you

Goshiki hugs you 🫂

Semi shares his ear buds with you

But arguably the best thing comes from Ushijima

"YN would you like to set some balls for me to spike?"- Ushiwaka

The gym 👉🏻 complete SILENCE

Ushiwaka has never asked you to set for him

You 👉🏻 👁👄👁 whet-

"Yn I need to practice"- Ushiwaka setting up balls

Don't even thing YN just RUN 🏃‍♀️

You set balls for Ushiwaka and omg it's fantastic

"Yn your sets are great"- Ushi 😐

YoU 👉🏻🥺 REALLY 🥺🥺🥺🥺

"Yn set for me!"- Goshiki

"Better watch out Shirabu, YN might take your job!"- Tendou

"That's fine. She deserves it"- Shirabu 🥰

[adoringhaikyuu]

cockwarming them | 2

CHARACTERS: kuroo + oikawa + sugawara + (f!reader)

REQUEST: omg please do a part 2 of the cockwarming one but with suga, kuroo and oikawa

WARNINGS: smut

PART ONE | PART TWO

kuroo:

kuroo likes to have you sit on his cock while he's working and needs to destress

a playful pout you can't resist on his face when he asks, his hands trailing up your thighs to your waist as you stand next to his desk

"i need you kitten, please? always know how to make me feel better"

he's a tease though

he'll buck up into you

or "accidentally" graze his hand between your thighs to trail over your clit

while he pretends to be focused on his work

"shh princess," he cooed, kissing your shoulder teasingly as he smiled to himself, keeping his eyes on his laptop. "i'm working, you know."

you sighed and tried to calm down, knowing he would just torture you more if you acted out.

after a short pause, he cleared his throat and raised his hips, his free hand gripping your waist as he claimed to be repositioning himself to get more comfortable.

"you know," he started, and you already knew where this was going. "if you want something," he let his nose trail along your neck, "you just have to ask baby."

he did this every time, always wanting you to be the one to break first. but honestly, you didn't care. you were practically dripping all over him, and you could feel every part of his cock throbbing inside of you––you needed him.

you turned your head and licked your lips, unsurprised to find him staring at you hungrily, "please––"

he smirked. "that's my girl."

oikawa:

oikawa liked to cockwarm you after his matches

or practices when he was too tired to fuck you properly

he just wanted to feel you and hold you while he cooled down for a bit

you'd both talk about your days while his hands trailed up and down your back and your thighs, working you up, making your words falter here and there while he stares up at you with a sly smile

you gulped, the feeling of his hands sending a thrill through your body, making you clench around him and when he let out a small moan at the sensation, you were done for. you pressed your lips against his and put your hands in his hair to pull him closer.

he hummed and wrapped his arms around you, sliding a hand down to grab your ass cheekily. "so we're done catching up?"

you nodded, "need you now." you bit his lip and he groaned, pulling you back to kiss you deeper, "unless you're too tired––"

he smirked against your lips, his kisses never faltering as he thrust up into you. "never too tired for you, angel."

sugawara:

suga likes to cockwarm randomly throughout the day

and you know to expect it now

he'll look at you with a deceivingly sweet smile while you're watching tv, or doing some work on your laptop

doesn't even matter

sometimes he'll plan in advance

like one time you were making dinner and he slid up behind you and wrapped his arms around you, kissing your cheek

"when you're done here do you think we could chill on the couch while you keep my cock warm?"

he kept the sweet smile on his face the whole time too

bottom line is, he loves feeling you around him

as soon as suga popped his head into the living room, you could tell what he wanted––but you'd been expecting this so much to his suprise, you were only wearing one of his shirts, and nothing else underneath.

his smile dropped as his eyes trailed over your body, his legs carrying him over to you immediately. his hands reached out to smooth over the skin of your thighs and push his shirt up. he looked into your eyes in awe, "s'this all for me?"

you laughed, "who else would it be for, babe?"

he licked his lips, before leaning in to kiss you deeply. "god i love you."

within no time, you were prepped and he was seated in your spot, guiding you to sit on his cock. you sunk down and the both of you let out a string of moans, your hands holding onto each other desperately.

you sat fully and he pulled you into his chest to kiss along your neck, "so perfect for me," he thrusted up and chuckled at the whine you let out. "thank you baby. i'll make it up to you after, don't you worry."

[heliads]

oh, you'll regret being happy about the details, i think about them way too much lol (but you obviously don't have to follow all of them, i'll just put it in here and you decide what will work for you!!)

so, this is what i thought. reader was an hydra experiment and the avengers found her when she was around 10 years old. normally they would send her for social assistance or something like that, but they found out she has powers and decided to take her to the compound. nat ends up being the one who officially adopts her, because she's the first one reader trusts and she's the most protective mama bear around her. so, like, the avengers are reader's family, but nat always was her favorite and became her mom

and she grows up and when wanda joins the team, reader is super excited to have another girl around her age to bond with. nat thinks it's great for her to finally have a friend who isn't a 100 years old soldier or a living god, she's very supportive of their friendship.

so, with time their friendship turns into love and wanda wants to ask reader to be her girlfriend, and she turns to someone (i always picture sam) for advice and their like "little widow is easy, she's always staring at you with moon eyes. the only thing you have to worry about it's natasha, she'll destroy you when she finds out you wanna date her baby" and poor wanda gets desperate.

she doesn't know what she's supposed to do, who she's supposed to talk first, so she's rambling all alone in the compound, like she's training, saying stuff like "natasha... no, miss romanoff... miss... widow?" trying to find out how to even start this conversation when reader and nat arrive together and nat is like "hey, kiddo, what do you want to tell me?" and wanda has to talk to both of them at the same time

you can decide the trail of the conversation and if nat gets protective or not, i just think it will be a really funny story, and a little bit fluffy at the end, when reader accepts it and they kiss <3

well, i hope you like the plot, thanks for reading all of this and enjoy the enormous amount of details lol

thanks <3

omg this request is so cute! also bold of you to assume this isn't the peak request format for me. i love every single one of the details

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It is amazing how much information a single organization can gather. Then again, S.H.I.E.L.D. has never been just one thing, just one collective. It contains multitudes, Walt Whitman got that right the first time around. There are probably thousands, maybe even millions of people who are all regularly contributing to the S.H.I.E.L.D. databases and have no idea about it. 

That’s the problem about constant surveillance, perhaps, but it does have its merits. Right now, the efforts of entire populations, countries great and small, are all being used by one Wanda Maximoff for the sole purpose of researching her crush. She’s not sure if that’s some sort of sacrilege or not, but Wanda needs this, so it’ll have to do.

In the end, it’s just Wanda and her computer screen shining back at her, ferrying years of information back to a pair of eyes that keep flashing scarlet with concentration. Y/N L/N is a mystery to the general public. She disappeared around age five, although everything from her birth certificate to false obituaries have been scrubbed from the Internet. Every now and then, family members try to find her. Every now and then, they turn up dead.

For once, that isn’t S.H.I.E.L.D.’s fault but HYDRA’s. Wanda didn’t think she could hate that group any more than she already did. How could a mass of scientists and soldiers think they were doing the right thing to hold all their resources in one vast pocket and never share them? HYDRA visited Sokovia when it was being torn apart by conflict. If they wanted to, they could have fixed the entire thing in perhaps only a couple of years.

Instead, they cherry picked teenagers who had no homes, manipulating kids into signing up for experimentation. Sure, Wanda and Pietro survived. She still doesn’t know why, not when so many others died. Everyone’s come up with their own theories for it, something usually circulating around the Maximoff twins having an uncanny urge to survive. If that’s true, then why is Pietro dead, and why did Wanda spend so many months wishing she was dead as well?

Look where that survival has gotten her now. Wanda is free from HYDRA, so far from Sokovia that people start laughing at her accent instead of smiling at its familiarity. America isn’t kind to foreigners, despite its claims of melting pots and one grand culture of thousands. Welcoming arms only extend to certain types of people, and living weapons aren’t one of them.

That’s Wanda’s designation, after all. Weapon, grade A, capable of world destruction if she so desired. Wanda isn’t sure that she could do all of that, ruin an entire planet in a flick of her fingers, but then again, there have been times when she wished she could. It would certainly save her a lot of trouble if she could blink her eyes and wake up to find everything gone.

Wanda isn’t alone in her class, though. There was a HYDRA weapon here before her, Y/N L/N yet again. Y/N, who was kidnapped from her home when she was five years old just because she showed signs of a preexisting inhuman ability, who had her entire life destroyed because someone looked a little too hard when they should have turned a blind eye. HYDRA doesn’t like letting go of its advantages, and Y/N was one of them.

It took a full strength Avengers extraction to tear down the HYDRA base where Y/N was kept, and they didn’t even know Y/N was there until Natasha Romanoff sprinted down a cell block in search of another spy who’s been dead too long and found a ten year old girl looking back at her. Natasha keeps her secrets well, but that incident was is on a whole different level. You won’t hear a word about what it was like in that cell unless Nat physically has to share, and even then, that’s almost impossible to bring about.

Being under HYDRA’s thumb is horrifying, Wanda can attest to that, but at least she was older when it happened to her. Y/N was one of HYDRA’s first shots at developing a system to turn street rats and useless rejects into something worth their celebration, their primary blueprint for a better man. It all started with her, or the program at least got most of its strength after her capture.

In the beginning, Wanda wanted to hate Y/N for that, for being the likely reason Wanda and Pietro were brought in by HYDRA in the first place. Had Y/N not been five years old and too foolish to not run the second a stranger looked her way, maybe HYDRA wouldn’t have gotten where they did so fast. Maybe HYDRA wouldn’t have been able to offer experimentation to the Maximoff twins, and maybe that would mean Pietro would still be alive.

Wanda certainly tried to hate Y/N, but she knew it would be impossible from the moment they met. She only knew Y/N from whispers in the halls of the HYDRA labs, after all, and none of those godless scientists could have spared a single cynical syllable to talk about the precise way that Y/N’s eyes shine, the way she still finds a way to smile at kids as she pulls them out of rubble even after everything that’s happened to her. 

Y/N has no past that she could possibly love, yet she cares so much for everyone who happens to cross her path. It makes no sense. Y/N L/N would have every right in the world to hate everyone around her for not knowing, for not saving her sooner. This, however, is not the case.

That might be because of Natasha Romanoff. From the moment the Black Widow discovered ten year old Y/N chained to a wall in the HYDRA cells, she all but adopted her on the spot. It was Natasha watching every S.H.I.E.L.D proceeding to make sure no one was making Y/N do a thing the girl didn’t want to do, who held her hand in Tony Stark’s labs so Y/N wouldn’t fear she was jumping from one experiment to another.

That was many years ago, and now Natasha is basically parenting Y/N around the clock. She was the one who really introduced Wanda to Y/N, back when the incident in Sokovia had just ended and Wanda was a desolate wreck. Nat took one look at yet another shell shocked inhuman and said here, I know exactly what you’ll need. Y/N was the only person who understood half of what Wanda had gone through, because years before, she’d gone through all of it.

That was the beginning of something extraordinary, Wanda thinks. That was the start of it all. Now, they’re thick as thieves, and Wanda doesn’t want to live a single day in this place if she doesn’t see Y/N. Y/N, bright as the sun, so out of her league that Wanda doesn’t know what to do with herself.

Wanda shuts the lid of her laptop at last, staring desolately at the ceiling. She loves Y/N, Wanda can admit that at last. She may have loved her since the day they met, the way she loves the ground for staying under her feet and the blood in her veins for keeping her heart set on things that can’t be hers. Wanda needs Y/N to live and breathe. She will not have it any other way.

A greeting from across the room makes her startle. Sam Wilson is prone to calm entrances, but Wanda’s so out of her own head that she barely noticed him arrive.

Sam chuckles quietly. Evidently, her surprise hasn’t gone unnoticed by him, either. “Thinking about Y/N again, huh?”

Wanda’s eyes widen more, if possible. “How’d you know? If I’m no longer the only mind reader in here, I think you should have told me beforehand.”

Sam grins. “No, nothing like that. It’s fairly obvious, you’re as bad as Tony whenever Pepper crosses the room. Are you going to tell her how you feel or what?”

Wanda pulls her legs up against her chest, anything for some feeling of certainty or security. “I don’t know. I’d like to, I think. I just don’t know if she’d feel the same way. I don’t want to wreck what I have.” 

Not like Wanda’s wrecked everything else. Can she not maintain at least one good thing? Is that too much to ask?

Sam walks over, leaning against a nearby wall. “I wouldn’t worry about that. Y/N likes you back, trust me on that. Little Widow isn’t your problem.”

Wanda cocks her head to the side. “Then what is my problem?”

Sam points a finger down the hall, where Wanda can hear quiet voices. “Widow Senior. Y/N’s her baby, right? Natasha is scary as it is, and her mama bear attitude only skyrockets when someone tries to get near Y/N. Natasha was the one who found Y/N in that cell, she’s got the best idea of what Y/N went through besides Y/N herself. Picture your most protective parent ever, then add like twenty more guns.”

Wanda grimaces. “Yeah, that scares me too. What do you think I should do?”

Sam seems contemplative. “Honestly, just talk to her. If you say exactly how you feel and make it clear that you’re not trying to hurt Y/N, Natasha might be cool with it. She’ll probably be glad to see her two favorite inhumans together at last. Heaven knows we’ve all been waiting for it, anyways.”

Wanda makes a face at that comment, but Sam isn’t wrong. Honesty is probably the best policy, and Wanda has been sitting on her feelings for far too long. She’s got to say something or she’ll lose her mind, if it isn’t already long gone.

After thanking Sam for his advice, Wanda grabs her laptop and slinks out of the room, dropping the tech off in her room before spiraling back into the hallways of the Avengers complex. It’s a maze in here, even compared to Wanda’s experience in laboratories and government organization headquarters. Minos has nothing on this.

Wanda clears her throat, trying to picture just what she’s going to say. She’s going to have to start off strong, certainly, remember her manners like her mother always used to remind her.

“Natasha–”

No, that’s not right. Natasha is older than Wanda, after all, she’s got to use the right title.

“Miss Romanoff?” Maybe.

“Miss Widow?” Definitely not.

Wanda turns a corner and finds herself in one of the living rooms of the Avengers Tower. This time, she’s no longer alone; both Natasha and Y/N are inside, talking casually on a couch along the side of the room.

Natasha turns to Wanda the second she arrives. “Hey, kiddo. Sam said you wanted to talk about something.”

No, he didn’t. Wanda can’t believe him. Was Sam right to alert Natasha because there was a fairly big chance that Wanda would try and back out of this? Absolutely. Does she still feel betrayed? Yes, yes, and yes.

Still, she’s here now. There’s no leaving this. The only problem is that Y/N is here too, and although Wanda really wanted to talk to them separately, she can’t do anything about that now. It’s like ripping off a bandage, right? She can get rejected by both parties at the same time. Fantastic.

Wanda shuffles her shoes back and forth for a moment, then straightens her shoulders and begins. “Um, I wanted to ask you about something very important. See, when I got here, I was really glad to have Y/N as a friend because it was really nice to have someone who knew so much of what I went through, and she was so friendly, too, but that only happened because of you, Natasha, and–”

Natasha holds up a hand, cutting off Wanda’s endless flood of words. “I’m confused as to what’s going on right now. Are you leaving or something?”

Wanda shakes her head quickly. “No, nothing like that. Kind of the opposite, actually. It’s just, well, I like Y/N. I like her a lot, and I was wondering if she could go on a date with me?”

Wanda prepares for impact. Her eyes find Y/N at first, she’s always drawn to her, no chance of ever looking away. The terrified thought occurs to her a moment before she looks that Y/N might hate her for this, and their friendship could be broken forever all because Wanda thought she had a right to Y/N’s heart.

Then Wanda’s gaze finds Y/N, and she realizes that Y/N is beaming at her, looking so happy that her entire face lights up. Natasha seems to notice this as well, and glances slowly between Y/N and Wanda.

At last, the Black Widow stands up. “You know what, I appreciate this. I also appreciate that you’re clearly terrified of asking my permission for this date. I like that. Respect is crucial in a relationship, even if the relationship is more between the two of you.”

Wanda dares to ask the question burning at her since the moment she got in here. “Does that mean we can do this?”

Natasha chuckles. “Of course it does. I’m not going to say no, obviously. I’ve been waiting for you to ask for what feels like forever. I’ve been pushing Y/N to say something because I thought you never would.”

Y/N’s jaw drops. “Nat, you can’t say that. Be nice.”

Natasha grins. “This is me being nice, little spider. You know that.” At Y/N’s insistent glare, she rolls her eyes. “Alright, I’m sorry. Yes, you have my full permission for the date. Just be home by nine, and if I hear about a single heartbreak, I’ll be furious.”

Nat leaves the room at last, and Wanda can hear the sound of her proud laugh down the hall. When she turns back around, Y/N has gotten up as well, and is walking hesitantly towards Wanda.

“You really like me, huh?” Y/N asks, smiling a little.

Wanda nods. “Sounds like you feel the same way.”

Y/N’s face is transformed, incandescent in the way that only pure happiness can bring. “I do. I also like the sound of this date, although I have to admit I can’t wait to do one thing.”

Wanda tilts her head to the side. “What’s that?”

Y/N’s grin is just as sharp as Nat’s. “This.”

Wanda is expecting the kiss, in a way, yet it still takes her by surprise. It feels right, like every molecule in Wanda’s body has been waiting for this since the moment they met, maybe even before that. From the first time Wanda ever heard the name Y/N L/N, some part of her knew that meeting the girl would be something momentous, something with the power to change her life forever. Today especially, Wanda knows that’s true.

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okay I was debating on whether or not to send you a request because I was kinda nervous to put any extra work on you, but if you're not too busy, can I request a matchup for the Hobbit and/or Harry Potter? (If not that's totally okay, just pretend you didn't see this <33 and honestly I don't mind waiting, you can put this request on the bottom of the list if you need to!!)

My pronouns are she/her, with a preference for men hehe. I'm 5'6, an ENFJ 2w3, and a Virgo. My physical appearance is long blonde hair with almost fluffy bangs, blue eyes, but they're not the sparkly icy blue ones that I wish I had, they're more like deep ocean blue so they almost look black unless I'm in the sun :( I smile a lot, probably too much honestly. I'm a lil buff, (not that much, I may just say that because I lift like 10 pound weights every day😭) but I think that's all for the physical appearance.

Personality wise? Well, I'd say that I'm pretty nice. I have a lot of friends but sometimes I have to convince myself that they truly do like me, because I think I'm pretty annoying. I'm very cheerful, but sometimes it's like my body needs to balance the cheerfulness out with an overboard amount of sadness. I used to be as tough as nails, never cries, never is vulnerable, but now I am the most sensitive (as in like empathetic) person I know, I cry about almost every remotely sad movie I watch, and I overshare hehe. Also I kind of hate watching movies with my guys friends because literally like two weeks ago we watched the first LoTR and I cried when Boromir died (I've watched it like twice but it hurts every time) and they were making fun of me >:(

I would dare to say I'm probably the mom friend in the group, even though in almost all my friend groups I'm the youngest. I've been told I'm thoughtful and loving. I'd say my biggest flaw is that I am pretty anxious all the time, and I don't really think before I speak (which normally ends up being a crude joke that I regret saying immediately). What's funny is that I'm very sweet to most people, but I realized that I just match people's energy. Like I'm not usually sarcastic, but when my dad makes a joke about me, I always have a retort or something funny to say in return. I love hugs which sucks because all of my family are not big huggers.

Hobbies? I love to write basically anything, but I'm pretty good at writing poems! I wrote my friends poems for their birthday's a year ago, and it was really fun. I adore singing, but I'm not really sure if I'm good because I don't sing in front of people unless I'm forced to. I play soccer, and I used to play basketball. I don't play any instruments, but I hope to learn one someday. I know Latin, (which is pretty useless because no one speaks it, but at least I know some fun Law terms) and I've taken it for the past 8 years.

Miscellaneous: I have several pets and I love them very much, I'm pretty ok at riding horses, I keep letters that people write me on my wall, I have a decent taste in fashion (probably like light academia), I love earrings and necklaces, my favorite drink is probably lemonade, I actually skipped a grade so I'll graduate several months before I turn 18, I'm not gonna mention my type but I will say I've always liked the villians in stories or shows (probably because my favorite trope is enemies to lovers and I always see myself as a hero😭) I used to take archery courses, I adore ice cream, and I have always been an avid reader since I was 4 years old.

I think that's it! Let me know if I missed something important. Thank you so much <333

hiiiiiii maddy omg its literally an honour to work on a request for you!! dont worry about the work, at the moment my asks are not too full and luckily i’ve just finished my last exam today~ which means i finally dont have to stress as much!

hope you enjoy this <33 i did my very best! (also goddamn, 8 years of latin???? i mean i’ve been at it for pretty long myself but holy shit, thats almost a decade, i have so much respect for you)

I ship you with...

before we start down that road let me just say i gave this a hell lot of thought because there were many, many fucking options that perhaps would’ve fit just as well, but i take great pleasure in explaining my thought process to you later on <33 anyway, lets go!

Cedric Diggory!!

- Cedric works perfectly with you. Usually you’re the one people go to for advice, to get their feelings off their chest, and it can be stressing as much as you love it. But with Cedric, you don’t have to be that person. You don’t have to be the voice of reason and you don’t have to take care of others when you need to be cared for yourself. It’s not that you wouldn’t be, you do gladly look after him as well, but he’s well aware of the role you have in your friend groups, the way it’s sometimes just too much. And he doesn’t need someone to be that person for him; what he need to speaks about he will like boyfriend to girlfriend, not mistake you for a therapist. Though he could very well be yours the way he acts. When you ask him about it, he reassures you that it’s good that way, that he wants and chose it to be like that because it’s simply the refreshing dynamic the two of you have. 

- Whenever you’re down, Cedric makes sure that you’re just as quickly well again. Not fine, but well, actually good. No matter if it’s just a sadness that somehow finds its way into your heart, or if it’s stress, or if it’s exhaustion from always being there for everybody. He forces you not only to heal mentally, but physically, barely letting you out of bed those days regardless of how much you huff and complain about it. The same goes for days you’re sick, especially during the holidays. At school, of course, he takes you to the hospital wing, and if you need to stay there, he does too. If he’s got classes, he’s back a minute after they finish, often with dishevelled hair, a little flower picked up on the rushed way and a crooked smile on his lips. 

- He’s never really seen touch as that big of a thing, specifically just an arm draped around a shoulder or kisses to the cheek, the little things - but once he realises that it is very important to you indeed, that you melt into his every embrace and relax the second his fingers graze your skin, he becomes very aware of the stability and security it creates. He uses it not only as a way to be close to you, but as a shield, to take the burdens off your shoulders if only for one moment. He grabs your hand if he sees you tense, puts his arm around your waist whenever he’s next to you, brushes your hair behind your ear to make you smile.

- He’s just as much of a cuddler, though. The little, almost accidental, what one might see as usual touches, they’re for the both of you to recognise each others presence, but the hugs, the embraces, the resting-in-his-lap’s, they exist just the same. When you’re sitting down, he pulls you close, and when you’re standing up, he puts his arms around you from behind, and sometimes, when you’ve not seen him for too long or when you’re in that one good mood, you run up to him and jump and he catches you, stumbling the first few times it happens but soon used to the sudden loss of balance. 

- Cedric plays Quidditch, and he’s good, real good. But the sports that you do, the things you train and explain to him, he is just as interested in. When you play football, kicking at him a ball with your feet, one that was just a ball without any trace of magic, he’s confused first, but soon finds fun in the muggle game. As well as in other muggle things you show him. Ice cream being one of his favourites. He learns to make it himself, though with magic, and whenever you feel down he’ll have it ready to devour because he knows how much you love it. He tries lemonade, but stays rather with butterbeer and pumpkin juice. There must be limits somewhere. 

andddd I ship you with... 

again. this. theres so many other options. i- it was so hard to pick i swear its like a lot of goddamn people would work?? so i had to look into it in detail and decide who’d be BEST (which i did happily once again) spoiler alert: not that easy for you??? 

Thranduil!!

(DO YOU SEE THAT GIF OMG?!?!?!?!? THAT IS LITERALLY SO CUTE I USUALLY NEVER PICK GIFS WITH SUBTITLES THATS LIKE AN UNSPOKEN RULE TO ME BUT- THIS. IS. TOO. FUCKING. ADORABLE!!! LOOK AT MY SWEET KING <333)

dont be surprised hun! and let me tell you that i had both bard and thorin in my last round of picking so. just saying. they’re all kings. wonder what that means~

- Thranduil may share few of your traits at first sight, few of your likes and few of your hobbies, but the differences between the two of you are not just what makes the relationship exciting, but very fulfilling too. Not only does one bloom where the other lacks strength, there’s a beauty that comes with learning about differences, accepting and loving them, and making the best of what they bring. Different does not equal clashing, it can mean harmony as much as war, battle as much as peace. It could have gone both ways with the two of you. The one it did - that worked out. More than just fine. 

- You’re young, younger by a lot, and sometimes it shows. Thranduil has lost and lived and seen, grieved and loved and fought. He has much, much more experience than you, and while he is able to share it with you, tell and teach, he can learn from you just as well. The sense of adventure that he’s lost, the playfulness, perhaps the one that comes with love. You’re as sweet as you’re stubborn, as bold as you can be shy, as daring as you... no, you’re not that cautious, really. And it’s all those things that make him smile - all those differences between the two of you, all those years he’s lived that feel lost and colourless with you now in his life. 

- Thranduil though, because of that exact experience, is not in need of someone to play his therapist. He’s seen how you do it for others, and he is glad that he does not have to be another burden on your shoulders, not in that way. Though you barely complain about it, he notices quickly that it strains you, that it drowns you and does not allow you to be all parts of yourself. So he makes sure that you never feel you have to act the same around him. He gladly accepts every aspect of you, does not mind when you need someone to be there for you, but pays close attention not to place his weight onto your shoulders in return. He does not hide any part of himself because of it - he has rarely needed a person to take care of him like that, but in the way he does, you are there, and you are perfect. 

- Even though you have told him that you have not touched a bow in a long time, he takes his time to help you find your way back to archery, trains with you how to ride a horse better, improves your lifting and in general finds pleasure sharing more straining activities with you. He reads your every wish in your eyes, and fulfils it in a heartbeat, no matter what. He brings you instruments to study, books to read, parchment to write on, and although he certainly teases you about it now and then, with a slight smirk on his face and a swagger in his step, only to pick you up after bridal style and kiss you, he never once disrespects your likes and dislikes. He never demands to know about them either. When you want to tell him, want to read your writing out to him, want to play the flute for him or talk about the book you’ve finished, he smiles and sits back and listens, does not interrupt you once, only asking questions when you’re done, perhaps to keep you talking for longer, to listen to your voice and watch your eyes widen so passionately. 

- He marvels at your eye for fashion. As a king, he’s well able to provide you with the most beautiful dresses, and he spoils you endlessly, the exact clothing you’ve told him about or shown to him or said you liked, at the foot of your bed the next day like a miracle. He presents you again and again with jewellery, with necklaces made so delicately and earrings forged so beautifully, no matter how often you argue that you cannot accept his gifts. 

- Thranduil is big on physical touch for two basic reasons. One, because he simply loves it, because he wants to be close to you, because he senses and sees the way you calm down and enjoy his touch, because he watches you relax every time he as much as puts his hand on your arm. And two, because he wants to make sure that everyone knows very well who you’ve chosen to be with. Who you call yours and who he calls his. It all varies from the simple brush of fingertips, from an innocent hand placed on your thigh, to pulling you into his lap as he sits atop his throne, to randomly picking you up and throwing you onto the bed and leaning down to kiss you. There’s not one embrace the same as the other with Thranduil, not one kiss even close to the one before or after. 

- When he hears you sing once, he freezes, and if anyone was seeing him, they would not have believed their eyes - their king stopped in the midst of his movement barely breathing, eyes wide and chest rising and falling irregularly. He peeks into your chambers to find you sprawled on the bed still in sleepwear, sun shining on your face and your eyes closed. He doesn’t ever get that image out of his head again, and he has to smile every time he remembers. You don’t hear him coming in, don’t notice him listening, only realise that he’s there as he sits himself onto your bed and you stop at once. But he’s entranced, enchanted almost, looking at you as though he’s never seen anyone like it before. And when he asks you to sing again, it’s the only reason you part your lips and don’t disobey. Though he notes your hesitance every time, he asks again and again, in moments when it’s just the two of you, and from time to time, your silent disagreement shrinks. He has patience, much of it, so much because he knows that he has forever left, so he does not mind. 

- Forever as long as nothing happens to you. And he makes sure of that. Because there’s been a woman in his life once, and she has met her end far before it should even have been a possibility. He doesn’t keep you caged in the slightest, especially when you ask to be alone, but he always keeps you company when he can, and when he cannot, he sends guards after you. He assures you’re alright with it, but he reminds you even when you argue you could take a bow with you that it’s only to keep you safe. And against his company you rarely have objections - it’s love that’s in the air, who would disagree?

~someeeee things at the end that i find worth noting:

i picked both cedric and thranduil heavily because of the whole mom friend - thing and the empathy that you described often turns into emotional breakdowns. that’s why in the end, for hp i picked cedric and not remus, cedric and not sirius, cedric and not neville. as you could probably tell from the way i dived into it, i found it really important to match you up with someone who did not need that kind of energy from you, who instead was that person to you or completely made it unimportant. 

i also went overboard with the thranduil one simply because he’s one of my favourite characters and uh. my head was full of ideas that i had to write down there was no other way

by the way, “in general finds pleasure sharing more straining activities with you” is a sentence in there somewhere and i just wanted to say that “straining” was supposed to be “physical”, but sounded SO wrong that i had to find another word 

ALSO IF YOU WANT TO REQUEST AGAIN HUN DO SO I WILL LITERALLY SCREAM BECAUSE I STILL HAVE BARD AND THORIN HEADCANONS AND THEY NEED TO BE SEEN BY THE WORLD 

AND I JUST FOUND OUT THRANDUIL AND I SHARE A PERSONALITY TYPE, SO I STAN THAT (intj anyone???)