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ok hear me out brainrotters... what if the blanket from this scene...
is also the blanket from this scene?
That blanket would be back at the Citadel, waiting for Jack's return which never came. I don't think it's unreasonable to think that Furiosa might have kept it for herself. She would be intensely connected to anything that reminds of her loved ones, I think. And she would have brought it with her for her journey home with the Wives.
#furyjack#furiosa: a mad max saga#furiosa#praetorian jack#furiosa/praetorian jack#praetorian jack/furiosa#mindless brainrot hypothesizing#grasping at beautiful straws
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it appears i owe the devil's minion community an apology
#riv speaks#iwtv#i just got to their chapter in the queen of the damned and#yeah i get it now#i still think y'all were grasping at straws in the first two seasons#those bitches hate each other#but maybe that hate can turn into beautiful lust
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okay but I actually do think that Sweet Nothing will stand the test of time unlike, say, lavender haze because the song itself is a rejection of the empty business of the world and the phrase sweet nothing, as deployed in the song, is about finding in the beloved freedom from the weight of crushing expectations and also the warmth of affection and simplicity.
#they said the end is coming#like. Sheâs right. The song is right#And also beautiful!#itâs painful to listen to it in light of the breakup#and also funny in a dark way because itâs so clear she wanted Something not sweet nothing#But even though the language of the song feels telling in hindsight and you can read it as almost grasping for straws#In the context of that relationship#I also just think the song is still true and whole on its own merits. as a story#and the sweet nothing is a play on the language of affection in a way that makes it a Sweeter expression#and a beautiful contrast to the capitalistic/sales/money/more more more culture we live in#and that she especially has to carry#anyway just my two cents#Lavender haze meanwhile is Taylor simply lying to herself and all the world#(No one has ever lied more truthfully. Or almost sold it. Because itâs kind of just her throwing a little tantrum) (validTM)#but yeah
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hd shots of the standees are rolling out and i may have some bad news everyone lmao
#this is vee speaking#th-they are even more beautiful up close!!!!!!! đđđ#SO HERES HOW OUR JYUSHI HAS HETEROCHROMIA W CAN STILL HAPPENâ#lol idk it feels like grasping at straws to say itâs silver but thereâs a 0.001% chance that itâs a blue shadow#and the rest of his eye is a light colour#once jyushiâs bday hits thatâll be our true confirmation#gimme a sec to post the other three tho lmao i feel very insane looking at their close ups and so should you đ¤#c: jyushi
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seeing republicans call tim waltz radical is crazyy because he literally just like,, wants kids to have their basic needs met in schools. god fucking forbid
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I had a VERY nasty thought the other day.... about you spread out across the king sized mattress of you and your husband's home. sheets tangled into your grasp as you buck your hips into the little pink vibrator that was on its highest setting, being tightly held down on your puffy clit
"toji please!" you moan and beg for your release as he watches your hole clench around nothing so up close. he couldn't stop himself. toji thought the slick streaming out of you was so beautiful he wanted to have a taste but that was for another time. "fuck baby if i knew you would be this wet i would've suggested this little thing sooner" he nuzzles his face into your thigh inhaling your scent as his hand come up to toy with your nipple "shittttt- yes please keep going" this combo he was giving you felt so delicious. toji takes notice at your hips bucking wildly into the vibrator and how your moans increases in volume "oh? you almost there?" "yes- hah please don't stop" toji lifts his body quickly removing the vibrator and before you can whine you feel a repeated smacking on your clit at first you thought it was his hand (since it was his signature move when he wanted you to squirt) but it felt much more thicker. you look down and moan at the sight of toji smacking the fat tip of his dick against you. "awwwww cmonnn baby, i know you can do it- cream all on my dick baby" his raspy voice sends a you over the edge but that was not the final straw, the final straw was toji giving you a mean thrust immediately hitting deep and reaching that gummy spot inside you and as if on command you cum almost instantly "that's it baby just let go f'me" he doesn't move inside you in fact he just sits there and let your slick form a nice and creamy ring around the base of his cock while his head is in the crook of your neck sucking at all the skin he can in that area... as you come down from your high he leans back up and grabs a hold of your face, squishing it in his hands
"now i'm gonna need at least three more"
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[The one where Sanji is jealous of the attention you're getting and he takes advantage of the effect he has on you.]
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The banquet has been going on for a good few hours now. All of the Straw Hats were surprisingly infallible in playing their roles to infiltrate the creme de la creme of pirates: Usopp and Nami, dressed as waiters, could befriend anyone into telling them something interesting. Luffy is taken for much stupider and thus less dangerous than he really is and some looser lips aren't afraid to spill a secret or two around him. Zoro and you are just supposed to be in the in the background, watching and listening. So far so good.
Sanji's mission is to listen in to the gossip that drunk sailors often like to exchange with bartenders but he has found himself in a terrible situation. On one hand, he couldn't blow his cover and start a fight. On the other, he is beyond done with the unsavoury comments about you the men drinking by the bar are exchanging. The only thing that curbs his burning jealousy is the knowledge that he's the only one to know the answers to their questions and speculations about your prowess in several private matters. Despite his fury, he can't really blame them. His own thoughts are escaping his grasp whenever he glances at your seemingly disinterested exterior, made all the more enticing in a long, red dress that belongs more to opera houses than bars frequented by pirates.
He's been scrubbing this one glass for a good five minutes. If he tightens his grip even just a little, the dish is bound to break into a thousand little pieces. Finally, he sets the champagne flute down and makes his way to the chattering men.
"Hate to be the joykiller, gentlemen," he speaks up casually, never giving away even a hint of his anger, "but she is not interested in you."
The three men look him up and down. Either they are ignorant to the concept of hygiene and sunscreen or they really are old enough to be your father. One of them gives him a contemptuous grin, uncovering a row of gold teeth.
"And what do you know, bar boy?" the pirate asks in a hoarse voice.
Sanji leans against the bar counter on his arms. "That rum you're drinking, Cruzan 9?" he nods his head towards the glasses with unfinished drinks. "She's more of a Caroni girl. A couple more zeros on the price tag, longer in the barrel, a rich bouquet of oak, caramel and berries." A charming, almost not arrogant, smile enters his face as he looks at the pirates with a look of superiority in his blue eyes. "Sophisticated palate for a sophisticated woman."
"Is that so?" The pirate leans towards Sanji. He's about to say something else but one of his drinking buddies stops him by putting an arm on his shoulder in a meaningful manner.
"How can you tell?" the other man asks. His voice is bright, filled with genuine curiosity. He hopes to learn something interesting about the mysterious beauty in red.
But Sanji isn't willing to share his secrets. "Comes with experience," he says in an interested voice. Then, to the pirates' dismay, he winks at them and goes back to wiping down his workplace.
"Gentlemen."
A familiar voice makes Sanji immediately look up from the counter he's been cleaning. With grace that only befits someone confident, you politely nod at the three men by the bar and make your way to Sanji. The pirates' eyes linger on you like the perceptive eyes of predators.
His hands move quickly and swiftly as he makes you a drink, knowing exactly what you opt for in similar circumstances - fake "bougie" parties that are insufferable while sober.
"King's Jubilee for my one true queen," he announces while sliding the cocktail glass towards you.
Looking at the drink, you purse your lips having noticed something.
"It's missing the cherry," you point out.
With faux humility, he places a hand over his heart. The heavy rings on his fingers shine slightly in the twilight of the open-air bar. "My most sincere apologies. If I may redeem myself, madam." He bows his head.
"Madam?" you repeat in confusion. "I thought I was a queen?"
Sanji chuckles in a low voice. Your wit and humour are only making you more beautiful in his eyes, always keeping up with his suave words and innuendos.
"I am but a humble servant, Your Highness," he drones the title.
The men sitting by the bar watch the scene with jealousy and fascination. It's beyond them how a bartender could one-up the most notorious of pirates but at the same time, they can't just look away from your flirtatious grin and the clear desire shining in your eyes.
Sanji takes one maraschino cherry out of the jar behind the counter and, holding it by the stem, offers the sweet treat to you. Leaning over the bar, you grab the dessert fruit with your teeth and pluck it from the stem, all the while studying Sanji's dark expression. He's thinking about something obscene, that's for sure.
Taking advantage of the short distance between you, he leans in to whisper something into your ear. The envious voyeurs can't hear his words over the loud music and laughter but they do see your sudden bashfulness. Your eyes momentarily cast down. Whatever that bartending boy has said, it made even a woman of your poise flustered.
Your breath hitches in your throat when Sanji places a soft kiss right below your ear, letting his warm lips brush against your jaw. Then, with weak knees and fuzzy thoughts, you take the drink and go back to your corner to continue meticulous observation of the more interesting guests.
Sanji meets the angered eyes of the proud, envious pirates. He doesn't seem to mind their hurt egos and the doom that it foretells. With a self-assured grin on his face, he asks them:
"Another round, my good gentlemen?"
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Can I request Umemiya & Togame x reader where they have an aquarium date? I feel like it would be cute^_^ feel free to ignore, I hope you have a great day :D
đŤ§đźđ˛*੠aquarium date Ëđ˘Ö´Ö´ŕťđËËđ˘Ö´â§Ë w/ the wind breaker boys
âż featuring: hajime umemiya, jo togame, ren kaji âż contains: established relationship, fluff, unverified facts on sea creatures âż a/n: what a lovely idea! ( Ëśáľ áľ áľËś ) actually this has been requested quite some time ago rip!! tho aquarium dates are definitely cute and i feel like there'd be lots of funny moments! i hope you don't mind but i added kaji in too, cutie~ thank you for your patience!! âż wc: 1.1k
ĘÉ umemiya -
ę¤ the aquarium tickets were a heartfelt gift from a generous townsperson who thought that you and umemiya were the cutest couple. he always talked about you, and shared how he was so lucky to have someone so kind, caring, sweet, and beautiful. the complete package, really. as soon as he had a free day without any scheduled patrols or activities, umemiya eagerly invited you to join him on a date at the aquarium.
ę¤ umemiya got selected as a volunteer for the sea lion show, due to his sparkly-eyed enthusiasm. he was being so cute and silly as he blew flying kisses to you while helping perform tricks and interacting with the sea lion, then when asked if he was here with someone today and if he'd like to give a shoutout, he proudly points at you and proclaims "that's the love of my life right there!" the crowd around you couldn't help but gush at his romantic declaration.
ę¤ as you and umemiya walk into the serene, dimly lit fish aquarium, he notices how the soft blue illumination of the tanks cast an ethereal glow on your face, and umemiya couldn't resist stealing a kiss from you, catching you by surprise from his spontaneous smooch.
ę¤ under the shimmering light of the fish tanks, umemiya pulls you close, whispering to you: "today has been the most amazing day and i'm glad i got to spend it with you." his voice filled with sincerity, as you two walk out of the aquarium hand in hand. "also, did you know my love for you is deeper than the ocean, my sea anemone?" he adds, as you giggle at his chosen pet name.
ę¤ he surprises you with a coral keychain from the gift shop, because he says it reminds him of you. corals bring life to the ocean, and you know how umemiya loves his plants, which provides the oxygen that we breathe, so he says you are like a coral that breathes life into him. (how cute is that!)
ĘÉ togame -
ę¤ togame actually went and bought the aquarium tickets for both of you, because he remembered how much of a marine life advocate you were, to the point that you detested plastic straws because of their detrimental effects on the turtles. he thought it was cool how every ticket bought contributed to help save the sea turtles, and at the same time, you two could also get a fun date out of it.
ę¤ he actually stops and reads the facts about the sea creatures and he tells you about the ones that he finds interesting, but he ends up unintentionally getting real smooth with it and tries to woo you (even if you two are already together).
ę¤ "did you know sea otters hold hands or grab onto each other while sleeping so they won't drift apart? maybe we should try that next time too." togame says as he grasps your hand in his, demonstrating his recently learned fact.
ę¤ by the time you two got to his favorite part, the turtles (it's your favorite too, since it reminds you of him), he would look at the sea turtles with you with so much affection.
ę¤ you point at the mating turtles and giggle, tugging on togame's shishitoren jacket and telling him to look at it. he chuckles and says: "us when we get home later." half jokingly.
ę¤ you two also attended an environmental awareness talk hosted by the aquarium on sea turtles, as togame wraps an arm around you, but his attention seems to be immersed in the talk, while your eyes were fixated on him, feeling a sense of wonder not just for the turtles, but also for togame, who was nodding and listening intently, and it reminded you of how much of a good listener he is to you too.
ę¤ you and togame get matching turtle keychains from the gift shop as a souvenir of your aquarium date. the keychains were the magnetic type, so they click together whenever you two are near each other, accentuating the fact that you two are each other's other half and are very, very attracted to one another.
ĘÉ kaji -
ę¤ kaji (sort of) won the aquarium tickets at the tonpu shopping district raffle, and he was extremely baffled because he doesn't even recall signing up for anything, but it turns out that kusumi and enomoto frantically entered his name daily, as soon as they overheard you mentioning to kaji that you wanted to go to the aquarium with him someday.
ę¤ you excitedly pulled kaji to go watch the dolphin show together, oblivious to the faded "splash zone" sign on your seat, resulting to getting quite a bit drenched despite his attempts to shield you with his arm. kaji blushed furiously and tried his best to look away when he realized he could see a glimpse of your undergarments through your top.
ę¤ he quickly pulled his hoodie over his head and handed it to you, telling you to put it on. with kaji only in a shirt in the chilly aquarium, you insisted he wait outside while you ventured into the gift shop. you returned a minute later to gift him a hoodie that you bought, adorned with cute baby dolphins and the words "i love dolphins" on it, proudly gifting it to him.
ę¤ he said "no way in hell am i wearing that." but he couldn't resist the sad look in your eyes as you pleaded with him: "please? for me, ren?" and that was all it took. for some reason, kaji just can't say no to you. you held too much power over him. he huffed and muttered a "fine", grumbling while reluctantly putting on the dolphin hoodie.
ę¤ you tried to take a picture of him wearing it, but he grabbed your hand and held it to drag you off to the other sea creature exhibits.
ę¤ upon reaching the shark tanks, you playfully nudge kaji to get his attention. "that looks like you whenever you're angry, ren!" you exclaim as you point at a shark gnawing at its food. "is this your way of telling me that you want me to bite you?" kaji looked at you like he was a predator and you were his prey. you blushed as he blamed you for starting it in the first place. kaji also blushed furiously as he realized the implications of what he just said.
ę¤ as you walk home together, kaji shoves a lollipop into your hands, but not just any lollipop - a shark shaped one, and says he just got it for you as thanks for the hoodie. but deep inside, you knew that kaji got it for you because he wanted you to think of him (and maybe of him biting you).
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Hello!! Could u do number 5 angst with megumi jjk??
no. [crying.]
just not now.
m. fushiguro. | my drug, my addiction.
cw: angst, foul language, unrequited love, rejection, gn! reader. wc: 629. notes: we're not friends. not proofread
His eyes met yours like a scalding hot burn, piercing your soul in merciless indifference,
"Sorry, but no."
Megumi's voice echoed in your head, no longer the song that made your heart sing but what made it shatter. Your breath felt like it shrunk in your lungs while each word and emotion began to ball up into a lump in your throat. Your eyes were blown wide, staring right at him but it felt like you couldn't see him. The warm curves of his cheeks turned into the creases in his forehead as he raised a brow at you,
"What? Look, y/n, I don't see you like that."
It felt like autopilot, robotic smile on your lip as you nod, letting him walk away with a dry expression as he turned his back on you. He didn't look back, the uncomfortable glare of unreciprocated feeling lingering on your face as your back faced his. it felt hard to swallow, it felt like your head was coming unscrewed from how fast it was spinning. Were you truly that delusional?
They always say when a door in life closes, another open, but right now? Right now, it feels like every single molecule of space around you is a door slamming shut and squeezing you alive. Your feet dragged back to your dorm, phone discarded somewhere, muted as regretful texts from Kugisaki lit up your lockscreen.
Curled up beneath a behemoth mountain of sheets, you still felt cold, the reminder of his dismissive stare, his hands in his pocket, the way all those bubbly feelings in your heart bursted into searing rejection that felt like they tore apart your chest.
The wall felt happier to stare at then yourself. God, maybe you really were wearing rose-tinted glasses. You pursed your lips, think to every time your mind brought you to a hopeful la-la-land of your ideals.
Every time Megumi 'stared' at you, was he staring at you, or was it because you were sat next to Panda, who he was talking to? Or... when he remembered your favorite snack! Or maybe it's because Itadori told him, since he was the one who was supposed to get them. And he was the one you had told... How about your birthday? No, all he did was contribute to the collective gift given by the other first-years.
With how dehydrated you were, you weren't sure if it was now that you became deranged, or before. But probably the latter, considering your mind was now brutally slapping you in the face, each memory of your pathetic puppy love followed by the raging reminder of rejection.
Maybe today wasn't the day to feel confident, maybe you shouldn't have hyped yourself up in the mirror this morning.
Early morning practice was a weekly shenanigan; shenanigan because most of the time, those who were not dueling to the half-death were goofing around. Today was just another one of those days, with Maki and Kugisaki going head to head in a close combat training. Megumi had. just finished with Itadori, and fuck did he look beautiful, wrist wiping the sweat on his forehead, his fringe flipped back as his chest slightly heaved.
You couldn't help but admire the way the just risen sun's light glimered off each bead that trailed down his defined cheekbones, or how his sharp eyes glared into Itadori at some stupid joke he had made. Megumi had decided to go refill his water bottle, and you decided to trail along. God, did you regret that now.
How much more fucking obvious could it be? You were being delusional, desperate, grasping at the straws of romantically meaningless, platonic, actions, playing make-believe as if they meant anything at all.
Class would be much harder from now on.
notes: oh my gee i havent used y/n in so long....
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THE KID AT THE BACK
-theories
Did i sit down and analyze this game for 3 hours straight because I'm hyperfixated on it? Yes, yes i did.
This isnt proof-read and long as hell so buckle up for a joyride, y'all (by the way, there's another TKATB fanfic in the works as we speak and also some fanart, though I'm not sure wether to post it or not... well, we'll see!)
Some of these might not seem all too thought through (??) Since i was kind of grasping at straws here (and it was like 2 a.m. lmao), so if y'all have questions/need me to elaborate or have theories of your own feel free to share!
(There's some inspiration here from other people in the Fandom, most of them from the community section on itch.io which isnt available any more)
Sol knows the player longer than we think
My theory ->
-Fantasia stated that one of her 3 biggest inspirations was the game AMNESIA
-In amnesia the mc loses her memory in an accident. One of the love interests is her childhood friend and also the only yandere in the game (at least from what i could find out)
-She already drew Sol with Forget-me-nots and in the valentines day special the boquet sol gave us also contained Forget-me-nots
-In the book (this gallery thing with all the cutscene images) on the top of sols page is written 'Remember Me' which implies we forgot about him
-Annabel Lee Poem:
+The poem contains the line 'I was a child, she was a child' which furthermore implies that Sol and MC knew each other as kids
+Except for the last two paragraphs the poem is written in past tense, which could be talking about sols POV with us
Perhaps MC had an accident, as mentioned above, and MCs father (highborn kinsmen) tore MC away from Sol to the countryside
+The poem mentions angels killing annabel lee which could also mean something like this: MC doesnt die but, however, gets amnesia. That way, the MC sol knows and loves is dead because MC no longer exists the way MC did before (also the fact that she forgot him)
Some people theorize MCs farm is near the sea and that is the reason why sol hates the sea (i believe the city is near the sea and that's where MC 'died' (maybe MC almost drowned and got Amnesia that way?(apparently its possible for people who almost drowned to get amnesia)))
+"The speaker loves annabel lee to the point of death and even after death" (MCs view how to interpret the poem) (-> Sol loves MC to 'death' (the day they got amnesia) and even after 'death' (after MC got amnesia and 'died' in a sense, as a person))
-sol says he thinks death is beautiful, i didn't really know what to make of that, the only conclusion i came to would be: If MC actually did drown and lose their memories due to that, sol might have been involved in MC drowning (or at least blames himself for that) but viewed MC losing their memories as a 'second chance' with them, since they can start from anew (perhaps he made some mistakes with MC in the past which all eventually built up to MC drowning (it could be that we were already teens at that point)
-sol states afterwards: "But people refused them to let them be together, as if fate refuses them to die together" which supports my theory that MC was taken from Sol by someone (most likely the father after he witnessed Sols behaviour and his final straw was MC drowning because of him) the 'let them die together' could mean something like their relationship 'dying' and then starting over again or perhaps he tried to die with them, who knows (all this is really far fetched i am grasping at straws here lmao)
-in a really quick scene right after he mutters "I'm won't let it happen to me... not again" (some people view this as Sol already lost someone he loved dearly but it could also be the MC who was taken from him
ANOTHER THING I COULD IMAGINE -ABOUT DYING TOGETHER COULD BE:
MC almost died, Sol went after them but they were already saved, Sol just didnt witness that and almost died himself/wanted to die but was saved from that by someone (maybe hyugo? Though, he is an exchange student)
-Another theory on hyugo. It's canon that he is an exchange student, however i do believe he is from this city (since he knows about the hierarchy and his brother Geo apparently is no exchange student), moved away and is now back for business (relating to his 'mafia schemes' but under the disguise of being an exchange student)
Maybe he moved around the same time MC left or some time after that
-Hyugo mentions on the rooftop that we remind him of someone and the pronoun of the person he refers to changes based on the one the player picked for the MC in the beginning. It could mean we remind him of someone else entirely, someone maybe not even related to sol (though i doubt that) or to the MC and he knows them from back then but maybe thought MC died as well and cant believe they actually survived (maybe he want to spike MCs memory by doing that)
-A dream within a dream: MC mentions that this poem, at least to them, talks about the uncertainty about something, like life (which could also imply that they might be uncertain about some things in their mife because they simply forgot them due to amnesia)
-THE SECOND DAY 'THE KINGDOM'
+some people think the kingdom (by the sea) refers to MCs farm and implies its near the sea, however in day 2 we find out about the hierarchy in the city and considering my theory that MC actually is from the city and almost drowned there, i believe the kingdom by the sea is the city. MC does mention in the beginning that they lived on the farm ever since they were a child, however, it could very well be that we moved there right after the incident that caused MCs amnesia (if MC was akid when it happened it would really matter because then it would still fit with the fact that they lived there since theyre a child, however if they were already a teen, perhaps the father moved there immediately to cut off all ties to Sol and told us we have always lived there on top of that (considering the previous theories)
The father also didnt seem fond of the idea that we go to the city (the fact that he is is indebted to someone from high class could imply he might be from there), that could be because he knows how dangerous the city is (and how we could potentially meet sol again)
-maybe the reason for the debt is that MCs father suddenly bought the farm land to get us away from the city as soon as possible and had to take on a loan from one of his contacts in the city
-we know that this is MCs last year at the university, if we say shes minimum 22, and was already in the school for 4 years that would mean she got there at 18. If the 'drowning theory' events took place when MC was a teen (like 16 maybe) it would explain why the father was indebted (i also think 2 years is an believable timeframe a higher class person would give someone to pay off their debt)
-at the end of day 2 sol says he's sorry for leaving us and "i dont know what I'll do if..." which supports my theory that he lost us once (and he blames himself as the reason (again, MC drowning?))
-inspirations:
+ https://www.tumblr.com/sweet-herbal-peach-tea/746168072919023616/tkatb-theories?source=share
+ https://itch.io/t/3749638/whats-the-secret-between-hyugo-and-sol
Another theory:
Sleepy Hollow and The kid at the back
-In the nicknames the boys have for MC (fantasia released that on twitter and tumblr) sol calls MC pumpkin (like the pumpkin of the headless horseman (also in the gallery there is a pumpkin above the book)) and Crowe calls them '(star-crossed) lover'
Star-crossed lovers are people who love each other but can't be together
I believe this might imply that, even though Crowe is the second romance option, MC can't be with him no matter what they do
I also found out that the nickname is a phrase from romeo and juliet (which furthermore implies crowe will die)
We know what romeo and juliet is about: romeo and juliet cant be together because their families are enemies (some people believe Crowes father might be them man MCs father owes money to(i personally doubt thah though but it would support this romeo and juliet situation)) and at the end romeo thinks that juliet died, kills himself and then juliet turns out to not be dead but kills herself after seeing romeo dead
-Jericho Ichabod is a character from Sleepy Hollow, along Katrina (the FMC who owns a farm (what a coincidence)) and Brom Bones (its implied he is the headless horseman). In the story, jericho courts Katrina at a party, she rejects him and on his way home the headless horseman kills him (in the scene where Sol accompanies MC to class he says 'it's always been you ichabod' which could furthermore imply that crowe or his family have something do to with the fact that Sol and MC arent together)
In the library scene with Crowe he asks MC about their opinion on marie Antoinette and when MC says something negative about her, his reaction seems kind of strange. MC also brought a book about torture devices and execution methods and in that book is a picture of 'The Executioner' and he has scars on his arms, wears a mask and a chained collar. This correlates with some of sols features. He has scars on his arms (as seen in one of fantasias drawings), wears a chocker (he also wears a mask when he breaks into MCs room but that's really something anyone who does that would do). This implies even more that he will kill crowe.
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On our own terms
Nicholas Alexander Chavez x famous!black!reader
Description: (y/n) is booked and busy, meanwhile fans and gossip pages alike are desperate for any informationâŚor a continuation of part one.
Warnings: none
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(Y/n) posted on their story!
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nicholasalexanderchavez hello New York đŽđ¤Żđ¤Š
user1 so deserved
user2 itâs such a flex that I can say Iâve been a fan since he was first on GH and none of you other fans can say that
> user3 i can say that
> user4 sameâŚyou arenât that special
> user2 why canât you just let me have this đ
celebwatch thatâs definitely (y/n)
> user5 sheâs not even in that part of New York today. Her show is uptown.
nicholasgalitzine itâs the size of his ego đĽş
> nicholasalexanderchavez aww youâve got jokes đĽş
> (y/n) i literally saw you on one that was bigger than that
> mrsgalitzine lol not (y/n) swooping in and eating you up
(y/n)andnicholas Iâm keeping my page whether the rumors are true or not. Maybe I can manifest this relationship
> user6 whereâs the relationship probability girl from tiktok when you need her
user7 whereâs that delulu account lexiloo6? Kinda miss them lowkey
> lexiloo6 donât worry Iâm here and Iâm just getting startedđ you thought thereâd be a post he made without me commenting on it?
> user2 I respect your dedication
user8 every day I thank my grandmother for telling me to shut up and watch GH with her đââď¸
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celebritiesexposed Actress/model (y/n) and her new mystery man were seen outside of an NYC restaurant last night. (Y/n) will be walking in multiple shows this NYFW. This comes just a couple of weeks after she revealed via her Instagram that she is in a relationship. Fans have begun speculating as to who could be with her. The running theory is actor Nicholas Chavez as both were recently in Italy at the same time. However, Nicholas Chavez has also revealed that he is in a relationship. Special thanks to our eagle-eyes fans! Keep sending in more spottings and pics. Leave your guess in the comments below of who you think the beautiful model is dating!
ilovenickchavez ooo they are not beating the allegations
celebriteagossip interestingâŚđ
user1 đđŚ
> user2 LMAOOO
user2 good for her. theyâd be really cute together
nicchavezismine itâs so obviously not (y/n). You guys are seriously grasping at straws. Thereâs no way heâd lower his standards that much
> (y/n)ismother Iâm sure you would know about lowering standards since thatâs the only way someone would ever take you out
> user3 đ¤đ¤đ
> user4 silent or silenced đ
goddess(y/n) I hope this is real. Heâs so much better than the other people (y/n) has dated in the past.
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(Y/n)fashion New pics of (y/n) from her first two shows at this yearâs NYFW. Sheâs absolutely killing it đ
user1 OMG SHE LIKED
user2 the things I would do if I looked like that
(Y/n) Thank you đ𫶠I had so much fun
> (y/n)fashion OMG HIIII
(Y/n)loml literally almost forgot how to breathe
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(Y/n)loml someone call an ambulance and itâs for me
(y/n)loml whatâs it like to wake up and just be perfect?
user3 sheâs booked and busy fr as she should be đââď¸â¨
user4 the fact that this is both the year of (y/n) and the year of Nicholas Chavez cannot be a coincidence. Thank you universe đ§ââď¸ââĄď¸
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anon_gossip After walking in two shows today, (y/n) was seen out and about in New York tonight with her mystery man. Both pics were snapped in different locations by two separate fans. Keep looking out guys! Canât wait to see what else youâll submit đ¤
user1 that definitely has to be Nicholas Chavez because who else could it be??
user2 whereâs the body analysis guy from tiktok when you need him. Is the guy in the pics the same height?
user3 Nicholas is way broader than that guy in the pics. No way itâs him.
user4 idk maybe he didnât get a pump in today?
> user5 I think it looks like him. The guy in the pics is muscular too
user6 (y/n) pleaseeeee canât you speak on this yet?
> itswes lol
> user6 omg not (y/n)âs brother in the comments
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âi hope i was your favorite crime.â || coriolanus snow x f!reader
| request- hi! i was wondering if you could do a corio x plinth reader where he aproches her bc she is a plinth (and she notices and gets mad bc she think that corio takes her for a stupid girl who would just fall for his lies) but he slowly falls for her. i would really like if it ends well, like them together. i hope you understood my idea, i love your work btw.
| A/N- i wanted so bad to make sooooo angsty but i fought the demons. def ooc everybody besides festus. fuck you festus. hope you like it as much as i do đŤśđť
| WARNINGS- alcohol consumption, creepy men, bad fathers (relatable), nice coriolanus snow, festus creed (he deserves a warning), eating, making out, traumatized sejanus (im sorry sejanus i love you)
the eldest plinth daughter. not an heir, but something youâd want to marry into. if you could get her, youâd never need to do anything again in your life. coriolanus knew that, he reveled in that. heâd never met her, all the times he went over to the plinthâs apartment she was either out or the door to her bedroom was tightly locked- not accepting visitors.
he wondered what she did with her time, was she in university? sejanus seems to never talk about his sister unless someone asks. but yet here she was. a floor length silver dress caught coriolanusâ eye, turning his head to follow the figure. she stood tall and confidently next to her brother. his eyes cascaded over the entire family, all in the same tantalizing silver. they were brightly shining in the ballroom of the benefit. itâd be hard to ignore them. he hated that.
he studied her, they way he could almost see a resemblance to sejanus but feeling as if heâs grasping at straws. her left hand holding a champagne glass she hasnât drank from, and her right hand resting on sejanusâ shoulder. sheâs nodding along to whatever nonsense pup harrington is spitting at her, no doubt making a pass.
she excuses herself and points at her glass, which is now empty after having to listen to the poor boy. when she reaches the full glasses lined up on the table coriolanus makes his move. âhello, ms.plinth.â her head turns to him and her eyes narrow. âcoriolanus snow. my brothers supposed best friend- whereâs tigris? i like her.â she quickly downs the glass and reaches for another. coriolanus can feel the disdain for him leaking out of her pores.
âsheâs, um, sheâs back at home. with grandmaâam. she is quite nice to be around, isnât she? how are you enjoying your night?â he attempts to flip the conversation back to her- oh wait, sheâs not even looking at him anymore. her eyes find sejanusâ as heâs talking to livia cardew, and she begins walking in his direction. ânice talking to you, coriolanus.â but he felt like it definitely wasnât nice. was he wanting to marry her for her money? yes. but was she also beautiful and apparently quite funny, as ma plinth has said? also yes.
she spent the rest of night collecting champagne glasses and not leaving sejanusâ side. even he was beginning to get bothered by the bachelors approaching his sister. she leaned against the back wall, yes, another glass in hand. sheâd gotten roped into a conversation with festus, clearly tortuous. coriolanus was standing with sejanus about a foot away, so sejanus could keep and eye on festus.
âitâs just so frustrating, coryo! all these guys coming up and trying to make a pass at my sister while iâm right there, if i didnât know any better i wouldâve taken pup harrington outside. you shouldâve heard some of the stuff he was saying to her. itâs horrible.â sejanus rants while staring at festus. âwell, sheâs gonna have to get married eventually, sejanus.â coriolanus says with a slight smile to his bestfriend.
âi know that, just none of these guys. weâve been everyday with them at the academy. you know how bad they are, the shit they say about women in general. i donât want those guys with her.â itâs obvious heâs quite over protective of her, even though sheâs three years older than him. coriolanus nods along with him and pats his back.
âiâll go save her.â coriolanus comforts his friend and makes his way to festus. âsejanus said he needed your opinion on some ideas for the food, seemed urgent.â she nods and offers a knowing smile to coriolanus. festus leans his head on the wall âman! i really felt like i was getting somewhere with herâ coriolanus rests a hand on his shoulder. âtrust me, you definitely werenât.â
the party has picked up and died down, everyone sitting to eat but coriolanus couldnât seem to figure out where she was. she wasnât sitting with her family and unless she had friends he didnât know, he couldnât see her anywhere. heâd made his way outside to take a breather from all the talking and hugging old people who knew his parents.
thatâs when his eyes laid upon the girl in the silver dress, and he took a seat next to her on the steps. sheâs staring out into the gardens and her eyes are glazed over. no champagne glass in her hand this time. she doesnât turn to look at him.
âiâm really drunk right now and i hate almost everyone in there. all they care about is money and those stupid hunger games.â she confided in him and rested her chin on her arms that are wrapped around her knees. âyeah, you didnât look like you were having a great time. i tried counting how many glasses you had but i lost count after ten.â she lightly laughed and shook her head.
âi think it was thirteen but iâm not sure, i drank four while festus was chirping in my ear about how many children he wanted.â she feigned chills at the mention of his name and they laughed. she turned to look at him with a barley noticeable smile âyouâre not like them, are you? youâre more like sejanus. quiet and doesnât bother women they want to marry.â the comparison of sejanus would normally upset him, but coming from her it felt the highest compliment a man could receive.
she rubbed her hands over her arms to conserve warmth and coriolanus quickly removed his blazer to wrap around her and she muttered a small thanks. resuming her staring at the gardens. âwould you like to grab you some water? or something to eat? itâs not gonna be very good for you tomorrow morning if you donât eat something.â he whispers towards and she nods her head.
as coriolanus is walking back in, the plinths are walking out. âhey coryo. weâre heading home for the night as ma doesnât feel too well, have you seen-â coriolanus points outside âsheâs on the steps, make sure she eats something when you get home. way too much champagne for a human.â seianus claps his hand against coriolanusâ chest and continues outside.
the sun is battering down on the capitol but the plinths home is cooler than a beautiful spring day, probably for the hungover girl inside. coriolanus knocks on the door and smiles as his eyes meet maâs. âoh! coriolanus, itâs so good to see you. we didnât talk much last night. come in! i just finished up some pies!â she ushers him inside as sejanus joins them in his mothers corner of the kitchen.
after the grueling and quite long conversation with ma coriolanus excused himself. sejanus seemingly interested in this new sugar ma had found. as coriolanus rounded the corner to her room, he stopped. suddenly feeling quite nervous and as if he might throw up. her bedroom door opened and her eyes meet his, he looks down and sheâs holding his blazer out. âi heard you talking to ma, here this.â her calloused tone returns, maybe she only likes him sheâs drunk. he better find a lot more champagne.
the plinth family plus coriolanus are sitting in the sun room, drinking iced tea and munching on whatever treats ma had baked. âso, coriolanus, do you have any plans on getting married after university?â straboâs deep and rough voice cut over his wifeâs story.
coriolanus set his tea down âiâd hope so, certainly.â his eyes skip between strabo and his daughter. sheâs sitting with her knees pulled up to chest and sheâs looking out the window. âwell you know how much weâd love to have you in the family, we could arrange your marriage with-â she sets her cup down harshly and stands up.
âyou always do this! could you just leave me alone? maybe i donât want to get married, ma said it was fine if i didnât marry.â sheâs waving her hands around and waits for him to answer. when sheâs met with silence she storms out and slams the sunroom door. âstrabo, you canât make her marry someone she doesnât love.â someone she doesnât love.
coriolanus stands up and thanks them for the tea. âtigris wanted to head to the market and iâd never let her go alone, iâll see you guys tomorrow night.â
he walks by her door and tries the handle, quietly. he fully expected it to be locked but the door swings open and sheâs laying face down on the bed. âsejanus, go away.â she grumbled through her mattress. âitâs not sejanus.â she sighs and sits up, staring at him.
âdo you not knock before entering a room?â she tilted her head and studied him. âi expected it to be locked, sorry. iâll knock next time.â his eyes seem to gravitate towards the floor and he canât will himself to bring them back up.
âiâm sorry about my father. iâm sure it made you very uncomfortable, heâs just always trying to marry me off.â her hands fidget awkwardly in her lap. âi wasnât too uncomfortable, any guy would be lucky to marry you. i always heard that you were quite mean, iâve yet to see that.â
she scoffed and turned her head to the window. âthey only say that because i donât hesitate to speak my mind. i taught sejanus that. i am definitely what they call me, but only to them.â why does she feel so comfortable spilling her guts to him?
âi saw you and sejanusâ sister a few minutes ago, coriolanus. are you willing to deal with her grating voice and attitude for the plinths money?â arachne sneers towards him and the group laughs. âit helps that sheâs pretty, itâs already hard enough trying to talk to her.â coriolanus regrets it the second it escapes his mouth.
she liked him. she really did like coriolanus snow, but who doesnât? she weaved her way through the crowd trying to escape him. he was hot on her trail until he catches up to her in one of the various bedrooms inside the ravinstalls estate.
âdo you think iâm stupid, coriolanus? be honest.â he scrambles to find the words but his brain couldnât function in the one moment he desperately needed it. âi said you were different, i talked to you about things i liked, i would tell ma all about you. but you arenât different, youâre just like the others.â he ran his hand through his hair. âi was different, i am different. i donât know why i said that, it just came out. i didnât mean it, i promise.â
he attempted to take her hand but she ripped out of his grasp and stomped out of the room. shit.
the next day her door was locked. and the next. and the next. he wasnât even sure she was there anymore. sejanus hasnât mentioned anything but he wished he would. he wished he would tell him if she was okay or if he majorly screwed up.
as coriolanus and sejanus sit in the sunroom attempting to study, thereâs a knock on the door. coriolanus cranes his neck to see festus ravinstill standing there with a bouquet of flowers. god, this kid is tragic. but then he sees you, take the flowers with a smile and a kiss on his cheek. straboâs never looked happier.
coriolanus suffered in silence watching festus become a daily guest and drowning out sejanusâ complaints about him being there. for once in his life, he agreed with sejanus. when he enters the kitchen to refill his glass of lemonade he sees her watering the plants in the kitchen.
âdonât marry him. he wonât be good to you.â she drops her head and turns to him. âand you would?â she spits back sending him into a whirlwind. âyes.â he whispers out and she takes a few steps closer to him. âfestus is nice and fathers happy with this. i donât have another choice, coriolanus. i have to do thisâ how does she always sound so sure of herself? maybe coriolanus could take a class from her.
their eyes finally meet, after weeks of not seeing her eyes, sheâs finally looking at him. âyou could marry me, instead. i wouldnât treat you like a prize, like festus would.â she steps impossibly closer and he feels like he canât breathe when sheâs around. oxygen becomes molasses and his knees become jelly.
she looks over coriolanusâ shoulder and stands up on her toes to kiss him. he takes a moment to catch on but he his hands find purchase on her waist and he leans down. all nerves thrown out the window and all he can think of is her, how she tastes, how she smells, he canât even remember who festus is.
her hands wind his curly hair around her fingers as she swipes her tongue against his own and he pushes her against the refrigerator, causing a few magnets to fall onto the floor. his hands are trailing up and down the waist of the yellow dress she had decided to wear that day.
festus had left the plinths the second he saw her look at him over coriolanusâ shoulder. knowing he lost and thereâs nothing he couldâve done.
she pulls back, panting. âiâll marry you, just donât call me annoying again.â her lipstick is smeared across both of their mouths and he gives her a dopey smile. âi wouldnât dream of itâ he brushes stray hair out of her face.
âin the kitchen?! we make food there!â sejanus is standing in the doorway, seemingly traumatized. âsorry, sej.â he shakes his head walking away but throwing a secretive thumbs up at coriolanus.
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43. falling asleep with their head in your lap +
45. running hands through hair
In the unflattering fluorescent hospital lighting, in a hard plastic visitor's chair, Evan looks wan. The light hits his face at odd angles, dragging down the deep bags under his eyes, draining his skin of its colour, its rosy vital glow.
Tommy has never seen anyone look so beautiful.
"Hey, baby," he rasps. He tries to clear his throat and ends up in a coughing fit that sets pain lancing through his body. Evan's eyes widen and in his rush to get a straw between Tommy's lips, he spills water on Tommy's chest.
"Hey, hey, it's good to see you awake," Evan says as Tommy sips his water. "How are you feeling?"
Tommy lets the straw go and tries to take stock. He looks down at himself - his left leg is in a cast from his hip down, as is his left arm. They both hurt in a dull, vague way, same as his ribs and his head. There's an IV line running through the back of his right hand. His stomach turns a little at the sight so he looks away. He's not great with needles.
"It hurts," he says, frowning. He looks back up at Evan, who plasters a fake smile on his face. "What happened?"
Evan takes his hand, carefully, cups Tommy's fingers between both of his hands without jostling the IV. "You don't remember?"
Tommy shakes his head and decides never to do that again when it makes the room spin.
"You were- there was an accident," Evan says, stroking his thumb down the back of Tommy's index finger. "You, uh, you got hit by- by a car."
"Oh." Tommy looks into Evan's eyes. They're so pretty. "Really?"
Evan smiles a little - this one is real, Tommy can tell. "Yeah. What's the last thing you remember?"
Tommy thinks, tries to grasp the memory of what he was doing before he woke up. It's hard to hold onto any one thought - it's like chasing bubbles. The second he gets his hands on one, it pops, gone. Evan likes to blow bubbles for Jee. She runs through them, twirling until each and every one is gone, and asks again, again! It's so cute it makes Tommy giggle.
"What's so funny, huh?" Evan asks. He's smiling still, kind of, but he looks confused.
"You're so cute," Tommy explains. He knows Evan will get what he means. Evan always gets what he means. Case in point: he laughs, which makes Tommy smile even more because he loves that sound.
"You enjoying that morphine, babe?"
Tommy almost shakes his head - but then he remembers he shouldn't. "I don't like morphine. It makes me nauseous." He pulls his hand out of Evan's hold and presses his thumb to Evan's birthmark. It fits his thumb so perfectly. Like Cinderella's shoe. "I like you, Cinderella."
Evan laughs for real, then, big and loud, and Tommy feels proud of himself. It's his job to make Evan happy. His hand is dislodged, but he raises it again, landing it in Evan's hair. It doesn't feel like gel, like he's used to, all he feels are Evan's soft curls, and he could get addicted to how they glide under his fingers. He pulls Evan closer, then down, so he's resting his head on Tommy's hip, and Tommy doesn't have to lift his hand so high to touch his hair. Evan's still smiling up at him.
"You look tired," Tommy says. Evan proves his point by yawning.
"I'm fine. You're the one who needs his rest." Evan lays a hand on Tommy's knee. He likes it, he always likes when Evan touches him.
"You can sleep," Tommy says. He traces his thumb across Evan's dark under-eye, making his eyelashes flutter, and on his way back to burying his fingers in Evan's hair he presses his thumb into Evan's birthmark again. "I want you to."
"Will you sleep if I do?"
"Yeah," Tommy lies. He thinks Evan sees through him, because Evan knows him so well, but he still closes his eyes and nuzzles against Tommy's hip.
Tommy focuses on brushing his fingers through Evan's hair, letting his curls bounce back into shape before he reaches them again, following the soothing rhythm of Evan's breathing. He loses track of time; it drips, slow like the motion of his fingers, slow like his thoughts that remain out of reach, and before he has a chance to notice it, his own eyes have grown heavy.
He falls back asleep in pain, still - but with Evan's head a welcome weight on his hip, Evan's hand on his knee, his fingers tangled up in Evan's hair, it's easy to ignore.
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summary: dean searches your room when youâre missing, and the love letters he finds break his heart
pairing: dean winchester x female reader
rating: R for language
word count: 1.9k (1.5k excluding poems)Â
warnings: reader goes/is missing, language,Â
authorâs note: please donât make fun of my âpoetryâ, i know itâs not good thatâs why i don't write poems lol
âHey Dean, Iâm working a case near Wichita so Iâll probably be back home by the end of the week. See you soon, bye.â
âThatâs the last I heard from her,â Dean told his brother after playing him the message you left. âItâs been over a week, Iâm gettinâ worried here!â
âDo you know what kinda case she was working?â Sam asked, Dean shook his head. âOkay, well Iâm sure sheâs fine, Dean. Letâs call the hospitals around where she is and ask if sheâs there.â
âYou do that, Iâm gonna head to Wichita,â Dean replied.
âI think we should call the hospitals first, Dean. She said she was near Wichita, she could be anywhere from here to there!â
Dean sighed but agreed with Samâs plan.
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The boys had no luck with any of the hospitals so they decided to head over to Wichita and look for you. They searched for a few days before heading back to the bunker, hoping you might be there waiting for them. You werenât, of course, and that only made their worry grow.
Youâd been missing for nearly two weeks! Â
Dean thought there might be some kind of clue in your room and decided that searching it was next on his to-do list. Though he knew he was grasping at straws, he did it anyway.
Opening the door to your room, he smiled at the poster near your bed. It was the one heâd gotten you for Christmas last year. It was a kind of gag giftâit was his favorite band. (His real gift had been much more thoughtful.)
He began his search at your desk, digging through the mess of papers splayed out on the wood surface. His brows furrowed when he found one paper in particular. It looked like⌠a love poem?
The way your hair looks in the morning
The way your laugh adds life to moments boring
The way your breath hits my neck when youâre standing just behind me
Reaching over to grab something off the table
A lore book, of all things to be
And the way your eyes light up when you look into mine
I swear I almost see a hint of love
Behind those piercing starlights
Your lips on mine is what I need
Did you hear me?Â
I said kiss me, you fool!
Weâve not got much time
In this line of lifeÂ
And I need you at my side.
Dean didnât know if the poem would be considered âgoodâ in the public eye, but he knew it made his heart clench. You were in love? But⌠with whom?
To him, the words were beautiful, and the thought that you wrote them about someone else broke his fucking heart. He knew there were no clues to your whereabouts in the next poem, but of course, he read it anyway.
I think of you when I drive and spot a classic car
I think of you when I eat a cheeseburgerÂ
And Iâll turn it upside down when Iâm missing you
I think of you when I hear a Zepplin song
And I turn the music up when Iâm not with you
I think of you when I see anyone wear flannel
Or a leather jacket thatâs clearly a size or two too big
And I love to think of you
It just makes sense to me
I love to picture you beside me
At night when I canât sleep
Or when I get scared of what Iâm facing
I think of what you would do
Day or night
Night, day, or noonÂ
I always think of you
Whoever this mystery person was, they were fucking lucky. Dean had never felt so jealous in his entire life. He always thought you two had a âwill they wonât theyâ side to your relationship but at that moment he realized it was completely one-sided. The fun, flirty side to all your late-night conversations had just been friendly. Two friends playfully talking as if they both wanted to be more.
Of course Dean wanted to be more. Of course he knew he wanted to be with you. But now? Now he knew heâd either missed his chance or he simply never had one.
You were in love with someone that wasnât him. And the love youâd been writing about wasnât the kind someone gets over. Itâs the kind that sticksâfor life. The kind that people write songs about, the kind that people fight wars over, and the kind that makes people go crazy in the best way.Â
He knew heâd found that love when he first fell for you, but it turned out you had found that love in someone else.
âAnything?â Sam asked, walking into your room.
âUhm,â Dean cleared his throat, hoping his eyes didnât look as cloudy as they felt. âNo, nothing important. Just some love letters or something.âÂ
Sam furrowed his brows and picked up one of the poems off the desk, one that Dean had not read yet. As the taller Winchester read what you wrote his eyes grew wide, practically popping out of his head as his mouth fell open.
âOh my fucking god!â Sam exclaimed. âY/nâs in love with you?â He looked at his older brother in shock.
âMe? No, these poems are about whoever sheâs been seeing recently, they arenât about me. Weâre just friends.â
âYou havenât read this one yet, have you?â Sam asked with a small smile before handing it over.
You asked me today; âwhatâs your favorite color?â
And I just shrugged; âI donât know, blue?â
Cause how could I have said the truth?
The color I love most in the world
The color that brings me nothing but joy
In this sad, awful little life
Is the green and hazel of your eyes
The emerald diamonds that shine
When you look into the sun
The soft hazel that looks over at me
When weâre reading in the library
How can I tell you all of thisÂ
When the question is so simple and plain
How do I go into such specific detail
About the color Iâm in love with
Without freaking you out
Or scaring you away
Or making you laugh at me
Because I know your favorite colorÂ
And I know itâs not the color of my eyes
âYouâŚYou think this is really about me?â Dean asked his little brother, hoping Sam was right.
âDean in all my life I have never seen anyone but you eat a burger bun-side-down,â Sam chuckled a little having read one of the poems Dean had read earlier.
âOh my god.â Dean furrowed his brows, looking back down at the paper in his hands. âWeâve gotta find her, Sammy, I gotta tell her!â
âTell her that you went through her stuff while she was gone? Donât think thatâs the best idea.â
âNo! Tell her Iâm in love with her! Tell her that the color of her eyes is my favorite fucking color too! And every time her favorite band comes on the radio I turn it up, and every time I see a woman wearing her type of clothes I think about her. Tell her that all I do every waking moment of every day is wish I was with her, wish I was holding her in my arms so I could never let go.â
âI think you just told her.â Sam smiled, nodding to where you now stood at your door. Dean turned around quickly. Tears of joy stung your eyes as you looked at him and smiled.
âYou love me?â you asked.
âMore than anything,â Dean admitted as he hurried to you. He wrapped you in a tight hug, kissing your temple quickly before he tucked your head under his chin. âIâm so glad youâre okay!â
âIâm sorry I didnât call, itâs a long story,â you mumbled. âWhen vampires ban together with twisted humans, theyâre a lot harder to kill.â
âWe were really worried about you,â Dean admitted. âLikeâŚfucking terrified.â
âIs that why you decided to dig through my personal shit?â you asked. You were one hundred percent kidding, but Dean was still nervous.
âYeahâŚsorry,â Sam cringe-clenched his teeth, âit was my fault.â
You and Dean pulled back from the hug, but you took his hand in yours as you narrowed your gaze at the younger hunter.
âI know your tell, Sammy,â you said. âBut itâs sweet that youâre trying to cover for Dean.âÂ
âYep, all Deanâs fault,â Sam admitted before heading for the door, giving his brother a pat on the shoulder on his way out. âGood luck.â
âLook, I didnât mean to invade your privacy, I swear,â Dean told you quickly. âI was looking for something that might tell me where the hell you were.â
âHow many did you read?â you asked.
âThree,â Dean sighed, still thinking you were pissed at him.
âSoâŚyou know, then? That Iâm hopelessly in love with you? And you think Iâd be mad at you for looking through my stuff?â
âI mean, I know you value your privacy.â
âDean,â you started, putting a hand on his cheek and turning his face to look down at you, âwould you please just fuckinâ kiss me already?â
He seemed almost surprised by your question but he quickly smiled as he bent down and kissed you. His one hand stayed clasped in yours while his other went to your waist and then trailed to your lower back. The hand you had on his cheek went to the upper back of his neck so you could tangle your fingers in his hair. The smiles on both of your faces only grew before you both pulled away.
âWow, Iâve wanted to do that for so long,â Dean mumbled before he let out a short, breathy laugh.
âMe too,â you replied.Â
**
Youâd been back home for a few days now and you had explained the whole missing situation to the brothers. You told them how the simple vampire hunt turned sour quickly when you realized the small-townâs sheriff was in on it and helped the vamps with making humans just disappear. Theyâd made you as a hunter instantly and held you hostage for a few days before you killed your way out.Â
Dean never left your side so when he saw a new poem on your desk his brows furrowed. Curiosity got the better of him as he sat down to read it.
My god aren't I lucky
Now that you're holding me at night
And that first time we kissed in the doorway
I couldâve sworn I was kissing pure sunshineÂ
When your lips hit mine it was better
Then I couldâve ever imagined
And the love poems I've written became
Manifested words of affirmation
The butterflies in my stomach fluttered
And the blood rushed to my head
Think I could stay like this forever
Won't overthink it, Iâll just go and kiss you instead
âWell, well, well.â You came up behind him, and put your hands on his shoulders before you trailed them down and clasped them together over his chest, leaning your chin on his shoulder and kissing his cheek. âLook whoâs digging through my shit again.â You smiled against his skin. He turned his head and placed a deep kiss on your lips.
âIâm not even sorry this time, because I think this might be the best thing Iâve ever read.â
âI love you,â you said and kissed him again.
âI love you so fuckinâ much,â he mumbled back.
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Iâm your soulmate.
Day 21 of celebration marathon
Yan!percy Jackson x soulmate reader
-⥠ask: So, I've had this on my mind since I read Percy à Reader as soulmates. Can you do something where the Reader doesn't care about rejection? She's unfazed by Percy rejecting her.(And maybe a bit of Percy being jealous? Perhaps even a bit Yandere.)
-⥠words: 823
-⥠warnings: yandere behavior, rejection, reader being unbothered, percy being a toxic, hcâs, soulmate au.
in all honesty you never cared about soulmates and if you had one. some people had soulmate, some didnât and that was the way things were and you couldnât care. the thought did cross your mind and if you happen to have one but you werenât waiting around for them, you focused on yourself and the moment. plus, being a half-blood meant you had more things to worry about then love.
so your trained all you could to be prepared for anything life had to throw at you. you made friends, you had family now and a place that welcomed you with open arms.
If anyone were to ask around about you, everyone would say how chill and non caring you were about things. it was like life had little grasp on you for doubts and fears. when you started training it didnât matter how many times you failed because you just got up and smiled then tried again.
percy talked to you before he found out you were his soulmate. you helped train him at the start. you didnât care about gossip and rumors about him or anyone. he swears when you spoke you sounded so carefree and he admired you. though, he didnât know you well. he was too caught up in saving the world and realizing his feels for annabeth to think about you much.
but the moment he looked into your eyes when the truth came out he couldnât seem to feel the way the world wanted him too. he wasnât one that liked being told what he should do or feel. but what caught him off guard was your lack of sadness when he told you that he wasnât going to be with you. and that he liked annabeth.
âI get it dude, soulmates arenât my thing either.â You nod understanding and patted his shoulder. âNo hard feelings Jackson.â And you walked off.
that moment played in his head more then it should have, he spent day and night with the image of you walking away from him so easily. and then he started to notice you around more and how you smiled, or how beautiful you were, he seemed to slowly forget about annabeth. how could he when he constantly thought of you?
while he was thinking of you, you still remained carefree and didnât seem affected by what happened one bit. you treated him like normal, you hung around your siblings and friends, and he realized how little he must mean to you.
percyâs sudden feelings for you turned into something deeper and darker in his chest. he followed you around without mentioning it. you wanted to train? cool, heâll be a few feet away from you. no matter what he needed to watch over you. when you laughed he tried to pick up on what caused it so he could make you laugh. and over all, he started to get jealous of anyone around you.
he had to stay away but here they are, taking advantage of you?
the final straw was how you exceptedďżź a flower from a boy from another cabin and smiled at him. the boy was pathetic to try steal his soulmate away from him. you did look stunning but no one should be able to look at you without thinking of him, your soulmate!
with his hands balled in a fist he walked over to the both of you and grabbed you by the arm without saying anything. his grip was harsh and his face was flared with anger and you tried to keep up with him but he didnât stop. a few minutes later, of you screaming at him and trying to stop, you both were alone in the woods and he could talk to you now.
âWhat is wrong with you?â For the first time he saw you angry and something in him was proud to gain your attention even if it was bad. âI wouldâve come with you if you asked nicely like a normal person.â you ran your hands over the area he pulled you from.
âWe need to talk about how youâve been acting,â that caught your attention quickly, âyou are acting like you donât have a soulmate at all! Like I mean nothing to you.â he shouts and you wonder if he was hearing himself.
âBecause you are in love with annabeth. You said you didnât want us to be a thing, and I respected that. Sorry percy if I donât die over this type of thing, but you made your choice.â
âI donât love her, I love you! You have been in my mind for weeks and you canât spare even a glance.â His voice gets stronger as he starts to step towards you. something about him makes you want to walk away from him.
âYou belong to me wether you like it, and i wouldnât let anyone take you away from me.â
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Sanji x Reader - Face Sitting Headcanons
A/N: well now I can say I got at least one (1) done so thereâs that đ happy spooky and smutty month yâall!!! October is a phenomenal time of year I fucking LOVE Halloween with my whole heart; fav holiday hands down. Now back to the fic - like I said in my update, the aim for kinktober stuff this year is to be headcanons! This has those but honestly a lot of it reads more like a bulleted fic cuz I tend to lean to that and I like those too. I see that likely being the case for all of them. I hope you enjoyâŁď¸
Word count: ~1.7 k
Warnings: nsfw, afab reader (I double check but if I missed things denoting fem instead, please let me know!), starts with regular eating out first then gets to the good good, he's somewhere between opla and anime, Sanji is a needy needy man, heâs got a lean towards sub in this, hair pulling, a taste of body worship cuz come on itâs Sanji, a bit descriptive on scent as I tend to be but this oneâs sex smell so hopefully thatâs your digs cuz itâs def Sanjiâs lol, some cheesy jokes at the beginning and end
Now go my lovelies and feed the chef ăž(âĎâ)ă
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Sanjiâs passion for good taste and no waste was something you joked to yourself about him bringing into the bedroom (youâd come to find out itâs no joke)
You thought of throwing a cheesy âhey chef can I serve you dessertâ his way a non zero amount
There was also the time heâd been kept from food by circumstance til dinner, where he dug in moaning and âyou look so pretty eating like that, can I feel?â sat on the tip of your tongue, but you were afraid if the words got out heâd choke on said meal and the heimlich would really spoil the whole mood
Your general caution of possibly giving the man a heart attack when you fully returned his advances often kept you barely teasing at the boundary where platonic meets romantic and sexual
However, being plagued by thoughts of his face between your thighs, flushed and grasping and moaning and whimpering, was wearing your patience very thin
It was driving your desperation to a level only Sanji ever seemed to reach upon pursuing attention from a pretty face
You were just happy yours was clearly a favorite of his and his eagerness left you with no fear of rejection, just fear that the reality would end up being some awkward jumble that would haunt you so long as you were on the Straw Hat crew
That was a hell you wanted to avoid, especially since Nami would be your own personal demon, tormenting you with teasing reminders of the encounter and the fact you expected anything else from the hopeless cook
When you finally bit the bullet, you realized that you were so so so stupid for having any fears at all
Sanji touched and tasted you like it was his reason for living
Hell, youâre pretty sure he mumbled something along those lines as he kissed and sucked his way up your thigh, but it was trapped as a personal prayer against your body, a pact between him and his new altar
He started sweet and hesitant when you first told him you wanted him to touch you and taste you, a shake of nerves and disbelief in his exploring hands
Once his mouth was on you though - first just the lightest brush of a kiss - raw need bled into his veins and pushed him to press harder, hold you firmer, breathe you deeper, taste your lips and tongue and moans
The stuttering breaths and saccharine praises set your body and heart alight, delighting in your effect on him and the tender names he gave you
âMon coeur, Iâll treat you right, make you feel divine like you areâ âYou donât have to lift a finger, darling, just please let me keep touching youâ âAngel, Iâve dreamed of you but -ah- youâre s-so much more of heaven than I couldâve knownâ
He was all awe borne hesitation yet again when youâre fully naked and heâs stuck inches from your exposed cunt, trying to commit the beauty that shapes your body and curves and marks to memory, his fingers feather-light and twitching where they rest on the crease between your hips and legs
He watched in overwhelm as your entrance flutters around nothing in anticipation, became possessed with the need to feel that against him, around him
He took his time leaning forward with a deep inhale, eyes rolling closed in bliss at the heady smell of your dripping arousal mixing with clean skin and a faint hint of the start of fresh sweat
He reeled himself into the decorum he wanted to show you just long enough to place three loving kisses on you, starting with one on the crease of each thigh, just barely teasing your labia next to his lips with his hot breath, before planting a peck that eases into firm pressure right over your clit
Your breathless call of his name broke him
As he took his first lick of you, easing his tongue first side to side to slide between your folds and let him massage a firm stripe all the way up to then circle your clit, his blissful face turned to scrunched eyes and furrowed brows, showing how his desire and need overwhelmed him to near agony
All reservations were miles from your mind, the only thing you could think about was how well he was playing with and savoring every inch of your cunt
Youâd swear heâd been with a hundred women before if you werenât sure it was just as likely that heâd spent a questionable amount of time studying the female body
Whichever it was, him leaving nothing untouched didnât mean he didnât know where to focus - every grip into your thighs and gentle scratch of his short nails, every tease and lick and suck at labia was to highlight his nose pressing your clit, his fingers working you open and curling just right, his mouth lightly sucking at your clit, his tongue swirling at flicking in a dance choreographed by your reactions
It set you in a whirlwind where you forgot everything but his touch and sounds and the steady build of trembles and pulses simmering in your muscles in warning of the way your climax would grip you and have your whole body throb with buzzing heat and wailing bliss
Time even escaped you, but it was still too quick when his head popped up and not just because you couldâve kept him there forever
You wouldâve protested but your breath caught at his hazy, half lidded eyes framed by pink, flushed cheeks and tousled hair. Little strands of his bangs clung to the light layer of sweat on his forehead and his panting mouth glistened obscenely with spit and slick
âMoreâ he whispered. His pink tongue darted out to wet his lips from the heavy breaths drying them quickly. The taste had a deep hum vibrate from his chest. âI need you -hhah- I- my love, I need more of youâ
You thought he meant he wanted to fuck you but- âOn top of me- pleaseâ Sanji placed begging kisses to your thigh âI just- please, angel, mon coeur, I-â his hot cheek pressed into your thigh and he looked at you through his lashes with shining eyes âWill you sit on me- my face?â
Once heâd laid back and you hovered over his face you had a moment of hesitation, despite the ravenous look he burned over your body before settling it eagerly on your pussy
That hesitation left the moment you lowered enough for his lips and tongue to get to you and his hands immediately dug into your hips and dragged you down to drown him
Sanji was even more all-encompassing than before, making sure to get a taste of every inch of you he could reach and relishing in your weight pushing down on him and helping him sink his tongue deeper into you cunt to lap at your clenching walls
He stayed just as vocal as he was before too, even with the sound having to vibrate through you before it got to your ears to leave your head buzzing as heavily as your clit
That was when both of you knew that this had to keep happening come hell or high water
Even once you spend time exploring each other in many, many other ways (Sanji had spent a lot of time brainstorming and you get to enjoy the fruits of his perversion) having you sit on his face remains a favorite
He gets as much pleasure from it as you do - just as vocal, just as reactive, just as blissed out
Sanji always takes his time enjoying you and doing all he can to please you, but it seems to deep the impulse to the point of instinct once he has your cunt clogging all his senses and your weight and warmth embracing him
He will in fact stay there until you tell him youâve had enough
He always pulls as many orgasms as youâd like from your body, usually letting the first come at a natural and steady crescendo before toying with how fast he can have your thighs shaking beside his head again
On a rare occasion he will draw out how long it takes to make you cum, tormenting you with pleasure that makes your blood rush and your head fuzz but just not quite enough, usually when heâs needing extra attention from you, even if that means getting you to the point of frustration - he needs to know you need him
Feeling your need and feeling surrounded by it and by you is another reason heâs always wanting to be your seat - he can interact with nothing but you and your pleasure and know that itâs from him and youâre here resting your body on him and trusting your needs to him
Sanjiâs hands are always very active during sex and this is no exception, heâs always pawing at your hips and thighs and ass, sometimes sneaking long fingers past your entrance to sink in deep while he catches a breath and laps at your clit
He shows you his legs arenât the only thing on him thatâs strong - endlessly pulling you closer even when you try to raise yourself for fear of suffocating him or twitching away when itâs too much in the best way, holding his hands up beside you for you to grab and use as leverage to stay upright and grind, using his grip on you to grind you against his face himself once youâre all spent muscles, made loose and languid from work and pleasure
He also LOVES that having his face buried against you always has you gripping at his hair, the sensation of the light tugging always sends sparks under his skin and heâs addicted to the way it has him feeling possessed and controlled by you when you use it to keep him still or direct him
All in all, itâs one of lifeâs greatest pleasures for you both and if one day someone asks you your greatest regret, you might not say this one but the answer âwaiting to get with Sanji instead of asking him to be my personal throne on day oneâ will flash in your mind
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Thank you for reading!! I hope you enjoyed đ¤
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