#i wrote your name in scarlett

[sapphicslut777]

one last kiss before we fall… i guess that makes it personal 🔪♥️

[natsgrave]

WHISPERS OF HEARTACHE | angstober

╰┈➤ synopsis: one day whether you are, 14, 28, or 65, you will stumble upon someone who will start a fire in you that cannot die. however, the saddest, most awful truth you will ever come to find is they are not always with whom we spend our lives.

╰┈➤ welcome and short message: main m.list hello, my sweet gravels! i am thrilled to welcome you to "whispers of heartache," a collection of angst-filled one shots centered around the compelling characters of natasha romanoff / scarlett johansson, wanda maximoff / elizabeth olsen, and a female reader. this book is a labor of love, crafted from my deep admiration for these characters and my passion for storytelling. in this book, you will find a series of emotionally charged stories that delve into the complexities of love, loss, and heartache. each one shot will be written in the third person point of view, offering a broad perspective on the intense and often tumultuous emotions experienced by the characters. i must share that english is not my first language. therefore, you may encounter some grammatical errors or awkward phrasing throughout the stories. i appreciate your understanding and patience as i strive to improve my writing skills. my goal is to convey the depth of emotions and the intricate dynamics between the characters, even if my language skills are still a work in progress. angst has a unique power to connect with readers on a deep, emotional level. it explores the raw, often painful aspects of human relationships and personal struggles. through these stories, i hope to capture the essence of what it means to love and to lose, to fight and to surrender. each tale is crafted to evoke empathy and reflection, inviting you to experience the characters' journeys as if they were your own. your reblogs and feedback is incredibly valuable to me. as i embark on this storytelling journey, i welcome your thoughts, suggestions, and constructive criticism. please feel free to leave comments and reviews. your input will not only help me grow as a writer but also ensure that the stories resonate with you, the readers. thank you for joining me in this exploration of the whispers of heartache. i hope that these one shots will touch your heart and leave a lasting impression. happy reading! warm regards, G.J ps: i will be adding the first few angst that i already wrote in this masterlist even though it's technically not part of this masterlist. but, it's angst, so...

╰┈➤ tolerate it

while you were out building other worlds, where was i? you assume i'm fine, but what would you do if i break free and leave us in ruins? ── .✦ pairing: elizabeth olsen x gf!reader

╰┈➤ new year's day

i want your midnights, but I'll be cleaning up bottles with you on new year's day. please, don't ever become a stranger whose laugh i could recognize anywhere. ── .✦ pairing: sister's bsf!elizabeth x fem!reader

╰┈➤ midnight rain

she was sunshine, i was midnight rain. she wanted a bride, i was making my own name, chasing that fame. ── .✦ pairing: actress!elizabeth x fem!reader

╰┈➤ you're losing me

how can you say that you love someone you can't tell is dyin'? do i throw out everything we built or keep it? and you know what they all say, you don't know what you got until it's gone. ── .✦ pairing: wanda maximoff x fem!reader

╰┈➤ in the next lifetime

but in those photos, i saw us instead and, somehow, i know that you and i would've found each other in another life. you still would've turned my head even if we'd met. you're always gonna be mine, we're gonna be timeless. ── .✦ pairing: general's son!steve x general's daughter!reader, maid!natasha x general's daughter!reader, scarlett johansson x fem!reader

╰┈➤ the manuscript

the only thing that's left is the manuscript. one last souvenir from my trip to your shores. now and then i reread the manuscript but the story isn't mine anymore. ── .✦ pairing: wanda maximoff x fem!reader

╰┈➤ the smallest woman who ever lived

and i don't miss what we had, but could someone give a message to the smallest man who ever lived? ── .✦ pairing: avenger!natasha x ex hydra!reader

╰┈➤ favorite crime

i hope i was your favorite crime, 'cause baby, you were mine. ── .✦ pairing: bsf!wanda x fem!reader

╰┈➤ mean it

on your lips just leave it, if you don't mean it. ── .✦ pairing: scarlett johansson x gf!reader

╰┈➤ love me nicely

i know you love me, but could you love me nicely? ── .✦ pairing: toxic!elizabeth x gf!reader

╰┈➤ if the world was ending

i know, you know, we know, you weren't down for forever and it's fine. i know, you know, we know, we weren't meant for each other and it's fine. but if the world was ending you'd come over, right? ── .✦ pairing: avenger!wanda x fem!reader

╰┈➤ soulmate

what a shame, didn't want to be the one that got away. taking down the pictures and the plans we made. big mistake, you broke the sweetest promise that you never should have made. ── .✦ pairing: fiance!elizabeth x fem!reader

╰┈➤ greatest what if

someday when you leave me, i bet these memories follow you around. ── .✦ pairing: actress!elizabeth x fem!reader

╰┈➤ heart

i knew it from the first old fashioned, we were cursed. should've known i'd be the first to leave think about the place where you first met me. ── .✦ pairing: elizabeth olsen x crush!reader

╰┈➤ too late

words— how little they mean when you're a little too late. ── .✦ pairing: avenger!natasha x avenger!steve, husband!bucky x avenger!reader

╰┈➤ i miss you

now, i fear i have fallen from grace and i feel like my castle's crumbling down. ── .✦ pairing: actress!scarlett x actress!reader

╰┈➤ wedding

sometimes giving up is the strong thing, sometimes to run is the brave thing, sometimes walking out is the one thing, that will find you the right thing. the snaps from the same little breaks in your soul, you know when it's time to go. ── .✦ pairing: elizabeth olsen x event planner!reader

╰┈➤ last memory

if i didn't know better, i'd think you were talking to me now. if i didn't know better, i'd think you were still around. what died didn't stay dead, you're alive, so alive, in my head. ── .✦ pairing: agent!elizabeth x agent!reader

╰┈➤ thank you

why'd you have to lead me on? why'd you have to twist the knife? walk away and leave me bleedin'. ── .✦ pairing: scarlett johansson x fem!reader

╰┈➤ we both had our chance

i persist and resist the temptation to ask you if one thing had been different, would everything be different today? ── .✦ pairing: avenger!natasha x avenger!reader

╰┈➤ i hate you

remembering her comes in flashbacks and echoes, tell myself it's time now gotta let go. but moving on from her is impossible, when i still see it all in my head, in burning red. ── .✦ pairing: shitty!scarlett x annoying!reader

╰┈➤ on bended knee

can we go back to the days our love was strong? can you tell me how a perfect love goes wrong? can somebody tell me how to get things back the way they use to be? oh god give me a reason, i'm down on bended knee. ── .✦ pairing: actress!elizabeth x actress!reader

╰┈➤ the cut that always bleeds

oh, i could be anything you need, as long as you don't leave. the cut that always bleeds. ── .✦ pairing: scarlett x gf!reader

╰┈➤ backburner

i'll always be in your corner, 'cause i don't feel alive 'til i'm burnin' on your backburner. ── .✦ pairing: agent!natasha x agent!reader

╰┈➤ the great war

we can plant a memory garden, say a solemn prayer, place a poppy in my hair. there's no morning glory, it was war, it wasn't fair and we will never go back. ── .✦ pairing: actress!elizabeth x gf!reader

╰┈➤ enough for you

and maybe i'm just not as interesting as the girls you had before but god, you couldn't have cared less about someone who loved you more. 'cause all i ever wanted was to be enough for you and all i ever wanted was to be enough for you. ── .✦ pairing: agent!natasha x insecure!reader

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╰┈➤ 1 step forward, 3 steps back

do you love me, want me, hate me? boy, i don't understand. no, i don't understand.

╰┈➤ better woman

i know the bravest thing i ever did was run.

╰┈➤ strange

isn't it strange how people can change. from strangers to friends, friends into lovers, and strangers again?

╰┈➤ lose you to love me

we'd always go into it blindly, i needed to lose you to find me. this dancing was killing me softly, i needed to hate you to love me.

╰┈➤ almost is never enough

almost is never enough, so close to being in love. if i would have known that you wanted me, the way i wanted you then maybe we wouldn't be two worlds apart, but right here in each other's arms.

╰┈➤ wish you were sober

kiss me in the seat of your rover, real sweet, but i wish you were sober.

╰┈➤ same ground

because i have learned that love is beyond what human can imagine, the more it clears, the more i have to let you go.

╰┈➤ the way i loved you

but i miss screaming and fighting and kissing in the rain and it's 2 a.m. and i'm cursing your name. so in love that you act insane and that's the way i loved you.

╰┈➤ champagne problems

your mom's ring in your pocket, her picture in your wallet, you won't remember all my champagne problems.

╰┈➤ last kiss

you told me you loved me, so why did you go away?

╰┈➤ maroon

the burgundy on my t-shirt when you splashed your wine into me and how the blood rushed into my cheeks, so scarlet, it was. the mark you saw on my collarbone, the rust that grew between telephones, the lips i used to call home, so scarlet, it was maroon.

╰┈➤ loml

you said i'm the love of your life about a million times.

╰┈➤ consequences

loving you was sunshine, safe and sound, a steady place to let down my defenses but loving you had consequences.

╰┈➤ casual

i thought you thought of me better, someone you couldn't lose.

╰┈➤ illicit affairs

they show their truth one single time but they lie, and they lie, and they lie a million little times.

╰┈➤ forever and always

oh back up, baby, back up, did you forget everything? back up, baby, back up, did you forget everything?

[shiny-kaibernyte]

I immediately gave you a follow since you wrote Drayton content. Toothpaste man!!!

Anyways, I love drama. I like the idea of Drayton pining after the reader while also making Kieran jealous 😭😭 could you write something like that??

Please take care of yourself btw! You write wonderful content!

We love our toothpaste man! And I'm so glad you like my stuff. This is so sweet of you and such an amazing request as well I would love to do this for you! I really do hope you like this 💜💜

Side note: I got a shiny Popplio when I read your request so I named it Cloudy as a little nod to you whenever I play.

Pokémon Scarlett and Violet Indigo Disk DLC Spoilers ahead!

A rivalry between the Dragon Elite four members and the Champion of the BB League turns into much more than just a race for Pokémon battles. When Drayton just wants to take you out on a date, Kieran's jealousy comes out to play, only pushing Drayton's goal to win your heart more.

SPOILER WARNING AHEAD (Indigo Disk Main Story and a little bit of The Teal Mask)

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A Dragon’s Heart | Drayton x Reader

“Awe, come on~ just one date!” Drayton innocently pleaded, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. His eyes staring down at you whilst you scribbled down notes from your previous shiny hunt. 

You shook your head with a cheeky smile on your face, as you continued to scribble, “And my response will remain the same Drayton, a cafeteria chat is not a date! Maybe I'll say yes when you think of something creative, hm?”

“I’m creative! The cafeteria is just easy, it's not too noisy since everyone eats out in the terrarium! Plus free food!” He joked, attempting to make it sound appealing, even though he knows it's not good. Unfortunately, his brain can’t think of anything good enough, at least for him. Everything he’s thought of, he doesn’t think is good enough for you. And he’s thought of a lot. “I can help you out with your shiny notes, you know~ maybe even join you on a hunt!”

“Drayton, you don’t know the first thing about shiny hunting, let alone actually joining me on one.” You sighed jokingly, looking up at him as you closed your notebook, “If I remember correctly, didn’t you fail a shiny Pokémon?”

His face turned slightly red, embarrassment washing over him for a moment as he grumbled to himself, “Hey I thought the Axew was sick… It’s not my fault I didn't know the Axew was going to run from me!”

“You threw a berry at its head!” You exclaimed, lightly chuckling when you saw his embarrassed face. “And you call yourself the Dragon expert” 

His embarrassment turned into laughter as he thought about how stupid that was, the pair of you laughing together with bright smiles on your faces.

Your laughter didn’t go unnoticed however, from across the room, Kieran's eyes glared into Drayton. The sound of you laughing along with him only fuels Kieran's desire to be the best. But the jealousy was too strong for him to focus with the two of you laughing. “If you two are finished chirping like Starly’s over there, Drayton, you have a battle in five minutes. I suggest you get going.”

“Relax Kieran, I got plenty of time bud! Besides, it's unlikely they will be on time, it takes a while to prepare for a battle against one of us. So my opponent can take as long as he needs to!” Drayton argued with a hint of playfulness in his voice as Kieran gritted his teeth. A small smile crept on your face when you heard Drayton’s response, that was something you always admired about him. His patients was contagious, never rushing anyone into anything, always trying to make someone smile. Sure he has his moments of cockiness but that just adds to his character, every Dragon has a bite after all.

“Spoken like a true Elite, Drayton!” You chimed, standing up from the sofa. Drayton’s face turned a light pink, his heart lightly thumping. Surprised at himself that something so simple made him blush. His dragon heart only making more room for you.

Kieran's heart pounded in rage at your words, annoyed over the fact you were saying those words to Colgate and not him. Eventually, he puts on his no fudges given face and turns towards you both fully. “If you want to remain as the top Elite four members, Drayton, I'd get to your battle. I still have the power to remove you from this club.”

“Alright Alright! I’m going!” Drayton sighs, raising his hands in defeat. Kieran shook his head displeased as Drayton stretched his arms up, a sigh leaving his mouth before turning back to you. “So about that date… How about instead, as a warm-up, you come watch my battle as my special guest? That way, it’s not our official first date and I still get to spend time with you.”

You raise an eyebrow at him, trying to see where he’s going with this and what extra little plan he has going on inside that head of his. Until he raises a hand up for you to take, a genuine smile on his face as he patiently waits for your decision. With a bright smile, you take his hand, “I think that is a fair deal.”

“Have fun moping, Kieran!” Drayton yells as he gently pulls you along with him towards the door. Kieran had steam coming off his body as he watched the pair of you leave, and not just from Drayton’s response. A smirk appeared on Drayton’s face when he saw the jealousy in Kieran’s eyes. 

Soon his focus returned to the matter at hand, and he smiled at you, pushing and holding the door open for you as he guided you through it, “After you sweetheart~”

[gayerthanevertbh]

the young mistress’ keeper.

pairings: scarlett johansson x fem!reader

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summary: you meet an actress on the subway and fall in love with her eventually, not knowing that she was married to someone else. 

warnings: car sex, g!p scarlett, breeding kink, pet names, pure angst, cheating, age difference, cum eating,  fighting - 18+ MINORS DNI. 

author’s note: since m is leaving tumblr, i decided to write their request. please don’t go at least, we will miss you so much. hopefully you enjoy what i wrote for you :)

You thank God or whoever was up there that got you into the last train going home.

It was a cold winter night in New York, and everyone was out and about except for you, who was working your tail off at a coffee shop to help pay the rent. You were holding a book, barely reading it due to the commotion from the train, but you managed to read a few sentences. You sighed to yourself as you rubbed your eyes, going home on a typical night.

“Watchu reading?”

You looked up to see a blonde woman holding a bar and smiling down at you, unsure whether she was giving you a devilish smirk or a sweet smile. In any case, you responded calmly to her.

“Little Women.”

She clicks on her tongue. “Ah, yes. One of the classics?”

You nodded as you were about to start reading your book, but she asked another question, indicating that she may not leave you alone for the duration of the ride.

“I have a friend who played a character there,” she said. “And it’s a very good book.”

"It is," you replied cautiously, shifting your gaze from your book to the woman when you realized she was an actress. Scarlett Johansson? “A-Are you?”

“Yeah,” she smiled. “You don’t mind, do you?”

You chuckled lightly, surprised that an actress - a big shot - was talking to you on the train late at night. On the plus side, there weren't many people there, aside from a couple of strangers sleeping on their seats.

“I don’t at all.”

The woman nodded and sat beside you, her bag against her lap, her face close to yours, staring down at your book. You weren't sure if this gesture bothered you, but you were happy to be sitting next to a famous person. She returns her gaze to you as she flips through her book.

“You got the old copy of the book.”

“My mother gave it to me,” you sheepishly smiled at her. “You like reading too?”

“From time to time,” Scarlett answered with a yawn. “I don’t read much anymore because I’m always out of the house.”

“Yeah, it seems like it,” you said. “I didn’t know the famous Scarlett Johansson took the train at this hour.”

“I still want to feel like a city person,” she chuckled. “Plus, I hate driving. Makes me angry sometimes.”

You both sat in silence, listening to the train's constant ruckus until it came to a complete stop. You watch as the door opens, but no one enters. She asked: “What’s your name?”

“Y/n.”

“Nice to meet you Y/n,” she took your hand and shook it firmly, smirking at you as if she was luring you into something. “How about we get out of here and walk around the city?”

You looked behind you to see the city lights and the sky, knowing you had an early shift at work tomorrow. You returned your gaze to her and shook your head, causing her to frown.

“I-I got work.”

“A day off wouldn't hurt too much, would it?”

She was definitely urging you to walk with her.

“How do I know you’re not a creep?” you snickered.

She sighs and stands up, taking your hand in hers, which electrified your veins and caused you to almost fall to your knees.

“I guess you just have to trust me.”

Scarlett walked down Manhattan with you the entire night. She said she wanted a friend like you because you weren't so judgmental and pushed her into something uncomfortable. You enjoyed hearing about her childhood and how she got into the acting business. You asked if she enjoyed working as an actress, and she responded with an amazing smile that will stay with you for days.

“I love acting and I always will, it’s not something I could just give up on.”

“At least you're committed to your job,” you said as you tucked your hands into your cheap coat. “It's nearly four o'clock in the morning; I should probably go home-”

“Where do you live, sweetheart?”

When she called you by that nickname, you felt yourself come to a halt. But you didn't, you just kept walking beside her and staring at the ground the whole time. You didn't tell her how much that name affects you physically; instead, you kept your mouth shut as usual.

“At the 48th street.”

“Let me take you there, then.”

“No, that’s fine! Really, you should go–”

“I insist,” she finishes you off, taking your hand as she squeezes it with care. You look up at her smiling at you, and that did it for your heart. You had a massive crush on her, she was too caring. “It’s okay. We’re no longer strangers, are we?”

Scarlett did indeed take you home that night. You told her you had a nice time as you opened your apartment door. But just as you were going to shut the door, the woman kissed you passionately on the lips. She runs her hands through your hair as she sucks on your tongue, terrified that she will lose this ecstatic moment that happens just once in a lifetime. It was risky and reckless, but she didn't care. She liked this moment, and she wanted it to happen.

You pulled away, breathing hard against her lips. “I uh, w-we shouldn’t have–”

“But you liked it, didn't you?” She asks breathlessly, licking your upper lip while her other hand moves down to the back of your waist. “You are by far the most interesting girl I've ever met. I like you, Y/n.”

You giggled in response.

“We met like 5 hours ago!”

“That’s enough for me to like you, right?” she chuckles, kissing your lips again with so much desperation within her – it’s almost despicable. “Go out with me tomorrow at my place. I make a good dinner, we could like… watch a movie or something.”

“I wouldn’t oppose that idea.”

“Good,” she says tiredly, bringing your lips together again before releasing your waist and pecking you on the chin. “Goodnight, Y/n; I'll see you tomorrow.”

You were thinking about how spontaneous this was as she departed. You met an actress on the subway, walked around New York City with her, and kissed her at your apartment door. It appeared to be a romantic novel, perhaps a fairy tale. But this was all too real, and you didn't know how you'd ever deal with it.

Scarlett had become your girlfriend at the end of the month. She drove you around the city and persuaded you to quit your job so that you could work for her in her small company. You work there a lot, but you spend most of your time with her at her Manhattan apartment. You'd bake for her, and she'd cook for you. When she needed some good fuck, you became one of her fleshlights; sometimes making love was also an option. You felt terrific about whatever you were doing with her.

Although there was something intriguing about her. Every time you ask to go to her house on Staten Island, she either refuses or starts a fresh conversation about the company. You didn't say anything else, instead allowing the issue to pass and leaving her to speak. It's as though she's trying to keep something malicious from you. Of course, you did your best not to notice. You believed her as much as she believed you.

She was planning to take you on a date by the second month of your relationship with her. But it wasn't anything spectacular; she just wanted to drive with you to the hills and stay as long as you wanted.

“I love this,” she sighed happily as she turned off her engine. “I love you so much.”

You smiled as you felt your hand being kissed by her, closing your eyes as she did so.

“I love you too, Scar.”

“You do?” she asked as if she didn’t believe you. “Even though I can be rough at times?”

You nodded in response. “Of course,” you whispered. “I love it when you’re rough, though.”

She lets out a deep chuckle and reclines her seat, asking you silently to sit on her lap. You let out a trembling sigh as you removed yourself from the front seat, sitting gently on her lap as she roams her hands through your shirt, unclasping your bra.

“S-Scarlett,” you moaned quietly as her lips pressed against your neck. “Don’t you think it’s a little dangerous for us to have sex in the middle of nowhere?”

“You don't like that idea?” she teases, her cock hardening through her pants. “You could scream all you want, baby girl. No one will hear us from here.”

“Are you–”

She kisses you deeply as she holds you close to her warm body, causing your body to ignite. “Baby, don’t worry. It’s okay, no one will hear us.”

Scarlett pulls down her jeans, pulling out her thick shaft as she pushes up your skirt, her eyes looking down at your white panties, making her smirk. “You wore this for me, didn’t you?”

You nodded helplessly as you felt her thumb brushing against your clit.

“Oh, baby,” she whispers with a moan, pushing aside your underwear as she grabs her thick tip, pushing it slowly through your entrance. “Gonna fuck you, m’kay?”

“W-Wait,” you stuttered as you tried reaching for the glovebox. “Condoms?”

Scarlett shook her head vigorously. “We don’t need it, baby. Aren’t you on the pill?”

“I am,” you answered. “I’m just trying to be s-safe here.”

The older woman pushes the length inside of you, both of you groaning as you feel her bottoming out inside of you so quickly. She clings to your waist, straining upwards as she uses your body to please her dick. You cocked your head slightly as you felt the tip brush against your cervix, almost imagining her being this large and destroying your insides.

“You’re taking me so well,” she whined loudly as she repeatedly ruts into you, both of your wet skin slapping almost irritating your skin. “You like this, little girl?”

“Ugh, yes!” you nodded, rolling down your hips to take more of her cock. “Y-You make me feel so good, Mommy. I’ve wanted this for so long, please–”

“I’m here now, baby,” she whispers, wrapping her hand around your neck as her lips suck on your nipple greedily. “Fuck, fuck, fuck…”

Scarlett brought her other hand down to your core, furiously rubbing your clit with her thumb as she pounds into you, causing the car to move wide, and your screams are getting louder and louder in her car until you were sure people could hear you from down there.

But did neither of you care? Absolutely not.

“I’m close,” she grumbles, her mouth hovering over your chest as she lets out a warm breath each time she thrusts into your cunt vigorously. “You’re gonna make me cum so hard for you, I want to cum in you…”

Scarlett cradles you in her arms as you feel her flowing inside of you, her warm milk covering your walls as you groan loudly around her cock, kissing her lips with so much love that you can't quite fathom them.

The woman moans and slowly pulls away, kissing your chest one more time before you return to your seat and watch her cock deflate after some intense sex. She brought her finger to your abused hole and gathered some mixed juices that you both shared, bringing them to her lips as she tasted the juice.

"We're going to be together for a long time, right?" she questioned, sounding skeptical. You soothed her by holding her hand near to your chest and nodding slowly at her.

"I promise you I'll be here forever.”

“Yeah?” She smiles sweetly as if she can't believe what's going on between you two.

You simply nodded. “Yeah, baby.”

You were carrying her child.

You had no idea what to do about it.

You wanted to call Scarlett, tell her the wonderful (or bad?) news, and maybe celebrate. But, before you took the test, your girlfriend told you she'd be gone for a few months since she was filming in London, which you didn't mind because you valued her work.

But as time passed, the apartment grew colder and colder, and you realized she might not be returning home as soon as you expected. So, with a kid on the way, you didn't know what to do but go to her house in Staten Island, even though you'd never been there before.

Maddie, your friend, drove you to the house. You were surprised that it was a mansion, and it appeared to be more to her liking. Your friend said, "So she's really rich."

"And she never told me about this," you muttered.

"Girlfriends keep secrets," Maddie said, rolling her eyes. "Now, go, maybe she's there."

Looking down at your lap, you snickered. "She hasn't returned my calls, so you're probably right."

"I'm always in the right."

You got out of the car and pressed the doorbell as your feet melted into the earth. Surprisingly, the door swung open, revealing a tall man who appeared to be a kind man. "Can I do anything for you?" he asked with a smile.

"I, uh, is Scarlett at home?"

"Are you one of her fans?" he chuckled and rubbed his chin. "Listen, kid, it's not okay for you to come by and play a prank on us like this."

"Oh um, I'm not a fan," you quickly said, stroking the back of your neck. "I'm her girlfriend."

He let out an agonizing laugh, making you feel smaller and smaller as you stood there for approximately a minute in his presence.

What was he laughing about?

“Girlfriend? I'm her husband."

Your face dropped as a result of that word. Husband? What did he say?

“I–”

"Although I've seen you with her a couple of times," he remarked, his brow furrowed. He remained motionless for a moment before letting out a long sigh and folding his arms about his chest, his expression filled with realization. "Didn't you know she's married to me?"

You shook your head, tears running down the brim of your eyelids.

"You're her mistress," he said flatly. "I'm sorry to have to break it to you like that, but you're her mistress."

"I'm sorry," you said quietly, wiping your tears away with the back of your palm. "I must be disturbing your time-"

"You aren't," he says, cutting you short. "In fact, we're only just getting started."

The spouse, John Doe, told you that Scarlett must've messed with your devices so that you couldn't find her anyplace on the internet - which you believe is accurate since when you tried searching for her, she didn't come up. He informed you that they'd been married for a few years, but he never expected the woman to do something so heinous. When he said heinous, you laughed inwardly since what you shared with her was considerably more than that.

At least, that's what you believe.

Maddie drove you home that night and looked after you until Scarlett returned from her shoot. When you were in your sweatpants, she knocked on your door and opened it till you saw her face again. You shook your head as you attempted to close the door, but she said as she pushed it shut, "I know you're pregnant."

"I also know that you have a husband."

She entered your flat and locked the door behind her before wrapping her arms around you and kissing the back of your head. "Please let go of me," you said quietly. "I-I can't even look at you right now."

"Baby, love-"

"You could've been honest with me from the start!" you raged, flinging your hand in the air as you watched her recoil at your words. "Now you're the one crying? You knocked me up! I was going to tell you sooner, but I found out from your spouse that you have a good relationship with him."

"He's lying," she screams as she grabs both of your hands and clutches them tight to her stomach. "He's lying, baby. We've been at war for a year, okay? I love you more than I love him."

You laughed sarcastically. "You're a great liar, aren't you?"

"If you could just sit down and-"

"No, I'm getting rid of this fetus inside of me until I no longer need you," you stated coldly, knowing it was true. "You got it? You talk to your fucking husband and leave me alone. We had nothing, and I will not be the other woman for you. I'm more than that, and if you won't give it to me, give it to your spouse."

"Stop," Scarlett pleaded, shaking her head as you uttered those words. Nothing else could possibly stop you. She kept touching your arms, but you pushed her away. "Please, Sweetheart, give me one more chance! I promise to divorce him soon, just don't get rid of our baby-"

"There's no such thing as a baby."

The woman got down on her knees and begged you to stay with her until you could trust her. But you pulled her away, trying not to think of the pain that had been hammering inside your heart and coursing through your veins. There was nothing but red, red, and red. The longer you looked at her, the more disgusted you were with yourself. You could've been smarter about it, and things could've finished sooner.

But she adored you in a way that no one else could.

At the end of the day, you ended your relationship with her and never saw her again. That, however, is a deception. You'd occasionally see her outside your apartment, her car parked a few blocks away, waiting for you to return. However, you never did.

What a way to conclude a love story, don't you think?

oof

[wonderswritings]

Could you write a Lexa x f!reader where lexa is possessive of reader but with a happy ending, you can do whatever you like in between. If not don't worry, I just haven't seen/read a Lexa x reader in almost a year

Warnings: Fluff, Ditzy Reader, No use of YN I literally just sat and wrote this, so if it's not exactly what you wanted, I'm sorry. Thanks for requesting!

It’s not the first time. You’ve done this before, leaving without telling anyone only to eventually return, unaware of the worry you’d caused during your absence. But with the arrival of the sky people, tensions were higher than ever. And your leaving caused more worry than usual. 

“Anything?”

Indra slightly shook her head as she looked at Lexa.

“No, Heda. I have sent out a search party.”

“A search party.”

“Yes. No one has seen her since yesterday. They will find her and bring her back.”

Lexa nodded slightly as she stood.

“I will join the search.”

“Heda-”

Lexa shook her head, cutting Indra off.

“No! I will not just sit by while she is missing, not again. I am going.”

Meanwhile, you were sitting on the ground, leaning back against the trunk of a tree, flowers in a pile next to you as you made a flower crown. Humming a soft tune, you didn’t hear the crunching of leaves as footsteps grew closer to you. Only when the sun was blocked did you look up, smiling.

“Hi baby.”

Lexa sighed softly, affectionately calling your name as she moved closer to you.

“What are you doing out here?”

You lifted the flower crown you were working on, smiling up at Lexa.

“I found flowers.”

Lexa smiled slightly, a small laugh escaping her.

“Flowers.”

You nodded, looking back down at the flower crown.

“Yeah. Sit with me.”

It was poised as a question, but it came out more as a statement. Lexa smiled as she sat down next to you, picking up the pile of flowers and laying them on her leg as she looked over at you.

“You worried me.”

“M’sorry.”

You finished the crown, turning and placing it on Lexa’s head, smiling, your head tilted to the side.

“Pretty.”

You picked a few of the flowers from where Lexa placed them, starting to make another flower crown. Lexa watched you, handing you a flower whenever needed.

“You’ll tell me next time-”

You hummed, lifting your gaze towards Lexa.

“You want to explore. Tell me, and I will come with you.”

“Why?”

“Why do I want you to tell me?”

You nodded, taking another flower from Lexa, Lexa watching you with a fond smile.

“Because I worry, about you.”

She picked up a flower, running the stem between her fingers before she reached over, brushing your hair away from your ear, placing the flower behind your ear.

“Pretty.”

She lightly bumped your chin, smiling at you when you looked over at her. “You will tell me next time, yes?”

You nodded, smiling softly. “Okay.”

“Okay.”

Lexa nodded as she leaned back against the tree, watching you, occasionally handing you a flower when needed. 

The sun was starting to go down, both you and Lexa wearing flower crowns, Lexa’s hair redid by you, flowers mixed into it.

“Are you ready to go home?”

You were leaning into Lexa’s side, her arm wrapped around you as you played with the fingers of her right hand.

“If we have to.”

Lexa smiled softly, her fingers tracing along your arm.

“We should. The others will be worried.”

“They know you are out here.”

Lexa laughed softly, nodding.

“Yes, but it’s dangerous out here.”

“Do we have to?”

“We should.”

“Later?”

Lexa smiled, looking down at you.

“We can stay here for a little longer. But not long.”

“Just a little?”

Lexa laughed softly at the pout you gave her, nodding as she ran her thumb along your lower lip, nodding.

“Just a little.”

When Lexa finally managed to get you to leave, she kept a close eye on you as you skipped along, occasionally stopping when something caught your eyes.

“Oh!”

Lexa looked over at you, worried that something had happened when you had stopped, turning and walking back towards her, taking her hand in yours.

“I have something for you.”

“Yeah?

You nodded, reaching into the small satchel you had, pulling things out, Lexa watching with a smile.

“Oh, here it is!”

You lifted a rock, though it was more like a pebble as you handed it to Lexa. It was smoothed, a dark auburn color, in the shape of what could be a heart.

“I love it.”

You smiled, rocking on your heels.

“Really?”

Lexa nodded, leaning forward and kissing your cheek.

“Really.”

“Good.”

You grabbed Lexa’s hand, swinging your hands back and forth gently as you both continued to walk.

Lexa followed you into your shared room in the tower, moving to place the rock on the table, adding it to all the other items you’ve given her, placing it in the middle.

“We should go to the lake tomorrow, for a swim.”

Lexa nodded, looking over at you as you sat on the bed.

“If you want to, we can.”

“Okay.”

Lexa moved towards the bed, sitting next to you, making room for you when you moved to sit on her lap, resting your head just under her chin.

“I love you.”

Lexa smiled, leaning down and softly kissing your forehead.

“I love you too, even if you do like to run off sometimes.”

“I don’t run, I walk.”

Lexa laughed softly, nodding.

“Right, you walk off, I’m sorry.”

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[canirove]

My neighbour Rúben | Chapter 1

Summary: Have you ever watched this movie Scarlett Johansson and Chris Evans did before Marvel called “The Nanny Diaries”? It's about a girl, Scarlett's character, who finds herself working as a nanny for a very rich family, and Chris happens to be her hot and very cute neighbour. And something very similar is what has happened to me, neighbour included. Though in my case, mine is very cute and very hot. And handsome. The most handsome man I have ever seen. And his name is Rúben.

Author's note: This story has been finished and waiting in my drafts since 2022. I wrote it as a new and different version of "The Nanny Diaries" (my story with Ben Chilwell) because I didn't like it, and then I ended not liking this one either 🙈 But time passed, I read it again recently, thought it was cute… And here we are, having now both of them posted when they weren't supposed to 😅 I hope you like it, and as always, thank you for reading! 💜

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Have you ever watched this movie Scarlett Johansson and Chris Evans did before Marvel called “The Nanny Diaries”? It's about a girl, Scarlett's character, who finds herself working as a nanny for a very rich family with a spoiled kid and Chris is her hot and very cute neighbour. And something very similar is what has happened to me, but let's start from the beginning.

My entire life was designed to achieve one goal: become the best piano player in the country. Or in the continent if my father got too excited. And since I can remember, I've been glued to one.

While my friends were going out to the park, I was going to my teacher's house to practice. While my friends were meeting to go shopping or watch a movie at the cinema, I was practicing. While my friends were going out clubbing and meeting boys and girls, I was going early to bed because I had practice in the morning. And while my friends were choosing a career path they liked and enjoyed and moving to different cities all around the country, I only had one option: playing the piano and moving to Manchester, where the best teacher lived. 

The weather sucks, yes. But it isn't such an ugly city as they say, and all the people I met were lovely and very welcoming. Unless you are fighting with them for a spot on the next recital or to get the next scholarship. That's when things get nasty, and that's how you end up with broken fingers and the dreams your parents had for you shattered. Because becoming the best piano player of my generation wasn't my dream, it was theirs. Or my father’s to be precise.

So when Anastasia Hamilton pushed me down the stairs and I found myself with two broken fingers on my left hand, a sprained ankle and my body covered in bruises, I didn't complain. Well, that's a lie. I complained and cried because it hurt like hell. But I didn't complain when they told me I wouldn't be able to play the piano like I used to due to one of my fingers not healing properly despite being treated by the best doctors. I didn't complain because I was finally free. If I wanted to play, I would be doing it because I wanted to, not because it was my job, because I had to, because my future depended on it. Now I was free to finally follow my dreams and not my parents’. Or that's what I thought.

I told them I wanted to take a gap year to figure out what to do with my life, but they said no. They had decided that I should study to become a music teacher, to help others achieve what I hadn't been able to. We argued, they said that if I wanted to do anything different it would not be with their money, I said ok, and I found myself alone in Manchester with barely any money or a place to live.

And that's when I crossed paths with Julia. 

I had gone to the shopping centre to see if anyone was looking for a waitress or someone to fold t-shirts in a shop, when I saw her crying in the middle of one of the corridors, most people walking past her and ignoring her. 

"Hey, are you ok?" I said, kneeling in front of her. "Where are your parents?"

"Quiero a mi mamá" she sobbed. That was why people were ignoring her. She only spoke Spanish and they didn't understand her. But, lucky me, I used to go to the north of Spain for music summer camp and I can speak it fluently. 

"¿Dónde está tu mamá?" Where is your mum? 

"No lo sé. Estaba comprando una taza fea y..." Her mum was buying an ugly mug. I couldn't help but laugh at that.

"Ok, let’s go find her.” Where we were most shops only sold clothes, but I remembered I had just walked past a Zara Home. Maybe she was there? "Come" I said, grabbing her hand. She didn't say a word and just followed me, her sobs turning into hiccups. 

"Julia!" a woman screamed the moment we turned the corner. "Oh, Julia, I thought I had lost you!" 

"Mami!" the kid said, letting go of my hand and throwing herself at the woman. "Me perdí y esta chica me ayudó."

"Did you help her?" the woman asked me.

"I saw her crying and that people were ignoring her, and I decided to check on her. She was speaking Spanish and I think that's why most people were walking past her, because they weren't able to understand her."

"Oh, she always does that when she gets upset. Do you speak Spanish?"

"Yup."

"Oh, you are an angel" the woman said, hugging her daughter a bit tighter. "I don't know how I'm gonna be able to thank you."

"Knowing that she's alright is enough, don’t worry."

"No, no, no. You must allow me to do something for you. What do you say, Julia. Should we invite this wonderful angel to have lunch with us?"

"Yes!" Julia said, her English coming back. "We'll bake you a chocolate cake! Do you like chocolate cake?"

"I actually do, yes" I smiled.

"Then it's settled. Let me give you my card, it has my office phone number on it" Julia's mum said, opening her bag. "Call tomorrow morning and we'll schedule that lunch together."

"Ok. Thank you."

"Thank you" the woman said, giving me a hug. "My name us Lucía, by the way. But you can call me Lucy like everyone in this country does."

"Nice to meet you, Lucy."

Lucía, Lucy. A Spanish lawyer specialized in divorces, and the divorces of very wealthy people. Which meant that when I arrived at her house for that lunch date, I found myself before one of the most expensive apartment buildings in the city. 

"Are you coming in, miss?" the doorman asked.

"Yes, hi, sorry. Do I have to tell you where I'm going or..."

"You don't look like a thief" the man chuckled.

"I'm not, I promise. I'm meeting with Lucy and Julia."

"Oh, yes. Miss Julia said a friend was coming for lunch today. An angel."

"That must be me" I said, blushing a bit.

"Then welcome, miss" the man said, opening the building's door. "Do you know their floor number?"

"Yes, the 7th. Letter B."

"That’s the one. Call for the lift and push the number, their house will be the one to your right."

"Thank you very much, sir."

"My pleasure, miss" the man said with a smile. Roger. The loveliest man you'll ever meet.

"So glad you could make it" Lucy said after opening the door, giving me a hug. 

"Angel!" Julia screamed, coming to also hug me. "You came!"

"Of course I did."

"She’s decided to start calling you angel because of what I said at the shopping centre. I hope you don’t mind.”

“It’s fine, don’t worry" I smiled.

“Come, let me show you my room" Julia said, grabbing my hand and forcing me to follow her.

After a tour around the house and its many rooms, we were back in the living room, one where the small flat I was renting thanks to some money my grandparents had been sending me without my parents knowing, could perfectly fit.

"Is that a real piano?" I asked Julia.

"It's daddy's" she said. "We used to play together."

"That's lovely." My dad never played with me just for fun. It always was about practice, practice... And oh, yes, more practice.

"Do you play?" Lucy asked me.

"Since I was Julia's age."

"Oh, that's wonderful! Why don't you play something for us while we wait for our food?"

"Sure" I said, sitting in front of the huge black piano. It was a very expensive one like everything else on that building.

"Daddy used to play that!" Julia said when she recognized the song. "Hey Jude, don't make it bad... Mami, why are you crying?" she asked her when we finished.

"Because it was beautiful, sweetheart. And you play so well" Lucy told me. "Have you ever thought about giving lessons?"

"Not really..."

"Julia started to take them a few months ago, but her teacher... Had other things to do, so now she doesn't have one. Would you like to take her place?"

"Me?" 

"Yes, angel! Be my teacher!" Julia said, clapping her hands and jumping.

That was what my parents had wanted me to do. To become a teacher. I wasn't going to be doing it at the music school, but this still was teaching, right? And I liked Lucy and Julia a lot despite only knowing them for just a few hours. 

"I'll do it" I said. "I'll be Julia's teacher."

"Oh, perfect!" Lucy smiled. "When can you start?"

"Whenever you want. I have nothing else to do" I shrugged.

"Then tomorrow. I have to work, so maybe you could pick up Julia from school, bring her here and start your lessons? I'll pay you for that extra time."

"Ok" I nodded.

I had found a job, one that I liked, and one that was going to pay me handsomely judging by the numbers Lucy had mentioned while doing a draft of my contract. 

I was so busy thinking about all that, checking the details she had given me about Julia's school, that I hadn’t noticed the lift had made it to the lobby and the doors were open. 

“Are you going up again?” a male voice said.

“Uh?” I replied, lifting my eyes from my phone. And what did they see? The most handsome man you could ever imagine.

“Are you going up again?” he repeated.

“I…” I had forgotten how to speak. I may have not been wearing an ugly costume like Scarlett in one of the scenes where she met Chris Evans, but I had my jaw on the floor and definitely was making a fool of myself. “No” I finally managed to say.

“So… are you leaving, then?” he asked, trying to hide a smile.

“Yes” I said, still looking at him. Was he real? He was real. When he stopped the lift’s door from closing again, taking a step forward towards me, I saw that he was very real. “Thank you. Sorry. I’m leaving” I blurted out, my brain finally remembering how speaking worked. Kind of.

“It’s ok” he replied with a smile. No, not a smile. A smirk. One that made everything inside me turn upside down. “Bye” he said, walking inside the lift and letting go of the doors, disappearing behind them while I just stared. He must have thought I was stupid. A creep. Or both. But what else are you supposed to do when you find yourself face to face with the hottest man in planet earth?

“Miss, are you alright?” I heard Roger say from the door.

“Yes, yes. Just… Processing what just happened. That I got a job, I mean” I quickly added, noticing how he was arching an eyebrow, his eyes moving to the lift. 

“Oh, those are great news, miss. Congratulations.”

“Thank you. I guess you’ll be seeing more of me from now on.”

And hopefully, I would be seeing more of him too. Of the hot neighbour, my own Chris Evans. Though later on I would find out that his name wasn’t Chris, that would have been too much of a coincidence.

His name was Rúben. 

[moniibu]

༄ ‧₊˚ !YAN FEM OMEGA X !DOM FEM ALPHA READER •°. *࿐

based on my previous work

things to watch out for: basic yandere themes, obsessiveness, possessiveness, protectiveness, etc. , the only pronouns being “you” and “alpha”.

word count: 2.2k

summary: after inviting Scarlett out as your date for a business dinner, things go smoothly until one of your coworkers start to stir up some trouble, making you possessive and protective.

notes: i decided to name her Scarlett just cause I thought the name was cool. this is a fic that i wrote just because the idea came to me as i was daydreaming before bed. this isn’t cannon, but based on my other work i didn’t express a dislike between the two. in other words this would just be a random post about the two that doesn’t go along with my previous post.

thank you all sm for the support on my last post, it really means a lot 🥲. reblogging/reposting is appreciated, and if you would like to see anything specific, just request since asks ARE OPEN !! even though I’ve re-read my work, if there are still mistakes, please just ignore it or move along, i apologize for it.

this is a LESBIAN work/blog/post, so men and men aligned people, do NOT interact.

i hope you all enjoy ༄ ‧₊˚ !YAN FEM OMEGA X !DOM FEM ALPHA READER •°. *࿐ !!

Scarlett opened the door and walked into the apartment. She only has three hours to get ready before meeting her alpha. She had to hurry up and shower, pick out a cute outfit that would impress her alpha, do her makeup, and make sure she picked the perfect accessories that would earn her praise from her alpha.

Of course you weren’t exactly her alpha yet per se, but she wanted you to be, which is exactly why Scarlett’s doing what she’s doing now. The first way into making you her alpha and you choosing her as an omega is for her to be looking as cute as she possibly can so that you can choose her.

Scarlett knows exactly what you like down to a t. She knows what outfits would earn simple compliments and which ones would earn a head-turning look with you gawking at her. Scarlett prefers the second one but for where you two are going, she prefers an outfit that has you giving her small and hidden glances throughout the evening.

After doing her makeup the exact way that you like it, Scarlett goes to pick out an outfit that she knows that you would like. She looks in her closet, moving the clothes around before finally finding what she knows will catch your eye. Scarlett picks out a white shirt with ruffles that goes with a pink skirt with ruffles on the bottom. She picks a shirt that will show her cleavage, knowing that once you see it, you won’t be able to take your eyes off it. She hates how you always look away whenever you get a glance, but at the same time, that’s what she loves about you. You respect her and don’t look at her ogling her breasts.

Scarlett puts on a pair of light pink pumps that matches her skirt, grabs her purse, and walks out her apartment locking the door. She’s so excited about the date you planned that she can’t contain herself. You rarely plan out dates, and even when you do, it’s something simple like walking around. The fact that you’ve invited her to a restaurant must mean that you’re beginning to feel the same way as she does!

Scarlett starts to send you a text that’s she’s here, but before she can hit send, you tap on her shoulder. “Hi Scar.” You greet. You give her a hug, placing your hands at her sides. “H-hi” Scarlett immediately starts to blush. The hand placement only makes her face redden even more. You barely touch her, nor invite her out. She doesn’t know what’s happening, but she’s enjoying it.

Scarlett glances at you, looking at your outfit. You had on a business suit. She’s seen it dozens of times throughout spending time with you and messaging, but seeing it up close is making her hot. God, how much she wishes that you were her alpha. You look so good that she wishes that it was all for her. She hates that other omegas are able to see this. It should be all for her and only for her.

You on the other hand took Scarlett in. You loved the way she was dressed. You simply had on a suit that you forgot to change out of, yet Scarlett took time on her outfit, and looked amazing in it. You know that sometimes Scarlett wears outfits in colors that you like, but this one was an outfit where you thought she looked amazing in, where you were actually mesmerized.

She had on an adorable outfit that you couldn’t take your eyes off of, and honestly, didn’t want to keep your hands off of. It was like something was inside of you, itching for you to keep close to the beautiful omega. “You look beautiful Scar.” You say, your thumbs rubbing her hips.

“Thank you alpha.” It practically purred out of Scarlett’s lips. She loved getting praises from her alpha, no matter how little or how big it was.

You furrowed a brow at Scarlett calling you alpha, but let it go based off of news that you had to share. “You’re welcome. Now, I hope you’re not mad, but this isn’t exactly us hanging out alone.”

“What do you mean?” Scarlett asks. What do you mean it won’t be just the two of you? She based off her whole day, all of her time on you, her alpha. You were supposed to have a good time with her, and realize that you want more of her! Why is there someone else coming along and ruining your date with her?

You’re her alpha. She’s not letting anyone get in her way, she’ll make sure of it.

“I’m sorry Scarlett. I know you were excited. I sprung it on you since I didn’t know if you would accept it or not.” You looked down like a child getting a scolding.

“What is it?” Scarlett’s tone was a mixture of anger and annoyance. She demanded to know the reason on why she wouldn’t be able to push you into her arms.

You walk up closer to her. “Don’t worry Scar, I’ll make it up to you I promise, okay?” You say, getting closer to her while pressing a kiss to her temple. “But this is actually a company dinner, and they requested us to bring someone. I know you like spending time with me so I just thought..” you trail.

“No, no alpha don’t feel bad.” Scarlett gives you a hug before standing on her tippy-toes to press her hands on your face. “I’m not mad, I swear. Besides, you’re gonna make it up to me right?”

“Yes, of course I will! Thank you so much for being understanding Scar, I really appreciate it.” You say, giving her a beaming smile. You were glad that your friend didn’t get the wrong idea or disgusted by you that you basically were showing her off in ten minutes to your colleagues.

Scarlett on the other hand was overjoyed. She can’t believe that her dreams are finally coming true! You want to be her alpha! She’s so glad that it wasn’t something bad. She has no problem with you using her as a date, please do it all the time, she doesn’t mind at all! She just wishes that you wouldn’t feel so bad about it. You’re her alpha, you’re supposed to want to bring her to dinners and tell people that she’s your omega.

“I know it may be uncomfortable Scar, but we’re gonna be close, okay? Just tell me if you feel uncomfortable and I’ll stop.”

“Sure thing alpha.” Scarlett can hardly contain her smile. It’s like she’s died and went to heaven. This is probably the only night where you’ll be acting like you truly want her, so she’s gonna milk it out as much as she can.

“Alright, let’s head inside.” You push Scarlett in front of you, keeping a steady hand on her back. You walk in giving the worker your reservation. Scarlett and you walk over with Scarlett hanging onto your arm.

You greet your manager, shaking hands with him as you introduce Scarlett. “And this is Scarlett, we’re close.” You happily share, smiling.

“Nice you meet you Scarlett.” Your boss licks his lips while stretching out his hand. You give a look to Scarlett, urging her to shake his hand. You can tell that she only did it for you, but the action he did beforehand made you pull Scarlett closer into you.

As you sit down and chat with coworkers, you hear a comment that makes you squirm. “How did an alpha like her come in contact with a beautiful omega like her?” You clicked your tongue. You were irritated to say the least, but it was a dinner with work, so you ignored it. Scarlett rubbed your hand under the table as a way to make you feel better, and for a moment, you calmed down.

It wasn’t until you got your food that everything went wrong. You wish you could turn back the time and decline the dinner so you could actually hang out with Scarlett one on one like what was intended, but the damage was already done.

“So,” a coworker said, pointing in your direction. “Are you together with the cutie next to you?”

“So you’re not together? Good to know.” Your coworker responded. He had one of those cocky smiles that went along with a cocky tone that begun to make you irritated. As much as Scarlett likes taking care of you, even she could see that this may be an incident where she can’t calm you down.

“What the fuck is that supposed to mean?” You ask.

“I’m just saying, if you’re not dating her, then maybe she needs an actual alpha. A strong man to take care of her and provide for her. What can you do? You may be an alpha but you’re not a male alpha. She needs someone like me.”

You give out a laugh, only this laugh is full of anger and you being appalled by the audacity of your coworker. You don’t know what came over you. Maybe it was the fact that your rut was coming, or maybe the fact that there could be a small —itsy bitsy— chance that you maybe, maybe feel some type of way for Scarlett that a friend shouldn’t feel. Or maybe it was the drinks you drank in both Scarlett’s place for protection or for yours to let loose.

Either way, you were pissed. No one, and I mean no one got to disrespect you like that, or try to act like that towards Scarlett. “Listen here—” you say, you inching closer as you begin to speak with pure rage. “And you listen close. I don’t know who the fuck you think you are, but this omega right here?” You pull Scarlett from the side, making her gasp in shock. She places her hand on your chest as she hears you utter the sentence she has been dying to hear since the second she met you in the café.

“This omega is mine. She is my omega.” Your tone was full of possessiveness and ownership, but you didn’t care. You wanted all your filthy and creepy coworkers to know that Scarlett had an alpha. She didn’t need a smelly old male alpha when she had you. Young, cool, tall, and caring; what most omegas dream about.

“Grab your things Scarlett.” You said. Your sentence was short and curt, leaving no room for an argument. Scarlett hurriedly packed up her things while trailing behind you. You saw her and stopped for her before pulling her to sit down with you on a bench.

The two of you sat there for a moment while you thought of what just transpired. For you, you felt guilt. You didn’t want Scarlett to think you were one of those alphas, who stake claim on an omega and would force them to love and worship you. The fact that you did it in public only added more guilt that was standing on your shoulders.

As for Scarlett, she only felt love, admiration and adornment. You stood up for her while your smelly coworker had tried to get her to pick him. You kept her close to you while an old coworker leaned in to close. Most of all, you claimed her and stuck out your claim, her being owned by you, in public. You called her your omega. She is so glad that you did what you did, but looking back at you, she could read you a mile away. It’s one of the reasons why she’s such a good omega for you.

“Awe, c’mere alpha” she says, opening her arms. You’ve already gone this far, and while you were still clouded with anger, you figured that a small hug couldn’t hurt. Scarlett rubbed your back, whispering sweet nothings in your ear. “Alpha, I’m so proud of you.”

“Really?” You were expecting her to be mad at you for claiming ownership over her. And for Scarlett to do the exact opposite had you surprised. “I thought that you’d be mad since I called you my omega in front of everybody. I’m sorry if I put you in an uncomfortable situation. It wasn’t my intention to do that. I will make it up to you, I promise.”

“It’s okay alpha. I-I’m actually glad you did it.” Scarlett looks away, both from being flustered and embarrassed. “I didn’t like them. I’m glad you were there. You were a very good alpha.”

Scarlett gives you a smile before giving you a kiss on the cheek. “I mean it alpha. You were good. Thank you.” Scarlett gives you once last peck before pulling away.

“Thank you Scar.” You say. To be honest, you’re a little glad that this whole debacle happened. It got you a bit closer with Scarlett. You can’t believe you’re saying this, but maybe it wouldn’t be bad if she was actually your omega.

And for Scarlett, she’s glad she egged on those other alphas. She got the outcome she wanted; for you to finally realize your feelings and act on them. She can’t wait for you to fully accept it, and for more to come.

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[greynatomy]

The Letter

Scarlett Johansson x Fem!Reader

i cried while writing and every time i reread it to edit. idk if it’s actually sad or i’m just very emotional. happy bday to me, let’s be emotional together.

this is the second part to Dear Scarlett…

hope you enjoy and tell me what you think

-grey

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“Dear Scarlett,

Hey! It’s been a while. Probably forgot about me, so in case that’s true, it’s Yn.

You probably have so many questions, hopefully this letter answers most of them.

The very last treatment we did worked. It worked and we just tested way too early to find out. I figured out a about a month after you left. I didn’t tell you because we were officially divorced.

About nine months went by, I welcomed Arlo Prince Johansson into the world.

I gave him the last name Johansson because I wanted us all to have the same name. I’m sorry for keeping your surname, I couldn’t bring myself to change it.

This is where it gets crazy.

Two months before Arlo was born, I started getting extreme pains on my side. Thought it was from being pregnant, but it wasn’t. When it didn’t go away, I went to the hospital and they found tumors that were rapidly spreading to my other organs.

It was liver cancer. Advanced-stage. No cure.

I wanted to reach out to you right when I found out, but I see how happy you are now with Colin and I didn’t want to ruin and get in the way of that.

I also knew my time with Arlo was cut short so I became selfish and kept him to myself. It was just us two, and my lawyer.

You’re probably asking why I had a lawyer even after the divorce, well it’s because I had to start planning for his future before I left.

In the bag that he came with, you’ll see a some folders. Inside are all the pictures I took of him, of us. Birth certificate, DNA test, of course, in case you have any doubts. There’s also a couple CDs, SD cards, flash drives in there too.

The SD cards have more photos, the CDs have some videos I took for the major parts of his life like birthdays or his wedding, especially the birth, stuff like that. And the flash drives has some songs.

I know that I was never successful in my music or production, but I recorded some songs that I made for Arlo. Lullabies that I won’t be able to sing to him anymore. There’s also a couple original songs that I wrote through this rollercoaster of a journey.

I think I covered everything. You’re on the birth certificate if you were wondering so when I die, you’ll have full custody.

I know you’ll be an amazing mother to Arlo because of how well you raised Rose.

I love you. I never stopped. All I wanted was for you to be happy and I am glad that you have that with Colin. This is an official goodbye from me. Make sure Arlo doesn’t forget me, please.

With all my love,

Yn Johansson”

“Oh my god.” Scarlett broke down, crying.

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[sakurasnowfall]

hi, Idk if i’m doing This right, but could you please write Some angst that turns into fluff about Reader x anime sanji? reader can be Afab or gender neutral, i don’t mind. You can also choose the scenario, Full control :)

thank You 🤩 and its ok if you don’t get to this, LOVE your writing by the way it’s So beautiful

Hi! As regards to your *Idk if im doing this right* no worries fam, neither do I (your request was perfect, though, so no worries!) 😭

Here is the story. I brain stormed maybe 7 ideas for this starting the night I got this request. It stumped me so freaking bad, and it took a couple weeks to get an...almost complete draft down. I let it sit for way to long, hence why it has been nearly a whole month. So here is what I am gonna do. I just wrote the missing 1/4 of this. I am going to post what it now. I WILL BE GOING BACK TO EDIT THIS AND MAKING IT BETTER. My anxiety was screaming at me to at least put out SOMETHING. So, I hope this is okay FOR NOW. I know it sucks, but I promise eventually I will improve it for you!

Thank you thank you thank you for the compliment!!! Lots of love <3

Tw : Blood, syringe mention, death mentioned

Established relationship, fem reader, and () used as a name placeholder.

Sanji usually loved red. Maroon roses. Vermillion wine. Scarlett sunsets. Ruby hearts. But now? He hated it. He hated it so much. Seeing it, dripping from every spot on her body. Covering her in a sheet of sickening crimson. Imagining what he would give to swap their places was not a thought for the faint of heart. All he could do was watch as Chopper gently cleaned the blood off of her arms and her face. As the tiny doctor wrapped her torso in bandages, her hovered, almost like a ghost with how pale and silent he remained. Ironic...that the chef of the crew himself was the only one who did not eat. Actually, that was not quiet true, as he forced himself a few forkfuls of food, guided by the phantom scolding he heard from () about neglecting his self care. He spent that night in the infirmary with her. Listening to the fragile, feathery breaths that balanced her on the edge of his world and the next. He thought that was the worst sound he would hear that day. This was not the case. Sanji learned that the worst sound was not the sound of her anguished screams. It was not the sound of her painful, labored breaths. He learned it was not the sound of her unconscious cries.

Sanji learned that the worst sound was no sound at all.

No amount of force on the Grandline could be guaranteed success in trying to restrain him. Sanji couldn't see Chopper scrambling to her bedside or hear him shouting. He couldn't hear Luffy's yelling. He couldnt hear Zoros grunts as the swordsman tried in vain to hold the cook down, slamming him to the floor after narrowly avoiding a kick to the head. If he couldn't see Robins powers prop up various instruments for Chopper, then certainly couldn't have seen one of her hands stabbing a syringe into his arm.

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When the cook awoke, it wasn't his head, or his knees - which had been bent underneath his weight - that hurt the most. It was his heart. His ever-bleeding heart, over flowing with the love that gushed and overflowed. How he found the strength to stand, he wasn't sure. But when he did, he found himself in an unfamiliar place. A place that held a bright, white shimmer and a peculiar haze about it, yet for all it's light gave off no warmth. He rubbed the back of his head, turning to better gauge his surroundings. That's when he saw her. Standing, maybe 200 feet away from him. Standing. Almost shimmering, radiant. Alive. If his legs had ever held a purpose other than carrying him to her, they didn't remember, as he sprinted toward her. She was just about to turn to him, when shadow, greater than anything he had ever seen, was summoned forth from the white ground, casting an ugly contrast, dragging whatever twisted world he was in from chilled to ice-cold. Sanji knew what this shadow was. More sure than he had been of almost anything in his life. It wanted her. Maybe it wanted him as well. He had run from it more times than he could count. But there was no running this time.

Rage guided his motions, and his love refined them to a deadly point, spearing the sheer power of his attacks into his opponent's core. If fighting death itself was all that stood between him and his life, then he would gladly fight it. Death wanted his life, and it would not have her. His fire lit it's shadows, extinguishing them, bit by bit, piece by piece. Until there was nothing left but air.

By the time he was done, adrenaline had rewarded him with the energy to run the remaining distance to her. When he reached her, he stopped. He reached out, his hand shaking. "()........" His voice failed him, his hand attempting to make up for his words by softly coming to rest at the side of her face. She had not broken her silence, but he could see her returning to him. Shutting her eyes and leaning into his touch, a few stray teardrops escaping her eyes, his own eyes mirroring the action. Her kissed her softly, hoping to regain his words through his actions. He pulled back after a brief moment, resting his forehead against hers. His hand had now moved to intertwine with hers. When his voice returned to him, in a whisper "let's go home......"

When Sanji woke up, his eyes had hardly opened before he sprang out of bed, scrambling into Chopper's office. He saw () sitting up, awake, eyes locked on him. He paused, before carefully approaching her, perhaps afraid that THIS was the dream.

"Are you.....how are you......feeling? " the blonde came to gently sit on the edge of her bed, carefully reaching out to cup to side of her face. () placed a hand atop his.

"I'm okay." He nodded, a few stray drops of bittersweet relief sliding down his face, quickly whisked away with a small laugh.

[juiles]

I’m always by your side.

Summary: here is the idea! I hope you like it!!

Type: all fluff

Triggers: small mention of a panic attack but nothing else.

Masterlist here!

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Y/N pov

I woke up this morning with a pounding headache and coughing. I knew what that meant. The stupid cold that had gone through my class finally made it to me. I couldn’t be sick though. I had to write a test at school this morning then head to set with mama to shoot a short scene.

I’m in the newest marvel movie playing mama’s daughter in a different universe. I had to audition just like the rest of the kids but most of my classmates think i only got it because of who my mom was which isn’t true.

I sat up in my bed rubbing my eyes trying to will myself to feel better at this exact moment. I felt a tickle in my nose and quickly stifled a sneeze into my arm groaning. Mama is gonna find out. I know she is but i can at least try and hide it. She wouldn’t let a cold stop her from going to set or writing a test so i pull myself out of my bed and to my bathroom.

I decided a shower would be perfect so i turned it on and quickly got in. I didn’t even have the energy to wash my hair so instead I pulled it up into a bun and washed my body before standing under the scalding water for a while until i heard mama knock on my door to tell me it’s time to get out.

I trudged through the rest of my morning routine, getting changed, brushing my teeth, packing my bag. I even put a little makeup on to make myself look better as i looked like death. I finally found myself downstairs staring at a bowl of oatmeal mom had made for me.

“Eat up babe. You’ll be late for your test.” Mum said as she wandered around collecting the odds and ends she needed for the day. “Don’t forget, Robbie is picking you up at 11:30 to be on set for 12. When you get there come straight to my trailer or Scarlett’s.”

“I know mama…” I muttered wincing at how scratchy my voice was. I saw mom freeze and turn in her door to eye me up.

“You okay lovely?” She asked making her way over to me, i quickly flinched away and jumped off the stool.

“I’m fine. Just haven’t used my voice yet.” I lied and she seemed to believe it as she hummed and grabbed her purse.

“Let’s go!” I shoved my packed lunch in my backpack and ran to the car climbing into the backseat buckling up. “Mamaaaaaa let’s gooooo. I’m gonna be laaaaaaaate.” I whined making her laugh as she threw her stuff in the trunk then climbed in the front and turned the car on.

“Okay monkey. You ready for the math test?” I nodded with a hum in response and we pulled out.

When we finally got to my school, i was feeling even worse than normal. My whole body felt shaky and I couldn’t seem to shake the feeling of overall meh. I had to stifle a few coughs and sneezes then before i got inside i let a few out knowing mom had driven away. By the time i got to math i was completely out of it. My mind was a fog and my whole body was covered in a layer of sweat. I wrote my test knowing that i probably failed and made my way outside after my name was called before climbing into Robbie’s car.

“Hey peanut.” He said with a soft smile that quickly faded when he saw me. “You feeling alright love?” I merely nodded before my head fell against the window and i fell asleep. The next thing i knew i was in my bed wrapped up in my big duvet, a familiar pair of arms wrapped around my waist.

I shifted to look up at mum who had a few tears on her face. “Hi mama…” I croaked out then winced at hearing how bad my voice was.

“Baby… why didn’t you say anything?” She asked pressing kisses all over my face.

Lizzie pov

I knew this morning that y/n was sick but i knew not to push her as she had been studying for this test for ages. I had emailed her teacher and told her that y/n would take the test but she would retake it at a later date as her anxiety would be through the roof from being sick. I also called the set and told them we both needed the next two days off and they understood.

When Robbie picked her up from school, which was two hours earlier than planned, not that she seemed to notice. He called me as she got into the car because she directly fell asleep as soon as she sat down.

“Hey Liz.” He whispered quietly through the phone as i set up my bedroom for the two of us for the next few days.

“Hey Robbie… how is she…?” I asked, my anxiety peaking through as my voice shook.

“She fell asleep the minute she got in the car. I’m on my way home now with her and the goods. How do you know she wouldn’t question the timing?” He asked.

“She is a fiesty anxiety driven thing. Her anxiety to finish this test would have caused her to spiral into a panic attack until she was able to take the test.” I said sitting on a stool in the kitchen waiting for them. He chuckled softly.

“She really is your kid huh?” I laughed at that softly.

“Yeah. She’s my mini me. I’m lucky to have her.” I said with a soft smile thinking of my little girl. That’s when i heard the car pull up and i hung my phone up and made my way to the front door to open it. Robbie carried y/n in, her arms and legs draped over his neck and waist as she slept in his arms. “Oh my poor baby…” I said coming around to take her in my arms. She wrapped herself around me like a koala in her sleep as i made my way up the stairs and to my room.

I pulled her duvet around her shivering body and wrapped my arms around her as she snuggled into me. I could feel how hot she was as she buried her face into my neck. I could feel a few tears escape my eyes before i felt her shuffle around in my arms before looking up at me through her big blue eyes that were hazed with a fever.

“Hi mama…” I watched her flinch at the sound of her voice.

“Baby… why didn’t you say anything?” I asked softly before feeling her small hand wipe the tears off my face. “You are burning up.” I quickly wipe her forehead with a cold wet cloth before planting a kiss on it. “It’s time to take some medicine.”

She nodded with a small whimper as she tried to bury herself farther into me. “I’m sorry mama… I’m sorry… i needed to write the test… i had to… but i failed… i’m sorry i failed mama…”

“Hey. None of that okay? Do you hear me? You are getting a chance to rewrite it next week and the scenes will be reshot next week.” I said smoothing her hair down a little as she whimpered into me. “You are sick baby. With a high fever. You need to work on yourself before your grades baby. You are way more important. Do you hear me?”

She shook her head sniffling as she buried into me more. “But you don’t let a cold stop you mama…”

“Oh baby i stop when my body is sick. You’ve seen me. A cold is more important to deal with than a stupid test.” She looked up at me with her bright eyes as i spooned some medicine into her mouth gently. She made a face swallowing it before her eyes started to flutter shut. I love you baby. More than words could say. You need to know that I am always by your side.”

[gingiesworld]

Hey could you do one a little angsty with fluff one with Lizzie, i Saw a tiktok video now when he said "my heart calls your name" it's from Queen Charlotte.

Yn having a very difficult childhood and trying to live on their own at very young age, they audicionate for some movies and tv shows and they were starting to be a little famous, so for that they got casted in a marvel movie, they get very well with their costars, being really good friends with all of them.

Yn started to like Lizzie more than a friend but they know when the finish to shoot 'endgame' it will not gonna be the same for them so they decide to say nothing. They talked a lot about it with Scarlett. Yn decided to have some distance with Lizzie and at first It was okay because everyone were together but she noticed and tried to talk to them. It was like that until the endgame premiere. In the morning everyone were at the hotel, she was tired and went to yn's room and tried for last time. Yn said like nothing happened and Lizzie confronted them for their attitude, giving them an ultimatum, they didn't open their mouth so Lizzie took that as a clue and go out of their room, when yn saw that, they said like a little speech, saying their feelings( and then 'my heart calls your name') and Lizzie turn around and kissed yn.

Yeez sorry for writing too much, i know if you want to do it, you will do an amazing job or if you want to use something i wrote and improve it, it will be ok. Thank you buddy xxx

Pining

Elizabeth Olsen x GN! Reader

Warnings: Fluff. Long pining. A little angst.

18+ MINORS DNI

Y/N hadn't had the best childhood, filing for emancipation when they were just a teenager to get away from their obsessive parents. They cut them off from everything, having their manager handle their assets and bills since they were still a minor. So it wasn't a shock when they had gotten a role in the Avengers.

They had became great friends with Scarlett as they played the illigitimate child of Tony Stark. So as soon as they became friends with Lizzie, it wasn't unusual for them to fall for her. Well who wouldn't, but she was already in a relationship.

Y/N tried not to fall harder for the green eyed angel, but they were doomed. Everytime she spoke, they were always listening even if it was something completely stupid. Their eyes sparkled everytime she laughed. They were always smiling whenever she was around.

Even as the started to film CW, they had decided it was best to distance themselves from her. Always confiding in Scarlett about her.

"I just hate this feeling Scar." They told her sadly as they sat in her trailer. "I just everytime I see her, I want to kiss her and I can't because she isn't mine and she never will be."

"Y/N, I'm sure this will pass." She tried to reassure them.

"This isn't just some crush Scar." They told her. "I have had my fair share of meaningless crushes and this isn't the same." They stood up, straightening out the creases of their clothes. "I'm uh I'm gonna go." They told her softly as Scarlett sighed as she watched them leave.

As the time went on, Y/N had always rejected cast outings and get togethers. Not wanting to really be in the same room as Lizzie. Even when they heard about her split with Boyd, they fought every instinct to run and comfort her, so they left her be.

Even when Endgame came around, the end of their contract was also approaching. On some level they felt relieved but on another, they were saddened by the thought of not even being around her.

Their scenes were only few, so they never really crossed paths with Lizzie. Although she was saddened by their sudden absence in her life since CW. She wanted an explanation. She deserved an explanation.

"You're their best friend Scar." She pleaded with Scarlett who sighed.

"Listen Lizzie, I'm not getting in the middle of the two of you." She told her. "You just need to reach out to them." Lizzie left it at that, even with the re-shoots, she never crossed paths with them so she only had the option she had was to wait for the premiere.

So she dressed in her green dress, ready to walk down the carpet. Her eyes instantly found Y/N, even as she participated in her interviews and photos. She hoped to catch them before the movie, only to be dragged away by some of the other cast. She watched as Y/N left the theatre earlier, so she decided to follow them. She soon followed them into an empty hallway before she called their name, watching as they slowed down and their shoulders tense up.

"What is wrong with you?" Lizzie questioned, she was extremely hurt by their sudden absence and needed answers. "We used to be friends and then all of a sudden, you disappear. Not a single word on why you disappeared, just poof."

"Lizzie." They tried as she shook her head.

"Do you know that I tried and tried to think of were I went wrong. Wondering all of the time what I did to push you away." She told them, her voice shaking with pain and anger. "What did I do?" She whispered as Y/N looked at her with guilt and regret in her eyes.

"You didn't do anything." They told her as Lizzie just looked confused. "It was me and my own conflicting feelings."

"What?" Lizzie whispered as they shook their head.

"It doesn't matter." They told her before they turned away.

"It does matter! Please don't walk away. Tell me." She followed them, not anticipating the closeness between the two as they turned back to face her.

"I love you Lizzie. I am in love with you." They exclaimed as she remained frozen. "I thought I would get over it but I couldn't. I didn't because you have somehow etched your name on my heart. My heart beats for you Elizabeth. It." They sighed as they looked in her eyes. "It hurts when we are so close and it hurts when we are so far apart. I just. Forget it." With that they started to walk away, only to be stopped by Lizzie, cupping their face as she looked in their eyes. Leaning in and capturing their lips in a soft and meaningful kiss.

"I am in love with you too." She whispered as she gazed in their eyes. "For so long I have been in love with you." They kissed her softly once more before the two decided to sneak out of the theatre, ending their night as they walked hand in hand under the moonlight.

[unhonestlymirror]

I realised what I felt when I was a kid and watched hetalia fandom from afar.

It felt like watching my own country, my land being raped. I just didn't look at it. It was none of my business, I said. It's just a stupid manga, I said, just several hundreds of idiots. It has nothing to do with reality, I said. I already knew how russkiy mir looked like in Belarus and what russkiy mir did to my mom, but I just wanted to live in my little peaceful real world.

I didn't look at it because it simply was unbearable to look at. Although, I myself did not fully understand why.

Then russkiy mir knocked to my home. I still forbid myself to remember my home, I will think about it tomorrow, I say. I suddenly realised myself in Lithuania, going to studies in a different institution, different people, different language, choir, swords, I have no idea what I am doing and I am scared, dances, activities, posting art on tumblr. Life was good. Life was actually really good. Way better than in Ukraine. The issue was that I still wanted to die, which was terribly unfair to people who tried so hard to make me feel better, and I still was losing weight, hair, sleep, health. I couldn't remember when I ate the last time, what I ate. I couldn't remember the names of people I've learned mere minutes ago. I couldn't smell my own sweaty and dirty clothes. I couldn't see the dust on my floor and my dirty dishes. I didn't feel physical pain. I didn't feel cold. I didn't feel hunger until I was losing consciousness. I've cried a lot for no reason at all, publicly, though. Time has stopped.

There was something that prevented me from healing.

That was the moment I stopped writing the sentimental memoirs about my family and wrote "Lithuania", "Ukraine" in tumblr search for the first time.

And then I met my greatest enemy face to face for the first time, under the tags of the only things in the world, which give me the meaning of life.

My greatest enemy gave me a reason to live on. My greatest enemy gave me the opportunity to pour out my hatred in a healthy way. My mom, after all, poured it out via domestic violence. Watching people drawing my countries being russia's sisters, I didn't feel such big hatred even when my family was shelled with russian missiles. It was such a great hatred that it replaced my love for Jujutsu Kaisen, family calls, guitar and other stuff that used to bring me joy, but moreover, it replaced my apathy.

Then I started drawing hetalia fanart. I didn't want to be Stierlitz from the famous anecdotes. I didn't plan to make any friends here. I came here with a drawn sword for a specific purpose and desire to protect my land. Honestly, I am still surprised I managed to make friends here. For me, hetalia is on the same level as kremlin in terms of the degree of pollution. But I guess, it's just another proof that good people can be found anywhere, even in the educational ass of the world.

Then I learned about rusliet, and for the first time since I've left my home, I felt fear. Lithuania is everything I have, it's my Tara, and I am Scarlett. I have no other place to go. It's the land whom I love dearly and whom I want to see happy and blooming. Lithuanians in hetalia don't feel what I feel when seeing rusliet because they didn't experience what I did, and I pray to God for things staying that way.

I promised myself that I would be careful, but I would never, never ignore people offending my land and putting it in danger. You come to my land with malice in your heart or with zero thoughts in your brain - you leave with my sword sticking out of your ass.

I am worried that training this community turns me into a monster myself. I hope I don't look like a monster to my friends. Sometimes, I act like one to my family, and then I feel the great guilt, but they got used to that the same way I got used to my mom breaking plates. Although I've come here with great hatred and anger, I still can't find any malice in my heart, and I still don't receive any satisfaction from causing pain.

You can say hetalia is my destiny, just like gaining Lithuania. I finally understood what love for one’s land is. I perceive Lithuania as my land as well, and I will gnaw the throat of anyone who dares to take it from me.

I have the goal in life: to protect my land, to protect the people I love, even if I never manage to become myself again.

[randomnameless]

Land 5 aka before the final boss done !

Albion...

Well, it has a city named Bordeaux !

Ça fait un bail que Bordeaux et l'Aquitaine ne sont plus aux mains de la perfide Albion !

What else can I say...

The final stage bgm was kickass, I loved the architecture and the "subquests" with goats and the character who turns ennemies green was... A thing lol. Still Nigel isn't a deadweight so that's something nice.

Plot wise...

Ugh.

If anyone got it better than I do then please help me lol, because from what I understood, the pope (hereditary title in this verse) got only one child (tfw your line is super special magical plot related but you only get one kid) and told both of his right arms, Nigel and Sanatio, that they should never speak of her to anyone, including themselves.

So... Nigel secured Scarlett far away (uh...) 6 years ago and didn't tell Sanatio, per the pope's orders, Sanatio knew Scarlett existed but since her existence must remain secret, per the pope's orders, he... Uh... Never knew where she was ?

So when the pope decided to fold against the evil empire, and subsequently later died (something Gharnef is pissed about, because the pope's line is the only one able to destroy mc guffins) Sanatio thought that he had to pretend the pope was still alive to make sure Albion and the Orthodoxy would not descend into chaos ?? Like, Nigel couldn't tell him that "I shipped Scarlett to parevia aka an island that is as far from Albion as the UK is from France, under her dad's orders some years ago, let's find her to both protect and mount a resistance against the empire ?"

I knew Albion was scrapped because bankruptcy and all, but damn if in a game where Gilbert, Virginia, hell Alain and to an extent Yunifi and Morad exist, this felt contrived as fuck.

Besides, I know you are technically able to go to Albion before doing bastorias, Drakengard or Elheim (Bastorias or Elheim must be done though) but damn if doing things in order paints Scarlett in a crap light, after Erigor and witnessing the elves zombies and learning about the occupation in both Cornia and Drakengard with mysterious plagues around, and we open Albion with Scarlett worrying about her dad (while she was there when Galerius told us he was dead !) and wanting to show Alain the place where she picked up flowers when she was younger.

Special mention to her former childhood friend Raelys (?) with whom she reunites and wants to go to their special flower field again... Only to be ambushed by Raelys because while childhood memories are nice and all, Raelys' younger brother was taken hostage and she wants to save him.

Then we have Fodoquia's backstory... And Scarlett looks like an ass, especially for someone who was basically supposed to inherit Albion, who never cared about her country and her people.

Still in the few subsequent chapters she expresses her desire to help the people of Albion and her care for them (with still the memetic "I always thought about you" to get childhood friend when a majority of her rapports so far where about Alain, her feelings for him and jealousy at the other female leads or fluff) so there's that.

Ultimately I believe this discrepency is both due to the game being short on money but also the writers having wrote Scarlett as the "ojou" archetype, when the elf twins, even with their 5 lines about the plot of their land, and to some extent, Virginia and Yunifi/Ramona are concerned about their homes and people and written as such.

Plot happens and it's revealed, the empire is actually full of body surfers who were banned to the shadow realm for having sacrificed an unicorn and their big plan is to transmigrate everyone in living bodies, Scarlett's line is special because her magical powers are the result of experiments on humans with blood/parts/powers (?) of an unicorn, the failed results were duds and gave birth to the feathered people (angels) but Scarlett's ancestor was a success, the Cornian royal line is also special because it was founded by a young woman who was the only one granted immortality and not banished to the shadow realm eons ago, so she got some magic powers but gave up her immortality, and the laguz were originally elves who decided to become laguz so their bodies couldn't be snatched, but they forgot how to turn back.

Anyhow, for all of the unicorn imagery Alain got, I found it cool that the "our line was founded by the Maiden in the Unicorn and Maiden duo" thing is/was referenced in Ilenia/Virginia's skillset, it sort of helped to lessen the "uwu Alain is the saviour and chosen one" thingie that hits especially hard after Drakengard and Gilbert's last convo where he confesses he and Drakengard in general have always been jealous of cornia, so learning only Cornia's king can be the "chosen one" to get rid of the evil ghost empire...

Also, since you can skip Drakengard to reach that point and ignore her existence, I guess the "Alain saviour bcs he descends from the Maiden and has the magic ring" feels even weirder when Virginia is also in the party, but she can't equip the magic ring (granted if Alain were to die, would Virginia be able to equip it plot wise ?)

Fwiw, even if Gerard's infinity +1 sword can be used by Alain, I gave his magic ring to Virginia, his other grandkid by beating his ass with the Tricorns, plot be damned.

I mean, I usually dgaf about chosen ones plots, but when the second arc was all about a potential claimant/heir accepting to stand down and let their sib/cousin run the show, the game saying "only sib/cousin can save the world" feels a bit like a slap lol

Alain gave the "totally not-engagement ring" to Joseph, his dad in all but blood, and I rounded up several rapport conversations (wtf was Fodoquia and Bryce's lol) and mini quests.

Units wise... Ramona works well with the angels who have their discharge skill lol, and Bertrand spinning with his hammer will never cease to be hilarious.

I'm sure I'm not using Berengeria well though, because now she keeps on dying (ffs you have a giant shield can you just use it for once ??)... But Bruno makes up by hitting like a truck.

[shiny-kaibernyte]

begging for more drayton romance hcs pls! 💜

Ask and you shall receive💜

Pokémon Headcanons | Drayton (Romance) Part 2

Pokémon Scarlett and Violet Indigo Disk DLC Spoilers ahead!

Been storing up more romance headcanons for our toothpaste man since the first one of these I wrote. hope I have met your expectations 💜💜

SPOILER WARNING AHEAD (Indigo Disk Main Story)

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He loves to hold your hand when walking around the school together. He has no shame in showing everyone you are the one he loves and the one who has a lock on his heart. If you are more shy, he will only do what is comfortable for you, so if that's no hand holding, he will simply give you a special smile only you get to see.

If you’re a Pokémon battler, expect to battle him on the regular. Not just double battles either, every kind of battle.

Forehead kisses. Drayton loves giving them to you, just holding your face in his hands whilst he kisses your forehead. It's very comforting to him. As an added bonus, whenever you two are walking together, if you feel nervous he will kiss your hand and squeeze it lightly, in a hope to comfort you even the slightest.

Sleeps like a log. He can be quite laid back by nature and can fall asleep on a dime. But once he is asleep, good luck getting him back up again! Throw water on him, asleep. Shake him, asleep. Scream in his ear, asleep. But if your poor soul is stuck under him when asleep, get comfy because you are not moving for a while. Try and roll him, and you will fail; he’s got you trapped in a cuddle lock.

Drayton can be quite lazy, he doesn’t like going on long trips. But with the right motivation, he would go anywhere and everywhere with you, so long as there is a bedroll and cover from the rain. Oh, and food! 

He once tried to cook dinner for you as a surprise, he may or may not have started a fire… Crispin was his favourite person that day

Rarely ever calls you by name. Drayton’s favourite names for you are: love, sweetheart, treasure, starlight, songbird and darling. Though, he can get creative and surprise you with others on the rare occasion, just to fluster you.

If you are sick, he will react in one of two ways, depending on how sick. If it’s something small, like a minor cold, he will just make sure you get plenty of rest and stay hydrated; he knows it will pass and that if you are walking around just fine, he won’t fuss. OOOOO but if you are really sick, to the point all you want to do is lay in bed and need a bin by your side, the world better step aside because he is coming through and is bringing every possible thing you could need and more.

His love language is physical touch, he loves to just hold you close and show you that you are safe with him. 

Your Agias and him have a rivalry with one another. Food is their best friend, so any time you make a sandwich, expect them to fight over them. Even if you make enough for everyone - they will try to steal the sandwich from the other. Agias has been known to just yoink it right out of his hands, whilst Drayton will throw a ball to distract Agias then chomp it like a Greedant.

If you are a gamer, he is your new player 2. If he has no idea what he is doing, expect to have the time of your life and no lung capacity. Because the things he will do will be way too funny.

Has zero sense of direction, he just wanders around and hopes for the best. And somehow, unlike Leon, actually ends up where he's supposed to be 9/10 times on time! Granted, he will not go the way he’s meant to, but will get there! You may have to go retrieve him from a cliffside at some point, though.

[shiocreator]

[blasts through the door so that unrealistic 3d blocks aimlessly and slowly float around as dust particles]

If I may-th impead on your domain. I ask-th, if you may, tell me about either most angst ideas you've ever had with OC x canon or the "kicks feet and giggles" sweet type ideas

I saw ur post n Tumblr said nah so I came here.

ANJJKNSKNJS

Ok So....

The Beauty that is scarlette is.

She has so many fucking issues man every SINGLE ship ive put her in has been slowburn strangers friends to lovers in some form cuz i genuinely cant imagine her one day getting randomly into a relationship in like, a blind date way.

SO A LLOTTA THE ANGST CAUSE IS JUST *HER DENIAL* AND AVOIDANCE, i quite frankly LOVE using misunderstandings with her in particular cuz she is so avoidant, she stsrts to avoid her crush and loses friendships that way a lot,

"they'd hate me if they knew i had a crush on them" cuz past trauma of first confession in middle school where everyone already didnt like her and all, and her only friend back then was her "crush", (which might have just been her desperate to cling to the only classmate she thought was a friend) and he just. Slung A lotta insults after she confessed that was the last straw caused her to be how she is

SO EXPLANATIONS OVER HERES THE FUNNY SHIPPING PARTS, read more to spare ppl. Also realizing this isnt just aus but abit vaguely entirely au related in some cases so. Beware

Scarhouse:

Angst; her starting to gain a crush and upon both Madhouse and her pining she realizes this and starts becoming so so *so* avoidant, which makes mike think she hates him now and Robyn has to force them BOTH to confront each other about it in the end (confession time at least happens)

Sweet; i like to think scarlette uses mike as a mattress cuz she can touch ghosts so he CAN hold her, so just cuddling typically on a hot day, wrote a fic n put it on ao3 and i still think its really fun.. touch starved individuals BHFJ

AnxiousGlamour; cant think of angst but the entire dynamic of enemies to friends to lovers with them is so fucking funny to me they yell at each other and insult each other banterly their dynamic before friendship is so funny to me, but lord they genuinely have surprising amount in common, sweet moments wise in my Monsterheart au Scarlette checks on Mettaton cuz ya know. Limbs, and just. They talk. Quiet moment of "you arent so bad afterall." Just quiet moments, Mettaton and her take the boat back to waterfall cuz Scar wanted to say goodbye to Napstablook, before she supposedly died or not. Somber ish moments before she says a "final" goodbye

Now ACTUAL shipping wise? Confession where scarlette is finally okay enough to acknowledge she wasnt get slaughtered or hated by a now at this point good friend just for having a crush, confesses to Mettaton, and "I'll uh, I'm probably gonna be pretty avoidant so i can make the crush go away so im sorry in adva-" "Darling I have been flirting with you for weeks now" "What" hjVKV

MonstrousLiars (okay so NAME CONTEXT. They're both liars. One would think Reigen would be more monstrous cuz ya know. Conman. So figurative 4 him but also hes Really Not. Scarlette is a Literal Monster.): Scarlette nearly dieing to save his and the kids asses which makes her go fully into a kinda adrenalyn fueled shapeshifting moment where she may be a Little drunk off the magic rushing through her veins and afterwards kinda has to be watched over cuz shes not doin great rn,

Scarlette is able to sense curses but not see them (ie she gets very bad vibes gets pale and goes into a minor cold sweat when too close to one, or gets a bubbling sense of dread with skin prickling etc etc, shes essentially absorbing the cursed energy against her will so her body feels BAD) so she just feels really ill and like shes dieing when she DOES get cursed, walks all the way to the office and collapses concerning everyone.

The ingeneral fact this woman wont let anyone help her with her issues is a great cause of pain for everyone cuz they WANNA help tbh

Sweet moments wise Scarlette at some point finally trusting Reigen enough to just, be a person, joke around abit, get him extra snacks she knows he'll like cuz getting people food is a love language.

Reigen and her having one on one dinners cuz he just wanted to know her better meanwhile shes just. Shes not even here for FREE food shes SHIT at interacting she doesnt even know why shes here but hey. coffee ! ghjFVUHG

Bonus cuz current brainrot is these two. Scarlette learning from Mob and Serizawa how things used to be way emptier and hints at reigen also just kinda, not being as having friends as one would assume he would have,, and Scar being just. Able to see that. Maybe theyre abit more similar than she thought and reachimg out abit.

She's been keeping pretty closed off, so i like to think her noticing Reigen is more similar to her than she would have assumed first, over him noticing it first, seemed fitting here, cuz shes learned bit about him through others, whereas she's been really rather. Not prone to even talking about herself, and the only way they can maybe learn more info bout her is carter or random moments of her hyperfixations pop up somehow

[hettiesworld]

I'm Just Ken

Name of fic: I’m Just Ken

Pairing: Jeremy Renner x female reader

Plot summary: After Jeremy and Ava went to watch Barbie, and you get back from grocery shopping, you hear a certain song blasting on Jeremy’s playlist once you get back home…

Word count: 688 words

Warnings: Fluff, just fluff. Author’s note: I watched Barbie at the cinema and I absolutely loved it! I feel like Ava would drag Jeremy along to watch Barbie with her, and I stand by that. Also Jeremy is definitely a Ken, and I would think he would play Ken if it didn’t go to Ryan 😂 So enjoy this short drabble I just wrote!

As you get back home from a busy day of grocery shopping, you closed the door to the house you share with your boyfriend, Jeremy and his daughter Ava. You tried to carry two full bags through the front door as you call out to the two of them. “Hey! I’m back!” You heard Ava run from her room towards the front door as she went up to you, helping you with the shopping, taking the lighter bag out of the two for you. “Thank you Ava. Now, where’s your dad?” You ask him, as Ava smiled and pointed at his music studio.

You nodded back, thanking her before you both made your way to the kitchen. “How was Barbie, Ava?” You continued to ask her, you didn’t go with her as you already seen it with your best friend y/bf/n, so Ava dragged Jeremy to go and see it instead. “It was amazing! Daddy got me a Barbie and Ken doll afterwards! Can you play with me later?” Ava excitingly said to you, slightly jumping up and down.

“Of course, you go up to your room and prepare our playdate whilst I’ll go and surprise your dad, okay?” Ava nodded again as she rushed back to her room to get the dolls. In the meantime, putting away everything only took a few minutes, and that gave you time to check in on Jeremy. You knew he was currently making music because of two reasons: the first one being obvious as in his accident earlier that year, and the other reason being the writer strikes going on right now. You slowly walk towards the music studio, and your ears pricked up like a dog as you heard a familiar song going on behind the door. Is that…? You quietly opened the door and the song became more clearer as ‘I’m Just Ken’ by Ryan Gosling – that was in the Barbie movie – was playing through Jeremy’s speakers. And he was singing along to it. ‘Did this mean that he liked the movie then?’ You thought to yourself as you sneaked up behind him. You have always adored his singing voice, even before your relationship with him and you made that clear on your first date. 'Cause I'm just Ken

Anywhere else I'd be a ten

Is it my destiny to live and die a life of blonde fragility?

“Hey Ken!” You teased him as you tapped him on the shoulder, which made him jump slightly and turned around to face you. “Oh my God Y/n! Don’t sneak up on me like that!” He retorted at you, sighing with relief to find out it was you who sneaked up on him. You just laughed.

“I just got back from shopping and Ava told me you would be in here.” You explained to him as you noticed that he was wearing some Barbie merch, more specifically the ‘I’m Just Kenough’ shirt that Ryan Gosling wore in the movie. “Did you enjoy the movie then?” You asked him, trying not to laugh as you snigger to yourself. “I did actually.” Jeremy said proudly.

“Y’know… you could’ve been in that movie as Ken. I mean, you’ve got a good enough singing voice.” You suggested to him with a smile. “Yes, but Ryan is more attractive than me…” You snigger as you playfully push him. “That is not true, you know that! Would you do it though, if Scarlett was Barbie?” You ask him with a slight smirk on your face. Jeremy smirked back as he wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you closer towards him. “I would’ve done it either way.” He simply said, just before kissing you softly on the lips and you wrapped your arms around his neck. You were only slightly shorter than Jeremy, so you had to get on your tip-toes to kiss him.

"You're my Barbie, y'know that right?" Jeremy said to you, with a smile on his face.

"Yeah I know that..." You laugh at him, a smile on your face as well and both of your foreheads together. "And you're my Ken."