#it'll happen at least one more time before you call her begging for her to realize that money is important

[with-vorpal-sword]

hey, how's work been lately? (with intentions to make your partner fall in love with me and my rustic country ways and inevitably leave you because of my natural love of christmas)

[flippinpancakes64]

filming a tiktok with edward cullen

Filming a TikTok with Edward

Okay so I figured that this one would be better suited for a narrative story format yk so here I am trying it once more.

I actually had a lot of fun writing this one lol

Thank you for requesting and I hope you enjoy!

“Are you sure you don’t want to come with me?” Alice pleaded to you once again.

“Sorry, Alice. You know I would go with you but I’m just way too tired today,” you sighed.

“Pleeeease? Rosalie already said no and it’s boring going to the mall all by myself!” She said, trying to step past you into the entryway of your house.

It had already been what felt like at least 10 minutes of Alice begging you to go with her to the mall. And 10 minutes of you telling her no. She may never need sleep, but you sure as hell did.

“What’s so important at the stupid mall anyway? Don’t you already have enough clothes to cover the entire Pacific Ocean?”

Alice rolled her eyes and successfully pushed past you, dancing her way to sit on the couch.

“What’s ‘so important’ is none of your business just yet. I had a vision,” she said, her eyes staring mystically into space as she waved her hands around exaggeratedly.

You huffed, “You can’t just say that you had a vision for everything you don’t want me to know.”

“Okay well then how’s this; something very fun and important will happen later but only if you let me take you to the mall right now and buy you a new outfit.” A sly smile spread across her face, her eyes appearing fox-like as she giggled quietly.

You groaned. Luckily, your parents weren't home yet. They would have told you to just go a long time ago. That's part of the Cullens' charm, everyone liked them. And you weren't immune to them either.

You sighed, finally taking your heavy backpack off of your shoulders and letting it slide to the ground. You looked up at Alice and saw her staring at you in anticipation.

"Fine, just let me go get my wallet-" and in a flash Alice was gone. Before you could even blink again she was standing in front of you with a huge grin on her face and your wallet in her hands.

"Done. Okay let's go!" she cheers, taking your arm and dragging you out the front door. "You've wasted enough time already."

"Did you forget how to walk or something? Come ON!" Alice sighed as she attempted to drag you through the crowded mall.

"I can walk just fine, thank you," you huffed, trying your hardest to keep up with her as she raced down the walkways.

Alice weaved the two of you through the large crowds. In between couples, over chairs, past crying children, and finally... to a Spirit Halloween.

"..." you stood there, Alice's hand in yours still as she continues her attempts to drag you along. "...is this some sort of joke? Cause I'm not laughing."

"No, it's not a joke. Now come on! You are so slow! We are running out of time!"

You let yourself be dragged into the store. Completely devoid of people, it was even creepier than it was intended to be.

"I have so many questions," you started. "First of all, why? Second of all, why is there a Spirit Halloween already, it's only July? And third of all, why???" you protested as Alice guided you to a corner of the store.

She stopped in front of you, whirling around to face you and getting in close. "Look," she whispered, "I have a plan and I just need you to go along with it. Edward is terrified of clowns. Some traumatic childhood memory or something, whatever."

"So... what, I'm gonna dress up as a clown and try to scare Edward? Yeah, like that'll work," you said sarcastically.

"No, it'll work! I've seen it! Bella will cover your thoughts so that he doesn't hear you approaching, Jasper is going to overload his mind with a sense of ease so that he doesn't suspect anything, and Emmett's gonna call his attention, then- boom! That's when you strike!"

"...How long have you wanted to do this?"

"Years." And with that Alice extends her arm, in it she holds a clown mask.

"Did you remember to start recording?" Alice whispered.

"Well obviously I haven't started it yet," you snapped, "ugh, Alice this thing stinks." You said, pulling the latex mask off of your face.

Currently, you were dressed head to toe in a cheap costume of a ripoff Pennywise the Clown. The Summer sun was beating down on your back as you stood outside with Alice, Jasper, Bella, and Emmett.

Alice tutted and pulled the mask back on your face, "I know it does, but you won't have it on for much longer," she said. "Okay, everyone knows what to do, right?"

Nods and hums of affirmation were heard around the circle. Looking at all of their faces, you noticed the latent excitement in their features. Emmett was jogging in place as if he was preparing for a hunt, Jasper was smirking and cracking his knuckles, and Bella's grin was so wide that it almost looked inhuman.

Alice shot you one look and you sighed, pulling out your phone, and starting the recording.

"Pranking my boyfriend while I'm dressed up as a clown," you said, then laughed. All of you moved into the house. As soon as you crossed the threshold, Bella stopped and closed her eyes, presumably laying her shield over all of you to hide your thoughts.

You ventured through the house, your little pack of helpers following stealthily behind. Through the house, you could hear Edward's piano keys ringing. A soft melody that was not very fitting of the intense situation floated all around.

You stopped right outside of the open doorway to the piano and waited. Inside, Edward was sitting at the keys, plunking away. Jasper closed his eyes next to you and held his hands up as if he was manifesting his ability. Next to him, Emmett sprang to the side door to the room and called Edward's name loudly, bringing his attention to the other side of the room.

This was your shot.

As fast as you could, you ran towards Edward, doing your best scary clown laugh the whole way there.

And if you hadn't caught it on camera, you wouldn't have believed his reaction.

He sprang out of his seat, his knees knocking against the piano. He shrieked a sound that could only be likened to that of a little girl, and flew to the wall, his back pressed up against it. For the split second before he realized what was actually going on, there was pure fear etched onto his face.

Laughter erupted through the house. From Bella at the entryway to the other three Cullens in the room. You couldn't help yourself either. You yanked the mask off of your head and threw it to the ground, laughing so hard that you doubled over.

"What the fuck! You guys are assholes!" Edward yelled, clearly embarrassed that he had been bested. That just made the roaring laughter get louder.

"Oooh! My TikTok has 400 likes!" you said, laying in bed next to Edward as he was rolled onto his side, facing away from you.

"Hmph." he huffed.

"Aw, come on. You're not mad, are you?" you said, turning to place your hand on his shoulder in an attempt to get him to roll over and face you. "You gotta admit, it was funny."

"No 't wasn't." he mumbled, still pouting.

"Edward. Eddy. Baby. Edweird. Sugar plum gumdrops. Hot cakes. Mr Shiny Skin. Big ass. Little ass. Rich Man. Edward. Edward. Edward" you pestered, poking his shoulder.

In an instant, he rolled over and laid on top of you.

"Oof!" you grunted, your lungs wheezing under the added weight. After a second you wrapped your arms around his back. "I really am sorry though. But you do have to give credit where credit's due."

He thought about it for a second. "Fine. You guys did a good job, you really did get me," he laughed, then thought for a second more. "But if this happens again, you're driving yourself to school for a whole year."

"Hey wait we can talk about this-"

[evansisasadist]

Lily races up the stairs, holding Harry close to her chest. She just makes it to his room and manages to locks the door when she hears a cry of "AVADA KEDEVRA" and then a thud.

She screams because James is dead. And she'll be dead soon too. And Harry will be as well. She presses him close to her chest as the tears drip down her face.

"Mama?" Harry asks, his chubby little hand reaching up to touch her face.

"It's fine baby." she tells him, her voice shaking as she hold onto his hand. "Mummy loves you. Daddy loves you. Uncle Pads love you. Uncle Moony loves you. Uncle Wormy loves you. Auntie Mary loves you. " she says. "Harry, I love you baby. I'll always love you."

Lily strokes his head and breathes in his soft, sweet baby scent. "I love you baby boy." she repeats. She needs him to hear it, to remember it. He reaches out his hand again and his sleeve rides up a bit. He's been going through a growth spurt recently, his blue pyjamas are just a little too small. Yet he's still so small.

She remembers when he was born. 15 months ago exactly. How little he was then, his hands so tiny. How James and her had cried as Harry rested on her chest. Then he had kissed her head and whispered "He's beautiful, Lily." to her and then looked towards their son and said "Hello sweetheart, I love you." It seems silly that she was ever scared of his. Yes they were young but Harry is the best thing that's ever happened to her. In all her 21 years, Lily has never felt so full of love for another person. Lily lets out another tear but she doesn't want to scare Harry. Not now. So she holds him close in her arms and sings him a lullaby, humming gently when she’s too scared to make a sound.

"Twinkle twinkle little star, how I wonder what you are-" The door bangs open and there he is. Wand in hand and murder in his eyes. He lets out a high pitched cackle and Lily drops Harry as gently as possible into his crib. And then she stands in front of her son, her arms outstretched. All in an attempt to save her little boy.

"Mummy?" his little voice asks again and Lily's heart breaks. This is the first time he's ever called her that and it'll be the last. She can't save him. Harry Potter will die before he ever truly gets to live. At least she'll be with him. Her and James will be with him. James. The love of her life. She'll see him soon.

But she has one last attempt to make the man see sense and so she tries. Tries for her little boy. "Not Harry, not Harry, please not Harry!"

"Stand aside you silly girl...stand aside now." he says, his voice cold and cruel. He moves closer and Lily pleads again. Not for her life, but for her son's.

"Not Harry, please no, take me, kill me instead-" she begs. Lily can feel death looming over her shoulder and she wants to scream and cry and run. Anything to stop it. But she can't run and she can't let her baby boy die.

"This is my last warning-" He doesn't want to kill her. She doesn't know why but it makes her more determined. Maybe his mercy will extend to her son.

"Not Harry! Please...have mercy...have mercy...Not Harry! Not Harry! Please-I'll do anything-"

"Stand aside. Stand aside girl!"

She doesn't move and the next thing Lily sees is a flash of green light and the last thing she thinks is "I love you Harry. I'll be waiting for you." Lily Potter falls to the ground and cloaked figure steps over her body, ready to kill her son.

When she awakes in the afterlife, she sobs for her boy who will grow up without her love.

[lylian333]

Kaiser x reader (Part 3)

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4

word count: 3430

Warning:stalking ,harassing , mention of abortion ,maybe suicidal ,this is where you got pregnant

You wait until you heard the door close and heard him leave. You lay there on the bed, exhausted from everything that had just happened to you. You lay there panting, you're emotionally and physically exhausted.

Well your tear soaked clothes have been lying to the side and now you're still just lying down on the floor. The time has passed and all of the pain and emotions that you had built up has now passed. Now you're left with the aftermath of everything.

You laid there until you felt the adrenaline leave your body, you felt a wave of emotions come crashing down after everything that had happened to you. It was all over, but now you're left with the physical and emotional after effects of everything that happened.

Then bell rings as the day ends, you slowly open your eyes and feel the emotions hit you once again. You slowly sit up, your body feeling sore and your emotional state feeling empty. It's time for you to go back to class...you gather yourself and slowly step out of the room.

Luckily you have one more class left before you can finally have the time to go back home. The day seems to go on forever as it feels like you've been here for hours already. Your mind can't stop thinking about everything that's happened already...but at least you'll be free soon and then you can just go back home and finally have some peace.

When you wear back the clothes and head to class...there's just one more class you will be alright.... You just have to survive through one more class and then that's it for the day....you can do it...

Timeskip the class end

You rush out of class. This day was absolutely torture but now it's finally over. You don't want to stay another minute in this place, you rush and wait for the bus to get you back home. It's just a short wait until the bus arrives but that short wait seems like an eternity for you.

When you get back home you beg and plead with your parents to let you go to another school. They try to protest and say it's too late to transfer schools and that it'll look bad on you....but you don't care, you just want to get away from everything, you want to escape all the bad memories of what happened back in that class.

Your parents finally give in and they agree to let you transfer to another school. They realize how much pain and heartache you've been through already, they don't want to make it worse for you. They start looking online for schools near you and help you to transfer to another school as soon as possible. It'll be a hard transition at first but at least you can start a new life and a new chapter....away from all of the pain and suffering you've experienced...

After being in the new school for a few days and far no bullies or bad students, you feel safe and comfortable and like you can finally start a new life.

Until one day , the day was going well

You were summoned to the principal office. You wonder why the principal called you as you walk to the principal office. As you enter the office, you notice that the principal has a serious look on his face.

The principal told you to sit down as you did, he remained silent for a few seconds before speaking up.

"This might be hard for you but... I have received news about your parent's death from the hospital."

When you heard about this information, you felt your chest being pierced by multiple blades. You were shocked, you didn't know what to do after finding out that your parents wouldn't be by your side anymore.

Suddenly the principal speaks up, he informs you that you could leave early, he knows how hard it is to lose someone. You quietly nod as you walk out of the office.

At the Hospital, you go to the counter and ask for where your parent's room number. The nurse told you your parent's room number with a pitiful look knowing that the people you just told her are dead patients that they failed to save.

You walk to your parent's room, terrified. You wish that this entire thing was just a huge prank but you know it's not. 

As you enter the room, you walk to your parents standing next to their bed as you stare at their dead bodies. You hold their hands and break down into tears. You were shocked and disoriented at why this had to happen to you. You wanted to scream out but there wasn't any voice coming out.

You hated, hated all of this, why did the world hate you so much? Why are they doing this to you? Why can't you just have a happy life? You keep having these thoughts, you hate that the world is putting you in so much pain that it is unbearable

As the day could get any worse after getting out of the office you eyes was fill with tear you began to feel ill and like you were going to throw up. You rushed to the bathroom as you felt the urge to vomit coming up. You felt sweaty and cold simultaneously, your stomach hurt but you try to hold back any urge you have. After a few minutes, you felt sick and feverish, you tried to lean on the wall to stop yourself from falling over...whatever this was it felt horrible.

You were confuse did you eat something wrong or was i pregnant?!?But it can't be true right , guess i have to take a pregnant test then.

And once school ended , you rushed to a nearby pharmacy to buy a pregnancy test. It was something that you bought just as a precaution just in case but right now it seems like it might actually be a real possibility....

After that you went to a public bathroom and took the test, you were nervous as you held the test in your hands and waited for the results. You kept reading those tiny little instructions that came on the back of the box to ensure that you did it properly.....the waiting felt forever but finally....the results were there....

The results were positive...you were pregnant....you feel like your head is spinning and your mind is blanking. How did this even happen...? Did it happen when Kaiser......? Or someone else you just can't think right now. All you know is that you're pregnant and now you have to figure out what you're going to do about it....

Once you arrive home...all you do is just...burst out in tears. You curl up in your bed and try to bury yourself in your pillows as the tears flood from your eyes and down your cheeks. The realization that you're pregnant washes over you and it's too much to bear right now. The fact that you can feel the effects of the pregnancy makes it even more real and now you have to face it that you have a baby inside you.....you feel so alone and scared of the future......you wish this was just a bad dream....

The next day you went to school you try your best to act normal but you just couldn't i need someone to help you or else....but who....?

but then you suddenly remember of isagi you thougt about calling him for support .He's your childhood friend , he should understand you right...?

you decide to call isagi

"What's up, y/n?" You could hear Isagi's voice from the other side. You felt a sense of calmness, "I have some things to tell you..." You said with a hint of sorrow. 

"Is everything alright? Tell me everything." You could hear the worries in Isagi's voice. You then start explaining what had happened. "He did what to you?!" Isagi said furious at what Kaiser did to you. "I'm going to murder that son cunt !" Isagi starts swearing things about Kaiser. You told Isagi to forget about it, you wouldn't want to get your childhood friend into this mess of yours. 

"It's fine, I'll deal with it somehow..." You said hoping Isagi would understand you. Isagi didn't try to conflict as he didn't want to put you under any more pressure.

"Fine but call me if you need me. I won't let that a**hole mess with you." You could tell that Isagi was serious. You replied with a simple "Mhm, I will. bye then" as you just hung up the phone.

At that point you stared to overthink am i supposed to get an abortion but it will cost lots of money not only that is still a sin.

Time passed by and you finally graduated high school. You weren't able to go to college because of the situation you found yourself in but you were fine with that. You managed to keep the pregnancy a secret from everyone expect for isagi and you gave birth to a healthy set of twins...a male and a female...you were shocked and surprised at how well you were able to hide it...you didn't even think you could do it.....but you did it.

As time passed by, you started to slowly move on with your life. You found a job at a local café to earn some money to support yourself and raise your two children. It wasn't too bad of a job and it allowed you to have some time to yourself throughout the day. It was tough raising two children on your own but you knew that you would manage it.

One day, you were working just like normal, going through the motions on your job at the café. You were about to take a customer's order when you started to recognize him...the more you looked at him, the more he seemed familiar....it took you a minute but you eventually recognized him...

The customer...it was Kaiser....he looked just like how he did back in school. You knew this was Kaiser without a doubt...your heartbeat started to pick up, you've dealt with him before but this is a completely different situation than before.....he was a customer here....and you were the one taking his order....

Kaiser just looked at you like he didn't remember that you two had ever met. He was completely nonchalant about it all, he was just a random customer to him while his presence alone was bringing back so many bad memories for you right now. Your heart was still racing and your mind was on high alert. You wanted to run away but you knew you couldn't...after all you were at work right now and you had to do your job....

You have no other choice but to take his order since he's raising his hand, he was just going to place his order....just like a normal customer...he wasn't trying to confront you or anything....at least not yet.

"Good evening sir what can i get for you"

"I would like a coffee please.." He replied politely to you....nothing out of the ordinary, just someone asking for a coffee.....but in your mind you could do nothing but remember all the painful things that he had done to you in the past. You hated this man so much...and yet he was acting so casual right now like you two didn't have a history at all....

After taking his order you walk away, he seems like he doesn't remember you at all, he's acting like you're just a complete stranger to him. You were surprised that he didn't seem to recognize you at all...this was unexpected....could it be that he actually doesn't remember what happened between the two of you back at high school...? Perhaps he does remember but just doesn't care....or maybe he's just pretending and trying to forget about it. You have no idea....all you know is that so far this has been a quiet and painless experience...and you hope it stays that way...

Times goes by and you're done with serving all of the customers and you're finally about to clock out for the day at the end of your shift. The day has gone by fairly quickly and with not too much problems....the customers were normal, even Kaiser seemed like a normal customer...he wasn't rude or aggressive at all...it was quite a smooth shift...you start to wonder if perhaps things are going to stay that way....

When you left the café at the end of your shift, you saw your children approaching you. They were still not too big and so adorable, you were still shocked that you managed to raise these two all by yourself but you were also happy that you have managed so well despite the circumstances that you had to deal with....you were a good mother...and you were going to be the best one you could be for them despite anything that tried to get in the way...they were your entire world right now....

You ask them "Do you guys want to go to the park"

Your children looked up at you and replied with:

"Yes mommy, we want to go to the park!"

They sounded so excited to going to the park with you...and you were excited too. Seeing their happy faces and smiles brought so much joy to your heart and you loved spending time with them any way possible....

We went to a near by park when i was playing with them i felt that someone was staring at us.

and when you looked up you indeed saw someone staring at the three of you. You recognized instantly who it was....Kaiser....he was looking right at you and your children. You felt like he was watching everything you guys were doing and he didn't break eye contact with you guys at all....it was starting to creep you out and you couldn't help but feel uneasy around him...

"Dears that all for today we have to go back home"

"Oh alright, let's head back home then"

You gently grabbed your children's hands and began walking away from the park, but as you guys walked past Kaiser....he was still just....staring....just staring at you and your children as you guys walked by....his eyes following everything....it was so unsettling....

You get your children into your car and started driving home, but the entire time during the ride home you just couldn't shake off the feeling that Kaiser was still watching you....like he never lost sight of you....as you got home, you quickly escorted your children inside. You wanted to feel safe from the outside world but the moment you got inside your safe space.....you still felt uneasy and like you were being watched.....your children noticed how anxious you looked and asked you:

"Mommy? What's wrong? Why do you look so worried?"

"Oh nothing dears..."

our children simply nodded as they didn't want to pry further into the situation that was obviously bothering you....they weren't even sure what was bothering you...but the fact that they noticed your anxiety and worry was enough...they just wanted to move on and forget about it.

You were about to continue into your house when you noticed a car behind you....you felt your heart drop the moment you saw it....you knew exactly whose car that was...it was the exact color and model as the one that Kaiser had always driven. You also noticed that the driver was a person that had quite a similar physique and look to Kaiser himself....could it be him? It had to be.....but why would he be stalking you? Why would he be watching you?....You felt a sudden sense of fear and anxiety wash over you...

You tried to convince yourself that it wasn't Kaiser....that the person behind you in the car had to be someone else...you didn't want it to be him...so you drove faster back to your house thinking that you were just being over-cautious...but then a thought occurred to you.....what if it really was Kaiser....what if he saw that you had children now....what could he possibly do if he did figure out that you were the mother of his children?...And then it all began to scare you even more

You quickly got your children inside and you got to cooking them dinner. As your children were playing, you kept a close eye on them and made sure that everything was going well. Meanwhile, you couldn't keep your mind from drifting to the possibility that Kaiser may have been stalking you and watching you....the thought was starting to really concern you...you just wanted to feel safe and you didn't want your children's safety to be endangered at all.....

At the dining table, you put the dinner front of your children and they both start eating .

You looked on curiously and with a bit of worry as you looked over at your children and asked them

"Is everything alright?"

They both looked at you and suddenly looked even more concerned as they started to speak to you in unison....

"Mommy? We heard a very loud noise from outside it sounded like a......"

"W-what kind can you describe it...."

"we heard....a very loud engine...." They both started to shake a bit as they spoke to you with that look of fear in their eyes...they both looked so worried and it was clear that they heard something bad.

"it probably the neighbours i go check outside okay..?"

"Okay...." They both kept quiet as they waited for you to go out and investigate the noise that they both heard....you left them alone in the dining room as you went out and checked outside...what did they mean about a very loud engine....? Was it just a car? You wanted to believe that it was just a car or a motorcycle but just the way your children sounded when they were talking about it made your heart drop and you didn't like it one bit.

You opened the door and stepped out it was pretty dark outside already .The sun was just about to completely set but you looked around .Suddenly you spotted something a car the same make and model as the one which you had spotted earlier in the day...except that it was still running and sitting in the driver's seat was Kaiser himself he was simply staring at your house and keeping his eyes on you the entire time....He didn't look away or avert his gaze at all...he was just staring at you...

You immediately slammed the door after having made eye contact with Kaiser.....it wasn't too big of a slam and your children didn't notice anything.....it was still early enough for them to not notice anything weird...but you still had to figure out what to do next...what was Kaiser doing here? Why was he staring at your house? Why did he follow you home?....these were questions that were going through your mind at the moment....

"it's the neighbours dears so don't be worry"

But then you realise that you lie without realising why you lie for it just came out like that.

"okay"Your children simply replied back, believing your explanation at the moment "It was just the neighbors..." and they went back to playing as if it was nothing but something inside of you knew in your heart that it wasn't just the neighbors it couldn't have been just the neighbors .Kaiser had followed you and he knew where you lived now you were feeling increasingly more anxious and nervous this didn't seem like a good situation at all....

As the time went by, your children slept soundly after dinner. You yourself got ready to go to bed and get some rest for the night. But you couldn't stop thinking about Kaiser...what exactly was he doing here?....What did he plan on doing now that he had found out where you lived?...This was not a good situation at all....not a good situation at all....

You told yourself that it was just a coincidence and that he would just go away and forget about you after all, why would he even come talk to you after what had happened between you and him back at high school right???? But the worry inside of you wouldn't leave....Kaiser had gone too far and he seemed to have an obsession with you for some reason how did...he.....why was he....he probably won't do anything....he probably won't even come talk to you....probably.....just try to get some sleep....

bonus: ai

That all from me hope you like it and ya :) I also bad at giving warnings soooo ya (also the children will be purple because the reader is pink and kaiser is blue so when it mix together it will be purple) :3

[yujeong]

I want to compare our opinions about Pete so hand them down!

Aww, how kind of you. A certain someone would ask "Why compare?", but we'll ignore his philosophical ramblings this time :3 How I feel about Pete He's literally changed the trajectory of my entire life, so... I kind of hate him (affectionate) ❤️ All the people I ship romantically with Pete / My non-romantic OTP for Pete Here's where I beg to differ, because I ship Pete with (almost) everybody! I just want to pass him around to *all* the men and see what comes out of it. It doesn't have to be romantic in the typical sense, it doesn't have to be good, hell it doesn't even have to be hot, it just has to have a dynamic that will make my brain go brrr. Besides VegasPete, which is the obvious choice, some of my favourites include PorschePete, ArmPete, KinnPete and KimPete, each of them for completely different reasons:

PorschePete have, what me and @wretchedamaranth love to call, a "secret third thing" of a relationship. Not platonic, not romantic, but something else, something only they can understand. I've written them this way before and I just love it so fucking much.

ArmPete represents my desperate need for someone to fall utterly in love with Pete and not have their feelings reciprocated; this is where Arm comes in. I have around 3k words of fic written for them, but it'll probably never see the light of day.

KinnPete is just bad vibes galore. They have negative sexual energy together, but their dynamic is screaming at me to notice, and I can't say I haven't. The true pet play dynamic, if we're being honest.

KimPete is... I don't even know how to describe it. I think what makes me go crazy about them (to the point of writing 25k words of pre-canon material for how their relationship came to be) is how similar, yet different they are as characters. Both closed off, both unwilling to share parts of themselves due to not even knowing themselves enough to do so, both such intricate puzzles to solve. Everything Kim is different from Pete, he's similar to Vegas, but not to the point of them being the same person. I don't know, I really, really like this one.

As for my non-romantic OTP, it has to be Macau&Pete. I have never been this obsessed with a platonic relationship that was barely shown in canon before. I have to thank Lusn and her brilliant fics once again, I'm never getting over them - I have someone's birthday gift to write after all ❤️ My unpopular opinion about Pete God, I have so many. I'll share 2 at the top of my head without explaining myself; I'd rather not be a nuisance about my niche opinions for the millionth time:

Pete isn't a masochist or into degradation or into pet play. The main thing I believe he is very much into - which is intensely backed up by canon - is being the most sub to ever sub.

I don't think Pete killed his father. I don't think he ever thought of killing his father. I don't think he ever wanted to kill his father.

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with Pete in canon

Fuck, that's such a tough question. Honestly, I am starving for more safehouse moments, especially between episodes 11-12, because they skipped Pete getting better - or at least as better as he could get. So I'd add more scenes of Pete being sick in the show, and one moment I'd loved the show to have expanded upon is when Vegas found Pete unconscious and at the verge of death in episode 11. Vegas nourishing Pete back to health when he has no idea what the fuck he's doing while crying his eyes out? Damn I need this so much it makes me want to cry myself.

[roseofhybrids]

Human Uzi AU:

J forces N and V to follow Uzi at school so that they can keep her safe. This goes as well as you can expect.

Uzi once sarcastically called J mom and for a while everyone thought that she’s her stepmother. Nori almost killed Khan because she thought that she got together a Disassembly Drone and J almost had a stroke when one of Uzi’s teachers called her Mrs J Doorman.

Nori tried to keep hidden from Doll her AS powers until Doll accidentally blew up a roach. She then revealed to the young girl her powers in order to calm her down and began teaching her how to control them so that she wound end like her. When she discovers that she killed a bunch of school kids as a part of a plan to kill V Nori gets so pissed that she locks Doll in her room and refuses to let her out, no matter how badly Doll begs her. When Uzi accidentally finds her she’s not in a good mental state due to the AS and when she tries to help her sister Doll tries to drink her oil before being stopped by V and going on the run outside of the bunker out of shame of what she did. This incident is also the event that leads to Uzi finally realizing after lots of denial that she’s an human being due to the injuries Doll accidentally gave her.

Tessa tries to teach Uzi more about humans so that when they’ll leave the planet she’ll manage to integrate herself more easily. Hilarity ensues.

One thing to decide upon is whether Uzi tries to let Doll out of the room immediately upon finding her, or she first tries to talk to her through the door. Option two would allow more time for the two to somewhat bond, but would require some extra work. As you'd need something to fill in the time between Uzi's visits, and that stuff would need a little bit of substance lest it feel like complete filler. The more positive interactions you have between the two, the more it'll hurt to see Doll run off after accidentally hurting Uzi. (This part also has some parallels to how she met N. Opening a door to face an oil hungry monster. Only this time it doesn't go so well.)

Depending where on the timeline you put Doll's imprisonment, Part of Uzi's help could start off as her trying to get answers out of Doll. That can either remain her main motivator or evolve into sympathy towards Doll and wanting to actually help her despite the two not getting along before. Adding more weight to the attack.

Speaking of said attack-

Now we know that the disassembly drones are significantly stronger than the workers. But the workers aren't exactly weak either, at least not with a human around to compare them to. Tessa describes them as industrial machinery, we see Uzi put a significant bend in a metal wrench in episode 2 before her solver powers fully manifest, and we see J bite through a link in a metal chain with some effort. Which makes sense. They are, at least in part, mining robots after all.

All this to say, Doll could just absolutely destroy one of Uzi's limbs if you wanted her to. Depending on what one wants to happen, it can range from broken done, to significant irreparable damage, to complete removal of a limb just from Doll biting her.

Now, if you lean towards the heavy damage end of the scale, this can play into the idea of Uzi trying to replace parts of herself with machinery. Say Doll bit into an arm, and because of how badly it was damaged Uzi had either have it replaced entirely, or augmented to make up for the injury. Which in her mental state could spark the idea to try and become a full on robot. Up to you whether that leads to her actually going through with giving herself other augmentations Cyberpunk style, or if she just plans/attempts to but is stopped.

In addition. If one subscribes to the Tessa missing arm theory, this could also create a connection between the two. Tessa helping Uzi get used to having a prosthetic, evolving into telling her about humans in general.

[icanbeyourgenie]

"Curses are tricky, and especially a curse from the gods. I can't undo it. But what I can do is give you more time. Would you like that?" - Ursula to Anastasia

“What do you mean?”

Anastasia asked, as Achilles' hand closed up on hers. He would've dragged her out of there if she didn't hold her ground so firmly. He didn't want them to come, but she made it clear that she'd go with or without him, and didn't they always follow the each other? Even at the end of the world?

Anastasia was tired, and she knew they were on borrowed time. She felt the urge to kill Achilles tonight. But then her heart failed her again. It had always been very weak, but sometimes it felt like it gave up on life altogether. On those times, she felt it slow down and then she felt her muscle give up, deprived of the oxygen they so desperatly needed. She had wondered: if she died then, would the curse be broken? With no one to kill Achilles, would he be free?

She knew that he wouldn't be. The gods were too cruel, too proud, they'd find another way. So when Achilles reanimated her, something clicked.

She begged the gods again and again, but they always ignored her. So she remembered what the crazy but sweet old lady that sometimes fed them at the circus use to say:

'The old gods may be great, but they are neither kind nor merciful. They are fickle, unsteady as moonlight on water, or shadows in a storm. If you insist on calling them, take heed: be careful what you ask for, be willing to pay the price. And no matter how desperate or dire, never pray to the gods that answer after dark.'

But she didn't talk only about gods, did she? She talked about demons. They were the ones who answered after dark. So Nastya thought: if the gods have given up on us, why not give up on them too? Why not try with the darkness? At least it might answer.

Rumors were the path to the truth, she always said. And rumors talked about a woman who could grant them anything, for a price. It's this very woman she sought. Hearing her say she couldn't break the curse almost broke her heart again, but she wasn't ready to lose hope just yet.

“I mean giving you more time.” Ursula deadpanned. “It's pretty self-explanatory. As things currently are, when he remembers everything you only have a few days before the instinct to kill overcomes you. I propose to give you more time.”

Anastasia chilled at how the Sea Witch appeared to know details she didn't reveal about their curse. Achilles came closer to her, and she felt a bit braver.

“How many time?”

“Months, at least. Maybe even a year. It'll depend. The urge to kill will come back, and you will never know when it'll strike, but you'll both have time before it happens.”

“Can you... really do that?”

“For a price.”

“You mean my soul? When I'll die?”

Ursula smiled, but there was not a single trace of joy or love in that smile. Only greed. “You'd give your soul away for that boy?”

“Yes.” “NO!”

Nastya and Ash both answered at the same time. Achilles pulled Anastasia away and started whispering only for her to hear - but he knew Ursula heard all the same. “You can't do this! This is a terrible idea.”

“I'd do worse for you and you know that.”

“I refuse! You can't give your soul away for me. That's.... that's evil...”

“NO, what's evil is having to kill you everytime! Having to burry you and then having to live like a part of me wasn't missing, knowing that when I'll see you again, I'll kill you again! What's evil is what the gods did to us, and them being unpunished! Always the ones who win!”

Anastasia knew that if she was a better person, she would've made a deal to stop killing people, to stop the lycan curse or at least control it. She hated killing, but she loved Achilles more. And she wasn't ashamed of that. What she was ashamed of was the urge to kill him that was rising in her again. She could feel it at this very moment. It brought tears to her eyes and Achilles understood.

Ursula, however, rolled her eyes. “Tears are unnecessary. You love him, you'd do anything for him, we get it.”

“What do you know about love?”

“My dear child, love is my business.” She smiled that fake smile again. She was right though. Love could make people do desperate things, like sell their soul away. “Now come and answer me. I don't want your soul. I want that.”

She pointed at Anastasia's dagger. Helen's dagger, actually. The one Aphrodite gave her after she was cursed. A way to say 'Sorry I let my crazy father ruin your life. Here, a pretty knife to dry your tears.' She hated that dagger from the first day, but everytime she tried to get rid of it, it came back to her.

“... What would you do with that?”

“None of your business. Do we have a deal or not?”

Anastasia felt like it was a trap. More time and the opportunity to get rid of that damn dagger? She looked at Achilles, who was still wary. She wanted him dead now, so there was clearly no time to think.

“Deal.”

“Tya wait.”

But she was already giving the demon her dagger. She felt something shake in her. An unpleasant burn. Then... Nothing.

She looked around her and Ursula was gone, but Achilles was looking at her, so worried he seemed to run out of funny remarks. What a shame, she always loved his jokes.

“Are you.... okay?” He asked, clearly not knowing what you were supposed to say to your best friend who just made a deal with a demon.

“Achilles...” She whispered, and it worried him even more. She never used his full name. Not unless she was really mad at him. But right now, she was smiling. “I don't want to kill you anymore.”

[izzy-b-hands]

So. I'm allowing myself a vent post or two abt Stuff in the Brain today that won't fuck off, but it'll all be under a cut if I feel I'm at risk of being too wordy so folks don't gotta see this if they don't wanna. And on this one I did get wordy, multi-paragraphs so. fair warning if u decide to be brave and read thru it lol

I'm behind on getting Mum a bday gift. Like two weeks behind. Partially bc money, partially bc the thing I really wanted to get her involves bidding on ebay and attempting to win a listing (and I just haven't managed it yet lmao), and partially bc like:

For once I've been living my life for me, thinking abt me and Housemate first and foremost, and focusing on what I actually want/need from day to day, and that means I'm away from my phone a bit more than usual, which means I've missed some calls and texts from Mum and just haven't been as Available via phone/apps/etc as I've been in the past

(including one time in the last week or so where Housemate and I stepped aside to the kitchen to make ourselves mac n cheese, and Mum was late to calling me for a planned call, so I figured I was safe to leave the phone by the couch while we cooked. Nope! In that less than half hour, 25 mins at most that it took us to finish mac and get plated up, she figured we'd both A. fallen down the stairs and were now dying from brain bleeds while the cats sniffed us in panic and fear B. decided to cut her out of my life forever and so now I wasn't going to be answering her calls (tho this point I didn't know until a much more recent text where she admitted to it and did say she was ashamed of feeling that way.) )

So I really need to get something out to her, either the chocolates I was planning on sending for her and the family from a local shop, the Snoopy Build-A-Bear plushie with a lil 'I miss you' tshirt and a voice thingy inside it with me telling her to remember that I love her and am always grateful for her help and care and things like that, whatever will fit lol (this is the fucker that triggered this whole train crash of a set of thoughts today lmao), and/or something from one of the ebay listings I've been trying to get (I just need to accept it and pay the buy it now price considering what the thing is isn't like. Uber rare? But apparently Bon Jovi doesn't have their figurines made any more, so they're a bit harder to find and I'm gonna risk not getting one at all if I don't just. do the dang thing lmao)

I'm thinking the Snoopy would be best/easiest for rn, but I keep getting stuck on what I'll say for the recording and it's so dumb but like:

I know, for the sake of both of us and the deeply grown and intertwined sort of emotionally incest-flavoured codependency Mum and I have, we probably should eventually try going NC or LC for at least like. a month or two in the future? Probably even a bit longer? Not as like a 'this is forever' thing (unless something would happen that would point to that as the best option for both of us), but just until we can maybe both heal a bit and work closer towards something even vaguely approaching a more normal mother/son relationship.

And the particular fear is very silly but like. I'd hate to say the things I have planned, that I mean (I do love her, and I know she does her best, and so I'm grateful for every bit and every sort of help she's ever given or will ever give me), and then we someday go NC or LC, and she's hurt by having the plush and audio around as a reminder of how things were before. I could see her throwing it away in a fit, and then being so sad and begging for a new one by the next day. And I'd want to get her one. I don't know if that's right of me or not.

Like, the trauma has me Entirely overthinking this and I know it's ridiculous, you know? But still. Got the Build-A-Bear tab open on my phone bc the chocolate is at least partially to be shared, so that's Not Enough as a partial belated bday gift; and I'd like to hit another paycheck (or part of it, since the uni rarely puts the full fucking direct deposit in on scheduled payday lmao) before I try for the Bon Jovi figurine (and hope it isn't bought before that point.) So the plush is really the best choice, and I don't want to wait any longer to send anything out bc like. Her bday was at the beginning of March, this is fucking ridiculous of me and not how I like handling gifts at all, for anyone!!

Fingers crossed I just. Get the fucking recording done, get it ordered and have them send it out to her, and that'll be enough until I can get my hands on a figurine and/or order the chocolates and candies for her, her bf, and to share with the rest of the family.

[a-wendellandwild-fan]

Hello! Im super excited for the movie to come out, i always thought this when i stumbled upon here, how would the demon bros act around someone they like? (Crush or not)

How would the Demon Brothers act around someone they like.

Ok I'm actually really happy you sent this bc I actually have headcanons of this so LET'S GO.

Warnings: None.

Notes: These headcanon won't specify the gender of the reader, and it's all written in third person.

Wendell.

Platonic.

Honestly, it's a miracle that Wendell starts liking other people, since he's always been right under his father's eyes. So, after all that's been happening with that little Hellmaiden, her introducing him to someone his "age" (sort of, physically at least) that's actually quite the expert with demons was... What he would consider a gift from the Heavens.

Obviously, he's wary. I headcanon that Wendell doesn't have many friends since Belzer doesn't seem to be the type of guy that just allows other creatures to interact with his two last sons.

But the moment Wendell finally feels like they're not worth his distrust, he simply shows his goofy self to them.

Musicals. He needs them to live, and you find this out pretty quickly. He cries the moment you show him two tickets to Hamilton.

He's definitely, just like his brother, the type of friend that would tell his best friend "If he treats you like an option, your pussy goes out for adoption". And he'll say it until they treat themselves better.

He also reminds them that their standards are way too low when it comes to romantic relationships with other humans.

Wendell is the type of friend that teases them to death, but the moment another fucking peasant thinks of not addressing them with fucking respect, he's throwing hands.

He also begs them to do either their makeup, or their nails. He loves making them prettier than they already are.

The man would steal a car and say "Get in, whore, we're going to Las Vegas" while dressing like he's ready for a carnival.

Literally would kill and die for them. No questions asked.

Romantic.

MAN, HE'S AWKWARD.

The eldest of the Demon Duo knows NOTHING about dating and he sure knows better than to ask his own family about any sort of advice.

Either his beloved human dated before him or not doesn't really matter to him, just as long as the both of them learn together how this would go is the best he could ask for.

He's incredibly shy about really bold public displays of affection, but he's all in when holding hands and kissing their knuckles.

The first time the both of them share a bed, it caught him by surprise when they embraced him from behind and basically turned him into the little spoon. He probably cries that night out of relief, but refuses to let go off his S/O for a long while.

Demands to try and be the big spoon the very next morning.

Wendell doesn't seem to be the kind of person that actually uses pet names with his partner. Maybe he'll start calling them "dear" or "love" if his partner starts with the pet names (which, truth be told, it'll fluster him), but otherwise, the idea won't really cross his mind.

Hearing him singing is a bliss for his S/O, but he doesn't seem to notice that. He'll start singing when his bored or way too excited, and if he saw the sparkling in their eyes, he would understand just how much they love him.

If they ever feel something slipping through your sleeves, or under your shirt, or maybe even wrapping itself around one of your ankles, they may as well turn around to see a pouty Wendell. That cute sight only happens when his partner is just so focused on something like work or studies there's just too little time for him. So they better let him be near them or else he'll whine more.

Boy, if they weren't sure Wendell was the serious type, that thought sure vanished the moment the human saw him play with bugs like a cat with yarn.

Wild.

Platonic.

The man just lets lose the moment he starts trusting his bestie-to-be human. But before that? Well, anyone could tell he's only teasing.

This fucking maniac just loves his best friend, its actually quite the sight. They say they like milk with cereal? Boom, the cereal and milk factory is theirs. They like cats? No problemo, they get a like ten boxes filled with kittens the next morning. They like fancy clothing? Now they own Gucci.

Is he going overboard? Yes, and thru tell him that, explaining that while they love the gestures, it's a bit tad much.

He feels ashamed and a little bit hurt for a few minutes, but the more he's beign explained, the better he understands.

Playful cheek bites are a must. They figured it's just something demons do, but turns out it's Wild's habit when he likes something or someone very, very much.

He hypes his friend so, so much. He expects them to be treated like a fucking angel and nothing else.

Ice cream hangouts are a must. He loves seeing them just do whatever, but their face when they love their favorite food so much their eyes shine like stars? Man, he wishes he could put that on a frame.

He's socially awkward, but he's getting the hang of beign best friends with a human.

Romantic.

He plays it all smug but they can see through it all. The poor boy is insecure and he's almost sure that he'll fuck up. The whole incident with his dad and brother left some wounds on him.

The poor man basically needs a lot of reassurement, even if he doesn't say it out loud, the little looks he gives at his partner every time he does something can easily be translated as "Did I do good?"

He's always showing such a bubbly and funny personality that his partner probably doesn't even think he's so insecure until he breaks into tears out of nowhere.

Takes a while to calm him down and another bunch of minutes to get him to talk, but through gentle talk from his partner, he finally talks. And even if it's not much, it's enough.

It takes a while for him to accept the fact that his S/O won't judge him for a few slips.

But other than those few "down days" that he has, he's trying so hard to be a smooth talker, it's actually hilarious. The many, many times his human told him that always make him smile because he knows that. He loves making them laugh.

He basically begs them to please rub his belly. PLEASE. He loves it when their hands gently caress his skin, sometimes tickling him. His partner sure finds it a surprise that he can purr so loudly.

He doesn't really expect it when his beloved flirts back at him, but after the initial shock is off, he sure finds it amusing. It becomes his favorite thing.

Other will find them sleeping in this one funny position: Him laying on bed face up, and his S/O on top of his belly. Truly a sight to behold.

Uses his tail to hold their hand or to bother them. There's no in-between.

Definitely let's you treat him like the little spoon, but when he's the big spoon? Oh, man, he's such a cuddle bug.

[captains-simp]

Wanda Maximoff ~ Fake It Till You Make It

Wanda version of this fic as requested by @yeetus-thyself

7.7k words

Warnings: shitty family and homophobia

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Buy me a coffee ☕

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"Pleeaasse, Wan" You pouted once again. You had been begging Wanda for the favour for an hour now; her stubborness was proving hard to overcome.

"I'm busy." Wanda said, her accent strong as she walked around her appartment to collect things for her next mission.

"But will you be busy on the 10th?" You asked from the couch where you watched her disappear into various rooms as she talked.

"I thought you said it was a few days." Wanda quipped, seemingly only giving you half her attention.

"It is." You confirmed with some hope.

"So I'd need to clear my schedule for more than just the 10th." You huffed and rested your head on the back of couch.

"Yes you would. I'm sure Natasha can manage without you for a few days."

"I wouldn't be too sure about that." She muttered.

"Please, Wan." You tried. "I need a win." Wanda stopped by the kitchen counter and gave you a long, considering look. You had long given up on your puppy dog eyes and instead copied her expression as you chewed on your bottom lip.

"I'll think about it." Wanda finally said before grabbing something from the cupboard. It was the best response you had gotten all night and you knew you wouldn't get anything more. So you accepted it and hoped for the best.

Your parents had invited you to their cabin for a few days just like they did every year. It was a beautiful place. You could spend your whole visit in the forest along the back. Or swimming in the clear lake that was a short walk away. The cabin itself was the cosiest place you had ever been and had been where some of your best memories had happened as a kid.

As you got older things changed. Being around your family, especially your parents, wasn't as enjoyable. They had high expectations for their children, expectations that your siblings had met without a problem but ones that you had struggled with. You enjoyed your life. You had the kind of relationships you had always hoped for, you loved your job and you had the perfect balance of the two. But you could never shake the feeling that you had failed.

Your brother was a surgeon who always told you all stories of the lives he saved and the close calls he had swooped in to save people from. One of your sisters was some hot shot lawyer who had done great things like help people wrongly convicted but still put dangerous people back on the street. And your other sister was the CEO of an energy company that you never quite understood. They even all had equally successful partners who loved to talk about themselves as much as your siblings did. You didn't have any of that. But you did have Wanda.

Knowing the Avengers was the only thing about you your family took interest in. They were always subtly hinting at wanting to meet your friends. But you knew the Avengers had to endure enough fan service and didn't want to push your family onto them, especially with how annoying they all were.

However as your family's unrealistic expectations reached their all time high you were sure you wouldn't be able to handle another trip with them without a win, and you were far too petty to take the moral high ground and just not go. Not to mention that was a huge part of you that was dying to see what the Wanda girlfriend experience would entail. Yep, that was what you were asking of Wanda. To pretend to be your partner for the duration of the trip.

You knew it wasn't a smart choice. That if Wanda agreed your crush on her could get out of hand. You knew you would end up getting too caught up in the act. You could have, no - should have - asked Natasha or Yelena or even Carol if she was around. But your family knew you were the closest with Wanda and she would be the one it felt the most natural with, and the most believable. At least, that was what you told Wanda.

"When are you going?" You asked, changing the subject in hopes that Wanda wouldn't suddenly conclude she didn't want to do it (then you really would have to ask one of the others).

"Tomorrow." She answered, keeping her focused tone.

"When will you be back?" You attempted to keep the concern out of your voice but the glance the redhead gave you told you you hadn't done a good job.

"The day after." She said, softer this time. You nodded as you looked down at your lap and tried not to think about everything that could possibly go wrong on her mission.

"Be safe." Wanda strolled over to you and placed her hand gently ontop of yours and gave it a quick squeeze.

"Always."

*

"Got any plans Saturday night?" Natasha smirked knowingly at her friend as they preped for their mission.

"No." Wanda replied as she adjusted her earpiece.

"Nothing with y/n then?" Nat asked, partly genuinely but mostly knowing Wanda would still say no.

"Nope." She said again, biting the inside of her cheek in consideration before speaking again. "Not this Saturday."

Natasha raised an eyebrow in surprise and interest. Wanda rarely made any kind of special plans with you as you would always hang out casual and it was never anything fancy or different. She had always wanted to though.

"Plans for another time?" Nat continued as she double checked her pack.

"Maybe, I'm still thinking about it." The redhead turned fully to her friend at her words, confused at why Wanda was hesitant to spend time with you. "She wants me to go to the cabin with her and her family." Nat had heard all about the infamous cabin and your family.

"That sounds fun." Nat nodded. The cabin sounded fun. Your family did not.

"As her girlfriend." Nat's eyes widened excitedly but before she could speak Wanda clarified. "Her pretend girlfriend."

Nat paused and looked as though she was going to speak for several seconds until she stuck to just giving a confused look.

"Yeah." Wanda sighed. "Thinks it would seem impressive." Wanda had tried not to be hurt over that. She knew you weren't just friends with her to show her off to people, because you never did. But it hurt her to think the only time you could see her in a romantic way was when you were pretending.

"Well," Nat muttered as she adjusted the zip along the front of her catsuit. "Fake it till you make it." It was Wanda's turn to give Nat a questioning look. "Maybe it'll be an eye opener for her."

"You think I should do it?" She asked, fully open to hearing and accepting her friend and mentor's advice in that area.

"Definelty." Nat confirmed. She wasn't sure about it for the reasons she said though. Wanda's crush on you was obvious to everyone except you, just as it was vice versa.

*

You had been overjoyed when Wanda told you she would come with you to the cabin and play along as your girlfriend. She had told you when she came back from her mission, in fact it was the first thing she said after she had let herself into your appartment. It was never really brought up after that, but you couldn't deny you were incredibly anxious on the week leading up to the visit.

On the drive up to the cabin you and Wanda stayed in a comfortable silence most of the time, clearly both lost in thought. You had the radio on for background noise more than anything else, but you would occasionally lightly tap the steering wheel if there was a tune you recognised, oblivious to Wanda's acknowledging smiles.

"So what's the plan?" Wanda asked as she looked at you expectantly. Right, of course the Avenger wanted a strategy.

"Keep things simple, I guess. They know how we met already so we can just say at some point we took things a step further than friendship." Wanda didn't seem convinced at the simplicity of that. "Look they're not going to want to hear about us, not much at least. They prefer the sound of their own voices, they'll be trying to impress you is all."

"Impress me?" Wanda asked.

"Yeah, hope you warm up to them so one day they can invite you to their snobby parties." Wanda chuckled her heart warming laugh as she glanced out of the window, knowing there was a lot of truth to what you said.

"And what are those like?" She enquired curiously.

"I wouldn't know, I've never been invited." You said simply. You had gotten over that a long time ago, gotten used to being forgotten. Wanda clearly hadn't though.

"It will be an honour to turn them down." Wanda said. You shook your head and smiled at her. That did sound pretty nice.

When the cabin came into sight between the trees your nerves spiked. You figited in your seat and bit your lip when you saw some of your family gathered outside, their attention instantly on you. You shot Wanda a quick smile which she returned before you got out of the car.

"Y/n! So nice of you to come." You mum said as her eyes flickered to Wanda more than you. She opened her arms for the shortiest hug in human history before turning to Wanda. "You must be Wanda, we've heard so much." You mum insisted as she brought the redhead in for a hug too. She raised her eyebrows at you over your mum's shoulder and you bite back a laugh.

The others came over to greet you and mainly Wanda in a rush, overwhelming both of you.

"You two will be in the upstairs bedroom on the left." Your mum told you as you went to grab your bags. You did a double take, convinced you had heard her wrong. That was the best room in the house. A big difference from being in the small room in the basement every other time you had been there.

"First one on the left." Your dad confirmed. There was no way your parents were going to be in the basement so you wondered who else had been moved around but didn't ask, knowing whoever it was wasn't going to be happy.

You and Wanda made your way up to the room and you couldn't help but smile at the sight of the spacious room and the door you knew led to your en suite.

"That was...a lot." Wanda summarised as she said her bag under the bed.

"I would tell you it gets better but I don't want to get your hopes up." You sighed as you got a couple of things out.

"It's just a few days." Wanda said despite the fact you should have been assuring her.

"Yeah." You nodded and stared down at the floor. "Now c'mon." You suddenly said as you took ahold of Wanda's hand and laced your fingers together. You missed the startled blush that crept onto her cheeks when you turned around.

Your family were sat outside whispering amongst themselves when you returned. Their interested gaze fell to your entwined hands in an instant.

"So you work with the Avengers?" Your brother, Dalton, said as soon as you both sat down.

"I do, I'm one myself." Wanda said as she continued to hold onto your hand.

"Must be crazy, what are they like?" He enquired.

"They're good." Wanda said simply. Everyone clearly expected something more but Wanda pretended not to notice making you smile.

"I almost did business with Stark once, decided against it in the end." Claire announced proudly. You and Wanda exchanged knowing glances. Stark had told you all about his encounter with your sister, it definetly wasn't her turning him down.

"I was invited to one of his parties." Anna said quickly. "I was busy that night unfortunately."

Bull. Shit.

"Yes I remember working with Doctor Strange when he was still in the medical profession." You gave Wanda an I-told-you-so look as your family erupted into conversation over who had the most contact with the heroes. That had to be a new record of how quickly they started talking about themselves.

They continued like that until your mum called everyone in for dinner. The food smelt undeniably amazing as you took your place at the table next to Wanda and eyed the dishes infront of you. Your parents efforts to impress the redhead weren't all that bad.

Your family continued to catch up and and you and Wanda half listened as you ate. They were all doing as well for themselves as ever and still hadn't learnt any modesty.

Although you were proud of your siblings for what they had all achieved, Wanda had contained four potentially devastating bombs from going off in the space of half an hour a week before but she wasn't going to bring that up anytime soon. Eventually though, the attention turned to you to bring you out of your silence.

"And you're still working in that little café, y/n?" Your mum asked curiously.

"I own it, mum." You corrected quietly as you stabbed some pieces on your plate.

"Ah yes, quite the contrast though, isn't it. Between you two." She said as she pointed at you and Wanda with her fork. You didn't say anything to that because you felt there really wasn't anything to say in response. It wasn't like you hadn't thought that exact thing every now and then.

"The team loves it." Wanda said suddenly making everyone, including you, look at her in slight surprise from speaking up. It hadn't taken your family long to learn Wabda wasn't much of a talker, not to them anyway. You couldn't get her to shut up half the time. "At least one of us goes everyday. If we're lucky we all can. Nothing beats it." She defended simply before turning back to her food to show she wasn't going to say anymore. You smiled down at your plate at her words and the truth of them.

No one said anything in response, clearly shocked from this new information until Dalton spoke up.

"But doesn't Stark like fancy, top of the line, restaurants? I can't imagine him in some random coffee shop, no offence sis." He nodded towards you though you knew he didn't mean it. He couldn't let you have just one win.

"That random coffee shop has catered some of Stark's parties. Not that many though." A smug smile crept onto Dalton's face as he opened his mouth to make a snarky remark but Wanda cut him down again. "Because y/n's invited to the rest as a guest and a close friend." Your family stared at you with open mouths.

"You've been invited to Stark's parties?!" Anna exclaimed. In your defence, your family never wanted to hear about your life so you never got the chance to tell them anything.

"It's not really my crowd." You shrugged. "I just go to hang out with them after." Dalton's jaw clenched in annoyance and he didn't say anything for the rest of dinner. It was only really your mum who kept talking. Telling everyone about her latest travels that fell on death ears.

It was certainly a first for your family.

When everyone had finished their food you and Wanda excused yourselves and said goodnight before retiring to your room. Wanda shut the door gently as you collapsed onto the bed on your back and glared at the ceiling. The redhead shuffled around quietly to get her toothbrush and toothpaste and some other things you weren't really paying attention to and went into the bathroom.

When she came back out she was in her bedclothes and lifted your feet off the floor to turn you so you could fully lay on the bed. You smiled at her weakly.

"You should go get changed." Wanda said as she got her laptop out her bag. "Then you can pick a movie." She announced when she had gotten under the covers and started her laptop. You smiled more and nodded.

You tried not to think about your family and everything they had said at dinner as you got changed but it proved difficult. Everything they had said echoed around in your head but most of all you couldn't shake the disregarding ways they said it. It was as though you could do no right with them. Maybe they would never be proud no matter what you did.

You placed your toothbrush back I'm the holder and rinsed your mouth before heading back into the bedroom to an awaiting Wanda.

You got under the covers next to her and rested your head on her shoulder as you glanced at the Netflix screen and pointed to one of the comedy movies.

About ten minutes into the movie Wanda spoke. "You okay?" She whispered as she continued to look at the screen although that wasn't where her focus was.

"Yeah." You whispered back.

"You can talk to me." She said after a second." You moved your head away so you could see Wanda clearly.

"I'm so glad you're here." You said honestly. She smiled and nodded as her eyes searched yours.

"I'm glad I'm here too." You knew Wanda wasn't glad she had to spend the time with your family. She was glad that she could support you despite their efforts to bring you down. You were incredibly lucky to have her.

You rested your head back on her shoulder and neither of you spoke for the rest of the movie. Or the rest of the night. You must have fallen asleep about half an hour in.

*

Wanda was one of the most intimate people you had ever met. It was mainly something she aimed towards you and Natasha but didn't refrain from comforting others and giving hugs to anyone who would take one. She never held back at all with you, as far as you knew. But when you woke up and couldn't tell where your limbs started and Wanda's ended, you were still surprised to find yourselves like that. Butterflies flew around in your stomach in a way you knew was dangerous but couldn't help but love.

You were resting your head on her rising chest and had your arm slung across her stomach. Your legs were tangled together and her arms were holding onto your waist. A warmth spread through you and you decided to settle back into her hold and closed your eyes with a content smile.

You had about ten minutes to enjoy that before Wanda woke up. You could feel the moment she realized you were so close, she physically froze. You waited in anticipation for something for several moments until your friend very slowly unhooked her legs and guided your body to lay against the mattress and pillows as she slipped out of bed towards the bathroom.

You sighed when you heard the door close and rubbed your eyes slowly, knowing you should get up but wishing more than anything that you could return to how you woke up.

"Morning." Wanda croaked when she left the bathroom and saw you sitting up in bed.

"Morning." You said back with a smile and tried not to focus on how ridiculously attractive her voice sounded.

You gathered some random clothes into a bundle and went into the bathroom to change again and brush your teeth. When you came out Wanda was pulling her shirt over her head and gave you a generous view of her toned stomach. That training with Natasha really was paying off. Your face heated up when you saw it and you turned away to pretend you hadn't seen when Wanda noticed you.

"Don't make a sound." Wanda warned. You glanced up at her with some confusion. "I don't think your family's awake yet, that means we get the kitchen to ourselves." She grinned and you did too.

You and Wanda had gotten so used to getting up early for your jobs you forgot other people would still be sleeping. It was hard to break out of the habit but it proved useful.

The pair of you made a quick breakfast and ate it outside thanks to the warm weather even at that time. But soon enough your parents came downstairs and ruined the peaceful atmosphere with the clanging of pots and loud convosations.

You wandered around the side of the house and saw the old table tennis table that bad been folded away years ago and hadn't been set up since. You went over and started setting it up when Wanda joined you and eyed the table with a glimmer of mischief.

The redhead wasn't all that competitive, in fact you were pretty sure she let other people win games on the regular to make them feel better about themselves. But there was an undeniable spark of mischief in her eyes when she saw the table.

"You played this before?" You asked convosationally.

"I have." She said as you both automatically took up your positions of opposite ends of the table.

"Me too." You said confidently. "A lot." Wanda hummed in acknowledgment and swivelled her bat in her hand and stood ready. You smiled at her seriousness for the game.

You served surprisingly well for someone who hadn't played in a few years and Wanda was able to hit it back with ease. Once you had developed a steady pace you started hitting the ball more daringly to Wanda who was caught off guard before she started doing the same.

The moment you missed the ball a small smile tugged at the corner of Wanda's lips, her celebration was short lived when you suddenly sent the ball back her way until it was too late.

"That wasn't fair!" She exclaimed childishly.

"That was tables tennis." You said seriously but started smiling again.

Wanda huffed dramatically and flipped you off as she trudged back to the table and served the ball with force. You managed to send it back but took a step away from the table in caution.

You continued like that for a while. The competition tension rising as you picked up the pace, one of you occasionally getting a point before the other evened it out.

At one point you were vaguely aware of Dalton sauntering over to see what you were doing and arched his brow at the sight of the table.

"We still have this thing?" He questioned and you hummed quietly in response, too focused on the game.

"Hey Claire! Get over here, we're playing table tennis." You rolled your eyes at the intrusive and could sense Wanda refraining from doing the same until an idea popped into your head.

You caught the ball in your hand and smiled at Wanda's protests as you moved round to her side of the table just as your sister came out.

"I didn't even know we still had this." Claire laughed as she picked up another bat from the box.

"Maybe we should take it back with us." Wanda whispered to you and you bit your lip to contain your smile because yes, yes you should.

Inevitably, your siblings sucked at table tennis. You had suspected as much you just never thought they would be as bad as they were. They missed almost every hit and everytime they did they got increasingly angry, which meant they ended up flaring their arms around like idiots. It was a memory you would be sure to treasure.

"Stupid game" and "probably broken" kept echoing across the table until your siblings finally stormed off to throw a tantrum.

The rest of the day went by quietly. You and Wanda sat by the lake for most of the afternoon to enjoy the sun and heat. You reveled in the most recent memories of your siblings embarrassment and had to keep hushing down to childish whispered whenever one of them was nearby.

Surprisingly, dinner went by peacefully too.

You weren't asked anymore questions at the table. Instead, your family were content with talking about their upcoming plans between stealing glances at you and Wanda that the redhead never failed to notice.

The pair of you slipped off to your room the first moment you got and easily fell into bed besides one another. Wanda picked out a DVD from her bag of an old Sokovian show she used to watch as a child and had you hooked on as well as teaching you the language.

She settled down beside you and within the first few scenes she wrapped an arm around your shoulder so you could sink into her further like she did sometimes when you watched things together. You were barely paying attention to the series after that.

Despite trying to keep your focus on understanding what was happening in scenes of the show, you couldn't help but want to melt under the warmth of your best friend. You hoped it was something you got to experience more, you felt safer than you ever had in Wanda's arms.

Little did you know that having you in her arms was the most comforting feeling Wanda ever experienced and she always tried to do it as little as possible to refrain from falling for you more. It never worked.

*

You had thought waking up in Wanda's arms the morning before had been the best thing to awake to. But that day when you woke up not only were your legs tangled together again but the redhead was slowly stroking your hair while your head rested on her chest.

It was a gradual gesture that maintained a perfect rhythm and made you want to fall back asleep. But you were afraid you would mistake it for a dream later on. No, it was definitely real.

Luckily, your head was already tilted upwards slightly so when you secretly opened your eyes to risk a peek at your friend you saw her staring out the window as though she was in a trance. She was clearly so deep in thought she hadn't noticed you wake up, you had never seen her like it. But the feeling was too good to ignore, too compelling.

Soon enough, you found yourself drifting off back to sleep.

*

When you woke up again Wanda was gone. Her absence left an emptiness you knew wasn't good for you. As the days of your visit went on your fake relationship with Wanda was going to effect you even more when it was over.

Over...you couldn't think about that.

Once you got up and got changed you found Wanda in the kitchen looking at the news on her phone as she sipped her coffee.

"Morning, honey." You grinned. Wanda blushed slightly into her coffee, something you thought was undeniably adorable.

"Morning yourself." She tried to play off smoothly making you grin more.

You made breakfast for you both just as your mum came into the kitchen and greeted you both with an overplayed smile, already talking to Wanda about an upcoming party that she should go to. Wanda mumbled something about a busy schedule as you managed to whisp her away outside with your food.

Eventually, you and Wanda became bored with sitting around in the house when you had such amazing surroundings on your doorstep. You declared that you were going on a walk with the redhead and left before any of your family could invite themselves to go with you. Especially as you had told your friend to wear her swimwear underneath her clothing as you had a surprise for her.

You made a point of holding Wanda's hand as you left and once you were far away from the house went to take it back only for her to hold on tighter.

"You never know where they could be lurking." She joked as an excuse, so you starting swinging your arms playfully as to assure her you wanted your hands to stay linked together too.

You spent hours in those woods and was thankful for having a spy best friend who of course knew to pack the essentials like food and drinks so you could stay away from the house as long as you wanted.

The redhead brought so much you were able to have a small picnic on top of a hill that overlooked the large lake that stretched out all the way back to the house. You remembered thinking up stories as to explain the strange shape and curves to it as a child.

"It's beautiful here." Wanda said as she picked some grapes from the bunch between you.

"It is." You agreed with a fond smile.

"I used to want to live in a place like this." She muttered, sparking your interest.

"In the woods?" You asked curiously and she nodded.

"I thought I could retire to the woods and get a small cabin and I could grow my own food and that was all I needed." You hummed with a smile as you studied Wanda's features.

"Sounds lonely." You thought aloud.

"I'd have a cat." She said simply making you laugh. "I never used to think that but now when it crosses my mind and I picture that life... I picture someone else there with me." You knew she was imagining it as she spoke and you wished you could see exactly what it was she wanted.

"We could always downgrade the holiday house." You half joked as you nodded in the vague direction of the house. "Make it a simple cabin."

"We?" Wanda asked hopefully, the emotion clear before she had a chance to conceal it.

"There's no one I'd rather run away and live in the forest with." You joked although there was a lot of truth to your words. The redhead considered you for a while before smiling and nodded as though she had reached her own internal conclusion.

"Come on." You said suddenly as you stood up and dusted yourself off.

"You want to go back?" Wanda asked and you grinned.

"I'm going to show you that surprise." You declared and packed the remaining food away. Wanda did the same, eager to see the surprise you kept secret the whole way.

It was quite a way back to the house. The whole time Wanda kept asking more questions about it but you wouldn't say. She could only make guesses based on the swim wear which should have left only a few options, non of which she got right.

Finally, you arrived where you wanted to and grinned at Wabda before starting towards the edge. The redhead frowned as she watched you approach the ledge and became worried when she invisioned the steep slope that didn't always lead to water straight down. If you were to fall... your friend didn't have to wait long to see that. You slipped along the edge and disappeared from her view as she gave a startled cry and sprinted towards the edge and knelt over with wide eyes, expecting to see something that could haunt her forever but instead she saw you on a wide ledge but seven feet below her.

To your left was part of the ledge that had been dug into randomly and acted as perfect aid to get back into the woods above.

"Come down here." You beckoned as you starter to take your top off. Wanda's eyes widened more and quickly turned around and dropped down next to you steadily.

She glanced over the side of the small ledge to glance at the fifty foot drop into the water. There was nothing in the way to fall onto but there was no telling how deep that water was.

"You can't go in like that." You laughed as you kicked off your shorts and pushed them to the side.

Wanda's face heated up at the sight of you in your y/f/c bikini as you assessed the view. But even in her flustered state she was able to put it all together.

"You want to jump down there?" She exclaimed making you laugh.

"I've done it tones of times." You assured. "It's fun."

"It's a death wish! What if the waters not deep enough?" She questioned making you laugh more.

"Are you scared, Wan?" You teased as you took a step towards her making her avert her eyes from your form. She scoffed to play it off.

"Of course not." You hummed in faux belief.

"Well then I'll see you down there." You grinned and took a couple of steps back until your feet were no longer on the platform and you were plummeting down towards the water where you landed with a splash.

Wanda held her breath as she waited for you to resurface for a few agonising seconds. When you did with a gasp and started kicking around frantically to keep yourself afloat with your built up adrenaline the redhead sighed in relief and started taking off her own shorts and shirt and placed them next to your things.

You've jumped from higher. She told herself as she rocked on her feet. And you have powers! She argued back before she shoved those thoughts aside and threw herself off the ledge and into the water below. You laughed as she came back up and pushed her hair away from her way. You swam closer to her and saw her wide smile.

"Fuck." Wanda whispered with a laugh as she looked back up from where you had both come.

"Told you it was fun." You teased as you tried not to focus on the low cut on her bikini bra.

"Yeah yeah." She laughed and paused when she looked past you and saw you were surprisingly close to the house. She could see the outline of your family sat outside.

"They're looking." Wanda muttered. You could tell by the look on her face who she was talking about. It wasn't like there was anyone else around either.

"Do you think they've caught on?" You asked nervously as you stared at Wanda's brown eyes to stop you looking at your family.

"Maybe..." She considered and glanced around. "It's not like we've been acting like that much of a couple." You scoffed at that.

"At home everyone assumes we're dating and the one time we need it be believable it isn't." You rolled your eyes but couldn't help the smile.

"I know." Wanda laughed for a second but then paused. "Then let's give them something believable." She gently placed both her hands on your waist and pulled you slowly towards her. You let her guide you and took extra notice of the water droplets across her face. You almost trembled when your bare stomachs pressed together in the water lightly.

Wanda's soft hands left your waist and gripped your thighs to pull you up to wrap your legs around her own waist. You couldn't help but giggle at the gesture as you wrapped your arms around the redhead's neck and held onto her waist with your legs in a lock.

"Can I?" Wanda whispered when she lifted your chin with her finger and her other hand came round the back of your neck.

"Just shut up and kiss me." You demanded with a playful smile and leaned in to do it yourself.

You smiled into the kiss and felt Wanda do the same. It was everything you had ever imagined it to be. Her lips were soft and fell into place perfectly against your own as they moved together. Your mind was hazey and your stomach was doing flips at the realisation that you were actually kissing your long time crush. You forced yourself to remember that it was all a show. That Wanda didn't mean it. But she put on a believable act and kissed passionately, even slipping her tongue through your parter lips to explore your mouth further.

When she eventually pulled away you rested your foreheads together to catch your breath and grinned as you closed your eyes.

"You're a really good kisser." You blurted out making Wanda chuckle.

"Not too bad yourself." She teased.

"I hope not, we're gonna have to do that again." You smiled and instantly realized that sounded like a confession you desperetly wished you could claim. "You know because...Once probably wasn't enough to make it entirely believable." You rambled and Wanda nodded somewhat stiffly and let your legs drop back down. You wanted to say something to her, anything but it was all stuck on the tip of your tongue.

Just as you opened your mouth to speak, a small murmurarion of starlings flew across the lake, some of them skimming the water then gaining height again as they got closer to you and Wanda. You both ducked instinctively as they flew over your heads and off towards the forest again as you watched them in awe until they disappeared. You glanced up at the sky and noticed the sun had gone behind a cloud, ableing you to continue looking up at the other birds higher up.

You kicked your legs up slightly so you could lay on your back and outstretch your arms to keep you afloat in the water so you could stare up at the sky without hurting your neck.

You didn't realise Wanda mimicked you until her hands brushed against yours. She withdrew it as soon as you touched and went to murmmer an apology but you smiled and held onto her hand as you both lay watching the birds.

Neither of you had to say anything. It was a comfortable and peaceful silence that was occasionally filled with birds chirping or the sound of a calm breeze. Of all the things you expected to feel on that trip, relaxed was not one of them.

You stayed like that for a while until you were both snapped out of your daydreams by the distant yell that declared dinner. Well, you had to go back to them eventually.

Both of you took your time swimming back to dry land and only felt a shiver when you left the water and the breeze hit you. Wanda spotted and reached the towels before you and wrapped yours around you tightly. You thanked her with a small blush as you both sauntered up to the house where the mouthwatering smell of a barbecue greeted you. Your dad was leaning over it while shooing your brother away as he tried to offer his 'help'.

You and Wanda went inside to change swiftly and came back outside as the food was being placed on plates and your mum finished setting up the buffet. Everyone starter helping themselves and you piled as much food as you could onto the plate. You parents had asked what food Wanda liked and when you gave them a brief list you added in a few things you knew you both loved.

"You gonna eat all that?" Anna asked as she eyed all the food on your plate. Guilt and insecurities washed over you until Wanda purposefully grabbed a large handful of small sausage rolls and put them on her plate that was piled with a considerable amount more food than your own. You smiled at the reassuring gesture as she sat down with a satisfied grin on her face when she saw Anna close her mouth to stay quiet.

"Thanks." You whispered to her as you sat down.

"If you don't eat all that I will." She declared. You were pretty sure she went back for seconds.

Instead of disappearing back to your room like you did the previous nights, you and Wanda stayed with your family for a while after dinner. It wasn't to do with their company, more the mesmerising fire in the firepit you all sat around. You were cuddled up into Wanda's side with a blanket over both of you as you stared at the flames, smiling at their small flickers and dances.

"So Wanda," one of your sisters began, "are any of the other Avengers...you know." She nodded her head in the direction of you both.

Oh boy you though.

"I don't think it's my place to say." Wanda said because yes, a lot of the Avengers were queer.

"Oh come on, you can tell us." Anna encouraged as she sat forward eagerly.

"I could, but I'm not going to." Wanda continued to defy.

"Lay off it guys." You mumbled but was ignored. Your family took it in turns saying her teammates names in hopes of sparking a reaction, clearly forgetting they were facing someone who had been trained by Natasha Romanoff.

"Stark!" Claire said but was instantly shut down by the others.

"He's married!" Dalton objected.

"Could still be bi though." Claire tried but Dalton just scoffed.

"I suppose there's going to be more surprises."

"What does that mean?" Wanda asked with narrowed eyes, feeling protective of her teammates. Dalton met her gaze with his own challenging one.

"I just never thought one of the Avengers would be a dyke." You felt Wanda stiffen as you all held your breath. There was no way to tell what was going through the redhead's mind, especially as after all those years of friendship you still didn't even know what team she batted for. She was an ally at least, but would she see this as her battle to fight?

Upon getting no reaction, Dalton continued. "It makes sense why you'd hang out with y/n though, we always knew something was wrong with her but-"

"That's enough." Your mum snapped with a guilty expression she failed to mask. You swallowed hard and moved to get up, deciding you had heard enough.

"Then you're idiots." Wanda stated as she glared daggers at your brother while you sunk down.

"I'll have you know I have a doctorate-"

"Your idiots." She repeated. "There's nothing wrong with y/n, which is impressive considering she's grown up around you lot." You looked at your friend in awe as she continued.

"She's the most amazing person I've ever known, including any of the Avengers. She's everything that you're not and I'm lucky to call her my girlfriend. It doesn't matter what any of you think of her, I love her and I always will." She declared as shot daggers at each individual family member who had fallen silent. She took your hand and pulled you up from your seat to take you inside.

You couldn't get her saying she loved you out of your head. You reminded yourself over and over again on the way to your room that it was just an act. That the redhead was making her point. But God, how you wished it was real.

She was so gentle with you as she guided you through the house. When you got to your room and broke down sobbing she held you on the bed for a long time until your cries turned to sniffles. The thing was, you weren't sure what you were crying over. Sure, what Dalton had said had hurt. As did the confirmation that your whole family had always looked down on you. But you had known that was the case for a long time, you had moved on from it.

Instead, you may have being crying over what you didn't know and didn't have. How much of what Wanda said was true? It was all based off of something that wasn't real. What if she saw you the same way your family did?

When you stopped crying you became aware of Wanda gently stroking your hair as she rested her head on yours and held you close to her. You remembered the memories you had accumulated over the past few days with her. The kisses, the hand holding, the nights together, how she stood up for you like no one ever had. You loved her so much.

"I think we should go tomorrow." Wanda mumbled and you nodded into her shoulder.

"I'm not going to leave you though, you know that right? You can stay at mine and we'll watch more of those crappy American movies you like." She mocked lightly making you chuckle against her. "Whatever you want."

"I just want you." You said honestly. You knew you shouldn't have said that, but you were too emotionally drained to care.

"I just want you too, y/n." You pulled away from the redhead to look at her clearly.

"I don't think you know what I mean." You sniffed and she smiled at you fondly.

"I mean what I said earlier, around the fire." Your eyes widened slightly and you held your breath.

"It was all an act though." You whispered and Wanda chuckled as she exhaled sharply.

"No y/n." "I think I am inlove with you." She said as she took ahold of your hand and searched your face for any signs of a reaction to her confession.

"Me?" You questioned, not quite believing it.

"Yes you, idiot." You smiled and sighed in relief, not being able to find the words to express your overflowing happiness and numerous other emotions you couldn't quite pinpoint. You let go of Wanda's hand and brought them both up to cup her cheeks. You had done a lot more handholding than kissing in the previous few days. It needed to be evened out.

You closed the gap between you and kissed Wanda with just as much passion as you had in the lake, except all hesitation and questions were gone. Because you knew she loved you. Oh God she loved you. You grinned into the kiss at the thought and felt her hand fall to your hip while the other caressed the side of your neck in the most gentle manner you had ever seen from her.

When you eventually pulled away you rested your forehead against hers, a smile still playing on both your lips.

"Told you we'd have to do that again." You said and and laughed. "I love you too."

"Well I hoped that wasn't a pity kiss." She joked and you smacked her arm playfully.

"It definetly was not and I'll prove it to you by taking you on a date when we get back." You promised as you sat back to look at her clearly.

"Oh yeah?" She asked with a playful smirk and leaned over so her face was inches away from yours.

"Yeah." You said back.

"Well until then, my real girlfriend should definetly just keep kissing me." She said as she pushed you down gently and kissed you again. You smiled against her gleefully.

"Your girlfriend would love to."

[traditionofwar]

Hello, can I request something? (I have no idea what it will be) I really need a comfort (cause I made impulsive decision and I really feel like crying) so I wanted to ask if you could write like fluff/comfort when reader cuts their (if you could write with she/her pronous, if not then it's okay) hair and feel very bad about it to the point of crying? Can be multiple characters or just one (your decision) but I'm begging you to write it with Noritoshi Kamo (jjk). Thank you for listening.

(If something is wrong with it or you are just uncomfortable it's okay :])

I'm so sorry for whatever you're going through. I'm aego-sexual, and part of that for me means that Reader Insert stuff kinda makes me feel kinda icky. However, this ask gave me Feels (and is super sweet), so I will try my best! (And sweetie, don't cry. I don't know what happened, but just remember that nothing is permanent, and we all do things we regret at some point-most of us do it multiple times).

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You closed your eyes, trying your best to not cry. You had heard some girls talking earlier, making fun of your appearance. Normally you don't care, but something about those particular comments made you want to change... something. Wow. They said with mocking whispers. Have you seen her? With her ridiculous hair and terrible clothes.

Once you had gotten home, you had gone immediately into your room, locking it. Without taking a moment to think things through, you had grabbed your scissors, and now you're shaking, refusing to look in the mirror again.

"Y/N?" Your head shot up at the sound of Noritoshi's voice. No. Of all the people to find you, why him?

"I'm... I'm fine." You said, hating how your voice shook. You heard murmuring from the hallway, but only caught a few words. "she looked upset...snotty brats called her...why not curse th..."

"Y/N, let me in." He said again, this time more demanding. You whimpered, desperately trying to stop the tears from falling.

Your door slammed open, and you only saw a flash of black hair before a soft "Oh Y/N" broke the barrier. You sobbed, throwing yourself into his arms. He wrapped his long arms around you, the soft material of his clothes rubbing gently against your tear-stained face.

One of his hands grasped your waist, and the other gently pet you hair, which only made you cry more.

"Shush, sweetie. It's okay. It'll be okay. I promise." He whispered into your now shorn hair, still gently rocking you back and forth. "Just cry it out darling, just cry it out."

Slowly, so slowly, your tears dried and your sobs quieted. However, Noritoshi just kept rocking you, soothing you.

Finally, you found the strength to speak. "My...my hair." You took in another breath, subconsciously matching your breath to his heartbeat. "I don't know why. It's just, those girls with their comments and perfect hair and..."

He tightened his hold onto you. "It's okay sweetie. We all do things we regret, darling. You know I have."

"I know," you mumbled. "But your regrets haven't involved hacking off all of your hair."

He huffed a laugh, and when you looked up at him, he was smiling slightly. "True," he said. "But I have done things that I have regretted for years. For example, ever answering Aoi's stupid question."

Your giggle was wet, but there. "True... at least I never did something that dumb."

He made an offended noise, but his arms stayed tight around you. Somehow, he pulled you closer, and you couldn't help but relax in his arms, his long black hair tickling your face. "I know it hurts right now." He said softly, running his hands through your mess of a hairdo. "But soon, this will be naught but a bad memory." His voice was like a warm blanket, pulling deeper into the loving embrace of sleep. "And until it is, I'll stay right here."

Your last thought as you drifted off to sleep was that maybe those girls were a blessing in disguise.

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[bi-bard]

Rowena Said It Was An "Accident" - Sam Winchester Imagine (Supernatural)

Title: Rowena Said It Was An "Accident"

Pairing: Sam Winchester X Reader

Requested: nope

Word Count: 1,168 words

Warning(s): cussing, witchcraft (i don't know)

Summary: Rowena "accidentally" casts a spell on (Y/n), which makes things quite awkward for them and Sam.

Author's Note: We love a good old-fashioned truth spell imagine

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It all started with a bolt of magic hitting me in the chest.

I was walking into the library from the hall and was sent into the wall opposite the door. I was sitting on the floor and holding a hand to my chest.

"What the hell, Rowena," I snapped.

The redhead was standing in front of a big bowl that was on one of the tables. I asked her to always warn me about her spells.

"Sorry," she called with a little wave.

"You alright, (Y/n)," Sam asked, helping me up.

"Just a bruise to my pride," I said quietly, trying to ignore the blush on my face.

"Hey, we've all been knocked off our feet before," he shrugged as we walked into the library.

"My pride is always hurt when I get hurt in front of you," I replied like it was nothing. Why the fuck did I admit that?

"What," Sam and Rowena gave me shocked looks.

"Whenever I get hurt, I'm terrified I'm letting you down and I'm constantly waiting for the day where I inevitably end up being a disappointment," I rambled. There was a moment of silence. "Holy shit... why did I admit that?"

"Umm," Sam and I both looked at Rowena. "I may have cast an itsy-bitsy truth spell and hit (Y/n) square in the chest."

I sighed.

"It'll wear off... eventually."

"Rowena," Sam sighed. "Why the hell would you even test that?"

"I have to work on my magic somewhere!"

"I'm gonna lay down," I muttered. "I don't really wanna start confessing my other pieces of childhood trauma."

"Just yell if you need anything," Sam called after me as I rushed out of the room.

--Sam's P.O.V--

"Well, I was hoping more would come out of that," Rowena said once (Y/n) was gone.

"What," I asked. "You said the truth spell was an accident."

"It... was," how obvious can a lie get? "I just hoped (Y/n) would spill a few more secrets. I'm so curious about what they're hiding in that brain."

"Like what?"

"Like their very obvious feelings for you," Rowena shrugged like it was nothing.

"I'm sorry," I asked.

She rolled her eyes and let out an exasperated sigh, "Samuel, you are not as clever as you think."

I sat silent, looking around the room. Did (Y/n) really have feelings for me? We've been staying in the bunker together for a while now. Why hadn't they said anything?

"Go talk to (Y/n)," Rowena instructed. I was about to argue. "Now, Samuel, or I'll turn you into an actual moose."

I turned and walked out of the library.

--(Y/n)'s P.O.V--

I was sitting at my desk, reading one of my few non-lore-based books when there was a knock on the door. I stood up, biting my tongue and walking over. Please don't let me sound like a dumbass.

"Hey," Sam said once I opened the door. I grinned at him. "Can we talk?"

"I don't think that's a good idea, I don't wanna let any secrets slip," I replied instantly, cursing myself and Rowena.

"Like what," Sam asked, almost looking hopeful. Hopeful?

"Like... I tend to sneak into your room and take your flannels when you and Dean go on hunts without me," I held a hand over my mouth.

Sam gave me an amused smile, "How many have you taken?"

"At least three but probably more," I mumbled, getting angrier with myself. "Please just go before I embarrass myself more."

"One more question."

"Sam, no."

"(Y/n)-"

"Please go," I begged. I didn't want this to happen this way. I wanted to tell him about all of this on my terms, not some dumb spell's.

"No."

"Sam!"

"Answer my question-"

"No. I'm not answering another question."

"For the love of God-"

"Why are you so desperate to ask more questions?"

"Why are you so desperate to avoid them," Sam asked. I bit my tongue, struggling to hold back my answers. He took a step forward. "(Y/n), why are you avoiding my questions?"

"Because I don't want you to know how I feel," I muttered through gritted teeth. I just wanted to avoid the subject.

"Why," he asked quietly.

I looked at the ground, tears in my eyes as I knew I couldn't avoid it, "Because I love you."

He reached up to my jaw, pushing me to look at him. He gave me a gentle grin. I was shaking a little, just wanting the ground to open up and swallow me.

"I love you too," he mumbled. I let out a sigh of relief, a few tears falling from my eyes. He used one thumb to wipe them away.

A wave of energy shot out from me. We both looked around the room.

"'Accident', my ass," I muttered.

Sam chuckled, "Hey."

I looked at him again.

He grabbed the sides of my face and pulled me into a kiss. It was fast and a little harsh but the kiss was more gentle than anything I'd ever experienced. My hands touched his as the shock wore off and I slowly kissed him back. My stomach did flips, fireworks went off behind my eyelids, and my heart was loud enough for Sam to hear it.

He pulled away and smiled widely at me.

"Does this mean I can keep the flannels," I asked quietly.

Sam laughed, "Yeah, I think it's fine if you keep the flannels."

I smiled back at him.

"Aww," we looked over at Rowena, who was standing a little way down the hall. "You two are precious."

"Rowena," I said in a warning tone, "I have a gun with witch-killing bullets in my room. You have two minutes to explain why you did that?"

"(Y/n)," she forced a laugh. "Shouldn't you be happy about what just happened?"

"You still crossed my boundaries."

"But it was a happy ending," she argued. "It was a harmless spell, no harm. Broken once you confessed your deepest secret. Dean would thank you... no more pointless tension."

I raised an eyebrow.

"I'm sorry," she said in a questioning tone. I grinned. "I am... genuinely. You're right. I went too far but... it came from a good place."

Sam grabbed my hand, making me look at him for a moment.

"Fine... just... don't do that again," I said. "It was weird."

She nodded and promised. We all fell silent. I looked over at Sam and smiled at him. He pulled me closer, an arm wrapping around my waist.

"I'll... I'll give you two some alone time," Rowena said in a teasing tone before walking off.

We didn't acknowledge her as she left. I slowly leaned up and kissed him gently again. My arms were around his neck and he smiled against my lips.

"I love you," he mumbled against my lips. I pulled away just enough to speak.

"I love you too," I replied. I nudged my nose against his. "It's so nice to say that."

Sam chuckled, pulling me into yet another kiss.

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what do you think will happen with siuanraine next season? its going to be such a long wait and we need juicy headcanons!

Sorry it took me so long!

I have lots of hopes for them next season. I'm almost certain Moiraine won't tell Siuan about her inability to channel. She'll try to sort it out herself. Partially because she's too stubborn, partially because she knows it's dangerous to contact Siuan about such matters in any other way than talking to her directly and she can't do that without coming to Tar Valon which is impossible. Siuan will find out eventually, probably due to Egwene and Nyneave arriving to the White Tower. She can't call Moiraine back tho because political reasons so I hope we'll get them both struggling, longing, far away from each other. I just need Siuan to know Moiraine is alive, alright.

I do hope we will finally see the reunion. I like the idea of Siuan being the only one able to help Moiraine. The web that Dark One used to cut Moiraine off from the One Power looks quite like a net and show made a point of making sure we know Siuan is good at untying knots. In order to do so, however, Moiraine probably has to return to the White Tower.

Moiraine apart from struggling with not touching the source will spend first few episodes on searching for Rand I think. Or at least traces of him to be able to reach him if he gets himself in any trouble or is somehow needed. She hadn't spent 20 years of her life searching for him only to lose him yet again.

If following Rand will lead her to Tar Valon she will need to beg for forgiveness and permission to come back. I don't think anything else could force her to do so. Her circumstances actually, for once, help her. She brings news about Dark One and she has a prove with her inability to channel. It would probably take her time before she's at Tar Valon again so it won't even be strange for Siuan to forgive her and decide she was punished more severely than even intended and to finally show her mercy. The scene would require more kneeling and more gay panicking which would be even harder to hide this time. And it'll be extremely humiliating. Which makes it even more convincing and less enjoyable for Moiraine so she won't be eager to do so and the only way I see it happening is her mission forcing it om her somehow.

That's honestly the only coherent idea I came up with. I'm not even sure I believe or like it myself. I just hope Siuan and Moiraine will get scenes together because of developing their arcs independently I'm certain.

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The Malfoy Secret - Chapter 3

Since the traumatic death of her last living relative, Anna had since been a guest in the Malfoy manor . Although she was by now a little more than a guest. Her aunt was peacefully laid to rest and throughout the whole ordeal the Malfoys were her absolute anchor to reality. Anna however still couldn't put her thoughts in order at the situation. On one hand Anna had wanted to go home but on the other hand she rather enjoyed the company of the Malfoys. Anna had previously attempted to return home twice. The first time Anna had gone to return home , Draco begged her not to leave claiming he wanted to make the most of her company before his return to his last term of third year next week.. The second time Cissa began fretting about her wellbeing. Her being worried about Anna all alone in that big house. So Anna agreed to stay to ease Cissa's conscience but did say that she would return before her first day of work at the Ministry. What Anastasia didn't know was that she would be the right hand assistant to Lucius himself. The letter enclosing said information remained unopened in the Rosier mansion.

The following week Narcissa and Lucius bid Draco farewell at kings cross station whilst Anna was already in the Ministry of Magic for her first day along with another student from her year . Anastasia now knew that she would be working with Lucius , she was relieved at least it was someone who wouldn't judge her by her name. Though the thought of being in such a confined space with the white haired man had butterflies filling the pit of her stomach. Lucius strutted into his office in the department of Magical Law Enforcement, halting in his footsteps at the sight of his darling Anna stretching on the tips of her feet to reach a book higher up on the shelf, Lucius held back a laugh as he took in just how miniature she was even in a pair of heels. Even though he adored that about her , he couldn't help picture in absolutely nothing but those heels all stretched out for him and for cissa of course. Anna hadn't yet realised he had entered the room she was too caught up in finding the book Mr. Crouch had requested. Lucius took this as his moment . He walked as quietly as he could towards her . When Anna was in his reach, his large hands held her hips , his long fingers digging in slightly. Anna's back pressed flush against his broad chest. Leaning down to her ear. "You want my help with that darling ?" He whispered pressing himself further into the girl. Anna blushed at the feeling of his hardened member making itself known. Easily reaching for the book , his hand could reach without him even trying. "By all means you can say no and I shall just sit back and watch as that little skirt rides up more and more. Its taking I have not to throw you over my desk and worship you right here babygirl" Lucius smirked as Anastasia let out a squeak at the pet name he called her. Lucius brought the book down to Anna's eyesight, offering it out to her , Anna still pressed against the overly large shelf. Before Anna could respond in walked Narcissa. Narcissa drank in the scene in front of her , the sight of her husband and hopefully her soon to be princess. Anastasia's face flushed a deep red as she resisted the urge to run into Cissa's arms. " My darling how lovely of you to join us isn't that right princess?" Lucius turned to face cissa while slipping a wink to Anna. "I .. Uh..you...I should get this book to Mr. Crouch " she said shyly unsure of how to respond , after all neither of them had spoken since her and cissa kissed. Anna couldn't help wondering is Narcissa regretted it. Bowing her head Anna moved to rush from the room. "WAIT, STOP" Narcissa called after her smiling as annas feet immediately come to a halt." Hurry back darling there's something we should all talk about". Anna nodded in response quickly exiting the room. Anastasia walked with the book in her arms just down the hall, knocking respectively , Anna awaited permission before entering. " Mr Crouch I'm terribly sorry if I am interrupting I'm just bringing the book you requested from Mr Malfoy" Anastasia informed showing the book as if she needed the proof. "Ah right yes, good good I do believe you may have just missed crossing paths with our young Mr Weasley. He took it upon himself to retrieve that book . A good boy he is . If that is all Miss Rosier I am rather busy I'm afraid" Mr Crouch, the minister of Magic himself said without raising so much as his head. Anna walked back to Lucius's office , the sound of her heels clacking with every step, when suddenly body blocks her way. "You know you'd think the slimy Slytherin's would crawl back into their holes rather than working for the Ministry . Your father was a blind fool to follow the dark lord . Tell me what would daddy think of his daughter now. Oh no thats right he got himself killed before you could wipe the drool from your chin? " Percy Weasley sneered at her . Anastasia's blood fuelled an inferno of rage and Percy was about to get a taste of the fire. Passer's by began to stop and watch while office doors seemed to open for the fellow workers to do the same. Annas eyes glazed over and she smiled a

sweet smile. " Don't you ever speak of my family in that way do you hear me ? You want to know what my 'daddy' thinks , insult me again and you'll be finding out" Anna threatened in a low voice her wand drawn and pressed into the younger Weasleys throat. Lucius Malfoy was the first to intervene , his hand pushing anna's armed one down. He ushered the furious girl into the office and she slowly began following. " Enjoy freedom while you can I'm sure they've got a cell in Azkaban with your family's name on call it an heirloom. As cold, dark narcissistic murderers run in your family dont they. When you slip up Rosier and you will . I will be the one to put you there myself" Percy shouted at her back. Taken off guard Percy hadn't expected Anna to throw 'stupefy at him knocking him down the hall by a few good feet . " Funny that if I'm to go to Azkaban it'll be for killing you. You're a no good blood traitor and yet you think you actually have the audacity to think you stand a chance against me. I know spells your mother couldnt even dream of mastering . You think you can talk about my family when you know absolutely nothing . I'll escort myself to Azkaban right now once I've sent your cold body to your mother. That dark enough for you saint Percy? Anna fumed her wand raised . Arthur Weasley emerged from the crowd , his wand drawn protecting his son. Lucius drew his wand and stood directly in front of Anastasia.

"Princess go, back to the office head held high cissy is there and I'll be right behind you "Lucius whispers so low only Anastasia could hear it. Anna nods confirming she had indeed heard his words but she was reluctant to walk away. When Lucius firmly commands her once again to go as she reaches the offices, she can already feel the tears fill her eyes and the burning sensation in her chest. Anna just wanted to scream . Instead she shuts the door and walks to her desk with her head down. Realisation hitting her like a tonne of bricks Anna slides down the nearest wall. Narcissa immediately running to the sobbing girl sitting next to her , Cissa cradled anna against her chest, rocking slightly whilst rubbing a hand soothingly on the black haired girls back.

"I'm not a bad person I've followed every rule. I've never put a foot wrong yet I'm still painted with the same brush as my father am I destined to be alone. Perhaps Azkaban is the best place for someone with a name like mine". Lucius having now dealt with the pathetic Weasleys returns just as Anna sobs those words. Seeing her so broken and seeing his wife so affected at those words only tempted Lucius to go back and seriously damage the disrespectful boy. Weighing his options, nothing was more important than his family and as of that his girls needed him. Narcissa who was still holding Anna raised her head to look at her husband , she tilted her head to the side silently asking what had happened out there.

He ushered Narcissa over to him which she does hesitantly. Torn between leaving Anna and finding out what had occurred . Narcissa's curiosity got the best of her. "Anna I'll be right back darling" Narcissa whispered assuringly. Lucius explains in a hushed whisper briefly what happened. Narcissa can't believe what she's heard. How could someone say something so cruel about her baby girl. Lucius made his way over to Anna and bent down, lifting her chin up to face him. " Don't you ever let me hear say that about yourself . We would never allow you to be put in that wretched place. A name does not define you. That boy knows nothing. He is nothing. You are my everything. Our everything " he would say pulling cissa to him as she steps nearer not wanting to scare Anna . "I'm yours. Like both of you?" Anna questioned back , her green eyes wide and her pink lips pouted in slight confusion. " Why don't we all go back home a discuss this over a drink hmm?" Cissa hinted holding her hand out for her husband and Anna to take .

They arrive back at Malfoy Manor and Anna takes a seat on the sofa in the front room with Cissa sitting on one side of her and Lucius on the other side. Lucius gently takes one of Anna’s hands in his and with the other hand gently turns her head to face him “Anna I meant what I said earlier you are our everything and I want to discuss you becoming apart of our relationship” He nods at Cissa before continuing “There is no pressure Anna, you can say no and we’ll respect your decision. It won’t affect our working relationship either.” Anna doesn’t respond straight away, feeling a little shocked at his offer. “Should you agree to be with us boundaries would be set in place, which leads me to my next question. What are your boundaries Anna?” Lucius’ voice soft as he looks into her eyes.

“I don’t have any boundaries as I’ve never done this before” Anna answers honestly as she holds his gaze for a moment before looking down at her lap, a look of confusion washes over his face “Anna had never been kissed before I kissed her two weeks ago” Cissa explained. Lucius places his fingers under Anna’s chin lifting her head up “Just to confirm Anna, you are a virgin?” She nods at him and feels her cheeks heat in a light blush. “We’ll take things nice and slow; we’ll go at a pace that suits you…if you agree to be ours that is.” Lucius tells her with a smile on his lips and Anna couldn’t help herself, she looked down at his mouth and licked her lips. Cissa nods agreeing with her husband “We will look after you. You will be safe with us…always” Cissa took hold of Anna’s other hand in hers and begun rubbing small soothing circles on the back of her hand with her thumbs.

Anna looks between Cissa and Lucius before speaking “I’d like to be yours, both of yours but I’m worried I cannot offer you much in return” Cissa turns Anna’s head so she is looking at her “Just by agreeing to be with us is giving us more than you can imagine. All we want to do is to make you feel loved, safe and of course pleasure you beyond your wildest dreams” Cissa smiles and leans forward pressing her lips to Anna’s in a quick but sweet kiss.

“If we overstep a boundary or you start to feel uneasy or anything just tell us. In fact, to be sure we are all comfortable with this arrangement I recommend we use safe words” Lucius said softly, his breath warm against her ear “Safe words?” Anna asked shyly and he chuckled lightly “Ahh so innocent my sweet girl” His fingers brushing her hair aside as he placed a soft kiss to her neck before continuing “Each of us picks a word that once spoken the others know enough is enough. The moment the word is spoken everything stops…straight away, no questions or explanations needed” Anna turned her head slightly so she was looking at him over her shoulder “I’d like to be yours, both of yours” He smiled at her before capturing her lips with his.

Lucius and Narcissa both hand in hand with Anastasia began escorting her up the winding black marble case not stopping until they reached the door to the master bedroom. Both Malfoys stood watching Anna's reaction as Lucius twisted the handle of the door pushing it open , allowing Anna the first step inside. Anastasia was in awe at the decoration. With a flick of his wrist Lucius had set candles alight causing a rather romantic atmosphere. Anna's hand was still laced with Cissa's, she was reminded off that when Narcissa squeezed her hand. " What do you think babygirl?" Cissa asked brushing a loose strand of Anna's hair from her face, leaning in she placed a soft kiss on Anna's lips . "It's beautiful Cissy . It really is" Anna breathed looking behind her for Lucius. When Anastasia noticed him still stood by the door only now minus his dress shirt , she reached her hand towards him wanting to touch . Lucius noticed Anna's hesitation and stepped into her reach, taking her hands he placed them on the centre of his broad chest. Anna's hands ran up over his bare shoulders and linked around his neck attempting to pull him down to her level due to the height difference. Anna could feel his intoxicating scent overwhelm her and she took the plunge pressing her lips to his . His kiss was different to that of Cissa's it was rougher and more dominant . Lucius's hands reached over the curves of Anna's ass and lifted her up, her legs wrapping around his waist as he walked them to the bed . A naked Narcissa joined the pair , running her fingers up anna's bare legs causing anna gasp allowing Lucius access to her tongue . Anastasia pulled back from her make out session , glancing at Narcissa, her eyes tracing over the perky nipples of her breasts. Anna's mouth ran dry . She had no idea what she wanted but god that woman was it. " Remember Darling we can stop whenever you like , tonight is all about you my pretty babygirl , mommy and daddy will make you feel so good I promise princess you just have to trust us" Narcissa spoke softly tapping her finger on the top button of anna's shirt. " Can mummy take this off baby " Cissa cooed , anna nodded and proceeded to remove the shirt herself only for cissa to stop her. "Let mommy do it angel please" Cissa asked again this time Anna nodded and allowed cissa to removed her top. Narcissa dropped the shirt to the floor her eyes never looking away from Annas full breasts, leaning forward cissa placed a wet kiss to the tops of her breasts. Ana in response arched her back unaware that her hips had rocked against the very non discreet package in Lucius's trousers. Narcissa's hands travelled lower and lower until they reached the waistband of the very tight skirt Anna had on. Cissa's fingers hooked into the band but waited for permission from Anna . "Princess Mommy's waiting for you "Lucius whispered in Anna's ear. Anastasia nodded fervently glancing down and the sight of a naked Narcissa between her thighs . Anna couldnt peel her eyes away. In a split second her skirt and panties were removed , Anna's core now slick and bare to Cissa who licked her lips in delight at the prize in front of her . "We can stop if you want to little princess, you just have to say and we promise we wont be disappointed in the slightest or should mommy continue" Lucius reminded . " No please Don't stop please dont stop "Anna pleaded . Her pleas were music to their ears. Lucius interlocked his fingers with Anna's , watching over anna's shoulder as his wife's head leant even closer to Annas blazing sex. Narcissa hummed as she dragged a finger through Anna's wet folds, shivering at the breathless gasp she made in response. Narcissa placed a soft kiss to either side of Anastasias inner thigh before connecting her warm tongue to her wet pussy. Anna's hips rose from the emerald sheets , her head thrown back into the crook of Lucius's neck and her grip on his hands getting tighter. " Is mummy making you feel good baby girl ? Let us hear those beautiful noises of yours petal" Lucius teased in advance. Anna mewled , feeling

an unfamiliar weight in the pit of her stomach. Narcissa continued flicking the sensitive bud while she introduced a single finger into Anna's tight hole preparing to stretch her out for Lucius. Slowly and gently Cissa began thrusting that finger in and out in time with the flicking of the bud . With her fingers getting so slick from Anna's running juices , cissa added a second finger and with every thrust in began spreading them apart . Anna's walls began to clench around Cissa's fingers locking them in place and her thighs tightening pulling cissa closer than she was. " Oh Oh Oh " Anna screamed as she rode her first ever climax down on Narcissa .Anna felt shifting from behind her as Lucius moved himself from the bed taking Cissa's place between Anna's thighs. Climbing above her Cissa placed a kiss to Anna's lips. "You did so well darling mummy's so proud of you. Does Daddy want a taste do you think? " Narcissa beamed down at her baby all glistening in sweat , glancing to her husband smirking. Lucius's hand reached across grabbing cissa at the chin, passionately kissing his wife all the while tasting the sweet nectar of his princess on her tongue. At some point during the exchange Lucius had removed his remaining clothing. Lucius tapped on Anna's thighs grabbing her attention. Narcissa sat near Annas head now it was her turn to watch the faces her baby pulled whilst screaming from the pleasure she was receiving. " Princess you need to listen just for a minute okay? Are you sure this is what you want? I won't lie to you my girl it might be a little uncomfortable at first but that passes. Are you absolutely sure?" Lucius needed to make her aware he'd never forgive himself if he hurt her . " Please I trust you Daddy I'd like to try. Help me try" Anna begged her voice sounding like a whine. Lucius wrapped his hand around his painfully hard cock swiping the pre-cum from the swollen head to lubricate it slightly. The combination of that and Anna's cum should be just enough.

As he slowly began to ease into her, Anna's walls clenched around him as a pained groan leaves her throat. Digging her nails into his shoulders as she squeezes her eyes shut tight, Anna's body tenses against his when he comes to a stop. His body trembling as he fights the lust inside him to thrust into his pretty little princess .When the pain starts to subside Anastasia slowly moves her hips .

"Please " was all Anna could muster out. Lucius takes her thigh and places it on his hip as he starts to slowly move against her . Quickly finding a steady rhythm, as his hips roll against hers both moving in perfect harmony , Anna could feel every thrust against her walls. Her nails leave red half-moon crescents on biceps. Narcissa sat back observing couldnt help but reach down and began circling her own clit. His name falls from Anastasia's mouth like a prayer when he finds that specific spot inside of her . "Fuck, Princess , you feel so good around Daddy" he moans as he thrust faster into her , pleasure invaded her senses as her vision begins to cloud , with her head thrown back Anna can no longer keep the moans inside of her . An inferno rages inside of her , Her hands fall from his arms to grasp at the sheets with such a force her knuckles began turning white. "Papi, I'm..." she moans out. " Let it go baby I'm here Daddy's here" Lucius coaxed. Anastasias walls enclosed around Lucius's cock , her nectar coating his manhood. With a last thrust into her Lucius emptied his load filling his princess up to the brim. Gently removing himself from inside her , Lucius laid to the right of Anna enclosing her in his arms, Narcissa laid to the left of Anna . "Our princess did absolutely perfect wouldn't you say so dear?" Narcissa asked Lucius. "Oh i couldn't agree more darling. How are you feeling Princess?" Lucius asked Anna. The three of them an entanglement of limbs. Until Narcissa rose from the bed and into the large bathroom followed by the sound of running water. " Come on Darling let us clean you up and put you in something comfy before you fall asleep" Narcissa commented. Anna however was quite tired and comfy as she mumbled incoherent words from where she was. Lucius scooped her up into his arms and took her into the bathroom himself. Narcissa already in the bath, held her arms out as he lowered his princess down into her lap. A scent of lavender and camomile filled their senses. Lucius lathered up a sponge and glided it over every inch of Anastasias body. Anastasia snapped from her dazed state smiling at both Lucius and Narcissa. Before putting her head down and playing with her fingers , a sign they had already noticed when she was nervous or embarrassed. " Princess Is everything alright darling? Are you hurt or in pain?" Cissa asked concerned she may be hurt . " No no nothing like that I was urm well I just wondered could I stay with you two tonight?" Anna asked so quietly that if they had been any further away they wouldn't have caught it. "Of Course you sweet girl you were always going to sleep in with us . We wouldn't have it any other way. Now why dont you let mommy wash your hair whilst daddy gets out and fetches you something comfy eh?" Narcissa said softly to Anna pulling her in for a cuddle in the warm water. With the girls dressed in Narcissa's nightgowns , Lucius had made a mental note to have cissa and anna go shopping soon. Lucius had already pulled back the covers and slid in, waiting for his girls to come out. "Which side should I sleep?" Anna asked Narcissa. They hadn't discussed that yet. " Why dont you sleep in the middle darling so that way we can both hold you" Lucius offered. Anna scrambled into bed followed by Cissa. Cissa took hold of Annas hand and kissed the knuckles.

"I'm so happy you agreed to be ours our darling girl "Narcissa expressed. Lucius turned on his side facing Anna and Cissa draping his arm across the both of them in a protective manner. " I love you both my precious girls" Lucius said lovingly. The three slept in each others embrace for the rest of the night.

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warnings: the reader is soon-to-be engaged to someone 12 years older, virginity loss, extreme lack of experience from the reader, dirty talk, Ten’s a sweetheart 😭

“He’s here!” Your mother clapped her hands excitedly, asking the butler to answer the door.

You sat with both hands squeezed on your lap. You’d never seen a male tailor, let alone be dressed by one. Would it be uncomfortable? Just as your mind was about to drift away, a man with at least four rolls of fabric entered the room.

“Good evening, my lady.” Was he even real? He looked straight out of a painting, just like the ones hanging on your wall.

“Good evening, sir.” You bowed your head gracefully, just like you'd been taught to do.

“There’s no need to be so formal.” He smiled cheekily, his eyes disappearing just the slightest and making your heart flutter with excitement. “Let us have a seat and chat a little about what kind of dress you'd like.”

Everything went so naturally with him, from sitting down and talking about the event you'd be wearing the dress to, to his hands surrounding your waist, taking your measurements.

“I was thinking of something white, my lady. After all, the goal is to get a certain gentleman to ask for your hand, isn't it?”

“How did you...?”

“Your mother is quite a chatty lady.” You sighed. She certainly had trouble keeping things a secret, the whole town probably already knew by now.

“Then I guess you already know we've known each other since we were kids, well, since I was a kid. He's twelve years older.” You sounded so excited talking about that guy that it made him smile. “Are you married, sir?”

“God, no!” He was quick to explain. “I want to devote myself to work, that's what makes me happy.”

“But imagine yourself, waiting for your beautiful bride at the church, ready to join your lives for what is left of them. Just to think about it gives me goosebumps.” To him, what you'd just said sounded like agony. Dedicating himself to another person for the rest of his life? He’d rather jump off a cliff.

“I just don't think I'm good husband material, that's all.”

As the days passed by, you got to know him better. He’d often tell you about his job, how many dresses he'd confectioned that week, how much money he'd earned, every single little detail of it. He made it sound like a dream, he spoke so passionately about it that you wondered whether you'd ever find something that would make you feel that same way.

“Good morning, my lady.” He kissed your knuckles, a devilish grin extending through his lips as he admired your flustered face. “I’ve got a surprise for you.”

He extended a big, white box with a red velvety ribbon keeping it closed.

“That was fast!” You opened it to reveal a pretty, lacy dress. It was exactly what you’d asked for, but then why did you feel so sad?

“What is it, my lady? Do you not like the dress?”

“No! I love it.” He smiled, pulling out the dress from it’s confinement to let you have a better look at it. It was, indeed, beautiful.

“Would you like to try it on?”

You soon found yourself behind a room divider, slipping the soft dress on. The texture was marvelous, like wearing a cloud. It would definitely draw Johnny’s attention, that’s for sure.

“How do I look?” You stepped out, spinning around to let his critic eyes have a look at his masterpiece. He squinted his eyes as if he wasn’t pleased. “What is it?”

“Your corset.”

“Huh?”

“Truth to be told, I knew this dress wouldn’t work with a traditional corset, so I might have made a special one for the occasion.” You walked to the full body mirror, taking a look at yourself.

“It looks fine to me.”

“You look too innocent, my lady.” You furrowed your eyebrows, eyes connecting with his through your reflections. “This dress wasn’t made to make you look innocent, but to make you look like a sophisticated, upper class woman.”

You went through your options and finally decided to listen to the expert.

“Do you happen to have that corset at the moment?”

“Yes, but the problem is, only I know the right way to adjust it. Would you be okay with me doing that?” You could feel cold sweat running down the back of your neck.

Only your mother and some servants had seen you naked, but never a man. It wasn’t supposed to happen unless the couple was married. However, you felt the urge to accept his proposition.

“A-alright.” He nodded, keeping a straight face as he started undressing you.

He slowly started undoing the ribbon that kept your corset in place. Still in front of the mirror, you could see his concentrated features, not looking at anything but your back. Your mounds were finally liberated, and for a split second, you could see the tailor’s eyes staring at them.

“Raise your arms please.” Was he really not going to do anything? This was the part when the two main characters exchanged a heated session of kisses according to the novels you'd read. But he kept the same stoic face all the time.

“Ten?” This was the very first time you'd called him by his real name, well, his nickname.

He didn't seem bothered by it, concentrated on adjusting your corset.

“Yes, my lady?”

“Am I not attractive?” His hands accidentally tightened the ribbons too much, making you wince.

“Sorry.” He apologized, loosening the piece of clothing. “But why are you asking me this?”

“Well...” You were ashamed to admit it, but your curiosity got the best of you. “Aren’t men supposed to go wild over breasts? At least that's what I heard.” Ten would've never expected such an inappropriate comment from you, though he couldn't say he didn't like that new boldness of yours.

“I guess so.”

“Then why didn't you go wild over mine?”

The room was filled with nothing but silence for a couple of seconds before he finally found an appropriate answer for your question.

“I’ll ask you something first.” you nodded. “If you knew men had a thing for breasts, then why did you let me do this?” You would've liked to say that it was because you deeply trusted him, but you both knew that deep down, it wasn't completely true.

“I don't know.”

“Did you want to seduce me or something like that?” You were about to reply, but his deep laugh interrupted you. “Well, since you answered my question, I shall answer yours.” he finally finished adjusting your corset, placing his hands above the curves of your waist and leaning down to whisper something. “You have the most beautiful breasts I've ever seen. They look round and soft, the perfect size to hold them with my hand. But I can't allow myself to go wild over you, not when you're about to get engaged to someone else.” So the things wrote in novels weren't entirely fantasy, things like that did happen in real life. “Trust me, I wish nothing but to pinch those pretty, perky nipples and have you begging for more. But we can't.”

“Yes, we can.” With a newly found courage, you guided his hands up until they reached your mounds. They did, in fact, fit perfectly between his hands.

“My lady-”

“Y/n.” You held his hands against your warm body. “Please, my name is y/n.”

“Stop playing with fire.” His voice had become lower, hands shaking the slightest under yours.

“I want you to play with me, Ten. Use me, do whatever you want with my body. Alleviate the ache I'm feeling between my legs.” That was his breaking point.

His expert fingers quickly undid the knots, allowing his hungry eyes to have a look at your naked torso.

“Touch me.” he turned you around, so you were directly facing him.

“So greedy.” His hands covered your chest once again, this time with no fabric in between. His palms felt so warm against your skin, you couldn’t help but sight. “Tell me, how does your little cunt feel?”

“I-I’m sorry?” His right hand went down, rubbing circles over your undergarments. Immediate relief washed over your body.

“Do you know what an orgasm is?” You shook your head, gasping as his fingers pinched your hard nub. “It’s the only way to relief the ache you feel here.” He tapped your entrance with his middle finger, feeling your wetness under his digits.

“How can I have one?”

“You’ll have to trust me, alright?” His dominant demeanor had changed to a softer one, kissing your jawline as hands sneaked inside the fabric, a new, pleasant feeling making your legs shake. “How does this feel?”

“Nice.” He retrieved his hand, you whined at the loss of contact. “Hey!”

“Jump.” He instructed, lifting you up with both of his hands below your thighs. He guided you all the way to the nearest wall, your back pressed against the concrete surface. “Sorry for this.” He muttered before ripping your undergarments apart.

Skillfully, he lowered his pants, his hard member springing up. The moment his tip started slipping into your whole, an immense amount of pain made you scream.

“Stop!” Ten frowned, pulling away but still holding you against the wall.

“Have you changed your mind about this?” There was a hint of pain peeking through his voice.

“It hurts a lot.” As if to back up your words, a small tear rolled down your cheek.

“I know, sweetheart. But that's the way it's supposed to be.” If it hurt so much, then why did people do it so often? “You just need to get used to it and it'll start feeling better, I promise.”

“Really?” For you, it didn't make any sense.

“We can stop whenever you want, just give it a try.” You hesitantly nodded, letting him align with your entrance once again. “Deep breaths, darling.”

It was the worst pain you'd ever felt, even worse than that time when you fell off a horse. But just like the tailor had said, that unpleasant feeling was soon replaced with something else...something that made your tummy feel warm.

“You're doing so well.” He praised as if he wasn't the one doing all the hard work while you held onto his shoulders. “How are you feeling?”

“Like I need to pee.” You gasped, letting your head rest against the wall.

“Don't hold it back, darling. It means you're close.” His large hands caressed your sides, holding you tightly.

“Ten...” You whimpered, biting his clothed shoulder to stop yourself from screaming in pleasure. Something inside you exploded, making your body shake in ecstasy.

“Y/n.” You both whispered your names, pleasure taking over your minds.

“May I kiss you?” There was no response from him, his length still pulsating inside you. “If you don't want to that's-”

“Kiss me.” Your lips came closer to each other, barely millimeters away when a loud knock abruptly interrupted the moment.

“Miss y/n, Mr. Seo is here to see you.” Johnny, you'd completely forgotten about him.

“I guess you better get dressed.” He pecked your cheek, setting a fire inside you.

“I'm sorry.” He helped you put on your dress again, smiling at the sight of you trying to stop your and his essence from dripping down your bare thighs.

“Don't be.” Ten fixed your hair, proceeding to gather his stuff before sending a wink in your direction. “I guess I'll see you in a week to help you get dressed...my lady.”

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Unmiss You I Iwaizumi H.

A/N: So, I basically don’t know how it turned out like this... Not proud of this one though, kind of am? It’s honestly confusing. But hey, hope you like it!

Two A.M. At least that was the time that was shown on his phone. He couldn't remember how long since then. Or how it happened. He just knew that he fucked up.

The device rang in his hand, answering quickly, not bothering to check the caller I.D., hoping that it was you, "yeah?"

"Aww, Iwa-chan! That was quick! Did you miss me that much?" He scoffed, throwing the phone on his bed, the call on speaker as he laid back down, his arm draped over his eyes.

"What do you want, Oikawa?" He asked without the usual insult to the setter's name.

"Are you… still thinking about her?" The caller said, careful in his words, "Besides, it's what? Almost three? You're usually not up this early."

"Why do you care?" He huffed as he thought about it. He never did stay up late or woke up early unless it was to give Oikawa the support he needed. But this time it was different, he knew that, and that was because he was waiting for you.

"Geez, of course, I care! You're my best friend! And it's obvious that you're miserable without her." Oikawa could hear shuffling on the other end.

"What do I do then? She won't answer my calls o-or reply back to my messages." Iwaizumi held out a pillow, throwing it across the room in frustration, "Hell, I can't even get a glimpse of her without those crows stopping me!!"

"Maybe… She wants to move on?" It was silent for a few moments as he debated in his mind. Was she really?

"... I hope not. Because wouldn't it be unfair if… she gets to forget everything when all I want is to get her back?" He gripped onto his dark hair, tears threatening to spill, his firm look shattering to pieces, "She's all that I think about after that game. She's in my dreams, within my vision… I could even hear her at times but…"

"But what?" A heavy sigh left Iwaizumi's lips as he succumbed to his thoughts.

"You're right… Maybe, she doesn't want me back. I can't just rewind time to make it right. I can't go back to before I fell for her, to stop myself from meeting her and undo everything because I know that I'll just end up liking her. Loving her." It wasn't like him to act like this.

He was stubborn. He wouldn't stop at anything like a breakup. Instead, he'd do anything to get you back. But, with how he was right now, he doubts that he'd be able to. That's just what was running inside his head. Full of doubt and regret.

"It would have been easier that way…" Oikawa comments, giving out a sigh as well.

"Yeah, no shit. But like you said, maybe she wants to move on. And I just have to live with the fact that you can't easily unmiss a person you so badly miss." Iwaizumi let out a growl of annoyance, hearing noises from the other side of the screen,  "Oi Kusokawa, are you still listening!?!"

"Get up. Out of bed. I'll pick you up in thirty minutes." He had to blink a couple of times, trying to register the words of his friend.

"What do you mean you'll pick me up!? Oi, don't come over or I'll kick your ass!"

"Just do it, will you Hajime?" Iwaizumi mumbles incoherent words to himself, debating whether or not he should. In the end, he gives in.

"Whatever."

Forcing himself out of his bed, he dressed with what he thought was okay looking. A long sleeve grey shirt and ripped jeans, not bothering to look good for something Oikawa had planned for him. It was useless, he thought. A distraction was useless. A knock came as he opened it, the setter eyed his friend from top to bottom.

"You look like shit." Oikawa said as he went in, hands in his pockets.

"Yeah, thanks sherlock." He rolled his eyes, closing the door.

"What's with the outfit? Come on, I'll get you something else." The setter darted towards his room, opening the closet for something the dark-haired male to wear.

"Why are you here, Oikawa? I'm assuming you aren't here just to take my mind off of her." Iwaizumi questioned, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Actually, I asked (y/n) if she could just hear you out. She'll be meeting us at the park." Oikawa admitted, already preparing for the worse.

"YOU DID WHAT!? YOU IDIOT! WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT!?" Hands wrapped around the collar of Oikawa's shirt, face dangerously close and seething with rage.

"Because you're both hurting! See for yourself!" He got out his phone, scrolling through the messages he and two of Karasuno's members had been exchanging, "Both Tobio-chan and that Small Fry has been sending me pictures of her during their practice and she's trying her best to cope, struggling just the same as you."

"Shut up Assikawa!! (y/n)... She doesn't want me back. If she did, we would have fixed our relationship by now." "I lost her because I messed up. And--" Oikawa threw a pair of jeans with an oversized dark blue denim jacket and a grey hoodie.

"Here. Wear this." It was also the same one he wore when they watched the game between Karasuno and Shiratorizawa, "That's what you wore on your first date, right?"

"I… yeah."

"Good. I'm sure she'd like it if you wore that instead. I'll give you ten minutes to freshen up." He left Iwaizumi to get ready, closing the door behind him, "Or at least, as much as you possibly can. Geez, I can't believe you're an emotional wreck!"

Was it okay? Was it okay to see you? Did you hate him? Or did you still care? Was there still a chance for the two of you to get back together? More questions than answers and honestly, he only wanted to know if you'd take him back again.

"Hey, are you really sure she'll be there?" He got out of his room, wearing the clothes Oikawa handed him.

"I'm sure but…" Looking at him up and down again, a smile on his lips. His usual cheerful and outwardly carefree expression was on his face, "Look at my Iwa-chan, all grown up and ready to get his girl back!"

"Shut up! This was your idea!"

"Huh? Does that mean you don't really plan on fixing all of this? Are you giving up?" Iwaizumi choked on nothing, that wasn't his intention. He wasn't giving up. He just didn't know how to.

"That's not…" He was struggling to get his words out.

"Just kidding, Iwa-chan~!" Oikawa received a hit behind the head, one of the usual violent punishments he would get from his best friend, "Gah! What'd you hit me for?!"

"Shut up!"

"Is your vocabulary only limited to that?"

"Shut up!"

The walk towards the meeting place was quiet. He was uneasy. What were you even expecting from him? A sorry? To beg for forgiveness? A hug perhaps? Because he'd be ready to give you anything and everything. Shit, he should have brought that scarf you made for him.

"Huh? She isn't here yet?" Oikawa looked around but you were nowhere to be found.

"I knew it. She hates me." The dark haired male crashed down on a nearby bench.

"Now, don't go all psychic on me Iwaizumi. I was only late." Standing up quickly as if he didn't drown in his sorrows sitting on that wooden seat.

"(y/n)!" The setter greeted, tackling you into a hug.

"Sorry Tooru, did I make you wait?" You asked, pulling away from his hold.

"Nope! We just got here. I had to make sure Iwa got all dressed up instead of coming here only in sweatpants. Or those nasty jeans I saw him wear when I got there." He shuddered when he felt Iwaizumi's glare hitting his back as he raised both of his hands, making his way to the sides, "Well, I'll be way over there before Iwa-chan hits me again!"

"So…" The both of you start, the male clearing his throat when you didn't open your mouth to speak.

"Uh, you go first." He gestured towards you as you shook your head.

"Tooru asked me to listen. Now, talk. I still have to help Kiyoko and Hitoka in handling the boys." Iwaizumi nodded, realizing what little time he had to explain.

"Right." He began, rubbing the back of his head, "Oikawa told me everything… that happened that day.

• • •

You have been meeting up with Oikawa for the past few days now. You planned on surprising him on your third anniversary and with his best friend's help, you knew he'd like it, especially if he and his team win against Shiratorizawa. Well, you want your team to win too, but can't choose which side you'd support so, you decided that whoever wins would avenge the other.

Aoba Johsai lost.

His team lost and you stood there at the balcony crying your tears out, both in frustration and happiness. The latter because of your team and the former for the loss. You excused yourself, looking for any of the third years in the team. And you happen to stumble upon Oikawa.

"Tooru!" You shouted, running towards the setter.

"(y/n)? Shouldn't you be with your team?" He asked, looking around for the crows. Or at least, his little rival other than Ushijima Wakatoshi.

"They'll understand why I left. But most importantly, how are the two of you? How's Hajime?" It was your turn to look for your boyfriend.

"I'm… not sure. Iwa-chan's probably with Mattsun and Makki. The others should be together." You nodded, grasping both of his hands in yours.

"I'm sorry for what happened, you were all really great! I promise we'll beat up Ushiwaka's ass for you two!" You declared, earning a chuckle from him.

"It's fine, (y/n)-chan." Oikawa ruffled your hair once you released his hands before remembering something, "Hey, why don't you give your present to him, I'm sure he'd like it especially when you've been at it for weeks. Isn't it your anniversary today? It'll help him a lot." You hugged the man in front of you, appreciating the help and support he has given you.

"I hope so. Ah well, thanks again for the help Tooru, I really appreciate it. I'm happy that Hajime has a friend like--" You were then cut off by a shout, your name echoing throughout the hall.

"(y/n)!!"

"Hajime! Great timing! I've got something--” You rushed towards him and was about to give him a hug when the look on his face made you stop.

“No. You don’t have to. I can see it perfectly clear.” Iwaizumi said as your brows furrowed.

“What do you mean?” You asked, glancing at the other two third-years behind him who only shrugged.

“What do I mean?! I should have known that you liked Oikawa from the start! We lost the game and the first person you went to find was him!? Unbelievable (y/n), unbelievable!” He bellowed, glaring at the two of you. His eyes were clouded with grief from losing and seeing you with his best friend triggered something he didn't want inside of him.

“W-what? That’s not true. Look, I just managed to bump into him and--” He cut you off again, his hands clenched tightly.

"Yeah okay, blame it on that!"

“Hey Iwaizumi, I think you should calm down a bit.” Hanamaki joined in, placing a hand on the shoulder of their vice-captain.

“Yeah, they were just talking. (y/n) was probably comforting him and asking for you.” Matsukawa added, getting ready to help his best friend if Iwaizumi ever decides to punch away his anger.

“Bullshit! I know what I saw! How do you explain those past few days huh?! I wanted to ask you out before the Interhigh and it so happened that I saw the two of you together. I ignored it because I trusted you!” He held back, not to get him and his team kicked out and bring shame to the school in his final year. Though it was painful, he knew he needed to get rid of it verbally, "If you wanted him then you should have said so from the start! I would have understood. So, I'm letting you go. That's what you want right? To be free from me?!"

"H-hey now, you don't mean that right? Why don't we take a seat a-and we'll talk this out, yeah?" You offered, walking towards him cautiously.

"Talk? You still want to talk?!! I'm done (y/n), okay!? Just leave me alone! I never want to see you ever again!" He lashes out, his emotions controlling every bit of his sanity.

“Idiot! You’re a total idiot!!” You screamed at him, closing your eyes in an attempt to stop the tears from falling. You don't want to let him see how weak he's making you, not in a situation like this.

“How did I become--!!”

“I asked Tooru to help me think up an idea for the gift I wanted to give you for our anniversary. He’s your best friend so I thought it was okay and that he’d be able to keep a secret. But surprise, surprise, you don’t like that kind of thing. You don’t need to be jealous of someone I don’t have feelings for! But hey, I guess you don’t trust me like you say you do!” Shuffling through your bag, you pushed an Aegean hued scarf with Olive colored horizontal lines near the fringe, “Here, take it. Burn it for all I care. We’re done.”

'Did she..? No wait, don't move. I'm sorry..' He thought, he couldn't voice the words out and even if he did, the damage was already done, 'Why can't I…? (y/n) please, let's talk…'

"Goodbye, Haji-- no, Iwaizumi-san…" Saying his last name added salt, tons of it, to the biggest wound ever inflicted on your heart. And on his too.

'I said don't go..! I can't reach you if you do. I can't feel myself, please don't go.' Again, the words wouldn't dare leave his mouth as he was also afraid that he'd say something wrong. He didn't dare blink, wanting to still see your figure within his vision, 'Let me see those hands again, I'll kiss it all better. Just don't leave me…'

"Oi, Oikawa!!" Suddenly he was on the floor with a bruised cheek and an angry setter in front of him, being held back by the other two they were with. He let out a breath he didn't know he was holding.

"I get it that you're like that towards me but (y/n) didn't do anything wrong! She asked me for what you wanted and this is the thanks she gets!?" His grip on his collar was tight as he was still able to get close to him despite being held down by two of their friends, "You saw those bandages on her hands right? Well, she made that scarf all by herself just for you! She did that despite knowing nothing about knitting!"

"I…" He started but, as if you were still there, the words he so wanted to stay retreated back down his throat.

"What!? You what, Iwaizumi!!?" Oikawa snapped, almost on the brink of insanity like how Iwaizumi was before you left, "Got anymore bad things to say about her!?!"

"Zip it, will you?! I know that she didn't do anything wrong! It's just my fucked up and tired self making all the excuses!" He looked down, burying his face in his hands.

"Y-you could still run after her. I'm sure she'd--" One of them said, patting his back.

"She won't. Six years and never did she go against her word once she's made up her mind. It'll take a shit load of convincing but, I doubt she'd want me back." He gave out a huff, walking away until his best friend stopped him.

"Then you've just got to be stubborn like usual and try your best." Oikawa spoke, pumping the depressed Iwaizumi up.

"Huh? Ah, y-yeah…"

• • •

"How long has it been since you last slept?" You asked him, caressing his cheeks with your thumb as he leaned into your touch.

"What?" He blinked a couple of times before sighing, "I slept, maybe for just a few hours before waking up again because every time I close my eyes, that face you gave me that day keeps coming back to me and…"

"And?" He didn't want to tell you but, this would be the chance that he couldn't take hold of on that day.

"And there's this stupid scene that keeps playing in my dreams, during that fight we had, you left and when I saw you again, you were so happy with someone else and that broke me." He wanted to cry but all he could do was ball his fists with his brows furrowed in anger. Anger towards himself and his stupid decisions, "My last words to you that day was to leave me alone. That I never wanted to see you again. But, I was wrong. I still want you here by my side. I still want to see you. I still want to hear your voice every morning after I wake up and every night before I sleep just like before."

"Iwaizumi…" You started but your words just went in one ear and out the other as he continued.

"What I'm saying is, I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I fucked up. That my jealousy got in between the two of us. It was dumb of me and Oikawa's supposed to be the childish one." He chuckled bitterly, mostly to himself. Now that he spoke his mind, it was silly of him to feel that way. To feel, was it inferiority? "I guess I still wasn't used to being the one getting the attention instead of him who's always surrounded by fangirls everywhere. Or believe in the idea of someone who would actually love me and not use me just to get to him."

"Iwaizumi, never in my life was I attracted to him. You know that right? I told you this once before." He held both of your hands, placing the other on his cheek. It was as if he was touch deprived and wanted to make up for the times he was away from you.

"I know. It's just that… letting you go that day was the hardest thing I've ever done. I couldn't even stop you, I just stayed there. I tried, believe me, I tried but I couldn't. I wanted to make you stay. But losing my last game in high school and all my emotions were over the place that it took a toll on me." Iwaizumi admitted. Sighing for who knows how many times now.

"It's okay. I understand." He stared at you, confusion written all over his face.

"No, you don't! I'm not blaming this on my loss. I'm blaming this on myself, for doubting you. You've been loving me so right despite studying in different schools and all I did was hurt you! Days after we broke up, I've been feeding myself these useless reasons not to see you, telling myself that you're mad at me and that you don't need me anymore. I'm sorry. Please hate me…" He was crying, he didn't care anymore if anyone saw him so… vulnerable. You wiped it all away, a smile on your lips.

"Hajime." You started. It was the first time in weeks since he last heard you say his name, "I love you."

"W-what?" These words were the least he expected to come out of your mouth but, he wasn't complaining either.

"You heard me. I love you." You repeated before you giggled, "Sure yeah, you were totally an ass for not listening to me but it doesn't change the fact that I still love you. And I also heard from Tooru that you haven't been like yourself since that day, my fault entirely. I should have thought about what your reaction would be.

"You know… I tried to come up with tons of reasons to just give up, so we both wouldn't have to hurt like this. It would have been easier for both of us. But, I can't. I don't want things to be easy between us. Everything you do makes me fall for you over and over, deeper than the last time. And hearing you say that you still love me, makes me realize that I should have tried even harder." Iwaizumi hugged you tightly, afraid that this was all a dream and was about to wake up. Or was he going soft just for you? Because it was obviously not because of Oikawa.

"So, what do you want to happen to us? What's your call?" You asked looking up at him.

“What’s this? Are you two okay now?” The childish devil on Iwaizumi's shoulder popped in between the two of you, “You are! That’s great! I’ll tell them right now--!”

“You, hanger bastard! I’ll beat you up--” He was about to give Oikawa a piece of his mind when he heard your voice echo in his ear.

“Hanger bastard? What’s with the new insult?” You laughed out loud, the wing spiker smiled, missing the sound, "Where'd you get that?"

"I'll tell you tomorrow, I'm sure Mattsun and Makki want to get a say in this too." He suggested, receiving a nod from you.

"Hey Iwa-chan, you guys don't have to diss me every time you get jealous!!" Iwaizumi scoffed, ignoring the setter.

"Anyways, I'll fetch and take you home after practice. We've got a lot of catching up to do." He offered, intertwining both of your fingers together, “We can even start now, I’ll walk you to Karasuno.”

"I'd like that, Hajime."

I gave you my heart and I don't regret not taking it back. My attention is yours and no one else's from the beginning until the end.