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wench-and-jezebel · 2 years ago

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Dark Angel Reaction: Haven

Jezebel (@typicalopposite) reacts [with occasional asides by Wench (@scripted-downfall)]

[I don't remember this much beyond a) it being one of my favorite s1 eps and b) Ishim being in it. Heads-up. Also, this episode is brought to you by me procrastinating on work and Jezebel eating ice cream… you can see which of us is living the high life :)]

☠️☠️☠️☠️ [NORMAL] That’s what I was wondering [NORMAL PULLING A RHONDA HURLEY???] YESSSS

Poor Logan [I knowwww]

[That was a very malicious gesture with the gas, just saying… She looked like she was gonna set fire to him aksdjf]

MAX! EMPATHY!!! HE JUST GOT STUCK IN A WHEELCHAIR; MAYBE DON’T GET PISSY THAT HE DOESN’T FEEL LIKE GOING HIKING

[Ma'am just wants s'mores; she doesn't care about Logan alskdjf] I sometimes wonder…. Did they not realize how unlikable she would be if they made her so angsty [I think they think this is what being a "tough woman" is… They outright call it "girlpower" later] Ooooof

[Oh, look, Jace's baby]

Also Logan says I didn’t say I was canceling… But… but. You kinda did 🤣🤣🤣

[btw, I knew Ishim from Intelligence before I knew him in Supernatural, which is why I remember him from this despite not having seen that episode when I first watched this season]

NOW HE’S TALKING IN CIRCLES

[I TOLD YOU SHE JUST WANTED S'MORES]

OH NO! The rednecks! [THIS FEELS LIKE THE SPN EP! With the Croatoan virus. Where Dean's looking out the front window at the blockade?] Yeah, strong SPN vibes

Creepy kid [I was just typing that alskdfj] Gotta love it

ITS TONY AND KATE [ALSKDJF WHERE'S THE IGUANA]

This damn kid… The kid’s the iguana

“Gimme my money”

[Technically, Max, you can still get s'mores on an Eyes Only mission]

["Eighteen restless spirits waiting for you to avenge their deaths" Ummmm SPN vibessss! Also. Let's shout about the corrupt cops while the corrupt cops could be listening… GENIUS]

The scene cut whiplash tho

[*aggressively bites marshmallow*]

Creepy kids like… creepy adult

Bitch I just said my aunt’s a doctor

[Ma'am spilling Manticore secrets to a bby :( She gonna get him killed] DOES SHE REALLY? [I don't know… I doubt it, but probably not for lack of trying, I see.]

This kid looks familiar 🤔🤔🤔

[Whyyyy is Logan on his own in Creepy, Creepertown?] Cause he is a strong independent man [Logan. This isn't going well.]

He has arriveddd [Yup!] OH MY GOD HES SO YOUNG [I KNOW.] AND EQUALLY CREEPY

[Oof, My Bloody Valentine vibes tho] ☠️☠️

😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨 aw man look at that… How quickly he noticed something wrong

[Well, at least they didn't pull out Logan's pool skills only for s2 jealousy reasons]

Ninja gf to the rescue! (I thought she didn’t notice at first) [ikr]

SAME, BARTENDER DUDE! that would be me

“How did my screwed-up genetics become about you?” When you made it about him??? [MA'AM, EMPATHY]

I still loveeee her hairrrr… Ack

Who is this kiddddd?

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Wench: I think it was the kinda-surreal, definitely-creepy vibes of this ep that made me remember it so fondly... tbh, it's definitely living up to my memory. Forgot Max was so annoying in it, though, because it was overshadowed by last ep

Jezebel: I swearrr this episode is giving me whiplash… Like, even down to Max’s attitude. She starts on something and it’s like oh, boy, here we go, but then she backpedals, and then goes full bitch again, and then apologizes. And I’m like!! EITHER COMMIT TO BITCHDOM OR STOPPPP BITCHINGGG

Wench: s2 is gonna be funnnnn

Jezebel: *sigh* this show and circles. Also this kid looks so familiar 🤔🤔🤔🤔

Wench: lkjasdflkj you and the kid… Go look him up then!

Jezebel: Idk but he was in an ep of spn too

Wench: Which?

Jezebel: “Party on Garth”

Wench: Huh. No clue but good to know

Jezebel: Lol. And the creepy vibe is amazing and a nice change

Wench: Seee!?!??! I'm telling you, that's why I remembered it. This is my favorite non-ep-17 s1 episode, and that vibe is why.

Jezebel: But yeah I think that’s all I have. Except omg them tipping that wheelchair over pissed me offfffff

Wench: See what I mean, though, by them just. leaving Logan's depression behind?

Jezebel: YESSSS UGH

Wench: Like, it's coming up, but only in a "oh, they're fighting" way. Not a "he just lost something important to him for the second time; he deserves adjustment" way. Definitely not a "he considered ending things last episode" way.

Jezebel: I HATE IT! Like I get that was just a plot point for the episode but tbf that’s not a plot point you should use for just one ep. That’s too heavy and too real.

Wench: And it's an issue that, like, actually affects people? And requires serious work to overcome? It. Bugs me. That it's just a minor thing that gets blurred past. You know what I mean.

Jezebel: Now granted back then shit was different and triggers weren’t concerns in media. But still I fully get it

Wench: Yup. Ready to go on, though?

Jezebel: Yes!

– – –

[Not the tip-over joke. Also… Bruh, why are y'all leaving the door open and unlocked]

They misheard the pulse as the purge

“I don’t know anything.” I just came to yell with you a moment

[Ishim be back] Ishim always be being an asshole [He's decent in Intelligence]

Oh shittttt. Buddy needs the girl to kick his ass again

“Nothing.” Buddy. Why didn’t you wipe your nose

Oooooof plot twisttttttt

[THE GRAVE DIGGING?!!?!? WE ARE IN AN SPN EP! Where's the salt? And the gasoline?]

PLOT TWISSSST

[These people (Max/Logan) be kinda stupid] ☠️☠️☠️ [That was kinda obvious ngl] SPN would have been a very short show had it been these two [Why, 'cause they'd die?] Yes ☠️

[Y'all, seriously? You couldn't clear the environment? MAX HAS SUPER-HEARING; SHE DIDN'T BOTHER TO MENTION THE KID EAVESDROPPING?] ☠️☠️☠️

Ishim’s so smol [asdflkjaldkfj he really do be… He's so short compared to the others 😭] I know! [They're gonna think you're impersonating me with that emoji] ☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️

[ISHIM CONTINUES TO BE SMOL] So smol. So angry [HE'S LIKE HALF THE OTHER DUDE'S HEIGHT ALSKDFJLAKDSJF]

Well shit

Child. You be a child

Creepy bby kid

LOGAN, MOVE THE CHILD AWAY FROM THE WINDOW

[btw, I TOLD you the gas was gonna be used for arson] ☠️☠️☠️

Is this the last time her seizures are this bad? [I think so. I don't remember them coming up again]

Oooof, he ded

This damn show... Bruh… Violent af

[Poor Logan, goodness] WELL SHIT

WELP

SHORT MAN CAN’T GET CLOTHESLINED… But it’ll take out his eyeballs

He favors Willem Dafoe

[Max going: "Appreciate her or I'll steal her; I don't have a mom"] ☠️☠️☠️ but she got a Logan she just doesn’t appreciate him

No. She. Didn’t. [Ma'am. “It’s good to know that when the superhero’s otherwise occupied, the sidekick’s ready to step in.” How is that your definition of a nice thing to say?] This woman-

– – –

Wench: We haven't had JamPony content in agessss :(

Jezebel: I KNOW. AND MORE CLOSING CIRCLES Ackkkkk

Wench: I think those go away in s2? Think? But the intro gets a monologue that... might be worse

Jezebel: ☠️☠️☠️☠️ Ohhhh no spinning baby and angst talk! 😭😭😭 Lord help me

Wench: It's baddddd. But anyway... endpoint!

Jezebel: Just like with the heavy topic of the last ep being pushed under the rug… Max’s seizures just suddenly reappearing only to not be mentioned again…. Will be equally as annoying

Wench: I always wanted them to show up in s2 because other transgenics show up. Other transgenics who likely weren't told about their tryptophan deficiency. And yeah, maybe not all of them have it, but we know the X5s do, so Alec, Biggs, and the other X5s should have had some kind of scene about that imo.

Jezebel: Yeah

Wench: It would have been nice if it made her confront the relative comfort of her life, tbh. Because she at least knows all this stuff about herself and Manticore, whereas the others are literally thrust into the deep end without warning,and all because she decides to take down Manticore and act like she didn't cause any problems. Is it likely? Nah. Would it have been nice? Yeah

Jezebel: Yeah that’s fair!!

Wench: Anyway, go on.

Jezebel: It feels like they either got bored with the seizure storyline. Or it was too much to keep up with on top of the other story lines. But then this being the ep AFTER Logan’s heavy ep… they needed to make him the hero even from the chair… and to do that she had to be down and out.

Wench: I could be wrong about them dropping it, btw. But I don't remember it coming back.

Jezebel: Fair… But it also hasn’t been in like the past 4 eps… or more

Wench: This is true

Jezebel: So yeah it seemed so out of the blue. Also what was the point of these people killing this family? I know they said but I didn’t catch it and I’m like….

Wench: Basically... racism

Jezebel: Ahhhh 💔💔💔💔

Wench: When the Pulse hit, everyone blamed "outsiders.” And that family had gas and food when everyone else didn't. So the townsfolk came to the "obvious" conclusion that they knew what was gonna happen and shored up on supplies ahead of time. Thus, they attacked.

Jezebel: Ahh 💔💔 that’s fucked

Wench: Yeah. I don't think that storyline ever returns either. Other than that, the Pulse basically isn't addressed. They use it as worldbuilding, but don't do much by way of development with it. Again: I think. It's been a bit since I saw these episodes

Jezebel: ☠️☠️☠️☠️ Plot holessss. Gotta love em

Wench: BUT! Plus side! One more episode 'til Ben :) And next episode is OC-heavy

Jezebel: BUT SAD?! ACK!

#dark angel #dark angel reactions #reactions #episode reactions #s01e15 #haven #max guevara #logan cale #jezebel (pr)

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thatpunkmaximoff · 1 year ago

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Story: 5 out of 5 Smut: 2 out of 5

Drop everything and go purchase this book right now!

If you’re a fan of The Originals or True Blood, then you’re gonna LOVE this book. The magic, the forbidden romance, the heartache… ugh, it was so worth it.

I just finished this book and I’m still reeling from the last couple of chapters.

The writing is amazing, the story is great, and I’m looking forward to the inevitable fallout of everyone else finding out about a witch and vampire falling in love. There’s no way it’s over. There’s gotta be so much more to come.

Now onto my rambling thoughts...

* Bastian is giving me Elijah Mikaelson vibes and I’m here for it.

* So a slick and flirty Elijah.. still here for it 😏

* Goddamn. He’s asking a lot of her. That type of magic could really get her into some deep shit.

* Okay, so I don’t like Aunt Violetta. I don’t care how things have been… things need to change. Aster is busting her ass making spells and potions- she deserves most of the cut. Fuck everyone else.

* Oohhhh. She’s gonna help. Get your money and that dick!

* Wait… her powers can be stripped and be killed for treason..? Wtf.

* Okay, can I just hug Cassius?

* Jesus. The tension between these two is intense.

* And awww.. Bastian’s baby talking the cat 🥰

* “Believing in you has been one of the easiest decisions I’ve had to make in the past seventy years. And I’ve made a lot of decisions.” — Okay, I’m done. I’m a Bastian girl.

* Oh, the dance. The tension just keeps building.

* Goddamn. He attacked her because of a memory? Baby, what are you doing!?

* She fucking did it! She made the day-walking potion!! But it has a limit.. 😬

* I’m fucking screaming! The tension between these two is crazy. And then you go and have them both wanting to kiss… she walks away… and he puts on Somebody to Love by Queen. I’m done. Omg.

* THEY FUCKING KISSED!

* AND NOW THEY’VE BONED! I’m just so bummed he can’t bite her after the deed.

* So the potion made him somewhat human enough that he can taste coffee..? What about his sperm 😂

* Goddamn, Bastian. Having a meal in the pool, are we? 😏

* Fuck. Cassius said no to the potion? He’s really giving Finn Mikaelson vibes now.

* Holy shit. They’re gonna give their relationship a go 😨

* So the mom is still pissing me off. They really want her knocked up 😬

* Why are they so fucking adorable 😩

* Oh fuck. Why is Bastian coughing up blood?!

* Goddammit. What they had was so good. Then Bastian got greedy and Aster can’t take anymore chances.

* Holy shit. That bathroom scene 🥵

* I’m calling it right now. The vampire is going to knock up the witch.

* Fuckkkkk. He OD’d on the potion, almost died, and now Cassius is confessing that Bastian has lied this entire time about who turned him? Wtf!?

* “I have a taste for women’s blood, yes. But I have a deep seated love for only one woman. We are magic, you and me.”

* Holy fuck. The Vampire King found out 😨 It was rough with him, now what’s gonna happen when the witches find out?

* NO! Fuck, no! 😭

* Yes. Bring him back! Fuck the rules.

* And two? DOES HE MEAN TO FUCKING HEARTBEATS?! Is she pregnant?!?!?!

* What?! Her mom is on her side? Is she actually fucking decent? All they had to do was sit down and talk 🤦🏻‍♀️

* TWO HEARTBEATS! I was fucking right!!!!

* Please, please, please bring him back.

#the royal street witch #jenna walker #aster wildes #bastian delacroix #fantasy romance #booktok book review #booktok review #book review #vampires #witches #it kind of feels like:#the originals #true blood #the vampire diaries

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dreamwritesimagines · 2 years ago

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okay it’s CMA-

I read the chapter and holy fuck!!!!!!! A (mostly) fluffy chapter!!!! I feel so spoiled lmao but also like I should enjoy this while I can before shit inevitably goes down. I took a few notes while reading so here they are:

(btw I hated taking notes when reading for school but for this it’s like yes I have to write it down otherwise I will forget and I need to express how amazed I am at this part/line/moment or whatever because I need to share that and I cannot contain myself)

Omg a flower that makes you horny????? it’s a “real life” sex pollen lmaoooooooo is this a real thing that they thought???

The aunt thinking that she’ll be able to rest when clover is married… lmao nope I highly doubt it. Or she’ll be that person who is like ‘not my problem anymore haha benedict u sucker’

Anthony knowing Charlie’s favorite flower + clover, the most love blind human being who doesn’t even believe in it, being the first to recognize it >>>>>

I was wondering if benedict would get her the tuberoses and also did he buy them right away????? He had to have asked for them to be delivered to her place presumably so do you think that the shopkeeper was horrified?? Or that he thought it was for her aunt LMFAO??? Also was Anthony there when he bought them?? Was he like ‘Ben why are you buying the horny flowers’ or did he just go with it??? I have SO many questions

Ben making sure she doesn’t have to answer any questions she doesn’t want to🥺😭😭 I love him your honor

What happened to clover to think so poorly of a gift???? Who taught her this??? Who do I have to go murder??? Did someone trick her and that’s why she has no friends from before?? Why does she never mention anyone from her past besides (begrudgingly) her family????

“Any inappropriate urges?” “So many” SCREAMING oh my god that’s so fucking funny. He’s unapologetically horny this is so funny just wait until he’s actually able to do something about it

anyway dream I love love love this chapter!!! I’m glad for the fluff before shit gets real, but I’m sure I’ll be screaming at you when that does happen lmao.

anyway, love u lots❤️❤️

Omg loveeee! I'm so excited for this! 🥰❤️

I love your notes so much😍

Real life sex pollen lmaooo😂 Yesss it is something they thought, or at least some say it is😂 I laughed so hard when I read it, check this out;

During the Victorian era, young unmarried women were forbidden from smelling the tuberose flower because it was believed to have the power to cause spontaneous orgasm. /They were discouraged from smelling it, to prevent awakening erotic urges. / Maidens were prohibited to help in the harvesting process as the lingering smell was so sensual that it could entice the men on the fields

CAN YOU BELIEVE THIS?! 😂

I feel like the aunt won't be able to rest even when Clover is married 😂

Anthony definitely knows Charlotte's favorite flower, he didn't even think hard, he memorized it 😂❤️

Yesss! Absolutely, Benedict bought them right after Clover left the florist 😂 The florist was scandalized but he couldn't say anything because it's Benedict who's buying them, not Clover 😂 Anthony just went along with it but probably rolled his eyes at him 😂

Benedict will be so protective of her 🥰

Clover trusts no one and I doubt she had many friends aside from Josie and her friends ❤️ It was really hard for her back at home and we will see so many signs of how it affected her whole approach to the people 💔 She's not good at accepting gifts, and she thinks Benedict could take it away the moment he saw she likes it ❤️

Let's just say that he will be very...enthusiastic😈❤️

Thank you so much for this darling, I LOVE THIS! ❤️🥰🥰

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1d1195 · 20 days ago

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I would never just leave without at least saying goodbye! I know I’ll probably leave at some point since life happens but I cherish every interaction we’ve had so I wouldn’t just leave you hanging💕

Also hot TA was kinda crazy one day he came in carrying on his bike into lecture and bestie… this man was wearing his button down open and I could see his muscles! I was I freezes up again😭

I’m so glad you are feeling better! Hope that during this break you can rest and get the much needed self care time! I understand how writing series can be a bit discouraging since people do tend to not want to commit for various reasons. I don’t think though that the stories aren’t worth telling. While I do think it can be time consuming and it is a lot of work, I think you’re series have been so amazing and sometimes it’s hard to come up with ways to say how great they are! But of course bestie whatever you decide is what’s best! Plus December has rough so inspo or brain power can be hard!

I’ve never knew that about Massachusetts, that’s so cute! Omg I love apple pies! We don’t really bake(lowkey I could have been a baker but my mom is crazy about the kitchen lol) so we go to this very small town where they make the best pies ever, I die every time lol also kinda crazy your sister almost destroyed your family’s history with pressing flowers 😭(love pressing flowers so I get her lol) also love that you guys have a cookbook! Can’t relate as in everything is done through memory and I was not blessed with that lol

I think at this point basketball bf is just top tier! I’ll definitely be surprised if any new book guys take his place!

This full moon was actually so pretty and it was probably the first clear night we’ve had in a while! -💜

I dread the day I leave tumblr lol. I love it here honestly. I love our interactions so much. It will be tragic. 💕

He so did that on purpose. Men are the worst. Then you're supposed to focus on school? No. Impossible. Some weird form of torture to just look at muscles when you're supposed to be learning.

I do really love baking. I don't think I'm THAT good at it or anything (thinking of Miss Cupcake in Ding) but it's nice and I'm good at following a recipe. I'm def feeling much better. A little lacking in Christmas spirit to be honest now that it's really upon us, but I'm going to do some cleaning as soon as I wrap up these messages so maybe that will help. I will def be finishing The Lottery but I might take a break from writing new series for a while (which is probs good, because not sure I have any ideas for series in mind right now--oh that was a lie, I have like two in my drafts lol. But still). I know I need to not harp on it, but anyway. The third part is scheduled for tomorrow and it's Christmas themed so I am excited about it!

Yes! The woman who invented chocolate chip cookies is actually from a nearby town from me. I think MA has like the coolest history and I'm so nerdy and die-hard about all things MA lol I'm honestly not really a pie person but my aunt used to make us these chocolate pies that were so good I became a pie person.

My sister is a wrecking ball when it comes to her projects.

The moon was super pretty this time around and my kids were only slightly unhinged, God bless, this time around. I think Peach would have loved it! 😉

xoxo

#💜

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maxlarens · 5 months ago

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finally here omfg!!!!!!!!!

"Nope, he's not," she murmured, squeezing the cream onto his hand so he could rub it into his arms. "Mama's not afraid, either. I'm just afraid of what's in the water."

omg so real! exactly! i do not want to be out there if i cant see the bottom!

She wondered what they'd say when they found out she was also dating the grote maat Mister Max that Kevin kept talking about.

😖

I NEED TO MEET WITH LOGAN WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU NEED TO MEET WITH LOGAN MAX!?!

"Oh my god," she gasped. "You're really here?" "I'm really here." And she could hear the gentle smile in his voice.

oh im sick he’s so cute

She laughed and ended the call, hearing the slamming of truck doors. After glancing out at the beach to see her mom and Kevin chasing the waves across the sand, she made her way to the back of the cottage and down to the ground level, squealing softly when Logan wrapped his arms around her and lifted her off the bottom step. "You look so hot," he murmured before giving her a kiss. "It's like ninety degrees out, of course—" "You know what I mean," he groaned, kissing her again as he set her down on the cement.

OH IM SICK HE’S SO CUTE. god i love being able to root for both of them.

Because it sounded so ridiculous, him flying all the way to America to talk to Logan. A conversation that could easily have been done over the phone. Or FaceTime. And yet… He'd wanted to see them. All three of them.

HEHE

"You can change in our room – you can't go on the beach in jeans."

ohhh but he would😭

The top stair creaked, and all three women turned to look at Max.

i can see this SO vividly i love it wtf.

And Max knew it had to happen. That he had to do everything in his power, short of threatening to tear up his own contract, to make what he was about to say come true. "I talked to Christian last night. He's got a good relationship with Laurent, and… Well, I told him you deserve Daniel's spot."

IM SO UNWELL OVER THIS. max thinking of logan. max thinking logan’s a good driver and just needs a chance to develop himself. logan being soft. WAIT LOGAN HUGGING MAX OHH IM ILL. can they kiss now i need them to kiss.

Logan's laugh made the chill, damp room seem warm and bright. "True. But it's like… It feels complete when you're with us. You know what I mean?"

Was this how she felt when Logan looked into her eyes? Breathless and a little shaky and body thrumming with anticipation? Or was she used to it now? Did Logan feel it, too? Or had he gone completely insane in the past three months? He nodded. "Us. Th-the four of us. Or the two of us – I mean. Fuck, I know what I mean. You're not stupid, you know what I mean too."

oh i am fucking screaming and giggling right now!!!!!!!

"Yeah he's alright," Logan said, grinning and throwing an arm around Max's shoulders and squeezing. Oh. She lifted an eyebrow at that and saw Max's cheeks turn pink before he ducked his head again, and decided that was another delayed conversation.

BLUSHING PLEASE. HAIR TUCK WHEN.

Her aunt was less reserved. "So nice of your boyfriend's boyfriend to join us," she said softly.

OH AUNT CAROL HAS CLOCKED IT STRAIGHT AWAY. so good.

"My boyfriend's boyfriend." His cheeks turned pink. "I'm not… He's… It's not that."

omg i got so caught up in the last part that i forgot to even say anything. but AHH fuckk i am so so so happy and excited to see sarstappen happening with my own two eyes right now. viv u are the best u are soo amazing.

i loved this chapter so much. tender sarstappen becoming boyfriends, the sweetest family dynamics between reader/max/logan AND readers family ugh i just completely adored it. so so excited for more. MWAH MWAH.

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"Ahh." The sigh was accompanied by a happy grin as he leaned back, his eyes closed against the sun.

Y/n snorted on a laugh. "Living the life, huh, doodle bug?" she teased, watching him tuck his arms behind his head.

"Uh huh." Kevin wrinkled his nose when she reached to rub more sunscreen on his face. "When Mister Logan gets here can we go in the water?"

"Of course, you know he promised to take you in." She personally didn't venture far past where the waves broke. At least Kevin was content to play in the sand until Logan came down, which should be soon.

"He's not afraid of the water," Kevin said, sitting up so she could apply sunscreen to his ears and neck.

"Nope, he's not," she murmured, squeezing the cream onto his hand so he could rub it into his arms. "Mama's not afraid, either. I'm just afraid of what's in the water."

Kevin giggled, flopping back on the blanket like a starfish. "Just fishes, mama!"

"Ugh, and jellyfish and seaweed and crabs and—" She shuddered dramatically, smoothing his sun shirt and helping herself to a drink from the cooler before settling back in her beach chair, content to sit under the umbrella and watch the waves.

They'd arrived in North Carolina late the night before. Kevin had invited Logan to the family beach trip and she'd been surprised when he'd said he would love to go, having assumed he wanted to spend the summer break with his own family. And then she'd worried that it was too soon to introduce him to her parents, that it was pushing things into the serious category. And then—

"Jesus christ, y/n, take the boy and have fun."

Ellie's words rang in her mind and she gave her head a little shake. She didn't know why she'd worried. Her family seemed to like him. Her dad and uncle had invited him to go fishing with them after talking to him for five minutes, and they'd taken him down to their favorite shop to get him the gear.

She wondered what they'd say when they found out she was also dating the grote maat Mister Max that Kevin kept talking about.

"Y/n!"

Turning, she saw her mom coming along the boardwalk from the cottage. She half stood, then groaned when she noticed the phone she was carrying. "I'm on vacation," she whined even though her mom couldn't hear her. Next to her, Kevin giggled.

"Might be Aunt Ellie?" he asked, staying on the blanket as she snorted and crossed the sand to meet her mom at the bottom of the steps down the dune.

"Someone named Max keeps calling you," her mom said, handing over the phone.

Frowning, she took the phone and squinted at it in the sunlight. "I should call him back—"

"Go on, I'll sit with Kevin. Your dad just texted me, they're on the way back now." Her mom patted her shoulder and headed across the sand.

Worried that something might be wrong, she jogged up the steps and to the cottage, breathing a sigh as soon as she was inside and could see the screen properly. Seven missed calls, two voicemails. Her heart thudded as she saw his most recent text – Call me please – and she did so immediately, pacing on the screened in porch of the second level.

"What's wrong?" she blurted as soon as the call connected.

Max let out a breath. "Wrong?"

"You've called me seven times."

"Yes. I need directions."

She held her breath and pressed her lips together. It had only been two days and it was so nice to hear his voice, but she couldn't focus on that right now. "Directions."

"Well, an address would be better."

"Do I look like Google maps?" she huffed.

Max laughed. "Didn't you listen to my voicemails or read the texts?"

Muttering a curse, she pulled the phone from her ear and went to her texts.

I need to meet with Logan and don't have his number.

I'm in the States, coming your way. It's important. Call me?

Y/n, where's the beach place? All I know is OBX and I need an address.

"You're coming here?!" she yelped, pressing the phone to her ear again.

"Yes…"

"What's going on? Why do you need to talk to Logan?" she asked.

"I'll explain everything when I get there."

"Is it bad?" She couldn't help but worry.

"No, I promise it's not bad. It's about next year."

Her heart dropped at the thought of next year, because she knew Logan didn't have a seat. But Max said it wasn't bad? Her heart lifted, lodging in her throat. "Do you know something?"

He groaned. "I just landed in… Currituck?"

"Oh my god," she gasped. "You're really here?"

"I'm really here." And she could hear the gentle smile in his voice.

"I'll text you the address." She rubbed a hand over her face. "You scared the shit out of me."

"I'm sorry, schatje."

Just like that, he was forgiven. "I'll see you in a bit."

"Can't wait," he murmured.

Ending the call, she texted him the cottage's address, torn between giddiness and anxiety. Kevin would be so happy. She was so happy. Logan would be—

Logan.

Calling him, she waited for Max's acknowledgment of her text, unable to keep the smile from her face as the thumbs up emoji appeared.

"Hey babe, we're like two minutes away," Logan greeted. He sounded so relaxed and happy it made her heart want to sing.

"Clingy!" her uncle's voice rang out in the background.

Rolling her eyes, she couldn't help but laugh. "I just talked to Max."

"Yeah? He good?"

"Um… He's on his way here."

There was a beat of silence, though she could hear her father and uncle yapping in the background. "Wait, really?" Logan asked. "Why?"

"He said he has to meet with you. He—" She pulled the phone away to glance at the text from Max. "He'll be here in about forty-five minutes. All he said is it's about next year."

"Nothing's happened, has it?" he asked softly.

"He said it isn't bad," she promised, hearing his breath of relief.

"I— Shit, we're here, see you in a sec."

"You look so hot," he murmured before giving her a kiss.

"It's like ninety degrees out, of course—"

"You know what I mean," he groaned, kissing her again as he set her down on the cement.

"Gross," her dad muttered.

Wrinkling her nose, she ignored her father and smiled up at Logan. "Did you get your gear?"

"Yeah, I'll show you later? Gonna change and hit the water with Kev before Max shows up," he murmured. There was worry in his eyes, though, and she squeezed his hand before going back up the stairs and inside to the bedroom they shared, grabbing a hair tie to fix her messy bun. Logan reached around her to put his wallet on the dresser and she saw the hair tie around his wrist, where he'd put it the week before. Every time she saw it she felt the need to hug him and settled for patting his arm for now, smiling when he dropped a kiss to her shoulder.

"He promised it isn't bad," she reminded him as he pulled a pair of board shorts from his suitcase.

"I know, but…" He sighed.

"Babe," she murmured, waiting for him to look at her. "We're on vacation, remember? No stress."

"No stress," he agreed with a nod. "You coming down to the beach?"

She nodded, picking up her phone and setting a timer so she could be on the lookout for Max. "Can't miss Kev's first dip of the summer."

"Your dad pointed out a miniature golf place on the way back," he said as they headed out. "I was thinking we could go one day while we're here? Seems like something Kev would enjoy."

"He'd love that. And maybe hit one of the go-kart tracks?"

Logan's face lit. "They've got karting?"

"Calm down, it's regular people karting," she laughed.

Thanking the driver again, Max shouldered his backpack and glanced warily at the house, trying to decipher where the entrance was. It was built on stilts, two trucks parked beneath the house, two SUVs parked to the side. About to pull out his phone to call y/n, he heard a door slam and looked up, smiling at the sight of her in a bikini leaning over the railing of the porch above.

"You really flew here to see Logan?" she called down and he had to laugh.

Because it sounded so ridiculous, him flying all the way to America to talk to Logan. A conversation that could easily have been done over the phone. Or FaceTime. And yet…

He'd wanted to see them. All three of them.

She was walking to the end of the porch and he finally saw the stairs going up. Even though he was exhausted from the flight and the wait for the second flight and the drive down to her family's vacation home he moved quickly, surprised at how happy he was to see her again even though it had only been a few days.

"Hey," she murmured when they met at the halfway point of the stairs.

"Schatje," he sighed, dropping his suitcase as she wrapped her arms around him. Sunkissed skin was warm beneath his hands and he sighed, breathing in cocoa butter and watermelon. He wished the kiss could have lasted longer and relished every second of it, still awed at each physical touch from her after so many weeks of stolen hugs and lingering kisses.

"Logan's in the water with Kevin," she told him as she led him upstairs and into the house. "You can change in our room – you can't go on the beach in jeans."

He scoffed at that, following her down the hallway and into a bedroom while she told him the cottage had six bedrooms, four bathrooms, a ground level apartment that they only used for storage and laundry, and the upper level was where the living, dining, and kitchen were, along with another bedroom suite and a sun deck.

"Your family owns it?" he asked, setting his backpack down as he glanced around, seeing evidence that she and Logan had spent time in the room. Seeing her nod, he looked around again. "It's quite expensive, isn't it?"

"I don't know the details, my grandparents bought it back in the 1980s… My mom said a few years ago it was assessed at around two million. Why?"

"I didn't know you were rich," he teased.

Her jaw dropped. "We're not!"

"It's not a bad thing, schatje."

"I'm not rich. Neither are my parents. They both work, and they rent this out year-round to pay the taxes and the upkeep and…" She narrowed her eyes and huffed out a breath. "I'm not gonna defend my family against a man who owns his own jet."

Laughing, he reached to unbuckle his belt, hesitating only briefly.

She cleared her throat. "Come on upstairs and I'll introduce you once you've changed? Then we can hit the beach?"

He nodded, waiting until she'd left and closed the door before taking off his jeans. They hadn't been intimate, yet, and he had decided he wasn't going to ask her about it or even mention it. Their relationship was far from traditional, far from anything he'd ever experienced. They'd agreed to keep things as private and almost secretive as possible because he was still worried she could lose her job, and though he wanted to be open about it, to casually mention on a stream or in a conversation – can't make it, going to dinner with y/n – he found he didn't mind holding it close. The only people that knew were Logan, y/n, and himself. And Kevin, because even before he'd admitted to himself that he wanted to be more than just friends with her the boy had pointedly said—

"You like mama."

If only Kevin knew the half of it.

After changing he made his way upstairs, hearing y/n's voice along with others. The stairwell led into a large open living area and he paused, enjoying the familial scene of y/n stirring something in a pot while a woman who looked like a slightly older version of her sat on a stool at the counter, writing something down. Another woman was sitting next to her, pointing out things in a grocery store sales paper.

The top stair creaked, and all three women turned to look at Max.

"Oh hello," the woman writing gave him a warm smile as she set the pen down and slid off the stool. "You must be Max."

"Yeah, that's me," he greeted, glancing at y/n.

Y/n put the lid on the pot and walked over and made the introductions. Max couldn't help but notice she'd put an oversized shirt on over her bikini and so he kept his expression neutral, understanding without her telling him that her family was unaware they were more than just friends.

"We're so happy to have you, Kevin won't shut up about you," y/n's mother said with a grin. "Y/n said you came all this way to talk to Logan?"

"Yes… I won't intrude for long," he began.

"Oh no honey you're not intruding at all. You'll have to stay a few days." She patted his shoulder. "We've got plenty of room."

Max got the feeling that if he tried to decline he'd be ignored so he merely smiled and nodded, thanking her even though she was already walking away, telling y/n's aunt that they would go to the store after she made the bed for him. Glancing to y/n, he rolled his eyes when she merely shrugged.

"Better get you to the beach before she has you staying here the whole summer break," she muttered, leading him through the living area to the open sliding glass door that led out onto a sunny deck. "Mom, we're going to the beach so he can see Logan and Kevin."

"Alright – send me a text if there's anything he can't or won't eat," her mother called after them. "We're gonna get some groceries."

"I'll introduce you to my dad and uncle later, they went down to the pier," y/n assured him, closing the door.

Glancing in the direction she pointed, Max could just make out the pier and nodded, following her down another set of stairs and past an outdoor shower. She pointed out the covered porch on the lower level, mentioning a hot tub then led him along the boardwalk over the dune.

"It's not St. Tropez or the Bahamas," she said as they stood at the top of the steps, both watching Logan lift Kevin above the cresting waves at the shoreline. "But it's…"

Max nodded, lightly brushing her fingers with his. "It's special to you, isn't it?"

"Yeah," she said softly. "It is."

"Then it's beautiful," he said, watching a small wave crash over Kevin, smiling when he heard the boy's delighted squeals.

"Oh, Max," she sighed. He barely caught it before the wind took it away, but he knew he would hold onto the glimmer in her eye for the rest of his life.

"Mister Max!" Kevin shrieked.

He was dripping wet and half covered in sand by the time Max got to him but he scooped him up regardless, grinning as the boy hugged his neck tightly. "I missed you too, kleine maat," he promised. "You're having fun, hm?"

Kevin nodded vigorously, water spraying from his curly hair. "We took the plane and Mister Logan got us ice cream and Mama slept while Mister Logan drived us! And Nana cooked us hot dogs at midnight! And I'm goin' fishin' with Papa and Uncle Mike and Mister Logan!"

"I can't wait to see how many fish you catch." Max hugged him back, nodding when Kevin asked if they could build a sandcastle one day.

"I gotta pee," Kevin announced.

"I told him to go in the water," Logan said with a chuckle, shaking water from his hair.

"Ew." Kevin sounded disgusted and Max grinned, handing him over to his mother.

"C'mon, let's get to the bathroom," she sighed, settling him on her hip before sharing a look with Logan and Max.

"We'll get the stuff, babe," Logan promised.

Max watched her walk back towards the cottage, waiting until they disappeared from his view before turning to Logan. The smile had faded from his face and he sighed. "It's not bad, mate."

"You flew halfway around the world without warning, Max, what am I supposed to think?" Logan sighed harshly. "Did you hear something? I already know Carlos has my spot—"

"It's not about him," he assured, walking with him to the beach chairs and umbrella, wordlessly helping him shake the sand from the towels and stuff them into the bag. "It's Checo."

Logan jerked his head up, brow furrowing as he grabbed the shirt from the back of one of the chairs. "Checo?"

"You can't tell—"

The other man nodded. "A soul, I know."

"His contract renewal is being canceled. It might already be, I haven't checked in with Christian since I landed." He'd been too focused on getting here. On seeing them. Max watched him pull the shirt over his head, smiling faintly at the Red Bull emblem now over his chest.

"Really? I thought…" Logan combed his fingers through his hair.

Shrugging, he watched droplets of seawater trickle down Logan's neck and unconsciously licked his lips. "His performance is lacking. Resting on his laurels, Christian said."

"So who's gonna replace him?" Logan reached to lower the umbrella and Max belatedly pulled a chair over to fold it.

"I don't know. They're thinking Daniel. It's not a hundred percent guaranteed."

"You came out all this way just to tell me this?" Logan looked confused.

"No, I came to tell you that—" Max finally got the chair folded and let it drop onto the sand. "I know Daniel will take the seat. It might not be fully decided, but Christian wants him, I want him, and I know he'll gladly come back to the team."

Logan nodded, adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed. "I'm happy for him. He was great in Red Bull."

"Yeah—"

"What's this gotta do with me?"

The umbrella fell over. "You what?"

"I told him—"

"Do you really think that?" Logan asked softly.

Max rubbed the back of his neck, finally nodding. "Well, yeah. You just need a good team, mate."

Logan smiled. Above the sound of the wind and the waves Max heard his breath stutter and swallowed hard. "I really appreciate it, Max. I don't know what to say."

"You don't have to say anything," he assured him. "I'll message Christian, tell him you're interested. That's all I can do."

"That's more than most people would do for me." Smiling, Logan reached out and Max was being hugged. He faltered at first, not expecting the touch, but quickly recovered, returning the embrace. Logan chuckled, apologizing for being wet.

Max shook his head, finding he didn't mind that the hug lasted longer than it really should have. "It's fine."

"Are you staying?" The question came as they walked back to the cottage.

"Her mum didn't even ask, she just told me I have to stay a few days." Max opened his mouth to apologize for barging in on their time together, but Logan's next words stopped him.

"That's good, mate, we love having you around."

He mulled that over while he followed Logan to the ground level apartment, glancing around at the accumulation of years of family beach time. Floaties, chairs, umbrellas, beach toys. Bins were labeled and stacked in an attempt at organization but it was a bit messy, like a family should be. Handing over the towels when Logan led him into the laundry room, he cleared his throat. "Do you?"

"Huh?"

"Love having me around," he mumbled.

"Well, yeah." Logan gave him a grin, tossing the towels into the washer and peeling off his shirt. "It's like… I don't know, probably sounds weird."

"We're both dating the same woman, mate, can't get weirder than that."

Logan's laugh made the chill, damp room seem warm and bright. "True. But it's like… It feels complete when you're with us. You know what I mean?"

He did but he couldn't bring himself to say it.

"I love being with her. And Kev. They…" Logan paused, pulling a clean towel from the basket on top of the dryer. "They mean the world to me."

Max nodded. He knew that feeling very well. "Then—"

"And you just…" He shrugged, and Max looked away when he reached to take off his wet shorts. "You balance us out, you know?"

"I know," he whispered, waiting until he heard the lid of the washer clang shut before looking back at him, wondering why he was almost disappointed to see the towel wrapped around his hips. "I know what you mean, mate."

"It's weird, huh?"

"Yeah," he murmured. "But I kind of like it."

The words echoed back to him in Logan's voice and his breath caught as their eyes met. Logan looked surprised too and they both stared at one another. Max knew he should say something – anything – but he couldn't think of a thing to say. At least, nothing that would change the subject.

"I need you to get that seat next season. For you. For y/n. For Kevin. For us."

"Us," Logan repeated.

"I know." Barely a whisper. "I just didn't know you felt it, too."

Too. "How long?" he asked softly.

Logan swallowed. "I dunno. Since you started talking to me more. Maybe Montreal, when I could tell you didn't care I wanted to hang out with you and Kev."

He wanted to ask why he hadn't said anything. But he already knew because he hadn't said anything for the same reasons. Logan was bad at talking about his feelings, and Max wasn't much better. Especially feelings like this, that he knew would be ridiculed by some people around them. "It's not… Weird?"

A smile that crinkled his eyes and Max barely heard the words. "Yeah, but I kind of like it."

Her family liked Max. She'd known they would, known his wit and laidback attitude would charm them, not to mention the way he doted on Kevin. Her mother did give her a look when Kevin slipped and called Max Daddy again, but she was able to avoid that possibly awkward conversation by putting away groceries then taking Kevin to the beach to build a sandcastle with Max, then putting him down for a nap and taking a shower and then it was time to start dinner and she slipped away to enjoy a couple drinks up on the sun deck with guys. Her dad talked about fishing and when he mentioned doing one of the deep-sea fishing tours Max voiced an interest. The next thing she knew she was trailing behind the four men back inside, bewildered as they crowded around her uncle's laptop to pull up the website and book a boat at the end of the week.

"As long as you don't mind me staying longer than a couple days," Max said.

"Naw, of course not." This from Uncle Mike. "You're a good kid."

She knew she was grinning like a fool, and it only widened when Max glanced up to smile at her.

"Yeah he's alright," Logan said, grinning and throwing an arm around Max's shoulders and squeezing.

Oh. She lifted an eyebrow at that and saw Max's cheeks turn pink before he ducked his head again, and decided that was another delayed conversation. Finishing her drink, she hummed softly as she carried the bottle to the sink to rinse it before tossing it into the recycling bin and checking the marinara sauce. "I'm gonna go check on Kev," she told her mom, who nodded.

As if summoned, Kevin came shuffling up the stairs, dragging his blanket and stuffed Snoopy along with him. His hair was a wild mess of curls and his cheeks were pink from being in the sun earlier, and when he saw that Max was still there he grinned, ignoring her completely in favor of Max and Logan. She felt her heart turn to mush as the two men spoke gently to him, asking about his nap and if he'd gone potty, was he hungry for dinner, all while Max fixed his blanket and Logan shifted him so he was tucked between them on the couch.

Her mom hummed softly, giving her a smile.

Her aunt was less reserved. "So nice of your boyfriend's boyfriend to join us," she said softly.

"Carol!" her mom squawked, slapping her with a dishtowel.

"Oh like you weren't thinking it," Carol huffed, rolling her eyes. "Mike, the salad."

"Yep, I'm coming – here, finish this reservation for us," Mike said, pushing the laptop to Max. "Use this card."

Y/n pretended not to notice that Max used his own card. Shooed from the kitchen, she joined him and Kevin on the couch when Logan insisted on helping fix the salad. "Deep-sea fishing, huh?"

"I'm not a fisher, but I think it'll be fun, yeah?" He left the laptop open on the confirmation screen, leaning to set it on the coffee table.

"What's dipsy fishing?" Kevin asked.

Max laughed softly, smoothing his unruly curls as he explained. When Kevin said he wanted to go, Max was gentle but firm that he wasn't quite big enough just yet.

When he promised to take him as soon as he was big enough, y/n knew nothing and no one in the world would stop him. Because Max kept his promises.

"Okay," Kevin murmured, giving him a hug before sliding down, saying he was going to pee.

Max leaned back with a soft sigh. "I spoke to Logan."

"Will you tell me?" she asked.

"You'll find out soon enough, but…" He sighed again, and she listened in surprise and fascination as he told her about Checo, about Daniel, about him pushing Christian to suggest Logan for Daniel's vacancy.

"Oh Max," she whispered, touching his arm briefly. She couldn't hug him – aunt Carol might have teased about Max being Logan's boyfriend, but she knew her hugging him would raise questions she wasn't sure she knew the answer to just yet. So she squeezed his arm, knew by the way he nodded that he understood. If he were anyone else she would question his motives, maybe even accuse him of trying to help Logan as a way to impress her, but she knew Max well enough to know he wouldn't stand up for Logan if he didn't believe in him as a driver.

"Don't cry, schatje," he whispered, lightly patting her thigh.

"I won't," she mumbled despite feeling the sting in her eyes.

"Go check on Kevin," he suggested.

She nodded, getting to her feet and heading to the bathroom, knowing it was his way of making sure no one noticed her tears if and when they fell. Her son was just finishing up and she fixed his shorts, dabbing a little of her mom's aloe vera onto his pink cheeks. It pulled her mind off her emotions and she washed her hands, feeling relatively normal when she began setting the table.

Dinner was leisurely and filled with chatter and laughter, Kevin telling his grandparents about the race tracks he'd been to, though his stories revolved around the animals he'd seen as opposed to the actual races. Max and Logan took turns asking her parents questions about themselves and when they both set their forks down to listen to her father talk about growing up on a farm she knew they'd won him over. And when Max insisted he and Logan take care of the dishes she was certain her mom and aunt fell in love a little bit.

After dinner her parents went for a walk on the beach and her aunt and uncle went to a local bar. Kevin was content to watch a movie, still obviously tired from spending most of the day on the beach, and Logan stretched out on the couch with him. She could tell that the jet lag was getting to Max so she went down to move his suitcase and backpack into the bedroom across from the one she and Logan were sharing. He followed her a few moments later, and she looked over her shoulder to see him leaning in the doorway as she turned on the lamp.

"Are you going to tuck me in, too?" he asked with a smile.

She rolled her eyes, smiling as she crossed to him. "Don't you think you're a little too old to be tucked in?"

He scoffed softly, stepping into the room and winding his arm around her waist. "Will you stay with me a bit?"

"Of course."

She sat on the bed, getting comfortable and leaning against the pillows while he undressed to his boxer briefs and pulled on a clean t-shirt. He filled her in on how Jimmy and Sassy were doing then went into the ensuite with his toiletry bag, returning after a couple minutes and practically collapsing onto the bed next to her. She reached to smooth her hand over his head. "Still can't believe you flew fourteen hours for something that could have been a phone call."

Max smiled, idly tracing her knee with one finger, shifting so his head rested in her lap. "It could have been, but…"

She stayed silent, continuing to run her fingers through his short hair. Simply enjoying the quiet moment alone with him. Usually they were strained, a time limit set in place because a million things were waiting to be done. Feeling him relax, she unfolded her legs, smiling when he turned so he could look up at her.

Oh how she adored his eyes. How they could change from crystal clear to the deep of the ocean that was so close to them. She had been so foolish, thinking them just a normal blue, when they held all the shades and hues of the skies and seas that she loved. And the more she looked into them the more she saw the emotions.

They shone with vulnerability right now.

"I've grown used to you being close by," he whispered. "Is it too soon to say that?"

"No, I don't think so," she murmured. "I don't want to think about having to follow a specific timeline in a relationship."

"Figure it out as we go, right?" His smile chased the fear from his eyes.

"Are we figuring it out?" she asked softly, though she thought she knew the answer.

"I think we already did."

There was a soft knock on the door and she sighed at the interruption.

"Yeah?" Max called softly.

The door opened and Logan leaned in, a half-sleep Kevin on his shoulder. "Someone wants to say goodnight."

Y/n began to slide to the edge of the bed as Max sat up. "I'll ta—"

"I've got him, babe, it's okay." Logan brought Kevin over, motioning for her to sit back as he passed Kevin to Max.

Max hummed, and she immediately relaxed. He exchanged goodnights with Kevin and she felt her heart filling with warmth as the boy hugged him tightly, whispering love you before shuffling over to her.

"Goodnight sweetheart," she whispered, hugging him close and peppering his face with kisses. "Love you so much."

"G'night mama, love you." Kevin kissed her cheek then crawled over to Logan.

All she could feel was peace in that moment and she leaned back against the pillows, watching the way Logan held her son. Gently. Protectively.

Lovingly.

He leaned down, giving her a gentle kiss. "I'm gonna go to bed, too. Your dad wants to leave early."

"I'll be in in a little while," she whispered.

"No rush," he promised with a quick smile.

She turned onto her side while he and Max exchanged goodnights, noticing the way Logan hesitated as if he wanted a little something more. She also noticed that Max gave another, softer, goodnight right before Logan turned to leave, and met his gaze when he settled next to her again as the door clicked shut.

"What?" he murmured.

"My boyfriend's boyfriend."

His cheeks turned pink. "I'm not… He's… It's not that."

"I don't know, you did fly halfway around the world to see him," she teased, giggling when he threw his arm over her waist and dragged her close.

"Careful, schatje, you're starting to sound jealous," he murmured against her lips.

"Of my boyfriends dating each other? Never." She felt his arm tighten around her and didn't mind when he pulled her closer.

"Not dating," he breathed.

"Flirting?" She shifted even closer, moaning softly as his leg slid between hers.

The muscles in his thigh twitched and he hummed, his kiss deepening briefly. "Maybe… Is… Is that okay?"

"Figuring it out," she reminded him.

"Figuring it out," he echoed before kissing her again. His hand came up, cradling her jaw as their bodies moved, and she didn't want it to stop, didn't want either of them to pull away. To her relief he didn't. His fingers tangled gently in her hair, his other hand trailing down her side.

She moved, thighs falling open so he could press closer while her hands slipped beneath the hem of his t-shirt, the feel of his skin beneath her fingers exhilarating and comforting as she traced the planes of his back. "Max," she breathed, one hand cupping the back of his head. This was the time when one of them pulled back and she parted her lips to beg him not to.

Then he whispered her name like it was a prayer. A plea.

Nodding, she leaned up for another kiss, body arching into his touch. His fingertips ignited a flame in her skin and she gasped against his lips, sitting up with him, reluctantly breaking the kiss so he could ease her tank top over her head. Eyes locked with his, she carefully pushed his t-shirt up. There was a brief pause once his shirt joined hers on the floor then he was kissing her again.

"You're so fucking beautiful," he mumbled after guiding her down and leaning back to stare at her.

Flushed with desire under his heated gaze, she licked her lips, shivering as his hand swept up her arm. His fingers danced over her collarbone then moved lower and she arched again, nipples hardening before he stroked the curve of her breast. His soft moan was pure sex and she brought her hands up to his neck, eager for his kiss.

He lowered his mouth to her breast instead. Kissing, licking, suckling gently until whines began to claw up her throat. He released her nipple and immediately turned to give the other the same treatment, his fingers lightly pinching and rolling the stiff peak to keep her squirming.

"Max," she gasped, an aching hunger forming deep inside her.

His lips were over hers in an instant, his hands moving to rest lightly at her hips, steadying her. His kiss was almost frenzied, his grip tightening each time she wriggled impatiently, and when her fingers dragged down to the waistband of his boxer briefs he let out a guttural moan. "I was planning to take my time," he mumbled, thumbs lightly stroking her hips before hooking in the band of her shorts.

"We can do that next time."

He groaned, nipping at her bottom lip. Then he was leaning back again, dragging her shorts and panties down, and she watched his tongue dart over his lips while he looked her over. "You really are beautiful, schatje," he whispered, palms brushing up her legs, fingers dancing lightly along her thighs. Her lips parted to speak but all that came out was a gasping moan when he cupped her. He stroked and teased, eyes wild and dark, until she could feel his fingers were slick, until she was trembling, and then—

"Max," she whined, hips pushing upwards and head falling back as his fingers rubbed small circles against her clit. She clutched at his sides, his forearms, and finally gripped the sheets, fingers twisting in the soft cotton while his fingers continued the delicious torment. So caught up in the pleasure, it didn't register that he was moving until he guided one leg over his shoulder. His breath was pure fire, his tongue molten lava replacing his fingers.

She forced her head upright, breath catching in her throat when she was met with his intense gaze. He rubbed and squeezed her thigh, moaning occasionally, his tongue dancing rapidly over her clit. Her last shred of self-control reminded her she couldn't be loud and she clapped a hand over her mouth to muffle her sharp squeal. Her other hand dropped, curling tightly in his hair, and she was rewarded with a low growl from him, his hands splaying on her thighs as his tongue danced faster.

Her eyes widened and she nodded, holding her hand tightly over her mouth as her entire body burned, feeling weak with need. She moaned raggedly against her palm, heart racing in her chest. Pulling away her hand long enough to gasp out a new plea. "Don't stop…"

She felt him smirk and barely turned her head to stifle her sharp squeal with the pillow. Already close, she let her hips rock slowly, trying to focus on all the sensations and not just his tongue. His fingers digging into her thighs. The muscles of his back flexing beneath her foot. The scruff of his beard scraping her sensitive flesh. His breath pouring over her like a steaming waterfall. She squealed again then snatched in a breath and held it, back arching off the bed as she came, the pleasure so intense she could only let out a shaky, whining gasp.

He hummed, his tongue easing slightly, dragging out the delight, and when her body shuddered he slowed, his moan vibrating through her as he gently licked her clean. With a breathless chuckle he pressed kisses to her trembling thighs then crawled up, hands tender on her cheeks.

Y/n murmured his name, cupping his wrists and relishing the moment of tenderness as he stayed over her, the heat of his body calming her shivers. Tasting herself on his lips and tongue, she groaned softly, tongue darting out for a deeper taste while her hands slowly traveled down.

"I don't have a condom," he groaned, dropping his forehead to her shoulder.

She did but they were across the hall, and she knew that if she made that mad dash one of her family members would suddenly appear and ask her what the hell she was doing. Her mind scrambled, fingers frozen just above his boxer briefs then she licked her lips. "I'm on the pill, and you can pull out?"

Max released a questioning hum. "Are you sure?"

"I want – I need you," she breathed.

With a groan he lifted his head, eyes searching hers for a moment before he shifted, hands reaching to help her push his boxer briefs down. His soft hiss as her hand wrapped around his cock was more erotic than any other sound she could imagine in that moment and she hummed encouragingly, exploring the length and girth with her fingers. Until his hand covered hers and he moaned harshly against her lip, "I won't make it inside you if you keep doing that."

A giggle bubbled up her throat, dying on a whine as he settled more firmly between her thighs. His hand trembled slightly over hers then grabbed at her thigh, their breathless gasps mingling as she guided him along her slit. She wanted to draw it out until they were both begging but her desire won out and she moved her hand to his hip, nails digging into his skin as he pressed into her.

"Fuck," she moaned, hips rolling up to meet him.

His eyes were more intense than ever before and she felt the shudder ripple through his body while he kept still for several long seconds. "Y/n…"

It was a delicate mix of longing and need. She returned it with an eager nod, grabbing his shoulders to hold onto him as the slowness and gentleness melted away.

Frantic. Pure lust with dashes of tenderness. Each time her lips parted to make a sound his claimed them, muffling and swallowing each noise. The heat consumed her, and he was there, grounding her with his firm hold, his thrusts steady and unfaltering.

"So good," she gasped, lifting her leg higher against his waist.

"I know, I know," he moaned as he hooked his arm beneath her leg, angling her hips slightly.

The scant change sent the tip of his cock directly over her spot and she threw back her head, nails raking down his back and eliciting a sharp hiss from him. "Yes…"

"Right there, schatje?" he whispered, nuzzling her neck before dragging his lips over her jaw, smearing the sweat beading on her skin.

"Yes," she whined again, turning her head for his kiss. He tasted of sweat and sex and heaven and she whimpered against his tongue as ecstasy grew within her again. She could feel his thrusts falter and clenched around him, teeth sinking gently into his bottom lip. "Gonna come," she gasped, a harsh moan escaping when he suddenly released her leg, his hands fisting in the pillow on either side of her head. He pushed deeper than before, panting against her lips and she screamed into his kiss as the orgasm crashed through her. Her legs wrapped tight around him, pulling him deeper, and as she began to come down from the high he suddenly pulled out, leaving her gasping and missing the fullness. Looking up at him through heavy-lidded eyes as he sat back, she shivered, watching his hand wrap around his length, squeezing and stroking wildly.

"Where do you want it?" he asked in a breathless moan.

Her mind was blank, barely able to remember her own name, but when he released a strained groan she finally found the words. "Stomach," she managed to whisper.

He shifted, hand working fast and urgent and she stared in a haze of awe and longing at the way the muscles of his arm rippled and strained as he released a deep groan that made her tremble. The heat of his release splashed across her stomach in thick bursts.

Panting, she reached for him as soon as the last drops splattered over her hip, leaning up to meet his lips in a breathless kiss. He nearly collapsed over her and she could feel the thrumming of his heart against her breast. She wrapped her arms and legs around him, body craving the heat of his, and held onto him until he moved to slump next to her.

Chuckling, still breathless, his skin flushed and sweaty. He pulled her into his arms, lips bumping her forehead before he leaned away long enough to grab his discarded shirt. "Okay?" he whispered, using the shirt to wipe the cum from her skin.

Y/n hummed, still trembling with the aftershocks as he balled up the shirt and dropped it to the floor. Curling close, she nestled her head in the curve of his shoulder. "Yeah," she murmured. "Better than okay."

Max let out a soft hum. "Better?"

She nodded, her hand sliding to rest over his heart. "Perfect."

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bunneechan-gaming · 5 months ago

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it's like 2:40 am here but i just have to talk about this because OH MY GOD

the latest chapter of Aether Gazer was incredible! this Sasanami arc might be my favorite one so far.

Sekhmet the Lioness. truly the mvp of this chapter i'm so glad i got her at first scan

Izanami and Sekhmet team up was great

the dialogues omg. this game really has the best lines. such amazing storytelling

that long-ass fight with Akika. i'm so relieved i finished it in one try. this and the Crow God fight were so hard though at least with the Crow God, there was a pattern despite the length of the fight. Akika seemed random (or maybe i just truly sucked)

the OMEGA GEAR is insane! it totally rewrote Sekhmet. but then i wonder, if that can happen to her, what if a normal human uses it?? will they gain Modifier powers??? holy shit that was so intense

i expected Sendou to be the new Prime Lord and Izuru to perish. but i feel like Izuru should have answered more to his crimes.

PHEASANT SQUAD. i'm a little disappointed we didn't see what Tsukuyomi thought of Kuramitsuha. i was so waiting for that. but that was a beautiful scene. Tsukuyomi stepping down, Buzenbo being captain, Kuramitsuha becoming a member, and Kuninotokotachi just being herself. i love it.

speaking of Tsukuyomi, a new name was mentioned. Amaterasu is a Sasanami Prime Modifier. i'm curious if Izanami's mother and her are the same person considering Tsukuyomi's reaction. could it also mean Tsukuyomi and Izanami are aunt and niece? not necessarily by blood as Modifiers don't seem to be. Tsukuyomi is looking for her sister and Amaterasu and the owner of Yata no Shinkyou, which belonged to Izanami's mother. i'm gonna assume they're all the same person now.

beautiful ending to an incredible story. the cliffhanger was unexpected because it seemed too soon but i guess we need Verthandi back in action now.

#aether gazer #bun.games

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Okay, okay, okkkkkay!!!!

! So I had to choose my college right?! Well my first choice turned out to be an online (the in-person was in another state) but then the one that I didn't really want to go to (because it's farther away and has snow sometimes but still in state) accepted me. So I did a virtual tour and it turns out that I love it. And after doing some more research into their programs and classes and general schooling life I decided it axtually was the one for me!!! So I accepted their offer! Then I had to fill out the housing application and find a roommate. Well I did it and the first person I say immediately matched up 87% with me... everyone else had like a 20% match with me. So we started talking and I thought we fit together really well. We are similar enough thst would could be really great friends, but different enough that we aren't going to get tired or burnt out on each other! And she is coming in from out of state, but I know where she lives and I know it's a super cool place (not this matters much but still) So we are roommates! But need to still get a dorm room, we'll get that down soon though. I got all my Dr's appointments done for now, the only ones left this month are just like check ins. I finally got my graduation announcements ordered!! They are super cute and awesome!! Last month we had my brothers memorial, the same day as prom and a country concert. It was pretty chill, family only. But I didn't go to prom because I have no friends here lol. I did go to the convert though! It was in the evening, Josh Turner! Which was freaking awesome, then the next day it was Lainey Wilson!!! Best thing ever!! And then a couple days later, I went on a hike to a place where my Poppa put up a plaque in honor of my brother (it's on a rock where my brother would have sat for hours). And then finally my biggest freakin news!! My mom handed me her phone saying I had someone who wanted to talk to me. It was my aunt, she asked me if I was doing anything on April 29... and then. AND THEN...

She tells me we are flying to Georgia to go see TAYLOR SWIFTS ERA TOUR!!!!!!! I couldn't breath for a minute, I thought I was gonna pass out! So now I have to figure that out (but something cool about that is in the 1800s I had a family member who was a murderer right, and his family died... because of him. And we are going to be driving right threw the town where it happened!!! Freaky but awesome!)

Alsooo have you seen Daisy Jones and The Six? Because I just finished it and when I tell you I am obsessed... I mean obsessed!! I don't even know what to do with myself. It was just so good. And I fell in love with one of the characters (the only nonproblematic one)

I love you!! Thank you for letting me do my little happy rant and happy dance 🤠 I feel very giggly and like... well happy!!

bestie that sounds so exciting I'm so glad your time at uni is starting out amazing before you're even officially starting!!

YOU GOT TAYLOR TICKETS AHHHHHHH- I AM BOTH SO EXCITED FOR YOU AND ENTIRELY ENRAGED WITH JEALOUSY FROM THE OTHER SIDE OF THE WORLD BUT OMG I HOPE YOU HAVE THE BEST TIME AND PLEASE SEND ME TONS OF PICS AND VIDS SO THAT I CAN LIVE VICARIOUSLY THROUGH YOU PLEASEEE AND ARE YOU PLANNING TO DO A FUN LITTLE OUTFIT?

I have not seen it yet, I haven't seen anything new for a while lately except for the mandalorian but I really really want to, it's also just not available here yet so I just need to wait for it but honestly good job falling for the good guy, them problematic guys be looking too fine not to fall in love with sometimes

I love you too and I'm so so sorry for only answering now, had such a rough week so I've not been on here much kjsf

#monique replies #grace🪷

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could i hv hcs for buckynat as parents

like how they decide they want kids, adopt them, both of them w babies xx

| natasha x bucky |

warnings: none

a/n: yeah babey

okay so kids are a big BIG deal. especially with the lives nat and bucky have and have had, so this is not a flippant suggestion, right?

WRONG - bucky turns over in bed at five in the morning: nat's half-asleep. he pokes her cheek and says 'you wanna have a baby?'

(she pushes him off the bed and throws his pillow down on top of him once she's gotten over the shock)

okay but then aside from that, the discussion they must have about this child. the measures they must put in place to keep her safe before they even adopt her. the emotions she elicits from the both of them (fierce protection, practically feral. buckynat parents are INTENSE about this child). obviously regular missions are out of the question now: that baby is not going to be left alone for the rest of her life

i feel like nat decides after bucky does. but it’s not like she needs persuading. it’s more like she’s weighing it up with an endpoint already in mind. like she’s trying to repent before she can let herself have one good beautiful thing that she was told she would never deserve and could never handle and that would only confound her ability to function. she just has to convince herself she’s good enough.

and then they get another one. and omg the UNCLES. steve. sam SAM OH MY GOD. tony, but he's not allowed alone with either of the kids until they're at least five. he resents this. RHODEY. clint oh my god clint. him and sam take them to like paintballing and laser quest and archery ranges and teach them such questionable skills - 'you wanna learn how to pick a lock, little romanoff?' cue bucky telling clint he’s banned from their house until the new year (unseriously. bucky loves clint but will never admit it)

the aunts THE AUNTS. sharon's terrible with children but they love her anyway - she's fun to annoy plus she gives them money every time she comes round. maria - you wouldn't think it but she's great with them. she plays with them non stop, allows them to climb her like a tree, disguises healthy food by cutting vegetables into little shapes like stars. she's a blessing. melinda may is the no nonsense but secret softie one and the kids get through to her before too long

okay bucky with a baby. bucky with a goddamn baby. he holds that thing like he's afraid if he squeezes even a little it'll snap in half. he changes the kids when they're little with SO MUCH care and precision. he's slave to their every whim and demand and he LOVES IT. they fall asleep on top of him while he's watching tv. they drool on his chest & he doesn't care. they sit on him and brush his hair. he does the 'here comes the aeroplane' thing with them EVERY. MOUTHFUL. nat rolls her eyes but in reality she finds him too endearing to verbalise it.

bucky barnes father of the year is all I'm saying

natasha is different but no less loving OBVIOUSLY. she’s very serene with the kids when they’re babies, opposite to bucky who is all smiles and babytalk. they fall asleep quicker when nat’s around and as they get older they beg her every night to read to them (because duh her voice) and sometimes she sings as well. when bucky’s cooking she’s playing with them and she makes up the most extravagant and imaginative games

and of course the kids love their ‘aunts’ and ‘uncles’ but they love it best of all when they can go home and sleep it off in nat’s arms with bucky’s cooking wafting through the door and inciting the loveliest dreams (he’s an amazing cook shut up)

*wipes away tears*

#bucky barnes #natasha romanoff #buckynat #natasha romanoff x bucky barnes #winterwidow #fic!#headcanons #hcs for anon #anon cuties

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turtleedovee · 2 years ago

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this excerpt is AMAZING!!!

it’s been a phat minute since i’ve done a live reaction and i miss it so let’s get into it

ok first of all… in the last chapter it didn’t even occur to me that the gang was gonna head to wakanda until i read other people’s live reactions😳

but here we are now!!!!

ooo bucky pov!

oh no wait… bucky nightmare D:

(F/N) tore her eyes away from him, reaching for the hand as it helped her return to her feet.

Wraith stepped from the shadows, tucking her protectively against him as he handed her another pistol.

BUCKY NOOOO ITS NOT REAL PLEASW

sam nooo not you too

sam remember how you trusted nat and she was wrong??? this is EXACTLY like that

i realllly don’t wanna see bucky fall off the believe (f/n) is still good train :(

“Why do my World War Two veterans constantly look like shit?”

it’s the way i busted out laughing at this

i can picture tony’s face while he’s saying this

damn there’s no way tony is gonna snitch on peter to aunt may 😭😭😭

Jump.

We’re not jumping out over the Atlantic.

Lame. You’ve done it before.

That was over the Pacific.

Same difference.

this was also hilarious

it’s the way i also be talking back to the voices in my head like this 😭

i need this unhinged ghost to stop being so damn funny cause we can not be bringing in jack into this mess

respectfully (f/n) what in fucks name are you gonna do when you jump into the middle of the ocean WITH NOWHERE TO GO BECAUSE EVERYRHINF IS MILES AWAY

i’m not saying she couldn’t do it… all i’m saying is that she’d be stupid to try and do it herself

i’m so excited for this wakanda chapter

boone i love your optimism babes but i don’t think squatters rights are a thing in wakanda

especially when these guys can kick your ass off the continent

boone babes i hate to say it but… i think their sunsets might be just a little bit better 😬

oh shit i had no idea we were going in straight AFTER killmonger that changes things i think

cause it’s like… i think t’challa is down to help them out but no way the elders, the queen, or the dora milaje think it’s a good idea to invite the actual DEFINITION of chaos and destruction onto their doorstep

ross and boone has GOT to be my top unexpected besties

boone actually has no chill whatsoever 😭why would he wanna play FRISBEE

“We are on plane full of super soldiers.” The Russian shrugged again, “I’m sure someone can carry him.”

belov please never stop being the hilarious son of bitch that you are

“Tell me someone else is seeing this,” you whispered, watching as the mirage began to fade.

“Oh, I see it,” Boone hummed, nudging you gently, “And I’m really glad you can see it too. I cannot be trippin’ balls right now.”

there’s some very sad implications here but i really don’t wanna think about it because i don’t wanna get more sad

you see even if there was a chance ollie was the one that attacked wakanda there’s NO WAY he would’ve been able to step foot there like GENUINELY

boone and shuri as lab partners would be crazy

omg wait—

WERE ADDING TCHALLA TO THE LIST OF PEOPLE WHO NOW KNOW GHOSTS IDENTITY?!!

gotta say i wasn’t expecting it to be him

“Ghost is a woman?” a familiar voice shouted from behind the Dora Milaje. You winced back, cocking your head to the side before a smile spread across your face and Princess Shuri appeared beside her brother. She looked you over excitedly, “I do not believe in the gods but...Praise be to Bast! Brother—”

shuri is so real for this reaction😭😭😭

i wonder what the dora milaje think of ghost 👀

i honestly did not think novak would be in contact again with ollie

uh oh… they’re talking about jack

it’s the way my anxiety is SPIKING RN

leave him out of this please 😭😭

tchalla calling ghost out is unexpectedly the funniest thing in the world to me

i’m actually so glad that clint is in on ghosts shenanigans

because like wanda is still relatively new to all of this so she’s struggling and steve is a soldier not a spy (see what i did there?!) so they were both STRUGGLING to stay afloat… but CLINT?! homeboy knows what he’s doing i trust him

if he can keep nat from tipping by association i think nat will keep tony from fully tipping

oh god all of this is stressing me OUT

i really like this idea of tchalla and shuri respecting n’jadaka’s name. like yea he was an extremist when it came to his ideals but like he wanted to do good and by using his wakandan name it feels warmer. like he’s not the killer that killmonger was to many

Dark tattoos trailed up his left arm, leading under his shirt before reappearing at the back of his neck.

ok but pause…

JACK HAS TATTOOS??

THIS IS NEWS TO ME

i really need to read thoroughly 😭

i LOVED reading shuri’s thoughts on everyone

Killmonger was just like them after all.

He was trained to destabilize governments, taught to kill without remorse.

They were just like him.

wooooah

cause it’s the way i didn’t even think of this

this is so dope like actually

shuri deducing ollie is wraith and then putting the puzzle pieces in together is *chefs kiss*

bucky needs to meet shuri like asap because his head is full of rocks and i have been saying that since the beginning

ollie being able to walk freely around the tower with mostly everyone not giving a shit is actually terrifying

no wait…

please no…

LEAVE PETER OUT OF THIS PLEASE

omfg no HES JUST A KID

Perhaps… Lagos 2.0. That would get her out of the way, at least, for a while.

there’s actually… no fucking way

this is horrifying

ollie being able to jump from being a psychotic piece of shit to a sympathetic person is sickening

like it’s scary how quickly he was able to play with nats emotions and manipulate her like THAT FAST

Prove what you can do. Show Stark you can handle yourself,” Oliver said, raising his fists in front of him, “Show me what you can do, and I’ll teach you everything she doesn’t know.”

I AM GOING TO THROW UP

it’s so wild to me how ghost can just TURN OFF her pain…

her arguments with herself have me cackling asf

WOAH OK SHES TELLING TCHALLA EVERYTHING

ok but it’s the way this makes perfect sense tho👀

because ok think about it: like yes it’s sad and kinda funny and ironic that she still hasn’t told bucky the truth even tho he knows her better than anyone but i think because of there history… it makes telling him that much more painful. because like it or not he was there during her most painful moments and he was the one taking her to the darkest part of her life. but he was also there as a support, while she was literally being tortured they formed this bond and understanding with one another. so the history of the en ay to loaded and painful for her to tell him everything. but telling tchalla?? practically a stranger???? it’s easier because he’s not coming from a place of chaos and harm, he has made peace with vengeance and with this peace ghost can tell so it makes opening up to him a lot easier than it would be to bucky

Danny laughed again, his breath whispering across your neck as he buried his face there, “I'm not afraid to throw your pretty ass out in the snow.” —

— “You think I'm pretty?” —

— “I think you're beautiful.” —

WOAH DANNY FLASHBACK WOAH

this feels like when movies are like “here’s a never before scene exclusive for our newest project!!” it’s the way the got so excited

i know we’ve read it but reading ghost just summarize her trauma is… so fucking sad

“I love your crazy ass. You can do this. We can do this together. I love you, mi amor.”

brb sobbing—

“I said, I don’t wanna talk, Steve,” he snapped, glaring up at the man before he paused.

“Good thing I’m not Rogers,” Walsh said, standing at the edge of the room with a frown.

OH NO—

I DONT KNOW WHO I EXPECTED BUT IT DEFINITELY WASNT HIM

Out of all of them, he was going to be the one to find her. And, if he was, Bucky wanted to be there too.

“I call the shots,” he said slowly.

Walsh nodded, rising from his chair with a smile, “And I find her.”

Bucky rocked to his feet too, closing the distance between them with a snarl as he grabbed onto Walsh’s collar, “If you hurt her again, I will not hesitate to snap your goddamn neck.”

“Understood.”

OMG NO WAIT—

THIS IS SCARY AS FUCK

omg no that’s the end

god PLZ—

omg this is so long i am so sorry but this chapter was so so good and it’s the way i had literally no clue that they were headed to wakanda until i read other people’s live reactions 😭

anyways i love it when you break my heart darke i hope you keep doing it 🫶🏼

CHAPTER 85: WAR DOGS

To all my live reactors,

Please, please, please, hide your reactions under a Read More cut. I don’t want any spoilers floating around.

To all my Anonymous Avengers,

If you want to react in my asks, feel free. However, I won’t be answering any of them until at least Wednesday if they contain spoilers.

Thank you,

Darke

┍━━━━━━━━ ★ ━━━━━━━━┑

And, for a moment, a weight was lifted off your shoulders.

For a moment, the air was still.

For a moment, you felt the peace he’d told you about.

The stillness, the clarity, the calm.

The King broke the silence after a moment, “We have a saying here: Rain beats the panther’s skin but it does not wash out the spots.”

You glanced up at him, with a deadpan, “No matter how hard I try, I can’t escape who I am?”

“Something like that.”

“That is not helpful, your Highness.”

T’Challa chuckled, looking you over carefully before reaching over to wipe a stray tear that ran down your cheek, “You have to accept yourself. That is what I mean.”

┕━━━━━━━━ ★ ━━━━━━━━┙

» CHAPTER 85: WAR DOGS

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#live reaction #bs:u #battle scarred aftermath

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cipheress-to-k-pop · 3 years ago

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Stark!reader dating peter and being a mom friend to web warriors. Peter being awestruck how she does it, one asks her "what's the secret?" and she nonchalantly replies "avengers r much worse and practically grew up in tower so it was easy catching some tricks"😆

p.s. its alright if u dont wanna write it... Ans it as a concept discussion thingy 😄

I was thinking about writing a fic about this but I think I'm still a little out of it so I'd rather just discuss it as a concept

I feel like stark!reader would just be so used to being waited on by literally everyone in her entire life. I mean, no surprise there, she's constantly around people who are twice her age so the avengers really dote on her and she's also incredibly rich so she's never had to lift a finger her entire life.

when she begins dating peter, she isn't really the stereotypical "mom" friend. like not as nurturing and warm and apple pies and fresh cookies type, uk? She's more of a 'omg my precious baby boy pete looks like he hasn't slept in ages? darling come lie down here while i book a flight to bali because you need some tlc'

she's always been on the receiving end of endless care from numerous people so she KNOWS how to take care of other people even though it might not be as "warm" as one might expect

kind of radiates rich wine aunt energy

so when she sees a bunch of spiders who all kind of remind her of her precious boyfriend, she's like okay must protect all of them

peter is a little threatened with how much she ends up liking ben but she insists that it's because ben reminds her of her dad

okay i just realized that ive been writing this in the 3rd pov so ill just switch to 2nd from here on out

you love taking care of the boys, fancy brunch parties where they just need to unwind, inviting them to the tower so they can have a well rested night in one of your many guest rooms because you're sure that sleeping on those dorm beds must be hurting their backs

your peter sleeps in your bed tho hehe

since you're not a spider, you doesn't really get mixed up between them and stick out like a sore thumb

this really helps when they're in a middle of an argument because usually you're able to just calm things down when they're all just yelling at each others faces with absolutely no comprehension going on

(ooof just got a flashback from the 10th grade where i was yelling at my classmates because i got all worked up for an assembly and my friend starting yelling at me to stop yelling. i got humbled real fast)

i mean it isn't really too bad compared to what you have to go through back home

with tony being stubborn as an ass

natasha threatening everyone and anyone

steve being petty and also stubborn

bucky just staring at everyone which makes the atmosphere a little more tense and you don't really know why

and then everyone is just yelling and spitting everywhere and you don't even know how bruce the pacifist managed to get dragged into this

and why is thor even yelling? the man has no idea what even is going on right now?

and you're just sitting uncomfortably between all of them because you made the mistake of trying to get an apple juice in the middle of their argument and then you're dad asked you for your 'opinion' and every time you tried to excuse yourself he'd say 'no no sit back down we wanna hear an unbiased opinion'

yep

the spiders are like tiny toddlers compared to them

you've gotten pretty used to tuning them out

but every once in a while when you're already out of fucks or when they're arguing about something that's actually important or involving you

and amadeus is tap dancing on your last nerve because he's refusing to listen and reminding you of your dad to a tee when he's being obnoxious

it is during those moments they see hell right before them when you slam your hands against the table and yell 'ENOUGH'

you could here a needle drop at that point

and everyone is in their seats obediently, staring at their laps like 'yes ma'am'

peter is always amazed and like 'wow you should be mediator for our arguments'

and then immediately takes his words back when you turn to him with a glare that could kill loki permanently

'or maybe not'

#thanks for the ask!#peter parker x reader #peter parker headcanon #peter parker #peter parker x stark!daughter #peter parker x stark!reader #peter parker drabble #avengers headcanons

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euphoniumpets · 3 years ago

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How I Met Your Mother | Shang Chi x reader

Summary: Where Shang Chi is telling how he met his wife to their kids.

Pairing: Shang Chi x reader

Warnings: None, i guess?

Request: OMG i’m obsessed with Shang Chi. Could you do a fic where the reader has nature powers (or something else) and Shang Chi is just very amazed by it?

A/n: thank you y'all for feeding me some shang chi fics 🥰. (couldn't find the clip where his aunt tried to teach him on how to defeat his father the fight scene so this is somewhat the scene). also, considering to write a part two of this fic? comment if you would like a part two!

old masterlist | request | navi

Sitting on the couch with his kids staring at him with a bored expression on their faces, Shang-Chi wanted to tell them about how he met you. Thinking of it was a way of bonding time with his children while you were at work.

''So, dad, how did you met mom?'' His daughter asked as he smiled towards her.

''Well, let's start with when Aunt Katy and I was on our way towards Ta Lo,'' He began before his son interrupted. ''Is this any of this story real? I mean, come on, dragons? Evil villains? Mom having, what, superpowers and you saving the world?'' He asked him.

''It's only real if you start believing in it,'' He began telling them the story.

Shang-Chi could remeber the day when he met you in Ta Lo. You had been born there and it was the only home you knew of. Your powers came from your mother and ever since in your family generation had it passed on to their son or daughters.

People that was born with nature powers was the protecter of the village. Your mother knew Shang-Chi's mother, hell, they were best friends before she decided to sacrife her powers for love. You didn't understood why when you were younger, or even when you were older, but when you met Shang-Chi, you understood it now.

Meeting him was first when people would describe it as seeing color for the first time.

Staring towards the young kids that were trying to learn on how to fight, you felt another gaze on you. Turning your head, you were met with Shang-chi's eyes as he stood next towards his aunt. A blush crept to your cheeks when you noticed him staring at you.

''Alright, good job,'' You told them in your native laungage. ''Y/n!'' You heard your name when you turned around and saw his aunt gesturing to follow them. You furrowed your brows when you walked towards them. ''Yes?'' You asked her as soon you approached them.

''Shang-chi here needs to practice his fighting skills, and I assume that you can teach him for a while?'' She asked you as you widened your eyes. ''I, uh...'' You stuttered.

''What about the kids?'' You asked as she smiled softly. ''Don't worry, I will take care of him,'' She responded as you nodded.

''Well, come on mister,'' You told him as he followed behind.

''My aunt introduced me to her before she taught me on how to defeat your uncle,'' He replied.

''Did she beat you?'' His son asked.

''What?'' Shang chi responded. ''Did she beat you? You know when she ''helped' you fight?'' Shang-Chi rolled his eyes towards his son. The door opened into their apartment when they saw you coming inside. ''Mom!'' The kids greeted you as you went towards your husband and kissed him before you greeted the kids.

''Hey,'' You replied when you saw him. ''What are you guys doing?''

''Dad's telling us on how he met you and how you beat his ass,'' Your daughter told you as he looked at them offended. ''Hey!'' You chuckled towards them. ''I did beat his ass,'' You told them as they looked at Shang Chi. ''Okay, let's moving on with the story,''

''So, want to tell me why you want to take your old man down?'' You questioned as you began to take a pose. ''You already know, he's blinded by grief and thinks that our mom is stuck inside of the dark hold,'' He informed you as you looked at him. ''I knew your mother, when I was a child, but if you want to know how she defeated your father when she met him...'' You trailed off as you walked behind him.

He turned his head as he felt you behind him as you released and calmed his gesture down. ''Your father's technique is based off pain and strife,'' You told him as you could see him visible calm at your presence. You walked around as you faced him before you started to lunge at him.

If anyone would see how the two of you would fight, it was more like a dance. Letting out a grunt when you felt him kick on your stomach, you felt the wind breeze around you before you threw a punch. You tried to flip him over, but he caught you in time as he threw you on the ground.

You flipped your self over to your feet before your waved your arms around you. You could feel him staring at you when you feel the nature surrounding you. His eyes widened towards you when he could see the wind circle around you before he felt himself knocking down on the ground.

You smiled softly at him when you heard him letting out a grunt. Reaching out your hand, he looked at you before he grabbed it as you helped him get off from the ground. ''You have a battle inside of you, Shang-Chi,'' You began to tell him as he looked into your eyes. ''You need to fight it before it destroys you,'' You replied to him before you walked away as you could feel him staring at you from behind, leaving himself with his thoughts.

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feysandfeels · 2 years ago

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guess who’s baaaaaaaaack (at least to do this... did they already published one for umm Commander Rot and Lauren (?) auren (?).. if so then I will do that too)

✌🏼 Here’s hoping someone tells Emilia the truth for once ✌🏼

1. Emilia deciding to procrastinate processing her sister’s (RAT) betrayal by having sex with Wrath….. I can’t, in good faith, say I wouldn’t do the same. You’re doing amazing sweety!

2. “It was as if the realm itself wanted us to finally … be together”. Fuck. You want to say “fuck”. Cowards all of the people involved in forbidding this sentence to go with fuck

3. Ay yess Wrath she chooses you. Weren’t you paying attention??? She wants you. i want you. we all want you

4. PATIENCE MY PROVE WORTHWHILE RIGHT NOW? Oh FUCK NO. Enough. ENOUGH. You blueballed us for a whole ass book. No. NO. I refuse to take this ABUSEEEEEEE.

5. Omg omg jajajajajajajajajajajaja who cockblocked them? Jajajajajajajajajajajajajaj nooooooo jajajajajajaja and they were naked jajajajajajajaj getting started HAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAHAHAHAHAHAHA also also also I fucking knew Kerri Maniscalco would do something like this the second she ended KotC with them waiting to fuck. V coward me thinks.

6. Emilia, my love, this isn’t an illusion or a memory… this is very clearly your reality. Try not being so slow my love, otherwise you will not survive this book.

7. wait... is this the last book? nooo no. Is it? nooo noo nooooo noo no no. C’mon no. no. no no no. another one? no? it was four books..

8. FUCK VITTORIA FOR EVERYTHING SHE PUT EMILIA THROUGH. But like what was the reason of abducting her when she is star naked... like c’mon.. let her have sex and the abduct her to have the most pointless conversation ever. Like that literally could have been an email.

9. Also that werewolf dude... baby chill you are irrelevant. Sit down.

10. I’m calling it now, Vittoria and Emilia are #TheFeared. But also like... what the fck did Nonna do to you Vittoria?? but yeah.. Nonna is v sus, she’s the one who like locked Claudia’s aunt, Carolina in that realm... no? well that’s me theory.

11. PrinceWitch’s love language is bodies of water and food. I have proof. I am not wrong.

12. Also... kinda turned on when Wrath said literally punched between realms to get to Emilia... kinda hot.

13. Vittoria is the worst and all but her plan did make of Emilia the kind of person who will suck her fiance in public... so like... listen.. all I’m saying is...maybe it had points.. or like you know worth a discussion at least.

14.ALSO ALSO ALSO, Sloth, baby, I kinda claim you. Yes. Sexy that you read all those books and are so well educated in very specific things. Mysterious. Committed to learning. Private. I like that. He’s mine.

15. This whole exchange between the brothers was pure gold. I love this familial dynamic.

16. Emilia has a heart of gold still defending Vittoria after she very clearly killed Greed’s lover.. like listen I expect only the worse of Vittoria so like I will agree that it points to her and Emilia is like grasping at straws saying that someone could be framing her... But Emilia my girl that sisterhood bond...you are a treasure. I too would also defend my traitorous sister like that.

17 Greed: “or the monstrosity your intended calls sister”

Wrath: Family, am I right?

OH MY GOD BABY WRATH OH MY GOD HAHAHAHAAH Emilia is not going to have sex with you after this

THE DRAMA

OH IF SOMEONE IS FOUND HARBOURING HER THEY WILL BE EXECUTED

OH SHIT BUT EMILIA IS NOT AN OFFICIAL MEMBER.. MY MAN TRULY SAID NO TO SEX FOR VITTORIA’S SAKE.

VITTORIA YOU ARE THE BANE OF MY EXISTENCE.

18. Kinda love this whole “she is a traitor, but she is my traitor” narrative because like.. let me get real with you for a second, I think we all have that one person for whom we would literally set the world on fire and sort of turn a blind-eye to their errors, even when they hurst us it’s nothing but instinct to still protect them. I love it when narratives choose this... like bucky and steve... you know before Steve said fuck you to character development and logic and went back in time to destroy a marriage

19. Is Emilia going to seduce one of the brothers??? Emilia is going to seduce one the brothers.

Full disrespect to anyone there but how the fuck do you actually buy into Emilia’s plan? Have you not seen how in love she is with Wrath? like c’mon hahahah you deserve whatever you have coming

Also Wrath... baby this is clearly the game... like she’s faking it. Wrath don’t be an idiot. IDK but like I feel this anger is like meh?? like c’mon don’t be ridiculous. And yes he was supposed to make a scene... but like from narration idk if he’s faking it or actually feeling it.

20. Fuck off Devon hahahahaah

21. This scene in Greed’s court is basically a Court of Nightmares ACOMAF fanfic like yeah 100% Kerri read that and went ... oh but I can make it fanfic unhinged

22. Also like...how do we feel about him throwing her over his shoulder and carrying her away. Like that is hardly a dignified position so ... like and the way it exposes you... like not for me, but I am willing to be convinced.

23. “my general” aaaaaay epa Emilia quien te viera amiga

24. All I’m saying Emilia is, now that you are fully fucking Wrath without shame and giving in into your sexuality and passion and body and love all of that with Wrath, was it really bad that Vittoria set all these events in motion? Like I’m just saying

25. the “tell me I am your favorite sin” WILL NEVER NOT SLAP. NEVER NOT A BOP.

26.But the goddess curse me is just eh

27. The fact that Emilia always gets her visions when she is fucking Wrath jijij very Penny Dreadful of her. Like imagine the power of his sexual force that that is the thing that breaks the memory curse or whatever it is that doesn’t permit them to remember.

28. Epaaaa! Fuck buddies tattos (the soulmate version)

29. Okay so Vittoria’s lavender eyes is because she is now her true self or whatever and in doing whatever ritual she did that make her seem like she was dead was to reveal her true form... yes? valid theory? no? maybe so?

30. And Emilia unleashed her power and true self ... by.... having... sex with Wrath. Both equally valid experiences.

31. okay.. but majesty of what? like goddess of like fury? ...... ummmmmmmm okay. Is she still like the feared? umm okay then she is just a goddess. I mean cool yes... but I was expecting more? like maybe one of the figures we had been discussing within the lore of the book? maybe the daughter of the crone or something like that... not some random goddess figure we had never mentioned beyond her prayers..but that was never meant to seem as an actual figure.

32. Okay so all of the memories of her human life we fabricated by her.... Nonna ??? in order to trap them??? and make her believe she was just a random ass witch. Or did they, whoever they is, destroy the twins immortal bodies and were reincarnated into “witch” babies... and that’s why we still saw them as babies or well eight year old

33. DAAAAAAMN Vittoria being the goddess of death. That’s way more badass. Sorry Emilia.

34. Is Vittoria, Pride’s long dead bride?

35. Emilia not believing deaths because of how Vittoria faked her own has the same energy as all of us GoT fans who would not believe a character was truly gone until we literally saw the head roll and the body burnt.. and I can’t blame her for that. V smart me things

36. “run for our fortress” essentially is the “run for our home”... ayyyy how sweet.

37. The “if you think I will leave you” trope WILL NEVER NOT BE A BOP.

38. HOLY FUCK DID VITTORIA JUST KILLED THAT WOLF BOY?

39.DID SHE KILL THOSE GIRLS TOO? UNHINGED BESTIE WHY? WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG? LIKE WHYYYY I CAN GET BEHING PURE CHAOTIC EVIL BUT LIKE GIVE ME A REASON

40. “we are the feared” I KNEW IT I FUCKING KNEW IT.

41. see, I know that being goddess of fury is like badass and all that, but in my head it literally looks like this

she should have been the goddess of vengeance. Now that is fucking badass.

42. Vittoria literally created chaos and then bailed... and as much as I think she is a rat.. like I can’t help but respect that.

43. Fuck Wrath is hurt fuck fuck fuck. But oh I do love these types of scenes like the lover distracted taking care of his beloved or reuniting with them after battle and then someone stabbing them or like an arrow or whatever.. those cold seconds of the realization.. ufff damn good drama.

44. Honestly though Vittoria is dumb as fuck because I’m 100% sure that if she had explained her plan when they were both human, Emilia would have worked with her.... never summoned Wrath and would have never fallen in love with him. Like bestie plan better.

45. emilia setting everyone on fire

46. oh my god Vittoria is insane! Jesus girl calm the fuck down! there are better ways to like idk trigger your sister’s powers. What the fuck dude! SHE IS SO INFURIATING AND ANNOYING SOMEONE NEEDS TO LIKE PUT A LEASH ON THAT DEGENERATE RAT. WHAT THE FUCK SHE IS SO UNHINGED

47. What the fuck is greed doing here.. or is it envy? wait it’s envy. He’s such a slut for Vittoria hahahah what a looser. Did Vittoria really locked Emilia with Envy? bestie don’t you have enough budget for two cells?

#KotF #KotF spoilers #Kingdom of the Feared #Kingdom of the Cursed #KotC #KotW #Kingdom of the Wicked #Luisa reads #Luisa reads KotF #PrinceWitch #Emilia di Carlo #Prince Wrath

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dreamwritesimagines · 2 years ago

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Dream my love!! The latest chapter was soo so good! I can't wait to see how the rest of the series goes! One of my favorite parts is when clover the embodiment of a cat that thrives on chaos grouching at Benedict for running into him and this poor golden retriever of a man is just so confused like "this is my house why are you scolding me?". We need to protect this man at all costs even though he was gonna get a little ✨️spicy✨️ with the other girl in that room. Benedict good sir you're only supposed to get ✨️spicy✨️ with miss clover. But alas we are not there yet. Also, clover and her little brother Teddy melt my heart. I'm dying to see how Benedict interacts with him, since he's used to kids because of his siblings he's gonna be good with Clover's brother. Also clovers aunt and uncle? I love them like I will fight anyone who tries to hurt them. On the other hand, imma throw hands with clovers parents. Here's to hoping they didn't pass down ✨️relationship issues✨️to Clover. And just clover shutting down the gossiping hens of the ton was fantastic. And the whole of her frowning being contagious is amazing. (Here are some musical references) I feel like clover has the beauty and desire of Christine Diaee, the sarcasm, wit of Veronica lodge, the bite and ✨️bad bitch energy✨️ of Heather chandler.

Overall I'm excited to see we see the ✨️Dimond in the rough of the ton✨️ and how she survives this social season and the disease shes deemed love to be.

Omg darliiiing hi! 🥰❤

Lolll oh I'm so happy to hear that you liked that scene of Clover grouching at him and Benedict being so so confused 😂 Clover meant what she said earlier in that drawing room, she's not interested in being nice and only like a couple of minutes later she gave Benedict attitude in his own houseeee😂

Oh they will get pretty spicyyyy😈😏

I actually think Teddy will adore Benedict! ❤ And what he thinks means so much to Clover❤❤ And Benedict will be so good with Teddy! ❤

Clover's parents messed her up so badly and we will see how her home life influenced the way she sees relationships and life in general really soon 😱

AAAAAA I LOVE THOSE CHARACTER PARALLELS SO MUCH?!😍

Wait wait wait-

"Diamond in the rough of the ton" , YOU ARE A GENIUS?! 😱😍 This is such a great way of describing her, can I use this phrase in the story?! 😍❤ It's soooo good! 😍❤

Thank you so much for this darling, you're amazing! ❤❤❤

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angelsxbelle · 4 years ago

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growing up in love with you.

w/ oikawa, kuroo, and daichi

helloooo my beautiful beans:) i’m here to feed you with some more hurt comfort headcanons/scenarios since we’re all lonely and in love with anime boys :’)))

likes and reblogs are very appreciated!!!

genre: fluff and angst, hurt comfort, slice of life

pairings: oikawa x reader, daichi x reader, kuroo x reader x fem! reader

listen to: line without a hook, ricky montgomery

@moonhere i’m pretty sure this was your request with oikawa i’m so sorry this took so long omg

note: takes place during timeskip so beware of spoilers!!

warnings: mentions of violence, mentions of female anatomy and pronouns

oikawa, TOORU

oikawa tooru appears to have his life together on the outside, but in his mind he still feels like he’ll never be enough

in your relationship, he’s worked impossibly hard to better himself to the point where he’s not insecure which would cause a strain on the both of you, but he still has moments where he lets himself become consumed in his own thoughts

being with you has been possibly the best thing ever to happen to him, but at the same time he’s still terrified of losing you

when his worries start to consume him again, he can’t stop obsessively worrying over the possibility that you’ll find someone better than him, that you deserve someone better than him

oikawa can sometimes hide his insecurities by acting cocky, but you’ve gotten good at reading him so you can easily tell when he’s feeling insecure or unsure of himself

so when it springs up that you’ve been invited to your cousin’s wedding along with a plus one, he’s more than happy to accompany you as he loves fancy events like weddings

you make the preparations together, he helps you pick out a gift for the couple while you go shopping for a new dress to wear

overall, you’re both excited to make the journey back to your hometown to watch your cousin make his marriage official, you both know the ceremony will probably be amazing, as well as the festivities after

when you get there, you’re both immediately swarmed by relatives, exclaiming how excited they are to meet your longtime boyfriend and how happy they are to see everyone together

as the ceremony starts, you’re both on the edges of your seats waiting as you see the bride delicately step past you down the aisle, waiting to secure her vows with your cousin

the formalities went amazing, as all of your relatives sat in tears as the couple at the podium exchanged beautiful vows and the rings were slipped on each others’ fingers

after, everyone moved to the building next door as the wedding was help at a chapel at the edge of a forest, with the after party being a building next to it, walls made of glass so the guests could view the beautiful scenery outside

tooru is more than willing to show off his dancing skills at the beginning, and dinner goes well before your relatives and family get together to do group dances and disperse into separate conversations afterwards

as the lights get dimmer and the atmosphere of the party start to settle, tooru sits at your table as he watches you chatter away with your relatives.

he watches as you speak with such ease, never failing to coax a laugh out of even your stoniest aunts, he can’t help but think to himself how beautiful you are, and how incredibly lucky he is to have you

another man, he recognizes as the best man strolls up to you, striking up a conversation with you.

tooru knows it’s probably nothing, just a conversation, and he also knows you would never do anything to hurt him, so he’s content just watching you talk with someone else.

he watches the scene unfold like a movie, with him as a part of the background, just watching, waiting.

before, tooru would have been filled with a familiar uneasy feeling right about now, his stomach twisting uncomfortably in his body, mind filled with thoughts he wishes weren’t there.

he could only have hoped he was good enough for you.

thinking back through all the years with you, the memories, he remembers all the times you saved him from himself, the world, anything that had ever hurt him.

it was back in high school, the first day of oikawa tooru’s first year of high school, he walked around with his head held high to keep anyone from seeing how low he felt, cocky smirk to hide just how unsure he really was of himself.

it wasn’t love at first, he didn’t particularly remember the first time he saw you, but step by step as you got closer to him he realized that you had one thing his fangirls could never give him, stability, comfort, and home.

he found home in you every time it hurt too much.

the feeling that could only possibly have imprinted itself into oikawa’s conscience was the feeling of being seen for who he truly was, a feeling that he had almost never felt before.

and as you saw him, he saw you the same way in that you could always depend on each other, for every painful moment, every failure, every insecurity.

it was then that he knew he really was in love with you.

even as he cried with his face in your lap in his third year you were still there, running your fingers through his hair and reminding him that he was enough and that you couldn’t be more proud of him.

and as he packed his bags to fly halfway across the world, he watched you cry as he couldn’t believe how much he meant to you.

the final weeks you had leading up to your graduation, you spent as much time with each other as possible, desperately trying to keep hold of the fleeting moments passing between you.

as you stood together in the tokyo national airport looking out at the window over the scenery of the country he had once called home, clutching a letter for him containing everything you had ever felt for him and wanted him to know before he left.

he looked at you with tears in his eyes, like you were the most beautiful thing he had ever laid eyes on, saying goodbye for the last time.

the years you were apart as you finished university while he was overseas felt like a time of awakening, so much had changed in what felt like moments, both without what mattered most.

and he knew while he was gone there were many more people who could’ve found you like he did, and that there was nothing he could do to stop it.

the trust he had in you was all he needed to keep going, that when you came to meet him you would still love him the way you always did.

when you finally, came, and all was said and done, he felt like he never wanted to let go of you as he had you in his arms again, he had almost forgotten what it felt like to have the love of his life so close to him.

sometimes he still wonders why chose him, but it’s enough for him to remember that you did, and that you’ll never let go of him.

the song in the reception hall changes, and tooru snaps out of the flashback that had taken over him for who knows how long.

you walk over to him and you look even more beautiful than he remembered, saying, “tooru! come over here and dance with me!”

he smiles and takes your hand, fingers delicately brushing the diamond on your finger he had carefully picked out all that time ago, that you had both cried tears of joy over when he stood on the top of the mountain to make things forever, thinking he was the happiest man alive.

you were always with him, from when he was an insecure teenager to the words san juan reading on his back.

he can’t even fathom how much it means to him as he holds you close to him, one hand on your shoulders and the other on your middle, round and full with his baby, how he’ll never get tired of love like this.

he kisses your forehead and says, “anytime you want baby”.

kuroo, TETSURO

despite his sarcastic and confident manner as he had grown up, kuroo was shy as a small child

he had a hard time making friends in elementary school at first, but that didn’t stop him from meeting people he would care about for the rest of his life, that he would cherish forever

on his first day of kindergarten, he only knew kenma who was also shy and mostly kept to himself during the day

but there was one other person who was there for him, the little girl who stood next to him when no one would, who asked him what his name was and held his hand on the playground

and so you and kuroo tetsuro became best friends, along with kenma, holding a bond that wouldn’t be separated even when you graduated

it felt like time had gone by in a blur, like the memories slipped through his fingers like water, and now you were all fully grown adults with jobs, with lives, with purposes

and now, it was the tokyo 2021 olympics and kuroo tetsuro was getting ready to watch the competitions with his associates and friends, ready to watch his old friends and acquaintances on japan’s national team

he felt like he could get lost in an ocean of people, but he spots you in the crowd immediately, he could spot your face anytime, anywhere

and so he meets you as you take your places, ready to watch the game begin

as he sees his old friends on the court together, he can’t help but to start remembering his high school days, when you were still young

it doesn’t help either that kuroo becomes painfully aware again of the way that he had been pining for you for all those years, even being one of the smartest people in his grade he still felt like the biggest idiot for just standing back and watching you grow, away from him

sometimes he wishes he could have turned back time, just to go back and tell you how he really felt earlier

but he let the years pass by, watching you drift slowly apart as he harbored his own feeling in order to avoid being rejected

now that you’re both graduated adults with careers and life paths, kuroo’s feelings are still very much present and if anything, he wants to try just one more time to prove he still cares

so he sits next to you, looking over at your gentle face as he takes in your features once again, watching your lips move slightly as you breathe in and out, and he remembers there was once nothing he would do in the world to give up being with you, wishing he had said something sooner

kuroo glances up as he starts to think back on all the times he could have told you how he really felt, all the times he screwed up worse than he could even imagine.

it was your first boyfriend having graduated high school, some douchebag kuroo couldn’t even be bothered to learn the name of.

but what he felt could never be forgotten, as he watched you walk away with another man’s arm around your lower back, pulling you close in a way that he had always dreamed of doing to you but couldn’t.

he was bitter, cold, in a way that he shouldn’t ever have been.

it’s your own dumbass fault, he thought, but that didn’t make him any less hurt or angry at what he had let happen. were you even happy? did someone else other than him make you happy?

he let himself grow apart from you ever so slightly, you saw him just as often and still cared for him just as much, but you could tell there was something he was keeping from you that even he couldn’t admit to himself.

kuroo thought it was over when you said yes to someone else, but here he was holding you in his arms as you cried with a bruised face and shattered heart.

all he could think about was how this would never happened if you picked him, but he was so pathetic he couldn’t even make it happen past his imagination, but no matter how angry or upset he was you still came first.

and he kept that promise as you got older, all he would do was care for you silently as he witnessed your life through the glass that separated you, that he could break but wasn’t strong enough to, no matter how much it hurt.

“are you coming tetsu- chan?”

it was the summer before first grade, he was hiding under the overhang of a bus stop with his hood over his small face, quivering on the ground in a crouched position.

kuroo’s seven year old self looked up at your small face, a hand outstretched as you held your way too big umbrella over your head, waiting for him to say something in return.

he had always hated thunderstorms, he hated the way it felt like the sound and violence swallowed him up, the same way it felt when his parents yelled at each other as he stood in the doorway of his bedroom watching from a distance.

he looked around at the dark gray skies engulfing him, the small threads of lightning painting the skies like blood vessels, wishing it would all go away.

but you still stood there as the rain poured down in your rain coat and small red boots as you waited for him to come out.

he reluctantly started to crawl out slowly, as you inched closer to where he was previously hunched, waiting for him to reach you.

as you stood just past the overhang, he stuck his hand out timidly and you wrapped your fingers around it, giving his hand a small squeeze before you started to walk towards your house together.

he shivered the whole way there, and every time you heard thunder crack in the distance he held your hand a little bit tighter.

when you got home your mother freaked out and called his family so they weren’t worried about him, and then got out warm towels and told the both of you to go take a bath so you wouldn’t catch a cold.

after you were both warm and dry and wrapped up in soft pajamas, which he had borrowed, kuroo felt oddly at home, like he never wanted to leave the safe place he had with you.

even as you had set up a futon for him on the floor, after about 30 minutes of being terrified of the sounds rattling your house he asked to get closer, and you shifted as he crawled into bed with you.

when you woke up in the morning he was fast asleep with your favorite stuffed animal clutched in his arms, a soft expression on his face, and you couldn’t help but think how peaceful he looked.

the truth is, as you made friends with the small boy in your kindergarten class you had already told stories with your dolls and toys saying you were going to marry him one day.

at 13 you had wondered why he never talked about liking any other girls, you had worried he wasn’t interested in anyone at all.

and at 19 you had tried to move on but it was just too hard.

every time you had fallen you were always there for each other, through all the scraped knees, thunderstorms, and broken hearts.

you only wished you could tell each other what your relationship really meant, what you wanted it to be.

and as kuroo sits in the stands of his friends’ volleyball game, he wonders the same thing that you do.

“y/n- chan, will you be my girlfriend?”

sawamura, DAICHI

being in the same class as daichi in your first year of high school had been interesting, he was rather ordinary looking but you couldn’t help but notice how hard working and kind he was, his energy drew others close to him and you could see why he was admired by many

you didn’t pay much attention to it as you were a bit shy about talking to new people and you didn’t want him to think you were trying to hard, so you kept your distance until you were paired together for a project

you were quiet at first as you sat next to him at your desk since he was a bit intimidating, but as soon as he started talking you felt yourself ease up around him, something about the way he spoke was comforting and it felt like you were at home with him even as you sat inside school

you had started to come up with a plan for your project, and you basfully said, “i’m not that good at english, so i hope it won’t be hard for you to deal with me or anything”, not thinking too much about it

“don’t say that, i’m sure you’re great and you should have more confidence in yourself, it will be better for you”, you hear him say firmly but gently from next to you at the desk

your cheeks flush with warmth and you look down, not sure what to say to him next, but he starts talking about your project plans so you turned around to pay attention to what he was saying

things went well with your assignment and you both received a good grade from your teacher, the school day was about to end as it was your last class and you were about to walk through the door when you felt a hand grasp yours and you turned around to face him

“u-uhm, i really had a nice time getting to know you while we were working together and i was wondering if you maybe wanted to be friends”

it was the first time you had ever seen him look flustered or anything of the sort, but you were happy to oblige since you had had just a nice time getting to know him as well

you smiled softly and walked away, feeling excited at the possibility of getting closer to sawamura daichi as he had intrigued you so much in the couple of weeks that you had known him

and so years later after that time you had first met, you were still around each other, he was one of the best things that had ever happened to you

it was a reunion between his old high school volleyball team, you had known how close they were as you were with him during his final year when karasuno had gone to nationals, and how much his old teammates meant to him and the relationship they had

and so you both made your way over to the tanaka residence with a dish you had cooked in your hands, both excited to see your old friends again and witness the ways they had all grown up and changed

as soon as you walked in the door, all the memories you had made in high school came flooding back at the sight of your friends’ faces, although it was strange seeing how much older they looked.

daichi wonders if he looks that old to them too, sometimes he forgets how much time has passed since they graduated.

it felt like it had been only a moment since he had stood in karasuno high school’s gym barking at hinata and kageyama to get themselves together, with sugawara and tanaka laughing in the background and asahi watching with a fearful expression.

and now they were all grown adults, with lives and jobs and homes, some with lovers and some with dreams that came to life.

he couldn’t be more proud of who they all became, the boys he once knew to be scrawny and mischievous would now be standing on the world’s stage and others who had followed their passions found love in what they did.

still, sometimes daichi still can’t help but wonder if you wanted more, when he saw his old teammates and acquaintances from other schools play on national teams and be watched by thousands around the world.

he wonders if you’re still satisfied with just him.

daichi knows he’s not the most flashy guy out there, but you chose him out of everyone else, right?

he remembers all of those times in high school and when you had graduated that people wondered why why you were with him, couldn’t you have found someone a little more interesting, someone special?

daichi isn’t the type to let his emotions get the better of him, but it stung.

it stung bad.

and yet, he knew he couldn’t lose himself just because of some insecurities, things that didn’t really mean anything, but still wormed their way into his head like maggots growing in a corpse.

sometimes he thinks about the boyfriends you had before him, how he wasn’t anything like them, he was unsure if it was a good thing or a bad thing that he was the odd one out.

all his life he had felt painfully....average.

he wondered why people would forget his name just after talking to him, or why they would mistake him for other people, was he really that forgettable.

it felt sometimes like he was just another face in the crowd, sometimes he wondered if that was the way you saw him at first too.

what daichi didn’t know is how you had always seen him, someone reliable, special, valuable like no one else had been to you.

that he had always stuck out to you, he didn’t seem like anyone else in the sense that he always stepped up and did what needed to be done, you hadn’t seen a heart like his in anyone else your entire life.

he didn’t realize how in every class you had together, he was the one that you stared at, that you saw as beacon of hope out of everything you had faced in your life up until then.

daichi’s friends and family had always looked up to him, he didn’t always realize it but they saw him as a hero to everyone he helped, whether he did it intentionally or not.

through you, daichi was able to see himself the way that everyone else saw him.

when you said yes when he had asked you to marry him, it was cliche but he could’ve sworn he really was the luckiest man alive.

but the truth was he wasn’t lucky, he was more worthy than anyone else could be, the person who stayed by your side when no one else would and who made it seem like you were capable of anything.

you were living proof of just how special daichi sawamura was.

and on your wedding day, tears streamed down both of your faces as you got ready to read your vows to each other, because neither of you could fathom how much you meant to each other.

he couldn’t help but think how beautiful you looked standing in front of him , how he never wanted to let you go because you were worth more to him than anything else in his life.

in your vow, you told him just how much he meant to you, and how you were so incredibly lucky to have him, and he couldn’t help but let the tears slide down his cheeks because he loved you so damn much.

and as you sat on your living room couch with a pregnancy test in your hands he cried again because you made him happier than he could ever have wished to be.

it hurt him more than anything to see you in so much pain as you delivered your baby, but the amount of joy you’d bring into the world was more than worth it.

as you held your baby girl in your arms for the first time, he realized all he had ever needed in his life was right here, he wouldn’t have to search ever again.

it felt like she was growing bigger and bigger every day just in front of his eyes.

he knew one day she’d leave and grow up and have to let go, but for now she was still his and yours together.

and knew he was more special than anyone else in the world.

“honey, let’s go watch everyone in the living room, okay?”

you smiled, because the world had given you more than you could ever ask for, surrounded with beautiful people every day and given experiences you wouldn’t trade for the world.

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