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melanieph321 · 6 months ago

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Kenan Yildiz x Reader - Claim Me Part 3/3

Part 1 Part 2

Summary - Reader is Dusan Vlahovic sister and is dating Kenan. However, Reader has yet told her brother of the relationship as he is very protective of her.

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With your heart in your throat, you stepped out of the bathroom stall. Dusan stood frozen, his enraged eyes shifting between the you and Kenan who immediately threw his hands up in defense. "Look, I know it looks bad...."

"I'm gonna kill you!!!"

You screamed as Dusan, like a bull on ecstasy, lunged for Kenan's throat, wrestling him down onto the bathroom floor.

"Dusan stop it!" You cried.

"If you ever...touch....my sister again...."

"Dusan please!"

Blood ran down Kenan's face. A result of Dusan's punches. He kept at it despite Kenan showing no sings in wanting to defend himself.

"You fucking, bastard. I knew there was something wrong with you, always staying close to my family."

"Dusan stop, you're hurting him!"

Your cries alerted people into the men's bathroom. Almost everyone on the team burst through the door, witnessing the horrific scene. Dusan, on top of Kenan, his fist raised and ready to strike again.

"Hey, come on, man!" Thankfully, they were quick to get Dusan off of Kenan, pinning him to a wall.

You rushed to your boyfriend's side, falling onto your knees beside him. "Oh, my God, Kenan, I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry."

"Y/N?" He gulped. Blood was seen running from his nose and mouth, making it difficult for him to speak. The restaurant staff were quick to alert an ambulance to take him to the nearest hospital. You wanted to ride in the car with Kenan, however. your sister told you not to, as it could upset Dusan even more. However. You couldn't give less of a fuck about your brother right now. How could he, you thought. You had never expected him to approve of your relationship but never in your life did you imagine that it would come to this.

Three days later Kenan was out of the hospital with a couple of stiches to hus face, however, he ignored your calls and you knew that he was ignoring you since he did pick up when you called from your sisters number.

"I never wanted to get between you and your brother." Was all he said before hanging up on you.

You were heartbroken, something your brother noticed, mainly because you stopped talking to him whatsoever.

"Come on, Y/N. It doesn't have to be like this." He said.

"Dusan, you literally beat up my boyfriend, your own teammate."

"Boyfriend?" He frowned. "Since when? You're just a kid."

"I'm not, and that's exactly my point." You sighed. "I know you just want the best for me, but you're treating me like I'm still a child," you said, voice firm. "I'm not a little girl anymore. I can take care of myself and make my own decisions."

Dusan looked taken aback by your words, but he slowly nodded his head in understanding. "I know, sis. I know you're not a child. But to go behind my back with one of my teammates of all people. You don't know him like I do. He might not be the best guy for you."

"It doesn't matter, Dusan, because who I chose to date is my choice, not yours."

Dusan thought for a moment as it all seemed to dawn on him. "So the two of you have been seeing each other for a long time?"

"Yes, Kenan is my boyfriend. But I'm not so sure anymore since he won't pick up any of my phone calls, perhaps afraid that....." Your voice broke.

"Hey, hey...." Dusan rushed to your side, wrapping his arms around you. "It's my fault, I'm sorry."

"Yes, it is, your fault." You sniffled, but found comfort in his embrace.

"I'll fix this I promise."

You looked up. "How?"

"Trust me, I just need some time with the kid."

"Do not hurt him!" You exclaimed.

"I won't. I promise you that something like that will never happen again."

Two weeks passed. Although you and Dusan reached common ground, Kenan still refused to take your calls or messages, and you were not having it. If he wanted to break up with you he should do it to your face, like a man, not ghost you like some fucking side piece.

Taking matters into your own hands, you showed up at his football training, hoping to find out what was going on. As you watched him play, you were surprised to see him and Dusan interacting with each as if Dusan didn't beat the shit out of him the other day. They were goofing around, laughing with one another, that is, until they spotted you.

"Y/N, w....what are you doing here?" Kenan said, approaching the fence where you stood.

"Yeah, sis, this is a closed practice."

You ignored your brother and looked to Kenan. "We need to talk." Hearing those words, Dusan didn't waste no time sticking around, leaving you to it.

"Couldn't it wait?" Kenan mumbled, and for some reason, he struggled to meet your eyes.

"No, Kenan, this can't wait. I want you to break up with me to my face so I don't have to stick around, hoping for you to call me, wondering what if."

"Break up? Why would I..."

"Oh my God." You gasped as Kenan raised his head to look at you. He had a black eye the size of a tennis ball and stiches on his upper lip. The aftermath of your brothers work.

"It looks worse than it is." He said, lowering his head. "I didn't want to scare you showing up looking like this. I mean, Dusan and I are cool now, but perhaps this would remind you of what he did to me."

"Kenan, I'm so sorry, this is all my fault."

"It's not." He said, quick to raise his head. "None of this is your fault, Y/N, and don't ever think that you..."

"But it is Kenan." Tears rand down your cheeks. "We should have told my brother about us like you wanted to. Keeping it a secret only made things worse."

"Well, the secret is out now." He smiled, although it looked painful to.

"Oh, Kenan." You reached for his hand through the fence.

"I have to go back to training, but I can come by later tonight if you want?"

You nodded. "Okay."

He leaned forward, initiating a kiss through the fence. However, you hesitated.

"It won't hurt." He assured you.

You didn't look convinced.

"Okay. Maybe it will hurt a little but it will be worth it."

You smiled and leaned forward, capturing his lips as the cold fence pressed against your cheeks.

"I love you."

He said it first.

Or maybe you said it first.

It didn't matter, he loved you and you loved him. Now the hole world would know.

The End

Part 1

Part 2

#fanfiction #football imagine #footballer x reader #footballer imagine #football angst #juventus fc #kenan yildiz x reader #kenan yildiz

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koiiiji · 9 months ago

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finishing ur requests? uum no. another idea nobody asked about? yes pls💯💯

wooin x sis!reader (platonic)

author’s note : after last chapter i had this headcanon in my head. i suspect that wooin grew up in toxic household where his parents make him study, locking him up in his room, but boy probably was dreaming about just be free, and once left home. i also suspect his family probably has the same wealth as minu, but his parents way more toxic and controlling. but when he left home he left his part there, the part of his soul.

honesty 1000% in love how some ppl just ignored my closed inbox and keep sent requests🤣🤍🫵🏻 seriously guys, the best!! i will answer all requests, almost all is in process(i mean at least 20-40% already done) but now enjoying my time at home😌💌🔒

warnings : no(?) lil fluff, lil angst, nothing hardcore, prob grammar mistakes(not proofed as all my writings)

༘⋆ wooin is older sibling 100%

༘⋆ when his parents told him he will have a sister, when he was 3 or 4 he was jealous, and whole 9 months he waited for someone who will ruin his life

༘⋆ but instead, when your father brought you and your mum to home from hospital, wooin was confused

༘⋆ he only saw a small girl, no one who could harm him in any way

༘⋆ your first ever smile was for him, or because of him by the way!! and he blushed so so much when your small hand clung to his index finger

༘⋆ so he built a soft spot for you in his heart in two years, because first years you’ve been crying, screaming and sobbing mess, well like all toddlers, while wooin was saying that he was too old to babysit you (bro was like 5-6 years old and crying himself to sleep bc didn’t understand how 10*10 equals 100 and 11*11 didn’t equal 111)

༘⋆ btw you were always silent when he was babysitting you. he chuckled each time when you looked at him with wide open eyes

༘⋆ through his childhood your parents were extremely strict with him, so he partly grateful to you for the fact that you took some attention on yourself and gave him the opportunity to be free from his studies and lectures from your parents for a while

༘⋆ but each year atmosphere in your home becomes more toxic, and when you grow up a little you could remember how wooin was locked in his room to study better, because he didn’t have acceptable marks

༘⋆ but you would always sneak in his room late at night, with your saved from the morning sweets and share some with him

༘⋆ you both favorite was lollipops with lemon favors tho!!

༘⋆ when you were about 13 years old, wooin left the house, he was 17

༘⋆ no need to say that your parents were furious. especially your father. in korea it’s common that son is inherits family business or work, so it’s always been a big scandal over his marks, behavior and look

༘⋆ so when he left, for you it meant that all the attention and rigor of your parents were transferred to you

༘⋆ atter the first couple of months of your brother's absence, he found the strength to meet with you

༘⋆ wooin knew perfectly that parents rage will reflect on you, and honestly he were scared - that you will hate him

༘⋆ when he met you near your school, he froze for few seconds and then hugged you so tight that you thought he was about to break your ribs (you returned him that favor)

༘⋆ you two always were close, wooin was your freshness in a house full of stuffy, stagnant air, while you was his little sunshine of hope and happiness in his dark, locked room

༘⋆ you didn’t have a lot of time after your school, so you just hugged tightly and exchanged phone numbers, so you could stay in touch

༘⋆ few days after you find the way to sneak out of the house to meet with your brother you spend few hours on a bench talking and listening to each other

༘⋆ - how are the relatives? on a scale of one to fucked up, how angry were they?

- fucked up in a cube, you know our dad, he wasn't just furious, from the screams from their room, i think he literally lost his temper

༘⋆ wooin just chuckled sadly and rubbed his neck with the palm of his hand

༘⋆ as the years passed, your nightly meetings continued. sometimes he would catch you after school or another after-school club where your parents had put you

༘⋆ wooin offered you to run away to him several times. by your senior year in school, he was self-supporting, and he even had some white-haired giant working for him, constantly pining after him

༘⋆ somehow you refused, deciding to finish school first and then he promised to help you with either work or university, depends on what you will choose

༘⋆ yes, guys from sabbath know you

༘⋆ yes, heyok once caught you two hugging

*wooin pressed his lips on top of your head, tightly shutting his eyes, frowning a little, he didn’t know when he will see you again, because he knew, in exam session parents won’t let you have a free second*

༘⋆ in first place heyok though you two dating, but then joker explained him how things actually going(my headcanon that they gossip girls, frfr)

༘⋆ since you hanged out with wooin you caught your brother’s manners of jokes

༘⋆ “hey, big bro, does that new red haired guy in your team have a girlfri..”

“don’t you even dare to finish this sentence” he exclaimed indignantly. no way his precious little sis will deal with that motherfucker.

#[ ~ koi.talks🗣]#x reader #windbreaker #windbreaker webtoon #windbreaker x reader #headcanon #webtoon #windbreaker headcanon #wooin #wooin x reader #wooin windbreaker #sabbath crew #wooin sabbath #imagine #joker windbreaker #sabbath windbreaker

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moshpitgamma · 11 months ago

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CAN U DO LIKE A VIVA X FEMALE READER???? MAYBE WE'RE THE YOUNGEST BROZONE MEMBER?

YESSS😝DOBLE UPLOAD

Viva x Fem!Reader||•••Love at First Sight•••

•Words:1.1k

•Fluff

•Bruce being an annoying older brother🙄

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“HALT…WHO GOES THERE” a loud voice boomed from the terrifying clown face. We all screamed as me and Poppy were holding on to each other scared out of our minds. Branch started to talk to the big clown face and mentioned how we are only here to find our brother Clay. Once he said that, it went quiet for a little while until a large hairball popped out of the clown’s mouth. Branch stumbled back a little while trying not to get close to the unidentified object.

But all of a sudden a blonde haired pink troll appeared from the ball. “Ouuu I wanna try that” I whispered in Branch’s ear. He looked at me and said “yea it’s cool but not right now” I shrugged my shoulders at my brother and before I could concentrate on what she was saying I was wrapped in a tight hug and spun around like 10 times. “Woahhh” I yelled before tumbling into the ground. “OMG I’m so sorry are you ok” asked the pink troll. “Yea” I muttered as I was dusting myself off, but when I made eye contact with her, it was like fireworks went off in my mind.

I didn’t know I was staring until I felt a light pinching sensation on my arm. I looked to who it was and it was JD. I gave him a hard slap on the arm and continued to apologize for staring. “Oh it’s ok, I’m Viva if you didn’t get it before” she said bashfully as she held her hand out to shake mine. “That’s a pretty name,” I tell her. “My name is y/n” I tell her shyly while shaking her hand.

Before I could say anything else she zooms away and says something about food and suddenly lights are coming on all around us and different looking trolls are bringing us food. Now one thing about me is that imma enjoy some food so when I see a big basket of fries being brought to Bruce and Tiny I dig in.

Not even 2 minutes of me eating the delicious fries, Bruce mentions a burger and all the trolls around us start to run away and scream. “Why are they scared?” I ask Viva. I guess I startled her cause I came outta nowhere, but she told me that it sounded close to bergens. I don’t get why bergens are still scary to others so I just nodded and agreed. I head over to Tiny and Bruce and all of a sudden we hear a familiar voice.

“We call burgers…meat circles” I instantly knew who it was and so I got excited and yelled out to him “Hiii Clay!” He looked to where the voice came from and then his serious expression changed to an elated one. He rushed to me and picked me up yelling “Awww little n/n” and “Oh you’re so cute baby sis.” While he’s still treating me and Branch like babies I hear a giggle from Viva and now I feel my face heat up from her sweet voice. I guess Bruce picked up on how I was acting when me and her interacted, so he pulled me away from the group. “I see the way you look at her,” he tells me, smiling smugly.

Before I could get a word in he says “Awww my little sister has her first love” and goes to wipe a fake tear from his eye. “I am not in love with her Bruce, I just met her.” I argued with him but he could tell I was lying from the blush I held on my face. “Whatever you say n/n” he says rolling his eyes. Once we make it back to the group Viva and Poppy are missing. “Where’s Viva and Poppy?” I asked concerned. “They’re probably off to do some sister bonding I guess” Clay says shrugging his shoulders. “THEYRE SISTERS” I yelled. They seemed so alike that I hadn’t even noticed.

When I finished asking my questions about them being sisters, Bruce decided to blurt out and say “Y/n likes Viva.” I knew he was teasing me but damn did it turn my face a dark shade of s/c. My brothers looked right at me shocked with a mixture of giddiness on their faces.

They started to bombard me with questions and advice, but I say “We literally just met” and all I heard was “so” and “Love at first sight” from Bruce. “I could tell Viva for you,” Clay says, ready to play Cupid. “Tell me what?” Viva asks as she heads back to the group with Poppy. “That y/n lik-“ before Clay could even get it out, I put my hand over his mouth trying to save myself from public humiliation. “He doesn’t need to tell you anything, Viva it’s ok.” I say trying to stay cool but failing miserably.

She walked closer to me and I started to blush even more and she said “You sure n/n” in the most innocent and questionable tone ever. I almost told her but I declined again and said it was nothing. After I confirmed it was nothing she walked away and from what I was witnessing she didn’t want Poppy to leave Putt Putt village. The giant gates of the village opens and all of my brothers and Poppy heads toward Rhonda. Before we boarded we heard a sad Viva say “You guys can’t go…please Poppy.” She looked between me and Poppy trying to get us to stay.

It hurt me to see her sad, so I went back to hug her and comfort her. She hugged me so hard like if she were to let go of me she would lose me forever. “You could come with us,” I tell her, trying to persuade her. “No I can’t” she tells me as she slowly starts to walk away. I felt like this was my chance so I ran to her and kissed her softly on the lips. She looked at me like she just saw a Bergen and I told her “I’m kissing you now because even if I don’t make it back you could remember me at least. And if I do make it back we can be together.” I tell her as my own tears start to fall. “You promise n/n” she says now hugging me tightly “I promise Viva.” “Be safe y/n” she told me as I ran back to Rhonda.

As I boarded Rhonda, my brothers and Poppy looked like they just had a mental breakdown. “Why are y’all cry-“ before I could finish, they all pulled me into a bone crushing hug and started to compliment and tease me about how me and Viva basically just confessed. “I guess you were right Bruce” I say looking at him. “How so?” He asked cluelessly. “Love at first sight is real” I say looking out the window as we slowly see Putt Putt village dissipating from our view.

WOOOO HOPE YALL ENJOY🤍😫

#trolls #brozone x reader #trolls band together #brozone #trolls 3 #trolls branch #trolls viva #trolls x reader #viva x reader #viva trolls #viva la vida

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damiansgoodgirll · 1 year ago

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hi, can you write about reader and Damian both winning money In the bank please

damian priest x reader

champions

you and damian grew together in NXT. that’s where you met and where you became close friends, almost too inseparable for some people.

you were moved to main roaster together and that made you the happiest person on earth.

usually you drive together and shared hotel rooms just because it was more “convenient” for you. so many of your colleagues thought that you were dating and your fans too started thinking that.

so when you were both given the chance to qualify for money in the bank you started thinking that someone was making things up just for you to be together. in all honesty you had the biggest crush on damian but you were so scared he would reject you. you thought he saw you as a little sis or more as a best friend, you knew he loved the “rockstar lifestyle” and hooking up with random women was his thing.

you didn’t notice how he stopped doing that when you started spending more time together though. he was in love with you, he fell for you the moment he met you but due to his past of being a “latin lover” he always thought you deserved better.

he wouldn’t tell you but he was so excited that you were both qualifying for money in the bank, meaning that if you actually qualify you would be flying together and staying in london together.

and of course - it happened.

you both qualify and now you were going to fight for the money in the bank titles.

during your flight to london you sat together on the plane and your best friend rhea couldn’t stop teasing you. she would take pictures and of the two of you sleeping close to one another or the two of you watching a movie, cuddled together.

as you were watching the men fighting for the briefcase you couldn’t stop but panic a little when you saw damian was on the floor.

“c’mon damian…” you whispered to yourself.

you were in rhea’s changing room. she invited you over to watch damian because she knew how anxiety would get the best of you in these situations. she sat next to you trying to calm you down.

but joy erupted in the room when you saw damian lifting that briefcase, meaning he won.

“yes yes yes” you started screaming and jumping. rhea couldn’t believe that was the same person a few minutes ago was biting her lips to hard to draw blood.

when damian came back you were the first one to congratulate with him. you literally jumped over him.

“oh my god damian i’m so proud” you said hugging him to death.

he couldn’t stop laughing from how clingy you were in that moment. it was the first time someone was proud of him like that, not even his own father when he won his first championship.

“i’m glad you’re happy” he smiled.

rhea was smirking the whole time, watching the two of you flirting with each other.

you both started at each other for a moment and you swore something was going to happen but finn came behind him and congratulated with him, ruining your moment.

“i better go get ready…” you smiled to damian and he nodded.

you were going to compete for the female briefcase and this was going to be your first time ever. you were nervous as hell.

you were not gonna lie, this fight was hardest than the men’s one. it felt like an eternity but you were determined to lift that case up. so you fought with teeth and blood.

damian was cheering for you and honestly he couldn’t believe how much energy you had for that match. he knew you and he knew when you wanted something you would always get it.

so he was the happiest men on earth when he saw you lifting the briefcase. everyone was cheering for you, back stage and the fans too. everyone loved you and saw the potential you had.

he was the first one to greet you when you came back in the backstage.

“you did princesa!” he said lifting you up.

“yayy!” you were on cloud nine.

“we’re both champions!” he whispered to you “i’m so happy for you y/n, you deserve it so much!”

“you too dam! i know how much you’ve been wanting this, you deserve it so much” you said honestly.

that again. the spark between the two of you. this time there was no one that could ruin your moment.

damian’s lips were just a few inches away from yours.

“if i do this…there’s no going back mariposa…” he whispered.

“i’ve been wanting this for so long…” you said and in that moment his lips gently posed on yours. it was a soft kiss, full of love and care. his hands gently laid on your hips and he pushed you a little towards him. you stayed there for what it felt an eternity.

“i wanted to kiss you from the moment we met…i was just scared” damian confessed.

“scared of what?”

“you deserve so much more y/n…i know that you deserve so much more than me but at the same time i can’t help what i feel for you” he said looking at you.

“you’re the one i want damian…i’ve always wanted you, i never thought i was your type…i mean i’ve seen the women you used to hook up with and i’m nothing like that…” you whispered.

“you’re the person i would love not the person i would occasionally hook up with…you deserve so much love y/n and if you let me i’ll make you the happiest woman on earth…” he confessed with such vulnerability you thought that was a different man from the damian you knew.

you were speechless so you did the only rational thing you could think of and you kissed him.

he took your reaction as a yes.

so you went straight back to the hotel, ordered some take out and spent the night watching movies together and falling asleep in each other arms.

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willalove75 · 1 year ago

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The Estate | Lady Dimitrescu x Fem!oc

WHAT DAY IS IT?! IT'S MY BIRTHDAY?! WOOHOO!!! I hope you all join me as I enter the final year of my 20s! And since one of my love languages is gift-giving, I am giving you all a present today! I debated on releasing this earlier this summer but I wanted to get a few chapters done before I did - and get a little further into Alcina's New Maid before I started putting out chapters. But ANM will still be updated weekly! Fear not! (And I know chapter 16 is late, I didn't get to finish it yesterday so I will finish it either today or tomorrow I promise!) Ideally, I would love to update this fic weekly as well but I just don't know if that is realistic so I am aiming for a bi-weekly or monthly update for this. Might be a little more frequently, might not. So I apologize in advance for irregular updates for this until I can get myself on a reasonable writing schedule! I do have a couple of chapters done already but I want to try and have a few chapters lined up as they're released. Unlike ANM where I literally brain-dump each chapter each week (usually done in a single day) and post it after I read it over a couple of times. Anyway, I hope you all enjoy this fic since it's been rotting my brain for MONTHS and I literally have not been able to stop thinking about it and coming up with ideas/expanding on my ideas literally every fucking day for the last like, 4 months? LOL

Summary: It's been a tough few years for you. After a tragedy that left you to raise your three year old, Emma, as a single parent, you're finally starting to get back on your feet. Recently hired as a marketing & social media strategist for Dimitrescu Estate, a new chapter of your life is just beginning.

Warnings: 18+ minors DNI

Tags: Slow burn, fluff, angst, smut, flirty

I'll add more tags as needed!

Notes: I know I have so many other requests I should be doing but once again my mind has been plagued by this story I came up with and I need to get it out of my headddd.

Also, this is a blended oc/reader fic. Using "you" has become so engrained into my writing it's almost impossible to not add it (as opposed to writing she/her), but I will be giving the oc a name and describing her! Ik that's not everyone's cup of tea so I apologize in advance but I hope you enjoy it regardless! It'll be written in a similar fashion as Safety and Dimitrescu Books for those of you who are wondering what that will be like and/or read those (fucking amazing and wonderful) fics!

You take in the beautiful field around you, the crystal blue sky, the tall grass blowing in the breeze. Even though you have no idea where you are, it's warm and you have a fullness in your heart you haven't felt in a long time. In the distance you spot a familiar figure.

"It can't be-" you begin to say.

The figure continues to walk in your direction, but doesn't seem to get any closer. You begin to take a few steps forward, your legs feel like lead, slowing your movements. You try to run but you can't - desperate to get closer to the figure. You try and cry out to them but there's no sound when you scream. Using all of your power to move forward, each step becomes more difficult than the last. The figure walking towards you stops and stands still. With tears in your eyes you try and cry out again, and just like last time, there's no sound. The figure begins to move forward again. This time it finally seems like it's coming closer. Their face covered by shadow. You take step after step, using all of your strength to make your way to the figure. You're almost close enough to make out their face as tears stain your cheeks.

You're jolted awake by your alarm clock. Groaning, you reach over to the nightstand to shut it off. Looking down at your pillow you see teardrops scattered across it. Wiping your eyes you realize you were crying in your sleep again. You look up at the clock. 6am. You put your head back down and turn to the other side, reaching your arm across the empty side of the bed. Gently grabbing the pillow next to you, you take a deep, grounding breath and finally get up.

You exit your room and quietly open the other bedroom door. Inside is your three year old daughter, Emma, fast asleep in her toddler bed. Closing the door you make your way into the bathroom and turn the shower on. Pulling your hair out of it's messy ponytail you begin to undresses. Catching a glance of yourself in the mirror, the darkness hides most of what you see. Unless Emma is with you, every shower you've taken for the last two years has been in the dark. You had grown tired of looking into the mirror and seeing the dark circles under your eyes, noticing that you had lost weight - just looking at yourself in the mirror and seeing a shell of your former self. Even though you feel like you've been able to reclaim a lot of yourself in the last year, you always have a feeling of emptiness looming in your chest.

After showering you check the baby monitor, noticing Emma is beginning to stir, you quickly get dressed and walk into the bedroom. You make you way over to the toddler bed and sit on the edge, running your fingers through the little girls wild curls.

"Good morning my love." You quietly say.

The little girl turns her head and looks up at you, a sleepy smile crosses her face.

"Good morning mommy." She says with a yawn.

"Come on baby, lets get you up." You say, reaching down to pick up the girl, who sits up and reaches for you.

Lifting Emma out of the bed, she cuddles into your neck. You hold the back of her head and take a deep breath in, the empty ache in your chest eases some. After entering the kitchen you put the girl in her booster seat at the table and begin making breakfast for the both of you.

After breakfast you clean up the kitchen and get Emma dressed and put her in the playpen in the living room with her toys while you finish getting yourself ready.

You finish packing up the diaper bag and throwing a few of Emma's toys into another bag. After grabbing the rest of your own things you take Emma out of the playpen and head downstairs.

"Good morning Margie." You say.

"Oh Katie! Good morning!"

A small, elderly woman gets up from the kitchen table and walks up to the two of you.

"Good morning Margie!" Emma says.

"And good morning to you too princess." She says, squeezing the baby's chubby cheeks. "You want coffee hon?"

"No thanks, I'll grab something on my way, I don't want to be late."

"Oh right! Today's the first day of that new job, how are you feeling?"

"I'm excited, I'm looking forward to working in my field again."

"That's great but you know that's not what I meant." She says flatly. "How are you feeling?"

Knowing what she means you look down for a moment and then back up at Margie.

"I'm okay, I'm hanging in there." Margie gives you a look. "I mean, barely, but I'm hanging in there. I'm terrified to leave her." You say looking at Emma as your eyes begin to gloss over. "But I know it's what I have to do, and I really do miss working, I need some sort of normalcy back in my life."

Margie brings her hand to your face and wipes away the stray tear that fell.

"You're gonna do great kid. Knock 'em dead." She says with a smile and pats Katie's cheek.

"Thanks Marge."

With Emma and your things in tow you head to the car, putting Emma in her car seat and dropping your bags in the front passenger seat. When you pull out of the driveway you beep and wave at Marge who's waving from the front door and head off.

"Mommy! Mommy!" Emma says.

"Yes baby, what is it?"

"I want Baby Shark!"

You groan a little, it's just barely 8am and you haven't had coffee, Baby Shark may actually make you snap right now.

"Mommy pleaseeeee!" Emma whines.

"Okay fine."

Her whining is so much worse than Baby Shark, so you oblige. The music starts and Emma starts laughing and clapping her hands and sings along. You do your best to drown it out with your thoughts.

"Mommy! Sing Mommy shark!"

Looking at the girl through the rearview mirror you smile.

"Okay, okay." You say. "Mommy shark do do do do do do, Mommy shark do do do do do do Mommy shark!"

Emma squeals with happiness, you can listen to her laugh all day. It's one of the few things that's been able to get you through the last couple of years.

Pulling up to your in-laws house, you grab the diaper bag, Emma's toys and Emma and head to the front door.

"Nana!!!" Emma squeals when your mother-in-law opens the door.

"Good morning my baby!" She says as she picks Emma up and squeezes her. "Good morning Katie." She hugs you and kisses you on the cheek.

"Morning mom." You say and hug her back. "Thank you so much for watching her, really."

"Of course, I'd do anything for my grandbaby!" She says putting Emma down so she can go play. "Come in, sit."

"I can only stay for a minute, I gotta grab coffee on my way."

"Oh nonsense, I'll make you some and send you with one of our travel mugs, don't waste your money."

Her kindness makes you smile. Not only does your mother-in-law make the best coffee you've ever had, her warmth is always something that's comforted you. After you take a seat at the kitchen table you hear footsteps coming down the stairs.

"Who's in my house?!" You hear a voice playfully yell.

Emma's squealing laugh rings through the house as you hear footsteps walk towards the direction she ran off in. Your mother-in-law puts a cup of coffee down in front of you and the smell is to die for.

"Thanks mom." You say with a smile.

"Good morning sunshine!" Looking over you see your father-in-law with Emma in his arms.

"Morning dad." You say as he kisses you on the cheek.

"Oh coffee? Michelle can you make me a cup?" He asks, looking over at his wife.

"Of course."

"So Katie, you excited for your first day at the new job?" He asks.

"I am, a little nervous, but I'm excited to start working again."

"Yeah it's about time." He says playfully.

"Richard." Michelle hisses as she puts his coffee down in front of him.

"I'm only joking!"

Michelle rolls her eyes at him and sits down at the table. "So which vineyard are you working at again?"

"Dimitrescu Estate."

"Oh right, I've been there a few times, it's a nice place. Very pretty, and they have great wine." She says.

"What are you doing there?" Richard asks.

"Marketing and social media, pretty much the same thing I did at the last place."

"That's right."

Looking down at your watch you realize the time.

"Crap I have to go or I'm gonna be late." You say, getting up.

Michelle gets up, grabs your coffee cup and pours it into a travel mug, pops the top onto it and hands it to you.

"There you go sweetheart."

"Thanks mom." You say, hugging her.

"Okay love, mommy has to go, have fun with Nana and Pop!" You place a kiss on Emma's head and the baby's face scrunches, signaling she's about to wail.

"Hey Emma? Wanna go to the park with me?" Richard asks.

Her face lights up at the word "park", meltdown averted.

"YES!" She screams.

"Thank you." You whisper to Richard and kiss him on the cheek. "Thank you so much for looking after her." You say as you head towards the door.

"We'll take her any day of the week!" Richard says.

"Love you honey." Michelle says.

"Love you guys too!"

"Good luck!" Richard calls out after her.

Once you're out the door Michelle swats Richard with a dishtowel.

"Ow! What was that for?"

"'About time?' Really Richard?" She scolds him.

"What? I was kidding, she knows I was!"

Michelle rolls her eyes at him and leaves the kitchen.

You jump into your car and plug in the address of the vineyard. You had been there a few years ago when you went to the wineries with your friends; hopping to and from the various establishments in the area, but that was it. Your first interview was over the phone, the second one, a Zoom interview, you couldn't even see your new boss' face because her webcam was broken. All you were able to hear was the woman's voice. It had a silky tone - sultry, even - if you were being honest. Aside from that, you knew nothing about her, you really weren't even sure if the woman you spoke with was the owner or just an employee.

Pulling up to the vineyard you put your car in park. You pull your necklace out of your shirt and hold onto it, your fingers tracing the outline of the heart shape. After taking a deep breath and exhaling, you drop the necklace back down under your shirt. You grab your bags and head inside.

The memories of the time you and your friends were here come flooding back as you walk in. You admire the ornate style of the room - it's just as pretty as it was when you were here last. As you look around you spot a beautiful grand piano tucked away in the corner and you take note of the jazz music softly playing over the speakers.

"Sorry, we don't open until 11." A slightly aggravated voice says.

You look over and see a young girl cleaning the bar, looking at you, visibly annoyed. She can't be older than 20, dark brown, almost black hair. She's wearing a tight black t-shirt with various silver necklaces dangling from her neck.

"Oh, I'm Katie, the new marketing and social media strategist."

The girls demeanor softens, but not much.

"MOM!!" She yells towards the back. "MOM!!!"

A blond girl runs out from the kitchen area.

"Cassandra shut it, mom's on the phone!"

The dark haired girl, Cassandra, rolls her eyes.

"Can you take her to go see mom?" She asks the blond, nodding towards you.

"Nope, sorry, I have to go, I have class in a little bit."

"Bela pleaseeeee." Cassandra whines.

"No Cass, I'm leaving, bye!" The blond disappears into the kitchen again and Cassandra rolls her eyes.

"Follow me."

She leads you to the back of the winery where the offices are. There aren't many offices, but in each one there's someone diligently working.

Cassandra stops at the door furthest away and throws it open.

"Mom!"

The woman behind the desk snaps her attention up to her daughter with intensity in her eyes. Her phone pressed against her ear. She holds a finger up to Cassandra signaling for her to wait, but never breaks eye contact with her.

The woman is beautiful. Jet black hair with near perfect curls that fall just under her jawline. Gorgeous grey-blue eyes, full lips painted with the perfect shade of crimson red. She's wearing a white button down, the first few buttons undone - just enough to show off her large chest but covered up enough to still be professional. The sleeves are neatly rolled to her elbows, you also take note of her perfectly manicured nails, painted black. She's wearing layered, elegant gold necklaces that accentuate her neckline. She has a few rings and a matching bracelet on to pull the look together.

"Am nevoie de transport până săptămâna viitoare. . . Nu, abia așteaptă. . . Trebuie să plec. . . La revedere."

(I need the shipment by next week. . . No, it can't wait. . . I have to go. . . Goodbye.)

She places the phone into its cradle and her eyes snap back to Cassandra.

"What have I told you about yelling across the building?" Her voice is stern, matching the intensity in her eyes.

"I'm sorry, but I-"

"Were you dying?"

"What?"

Her question surprised and confused you too.

"Were you dying?"

"No?"

"Was one of your sisters dying or gravely injured?"

"No."

"Was there any emergency whatsoever?"

Cassandra sighs. "No."

"Then there is no reason for you to be screaming across my tasting room. Understood?"

"Yes mom." She says, hanging her head.

"Now what is it that you needed?" The woman's tone softens.

"The new girl is here. The social media whatever?"

The woman groans, putting her fingers to the bridge of her nose.

"Cassandra. You act like that in front of our new employee?" She grumbles. "Go, finish your morning tasks." She says, waving the girl off.

Cassandra lets out an exaggerated "UGH" accompanied by a dramatic eye roll and begins to walk away.

"Și dacă nu remediați această atitudine, vă voi trimite înapoi în România." She calls after her.

(And if you don't fix that attitude I will ship you back to Romania.)

"Sorry mom." Cassandra looks at her mom who raised eyebrow at her.

The woman nods her away.

"I apologize for that, she can be quite difficult sometimes." She says as her eyes follow her daughter while she walks away. When Cassandra is out of view her eyes snap to you.

"Oh, it's no worry at all." You say with a soft smile.

"It's a pleasure to finally meet you. Please, take a seat." She gestures to the chair in front of her desk.

The woman reaches her hand out across her desk as you sit.

"Alcina Dimitrescu, owner and operator of Dimitrescu Estate."

Your hand meets hers for a firm handshake. "Katie Moore, it's great to finally meet you as well."

"Is Katie short for anything?" She asks.

"Uh, yeah, Kathleen." You say.

"Kathleen, what a beautiful name. Do you prefer Katie over Kathleen?"

"Oh it doesn't really matter to me. I'll respond to both."

"Wonderful. Well then Kathleen, welcome. We'll go over the job responsibilities. I'll have you fill out some paperwork and then I'll show you around the facility."

"Sounds good."

Alcina goes over what the job requirements are, what she expects of you, where the person who was in your position had left off, the usual.

"And you will get a company laptop, you can leave it here, take it home, doesn't matter much to me. As long as it's well taken care of." She picks up the phone and presses a few numbers on t he keypad and you hear the intercom go off.

"Cassandra, my office please." She hangs the phone up and looks back at you. "Cassandra has set up your laptop, if there's anything else you need, any programs you use that aren't installed, she can take care of that for you."

Cassandra walks into the office, seemingly in a better mood than earlier.

"What's up mom?"

"Can you please bring me Kathleen's laptop."

"On it." She says and walks away.

"Now for the paperwork. I'll have you fill out these and then I'll take down some of your information." She says as she hands you a W2 and some other new employee paperwork.

She hands you a pen and you begin to fill out the paperwork on her desk as she turns her attention back to her computer.

"Here you go mom." Cassandra says, handing her mom a laptop box.

"Thank you draga. Almost done with your morning tasks?"

"Yup, just gotta put out the spill trays and then I'm done."

"Excellent, thank you draga mea."

Cassandra leaves as you finish filling out the paperwork. You trade her the paperwork for the laptop box and place it on the chair next to you.

"Okay, now I just need some of your information."

She takes down your address, phone number, birthdate, etc.

"And who is your emergency contact? God forbid something were to happen."

"Uh, Jake-" You stop yourself, shaking your head as you feel your heart sink. "Sorry, uh," Alcina looks at you over her reading glasses. "It'll be my mom, I guess, Deborah Wilson."

Alcina takes down your moms information and places her glasses on her desk.

"Excellent, now that that's out of the way, I will show you the facility. You can leave your things here."

Alcina pushes her chair away from her desk and stands up, you're taken back at how tall she is. She's damn near 7 feet tall. Alcina is easily a foot taller than you. With your work heels you're 5'4" on a good day. In her heels, Alcina is easily 6'5"-6'6".

You take notice of Alcina's full outfit - and her body. Her black stilettos, high waisted, wide legged dress pants accentuate her long legs. A thick belt with a black belt buckle that frames her waist, showing off her round hips. Her ensemble is reminiscent of the 1940s-1950s, but with a modern twist. It's obvious she has a great sense of style.

Alcina walks effortlessly through the halls in her stilettos as she shows you around the facility. She tells you what each room is, what its purpose is for and tells you a little bit of history of the place. She explains that there are a few other buildings on the property where the grapes are sent to and where the wine is made and bottled, but that this is the main building. Alcina takes you through the kitchen and into the vineyard a bit to show the different grapes that are put into making the wine.

Next on the tour, she brings you down into the wine cellar. You were expecting a dreary basement, but you're surprised when you see a beautiful wine cellar. It looks like something out of a movie.

Wine racks line the walls from floor to ceiling, housing hundreds - maybe even a thousand - bottles of wine. The stone archway along with the wooden accents and shelves give the room a rustic yet elegant feel. There's a gorgeous wooden table in the center with four chairs. The set looks like it's custom made.

As you look around the room you see Alcina walk over to one of the racks. She moves a wine barrel to the side like it weighed nothing.

"Even if that thing is empty, it still has to weigh a ton." You think to yourself.

Alcina examines the rack and carefully pulls a bottle off of it.

"And this, this is what started it all." She says, handing you the bottle.

As you examine the bottle you note the beautiful gold and red details around it. It looks expensive. The label on the front reads:

"Sanguis Virginis."

"Precisely, Romanian for Maiden's Blood." Alcina says with a smile as she takes the bottle and returns it to its place.

You don't even realize the confused expression on your face until you hear Alcina chuckle at it.

"Obviously, not made with real blood. My ancestors originate from Romania, my great-grandfather it was I believe who first began making Sanguis Virginis, well over a hundred years ago at his vineyard in Romania. Eventually the business was passed down to me, however I decided to take it in a bit of a different direction. Since I was already established here in the US when I acquired the business, I purchased this property and turned it into what it is today. We've expanded our collection and now we make over 25 different wine. And I import other things such as ciders and beers from both Romania and local breweries for our customers to enjoy. No longer do we just make and sell the wine to distributers."

Alcina looks around the wine cellar with pride, you can see the passion for her family's business in her eyes.

"Any questions?"

"No, I think you covered everything. It's beautiful down here."

"Why thank you. The cellar is my personal favorite room on the entire property."

"I can see why, it's stunning."

You take in the rest of your surroundings. The warm wood absorbs the lighting, giving the room a soft yet bright glow. It's a large cellar but somehow it still feels cozy.

"Alright, lets head back upstairs, shall we? We should be opening in a few minutes and I like to do a once-over to make sure everything is in place." Alcina says.

"Sounds good."

Alcina leads you out of the wine cellar and back up to the tasting room. Cassandra and another bartender are behind the bar, drying glasses and putting them away. Alcina swipes her finger across the piano, inspects it, and nods in approval. You notice her glace at the piano again, looking at it with adoration.

"Do you play?" You ask.

"Lifetimes ago." She says with a smile. "But I wasn't very good."

"Mom what are you talking about?" Cassandra says from the bar. "You're one of the best piano players I've ever heard."

"Thank you draga." She says, smiling at her daughter.

After her inspection is complete she walks to the front doors and opens them, pulling the doorstop down with the bottom of her heel. She flips the "closed" sign over to "open" and makes her way to the massive floor to ceiling windows that line the wall across from the bar. She unlocks each window and pushes on the side of the frame to open them, making sure each window is open at the same angle.

"She's so anal retentive when she opens." Cassandra says, half complaining and half just saying it out loud.

"I can hear you." Alcina says from across the room.

Cassandra rolls her eyes and continues to put the glasses away.

Making her way over the the double glass doors leading to the outside patio, Alcina props them open allowing a cool summer breeze through the tasting room.

She gives the room another once-over. When she's satisfied she nods to herself again and looks at Cassandra.

"Everything looks wonderful. If you need me, you know where to find me. Kathleen," She says, turning to you. "lets finish getting you set up."

Alcina leads you back to her office. You feel your phone buzz in your pocket, and a sudden chill runs up your spine. Quickly taking it out, you see a text from Michelle. Your heart begins to race as you open the message. A sigh of relief is released when you realize it's just some photos of Emma, covered in flour, helping Michelle make cookies.

"Everything alright?" Alcina says.

Focused on opening the text message, you didn't even realize that you stopped following Alcina.

"Oh, yes, sorry." You say as you catch up with her. "Just my mother-in-law, she's watching my daughter today and was giving me an update."

"You have a daughter?" Alcina asks, a little surprised as they walk into her office.

"Yeah, Emma, she's about 3 and a half." You say, sitting back down.

Alcina glances down at your hands, taking notice of an absent wedding ring on your left ring finger. She also notices a ring that looks like it could be a wedding band on your right ring finger.

"How sweet. It's a fun age. Although from my experience with the girls, it's the terrible three's that are the hardest. Two was an easy age."

"I wholeheartedly agree with that. She's wonderful but likes to get herself into all kinds of things. Luckily, besides her insatiable curiosity for things that can hurt her, she's a really good kid."

Alcina laughs, pulling a smile across your face.

"Children are wonderful, until they become teenagers that is. That's when the real fun begins." She says sarcastically.

"Oh, I could only imagine. It makes me cringe as a parent now when I think of all of the things I said and did when I was a teenager."

"Oh, so you were a bad kid?" She asks with a raised eyebrow.

A light blush creeps across your cheeks. "I wouldn't say I was a bad kid. At least I wasn't worse than your average teenager."

Alcina gives you a smirk, the corner of her lip curled into a half smile.

"Is she flirting with me?" The thought flashes across your mind but you quickly dismiss it. This is your new boss, Alcina's just being nice, it's your first day here. There's no way she's flirting with you right now.

"So, I will show you to your office and let you get yourself settled." Alcina says.

Grabbing your bag and the laptop box, Alcina leads you to the room closest to her office and flicks the lights on.

It's a modest little office, on the left you see an L shaped desk in the corner against the glass window facing the hallway. On top sits two monitors, a desk chair and a small desk lamp. To the right is a small empty bookshelf. The office isn't anything fancy, but it's yours, and you're surprisingly excited about it.

"Please feel free to decorate it how you see fit." Alcina says, checking her watch. "I have a meeting in a few minutes, but I'll stop by again this afternoon to check and see how things are going. Cassandra should have left you a list of our social media logins." She says, walking over to the desk and picking up a sheet of paper. "Here it is. Take a look at them and when I get back I'd love to hear your thoughts on how you think they're doing and of course, what could be improved." She says, handing you the paper. "You did mention on your resume photography skills, yes?"

"Yes, and some videography and video editing skills as well."

"Excellent. The channels were being run by my eldest, Bela. But since she's has an internship beginning soon she no longer has the time. And since our last marketing director left, things have been in a bit of a disarray. Hopefully it won't be too overwhelming." She says, trying to gauge your reaction.

"I'm always up for a good challenge." You say with a smile.

Alcina gives a nod of approval and spins around on her heel to leave.

"I must be off. I'll be back in a little while to check in, if there's anything you need please seek out Cassandra. If she's doing what she's supposed to, you'll find her behind the bar in the tasting room."

"Sounds good, thank you."

"And Kathleen," Alcina says, turning back towards you. "Welcome to Dimitrescu Estate."

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cherryc1nnam0n · 2 years ago

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Why won't you fuck me?! | Stepbro!Eddie x FEM!Reader

Summary: Your Stepbro won't fuck you, what will you do fix that?

Cw: Smut, unprotected sex, Voyeourism, public masturbating, rough sex, pussy eating, creampie, lots of cum, big dick, horny reader

Eddie Munson has been your brother for... 5 months now and you still didn't understand how or why your mother fell in love with his uncle...

Eddie is... Weird, to put it in kind words but really he's an outcast... But he's hot you can't deny that...

But one day when you caught him jerking off in the bathroom, you never pulled him out of your head again

He was jerking off furiously, chest flushed and face scrunched in pleasure, and his dick, gosh it's so big, maybe 11 inches and the girth was at least 4, he was huge and he was need, of course no one wanted to fuck him, he's a weirdo but oh wow his dick was good

So from that day, you decided to test the waters

Wearing skimpy outfits, tiny skirts and shorts without any underwear, bending over in front of him, rubbing against him, you tried everything and nothing ever worked

He was too kind...

You had to break that

So you decided to take it the extra mile, masturbating loudly

Your rooms were right next to each other, so it was the perfect timing

You had been going at it for a while, edging yourself until you were almost crying and he still didn't come into your room, you moaned, groaned, screamed but nothing worked

Was he deaf?

Your door was wide open, your legs too and he still hadn't come in to see what was going on

You had enough

Storming into his room, you found him laying down writing something in his DND diary

"Really?! I'm right next to you and you don't come in?!"

"Oh hi sweetheart" he said unbothered "What's up?"

You scoffed "Really?! I'm literally masturbating right next to you, aren't you curious?!"

"Mmmm, well considering you're my sister, no I'm not"

You sat down on his lap, tank top disheveled and pussy aching for love and touch

"Don't you wanna fuck me Eddie? I've been giving you hints for weeks now!"

He blinked

"Oh... That was for me...?"

He really is stupid

You rolled your eyes, grinding down on him

"Of course! Who else?!"

He shrugged "I dunno, I just didn't wanna you know, seems like a pervert"

"But I want you to be a pervert, I like you Eddie, I want you to fuck me" you said in a moan

"Fuck baby I... Fuck we can't do this"

"Eddieeeee, please, just fuck me, no one needs to know" you pouted

He had it difficult, you looked so cute with your tits out and pussy leaking on top of him, and his dick screaming to be let out of it's cage, fuck it

"Alright fuck it"

He manhandled you into doggy style, diving face first into your pussy, eating you out so messily it made you see stars while he took off his jeans and boxers

"Fuck you taste so good sis" he smacked your ass, hard

"Yes just like that Ed's fuck!"

The slurping noises where so obscene, he ate pussy like an animal

And fucked like on

The bed was scraping against the floor and hitting the wall so hard if was gonna break, he was fucking you with all his strength and might

"Aaaaah! Eddie!" You screamed, his dick so big it was making a bulge on your stomach

"Fuck just like that, pussy so tight around my dick"

"Eddie don't stop!"

You felt the knot forming in your stomach, you were gonna cum, hard

"I'm cumming Eddie!"

You squirted all over his dick, balls and thighs, making him groan and hold you down while he pounded into you like an animal in heat, his balls drew up and he emptied inside your with a guttural moan and groan combined

"Fuck!"

You felt all of it, every single drop of his hot cum, painting your unprotected womb and walls, your eyes rolled back as he filled you up

Five minutes passed and he finally stopped cumming, it all rushed out of you in gushes

"Fuck baby, hope you're on the pill" he said out of breath

"What if I fell you I'm not?" You said wiggling your ass at him

"Fuck..." He said falling down on his bed

Whoopsie

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narcosmx · 1 year ago

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being the arellano baby and being into ismael "mayo" zambada would include (the wedding cont.)

a/n: has to get this out of my head and dump it here

okay i had this idea stuck in my head

the last part ended with this moment of like benjamin and ramon at odds

benjamin was out here trying to butter mayo up and have you dance with him and at the same time, ramon is sicking his dogs on you to keep you away from mayo

and if this wasn't the representation of your life, watching on the sidelines as like wtf while the boys make these decisions for you

and the idea that stuck in my head was just like what if in that moment you snapped

you had lived your who life being calm, agreeable and this, this just made you snap

so kitty is wrapping his arm around you, guiding you away from mayo who is measuring his next move and you just stop

"no, no, no dejame" you protests, shaking kitty off but when he comes off to grab you by the elbow that's when you truly fucking pop off

"no me escuchastes? get the fuck out of my way, en serio. i'm an arellano-felix just as much as my brothers are dont fucking forget it"

the fucking look on literally everyone's faces when you reminded people who's fucking twin you were

kitty lowering his glasses, giving ramon this look before turing to you with a little like damn girl smirk "orale, perdoname patrona"

i swear dina is in the background with this big ol fucking smile on her face

and you kinda turning around to mayo who is standing there with arms crossed shaking his head in lowkey amazement

"pues, mi princesa, por lo menos ya se quien realmente manda aqui" he teases as he reaches out to you with this little teasing look

you reaching out to grab his hand, him pulling you into him with much less hesitancy now and slinging his arm around your waist as he leads you to go dance

i just pout of getting to the dance floor and he bring you up against him gently, slow dancing to luis miguel and you just kinda melting into him

i'm screaming, head pressed against him and him leaning down to whisper something like "i could get used to this" or or something about like "quizas puedo dejar de ser mi propio patron, solo si tu eres la patrona"

i will never and i mean never get over the thought of mayo calling you his patrona because he will always defer to you

when they stopped the music to transition to the speeches and stuff, you and mayo being the last ones on the dance floor and you being pulled away by one of your sister

"ahorita te la regreso" she'd tease mayo and i just the logging looks you give each others please kill me

okay but then we get to that fucking moment in the speeches, where the poor fucking soul from the sinaloa cartel who was like "and a toast to the eight inches she'll be swallowing" or some shit like that

but could you picture if he added something about baby arellano too if he added something about "and i have some inches the youngest can choke on, don't worry nena"

i'm screeching at the idea of mayo slamming his fucking fist down on the table and standing to like death glare this man almost just almost as fast as ramon gets up to fucking take care of it

dina and benjamin escorting you to go sit down, mayo i just :(( coming over to you and reaching his hand out to caress your face making sure you're okay

thumb going softly across your cheek and he's searching your face "ay, nos encargamos de esto, no te preocupas, reina"

and him winking at you before turning and just casually walking out the door not far behind ramon and his juniors

why do i have this idea of mayo being the kind of man that would want to bring you out and have this piece of shit apologize to you

like holding this guys head up, blowing smoke in his face and being like "pidale perdon, mas bien ruega que te perdona porque yo no"

anyways i'll leave this here

#narcos mexico headcannons #narcos mexico #ismael el mayo zambada #el mayo x reader #ramon arellano felix #benjamin arellano felix

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bellascool · 2 years ago

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IDIOT

masterlist

request on my profile

posted : 13/02/23 (European date)

He knew you had trusting issues but he still did it.

long ass chapter, 3400 words so put yourself il a confortable position

edit 10/04 (European date) : wanted to change Bella to Y/n as I saw people didn't like it but it was way too long so I'll keep Bella for that story, sorry again enjoy !

You were currently in french class listening to your boring teacher talking about how you have to "conjuguer au plus-que-parfait un verbe tout en utilisant une proposition subordonnée relative"

Thankfully, your family came from France and talked to you in french at home which made your french classes way easier.

You sighed and started doing your exercises, not paying attention to the group of boys who were talking about you right behind your seat.

You were used to people talking about you for no reason at all.

You finished your exercises and since there was 30 mins until the class end, you decided to sleep on your desk.

You opened your eyes after someone gently rubbed your shoulder making you lift your head to see who was the kind soul who didn't let you sleep there.

"Désolé je t'ai réveillée mais le cours il est fini depuis 10 minutes et le bureau il est pas confortable si je me trompe pas. (hey I'm sorry for waking you up but the class ended 10 minutes ago and the desk isn't comfortable, is it?)" the guy said putting a hand on his neck

It was Kylian, a guy from your class. He plays for the national France football team and was really good to be honest.

"Ah ouais j'ai pas vu le temps passer merci. (oh yeah I didn't pay attention to the time thanks)" you said back putting my backpack on your shoulders

"Je savais pas que tu parlais couramment français tiens (I didn't know that you could speak french fluently)" he stated next to you while you two were heading to the rooms of our university

"Kylian tu m'as littéralement parlé français après m'avoir réveillée (Kylian you literally spoke to me in french after waking me up)" you chuckled at how lost he was

"Ah ouais merde j'suis con (Oh yeah shit I'm dumb)" he laughed while putting his hand on his forehead realizing how dumb his question was

"I prefer speaking english tho" you switched languages which made him look at you with a 'girl what' face

"Why? French is a beautiful language too"

You sighed, he didn't knew why you denied my french side after all.

"Let's just say I have my reasons" you stopped in front of your room door, now facing each other "anyway thanks for waking me, have a wonderful night" you mumbled before entering your room, about to close the door

"Bella wait!" he blocked it with his foot making you open it again "I enjoyed your company, can I uh.. maybe have your number please?" he looked down probably embarrassed

"Oh yeah sure, give me your phone" he smiled while handing me what you asked, you put on your phone number and gave it back to him

"Merci! See you tomorrow!" he finally turned around and left

Did Kylian Mbappé, THE Kylian Mbappé just ask for MY number?

You thought that to yourself, screaming in your head.

He was a pretty boy but your trust issues had to break the moment.

You had several issues with trusting people after your past relationship and it clearly was annoying for you to always have to be careful with everyone.

You sighed and went to your bathroom to take a hot shower.

After doing your night routine, you laid down on your bed and took your phone, now noticing that you received messages.

Hey it's Kylian :)

Hii, what's up?

I was actually walking outside and saw a bakery, and you know what they were selling?

hmmm idk maybe bread?

Bella..

Okay okay sorry tell me

Macarons!

What? Macarons are great and it's french, our country!

If you say so lol

I was wondering if you would like to come eat some macarons with me tomorrow after school?

You stared at your phone with your heart pounding on your chest.

AAAARRGHHHHHHHH

Sure! I would love that :)

Nice! I was kinda scared to ask tbh

Why? I should be the one scared of what you would ask!

Hey!

You talked for hours, getting to know each other and without even realizing, you put my trust in him.

You now believed that he was a nice person.

Kylian I'm going to sleep, I'm tiredddd

You're leaving me alone? :(

Yes shut up

Mean.

Anyways, good night! <3

Good night ma belle :)

You smiled at the name he gave you, it meant "beautiful" in french and you loved it.

You went to sleep with a smile on your face, imagining scenarios with the french boy.

You woke up feeling better than any other day.

You've made a new friend, he's Kylian fucking Mbappé and he invited YOU to go eat macarons with him.

You got out of bed and headed to the bathroom to get ready.

After getting your hair, outfit and makeup done, you grabbed your backpack and went to your first class, which was maths.

Oh you absolutely hated maths. You understood but it was so damn annoying.

You entered the class and sat on your usual desk, grabbing your stuff.

The class was about to begin but Kylian still wasn't seen, his friends were there but not him.

You didn't really pay attention, focusing on your work.

The math teacher started his class when the door swung open, revealing a breathless Kylian.

"Mister Mbappe, you are late !" your teacher said annoyed

"I'm sorry, I had training this morning!" he apologized, heading to the seat next to you

"I'll let it pass this time but you better find another excuse next time!" the man said before continuing his boring class

Kylian took a pen and pretended to pay attention when he didn't

"Are you going to not say hi or??" he whispered turning his head to see your face

"You're so dramatic, hi Kylian, did you sleep well?" you sarcastically whispered back

"Hi Bella, actually no."

"You didn't get your goodnight kiss? Want me to give you one next time?" you took a childish tone to make fun of him

"Actually yeah, I would love that"

Your eyes widened a bit unlike your cheeks who were flaming hot now, he probably noticed it since he started laughing

"No but seriously, you're still down for the macarons right?" he asked after calming down

"Of course!"

"Good, now I have a reason to be excited to finish school" he mumbled thinking you didn't hear but you did and it made you smile

The rest of the day passed really fast to be honest you didn't even notice that english, your last period, was over.

You happily packed your things and got out of the university, waiting for Kylian.

He kept teasing you all day which made you appreciate his company even more.

After 5 mins, you saw him walking towards you, his hands in his pockets, a smile on his face.

"Finally, I thought you would never come" I said while rolling my eyes

"Sorry, I had to give my homework to Mr.Julien, you know he hates when we give it late" he apologized

"All good, let's go I'm craving some macarons right now." you said before grabbing his wrist and walking

"Bella you don't know where the bakery is." he laughed while you were getting red, embarrassed

You let his wrist go but he didn't appreciate it so he gently grabbed your hand, interlacing your fingers which made your heart go crazy in your chest

You walked to the bakery who was 10 mins away while talking and mostly making fun of your teachers, you laughed so much that you didn't notice you were arrived.

You entered the small bakery and headed to the counter.

"Hi, welcome to Petites Gourmandises, what can I get for you?" a lady asked with a smile on her face

"Hello, we'll take 15 macarons please!" Kylian said next to you, still holding your hand

"15 macarons for the cutest couple!" she said while putting them in a small box, you felt your cheeks getting red and Kylian chuckled at the nickname

"We're just friends!" you said laughing too

"Oh honey, friends don't hold each other's hands and friends don't look at each other as if they were about to kiss in a minute!"

Okay now you were really really embarrassed and Kylian not saying anything made it even worse.

You tried to take your hand off of his but he wasn't going to let you do that and held it even tighter now.

"Your total will be 30.99 please!"

You took out your wallet but he grabbed it from your hands and put it in his pocket.

"Bella, when you're with me you'll never ever pay" he said while scanning his credit card

"But-"

"Don't start." He cut you off

"There you go, have a wonderful day!" the lady said while handing you the box

"Thanks, you too!" you both said before going to a table, you sat face to face which means you stopped holding hands

"You know, I'm glad we became friends" he started while opening the small box

"Me too, I always thought you were like narcissistic and the kind of person to act superior because they're famous or something" I said before stuffing a strawberry macaron in my mouth, they're so good oh my!

Kylian dramatically gasped, putting a hand on his chest as if he was hurt

"How dare you?" he gasped

"Kylian you're acting like a bitch right now" you were laughing so hard at his manners

"Says the one who thought I was narcissistic!" he said in a bitchy tone making you laugh even harder as he joined you

After some minutes of laughing, you both took a calm mood again, smiling at each other

"Bella I have something to ask you" he started with a serious face

"What is it?"

"Why do you keep denying your french side"

You sighed knowing that one day he would have to ask the question.

"It's not easy to say, y'know" you were playing with your fingers, you always do that when you're stressed

"I don't specially want to talk about it in public to be honest" you said as you felt tears filling up your eyes as you remembered the reason

"Let's go to my room then" he proposed

"I-" you took a deep breath "okay fine let's go"

The way back to the campus was silent and it was better like that. It wasn't even uncomfortable.

You both made your way to his dorm room and he opened the door, revealing his little space.

It was nice, you were actually expecting something really fancy since he had the money but looks like he wasn't that type of person.

He sat down on his bed and you did the same, looking at the ground.

"So.. If you didn't knew already I grew up in France. I had a loving family y'know, I was an only child but I was never bored, my parents would take me anywhere I wanted to go" you smiled at the thought of your perfect little family "but like we say, nothing ever lasts forever. My mother started to be less and less present at home, my father believed that she just worked more so it didn't really matter." you paused, not wanting to cry in front of him

He must've felt that since he slowly took your hand, holding it tightly.

"He later found out that she actually was seeing another man, but the only man turned into multiple. He went crazy the night he found out. I was 9 but still scared of what I heard. He insulted her, calling her names and he started hitting her. I tried to do something but I was still a little girl and couldn't do much" a tear slipped from your eye and you felt a knot forming in your throat

That's when he wrapped his arms around you, gently stroking your hair

"You don't have to tell me, if you feel uncomfortable you can stop" He slowly said as you tried to calm down

"It's fine, you'll have to know one day" you held him tightly and continued "He beat her until she was unconscious, blood all over her probably dead body. When he realized what he's done, he couldn't let me there because he thought I would call the police." you did your best to stop the knot but it kept growing "he grabbed a vase and hit my head with it. He kept hitting until I feel unconscious too. If my neighbor didn't hear screaming, I would've probably died too. That night, I lost my mother and my father." That was when you couldn't keep talking, you had so much more to say but you just couldn't speak

Kylian just hugged you, slowly kissing your head as he felt his shoulder getting wet from your tears.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't knew, I promise I'll stay with you until you feel better" he whispered against your hair, making you smile

You were glad that he knew what was going on.

You were doing your makeup, preparing for your date with the french boy.

A week has passed since you told him and since then, he didn't leave you and made you feel better like he promised.

He invited you to go watch a football match, he knew damn well that you loved football but never had the opportunity to go watch a match.

You smiled as you left your room, he said he would join you in the entrance of the stadium so you just called an uber.

You were now searching for Kylian, there was a lot of people and him being a celebrity doesn't make it easier.

You suddenly felt someone grab your shoulder which made you turn around to be met by a familiar gaze.

"Kylian now why the fuck are you wearing a cap with a mask and sunglasses?" you asked confused

"I don't want people to ruin our moment" he said before you both headed to your seats

The match began 5 minutes later and you could feel him being strange

"Is everything alright?" you asked watching him worried

"Bella I know this isn't the perfect moment but I.. I think I fell in love with you" he said turning his head to see your face, he had taken off his sunglasses so you could watch his eyes

"Oh." was all you managed to say

"Oh I'm so sorry I shouldn't have said that" he started to apologize but you cut him off by pressing your lips against his, making him smile

You pulled out for air as he lightly smiled

"Shut up I like you too" you joked making him chuckle

"I'm glad then" he said before taking your hand in his, intertwining your fingers

You kept cheering for the team until it was halftime. Kylian received a text but you couldn't see what it was

"I'm sorry I have to use the bathroom real quick" he apologized before heading there

Okay there was definitely something going on.

You trusted your instinct and followed him, hiding behind a wall as he was with his friends from the university.

"Enfin (finally)!" one of them yelled

"Bien joué mec t'as gagné ton pari (Well done man, you won the bet)"

"Ça a pris du temps à la faire tomber amoureuse hein (it took time to make her fall in love huh)" his friend joked punching his shoulder

"Ouais je sais mais vous me devez tous 200 balles maintenant (yeah I know but you all owe me 200$ now)" Kylian said while laughing

"Ouais ouais ta gueule t'es millionnaire (yeah yeah shut up you're a millionaire" they all laughed

"N'empêche elle t'aime vraiment hein, t'as vu elle t'a raconté quoi? Sur sa famille (I mean she really likes you huh, did you see what she told you? About her family)"

Your heart skipped a beat, he told them?

"Je sais mec, j'étais trop gêné quand elle a pleuré (I know dude, I was so embarrassed when she cried)" damn. "mais au final je pense- (but in the end I think-)" you cut him off by throwing him your soda making all of them turn around

"Un pari, donc j'étais un pari pour toi. (A bet, so I was a bet for you)" you laughed, realizing how dumb you were for believing that a guy like him would ever love you

"Attends c'est pas ce que tu penses- (Wait it's not what you think it is)" he tried to explain as his friends laughed

"L'écoute pas, c'est carrément ce que tu penses, il s'est bien foutu de ta gueule (Don't listen to him, that's exactly what you think it is, he used you)" his friend said while laughing making you realize that it's sad

"Regardez moi je m'appelle Bella et mes parents sont morts sous mes yeux ouin ouin je suis traumatisée (Look at me my name is Bella and my parents died in front of me, I'm so traumatized)" his other friend mocked you, making your eyes fill up with tears

"Les écoute pas, je te promets je peux tout expliquer! (Don't listen to them, I promise I can explain)" Kylian tried to apologize but you just shook your head

"Tu sais quoi c'est bon, c'est ma faute d'avoir pensé une seule seconde qu'un mec comme toi pouvait s'intéresser à moi. En tout cas félicitations, t'as gagné ton pari, j'espère que t'es content pour tes 2 balles en plus sur tes millions. (You know what, all good. It's my fault, I shouldn't have believed one second that a guy like you could ever be interested in me. Congratulations, you won your bet, I hope you're happy to gain 2 dollars amongst your millions)" you turned around and mixed to the crowd, hoping he wouldn't find you

Tears running down your cheeks as you left the stadium, leaving pieces of your broken heart there.

You felt so dumb for believing in it but that was your fault for trusting him so fast.

You ran to the campus, it was 10 mins away, the plain moon enlightening the cold city.

You arrived to your dorm room and slammed the door behind you before collapsing on your bed, tears flowing your face.

You felt so embarrassed.

You didn't even wanted to go to school but you had to and you knew it.

You didn't even notice that you fell asleep.

The day ended, Kylian didn't even come to school but his friends did and made fun of you all day.

You didn't even pay attention to them. It was useless.

You headed to the dorms but bumped into someone, you almost fell but the same person grabbed your arm, helping you not to fall.

"Thank you I didn't see-" you started but immediately stopped when you saw who was standing in front of you

"Oh." was all you said before pulling off and walking past him

"Bella attends! (Bella wait!)" Kylian started, trying to grab your wrist but you managed to avoid it

"Commences pas (don't start)" you opened the door of your room but he still followed you

"2 minutes. Laisses moi 2 minutes pour tout expliquer. (2 minutes. Leave me 2 minutes to explain everything)" he said begging making you sigh

"Dépêche toi. (hurry up)"

"Oui, au début c'était un pari. C'est vrai. Mais je te promets je suis vraiment tombé amoureux de toi, je t'en supplie crois moi si je le pouvais je retournerais en arrière pour refuser ce pari à la con et je serais venu vers toi parce que t'es vraiment une personne géniale. (Yes, at first it was a bet. That's true. But I promise I really fell in love with you, please believe me if I could I would go back and decline the stupid bet and I would've came to friend you because you're really an amazing person)" you couldn't even look at him in the eyes

"Si t'es vraiment sincère, tu m'expliques comment ils ont su pour mes parents? (if you're really honest, could you explain how they find out about my parents?)" you asked, crossing your arms on your chest

"Y'avait Mathieu dans ma salle de bain mais je te jure je le savais pas et quand je l'ai découvert c'était en même temps que toi, hier et je peux t'assurer qu'ils se moqueront plus de toi. (Mathieu was hiding in my bathroom but I swear I didn't knew and when I found out, it was yesterday with you and I can assure you that they won't make fun of you anymore.)" he told you as he grabbed your shoulders, forcing you to look at him in the eyes

"Je sais pas Kylian, tu m'as vraiment blessée (I don't know Kylian, you really hurt me)" you said with teary eyes

"Et je recommencerai plus jamais, une seule chance. C'est tout ce que je demande. (And I'll never do that again, one last chance. That's all I'm asking)" he slightly smiled making you join him

You slowly leaned over and your lips connected in a passionate kiss.

You deserved to be loved too and he did.

You pulled out and put your forehead against his with your eyes closed.

"T'es vraiment un idiot. (you're really a dumbass)" you chuckled

After all, a boy like him could love a girl like you.

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simpforchuchu · 2 years ago

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Hello helloo, 🌟anon here popping up again^^

I ended up rereading the sister request that I sent previously over and over and the cobra's sister X fujio rlly goes up my lane frfr ✋😭

You did mention that you preferred writing oneshots before, so if you could, can I have a oneshot where Cobra's sister came with Jamuo to help out and she ends up treating the Oya Bois after the fight? Kind of like she learned first aid from Naomi and used those skills to help out.

Thank you in advance^^✨ Don't forget to get enough rest~

Fujio x Cobra's Lil Sis x Platonic!Murayama with Oya Boys

a/n: Hii! Thank you and here is your request I hope you like it :')♥️

Sorry for the grammer or spelling mistakes.English is not my main language so...

Thank you and love you 🥰

Warnings: hnl usual violence

"Fujio!"

The silence of the Oya High School, which had been quiet for a while, was broken by a shout. After the fight with Housen, Jamuo thought that everyone was in a very bad situation and their wounds needed to be cleaned, so he sought help from the first person that came to his mind.

Fujio stood up slowly at the familiar voice he heard from the stairs and looked at the door. He knew very well who this voice belonged to, and the voice sounded quite angry.

Y/n looked around in shock as she entered in a fury.Nakagoshi was helping to clean up to Nakaoka; Tsuji was also helping to Shibaman.Tsukasa and Todoroki were sitting calmly in one of the sofas.Kiyoshi was wrapping Yasushi's head in bandages, and many people on the roof looked pretty bad...

Fujio, on the other hand, was staring at the young girl in front of the door with a stupid grin.

"Y/n-chan! It's very lovely to see you!"

Y/n looked at the boy who was looking at her with a silly smile and excited like a puppy and rolled her eyes in anger.

"I can't believe you! Look at you! What would happen if Murayama-san didn't come?"

Hearing Murayama's name, Todoroki called out from his place.

"We didn't need his help."

Y/n laughed and nodded

"You look very confident for idiots who just got out of a stupid fight."

Y/n glanced around again after all the boys shouted complaining.She rolled her eyes when she saw that Kiyoshi was not very good at wrapping Yasushi's head. She took her bag from her back, took out the first aid kit she had brought, and walked the two of them.

"You have to wrap it tighter, and you have to clean the wound well. It will get infected."

Kiyoshi listened to the young girl and stepped aside and y/n slowly wrapped Yasushi's head. Fujio was quite jealous that the young girl was taking care of others than him, so he faked a scream.

Fujio pouted, showing the small scar on his face as Y/n and the others looked at him in surprise.

"When are you going to help me, it hurts a lot, you know?"

While Tsukasa secretly laughed at his friend's attitude, y/n didn't realize that he was lying. The young girl quickly finished Yasushi's bandage and made Fujio sit on the side boards.

While Fujio was being taken care of like a baby by Y/n, she did not forget to scold the people around her. The young girl often told them how stupid they were.

While they were laughing among themselves, Murayama had already heard that y/n was in Oya. He knew that beloved Cobra-chan's little sister was close with the little demons and did not trust them as he was an overprotective older brother.

When he entered through the roof door, he literally twitched when he saw that y/n was cleaning Fujio's wounds - they were very close to each other- and that Fujio was quite happy.

All the boys were looking at the three of them in surprise when Murayama quickly came to the two of them.

"Y/n-chan? What are you doing here? Does Cobra know you're here?"

Y/n had come without telling to her brother. Cobra doesnt like anyone from Sword so that's why they were sure to argue cause of today.

"Murayama-san! Please don't tell my brother. He doesn't like me coming here."

Murayama smiled at the young girl's sweet concern and patted her shoulder.

"Your brother has good reasons for not liking this place, y/n-chan. I told you before, this is a dangerous territory."

Y/n nodded silently as Fujio stood up and put his arm around her with a smile.

"We can protect her. So-"

"You can't protect even yourself, idiots."

Murayama spoke contemptuously and pulled Fujio's arm away from the young girl.

"Y/n, we're going home. And you... We'll talk to you later."

Fujio frowned as Y/n nodded and waved to her friends. Even though they were all annoyed by this situation, they couldn't say anything to Murayama...

#high and low #high&low #high and low fic #hnl #high and low the worst #high and low the worst x #oya high #oyakoh #oya high school #fujio #hanaoka fujio x reader #hanaoka fujio #fujio x reader #fujio hanaoka #cobra #murayama yoshiki

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aptericia · 11 months ago

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OMG SIS SPILL THE TEA I WANNA HEAR

For those interested, here's the video:

youtube

Angry rant below the cut!

Ok, so I actually don't mind the person's main points, which seem to be that a) at a time when it was harder to get LGBTQ+ representation into video games, the Tellius duology was pushing the boundaries and being progressive, and b) the author of the video likes a lot of gay ships in Tellius. Those are perfectly fine topics to make a Youtube video about. My main issue is that the author just... doesn't seem to know what "canon" means?? They refer to Elincia & Lucia's romantic paired endings (with Geoffrey & Bastian respectively) as canon, despite the fact that both are significantly harder to get than their unpaired endings, which screams amatonormativity to me. They also refer to Ike & Soren's romance as "so canon", and although their paired ending is at least a bit easier to obtain than those other two, it's still very much not the default, AND IT'S NOT EXPLICITLY ROMANTIC BY ANY MEANS. There are also a bunch of other comments, like "oh I see x relationship as this so I can imagine this pairing as canon". That is literally not what that word means please, it's okay to say "fanon" or "headcanon" or even "opinion".

They also use a lot of absolutist language such as "definitely fucking", "definitely has the hots for __", etc., or that a specific straight ship "could never be together", and say they're shocked they even have to explain why Ike and Soren are "so in love with each other". Maybe it's just me, but I find statements like that very irritating in what is clearly an opinion piece, because it feels like they're saying other opinions aren't valid.

I also found it mildly irritating that they just got some of the lore wrong... they claim that [SPOILER ALERT!!!!!!!!] the Black Knight kills Greil because Sephiran told him to... while in reality Sephiran only asked him to obtain the medallion, and the BK fought Greil to the death because of his own personal reasons (wanting to surpass his former teacher)

Everything I've mentioned so far is something that personally annoys me, nothing blatantly harmful, and I can at least understand why they included it in the video. What really drove me into a rage is the statement that "Ike is, at the very least, asexual". Like I'm sorry. The fuck is "the very least" supposed to mean???? That asexuality is a "lesser" form of queerness than homosexuality???? (Also note that the author equates asexual with aromantic, but as a non-SAM aroace I don't feel qualified to speak on how harmful or not that is) And then they immediately turn around and say that the Ike/Soren romance is canon????

There are a bunch more irritating off-hand remarks near the end of the video, such as implying that people who disagree with the author only do so because they don't like slash pairings, claiming that "everyone" would ship a pairing if it were straight, etc. I also loooooove how they blatantly skip over the discussion of Kyza's transgenderism, and also make the claim that there are no people of color in Tellius, like wtf????? idk I could talk more about both those issues but they aren't related to the video's topic so whatever I guess :/

#I slept poorly last night and I'm all angy so I'm gonna release this finally #thanks for the ask!#video #fire emblem #tellius #fire emblem path of radiance #fe9 #fire emblem radiant dawn #fe10 #ramblings

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liv0nerd101 · 2 years ago

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Pairing: Cassandra Cain x reader

Pronouns: She/They

Warnings: none

Word count - 0.9k

A/n: this sucks balls but there is like two good Cass fics on here so i had to write one.

Cass pov

"Oh come on please!" Tim whined. "His dad won't let him come unless she goes," Tim had finally gotten a date with Conner only problem, Clark and Lois wouldn't leave their kid home alone for a weekend while they went on their anniversary.

"No,”

"Please, this is like the only time he can come to Gotham for more than a day, Please Cass just this once,”

"Why not get Steph or Babs to hang out with her," I'm sure she was nice but I was not interested in hanging out with some random super who's name I didn't even know.

"Babs is in Bludhaven with Dick and Steph is helping Bruce with a case,”

"Jason?" literally anybody else.

"Really? He's Jason, who knows where he is," Tim said, rolling his eyes. "Just do it. Please,”

"Kate,”

"She’s with her Girlfriend, just please I'm begging you," He grabbed my shoulders and shook me, "I'll do anything," I couldn't stand his puppy eyes.

"Urg fine but you owe me big time," His eyes went wide and he hugged me. "Go call Kon," He grinned ear to ear and ran up the stairs to his room. I already knew I would hate every second of this inevitably awkward weekend.

Y/n pov

"NO!"

"Please just go, Cass agreed to hang with you,"

"No, Cassandra scares me and I don't want to be third wheeling you and Drake the whole time. Pick a different weekend," That was a lie. Not completely, Cass did scare me but it's not like she could fly. And I had never spent any time with her but I knew she was pretty, gorgeous even and knowing me, I was bound to get flustered and embarrass myself. I turned and started to walk away.

"Bitch," he muttered under his breath. Temper. One of my many faults. I turned around and used all my strength to punch him across the face. He brought his hand up to his jaw, which if he had been human would've been broken. He swung towards me. I ducked but tripped backward knocking mums favourite lamp over and we watched in slow motion as it shattered. We looked at each other before he screamed, "MOM!”

"I'll go if you don't tell mom," I panicked. Mom loved that lamp more than us. I'd never be aloud out again.

"What honey," She stepped into the room and just about passed out.

"Krypto knocked over the lamp," Mom wouldn't let the poor boy in to house for at least the next week now. Oh well, sorry Krypto. She stomped off and started screaming at the poor boy before storming back upstairs. "Better get packing sis," I simply rolled my eyes and did just that.

"Bye Mom, Bye Dad!" We yelled before taking off toward Gotham city. We landed on Bruce Wayne's door step before Conner knocked on the door.

Cass pov

Bang bang bang. They were here. Tim came rushing down the stairs and bolted to the door. He opened it up and hugged Conner. I looked behind him and saw someone. Must be them.

"Hey, I'm Cass,"

"Y/n" I just nodded. I knew nothing about this person and I could tell she didn't wanna be here either.

"Why don't you come set up in my room," She smiled and picked up her bags before following me inside. I helped her with all her stuff and we set up a mattress on my floor for her. "I'm guessing you didn't wanna be here?"

"Nope, Kon blackmailed me sort of,"

"Sort of?"

Tim pov

"I sorta feel bad for forcing them into this,"

"Same but it was the only way we could see each other,"

"True, wanna make sure they haven't murdered each other yet?"

"Couldn't hurt,"

Y/n pov

After me and Cass got to talking, she wasn't so scary. She was sweet. Just as pretty as she was in pictures, if not prettier. God her voice was perfect. I could listen to it all damn day. She was my dream girl. There was no one like her.

"Y/n?" I was snapped out of my daze and Cassandra looked at me, confused.

"Damn I knew it," I mumbled. I knew I would do something like this.

"Knew what?"

"That I would get flustered because your just so pretty and cool and now I just admitted that so it'll be even more akw-" She shut me up with her lips. After the shock of her kissing me passed, I kissed back and slide my hand up to the nape of her neck. She pulled back, only because we needed air and rested her forehead on mine.

"You tend to ramble you know," I just smiled. The door swung open and we jumped away from each other.

"Huh, good to know your both still living," Conner said with a laugh. Both of our faces were bright red. "What?"

"Since when did you start wearing lipstick Cass?"Tim questioned. Cassandra brought her thumb up to her lips and wiped off the makeup. The detective glanced at his sister, me, then her again. his confused look quickly turned into an ear to ear grin.

I gave him a look daring him to say something to Conner which shut him up before he could take another breathe.

"Y/n put some on me," She grinned at me.

"Let go babe, leave the girls alone," Conner said to his boyfriend, clearly oblivious to what was going on.

"Sure," After the boys left me and Cass looked at one another.

"Favourite movie?"

"Y/f/m,"

"Perfect," Cass said. She set up her tv and laid down in my lap. My hand went straight to her hair and we slowly drifted off to sleep.

#cass cain #cassandra cain #black bat #tim drake #cassandra cain x reader #dc comics #cass cain fanfic #batfam #kon-el #lois lane #krypto #batman #superman #reader insert #orphan #superhero #i stole this from my wattpad

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eoieopda · 2 years ago

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blog info

⇢ how tf do i pronounce your username?

oy-OPE-da. it’s the romanized version of 어이없다, which is one of my favorite korean words. listen to hoshi scream it here.

⇢ why do you have a problem with minors and ageless blogs?

i discussed this here. as of summer 2023, i am no longer blocking ageless blogs and am instead ignoring their interactions unless and until i have some reason to believe they're an adult. see here for some ways that i (and other creators) approach this.

⇢ can i request to be tagged for new stories or new parts?

i don't do fic-specific tags (with the exception of force quit) because it's a massive hassle. instead, i have permanent taglists which include fics/chapters + drabbles:

multi (for all of the groups listed below)

bts

seventeen

stray kids

ateez

⇢ can i tag you in xyz?

i track #eoieopda archive (and also #eoieopdaarchive because some people use that instead). i don't like to be tagged outright in fics if:

i didn't sign up for a taglist or otherwise consent to be tagged

i didn't beta it or have anything to do with its creation, and/or

we don't know/talk to each other (because i can't vouch for whatever it is you've tagged me in — or you, personally — and don't want to be explicitly linked to it).

⇢ when is xyz being posted/updated?

when i have the brain juice and time and i want to 😌

⇢ why is xyz on hiatus/discontinued?

likely because i, icarus, have flown too close to the sun. sometimes, the idea part of my brain moves faster than the follow-through part; and i need to take a silly little break before i’m able to pick up a story. sometimes, i lose interest entirely and will then remove something from my masterlist + make it very clear that a series is discontinued.

personal

⇢ your real name was leaked — can i call you that?

it doesn't bother me if people use my govt. name when they talk to/about me! my whole tagging system uses my nickname (jade) because my actual name wasn't supposed to get out, so that's (primarily) how i'm going to refer to myself on here.

⇢ you said you were adopted —can you tell me xyz about this entire process, what you know of your birth parents, what you remember about korea, etc.?

no thanks! i know very little about the whole thing because i was literally 18 months old. i've also had experiences on here where users' entire communication with me has been to ask/talk about these things, which is icky at best and fetishistic at worst (whether or not it's intentional).

⇢ i’m not korean — can i call you unnie/noona/hyung?

i don’t have a problem with this, and i actually find it pretty cute. keep in mind that my opinion here isn’t universal amongst koreans; and i did not grow up in my own culture, so koreans that did are entitled to feel differently.

⇢ can i come into your inbox and ask very invasive questions about your personal life and/or spew racist garbage and/or erase your identity and/or tokenize you?

thanks for checking — absolutely not! playing stupid games will win you stupid prizes (aka being blocked and/or reported).

⇢ i’m confused by your pronouns — which should i use?

my gender identity is essentially the ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ emoticon at this point, so i use both she/her and they/them. and by that, i mean: pls don’t stick to one or the other (exclusively she, exclusively they) because i am not exclusively either.

i’m comfy with almost all “gendered” terms (sis, bro, dude, girlie, sir, ma’am, gworl, etc.) because i think gender is fake, lol. i do not vibe with “queen”, though, and i don’t know why. #kingjade

⇢ is it cool if i pop into your ask box with random thoughts, memes, tiktoks, non-k-pop stuff, etc.?

hell yeah, brother! let’s be friends.

⇢ you talk so much and it’s clogging up my dash — what do?

check my tag index here and filter shit to your heart's content!

requests (read the rules here before submitting)

⇢ who will you write for?

bts, seventeen, stray kids, and ateez.

i don't write for han jisung, kim seungmin, yang jeongin, or choi jongho as a personal preference. i adore them, but i don't see them in a romantic and/or sexual light.

⇢ are there any requests you won’t take?

i’m open to trying most kinks, dynamics, and AUs, depending on what's being requested of me (and the weather, what i ate for breakfast, the lunar phase, etc.) i'm down with poly!member x reader; and member x reader x member (etc.) dynamics, but i don't currently write strictly member x member.

hard passes:

non-con

anything involving minors

harry potter AUs

⇢ did you get my request? are you done yet?

pleeeeaaaaaaaaseeeee don’t. i did get your request. i’m a full-time attorney with fibromyalgia & ADHD and therefore cannot make any promises that my brain and/or body and/or schedule will allow me to finish things quickly.

i don’t complete every request i receive! sometimes, the requests are too similar to what i’ve done already, they don’t spark anything for me, etc. i reserve the right to pick and choose what i spend my time on.

rev. 12/9/23

#frequently asked questions #jade’s faq #faq

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galactic-star-bruiser · 1 year ago

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Savior Complex

I will ride the Phoebe x din train until I die on it.

Din x f!reader

angst, fluff, confessions, anxious Din <3

Savior Complex

Emotional affair

Overly sincere

Smoking in the car, windows up

Crocodile tears, run the tap 'til it's clear

Bruises littered my tired body as I slunk into the crest.

He trailed behind me, heart and hurt hidden behind armor.

My own name rang in my ears in the sound of his modulated voice.

He had always been so quick to protect me, quite literally throwing himself in front of danger if he had to.

It was sincere, honest, and brave.

Those adjectives couldn’t exactly describe his emotional output though.

He touched me like he cared and somehow made his gloved hands feel gentle as they healed the wounds that found their way to all parts of my body.

He grazed his thumb against my bruises, and lingered on them a little too long, staring.

Though, he’s never been as gentle with his words.

Drift off on the floor

I drag you to the shore

Sweating through the sheets

You're gonna drown in your sleep for sure

The endless nights of screams that came from his sleeping body found me most times sitting on a crate outside of his door, whispering to him that it was ‘okay’ until he had been lulled back to a restless sleep.

I never dared break the barrier between myself and his door... and he never asked me to.

A few times I found him in the pilots seat, crouched and asleep.

I always but a blanket over him... but he never mentioned it.

Wake up and start a big fire

In our one room apartment

But I'm too tired

To have a pissing contest

One time he snapped at me and it felt like something broke inside me. Any part of my child self that was left in me began bursting into tears at feeling chastised.

He yelled because I had misplaced an old blaster of his.

I felt the strain building over weeks, but it hurt none the less.

“Okay” was all I said back to him before moving to leave.

He stopped me. Apologized. But it felt cold.

All the bad dreams that you hide

Show me yours, I'll show you mine

I could’ve been vulnerable with him.

I haven’t even been able to scream out in my own nightmares because every night I was outside of his door, like a child.

Call me when you land

I'll drive around again

One hand on the wheel, one in your mouth

Turn me on and turn me down

Even though it hurt to be around him and I couldn’t read the signs anymore... I stayed.

Everyday we were together the tension grew. I couldn’t tell if it was contempt or sexual.

He was impossible.

One moment he would be holding the small of my back as we walked side by side, but the next he’d be ignoring any attempt I made at conversation.

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Baby, you're a vampire

You want blood and I promised

I knew how much I was screwing over what I wanted.

I knew she wanted me to speak; to say anything back to her.

I couldn’t.

Sometimes id fake a scream just to feel her near to me. To hear her voice.

I knew it was selfish... but she was the only thing that made me feel safe enough to sleep anyways.

So, I tried showing her how much I cared, how much I wanted her , through my actions,

I guess we aren’t very good at picking up each others cues.

It felt like being drained anytime I even attempted to make conversation with her.

I was used to being willfully alone, or feared, or just simply left to be by myself.

I didn’t want to be alone anymore. Not with her around.

Words failed me unlike anything ever had.

But I’d give her the world and murder anyone who even looked at her the wrong way.

I'm a bad liar

With a savior complex

It was hard to control myself around her, with my hands and actions at least.

It wasn’t even like I was holding back my words... they just never came. I just had the feeling to hold on to.

Anything I wanted to say to her felt tainted, dirty, and like it would land against her skin and bruise it.

All the skeletons you hide

Show me yours and I'll show you mine

I was sick of myself. Sick of everything. Sick of hunting. Sick of not being able to touch her.

I snapped at her over something stupid that I don’t even remember and the look on her face made me feel like I was crumbling from the inside.

She never left my side. I wish she was kind or maybe cruel enough to leave.

I didn’t actually want that, but pushing away from what I wanted helped me to not feel the pain that love or desire wrought.

I saw her leaning on the crest, waiting for me, with tears in her eyes.

She shot me a pained smile, ducked her head, and walked in once she saw me, knowing I was there now and it was time to go.

I’ll never understandd why she stayed with me... but I was grateful.

I called out her name and it seemed as though it hit her somewhere deep.

“Yes?” She replied as if I were a stranger

“I’m sorry I snapped at you-“

“It’s over, you apologized. Its okay now”

why was she always so kind to me?

“No... it’s not” I walked up to her, grabbing her small hands and held them to my armored chest, “the apology was half-assed and we both know it. I genuinely am sorry, cyar’ika, I never want to hurt you.”

She didn’t pull back her hands, and she just stared into the T shape of my visor.

“Thank you.” She said, but I could see in her eyes that she was hung up on the word I uttered in Mando’a,

“It means darling... sweetheart. Thats what you are to me and I’m sorry for not showing you that. I don’t know if I was scared... or, I guess I just couldn’t think of the words.”

My breath hitched in surprise as she wrapped her arms around me.

“It’s okay.” She said, arms never faltering in their embrace.

I wrapped my arms around her with a hand on caressing her head, leaning it further into me.

“You’ve said that every night... that it’s okay, from right outside my door.”

“I almost stopped, unsure if you even heard me or if it even did anything. You never brought it up.”

“I heard you, Cyar’ika. I always listened.”

#din djarin #fluff #din djarin gif #mando #the mandalorian #angst #din x reader #mandalorian fic #mandalorian #Phoebe bridgers #star wars #savior complex

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