#sorry everyone else that this is a long post w/o a read more i’m on mobile :/

[wangxianficfinder]

In the mood for a Fic...

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1. hii for the next itmf do you have any recommendations for fics in which sizhui is wangxian biological son? any au or length is fine thx <3

you can have the best of me, baby by stiltonbasket (Not Rated, 9k, WIP, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Pre-Relationship, Dual Cultivation, Accidental Baby Acquisition, Sunshot Campaign, Getting Together, a-yuan is wangxian’s baby, Happy Ending)

five years gone by quillifer (E, 14k, WangXian, Mpreg, a/b/o dynamics, Alpha WWX, Omega LWJ, Breakup/makeup, Miscommunication, Pregnant Sex, consent is king, soft sad and horny, Happy Ending, Bottom LWJ, Top WWX, Hurt/Comfort, Modern AU, Unplanned Pregnancy)

🧡 Many Lan babies Series by LuckyMoonly (Varied, 414k, WIP, WangXian, Story collection, Mpreg, Pregnant WWX only, Family Fluff, Found Family, Kid fics) has several where A-Yuan is Wangxian's biological son

Nothing but your heart by airinshaw (E, 21k, WangXian, Modern AU, A/B/O Dynamics, Implied Mpreg, First Time, Getting Together, Angst and Drama, Angst with a Happy Ending, Anal Sex, Whump, Breeding Kink)

Until The End by abCEE (M, 365k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, war changes people, resulting to OOC, no pinning, Established Relationship, Mpreg, Good Uncle LQR, a little grey LWJ, a bit of JC bashing from LWJ, BAMF JYL, 16 years of yearning, mainly CQL verse but has scenes from the novel as well, LSZ is WangXian's Child, WWX Has a New Golden Core, Canon Rewrite, Happy Ending, Fix-It of Sorts)

My Pride and My Prejudices by Erbyrose, TitanPandora (T, 122k, WangXian, ZhuiYi, Father-Son Relationship, Canon Compliant, Misunderstandings, Bonding Over Dead Parents, Character Study, Sizhui calling WWX Mom, Family Drama, Survivor Guilt, Self-Harm, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, Mpreg, Suicide Attempt, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Heavy Angst, Grief/Mourning, Major Character Injury, Male Lactation, but it's not sexual, REALLY LONG CHAPTERS, Attempt at Humor)

Transcendent by AkatsukiShin (M, 162k, wangxian, fantasy au, demons, half-demon WWX, pining WWX, mpreg, childhood memories, angst w happy ending, fluff, hurt/comfort, mystery, action/adventure)

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2. Hiiii! Lovely blog, you’re a godsend truly!! Anyways I was hoping that for the next itmf you’d rec some fics with identity shenanigans?

Like, it could be wwx in mxy’s body but only lwj knows so everyone else is all confused because ? Hanguanjun moved on form wwx? Impossible! Or maybe a fic where they mix it up a bit and it’s lwj that’s disguised or something like that! Basically a good old fashioned identity porn fic. Wangxian please! Thank you so muchhh

By Any Other Name by ShanaStoryteller (Not Rated, 31k, Wangxian, Canon Divergence, Crossdressing, Misunderstandings, Identity Porn, Identity reveal)

🧡 a paper friend by soft_wanning (G, 4k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Fluff, Paperman!WWX, Identity Porn, Meet-Cute, Different First Meeting)

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3. Hi! This is my first time doing this, sorry ^^. Itmf lwj kind of repeating his parents story, by marrying wxx and hiding him in cloud recesses (before he dies) and maybe putting himself in seclusion? The more angst the better, but preferably one where lwj isn't toxic, just really really worried. Idk if i should ask for more or less specific things, but thanks either way! I feel like I've read every fanfic like this (I've found like, 3) and I crave blood and tears. Thanks for the opportunity ^^

it's a webcomic and it's still ongoing, but House of Gentians by Pakhnokh on tumblr is amazing

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4. Hi! First of all I want to thank you for your hard work, I have found so many great fics through this blog. <3 And now I’m in a mood for a (preferably) established relationship wangxian fic where WWX is the one taking care of LWJ. Maybe some hurt/comfort and protective/possessive WWX? That would be my jam if any fics come to your mind~

hello my old heart, how have you been? by ravenditefairylights (M, 10k, WangXian, Post-Canon, Temporary Amnesia, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Domestic Fluff, Trauma, Unreliable Narrator, Pining, Hair Washing, Hair Brushing, Hair Braiding, Soft WangXian, A lot of prose, wangxian are MARRIED and they have a SON, LWJ Needs a Hug, Sleepy Cuddles)

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5. Hi! I was hit with the unexplainable need for some fics with ghost WWX who's searching for something (a family member or he's connected to one of his things and people don't realize it maybe), like looking for one of his siblings or for A-Yuan or one of the Wens and just like haunting everyone everywhere (or just one place), I don't know if there's even fics like that, there should cause it's a good plot in my humble opinion lol. Thank you mods! @jiangclaritybell

scatter and sunder by silversshadow (T, 15k, XuanLi, WangXian, Temporary Character Death, Canon Divergence)

💖 Ghosts Shouldn't by ShanaStoryteller (Not rated, 15k, wangxian, canon divergence, grief/mourning, angst w happy ending)

asymptotic by chinxe (T, 26k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Angst with a Happy Ending, Slow Burn, Misunderstandings, Pining)

The Ghost of Lotus Pier by daiki (G, 3k, JL & WWX, JC & WWX, ghost WWX) Its ghost wwx but for me he is more guardian angel than ghost

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6. If possible, could I also get fics with NMJ and NHS being involved in the płot or fics taking place in the Unclean Realm for one of the IITMFs? I dont wanna swamp you guys with request messages so I wanted to combine them, hope that is fine. (rest of ask in a FF)

1PB2PB3PB4 is a good author for NHS and NMJ-centric fics

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7. Hello, I hope you're doing well. This request is for the IITMF.

Fic(s) where WWX is politically powerful in the cultivation world; but not as a sect leader. I mean

He's a sect heir;

Or a head disciple, but with power and authority of the same, not as how he was canon, with only responsibility but no authority.

Only canon era please.

Please only rec fics where he's a cultivator as I've read a few where he was a non-cultivator but politically powerful.

Thank you for your time 🌼🌼 @utxqia

All Things Belong by kuroi_atropos (M, 64k, WIP, WRH & WWX, WangXian, WWX is a Wēn, Abuse, Whipping, Manipulations, Warning: WRH, Smart WWX, Possessive Behavior, Warning: JGS, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con, Past Rape/Non-con)

Lynchpin by ShanaStoryteller (Not Rated, 103k, WangXian, JC & WWX, Time Travel, Fix-It, Lynchpin [PODFIC] by Opalsong, [PODFIC] Lynchpin by Gwogobo)

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8. Hello everyone can you recommend wangxian or quartet time travel fic

❤️ Tragedy is Not the End by Hobbsy3 (T, 358k, wangxian, Time Travel, Torture, Hurt/Comfort, Golden Core Reveal, Canon Divergence from Qiongqi Pass, Angst with a Happy Ending, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con, Yunmeng sibling bonding, good dad wwx, good dad lwj, JZX Lives, JYL Lives, Junior Quartet Dynamics)

does the requestor know about the time travel comp? that way I don't rec stuff on it already

How Much Love Has the Inch Long Grass by Vainwyrm (M, 12k, WIP, WangXian, ZhuiLingYi, XuanLi, Time Travel Fix-It, Permanent Injury, Disability, Canon Disabled Character, Physical Disability, Non-canon disabled character, Self-Worth Issues) if the requestor is okay with ‘triplet’ instead of ‘quartet’ then How Much Love Has the Inch Long Grass by Vainwyrm has a lot of interesting things going on in it for a time-travel AU

parent trap by tongzhi (T, 23k, JL & LJY & LSZ & OYZZ, wangxian, JYL/JZX, time travel, cloud recesses study arc, humor, matchmaking)

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9. Do you know any fanfic where Lan Zhan is kind of rude to Wei Ying (or like, he rebukes all of WY's attempts to befriend him) only to end up regretting it when WY finally leaves him alone?

the earthquake in the room by phnelt (E, 39k, WangXian, College/University, Modern: No Powers, Canada, Getting Together, Mentions of lwj/others, inter-faculty romance, strangers to lovers to frenemies to lovers, mostly book characterisation)

Of Bunnies and Sleeves and All Happy Things by moonwaif (G, 3k, WangXian, two dorks, failed attempts at flirting, Lan Zhan is jealous, but he doesn't know it, unresolved romantic and sexual tension, Mutual Pining)

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10. Hello! Idk if this is the way but I’m looking for fics where lz of the past time travels to the future and finds himself married to post canon wwx. I love those type of fics but I can’t seem to find them now :’(

An Arrow Through Time by syrus_jones (M, 166k, WIP, WangXian, Crack Treated Seriously, Time Travel, Reverse time travel, into the future, Potentially a Fix-it-fic?, Mistaken Identity, WWX is a Little Shit, POV LWJ, Angst, Gay Panic, Falling In Love Humor, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Canon Divergence, Post-Canon)

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11. I’ve been playing “I say no” from heathers the musical on loop for a few Days now and now ITMF xiyao heathers-inspired? I hope someone knows one, thanks!

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12. Hello! Itmf WWX being a badass swordsman? People being in awe of how well he fights: twining through enemies, sword flashing, people stopping in awe at his capabilities (like "oh, he isn't just a badass with talismans and dark energy, he was head disciple of Yunmeng Jiang for a reason!"). Thank you! (Bonus points: him wielding other cool weapons like daggers or a whip!)

A Glimpse of Past Glory by masked (T, 1k, WangXian, Post-Canon, Swordfighting, BAMF WWX)

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13. Hi do you know any fics where Lan Xichen is called out for his hatred of Wwx because he thinks Wei Ying ruined both his and Wangji's life. Like it can be anyone calling him out, i just want to see him feel guilty about it.

When has silence saved anyone? by Vrishchika (T, 6k, WangXian, Post-Canon, LXC Critical, Gūsū Lán Sect, Not for LXC Fans, novel canon, Salt, Angry LWJ, Angry LSZ, Family Feels, WWX Protection Squad, LXC Gets Scolded, Based on Chapter 99 the Novel)

break by justdoityoufucker (T, 3k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, LXC Critical, JC Critical, Canonical Character Death, Guānyīn Temple Scene, BAMF WN, Protective WN)

💖After Truth Lies the Honest Path by Vrishchika (M, 10k, wangxian, canon divergence, truth serum, WIP)

aftereffect by justdoityoufucker (T, 3k, wangxian, LXC & LQR & LWJ, LWJ & LXC, post-canon, canon divergence, politics, LXC critical, JGY survives a bit longer)

Bitter Recompense by mondengel (M, 1k, LXC & LWJ, Angst)

Wasting Time, Asking Why by mondengel (Not Rated, 1k, LXC & LWJ, LXC & JGY, WangXian, Angst, Character Study)

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14. ITMF for something really intense and intimate. Like the fic is written so well and intense the you get overwhelmed. Preferably canonverse, but i don't mind otherwise. Please let it really be intense and intimate. @whateverweilanlovechild

Damn I wish The Roots Grow Riotous was still on ao3 for #14. Really intense and strange but beautiful with a hopeful but not typical ending. I have it if op wants to try but mind the tags. Modern au. The Roots Grow Riotous by hansbekhart (E, 104k, wangxian, modern, fashion au, garment company, casual sex, group sex, implied/referenced cheating, switching, recreational drug use, angst w/ happy ending, single dad WWX, panic attacks, implied/referenced self-harm, grief/mourning, catharsis, body horror, floral horror)

Tempo Rubato by Spodumene (E, 107k, WangXian, Modern AU, Angst with a Happy Ending, Romance, persuasion au, Separations, Mutual Pining, Depression, Miscommunication, Emotional Roller Coaster, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, Reconciliation, Eventual Smut, Jane Austen Fusion, Underage Kissing)

💖 love, in fire and blood by cicer (E, 360k, wangxian, immortal WWX, slow burn, pining, arranged marriages)

Vagabond by xantissa (E, 65k, WangXian, Slow Burn, Mystery, Anal Sex, Oral Sex, Frottage, Case Fic, murders, Supernatural, Angst, Fluff, Happy Ending, extreme fluff, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, badass!LXC, top!LWJ, Bottom!LWJ)

i don't love you (but i always will) by sixstepsaway (E, 71k, WangXian, XianQing, Soulmate-Identifying Marks, Soulmate AU, wangxian endgame!!, handjobs, this ends wangxian and happy i promise, Angst with a Happy Ending, i had to give lwj an oc soulmate, Blanket Permission, Infidelity, Emotional Infidelity, Cheating, Pegging, Bottom!LWJ, top!WWX, Bottom!WWX, slight femdom!wq, Implied Consensual Somnophilia, Cockwarming, implications of consensual polyamory, undernegotiated polyamory, internalized ableism, Grief, Pining while fucking)

simple love | 簡單愛 by auberjing (E, 19k, WangXian, Modern AU, Hurt/Comfort, Slice of Life, Getting Together, Falling In Love, Strangers to Lovers, Caretaking, Angst and Feels, Grief/Mourning, Eventual Smut, Happy Ending, Hopeful Ending, Nude Photos, Nude Modeling)

lotus flowers rising from the dark mud by nu_breed (E, 122k, WIP, WangXian, WWX/Others, MingXian, LWJ/Others, JGS/LWJ, JGS/WWX, Canon Divergence, Angst with a Happy Ending, Courtesan WWX, Courtesan LWJ, Pining while fucking, Palace Intrigue, Rape/Non-con Elements, Dubious Consent, Non-Consensual Sex Work, Top/Bottom Versatile WangXian, Minor Original Character(s), Light Dom/sub, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Light Bondage, Hurt/Comfort, Warprize WWX, Period Typical Attitudes, Values Dissonance)

The Murder of Crows by cerbykerby (M, 101k, wangxian, slow burn, pining, yiling wei sect au, fluff & angst, dark, romance, WIP)

Turn Left by kianspo (M, 186k, WIP, WangXian, NieLan, Canon Divergence, Fix-It of Sorts, Friends to Lovers, eventually, references to child sexual abuse, not main characters, Neurodivergent LWJ, Slow Build, Lán Family Feels, specifically, Twin Jades of Lán Feels, lwj-centric, Twin Jades of Lán Dynamics, Somebody Lives/Not Everyone Dies)

If I Could Go Back in Time by Runningbarefoot (M, 122k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Role Reversal, Somebody Lives/Not Everyone Dies, Pining, Angst with a Happy Ending, Grief/Mourning, YLLZ WWX, Eventual Happy Ending, The Twin Jade Brotherhood, Hurt/Comfort, Healing, Character Study, Twin Prides of Yúnmèng Dynamics, Slow Burn)

And I Will Call You Home by Spodumene (E, 42k, WangXian, Case Fic, Post-Canon, Getting Together, Pining, Angst with a Happy Ending, Love Confessions, Canon-Typical Violence, Blood, Ghosts, Suicide, Explicit Sexual Content, Attempted Sexual Assault, LWJ whump, Original Character Death(s))

crossed the world with these empty hands by spookykingdomstarlight (E, 166k, WangXian, Modern AU, Artists, Non-Linear Narrative, POV LWJ, Established Relationship, Pre-Relationship, Getting Together, Demisexual WWX, Angst and Fluff and Smut, Happy Ending, Weddings, Separation Anxiety, Family Drama, Dysfunctional Family, Self-Worth Issues, Casual Sex, College/University, Temporary Long Distance Relationships, Relationship Pressures and Stresses, Insecurity)

The Vessel by Solmae (M, 54k, WIP, WangXian, XiCheng, Drama & Romance, Slow Burn, Friends to Lovers)

A Life Without Regrets by naqaashi (M, 74k, WIP, WangXian, Time Travel Fix-It, Angst with a Happy Ending, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Crack Treated Seriously, musical cultivation, Slow Burn, Mutual Pining, Rogue Cultivator WWX, Murder Husbands, Happy Ending, PTSD, BAMF WWX, Cultivation Sect Politics, Worldbuilding, Módào Zǔshī & The Untamed Combination, No Yīn Iron, Genius WWX, Inventor WWX, Artist WWX, Musician WWX, Bad Parent JFM, Bad Parent YZY, Cultivation Theory, Sentient Burial Mounds, Dysfunctional Family, Grief/Mourning, Parent-Child Relationship, Angry WWX, Angst, No Golden Core Transfer, BAMF LWJ, Idiots in Love)

every love story is a ghost story by aisthuu (M, 59k, WangXian, Modern AU, Reincarnation, Character Turned Into a Ghost, Post-Canon, Angst with a Happy Ending, Implied/Referenced Homophobia, Mixed Canon)

Alter by Solmae (E, 162k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Drama & Romance, Slow Burn, Rape/Non-con Elements, Gang Rape, Forced Prostitution, PTSD, Bottom LWJ, Top/Bottom Versatile | Switch WangXian, Explicit Sexual Content, Sexual Slavery, Angst with a Happy Ending, Implied/Referenced Torture)

We can fix that by Spindoctor (E, 35k, WangXianJue, NMJ Lives, Arranged Marriage, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Cock Warming, Caretaking, Light BDSM, Thigh jobs, Everyone Loves WWX, Canon Divergence, Fix-It, Frottage, Hurt/Comfort, Angst with a Happy Ending, Starvation, Starvation recovery, PTSD, PTSD RECOVERY, Suicidal Ideation, Scars, Discussion of Surgery,mild body horror, discussion of starvation, body talk, cnc fantasies, Light Bondage, tender fucking, Slow Burn, JYL Lives, BAMF JYL, Erectile Dysfunction, Weight Gain, Chapter Specific Tags in Beginning Notes)

Something at the Door by Pip (Moirail) (E, 50k, WangXian, Modern with Magic, Modern Cultivation, Intrusive Thoughts, Horror, Suicidal Thoughts, Temporary Character Death, Blood, Explicit Sexual Content, Mutual Pining, Angst with a Happy Ending, Mystery, Urban Fantasy)

爱不释手; never let me go by yiqie (E, 68k, WangXian, Case Fic, Blood and Injury, Demons, Body Horror)

a small change Series by celialoveslwj (T, 92k, JC & WWX, Background WangXian, JC Centric, Angst, Sickfic, yunmeng trio, Canon Divergence, Break-off before Qiongqi Path incident, Somebody Lives/Not Everyone Dies, Dealing with sickness, Golden Core Transfer Failure?, Bittersweet Ending, BAMF JYL, Hurt/Comfort, PTSD, Grief/Mourning, Fix-It of Sorts)

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15. Do you guys have a rec list for outsider point of view stories? People reacting to the nonsense WangXian get up to is always great fun!

My chain hits my chest/When I'm bangin' on the radio by x_los (T, 2k, wangxian, modern w/ magic, case fic, competence kink, YLLZ WWX)

boom clap the sound of—Public Displays of Affection by Whispering_Sumire (E, 13k, wangxian, modern, reincarnation au, temporary character death, heartfelt conversations, crack treated seriously, outsider pov, accidental voyeurism, scheming NHS, redemption, angst & feels, family drama, panic attacks, hugging, crying, love, grief/mourning, hopeful ending)

❤️ Attempting the Impossible by Ariaste for williedustice (T, 36k, WangXian, JC & WWX, Post-Canon, Yunmeng Bros Reconciliation, Adoption, Family Fluff, Kid fic, Family drama, Fluff, [PODFIC] Attempting the Impossible by Ariaste by lunatique)

Six in one hand by deliciousblizzardshark (T, 2k, WangXian, JC & WWX, Modern: No Powers, Crack Treated Seriously, Compulsory Heterosexuality, POV JC)

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16. hey do you by any chance know ff where lwj is injured and wei ying gets in his protective husband mode? angst and gore would be preferred

silk threads and precious metal by Sevidri (M, 4k, WangXian, Canon-Typical Violence, Sunshot Campaign, Whump, Blood and Injury, WWX' Canonical Vengeful Streak, LWJ Makes A Beautiful Damsel in Distress, Non-Consensual Ribbon Touching, Protective wwx, Hurt LWJ)

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17. Hi!! I'm in the mood for a fic where jgy is put through torture (preferably at the hands of jgs or jin-furen and preferably psycological) and tossed to either nmj or lxc (or both). @halfwizardprincess

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[dragondemoness]

Omg that Agnst with Toko's s/o falling outta love with her is to much. Can you do one where she's able to find love again and this time they're actually "the one" I just need some fluff to brighten up toko's life. Preferably with a bright and energetic reader who's affectionate towards her cause she definitely needs it

I haven’t touched that post since I uploaded it a year ago, so this’ll be interesting

I wrote this in the form of a fic instead of headcanons, because that’s how I wrote that post as well. Consistency is key, right?

Toko Fukawa Finding Love after her Previous S/O Broke up With Her

When her ex-partner shut the door to their shared home, Toko fell to her knees in complete and utter despair. 

Her first actual partner, and they left her behind, just like everyone else.

She gave them her trust and her heart, and they threw it away like it was nothing.

Was humanity pure garbage, or was she just not meant to be loved?

Well, if things like that kept happening, it had to be the latter.

She could barely function after that. She barely slept, barely ate, she couldn’t even bring herself to write anymore because it reminded her of the projects they worked on together. She almost deleted all their artwork she had saved on her computer, but couldn’t bring herself to do it.

Even though she hated them for what they did, she didn’t want to erase everything that reminded her of them. And the voices in her head returned, and without them there to calm them, the intrusive thoughts were more intense than ever.

After a while, she decided to head off to the library to try to take her mind off things. If she lost the passion to write, she could at least read. As she mindlessly looked at the books on the shelves, she accidentally bumped into someone. She dropped a book she was holding, and she was sure she heard her glasses crack.

“Oh, I’m sorry! Are you okay?”

Toko sat up in a daze and rubbed her head. She looked up at you, who extended a hand to her with a kind look on your face. 

She stubbornly smacked your hand away and helped herself up on a nearby table.

“G-Geez, w-watch where you’re g-going next time! And I thought I was b-blind...”

You gave her an apologetic look and bent down to pick up the book she dropped.

You handed it to her with a kind smile. “Here you go.”

Toko scoffed and took the book from you before moving her hand to adjust their glasses. That’s when she realized that the frame had been bent.

“Agh! D-Dammit!”

She grumbled in frustration, and it made you feel even worse.

“Oh no! I’m really sorry, I swear I didn’t mean to. I can help pay for it!”

You offered, but she shook her head with a sigh.

“N-No, it’s f-fine. I don’t n-need your help.”

You stepped forward and rested your hands on her shoulders, fixing her with a firm stare.

“I insist. Let me help.”

She stared at you with wide eyes, shocked at your sudden insistence. You seemed so kind, it reminded her of her ex-partner when they first met.

After a moment, she sighed and begrudgingly accepted it.

“Alright, f-fine. L-Let’s go.”

You smiled. “Great! Oh, by the way, I’m (Name).”

“I’m T-Toko... Toko Fukawa.”

You headed off to the eye doctor to check on her prescription and you paid for her new glasses. You were all smiles, and Toko wasn’t sure whether to be charmed or annoyed. After that, you proposed that you hang out, and she accepted it.

She was surprised at herself for it, but there was something different about you. And as you talked and got to know each other, she found herself enjoying your company.

That didn’t mean she trusted you, though. Not yet.

But after that, when you asked to meet up again, she agreed to that too.

Having a friend actually sounded pretty nice.

But after you’ve known each other for so long, and she starts developing romantic feelings for you, she’s horrified.

Every time she’s fallen in love in the past, it ended in disaster. It doesn’t matter, how badly she wants to tell you, she’s not risking losing you. But you beat her to it, as you confessed your feelings for her in the library where you two met.

She’s so shocked and overwhelmed that she ends up having a panic attack.

You do her best to calm her, but she’s just so terrified of loving you only to have her heart broken once again. No matter how much you assure her that you would never do that to her, she just can’t believe it. What you say to her is exactly what her ex-partner told her, and look how that turned out.

You know it’s gonna take a long time for her to heal, but you ask her to at least give you a chance to prove that you really, truly love her.

She’s hesitant, but she agrees.

So you begin a relationship. You treat her with nothing but kindness, and you give her all the love and affection she could ask for. It was a bit of a surprise at first, since her last partner wasn’t as clingy, but it actually felt really nice. 

But even after several months of being together, Toko struggles to feel truly comfortable in the relationship. She had been through this before, and she’s prepared to lose it all any day now. She loves you, and your affection, but she’s too afraid of getting attached, only to lose it all.

But despite her doubts, you never give up on her. You continue to give her hugs, kisses and affirmations. You never get up and walk away, even if it might get irritating. She couldn’t be more grateful for that.

So you continue loving on her and giving her affection, and she finds herself growing more comfortable, little by little.

And after a while, she can finally believe that you’re the real deal.

And one day, she might run into her ex-partner. They’ll have a casual conversation, and they’re still kind and respectful with her. At that point, Toko isn’t as bitter towards them anymore, but she just doesn’t want anything to do with them. 

It’ll take a long while, but she’ll be comfortable with you eventually. You’re kind, sweet and affectionate. A perfect match for her. She knows now that you’re the one for her, and little by little, you’ll help repair the wounds on her heart.

[kopivie]

hey zuzu (or was it cinna now? havent been on tumblr in a long while, sorry), its 🦫anon just dropping by to say hi :)

just read your nostalgia post and i’m so glad that you’re in a better place mentally! i just wanted to say that it doesn’t matter if your rusty now, who cares? tbh, i haven’t drawn in years, even all those times when i sent you a drawing when we were all in a genshin haze i didn’t feel great about them, but looking back (and even back then) i was so happy that the fact that they were sub-par didn’t matter because we were having fun, y’know

i honestly have a small habit of dissociating as a subconscious coping mechanism, and reading fanfics was like a way of escape for me. ignore the real world with all the noise and people and head into a world of imagination with my favorite comfort characters. and it was so fun sharing my silly little daydreams with you and everyone else :D

i’m more out of my shell now and finally have great friends. but i just wanted to come back and well, say thanks for honestly being one of my firsts(? i don’t knkw if we count as friends, but yk what i mean)

-🦫 just glad that you’re better now and are finding your motivation again, even if it’s only bit by bit. thanks for keeping me company during the pandemic. my relationship with my sisters was still rocky then and sadly i wasnt the best at handling all of that, but it’s all better now.

in short, i just wanted to say hi, super glad that you’re doing better and thanks for putting a smile on my face with your fics :) (and honestly, i dont think my genshin obsession couldn’t have lasted 3.5 years w/o you fanfic authors😭)

im not on tumblr much anymore but i’ll try to remember to drop by and say hi whenever i do :) <3

oh my goodness.. this definitely made me tear up. the very fact that some of my closest friends/anons from my time writing on tumblr are still around me in some way is so heartwarming.

thank YOU for listening to all my ramblings and chatting with me for so long! the very same way us fic writers got you through a rough patch, you've also helped us as well. i mean i can't speak for others, but i can certainly speak for myself when i say that your company meant the world to me then and it still does even now!

i'm so happy to hear that you're doing well these days 🥰 i hope the sun continues to shine on you, my love 💜

[two-sides-samecoin]

i just spent however long reading all of your st posts and you're so right all the time! i adore steve and robin (and vickie). steve is my guy, my bitchy baby girl, my badass loser. robin is my girl, my awkward polyglot, my annoyed loser. stobins dynamic is top notch, they are soulmates, they're drift compatible, they want to combine into one person. and i'm so tired of people acting like anyone else can have this dynamic. i've seen too many posts (which any in the first place but it's been at least 6) in which people put eddie and nancy into the bathroom scene and it makes me want to pull my hair out. and there's so many things i want to put into this post ab how the fandom and st canon treats steve (overall, within his relationship w everyone, how they treat the concept of popularity (bc people like steve! he's a person people enjoy being around! he wouldn't be popular otherwise.), his intelligence (he's framed as stupid but his intelligence hasn't changed and he is, in fact, smart! and he's so emotionally intelligent and aware of everything) and how people say they love him and robin and stobin but don't actually like or understand any of them, etc.) and how vickie is amazing and vibes so well w robin and that she understands both robin and steve bc she has some similarities both personality wise and w her interests, and how people reduce robin to nancys (fanon) love interest or to bitchy autistic lesbian. (extrapolating on any of that would be like 6 asks and you've talked ab a lot of it already). and now i've decided that steves never done anything wrong bc he was genuinely in the right 98% of the time in s1, but people are acting stupid, so now he was always right. and honestly, i consider his s3 actions of letting erica and dustin go w them ooc bc in s2, he absolutely would've never, and nothing that happened between then and now would've changed his feelings on that. maybe i'm wrong on that, but it feels ooc to me. and he hasn't done anything wrong in any other season. also, i loved your post ab how steve became the person he is bc of trauma, how he doesn't freak out bc he knows he can't, he's the one stepping up to protect everyone and if he falters, he dies and everyone else is gonna be in more danger. any posts ab any of this make me go feral, so. anyways, sorry for ranting in your asks, i just kinda lost it a bit as soon as i started typing lol ✨️

thank you so much for taking the time to read all of them that’s so sweet 🥹

also this is long so going to put it under read more! :)

aww i’m so happy that you love these characters! they really are so wonderful and i love how you’ve described steve and robin <3 legit stobin means so much to me and you’re right i’m so tired of people acting like any other dynamic can have their friendship. ahh i hate when people put eddie or nancy in the stobin scene. or like even mention them because no no no you’re totally forgetting the purpose of this scene. which is funny because people have complained about steve stan’s not being respectful of this scene but like we high key are. but people want to make this scene about one of their ships when the whole point is about robin deciding to come out to steve. it has nothing to do with who her crush is on it’s about her own sexuality. and i’m sure you’ve seen me say this lol but it’s funny how the fandom wants queer representation meanwhile they completely bulldoze and ignore the wants/needs of queer characters. just to fulfill a ship they want.

everything you said about steve! i’ve even seen people legit put stars in steve’s name like this: st*ve which i guess do what you want but why can’t you even type a character’s name? i don’t want to keep repeating what you say so yes agree everything you said about steve’s treatment in fandom! i also 100% about vickie! ohh i need to talk about what you said about season 1 steve! people love to act like he was a devil or something but my dude just reacted to the fact that someone took pictures of him and his friends and girlfriend without his consent! then reacted to the fact that he believes his girlfriend cheated on him with the dude that took pictures of them when being a creep. like i would not act in a good way either. also like steve’s actions are on the same level as some of the other main character’s actions yet stan’s of their characters don’t have to say 24/7 the fact that their fav is an asshole.

about letting dustin and erica do that in season 3: i think it may be slightly ooc but also he’s faced against a kid who did go his own demands in a dire situation. i think after that he would realize that he can’t stop dustin from doing this so i think it may be easier to go along with it and steve can try to keep dustin and all of them safe. also we don’t know what happened between season 2 and 3 so i wonder if steve and dustin got caught up in shenanigans before

ahhh i’m so happy that you love that post <3 and yes yes exactly what you said about steve there. don’t say sorry because i love this rant! i love when people rant as i do it a lot lol and i love hearing people doing it. thank you so much for this!! :)

[rustyskateblade]

do you have thoughts on what the red wings "players favorite things basket auction" is telling us? including but not limited to... tyler bertuzzi's favorite things include bespoke ice cubes?

hi, i actually exclusively have thoughts about this topic ONLY now, thanks. (dis)honorable mentions include:

-jonathan bernier only having 3 things in his basket (but one of them is an autographed goalie stick so i’ll let it slide)

-don’t know how you could mention tyler bertuzzi’s ice balls and not the inexplicable item titled simply “What Do You Meme?”

-adam erne’s fortnite currency

-robby fabbri is a starbucks heaux pass it on

-thomas greiss’ was a wild ride from start to finish honestly but the one that i cannot get over is the book “never feed a yeti spaghetti” like?

-sam gagner with like 15 bottles of wine?? sir??

-filip hronek really said “i’m gonna put beer, wine, coca cola, nutella, m&m’s, and sour gummi bears but also some organic green tea to balance it all out”

-larkin’s was cute aw it’s all dog stuff but i especially loved that it also includes a little stuffed bernedoodle

-i somehow already knew anthony mantha’s candy preferences but being confronted with the words “sour melon bites” was really alarming. also he should go to jail for trying to auction off used gloves like i kno that’s not uncommon but it’s also so gross

-jon merrill?? that motherfucker who looks like joe dirt? has books? in his?? and ok this is actually an honorable mention because 2 of the books are “just ask!” by sonia sotomayor (hello?) and “between the world and me” by ta-nehisi coates (holy shit hello??) we love a woke well-read king

-vladdy namestnikov likes basic bitch scented candles spread the word

-all of the star wars stuff in troy stecher’s basket

-filip zadina man that bitch really loves dark chocolate

-HANDS DOWN FAVORITE OF ALL OF THIS is frans nielsen’s item “Large Glass Jar” PLWJEHSJ? i literally laughed so hard at this that i cried

[shotorozu]

encountering a ‘pick me’ girl

character(s) : kirishima eijirou, todoroki shouto, bakugou katsuki (bnha)

warning : PICK ME GIRL, misogyny (?) pick me girl makes an off handed comment about your body but it’s not detailed at all

PART TWO — PART THREE

legend : [Y/N = your name] afab! reader, but they/them pronouns used, quirk not mentioned

headcanon type : fluff, angst if you squint

note(s) : i made 2 versions of this post so,, if you’re reading this— then i probably decided that i liked this one more than the other one i made,, anyways, i used real life examples 💀

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kirishima eijirou

i’d imagine that eijirou would have an idea of what a pick me girl is— i mean, there were probably 2 of those girls in middle school

but has he experienced it first hand? nahh.

though, eijirou didn’t think he’d encounter one when he was already in a healthy and committed relationship!

eijirou is practically friends with everyone— and yeah, even the most unexpected. so, he’s bound to accidentally befriend a pick me girl

him, being the nicest one out of all of the characters in this list, will still be nice to said pick me girl, despite wanting to snob them to the core

because really— you can’t really fight fire with fire in some cases

but, he can be everything but lenient when the pick me girl starts insulting you for doing certain things, and for absurd reasons too

like,, how you laugh, and how you take care of yourself (for example— if you wear makeup, or how you style your hair)

which is odd! everything about you is everything but the things the pick me girl has stated so.. he cannot stand by.

SCENARIO

the girl giggles to herself after that snide comment leaves her lip gloss coated lips. eijirou shifts uncomfortably— honestly taken aback by the anything but subtle insult that was thrown at you

“like.. seriously! it’s honestly quite superficial if you look at it like that. who the hell would put that much effort infront of your boyfriend? i’d assume they’d see everything AND everything but.. i guess not.”

you blink. superficial? now that’s a new one. the girl infront of you has been babbling insults sugarcoated in boasts the entire time, and you’re just wondering if it’s about time you guys leave but—

“well that’s unfair,” your boyfriend laughs, “i put the same amount of effort as this cutie right here,” eijirou pokes at your cheek, earning a quick laugh from you— which he can only thank the heavens for that

“but that’s different. it actually looks put together when you’re doing it, eiji.” the certain glint in her smile makes you want to wipe it right off with a dirty mop, “it’s impossible to look put together with expensive clothes, but being built like a—”

the sound of the sliding of a chair is quicker than your actions, and it easily cuts her off.

“i’m sorry, but we gotta go, it’s totally not cool of you to say those things about Y/N!”

“what? but i mean.. it’s true, right? i’m looking out for them! they’re literally out here l—”

“bye!” eijirou waves her goodbye with your hand, dismissing the sour expression on her face— as he dashes off with you

you’d question how he’s just so nice to people like that, but when he turns around, you could see the distaste in his eyes

“so that’s what a pick me girl’s like,” shaking his head, his expression lights up with such a quick manner “i’ll never make friends that are like that again!”

safe to say, eijirou’s friend list has been a a person shorter ever since that incident

bakugou katsuki

oh, so that girl’s bold bold.

if she thinks she could get away with being a not so subtle pick me girl infront of bakugou katsuki, then she couldn’t be more wrong.

it’s absolutely revolting— i mean, he hasn’t displayed any romantic feelings towards ANYONE that isn’t you.

also, they’re quite gutsy if you ask me. so congrats for having guts??

i don’t think he’d be friends with a pick me girl. he’s very selective of who he’s befriending, so it’s probably your friend that’s the pick me girl in this case

he wouldn’t know what a pick me girl would be, but he’d probably know the description of one.

over some time, he’d grow some resistance to insults directed at him, but when someone insults his s/o

oh boy. that’s not good. remember when i said that katsuki was almost like your scary and intimidating dog

this is what i mean

knows he can’t make a scene, so his first option is to be dismissive asf— but if said pick me girl literally can’t get it, he won’t be afraid of shoving some explosions into her face

because his hands are rated e for everyone

SCENARIO

“so you wanna be picked or something, is that it?” he hates how you literally have the resistance of a rock— which is something he always liked, but in this case hated. if it weren’t for you— he would’ve blasted explosions into her sorry excuse of a face until it’s beyond recognition (that wouldn’t be hero like, is what you’ve said in the past, but he disagrees.)

but seriously? ugh. he just wants to leave this horrid place, and make some dinner with you in the comfort of his home. why are you even friends with her anyway? she’s not even trying to be slick at this point.

“p-picked? i’m not understanding, katsu.”

“it’s bakugou.”

“right,” her laughter is like nails on chalkboard, “i’m just watching out for Y/N, y’know? there’s no point in wearing all of that.. on their face.” and she’s obviously referring to your obviously very well done makeup

“it’ll make your skin terrible in the long run! and really— i couldn’t really understand on why someone would wear that much, when you could survive with i dunno.. lip gloss at most?”

you would’ve actually said something as a rebuttal, but your boyfriend is quicker, and a lot more direct than anyone else in the area.

“just say you can’t do makeup and fucking scram,” katsuki’s ice cold glare finally breaks out of the act he’s been trying to hold together for you

“their makeup is fucking bomb as hell, compared to your ridiculous spider lashes, lady. come back when you’ve watched james charles’ entire fucking channel.” he harshly states in similar bakugou fashion, despite the lack of screaming.

and if you squinted hard enough, you could see tears welling up in her eyes. but katsuki tugs your hand before anything else could be said

“let’s fucking go, you need better friends.”

he makes you cut ties with all of them, and he practically scolds your terrible choice of friends— but he goes quiet when you tell him that you’ve been friends with her since middle school

“good fucking riddance. next time, i’ll punch them as soon as they say something outta line, got that?” and next time (hopefully, there won’t be a next time) you’ll actually lash out— or maybe,, you’ll let him loose for once.

todoroki shouto

now shouto might be,, socially unaware sometimes. but he can tell whenever someone’s trying to insult his s/o

like,, right away.

now— you both run into this person after a pleasant date, and she eagerly presented herself as your friend

so, her attitude catches him off guard because who’d have anything rude to say about you and towards shouto’s face? especially when it’s about something normal.

like,, wasn’t she your friend?? why is she even like this?

his hostility is very well known, so they should be scared.

he gets detached from the conversation, and he’ll immediately go cold— and shouto would probably go as far as walking away with your hand in his

doesn’t matter if he properly says goodbye or not— if a girl’s being rude to his s/o, they obviously don’t deserve his usually polite attitude. nope, that’s a luxury.

oh— and what more when they’re seeking for his validation. newsflash! said pick me girl won’t be get any from him.

SCENARIO

shouto couldn’t stop the bitterness bleeding into his mouth, when the girl in front of him continued to babble and take up the valuable time he had left with his s/o

initially, she presented herself as your friend from middle school— but as of now? she seems to be more interested in him more than you, despite knowing you first.

she’d ask him a string of obvious questions with very obvious answers, like ‘is she treating you well?’ ‘is she acting correctly?’ and questions of the sort

“oh, sorry! i’d hate to cut this conversation short, but—” you finally decide that it was about time to leave, while shouto looks pretty,, deadpanned right now, you could tell that he was gradually starting to get irritated by your friend’s words.

“wait. thats.. kind of controlling, don’t you think? do you ever let shou make decisions?”

“uh.. controlling? since when??” you question at the accusation. this girl knows nothing about your relationship dynamic, and she’s already jumping the gun and making conclusions.

your gaze snaps back to shouto, who looks just as surprised as he could possibly be.

“yeah! it clearly looks like he still wants to talk” which is an obvious lie, shouto just wants it out of here “i wonder how you managed to snag such a guy like him,” she comments with a smile that looked anything above suspicion (yet, it makes your stomach churn)

you could see the way her hand gets gradually closer to him— and frankly, you’re not sure about what she was planning to do next, “you wouldn’t need to dress all expensive and fancy, if you’re with a girl with an already classy appear—”

“i think this conversation is over,” shouto grip is firm on the wrist that was attempting to grab his shoulder, shouto makes no attempt to even look at the girl infront of him “i don’t know what you’re trying to do, but it’s not humorous. at all.”

“what?” she stammers, drawing her hand back “i-it’s obvious they don’t know how to take a joke! this is why there are barely any good w—”

shouto’s next actions knocks her speechless, his hand rests at the small of your back, before gently guiding you forward— “love, what movie are we watching later?” he says, making an effort to press a quick, yet intense kiss on your lips

“oh,” you breathe out, surprised by this action. “don’t be so tense, love.” shouto comments on how tense your shoulders have looked, ever since she started running her mouth, “now.. what movie do you want to watch tonight? comedy? thriller?”

“you pick,” you laugh at the quick shift of topic. and when you look behind you, you could see shame and defeat welling up on her face. shouto finally feels like he could smile again, the bitterness dissipating from his mouth

after shouto questions you if that was what a pick me girl was, he makes sure that you guys won’t ever encounter such thing again

“you.. don’t have more friends like that, right? if you do— we could always do another friend list cleansing.” this statement makes you laugh but shouto is anything but joking

but being reminded of his reaction to that ‘pick me’ girl does puts a smile on your face.

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[karmelek-writes]

comfort zone | part 4

Harrison Osterfield x fem!reader, Tom Holland x fem!reader

Synopsis: What do you do when you love them but want someone else?

Word count: 7,5k

Warnings: angst, smut (masturbation, teasing, dirty talk), swearing, thoughts of sex

A/N: Hi guys! So part 4 of comfort zone is finally here! I'm so sorry you had to wait for so long but I really wanted to make sure that my work wasn't rushed and that I'm satisfied with how it turned out. Also thank you to everyone who waited for me to post this, you are the best! Special thank you to @tom-holland-is-spiderman-archive and @osterfieldshollandgirl for giving me ideas for the series, helping and supporting me and my work! 💕 I hope you love this part and I can't wait to hear your thoughts!

PS. If anyone wants to be tagged let me know!

Love, W 🖤

Disclaimer: English is not my first language so sorry for any mistakes.

Read part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4 - teaser, part 4 - teaser #2

When you agreed on Harrison’s proposal to take you out, you definitely didn’t expect him to go off for you. Right before you were to reach your destination the blonde asked you to put on a blindfold to cover your eyes so that you couldn’t see what was about to come. You weren’t too sure about it noticing that he was driving through acres of forests and meadows but a playful gleam in his eye somehow assured you that you could put your trust in him. The first thing that hit your senses when you got out of the car was the tangy smell of the forest. The cry of birds mixed with the soothing rusting of the trees has brought a wide grin to your face. Taking your hand in his, Harrison led you a few steps inland, ensuring you with a soft humming that you were going to love the surprise. After what felt like hours, he finally came to a halt, dropping your palm, but not without placing a small kiss on your knuckles. You stood in the same place for a while until you felt two strong arms wrapping around your waist from behind. The action made a short gasp fall out of your mouth but you visibly relaxed inhaling the familiar scent of the blonde. With a low hum, he rested his head on your shoulder, rocking you two from side to side in slow motion to the rustle of the wind. You two were swinging, enjoying the peaceful moment. You hoped that Harrison couldn’t feel your rapid heartbeat caused by the proximity. Despite chilly gusts of wind brushing your skin, the goosebumps on your body were the result of Harrison’s silhouette pressed tight against your curves. Sighing softly you threw your head back wishing that you could stay in that position for years. Finding comfort in the warmth radiating from Harrison’s body your mind started wandering around your feelings towards the boy. You loved the effect he had on you, you felt calmer in his presence. He has become such a permanent part of your life in the course of the last few weeks that now you couldn’t imagine your day without a good morning message on your phone or not hearing his laugh on a daily basis. The boundary between friends and something more was long crossed but you still didn’t know what you were standing on. In the fear of your relationship shifting after mentioning your doubts, you decided to suck them in and not let Harrison know about the thoughts that were running through your mind. The loss of Tom hurt you, he still hasn’t hit you up and you started to feel like you deserved it. That’s why you were determined to keep the blonde in your life as he was one of the few people you cared about.

“What are you thinking about?” Harrison whispered in your ear as his hand travelled lower to rest on your hip.

“You,” you weren’t a good liar so you decided to be truthful, even if you didn’t give him a full answer.

“What about me?” you could sense a smirk in the tone of his voice, trying to persuade you to say what exactly was in your heart.

“I’m just wondering when did you become such a hopeless romantic.”

“Hmm… Don’t get too happy yet, I still can leave you here to die and no one would know.”

“Good thing you can’t live without my poor sense of humour and grumbling.”

“Don’t forget your horrible singing abilities, my favourite,” the last remark forced a giggle out of you which caused Harrison to laugh himself. When the laughter died out, he stepped away from you to remove the blindfold from your eyes.

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Breathing in the smell of leaves covered in tiny raindrops and freshly blossoming greenery, you were relaxing admiring the beauty of waves, carried by a soft gust of wind, crashing into the harsh surface of stony lakeshore while Harrison was preparing the place for you to spend the night. You insisted on helping but he dismissed you giving you time to adjust to the new scenery. Intrigued by the charm of the lake you chose to get up and take a walk to look around. The fear of getting lost in the middle of the unknown forest supported by the gathering darkness didn’t let you wander too far off but you still managed to discover some amazing spots that allowed you to take a few photos of the lake illuminated by the glow of the sunset. So cliche, you thought, shaking your head and laughing silently at your own cheesiness. Still, you were excited to show Harrison the photos, knowing that he’d love to see them. Coming back after a few minutes you noticed that almost everything was ready. Wood needed to light a bonfire was set by a bench, music playing softly in the back and snacks alongside a takeout on the table looking so delicious you contemplated on starting eating without Harrison. You decided against that, spotting him by the car finishing making your bed for the night. Unbeknownst to you, he purposely made a choice not to bring a tent so that you two could snuggle in the boot of his car. Even after moving the seats all the way forward there wasn’t that much space. Harrison knew that he would wake up with a sore back and a headache but he didn’t care about one sleepless night if it meant he would get close to you. All that was worth it to see a smile on your face and hold you in his arms even if it’s just for a few hours.

Watching Harrison suddenly made a playful thought cross your mind. Creeping around in the twilight, you swifty enveloped the car getting impossibly close to him, being careful not to alert him of your presence. You almost busted out laughing hearing Harrison singing along to Britney Spears’ Toxic that just sounded in the speakers. Containing your outburst, you extended your hand to grab the blonde's ankle. The sudden touch brought out a high-pitched scream from Harrison making you fall to the floor with tears in your eyes.

“What the hell?!” you heard him shout as he detected your silhouette wriggling from the laughter next to him.

“That was hilarious! You should have seen your face!” After calming down a bit you got up from the ground facing a visibly not amused man.

“Oh you think that’s funny?” Harrison rolled his eyes and crossed his arms in a fake anger. “I hit my head!” he groaned, hand moving to scratch the back of his skull.

“Aww, poor baby. I’ll kiss it later,” you cooed at him, feeling slight guilt creeping because of hurting him but it was quickly replaced by filth as unholy thoughts crossed through your mind after receiving a lusty look thrown in your way.

“You better,” Harrison proclaimed and you didn’t miss a way his eyes flickered to your lips for a split second before he smirked and walked past you.

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In Harrison’s mind winning you over wasn’t hard. He had a plan and it included being the best man he could be for you. Not that he normally wasn’t nice but when it came to you, he made sure to put extra effort in everything he was doing because he wanted to impress you so much. He failed to understand one thing, though, and it was his own admiration towards you. You were a good girl from a good house and Harrison knew that, he was your friend before but he couldn’t make out when he first realised he liked you and when liking you turned into being into you and when that turned into completely and utterly adoring you. His feelings crushed at him at the most unexpected moment and it scared him and thrilled at the same time. He was eager because you never failed to keep him on his toes, making him submit to you and falling in love with you every single day but also afraid because he never in his life felt such intense feelings towards any girl and he didn’t quite know what it meant for him. However, Harrison wasn’t stupid. He was more than aware of Tom’s feelings for you even if the man himself wasn’t yet. The way Tom spoke about you, with how much love your name rolled out of his mouth started making Harrison sick to his stomach. He was Tom’s friend but he couldn’t bring himself to stop talking to you or blocking you from his life. Harrison was breaking the bro code and he hated to be that person but he didn’t want to choose between love and friendship. That’s why he never told Tom about you. In his eyes, you and Harrison were just good friends who reconnected after losing contact. The blonde didn’t have the heart to reveal the truth, especially when Tom was venting to him about how he fucked up your friendship and how bad he wanted you back. He didn’t even have the courage to back up when the oldest Holland asked him for help with winning you back. That’s how he knew that Tom was about to call you tonight to make things right and that was the reason for your little adventure. Well, it wasn’t the only reason because he still wanted to do something nice for you and spend some quality time together but he still wished you forgot about Tom. He wished that after today you would see that Harrison was better for you than the bruette, because even though he was assured of your mutual attraction, he knew you still liked Tom. Another thing was that Harrison knew he was always the second choice. Most girls only talked to him to get with Tom and he was sick of being treated like a means to an end. Once in his life he wanted to be the chosen one, he wanted you to choose him. He hated himself for competing with his best friend for your favours, but what made him feel even worse was using Tom’s feelings to his advantage. Despite everything, they were still best friends. Harrison had Tom’s plan of making you like him again written in his head that’s why he was ten steps ahead in their game. He didn’t like referring to you as a prize someone could win, you weren’t an object that could satisfy anyone but that was how he felt - like a player who was too proud to back up even if he knew he should. The truth was Harrison was desperate. It’s been too long since he got a sense of comfort from someone, since he felt needed and wanted, and to his liking and hating, since someone made his skin burn just by a simple brush or caused his blood rush south just by glancing at him. He wanted- no, he needed that intimacy. He did what he did because it’s been too long since he felt like he was alive.

“Hey, are you okay?” your sweet, dripping with concern voice brought Harrison back to harsh reality.

“Oh, sorry. Yes, yes, I’m okay,” he didn’t know if he was trying to convince you or himself but it seemed to work as your full of worry eyes gleamed with their usual playfulness.

“You haven’t been listening to anything I said, have you?” a lopsided smile and apologetic glance sent your way were enough to confirm your suspicion. “It’s okay, it wasn’t anything interesting anyway,” you faked a chuckle to relieve some tension as you felt stupid for rambling. That must have been the reason Harrison zoned out, you thought, mentally scolding yourself for boring him.

“Hey, hey, no! Look at me, please,” at his plea you moved to face the blonde and you immediately melted just from looking straight into his ocean blue eyes. “I’m sorry for zoning out. Please, don’t think that I’m not interested in what you’re saying. It’s just um…” you sent him a warm smile noticing the hesitation in his melodic voice hoping it would help him to open up. The trick did its job as Harrison giggled at you. “It isn’t fair, you know?” he groaned playfully.

“What are you talking about?” you played stupid, sending him another “innocent” smile.

“THIS is what I’m talking about! You can’t just smile at me like that, it makes my knees weak and I want-” Harrison bit his tongue just in time to stop himself from saying something he’d regret later. He wasn’t ready to tell you about his feelings yet, as horrible as it sounded he needed to take Tom out of the picture first.

“And you want…” you didn’t let him get away with continuing, as you nodded at him to go on. Harrison cursed under his breath, not sure what to do next.

“I’ve just been having a rough time lately,” his mood shifted slightly and you probably wouldn’t notice if it wasn’t for him fidgeting with his fingers. You picked up that it was one of the things he used to do when he was nervous so you took matters into your own hands to lighten up the mood. You took his hand into yours, fingers intertwining with his as you squeezed his palm to silently assure him of your presence and support. Turning to face him you made a bold move to place a gentle kiss right at the corner of his mouth. You didn’t know what gave you confidence but you wanted to make him feel better, to show him you were there for him too. Pulling out slightly you made a mistake to avert your gaze from his lips and look him in the eyes. It felt as if the time stopped when Harrison subtly titled his head to the side without breaking eye contact. Desire evident in his azure irises consuming your soul, yet he hesitated to press his soft lips to your own. Noses brushing, you could feel his hot and uneven breath on your burning skin. Suddenly you forgot how to breathe, too occupied by the rapid heartbeat buzzing in your ears to pay attention to Harrison’s thumb caressing your rosy from excitement cheek.

“Whatever it is that you’re struggling with, I’m here for you,” you were scared to speak up so as not to ruin the sweet moment, so you whispered the words as delicately as you could, wishing that it could last forever. Harrison nodded at you, implying that he understood what you tried to say, too busy admiring your beauty from up close. After seeing his stare wandering on your features you suddenly became highly alerted of every single imperfection evident on your skin. Insecure of yourself, you turned away to look at the smouldering flames, too embarrassed to notice Harrison’s loving gaze.

“Make a wish,” his voice sounded after a few seconds of silence.

“What?” dumbfounded by his weird request, you looked up only to find Harrison pointing to something in the sky - to be precise, to a shooting star gliding through the night welkin above the clouds, lighting up the calm surface of the lake. You couldn’t help but peek at the blonde marvelling at the comet. Looking at him, you noticed the reflection of the white spot glistening in his glossy from the firepit smoke eyes. He has never looked more beautiful than in that moment, illuminated by the bloody-red flames dancing to the rhythm of the wind, gleam making him look more harsh and man-ish than usual. You didn’t know that it was possible but it made you even more attracted to him. You never believed that the wishes made after seeing a shooting star came true but on that specific occasion you made a wish hoping it would actually come true. The sweet moment was cut off by Harrison's phone going off. After a rushed “sorry” he took out the device, unlocked it and clicked on the new notification. You couldn’t help but feel a tinge of jealousy growing in the pit of your stomach after noticing the message he’s just gotten.

From: Brooklyn

9:43p.m| Are you free to talk? I miss you :(

Feeling bad for peeking, you stood up to pick up your own phone. Hearing Harrison sighing deeply made you look up at him. Only then you acknowledged his discomfort portrayed by a tense jaw and a frown adorning his face. Meeting your gaze, he excused himself with an apologetic smile and stepped out of the field of vision to make a call, leaving you with your own thoughts. When three minutes passed and Harrison hadn’t come back yet, you unlocked your phone to check your social media. Out of boredom you went on Instagram and started scrolling through dozens of new posts when a new message from Tom popped on your screen. Seeing it, your heart sped up slightly as you were waiting for him to contact you for a long time. However, now when you were having a good time with Harrison you didn’t want to jeopardise your relationship with him. You couldn’t lie to yourself - you still had feelings for Tom, you knew they wouldn’t go away so quickly, but you felt comfortable with Harrison and started to see him as your potential new partner more and more. Maybe you couldn’t say you loved him but you weren’t stupid. You knew he was attracted to you and you were more than sure that he was aware of your desire too. You just wouldn’t admit that you liked him first.

Muting Tom’s contact on your phone, you decided to focus on the moment and enjoy your time with the man who didn’t leave you hanging for weeks. Noticing him coming back you smiled to yourself, hoping that Brooklyn wasn’t anyone who could destroy your happiness with Harrison. You thought that the message was a little suspicious, but didn’t want to take it for granted. It could have been anybody, even a family member that’s why you decided not to preach on it. Instead, you welcomed Harrison back with your soft blanket, nodding at him to join you by the firepit. The blonde sat down next to you, his chilly from the breeze body pressed to your warm one, causing goosebumps to show on your skin.

“You’re cold,” complaining playfully you pretended to move away only from him to pull you back into him, back pressed against his chest, arms trapping you in an embrace, hands intertwined with yours.

“Sorry, had to deal with something,” he sighed into your hair, breathing in the scent of your shampoo. “But now I’m here and I’m not going anywhere,” you felt Harrison’s nose brushing your skin as he whispered the words in your ear, causing butterflies to erupt in your stomach. Loving the proximity, you threw your head back to gaze at the blonde. The angle allowed you to look in his orbs, nothing but adoration evident in them. All of a sudden you became emotional, Harrison being the first person in a while that made you feel so peaceful and full of hope. You didn’t have to worry when you were together. He’d do everything in his power to keep you safe and make sure everything was okay, and you felt an urge to express your gratitude.

“Thank you for taking care of me,” the words made Harrison pout as he saw your tender expression. He could melt from how sweet and pure you were. “I really needed to run away from everything and just forget but…” you stopped your ramble to glance at the lake, feeling too vulnerable in front of the guy you liked. Noticing the tears at the corner of your eye threatening to fall, Harrison gently grabbed your chin turning your head so that you could face him. Sensing that he wanted to say something, you beat him to it, finishing your previous thought.

“I… I just don’t want to run away anymore. I want to live in the moment with you and just adore you like you adore me and-” your words were suddenly cut off by two hands pulling you into a hug.

“It’s okay, I got you,” Harrison’s soft words made you want to burst out crying but somehow you kept the tears in keen on continuing your dilatation.

“I just felt so bad when Tom left, I made sure to keep it in but it hurt like hell. He was my best friend and suddenly he wasn’t there anymore, he stopped talking to me, making me feel like it was my fault. For weeks I was hoping he’d get back but he never did. I slowly started getting used to the lack of his presence but he had to contact me, today out of all the days when I’m here with you,” Harrison never interrupted you while you were talking, knowing that you had to let it all out. The trust you put in him made him feel special as you were venting to him about your issues and feelings. He high-fived himself in this mind, happy that you were slowly letting him in as someone more than just your friend. Still, he didn’t miss Tom’s name slipping out of your mouth and the fact that he texted you. So he really went along with his plan, Harrison thought, hoping that he’d chickened out letting him and you enjoy the moment. “But that’s besides the point,” Harrison snapped back to reality as you continued your little speech. “The point is, I felt like crap for the last couple of weeks but it brought me closer to you and somehow I don’t feel so crappy anymore,” you smiled, more to yourself than Harrison since he couldn’t see your face in the current position you were in, but you knew he understood when he squeezed you and planted a small kiss on your head. “So, I just wanted to thank you. You know, for making me feel less crappy,” you ended your monologue with a chuckle, feeling better than ever after admitting all the hurt you went through because of Tom. You didn’t realise how much you needed it after keeping it in and fighting your own thoughts every day. Now after confiding in Harrison you had a partner in crime that would always be up to listen. You couldn’t explain it but you just felt like you could trust him with every single fiber in your body.

“Wow, you’re so cheesy,” the blonde claimed, causing a laugh to escape your lips.

“Only for you, darling,” you flirted, lighting up the atmosphere as Harrison joined you laughing. After a few seconds, he pulled out from the hug to look you deep in the eyes.

“I’ll always take care of you,” abruptly growing shy from his focused gaze and lovely words you turned away feeling too many emotions at once.

“You just flirted with me a second ago and now you can’t even look me in the face as I say something nice,” Harrison huffed, faking resentment as he picked you up, throwing you by his shoulder and making his way to the car. “You must be smitten,” he finished, smirking after threats of kicking his ass and screams from fear of dropping you reached his ears.

“I’m not and I wasn’t flirting with you!”

“Sure thing,” he replied, not needing to continue the argument as both of you knew the truth. Soon enough, he let go of you, sitting you down in the boot of the car.

“You could’ve dropped me!”

“Come on, don’t be such a drama queen and move your ass,” rolling his eyes, Harrison made his way in the boot, turning out there was even less place for the two of you than he expected. He looked around, eyes trying to find anything that could be moved over or thrown away to make more space. Not too long after, he accepted that there’s no way you could extend the area. He started worrying about how you were supposed to even lay down. You seemed to think about the same thing judging by your equally troubled expression. Harrison couldn’t help but burst out laughing at the situation.

“Are you thinking about what I think you’re thinking?” he asked, resulting in a wide smile appearing on your face, crow’s feet showing.

“Well, looks like you’re sleeping on the ground today,” you joked, aware of how riled up it would make him.

“Hey, it’s my car after all so you should be the one sleeping outside!”

“You wish, Osterfield. What are we doing here anyway?” you asked, starting to tremble a little as the flickering flames from the firepit couldn’t warm you up any longer.

“Stargazing, of course!” exclaiming as if it was the most obvious thing in the world Harrison laid down as comfortably as he could, opening his arms for you in a welcoming manner. Noticing your sceptical look, he tried to pull you in by tugging the hem of your hoodie, but you wouldn’t budge so he decided to play dirty. He lifted himself up and grabbed you by the waist and pushed you on the bedding to lay you down on your back. His movement was swift so you didn’t even get a chance to resist, your inadvertence leading to Harrison hovering over you. The blonde was smiling at you but from that angle he looked so hot you couldn’t stop the throbbing between your legs. Clearing your throat, you moved a little to let Harrison know to give you some more space, but instead of obeying your silent request, he literally threw himself at you, putting all his weight on you. All of a sudden it was hard for you to breathe, you didn’t know whether from his body weight or vicinity.

“Harrison, you’re crushing me.”

“You’re comfortable, I don’t want to get up,” he groaned, head falling in the crook of your neck, hot breath tickling your skin.

“How are you supposed to stargaze if you can’t even see the sky? The stars are beautiful,” you hoped that maybe it would advert his attention but he hugged you even more tightly if it was possible.

“I’m looking at the most beautiful star out there,” he moved his head to flash you a wide grin before melting into your silhouette again and even if it caused the red flush creeping onto your cheeks you couldn’t not talk back.

“Who’s cheesy now, huh?”

“Mhm…” the hum was the only reaction you received from the boy who seemed to enjoy himself. After that, you two stayed silent, too caught up in your own thoughts to take up the conversation. However, the absence of sound wasn’t frustrating - you found peace in moments like this. Being in Harrison’s presence brought a new meaning of comfort in your dictionary - not only because of his stolen touches and soft hugs but also of not feeling the need to pretend to be someone you weren’t. He allowed you to be yourself, accepting all your flaws as if they were your best characteristics. That was yet another thing that kept you so drawn to him - loving you for who you were. No matter how goofy or miserable you looked, he was always there, welcoming you with his firm wide grin and blue orbs full of happiness. You didn’t like to admit it but if it wasn’t for Harrison, you’d probably still be drowning in misery. Every time you thought of it it only made you like him more. He was so selfless, putting other people’s good before his own. In your eyes, he was kind of perfect. Everyone looked so dull and transparent in comparison with him, not able to outgrow him in greatness. You also caught yourself daydreaming about him more often, which considering your neediness and creativity wasn’t such a good thing. You couldn’t count how many times you imagined him kissing you in so many different positions, claiming you as his own. Sometimes you wondered if he knew about your unholy thoughts because of the looks he’d send your way, eyes as lusty as your own. Yet, you never dared to ask him about his own fantasies. As much as you wanted him, needed him, you didn’t want to be the first one to crawl. Part of you desired for him to beg for you and you couldn’t make out whether it was because of your desperation or dominance that got unleashed after you started hanging out with Harrison. He brought out the new side of you, the one you never knew existed and you honestly loved it.

The ring of Harrison’s phone cut your thoughts short, startling the blonde as he joined the land of nod a few minutes prior, shallow breaths and fluttery snores providing a stereophonic accompaniment to the sound of leaves rustling now uneven, laboured filled with hoarseness in post-sleep haze.

“Who’s calling?” Harrison asked sleepily, not fully awakened yet.

“I don’t know, the phone’s in your back pocket.”

“Take it out, then,” he mumbled into your skin, hoping to get back to dreaming soon.

As Harrison requested, you extended your hand to grab the phone that stuck out of the pocket of his jeans only for your heart to drop at the sight of the person’s name.

“It’s Brooklyn,”

“Reject it.”

“But-”

“I’m busy now.”

“Doing what? Falling asleep?”

“No, spending quality time with you.”

“As far as I checked you were asleep a few seconds ago,”

“Just reject it, please.”

“It could be something important.”

“It’s not, believe me,” he was visibly fed up with talking to Brooklyn, whoever that was. You didn’t want to assume anything but there was something in your guts telling you that Brooklyn wouldn’t leave your mind for a while. After all, you weren’t exclusive. Harrison had every right to meet other people, just as you but something in you hoped it wasn’t the case. You tried to block the thought of being one of his conquests but why wouldn’t you be? He was young and incredibly handsome, not mentioning his lure. You were sure he had girls running after him, tempting him to sin. Yet, he’s here with you, something shouted in your brain. You sighed deeply, not wanting to believe that Harrison was doing so much for you for no reason. Your insecurities got the best of you, thoughts wandering around the mysterious girl. Was she prettier than you? Smarter than you? She could be anyone, maybe even a family member, you scolded yourself for your irrational behaviour. You couldn’t help but feel slightly jealous of Brooklyn’s presence in the blonde’s life. Deciding not to dwell too much on the matter in order not to ruin your blissful mood, you chose to focus your attention on something more appealing. Only then your senses registered soft brushes of Harrison’s cherry lips travelling up and down your neck.

“Harrison?”

“Mhm?”

“What are you doing?”

“Kissing your neck,” you wanted to call him out on being a smartass but the sensation of Harrison running his tongue on the ridge of your vein left you speechless as you tried to resist the urge to move your head to press your lips to his. The lack of your response alarmed him as he feared he went too far.

“Is it uncomfortable?”

“N-no,” you stuttered as your mind went numb, parting your lips to let a quiet moan escape.

“Does it feel good?” It was a rhetorical question, judging by the sounds you were making under him, but he had to make sure you wanted it too.

“Yes,” you muttered way too fast for your liking, a dirty smirk making its way to Harrison’s face as he felt you jerking your hips into him from the pleasure.

“Do you want me to stop?”

“No,” you could lie and say you didn’t want it but what was the point?

“Then beg for it,” the way Harrison whispered the words in your ear, kissing your sensitive spot just under it before taking the flesh of your earlobe between his teeth and giving it a little tug had you shivering.

“Please,” you breathed out, growing sweaty from his fingertips brushing along your neck, muscles contracting every time Harrison gripped it harder, whole body yearning for release. Harrison’s ability to make you quiver in a span of a few seconds has always been impressive to you, no one ever accomplishing such a challenging task.

“I think you have to try harder,” in an attempt to tease you, Harrison tilted his head to nibble on your bottom lip, hand trailing back down your sides to creep under the soft material of your sweatshirt, squeezing your waist fondly. Deezy with lust you arched your back to relieve the growing ache between your legs, core grinding against the blonde’s thigh, making a low rumble of pleasure rise from your chest. With newly found confidence, you grasped the nape of Harrison’s neck connecting your lips in a seductive and passionate kiss, not being able to keep your hands to yourself. Your other hand slipped into his hair, yanking the curls, pulling a growl out of him only for it to be swallowed by your tongue diving in between his lips. The kiss brought out a whole new wave of arousal washing over you, your slick folds already dripping.

“Please, Harrison, I need you so bad. Can’t take it anymore,” you couldn’t resist anymore, chasing your release as Harrison’s fingers painfully slowly were making their way to massage your breasts. He obeyed your request, pulling the material of a cloth higher to expose your chest, his pupils dilating and mouth watering at the magnificent sight in front of him.

“Good girl. Fuck, you're not wearing a bra?” Your eyes rolled back in ecstasy, lips falling open in a silent moan as Harrison trailed kisses down the valley of your breasts, fingers pinching your sensitive nipples, tongue swirling against the flesh of your bosom. Mouthing his way up your cleavage, Harrison sucked light marks to the smooth coating of your collarbone, fingers threading through your hair gripping it tightly making your scalp burn as he forcefully tugged it pressing your skull into the pillow exposing your neck for his hungry lips. Harrison nibbled and tugged at your skin, making it turn red from the pressure, loving the sight of bruises creeping to adorn your silky body. He was desperate for you, placing himself between your legs, hips rutting into your clothed core at a rough pace. The gasps and groans that were falling from his lips were obscene as he thrust into you squirming with need.

“Fuck Harrison, I’m not going to last,” you managed to burst out, breath caught up in your throat as you felt the knot in your lower stomach untie, Harrison’s hard member devoting time to your tender nub, brushing it, tethering you to the edge.

“Let go for me, pretty girl. Let me hear you screaming my name,” your orgasm approached, the blissful cry of Harrison’s name thrashing against his eardrum, euphoric sensation overpowering your senses - stars flaring behind your shut close eyelids clouding your vision, muscles flinching steadily as you whirled under the boy. Coming back to reality took you a few seconds but you recomposed yourself as fast as your irises met Harrison’s azure ones, ready to please him. You didn’t even get the chance to unzip Harrison’s jeans and take out his manhood properly before you felt it twitch in your palm. You moved your hand up and down his shaft, sending shivers down his spine, the action forcing a throaty grunt out of his chest. He couldn’t help but buckle his groin into your grip, lust consuming him, every touch bringing him closer to release. It was a matter of seconds before he painted your abdomen panting heavily, sweat collecting on his forehead as he was coming down from the high. With his head thrown back, messy curls sticking to his wet face, and teeth pressed into his cherry rim he looked so lustfully, like a fallen angel sent to corrupt you, drag you into darkness, and being completely honest, you’d let him.

Calming down a little, Harrison titled his head to gaze at you, taking in your debauched appearance. Hair messy, face flushed, and a thin layer of sweat covering your body along the bites he’d left on your skin before were enough to turn him on again.

“That was…” you started, still overwhelmed but feeling the need to express your delight.

“Incredible?”

“I was thinking crazy, but incredible fits too,” you laughed at his choice of a word, happy that he enjoyed the moment as much as you did.

“I couldn’t go back to sleep and… you know…” Harrison loved every second of being intimate with you but the lump growing heavy in his chest from nerves pushed him into confessing his intentions. The sudden butterflies erupting in his stomach after fully registering what had happened moments before didn’t help either, as the blonde felt anxiety washing over him.

“I don’t think I do.”

“I wanted to make you feel good,” he didn’t want you to think that he just wanted to use you only to dump you or just to play with you. The thing going on between the two of you was serious to him and he feared you would take it the wrong way. Learning after Tom’s mistakes he wanted to make sure you fully understood his motives, hoping to keep you beside him now that you just crossed the fine line.

“Why?” You were more than sure why, you just wanted him to admit it out loud.

“Because you deserve it,” he shrugged, too agitated to see your reaction. However, after spotting your sceptical look he made a decision to tell you the truth. It was now or never and there was a possibility it was his only chance to let it all out. “Okay, I might like you a little bit so I just shot my shot,” mumbling under his breath, Harrison didn’t dare to look you in the eyes, becoming shy and you’d never seen him being so vulnerable but had to admit shyness looked pretty adorable on him.

“It was quite a lot for someone who likes me just a little bit, don’t you think?”

“Okay, maybe I like you a little more than a little bit but don’t flatter yourself,” Harrison sighed, finally making eye contact at which you smirked and hoicked your head meeting Harrison’s lips in a gentle peck, subtly letting him know you felt the same. He didn’t let the kiss last short, deepening it by his tongue poking your lip asking for permission to join your own muscle in a passionate dance. It lasted until both of you had to pull out to catch a breath and calm down your racing hearts. As Harrison wanted to dive back into the sea of pleasure a single thought popped up in his mind.

“Hey um… I know it’s kind of lame to say it now but it’s not really how I wanted our first kiss to go. Don’t get me wrong, I loved it! It’s just… I wanted it to happen in better circumstances,” he purred, now mad at himself that he wasted such a beautiful moment to happen between two people falling in love because of his neediness.

“Like not in the boot of your car?”

“Like on a date. It would be more romantic, I guess,” putting a loose strand of your hair behind your ear, Harrison let his thumb linger on your cheek, petting it lovingly, making you blush at the sweet gesture.

“See! I always knew you were a hopeless romantic,” you winked at the blonde, happier than ever for finally having proof of your thesis.

“Fuck off, man” seeing Harrison roll his eyes at you made you splutter out a giggle, smile breaking to your face. The young man was delighted to know that everything was happening in his favour. Maybe he would get his happy ending after all. “So what’s going to happen now?” he didn’t bite his tongue in time as the words left his mouth before he could even stop himself from blurring them out.

“Now I’m going to pee,” you realised that the question was asked regarding the status of your relationship but you didn’t want to have this conversation now, happy yet confused about your feelings as you still thought of Tom to some extent. Harrison didn’t deserve someone who couldn’t commit fully to him and you didn’t want to be the person to break his heart - that’s why you needed to overthink what happened. You knew you liked him but even if he helped you forget about Tom partly, brunette still hunted your dreams from time to time. You wanted to come clear to yourself first before agreeing to take the next step.

“Wow, you know how to kill the mood,” Harrison’s offended voice ringed in your ears but you knew it was all an act as he lifted himself on the elbows and made you some place to get out of the boot. “Do you want me to come with you?”

“No, I’ll be fine,” his cuteness caused a pout to appear on your face, feeling glad to have someone who was caring so much about you.

“Come back quick, though.”

“Will do,” you smirked at his eagerness to be close to you, pulling him in for yet another kiss, not getting tired of his taste on your lips and tongue. “And perhaps later we’ll do it again but don’t flatter yourself,” you repeated his words from earlier, highly aware that it would rile him up. “Oh, and by the way, I won,” you smirked at him, feeling confident now that you won your little game, Harrison being the first one to break, excited that your relationship dynamic was going to change.

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As you took a few steps forwards from the car, you noticed that the flames dancing with the fire were now just coruscating, defeated by the tameless gust. Not thinking too much, you took out your phone to turn on the flashlight. Trying to find a convenient place for doing your thing you decided to check your messages and answer some texts. Only then you noticed that Tom sent you more than twenty messages in the course of the last ten minutes which honestly made you livid. Of course, now that you had fun he had to destroy your happiness. When his name that spelled out pain popped out on the screen, your ringtone sounding in your ears you didn’t hesitate to pick up and give him some piece of your mind.

“Oh my god, I didn’t think you would pick up. Um.. Hi!” he definitely was surprised judging by the high pitch of his voice. For a second your heart sped up hearing him for the first time in weeks but you quickly reminded yourself of his silent treatment. “Look, I know it’s a bit too late for that but I’m so sorry for not calling and texting-”

“Yeah, you’re right. It’s a little too late,” you cut him off, not caring if you were rude. He deserved it after breaking his promises and your trust.

“Y-yeah.. I-I know but…” you didn’t have nerves to listen to his poor apologies and excuses. You just wanted to go back to Harrison and enjoy your sweet time with him.

“Tom, listen I can’t really talk right now. I’m with Harrison and-”

“Wait, you’re with Harrison right now?”

“Yes, I am. What’s your deal?” you were getting irritated right now, mentally scolding yourself for spilling the beans about Harrison.

“Oh, so Brooklyn is with you guys?” Huh?! You couldn’t help the frown creeping on your forehead after hearing the name falling out from Tom’s mouth.

“Who the hell is Brooklyn?”

“His girlfriend?” His response sounded more like a question than a statement, making you feel like you missed something significant.

“WHAT?!”

“Well, I don’t know if they are official! The last time we spoke he said they were getting back together,” you couldn’t believe the words you heard. Harrison wouldn’t do something like that to you, would he? Maybe Tom just wanted to mess with you because of earlier when you dodged his messages. But why would he do that?

“When was the last time you spoke? W-wait, what do you mean they are getting back together?”

“Okay, slow down!” he huffed, taking a deep breath. “It was like a few days ago, I don’t really remember. By the way, Brooklyn is his ex, I thought he told you since he hangs out with you a lot and-,” you hung up, not caring about your best friend’s prayers for forgiveness, more confused than ever, betrayal and disgust sinking in the pit of your stomach.

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[your-average-weeb-dealer]

Haii ヽ(≧∀≦)ﾉ

Muichiro plz step on me

I luv you ma bby Muichiro so being the lovely simp that I am would like some hot chocolate headcannons for him 👀

So like- his s/o is just a very dense dum dum and Muichiro just wants affection from you so he takes you out on an udon date;

Lmao my braincells absolutely cannot function rn- so I’m sorry if this is too weird and vague- u can choose what happens during the date tho

Ty for reading this, I rlly luv ur work too -w-

Heyyy!!! omg this is adorable,, I love spacey baby so much

*Mwah* I'm so glad you like my writing!!! ~(^з^)-

It was late at night, the sky was unnaturally clear, stars were bright and the moon was full

Muichiro wasn't much for romance, but this was definitely a romantic scene

Both you and Muichiro had just finished a mission, everything went smoothly- there were no casualties which ultimately improved your mood- if that was even possible, you where with Muichiro

Muichiro and you had just started dating, well, it was nothing official but everyone knew that you had feelings for each other

He wanted to do something about his feelings but honestly, he didn't know what-

all he wanted was your full attention, and he never got it. Even if you were on missions together, you were always focused on something or someone else

The mission you had just went on was long and hard, and now? you were starving

"Mui, can we go get something to eat? I'm so hungry,"

this was it, if he took you out to a restaurant he would have your attention, right? You'd think it was rude to focus on something else when he was the one who brought you food, correct??

"What do you want to eat?" his voice had the same monotone sound to it, he wasn't looking at you, instead he was eyeing around the city you had come to. Scouting for a place to eat.

"uhm, I'm in the mood for some udon, what about you?"

"yeah, udon's good,"

you turned a few corners, passed by an old dude doing magic tricks (Muichiro got distracted by that), and finally you had found an U-don place!

It was small, there was only one table, but damn- did that food smell good

Muichiro ordered both your food, and you sat down at the lone table

there wasn't much talk, in fact it was quite awkward

Muichiro kept staring at you, then looking at the sky- it was like a pattern, look at you, look at the sky, look at you, look at the sky ect.

When your food came, things got slightly less awkward.

You were so hungry that you wolfed down as much as you could.

He giggled at this, you were so cute! He can't stand it!!

When you had finished, he noticed you had a soup stain on your cheek

Now again, Muichiro didn't enjoy reading or hearing about romance,

but! He remembers Mistsuri talking about a romance novel once, saying how there was a scene where the prince wiped of food from his lovers cheek, then he kissed them

maybe if he just...

He got up, gracefully moving over to your side of the bench. Sitting down next to you

"Muichiro, What are you doing?" puzzled by the boy next to you but even more confused by what happened next

His fingers reached out to your chin, effectively holding your face in place. He was gonna go a step farther than that prince dude,

Moving closer to your face, he kissed the stain.

This sudden action made you gasp, then blush you didn't mind though, it was Muichiro, the guy you had a crush on since the moment you started in the demon slayer crops. He was so close to you, it was almost intoxicating- not because you didn't enjoy it, but because you and him had never really done anything,, well I guess that's changed

When his lips gently moved from the stain over to your lips, not leaving your skin once. He didn't go in for the kiss just yet, he looked into your eyes, waiting for you to do something. He had no idea what he was doing, but he knew he was doing something right- just look at the blush on your face.

Getting the hint that he didn't know what to do, you pushed your face into his, your abrupt movement making your teeth click, which sent an uncomfortable sensation down your spine- but no matter.

you were here, he was here. Nothing was going to take away from this gentle moment he had with you, and that you had with him

and look at that- I accidentally made a long post again- oops

[kelieah]

i’ll be back (mob!arvin russell x reader)

request (summary): anon: mob arvin x reader where reader comes home from work to tell him that somebody groped her and he gets all protective or something?

word count: 0.8k

warnings: language, violence, tw: sexual assault— please read at your own risk!

edited: kind of a shitty ending sorry jehfse

a/n: i am LIVING for mob!arvin russell rn. how have we not come up w this. seriously,, like ksdjfhsdb. also ive never posted a fic w/o a header of gif this is weird lol

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You inhale deeply and shakily attempt to unlock the front door of your house. You drop the keys and curse to yourself, picking them right back up. You exhale and try to shake off the utter shock and disbelief you’re feeling due to previous events at work. You finally lock the door and allow yourself in, sliding down the door as you close it.

“Hey darlin’— doll? What’s wrong,” Arvin walks down from upstairs, his previous soft expression turning into a concerned one as he glances at your poor state.

“O- Oh, it’s nothing honey. Just— just work things y’ know,” you laugh timidly and wave your hand in dismissal. 

He sighs heavily and walks over, holding out his hands. “C’mere. Come on, up,” he motions for you to grab his hands. You let out a quiet huff and oblige, giggling as he swoops you up in his arms. “Would you like a drink, baby?” he asks while holding you close to his chest.

“Yeah, that sounds nice. Thank you, lover,” you whisper softly and smile at the man before you. Who would’ve thought. This goddamn mobster, a complete softy for his kin. You knew that of course, but everyone else would think you’re mad. Most mobsters in this day didn’t care much about their family or lovers, treated them like accessories or belongings. You’re blessed with Arvin, who grew up loving and defending his loved ones like no other leader out there.

He places you down on the couch and walks over to grab some whiskey. Once he finishes pouring the two of you glasses, he sits right next to you and hands you a glass. You gingerly accept it and grasp the glass ever so lightly, your mind still in a daze of the experience.

“Flower? You’re scarin’ me a bit not gonna lie,” he mutters and drops his hand onto your thigh, gently squeezing it. “Talk to me, I’m here for you.”

You flinch at his touch and shake your head for a moment. Arvin immediately pulls away and looks at you with eyes full of worry and shock. You’ve never flinched at this touch, never. Anxiety began to bubble up inside of the both of you as tension rose in the air. 

Not realizing your were eyebrows knit together so tight it looks as if you’re in pain. You close your eyes and the memories flash through your mind like a film. You open them, tears now present in your doe eyes as you glance back at Arvin. Your lips quiver as you open your mouth and begin to tell him what had happened at work.

“You’ve been doing so well, Mrs. Russell. Excellent work might I say,” your boss praised as he walked you to his office.

You smiled happily and hugged some files to your chest. “Is that so? Thank you very much, I work hard for this company,” you beamed.

“Course! We’ve all noticed, and I say you should be rewarded for your efforts,” he replied and moved towards his desk, leaning upon it. “Come come, sit. I must tell you.”

You quickly sit and look up at him excitedly. You had a feeling that a promotion was on your way. “Yes, sir?”

He smirked and took a seat next to you, shaking his head while letting out a quiet chortle. “I want to give you a promotion!”

“Oh! How kind of you—”

“But, I do have one more task for you,” he said lowly, his voice almost purring in a way. 

Blinded by eagerness and joy of a promotion, you only nodded and leaned in. “What is it, Mister?”

He smirked and placed his hand on your thigh, squeezing your skin firmly. You had let out a gasp and before you could rip away the disgusting man had grabbed your face.

“H- He then,” you stammered as tears stream down your cheeks. “He did, he did horrible things. I- I feel disgusting, like a whore—”

“No. You’re not a damn whore, far from it. Trust me,” Arvin cut you off and downed the rest of his drink. He sighed begrudgingly as he placed his glass aside and ran his hands through his suit to feel for something. He took out his pistol and cocked it, checking to see if there were any bullets left. He slams the magazine back into the gun, stuffs it into his back pocket and stood up swiftly. 

He leans down and presses a long, warm and loving kiss against your temple. “How bout you relax, finish your drink, run a bath and sleep. When I come back home, I’ll make dinner. How’s that sound, sweetheart?” he murmurs against your skin while holding the back of your head. Too stunned to reply you only nod and smile weakly at your husband. “I’ll be back,” he presses one last kiss to your head and walks off. Knowing all too well what he was about to do, you nod acknowledgingly with a small grateful smile and watch him walk off. 

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[dreamii-yume]

Hi Yume! I wanted to tell you that I love all your writings and that you are a truly fantastic writer! Sorry if I seem indiscreet, but I'm curious to know what pushed you and / or pushes you to write your sinfics. Don't feel pressured to answer at all, everyone has their own reasons and everyone has the right to write what he/she/they wants. Sorry for the inconvenience and be safe and remember to drink enough water!💕 (In addition English is not my first language so I apologize in advance for any mistakes) Hope you have a good day! 😘✨

Hello~! ♥︎

Don’t worry, Darling (〃ω〃) I don’t feel pressured at all, I’m actually pleasantly surprised that you asked this question! You’re going right into Yume’s origin story now lol (๑･̑◡･̑๑)

I started writing fanfics myself when my taste was getting a little too…specific.

I think I mentioned once here that I get easily bored this is such a mean word, I’m sorry of anything I was once interested in if they’re not constantly doing things to keep me entertained lol So, I used to read A LOT of fluffy fanfictions, once that makes you rot and squeal— no smut, just very ｐｕｒｅ vibes (U w U) You know, like the typical teenager that I was lol I couldn’t even read any smut at that point because I view them like the ✨spawn of the devil✨ and it ✨ｃｏｒｒｕｐｔｓ✨ the characters I loved or something 👁👄👁 and also probably because I was a minor But oh how things have changed…Yes, I was that pure kid in school who didn’t know JACKSHIT about anything sexual \(//∇//)\ Bruh I remember covering my eyes every time I see a pp in my science textbook lol ☠️

…To tell you the truth, Yume once wrote a now completed fluffy fanfiction of a certain show and posted it on Wattpad _:(´ཀ`」 ∠): Yeaahh, I’m not gonna elaborate more on that but the fic is still there with a million views holy shit and it’s still haunting me every night that it still exists.

But then, I started getting bored of fluff because— it’s just the same trope over and over again and yeah, yeah… (c" ತ,_ತ) So, I decided to expand my taste a bit more and boom, look what I found— The ✨ｙａｎｄｅｒｅ✨ trope 👁👄👁 Ever since then, I became OBSESSED with these kinds of fic because with these kinds of fics— It doesn’t really…give a shit about what is wrong or what is right so, you can literally write anything you want with it (((o(*ﾟ▽ﾟ*)o)))♡ It’s the kind of love that ｐｅｒｓｉｓｔｓand I love it because you don’t know where a yandere fic can go most of the time, you know? That keeps me hooked and wanting for more! ♥︎

And finally, when I turned legal— HAHAHA, We all know where this went lol ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) I started reading ｓｍｕｔbut not just any kinds of smut, no no…ｙａｎｄｅｒｅ　ｓｍｕｔ(O w O) And that was a start of a beautiful friendship— ♥︎

So, I started wanting more, yeah? I discovered new kinks and realized I…liked the most fucked up ones?? Lol Even I don’t know exactly why I like Non-con so much— When I see a fic that doesn’t have any non-con in it, or anything fucked in general because im hornii I get less motivated to read it lol Maybe because I was so sick and tired of seeing two characters falling in love that seeing only ONE character fall into an unrequited love is so fucking spicy and a lot more interesting to me— like, where is it gonna go (O w O) I’m interested!

Bonus points if their love never gets returned through out the story and they become even more obsessed with their Darling until they decide to just…snap and neglect fuck everything else— HAVING DARLING IS A MUST （╹◡╹）

So, yeah— I basically read almost all Yandere Non-Con fics in existance at this point (°▽°) But it just wasn’t enough to quench the ｔｈｉｒｓｔ in me and I was honestly disappointed because there was always this one fic idea in the back of my head with very specific ｙｉｋｅｙ tags that I wanted someone to execute but never found one in my time of reading fanfictions （；＿；）So I just kinda…started writing them on my own lol the ultimate fine ill do it myself moment lmao At first, it was just for self-indulgence and never to be revealed in public because the content is so yikes, yknow? I have that fear of getting judged like— Why would anyone like these kinds of fics…lol

And then, the pandemic came and I was bored as hell— I discovered tumblr and decided to just fuck it, what’s the worse that can happen lol Thus, Yume was born and I was soo happy to see Darlings saying that they like my fics! (๑>◡<๑) And I finally felt liberated like, holy hell— I wasn’t alone with these kinds of kinks lol I started to not give a damn anymore and write whatever the hell I want, pushing my dark fantasies into each coming fics that I actually started calling them…Sinfics lol im a sinner and im proud

And I think that’s what pushes me to write more lol I absolutely LOVE talking with other Darlings who shares common interests with me!

Sorry for the long post, by the way~! But at least, you now know just a little bit more about Yume, yeah~? ٩( ᐛ )و Love you all, as always ♥︎

[catxsnow]

TIM DRAKE SMUT ALPHABET

I’m bored so I complied all the Tim smut alphabet requests that I got several weeks back into one post so it’s easier to read lol. None of these are new, they’ve all been posted before, just making it for you new comers! 

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Tim likes to have a shower with you after. There’s nothing more sensual to him than washing each other’s bodies. The mix of sweat and cum that you guys made together, are washed away together. He just wants to take care of you at all times.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Your favourite body part of his is his back. He’s got the nicest, muscular back and it’s the sole reason that you always offer to give him massages (which nearly always end up with sex)

His favorite of yours is lips/mouth. He loves kissing you, the sounds that you make, and mostly when their wrapped around his dick.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

As I said in the body part ^ Tim loves your mouth and he sure as fuck loves to cum in it. There’s nothing sexier to him than watching you swallow his load. It’s his favourite place to cum.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Tim once jacked off while he was out on patrol. You begged him all evening to stay home and he promised he wouldn’t be long. That was a lie, he had been out all night and you needed him. So, you sent him a rather extensive video of you pleasuring yourself and he couldn’t take the wait to get back across the city to see you.

E = Experience 

Tim knows what he’s doing, but he hasn’t been with that many people. He’s mostly learned and adapted to what you like rather than base what he knows off of his past. It’s more important to specialize in exactly what feels good for you rather than what he assumes you like. 

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Tim’s favourite is the face off (idk what it’s actually called sorry) When he’s sitting up and you’re riding his cock. He loves this because he get’s to have that closeness to you and it’s more sensual. It’s a versatile position - the bed, his office chair, the batcave chair, the training mat - His office chair.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.

Depends on the location. In his room? Tim will crack a joke here and there just to keep you entertained. In his office though, boy oh boy is he completely different. Tim’s already got his big boss attitude from his long day’s work and he definitely keeps it up with you. Bossy Tim is a whole new level of hot. 

H = Harmony (do they like music in the background?)

If he’s in his room, he’ll put some music on in the background. Nothing with lyrics, just instrumentals. Never too loud either, he wants to hear you more than he wants to hear the music. However, if any of his brother’s are staying in the same house as him, he always turns the music up loud enough to drown out your sounds. No way is he letting his brother’s know just how hot you sound when he’s fucking you.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Tim’s pretty romantic. He doesn’t want to fuck you like you’re some kind of whore (but enjoys it on the occasion). He’d rather praise you and enjoy how close the two of you are.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Since dating you, Tim doesn’t jack off very often. He only ever does if you’re apart and you ask him for a video of him. Just because Tim doesn’t feel the need to masturbate while he’s away doesn’t mean the same for you. You���re begging him through text and telling him how much you miss his cock in you. Tim makes sure he’s extra vocal as he’s thinking about you sucking him off rather than only having his hand.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Tim likes some light bondage. He loves when your hands are tied up and you can’t aid to your own pleasure (even though he does a good enough job on his own). Nothing too crazy. He hates when you do it to him though, Tim needs to have his hands on you at all times.

Orgasm control. He doesn’t pull this very often but he’ll make you wait to cum. If you cum without him saying, he’ll go through it again and again until you get it right.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Like I said in my previous post, he’ll fuck you in his office. It might not be the most comfortable place, but there’s no better feeling that having you bent over his desk while he’s pounding into you. He sound proofed his office just so you didn’t have to hold back your moans.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Tim see’s you in lingerie and he’s done for. He think’s it’s unbelievably sexy and he won’t waste a second to fuck you without taking it off. The worst is when you send him a picture of you in it while he’s at work. Half the time he leaves the building just to show you how hard you make him.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Tim hates the idea of cuckholding. Literally the idea of another man fucking you while he just watches is his worst nightmare. He’s the only one allowed to bring you pleasure. Tim wouldn’t be opposed to a threesome though

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He prefers to receive. Tim loves getting head from you. However, he also loves when you sit on his face too and boy is he good at it. Tim’s learned just the right combo of licking and sucking. You put a kink in his neck one time from it and Bruce questioned what had happened. Thank god he was a great liar.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Tim’s more slow and hard. He doesn’t want to rush things with you but he wants to slam his hips so hard that you’re seeing spots. He’s more about getting as deep as he can rather than as fast as he can.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He’s not a huge fan. Tim likes to prolong fucking you when he can, so when you guys are rushed, he knows that he’s not doing his best performance. He’ll do them when need be but it’s not his ideal time.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Look all I’m saying is that Tim would, has, and will fuck you in his WE office. It’s his company and he can do as he pleases in his building.

Tim has his classic positions that he preferences but he is willing to try new things if you bring it up.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Tim can go a lot of rounds, like a lot. However, he doesn’t last particularly long. He loves being inside you, and the pleasure of it all is sometimes just too much for him to handle. He never quits until you’re tired though - he could go all night if you wished. 

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Tim doesn’t own toys for himself but he bought some for you. He encourages you to use them when he’s away on missions and he nearly cums in his pants when you send a lengthy video of you using them. He uses them in bed occasionally too if he’s on the mood to over stimulate.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He teases you just enough to get frustrated. Tim knows your limits better than anyone else, he knows when you’re on the edge of cumming and he knows exactly when to stop. He’ll deny your orgasm but if he does it more than once then he’ll make it up to you for the rest of the night.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He’s not that loud. Tim will express how he’s feeling rather than making noises. He’s king of dirty talk which came out of nowhere with how awkward he can be. Tim constantly praises you for what you do and you know if you get a long moan out of him then you’re doing one hell of a good job.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

As CEO of WE, he had important business dinners he attended to and most times you went with him.  Tim was feeling ridiculously bold one night. You guys saw side by side and not even ten minutes into the night he was slipping his hand between your thighs and teasing you through your underwear. It was the first time that you had worn a short dress to the dinner meeting and you regretted it. Tim never brought you close enough to an orgasm but the endless teasing all night had led to the most intense sex you ever had with him.

X = X-marks the spot (where’s their favourite place to give/receive hickies)

Tim loves to leave them all over his chest. He knows they’re there, but no one else does. He only wants you and him to see the marks he leaves on you. As much as you like leaving them where everyone can see, he’s got a multi-billion dollar company to run and people already see him as childish they don’t need another excuse. You settle for right where the edge of his suit would be, sometimes they just barely peak out.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Tim can fuck as much as he wants. He’s not constantly horny, but if you’re in the mood then he’s not gonna deny it. Tim’s sex drive isn’t intense, but he can’t go over a week without you either, he’ll go crazy.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Depends. Tim’s used to being awake for a while so if he needs to stay up afterwards he can. However, he loves falling asleep with you in his arms right afterwards if he can Cockwarming maybe. 

[whattheheehaw]

Hi! I’m sorry you’re getting shitty anons about this and you’re probably sick of it so I apologise for asking this but I’m genuinely curious what made you start actively disliking zutara? Like, considering how much excellent and insightful content/meta you yourself used to make/write? I get that interests change over time and you’re totally valid!! the anons sending you hate over it are really dumb, but if you’d be ok with sharing, I’d be really interested in hearing why you’ve done almost a complete 180 on the ship? Was is just burnout/end of a hyper-obsession? Or was it some of us in the rest of the fandom that turned you off? Or was it even something about the ship/characters themselves that you changed your mind about? xx

In short, it was a combination of burnout, dissatisfaction with fandom, and disappointment in myself that caused my disinterest for Zvtara.

I got asks similar to this one a couple of times before, but I never gave a comprehensive answer, mainly because I didn't know how to articulate my reasons why I don't like it anymore. But now that I've been out of ZK fandom for a month and have had some time to reflect, I think I can give a much more thorough response. Beware, this is long and I heavily critique the Zvtara fandom, so if you're a ZK shipper, keep reading at your own risk.

My first minor annoyance with Zvtara is that the fandom has a tendency to idolize certain fics and creators. And while there’s certainly nothing inherently wrong about that, I feel like the Zvtara fandom does it to such an extent that it influences the type of content that content creators make in order to get recognition. And to illustrate my point, I’m going to talk about one of the most famous Zvtara fics of all time: Once Around The Sun by eleventy7.

Don’t get me wrong, I love OATS. I think it’s a great fanfic and I think the author devoted a lot of time and effort to make it such an excellent fic. The plot, the development of the characters and their relationships to one other, and the messages about family and love were all brilliantly written. I mean, there is a reason why it’s regarded as the “Zvtara Bible”. This one fanfic had such a profound impact upon the ZK fandom, and I think the biggest impact that came from it is the dramatic influx of post-war Zvtara AU fanfiction. 

Because so many people kept reading OATS and recommending it to others, I think there was an overall interest in ZK fics that take place in a post-war setting. And I think that all of the high praise towards OATS made more fic writers start to write post-war fanfics because of this demand for post-war AU.* I normally wouldn't complain about it because more content is more content, but in my opinion, 99% of ZK post-war fics are the same fic but in different fonts.

Like, there's at least 3 of these elements in every ZK post-war fanfic:

Ambassador Katara

An assassination attempt (usually on Zuko's life)

A healing scene between Zuko and Katara (usually Katara heals Zuko)

Aang and/or Mai is pushed to the side or vilified to some extent in order to make ZK happen

A private journey between Zuko and Katara to facilitate #6

S L O W B U R N (that's not really slowburn and more like "I love you and I very much want to be vocal about my feelings but #7 is in this fic" but the love story takes up like 30 chapters so I guess it's a slowburn?)

Zuko's advisers don't want him to get married to Katara because ✨racism✨

Ursa is found

Azula is in the fic because a) she's going to get a healing arc ft. Zuko and Katara and thereby helps them get together or b) she's the villain and thereby helps them get together

ZK wedding happens in the FN

After reading multiple post-war fics back to back, I could tell that the format was pretty much the same across the board, which isn't very interesting for me to read. My only other fic options in the Zvtara tag on AO3 are canon divergence fics which almost always take place during The Crossroads of Destiny or after The Southern Raiders. And to some extent, those stories are pretty much the same too. There's nothing really new or creative going on in the ZK fandom fic-wise, and because of that, my interest in ZK fandom started to dwindle.

My second issue with Zvtara is that it's a very old ship from a very old show. Because there's been 10+ years since the end of A:TLA, every nuanced point about shipping and the show itself have been talked to death.** There's just nothing new to say. It's the same arguments being rehashed over and over again in the tag because there's no other interpretation one can come up with.

For example, there's so many people who talk about why Zvtara as depicted in The Southern Raiders is not toxic and that's great and all, but I (and most likely many others) have read those same points about five times already. And for some reason, each time this happens, people act like someone just discovered the lost city of Atlantis when they bring up their new-but-not-new argument in defense of Zvtara. Honestly, I'm ashamed to say that I'm not exempt from being part of the group of people that reiterate old arguments. I've done it with one of my posts about The Southern Raiders and I've done it again with my Zutara/Omashu parallels post.

There's no new content to really dissect and analyze (especially considering Zuko and Katara are rarely in the same panel in any of the post-war comics), and because of this, people are just restating points that someone else made several years ago.*** And even if someone did have a different interpretation of an episode, their ideas would most likely be shut down because for the past several years, the same interpretation has been recycled through the fandom repeatedly and people are resistant to new perspectives.

This brings me to the third thing that I dislike about Zvtara: the insistence that there can only be one way to interpret The Southern Raiders. For the longest time, I've read take after take that said if Katara decided to kill Yon Rha, it would be ok because that's her grief to deal with and if she thinks that's the best way to mete out justice, then good for her. And again, I'm ashamed to say that I perpetuated that idea in a few of my own posts. I have always thought that "Katara killing Yon Rha is ok" is just a bad take in general, but I didn't want to vocalize that opinion when so many people—so many of the nice mutuals that I made—all shared that same opinion. Taking down a popular opinion of your own ship is completely different from taking down a popular opinion of a ship that you dislike. The Zvtara fandom is the first fandom that I was actually active in and I wanted to fit in so badly with everyone else that I just parroted whatever other people said, even if I didn't agree with those sentiments.

This leads me to my final reason why I don't want to be a part of ZK fandom anymore. I think I established myself as a "meta" person pretty early on and because of that, I constantly felt pressured to come up with new takes on the ship. And when people started flooding my ask box with stuff like "Can you write a meta about your thoughts on the idea that 'Zuko only took Katara on that field trip in TSR because he wanted her to forgive him'?" and "What are your thoughts about antis saying Zuko and Katara are toxic because of TSR?", I realized that I don't need to come up with new takes. People just want me to paraphrase something that 10 other people said about the same exact topic, because if I said what I actually thought about the subject (i.e. there is some truth in what antis say about TSR and it's not as much of a "Zvtara episode" that most people make it out to be), I'd probably get ZK shippers in the replies telling me that I'm wrong because x, y, and z or "you shouldn't tag this as Zvtara".

And that was pretty much how my love for ZK turned into disinterest. I was and still am disappointed that I didn't stick to my personal opinions. For as much as I talk about herd mentality on Twitter, I certainly don't practice what I preach. In all honesty, the only reason why I held on so long to ZK fandom was because I had so many nice mutuals there and we all shared this collective distaste for antis. I think I started to become more anti-Zvkka and anti-Kataang than pro-Zvtara, which isn't what I wanted to do when I made this Tumblr blog.

The thing that made me joke about becoming anti-Zvtara was the fact that some ZK shippers just like to send shitty anons to people whom they've reblogged countless different metas from. Sending shitty anons to people in the first place is wrong, but sending them to people who tagged their posts correctly and did nothing wrong is just disgusting.

*I'm not a fic writer and can't speak for fic writers, but it definitely feels like a lot of ZK fic authors are pushing themselves to write the next OATS, and by doing so, they are proliferating the tag with post-war fics that have very similar aspects to OATS.

**I think that as more people point out the same nuanced points about Zvtara, it diminishes the actual significance of those points. Like, it's hard to explain but the more people talk about the subtleties of the ship, the more those parts become glaringly obvious and I become numb to their actual impact on the characters and the show.

***At this point, if someone wanted to make a new argument about Zvtara, I think they would have to look very closely at every little detail in every single one of their scenes together to find a crumb of new meta material. And speaking from experience, it's not very fun trying to make a mountain out of a molehill. Whenever I post a "meta" like that, I feel like I'm reaching to make a point that doesn't exist.

[caitlinsnicket]

Newt Scamander SFW alphabet

Request: Can I request a sfw alphabet for Newt Scamander please! Thank you!

A/N: Two posts in a row? What the hell is happening? Anyways, this is a nice sfw alphabet for my favorite softboy newt scamander! I’m sorry for the delay. Feel free to like, reblog, or leave a comment!

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

Newt is a shy man, so his way to show affection is more subtle: he checks if you’ve eaten enough, if you’re warm, if you’re happy. It’s unusual for him to initiate any physical contact, like hugs or cheek kisses, but he’s happy when you do it.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

Newt is the most supportive friend you’ll ever have. If you need someone to go with you to the craziest places to do dangerous things, he’ll follow you and will help as much as he can. Your friendship would start with you asking about his creatures. Then, he’d want to show them to you, and you’d oblige happily. When his creatures took a liking to you, he knew it was true friendship.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Would cuddle only if you two know each other for a long time and if he’s comfortable physically with you. And even then, he would be too shy to actually initiate a cuddle session, and if he took the initiative, Newt would probably wait for you to sit down somewhere and then would put his head in your lap. Running your hands through his hair is a bonus.

If you two are in a relationship, he’ll as for cuddles making a puppy face, or will hug you from behind while you do something else. Like to be the little spoon because he feels safe with you, but also likes to be the big spoon because he feels as if he can protect you.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

Newt has settled down: his suitcase! Even if you two travel to the farthest ends of the world, your home is always with you.

After spending so long traveling and taking care of creatures, he knows how to do his chores the right way.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

He would blame it on work. He wouldn’t look you in the eye and would be fixing things all over his workplace to distract himself. Then, after you would leave, he would let a few tears spill, and also in the middle of the night when he wakes up missing you.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

He would wait a while before bringing the subject up, and wouldn’t make a surprise out of it. If he felt like you weren’t going to leave him and that you actually loved him, Newt would sit down with you and talk about marriage.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Newt Scamander is the gentlest man you’ll ever meet. He handles everything with all the care in the world: his creatures, his magic, and you. Physically, sometimes it will be hard to tell if he touched you or not, giving how softly he does it. If you want to be handled with less care, you’ll have to ask him.

Emotionally, he’s still getting the hang of it, and talking about any issues you two might have is mandatory for him. Each day that passes by, he learns something else about you and takes it to heart. The last thing he wants to do is hurting you.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

If you two are just friends, he’ll be a little more cautious in his hugs, and it will happen more rarely. They are quick and usually, there’s a reason behind them.

If you two are a couple though, he’ll do it more often and mostly when you two are alone. PDA is not really his thing, but he enjoys physical contact with you after intimacy is settled. His hugs will last longer and he’ll hold you more tightly.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

It takes some time, will only say it if you say it first and the first time he actually says it, he thinks you’re asleep.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

Newt doesn’t get jealous very often: he trusts you and he knows that people will want to hit on you. Though sometimes he gets insecure and needs reassurance, it doesn’t happen a lot.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

It’s like having a butterfly on your lips. He’s delicate, touches you very carefully and somehow always manages to leave you at ease. He likes your lips, of course, but also your wrists and the spot where your neck meets your shoulder. It’s an unconscious action: he hugs you and his lips end there.

He likes being touched- not by everyone, just a few people- so anywhere is good. He becomes jello if you kiss him on the neck, his heart sweells when you put your lips on his forehead.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

He likes children, though he sees them more as creatures than actual small humans.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

He wakes up very early, so it’s rare to spend the whole morning with him, as usually by the time you get up he’s already off doing something. He always leaves tea ready for you if you like it.

If he stays with you though, his shyness will go away and he’ll cling to you and the only way to get up is if you cuddle him for at least one hour. Kisses are also mandatory.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

He also goes to sleep very late, but so do you. Both too exhausted to talk or read or interact, you just lay down in a pile in the bed. It’s warm and comfortable, and Newt sleeps well. 

If you’re not too tired, you might read a little of your book to him, or you might talk about your respective days, and he brushes your hair because he finds it so soft. Whispering everything and nothing, and then falling asleep. He always stays a little bit longer to stare at you and take in all your details.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

It takes time. He lets out little pieces of information for you, and if you pay attention at some point you’ll have the bigger picture.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

His name should be Newt Patient Scamander. Never gets angry at you, even if you screw up really badly. Like to teach you stuff when you don’t understand and if there’s a fight, prefers talking it out over staying mad.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

He remembers everything, as he’s good at keeping information. He never says he knows all about you though, so you never stop getting surprised when he mentions a little detail about you.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

The first time he showed you the inside of his suitcase, of course. Watching you interact with his creatures and how gentle you were with them made him realize he was falling in love with you.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

He knows how well you can take care of yourself, so he never interferes, only if you ask him to. His way of protecting you is making sure that you've eaten and that you are well-rested. He will never admit it, but he loves it when you get protective of him in a fight or in dangerous situations. He also loves when you cuss him for not sleeping enough because he feels taken care of.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

In his mind, everything you do together is a date, so he always acts romantic. Not a lot of effort, but always remembers you why you fell for him. Anniversaries and gifts, oh these are handmade and filled with love. He has a great time making them. In everyday tasks, as you share the things you have to do around the house, he makes sure to do all his assigned shores.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

Not sharing his worries. When it comes to problems in the relationship, he likes to talk about it, but if it’s something only him is going through, he says nothing. You wish he would let you in, but he doesn’t.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

He looks at himself a lot but doesn’t see himself as handsome or ugly. He always feels normal, so he’s not that concerned about how he looks. If you mention it though, he’ll blush and mess with his hair.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

It wouldn’t be a huge part of his life, but deep down he would have a feeling that something was missing.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

He likes sharing clothes. Whether it is shirts, sweaters, pants, socks, or ties, he just likes this feeling that you have a part of him and he has a part of you.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

Someone that lives only in their own world. He likes people who are involved in the things around them, he likes to share his interests and to learn about yours and he likes to discover new things together. If he were to be with someone stuck in their own bubble, it just wouldn’t work out.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

Only the necessary. If he didn’t pass out, then the nap was enough. Though, after you two started your relationship, his sleeping habits are better: he spends more time in bed because of you.

[robinofinashiro]

- request from anonymous: “can you do a yandere alphabet for izuku with a quirkless s/o. cuz we need some broccoli loving out here lmaoo.”

- note: please remember that I don’t write NSFW for minors so if that’s what anyone was looking for in any of the alphabets, I’m sorry to disappoint and look forward to that for the adults that maybe requested. 

- pairing: yandere! midoriya izuku x fem! reader

- request status: closed

A - Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?

Midoriya would be all over you. constantly. he’s a very clingy and delusional yandere that would not see anything wrong with the way he’s acting with you. he’d be constantly holding your hand, snuggling you, and telling you how much he loves you.

B - Blood: How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?

if he had to kill someone because he felt as though someone was taking you away from him, he would. he would go to the ends of the earth to have you and he doesn’t care what it takes. he’d do it all. risk his hero career and all.

C - Cruelty: How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?

he would mock them without realizing it. Midoriya would tell their darling all about their day and how many people he saved throughout the his shift without realizing that his darling has been longing for human interaction. 

D - Darling: Aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will?

Midoriya just wants love. he obviously had familial love because of his mother but considering Midoriya is apart of the #Daddyissues squad, he never knew what it was like to have a father figure so that’s what brings him to just want constant affection from his darling. 

E - Exposed: How much of their heart do they bare to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?

midoriya would lay his entire heart out to them. he would tell them of the days he had with Bakugou, the day he got his quirk, all of it. he wants his darling to know everything that had happened to him in his part and he wants the same thing from them. 

F - Fight: How would they feel if their darling fought back?

he would be so upset. midoriya wouldn’t understand why his darling was acting that way. he was just trying to love you and you were denying him of that! he would start crying those tears that he used to have as a child as a way to get you to stop what is it you’re doing.

G - Game: Is this a game to them? How much would they enjoy watching their darling try to escape?

midoriya doesn’t like it at all. he doesn’t think that him loving you or him kidnapping you is some kind of game. he would go through all of the stages from grief if you tried to leave him. he literally would go into a deep state of mental issues if he saw you trying to escape.

H - Hell: What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?

Midoriya’s clingyness. the fact that once he got home, he couldn’t shake them off. literally he wouldn’t let them get up for whatever reason and if his darling tried to use the bathroom or even get something from upstairs, he would go with them. 

I - Ideals: What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?

he wants all of the things he didn’t have growing up so basically becoming a father. he wants to do dad things with his kids. take them to a park, go to sporting events, teach them how to develop and control their quirk. 

J - Jealousy: Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?

oh fuck yeah Midoriya does. he doesn’t lash out at you in any way but he does towards the other person. the person could literally be asking you for directions with their partner standing next to them and Midoriya would think that they were trying to get with you.

K - Kisses: How do they act around or with their darling?

see letter A. 

L - Love letters: How would they go about courting or approaching their darling?

he would TRY to attempt to court you but that flops immediately. he couldn’t stand to see you talking with other guys so as soon as he saw you, he would literally only give himself days before he kidnaps you or even starts to make plans for it.

M - Mask: Are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?

Midoriya acts completely different in the sense that no one would realize how crazy obsessed he is with his darling. to the common eye, they wouldn’t realized that he literally had you trapped with him because they just think the two of you are constantly in that puppy love stage. 

N - Naughty: How would they punish their darling?

Midoriya tries not to punish you. he really only uses it as a last resort because he’d rather try and talk it out with you rather than using mental or physical punishment on their darling. but when he does, it’s truly a fucked up experience. he would make them go essentially insane bc of the mind games he plays on them.

O - Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling?

he’d try to give them some kind of rights. he totally lets you watch television or read books but if he allows you social media, he would have to watch what you were posting and seeing. he lets you see your family but only on his time and for certain hours. 

P - Patience: How patient are they with their darling?

very patient! he could literally have you fighting him in the middle of your living room, quirks and all, and he still wouldn’t try and punish you. he would try to justify it all and see that you did it for some other reason. so yeah, you got lucky. 

Q - Quit: If their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on?

midoriya is CRUSHED. he would probably pass away himself. he can’t live without you and he knows that there is no one just like you so since he couldn’t find a replacement, he would literally just end it all bc he wouldn’t know what to do with himself. 

R - Regret: Would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling? Would they ever let their darling go?

Midoriya?? never. what he sees himself doing is absolutely okay in his eyes. he doesn’t see him kidnapping you as a wrong. he justified it in his head already so he would never feel guilty about it. 

S - Stigma: What brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)?

See letter D

T - Tears: How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?

he gets almost emotionally scarred over it. he doesn’t understand why you’re doing all of that. he isn’t hurting you. he isn’t punishing you. all he’s doing is keeping you away from the villain infested world. why are you doing all that?? 

U -Unique: Would they do anything different from the classic yandere?

outside of the whole no punishment thing, probably not. he’s very protective and clingy to you so he’s more worried abt giving you affection and wanting to show you that he means no harm.

V - Vice: What weakness can their darling exploit in order to escape?

honestly, Midoriya doesn’t have many. everyone sees him as this soft yandere but midoriya doesn’t have a lot of weaknesses that he shows you. it would be unlike him to show you the bad parts of him so you don’t get any ideas. 

W - Wit’s end: Would they ever hurt their darling?

see previous answers. 

X - Xoanon: How much would they revere or worship their darling? To what length would they go to win their darling over?

you are midoriya’s god. he worships the ground you walk on. he would go to VARIOUS lengths to worship you. literally don’t test him on that bc he is one of the more delusional if not the most delusional so he sees what he’s doing as normal.

Y - Yearn: How long do they pine after their darling before they snap?

see previous answers.

Z - Zenith: Would they ever break their darling?

mentally, kinda? physically no. 

[yelenasdog]

romance and espionage (eggsy unwin x fem reader)

genre: fluff w/ whole lotta angst

summary: who knew names could be such a touchy subject?

words: 2.4k

warnings: literally saying fuck everyother sentence, kissing, golden circle spoilers (is that a thing? idk), mentions of harry’s supposed death, mentions of roxy’s death, guns, and i think thats it.

ok, all my cm moots don’t judge me. 

a/n: ight so uhh as i’m posting this i’m finding out taron is an incel so that’s kinda oW but uhh i haven’t seen the secret service, i just rewatched the golden circle the other night and hyperfixated on taron so... uh here’s this LMAO. also! this takes place after the golden circle, and reader took roxy’s spot as lancelot. ok enjoy!!

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“God, Eggsy, would you quiet down?!”

He snarled meanly in a way that could make Bennie and Jet’s metallic forms cower in fear, his thin lips turning into a grimace.

“Don't call me that here. It’s Galahad, and Galahad only.”

The other agent only scoffed, rolling her eyes.

Lancelot’s surroundings were dark, although quite stunning nonetheless. It was clear and starry night sky, perfect for romance, the worst for espionage. The air felt so refreshing on her skin, allowing her to feel free in some way, even just for a moment, which she savoured, as a feeling such as that was rare in her line of work.

Now, if the girl had been with someone other than the annoying, prickish, and (even though it pained her to the highest degree to say it) handsome fellow, she maybe would have tried to have a little fun to pass the time. Maybe fool around a bit, fraternize with a coworker, eh?

But alas, ever the one with amazing luck, she was stuck with him. 

Which meant rather than perhaps getting crescent shaped markings on her hips from a quick rondevu under the indigo sky and sparkling stars, so roughly placed to match the moon that hung in it, she was crouching uncomfortably, only wishing that the former scenario was taking place.

 Not that she meant with fucking Eggsy, of course.

Well ok, maybe, just a tad.

“Fine, have it your way, Galahad.” She flailed her arms about in a jazz hand motion, making the blondy roll his twinkly eyes in a boyish manner. She fought the urge to grin widely, a warm feeling blooming in her chest, even at his obvious arrogance and upset towards her.

She wanted to blame his feelings towards her on her being a freshmen agent, recruited right after the convergence of Kingsman and Statesman in an effort to rebuild the organization. She had been childhood friends with Roxy, who had long ago tried to get Y/n to join the agency. When faced with her friend’s death, she wanted to honor her wishes, even if this wish was a little, well, extreme.

He only sighed in response to Y/n, tapping the side of his thick rimmed glasses twice.

Y/n’s eyes followed his hands as he did so, enjoying what she was seeing a great amount. She bit her bottom lip subconsciously, losing all focus that was there to begin with.

“Lancelot? Lancelot? For fucks sake, Y/n!”

She snapped her head up, her eyes becoming magnified even further through the faux tortoise shell glasses that Unwin would never admit framed her face wonderfully.

No, not a chance.

He wouldn’t dare even let the thought about how the soft skin of her freckled nose looked even more kissable, her eyes even more full of depth and wonder, or how kind and sweet she looked when she tucked a stray strand of hair away from her face. All because of the damned glasses. Never.

So rather, he settled for pointing over to where the subject of their stakeout was now standing, gun in hand as he conversed with one of his comrades.

But although her body followed his, listening to his directions, most of the information was going in one ear out the other, her brilliant mind occupied by a certain agent and his endeavors.

She was hard in thought, wondering about names of all things. A simple subject, easy to address, you would think. But apparently it was not so, not at all.

You see, Eggsy never had called Y/n by her name. It was always either “Lancelot”, or “Agent”, Y/n only being used for the exception of if he needed to quickly grab her attention.

And on the flip side, she was never allowed to call him anything other than Galahad. Agent was sparse, it put her on very thin ice, close to splitting at any second with no prior notice.

Now obviously, with Y/n being Y/n, she was determined to crack his rough exterior, despite however much he presented himself as “unbreakable”. (His words, not hers.) So, much to his displeasure, she often called out a quick “Oi, Unwin!”, or a “Jesus, Eggsy!” whenever he got in her way, which usually resulted in a similar distasteful glance to what she was recieving now being shot in her direction.

“Alright, Eggsy, I’m thinking that his partner is-“ She used her glasses X-Ray feature, confirming her suspicions. “The partner is in the abandoned pharmacy across the street, should we wait or go now?” He was silent, staring straight ahead, scrutinizing nothing in particular with a stare that was set in stone. 

She whistled lowly, waving a hand in front of his face.

“Eggsyyy-“

“Lancelot, would you shut the hell up! Don’t fucking call me that!” He stood up, leaving a vulnerable feeling Y/n in his wake.

Y/n’s jaw was suddenly like it was wired shut. She was paralyzed, unable to speak, only keeping her gaze fixated on Galahad.

“Look, I’m sorry-“

“Yeah, well good, then! When will you ever learn, we’re not friends, nor will we ever be. Get it through you’re fuckin’ head. It’s like you think you’re Roxy or some shit-“

Sadness and guilt turned to anger rather quickly for Y/n at his unfortunate choice of words.

“Stop it! Would you please, just stop it! For fucks sake!” Her voice was harsh, something he never would had never expected out of Y/n. Tears sprung into her eyes, and her teeth sunk into her bottom lip, no doubt drawing crimson liquid in the process. She tasted iron on her tongue, feeling it seep into her taste buds.

“Lancelo-“

“Fucking hell, shut the fuck up! Really, please, Galahad, listen to me, for once in your life.” She was the one who shot up, inching closer to him with every word. The sticks and leaves crunched under her feet, causing her to cringe at the sound, hoping it didn’t alert the targets.

He nodded solemnly, his jaw locking up, and his hands she had been admiring only seconds before clamped into fists at his sides.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself, Harry’s words of “remember your training” ringing through her head. She internally began chanting it like a mantra of sorts.

But if she was being honest, she couldn't quite remember a chapter in the Kingsman handbook (that she most definitely did read during training) that talked about emotional distress due to your coworker who you’re extremely attracted to calling you only by your dead best friend's name, but hey, who knows.

“I know I'm not Roxy. Nobody else could ever be Roxy. I know that, you know that, hell, she knew that. And I would say that you have no idea how it feels to be reminded of one of your closest friends who is dead every time someone calls you by a name that feels as if it isn’t your own, but you do, Galahad. Or you did. But now Harry is back and- and Roxy, well Roxy is gone!”

A single tear slipped out of her left eye. The agent in front of her felt a strong urge wipe away the tears he now felt guilty for playing a large part in. But he resisted, his hands remaining stuck to his side.

“So why would you do this? Say these things, act this way, when you know I have to live every day with you for some reason calling me Lancelot in every situation and me having to call you Galahad all the same! Maybe I shouldn’t have stepped up to be Lancelot when Roxy was killed, if I can’t handle it, can’t handle the dehumanization that comes with only being known as an emotionless fuckin’ agent to you.” 

She stopped, hanging her head. She looked over to the flickering neon lights of the pharmacy, watching the outlines of the targets move around.

“I honestly have no idea if any of that made sense, or if I’m just rambling, I don’t fucking have the slightest idea what the fuck I’m even doing anymore.” Her voice got significantly more quiet, her sentences reduced to mumbles.

Aside from the target and his partners yelling at each other, it was so silent you could hear a pin drop.

His usually stern tone he took with the girl was softer now as he spoke, “You made perfect sense.”

She gave him a half smile before continuing, feeling oddly validated by his words. 

“But what I’m trying to say, Galahad, is that I’m a fucking human being. I have a life outside of this Godforsaken job, and-and emotions, too! I mean, I might even have kids that you don’t know about!”

He internally rolled his eyes, yet again fighting another urge, this time to smile widely at Y/n. Weird.

“Do you have kids I don’t know about-“

“Of course I don’t!”

They shared a short laugh as their words overlapped, harmonizing in a sweet way, their voices like thick and golden honey. Weird.

The two were then succumbed to a blanket of comfortable silence, but only for a short moment before the hushed whispers of Unwin’s voice were heard.

“D’you wanna know why?”

Y/n cocked her head, beckoning him to go on with whatever it was he was going to say. “Why what?”

“Why I only call you Lancelot, why I don’t let you call me Eggsy.”

She nodded, sitting down once more and tucking her leg under her chin in a manner that Eggsy found endearing and adorable. It distracted him slightly, but not long enough for his starry eyed staring to become creepy. Not that Y/n would have it in her capacity to ever think that of him, if she was being honest.

“If I start to think of you as ‘Y/n’, rather than Lancelot things get too real. If you hurt, o-or if you get kidnapped, or God forbid- die.” He momentarily paused, looking up to meet Y/n’s eyes.

“It would make it all too real. I can’t do that, Y/n. After what happened to Harry and then Roxy, and everyone else,” he shook his head, his expression showing him close to crying at the thought of what he was speaking of.

“I can’t lose you too.”

It was like her soul had become visibly lighter, feeling an unimaginable relief flood throughout her system at his proclamation. She was able to come down from her, so to say, “high” almost as soon as she had started it, placing her hands on his, using them as leverage to pull herself up.

“You can’t be so afraid, Galahad. You gotta, you know,” she shrugged, offering him a small smile.

“Live a little.” She moved to look down to meet his eyes where his head was suspended in shame, forcing him to look back up.

“And also, try not to let your fear turn you into a dick, which is by all means just a suggestion.” Y/n laughed at the last bit, smiling and glancing to the side slightly.

They both shared a second laugh together, and it seemed as if for a short while, time stopped. It was just the two of them, features illuminated by the pale moonlight. No target, no saving the world, nothing. Just them. 

So he reached forward, unsure if what he was doing was the right thing, just like always. The damn question of righteousness was engrained in his brain, restricting him like it did majority of the time. But for once, he decided to disregard it in it’s entirety.

So throwing all caution to the wind, unable to contain himself any longer, he closed the small gap left between the two, connecting their lips in a long awaited kiss.

One of his hands flew to the side of her face, the other wrapping around her waist, pulling her closer with a squeal. He laughed into the union, and she only smiled. One of her hands went to entangle itself with his on her waist, the other resting on his shoulder.

She could smell his cologne that he most definitely should not have been wearing per Kingsman on the job regulations, and welcomed the scent, doing her best to commit it to memory, a permanent reminder of what it felt like to be so close to the man.

After what seemed like a long time (but never long enough, honestly) they pulled away, panting for breath. Their foreheads rested on each other’s, the cool night air flowing around them, calming the pair completely.

Still struggling to catch his breath, Eggsy reached forward, taking both of her hands. He ran small circles over her knuckles in a way that made her heart flutter, before dropping them gently, reaching a hand out.

“Let's start over.”

She giggled and widely grinned, and he swore it was becoming his favorite thing in existence when she would do either of those wondrous things.

“Come on, put her there.” He shook his hand slightly making a silly face as well, widening his eyes and looking back and forth from his hand and her face. She placed it in his, proudly smirking as she did so. Their shiny rings clanged, which resulted in another small giggle errupting from her throat.

 He shook it back and forth, a sly smile painting itself on his lips. 

“Pleasure to meet you, Eggsy Unwin.”

She quirked an eyebrow, retracting her hand momentarily, letting it linger in the air.

“Eggsy, hmm? Bit of an odd name, don’t you think?”

He scoffed, placing his hand over his heart in false offense.

“Well if it’s so bad, what’s yours then?”

“Y/n Y/l/n.”

He looked to his feet momentarily, lifting his hands on either side of his head. “I digress, you win.”

She bit her bottom lip again, wincing as she hit the same spot from before. She ran her tongue over it, breathing out quickly.

“I’m not so sure. I think Eggsy is growing on me.”

“Is that so?”

“Yeah.”

They smiled at each other like lovesick teenagers, still lost within the moment.

And although the bubble of ignorant bliss they were in was something the two of them never wanted to leave, it was sadly inevitable that it would be popped at some point in time.

And almost like an alarm to wake them up from a beautiful dream, gunfire was able to be heard ringing throughout the building across the way.

They pulled apart with a groan coming from Y/n, and a “For fucks sake” from Eggsy. With displeasure lacing their expressions, they began to run towards the pharmacy when Y/n felt a hand tug at her wrist.

“Y/n wait!”

Her eyes widened as she looked at him as if he was a mad man, only slowing to a backwards jog. She gestured around her to the burst of red and orange explosions that were now going off around her, screaming “What?!”

He sprinted to catch up with her forcing her to come to a complete stop with a firm hold on her shoulders.

“Eggsy, come on! Lets go- Ah!”

He cut her off with a firm kiss, gripping the sides of her head, scrunching his fingers in her hair. She let a small moan slip out at the feeling, which he responded to by chuckling. He then pulled away, a shit eating grin written on his face. 

She stood in shock, unable to move from her place. He started running, turning over his shoulder.

“Come on, Y/n, keep up!”

Not focusing on where he was going, he tripped over himself, letting out a small yell of surprise. Y/n laughed loudly, going to chase after him with a miniscule shake of her head at his antics.

But nonetheless, the only thing going through Y/n’s mind during that situation that should have been horrifying, was that maybe she was wrong all this time.

Romance and espionage did go well together, especially when it was with Y/n and Eggsy.

♔♂♔

hello!!! so this was a multi-fandom account to begin with anyways so honestly i feel like i should start a seperate masterlist for “hj’s hyperfixations”. but yah this was my first fic for him and idk if i’ll do another but i hope u enjoyed this! also it’s my bday tomorrow (sept 7th) so this is a self indulgent fic. as a treat. ok love u bye!

xx hj

also avery asked me to tag her so @spideyspencer​ LMAO i’m so sorry for this mess.

[thisbluespirit]

Fic Writer Tag Game

I was tagged to do this by @allegoriesinmediasres but it had already gone round Dreamwidth this last week, so I did it there.  I’ll try and c+p it over here, too!

1) How many works do you have on AO3? 620 (but I've been writing a lot of short things since around 2006-7, and there might even still be a couple of the 1994-98 fic from the newsgroups up). 2) What’s your total AO3 word count? 1,476,147 (but this does include about 300,000 words of origfic for RaTs and rainbowfic that are collected into three works, so it doesn't affect the works no too much, but it does affect the wordcount.) 3) How many fandoms have you written for and what are they? Too many to list here!  A lot.  *nods* 4) What are your top 5 fics by kudos? People, it's still Miss Marple.  Maybe one day it won't be Miss Marple, but today is not that day. (ETA: whenever i do my top AO3 fic on these memes, it’s disproportionately Miss Marple.  I am bemused.) Miss Marple: The Spirit of St Mary Mead So We Meet at Last Not Miss Marple: it's the rain that will strengthen your soul (SW Prequels) Five Times the Doctor Got in the Way of Captain Janeway (and One Time They Got Along Just Fine) (DW/ST) By the Book (Origfic) (Oh, wow, By the Book keeps moving up.  It must get recced sometimes, somewhere, mustn't it?  0_o ♥) 5) Do you respond to comments, why or why not? Yes.  Fanfic is a lot my way of being social, which is why I don't get along with the new push-button web much.  Like, kudos is fine, ok, but I just wanted to talk to people, and via fic always seems to be one of the nicest ways to do it. 6) What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending? Oh, I don't know. I like being bleak sometimes when I feel like it.  It might be the EatD one with the two Generals, but honestly there were a few in my mid-illness old bleak telly watching years, and the Level 7 one or the one from Children of the Damned might be even more so?  Or some S&S stuff, too?  I mean, I wrote S&S plane crash fic and weird drabbles.  (I blame my fandoms!  It's not my fault!  *innocent*) Also I keep doing Clara splinter fic, so I keep killing Clara and it's always sadder than I expect when I get there.  You'd think I'd learn by now, or just not kill this splinter, but, nooo, hey, how about MORE Clara splinter death, self?  /o\ Oh, no, wait: it's probably Spooks!  Spooks is also bleak and how about my tiny ficlet of death, Litany of the Fallen? Oh, actually, if I listen to people who aren't me, it's that B7 Avon/Servalan one, which I was always a bit: BUT I WROTE ONE WHERE THEY WON about it and everyone else was all THIS IS THE WORST in the comments.  Sorry? The Quality of Mercy (Is Most Definitely Strained)  (I still think the ending of Compendium is more angsty!  It has double death!) (Ok, it's me.  I like being bleak and angsty when I'm doing it.  I'm less sure when someone else is doing it at me, of course. ;-p) 7) What’s the fic you’ve written with the happiest ending? I honestly don't know.  I'm usually kind of gen and happy and sometimes even humorous, and keep canon's tone, and DW is fairly light most of the time. I tried searching on Happy, but I have never tagged anything as happy.  But probably it is an AAL! thing, because AAL! is happiness in b&w TV form basically.  Maybe of Of Human Bondage (or Five Times Adam and His Friends Found Themselves All Tied Up)?  But I like all the AAL! ones I wrote for Yuletide, because they were the ones where I tried to be closest to an episode, and that makes them the most fun to re-read. 8) Do you write crossovers? If so what is the craziest one you’ve written? I have a crossover in my top 5, so yes.  I'm a DW fan; crossovers are just far too obvious a temptation when you've got a TARDIS.  What DW fic writer hasn't managed at least one once somewhere?  And I might have, um, written a lot of them.  (AO3 says 126). I did once, way back in newsnet times, when we were having a debate over what you could and couldn't cross DW over with (and I was on Team You Can Cross It With Anything You Cowards), write a DW/Rainbow drabble.  But I don't think I put that on AO3.  I think it might be on Teaspoon.   In AO3 works, I think by far the silliest is the Baldrick/Steed one, which AstroGirl said I couldn't write.  (It was an Unconventional Courtship summary, not that they randomly dared me to write Baldrick/Steed.  I mean, some of my flist totally would have done if they'd thought of it, but not in this case.) 9) Have you ever received hate on a fic? Not really.  I've had some weird comments, but the nearest I've come to hate was one of the comments that time I tried to write Swan Queen fic and it wasn't happy enough for people.  (I wrote a happy one after, but the ifrst one was set quite early, Regina was still kind of evil!) 10) Do you write smut? If so what kind? Alas, no.  Although, ish, if we count my experimental elemental shipping phase, which included The Cornfield (Silver/Steel/(Sapphire)), which is the only time anyone called any of my fic sexy.  I would totally have that comment made into a medal or something.   11) Have you ever had a fic stolen? Other than the random scraping things that have gone round over the years, no. 12) Have you ever had a fic translated? Yes!  Several people have been kind enough to do this, usually into Russian, and usually (but not always!) Miss Marple. 13) Have you ever co-written a fic before? Yes, and no - in adwc days we all co-authored round robins, which were a blast and highly frustrating.  I think it'd be fun, but barring the odd bit of drabble tennis with various flisters back in the day, it's not really something that's worked out.  (I'm thinking, I could have all the ideas, they could do all the writing, I could criticise?? XD) 14) What’s your all time favorite ship? My Relationships count is very misleading here, because I think it actually is (including in terms of things written for it), Sapphire/Silver/Steel, but it's a weird thing, so sometimes I tag it platonically, and sometimes I don't necessarily tag it at all for that reason, and also I think it puts people off unnecessarily.  (But it's a Lie when I don't tag it.  All my Sapphire & Silver & Steel is inherently OT3 even if no one else can see it.) 15) What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will? None.  I have unposted WIPs, but I do hope to finish those, and the only posted WIP is a very old one only on Teaspoon that was begun before I was ill and I can't even really say at this point that I would want to finish it. 16) What are your writing strengths? Character/dialogue, I think?  I am actually not that bad at plot, but currently I lack the stamina for long things. I like to think I can be quite funny when I'm in the mood. 17) What are your writing weaknesses? Description, action.  Argh.  Yes, let's just talk some more, okay? 18) What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic? I was going to say I would never, but actually I did!  I wrote Y Gwyll | Hinterland fic, and it wouldn't be right not to have some Welsh in that.  However, while I may be a 1/4 Welsh and know some Welsh words, I don't actually speak it, so I had to turn to Llywela who was very kind and translated the sentences I needed.  (I added the English translation in the footnote.)  This was the fic, but basically language is important in canon (ironically maybe even more so in the Eng-lang version I watched than the original Welsh), and so it was also important in the fic. So, probably if it was a canon where it was required, then I would do what I could to get help to get it right?  The good thing about the internet is that you can usually find someone, although usefully for me, I already knew someone. 19) What was the first fandom you wrote for? Doctor Who! 20) What’s your favorite fic you’ve written? I'm going to wimp out on this along with everyone else.  Although... if any of you have a fave fic of mine, that would be very cool to hear!  (But I don't expect anyone to.) Sometimes I'm pleased enough with the latest to feel it's that, but that's not always the case, and it isn't currently.  (No, offence, Latest Works!  I like you, it just only happens once in a while, usually when I've managed something I've wanted to do for years.)

I won’t tag anyone, because I know lots of people also did this on Dreamwidth, but it’s always VERY cool to see people’s answers to these things and memes are for stealing.