#u have other guys on other teams melting down n expressing emotion but

[3416]

i think the concept that they're gonna spin people in this docuseries into 'villains' the way they do with dts is so silly, lol. like obviously the trailers for heightened drama but if anything.. its gonna be more clowning on teams like.... that last line with willy about playing well under pressure is probably gonna look extremely silly compared to how guys talk later in the series abt the pressure, lol. and how they act.

[volleychumps]

Can I request a scenario where seijoh has a first year manager and kyoutani lashes out at her, making her cry

SKAJKJDSAKJS *ahem* yes

Seijoh w/ a Manager That Cries bc of Kyoutani 

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“Y/N, please?” 

“Oikawa, I said no.”

“Yeah. She said no.” 

“Shut up! I heard her the first time!” The setter glares at a chuckling Hanamaki before visibly wilting with a pout, making you giggle at the imitation Mattsun delivers behind him. 

“Why not?” Oikawa attempts again, prompting Iwaizumi to deliver a well-deserved smack upside the brunette’s head, causing him to whine something about continued abuse as you sigh, setting your clipboard down to attempt to gain a hold on things. 

“Y/N doesn’t want to go on a shitty date with you, you piece of trash.” 

“I second that.” 

“I’m your senior, Kunimi-kun!” 

“Is that...the wind I hear Kindaichi?” 

The first year blinks once in utter confusion before beginning to ask what the hell Kunimi meant, causing you to clap your hands together once to handle the chaos, successfully managing to silence the whole Aoba Joshai team efficiently.  

The third years (minus Oikawa) share a knowing smirk, impressed a first-year like you was so capable of handling a group of this demeanor. 

“You guys are cute, but stop goofing off and focus on your practice!” You cross your arms, frowning as Oikawa grins at the term cute, prompting the other third years to trip him as he jogs back to the court. “We have prelims coming up soon, so you guys need to be at your best!” 

“No need to yell, you baby.” Matsukawa taps your head in passing as Kindaichi flashes you a thumbs up, causing you to smile warmly as Oikawa flashes you a wink. 

“Hai~ Y/N-chan!” 

“Your faux crush on her is the lamest thing on earth.” 

“Like you don’t, Iwa-chan. And it is so not faux!” 

“Stop saying shitty things.” 

You smile a bit when they all seem to listen to you, bickering nonetheless before nervously shifting when a single one doesn’t. 

Kentaro Kyoutani was the hardest to get through to ever since he had been recruited, simply ignoring the others and turning down team get-togethers at every opportunity. The boy was skilled, no doubt about it, but still seemed to hold a dangerous edge to him that was evident in his playing skills. 

“Kyotani-Kun?” You swallow your nervousness as you approach him, shifting your hair to the side as the rugged boy simply glances at you once before going back to staring at his laces. “Are you gonna practice?” 

You flinch when he whips his head towards you before clicking his tongue, taking a slow-paced walk towards the gym. 

“Don’t tell me what to do.” 

With those sweet parting words, the spiker huffs once more in a way you almost thought was child-like, before you find yourself facing his back. 

Another big factor about you was you were a tad bit sensitive, meaning when anyone as much raised their voice at you, you found yourself on the verge of tears. When the boys at the last tournament were a little too pushy in getting your number, resorting to grabbing you by the wrist, you yelped a little too loudly- causing your Seijoh boys to step in to the situation accompanied by the cracking of their knuckles. 

You curse the growing lump in your throat before swallowing it down, taking your position to observe the practice. 

“Makki!” 

You grin a little bit as your team’s star setter hits a perfect set to his third-year friend, already forgetting about the previous events before- 

the collision seemed to happen slowly, your hands instinctively grabbing the first aid kit that held multiple ice packs as you rush towards the scene. 

The clipboard falls to the ground as your shoes find themselves in front of a groaning Makki, moving next to be in front of a growling Kyotani who seemed to have a large bruise growing on his calve from the fall. Shakily, you reach an arm out to lightly touch his shoulder as you see from your peripheral vision Mattsun and Oikawa aiding Hanamaki. 

“A-Are you alright...?” 

“Will you just leave me the fuck alone and flirt with all the goddamn team members like you usually do?” 

Your eyes widen. 

“You’re just here because you need a school activity right?” He continues, dark eyes glaring into you judgementally as your hand slackens back, arm falling at your side. “So what, just because you get to stare at guys all day you’re suddenly the boss of us? Give me a fucking break.” 

The silence that settled around the gym was so heavy you felt odd at how quiet the boys were. 

You’re the first to move, kneeling down slowly before opening the first aid kid, carefully placing an ice pack by his side a safe-distance away to where he could still reach it, seeing Oikawa reach a hesitant hand out to you from your now blurred vision as you stand to your feet. 

“Y/N...” 

“Iwa.” 

You turn, fighting the quiver in your shoulders and crack in your voice as the heat floods your eyes and down your cheeks before you can stop it. 

“U-Um...Carry on practice, will you? I’ve got to go to the bathroom...” 

Embarrassed and flustered, you wipe at your eyes as you feel everyone watching you pick up the pace to get out of there sooner, leaving the Seijoh team facing silence once again. 

Kyoutani scoffs at your retreat, not being able to hide the surprise in his features when the one man he respected suddenly had his practice shirt in his fist, pulling him towards his pissed-off expression to lessen the proximity. 

“What the actual hell is wrong with you?” Iwaizumi’s voice was genuinely questioning with an edge that seemed to promise death, scarily quiet to the point where Kyoutani felt a shiver. 

“Y/N hasn’t done you wrong in any way, has she?” Mattsun crosses his arms, obviously irritated as Hanamaki clenches his teeth at the way Kyoutani rolls his eyes, refusing to answer. 

“First you mess up the set- and now you go and make our manager cry? You must be real fun at parties.” Kunimi, surprisingly, scoffs as amusement and irritation twinkles in his usually bored eyes, knowing damn well Kyotani wouldn’t do anything to him with the third years around. 

“Listen.” Iwa growls as Oikawa jogs off in your direction to go find you. “I don’t give a shit if you’re on your period or what, but newsflash: We’re a team. A team that’s lucky to even have a manager like Y/N- so the next time you call her a slut in front of any of us?” 

Kyotani glances at the icepack, furrowing his brows. 

“I won’t hesitate to get the coach to keep you on the bench all season. Don’t forget that.” 

Iwa releases the tightened material, standing up before moving his voice to a volume to speak to the whole team. 

“Practice is almost over anyway. Be here tomorrow morning.” 

Kyotani growls, the growing pain in his calve becoming unnoticeable as the sound of multiple sneakers jogging past him sound, signalling the rest of the team were leaving the gym with him by his lonesome- 

a melting ice pack now in a gripped hand as a foreign emotion swirls around in the spiker’s stomach.

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“I’m not crying!” 

“You’re totally crying.” 

Iwa swats Oikawa for the second time that day, causing the brunette to groan as Matsukawa taps on the women’s bathroom door, Hanamaki leaning on the wall next to it. After instructing the underclassmen to head home to let them handle this, you now had four tall, scary-looking dudes (again, minus Oikawa) outside the women’s bathroom waiting for you. 

“Will you all just go home?” You groan through the door, dabbing at your now puffy eyes with cold water as you hear Iwaizumi audibly sigh. 

“Come out so we can at least make sure you’re okay.” Hanamaki calls through the door as you lean your back against the door, not wanting them to see you like this. 

“I’m fine. Thank you all for caring.” you respond softly, tapping your head back against the door. “Maybe this manager position isn’t for me.” 

“What?! You’re gonna let some little punk tell you what you should and shouldn’t be doing?” Mattsun exclaims, irritation evident in his voice at the thought of you giving up as you sigh, opening up the door as you manage a smile at the relief that floods their faces. 

“I don’t know. I shouldn’t...but what if he’s right?”

“I’m not.” 

You flinch at the voice, eyes widening as Iwa and Hanamaki simutaneously take a step in front of you as Kyotani takes limping steps towards the five of you. 

“No. Um...” You push them apart, surprising the both of them as you step through. “Let him speak.” 

“..............sorry.” 

“Wow. Give him a standing ovation, everyone.” 

Oikawa flinches, hiding behind you at the raise of Iwa’s hand as you find yourself smiling gently at the way Kyotani was looking everywhere else but you, your smile widening at the gripped and dripping ice pack in his hold. 

“I...” Kyotani coughs, embarrassment flooding his cheeks. “I shouldn’t have said those things. Sorry. I hurt my leg.” 

Despite the simplicity of his words, a beam spread across your face before you look down at said leg. 

“Will you let me wrap it for you?” 

Kyotani relaxes a little as you approach him, nodding once as the third-years smirk at the fact that you were beginning to have the newcomer as whipped for you as the rest of them were. 

“See you guys at practice tomorrow?” You ask with a now bright grin, supporting Kyotani with his arm wrapped around his shoulder as you turn towards the direction of the infirmirary. 

“Sure you don’t need us to come?” 

“He’s not dangerous.” You roll your eyes, causing Kyotani’s eyes to widen a fraction at your words before Oikawa’s groan sounds throughout the hall. 

“Does this mean even more competition?!” 

“You really are a piece of shit.” 

[jujutsubabe]

Being friends with Megumi💜💜

A/n: here’s everyone’s other fav boy 😌💖

This man is THE!!! Most loyal person to ever exist 😌

If u were to leave the country for a year and come back, this man would still welcome u with open arms for the best friend position (only if u would do the same of course)

He will defend ur name so quickly, you won’t even b in the same room as him and he will compliment a good trait about you!! (We see this with how he is with Itadori))

FaceTime ✨✨

I imagine you showing off your dorm and all your cool decorations late at night, “Okay so I actually thrifted this frame for like ten bucks...”

And this guy would scroll through his phone while throwing out occasional “mhm’s” as you talked.

It doesn’t seem like he’s interested, but he is! He finds your voice relaxing and falls asleep to it sometimes.

You do the same, he will talk about a class subject and try to explain it, but the combination of a school lesson and his soothing voice just lulls you to sleep.

Lots of times you guys fall asleep on the phone together, you’ll wake up to the soft voice of Megumi telling you to Wake up.

It’ll take a few of those before he hears you grumble awake, “Hello...Did we fall asleep on the call...?”

He nodded, “I forgot you were on the line until now.”

(When he doesn’t care you’ll just wake up to the sound of the FaceTime call ending 😐)

Cooking🥘🥘

He def loves cooking, especially with other people who can cook really well.

Like listen if he can have a full day of uninterrupted cooking with either you or Itadori?? His inner chef is pleased.

(He hates having you two cook together tho cause then it just gets noisy and messy and he cannot retain any information😐)

You and Itadori will be throwing sauces at each other and laughing/being immature while Fushiguro is just 😐 haha food fight😐 very cool😐😐😐

(He disappears whenever you two are in the kitchen at the same time)

He likes learning new things though, like if you tell him a new tip on how to spice his food? He kinda gets a little excited... like you may see him lightly smile as he stirs a pot full of new flavors.

He also enjoys the quality time to unwind and relax with you. Silent working with occasional conversation about the food makes him feel warm and comfy inside.

He likes it when you taste test his food and give a good reaction, makes him feel very confident in his cooking abilities😌

Sitting at the table and eating food with you is fun, the two of you chomp away with him occasionally peeking to see your happy facial expressions.

You continue to compliment him on the food as he brushes them off, but inside he’s loving your praise.

(Make him lunch and he will melt! This guy is so into acts of service, so if you surprise him with a well decorated bento box he will be very proud to call you his friend 😌)

I’m sure he would make them for you too! He would put so much time and care into them😭(if he makes some for Itadori and Nobora he will have you deliver it to them so he doesn’t get teased for it)

Sleepovers💤💤

- Uhm so like🤔 I feel as though once again team Tokyo would want to watch a movie and chill

But after a while Megumi would be over social interaction and just wants to hang out with you.

So as the movie comes to an end he would tap your shoulder when no one is looking and gesture toward his dorm.

Cue you almost making an excited noise but he hushes you

The two of you sneak out that room so fast, Nobora and Itadori don’t even notice your disappearance.

“Hey what did you say you wanted for a snack...?” Nobora would turn around to see you gone. Along with Megumi. “Those jerks...”

Megumi likes your company, you don’t even have to talk he just enjoys you. When you talk it’s a win cause you guys always have fun conversations.

And when you don’t it’s not awkward, you guys do other things in each other’s company.

Sometimes Megumi and you sit side by side on his bed as he talks about his day while you nod along and ask questions.

“It was only a third grade but I was surprised there would be one at a pet store...”

You nodded, sleepily trying to follow along as he spoke. “Maybe...negative feelings from the fish...”

He hummed, continuing to talk in short sentences until he felt a thump on his shoulder.

He flipped his head to your drooped face, and before he could help it he was already smiling down at you.

He liked how calm you looked as you slept, it let him relax even more around you. (It’s a little hard for him to be vulnerable around everyone still, so baby steps)

You can count on him to not move an inch the whole time you’re laying on him cause he will not be the cause of waking you!!!

He’ll kinda fall asleep with his head fallen forward to avoid waking you

Scary times😰😰

On days the mission went pretty badly, everyone got hurt, and something depressing happened?

You can count on everyone holding back their tears until they get privacy😀!

Eventually you guys get to the dorms, about to seperate but you’re on the verge of tears and really need to hold something.

Before he can walk any further you hold his pinky back. He turns to you and analyzes the situation.

Once he sees you seconds away from bursting, he slides his hand into yours and gives it a squeeze. A “we’ll be okay’ squeeze.

You nod, wiping away any stray tears, too choked up to talk. He wasn’t the best at expressing himself with words, but little actions like these helped him out. It was like you were his little “words to actions” translator.

You looked down as you started to cry a little more, from a mixture of gratefulness you had him there and the release of your emotions.

And in a once in a life time event, Megumi willingly!!! Wraps his arms around you, for a hug you can hide your crying face in.

You stuff your face into his chest, making him stumble a bit before relaxing his head onto yours.

And the two of you stayed like that for a little while

[blissfulsun]

could you pleasee do 70&76 with Jeff from the angst prompts? 💞

hello my darling!! I’m sorry this took a couple of days, but its lowkey my favourite thing Ive ever written???🥺 Hope u like it just as much, ily💓 I changed both the slightest to fit into the idea I had I hope u don’t mind!!

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Pretty little fears // Jeff Wittek

Jeff Wittek was a name you knew all too well. Except it used to bring visions of playgrounds and games of hide & seek, later swapped in for nights of sneaking out and stolen liquor from your father's hidden cabinet. Now, the man standing across the living room resembled more of a stranger.

Yet you somehow noticed him, eyes still instantly drawn to his taller figure in any room, this one particularly overcrowded. Your attention shifts when the friends you came with suggest a move to the garden.

He's listening to Toddy's story, or rather trying to make sense of the drunken rambling when a familiar head of hair passes in the corner of his eyes. It can't be, he tries to convince himself, searching past surrouding faces netherless, hopeful of the outcome but you're already gone.

You keep missing each other like that most of the night, you intentionally and Jeff still unsure if longing for you has finally materialised into him imagining you there in person.

The two of you collide when David stumbles across your group of girlfriends and invites you guys to 'rate his hot and less hot friends for a video'. You have no reason to say no, unaware of his connection to your hometown friend, never one to care much about social media and its content.

You make eye contact the moment you pass the threshold into the kitchen where the vs is gathered, Jeff first to speak despite the initial shock. 'y/n/n?' Others quiten down around you, eager to understand the connection between the two of you.

‘Long time Wittek' he's slightly confused and hurt by the careless tone of your greeting, his own mind going a hundred miles an hour at simply having you in such close proximity again.

You're silently seething, body simultaneously hot with rage and cold with faked indifference. You remain that way as he closes the distance between you, stiff in his arms when Jeff pulls you into a tight embrace.

The two of you remain like that for a while, your body melting into his form without permission. When he pulls away eventually, it's only far enough to look down at your face and ask 'wanna head outside? We have some catchin' up to do'. You sigh and nod, all too knowing that he wouldn't really let you have the choice.

Jeff couldn't let you go now that you seemingly fell back into his life, his hands guiding you as if you were to get lost in the house you've been in for the better portion of the night, you let him have at least that.

As soon as the two of you are outside and in a less crowded area you step away, distancing yourself from him in spite of the puppy eyes he directs at you. 'Well?..' You ask, hands wrapping around your waist in an effort to appear stand offish, the effort noted but futile.

Jeff just thinks you look adorable trying to stay mad at him, the attempts always failing in the past: from the time he tripped and accidently fell into your pride and joy of a sandcastle at four to the days when he began to fall into the wrong crowd, showing up at your window past midnight, asking to stay the night in a broken voice you could never say no to.

That's what your relationship with Jeff was, you gave and gave and he took. It wasn't always the case, early formative years of your friendship spent in mutual affection. He would push, punch and kick the bullies and in return you would offer him half of your snacks.

Then it transitioned to fighting just about anyone, and for any reason, not just for you. Still, you would bandage up the cuts and bruises, gentle kisses healing his scars better than any ointment.

You were a team, is what both of you would say whenever questions arose, jealous girlfriends & boyfriends alike or your parents increasingly protective in light of his misbehaviours. Even his own mother, who really just wanted the best for him and you, unsure at one point if you could pull him back and if it was fair to put such pressure on a 17 year old girl. You couldn't, evidently.

Jeff continued to hang out with a crowd you refused to be around and then you left for college. He was upset at first, his fear of abandonment and simply missing you translating into weeks of radio silence until he showed up at your dorm, the two of you falling back into the friendship no one else could understand.

It was fine like that for a while and then he left for Miami, promising to stay safe and in touch, though less often than either of you would like. His seventh arrest was the final blow, you mostly unaware to the extent of his illegal activities and the number of times Jeff found himself behind bars. That last time was the worst, not only because he was sentenced to at least a couple of months but because his own mother finally informed you.

'Jeff? Seriously...' your anger snaps him out of reminiscing. You look far less eager to take a trip down memory lane, but if he's already taken up your time you might as well get some answers, you decide. 'Why?' you grit your teeth, continuing 'why did you abandon me?' It's a loaded question and you're terrified of it's outcome.

‘Darlin' Jeff tries, his hand reaching for your own but you stand your ground despite his softened expression. 'No. Enlighten me. How do you spend every day with someone, write and call for months and just...just lie until you had no choice but admit you were fuckin' dealing drugs Jeffrey.' You want to shout, holding back for the sake of not gathering yourself an audience.

Meanwhile he visibly flinches at the accusing tone of yours. After a couple of calming breaths you look up at his face and begin to feel small again, back to the little girl barely reaching his shoulders & always gripping at the sleeve of his jumper.

'That's not even the worst part...' your words are softer now, Jeff can't decide if that and the tears gathering in your eyes are worse than the angry dialogue. 'The worst part is that you never responded...to any of my letters. I drove hundred of miles as a broke ass student only to find out I was already written off your visitors list' you pause, looking up to the sky to gather yourself and prevent the waterworks begging to start.

He just watches you both in awe and undeniable pain, heart split between letting you go as to not relive the pain and bringing you into his arms, body aching for the familiar comfort no one else has ever been successful in replacing, not really. 'After everything we've been through?' The last question comes out broken.

'I'm sorry...' he scrambles to reword when he catches sight of the perplexed anger adorning your face. 'I...you were goin' places alright? You were always going to be someone great darlin'. I just slowed that down and then...the final arrest happened. And I...you didn't need to see me like that, behind bars. I would rather do it alone a million more times than to put you through that.'

Jeff can only hope his explanation comes across half as elegantly. It doesn't, he realises at your sudden outburst, 'That wasn't your choice to make! Fuck you.' The response draws some unwanted attention to the pair of you, his friends standing in a corner nearby and trying to work out your significance.

'Angel please...' Jeff decides to try an old method of calming you down, hand wrapping around the back of your neck under the cascading hair you let down for the night. Your mind is still focused on the erupting anger, but your body, it surrenders to the familiar hold, shoulders unwittingly losing tension and expression softening while he stares in your eyes.

'You weren't alone.' The softness with which you deliver your next response shocks you both. The thought continues at sight of his confusion, 'You didn't have to do it alone. We were a team, from the time we were barely four...' Jeff nods at that truth. 'I know...' he's not sure whether to continue, unsure if this was the right place or time but already in too deep with a single look into your glassy eyes.

‘I know but I loved you-' 'wha' your attempt at interruption and shocked expression is ignored. '-and I know you loved me too angel. That's why...I could never do that to you' The confession hangs in the air, but at least it's finally out there, Jeff thinks. Years of repressed emotions and regret spilling over in favour of gentle relief inside your childhood best friend.

You clear your throat, 'right..' the eye contact is broken as you force your body away from his hold. He's confused, heart dropping into his stomach in disappointment as you stiffly walk around him and back inside without another word.

Jeff takes the leap and catches up to you outside, short of breath from the chase. '-wait!! That's...that's it? ' he has to ask. You whip around to face him for the second time tonight.

‘Yes! That's fuckin' it you asshole. You single handedly ripped my heart out and disappeared from my life like it was the easiest thing in the world! Of course I have always loved you, you..you selfish arrogant little pri-' the rant was left unfinished, a soft pair of lips shutting you up.

Jeff had to kiss you. It's been all he's thought about since you stepped into the random kitchen a couple minutes ago, the need so intense and eerily reminscent of his teenage years and early adulthood, always left unfulfilled for your own sake.

This time...he's tired of denying himself the pleasure, years older and maybe wiser, unwilling to ever let you go again. 'm still mad at you..' you mumble when he finally has to pull away for some air. The laugh that escapes him both infuriates and enamores you further, 'I know darlin...but I love you too.'

[ferie-anon]

Hiii!! Are ships open?? I would like to get a ship with nct dream. If it's okay😊 I'm Sagittarius sun, Cancer moon and rising, Capricorn mercury and venus, and Pisces Mars. Thank you btw😘😘😊😊😊

Hii, so I’ll do yours~ Ooh Sag sun with cancer moon, baby energy spotted, but those capricorn placements (capricorn mercury and venus) whoaa, sensing another duality opponent 🤭✨. As your sag sun with cancer moon suggests, you may carry an optimistic point of view of the world, and you can get playful or bringing fun to the room when you’re bored. (Your sag sun can be quite down to earth enabling for easier chemistry and others to relax around you, while your cancer moon can be caring and emotionally abundant (to yourself and to others). However, as much as you can be giving, a listener, and compassionate... your capricorn mercury and venus says they don’t stand bs :D. Your mercury and venus in cap brings a sense of realism and un-filtered thoughts that may be the truth or your honest opinions at times. You search and desire for genuineness, as well has an orderly or scheduled manner regarding your serious interests of hobbies and important goals, or desires. This allows you to be able to maintain yourself after a while having fun and jovial times, like you can have a little easier control over your emotions.

This recurring duality can be heightened as you have pisces mars and cancer rising with your previously touched upon cancer moon, with the amount of water energy as these signs are water signs, you may choose or behave more in line with your heart and emotion of thoughts rather than the mature and realistic way, and combined with your cap mercury and venus you can choose your sharp raw communication ways that can unintentionally hurt others feelings during arguments and such. ( A baby that has tiny sharp claws 🐥✨🦅 🌙🔪) Your capricorn venus isn’t exactly one with the physical affection display, yet you have a deep desire of care(sorta like subtle nurture but like in a more calm manner) and sense of responsibility towards your friends and loved ones. Along with your cancer moon and rising you are very sincere and may be unknowingly or naturally acting in a motherly way or a nurturing figure towards them, all the while maintaining a youthful jolly disposition at times to relax. Its quite balanced your loose positive side that is aware of the harsh reality and mature concepts of life. Your pisces mars sorta enables you to be a day dreamer at times with your goals and aspirations and so there may be a delay or procrastination in the process of seeking the initiation or move towards it, but your capricorn mercury and venus eventually pulls ahead to push u~ 🌱⚡️🌙✨🐥🦅

In Nct dream, your match is... Renjun! 

Renjun here has aries sun with scorpio moon~ Oh he’s a savage alright, rather he’s quite frank towards his members at times (mainly Haechan lol) however he can also be quite deep or generally sensitive at times. (Cue Renjun marking Haechan as his enemy jk loll) Indeed he is also really just a smol lil talented guy, singing with all his emotions becuz man do scorpio moons can get into feel with music at times. With you and renjun, first meeting was like a random wind up to you. It felt unexpected and at the same time felt totally called for, as if the universe said that you two would get along rlly well ^_^. After all, you two had picked up an immediate connection on similar interests, vibe, and just chilling with each other~

First, let’s deep dive into his scorpio moon. These natives generally feel emotions deeply and are capable of detecting emotions from others, due to their intuitive sense. Similarly, despite Renjun comprehending intense emotions maybe when he is down or sensitive, sometimes he doesn display these emotions publicly and we see his comedic angry expression/reaction a lot for fun and variety online. However, as both of you have a water sign in the moon placement, cancer and scorpio, you both can understand each others deep feelings and reactions personally due to a connective empathy you each share to each other. Thus, you two may be thoughtful or attentive to others needs and inner issues, talking it out more due to an ease at communicating as an inherent comprehension and absorption of mutual emotions strengthens trust in your bond.

Next up, he has mercury in pisces! This is the interesting aspect, as despite his honest ways his communication skills can be more soft and muddled into feeling the atmosphere of words and tones, whereas your capricorn mercury can straight up be direct and upfront that could cause a few waves and taken aback at times, like sometimes even if he knows you mean well, he could feel a little hurt or sensitive about it. However, with his water energy, Renjun is also understanding so after a few words exchanged of clarification he would understand you meant well. He appreciates your honest and sincere ways, as genuine feelings usually are the best feelings, especially with his intuitive sense he probably could sense a lie or deception occurring so he appreciates your raw and definite thoughts. You would appreciate his easygoing softness/nature, you two would have a light-hearted atmosphere around you whenever you two hang out, light hearted jokes and laughter :3, and Renjun would be fun to hang around as he is quite creative and mischievous so expect pranking to occur between yall at a frequent basis :>.  

Renjun’s venus is in piscess. Another interesting synastry to your capricorn venus, it has a similar working as the mercury aspects I explained in the paragraph above, Renjun’s display of affection and love is sweet and dreamy like a movie, while your capricorn venus is subtle and reservedly thoughtful and considerate. It’s a nice balance though, and even though it has some ups and downs with you being a little more quiet and shy on showing physical affection, eventually Renjun’s hugs and hand-holding will make you melt your timidness. Physical affection would probably be more personal, but eventually you are more confident in displaying the affection publicly maybe with other friends around but it may be only occasional. The well mellow balance is because of your preferred nature of affection and care to be more quiet and in a personal manner, can perfectly be matched with Renjun’s genuine sweet affection that lets you be more comfortable over your love language with each other~ Of course, every relationship will always have an issue or so, and with your less showy nature at times misunderstandings can occur, with Renjun feeling a little down if you may be less touchy or seem distant at times. “ Y/n do you still love me.. why don’t you let me hug you for a long time :(...~”

Lastly his mars is in taurus, and he is quite determined and consistent in his path, desires and approaches to his goals. He slowly improves for his skills and is more calm in deciding what he wants for himself. Another nice balance here is that his grounded taurus mars can help your pisces mars come to a conclusion or decision of your own individual needs and could guide you sorta. Your pisces mars can be a little unclear to itself of your motivations and future, so Renjun could help give advice or provide some direction to help find your individual goals and aspirations :3. While he also appreciates your pisces mars, (as it aspects his pisces venus and pisces mercury) he may feel aligned and in tune with your creativity and “selfless” actions. With the pisces energy similarly between you two, there will be visible trust and regarding others needs at times as more important. However, you both have a healthy dose of self appreciation and giving affection, so you both don’t drain each other out by only giving away love whilst not receiving enough for themselves. (Aw you guys are pretty soft together it makes me 🥺)

Overall, the self assured baby savage couplee, you guys teamed together would make for a killer roasting partner. Marshmallows would be burnt at the end of your savage remarks as a duo. You two love to reassure and give confidence to each other (whether by hyping each other up, or moral sypport etc) its quite obvious and everyone else is sorta envious lol. And baby energy for days u two~ Your vibes -> 🧸✨⚡️ 🦔 ❣️🌑💖🎵🤸🏻‍♂️💐

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Mystery Girl

*not my gif*

Word Count: 1881

Summary: You and Carol have a secret relationship and the team wants to know who you’re dating.

Warnings: Some kissing, I think that’s it. Mistakes??

Pairing: Carol Danvers x Reader

A/N: This was requested by @im-so-done-42 and I hope you love it as much as I do. I had loads of fun writing it, sorry for the wait by the way :))

You hummed to yourself as you flipped the pancake in the skillet. Your thoughts trailed back to last night and a happy grin etched itself onto your face. As soon as everyone had gone to bed your girlfriend Carol snuck into your bedroom and the two of you spent the night cuddled up under your fluffy comforter. The two of you have been dating for three months now but you both agreed on keeping the relationship a secret, at least until you were sure that it would be a long-term thing.

“(Y/N)? Hello, Earth to (Y/N)!” You snapped out of your haze and found Clint waving a hand in front of your face.

“Shit.” You cursed when you saw that you had completely zoned out and burnt your pancakes. Not to mention that practically the whole team had made their way down to the kitchen and were staring at you. “Oh hey guys,” you greeted sheepishly.

“You’re being extra spacey today.” Tony narrowed his eyes at you and you did your best not to squirm under his gaze.

“No I’m not, I’m always this spacey.” You prayed that Tony hadn’t noticed your voice’s higher pitch and did your best to remain stoic under his watchful eye.

“Hey, keep those pancakes comin’, (Y/LN). You’ve still got the rest of us to feed,” Sam hollered from the table. While you would normally be annoyed at his words, this time you cheered internally for the change in subject and turned to continue making pancakes.

“I’m on to you (Y/N), and don’t you forget it.” Tony’s words made your whole body tense up. You snuck a glance at Carol and you saw her swallow nervously once she met your eyes. The silent conversation between the two of you would have gone completely unnoticed if it weren’t for one highly trained assassin.

Breakfast went down as it normally did after the interrogation, Sam and Bucky bickering and fighting over food while Clint scarfed down both of their portions. The look of horror in both of their eyes never got old.

Round two of Tony’s scrutiny happened when you were minding your own business and reading a book. Ok, maybe you weren’t reading a book, but there was a book in front of you. Instead your mind had drifted off to Carol and how beautiful she was. How her smile lit up the whole room and how her eyes always showed so much emotion. You were in the middle of replaying the sound of Carol’s laugh throughout your head when all of a sudden Tony crawled out from under the couch with a cry of “aha!”

You screamed and nearly tumbled off of the couch at his appearance. You clutched your chest in fear and scolded him, “What the hell is wrong with you!”

He hopped to his feet and raced around the common room. He pointed to you and stated, “You, my dear, have a crush.”

“What? Pfft I don’t have a crush.” You did your best to play it off but he saw right through you.

He gave you an incredulous look and continued his skipping around the various couches. This time he sang out the words, “(Y/N) has a crush! (Y/N) has a crush!”

You felt yourself panicking when Tony kept chanting those words over and over again, not wanting any other nosy avengers to start pestering you alongside him. “Shh, shut up Tony!”

“Nuh uh! Not unless you tell me who.” He practically giggled in glee as he kept frolicking all about. You swear that you even saw him clap his hands together like a seal.

You heard the footsteps of a few other avengers drawing nearer. Not wanting to see who they were, you hid your face in a pillow and groaned at Tony’s antics.

“Hey guys! Did you know that (Y/N) has a crush,” he practically screamed those words to the group and you felt yourself blush furiously. ‘At least he doesn’t know the truth,’ you thought.

“Alright Tony, leave the poor girl alone.” You sighed in relief at Natasha’s words, she was always a mediator.

Tony grumbled out a “party pooper” and begrudgingly shuffled away. You pulled your face out of the pillow and met Natasha’s gaze. She gave you a small smile and a pat on your back before she too left the room.

You were peacefully watching a movie with the majority of the team when Tony struck again. He smiled innocently and took a seat on the couch next to you, but you knew his intentions were more than likely nefarious. He sat and watched the movie for a good twenty minutes before he made his move. “(Y/N) has a crush.” He covered his words up with a cough and an apologetic smile. You had heard him loud and clear and sent him a wicked glare. He fought a smirk and remained silent for another ten minutes before he repeated his words. A few others glanced at him this time, to which he responded with, “Sorry team, I’ve got a little bug in my throat.” He muttered under his breath, “A love bug.”

The night continued with Tony’s nonsense and you felt your resolve crumbling all throughout the movie. It only took two more times for you to finally snap. “God dammit Stark! I don’t have a crush, ok? I’m dating someone. Are you happy now?”

Everyone fell silent at your exclamation. You felt several pairs of eyes on you and tears of embarrassment welled up in your eyes. You threw yourself off of the couch and fled to your bedroom.

Back in the common room everyone sat in tense, uncomfortable silence. Carol wanted to race after you but she feared that it would look too suspicious. She shifted uncomfortably in her seat and tried to keep her face from showing her concern. Tony sighed and made to move off his couch, “I didn’t mean to hurt the poor kid. Let me go after her.”

“Oh no you don’t Stark, you’ve done enough.” Natasha sent Tony a glare that made him stay put.

Carol felt her heart break a little when she realized that no one else seemed interested in making sure you were ok. She faked a yawn and stretched her arms above her head. “Well I’m headed to bed. Goodnight.” Various chimes of “goodnight” followed Carol’s statement and she walked off towards her room. When she made it far enough she changed course and made a beeline for your room instead.

She knocked softly on the door to alert you to her presence and slowly pushed it ajar. You were sitting on your bed with tear-stained cheeks when Carol rushed forward to sweep you into her arms. She whispered words of comfort and you clung to her body, grateful for its warmth.

“I’m sorry that Tony was bugging you all day, baby. I would’ve blasted him if I could.”

You let out a watery chuckle at her words. “You always know what to say to make me feel better.” She smiled softly at your statement.

Carol reached over to you and tucked your hair behind your ear. She cupped your cheek with one hand and your body leaned into her on its own accord. “That’s because I hate seeing your smiley face upset.” She placed a light kiss on your temple and you tucked your head under her chin. You snuggled further into her body and the two of you drifted off to sleep.

When you woke you were met with the sight of Carol’s infectious grin. You grumbled out, “How are you so happy in the morning?”

“It’s because I woke up next to you.” She finished her statement with a boop to your nose and you blushed heavily.

You gave her a happy grin, “ Cheesehead.” You saw the mischievous glint that showed up in her eyes but you were too late.

Before you could process what was happening Carol had straddled your hips and was gazing down at you. “You wanna take that back, babe?”

You shook your head and all of a sudden she started tickling you all over. You squealed in surprise and tried to wriggle away but she had you trapped under her weight. “Wait-Carol I take it back. I take it back!” You could barely talk due to the giggles that erupted from your throat.

Carol finally took mercy on you and flopped to the other side of the bed. She grinned at you as you attempted to catch your breath and once you did you grinned back. “I think I love you.” You panicked, that was definitely not supposed to come out.

Carol blinked at you in response, she was stunned speechless. You immediately thought the worst and babbled out an apology, “Oh god, I said that too soon didn’t I? It’s fine, just pretend you didn’t hear me because I certai-“ Carol cut you off with a single finger to your lips and your eyes widened in response.

“(Y/N). I think I love you too.” She spoke quickly and quietly and if you hadn’t been listening intently you would have missed it altogether.

“That’s great! You know, because I said I think I love you and you just said you think you love me, it all works out.” You blushed when you caught yourself rambling again. “So, should we tell the others? They already know I’m dating someone.”

“Oh don’t worry about the others, babe.” The glint in her eyes had returned, “You just leave them to me.”

You were sitting at the kitchen island picking at your cereal when you heard someone sit next to you. “So who’s the mystery guy?”

Clint, of course it was Clint. You put on a look of confusion, “Excuse me?”

“You know, the guy you’re dating? You did admit to it last night.”

“Yeah (Y/N), who is this mystery guy? Do we know him?” Great, now Sam was pestering you too.

You simply shrugged at their questions and went back to eating your cereal. You ignored the curious expressions that were on you and instead stared at your blurry reflection in the spoon.

When Tony showed up in the kitchen you avoided his eyes completely. You could feel him staring at you and you kept going about your business, just as you had done before.

You felt a tap on your shoulder and turned in the direction of it. When you saw that it was Carol you smiled, “Oh hey Carol, what’s u-“ Before you could finish talking she smashed her lips into yours. Your eyes fluttered closed at the feeling of her heated kiss and you melted right into it.

Carol pulled away with a loud pop and she smirked at the other occupants in the room. You could only let out a quiet, “Oh wow,” before the room boomed with multiple voices at the same time.

“What?!” That one was Sam.

“Girl, mystery girl.” There was Clint’s voice.

“I didn’t see that coming.” Pietro and Wanda at the same time, that was pretty cool to hear.

Tony didn’t even say anything, just gaped in shock.

Last but not least, Natasha’s voice echoed around the room, “I knew it.”

A/N: My laptop still hates me so please forgive anything that looks weird or any mistakes, I will fix them eventually. I hope you liked the fic!! Let me know if you did and also feel free to check out my other stuff. Oh and send in some requests, I’ll write almost anything. Thanks, Viv :)

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badass | peter parker imagine

fem reader X peter parker

Requested: Summary: “who knew you were such a bad ass?”: peter always thought he was lucky to have you, so when he found out flash was texting you little messages throughout the day he was more than discouraged at the idea that maybe he was never lucky in the first place. after a long fight he walks out and forgets his phone at your place (the avengers hq cuz ut rony stark’s daughter). at school you go to return it to him, but flash shows up and shit goes down. 

iamaquackson: “Can you do a peter x reader (Tony's adopted kid) where peter left his phone at the avengers place and the reader brings it back to him at school and flash starts flirting with the reader and it ends up with peter standing up to flash but then flash says something like inappropriate about the reader and the reader punches him in the face. (Peter and the reader are dating through out)”

Warnings: swearing; lil kinky (just like some mentions of sexual contnet but not FULL ON smut at all)

Word Count: 2.1k+

a/n: i hope you don’t mind that i changed it up a little bit because i couldn’t add in all the details you asked me to in one imagine but i hope you enjoy cuz i hate the way i wrote this! also school just started so i don’t think i’ll be writing as often, but still feel free to send me more requests :)

You watched the muscles in Peter’s back and arms work furiously as he slammed his fists into the punching bag. His sweat pants hung dangerously low on his hips,  his exposed v making you weak at the knees. You knew you were supposed to be working out with him but damn, Peter looked too good for you to focus on anything else. 

“Take a picture it’ll last longer,” Peters low voice snapped you out of your thoughts and you regained focus on his still figure. 

You were so distracted by the dirty thoughts filling your head you hadn’t noticed he had stopped working out and was facing towards you. You scoffed, “I wasn’t staring.” 

“Really?” He crossed his arms, showing off his toned biceps, “I think there’s some drool there on your chin.” He ran his hand through his sweaty curls, watching you lick your lips 

You rolled your eyes, “Please, I was just watching you to learn.”

“You know you’re supposed to be doing something, training,” Peter grabbed a towel from the rack and wiped his hands, “You said you would train with me.”

“I am training,” You said sarcastically while pointing to your head, “My mind.” He laughed at your remark. 

Peter took a couple steps toward you, giving you sly smirk you wanted to rip off his smug face, “Admit it baby,” He moved his hands away from his chest to give you a better view of his toned chest before throwing his towel towards you, “I’m irresistible to you.”

You scoffed and threw the towel back at him, hitting him in the face, “You wish!” 

You and Peter had first met in Midtown High but you didn’t know each other very well. Normally you would only share a few glances in the hallway and polite smiles when you had happened to sit next to each other in a class. But once you two had met at the Avengers HQ, you instantly clicked. You slowly got to get know each other, instantly creating inside jokes and making fun each other's quirks. The other people at HQ thought you would date, and well they were right. 

Peter held out his hand and forced you to stand up, “Admit it, you’re smitten.” He places his hands on your hips and rubs small circles on to your skin, making you melt into his embrace.

You couldn’t help but smile, you loved this boy with all your heart and he knew it, “Make me.”

At this point, Peter’s chest was flush against yours, provoking you to run your hands over his sculpted torso. He smiled and put his finger underneath your chin, making you to look up into his lustful brown gaze. The looks he gave you alone could turn you on, and right now they did. 

You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him close so your foreheads were touching, “Make. Me.” You repeated softly while giving him big doe eyes. You could’ve sworn he growled before slamming his chapped lips on to your soft ones, his grip on your hips much tighter than before. The kiss was anything but innocent: a few moans escaped from the eahc of you and your hands tugged on each other's garments, clearly hungry for more. But before you could even attempt to go any further, the sound of the door opening stopped you,

“What the hell Parker that’s my daughter!” You heard a familiar voice yell from across the room. Your eyes widened before pushing Peter away from you and turning to see your very angry father, Tony Stark, glaring at you from the doorway.

“Oops” Peter said nonchalantly, glancing at you while giving you a sly smile.

“Peter,” Tony said in a threatening tone causing Peter to throw his hands up in surrender. Tony sighs and looks back at your disheveled state, “God this isn’t a fucking porn studio.”

You giggle, “Sorry, dad.” 

You didn’t think you were ever going to get used to calling Tony your dad. He had adopted you a few months ago, shortly after you had joined the Avengers. Before hand you had lived on the streets, surviving only on the small paycheck you got from your job and stuff passer-byers had given you out of pity. You had to learn everything your own: boys (and how to not give a shit about them 99.9% of the time), periods, and school. Second to Peter, you were considered a genius at Midtown. Your know-how is what got you here. What got you the research grant to meet Tony and help the Avengers team, what got you a family, and, more importantly, what got you Peter. 

“Ugh,” He said with disgust in his voice, clearly uncomfortable with the awkward situation, “Peter I came in to tell you that May is probably  expecting you so you should head out.”

He nodded in response, “Yeah, um okay.” He began to gather his things and stuff them in his gym bag.

“Oh and Peter,” Peter turned to face Tony. He had that unamused expression on his face that he always put on when he was cracking a wise one, “At least try to keep it in your pants while you’re here.”

He laughed, “Will do Mr. Stark.” Tony finally left the room, leaving the two of you alone.

Your phone buzzed in your pocket and you quickly pulled it out to see who it was:

flash (Ew): hey beautiful, can u send me notes? thnx :)

flash (Ew): i’m still waiting, btw u looked really good today

flash (Ew): are you ignoring me? i think you want us to fail this project :(

You groaned, Flash was always flirting with you.

“What’s wrong babe?”

You looked up from your phone to see a concerned Peter, no longer shirtless and his backpack slung over one shoulder and his gym bag from his other, “Nothing, it’s just...Flash is texting me” 

Peter tensed up and flared his nostrils, pulling his backup closer to his shoulder defensively. He hated when you brought up Flash. Flash’s behavior towards you had always been particularly...uncomfortable topic between the two of you, “Don’t worry he’s just asking me for notes...” You flipped the screen so Peter could see, his eyes squinting as he scanned over the small characters.

He frowned, “I thought you deleted his number.” His tone was harsh and cold, much different than the one he had used with you just moments before. 

“Well I can’t we have a project together...” Peter wasn’t looking at you anymore, it was as if he was looking through you, “Is something wrong?” You asked, searching for something in his eyes.

You crossed your arms over your chest as he served you with an annoyed look. As if I’m supposed to know what he’s mad about, “Yeah, my girlfriend is flirting with another guy and calling it ‘nothing.’”

You raised your eyebrows at him, “Excuse me?” 

You were confused. Where did he get the idea that you were flirting with Flash? Never in a million years would you have feelings for another man beside Peter, let alone have feelings for Flash.

He scoffed, “Don’t act like you’re not leading him on!”

“Peter...you’re JOKING. There’s nothing going on betwe-” 

“Save it.” Peter quickly turned away from you before you could say anymore. You called after him but he was already out of the room by the time you spoke. You groaned and threw your head back in frustration. What the fuck just happened? Before you could even process the situation, you heard a buzzing from across the room. You slowly walked towards the machines lined up across the wall and looked into one of the cup holders, the source of the buzzing. It was Peter’s phone. You could tell by the hundreds of spam messages from Ned.

Oh man.

Your heart beated rapidly in your chest as you stared at Peter from your place at your locker. You were beyond nervous. What if he wasn’t going to forgive you? What if he told everyone you had cheated on him? Worse, what if he broke up with you? You couldn’t handle a break up right now, and you didn’t want to not be with him. You loved Peter. You weren’t willing to throw it all away over some meaningless text messages. A kid next to you slammed the locker next to you causing you to finally examine your surroundings. The halls were barely filled with people anymore and Peter was finally alone.

This was your chance.

You slowly walked up to him. His head was in his textbook, furiously reading something about Chemistry that he probably already knew. You geniunely thought he knew more about Chemistry than the teacher,

“Hey Peter,” You said softly, hoping not to startle him.

His lifted his head to look at you, closing the textbook slowly before placing it back in his locker, “Y/N.” He said blandly.

“Um,” You licked your lips nervously while pulling his phone out of your pocket. Peter continued to look at you with a blank stare, almost as if he was afraid to show any emotion, “You forgot this yesterday..” 

He grabbed his phone from your hand and your fingers intertwined slightly. Something in Peter’s eyes changed, but he pulled his hand away and turned back towards his locker before you could investigate the familiar brown orbs.

“Thanks,” He mumbled quietly, looking at anything else but your face.

You sighed. You just wanted him to look at you so you could apologize and explain yourself to him. You wanted him to kiss you, hold you. You just wanted him to notice you, “Peter I-...I’m sorry okay? I should’ve made it much clearer to Flash and I’ll tell him-”

“Tell me what?” 

You jumped at the random voice and quickly turned to see Flash standing behind you. You groaned and Peter let out a small growl, a scowl clearly present on his face, 

“Flash can you just go away right now I’m in the middle of something?” You said hastily. His presence was not in your favor right now.

He chuckled, “Relax baby, I just came over to invite you to fro-you with a couple of guys.” He had his hair slicked back with far too much gel and wore an ugly green flannel over his ill-fitting white tee, jeans barely hanging on to his hips as he enjoyed to wear them really low. 

“Don’t call her that,” Peter said, using the same tone he used with you yesterday. You were startled by his voice, considering he hadn’t talked to you for most of the day.

Flash raised his eyebrows, “Hey Peter I’m just being friendly. You seem to have trouble controlling your woman.”

“Um what?!?” You interjected. You looked over at Peter, who frankly looked just as appalled as you were. 

“So I just decided to take advantage of that” He continued nonchalantly, Peter fuming in the corner of your eye, “I mean you should see how she responds to my texts, she’s so easy. Man does she beg for it-”

SMACK. 

That was the sound of Flash falling to the linoleum floors soon after your fist made contact with his face.

“Holy shit!” Peter exclaimed. Adrenaline pumped through your veins while pain pumped through your right hand. Flash looked up at you, wiping away the blood from his eye.

“You just HIT ME!” Flash yelled, causing a few people to look over and crowd around you, curious about the origin of Flash’s disheveled state.

“Yeah you fucking deserved it,” You said smiling, causing Flash to give you a look. 

You turned towards Peter. He was looking at you with such pure admiration in his eyes, “And I’m not easy.” Peter watched you as you rushed away from the two of them, leaving as soon as the words left your mouth. Doing your best to ignore the small comments and whisperes from the swarming people around you, you rushed towards the courtyard in front of the school. You shook your hand to help ease the pain while you tried to clam yourself down. You couldn’t believe you just punched a guy! Yesterday you wouldn’t have imagined you’d even hurt a fly, let alone send a guy falling to the floor, 

“Who knew you were such a badass?”

You turned around and faced Peter, “I guess that training paid off huh?”

“Peter please I’ve always been a badass,” You laughed, causing Peter to smile. Finally.

You stared at each other in silence for a couple of moments, taking in his presence for as long as you could, “Peter are you still mad at me?”

He sighed, going back to his unresponsive persona, “No Y/N.”

“Because I would never have feelings for another guy okay?” You fumbled over your words. You considered yourself a pretty confident person, but when you were around Peter he always found a way to make you flustered, “I love you.”

His smile grew as the words left your mouth. You had said “I love you” to each other before, but Peter had butterflies everytime you said those three magic words. He loved you that much, “Like I really love you Peter. Like I could see myself marrying you some day,” Peter’s eyes widened. You put your heads in your hands in embarrassment. Way to go Y/N you’re scaring him off, “You never fail to make me feel swept off my feet i-it’s...always the honeymoon phase with you.”

Peter moved so he was only a few inches in front of you, but you couldn’t see due to your hands, “I will always be madly in love with you Peter Parker.”

He tugged your hands away from your eyes so you could finally look into his own, “I love you too, okay? I always will.” He assured you, giving you his kindest and warmest smile.

You blushed and avoided his loving stare, taking a couple moments before looking back at him, “Kiss and make up?”

He smirked and brought you back to the position he held you in yesterday, flush to his chest and putty in his arms,

“Kiss and make up.”