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dilxcc · 2 years ago

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:: meeting you. diluc ragnvindr

contains. fem!reader, fluff and then angst, kinda slowburn, character death.

summary. meeting you had been the greatest gift the universe had given. but meeting you also had been his greatest misery. and as the saying goes, right person, wrong timing . . .

requested. none.

notes. i just had to write more angst to be honest. you cant stop me. im in my angst era 🤭 (this was actually supposed to be a break up fic but i hate hurting my fav characters)

it had to be a dream. all of this had to be a dream. it was too good to be real. how can someone, a human being, looks so angelic in his eyes?

how can you, a normal girl, lightened up his world in mere seconds. the darkness that veiled his every day routine slowly disperse when you walk into his life. you changed everything for him.

“master diluc,” you greeted him with a warm smile. something about it tugs at his heart strings. “yes?” he answered, voice coming out in a gentler tone than he ever had given to any other people. “is there anything that troubles you?” he asked again, his smile matching yours as second goes by.

you fidget on your feet nervously. “well, you see... i want to ask you out. today,” you said shyly, eyes not meeting him but looking at the suddenly intriguing patch of dirt that you’re standing on.

your straightforwardness stunned him. his eyes widened as his blood rushed to his face slowly but surely. “i see...”

his dry response made your heart dropped to the bottom pit of your stomach. “i-it’s fine if you-” before you could finish your sentence, his hand lays atop yours, stopping you mid sentence. “i would love to,” your eyes met his and you smiled so wide that your cheeks hurt.

“is miss y/n not home today?” diluc asked donna who happened to be your neighbor. “oh, master diluc!” she jumped lightly in surprise. “she looked unwell today. i figure that she went to the clinic,” donna said. the red-haired male slouched a little, feeling disappointed that he couldn’t see you and the fact that you weren’t feeling well.

“thank you for telling me,” he gave her a kind smile in return. donna sighed to herself. “poor miss y/n... she is always sick...” the girl muttered to herself. but it did not go unnoticed by diluc. the newly added information makes his heart to grow heavier.

perhaps he should pay you a visit the next day.

the next day, diluc find himself standing in front of your house at dawn. the sun has peeked little by little at the roof of every building.

his fist were wrapped in a ball, holding it up mere inches by your door and has yet to knock it. something was holding him back. but he wasn’t sure what it was.

before he could find the courage to knock at your door, the universe finally helped him by having you to open the door instead. “oh, master diluc,” you gasped lightly, a wobbly smile present on your face.

“miss y/n,”

he seems to be out of breath everytime he looks at you. it was as if your beauty had captured him for the first time again. “whatever business do you have with me this early in the morning?” you asked.

he offers a small smile. “i heard that you were unwell yesterday,” he started. your smile faltered. “ah... yes. that is true... i haven’t been feeling well lately. so i apologize that we haven’t been able to meet up for the past few days,”

diluc only shook his head. “no, that was not the reason why i’m here,” he pulled out a bouquet of flowers from behind his back. “i wanted to give you these. maybe it would look good by your window for you stare whenever you’re in bed, resting,”

“oh, you shouldn’t have-”

“but i wanted to,” he smiled. he pushed the bouquet on your hands lightly and you took it. “i hope you feel better soon. i want to take you out again,”

your face flushed a little even though your heart gave you a sharp pained tug. how are you ever going to tell him about your sickness?

“master diluc!” you squealed and chuckled when he hugged you from behind. “and here i thought that we had went pass beyond that point,” he chuckled.

“it’s... a little bit foreign for me to do so,” you replied bashfully. “but y/n, my dear... you’ve convinced me to call you by your name. it is only fair you return me the favor,” diluc said, nuzzling into your neck. “we are lovers now. it would be more foreign for you to address to me as master in our relationship,” he chuckled.

“then maybe i should call you by something else,” you smiled, putting your hands on top of his that were wrapped snuggly around your waist. “what do you have in mind?” he asked, his chin now resting on your shoulder while he tilted his head ever so slightly to look at your face.

“how about... strawberry man?” you asked, trying to mantain your serious expression before bursting out laughing. his light chuckle tickled your ear before you looked at him straight in the eyes. “i was only jesting, my love,”

he smiled happily.

today had been an amazing day. the only depressing thing was is that you didn’t get to enjoy it. diluc had asked you to moved in with him just a couple months after you guys officially became a lover.

now, you are laying in his- no, your shared bed, feeling deeply weakened by your illness. you had heard from adelinde that she called diluc to come home as soon as he could as you suddenly fell sick.

a knock at the door grabbed your attention from all the swirling thoughts swimming inside your head. the door opened slightly, a certain red head peeked in. “my love?” he slowly made his way and sat by the bedside. he immediately held your hand in both of his. “are you feeling okay?” he asked, eyes full of concern.

“i am fine now that you are here,” you said softly, hand squeezing his. his brows knitted, clearly not believing a word you say. “but my dear, you have fallen sick frequently these days,” he insisted. “are you sure that you really won’t be needing a doctor?” he asked softly now.

to outsider, they may have seen their master diluc to be cold and aloof. but whenever it was just the two of you, his walls shattered and was placed by his overwhelmingly tenderness, care and love. maybe if anyone were to witness the current scene, they would have thought that diluc carries no weight in caring about you.

his expression, it carries great worry for you. “and i am telling you that i’m fine. i just get sick easily ever since i was an infant,” you chuckled. “you’ve never told me what kind of illness you have,” diluc suddenly said. “i am not a fool, my dear,”

“i never take you as a fool, my love,” you started to sit up. “what you have is definitely not fever. your body temperature has always been normal,” he continued. “and you’ve been getting thinner and weaker too...” his eyes met yours. you were taken aback by his glossy eyes that were now misty with tears. you used your free hand to caress his cheek, wiping away his unshed tears. “it is nothing... i assure you,”

it was not nothing. you don’t know how much longer you will be hanging by the thread of life. one thing you were sure of is that it won’t be too long.

whether it be days, weeks, months or years, you don’t know anymore. everything had been a blur to you these days. the life in you were slowly fading away in nothingness. and diluc, your lover had finally noticed. you wouldn’t want him to be dreading for the moment you would finally leave him.

you wouldn’t want to burden his heart with worry anymore. only you should carry this heavy burden of dreading the time you would be gone.

“why, master diluc, but you seem very happy today,” the cavalry captain asked, alcohol in hand. “that is none of your business,” diluc replied while wiping dry the glasses. “why, of course! he is going to propose to your future sister-in-law!” the bard suddenly stepped in, face already flushed red after his hundredth drink. “oh?” kaeya inquired in interest. diluc’s lack of response only confirmed his suspicion.

“so my dear brother is finally getting married,” kaeya sighed happily. “mind your own business, captain,” diluc said blankly, continuing to wipe the glasses.

his thoughts were quickly filled with multiple scenarios of what your reaction would be. would you be happy? surprise? or maybe sad? he doesn’t know. but everything just makes his nerves flaring to the top notch.

diluc walked back home in a hasty pace, his heart beating fast because of the excitement he would be sharing with you soon. perhaps, this wouls even make you feel a whole lot better. diluc chuckled to himself at the thought.

soon, his footsteps slowed down as the dawn winery came into view. he suddenly stopped walking, hesitating the idea of actually proposing to you. maybe this was a bad idea? maybe he shouldn’t make haste to marry you so fast. but the two of you have known each other for years. maybe it’s not too fast, after all?

“master diluc!” adelinde called out, running from towards diluc. her forehead were glistened in sweat. “adelinde, what is it that’s so important you must get me all this way out,” diluc asked, a horrible feeling settling in his stomach. “miss y/n...” she said, her voice trembling as to hold her tears in.

he quickly broke into a sprint, making his way through the winery and finally, your shared bedroom. his hand rest on the doorknob, not wanting to face the reality that he’s been ignoring. slowly, he twist it open, taking his footsteps hesitantly as he sees a doctor gathering his tools.

“master diluc...” he started, his eyes casting downward before he shook his head. diluc couldn’t believe what the doctor was implying. surely he was wrong. perhaps this was a cruel that you’re pulling on him.

he sat down on the bedside, sliding his hand into yours and squeezing it slightly. he was hoping that you would reciprocate the gesture. but you didn’t. your hand was already cold.

“my love... i am home now. please, open your eyes for me, dear,” he shuddered a breath. diluc continued to squeeze your hand, hoping that you were just asleep and have not wake up. but still, you remain unmoving, eyes close, face looking pale and your skin grew colder.

he breath in shakily, closing his eyes tightly before reaching into his pocket for the ring that he was to propose you to. he slides the ring on your finger, a tear falling down his cheek. “it fits you perfectly. like a glove. like the way you fit my heart perfectly,”

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mekatrio · 1 year ago

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the only reason im this unwell abt zelda is because of a poorly planned trip to austria that i went on with my sister where i had noooo phone data no books or entertainment except my 3ds and the wretched game that was oot3d to keep me busy. otherwise i wouldve never finished oot which then led me to playing mm which led me to being the person who i am today. bc i had tried to play oot but it was so boring.... it was only being stuck w nothing but oot that got me to finish it.. for better or worse

^pics of random road in the middle of nowhere that we had to walk through with our bags bc we got off the wrong stop......

#this also meant i had to play the child section of the game with no guide bc i had no internet which was rather hellish #but well i persevered. yipee!#looking thru old pics and feeling sad...... despite the many many many many horrors a part of me miss living in europe </3 #but yeah if it wasnt for this trip id have been a normal person whod have just played b*tw and then t*tk instead of being like.... This

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evanescentdawn · 1 year ago

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1. Share a song that makes you think of "me and you" 🥺 and also 3. Heh

hi, haku <3 thanks for sending this in ^^ I went ham as usual

also would u look at this. i actually Finished answering this and did not leave it to rot in my drafts for many months ahem which I think deserves a golden sticker. a great yuki feat for nov 2023

1. Share a song that makes you think of “me n you”

UHH…. honestly don’t remember what song I was listening to when writing that fic but def was in my touken playlist. but mmmmh. “spring thief” + “thought crime” by yorushika because the vibes are FITTING. I do not think by lyrics fjfjjfjfjf

3. What’s your favorite fic that you’ve written?

currently it’s my v beloved, hands under the scorch of the sun (we loved once) (once that is not now) (anymore)

every time i go thro my ao3, which has been a lot lately honestly lol I go so unwell when I see it. ITS THE !!!!! FIC !!!!! I love it so much it’s SO fun it’s so great it’s thee best. I was on a roll when I was writing it

AND OH THE TITLE. OH THE TITKE it’s so great. great as in im So ASHHSHDJDJDAHHHHHH oh my god. I was so Real for it. as my past me wrote “*explodes* —> me” in the end author notes, so v true and noted.

I love v dearly and it’s current fav because of HOW I WROTE IT. the unsaidnsss the tension it goes SO hard it’s unreal. it’s weird in a way too because it’s???? not at all typical way I write???? like WHAT is “casts a look” I never use those kind of phrases or write ways I did in this which is why it makes it so fun and so weird. also PUTHOR/SKALES !!!!!!!! this two make me so unreal for real. ever time I see this fic my longing to finish is another puthor/Skales is so v great. MY BELOVED SNAKES !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

also HEH I’ve been actually been thinking about this fic today. well, technically it was kinda yesterday since it’s 3am rn. don’t ask why I am awake. ANYWAYS, some thoughts I had. like I read this post on “narration distance” and it got me Thinking about it (by that came to learn some v interesting Very Cool stuff about this draft I made yesterday? about Ichigo & Rukia lol) and was looking at my other work and i came to this one again and the start of it:

“pythor casts a look at skales. “what are you doing here?” >>

it immediately starts with a zoom-in, no easing into the character or the scene. fanfiction being a exploration of characters you already know makes this fun sandbox where you can start fics zoomed-in and it won’t be jarring in some ways because the readers assumingky ALREADY know this (assumingky as I’ve Read fics for fandom I know jack shit) anyways. I kinda forgot what sort of thoughts I had then, but. anyways.

I love it drops right into the action of things, no set up for the setting or what not. also I love how it starts hard with “Pythor” the little distance between the narration and “Pythor” right from the beginning puts a focus on Pythor. its an immediate invitation to this pythor’s world. also the way that skales is also referred to as their name in pythor’s pov, instead of a pronoun — putting focus on puthor&skales relationship and creating this smaller distance between the reader and these characters. it’s would be different to read “Pythor casts a look at them” as it makes Skales unknown and puts a distance between the narration and the “them” who is unknown. But instead, it was “Pythor casts a look at Skales” >> it gives importance to Skales as a character in this moment and significant to Pythor itself

and then looking at the entire sentence, at the middle bit that connects Pythor and Skales, “casts a look”. the verb “casts” is very fun sounding and especially the way it’s “k” and “s” sounds give it intensity and the way it it’s a deliberate action that is stressed with the word “cast” is written phonetically. it gives the following “a look” phrase a intensity.

also interesting how “casts” immediately follows “Pythor” putting Pythor…. andddd stoping myself here because my head is hurting. trying to articulate yourself is blergh. anyways V COOL START I LOVE IT V MUCH

also my fav ever part in this fic that makes me *scream*

��i’m here for a proposal.”

skales slithers closer, and skales’ hand is not touching pythor’s but — it’s a close thing.

“for a marriage union.” skales says. eyes firm and not breaking away from pythor’s, saying everything that skales’ mouth isn’t.

something that pythor doesn’t want to translate.

like WHAT IF I EXPLODED. god god god the “skales slithers closer, and skales’ hand is not touching pythor’s but — it’s a close thing.” is my favourite thing EVER

the repetition of “skales” putting emphasis on Skales themselves and everything they are doing. also I LOVE “slithers closer” slithers has this snakey-sneaky feeling to it also the alteration of “Skales slithers” has a nice ring it to. also AHHHH the “closer” it gives it like a tension of some kind. but it doesn’t stop there it goes AND SKALES’ HAND IS NOT TOYCHKNG PYTHOR’S what if I exploded fr. I love the focus on “Skales’ hand” and the way it’s not touching pythor’s. Like the fact it’s not pythor’s is significant!!!!!!!!!!!! it’s about the HANDS, and the NEGATIVE SPACE BETWEEN SKALES AND PYTHORS HANDS and the way the me continues this with the “but” and the dramatic pause of the emdash and says ITS A CLOSE THING

screaming. screeching. OH this is so good. OH this is so brilliant. I love it to death

also HELLOOOO “saying everything that skales’ mouth isn’t.” GAHHH AHHH AHHHHHHHH and that ENDING OF

“something that pythor doesn’t want to translate.”

the way!!!!!! nothing is like said!!!! the way the something that Pythor doesn’t want to translate is never said what it is!!!!!!!! but Pythor does know what it is but it DOESNT want to translate it. the way the whole passage has “Skales’ mouth” “Skales hand” “eyes firm” like as if ever part of Skales is saying something. it’s SO NNNNNGHHH good like give it to me

also the way a… lot of things of these things were accidentally LOL as I was trying to djdjdj write without using pronouns which is a challenge but also creates this super fun effect that im so loving. its so cool. this fic is so cool. I love it v dearly. PYTHOR/SKALES !!!!!!!!!!! OF MY HEART HEHHEHEHHE

also hello the way Skales is so active in this part. the way they slither closer, the way THEIR hand is close to pythor’s and the way THEIR eyes are firm and not moving away from pythor’s. the way !!! Skales only talks !!!! both verbally and a lot thro their body language as well. meanwhile Pythor is just There and while its their pov, it looks like Skales has taken the spotlight. and it finishs with “something that pythor doesn’t want to translate.” LIKE PYTHOR !!!! KNOWS WHAT SKALES IS TRYING TO SAY AND KNOWS SKAES BUT IT DOESNT WANT TO TRANSLATE IT !!!!! IT WANTS TO REJECT IT !!!!!!

also the way the ending just drops off! it doesn’t say what pythor’s responding answer is! it leave u hanging SCREAMING on this heightened tension screams OH its So good so v in love with it heh

def my fav piece right now <3 <3 <3 the Pythor/Skales is so Strong sighs longingly I wish to write more for them but working on the two ideas I have right now is to much work urgh and trying to make more ideas provides to be Hard cuz brain empty only Pythor/skales no idea NDJJDKDJDJD <3 so Helpful lol

ANYWAYS SO THERE IS!!!!! MY PYTHOR/SKALES!!!!!!! FIC !!!!!!!!

im so normal btw abt the title. refraining myself so bad into going into it because i do have not the spoons for that rn JDJKDKDKDKD

#answered asks #hakucho-art 🥰🥰♥️♥️#<3 <3 <3 #pythor/skales HEH #fic: hands under the scorch of the sun #WE LOVED ONCE #ONCE THAT IS NOT NOW #ANYMORE #sobs & screaming gOD #also lol have the touken song playing rn in the bg. in some touken mood right now I miss them 🥺#ALSO HELP??? WHEN IT GET TO 5:00 #I SWEAR IT WAS 3 SOMETHUJG WTF SINCE I WAS WRITING THIS #r u saying it could at least 1 hr and something wtf #it Did not feel like that????????

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strawbhat · 2 months ago

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25-10-14

HAIIII!!!. so i did not write on my phone i was too sleepy

OKAY RECAP!!!

wednesday i went to london!!! i finally got to meet imi and it was so fun :0 i felt so boring because i didnt really say much but i srsly had the time of my life i was just TIRREDDDD!!! we got korean food and it was SOOO yummy. i wanted to take pics but i only rmbrd after i took a big ass bite omg i was so mad. imi is so fun 2 hang out with !! i hope we get to see eachother again eek. maybe i will beg. but after that we went to ARTMS CONCERT AHHHH!!! the room was small asf so we were very close! i was sad we weren't in the same section but i had sooo much fun regardless. wasn't a choerry girl before it but my god she is so gorgeous in real life and her crowd interaction was so fun!!! they are all so gorgeous i felt insane. religious experience. for the encore they played hi high and i went insane and SCREAAAAMED it. it was so much fun!!! everyone there was dressed sooo cute too i felt so silly i was dressed very mormon OOPS!

when i got 2 emmas we had a very quiet catch up while her roommates snoozed and then i proceeded to sleep on an airbed on her bedroom floor in the same room as her boyfriend who was already asleep who i have never met before or even spoken a single word to. and he left before i woke up. very strange!

on thursday emma had to hang out w her mumn who OH MY GOD I FORGOT TO ALREADY SAY THIS! basicallt her mum hates me but was on the same carriage as me on the train and it was awks. but yeah she went to go do that so i had a relaxing morning ordered kfc at 11am and got my train. my connecting train got cancelled so i was delayed like 2 hours? super annoying! but i finally finished my book which i have in my bag for emergencies like that YIPPEE!! i will post my thoughts later mayhaps!. and then i got home showered ate pasta SNOOZED!!!!

FINALLYYYY omfg we are on today. i had college from 9am i slept through all my alarms got ready in 10 minutes . we had a trip! it was boring but i got to see a pal so i had fun regardless : D i felt so unwell the whole timethough , my body started shaking and i got visual migraine so tomorrow im anticipating pure pain. whatever!

this post makes zero sense probably. im very tired! im getting sick! i might throw up soon! yippee!!

lov u all :p

Song of the day....

Girl With One Eye by Florence + The Machine. i could write an essay on this song. so masterfully crafted. amazing

#strawbblogging

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mybiasisexo · 4 months ago

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I DID finish The Frog!! I was thoroughly entertained. It’s been a sec since a show held my attention so strongly. The cinematography was beautiful. The story telling was well constructed. And the performances *chefs kiss*

Is 10/10 too bold? 🫣

We can talk about every Chanyeol scene as many times as you want. The only thing that stopped me from rewatching his episode for a second time within 24 hours was that I couldn’t fit it into my day lol

I’m so ready to be blessed with gif sets of his scenes so I can stare at them for a concerning amount of time 🥴

#he makes me sick in the head #she’s unwell #and loving it 😭

~👯‍♀️

omg yes! the show was so beautiful!!! the acting was amazing the plot was engaging! im so glad chanyeol was a part of it!!! I0/10 is bold but i understanding it completely!!! its so good i want to get my non kpop loving cousin to watch it with meeeee. she prob wont tho 😔

bro same. actually!!!! im prob gonna rewatch his ep today bc i loved it so much!!! so soso proud of him 💕

dude!!!! i NEED to spam the frog on here but im waiting a bit bc spoilers haha. plus are ppl even giffing it on here??? 😭

i am also those tags 🤒 chanyeol pls spare us 🙏

#ask #anon

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lambentplume · 1 year ago

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ltb 01

basically someone suggested that i keep a log of stuff bc im gonna stop remembering . and ive been brain bad severe style for a week straight so i have to get this shit down. so if u somehow started reading randomly. then these posts all will have wildfire tws because i can't fucking help it it's all i can think about. i don't wanna flood the real tag bc no readmores + the tw is contextual i guess.

no promises but im trying to keep this one to Ws because i'm feeling like. Unwell Unwell so i gotta fucking . preserve small bits of joy.

one thing that's been cool in irl-facing spaces is that many folks with past experience are joining as respectful allies and offering general advice that is rooted in their experience, only when prompted for that genre of advice. i'm thinking through like, securing my family's continued well being (they're okay Today but what if the situations switch up and they gotta go again yknow) and folks who have had similar fears and are 5 or 10 years out are like . giving me really helpful advice. someone from aforementioned group said that the recovery process is going to take years and that includes all the paperwork shit. and it was like. real bc everyone says "we will never forget" which is TRU but like to be LIVING IT is so so different . it also prompted me to seek help which is why im trying to tap into like...... relief from therapists , been messaging all my friends begging them to just randomly message me to make sure i've eaten bc the answer .... is usually no. im gonna finish these emails and then im gonna like force myself to turn my brain off

im trying to preserve myself for the long haul but im ngl everything reminds me of home im so lahainabrained it's like. the only form of reference i can use but i literally am not realizing how it looks in my head is COMPLETELY different. from what it's like irl rn

i'm ngl i'm really exhausted bc all i can do is help from a distance, but now that there are things that require my brain to work

ok explanation for LTB abbreviation: it's just kind of stupid the maui brewing company does a Lahaina Town Brown Ale and i think it's good. also obviously...............

#people are asking me to write things down and im NOT trying 2 trigger ppl and im NOT putting everything on tumblr but . readmores #LTB.txt #<- the “in case im on tumblr and i need to write a journal type thing” tag #also sorry for vents on main im trying to figure out who i can talk to not on broader social media. discord and text oomfies hmu

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1way2mars · 2 years ago

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just recently i noticed how one of my new friendships is way too much for me right now. i think we're moving way too quickly and i don't like that. i don't want that.

im not used to seeing my friends so much, once every two weeks at min. but him being in my same university, we see each other at least twice every week. and by seeing each other i mean we spend most of our lunch hours together (and one of them is a lot of hours), he waits for my class to finish so we can go back home together. we also text. a lot. and most of the times he wants to meet during weekends. and im realising that everything is just way. too. much.

im not used to this. and it's slowly beginning to suffocate me. i feel my whole routine has changed. part of me doesn't even identify myself. and at first i was happy i was getting closer to him and i have a new friend, but after a couple of days thinking about it, it's affecting me negatively too. because although i'm doing things i've always wanted, like spending my free hours at uni with friends and meeting regularly with a group of friends; i'm starting to force myself to do some things i'm not used to and it's consuming way too much of my energy.

a close friend told me today “don't force yourself too much for others okay?” after i told him that this guy im talking about and another friend planned to go to an anime convention, but the last thing i wanted to do today was leaving my bed. and i wish i could listen to him because he told me that after i told him i felt horrible if i cancelled plans with them after i already didn't go to another meeting we had. and because of this i've spent the whole day feeling awful, with anxiety, extremely overstimulated by not only being in a place with so many different stimuli, but also because i was both mentally and physically exhausted so i was mostly dissociated because all of the things i mentioned.

and the thing is that i think i made him feel bad because a comment i said during the morning. and i feel i made the whole day awkward. and i hate myself for having this thoughts because i was feeling so unwell i had to spend mostly all day masking to not worry them.

and i really don't know what to do with this whole situation because i hate approaching situations like this one and him worrying about me is something that gets on my nerves from time to time (as weird as this might sound). it's just i reeeally need to go back to how i was before everything started because i've been feeling so on edge due to so many other factors i wasn't even able to identify how all of this was affecting me too.

#rant #rant rant rant #neurodivergent #friendship problems #i guess?#im starting to realise i really don't like forging new friendships that much #not at a pace im not used to irl at least #ironic because i've been wishing for new friends for a long time and now i feel like this #i just want the comfort of my closest friendships #but that's also a problem lately #but i'll leave that for another day #really needed to speak about this but to who? idk so tumblr it is!

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chiquititaosita · 2 years ago

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if you can, could you write op monster trio with a sick reader? (pre-chopper joining the team)

ive been sick for the past week and one piece has turned into my comfort anime, and i still have a lonv way to go haha

thank you in advance, hope you're having a nice day!

i got you my darling! im just recovering from being sick three weeks ago. (Sinus and chest congestion) please get some rest and remember to try and rest as much as possible. good luck (I’m still getting there with you :) )

Fluff, cute shit. And just vibing

Monster trio with a sick reader (pre- chopper joining)

Luffy

- don’t get me started 😭

- he’s going to want you to rest. Even if you’re feeling fine. He’s going to make sure you’re being taken care for by sanji (since luffy says his soups can help a cold)

-“ NO y/n.. rest.” he’ll say it in a stern like tone

- Out of the times he was serious outside OF FIGHTING

- he’s only harsh on you when you’re sick because he loves you that’s why.

-“I want you to rest! So you can get stronger!”

-“so when you’re strong enough ! I’ll be able to protect you.” He grins as he’s nuzzling your face.

- “hey y/n! how are you feeling?” He’ll walk in with a happiest grin on his face.

- if he doesn’t sleep in your quarters that night or during those nights. When he wakes up you’re the very first person on top of his brain.

-he’ll sometimes surprise you with drawings (I think he draws stick figures sometimes lol) “look what I made you!��-

-“see it’s you me and the treasure we found!”

-“what’ are those other people right there?” You pointed at that pft of the drawing.

-“oh that’s zoro with his swords and sanji smoking a cigarette, nami is there stealing the money. That’s ussopp shooting a cannon. Oh look that’s robin not giving a-“ you love how creative he is.

- when you get better he lets you do more tasks just to stimulate your brain.

- recovery is just him being excited because he knows you’re being loved and cared for

Zoro

-“woah you okay?”

- “y-yeah I’m fi-fine.” you replied in between coughs.

-ngl zoro will drop everything to protect you.

-“you have to rest.. dummy.” he’ll flick in your forehead because you’re a stubborn pendeja

-“noooo i Can get up..” you fell as he picked you up for almost fainting. It had been a few hours since you passed out, and zoro periodically checked up on you everyday. but today felt different.

-zoro went to go and see you. That was until he noticed a blonde male with curly eyebrows humming and holding a dish going into the same direction he’s going to.

-“what’s that for?” Zoro referred to the dish

-“oh this is for Y/n Chan! I heard she was sick, so I made her some soup to cheer her up” he mentioned, and asked why zoro was going to see you

-“I’m checking on her… that’s all.” He blushed lightly, looking away.

-“ you know ever since she came on the sunny. You’ve gotten soft.” Sanji snickered as he was keeping his laughter down.

“Why I outta—-“ he’s just going to argue with him usually but today he had no energy for that.

-“forget it. I guess you’re right I just really care about her you know .” The moss head huffed as he was given the dish.

- “shit I gotta finish dinner!- give this to y/n chwan will you?!” Sanji literally ran off to the kitchen just as zoro made it to your door.

“Oi, y/n Can I come in?” zoro poked his head out of the door.

-“ it’s open.” you mumbled as you were bundled into the blankets. You smelled the soup and poked your head out.

-“hey.. how are you feeling?” he placed the dish of soup down on the little table near you, and gazed upon you. Zoro had missed your face. He hated seeing you feeling unwell, and miserable.

-“I’m okay. Just bored…sick and out of my mind….what’s that for.?” You pointed at the soup

-“curly made you dinner and wanted you to eat first. He said he hopes you feel better.” He rolled his eyes over the words about a certain cook. You couldn’t help but chuckle

-“awe that’s sweet of him. But what about you?” You gestured him to come lay with you, and he plopped himself onto your warm body, clinging onto you like a little koala.

-“ why did you come back? I thought you were training.” you hugged him as he laid on top of you, he hadn’t thought about it like that. Zoro just missed hearing your voice motivating him to keep going, seeing your smile, hearing your voice, especially seeing you looking adorable when mad or yelling. Annoying him while training.

- Literally you were like his personal chihuahua. It just didn’t feel the same without your presence near him. Especially when y’all took naps together after training or if y’all just felt lazy.

-“i- well- um. I finished early. it was just..that I like- training with you more. It was annoying to not hear you yell my name ‘zoro this zoro that zoro can we take a break my boobs hurt?’ ‘Zoro carry me. Zo-Chan hold my hand. ‘“ he mocked your voice and it made you laugh as you nuzzled into it.

-“Awee so you did miss me..” you nuzzled him, as he pulled himself up to hug you in the bed.

-“don’t push it..” he rolled his eyes as he kissed the top of your head.

-“I love you.”

-“ I love you too you big goof.” You sighed happily as you knew you were the luckiest woman on earth.

Sanji

- now him HEHEHEHE OMG

- the minute he noticed you were sick, you missed breakfast and you never EVER MISS BREAKFAST! You get up around the same time as sanji.

- “y/n- my loveee! It’s time to get up!!” He sang as he tried to wake you up from you quarters.

-“ really? It’s too early .” you coughed into your fist. You sounded very congested, and your eyes looked so puffy. Your natural bed head with your textured mane, all over the place. he was in awe of how beautiful you sounded in the morning!!

-Sanji immediately gasped as he heard your voice. “Oh no! My Angel! You’re sick!! please lay down to rest! Your prince is going to take care of you!!” he kissed the top of your head, placing your tea near the night stand.

“S-sanji i’m f-fine!!” You tried to push him off your shoulders that was until you ran to the bathroom. acid reflux! or even food poisoning DUN DUN DUN. You must’ve felt like your guts were being rearranged and not the good kind. Luckily it was not sanjis cooking. Because he would’ve been crushed. It was someone else’s leftovers from the previous island you brought in.

-he immediately ran after you, patting your back. “It’s okay, darling. Let it out. you’ll be okay.” He’ll gently pull away your hair out of your face. when you finished throwing up you began to wash up. You went to the kitchen to see if you could put up your cup of tea and wash it.

-that was originally the plan until your blonde man put his hand over your hand, disposing his cigarette immediately after seeing you in sweatpants and a big baggy tshirt. His eyes go into heart shapes.

- “You look adorable as ever.” He coos and pinches your cheeks. you rolled your eyes at him.

-“oh hush your face babe. ..” you mumbled as he embraced you.

-“let me wash that cup for you. Go sit down I’ll make you a plate ” he kissed your cheeks, and booped your nose then forcing your stubborn ass to sit down, after taking your empty cup of tea away from you. you just loved how he shook his hips and sang a little song about you making your plate. it’s one of the reasons you fell in love with him.

-“are you singing [song name]??” You giggled

“Yup!!! Because it’s your fault! You got it stuck.in . My. Head.” He poked you jokingly and lovingly at the end of each syllable. Serving you a cup of fruits and sweets.

-“oh shut up you!! how was breakfast?” You asked him as you were tracing the table cloth, sitting in your seat. You’re not even used to the princess treatment that he’s been giving you.

-“ it was good, I already told everyone you weren’t feeling well, they went off the ship already to gather resources and meds to make sure you feel better” you smiled at him already as he made you some avocado toast, taking a bite of the dishes your face lit up, as you did a little happy dance.

- you know when the food is delicious when you do a happy dance when you eat.

- “Oh my how this is amazing.I’m so happy I can taste your food!” you smiled at him with a little sniffle

-“oh y/n merolineee! the way you compliments me takes me a few steps from ascending into heaven.”

- yes overall Sanji best boy to take care of you during pre chopper era.

#one piece imagines #sanji x fem reader #sanji x latina reader #sanji fluff #one piece x reader #sanji x y/n #zoro x reader #pirate hunter zoro #luffy x reader #roronoa zoro #zoro imagine #zoro fluff #luffy fluff #straw hat luffy

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wint3r-h3art · 2 years ago

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pecs biting anon here (⁠ﾉ⁠◕⁠ヮ⁠◕⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠*⁠.⁠✧

THE IDEA OF MY BUM BEING THE TARGET OF THOSE LARGE HANDS,,,,, ans after tenoch helps soothe how sore they are, you snuggle with your face in his thoroughly bitten warm chest and he just kisses and nuzzles into your hair whispering sweet things of adoration while his hands are still cupping your bottoms and you fall asleep like that 🥺🥺🥺

but also

namor, probably extremely pissed off and on the last strerch of his patience, is in the middle of fvking reader so hard reader can barely talk, pulls reader close by the hair and growls in their ear asking if they're worthy enough for his magic cummy, if they get to have him finish in them, if theyre going to answer him because seas know if the smallest thing goes against his wishes hed just snap at that specific moment, and reader scrambles to answer coz they want to please him so bad— or they dont, coz they want to rile him up and make him rougher to the point they absolutely cannot walk for weeks, idk

conversely, because i have a praise k!nk, he praises reader endlessly like yes you're his beloved, youre beautiful and exquisite and you fit perfectly with him, and most importantly you're his and therefore you get all!!!! the cummy he can give you!!! which obviously means it's a glowing flood down there!!!! and namor will be very smug and pleased with his work

(also, as fellow southeast asian, im v v v excited for namor x asian!reader 🥺 and sorry if this is long,, thots are the sustaining force for my sanity ok love u bye! 💕💕💕)

You can’t just bring this over here and not expect me to explode 🫠

Like excuse me, girlie I’ve been thinking about his tiddies and how they feels. I’m a very hands person, so like I deadass will be touching them and squeezing em till he slaps my hand away 😩 that man just radiates warm, and I can’t think of a better way to snuggle with him on a cold morning 😭

Not Namor pulling my damn hair 🥴��‍💫😵 idk if you seen other thirst posts, but I mentioned many time that it’s a major turned on for me, so like….im already done 😭 Dmckkskw this is the horniest ask I for today, and I am unwell. I need to lie down 🫠

(We love unhinged SE Asian girlie 🤭 ily for that 💛)

#linda answered #namor imagine #tenoch huerta imagine #tenoch thirst post #namor x reader

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megalony · 3 years ago

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My Hero- Part 4

I hope you are all enjoying this dark! Henry Cavill series, this is where it takes a more darker turn. Feedback is always lovely.

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Summary: (Y/n) has a lot of health complications and frequent illnesses but believes her husband Henry is a saint for always looking after her and their boys. She doesn’t see how badly he wants her to rely on him or how much it means to him to have complete power and control over her.

Enjoy.

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"Sweetheart, are you sure about this?" Henry's head leaned to the side as his eyes followed (Y/n) drifting around the room.

"It's okay Henry, the boys want to go out and I need to try and keep going out, even Dr Harris said it's the best thing for me."

The smile on (Y/n)'s face was a very calming one but it didn't help Henry's cause or the way he was thinking. Dr Harris was almost always on Henry's side, he agreed with what Henry did and said that would help (Y/n) but this time it wasn't going in Henry's favour.

All the boys wanted to have a family day out which they hadn't done in a while since (Y/n) had found out she was pregnant again and her health had deteriorated a bit. But since she was feeling better and her meds were starting to get back under control, the boys were desperate to go out and do something together. It had surprised Henry that (Y/n) had instantly agreed that it would be something good for them to do, he thought she would still be too wary to go out for long.

Henry knew that if (Y/n) started to go out more she might get the courage to go out with the boys more on her own and if she had that kind of independence, she would be a lot less dependent on him.

Today was the day they had planned to go out but Henry wasn't so sure it was the best idea. They had decided to go to an aquarium since it would occupy them all for the whole day and it interested the twins. Adam on the other hand, they were sure he would enjoy it but they had never taken him to one before.

"I'm just checking baby, I don't want you pushing yourself and becoming ill, we were lucky your seizure didn't harm you or the baby."

Henry finished packing Hugh's backpack and set it down on the sofa, whenever they went for long days out like this they took bags of spare clothes, toys and drinks for the boys. Levi's bag contained extra clothes in case he had a seizure and his medications, one that he took to prevent the seizures and another to have after he had one.

"I know and you always say you'll bring me home if I'm getting too stressed or unwell, but I need to try. And it isn't like it was with Chrissy because you'll be with me and I'll feel safer."

"Of course you'll be safe sweetheart, you'll be with me. And the boys are excited."

Henry leaned over and pressed a kiss to (Y/n)'s temple, he knew a family day would do them all good and it would be nice. He was always in the spotlight and working a lot and he loved the downtime he got when he was at home. But it was still nice to be going out with (Y/n) and the boys, he always loved family time and it made him smile and feel some pride when he caught the glances of other people watching in admiration.

All the fans and onlookers loved the way he was with his family and he loved being the head of the family, looking after his kids, protecting and caring for his wife.

"Okay, I think we're about ready."

(Y/n) checked her watch, glad that it was still early so they could have the full day out. Her and Henry had gotten up early to get showered and dressed and get the boys stuff all packed and ready to go. And the boys were currently running round the house in excitement, they had to get their shoes and coats on, make sure they had everything and get them loaded into the car.

With a smile, (Y/n) grabbed the large baby blue headphones from the sofa and packed them into Adam's backpack. The three-year-old was being tested for autism and (Y/n) knew that the last time they took him out somewhere loud he had cried, covering his ears or sticking his fingers in his ears to try and make the noises stop.

They had bought him some big headphones that were noise-cancelling so if it was too loud for him he could wear them and calm down, then he could still enjoy going out and exploring without being worked up and upset.

"Good, let's get the boys ready."

(Y/n) looked up at Henry, feeling her heart jump in her chest at the soft, glowing look in his eyes as he smiled at her in that same way that flashed his teeth and made her heart lurch in her chest. She could never quite believe how lucky she got with Henry, anyone else would have been pushed to the brink having to juggle helping her with all her health conditions, her anxiety and need for confirmation and the kids as well. But Henry took it all in his stride and thrived in looking after his family.

She had gotten very lucky with Henry.

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"Oh mum look! It's a water tunnel!" Hugh grabbed (Y/n)'s hand and started tugging as if he could pull her and the pram along with him to keep up with his speed. His feet were tapping against the polished floor like he was creating a tap dance routine but the smile on his face made (Y/n) grin widely.

The aquarium was a good place to bring all the boys, the twins were having a lot of fun, although not interested in the paper booklets they had been given at the reception desk. And Adam seemed to be loving it as well even though he was desperate to go and get a toy from the gift shop. (Y/n) had bribed him to settle by explaining that he needed to find his favourite animal here so he could get a plush toy of said animal at the shop so he was eager to find which one he liked the look of most.

"You and your dad go through it slowly and take it in baby, me and Levi will head through quickly."

(Y/n) squeezed Hugh's hand and patted his back, watching as he hurried over to Henry and grabbed his hand rather desperately.

It was a very good day so far but there were certain areas where (Y/n) and Levi just had to hang back or pass through quickly and wait for the rest of the boys to look around. The lights in the tanks were illuminated and some of the rooms or halls were very bright and a bit intense. (Y/n) and Levi weren't always affected by lights or flashes but they were very susceptible to migraines from them and they didn't want any risks whilst they were all out having fun.

With a smile, (Y/n) watched Hugh, Henry and Adam all slowly walk under the tunnel, all of their heads tilted up to look at the oval glass above them where a shark was swimming above them. (Y/n) remembered when she had been under a tunnel like this before, she was always afraid that the glass was going to be fragile and break and she would be drowned and consumed by fish.

But she loved that none of her boys had her kind or level of anxiety, they were all very fascinated and the colour of the water was very appealing to Hugh.

Reaching for her phone, (Y/n) quickly snapped a picture of three of her four boys, all stood together with their heads tilted back. From afar it looked like three different versions of Henry all stood together looking at the water and it made her smile bright. She loved how their boys were taking after Henry in both their looks and their affection and personalities.

"Mummy, can I sit in the chair please?" Levi gently leaned his head on (Y/n)'s arm as his hand brushed over the pushchair like it was a prized possession.

"Sure baby, you have a headache?" (Y/n) carded her fingers through Levi's hair, smiling down at him before he nodded and moved round to sit in the pushchair.

It was a regular occurrence for Levi to sit in the pushchair even though he was seven, he was prone to headaches and it was easier for him to sit for a while and feel better. If Adam was out of the chair and exploring with Henry or (Y/n) they always let Levi sit in the chair.

When she noticed that the boys had reached the other end the tunnel, (Y/n) headed under the tunnel. She walked slowly but didn't stop because the many various shades of blue were bright and would no doubt give Levi more of a headache if he stared at them for too long. But he was happy at watching the different sharks, fish and the occasional starfish lurking about.

"Dad we can sit and wait for a shark to come over, look!"

"Ooh mum!" Levi pointed in the same direction as his twin until all of them were heading over to two small rows of deep blue seats that reminded (Y/n) of being at the cinema.

They all went and sat down, staring at a very large pane of glass that looked like a wide movie screen showing the deep aqua and royal blue shades of the water. It was another large fish tank that contained various aquatics and they could see all of them very close when they passed the glass. Both twins were bouncing, waiting for a shark or another interesting fish to pass by, they seemed fascinated with the sting rays too since they were smiling on the underneath of their bodies.

"You okay there bud?" Henry smiled over at Levi, noticing he was now sat in the chair rather than hurrying around beside (Y/n). But he nodded happily, not wanting to take his eyes off of the glass in case he missed a shark.

"Dad, can we go in the bubble lift?" Levi didn't want to take his eyes off the glass but he managed it to check if Henry was smiling or not. And the big smile he got in return was a yes to his question.

"Sure bud." Henry glanced over at (Y/n) just to check that she would be okay with that.

The bubble lift was a glass lift that went up to the top floor of the aquarium beside one of the large tanks so it was as if you were moving in the tank with the fish. The boys were very excited to go in the lift but Henry had to be sure that (Y/n) would be alright with that. He knew lifts made her anxious in case they broke down or got stuck but at the same time, he knew there were a lot of stairs and she was six months pregnant now so the lift was a better option.

"Shark! Shark!"

All their eyes moved back to the glass but (Y/n) and Henry both focused on Adam who was running towards the pane of glass, wanting to get as close as possible to see the shark his brothers had spotted. Henry rolled his eyes with a bright smile, realising he had let go of the handle on the harness strapped to Adam. Since he was prone to wandering off when he decided to get out the pushchair they had a harness so he couldn't disappear or run into anyone or anything.

"Adam don't get too close- be careful." (Y/n) spoke just as Henry got to his feet, knowing Adam was either going to trip or cause some sort of scene.

Henry sped up in his steps, internally cringing the moment he watched Adam bash into the glass. It was clear the three-year-old thought that he had further to run before he reached the water and he didn't understand that it was all behind some sort of glass wall. Adam bounced back and tumbled onto his bum, briefly shocked before realisation set in and he started to wail in shock and pain.

"Daddy." Adam held his arms out, barely able to see Henry for the tears in his eyes.

A sigh escaped Henry's lips as he went down on his knees and gently scooped Adam up in his arms, cradling him to his chest. He pulled back enough to check his boy over, noticing he had a small redness to his forehead but it was mostly the shock that was making him cry rather than any pain or injury.

"Ooh baby, you're okay it was just a bump." He soothed, rubbing his hand up and down Adam's back as he pulled up and slowly moved to sit back down with the twins.

Henry briefly noticed a family over at the jellyfish stand beside them and he could see the woman watching him with a smile. It made his lips curve into a small smile and his chest tingle with adrenaline.

"Come on, let's go to the bubble lift then we can go to the cafe."

Henry stood to his feet and bounced Adam on his hip, knowing that his boy was going to cling to him now that he had hurt himself. He wanted comfort and attention and Henry was going to help and cuddle him, he knew Adam wasn't going to want to walk now he would want to be held or in the chair.

"I'm gonna press the button!" Hugh let go of Henry's hand to run the last few feet to press the button for the lift, bouncing on his heels as they all stood waiting. It would be a while since the lift stopped halfway for a few moments to let people look at the tank before it reached the top and came back down again.

"Are you sure you're gonna be okay in here?" Henry whispered quietly as he roped his free arm around (Y/n)'s waist, gently pulling her into his side so he could kiss her head.

"I'll be okay, there's no way I'm going up those stairs." (Y/n) didn't fancy walking up three flights of stairs to get to the cafe. She was tired already from her meds and how fun and packed the day was and still was going to be. She didn't fancy heaving herself and her baby up the stairs when she could take the lift with her boys and have Henry by her side to calm her down.

Today was a great day.

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"Can we go out next weekend too mum?" Hugh looked up at (Y/n) with a bright yet tired smile as he waved the fluffy shark around in the air as if it was swimming above him again. He and Levi both got matching sharks and Adam had decided that the jellyfish were his favourite today so he got a rather funny looking fluffy toy jellyfish.

"Sure baby, we'll pick something to do in the morning." (Y/n) kissed his forehead before she left the room, the boys had time now to mess around and watch tv before it was their bedtime. This was more like their downtime where they chilled and settled ready for bed.

Heading out of the room, (Y/n) headed over to her and Henry's room, a soft smile on her lips when she saw him but he didn't seem to share her enthusiasm.

"Sweetheart, you just promised the boys we'd take them out next weekend but I'm at work."

"I know, I thought I could take them somewhere, not for the full day like today but I could go somewhere with them." (Y/n) smiled and shrugged her shoulders as she started to undress. There were a few limited places she could take all the boys on her own but she knew she needed to try and she could if she was feeling well enough.

She couldn't take them all to the cinema, with her and Levi they had to be careful what movies they saw in case it triggered an episode. And she couldn't take the boys to a play area or centre whilst she was pregnant because Adam was always excited and trying to disappear. With Levi she had to watch him all the time as well because although the play areas were soft he could still fall or bang his head and have a seizure. But she could take them swimming to out for a walk at a lake or just simply out for dinner somewhere.

Baby, I don't think you should be taking them out on your own yet, I don't want you to push yourself." Henry walked up behind (Y/n) and slowly kissed her neck, something she knew that they both did when trying not to start an argument but she wasn't backing down on this just yet.

"Honey today was a risk for me and it paid off, today was great and I'm tired but I don't feel ill at all. I think I could go out even if it's just for two hours with the boys. When this one is here I won't be able to take them out much without you anyway."

(Y/n) took off her shirt and unclipped her bra before she smoothed her hands over her prominent baby bump, smiling when Henry's hands slid around her waist and cupped her stomach too. They were doing what they always did with pregnancies, not finding out the gender until the baby was born but they were both sure that they were having a baby girl this time.

"I know it was and it worked but you can't push yourself baby, take it steady-"

"Henry come on, it's okay I'm not going out everyday and you know without you I don't go out for long but I have to try. I'm excited to take the boys out and they're happy going out."

(Y/n) slowly unravelled herself from Henry's arms and shimmied out of the rest of her clothes. She could feel annoyance slowly creeping up inside her and it made her feel sick. She shouldn't be feeling like this, Henry was looking out for her like he always did, he made sure she was healthy and safe and he looked after her when she was sick. He cared for her, he loved her more than anything and he would go to the moon and back for her.

But she couldn't help being frustrated, she thought Henry would be happy. Anytime in the past when she'd had a relapse in her health or anxiety and then slowly started to gain independence and confidence again, he was over the moon. He praised her almost as much as he did when finding out she was pregnant.

But he wasn't happy this time.

"If you push yourself, you could make yourself sick and that isn't good for the baby. I can't go through the panic of getting another call saying you had collapsed and I need to go to the hospital."

"Henry that was different. I set timers, I write notes and you text I won't forget meds on my own and Chrissy just didn't realise what she was doing. I know when I'm not well, I told he to bring me home and if I'm not well I come home and rest and talk to Dr Harris if needed. I know you worry but I can look after the boys and take them out."

"Yes but I'm the one looking after you!"

"Henry I'm not a child I can't help my health issues but I don't need a carer twenty-four seven-"

"Yes you do you need me to look after you I do your meds and sort them out I calm you down I take you out and make sure you're okay and if you have a seizure or are sick I know how to care for you and I do it all because I love you (Y/n). I don't want you taking the boys out next weekend without me."

"Henry are you asking me or telling me?"

(Y/n)'s breaths were increasing and her nostrils flared as she bit down on her lip to stop herself from saying anything worse.

She couldn't stand Henry talking to her like he was her carer and needed to be for the rest of her life. She felt bad enough for the way she relied on him but she was trying to take away that reliance and be a bit more independent but he wasn't happy about it. She needed him to understand and be there for her, but (Y/n) didn't like how he was telling her to do something.

(Y/n) loved him but he couldn't be like that. She only listened to him like that if she was sick and he was telling her to do something for her own health, not because he wanted her to follow his orders.

"Don't make me tell you."

(Y/n)'s eyes widened and her jaw dropped but no words escaped her lips.

She had been on set and at rehearsals when Henry was acting, she had seen him be angry, frustrated, emotional, broken, riled and murderous but she had never had any of those negative, awful emotions displayed towards her in real life. She had never had Henry be this rude and rather controlling with her, he was trying to win this as if it was a game and he was trying to make her submit to him.

She wouldn't be talked to or treated like this.

Trying to hold her head high, (Y/n) walked past Henry, making sure to barge her shoulder into his arm as she passed and went into the on-suite bathroom, locking the door behind her.

By the time (Y/n) came back into the bedroom wrapped into a towel, she was a lot calmer than she had been when she went for a shower. Her eyes danced over Henry who was sat on the bed in his boxers, his elbows jabbing into his knees and his hands tangled together until they were almost at breaking point. His dark curls were falling in front of his eyes that were swirling with anger and remorse.

He was clearly contemplating what he had said and what he should do now.

"Your meds... I stressed you out so you should take them now." Henry moved his entwined hands towards (Y/n)'s bedside table but he couldn't bring himself to look at her yet.

(Y/n) looked over at the table and inwardly sighed, she knew she should have her epilepsy meds if stressed but she was calm now and she was controlling herself so she didn't have a seizure. But he had gotten them out because he cared and she knew she should have them just to be safe, not to let him win.

She took the tablets and downed the water before she turned her back to Henry and moved to the chest of drawers to get her pjamas out. If he wasn't going to apologise or try and make amends she wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of succumbing to him. She would play the ignoring game with him until he decided to be decent again.

"Baby I want you to be safe and okay and I have to look out for you. I can't have you going out without me you know that, I have to keep you safe."

Henry pushed himself to his feet and folded his arms over his chest, his expression was bland and clearly tired and frustrated. He watched as (Y/n) spun round on her heels, her eyes blazing again with the fiery temper she didn't usually have, and never displayed towards Henry.

"Henry don't talk to me like I'm one of our children! You do not have to control me to keep me safe and I don't take orders from you like that. Stop it."

(Y/n) shook her head more to herself than at Henry but he had rarely ever been like this with her. She couldn't recall a time in the past seven years that he had ever talked to her like this or seemed controlling towards her and it was as scary as it was hurtful.

Walking back near the bed, (Y/n) threw her pyjamas down on the bed but suddenly placed her hands down on it when her head started to feel like it was swimming. Maybe she was getting a headache or sudden blood sugar high or low because she was so angry and her emotions and adrenaline were high. Taking a moment, (Y/n) tried to catch her breath and closed her eyes to control her light headed feeling but she wanted to shout and scream at Henry if she could manage it and if the boys wouldn't hear.

"You know I'm right."

"Get out!"

(Y/n) stood up properly but it didn't help with her swimming head feeling and it made her drowsy but she still managed to point towards the door. She wasn't having Henry in here making her feel worse and causing an argument he knew he wouldn't win.

Instead of leaving the room, Henry walked over to (Y/n) and reached out to hold onto her when she stumbled causing the towel around her frame to pool at her bare feet.

"No H-Henry-"

"Come on, you need to lie down now."

(Y/n) bashed her fist into Henry's chest but it was like tapping his chest rather than hitting or hurting him as she didn't hold any injury. Her eyes narrowed and she tried to shimmy in Henry's arms and move away from him but her legs were caving beneath her and his arms were deadlocked around her frame. She couldn't do anything but let Henry lead her towards the bed but she wanted to kick and scream and fight.

"What... what did you g-give me?" The terror was clear in (Y/n)'s voice as her head fell back and her eyes lazily focused on her husband who was scaring her flesh from her bones.

But the look in Henry's dark, almost black eyes made a whimper leave (Y/n)'s lips and her body shuddered under her minimal control. He had dosed her with something, he put something in her drink or added another tablet in with her others to make her fall asleep or submit to him. How could he do this to her? Henry had never done anything like this to her in their entire nine years together- at least, she didn't think he had. Had he done something like this before and she just didn't remember?

What was her husband doing to her?

"Get off, Henry l...let me go."

Tears flooded (Y/n)'s face and her nails tried to scratch his chest but he let go of her waist and grabbed her hands instead causing her knees to buckle. Henry pushed his weight into her and leaned her back until the back of her knees hit the edge of the bed and she fell on her back on the mattress.

A broken sob left her lips as she felt like she was going to fall asleep. She didn't want to be anywhere near Henry right now she wanted to be as far away from him as possible.

"It's okay baby, shh. You won't remember any of this in the morning."

A tremor rattled through (Y/n)'s bones and her tired eyes rattled in their sockets at his words. He had done something like this before, he was going to lie to her and pretend like this had never happened? What would he tell her in the morning? What lie would he spread- would she believe it?

(Y/n) trusted Henry more than anything, she would believe whatever he said to her.

Tears continued to spill from her eyes as Henry suddenly laid on top of her, propping himself up with his knees either side of her legs, pinning her beneath him even though she couldn't go anywhere. (Y/n) felt like sobbing in pain and agony when Henry brushed his thumb across her cheek before he started to kiss and nip at her neck.

What was he doing?

"I'm doing this for your own good."

Her stomach churned at those words and the moment she felt Henry's hands roaming her body like a map, she wanted to scream. He was trying to seduce her and make her give in after he'd drugged her with something. He was touching her up like this was their honeymoon all over again.

He was taking advantage of her.

(Y/n) could do nothing but close her eyes when her head started to feel dark and woozy and she didn't have the energy to open her eyes again, they were too heavy to lift. Her body wasn't even shaking or revolting against Henry's touch that was going down her breasts and roaming between her legs. His lips trailed down her collar bone to her cleavage and both his hands and his mouth made her feel both tingling yet tainted until she couldn't even sense him anymore.

His touch was there and (Y/n) knew her insides should be churning and revolting against his prodding touch at her inner thighs but she couldn't feel any response to him.

Then it went dark.

#henry cavill #henry x reader #henry cavill imagine #dad! henry #dark henry #imagine #My Hero #pregnancy #pregnant! reader

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pacifymebby · 3 years ago

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Getting Started / Sam Fender

Request: Sam takes care of you when you're sick.

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"Howay you get back into bed!" cried Sam when he saw you stood in the kitchen doorway, your tshirt hanging down around your thighs, hair scraped back into a pony tail. You didn't look well at all but you had things you needed to do today.

The last week before Christmas was one of the busiest weeks of the year and you had so much to do before you and Sam drove up to your parents house for Christmas Eve. Presents to wrap, food to prepare, you'd promised your mam you'd make the desserts this year, and youd taken on a lot of extra present wrapping and card writing and Christmas shopping for her. Your sister had two little ones and they'd be staying at your mams Christmas eve as well so you had all these special treats to prepare for them too.

There was no way you could stay in bed all day just because you were feeling a little bit unwell. Even if Sam insisted.

"Sam a cannae just stay in bed there's a shit tonne a do before we go me mams!" you tried to argue, wrapping your arms around yourself as you suddenly felt the cold.

You were covered in a fine layer of sweat and now you were up and about it was beginning to catch the draft and chill you.

"What part of go back to bed don't ya understand pet, there's no way am letting you go out when yas are so ill!"

"I've been sick like twice," you shrugged, a lie, it was three times now but he didn't know about the third and you knew he'd only fret and mither more if he did, "im not that ill I'll be fine..."

"Two time too many for me," he argued abandoning the dishes he was washing then to come stand opposite you.

With his hands on his shoulders he turned you back around easily and steered you back towards the bedroom where he lifted the covers back and stood waiting for you to do as you were told and get back into bed.

"Sam..." you started but he shook his head and nodded to the bed again.

"Am waiting pet," he said nodding to the bed once again, leaving you with no choice to give in and do as you were told. He was stubborn when it came to taking care of you and you knew he wasn't going to back down.

Better to let him think he was winning for now.

"Fine," you pouted climbing back into bed, letting him make a show of tucking you back, drawing the covers up over you.

"Don't pout sweet pea, santa won't come,"

"He bloody won't be coming at this rate," you grumbled groaning as you hugged your knees to your chest and let out a helpless sigh, "dya know how much shit I've got to do before we go mams..." you started, not given a chance to finish your sentence because Sam cut you off with a smirk on his lips.

"Aye a do actually..." he said taking a folded up piece of paper from his pocket looking smug when he presented it to you, "written it all down for meself like you do..." he teased letting you read it, watching you with a proud little smirk.

"You've written yourself a to do list?" you looked up at him, glancing between him and the piece of paper synically.

You were always really organised at this time of year and he was always taking the piss out of the many lists you'd write up. Micro managing everyone through the whole festive period like some kind of Monica.

"Aye are ya proud of me lass?" he asked grinning at you, "a don't really nar what order a do it in though like, think a might need micromanaging by the expert..." he said sitting down on the edge of the bed to look at the list with you.

He really had thought of everything and as you looked at it you were astounded he'd remembered every last little thing you'd been worrying about getting sorted.

"Youre really gan do all this?" you asked looking up at him in shock, smiling sentimentally when he shrugged and said aye.

"Well you were weren't ya," he said, "it's all gotta be done like you said, an am not havin my baby doing it when she's sick..."

"Sam," you said with a soft smile, shocked but touched at the same time, soft with the kindness of his action. How thoughtful it was of him to try.

"Sam you don't have to try and get all this done it'll take you ages, a can do some of it..."

"You," he said poking you on the button of your nose, giving you a comically serious look, "aren't gan be doing anything until a say so... Not unless you wanna end up on the naughty list..."

"The naughty list?" you raised your brow, a smile twinkling in your eyes. You felt too rough to laugh at him but if you'd not been so sick you would have done. He looked adorable to you then.

"Aye the naughty list," he said, "a don't see what's funny about that lass, it's a pretty serious thing the naughty list..."

"Aye alright alright," you said cracked a smile as you sighed taking his pen off him and crossing a few things off the list. "You don't have do these they're not important," you said looking at some of the notes you'd made for yourself, like going to the shops for some mascara you'd run out of and some new conditioner for your hair. You could do without those to save him a job. He was after all about to take on the challenge of God tier domesticity, something you weren't sure was exactly his forte.

"Babe a can go to the shop for ya don't be..."

"No because look at all this other stuff you've gotta do, do ya even kmow how to make a banoffee pie?" you asked him with a smile, knowing that the answer was no.

"A can Google it pet, we do live in the 21st century ya know..."

You rolled your eyes at his cheeky smile, too endeared by him to be truly wound up by his sarcasm then.

You leant on his shoulder, turning to kiss him, the cotton of his tshirt soft against your lips and your nose as you nuzzled into him and he wrapped his arms around you.

"Reet," he said, "you try an get some sleep an I'll get started on this lot yeah?" he asked quieter then, though it wasn't really a question and you knew you had to say yes. Knew you had to nod and settle down, do as you were told, even if the thought of him let loose in the kitchen filled you with dread.

"Dya want a cuppa or owt before a go the shop?" he asked groaning when you shook your head and tried to tell him you could do it.

"You've got enough do stop making yourself extra jobs..."

"It's a cuppa tea darlin, it's hardly a chore is it," he chuckled kissing your forehead and brushing your hair from your face tucking it behind your ear gently. "How are you still so pretty when you look that ill..." he breathed, his smile tugging on the corner of his lips as he admired you for a moment.

You just blushed and shook your head, told him not to be daft as you settled back down beneath the covers and let him tuck you in once more.

"A mean it love," he said, his frown furrowing his brow ever so cute as he looked down at you, pushed up on one arm, hovering above you, "you are so unbelievably gorgeous,"

"Go on Sam, get," you giggled shooing him away because he was embarrassing you, "you big softy,"

"Am only telling the truth," he sniggered enjoying the way you blushed deeper. It was one of his favourite things to do, try and embarrass you like that, trying to get you all giggly and shy, trying to make you blush and hide away.

He loved being able to make you squirm, being able to trap you beneath him so that you were forced to look up at him while he showered you in compliments. So that you were forced to let him adore you.

You just giggled, smiling to yourself as you settled back down, closing your eyes, kicking the covers off you as you felt a fever creeping back up on you again.

Sam was gone for a little while but you could hear him down the hallway, hed stuck a beatles album on and was singing along to Shes So Heavy, doing daft little voices to entertain himself as he worked away.

When he came back he was only holding the one cuppa for you and you frowned because you'd kind of hoped he'd crawl into bed with you for a cuddle.

"Where's yours?" you asked with a little pout, one which only grew when he laughed at you.

"A don't have time for a brew lass, av got housewife shite to do!" he grinned, "am gan down wilkos get meself a little apron to wear for the rest of the day, ynar so I look the part like..." he grinned sniggering at you when you laughed and almost spat out your tea.

"Sam don't be daft, don't want you stressing about all this stuff just cause I am..."

"Babe," he smirked softer then, looking at you more seriously then, "you stress about it every year so that everyone else gets to have a dead good Christmas, think a can manage it just once ey," he said stroking your cheek before leaning down to kiss you there too. Smiling when you smiled, your heart glowing at his sweetness.

"love you Sam," you said quietly, his eyes lighting up at the words.

"Love you too pet, nar promise me you're gan stay in bed and get some rest..." he said standing up, letting his hand trail your serene expression then as you looked up at him with sleepy eyes.

You didn't really want him to go but he really was determined that he was going to get all your jobs done for you and that determination alone was so sweet thst you had to at least let him try.

💮✨

When he came back to check on you a few hours later he had condensed milk smeared across his cheek and crunched up digestive on his chin. He didn't seem to have noticed either and when you saw him you laughed so hard you buried your face into your covers to try and hide your grin.

"What?" he asked chuckling a little self consciously.

"How's the banoffee pie going?" you asked with a smirk, your lips twitching with the giggle you were trying to hold in.

"How'd yknow a was makin..." he trailed off realising exactly how you knew, "oh," he said with a sheepish smile, "messier than it looks this bakin lark int it," he grinned.

You couldn't reply through your giggling, the sight of you smiling reassuring him.

"You feeling any better pet?" he asked sitting down beside you, being careful not to get any mess on you.

"Yeah," you smiled, "bit anyway, haven't been sick again," you said with a small smile, relieved to see the relief in his eyes as he reached out and held his hand to your for head to check your tempreture.

"You don't feel too hot anymore either," he nodded, "a was beginning to worry you weren't gan be better by Christmas,"

"Don't have time to be ill," you shot him a smile making him roll his eyes.

"Thought a told ya," he said then pushing you back down into your bed, "am gan take care of all that..." he said, his hands on the pillow either side of your head as he crawled above you, hovering over you.

When he leant down to kiss your nose he accidently got a little of the caramel on his cheek on yours and you squirmed giggling.

"Sam!" you giggled, "careful," you said smiling as you reached up and drew your finger across his cheek to scoop up the caramel that was left there.

He watched as you raised it to your lips and smiled to taste it.

"S'nice Sam," you said looking up at him with a mischievous twinkle in your eye, "maybe we'll make a domestic goddess of you yet," you bit back a smile watching his eyes crease at the corners when he grinned and sniggered too, kissing your cheek before flopping down onto the bed beside you.

#sam fender imagines

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seakicker · 2 years ago

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Juju how’s the tentacles going? Are they curing your hangover?

OKAY IM SLIGHTLY LATE BC i spent the night over at my friends’ last night and we hung out until like 2 pm today so i didn’t get to watch the asmr live. i just finished the vod tho and GODDDDDD

the desperation and “i cant hold myself back” themes throughout especially the first half. the constant reminders that you’re just a weak little human and he could tear you apart with his tentacles at any given time. the DEGRADATION and NAME CALLING. the SLAPPING!!!! and last but certainly not least the TENTACLES!!!! when he said they’re 20 feet long each and can stretch and grow at will….. GODDDDDD. imagine feeling them expand inside of you jesus i feel unwell. very very very good asmr again this week vox tskr as fuck

#and yes between vox asmr and a big bottle of water #im right as rain again #absolutely incredible content today #chats #spicy #cw tentacles

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9tzuyu · 4 years ago

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run into me sunday pt. ii

pt. i

notes: i am yet again projecting my own issues in fics lmao. this isn’t my favorite work, but i wanted to make a second part. this is the result. all mistakes are mine as im too lazy to proofread :P.

warnings: heavy talk of having an eating disorder.

requests are open!

the first few of weeks at natasha's house were fine. you tried really hard not to think about all the changes happening. like being monitored 24/7, or having to abide by natasha's rules all the time, or knowing that you were growing to be healthy.

it was okay, at first.

you hardly put up a fight when it came down to her rules. even meal time seemed to go without a hitch.

but as many people have said before, all good things cone to an end.

the second you woke up today, you could already tell it wasn't going to be fun. everything you'd pushed aside came crawling back, and you could feel every insecurity of yours heighten a thousand times worse than before.

nat's arms rest gently around your waist, and while it normally felt reassuring, you couldn't help but notice the extra weight you'd put on.

you still felt overly full from last night. if natasha woke up right now, you were positive she could feel how expanded your stomach was.

(god, you did not want her to feel how bloated you still were.)

now you knew there was nothing wrong with having a stomach, especially one that wasn't flat or as unwell as yours had become. but it was your body, and your body felt wrong.

feeling natasha's breath on the back of your neck, you gingerly began removing her arm from your body. however, your plan quickly failed when natasha pulled you in closer, her grip tightening around you.

you bit your lip to suppress your cries. you needed out and you needed out right now.

things quickly became unbearable. the longer you felt trapped, the more your body began to tremble. and though you despised it, you turned around to face natasha, your head buried in the crook of her neck.

the thoughts were loud. much louder than they had been the past few weeks.

you tried to keep your cries to a low level, but that didn't seem to work. natasha awoke within the very same minute. her first instinct was to check on you, but seeing as tears were streaming down your face she knew what the problem was.

nat pulled you closer to her, letting her right hand rub the backside of your body in an attempt to calm you down.

"hey now, it's okay, it's alright. you're okay, you're safe, you're here. i'm here." you continued to sob, letting every detail of your own self hatred slip from your mouth.

natasha wasn't surprised at the outburst. she knew you would have days like this, more days would soon follow. that was reality. she didn't expect your recovery to be perfect, if it was then she would know you weren't really getting better – simply putting on weight to please her.

she couldn't take away your pain (although she wished she could), but she could be there, offer you her love and support, coax you through meals when you needed her to.

when you'd finally calmed down you turned away from her, suddenly embarrassed at how you acted. she could feel you tense back up again, a failed attempt at blocking her out.

it was nat, who were you to think she couldn't read you like an open book?

nonetheless, she kissed the back of your head and moved out from under the covers. "i'm going to make breakfast, i'll be back."

you sighed. breakfast was not an option.

but 15 minutes later natasha returned with a plate of eggs, toast and a cup of fruit on the side. she even made it all pretty and nice for you.

“up, y/n. i know you don't want to, but you have to eat.”

"no," you mumbled, bringing the blanket over your head. she tugged them away instantly, "yes."

"it's too early."

"you didn't say that yesterday-"

"well i'm saying it today, natasha. now fuck off."

natasha knew better than to take your words to heart. if anything, she found it rather entertaining to see just how far you'd go to try and push her buttons.

an idea came to mind, a negotiation, really.

"tell you what, no breakfast, but you have to eat lunch and three snacks between dinner."

you thought about it for a second before peeking from underneath the covers, "deal." natasha patted your side, "i'm only doing this because you've been doing so well these past few weeks. don't count on this deal happening again." she spoke thoroughly, the plate of food now on its way into the kitchen trash-bin.

while you laid in bed natasha texted wanda. the redhead thought it would be beneficial for the younger woman to pay a visit. she knew how close the two of you were and decided to invite her over. it wasn't much, but the idea of wanda coming over and (possibly) helping you in any shape or form was very reassuring to natasha.

wanda texted back almost instantly, informing her that she was just short of an hour out, having to stop for gas on the way. natasha thumbs up'd her message and began planning out the day.

before either of you knew it, it was 12 noon. lunch had approached sooner than expected. wanda and natasha easily got caught up in a conversation. the only thing keeping time was nat's alarm that set off.

"time to go wake y/n up," natasha giggled, although she knew you'd be a challenge today. wanda followed her, too excited to wait on surprising you with lunch.

"y/n! c'mon, a special someone is here to see you."

a groan could be heard from the bed as you up to see who was there. you smiled at the sight of wanda and she immediately brought you in for a squeeze-the-life-out-of-you hug.

you didn't miss her smile faltering when she let you go.

you were still just as boney and thin as you were when you left the compound. three weeks was nothing, but you swore you could feel every ounce of weight gain coming back.

wanda helped you out of bed, allowing you to lean on her as she guided you into the kitchen. it was a good thing too, because you were more light headed than usual.

"what are you doing here?" wanda smiled and pushed the already prepared plate of food towards you. it'd been a few minutes and you hadn't even touched your fork. "what? couldn't surprise you?" natasha giggled from your left. you already seemed to be in a much better mood with wanda around than you had been this morning. but both women caught onto the fact that you were only shoving the food on your plate, not making any effort at all to actually eat it.

nat tucked a piece of hair behind your ear, "you have to eat, you know the deal we made." her push was soft, but it didn't make things any easier.

you sighed, tightening the grip around your fork. things like this shouldn't be so hard. it was food. food is fuel, food is good, but somewhere in your mind those messages were twisted and crumpled into something that could never be more false.

you leaned into natasha, keeping your face shielded away from the plate. tears sprung into your eyes and you begged for her to not make you eat.

"tasha, just one day, please. i promise i'll eat tomorrow-"

"i wish that were true, i really do, sweetheart." nat rubbed your shoulder before pushing you back, forcing you to look her in the eyes. "i'm going to go grocery shopping and run a few extra errands. wanda will be here to watch you finish your meal and to have a snack or two before i get back. i love you, okay?"

(you knew she did. but holy fuck, why did she have to do this to you.)

"yeah, you too." and with that, natasha grabbed her keys, kissed you on the forehead and left.

you don't know why, but you didn't actually think wanda would listen to natasha. that belief was quickly thrown out when you moved to get up from the table, wanda quick to grab your wrist and stop you from going to far.

"stay. please? just a few bites, i won't tell natasha if you don't..." she pleaded. a feeling of safety grew in your chest. your level of trust with her had always been high, but this time it felt more intimate. wanda was seeing you at your worst, a vulnerable position you'd never let anyone else but tasha see, and yet, wanda decided to stay.

it took over an hour for you to manage half a meal. wanda sat through it all, however, and coaxed you through each bite.

now, two hours later with a snack in hand, you sat quietly on the porch, head resting on wanda's lap with her fingers tied in your hair.

"do you talk to nat?"

"sometimes. actually yeah, most of the time i talk to her. it helps, and she's a great listener." you complimented.

"wanda?"

"hm?"

"why are you doing this?"

wanda looked down at you, seeing your eyes bore into her and bit her lip, "it's hard to see the girl that i loved and the girl that came back. i should've noticed before you went on your mission, but i didn't because i was too wrapped up with my own issues."

"you can't blame yourself, wanda. i didnt want to be seen. you couldn't have done anything different."

she hummed, ears perking up at the sound of natashas car pulling in the driveway.

you jumped up from her lap and ran to help tasha with her groceries, earning a loving glare from the redhead.

oh yeah. no strenuous activity. too many calories that you needed would be burned off. at least that's what you were told anyway.

wanda stayed the rest of the day, even through dinner. (only because you begged natasha to let her stay that long.)

natasha didn't seem to mind that she stayed. the redhead heard more laughs and giggles from you than she'd heard in the past six months.

the worst part about the day ending was the fact that wanda had to leave eventually.

(eventually being now.)

you pouted. you weren't ready for her to go just yet. she'd taken your mind off of so much today and you weren't sure you could face it again. really, you didn't want to face it again.

"i believe in you." she murmured.

stupid mind reading.

wanda rolled her eyes, "i'm serious, y/n. you've got this. you're amazing."

“you're only saying that because you have to.”

her eyebrows pulled together. "no. i'm saying it because i know it's true. you've got a gift, y/n. what you have– you're going to get it back."

you inhaled.

"next time i see you, i want you to be a little bit more healthy, okay?" wanda gave you a tight hug and left without another word. she just hoped the next time she saw you it wasn't in a casket.

you hoped the next time you saw her, you'd be better.

today wasn't easy, but it gave you a taste of everything you'd been missing.

and you wanted it back.

#wanda maximoff x reader #scarlet witch x reader #black widow x reader #natasha romanoff x reader #wandanat x reader #marvel imagine #avengers x reader

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