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traveler-at-heart · 7 months ago

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The Doctor's In - Part 4

Summary: Wanda and R have their first date ;)

Wanda: Sorry I missed you before you left for work. Wanna come over for dinner with us?

Y/N: Would love to :)

“You’re awfully cheerful for someone who just got dumped” Darcy says as you smile at your phone.

“Who got what?”

“Carol and Maria…”

“No one dump me, there was no relationship to end” you say, locking your phone. You have noticed that Carol has been avoiding you, which is pretty idiotic, considering a lot of the trauma cases that come your way are ortho related.

That would also explain why Kamala rambled so much every time you requested a consult, so you made a note to speak to Carol about it.

“So…” Darcy ponders, and you wish she’d just drop it. She snaps her fingers. “The hot mom!”

“Her name is Wanda, and we are just talking” you refuse to look at her, knowing she can smell the bullshit from miles away.

“Something tells me talking wasn’t the only thing you did with your mouths” she insists, pulling on your sleeve.

“Fine! We kissed and it was awesome! Happy, you little pestering gnome?”

“Yes, lesbian whore. Congrats on securing a ticket to MILF paradise”

“Fuck you”

“Doctor Y/L/N” Kamala enters the room as you give Darcy the middle finger. “I can come back! Sorry!”

“Look what you’ve done” you mumble as Darcy cackles. The joy doesn’t last long, as you steal her chips. She’s too distracted making fun of you to notice.

“Hey, not fair”

You close the door and go after the resident.

“Hey, Kamala”

“Oh, hi. Doctor Danvers asked me to show you some X-Rays”

“Tell Doctor Danvers to show me herself. Or better yet, I will go directly to her. Where can I find her, Doctor Kahn?”

“Uh… I…”

“Never mind, I’ll ask Maria” you turn to leave and Kamala screeches in horror.

“OR 2. She’s in OR 2. Please don’t do it, my Baba will never forgive me if I get kicked out of the program” the young doctor clings to your arm.

“Kamala. Get it together. It’s gonna be fine. If Carol gets mad, you can be in my service for a week” you promise and she barely stops hyperventilating.

By the time you reach the OR, Carol is done with her surgery. She stops in her tracks when your eyes meet.

“Doctor Danvers, a word?” you ask, trying to sound professional.

“Of course” she nods. Leading you to an empty scrub room, Carol opens the door for you, fidgeting. “What’s up?”

“Stop making everything so awkward. I’m not mad at you. Kamala is about to have a stress induced stroke from all the consults you send her to avoid me”

“You’re really not mad?” Carol says.

“No! I never expected anything else from you. We didn’t talk about it but I always knew what your true feelings were”

“I’m sorry”

“Don’t be, honestly. Just, stop acting like you left me at the altar or some weird shit. We’re colleagues and friends”

“That makes me happy. I didn’t want to stop talking to you” she relaxes. “Though I have to be honest, I told Maria what happened between us”

“Is she mad?”

“Only a bit and just to me. I’ll manage to turn it around” the blonde smiles, a dreamy look on her eyes.

“If it helps, tell her I have a date on Thursday” you say, leaving the room, Carol right behind you.

“Oh, let me guess. The hot mom?” she jokes.

“Her name is Wanda!” you repeat.

“Well, let me know how the date goes?” Carol pats your shoulder, and you nod.

“Will do. Now page your resident and tell her we’re all set before she gets admitted to the Psych ward”

—

The footsteps approaching on the other side make your heart jump. You wonder if the flowers are too much, but when Wanda sees them, her face lights up and you know it was the right thing to do.

“Come on in” Wanda says, taking the flowers and then standing on her toes to kiss your cheek. “The boys are in the living room”

“Want some help with the food?”

“No, I’m almost done. It will be more helpful if you entertain the twins for a little” she says, pulling the flowers close to her chest.

“Alright, then” you’re about to kiss her when the boys walk in. They’re so excited to see you that they don’t notice how close you are to their mother.

“Y/N” Billy says, running towards you.

“Hey, kiddos” you pick them up, carrying them over your shoulder and they giggle. “Come on, there’s a new game I wanna show you”

You take your time to set everything up, explaining a bit about the game. They giggle as Crash jumps and turns in the sand of the first level, and you finish it all, including the tricky jump at the end.

“Who wants to go next?”

“Me” Tommy says, sitting next to you. They are both focused on the game, so you take advantage of the distraction to go see Wanda.

Sliding into the kitchen, you grab her by the waist.

“You scared me” she laughs, allowing you to press against her back, kissing her temple. “What’s going on?”

“I have approximately fifty seconds before they ask for my help so I’m making sure they count” you turn her around and lean forward, capturing her lips and sighing against her mouth. “You look very pretty”

“Thank you”

“You smell really nice” you add, kissing her again, making Wanda laugh. “And I really, really, like kissing you”

Wanda smiles at that, her hand caressing your cheek.

“Y/N!” the boys chant in unison.

“Like clockwork” you mutter, kissing Wanda’s forehead as you go back to the living room.

You spend a few more minutes playing with the kids, until Wanda calls everyone for dinner.

“How’s the arm, kiddo?” you say, sitting next to Billy with Tommy and Wanda in front of you. As you take a bite of the chicken, you notice a funny flavor. “Is this brocc…”

Wanda widens her eyes and kicks you under the table.

“Ouch”

“You ok?” Tommy asks, none the wiser.

“Yeah, I just bit my tongue” you lie, Wanda taking a sip of her water to hide her laugh.

“Kids, eat” she encourages them, and you get the hint. The flavor of the broccoli is hidden with the cheese, so you smile and continue to eat, enjoying every single bite.

“I’m on cleaning duty” you say as soon as everyone finishes, taking the dishes and cleaning the table.

Billy and Tommy run to the living room to continue playing, and as you get ready to wash the dishes, Wanda leans forward and kisses your cheek.

“It’s nice to have you here”

“You have an odd way of showing it, Miss Maximoff” you joke, leaning against her touch.

“In my defense, it’s the only way to get them to eat their greens” she jokes and you lean forward, your lips inches away from hers. In that precise moment, the boys call for her.

“Behave” she warns the children, pulling away to see what the fuss is about.

“Have you thought about boarding schools?” you joke and she pinches your side. “Ah, kidding! I would miss them too much”

You load the dishwasher, clean the pots and put the rest of the food on some containers. By the time you’re done, the kids are getting ready to go to bed.

“Can you come over again tomorrow?”

“If your mom wants me to, sure. I can bring the food this time so she takes a break from cooking” you offer, smiling at Wanda.

“We’ll see about that, Y/N works hard enough as it is. Say goodbye to her, boys”

Tommy and Billy wave at you, already dragging their feet. You stay on the living room, and a few minutes later Wanda comes down.

“Hi” she plops down next to you and you smile.

“All good?”

“A bit tired, that’s all. Just ignore me, you’re the one that works all those crazy hours”

“Nah, it’s fine. I’m used to it by now” you shrug your shoulders.

“Would you like some wine?”

“Sure, I don’t have work tomorrow”

“How come?” Wanda asks when she returns, handing you a glass of red wine and sitting closer to you on the couch.

“Well, I have a really hot date coming up and I need to plan every detail”

“She sounds like a lucky girl” Wanda blushes, biting her lip.

“Oh, I’m the lucky one” you say, placing both of your glasses on the coffee table. “She’s smart, funny, has legs for days, cooks amazing food…”

“Stop” she laughs, and you shake your head no. Wanda is still laughing when you connect your lips with hers, a sigh leaving her mouth when you lift her and place her on your lap, her legs straddling you.

“Is this ok?”

“Yeah” she nods, leaning her forehead against yours. “More than ok. As a matter of fact, I remember reading that kissing is good for your health”

“It’s so good” you say, your lips traveling to her jaw, behind her ear, down her neck. “I’d say do it as often as possible”

“Doctor’s orders?” Wanda jokes, her voice faltering as you come back to her mouth, your tongue swiping across her bottom lip.

“Doctor’s orders”

—

The plan is coming along. You have the tickets for the exhibit and the next thing on the list should be the dinner reservation. Your pager beeps the minute you call the restaurant.

911.

“Shit”

You sprint to the car, knowing no one would call you outside of work if it wasn’t serious.

“What’s wrong?” you walk to the ER, looking around.

“What on Earth is this?” Tony Stark, neurosurgeon and professional asshole gets in your face the minute you get there.

“I don’t know, I’ve been off work since yesterday, Stark” you take the chart, reading all the information until you get to the signature. The writing got progressively worse, until it was just senseless lines.

“This person was clearly having a stroke, and the staff didn’t notice. I have to scrub in and see if I can save his life”

“And you’re wasting time arguing with me” you roll your eyes, pushing the chart to his chest and walking to the OR.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

“To scrub in. If you want to blame me, that’s fine. I’m staying by this patient’s side until he pulls through”

“If he pulls through” Stark says angrily and you ignore him.

Before scrubbing in, you check your phone.

Wanda: Is everything ok? I saw you leaving in a hurry.

“By all means, take your time” Stark says, glaring as he walks by you.

You spend the entire surgery in his OR, standing still and doing everything he asks. He’s a rude, pretentious cunt, but if anyone can work a miracle, it’s him, so you suck it up and take every snide comment with a blank stare.

After hours working, Tony sighs, nodding at his work.

“Close him, Parker,” he asks his resident. You stand watching the young man’s work, until the surgeon asks you to come with him.

“I’m sorry” he blurts out the minute you step out. “This wasn’t your patient, nor your responsibility. And I made it seem like it was”

“It’s still not right. If I had been here, I would have noticed”

“I know. Your work is impeccable” he acknowledges and you nod. Even if he’s an ass, this is the hospital his father built, and he’s a genius with years ahead of you in experience.

“Will he be alright?”

“There’s a good chance he’ll pull through. Let’s be cautiously optimistic. I’ll let Parker explain everything to the family. Sorry for interrupting your days off”

“Not a problem”

“It’s the first time you’ve taken PTO in 3 years. Fury’s gonna have my head for making you come” Tony says, laughing.

The patient is moved to the ICU, but you’re still not comfortable leaving, so you go back to the on-call room, sitting in a bed to gather your thoughts. Yelling in the hallway makes you stand up, watching as Parker tries to speak to a man and his wife.

“You discharged him, said he was fine” the man yells, pointing at Peter’s face.

“Sir, I can assure you, we’re doing our best to make sure your son…”

“We wanna see him now” the man takes Peter by his coat, almost lifting him off the ground. The young man stutters, not knowing how to deescalate the situation.

“Hey, that’s enough” you step in, not realizing the man is about to throw a punch until you make him drop Peter, his elbow connecting with your cheek.

“Crap, Doctor Y/L/N, are you ok?” Peter says, rushing to your side.

“Yeah, fine”

Fucking fantastic.

“Sir, I’m going to ask you to wait in the foyer, or I’ll call security” Carol steps in, glaring at the man. She waits until he’s gone, muttering an apology your way. “You ok?”

“Mhm, great”

“I thought you had a few days off”

“Yeah, me too”

“Come on, let’s have a look at that punch” Carol says, dragging you to one of the exam rooms. You sigh, trying to keep your eye closed. “No stitches needed”

“Great” you mumble, pulling out your phone. There’s like five messages from Wanda but before you can answer, she calls you.

“Hey”

“Hey, are you ok? You had me worried”

“Yeah, there was a thing at the hospital and I… ouch! Carol, a little warning?” you hiss as the blonde pours some disinfectant on the bruised skin.

“Oh, I didn’t know you were busy” Wanda says, her demeanor changing. “I’m sorry, I’ll leave you alone”

“Wait, Wanda!” you say but it’s too late, the call cut off. “God, could this day get any worse? I have to go”

“Want me to drive you there?” Carol says with a smile and you roll your eyes.

“Yeah. That will make Wanda so happy”

“Whipped” Carol jokes and you try to glare, but it hurts your eye.

Wanda barely put the kids to bed, when she hears a knock on the door. She’s prepared to give you an attitude but then sees your swollen cheek.

“Oh, my God, what happened to you, are you ok?” the brunette says, immediately forgetting she’s mad at you.

“It’s a long story. But that doesn’t matter. Listen, I know how it seems, I tell you I’m busy and when you call me I’m with Carol”

“I know you work together. It’s fine” Wanda lies.

“No, it’s not, come on”

“Ok, just come in and explain everything while I get you some ice, ok?”

“Thanks” you mutter, sitting at the kitchen counter. You fidget with your hands, not looking up until Wanda comes closer, her eyes soft as she moves the hair out of your face.

“Cold” she warns, placing a compress against your skin. You sigh with relief, holding her hand close.

“I’m sorry. I was called in to fix something I didn’t break”

“Don’t apologize for doing your job, Y/N” she says in a soft voice. “Is everyone ok? Is that how you got hurt?”

“Everyone’s ok. The parents were just pissed and I tried to break the fight”

“Does it hurt?” Wanda pulls the compress and examines the skin. It’s a little bruised, but not too swollen.

“It will later” you sigh.

“Anything I can do to help?”

“You can kiss it better”

“Is that what Carol was doing earlier?” Wanda tilts her head, a dangerous look in her eyes that sends shivers down your spine.

“Oh, come on! Not fair!”

“I’m kidding” she says, finally kissing you softly. You close your eyes, relaxing for the first time in 12 hours. “I’m sorry for giving you a hard time, you were saving lives”

“What you feel is valid. Don’t apologize for it, ok? I’ll always listen to you, I promise” you kiss her hand, smiling when she blushes. “We’re still up for our date, right?”

“We can reschedule, you must be exhausted”

“Not a chance” you say, pulling her closer again. “I’ve been waiting too long for this”

“Well, alright. If you insist” she pecks your lips and you nod.

“I do”

“I have an… odd request” she says, avoiding your eyes.

“I won’t kink shame you, I promise”

“Can you be serious for just a second?” Wanda laughs, taking your hand. You make a motion to keep quiet, and let her speak. “Can you… pick me up around the block?”

“I can. But why am I doing it?”

“First of all, if the kids see you, they’ll want to tag along. And also… I’m not trying to be pessimistic here, I just want to protect them. It’s been the three of us since they were born and I’ve never even dated anyone, let alone someone they know” she takes a deep breath, hoping you won’t get upset.

“Billy and Tommy come first, always” you nod. “I agree to the new rule, or I can wear glasses and a fake mustache”

“Nope” she shakes her head, covering your mouth with her hand.

“A bald cap then” you mumble against her palm.

She figures the only way to make it stop is by kissing you and she leans forward, her lips against yours. You smile dreamily as she pulls apart.

“Now. Would you like some dinner?” Wanda offers, and you almost drop to your knees.

“God, you’re so fucking perfect, Wanda Maximoff”

The way she blushes and giggles makes up for all the shitty things that happened in the past hours.

—

“There’s food and snacks, a list of phone numbers on the fridge in case of an emergency”

“Yes, Mrs. Maximoff,” Morgan says, following the woman around the house. It’s her first time babysitting the twins, but Wanda has known the girl since she started giving her private art lessons and trusts her.

“Boys, I’m leaving” Wanda calls, the kids standing up from the table to hug their mom goodbye. “Be good to Morgan, ok?”

“Where are you going?” Tommy asks.

“A work thing” she lies, feeling terrible about hiding the truth from the twins. But still, she knows it’s for the best to keep this private.

She waves goodbye one last time and walks past the house, noticing your car is no longer in the driveway. Her heart beats fast at the expectation of an evening together.

“Hey, gorgeous” you greet, leaning against the passenger door. “You look absolutely stunning”

You admire how amazing she looks in a pair of jeans, a white tee and a long sleeve sweater.

“So do you” she kisses you, smiling as you open the door to the car.

“Thanks, the purple eye gives my look a nice touch” you say as you begin the drive.

“Are you gonna tell me where we are going?”

“You’ll find out soon enough” you say, hoping she likes the surprise. “First stop” you announce, opening the car door for Wanda and looking at the building in front of you.

“Artechouse. Oh, I’ve heard about this” Wanda nods, intrigued.

“I did too, but never made the time to go. Come on” you lead her to the entrance, showing your tickets. “There’s a small bar if you wanna have a drink before we go in”

“Let’s go in now” she says, looking everywhere.

You think it’s a good sign that she’s so interested in the exhibit, so you lead her to the start, both of you gasping as you enter a room that is projecting videos of flowers from floor to ceiling. Wanda’s hand searches yours in the dark, and you smile shyly as she holds it, walking around the room.

The intimacy of the place allows you to come closer, sharing everything you see in a low voice and enjoying the show.

“Check this out” you say, lifting your arm, the animation following your movements. Wanda lets out a laugh, doing the same.

Each room enchants Wanda even more, the next installation featuring plants that react to the touch with light and sound. Your favorite by far is the tree that reacts differently if you’re holding hands or hugging. As you walk up to it, Wanda is still holding your hand and you both look at the screen. Well, she’s looking at the projection and you’re looking at her, thinking how beautiful she is.

Taking a step forward, your arms go around her waist and you smile, admiring how the images change.

“It’s beautiful” Wanda whispers, turning to you. “You’re not looking”

“I have the best view right in front of me” you smile, happy when she kisses you softly.

Wanda takes her time examining everything and once she’s done, you walk to the exit.

“That was amazing. I forgot how much I enjoy these things. Thank you, Y/N”

“Glad you liked it”

“Best first date I’ve had,” she smiles.

“Oh, this is only the first part. You don’t really think I’d forget about the food, right?”

“Where are we going?”

“Well, there’s a very fancy option but I don’t feel like going with this thing on my face” you point at the bruise, annoyed. “If you’re feeling adventurous we could try something different?”

“You look perfectly fine, darling” she kisses your cheek. “But I’m up for an adventure, so lead the way”

“Awesome” you hold her hand, walking down the street and away from the museum. This is your favorite part of town, close to the pier and the little shops that are open until late.

You walk down the promenade, showing Wanda some of the places you love. There’s a small gallery, a cafe, and other shops.

“We’re here” you announce, pointing excitedly at the kebab shop. “This is fine, right? We can still go to the fancy place if you like”

“Sorry this place isn’t fancy enough for you, Majesty” the owner pops out of nowhere, scaring you.

“Samir! That’s not what I meant. You know I love your food”

“Mhm” he glares, but then smiles at Wanda. “What can I get for you, angel?”

“Well, what’s good here?” Wanda wonders, not as familiar with the dishes. “Maybe a shawarma”

“How about a kebab box, fries to share and a doner” you suggest, “And her shawarma, of course”

“That’s a lot of food” she protests and you shrug your shoulders.

“I’m always eating leftovers before I leave for work so it’s fine, babe”

“Oh, well” she wants to scold you about your eating habits, but the pet name makes her dizzy.

You pay and lead them to a small table outside, unaware of Wanda’s flustered state. You hand over a soda and open your can, taking a sip.

“We can go to other art shows whenever you want, you know? Even if I don’t understand anything, I do enjoy watching you” you smile, laughing as Wanda’s cheeks go red at the comment.

“I did enjoy it, thank you. You come here often?”

“I do, I love the food here. Samir noticed I came late because of my shifts and he always saved me some food. Nice fella” you turn to make sure he’s not listening. “But I promise I’ll take you to dinner to that other place when I don’t look like a raccoon”

“You don’t have to”

“I kinda want to see you in a dress, all fancy like that time you left for another date” you smile at the memory of how beautiful she looked.

Wanda’s heart bursts with the way you look at her, complete adoration in your eyes. She’s almost left speechless, but her phone saves her.

“It’s my brother” she apologizes, taking the call. “Hi, Pietro. No, I’m not with them. Because, I’m out. Of course with a babysitter, stupid” she rolls her eyes, and then switches to a language that you don’t understand, but sounds like Russian. You look at her in awe, until Samir calls for you to get the food. By the time you’re back at the table, Wanda already hung up.

“Sorry about that”

“No, don’t worry. I guess I never asked, but are you Russian?”

“Sokovian” she corrects. “We moved to the States when Pietro and I were ten”

“Wow. I never… you don’t even have an accent”

“It slips up from time to time, especially if I’m angry or… flustered” Wanda says, and you almost choke on the food, thinking of all the ways you could make it come out.

“Oh, well” you clear your throat. “Is your brother ok?”

“Yeah, he wanted to ask the boys something about video games that I don’t understand. I’m sure you would”

“I don’t know, my knowledge is limited to things that existed when I was a kid. How’s the food?”

“Amazing. Wow” Wanda says, pleased with the flavor of the meat and how it compliments the rice and dips.

“See? We’re good enough for a first date” Samir shouts from the kitchen.

“Stop listening to our conversation” you shout back and he grumbles. Wanda smiles, thinking of something she’s wanted to ask for a while now.

“Do you ever visit your family?”

“No, not really” you shake your head. “I pretty much left for college and never returned. Except this one Christmas, where I was feeling kind of lonely and tired. I just wanted to be home, but everything was so different, my half siblings were just too much to handle for anyone… and I didn’t even know what to do, no one bought me a present because I was never around and they just thought I’d be gone like last year”

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have asked…”

“It’s fine” you shrug your shoulders. “I know it’s weird, but I like my life, you know? My colleagues are great, I’m doing what I love… and if I hadn’t moved here, I wouldn’t have met you”

“Yeah, that’s true. It’s their loss” Wanda smiles, kissing you. You smile against her lips. “You can always spend the holidays with us, you know? I mean, it’s too soon to talk about it, I’m just saying”

“That would be nice” you interrupt her rambling. “Now, I have something very important to ask. Out of all the neighbors, which one is the most annoying and why?”

“Well, I’d say it’s… Agatha”

“Harkness! Yes! I knew you disliked her too”

Wanda laughs and you keep the conversation going. By the time you’re done, you pay and leave a big tip for Samir, who gives you a hug as you leave the store.

“I’m so full” Wanda says, patting her stomach.

“I know. Oh, you want ice cream?” you say, remembering the gelato store that is a few shops ahead.

“You just said you were full!”

“It’s ice cream, come on” you take her hand, and pay for two cones. Wanda orders strawberry while you opt for chocolate.

“How is it?” you ask as you walk down the pier, enjoying the view.

“Amazing, have some” she offers the cone, but you kiss her instead. “That’s not what I meant” Wanda laughs against your lips.

“Well, it tastes amazing to me” you say, leaning forward and chasing after her soft lips, the flavor lingering as you deepen the kiss. Wanda sighs against your mouth, pulling you closer until your hand goes down her waist. “Best ice cream I’ve ever had”

“Yeah” Wanda nods, her eyes closed. You peck her lips one last time, and continue your walk, still talking about everything you can think of, enjoying each other’s company.

When she checks the time more than once you get the hint, ready to go home.

“I’m sorry, I’m just being annoying, we can stay longer”

“It’s ok, I know you like to be home early. Come on, we can drink wine or I’ll let you go to bed”

You rest your hand on Wanda’s leg for the entire ride home, unaware that your touch is making the woman restless. When you’re close to your house, you stop exactly where you picked Wanda up.

“I can just park at home, right? The boys are probably asleep”

“Yeah” Wanda nods, flustered. You’re about to ask what’s wrong when she moves forward, pulling you down for a rough kiss that takes your breath away. It’s a bit messy and desperate, and you ignore the strain of your seatbelt as Wanda pulls you closer to her, sighing against your mouth.

“You can’t park here!” an annoying person knocks on your window and you both break apart. “Oh, my! Wanda? Doctor Y/L/N?”

Damn it, it’s Agatha Harkness. Your nosy, annoying neighbor. Rolling down the window and smoothing your clothes, you smile at her.

“Hey, Miss Harkness. Sorry, I’ll move right now”

“No, don’t worry” she gives you a sly smile. “Have a good night, you two love birds”

“Night, Agatha” Wanda says and you turn on the car, finally parking in your driveway.

“That was fun” you comment, opening the door for Wanda and crossing the street to walk her home.

“Yeah, just our luck” Wanda laughs, taking your hand. “Wanna come in? Or do you have to work tomorrow?”

“Not until Saturday. Come on” you let her lead you to her house, opening the door as quietly as possible. Wanda sees Morgan at the kitchen table, doing her homework.

“How did everything go?”

“Great, they went to sleep an hour ago”

“Morgan Stark?” you greet, closing the door behind you.

“You two know each other?” Wanda says.

“Yeah, my parents work at the hospital with Doctor Y/L/N” Morgan says, waving at you. “Nice to see you”

“Did you drive here? Or want me to take you home?”

“It’s fine, I drove here” she says, and you hand over some money before Wanda can pay her.

“Drive safely, ok? Don’t want your dad giving me crap on the next meeting”

“Will do. Good night, Miss Maximoff”

“Night, Morgan”

“You didn’t have to pay for that too” Wanda says, kissing you. “But thank you”

“Anytime. How do you know Morgan?” you nod when she offers you a glass of wine and you walk to the living room with her.

“I’m giving her private art lessons. She’s really good. Had no idea her parents were doctors”

“Not just any doctors, baby” you say, taking a sip. “Tony’s father built the hospital we work in. And he’s done some amazing research in neurosurgery. Pepper is also one of the best plastic surgeons in the world”

“Wow, Morgan is so sweet and down to Earth”

“She gets that from her mom, Tony can be an ass” you mutter and Wanda laughs. “So, did I secure a second date?”

“A third one as well. But only if I can pay for the next one”

“Nu-uh. I’m spoiling you, baby” you say, your hand going to her leg. You notice how Wanda’s cheeks turn red, and you’re not sure if it’s the nickname or the contact. “Come here”

You take her glass of wine, approaching her slowly and kissing her. It’s tender at first, but then your hands travel to her lower back, and Wanda moans against your mouth. You deepen the kiss, sighing when she pushes you on your back, climbing on top of you.

Wanda kisses down your neck, biting slightly. The sudden nip makes your hips jolt forward, and she has to hold back another moan.

“I don’t know how you do it” she says, shivering when your hands travel down and cup her ass through her jeans.

“Do what, baby?”

“Drive me crazy with just one touch”

“Let me take care of you” you ask, kissing her, your hands going all the way to the front of her pants.

“Mom?”

“Shit” she mutters, both of her hands covering your mouth. “What is it, sweetheart?”

“I’m thirsty,” Tommy says.

“Alright, don’t come down, I’ll be right there, ok?” she says, hoping the boy hasn’t noticed anything strange. But he’s too sleepy so he just agrees and returns to his room. “I’m sorry”

She removes her hands from your mouth, helping you up.

“It’s fine, I enjoy the choking but just give me a heads up”

“Stop” she says, blushing. “I’ll be right back. Unless, you want to go? I’m sorry”

“I can stay” you nod, smiling at her disheveled state.

“Alright, I’ll be back” Wanda promises, pecking your lips.

You sit up, fixing your hair and taking a sip of the wine to calm down.

“Everything ok?” you say as Wanda comes down. She nods, smiling and sitting next to you.

“Yeah, I just didn’t think they’d be up. Maybe… we could wait a bit? When I’m not worried about the boys walking in on anything”

“Of course. Come here” you open your arms, and she settles, leaning her head against your shoulder. You kiss her temple. “Wanna watch some tv?”

“What about a sitcom? I love watching those”

“Like Friends?”

“Like Bewitched or… The Dick Van Dyke show” she says and you laugh, completely caught off guard by the suggestion.

“You’re fascinating, Wanda Maximoff” you say, handing over the remote, ready to watch whatever she wants.

#wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff x you #wanda maximoff x y/n

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blusthings · 6 months ago

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Allow me to yap about deck9, new games and shipping.

I'd like to comment on the whole Pricefield break up in Deck9's LIS DE game. Life is Strange is the game that indirectly contributed to me coming out. I cannot tell you how huge and dramatic of an impact this game had on me, the first game will forever hold a special place in my heart.

The center of why I was so attached to the game was Pricefield, specifically Chloe. I saw some of my characteristics in her, I was often left behind by my friends, I forgive very easily and I love so fast and so fierce it might scare some people off.

The dedication that chloe and Max had especially towards the end of the game was unique.

Now I know that some critics out there will point out just how fucking toxic Chloe was (being possessive, jealous, pushing Max to do bad things etc). And I should know, I had an ex-friend who was possessive and jealous so I understand where they're coming from. But that just adds more depth to Chloe's character. She's fucked up, she's a mess... And yet...

She does this. She still loves, has the capability to love after all that's happened. Plus also yeah everyone loves the blue haired punk lesbian.

But come on, the last scene where we had to choose Bay or Bae was... phenomenal. I cried so fucking hard after the Bae ending. I cried just as hard when I saw the LIS2 pricefield picture because it gave me closure. I grew attached to this couple (and chloe specifically) because of the qualities I see in me mirrored in her.

So it came as a shock to me when Deck9 said "mm fuck that" and just threw my Bae choice to trash. The duo separates. And honestly? I can live with that. I could respect that choice. This isn't a shipping war (unlike what some in the fandom might insist) this is simply another Joel Death and TLOU2 dilemma.

But to shit on Chloe? To reduce her to THIS

I couldn't believe what I read. It made me so upset that not only do they break up a duo I absolutely admire, but they also villian-ify Chloe in a way that just isn't true to her character.

Some would say "why should your opinion matter?" And to that I'd reply "It should, I am only one in the thousands of voices who belong to players that absolutely cherished LIS for ages." If our voices don't count, why even bother making a game for us to play?

I've seen people refunding. Other chose to buy the game and see how it all pans out. I can respect that. But to those who are actively harassing the studio employees??? Please grow up. Shitty game or not, in the end it's just that: a game. Sure, a game that we adore. But it ain't a cult bro. You can't harass people for just doing their jobs.

My solution? Ignorance is bliss, if you'd like to ship Pricefield fucking GO for it. I will personally reject the Deck9's mess, and keep drawing and enjoying the ship closest to my heart.

#pricefield #life is strange #lis double exposure #max caulfield #chloe price #lou rambles #comic #game #deck9

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bioblsm · 2 years ago

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ASKING FOR A KISS

✮ ꒰warnings꒱. N/A

✮ characters. kafka, serval, gepard, sampo, dan heng (il), jing yuan, blade, luka

☆彡 notes. im having hsr brainrot （╹◡╹）i got himeko on 33 pity..my kafka finally has her gf <3 thank you imbibitor lunae ur my fave lesbian protector d(^_^o) (it’s why i also pulled for him teehee)

KAFKA ⛧ 卡芙卡

“kafkaaaa~”

“yes, darlin’?”

“can i have a kiss, please?” you gaze at her with a sickeningly sweet smile which makes her chuckle and ruffle your hair lovingly.

“hmm, why do you want one?” kafka lifts your chin up with her forefinger and leans in teasingly close to your face, tilting it slightly to the left. your lips part expectantly at the same time she does and for a moment there’s nothing, no sound but your breathing. she pulls back a fraction more and rests a hand on your cheek, brushing her thumb gently over your soft skin.

you can feel your heart thumping against your chest and your hands begin to shake slightly. you think you could die, right here, right now, but instead you bite your tongue and try not to give into temptation. you cough awkwardly and avert your gaze to everywhere but her eyes, “uhm…just… because?”

kafka can’t help but chuckle and grin, leaning in to gently kiss you. she smells like leather and mint and yet ironically tastes sweet like berries. “you’re going to have to work for another one, alright~?”

SERVAL ⛧ 希露瓦

serval had asked you to come help her with the workshop, apparently she works better when she has you with her (despite her getting much less work done because she keeps staring at you). she’s cleaning some sort of mechanism before you trot your away over to tap on her shoulder.

“hm?” she turns her head to look at you, “what’s wrong, hun?”

“can i have a kiss?” you tilt your head and smile which just makes her heart skip a beat as she straightens up.

“of course!” serval brushes her hand over your cheek and pulls you in close, you can nearly make out the sweet taste of her chapstick as her lips mould with yours.

serval breaks the kiss after a while with a soft hum, “you never have to ask for a kiss, just come give me one.” she chuckles and ruffled your hair playfully before returning to her work.

GEPARD ⛧ 杰帕德

“geparddd, i want a kiss.” you whine as you lean onto him with a pout. patrolling belobog clearly doesn’t entail “ignoring your partner” now does it!

gepard sighs in some sort of defeat to gaze at you for a brief moment, “my love, please, i’m on duty…” he pinches your cheek in frustration at his own work, as much as he wants to kiss you, there’s just that nagging voice in his head telling him to not get distracted.

and well, that voice can’t be blamed since when gepard does give into your childish pleas he tends to…lose himself? it’s like he suddenly switches off and malfunctions for a good moment and ends up indulging you perhaps more than a good solider should.

“pleaseee, just a kiss on the cheek will do…” you pout teasingly and he can’t help but let out another deep sigh as he leans in to kiss your cheek. perfect. before his lips manage to touch your cheek you tilt your head so they incidentally land onto your lips instead.

gepard pulls back swiftly and looks at you with a stern but playful expression, “you…are such a little troublemaker.”

SAMPO KOSKI ⛧ 桑博

curse this man’s silver tongue and that wink of his. with just a few smooth words and actions he managed to embarrass you in front of the entire astral express. luckily, none of them noticed just how much that man’s words affect you as you had your back turned to them but still…

now you’re just standing there in front of a kneeling sampo who’s pleading for your forgiveness in the most shameful way possible. how is he still managing to stir up all these butterflies in your tummy while looking so pathetic…?

“pleaseee honey~ i’ll do anything to apologise!” anything? you repeat in your head before smiling subtly and glaring at him, which just makes him shiver as he stares at you with a clueless toothy smile. you lean in close to his ear with a frustrated expression, one which betrays the words that escape your lips, “give me a kiss and i’ll forgive you.”

you swear you’ve never seen him jump up and hold you so quickly. his hands immediately found hold of your waist to pull you in for a sweet yet rather sloppy kiss. god he’s such a loser for you.

DAN HENG (IL) ⛧ 丹恒「饮月君」

“hey, dan heng, can i have a kiss? (^_^)” you whisper to him.

dan heng appreciates that no matter if he’s himself or imbibitor lunae, you treat him all the same; not out of some sort of disrespect but because you truly just view him as someone who you love and cherish, but, he couldn’t help but laugh at your slight obliviousness to the situation.

he was having a rather serious discussion with the astral express crew about his circumstances, it was lighthearted sure, given the fact no-one viewed him as anything more or less than himself so the topic wasn’t as hard to chew, but it was still a rather awkward conversation to have. he glances over at you for a brief moment and lands a gentle peck on your lips before continuing the somewhat amusing interrogation with march 7th.

no matter what, your needs will be his top priority, especially if they’re as cute as this one （╹◡╹).

JING YUAN ⛧ 景元

“you don’t have to ask.” jing yuan’s voice echoes in your ears as you stand there confused, tilting your head at him with a slight pout.

“what do you mean?” you continue to stare at him which just makes him chuckle at your harmless obliviousness.

“i see you gazing at my lips frequently, you want a kiss don’t you?” such small details don’t ever go unnoticed by your beloved. you awkwardly nod your head and avert your gaze.

he laughs and looks at you, placing his fingers under your chin to tilt your head upwards so that you’re looking right into his eyes. you can feel your breath hitch as jing yuan’s lips touch your own before you slowly relax in his gentle touch. it was a warm and sweet sensation of lips pressed against yours, he didn’t push for more than what is comfortable. this made your heart flutter as jing yuan pulled away, leaving only his thumb on the side of your face, stroking gently, making your eyes flutter open in bliss.

you stare at him with bashful eyes, his hand still caressing your cheek. you laugh at his eagerness when his thumb brushes across your bottom lip before he leans forward again for another kiss. this time his other hand rests securely at the curve of your waist, his grip loose enough that if you wanted to escape you could easily do so. but instead, you let out a soft hum of contentment as his lips press against your own.

BLADE ⛧ 刃

“can i have a kiss?”

“why?”

“because i want one..?”

blade remains quiet as his eyes scan you up and down almost eerily. watching blade examine you like this just makes you wonder what goes on in his head. blade wouldn’t say he flinches at your affections, your sweet and gentle touches or caresses do make his heart jump in his ribcage, but it never shows on his face.

to be quite frank, you couldn’t tell if he was internally ridiculing you or waiting for you to take the initiative.

“sorry, i thought you were going to...it doesn’t matter. come here.” well that answered your question. you can’t help but quietly giggle at his, ironically, wholesome dumbassery. wrapping your arms around his neck lovingly to pull him down towards you, you finally get the smooch you asked for~

LUKA ⛧ 卢卡

“can i kiss you?”

“can you give me—“

oh.

luka’s eyes widen before he begins laughing till his stomach hurts, both from the humorous aspect of the situation and the butterflies invading his tummy. you laugh along with him, shaking your head and rolling your eyes.

“am i going to get my kiss or are you going to laugh yourself to the next week?” he calms down slightly and captures you in a hug, swinging you gently from side to side affectionately.

“sorry! it’s just…quite cute how in sync we are. c’mere.” holding your face with his hands he began planting kisses across your cheeks before his lips finally settled on yours. you could feel yourself grin through the kiss before luka pulled alway and pecked your cheek quickly. “as much as i wanna stay here and keep kissing you, i have a match at the robot settlement so byebye love you!” he ushers away just as fast as he kissed you.

wait.

…

robot settlement?

well, that was definitely a “kiss goodbye” alright…better get natasha on speed dial.

#my tummy hurtz….i’m so brave #hsr x reader #kafka x reader #serval x reader #gepard x reader #sampo x reader #dan heng x reader #il x reader #dan heng il #jing yuan x reader #blade x reader #luka x reader #hsr x you #hsr x gn reader

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creatingblackcharacters · 2 months ago

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100% real genuine question:

Should relationships be different in fiction with Black characters? I have always heard to treat characters as people first and then whatever (race, sexuality, gender, disability, etc etc) second.

But reading that post about antiblackness in fandom one of the quotes said that the relationships were written as if they were white, which confused me.

Is it just saying that there were some moments that seemed inaccurate or racist because one of the characters was Black (like running fingers through hair, to name a minor one) or is there more?

Is it about how it reads to us because of the racist history irl?

I have several original stories containing Black characters and I've always tried to go out of my way to make them feel fully fleshed out and if I'm even slightly worried about one character feeling stereotypical, I try to fix it (and sometimes just add more characters that defy that stereotype. Like, one of my characters is a Black woman and as I developed her I decided she was a lesbian and leaned butch. After that I added feminine Black women, including lesbians, as well as nonBlack butches because I know the masculinization of Black people is a huge issue. Even though, this character is literally the only "masculine" Black woman, but not the first Black woman, I had written at the time, lol. )

I am probably overthinking and overexplaining. But now I am rethinking all of the relationships I have in my stories with Black characters in them. Diversity is really important to me and I hate to imagine myself contributing to racist views of Black characters...

(forgive me if I come across as a Whining White Woman™ I'm autistic so I genuinely want to know if I'm doing it wrong)

Well, if you haven't read my syllabus, I would highly suggest doing so! Because I could not possibly tell you everything you've potentially done based off of this ask 😅 but you might find some things that will help you narrow your scope in your own stories, and better your writing for the future.

When we say things like "they were written like a white person", it usually means that it's clear within the story that the character's Blackness, and therefore how they and their actions would be perceived both within and outside of the story, were not considered by the author. It's clear that the character was written to be white- which is what most people consider as the default- and then just made "Black" to fill in a box. I can tell when a character's Blackness matters to their identity, versus when I'm just reading a story with someone's blorbo with a bucket of brown paint.

Do you have Black readers? Black peers? Have you ever had any feedback about those characters- do you think perhaps asking a Black beta reader or sensitivity reader might assuage your concerns? You could always put up your fics on your page and ask directly! Be open to that feedback, though.

#creatingblackcharacters #thatsjusttips

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a-confused-spoon · 4 months ago

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So about Caitvi...

I'm no one to judge whether or not caitvi is good representation. As far as I'm concerned, I'm happy if the lesbians watching the show are happy.

...you know what does piss me off though? A teeny tiny bit more than just "a little"?

Seeing some people defend the absence of a conversation between Caitlyn and Vi with "actions matter more than words".

Like...okay, first thing first, season 2 makes it pretty clear that's bullshit given how every other pairing previously at odds resolved things through the almighty power of talking things out: Vander wrote a letter to Silco and they became gay dads in the au, Ekko went through all possible combinations of words to convince Jinx not to blow herself up, and whatever the fuck Viktor and Jayce had going on in the finale... So yeah, crazy thing to say about this season;

Secondly, when we say "actions matter more than words", are we just not counting the verbal promise of not changing followed by abuse/ pain caused by the very much action of hitting a victim of police brutality who has utterly betrayed herself and her people for the sake of helping the same exact person who hit her because she pointed out "hey, maybe don't risk shooting a child"?

GRANTED this and most of what I'll say next is applicable to most of season 2 imo- we barely get to sit with the seriousness of a situation we just have to skip to the next one, so I wouldn't say it's a caitvi thing alone... nevertheless it's present there too, so back to the main conversation-

We know Caitlyn regrets it, but does she ever understand why it's so fucked up that she did that? Vi has a rush of emotions after realizing what Cait has done and is happy to stay with her, but once they... finish in that prison, does Vi really respect herself as an individual who has gone through some tough shit or is it a passive "fuck it we ball" attitude all the way to the finale where she wears once again the enforcer badge?

Caitlyn's personal character development (one that has to do with seemingly grief alone and nothing to do with classism and power dynamics which are a massive part of the problem both on a micro and macro level) shouldn't be something that "makes up" for what she did to Vi in episode 3, and because Vi's character was criminally neglected we never really get to see her actually give a shit about herself beyond, allegedly, her relationship with Cait- which is fucked, considering Vi always ever only sees herself in relation to others (Cait or Jinx for the most part) and never as a stand alone person.

That's why that conversation was pretty much needed here.

Aside from the fact that having a conversation with a partner isn't just saying "sorry", it's about being vulnerable, letting them know you see them, telling them where you stand, being just openly honest with one another etc. (aka is an integral part of the relationship itself), it also would've been an excellent way to let all the development they couldn't show for a lack of time still shine through dialogue.

No, it's not a "wanting things spelled out", it's a "they quite literally did that a bunch of times already in this very season, so they might as well do it for the main romance too since a conversation would also be fitting for the current situation"; examples might include that one scene with Silco and Ekko in episode 7 about forgiveness, or that one scene of Isha and Jinx where Jinx literally spells out "hey you remind me of Powder, meaning myself when I was younger, the younger self I thought I left behind-" (insert that one clip of Kronk from The Emperor's New Groove).

And before anyone puts words in my mouth, this isn't coming from a place of hate for either Caitlyn and Vi or Caitvi as a ship; engaging in criticism isn't hate for what's being critiqued, so please don't assume that some conversations don't come from a place of love for the show and the characters just because they don't openly praise every bit of what we got.

edit: ...tell you what, the more I think about it the more it seems that the issues I have with how this ship comes to be aren't even super specific to these characters and their relationship, but are actually the same exact things I don't love about the general writing of season 2 on a bigger scale (lack of commentary on class oppression, character arcs that feel unfinished or cut short, the theme of love and forgiveness ending up undermining the seriousness of some situations- I'm not complaining about the theme itself nor I'm saying it comes out of nowhere, I'm saying that probably due to the pacing/lack of time we can't sit with how fucked up some stuff is before getting to the point of "love > anything else"... which isn't a wrong sentiment, I'm just talking about the journey to get there)

#shout out to that one girl on tiktok who said #handling complex female characters ≠ we support women's rights and wrongs #caitvi #arcane #arcane critique #caitlyn kiramman #vi arcane #piltover's finest #queer representation #arcane season 2 #piltover and zaun

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moniibu · 2 months ago

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Hii, I like very much your work in Yandere Fem Bully/delicuent, Can we have a part four? I been thinking about a reader who is finally the partner of Fem bully and Fem Bully invites her to her house. Or maybe something clingy and fluff with reader trying to find a little peace and taking refuge in the school library, and simply Fem Bully going crazy looking under every stone for her beloved ❤️❤️❤️

Pleaseee come back to write WE MISS YOU

*✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY X FEM READER *:･ﾟ✧

this is a piece based on my previous works, which are on my page.

hi everyone! after a busy schedule and having my ass kicked by writers block, i am finally back! i appreciate all the love and support you all have given me for my work! it means a lot for me and after seeing this request made me realize why i loved writing so much in the first place.

this piece of work is more “fan-fiction-y” per se, meaning that i wrote a mini story rather than my normal work. there isn’t really a lot to watch for other than *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ being a desperate and needy yandere for reader.

word count: 6.8k, bordering on 6.9

it’s been a while since i’ve written anything, so i apologize for any mistakes or if my work is worse than what my other pieces are. this was pretty fun to write btw.

thank you anon for sending me a request! it means a lot to me that you love my work that much that much you want to see more!

reblogging/reposting is appreciated, but NOT expected. if you would like to see anything specific, requests ARE OPEN!

also, i plan on making a name for this character in the future since it was getting a little annoying spam copying *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ countless times.

remember, this is a LESBIAN post. MEN and MEN ALIGNED people DNI!

summary: you’ve been in a weird position with *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧. you’ve been distant, and she can tell. after admitting the reason why, she invites you to her house, intent on changing and making you close to her again.

i hope you all enjoy this work of *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ !

it was lunchtime, the cafeteria being packed and buzzing with students eagerly awaiting a meal, just like you. after a long day of quizzes and note taking from your teachers, there was nothing more you wanted than stuffing your face with a sub from the sub area of the lunch room.

you walked towards the line, the line of students reaching where the napkins and the silverware were in the middle of the lunch room. you were agitated at the fact that lunch began seven minutes ago, and the line had already increased in size as time went on. you let out a sigh of sadness before hearing your name being called out. you whip your head, seeing *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧.

“[NAME]!” *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ calls out, moving her arm in a motion for you to come over. you awkwardly walk over, cutting in line, not missing the mixture of stares and whispers from the other students as you walk up to one of the most hated people in school.

“hey baby. saved you a spot. i know you like the subs.” *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ flashes a smile, her eyes shimmering with want, almost as if she’s hoping you would praise her for her action.

“thanks” you mumble, looking towards the side, your feet scuffing the floor. sure, you might’ve made out with *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ three weeks ago, and weirdly enough became her girlfriend, but it didn’t stop the stomachache you got from being in her presence.

*✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧’s smile falters, immediately catching on. she thought she fixed the problem? she threw away her pride! she practically got on her knees and begged for you to forgive her! maybe her gifting you roses and a necklace wasn’t the best present, but she made sure you understood that she wanted to fix this! why was her baby going back to before?

you give the lunch lady your sub order before putting your pin in and grabbing your chocolate milk. as you wait for the lunch lady to prepare your sub, you sneak a glance at *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧, who looks deep in thought, glaring at the bell peppers.

“*✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧?” you call, tapping her arm. she looks at you in a daze. “you’ve been glaring at the food. hurry up so we can sit down” you tell her, grabbing your food and standing to the side.

*✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ does as you say, guiding you two to a table in the back corner of the cafeteria. you only saw one backpack, confusing you. “where are your friends?” you question. you’ve never sat alone at lunch with *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ before, and the thought of it made you a bit squeamish to say the least.

“not here.” *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ barks out. “busy either catching up with work or doing random shit. i don’t give a fuck.” she scoffs.

“besides, told them to scram since i had something to talk to you about.”

“about what?” you raise your eyebrow in both confusion and curiosity.

“you! you’ve been distant lately. you avoid my gaze and every time i try touching you, you look like I’m going to give you the plague! you’re fucking scared with your tail between your legs!” *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ roars. “like you’re gonna get killed just for being near me! it literally happened just now! and don’t you dare fucking lie to me either because we both know it’s true.”

*✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ huffs before calming down. she tries to make her tone softer and gentle, hoping that it would coax out the information she wanted from you. “i don’t know what thoughts are being put into your head, or what your shitty friends are whispering into your ears, but when i told you i wanted to fix my mistake and the way I’ve treated you, and i meant it. please let me in so i can fix it.” she pleads, giving you a look of desperation.

you finish chewing a bite of your sub, looking down at your feet. “i don’t know, okay?” you stumble out. “i know you’re trying to change, and trust me, i want this to work just as much as you do, but i just—”

“just what? fucking spit it out!” she barks.

“i said I don’t know!“ you holler, and before you know it, all the thoughts that you wanted to keep in, the feelings that you kept chained away start coming out. “you claim you’re changing yet we haven’t done anything! you don’t take me out, you don’t call me or text me after school, and you still act “hard” around me! what do you want me to think?”

*✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧’s face heats up with embarrassment. “well you’re my first, okay?! don’t know what i’m doing. i’m fucking trying.”

“i know you are.”

“i want you to talk to me. it’s like you hold it in but get mad that i don’t know exactly what you want.”

a smile dances on *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧’s face as she banters with you, the two of you going back and forth with “yes it is” and “no it isn’t”’s.

you open your mouth, ready to ask *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ something, but the sound of the bell screeches out, cutting your sentence off. you grab your backpack, unzipping it and grabbing a notebook. you rip out a sheet and grab a pen, scribbling your number.

you rip the piece from the paper and hand it to *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧. “what’s this?�� she asks.

“my number? so that we can fix the part of us interacting with each other when school ends. maybe you don’t text me cause you lost it.” you roll your eyes playfully.

“I have to get to class, bye *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧.” you smile, walking away, giving her a small wave before leaving her in the cafeteria by herself.

*✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ smiles before pulling out her phone. she puts your number in her phone with urgency, like the paper would disappear if she didn’t do it right then and there.

as *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ walks to class, she looks down at her screen, wondering what to text you. she doesn’t want to sound desperate, but doesn’t want you to end up losing interest with her. that’s the last thing she wants!

to: baby

it’s me. save my number if you haven’t.

trying to do this whole “fixing the problem” thing you mentioned properly.

come to my house.

it could be a date or whatever.

*✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ hits send after send, unable to stop herself from the word vomit she was currently spewing. she just hoped you would agree.

god was she stupid. she wanted to smack herself. how come she didn’t realize that her baby wanted more? she always said she wanted you demanding, but now that you did it, she was completely lost. she’s glad that something good came out of exploding on your earlier. now she knows exactly how to fix it so it’s like before; you being happy in her presence, feeling complete bliss.

*✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ anxiously awaits your response. she sits down in her chair, checking her phone every second she could, hoping that she got a response back.

twenty minutes pass by, and *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ begins to grow restless. what the hell were you doing that you couldn’t reply to your girlfriend? english wasn’t that fucking time consuming!

*✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ phone buzzes. she knows it could only come from one person, and her knowing it was you only make her smile grow wider.

to: baby

it’s me. save my number if you haven’t.

trying to do this whole “fixing the problem”thing you mentioned earlier properly.

come to my house.

it could be a date or whatever.

from: baby

hi!

i’d love to come over

it better be the best date of my life

i’m not kidding either *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧

*✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ grins, unable to contain the burst of excitement. she’s got a date with her baby! she’ll finally be fixing everything once and for all!

the thought of you coming to *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ changes from excitement to being riddled with nerves. what if the plans she makes bore you? make you want to leave? she can’t let that happen. she’ll make sure you don’t want to leave. after all; it’ll be your house in the future. she has to make sure her baby loves everything about it!

the last bell of the day rings, with *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ rushing out the door. she waits for the driver to arrive, itching her arm in irritation. can’t her driver go any faster? she has to make sure she gets things her baby loves so you’ll have the time of your life!

the driver arrives. *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ gets in the car, throwing her bag next to her. “drive to the store, and quickly.” she barks out, looking over at the window.

“which one?” the driver asks as he turns out the driveway. “one where i can get multiple things. i’m going to have someone over today. it needs to be perfect” *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ emphasizes.

“Yes ma’am” the driver replies, driving down the street, heading towards the store. “I’ll be gone for an hour max. stay here.” she commands. the driver gives her a quick yes in reply. she gets out of her car, picking up her pace as she practically runs into the store, thinking of what gifts would make her baby showcase the soft smile that she loves oh so much.

*✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ almost wants to text you, asking what snacks you would like or what activities you want her to buy so you can enjoy yourself. she reminds herself that she wants you to feel just how she felt when she forced you grab her food; that feeling of appreciation and delight she got from the action of you giving her things that she loves without her asking you.

*✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ walks down the aisles, dumping things in the cart she thinks that you might enjoy; from face masks and coloring books to a matching sweatsuit set and a box of brownies for you two to make. she made sure to head over to the beauty section, grabbing you a bottle of perfume she thought you would like, as well as some nail polish with colors she thought suited you as you always had your nails painted.

*✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ walks over to the jewelry section, grabbing you a gold bracelet with a pair of matching hoops. she then grabs you a bouquet of light pink tulips and yellow roses along with other colors before putting it in her cart.

as *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ walks up to the self checkout, she can’t help but think about how much her baby is going to love the gifts she bought. you always love her gifts and she just knew you were going hop up and down adorably like you usually did. she knew you were going to gush over it.

*✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ walks out the store. she opens up the car door, setting down the bags of her items. she grabs out her phone, going to your contact. she sends you a quick message, which gets her a quicker response in return.

to: baby

when do you want to start?

send me your address.

i’ll have the driver pick you up.

can’t wait for you to see what i

have planned for you.

from: baby

anytime is fine

can’t wait for you to rock my

world with your planned

activities

it’s XXXCC SPXX Drive

*✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ sets the bags in the back behind her seat. “go to XXXCC SPXX Drive.” she demands. The driver puts the address into the gps, pulling out of the store parking lot, heading to your house.

the car pulls up to your house. *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧. she sends you a quick text to let you know she’s outside. she decides to go on her phone to pass the six minute time it takes for to grab your bags and come to her car.

you curl up your hand, softly knocking on the window. it startles *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧, but she quickly barks out for the driver to unlock the door who opens it in a rush.

you get into the car, sitting in the seat across from her. “looking amazing baby.” *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ blurts out, unable to stop herself. she grabs your hand, giving a quick peck. “so gorgeous.” she smiles.

“thank you” you say, letting out a soft laugh, making *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧’s heart swoon. you buckle in your seatbelt and switch from watching out the window to going on your phone as the driver takes you two to her house. *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ sneaks glances at you throughout the drive, being in complete awe at the beauty you possess.

the driver *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ pulls into the driveway. she grabs the bags next to her before getting out of the car. she puts all the bags in one hand, leaving the other out for you.

you give a small chuckle, taking her hand as she helps you out the car. as you two begin to walk to the front doors, you see bags that you didn’t see before.

“so..” you tease. “what’s in the bags?”

“shit for our date. gonna make it the best fucking date you ever had just like i promised.” *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ says, closing the door for you.

you walk in the door, taking in the entryway of *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧’s house. she wasn’t kidding when she said she was rich.

*✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ guides you to her living room, the size shocking you completely. her living room was the same size of the entire first floor at your house. every detail of the room was carefully arranged, ensuring perfection down to the fiber of the decor.

she sets the bags down on the glass table in the center of the living room. “i asked those freaks what to do for a ‘at home’ date, so here you go.” she says, dumping the contents of the bag onto the table.

as your eyes glance from item to item, you find coloring books with markers, face masks, and a box of brownies.

“wow” you gush, giving *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ a quick kiss. “this is so thoughtful! thank you so much love!” you chirp, giving her a quick peck on the cheek; which turns into two, then three, then you kissing all over her face.

“oopsie” you giggle. “sorry about that love.” you say, wiping your lip gloss prints off with your hands. *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ stops you, slapping off your hand. she didn’t want you to wipe it off. she wanted the stickiness of your lip gloss to imprint in her skin. for her to realize the moment she dreamed of happening was real, that this wasn’t a dream.

“what the hell?” you call out.

“it’s whatever. don’t mind my baby kissing me silly over me getting her a few gifts from the store.” she says, looking the other way, the tips of her ears showing a hue of pink.

you let out a chuff before giving her one more kiss on her lips, this time letting your lips linger. “it’s not whatever *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧. you took the time to get me things i would like and that means a lot to me.” you smile at her, making *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ fall deeper in love with you more than she already has.

“got you something else.” *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ blurts out, grabbing the bag she hid.

“oh i didn’t see that one.” you sit up, giddy with excitement. you were curious, trying to anticipate on what she bought for you that she did originally. “what’s in this one?”

*✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ pulls out the bouquet of flowers with a box. “open it.” she commands gently. she watches you closely, awaiting your reaction. you open the box to find a pair of gold earrings and matching bracelet. you dig in the bag once more, seeing nail polish and perfume.

you jump on *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ in a frenzy, making her hands quickly latch onto your waist to make sure you don’t fall over. “thank you love! thank you, thank you, thank you, thank YOU!” you scream happily.

you give her a kiss, pressing for more than a peck. it wasn’t as sensual as your kisses usually are, but you wanted her to feel the burst of love you had for her, that you were feeling for her.

“shit. if i knew this would happen every time i buy you a gift then i would’ve been spoiling you all day everyday.”

“well you can start tomorrow. i’ll be expecting a gift when we meet in the morning on the steps.” you say jokingly.

“bet. my baby gets whatever the fuck she wants.” she reminds, hugging you, clutching you close to her chest.

“i was just playing, *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧.” you laugh dryly.

“i wasn’t. gonna get you so many fucking gifts you’ll become the brattiest girl in the world.” she says, lovingly feeling up and down your sides. “and when you do,” she adds. “i’ll give you my credit card and you’ll spend as much as you want. drain that shit, it won’t make a dent even if i bought you the whole god damn mall.”

you’re sit there in bewilderment, unable to utter out a sentence. “i can’t believe that you love me that much to do that.” you usher out, your heart feeling warm, touched at the gesture.

“better believe it baby, cause it’s gonna happen. don’t mind you acting stuck up and expecting everything going your way. wanna see you demanding shit from me like the princess you’re meant to be.”

you make a mental note in your head to go along with what seems like *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧’s expectations. “we’ll just save for the next date then.” you press a quick peck on her lips before getting up.

“now let’s started!” you exclaim. “grab the bags with the face masks and the brownies.” you grab *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧’s arm, leading her into the kitchen.

she places the bags on the kitchen counter. “grab some bowls please.” you ask, taking out the face masks and the box of brownies out the bag. you take out the face mask bottle, squirting some of the black paste onto your fingers. “c’mere,” you call out. *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ walks over to you.

you rub the paste on her chin and her forehead. “this is fucking stupid.” she scoffs. you ignore her cries, rolling your eyes. you squirt more out from the bottle and put it on her cheeks and finish by placing some on her nose.

“no it’s not! besides you look cute.”

“no, i look like a god damn idiot.”

“well, suck it up. you look cute and i like doing this stuff. you shouldn’t have bought it then if you didn’t wanna wear it with me.” you point out.

*✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ grumbles, muttering under her breath. “okay, your turn.” she picks up the bottle, squeezing out the paste.

“woah woah woah! that was too much! only a little at a time *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧!” you screech out.

“fucking sorry! acting like it was on purpose.” she avoids your gaze, her face bunching up, eyebrows furrowing. you grab her face, giving her a kiss. “it’s okay *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧. just try as best as you can to use all of it from your hand and rinse the rest off.” you give her multiple kisses, hoping your attempting at soothing her will work.

*✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ smears the paste on your face, rubbing it into your cheeks and rubbing the groove between your nose and your lips, indenting her fingerprints into your skin.

you look up at her, the features sculpted on her face making you feel a sudden urgency of want. feeling your gaze, she smirks. “don’t mind you kissing me baby.”

“god you’re so full of yourself.” you smile, holding her closer by intertwining your arms around her neck, giving her a kiss. the kiss wasn’t sexual, the kiss being full of love and affection.

*✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ taps you, asking permission for more. you pull away, stopping what you know will lead into a passionate make out session, just like the last time. *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ huffs in irritation at the removal. “relax love. you might get more later if you behave.”

“then i’ll make sure i’m the best for my baby so i can finally get her in a way i want.” you feel your face heat up as you move away from her.

“w-well! let’s get started on those brownies!” you move away, flustered. *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ grins, watching you hop around in the kitchen.

you head towards the sink, washing your hands. *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ copies you, washing her hands before following you.

you grab a bowl, placing the powder in. *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ cracks the egg, putting in the water. you grab a rubber spatula, mixing the ingredients together. “can you please grab a tin so i can put this in there?”

*✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ walks off, grabbing the bowl. she looks to the side. out of the corner of her eye, she catches you staring at her movements. she makes the decision to give you a show. she reaches for the tin in the bottom cabinet, flexing her muscles, the veins in her biceps bulging on display.

she’d make sure to put on a show for her baby. for you to realize how strong she is. for you to see how good she can take care of you just with strength alone.

*✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ gets up, handing you the tin. you pour the mixture in, placing it in the oven. you set the timer, walking back over towards *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧. “and now, we wait.”

“the fuck are we supposed to do?”

“watch tv and color, duhhh!” you drag out. *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ rolls her eyes, walking back towards the living room.

“why don’t you put on something to watch?” you ask, grabbing the coloring books and box of markers and put it on your side of the table.

“what shitty show are we watching.” she asks. she turns on the tv, going towards hulu.

“it’s not shitty” you roll your eyes. “and this new cooking show that just came out. my friend was telling me all about it so i want to see if she’s lying or not.” you ramble.

*✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ digs her nails into her thighs, clenching her jaw. she can’t help the jealousy brewing in her chest. why the hell were you taking a recommendation from that bitch of all people? she had plenty of shows you could watch. why didn’t you ask her? she would always provide for her baby! even if it was something as silly as a tv show or movie recommendation.

“we’ll watch the shitty show recommended by the princesses shitty friend.” she says through clenched teeth, unable to hide the pure wrath of anger she felt.

you slap *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧’s chest lightly. “my friend is not shitty! and stop being rude. we planned this to have fun, not worry about other people.” you remind. “let’s just watch a movie okay? you can pick it out.”

“gonna pick the best movie in the world just for my baby.” she grabs your side, tugging you close to her chest, or at least attempting to. “wait.., the coloring books” you whine out.

“another time. wanna watch a movie cuddling up with you.” as you struggle to grab the books anyways, *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ grabs your waist, pulling you close to her chest successfully.

“um hello?!” you shout.

“cmon baby, let’s relax a bit, yeah? it’s been a long week for both of us and we definitely fucking need this.”

“whatever. i’m going to check on the brownies” you say, removing yourself from her hold. *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ internally scoffs, loathing you evacuating her hold.

you walk back to her kitchen, hearing a mix of her acting like she doesn’t care to begging for you to come back. in perfect time, the oven goes off. you pull the brownies in the oven. “*✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧! come in here!” you chirp. “the brownies are ready! we just need to wait for them to rest a bit.”

“then they’re not fucking ready stupid.”

“well they’re out of the oven aren’t they?” you retort back. “that means they’re ready then. the baking is complete to versus how it was twenty minutes ago.” you usher out.

you grab *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧’s hand. “now, lead me to the bathroom so we can wash these face masks off. i’m ready for this to be off my skin.”

“couldn’t have said it better my god damn self.” she huffs out, holding your hand tight, as if you’d leave her if she let go. she leads you two the bathroom.

*✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ grabs you from your ass, holstering you up on the bathroom counter, making you screech in shock.

“the hell was that for?” she asks, her eyebrow arching in confusion.

“oh, well i don’t know,” you say sarcastically. “maybe the fact that out of nowhere my ass was grabbed?!”

*✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ chuckles dryly. “oh, yeah. didn’t know my baby was still shy about shit like that.” she teases, grinning.

“i’m not shy” you retort. “just surprised.”

“yeah yeah. be right back. gonna get us towels and shit. hope this brilliant face mask shit of yours doesn’t ruin my towels.”

“whatever you say loser!” you yell, laughing as *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ gets farther and farther.

*✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ comes back moments later, two black washcloths in her hands. “gonna wash yours off first.“ she explains. she grabs the bar of soap next to her, rinsing the towel under water before lathering soap onto the washcloth.

*✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ smiles at you blissfully. she loves taking care of her baby. sure, she likes making sure you’re taken care of financially, but moments like these, the soft ones you let her do makes her feel that buzz of pridefulness that no amount of credit card swiping can do.

“are you almost done? or are you gonna keep smiling at me like a love-stricken idiot.”

“ain’t no shame in my fucking game. when you have a baby as mesmerizing as i do all you do is admire how stunning they are.”

“thank you *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧” you say bashfully, buffering from the praise. “you never fail to remind me you love me.”

“good. need to make sure you know it. how much i love and worship you. how much i’ll do for you. i’ll dote on you for the rest of my life.”

*✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ continues to go on her usual rant of her devoting her life to you. “okay, my turn! get the washcloth wet for me. i can already tell we’re not switching spots” you say annoyingly.

“damn right we ain’t.” she says. she grabs the other washcloth, doing the same thing she did previously. she lets you feel her face, touching each part with pure love, admiration, and devotion. you caress her face with care as you rinse off the black paste from the face mask from her face.

the touch makes *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ feel euphoric. she loves the gestures that prove you feel the same way about her. as you finish, you hand the washcloths back to her. you hop off the counter, waiting for *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ to be done with discarding them.

“fucking finally. let’s go watch that movie i wanted to show you.”

*✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ walks back into the living room, you scuffling closely behind her. she sits on the couch. she yanks your hand, plopping you down right beside her. you scoot your body closer to her, the two of you being just mere inches apart. “i can’t wait to see what you picked!” you chirp.

*✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ presses play, turning on a romcom you like. you rest your head on her shoulder, engrossed in the film.

*✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ steals glances from you throughout the movie, losing interest ages ago. the brightness from the tv shines on you, making you look ravishing and utterly breathtaking. it was torturous. it was like you were created by the goddesses themselves. she debates, fighting with herself on whether or not to caress you and touch each inch she so desperately craved, or to act like how she had been all evening; nice and caring and a girlfriend who wanted to fix the rough patch she was currently in.

was this on purpose? she wouldn’t care if it was. she was too far gone anyway. you could leave her completely broke; stealing all her money and her coming to a house with nothing but bare walls, it wouldn’t matter to her. as long as your eyes showcase the same love and admiration she feels for you then she’ll die a happy woman.

the credits start to roll. you get up, stretching, your body on display. your shirt lifts up, your navel showing. you were surely tormenting her! it was like you were purposely trying rile her up, to entice and provoke her with your provocativeness.

“did you forget the third bag?” *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ asks you.

you stare mindlessly at her for a few moments before speaking up. “third bag?” your voice trails off in confusion.

“yeah you idiot. i got three bags in total and you only looked at two.” *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ shoves the bag in your face, commanding you with her eyes for you to cast your eyes on the bag.

you dig in the grocery bag, finding a red sweatsuit with white stripes on the side with a red matching sweatshirt. “aww!” you gush. your eyesight becomes blurry, your tears glistening as they cloud your vision. “i c-can’t believe you thought of getting us matching outfits.” you blubber out, the waterworks beginning.

“hey, don’t become a crybaby now. i hate criers.” she barks out, although her words have no bite. it doesn’t help the fact that she inches closer to you, engulfing you in her hold, holding you dearly.

*✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ intertwines your hands with hers, your fingers tangled with hers. “go to the bathroom and put it on, understand?”

you nod, walking to the bathroom. the flutter you felt from the gesture sat on your chest. you smiled outside, clutching the bag close to you. it may have been a simple sweatsuit to others, but with a girlfriend like *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧, it was like receiving the best gift known to man. she gave you gifts often, but this one just felt different, the reasoning why being on the tip of your tongue.

“hey, stop standing there like a fucking idiot and head to the bathroom!” *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ discloses. before you can respond back to her, she pushes you into the next door, shouting out. “be ready in five minutes!”

*✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ shuts the door behind you. you’re a bit shocked to say the least. when you told her you wanted to hang out more, you didn’t think she would take it this far.

*✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ rushes towards the next room she sees, ripping the clothes off her body and hurriedly changing into the sweatsuit she bought for you. she had to hurry to make sure she would be there when you open the door!

you open the bag, taking out the outfit and placing it on the counter. you take off your clothes before putting on the new outfit. the sweatsuit surprisingly fits you well, not too big or small. you step out of the bathroom only to see *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ standing right by the door.

“what the hell? you startled me!” you exclaim, placing your hand on your chest.

“sorry baby.” *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ apologies, pressing a peck on your temple. her hands rest down on your waist, looking down at you. “you look fucking incredible. who knew someone could make a shitty sweatsuit look so god damn perfect.”

“you look good too.” you say, placing your hands on her biceps. you give it a quick squeeze, darting out your tongue. the feeling of your fingertips on her skin makes her moan internally. “you look so strong in your outfit.”

“oh really?” *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ smirks.

“really. it’s making me feel things if i’m being honest.” you say, your voice filled with want. you grab a fistful of her shirt, pulling her closer to you, kissing her.

*✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ rips the door open, shoving you two back into the bathroom. she grabs your waist harsher with much more force, her thumbs circling your sides, pushing you back into the wall.

the kiss was intoxicating. it was like you couldn’t get enough, and neither could she. it was sloppy at times. the kiss was full of desperation and longing. it was like you could tell exactly what *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ was feeling, and it was finally coming out. *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ licks the walls of your mouth, making your brain foggy.

as you two kiss one another, *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ moves her hands down to your ass, making you gasp in shock. as you open your mouth, she shoves her tongue inside. the action makes you moan out in bliss. *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ kisses you deeply, your tongues tangling with the others, making you both melt in bliss.

there was a short-lived battle for dominance, *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ winning. you wrap your arms around her neck, making her move forward impossibly closer to you. you two make out for a bit more before coming up for air, a trail of saliva departing from the two of you.

you pant out, looking up at *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ who looks out of it as well. her face is red, as well as the tips of her ears, her chest heaving up and down. you don’t know where the boldness came from, but after kissing her, you want more, and you felt like she felt the same way, she usually does after all. you push her down, making her reach your height, whispering into her ear. “instead of doing this in the bathroom, why don’t we take it elsewhere?” you smirk, your voice sultry.

you take *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧’s hand off your waist and lead it down to your pussy, making her feel the wetness in your pants. her face immediately turns red, switching from touching it and letting go, almost as if she was batting with herself. it seems like the right thoughts won. before you could even register, *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ once again opens the door with quickness before dragging you up the stairs.

as soon as you two make it to her bedroom, she shuts the door close with so much force you thought the door would break off it’s hinges. she picks you up, throwing you on the bed. she hurriedly makes her way to her bed.

*✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ kisses you, wasting no time shoving her tongue back in your mouth, making out with you again. her hands roam everywhere, trailing from your neck down your chest, cupping your breasts and scratching your nipples. the action makes you scream out in pleasure.

“ha~, j-just a moment.” you pant out.

“can’t. want to feel all of you. make my baby feel so fucking good that she doesn’t know what to do with herself. want to turn you into a complete mess. you don’t have to worry.” *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ huffs out, moving down, leaving pecks at your neck. “i’ll take care of you. just turn off your brain and let yourself feel the pleasure i’m about to give you.”

*✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ looks back up at you, her eyes filled with desire. “let me spoil my baby. please?” she pleads. you can’t deny it either. you want this, and can’t wait any longer.

“okay, make me feel good.” you command, opening your legs wider to give *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ more access to give you the pleasure you so desperately crave. she sucks on your neck, making you moan wantonly.

“more.” you beg out, trying to push her harder into your neck.

“relax baby, i got you.” *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ says, giving you a peck. she kisses on your neck, moving to the side. she sucks on your neck, making you moan out louder than before. she smirks at the fact that she found one of your good spots.

*✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ removes herself from your neck, looking at the hickie she’s just created. she gives you a peck on your neck, before kissing down your chest, she cups one of your breasts, putting your nipple in her mouth. she sucks, moving her tongue to lick the the top and the bottom of your nipple as well as your areola.

you clench the bedsheets next to you, arching your back from the touch. you begin to feel heat down there. you feel so much desire that it hurts. “*✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧” you call out, making her take your breast out of her mouth with a pop. she blinks, eyelids half-lidded.

“move lower” you breathe out, grinding your pussy into her. *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ chuckles, peppering kisses down your chest, trailing lower to your stomach and lingering near your navel. it was pathetic, but with the pleasure you were experiencing, you couldn’t care less.

she tears off your panties, her eyes filled with nothing but hunger. she darts out her tongue, licking your slit from bottom to top, using her fingers to spread your folds open.

“god you’re so mesmerizing.” *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ moans out. “i haven’t even done anything yet and it’s already so wet.”

embarrassed, the only thing you can do is let out a shaky moan in reply.

*✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ squeezes your thighs, lapping up your wetness hungrily. a low groan vibrates from both of you, the act of being eaten out making the both of you feel pure euphoria.

*✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ doesn’t stop, continuously giving you kitten licks and sucking your clit out of pure desperation. she sticks two fingers in without hesitation, making you shudder in pleasure. she pounds her fingers into you. the only thing you can do is cry out from the intense buzz that she was currently giving you.

gasps and moans are the only thing that surrounds the room. your brain was turning into mush. you lift yourself up slightly, gazing at *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧, who looks dazed herself; her eyes half-lidded as she humps the bed, rocking the bed back and forth.

*✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ curls her fingers, making the waves of pleasure that just more intense. “so good. so so so good.” she hurls out. “you taste so good. want more. please, let me do more. wanna devour you whole.”

you grab a fistful of *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧’s hair, indicating that you’re close. she picks up the pace, shoving her fingers in and out faster, sucking harder, making you scream as you let go, letting the pleasure consume you and climaxing.

you collapse back on the bed, panting breathless as your chest rises and falls from the aftermath. your body is on fire, your body tingling. you lay there, drowning from the sensation of what your lover gave to you.

*✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ gets up from the spot she was previously in. she takes off her shirt, smiling at you seductively. she takes off her pants until she’s completely nude, crawling slowly yet enticingly in the bed towards you in pure need. she gets closer to you, biting your earlobe, peppering kisses here and there as she whispers in your ear. “ready for more?”

as you lay in the bed dazed, you nod. “words baby.” *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ says, moving from your earlobe to giving you kisses on your jaw.

“yes. make me feel good. like you said.” you wrap your arms around her, locking your legs onto her lower back. you bring her into a kiss, your taste on her tongue. “i don’t wanna stop until i see stars.”

“your wish is my command princess.” *✧･ﾟFEM YANDERE DELINQUENT/BULLY *:･ﾟ✧ smiles, kissing you once more as you two begin a night of ecstasy.

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February 2025

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mayonesamitch · 4 months ago

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Queerness In Ninjago (Spoiler alert, it's very queer)

Contains spoilers

I honestly don't see the queer side of Ninjago being talked about enough. Probably because half of the fandom are immature homophobic people but that's not gonna stop me writing a whole post about it on Tumblr that probably no one is gonna see. I'm gonna be looking at specific characters and at the canon part of it. I do have my own headcanons and stuff but I'm gonna try to forget about those for the sake of this post.

First, let's start out with a character who is almost 95% canon to be part of the LGBTQ+ community, Sally. She's a side character and doesn't play much of a role in the series after The Benefit of Grief but I feel like she's still worth mentioning. She has the progress pride flag on her guitar and the back of her dad's van which shows that she's definitely a supporter.

You can also see the bisexual flag on her guitar case, which tells us that she's bisexual! They don't do much about with it after this but it's still good to have some representation, even if it's not a big part of the story. This is probably the only instance where a character has had their sexual orientation shown in Ninjago.

The episode where we see her in the most, The Benefit of Grief, can be viewed as an allegory of coming out, which I touch more on here, but in case you're too lazy, I'll just explain how here. The basic premise of the episode is her running away from home because she wants to move to Ninjago City and get big in the music industry. However after a while she starts to feel guilty about it, but is afraid to go back in fear that her parents won't forgive her. With the help of Zane she makes the decision to go back home with her parents. Her parents forgive her and woo yay happy ending.

This episode can be taken as a coming out experience. Think about it. You hide your sexual orientation/gender identity from your family, friends, or others in your life. You feel guilty about it but also afraid to come out, out of fear that they won't accept you. It's a pretty good allegory. It most likely wasn't intentional but it will always be in my head because how can you write such a good allegory like that with a canon queer character as the main character and not calm it intentional? That's all that I have to say about Sally though.

Now let's get started with these 2 girlies. They competed in the Terra Technica Dance-Off in season 12, Prime Empire. They were heavily treated like a lesbian couple in the episode. So heavily that the episode got banned in a few places around the world. Tommy Andreasen said that it was up to the fans to decide so though it wasn't really confirmed it's heavily implied. They were only side characters so we don't get to see much of them after this episode but it shows how Lego will be willing to add some gay in the show.

I've been talking about sexual orientation for some time now it's time we talk about gender-queer characters (Gender-Queer is an umbrella label which applies to genders outside the male/female gender binary like non-binary, bigender, pangender, genderfluid, ect.) in Ninjago. One of the Algae Farmers in Dragons Rising have the Non-binary flag attached to them. The person who voices them (Niah Davis) Is also Non-binary. The character didn't have much of a role but it's still super cool to see. (I'm trans so of course I was so happy when I saw it being explicitly showed like this)

The Source Dragon of Life is also non-binary. Which is another character voiced by Niah Davis. The dragon uses they/them pronouns throughout the show and was later confirmed in a tweet. This character actually does play a big role in the series and is the source of Lloyd's power. (Which means Lloyd is non-binary too. /J) They'll also most likely have a big role in season 3 when that comes out. So is every character Niah Davis voices non-binary? Heck yeah!

Now these next 3 instances of queerness in Ninjago are very minor but they include 2 instances of 2 male characters kissing and a rainbow sidewalk. Now, some can argue that the sidewalk can be unrelated to the LGBTQ+ community but it was changed to be a white sidewalk in some places in the world, so it was very intentionally to be LGBTQ+. Some may also argue that the 2 male characters kissing can just be a man and a masculine woman but Ninjago very rarely adds masculine woman, so yes, it's like 99.9% 2 men kissing in both instances. Which isn't much but is still showing that Lego isn't afraid to add some gay in the show.

Now I wanna talk about Jay. Before I hear anyone talk about his relationship with Nya hear me out for a bit. Jay is heavily implied to also have an attraction to male characters which leads me to believe that he's probably a bisexual.

First, I want to talk about this clip. Out of context, it looks very much like a marriage proposal and Jay is saying yes with such a smile on his face. Now, it's just a fake marriage proposal and he realizes after and is kinda confused but anyways. What kind of straight man says "Yes! :D" like that to marriage proposal? (Side note: The Ying-Yang promise in Ninjago is not marriage. I'm just calling it marriage because it will make more sense. It's most likely engagement but that's too long to type) I mean, it seems like he really meant it. Which lead me to believe that he's probably a bisexual.

Also the whole Sweating to the Goldies short is very gay. He's very touchy towards Zane and dances with him and stuff. Though song on the end does include both of them but in the beginning it's mostly Jay doing the gay action. He's extremely flirty with Zane and seems to genuinely mean it. Now that's not me trying to say he likes Zane, since he obviously loves Nya, but I think if Nya wasn't an option, he wouldn't mind being with one of his ninja comrades.

He's also shown to be attracted to Nadakhan's voice. Calling it "beguiling." (Beguiling - Charming or enchanting, often in a deceptive way.) and also calling him a "Silky-voiced seducer." He's also the only ninja in the show to express how attractive his voice is which lead me to believe that he can be attracted to the voice of a male character. Of course, he's not attracted to Nadakhan himself, but acknowledging that he had an attractive voice is no doubt pretty gay. Which is another reason why I believe he's most likely bisexual.

Also another clip related to Kai, he calls him, "Kai baby." Which, c'mon, you don't just call your homies that. That's definitely a sign that he has no problem flirting with other men. Honestly, after season 7, he's been the most gay ninja of the group, despite being one of the only ones having a girlfriend. (Zane was also one of the only ninja to have a girlfriend at the time too but Zane isn't as gay as him) Now if I'm gonna do a little theorizing here, but I think that he's not at peace with his sexual orientation and is now willing to tease and flirt with the other ninja. I know I said I'd keep my headcanons out of this but I'd call it a theory more than a headcanon. (Edit: I, for some reason, can't upload a clip of it so you get a picture of it instead sorry. XD)

Jay is also just 10 times more touchy than the other ninja. A straight male would normally not be comfortable with this amount of touch from their male friend but Jay doesn't mind. He's pretty chill with it and treats it like it's an everyday thing. Which is very very gay. And sure, they're his friends and they've lived together for basically half of their lives but I've lived with my sister for all of my life and she's not even comfortable with me hugging her without permission (or really anyone) so yeah this kind of touch isn't very straight.

And since we're in the topic of Jay, I want to talk about the most villainous and evil character of Ninjago, FugiDove! He's very touchy towards Jay in the series and even sacrificed himself just to save him. He calls Jay is wingman and wants to be with him a lot. Which is very big implications of FugiDove being gay. And the writers of the show aren't stupid they know what they're doing. So all of these little things are definitely implications of him being gay. Which also applies to Jay and Cole.

Speaking of Cole, yes, it's finally time we talk about him. All throughout the show Cole doesn't have a love interest. All of the Ninja had one (Jay with Nya, Zane with Pixal, Kai with Skylor) and yet, he hasn't had one. Some may argue that he liked Nya in season 3 but it's confirmed in this tweet that he was just confused by the attention and never really had a crush on her. Some can also claim that he had a crush on Vania but their interactions don't seem very romantic. More like a friendship kind of interaction.

Now, in Dragons Rising we finally see some sort of actual romance with him. He basically raised a whole family with Geo and has a very strong connection with him. They're very close, and you have to remember that Geo is kinda shy and scared to open up to others, and he's pretty vulnerable to Cole. They're also touchy and don't seem to mind it, which leads me to believe that he might some sort of attraction to Geo, a male character. Also Doc Wyatt seems to support a relationship between the 2. So if it became canon, it wouldn't shock me honestly.

Also the episode where Cole finds his true potential is literally an allegory for coming out. I explain it here but I'll explain it again here for the people who are too lazy. Basically the whole episode is him trying his best to hide his identity of a ninja to his father since his father wanted him to be a dancer. Later in his dad find out and is pretty mad at him but after a whole performance and stuff he's accepting of his son and yay they're a happy family. (Watch the episode here I'm bad at explaining.)

Now, if you think about it, it's very much like coming out. He's hiding his identity out of fear that his father won't accept him as his son. He comes out to his father as a ninja and his father is upset about that. Now flip Ninja with the word gay and bam you get the perfect coming out story coming from Lego. I don't think it was intentional but it could very much be as well. Again, the writers aren't stupid. They know what they're doing. So yeah, I view this episode as an allegory for coming out.

So, yeah, Ninjago is pretty queer. There's a few more examples I wanted to show but then it would be way too long and it's already 11:15PM. Anyways, if you want to sum up everything I'm saying, Ninjago isn't afraid to add some queer representation in the show, Jay is bisexual, and Cole is gay. Or that I'm an overthinker who loves yapping I dunno. And before anyone gets mad, this is going based of the canon. I'd like to think of it as building a headcanon based on canon. You can still have your own headcanons. I honestly don't care. Anyways, if you're still here thank you for staying until the end and reading the thoughts I've had in my head for a while.

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notmorbid · 2 months ago

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perfume & pain.

dialogue prompts from perfume & pain: a novel by anna dorn.

astrology is the great lesbian elixir.

fear is desire's cousin.

i don't need to know all the gory details.

____ said you were strange.

you can't just blurt whatever comes into your head publicly.

'opinion' implies i'm attached to what i say, and i'm really not.

where did you grow up?

it's not the best quality, being an insufferable contrarian.

it's good to be pure id, occasionally.

i smell cigarette smoke.

i'd love a post-meal cig.

you're kind of impenetrable.

i've never been much of a joiner.

i'm pathologically forgiving.

i feel untethered to time, these days.

you sound like you're on drugs.

i don't write because i'm brave. i write because i'm afraid of leaving my house.

my defense mechanisms aren't defending me.

my primary value is not having to move home.

i looked cute and alienated everyone.

i've never 'chilled' in my life.

it's high art. criterion collection.

i hate getting coffee with people.

why do you think i'm always avoiding you?

_____ has bad vibes.

i laugh when i'm uncomfortable.

i don't google myself.

my therapist says i have a savior complex.

i'm taking a break from saving people.

i'm trying to figure out how to focus on myself.

you could probably benefit from some media training.

we don't let anyone be messy anymore.

i'm glad my trauma is so hilarious to you.

i need to be alone most of the time, or i go a bit mad.

you aren't going to murder me, are you?

the internet says a lot of things.

i don't kiss and tell.

should i have an affair?

i don't like people.

no one has ever accused me of being wise or stable.

were you dropped on your head?

i was worried about you.

that was really intense the other night.

don't be embarrassed. especially not with me.

i'm the queen of ignoring red flags.

people are talking about you online. you didn't see?

it's more powerful to say nothing. be the bigger person.

_____ seems like a good influence on you.

do you think our parents gave us bad values?

i don't know why i can't just be normal.

just be patient. the universe has a plan.

i like you. i'm sure you know that.

i sort of have a type.

i don't think you need saving. i think you're hot.

at first, i just thought you were hot.

i was afraid you might not remember.

i've seen this movie before. and i know how it ends.

stop thinking so hard.

this is real life, not a dream.

you are skilled at making me question my reality.

did somebody put lsd in my water filter?

somehow i always end up being the type of person i once made fun of.

i googled 'successful celebrity apologies'.

i was camping. my phone was off.

you used to be kind of a bitch.

you're doing the best you can. we all are.

a baby would solve everything.

part of getting better is getting worse.

it's easy to feel like it's your fault, but it isn't.

i'm growing on you. i can tell.

#rp memes #ask memes #sentence starters #rp meme #ask meme #rp prompts #lgbt

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moonlit-imagines · 1 year ago

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warnings: out of pocket joke on my end tbh (i just watched 2x02 of Loki pls forgive me)

a/n:

requested by anonymous

“Y/N, I told you to clean up before you had guests over.” Tony began lecturing as he burst through your door, not giving it a second thought until he saw you and your best friend seated beside each other on the bed, quickly pulling away from each other’s lips. While she sat looking quite flustered, you and your father stared back at each other until you simply stated—or rather blurted—“I’m a lesbian.” Your best friend’s eyes went wide and she wanted nothing more than to escape the awkwardness of this situation.

“That’s nice.” Tony shrugged. “Didn’t have anything to do with the kitchen being a wreck.” You looked a bit puzzled at first, then relaxed a bit. “Do you want a pat on the back? I can give you one, hang on.” Your father took a few steps toward you and reached his hand out, giving you an actual pat on the back. “Still love you, maybe lock the door next time, tell your little friend that she’s welcome to stay for dinner since she still hasn’t said a word yet. I swear, you guys are so timid, I don’t think I’m that scary, am I?”

“You aren’t.” You chuckled. “Not even a little.”

“Oh, come on. I’m a little scary, I’m Iron Man, for Pete’s sake!” Your dad defended, sounding a bit hurt as he began to exit the room. “Now, go clean the kitchen, it looks like New York in 2012.” Your jaw dropped as he exited the room, then your best friend (or maybe more) burst into a fit of laughter from the tension she’d been subjected to.

“I guess it’s time to clean the kitchen.”

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viquipo · 10 months ago

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No bc I'm so mad rn I usually post my rants on ig stories but I need the tumblrites to tell me if I'm crazy or what. Jwcc/ct spoilers WHATEVER

First of all I want to preface this by saying that this is just my opinion on the matter, I'm not saying your headcanons are "wrong" or whatever tf, it's a kids cartoon where they unironically use terms like "fam". You can play with the characters however you'd like.

That being said, this is why TO ME it does not makes sense for Ben to be anything other than gay. Again, if you think he's bi or straight or anything else that's cool. I'm also leaning towards the opinion that he does actually have a girlfriend. I don't think the shows gonna pull a 180 on it because, realistically, 2 queer characters is already a lot for a DreamWorks kids show. As much as I'd like it not to be.

But, since the beginning, Ben has been very clearly coded as exclusively into men to me. Before finally going into it, I remind everyone on here that I'm a lesbian. I have felt an affinity with his character specifically for the experience of only liking the same gender. I might be totally projecting.

Ok, so.

1. The arc Ben goes through during the show is yes, one of self discovery, but also one of self acceptance. He changes a lot from the start of s1, but he also comes to terms with stuff himself or other people didn't like about him. He doesn't throw the dork pouch away or tells Kenji to keep it, the first thing he does when he takes it back from Kenji is put on hand sanitizer. He is covered in dirt, he's not afraid of filth anymore, but he still does that action because it's part of who he is as a person. He also becomes very unashamed at the things he does. He went from being embarrassed of his carob bars to eating grubs in front of people who he knows think it's gross. He knows himself as he is and he accepts it. To me (and to lots of other people) this works very well as a gay metaphor, and pairs up pretty nicely with the whole "jungle boy? Jungle MAN" arc being a trans metaphor. But how does this make Ben uniquely into men?

Well, it doesn't. But I think this next one does.

2. Enter Yasmina. She's pretty, she's smart, athletic, funny, all that good stuff. I'm not saying that means every wlm character should automatically be into her, but it certainly helps. Now forgive me if I don't remember specific episodes/seasons, but we all remember that episode where Ben convinces himself that Yaz is in love with him for some reason. When he "rejects" her, he says : "I'm just now starting to find myself". That's cool, cause I'm pretty sure Ben's " finding himself " personality wise was over and done a couple of seasons ago. To me, that is a really good hint at him dealing with his gayness.

3. He's also the first person Yasmina talks to about her feelings for Sammy. Now, in this particular context, the options for Yaz to talk to were Darius, Brooklynn, or Ben. It would initially seem to make more sense for her to confide in Brooklynn, since the two of them are far closer than her and Ben, and it also wouldn't be the first time she brings up Sammy as a romantic interest for Yaz (see: everyone tweaking abt that one line back in like s2). So why does Yasmina, a very private and reserved person, choose Ben to talk to about her same sex crush? She has probably gathered from the previous conversation that Ben relates to her struggle in a unique way in which Brooklynn just can't. Ben seems very receptive of what Yaz is saying ("feelings, am I right?") and it seems like he REALLY gets where she's coming from.

4. This is one I don't see talked about a lot, and maybe it's just cause I'm too out of the loop with the fandom, but I want to examine it as well. It's when Ben decides to not actually stay on the island. Everyone (except Sammy) already knew he wasn't going to stay in the end, but still didn't force him out. I think this is especially clear in a line Darius says when they reunite on the boat that goes something like "you needed to figure it out on your own" *smile hand on shoulder combo*. No explanation needed I think

I am diagnosed with autism did you guys know what

#text post #rant post #ramblings #jwcc #jurassic world chaos theory #jurassic world camp cretaceous #jwct #ben pincus #headcanon #kiss my fat nuts #also ive lived in Italy my whole life and have never seen ben pincus girlfriend????#uhm that's weird #she lives in... Europe?#which could mean nothing

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katelynnwrites · 2 years ago

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You Know I Adore You (I’m Crazy For You) | Ona Batlle

warnings: some anxiety

word count: 1425

summary: requested and requested x2, ona coming out 🌈

a/n: i am so sorry i took so long to get around to your request nonny, this isn’t as good as it should be but i hope you like it and happy pride month!

‘Ale? Can we talk please?’ Ona asks.

Her voice is quiet, eyes downcast. Alexia was busy but she made time for the younger girl immediately. The Barcelona captain was worried for the Manchester United fullback who has seemed particularly uneasy this camp.

As Alexia follows Ona out of the dining room, she sends a quick text to Mapi, asking the blonde to meet them at Ona’s room. The younger brunette is close to her too and Alexia thinks that Ona’s fellow defender might be able to offer her some support.

The twenty three year old is silent as she sits on her bed, twisting the ring she’s wearing round and round her finger.

Alexia is really worried now and is relieved when she hears a soft knock on the door.

Ona jumps and Alexia grabs her hands, assuring her that it’s just Mapi.

Both players sit on either side of Ona who bites her lip nervously. She’s biting it so hard Alexia is scared that she’s going to make it bleed.

‘I-I have to tell you something. I want to tell you something.’

‘Okay. We’re here for you Ona.’ Mapi encourages, squeezing the younger defender’s hand gently.

‘No matter what.’ Alexia promises.

‘I’m gay.’ Ona softly admits.

‘Oh thank goodness. Dios mio Ona.’ Alexia exhales.

‘W-What?’

Ona is shaking, trembling with fear and uncertainty.

Mapi pulls her into her arms, kissing her forehead sweetly, ‘I’m so proud of you. I’m so happy that you feel safe and comfortable enough to tell us.’

Alexia kisses Ona’s cheek, ‘I thought you were in trouble, Ona. You were so anxious. I’m so thankful that you wanted to share this with us.’

Ona smiles then, soaking in the tight embrace that she’s in. She doesn’t know why she was so afraid earlier, it’s not as if Mapi and Alexia would have judged her and she voices those thoughts out loud.

‘I guess I was a little anxious.’

Alexia laughs, kissing Ona’s cheek again. Mapi tucks a strand of hair behind Ona’s ear, smiling at her.

‘We forgive you for worrying us Oni.’

Ona giggles, feeling a weight lift off her now that she had finally told two of her teammates.

Then she pauses, ‘Can you help me tell the rest of the team please. I just, I just want them to know.’

Alexia grins slyly.

‘This wouldn’t have anything to do with a certain other teammate of ours? One that we all know is gay?’

Ona’s eyes widen and she blushes, mumbling something about how it doesn’t and is completely unrelated.

Neither Mapi nor Alexia believe her but they agree to help their younger teammate all the same.

******

Alexia arranges for the team to gather in her room for a movie night.

You think nothing of it, Alexia has always been keen on team bonding. She believed that a team that knew each other well, played well together.

You’re the first to arrive, having a tendency to be early for everything. It comes as a surprise to you that Ona is already there.

‘Hey you.’ You greet, a smile forming on your face when you see her.

‘Hi.’ Ona giggles, leaning into your side as soon as you sit down on Ale’s bed.

You drop a kiss down onto her head and you feel the brunette shiver.

She cuddles further into you and if you weren’t so focused on her as the rest of your teammates file into the room, you would notice the way Alexia’s and Mapi’s eyes soften.

When the whole La Roja team is squeezed into Alexia’s hotel room, Alexia clears her throat to quieten the room.

She shoots Ona a meaningful look and the fullback stiffens in your arms.

‘Ona?’

‘Um. I-I have something to share with you guys.’

Ona hesitates for a brief moment before looking you in the eyes and blurting out, ‘I’m a lesbian. I’m gay and I thought I should tell all of you because you’re my team, my second family.’

There isn’t a split second’s hesitation for the room to erupt in cheers.

Ona’s cheeks heat up as Leila excitedly screams, ‘Welcome to the club!’

She grins at the support she’s receiving but she’s really only looking at you and waiting for your reaction.

You’re smiling brightly at her, a tiny glimmer of hope in your gaze as you hug her a little tighter.

‘Congratulations on coming out, Ona. You’re so brave.’

‘Gracias.’ Ona hums, reveling in the feeling of being in your arms. She loves it and frequently wished it happened more often.

******

You’re drinking your coffee when Mapi plops down into the empty seat in front of you.

‘You have no excuse now.’

‘What?’

Leila appears beside her best friend then.

‘Obviously it means that you have to tell Ona how you feel.’ She states.

You roll your eyes at the pair, ‘No I don’t. Just because I now know for sure that she likes women doesn’t mean that she’ll like me.’

‘Chica. She doesn’t just like you, she loves you. Ona came out for you, idiota. She wanted you to know so that you can make a move.’

‘Oh.’

You’re silent for a moment as you take in Mapi’s words. The older woman usually joked around a lot but she was serious about this.

‘D-Do you know where she is now?’

‘In her room.’ Leila answers eagerly.

The mostly full cup of coffee is left behind as you leave the dining room immediately.

Mapi and Leila smirk as they watch you rush off to find Ona.

******

Ona is just coming out of her room when she sees you.

Her face lights up and she bounces over to give you a tight hug.

‘Hi Oni.’

‘Hola.’

She grins and blushes when you kiss her cheek lightly.

‘How are you feeling?’

‘Good. I’m really happy.’

You smile at her when she turns to you, ‘How are you feeling today?’

‘I feel like I need to tell you something.’

Your heart beats a little faster as you carefully scan her face for any sort of reaction.

Ona doesn’t hesitate, lightly brushing her pinky against yours in comfort, ‘Oh. Would you like to go back into my room to talk about it?’

‘Yes please.’ You softly answer.

Ona senses your anxiety and takes your hand in hers, leading you into her room. You try to hide the way butterflies flutter in your stomach at the contact.

She nudges you gently once you’re back in her room.

‘You can tell me anything. You can trust me, I promise.’

‘I know.’

You chance a glance at the brunette, trying your best to be courageous enough to admit your feelings to her. Ona had been brave enough to come out so surely you could be brave enough to tell her about your feelings for her right?

Ona hums after a moment, her lips ticking upwards into a little smile.

‘I know by the way. That’s kind of why I did it.’

‘What?’

‘You like me.’ The brunette states, matter of factly.

‘I-I do?’

The surprise in your tone makes Ona laugh.

‘You do. You have for years. I’ve seen the way you look at me.’

‘I do.’ You mumble in disbelief, because you really thought you were subtle about it.

Ona laughs again, sitting down on her bed beside you and kissing your forehead affectionately.

‘I’ve waited for you to admit your feelings for years. I tried so hard to show you that I feel the same but you never picked up on it.’

‘I’m sorry.’ You breathe and Ona shakes her head.

‘You drove me crazy you know? I thought I was so obvious. I don’t know what I would have done if last night didn’t work.’

‘I’m sorry.’ You say again, staring at her in a daze, still trying to come to terms with the thought that she had known and reciprocated how you feel all along.

Ona shrugs casually, ‘Te amo. I have for years.’

You blink at her for a moment before shaking your head, ‘I’m an idiot. Mapi and Leila are right.’

The brunette fullback who has your heart giggles loudly.

‘You are. But that’s okay. I love you anyway.’

You grin at her, cherishing the way her chocolate brown eyes sparkle with happiness.

‘Ona?’

‘Yes?’

‘Can I take you out on a date this weekend?’

‘I thought you’d never ask.’

Her eager words and bright smile give you the warmest of feelings inside. She’s the one for you, you just know it.

‘Ona?’

‘Yes?’

‘I love you too.’

Spanish Translations:

dios mio - oh my god

gracias - thank you

chica - girl

idiota - idiot

hola - hi

te amo - i love you

#ona batlle #ona batlle x reader #ona batlle imagine #woso x reader #woso imagine #wsl imagine #wsl x reader #espwnt imagine #espwnt x reader #muwfc imagine #muwfc x reader #spain wnt x reader #spain wnt imagine #katelynnwrites #uswnt x reader #uswnt imagine #woso #muwfc #espwnt

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thejesterstears · 4 months ago

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Ragapom headcanons:

I agree 100% with Ragatha falls first Pomni falls harder

Zooble and Gangle are always giving each other looks about how gay but oblivious Raggy and Pomni are. Sometimes, it's the other way around, and Ragapom ships Abstragedy instead

Pomni's favorite thing about Raggy is her voice and Raggy's favorite thing about Pom is her eyes

Ragatha is very careful with the fact that Pomni doesn't like to be touched but to the point where Pomni would get like "ok you are my girlfriend you can touch me more, I'll tell you if it's too much"

Pomni's touch aversion also makes her prefer to be the one that initiates contact, Ragatha would sometimes hover her hand over her Pom's cheek or arm so she will lean into the touch if it's ok

I read somewhere that Pomni's favorite color is red, so I hc that at some point Raggy complains about her licorice hair but Pom compliments it saying it's her favorite color

Ragatha has a piano in her room but she's not the best at piano, Pomni turns out to be great at music, they spend a lot of time playing piano and singing in her room, it becomes Pomni's favorite thing in the circus. Jax, who's room is right next to, hates it

Both think they are the "reacher" or that they want the other more than the other wants them, or that the other could do better than them. Jax, not knowing this, once tried to make them argue about who the reacher and the settler was, but it became a fight of "I love YOU more" "No! I love YOU more" and he hates it

Kinger ships it enthusiastically, Gangle is happy for them and thinks they deserve each other, Zobble gets a little second hand embarrassment or gets sick of them sometimes but ships them too, Jax is a hater and a troll, Caine never notices it, and Bubble makes censored comment and jokes about it

Ragatha is a lesbian but she was deep in the closet before the circus cause she clearly represses her feelings. Pomni is demisexual and bi

Ragatha actually gets flustered easier than Pomni, lovestruck Pomni when it comes to Raggy instead goes quietly awestruck and give the most tender, calm and genuine of soft smiles and stares

If Ragatha is ever sad or upset at Pomni, the jester gets full crawling on the floor, open the door to find her kneeling with a bouquet of flowers, Gummigoo at spudsy's panic mode

Anyway, thanks for coming to my Ted Talk

I am so sorry to answer this a bit late but please know I am eating every single one of these headcanons up, you're cooking so good with these ;v;

I specifically want to talk for a second about each of them thinking they're the reacher with the other, that's super good...both of them privately worrying if they're too much or not enough for the other, if they're loved as much as they love back. I feel like both of them struggle with feelings of inadequacy and being "lesser" to a degree so it would make sense that they would have these fears regarding each other as well. Hopefully it's something that gets talked out early in their relationship so they don't have to worry about where they stand with the other. I really love the idea too that (most of) the rest of their friends in the circus support their relationship so much (also thank you for the Abstragedy crumbs here too).

(Also the idea of an apologetic Pomni crawling to Ragatha on all fours asking for forgiveness is so funny to me, I am sure Ragatha can't stay mad at her for long lol)

#ragapom #jesterdoll #buttonblossom #jester tea #ALSO YEAH i absolutely thought along the same lines when i found out pomni's favorite color was red #i feel like pomni would love ragatha's hair and think it's super pretty and love playing with it ;;;

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patheticmull3rr · 9 months ago

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Teory📔📘; When Blue Meets Yellow In The West

I have been replaying the Third Season for a few days now, and the most iconic phrase within it; "when blue and yellow meet in the west" has made me very curious.

In ST these tones are used to symbolize how couples (both in a friendly and loving context) begin to know or "find" such tones we find in scenes such as

The photos of Eleven and Max;

and on the tiles of the bathrooms where Steve and Robin were;

Just as these tones are found in different scenes used in contexts with couples that were previously presented to us. But what matters here is that this phrase is present in moments prior to which two specific characters are about to share important moments between them.

And ow this symbolizes personal growth for both people.

In the case of Eleven and Max, Max makes Eleven learn that her individual life is much more than what Hopper or Mike tell her, and that there are more better things in the world than "stupid boys."

Teaches her to be herself, and at the same time Max becomes Eleven's first best friend, which is important for both of them even later in the S4. Max provokes in Eleven a feeling of independence and empowerment.

Which she later uses to end her relationship with Mike after he lied to her (I'll talk about that specific scene in another blog).

Also!!: I would like to honor the detail that Max has the green during this specific scene that shows Eleven the Wonder Woman comics, which in simpler words symbolizes the fact that Max already has the blue and yellow in she

Moving on to the Robin and Steve scene, specifically Robin is a character that is used to be related to Steve for the same reason as Eleven and Max.

Of course, each scene is different, but if we realize, in both contexts they have a similar problem, which is love problems.

In the bathroom scene where Robin and Steve talk, Steve begins to give Robin some hints that show that he is romantically attracted to her.

She ends up rejecting him by coming out to him as a lesbian woman, but even so she does not act offended by this, but rather a friendship arises directly between them. something that Steve also needs, realizing that there is more to the world than just wanting to get a girlfriend, and that he still has a lot of internal development ahead of him.

(I will also analyze this scene in another blog)

Taking into account the scenes that we have just rescued where yellow and blue are predominant in both couples, yellow and blue are not as such couple tones, as in the case of Mike and Eleven.

Something that is even somewhat difficult to find using these shades while the two are together, not counting the covers, and also the moments like this one that I have marked.

Taking the fact that explains that in the context of "when yellow meets blue in the west" symbolizing that they are important colors that are taken for important moments and where there is an individual advancement in both people being united.

Why then does the original couple, who are supposed to have yellow and blue predominating in them, not move forward together?

The answer is simple: They do not advance in the way that is expected when being together.

Let's take for example a dialogue that was supposed to be important for both of them, the scene in which they were trying to heal Eleven's injured leg after training against the MindFlayer.

During this scene we are presented with Mike trying to talk to Eleven, as Lucas had repeatedly told him earlier in the episodes after she finished him off.

We can see that during these dialogues, Mike tries to talk to Eleven more directly about how he feels about her, the simple act of apologizing, telling her that he was an idiot for lying to her, or perhaps a simple "I love you, forgive me for not telling you the truth" but while he tries he only manages to stumble over his words and confuse Eleven, not knowing what he was referring to, not understanding Mike's hints in his words and the way in which he himself was trying to tell them.

And can even take into account that before telling him something important he is interrupted by the walkie talkie.

So why didn't Mike just try to tell Eleven directly what he had screamed moments before she got hurt?

It's simple, both had already found their yellow and blue moments before, both realized different things, which later causes their development to begin to fall behind, because they both (specially Eleven) don't need that.

and that's why in this scene, after talking to Eleven about being in contact with her, he acts so confused after she brings up what he had said earlier, and Mike just says he doesn't remember.

That is why when she kisses him and tells him that she loves him, he acts confused, his simple gestures are as if he did not expect that to happen, because he was thinking of saying something very different to Eleven during the failed dialogue they had.

But now, let's see about the yellow one that Mike found when Eleven was not with him.

In which he even had the green with him during that specific scene that I would like to discuss.

Taking into account this specific scene we can realize that it is the complete opposite of how he is expected to behave with Mike, when Eleven tells him that they broke up, Mike does nothing but get upset and go home being angry as hell. same way, but when he has this argument with Will during the pressure of the moment, he simply makes the decision to go after him, knock on his door until he gets tired and tell him that he had been a complete idiot, that he wanted to talk things over with him and without letting him to shout his name and knock on his door.

At the same time, we can take into account that both scenes are totally different, in the scene where Eleven ends up with Mike, there is a big sun, a lot of people, a relaxed atmosphere, but when Mike argues with Will, everything becomes sad, there is no sun, it's raining.

And both end up with emotions twice as strong as they were before.

We can take this as the fact that Eleven had already found her blue, and she felt complete because of it, she didn't need Mike. But in Mike's case everything got even sadder because he still didn't get his yellow, and he felt like he was losing him.

In the case of Robin and Steve, they did not have yellow and blue in their clothes, but there was in their surroundings. I would like to use it in this context to show that although we already gave a more psychological meaning to yellow and blue, the phrase, taken literally can represents a sunset.

and we not only see this in the scene we took, but also in the scene from the season before this one, "crazy together."

and in another scene later, the scene after the fourth season ended

Specifically, I use this because it is an allegory to what I am trying to communicate with this, they are both sitting together, and the sun is touching them both.

At the same time, if I remember correctly, several of the most important scenes in the context of Mike and Will have been after "yellow and blue meet."

I know what you may be wondering, if I'm using the phrase for a more friendly context when putting friendly couples, why specifically Mike and Will don't I put them there too?.

It's simple, because they have already passed that phase, and their relationship has been growing over time, in a more personal and even deeper way even if they were not together, and because the phrase is not only used for friendly couples.

and, no, yellow and blue does not represent Mike and Eleven's relationship, because we can see that after several important moments during Eleven's individual development, she stops using yellow or blue, even during season four she begins to use the blue.

They make it clear to us that Eleven does not need a yellow or a blue to be able to move forward, because if the previous development she had with Max left her.

Is that she can be her own blue and yellow, even another different tone or the one that she wants to use.

For that same reason during the scene where Mike and Will meet after fighting, Mike wears green, hoping that Will could see that he would be both shades for both of them, but, at the end of the day, they would end up completely matching each other.

That's the same reason why, in previous seasons and even episodes within that season, they both continue to use them individually, and have so many important moments together.

Thanks so much for reading. 💛💙

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