#you're asking. me ??? to make sure you confess to the girl?? whom i know for a fact is not interested in you???? and whom YOU'RE almost c

[thebirdandhersong]

now. beloveds this is not NEW news but I've just had crystal clear confirmation re: the boy (not that it wasn't clear before, but now it's glaringly obvious that he DOES love another girl and this IS reality) and :') you never know how delusionally hopeful you are until such a thing happens!!!!

[leafzu]

Older! Neighbor Nanami who just moved in to the house next to yours.

Older! Neighbor Nanami to whom you smiled when you saw him standing in front of his door with a cardboard box.

Older! Neighbor Nanami who blushes a little receiving that innocent little smile from you.

Older! Neighbor Nanami who sees you from his balcony everyday. ‘Such a nice girl’ he thought.

Older! Neighbor Nanami who doesn't really talk much with the other people in the neighborhood. He keeps to himself. But you strike up a conversation every now and then, which he doesn't seem to mind.

Older! Neighbor Nanami who helps you carry your groceries inside by not letting you hold a single bag. He carries them all himself.

Older! Neighbor Nanami who thinks of you when he sees strawberry shortcakes displayed on his favorite bakery on his way home from work.

Older! Neighbor Nanami who finds you extremely cute because of your height. You were so small.

Older! Neighbor Nanami always listened to you so intently. The way he kept eye contact while listening made your heart skip a beat.

Older! Neighbor Nanami who secretly grows tulips for you in his because you once mentioned it was your favorite flower.

Older! Neighbor Nanami who comes to discover that he is much older than you.

Older! Neighbor Nanami who couldn't help but fall for you rather quickly. You're so cute and just so nice to him. Always caring for him, giving him that sweet innocent smile.

Older! Neighbor loves when you invite him for dinner when he has a bad day at work. You just seem to notice every time. And that makes him so lovesick.

Older! Neighbor Nanami who starts to distance himself from you after realizing his feelings. It wasn't right. You were much younger than. If you found out you'd probably feel disgusted with him.

But his feelings weren't of lust.

Older! Neighbor Nanami held pure love for you. Your presence brought comfort and light to him. You were such a nice girl. Always looking out for him even though he's the one older.

Older! Neighbor Nanami was scared. He was scared of scaring you away. So he locked himself away from you.

But he didn't realize this would end up affecting you, in a negative way of course.

When you saw how he started to avoid you all of a sudden, you thought maybe you had done something wrong. Did you annoy him? Maybe he was tired of your constant chit chat. Maybe he wanted some space. Or maybe..he didn't like you anymore.

That last thought made your heart heavy.

Unbeknownst to your older! Neighbor Nanami, you'd fallen for him the moment you locked eyes with him. He was so kind, so mature. Better than any man you've ever met. Always listening to you. Being a comfort to you. Day by day, you wanted more of him.

But Older! Neighbor Nanami didn't know about anything of this. He only distanced himself more for your 'own good'.

Older! Neighbor Nanami who was dying inside to see you. You were a part of his everyday life. The only good thing in his monotonous life.

Older! Neighbor Nanami who stopped seeing you at the balcony. It was killing him not seeing you. To not knock on your door and confess.

It was as if he's wish came true. In a different way.

Older! Neighbor Nanami was surprised when his doorbell rang one evening and saw it was you.

Older! Neighbor Nanami got a bad feeling when you told him you 'wanted to ask something.'

“Sure, please go ahead.”

Older! Neighbor Nanami who's heart broke a little when you asked him, “Did I do something to make you not like me?”

Not like you? He was in love with you.

Older! Neighbor Nanami who couldn't look at your innocent doe eyes. He didn't know how to answer that.

Feeling defeated you stood up. “Sorry, I...” You looked away. “I shouldn't have come here.”

Just as you were about to walk away, a hand on your wrist stopped you.

“W-Wait a minute.. please.”

This was his only chance.

His heart was beating so fast. He never meant to make you feel like this. He thought maybe if he distanced himself you would eventually move on with your life. A feeling of guilt resided in him for making you feel this way.

“The reason I've been kind of distant is because -”

Older! Neighbor Nanami let's out a deep breath and

puts his hand behind your head and pulls you in for a kiss. His other hand on your back. It's like he got you caged.

You were probably going to hate him after this. Run away from him. And before that happens he wanted to kiss you. To feel your soft lips against his.

And to his surprise, you kissed him back. Did not resist. He didn't know if it was a heat of the moment thing but it didn't matter. He needed you.

He wanted you

He pulls you further in to deepen the kiss. He's got you completely caged. His hand making your hair a mess. Your hands on his chest. You slightly pulled his collar for more.

You always liked his formal office wear. Suits and ties were made for him. And when he rolled his sleeves in front of you at the dinner table over your place, you had to excuse yourself to the every time for that because your face would heat up. Not to mention the uncontrollable pounding on your chest.

A kiss so passionate that it left you two breathless. Flushed faces. Hands still on his chest and his on your back.

“I have fallen for you.”

Older! Neighbor Nanami couldn't look at you in the eyes. He was sure you hated him. Felt disgusted by him. But your head on his shoulders said otherwise.

His heart was pounding so fast that he was sure you felt it too.

“I've...fallen for you too.” And you held on to him tightly.

Older! Neighbor Nanami was so ecstatic that he wanted to kiss you again. But instead he held you close to his chest, burying his face in your hair.

He is never letting you slip away again.

He's not old just, older ;)

[mitsua]

HELLOO!! I love your writing style sm I just had to requesttt😭😭💖 Can you do angsty middleschool!Izuku x Popular!Fem!Reader? Like reader is literally so popular because of intelligence, her quirk, whatnot. A lot of suitors but she still chose to date that quirkless, squirming boy 😭‼️ Lots of people start to mean-eye Izuku cause what did you do to get a girl like her?? what?? So Izuku starts to distance himself but reader is so clingy and whenever he distances himself, reader only gets more bothersome and attached to him so he "snaps" to make reader distance herself cause he's afraid that her reputation will drop because of him. This was before he met all might btw!! What would be the aftermath?

Thank you so much for saying that you precious story!!! I'm so glad you requested too!! Such a thrilling and angsty idea, I love it! Hope I fulfill your expectations!

Your true feelings

Warnings: bullies, mentions of self-depricating thoughts, low self-steem, crying, shouting, fighting (verbally), if I missed any please let me know!

Genre: angst Series: Boku No Hero Academia

Pairing: Izuku Midoriya × FEM! Y/N Words' count: 2.91k

Izuku liked you, he really did. He'd made it clear the day he decided to dump on you all about how he felt about you and since that moment on you've started a romantic relation. One that he couldn't be happier with.

You were simply everything he didn't even know he was searching for—you were cheerful, smart, strong, you were almost everything—he loved it, he loved you.

By simply being yourself with a bit more of carefulness towards him you've managed to make him fall harder for you every time.

You ask how he's doing every morning just as you enter the classroom and see him there, you make sure no one else can hear when he wants to talk about his struggles, you prepare his lunch sometimes too—with you, he can talk so easily about his interests he forgets about everything going around you two and gets mesmerized by your beauty and voice.

Alas, everyone else can see you too and get jelous over the fact Izuku Midoriya—the 'good for nothing nerd' of the class—has somehow a relation with you, and as the rebellious and wild teenagers they all are—they make sure he gets their message of leaving you.

"She deserves much better," "maybe she just agreed to go out with you out of pity," "I'm sure as this year's done, she'll be done with you too."

Those are some of the comments he can hear around him when you're not in the same room as him.

It first started with a couple of confused and disgusted looks from your classmates when you grabbed his hand to take him to lunch or gave him some pecks on his cheeks.

Then the rumour of you two being a thing got confirmed when the first mean bully just so happened to unleash his resentment on him infront of you—whom decided to stood up for the both of you and told them to let you be.

After this ordeal, it was as if all your fans made a silent pact of only teasing him when you're not close. Be it when he goes or comes out of the bathrooms, when you've got to go a bit earlier than usual, whenever they catch him alone.

Izuku didn't want to bother you, he ended up crying by himself at his house each time someone told him how undeserving of you he was, how stupid of him to have fallen in love with the most astounding girl of the school was, lots of hatred filled comments and comparisons.

They started to leave those rude remarks written in his belongings. Locker, backpack, notebooks... they were hunting him to get to you.

There was a breaking point in the poor boy's heart once he saw one of his bullies confess to you at the school's front after classes when you were supposed to go to his house and spend time together.

Of course you told off the guy but as Izuku's rage started to get to the surface, he heard the bully talk bad about him as a person and as a partner.

He froze, you were on the verge of tears as you caught on what he was trying to do—disuade you from loving your one and only—and even if it didn't make your mind change as the tormentor wanted to, it did affect Izuku.

He had gotten to your side and as fast as possible and caught your wrist with his hand, running out of the scene with tears in both of your eyes.

"Thank you for getting me out of that Iz-oh, Izuku, are you ok?" You asked worriedly as you gasped for air when you arrived to a park near your house.

"It's-It's nothing, just that seeing you want to cry made me want to cry too and I tried to move as fast as possible to help you..." he replied, giving you a forced smile. While his body had stopped moving at such fast speed, his mind couldn't seem to do it.

He was nervous to what were you thinking about him right now. He was almost sure you hadn't heard a single bad comment about him than that time you ended up exposing your relation to the whole school, now that the dude had dared to speak up what no one wanted to with you close, he thought he'd lost you. 'What if those observations only served as a reason to break up with him?' 'Did you believe that guy at all?' 'Would you still want to be with someone like him?' 'What were people thinking about you seeing you with a guy like him?'

"Well I really appreciate it, I don't know what that fella was thinking when telling me all that but now that we're finally hereee... do you want to go to the swings?" You suggested with no more glassy eyes and a grin on your face.

"Yeah, that'd be great."

"Did you hear what he did yesterday?" "Yes! I never thought someone would really declare to her knowing she is dating him..." "Just what did she saw in him again?"

The classroom was now full aware of the love declaration you received the day before and were going mad about it prior to classes.

Izuku was going mad about it too. He liked you... he really did. 'But why was his love waning now? Was he seriously going to let people's comments get to him and end things with you?'

"Good morning Izu!" You greeted, smiling ever so brightly just at him and carressing his cheek like you'd always do. "How are you?"

He could only hum in response, not really looking at your eyes, instead staring at his hands that were placed in his desk. He needed time to think about this new insecurities of him without bothering you with all of it and worrying you.

"Uhm, do you want to talk about it at lunch maybe? We can go to our secret spot at the rooftop-oh! Before I forget to tell you, I got you lunch today! I've discovered this new recipe you'd want to try out!"

As you spoke ever so joyous Izuku could only think about how all of their classmates statements were true. You were so much for him, you cared for him more than anyone—besides his mom—had ever done and he didn't seem to be able to do the same for you—hell, even if he wanted to protect you from some danger all he could do is run away with you, he had no quirk either.

You've told him many times that you would never discriminate or think less of him for that, but after yesterday's encounter with that stupid guy and his desire of flying him out of the world's ozone layer, he was not sure about it anymore.

Everything seemed to tell him in one way or another that you were not made for each other, that you'd find better in anyone but him.

Izuku loved you... he really did, and for this he found his heart aching when he didn't meet with you in lunch to speak as you'd usually do. Even if he knew you'd still let him choose to speak right then and there or not, he couldn't bring himself to look at you in the eyes.

You'd gotten worried once your second period of classes started and he could feel your glances at the classroom from your seat to his.

It was difficult to, but he'd also managed to get out of school without you. You tried to follow after him but as you caught a glimpse of his eyes by far and he recognized yours too, he turned as quick as he could to run, then a couple of friends started to approach you and left you with no space nor words to go with him.

Was he avoiding you now?

You liked Izuku, you really did, that's why you couldn't bring yourself to sleep last night since you sent worried messages to him only to get no reply. Opting to just stay up before even your alarm went off, you started preparing food for the two of you. You'd cook your boyfriend's favorite today to cheer him up!

"Hi Izuku! Here! Better put it inside your backpack for you to not forget to eat today!" You showed him a bowl-shapped container and carefully placed it inside his things to then start chatting normally with him. "Soo, how are you today?"

Izuku could not comprehend 'how were you so kind to him? Even when he felt he was being mean to you? Why?' He now wanted to let you see what others had been saying about him all along but you left no room to budge. You were always by his side even after some days of not replying to your text messages or usual videocalls, he'd also flinch back as you tried to reach for his usual morning cheeks kiss in class and excuse himself after school since he suddenly had some other stuff to do.

You loved him, you really did, that's why your heart and mind told you maybe he needed some time or space to think about what had happened when that random guy confessed to you—because it's been since that day that he's gotten a 'little' colder towards you.

It didn't matter, you could give him some days to order whatever was on his mind and come back when he was feeling better. Though it's never been your way of sorting things out with him—you researched online and found out it could be a helpful way to get better as a couple.

So after giving him a week and a half to be reach out when he felt ready to—as you'd clarified via message to him and being left on sentvyour heart broke when there was still no signal of him coming back to you.

'No, don't think negatively now, maybe he just needs me to start up again! There's no problem with that since he's always been shy!' You thought as you came closer to your classroom, an uncomfortable feeling started growing in the pit of your stomach.

"Hello Izuk-" You went to embrace him as your body missed so much his warmth as you hugged him but froze in shock seeing his disturbed eyes after he'd flinched back once again from your touch.

"I'm-I'm sorry, maybe my voice was too loud, haha, soo, how are you? Do you feel better now?" You questioned keeping in mind your voice and opting to take one of his hands on yours, smiling kindly to hopefully demonstrate you weren't being distant because he had done something wrong.

"I'm sorry too, uhm, I-I'm doing better I guess." He said coldly, still not looking at you.

"Maybe you'd like to talk about this lat-" The ring went off and everyone gathered in their seats to start class, as you went to end your sentence, you noticed Izuku had simply taken out his notebook as a dismissing action.

Lunch time arrived and as you didn't find Izuku anywhere in the cafeteria, you thought of going to the rooftop as he'd most likely be there by himself—that's where you'd seen him go to these past days you haven't spent time with him by these hours.

You closed the door behind you and let out a relieved sigh watching him there—sitting down close to where the bars were—so calmly, oblivious to his inner turmoil.

"Hello again!" You spoke softly, smiling tenderly as he heard you and turned to look at you.

"I don't think it's a good time to speak Y/N," he'd finally spoken, but certainly those were not the words you were expecting to leave his lips after a week and a half from not talking to each other.

"I, I came to see how are you doing! I've been so worried this days!" You decided to brush it off as he'd done with your salutation.

"I thought you've finally given up on me." He said ever so softly you first thought you hadn't heard him right. 'You couldn't have, had you?'

"Wha-What? What are you talking about? You know I like you Izuku-I would never do tha-" "don't, please don't continue. I've told you it's not a good time to speak."

"Then could you tell me when will it be?" You asked truly curious and a bit hurt from his way of cutting you off.

"I don't think there would be another time..." "Hey, I'm sure you don't mean that-" "WHAT IF I REALLY DO?!" He cried out.

"Y/N, NO ONE WANTS US TO BE TOGETHER! SHOULD WE REALLY BE THEN?!"

Spilling tears after tears, forest-like green eyes missing their light among all the tall and thorny-full trees were begging for something even he could still not decipher what it was.

"I WANT TO BE WITH YOU, EVERYONE ELSE BE DAMNED FOR ALL I CARE!" You could not help your voice, after hearing him scream you screamed back wishing he'd get your message and be done with all this.

"I-sorry, I want to be with you, Izuku, Izuku Midoriya, I like you, I-I love you, not them." You confessed on the verge of tears, getting closer to take his hands on yours, craving for reassurance that he didn't want neither of this too.

"Then... I don't like you."

He uttered. Shattering your heart and breaking whatever was keeping you together. 'Did he really mean it?' 'Have I done something wrong?' 'Maybe all this time I thought he was the one who needed time to think and change something but actually I was the one who needed to change.'

Your mind ran thousands of miles per hour with all the bad thoughts you were trying so hard to erase. With Izuku by your side it was always much easier but now he'd been the one provoking them.

You liked Izuku... you really did, that's why you felt as if time had suddenly been frozen and you could only stare into those darkened, green eyes. 'When did they lose their spark? Why?'

You loved Izuku... you really did, that's why your heart even while being in so much pain couldn't bare to let your mind think about a life without him.

'Anyone but him.' But for him it seemed to be 'anyone but you.'

"Izu-No, you can't be serious, right? I-It's all their fault!" "Stop it Y/N, I think this has gone for too long now." He balled his fists at his side and went past you to get to the exit door.

"Please tell me you're lying..." you sounded so defeated. Izuku could only take so much and it was undeniable he wouldn't ressist hearing you nor seeing you cry because of him.

"Izuku, what did I do wrong..." you begged for answers most likely to yourself thinking he had already left you alone.

"It's not your fault," between sobs he pleaded, "don't blame yourself."

"It's not yours either, so then why?..." you implored to him, havig already fallen to your knees holding your tearful face with your hands.

"I-..." he'd fallen speechless, his mind echoing your question making him realize what he's been missing all this time.

Clarity. As simple as that.

He's read thousands of books and heard one to many stories were the main character would lack a certain thing and even if it seemed so absurd at the moment how much impact it could have on them once they got it back—Izuku could now understand how they all felt.

His thoughts had all been scrambled ever since that damned day someone confessed to you with no light to help him see the truth behind it all—behind all those jelousy-filled remarks from your classmates—he liked you, he really did. He loved you, heck, he adored you.

'Why did a random person's words have to be relevant to any of you?' 'Why did they get the right to decide who he is with and likes?' 'He had control over his own life, not any of them.'

As if he was holding his breath for days, he hurriedly went to your side, kneeling next to you and cried out apologies, "I'm sorry-I'm so-so sorry, I wasn't thinking clearly, I didn't think how you'd feel when I said that and for that and everything I've been putting you through I'm sorry."

"I love you Izuku, I really do." You shared after a few moments of silence, catching him by surprise when you side hugged him and looked at his matching red-puffy eyes.

"I love you too." He'd ultimately admitted, reciprocating your feelings and looking in that brightness only his eyes could hold and cast light upon yours as well—that, even if you were recognized as one of the most cheerful people on your school and such, you knew you'd be none of that without Izuku in your life ever again.

Oh, how love does wonders, doesn't it?

"Well, let's go and give a fuck about everyone's opinion now!" You encouraged as you caught Izuku to stand up and go back to class.

"Eh?!" He got surprised by your sudden cursing but quickly his eyes softened as he found the deep meaning of your words and nodded his head. "Yes, let's go."

All writings' rights reserved © 2024 Mitsua. (Credit to the respective owners of the picture and tagged anime character.) ⌇ my navigation!

[tetsunabouquet]

GOM Headcanon: Confessions

A/N: I had been thinking of how I'd confess to Akashi if he were real and I were the vice president of the student council, and I decided to make a headcanon how the GOM would react when their crush gives them an epic love confession.

"Akashi-senpai, I need to tell you something. I've been in love with you for a long time, and whilst I am know I am not the kind of girl someone of your status would fall for, I frankly stopped caring. I only care about wanting to make you happy and smile every day. I want you to know you deserve someone who loves you for who you are and not for whom your father is, even if it's not me. I just love you so much that it hurts. It hurts to keep it from you. I hate not being able to be honest with you, and I think I'd die if I couldn't confess to you before you graduate."

-You were his favorite girl in the entire student body, being a true friend. During your first year and Reo's final year, the vice-captain of Rakuzan's basketball team basically adopted you as his little sister. Nearly two years had passed since then and Akashi was preparing for his exams. -He did needed a while to process that you actually liked him back, because he had been wondering wether he had been delusional about it. -Akashi smiled warmly at you and asked you if you wanted to go out with him some time, going along with whatever you wished and whenever you wished it. -The two of you began a relationship as he affirmed he had no intention allowing his father to pick him a bride. -His heart melted when you said his heart was worth so much more then a simple transaction, and he confirmed to himself that you were the keeper he had always needed.

"Midorima-san, may I tell you something? I just wanted to say that I think you're the coolest guy at this school. You never allow people to push you around, you never care what they say and you've got such a strong backbone. I think you're truly strong, and not just because you have those mucles that you do and I think it's really attractive. The attitude, I mean, not the muscles though you do have a really nice body…" You rambled on and took a deep breath. "I just wanted to say, that I think I'm falling for you and think you're a really amazing, dependable guy even if you're younger then me."

-You were the senpai Midorima had been crushing on ever since he had enrolled at Shutoku and seeing you act all flustered like an innocent schoolgirl over him, shocked him to his core. -Sure, you were a schoolgirl, but he never expected to see you such a babbling mess. He never realized he had any of the slightest kind of power over you or that you even really cared for him all that much. You were always kind and helpful to everyone, after all. -Midorima said he would like to have your number in response, when he finally could speak. His face was red like a crate of cherry tomatoes, let me tell you. -He texted you as soon as he came home and hoped he hadn't broken some kind of stupid code as he was new to romance. Girls always seemed to speak about a code, at least. -Eventually he arranged a date later that week because it was the day both of your signs occupied the first and second position on the Oh-Asa chart and you giggled thinking he was cute.

"Aomine-kun, I need to tell you that I like you. Like, a lot. You're so cool, especially on the court. Just seeing you gets my heart all fluttered." You placed your hands on your heart, feeling it thump harshly underneath your flesh. There were a thousand things you wanted to say, like how beautiful his eyes were, but you knew Aomine to be a simple guy so you said it as plainly as you could, before you would chase him away by saying something cringy.

-Aomine first stared at your chest, your hands drawing more attention to it as he processed the information, but you knew Aomine could be a pervert so you didn't mind. -He started smirking pretty quickly though, you were a girl he found considerably pretty and he liked your sense of humor so it was great to hear you confess to him. -Aomine decided to ask you out for a date after the upcoming basketball match. -You attended the match and cheered for him, making him actually excited to play. -Afterwards he took you for a victory celebration dinner for just the two of you with the last thing you saw before leaving being a grinning Momoi.

"Murasakibara-kun," you said, drawing the purple haired's attention, "You are as dear to me as salt, and I would like for you to be my boyfriend." It was simple, easily processable for the childish-minded giant and with his love for food you thought the fairy-tale reference was cute and well-suited. Though panic shot through you as you wondered if Murasakibara even knew that folktale considering it wasn't as popular as Cinderella or something. Fingers crossed, I guess?

-Murasakibara might not have heard of the fairytale before, but unlike the King of the tale, Murasakibara was far too aware of the importance of salt and did not take it weirdly. -Murasakibara might have been convinced to go to Yosen partially because the coach was hot, but when it came to the actual students he found you the most attractive and he loved your fruit scented shampoo. -It did not take him long to decide that it wasn't a bad idea to give a relationship with you a shot and he nodded. "Sure." -Offered you a piece of candy as a token of love. -You couldn't stop yourself from cherishing that wrapper. You know, like in the sense of not wanting to wash your hand if it had been kissed by the boy you like. You wanted to remember that moment forever, no matter how simple and easy it had been.

"Kise, I want to tell you something and I hope you take me seriously," you said before taking a deep breath. "I know you probably get like a dozen confessions every day and honestly I wonder if mine is even going to stand out. But I really like you. And not for your looks. Neither for the money you probably make or the talent you have at sports. I like you for who you are. Like the moments you were trying so hard to make Kasamatsu-senpai proud, its like watching a golden retriever and I couldn't help but melt on the inside for a bit. If I'd only have half the devotion you show for the basketball team, I'm pretty sure I'd be the happiest girl in the world. Please be mine."

-The two of you had been partners in school projects often, it was as if luck was on your side to the disappointment of many girls at Kaijo High. So Kise knew you fairly well. -He had honestly fallen for you. Your humor always lifted his spirit and he saw you as a genuine friend. -Kise broke out in a 1000 watt smile, glowing as finally, he had been given the confession of a girl he actually liked. -He accepted your feelings immediately and you were shocked with how quickly he jumped to the occasion. -There were a couple of girls spying on you and you could hear them sob as Kise pulled you close and asked you if you were available for a date this weekend. You could not stop yourself from giggling as Kise rubbed it in their faces that he was only interested in you.

[wileys-russo]

We’ve seen that Tooney and Lessi are doing an escape room on bbc.

Would it be possible for you to do a fic where the reader goes for one with alessia but a really scary one?

They can be going to the escape room as a date or as friends that have been secretly in love with each other?

jumpscare II a.russo

"hello!" you jumped as a pair of cold hands grabbed at your hips, warm lips ghosting your ear, startling you as you dropped your phone from the shock, the device thankfully landing on the soft carpet beneath your feet.

"alessia! don't do that." you exhaled shakily and smacked her on the arm, turning to face the grinning blonde who bent down to grab your phone, quick to snatch it back off of her with a roll of your eyes.

"where's tooney?" the striker asked having known ella had driven you here, glancing over your shoulder and looking around for her partner in crime. "oh hi y/n, how are you? oh i'm so good thank you for asking alessia, how are you? oh you're well, thats fantastic!" you mocked her lack of greeting sarcastically, it now being her turn to roll her eyes.

"i said hello." the striker defended with a teasing smile, pulling you into a tight hug. "no you scared me and on purpose! you know i already don't want to be here." you grumbled into her shoulder, the taller girl rubbing your back comfortingly, ella having somehow convinced a group of your team mates to do a horror themed escape room on your day off.

"it'll be fine! it's just a bit of fun." alessia assured you as the two of you pulled apart, alessia secretly wishing she didn't need to let go.

the blonde having had a mild gigantic crush on you pretty much ever since she laid eyes on you when you'd been signed at the beginning of the season a few months ago.

however she treasured your fast developing friendship much more, and had spent weeks now trying to swallow the flutter of butterflies that erupted in her stomach every time you even looked in her direction.

don't get her started on when you smiled at her, laughed at something she said or did, fell asleep on her shoulder on long bus rides, the striker swooned at the simplest of interactions with you, and it killed her that the more she tried to push down these feelings the stronger they only seemed to grow.

though somehow unbeknownst to her, you were struggling with the same problem, too fearful confessing your feelings would push the blonde away and you'd rather be her friend than nothing at all.

both your mutual pining however did not go unnoticed by your friends and team mates, almost all of whom had tried to individually encourage the both of you to just ask the other out on a date.

but both of your insistence that the other would not share your own feelings meant mary and millie having to physically wrestle ella to the ground on a number of occasions to stop her from meddling and telling the both of you of the others privately confessed feelings to try and speed up the process.

though that didn't stop ella from meddling in her own more subtle ways, and with some convincing she had roped in maya and lucia to help her, and it was safe to say it was no mere coincidence that ella had suggested this specific escape room.

it was why she had forgotten failed to mention to the two of you that each of the rooms only allowed 6 people in each, and so making sure to check your group of 8 in ahead of time, it had meant you and alessia would be in your own room, alone.

though her plan was coming along (in her mind) brilliantly smooth, it didn't take long for mary to catch on as she stood beside the younger girl, assisting checking in your group.

"tooney we told you not to meddle." the goal keeper sighed, sending the brunette a pointed look of disappointment. "oh come on mary not the mum look!" ella rolled her eyes, sending the attendant a thankful smile and calling out to the rest of your group to come over so he could explain the rules, mary wincing at the volume of her shouts and sending an apologetic smile to an older couple who looked over unimpressed.

admittedly you hadn't paid very much attention when the attendant was explaining the rules, too busied with glancing at alessia out of the corner of your eye as the blonde rested her head on her fist, freshly dyed blonde hair tied back into her usual neat ponytail.

she was dressed quite casually, clad only in a pair of black leggings and a light blue denim jacket with a grey hoodie underneath, however she somehow made them look runway worthy, the girl could wear a bin bag and you'd still stare at her with your usual love sick gaze.

what you somehow failed to miss, was that with every fleeting moment your gaze was drawn back to the attendant and away from alessia, alessias own piercing blue eyes would flicker toward you.

a soft smile settled on her face as she watched you nod along with the attendants words, chewing on your bottom lip as the blonde knew you often did when trying to concentrate, a habit she'd tried to break you out of but it was to no use.

alike to her you were also dressed quite casually, clad in a pair of ripped blue jeans and an oversized black nike jumper, alessias smile softening as she noticed you tuck your hands into the sleeves which were a few centimeters too long.

the girls eyes wandered over your form, lingering a few seconds too long on the slivers of tanned skin that peeked out from the small distressed rips on the tops of your thighs, mary having already taken the mick out of you for the choice of pants, particularly the gaping holes around your knees. the older girl mockingly assuring you if you so desperately needed some new jeans she would buy you a proper pair, millie joining in and teasing she would bring over some bug spray to kill the moths in your closet which had obviously been feasting on your clothes.

you simply shoved them at their comments with a playful roll of your eyes, the attendant walking the eight of you over to the rooms. "well, good luck girls!" mary clapped both you and alessia on the back, neither you nor alessia having heard the attendant explain that due to their numbers policy the two of you had been nominated to do a different room alone.

"what?" the two of you echoed in sync, eyebrows furrowed into a confused frown. "only six to a room so we're in here, you two in there. same rules for each room just different challenges and back stories." mary explained with a shrug, hurrying off into the door beside you after the others, it closed behind her with a gentle thud as both you and alessia looked to one another with wide eyes.

"go on girls, times started!" the attendant encouraged with a nod of his head as both your gazes flickering up to the thirty minute timer above your head, the man hurrying the two of you inside with a clap, the door closing behind you before you'd even had time to process what was happening.

"oh god i hate this already." you forced yourself to take a deep breath, eyes slowly adjusting to the dimly lit room. "jesus christ!" you jumped as the tv on the wall snapped on, an elderly man with a deep bloodied cut across his neck slowly explaining how he was one of the many residents murdered here in the asylum, kick starting the story of your room and setting into motion what your challenge was.

"we're already five minutes in we best get to it." alessia nodded to a small door which had swung open from inside the fireplace, stepping one foot inside as your anxiety escalated.

"less I really don't know if i can do this." you shook your head firmly, feet rooted to the ground as you balled your fists by your side, heart hammering in your chest as your eyes darted nervously around the room.

"you'll be fine, come on!" alessia held out her hand toward you, wiggling her ring clad fingers expectantly as you quickly shook your head, stood still where you were.

you jumped again as a loud wicked cackle sounded throughout the room, shooting over towards alessia and grabbing her hand as alessias breath hitched, a bolt of electricity shooting through her as your fingers intertwined with hers.

"hey, look at me." she squeezed your hand gently, your eyes flickering to hers which shone with obvious concern. "if you want to we can leave and just wait for the others outside, i won't make you do anything you're not comfortable with." alessia promised softly, not having realised how terrified you actually were until this very moment.

hearing the sincerity in her words your face softened and once more you swooned, memory flickering back to how excited alessia was about doing the escape room at training yesterday. and just as she didn't want you to do this if you were scared, you didn't want her to have to miss out just for your own sake.

"no it's okay, you were really looking forward to this less and i don't want to be a buzzkill. i'll be fine, i just might have to break your hand." you smiled guiltily, holding up your intertwined fingers as alessia grinned.

"we could do another one that isn't themed on a murder in a mental asylum, please don't feel you have to do this for my sake." alessia assured but you shook your head, affirming you would be okay.

"come on, we've only got twenty minutes and if tooney beats us we won't hear the end of it." you joked, alessia firmly agreeing with a laugh, the two of you making your way into the next room.

"oh fuck me dead." you mumbled to yourself, eyes widening at the statues surrounding you, your anxiety peaking as you wondered if any of them were real people which would in time jump out at you.

doing your best to swallow that fear you followed alessias lead, the two of you searching around for four small keys to unlock your next clue. you let out a scream and shot backwards as a toy doll shot out of the small wooden jewellery box you had opened, strong hands wrapping around your waist to save you from falling.

"thanks!" you exhaled nervously, skin burning where alessias hands had just touched you beneath your jumper, the blonde quick to let you go after you'd steadied yourself.

"oh got the last one!" the striker announced happily as she grabbed the key out of an abandoned dusty gumboot, unlocking the chest and wincing as it opened to be full of fake severed limbs and heads. "er that's rank." you cringed, the girl quickly snatching out your next clue and slamming the chest shut.

mumbling the clue over and over to herself her blue eyes scanned the room, brightening as she spotted what she was after, hurrying over to the book case in the corner, yanking on an encyclopedia as an alarm sounded and it split in half.

"secret door!" alessia grinned at you excitedly, and you melted at the sincere happiness in her face, grabbing her hand as she offered it to you and following her into the next room.

"how is this worse!" you whispered in shock as you stepped out from into what appeared to be a meat locker. "thank god we're not vegetarians." alessia joked playfully, trying to lighten the mood as she began to look around for your next clue.

she nearly fell over as you let out a blood curdling scream, a man with a bloodied apron, slasher mask and a chain saw jumping out from a hidden door in the wall, yelling at the both of you as he waved the chainsaw around in your direction.

quick to react alessia pulled you in behind her, an arm wrapping tightly around your torso as the man let out a loud twisted laugh and disappeared back where he had come from, the lights cutting out only leaving a faint red glow from the LED strips lining the roof.

"are you okay??" alessia asked softly, turning around and gently placing her hands either side of your face, forcing you to look at her as you nodded, pale as a sheet. "i think we should lea-" alessia started to speak until you let out a gasp and smacked her on the shoulder.

"next clue!" you managed to spit out, gently removing her hands from your face and turning her around, nudging her to look at the ceiling where there was a number of arrows made of glow sticks pointing in different directions.

"is there a wheel or a lock or something we can turn?" you wondered aloud, fumbling your way around the walls trying to find something as alessia followed your lead, crying out victoriously as she found a loose brick she was able to turn.

"left, right, down, left, up!" you recited as you hurried to her side, the blonde twisting the brick in the desired directions as a loud hiss sounded and the wall began to part.

"you did it!" alessia beamed proudly, grabbing your hand and squeezing tightly as the two of you hurried into the next room, the attendant announcing you only had ten minutes remaining.

"we're looking for the jars of tablets with these five symbols on them, then we need to place the jars in that safe over there and close it, that'll open the next door." alessia informed as her eyes scanned over the instructions on the wall, the two of you hurrying to frantically search around.

"times nearly up girls!" another actor jumped out from the door you had both just came from, this one clad in a white lab coat smeared with blood, a machette in his hand as he smacked the large knife a few times against the safe with a menancing grin and lunged at the two of you before running back the way he came.

both caught off guard you let out screams, frantically grabbing one another. though of course alessia, clumsy as ever, tripped over the book she had dropped from her grip and stumbled, falling to the floor as she tugged you with her, you landing on top of her with a soft grunt.

"sorry!" alessia apologized quickly, cheeks flushing rosy pink with embarrassment, both at her own actions and at the close proximity you were both squished into in the dimly lit room.

"i told you i needed to wrap you in bubble wrap." you teased with a soft chime of laughter, the stumble having actually helped ease your nerves, able to find amusement in the blondes consistently clumsy behaviors.

alessias heart began to hammer hard in her chest, your faces so close to one another she could count the freckles which dotted the bridge of your nose. "less." you breathed out softly, a hot blush creeping down the back of your neck as the amusement was replaced with nerves as you also registered the situation you were in.

"can i kiss you?" you blurted out suddenly, tips of your ears burning bright red as the reality of what you'd just said dawned on you. with a mortified shake of your head you tried to stand, alessias arms quick to wrap around you, tugging your body back down to press tightly against her own.

"please." the older girl almost begged, eyes frantically searching yours for any hint that you didn't mean what you'd just said. not wasting another second you closed the small gap between the two of you, pressing your lips to hers.

if alessia felt butterflies when you looked at her, the feeling of your warm lips pressed against hers sent her mind and body into a catastrophic meltdown.

her calloused hands slid up the back of your jumper, gripping at the bare skin of your back as if you could disappear at a moments notice if she didn't keep a firm enough hold on you.

right as alessia's tongue began to explore your mouth the two of you beginning to fight for control of the kiss, a loud siren sounded and you quickly pulled away, sitting up and placing hands over your ears at the intrusive noise.

alessia did the same, trying to ignore the wildfire raging away in her stomach from the kiss she had yearned over for months now.

"time's up girls." the attendant informed awkwardly over the PA, the siren cutting off as the lights turned back on and your cheeks burned bright red as you realized the position you and alessia were in.

hurrying to your feet you held out a hand, assisting her up as the two of you made your way back to the beginning, not a single sound uttered between the two of you the entire way.

you let out a breath you hadn't realized you were holding in as the two of you stepped out of the first room, quick to notice the rest of your friends waiting a few feet away chatting among themselves.

"losers! looosers!" tooney began to chant tauntingly as you and alessia joined them, wagging her finger in your faces as you smacked her away.

"arcade time girls, lets go!" maya called out over her teasing, slinging an arm over the midfielders shoulder and dragging her away from the two of you, the others following and again leaving you and alessia in only one anothers company.

"i don't really feel like the arcade. do you want to maybe go get dinner?" alessia asked quietly, nervously fiddling with her ring as your eyes widened in surprise. "as in we leave them here and we go to dinner, just the two of us?" you asked slowly, alessia nodding with a small smile.

"like a...date?" you asked again though this time much more hesitantly as you played with the sleeves of your jumper, feeling a bit like a school girl speaking to her crush for the first time on the playground.

"yeah, a date." alessia confirmed with a nervous smile, cheeks flushed rosy pink.

"yeah actually, I'd really like that less."

[vagabond-umlaut]

blue hawaii

gojo satoru, the celebrated sorcerer, is far from normal. and so are you. everyone knows it; everyone accepts it.

geto suguru too did... until the muggy summer day the realization dawns upon him, on a car trip back from a mission, that you two are pretty normal. or at least, as much as they come...

but hey! who is geto referring to by 'they'?

two idiots in love with each other but too dumb to lend voice to their feelings, obviously.

whom else could he imply in your and gojo's case, huh?

▸ student! gojo satoru x student! gn! reader; 1.15k wc; pining! gojo; oblivious! snarky! reader; worried bestie! geto; wingman bestie! geto; fluff (loads and loads of it)

▸ summer has shoved spring out the way, and, jjk season 2 trailer has shoved all the important stuff out my brain. lolol. anyways, gif, divider and characters ain't mine. please don't plagiarize, translate or repost this. enjoy reading! ❤️

"gojo's ridiculous, isn't he?"

"i don't think so," you hum, glancing at geto from the corner of your eye. "attention-hungry would describe him better, i guess."

your senpai huffs a quiet chuckle, looking ahead. "yeah, you're right."

lips twitching into a tiny smile, you too return your gaze forwards, to the kakigori stand where your other senpai stands. a wide grin on his face, directed at the gaggle of girls around him, as they bombard him with questions, giggles erupting every time he replies.

it has always been this way, you think as you drag your eyes from the scene before to your watch. eleven-thirty, it says, and an exasperated sigh leaves you.

it was nine-thirty when the three of you started from iwaki, mission being over the night prior - yet, in spite of two hours elapsing since then, you're still stuck at hitachi. if this same speed of travel is kept, you're sure you won't reach the school before late this afternoon.

another long sigh escaping, you hop back onto the hood of the car and pluck out your phone - only to have it taken away a beat later. "geto senpai, please," you grumble, looking up with a scowl - to an even more scowling face looking down at you.

"how long will you run away from your feelings?" the boy inquires, flipping your phone shut as a concerned pair of eyes sweep over your features. "the longer you delay it, the farther satoru will go away from you. don't you realize that?"

your frown deepens. incredulity sneaks into your voice as you ask, a flurry of questions hitting the opposite person, "feelings? what feelings? and why would gojo senpai go away from me? did i do anything wrong? the hell are you talking about, senpai?"

geto pinches the bridge of his nose, visibly annoyed - and tired. you simply jump off your seat in response, coming to stand beside him again, the skin of your forehead drawn into lines and furrows.

a long second passes before the silence between you two is broken. with another glance at gojo, who is now scribbling something on a notepad in the distance, he looks back to you. "satoru is giving those girls his contact details now; what does that make you feel?"

sparing gojo a glance, you lean back against the car, stuffing hands into your pockets. "irritated, i guess." your answer seems to delight geto as he cracks a tiny knowing smile, mimicking your posture. "oh, really? and why is it so?"

a sly smirk overtakes your features as you look back to find gojo send you a 'please help' look. of course, that bastard will drag you to ward off these pests now. you aren't really bothered, though.

you'll willingly go through a thousand of these troubles, if it means the white-haired sorcerer stays safe and happy at the end of the day.

snatching your phone away from his grasp, you offer geto a shrug paired with a toothy grin. "it is so because it won't be gojo senpai's inbox which will be flooded with love confessions by today evening. it'll be my phone's inbox."

your senpai raises an eyebrow, as if asking if you're kidding or not.

you know he knows you're not. gojo and you share dynamics just as crazy as that.

you continue, grinning, "and it is only so long before one grows tired and irritated of reading and deleting the same kind of messages, over and over again, ya know? even more if you're single and you know you're more attractive than the person these were intended to."

a loud guffaw erupts from him in response to your comments. wiping a tear from his eye, the boy pats your shoulder genially.

"you two are unbelievable. you, more than him," geto says, shaking his head, a fond exasperation tangible in his tone. your lips quirk up smugly. "now go, save your damsel in distress. you've been receiving quite a few sos signals till now, haven't you?

chuckling, you push yourself off the car, and with a nod and a salute, amble over to the kakigori stand.

from where he is reclining against the car, geto watches the way the crowd grows stunned as you enter their line of vision. the way it takes a couple of milliseconds before their focus switches from gojo to you.

a snicker escapes the boy as he observes the girls' once vibrant faces wilt, when you wrap an arm around gojo's torso and the latter leans into your touch - a soft look skittering across his classmate's now-red face as he gazes down at you; you beaming up at him.

geto's snicker tempers down to a relieved smile. checking his watch, he gets into the car, onto the driver's seat, and starts the engine.

gojo isn't really a playboy. you aren't really silencing your heart.

the two of you are just plain old idiots.

one enough of an idiot to pine away wordlessly for all eternity.

the other even more of an idiot to be ignorant of their feelings in the first place, despite how glaringly, utterly obvious they always are.

a relaxed smile crawls onto geto's lips as he spots the two of you walk towards the car, a rosy tinge to your cheeks as the both of you laugh loudly, gojo swinging your intertwined hands in between you two.

shoko was right, geto muses. the two of you meanwhile slide into the back seat, tears rolling down your cheeks from your howling laughter. gojo simply stares at you with a lovestruck smile, dazed eyes darting from where you've clutched his arm to your chortling expression.

driving the car back onto the road, the boy throws his best friend an eyebrow waggle in the rear-view mirror, when you let out a yawn and nestle closer to the latter, eyes closing and arms wrapping loosely around his midsection.

the white-haired asshole responds to his not-so-innocent implication with a rude hand gesture, while his other hand comes to pat the side of your head gently.

geto's teasing grin doesn't diminish one bit.

gojo and you might as well be the most terrible idiots in this whole world. yet... against all former misgivings, geto thinks- no, knows- your romance will never be as terrible nor pathetic as the two of you.

if all the cards are played right - the black-haired boy is pretty sure - you two might even grow to be the sweetest couple in town.

[all thanks to you, though, should it happen.

gojo might be his fellow strongest sorcerer, his partner-in-crime, his one and only best friend - but he'll never be good enough for geto to fib, saying he too contributed to the both of you gaining that title.

if anything, the only moniker that goggles-wearing classmate of his can get you is 'the most embarrassing couple in town'. nothing less and definitely nothing more than that. geto is damn sure of that.]

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[multifandomwhore-003]

Mouthful

Pairing: Ethan Landry x female! reader

Summary: After a very special encounter at Chad's party, Ethan decided to reach again

Genre(s): pre-smut (?), fluff

Warnings: cursing, mentions of a blow job

Taglist: @seriluvsya @h34rtsformilli @bella7866 , join here

A/N: I'm sorry for being a fucking tease, I just have no idea how to continue it

Gif credits to whom it belongs

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"I- I told you, I don't do one-night stands," he desperately argued.

"I told you I did, and you still agreed," you tilted your head.

He sighed.

"Calm down baby girl-"

"Could you please stop calling me that?!" he whispered-yelled, looking around to make sure no one heard you.

"Why?" You were still looking through the bookstands.

"I don't like nicknames as it is, especially not that one,"

"Oh," you stopped, "I wasn't replacing your name with anything, Ethan, I'm just pointing out one of your many characteristics," you turned to him, eyes finally on him.

He readjusted his backpack nervously, avoiding the powerful gaze.

"What? You're seriously gonna stand here and straight-up lie to yourself and say you're not baby girl?"

He adorably blushed from the apple to his cheeks, to his ears, reaching all the way down to his neck, "That's-" he tried to snap out of it, "That's not the point,"

"You were the one who brought it up," you shrugged resuming your search, "Besides, you can barely call that a one-night stand,"

"What would you call it then?"

"A... consensual exchange of pleasure between two very stressed students,"

"That's a very long way of saying you-" he clenched his jaw.

"I... what? Sucked you off? You're right, although I gotta thank you for that, I'm so much better and mouthfuls now," you winked at him, "Great stamina by the way," you hit his shoulder.

"Listen," he placed himself in front of you, "I know you don't give a shit, but I do,"

You took a deep breath.

"It was a big deal to me,"

You couldn't help but slightly cringe, but gave him a chance anyway, he looked so desperate you almost felt bad for him, "I ask again, why?"

"Because," he cleared his throat, "It was the first time that's ever happened to me," he confessed, his tone barely above a whisper.

You were taken aback, "Bullshit!"

Someone from a few rows back let out a loud 'Shh'

He apologized before looking back at you with comical confusion, "What do you mean bullshit?"

"It means you're a fucking liar,"

"Why would I lie about that?"

"I- I-" you shook your head, "I don't know, but I just- I don't believe you,"

"I don't know whether to feel flattered or offended," he let out.

"There's just no damn way you're a virgin,"

"What-" he scratched his head, "What makes you say that?" he put his hand in his pockets while pursing his lips.

"Uh," you were still shocked, "Your- your face, for one," you gestured, "Puppy eyes, fleshy lips," you kept thinking, "For fucks sake, Ethan, you're a swimmer!" you kept moving your hands, "I've seen you in a fucking speedo, water dripping, you're a 6 foot something muscular eye candy!" you laughed in disbelief, "You're sweet, you're super freakishly smart, you've read, Jane Austen, Agatha Christi, and Leigh fucking Bardugo; sure, you're Starwars fan and you know way too much about Mike Flanagan, but come on! Anyone and I really mean, anyone would gladly overlook that," you tried to recover your breath, "So yeah, I'm sorry for not beliving you about being a virgin,"

He furrowed his brows, "When did you see me in my speedo?"

"That's the part you're focused on after I ranted about how great of a fucking catch you are?" You widened your eyes, "You're unbelievable, I meant that both as a good and a bad thing," you pushed him out of your way, "And to answer your question, I walked a friend who's on the female swim team to her practice yesterday, I'm not a fucking stalker for Christ's sake," you clarified, "And the rest of information you told me yourself,"

You referred to two nights ago when Chad threw his birthday party, he actually introduced the two of you that same night, he thought complaining about schoolwork was enough to make a good match.

You sat on top of one of the tables, "Look, I'm sorry for... seducing you if you will, and then leaving without a trace," you couldn't completely hide the fakness.

He looked down, "Thank you, for the apology and confidence boost,"

You chuckled, "I meant all of it,"

He nodded trying to hide his very strong flush.

You scanned the boy infront of you, a part of you didn't wish to see him after the 'incident' let alone talk to him, but if you had to be honest with yourself, you were more than glad to have him chasing you around campus all day trying to find even a speck of courage to walk up to you. There was a slight moment of excitment in your eyes, as you noticed he was struggling with himself wether to stay or not, he made his choice by resignating to place his bag on the table next to the one you chose, you knew what he was doing, trying to make it seem as he planned all along to work here and 'conincidentally' run into you. You made your choice as well, by getting up and snatching the notebook out of his hands.

"Obviously you have fucking good hand-writing," you scoffed leafing through it, "And is that-" your eyes squinted, "Fountain pen?"

"Y-yeah," he aswered.

"Of course it is," you pulled out a chair to continue your observation in a more comfortably postition.

Ethan didn't know you that well, but he sure as hell wasn't going to try and take something from you, so he just proceeded to grab another set of things for another homework. You on the other hand, wasted no time in reaching the very end of the pages, where the good stuff was, the free space whre everyone draws terrible sketches, writes pending tasks or random thoughts in any way shape or form; and yet it seemed he didn't have anything, just purely white paper. You rolled your eyes, there had to be more to him, something to make him more interesting that the perfect and sweet guy you gave a blowie to, something that could justify why you wanted to fuck him so badly right now, the urge had to be justified with something else than the cutest nerd you'd ever seen, but he didn't seem to help you.

In a breef moment of boredom, you wondered about his intentions, more specifically why he wanted to talk to you in te first place, what would he win out of an apology or simply a glimpse of regret? Did he regret it? Maybe. Perhaps he didn't regret what happened (clearly not by the way he was moaning so loud you were sure the entire crowd heard him), perhaps he just regreted there was no chance it could happen again.

"Ethan," you said softly, eyes filled with intention, feline almost.

"What?" he turned to you.

"I know you're not here to make me feel bad," you reached the cover of his book and slowly closed it, purposely making your bodies closer, to which you heard his breath hitched, "Would you like to walk me back to my apartment?"

He gulped, "Aren't- aren't your roommates there?"

"On a friday night?" You asked rhetorically, "What a silly question for such a smart little brain,"

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Lmk if I should do a part two, I just don't know how to continue it so if you have any ideas pls send them it would really help a lot

[thepeanut]

SULLY BOYS + SPIDER // THEIR CONFESSIONS

SYNOPSIS - NETEYAM, LO'AK, AND SPIDER'S CONFESSIONS

REQUEST - NONE

GENRE - FLUFF

WARNINGS - JEALOUSY, NEAR-DEATH EXPERIENCE, FEMALE READER

WORD COUNT - 1,558

ENJOY !

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NETEYAM (METKAYINA! READER)

being one of the olo'eyktan's offspring, y/n had to teach the sully children the ways of the metkayina.

as time passed teaching the kids, so did neteyam's infatuation increase. with whom? y/n.

neteyam hid his crush for her well; only kiri was able to figure it out. she often told him that the way his body seemed to relax around y/n gave him away. the girl often found herself at night listening to neteyam ramble about the girl, and how he could not possibly confess to her. he heavily doubted the fact that y/n would like him, or even see him as a friend. he wanted to change that, so that is what led him to begin talking to the metkayina girl.

for y/n, she always had her eyes on him. this meant looking after him when she was teaching him, and always worrying about him first out of anyone. her twin, ao'nung, could see that; it irked him. nonetheless, he tried not to pay too much attention to it.

neteyam and y/n began to become closer friends, almost best friends. between the two of them, neteyam would follow y/n while she lead the way. she would talk, while he would listen.

neteyam would bask in her beauty (both inner and outer beauty), the way words flowed from her lips enamoured him. how she would make him feel drove him insane. her personality truly fascinated him, how could one be so interesting? y/n’s touch made him both melt and set his heart on fire.

as a couple of months passed, y/n too started to deeply like him. she realised she spoke to no one about this, so y/n told her younger sister about it. unfortunately, tsireya did not give much advice, but it felt nice getting it off her chest.

since then, she had been nagging for y/n to confess to him.

"you must! i see the way he looks at you when you hang out; he loves you, y/n." tsireya exclaimed, grabbing her older sister's arms.

"i'm not so sure, 'reya. what if- what if he had someone he loved at home?" y/n replied, her thoughts getting the better of herself.

"sorry, but you're such a skxawng sometimes. for the love of eywa, tell him how you feel! you love him, and there's a chance he might love you."

"listening to this is making me tired. either you don't do anything, or i will drag you there." ao’nung, your twin, chimed in. he earned a light smack on the shoulder from y/n.

tired of her siblings bothering her, y/n went to search for the omaticayan boy. although it was only around 15 minutes, it felt like hours. her stomach churned at the thought of him rejecting her, but seeing neteyam up ahead made all her worries dissipate.

he, seeming troubled, was talking to kiri.

being nosy, y/n quietly swam towards the rock and listened to their conversation.

"i- i am so in love with her, but i don't think she’ll reciprocate my feelings. i always feel so much better around y/n, like a weight was lifted off my shoulders suddenly. kiri, how do i tell her?" he asked, while kiri seemed to be in deep thought.

her eyes looked around, sensing a third person among them.

looking down, she saw the metkayina, and silently smiled.

"speaking of the devil... this is your chance. take it" kiri said, whispering toward the end. she then left, riding her ilu.

"(y/n)? is that you?" neteyam's gentle voice asked, as y/n climbed upon the rock.

"yes, it's me. i have to tell you something, neteyam." she replied, looking into the boy's golden, mesmerising eyes.

"i do too. can i go first, please?" he pleaded, taking her hands in his.

"of course." she smiled, already knowing where this is going.

"y/n, when i first saw you, i thought you were the most beautiful woman on pandora. everything about you piqued my interest, and i wanted to become closer with you. i haven't regretted that decision since. everyday, i learn something new about you that makes you even more endearing. i love the way you talk, the way you are kind towards everyone, how you make my heart want to jump out of my chest, and so much more. i love everything about you, y/n.” neteyam stated. much more softer than before, he voiced the words, “oel ngati kameie."

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LO'AK (HUMAN! READER)

y/n was norm’s younger sister, and a scientist, which meant that she would see the sully family often.

whenever she would see them, the sullys were always fun, drawing her closer to them, especially the children. y/n mostly spent her time with kiri, both sharing a passion in the nature of pandora.

little did she know, a sully would always watch her from afar. it was clear, anyone could see it, that lo’ak liked y/n. he found her presence constantly calming. he would always bring gifts, whether they were plants for her to experiment on, or bracelets and necklaces made by himself. this was his attempt to tell y/n how he felt.

y/n was hopeful when she saw the gifts. hopeful for the chance of lo’ak liking her. however, she pushed those feelings deep, and told herself he just wanted to make her feel at home.

one day, she was speaking with spider, joking about her older brother, norm. the sixteen year old in front of her made one joke in particular that made y/n laugh hard.

lo’ak, seeing her laugh, felt a pang in his heart. why couldn’t he make her laugh like that? why couldn’t she see what he himself was doing for her? jealousy bubbled in his body, irritation taking over.

without thinking, he went over and dragged y/n away.

“lo’ak? is something the matter?” the human girl asked, slightly disturbed by the aura surrounding them both.

the sully stopped in his tracks. what was he thinking, dragging y/n away like that?

“ngaytxoa, y/n… i don’t know what i was doing. are you hurt?” he apologised, loosening his grip on her wrist, which was tiny compared to his hand.

y/n’s eyes softened, “i’m fine, lo’ak. did you want to tell me something?”

he thought for a moment, and spoke, “i like you, y/n. more than just a friend- for a while now.”

it left her a little speechless. y/n always felt her heart flutter around him. the way his touch lingered on her would drive herself mad, wanting for more. his humour would never fail to make the girl giggle. his hotheadedness always worried her, but that’s what made her like him in the end.

lo’ak began to turn anxious due to how quiet she was. he noticed the corners of y/n’s lips curve upwards, turning into an affectionate and pearly smile.

“i like you too, lo’ak.”

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SPIDER (OMATIKAYAN! READER)

y/n, neteyam, lo'ak and spider were running through the forest. adrenaline was pumping through each of their veins, looking back to see the thanator still chasing them.

"i've got a plan, guys. on the count of three, neteyam and i will go to the left, y/n and spider to the right. okay?!" lo'ak shouted, earning grunts of approval from the rest of everyone.

"alright, one, two, three, go!" he called out, others all doing as he told.

as y/n and spider ran, the thanator seemed to have gone in the other direction. both kids continued running, terrified of the idea that the thanator was still nearby.

spider looked back, relief washing over him, "phew, palulukan's not there anymo-"

the boy tripped over a vine, leading to the edge of a cliff. he began to scream, before he felt a hand grabbing his. looking up, he could see the omaticayan girl, the one na'vi he liked the most.

"spider! just hang on, okay? i'll get you up, somehow..." she exclaimed, trying to pull him up with fail.

he could see her struggling, his legs hanging in the air. spider began to lose faith, before groaning in frustration.

around ten minutes had passed of y/n, again, attempting to pull him back. she was becoming more and more desperate, spider more dejected. her arms were beginning to ache, but the girl persevered.

"look, y/n, if i don't make it-" he began.

"don't say that! i won't ever let go, ok?!" the na'vi interrupted, not wanting to think of her close friend in such a state.

"it's important! i just want to tell you, if i fall off this cliff, that- that i like you. i've liked you since we were kids. you were always the nicest to me, and you always argued with your mother about me, since she doesn't like me that much-"

"how do you know that?" she snapped, her cheeks becoming flushed.

"it doesn't really matter- but i've always loved you." spider finally finished, nervous to meet y/n's eyes.

"if it weren't for this stupid mask of yours, and that you're holding on for dear life, i would've kissed you by now." spider's crush laughed, still maintaining her grip on spider's arm.

spider's face, at this point, was tomato red with a radiant grin.

(dw you guys get out of there)

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[liesmyth]

I'm nearly done with ACOWAR and like. I'm trying to care about Cassian and Nesta but honestly my most recurring Nesta ship thought is Nesta/Elain.

NESTA/ELAIN I love your brain so much! unfortunately I'm cold to negative on Cassian/Nesta, mostly because I think that Nesta is way too cool for the story SJM stuck her in, and everyone she interacts with does her dirty, and the romance is shoehorned... I'm a hater. Rescue my girl from that book and take her to warrior lesbians island

also this ask made me go look for all my goodreads updates while I was reading the Nesta book (court of silver flames) and here's all of them in order. I really was in the trenches. I remember I finished it & immediately went to look for fic and I found @flowerflamestars's ao3

July 8, 2022 - 1.0%

I must confess I have finished 3 of these books now and I still have no idea of what that Cauldron even IS. A real physical object, a metaphor for creation, a pocket alternate dimension, a TARDIS? Who knows bc I sure don't

July 8, 2022 - 5.0%

July 10, 2022 – 15.0%

Look, I love Nesta. I came into this book Very excited and all primed to have a good time, hyped up and ready to go!!

and then 3 chapters in I remembered that I don't really trust Sarah with the characters I like so picture me reading this book like a kid peeking through their fingers watching a scary movie, nervous af but needing TO KNOW

July 11, 2022 – 20.0%

I desperately want to like this more but STAPH @ all this bloated political drama about people I don't care about

gimme more Nesta or give me death

FINALLY things are happening that I care about

July 11, 2022 – 27.0%

Cassian saying "core" and meaning "abs" vs. Nesta hearing "core" and thinking about romance smut is exactly what goes through my head every time I listen to these audiobooks while working out

July 12, 2022 – 30.0%

everytime rhys gets mentioned in this book i roll my eyes the same way nesta does

July 12, 2022 – 32.0%

July 13, 2022 – 46.0%

Sabrina was so right about Amren and I hate it

(Sabrina being my friend who said to me early on: you won't like Amren's arc in this book)

Cassian sexing up (?) Nesta to bring her out of her trance, in front of all his friends whom Nesta doesn't like very much, is... aggressively Not my kink, wow

July 14, 2022 – 54.0%

I just think Nesta is really neat

July 14, 2022 – 60.0%

getting pretty tired of rhys & co arbitrarily deciding is cool to keep potentially life-threatening information from the women in their lives

July 14, 2022 – 60.0%

Rhys: she could literally die but let's not tell her FOR HER OWN GOOD

everyone else: you're such a good boss. saviour of everything. guiding light of this circle. sure let's do that!

July 14, 2022 – 61.0%

"Amren: dictatorship is sexy actually" — WTF is going on with everyone's characterization in this book?

July 14, 2022 – 60.0%

anyway, like. i'm sure as hell not reading this smutty supernatural fantasy romance with my critical brain turned on, but the way this book keeps trying to Make A Point about Trauma and Misogyny and Feminist Empowerment while being riddled with misogynistic implications is sure fascinating to behold. sarah janet. honey. have some self awareness i'm begging you

July 15, 2022 – 65.0%

Literally Rhys: Nesta saw fit to inform Feyre of the very real risk to her actual life, how absolutely dare, I'm scary murderous and I want her gone before I fucking kill her

All those absolute tools: This seems like a totally normal reaction to have! Rhys should be highest king, what a great dude

Me: actually do get Nesta out of the city she deserves better

July 15, 2022 – 66.0%

ok but seriously why is this book trying to make it seem like making someone aware of a potentially life-threatening medical condition is "an unforgivable thing". why sarah. why

July 16, 2022 – 78.0%

Death Queen Nesta is just really hot, methinks

July 16, 2022 – 80.0%

I unapologetically AM very, very into Eris/Nesta, actually

July 18, 2022 – 80.0%

“I want to take that road.” Her voice thickened. “I want to take the road that no one dares travel, and I want to travel it with you two.” — AWWW GWYN!!!!! 😍😭❤️"

July 19, 2022 – 98.0%

this is so predictable and underwhelming :))

[donutsupremacy]

Qiqi's Playdate

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Summary

"What was Doctor Baizhu thinking? How would Xiao be a good babysitter in anyway? Let alone spend the entire day taking care of the same child whom he had harmed years ago! Well, luckily for him, if it has a certain traveller joining him... Perhaps he wouldn't mind the task much."

Warning

A bit of spoilers for QiQi's backstory

Fluff with a dot of Angst (SQUINT HARDER)

GN!Reader

Reader is traveller (Aka ppl call you traveller but you're not ACTUALLY Lumine/Aether, you basically take their spot and save their asses)

No love confessions (Poor boi u fell asleep at the wrong time)

You can still talk

Mentions of Cocogoat and Cocomilk

A/N: Sumeru's desert has coconuts, right?? Those oasis areas HAVE to have coconuts, right??????? Also I HC that Xiao takes care of Qiqi sometimes cuz it's cute even though she doesn't remember him.

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Your romance begins here

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"No."

The Adepti's harsh response was told in a cold tone, his golden eyes glaring back at the calm green haired man who only smiled. "Xiao, I understand that you are an Adepti, you have your own duties to attend to and I respect that, truly I do."

The dark haired Adepti, sitting on top of a tall rock and peering down at him, scoffed at his final sentence. "Then, why task me with something that is none of my concerns? Do not make me repeat myself once more; My awnser is no."

"Simple. You're one of the very few people I trust little Qiqi with, it just so happens that out of everyone, you're currently the only one who's not occupied." Baizhu explained, his gaze upon the mighty Yaksha never faltering.

"Do you simply assume I do not have my own responsibilities to attend to just because I am sitting here?" Xiao asked, as though he was offended. Truth to be told, with how the traveller has been helping around Liyue after Osial's attack, there was little to no trouble brewing any where. It was as if they were a good luck charm that conveniently stumbled into Liyue, dispelling all the evil and filth within.

He simply decided to wander around the bamboo forest, fending off a few Hilichurls here and there. But other than that, he was just as free as a bird.

"Yes." Baizhu awnsered casually, ignoring how his single word awnser only ticked off the dark haired male more. "Now, I know you're only trying to avoid Qiqi herself by trying to intimidate me, but you should already know by now that the same strategy would never work more than once." The green haired doctor stated, after all, this wasn't the first time he had asked Xiao to take care of the little girl.

"Besides, you wouldn't want Qiqi to simply wander off without anyone to take care of her, would you?" The pure white snake chimed in, it's ruby red eyes glistening under the sun.

Xiao looked away, grumbling under his breath when he thought about the same little girl, who he had accidentally killed and later on resurrected, get injured again. Sure, she may be technically immortal, but she's still a child that can get hurt.

"You mortals shouldn't be taking responsibilities if you're just going to rely on someone else to handle them for you... When will you return from Sumeru?" Xiao asked, looking over at the green haired doctor who would be gone for an entire day. Maybe even longer. Just spending a day with a child who he and the other Yakshas brutally murdered on accident.

He has looked after Qiqi quite a few times before, but only for about an hour or so. Spending the entire day with her? He's not sure if he's even up to that task.

"Ah, so is that a 'yes' i'm hearing?" Baizhu asked, only receiving an annoyed expression from the Adepti. "I'll take that as a yes. You can find Qiqi at Bubu Pharmacy tomorrow at 6 in the morning."

It's not even tomorrow yet and he's already regretting the half-assed decision.

[Time skip]

"Welcome to Bubu Pharmacy. I am Qiqi."

Xiao blinked a couple of times, standing at the entrance in confusion for a few seconds before squinting his eyes at the counter. "How may Qiqi help you?"

"Oh." Xiao muttered as he approached the counter, looking over and down to see the same lifeless pink eyes, still full of innocence, staring right back at him. "...Qiqi." The dark haired male greeted rather awkwardly and in an unintentionally cold tone, from what Baizhu had told him, Qiqi wasn't supposed to be working today.

"Sir." Qiqi greeted back in her soft spoken, yet, monotonous voice.

The Adepti sighed, leaning over the counter to pick up the girl as if she were a stuffed bear. He's held her small hands before, even allowing her to sit in his lap, but he was never used to picking her up. If anyone were to pass by, they would assume the Yaksha was trying to steal the child.

"Baizhu has told me that he will be occupied on some expedition to Sumeru for the rest of the day... I will be looking after you in his absence." Xiao stated as he placed her down on the ground, now on the other side of the counter. "As much as i'd like to leave you in the hands of a more... suitable human, it seems... Iaam the only one who can take care of you for the time being."

"But Qiqi needs to work." Qiqi tries to return to her original spot, only to be stopped by the taller male holding his arm out to block her path.

Xiao clicked his tongue, annoyed when she tried to walk around his arm to reach the counter. "You will have another mortal to serve the Pharmacy in your stead, did Baizhu not tell you today was supposed to be your day off?" The Yaksha tried to reassure, reaching out to grab her. "Will you cease your pathet- Stop. I have some important manners to attend to, but I am not allowed to leave you alone. You will be coming with me."

"Qiqi's orders cannot be ignored or cancelled." The purple haired girl said as he lifted her up, though she did not put up much of a fight to escape his grasp.

Though before Xiao could grumble another remark, a pair of footsteps approaching the pharmacy could be heard by the entrance. Dealing with the girl's stubbornness was already starting to annoy him, having to deal with mortals would only fuel the fire. "Leave. Now—"

"Hey! That's no way to greet your old friends!"

His golden eyes widened in shock, seeing 'The Hero of Liyue' and their floating partner now standing right in front of him with a large box in hand.

It was the traveller. The same traveller whom fought by his side against Osial. But what are were doing here? Last he remembered, they were planning to venture off to Inazuma in search of the Electro Archon. Had the traveller succeeded in their mission? And in less than a month too?

Though, at the same time, he'd have expect it to be a piece of cake for them. He knew the traveller was no ordinary mortal.

"Xiao, Qiqi, long time no see." The traveller greeted with a smile.

There's that feeling he felt again. That abnormal feeling swirling around in his chest when he saw that smile, it was just like the time they attended the Lantern Rite festival together. He had been unknowingly craving to see that smile ever since their departure from Liyue.

"...Traveller. Qiqi remembers you." The purple haired girl smiled and offered a wave, to which they returned with an amused chuckle and a wave of their own.

"Xiao, what are you doing?" Paimon asked, wondering why the Adepti was holding up Qiqi like she was a teddy bear.

Xiao cleared his throat and placed Qiqi down, opening his mouth only to have the said girl wander back behind the counter. A sigh left his lips, turning around to fish her over the counter. "Doctor Baizhu is on some kind of expedition to Sumeru, he has chosen me to look after her... Though, I was not given much a choice anyway."

"Oh, that explains it. But... you? Of all people? Why not Zhongli? Or Xiangling?" The floating companion asked, hovering around Xiao who now refused to let Qiqi down until he was done talking to the traveller.

The dark haired male merely shrugged in response, it was none of his buisness to stick his nose into anyone's affairs. "Are you sure you're up to the task? Paimon didn't know you can take care of children."

"Paimon!" The traveller scolded, gently tugging her small legs downwards.

"Hey! Don't pull on Paimon's leg!" The floating fairy whined, stomping her legs mid air like a child having a tantrum.

"I don't blame you for having that thought process of me. I only accepted because—... I had... nothing better to do." Xiao hesitantly said, thought it was mostly true, anyways. "It's a surprise to see you here back so soon, traveller. What brings you here?"

"Well, I recently returned from a trip to Sumeru's desert." The traveller held up the box in their hand, opening the lid to reveal several bottles inside. "And I found a lot of coconuts! So I made some coconut milk!"

The dark haired boy looked up at them with a confused and unamused expression. They came back from a journey... with an entire box of coconut milk.

However, Qiqi's pink eyes sparkled upon seeing the bottles. "You brought back cocomilk?"

The traveller snickered, every time someone (specifically the zombie child) mentioned anything related to 'Cocomilk', they can't help but remember wasting their time searching for something that didn't exist.

"Yes, Qiqi. A whole box of Cocomilk just for you." The Traveller said as they placed the box down and fetched a bottle, handing it over to the girl who happily took it.

Opening the lid, Qiqi took a sip of the liquid, her smile growing slightly bigger than usual. "Thank you, Traveller. Qiqi loves it."

"Glad you like it, Qiqi. I don't mind getting you more when I return to Sumeru." The traveller stated. For an odd reason, Xiao furrowed his brows in confusion at her last statement.

Return to Sumeru? But didn't they just arrived in Liyue? And now they're leaving so soon after giving Qiqi a box of her favorite drink? Was that the actual reasom why you're back? What about him??

"You're returning to Sumeru so soon?" Xiao blurted out on accident, his golden eyes that were normall cold and unfazed now showing a bit of sorrow. Why was he upset with the thought of them leaving so... upsetting?

He didn't remember being this upset when they left to Inazuma. Sure, the whole time he was wondering if they were safe, debating on whether or not he should check in on them, but he also knows how capable they are in combat.

Still, that dreadful feeling of wondering 'When would they return?' continued to linger in his mind every night.

"Well... Paimon and I still have a few... unfinished buisness. But, ah, if you'd like... We could stay here a little while longer." The traveller stated, rubbing their forearm shyly while averting their gaze away from the Adepti.

'If you'd like.' Does the traveller possess something more powerful than just the ability to control elemental power without a vision? He was feeling something warm grow in his cheeks, his chest tightening as though they created a vine that constricted his heart.

Would they really put their journey on pause just to spend some time with him? Why was he enjoying their company more than anyone else? And why was he desperately craving it?

"Traveller, you're staying?" Qiqi asked, her bottle of cocomilk now empty and her pink eyes suddenly shining in what looks like excitement.

"Uh—" "Qiqi wants to show you something... But, Qiqi still has orders." The purple haired girl looked over at the counter, blinking slowly but still stuck in Xiao's arms.

"Where's the other mortal that was supposed to take her place?" Xiao grumbled in annoyance, glancing at the entrance in hopes of seeing the said person. Unfortunately, they weren't there.

"Is it supposed to be Qiqi's day off or something today? And Paimon's pretty sure you can cancel Qiqi's orders." Paimon reminded.

The traveller chuckled, taking her out of Xiao's arms who didn't even try to take her back. "There is. If I recall, all I have to do is hug you with 'a lot of sincerity', right?" Without waiting for her to awnser, the traveller gave the girl a loving hug.

Qiqi immediately wrapped her small arms around the traveller, happily snuggling into their warm embrace. "There. So, will you listen to what Xiao says, now?" The traveller asked softly, patting the child on the back of her head.

"...Ok, Qiqi will listen to you." The child spoke as the traveller released her from their hug.

"How did you know how to...?" Xiao didn't finish his sentence as Qiqi went up to his side, from your point of view, he looked like a confused father taking care of his innocent daughter.

Meanwhile, Paimon couldn't help but see a pair of parents happily enjoying their time with their daughter.

"It seems you know more about her then I do." Xiao muttered, hesitantly looking at the traveller in their eyes. "Perhaps... that's what I admire the most about you. Your understanding with others."

The Traveller's eyes widened, staring at Xiao who was blatantly unaware of what he had said. The Adepti only stared back with a blank expression, raising an eyebrow when the traveller attempted to open their mouth to say something, only to stumble over their words.

"Qiqi still wants to show you something, traveller." Suddenly, she ran out of the pharmacy without a warning.

"AHH! QIQI!! DON'T JUST RUN OFF LIKE THAT!!" Paimon squeaked, chasing after the surprisingly fast child as fast as she could with both Xiao and the traveller trying to catch up to them.

The location was a little far from Liyue Harbor, leaving Yujing Terrace and entering a forest. Wild boars and squirrels scattered away, allowing Qiqi to continue running without any interruptions.

While Paimon continues to frantically call for the child to stop, the traveller was panting harder than Xiao as their energy slowly began draining. "...Traveller?" Xiao called as the traveller began slowing down, trying their best to not collapse.

"Haha... I haven't... ran this much since that one time in Mondstat." The traveller let out a breathy and weak laugh, their back hunched over with hands on their knees. "...Guess i'm getting out of shape, huh?"

Looking over at Xiao, they notice him staring at them with a blank look on their face. Embarrassed about looking weak in front of him, the traveller sucked in a breath and got back up. "Ahaha... Sorry about that... I've just been travelling non-stop when I got to Sumeru. I'm alright. Come one, let's get going."

"You shouldn't try to push yourself over the limit. If you're tired, allow me to assist you." "Eh?— AHHH!! XIAO!?"

Without even giving them a warning, the unsurprisingly strong Adepti had swooped them off their feet, a hand in between the back of their tighs and knees while the other held their back. The traveller instinctively wrapped their arms around his neck, unintentionally getting closer to his chest.

"What's the matter? Are you not tired?" Xiao asked nonchalantly, to which the traveller only gave him a confused glare.

"I— No– I-I mean, yes!- Uhh... b-but you didn't have to carry me like this!" The traveller reprimanded, though, they weren't flailing around anymore and was now resting in his arms without struggle.

"Don't you mortals like to be carried this way by the ones you admire the most?... Or is it the other way around? To be carried by someone who admires you the most?..." The traveller swore their faces could explode in embarrasment soon, looking away just to avoid his curious and perplexed eyes that held innocence. How could such a dangerous and powerful Adepti like himself seem so oblivious, yet, innocent at the same time?

He has seen several humans carry eachother like this who seemingly adored being held in the same why, so why was the traveller's reaction the complete opposite of what he expected?

Fiddling with the hem of their upper clothing, they mentally tried to form words in their head to complete a proper sentence, but was interrupted when Xiao began moving.

Now, they were somewhat alone together. The traveller resting in Xiao's arms as he slowly continued to follow the faint high-pitched yelling that could still be heard from a large distance.

The atmosphere felt thick, but at the same time, quite comfortable, complete silence between them during the entire walk. It was like a dream for the traveller, being held in his arms as they gazed up to see him being bathed in sunlight from above the trees peering through the leaves. He looked absolutely breathtaking.

Without even realizing, they were now fully staring at him. And he couldn't help but grow flustered from the pair of eyes that held admiration stare at him.

The wind breezed across the traveller's skin, their eyelids growing slightly heavy. Being held like this by Xiao... they've never felt this safe before.

And before they knew it, their eyes ceased to remain opened.

"..."

Hearing the light snores, Xiao stopped moving and looked down at the traveller, sound asleep in his arms. His golden eyes trained on them, admiring how peaceful they looked in their sleep, as if they hadn't had a good rest in decades.

Perhaps their journey has been taking a toll on them without them noticing.

Xiao had completely forgot about why they were in the forest now, his attention and focus entirely on the sleeping traveller. '...I shouldn't wake you up. Not after what you've possibly been through lately.'

Walking over to a nearby tree, the dark haired male sat down underneath the shade that blocked the sunlight, allowing the traveller to rest their head on his chest. He continued to hold them as if they were made out of fragile glass, afraid of letting them go and shattering them into pieces.

"To see you go through such great lengths searching for your kin... I envy you. Your determination, bravery and strength... How you continue onward, without letting anyone stop you, all for someone who you hold dearest to you. Perhaps... that's what drew me towards you in the first place." Xiao raised his hand up, hovering it in the air for a second with hesitation before gently carresing their face.

His chest swirled with the same emotion he felt back at the Lantern Rite festival. The joyous smile they held on their faces as the golden light from the sea of lanterns framed their face perfectly, an absolute masterpiece in his eyes."What do you humans call this?... Romance? Love?... That must be the correct word. I wonder how you would react when you're having that emotion, and would it be directed towards me?"

As if they heard his words, their lips turned upwards, snuggling closer to his chest. Though asleep, they could hear the sound of his heartbeat. The rhythm acting as a lullaby for them to fall into a deep slumber they hadn't experienced in a long time. Perhaps one day... He could tell them the true reason about why his heart beats only for them.

"...One day, I hope I will be held close to your heart too."

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Bonus:

"Xiaaaao! Travelleeeeer!"

"哥哥(Brother in Chinese). Traveller."

"Xia- oh!" Paimon closes her mouth, gently patting Qiqi on the head as a signal for her to stop calling.

Qiqi follows her gaze that landed on the said Adepti resting under a tree, his eyes closed as he held the sleeping traveller in his arms.

"...They seem tired." Qiqi whispered, a small smile on her face realizing that Xiao's wish might've happened. "Let's leave them alone for a bit."

"...It's fiiiiine, i've babysat Teucer before, anyway. I think i'll be fine... Ugh, but you better treat me to some food after this, traveller..."

[obislittleone]

House Of Memories (8/?)

Obi-Wan Kenobi x Padawan!reader

Warnings: more angst, half a confession?? idk I'm still going to drag it out and build it up

Summary: Obi-Wan faces the council to discuss your fate, unwilling to let you die, meanwhile you are faced with some revelations about your force power.

A/n: literally will not stop posting every day until this series is done... I'm hoping to have it completed by the time the show is done, or at least have it at a stopping point by then (just in case they do another season)

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Obi-Wan wasn't panicking on the outside, because he knew that if the council saw him in such distress that they would deem him unfit to fight.

He'd been waiting for the doors to be opened to him, sitting on a bench outside the room. He had spent several hours on Ryloth, combing the separatist's base in hopes of finding you, but upon realizing there was a hidden hangar, he knew you'd been taken off-world.

Anakin had to nearly smack him back into reality. He couldn't believe what he had let happen to you. It had been his fault, and he knew it.

"They are ready for you, Master Kenobi," the guard came through the doors, and he shot from his seat, walking as fast as was appropriate into the room. He could not seem like he was on edge. The council was far too strict about these things, and he didn't want this to end badly.

"Master Kenobi, we heard the news. We're very sorry about what happened," Malli nodded in his general direction, as if displaying condolences.

"If I may be allowed to skip the pleasantries, I believe I have very urgent matters to discuss, and it cannot wait."

"If you are referring to the capture of your younger padawan, I'm afraid we've already discussed it, and will not be sending out for a rescue," Master Windu said, completely stone faced and with no remorse for Obi-Wan whatsoever. He knew what the council thought of you, what they'd always thought about you. Master Yoda being the only exception.

He wasn't sure why he was surprised by their decision, but in all honestly, he was shocked that they would completely disregard everything you'd given up for them and throw you under for the sake of... what even?

"Send me," he was not asking. He would go even if they disapproved of him. "I will find her myself."

"Too dangerous, it is," Yoda spoke up, though he was not agitated like Mace Windu. "Know you're coming, they will."

Obi-Wan knew it was foolish to argue with the council, because it made him seem immature and childish, but he couldn't help himself, now.

"You expect me to let my padawan die?" He asked sincerely, already knowing that they would go on the defensive, listing all the reasons why it was the right choice to make. "She was captured because she protected me, and you wish me to turn a blind eye."

"If you really valued the life of your padawan, you would respect her sacrifice to save you, and not purposely put your own life in danger," Windu was relentless, giving not a care about if you were even still alive.

"She is important to this order, and you know it."

Obi-Wan was treading on seriously thin ice, and he knew that if he raised his voice like that again, it would surely break beneath him.

"Important to the order, or important to you?" Mace tilted his head as he raised his eyebrows along with the question. He struck a nerve with Obi-Wan just now, and he didn't even know how to answer.

He knew he shouldn't say it, but he wanted to be selfish and tell them that, yes, you were important to him. He'd known you since you were a little girl, helping you and guiding you along the threads of your life, and he wasn't ready to let go. Not when you had grown so wonderfully before his eyes. You weren't a child anymore, but a fully grown and matured Jedi, whom he must stand up for. You weren't able to speak for yourself, so he would do it for you. He would always defend and protect you, because you meant the worlds to him. It took you being captured for him to see that.

"I sense a strong attachment in you, Master Kenobi, one that you know is strictly forbidden amongst the Jedi order."

Master Windu's accusation lifted the heads of other council members who may not have been paying complete attention. If proved to be correct, Master Windu's claim could have Obi-Wan dismissed from the order, and Anakin to be stripped away from his training. His mind raced with thoughts, and he searched his feelings to really ask himself if this was worth it... If you were worth it.

Of course, you were. He wouldn't abandon you like they were willing to. If it were his other padawan, he knew they wouldn't behave so unjustly... wait a second-

"I would ask the same if it were Anakin, of which I feel you would be all too happy to comply," he stood up strong, raising his head against them. This fight wasn't over, yet.

"Anakin Skywalker is the chosen one, you are talking about risking the lives of other Jedi to save a padawan who has yet to prove herself as an asset among the order," Mace bounced back, seemingly overprepared to shoot down any of Obi-Wan's attacks.

"We have sensed darkness in her, before," Malli was the only one who had enough common sense in his head to let Obi-Wan in on their previous insights. "It began when she was young."

"I don't believe it. She has never shown in all her years of training a rebellion to the light," Obi-Wan wasn't sure what he was even fighting for anymore. You? Himself? Your protection and wellbeing? It all seemed out of the question, now. You wouldn't turn to the darkside, and you would never intentionally do anything to harbor hatred toward anyone. As far as he could tell, you were the pure reflection of the light side of the force.

"Train her well, you have," Yoda was calm and collected, catching Obi-Wan's attention from his seat in the room. "Enough to keep her from the dark, it may not be."

"Your fears are preposterous; she would never turn to the dark side. I'm sure of it," within only a moment, he was back on the defensive, choosing his next words wisely. "She will die without my help. I do not wish to acquire the assistance of any other Jedi, only that you would grant me permission to find her on my own accord."

"You would request that we allow you to put yourself in danger, to risk your own life for a padawan who may be lost to us already."

Obi-Wan hated the way that sounded. He didn't even want to comprehend the fact that you could be dead. He knew deep down that you weren't gone, because he would have felt it if you were. His signature was still wrapped around yours, wherever you were. It still held onto you like a vice, helping you to keep calm in the face of certain disaster.

Suddenly something hit him, and though it was a rather a stupid idea, he was already under grounds for some sort of punishment, and if he was to endure it, he'd rather do so while having given everything he had in this argument.

"If you are so certain that she will turn to the dark side, then shouldn't you be concerned that it makes her a liability?"

The air in the room changed very fast, and instantly Obi-Wan could feel the anxiety coming over the them. They hadn't thought about all the information you knew. They hadn't taken into consideration that you could change the fate of this long battle between the separatists and the republic for the worse. Though Obi-Wan knew you were not capable of such destruction, he had to pretend for only a moment that you were, to gain the council's approval.

"Right, he is,' Yoda sighed out, looking to the other members. They were hesitant to agree, but knew that in the long run, Obi-Wan made a valiant point.

"If she is as powerful as we believe, it does pose a threat to our success in this battle."

It was strange, having the tables turned this way. Mace Windu now looked at Obi-Wan with annoyance, rather than anger and aggression.

"Proposal of motion to allow Master Kenobi on a rescue, I am making," Yoda nodded to Obi-Wan in the center of the room, where he was standing eager, ready to get out of here and on a ship to find you. "Respond, how does the council?"

All hands were raised, though some took longer to reach up than the others.

"All are in favor of your request, Kenobi," Windu neglected to officiate his title as master, thinking it would somehow demean him. It didn't, and after a quick bow to the council, Obi-Wan was practically sprinting out of the room.

-

The prison you'd been held in was pitch black for quite some time now, giving you no opportunities on figuring out where you may be. You only knew it was cold, and you were tired. You had been transferred from the capturing cell and into a restraint stand. It allowed you little to no movement, so the lack of mobility mixed with the darkness made you sleepy beyond reason.

You were nodding in and out of consciousness when you finally saw the light. A silhouette of a man in the doorway which had just opened up took you by surprise, and your heart began racing.

"I was hoping for Kenobi," the tantalizing voice of count Dooku sounded in your ears, "but you will do just fine."

"What do you want from me?" You shouted, but it sounded like a cry, pitiful and very un-jedi-like.

He laughed maliciously; his baritone voice was like a taunt to your existence. You felt so small and incapable in his grasp.

"Oh, I don't want anything from you. Only to make you an example of you to all the Jedi. Whosoever challenges me from this day forward will know suffering. And you will," it was a sick promise, and he spoke it so swiftly, like it flew out of his mouth with ease.

"My master will find me, and he will kill you for what you've done," you didn't want to make any threats to him directly, because if you angered him enough, he might kill you right away. You truly believed that Obi-Wan was coming for you, and you needed to stall and give him as much time as you possibly could.

"You speak highly of someone who has abandoned you," Count Dooku was nothing if not a great manipulator, and he was loving the fact that he had a new prisoner to torment mentally before he even laid a hand on you.

"He would never abandon me. He is a great master jedi, and his powers far outweigh the likes of you."

You fiddled around where your hands were, trying to see if while this conversation was in motion you could find a way to escape once he'd left.

"You admire him more than you should, padawan. Only when he does not come for you will you see that he is not a great jedi, but just a man," he inched closer, and you realized that he had your lightsaber hooked on his belt, along with the curved hilt of his own.

"I will not listen to you. I know he's coming for me," you kept talking as a way to disguise the fact that you had just now found a small weakness in your hand restraints, and with a few moments you could easily make an escape.

"I sense in you something greater than admiration for Kenobi... If I didn't know any better, I would say that you felt love-"

"The jedi do not have attachments. You don't know what you are speaking of," you cut him off. Letting him finish would buy more time, but you couldn't let him say it out loud, because that would make it real. You couldn't acknowledge that it was real, or you'd be doomed to feeling something you shouldn't for someone who could never return the feelings.

"Oh, but you do, and it's the most prominent feeling I sense in you. You have fallen in love with your master."

He said it. And it was true, by all meaning. You loved Obi-Wan, and it was the strongest thing you felt in your being. It practically radiated off of you. You couldn't hide it in your signature, the wild emotions that were your feelings for Obi-Wan.

"Such a tragedy," he began, and you only wondered where this may be going. "To love the one person who you know could never feel the same about you."

"I don't need him to," you replied, as if it were the wise answer.

"So, you admit it?"

Kriff... you opted to remain silent now, for your words only dug a hole deeper for you to fall into.

"Tell me padawan, when he fails to show up, what will you do?" He was right in front of you now, and you had no choice but to look him in the eyes when he asked these things of you.

"Stop this," you began to crack, only a little. You weren't sure why you showed such weakness to him. Perhaps because he was the only person in the universe to know about your attachment to Obi-Wan.

"When he proves that he feels such an indifference to you, will you still defend his honor?"

"Stop it!" You cried out and began to doubt if he ever was coming now. The mission came first, and you knew the council could never deem you so important to make you the center of one. Obi-Wan always followed the rules, a true by the book jedi.

"I only speak the truth. You will not be rescued, and you will die, unloved by the one person you crave most," he spewed, and you couldn't take it any longer.

"Enough!" you sprang loose the traps around your wrists, forcing your lightsaber from his belt to your hand before activating it. You went straight for the kill, but he blocked it with his own saber.

You were filled with rage, unlike ever before. This wasn't petty anger over Anakin misplacing your things before training in the morning, this was pure, unfiltered and unbridled rage. The look in your eyes could have killed him if it were any stronger.

You pushed with all your might, trying to bring his own saber down upon him, but he was too strong, pushing back and forcing you to retreat away from his form. It didn't stop you long, and you moved to strike again, this time in a more prepared attack. You spun to gain momentum, nearly slicing into his side, but again he blocked the attack, keeping on the defensive, though you knew he was a man of offense.

"There is darkness in you, young one," he smiled devilishly, and you took his words in. You had let your anger over his words control your decisions, and now you were in a duel you knew you could not win, all because you didn't have the restrain to keep it harbored. You remembered your younger days, before Obi-Wan trained you. The council feared you were vengeful, though you were only standing up for yourself. They couldn't have been right about you, could they? Obi-Wan had encouraged you to the light so many times, telling you how proud he always was to be your master, because you were one day going to be a great jedi. You didn't want to believe it could be true, that there was actual darkness in you. "With my help, you can bring it to the surface."

"I will never turn to the dark side," you admitted, though it wasn't as strong and forceful as you had meant it to be.

"Oh, but you will. You see, the choice is yours, but the alternative is torture and death."

You knew that you would take the pain and suffering a million times over going against what you knew was right. The jedi way was your way, and you didn't have the capability of desecrating its teachings. You didn't have the strength to turn away from what Obi-Wan had taught you.

"Succumbing to the dark side would prove my weakness. You don't know me, but those who do know I am nothing if not strong."

"Very well," he began swinging his saber at you in all directions, and you were barely able to block his motions, one hit to your side and you were on the ground, writhing in pain as he forced your saber back to his hand. "I could kill you now, but you haven't suffered enough."

He left a moment later, and with the flick of his hand, the doors shut behind you, leaving you in darkness once again.

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Chishiya trying to confess to the reader, can this be in modern time like maybe a high school version?

sour grapes - shuntaro chishiya

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an: part 2 is already posted!

→ gn!reader (you/your)

For one, Valentines day can be seen into two ways - a day of hearts or a day of horror. If you're going to ask Chishiya how he sees this day, he would simply say

"It's just a single day where people celebrate capitalism to the full extent with their money-making scheme. It pushes people to purchase anything for their loved ones just so they could show their love for them. A bouquet of flowers alone costs thirty thousand yen." He once reasoned with Kuina, a fellow classmate of his whom is also the only one he considers as a friend.

Kuina, sitting on top of a table, takes the lollipop out of her lips, the ball of sweet making a pop sound. "Maybe if you get a girlfriend, you'd stop sounding salty or bitter. It's okay if you get a boyfriend too!"

Chishiya rolls his eyes as he hears her response. Of course Kuina wouldn't understand, she adores Arisu's and Usagi's love story too much that she got swayed by their love to the point that she declared herself to be their number one ship.

"Honestly, if those two break up, I'll intervene and say did you think of me while you two were breaking up? Think of my mental health too!" She once told Chishiya when they were heading home after classes.

But all the bitterness in his body left when you, the new student, was introduced to the whole class as a new addition to their class. Chishiya liked to believe that love at first sight is something made up by a bunch of idiots in the past. And he'd be a modern idiot for actually falling in love at first sight with you.

And now on Valentines Day, he found himself purchasing a bouquet of your favorite flowers wrapped neatly in your favorite color.

"What happened to Valentines Day being a day of capitalism with companies and their money making scams?" Kuina questions him after seeing what he is holding in his hands.

"I lied." Chishiya deadpans. "Where is she?"

Craning her neck up and turning her head left to right, Kuina uses her tall stature in advantage to look for you. "Over there!" She responded, using her head to point where you're going.

"Thanks" Is all Chishiya says before picking up his pace, following you in whatever direction you're going to.

Ever since your arrival in their school, you were a buzz among the male students - younger or older. He's heard of stories from Kuina how you'd get pulled into an empty classroom just so these male students would confess to you. And when he'd ask her what did you say, Kuina would always say

"Rejected. What else did you expect?"

But it never occurred to him that maybe...you were into girls. Sure he's seen you hang out with a group of girls, always gossiping about something or someone, doing each other's hair and eating together. It all looked so innocent and no feeling underlying to it.

So when he followed you to the school's rooftop, he was pretty much surprised to see a girl waiting for you there.

"Y/N, I like you!" A girl confesses, extending both of her hands out in giving you a love letter in her hands. "Please be mine!"

And that's what stumped Chishiya. Would you say yes or would you say yes? With his back pressed against the wall, he hung his head low, all the while his ears are perked up eavesdropping into the conversation, curiosity piquing him.

"Thank you for liking me" He heard you begin to say, followed by a pause before speaking again, "But I...I actually like someone else already."

Someone else? There is someone else already? How could he have not noticed that? As someone who he gets to see for seven hours in a day and five times a week, how could he not know that you were liking someone else?

Was it a boy or a girl? What did they do to steal your heart? Chishiya wanted to know the secret behind to it. So maybe, just maybe, he'd do it to you too.

"I-It's alright!" The girl responded, her voice slightly quivering upon facing rejection. "It's Chishiya isn't it?"

Hearing his name made his heart beat crazy and his eyes widening in surprise.

"You always turn your head whenever he'd pass you buy and sometimes your eyes just turn into little hearts whenever you'd stare at his back profile." The girl continues. "That's...the reason why you were so busy yesterday too, right? You were busy composing a love letter for him too, right?"

And that made Chishiya's heart swell. He had a chance at love with you.

TAGS: @retrospacealien @chishiya-of-diamonds

[l-artemisia-del-secolo]

MoM SPOILERS!! Can you please do a Earth 838!Wanda X reader where Wanda comforts R after a nightmare and she uses her powers to soothe the R? Maybe the nightmare is about 616 scarlet witch. Hope you’re doing okay and have a fantastic day or night!

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You never met the Scarlet witch, you didn't know Wanda, the Avenger and the Ultron threat was already in the past of another universe. 

Your first date was with a quiet and shy woman, flawed of course but pure. It was easy to judge her, she never was hiding her nature. 

You still remembered how she was apologising for the secret she was burdened with. 

She was simply Wanda Maximoff, a woman who deserved so much more. 

When you asked for another date, she didn't believe you. Her hope wasn't enough to survive. 

Wanda was special. But not in a vulgar 'every girl you're dating with was supposed to be one of a kind'. She was forged in incredible circumstances and yet she had the honest soul. And her only desire was to love. You showed her what it was like to be adored. 

When you confessed, tears ran down Wanda's cheeks. She thought she wasn't worthy. 

Your first kiss proved her wrong. She tried to hide her face. 

When she told you about the magic, you laughed. "Finally, I'll have my own fairy."

In time you bought a bigger house. And Wanda got pregnant 

10 years of marriage and you were still laughing at the same lame jokes. 10 years of marriage and she still was blushing at your compliments. 10 years of marriage and you still were spending every night in each other's arms. 

That day was so delightfully ordinary. You kissed the boys, you kissed your wife, you waved goodbye, you closed the door. 

When you returned, your kids were alone. 

"And she didn't tell you where she was going?" you were making sure that this time half of Tommy's broccoli wouldn't end up on the floor. 

"No."

The superhero stuff. As usual. You understood it, you accepted it. The terror wasn't as frightening anymore. You had to be calm for the kids. Your Wanda was the strongest.

You and the boys were watching TV when the door opened. 

"Honey, next time, please..." 

But as soon as you saw your wife your nonchalant voice disappeared. She was covered in blood and something resembling oil. Torn clothes and limping leg. 

"It's not mine." She read the question in your eyes. 

"Boys, to your room." You were scared. 

"But, mom..."

"I need to take care of your mommy. I promise we'll come as soon as possible." You hid the anxiety, you sounded almost sure. 

"Go, I'm fine."Wanda forced a smile, collapsing on the chair. 

Both of your voices were enough for them to know that everything was going to be alright. As soon as Tommy and Billy left, you ran for the first aid kit. Also grabbing a box of Wanda's potions. 

"Why didn't you..." You reached for the towel. 

"I can't. I don't feel the magic now. I... I'm sorry." 

You pulled her closer. While your hands were examining her back and neck, sobs stole the previous happiness of the kitchen. 

"It's OK, honey. Whatever it was..."

Her fists were pulling your shirt, the oil of her victims was defiling your embrace.

"It wasn't me. You have to trust me, you have to..." pleas were stuck in her throat. 

"I know, I trust you." 

Her hair was tangled and you were the one to brush it in the morning. 

"Honey, let me..." 

You gently washed off the remaining fright. With every touch of the fabric, you were kissing her face. 

"She possessed me." Wanda suddenly whispered. "And there was so much pain in her heart. And anger. She has done so many awful things. Can you imagine reliving the same nightmare every morning?" 

"No." You threw the towel in the sink. "No, I can not."

You had no idea about whom she was talking. But now for the first time you could see your wife's soul being lacerated. And the eyes you loved were a mirror to that. 

Wanda tried to cast a spell, but there were only sparks. 

You helped her get to the shower. You wanted to leave, but she didn't let you. 

"I feel dirty." She kept whispering in your shoulder, hot water covering both of you.

You found new clothes for her. You would throw away the damaged one tomorrow.

"Can we go to the living room?" Billy opened the door to the master's bedroom. 

"I'll go with you." Wanda squeezed your hand. "I need some water."

You sighed, you knew she just needed some time with the boys on her own. 

When suddenly a disturbing noise came from the first floor. 

What you saw downstairs shook you to your core. 

Your Wanda, your honey was talking to a different version of herself. 

"No, stay back." You heard in your mind. Her powers were returning. "I'll take care of it."

For a split second you caught the sight of another Wanda. Repentance. Your wife often had after unsuccessful missions. But you also recognised the fury you never saw before. And it burned your heart. This Wanda was a villain and she wanted to kill your woman and kids. 

"She's stronger than me." the voice continued. "I'll reason with her."

And with that you heard "They are loved."

____

Wanda tried to return everything back to normal. She explained the multiverse, she shared the motivation of her variant. But it hit you too hard. You got scared, you let the witch go too far in your brain. You were seeing her eyes, her determination. She would destroy everything you loved, just because she could. 

Whenever Wanda was using her magic, you would flinch, ask for an excuse and leave. Her red mist was as if abusing even a thought of safety. 

You were losing the thread that was holding your family together. When you were touching Wanda's body, you were reminded of how she possibly could behave. 

Wanda felt you slipping from her fingers. When you were around she used her magic only for the good. She noticed how you started keeping the boys away from her. It was painful, but she understood. 

____

You started having nightmares. Raw, fast, bloody. Scarlet witch with broken fingers was chasing you. You never told Wanda, simply couldn't. 

But once 616 variant caught you. She wanted to drain your life. You were crying for help. 

"No, no!!! My children..."

"Hey, hey..." Wanda had to wake you up with magic. 

You noticed the strings of help around your head and jumped from the bed. 

"Go away from me." You breathed out. 

"I wanted to help."

"I can't... I just...You're not strong enough to protect us. Even from yourself." 

You spent that night with the boys. 

____

Wanda started giving you the time to wake up first, but tonight your dream was even worse. Witch wanted to skin you. This time Wanda woke you up with a touch. You sat on the bed. 

"What is...'' without magic it was harder to grasp the reality. 

"You're home. With me. With your family."

"Honey..." tears were ringing in your voice. 

"It's her, right?" 

"Yes."

You were staring at your wife. She was looking at you with adoration and regret. She got on her knees in front of you. 

"I'm not her. But I... You want me to leave?" 

"What? No, I..." You cupped her face with ice cold hands. "I just see her all the time. In my head. I..." 

"I can help you. With sleep. If you want to. If you... Trust me."

"I did. I think I do." 

Relief was on her face.You nodded, allowing her to hold you.

"I was wrong." You admitted quietly, burying your self disgust in her hair. "I can't stop it on my own. I don't want to ruin what we have. But I'm afraid she'll return. If not her, Wanda from another universe...maybe even you..."

Wanda kissed your temple, her right hand finding the balance of the magic. You felt the blanket of her protection visibly surrounding you.

"I will never hurt and I won't let anyone hurt you. Or the boys. I will always find a way to protect you. And trust me, no more evil witches."

Her words were calming, taking away all the doubts. You were sleeping, you were seeing a happy dream.

Wanda kissed your forehead. And with only a drop of fury added. "I will make sure that every Scarlet witch is destroyed. No matter the cost. She won't take my family away."

When next day you woke up, your wife had to leave. She had to find a way how to gather information about her other variants. And if needed destroy them. Her only desire was still to love. It was the desire of every Wanda Maximoff in every universe.

[heeracha]

twenty-nine. / thirty. — the one with the 'season finale'. / thirty-one.

for me. — k. sunoo

✴︎ synopsis: to sunoo, you were just a random girl in one or two of his classes who happens to be friends with his friends while to you, sunoo was the guy who you’ve been swooning over for a year or so. now, with you tweeting about your crush on him on the wrong account, sunoo has just one question. you’re the one who confessed to him, so why the hell is he the one chasing (literally and figuratively) you?

✴︎ pairing: sunoo x fem!reader

✴︎ content/genre: smau, college au, fluff

✴︎ warning(s): swearing, always HEHE

✴︎ note: refer to part eighteen to know what the title meant hehe

jeongin's phone vibrates and he looks at it, standing up. "y/n, i have to go. my brother needs help with something, he's stuck in school." he says as he types in his phone. "i'm sorry, i can't walk you home."

"no! it's fine. you're not required to do so, don't be silly." you said with a smile and jeongin chuckles lightly. "take care, okay?"

"you'll be fine?" jeongin asked and you hummed, nodding.

"i'll be done after ten minutes." you said and jeongin sighed, nodding as he fixed his things. "hey, i promise, it's fine. i'll see you tomorrow?"

"i'll be done after ten minutes." you said and jeongin sighed, nodding as he fixed his things. "hey, i promise, it's fine. i'll see you tomorrow?"

jeongin smiles, nodding. "bye, y/n." he says as he grabs his bag and you wave back. jeongin goes out of the room, eyes in his phone as he walks, passing by sunoo whom jeongin didn't notice being too immersed in his phone.

sunoo softly scoffs under his breath, rolling his eyes when he sees jeongin pass by him. as sunoo keeps walking, he sees you through the window in a lecture room alone, just like the time he found you the first time he walked you home. sunoo presses his lips into a thin line, walking past the room as he looks down at the ground, a small pout on his lips.

within the week that sunoo didn't talk to you, all he could do was watch you from afar, making sure you wouldn't catch him doing so. he admits, he misses you. he always had fun with you even if you two were just bantering.

sunoo stops, closing his eyes as he pinches the bridge of his nose, softly sighing. he turns around only to bump into someone cuasing their things to fall to the ground. sunoo looks up and there you were, brushing your hand through your hair, lightly tugging on them on the process as you let out a sigh of frustration, looking at your stuff.

"i'm sorry." you softly say, dropping on your knees as you start collecting your stuff. sunoo frowns, watching how stressed you are cracked his heart. he gets on one knee, picking up the remaining stuff you have, fixing them neatly as he hands them to you.

"thank you." you say with a frown but your eyes widen as you look at sunoo, not realizing it was him. you take your papers, putting them in the binder neatly. so... what now? awkward.

do you say hi? ask him how has he been? why is still here? what?

"excuse me." you mumble, standing up with your head lowered. oh. 'excuse me'. nice, i guess? you just let him know that you've been affected by the way he 'ghosted' you. you walk past him, closing your eyes as you repeated the scenario in your head feeling the embarrassment seep through you.

your eyes open wide when you feel your laptop bag falling off your shoulder. but it was just sunoo taking it and slinging it on his shoulder. "it's late already. you shouldn't walk alone since there's a dark alley along the way." sunoo says as he gently takes your binder as well, not even sparing you a glance. i want to walk you home. and for the first time, you didn't try to fight him.

sunoo's pace was slow and you won't deny it, it feels nice. the whole way home was quiet unlike last two weeks ago when the two of you would banter at first but then soon talk about the most random stuff, laughing at the corniest jokes that the two of you would crack. but the silence was the peaceful kind, not awkwardness.

when the two of you arrived in front of the building of your apartment, you reach your hand to the strap of your bag, sunoo gently giving you your bag. "thanks again." you say and sunoo hands out your binder. you took it, hugging it against your chest as you looked at him. he looks back and you press your lips into a thin line.

sunoo knows what you're doing. you did it a lot of times before. "you go in first. i'll go when you're in." sunoo says. of course, he couldn't let you know that he's actually been lying to you the whole time when he said that his way home was just the same as yours.

you sigh, nodding. you smile at him as you turn around, walking to the entrance. "glad to see you and your boyfriend resolved whatever the two of you were fighting about." the lady who always goes out around this time says and your eyes widen.

"he's not my boyfriend." you say and she gives you a surprised look.

"oh... suitor?"

"no." you say, chuckling lightly as you shake your head 'no'. her jaw drops lightly and you smile. you turn your head back, waving at sunoo who smiles back at you and waves as well, watching you go up.

"oh my god, i like her." sunoo mumbles to himself. he looks up to your window, seeing your lights turn on. he smiles, turning around the other way to go home.

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The one (Pepa x Fem!Reader)

for @hotdiggitydammit sorry for the delay, hope you like it!

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Pepa felt her pulse quicken when she saw you approach her with that smile that always made her legs weak and your basket full of paintings gently swaying as you walked. She could look at you all day and she would never get tired, you were just beautiful.

"Hola Pepa" you greeted politely "how are you today?"

"Well, the sky is clear, so…" she shrugged, trying to appear nonchalant.

"That doesn't mean you're okay" you gently reminded her "besides, there's a bit of fog around you too, so..."

You laughed softly as she blushed and the mist grew slightly thicker. You loved teasing her, the redhead was always adorable when she got flustered and it made you feel slightly powerful knowing you made her feel that way.

It was no secret to any of your friends or siblings that you were hopelessly in love with the Madrigal middle triplet. You had been since you were 16 and she was a year above you in school. Now at your 22, the feelings that she provoked in you were still just as intense inside your chest.

But you knew that you couldn't be anything else with her, no matter how nice Pepa was to you, or how many mixed signals she sent you. You were the baker's daughter, the girl who painted murals and paintings from time to time. You didn't have fame or money and you were sure that Alma Madrigal would choose someone much better for her daughter.

After all, the Madrigals were practically royalty and you were lucky you were even allowed to be friends with her, to begin with, you shouldn't be greedy. So you were happy to joke around with her from time to time as friends did.

"Here, maybe this will help you" you said, taking a small wrapper out of your basket

Pepa took it carefully and couldn't help but smile gently when she saw that it was a gingerbread cookie. You knew they were her favorites. She thanked you quietly, the mist finally dissipating.

This was one of her favorite things about you, the power you had to make her feel better with the smallest gestures, no matter what. Sometimes you would give her bread and cookies, sometimes you would give her some little painted rocks, it didn't matter, she loved everything and it always made her feel better because it was a sign that you thought of her, even in your daily tasks.

The redhead didn't want to be selfish, but a part of her wanted to believe that you could feel the same way she did, that you could love her as much as she loved you. She knew that you probably didn't like women and that if she said something she could end her friendship with you, but one could dream, right?

"I have to go" you said suddenly

"So soon?" she asked disappointed

"I have to cover my brother at the bakery...but I wanted to see you even for a moment"

You smiled at her and, in a moment of bravery, stood on tiptoe to plant a soft kiss on her cheek, before saying goodbye and running out of there, not letting her react at all.

Pepa stayed there, with her hand on her cheek, watching you until you disappeared from her sight. She needed to talk to someone about the explosion of heat in her chest. There was only one person to whom she had confessed her true feelings for you: her best friend Felix. So she ran to find him.

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"But what if she rejects me?"

"She won't, Pepita. I've seen how she looks at you."

Felix tried to keep from rolling his eyes as his best friend continued to dig a ditch in his yard as she paced back and forth, tugging at her braid nervously. After that kiss on her cheek a few days ago, Pepa had made up her mind.

She would confess her love to you today! Yep, she would! She would as soon as she saw you!...but then she had really seen you and you had smiled at her and her nerves had gotten the better of her and before you could get close she had run to fetch Felix. What was she thinking of? Of course she couldn't do it!!

The boy had been trying to calm her down ever since (and trying not to laugh too). He adored his friend, but the redhead could be so dense sometimes.

"I'll tell you what" he said "try to practice with me"

"What?"

"Come on, tell me you love me"

"But I don't love you, Felix. Not that way"

"I know, Pepi! It's just for you to practice! Go on”

Pepa looked at him for a moment before she sighed and rolled her eyes. She didn’t have anything to lose, right? 

“Alright” she took a deep breath “I love you, Fel-”

“No, no, no” he interrupted her “don’t say my name. Say hers”

“But you’re not her!”

“But I’m not the one you’re in love with! Now stop being a baby and do it right!”

“I’m gonna hit you with a light” Pepa growled and crossed her arms

“okay, but do it later, now say it!”

The redhead sighed again and tried to get the courage to say your name this time. She knew her best friend won’t let her go if she didn’t do it. Felix has always been stubborn and she loved him for that, but not when it affected her.

“Alright, here I go” she said “Y/N, I want to tell you something”

“Yes?” Felix said, imitating your voice, which made her giggle and actually helped her.

“I…I think I love you” she whispered

“You think?”

“Felix!”

“What? If someone says they think they love me, I would be confused. Do you love her or not?”

“I do!”

“Then say it!”

“I love her!”

“Who?”

“Y/N!! I LOVE Y/N!!!”

Pepa felt the fog enveloping her again as she pulled her braid, too embarrassed for the words that came out of her mouth. It felt good finally saying it out loud, but it was still embarrassing. Felix smiled and placed a hand on her shoulder, proud of his best friend. But then, his face changed and he froze and Pepa looked at him worriedly.

“Felix?” she asked softly

The boy just pointed behind her and she turned around, gasping when she saw you standing a few meters behind them, with your basket and your eyes wide open. She felt the cloud above her head getting bigger and the mist thicker.

“You what?” you whispered, still looking at her. 

The redhead didn’t know what to do, frozen in her place and you didn’t seem to be able to move either, so Felix did what he did better. He helped Pepa!

“She loves you” he said proudly, making Pepa wake up

“Felix!” she roared, covering her friend’s mouth while thunder came from her cloud.

You watched in silence and amusement as the boy tried to get away from the redhead, trying to say something else to you while Pepa kept thundering and yelling at him for doing so. It was a silly scene, but it gave you time to collect your own thoughts.

Pepa loved you. She felt the same way for you! But she still was a Madrigal and you were sure you weren’t worthy of being with her. And what about Alma? You heard from Julieta that the matriarch was already trying to convince her three children to marry and enlarge the family! You would never be able to-

“Y/N!”

You jumped as Felix hide behind you, using you as a shield to protect himself from the girl that now had a face as red as her hair. 

“She loves you!” he told you again “now kiss her so I can escape alive”

“FELIX!!”

You didn’t have time to react when he pushed you towards her, making you both fall to the ground, with you on top of Pepa. You saw him running away from the corner of your eye, but you couldn’t concentrate on anything else but the feeling of Pepa’s warm breath on your face and her hips between your legs. 

“Sorry” you whispered as the fog surrounded you too

“I-it’s fine” she answered. None of you dared to move.

You two stared at each other's eyes for a while, not wanting to ruin…whatever was happening between you. You felt her putting her shaking hand on your hips and her words kept playing in your mind. She loved you, she loved you!! And you loved her too! No matter what your mind tried to tell you, no matter how scared you were to upset Alma Madrigal, you loved this adorable and sexy redhead between your legs. 

“To hell with it” you whispered.

Pepa frowned in confusion and was about to say something when she saw you lean over her, a few seconds later she felt your lips on hers and her brain shut down.