YOU + ME = LOVE .ᐟ ( a diluc x fem!reader smau )
synopsis: in dire need of a passing grade, the faculty had taken it upon themselves to get you a tutor asap. insert diluc, a grade 12 STEM student who was asked to stick with you, a raging grade 11 STEM student who's struggling in her academics.
started on: 1/10/24 | ended on: 3/10/24
genres: opposites attract trope (kinda), senior high school au, crack (one of my many attempts at comedy), fluff, angst of course, profanities + kys jokes, other ships are mostly implied, socmeds with narrations !!
note: will not dwelve too much into how shs works LOL but (🖋️) means the episode has narrations.
taglist: closed! thank you for being in every step this smau took :)
playlist: hehehe
PRESENTING: unit 143 / power rangers
✿ EPISODE 1: goodluck soldier
✿ EPISODE 2: more on my plate
✿ EPISODE 3: i think he hates me
✿ EPISODE 4: is it really hard?
✿ EPISODE 5: center of attention (🖋️)
✿ EPISODE 6: maybe she isn't so bad
✿ EPISODE 7: meet me at 5?
✿ EPISODE 8: a new side
✿ EPISODE 9: over the line
✿ EPISODE 10: logging off
✿ EPISODE 11: out of reach
✿ EPISODE 12: i got you (🖋️)
✿ EPISODE 13: little by little (🖋️)
✿ EPISODE 14: so what?
✿ EPISODE 15: revelations (🖋️)
✿ EPISODE 16: welcome to the club
✿ EPISODE 17: endearing (🖋️)
✿ EPISODE 18: proud of you
✿ EPISODE 19: block and ignore
✿ EPISODE 20: you didn't know?
✿ EPISODE 21: we need to talk (🖋️)
✿ EPISODE 22: it can't happen (🖋️)
✿ EPISODE 23: girls night!
✿ EPISODE 24: until then
✿ EPISODE 25: always adoring you
✿ EPISODE 26: i think deserved
✿ EPISODE 27: there's no way (🖋️)
✿ EPISODE 28: why wouldn't i miss you? (🖋️)
✿ EPISODE 29: about time
✿ EPISODE 30: feels real to me
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The Old Gods and The New | Loki x Reader
The Old Gods and the New follows a suspected mutant rescued by the Avengers. She brings with her confusion and the uneasy feeling that the team struggle to define. She seems to have no control, or full knowledge, of her powers letting them run wild.
Time to fight mayhem with mischief.
An instant connection is formed when Loki arrives and tensions rise with the Avengers team.
Together you and Loki begin to discover the truth about your powers and past, as well as deciding on which path you'll follow now you're free: super hero or anti hero?
Series warnings: 18+ mature content throughout, language, sexual content, violence, minor character death. Please see each chapter for warnings. No use of y/n, lots of nicknames/pet names.
Chapter 1 - Rules to Follow
Chapter 2 - Cosmic Political Game
Chapter 3 - Infinitely More
Chapter 4 - One God to Another
Chapter 5 - There You Are
Chapter 6 - A Crown of Flowers
Chapter 7 - Velkommen til Tonsberg
Chapter 8 - A Prayer in the Fog
Chapter 9 - Fallen
Chapter 10 - Goddess in Distress
Chapter 11 - Ambrosia
Chapter 12 - Black White and Midnight Blue
Chapter 13 - Glorious Magnificent Goddess
Chapter 14 - Let's Go Home
Chapter 15 - The Golden Palace
Chapter 16 - Cold Compress
Chapter 17 - Revelations in Tonsberg
Chapter 18 - Solstice Eve
Chapter 19 - A Warrior of the Court
Chapter 20 - God In Distress
Chapter 21 - War Games
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Please do not repost, translate or otherwise copy this or any other fics posted on this blog.
Chapter 26
Asks
Alphabet asks - Kissing & Underwear
Graphics by me and Canva, images from Pinterest.
Loki Masterlist
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Remember me? (Part 16)
Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14 Part 15
Summary: Under the Mountain, Y/n met the High Lord of the Night Court, Rhysand. She was scared of him, but soon she found out that he wasn't who he pretended to be. Despite her efforts at not falling in love with him, she fails. It's not that bad as he loves her back.
But now he's gone, and she's left alone with nothing.
Except for a very adorable reminder of him.
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Tw: secret pregnancy, none more that I can think of, so let me know if I need to add anything.
A/n: eh. i dont know.
enjoy!
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Meeting was a fancy word for revel, really.
All the High lords were drinking and laughing among themselves in groups of twos and threes after they had returned a few moments ago.
They had gone off to a small room nearby along with their inner circles and guards to discuss whatever it was that high lords discussed. Eris had not wanted to leave Y/n's side, a muscle feathering in his jaw when he had left without her, his fists clenched.
But he had not left without glaring at every male in the ball room.
Y/n hid her smile behind her glass, taking a small sip of the fruity wine as she thought back to the way everyone had shrunk into themselves at his gaze.
Without even realising, Y/n's eyes began searching for that familiar head of fiery hair, and she found him standing next to the high lord of the summer court, nodding along as he spoke.
But he was already staring straight at her.
The heat from the bodies that pressed up against each other and danced around the floor would never compare to the heat that spread through Y/n when her eyes met his.
She shot back the rest of the wine, only to realise there was nothing left. Sighing, she stared into the depths of her cup, and the last dregs of the wine stared back.
When she lifted her head, Eris was no longer next to Tarquin, who was now smiling at something his cousin said.
Y/n's brow furrowed, and, huffing, she turned to make her way to the refreshments table to get herself more wine. Because, after she found Eris staring at her, she knew she was nowhere near drunk enough to get through another evening of longing glances and tenson filled words.
But she was met with a wall of muscled chest right in front of her face. So close she had to stumble back to take a breath.
"What the hell?"
Eris mouth was a cruel slash of a smirk as he surveyed her, the light from the majestic chandeliers made of faelights and candles reflecting in his eyes.
"What?"
"Why are you here?" Not exactly what Y/n had wanted to say, but she hardly said anything she wanted to these days. So this was not a surprise. It was as if her brain stopped working whenever he was near.
Leaning his shoulder against the wall, he sighed dramatically. Turning his head, he let his gaze sweep the huge chamber, resting for a moment on the orchestra that played a fast paced song. "And here I thought you missed me."
Y/n scowled, though she doubted he could see it. "What are you here for Eris? Is there something you wanted to say? Or are you here just to be dramatic?"
His smirk only widened as he glanced at her, and she huffed. "Do you know how to dance?"
Y/n blinked, deflating a little as she pondered the almost nonchalant question. "Yes." She mumbled quietly, studying his posture, wondering what his intentions were. "I had to learn and become good at it."
He nodded. "I don't."
He seemed to be lost in thought as he said, as if he had not intended for he words to slip but he had spoken them aloud instead of just thinking them.
"You don't?"
Eris glanced at her, shrugging. Y/n's gaze caught on his goblet as he did so, and she wondered if it would be okay to snatch it and down it herself.
"I wanted to learn, but I did not have time to. Will you... teach me?"
Y/n blinked, her neck warming. "Me?"
He nodded matter-of-factly. "You get to dance so you don't get bored, and I learn to dance. It's nothing more than a transaction."
She felt an unexplainable twinge of hurt in her chest at that, and she pushed it aside. Taking a deep breath, she ran her hand along her skirts for the millionth time that evening as she nodded. "Alright."
Eris straightened, his eyes widening just a fraction. There was a glint in his eyes she could not identify, but before she could decipher it, he spoke. "Really?"
Rolling her eyes, she grabbed his goblet. And then, without thinking or considering the fact that it could be a stronger beverage, tossed it back and swallowed.
She regretted it immediately.
Sputtering at the weird taste of the drink that was definitely not the fruity wine she had been drinking, she stared at the goblet in her hand in disgust. "What the hell was that?"
"That was whiskey." Y/n's head snapped up and she narrowed her eyes at him when she found him grinning. "This is why you don't steal someone else's drink."
She scowled, shoving the glass into his chest and turning away, trying to swallow the weird taste. It was no help.
She took a few steps away, wondering why she was getting so pissed over nothing. When she realised she was pushing through the crowd and he wasn't even following her, she turned to glare at him over her shoulder.
That was enough to scare him as he hurried to keep pace with her.
Standing on the edge of the dance floor, Y/n released a breath, trying to let loose the side that had adored dancing.
It had been the only time where she could not worry about being offensive without meaning to, could stop worrying about which court cockroach her father would marry her off to.
The previous song came to an end too soon for Y/n's comfort, and she took a deep breath before turning to look at Eris. He stared back at her. And then, his lips curling at the edges as he offered her his hand. She placed her hand in his, and instantly her heartbeat seemed to calm down.
In the back of her mind, she noted that he had discarded of his goblet somewhere.
He led her onto the dance floor with the grace and efficiency of a dancer who had danced for centuries, totally at odds with his statement of not knowing to dance.
As if feeling her skepticism, he slowed his pace down, glancing at her uncertainly. She narrowed her eyes at him, and his eyes sparkled.
He stopped and turned fully to face her, his brows lifting a little.
"What if you step on my toes?"
He tried to pout. Special emphasis on tried. "I won't."
Y/n sighed, then guided one of his hands to her waist. It tightened instantly.
She glanced at him for a moment, and found a subtle blush on his cheeks, though it could just have been the lightning playing tricks on her.
"So... Now what?"
Eris questioned once the fae around the two of them had begun dancing to the new tune. It also did not go unnoticed by Y/n that they maintained a little distance from Eris and her.
"Now we dance. Just follow me, I guess."
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She let her body relax as the music picked up again after the applause from the audience died down. She could see the nervousness mixing with something in Eris's eyes.
The music that flowed through the ballroom was a soft but fast paced one. Not as fast as the previous one, but not slow enough to be a couple's waltz. Her heart seemed to be beating in turn with the beats of the song.
She dug her fingers into his shoulder as they made a particularly complicated turn, the fine embroidery on his expensive crimson coloured jacket that clung to his frame crinkling. The jacket was tight and loose in just the right places, putting his body on show for everyone watching. It almost made her want to act on the irrational and unexplainable urge pull their eyeballs out.
And, even though Y/n knew she would never do something like that to anyone, the thought brought her a little satisfaction.
She blinked a couple of times to try and focus again on Eris and his dancing.
Eris picked up fast. He was a good dancer. A little too good, considering he claimed to never have danced before.
Y/n's suspicions only grew with every moment that passed.
He was a little unsure at first, and his nervousness had almost seemed… forced. But she did not pay much attention to that as she focused on guiding him and making sure to stay away from the other couples.
It amazed her how someone like him, someone who was said to be one of the cruellest males in history, had wanted to learn something so elegant as dancing.
It made her wonder, what else had he wanted to do, what else did he have passion for that he as forced to stop in favour of becoming the powerful and cruel male everyone made him out to be.
Made her wonder if he had a different upbringing, would he have turned out different?
Y/n skin seemed to have taken on a perpetual warmth, and her body refused to cool down, especially when Eris slowly seemed to pull her closer, his hand having wrapped tighter around her waist.
She felt a bead of sweat rolling down her spine as they continued twirling around the floor, Eris now having taken over the dancing as he guided her through a series of practiced motions. Y/n realised that he had lied about his knowledge- or lack thereof- in dancing.
It was in no way the season where the weather was hot. But Autumn court people had fire in their veins- at least most of them did- and that, combined with them most of them lusting after a person in the room, made the heat rise.
Eris's hand on her waist also did not help. His proximity, his breath on her face and neck, sometimes even brushing against her exposed shoulders and collarbones when he dropped the two of them a little. His eyes were blazing with something Y/n dared not name.
All of it made her want to scream.
They had been dancing for two songs now, and as the song began to come to its end, the attention of almost everyone turned to Eris and her.
Y/n wondered if he would leave before they could dance to the third song, as three dances in a row was basically a marriage proposal.
A small part of Y/n hoped he would continue dancing with her.
The last few notes of the song lingered in the air, ad loud applause sounded from the audience. Y/n knew without a doubt that everyone present was now watching Eris, curious as to what he would do next.
Y/n was right there with them.
Eris had not looked away for one moment. Not one. And now, as the sounds of the claps from the crowd died down, he continued to stare.
Even when the next song began, he did not remove his hands from her form.
"Eris" Y/n whispered, glancing around. "people are staring."
"I know."
She blinked up at him. "This will be our third dance."
"And?"
"We- we can't dance-"
"Do you want to stop?" He cut in, giving her a pause.
"Three dances in a row is akin to a marriage proposal. You know this Eris."
"And? Do you want me to stop?"
Y/n pondered the question for a moment. And she knew that he could read her answer in her eyes before she even spoke by the satisfied and excited smirk on his face.
"No, I don't want to stop."
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