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the-fluff-piece · 8 months

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I have a weird thing I've been thinking about.

What if like-- (y/n) is in love with Law?

Like-- really really in love. But was just good at hiding it because they know it will never be meant to be. (We all know who law is by nature)

And tries to bury those feelings deep deep inside, so hard they forgot about it (still there), until this enemy comes along and (y/n) thought they were gonna die.

So at the last moments, they told him everything they've been feeling until they passed out.

...

Only to then wake up on a medical bed. Whoops.

That would be...a BIG whoopsie, ngl

Like accidentally calling your teacher mom.

Wonderful xD

Here's part 2 by @axcel-lucci

You're hit - bad. You're toast. Bepo is already asking you how you wanna be buried while Law is telling you that you will be ok for sure.

You know you're done.

"Y/n-ya, keep talking to me, don't pass out!" Law orders you with his captain's voice.

"Talk about what?" You're feeling light headed.

"I don't know, what did you have for breakfast?" His voice is getting desperate while you go silent and think really hard.

"Or just what's on your mind right now, stay with me!" He readied a syringe.

"You're voice is so sexy" you giggle, "and you're eyes are so, so pretty!" your vision is getting blurry.

"You're such a bad, hurt boy, I love you so much!" Your voice is slurring.

"Keep going!" Bepo's high pitched voice is the only thing getting through to your ringing ears.

"So distant...you never like me..." you're thoughts are loosing coherence.

But than - a moment of clarity! This is the end. Your handsome captain is here for you. Maybe he cared about you, just a little. Now he knows. You can die happy.

Happy.

"I'M SO HAPPY THAT Y/N IS OK" Bepo's voice is like a drill in your head.

A sharp tool made for torture. You wake up, blinking into the light.

"Am I in hell?" You ask.

"You're in sick bay" Law says.

"And alive!" Bepo screams, sending pure pain through You're very being.

"Call me when something changes" Law said and left.

Bepo's black button eyes look directly at you, a broad smile shows his big bear teeth.

"Bepo, did I tell our captain that he's a bad boy and I love him?" You ask dryly.

"Yes!"

"Fuck."

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That's my two cents

#one piece fanfiction #one piece x you #trafalgar d water law #trafalgar d law x reader #trafalgar law #trafalgar law x y/n #law x reader #law x y/n #accidental confession #the fluff piece

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zeedee777 · 11 months

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Bowuigi Roommate AU

Bowser and Luigi have been roommates and friends for years and both have had secret crushes on each other for a while. Bowser works as a daycare teacher and Luigi works as a plumber with his brother (obvs).

One day when Bowser left for work, having had an awful night sleep, he groggily got some coffee and went out the front door.

Luigi, who was kept up all night by Bowser's tossing and turning all night in the room next to his, is at the table having breakfast when he groggily wishes his roomie a good day at work.

Luigi: (half asleep) Bye, have a good day. Love you.

Bowser: (half asleep) Love you too.

5 Hours Later

Both Bowser and Luigi stop doing what they're doing to stare deeeeeep into the void as they both realize what the hell happened that morning.

#Bowuigi #roommates #bowser x luigi #accidental confession

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sl-vega · 2 months

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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ I LIKE YOU TOO BTW

Pairing: Otya Eita x [GN!] Reader

Genre: smau, fluff, crack, accidental confession

cw: swearing

gift for my lovely proofreader: @freyao7

#otoya eita #otoya x reader #bluelock x you #bluelock x reader #social media au #smau #bluelock smau #bluelock au #bluelock #otoya eita x reader #text fic #accidental confession

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sweetly-glazelilies · 9 months

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Seven Minutes With You

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Summary: At a party, you participate in playing "Five Minutes In Heaven." You weren't expecting to reach into the hat and pull out HIS item.

Character(s): Wanderer

Tags: Fluff, Friends To Lovers, Seven Minutes in Heaven, accidental confession, not really proofread... (It takes place in teyvat, not a modern world)

"Everyone, I hope you all brought an item — it's time to play seven minutes in heaven!" The host beams brightly as she looks at all of you hopefully. She urges you all to sit down on the couches and chairs in her living room. You decide to sit on the soft red chair in the corner of the room.

"Alright... Make sure to put your items in the hat!" She hands the hat to Childe. He puts in an item and then passes it to the person next to him, this continues until the hat had been passed fully around the room.

Once the hat was filled with different items, the host puts a small pillow case over the hat so no one could see inside.

As the game starts, many people go into the small closet together — some just sit and talk, while others probably had a more interesting experience.

Sometimes, the two people walking out of the closet would look embarrassed with different shades of blush across their face. While other times, they'd come out of the closet laughing. No matter what happened, everyone seemed to be having a fun time. And finally...after a while it's your turn.

Reaching your hand into the hat, you feel around. There was all sorts of different textures; rough, smooth, sharp... Until finally you settle upon something small and soft. You pull it out of the hat and see a small, cute Finch plushie.

"Aw, it's adorable...!" You run your fingers over the Finch's soft head and smile. You admired it for a while, stuck in your own world with the plushie in your hands.

"Hurry up." An annoyed voice sounds near you. It's Scaramouche — he's standing near the closet. "Let's get this over with." He rolls his eyes as he walks through the door.

You quickly put the Finch back in the hat (giving it a headpat first) before you follow him into the closet. Once you're both in there, the door shuts behind you.

"We'll be back to get you in seven minutes! Don't have too much fun." Kaeya teased through the door.

The closet was really small, so small that you and Scaramouche were almost chest to chest. It was... Awkward.

You could feel yourself blushing, you had the biggest crush on him. It's not that he was particularly a good guy, or the fact that he was really handsome... Honestly you didn't even know yourself why you liked him so much. It'd been quite a while since you first figured out your feelings. You were so confused...

With the closet being small, that also meant there weren't many places to look other than the guy in front of you. You tried glancing down, but that just made it feel more awkward for you. Hoping to ease some of your discomfort, you decide to start a conversation.

"So...um..." You glance at Scaramouche, he was barely visible due to the darknes. Desperately, you try to wrack your brain for any conversation starters... You'd ask absolutely anything to make this uncomfortable atmosphere fade...even something you already knew.

"Hm?" Though you couldn't see for yourself, you could feel his eyes on you.

"That plushie... It was really cute. Where did you get it?" After taking a deep breath, you say the first thing that came to mind. At least you weren't nervous enough to ask a stupid question like "What's your favorite color?"

He sighs, "Nahida gave it to me. I don't know where she got it."

"Well... It suits you very well, you're basically a Finch Magnet you know? They're always surrounding you...and it's unbelievably cute. I'm almost jealous of it." You glance down at the floor, almost as if trying to hide the blush on your face — even if there was no need to, like a force of habit.

"Jealous? Tsk, why would you be jealous of that? Those creatures follow me almost everywhere. It gets kind of annoying sometimes." Although you couldn't see it, you could practically hear his eyes roll with that tone of voice.

"Who said I was jealous of you? Honestly I'd much rather be one of the finches surrounding you. They get to look at you so closely. I want that..." And without thinking, you accidentally spill something you never planned on saying — especially to him! It was embarrassing.

The room went silent once again, this time, somehow even more awkward than at the start. You were a bit curious about this game at the beginning, but now...it was more dreadful.

Having accidentally said your true feelings, you wait for his response... You guessed it was going to be rejection. But to your surprise...

"...You like me then?" He asked — his voice seemed a bit strained.

"Yeah, I do." You shyly respond, "Please don't force yourself to give me an answer, I really wasn't planning on confess-"

Before you could finish your sentence, you felt something on your lips. It was a warm, tingling sensation. It was Scaramouche, he kissed you.

Once he pulled away from you, you could hear him faintly whisper...

"...I like you too, idiot."

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A/n: It's been a while since I wrote a fic so its probably not that good but aaaa I love Scara. Hes such an interesting character, its always fun to write him.

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otterkitty · 6 months

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LADYBUG WEEK DAY 4: ACCIDENTAL CONFESSION

[Collab with @rosepetalburst. Check his post here]

I'm gonna be real. This day was hard for me ToT I had no idea how to draw this. But that's okay

#otterkitty art #ladybugweek2023 #rwby #blake belladonna #ruby rose #ruby x blake #ladybug #fanart #accidental confession #artists on tumblr

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rae-is-typing · 2 years

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In Which He Accidentally Confesses || Suga, Daichi

Notes: huge thanks to @millenialfanfictionaddiction for proof reading!!

Description: he accidentally confesses his feelings

Warnings: anxiety, jealous daichi, swearing

Image count: 9

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wutwutno1 · 3 months

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V and Uzi cuddling up in n's tumby 💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💕💕💕💕💕💓💓💓 (writing)

Normally, Uzi would be panicking right now.

She found herself in a tight warm environment. The floor sagged slightly with her weight and the walls pulsed rhythmically around her. The vessel groaned and gurgled. A warm slime coated everything and soaked into her hair and clothes. She was, for lack of a better word, trapped inside this environment. Her only sources of light being her eyes, phone, and the soft neon yellow LED glow from the folds in the soft plush surfaces.

On top of all that, she knew what it was; a stomach, and not just any stomach either. It was a disassembly drone stomach. Her younger self would be panicking. Screaming, crying, punching, but right now she knew she was safe. After all, it wasn't just any disassembly drone stomach; it was N's.

Uzi felt safe in her friend's belly. It was nice and relaxing for her. Uzi leaned back on one of the stomach walls, the soft fabric cradling her as she turned her phone off to sleep. She could hear N saying something to someone, but it sounded too far away and muffled for Uzi to make out what he was saying.

She heard a soft gulp from above. She didn't think too much of it, after all, N did like to swallow small plushies and trinkets he thought Uzi would like. That was until the head of a certain disassembly drone popped into the space.

"V?" Uzi cried out, clutching her hands to her chest, "What are you doing here?"

V laughed as the rest of her was pushed completely inside N's stomach and on top of Uzi. "Well, I couldn't let you have all the fun. N kept talking about how much you enjoyed being in here, and I gotta say, you have excellent taste, Uzi." Uzi couldn't speak. This was her safe place. The place she went to escape reality, and especially V and her torment. But here V was, in her safe space and on top of her. She knew this was the end, it had to be. There's no other reason for her to be in here, and although N was here, he couldn't stop V from doing whatever she wanted to Uzi inside his stomach.

Uzi held her breath, waiting for the searing pain of the nanite acid, or the warm oil flowing across her casing from a stab or slice. It seemed like forever before she felt V do something. She felt V pull herself closer, wrapping her arms around Uzi's neck and resting her head on her shoulder. Uzi was confused. She felt V's tail wrap around her waist, holding her and V together.

"W-what are you doing?" Uzi managed to squeak out, holding her arms up trying to figure out what to do. V carefully placed the cylinder of her nanite acid stinger on Uzi's lips, silencing her.

"Back in the mansion, N would swallow me all the time. I loved it, and I missed the feeling. You know, he only does this to people he's close with, right? He never did this with J, no matter how much she begged and ordered." V chuckled to herself and buried herself further into Uzi's neck before continuing, "What I'm trying to say is, you have a good thing going with him right now. I'd even say he likes you, maybe even more than a friend." V smiles to herself, reminiscing on the good times she and N had before they were turned into monsters and forced to hunt their own kind. "Uzi, if I were you, I'd ask him out right now." To this, Uzi froze.

"V, I can't do that! I'm a worker drone and he's..." "Perfect," V interjected, "He's perfect and you know it, I can see it on your face." Uzi thought to herself about how awful it was to have a visor that showed her exact emotions. She was cursing the designer who gave drones the ability to blush specifically. "W-well, I know. I just don't want to ruin what we have, you know?" Uzi then wrapped her arms around V, returning the cuddle. She buries her head into V's neck just as V has done with her. "Uzi, I can tell you right now that's impossible. I see the way he looks at you when your back is turned. I see the smile on his face every time he thinks of you. Hell, who do you think he rambles on and on for hours about you too? My point is, he likes you, and you like him."

Uzi is stunned, had she really missed the signs? Hearing what V said, she began to wonder. She really liked him. She has had a secret crush on him since the prom and she was really hoping that what V said was true. "I guess," Uzi began, "I guess I like him like that."

Uzi could feel V do something with her hands behind her back but didn't say anything about it. V pipes up with, "No, say your true feelings." "I...really like N, and I would like to date him." Uzi whispered, barely able to get her words out.

"Now say it louder," V smirked as Uzi gathered the courage to repeat herself. "I really like N, and I would like to date him!" V yelled, "One more time! Louder!" Uzi shouted with all her might, "I really like N, and I would like to date him!"

Suddenly, N's voice came from behind Uzi's head. "Uzi? You want to date me?" V smirked and pulled out her phone from behind Uzi's back, which was on a call with N. Uzi's blush grew three times brighter and all she could do was sputter and squeak as V pulled back into her cuddle with Uzi deep inside N.

#vore writing #murder drones #murder noms #murder drones uzi #murder drones n #murder drones v #nuzi #n x uzi #sfw vore #g/t vore #extreme cuddling #cuddling & snuggling #cuddles #accidental confession #vore story

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wangxianficrecs · 1 month

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💙 spoke like we meant it by BlackWiresOnHerHead

💙 spoke like we meant it

by BlackWiresOnHerHead (@blackwiresgrowonherhead)

T, 10k, Wangxian

Summary: A smile spreads across Wei Ying’s face. He has a long and extensive list of Favorite Gifts From Lan Zhan, and at the very top of the list are nights like this. “Lan Zhan? Sleepwalking again, huh?” Lan Zhan looks up at him, eyes open but unmistakably glassy, and continues methodically peeling stalks of celery. “Mn.” -- Five times Wei Ying says how he really feels while Lan Zhan is sleepwalking, and one time Lan Zhan is awake to hear it. Kay's comments: What an absolutely adorable story!! Cuteness overload!! I still haven't recovered!! A 5+1 story in which Lan Wangji sleepwalks and his roommate Wei Wuxian looks out for the most adorable sleepwalker in the world. I loved, loved, loved how until the very end the only interactions we had between Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji was only during the night when Lan Wangji sleepwalked, so we really only knew what Wei Wuxian told us about their relationship through their POV. Major cuteness with a hint of angst. Excerpt: He smiles when he speaks again, even though his audience won’t really see it. “Ah, wonderful Lan Zhan, you’ve worked so hard, and you’re going to wake up soon. You need to go back to bed.” Lan Zhan emphatically shakes his head. “I have to make him something. It must be perfect, he deserves—” He shakes his head again, agitated. “He is so good, he doesn’t think he should get good things, but he does. I will give him good things.” “I can—” Wei Ying coughs a little. There’s a lump in his throat, and he wonders if he’ll ever get used to this. All these reminders of how good Lan Zhan really is. How good Lan Zhan is to him. “I can make the cake for Wei Ying. You need to go rest, Lan Zhan. I promise I’ll make him the best osmanthus cake in the world, I just need you to go back to bed.” “If it’s not good, I will kill you,” he says, deathly serious. Wei Ying carefully breathes around the sensation in his chest that feels like it’s being filled by an expanding balloon. “I’ll keep that in mind,” says Wei Ying, and he gently tugs Lan Zhan back to his room to put him to bed.

pov wei wuxian, modern setting, modern no powers, 5+1 things, roommates, friends to lovers, getting together, sleepwalking, sleepwalking lan wangji, humor, fluff and humor, cute, soft lan wangji/wei wuxian, accidental confession, love confessions, family feels, light angst, angst with a happy ending

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ellemfaoh · 2 years

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Hello~ may I request a Brady Hepner with like the little trend on tiktok where the reader accidentally texts him basically talking about their crush on him, thinking it was their friend. Thank you, I hope you have a good day/night💕

Modern!Vance x GN!Reader

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Word Count: 1.8k

Genre: Fluff, Accidental Confession, Somewhat Plot Heavy

Summary: You, a small side character that was near Vance in The Black Phone, accidentally messaged him on Instagram, thinking you were talking with Gwen Blake, telling him about how major the crush you had on him was. You didn’t realize until it was too late.

Author's Note: I decided to change the plot to be more of a Modern!Vance AU because I’m not sure the actors would like fanfics written about themselves. But I tried to make Vance as Brady Hepner as possible when he was out of the role, iykwim. I hope that’s fine!

Author’s Note 2.0: I can’t even fuck with you guys when I say I finished writing this in band, I’ve had to reformat this shit 4 times, and my laptop is broken so if it looks weird I apologize. My life is literally in shambles and school started like yesterday

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At first it was a small thing. You talked to Vance when your scene got a break called, cracking a joke about how busted the pinball machine was—considering that there were multiple instances where the score wouldn’t increase when he hit something, or how the flipper on the left sometimes malfunctioned. Sure, it was as authentic a machine they could get, but there were a lot of errors when it came to this scene sometimes. He laughed and mentioned how he saw you jump a little when he yelled, reassuring you that he really wouldn’t do something like that.

You were hooked from then.

Your friendship slowly progressed as the shooting of the film went on. You gushed about how much you liked the vibe of the late 70’s in this movie, and Vance talked about how he really liked the jackets he got to wear for this role. He was a little bummed when he didn't get to take them home, but apparently he’s been trying to get them to give him the jackets. You told him how excited you were to get a chance to be in a feature film, even when you weren’t a major part of the story. You just stood next to him and got knocked into the machine while he played pinball. You were pretty happy your character was getting bumped into, and not the one doing the bumping. Even if it was a role, you’d rather not have to act out getting thrown to the floor. Though, maybe it wouldn’t have been too bad since Vance would grab you and hold you close.

You had to shake the daydream away, making sure your blush wasn’t visible to him. Though, he probably wouldn’t have noticed considering he was talking about how he nearly cried out of joy when the director called him and told him he landed the role. You just sat and smiled next to him as he talked, periodically grabbing your water bottle and drinking. It did get kind of warm when there were a bunch of people in one room for a while trying to get the perfect shot.

“Hey, (Y/N).” Vance said, voice laced with a confused tone.

“Hm?” You hummed, lips pressed against your bottle.

“I’m like, ninety percent sure that’s my water bottle.”

You choked, swallowing the water so it didn’t get spat all over, some of it dribbling down your chin as you coughed. Vance laughed and patted your back, trying to make the liquid and air go the correct way through your throat. With an apology, you wiped your mouth and got up to get him a new drink. You almost dropped the new bottle when he made a joke about ‘eye for an eye’ and took your previous bottle.

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“Cut!” Was yelled by the director, directing everyone to start this segment of the scene from the top as a camera person helped Brady up from his place on the floor.

All he did was laugh, saying something along the lines of, “These jeans are so tight. How did 70’s kids do anything?” He looked over at you when you laughed on the sidelines, laughing along with you.

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Tonight was the premier of the movie, all of the hard work the actors put in finally paying off. It was a pretty big hit amongst the audience, and critics seemed to enjoy it, considering the rating stayed around the 80’s. You weren’t a major enough character in this film to really say you did that much, but you did have a few other shows and movies where you were a major or major-minor character, so the photographers asked you to pose for photos regardless. While your previous works weren’t too popular, this movie was definitely going to help your career—same with Finney, Gwen, Albert Shaw, and the rest of the ‘Ghost Kids’— as you guys dubbed them amongst the crew.

You walked off to the side pretty quickly, talking with Bruce and Griffin about some inside jokes concerning the movie and what you guys thought of other horror movies. When you looked up at them both, you noticed they were looking behind you for some reason, but just before you could turn your head, a pair of hands blocked your vision, a loud “BOO!” shouted from behind you. You and Vance laughed at his joke, giving him a joking punch in the shoulder while he pulled his new movie moves on you.

“I hate that you learned some amount of combat.”

“And I love it.”

Neither of you paid the cameras flashing much attention at that moment, simply living in the moment as Bruce and Griffin joined in. You were all grateful for the opportunity to be in such an amazing movie and meet equally amazing people, the rest of the cast coming over to join in on the activity, the paparazzi getting as many shots as possible.

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It had been a few days since you last hung out with any of the TBP cast, rest at home on your bed and scrolling on your phone, seeing Instagram appreciation posts for the movie sent to you by Gwen. You were almost shocked that they were about you.

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Gwen: Looks like you’re getting a little more popular!

(Y/N): Oh shush, it’s just one post y’know

Gwen: Yeah, but look at the likes

Gwen: Try searching up a few of the directors and casting people you follow, you might be surprised to see ;)

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You thought for a moment, swiping off of the messaging with your friend and going to your ’following’ list, swiping through the list. There weren’t many other people you followed aside from fellow actors, good friends, and directors you admired; hoping one day to work with them one day by hoping they’d scroll onto your page or find you somewhere online. You were grateful for spam accounts though, mostly because there were other interests you had, but you had to keep your page “professional.”

Going back to the post, you searched up usernames in the liked section—eyes nearly popping out of your head when you saw a few directors had liked the post, along with your friends. You squealed and kicked your legs in the air out of excitement, tapping on Gwen’s profile in the list and DMing her about your findings. She was offline right now, but she’d see it soon.

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(Y/N): OMG, YOU WERE RIGHT, SOME DIRECTORS ACTUALLY LIKED THAT POST ABOUT ME!!

(Y/N): Hehe, so did Vance

(Y/N): I know you’re probably tired of hearing me gush about him, but you’re the only one who knows about my crush.

(Y/N): Which is good, because then it’d probably cause some sorta weird domino effect in our group and his career and stuff, which I wouldn’t wanna ruin

(Y/N): But Vance is so handsome Gwen, like…

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If anyone could see Vance right now, they’d probably laugh at him. His face was a blooming red. He at first chuckled when he realized you meant to talk to Gwen, so he was about to tell you the mistake…until he learned about your apparent crush on him. Now he couldn’t stop reading, watching his notifications pop up as to not alert you he had actually been reading your messages. Oh god. What should he do? I mean, he knew how you felt now. Have you always felt like this? How long have you been crushing on him? When did Gwen learn? Did anyone else know? He had a million questions running through his head.

Maybe that kind of explains why you acted some ways. He always thought you just had some sort of quirks about you; which is kind of why he never questioned your behavior. Actors in general are pretty interesting people just by themselves. What were you thinking of when you spaced off talking to him? Or when you watched him during every scene he was shooting—I mean everyone was watching, but he always felt your eyes the most. That could also explain the racing of his heart right now. He never thought about it, but it seemed he also had a special place for you, and now he was finally realizing it.

He likes you too.

“God…” He muttered into his pillow, pushing his bangs and the hair in his face back. That explained why he was excited to shoot scenes when you were with him in them. Why he liked hanging out with you in a different way as opposed to how it felt hanging out with Bruce or Finn outside of filming.

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(Y/N): Gwen??

(Y/N): Normally you’re online to tell me to stop by now

(Y/N): Are you shooting a new film or something?

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It was weird to you, seeing that Gwen wasn’t online in the middle of your vance spam. Maybe she was shooting a new movie or at an audition. You decided to click on the profile button to look and see if she updated her bio or posted something on her story, but you were horrified to learn that you weren’t texting Gwen the whole time. You were texting Vance.

“Oh my god.” You said, dread filling every inch of your being. Sure you wanted to confess to him one day…but not like this! “No no no no no!” You shouted, instantly firing some apology messages.

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(Y/N): Vance I’m so sorry I didn’t realize I clicked on your account.

(Y/N): Just ignore that!

(Y/N): Sorry, it must’ve been weird to get some messages from me like that

(Y/N): You can just ignore them, we can still be friends if you want and I swear I won’t be weird or anything!

Vance: Don’t worry about it

Vance: It was kind of funny watching you gush about my hair and jawline haha

Vance: And

Vance: It’s nice to know you feel the same way

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Vance was too scared to look at your response, nervously bouncing his leg as he sat on the edge of his bed and contemplated every moment in his life that led him to this moment. How was he stupid enough to not realize you liked him and that he liked you? He had so many opportunities to tell you in person; quiet moments off set when you guys would talk about small things, the movie premier, the times you hung around on the set of that little mart. Stupid, stupid Vance.

Meanwhile, on your end of the phone you were freaking out. “He feels the same way?” You questioned at first, letting the air in the room settle for a bit before it dawned on you. Holy shit. Vance Hopper felt the same way about you! He also had a crush on you! Squealing and celebrating in joy took you about five minutes, the idea to reply not even dawning on you. When you did realize however, you were quick to send out a few messages.

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(Y/N): Well then, I guess we should set something up then

Vance: Yeah, we should :)

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You both sat there on opposite sides of the screen smiling at your phones.

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dragongodryss · 16 days

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Sting: "Stop being so seductive, this paperwork is due tomorrow."

Rogue: *Literally just helping Sting with paperwork*

Rogue:

Sting: *Realizing he said that out loud"

Rogue:

Sting:

Rogue, leaning across the desk: "No :)."

#fairy tail #rogue cheney #sting eucliffe #incorrect quotes #stingue #accidental confession

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mochinek0 · 1 year

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Daminette December 2022: 6-Giggle

Kagami had never seen her best friend so happy. She was use to Marinette's tiny giggles. They always meant something, but this one seemed new. Kagami sipped on her orange juice and continued to watch Marinette.

'Marinette has changed so much over the last three years.'

She smiled thinking back to the Marinette she had first met. Marinette use to wear pigtails and was so unsure of herself. Past Marinette wore pants and double layers. The Marinette across from her wore clothes she made herself and was confident about them. She now wore her hair down, most days. This Marinette wore off the shoulder tops and floral shorts. She even wore heels, daily.

Marinette wasn't even paying attention to her; she was too busy looking at her phone and sipping her taro boba.

"Adrien send you another cat video?" Kagami questioned.

"No." Marinette smiled, "Damian sent me a video of Titus chasing a squirrel in the park."

'Damian? Titus?'

Kagami looked closely at Marinette's face. It was practically glowing. The fencer quickly realized what was going on.

"You like him!" she announced.

The baker's daughter began to turn red.

"N-No!" Marinette answered, quickly, "Da-Damian is-"

"Don't you dare turn into Adrien." her friend interrupted.

Marinette closed her mouth and pouted.

Kagami questioned, "Does he make you happy?"

Mari nodded.

"Is he available to meet up?" the fencer continued.

"Damian doesn't leave here." Marinette answered, "He lives in the U.S."

'Long distance? I can work with this.'

"How do you spend time together?" she asked.

"We call each other, text, or do video calls." the designer admitted.

"So, ask him out!" Kagami declared.

Marinette placed her phone in her lap. Kagami couldn't understand the sadness overcoming her best friend's face.

"D-Damian is a lot like you." Marinette began, "He doesn't really…….He doesn't wear his heart on his sleeve. He keeps it hidden so I really don't know. I can honestly say we're friends and he doesn't use that word so easily."

"I see." Kagami frowned, "Tell me more about him. Is he like Adrien?"

"Nope." Mari continued, "Complete opposite. Damian is bluntly honest and doesn’t hide behind words. If he doesn’t like something, he'll say it to your face. Honesty is something I have always admired. He loves animals and we talk a lot about art. He's one of the few who understands my art ramble nonsense, the most."

"What about us dragging you out to do things that don't involve work?" the fencer questioned with a smirk.

"He doesn’t know." the designer declared, "And I'm not telling him."

"I should tell him." Kagami smirked.

Marinette shouted, "No!" pulling her phone closer to her chest.

Gami chuckled, "What is he going to do? Is he going to get on a flight, come over and yell at you?"

"He might." Marinette flushed pink, "If not, he'll blow up my phone."

"Then," Kagami began, "I wish to fight him in combat."

"No!" Marinette exclaimed.

"Is he weaker than Adrien?" the fencer questioned.

Mari bit her lip, before admitting, "I think he's stronger that you both and I don’t want you to get hurt. He's been trained to fight with blades since he was four. He's told me he has scars; Damian ususally dresses in layers."

The Tsurugi heir smiled, "Then, it seems you will be protected and taken care of. He sounds worthy of you."

Marinette blushed, "Kagami, I….I don't know if I can do this again. I can't wait to figure out if I'm going to get my heart broken again for no reason. I know I like him, but it……different from last time."

Suddenly, Marinette's phone began to ring. She looked at it and saw Damian was calling her. She began to panic.

"Answer it." Kagami demanded.

Marinette gulped and answered her phone, "Damian?"

"Marinette, I'd like to have the pleasure of taking you out on a date." Damian spoke, suddenly.

Marinette turned red. Kagami began to nod her head and Mari mirrored her.

"Yes!" Kagami shouted, "Words, Marinette! Use your words!"

"Yes?" Mari answered.

She could hear Damian chuckling at her response.

"I will call you later with more details of when it is possible to meet up." the Wayne heir continued.

Marinette smiled at the thought of meeting up sometime soon.

"Also, Habibiti, I loved your confession." he concluded.

"What?" she questioned.

"You called me, first. I did try to get your attention, but I can certainly say our feelings are mutual." Damian replied, before hanging up.

Marinette quickly pulled her phone away from her ear. She clicked on the call icon and saw she had called Damian and the call had lasted almost ten minutes. Damian had ended the call and called her immediatley.

'I called him!'

Kagami began to laugh at her friend's misfortune.

"Not again!" exclaimed Marinette.

"Again?" Kagami questioned.

Mari nodded and set her head on the table.

Kagami seemed perplexed, "This happened before?"

"Alya got me to call Adrien to ask him out, once, but I got his voicemail. I thought I had hung up. I went on this long rant; I called him 'Hot Stuff'. When I found out the voicemail was still going, I ended up breaking into his locker and stealing his phone to delete it." Mari admitted.

Kagami looked at her friend and began to laugh. Marinette giggled nervously, before breaking out into laughter.

Kagami's laughter died down into a giggle, "I think this time, it will end well."

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waviermylove · 11 months

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Wednesday: You felt genuine concern for me. Admit it.

Xavier: Nonsense.

Wednesday: You still like me, after all this time.

Xavier: You framed me for murder.

Wednesday: True, but, you know, we all hurt the ones we love.

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makos-ribcage · 2 days

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'Cause I fucking love you. ㅡ ༝ ˚ ｡⋆ 𓇼 ⋆｡ ˚ ༝

[] - OC x Masky. Masky accidentally confesses while in an argument.

𓇼OC, she/her, afab

! - gore, excessive cursing, toxic relationship

tbh this is an oc but yall can use it as a readerxcreepypasta i dont mind it :3 As soon as I have an actual story to this oc ill post it as well.

I really liked this and as usual it can be continued, so if it receives love, I'll make a second part, enjoy

You weren’t sure if the blood under your nails was yours or from someone else.

You could feel blood on every part of your body. What once were light comfortable grey sweatpants became the most uncomfortable thing to wear. Wetness sticking to your legs, the fabric now feeling uncomfortably heavy on your legs. Luckily your shirt was black and already fitted so it couldn’t tell the blood that was also on it just by looking into it, but you could feel it, you could feel the warm liquid slowing turning cold with the night breeze that would made you shiver if you weren’t so used to it. You didn’t remember where you left your jacket.

Walking to your hidden cabin in the woods leaving a path of blood could seem dangerous, anyone could follow it, but you wanted to believe no one would be stupid enough to follow such path. And even if someone was stupid enough, you knew you could deal with them easily.

You saw that silhouette forming, the silhouette of a familiar cabin that you missed so much. You left a relieving sigh from the back of your throat, you were getting home after 5 months.

You weren’t sure why “he” decided to punish you, as far as you knew, it could have been something that the others did that had to be fixed, or something that your “co-workers” did that the best punishment that “he” decided was to make you suffer so the rest would feel terribly guilty.

Either way, you didn’t care, you were there, you were home.

The door was unlocked, as usual, as you expected. Your steps made a sloppy sound, both when your shoe hit the ground and when it was lifted, it felt sticky and made you want to puke, you really wanted to hear Hoodie complain about it the stains on the carpet.

It was a big cabin, you were sure it wasn’t so big originally since there was a huge difference on the quality of the building when it came to the extra room Hoodie and Masky probably built when they knew someone else was being “hired”, you in this case. When Toby came, you left him your room and went to sleep with Masky, he had the biggest room, and you were the closest to him. Back then, it didn’t bothered any of you. He was a nice company and you were the one he didn’t wanted to kill, or at least not as often as the rest.

You weren’t sure why you were the closest to him though. Maybe it was how similar you both were. Short tempered, stubborn, prideful. You definitely were calmer than him most of the times, or at least pretended to be. At the end of the day, y’all just understood each other.

You walked towards your room. Wondering if Tim would be there, you didn’t had too much high expectations on how he was going to react, you just wanted to feel some human touch again. Some human touch that you weren’t killing or that wasn’t trying to kill you.

He came out of the room first, freezing when his eyes met yours. And a moment of silence became present.

“What the fuck happened to you?” He spat. That was harsh, you thought to yourself. You knew you looked horrible, you were making a mess on the carpet and probably smelt like shit, but that wasn’t the way to greet your covered in blood friend after months of not seeing them.

You decided to ignore it, walking towards the bathroom this time. He followed you with his eyes, walking towards the bathroom.

“What happened to you?” He echoed the question, this time without cursing, you were a bit grateful for that.

You stepped inside the bathtub, without taking off your clothes, once you were inside you removed your shoes, leaving them inside of the bathtub. Opening the faucet of the shower head, letting the water fall against your skin and your clothes, you let your head down, watching the red watery droplets fall through the drain. Sliding through black curls that were bouncing back up once the dense blood was no longer invading the strands.

After a few minutes, the water started to come out rather clean, it was enough for you, you didn’t have the energy to take a proper shower just yet. The weight of your clothes became heavier, but you felt cleaner.

You stared right out of the bathroom, meeting with Tim’s eyes that still looked between confused and angry, but he always looked angry to be fair, you missed that angry face of his.

You walked right beside him and entered the room you remembered was yours, his as much as yours.

Clothes were all over the floor, Tim didn’t seem to know how to close drawers, the bed was undone, and half of the mattress was exposed. Exactly how you remembered. It felt warm in your heart.

You took a dirty shirt from the floor, removing your black tank top and putting the shirt instead, repeating the process with some pants you found on the floor.

You threw yourself to the bed, feeling your body sink comfortably in the mattress, closing your eyes, yet opening them right away.

You could only see blood. You could only hear screams.

“Can I have a cigarette?” You asked Tim, you haven’t heard him, but you knew he was near.

“Fuck you.” He spoke. You sat down, feeling your body even heavier than before, clearly not wanting to do any more effort and begging you to just lay back down.

“You disappeared for months. We thought you were dead.” He continued before you could even think of an answer “And you think you can just come back one day and simply ask for a cigarette? Fuck you!” You stared at him, not that mad yet, but slowly getting into it.

“He… Punished me for something, I don’t even know what. Can I get the cigarette?” You saw in his eyes how he was not satisfied by your answer but decided to give you the damn cigarette anyways. Bringing a hand to one of his pockets, giving you the cigarette then lighting it up for you once it was in your mouth. “Thank you…” You whispered.

“That’s not enough of an excuse, you could have told us something, you know? Instead of disappearing.” Taking a long drag out of the cigarette and then letting the smoke out, not even caring to open the only window in the room.

“I didn’t know I was going to be away for so long… Didn’t knew it was a punishment, didn’t knew that…” That they were children. “I thought I was going to be back in a matter of days…” And you weren’t lying. You remember that when you left you were in the middle of a job with your partners. They needed you, but you also needed to do what “he” desired. Didn’t wanted to worry them and just left, thinking that everything was going to go as normal as it could.

You felt like you were going to throw up and decided to stop talking and drag your cigarette once more.

“You’re unbelievable! I can’t believe you’re stupid enough to go to a mission without telling us. Specially if “he” told you specifically.” You were starting to get mad.

“You don’t have to call me stupid, asshole. I thought I was going to be fine, alright?” You stood up, wanting to face him.

“Something could have happened to you, you know?” He seemed to realize he was showing concern for you, feelings he didn’t wanted to show you. “Our work would have been delayed.” You knew what he was referring when he said work. Your usual killing, stalking duties. “Actually, it was. And then you just come back, not speaking to me, with a stupid look in your face and not even apologizing.”

Brian was the stalker, Toby did the killing, Tim was the leader in group jobs, you were the actress.

If they needed to get too close to the victim, if they needed a soft person to lie and deceive, a soft and caring woman that anyone could trust. You knew a little bit too well how to lie, and it would be a lie to say that you didn’t used such talent on them sometimes, that’s why Tim didn’t fully trusted you.

You knew they probably had trouble these months, having to come up with new strategies to find information when you could have just played the manic pixie girl role with the victim until they trusted you and confessed everything they knew.

“I’m not going to apologize, I already feel like shit, I don’t need the boss baby to come and lecture me.” You said, clearly mad but trying to play dumb, dragging your cigarette once more, each drag having been longer than the last one and it was already on half.

His face got red as he heard the deprecating nickname.

“You’re an asshole, you know? We care for you, everyone here was sad as fuck when you didn’t come back. Toby felt horrible when Brian explained to him that you might never do.”

“That’s… Not my problem.” It definitely was, and you felt like shit about it, but you didn’t want to show it.

“It pretty much is!”

“Why do you even care? I did... I’ve done a lot of horrible things! I’m an asshole.” You exploded, putting out your cigarette on a way overflowed ashtray. “I’ve killed people… I’ve betrayed so, so many people, you have no idea.” Your fingernails sunk in your scalp, hurting you slightly and deepening already deep previous injuries. “Then I come back, to the only place I can be in just a little bit of peace.” You started, once again. “But instead, I get… You, reminding me how much of an asshole I am.”

“You think you’re going to make me pity you with all that bullshit you just spat at me?” He said harshly, coming closer to you. “I don’t care about all of that! You can’t just leave us like that for so long!” He screamed at you. “That’s so fucking selfish coming from you.”

“Leave me alone! As far as I know, I can do whatever I want, If I want to leave and never come back, I can!” Y’all were pushing each other buttons, he hated to not be right and not hearing an apology coming from you, and you hated that he even wanted an apology to begin with.

“No, you can’t.” He said harshly, by that point you were face to face to each other.

“And why should I listen to you?”

“’Cause I fucking love you! That’s more than enough.”

“I don’t c-” You stopped your words. “You love me?” His furrowed eyebrows and harsh face fell. Quickly being replaced by an embarrassed expression.

“I… Uh…”

You’ve never felt such awkward silence. And at that point you’d rather go back to the woods.

“I-I… Lov-” You started, but quickly got interrupted.

“Shut up… Just, never leave us like that again.” One of his hands covered his eyes, still clearly flustered.

You saw how he turned around and left the room, closing the door behind him and leaving you alone.

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ff7-has-taken-me-over · 1 year

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Something cute and fluffy for you guys to celebrate Christmas. This actually took me a bit to find cause I’ve got so many drafts and so many of them are either angst af or long as all hell. Merry Christmas though!! Hope you guys have enjoyed your days or are enjoying them! And if you don’t celebrate or celebrate something else I hope you’ve been able to make the most out of it!! Anyway!

I remembered this thing that I witnessed years ago and I lost my mind when it happened so I’m gonna put Ghost and Soap in that scenario.

But like they’re all in the debriefing, listening to the mission intel and find Soap’s gonna go in alone for this mission. Ghost tries to get himself on the mission as a lookout or something but Price is adamant that he’s not gonna be needed.

Soap cracks a few jokes about Ghost caring about him and how he’s a big softie and what not. Y’know the usual shit. When the debrief breaks and everyone’s packing up it’s time for Soap to go.

Without even thinking he just leans up and kisses Ghost’s cheek, mind already elsewhere as he speaks, “See ya when I get back. Love you.”

And then he’s gone. Ghost is frozen to his spot, confused and highly flustered as Price and Gaz blink at him in wild confusion.

“Since when were you two a thing?” Ghost goes to speak but finds he can’t, too much confusion running through his system so ends up shrugging helplessly instead.

Then Soap’s poking his head back through the door, blush painted across his face, “Did I just do that?”

Gaz finally let’s his laughter loose, tears sitting in the corners of his eyes as he nods at Johnny’s embarrassed groan, “Mate what the fuck?”

Johnny flips him off before turning a sheepish grin toward Ghost, who’s trying to return to his usual brutish self, “Sorry Lt. I wasn’t thinkin’ straight.”

And that just causes Gaz to start laughing all over again.

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rosepetalburst · 6 months

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Ladybug Week Day 4: Accidental Confession

Ruby enters team RWBY's room, seeing that it only has Weiss in it. The redhead gets very nervous, approaching her partner, who seemed to be getting ready to go out. “W-Weiss, hi…”

“Hello, Ruby.” Weiss finishes putting the red scarf around her neck, walking towards the door. “I'm going to go buy Dust in Vale.”

"Wait!" The reaper uses semblance, appearing in front of Weiss, with her back to the door, preventing her from leaving. “Weiss, I already noticed your hints.”

Meanwhile Blake comes carrying a book in his arms, approaching the dorm. But when she was right in front of the door, before touching the doorknob, her feline ears perked up, hearing Ruby's extremely recognizable voice. The faunus stops when she hears the last part of the conversation, becoming very curious. What's happening? She thinks.

"… Hints?" Weiss asks, confused, crossing her arms.

“You've been leaving Myrtenaster by Crescent Rose's side lately and that only means one thing… Look, Weiss. I'm super flattered by your interest. Very much so, but Crescent Rose is already attached to another weapon and so am I, by a faunus, in this case…”

Blake almost stops breathing for a second, and moves a little closer to the door, driven by curiosity.

“Ruby, I-”

The reaper interrupts Weiss. “I know, I know. You are incredible, literally a fairytale princess. But I like Blake. My heart belongs to her.”

The faunus on the other side of the door widens her eyes, gaping for a second. She feels a mixture of surprise and disbelief, not knowing if she heard that right.

“This feeling for Blake is unlike anything I've ever felt in my life. I feel lost, Weiss… When I told her about my dream on the first day, I felt like she understood me and now that we discovered her past in WhiteFang, I know why… Besides, Blake makes me feel important. She always supports me, but she also trusts that I'm capable of doing things on my own, unlike Yang or even you… She makes my heart skip a beat whenever she looks at me.”

Blake listens to Ruby speak for a while, still shocked. The faunus feels her heart beating faster with those sincere words, touched. She takes a deep breath, opening the door slowly, entering silently.

Weiss was looking at Ruby in disbelief, looking up when she saw the faunus entering. The heiress's eyes widen. "Ruby, Blake-"

“She’s too amazing for me, I know.” The redhead continues, without having noticed the door opening. “But I can't get Blake out of my head. She's so beautiful… Mysterious… Attractive… And adorable with those little ears moving… And the smile she gives when she looks at me. I feel like I'm in the clouds… And I love those golden eyes. Especially at the dark, when they shine. She-"

"SHUT UP, DOLT!" Weiss speaks loudly, interrupting the rambling redhead. “I don't like you like that, Ruby! I was only letting Myrtenaster near your weapon because I know you're careful with weapons. And… Um…” She points behind Ruby.

Ruby turns around, coming face to face with the faunus, her eyes widen, looking mortified and in shock. Blake stares at her for a few seconds, her face red. She gives a timid little smile, scratching the back of her head. “D-Do you really think I’m all that?”

“I'll leave you two alone.” Weiss says to no one in particular, running out of the room, leaving.

“I-I didn't know you felt that way…” The faunus gives a loving smile. “I feel honored, Ruby. You're adorable too…”

Ruby turns very red, staring at the faunus. “Y-Y-You find me adorable?” She stutters a lot, barely able to speak, still in shock.

“Of course I think so! I-I mean… Look at you! You are the definition of adorable.” Blake looks away, more embarrassed. “S-Sorry… I don't want to be weird…”

“W-Weirder than me accidentally declaring myself?”

“I thought it was really cute.” The faunus approaches, gently taking Ruby's hand. "I'd like to hear more."

“H-Holy cookies…” The redhead trembles slightly, her heart racing. Now up close, Blake can see the freckles standing out on the reaper's flushed skin. "I-I think I'm going to pass out… Yang, don't wake me from this dream yet."

Blake giggles, moving closer and placing a kiss on Ruby's cheek, whispering in her ear. “I'm very real, Ruby Rose.”

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Yang finishes training, entering the room eager to relax and play videogames. Upon opening the door, the blonde finds Blake desperate, trying to wake up a fainted Ruby in her arms. “…Did I miss something?”

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