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c4llezz · 2 years

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DIDN'T RECOGNIZE YOU

Requested: Yes. Hikaru x FEM reader scenario where they're childhood friends who were separated after one of them moved to another country, they both became kpop idols but never knew of each other being in the same industry. During one of the vlives reader was talking about her childhood friend but she forgot her name since she was too young to remember, the fans started to look for her pre debut pics and found out that Hikaru and reader have many pictures together and also went to the same school, they trended the pictures and everything, it caught the attention of both reader and Hikaru then they reunite.

HIKARU X IDOL!F!READER

TW: Is mentions of roller coasters a warning?

Genre: Fluff

Word count: 1.4K

A/N: I'm really bad at coming up with fake names :p

Gif is not mine!

Expect mistakes, happy reading!

When you were younger you used to live in Japan and you had a friend who lived next door. You and her would spend all the afternoons after school together, doing whatever homework you had, playing outside, or dancing to new songs in one of your rooms. You then had to move to Korea because your grandmother was sick and your father had to take care of her.

You remember playing with your friend to be pop stars, with lots of fans around the world, your fans being all the stuffed animals you had. You liked the idea of singing and dancing so you begged your parents to let you in singing lessons. When you were 14 on a talent show at your school a lady came up to you and gave you a card, telling you to audition for an entertaining company, you went to the audition and got accepted. After 3 years of training, you debuted with your group, that was a year ago.

Now you were alone doing a vlive with some of your members to talk with your fans, you were reading through the comments, answering a few questions here and there “What made you want to be a k-pop idol?” you read.

“Well, I had a friend in Japan, I can’t really remember her name.” you started “But we used to do concerts in front of our stuffed animals and sometimes even in front of our parents.” you chuckled at the memory “Then I moved away and we lost all contact and I wanted something to remember what we used to do, I also liked the idea of singing and I took lessons, and when the opportunity came I auditioned. Now I’m here.” Your members also answered the question.

“Other anecdotes with this friend?” Your leader read a comment for you.

“I remember one time we were at a birthday party at an amusement park” you began “We were around 9 years old I think. And while I was tall enough, my friend was short and she was down the required height for most of the rides.” you chuckled remembering how she was the shortest one in your class.

“There was a new roller coaster that we wanted to try but she couldn’t get in because she was too short and we were too young for it. We asked her mom to convince the worker there to let us in but they wouldn’t budge. Until my friend started crying, the worker made an exception and let us in. It was the worst thing ever and thanks to that now I’m terrified of heights”

You continue with the live until your manager told you it was enough. But your fans were invested in your childhood friend. They started looking for pictures of you when you were living in Japan, they even looked into your dad’s Facebook account. They found pictures of you with different classmates, one of them looked oddly similar to Kep1er’s Hikaru. They did more research and it was indeed her, they did what fans do best and everyone started posting pictures of you two on the internet. Articles about you and Hikaru were everywhere.

You were in the living room watching tv when your maknae came up to you “Unnie! You didn’t tell me you knew Hikaru” she said.

You looked at her with a confused frown on your face “Hikaru?”

“From Kep1er?”

You nodded still confused “I know, I don’t know her though”

Now it was her time to frown “You went to the same school in Japan” When she noticed you still had a confused face, she took out her phone and show you an article. Its title was “KEP1ER’s Hikaru and Blue Sun’s Y/N” You scrolled down and looked at the pictures. The first one was you with your classmates, all the faces were blurred except for two, you and the friend you were talking about not so long ago. That was Hikaru? How could you not recognize her? You looked at the second picture, you and the same girl were hugging, both in school uniforms, it looked like it was the first day of school. The last was a video, of your 8th birthday party, you put play on it.

The video started at the end of the usual birthday song. You were smiling while looking at the camera, then the girl came into view “Happy birthday Y/N!” she said then your mom whispered something in her ear, and then her innocent smile transformed into a mischievous one.

She grabbed some cream from the cake and put it all over your face. Your past self was shocked “Hikaru!” the girl giggled “You are going to pay for that” you grabbed a piece of cake with your hands and she started running with you trailing just behind.

The video ended and you had a smile on your face. “Did you eat cake after that?” Your friend asked

You laughed “Probably not” You gave her back her phone “That’s the friend I was talking about on the live. I didn’t know it was Hikaru”

“Our fans were really interested in knowing who it was. I think they even looked into your dad’s Facebook” Your eyes widened, they probably found the video there. “Who even uses Facebook?”

The pictures also caught Hikaru’s attention, and she wanted to talk to you again so she asked Yujin to ask for your number since she knew more people in the industry. After asking around she finally got your number, but she didn’t know what to do, she could text you but what could she say? Hey, remember when we were neighbors? I didn’t recognize you but now I know who you are! No, that was weird. She decided to wait some time and text you later.

Both of your groups had a comeback in the same month and your fans were excited to see your interactions together. To promote both of your songs both companies took advantage of the news and schedule your groups together for a video.

It was a surprise for both Hikaru and you, but you were excited to talk to her again. When you got to the place her group was already there. You greeted everyone there and while most of your members started doing conversation you were standing there awkwardly until Hikaru approached you with a friendly yet shy smile.

“Hello,” she said bowing, you did the same “I really enjoyed your new song.”

You smiled “Thank you, yours is great too. Really catchy” You were called to do your hair and make-up “I’ll see you later.”

When everyone was done the filming started. The MC made 3 teams for all the games you were doing since in total there were 15 girls, you and Hikaru were in the same team with one of your members and the other two from hers. The last game was the common whisper challenge, thanks to the chemistry between you and Hikaru your team was able to win.

“Wow! You guys did great” the MC complimented “You were good friends, right?” You turned to look at Hikaru and she did the same before answering at the same time “yes” making some people around you laugh.

After you finished filming you were getting ready to leave for your next schedule of the day, before you left though you went to talk to your childhood friend. “Hey Hikaru, I was thinking we could go out sometime and catch up?”

“Yeah! I’d like to reconnect with you, I actually didn’t recognize you, sorry” she apologized

You shook your head “Don’t worry, neither did I. If it weren’t for the fans, we would probably still be clueless” Hikaru’s manager shouted for her to go.

“I’ll text you”

“You don’t have my number though” She took out her phone and typed something on it, you felt your phone vibrate on your bag and took it out “Or maybe you do” you looked at her silently asking how she got your phone number.

“Yujin-Unnie asked around for it a few days ago” she explained and you nodded, her manager call out for her again “I need to go and it seems like you do too” you looked over your shoulder and saw your leader waiting for you “It was great to talk to you again”

You smiled “It was, I’ll text you when promotions are over” she nodded at that before walking away waving at you.

#gg imagines #girl group imagines #girl group scenarios #girl group reactions #kep1er imagines #hikaru kep1er x reader #hikaru kep1er #ezaki hikaru #kep1er x reader #kep1er scenarios #c4llezz

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lets-zofifi-stuff · 1 year

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I will never not be salty about the fact that in the Toy Story 4 Woody choose Bo over Buzz, Jessie, Mustang and the rest of his friends.

So Bo and Woody had meaningful relationship in the past. That's cool.

They went separate ways, which was partially Woody's but mostly Bo's decision. That's also cool.

And she found out completely different way of living that better suits her. Awesome!

But it's not like she couldn't find him after she decided to go stray. She was free, independent and he was for all theese years mostly staying in the place she left him. She could have visit, or send a message of some sort, just to say "hi imma not dead, in fact I am doing great, and how are you".

At the same time Buzz spend two of four films just looking for Woody, to make shure he is okay. Buzz jumped for him off the moving truck ON AN ANGRY BULLTERIER!

Not that I think, Bo is a horrible person for not staying in contact. It shurely would cost her a lot of effort, but would be nice of her. She was very important to Woody even if she wasn't his #1 priority in life.

Then they reunite after all those years and she is like "oh, good to see ya, how do you do"? Like, glad but not jumping of excitement, and it is clear that she came a long way since they last met. He is the one exited to see her. He thought he lost her forever.

And theeeeen Woodie who was always a big housebody and extra loyal to both his children and his friends, and during none of the films showed any sights of actually wanting to become a "lost toy", suddenly decides to just drop everything, to say goodby to Buzz and all the rest of his family, to run with a girl that dosen't even care for him that much.

And it is framed as happy ending!

In my opinion he is just having another crisis and he will regret that decision eventually.

#toy stoy 4 #toy story #sheriff woody #bo peep #buzz lightyear

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cordeliaflyte · 11 months

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Here to share the fucked up details of my dream before I forget... long and includes graphic violence so it's under a read more.

First I was allegedly in some American state (Texas i think?) But it was that state in name only. It was cold and wintry and made up from a series of small interconnected islands. VERY ugly. I was a spy there and I had to seduce this guy for information. Except he was ugly and kind of rude. I must have seemed very hot and cold to him because I would abruptly drop the ruse whenever I saw someone I recognised because I found it embarrassing. And for some reason all my classmates were also at the island. So whenever one of them would be like hi Maria! How goes the presentation? I would ditch the guy I was to seduce and be like yeahhh I've not started lol!! Idk who this freak is. And when they'd leave I'd go back to flirting with him. I asked him where he was staying. I found out he was staying in a very ugly hotel? Kind of... Brutalism meets the Chrysler building meets water tower? It was very ugly. This hotel will return later in the narrative. Onto the next part.

Then there was a setting that I had before. So, in real life, my grandmother lives in Warsaw, but spends quite some time in her rural childhood home. In this setting, she also has a city flat and a tiny house with fewer utilities, except they're much closer: a less than two hour walk Vs a more than two hour drive. They are connected by a very large cemetery which is divided into two sections: the section nearer the city flat has exclusively human graves. The section nearer the country cottage is mostly a pet cemetery, but there are also veterinarians buried there. That's it that's the second part of the dream.

The second was more fucked up. There was a "crime of the week" style detective drama. There were two detectives whose genders would change from case to case relatable am I right ladies. They were kind of in love with each other but would also flirt incessantly with suspects and often seduce them. But the thing that mostly made the TV show weird was that the severity of the crimes would vary wildly. One week, they were solving a missing pet case. It turned out fine, the delighted little girl was reunited with her lost cat. Then the next week they found, on a train station, two corpses which were switcharooed. Like cut in half horizontally and sown back together. And their investigation led them to the ugly hotel from the first part of the dream! One of the detectives (I sometimes viewed him from a third person perspective, sometimes I was just him) was very much led by intuition and his partner had learnt he was seldom wrong so he went alone with it.

And he chose a random door to open and the room was very dark and kind of gross. There was a man there who thought the detectives were like... Delivery people for weird body pillows? He had a lot of weird body pillows which were very disturbing. Most depicted women being brutally raped and mutilated. And the two detectives made eye contact in a ha! We have our guy! way. And then they noticed that under the pile of body pillows resembling mutilated people there was actually a mutilated body oopsy!

So this makes no sense but it made perfect sense in the dream. So it turned out there were two murderers and they were the guys initially found switcharooed at the train platform. Like it might have been a premonition of the Will Graham persuasion who knows. Anyway. One of their victims managed to get away after being trapped in the hotel room for days. She looked like Klaasje Amandou from Disco Elysium but didn't have Dasha Redscare's jaded smoker voice. She had a very sweet voice she was very sweet. So sweet both of the detectives immediately started hitting on her even though she told them her horrible traumatic story:

When she was hiding in the room she saw her husband and four children get murdered and mutilated and then their bodies were stuffed next to her. Because the murderers thought she was dead already they just didn't kill her well enough. So she had to watch them get brutally tortured and couldn't do anything about it and THEN their bodies were dumped next to her and she had to stay put next to the rotting mutilated corpses of her beloved family.

And like most of the bodies were sawn in half and stitched together just like those found on the platform. And one of the detectives went into deep psychological explanations on why the murderers would do that and everybody nodded sagely. Both were also masters of disguise. Like how they lured the husband and children of this woman was by successfully pretending to be her. Even though they were huge, burly men, and she was. Klaasje Amandou from Disco Elysium.

And one of the murderers turned on his murder partner and did the whole sewing him in half and switcharooing him thing with himself, maybe? Time was weird. As we've established, some things might be premonitions and people might appear dead months before they are.

ANYWAY he was presenting himself as an innocent victim who was forced to witness all the murders, just like Klaasje was. And the detectives were like don't worry Miss Amandou you are very beautiful it is going to be a super tough legal battle and we can't imagine going through what you did and losing your family and this man is going to fight tooth and nail but he WILL see justice don't worry you beautiful beautiful woman.

EXCEPT due to the nature of disguise... It was left ambiguous which one was actually lying... The supposed murder partner... Or Klaasje, Miss Oranje Disco Dancer... Who COULD have been the murderer in disguise!!!!!!!! But I have also fallen victim to her... Hypothetical wiles? Because I (this time as the viewer, not the intuitive detective) was like NO she couldn't have done that she's a sad and pretty lady........

Also there was a joke which was super funny in the dream but is objectively not but I'll share it anyway. The detectives initially only found the bodies of two children. And when Miss Oranje Disco Dancer was rescued or escaped they were like sorry ma'am we found the bodies of your two children... And she was like ah I saw four of my children murdered before me... And one of the detectives gestured to the other that they actually found more, and the other was like yeah we found four bodies of children! Hell, we found six!! And Miss Oranje Disco Dancer looked horrified so he was like yeah no four. We found four.

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its-deputy-caleb · 3 years

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If RE8 requests are still open, do you think you could do one where the reader is the partner/spouse of four lords (separately, not poly) who went missing years ago and they thought us dead. But then surprise!!! We’re alive!!! And just the whole aftermath of that? Sorry the description is kind of bad😅 (if you could include cute moments with the daughters in Alcina’s section that would be cute cause the girls need that sweet parental love lmao)

Okay so these are super messy and all over the place since i wrote this back to back with other hc’s so they’re unedited and make literally no sense but pls enjoy some angsty fluff with lots of lovin’ and huggin’

Alcina Dimitrescu

Alcina is startled by the sound of a knock at her door, placing her book down on the coffee table as she walks to the door, curious as to who is there. She wasn’t expecting visitors.

“Ooh visitors!” “I wonder who is there?!” “Could it be Uncle Karl? Or maybe it’s the Duke?”

Alcina would have scolded her daughters for being impatient if she wasn’t asking herself the same questions. However he mind is wiped blank when she opens the door to see who is standing on the other side.

There you are, standing in front of her after all these years. God how she had missed you. You hadn’t changed much at all since she last saw you and it made Alcina feel like she was hallucinating.

“Hello, my Lady-“

You can’t finish your sentence before you’re tackled to the floor by three teenagers. Cassandra has her arm slung around your neck as she plasters herself to your side while Bela is practically balled on top of you in a bear hug so tight it could almost kill you. Meanwhile Daniela has her face hidden tightly in your shoulder on the opposite side of Cassandra with tears streaming down her face.

Eventually with their mother’s persistence, the three daughters let you go so you can see their mother but not before you wipe away any of their tears and kiss all of them on the forehead.

Your heart skips a beat as you prepare your list of apologies to Alcina. You could only imagine what it would have been like for her when you disappeared without a trace.

The words never leave your mouth as she brings you into her arms and kisses you with a desperate ed’s that you matched. Your arms cling tightly to the fabric on her shoulders, never wanting to let go as her arms tighten around your waist.

You spend the rest of the night curled up on the couch in Alcina’s arms, she hadn’t let go of you once as you explained to her the nature of your disappearance. None of it really mattered though as you were just happy to be reunited with your family.

Donna Beneveinto

Your heart feels like it’s breaking out of your chest as you walked towards Beneveinto Manor, it had been literal years since you had seen your beloved Donna.

Walking up to the huge red gate, you see the familiar words “Give up your memories” on the plaque. With unsteady hands you place the photo you kept of Donna, Angie and yourself down by the waterfall into the letterbox.

When you eventually arrive up at the Manor, the seconds leading up to the door opening are gruelling. But your jaw drops when you see Donna. After all these years she hasn’t change except for the large scar that covers her right eye.

She instantly falls into your arms and begins sobbing as you hold her close. You place a soothing hand in her hair and whisper to her that it’s all okay, you’re here now.

When her sobs become little sniffles you bring her back to look into her eye, your hands on her face stroking her cheeks and simultaneously wiping away stray tears that fall.

“I’m sorry I left you…”

You bring her in for a gentle and tender kiss, one that is full of sorrow and heartache but is cut short by a screeching sound which you learn is Angie flying down the stairs.

“Now where’s my hug silly?!”

After hugging Angie, who now sits on your shoulder, Donna’s hand interlinks with yours and brings you inside. She shows you all around the house, what’s changed and what hasn’t as well as the new dolls and dresses she’s been making to keep herself busy through your disappearance.

You three end up on the balcony together watching the waterfall on the little wooden bench, Donna curled up to your side and your arm wrapped protectively around her.

Salvatore Moreau

Salvatore was making his way around the docks, checking for maintenance or anything that needed immediate fixing. It was just another ordinary day for him, just another activity for him to keep busy.

“I think you’ll find the oil for the boats need changing.”

Salvatore screams as he’s startled by you coming from behind, having not heard you at all. In the process of it he slips and lands himself in the water.

You lean down and pull him up by the wrist but after he’s out he doesn’t let you go. Sal stares blankly at you for a moment, not believing his eyes before he pulls you to him for a bone crushing and slightly wet hug.

Your shirt is now just as soaked as his but you couldn’t care less as you returned the hug. After five minutes he still doesn’t let you go, chuckling to yourself, you bring him closer to you.

“I missed you too Sal”

His face is mushed into your shoulder, mumbling about how he doesn’t think it’s real but you only remind him that soggy clothes are difficult to imagine.

You spend the rest of the night huddled under warm blankets in an effort to get dry and end up watching a movie before you fall asleep together, all the matters of your disappearance could wait as Sal is just happy to have you back in his life again after so long.

Karl Heisenberg

Karl is standing in the front of his factory, sifting through old bits of scrap metal to begin making a new design on the Soldats when he hears the gate open. There’s only one person who had the key other than himself… but you went missing a long time ago.

Thinking nothing of it, he places a cigar in his mouth to chew on something nervously, an uncomfortable feeling settling in his bones.

“Need a light?”

Karl’s head swivels to see you standing there with a cocky look on your face. His head dips forward till his glasses rest on the bridge of his nose and he nearly chokes on his cigar at the sight of you.

The item falls onto the floor as his jaw falls open, left completely forgotten as he approaches you and takes your hand in his.

“Is it really you?”

You don’t miss the way his voice trembles slightly but you can’t blame him. Karl had been alone almost his whole life before he met you and then he lost you too.

When you nod slowly it’s like a wall is broken and he falls into you, pulling you against him for an embrace.

“I thought I lost you…”

The words are whispered against your neck as he leans in for as much physical contact as he can get. Your hand comes to lace itself in his hair and you rub slow circles on the nape of his neck, weaving in and out of the strands there.

You stand there together for what feels like hours before you finally get to come inside the factory. In the living quarters, you and Karl are wrapped up on the couch together as you tell him all about what happened to you. All of Karl’s work plans are left untouched for an entire week as he refuses to do anything but spend time with you.

#alcina dimitrescu #lady dimitrescu #lady dimitrescu x reader #alcina dimitrescu x reader #karl heisenberg #karl heisenberg x reader #donna beneviento #donna beneviento x reader #salvatore moreau #salvatore moreau x reader #resident evil village #resident evil headcanons #resident evil 8 #resident evil #asks #prompt

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favefandomimagines · 3 years

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Nurture Relationships (b.b.)

Summary: Bucky comes to your apartment every time he has a nightmare. but why can’t he seem to own up to the feelings he has for you?

AN: inspired by the first episode of fatws! possible spoilers if you haven’t seen the episode yet! i’m also on a bucky kick sooo i’m sorry

and not all dialogue is gonna be 100% accurate obviously and quick PSA: this was thrown into my publishing schedule so the two evan buckley requests will be out during the week!! xx

After everyone had come back from the blip, chaos became a pattern that everyone became used too. Everyone was having a hard time adjusting to half the population coming back after five years. But no one was struggling more than Bucky.

Bucky Barnes was always used to a fight and having to fight for something. Without that, he was left alone rather often with his never ending cycle of demons.

Even before the blip, you had tried to bring some form a peace. Even if it were only for a moment. Bucky took a strong liking to you, and you to him, when he met you in Germany. You quickly became a fascination to him as he spent more time with you. But it was quickly cut short when he went to Wakanda and went back under.

You were reunited under poor circumstances and even that reunion came to a screeching halt when you were both victims of Thanos’ snap. Everyone was brought back and it seemed like you were falling into a sense of normalcy.

You kept in constant contact with Bucky, making it your mission that he was adjusting to civilian life as best he could. But normal soon included Bucky sneaking into your bed in the middle of the night due to his nightmares.

Bucky didn’t know what it was, but he felt safe with you. He felt safe when he knew you were lying right next to him and you never turned him away. You let him bring you as close as he could as if you were his security blanket. Once he did that, the nightmares stopped for the night.

For the past week, Bucky had been woken up by the nightmares and made the short walk to your apartment to find solace in your bed next to you. And never once did you complain, but you did worry.

Bucky had used the key you gave him and let himself into your apartment. It was around two in the morning and he did his best to remain quiet as he entered your bedroom.

The sound of your front door opening woke you up and you knew it was Bucky, so you moved over to make space for him in your bed. That was a detail that Bucky had noticed when he entered your room.

He took off his jacket, shirt and shoes, and climbed into the side of the bed. You rolled over to look at him, moving closer to clearly see his face.

“This is the third night this week, Bucky. Are you okay?” You asked softly. He just simply nodded his head, avoiding your gaze as he did so. You knew that he wasn’t okay. The things he did as the Winter Solider still haunted him every day, especially at night when he closed his eyes.

Rather than pushing him and trying to further the conversation, you moved to place a kiss on his forehead before rolling over to go to sleep.

Bucky’s arm snaked around your waist and pulled you extremely close to his body before he himself fell sound asleep.

The next morning, Bucky woke up to you not in the bed next to him. Usually you were always there when he woke up but this time you weren’t. He got out of the bed and walked out into the hallway and saw you standing at the counter with two mugs, pouring water into them.

“Good morning.” You greeted him with a warm smile. “Morning, doll.” He replied. “Would you like some tea?” You offered. “That’d be great, thank you.” Bucky said.

You passed him one of the mugs and sat next to him at the counter. “Buck, we gotta talk about what’s going on. Three nights in a row you’ve had nightmares, so bad you’ve had to come here. Do you want to talk about it?” You asked.

“I’m fine, Y/N. They’re just some nightmares.” He said. “Bucky, they’re not just nightmares. You can’t even sleep in your own apartment anymore.” You rebutted. “I said I’m fine, okay?” Bucky said, his tone slightly rising.

Bucky didn’t mean to react so harshly. You were just worried about him and you cared about him. You didn’t like seeing him in so much pain.

“Okay, Bucky.” You sighed, getting up from your seat. “I have to get ready for Steve’s honoring at the Smithsonian.” You added. Bucky could see that he had disappointed you or scared you. Something that had changed your attitude completely.

“Y/N,” He started. “It’s okay, Buck. I’ll see you later.” You cut him off, retreating back into your bedroom. Bucky kicked himself for how he lashed out at you.

He looked at the clock on the wall and saw he had to be at therapy soon. Bucky debated whether or not he wanted to leave things unsaid and at such an uncertain point but when he heard the sound of the shower, he knew it had to wait.

Bucky sat on the couch, staring straight ahead at Dr. Raynor. “So, James, have you been having more nightmares?” The woman asked. There was a long pause, the man wondering if he should be honest or if he should lie. He chose the latter.

“No.” He answered. “James, we’ve been doing this long enough I can tell when you’re lying.” She replied. “How is Y/N?” She added. That piqued Bucky’s interest, his head moving to look at the Dr. Raynor. “Why would you ask about Y/N?” Bucky questioned. “Because you’ve said she makes you feel safe, right? Why haven’t you furthered your relationship?” She asked. “Because I’m me. Y/N has been through a lot already she doesn’t need anything to complicate it.” Bucky replied.

“That’s utter bullshit. And you know it. You’re afraid to further your relationship with her. Because of all the loss you’ve faced, you don’t want to lose her.” Dr. Raynor said. “James, you’re free. You have a chance at peace and you’re not taking it. Y/N can give you peace. Sure, she’s been through a lot but so have you. Who says you can’t heal together?” She added.

Bucky wasn’t one to show how he’s really feeling about something so once Dr. Raynor was met with the same stoic expression, she moved on. But throughout the entire session, his mind wandered to you.

Dr. Raynor was right. He was afraid to solidify his relationship with you because he was afraid to lose you like he had lost everyone else. Steve told him to be happy and he knew all along that happiness was with you. You were his chance to try to live a normal life. But he wasn’t allowing himself to have it.

Later that night, when he knew you were home from D.C., Bucky stood outside your apartment, building up the courage to knock. You knew he was out there. You could hear him whispering to himself, saying to just knock on the door.

You opened your door and Bucky stopped pacing. “You have a key, you know.” You commented. “I know but it didn’t feel right using it after this morning.” He said.

Moving aside to let him in, Bucky slowly entered the oh so familiar space of your apartment.

“I’m sorry about lashing out at you. I know you ask because you’re worried and you care about me. A part of me didn’t want you to care so much because then I would find a way to fall out of love with you. Mainly because I’m afraid that I’ll lose you again and I don’t know if I’d be able to survive that.” Bucky confessed.

“Buck, you won’t lose me. You’ll never lose me, not anymore. Thanos is gone. There are no more Infinity stones, we’re okay. And I know because of your past you won’t let yourself be happy but a part of forgiving yourself, is accepting the fact that it wasn’t you who hurt those people. It was your body, yes, but it wasn’t your mind. And I love you despite your flaws because that’s what love really is.” You told him.

Bucky wasn’t sure he heard you correctly when you said you loved him. No one had said those words to him in years and it coming from you felt like it was too good to be true.

“What did you say?” He asked. “I said I love you James Bucky Barnes and I’m going to spend a very long time doing that. Filling the void until you can learn to love yourself.” You answered.

Bucky didn’t say anything at first, wanting to make sure it was actually real. He took a couple steps towards you and kissed you deeply. Sure he was a bit rusty after not having kissed anyone since 1943 but it was the fact that he was showing compassion towards someone was what meant the most.

“You’re going to be okay, James. I promise.” You whispered, resting your forehead against his. “We, are going to be okay, doll.” Bucky replied.

#imagine #imagines #marvel imagine #bucky barnes imagine #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes #sebastian stan imagine #sebastian stan #sam wilson #the falcon and the winter solider spoilers #bucky barnes x you #steve rogers

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unknownwriting · 3 years

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Hiiiii, can I request of Ace survived b̶e̶c̶a̶u̶s̶e̶ f̶u̶c̶k̶ A̶k̶a̶i̶n̶u̶ and his s/o was pregnant with his child then after 2 years of time skip (they don't know Ace survived) can please Luffy & Sabo reunited with Ace, to his s/o and child and having family moments 🥺🥺🥺 👉👈

ｓｕｍｍａｒｙ- requested ^^

ｗｏｒｄｃｏｕｎｔ - 2.9 k, i honeslty could write a whole book

ｓｏｎｇｉｎｓｐｏ- i love you - billie eilish

ｃｈａｒａｃｔｅｒｓ - Portgas D. Ace, Sabo, Monkey D. Luffy

ｗａｒｎｉｎｇｓ - None :)

ａ/ｎ- my sense of time is fucked. I could’ve swore it was Tuesday...but i still had a lot of fun writing this. I cried half the time but Ace 🥺🥺 so I hope you enjoy

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“The weeds!! The weeds Luffy!! Not the flowers!” (Y/n) shouted as she leaned out the kitchen window. Even then Luffy still began to yank out the barely budding roses. For as much as he wanted to do the garden, Luffy sucks at it. (Y/n) eyes trailed over to the small pile of weeds and roses, where Luffy continued to toss the roses in. Let out a heavy sigh, (Y/n) called out to him again, “Luffy! Not the roses!”

“Huh?” Luffy hummed as he looked up and around before finally making eye contact with (Y/n). She scoffed at her absent-minded brother-in-law as she stated again,

“Your weeding the weeds, not the roses.”

“Eh? But they all look the same?” Luffy hummed as he looked back to the pile of weeds and roses then back to the rosebuds in his hands.

“See the little green ball on top of that the stem, those are roses that have yet to bloom. Those need to stay in the ground so they can bloom, what your getting is the other green plants.” (Y/n) explained as she pointed down the weeds that surrounded the roses. Luffy’s eyes followed as he began to finally see the difference between the 2. And with a chuckle, Luffy had gone back to work pulling out only the weeds this time. (Y/n) scoffed once again as she leaned back from the window and turned around on her heel and looked back at her blonde brother-in-law. She was so grateful for Sabo and Luffy. They sat through everything with her and supported her throughout it too. Keeping her safe and healthy when she found out about Ace’s death, being there to help her through her pregnancy even sitting with her through her labor, and even now they still come and visit her regularly, checking up on her and her family. The trio of brothers are the best people she has ever met. Brightening her smile, she shook her head and began to walk past them.

“Ya’know for as much as Luffy wanted to do the garden, you’d think he’s at least how to do it.” (Y/n) sighed as she made her way next to Sabo at the table. She had taken a spot right next to him and picked up the pair of pants she was stitching back together. Sabo continued to shuffle through some paper as he glanced over at (Y/n) and chuckled.

“Well, you pretty much banned him from doing anything else. The garden is the only thing Luffy can do now.” Sabo pointed out, taking the pile of papers in his hands and setting them to the side, then began working on the other pile.

“...It’s his fault for being so reckless. If he’s your brother you should’ve raised him better.” (Y/n) huffed, cutting the string off the pants and tying them up. (Y/n) was currently fixing a pair of Estelle’s pants that were destroyed when he and Luffy were playing. It wouldn’t be a big of a problem if it wasn’t one of Estelle’s good pants. It was one of the best days Estelle had though, so it was easy for (Y/n) not to get too mad.

“Ace was the one who was the closest to him. I lost my memories although that time.” Sabo answered, as his gaze shifted down to the paperwork

“Looks like Imma have to call Ace out on that then-”

“Mama!!” A loud voice had shouted as the door to the small house swung open and a small (h/c) colored child had rushed in. (Y/n) was quick to drop the pants and open her arms to greet home her child.

“Estelle! Welcome back, baby.” (Y/n) smiled brightly as she gave a huge hug to her child. Estelle giggled and happily hugged back. Estelle wasn’t gone for long, only about 3 hours but it was easy to tell that he missed his mom. He definitely takes after his dad, being a very family-orientated person. Standing up from her chair, she pulled away from Estelle yet keeping him on her hip, she smiled, “We’re you nice to Doctor Cherry?”

“Yeah, she even gave me a candy.” Estelle proudly shouted as he stuck out his tongue and showed (Y/n) its blue color.

“Wow, You must’ve been such a good boy. I bet Dcotor Cherry was happy to spend the day with you.” (Y/n) smiled, as she set Estelle back on the floor and looked up at the red-haired lady that stood at the door.

“Of course, Estelle’s one of my best patients.” Cherry smiled as she looked down at Estelle. Estelle giggled loudly as grinned up from his mother's side. Cherry was another person who stood by (Y/n) when she was going through such a hard time, helping (Y/n) nurse back to health and helped a lot with the pregnancy. She was another that was close like family. As Cherry took a step into the house, she had opened her mouth to speak again but Sabo and Luffy were quick to interrupt.

“You’re not even gonna say hi to your uncles. Estelle, you make us so sad.” Sabo teased as he and Luffy walked up to join (Y/n). Quickly turning around to the sound of the voices, Estelle smiled brightly again.

“Uncle Sabo, Uncle Luffy!!” Estelle shouted as he jumped into their arms. The boys were quick to hug back and spoil Estelle in all types of affections. (Y/n) smiled at the view, that's one of the many things that she wants Estelle to learn that no matter what family is always important. With Estelle already being a very family-oriented person, it seemed that (Y/n) didn’t have much of a lesson to teach. Giggling to herself, (Y/n) turned back to Cherry to see what she was gonna say early. Once Cherry had seen that (Y/n) was back on her, she began again,

“Someone was asking around for you early today. I’m not sure who, but he seemed almost desperate.” Cherry explained as she watched (Y/n) face twist into shock and just for a moment, there was a huge flash of hope in her eyes that seemed to cloud her judgment for a moment. It was for a brief moment, but even with that flash of hope Cherry could tell that (Y/n) wants, more like needs, to see who it is.

“Asking for (Y/- Ow!!” Sabo hisses as he quickly pulled his arm towards him and began to rub the red spot that Estelle pinched, “He’s still in his pinching phase? I thought we were over that.”

“With Estelle? Of course not, he still goes around pinching everything and everyone. I’ve been trying to get him to stop but he doesn’t want to. I’m surprised that you thought he grew ou-”

“Ow, ow, ow, ow!! My nipples!!” Luffy cried as he pushed Estelle away from him. With the pain still written over his face, Luffy cupped his nipples and hissed. (Y/n) laughed as she watched Luffy sit there trying to soothe the pain running through him.

“Yeah no, he’s still pinching.” (Y/n) laughed before her, and Sabo, both turned back to Cherry and continued to question her.

“Who’s looking for (Y/n)?” Sabo questioned. It was easy to tell that his overprotectiveness was kicking him. The only response that Sabo got from Cherry was a shrug and then slowly walking out of the house as if to lead the others. Sabo then turned to look at (Y/n) asking the same question to which (Y/n) only ended up shrugging too.

“I’m not sure. Sail with Ace and Whitebeard-san I’ve met a lot of people, so I don’t know.”

Sabo hummed in response as he began to follow Cherry outside. Something inside of (Y/n) made her so anxious, but something has her heart racing, palms sweating, and her legs aching. Something about this guest just had her body aching, as if she couldn’t sit still. In the back of her mind, a small voice continued to echo, but there was no way it could be true. He’s dead, he passed away 2 years ago. Last time (Y/n) you can’t raise the dead either. So with one last shaky sigh, (Y/n) began to make her way out the door and towards Sabo and Cherry. Trying to push back her feelings, it’s like this every time, always getting her hopes up only for them to come crashing down. She tries to keep her cool.

“So, does it look like anyone we know?” (Y/n) questioned, as she took a spot next to Sabo’s side. Sabo let out a small grunt as he squinted his eyes to see the figure. (Y/n) had followed suit. Just at the bottom of the hill stood a man with broad shoulders. He looked around confused as he stumbled around the bottom of the hill. A soft laugh left her lips as she watched him, he looks so out of place.

“I-I-I….I don’t wanna jump to conclusions here, (Y/n), but doesn’t that look like-“

It didn’t take long for the man to make eye contact with the 2 at the top of the hill. He starred for a moment as if he was taking in the view before he smiles brightly and slowly began to make his way up. As if the world has stopped around (Y/n). That smile. That was the same smile that started this whole adventure, that made her happy even on the saddest days, that was the same smile that she fell in love with. It was hard to believe. As if time itself has stopped, (Y/n) stood there speechless. She couldn’t even muster a sound or a reaction. Something like this never happens, maybe one in a million but last time she checked the skeleton on Luffy’s crew was the one. This was impossible, it had to be a prank or something. This couldn’t be happening and just as (Y/n) had open her mouth and rat at the person standing below them a laugh echoed through the field. It was real, this is all real. That laugh was one she couldn’t and wouldn’t forget. That laugh belongs to her later lover,

“Ace.” Breathlessly and barely above a whisper was all she could do. She was scared if she said it any loud she would have started to cry right there. (Y/n) began to inch forwards slowly trying to wake her body up and tell it to move. God, if only she could wake it up faster. Soon enough those baby steps turn into bigger ones then fast ones, then finally she was running. She was running as fast as her feet could carry her down the hill. Tears swiftly fell from her eyes as she made her way to her lover. Maybe dreams do come true. After all these days, weeks, months of wishing, her wish came true. And even now it’s better than what she wished for.

Not being able to stop herself and not even trying to, (Y/n) jumped straight into Ace’s warm embrace for the first time in years. Automatically (Y/n) inhales deeply taking in Ace’s smell of burnt ambers and sunk deeper into his strong and warm embrace. By now she couldn’t help the waterworks from coming. Neither could Ace, the 2 of them held each other close, taking in each other scent and loving embrace. As if this moment latest forever, the 2 of them didn’t let go for as long as they could. However, (Y/n) can only cry so much into his shoulder before taking a deep breath. So barely pulling away and with a red-eyed and snot-filled face, (Y/n) smiled as she tried to speak up the loudest and clearest she could.

“Y-y-y-your… you’re alive!! Ace is alive. Your alive!!” (Y/n) cried as she tried to call out to the others however your attention was all on Ace. She was scared that if she looked away he would disappear, so she kept her around him and locked her eyes with his.

“I’m alive. I’m really alive.” Ace sobbed back keeping his eyes locked with (Y/n)’s. She didn’t even care if his voice has reached them, she doesn’t want it to reach them. All she wants is to be with Ace now. Smiling through her tears, she pulled her hand up to Ace’s cheeks and began to rub her thumb against his freckled cheeks feeling his rough skin against hers. Ace, still through his tears, smiled and hummed as he leads into her hand, enjoying the softness and warmth her hands had provided. This moment should last forever, they both wished. Just as (Y/n) has dropped her hand to his chest and was able to lean in to kiss his lips that she wanted to feel and taste once again, 2 pairs of very loud footsteps came behind them. Before the 2 of them could even react, 2 bodies came crashing down onto them.

“Ace!!” The 2 of them sobbed as all of the 4 bodies fell over in the grass. Both Luffy’s and Sabo’s sobs could be heard for miles, like (Y/n) and Ace, they couldn’t hold back their tears. So all 4 of them laid on the ground and just sobbed, they couldn’t do anything else. Each one of them held onto the other with such an iron grip, it was hard to breathe but nobody wanted to move. The only time they moved was when Ace pulled back and started at Sabo for a while trying to figure out who it was.

“S-s...sabo. Y-you’re alive too?!!” Ace gasped as he could feel more tears falling. Sabo looked up and smile at him, nodding. And Just with that simple nod both of the boys began to cry even harder and the hug got tighter. This whole hug was a mess, they were all crying loudly. People in the village soon came to even check on them but none of them cared. After 2 years each of their dreams had come true and nothing else mattered.

“Welcome home, Ace.”

“Luffy don’t-!” (Y/n) tried to protest all she wanted, but as soon as she had put down the food, Luffy was all over it. And taking after his uncle, Estelle was right there digging into the food with Luffy. Let a heavy sigh past her lips as she walked back into the kitchen to get the rest of the food.

“Oi! Luffy save some for us!!” Ace’s voice rang through the house as a loud thump followed along with Luffy groaning in pain. Like music to her ears, hearing Ace’s voice once again causes (Y/n) so much happiness and relief. Having her black-haired lover back is the best feeling in the world.

After all 4 of them had somehow managed to stop the tears, they didn’t spend a moment from each other. Where ever one went the others always followed because they were all scared that if they left then Ace would disappear. Although, out of the whole reunion, being able to reunite Estelle with his father was the best part. Luckily he’s only 2 so things weren’t awkward and he was able to quickly adapt to Ace. Being again to finally introduce Ace to his son and Estelle to his father was by far the best part. It only made (Y/n) cry even more.

“Hey, Daddy you can’t hit Uncle Luffy. Mama will get mad at you.” Estelle laughed as he waved around the bone. Even the word was foreign to Ace, it still took him a while to get used to even being a dad. But after staring at Estelle for a moment, just taking in the fact that Estelle’s actually his kid. Ace chuckled and smiled.

“Oh, will she now? Last time I check, I think I can handle your mother when she’s angry.” Ace chuckled as he leads back in his chair and crossed his arms. She could cry just looking at him. After all these years he hasn’t changed a bit. Messy black hair, freckled skin, a huge smile that could light up the room. The only thing that had changed, was the giant burn mark on his stomach. It was huge and very upsetting but it’s not like Ace didn’t have scars from before. With one last shaky breath, (Y/n) pushed back any sadness she had and quickly replaced it with joy. There is no way (Y/n) was gonna be sad.

“You better think again fire boy.” (Y/n) had stated as she hit the back of his head while she took a seat next to him at the table. Ace hissed at the pain while Estelle laughed in response. Sabo and Luffy were quick to follow in suit. All their laughter sounded like music to her ear. There really wasn’t anything else she could wish for. Ace was back, she’s having dinner with her family, and she was happy. It was all too perfect, it was almost like this whole thing was a dream. God, (Y/n) was terrified that it was all just a dream. The thought of having them go back to a time where Ace was gone and that-

“Ouch.” (Y/n) hissed as she grabbed her arm. Looking over next to her, she saw Estelle gigging up at her. Estelle and his pinches are gonna be the death of her.

“You so deserve that for early. Good job, Estelle, you’re learning quickly.” Ace laughed out loud as he looked over at his son. Estelle smiled bright and laughed along with him. (Y/n) couldn’t even be mad, but she wasn’t about to let Ace get away with it.

“Oh, you watch it, because last time I checked Estelle was still a mommy’s boy just like his father.”

#one piece #one piece x reader #Portgas D. Ace #sabo #monkey d. luffy #portgas d ace x reader

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the-widow-sisters · 2 years

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first can I say your writing gives me LIFE i am honestly so obsessed. i can’t get enough of how the sisters are portrayed with each other and the comfort it brings. if it’s okay for me to leave a prompt -

natasha is on a mission that unexpectedly goes on longer than scheduled including comms that duck in and out. everyone thinks she’s safe but no one can be sure and it’s anxiety inducing. yelena is so worried out of her mind that when natasha finally gets home safe she doesn’t let her go, and in fact starts to have a bit of an attachment dependency issue where she will freak out if natasha leaves the room or she can’t be touching her in some way etc.

natasha loves cuddling her sister but knows this high level of dependency is unsustainable and needs to find a way to help her work through it without making yelena feel like she can’t rely on her for comfort or seek out her touch etc

A/N: You are so, so sweet! Thank you so much! It means the absolute world to hear🥺💕 I really enjoyed writing this one! I wrote the bulk of it when my hand was feeling better than it is right now, lol 😂

A little update: my hand is doing a lot better right now, but I’m thinking after some research that I might have golfer’s elbow along with the carpal tunnel. So I’m planning on getting an elbow brace super soon and I’m hoping that’ll get me on the road to a full recovery. Also, I’ve been eating a spoonful of this honey/cayenne pepper mix (and given the burning pit of fire in my stomach every time I take a bite, I’m convinced that I’m going to die from it 🤣)

Thank you for this incredible request! I really appreciate it! Also, thank you for sending me some ideas in my ask box! It really helped me write it 🥰💖

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Natasha stepped down the ramp and out of the jet alongside Clint, Steve remaining in the jet to park it in its official location some distance away from the compound.

Natasha had been on a mission all week, and she was so thankful to finally be coming home. In the beginning of the week, she had been able to have contact with those at the compound, but somewhere in the middle of it, they had lost contact. Natasha had desperately tried to contact them throughout the time that the communications were down, but she was never able to reach anyone or make her attempts go through.

In the past, Natasha normally would not have tried so desperately to reach the compound. She knew that everyone there was not really too worried about her, and it was the same story every time. They were glad to see her back but there was no true worry for her since she always got the job done no matter what. No one was ever really concerned for her safety.

However, now that she had Yelena back in her life, there was actually someone back at home worrying about her. It was strange, but it was a really nice feeling nevertheless. So far, on all of the missions that she had been sent on since reuniting with Yelena, she had been able to contact the compound whenever she wanted. This was the first mission since finding Yelena again that she was unable to contact the base.

Natasha sighed deeply and contentedly, looking forward to just spending some down time with her sister and feeling her in her arms again. She could not help but wonder if Yelena even knew she was home yet. The prospect of surprising the girl was exciting, and she could not wait to see the look on Yelena’s face when she saw she was home.

However, all bets of surprising her were thrown out the window when she spotted Yelena sprinting across the yard and careening as quickly as she could possibly move her body toward Natasha. Kate was running but was still quite a distance behind her, no doubt wanting to greet Clint but not quite as concerned as Yelena had been. Kate still had some blind trust that things would always come out okay in the end whereas Yelena had been hit with harsh reality way too many times to allow herself to fall into that false sense of security.

Natasha wasted no time in quickening her pace, jogging over as Yelena grew increasingly closer. Natasha stopped just before Yelena reached her, opening her arms.

Yelena jumped up, launching herself up and wrapping around Natasha. The sheer force of her body hitting Natasha’s threw the redhead down onto the grass. Natasha grunted with the force, the blow not feeling too good, but she quickly returned Yelena’s embrace.

Yelena was all over her, her hand fighting to somehow claw more and more of Natasha against her, and she was repetitively alternating between pressing her head hard against Natasha’s forehead and squishing her face into Natasha’s neck as she just felt Natasha any place that she could gain purchase.

Natasha just patiently waited her out, knowing that Yelena needed this right now. Yelena finally settled for pressing her face into Natasha’s neck hard and just breathing deeply, taking in giant gulps of her scent as if she had been drowning and Natasha was the only oxygen she had.

Natasha gently rose up to a sitting position, holding Yelena tightly there in the grass as the blonde eased into her lap and straddled her. She quickly realized that Yelena was almost crying as she shuddered in Natasha’s grasp. Natasha knew she had worried the blonde and that Yelena had no doubt been almost out of her mind the entire time.

“Thought you were gone… I thought you weren’t coming back,” Yelena whispered to her, her breaths shaking as she made the admission. Natasha felt her heart breaking.

It had been the first time since their reunion that they had been utterly unable to contact each other, and it had obviously terrified Yelena out of her mind. Yelena was still grasping at Natasha’s jacket, grabbing onto the lapels desperately as she kept her face buried in Natasha’s neck.

“I’ve got you… I’m here… I’m home,” Natasha whispered to her softly, and she almost gasped as Yelena ran her hands up her bare back suddenly, her cold fingers like needles against her warm, unexposed skin.

Yelena’s blunt nails dug into Natasha’s back, but the redhead ignored the pain in favor of comforting Yelena. Yelena pressed herself more firmly against Natasha, wrapping her legs around Natasha’s waist as they sat there on the ground. Natasha reached around, rubbing Yelena’s back the best she could considering Yelena had almost pinned her arms to her side.

After a moment, Natasha finally reached over Yelena’s arms, pulling her own arms from Yelena’s grasp so that she could take hold of Yelena. The blonde was absolutely refusing to take her face away from Natasha’s neck, so Natasha just grabbed at Yelena’s arms gently.

“C’mon, sweet girl, let’s go inside, okay? It’s more comfortable and warmer there,” Natasha told her quietly, and Yelena remained unresponsive, still taking in deep breaths as near to Natasha as she could move herself.

Natasha let out a sigh before trying to coax Yelena’s arms around her neck.

“Here, let’s go in. I’ll carry you, but you’ve got to work with me,” Natasha instructed softly, and Yelena immediately complied as soon as she realized she did not have to separate from Natasha. Natasha carefully maneuvered the both of them up until she was finally on her feet somehow.

She then started to haul Yelena in the direction of the compound, aiming to go and spend the rest of the day cuddling with the blonde. Clint was looking back at her questioningly from where he and Kate were ahead of the two. Kate was looking back at them curiously as well, but she was averting her eyes a little as she looked at Clint, obviously trying not to stare too much at the two.

Natasha just gave him a look to communicate that everything was okay, and he nodded to her, continuing ahead with Kate bounding along beside him in her typical overexcited, puppy-like manner.

Yelena clung even more tightly to Natasha, and Natasha shifted her grip just a little so that she could support Yelena more sufficiently. Natasha was honestly very surprised that Yelena was letting her carry her like this in front of the group. Yelena only ever let Natasha carry her like an overgrown child when they were alone, in the company of their parents, and sometimes in the company of Clint if he was by himself. There was no one else that she would usually allow Natasha to carry her in front of.

But Natasha supposed it was just a testament to the girl’s worry for her and her need to be close, so Natasha was more than happy to give her the extra affection she needed until she balanced out a little.

However, little did Natasha know that this was just an indicator of how the next several days would go.

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For the entire rest of that day, Yelena had been close to Natasha the entire time, never a step away from her and always having a hand on her somehow. When they had drove home to their little house, Yelena had almost been sitting on her lap the entire time. Yelena had thrown back the center console in the car and she had been sitting as close as she could possibly manage without blocking Natasha’s view for her driving.

Natasha just assumed that Yelena needed a little extra since she had been so afraid.

However, the next day, when Natasha woke up to move out of the bed and go get their cereal ready, Yelena was grasping onto her desperately and would not let her go.

“Rooskaya, I’ve got to go in here and get our breakfast,” Natasha chuckled a little as Yelena grabbed onto her arms as tightly as she could, trying to drag her back down into the bed.

“No! Breakfast can wait. I need you here,” Yelena admitted, and Natasha let out a deep sigh, knowing that she could not turn down her baby sister when she used that particular phrase against her.

“Okay, little one,” Natasha finally agreed quietly. Natasha laid back down next to Yelena and Yelena immediately grabbed her arm, pulling it around her so that she was in a secure hold against Natasha’s chest. Yelena buried her face in Natasha’s throat, and the redhead just hummed a little as she bent her head down a little to kiss Yelena’s hair.

Yelena made a quiet sound of appreciation before trying to squeeze closer to the redhead. Natasha easily received her, hugging her closer to her.

Eventually, however, it came time to go in the kitchen and get breakfast.

Natasha started to let Yelena go, and to her sheer surprise, Yelena grabbed onto her much tighter than she had been holding her before. It was akin to the vice grips that they were taught in the Red Room, and it almost knocked the breath out of Natasha.

“Sweet girl, you’ve got to let me go get breakfast now,” Natasha expressed, her voice slightly strained as Yelena constricted around her.

“No… Just stay here,” Yelena argued, and Natasha started trying to pull away from her despite the tightness of Yelena’s hold. She almost got herself out of it, but then Yelena launched herself on top of her, just resting her thicker, slightly heavier body on top of Natasha’s. Natasha let out a small grunt with the force of Yelena’s weight suddenly on her.

Ordinarily, Yelena could be pretty insistent about morning cuddles. However, she was never like this.

Going for her last resort at this point, Natasha dove for Yelena’s sides, digging her fingers into Yelena’s ribcage in an attempt to get the blonde to loosen her grip.

Sure enough, Yelena let go of her quickly, trying to shield herself, and Natasha wasted no time in moving out from underneath her with a slight huff. The look on Yelena’s face as she gazed up at her from her place laying on the bed was an expression of pure betrayal, but Natasha knew better than to fall for it. She had to get the day started, and with the way things kept going, Yelena was going to have them in bed all day long.

“I’m going to go get our cereal ready. You get dressed and come on, okay?” Natasha told her, and it hurt her to have to turn down Yelena’s desire for cuddling. It was just that she had a large amount of paperwork that she had to get from the compound, and she had to get quite a bit of it done that day since its due date was about three days away.

To her utmost surprise, Yelena practically leapt out of the bed as she started out of the room, running up quickly behind her as she bumped into her just barely. Natasha raised her eyebrows with slight bewilderment but did not say anything.

She then headed for the kitchen, and Yelena was quick behind her. As soon as they left the hall, Yelena was directly by her side, brushing her shoulder against Natasha’s own. The entire time that Natasha prepared the cereal, Yelena remained touching her somehow.

Natasha was starting to find herself just a little worried about Yelena’s behavior. However, she mostly wrote it off as being due to the fear that had been building in Yelena for a week. Yelena would likely be over it sometime later in the day. Besides, Natasha did not really mind her that close anyways. It was good to have a constant physical reassurance of Yelena’s presence.

When she brought the bowls of cereal with the milk and the spoons over to the table, Yelena following her closely on each trip she was making to and from the kitchen, Natasha finally sat down. As soon as she did, Yelena sat down directly next to her, moving her chair just a bit as she scooted closer to Natasha.

“I’m not going anywhere, little one,” Natasha gently expressed, and Yelena did not respond to the words as she just brought her foot over nearer to Natasha’s and hooked her leg around the redhead’s. Natasha just patiently allowed the blonde to do what she needed to in hopes of helping her feel a little better.

Soon enough, they finished their cereal, and Natasha got up, taking the bowls and putting them over in the sink with Yelena close behind her. Natasha then leaned against the counter, looking at the blonde as she opened her mouth to speak.

However, Yelena immediately stopped just in front of her, bending her forehead forward as she pressed it against Natasha’s. Natasha closed her eyes at the contact, enjoying it but beginning to feel a pit of worry growing in her with the sheer panic that Yelena seemed to find herself in whenever Natasha was any distance away from her.

“I’ve got to go to the compound and get some paperwork. Do you want to come with—”

“Yes,” Yelena immediately replied, and Natasha let out a small sigh as Yelena reached forward and took hold of Natasha’s t-shirt, bunching it slightly in her fists as she felt the fabric and avoided Natasha’s eyes. Natasha nodded a little.

“Okay… Let’s go get dressed, then,” Natasha told her, and Yelena only moved when Natasha started heading for the bedroom, the blonde quick at her heels.

Yelena was always clingy and a total ham for attention and affection, but Natasha had never seen her quite like this, and she was growing increasingly worried about her.

Maybe visiting the compound would get her head back in the game and calm her down some.

………………………………………………………………………………………………………

Spoiler alert— it did not.

Yelena had been lingering close by her even when they got out of the car, and she persisted in that nearness as they rode in the elevator, her jaw resting on Natasha’s shoulder as she drew close. Once they got out of the elevator, they were soon greeted by Peter.

“Hi, Ms. Romanoff! Ms. Belova!” he happily spoke, his eyes lingering on Yelena. Natasha knew he was expecting Yelena to offer her usual manner of greeting him. Yelena ordinarily would have pulled away from Natasha to ruffle his hair, but she just stayed close to the redhead, refusing to move away even the smallest of distances.

“Always with the formalities… Good grief, Peter Tingle. Let go of your raising a little bit,” Yelena told him sassily, but both Natasha and Peter noticed that her tone lacked its usual energy. Peter glanced at Natasha questioningly, and Natasha just sent him back a look that told him that she had no idea.

“Sorry… Umm… I was going to tell you… I got that new racing game that was released the other day, and I was wondering if you wanted to play it with me? I was waiting on you since I knew how excited you were for it,” he told her, and Natasha immediately spotted how Yelena’s eyes lit up at the prospect of the game.

Natasha was about to suggest that Yelena go play with Peter and she could go in the office and work on the paperwork here at the compound, but she was quickly interrupted by Yelena tightening her grip on her and dragging her toward the television.

“What’re we waiting for?! Let’s do it!” Yelena declared, and Peter grinned widely despite his slight confused glance in Natasha’s direction. Natasha let out a small sigh, looking in the direction of the office.

She had to get to that paperwork. But she decided that she would spend a little time with Yelena and Peter until Yelena decided that she could just play with Peter by herself without Natasha sitting with her.

Yelena took the controller from Peter, and Natasha sat down behind her on the couch, leaving a space for Yelena to sit between her and Peter.

However, to her utmost surprise, Yelena just sat down in her lap as soon as she was on the couch. Natasha’s eyes widened a bit, but she went with it wordlessly. It was not that she minded, but Yelena had never really just sat there on her lap when she was playing her game. She usually preferred to be shoulder to shoulder with Peter so she could shove him or aggravate him while they played.

They soon enough started the game, and Yelena seemed almost normal again outside of the fact that she kept shifting on Natasha’s lap and trying to move her back as closely as she could into Natasha’s chest.

“Oh, gosh… Are you guys in here playing that game again?” a voice suddenly piped up, and Natasha looked behind her to see Kate with a slight grin on her face as she gazed at the three gathered there on the couch.

“The newest version,” Yelena winningly replied to Kate, still missing a bit of her usual spark but regaining it quickly with the assurance of Natasha just under her.

Natasha was shocked at the fact that Yelena was not moving off of her lap at that point. Yelena did not know Kate well enough to show so much vulnerability and affection in front of her. She was especially surprised that Yelena was not moving at least somewhat off of Natasha because Kate was looking at them somewhat oddly.

Natasha just flashed Kate a glance, trying to ward her away from saying anything. Kate appeared as if she understood, and she stopped looking immediately as she sat down next to Natasha and Yelena, watching the game.

Eventually, Peter and Yelena were in the middle of their third match, and Natasha tentatively leaned up near her sister as Yelena attempted to speed past Peter’s car.

“Sweet girl, I’ve got to go do my paperwork, okay? I’ll be right down the hall if you need me, okay?” Natasha whispered to her, and Yelena immediately looked back at her somewhat bewilderedly, and Peter surged ahead in the final stretch, winning the race.

“YES!”

“Is that like the first time you’ve ever won?” Kate asked with a giant grin and a laugh, and Peter immediately pouted a little in reply to her.

“No! I’ve won a few other times!” Peter argued with her, and Yelena just totally ignored them as Natasha moved out from under her hesitantly and started to get up. Yelena immediately stood up with her, shoving the remote in Kate’s hands.

“Here, Kate Bishop. Try to figure it out and try not to let him win too much. He’ll get a big head,” Yelena told her, and Kate’s eyes widened as she looked at the blonde. Peter immediately snapped his head over to stare at Yelena as she followed Natasha.

“Yelena, I thought we were going to keep going until we earned enough to get the Lamborghini?” Peter asked, and Yelena looked back at him briefly, still remaining as close to Natasha as she could. Yelena looked torn, but she seemed ultimately swayed to stay beside Natasha.

“We will. We’ll get back with you later when she’s done with paperwork, and we will win that car,” Yelena assured him, before looking to Natasha expectantly. Natasha slowly began heading to the office, Yelena linking her arm in hers and trailing along beside her.

Natasha knew something was terribly wrong with Yelena if she was showing this much affection in front of Kate and if she would turn down playing the new video game that she had been gushing over for weeks now with Peter.

Natasha knew she could not exactly directly ask her sister about it. After all, Yelena would immediately clam up and feel insecure as well as guilty about clinging to her, and Natasha did not ever want her to feel that way.

Natasha just wished that she knew precisely what the problem was.

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However, very soon the time came that she had to discuss with Yelena.

“No! You can’t go on another mission! Not now! It’s been only a few days since your last one!” Yelena cried loudly, and Natasha internally winced as she gazed at her baby sister. The blonde was standing the furthest that she had all week, and even then she was only about one or two feet in front of her.

Natasha had been assigned to go on another mission, and yet again, it was one that Yelena would not be able to accompany her on. When she found this out, it was over the phone with Yelena curled against her side, and she immediately knew that Yelena was going to go nuts as soon as she heard about it.

Sure enough, she went off the grid as soon as Natasha started to break the news to her.

“Rooskaya, I have to. They need me, and none of the rest of the team fits the requirements—”

“I don’t care! Tell them no!” Yelena practically yelled in her face, her eyes wild and positively incensed as she stared into Natasha’s with a fury enough to frighten anyone else who did not know her as Natasha did. Natasha quickly grabbed her shoulders, trying to placate her as she moved nearer to the girl. Yelena’s chest was heaving and her entire body was trembling with the pure

“Listen to me, listen,” Natasha emphasized, locking her eyes onto Yelena’s honey-greens as she tried to talk some sense to the girl.

“I have to. No one except me and you have the qualifications, and you don’t have the seniority required for them to allow you to go,” Natasha explained gently, and Yelena just grew increasingly inconsolable as she broke down even further, ripping herself away from Natasha as she grabbed at her head.

Natasha could easily see that the blonde was on the edge of a total breakdown, and Natasha wasted no time in trying to grab Yelena’s wrists to give her some manner of grounding.

“Sweet girl, listen, it’s just for a few days, okay? A few days, and I’ll call you every time I can—”

“No, you won’t!” Yelena argued, and Natasha furrowed her brow, looking at her as if she had lost her mind.

“Yes, I will!” Natasha replied just as insistently.

“You didn’t last time!” Yelena screamed, her voice cracking as she pulled back from Natasha. Natasha kept her hands locked around Yelena’s wrists as the two just stared at each other, Yelena shaking with her eyes red-rimmed with the tears that were threatening to escape. Natasha felt as if she had been slapped in the face as she realized just how hard Yelena had taken the lack of communication.

“You didn’t. Communications were lost and you didn’t,” Yelena shakily told her, and Natasha could see that the tears were closer than ever to pouring forth. Natasha gently squeezed Yelena’s arms in her hands, just looking at her as she waited for her to speak.

“Do you have any idea how scared I was? It felt like the Red Room all over again. You were gone, and I was alone,” Yelena told her gravely, and Natasha shook her head concernedly, looking at Yelena with worry as she wondered how in the world that Yelena could have been alone since Natasha had made sure people would be there at the compound while she was gone.

“You had the team—”

“Who? Kate Bishop? Stark? Little Peter? Psh… You know me better than that,” Yelena told her, her eyes communicating the pure broken-heartedness and desolation she had felt when Natasha had left. Natasha loosened her hold on Yelena’s wrists, glancing down guiltily and immediately understanding Yelena’s point of view.

However, she quickly brought her gaze back up as Yelena started to speak once again.

“The one person I could go to was gone. The one person I have left that means the most to me and that I don’t have any mixed feelings about was gone,” Yelena admitted, her voice quaking the entire way as a frown pulled down at her face and she shook even more.

“Gone on a mission, and communications went out and I,” she paused, swallowing hard as she tried to hold herself together and tears started to overwhelm her eyes as she gazed into Natasha’s eyes with something that could only be described as pure suffering.

“I didn’t know if she was going to live or die,” Yelena admitted, tears about to overflow.

“And when you came home, I had to be close to you. I can’t let you go again. You can’t leave me,” Yelena finally admitted, wetness finally cascading down her cheeks in giant crocodile tears. Natasha immediately felt a swarm of understanding washing over her as she figured out precisely why Yelena had heightened her clinginess to an entirely new level.

Yelena was terrified of losing her and her sudden need to be near to her was based in that fear that had obviously built dramatically throughout the week. She had kept it to herself and isolated it all inside and so many flashbacks had no doubt come back to haunt her in that time.

And Natasha was now going on another mission.

“Sweet girl… Detka, come here,” Natasha reached forward, releasing Yelena’s wrists in favor of sliding her hands up her arms and pulling her close to her. Yelena immediately leaned into her, tremors and sobs shaking through her as she brought her hands up to grip at Natasha desperately.

Natasha wrapped her arms around Yelena, resting her head on the blonde’s shoulder and kissing the side of her head near her ear. Yelena curled into her more tightly, her fingers digging into Natasha as she tried to drag her nearer to her.

“I’m sorry you had to go through that… I’m so sorry,” Natasha softly apologized, repeating her words gently as she rubbed Yelena’s back. Yelena pressed her face into Natasha’s neck, breathing in as the hot tears wet Natasha’s skin.

Natasha felt the beginnings of tears starting to form in her own eyes at her sister’s pain. She could not stand to see Yelena in such a state as she was at this moment. It broke her heart to see Yelena hurting.

Natasha just swayed them back and forth where they stood, and Yelena leaned into her as hard as she could. Natasha pulled her closer, her hand on the back of Yelena’s head as she pulled her nearer and rubbed her back with her other hand. Yelena tried her best to move in closer to Natasha, pushing her head harder against her neck.

“Please don’t go on the mission,” Yelena begged in the midst of tears, her voice cracking as she spoke, and Natasha felt her heart tearing in half as the knowledge that she had to go as well as her intense desire not to go came together at war.

After a long moment, Natasha just sighed deeply, taking the majority of Yelena’s weight against her.

“I’ll try. No promises, but I’ll try,” Natasha reassured, and Yelena just sniffled hard, her hands grabbing more tightly at Natasha.

Natasha would try.

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The next morning, earlier than Natasha ordinarily woke up and way earlier than Yelena ever even considered the most remote thought of getting up, Natasha got out of bed, dressed herself, and headed to the compound. She knew she was probably going to be bothering Steve, but she had to wake him up and ask him if they could at least postpone the mission.

He answered her knock at his door in sweatpants and a tank top, his hair ruffled from sleep and his eyes tired yet alert as he presumably expected the worst. Once Natasha had explained it to him, he was immediately sympathetic. However, he could not postpone because the window of opportunity was limited.

She had been horribly disappointed to hear that, and she had left the tower with a horrible dread in her stomach as she prepared to break the news to her baby sister.

Before she headed back to their house, however, she had stopped by Yelena’s favorite convenience store, aiming on getting one of those revolting slushies if only to make Yelena smile and maybe lessen the blow of the incoming news.

But when she had gotten there and inside, she had stopped just before the checkout, seeing a pair of very odd bracelets that caught her attention. After reading the description on their packaging, she very swiftly bought them and headed home, hope in her heart for the first time that day.

Which brought Natasha to where she was now easing back into the house, a slight smile on her face at the thought of her gift to Yelena. She legitimately felt that it was going to be an absolutely amazing present for her and that more importantly, it was going to help the blonde with her recent problems with separating from her.

Natasha locked the door behind her carefully, and she then crept back to her room where Yelena was no doubt snoring up a storm and sleeping soundly.

As soon as she entered, Yelena was sure enough sprawled out across the bed. However, she was not snoring as heavily as she would be if she was sleeping particularly deeply. Natasha moved over beside Yelena on the bed, sitting on the edge as she sat her bag down in the floor and held the slushie in a hand. She then reached out to the blonde, grabbing at her shoulder and shaking her awake gently.

“Lapochka? Little one? Wake up, I’ve got a surprise,” Natasha told her softly not too far from Yelena’s face as she spoke in a low tone. Yelena immediately started to stir, and Natasha knew that the blonde had obviously not been sleeping as soundly as she did usually.

As Yelena blearily opened her eyes, she furrowed her brow in confusion, taking in Natasha’s apparel with great confusion as she slowly came into consciousness.

“Where have you been? I didn’t even feel you get up,” Yelena noted with an adorable amount of concern in her tone. Yelena’s voice was deeper than usual, and Natasha felt her heart swelling as a sudden urge to just grab Yelena’s face and squish her nose against her own was overwhelming her.

However, she resisted in favor of smiling widely and stroking the side of Yelena’s face. Yelena immediately leaned into the affection, her nose brushing against Natasha’s palm as she gazed at Natasha somewhat worriedly.

“Sweet girl, I went out and got you a surprise,” Natasha expressed gently with a light chuckle, and she almost laughed at how Yelena immediately grew more alert with the mention of a surprise. Yelena started to get up, leaning back against the headboard as she grabbed at Natasha’s hand where it was sliding down to rest on Yelena’s calf.

Once Yelena was upright, Natasha held out the slushie, knowing that Yelena would want to drink it as soon as she found out about it. Sure enough, as soon as Yelena laid eyes on the slushie, her eyes lit up and she took it from Natasha excitedly with a huge smile on her face.

“You got me a slushie?” Yelena asked, seeming truly and deeply touched at the gesture, and Natasha felt her heart melting as she nodded. Yelena practically had the biggest heart eyes as she looked at her older sister, and she immediately started slurping the drink.

Natasha’s smile fell a bit as she reached down and took the bag from the floor, knowing that she was now going to have to break the bad news to Yelena. She just hoped that the slushie would soften the blow.

Natasha toyed with the bag for a moment, and she did not miss how Yelena’s eyes locked greedily onto the plastic. Natasha felt her smile quirking at the corners of her lips again, but there was still some sadness within her as she finally turned her gaze back up to meet Yelena’s hesitantly.

“I have to tell you something,” Natasha expressed, sighing deeply and dreading her words despite knowing that she was going to have to tell Yelena anyway at some point. To her surprise, Yelena’s eyes darkened knowingly, and she looked down at her slushie disappointedly.

“You can’t call it off,” Yelena stated expectantly, and Natasha nodded just barely, looking down at the bag in her lap as she tightened her lips into a thin line. Yelena’s throat bobbed a bit as she swallowed hard, obviously trying to hold herself together despite her sadness and hurt.

Natasha then squeezed Yelena’s hand that was in her own, trying to bring Yelena’s gaze back to her own. Sure enough, Yelena looked up at her and met her eyes, evident pain shining in her gorgeous honey-greens.

“But… I got you something that might help you if communications go out,” Natasha admitted, a smile tugging at her lips ever so slightly. Yelena tilted her head slightly in questioning, and Natasha grabbed the bag and handed it over to the blonde. Yelena placed her slushie between her legs and reached out to take the bag with her hand that was not grasping Natasha’s. Natasha watched her as she opened the bag with one hand and pulled the box out carefully.

She read the outside with some confusion, glancing at Natasha quickly in a silent request for explanation, and Natasha scooted up a bit closer to her.

“They’re a pair of bracelets. You press the center heart button, and it connects with the other bracelet and lights its heart up,” Natasha told her, pointing to the picture of the bracelet on the outside of the box, and Yelena just gazed at her quietly, listening carefully. Natasha could see that she was still just a little lost as to how it was going to help with her need to be with Natasha and communicate with her, so the redhead proceeded to explain a little better.

“Which means that whenever you are thinking of me, you can press the button and let me know. And then when the light goes off, I can press the button on mine so you know I’m okay,” Natasha clarified.

Yelena’s expression was unreadable for a moment as she just stared at Natasha, and the redhead shrugged a little, self-deprecations rising to her tongue immediately.

“I know it’s not the same. I know it’ll never be the same as actually talking, but it connects everywhere and communications on it can never be compromised. And we might could make our own code—”

Natasha was quickly interrupted as Yelena launched forward, wrapping Natasha in a tight hug as she tried to pull her as near as possible. Natasha was surprised, but she quickly returned the embrace, her hands gripping at Yelena’s back carefully yet firmly as Yelena pressed her nose into Natasha’s shoulder.

“Ya lyublyu tebya bol'she vsego na svete, starshaya sestra,”1 Yelena mumbled against Natasha, her words a little hard to discern but Natasha catching the meaning clearly as Yelena pressed a small kiss to her shoulder. Natasha turned her head to kiss the side of Yelena’s.

“I ty - moy mir.”2

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Around two days later, Natasha was in the jet as it was taking off for their mission. She was standing at the window, looking out of it to her sister who was just standing there on the ground below.

Natasha offered her a small wave, sadness and a longing filling her as she desired nothing more than to be with her baby sister who still so desperately needed her after that most recent mission.

Yelena offered her a wave, and Natasha suddenly caught sight of something bright at her side. Natasha looked down with some surprise.

However, a giant, overwhelming smile came over her as she took in the sight of the bracelet around her wrist flashing a bright white. Once it stopped flashing, Natasha raised it up and she pressed the heart pendant herself. She then looked back out the window at her sister who was growing increasingly far away as the jet lifted off.

She could hardly see her, but even from here, she could see the blinding smile on the blonde’s face as she lifted her arm. Natasha chuckled under her breath at the sight, murmuring to herself.

“I love you, sweet girl.”

(1) “I love you more than anything, big sister.”

(2) “And you are my world.”

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“I think we got one too many plants Joon,” you say, holding one pot in each arm, with a smaller one in between. You and Namjoon had finally went home after your plant date. The two of you standing in front of your front door. “We really just need one for each of us.”

Namjoon, with one extra plant in his hand shakes his head. “You can never have enough honestly. Plus, these are perfect! They’re low maintenance plants.”

“I guess… Well.. Can you open the door for me?” You motioned to your bag for him to get the keys when the doors suddenly shot open.

“You’re back! Great!” Yuna yells, grabbing the plants from you.

“O-oh, okay..” you say, confused by her sudden motions.

“Byul your boyfriend is here!” Yuna yells behind her. As Byul came running to the door, Yuna handed her the plants. She then suddenly hooks her arms into yours and starts to pull you away from your house.

“Wait-- what? Where are we going?” You ask, stumbling down the hallways of your apartment building.

“Have you eaten yet? Did Namjoon take you out to eat? You look hungry.” Yuna laughs as she stares at your confused state.

“No.. I have not and he did not and I am,” you answered with a laugh. “I honestly haven’t been gone that long for everyone to suddenly be so different. Like not really different, but just weird..”

“Well it’s a weird day,” she laughs. “Let’s go feed you, we have a long night ahead.”

Jungkook’s eyes widen as he sees you and Yuna running to her car. They had just gotten to the parking garage and Jungkook hoped so hard that you won’t recognize his car or your parent’s car.

Yuna seemed to have noticed and she pulled you to her car faster. Jungkook couldn’t help but laugh at the face you were making.

“Look mom, that’s going to be my wife,” he says, pointing to you from the inside of his car. Admiration written all over his face.

“You know, I much rather us order food so we can all eat together at home while we wait for Jungkook,” you say as Yuna drives to who knows where.

“Yeah, we could, but it could be a while until he gets home,” she says, making excuses. “Besides, I miss hanging with my bestie,” she pouts.

You smile at her, “Aww you missed me?” She rolls her eyes.

“Duh.”

“Well I missed all of you,” you say. “Some a little more than others..”

“You two really can’t be separated huh?” she says. You quirk an eyebrow up at her.

“Me and Mingyu?” She laughs at your answer.

“I thought you were talking about Jungkook,” she laughs. “Not my son.”

“I’m kidding,” you laugh along with her. “Yeah, I guess we can’t. Well, for me at least. I can’t go long without him. I don’t know if he feels the same.”

“And why would you say that?” Yuna turns to you with a worried look.

“With our time gone, he never showed that he cared I guess? About me at least.. That I know of,” you answer. “Like right now, he knows me and Sian are back home while he’s out with his friends and he didn’t drop them to come to us the second he heard.” You caught Yuna smirk a little.

“What?” you laugh awkwardly.

“Hm? I didn’t say anything..” she says, turning away from you.

“You just smirked,” you say, smiling. “I’m trying to pour my heart out here.”

“Well I can assure you that he’s SUPER happy that you’re here. Something probably happened that’s keeping him from coming home right away.”

“Like what?”

“Why don’t you call him Yn? You wanted to talk to him right? Everyone’s back at your house, just for tonight. Let’s spend that time having fun. Get what you have to say to him out now.”

“But I wanted to talk to him face to face..”

“Facetime exists?”

You purse your lips, pulling out your phone.

Without hesitation, you clicked on Jungkook’s contact name and began calling him.

“SHE’S FACETIME CALLING ME,” Jungkook yells in a panic. He was sitting on the couch, with Sian cuddled into his side.

“AnsweR IT??” Taehyung says, looking at him as if he was dumb. Which was ironic, because he was sitting on the floor with all of his nieces putting makeup on him. With the over lined lips and blue eye shadow all over his eyebrows, you can’t say Jungkook’s the dumb looking one.

“I’M SCARED,” Jungkook says, breathing heavily all of a sudden.

“It’s just mommy,” Sian says, reaching for the phone.

“Jungkook go change out of your suit first! She’s going to wonder,” Sohyun yells, right when Sian answers the call.

“AH, SIAN!” Jungkook yells. Almost instantly, pushing him off and running to your room.

“Sian?” you say as the call was finally answered. “Is daddy home?”

“Yes! We’re waiting for you and auntie Yuna to come back, daddy came when you two left,” Sian admits.

“Oh did he?”

“Yes! Mommy please come home!” he excitedly yells, “everyone’s here! Even gra--” Before Sian can finish his sentence and expose the plan, Jungkook takes the phone from him.

“Hey, sorry, was doing something,” he says, taking his phone to your shared room. “What’s up?”

Yuna looks over at your phone and smirks.

“Nothing, I just wanted to talk to you,” you say. “I.. I missed you.. That’s all. I was hoping to meet you at home when we got back so we can talk, you know, to fix things, but you weren’t there. But somehow everyone was,” you laugh. “I just wanted to say.. That I want us to go back to how we used to be. I’m okay with your friends, maybe I could even join you guys sometimes.. I just don’t want you to forget about us because you’re so caught up with them. I don’t want you to lose them either since they’re good friends of yours and you lost them once--”

“Yn,” Jungkook interrupts. “A lot of things happened while you were away,” he says. You started to worry about what he was about to say next, but you nod for him to continue.

“I won’t be hanging out with the friends that drove you two away. It’s a long story, but my hyungs came when they were over.. And long story short, they thought the best things to ever happen in my life was a mistake and I highly disagree with them on that. They hated you and Sian, and I can’t be friends with people who won’t give you two a chance. So don’t worry, everything will go back to normal.. Somewhat,” he chuckles to himself. “Not really, but yeah.”

Yuna laughs beside you and you turn to her, scrunching your brows.

“Anyways, a lot of things will change tonight,” he says. “I’m never letting you go again.”

“I love this so much,” Yuna says. You turn to her again.

“Why do I feel like something’s going on that everybody knows about but me?” you say, making the two laugh. “What else happened while I was gone?”

“I’ll tell you more later, just come home,” Jungkook says. “I missed you baby.”

*After getting food with Yuna*

“Shoot, I forgot something in the car,” Yuna says, stopping right at your front door.

“What was it?” You ask, “I can go get it.” Yuna’s face lights up.

“Perfect! Here,” she hands you the keys to her car, “the drink in the cup holder, Jimin’s going to get upset if he thinks I forgot.”

“Okay, I’ll meet you inside. Here’s the keys.”

Holding Jimin’s drink in one hand, you reach out to turn the door knob. It was locked. You frown, leaning in to the door. Surprisingly, it was so quiet.

You ring the door bell anyways, waiting for someone to open the door for you. You were excited to reunite with everyone. You were finally complete. Especially your little family.

The door suddenly creaks open but you see no one behind it.

“I got Jimin’s drink,” you called out, pushing the door open.

“Hi mommy!” Sian yells up at you. Your face lights up at the sight of your baby. He was dressed up, holding a single tiger lily. “For you,” he says, holding up the flower. You reach out to grab it from him.

“Thank you baby, what for?” You ask, before he could answer, Moonji runs up to you and Sian runs off.

“For you auntie,” she says, handing you another tiger lily. You thought nothing much of it except the kids being sweet. Next thing you knew, Hana was running to you, then Huimang, then Youngjae, then Minseok, Soojin, even Haneul and Mingyu!

“I’ll trade you this for that,” Jimin says, handing you another flower, whilst reaching for his drink.

“What’s going on?” you ask him.

♛♛♛♛♛♛♛

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♛ part twenty-seven: tiger lily ♛

pairings: photographer, dad!jungkook x hostess, mom!reader

a/n: 1.) sorry it’s so short! i wanted to do this as a preparation for the proposal in the last part 🥺 thinking of doing a finale as well since i feel like they were more apart than together in this au.. also 2.) sorry it took a while for me to post this despite it being so short!! i had exams i had to do first this week 😬😬

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word-scribbless · 3 years

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Oh baby part 8

Wooo this one has been in the works for a while! Sorry for the delay life has been very busy! @leroyjethrogibbsgirl and I are very excited for this chapter and the next (this one had to be cut off because it was getting super long so part 9 will pick up right where this one leaves off). We also have a little extra thing in the works we’re excited about!

We’re also very excited about a new character introduced in this chapter!

Side note this chapter and the next deal with some PTSD and anxiety so if that’s a trigger just be warned.

Masterlist

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The 3 months after Jethro and the girls were reunited were not the easiest. Both Gibbs and his little girl were having nightmares and Y/N was trying her best to pretend she wasn’t having panic attacks every morning when Gibbs left.

While difficult, it was also a very snuggle and love filled 3 months. Their little family did anything the could together. They would snuggle every night before bed, spend days off together (like usual) but they didn’t take a single second for granted.

“Hey you” Y/N greeted.

“Morning” Gibbs smiled and kissed her while scooping Amelia up off the counter.

“Making breakfast together?” Y/N asked as she smiled at the stack of pancakes. “Pancakes on a weekday?” She questioned with a smile

“Yeah, we were up. Figured we’d spend our time making momma’s favorite.”

“Momma loves CAKES! Wiff chippies” Amelia shouted as she moved to hug her mom.

Y/N couldn’t help but smile at her little girl and her husband, but something in her gut told her the reason they’d been up was because they were woken up by their nightmares.

“Rough night?” Y/N whispered to Gibbs when Amelia was distracted.

“Mhm, easier for both of us to just get up.” He said and Y/N frowned.

“Please wake me up next time? She can nap and I only have 1 class this semester, you are our super hero you need sleep!”

“I know” he smiled “just needed some time with her.”

Y/N understood, and wished she would wake up when Gibbs had nightmares, because he’d never wake her up. However her own daily panic attacks took so much out of her, she slept like a rock.

“Just wish you’d let me be there for you too.”

“Ya need your sleep”

“I need to know that you’re okay.”

He just nodded and kissed her head. Truly none of them were okay, but Y/N and Gibbs knew that together they’d get there eventually.

It was quickly approaching Amelia’s 2nd birthday and they were all using that to distract them. It probably wasn’t the best idea but both Gibbs and Y/N knew if they focused on their little girl then they’d be alright.

PTSD however, doesn’t care that it’s a few days from your daughters birthday. The Gibbs family found that out one night when Y/N came home from dropping Amelia off so she and Jethro could get party supplies for the weekend. Y/N walked into the house and noticed a side table flipped, and a vase broken. A few boxes were off the shelves and maganizes off the coffee table. Y/N automatically reached for her phone to call Gibbs and panic set in when his phone rang on the couch.

She stalked slowly to the basement where she head sobs. She ran down the stairs to find her husband curled up on the floor crying with two crumpled up papers in his hand.

“Baby, hey” she cooed and kneeled next to him. She winced when he shrunk away and pulled his hand away from hers.

“Jethro, hey” she tried again. “It’s just me can- can I help?”

She heard him sniffle but he didn’t move.

“Okay I- I’m just going to sit right here. if and when you’re ready I’ll be here. If you want me to go just tap my hand once.” She said, trying to keep her voice even. She wasn’t new to panic attacks at all of course.

She knew that with Gibbs and his PTSD from everything in his life, this was most likely an episode. He usually hid them from her, much like she did with her panic. After this, she knew that they would have to try harder to talk about it.

She waited for him to tap her hand to ask her to leave, she knew how much being alone helps him process. Much to her surprise, when she did feel him touch her hand it wasn’t a tap, it was him sliding his fingers through hers.

“Can I hold you?” She whispered after a few minutes of holding his hand.

He nodded slightly and she wasted no pulling him into her chest.

“I-I-I” he stammered.

“Shhhh” she assured as she stroked his hair. “We can talk in a minute baby, just breath. Can I see what you have?” She asked pointing to the crumpled papers. He nodded and tried to smooth them out a bit before holding them out to her.

She gasped as she saw what they were. It was a stack of letters, half from her that she had written from the safe house a few months ago and half from Shannon, that she had written from protective custody before they were killed.

Tears came to her eyes as she realized just how much it hurt him when they had to go away.

“Aw baby” she said as she kissed his head.

“We’re here, we’re safe. I’m so sorry you had to go through this again.”

“I- I found the letters and thought about how I lost them and I almost lost you and Amelia and I- I can’t lose you.” He cried into her chest. “I just- god it hurt all over again reading these”

“I know, I know” she said, tears falling slowly.

“Has this been happening a lot?” She asked him after about 20 minutes of just holding him.

“Not this bad” he admitted.

“I um- my panic has been bad too. I have been thinking about seeing some one, think maybe you should too.”

“Y/N-“ he started to argue.

“I’m not asking you to spill your guts, just try it?”

He nodded and took a deep breath “I’ll think about it.” He said and she knew that was the most she’d get for now.

Later that night as they were wrapping Amelia’s presents Gibbs finally remembered what she had said about her own panic.

“Why didn’t you tell me you were panicking again?” He asked, wrapping his arms around her from behind.

She leaned back into him and sighed. “I just was hoping it’d go away”

He nodded, getting that more then she knew.

“You gonna get help?” He murmured.

“I actually made an appointment yesterday, thinking about going back on meds.” She had been on them back when Ryan had first died but slowly cut back.

He nodded.

“Had one when I was with meals the other day... I- I- have to be okay for her.” She said and snuggled further into his grip.

He nodded and marveled at how strong and fearless his wife was. She would do anything for their little girl and he wouldn’t even go talk to someone after breaking down. He couldn’t, he just had to keep going. He thought if he was ‘strong’ enough he’d be able to fix them all, even though he knew Y/N would tell him being ‘strong’ didn’t mean you didn’t need help. He just never knew how to ask for it.

The next day Gibbs went in to work for a few hours, Andi and Josh still had Amelia until her party that night. Y/N had her therapy appointment and had to pick up her new medicine. She had one more stop to make.

She had set up the the perfect gift for not just amelia but her whole family.

She pulled into the drive way a few hours later and smiled to see Gibbs truck already there. He had made Amelia her first “Big Girl Bed” complete with railings on the side that they could remove to sit and read to her or when she didn’t need them anymore, and was planning to put it together in her room that afternoon. She smiled at the new member of their family in the back seat.

“Alright bud, hope dad isn’t too mad at me for this” she said and smiled as her new “son” barked from the back seat.

Y/N knew Gibbs loved dogs and that even if he wouldn’t admit he needed help to any other humans, maybe he’d let a dog help him.

She had contacted a program that trains dogs for people with panic disorder and PTSD. She also knew that a puppy would work wonders for their little girl who still woke up From nightmares every few nights. As soon as she saw this particular pup she knew he was theirs.

She walked into the house with the dog following close behind her.

“Jethro” she yelled and she heard “up here” from Amelia’s room.

“Can you come down real quick?”

“In a minute”

He said and she smiled and patted the dogs head as she heard her husband’s foot steps.

“Uh Y/N” he said when he spotted she wasn’t alone.

“Hi”

“Why do you have a dog”

“Meet Sniper, your new puppy son.” Y/N said as she nodded to sniper to go and see the man.

Gibbs smirked and leaned down to pet the dog who had moved to greet his new owner.

“Hi handsome” he said taking the dog’s head in his hands and scratching his cheeks.

“You got her a dog?” He questioned looking up.

“Got us a dog.”

Gibbs smiled and shook his head.

“You’re crazy” he laughed and kissed the dog’s head.

“So you like him”

“He’s our son now...of course I like him” he laughed and she smiled wide, sitting down next to him.

“Sniper huh?” He asked with a grin.

“Thought you’d like that” y/N smiled and he kissed her head.

“He’s trained for families who have members battling panic and ptsd”

“You did this for me?” He asked and she can tell he is a little apprehensive.

“You’re not the only one I did this for Jethro. He is trained for kids who have been through trauma as well.”

“You here to help us buddy?” He asked and smiled when the dog barked happily.

“Just like how we help each other.” Y/N said.

He smiled and kissed her, “you’re crazy, and incredible.” He laughed and hugged her to him.

“Meals is gonna love you” he said to sniper. “Hope you like hugs.” He continued and laughed as Sniper almost leaned his body weight into him, waiting for a hug.

Yeah, she made the right choice, she thought as she watched her husband with sniper.

It was almost time for Andi to bring Amelia home. They had decorated the whole house, Gibbs had finished her “big girl bed” they had put a big bow on it and Sniper was laying on his own bed next to hers with a big bow on his head.

Y/N opened the door while Gibbs stayed upstairs to keep sniper in his spot.

“Hi baby! Happy party day darling!”

“Hi momma!!!! Where poppa!”

“Well, you get most of your presents from momma and poppa on your actual birthday tomorrow, but you get two surprises from us today! They are in your room with poppa, should we go see?”

“Yeahhhhh” she squealed

“Poppa I home!” She yelled and swung the door open stopping in her tracks.

“Hi baby! Happy almost birthday!”

“Rrruff” sniper barked happily and wagged his tail.

“Amelia wanna come meet sniper?”

She nodded and walked over to her dad and the dog.

“He our doggie?”

“He is baby” Gibbs laughed and she pet him.

“I has a puppy brover?”

“Yup you have a puppy brother and poppa made you something too.”

“A BIG GIRL BED!” She yelled jumping up on it.

“Puppy come on my big girl bed?”

“Sure sweets, sniper can go up.” Y/N said looked at the dog “go ahead” she said and the dog jumped up and started licking Amelia’s face.

“I LUV PIP-ER”

Gibbs laughed at how the little girl said sniper and smiled as he watched Y/N join the love fest.

“Come on gunny” Y/N said as she motioned Gibbs to join them. He shook his head and plopped down on the bed sandwiching sniper and Amelia between him and Y/N. Feeling all the more lucky for the ladies and now gentleman in his life.

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randomtwistedlife · 3 years

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Two Ghosts

Pairing: Reiner Braun x Female Reader

Summary: You are on a recon mission in Marley and run into Reiner. Little angsty.

Note: I just finished the anime and the manga and there are a lot of feelings and hence, this one shot was born. One huge spoiler regarding Reiner. If you know what I’m talking about, you can read this. If you don’t know what I’m talking about, spoiler ahead. POV shifts between reader and Reiner.

Based on Two Ghosts by Harry Styles

Feedback is appreciated.

We're not who we used to be

We're just two ghosts standing in the place of you and me

Trying to remember how it feels to have a heartbeat

You pulled the hood of your cape onto your head as you weaved across the sea of people. Glancing at the setting sun, you let out a curse. You were late. His letter, which was tightly clutched in your hands, had instructed you to meet him at the specified address tonight as soon as the sun set. Even though he hadn’t written a lot about himself, most likely afraid that the letter would fall into the wrong hands, you knew it was him from his handwriting and the way he wrote the words.

Jean was here. In Marley.

You had arrived in Marley a little over a month ago on a recon mission. The mission was simple — infiltrate Marley, specifically Liberio, because that’s where the Warrior program was, scout the high ranked officials, and understand the socio-political situation. It was the solitude and the feeling of otherness that was hard to deal with. Everyone on this side of the sea hated you. Well, not you specifically, but your kind. You just wanted to talk freely with someone. Though Eren was here as well, he wasn’t an option. He had been here almost as long as you, but visiting him at the hospital would raise too many eyebrows considering Eren’s secret identity was not supposed to have any family. And so you stayed away. But now Jean was here.

Your face hurt from smiling so much. It was hard to remember the last time you had been this happy. You would tell him all the information you had been able to gather till now and then, you would drink and eat and have fun with your friend. Just one night of fun - you deserved that after everything. You had already thought of all the questions you were going to throw at him. You wanted to know how everyone was doing back home — Armin, Mikasa, Connie, Sasha, Commander Hange, and Captain Levi. Thinking about your home and your friends left you with a sense of longing. Closing your eyes, you brushed aside the melancholic feeling. You will reunite soon. Walking a little faster, you looked up to locate the bar you were supposed to meet Jean at and that is when you bumped into him.

~~~

Reiner sighed. He had just dropped an enthusiastic Gabi at her home, and all he wanted to do now was get drunk and fall asleep. Sometimes, being around Gabi was tiring for him. The girl was hell-bent on inheriting his Armoured Titan thinking that it was the biggest honour in the world. How could he tell her otherwise? He himself didn’t know what he believed. He did, however, know that he didn’t want his cousin to go through what he did. But how does he explain all the anger, and the sadness, and the guilt that is buried deep inside of him to a 12-year-old when he himself couldn’t make any sense of his feelings?

If he hadn’t been lost in his thoughts and was watching where he was going, he probably would have avoided the collision altogether. When he finally realised what was happening, it was too late. There she was, her face covered behind her cape and walking straight towards him. The moment she crashes into him, Reiner holds her shoulders to help balance her. As he does so, he notices the piece of paper she was holding fall down on the road.

She apologises, so does he. As she walks past him, he bends down to pick up the piece of paper and calls out to her.

“You dropped something.”

She turns, and the world around him fades away.

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You have been on enough battlefields to understand what people mean when they say, “Time moved slowly” but this was the first instance you fully understood what “Time stood still” meant. You don’t know how long you have been standing on the street. Jean’s letter left forgotten in his hands. He cannot have that letter; it could compromise the entire operation. But at this moment, you can’t seem to care. You should snatch the letter and run away, but you don’t. You just stand there staring into his hazel eyes.

Long gone is the young boy that you looked up to. His hair is longer and his sharp cheekbones are now slightly covered under his goatee. You had grown up in the last four years, but so had he. His eyes were wide and staring back into your own. You opened your mouth to say some something - anything - but words wouldn’t come out. You could hear a loud thudding - maybe it was your heart or maybe your head, you weren’t sure. Your mind was blank all because he was standing in front of you.

Reiner Braun. The boy you had fallen in love with. The boy who was responsible for the death of your family and friends. The boy - no, man - who could still make your heart flutter.

You had known that there was a high possibility of running into him, but you still volunteered to be a part of the infiltration. Maybe you wanted to run into him. Stupid, stupid, stupid.

Move! Speak! Do something! You screamed internally, but you felt frozen to your spot.

“Y/N,” he spoke, his voice shaky.

Your heart skips.

“Y/N,” he calls out to you.

The sound of his voice accelerated the already rampant pounding of your heart, and it felt like it would burst any second.

He took a step towards you. You took a step back.

“No,” your voice soft but firm.

You couldn’t face him after everything he had done.

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The one thing Reiner had wanted more than anything in his life was to see you again. Of course, he never expected that to ever come true. Ever since his return from Paradis, he has spent a countless number of nights thinking about how if he ever met you again, he would tell you everything and you would forgive him. He never expected that to happen either, but isn’t that why they are called dreams? Late at night, he could hope to see you again. In his dreams, he could imagine spending a life with you.

And now here you were. Standing right in front of him.

The young girl he had fallen in love with was now a beautiful woman. Not that you weren’t beautiful before. Back when he was pretending to be a soldier of Paradis, he had seen you covered in blood, sweat and grime several times and you were still the most beautiful human to ever grace the planet in his eyes. Your hair, which looked much shorter than the last time he had seen you, was framing your face. Besides the guarded expression that you wore, your eyes were locked with his own.

“No,” you spoke as you stepped away from him.

His throat went dry. His palms moistened and he could hear the crinkle of the piece of paper he was holding as he clenched his hands. Reiner couldn't be certain that this wasn't a dream. His hands were itching to touch you, to feel the smoothness of your skin, and to confirm that you were indeed standing in front of him.

“I —” he spoke again, but stopped. What could he even say? That he was sorry? A simple ‘I’m sorry’ wasn’t enough. He knew he could never atone for all the violence he had ensued; for all the people that were dead because of him. The apology that was stuck in his throat was too little, too late.

You tilted your head slightly, and Reiner saw how your guarded expression slowly changed into something else. Your eyebrows narrowed and your face flushed a deep shade of red.

“Reiner,” you spat out his name.

Although he was expecting it, the venom in your voice startled him. The air between the two of you had shifted, becoming much more tense. His glance flickered from you to his surroundings. He could feel their watchful gaze on the two of you. Everybody in Liberio knew who he was. The people walking by seemed quite interested in what was happening between the Armoured Titan and the woman he was with. Looking back at you, he realised things could go south quickly. Hastily, he reached for your arm, without giving you a chance to fight him, and dragged you to the nearest alley, away from prying eyes.

“Back off, Braun.”

“You shouldn’t be here.”

“And you shouldn’t have been at my home, but things don’t always happen according to plan now, do they?” you retorted.

“I know this doesn’t count for anything, but I’m sorry. If I could go back in time, I would do things differently,” he admitted.

You looked away, breaking off the eye contact, “Well, you can’t.”

The slanting rays of the setting sun shone on your face, making you seem more alluring than ever. He was so screwed.

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His admission caught you off guard. Did he regret doing what he did? Was he genuinely sorry? He did apologise, but how could you trust what he said? You had trusted him once, with your life and your heart, and look what happened.

“Was any of it real?” you asked.

Your eyes were trained on the cat rummaging for scraps in the alley dumpster, but your ears were straining to hear his answer. You couldn’t bring yourself to look at him, specially if he confirmed he had merely used you for his mission.

“Yes. All of it. All of us,” he replied.

You turned your head and risked a peek in his direction.

“I — The mission was to break the wall, blend in, and bring the Founding Titan to Marley. You were never supposed to be a part of it.”

His eyes were focused on you.

“I tried really hard, you know. I tried not to fall in love with you. Annie and Bertolt realised what was happening as well and tried to keep me away from you, but we all know how that worked out,” he chuckled ruefully. “You were fierce when you protected and stood up for your friends. You were sweet and kind and understanding. You had been through so much —” his eyes cast downward “ — and yet you still could love and be kind.”

He looked back up at you. “By the time I realised what you meant to me, it was too late.”

You screwed your eyes shut. No, this couldn’t be happening. Four years. It had taken you four years to heal your heart and here he was breaking down your walls all over again.

“Stop,” you whispered.

“You deserve the truth, (Y/N)” he spoke softly.

You shook your head and opened your eyes. They burned with unshed tears.

“I never meant to hurt you, and I would spend the rest of my life making things right. I loved you.”

All this time you had been telling yourself that the bond you had shared with Reiner was nothing but a lie. He never cared about you. You were simply a means to an end for him. But the words spilling from his mouth were enough to turn your world upside down. You looked up as you felt the heat from his body. You could feel his breath on your face. Were you two standing this close before?

“I love you,” he whispered.

Your heart skipped a beat, your eyes jumping from his lips to his eyes. Reiner leaned in and you let him. You parted your lips and felt him washing over you like a wave of warmth. Your entire body tingled. The kiss started soft and slow with your arms locked with his. He took a step back when the two of you came back for air.

“I’m sorry, I needed to do that —” he started speaking, but you placed your hands behind his neck and pulled him in.

He wrapped his arms around your waist, holding your body close. He pulled you in, claiming your mouth once again, this time hungry and intense, until your knees gave in. His hands were on your hips and he lifted you up as if you weighed nothing. He moved the two of you so your back touched the wall. His body was pressing into yours and you inhale his scent. He still smelled like the boy who won you over years ago.

The two of you come back for air and he presses his forehead against yours.

There were a million thoughts running through your head. Reiner couldn’t know why you were in Marley, he couldn’t know about your friends being in Marley either, and oh shit, you were supposed to meet up with Jean. But right now, none of that mattered to you. All that mattered was that Reiner was here, with you, kissing you.

“I love you too, Reiner.”

~~~

If an ex who killed your friends and family tries to walk back into your life, please run far, far away.

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bjornswoman · 3 years

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Blue piercing eyes

Requested by none.

Author's note: Hey guys! I hope each one of you is alright. I want to thank yoy again for your support, that means a lot for me. Especially, now that I am getting through a difficult period time. Also, sorry for any mistakes. Thank you for reading this!

Pairing: Modern!Bjorn x Reader.

Genre: Modern!au, romance, drama, angst.

Summary: You and Bjorn reunite again after two painful months.

Warnings: Jealousy.

You tried to live a peaceful life, away from him and the drama of his world, that followed him everywhere. Wherever he was, the placed ended up destroyed. You even left your home, you left Denmark and moved somewhere else, thinking that he wouldn't find you. You had reached Spain to find your peace, but Bjorn Lothbrok was stubborn and he would do anything to take you back. The reason you left wasn't because you didn't love him. You loved him with every last piece of you. Your heart was beating only for him and the fact that you were apart, teared it off, but you couldn't do nothing else.

He had warned you that his job was his top priority and all the matters that happened into it. You didn't care, at first, but that changed when be spent more and more time away from you, because of business. Of course, business included being close to attracting women. You knew how Bjorn could get when he was close to a hot woman, he couldn't handle himself. He loved you, he really did and you knew that, but that was his weak spot. He was the perfect man. He was a successful businessman, a good looking man and an even better lover, you knew too well how to satisfy a woman. He was a father, he loved his children, he had told you that and even if he didn't, you would see it in his eyes. He loved them deeply, but he didn't really know how to express it, because his own father had never really gotten to tell him. He just taught him how to be the successful heir of his company. He kept saying that he regretted for not being in their lives, you told him that never was late, but, as the stubborn man he was, he didn't listen, he thought that he had lost any chance.

The things between you got bad and then worse when he met your boss. You were working in a well-known law firm. Actually, he had already known him, obviously. Bjorn Lothbrok knew literally everyone in this country and everyone knew him. After all, his family was the richest one in Denmark. The name Lothbrok was known all over the world and many famous businessmen craved a deal with them. Your boss, Mr Jones, was a womanizer, as well as your beloved boyfriend. He was hitting on you non-stop not knowing about your relationship with Bjorn, but even when he learned, he kept doing that. His flirting was the reason of the fights that destroyed you. He spoke harsh words, just to harm you, and you did the same and then your relationship ended.

After all that, you knew that you had to leave from Denmark. Ubbe, his younger brother, told that be was a mess and that he wouldn't let things this way. You wanted to be with him, but all that drama and you being never something serious for him, you decided that it your time to leave Denmark. Ubbe warned you that he would chase after you, but you were sure that you would make it to hide yourself from him and maybe, when he had forgotten you, you would return to your home and restart everything.

Now, after two months, you had settled down. You had a new job and made some new friends. You even managed to go on a date with some man. His name was Olaf, luckily, he was from Sweden. Maria, one of new friends, was working in the same company with him. She was the one whi insisted that you should date someone and you did. At first, you didn't like the idea of going out with someone that wasn't Bjorn Lothbrok, but, when you got to know Olaf, you liked spending time with him. He wasn't Bjorn, but no one would be, you had to move on, as you were sure that he did.

The only problem was that he didn't move on, because you loved you. He couldn't even lay with another woman. Yes, Bjorn Lothbrok couldn't lay with another because of you. Every single time he saw your figure everywhere in the room. He even tried to not be in a room to claim a woman, but you were still around there. He couldn't even imagine that he would feel something like that towards a woman, but there he was, feeling helpless. He tried to find you all this time and when he did, the deal with that Spanish men seemed the best option. They were pain in his ass for a whole year and now they were lucky that Madrid was where you decided to hide yourself, but nothing could be hidden from Bjorn Lothbrok.

"Stop! Please, I can't! It's..... my belly is hurting! Olaf, please you need to stop!" You tried to say within your laughter. You couldn't stop laughing. All night he was telling you some of some ridiculously funny jokes, you couldn't stop laughing. He was smiling at you. He liked you and tried to make him feel more comfortable when you were together, that's why he started saying that jokes. He wanted you to open up.

You couldn't do that. You needed to fully trust him before you started sharing private stuff about you with him. It wasn't like Bjorn. When you were with him you felt comfortable, that had been happening since your first actual date. Now with Olaf, it was different. Maria said that it was normal, because you hadn't been on a date with anyone, except Bjorn, but you didn't feel like it.

Olaf continued saying his jokes, but it wasn't funny anymore. Your laughter died when you saw Bjorn entering that same restaurant. His hand was wrapped around a woman's waist. She looked like a doll, probably she was a model. He didn't look at you neither once. Olaf looked at you confused. You had totally forgotten about him for a moment, but his voice took you back there on your table.

"Is-is everything all right?" He asked looking where you were looking before. He couldn't understand what was happening. "Do you-do you know that man?" He asked again and you coughed. You didn't want to lie to him, but that seemed the only solution at that moment.

"Well, not really. He just seemed familiar to me, but I don't really know him." You lied and he smiled at you again. Your eyes found their way to Bjorn again. This time they made contact with his blue piercing eyes. He didn't looked at you for long. His gaze returned to that woman. You tried to concentrate on what Olaf were saying. Your mind, as well as your heart, was on Bjorn and that blond woman who reminded you of Barbie.

"As I told you before, the company I work for is goimg to deal with some company of Denmark and--" His words made you look at him. He just said company of Denmark, you heard that clear. He was here because of a deal. Then what was this woman doing here, next to your man? Technically, he wasn't your man, not anymore, but you cared.

"You just said company of Denmark, didn't you?" You tried not to yell and you succeeded, only because you didn't want Bjorn to understand, but he did and that was why he smirked. Literally, this man could hear anything, even a cat walking. Olaf nodded and you run your hand through your hair. "Do you-do you know how the CEO of that company is called? Actually, is his name Bjorn Lothbrok?" You whispered and he frowned. He was completely confused. Firstly, he didn't know why you bothered and secondly, he couldn't understand why you were whispering.

"I think so." He spoke and you smiked. Now he was completely lost. He couldn't understand you. "Are you okay, (Y/N)? Do you want ys to leave, you know to continue our night somewhere else?" He asked and you thought about it for a while. If you left now, you wouldn't be close enough to watching him and if you stayed, you would be close enough, but you would be caught up for sure because you couldn't stop staring at them. Leaving was the right thing to do, you didn't want him to thinking that you were staying tgere vecause of him. But if you left, you wouldn't know were he was. That didn't really mattered. A voice inside your hears was yelling at you that you would meet him again.

"I am fine, but I do think that we should leave. I know were we should go. It's funnier there." You spoke and grabbed your jacket. He stood up and a wide smile covered his face. Bjorn wasn't as happy as Olaf. You had succeeded. You glanced at him. You was glaring at you. You smiled to yourself and left.

The fact that Bjorn was enraged because of you made you happy, but that woman with him didn't. You were almost sure that he had moved on, but if he had, why would he be angry with you dating another man? You needed answers and only Bjorn could give them to you, but you were sure that he wasn't willing to give them and even if you was, you wouldn't dare to ask for them. You could imagine that smirk on his face and that drove you crazy.

You were jealous, so much jealous that you couldn't control your thoughts, but you had no right to be. You had found another man and he did the same. You had to be happy for him. Whatever happened between you, wasn't meant to last. Maybe that way was better, but that didn't make it less painful. It hurt seeing him with another woman.

On the other hand, he was enraged. He tried to control his anger and not beat that man to death. That wouldn't help your relationship at all, but he couldn't see him make you laugh or hold your hand, like he used to do. Actually, he had never really held your hand. His hand had always been wrapped around your waist. He was possessive and that movement meant to show to every other man who wanted you, that you were his. He had totally forgotten about the blonde doll with him, but she made sure to remember him. She cleared her throat, but still he didn't seem to care for her. She sighed deep.

"Bjorn!" She whispered yelled and he looked at her frowned. She smiled at him and he looked back at you. You and that prick had stood up and probably were going to leave this place.

He hadn't picked this place randomly, he had learned about you dating this man and even that this place was where you going most of the times. So he wouldn't miss the chance to encounter with you here. He thought that all this would be less painful, but it wasn't. He even managed to bring Stella. She was a model, they met somewhere he couldn't reacall. She was just a friend. Yes, Bjorn Lothbrok had friends that were female. She was one of them. After all, she wasn't interested in any man.

Your eyes locked with his dark angry blue before you make your way out of that place. If eyes killed, you would be dead. Everyone would be dead inside that place.

You started walking with Olaf by your side. No one of you really talked. You were thinking about Bjorn. He looked more beautiful than before. His beard, that you loved so much, had grew much longer and his hair was shorter and that blue eyes that you missed so much. You could sense that something was bothering Olaf, as well, but Bjorn was the only thing you could think.

"There something in your mind that's bothering you, I can sense it you know and I think that it has to do with that man from earlier in the restaurant." Olaf spoke and you turned your face and looked at him. You didn't want to lie to him. He didn't deserve all of this. He was a funny and good guy. He deserved a woman who cared about him truly and loved him, not you. All you could think about, all you cared about was Bjorn. You were stil in love with him. Actually, you had never stopped. You couldn't stop.

You turned your gaze down on the ground. You weren't proud for that. You didn't want to hurt him. He deserved to know the truth. He was nothing but good and fair to you all this time. He didn't even make any move to lay with you. He respected you, because he had understood that something bothered you.

"There is something that's bothering me and yes, it has to do with him. His name is Bjorn and he is my ex." You said in stable tone of voice.

"Bjorn as Bjorn Lothbrok?" He asked, trying to join the pieces together. You nodded at him and he frowned. Now all made sense. He was the man Maria told him about. He told him that you had broken up with your boyfriend and that was the reason you came to Madrid. You lived in Denmark and Bjorn lived there too. Also, Maria told him that you tried to get away from that man. It all made sense. He was famous and powerful. "And you? I mean, do you still love him?" He asked, but you didn't really answered. He knew the answer himself. He could see it in your eyes. When you looked at him in the restaurant, he saw a gleam in your eyes, something that he hadn't seen inside there before. It hurt him, because he liked you, but he couldn't make you love him or even like him. If Bjorn was the man who could make you happy, he would ve happy as well. People said that if you love someone, you let him go. That was what he was going to do.

"I have never stopped loving him. You are a good guy, you truly are. But for me there is only Bjorn. My Gods have decided that I am made to love him, but we can't be together, things between us are complicated. Sorry, if that hurts, but I can't stop it. I wanted to forget about him and be with you. I tried, but I can't control my feelings." You spoke and your eyes teared up. What you said was the truth. It was upon you these feelings, you didn't have the power to banish them. Your tears were streaming insanely from you eyes. You couldn't even control that.

"I understand you. That kind of love is difficult, if not impossible, to die. If you are happy because of him, I am happy, as well. Just not cry. You have nothing to be sorry about. It's your feelings, you can't change them. I really like you, yeah, and I want to fight for you, but I know that I will lose." He said and stopped walking, you stopped, as well. His hands cupped your hand and his thumbs wiped away your tears. "You shouldn't cry. That eyes aren't made for crying. Don't let him leave, (Y/N). You are suffering without and he is suffering too. Actually, he probably wants to kill me. His eyes were throwing daggers to me. I am lucky because eyes can't kill." He said and you smiled. He was so sweet. He even tried to make you smile after all this.

"His piercing blue eyes can kill you know." You said and both of you laughed. After a small conversation, he left. You sat on a bench and looked at the starry night sky. Madrid was busy at night. People were laughing and having fun. You were watching them having fun in a try to forget about your own thoughts, but that seemed impossible. Bjorn were always there, inside your mind, haunting your thoughts. You would never find the peace you wanted, because there is no peace when you are away from only person you care so much about. You would only find your peace by his side, but even there the problems would exist.

A very familiar scent invaded in your nostrils. You lifted your gaze and saw his face. He sat down next to you and for a moment or so no one of you really talked. You were just watching the busy streats. You were sure that he could listen your heart pounding inside your chest. You were together after two whole months and your skin was burning. Your hearts couldn't stop beating so fast. You were sure that if it continued to beat like that, it would be ripped off your chest. You turned to look at him, he was looking at you. Blue piercing eyes met with yours and they stayed there.

"Were is your..... friend?" He said playfully and took a cigarette out of his pocket. He placed it on his lips and light it up. You watched every single movement of his. "Do you want one?" He offered yiu cigarette and you took it. He seemed surprised by this, because you didn't really smoke before. He light it up for you and you inhaled the smoke and then exhaled. Now he was watching your movements. "I thought you hate smoking." He continued and you turned again to him.

"Yes, I hated it, but I guess I have adopted bad habits since I came here. As for Olaf, he probably went to his home or somewhere else. He is a good guy, but not for me." You said and looked back at the street. You exhaled the smoke before you start talking again. "What about your friend?" You asked, trying to sound like you didn't care, but in fact you did. You wanted to ask why he was here, sitting next to you, when he could ve somewhere with that blonde doll, you saw him with, but you were a coward. He smiled. He had succeeded, you were jealous.

"Probably somewhere with her girlfriend." He answered and you looked at him frowned. You couldn't understand. He threw away his cigarette and moved closer to you. You did the same. His hands cupped your face and he looked deep in your eyes. "You were crying. You know that I hate it when you cry." He whispered and his thumbs caressed your cheeks. You closed your eyes for a moment.

"Why did you come here, Bjorn? Don't tell about some stupid deal, I won't believe it." You said and he sighed.

"I came for you, (Y/N). I thought I was fine when you left, that I didn't need you. I was angry with you for leaving me, but I didn't want to admit it. I tried to lay with some women, but you were always there, I couldn't stop thinking about you. I need you. I-I..... love you." He confessed and you tears fell from your eyes again. His thumbs on your cheeks wiped them away. "Come back home." He whispered and you closed your eyes again.

"I tried to forget about you, to start a new life here away from my old one, I even found a man that wasn't you, but nothing seemed to work out, because of my mind. You were, you are always inside there haunting my thoughts. I don't really sleep, you eyes don't let me. Earlier today, I told Olaf about us and he understood. He told me not to let you leave. He even told me that I am suffering when I am not with you and I am not going to deny it. I love you too much to bear living without you, Bjorn." You whispered and he smirked, but not for long. His lips pressed on yours, in a fierce and rough kiss. He was biting you hungrily within the kiss. You loved it. You loved all the marks that he left to your body each time, hickeys, scratches, bites, bruises, you were used to that. He gripped your body firmly, he didn't mean to harm you. He was just getting too much exciting about this and he couldn't handle himself. He hurt you sometimes because of his size and his fast pace, but you liked it. At first it was a little painful, but then it was only pleasure.

When you stopped kissing, you looked at his eyes again. All this was like a dream. He smiled at you and you did the same. He didn't smile often. Most of the times he was angry and his eyebrows were knitted, because of anger.

"So this means that you are coming back." He said and you nodded.

Your relationship didn't work out at first, but it would in the future. Everything would be different after this night. After all this time you were apart, he knew that he needed you, that he loved you. He had loved other woman before, but no one of them made him feel this way. What he felt for you wasn't something that he could handle or control. He liked being in control and that drove him crazy. He would try to be the right man for you. He wanted to be ans he would.

#vikings bjorn #bjorn lothbrok #bjorn ragnarsson #bjorn ironside #bjorn imagine #bjorn x reader #vikings imagine #vikings x reader

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lunaekalenda · 3 years

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Hello! Congrats on your new milestone! For the movie event I am requesting 😣💕💰with either Gojo or Nanami. Thanks so much and congrats again!

hi! thanks sweet! i hope you like it and thanks for participating!

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action + couple + mafia feat. Satoru Gojo

cursing, blood, violence, kidnapping!

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“Where?” He asks. The sunglasses he’s wearing make his looks even more intimidating. The man under his gaze is trembling, his hands tied up in both sides of the chair.

“i-I don’t know, Gojo.” The man says. Gojo clicks his tongue and looks at the man again, close, taking his sunglasses down. His clear blue eye looking directly to the man.

“I’ll ask one more time. Where?” his voice seems different. He’s angry. No, he’s definitely furious.

“I don’t know. Only my boss knows wh...”

“Too much talking. Shut him up.” Nanami nods and Satoru walks around. He knows they kidnapped you, and he needs to know where you are. His hands impact against a near wall. “Fuck!”

It was just a moment. You where sleeping on his bed, all pretty and quiet. He got a call from Gakuganji, so he left the room. When he came back, after ten minutes, his bed was empty and the big window he closed yesterday to avoid your body getting cold was wide open. He called Nanami, who said that he didn’t saw you. After that, he worked hand to hand with Takuma , and he found a man in the security cams. It was easy for Nanami to search that one. Unfortunately, he appears alone, as if he was just a lure to cover the real crime: your kidnapping. Gojo revised all the security cams, he called you a hundred times and tried to search between his contacts someone that wouldn’t doubt to harm you to manipulate him. That night, Megumi came late home. He found Gojo sitting on a chair in the main salon, his white hair down and his glasses on the table. Also, he wasn’t wearing his blindfold. Megumi got closer to him, taking off his earbuds.

“Everything fine?” He asks. Gojo looks at him, his eyes red because of the tiredness and the incansable search. Yuji enters behind him.

“Hi, sensei!” he says, but his tone changes when he finds Gojo alone. “Where’s y/n?” he asks. It’s difficult to find Gojo without you, specially on this kind of lazy evenings when he usually is at home. Gojo looks up to them, the two boys inquiring with a curious gaze.

“I don’t know. Someone just took them away from me.” The adult says. Yuji looks concerned to Megumi, that is frozen. They took you away from him? From the most powerful man out there? They had the courage to do it?

Since you and Gojo started your relationship, several years ago, Megumi always saw in you someone to rely on. He liked to talk to you and you liked to spend time with him. You also know how proud of him Gojo is. How he always smiles whenever Megumi’s name is heard.

You know the two of them have a really close bond, as if they were family. Also, he’s really close to two new students of the dirty negotiations of the mafia: Nobara and Yuji, the boy with the tattoos. they are there to learn how to negotiate, how to make things really money-maker business. That’s his work, after all. He also shows them how to fight, how to take care of themselves in difficult operations.

“They kidnapped y/n?” Yuji asks, his eyes open with surprise. Megumi remains silent while Gojo nods, waiting to hear the story. Gojo tells them, without entering in too much details. Saying that you’re no longer next to him makes it even more real and painful. Megumi listens and analyzes every word he says. Yuji looks at his sensei, concerned. Megumi talks while he takes out his phone, calling Nobara.

“Call Nanami. I think we have to beat up a blue-haired bastard.”

Megumi’s brain worked as fast as ever while Gojo talked. His mind found one person capable of doing that thing: Mahito, the mafia leader that was behind you all this time. Since you have choose Gojo, Mahito never accepted that. So, he decided to kidnap you. It was crystal clear for him. Gojo calls Nanami as fast as he can, and Nanami agreed to take Nobara with him. That’s how the man and the girl arrived together.

“What’s the plan?” she asks, taking off her jacket. “I’m up to everything since that asshole took my best friend far from me.”

Nobara loved to take you with her and go shopping or to the cinema. She always complains that the only one who does that is Maki, and she needs to be in a good mood. So, finding you taking some tea for Gojo after his classes makes her pout to him if you can accompany her, having always the same response.

“That doesn’t depend on me, have you asked y/n if they want to go?”

Gojo isn’t overprotective towards you, even tho he always tries to have an eye of you, because he knows how dangerous it can be for you to be the partner of a mafia head. But, even when he was praying to end early his classes to be with you, giving you a hundred cuddles and a lot of attention, Nobara was always behind you to ask permission. He couldn’t say no -after all, it was your decision, and you also needed to have a life apart of him.- but he was wiling on the inside to hear a no form your mouth.

It rarely happen, since you felt a lot of sympathy towards the only first-year girl.

Now, as Yuji and Megumi, she was ready to risk all to take you back. To them. To him.

Megumi has been to the Mahito’s place before, in another mission, when he was just eleven. Gojo thought that taking it with him could be a nice training for the boy, and it was. He learned how to pick doors and give side-kicks.

“Yuji, Nobara and I will bother and, if necessary, kill the guards outside. Nanami can help you inside. I put an alarm in our group chat. When Gojo leaves the radio of 1 kilometer from the mansion, we all run. We’re faster than his guards, they’re big and less quick. They’re made for using strength, not for running. We’ll reunite in the backyard.”

They all nod. Once they are there, Gojo enters quietly, using the balcony to go up fast, followed by Nanami.

“Search Y/N.” Nanami whispers once the two of them are up. Gojo is forcing the window. “I’ll make guard.”

Gojo nods and enters. Nanami takes out his short dage. Mahito’s room is in front of him. You’re inside, sitting on a corner, the blue haired man looking at you with a creepy smile.

“I’m not going to bite you. But I guess you like it, since Gojo likes to mark all his fucking toys.” The way he was talking, cursing and joking, with such a smile made things even more creepier. It’s true that Gojo liked to give you hickeys, and you thought that letting him mark you last night, in such a place like your neck, wasn’t a help now. Mahito let out a little laugh. “I guess someone came to help you. Should we receive him as he deserve, hm?”

Mahito takes a little knife he has on his desk. You know perfectly that Gojo doesn’t has weapons. He always fights only using his strength and known marcial arts techniques. You didn’t like that about him, how he was sure he didn’t need a weapon because “he’s the strongest.” But well, he won all the fights he has been into, so maybe he is the strongest.

Gojo opens the door quietly, without showing any hint that he’s nervous and desperate to have you between his arms again. Mahito lets out a little laugh.

“Here you are, Gojo Satoru.”

Gojo smiles quietly, a superior smile that was always followed by one of his kicks. This time wasn’t different.

His long leg impacted against Mahito’s, taking him to the ground, and making him lose his knife. Gojo steps on his hand when he tries to reach the knife.

“Such a good weapon for a bad assassin.” Gojo says. The knife shines. Gojo looks at you.

“Love, could you look to another place? I have to teach him how we treat trash like him.”

You weren’t seeing, but you could hear the kicks and the spits of Mahito on the ground, probably taking blood out of his mouth. The fight ended sooner that you thought, and you felt a soft caress in your head. When you looked to the front, Gojo’s body covered Mahito. He looked at you in the eyes, taking his blindfold apart a little bit. You felt like home when your arms found his neck.

“Are you okay?” he asked. You nod, crying. He was there, and you where with him again. He kisses your head.

“Yes.”

“Let’s go home, then.” Taking you on his arms, Gojo makes his way home. The rest appear not long after, all tired, but smiling just knowing you’re safe again.

Gojo invited all of them to have dinner, but you decided to go to bed. That’s how Nanami ended as a host of a dinner he didn’t organize and taking care of some teenagers. Gojo sits on his side of the bed, near you, and your body leans to find his.

“I was so scared. I thought I’ve lost you.” he says, his voice being even less than a whisper. “I didn’t kill him. You know that’s not my style. And my priority was having you back.” He looks at you again, how your eyes start to drop tears. He kisses you so sweetly and softly that you don’t want it to end.

“I was also scared, but you saved me. Thanks.” he smiles, passing his thumb on your cheeks.

“I’ll save you the times you need it, my love”

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Time for my Entrapdak rant (a.k.a. why Hordak was better for her than literally anyone else, a.k.a. I’m not bias I swear)

as I read through Entrapta/Hordak/princess gang discourse on this site I started to realise the reason why I loved Entrapdak so much in the first place, and I will now talk about that here (some of these points are stolen from better posts). ALSO no matter how much I shit on other characters just know this isn’t an attack of any of them. This is gonna be VERY ENTRAPTA FOCUSED.

OK SO we get introduced to Entrapta pretty early in season 1 and we get to learn a lot about her. It also quickly becomes clear that she’s neurodivergent - something confirmed to be intentional by many of the creators. Entrapta has a passion for technology, science and inventing, and (same as the previous princesses) the best friend squad decide they need her in the alliance so she can build them weapons (whICH SHE NEVER ACTUALLY DOES i think BUT THATS NOT THE POINT).

Throughout the episode though, the squad (mostly Glimmer bc she’s the one who gets to closely interact with Entrapta the most... Adora being completely out of it and Bow with the kitchen staff) seems to slowly run out of patience for her - Glimmer very obviously puts up a front of tolerance despite her frustration. This is unlike the other episodes, where all the princesses get along in the end and become best friends oh boy! So... we have our only neurodivergent character so far who isn’t really welcomed into the group the same way as the others... and her autistic behaviour is only tolerated because they need her... okay, maybe that’ll change later.

Or not? When Entrapta joins the others on the quest to save Glimmer, she is constantly infantilised by the others and not taken seriously. She runs off to study Horde tech and actually helps rescue Sea Hawk, two very helpful things, but Perfuma talks down to her like a child and PUTS HER ON A LEASH? SHE’S 30!!! SHE WAS TRYING TO HELP! And no one tells Sea Hawk off for getting lost and alerting Scorpia to their presence, which wasn’t helpful at all. Then later, Mermista says she’ll keep an eye on her “in case she decides to befriend any more robots” like okay... she isn’t a child, and she didn’t run off because she wanted to play with robots or something?

Okay, so, Entrapta is left behind, which I won’t blame them for because it definitely looked like she died (they get over it pretty quickly but I digress), and she comes across Catra. Okay! Here’s a chance for Entrapta to make a true friend, right? Or not, because Entrapta and Catra’s friendship is built entirely on manipulation. At least Scorpia was sincere.

Here Entrapta is again, in a position where she’s being used for her skills and in a we’re-sort-of-friends-but-I-only-tolerate-you-because-you’re-useful situation, with Scorpia probably being her only true friend at the moment. She starts helping out the horde, because they actually let her do what she wants and at the very least don’t treat her like a child. Then, she stumbles into Hordak’s lab.

I’m gonna say this now because I’ll get murdered if I don’t - Hordak is a bad guy. He does bad guy stuff. But so does Entrapta sometimes (I’ll talk about that later) so good morals don’t need to play into their relationship I think. It’s about how they treat each other.

At first, Hordak is very defensive and angry towards Entrapta, as he would be to anyone coming in to his lab without permission and discovering his secret portal project. But then she fixes said portal and he immediately sees her as an intellectual equal. Again, Entrapta has had to prove herself to someone by making herself useful, but it actually goes further. ALSO can I say how Hordak is the ONLY person who interacts directly with Entrapta who doesn’t treat her like a child or emotionally manipulate her, with the exception of Wrong Hordak, Emily, and Imp of all characters... Even Scorpia is guilty of this later.

So, Entrapta and Hordak start working together, and Entrapta is obviously very excited to have someone treat her as an equal (they’re lab partners!!). On top of that, Hordak is also happy to have someone he can actually trust. Catra and Scorpia at separate times both remark on how Entrapta spends all of her time with him now, and who can fucking blame her when he’s the only one that has literally spent all this time growing close to her and understanding her as a person, not just using her, not just tolerating her, not talking down to her constantly. Hordak opens up his trauma to Entrapta and she responds by opening up a bit in return, literally saying that she doesn’t fit in and that Catra doesn’t even talk to her anymore. They are obviously comfortable around each other, and if Hordak was manipulating her, then why was he so distraught when she was taken away? Why did he CRY??? Why did he consider giving up on his life’s purpose and abandoning what is essentially his god for her???

Anyway, stuff happens, and Entrapta shows that she isn’t the irresponsible child everyone thinks she is by agreeing to shut off the portal. But of course, Catra betrays her and sends her away. To die. How nice. Catra tells Hordak that Entrapta betrayed him, and instead of flipping out and turning all Hal Stewart incel “if I can’t have you no one can” he just gets sad... and then later all he really wants is to see her again, even if it is on the battlefield. I’m not sure what he would’ve done so we can’t say for sure, but I seriously doubt he wanted to hurt her.

sidenote - I’m not gonna blame Scorpia for letting Catra doing this, Scorpia had her own shit going on and was essentially trapped in an abusive relationship and she also later makes up for letting Entrapta down by getting her rescued

SO then the best friend squad go to save her from Beast Island, and she’s literally completely given up. Gee, I wonder why. Could it be because it seems like every friend she’s ever had has abandoned her, scolded her, or outright zapped her unconscious and sent her to die in a monster filled island? But the squad save her and affirm to her that they didn’t give up on her and that they’re still her friends. Actions speak louder than words, guys, but okay, cool! To Bow and Adora’s credit, they were the least patronising and mean out of anyone... so, that’s something. Anyway! Affirmations! Some respect from her friends! I hope this lasts...

It didn’t! Season 5, Entrapta goes along with the others to help find out where Glimmer is. Here is where I quickly have to say something - Entrapta does indeed make some ‘evil’ and stupid decisions sometimes - hacking the black garnet, building robots that attack her old friends, walking out absentmindedly in front of a robot and compromising her team. Some of these things can be explained by her neurodivergence, but do not always justify it. That being said. Entrapta is not evil, she is not stupid, and her “weirdness” does not give her friends the excuse to treat her like a child.

Here’s where it gets bad!! Perfuma puts Entrapta on a leash AGAIN!!!!!! WHAT? Writers? Wyd?? Not only this, but the others talk about her behind her back, and then scold her without any consideration for how she, as a neurodivergent person, was interpreting the situation. They could’ve explained their feelings to her in a calm way, instead of shunning her and expecting her to pick up on their cues, then exploding at her when they didn’t. THEN THEY CALL HER A BAD FRIEND.... and I feel hypocrisy in this chili’s tonight... and then Scorpia... doesn’t say anything? Girl help. Ik we can’t totally blame her since she was new to the squad and probably didn’t wanna get kicked out or yelled at like with Catra, but please... that is your friend...say something. also why did mermista need to pull her hair and then later say “you’re still a weirdo” like what. why do people ship them? because mermista cried when entrapta ‘died’? Okay??

I think Entrapta actually goes through some character development after this which is pretty cool - she outwardly expresses her concern for Glimmer, which is affirming to her friends the squad, and later at the end of the series, intentionally keeps herself focused during the most high stakes moment instead of running off. I’m not qualified to talk about if these traits, which could be considered traits of autistic people, deserve to be treated as flaws to be fixed, that’s a whole other bag of worms, but yay character development.

Finally, at the end, Hordak properly reunites with Entrapta and he decides to rebel against his creator and his purpose to save her life, showing that Entrapta, and their connection, is his priority now. And once Adora saves Hordak from Prime (thanks Adora), the two finally reunite in a spinning hug - that is literally the most physical contact either of them have had with anyone, how could anyone not believe in their connection and mutual trust???

Mermista gives us one last jab, an understandable one considering Hordak was conquering their planet for years on end, but still - “so, are we all just like, okay with this?” yes girl, we are. He’s literally the only one who ever treated her with real respect and love, the only one who ever prioritised her.

I know some people are gonna be like “just ship her with wrong Hordak” and if you really like that... go ahead I guess? But do we need to force a clone who just got control of his own mind into a relationship, or a girl who is very much in love with someone else into a relationship with one of her friends? You can do what you want though, it’s literally fine, I’m the one who just spent over 1500 words talking about why a 30 year old science woman should go out with an alien warlord.

In conclusion - Hordak and Entrapta deserve each other, because Entrapta deserves someone who treats her right, and I love her.

#entrapdak #entrapta and hordak #entrapdak discourse #entrapta #hordak #i had to include a megamind reference #She Ra #SPOP #big ol post #she ra and the princesses of power #i spent so long on this

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