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gavisfanta · 3 months

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Hello, can you write an imagine or one shot where the reader is a big fan of Gavi, and ever since he got injured, she's been sending him encouraging messages. Every day, without fail, at the same time, he sees them in his notifications, but he never replies. Then, one day, he's so tired of everything, feeling like he couldn't vent to anyone close to him, and feels like he's carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders. He turns to the last person he ever expected to: the reader.

ONE MORE TIME - GAVI

summary: you text gavi everyday after he gets injured and one day he texts back.

warnings: noneee

Maybe just one more time wont hurt, right?

You pulled the covers up to your neck and took your phone into the right hand. Just like every day ended, you texted Gavi.

His injury had to be horrible for him and you were thinking of showing him some respect and that he hasn't been forgotten.

So you took your phone, went on insta, clicked on his profile and started typing in the message.

"Hey Gavi, I hope you had a better day today and I also hope that your recovery is going well. Much of strength to you!!!" You sent it without thinking too much about it and then went to sleep.

But on the other side of Barcelona, Gavi was lying in his bed, wide awake.

He was trying to sleep but too many things going on inside his head kept him up. As he tried to distract himself from the sleep he's missing out on he decided to go onto instagram, just scrolling down his home feed he decides to check some of his private messages.

There are some from Fermin, Pedri and a ton of requests, like always. Today he was especially bored so he decided to check out some requests. As he went through them and read the messages some fans or haters have sent he clicked on your message.

His eyes widened as he saw that you've texted him every single day since the injury. He read all of the messages and then went onto the next ones. Your messages were still one under 10 thousand.

However, the next day during lunch, he checked his requests again, and who would have thought; your message was at the very top.

He read the new message and then went onto the next message from another fan.

You kept writing him every single day, however what you didn't know was that Gavi saw your messages.

So one night, you usually took your phone and sent another message to Gavi. "Hello, I hope your day has been good and I'm very excited to see you again on the field. I hope you have someone to talk to and I wish you all the best!" You sent it and then plugged in the phone and put it on your nightstand while you tried to sleep.

Gavi however was once again wide awake, sitting on his couch in the livingroom.

Today he talked to Fermin about the season, his bestfriend has told him about how amazing he is doing in practice and how funny it is with his teammates.

For Gavi it was pain listening to him, he missed playing football and he felt like he had no one to talk to because nobody actually knew how he felt.

Pedri was injured for a long time, yes, but he was still able to walk and comparing two months to nine months is also not really a smart thing to do.

So he did what he usually did everyday. Him looking at his requests for fun has turned into a daily habit and not like he has anything better to do.

He refreshed his dms and saw one from you again. He couldn't help but notice that your messages were always sent aroun 11 pm.

This time he opened it and read the new message again, and again, and then again.

For the first time he actually needed someone to talk to, maybe you were the right person for that. So without thinking much about it he opened his keyboard and started typing.

"Thank you for always reaching out, hasn't been the best lately." He sent it and couldn't help but feel just a bit nervous. Just then he had the thought to open up your profile and look at it. As he went through your highlights he couldn't help but notice that you were quite pretty.

While Gavi was stalking your Instagram account, you were trying to sleep, however it didn't really work.

You kept turning in the covers and just as you slammed your fists besides you into the mattress out of anger, you decided that maybe a bit of social media would help you get tired.

So as you grabbed your phone and turned it on, you jumped up, suddenly wide awake.

The notification of your dreams, you weren't even sure if that was a dream or not.

But as soon as you opened the message and read the words, then clicked on his profile, then read the message again, and the same process for atleast 10 times, you were sure that that was real.

So you literally started pacing around the room, trying to act calm about the situation because he can't know that you've been a fan of him ever since he started playing in the first team.

You decided on a simple answer; "Do you want to talk about it?" As soon as you sent it, you put the phone down and went back to pacing around the room.

Gavi on the other hand was shocked that you texted back so fast and smiled a bit at your message. He would have guessed that you're gonna go all fangirl on him and he kinda liked that you didn't.

"It just feels like I have no one to talk to."

And so he sent the message, then you sent one, then Gavi again, and so it went on for the next week.

Gavi's family noticed that he always checked his phone, sometimes he'd put it back on the table with a slightly disappointed face as there was no message from you. But if there was a message, he'd text back immediately.

You two talking on a daily basis also led you to realize how amazing of a character he actually had. Soon you started telling him about your day and he'd always give some feedback. Sometimes you would even fill him in on the typical girl drama at your work.

Gavi also told you a lot of things about himself, what he thinks of some things people say about him and how his recovery is going.

After Gavi wasn't using his crutches anymore and he was able to walk he of course met up with his friends again.

As he was walking around in Barcelona, he was thinking about you, what if you'd walk down the same street as him.

Gavi wanted to ask you out for a long time now but in the end he always chickened out. He was afraid of destroying your friendship and he was also afraid of losing you.

As Gavi was lost in his thoughts his friend couldn't help but notice that he wasn't really himself lately, he didn't use to wear that stupid smile on his face whenever he was on the phone. They knew that there was someone who made Gavi smile like that but they didn't know who.

Just a road up you were walking down the street, your phone in your hand as you looked at some instagram posts.

You were just walking to the beach of Barceloneta to look at the sunset.

As you suddenly raised your head, you at first couldn't believe your eyes.

Your heart skipped a beat as you saw a man with a white shirt and white pants walking along the promenade with two other guys.

It didn't take you long to notice who it was by the way he moved, after all he was famous for running around, that's what you know him for.

Your guess was confirmed after the guy turned his head to the right and you saw his side profile. Gavi.

Pablo freaking Gavi, aka the guy who you have been texting with for the last 2 months.

You decided to just go up to him and ask him for a picture, if he'd recognise you, you'd talk to him and if not then not.

So you walked over to him and as soon as Gavi saw you he furrowed his brows.

As Gavi looked into your eyes he got confused. He noticed that your eyes looked too familiar however he didn't know from where he might have known you.

The weird feeling in your stomach started building up as you looked into his eyes, you knew that you two got along well and that you would meet him eventually but you didn't think that it would be now.

"Hi, can I get a picture please?" You asked and Gavi nodded his head as he leaned down closer to you, you pulled out your phone and took a picture. Your hand was shaking so you tried to grip the phone as much as you could. The way your knuckles turned white didn't go unnoticed by Gavi.

"Thank you so much." You said and walked away. Gavi looked after you and his eyes scanned your body as he was still in the same position you left him. He stood up straight again and smiled a bit as his gaze shifted further down your back. He knew you, he was absolutely sure about that. So doing the only thing he could do is he opened instagram and clicked on your profile.

He wouldn't had said it out loud but he secretly hoped that it was you. So as he looked at your recent picture and zoomed in on your eyes, he smiled. It was you.

Immediately he went into your chat and texted you.

"I just met a girl that looked like you lol" He said and you couldn't help but smile at his text. You decided that you'd reply with a sneaky emoji that would give him the hint.

"😉"

As soon as Gavi read the message he raised his head and turned to look at his friends with a smile. "I'll be right back" He said and started walking towards where he saw you go.

so as he followed where he last saw you, and he turned around a corner, he saw you standing there with a grin on your face.

"You're Yn" He pointed his finger and you and you couldn't help but smile.

"I am." You answered and he came closer to you, now also wearing a wide grin.

"Nice to finally meet you in real life." He pulled you into a hug and as you wrapped your arms around him you could smell his cologne.

You melted into his arms and a cold breeze hit you as soon as you pulled away. "Um" Gavi brought his hand up to the back of his head. As he scratched the back of his neck he hummed a bit while looking at you.

"You wanna maybe join me for a drink or are you busy?" Gavi asked shyly and you felt your lips curl up immediately. The way that his eyes looked at you, the way his hair was perfectly lying on his head and the ways his body moved everytime he inhaled.

You slightly nodded your head as he was still waiting for an answer. "Sure, I'd love to." You finally agreed.

So Gavi quickly pulled out his phone and texted his friends that his sister needed him for something.

You watched as he then stuffed his ohone back into his pocket and shifted his attention toward you again.

"You want to walk up to the La Rambla?" Gavi looked at you and you chuckled softly, it was the pure nervousness around him.

"I just came from there but sure." You smiled, you punched yourself mentally as you couldn't help but smile all the time.

"Alright, let's go." Gavi smiled at you and then you two made your way up to La Rambla, it was the most famous abd biggest promenade in whole of Barcelona.

It was about a 15 minute walk from Barceloneta so the two of you had time to talk. As you walked through the streets decorated with stands selling diffrent things Gavi pulled his hood up and put on his sunglasses.

Luckily he didn't really get recognized aince there also weren't as many people as there usually was.

So you two decided to grab something to drink and then Gavi pulled you into a small alley.

"Where are we going?" You asked as you slowed down, as soon as Gavi realized he turned around and smiled a bit.

"Come on, trust me, this is funny." Gavi pulled you forward by your hand, his touch was hot and you were almost sad that after some time he let your hand go again.

Then suddenly he stopped in front of a store, it was empty, only the store owners inside. So Gavi stepped inside confidently and you followed him.

The store wasn't big, it was rather small and it also looked like a gift souvenis shop.

"Look, you need to check this out." Gavi pointed at the left of the store and you walked over to the shelfs.

You burst out laughing as you saw small figures of famous people shitting. Word for word, shitting.

You turned to face Gavi, he was standing right behind you, his chest touching your back and as you turned arpund he was standing so close that you had to look up at him.

"This is hilarious." You mumbled and then he extended his arm and pointed at a messi figure. You chuckled as you then turned to face him again.

"Do you want one? I'll buy you one." Gavi laughed but you shook your head as a wide grin was astered across your face.

"No- Gavi-" You tried to say but he already went over to the store owner.

"Can I have a messi figure please?" Gavi asked and the owner nodded his head as he went to the back and grabbed one.

"I told you I don't need that" You laughed and Gavi shook his head while the owner came out into the store again.

"Thank you so much." Gavi told the owner as soon as he paid and the man nodded his head.

"Can I also have a photo with you?" He asked and Gavi nodded his head. The man gave you the phone and you went back a couple of steps. After you took some pictures you handed back the phone and Gavi left with the plastic bag in his hand.

"So, let's go and eat something I recall." Gavi mumbled as the two of you walked further down the alley. As you looked forward you saw the sky getting darker above the buildings.

"What do you want to eat?" You turned your gaze back to Gavi. He shrugged his shoulders and then checked his phone.

"Oh, I know a good restaurant but we have to go back to Barceloneta for that." He suggested and you nodded your head.

Every time you looked at him it was more and more obvious that you had feelings for him. Everytime he accidentally touched your hand with his while walking you immediately looked to his face, in hope to find him smiling because you were hoping for that it wasn't just an accident.

"It's crazy that we've talked so much over chat." Gavi began just as you two were walking along the beach again.

"I was just scared that we wouldn't get along well in real life." You added to which he agreed immediately with a fast nod.

"It's better than I thought, I mean I didn't expect you to buy me a figure of Messi shitting but yeah." You laughed a bit to which Gavi raised his brows.

"Oh you imagined how meeting me would be like? Did you make ip those scenarios right before you went to bed?" Gavi told you and your eyes widened, because how did he know.

"No-" Your voice broke and you turned uour hesd away from him embarrassed. As soon as you looked back to him he laughed.

"Ah Gavi, yes, give it to me." He fake moaned loudly and you pushed him away from you while you two giggled like two stupid kids.

You were happy tho because that was a sign that he felt comfortable around you and that was the most important.

After you both slowly stopped laughing Gavi then started pushing you towards a restaurant. "This one, trust me." He pointed at the building and you shrugged your shoulders.

You two went inside and ate, while doing that you of course talked about quite a lot of things, what surprised you the most was that he asked about your work drama. Which meant that he paid attention to you while you texted with him.

You left the restaurant with that exact same thought and Gavi by your side. You shivered from the cold as soon as you walked away a few meters.

"Are you cold?" Gavi noticed that you shivered and he immediately looked at you.

"No not really." You lied and he shook his head as he wrapped his arm around your shoulder and pulled you closer to him.

You two walked down to the beach again in silence, then the two of you sat down a couple meters away from the water.

"So has anything interesting been going on with your injury? Other than what you've told me?" You asked, genuinely interested in what he had to say.

However, Gavi didn't answer your question, he didn't even oay attention to you. He was just staring into your eyes and thinking of how lucky he was that he answered that one instagram dm.

"Gavi?" You asked again, he then snapped back from his thoughts and looked at the ocean and then at your eyes.

"I've never would have imagined that I'm doing this with a fan." Gavi smiled a bit but you furrowed your eyebrows at his words.

"Doing wha-" you began but were shortly cut off by Gavi who crushed his lips into yours.

You were shocked for a second but then kissed him back quickly. He then moved closer to you in the sand and put his hand on your waist while you had your hand on his cheek.

You literally got butterflies as the long kiss started turning into a heated make out session.

Gavi then pushed you backwards so that you were laying flat on your back and contined kissing you.

"Is it the right time to say I love you?" Gavi asked as he pulled away for a second.

"Yeah" You nodded your head quickly and Gavi pulled away from you completely but then laid down next to you.

"I love you." He mumbled and you turned your head to face him.

"I love you too." You whispered and then kissed him again.

One more time messaging him, didn't hurt.

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bluegalaxygirl · 6 months

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Am i crazy? (Zosan X reader) P1

Plot: Reader hasn't been sleeping or eating, they wont let anyone touch then and keeps having accidents. Everyone if worried or thinks they've gone crazy but the reality is so much worse.

Warning: Domestic abuse (Not by the hands of Zoro or Sanji), Bad language, violence, self harm, blood, mental damage, forced kissing and manipulation.

Zoro X Sanji X reader, Poly relationship, established relationship, Reader is GN.

Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 - Part 6 - Part 7 - Part 8

It's been weeks since you last smiled, your face always tired and you body slumped when ever you sit or stand. You stopped doing all the things you used too, having to force yourself to do the minimum. Cuts and bruises covered your body form head to toe and the old scar on your lower back hurt when ever you did something, like someone was jamming their finger into it. The old scar looked worse than it actually was, You abusive ex stabbed you years ago and refused to take you to hospital, it took three days of begging and almost dying on the kitchen floor for him to let you out the house, your mother took you to hospital where you had to get surgery to fix the damage only for your mother to drive you back to him. You begged her to help you but his money was good, and she hardly had a roof over her head. It took you a while but you got out, you drugged him and ran away, left the island you were born on and traveled the seas. Joining the straw hats was the best thing that ever happened to you, you settled in quite quickly with the joyful crew and took it upon yourself to do all the chores and learn to fight. Falling in love again was hard but your two partners never crossed any lines, you were respectful, and they never raised a hand to you, they loved you and cared for you. Everything used to be so great but now you can hardly do anything without a looming feeling over you, a strange breath on your neck.

Sleep was impossible, whenever you fell asleep the pain in your back would get worse or your bruised ankle would get tugged, a kiss form one of your boys made you feel better but after words you'd feel a painful amount of pressure squeezing your arm or leg as if telling you to stop. You though you were going crazy and when you told Chopper about it he prescribed you sleeping pills. That night when you went to take the pills there was none there, you felt hopeless and just wanted it all to stop. Sanji made you more snacks than normal to keep your strength up and took up most of the chores around the ship for you, he praised you in every way but when he spoke like that you hurt in some way ending up walking away form him. Zoro refused to let you into the training room no matter how much you begged, he'd sleep near you where ever your sitting and staring into space. He'd try and get you to eat by sharing food from his plate but you always refused.

Dinner was almost over and you hadn't touched a thing, the feeling of someone looming over you made your heart race, no one was there but you could feel a breath on the back of your neck. Zoro sat next to you watching your tired and bruised up figure slump in the chair, his heart broke at the sight of you, he just wanted you back, the happy and energetic person he fell in love with. The breath leaves your neck as Sanji walks over standing behind you to look at your plate "Didn't take your fancy love?" he asks seeing your plate untouched. He sighs when you don't answer and picks up a fork putting some food on it "Please love, just a bite" he begs bring the fork to your lips. The pain in your lower back returns, feeling like a finger is twisting it so you push the fork away the pain subsiding as you do. Sanji sighs putting the fork back on the plate and taking it away from you and handing it to Luffy, the captain was more than eager to eat it, but he was worried about you, they all were but there wasn't much they could do. they had to trust in Chopper and hope you'll get out of your mental breakdown of sorts. "How about i run you a hot shower!" Nami smile getting up and offering you a hand. She was your best friend and tried her best to make you feel better. She would normally snap at someone for being like this, but she knew something was different about this, she didn't know what though. You stand not taking her hand as she walks out the door with you.

Zoro sighs watching you walk out the door, your cloths hanging loosely on your body, you were pale but with dark bags under your blood shot eyes. He hated it, he felt useless. Sanji sat next to the swordsman in the seat you left taking the mans hand trying to comfort the both of them. "Chopper" Zoro sighs gripping the cooks hand and looking across the table at the reindeer. "Yes?" Chopper looks up from the table to the two men. "Have you thought of anything else? Y/N won't tell us anything" The swordsman asks resting his head on his hand leaning on the table. Chopper looks down at his hands "The pills i've given them don't seem to be working but i am looking at other stuff, like teas." the reindeer looks back up with a sad smile. You're not talking much anymore and have refused therapy. "What do we do?" Sanji asks twiddling an unlit cigarette through his fingers. Chopper shrugs, he hates not knowing what to do, but he'll do his best no matter how hard the situation is.

Nami offered to help but you refused wanting to shower alone, maybe the hot water would help calm you down. The looming feeling was gone and you wanted it to stay that way. After getting undressed in the changing room and grabbing your stuff you headed into the bathroom, the shower running hot water, filling up the room with warm steam. Taking your towel off and putting your stuff down you stepped under the water, it felt good on your skin but the fresh cuts hurt a little. You felt around your body noticing new bruises on your arms and the one on your ankle a lot darker, running your hand behind your lower back, you felt the dent your ex left, it was sore and very sensitive, probably badly bruised too. You let the tears you've been holding back flow down your face, the water carrying them away as you sobbed under the shower. You managed to control yourself enough to wash your hair and then your body only to hear the bathroom door open and close. You froze, slowly turning your head to look at the door, no one was there but that looming feeling was back, your heart raced in your chest and you felt like you couldn't catch your breath.

A step hit the water close to you and you backed up into the wall dropping the body wash you were just using as you cover your mouth with your hand. More slow steps walked across the bathroom and to you only stopping in front of the running water of the shower. You trembled a little not knowing what was going on, maybe you have lost it, maybe you are crazy. Something reached through the water and grabs your arm pulling you through the water and throwing you across the room. You back hit the wet floor as you slid across the floor only stopping just before hitting the wall. You sat up and moved back about to yell out when something covered your mouth and pressure was leaning on your bruised ankle making you cry out in pain, what ever was covering your mouth made it very muffled. "Shhhhh.... don't worry little bird" your eyes widen at the male voice in front of your face, you recognized the voice and the nickname that makes you feel sick. A shimmer starts to form and soon vanishes revealing your ex boyfriend in front of you. His hand over you mouth and his foot pressing against your ankle. His other arm placed on his knee as he kneels down to you, his black hair now almost gone and his sickly handsome face smirking at you. "There we go" he whispers with a smile seeing you stop struggling under him. "You've grown over the past few years... i missed you" your eyes water as you look at him, all the bad memorized coming back to you. "Oh no you going to cry? i'm the one who should be crying" his anger boils the hand on your mouth squeezing tighter your hands going around his wrist to try and pull him away, but he's too strong in you weak state.

He sighs trying to clam himself and loosening his hand around your mouth "Will you be a good birdy and stay quiet for me?" he asks his eyes soft but you know better. You nod gritting your teeth as he slides his hand from your mouth down to your neck pressing you against the wall. "Good birdy, you still remember your place" he smiles pushing a strand of wet hair behind your ear. "You really hurt me sweet bird" he sighs leaning closer, you hold in a scream as his foot shifts on your bruised ankle only letting out a little grunt making him smile a little "I saw your wanted poster and knew i had to find you again. Im lucky you know, i had a lot of help but when i found you and saw you so happy with those two other guys" his grip tighten on your neck making you gasp for air trying to struggle under him as his eyes boil with anger "You're crew won't let you go willingly, so we'll have to make them kick you out" he slowly loses the grip around your neck as you pant for air tears falling down your cheeks "That's what i'm going to do. Make it so unbearable to have you around that they have to make you leave. i can't fight them even with my new devil fruit powers" he laughs a little shaking his head.

"W-What?" you whisper, his eyes connect with yours, he loves seeing the fear in your eyes. "There's this factory that makes devil fruits, it took me a while to get my hands on one, i was hoping i could use it to destroy your crew but when the Suke Suke no Mi fruit came along i knew it was the right one. The invisible man." his smile gets wider making you skin crawl "You've been doing this to me?" you ask your heart sinking in your chest, the past few weeks he's been around you, hurting you, stopping you form sleeping and eating and you had no idea. A part of you was happy you weren't crazy while the other part was full of fear. "Your too smart my birdy" he runs a hand through your hair before taking a fist full and slamming your head into the wall, you yell out in pain only for his other hand to go around your mouth again. "Now for some rules... Every time you do something wrong or that i don't like i'm going to hurt you like i normally do, if you do a good job I'll let you get a little sleep and eat a little, i can't have you dying on me." he leans closer to your face placing a kiss on your forehead.

"What are their names? Sanji and Zoro? if you touch them, talk to them, look at them or gods forbid kiss them i won't hesitate to kill them in their sleep, i want you to ignore then only and If you try telling anyone about me I'll make your life even worse" he lets go of your hair and wipe the tears off your face "I'm always with you and when i'm not, I'll lock you in your room where you'll be safe. i love you Y/n... All i want is to have you back, i'm the only one who can touch you" he lowers his hand back down to your neck and looks you over "I miss you so much" he whispers leaning in to kiss your lips but you turn your head away, you realize your mistake the moment it happened, you had no chose but to follow his orders and now you were going to pay the price. He growls pushing your body down onto the floor and getting in top of you to stop you form going anywhere. His hands around your neck as he strangles you against the ground "Don't you fucking turn away form me" he yells into your face before pulling a hand away and slapping you in the face, you cry out and try to push him off while yelling out apologies.

He lets go suddenly stepping over you and turning invisible as you curl up into a ball on the wet floor still apologizing over and over again. The door burst open Nami rushing in almost slipping in the wet floor as she stops next to you and gets on her knees to try and help you. Her hands touch your skin and you flinch away, you know he's watching you and you don't want to get hurt again "Y/N? what happened, your bleeding... there's no need to be sorry" she panics looking you over, seeing the back of your head leaking blood. She gets up and rushes out the room calling for chopper. You feel a hand on your back knowing it's your ex you don't flinch away knowing what will happen if you do "This time, I'll let that Nami girl and the doctor touch you... good birdy" he whispers stepping away as more foot steps approach. "Im sorry" you whisper one more time bring your hands up to your eyes to try and clear your eyes of the tears. Nami and Chopper run in and checks you over while Nami covers you with a towel and rubs your arm. You reach out your hand to touch her but pull away remembering he said they can touch you not you can touch them.

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bonefall · 10 months

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What is Lion/Jay/Holly's relationship with Bramble like pre-reveal (it wont let me put a question mark pretend theres one here) I can't imagine them having a good relationship even before he stops being their father.

Similar to canon, BB!Brambleclaw wasn't a great father. I like him a lot as a character, his ego fascinates me.

Jayfeather

Of all his siblings, I think Jay was the 'wisest' in regards to Bramble. He kinda saw his reaction coming, or, was the least surprised by it. Probably because Bramble was never as prideful about him as he was about his two young prodigies.

All Jay's life, people are coming up with their ideas of him and refusing to let him change their minds. Brambleclaw was no different. Jaykit becomes Jaypaw, training under grunckle Longtail to become Jayfang, and then eventually earning an Honor Title as Jayfeather. At no point in this process did Brambleclaw stick up for him, in fact, Longtail filled that role more than Bramble did.

Longtail was the one who fought for him, challenged him when he was repeating the Clan's tune, taught him that his limits are drawn by HIS body, not where everyone else says they are. Brambleclaw...

He wasn't distant but he wasn't present in that process, either. He rarely talks about Jay as an individual-- he's spoken about in terms of the other two 'looking out' for him. He let him wander in the safe beech patch just above the camp with Poppykit when he was old enough, but Squilf was equally involved in that decision.

Forgotten middle child energy. Brambleclaw could be approached but rarely went out of his way for Jay. He could be a source of comfort but they weren't close. It didn't make the public disowning hurt any less, though.

Lionblaze

He was so proud to be Brambleclaw's son. Lionblaze adored both of his parents, all he ever wanted to do was to make them happy. There was a time where he felt like the strength in his claws was because of his blood in his veins.

Then he was given to Ashfur as an apprentice.

He was BRUTAL. Lionpaw knew he had a lot of potential to live up to, but he didn't know that training would be this hard and painful. He didn't know that what was happening to him wasn't normal... and Brambleclaw was the only one who had been told about it.

He did nothing. Ashfur had "explained everything" to him, buttered him up about how Strong his son was, how Proud he should be, how much like him Lionpaw was turning out. When he heard the same story again from the perspective of Lionpaw and Hollypaw, he ended up shrugging it off.

Lionpaw walked away thinking that you're supposed to suffer for strength. Not even that he "deserved" to suffer; no, he thinks that you don't have gain without pain. This is an expected part of life, and one day, he will be the very strongest in ThunderClan.

Going to the Tribe later taught him something else; that the point of strength is using it to protect others. So if you must suffer to be strong, and being strong means giving that to other people... what's left for you?

When Brambleclaw disowned them, Lionblaze IMMEDIATELY realized that this is why Squirrelflight lied. To protect him. he's obsessed with this, protecting his Clan. His love and respect for Brambleclaw soured with pain. If he has any left for Brambleclaw, it's hidden deep down.

He HAS no father. He has a mother. He looks Brambleclaw in the eyes and spits, "That's all I've ever had."

Hollyleaf

She was always the most promising of the Three. Apprentice of the deputy Brackenfur, Firestar's honored grandchild, daughter of two members of the Sundrown Patrol. Holly was forging alliances in other Clans as soon as she'd changed her career path.

She was very close to Brambleclaw. He spoke very highly of Holly and Lion, always seemed to 'have their backs,' at least in Holly's eyes. He used to tell her that she had to be an example for her brothers, and help him keep them in line.

And that extended to Lionpaw's Abuse. She learned it is necessary to hurt the ones you love to protect them in the future. She was taught that she is the most mature of her siblings and is therefore responsible for them.

He turned on her just like he turned on her brothers, but she was quick to accept this, turning her hatred on Leafpool and Squirrelflight. No more lies, no more Codebreakers.

After her 100-year-long timeout, she was shocked to come back to Bramblestar being the only one being petty. At first she was even a bit relieved, believing that at LEAST he was still holding her accountable for her horrible deeds in Cruel Season. That would have been cathartic-- it's nothing compared to what she did to the Kinships of the Lake, but it's some consequences from a living cat. Any consequences.

But... it's not about anything she did wrong. She stepped out of the tunnels to living, weeping family who missed her as much as she missed them. Their actions are based on love and yearning. Bramble's are just based on being fucking mad at his ex-wife.

Everyone thought she was dead and he can't take a break from giving Squirrelflight the Cold Shoulder long enough to welcome his daughter back like a father would. His greeting is the same as any other leader welcoming a warrior back after they've been gone for a while.

But, hey, if she's disappointed at him it's a nice break from being disappointed at herself. It's nice to care about these sorts of things again, and besides, she has crunchy leaves to step on with her CORPOREAL BODY. It's so nice to have MASS again

#Better bones au #BB!Po3 #BB!oots #Fallenleaf #BB!Lionblaze #BB!Jayfeather

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natspookie · 10 months

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back to december

inspired by back to december ;)

natasha romanoff x fem!reader

☆ summary : natasha accepts the hard truth that things wont be the same as they were last december

☆ warning : short & not so happy ending? kind of for reader though

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natasha tapped her finger nervously against the steering wheel, wondering if this was a good idea.

she pushed all the thoughts aside and got out of the car, walking up to the front porch.

she knocked thrice, you opened the door approximately 12 seconds after, letting your hair down.

“natasha, hi” you smiled softly, opening the door.

“hey” natasha softened upon seeing you after all this time.

she made a call 4 days ago, wanting to meet up after 9 months. you told her all you could do was a meet up at your house at the suburbs.

“oh come in, you can sit there” you nodded to the table.

natasha nodded and took her seat, nervously tapping on it as she glanced at you in the kitchen.

“do you want anything? i made some mac and cheese” you called out

“sounds good” she said “coffee?” “yup” she eyed the vase of fresh roses in front of her.

“ugh y/n! i just need to be free from you for a second! would you just wait?” it came out too fast for natasha to process what she was saying.

“free? what am i some mission report that’s holding you hostage for living your life?” you tossed the towel aside after drying your hands, tilting your head at natasha.

“i cant do this anymore” she shook her head with a sigh, rubbing her temples. you bit back your tongue from telling her to stay, to work it out. why would you want someone who said she wanted to be ‘free from you’ to stay?

you shut the door of your shared room, immediately feeling hot tears roll down your face. you heard the front door shut as well when you opened up your suitcase and duffle bag.

at some point the salt lamp was shoved in. all that was left in your side of the closet was the shirts of natasha that you loved, now tainted with her words.

you opened the door to silence. you rolled the suitcase through the living room, sparing a glance at the dead roses in the middle of the dining table.

with one last breath, you shut the door, not looking back.

natasha snapped out of the flashback when you came back with two bowls of mac and cheese, running back to get the drinks.

“sorry, i’ve been a little busy” you smiled sitting across her. “thanks for makin time to see me” natasha looked up from her bowl to look at you nodding in acknowledgment. “how’s life, hows work?” “stressful but good, just busier than ever. what about you?” you gave a short answer

“work is good. i missed you” you pursed your lips, unsure what to do with that. “i missed talking to you, natasha” you sipped your coffee

there was some conversation here and there but mostly natasha looking at you.

it didn’t hit natasha till when she arrived home the next week to your stuff being gone.

the pain that hit her didn’t compare to all the fresh bruises she got from her mission.

she immediately called you to see that you had blocked her and changed your number

she understood then, what she had lost on that one january night.

of course, natasha eventually had to leave. you were standing face to face beside the door when natasha sighed “i’m sorry for that night, y/n/n”

“i- i didn’t mean it okay? if only i knew this ‘freedom’ is nothing but missing you everyday. i can’t close my eyes without thinking about you” natasha swallowed her pride as she looked at you while you shifted awkwardly on your feet.

“natasha, it’s all in the past, okay?” “please give me another chance?” you shifted right after she said that “i can’t” natasha frowned, nodding.

“i’m sorry, again” she whispered, opening the door “nat?” she turned around “don’t beat yourself up okay?” with one last hug, natasha walked out, not before looking back twice.

#natasha romanoff fluff #natasha romanoff x reader #black widow #natasha romanoff #natasha romanov #natasha romonova

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kitmoas · 2 years

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Two sides//Same Coin

Summary: Sometimes divide and conquer is the best plan of action

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Reader | Kate Bishop x Natasha Romanoff | Kate Bishop x Reader | WandaNatKate x Reader

Word Count: 8.8K

Warnings: Public Sexual Acts (All characters are consenting adults), Weapon Play, Magic Play and...a very fun important spell is used on Toy , Filming, Boot kink, Degradation/Humiliation *As usual, if I forgot anything important lemme know*

A/N: lol we wont talk about how long this took for me to write 🙂Thank you for anyone who is still around and stuck around for this update! Love you guys SO much 💜

Training Grounds Master List

***Minors DNI*** ***18+***

Smirking slightly, eyes locked on the bare skin of Wanda’s knee just inches from your face, as your body sways. You’re in a mood today and you know you were already pushing the boundaries, but you just can’t help but want to break every rule. The witch had just about had it with you, ordering you to follow her around on your hands and knees after you had bitten her ankle aggressively while she was on the phone. It wasn’t your fault though, she’s the one who had you kissing her legs as payment for you eating ice cream for breakfast. Her ankle was just there, and if she was going to treat you like Kate then so be it.

Wanda is typing away on her laptop, something about some stupid business contract that she and Natasha were reading through, and it’s making you grumpy. Every single time you got to hang out with the two lately they have been busy. The two were extremely excited but wouldn’t give you any real details, so you were not only being left in the dark but also neglected. She had you kneeling, widely and comfortably which was generous considering your attitude, but it was doing nothing for your headspace and it just made you even more mischievous.

Your stomach is quietly rumbling, and you know you’re supposed to ask for a snack especially when you’re already actively in a punishment but you don’t want to eat something healthy. Looking around you notice some of the candy that was left over from the movie night, the moment you scoot to the left a hand reaches out and tangles in your hair. With a sharp painful yank, you’re staring directly into the unamused emerald eyes but you just giggle. “You have been pushing every single one of my buttons today, Detka. My work is very important, and I thought you would have been a good girl while your Daddy and I got everything together.”

Her words are tense, and you can tell she’s trying to not start something that will last long, but you just smile innocently up at her. “I am being an angel, Mommy.” The taunt leaves your lips like poison, and you can see your bait taking when Wanda snarls down at you. “Maybe you’re just getting old and can’t keep up anymore, did ya ever think of that?” The infamous head tilt strikes a fear response within you, but you hold strong. “Losing your touch, Wanda?” The name is out of your mouth before your brain can catch up, before your body can start running.

By the time it dawns on you just exactly what you said, the witch’s face is blank. Her grip in your hair is slack, straightening in her seat. She silently turns back to her work, the sound of her keyboard clicking confusing you. What just happened? She was taking the bait, your act was working. You were just about to get what you wanted. Flabbergasted you stand slowly, cautiously as you were still technically being punished, but nothing. A pout forms on your lips as you slowly back away, heading straight to the candy. Again nothing as you pick the box up, and you know that even without her powers she could hear you jiggle the box around. Huffing you walk back to her side, plopping down unceremoniously, and make a huge show of shoving a large handful of the chocolate bites into your mouth.

She barely flinches, her focus entirely on the document she’s working on. You slump down in your spot, the box of candy falling from your grip. Guilt starts to tug at your brain as your actions of the day start sinking in. Did you break a boundary that you weren’t prepared to? Leaning forward you tentatively let your head nudge against Wanda’s thigh, sighing softly when she doesn’t push you away. You nuzzle your nose there, inhaling her scent for a while. She hasn’t pushed you away yet, and she’s letting you find comfort but do you even deserve it? A whine breaks through your lips at the lack of response you’re receiving, and the hot remorseful tears fill your eyes. You knew that you shouldn’t have been a brat. You knew that Mommy didn’t like brats, but you just got so bored and wanted the attention you weren’t receiving. Your hands shake as they hover around her calf, unable to convince yourself to reach out for comfort. Burying your face into the side of her thigh, you try your hardest to control your emotions but the tears are soaking her pants.

The soft hand on your head, rubbing soothing circles, startles you. “Little one, are you done being a brat?” Her voice is calm, and you can see her scarlet mist circling around you. A pathetic nod is her only answer and her magic wraps you up, dragging you onto her lap. “Look at me.” Your head is moving to make eye contact with her, even without the help from her finger. “ Мой красивый ангел, Я люблю тебя. No matter how bratty you get, you are mine. Now, you aren’t getting away with it but I do think those bad thoughts were enough punishment for now; can you agree?” Her eyes are soft, searching yours slowly. A miserable sob leaves your lips as you nod swiftly. Her face softens even more as she pushes you to rest your head on her shoulder.

You sit in her lap for a while, letting her warmth and steady breathing calm you down. “I’ll be here for you, no matter how bratty or sarcastic you get. You always deserve my affection and my comfort, Little One, no matter what. I know you’re bored, and you feel left out, but your Daddy and I are trying our hardest to get a surprise finished. You will know everything when it is time for you to know everything.” You’re nodding, letting your thumb slip into your mouth. The exhaustion of all your emotions begin catching up with you, and your eyes are fluttering shut. “Sleep detka. I’m right here.”

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Kate rolls, skin sticking to the mat as she grumpily pushes herself into a sitting position. Resting her arms on her knees, she stares up at the smirking widow. “Aren’t you a black belt mutt? A master of many different martial art techniques? All I see is an uncoordinated, unfocused, cocky new recruit.” The mocking tone of the older Avenger makes the brunette grumble as she stands, stretching out her tense muscles. Forest green eyes twinkle with excitement as she watches the brunette drop into a fighting pose, walking towards her discarded bag. “How about we up the ante?”

The ginger smirk gets more arrogant as she spins back around to look at the archer. She has a rich purple collar hanging from her finger, a gold name tag with “хозяин’s Little Mutt” engraved on it. “You win, and you get to make the decisions tonight. I win and you have no control for the rest of the day, over anything.”

Natasha smiles at the wild look in Kate’s eyes, the competitive archer bouncing on her toes at the idea of a prize. “You’re on, old lady.” The collar barely falls into the duffle bag when the ginger’s legs are swept out from beneath her, grunting before quickly flipping back onto her feet. “Losing your touch widow? Maybe you should leave the training to the new generation.” The assassin is glaring up at the archer, who is just giggling down at her.

It doesn’t take much more for the two to start slamming into each other. For once Kate is actually holding her own, her entire focus on the competition put up. She feels strong and sharp, her hits land accurately and the young archer even got a few deflections in. The young brunette’s confidence gets higher the longer she believes that she is doing great, and it makes her work harder to try to keep up with the widow.

Natasha lets Kate take control of the spar session, letting her gain confidence in her abilities, but the moment that Steve walks in the ginger slams the brunette onto her back. Without even looking back the older woman stands and starts walking over to the super soldier, “I wouldn’t get up if I were you. You’ll be on your hands and knees for the rest of the day.”

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The warmth of the sun streaming through the curtains wakes you up slowly, a muffled whine tears through your teeth as you stretch. You barely have time to settle back into the plush blankets before Wanda is slipping into the room carrying a tray of food. A bright smile stretches across her face when she notices that you’re awake, “Oh good! I thought I was going to have to deal with a grumpy little one.” Her teasing voice makes you whine, wiggling in your spot as you try to hide your blush.

You relish in the cute giggle you receive, watching as her nose scrunches. She’s setting the tray near your feet, sitting on the bed as she looks over the spread she brought; waffles, fruit, bacon, eggs, apple juice, and coffee. Her face is slightly flushed, hands shaking some as she starts cutting up the waffles.

A wave of guilt from earlier washes over you, a knot forming in your gut. “Mommy..I’m sorry for being bratty all day.” Your voice trembles as you try your hardest to keep your emotions at bay. Wanda finished work, cooked food, and you know she cleaned as she always does all while you napped—even though you had been so disobedient all day. “I know you and Daddy would never do anything to purposefully be rude or disrespectful, and I know that you guys will answer every question I have when it’s time for me to know everything.” Tears well up in your eyes and the knot that formed in your stomach is traveling upwards, making it hard for you to speak.

You watch as she gnaws at her bottom lip, a nervous tick that she picked up from Natasha. She’s staring determinedly at the plate, trying to gather her thoughts as she finishes the task at hand—feeding you.

It doesn’t take too long, but the heavy silence drowns you as you wait for her to turn to you. Her emerald eyes unfocused as she reaches out to hold your hand, soft fingers drawing whimsical shapes along the inside of your wrist. It isn’t often that you see Wanda completely dumbfounded but it confounds you every time it happens. “You know whenever Natasha and I first talked about opening our relationship we thought it was going to be just for a short period of time, just an occasional one night stand that made our time in the bedroom a little less tiring.”

Her lips stretch into a small smile, chuckling to herself as she recalls the past. Wanda is mindlessly pushing around food, poking at different bites. The way she spoke about her relationship with the ginger widow usually made you swoon, absolutely enamored with them, but today it just made you apprehensive. “ Malyshka you were never meant to happen, my love.” She finally turns to look at you, dropping your hand in lue of reaching out to cup your cheek. “When your Daddy and I realized just how much of an impact you were on us, we decided that we could no longer just worry about ourselves. The world is not a kind place, as we all know, but we happen to be in a specific part of the world that is just a bit more callous.”

Her smile is no longer light, or reminiscent, but grim and it pulls on the lump in your throat. “You already know that we set up a plan in case something were to happen to us while we were on a mission.” The statement hangs in the air as it always does whenever the possibility of them not coming back from a mission is brought up. Her thumb catches a tear that rolls down your cheek, “Don’t worry detka this isn’t about that. This is actually something happy, I’m sorry for going down that sad road.”

Wanda had a habit of getting lost in melancholy thoughts, even when she’s being positive. You adored her for it weirdly enough, but right now the fragile state of your heart was apparently making it difficult. “Little one, you coming into my life has changed how I see the world. I no longer am only stuck in the past. The future—our future in my mind is one of the brightest things I’ve ever been a part of, and I just… I need you to be patient with me? I know you feel like I’m acting differently and that I’m too busy for you, but I need you to know that at the end of the day everything I do is for you. I promised Nat that I would keep our little secret under wraps but it will be amazing that much I can guarantee.” Her face is bright red, and she is refusing to meet your gaze.

Her rant lingers between the two of you, but before you can really form an opinion and response the witch is turning and feeding you small bites of the breakfast.

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Natasha groans a bit as she stretches, pleased to finally have her feet up. Training not just for herself anymore tires her quicker than she’s used to, but the new generation needs a lot of work. She watches as the young avengers and agents file into the room, a smirk plastered on her face as she watches their shocked expressions get even more wild as they find their co-leader. Kate is on her hands and knees, collar snug around her neck, acting as a footrest for the widow. Peter is sitting next to Kate, trying to make her feel a bit better since this is the first time the Young Avengers will be seeing her in such a position.

The younger agents and heroes all have a faint blush along their faces as they try not to stare, but Kate’s entire torso is bright red as she glares at the floor in front of her. How could she lose? The archer rolls her eyes at herself as she realizes that she played directly into the older ginger’s plan of getting overly confident. The brunette is pouting as Tony begins to talk, explaining the new process and what will be happening now that the young recruits are officially training and preparing for missions. With Peter and Kate being the only two who have spent time with the OG Avengers, the rest of the team buzzed with excitement especially when the infamous Nick Fury stepped up to speak to the group.

With all eyes now on Fury, Natasha decides now is the best time to jump into action. Pushing Kate’s head down, forcing her forehead to the cold titles, the widow smirks at the curve to the younger girl’s back. Setting her feet on the floor the widow leans down close to the archer, “Just be lucky that your little team doesn’t have to see you stripped down for me. I know that little needy pussy is dripping already, my pathetic mutt likes the humiliation don’t you?” The ginger’s voice is sharp, coming out as a hiss; her lips moving against the younger girl’s ear.

Swallowing down the whimper that threatens to tumbles from her throat, Kate’s wide eyes flicker around trying to gauge the attention that she has. Only a couple people, all lower level agents, are focused on her. Her breathy response “Yes, хозяин” makes the widow laugh as she taps her foot onto the ground, clearing her throat as an indication of what she wants.

A faint hiss falls from Kate’s mouth the moment her covered center makes contact with Natasha’s cool leather boots. Even with the layer of clothes, a small streak of wetness is left apparent on the widow’s shoe. Peter adverts his eyes almost immediately, trying to not choke on his surprise. It isn’t the first time he’s seen someone do something like this, but it’s the first time his best friend has done it in front of him.

The archer is grinding down on the boot before she’s even told, hips moving subtly but effectively. Pulling her lip between her teeth, a feeble attempt at being quiet. “Look at my good little mutt. Your training is coming along nicely.” The praise runs deep in Kate, making her wiggle in her spot. A choked back moan tumbles from her lips when her throbbing clit rubs against the rough lip of the boot’s outsole.

“Look at your team—“ Kate’s head is forced up by the rough fingers tangling in her hair, nervous eyes scanning across her recruits as they all pointedly look away from her kneeling form. “Even after prepping them for this, you found some of the most innocent college kids I’ve ever met.” The chuckle that leaves her lips sends a shiver down Kate’s spine, causing her hips to rut more aggressively. “Don’t worry, I know with a nasty little bitch like you it won’t be long until your entire team is just used to you being my whore as everyone else.”

The widow watches as the young brunette’s hips start to lose their rhythm. Scoffing at her, Natasha slips her foot out from under Kate causing her to lose her balance. A deep flush of embarrassment covers the archer’s body as everyone’s heads whip around to look at her. The older Avengers all just easily move on with their lives but the newest recruits all struggle to bring their attention back to the director.

Natasha ignores the look that Fury shoots at her, instead choosing to focus on Kate who is now panting and squirming around. The widow even decides to ignore him as he begins to talk to her, whispering praise against the raven hair instead. ‘Romanoff, I’m starting to agree with your little girlfriend. The stray is always out of control.” His voice bellows out, looming in the air, heavy against Kate's ears and it drags a feeling of dread through her body.

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A muted sigh leaves Wanda’s lips as she watches you from across the kitchen, licking at the spoon of brownie batter she gave you. The entire day has been weird, but the few thoughts she’s heard from you let her know that it’s all in her own head. She knows you’re still nervous, scared to do anything wrong, but that was the usual case any time you got in trouble.

Spinning around in a quick circle you look for Wanda, eyes gleaming when you finally see her leaning against the doorway. “The batter is yummy Mommy!” Holding the empty spoon out towards the witch prompts her to finally cross the room, pushing into your personal space until your back is against the counter. The squeak that tumbles from your lips makes her chuckle, her gaze stuck to your mouth as she reaches up to swipe her thumb across your bottom lip.

You giggle up at her as she just stares at you, an awe stricken look written all over her face. Rushing to wrap your mouth around her thumb, letting your tongue lick at the drops of batter there, you can’t help but squirm as you watch her eyes darken. A bright smile stretches your lips around her thumb, and there’s an unexplainable lightness as the two of you just exist together. You reach up, letting both of your hands wrap around her wrist, as she helps you slide up to settle on the counter.

Her mouth opens and closes a few times, watching you wiggle on the cold marble. Her other hand is rubbing against your hip bone, teeth gnawing on her bottom lip as she struggles to say what is on her mind. “Detka you… I..” Wanda lets her forehead rest against yours, eyes slipping closed as she chuckles, a breathy light sound that has you giggling along with it. “Mo-Mommy’s precious Little One.” A gentle kiss on the tip of your nose draws another chortle from you, nuzzling into her palm as you feel your body fill with a fuzzy warmth. The soft streams of sunlight bounces against the sparkling jade of Wanda’s eyes, a sight you can’t help but admire.

She’s invading your space, forcing you onto your back as she climbs onto the counter. Struggling to breathe as she kisses up your body, rushed and mumbled mantra “m-mine” spoken against your skin like a flame. Her movements are strategic, slow and precise, drawing ragged gasps from you as the anticipation causes your heart to stutter.

The world around you completely slows down and you know your heart just had to have stopped the moment that the witch’s eyes are looking down into yours. She’s smiling bashfully as her eyes cloud with emotions. Your entire head empties, almost as though someone opened the floodgate on your thoughts letting them fall out onto the floor. Goosebumps spread across your whole body, sending little shakes throughout your nerves but you don’t pay any attention to them–too focused on the Sokovian.

Nothing else mattered anymore as Wanda hovered over you, her bronze hair surrounded the two of you. Unable to blink, scared to even miss a single moment of her attention on you. When her lips meet yours, a passion behind them that she saved just for you and Natasha, she pulls a whimper from you. The way her body molds into yours and her lips move with such sensual vigor leaves you melting into the counter, helpless to the witch. It’s second nature, your body reacting to her, as though you were made for her.

She had to know what her kisses did to you, the way her tongue glides along your bottom lip leaves you breathless. Giving just enough to keep you wrapped up in her, but never enough to leave you with an air of arrogant confidence. She never truly asks for what she wants, but leaves you begging for her to force her way into your mouth. The tender grip on your jaw surrenders you helpless as she keeps you right where she wants you. Everything she ever does commands respect, and at the very core of it—your submission.

Intoxication is the only way you can explain it, your mind swirls and blurs the moment her lips graze against you. Whenever her thoughts and actions landed on you, enthrallment bubbled within, leaving you giddy and eager for more. When her hands map out your skin, claiming it as her own, she leaves wildfires in their wake. Burning her mark into you and ruining you for any one who dares to come after her. .

You weren’t sure how long you were laid up on the counter, Wanda groping at your body always left you fuzzy, but it was both of your phones buzzing loudly that broke the two of you apart. A pathetic whine tears through your teeth as she pulls away from you, your foggy brain trying to catch up with what was happening. Sprawled out underneath her, you attempt to catch your breath as she towers over you on her knees. A deep, mocking chuckle shoots shivers down our spine as she reads the text you both received.

Her sharp manicured nails scratch at your torso as she flips the phone around to show you the pictures that were sent into the group chat. “Looks like your stray lost a bet, detka.” You’re trying your best to focus on the screen but Wanda’s hips have begun to grind down onto you.

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The last of the young agents and recruits leave, following Peter out of the conference room, by the time that Natasha has dragged Kate on top of the table. She ignores the grumbles of Steve, rolling her eyes as he complains about getting behind on mission reports. “If you don’t want to see the show all you have to do is walk out, Flag Boy.” She darkly chuckles as she watches the archer settle as best as she can on her knees, squirming against the solid marble. The widow climbs fully onto the table, kicking off random objects as she walks slowly across it.

Kate’s head is tilted down, knees spread as she sits as pretty as possible for the widow. The feeling of cold metal tapping against her chin forces her gaze up, tipping her head back until it’s uncomfortable. The ginger sees a flash of fear in the younger girl’s eyes, “Oh you’ve never played with this before. Well I wouldn’t worry, mutts like you always love playing with a good stick.” Natasha’s sole roughly connects with the brunette’s clavicle, sending her sprawling onto her back.

Natasha watches foggy navy eyes dart back and forth, a futile attempt to stay alert. Someone behind them moves, sending a scraping sound echoing through the hushed room. Kate flinches and the Russian’s eyes narrow taking in the reaction, but the archer’s jaw is slack and nonsensical pleading falling from her lips sparks action. Letting the end of her baton trace the young Avenger’s bottom lip as she tries to get up, propped on her elbows with wide clouded eyes. “Don’t pay those stupid boys any attention, моя маленькая сучка. All of your focus should be on me, be a good girl and open that pretty mouth just a bit more.”

Kate blinks up at the ginger, confusion flooding her system and drowning out any uncertainty. Why was she being so nice, is this not part of the scene? Her hesitation, though only a few seconds, irritates the assassin. The archer’s heart stutters when the end of the baton is shoved past her teeth, scraping roughly against her tongue. Boots kick open her legs as Natasha steps in between, before one settles on her stomach pushing her to lay flush against the cool table. “Relax little mutt.” The muttered reassurance only loud enough to reach the young girl’s ears as the pressure on her stomach gets more intense. “Get your хозяин baton all wet, even though I know there’s no real need. Your pathetic pussy doesn’t need any help, soaking through your flimsy leggings. I haven’t even begun to fuck you and yet you’re making such a mess.”

The more Natasha talks she can see the cloudy look return in Kate’s navy eyes, and the tension leaves her body. “Why don’t you be a good bitch, go ahead and strip for me.” The archer starts trying to get up but the ginger doesn’t take her baton out of her mouth, only pushes it further into her mouth. “Nuh uh, I said be good. Show off your training, a good mutt doesn’t drop their stick.” Taking her boot off of the younger girl’s stomach, amused green eyes watch as she struggles to get her clothes off.

When Kate finally spreads her legs, free of confinement, there’s a collective soft gasp when the room sees just how wet she is. Pulling the baton out of the brunette’s mouth to give her a brief moment of relief but her hips jerk when metal rubs against her inner thigh. “Awww it looks like we have a bit of an issue.” Natasha kneels between her open legs, swiping her thumb across her clit. A pathetic whimper escapes the acher’s mouth, against her own will, and the mocking laughter that follows makes her entire body flush. “It looks like I forgot to bring your favorite strap, oh no! What ever should we do?”

She’s speaking, the derisive tone, not only to Kate but to the entire room. Unhappy about a specific presence, but ready to show off just a little, Natasha slips two fingers easily into the brunette. “How cute, such a needy little cunt. You don’t even need any prep.” Pumping her fingers, watching with a cheeky grin as she sneaks a third finger into the mix. “It’s like you want to be used in front of all your heroes. Spread so they can see your dripping pussy sucking in my fingers, begging to be filled by something else.”

Anyone in the room could see the struggle on the CEO’s face as she tries to silence her moans, but the filthy sounds of Natasha’s fingers fucking into her is a clear giveaway. “It’s so cute that you think an adorable little slut like you can stay quiet, what if i just…” Roughly yanking her fingers out, her eyes get stuck on how Kate’s hole gapes. A pitiful whimper accompanies the archer’s hips jerking up, trying to chase after the widow’s fingers.

Natasha chuckles, a deep and voluptuous sound, as she brings the wet digits to Maria’s mouth. Her emerald eyes stay on the archer’s reaction, watching as she clenches around nothing and squirms at Hill’s appreciative hum. As the commander mumbles out some praise and thanks, the Russian lets the tip of her baton tap against Kate’s prominent clit.

Leaning down to cup the brunette's jaw, hanging open as she tries to catch her breath, Natasha smiles widely before spitting directly into her mouth. A small drop runs down Kate’s chin, “Such a messy mutt.” Letting her thumb pop into the CEO’s mouth to distract her just enough that when the ginger slips the tip of the baton into her it draws a squeak. “Stop squirming slut, wouldn’t want me to slip and accidentally electrocute you or would you?” Panicked moaning is muffled by the thumb still in Kate’s mouth, pushing further the more noise she makes.

Everyone in the room can hear how wet the young Avenger is with each rough thrust of the baton, even with her mouth filled her moans are echoing throughout the room. “I bet you like all the eyes on you, don’t you?” Natasha’s question is met with muted yes, but it isn’t good enough for her. Dragging her thumb out of her mouth and swiping a knife from the table, Kate barely has enough time to gasp before she feels the sharp blade against her neck. “I taught you enough tricks to know you know how to speak, bitch.”

Choking back a sob, the archer scrambles to answer. “I do! I love everyone watching me.” Her voice is strained, trying to avoid the way the knife pricks her skin as it leaves small cuts across her throat. “Пожалуйста хозяин.” Cobalt eyes darting around, looking for someone to help but all the other Avengers are just enjoying the show.

The edge of the blade trails down her torso, leaving bright red lines. Crimson leaking down her ribcage, a cough gets the widow’s attention. Head whipping around, but her thrusting never stops, as she makes eye contact with one of her best friends. “I don’t see you complaining anymore Stars, your pole is pretty tall right now.” Natasha rolls her eyes, a disgusted groan falling from her lips as she watches Steve flush in embarrassment.

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Her magic is gentle as it tightens around you, lifting you into the air forcing you to follow behind the witch. Settling into the soft cushions of the couch makes you feel at ease, gazing up at your Sokovian as she mutters something under her breath. Her crimson eyes are scanning down your body, the mystical mist swirling around you two as she finishes what you realize is a spell.

By the time she finally makes eye contact with you the forest green you adore is back, and you smile cheekily up at her. Wanda turns on the television, before settling behind you in the corner of the large couch. You’re dragged flush against her and you shiver as her breath hits your ear. “Look at the screen Detka.” Displayed on the screen is the groupchat where Natasha has FRIDAY sending you live updates of the meeting that she was in, but instead of boring notes you notice different videos and pictures of Kate. She’s in flimsy clothes and before you know it she’s on table getting played with.

You aren’t even aware of how audible the whines coming from deep within your throat are, entirely too focused on the grumpy feeling of being left out. Cold hands slip under your shirt causing you to flinch, but the witch is rubbing comforting circles on your soft stomach. “Now Little One, settle down and Mommy will help you.” Her nails are dragging slowly and softly across your torso, tickling slightly. It’s light and usually it wouldn’t do that much for you, but your body is reacting a lot and it causes your head to swim. “You’re already so squirmy, Toy. What’s got you so worked up?” Her voice is entirely too sweet, but your brain is already so fuzzy.

Eyelids heavy and your jaw slack as you just whimper pitifully. Trying to shove your face into her neck but her free hand grips your jaw, squishing your face as she forces you to look at the television again. She drags her nails up, giggling as your hips jerk the closer she gets to your breasts. Scratching across a strained nipple, Wanda chuckles as you whine and gasp freely but awkwardly with your scrunched up mouth. Palming at your other neglected breast, and purposely letting her arm rub against the breast she just abandoned, the brunette nips at your shoulder. “Do you want to know a secret?”

She’s moving your head, forcing you to nod but praising you nonetheless. Her hand is traveling back down your body now but you can feel her magic now, vibrating against you as it gains power and grows. The fire that Wanda leaves whenever she touches you burns, bright and everlasting, but the way her magic sets your entire body ablaze was unmatched. Nothing felt better and it always immediately left you needy.

Her hand is slipping into your pants, glad to have dressed you in loose clothing. She’s letting her fingers press into you as she purposefully moves flamboyantly inside the baggy sweats. The heat radiating from your dripping cunt can be felt even through your panties, useless as they were now ruined. Dragging her nail across the waistband of your cute purple underwear, courtesy of Kate, she uses her grip on your chin to turn your head some. Licking a stripe up your cheek, leaving a kiss on your temple as she smiles widely against you. “I can’t take all the credit for how drenched you are, Мой красивый ангел.” Her eyes flick towards the television, chuckling as she watches Natasha thrust the baton into the archer. It’s wet and filthy, even without the audio you can see the way the younger brunette is dripping onto the table.

Your fuzzy mind struggles to comprehend her words, eyebrows scrunching as you try to shake your head free. The witch just tuts, humming at your measly attempt at breaking out of her grip. “Mommy…please” Your plea is jumbled, distorted by how she’s squishing your cheeks up and leaving your mouth hanging open. Drool has started falling from your lips, leaving wet marks all over your shirt.

Even though she hasn’t touched you, you can feel the coil in your stomach is tight. The warmth in your belly is steadily rising, spreading through your body. She’s pressing against your pelvis now, letting her fingers leave impressions as she plays with your reactions. “Moooommy pleaseee” Her voice taunts you, a high pitched fake whine falling from her overly pouty lips.

Cloudy unfocused eyes try their hardest to search the room for anything that would give you an idea to help you persuade her to touch you, but all you see is the scarlet mist starting to settle across the entire couch. Tapping against your squishy cheek is your only warning as Wanda shoves your face back towards the screen, “Don’t worry little one, your Daddy will take care of you. Mommy is just here to make sure everything goes as planned.”

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Watching as Kate’s body stretches to take the baton makes Natasha chuckle, but each time someone moves the archer’s muscles tense. “Still paying so much attention to those around you, little bitch? When you should be completely and fully focused on me?” Snarling down at her, the widow moves her beloved weapon faster. “I know you’re close, and I know deep down you’re already ready to beg me to cum but my sweet naive little mutt won’t be asking me. You like everyone else’s eyes on you so much so go ahead and ask them.”

Kate’s eyes widen, body flailing a bit but the sting of the blade piercing her collarbone makes her freeze. “Хозяин, please I’ll be good.” Her body is obviously betraying her as her thighs start shaking, and broken whimpers falling from her lips as she babbles incoherently. Forest eyes blink, slowly and intently, listening to the mumbled words.

The ginger just hovers above her, leaning heavier and heavier against her collarbone. A smug, entirely too wide smile stretches Natasha’s face. Letting the knife clatter as she drops it onto the table, the assassin leans up onto her knees before pulling the dripping wet baton out of the younger girl. “Knees now.” The command is muttered, barely audible as she waits for the brunette to shakily pull herself up. Tangling the raven hair into her fist yanking her head back until all the room could see her tear stained face, flushed as her entire body heaves trying to regain composure.

An absolutely filthy moan tears through Kate’s throat when the widow lightly taps the baton against her clit, a small shock of electricity shooting through her body. Her entire body lurches forward, almost tumbling face first into the table but the fingers tangled in her hair keep her up on her knees. “Show off that pretty face, mutt. They all want to see it.” The baton slips a bit as Natasha tries to push it back into the archer, leaving the girl shaking in anticipation. Letting the cool metal slide through the wetness, dragging ragged breaths from the brunette before pushing the baton back into her.

Not letting her have a moment to re-adjust, Natasha puts her entire body into rutting the weapon into Kate immediately dragging her back dangling over the edge. The pace is brutal, but it drains all of the archer’s thoughts and pulls her back under the fog. Her ocean eyes glaze over as she lets her body sway and jerk along with the widow. “Be a good slut and ask these nice people if you can come for them.” The widow’s mouth grazes against her ear, relishing in the trembles that wrack the brunette’s body.

It takes a few minutes and a few different tries as Kate sobs her way through asking each Avenger and agent in the room, struggling through moans. Natasha mostly just gives silent praise with each person that she gets through until she sees Carol sitting forward, a muted excitement as she waits for her turn.

A cold glare goes ignored as the captain’s entire focus is on Kate, so when it’s her turn the widow yanks the archer’s head up painfully–cutting off her words. “Now now Little Mutt, you wouldn’t wanna do something to make me mad at this point of time; would you?” The tone of her voice makes the brunette babble, sobbing out apologies and promises to skip the Kree hybrid. Once Natasha is satisfied and her counterpart has continued asking permission to the last bit of the group, the ginger focuses on pushing her farther over the edge.

Rough and scratchy voice almost completely pulls Kate from her warm fuzzy mindset, drying her eyes almost immediately as she fights against her instincts. The way her handler is fucking into her distracts her just enough, but as the older agent speaks the nerves near the base of her neck sends pain running along her body. He’s toying with her, acting like he isn’t sure if she should be allowed to cum. Everyone else is loving it, eating up his confidence to mess with Romanoff’s property, but only the ginger sees the internal battle that the young Avenger is having.

“Enough. You’ve lost your privilege, such a pathetic excuse of a man can’t even make up his mind.” She’s pulling Kate up, letting her adjust so that she’s comfortably laying back against her torso. The widow has her hand wrapped tightly around her throat as she thrusts the baton, roughly and as best as she can at such an awkward angle. “Ignore the rest of them little mutt. You can cum, you’re going to cum. Just for me now.” It doesn’t take much more, just the whispering against the raven haired girl’s ear to let her fall beneath that foggy wave in her head. “Cum for your хозяин. Be my good girl and cum for me.”

It’s all too much, all too quick, as Kate’s brain starts drowning underneath the weight of her own thoughts. Her brain is fighting against the warmth and the mist that Natasha is trying to settle her into, and it’s frustrating as her body hasn’t quite caught up to her thoughts. She earned this orgasm but she won’t be able to enjoy it if her brain won’t shut off. Unsure of when a steady stream of tears started flowing down her cheeks, Kate wasn’t even sure of her own feelings and couldn’t sort her own brain out.

She knew that her body was nearing the end of its ability to fight off the impending orgasm, and she wanted it more than anything–no she needed it this time. Through the war in her brain the archer doesn’t even realize that her body is shaking, cumming around the baton. She doesn’t even register that she's babbling out thank yous, or slouched bonelessly against Natasha. Kate doesn’t even take note of the praise, only coming back to the present when the widow’s baton leaves a searing line along her torso.

Her eyes finally focus as she takes in the now empty room, abs still twitching from the shocks from the baton. “There’s my mutt, I thought you would be stuck in your head forever.” The widow’s voice is quiet, mumbling against her shoulder where she is looking down at her body. Slowing trailing the cum covered baton across her thighs. “You did so good for me today, but your brain went somewhere.” Blue electricity snaps as it travels along the baton, nipping at Kate’s thighs in bursts of pain. Strings of cum acting as the perfect conductor to supercharge the strikes, the pain sending the archer deeper into the fog she was searching for earlier.

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Your legs were spread open, Wanda’s overlapping them to keep you as still as possible. Her arm was wrapped around your torso and her free hand was tangled in your hair, tugging your head back to leave your pulsepoint open. “You're so pretty when you’re desperate. Such a miserable little toy when no one is around to play with you. Isn’t that right?” Her voice is muffled against your jaw, where her teeth are nipping at the thin stretched skin.

All of your senses are overwhelmed, the crimson smog has infiltrated your entire body and everything is just obscenely sensitive. You can barely keep your eyes open to watch the way Kate is being fucked, Natasha smug as ever; but you can feel it. Every single movement and thrust, it’s like your Daddy is right there between your legs. It’s not enough though, and Wanda knows this. Her magic leaves you wanting more, leaving you just out of reach of what you really want.

Helpless as she holds you tight, you can feel her hardened nipples against your back and it makes you entirely too aware of the effect this is having on her. The more you wiggle against her, your butt snug against her covered center, the more she lets out feebly concealed groans but you both can feel her wetness soaking through the layers between you.

You can feel the way Natasha is dangling Kate over the edge, the way her muscles are tight and shaky with anticipation. It isn’t enough. It’s never enough. When you feel Wanda laugh behind you, stroking at your stomach in mock comfort, you can’t help the pathetic whine that tumbles from your lips. The grip in your hair tightens when you try to look at her, only getting a flash of the ruby eyes you’re forbidden from looking into. Slipping under the waistband of your sweats, the hand that tried to comfort you teases at your neglected clit; easing under your panties.

Begging comes easy when she swipes past the place you need most, rubbing at the spot where your thigh starts. You aren’t entirely sure what words are comprehensible, but your mouth can’t catch up to your brain. No words could truly get across what you felt, your body only feeling the ghosts of actions happening a state away short circuiting your thoughts. Seemingly Wanda takes mercy on you, letting her palm settle on your clit and two fingers to dip into you.

She doesn’t move, not even an inch after she settles her hand comfortably. “I said I would help, but that doesn’t mean I will be doing all the work. Show Mommy how much you want to cum.” Your hips are moving before she even finishes her words, grinding down onto her. Your eyes roll back, relief flooding your system as you finally feel something real.

Intoxication, once again, is the only way you can describe it. The way she reels you in, and lets the line out, is deliberate and smart. Leaving you hanging until you are delirious with need, a pliable toy for her to play with. She builds you up, fanning the fire that grows with each push and pull. It’s slow and leaves you completely at her mercy, brain completely flooded with thoughts of only Wanda–just as she likes and just as she knows only she can.

It doesn’t take much, your neglected clit grinding against the calloused heel of her hand and your cunt trying to suck in her fingers with a dire need. You can just make out Kate desperately clawing at Natasha, a sure sign that she’s about to fall over the edge. You feel her orgasm building before your own, too focused on knowing what she is feeling that when your own coil shatters it’s a mindblowing surprise. The intense fire ripples out over your body, washing you in a heat that over takes your entire body as it shakes and shudders.

Relishing in the high as you float along the overwhelming bliss it’s a complete ambush when Wanda’s hand slaps down on your pussy, sending a searing pain through your body. Startling you and effectively ending your orgasm early, the beginnings of a tantrum are on the tip of your tongue when you feel the ghost of Kate’s coil shattering. Causing an intense empty feeling, as your brain reacts to something that your body can no longer feel and you roll around in between the witch’s legs miserably.

An unamused look is the only response you receive as she watches you, waiting for you to realize that you won’t be getting any sympathy from her. Settling for your best doe eyed look and cute pouty lip, you gaze up at Wanda. “Don’t give me that look, Malyshka. You’re lucky a ruined orgasm is all you get for how bratty you were earlier.” The tilt of her head silences your arguments, though you know that she hears them when she raises an eyebrow at you.

Rolling her eyes, Wanda switches the television to some random animated movie with a flick of her wrist. “You did very good, Little One, but you did need to be punished. I told you that those bad thoughts you had were punishment enough for the time being, but that time expired and you needed to be reminded of your place.” Her tone was soft, but reprimanding and it made you shrink in on yourself. You knew your training and you knew what your role was in this dynamic, and while the others found amusement in your brattiness you knew that Wanda had trained you better than that. “My prized toy, this was just a bump in the road. I know we have had a few of those recently, but everything is a learning curve.”

Nodding your head as you listen, you move around so that you can curl up on her lap. Wanting to find more comfort you shove your face into her neck, sucking on the muscle in her neck as you listen. Enjoying the way it vibrates, an extra thing to ground you, as she continues to talk. She’s deterred from her explanation, knowing there was no reason to spend too long berating you after your talk earlier as well. Instead she’s talking about her day and the random things that you have missed from your time apart. The two of you see each other most days of the week, but sometimes your schedules just don’t mix well or other plans get in the way so you always enjoyed hearing about the small details of what you may have missed.

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You’re half asleep curled up in the huge bed, the sounds of rain tapping against the window of the master bedroom in the penthouse when Kate starts sitting up. Shoving your face into the pillow she abandons, you try to keep your eyes closed for as long as possible but the moment she’s poking at you that idea goes out the window. “Have…you ever thought about like.. the future?”

Rubbing at your eyes, you push yourself up to lean against her. Reaching out to grab her hands, tangling your fingers together so that she can’t tug at the loose thread on the blanket anymore. The silence wrapped around the two of you like a heavy blanket, and even though you wanted to stay awake you could feel sleep creeping back into your head. Clearing your throat, “Our future?”

You watch as Kate’s eyes twitch, uncertainty filling her features but she stays silent. The midnight blue cloudy with sleep and fear. Tracing patterns along her arm, giving yourself some time to wake up as much as possible and put some thoughts together. “My love..” Your hand is reaching up before you realize, tilting her chin down to look at you. “I’m not going to lie. Thoughts about the general future are.. Not really in my vision right now. Most of my energy is going into finishing school and getting a raise at work.” You watch your girlfriend’s throat bob, swallowing down whatever emotion she’s feeling. “But you… you’re always right there. Nothing makes sense, all my thoughts are all over the place and I feel like I’m constantly drowning; but Kate you’re the only thing that never wavers.”

“What…what about Wanda and Natasha?” The question lingers in the air. Your mouth opening and closing, your brain unable to wrap itself around the weight of the insinuation behind such a simple sentence. The past four years should be enough to show where you stood in their lives, but you were never one to have confidence in history.

The clock ticks, steady, as you struggle to answer. The heavy thoughts from a few days ago are still fresh in your mind, an unhealthy habit that you never truly broke free of. No matter the words spoken to you, or sent to you since then, you can’t shake the feelings deep rooted within you. The longer the two of you sit there in silence, the faster the warmth from the comforter escapes causing you to shiver in the cold of the night. Kate is pulling you back down onto the bed, letting you curl into her.

Sharing a lazy, sleep heavy kiss makes your heart stutter. Pulling away to see her dark eyes, illuminated in the moonlight that leaks into the room behind the curtain. Breathless as you blush furiously under her attention, her eyes spoke of all the love she held for you and the devotion was overwhelming the longer you got lost in the sparkling navy. Finally looking away you let your head fall against her chest, listening to her heart beat; smiling at the slightly too fast thumps.

There in the silence, wrapped in the safety of the love of your life’s arms, you say the words you never dared utter out loud before. “I’m whatever they want me to be..that’s..the only thing I ever truly know of them.”

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cupoftaae · 1 year

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Growing Pains (KTH drabble)

Summary- You and Taehyung discover the struggles of parenthood as you take on the task of raising your 3 month old daughter, Kiyomi.

Warnings- mentions of postpartum struggles and attachment issues

word count- 1.6k

A/N- Hi guys! so after Ladybug got so much love I decided to make a another drabble to continue their storyline, this takes place months after their daughter is born. Hope you enjoy it!

Taehyung woke up to the sounds of crying. He sat up and looked over at his clock, it was 4:32am, and you werent in the bed.

Groaning, he pushed the covers back and began walking down the hall into his daughters room, finding you on the floor with her in your arms.

"Im sorry we woke you, go back to bed" you whisper, noticing the sudden appearance of your husband in the room. "are you guys alright?" he asked, ignoring your previous demand as he walked further in and sat next to you, eyes still sleepy from the abrupt awakening.

You sigh and gently rock the small baby in your arms as she wailed, becoming frustrated yourself. "she wont stop" you exhale, finally looking at taehyung. "maybe shes hungry?" he suggested, moving his hand to wipe away his baby's tears.

"She wont latch...so I dont think she is...I also changed her and put her in a lighter onesie incase she was too hot" you gesture to the new outfit on Kiyomi, of course taehyung smiled at the ladybug printed fabric.

"let me see her" he whispered, gently taking the frail 3 month old out of your arms. "Hi baby, you giving mommy a hard time again?" he kissed all over her face before pulling her against him, her tiny head resting on his shoulder as his hand rubbed her back.

"im so tired" your hands run over the front of your face, knowing you return to work tomorrow afternoon and not only would you be exhausted, you would be missing your baby.

Since Kiyomi was born, youve been home every single day making sure she was taken care of, of course Taehyung has been an excellent help as well, and you probably wouldnt have been able to do this without him, yet at the same time you couldnt express your fears of going back to work after maternity leave....you didnt want to let him down or make him feel like you didnt trust him. It wasnt ever about trust, it was about going hours and hours without being able to make sure your daughter was okay. What happens if she needs mommy? What happens if she starts to cry and he cant differentiate it from a hunger cry, dirty diaper cry, or a tired cry?

"go back to sleep, i'll take care of her" he yawned and stood up, one hand reaching down to help you to your feet.

"I cant sleep" you sigh, walking over to rearrange her crib and the blankets. "cant we just keep her in our room tonight? she can sleep in our bed" you finish.

Taehyung gently rocked her around as he paced the room, the small cries slowing down. "baby I thought we agreed its better for her to be in her own room, she is gonna be too dependant on us.....and why cant you sleep? you just said you were tired-"

"because I have a list of things I need to do Taehyung!" you turn around, "I have to pump because she didnt want to eat, and I need to make sure you have enough milk for tomorrow, plus extra just incase, and then I need to put my work clothes in the washer because I forgot, then dry them, and you know what?" you throw your hands up as you walked over and took your daughter "shes only 3 months old, theres no harm in having her in our bed, who cares! she wont even remember anyways" you scoff and walk out of the room.

You didnt mean to snap on him like that, in fact you felt bad as soon as you left her bedroom. Taehyung is a great dad and an even better husband, but you still found yourself unable to stay calm when the list of things piled on, you didnt know how everything was going to go tomorrow, and you were stressed.

"hey...Im sorry if I said anything to upset you" he whispered as he finally walked into your shared bedroom, his daughter now asleep on the comforter as you sat and tried to pump milk.

sighing, you turn to look at him. "I didnt mean to act like that...you didnt do anything wrong, im just on edge"

He slowly walked over and sat on the bed next to you, careful of the sleeping baby in front of him. "whats going on, sweetheart?"

You didnt respond right away, instead you shrugged and looked down at Kiyomi, feeling those stupid tears resurface to your eyes again. "talk to me angel..." he rubbed your back.

"I dont want to leave her" you spoke in a choked whisper, wiping your cheek quickly. "What do you mean?" he calmly responded.

"Work tomorrow, I dont want to go....I havent been away from her since she was born. Ive had 3 months but im not ready." you take a breath, gathering your thoughts. "I went to the supermarket yesterday to buy dinner by myself, and almost had a panic attack because I realized she wasnt with me"

"my love, its okay to feel like this you know?" he rubbed your back softly, his chest tightening upon hearing your struggles. "sounds like you might be experiencing some separation anxiety,"

"I wanna work from home" you protest, shaking your head. "I cant leave her, and Its not about you not being a good parent- because you are so good, probably better than me" you chuckle lightly, "I just need it for myself....I need to see her. I spent 9 months taking care of her, I knew where she was at all times, and now that shes actually here I get so worried something will happen"

"i know sweetheart, I know" his hand ran through your hair as you spoke, "If you really want to look for a job that allows you to work from home, i'll support you all the way, you know that....but I really think its important to go tomorrow at least, to tell them about whats going on"

You leaned against your husband, glad he was supporting you in such a vulnerable moment. "why cant I just call them tomorrow?" you sniffle

"because I think its good to just go in, the smaller steps you take, even if its just a day, will probably make things easier for you."

"mm....just tomorrow?" you look at him

"Just tomorrow, then you dont ever have to see that place if you dont want to, you can stay home and i'll pamper you both"

You giggled and shook your head, "no, I wanna work....just not outside the house"

"and I support that" he gently lifted your chin so he could kiss you.

You smiled and kissed him back, watching him carefully as you pulled away.

"You are so beautiful, I swear motherhood made you even more attractive than you already were" he grinned

you raised an eyebrow, looking down at yourself before looking at him, "are you kidding me? I have a suction cup attached to my tit right now, and my hair needs to be washed....dont even try to say I look good" you shook your head as you noticed the bottle was full, taking off the pump and pulling your shirt down as you crewed the cap on.

"Ah you dont see yourself how I see you, the fact you go through so much for our baby is what is beautiful to me, and just for the record, you could never shower again and i'd buy all the nose plugs in the world just so I could be near you and call you cute"

"shut uppppp" you whine and lean against the pillow, "thanks though....fatherhood looks good on you"

"now thank you, but we both can tell that its not physically" he laughed and stood, putting his hands on his belly. "sympathy weight" he patted his stomach, making you laugh.

"Hey, I didnt do that to you!" you retort

"Yes! you insisted that I eat with you every time you had a craving, and what did I do?"

"ate with me" you smile

"yeah, except you were eating and it went to the baby" he chuckled, "mine went to my stomach area"

"hey I think dad bods are sexy" you nudge him

he rolled his eyes jokingly and wrapped you in his embrace, both of you looking down at your finally sleeping daughter.

"next kid, you deal with those cravings alone" he teased, hand gently squeezing you closer.

You smiled brightly at his words, you couldnt handle another child right now, especially with your current mental state, but you knew in the next 3 years you would enjoy having a second baby.

"thats not gonna be for a while bubs, relax" you patted his thigh

"what if she gets lonely" he looks at you

"are you serious" you laugh, squishing his face "shes 3 months, plus she has us, and tannie. I promise she will be well entertained until we have another kid"

He huffed and slouched down, making you giggle.

He sat up and grabbed his phone, turning the video on as he began filming his sleeping baby. "I havent recorded anything in a bit, well thats a lie, I recorded her yesterday when I was playing airplane and she ended up puking on me"

Your giggles are heard off camera before he faces it towards you "Oh its funny huh?"

"shh, youre gonna wake her" you quickly cover the camera to hide yourself before he continues to ramble on about your baby. He's been doing this since that day you both found out you were expecting Kiyomi, and it still warms your heart to see a man so in love with his creation of life.

He was your rock, and she was your ladybug, and perhaps you would be okay after all.

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yigashimei · 26 days

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This is it! The part two! Enjoy!

Maki Zenin(?) x fem! reader

You cut your ribbon, it hurts for her to see that, yet that is what she wanted... right?

Why did it have to come to this? Why did she have to push you this far?

Was it the right thing? Or not?

What would she do now?

Warnings⚠️: Angst and Fluff at the end

'It's too bright!' is what you first thought when you woke up, your arm hurts and your head was pounding like crazy, it felt like you were inside a nightmare

But looking around you were unfamiliar with the place where you were in, it seems like this is a dorm of some sort yet your guard was up

Not knowing who dragged you here fear hits you, the last thing you remembered was the girl named Maki and you cutting you soulmate ribbon

...Right you cut your ribbon, it's her wish yet why does it still hurts to do so? What is because you were looking forward to having a relationship with your soulmate?

Whatever the reason was, you did not want to know it now do anything about it, you just have one thought in your mind 'I have to get out of here!'

With a new found energy despite just Woking up, you stood up and went straight for the door, thankfully it wasn't locked and that you were dressed in some sort, even if it looks like a oversize hoodie and some shorts that barely made it to your knees

Opening the door you saw a hallway that seems like it was plucked out of a movie, it was very old due to the design and the wood coloring, yet it was very clean and well maintained to your eyes

Walking slowly you used the wall for supporting die to your wounds hurting once again after just waking up, even if it hurts you pushed through, you have to get out of there and fast

You did not know what the person who brought you here wanted, nor did you know them and if it was that woman, then it might just break your heart once again

Getting rejected by her, without even getting to know her, then having your ribbon cut, it was all crashing down on you, the reality of now not having a soulmate but also getting rejected hurts

'Why? Of all people, why did it have to be me?! What did I do to suffer this?!' you asked yourself while tears built in your eyes and started to fall down your cheek while you walk through the hallway

It's was terrifying, just thinking of a world without the person that was supposed to love you and stay with you

A world where you were never given a chance and was outright rejected in the day you meet, a world where you felt that you have no more purpose or any other things to do than just be there

Yo wish that maybe this was all just a silly dream, that you are about to wake up soon and find that your soulmate never rejected you nor did you cut your ribbon just for her

But alas, the world is nothing but cruel to your fragile and broken heart, maybe in your next life you can have another chance, you can have another soulmate that treat you rightfully and wont reject you, will love and take care of you, will be beside you till the time of death came

Yet why is it that everything goes wrong for you?

Did you deserve this?

Why?

Why??

WHY???

WHY?!?!

Tears suddenly fell from your eyes to the floor, your vision going blur, you stopped and leaned your body to the wall taking deep breaths too replenish your oxygen

It was getting hard to breath, your lungs felt like it was being crushed by stone tablets

Tears kept falling from your eyes to your cheek it was getting a bit hazy in your view, it feels like everything was spinning non stop and you were starting to feel dizzy

Yet despite that you wanted to continue on and leave this place

You wanted to get out of here and get to the safety of your home, cry your self to sleep and forget any of this ever happened, just wishing that it was all but a painful and hurtful dream

There were voices, you did not know if it was your hazy mind playing tricks on you, but it sounded so familiar

Why?

'Who is talking? It's getting a bit noisy, shut up pls' you thought, even though you were feeling weak, you managed to open your eyes when you heard rapid footsteps going to your current location

Some shouts were heard and when you opened your eyes, that is when you have managed to catch a glimpse of that beautiful forest green hair and golden sun eyes

It was mesmerizing, yet your vision was getting blurry, even so you pushed through and stood up to run and get out of here

But it seems like fate has other plans for you today, having only woken up a few minutes ago, your body seems to have denied your request to stand up and run

Your hand that was supporting you slipped and you lost your balance, closing your eyes you braced yourself for the incoming impact of the floor, yet you felt nothing, no pain or whatsoever

"Got ya" that seductive voice brushed behind your ear and your face exploded to a hundred shades of red and your knees suddenly lost its strength, causing you to fall to the floor

Her hand was holding you from your waist, supporting you and letting you down slowly rather than abruptly to the floor

"Are you alright?" her voice was smooth and laced with worry, it then made you think 'Why?'

Looking behind, you saw her with her two companions behind her, those golden eyes were full of worry, yet questions lingered in your mind

'Why are you so worried?' just by looking at her mad you want to believe that this is nothing but a dream

Yet you yourself know that it was too real to be a dream, everything about her was too damn real, and it angered you

"Why do you care?" your question caught her off guard, "Of course I will care! I am your-..."

She really can't say soulmate after the recent events that lead to this, yet why does it feel right to say that?

"Your my what? May I remind you we have nothing between us that you can use as evidence that we are connected in any way possible, so please, stop saying things that wasn't there" your words stung her so much

Yet she knew you were right, after all she was the reason you were now here, without a soulmate because of her

"I know, sorry it just came out" her explanation was disgusting to your ears, yet sweet and tempting at the same time

"What happened? Where am I? And what did you do?" your questions were all that was heard before she smiled at your direction

"You collapsed that's what happened, you are at Jujutsu High School right now and I merely changed your clothes after Ieri-san checked and bandaged your wounds up" she explained

You tried to stand up knmy to slide back down again, you would have fallen on your ass, but luckily her hand wrapped at your waist keeping you steady

You did not deny the help while she assisted you on standing up, making sure you were fine before letting go but not going that far away from you

"Let's get you back to the room, you are still injured and it's best to rest so that you can have enough strength and energy" Panda said before guiding you back to the room where you woke up

Maki didn't have the courage to go with you two but Inumaki stopped her and made sure that she came to the room where you were being led top

Once inside panda helped you get settled in back to the bed, you didn't lay down just sit there looking at your surroundings

"Why did you bring me here?" the question came out more cold than you initially thought "So that you could recover more quickly, with our doctor here we knew she will be able to help you in recovering" Panda answered

"I want to go home" it was the only thing that came out of your mouth "You can't, not right now at least, you're still injured and weak at the moment, you need to stay here and rest till you get better" Panda once again answered his voiced laced with worry for both the you and his friend

But at the same time he could not help but get mad at Maki for telling such things to you and feel pity at what you have experienced, yet he knows why Maki did that

She was scared

Panda knows this all too well, Maki was really glad, yet instead of saying those things to you she chose to distance herself because she was scared

She was scared that if her family knew you will received discrimination and maybe some threats to your life, she doesn't want that to happen

She is scared that if your family found out that she was disowned by her own family the will say things that will hurt you, so she made that decision

He decision to cut ties with you, it might seem like she did not care one bit, but for her it was like her world shattered and was burn to ashes, this was also her dream

Her dream to see and have a life with her soulmate, a life where you two can live happily and more peacefully, a life where she does not need to be scared anymore, a life where she does not need to distance herself from you and end up hurting both of you at the process of it

She wants that life, a life she saw with the people who she either pass by or people she knows, those people who are happy with their soulmate, those people that does not need to be scared and have to hide away

Those were the kinds of people she admired, she holds them in high regards, yet she also envy them, after all she wished she could have that life with you

Yet she knew she ruined it already, just looking at you right now without the red ribbon connecting you to her hurts her

Maybe, she really does not deserve you after all, you were kind, funny and beautiful in her eyes, someone she will always love even if she was the reason she wont be able to do that now

"Maki!" a voice pulled her out of her trance "What?" she asked looking at her friends that was looking back at her "I called you like 3 times already, well that aside" he paused before continuing with a sigh "She wasn't to talk with you alone so Toge and I will be outside, call us if you need us"

Panda left dragging the shorter male with him "Kelp?" he asked his friend "Wait what?" the girl looked back at them before shouting "Get your asses back in here!" "Talk with her! We will wait here!" shouted by Panda before closing the door

'What the hell was he thinking?! That idiot! She hates me! He should have not left me here with her!' she kept saying to herself

"Are you going to look at me now?" you asked, waiting for her to acknowledge you so that you both can talk, even without the ribbon, she was your soulmate, and you want to know her reason, why she pushed you away

She had no choice, she then turned around and looked at you, you then stood up and walked to her, she wanted to run and get out of here, but she knew she had to do this, she had to face you one way or another sooner or later

She didn't even budge, she just stood there while you walked to her, by the time you stopped looking you can clearly see the height difference you both had

"Your quite tall and muscular despite being a female" your voice startled her, she then looked down at you she was 170 cm or 5'7 while you were 160 cm or 5'3

"Skip that, why did you want to talk with me?" she asked while keeping her stoic expression on, she was making sure you would not be able to read her

"I wanted to ask something" you started but paused before turning around and walking back to the bed and sitting down, you continued while looking at the window, the rays of the sun reflecting you and in Maki's view it was like an angel had descended on earth

"Why did you not want to have me as your soulmate, Maki-san?" your question made her flatter, she knew it was coming yet she did not have the heart to listen to you ask her that kind of question, because she herself is still questioning her own mind for making that decision

"..." silence overtook the room, it was thick while you were waiting that answer from her "Are you going to talk or not?" you asked her frozen state standing Infront of you

"My question was simple, why did you not want me ask your soulmate?" you asked once more "Is that question so hard to answer Maki-san?" you continued when she did not answer once again

"What did I do to deserve this Maki-san? Have I made something that made you hate me? As far as I know, we have just met" again it was silent, she refused to answer you yet she can feel her heart shattering to more pieces, it was hard, this was hard for her

"Please answer me, its like I'm talking with air here, my question isn't that hard Maki-san" you continued "Maki-san please, just answer me!" you raised your voice, hearing this surprised her

"I was scared!" in that moment she revealed her real reason, why she wanted to break the ribbon between the both of you, why she forced herself to say those hurtful words, why she even think those things

It was then silent before it was broken by your words "W-what? What the heck do you mean your scared?!" anger overtook you 'Her scared? Yeah right! This girl is just messing with me that's it!' you thought while looking at her with a glare

"I was scared.... I was scared that if my family found out I was your soulmate, bad things might come your way, I was scared that you would get involved with my family, I was scared that if you found out I am just like you an ordinary student with no ability to see curses without these glasses like Panda or Toge you would leave me" she said, tears build up on her eyes

You were shocked by her revelation "What?" you asked, your voice low "That's right! This soulmate of yours is scared, she is a coward! That is why I never wanted for you to have a connection to me!" she continued her words

"That's why I told those things to you out of my own will, every time I see you with your eyes falling to a set of tears, all I wanted was to just take it all back!" her words was laces with anger, not to you but to herself

"I wanted you far from me, so that you can be safe! So, I am sorry you got stuck with someone like me as your soulmate! But I really like you to the point I am willing to so all this for you to be safe... So please, lets forget this ever happened" her words rung to your ears

You were silent and she took that as your agreement and silently started to walk away from you "Hopefully you can find a more suitable soulmate than me and I am sorry for what I did, but in my opinion it was the best choice for your own safety" before she could leave you talked

"Who are you to tell me that?" she stopped and looked back at you "What?" you looked at her dead in the eye "Who the hell asked you to do that?! I never wanted you to do that!" you shouted back at her "All I ever wanted was to be with my soulmate! My dream! You have no right to tell me that!"

She looked surprised, your words made her heart skip a beat for a moment "What?" you looked at her, she can see anger and passion flickering through your eyes, and when you look at her you could see she was happy, a flickering fear and sadness lingering

"I don't care what your family thinks! I only wanted to have a life with you! I never wanted to cut our ribbon!" you confessed, tears streaming down your eyes that made her more surprise

"H-hey, why are you crying?" she went near the bed and kneels in front of you "What do you want? I will do anything just.... just don't cry please, you look more beautiful smiling and laughing" she commented and wiped the tears falling down your eyes to your cheeks

"You idiot!" you shouted and kept on crying "All I wa-wanted was to meet you! T-to be able to build a c-connection with my s-soulmate!" you told her while tears kept on spilling no matter how much you try to stop them

"All I e-ver wanted was to h-have a happy connection with my s-soulmate! No matter who t-they are or what they do! No matter who hated them or w-ho liked them! I wouldn't even change anything in them!" her eyes widened at your confession

"S-sure you're a jerk for saying those things to me, but no m-atter what happened you were al-ways my soulmate! Nothing will change that, not e-even this stupid soulmate ribbon that co-connects us!" her voice echoed through the room

"No matter how much I try to forget a-about you, get mad at you or just st-raight up curse at you I can't! Because you are always there, in the b-ottom of my heart! There is always that spot in my heart that a-always belonged to you!" This made her more guilty than she already is

Your tears are now full sobs, looking at you she can feel her eyes watering at your confession, her heart aches of guilt and sadness, she never meant this to happen

Out of her guilt and her growing love for you she hugged you so tight, it was full of warmth and love something you have only received from your parents

You hugged back glad that she could finally accept you as her soulmate "I'm so sorry I said those things to you" her voice brushed by your ears "I want to start over with you" is all she said before she cupped you tear stained cheek and look deep into your eyes "That is if you ever want to accept me back? Even tho I'm a jerk?" she asked and all you could do was nod and wrapped your arms around her neck, while her lips found yours

The kiss was full of love, something you always dreamed of, it was definitely a dream come true for you and for your soulmate Maki Zenin

Out of the corner of your eye you could see your broken ribbon from your pinky, the cutted end was glowing and getting longer till you weren't able to see it anymore

Air was needed and you both pulled away from each other, she put her hand on your cheek and looked deep at your eyes with love, yet a glow caught both your attention

"W-what?" the soulmate ribbon you both shared was fixed and connected to each other "It's fixed?" she asked with a shaky voice, afraid this was all but a dream "It is..." you trailed off

Looking back at the ribbon tied to your soulmate made you happy, she was yours again and this time you weren't letting her go, and neither will she do the same

"Looks like you're stuck with me now" her voice rang through your ears making you look at her with a smile "Looks like I am" you answered while tightening your arms on her neck "But I wouldn't have it any other way" you kisses her "Me too"

And you both shared a sweet and passionate kiss, a deal that symbolizes your love for her and hers to you

This is how your story begins in a new chapter this time with a soulmate that you know will love you till end

Tag list • @nana90azevedo

Thank you for all the support

-Mei

#Mei Stories #JJK #Jujutsu Kaisen #Maki Zenin #Reader #Maki x Reader

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peekaboo-icyou · 1 year

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“Cramps”

So you’ve been on your period for a couple days now and your cramps have gotten worse and worse. You didn’t sleep all night because of how bad you felt, so when Wilbur woke up at 4:30-5:00am to get ready for work he gently shook you awake “baby…wake up…” your eyes fluttered open and you groan “hm…” he smiles softly “do you need me to stay home today and take care of you?..” you shake your head softly “I-I don’t want you to miss work because of me plus your men have been doing your work because you’ve been staying home with me” he sighs “will you be ok?” You nod, he sighs and gets up and gets ready for work and you fall back asleep, 20 minutes later you hear him trying to quietly sneak beside you and set a few things on your bedside table “Wil?…what are you doing?…” he mutters something angrily because he woke you up “I was just getting a few things to help you feel better…” your heart melts because of this “t-thank you baby I’ll see you when you get home…” he kisses you softly and he kisses you before quietly walking away and shutting the bedroom door behind him. 3 hours later you get out of bed after suffering for 2 hours of not being able to get up without feeling like you just got stabbed 37 times in the stomach, and right after you got out of bed you got back in bed and watched movies while drinking tea and laying on a heating pad until you felt the worst pain you have ever felt before, when Wilbur got home he went up to your shared bedroom and when he opened the door he was met with you curled up in a ball sobbing, he quickly ran over to you “baby what’s wrong?” He cradles you in his arms “shhhh…it’s ok baby please calm down and tell me what’s wrong…” you sniffle “I-it hurts…” he runs his fingers through your hair “I know love I know…just let me take care of you” he Carrie’s you to the bathroom and sets you down on the counter before turning on the bath and pours bubbles and rose peddle and a bath bomb in the bath “do you need anything else my love?” “C-can you get in with me?” He smiles “of course darling” he undresses you and sets you in the tub before getting undressed and getting in the bath with you “feel better?” “A little” he smiles and lays down and you lay on his chest, after your bath he Carrie’s you to your bed even though you protest and he gets your comfiest pjs “can you please do what you need in the bathroom so I can dress you, love?” “I can dress myself” he pouts “why wont you let me take care of you” “fine” you go to the bathroom and do your business and walk back to the bedroom and Wilbur picks you up and lays you on the bed and dresses you “comfy?” You giggle “very” he makes sure you comfy in bed and puts your favorite show on “I’ll be right back darling…” he hands you your favorite of his sweaters and leaves, 30 minutes later he comes back with a tray of your favorite food and snacks “aww…” he smiles and puts it on your lap “need anything else?” You smile and tear up “no…” he cradles your face “hey hey what’s wrong…” you sniffle “I-I don’t deserve you…” “shhh never say that again you do deserve me I’m the one who doesn’t deserve you I mean I’ve killed people I’m a mafia boss and you this sweet innocent person who wouldn’t hurt a fly” you hug him “thank you Wilby” he chuckles, you both sit there and cuddle while watching movies and eating snacks until he gets a call he sighs and mutters “god dammit” he answers the phone “what do you want?” There’s talking on the other end but you can’t make out what the person is saying “you guys can handle it didnt I tell you my wife wasn’t feeling well. Thank you for taking care of my work I’ll be back tomorrow if she feels better” you frown “bubs you don’t have to stay here with me…” he smiles softly “oh your to kind for this world” you both cuddle the rest of the night and you ended up making him go to work the next day despite his protests.

This has literally been in my drafts for a month and a half

#wilbur x reader #wilbur x y/n #mcyt x you #wilbur soot x reader #wilbur x you #wilbur x reader fluff #mcyt x reader #mcyt wilbur #mafia au #wilbur mcyt #wilbur dream smp

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little-nugget-writes-stufff · 1 year

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Okay this is part 2 of

If only we could spend more time together,

Our beloved creator~

Its been quite a while since your return to your own world. Its been nice being back with your friends and family (and not being hunted down) but for a while you stopped playing genshin.

Everyone on the tevyat had gotten used to it by now, you abandonned them, and they deserved it. They killed you and your friend. Or at least so they thought. But slowly you started missing playing the game, so you thought why not start again? I mean what harm could it cause?

And the people were overjoyed! Your divine gaze was watching them again! Usually you'd speak to them but you kept quiet. But you ofcourse didn't forget what they did. So instead of your sweet voice speaking about all it could think about. It turned cold and most of the time silent. It scared the acolythes to hear you warn them to not bring your there again. now ofcourse you didn't mean that but you didn't wanna feel the pain of being stabbed once again. But slowly with time you started to talk again (only to those who did not cause harm) (and yes reader used to speak to the characters about whatever your brain could think of) wich caused a little bit of rivalry between the people. I mean why would you not speak to the people you always had held so close?

One day your friend storms into your room with a beautiful letter in their hand, saying your name was on it. Wait why did you have a letter- why not sent a text. As you open it and read the letter

Hello divine creator

I know you wont forget all what we did, but we all miss ur beautiful voice blessing our ears when hearing it. Better said we miss all of you. We are begging for you to return and give us another chance to make things better and to face whatever punishment you have in mind. I did this without the others knowing of my actions so please do not punish them for my little stunt

-nahida

You look at the paper in horror. How did they do that. But hold up nahida did this? She didn't do anything? But that was also a problem. Even the people that didn't try and hunt you down, they did nothing to stop them. They just left you to rot alone. "(Nickname) whats with that look? Let me see that"

You see their expression change from happy to a one full of shock. "Y/n what are you gonna do with this" yet you did not hear this. What are you gonna do, do they have the power to forcefully get you there, what if you do go what would happen- "Y/N!" You snap out of your thoughts and see your friend. "What am i gonna do (friends name)?!" "Wait if they could hear my voice then i might be able to-

"y/n if they all hear your voice when speaking it would be impossible to speak in private with the person that wrote it"

Oh shit they were right. If they all heard your voice then how would you speak with nahida about the letter. "What if i went back in secret? Wait no then they could think im an imposter again"

"what if we change your look?"

"sounds good i guess but-"

You cut yourself off when seeing a green light appear in front of you.

They had to. The people were going crazy because of them not being spoken to. Or atleast the ones that were not spoken to. Nahida only tried doing the best for them and reach out to you.

You start walking backwards from the light until hearing Nahida's soft voice.

"Hello divine one, im so sorry for bothering you and i know you dont want anything to do with tevyat and the people that hurt you but ever since you only speak to the ones that didn't harm you its broke out in utter chaos between the people. Im only asking for your help this time and then you can go back. I promise we wont bother you after that".

You were in shock. Chaos? Because of you? You started to feel guilty because of it.

"i will fix what i cause and then get back, do we have a deal?". Your friend looks at you in shock. "Are you really gonna risk it?" You turn to your friend "if i truly caused that then it would also be my duty to solve it wouldnt it?" Your friends nods.

"Okay are you ready?"

"yes"

AAAAND THATS IT FOR THIS PART :D

#genshin sagau #genshin impact #SAGAU #Genshin nahida

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skz-with-stay · 2 years

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hi! this is my first post on here, so please bear with me 🙂🙂.

dad!changbin head canon; 1

warnings: none

style: changbin x reader(afab), fluff, dad!changbin

word count: 530

lets go!

imagine coming home from the grocery store after a long day at work. the house is silent, which is odd because it’s only 7pm. you set the grocery bags on the kitchen counter, putting them away item by item. as you were putting the refrigerator and frozen item away, you heard soft singing coming from upstairs. once only dried goods were left, you went to go see what was going on.

turning on the hallway light, you turn the knob for vienna’s room, cracking the door open silently; only to see your husband cooing your guys’ 8 month old daughter to sleep, his back towards you. he turns on the sleepy time music machine, and progressed from soft singing, to humming, to rocking the sleeping baby back and forth in his arms. he sets her down in her crib ever so softly, not to wake up the infant that’s been cranky all day.

once she’s out of his arms, he watches his feet on the creaky floorboards beneath him. he places his foot carefully, sees the light from the hallway, looks up and sees you standing there, admiring him so dearly. you turn off the hallway light and open the door for him to exit vienna’s room. you close the door gently and walk away without saying a word. you two are now in your guys’ bedroom, sitting next to each other on the bed with a sigh.

“how was she for you today?” you say after a 20 second moment of silence.

“she was super crabby, cried about 30 times today, she ate fine but didn’t want to play, just wanted to be held… i’m surprised she didn’t take a nap today, with all of the crying, ya know… i tried to put her down to sleep around noon but she didn’t want to, you know how much i hate it when she cries because i don’t know what’s completely wrong, it pains me to hear my little girl cry… but, i love her to death, and that’s all that matters at the end of the day”

“thank you for being an amazing father to our child, i mean that… seriously, you deal with her better than i do, you have magic dad powers or something”

changbin smiles at your kind words, finding them hard to believe. you wrap your arms around his neck, hugging him tightly.

“i mean it, i seriously do, you’re the best dad in the entire world, she loves you so much, i love you so much, i can’t say it enough but it’s true, we both love you so much”

he smiles again and kisses your lips. you return the kiss, smiling against his lips.

“now please rest, she’s asleep after this rough day, there’s still some groceries i have to put away, and if she wakes up, i will get her”

“i can help you with the groceries, then we can watch that movie we wanted to watch”

“i’m not asking you to rest, i’m telling you to… i wont be long now… while i’m down there, you can set up the movie”

you exit the bedroom and he smiles once more.

“god, i love you woman” he says softly while reaching for the tv remote.

#skz #dad!skz #dad!changbin #skz imagines #skz soft imagine #skz dad imagine #changbin dad imagine #skz headcanons #changbin imagine #changbin soft imagine #kpop imagine #kpop soft imagine #changbin headcanons

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lady-lessos-wife · 1 year

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Dialogue Prompt by: @writing-challenges-and-prompts

I changed a bit of the dialogue here n there and added my own of course.

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{Please keep in mind that I only ever watched the movie and base all my fanfics around on how Lesso's and Dovey's body language and tone is in the film.}

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Soft moonlight krept through the cracks of the light purple and golden curtains down the glimmering hallway. It gave a free but almost haunting look to the sparkly school for good. Each step passed, that light beautifully highlighted half of the rosey face of Lady Lesso. Her black leather boots clicked along the floor with her powerful walk, her cane closely leading her into the direction of the groom room where she would meet Professor Dovey. Meeting her once already in the afternoon from a fail defense in class, she was told to visit her again to get her wounds cleaned once more.

As Leonora reached the path to enter that room, she hesitated. Her nose inhaled deeply to settle her sudden unexpected nerves and urged herself on, finally stepping through.

"Dovey?"

Without even glancing the redheads way, the woman now in a slimmer golden gown from usual, wooshed over a blue cushioned bench and waved her over.

"Come. Sit. Let's have a looksie, yes?" She directed as she patted the seat a little too hard, a fake smile dressing her.

"Oh~?" A sharp eyebrow arched with her words in response. "I'm sensing something."

A small smirk formed on Lesso's face as she flicked to the atmosphere infront of her, waiting for any type of true acknowledgement from the other. She examined the good woman with her devious eyes as the other simply turned on a close lamp that hardly lit up the room.

Leonora humphed lightly.

"Clearly good isn't doing it's job right now is it?"

Leonora stepped closer to the woman.

"Really now, no need to be so apathetic Sunflower."

Finally turning to take a look at the redhead, Clarissa pierced a cold distant look through the taller woman, just wanting her to sit down.

Looking into those dark eyes, Leonora hesitantly glanced away, pursing her lips a tad to bite the inside of her cheek.

"Remove any unnecessary clothing that will get in the way."

The taller looked up the shorter before setting her cane aside and taking off her cleaned suit jacket like she was told. Removing her black vest and making sure to roll up her shirt sleeves as well.

"Hmm, someone angry."

"Angry? What ever cause would I have to be angry dear Lesso?"

Clarissa beamed a toothy smile at the woman as she watched her take her seat on the bench.

"Empathetic enough?"

"Hmm," She hummed again. "Very angry then." She spoke as she flopped to the side a bit, her left arm holding up her balance on the seat.

The woman in gold stood in front of the other as she poofed up a beautifully decorated red first aid kit, a kit she must've put wholely together herself Leonora thought.

"Now, be still and sit straight. I need to clean up your mistakes."

Reaching out her hand to grab the paler woman's wrist, she lifted up the sleeve higher above her elbow. Leonora couldn't help but immediately take notice of Clarissa's usual soft touch, never truly wanting to harm in any way.

Unlike herself.

She scoffed. "My mistake? Oh please Dovey." Spitting out, she pushed a bit of her frizzy curled hair from her face elegantly.

"You don't have to be so carping do you?"

The woman tending to her many arm wounds said nothing as she removed and poofed away the bandages. Quietly standing there, she cleaned the wounds out with a strong alcohol, knowing the pain wouldn't effect the dean.

"Wont you respond to me?" She simply asked.

"No!"

The golden woman snapped, a groan following it.

"Lesso please," She whined.

"I really don't want to talk. Unless it is about your health or any injury I can not see-"

Pausing for a moment, she stared into the green eyes of her 'friend'.

"-I do not want to hear it. Okay?"

Leonora deeply stared back into sparkling brown ones, flickering between each one to read.

Her chest quickly took a breath.

"If you wish it."

"I do."

"Fine," Leonora said with her head raised high with a false confidence she didn't know of.

"Fine!" Clarissa snapped, darting her head to the side in stubbornness for a second.

Pure silence washed over the two childish women, letting them sit there with their own thoughts for a moment or two. Looking away, looking somewhere elsewhere, Lesso softened the breath she was holding with a long exhale through her nose. Leonora knew she had messed up in Clarissa's book but she felt as if it truly wasn't that wrong of her, surely she could understand from her point of view.

Letting her emerald eyes flow back up the form of the woman standing a bit above her, they scanned across her bronze face and admired the soft but sculpted features. Lesso thought highly of the golden woman, though, she thought the other dean could be quite a pain in her side at times.

Well, most times.

Though yet, she loved that pain she admits. Her whole being represented evil, ugliness, and pain, how could she not? Especially when it comes from someone so suspiciously good.

"I didn't mean to hurt you, Princess. That was never the intention of my actions."

Without meaning it, her tone was one of sarcasm with that nickname.

"That's something new." Clarissa seemed to hiss.

Looking down at dark hands on her arm, she grazed her long fingers across Clarissa's own exposed arm in a delicate and soothing way.

"I want you to talk with me. The unseen wounds that do not bleed can be... severe." Her eyes peaked up at her again.

"You know this all too well Dove."

The golden woman stepped away for a second and grabbed a aloe healing cream, quickly dabbing it over her cuts before wrapping her arm.

"What I feel is my own to deal with, Lesso. You have no order of it."

Clarissa used her pinky to push up the paler woman's chin towards her, removing a bandage from her cheek to expose a magic burn.

"Ugh! Just look at you." She quickly let out before shaking her head.

Leonora rolled her eyes at the quick complaint.

Instantly turning against her own words, Clarissa lets more of her feelings spill out.

"Why Lesso? Why couldn't you have just come and gotten me? Why let it get like this? If I was there, this could have all been prevented. Why must you be so stubborn Lesso?"

She angrily threw the used bandage away with her magic.

"You need to rely on me to protect you."

Leonora jaw clenched.

"I shouldn't have to rely on you!" Leonora spat.

"I'm a big girl," She explained while dragging her hand to her chest in defense, crossing her legs.

"I can handle things my self! It was a simple accident, it happens."

Leonora peered into the eyes of Clarissa, a frustrated glare taking over.

"I don't need a fairy godmother to come in and save the day for me like some damsel in need. You are not higher than me Dove! You are not better than me. I have just the amount of capability as you!"

"You're right!" Clarissa let out painfully. "I'm not higher than you!"

Her eyebrows turned up in an angered sadness.

"Of course I'm not any better than you Lesso, I didn't mean that.. I shouldn't have made it seem like I was. You're a wonderful fighter, a brilliant one! I just..."

She stopped for a moment, letting a hand press against her head in a quick panic. Calming herself, she let that hand calmly fall to Lesso's arm, holding it firmly. She lightly dipped her thumb into it as she gently caressed it down to the woman's palm, rubbing soft circles into it.

Her chest heaved from the intensity of the situation, holding herself back.

"I just... Didn't like seeing you like this."

Clarissa used her free hand to reach up and lightly rest it on the seated woman's cheek, making sure not to touch her burn as she used her thumb to follow the outline delicately.

Leonora stiffened by the action.

"Over something I thought was so careless and stubborn." She sighed.

"I never mean to make you feel... Lower..." She frowned at the word. "Truly! I wasn't looking into my fault, that was my deepest mistake."

Her chocolate eyes darted to look into the eyes of evil.

"I just... wanted you... to want me, my help."

Those eyes of evil sparkled at the good golden woman in front of them, constricting from a light shock. Leonora's breathing hitched at the specific set of words from the other. She sat still and tense under her as she watched the woman, feeling her soft hand hold and pinch at her own.

"It was silly of me to try and hide away my feelings... Ugh! You always yank my words out of me."

She sighed frustratedly in defeat, turning away to get the aid she needs for the magic burn. Leonora didn't know what to say, what could she say? She wasn't necessarily in the wrong she thought, but, she didn't like this feeling.

"Maybe... It was a bit stubborn.. of me." She said lowly.

"I'm..." The redhead continued.

She didn't quite know how to say it at first. Rather complicatedly, poetically, delicately, she didn't care, she just wanted it to be true.

"I'm sorry Clarissa." Was all Leonora said.

To Clarissa, it was more than enough.

"I'm sorry as well." She replied as she lightly dabbed a cream against the burned cheek.

"I'm sorry for... Getting angry, for holding back on you yet, letting it out on you. I'm truly sorry for my behavior. Your feelings are not your fault."

"-Those damned nevers just got in my way," Leonora quickly cutted in as she irritatedly looked to the side with an intense brow.

"Allowing such a foul beast to make a fool of me."

Clarissa smiled softly at that.

Her hand let go of the other woman's before using it to hold the non-burned cheek, keeping her face still as she put medicine on the burn before bandaging.

"Just like how you want me to talk with you, I want you to talk with me. Don't ever allow me to make you feel such a way Nono."

Leonora inhaled sharply at the sound of her nickname, a smirk forming on her lips from it.

"I'll be better on what I say and do, just... Come to me. Rely on me for help when you need it. I know you can handle things on your own Lesso, you always have beautifully, but..."

The golden woman moved away, getting rid of the aid she used on the redhead, keeping her eyes off of her.

"Lately I just... I don't know. Hearing you were hurt... Scared me."

Emerald eyes shook at the words, noticing her breathing picking up all of a sudden.

"Well... I might as well be in your position by how it made me feel." She vocalized with a small chuckle.

She turned to look at the Dean of Evil again, her cheeks hinting a color to them.

"I don't ever wanna see you like this again. Even the smallest mark gets me... Angry? Sad? I'm not sure really. It just... feels wrong."

Clarissa bit her bottom lip nervously, peeling a bit of the skin as she stepped to Lesso. Her hand went to touch the side of the woman's neck, not really knowing what to say as she did so.

Leonora simply watched, keeping quiet, keeping her eyes on the beautiful bronzed woman, not wanting to somehow ruin this... Whatever this was, like everything else she thought.

Her eyes squinted at the golden woman, desperately trying to read her herself.

Clarissa softly stared back into those eyes, feeling her heart thump at the gaze. Grazing her delicate hand gently up the woman's rosey neck, her index finger followed the line of her sharp jaw bone.

Leonora's heart began to thump as well, her eyes softening at the feeling, at her brown nurturing eyes.

Without thinking, Lesso tenderly allowed her hand to reach up and over the dorsal part of the hand feeling her. Her silver manicured fingers guided the woman's to her pink lips, lightly placing a kiss upon them before moving her hand down to the palm. Leonora placed another loved kiss onto Clarissa's knuckles, her lashes fluttering shut as she did.

Wanting eyes widened at the gesture, her heart thumping louder and louder against her chest. She wondered if Leonora could possibly hear it from her level.

As her hand was kissed, Clarissa angled it to where it would cause the frizzy redhead to place one onto her palm.

Leonora did so without hesitation, deciding to move her lips down her wrist and arm, placing yearned kisses upon her.

"Mmm," Clarissa sighed, letting her eyes close to melt into the sensation.

Her fingers reached behind and tangled themselves into the Dean of Evil's hair as she moved up her arm, causing the softest groan Dovey has ever heard from the woman.

It sounded like magic to her.

Why?

Clarissa wanted to know why.

Why would it?

Leaving no arm left to place kisses on, Clarissa pressed her forehead down against Lesso's, her breathing shaking and wantingly for her.

"Thank you... for helping me." Leonora spoke finally.

"Your help means so much to me~"

The words could have almost made Clarissa cry she assumed. It was all she wanted to hear, to truly know.

Without warning, without thinking, Clarissa passionately almost hesitantly placed her full plump lips against Leonora's thinner ones, craving more as their lips made contact.

Leonora was stunned but instantly kissed the golden woman back, allowing the fervent moment to fill her body. Pushing herself off the cushioned bench, her arms quickly wrapped themselves around the woman's back, her left hand holding the back of the shorter woman's neck.

Their sweet kisses sped up, wanting to express the pure longing they always had for the other all along.

"Mmmn~" Leonora hummed velvetly into the long shared kiss.

Clarissa's dark hand combed it's fingers through red curls as her free one tugged at the black tie around Lesso's neck, pulling her in closer to her lips and body.

Leonora loved every second of it, every action of the other's need for her.

Finally needing but not necessarily wanting a breath, Leonora fiercely pulled away.

"Ah~"

She inhaled and exhaled deeply, her chest heaving greatly from the passion.

Lustful eyes stared longingly into fervid ones, her already pink cheeks heating to a red color infront of Clarissa's eyes from true realization. The haze in her eyes twinkled away as she just stared at the beautiful good woman in her hold, her breathing starting to even out.

Clarissa softly stared back to admire her supposed rival, eyes taking note of how beautiful the woman looked in the lamps low light.

As a silence began to wash over them again, the golden woman quickly cleared her throat, her cheeks obviously blushing as well.

Leonora found it adorable.

"Wow," Leonora expressed. "Do you think the Storian put us up to this?" She smiled genuinely.

Clarissa blinked for a second, her hands resting on the woman's shoulders. Closing her eyes, she inhaled deeply through her mouth.

"You are so..." She hesitated, "Annoying."

The redhead busted out a chuckle, causing Clarissa to do the same joyfully.

The opposite women gently laughed together before Dovey moved her hands away, patting Lesso's shoulder from a slight awkwardness.

"You should probably get going you know."

Checking the time, Leonora bit her lip as she looked up the woman like usual, huffing quietly before turning to put on her vest and jacket. Grabbing her cane, she turned to the Dean of Good.

Smirking, she watched Clarissa rock against her heals as her hands were held together infront of her innocently.

"I'll see you first thing in the morning Princess." She said with a quick nod.

"I'll see you~"

Clarissa said calmly but responded with a childish wave and genuine almost suppressed grin as she watched the evil woman leave. Her green eyes peaked at her from behind over her shoulder as she walked away from her sight.

Noticing the woman's clicking heals fading away in the distance, the golden woman released a deep and satisfied sigh as she magically brought a extravagant couch to catch her dramatic pretend faint, squealing like a teen.

"Oh Leonora~"

Letting her eyes close, she touched her puffy lips, still feeling the warmth of the kiss. Peacefully beginning to fall into a soothing sleep, she shyly thought about what was to possibly come now.

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Writing this while listening to my Dovesso playlist was very therapeutic honestly even tho I just wanted to cry because I wanted to be over with this so bad. I push myself too hard lol.

Now, this isn't THAT good or anything but, I'm still learning these characters precisely so this is as good as my first fic of them is going to get.

I hope you all enjoy this in some form of way! Thank you~ (⁠灬⁠º⁠‿⁠º⁠灬⁠)⁠♡

Also, I proof read this mug like three times already so.. if there's any misspelling or anything like that.... I'm so sorry.

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