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sebsxphia · 2 years

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I was wondering if you could make a headcanon based of of this post https://at.tumblr.com/daughter-of-the-stars11/696696953093881856/itzpf6b48aub if it's not too much trouble I like your writing

of course my dear!! ask and you shall receive!! ✨

i hope you enjoy the below!! 💌

Bob with the Dagger Squad is a complete sweetheart. He’s polite, charming, quiet and he’s happy to sit by and watch everyone’s conversations and be a people watcher.

He’s close with Natasha and Mickey, but even still he remains reserved and never really discusses his personal life much. They know he has a partner and basic information about them, but not much else.

The Dagger Squad are aware however that Bob can dish it back to them when the time is appropriate. He’s once or twice been known to throw back a killer one liner that leaves even Jake too stunned for words. But he goes quiet after with a little grin and they leave it be.

None of them know the Bob you know, until one fateful evening.

It’s nearing the end of Summer and you’ve both had two weeks off to enjoy the last of the warm weather. He hasn’t seen or spoken to any of the Dagger Squad for over ten days and he’s happy to keep it that way.

Both of you venture down to the beach one late afternoon to enjoy a dip in the sea, a couple of beers and Bob’s guilty pleasure. A cigarette with his sweetheart in tow, feeling a little buzzed off the alcohol.

Propped up against a rock, you hand Bob the cigarette and light it for him. You’re resting against his bare chest and running your fingers over his defined torso.

You choose to go to a beach far out from Fightertown to avoid seeing anyone for this particular reason, and you thought you were tucked away, that is until Bradley, Natasha and Mickey came by.

“Bob!” Natasha’s first to call out. Bob blows the smoke from the cigarette out of his lips and freezes. Hand still in the air and holding it.

“Natasha…” he replies back warily. You don’t fail to notice the way all three of their eyes are drawn immediately to the cigarette and then his torso.

You exchange pleasantries and Bob introduces you, trying to avoid the elephant in the room (or rather on the beach), but Bradley’s the first to blow it.

“You smoke?” He puffs out his chest and clicks his tongue.

“Yep. Guilty pleasure.” Bob is firm in his tone and answer. He won’t hide away now, he can’t!

“And you’re ripped?” Mickey briefly points out. That makes you giggle and you feel Bob lightly squeeze your side, holding back his own laughter.

“Yep.” Another firm response from Bob. His bluntness in his reply sends the message that he’s trying to enjoy some time alone with you right now.

“Huh. Can see why you never did take your top off on the beach. Don’t want to show Bagman up.” Mickey jokes, trying to lighten the mood. You all exchange more slightly awkward laughter before they bid their goodbyes and you’re left alone again.

As they walk off, you can hear Bradley not so quietly say, “I can’t wait to tell Hangman.” You take the cigarette from Bob’s fingers and take a drag yourself before peering up and asking him, “aren’t you worried what Hangman will think?”

Bob can only snort as he takes one last drag from your fingers before you stub it out on the rock. “Nah. He won’t believe them.”

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hannaswritingblog · 1 year

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Imagine: being Laurits Seier’s girlfriend and him confronting you when you become distant

Fandom: Ragnarok

Requested by @daughter-of-the-stars11 [x]

Initially meant to be a ficlet - transition to an imagine explained here. Thank you for understanding.

As usual, you're waiting for Laurits after school. He seems to always have some business to take care of with other students.

You don't mind that, you know that once he's done, he'll have all of his time just for you, but you can never understand how it's so easy for him to make friends and maintain relationships with other people, especially when he's a new student. You've known most people in Edda most of your life and you still have issues in making new friends, while Laurits can sometimes make them in a matter of seconds even after coming back to the town after a few years.

Knowing that you have problems with interpersonal relationships and he could be partners with anyone he wants, you appreciate it even more that you had Laurits's attention and eventually became his girlfriend. Sure, maybe he's the only person you enjoy spending time with and you're holding onto him quite much, but it's never bothered you... at least not until a group of students passes you by and you hear one of them saying:

'I can't believe Y/N is out here on her own.'

'Right? It's weird to see her without Laurits, she doesn't seem to ever let him go,' their friend adds.

You instinctively turn your head towards the group. They must've realised you overheard the conversation as one of them approaches you and says:

'Hey, Y/N. Where's your boyfriend?'

'I'm not sure what you mean...'

'Oh, you must know what I mean. You're always clinging onto him, I'm surprised you're not glued to his arm.'

You want to push back, but good responses to bullying have never been your forte. Before you can think of anything to say, Laurits appears next to you.

'Is everything okay, Y/N?' he asks, putting his arm around your waist. 'Are they bothering you?'

'No, it's okay,' you respond, at the same time slightly moving away from him.

'Good. So, do you still want to come to my place as we planned?'

'Of course. That would be great.'

You hope he doesn't notice how you keep the distance between you two or always find an excuse not to hold his hand, like needing to blow your nose or put on gloves. Yet, once you make it to his house and get a moment alone in his room, he asks:

'What got into you today? Have I done something wrong?'

'No, not at all,' you answer. 'You're perfect, as always.'

'So, what is it? Did those people at school tell you something?'

'Well... they said I never let you go and I'm always clinging to you. I think it seems weird to others, so I thought I should... step back a little.'

Lauris reaches out for your hand and holds it tightly, even when for a second you want to move it away.

'I don't care what other people say, Y/N,' he starts to explain. 'They can see us as the weirdest couple in this town, I really don't care. I love you and I don't mind the way you are at all. It makes me happy how close we are, and I wouldn't exchange it for anything.'

'Do you mean it?' you make sure one more time.

'Of course!'

You finally allow yourself to smile and go for a hug. Laurits returns the hug with a sigh of relief.

'I missed being so close to you,' he whispers, 'even if you've only been distant for a few hours.'

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honeesucker · 1 year

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Do you have a master list

I do! You can find it by clicking HERE.

#honee.ask #masterlist #daughter-of-the-stars11

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etfrin · 5 months

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❝coriolanus snow who treats you like a doll❞

tw: toxic, dark, objectification, suggestive | [fem reader]

๑💌 Coriolanus Snow braids your hair every night, it's a routine to him. Doesn't matter how late he is from work or if he has to wake you up to do it, he will do it himself every night.

๑💌 Coriolanus Snow brushes your hair every morning as well, but not only that if he has time he will shower with you. Clean you up with his own hands, rub your body thoroughly, and scrub your scalp with his favorite shampoo

๑💌 Coriolanus Snow who has a very large closet dedicated to you. Everything in there was chosen and bought by him. He selects your outfit every morning and even chooses the make-up you will wear (the ones that would look pretty when you're sobbing with how good he is fucking you)

๑💌 Coriolanus Snow who thinks dolls shouldn't talk after all they're dolls. Dolls should be played with. He only allows sounds from your lips when you're spewing the latest gossip, or asking him about his day. He loves your voice when you're moaning, whimpering, and whining when you're being used as a Fleshligh, otherwise, he doesn't care about your words.

๑💌 Coriolanus Snow rarely lets you ride him, when he does, it's a privilege (read: he's just too tired but won't admit it) and you can only fuck yourself on his cock at the pace he has set. If you go faster or slower, he will make sure to punish his doll that can't fucking obey.

๑💌 Coriolanus Snow who daydreams about fucking you in front of all of Panem. Just so he can brag that he has a good pet, an obedient human doll to play with that no one has. Snow lands on top.

๑💌 Coriolanus Snow doesn't show affection to you in the normal way, but he does show them (or so you believe). He shows you by kissing you on your forehead when you're good, he shows you by reading whatever book you want during bedtime, he shows you by letting you cum, he shows you by calling you his, and by letting you call him Coryo.

๑💌 Coriolanus Snow who gets paranoid that someone is going to try to poison you (even as you're stuck in the mansion) and without telling you starts to dosage your food with poison so that you grow immune. Even if your body goes weak and your mind is hazy from the noxious substance, you have access to the best doctors of Panem and you have Coryo to take care of you.

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descendantofthesparrow · 1 year

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Thief - Harry Hook x reader - Oneshot

“where is it? I swear I hung it up right ‘ere?” Uma stepped down into Harry’s cabin, leaning against the doorway with her arms crossed as she watched her first mate run about his room, looking very confused and muttering about something.

“lookin’ for something?” Uma asked, tilting her head and smirking as Harry jumped at her sudden voice, his cheeks flushing as she chuckled at his cat-like tendencies. Harry sighed, rubbing the back of his head; messing up his already messy hair. “Aye, me jacket. It’s been missin’ fer like two days. I can’t find It anywhere!”

Uma snorted, and shook her head. “Harry,” he turned to her, raising his brow as he glanced about the room-wondering where the hell his jacket went. “if it ain't where you left it, and you can't find it anywhere?” Harry sighed, dragging his hand down his face. “someone took it.” He grumbled, now wondering who had his jacket. “And there's only two people stupid enough to do tha’.”

Uma smirked, raising her brows again. “Ooooh be careful what you say dude, or your girl ain’t gonna be happy being called stupid.” Harry chuckled, shaking his head. “Aaand ye jus’ let me know who took it, though CJ couldn’t’ve taken it, she’s halfway ‘cross the world.” Harry mumbled, pushing past Uma and making his way off the ship, taking the short trip back to Auradon prep and speeding through the dorm building halls.

He smiled at the thought of you in his jacket, you loved the damn thing, you had told him if you could you would steal it and keep it forever. He just laughed, taking the red leather tailcoat off and draping it around your shoulders, smiling into his hand as you cuddled into the leather, messing about with the zipper on his sleeves.

Since then, whenever you could-you would just yoink his jacket. And he would find you just wandering about wearing his jacket, looking all too happy.

He hadn't told you he commissioned Evie to make a copy in your size(with some edits to the original design, such as a hood, and a detachable tail.) but it still filled him with all the warm feelings, knowing you loved something of his so much you would steal it.

He finally made it to your room, using the spare key you had given him to get inside, grinning as he spotted you on your bed-eyes locked onto your switch with his jacket on. It was fully zipped up, the tail flared out on the bed behind you as you curled into your lap, your tongue sticking out of your mouth as you focused on your game.

“Darlin’,” Harry cooed, chuckling as you jumped and nearly tossed your switch across the room, holding your hand to your chest as you whipped around to look at him. “Harry!” you breathed, closing your eyes and smiling at your boyfriend. “You scared the hell outta me!”

He just laughed, closing the door behind him and joining you on the bed, kissing your cheek and smiling against your skin as you giggled at the feeling. He leaned into your ear, whispering as you shivered at the feeling of him being so close. “ye hav’ somethin’ of mine, my love~”

You just gave a cheeky grin, and in a split second, you were off the bed and running out of the room, cackling as Harry gave chase. “it’s mine now!”

“Not fer long!”

-end-

I dunno, but DAMN do I want his D2 jacket soooo damn badly, so here have an x reader where (y/n) steals it :p

taglist~

@queer-cosette @sephiralorange @lunanight2012

@daughter-of-the-stars11 @musicarose @rintheemolion

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#disney descendants #harry hook x reader #harry hook descendants #mini fic #oneshot #I WANT THAT DAMN JACKET AHHHHHHHHHHHHH

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luwritesomething · 1 year

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Young Gomez Addams with a very shy crush and goes around always being the gentleman that he is

She's always nervous around him so he finally gets the courage to ask her out and it's really fluffy

I really like fluffy writing even if sometimes it's too much

Young Gomez Addams x reader: Headcanons.

Author's note: Yes, I decided to do this as headcanons because I felt like it would be easier to capture. Hope you like it!! @daughter-of-the-stars11

Reader's pronouns: not stated, but it is fem coded since morticia is reader's roommate.

Warnings: none?

okay so you caught gomez's eye since the moment you appeared through nevermore's doors.

and when you got paired up with him in botany class, he found not only your beauty was terrific, but your mind too. you were brightly intelligent, even in your worst subjects.

you were nice, too, and pretty shy. thruth is, though, you liked gomez (or kinda) which helped you with being nice to him.

at first you didn't talk much other than your trivial conversations during botany class, which consisted on --- barely --- asking about what the teacher had said in a moment of distraction.

but both of you wanted to keep talking, as you found each other enchanting. however, you were too shy to do so and gomez was still adapting himself to having a crush on you.

so you still talked only during botany classes, which gomez spent trying to figure out what to say so the conversation could be longer.

until one day you brought your copy of dracula with you to class --- a spark lit in his eyes once he noticed the book, and he almost instantly started talking with an energy and passion that had been unbeknown to you before.

his conversation was catchy, prompting you to talk too, and just like that you two were really talking for the first time.

still, things were slow.

he learned what your favorite flower, candy and season were, tho.

you started running into each other in the hallways way more often. and although at first you just smiled to each other, you started to stop to talk to each other, every time arriving later to your next classes.

gomez started opening doors for you, calling you pet names in spanish and sometimes italian and watching over you to make sure you were okay.

morticia frump, your lovely roommate, was thrilled by the chemistry between you two. she had tried to convince hou to ask gomez out to jericho, but your shyness had gotten the best out of you the two times you had tried to do so.

then gomez, encouraged bymorticia, gathered the courage to ask you out himself.

he gave you an extravagant bouquet of your favorite flower and asked you to stroll with him around jericho the rainiest day of that year.

you said yes, obviously, and morticia helped you with getting ready and calm down.

the date was lovely. he complimented you the whole day and became x1000 times the gentleman he already is.

at the end of the day you kissed him --- faster visited him that night and he's a witness of how his brother was on cloud 9 for the whole day.

#this was so short #sorry #young gomez addams #gomez addams #young morticia frump #young morticia #wednesday the show #wednesday 2022 #netflix wednesday #wednesday netflix #young gomez addams headcanons #headcanons #writing #my writing #lu writes #requested

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thatpersonthatisgenderfluid · 1 year

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Gomez and morticia Addams

Headcanons this is fluff and smut

- Morticia try’s to touch you even if it isn’t exactly in her nature. She is used to Gomez making all the moves but you don’t do that. You wait to make sure she is comfortable

- Gomez knows you aren’t in love with him the way he is with you at least at first. He is ok with this. He even adresses this after your first night together. “For as long as this Earth exists, I will love you and I’m willing to wait till time is no more for you to love me in the same way.” He tells you the day after when you seemed embarrassed.

- After the intimate night with them you feel embarrassed. You don’t want to be a homewrecker. Your thoughts lock out all reason as you spiral. Then a gentle hand brings you back to reality. Morticia pulls you back in between them and that’s when Gomez tells you that he loves you.

- Morticia is dominate out of the three of you. Then it is a always changing between you and Gomez.

- after a particularly rough day then both comfort you. Though in different ways, Gomez is through words of love and admiration. Then Morticia observes you and gives you gente kisses.

- Though at the beginning you don’t make moves that changes. Soon you know ever tell Morticia or Gomez has. You will hold Morticia’s hand rubbing circles with your thumb. You do the same to Gomez and you interlock your arms.

- Gomez doesn’t realize till you do it but he loves gentle kisses. He is nervous so you pull his shake hand to your mouth. Then you press gentle kisses to his knuckles. His cheeks become a light pink. He puts his hand on your cheek and you kiss the inside of his hand. Then on his wrist he looks flustered.

That’s all for now.

@daughter-of-the-stars11

#gomez and morticia #gomez addams x reader #morticia addams #morticia addams x reader #gomez addams #headcanons

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ali-r3n · 1 year

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After being attacked, dying and coming back in the Upside Down, Eddie is sent to Nevermore Academy where he meets an interesting girl with braided pigtails, a bubbly werewolf, and her older sister

Vampire!Eddie Munson x Werewolf!Reader

~ Prologue ~ Welcome to Nevermore, Edward Munson

Eddie gets dropped off at Nevermore Academy

~ Part 1 ~ A Vampire Named Edward…How Original

Eddie meets some of his classmates

~ Part 2 ~ Maybe Eddie would like it here or maybe he just likes Y/N Sinclair

Eddie gets to know Y/N Sinclair as she gives him a tour of the school

~ Part 3 ~

Series Taglist:

@musicmoviestv @lluviamg06 @mirkwoodshewolf @sweetberry47 @apolixyan @mymummydustxx @superduckmilkshake @munsonzzgf @peachymonsters @livslifeonline

@aliens-wh0re @daughter-of-the-stars11 @kalinaselennespeaks @nushy @berrydoll16 @cumslutforaemond @emily-roberts @swiss-mrs

#eddie munson x reader #wednesday netflix #wednesday #wednesday addams #enid sinclair #stranger things x wednsday crossover #eddie munson #stranger things #stranger things x reader #enid sinclair x sibling!reader #eddie munson series #stranger things series #wednesday series #vampire!eddie munson x werewolf!reader #vampire!eddie munson

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lovelykhaleesiii · 1 year

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TAGLIST REQUESTS

okay I’m going to do this properly.

I plan to make an Aemond & Aegon taglist (separate if you are into one and not the other). Although, I will also make a GENERAL taglist, for those that don’t mind in being tagged to a fic about either brothers. so please comment/message or send an ask if you wish to be in a particular taglist.

my fics continue to have warnings, so if there is something YOU DO NOT LIKE PLEASE DO NOT INTERACT even if I tag you. my adding you to a fic does not mean you are obligated to read!!! so don’t feel you are pressured or need to, I am happy for you to ignore the fic 🩷 it’ll just be difficult for me to keep up with everyone’s likes/dislikes (my memory is non-existent).

but please!!! let me know if you want to be in a taglist, thanks 💓💓💓💓

UPDATE !!!!

general taglist - @chompchompluke @fan-goddess @malfoytargaryen @hightowhxre @bibli0thecary @m1ndbrand @connorsui @elegantsplendour @randomdragonfires @sylasthegrim @arcielee @s-we-e-t-t-ea @sahvlren @aemondtargaryensrider @watercolorskyy @hypnos-daughter-certified @urmomsgirlfriend1 @backyardfolklore @snowprincesa1

Aegon ii taglist - @who-told-you-this-was-butter @f4ll-for-you @amiraisgoingthruit @jawline-of-steel @daughter-of-the-stars11

Aemond taglist - @megatardisbaby @harrypotteranna23-blog

#aegon ii targaryen #tom glynn carney #aemond targaryen #ewan mitchell #lovelykhaleesiii taglist

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lacontroller1991 · 1 year

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Bionic Exile - Chapter 5 Alt Ending

Main Master List || Series Master List

Requested by @daughter-of-the-stars11 : Would you ever consider doing a one shot or a short series where reader from Bionic Exile chooses Takeshi instead of both of them... can I also add jealous Rick

Warnings: 18+ only please, implied sex, alcohol use, language, Rick may be a little ooc

Author's Note: SO I think this would fit perfectly in chapter 5, so I kept half of chapter 5 and then just rewrote the other half!! I hope you enjoy!

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Ever since Rick moved in with you, it had become a tradition that every Saturday night was movie night. Tonight wasn’t any different, except for the fact that you chose to sit squished up next to Takeshi on the loveseat instead of next to Rick on the couch.

Takeshi. That dick. Who does he think he is stealing my girl like that, the thought makes Rick freeze. His own brain betrays him as he throws some popcorn in his mouth, his eyes training on the movie and trying to not look over to you cuddling up with the envoy, what does he have that I don’t? Rick grinds his teeth together as his jaw clenches, jealousy taking control of his body. It doesn’t take much to break Rick’s concentration. Just hearing you laugh at something that Takeshi has whispered into your ear is enough to make him squirm.

Quirking an eyebrow, Rick shakes his head and forces his attention back to the movie. Your favorite movie. Not that you seem to notice, too busy fucking with Takeshi’s stupid trench coat, Rick huffs before moving to stand up, who wears a damn trench coat around the house, anyways?

“I’m getting something to eat,” he declares, mostly to himself, excusing himself from the room and rushing to the kitchen. Setting the bowl down, Rick grips the edge of the sink and watches as your hands brush a stray strand of hair out of Takeshi’s face. Turning away, Rick opens the cabinet and pulls out a bottle of whiskey. He knows he probably shouldn’t be drinking, but there you were, the love of his life, sitting and flirting with another man. Twisting off the cap of the bottle, Rick takes 3 gulps of the brown liquor before you round the corner and enter the kitchen with eyebrows raised in speculation.

“Rick? Why are you drinking,” you ask softly, opening a bag of popcorn and placing it in the microwave while hardly taking your eyes off of him. Rick glances at you with discontent before taking another swig of the bottle, the liquid burning his throat and lighting up his stomach.

“Because I can? Not like it matters to you,” he responds with venom laced words while you purse your lips. You were absolutely sick and tired of this behavior. You knew he didn’t like Takeshi staying with you and him and you know that he doesn’t like Takeshi one bit, but you wanted to assume that despite it being well over a week at this point Rick would get over himself. Evidently not, you think as you watch the man you love take another big gulp of the shitty whiskey that he keeps solely for the purpose of getting drunk.

“God damn it, Rick. I am so fucking sick of your fucking pity party. Get over it,” you whisper harshly, not wanting Takeshi to know what is occurring twenty feet away from him, though he can probably hear everything. Rick stalks in front of you, his jugular vein popping out of his neck while his hand clasps the bottle of Jack Daniels. Nodding his head, he shoves the bottle in your hand before leaving the kitchen area and heading for his room.

Setting the bottle on the counter, your body shakes with anger while tears threaten to roll down your face. After taking a moment to collect your breath, you walk back into the living room and climb onto Takeshi’s lap, legs spread over onto each side of his lean hips. Looking up to you, Tak notes the way your eyes brim with unshed tears and your body shakes with anger. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out what was wrong. So instead, Tak waits for you to talk while your hands clench this fabric of his jacket.

“Tak, fuck me hard until I can’t walk.”

Rick stumbles out of bed before looking at the clock on his drawer.

“2:43, fuckin’ perfect,” he mumbles in his gravely southern accent to himself as he rubs his temples. Maybe it wasn’t his brightest idea to chug down that much whiskey in that short of a time, but he wanted to forget just for a little while. Rolling his shoulders back, Rick nears the door but a repeating banging sound alerts him. Grabbing his gun, he prowls down the hall, the sound growing louder as he approaches your door. Pressing his ear up against the wooden door, his blood runs cold.

“Fuck, Tak. You feel so fucking good. Harder,” your unmistakable voice echoes through the door as grunts and moans follow.

“You’re doing so good, pretty girl. Feel so good around my cock. Cum for me, angel,” Rick backs into the opposite wall, the shock and hurt swallowing him up as he runs back to his room, locking the door and sinking to the floor. That’s it, he got her.

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The squad watches Rick throw punch after punch after punch to the bag, his muscles rippling with each swing as sweat gathers on his brow bone and his body, clinging his grey shirt to his body, unintentionally highlighting each and every toned muscle on Rick’s body.

“Damn, someone must have really pissed him off, I ain’t neva seen him like this,” Harley comments, exaggerating the word ‘really’ as she watches with lust. Nobody could really blame her though, he was a sight to see at the moment. His normally calm demeanor long gone and replaced with an animalistic urge.

“I wonder what happened,” DuBois watches with intent, noticing the way Rick’s anger seems to spike up ten-fold when you and your new pet project happen to walk by the window leading to the floor above, neither looking down as they pass. DuBois’s attention then shifts back to Rick who’s fists continue to pound into the sandbag without a moment of reprieve until the bag flies off the hook that was keeping it up.

Heaving, Rick feels the eyes of his squad watch him with anticipation at his next move. Not one of them daring to move or make a sound, unsure how to respond to the suddenly vicious nature of their normally collected superior coming out in such a controlled environment.

“The fuck you lookin’ at?” He questions, head whipping around to face his team who just stare back at him. Suddenly, Harley takes a step forward, ignoring the way DuBois shakes his head in an attempt to tell her not to provoke the colonel.

“Fuck’s wrong with ya, Flag? What’s got ya panties in a twist? You need to get laid or something,” Harley doesn’t notice the way Rick marches toward her til he’s standing right in front of her. “Why don’t you shut your fucking mouth, Quinn. You don’t know what you’re talking ‘bout,” Harley’s eyes darken in anger as she purses her lips before shoving a finger into Flag’s chest.

“Where do you get off telling me to shut my mouth. It ain’t my fault you can’t get a girl. It most certainly ain’t my fault that you were too late to fuck (Y/N),” Rick’s eyes narrow at the woman, “yeah, don’t think we didn’t notice the way your mood progresses down the drain the closer (Y/N) and Tak get. So why don’t you take it out on somebody else, but not us,” Harley concludes before walking off, the rest of the squad following her out save for DuBois who clasps a hand on Rick’s shoulder.

“You really need to get laid, mate. It might help you,” Rick contemplates Robert’s words as the former assassin walks away, leaving Rick to his own thoughts.

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You laugh as you walk through the door with Tak following closely behind before shutting your door. Placing your bag down you move to pop open a bottle of wine when a high pitch voice giggling steers your concentration to the hall.

“Yeah, I’ll see you later, Ricky,” the culprit walks out of Rick’s room and allows you to get a better look at the woman. She has a nice body, you note to yourself, sun kissed skin with an ample bosom and an hourglass waist. But what you notice the most is the hickeys that were beginning to form on her neck and the fact that she is naked. Normally, you would be seeing red. After all, you’ve spent so much time on trying to win Rick and get with him, but for some reason, seeing the naked woman doesn’t really get a reaction out of you. Maybe it’s partially because of the talk that you and Tak just had.

Tak, on the other hand, has mixed thoughts about what’s in front of him. He was half expecting you to be throwing a fit by now but then he also can’t believe the audacity Rick has. From what Tak can tell about your relationship with Rick is that you have given your everything for Rick and Rick just continues to take advantage of it time after time.

“Hey Sav, you forgot your-” Rick rushes out of his room, hair disheveled and pants hanging low on his hips and in his hand, a bright pair of red underwear, however, upon seeing you in the doorway with Takeshi right behind you, Rick can’t help but feel a twang of guilt. Instead of making a scene like Rick thought you would, you simply grab Tak’s hand and maneuver away from the hooker and into your bedroom without sparing Rick another glance.

“Thanks, Rick. Same time next week?” Rick struggles to look between the crack of your door while Savannah plucks her underwear out of his hands.

“Actually, no. I don’t think I’ll be needing it.” Rick offers her a small smile as she shrugs, leaving the apartment and Rick alone. Shaking his head, Rick peers through the crack before pushing the door open, only to see you sitting on Tak’s lap while Tak mindlessly plays with your hair. “What the hell is going on here?”

You look up from your laptop to Rick in the doorway, shirt still off and various lipstick prints over his toned body. “What do you mean? I’m just trying to get some work done?” Rick resists the urge to roll his eyes at your obliviousness before he’s gesturing to you on Tak’s lap.

“That. Why are you on his lap?” You look back at Tak with a smile, his hand finding a place on your thigh and gently squeezing in support before you turn back to Rick.

“Well, actually, Tak and I were just talking and… I’m thinking about going back with him.” Rick’s heart drops and shatters into pieces but he would be damned if he let it show.

“What?” The question is quiet as he tries to wrap his brain around what you just said. “What did you say?” He looks between you and Tak in confusion. Just how could this happen?

“Once the portal is back up, she’s coming with me,” Tak comments emotionlessly. In one way, he is ecstatic that you would be willing to try a relationship out with him, but he doesn’t know just how much danger he would be putting you in by bringing you back and if something happened to you like something happened to Quell, he truly doesn’t know how he would live with himself. Of course, when he was discussing it with you about an hour ago, he could practically see the way your eyes lit up with excitement and the prospect, but Tak knows you. He knows that once you go with him, you’re going to immediately regret it and want to go back home. Back to Rick. And that part scares him.

“No,” Rick takes a step back, heart hammering against his chest, “no, you can’t go back.” Rick’s vision starts to blur as he leans on the frame, slowly sliding down the post and you’re quick to jump up from Tak’s lap and rush to Rick’s side, looking him over in confusion.

“Rick, are you okay? Do you need me to call an ambulance?” Rick shakes his head, pushing you away as he struggles to take deep breaths. He honestly can’t remember the last time he had a panic attack like this, and he hates it.

“No, just leave me alone.” He rushes out the door and to his room, confusion settling in. What did he do to drive you away? What does Takeshi Kovacs have that he doesn’t? With a rather dumb idea in mind, he pulls out his phone and dials the only number he knows will help, no matter the cost.

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The drive to Belle Reve is longer than it typically is. Maybe it’s because of the tight tension in the car or maybe it’s a sinking gut feeling, but whatever it was, you’re anxious to get back to your project.

As Rick pulls into the parking lot, your eyes widen at the plume of smoke rising from the scientific division. “No, no, no.” You jump out of the car and ignore the calls of Rick and Tak to come back only to run toward the fire and hope that it wasn’t your life’s work.

Looking back and forth between each other, both men rush after you and into the building where it only takes minutes to find you, collapsed on the ground and in tears.

Sinking to his knees, Tak fumes silently as he takes you into his strong arms. Despite the fire looking like an accident, Tak’s envoy intuition is telling him that it’s anything but, but he doesn’t really care about that right now. In any case he’s relieved. He’s relieved that the machine is broken and he’s relieved that you and him won’t be able to go back. Sure he’s now mortal, but he’d rather be mortal than have you die and not be able to resurrect you. “It’s alright (Y/N). We don’t have to go back.” Tak rocks you in his arms while you sob into his chest as he looks around to all the different personnel, and to the side, he can easily spot Rick talking to Waller, a devious grin plastered on the latter’s face. “That fucking bastard.”

“What?” You look up through tear soaked lashes as Tak looks down, shaking his head, trying to protect you from the truth.

“Nothing princess, how about we go and pack some bags and leave for a while.”

“It was Rick, wasn’t it.”

“I don’t think he started it, but he definitely had a part in it.” If you had any doubts about moving on from Rick, they just flew out the window. Standing up, you wearily make your way over to where Rick and Waller stand off to the side line, both watching you with curiosity.

“(Y/L/N), I am sorry to see this damage. As it is, however, we do not have the funds to rebuild it.” You scoff and turn to Rick, rage boiling beneath the surface and before you know it, you’re punching him straight across the face and Tak is quick to watch over the whole ordeal in case things go south.

“You’re a real fucking asshole, Flag. I do not want to EVER see you again.” It hurt to say, but any man who would destroy your life’s work does not need to be in your life.

“I had to do what I had to do. I love you. I didn’t want to see you prance off with that alien when you could have a whole life with me.” Despite your heart swelling at the proclamation, you can’t help but to feel that you’re making the right choice.

“You have more than enough chances, Rick. I’m sorry, but you lost me.” Turning to Waller, you hand in your badge for the prison with a look of disdain on your face. “I want a transfer out of this hell hole.” She nods before you turn back to Tak, tears threatening to spill again. “Come on Tak, let’s go home and pack.” Grabbing Tak’s wrist, you drag him out of the building and you drag yourself out of Rick’s life.

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Hi I was wondering do you take requests

hello my dear!! <33

i only take requests for hc’s at the moment!! i hope that helps my dear!! 💌

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Hello! :) I was wondering if you could write a ficlet about laurits x fem reader, when the reader is very shy and clingy to them but sadly to the people out side of the relationship it looks odd and they decide to let her know what they think

So laurits begins to notice how distant the readers becoming and decides to confront her about it laurits comforts the reader and lets her know that they don’t care what other people think and that they love her no matter what

Sorry if it’s really long and confusing

Hey! :) Good to see you back with a request!

Don't worry, it's not confusing at all, I'm also happy it's a longer request since it's nice to have more details for a ficlet. I like this idea a lot and I've already added it to my to-do list, I'll get to it as soon as I can! ^-^

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adriennebarnes · 1 year

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Last Sentence Tag Wars

I was tagged by @anotherbluesunday and here are my last few sentences in my second chapter in To All The Boys I’ve Loved Before. I now am tagging @baziutawrites @daughter-of-the-stars11 and @starsluver because I Don’t know anyone else 😂

“Ugh, haven’t i dealt with the consequences of my own actions enough at school today?” Y/N asked whiningly.

“No you haven’t, we need to talk about the kiss. Listen, I’m flattered, but Enid and I just broke up and you’re her best friend and…” Ajax started but Y/N cut him off.

“Are you trying to reject me right now?” Y/N asked incredulously. “Dude, I don’t remember what was in that letter, but I was fucking 12 years old, so whatever I wrote…I don’t feel that way anymore.”

POSTING SOON!

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etfrin · 5 months

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attention to everyone!

This person posted Mine To Love on Wattpad without my permission!

I have messaged them to remove it, meanwhile can you please report the one shot so it's removed! In my rules it's clearly stated to not post my work anywhere else! so please help me out!! and repost this to spread awareness, they're probably posting work from other authors too!

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The situation at least with my work has been resolved, they removed it (yay) they probably didn't ask for consent for other works so if you know the authors of the other works please notify them if you can! And thank you to everyone who reported this, and gave me words of encouragement etc, i am grateful for that!

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descendantofthesparrow · 1 year

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Sweet boy. - Harry Hook x reader - ficlet

She/her* reader, no use of *you

Touch was one of Harry’s main love languages.

A graze of his fingers on the back of Uma’s hand. The clap on Gil’s back when he did something particularly smart or good. Holding CJ’s shoulders and shaking her about as he cackled, his little sister screaming obscenities at him with a matching grin. The push of his cheek on Harriet’s shoulder.

Touch was how Harry said ‘I love you’. On the isle-it was one of the only safe ways to say it. Uma did the same, mostly aimed towards Harry-her fingers through his hair, pinkies interlocking when they were close enough(or wrapped around his hook).

When they moved to Auradon-Harry became more open with his affection. His arms around Uma’s shoulders, holding her close as he laughed. Holding Gil’s hand when they walked. Carrying CJ on his back (usually from her demand but he never minded). Putting his full weight onto Harriet, his arms wrapped around her torso as she ignored him with a fond smile.

Harry never realized how badly he wanted to be touched like he did others, for someone to take that step before he did.

He found that in a friend he met in Auradon.

Harry smiled as he watched (y/n) move through the crowds of students, huffing as she attempted to push through a small pack of friends-all so closely knit together she had to stop and step aside to let them pass. “yall ain't the only ones in the hall ya know!” (y/n) yelled over the noise, barely audible with how loud everyone was. Harry laughed quietly, watching as (y/n) finally broke through the chaos and ran up to him, her arms spread wide as she yelled out his name-the two finally reunited after morning classes separated them.

“HARRY!” (y/n) slammed into his chest-her arms going around his torso and squeezing tightly, his arms doing the same-nuzzling his face into her hair. He loved her hugs, she liked to practically body slam him and squeeze him as tight as she could without hurting him-he didn’t mind, it gave him a sense of peace he never knew he could feel.

“(y/n)” Harry purred, feeling (y/n)’s hands pat his back a bunch of times before pulling back, his hands moving to her waist as she twisted around to look for Uma and Gil-but they were already in the cafeteria-getting a table for the group. “they’re already at lunch, c’mon-before all the good shits gone.” (y/n) cheered and took his hand, trailing behind him as he easily walked through the crowds.

When they finally sat down-(y/n) was already glued to his side, cheek on his shoulder and hand around his arm. She was always touching him somehow-just like he did. Be it Uma, Gil, his sisters, Ben, or Evie, hell even Jay-he always was touching them one way or the other, a hand on their shoulder, his shoulder against their back, his foot touching theirs, he always had to be touching them in one way or the other-unless they didn’t like being touched, like Mal.

Mal didn’t like to be touched unless she initiated it, and even then she was very….cat like. Harry loved it, he liked being touched, his hands held, his hair ruffled, being hugged, hell his new favorite thing was laying down and having Uma or (y/n) just-putting their full weight on them. Just absolutely crushing him.

He loved that.

He tilted his head into (y/n)’s as she curled her arms around his arm and turned, her cheek pressed against his shoulder as someone called her name-her laugh ringing through his ears as she squeezed his arm. Harry couldn’t help but smile, a feeling floating in his chest as he took a bite of his sandwich. A feeling he could only describe as; peace. He was content.

-end-

Idk-just kinda smoothing back into writing Harry. Again, the only multipart I’ll be writing will be cstf so-have a lil ficlet?

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