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maplesyrupsainz · 5 months

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˖⁺｡˚⋆˙do-over | MV1˖⁺｡˚⋆˙

pairing: max verstappen x fashion designer!reader y/n (she/her)

genre: social media au, "enemies" (exes) to lovers

warnings: i just be making shit up fr

summary: in which they meet again and rekindle their relationship much to the delight of their fans

a/n: tbh i got no idea how to do enemies to lovers so i went for like a past messy breakup nd rekindle of the relationship now they're older nd more mature or wtvr let me know what u think!!! this was a req but it was super duper vague so i jus pulled this together nd pls fr bare in mind tht im not a max verstappen fan by any stretch lol

request!!!: Enemies to lovers with Max please

my masterlist

alternate ending

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yourbff my girl forever nd ever ⭐️

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user1 new fan gained

user2 omg i rmmbr her from when she dated max & now im just rediscovering her she's sooo gorgeous wtaf

user3 i can't believe max fumbled her

user4 my competition for her hand jus tripled

user5 quadrupled more like

user6 max verstappen found dead

user7 cant wait for a new collection

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ynupdates I LOVE YOU SO MUCH

yourusername i love u 🫀🫀

user8 u are fr the coolest girl in the world

yoursister so proud of you 🥹

yourusername stop it you'll make me emotional 😭

user9 you are so so loved

user10 nothing you could've said would put us off supporting u forever🤟

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maxverstappen1 life lately ⏰

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user11 Y/N IN THE LIKES I REPEAT Y/N IN THE LIKES

user12 no freaking way

user13 i need to know what's going on have they spoken since the podcast ?!!

user14 exes to lovers arc incoming🥹

user15 he's so cute

landonorris why is your comment section so full up of drama max

maxverstappen1 i didnt ask for this

user16 max is so tired of us LOL

user17 not sorry

user18 i love drama

user19 max acting dumb like he didnt post this to get her attention

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ynupdates y/n y/l/n spotted today outside a cafe with ex beau max verstappen, following the release of a podcast episode on which y/n discussed her feelings on how the relationship played out. the meet up has come after they were seen liking each other's instagram stories & posts, however the discussion they were having reportedly seemed heated and as though they were having a disagreement. rumours/theories of them rekindling their romance were rife but what is the consensus now? we are sending our love to y/n as always!

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user20 omg what is happening

user21 im so surprised she even met with him

user22 he wants her back & she cant deny him bc every girl has a soft spot for their first love

user23 agree but tbh it's probs good tht they argued or wtvr coz she isnt giving in to him she's making sure he fights for her 🤷

user24 some of u guys are delulu af

user25 what i would give to be a fly on the wall in that convo

user26 i hope he's changed or at least fr lets her move on

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user27 omg first time we've seen y/n with her guitar in ages

user28 the guitar omg

yourbff best girl in the world

yourusername i love u 🫀🫀

yoursister hard at work or hardly working?

yourusername shut up you

danielricciardo you better not be drinking tequila without me!

yourbff we wouldn't dream of it

user29 omg daniel publicly being friends with y/n !!?

user30 something is changing here

user31 there's something in the air 🤔

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danielricciardo hang tight

yourusername lol thanks??

user32 send locaysh 🤟🤟

user33 we miss u y/n

user34 omgggggg i cant wait for more designs from u

maxverstappen1 posted a story

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yourbff MAX WHAT ARE YOU DOING

maxverstappen1 getting coffee what does it look like

yourbff i know you're not taking that to y/n

danielricciardo if y/bff/n msgs u ignore her

maxverstappen1 👍

user35 SOMETHING IS HAPPENING HERE

user36 is this for y/n

user37 this plus y/n's story .... the maths is mathing

user38 No freaking way

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charles_leclerc im on the edge of my seat!!

yourusername 😭 hi charles

yourbff I KNOW WHAT'S HAPPENING Y/N U GUYS ARE NOT SLICK

danielricciardo ignore y/bff/n

yourusername done & done

user39 im spinning around

user40 i've connected the dots

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danielricciardo have you forgiven me yet

yourbff i'll forgive max before i forgive you

maxverstappen1 have you forgiven me?

yourbff what do you think max emilian

yourusername you are not mad at all

yourbff of course not. i always loved max

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user45 oh my god it's real

user46 NO WAY IS SHE BACK IN THE PADDOCK

user47 & she said she couldn't ever be just friends with her first love...

ynupdates NO YOU'RE RIGHT

user48 they are soulmates for real

user49 i can't believe all it took was a podcast episode

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charles_leclerc i will say i am shocked but happy beyond words to have you back!

yourusername ❤️❤️ catch up soon!

danielricciardo she's back for goood

yourusername don't speak too soon

yourbff can i come

yourusername max said only if you forgive him in writing

yourbff 😑

user50 shameless 🥹🥹🥹

user51 YOU GOT THAT GLOW OF A NEW OLD RELATIONSHIP

ynupdates not you trying to pretend you aren't ecstatic

user52 i want whatever max verstappen has

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user53 the lol

ynupdates trying to pretend i care about racing😕😕😕

user54 he's down bad for her always has been always will be

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user55 they're just friends they're just friends they're just friends

user56 i dont believe it for a second

yourbff get back to work

yourusername im busy right now

yourbff oh i wonder what with

user57 max max max max

user58 she gets prettier everytime i see her

maxverstappen1 so glad to have you back on the paddock y/n ❤️

yourusername glad to be back !

user59 they r so stiff

user60 trying to trick us into thinking they arent in love

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user64 SHE LOOKS SOOO HAPPY

ynupdates her smile😭😭😭

yourbff the way you're glowing

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yourusername i love u too 🥹🫶

user65 i'll never recover

user66 the new (old) f1 it couple

user67 best wag of all time

user68 cant wait to buy all of y/n's new collection

user69 literally same it looks soo cool

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ynupdates omg she is so hot what the hell

maxverstappen1 you're telling me

user70 OH MY GODDD

user71 her in max's car oh myyyy

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danielricciardo you're welcome everyone

yourbff you do not get credit for this

danielricciardo have you forgiven me yet

maxverstappen1 and me?

yourbff no never

yourusername tell the truth y/bff/n

yourbff ok fine i was never mad

THE END 🤍

#f1 #f1 fanfic #f1 fic #f1 imagine #smau #f1 smau #f1 x reader #daniel ricciardo #max verstappen #mv1 #mv1 imagine #mv1 x reader #maddie's smau

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little-emerald-snake · 1 month

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Getting Caught pt 4 Finale - Ominis Gaunt X F!MC

🔥 NSFW 🔞 MDNI

I can’t believe you heathens have gobbles this little series up so frantically and kept enjoying every part I put out. I’m so grateful everyone likes it. That being said consider this a finale piece. I have so many branching ideas that I want to work on and therefore I feel I’ve written a good end for this little series. I hope you enjoy and thanks for hanging on for this little journey.

Warnings: a little fluff, losing virginity, awkward first time, mentions of blood, unprotected p-in-v, use of the word cervix (some of yall CANT get with that word so I added it here 😅)

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Ominis paced the Undercroft. His head had been an absolute mess since their last meeting. All his life he’d never wanted to have sex with anyone, the fear of producing an heir or subjecting a woman to his family being far too much for his sanity.

But now all he could think about was what she felt like inside, how badly he wanted to take her sweet, soft innocence and make her cry out in pleasure while wrapped around him. How badly he wanted to hold her in his arms and drown in her incredible scent.

He’d thought about sex but never this much in his entire life. His thoughts as he laid in bed awake trying to sleep was what her possible reaction would be, would she also want it? What would become of them if they went farther, could he protect her from his family if they decided to court?

His head lifted when he heard the whirring clocks, he straightened, clasping his hands behind his back and listening to each echoing boot step as she came closer. “Ominis. I got your owl…”

He held out his hand, causing her to stop. “C-can I say what I have to say?” After a beat of silence and a small yes he continued. “I-I haven’t been able to stop thinking of you. Maybe it’s because we’ve suddenly become rather intimate…but…I find myself feeling a strong desire for you. One that can’t be quenched while alone in my bed at night.”

He took a deep breath, trying to calm the harsh hammering of his heart. “I…want to ask if you’d be open to courtship. I know my family is less than desirable to be associated with but I could keep it secret from them. We could just tell our close and trusted friends…or if you’re not okay with that maybe…it stays strictly physical and secret.”

He wished now more than ever to have sight, to see her face…her silence made his stomach tighten into harsh uncomfortable knots. But when she finally spoke he couldn’t hold back a sigh of relief. “Ominis…I…you want to become physical?”

His cheeks reddened, a stutter marring his speech. “W-well I…y-yes I suppose. I-I-I mean I’d love to court you first but I…can’t stop thinking of whatever we've been doing together. I-I want more, however you’ll give it to me.”

She stepped closer to him, with each step his heart crashed against his ribcage, threatened to burst from his chest. To his surprise the pounding of his heart was the furthest thing from his mind as her hand caressed his cheek and soft lips met his.

He stayed absolutely still till she pressed deeper into the kiss, then his hands were in her hair, pulling her close as their kiss deepened. It’s a slow and sensual kiss, no urgency behind it, just raw emotions.

When the kiss broke they were both red cheeked and breathless. He was still holding her close, afraid that if he let her go she may dissolve into thin air.

She caressed his cheek again and he could hear her smile. “Ominis…I’d love to be yours. W-we can figure out how to manage your family as we go but I want this, us.”

Ominis swept her up into his arms and she giggled happily. He kissed her again, still holding her in his arms, maneuvering them deeper into the Undercroft. He sank to his knees and laid her on the pile of blankets, breaking the kiss. “D-do you want to go further?”

A small yes had him diving forward, lips crashing against hers. This kiss was a hungry, burning, all consuming wildfire that had her clawing at his chest, pulling him down against her.

He hovered above her, one hand awkwardly coming up to paw at the front of her shirt. A wave of heat pooled in his groin, sparking to life the need he harbored for her. She hummed softly which he took as a good sign, groping a bit harder and seeking her nipple through the fabric.

She breathlessly took his hand, helping him slide it up under her shirt and their kiss was broken as he moaned just from the feeling of her chemise. He was rock hard against her thigh, grinding himself greedily against her.

He pinched her nipple a bit harder than intended, causing her to yelp. He looked up sheepishly, apologizing before abandoning her breast and sliding his hand down to her skirt, hiking it up around her waist.

He groaned as his fingers met her wet center, dipping in to collect her wetness before rolling over her clit. She sagged against the blankets, moaning needily as he picked up speed.

Her back arched and Ominis pushed himself up as best as he could, still rubbing her as he attempted to free his aching erection one handed. He paused to rub a flattened palm over himself, desperate to soothe the urgency.

Once he’d accomplished freeing himself he was pushing against her, awkwardly leaning over her while trying to line himself up between her legs.

She tensed and he stopped, going back to rolling her sensitive bud under the pads of his fingers. “No rush darling, it’s okay. Sorry for my eagerness.”

She clutched his shirt, lifting her hips to chase the feeling he was giving her. She was gasping and moaning, writhing beneath him and if he didn’t know better he’d think she was about to cum.

His suspicion was confirmed when he nudged against her entrance again and she wriggled her hips against him, he could feel her spasming even just pressed against her entrance. His eager fingers sped up on her clit as a sob caught in her throat.

He pushed past the thin barrier of her virginity, turning her blissful sounds into a sharp cry. His attention was divided between the blissful heat he was slowly shoving into and petting her hair gently while cooing encouragements. “S-such a good girl. Gods, you feel so tight.”

She whimpered, pulling him closer which was his only sign to keep pushing into her almost too tight heat. His control waned when he lifted his hand to feel her face and caught a wet tear sliding over her cheek.

He tried to pull out and she shook her head, tugging at his shirt. “D-don’t stop. M’fine…please.”

He didn’t stop, instead focusing on rubbing her sensitive nub while lurching his hips forward inside of her. His thrusts were jerky and untimed but he still felt her clench around him and heard her whimper in pleasure.

A sick satisfaction and sense of pride took over him when he smelled the tang of blood and felt the slickness of it coating him. He shoved all the way inside, feeling her clenched tightly while he pulled out and shoved back in.

A choked moan escaped her throat and she clung tighter to him. They rocked together, finding a rhythm where he pulled out and pushed back in. He was much longer than she’d imagined so he bottomed out every time, causing a gasp when his tip kissed her cervix.

His elbows were planted on either side of her head as he rut into her, hips moving faster and more fervently. He grunted and groaned till finally he stilled and spilled inside of her, filling her up.

Her cheeks were red as she laid beneath him, embarrassed and shy after feeling him absolutely unload inside of her. He panted, adjusting so he could hold her face. “M’fuck I’m sorry. I couldn’t help it. Don’t worry, won’t stop till you’re done too.”

She couldn’t believe he was still hard, his hand moved down to rub her clit again and his thrusts resumed, gentle and calculated. It wasn’t long before her moans and arching back indicated she was close. He felt her body language and soon she was clutching onto him, whimpering and begging. “G-gonna…m’gonna cum! Ominis!”

She did, clenching around him, she exploded in blissful orgasmic pleasure. He grit his teeth, forcing himself to stay calm as she whimpered and pleaded through her orgasm as it tore through her.

He held her, staying buried inside of her as he soothed her and caressed her. Petting her hair and praising her. “You’re so incredible. This is perfect. Gods I can’t believe your mine. All mine.”

She blushed, relaxing in his touch as he held her, basking in his warmth and soothing touch, taking in the fact that this all started with her catching him in the act down in this exact spot.

#hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy smut #hogwarts legacy fanfiction #ominis gaunt #ominis gaunt fanfiction #ominis gaunt smut #little emerald snake

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v1olentdelights · 9 months

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Across a Crowded Room

Spencer Reid x reader - 2k words

TW: fire..., mention of like passing out and being in a hospital, just regular cm stuff, and my bad writing of how a fire starts? maybe

Summary: It had been a couple years since you and Spencer had seen each other. What happens when he gets a case in your hometown, and you reunite?

a/n: I can only think about having a job as a florist, so that's what we are gonna stick with. Hope you enjoy :) I know people cant just up and move... lets play pretend, okay. and thank you @magic-is-beauty for reading it over!

It had been a couple years since you had last seen Spencer Reid. You had met in a coffee shop you worked at. It was silly, but you had seen him come in a few times and thought he was cute, so you put your phone number on his cup one time. You could see how his cheeks turned bright red and how he turned towards you with a meek smile. Thank goodness he saw your number, because for the next 2 years you and Spencer would be best friends and dating. That was until he moved away.

On one of your many dates Spencer had told you he had big news. You were thinking that maybe he had been invited to teach.

“I’ve been invited to join the Behavioral Analysis Unit in Quantico, Virginia!” he exclaimed. And for the first time in your relationship with Spencer, you felt disappointed. Well not necessarily with him, more so that he was leaving you.

“Oh, that's great Spence.” You tried to sound enthusiastic and supportive. But even Spencer could tell you weren’t.

“You’re not happy?” It was more of a statement.

“It's not that I’m not happy, I am really happy for you! You have wanted this for so long. But you are leaving me, and I’m going to miss you.”

“Well, I thought maybe you could come with me? There are a lot of great opportunities, especially considering D.C. is right next door.”

“You know I can’t Spencer. I have a whole life here, family, a job, there is too much.” You could see the light in his eyes dim slightly. “I’m sorry, you know if I could that I’d be there with you every step of the way.”

“No, no I totally understand. I just wish you could.”

You both had spent your last few weeks together well, but you knew what him leaving meant. There was nothing you could do to stop the impending goodbye. And you guys tried to keep in contact, you really did. But your lives moved on and there seemed to be less and less time for you to talk to one another, so you just slowly lost contact.

Over that time, you had moved back to your small hometown to take care of your sick grandmother while you balanced school and her flower shop.

The BAU received a case in Spencer's hometown, your run of the mill arsonist. It was nothing too crazy, they were sure to be back to home base within the week. Thankfully only a few people had died and fewer were injured in the last couple of fires.

Upon their arrival he was hit with a wave of nostalgia.

“Come on! I want to show you my favorite ice cream parlor! There is even a great bookstore next to it!” You were skipping down the street with Spencer's hand in yours, and you were going a bit fast but he would never admit that.

You had been gracious enough to invite Spencer to stay with you in your hometown for a few weeks during his last summer (unbeknownst to you) with you.

“I’m coming!” he laughed as he sped up his walking a bit. That afternoon was one of the most memorable days you’d ever had. You were letting Spencer in on a part of your life only a few got to experience.

“Come on Reid.” Hotch's voice pulled him out of his memory. On their way to the station, he was watching his life pass him by the whole way there. The Sunday afternoon walks, the dates at the small ice cream parlor you loved. They passed 2 of the crime scenes, one of which was that diner, both burnt to a crisp.

As they were setting everything up, the team could tell Spencer's mind was somewhere else. No one mentioned it though thinking it was just the feelings of being home arising. There wasn’t much to go off of other than the locations and how the fires were started, a match and gasoline.

Hotchner had ordered everyone to go back to the hotel and get a few hours of good sleep and then come back ready to work.

Spencer had been pacing the room for the past couple minutes contemplating texting you. He hadn’t deleted your number, and even if he had, he would have recalled it from memory.

If he were to text, what would he say? He hadn’t texted you in over a year now. Would a sudden message be weird? Spencer honestly just wanted to know if you were alright, the idea of you being in trouble or hurt made him sick. Maybe he could just say he’s in town and see if you wanted to catch up before he leaves. He would decide tomorrow, hopefully after gathering more information about the unsub.

After deciding a town meeting would best get the word out and maybe reveal a few suspects, everyone gathered in the town hall. They were giving a short but in-depth profile to the public. Spencer was mid-sentence about an arsonist's motives when he caught a pair of familiar eyes staring right back at him.

It was you. He’d recognize your eyes anywhere. Derek's cough and Emily’s staring kept him talking, playing the pause off as him forgetting something. After delivering the profile he excused himself and looked for you in the crowd. He didn’t get far before you grabbed his hand, he whipped around to see your small smile. “Hey Spencer, it's been a while.” For a moment you both were still, but as if his brain had restarted, he wrapped you in his arms tightly.

“I’ve missed you.” Both of you not pulling away for a moment, just taking in the moment. “I was going to text you, but-” he cut himself off, you’d understand. You always understood.

“When I heard the buzz around town I almost texted you too. But then I remembered you're the one who catches the big bad guy, I should probably let you work.” You let out an awkward laugh. The last time you had seen him was when you were saying goodbye.

You had taken Spencer to the airport so you could say goodbye, it was filled with tears, mostly from you, and plenty of hugs.

“I’ll call you every chance I get.” he reassured you with a kiss to the nose, bringing his hand up to wipe away your tears.

“I know, but what if you can’t? What if you get hurt and die? How will I know you’re okay?” you sounded pathetic honestly, it was obvious that Spencer would be okay, he was on a team with some of the world's best profilers and was incredibly smart. But it didn’t stop you from worrying.

“I'll be okay, I promise.” he pressed a gentle kiss, holding you tightly. Then you watched him walk through security and onto his new life.

“I’ll always make time for you.” He said it in a way that sounded desperate, a way that told you he really meant it. But he could feel the team's stares, he knew that not only would they be wanting an explanation as to who you were; but that he also needed to get back to catching the unsub.

“You go do what you need to do.” You nodded to the team, “And call me if you have time for lunch or dinner, we can catch up.” you rubbed his arm up and down once before walking away. Oh, how he hated watching you leave.

“Sooooo, are you gonna tell us who that was?” JJ asked in a teasing tone.

“A girlfriend?” Emily joked as she bumped into Derek. Rossi and David had an uninterested look on their face, but were totally listening in.

“Yes actually. We haven’t talked in a while though.” he turned back towards the way you left, hoping to see you again.

Now time was running out, if they were able to trust the timeline of the last 3 fires, today there would be another. There were police frequently patrolling the streets. There wasn’t much more that could be done. The police station was buzzing, everyone looking into people who were suspicious. However, since they lived in the small town, their observations and conclusions had to be taken with a grain of salt.

Then there was the ringing of a phone, everyone stopped for a moment. Someone picked it up only to hear an address then the phone hung up. The force was gearing up and peeling out of the parking lot calling in for the fire department, as was the team.

You were tending to some of your assortments in the back when you heard the jingle of your doorbell.

“I’ll be with you in just a moment.” as you were finishing up you heard a liquidy sound from the front of the store. As you came out a burst of flames emerged in front of you, slowly your flowers began to catch fire. The posters and Styrofoam, the rug, everything was catching fire, but you couldn’t make your way past to get out of the building. The fumes were rising, you thought you could hear sirens faintly.

Trying to move away from the flames you made your way to the back room. There was another door that led into the alleyway. However, the door was locked, you kept twisting and ramming into the door, but nothing worked. You began to feel dizzy and almost sick.

Stumbling back into the wall for some support you slid into a sitting position. They covered what to do in this situation in school, but not to this extent. Just as you were about to fade out you heard someone yelling. In an attempt to get someone's attention you yelped as loud as you could, though it wasn’t that powerful, the first responders could hear.

You could make out someone's figure as they wrapped their arms under your legs and back and carried you out.

Waking up you could hear the beeping of the hospital machines. Your hand twitches but it was held by something, though it quickly squeezed your hand. Opening your eyes, you saw your handsome Spencer looking at you.

“Hey, you're alright.” he smiled at you as he grabbed the water next to your bedside. “The shop isn’t going to make it, is it?”

“No, I don’t think it is. But I’d rather you have made it instead of the shop. I’m sorry about that, but you should be pleased to know we caught the guy.”

“Doing your job perfectly, just like I imagined.” grabbing his hand again you squeezed it gently.

“I thought about you every day. There is this coffee shop down the street from my apartment and it's almost exactly like the one we met at. But you’re not there, so it's not as perfect. And when I take the metro home, I think about what I would say to you.” He looks earnestly into your eyes “I think about you all the time, and I regret not taking you with me.”

“I couldn’t come then, you know that. I had too much to take care of at home.” He shakes his head slightly in understanding. “But I guess now that my shop is burnt down… I don’t have much else, my classes are online, and my lease is almost up.” It was almost comical how his face lit up.

“You could come back with me to D.C. I mean, only if you want to.”

You both looked at one another in a new light. You could truly pick up and leave now, and it made you ecstatic for the future.

“Only until I find a place of my own for now.” You brought his hand up to kiss his knuckles.

“Until you find your own place.” He smiled constantly. Unbeknownst to him, almost his whole team was standing just out of sight, eavesdropping, preparing for a gossip session with Penelope.

#grace writes #criminal minds imagine #criminal minds x y/n #criminal minds x reader #criminal minds fic #spencer reid #spencer reid x you #spencer reid imagine #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid fluff #criminal minds fluff #criminal minds #x reader #reader insert

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holymolymacaroni · 5 months

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“If I could love you I would” Damon Salvatore x reader

Tags: Angst, love, heartbroken reader, sadness, eventual makeup, reader is Elena’s older sister

“This is why I can’t be with you anymore, Y/N as much as I love you you will never be Elena to me, and I’ll only hurt you worse the more I stick around and pretend that you could take away all of those feelings I’ve felt. It does neither of us any good. I’m sorry I really am but I can’t hurt you anymore” Damon spoke as he dropped you off at your house as a sad look was framed on his face. "So....your choosing her, my own sister who's made it clear that she doesn't love you over me? Instead of the person who has only ever showed you love, kindness and happiness....t-this is it? Just like that?" You cried as tears couldn't stop forming around your eyes as you poured out your feelings "w-why can't I be good enough?" You asked as Damon frowned and looked away

“You are more than good enough Y/N, it’s just not that simple” he replied as he took a step closer to you, his eyes meeting yours “I know you understand why I can’t be with you anymore, you’re not stupid. It’s not that you’re not enough, it’s that you’re too much for me to handle right now. I need someone who can understand the person I am and the things I have to do, and you can’t do that. You’re too innocent, too pure. You deserve someone who can give you the life you want, and I can’t do that for you” he explained softly, his voice laced with regret "But I want you. More than anything else in this world. And that's the problem. I don't want to hurt you, but I can't stop myself from doing just that. It's not fair to you, or to me. We both deserve better than this." He took another step closer, his hand reaching out to brush a stray tear from your cheek. "I'm sorry, Y/N. I really am”

As he touched your cheek you couldn’t help but push his hand away from your face as anger and sadness clouded your judgment "Too innocent? Too pure? That's not what you were saying when you had me laying in your bed as you took my virginity Damon. I know more then you think I do but I know for a fact Elena will break your heart again and you know it.....why can't you just pick me Damon? Why are you and Stefan always fighting over Elena!? WHY CANT YOU FIGHT FOR ME FIGHT FOR THE LOVE I KNOW YOU FEEL FOR ME!?!" You yelled angrily as tears kept falling.

“Y/N, you’re right. I’m not perfect. And I did take your virginity because I wanted to, because you’re beautiful and amazing and I couldn’t resist. But that doesn’t change the fact that I can’t be with you. Not the way you deserve to be. I’m sorry, but it’s the truth. As for me and Stefan fighting over Elena, we do it because she’s the one who makes us feel alive again, who brings out the best and worst in us. She’s like a drug to us, and we can’t help ourselves. And as for fighting for you, I am fighting for you, in my own way. I’m trying to let you go so you can find someone who can give you what you want, someone who can make you happy, someone who won’t hurt you. I don’t want to be that person anymore. I can’t. I’m sorry” he said, his voice full of emotion as he took another step closer to me. "I know this hurts. But it's for the best. You deserve better than someone like me. Someone who isn’t me” he removed his hand from your face as he stepped back “I don’t expect you to understand darling, but you need too.”

“You don't know what I deserve Damon....everything you've told me about loving me and wanting to be with me until my dying breath was a lie... and it's all for Elena.....everything is always about Elena......everyone loves Elena....you, Stefan, Matt, EVERYONE!!!! What about m-me? What about me wanting love? What about me wanting you Damon? I can't just forget like you want me too....I-I love you Damon Salvatore I have since the first day I met you.....and I refuse to believe that you never loved me back.....but choose Elena I should have expected as such from you, your so far up her ass that you push anyway else away that could possibly love and care for you and it's all because you wanted what your brother had first....it's not that you love her it's you wanting to rip away Stefan's heart through her.” You spat angrily at him

He knew he shouldn't have said those things to her, he knew it would only make things worse. But he couldn't help himself. The pain in your eyes was killing him, and the thought of you loving him like that, it was too much to bear.

"Darling, you're right. I never should have said those things. I was angry and hurt, and I took it out on you. But that doesn't change the fact that I can't be with you. Not like this. I love you, Y/N. More than you'll ever know. But I can't risk hurting you again. I can't." He took a deep breath, trying to steady his voice. "I'm sorry. I should have just walked away from you, left you alone. But I couldn't do that. You're too important to me, and I don't want to lose you." He reached out then, his hand cupping your cheek gently, his thumb brushing away a stray tear. "I'm sorry. So very sorry. But I can't change who I am, or what I feel for Elena.” He spoke softly as the sadness that you felt coursed through him now.

“Just stop Damon, Just stop it okay I understand I'll never be good enough like Elena, I understand that you only used me as a distraction from her, I understand that no matter what I say or do you'll never choose me. I understand that Elena will always be the one I understand that you would do absolutely anything for her even if it meant losing your own life....I-I understand Damon but I wanted to be that person for you....I tried so hard to change myself to make you love me to make you want to pick me but I'll never be better then a second little measly option for anyone....it's all I ever am to you, to Stefan, to Matt to....to everyone okay. You just put it in big bold bright letters for me that I will NEVER be good enough....and for that Damon I'm sorry. My entire life everyone around me has always chosen Elena over me, of course they would she's the better, attractive, athletic sister and all I ever will be is the older sister who hides out in her room reading fantasy and romance novels wishing and hoping someone would finally see me....and I thought that was you Damon, but once again I'm clearly wrong.... once again Y/N another pat on your back for letting someone actually in thinking they could never hurt you.....” you spoke as you looked at Damon “I just wished you would I have told me this before I allowed myself to be attached to you over and over again” you spoke sadly as your heart finally broke all of your feelings poured from you.

“If I could love you I would” he sighed “I would do anything to be the person you deserve but I’m not. You have to face it Y/N as long as I’m around you, you’ll only get hurt” he spoke with a heavy heart, he turned and walked back to his car, his mind filled with images of your beautiful face, your smile, your tears. He knew he’d never forget you, never stop loving you. But he also knew that he couldn't be with you, not in the way you deserved. And so, he drove away, leaving behind the girl who had captured his heart, and the endless cycle of pain and regret that came with it. He felt a pain in his chest that was almost physical. He loved you, more than he ever thought possible. And yet, here he was, letting you go. It wasn't fair to you. But he knew it was the only way. He couldn't keep hurting you like this.

#damon salvarote #the vampire diaries #damon x reader #angst #love #Spotify

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minminho0 · 1 year

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-Angst

⏤͟͟͞͞ Part 2 - The one

Summary: He always leaves you to venture the world but during those times, he met someone new, someone better than you and thus he left you.

Reader: female

Warnings: --

A/n: feel free to correct my grammar

I hope you enjoy~!

"I'll come back to you soon, dont worry!"

You waved at him good bye as he grew smaller and smaller until he left your vision.

You always been a lucky girl, always getting what you wanted and so you hoped that he will become yours.

You went back at your abode wondering when he will come back.

You two met not to long ago, he saved you when you were being attacked by some treasure hoarders on the way home. To repay him you let him rest at your house whenever he wants and he gladly took it. During those times he visits, you two grew to know eachother.

You always tried your best to enjoy the moment his here with you because you always think about the day he will leave again.

You two werent official or anything just some friends that kind of act like a couple but not really?

But youre okay with anything aslong as you can still see him but your heart still yearned more.

Going to the shower with a heavy heart.

The thing that you feared the most is him finding someone new, someone to love and he wont come here anymore.

You wanted to confess to him, you tried to confess to him but every time you always get interrupted or your confidence just dissapears causing you to be a stuttering mess.

"Oh! Kazuha welcome, its been a while!" You greeted him.

Its been a year and a half since his last visit and you dearly miss him.

"Hehe, sorry i didn't inform you about my whereabouts, i forgot" he said while scratching the back of his head.

'You forgot about me?' Is what you wanted to say.

"Haha its ok!"

"Anyways come in!" You said before you can step aside, you noticed someone behind him.

"Oh? Who's that behind you, Kazuha?"

"Oh! Yes i came here because i wanted you to meet my girlfriend!"

You heart fell into pieces

All your hope just dissapeared

You knew that once he had a girlfriend your position in his life will become lower and his visits will become rarer.

Your fear came true, thats what you get for not confessing soon, now youre too late.

'Girlfriend?'

"Hello, you just be y/n, i heard alot about you" she said smiling.

Oh how you want to be introduced like that by him 'this is my girlfriend, y/n!' But you were simply to late and thought he'll come back to you, single.

"Oh- hello! Nice to meet you" you faked a smile.

"You too"

"And im sorry, y/n! We cant stay here for too long, were meeting her parents, hehe, just wanted to stop by and introduce her to you so next time you two wont be that much of a stranger!"

"Oh its ok! And good luck at your guys relationship, hope it last long" you chuckled but deep down you wanted them to break up this instant.

"Haha thank you!"

"Thank you"

"Lets go now, love"

"Mhm, bye y/n, hope we meet again soon"she waved.

I waved back beading them good bye.

They turned at their back and their figure become smaller smaller.

Oh how familiar this scene is

Where you seen him go but this time hes with someone

Someone he love

and that someone will never ever be you.

You sat there at your bed, praying to whoever to please let him come back to you and look at you with that loving gaze he held for her.

Youll do anything! Anything please! Just to suit this ache and be with him.

But this time the gods didn't let you have your way and you continued to have a heavy heart.

*Masterlist*

Its been a while since my last post.

Im currently working on a fanfic but my brain keeps skiping to the main part so idk how to start it and stuff💀my brain rn

I wrote this short fic at school, so its a bit uncreative-ishbut i do hope you enjoyed it! :D

-February 27, 2023

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lunar-knight84 · 10 months

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RED DRESS

Adult Kyle broflovski x reader summary : it's been years since you last seen kyle and going to your high school reunion may make it a bit awkward then normal

Warning/stuff inside: Fluff, OOC, small angst, a bit of touching without consent (yall he just takes you to dance without asking!and does some other romantic touches without asking ), suggestive flirting, not spell checked or proof read.

Kind of inspired by the song red dress by magic

Disclaimer: this is my first fanfic so please be kind I didn’t have any one to look at it or anything and I think the ending is kind of rush so if you have any tips feel free to share! Also I’m sorry if this is really bad I tired. I hope you enjoy

It's been years and finally it's the night you have been dreading ever since you left your high school to begin with. It's your 10 year highschool reunion and it's going to absolutely suck. You have been dreading the night since your friend victor chaos mentioned it a few nights ago. He was super excited to see his old friend Kenny again but you on the other hand were not so keen on seeing old friends especially the one and only kyle broflovski. He turned your life upside down when you actually started talking to him in junior year of high school. He not only stole your food but he most importantly stole your heart ... .which is why it hurt so terribly when broke up with you on the last day of senior year. You honestly didn't see it coming just like how you cant seem to find anything wearable to this event. ¨cmonnn Y/N we are gonna be so lateeee¨ say your friend Red who you called to come help you with what to wear ¨red give me a moment i think i found what to wear!!!¨ you say excitedly as you come out of your bathroom wearing a beautiful red dress which shows off your body just in the right way to make you look stunning. Red gasp and giggles excitedly as she pulls you in for a hug ¨you look beautiful!¨ you chuckle ̈thanks Red you look absolutely stunning as well! Are you ready to go?¨ you say kind of excited at the thought maybe actually having some fun with red at this event ¨yup!¨ she links arms with you as you both head out to the event. Once you arrive your high school still looks the same as you and red reminisce about all the memories you had here together as you walk into the gym. The gym is packed and you could see a few faces that you recognize as you start to believe that Kyle might not be here. Red waves at you and points to her cousin Craig letting you know she's gonna talk with him for a bit as you find yourself walking around the gym exploring it. Soon you bump into your old friend Victor chaos ¨hey vic!¨ you say as you hug him ¨hey Y/N It's awesome that you came! You look fantastic!!¨ he says in a cheery voice and his eyes soon spot someone else ¨oh look there kenny!¨ he says again in a cheery tone as he points to where kenny is and your about to go p to kenny but that when you see the familiar color of apple red hair that stops you in your tracks ¨what wrong Y/N-Oh i see¨ victor says as he notices kyle ¨well the Y/N you know where to find me if you want some NFTs or if you need something else! Victor says as he walks over to Kenny leaving you in somewhat of a conflicted state. You decide to get some punch to figure a way out of this event without seeming rude as you hear a voice call out ¨HEY YOU IN THE RED DRESS¨ which immediately catches your attention and causes you to spin around and be met with emerald eyes looking at you. You immediately feel heat rise to your cheek as you begin to remember all the memories you had with those precious green eyes as you mumble out ¨hello Kyle¨. Kyle smiles at you ¨hello Y/N…you look beautiful tonight…¨ he says with a charming tone as he continues to scan your body in that beautiful red dress. ¨thank you kyle..so um how have you been…¨ you say nervously as you hope a bit of small talk will get him to leave your side .¨ive been well N/N…what about you?¨ he says as he sips his drink still staring at you. Hearing the nickname he gave you tumble out of his lips makes more heat spill out onto your cheek as you smile nervously ¨i've been good kyle what about yourself?¨ you say as you hope this awkward conversion will end soon ¨i've been good as well N/N…had my mind on someone lately…¨ he said with a charming smile as he winked at you. You look at him with conflicted eyes as you not sure how to feel about his words as you bite your lip in thought but you suddenly feel him get closer to you ¨N/N what are you thinking about~¨ he whispers with a soft smile as if his words were innocent but you could tell by the mischievous glimpse in his eye that it could possibly be anything but innocent. You brush him off as you lean away from him ¨nothing of importance to you kyle… ¨

you say with a small smile unsure of how to proceed from here. Kyle chuckles as you take your hand and pulls you by your back closer to him to dance. This obviously catches you off guard as you're about to push him away as he softly says ¨i'm sorry Y/N…i'm sorry for hurting you…i didn't..¨ he says in a sorrowful tone as it seems he can't get the rest of his words out as he hangs his head a bit low . You're swaying with him now as you realize the whole break up must have been on Kyle's mind if he's apologizing for it now. You sigh as you're not sure whether to forgive this man in front of you or to leave his embrace and try to move onto the night. You stare up at him as you hug him gently ¨it's okay kyle..¨ you say gently unsure of how to comfort him. He immediately cups your cheeks making you look at his emerald eyes as he speaks ¨Y/N its not okay… I heard how badly you were taking the break up and I truly didn't know how it would affect you…I thought that it would be better to break up before we headed to college to prevent more feelings getting hurt…im sorry..forgive me please…¨ his emerald eyes look into your silently pleading for you to forgive him. You think for a moment as you tightly hug him and say ¨it's in the past kyle…i forgive you okay..¨ you cup his cheek as you smile softly as you both hug each other and sway a bit more enjoying this event together . It takes some time until you hear Kyle's voice in your ear as he says ¨you know.. N/N i think i gotta find a way to take this off..¨ He moves his hand lower down your back and grips gently at the fabric of your dress. This causes heat to spread to your cheek as you chuckle a bit but before you could respond he then say ¨i've got a lot of love for you N/N that i should've given you back then..and believe me it's only grown stronger seeing you in this beautiful red dress… …mind if i make it up to you and maybe take you out to dinner?...¨ He makes eye contact with you as he asks this and smiles a bit sheepishly hoping you'll say yes. You smile brightly at his offer and say ¨of course kyle…i would love to go to dinner with you..¨ You hug him again as you feel a warmness fill your heart. While kyle broflovski may sometimes turn your world upside down…it was always worth it…<3

#southpark x reader #south park #kyle broflovski #kyle broflovski x reader #x reader #first fanfic

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gaming-thoughts-by-an-idiot · 2 months

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Fable 3, fuck Logan, lil bitch

Game: do u want to be Prince or Princess?

Me: I'd like to be the third secret sex

Game: what?

Me: THE MAIN CHARACTER

Game: y-yes that's-

Me: WHO GONNA SAVE THE WORLD

Game: that's what the sex-

Me: gotta go girl, boys are so obvious, he's gonna be all proper

Game: have u ever met a man...?

Me: girls are so badass, just look at Buffy

Game:...

Me:...

"Ready to see my man... the bastard Reaver"

"Damn, the city sure got bigger in like 20? Years"

"The hen tried to fly but couldn't but they can actually fly so we were all lied to"

"Damn, children working..."

"I cant remember this part of my castle"

"Holy shit it's fucking huge omg"

"Hehe that's what she said"

"That feather had plans"

"Ew look at that hat"

"Damn my dog could've been prettier"

"Pff, do u wanna look princess-y or cool"

"Obviously I'm picking the short and movable one"

"I fucking LOVE Jasper"

"I'm standing still, I wanna hear his comments to it"

"What happens if I try to leave in my pjs"

"He just went 'are u sure?' "

"Damn, he just threw a word at me that idk what means, but I think its like 'silly' "

"I look so pretty- wtf is that hair?"

"Jasper said avoid my brother, but what kind of sister would I be if I did?"

"I'm glad the princess can talk"

"Lmao I just had like the most gangsta handshake with a guard love it"

"I'm so happy I get to pet my dog, not a fan of how she sounds tho"

"Oh wait, I think maybe since I'm playing 3rd on xbox one, but did the 2nd on 360, maybe I won't have the queen but default king..."

"I'm just walking around shaking people's hands"

"Elliot is such a.... name, and- wait... who's gonna be the girl if I'm playing as him???"

"Next time..."

"I will be EVIL and idk why that's a guy"

"Hohoho I kissed the man"

"The city doesn't look like my city :( or... are we not in bowerstone, was that the name? Jesus, I've played the 2nd game for so long and I've forgotten"

"I love we're holding hands"

"I love Walter"

"Oh no my Prince, he ran away"

Walter: I want u to fight me, like your life dependent on it

Me: wow, that doesn't sound like a tutorial at all

"I'm gonna fuck up the buttons"

"Hell ye I did not"

"Damn, thought I should end the game here so I could sleep, but apparently you can't until a spesific place in the game... oh nooo, I have to do my fave hobby? Terrible:)"

"Running with my bois<3"

"There were NOT this many doors in my castle"

"The default is king :/"

"Imo king is so vanilla, like you don't give the same respect as a queen"

"All my hard work of being a queen just gone"

"Basically next time I'm doing it all on xbox one"

"Right, war room"

"Listening in"

"Damn, I'd be upset too if I was Logan, if I had that haircut"

"Oh, same throne at least"

"Ah... here comes the choice"

"Well, as the queen... I'm a good person... until I charge rent ofc haha"

"Bye baby :("

"He loves me😭"

"My MOTHER'S daughter, thank u very much"

Game: the hero was your dad

Me: what was that?

Game: I said the her-

Me: sounded like the wind

Game: tHE HE-

Me: whatever it was, it was saying bs... I miss my queen

Game: u know what? Fuck it.

"Run run run- Where's my dog btw?"

"Oh nevermind"

"Ugh, we're gonna look at the imposter, the king"

"I mean technically, Reaver IS a hero, he's just a bad one"

"Did Logan also go through the whole grab seal, end up in front of Theresa?"

"The seer of the SPIRE???"

"The queen would've fucking whipped Logan's ass if she knew"

"I'm sensing the fanfic energy... not from that Logan thing but for Reaver"

"I'm such a simp"

"For these terrible men...

"And my queen"

"You guided my MOTHER"

"What does Theresa even do in her spare time? I bet she crochets"

"I got a glove that let's me use magic... can anyone say Link? Cuz im getting Link vibes"

"OH FOR FUCKS SAKE, STOP RUNNING IN MY WAY, YA BASTARD DOG"

"Do I get to name my hero? Or am I cursed to see 'hero' every time she speaks?"

"Do I get to name my dog?"

"Isn't the dog supposed bark when there's treasure close by? Cuz I only found that key cuz of my own memory"

"Jasper is scared of bats, he'd make a terrible batman"

Walter: did u see that Jasper???

Jasper: indeed your MOTHER would've been very proud

"Why can't I run"

"Did the queen make these tunnels?"

"What happens if I don't buy the castle in the second game?"

"Can I slut around in this game too?"

"Like mother like daughter, or is it like daughter like mother? I honestly don't know"

"What's with the gift in the symbol in the corner?"

"Thought all the transportation gates were all gone, I'm pretty sure I'm on one"

"Oh wow, look at all that winter. Just like norway"

"I can make friends by shaking hands"

"I'm gonna make everyone love me with how great I am with my hands"

"For handshakes, I meant handshakes"

"I forgot I had to go back to sanctuary to change, which is much better than just changing out into the open imo"

"Oh hell yea! Look at all those gifts!"

"Bleh the outfit is... yeah"

"Dog potion? For what?

"Pink poodle"

"Doberman"

"White poodle... who wants a poodle?"

Clockwork dog potion??? What does that even mean???"

"Setter dog potion??? What"

"Five star dog potion...?"

"That's all the gifts, i wanted a gift for myself"

"AWW I GOING WITH ALSATIAN DOG, LOOKS LIKE A GERMAN SHEPHERD OMG"

"I CAN NAME THE DOG"

"should be something fun-.... hehe"

"Betcha u can guess"

"I'm giving 10 coins to everyone, I have 129 left"

"Damn, 20coins left"

"Gotta talk to the man with the small fish name"

"What are those jester shoes"

"My mom, the queen, was busy for like 20 or something years..."

"Oh! I'm getting more gifts!"

"They better be for me istg"

"I went into a sink hole water thing and found a wedding ring"

"I think a fish is proposing to me"

"Ooo, dye"

"Are all my packages dye?"

"Tattoo set, nothing says rebel as much as this, I just got out of the castle"

"Bushy hairstyle"

"Bowerstone soldier uniform...???"

"Yule costume lmao"

"Silly outfits, dye and hair types, oh and that tattoo set"

"Out to explore more!"

#gaming #funny #relatable gaming thoughts #fable iii #fable3 #fable 3 #fable #text post

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seffien · 1 year

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how i think the promo kids feel about each other because i can: the post.

veronika (ronnie)

on annie: we were...something in elementary. don't know what her deal is now

on yarr: cool dude. can clean the hell out of a weapon and is a good tableturf opponent

on steph: friends til the end. i help her, she helps me. i've only known her for a few months, but it feels like i've known her forever

cal: suuuper good cook and pretty skilled at chargers. i gave him the nickname cal and he really seems to like it.

on kay:

on hiro: he was the first person i met when i got to the splatlands. ever since then, we've had a pretty strong bond.

on tako: ...are you okay?

anenomeno1 (annie)

on ronnie: i will destroy you every chance i get and i hate you.

on yarr: you’re a nerd and a loser. also your glasses are stupid mine are better.

on steph: meh. (condescending)

on cal: you’re such a baby. i cant believe hiro put you as 2nd in charge. it should be me! IT SHOULD BE M

on kay: you’re so pretentious and i hate you. i hope your favorite thing gets as rating on some random rating site so you have to stop liking it.

on hiro: i just know youre a loser who pretends not to be. i know it. i know it. i could beat you up. (could not)

on tako: you get me. we’re best friends for life and forever. …maybe something even more?

yarrwhal (yarr)

on ronnie: i don’t know why she’s a casual player. she could totally rock the field with a just a jammed up splattershot.

on annie: …you can’t even see in those, dude.

on steph: 🤝

on cal: how is he so good at chargers? shouldn’t he be, like, in school? he’s like 12.

on kay: do not touch me do not look at me i don’t want to be associated with you sorry

on hiro: turf master to turf master—you’re cool. we should play in a tourney together.

on tako: the enemy of my enemy is my friend…? actually no that doesn’t sound right.

stephanie (steph)

on ronnie: yo!!!! it’s always so nice to see you! friends til the end.

on annie: you should get help. (well-intentioned)

on yarr: 🤝

on cal: you should cook for me us more often. please? please.

on kay: annoying.

on hiro: we could kill so many people together.

on tako: why do you keep staring at me?

c4l4m4r (cal)

on ronnie: i appreciate the compliment, but i’m really not good at either. luck, i guess?

on annie: hiro told me not to talk to you. sorry :(

on yarr: do you really think i'm that good? :0 you're way better!

on steph: ehehe i'm glad you like my cooking! i'll make sure to always make seconds for you! :]

on kay: (indifferent.)

on hiro: i'll do my best!

on tako: i am NOT a BABY!! :(

kayoss (kay)

on ronnie: oh, of course, the skilled spunky tomboy teenage girl who thinks she's 'just average'. sigh. boooring.

on annie: lol you'll like or dislike anything tako likes or dislikes, you shouldn't be speaking.

on yarr: ugh. i wasn't planning on getting near you anyway. you're stupid and i'm worried your stupidity will infect me

on steph: don't worry, i think you're annoying too

on cal: you're nothing but a baby. don't try and step to me.

on hiro: stop trying to be me. also ronnie will never love you back kthankbye <3

on tako: ugh. you again. get a life, girl

hirooooo (hiro)

on ronnie: hey girl are you. are you a girl because. are you you because. because i love you. i dont think im doing this right

on annie: no you could not beat me up and no i'm not putting you in charge.

on yarr: i agree. we'd make a good team. as long as i get to play with veronika...

on steph: true.

on cal: you're a natural leader! i know you'll go far in life, so don't ever think you won't

on kay: dude if i was you i would **** ******

on tako: what...happened to you?

takotruck (tako)

on ronnie: filthy casual not worth my time. you could never be me or compare to me, so stop trying 💖

on annie: you get me. it's kind of us against the world atp.

on yarr: don't speak to me. i do not respect you.

on steph: hey do you like girls. don't ask me why i'm asking.

on cal: you're a baby LMAOOOOOOO idk why hiro put you in charge

on kay: kys before i come to your house and do it for you.

on hiro: don't look at me. don't touch me. don't speak to me. i hate you and everything you and your little girlfriend stand for. i should kill you with my bare hands you fuc

#splatoon #splatoon 3 #promo kids

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ikeromantic · 1 year

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Entwined, Ch 6

Part 6 of a multipart series. Mai has been reborn in the modern age after a full life in the Sengoku. The warlords as spirit animals find her again after 500 years of searching for her soul. Approx. 4500 words.

Part 1

Previous: Chapter 5

Friday arrived quickly for Mai, a blessing and a curse. Orders were coming due and her eyes and hands were tired. Working through the weekend was definitely a possibility.

If she was honest, it wasn’t just being busy that wore her out. Even her worry for Sachie wasn’t to blame - if anything, the actress handled her issues with Keiki better than Mai herself. No . . . if she was being truthful with herself, it was the dreams.

Every night she was tossing and turning, her mind conjuring terrible things. Like some kind of warring states film project, she imagined battlefields and bandits and remorseless warlords. Mitsuhide was in them, and Hideyoshi, the chef Masamune, and even that strange, coldly beautiful man Kenshin. When she woke from them, she felt tense and exhausted. Her limbs moving with nervous energy as she would get up for a glass of water or the toilet, any excuse to turn on a lamp and remind herself she was here and safe. That none of the fear and tension she felt was real.

But today, she promised herself she wouldn’t worry about any of it. Not Sachie, not work, and definitely not those dreams. Today, she was going out on a date. With Hideyoshi. It was going to be fun and relaxing. He was a nice guy and she deserved to have a good time with someone like him.

As she dressed, she wondered if Mitsuhide ever took anyone to a theme park. She couldn’t really picture it, and the idea of him taking someone that wasn’t her was . . . uncomfortable. “Why am I even thinking about that?” Mai scolded her reflection. “He is a client. Hideyoshi is my date and I like him. He’s kind and honest and he doesn’t tease me.” She ignored the little part of her that yearned for that laughing voice and razor-sharp smile.

Though Hideyoshi offered to come to get her, she declined. It would be better to meet him there. She didn’t want him to see her messy apartment, a refrigerator full of takeout leftovers and the rest of the apartment cluttered with stuff from work. Besides, the train ride would be a chance to catch up on her emails.

When she arrived at her stop, she saw Hideyoshi standing on the platform beside another man. Hideyoshi held a bouquet of pink primrose which distracted her for a moment from the fact that he was wearing shorts. He had long legs, Mai thought, with strong calves and a dusting of light hair. Most interesting was the small tattoo she caught a glimpse of just above the line of his shoe. Was it . . . a monkey?

The man next to Hideyoshi was a little taller, with dark hair, and a tailored suit. She could tell by the fit through his chest and the way the jacket cuffs hit at just the right point on his wrist. They were clearly there together, judging by the way they turned their heads to talk to one another - but she couldn’t have imagined a more different person than Hideyoshi.

Mai got off the train and had only a moment before Hideyoshi pulled her into an enthusiastic hug. Normally, she wasn’t much for that kind of greeting, but there was something so warm and reassuring about his embrace that it was impossible to feel awkward about it.

“It’s good to see you,” he enthused, and when he let go of her, he held the flowers out.

She noticed a little envelope hidden amongst the blossoms. “Thank you. I’m glad to see you too.” Her gaze drifted to the other man. He had the most piercing gaze, Mai thought, like a bird of prey. And an arrogant cant to his head, as if he were surveying the peasants and found them mildly amusing. It instantly put her on the defensive, and he hadn’t even said a word.

“Oh, I’m being rude. Mai, this is my boss Nobunaga. He runs the school where I work.” Hideyoshi gestured to the imposing man. “He’s been wanting to meet you since we met.” A slight flush crept up Hideyoshi’s neck. “I’ll admit, I haven’t been able to shut up about you.”

Nobunaga nodded, his smirk growing into a broad smile that transformed his face from something threatening to a sort of stern handsomeness. “Fireball. I see you’re the same as ever.”

Mai thought that if she went for the boss-to-lover romance trope, he would definitely be her type. She cleared her throat, hoping none of that showed in her face. “Nice to meet you.” She wasn’t sure what he meant by that, but this was Hideyoshi’s boss so she was determined to make a good impression.

Hideyoshi gave his boss a worried glance.

Nobunaga ignored the look completely, his carnelian eyes fixed on Mai. “Do you still play Go?”

“Go?” She was fairly sure she’d never told Hideyoshi about her Go obsession in her tweens. It was right around the time there was a popular anime about it. “I - I haven’t played in years.”

“That’s a shame.” He took her hand, his fingers tracing the tendons in the back of her hand. It felt like an intimate touch, as if he already knew every line there and was only claiming familiar territory. “I could give you lessons, if you like.”

Mai felt her breath caught in her throat, completely unable to respond with words. Her body, on the other hand, had no such hesitation. There was a sharp crack as her other hand connected with his cheek.

Hideyoshi’s eyebrows shot up in surprise, mouth open to speak. He didn’t manage any better than Mai.

Nobunaga, on the other hand, let her go. He touched the red spot on his cheek and began to laugh. “You really haven’t changed at all.”

“Changed?” Mai almost stuttered over the word, still angry and unsettled by him.

Hideyoshi stepped in. “I’d appreciate it if you didn’t hit my boss. Even if he - sometimes - deserves it.” He threw another look at Nobunaga.

“What’s that Hideyoshi?” Nobunaga raised a brow. Hideyoshi looked torn for a moment, as if he honestly had no idea what to say, but then Nobunaga laughed again, cutting the tension between them. “Go on. Have your date. I wish you both well.”

“Thanks.” Mai watched him turn and leave, feeling more puzzled than ever. He was strange and imperious and yet, there was something in the back of her mind. A thought, or perhaps just a feeling. As if she knew him. Even the nickname he’d tossed out. Fireball. It felt right.

“Don’t let him get to you.” Hideyoshi took her hand, leading her away from the boarding area and Nobunaga. “He’s always like that.”

She nodded, letting him take the lead. “He’s kind of an asshole.” Mai paused, then added, “but I kind of like him.”

“I’m glad.” Hideyoshi smiled, looking genuinely relieved to hear it. “I really respect Nobunaga. I’d hate it if you didn’t get along.”

Mai let the conversation die there, her mind clouding with weird day dreams. A burning building, those same eyes pinning her to the spot from a dais, Hideyoshi looking so angry and distrustful . . . She rubbed her face and then checked her makeup with her phone. Not smeared, thank goodness.

It was a short walk to the amusement park from the train station. Hideyoshi held her hand all the way there, a quietly comforting presence. He seemed to sense she was thoughtful and let her be for now.

She wanted to have some fun, light hearted conversation, but she felt so strange. The images slipped from her grasp the more she tried to focus on them, leaving her with a sense of melancholy. Completely inappropriate on a first date, but there it was. Mai felt as if something very important was lost and the harder she searched for it, the further away it got.

“Hey.” Hideyoshi’s hand lightly brushed over her hair, careful not to muss it. “Are you doing ok? We don’t have to go out today if you don’t want to.”

His concerned expression was so sweet that she smiled. Mitsuhide would have made some remark about her face sticking that way or - or - why was she thinking about him again? She shook her head to clear him right out of it. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to zoneout like that. Your boss just reminded me of someone and, I guess I got a little off track. But I’m here with you today so let’s have fun.”

He smiled back. “Alright. But if you start to feel bad or you want to do something else, just say so, ok?”

“Ok.”

The amusement park sounds drew them the rest of the way in. Laughter and music and people in happy conversation, the smell of good food and sweet drinks, and the sight of bright colors and sparkling lights. Mai hadn’t been to an amusement park in years. It was a relic of her teen years, a place she’d spent many a weekend hanging out with Asami. It hadn’t changed much from those days, really. Some new rides and displays, new food vendors.

“Have you been here before,” she asked.

“Just for class trips. Somehow, I always end up being one of the chaperones.”

Mai grinned. She could so picture that. Hideyoshi chasing after a class full of kids, reminding them to put on their sunscreen and drink water.

“I brought some sunscreen, if you forgot yours.” He held out a little tube and Mai started laughing. “What’s funny? Getting sunburned hurts and it could give you skin cancer.” He frowned.

“I’m sorry.” She patted his arm. “It’s just that I was imagining you saying that to your kids on the class trips.” He was still frowning so she added, “It’s because you care about people. That’s a good feature, really.”

This mollified him a bit. “So . . . do you need some?”

“No, but I might later. I put some on before I left.”

Hideyoshi nodded. “Alright. Let me know if you get thirsty. I brought some - hey! Why are you laughing again?”

Mai shook her head and pulled him toward one of her favorite rides. “Come on. I want to ride this one first.” It was really something more for children, and Mai knew it, but she’d always loved the carousel here. The art nouveau paintings on the sides and ceiling, the brilliant lights, the prancing horses and decadent carriages . . . even the music, which was played through an old wax cylinder as an automaton band in the center of the ride went through the motions of their instruments.

Hideyoshi chuckled. “This one, eh? Which horse will you ride?”

That was an easy question for Mai. She had a favorite since she was a kid. “That one,” she pointed as it came around the curve. A prancing silver mare with a white mane, eyes of flashing gold; she wore a bellflower garland, and the saddle was blue and purple and gold too, with tiny bellflowers curling up its forelegs.

This seemed to give him pause and for a moment, he said nothing. Then he pointed at a nearby palomino, one with bright blue eyes and a white main and tail. The golden tan of its coat was shiny and draped with red roses. “I’ll ride that one then.”

Their turn came and they both mounted their steeds. “Are you ready,” Mai asked, grinning.

“I’ve ridden real horses. Pretty sure this isn’t as hard as wah!” Hideyoshi nearly lost his grip on his mount as it jerked into motion, suddenly bobbing up on its pole.

Mai giggled. She couldn’t hear whatever else Hideyoshi said over the sound of the music, but she could see the flush creep up his neck. He was pretty cute. She would have to ask him about his horse riding experience after the ride ended.

The song finished and the carousel slowly stopped turning. The horses and carriages went still. Mai was unfortunate enough that her mare ended at its highest position on the golden pole. Her feet couldn’t touch the ground from here. Just as she was contemplating a little hop, strong hands wrapped about her waist and lifted her off the horse and onto the slightly sticky carousel floor.

She found herself standing very close to Hideyoshi, pressed between him and the ride. His hands were still at her waist. It was easy to forget how imposing he was, with his broad shoulders and wide chest. His eyes were crinkled at the edges by his wide smile. His face was so close. Close enough to kiss.

Mai blushed and side-stepped, pulling away from him. “Thanks for helping me down.” She could tell he was disappointed by her reaction, but Hideyoshi hid it well, still smiling.

“It was my pleasure. So, what next, beautiful lady?”

“We could play some games?” She had a few other rides she enjoyed, but wanted a moment to think before she found herself pressed hip to hip with Hideyoshi.

“A chance to show off my skills, hm? Alright, let’s go.” He took her hand and they walked to the gaming area. There were so many different kinds. A plinko pavilion, an arcade with those dancing games, and then a row of more traditional carnival style games like ring-toss and cup-ball. Hideyoshi headed straight for the bow and arrow challenge.

“This one?” She raised an eyebrow. “I don’t know how to shoot a bow. Usually I do the -” she waved vaguely toward the arcade.

Hideyoshi’s smile widened. “I can show you. Come on.” He led her to the booth and paid for tickets to play.

The game operator was an older man with a kind face. He watched them with a politely bored expression. Mai figured he probably saw people on dates like them all day, every day. Eventually, she guessed, even watching people have fun and fall in love must have gotten old. Her thoughts derailed though as Hideyoshi put her hands around the bow.

“Are you ok? You look a little startled.”

“Yep. Sorry. I got lost in my thoughts.” She smiled at him. “So, how do I do this?”

Hideyoshi showed her how to hold the arrow and pull the string back. “There’s not much real pull on these so you won’t ever get a lot of force. And the arrow tip there is pretty blunt. These are pretty safe. If you were to shoot a real bow, we’d want to get you an arm guard.”

“Good to know.”

“Alright, so once you have it lined up, pull back . . .” Hideyoshi’s chest was against her back, his cheek at her temple. It was the sort of position that should have had her heart pounding but she just felt . . . comfortable. Maybe that was better?

“Mai, did you zone out again?”

She found him watching her with an amused smile. “I was! You’re just . . . distracting!”

“Good.” His eyes shone. “But when you’re holding a weapon, even one as safe as this, it’s important to pay close attention.”

“Right. Sorry.” She narrowed her eyes, focused on the target. It was a little frog shaped target in the first row of targets. With Hideyoshi’s hand laid atop hers, she pulled back the bowstring and let her arrow fly.

It sailed over the head of the frog and landed somewhere on the floor between the targets. The game operator chuckled. “Good try.”

Hideyoshi released her slowly as if reluctant. “It was a really good first shot. It takes time to learn to aim, to predict how the air and distance and weight of the arrow affect where it hits.” He stepped away and picked up his own bow and arrow. “Alright. I’ll take my turn now.”

Mai watched as he set his feet and pulled the bow up, setting the arrow. He was meticulous and confident in his motions as if he’d done this a thousand times before. Hideyoshi drew back and let the arrow fly, targeting the last row of little moving monkeys. The arrow hit its target squarely with a loud thunk.

The game operator grunted. “Good shot.”

“That’s one,” Hideyoshi flashed Mai a smile. “Think I can hit two more?”

“I bet you can. That was amazing!” She laughed. “Do you teach archery club or something?”

“Something.” He lined up another shot. Another of the monkeys went down.

“Damn,” the game operator said under his breath.

Mai clapped as Hideyoshi took his third shot. Another arrow thudded into the monkey target. She had no idea how he could hit something so small, that moved so erratically. She couldn’t even get an arrow into the tubby little frogs at the front, and they were still.

Hideyoshi beamed. “That was fun. It could stand to be a little more challenging though. More distance maybe?”

“Yeah.” The game operator shrugged and pulled down a big brown teddy bear with a huge red heart in its hands. “Congrats.” He tossed the bear to Hideyoshi.

Hideyoshi caught it, then turned and held it out to Mai. “For you.”

She couldn’t help but blush at his expression. She didn’t really want a giant teddy, but there was no way she could turn it down when he was looking at her like that. Maybe, she thought, her old Bersace toy needed a friend. “Thank you. That’s really sweet.”

They decided after that to have a drink and then go ride some of the more adventurous rides. Hideyoshi hurried off to get their lemonades while Mai found a table for them. She could barely see over the head of the bear, but she was trying to go slow enough that she didn’t bump into anyone. Hopefully they would see her coming and move, even if she didn’t see them first.

She was almost to the tables when she ran into something - or someone - very solid. And she heard, rather than saw, something gooey hit the ground with a thud and a splat.

“Seriously? Dontcha look where you’re going? You - you -”

Mai wriggled the bear lower to see who was shouting at her. It was a guy around her age with big nut-brown eyes and messy, windblown hair just a shade lighter than cocoa.

When his eyes met hers between the furry bear ears, his jaw dropped. “Boar-woman!”

“What?” She felt a sudden surge of annoyance. “What did you just call me?”

“You charged into me like a boar. Didn’t anyone ever teach you to watch where you’re going?”

Mai sniffed. “Look, you jerk, I was watching where I was going. It’s not my fault you’re so short I couldn’t see you under the teddy bear.”

“Short? I’m still taller than you!” The rude boy was working up to another insult when a tall, gorgeous guy came up behind him and without a word, whapped him on the back of the head with the book in his hand.

She noticed it was a poetry book from Basho. An odd item to carry around in a theme park, much less to use as a weapon.

The rude boy turned around, balling his fist at his side. “Hey! Why’d you hit me, Shingen? I was just telling this boar woman how to watch her step.”

“We don’t call divine maidens after any kind of animal, Yuki. Apologize.”

Gorgeous and polite, Mai thought, feeling a smile slip onto her face.

Yuki rubbed the back of his head and glared at her. “Sorry for calling you a boar woman. I guess.”

Shingen smiled. “Much better.” Then his gaze fell on Mai. His eyes were like a magic charm, she thought. They made the whole park around them fade into the background. “I must still be sleeping,” he said in a voice reminiscent of a bedroom purr, “because women as lovely as you only exist in dreams.”

It was so cheesy. Ridiculously so. Of course he knew he wasn’t asleep. He’d just assaulted that jerk he apparently knew. But the way he said it . . . the way his lips parted and his eyelids softened . . . that slight lean forward . . . it was just . . . “Wow.” Mai hadn’t meant to say it aloud but the word just popped out.

Yuki rolled his eyes. “Do we gotta do this right now? You know this chick is the reason your pastry is on the ground now, right?”

“I have no need of anything sweeter than to gaze on you. The pastry was a sad, bland substitute.” He took her hand and pressed his lips to the back of it.

Hand-kissing wasn’t something Mai had ever considered very seductive. Lips pressed to anywhere could, obviously, be sensual like . . . Mitsuhide and his endless teasing . . . but Shingen took it to a new level. He made it an art. The slight exhalation of warm breath on her skin just before his kiss. Then the gentle, almost imperceptible movement of those same lips, first barely brushing and then pressed firm, silky hot and promising, followed by a regretful withdrawal as if all he really wanted was to kiss that hand again. It was just . . .

“Wow.”

“I think you broke her,” Yuki snickered.

Shingen swatted at him with his book again. “She says all she needs to with the bat of one eyelash, and more eloquently than you.”

“Uhm.” Hideyoshi’s confused voice interrupted the whatever-this-was. “Takeda?”

Mai’s hand was released and Shingen’s gaze broke from her. “Do you know him?” She was a little embarrassed at how breathless she sounded.

“I do.” Hideyoshi did not sound amused.

Yuki looked angry. “You better think twice about anything you want to say, Toyotomi.”

Shingen set a hand on Yuki’s shoulder. “Quiet.” Surprisingly, Yuki did fall silent, but he looked like he wanted a fight.

Mai wasn’t sure what was going on between these guys, but she decided to intervene. “Well, I guess that saves me introductions! I happened to run into these two on my way to the seating area. Lucky, hm?”

Shingen turned his smile on her again and Mai had to fight the urge to smile back at him like an idiot. He was something, for sure, but he wasn’t more attractive than Mitsuhide. Or Hideyoshi. She cleared her throat.

“Lucky for us, of course. But sadly, we are on our way out so we can’t stay for a chat.” Shingen gave a nod to Hideyoshi. “We’ll see you around.”

Yuki grimaced as he walked past. “Count on it, monkey.”

Hideyoshi watched them walk away. When they were out of sight he let out a breath. “They didn’t bother you, did they?”

“No. I mean, Shingen seems like a cheeseball and that Yuki guy is rude, but nothing I can’t handle on my own.”

“Good.” Hideyoshi gestured to the seats a little further on. “Let’s sit down and drink our lemonade before the ice melts.”

Mai tried to make conversation at the table, but Hideyoshi seemed distracted after their encounter with Shingen. “So do you want to tell me who those guys are to you? Because you’re being kind of weird about it.”

“I’m sorry. I wanted to make today all about you, but seeing Takeda here just . . .” He let out another long breath. “Let’s just say me and him have some history. Sanada too. It’s supposed to be water under the bridge now, but old grudges are hard to let go.”

“It’s ok.” Mai thought about what she ought to do. “Maybe we can go on another ride and see if that cheers you up?”

“Alright.” Hideyoshi smiled. “Thanks for giving me another chance today. Let’s enjoy the rest of our date.”

They rode the rollercoaster and the pirate ship, the swings, and something called the scrambler. Mai was pretty sure they called it that because after being spun every which way, your brain felt scrambled. Hideyoshi was laughing and shouting alongside her on all of them, and really seemed to forget about their run in with his old frenemies or whatever they were to each other. She was glad for that, though her curiosity was eating her alive.

Hideyoshi didn’t seem like the kind of guy to have enemies. And Shingen hadn’t seemed like the type to teach kids unless it was a class in pickup lines. She couldn't imagine the two of them being involved in any of the same things. The whole situation felt very mysterious. Maybe she’d have a chance to ask him about it another day.

When it started to get dark, Hideyoshi called for a ride and took her back to her flat. They rode with the bear between them, chatting over the top of his furry little head.

“I really had a good time with you today,” Hideyoshi told her. “It’s good to just relax sometimes.”

“I agree. Thanks for taking me out.” Mai smiled at him. “And for the bear. I haven’t decided what to name him yet.”

Hideyoshi raised an eyebrow. “Name him?”

“Yeah. I was thinking Giorgio Bearmani but I don’t know.”

“What about Loubeartine? Or . . . Gabbeara?”

Mai giggled. “I didn’t realize you liked fashion!”

His cheeks flushed. “Well . . . I had to look into it when I realized how much you love clothing design.”

“Really?” She felt a little overwhelmed by that. “I don’t think anybody I ever dated bothered to look up fashion for me.”

Hideyoshi shrugged. “I wanted to understand what you enjoy.” He cleared his throat. “Anyway, I think we’re about to your place. Should I . . . help you carry the bear up or . . .” The car pulled to a stop outside her building.

It was a tempting offer. She could imagine it. Asking him upstairs. Sharing some wine while they sat on her bed and talked more. And then they would kiss. Maybe more. He’d probably be gentle and sweet. Considerate. That should be enticing, she thought. But her flat was a mess and she just felt tired. So she leaned across the seat and kissed his cheek. “I’ve got it.”

He coughed again and set his fingertips over where her lips touched. “Alright. Then I’ll see you later. Next time.”

“You will. Goodnight, Hideyoshi.” Mai waved goodbye and then headed up. The first thing she did when she got in was to check her phone. She had a text from Mitsuhide. Take care of yourself, little mouse.

Mai felt a wide grin spill across her cheeks. I did, she wrote back. Spent the whole day at my favorite amusement park with a friend. She felt a twinge of guilt calling Hideyoshi her friend but technically it was true.

***

In an empty field nearby, several strange animals gathered. A weasel, a rabbit, a bear, and a wolf. Their heads were lowered together as if in conversation. Sometimes they would glance up at the window of an apartment building, or at least so it seemed.

Animals don’t know much about apartments or windows, nor do they care about a specific one. Yet the illusion of interest held as their cacophony of wild voices rose and fell. Some grand debate between the tribes, one might say, if anyone noticed them at all. And just as suddenly as it began, the gathering ended. They all turned to leave at once like children at the sound of the bell at the end of a school day.

Next: Chapter 7

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solaarbeeam · 1 year

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always on time - todoroki fuyumi x reader

notes :: gender is not specified, but fuyumi is pregnant with reader's child, this is for black readers only !!

warnings : pregnancy mention, vomiting mention, s3x mention but its hidden, nausea mention

if you had told fuyumi todoroki that she was going to have a blasian baby by one of the top heroes in the world, she would've thought that you were absolutely insane.

but here she was, sitting in bed, 8 weeks in, vomiting her life out while you were out completing hero duties. although she was nauseous, she decided that she was an independent 22 y/o woman, and drove over to your agency.

luckily for her, as soon as you met the top charts and hired people, she got to know and remember every single name of the people who work with your agency, including your assistant. therefore, as soon as fuyumi stepped on the premises, she was provided with everything she asked for.

as she walked towards your front office and opened the door, there you were signing your last few papers and typing things on your computer, as hero work doesn't only consist of beating people up and hooking them up with gods wifi.

as you look up, you see your assistant holding a trash can with a bag in it so she can throw up, as you quietly send your servant away to help your wife. you guide her over to lean against the side of the porcelain table, as you hold her by her waist

"what you doing here? i told you to stay home and ask the workers for the things you need."

"i wanted to see you. plus, its not fun being home alone without my significant other with me."

"fine, you can stay, just make sure you rest. cant have your fine ass running around hurt and/or sick even more."

sometimes she wishes she didn't blush every single time you said anything along the lines of that

sometimes there would be moments where fuyumi would think you'd never be there, and it really does hurt knowing that your not always there when she calls, but you somehow manage to always be on time and it really makes her wonder about your duality.

it was a late night, around 11:50 PM, and you hadn't answered your phone since she started calling at around 10:00. it reminded her about that day in her childhood, but she don't even wanna think about it. she starts to cry, not only from hormones but from the fact that you could be anywhere, injured, critically injured, or worse, dead.

the staff at the house help calm her down and rush her upstairs, and she sleeps, but once she wakes again around 1 AM, she feels the need to throw up again.

she throws up again in the bathroom, and walks downstairs to drink some water. the door clicks and you come through. you see the stains on your shirt and immediately rushes over, although she cuts you off, you try to kiss her, but she doesn't let you.

"so, i've been calling you since 10:00. I had to stop at 11:30 and then our blessed staff had to get me to bed. I wake up, i have to throw-up, i do so, then you waltz in here, try to kiss me without consent, after you haven't answered me for so long?"

you were silent. she isn't in the wrong, and you were gone for so long, you didn't even consider it.

"i was in a high-chase with one of the a-class villains, i told them i had to get home but they didn't let me, and you know from personal experience, the hero comission are D1 assholes and all of us are still working together to try and bring them down for good. the villain we was chasing was a former HC member, so we had to ransack the nigga for evidence."

"... don't do that shit ever again." there was a long pause before she turned around and gave you a bear hug. "i was worried, do that shit again and im gonna kill you."

"i'm not always gonna be there when you call, fuyu. i'll always be there on time, and i'm going to give you my all, all i ask is for you to be mine. forever."

from, jordan

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dyingclown · 3 months

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TW for ableism in schools!!!

me when irls say borderline ableist things to me but i cant do anything about it 😟

none of my irl friends know that im autistic because i hate telling people plus it's barely relevant

and when i tell people they like. look at me different. and i dont like it they freak me out

if you know you know but people dont treat me the same and i hate it

id like to think that im good at masking because i TRY to mask and i do everything i can to blend in and socialize as anyone else would

but there has to be something im doing wrong

i have a group of classmates that i do work with and stuff because theyre the only ones i know in the class

im friendly and polite and respectful and i make jokes and i laugh at their jokes

but they act so weird when im around

they look at me like im subhuman or something. i cant explain it there is just something about it

but it's only for a brief moment before they go back to normal. and i dont understand

in middle school i would occasionally have very public meltdowns (not my choice obviously, the mere thought of them makes me want to retreat from society for the rest of eternity. humiliating.) and i thought that everyone had forgotten about them but they hadnt

so basically theres no amount of masking that can save me from the perception of those who knew me in middle school

one of the people i was in class with in middle school had seen one of my meltdowns back then and we are still acquaintances today

we were in a group for a project a little while ago and she was jokingly giving everyone in the group fake titles

the title she gave me was "autistic"

i laughed at the time despite how alarmed i was and i asked her how she knew and she said "it's kind of obvious"

and everyone was just laughing and stuff but this happened several weeks ago and i havent stopped thinking about it since

it just felt so dehumanizing idk

speaking of dehumanizing, i HATE the school mental health system

school mental health workers are easily some of the cruelest and least empathetic people ive ever met in my entire life

i have several times been directed to an empty conference room while having a meltdown, but the "therapist" wouldnt leave me in there to be alone

she would just stand at the doorway staring at me

i would pace around the room and when i got even remotely close to her she would back away, as though i were some sort of feral animal about to pounce

i have never had a history of violence

but a crying child in mental anguish is the same as a grizzly bear, of course

it's all just so stupid

i feel so isolated and alone. i cant understand anyone else and they dont even try to understand me

i run a fake school confessions account and im anonymous on there

thats the closest ive ever been to being a part of the school community

it feels nice because they are treating the account with respect and im getting positive attention from my peers

im not used to it

but it sucks that the only way for me to be respected is to be anonymous

#ableism #autism #autistic

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ploffskinpluffskin · 2 months

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i have about 30 minutes or so before i'll head to bed but i wanted to share some snippets, as per usual. i've been writing more on the natori/muta fic since it's been on my mind more lately. in particular, i added more to this conversation between haru and baron. i'm realizing i do really enjoy writing for baron tbh

Haru breaks their eye contact for him, there, feeling suddenly rather bare in a way she doesn’t truly recall Baron ever managing before. He’s quite intuitive, she thinks, when he wants to be. When she peeks back up at him, she finds that he has given into temptation, eyes downcast and lightly lidded as he takes a small drink. Her own gaze drifts back to the tea cup he had provided her with; she wonders if maybe it’s the same set he had offered when they first met.

“I’ll be fine, Baron,” she says with a shrug and a brief cant of her head so that she looks rather winsome. (She thinks perhaps she might have learned it from him.)

“Then I have said my piece,” Baron responds, nodding once in brief approval. “In truth, I have the intuition that everything will ultimately be quite well.”

Here the unnamed discomfort that had been lingering between them dissipates; Haru smiles again.

“It’s hard for me to imagine you’d ever feel differently.”

Baron returns her smile. “To live without hope is to cease to live.”

“And who said that?”

“I did, just now,” Baron replies readily, and with such matter-of-fact ease she almost can’t tell if he’s being stoically facetious or not. He’s raised his teacup to his lips. “But we all have Dostoevsky to thank for writing it.”

The rest of their visit passes in relative peaceable familiarity.

and then there is haru and natori interacting, bc Of Course

“He singlehandedly plunged our kingdom into chaos and destitution the likes of which we’ve yet to experience since. I do apologize for being short with you, Miss Haru, but I will not apologize for continuing to hold him accountable for his actions,” Natori explains primly without wasting a breath. “I do believe he has made his bed, and now he must lie in it. I feel that quite strongly.”

Here Haru pauses, trying to decide how best to crack this particular nut. There is something about all this hullabaloo which has become quite obvious to her, but it must be brought to light with care. Natori and Muta have some curious similarities— one of those is the tendency to become stubbornly uncommunicative upon being made vulnerable. But where Muta simply stops talking and starts glaring, Natori covers up his intransigence with circular language and polite topic changes.

Most likely it gets him quite far in his line of work, avoiding those tough conversations, and anyone less (stubborn) might indeed let it happen without realizing what was transpiring. But Haru just might have the both of them beat in this matter. She had sped out in front of an approaching truck to save a small life and do what was right to her; what obstacle was a pair of brick walls in comparison?

“I understand,” she starts thoughtfully, averting her eyes for just a moment so that she might appear less shrewd than she’s feeling right now. “It’s just… I’m only curious, after all, given His Majesty the king didn’t seem to have any recollection of the event at all.”

Haru spares a glance at Natori here, trying to gauge his reaction, trying to evaluate if he’s gathered already where she is going with this line of thought. He’s gazing upon her with the slightest squint to his eyes, tired lines etched beneath them she’d never noticed before, and with a telling brittleness to the thin, straight line he’s pursed his mouth in.

Absolutely, he knows where she is leading, and she wonders if he will let her finish.

“Of course, maybe by virtue of being the king he didn’t suffer nearly to the same degree as the everyday citizen did,” Haru continues brazenly, but in a soft and nonchalant enough voice that she hopes he doesn’t catch on. “But even from just the short time I got to know him he’s seemed like the type to have a low threshold for hardship. It wouldn’t take much, would it..?”

Natori holds her gaze with a quite level one of his own for a good many moments more than she would have expected, but he does eventually look away. Still, his no doubt long-practiced professionalism remains, and there’s hardly a hint left of his initial anxiety over meeting with her when he finally does mechanically respond. “Please do forgive me— I do not see the value in continuing this particular line of questioning. I politely request that the matter is dropped. However, I shall be happy to indulge whatever other curiosities you may possess, provided they do not eclipse my responsibilities to the kingdom.”

Haru assumes that to mention his retirement shall not get her anywhere.

#32 underneath #coughs #the cat returns #baron the reckless kind and dramatic optimist just gets to me

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fqiryspit · 2 years

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𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 ; 𝐞.𝐣𝐚𝐞𝐠𝐞𝐫

𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠?

summary: y/n went to bed to fall into a new world where she met a boy, Eren. every night she would spend with this imaginary boy, but what happens when one wants to stop dreaming?

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Chapter 6: 𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙞𝙜𝙤

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Eren Yeager x Female Reader. College!AU

【ＥＲＥＮ'Ｓ　ＰＯＶ】

Saturday, 10:30 pm

Friday I told Y/n the words I regret most in my life

"I hate you"

I couldn't hop into bed any faster, I had so much to say to Y/n

slipping back into my dreams I waited and waited.

I need to apologize to y/n

I need to fix all this

I need her

I made the setting a deep murky forest, with animals all over, fog so thick you couldn't see your feet, deep trees covering the sky with cloudy weather, just for Y/n.

I wore black jeans and a loose gray cardigan over a black shirt, my hair tied back with a couple of strands falling out framing my face.

placing a picnic blanket at a clearing, I sat down, fiddling my fingertips as I waited for Y/n

only, she never showed.

after a while...I woke up

I felt funny when I woke up.

I felt lonely...

that hasn't happened in a while.

Sunday, 11:00 pm

maybe she was just mad?

she has to show tonight

I tried to make the setting calm, this time I made it an old library

I smiled as I remembered how she shifted the setting to an ancient library when I was panicking...

how she calmed me down so fast, how she knew what to do.

thinking about how we were both wrapped up in that blanket as we read together, the sound of thunder crashing outside was a nice background for the reading, only I knew nothing about the book since there was such a pretty girl in front of me, who would ever take their eyes off her?

pacing back and forth I tried to add more things to Y/n's liking...

I made the lights go out, only a single candle next to a book...

a storm raging outside, I made two cups of tea.

I picked up the tea and tried the drink, for it to taste like nothing.

fuck, I forgot I can't taste anything...

but the warmness in my stomach was replaced with a memory tea cant do

ᶠˡᵃˢʰᵇᵃᶜᵏ

"boba!" Y/n screamed making me jump

"boba?" "let's get boba!"

"Alright?" I chuckled as she walked down the street, the empty roads and the buildings of new york city were much more comforting than expected

"Do you know where you're going?" I asked for her to scoff at me

"Obviously, I just made one over here." and soon enough we were at a boba shop

"milk tea with boba is a staple" Y/n grinned as she stabbed her straw into her boba

she put her plush lips against the straw, sucking the boba pearls into her mouth where she chewed them only for her face to turn

"It has no taste"

"Oh, wanna get another one?" I scooched my drink over for her to try

"No like, it doesn't taste like anything" she tilted her head at the drink

"here!" she stuck the straw into my mouth for me to try

I blush madly at the indirect kiss, something so simple but made me go crazy

and yep, taste like nothing

"Aw, that's disappointing" I giggled

"I guess you can only do so much" she shrugged. my brows furrowed a bit when she said that

what does she mean? is she aware she's a figment of my imagination?

or is she saying there's only so much I can do? sense I'm the one dreaming?

ᶠˡᵃˢʰᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᵒᵛᵉʳ

Y/n didn't show that night either

I woke up with a feeling of dread,

Y/n's really gone...

【Ｙ／Ｎ'Ｓ　ＰＯＶ】

Monday, 10:00 am

You were back to having regular dreams again...

You were slowly starting to forget features of Eren...

what was his nose shape again?

what was his laugh?

how tall was he?

all slowly slipping away

laying in your bed, wrapped up in your sheets you wish Sasha was back in town to come into your room and rip you out of bed

you sigh and get up, taking a shower that's louder than your thoughts.

your mind was empty, the silence was piercing.

you stayed in the shower for an hour, just so you didn't have to turn off the water and be met with the silence again

the warmth of the shower drowning your skin as the pitter patter~ sound of the water crashing against your body filled up your mind so you didn't have to think about what was making you feel so empty in the first place

Eren

Eren was gone.

he was the one thing that you looked forward to every night

every night you'd fall into a world

a world better than this one.

and now that world is gone, and you don't know why you're still in this one.

stepping out of the shower, you wrapped a towel around your body that was somehow colder than you. you stood there in the middle of your cramped bathroom as you stared at the water falling from your nose onto the floor

you put your hair into a low bun to get it out of the way as you put on dark green cargo pants and a black tank top just for it to be covered with a black jacket.

you looked out the window to see thick dark gray clouds hovering over woods outside your dorm

you quickly walked over to the kitchen and made yourself some iced coffee

sitting by the window you pulled out your sketchbook and took a sip of your iced coffee,

you really are lucky to get this view

the thick woods with the deep tall oak trees and the gray sky setting the mood perfectly

you started drawing a face, not really having anything in mind

soon you drew a puffy button nose with blush on it spreading to her cheeks with pointy ears and wings. yes, you were drawing a fairy.

so lost in your drawing you didn't even notice how it started pouring outside

you sadly looked at the rain, then at your empty iced coffee

yes, you love the rain. It's just you were planning to go to the cafe today

you decided fuck the rain, you wanted cake. you're gonna get cake.

you grabbed your umbrella and packed the tan tote bag that you snagged from your art class in the tenth grade

throwing your sketchbook and pencils in the bag you ran out of the dormitory, giggle the entire way as you sprinted to the cafe praying you wouldn't slip on the soaked pavement

your nose taking a light pink from the cold as you finally made it to the cafe, your lungs getting filled with the scent of warm pastries and freshly brewed coffee as you wrapped the strap around the umbrella and put it into your bag

you order a tiny piece of chocolate cake and a small hot coffee due to the weather

you pulled out a chair next to the window for the view of the rain falling onto the cars speeding by.

you munched on the cake as you mindlessly started sketching

it was a male this time

he had big doe eyes and hair that was tossed up in a bun.

then you remembered. and realized how stupid you look right now. so hung up on an imaginary boy to the point you started subconsciously drawing him

your head planted into the book and mentally groaned, then you heard a chair start to pull out

you look up to see a blond man with a light pink nose -probably due to the cold weather- and the brightest bluest eyes you've ever seen in your life

"U-uh can I sit here?" he shyly asked

"Oh sure" you smiled at him. usually, you'd get annoyed at people sitting next to you at cafes but you weren't with him, you actually admired by his sense of style with his white-collar under his dark green knitted sweater.

"thanks" he sat and took a sip of his coffee

"I'm Armin by the way"

Chapter 7

˜"*°•.˜"*°• see you soon •°*"˜.•°*"˜

an: omg next chapter will be better

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matan4il · 2 years

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I watched this episode I think so differently then others. Firstly maybe because I don't have a strong dislike to Buck doing it, I found it rather touching to be honest.. But here's the weird thing to me.

Connor and Eddie are opposite sides of the same coin.. Eddie wants him to be the father of his non biological child because of who he is as a person. Completely involved full stop.

Connor wants him to be the biological father to his child because of who he is. But obviously not involved

But the wacky part to me if this is playing out. Retcon!!!! Retcon at the end of S4 we know Eddie changed his will in S3 after the well. Retcon we know Buck met Connor (in the past) in Buck Begins but that was in S4. So I'm not trying to nerd out here but honest to God how much of this was planned and how will it play out as it intertwines. Especially because Eddie doesn't know yet and he's protective of Buck. But we haven't got to really see that in full display yet.

It cant mean nothing to me this storyline has been in play for awhile and we didn't grasp the importance yet. The same as Athena with her childhood best friend you know. It started out as a oh this is Athena, to oh this is a fully fledged Athena story.

Hi lovely Nonnie!

Thank you for sharing your viewing experience! ^u^ I get what you mean. As an idea, it is a lovely thing. I say this as someone who’s considered in the past being an egg donor, I mean it, I think it’s beautiful to help others like that. But at the end of the day, I also think it depends on someone’s specific type of personality, what place in life they’re at, in other words, how this donation would affect them as well and not just the recipients. Like I said in the 604 meta, I just don’t think that’s something Buck has really considered properly.

I LOVE the way you phrased the contradiction between what Connor and Eddie want. In my mind, there’s no doubt the latter is so much more significant to Buck in terms of helping him heal from his trauma of being unwanted for so long. I also think there’s a difference between what does “because of who [Buck] is” between these two men. Connor knows who Buck was. Even back then, he only knew Buck to a very shallow degree. God, in 405, when Buck started spouting random trivia, Connor couldn’t be more disinterested. If Eddie had been there? You just KNOW he would be listening to Buck with the worst case of heart eyes and the fondest smile ever. Connor does know Buck’s a good person, and he’s right of course. But Buck wears his heart so openly on his sleeve, that’s something that probably anyone who would spend just 5 minutes with him would know. I expected Connor to list more stuff (“You’re kind, you’re smart, you’re brave” Buck presumably still lived with Connor and that gang in s1, before he moved into Abby’s place, so all of this can reasonably come up), but nope, it was just the one thing. Eddie KNOWS Buck and WANTS him for ALL OF IT.

IDK if they planned this out and were gonna re-use the actor from the get go. It is possible they came up with the idea of a friend asking for a sperm donation, then looked into whether the actor for the one character who could be brought back as a “blast from the past” was available and, since he’s not that big of a star yet, they got lucky and could book him. I’m not discounting it! But once they decided to bring him in, whether it was always intended or not, they did make some meaningful choices with him already IMO. ;)

I hope you have a great day, lovely! And here is my ask tag! xoxox

#buddie #911meta #buddie meta #911 meta #9-1-1 #evan buckley #eddie diaz #edmundo diaz #evan buck buckley #christopher diaz #connor #ask #anon ask #911onabc #911 on abc #911abc #911 abc

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raineadey · 1 year

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ooooooo you want to tell me abt uour oc sooo bad /nf

WAHJ TAHNK U THANK YOU OKAY SO. wow this is long. i divided this into three parts: backstory, main story ( crk episode 16 stuff ), and parfaedia ( what happens after the story, which actually has more in store but ill elaborate on that in another post )

BACKSTORY

once upon a time, blueberry pie cookie was looking through the wizards journals, until she came across the journal filled with the wizards trials and errors in creating moonlight cookie. it was her favorite book, the one that she read most often by the small moonlit corner.

having gone this far in her duties, blueberry pie thought a bit of company wouldnt hurt.

curiosity winning over herself, she uses the journal as a recipe book to bake her own cookie. thus, bo-berry cookie was born in the image of moonlight cookie (obviously nowhere as powerful though. shes just a cookie thats baked using the wizards recipe)

bo-berry cookie grew up between the high, never-ending bookshelves in the archives, reading anything that caught her interest to pass the time. she was like her mother in some ways — curious and hungry for knowledge.

but the library wasnt enough for her. she wanted to explore the city. though each time she asked her mother, "can i go play outside?" she would always say no.

"we have a promise to keep, a duty to uphold. there is nothing left for you in the city, bo-berry cookie."

(she also mentions those stars roaming the streets. shed turn to crumbs if any of them caught her)

ever since then, bo-berry practiced illusion magic behind her mothers back, attempting to make herself go undetected or even invisible. one day, her hard work and practice came to fruition, and she escaped the archives without her mother knowing — only to find that the city is completely empty of cookies.

she decided it was better than the archives, though. she explores the empty abandoned buildings, scavenging for any interesting magical artefacts to play with. its technically not stealing if the owner left it behind, right?

shes lonely. no one else to talk to or play with. her mother was right, this city has nothing for her. but perhaps somewhere out there..

MAIN STORY

she joins the main trio and saves them from the biggest golden star from the graveyard while invisible and undetected.

gingerbrave: that wasnt easy at ALL. huh, why do i feel like were being watched?

and as he said that, wizard cookies hat was floating in the air, followed by an air of laughter before revealing herself to her. she hasnt met anyone to interact with for a good while, so she got a liiittle excited.

her mood quickly turned sour when gingerbrave explains that theyre headed to the archives. but ahe agrees to show them the way. she told herself she wasnt going to go in, but once she sees the book worms attacking them, she groans ("i cant let you cookies pathetically crumble here on your mission 🙄") and helps them through to the library.

she knows whats coming. its inevitable that shes going to face her mom again. ( scene in this short video its like 14 secs )

once gingerbrave and co are done with what they came here for, she was about to leave with them when blueberry pie stopped her.

bbp: now, where do you think youre going? are you not staying here?

bb: mother, i cant stay here

bbp: are you leaving?

bb: [ a bit guilty ] i have to help my friends save the city

bbp: i see. [ just as bo-berry was about to leave again, ] bo-berry?

bb: [ stops ]

bbp: when i baked you, i should have known i couldn't keep you within these same walls ive been kept in my whole life. your curios soul knows no bounds, therefore i can not stop you from pursuing your life. [ quiet for a moment ] i love you, my child. i apologise for everything.

bo-berry merely gives her a smile and joins her friends outside.

another thing worth mentioning in this part is when stardust cookie destroyed the city of wizards. everyone was confused bc everything happened so fast, but upon mention of her mother still stuck in the archives, bo-berry immediately hopped on her staff and flew smartly between the falling stars to find her mother.

PARFAEDIA

after the events in the city of wizards episode, blueberry pie decided to let her daughter go. she cant keep her here for much longer, not when her place is out there in the world. so she sends her to parfaedia institute, where she can learn and grow as a magic enthusiast and a young cookie with other students her age.

she soon became friends with cream puff cookie and coffee bean cookie ( @deliberatingwthecookiecouncil's oc ! ). cream puff is an anxiety train, coffee bean is a sarcastic nerd, and bo-berry is a silly little menace. theyre perfect for each other.

such a strong desire for knowledge leads to bo-berry feeling like the structured education she receives in the institute is not enough. she craves for more magic in this world.

thus, she goes out of her dormitory at most nights to explore the magic city, knowing theres way more to this place. she uses her illusion magic to sneak in to houses, rummaging through their treasury for anything of use to her.

this soon becomes a thing she does at night, and more cookies seem to be aware of this mysterious thief. the m.e.h. department is also having trouble identifying the thief responsible for the disturbance. though, one cookie finally caught her in the act.

"hold on, you're not phantom bleu! but, no matter. i, detective walnut cookie, have caught you in the act, thief!"

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