#everyone wants a secret room dont lie i know you do

[evie-sturns]

ᴠɪʀɢɪɴ - ᴄʜʀɪꜱ ꜱᴛᴜʀɴɪᴏʟᴏ

summary: chris has always been your best friend until one night everything changes when you lose your virginity to him.

contains: smut, gentle chris, swearing, fluff.

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chris and i tell eachother everything, i mean everything. we've been friends since the 6th grade and have no secrets, except for one. i'm a virgin. in my defence hes never really asked but its my biggest insecurity

its 11pm, me, nick, matt, chris and madi are sitting on the sturniolos couch, im cuddled against nick as matt and chris scroll on their phone.

madi is talking about a hookup experience right infront of us. ive never really hung out with her alone but she seems to overshare. a lot. "y/n, you know how when then finish they make strange ass noises?" she continues "mhm.." i lie, "but oh my god he was making demonic sounds like what the fuck" she says laughing.

after 5 more minutes of her talking, i feel humiliated, everyone else in the room except for me is laughing along with her and agreeing.

she wont stop.

i grab my phone then stand up off the couch, walking out of room in and into the bathroom, slamming the door behind me. i hear the living room go silent apart from a few whispers "chris go see whats wrong!" i hear nick say quietly and then shuffling, followed by 3 knocks on the bathroom door.

"y/n? you okay?" i hear chris say softly.

"please go away chris."

"im not gonna go away sweetheart, please talk to me." chris whispers through the door.

after a few minutes i unlock the door. chris opens it slowly to find me inside, eyes puffy from the few tears i shed. "oh y/n.." chris says sympathetically before pulling me into a hug, rubbing my back. "c'mon, lets go to my room so you can talk to me." he offers and i nod. he takes my hand as we open the door to his bedroom.

he sits down on the floor, resting his back against the side of his bed. i sit down next to him and lay my head on his shoulder.

i take a deep breath "im a virgin." i say bluntly, but quietly. he tenses slightly then nods understandably.

"and its fucking embarrasing when madis talking about fucking random dudes infront of me, its quite frankly humiliating." i continue "because im almost 21 and ive never done anything." i sigh.

an uncomfortable silence grows for a few seconds "this might be weird, and if you dont want to we can never talk about any of this again, but i could.." he pauses

"i could help..?" he says nervously

"help?" i repeat, slightly confused.

"i mean we've been best friends for like 9 years, i could y'know. teach ya? like platonically though." he says holding my hand.

another silence grows.

"okay!" i say nervously

"ok?" he whispers

"you can, lead the way?" i offer and he smiles.

he stands up, before leaning down and pulling me up by my wrists. we're both clearly nervous. "do i uh, have your like.. full consent?" he says concerned and i let out a small laugh "yes chris, you do, you're the person im most comfortable with."

he lifts his shirt off over his head, i blush, why am i blushing?

he throws his shirt to the floor before pulling mine off, revealing my white bra, which he quickly unclasps. he leans down and grabs my jaw, pulling me into a soft kiss. my heart rate increases as i realise this is chris, my best friend.

he picks me up by my ass and places me gently on my back on his mattress, the same one that we were giggling on yesterday. he pulls down my shorts, then my panties. leaving me revealed on the bed. he looms over me before pulling me by my thighs to the edge of the bed. he leans down between my thighs, his cold breath against my heat.

he drags his tongue all the way from my hole to my clit forcing a desperate moan out of me. "tastes so fucking good." he mumbles which causes me to squirm. he stands up and unbuckles his leather belt, letting it fall to the floor before he unbuttons his baggy jeans.

he stands in-between my legs in his boxers, it feels wrong, but so fucking right. "you ready baby?"

baby?

"im nervous chris, what if it hurts."

"dont be, it doesnt have to hurt, mhm?" he says reassuringly as he nods his head at me.

"i trust you chris.." i say smiling as he grabs the inside of my thigh "can you spread a little more?" he says and i comply.

after what feels like forever he pulls down his boxers slowly, letting his boner spring out, hitting his stomach. i instantly sit up in shock "chris-." i stutter as i look up at him

"you're okay, it wont hurt if you relax. ill go super slow hm?" he reasures and i nod.

"lay back down princess." he whispers.

i lay back down and reach for chris's hand, its always been a comfort thing for me and right now i need it more than ever.

his dick is strangely perfect.

i take a deep breath and squeeze chris's hand as his tip pushes against my entrance. he pushes slowly inside of me, giving me only an inch or two. "fuck you're so tight." he groans making my stomach flip. "you look so beautiful taking me mhm."

as he sinks deeper into me, his balls lightly pressing against my ass.

the same boy who i used to beg to play barbies with me is now balls deep inside of me.

im a moaning mess as chris giggles slightly

"what the fuck is funny chris" i say smiling

"your moans." he says nonchalantly as he starts to thrust, kissing my cervis each time

"shut up.." i say in between moans as i squeeze his hand tighter.

without warning he pulls out which causes me to immediately grab him and pull him closer "i didnt finish chris!" i say frustrated

"shh sh, i know i know, i want you to ride me. can you do that for me?" he says which almost makes me orgasm from his words.

"okay."

he lays down beside me and grabs my waist pulling me ontop of his so im sitting on his thighs. i prop myself up above his tip as he grabs my hips. i slowly sink down on him, feeling every inch of him filling me up. i moan loudly causing him to slam a hand over my mouth "shh." he whispers as i bounce up and down, i squeeze my eyes shut as my moans are muffled by his hand.

"y/n baby, im close okay? i want you to cum with me." he groans as i bounce faster on his cock

"you ready?" he says as his breathing becomes quicker. i nod as i clench around him, instantly making him release inside of me. i follow right after him as i collapse on his chest, he reaches a hand down pulling himself out of me.

he holds me tight against his chest, my breasts push against his hard chest while he grabs my ass. "you did so fucking good, so good." he whispers into my hair. "you want me to get you dressed baby?" he offers and i nod, sitting up on his stomach. he sits up and i slide off him onto his bed. as he stands up, he holds up my panties and shoves them in his pocket. before i have time to question it hes pulling me onto my feet.

he picks me up and slings me over his shoulder. i squeal as he keep a firm grip on my thigh. pulling my shorts onto me. he places me back down onto my feet and puts my bra on. "is this right" he says with a slight laugh "yeah surprisingly!!" i say with a wide grin before pulling my shirt on.

chris finishes getting dressed and plants another kiss on my lips "was that okay for you? i hope it didnt hurt" chris asks softly "yeah it felt.. really fucking good chris." i say wiping my eyes in embarrassment.

he grabs my hand and takes me into the living room. nick is looking at chris with disgust and everyones dead silent "did you guys just fuck." matt says breaking the silence and my heart drops to my stomach

"what.." i say defensivley

"the load ass moans?" nick yells angrily.

the silence grows as chris looks like hes seen a ghost as i look up at him

chris suddenly starts "she got her period, so i took her up to my room so she could grab some fucking.. products. she was crying, they may of sounded like moans to you but she was just upset." he lies so confidently straight through his teeth which almost makes me burst out laughing.

"so im taking her home alright?" chris continues.

"shit sorry guys." nick says embarrassed "see you tommorow y/n, feel better" matt says and i smile at him.

(4 weeks later)

"hey baby, i got you these!" chris says walking into my bedroom with flowers "for what exactly" i say laughing "one month anniversary dumb fuck." chris says giving me a kiss on my lips.

4 weeks ago when he dropped me off he confessed to me.

he said he'd liked me for a while now, as in 5 years.

i hated to admit it, but i had felt the same.———------------.·:*¨¨* ≈☆≈ *¨¨*:·.-----------------——

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[propertyofwicked]

SECRETS part 5 - LN

content warnings: FULL SMUT, cute sex, oral (fem receiving), unprotected - MDNI !!

this is lowkey a filler chapter, so you can skip it and read part 6 if you dont want to read smut :) - i have kept the same taglist so if you have been tagged but dont wish to read this part please do skip <3

part 1 -> part 2 -> part 3 -> part 4 -> part 5 -> part 6 -> part 7!

“morning,” lando’s rough morning voice travelled through the hotel room as he saw y/n’s eyes open below him. during the night, y/n found herself wrapped around him, her leg slung over his whilst her head rested on his chest, her arm stretching over him, pulling him in closer.

lando had been awake for a while. he’d decided that today, they would drive down to max’s and try and talk some sense into him. he’d woken up to a text from P, telling him to come to the house and talk to max in person - she was equally as fed up with his foul mood and angry outbursts.

“how d’you sleep?”

“shush,” she hushed him, “still sleeping.”

“i was thinking we should go see max and talk to him in person. today,” he said, earning a groan from the half-asleep woman who rolled off him to lay on her back and stare at the ceiling.

“and i was thinking i could just change my name, cut all contact with everyone i know and live the rest of my life in the woods.”

“i don’t think that will work,” he said, laughing softly at her remark.

“yeah? i dont think your plan will work either so at least were both coming up with stupid ideas today,” she said, as he rolled onto his side to face her.

“you always look pretty in the morning,” lando announced, ignoring her insult.

“you always lie in the morning,” she replied. once again, he ignored her insults, moving to press a quick kiss to her lips. well, he intended for it to be quick, but before he knew it, she was straining her neck up to join their lips together again.

“i could get used to this,” he said, grinning against her mouth.

“not if max has anything to say about it.”

“y/n,” he groaned, still hovering above her, “im trying to be romantic and you’re talking about your brother, fuck him.”

“and fuck you instead?” she quipped.

“well, if you say so,” he hummed, taking the opportunity to kiss her again and shift his bodyweight so he was hovering fully over her, using his arms to hold himself up. she deepens the kiss, tracing her tongue over his bottom lip while burying her fingers in his curls to pull his face closer. his head drops to her neck, pressing small kisses along her skin.

“if you don’t want max to rip your balls off, i recommend you not leave marks on my neck, lan,” she said breathlessly, his breathe tickling her skin as he laughs.

“i’m going to fuck you so hard you forget all about your stupid brother and the things he said about you,” he grunted in her ear, lowering his hips to roll over hers. and for the first time that week, she couldn’t think straight enough to respond with anything other than a quiet moan.

lando slides down the bed, pulling at the waist band of her shorts as he goes, but looking up at her. she nods at him, and he pulls her shorts down her legs, discarding them off the side of the bed. her fingers lace through his curls, her eyes focused on his head tilting to the side to press kisses to the inside of her thigh. he nips down on the skin, sucking slightly, leaving bruises in his wake. at least max wont see those, she thought to herself.

with no warning, his face dived into her folds, her hips arching up, pulling him in closer. he parts his lips, dragging his tongue up to circle her clit.

“taste so good,” he muttered, “wanted this for years.” another moan fell from her lips, spurring him on. one arm came to wrap around her waist, holding her hips down. the other arm reached up, pushing her top up, his hand kneading at her breast.

“fuck, lan, keep going.”

her view is something she wish she could take a picture of and tattoo on her arm. lando’s veiny arm pinning her hips down, his jaw muscles peaking out as his tongue moves in a steady rhythm, his curls falling over his forehead, as his eyes glance up to see her facial expressions. the arm on her breasts drops down to her heat, parting her folds and his fingers pushing gently into her. her hips struggle against his arm, desperate for more.

within a matter of seconds, two of his fingers are twisting into her, hitting that spot that has her almost purring for him repeatedly. before she knows it, she cums around his fingers with no warning, legs shaking, loud moans filling the room. lando crawls back up her body, grabbing her jaw with one hand, opening her mouth and pushing his fingers slowly into her mouth. her tongue moving to lick up the length of them, tasting herself on his calloused fingers. the moment he retracts his hand, her hand is pulling his head down to hers, kissing him hastily as his tongue into her mouth, deepening the kiss.

he used one arm to balance himself, the other moving down between them to tug at his own shorts. he grabbed himself, rubbing his hand up and down and few times before sliding his cock through her fold, eliciting small whimpers from her as he hit her sensitive spot.

“you sure you want this? there’s no going back after this, he mumbled in her ear.

“i never want anyone else for as long as i live.”

slowly, he entered her, pushing into her slowly. her face screwed up slightly from the stretch.

“you’re ok, you’re ok,” he reassured her, stroking the side of her cheek softly, waiting a moment before he retracted and pushed back in.

“you’re doing so well f’me.”

his began to build up his pace, the headboard moving with each thrust. y/n moaned out beneath him, grabbing his arm to stabilise herself. her noises encouraging him more, he grabbed her thigh, pulling her leg up to wrap around his back, hitting new angles that brought out obscene noises from the two of them. y/n’s hands wrapped around the back of his head, pulling lightly at the hair at the top of his neck, his own hand moving down again to play with her clit. he could feel her walls tightening around him, pulling him closer and closer to his own finish.

“fuck, lan. don’t stop,” she cried out, her head rolling back on the pillow.

“wouldn’t dream of it,” he remarked, his thrusts getting faster and faster with each pant.

“i’m gonna c-”

“i know baby, come for me, come with me,” he said, wrapping himself around her to bring them closer together as they both reached their orgasms.

he waited a few moments, before pulling out of her, flopping down on the bed beside her, both of their chests heaving with heavy breaths.

“stay there,” he said, kissing the top of her head before rolling out of the bed, and walking to the bathroom. he returned with a damp cloth and a glass of water, handing her the drink he then crawled back to clean her up.

when he did return to lay next to her, his arms instinctively moved to pull her in closer.

“so… when should we go and break the news to your brother?” he asked, grinning.

“id so nearly forgotten about him,” she groaned in annoyance.

“clearly, i need to try again,” he said, still smirking at her.

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[yamamasjumpercables]

Not Our Time

Cheater!Chris!Sturniolo x Fem!Reader

Warning: Wrist grabbing, cussing and that’s it

a/n: this took a while, hope you guys enjoy it

You were tired of it. The lying, sneaking, yelling, arguing. Everything. You found out Chris has been cheating on you 2 weeks ago. You loved Chris so much that you tried your best to see it through, pretending that it wasn’t true. Last week after you found out You went to confront Chris about the whole situation but, he kept brushing it off. Telling you that it was before you guys knew each other and there was nothing to worry about. You knew better than to trust what he said. Chris knew he couldn’t have his cake and eat it too, but he never felt the need to quit his ways.

Right now You and Chris were currently in his room trying to figure out what went wrong in the relationship. Chris’s phone was in your hand, the messages between Chris and some girl displayed on the screen. Tears were threatening to roll down your face, but you needed to be stern to get through to Chris. “Y/n it’s not what you think” Chris said running his fingers through his hair. “Then what the fuck is it Chris, cause it looks like you cheating on me” You said putting your hands up in defense. “I’m not cheating on you that was a long time ago you are just being delusional” Chris says annoyed. “CHRIS DONT FUCKING LIE TO ME, THIS WAS 10 FUCKING MINUTES AGO ” You say yelling. “YOU ARE DOING TO FUCKING MUCH SHES JUST A FRIEND” Chris says yelling back. “Oh she’s just a friend, I didn’t know friends sends nudes to each other” You said sarcastically. “YOU ARE FUCKING CRAZY Y/N” Chris says yelling at you. “IM CRAZY, YO BITCH ASS CHEATING ON ME WITH A REJECTED VICTORIA SECRET MODEL AND IM CRAZY” You say yelling while getting in Chris’s face. “First of all watch your tone with me, I’m not one of your delusional ass friends who you can talk to like that” Chris says grabbing your wrist. “You are a fucking joke Chris” You say yanking your wrist back from his grip. “So what now you’re gonna break up with me” Chris says crossing his arms. “Yes exactly what I’m gonna do” You say laughing a little. “Wait wait you can’t be seriously willing to end this relationship over this” Chris scoffs getting worried. “Well no it’s not just that, you treat me like shit and act like I don’t mean anything to you so why stay” You say passionately. “Baby, don’t leave me I’ll change” Chris says walking towards you grabbing your hand. “That’s what they all say Chris” You scoff. “I mean it I won’t do it again, I’ll cut everyone off, I’ll treat you better, I’ll give you anything you want, I’ll give you more attention just don’t leave me Y/n” Chris says, voice breaking. “Chris I will always love you, but I can’t sit here and let you treat me like this anymore” You say, a tear rolling down your face. “I can do better I can change for you, I just need time” Chris says putting your hand to his face for your to hold. “I can’t sit and wait for you to be a better person Chris that’s something you have to do on your own, we were right for each other once hopefully we can be right for each other again someday, but it’s just not our time” You say crying. “Y/n please give me another chance” Chris says grabbing your waist pulling you closer to him. “I can’t Chris we have to be apart for a while, until you learn how to respect Me and Yourself” You say rubbing Chris’s face with the pad of your thumb. “I love you Y/n” Chris says as his voice breaks. “I love you too” You say before giving Chris a long passionate kiss. “See you around Chris” You say giving him a final kiss on the cheek and walking out of his room, on your way to start a new life without him. Leaving Chris with his regrets

I haven’t posted anything in a while plus I want to start posting more Chris fics 🧎🏾‍♀️

#chris sturniolo #matt sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #nicolas sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #nick sturniolo #chris sturniolo fluff #yamamasjumpercables #matt sturniolo fanfic #matt sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo smut

[miralunawritez]

The Other Woman...

Cheating hcs for Veneer & Velvet

warnings: mention of screaming, violence, stalking (indirect and direct), murd3r, alc0h0l abu$3

Veneer:

When you're suspicious:

Tries to lie about it when you find out, saying that someone was setting him up

Super obvious, his phone is never on silent and has one for work and one for personal use, just looking through his contacts gave you suspicions

Horrible liar, "they are just an old friend that wanted to catch up", "oh my lipstick is smudged because of the cup i was drinking out of"

Starts hiding his phone from you more, being more secretive, making sure only the back of his phone is facing you when he is texting the person he is cheating on you with

He acts more affectionate than before, hoping that you will stay with him if you find out

Once he texts you goodnight, he texts the other person asking if they are awake

He always cancels or reschedules plans with you to hang oit out with the other person

When you find out:

Once you confront him about it he tries to play victim, lying and trying to convince you that they mean nothing and that they made moves on him and he was too nervous to do anything about it

His heart drops to his ass once you pull up screenshots of Veneers conversation with the other person that someone sent you

"These are fake! I would never cheat on you! Here, you can go through my phone!" He yells out, anxiously trying to delete the conversation with the other person

His desperation is quickly replaced with fear as you snatch his phone out of his hands before he can delete the messages and he hears your blood curdling scream of pure rage

"Baby please..it was a mistake please lets just talk about this"

He stands their helplessly as you throw the closests objects to you at him, trying to dodge them while you scream "I FUCKING HATE YOU" over and over again

"Please babe I'm sorry! You dont have to do this.."

"You werent sorry until you got caught." You were right, he wasnt sorry until he got caught.

He stood there watching you absolutely destroy his room, flipping dressers over, throwing his phone at the wall, shattering it, breaking framed pictures of you and veneer by slamming them onto the floor. His whole world was collapsing around him and there was nothing he could do about it

Begged for you to stay with him, which you obviously didnt

After you found out and left him:

The realization of the huge loss he experienced finally hit him, feelings of regret and guilt filling his body

He spent countless nights crying, wishing he never did what he did

He ended up blocking the person never wanting to see them or hear from them ever again. just hearing their name makes his heart heavy and makes him sick to his stomach, reminding him of how they completely destroyed his relationship with you, his first love

He messes up at all of his shows, which pisses Velvet off. He doesn't care though, all he can think of is how things ended with you

He replays the scene in his head 24/7, your words echoing in his head ("I FUCKING HATE YOU", "You werent sorry until you got caught")

He tries to convince Velvet to help him get you back, which she refuses to do

He stalks all your social media accounts, bawling his eyes out when he sees you, wanting you to just hold him and forgive him

Doesnt move on, he is determined to wait for you to come back to him

Drinks every single night, its the only thing that can get you off his mind (temporarily)

If you decide to go back to him:

He does EVERYTHING HE CAN to make sure you trust him, giving you the passwords to his phones, setting them down face up when leaving a room that you are in, bringing you everywhere, etc

Posts you like crazy, letting everyone know he is taken

Doesnt follow anyone of your gender on social media (expect for you, if ur a female he only follows you and Velvet)

Always reassures you if you suspect he is cheating on you again, doing everything in his power to prove to you that he isnt

He genuinely has changed, he worked on himself to be better for you

If you move on:

He is in denial at first

Once he sees proof that you have moved on he actually goes insane

Pays people to watch your every move and report it back to him

Still convinced that you will come back to him, telling people that y'alls relationship is just complicated

If you're a popstar, he goes to all of your concerts (buying backstage passes too)

Buys multiple phones just to call you from an unblocked number

Probably pays someone to kill your new partner

Velvet:

When you're suspicious:

You notice she starts to act different, being more distant and avoidant

It was harder to tell with her since she's already secretive with her phone

Blows up on you when you ask if there is another person, telling you that your crazy for thinking that (making ur suspicions grow)

After cheating for a while she starts to get more clingy, hoping it would cancel out her actions

She is never around anymore, shes always with the other person

She gets anxious when you ask to use her phone, asking you what you need it for, quickly deleting messages and pictures, and looking over your shoulder as you use it

You finally decided to go through her phone when she "lost it" (she left it unintended so you took it)

When you found out:

Got very mad and aggressive when you confronted her, yelling at you while clenching her fists, trying her hardest not to charge at you

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?"

Does she regret cheating on you? No. Not yet atleast.

Like veneer, she tries to play victim

(for fem readers) You continued to go through the messages until you finally lost it, charging at her while crying and screaming insults, throwing punches and ripping at her hair

(for fem readers) Her anger quickly converted to fear as she tried to push you off of her, not being able to because of how strong you are

(for fem readers) Veneer eventually came rushing in, pulling you off of her and holding onto you to prevent you from accidentally killing her

(for fem readers) She cries hard, even after you just beat her ass, pleading for you to stay with her

"Please don't leave me Y/N..I'm so sorry.." Words you never thought you would hear.

She watched as you left, her world absolutely destroyed, finally regretting cheating on you

After you found out and left her:

Completely destroyed, actually letting Crimp comfort her, along with Veneer

Wishes she could take back what she did and get you back

Cant get herself to delete the pictures of you two together, not wanting to let you go

Able to hide her pain from the public (Still performing good, looking like she's perfectly fine, posting positive things on social media, etc)

Doesnt talk to or date anyone else, just incase you decide to come back to her

Gets upset when the break up gets mentioned in interviews, barely able to hide her pain, tears welling up in her eyes (she blames it on allergies)

Stalks all your social media accounts, making alt accounts and commenting on your posts (pretending to be someone else and trying to convince you to get back with her)

Looks for you in public places, hoping to accidentally run into you

If you decide to go back to her:

Spends the whole relationship trying to apologize (going on more dates with you, spending A LOT of money on you, posting you very frequently, letting everyone know shes locked in and doesnt want anyone else, etc)

Gives you the password to her phone and all of her social media accounts

Works on communication, getting better at reassuring you if your still shaken up about there being someone else

Wants you to move past it, but she knows how hard it is for you so she stays patient

Shows you off like a kid who just got a new toy, talking about how amazing you are and how much she loves you

If you move on:

In denial, not believing it

"You're joking? Right?"

She gets more distant from everyone, wanting to isolate herself

She finds out who you're dating almost immediately, stalking their posts, occasionally dming them, trying to sabotage their relationship with you

It takes her a full year to get over you, it was the hardest and most painful year of her life

She still thinks about you a lot, since she still sees you all over social media

Eventually falls back in love with you, having to repeat the process of getting over you

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took long enough damn 😭😭

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[smutinlove]

hiii could you do a fic(carl grimes x fem!reader) where its based on the song called eyes dont lie? it could be a small suggestive/fluffy thing? and could it be set in a world where zombies dont exist?

could it be preferably short? less than 700 words??? thank you, smutinlove!!!!

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You hated going to parties with your parents, but the one thing you always enjoyed was the view. But not the view off of the Eiffel Tower, but that one-eyed, brown-haired, blue-eyed, suit-wearing man named Carl Grimes. 

Carl Grimes' parents were your parent's business partners. So, you often saw him around. But whenever you looked at him or stared back at him, his piercing and intimidating blue eyes would greet you.

But to you, he was the most beautiful man you'd ever seen. He didn't even have to try, as he already looked divine. You wished he had told you that he was yours. But you two never said anything more than the casual "hi" or "hello." It killed you to wait every week to see him, but it was always worth the wait. 

There he was, standing across the room in a corner while he secretly took a sip of wine. He hid his wine from everyone else, but you knew. 

Speaking of secrets, you've always wanted to feel his body against yours, your hands in his hair, as he rapidly and passionately kissed you hard. But that was one of many secrets that you chose to not tell a single soul. 

You felt someone tap your shoulder. You turned around and saw him. "Hey," he said with a smirk. You crossed your arms and said, "Sorry? Do I know you?" You laughed a little too hard at that. He tilted his head to the left, "You're going to regret that. So, so, fucking much, you cunt." He spat. Then he smiled and whispered something in your ears that made you blush.

"I saw the way you were looking at me. Eyes don't fucking lie, Y/N."

"Oh, our kids are finally getting along!" A voice echoed. She was truly a beautiful woman. Carl Grimes' mother was extraordinarily pretty. "Yeah!" You put an arm around him and pulled him close. "We're the greatest of friends, right, Carl?" You nudged him slightly, and he took the hint.

"The greatest," he said through gritted teeth. Lori Grimes was about to speak when someone whisked her off into God knows where with God knows who.

"Doll," he muttered. You pinched him, "I ain't your fucking doll, and you ain't my fucking friend." He gasped dramatically and inched closer towards you, "Ouch, sweets, that hurt." He whispered in your ear. He grabbed your hand, but before you could protest, he said, "Come on doll. I have something to show you." 

And curious to see what he wanted to show you, you let him take you with him.

He led you outside of the grand venue and into the big and luscious garden. The smell of roses and peonies excited you; going into big and luscious gardens wasn't new to you, but with Carl, here it was even better. 

"Doll," he said with pure lust in his eyes. "Like I said before, I'm not your fucking—" He flashed his award-winning smile and leaned in, kissing you gently. His hands tugged at your hair as he kissed you with so much passion that you were able to differentiate the words 'who' and 'whom.'

"Carl, stop, we can't—"

"I saw the way you looked at me, pretty girl. You had so much lust in your eyes. Now, I kinda wanna pin you against a wall and fuck you until you're a panting mess."

───── ❝ authors note ❞ ─────

AU2EINWSMSKEJDEIJKLMWIDEJIOA. OHHHH FOR CARL TO CALL ME A PRETTY GIRL. OHHHHHHHHHH IT WOULD MAKE ME SO HAPPYYYYYYYY OH LOVERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR MY LOVER WHERE HAVE YOU GONE????? I WOULD SAVE A SEAT FOR YOU AT EVERY TABLE DARLING I WOULD OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH LOVER

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[jester089]

If request are still open i would like to request an scenario, if not you can just ignore it

Jax with an fem s/o who is very sweet and optimistic, always thinking on the bright side, always with an genuine smile on their face, being the bright happy character in the circus.

BUT...

She hides a dark secret on her room, one that she doesnt want anyone to know, not even Jax, like everytime Jax or the others tries to go near reader's room, she will go like: "get away from there." With a full dark tone and her "genuine" smile never threaning to leave her face.

She will stay strange for a few days, strangely quiet, avoiding Jax after the incident and she is not the so bright character until some weeks pass by and she is all normal again.

If confronted, Reader will go like: "Its nothing to worry about Jax. Just dont go near my room."

Ill leave it up to you to decide what the secret is, Have fun!

Keep out

I will do my best. I don't know how messed up you wanted it to be. So naturally I went as dark as I could. I want Jax to suffer. I want him to wake up each day and worry about what I will do. But also like kinda hot tbh. Their is like gore, and touchy subjects in this. Just be warned.

Jax x Happy Reader with a secret. Tw character death, gore, manipulation, sadism.

You were a little ray of sunshine. One that Jax always insists that he hates. But he's fooling no one with the gentle hold around your waist he always seems to have. Or how he never so much as insults you and will berate someone if they do. It's the poorest kept lie that he insists is true. You and Jax have a surprisingly normal relationship. Your options while here are limited but you two do many common but nice things together. Taking walks, ranting about random things, movie nights (always at his place), him "pranking" someone and you freaking out because of it. It was normal. It was nice. You were a really good partner to him. And him to you. Only thing he wanted to know was about your room. You always answer his questions with a smile but when he brings up your room you visibly darken. He's be lying if he said he wasn't curious. And worried. Are you cheating on him?! So he searched and found a key to your room. Once he had a way in he started pestering you about your room more hoping you would tell him yourself not wanting to invade your privacy but needing to know. You never did though. So he with key in hand walked up to your room. He bribed Gangle with the promise of no "pranks" for a week if she distracted you for a while while he snoops around. When he opened your door he was surprised... Your room... Is completely normal. He walks in and looks through your things finding nothing weird or concerning. "Maybe their just really protective over their personal space?" He was going to leave before he noticed a small box under your bed. He picks it up and opens it. It has a key? Weird. Oh wait. He saw a keyhole under your desk. He walks over slides the desk out of the way and tries it. It fits and opens up a secret door that leads to a stairway down. Now that is weird and concerning. He goes down the stairs and freezes. Their's a cut open Kaufmo on a metal table he has strangely realistic organs hanging out. And abstracts In cages. He looks at them. Theirs a skinny tall one with bunny ears, a short with a jesters hat, one dressed in a tattered and glitchy dress, one that looks mismatched and random... Jax swallows his fear and starts looking around. Surely you have a good reason for all this. Right? I mean your such a happy person. He finds a lot of notes from you. About how apparently you were a murderer before you came here. About how you made the abstracts from a glitch you found while looking for an excuse for people going missing. Them being the prefect reason that people just, disappear. About how you act like you're dating people, like you love them, so they'll trust you. About how you've done this so many times and everyone just thinks you keep getting unlucky with your chosen partners. About how Jax was your next. "Hey lovely. What'r you doing down here? You know I don't like people going in my room." He jumps at your soft voice right in his ear. He slowly turns to you already shaking and sweating. The door he came in from is closed. "Aww. Come on. Talk to me. Good communication is key in relationships you know." You have that voice. The loving, sweet, lighthearted voice you always have. But you're dumping a mangle Kaufmo into a meatgrinder while talking. You wipe some black blood off your face then smile at him. You walk over to the operating table and gently pat it. "Come on over love. Take a seat. I've made it extra comfy just for you~!" He doesn't move... You frown and walk over placing a gentle kiss to his cheek. "Ok how about this. Sit or I will draw out your death so much more. I was thinking like a day of keeping you alive with your organs hanging out. But I can easily make that a week. Or more. So just come and sit." You place another gentle kiss to his cheek then lead him to the table.

~~~~~

You sprint into the main room startling everyone with your panicked tone and tears streaming down your face. "Everyone! Jax abstracted! I-I locked h-him in his room but... B-but I... I... I-is it me?! Am I the problem?! Everyone I date abstracts. Everyone I love dies! Am... Am I the reason!" Pomni and Gangle walk off to find Caine while Ragatha comforts you whispering encouragement and how it isn't you. You just keep getting unlucky. "The ragdoll seems to be the main one keeping that jester alive. It would be fun to watch Pomni slowly lose her mind after the doll is gone. That sounds good. I'll do her next. Then I can have some alone time with Pomni once she's gone off the deep end and everyone will just think she abstracted. Half the work double the fun! Oh Ragatha. Such a people pleaser. So caring, so loving, so trusting, so gullible. I wonder if she's meat or fluff inside? Can't wait to find out."

(This felt gross to write. It felt wrong. But I honestly feel like it turned out pretty good. Sorry if this isn't exactly what you wanted. But you left the secret in my hands. So I did what I wanted to. And now you know not to do that. Ever again. Cause it'll turn out weird and gross if you do.)

xoxo, Jester

#tadc x reader #the amazing digital circus x reader #jax x reader #ragatha x reader #noob author #not beta'd #tw gore #tw death #tw violence

[imaginefan]

My Baby

Chris Halliwell X Fem!Reader

Word Count: 776

Requested: Anon

Request: Reader and Chris are having their first kid, Piper is concerned cause she doesn't want them to go through the pain that her and Leo had to go through with forbidden love witch/angel thing and she tells Chris to break it off with reader but he won't. Leo on the other hand doesn't agree cause they broke the rules and in the end still got to keep their kids. Reader and Chris dont give up. (Not sure where else to go with this idea). Thank you in advance. One shot

You and Chris had found out that you were expecting your first child, the first people that you decided to tell were your parents, yours seemed happy enough, they were excited to have a grandchild but you didn’t sense the same excitement from Piper (Leo seemed quite happy).

You were standing in the kitchen, your parents were all talking while you pulled Chris to the side “your mum doesn’t seem very happy.” You said softly. “What do you mean, she said that she’s happy for us.” Chris answered. “She doesn’t look happy.” You said “your mum has never been good at hiding how she feels.” “It’ll be fine.” Chris answered.

Chris knew that he needed to talk to his mum to see what it was that was bothering her, he just really didn’t want you to worry about it, he was taking his parents home when he decided to talk about the issue before the baby got her, he wanted everyone to be able to enjoy it the same way that he remembered his mum and her sisters did with him and his brother. “Mum, what's going on?” Chris asked. “Hmm?” She asked. “You’ve been real quiet since we said that we were having a baby, is there something you wanted to say? Is there something wrong?” Chris asked. “There’s nothing wrong.” Piper answered. “Don’t lie to me mum, we have to sort this out, we're going to have this baby, it’s not going away so we have to talk about it.” Chris explained. “Do you know how dangerous this is, you know what me and your father went through after we had you and Wyatt.” Piper explained. “It might be easier for all of you if you were to leave now before they tear you apart.” “We don’t know that’s going to happen this time, there’s a lot that is different.” Chris argued. “He’s right Piper, for one he wasn’t assigned to her as her protector, he’s also only half whitelighter, there could be a lot that changes.” Leo explained. “You can’t ask him to do what you wouldn’t.” Piper looked between the two of them. “I just don’t want either of you to get hurt.” She explained. “Mum I know that you're worried but I can’t just leave (Y/N) not now, I love her and the baby too much for that.” Chris answered honestly. “Alright.” Piper finally nodded “just be careful both of you.”

Chris got back to your shared apartment in record time after the conversation that he had with his parents he found himself missing you, even the thought of leaving you an explanation or not induced the feeling. Chris walked into the living room and saw you sitting on the sofa, legs curled up and a blanket wrapped around you, the remains of a snack that you had just been eating left on the table. Chris walked over flopping down on the sofa and resting his head on your thighs. “Are you okay?” You asked gently, running your hands through his hair as he looked at you. “Yeah, everything is fine.” He answered. “And your parents are okay?” You asked, he knew that you were going to ask but he didn’t want to upset you by telling you what they had talked about, on the other hand keeping it a secret was only going to make it worse if you ever did find out, which was definitely possible and as much as he wanted to make the decision himself this was something you should have a say in as well. “Mum is worried that we’re going to go through the same thing as her and Dad, with the Elders.” Chris answered and you nodded. “It’s possible, I’ve thought about it myself.” You answered. “You have?” He asked. “Yeah and I decided that no matter what I’d fight just as hard as your mother did to get back to you.” You answered with a shrugged “didn’t think there was much more to discuss then that.” “You're not afraid?” He asked. “Of course I am but that doesn’t mean that I’m going to turn away from you.” You answered. “I love you.” Chris leaned up to meet you in a kiss, soft, slow as he did his best to show you the truth in his words. “I promise that I will fight just as hard for you.” “I love you too Chris.” You smiled, shuffling to get more comfortable, eventually Chris moved you both so that he had you laying on his chest so that you could watch your show more comfortably, where you both stayed for the rest of the night.

Requests and general question!

#charmed one shot #charmed imagine #charmed #chris halliwell imagine #chris halliwell one shot #chris halliwell #imagine #oneshot #one shot #reader insert #x reader #female reader

[possibly-in-mordland]

May I request hcs for Nathan, Toki, and Charles (seperatley) with an s/o who has panic attacks? I really enjoyed your Pickles one. Its ok if you dont want to do this !

Dethklok (+ Charles, Magnus, Knubbler) x GN!Reader | Reader Who Has Panic Attacks

Masterlist

Post Type: Headcanons

Warning(s): Anxiety/Panic Attacks

A/n: So, I went ahead and did all of them (separately), so everyone's happy. Sorry this is late, holiday stuff y'know? lol

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Nathan:

Nathan's pretty shit at talking about feelings (but at least he admits it)

BUT! This doesn't mean he doesn't notice when something wrong

Quite the contrary, if you've been with him for a while, he picks up on it in a flash

It's like a sixth sense he develops

"Somethings wrong. What's wrong?"

If you don't feel like talking, it's cool

He doesn't always feel like talking either, he's more of a quality time and (only with you) a physical touch person

So, he'll often sit down with you (insert word here) (most of the band uses (insert word here))

If you're in a crowded place, he'll try to find someplace secluded. And if he can't? He'll find the least crowded spot and just sit with you.

Will try to sing for you, he's not the best singer unless he's growling, but he tries

Dood's built like a bed (affectionate), so be prepared to lie down on his chest

Pickles:

Done Here

Skwisgaar:

Oh, boy

He doesn't look it, but he has panic attacks quite a bit

Especially, when his mother is brought up

The second he notices the onset of YOU having one, he subtly tries to hint at things

He'll pull a Klokateer aside and tell them to bring you water periodically throughout the day

Or, he'll bring you to his room and, instead of playing hardcore riffs, forces himself to slow down and play some soft blues (something akin to what you'd hear Michael Schenker play)

And it's under the guise of "Hyguh, Come ons Y/n, lets goes to my rooms and has some funs~"

Over time you come to learn all his secret code words

His bed is perfect for curling up and attempting to calm down

Will try to get your mind off of whatever caused your panic attack by teaching you guitar

Toki:

THIS MAN IS TOO PURE FOR THIS WORLD

"Takes this cats." He will force you to hold the cat to your chest, if there's one thing he's learned, it's that science has proved that cat purrs can heal (he likes cats, okay?)

Or, he'll sit you in his lap and get you to straddle him while he works on his model planes

Totally gets a Klokateer to bring y'all sugar-free cookies

Much like Pickles, he puts on your favorite movie/tv show in the background

If you're in a crowded place, he gets defensive and hauls you off somewhere

And if someone tries to make it worse?

Well, we all remember that one scene. Where beats the shit out of that dude? Yeah, that happens again.

Murderface:

"Welp, theresch only one thing to do! Get the icesch cream and watch tv."

He's not wrong tho

He doesn't often deal with panic attacks, he's more of a "I'm worthless, and I want love, but I don't deserve it" person (not to say that doesn't occasionally lead to a panic attack) (projecting a bit here: his is brought on by his grandma)

Probably gives shitty advice, probably gives good advice

"Letsch play lascher tag. That might get your mind off it."

"I alwaysch schleep mine off."

He is trying though, so you can't be mad at him

Charles:

He's basically the dad to five death metal children, most of which come from terrible households, so he knows a thing or two about anxiety/panic attacks

Water? Check. Blanket? Check. Him? Well, don't expect him to take long breaks from work, but you can sit on his lap while he does business (so long as it's not a meeting)

I have decided that his favorite book/movie is the princess bride, and chances are you like it (I assume everyone enjoys the movie/book), so when he has the time, he'll read to you

plays cute cat videos for you

honestly, you're probably seldom in public if you're with him so i don't think you'd have to worry about that

Knubbler:

Believe it or not, he's a whizz when it comes to dealing with this

If you're up for it, he'll cuddle on a couch or bed with you

"Tell me what's wrong, I'm all ears." (i made myself laugh)

And he'll listen

He probably can't help as much as he wants aside from breathing techniques

But he'll grab your favorite food, so that's a plus

Defo has a cat, defo brings it to you for cuddles

Magnus:

"I'll get the wine."

And he does, it's probably not the best idea (but then again, he never said who it was for)

He tells you to breathe in and out, and to focus

Count the breaths

Genuinely has good advice (not for the right reasons, but they help)

If this is post-doomstar, he tells you the truth on how he knows so much about psychology, and mental health

If this is pre-doomstar, he just says he's interested in psychology (not wrong, but also a little white lie)

Shows you cat videos in hopes that they work

Also reads to you

If you're in public, he'll pull you in an alleyway and tries to talk to you, and helps with the breathing

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#metalocalypse #original post #request #magnus hammersmith #nathan explosion #nathan explosion x reader #magnus hammersmith x reader #pickles the drummer #pickles the drummer x reader #skwisgaar skwigelf #skwisgaar skwigelf x reader #toki wartooth #toki wartooth x reader #william murderface #william murderface x reader #charles foster offdensen #charles foster offdensen x reader #dick knubbler #dick knubbler x reader

[lcvernat]

I’m Sorry | Natasha Romanoff x Fem!Reader

Request: Hey :)

Idk if you’re doing requests or not but if you are…

I wanna ask if you can please do a Nat x TeenR with Angst or Nat x femR with anxiety

Tbh as long as it has Angst in it :)

You dont have to give me any recognition for it as long as you tag my bestie @romanoffs-widow in it bc she loves this type of thing 🥰 thanks!

Word Count: 2.3k

Content Warnings: definitely very angsty, anxiety, panic attacks, overall bad mental health + pls read at your own discretion!

A/N: hi anon! i chose to go with nat x fem reader for this request :) i hope that’s okay!! and i hope your bestie enjoys <3 + for everyone out there who suffers from anxiety i hope this fic gives you some sort of comfort and just know you’re not alone, i promise you, and my dms are always open if you need someone to vent to!

Living with anxiety was like having a shadow following you constantly: you could never get rid of it, could never quite catch a break. It convinced you of things that you knew logically couldn't be true, but that didn't matter because your brain couldn't help but believe in it and send you spiraling. It made you second guess and overthink everything, and it made the simplest of daily tasks impossible. Sleeping was really the only time that you were free from the torment that was your thoughts.

You never quite fit in anywhere. Your friends quickly became tired of you bailing on them at the last minute when they invited you out, so they eventually just stopped inviting you. You couldn't quite blame them, but you didn't know how to explain that the very prospect of going outside made you feel so violently nauseous you spent most of the morning sitting on the floor of your bathroom beside the toilet, and then every time you ended up cancelling because you just. Couldn't. Do. It. And you felt pathetic for it.

All you wanted was to be normal. To make these thoughts go away. To stop freaking out about every single thing. Yet they never went away, no matter what you did. The physical symptoms had to be the worst to deal with. You could manage the thoughts sometimes, could ignore them sometimes, but the nausea, sweating, shaking, and the constant feeling of something being stuck in your throat was a nuisance to deal with. You felt so drained from it some days that all you wanted to do was lie in your bed and cry.

Oddly enough, the only time you felt solace was on missions with the Avengers. You had to be focused, with one specific goal in mind: the mission objective. It left no room for your anxiety to manifest, and it was one of the only times you were free from its grasp, despite it defying all logic - death-defying missions should’ve been the one thing that elicited anxiety in you, but it didn’t, and instead simple, mundane tasks such as going to the grocery store seemed catastrophic. It was stupid.

Through the Avengers Initiative you met your girlfriend, Natasha Romanoff, and she made everything better. You’d told her about your anxiety, knowing you couldn’t keep it a secret from a super spy who would inevitably find out, and despite you thinking it was pathetic because she had gone through so much more in her life and had seemingly never been left debilitated by the mere thought of going outside, she assured you that you weren't pathetic, and your feelings were completely valid. She understood you. She didn’t push you, and she didn’t get angry if you had to back out on dates because you couldn’t handle it. She quickly learnt what usually overwhelmed you or triggered a panic attack and made sure you avoided those situations or if you couldn’t avoid it, she’d be there by your side throughout all of it. She knew exactly how to help you when you had a panic attack and she was so loving and patient towards you, you were so eternally grateful for her. You don't know how you had managed to get this lucky, she was well and truly a miracle.

But of course, anxiety just couldn’t let you have good things without poisoning it. ‘She hates you’, ‘you’re literally so annoying’, ‘she doesn’t love you’, ‘she’ll leave eventually because everyone does’ - constant thoughts of self-hatred wormed its way into your mind, despite your best efforts of keeping them out. It got tiring, sometimes, trying to get better, because anxiety had to be one of the most persistent monsters on the planet. It never went away, no matter how hard you tried to make it go away. Your chest constantly felt tight, your hands constantly shook, you felt nauseous nearly all of the time and your mind was on constant overdrive: the thoughts never stopping. You just had to live with it.

Some days were worse than others. Today was a particularly bad day. You didn’t have any energy to get up, and had spent all day lying in bed, scrolling mindlessly on your phone. Nat and Steve had an important and quite dangerous mission coming up, so the redhead had been away all day preparing for it, which meant you were alone in your shared room. It was late evening now, and the room was starting to get dark, but you didn’t have the energy to get up and turn on the light. This morning, the thought of getting up and facing the day was so impossible you were nearly sick, so you just couldn’t do it. You couldn’t battle it today, you just couldn’t.

The sound of the bedroom door opening and footsteps walking in filled the room. The footsteps soon stopped in their tracks though, when they saw that it was nearly pitch-black inside and the light wasn't on. The only light was the screen of your phone, barely visible under all of the covers you had covered yourself with in a desperate attempt to shield yourself from the world. The light switched on then, the room filling with the glaring yellow of artificial light as you squinted your eyes, letting out a grunt of annoyance.

"Y/N?" Natasha's voice sounded cautious, as her footsteps slowly resumed, getting closer to the bed. "Are you okay, moya lyubov?" Her voice was soft as you felt the bed dip with her added weight. Her hand came up to gently remove the covers from your face so she could see you. All you do is shake your head the tiniest bit, such a small action that anyone else would’ve missed, but Natasha didn’t.

“What’s wrong? You can talk to me.”

You frown. That was a tough question. What was wrong? You didn’t know. Nothing bad had happened to you recently to make you feel like this. You didn’t have anything major happening this week that would’ve caused you to feel anxious. You simply woke up today with an insanely overwhelming feeling of anxiety. Worse than normal. There was no actual reason for it. There rarely ever was an actual reason.

Sitting up in the bed, Natasha moving back slightly to give you space, you start to play with the hem of your sweater. “I don’t know,” you mumble almost incoherently, your voice so small and fragile from not being used once today.

Natasha’s gaze softens as her hand reaches out to tentatively take yours. She gives your hand a squeeze. “I’m always here if you need to talk, you know that,”

You inhale, the familiar feeling of your chest tightening an unwelcome accompaniment. God, why were you feeling like this today? Nothing. Was. Wrong. “I don’t-“ Your throat feels tight. You swallow, the object in your throat not loosening, “I just- I need to be alone. Please.”

You never pushed Natasha away. Never. She was your rock, your medicine, your cure. The only thing that could make you feel better. But right now, you needed to be alone. So, it wasn’t surprising when confusion quickly followed by pain flashed across her features. She didn’t say anything, she just simply nodded. Natasha got off the bed, slowly making her way to the door. The soft clicking of the lock sounded as she left.

You couldn’t breathe. You rubbed your chest, but the tightness didn't ease. You clench your fists so tight you know crescent-shaped marks are engraved into your palms. 5 senses. 5 things you see. Hear. Feel. Taste. Touch.

You’re okay. Okay. You’re fine. Nothing’s wrong. You’re okay. You’re fine. Fine. You’re okay. You are okay. Nothing’s wrong.

Nothing.

Nothing.

Nothing.

You hold your head in your hands and cry.

You’d fallen asleep after. Your body and mind so tired you couldn’t stay conscious for another minute. You woke up feeling disorientated and groggy. The light was still on. Checking your phone, you realized it was well past 3am. You bite your lip before running your hand over your face. Chancing a glance at the other side of the bed, it was to no surprise that it was empty.

You felt horrible to think that Natasha never went to bed because you wanted to be left alone. You’re a horrible person. Horrible. You needed to find her. Your body screams in protest as you get out of bed for the first time in ages.

You opened the door, not surprised to be greeted with darkness as the team had clearly retired to bed hours ago. You make your way quietly through the Compound. You don’t know where Nat could possibly be. Unless she was rooming with Wanda tonight to give you space. Maybe she’d be better with Wanda anyway. At least Wanda wouldn’t have to cancel on dates because she couldn’t do it.

No. Don’t be stupid. Nat loves you; you know that.

You decide to check the kitchens first and are thankful that you don’t need to explore any further because there she is: sat at the kitchen island, a cup of coffee in front of her. She turns at the sound of your footsteps, and her eyes widen when she realizes it’s you.

Natasha is in front of you in an instant. She doesn’t touch you. She doesn’t say anything. You play with your fingers nervously. You look down at the ground as you attempt to gather your thoughts.

“I’m sorry,” you start, your voice shaky. Natasha interrupts you before you have a chance to continue by gently lifting your chin to get you to look at her.

"You have nothing to be sorry for," she says softly.

Frustrated tears spring to your eyes. Frustration at yourself and for feeling this way, for not knowing how to fix it, and pushing Natasha away too. God, you hated yourself sometimes.

"I do," you say, "I'm sorry for pushing you away, you didn't deserve that. I'm sorry for being like this for no reason because my life really isn't all that bad, you know? People have it worse and yet they aren't anxious messes all the time. You've had it worse, and you manage fine. I don't know why I'm like this and I hate it and I'm so-"

You cut off, unable to continue because the object in your throat has gotten bigger, preventing any words from getting out. You can't breathe again, and tears are streaming down your face. The next thing you feel is Natasha's arms wrapping around your body. You wrap your arms around her as tight as you possibly can while your head goes to rest in the crook of her neck and all you can do is just cry.

Cry because everything's been too much recently, too overwhelming, your mind has been a hellscape that you can never escape from, and it's just gotten too much to handle. So, you let it all out, you cry, and Natasha holds you through it all; her arm rubbing up and down your back, a steady rhythm to comfort you.

You don't know how much time has passed since you've stopped crying. Your throat is dry and sore, your cheeks are stained with tears and Natasha's shirt is wet from where you've cried. You pull away, hands reaching up to wipe away your tears, but Natasha gets there first. She dries your cheeks with her thumbs, her touch so gentle and tender as she cradles your face in her hands.

She kisses the tip of your nose and your nose scrunches in response.

"Don't ever say you're sorry for feeling the way you feel, okay?" She starts, her voice soft yet said with so much conviction you nearly start crying again, "Your feelings are completely valid, you are not a burden, or a mess, or anything else that your brain tries to convince you that you are, because none of it is true. You want to know the truth? All of us are messes, really, and it doesn't matter whether someone has it worse or not because we're all going through our own shit and battling something on our own and it is still completely valid even if you think your battles aren't valid. Some people are just good at hiding it. I am so sorry you have to battle this anxiety all of the time, and I know it must be exhausting, but you are the strongest person I know, okay? You will get through this, and you will get better. Whether it takes months or years, you will get better, and I will be right there by your side all throughout it. Some days will be worse than others, but I know you and I know that you can get through it, and you know you can go to me for anything. I love you so much, you know that right?"

Tears have sprung to your eyes again, but this time for an entirely different reason. Complete love and adoration for the redheaded woman that is currently cradling your face in her hands fills all of your senses. You nod, a smile making its way onto your face for the first time in a while.

"There's that smile I know and love," Nat says softly, returning your smile as she pulls you in for a hug again. Your smile widens as you lean back to kiss the love of your life.

You break apart to lean your forehead against hers, "I love you so much, you're the best girlfriend ever," you whisper against her lips.

"No, you're the best girlfriend ever, and I love you most."

It was 3am, you were standing in the Compound's kitchen wrapped in your lover's arms, but that was when you knew that every single word that came out of Nat's mouth was true. Even if you wake up tomorrow and have to battle your anxiety all over again, Natasha will be right by your side throughout it all. And you'll get better someday.

Maybe not today, but someday. And that was enough.

tags: @sheneonromanoff @olicity-boo @r4nd0mgir1 @tigerlillyruiz @dj-bynum3718

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#natasha romanoff x reader #black widow x reader #natasha romanoff #black widow #natasha fanfic #natasha romanoff fanfic #black widow x y/n #black widow imagine #black widow x you #natasha romanoff imagine #natasha romanoff angst #natasha romanoff fanfiction #natasha romanoff x female reader

[wizardfrog69]

hi there! Saw that your request are open again and thought I'd give them a try!

Sigma, of course Where reader has the ability to reincarnate herself after she dies *is killed in this case* but it causes amnesia until something from the previous life triggers memories. (A great time for sigmas ability, just saying) If you would, listen to this song and whatever inspiration strikes you from this. Could be a story written exactly as the song plays out or a more loose interpretation. Qing Hua Ci - Jay Chou https://youtu.be/Z8Mqw0b9ADs

Dont feel rushed or obligated and have fun with it! :D

So fun fact about me, I actually don't speak Chinese (assuming it is Chinese cuz Google translate says it is) but luckily I have a friend who speaks Chinese whom I'm gonna force ask nicely to translate the song :) the song sounds really nice tho!

My friend did not want to translate the song and Google translate is talking about embryos.

The name (after being translated to Polish so probably incorrect) sounds very pretty (it translated the name to blue-white porcelain and in English it's just blue white which is confusing at this point)

Two people and two apps later and I'm only more confused with what the lyrics are supposed to be

So idk how the ability is supposed to work so I'm gonna make something up

'•.¸♡ amnesia ♡¸.•'

Sigma x gn!reader

Fluff

Enjoy!

You woke up in a bed, you had no idea who you were or what you were doing. There was a man with an interesting choice of hair colour and style sleeping in a chair by your side. You didn't know who this stranger was or what he was doing, you didn't seem to be in a hospital and he wasn't wearing doctor wear so he probably wasn't a doctor but then who was he?

It was night time but you weren't tired, you stood up to look around the place hoping you will see something or someone who can explain who you are or where you were. You were dressed in sleeping garments, were you just sleeping and the person was looking over you?

You walked around a bit until you heard a silent gasp coming from the room you awoke in. They must have awoken and realised you were gone. You walked over to the room to find the guy frantically looking for something or someone. 'You're awake! Oh I'm so happy you finally woke up! I've missed you.' He spoke as he ran up to give you a bug hug.

'Who are you?'

Those words seem to shatter the man's heart, but who was he? Luckily he didn't keep his identity a secret. With a sniff he said 'I'm Sigam, your fiancé, and you're y/n l/n, the love of my life.' He said with a smile, that did explain why he was sitting in the chair. 'You have an ability which will reincarnate you after you die but you get amnesia, your memories can be restored if someone triggers a memory. I have give people information with my ability but the person will faint. Do you want your memories restored?'

He explained further while bringing you to the bed once more. 'Were my memories any good to remember?' Sigma was a bit taken aback by your question. 'Everyone has good and bad memories.' His voice was so soft and sweet no wonder you were to be married. 'Alright, I want my memories back, what do you have to do?' You wanted to see what your life with hum was like and what it would lead to. 'Just lie down on the bed.' You did as told and felt his hand on yours before everything around you turned black once again.

You woke up the next morning, the same situation but this time you knew who you were and who Sigma was. With a smile on your face you woke Sigma up with a small kiss to let him know your memories were back

༺♡༻ 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 ⋆ 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 ༺♡༻

The song was very lovely (I listened to in on repeat while writing this).

I want to learn mandarin Chinese (along with other languages) and I even have a very useless ig guide to mandarin Chinese or something which I haven't looked at yet but maybe in a couple of years time I'll learn it.

Have a lovely day/night!

-with love, Az

#bsd #bsd x reader #bsd sigma #sigma x reader #sigma #bungo stray dogs #sigma x you #sigma bsd #bungo stray dogs sigma #bungou stray dogs sigma

[briefcasejuice]

I recently saw someone say that Matt 'pretending' to be blind was unethical and while I dont agree with that, (I think it's a necessary part of staying safe as a powered individual in marvels universe, regardless of if youre using those lies to cover up being a vigilante) it got the gears going. Matt often does things he has no need to do, like: When Matt pats an area to 'find' something, bumps into something intentionally, or purposefully ignores things being handed to him. He uses these to help keep his other senses a secret. Makes you wonder how ethical it is to push a false image of yourself, no matter your reason for doing it.

Wanted to hear your thoughts: Is it okay to continuously lie to protect your image?

->[EC]

i know this isn't what you were perhaps implying but just to be clear, matt is not pretending to be blind to any extent. he still needs his cane, he still wears his glasses because his eyes don't work and that can make sighted people uncomfortable, he still needs to use braille and screen reader applications; he can't see. even with his powers quite possibly the only two reasons he's able to do what he does is because he's smart enough (smart as fuck, honestly) to fashion sensory information he receives into a mental map and because stick found him and taught him how to navigate the world as a blind person.

there are definitely more examples but this is something frequently made explicitly clear in daredevil runs, especially the more recent ones. he isn't pretending to do anything, to some extent he'll do okay without certain aids but he is still blind.

a lot of the things you've listed aren't things he does just to keep his identity secret, he genuinely needs to do so because his radar sense or mental map isn't perfect. having hyper sensitive hearing is just as much of a disability as his blindness in a lot of moments (like he'll get distance, weight, shape etc. wrong very frequently) and he does use bumping into things to orient himself and his surroundings. not to mention other habits like running his hands over walls and furniture or creating a small sound to understand his surroundings.

matt does not use his habits as a blind person to keep his secret identity. sure they work but a lot of smaller things a sighted person wouldn't notice because they're used to such habits. after regaining his secret identity in soule's run, his experiences with once again living a life where he is superpowerless to everyone in his life is very well taken account for. the only habit i remember being dramatised or 'acted' was acting unaware about his surroundings when he did indeed know what was going on (knowing what other people were doing in a room, knowing when someone was coming etc.). there were other times when his blindness was indeed an explicit disability - he fails to disarm a bomb at one point and has to ask someone about a signal blindspot is trying to send him because he can't see what is on a phone screen.

so no, to some extent the blindness of matt murdock is not faked or false for the upkeep of his secret identity so at no point can it be seen as unethical.

and to answer the question 'is it okay to continuously lie to protect your image?' matt doesn't lie about his secret identity for his own benefit. sure, it comes in handy in strange ways but he does it to keep his loved ones safe. apart from the more career and life ending threats - losing his ability to practice law, villains coming after him - waid's run is excellent about portraying the weird inconveniences of having a public identity and his loved ones being extremely vulnerable is the top storyline and matt's main worry in waid's second run.

i've just realized i've been talking about comic!matt this entire time but essentially the same goes for live action!matt. something i will never forgive marvel's daredevil for is that flashback conversation matt has with karen. matt just seems so unlike himself (i used to excuse it as it being because it's a flashback but it takes place before the defenders and matt is nothing like that at the end of s2 and the same for the beginning of the defenders) in the first part of the conversation and don't even get me started on the fact that he just up and says everything's an act. it shits on everything the past 2 seasons had established about his blindness and how it relates to his powers. my answer to your question is also doubled down for this iteration of matt, even moreso since live action!matt is a lot more protective and careful with his secret identity.

again, my apologies if you genuinely didn't mean to undermine matt's disability, his blindness but it is such a problem in this fandom right above hating matt for the way he responds to situations due to trauma.

#hopefully this doesn't sound passive aggressive but im was so annoyed when i originally read this #how can u either watch an entire show where someone is blind #dismiss the fact that they're blind just to complain about the fact that they're blind #unheard of #thanks for this ask anon im sorry if i didn't answer this generally enough but literally all that's ever in my head is matt so #gabs' asks #id in alt text

[pop-punklouis]

ok here we go. some of my 5 star books from the last year or two 🫶🏽

A PLACE FOR US; fatima farheen mirza || contemporary literary fiction. exploration of family dynamics and faith. cannot recommend it enough if u enjoy either of those things in media. it’s one of my favorite books of all time but i do feel a responsibility to say only read it when u have time to sit and cope with it for a while. it WILL leave u a husk of a person! (if u read this and dislike it, you Must lie to me)

TRANSCENDENT KINGDOM; yaa gyasi || contemporary literary fiction. mommy AND daddy issues, dead sibling, arduous relationship with faith, a fair dose of the immigrant experience. not as taxing as the previous rec but definitely still an emotionally heavy read. i need to read it again soon actually i think it’s so stunningly written

BURNT SUGAR; avni doshi || contemporary literary fiction. what can i say about this book. what emotion didnt it make me feel. just the epigraph alone was enough to make me want to drown myself in a vat of acid. the cyclical relationship between mothers and daughters is so fucking sickening and the way it's depicted in this book... my god. i was so miserable reading it and i wouldn’t recommend it anyone who has mommy issues and hasn’t learned how to deal with them. if you dont have mommy issues... you might have them after reading this book who knows. but it’s still 10/10 from me

NINTH HOUSE; leigh bardugo || dark academia, fantasy. loser girl of all time who can see the dead is put in charge of keeping secret societies at yale university in check. a random girl gets murdered and all signs point to one of the societies being responsible. book 3 isnt out yet but it’s sooo yummy u will adore alex she’s my best friend (also has a sexy generationally wealthy white boy. i want to eat him)

THESE VIOLENT DELIGHTS; micah nemerever || dark academia, thriller. definitely one of the crazier books i’ve ever read. batshit insane. two boys develop a delicious friendship that devolves into the worst kind of codependency and results in them murdering someone to make sure they can’t ever replace each other in their lives. gay people can do anything except be normal.

GIOVANNI’S ROOM; james baldwin || classic literary fiction. i don’t think i need to say anything about this. it’s about realizing you don’t know u have a home until you leave it and once you’ve left you can’t ever go home. it’s about isolation—self-inflicted and otherwise. it’s just… everything. everyone should read it. everyone!

HAPPY PLACE; emily henry || contemporary romance. exes who pretend to still be together at their friend group’s annual vacation. i’m not typically a romance novel girl and not everything i’ve read of henry’s has done it for me but this one… i was giggling and twirling my hair. getting flustered and having to take a moment to collect myself. it’s so so good. i do believe it’s miss henry’s best work

THE ROUGHEST DRAFT; austin siegemund-broka & emily wibberley || contemporary romance. cowritten by a married couple about a cowriting duo that hasn’t written together in years. they haven’t spoken since but they’re contractually obligated to put out one more book together. didn’t make me giggle like happy place but i really enjoyed it

seed i love you so very much HELLO!!!! thank you. I've already written all of these down. i cannot wait to dive into their pages.

#book recs

[theslay3d]

Betrayal trope with Percy Jackson x reader where they are secretly Gaea’s child but they’re being forced to work with her so Percy saves them

Percy Jackson x Child of Gaea!reader

Gender:Gender neutral

Warnings: i honestly dont know how to give warning for what's in here but Gaea is mean

Word count:1,374

A/N omg this is the longest one i ever wroteee dying but anyway hope you enjoy. Trying to get through requests super fast yet i think one or two got deleted or something? i cant find them anymore

You were on the Argo ll. Not that you wanted to be on there but you had a quest. You've been doing quests since Percy Jackson got his first one and eventually you started dating. You, Percy, and Annabeth were the closest of friends despite  you not telling them the biggest secret ever. Which was that Gaea was your mom. 

You honestly didn't know for the first few years you just thought maybe a nature goddess like Demeter was your mother. You started to think maybe it wasn't her since she never claimed you after Percy made the Olypmians promise to claim all their children. 

That's when you started to research more nature deities as you knew you had some type of nature powers. When you stumbled upon Gaea's information is when you thought it might be her but you could never really confirm that. Until Jason, Leo, and Piper showed up. 

You ended up going on the quest with them which led to dreams from your mother telling you she could help you with your powers if you gave her information about the whole quest. You denied at first saying you would never betray your friends. Until she started to show you what would happen if you didn't give her information. 

She started sending dreams of everyone you love dying in front of you and blaming you for their death. You still didn’t join her until she showed you Percy's death. In the dream you ended up killing Percy because your powers were out of control. That night you agreed to give her information so she could train you.

You didn't give her all the information at first, just little stuff and some false information which she punished you hard for giving. While the whole dreams were going on in your sleep you still were trying to search for Percy. Everyone knew he had to be at the roman camp but no one knew where it was. Which led to you not getting enough sleep because one he was missing and two when you went to sleep Gaea was always there. 

It was like that for many months until the ship Leo was building was finished. Which meant you could finally go get Percy.

As you, Annabeth, Jason, Leo, Piper and of course coach Hedge got onto the ship is when reality finally hit you. You were lying to your friends and when you finally made it to Percy you would have to lie to him too. Maybe you could tell him? You snapped yourself out of those thoughts there's no point in wondering what ifs. After Luke you weren't sure how he would react if you told him or if he found out on his own.  

After hours you finally got to New Rome and dealt with the whole statue god thing. You made it down the ladder and were faced with the girl Jason told you was Reyna. 

You all stared for a minute or two until you saw Percy a little bit behind her. You quickly made your way through the crowd and ran to him. He met you halfway and you both hugged each other tightly. He kissed your forehead while whispering about how much he missed you. Annabeth caught up and hugged him too after you let go then judo flipped him. You laughed at them both and quickly went into a group hug.

***Time Skip***

After the whole Leo attacking New Rome and everything else you and Percy finally got a moment alone in your room. You both sat in silence just enjoying each other's presence until Percy asked. “Did your godly parent ever claim you?” 

Your eyes darted to him and then darted away to somewhere random in the room “o-oh nope not yet”. He could tell you weren't telling him something but brushed it off thinking you were just upset about it. He smiled sadly at you and brought you into a hug “I'm sorry”. 

“Its alright Percy not your fault”

That night you had another dream where Gaea reminded you not to tell anyone so that she could still get information. She also showed you Percy's death again which ended up with you gasping for breath after waking up. 

You left your room on the Argo ll to go and get some fresh air. There were tear streaks down your cheeks as you made it to the edge of the boat and just leaned there looking at the view. You jumped as you felt hands on your waist but relaxed when you realized it was Percy. 

Percy heard your door open and got up to go and check on which is why he was out here with you. He noticed the tears on your cheeks and spun you around to look at him. 

“What's wrong?” he asked with furrowed brows. You sighed and closed your eyes. You didn't want to lie again but it seemed that's the only option. “Nothing Percy just tired” 

“Don't lie to me you've been acting weird this whole time. What's wrong?” 

“I-i can't tell you Perce i’m sorry” A few tears leaked out from your eyes as you said it. He sighed looking down at you and started to pull you to his room. “Where are we going?” You questioned as he dragged you, wiping a few tears away.

He didn't say anything until you got to his room. “Can you tell me here?” 

“Percy, I really can’t ok? Please believe me when i say that”

“What's this even about Y/N? Your godly parent, the quest, or something else?” 

You stayed silent at that which led percy to believe it was either your godly parent, the quest, or maybe both. 

“Who's your godly parent Y/N” He chose the first option to ask. “You know i don't know Percy” 

“I think you do know or at least think you know so who is it?” 

You whispered the name so lightly that Percy couldn't hear it until you cleared your throat and said it louder “Gaea” 

His eyes widened at that. “You're sure? Like 100%?”

“Yes she's been sending me dreams im sorry Percy i really am” 

“Hey hey hey its ok its ok its not your fault” He brought his hands up to your face to hold it in between his hands. 

He tried to make a joke to maybe cheer you up by saying “It's not like you're helping her or anything” His smile dropped at your silence after he said it. 

“Right? You're not helping her are you?” 

“Im sorry im sorry” You sobbed out and slowly fell to the ground Percy came down with you still holding your face. “Oh gods Y/N why?” 

“S-she showed me everyone's death if i didn't help her she said i would kill you with my powers if i didn't let her train me in exchange for information” You were crying as you said that but continued “I tried Percy i tried to not give in i really did i knew everyone would hate me but she ke-kept showing back up” 

He shushed you trying to calm you down as your breathing was getting faster with each word. “It's ok we'll figure it out we will” He kissed the top of your head as he said it. 

“Everything will be alright” He reassured you. You calmed down a little bit thankful he didn't hate you yet. 

“She's there in your dreams right?” 

“Yes” you shook your head as you said it. “Maybe you can stay here if its in dreams maybe i can wake you up before it happens” 

You smiled softly at him, glad that he was still here and wanted to help. “I'm not sure it will be enough Percy i have to give her some information or she'll hurt me i dont really want to work for her believe me” 

“I do believe you Y/N and i want to help you” 

“Thank you Percy” 

That night Gaea wasn't in your dreams. Even though she knew she needed the information you could give she also knew now that Percy was there you werent gonna give in so easily. Which meant the end of you helping Gaea. 

#percy jackson fanfiction #percy jackson x you #percy jackson x reader #percy jackson #percy jackson angst #heros of olympus x reader #annabeth chase #im in love with percy #mark of athena

[me0w-w0lf]

Mastermind Gonta x Reader

Tw: guns

“ Is something wrong S/O,” said Gonta.

You thought for a minute if you should tell him. You didn’t want to worry him.

“ You can tell me S/O, Gonta is here for you,” he said as he put his arm on your shoulder.

“ I’m worried about this case. I know that Shuichi said that he will find the mastermind but what if he doesn’t and we all die.”

Gonta pulled you into a hug and made sure that his strength wouldn’t hurt you.

“ It will be fine and we will find the mastermind and end this game,” he said.

We all entered the trial room cause Shuichi wants a retrial.

“Um if I can ask what trial did you want to do,” you asked.

“The first trial, I think Monokuma lied to us on how it turned out,” he said in confidence.

“Him what I lied to you all. That’s impossible.”

“ I have the evidence that proves your wrong.”

He took a moment and then had a look of determination on his face.

“I think the mastermind killed Rantaro.”

“ THEN-WHY-ISNT-THE-MASTERMIND-IN-ANY-OF-THE-PICTURES,” said monodam.

“Yeah why isn’t the mastermind in any of the pictures,” said Himiko.

“Maybe they knew about the time intervals,” you said.

“But then how would they know when to strike at the right time,” said Keebo.

“With the little monocams that fly around, but now we have to go through everyone’s alibis,” said Shuichi.

“I was in the AV room,” said Himiko.

“I was in the dining room,” you said.

“I was in my room,” said keedo.

“ Gonta was also in dining room, but Gonta did leave to use restroom,” said Gonta.

“ There. There was a secret door in the boys bathroom near the dining room, and you felt when rantaro was killed.”

“Wha but Gonta swears that Gonta only went to restroom, Gonta did not know about secret door,” said Gonta in a worried tone.

“ Gonta would never kill anyone, we are all friends,” you yelled.

You look at Gonta and saw how worried he looked and start to doubt your words but you still believe in him and that he would never kill.

“Then prove that you aren’t the mastermind Gonta.”

He started to shake and panic but then he looked away for a moment.

“Gonta say something to prove to them that they are wrong,” you panicked.

“ Hahahah well guess you caught me Shuichi, guess that’s why they call you the ultimate detective,” said Gonta in actual correct English.

“Wha what’s going on you can talk correctly Gonta,” you said in shock.

“Well yeah, the whole talking in the third person was an act,” said Gonta.

“Were you lying to everyone, even me,” you said almost to tears.

“Well, there was one thing that I didn't lie to you about S/O. I still love you,” he said in a loving tone.

“ So I was right you are the mastermind Gonta,” Shuichi said with anger.

“Well yeah, I made this killing game and made your characters.”

“ Characters. What do you mean by that,” you worried?

“ Your whole personality is made up and you all wanted to be here i just had to change some things about you all.”

It felt like your whole world was a lie. Everything that made you was a lie. Thats when you felt your hands cuffed to your stand.

“Wait stop what are you doing,” yelled Himiko.

“What's the meaning of this,” said Keebo.

“ Yeah what are you doing Gonta,” said Shuichi

“ I’m getting tired of this killing game and want to do something new but i need to kill you all but not my sweet S/O.” Thats when Gonta pulled out a gun and pointed it at Himiko.

Himiko started crying loudly and begging him not to shot her. Then BANG. Blood splattered everywhere. Then Keebo then Shuichi.

You started crying seeing your friends killed in front of you.

“Dont worry my sweet S/O I’m still here and you will be mine forever,” Gonta came over to you and put his hand on your shoulder.

You felt lifeless after losing everyone.

“ Its alright you will be safe with me.”

#fandom #fanfic #x reader #danganronpa #danganronpa v3 killing harmony #danganronpa gonta #drv3 gonta #gonta gokuhara

[welcometoelliotstable]

What exactly does it mean?

Florida x Louisiana

“Hey, Loui?” Florida mumbled. He was laying on the floor in Louisiana’s room, about to go to sleep, when something had crossed his mind.

“What’s up, sha?” His best friend responded.

“Exactly that. What does ‘sha’ mean?” He asks.

“Oh uh.. Mais, it’s nothin, Flo. Dont worry ‘bout it” Louisiana shakily responded, feeling his cheeks heat up at the question.

“Oh, okay.” Florida responded, too tired to pry at the moment, but he was going to keep asking later. The sunshine state quickly drifted off to sleep, leaving Louisiana wide awake and nervous.

He couldn’t help but wonder what would happen if Florida, his best friend, his crush, found out what he had been calling him this whole time. He didn’t want to think about it. Before, calling Florida “sha” was kind of his little secret, a fantasy he kept up every time he said the word. But now, if Florida found out, it wouldn’t exactly be a secret anymore.

He turned over in his bed to face his best friend, quietly admiring him. Quietly wishing he could be sleeping next to him, or holding his hand, or playing with his hair. Louisiana wished, more than anything, that maybe Florida loved him too.

But he knew it was impossible.

-The Next Day-

“Shut the hell up, California!” Texas’ shouting broke Loui out of his head. “Oh what do you know! You don’t have any beaches!” California snapped back.

“Not gonna lie… I wish we did..” Texas- no- Austin said, shakily removing Texas’ hat. “Aw, Austin! You can come visit one of my beaches whenever you want!”

“Really!?” Austin exclaimed, a huge smile spread across his face.

“Of course!” California replied with an affectionate look.

Texas put his hat back on and snapped, “No! We do not need to see any of your stupid beaches, nation-state!”

“Ugh, I wasn’t inviting you anyways!”

Louisiana blocked out their bickering for the rest of the meeting, just wanting to get away from the Table so he could go get another daiquiri.

He sat there, fiddling with his beads, not even realizing who he was staring at until he looked back at him. “Hey, Louisiana.. are you okay?” Florida asked him. “Oh uh yeah, don’ worry about it, s-“ Loui stopped himself before he could finish saying the word. He didn’t want to remind Florida to ask.

However, Florida seemed to remember anyways.

After the meeting was over, Florida asked Louisiana if he could stay after everyone left because he wanted to ask him something.

“o’ course sha.” Loui responded. What’s the point in not saying it if Florida already remembered to ask?

After everyone else left, and a lot of convincing DC that they would lock up for him, and that no it wasn’t a prank, Florida spoke up.

“So, Loui, I actually have a question and I’ve been thinking about it and I’m so so so curious!” Florida said with an exited tone in his voice. The tone that usually Loui so loved hearing.

“Alright, shoot” Louisiana said, already expecting the question, and formulating fake answers.

“What exactly does ‘sha’ mean? And why have I never heard you say it to other states? Only me?” The sunshine state asked.

“Mais, sha, it’s just Cajun slang” Louisiana told him. It wasn’t technically a lie.

“Yeah I know but for what?” Florida pried further.

Loui let out a nervous chuckle, “Don’t worry about it, it’s nothin’ bad” He said, standing up and heading towards the door. “Anyway I gotta go, my daiquiri’s almost empty.” And he ran out the door.

Read the rest on AO3:

What exactly does it mean? (790 words) by Gays_amiright Chapters: 1/2 Fandom: Welcome To The Table - Ben Brainard (Web Series), Welcome To The Statehouse (Web Series) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Florida/Louisiana (Welcome To The Table) Characters: Louisiana (Welcome To The Table), Florida (Welcome To The Table), Texas (Welcome To The Table), Austin (Welcome To The Table), California (Welcome To The Table) Additional Tags: Fluff, Not Actually Unrequited Love, She/he/they pronouns for california Series: Part 2 of Welcome To The Table oneshots Summary: Florida asks Louisiana what “sha” means, and when Loui won’t tell him, he finds out for himself.

#welcome to the table #wttt louisiana #wttt florida #wttt fanfic #wttt shipping

[nightmares-dw]

I said i will finish it, and i did

Little bird, by the weepies

~sometimes it hard to say

even one thing true~

Bumblebee was in the Officers meeting, discussing what they should do. "Bumblebee you have kept this secret for long enough" the autobot leader said.

~when all eyes have turned aside, they used to talk to you~

The CMO shook his head. "Even though your right Optimus, im worried about how the anothers would react. Some autobots would try to harm him, i wont let that happen" an image of cliffjumper flashing through the medics mind. Optimus though for a second. "Your right ratchet but, sooner or later they will find out" Optimus turned to bumblebee. " Well its your choice bumblebee"

~and poeple on the streets seem to disapprove

So you keep moving away~

Bumblebee didn't know what to do. He was an Autobot seeker in disguise, and needed to tell his team. Since the rest of the seekers didn't seem to attack him, he would need to tell the reason why.

~And forgot what you wanted to say~

But he didnt know how, his secret was slowly coming out. If he doesn't tell the rest soon. He would be seen as an traitor, if he would'nt be if he just told them.

"I- i dont know Optimus i think i just need to go for a ride" jazz looked at him smiling. "Thats alright 'lil bee!" Optimus nodded. "As jazz already said thats alright, i know this is stressing and you need some time off" bumblebee nodded and exited the meeting room. And walked outside.

~little bird

Little bird

Brush your gray wings on my head~

Bumblebee Transformed into his seeker mode and stored off into the sky. And smiled as a black jet appeared next to him. "Inquiry: what took you so long?" The decepticon TIC said using his normal voice.

~say what you said

Say it again~

"Officers meeting, over.. you know" soundwave nodded in understanding. The minibot has kept his secret for years now. But they both knew it would'nt take long until everyone would know.

~they tell me im crazy~

"They probably think im crazy.." bumblebee whispered as he and soundwave hovered in the sky.

~but you told me

Im golden~

"Statement: the autobots would'nt

Autobots: understand. even If Autobots are to think you are. Soundwave: knows your golden"

~sometimes its hard to tell the truth from a lie

Nobody knows whats in the hold of your mind~

bumblebee was back from his little outing and back to the ark, and he entered the ark. and found cliffjumper standing againts a wall. "There you are, where were you?" The red minicon asked. "Out Scouting" bumblebee answered. Cliffjumper eyed him suspiciously. "Alright then, we have cleaning duty"

~ we are all buildings and poeple inside

Never know who walks through the door~

The autobots were out battling the decepticons. Bumblebee was shooting with his energon blasters at a few decepticons. hiting most of them. The minibot fired at a decepticon who was about to jump on to cliffjumper. The red minibot growled. "I could get him myshelf you know!" Bumblebee huffed. "Yeah yeah". Bumblebees mind went back to the fight as he saw two seekers approaching. His eyes widened at the sight.

~is it someone that you've met before?~

"So your still alive huh?" One of the two seekers growled as bumblebee froze. "Should have known your a traitor" the seeker huffed. "I never was solarstorm, you know as much as i do that it was needed for me to run away from you and Sunbeam" the minibot finally spoke. The blue seeker now known as solarstorm spoke. "You left us to the mercy of Megatron!" Then bumblebee lost his cool. "BECAUSE YOU WOULD'NT FRAGGING LISTEN TO ME WHEN I TOLD YOU TO FLEE" only then the yellow seeker finally showed his true form.

~little bird, little bird~

Before the seekers stood bumblebee, the real bumblebee. His gray and golden wings standing high. Good for bumblebee was that no one was watching him at that moment.

~brush your gray wings on my head~

Sunbeam finally decided to step in as he spoke to solarstorm. "Solar i think you really shouldn't-" he wanted to continue but got cut off by his trine mate. "No stop. Bumblebee left us there" "no he didnt" bumblebee now looked confused at his former trine mate.

~say what you said

say it again~

"He wanted us to come with him, but we didn't listen and fell right into the trap" solarstorm was at a loss of words. "But we're free now Arent we? We can finally be all together" sunbeam walked over to bumblebee and stuck his hand out for Solarstorm.

~they tell me im crazy~

"no... NO.. Sunbeam i trusted you to be better then this, I THOUGHT YOU WERE WITH ME" then solarstorm fired up his canons at the another two seekers and shot. Sunbeam just stood there, confused and lost. Bumblebee quickly reached and pushed Sunbeam out of fire as the two landed on the ground.

~but you told me im golden~

Bumblebee got off of Sunbeam and fired up his canons. "Solarstorm, why? I get your mad at me and probably hate me. But i truly hoped this would'nt have to happen, you changed, but not.. not in a good way" bumblebee held in a sob, after all the three of them have been through together, this really was gonna to end it all? "Well what are you waiting for? Shoot, i dare you" solarstorm hissed. "Heh, you should know i wont, but i will do this" bumblebee shot at his arm Cannon. Solarstorm let out an sound of suprise as the Cannon was shot from his arm.

~i know what i know~

"heh not that innocent are we bee?" Solarstorm said pushing away his feeling of shock. Sunbeam was up at his pedes again and looking suprised at the two seekers. "I have been fighting a war for most of my existence, you would'nt think that would have affected me in a way? The same way it changed you?"

~a wind in the trees and a road~

Solarstorm looked at bumblebee with a look that could kill and transformed, diving into bumblebee. The yellow seeker hit a large rock and groaned in pain. Solarstorm was standing in front of him. His blue armor shining in the sun. Until an golden blurr tackled him. The anothers finnaly took a notice of the three seekers.

~that goes winding 'onder~

Sunbeam helped bumblebee up and fired up his Cannon, waiting for Solarstorm to strike again. Then he'll shoot, he knew the solarstorm he knew and loved was gone, what was the point of not attacking him back anyways?

~from here i see rain i hear thunder~

the sun formed into dark clouds. a slash of thunder in the background. everyone around them had stopped battling each another. watching the three seekers. while it rained and stormed heavily on the battlefield.

~somewhere theres sun, and you dont need a reason~

solarstorm looked shocked at his 2 trine mates. sunbeam had attacked him. after bumblebee's traitory sunbeam was the only one he had left. until he crushed everything infront of him. "i trusted you sunbeam, i guess you leave me no another choice" the sound of a gun firing up wasnt heard among all the rain and thunder. and then a shot.

~sometimes its hard to find a way to keep on~

bumblebee's optics were widened. solarstorms gun smoking. and sunbeam was shaking and panting. until falling down on his knees. bumblebee ran forwards to where sunbeam was. solarstorm has shot through his spark. nothing anyone could do could save him. "sunbeam!" bumblebee's optics started to water. "b-bumble, im sorry, s-sorry for not l-listening, i-f i did none of this w-would have happenned" sunbeam managed to say through his panting filled with pain. bumblebee calmed down a bit, those were his trinemate's last moments, using his precious time to panic wasnt right.

~quiet weekends, holidays, you come undone~

"its alright sunny, none of these things have ever been your fault, and never will be, just rest now, its all alright" bumblebee said comfortably, carrasing sunbeams head as his spark slowly died down. bumblebee heard a jet engine, he knew who is was, no need to look. As a black jet transforming into soundwave.

-open your windows and look upon~

Eventually sunbeams optics shut down and his whole body has gone limb, all his colors fading. He was gone. bumblebee realized, as he broke down in tears. Soundwave walked up to him. The TIC sat down besides bumblebee. While he silently cried.

~all the kinds of alive you can be~

Solarstorm has fled by now, him being to much of a coward to stay. The whole battlefield has gone silent, everyone focussing on the 3 fliers, one being offline. The rain and thunder still being there. Bumblebee let go of sunbeams body, there was nothing he could do for him. He was angry, angry at himself, and at solarstorm.

~be still, be light, believe me~

"What the frag was that all About?!" Megatron yelled, coming forwards out of the crowd. "And soundwave, what are you doing with that Autobot?!" The warlord qeustioned. Powering up his arm canon, Ready to shoot.

~little bird, little bird~

Soundwave stood up. soundwave: would like to tell you that this isnt your fight. Statement: mind your own bussiness" soundwave spoke. Megatron seemed even more furious, clearly not going to listen to soundwave. Bumblebee shot at him, not killing him, but just so he will fuck off. Thats what happens when your not focusing on the enemy. Soundwave thought.

~brush your grey wings on my head~

"Bumblebee, what just happened" Ratchet, the Autobot CMO walked up to him, while the rest of the autobots were standing further away while all the decepticons, minus soundwave left. Bumblebee looked at sunbeams body, and sighned sadly. "My old trine, they.. once we got ambushed by the decepticons during the beginning of the war and all.. i told them we needed to flee. Solarstorm wouldnt listen to me, and sunbeam always stood by solarstorm, so i left them like a coward, and because of that this all happened" bumblebee let out a sop and tears started to form in the corners of his optics.

~say what you said, say it again~

Ratchet stayed silent for a bit, bumblebee had never told him this secret. Ratchet was the one that had helped bumblebee after escaping the attack of vos and transformed him into a grounder, well more like triple changer. Yet he had never heard this story.

~they tell me im crazy~

"Lets go, both of you" Ratchet said as he transformed and sped off. Sunbeams body had rusted by now, the only thing left of him a small pile of dust. Bumblebee and soundwave went after Ratchet. Soundwave was a bit reculant about it, but if bumblebee trusted it so did he.

~but you told me, im golden~

They stopped at the Autobot base and Ratchet led them into the medical bay. "Ratchet what are we doing here?" Bumblebee asked. Soundwave has been on gaurd the entire time. Staying as close to bumblebee as possible. "I will hide you two here until everything has cleared off and you get to tell the story yourself, keeping it a secret is impossible now and just suddently having the decepticon TIC in our base isnt either. Well i expect soundwave to stay here after all" Ratchet explained.

~im golden~

Soundwave started thinking, the only reason he wanted to be here was bumblebee. But the decepticons have probably taken him as a traitor so he couldnt go back. He sighned. "Only for my golden little bird"

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