#if you don't think queen rocks i'm glad i don't know you

[etherealily]

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Nate Jacobs + Fem!reader. Warnings : Dark. SFW, but discretion advised. 🍃.

Part 1 : Whiplash

Part 2 : 9 Lives

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Tiny glimpse into his mind because why not?

Desc. : "His hand, so calloused from his pistol softly traces hearts on my face."

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It's not like Nate even knew you.

You just so happened to be the secret to his success, and maybe, perhaps his new obsession.

No biggie.

I mean, whole of the first week of spring break, he didn't text you, you didn't text him, and it was all great and normal.

Pissed him off to no end, because how the hell did you recover so quickly from having a fucking gun in your throat? But, hey, whatever. Maybe you were just that goddamn weird.

The second - and last - week of spring break was when shit got intense.

Because he thought about you.

He realized he hadn't even fucking seen you around town the entirety of it, and that might have freaked him out, just a little.

He worried, you see? Yes, only about his games, and his college apps, but now, all of them had been tied to you, with a pretty little bow around them.

So obviously, now he worried about you.

So, obviously, he needed to find out just where the hell your lucky ass had gone.

He narrowed it down to two options. Both perfectly reasonable, of course.

One, you just had tons of work and stayed indoors.

Two, you had been kidnapped and murdered by the opposing teams because they'd found out about your miracle-working.

See? Perfectly reasonable.

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It was a happy surprise to learn that you were basically closer to his house than you'd ever been before, after you'd taken up a job at the local supermarket.

Well, happy for him.

For you, it was more of a you-were-seriously-contemplating-suicide surprise.

"You listen to Elvis Presley?", he asked, dropping his purchase down on the counter. Your eyes never moved to it, and stayed on his.

That was one thing he noticed about you.

You were always observing, as if he were a rabid animal that would strike at any moment. As if he would reveal his sinister intentions to you within enough time for you to react.

"What?"

He nodded at the speakers on the wall around the establishment. "Those connected to your Spotify?"

You didn't want to answer unless you knew whether he was about to compliment or mock you.

"Sir, I think you should leave."

God fucking damn it. Why had he never thought about the fact that you wouldn't - (and couldn't)- call him a motherfucker at your workplace? His joy knew no bounds.

"That's so hot. Say it again."

You'd 100% expected that. It was clear on your face.

"There's other people behind you with more items to check out."

He swiveled his head around for a moment.

Old lady. Sometimes he wished he wasn't raised right.

He sighed, nodding. "I'm next up, though.", he warned sternly, pointing at you as he gestured for her to pass him by.

The old lady patted him on the shoulder and smiled, moving ahead with her purchase of an unholy amount of bread and cheese.

And what's worse?

She had coupons.

Way too many for Nate to stand smiling like a good boy behind her as she dug into her purse and fished out probably decades worth of them.

"Yes, dear, so just run all these."

"Uh, ma'am, I wish I could, but most of these are expired."

Thank god.

"Oh, well, you said most. Let's just sort through them and find the ones that aren't expired."

Would it be homicide to kill her? She didn't really have too long to live, anyway. He couldn't say he hadn't thought about it.

"Uh, okay, yeah, sure."

"This'll just take a minute, sweetie.", she whispered to Nate, pinching his cheek as if that would make time go by faster.

"How about I pay for you, ma'am? If that's alright?"

If he'd been allowed access to your mind, you'd never live it down, because you almost thanked him right then and there.

"Oh, there's no need for that, dear, I can-"

"No, please, I insist. It would be my pleasure."

"What a sweet boy."

Both her and Nate decided to ignore the derisive snort that came out of you as you swiped his card.

"Here you go, ma'am.", you smiled, placing the copious amounts of cheese into the bag, then stuffing the bread in, too. "Anything else?"

"Oh, no, that's it for me. God bless you, dear. Both of you."

Watching her walk out, he began to genuinely wonder if this absurd purchase was all part of some scheme some criminal had put up to steal without your knowledge.

"You hear that? We're blessed, you and me."

"Do you actually have anything to buy?"

"Of course I do. I'm not a creepy stalker.", he hissed, slamming his palm down in front of you. Slowly, he lifted it to reveal a stack of eleven condoms.

Oh, yeah, you were blessed with this fuckass' presence.

You sucked your teeth as your gaze traipsed from the condoms up to his eyes. One of them winked.

"Is that all?"

"Oh, come on, you're not even curious why I have them?"

"Probably for the dozens of bitches you're getting.", you scoffed, ringing it up. "$15.99."

"For eleven individual condoms?!"

You shrugged. "Inflation."

"Oh, they better inflate for the amount of money I'm spending."

He rolled his eyes, mumbling to himself as he pulled out the money from his wallet, instead of his card. "Fucking old lady with her bread and cheese."

"You maxed your card?"

"Yeah. Why do people buy so much shit they're barely ever going to use?"

"Like you with your condoms?"

Ah. Nate could've absolutely lost his shit laughing right there- you did care.

"I'm going to use it all. Trust me."

How many times was he going to use the phrase 'trust me' on you until he realized the meaning had eroded away into nothingness between you two? Probably a dozen more.

"Sure. Thanks for shopping with us. Have a great day."

He pouted, stuffing the packets into his pocket as he raised a brow. "You don't sound like you mean it."

"Nate-"

"And why are you even working here, anyway? Oh, shit, is it 'cause I cost you your internship with your perv boss?"

If he felt bad, the grin on his face wasn't really screaming guilt.

"No, fuckass, this is my friend's store, he just wanted someone to help him out for a couple hours."

"Whoa, wait, what happened to Sir? I liked that better."

That was a lie. He fucking loved it.

"Please, Nate. Stop."

"One condition."

There it was. It no longer seemed like he saw you as anything more than a boredom buster. Sudoku, or a crossword, basically. That was you to him.

"Answer one question, truthfully, and I'll leave this... otherwise empty store right after."

"I'm listening."

God, that's all he fucking wanted to hear, and it was oddly exciting. He could literally say anything, and you wouldn't block him out.

"What would you do if I told you that I have a body in my car right now?"

"What?"

"A body. A dead body. It's in my trunk. Right now. What would you say? What's your next move?"

It's like he expected you not to notice the fact that he was tracing shapes on your arm as he spoke.

"Cops."

At this point, even if he wasn't bluffing, you'd still have reacted so nonchalantly. Because it was all in all tiring to continue to play whatever twisted game he was playing.

"They're not an option. It's either silence or help me. Would you help me hide it?"

"Nate, did you kill someone?"

"No."

"Then why even ask?!"

"It's a hypothetical."

"No, probably not."

He tsked, looking away for a moment. "Wrong answer."

"Well, it's my answer."

He brought his fingers up to your face, and your slight flinch meant absolutely nothing to him. Imaginary hearts now plagued your skin. "Change it."

"My answer? No."

"Please."

"Nate, did you kill someone?", you asked once more, praying for an actual answer this time, be it in the negative or the positive.

He smirked.

"Thanks for the condoms.", he whispered, grinning as he gave your cheek a light pat - that was dangerously bordering on a slap.

Would your trunk be big enough to fit his body? You thought about it the rest of the day.

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His fingers rapped on his dashboard as he watched his phone, set down on speaker on the dashboard, too. Pick up, pick up, pick up.

"Hello?"

Yes. He'd never been this happy to hear someone's voice, and it kinda freaked him out. Okay, whatever. Not important.

"Y/N."

"Who is this?"

"The guy you broke all the rules with before spring break? Made out with on the bleachers?"

"You need to be more specific."

"You better be kidding."

"Of course I am." He had never felt more relieved to hear your stupid ass laugh. "What do you want? I'm not helping you hide a body."

He debated just asking you where you'd been all this time, why you hadn't shown up to a single party or hangout, but he decided he'd just outright ask the real question he needed answered.

"Which one's your window?"

A pause. "What?"

"The one with red or yellow curtains?"

"Nate."

"Red or yellow, babe?"

"Red." Good. You'd gotten so used to him that you didn't waste time pointing out the obvious by asking 'are you outside my house?!'.

"You sure it's not yellow?"

"That's my parents' room."

"Yellow looks more tempting.", he teased, as he shut the car door.

"I'm not messing around."

"Neither am I. Yellow it is."

"Nate!"

This was far too precious to him. You were actually worried. How cute.

The fact that he had to climb up wasn't really making him jump in joy, but he figured you'd enjoy that little touch of vintage chivalry.

Like fucking Rapunzel.

He tapped on your window once.

No answer. Don't fucking play around right now.

He knocked once more.

He was met with your extremely delightful glare as you slid your window up, watching him closely.

"Hey."

"Dude, you-"

"Shh, shh, shh. Let me in.", he mumbled, crouching to cram himself through, his hand still resting on the top of the pane.

"You're insane."

Immediately grabbing your face after he steadied himself, he hissed through gritted teeth, "Where the hell have you been?"

"What?"

"I didn't see you at all before today!"

"Yeah, we got a lot of work to do over spring break."

"This is why you don't take psychology, because you get stupid amounts of homework even during the holidays.", he muttered, as if he'd warned you about this eons ago.

"What do you want?"

"Party. You. Me. Now. Get dressed."

He almost punched you when you started laughing.

"You actually do have a sense of humour, Nate, good for you."

"I'm not kidding. Come on."

"No way in hell."

"You know what? No need to get dressed. You look great. Just come on. Live a little."

"You've already taken me to 'live a little' before, and I ended up shitfaced with a gun in my throat at school at 12:30 am."

Good. So you hadn't gotten over that. He didn't care if he was being sadistic - he was glad.

He sighed, flopping down onto your bed and ignoring the second glare to come from you that night. "This is so typically a teenage girl's bedroom."

He had no clue what he was saying, at this point. But he knew he was itching for a reaction, a reason for you to hit him again, so he could grab you and shut you up. He craved the conflict.

"Surprising, considering that's what I am."

"I mean, the band posters? Really?", he huffed, pointing around at your room as if he was giving you a tour of it.

"Have you even listened to Queen? Presley? Any of the oldies?"

The match was found. Time to light it.

"So the shitty music in the store was connected to your playlist.", he chuckled, shaking his head. "No wonder that old lady was so nice to you. She thought you were one of her Bingo buddies."

It was just a question of how long you could stand him sitting on your bed, disrespecting your music taste.

"If you're only here to invite me to a party, I'm sorry, I'm not coming."

"How would your family like me hanging out here?", he mused, tilting his head. You know, the one you'd probably love to bash into the pavement given a chance? That head.

You were so fucking hot when you were pissed, it was unbelievable to him. He could sense it, the anger.

The smell of your rage made him want to riot.

"You can't keep blackmailing me into doing what you want."

"Alright, fine."

Your uncomfortable frown made him snicker. "What's that look?"

"This is usually the part where you self-harm and tell me I'm being a bitch for not bending to your will."

"Tonight's different."

"Why?"

Because I'm going to unwrap every fucking secret of yours.

He shrugged, the corners of his lips curling downwards. "I don't want to."

"So, you'll leave?"

"I didn't say that.", he trailed off, watching you sit down on the chair across from your bed. "Let's just chill."

"Nate, when have you and I ever chilled?"

He licked his lips, narrowing his eyes at you, before giving you a sly smirk. His fingers emerged from his pocket as he pulled out a packet of pre-rolleds. "Right now."

"You're kidding."

"C'mon. Don't be a pussy."

"They'll smell it."

He lolled his head over to the door. "No, they won't. You're two floors up." He shifted to one side, patting the space next to him. "Come on, Y/N, don't end your badass streak so quickly."

His eyes followed you as you sat down gingerly, rubbing your forehead like he was causing you a genuine migraine. That's funny, she hasn't even seen me high, yet, (and she won't).

"Why do I let you do this?"

"Million dollar question if I ever heard one.", he scoffed, fumbling around his person for a lighter. He found it, placing the cigarette between his lips and lighting it, causing his next catastrophic words to come out a mumble. "But I'm glad you do."

He continued to watch your eyes change from frustration to mild fascination, to hesitation all in one second, as he puffed out through his teeth. "Fuck.", he groaned, handing it to you.

"I don't know about this."

"You think they'd like me?", he mused, looking at the door, and then back at you. "I'm known to make a good impression with parents."

"The no-blackmail thing didn't last long.", you huffed, taking it from him. Nate almost made out with you right then and there, the way your lips wrapped around it as if they were made only for him.

"Didn't want to break tradition.", he snorted as you coughed and sputtered, handing it back to him quickly.

"Gross."

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The last thing he'd expected from that evening was actually staying. He'd thought he'd get you stoned, you'd pass out, and he'd leave.

But here you were.

Next to him.

Freaking him the hell out.

He looked down at his watch. 2 AM. Fuck.

"I gotta go."

"You've been saying that for the past three hours."

Shut up. "Eh, well, it's not like my parents are worried."

"Why not?"

"They know I can handle myself."

"Right, because I'm such a threat."

"God, no. They'd love you." He shook his head subtly, grinning as you nudged his face playfully with your foot from across the bed. "You should come over, sometime."

"I'm not coming over, Nate."

The weed made sure you didn't push him away when he gently grabbed your leg. "Why not?"

"Because we're not friends. There's no reason for me to meet your parents."

"I just think it's right that you get to judge my room, too.", he muttered, lips on your ankle like it was his life support. "You know, justice or whatever."

"It's probably all monocoloured, plain, boring crap."

"Only one way to find out.", he teased.

He despised the silence that followed. High-you wasn't exactly chatty, it seemed.

"Tell me something about you."

"Like what?"

He shrugged. "Anything."

"This is my first time smoking weed."

"Not exactly a secret, sweetheart."

"You didn't ask for a secret."

"Now I am. Tell me a secret."

"I hate football."

You were more resilient than he thought, seeing as you'd smoked three cigarettes already, and the most you'd given him was your sports preferences.

But he'd take what he got.

"Because of me?"

"No, just generally."

"But you came to games.", he countered.

"Because of Maddy."

"You guys are close?"

You nodded, stirring slightly as you looked out your window. "Mhm."

"So she told you." Shit.

You tilted your head, sitting up as he gripped your calf, moving closer and placing kisses on your knee, too. "About?"

Well, if you didn't already know, no need to tell you.

"To come to the games."

"Oh. Yeah."

Nice save, Jacobs.

"I guess now I owe you a secret, huh?"

"I guess you do."

"You're not gonna like it.", he murmured, lazily tracing even more shapes on your knee, while his other hand had trailed up to your arm. "But I love your lips."

He smiled when the corners of your eyes crinkled up and you burst into a fit of giggles. "What?"

"It's true. They're perfect."

"God, I love weed."

You would, seeing as you smoked more of it than he did. Enough to kind of make him feel slightly guilty.

"It's not just the weed saying this.", he continued, shaking his head. "I'd fight wars for those lips. For you."

He shouldn't have liked the fading of your laugh so much, the slight trepidation brewing on your face, either, but for some reason, he did. "Nate, I'm not... I don't wanna-"

"Be fought for? Why not?"

He took the silence as a cue to brush his finger against your cupid's bow. "You don't think you deserve it?"

He watched your lips move under his finger as you shook your head, side to side. "Well, I do. And, guess what?"

"What?"

"I got another question for you."

Your frown was your response.

"Why didn't you push me away when I kissed you that night on the bleachers?" He knew the answer. Of course he did.

"I was drunk."

"Yeah, see, you weren't that drunk.", he taunted. But no, you were. He'd given you basically one and a half bottles. Just like tonight, taking barely ten puffs while you took thrice as much. You just hadn't noticed.

"I don't know, then."

"I just think that if you didn't push me away, it can't have been the terrible experience you made it out to be, in the car."

"What do you want to hear, Nate?"

"That you want to do it again. 'Cause you do. Don't you?"

"I don't."

"Yes, you do. If you could see your own eyes right now, you'd agree."

"Really?"

"Mhm."

He waited for a reaction, a scoff, an eye roll, anything, but you just looked back at him, and then down at the hand he was holding. Oh, it was the weed.

So he took matters into his own hands. No. He took you into his own hands, tracing the gap between your lips with his tongue before he pushed it in.

Your lips were war-worthy, just like before. But this time, something was different. This time, you kissed back.

There we go.

His hands ran over your back as though he were splaying a huge deck of cards across a table, and he came to the grave realization that maybe, just maybe, he was no longer doing this just for a reaction.

"Come here.", he murmured, making up for his lack of oxygen by trying to steal yours as he pulled you onto him. How Shane Crestin hadn't killed himself over the fact that he'd fumbled this bag, he'd never know. Loser.

His hands slipped under your shirt. Wrong move, seeing as you pulled away. "No."

Wasn't weed supposed to last longer?

"What?"

"I'm not... no."

"You seemed into it, like a moment ago. Face it : you want this. No amount of bullshit self-respect or whatever you wanna call it, is going to change that.", he responded, coolly, as he took a drag from the blunt, his lips immediately feeling the lack of yours.

"You're just trying to get back at Maddy."

God, he wished that were true. Would make much more sense.

He sighed, his forehead on yours. "I'm not, but you're not going to believe me.", he mumbled, watching you get off him and move back to the other side of the bed.

Oceans away. Too fucking far.

"I'm sorry." There was something he hadn't said in a while. "For, like, everything."

"Why am I so fucking important to you? If I just showed up to every game for you, would you leave me the fuck alone? No, you wouldn't, because you sought me out during spring break! Am I just an easy target?"

No. "I don't... I don't fucking know, okay? You just are."

"Is it 'cause you hate me?", you questioned, so quietly that he had to debate whether to get on his knees and beg for forgiveness or actually kill himself in guilt for eliciting it.

"What?"

"Do you hate me?"

"For what?" He had no fucking clue what this could be about. Every single thing he'd done so far indicated the opposite. But he didn't want to let himself go there.

"Being your good luck charm."

Oh. He had to think about that one. "No. It would be weird if it was someone else."

"I just mean... it must be frustrating, when you need someone, and they might not always be there."

"But you will, right? Be there?"

"You scare me, Nate."

He scoffed, slightly, rolling his eyes. "You're unbelievable. Why? Gimme one reason - a real one - why you're scared of me."

"You're violent."

Okay, he was hoping you'd give an invalid one.

"I like beating people up.", he shrugged. "But never for no reason."

"Not exactly a secret, sweetheart. And anyway, it's not only the beating up that you like."

"Hm?"

"You like getting beat up, too."

Remind him never to give you weed again.

"Why would I-"

"On some level, you feel like you deserve it.", you replied, shrugging as you took a long puff of the miracle weed that apparently made you unreasonably perceptive.

Okay, confirmed, not even the word weed would be mentioned around you anymore.

"You think I deserve it?"

"Mostly, yeah. But not... all the time."

"How do you know so much?", he asked, watching your fingers get lost in your hair. He couldn't afford eye contact.

"Psychology."

"See? You shouldn't have taken it. It's creepy."

You sighed, smiling as you looked up at the ceiling. "Sorry."

He did not expect you to back down, that was for sure.

"It's fine. Never giving you weed again, though."

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It actually took until the very last day of spring break for him to catch up with you again. Not like he was pissed that you pushed him away, or anything. Or that he was confused about the entire interaction in the bedroom of someone who, until three weeks ago, he wouldn't have been caught dead talking to. He was just busy. Sure. Let's go with that.

"Hey."

"Not now, Nate."

"What is your problem?" Wait, no. That kinda talk was why you were pissed at him. "Look, we should start over."

God, he sounded like a cunt. This was definitely something that pathetic Shane Crestin would say. Ew.

"Okay. Can you start by going over there?", you asked, restocking the shelves with whatever bullshit condiment you had to.

"I'm an ass. I'm a jerk, I'm- I'm a dick."

You were silent for a moment, before you added: "A small one, too."

He sighed, beaming with relief. "A small one, too.", he agreed, nodding. "I'm just here to ask you over to dinner. My house. I'll even cook."

Dude, if you didn't agree, he'd actually fucking kill you.

"No way you cook."

"Only one way to find out."

He saw the falling apart. The gradual breaking down. The glacier was melting. "I'll listen to Queen or whatever, with you."

The quiet was taunting him, but you came to his rescue. "No steak."

"No steak."

Yes. Fucking yes.

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[monstersflashlight]

I’ve been imagining aftercare scenarios with the monsters and I wanted to know what aftercare is like after a particularly steamy session. Is there a monster who would be more enthusiastic about aftercare than the others? P.S. I love your work, your monster fics are so great!💖

Hi! I love that question. So, I think aftercare would depend a lot of the monster you are getting frisky with.

Werewolfs are probably the cuddliest of them all, I can see your werewolf boyfriend getting super worried about you after an intense sesion and asking you a thousand times if you are okay, they would fetch you some water (pun intended) and make sure you are nice and comfy before cuddling you. They can get super rough, but also be super sweet about it (like this).

Minotaurs and orcs are probably fifty-fifty. Like, for my OCs (kinda OCs I guess) I think it would depend on what kind of dom they are. The minotaur and orc from the neighbors' story (this one) would be total sweethearts and they would make sure to have you cleaned out and comfy so you are feeling your best for the next time (because they will want to fuck you as soon as possible). And the minotaur who is so in love with his wife he would treat her like a queen during a scene and after (like this). As per the gym slut series (?) (this one), I think the main orc is clearly pretty rough and doesn't care a lot about aftercare in the shorts I've published to this point (that may change in the future, wink wink).

As per succubi and demons, I think they would be the detached style. They would take care of you, but act like they don't mean it, like they aren't worried about you or how you feel, but in reality they would be super worried they hurt you or you were uncomofortable at any point of the session. Same with vampires, they would get extremely worried but act like they don't care about their precious human.

I think dragons and tentacle monsters would be confused about what aftercare really is, they would try but probably fail. Like, in the Kidnapped by a dragon story (this one), the dragon wouldn't know what aftercare is, and will probably just give you some jewelry to make you feel better, just like a penguin gives rocks. A token of affection to show you he cares, but doesn't gasp the full extent of aftercare.

So... Yeah, depends on the monster. I though this answer was going to be short, but I ended up writing too much, like always. This a recurring problem in my life. Hope it wasn't boring. Thanks for asking and for your kind words! I'm glad you enjoy my tiny corner of the internet.

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[shinobus-unbreakable-spirit]

hello, I've read about your post about yoriichi's headcanons and I love them!

Just thinking can I request a headcanon about reader jealous about Yoriichi being pestered by another woman? and how would he react after finding out his s/o's jealous?

thank you!🌹

I'm so glad you loved them! ^^

You must certainly can request that, anon! That is a very interesting scenario.... Lets get into it!

You and Yoriichi lived a humble life. You would both go to work, and then come home to each other. Sure, sometimes people would hit on you, but you'd always tell them that you were taken. You were faithful to him and expected the same in return. No matter who hit on either of you, the other would be the first to know and the third party stood no chance of disrupting your romantic union, as you were two devoted people in love.

This was how things were and how you believed they always would be.

That was, until she showed up.

You always liked to watch Yoriichi walk home from work, on your comfy queen-sized mattress, gazing out of the window roughly fifteen minutes after his shift ended; seeing him walk briskly back to you just filled you with an inexplicable jubilation. However, about two weeks ago, you observed something horrifying: he started walking home with a despicably beautiful young woman who you had never seen before. Soft-spoken, he would never say much, so she did all of the talking.

Every day, the same thing would happen: you would stare out of your window after his shift, he and the woman would stop outside your house and say their goodbyes, then he would be home. He never said anything about the woman, which made you paranoid. Why didn't he ever speak of her? Was she his dirty little secret, something he was trying to hide? Was he cheating on you?

One day, you decided you couldn't hide your emotions anymore. You exclaimed how you felt dramatically, voice cracking due to all the feelings that had bottled up; you told him that you knew about the woman, that you wanted an explanation, and that you were worried about what this woman could mean to him.

After you were finally done, Yoriichi, calm as the gentle waves brushing against a rock, cupped your cheek lovingly and said these words:

"My love, it has been weeks and I still don't even know her name."

Your eyes widened. If he didn't know her name, that meant-

"She is nothing to me but a co-worker. In fact, I still don't even know why she wishes to follow me home after work, but people have their reasons. Perhaps she is simply afraid to walk alone." He explained, relaxed.

You felt a little embarrassed. This was the first time jealousy had ever been a factor in your relationship, and it was ultimately over nothing. "I-I'm sorry.. We've just built such an incredible relationship, and then I saw this new woman and I just-" you were stopped abruptly by a warm finger meeting your lips. That same silky hand then navigated down to your shoulder, massaging it calmingly.

"Please, you don't need to explain yourself, Y/N. I understand." You looked up and saw nothing but sincerity residing in his maroon stones. Immediately, you felt all of your embarrassment wash away. He saw no fault in you whatsoever, and if a woman that beautiful was really nothing to him, then your relationship had to be secure. It was clear to you in that moment he wanted you and only you.

Then, you kissed him firmly on the lips with burning passion for your beautiful man. He was a little taken aback, but relaxed into the kiss and even offered some initiative of his own, interlocking his tongue with yours. He cupped your face with his hands as you two continued to kiss.

He then whispered something in your ear, words you wished to capture in a jar and keep forever: "You are the only one for me, my dear... I beg of you to never forget that."

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Ultimately, I believe Yoriichi is the kind to be very cool-headed in a situation like this. He wouldn't shame his S/O at all for experiencing jealousy, but would simply inform them of the truth, then comfort them after. I hope you liked this anon! <3

(NGL I kind of wrote this twice since the first time I accidentally deleted the entire thing HAHAHAHA I think it came out even better the second time though so perhaps it was a blessing in disguise?? anyways defffff had to harness my inner Yoriichi to not get mad when I deleted my first draft lolol)

#demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #yoriichi x reader #yoriichi x y/n #yoriichi x you #demon slayer yoriichi #headcanons #kny headcanons #demon slayer headcanons #demon slayer yoriichi headcanons #kny yoriichi #yoriichi tsugikuni #jealous reader

[terapsina]

#2 for the book worm ask game!

(ask game)

2. Favorite fantasy book(s).

(Eeeeexcellent, I do love fantasy books. Though how I'm gonna narrow it to only a few I've got no idea. Okay. I'm going to remove the very obvious choices like Lord of the Rings (though it is one of my faves)).

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Monstrous Regiment. I love the entire Discworld series (especially The Witches) but I've also got a huge soft spot in my heart for Terry Pratchett's take on 'a girl dresses like a boy to go to war' (and thinks of everything except some spare socks in- erm... the right place). Along with Polly, the squad consists of a vampire, a troll, an Igor, a religious fanatic and two very, very close "friends" (and yes, the official summary put the friends in quotes too). And everyone has their own secret.

I love basically everything about this book and I can't tell you guys any of it because it would spoil all the fun.

The Goblin Emperor. This one's a story filled with light. Maia the half goblin son of the elven Emperor was never supposed to take the throne (or to ever even be at court. because racism). And then everyone ahead of him dies in a single "accident" and suddenly he's the new Emperor. Maia is a good person, and a kind one, and despite everything that gets thrown at him he keeps hold of that understanding of right and wrong and refuses to bend.

(I have to mention that the language of the writing is kinda hard to get into in the beginning, and the characters's have very complicated and long names, but once you get into it it really did enhance the story for me).

Good Omens. An Angel and a Demon try to stop the apocalypse and instead lose the Antichrist. I've loved that book for like a decade now and if I don't put it on a list of my faves that list would be a lie.

The King of Attolia. Third in The Queen's Thief series and my favorite one out of all of them. I've always enjoyed Outsider POV in fics. And here is a book that just... proves why. We've got Eugenides and Irene, the Thief and the Queen, and we know them from the two previous books. And adore them. But the story isn't from their POV, it's from the POV of Costis, a Queen's guard who's suddenly gotten assigned to the King. The useless, weak, undeserving king that as far as Costis is concerned doesn't deserve to even kiss the Queen's boots. And it's hilarious to read the story from the eyes of someone who knows so much less than us. And so satisfying, as he begins to understand.

(I recommend the whole series and am personally glad to have read them in the published order but Megan Whalen Turner has stated that she wrote them in a way that allows you to jump in at any point you want).

The Raven Tower. The story is from the viewpoint of a sentient, omniscient rock whose name is Strength and Patience of the Hill and it is the GREATEST THING EVER. The gods are real and must be very careful with their words, because if they speak a lie the reality will alter to make that lie the truth but if the lie is bigger than the power of the god... well. Inspired by Hamlet.

(the book also has a trans man as the main character; the other main character? The sentient rock is the narrator but the largest part of the story focuses on Eolo).

A Natural History of Dragons. The first book from The Memoirs of Lady Trent (and honestly it would probably be more honest to say that every single book from this series fits the category of fave but I'm putting up the first here because this isn't a series where you should skip ahead). The book focuses on the life of Isabella as narrated by her older self. This is the story how a Scirland lady bucked all tradition and became a world renowned expert on the Natural History of Dragons.

(this series has a piece of my heart and always will).

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(and finally, here's some more of my favorite fantasy books that I also adore and would totally ramble about but I got tired of typing).

#monstrous regiment #the goblin emperor #good omens #the king of attolia #the raven tower #a natural history of dragons #discworld #terry pratchett #katherine addison #neil gaiman #the queen's thief #megan whalen turner #ann leckie #the memoirs of lady trent #marie brennan #fantasy books #book rec #book recs #book asks #ask game #ask meme #answers #tinynavajo #terapsina rambles #terapsina's book rambles

[fandomwriterlover]

SunWukong!Amnesia Rules with Fem!Reader

"Master, it's safe to come out now. You too Piglet." Huh? What did Sun Wukong it's saying? You just woke up from a nap, and then some wraking startled you... And a bright light blided you. And you see this monkey friend of yours acting strange, and Mr Tang and Pigsy looked like they just broke something.

"Not AGAIN!" Pigsy angrily whinned, as you kept clueless.

"What did you say, Pi-" He turned and at the moment he saw you, he went spechless. And his face brighted!. In a blink of an eye he dashed in your direction and embraced you tighlty, with his voice filled with joy. "PEACHES, YOU CAME BACK💕!!"

When you pushed him and back off all stratled, (He just hugged you out of nowhere, of course you'd freak out!) his gaze seemed confused. "Heh... Come on, Peaches, it is me. Sun Wukong?" Your lost worlds made him more confused, but then his eyes wided. "No.. It can be!" He cupped your face and turned to Mr Tang with a worriedsome face. "Master, MY DEAR PEACHES HAS LOST HER MEMMORIES!!"

Pigsy explained in a nutshell that Sun Wukong has amnesia and he belives he's in the past, in the Journey of the West. They would find a way to reverted, so you'll keep an eye of him for a while. The monkey was explaining what you forgot. You meet the travelers in your home tribe, an all-woman village of fearsome warriors; your queen wanted to marry Master Tang Sanzang by force, and you aid them. It was because of one training in the night together when your feeling grew, and had secret meeting for weeks. You were so in love that Sun Wukong wanted to take you out of the village, but in the end the Queen threated to sent you to death; so you both made an outh that if you ever escape or if he rescue...

"... We could be together for eternety. Please, try to remember". He pleaded, but what could answer? You thing that the Amnesia Rule it's to not disturb the amnesic one. He looked so hurt... He shake his head and gently touch your hand. "My apoligies, I think the best we can do it's to wait for Master; he'll know what to do."

"I'm sorry..." You finally said, he looked like a sad puppy. He holden your hand as a respond. "Oh no, don't be. I am being too forward despise of your amnesia. I should be the one who apologises here." You never saw Sun Wukong so apologitic, so honest.

"So... My name it's really Peaches?" you decided to play along to cheer him up. He chuckled, saying that it was another one. "It's a name that I called you because despise being raised in such a dark place... You were the sweetest person I've ever met. Sweet as peaches." Ok, now THAT made you blush! Didn't see that coming. "Wow... Can you be MORE cheesy?!" You just laughed averting his gaze, you were getting redder. Suddenly, His other hand reached your cheeck, a lead your face into his.

"WUKONG!!!" SAVED BY THE SWINE! Monkey Kid was a inch to kiss you, but as soon he heard Pisgy he went in warrior mode; standing up facing at the cook who was a few meters of distance. "Huh.. The master needs you! He's been attacked by demons!" He grabbed the very first stick he could reach beliving it was his Staff and fleed in the direction Pigsy pointed. You were still pretrefied and shocked. He was about to kiss You! "You ok?" the pig asked you, and you just nodded fastly, saying that you were cool. "That was a close one--" "Please, tell me you know how to get him back! And that he would forget he tried to kiss me!" "Easy, kid. Tang it's on it." Then you heard a huge CRASHING sound and the land rumbled.

It's not that you didn't disgusted the idea to kissing him. It's just... THAT Wukong belived that you were his past love, so technicly he wanted to kiss that past warrior, not you. It sadded you a little, but what could you do? The huge rock that Mr Tang dropped over him returned his senses. That amnesia rule worked, who knew? You wanted-- No, you're glad that at least the Monkey King doesn't remember that he almost kissed you...

...Oh, he DOES! He can't ever gaze at his Peaches of Inmortality without getting red of embarrasment. You won't see him till he feel prepare to face you.

#lmk #lego monkey king #sun wukong #sun wukong x reader #lmk x reader

[burst-of-iridescent]

atla live action thoughts: episodes 7 & 8

SPOILERS AHEAD

tw: opinions

things i liked:

i keep forgetting to say this but i love the stylization of the opening credits it looks so elegant

northern water tribe looks beautiful. the spirit oasis is stunning, this show almost never fails to deliver on visuals

i fucking KNEW they were going to end the season with azula producing lightning for the first time and it looks great i won't lie. can't wait for her blue fire

the pakku v katara fight is not bad actually, though it obviously doesn't hold a candle to the original. glad they kept the ice discs moment in because that was iconic and it does have a nice set-up of her learning it from the earthbenders

i do like that they allow aang to interact with different avatars and that they all give him different perspectives. it highlights the differences in their personalities and how the role of the avatar had to be adapted to the times they lived in

i can't remember exactly what it was but aang's line about how this isn't his world or his time went hard

"i underestimated zhao" "funny i figured that out as i was swimming away from the burning wreckage of my boat" i live for sassy zuko

good decision to take out pakku only deciding to teach katara because she was kanna's granddaughter. that reeked of exceptionalism and never sat right with me, so i appreciate that she at least proves herself and also that she includes the other women in the tribe when pushing him to let them fight

yugoda getting to yell at pakku for being a misogynistic idiot is exactly what she deserves, you tell him queen

KOIZILLA!!

seeing the fall of omashu to azula was an addition that made a lot of sense, and sets up the return to omashu episode in the next season nicely

things i disliked:

yue's wig was atrocious. can't believe i'm saying this but the shyamalan movie did it better. amber midthunder deserved so much better

the misogyny arc was a godforsaken mess. the northern water tribe is still sexist... but no one seems to be sexist except for pakku?? chief arnook seems to be grooming yue to take over as chief, the other male waterbenders are impressed by katara and respect her right away, yue seems to have a lot of autonomy, hahn is respectful and kind, and then pakku himself changes his mind on women fighting pretty much within one day. so what was the point of including it at all?

this show has completely nuked katara's rage. she would not be calmly announcing that she's fighting pakku as though it was a calculated decision because it very much wasn't! it was her sense of righteousness and outrage over injustice taking over and it hurts me deeply that they removed that because it's so important to who she is! i needed to see a LOT more power and fury in her in this scene but instead it felt extremely lukewarm

KATARA AND AANG NEVER. FUCKING. LEARN. WATERBENDING. for a show that marketed itself so heavily with the tagline "master your element" there isn't a lot of mastering going on here?? i'm sorry i don't buy at ALL that katara would be able to become a master with One waterbending scroll and watching some earthbenders. i know she's a prodigy but no one can be THAT prodigious. and it really makes her fight with zuko and subsequently being called master katara fall flat because i don't think i've been shown enough to justify that

also hate that my girl got knocked out halfway through the zutara fight because of the moon wtaf let her kick zuko's ass

a moment of silence for "aren't you a big girl now" and "you rise with the moon, i rise with the sun" you will always be famous

despite knowing the avatar needs to learn waterbending, pakku and arnook just?? walk away?? when they find out he hasn't??? SOMEONE TEACH THIS POOR BOY AN ELEMENT OTHER THAN AIR. ANY ELEMENT, I'M BEGGING

real quick, who had "momo saves a random little girl from falling rock only to be nearly killed and saved by yue and sokka in the spirit oasis" on their live action bingo? no one, that's who, BECAUSE THAT'S FUCKING BONKERS. people are dying all around them but sokka and yue decide this is the time to fuck off to save a lemur?? please be so fr

iroh telling zuko to remember his breath of fire when this show has not once established (at least, iirc) that power in firebending comes from the breath is... something. heavily dislike how little focus was given to the intricacies of learning bending in this series

HATE that they removed zhao dying because of koizilla and gave it to iroh instead. that was such a great moment of karmic justice for zhao and really highlighted how he brought about his own downfall through his pride and arrogance. i know they tried to show zuko's compassion by having him spare zhao and walk away (as a callback to the agni kai i'm guessing) but zuko risking himself to save the life of the man who tried to kill him in the original just hit SO much harder.

the pacing of the north pole arc in general was FAR too rushed. at least in the original animation we got the sense that they'd spent weeks there, but in the show it feels like it's been a couple of days MAX. there had to be much more time to build up the threat of the fire nation and the yue/sokka relationship

the sense of time passing was a problem i anticipated the show would have from the start because 8 episodes just feels shorter than 20, but i wish they'd at least done some montages or something to make it seem like time was passing between episodes. as it is, it felt like every episode picked up right after the previous and so the whole season felt like it happened within a week or two. which is a shame because it weakens the epic scale of their journey in having to cross the entire world

overall rating: 6/10. unfortunately i think these episodes were the weakest of the series both in quality of writing and entertainment value, but still fun to watch for the most part

#atla live action

[clementine-writes-things]

Is It Wrong? - E.N

Summary: Y/n Wayne, older sister of Bruce Wayne. God, did she fall hard for Edward Nygma. The Riddler. What a scandal! Now, she's in a relationship with him. Such an innocent kind-hearted person in love with a vicious criminal mastermind...she knows it's wrong. But, if it's wrong, then she doesn't want to be right.

(Short fanfic but I really wanted to write this.)

Content warning: Explicit language, sexual themes, AFAB!Reader, she/her pronouns, kidnapping, bondage, guns, dirty talk, PDA, suggestive dialogue, fluff, brief smut.

Song for Inspo:

Is It Wrong - Lana Del Rey (unreleased)

(i changed one lyric cuz i wanted it to really fit the situation more. i'll highlight it in green.)

(YA'LL IM GONNA SCREAM IGNORE THAT IT SAYS URINE TRICKLING I'M LITERALLY GONNA CRY I JUST LIKED THE GIF A LOT FOR FUCK SAKEEEEE! WHY HE GOTTA MIRROR ABOVE THE TOILET THO? DOES HE WATCH HIMSELF PISS?! EDWARD?!?)

READ BELOW CUT 😭

Sweet, precious, innocent Y/n Wayne. She was the ideal girl. A goody-two shoes, never got in trouble, and never did a bad thing once in their life. However, that all changed when she fell for The Riddler. And, when he noticed, that's when it really got worse...

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'I guess it's symptomatic of a slight infatuation.'

'Stalkin' you has sorta become like my occupation.'

Y/n squinted, eyes adjusting to the bright lights that shone on her in the room she was in. Trying to move, they realized that their hands were restrained. Eyes widening, they started to struggle, panic flooding their body. Looking down frantically, they looked at the floor, crying when they saw their ankles were bound as well. A dark chuckle came from the corner of the room.

"Glad to see you're awake, Ms. Wayne..."

Y/n looked up, a tear rolling down their cheek. Her eyeliner was now slightly smudged, making her eyes look tired. The shiny silver dress they wore was gleaming under the light, one of the thin straps sliding down her shoulder. Y/n's eyes widened when they saw who was before her.

"O-Oh god..." Y/n gasped softly.

"Oh? You recognize me?"

Y/n nodded softly.

"Word on the street is that you're somewhat of a fan..." He grinned.

Y/n looked down towards the floor, hiding the embarrassment on their face. Edward leaned down, lifting their chin up with his finger. He smiled, seeing how nervous she was.

"I'll be honest, I never expected my biggest fan to be precious Y/n Wayne..." He smirked.

"How'd you figure it out? Have you been stalking me, Mr. Riddler?" She asked, faking a pout.

He widened his eyes, scoffing as he stood up straight. He crossed his arms over his chest. His chiseled jawline was accentuated from the single bright light in the dark room. Y/n swallowed a lump in her throat, nervous.

"Hm, maybe I have. But, then again, you'd know all about stalking. Wouldn't you, sunshine?" He tilted his head.

Y/n blushed, looking to the wall next to her. Edward chuckled, walking over to her. He stood tall in front of y/n, casting a shadow over them. Slowly, y/n looked back in front, eyes trailing up his body.

"I've had a few stalkers in the past. They're all dead." He stated.

Y/n's eyes widened, feeling her heart race. They whimpered as he grabbed his gun, placing it slowly against their head. He slipped his tongue out, subtly licking his bottom lip. Abruptly, he pulled his gun away, laughing.

"But, I like you. You're a spunky little thing, aren't you?" He asked.

Y/n nodded, heart still racing.

"Do you think I should let you out of those tight ropes, hm?"

Y/n nodded again.

"Mmm, I don't know. How do I know you aren't gonna try and run?" He teased.

'Used to be a beauty queen with simple acquisitions.'

'Met my local rock star now I'm havin' visions.'

He bent down again, squatting in front of her. His hair hung in his face, eyes peering through. That sinister sneer was plastered on his face. Everything was a game to this man, and y/n so desperately wanted to be apart of it. She wanted to win it and earn him as a prize. She looked into his eyes, taking a deep breath. Leaning forward, y/n pressed her lips up against his own. The cherry flavored lip-gloss they had on smeared on his mouth. The scent filled his nose. Holstering his gun in his holster on the side of his hip, he grabbed the back of their head. His hand gripped at her hair, pushing them deeper into the kiss. Y/n moaned in his mouth, his tongue pushing inside of her mouth, muffling it. When the two of them finally pulled away, a string of saliva linked their mouths, breaking after a few seconds. Edward has a subtle glossy red tint to his lips, flicking his tongue over it, tasting the flavor of her lip gloss. A sickly smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth. Y/n imagined that mouth working magic between her legs.

"Oh, we're gonna have a lot of fun you and I. Are you willing to roll with a criminal, cherry?" He winked, naming her after their lips.

"Only if you can handle me..."

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Time had passed after that interaction. Y/n had officially left Wayne manor, following Edward everywhere he went. It was all over the newspapers.

'Precious Y/n Wayne In Relationship With Criminal Mastermind Riddler. Devastating Blow To Her Reputation.'

But neither of them cared. The both of them had fallen for each other hard. Y/n was like his little groupie that followed him everywhere. Except, in this case, the groupie got more than fucking in the relationship. In this relationship, they actually greatly cared for one another. Both of them were obsessed with each other, not standing to be separated from the other. This was evident in their desire to show their love for each other whenever they could. They did all the sexual things in the bedroom...or shower. But, sometimes they just couldn't keep their hands off each other when it came to PDA.

'I fell for you, you like me too.'

'Let's get it on, check one, two.'

'I fell for you, you want me too.'

'Let's get it on.'

Edward grabbed y/n by their thighs, slamming her against the wall behind them. The bright flashing lights of the club made the setting more erotic. Music blared as Edward leaned down, hastily kissing on their neck. Y/n wrapped their arms around his neck, moaning as she did so.

"You like that?" He mumbled against their ear.

"Mmm..." She moaned.

A man, most likely the person in charge of the club approached them.

"Hey, you guys need to do that somewhere el-"

Not looking away from y/n, Edward pulled out his gun in one swift movement. He propped y/n up against the wall with his knee. The guy walked away slowly, not saying another word.

"Mmm, I like when you do that..." Y/n giggled.

"Yeah? Why don't I take you to the car and show you what else I can do..."

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'Is it wrong?'

'I'm makin' out with you while you're singing your song.'

'Is it wrong?'

Y/n moaned loudly, back against the car door as Edward took her clothes of. The two of them were in their car, clothes scattered wherever, and lust in their eyes. Ed groaned as he grabbed y/n by the waist, pulling her on top of his lap. Y/n watched as he looked at her through his glasses. His grown out hair falling in his face, black eyeliner smudged around his eyes. Y/n had practically begged him to start wearing eyeliner, and he finally gave in. And damn, was she happy. Edward thrusted up into her, y/n crying out as she leaned forward and bit down on his shoulder. He grunted as he continued to fuck up into her.

'You're playing your guitar and it's turnin' me on.'

'You got your eyeliner, long hair, walkin' around like you don't care.'

'You got me in the back of your car like a star.'

'Is it wrong?'

'If it's wrong I don't wanna be right.'

"Oh god, Edward!" Y/n moaned.

"Yeah? That feel good?" He asked through thrusts.

"F-Fuck, yes!"

"Shit, come here..." He moaned.

Maintaining his pace, he leaned forward, pulling her close to his chest. He placed a kiss against her lips, whimpering occasionally from the sensation of himself inside her. Y/n held onto his shoulders tightly, afraid if she let go she might lose him. She never wanted him to leave. And he never wanted her to leave.

'I get so systematic in this kind of situation.'

'I need it, have to have it, t-take over, domination.'

'Used to be so simple, never wantin', never wishin'.'

'Now I'm hooked on him and I'm a girl on a mission.'

"I love you so much, Edward..." Y/n moaned against his lips.

Edward pulled away, holding her face in his hands. The car shook as he continued to fuck her. People walking by were sure to know what was going on. He moaned, looking into her eyes as he did so. His eyes were dark and glazed over, sweat dripping down his forehead.

"Fuck, I love you too, y/n..." He whimpered.

'A funny little thing about love is that you're blind all the time.'

'And even when you think you had enough.'

'You're wanting more, it isn't right but.'

'You can't stop.'

Edward was being honest. And so was y/n. The two had a lust for each other that they chased constantly. They needed each other's bodies like they needed air. But, their love for each other was far stronger than that. He had never loved someone as much as he loved y/n. The two of them never wanted to leave the other. And, even though the two of them knew it was wrong for them to love each other, they turned a blind eye to that fact. Blinded by their love.

~

(a/n: apologies for any typos, i'm tired as balls and need to get up early tomorrow. but, i wanted to bang out a quick songfic for u guys <3 hope you all like it! I want to do more of these in the future. i have a couple more ideas...)

#writers #writers of tumblr #fanfic writer #fanfic #gotham #the riddler #edward nygma #dc universe #songfic #character x reader #lizzy grant #aka lizzy grant #lana del rey #lana del ray aka lizzy grant

[miraculouslyaloser]

Excuses

Summary: Chrissy's grades start to drop so the school guidance counselor suggests a tutor. Chrissy forms a little crush on her tutor and finds herself making more and more excuses to be around her

Pronouns used: She/her

Warnings: Mentions of hallucinations and insomnia, i've never had a tutor so idk what it's like, not proof read, lots of fluff, cheesy re-creation of hopper asking out joyce to Enzo's, internalized homophobia

A/n: I'm so glad more Chrissy fics are being made. My prayers have been answered. we're gonna ignore the fact Jason exists.

Ever since Chrissy started seeing things, she's started having sleepless nights. And those sleepless nights caused poor academic performances. And poor academic performances cause poor grades.

The school guidance counselor, Ms. Kelly, suggested one of the best students of the school to be Chrissy's tutor.

Now that it's free period, most friend groups would be hanging out with each other, but for this free period, Chrissy had to visit her new tutor in the library.

As Chrissy was entering the library she scanned the area for her tutor. Then she realized she had no idea who she was looking for.

"You're Chrissy right?" A voice behind her asked

"Ah!" Chrissy yelped in response.

"Woah! Sorry, didn't mean to scare you."

"Um, no it's okay. Not trying to be rude but, how do you know my name?"

"I dunno. I mean, you're like the queen of Hawkins High so..." The other girl said, shrugging.

There was an awkward silence between the two. The other girl slightly rocked her body back and forth, waiting for a response from the cheerleader.

"Anyways", the girl said breaking the silence. "I'm your tutor, Y/n."

"Nice to meet you Y/n."

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They're a few minutes into their tutoring session and everything is going pretty normal. Chrissy realizes she's seen Y/n many times around school, but never really talked to her. She takes a few second to look at her.

'I never realized how pretty Y/n was'

Those few seconds turned into a minute. Y/n got the feeling she was talking to herself and looked to her side and realized Chrissy was staring at her.

"Um, Chrissy? You there? Or am I just talking to myself?"

Chrissy blinked many times to recollect herself and realized she was staring at Y/n.

"Oh, sorry." Chrissy nervously looks down at the books and paper Y/n was using to tutor her.

"It's fine."

They carried on with the session but it became a little more tense and awkward.

Since free period was starting to come to an end, the two girls had to wrap up their tutoring session. The bell rang, indicating it was time to get to their next class.

"Well, I think this is a good place to stop. See you tomorrow Chrissy!" Y/n said while collecting her things and starting to get up from her chair.

"Bye!" Chrissy said while doing the same as Y/n.

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The next day at school, Chrissy was walking to the library for her second day of tutoring. She saw Y/n walking down the hall with a group of friends also approaching the library. Y/n didn't seem to notice Chrissy and walked into the library. Chrissy hurried in to catch up with her. She scanned the room and found that Y/n was seated in the same place as yesterday.

She approached the seat and pulled out the chair next to the other girl to sit down.

"Hi Chrissy, ready to start?"

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After a few sessions, the two girls start to become closer. Chrissy continues to admire the other girl from afar. Y/n also started to call the cheerleader "Chris". Chrissy would never admit it, but she would purposefully fail classes to be around Y/n.

'I'm struggling with Math, could you help me a little?'

'I don't really understand what we're doing in Biology, do you have a little time after to school to help me?'

'Maybe during Lunch you could help me with this book report?'

These were some of the excuses Chrissy said so she could hang out with Y/n just a little more than during free period. But Y/n had to admit, she liked being around the cheerleader. She came to every cheer performance, helped with anything she needed, and would even hang out with her after school.

One day, Chrissy had to skip one tutoring session to go to a cheer practice her coach requested for the team.

"I'm so sorry." Chrissy genuinely apologized

"No, why are you apologizing? It's fine if we miss one session, plus you've had a lot of extra tutoring outside of free period as well."

Chrissy thought for a few moments and said, "How about you come watch this practice? And to make up for missing the session we could do it after school."

"Of course, I think I have time."

"How about at Enzo's at around 7:30?"

Y/n slowly realized she was being asked out on a date. The thought of that made a blush creep up to her cheeks.

'Wait, two girls going out on a date? Romantically? No way. But Chrissy is very pretty... But there's no way the queen of Hawkins High is asking me, of all people, out on a date! Maybe it isn't a date, just two friends hanging out and studying. Right?'

"Uhm, sure! Do you want to meet there or...."

"I'll pick you up at 6" Chrissy said eagerly.

"Well, see you at Enzo's!"

#grace van dien #lesbian #lgbtq #nmlnm #pansexuel #polysexual #sapphic #stranger things #stranger things season 4 #wlw #chrissy cunningham x reader #chrissy cunningham icons #chrissy cunningham #stranger things x reader #im so gay #chrissy is so pretty #enzo #hawkins indiana

[justafairytailofinnocence]

How the potc characters would react if you were sick 🤒🤧

Jack sparrow🍺:

Firstly Jack isn't oblivious, he could tell by your hoarse voice and sniffling you caught a fever throughout your adventure.

Jack would be softer and take you to his cabin.

He would spend time with you but at the same time trying to maintain the ship.

Sleeping on a ship is rather comforting depending if you get sea sick easily.

The pearl would rock up and down gently rocking you to sleep in the captains quarters.

You would hear the shingling of gold coins, dabloons and silver going side to side.

Jack would try to be kind and offer you rum, because of course rum "fixes" everything.

You would ask "Jack, thanks but I need real medicine".

Jack would understand and take you to tia dalmer in hope he could find something that could cure you.

Tia would give Jack a herb that would settle your sickness to say the least.

Jack entered the quarters with a cat like smile on his face "got something for you love".

You would take the medicine and it would only take a couple of moments before you feel as dandy as a sailor could be.

You try to kiss Jack but Jack backed away as he was worried about being sick himself.

None of the less you thanked Sparrow for his effort.

Hector barbossa🐒:

Now when it comes to sickness, Barbossa laughs at the idea of it and ignores the feeling. He's a captain and even sickness can't hold him down.

You were in tortuga when you felt feverish; you coughed and sneezed in every sailors direction.

You weren't able to excitedly keep up with the other sailors victory.

Barbossa isn't the kind of man you would think would care but you were wrong.

Barbossa held you until you were at the captains quarters, it was lavished with a ton of blankets.

You thought that Jack wasn't kidding when Hector likes to make entrances and scenes.

He placed you lightly in the bed, you were having trouble breathing.

You sneezed and coughed everywhere, Barbossa would've been annoyed but he cared for you.

He raised your hand to his lips, pressing gently.

"Yer ta' stay ere' y/n, wait till I come back Aye, tha' be an order" he commanded.

You nodded weakly, barbossa ventured off to find the one person who could possibly cure you.

He entered through a small alley way and entered through a door, in the middle was a woman covered in tatoos.

Shansa without looking up spoke to the captain "and yet I didn't think you would return captain barbossa".

Barbossa standing went straight to the point "I need-."

"Y/n, you seek a cure for your beloved y/n, am I correct captain" shansa answered his question.

Barbossa didn't even answer as shansa already knew of the sickness.

"For you captain barbossa, I shall give you the antidote" shansa went straight to the point. She gave hector a brown liquid that seemed off putting to the touch, but he wasted no time.

Not even thanking the witch he left, heading back to the Queen Ann's revenge, he came to check in on you.

You were sleeping, Barbossa tried to wake you and gave you a liquid that would cure you from the witch.

You drank the liquid, at first you nearly spat it out but you swallowed it. Hector watched in fear yet fascination.

You held the captains hand, your breath becoming clearer and your nose less blocked.

Barbossa was glad to see you better, he smiled "I be glad yer better missy".

You smiled in response and leaned in to hold him.

Will turner🏴‍☠️:

Will was visiting you when he heard you were sick. He rushed to see you, lying in bed.

You spoke weakly to will "will my love, I swear I'm alright-" you coughed by the last of your words.

Will kissed your forehead and muttered "I swear y/n, I will find a way to make you better".

Will sought-after Jack Sparrow in hope he would know of anything whether it was magic or myth.

"Jack, it's y/n she's sick, she may not make it" will said worried.

"Ah William good ta' see ya lad, don't worry mate, I know someone" Jack smiled with confidence.

First he tried doctors, they weren't exactly useful in terms of finding a cure.

Will and Jack went into the trenches of the Jungle to find Tia dalmer.

As the two entered, "Jack sparrow~, Will turner, I know what you both seek" Tia smiled eagerly.

"Give the girl the cure you seek and she shall be alive again" Tia gave will a vile containing a cure.

Will thanked Tia and travelled back with Jack to give you the cure.

You were in bed with a terrible fever "y/n, drink this, it'll help you" will smiled.

You drank what will gave you when suddenly you were able to breath again but unfortunately it didn't cure you straight away.

"W-will" you muttered, will rushed to your side holding you, he cradled your head.

The two of you held eachother as Jack drank the rum in background.

Henry turner🐶:

Henry heard you were sick by carina, you were running a fever.

Henry rushed to find you in bed with a bucket and cloth sitting on your head.

Carina pointed out "she's not in a good state henry".

Henry spoke back "don't worry y/n, I saved my father, I'll try and save you".

Henry left a kiss on your forehead, he left you with the doctors in the hospital wing.

Henry spend the countless days worrying for you, carina reassured him "don't worry Henry, y/n is in good hands, she should be fine".

Henry came by your bed, he would tell you the countless stories behind the legends of his father and mother; including a certain pirate called Jack sparrow.

Carina stayed by henry's side as a dear friend.

When you were feeling better, henry hugged you on the spot, he kissed you and told you how he missed you.

Carina smiled in the background.

You were rest assured, glad to feel better.

Davy Jones🐙:

Davy was a cruel, mercilessly monster that roamed the seas. It was quite hard to see a captain so soft after all his cruel torture.

He kept you hidden, he kept you normal to make sure you weren't put to a terrible fate.

One day you caught a cold and even though it wasn't much, to him, it was a sign of death.

You didn't say anything as you thought it didn't mean anything, you needed to push on.

Davy caught on not so long after, he ordered you to be in your cabin.

He didn't visit you, of course, seems unlikely a cruel captain would care.

You had gotten worse over the course, soon it turned into a high fever.

Davy selfishly kept you locked away for two long, bootstrap bill looked after you.

Bootstrap told the captain, you weren't looking so good but in response, davy yelled "one life ain't warth tha' rast".

Davy stormed down the stairs however, he lied to his crew to keep his reputation high.

When he saw you in a bad state; his tentacles twirled with concern, he snorted from his tiniest tentacle and left.

He whispered to the sea "calypso, if yar be near, I bah ready ta' spare a life tha' be worthy".

The seas waves crashed with intention "save tha' lass" he whispered.

Over the course of the next few days, you started to feel better as if the fever were just a minor cold.

You opened your eyes to see the captain himself sitting I'm a barnacle infested chair.

You placed your hand over to the captains claw, he was asleep.

Davy had prayed to the sea goddess to save you and she answered.

You felt great and sat by the captains side curling into his grasp.

James norrington⚔️:

You were absent from the commondores party, he was celebrating his second proposal to you.

You laid in bed as maids tendered you, you were ill from a fever.

When James got word, he excused himself to see you.

"My dear, you are ill" the persona he carried himself through pride faded.

You breathed heavily, sweat ran down your forehead as a wet cloth laid on top of you.

"The maids have been tending me, for I am so grateful toward their service under your care" you smiled.

James pressed his lips toward your cheek, he cared for you more then his own life.

You couldn't breath through your nose, you coughed at every hour.

James had every doctor tend to you, making sure you were better.

After a few days of rest, you woke up to see the commondore with no wig and to see he wore the same coat.

You pushed aside strands of his brown hair from his face.

A maid kindly greeted you at your bed "ah! Goodness" you jumped at the sight.

The maid spoke softly "he never left your side madam, he stayed with you for the entire time you were ill".

You smiled softly, you never knew how truly devoted he could be.

The maid left as you kissed him lightly, truly you were blissful for such a devoted husband.

Phillip swift📜:

You had never been sick, no not once since you travelled the seas.

You had ran into Phillip from his hometown, he was known for being highly religious.

You were sick when you were kidnapped along with Phillip.

It was highly cruel to see the captain push you on despite you falling ill.

Phillip was close to you, never did he leave your side for any reason.

"By the lord himself I shall pray for your health y/n" Phillip swore, he gripped your hand and kissed it.

You were travelling to find the fountain of youth when you were sleeping in the crews quarters.

The men snored loudly and the smell was revolting.

Phillip stayed next to you and read from his bible to help you get better.

There was no possible medicine within the cabin but at least he prayed.

The captain complained about how slow you were and how you coughed too much.

He raised his sword when Phillip stepped in "by any light, have you no mercy toward a sick girl".

"You there boy, the girl is slowing us down and I plan to keep going" the captain held his sword toward your throat.

"Give her to me and I shall make sure she won't slow us down, I'll be the one to keep watch over her" Phillip pleaded.

The captain rolled his eyes and kept walking as the crew, angelica and jack followed.

Phillip carried you as he placed his coat over you "may god watch over you, for you are gods gift to the world".

Phillip kissed you while holding you not caring if you had a runny nose.

Cutler beckett🍷:

Beckett, a man so cruel whom wishes the extinction of pirates.

You were betrothed to the cruel man as a lady and therefore you've grown a hatred toward him.

One night you were so sick that you couldn't get out of bed.

Your husband was absent for the most part, you felt sad, like being locked in a cage with a monster.

That was until you saw him after all the nurses left. You had a wet rag placed against your forehead.

Beckett came up with the same expression he had even on your wedding day.

"You know y/n, out of everyone to have fallen ill, it just had happened to be you" he coiled a smile.

You rolled your eyes "unfortunately it would seem, dear husband".

Beckett walked toward you in a formal manner, he pressed your hand toward his lips "a dying flower, foolish and yet beautiful".

You gazed at him with no words, how could you even fathom, a man like him showed no kindness.

"Just think, soon to be dead, a tragedy soon to be in tale" he whispered.

You breathed heavily in response "have you no care".

Beckett backed away with no intention to hurt you "of course my stupid girl, you were betrothed to me after all".

You gripped your husband in a harsh manner and kissed him out of spite.

In response he gasped, he placed a hand toward your precious head.

You gripped around his waist trying to find his pistol. What seemed odd however was how beckett leaned into it.

"Once again my foolish wife, death shall not greet you at your door" beckett turned and left with no response.

You slept with tiredness, over the next few days you started to get better.

Right next to your side table you saw a gift with herbal tea with a letter written "to my foolish wife, a gift for your good health".

Joshamee Gibbs🌊:

You laid in the crews quarters feeling crummy, you snorted, wheezed and coughed in every direction.

Gibbs asked how you felt and knew you weren't well, under his orders you were staying in bed.

Jack wondered where in the bloody blazes was master Gibbs.

Gibbs gifted you all sorts of medical supplies, you smiled at the kindness Gibbs gifted.

Gibbs valued you as a daughter figure or perhaps even a close friend.

"I remember when I was sick, Aye, I had nothin' but a bottle o' rum" Gibbs smiled "yer a tough lass, not many landlubbers would last like ye".

You nodded in agreement, Gibbs told you stories that would make you laugh, mostly of Jack's success and failure.

When you fell asleep, Gibbs watched over you. Jack on the other hand had wondered where he was.

Gibbs gifted you a bottle of rum.

Ragetti and pintel☠️:

Ragetti and pintel were ordered by captain barbossa to start plundering.

However you were running a fever, coughing and sneezing.

Ragetti noticed you lying on the hanger looking sick "Hey-uh, y/n don't be looking so good".

Pintel growled "what's you's mean, the lass be fine".

Ragetti shook his head as he heard you cough "see, see I was right".

Pintel sneered "wha so she's dyin then".

Ragetti knew at least, he had something similar back in tortuga, he caught it from some sneezing sea dog.

"She's not dyin, she's got a fever" ragetti pointed out "she's needin' rest".

Pintel asked "so wha', tha lass needs a blanket and a bedtime story" he snickered.

Ragetti went over to get a drenched rag covered in ocean water, he placed it on your head with an extra sheet.

Eventually you asked "I, I need medicine" you said to the two.

Ragetti and pintel both went to the cargo hold to fetch some medicine. "You two whatcha doin" a bigger male asked.

"Gettin' medicine, captains orders" ragetti explained, "Yeah wha' he says".

The two awkwardly stood still, the bigger male sneered as he let them go.

Ragetti and pintel eventually wondered toward the cabin to tend to you.

"How's long til she's better" pintel asked, "I don' know, mabey days, weeks, years".

"Years, yer tellin' me I ave' ta look after er' fer years" pintel complained.

You heard the two men argue as you sleep, two days had gone by and you were feeling rather better.

"Look she's awake" ragetti elbowed pintel.

Pintel growled "i knows that, I have eyes".

You got out of bed and thanked the two for their hospitality.

"Well it was his idea" ragetti pointed to pintel "me? Yous the one ta' look after her".

You laughed as the two squabbled, you tended to your duties as you explained your abscense to captain barbossa.

Anyways that's all I have for now:

Ta Ta ✨️

Requests: open

#pirates of the caribbean #pirates of the caribbean x reader #jack sparrow #hector barbossa #will turner #henry turner #davy jones #james norrington #cutler beckett #joshamee gibbs #ragetti and pintel #potc #pirates of the caribbean headcanon #potc headcanon

[blodgmonster]

Thoughts on the second half of my Court of Silver Flames reread.

--"only a desperate fool would don the Mask" shut UP, Amren. I think you've insulted Nesta quite enough. Thank you. You were her only friend and called her a waste of life. Thank the Mother she found new, BETTER friends who actually like her.

-- " Never again would she be weak. Never again would she be at someone's mercy. Never again would she fail. Never again, never again, never again." QUEEN SHIT

-- Gwyn and Emerie are the best

-- Nesta struggling with meditation is a mood.

-- "I am the rock against which the surf crashes." Nice.

-- the blades that Nesta makes are BADASS. "I wouldn't eat a piece of toast if she made it." Shut UP, Amren. And again, we have Rhys withholding information from an Archeron supposedly for her own good.

--"I did nothing to earn that power...it is a tool to defend my people, not to attack others." Finally Rhys speaks some sense. "Nesta makes you unstoppable. Especially if she were to march into battle wearing the Mask." SHUT UP, AMREN OMG. Again, you treat Nesta like absolute SHIT but want to use her as a weapon. Fuck off.

-- Nesta vs. Tampon is FANTASTIC. The way he flinches away from her finger lol.

-- Nesta has absolutely every right to be pissed off that they kept this information from her. They KEEP hiding important things from people for "their own good" and it's bullshit. And her abandonment issues flaring up knowing that they discussed her back and her former friend deemed her unworthy, ugh it hurts my heart.

-- I'm glad SOMEONE fucking told Feyre about the baby most likely KILLING HER. It was SICK that Rhys took away her agency by not telling her what's going on with her own body. Why did the healer tell him and not her in the first place? Cassian thinks Nesta told her to hurt her. NO. SOMEONE NEEDED TO TELL HER. She was saying "look! Look what these people you love are doing? They hid something important from me and THEY HID LIFE CHANGING NEWS FROM YOU TOO!" And she had every goddamn right. If I was Feyre Rhys wouldn't even have a chance to get pissed at Nesta, he'd be too busy fending off my own verbal attack because HE was the one in the wrong.

-- Nesta breaking down by the lake GUTS ME

-- I saw a post on here saying that Cassian doesn't actually love Nesta. He wanted a mate, but not her. I do think it's shitty that he doesn't SAY he loves her. But his actions speak volumes. I don't think he's good at expressing himself verbally, but I DO think he loves Nesta.

-- Ataraxia aka Inner Peace. Fan-fucking-tastic, Nesta, you absolute queen.

-- "Which death-god are you?" Lanthys being scared as hell of her and her blade. Badass to the core. "Yoy are the one the sea and the wind and the earth whispered of." And then he wants her as his queen. Your fave could never lol

-- She kills Lanthys and "strange black blood" spurts from him. VALG. Someone else had black blood too, was it the Weaver? Or wait...wait...he's a Daglan which is an Asteri. But the black blood. And the fact that Nesta sees the Daglan with beasts that sound like Wyrdhounds and that look like the carved beasts in Hewn City. And Rhys' beast form is vaguely described as looking like the carved beasts in the Hewn City. Is his form a wyrdhound!??

-- "Cassian straightened before Rhys could even speak. 'You're not going to use her.'" Buddy, pal, that's what he DOES.

-- Nesta should NOT have given Rhys Artaraxia.

Okay. I have another novella of commentary going on here and I KNOW I'll have a lot to say about the last quarter of the book. I guess there will be a part three.

#a court of silver flames #nesta archeron #cassian #acosf #acotar #sjm

[elliespuns]

Hi!

I scroll through your posts sometimes and noticed that some people have been silly drama gooses. I think it's clear that you weren't being malicious or anything. The internet sucks sometimes, I hope you are keeping your head up queen 👑

❤❤

I mean, I gave them a reason to, because I was careless about what I allowed myself to post here. Which was a mistake, I deserved it. But I hope it's over now. 

I wish those who reblogged the "drama" would delete the posts too, so it would disappear from here completely. I'd prefer if they just yelled at me in private chat instead of dealing with it publicly. This way, I would admit I made a mistake, take the post down, and it'd be completely off the internet. I don't have a problem admitting I did a stupid thing. But I feel it's unnecessary to deal with problems openly (especially when you try your best not to spread the bad side of them). 

Anyway, with the tail between my legs, I swear I'm not such an ass as I probably made some of you believe. So thank you for believing in me. I think when you take the time to browse my blog, you won't find anything that would say I am the kind of person to share hate. This was just a stupid thing to post, and I am glad that people let me know and 'yelled' at me.

Some of you came through and showed your support. Some of you even came through private chats, which only makes me realize how much I love all of you.

Thank you for your kind words. and encouragement. Not a queen, though, more like a queen's butler, but yeah, you rock, honey!

#the last of us #tlou #ellie williams #ellie tlou #elliespuns answers

[celestialexxperience]

princess treatment. (Eddie roundtree x reader.)

~ Not requested ~

Warnings: swearing, reader having princess treatment and being a sassy bitch and just a bitch to billy (but we're here for it.) Reader is preferred as a woman but uses they/them pronouns.

A/n: love this man.

"How much longer?" The woman whined to her rockstar boyfriend, Eddie, trying to be overheard by the music and the conversations of mostly drugged up rock stars. 

"A little longer princess." He whispered back, giving them a kiss on the cheek. "You see my love, we came here to socialize, for the band. Because that fucking Dunne left the god damn band! You know we had a good thing go-" the beautiful bassist was interrupted by their Lips on his. 

The two moved together in a beautiful runic rhythm, connecting together like a puzzle piece. 

Just as the blond hair boy was getting into it Y/n pulled apart.

"Hey, look at me." Y/n said putting both their hands on his face. "Eddie, I don't see why you even care. You hate Billy, you hate the band-"

"Whoa whoa whoa who said I hate the band? Warren and Graham are like my best friends." 

"No, not the members, I love the band, but the band in general." Eddie, still giving them a confusing look. "This whole time you've been miserable ever since Billy made you switch between playing the guitar to playing the bass. It's so fucking stupid. He could've just got a new bass player, no big deal, but he didn't instead he made fucking miserable by being the fucking bass player, but I'm not that made about because you know, I have a thing for bass players." Eddie chuckled at that last comment. 

"The band didn't do that, Billy did." Zz stated, scooting closer to them on that old leather coach, putting his hand on your knee. 

"Okay fine Billy." Y/n said with a chuckle, running their hand through the bassist's beautiful blond hair as Eddie laid his head on their shoulder. 

"Okay let's go home." Eddie muttered on their leather jacket covered shoulder. 

"Good, I'm glad." The y/e/c woman said with a wink. 

                     ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The beautiful couple hung on to each other while walking to Y/n's door, laughing and talking about things that happened that night. 

Eddie turned them around placing them against the door getting close to their face as he grabbed their apartment keys out of the leather jacket.

"You're a tease." Y/n said talking about the contact making them think they were going to get a passionate kiss from their loving boyfriend.

"I missed you." Eddie as he reached over Y/n's arm to unlock their front door. 

"What do you mean? I've been with you this whole evening, my love." 

"No, no I mean miss YOU, I miss being with you, alone." Y/n responded with a satisfied hum going in for a very passionate kiss. 

"Let's go inside, baby." Y/n softly said to the man in front of them.

As the two enter Y/n's apartment, Y/n quickly latches their Lips onto Eddie's. Y/n leads Eddie to their bedroom still passionately kissing, As the two enter Y/n's bedroom, Eddie flips them around so he is on top. 

He starts giving the beautiful soft skinned woman love bites right down their neck to their chest, but the woman quickly pulls away to take off their thigh-high leather heeled Boots. 

"Let me." The loving Eddie Roundtree said as he stopped Y/n to do it for them. 

Eddie unzips their lovers boots and takes off their socks. When the shoes are off Eddie starts kissing up their leg and every crevice of their skin. 

Y/n looks down at their beautiful blond hair boyfriend and thinks how they even deserve someone that beautiful and loving to treat them like a princess~ Scratch that-queen~~

"I love you princess." Eddie said coming up to Y/n's to give them that passionate kiss that they very so much needed on their Lips. 

#eddie roundtree #Eddie roundtree x reader #Eddie roundtree smut #Eddie roundtree x y/n #daisy jones and the six #Djats #djats fanfic #daisy jones and the six x reader

[zuzu-firequeen]

Fire Queen

Series Masterlist

Zuko x OC

Hello… Zuko Here

~

"Hello ... Zuko here, but I guess... you probably already know me, sort of. Uhhh ... so, the thing is I have a lot of firebending experience, and I'm considered to be pretty good at it."

Zori nods with a numbs up. The rehearsal going smoothly so far. "Well, you've seen me, you know, when I was attacking you." Zori cringed. "Maybe apologize for that too?" Uhhh ... yeah, I guess I should. But anyway, I'm good now."  I clench both fists and place one on my chest while the other arm is raised. This is so awkward.

"This is getting painful." Zori grits her teeth. "Why don't I go talk to them?" "No! I need to do this."

I take a deep breath and start again, "I mean, I thought I was good before, but I realize I was bad, anyway, I think it's time I joined your group and taught the Avatar firebending. I understand Truble was supposed to teach you, but... I can do it." Zori stays silent. "Well, what's your answer?" The child sits on a rock with a frown. "It's a no for me boss." I sigh defeated, "That's what I'd say, too. How am I supposed to convince these people that I'm on their side? What would Uncle do?"

Zori jumps to the ground staring to imitate Iroh. "Zuko, you have to look within yourself to save yourself from your other self. Only then will your true self, reveal itself." "What would Azula do?" Zori smirks playfully before she begins to imitate Azula. "Listen, Avatar, I can join your group, or I can do something unspeakably horrible to you and your friends. Your choice." I laugh lightly. "I'm glad I packed some comedic humor along."  Zori smiles, "I'm glad I came along too. I'm glad you chose the right way." I look away from her with a sheepish smile. "It's what Truble would have wanted. I regret not being there when she was hit. I think about her every day."

~

Aang springs excitedly, "Okay, we can do that while I show you the giant Pai Sho table! Oh, you're going to love the all-day echo chamber!" Toph furrows her brows, "I think it will have to wait." Toph points behind herself, Team Avatar looking at her quizzically. Appa moves out of the way to reveal a shadow, it is revealed to belong to Zuko. They look at him with shocked expressions, which subsequently turn into anger.

Zuko waves, "Hello. Zuko here." "AND ZORI!" The 10-year-old jumps off his back. "Zori!" The team chants with happiness. Katara hugs the child. "Where have you been? Truble..." Katara glanced at Zuko, but he avoided her gaze. "She wouldn't want you to run off like that, Zori."

Zori looked around the group, noticing the missing member. Her worry grew for Truble. Knowing it wasn't the appropriate time to reveal the truth of her death or rather nondeath. Zuko would have to find out on his own.

"I heard you guys flying around down there, so, I just thought I'd wait for you here," Appa growls at him and licks him twice. Aang lowers his staff slightly. "I know you must be surprised to see me here." Sokka shakes his head, "Not really since you've followed us all over the world."

"Right. Well, uhhh ... anyway ... what I wanted to tell you is that I've changed, and I, uhhh, I'm good now, and well I think I should join your group, oh, and I can teach firebending to you." Toph shouts confused, "You want to what now?" Katara crosses her arms. "You can't possibly think that any of us would trust you, can you? Especially after what you did to Truble. I mean, how stupid do you think we are?!"

"I've done some good things! I mean, I could have stolen your bison in Ba Sing Se, but I set him free. That's something!" Appa licks him again, much to his surprise. "I can understand why you wouldn't trust me, and I know I've made some mistakes in the past."

Sokka starts, "Like when you attacked our village?" Then Katara states, "Or when you stole my mother's necklace and used it to track us down and capture us?" Then Toph continues, "Or when you betrayed Truble." I look up at her with a glare. Zori holds my hand lightly. "Look, I admit I've done awful things. I was wrong to try to capture you, and I'm sorry that I attacked the Water Tribe. I'm sorry I went against Truble. And I never should have sent that Fire Nation assassin after you." Toph and Sokka's eyes widen with shock.

"Wait, you sent Combustion Man after us?" "Well that's not his name, but-" Sokka rolled his eyes, "Ohhh, sorry. I didn't mean to insult your friend!" "HE IS NOT MY FRIEND!" I should angrily. I look to Aang, "Why aren't you saying anything? You once said you thought we could be friends. You know I have good in me."

Aang turns to look at his friends, and Sokka shakes his head. "There's no way we can trust you after everything you've done. We'll never let you join us." Katara tugs Zori behind her, "You need to get out of here. Now."

"If you won't accept me as a friend, then maybe you'll take me as a prisoner. I kneel, bend my head, and raise my arms in surrender. "No, we won't!" Katara blasts water at me. "Get out of here, and don't come back! And if we ever see you again, well, we'd better not see you again!"

Zori looks from behind Katara. She nods, and knowing she will be safe, I walk away. Some hidden paths are crossed alone. Uncle would be proud.

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I wiggle in my chains, my shoulders both out of place by now. I've been suspended for days, and the tips of my toes barely scraped the metal floor. Sweat covered my face, along with bruises and blood from endless interrogations.

"Where is he? Where is Savrar?" A guard punches my stomach making me grimace in pain. "I told you. He's dead. I am the only one left." "And we don't believe you!" Another blow to my stomach and I spit blood into the guard's face. "You little," he grabs my chin with rage in his eyes. "She's supposed to be left alive." A chilling voice sounds from the entrance.

Azula enters with two figures behind her, her so-called friends. She shoves the guard out and shuts the door. "You should be dead, rat."

I look down at my body, a smirk growing on my lips. "Am I not? Hm, weird." One of the girls cartwheels over to me, she runs a finger down my long red hair, "This is really pretty! I've never seen this color before!" The other girl crosses her arms, "so bright it's burning my eyes." Azula smirks at her friend and grabs a knife from Mai's hand. "Let's give you a makeover." Azula moves behind me, grabs my hair in a wad, and pulls my head back, the muscles in my body straining. "Where is the avatar?" "Why don't you use my pendant and see?" Azula slashes a section of my hair, it falls to the ground in uneven lengths. This is humiliating. "Oh, I wish I could. Zuzu took it before I even knew the value. I guess he wanted a souvenir."

Azula slashes another wad off. "So this is what he left me for?" Mai asks walking around me in a circle. "I can't say I'm impressed." I glare at her. "Oh just wait until I get out of here!" I huff fire with fury, thrashing around in my chains. Mai smirks tilting her head. "I'm shaking."

Azula cuts the remaining hair off, leaving it to fall just before my shoulders. "Now you listen rat. We're moving you to boiling rock. One flicker of a flame and I will burn your face off." I smirk at her, "I love when you talk dirty to me." Her eyes bore into mine only making me smile widly. She can't stand my lack of fear. "You should be terrified. I could kill you, rat!" I get as close to her as I can, my face heating up, "I don't do scared." Azula glared at me and stormed out, steam rolling out of her ears.

As the metal door slams shut I rest my head. I see the fallen strands of my hair and sigh. I was taught to never crack. My father was a

Strict man when it came to training and one of the key things he drilled into me was never giving in. Even if it meant death. Which seems like a welcomed friend at this time.

"You've got to keep going." A tiny voice rings in my head. "Zori?" I ask aloud, searching the room from top to bottom. "You can't give up Truble." I allow my head to fall. "I can't do it Zori. I can't get out of here."

"Then I'm coming to get you."

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[love-strawberry]

tujh mein rab dekhta hai

summary : in which they're getting married and their wedding ceremonies are every desi girl's dream.

pairing : ben barnes x desi!reader

warnings : language

author's note : the most fun i ever had writing a social media au, loved weaving little pieces of me into this!! if you don't know, i'm desi as well (indian) so i absolutely adored this request!! the title 'tujhme rab dekhta hai' translates to 'i see god in you', it's a very famous song of the movie, rab ne banade jodi, which is referenced once in this!! also go listen to these songs din shagna da and tujh mein rab dekhta hai !!!

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[neptoons1998]

For You, I'll Do Anything

Summary: Shuri finds out her girlfriend has been kidnapped. So she goes to the only people who can help her.

A/N: Here's another one.

It was like any other night in Delacroix, Louisiana. The boys and Sarah were already in bed asleep. Sam and Bucky were outside enjoying the light humidity and enjoying the quiet scenery. Bucky and Sam came back to the small town from a recent successful mission. This was supposed to be their time to relax before they made there back to DC.

Keyword supposed.

Bucky and Sam saw a hovercraft making its way to the small farmhouse. As Sam got a closer look at the air flight it wasn’t just some hovercraft. It was Wakandaian hovercraft which could only mean one thing.

“Shuri,” Bucky whispered out in disbelief. He didn’t think he would’ve seen the former princess so soon. Bucky continued to look at her as she got out of the hovercraft. She was different from the spunky teenager teasing him and her brother. She had a look in her eyes where her innocent was at was replaced with something else. Bucky heard the news about the late queen’s passing and rumblings of nations wanting more Vabrium by any means necessary. Bucky couldn’t image dealing with a nation and losing the last family member.

Shuri gave a small smile at her friend,” Sergeant Barens, it’s been a moment hasn’t it?”

Bucky could only nod at her statement. Sam was taking hold of the one side conversation, “ Not that isn’t a pleasure seeing you, your majesty. but why are you here in Delacroix?”

Shuri’s eyes shifted to Sam, “I request a favor.”

“Which is?”

“You were on Raft. I ne-” Shuri started. Sam shook his head,” No, no.” Captain America stood up from his rocking chair and rubbed the back of his neck. The whole point of his being back in Louisiana was for him to relax.

“Do you know how dangerous that place is? It was a miracle that Steve was able to pull us out of that death trap. Who’s in there that has Wakandains?” Sam said letting the royal speak. 

“Her name is Riri Williams,” Shuri started, “She has been taken.”

“Taken? Maybe she went home. Or drop out?” Sam asked if he remember he drop out of college and join the air force before telling his parents. Who says this college student didn’t do the same?

“SHE WOU-” Shuri’s range flickered before coming down,” She would not do that to me.”

Silence swept in again, besides the light sound of crickets making their music.

“She’s a very important person. I know she was placed on the Raft. I just need to know the layout of the ship,” Shuri said. The queen was above begging she would do what she had to in order to save her love.

“I’ll go,” Bucky said taking some steps to Shuri. “It’s the least I can do.”

Sam shook his head already accepting his fate,” Which means I’ll have to go. Someone needs to watch over cyborg here.”

Shuri could only give a tired grin, “I’m glad.”

"But you said that it worked, "Riri hissed at the director. Valentina shrugged her shoulders, "And now I'm telling you it doesn't work."

"No, that can’t be right,” Riri accused as she pressed herself in her glass prison, "I know it right because I use the same formal for the gears. You are using it wrong.”

Valentina gave the young woman a stiff smile as she watched her with her cold eyes, "I think you are forgetting who's the boss here.”

The woman pulled out a tablet Riri looked closer at it she saw her mother unaware she was being watched. In her scrubs

"Now it would be a shame if something happened to your mom,” The director spoke as she slide her finger across the screen showing Sharon, Riri's younger sister. “Or your sister," Val continued showing Riri's sister laughing at whatever her friends were telling her.

"Please don't hurt them,” Riri pleads to the woman. Valentina gave a knowing smile, “That’s why I like you. You know to quit while you’re head, Ms. Williams.”

And with that, the director left the small prison, "I'm glad we came to an agreement."

Once the doors closed, Riri ripped her blueprints off the walls. Why isn't it working? Riri wanted to bang her head against the wall. With each tear, she gave to the blueprint the more frustrated she got.  She needs to figure out how to escape from whatever place they put her in. What then? her mind argued the CIA is a part of the government you can't escape anywhere. They will find you and drag everyone you love with you.  No, I can't think like that, Riri thought as she sat on the ground, she’ll find me she always does.

“I’m sorry who are you?” Riri asked 

Bucky pointed at himself, “Bucky.”

“You aren’t here to kill me right?” Riri asked not trusting the strange man. 

Bucky shook his head,” No, I’m here with Shuri.”

“Shuri’s here?” Riri’s ears perked up. She did come, after all, Riri’s heart fluttered.

Bucky quickly walked to the control panels, that kept Riri locked in her glass prison, “You probably have to use a special com-”

Bucky used his left arm to pull out the inner wires of the control panels. The glass of Riri’s imprisonment went down, “Or you could do that.”

“Come on,” Bucky grabbed Riri's hand as they raced to meet up with Shuri and Sam. Riri barely kept up with the super soldier's speed. “Slow down,” Riri panted, “I have short legs.”

As Riri was about to complain that she didn’t have long legs again. Riri caught sight of Shuri, who kicked one of the agents out cold, Riri raced to see her love, “Shuri!” Shuri commands the helmet off, “Riri.”

Shuri tightens her hold around Riri’s waist. The royal did a careful once-over look at her love, “Did they hurt you?”

“No, no I’m okay,” Riri said her eyes couldn’t escape the sight of Shuri’s. God, how she missed this woman. Riri could help but  do her once over on Shuri, “Did they hurt you?”

Shuri could only give a huff of amusement. As if the black panther could be hurt by CIA so call agents, “Who cares.”

She’s important, Sam recalled the anguish on Shuri’s face when she plead for his help.

“I do!” Riri proclaimed pressing her whole body weight into Shuri.

“Shuri, stop you’re embarrassing me,” Riri chided not really caring who sees her and love her. Shuri pressed her kiss, “Never.”

#shuriri #shuri x riri #shuri x riri williams #ao3 #fanfic #my writing

[xreader-writing]

My dear | Loki Laufeyson

Sumarry → After faking his death, Loki discovers that his lover is definitely dead.

Pairing → Loki X Avenger!Reader | Word Count → 756

A/N → This is sad, so if you don't like it, or are sensitive, please don't read it, I almost never write something sad so you can read a lot of happy things if you visit my masterlist ♡ English is not my first language, so I’m sorry for any mistakes.

"I thought you were dead, I cried for you." Thor says, as soon as Loki came out of his Odin form.

"I'm flattered, but brother... where's Y/n." Loki asks looking around looking for his beloved.

"Loki, Lady Y/n is dead." Thor speaks, and Loki laughs as he shakes his head.

"Your humor is funny Thor, I've learned my lesson." Loki says looking at Thor, who continues with the same serious expression.

"I also wish that was a lie."

"No…that's impossible, hell she was stronger than me, she…she was stronger than you!"

"She died a hero in the land-".

"And how the hell would that make me feel better? Where were you? It was your job to take care of the land, not hers!" Loki says yelling at Thor.

"Loki..."

"Thor please, if this is a bad joke." Loki says feeling a lump in his throat, and his eyes burn like never before.

"I'm sorry brother." Loki feels his knees sinking to the ground, and him leaning his head on the ground with his eyes closed, as he remembers his beloved's angelic face.

"Please Thor, take me to where her body is"

Well, Loki sure imagined Y/n in a lot of ways, but none of them were six feet below the ground, he loved her so damn much, he loves her so much, but look at him now, staring at a rock with his beautiful name etched on it.

Thor watched from afar not wanting to disturb his brother's moment, it hurt him too, he missed her so much so he couldn't imagine what Loki was feeling.

"Hi my love I... missed you so much my dear." Loki says already feeling his throat closing up.

"How I wish I could see your little face again." He says kneeling down and stroking the headstone.

"But I'm glad you died the way you wanted." Loki smiles softly as he remembers the conversation he had with Y/na a while back.

"When I die, I hope to at least die a heroine." Y/n said lying on Loki's chest

"Don't say that dear" He closes his eyes, not liking the mention of 'death' and 'Y/n' in the same sentence.

"Come on Loki, I'm not saying I'm going to die tomorrow." She lifts herself from Loki's chest and kisses his cheek.

"You better not"

"Forgive me honey, I wasn't good enough for you, I couldn't save you or give you all the love you deserved." Loki says now crying

"But you need to know that you were always the only one my love, and you will always be the only one"

"The only one who ever had my body, soul and heart, and always will, and I was a fool not to have told you that while you were here." Loki leans his forehead against the headstone with his eyes closed.

"I also never told you that I think about you every hour, minute and second of my day, and I remember our moments not to freak out for good." he laughs softly

"You will be so missed my love, not just for me, but for the fool of Thor, Asgard, the avengers and the land too... you know to this day I can't understand how a fool like me got a hero like you, a queen , my queen.” He laughs and wipes the tears with his hands.

"I'm going to miss your smile so much, the nicknames you used to give me…the feel of your hands touching me." Loki closes his eyes, trying to imagine Y/n touching his skin.

"You always saw the best in me, in fact you always saw the best in everyone, how did you do that?"

"Brother, we have to go now." Thor says putting his hand on Loki's shoulder.

Loki was so focused he didn't even see Thor approaching.

"I have to go now dear...but I promise I will visit you often." Loki kisses the stone with his eyes closed and gets up from the ground still crying.

Thor watched his brother, and he couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart, Y/n was amazing, the only one Loki ever loved, and surely the only one he will ever love and will definitely be missed.

"Goodbye Lady Y/n" Thor says bowing a little.

"My beautiful angel" he says looking at the sky.

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