#me rn. spiders in my room every day about it

[st4rb3rr13s]

Eren Headcanons

Guys I can’t write stories rn. Like genuinely writers block is eating me up. So headcanons for my pookies 😍 missed you all!! (Would I be in the wrong for going into different fandoms?? How would yall like a Gojo x reader or yall want me to keep this AOT??)

Anyways! Eren headcanons. Random ones idk

Eren can barbecue. I’ve told yall he’s a limited chef but when he gets on that grill?? Oh baby even Jean shuts his mouth. The ribs be TOO good like genu who taught this man how to make this food?? Cause his father cannot cook and Mama Carla can cook and bake but isn’t fond with grilling…(It was Onyankopon.)

Eren would definitely want matching tattoos with you. If you’re not fine with that, that’s ok but when you two become engaged?? He’s bringing it up. If you said yes during your two’s honeymoon is when you’d get it. I believe he’d want your first and newly last initial on his ring finger and want you to get his initials.

Eren squeals like super loud. Tell me I’m wrong. Like when he gets really excited about something or is really energized when with you he’ll just start squealing. It’s super cute at times, especially when ur not expecting it.

Eren is the type to catch a spider in his hands. Either his hands or the paper and glass method. He doesn’t believe in killing something just because it’s somewhere it’s not supposed to be. (His mom read a poem like that to him and now he never wants to kill a spider.)

Eren loves inviting Armin and Mikasa over when he owns an apartment or house. Would invite them over for a little house party or just dinner. You’d come home and see the three watching a movie super loud or talking about whatever. It warmed your heart.

Eren’s mother, Mama Carla? When you two get an apartment/house together she’d be there every single day. She wouldn’t trust Eren cooking or holding his end of cleaning. The two would have mini arguments everyday because of how much she’d come over. You always welcomed her with open arms. (Eren did too but he was sick of her antics.)

Eren’s clothes are so oversized it’s not even funny. A lot of people don’t realize he has a build until one day he wears a compression shirt. But he loves his oversized sweats, hoodies, t-shirts, anything tbh. Just keep it oversized and he’ll love it.

Eren would yell while playing uno. He would take it so seriously he’d yell at his brother about not picking up the right cards, and no one else tbh. He would just get aggravated, ESPECIALLY with his dad. Eren can’t play uno with his dad or he has to take a walk outside afterwards. (His dad tried to argue about picking up 4+ cards.(Mikasa won’t force him but Eren will.))

Eren would love sea animals as a kid. I believe he used to go to aquariums all the time, he’s probably have fishes in his room. As he got older his love for sea animals never stopped and has a little charm of a manatees on his vanity.

Eren’s room is mainly colors like gray, black, and white. He wouldn’t really want to decorate his room and doesn’t care for what the color is. As long as he has a bed and TV it doesn’t matter. (His childhood room is so big you know his bad ass did so much shit.)

Eren’s childhood bedroom has holes. He was a kid who punched the wall. He also was a kid who ran into walls. His mom covered it up with vanity’s with mirrors, desk, posters, really anything until he turned 16/17 and calmed down.

Eren first didn’t think becoming a lawyer was interesting so he became a doctor. Suddenly when Mikasa and him did a fake debate he actually liked it to the point Mikasa almost convinced him to be a lawyer. Almost until she explained how much college he had to do and all the law things he had to memorize and he gave up.

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[dizscreams]

Romantic headcanons with lil ol hobie

Absolutely 🫡

Romantic Headcanons with Hobie Brown — ★

I don’t think you guys would go out for dates I think a lot of the time it’s hanging out in each others room

Like he’s strumming his guitar and you’re studying or drawing whatever JUST YES

I think he’d definitely prefer that than taking you out to a fancy restaurant or smth like that

Maybe even movie nights?

Random thought but a little self care night 🤭

Maybe face masks (which he was reluctant to do but you made him anyway), painting each others nails, etc etc

Not really self care but him helping you dye your hair!!! Can’t get that thought out of my head

OMG SHOPPING WITH HIM!! You dragging him shopping and he acts like he doesn’t wanna be there but he actually kinda likes helping you pick out stuff

Don’t even get me started on you making him carry all of your bags or you showing off to him in the dressing room 👀

UGH OMG I HAD A CUTE THOUGHT!! One time he watched you do your makeup and he wanted to learn how to do eye liner

So you taught him one day and he likes doing eye liner every now and again

Maybe you were on his lap and did it for him one day! (He wouldn’t let you do a full face of makeup on him though 😔)

Likes picking out jewelry for your outfits

If you guys are opposites I can see a lot of playful arguments about each others music tastes

He definitely likes at least one song you showed him but wont admit it cause he’s stubborn!

If we’re gonna talk about physical touch I’d say he likes it just definitely not in public

Maybe a hand on your shoulder sometimes but other than that I’m not sure

In private though he’s always leaning his head on your shoulder or putting his head on yours

Likes to tease and make fun of you

Jokingly ofc he’d never let it go too far

He issss in a band so ofc you’re going to almost every performance of his

Veryyy protective when it comes to his job and you

Doesn’t like letting you come to fights with him or trying to help cause he’s terrified you’re going to get hurt

If you’re also a spider person you guys make a rlly good duo

He’s just a really laid back guy in general so he doesn’t raise his voice at you

Maybe on accident a few times but he always apologizes ofc

He’s respectful 🫡

OMG RANDOM BUT NAPPING TOGETHER

WHEWWW imagine you both got done with a fight and you just need to rest so you take a nap together! Or if you’re not a spider person then you both had a hard day and wanted to take a nap together

I don’t think he gets jealous thaaat easily. Like someone would have to be THROWING themselves at you and he’ll step in.

He wouldn’t be starting fights or drama honestly I think he’d just wrap an arm around your waist and walk away with you

I think he’ll go on random tangents about stuff he’s interested in or even abt stuff he doesn’t like 😭

You’re just listening to him like “yeah totally” because he’s talking so fast

He’s proud of your guy’s relationship and he’s caught himself talking about you a lot to his friends

He tries to shut up before they say anything but they’re already teasing him

BUT ID SAY OVERALL he’s just a really chill dude who likes spending time with his partner :)

All I can think of rn so I hope you enjoyed! and ty for all the requests I’ll be working on them all day <3 🫡

#dizzy writes?! 😵‍💫 #hobie brown #hobie brown x reader #hobart brown #spiderpunk #spiderpunk x reader #spider man: across the spider verse

[girlboypersonthingy]

OMG BESTIEE can I pleaseee request Angel Dust x gn! reader headcanons about how they’re getting to know each other/open up? Like at first Angel was kind of indifferent to reader, didn’t really think much of them, but they ended up bonding and connecting really well and Angel just can’t stop looking at them like this 😍 and can’t help but be soft and sweet with them pretty much all the time. Mans is also so tempted to kiss them, often staring at their lips, but he wants to respect their boundaries too so he just tries to focus on being around them 24/7. THANKS SO MUCH BESTIEE I LOVE YOUR WORK🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼

YAASSS BESTIE I LOVE ME SOME SPIDER TWINK 🩷🩷🩷 I love the idea of Angel being so horny and flirty and raunchy all the time but being softened and wooed by someone so much more innocent and romantic than him. Cuuttteeeee 🥹 enjoy, nonnie~

TW: Angel being a p*rn star, suggestive jokes, lots of swearing

Bonding with Angel Dust Headcanons 💖🕸️

Boy meets so many new people every day, he probably doesn’t even remember your name after you two meet. Like…he fucks guys and doesn’t even know their name first. He’s totally gonna forget your name for a while after you join him at the hotel.

“Good morning, Angel.” You mutter softly as you pass him in the hall one morning, your eye bags particularly prominent today.

“Heya! Good morning….uh toots!” Hes a bit taken aback, having not seen you until you spoke up. And he scrambled to find a simple pet name to call you bc he can’t for the life of him remember your name!

And this becomes a morning routine for you considering you lived in the same block of rooms as him and you pass each other around the same time every single day.

“Good morning, Angie.” You yawn as you pass him yet again.

“Morning, hun.” He forces a small, sleepy smile at you as he passes by, continuing his walk to the front of the hotel.

Angel comes to expect to see you every morning now, lowkey falling in love with your groggy, raspy morning voice and your bed head and your glossy, squinted eyes.

Slowly, Angel starts to become more friendly towards you, finally remembering and using your name to greet you.

He’ll totally start teasing you about your bed head and laugh when you try to smooth your hair out frantically.

There’s one morning when Angel walks into the hall and looks down both ways, confused as to why he didn’t see you yet.

Boy, does he flip his lid when he realizes he’s been standing in front of his door waiting for you to meet him in the hall for like 20 minutes.

It catches him off guard that…maybe he really likes you. Maybe he’s even…caught feelings?

Angel would probably panic a bit bc feelings? No, he’s used to one night stands and fucking for cash. Hes a party animal, a porn demon for fucks sake! How could he have feelings for you?

But nonetheless, Angel decides to go knock on your door. Maybe you just slept in today…?

Would totally find himself nervous asf bc 1) he just started to ponder the idea of having a little crush on you and 2) he’s never been in your room or even seen inside before.

Comes to find you’re sick that day! And gets sad bc he can’t start his day without his daily dose of you~

He would also totally not tend to you while you’re sick bc boy is scared you’ll see his true feelings for you. He wants to keep that under wraps for now. So he’d tell Charlie and Vaggie bc he wants someone to care for you still and obvi Charlie puts everything on hold to baby you and nurse you back to health. She’s too sweet, my teeth hurt.

Gradually, you two find yourselves together more often than not.

Sitting next to each other at the bar or during one of Charlie’s circle time, team building exercise things.

Finding each other in your rooms just to say hi and check in with each other and maybe even hang out

Angel isn’t shy about his line of work, as we all know. So you’re very much aware he’s a porn star. Hell! He’s even shown you one of his pornos before, bragging and gloating as you watch awkwardly, face tomato red bc fuck he’s so hot and now that you’ve actually seen him naked, you can not stop thinking about what his soft silky body would feel like against your own skin

He loves that you’re accepting of him tho, that you never judge him or give him any looks of disgust or contempt.

It might embarrass you to see him so…vulnerable but you’d never look at him in a negative light. You’ve just never watched a porno while sitting next to the porn star themselves.

Angel eventually gets comfy enough to start invading your privacy just a bit, asking you about your sex life, any relationships you’re in, what your life before was like, how you died and why you ended up here bc he thinks you’re too sweet and pure to be here

If you’re one to immediately open up, he listens but will accidentally interrupt you from time to time to tell you about his own life and try to relate to you.

If you’re not ready or willing to open up to him just yet, that’s cool! He’s gonna spill his guts to you anyways…and he hopes that him opening up to you first will make you want to do the same to him.

He tells you all about his past life, how he died, his regrets, the people he misses most, his shitty situationship with Valentino, about his bestie Cherri Bomb.

Once Angel realizes you’re trustworthy and a great listener, he comes to you often when he’s upset, in need of advice or just looking for a shoulder to cry on.

He doesn’t open up to others too often and will strongly uphold his cocky demeanor and his flamboyant attitude around the rest of the group at the hotel.

But you’re different…you always seem to find each other on your best and worst days to share your emotions with the other.

When Angel has had a particularly rough night on set, his body sore and his mind foggy and exhausted, he’ll barge in your room without knocking, flop down on your bed and shove his face in your pillows. He’ll probably shed a few tears into the fabric on your bed, silently and without letting his body shake. He doesn’t want you to know he’s crying, but you can tell. When he’s abnormally quiet like this, he’s usually crying and holding his breath as to not let any sobs sound from his mouth.

He’d inhale deeply, trying to calm himself by manually breathing but it’s not the air that soothes him, it’s the scent of you on the pillow case that fills his nose and puts him at ease.

He’d then pour his heart out to you, truly appreciating the fact that you’re such a good listener and you look at him with such soft expressions of empathy.

Angel is always willing to switch and be your shoulder to cry on if needed, but really loves when you have some good news or something interesting to tell him bc he loves when you burst through his door with a giant, dorky grin, yelling “BITCH GUESS WHAT?! I HAVE SOME PIPING HOT TEA FOR YA!” Before gossiping to him between laughs and dramatic faces.

I think once he’s come to terms with his romantic feelings for you, he’d start to get a bit more touchy. But not sexual touches…he actually really really enjoys touching when it’s parts of him that aren’t normally touched by others. Does that make sense?

He gets manhandled, fucked, roughed up and pushed around nearly every day so he’s used to being touched on his hips and torso, he’s become accustomed to hands firmly gripping his ass and his throat, he’s used to bitting and being bruised by the end of the day.

So when you gently caress his cheek or run a hand through his white, bouncy hair or link your pinky with one of his or gently rub his back as you pass by him, he nearly loses all composure.

You treat him so well, he’s really starting to fall in love with you and the innocent way you show your affection for him.

You can’t help but notice how his gaze has changed recently, how his face contorts completely when you’re around. Instead of his usual 😎😏💋 attitude it’s more like 😳☺️❤️‍🔥

What used to be cheerful smiles and playful nudges has turned to shy giggles and playing with each other’s fingers mindlessly as you sit together, not at all focused on the task at hand.

On several occasions, you’ve caught him staring at your lips as you talk to him. While it made you a bit self conscious at first, you slowly start to catch his hints.

Him staring at your lips, his smile becoming soft and sappy when you hold his hand for even just a second, the way he perks up and watches as you enter a room, the way he always wants to pair up with you or sit beside you during group time but closer than normal, the way you noticed a few clothing items of your were missing and one day you noticed one of your shirts sloppily tucked under his pillows.

He totally had a crush on you…and you did not plan on letting this go.

You confront him about the shirt hidden in his pillows as soon as you see it and his response is surprising. You’ve never seen this side of Angel Dust.

He’s bright red from his neck all the way to his ears, he can’t seem to focus his eyes on you, all his hands are frantically trying to find something to fiddle with on his clothing, he’s a stuttering mess, unable to form any full sentences.

He’s not used to all this sappy shit. But he’s loving it. Plz don’t stop.

Now’s your chance to tease him back, just like he always does to you. Go ahead, flirt with him, tease him about using your shirt as a pillow case, tell him your feelings too, that’ll help calm him a bit, to know that you like him back.

“Wow, who would’ve thought? Famous little sex demon Angel Dust has a crush on lil ol’ me? Aww, am I making you soft, babe?” You tease, watching him malfunction bc he’s never been flirted with so innocently. Like you’re not telling him in excruciating detail all the dirty, naughty things you want to do to him. Instead, you’re calling him sweet names and confessing your feelings as well and even poking fun at how cute he looks all flustered.

“Q-quite the opposite, actually.” He replied jokingly, still not letting his eyes meet your gaze.

You can’t help but laugh at his dirty response. Of course he would…💖

After some talking, maybe some boundary setting and talk of expectations in a relationship together, Angel might consider having a steady relationship with you.

He would love nothing more than a kind, caring, stable partner to come home to every night. Will you…plz be that for him? Baby boy needs cuddles and words of affirmation every day okay? Take care of him~

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[blingblong55]

✨Hello✨ I would like some Headcannons of 141 + könig with a gen z reader who's on the older side (like, 20-25) at first they were besties with soap, but then they became good friends with everyone. They are one of the very few people who can bother the shit out of ghost and live to tell the tale. All of 141 and könig have had their nails painted/makeup done by reader, and once a week AT LEAST, reader and the 141 + könig have a ✨ s p a d a y ✨ face mask, manicures, pedicures, you name it and the reader, 141 + könig have probably done it. Reader is also ver affectionate. Their name can be whatever you want it to be. Have a good day/night, eat, drink water, and don't overwork yourself or I'll find you and hit you with a steel frying pan. Love ya 😁

I love the way you show your love for me!!

Material Girl- 141+König

Not a proper hc...I think (idk my brain isn't braining rn)

Gn!reader! Smut at the end so warning!!

It's been forever since you arrived at base. 141, mainly Ghost nicknamed you rooks, short for rookie, also short like you. "Sergeant rooks, get over here." "rooks you sure 'bout this?" "Hey rooks, wanna hang out" god did it exhaust you, but it was all banter. Nothing more.

Soap soon after you had arrived at base became your best friend, only friend in the eye of others. He knew almost everything of the tiny rookie that had become his friend. Price didn't get it at first. How someone so smart as you had befriended his Scott soldier. But soon after seeing you and him explode different things around base he understood, "not about the level of knowledge but by how dumb they both are." It took 5 months for them all to be open to you.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

"ghost...ghost...heeeeyyyyy ghooossstttt" you whispered yelled (does that make sense? hope it does)

"yes rooks?" His voice hinting at his frustration.

You jumped from behind and made him jump. "Just wanting to see if you were still alive" "3 laps around base, go"

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And after much fight, he got used to you. Always making extra coffee for the days he knew you'd be around the most. He felt like a teacher with you and soap around. "If you do that, don't ya think it'll explode" then he saw your wheels turn. "that'll be awesome!"

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"fuck off Janet. im not goin to your fucking baby shower?"

"Who the fucks is that sergeant?"

Man did you annoy him with quotes from tiktok, but he loved how every time you would laugh at literal dark jokes, others would consider a sigh of a mental illness. "Die bitch...dieeee!!" You said as he killed a spider. He soon chased you with it. And as always you cried a little.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

When the team found you stressed after a mission, they asked soap what a day off in your life looked like. "They better thank us for this." Price sighed as he, ghost and König prepared the common room to seem like a comfy living space.

"Ghost, you're next..what color would you like?" you looked up at him, annoyance leaked from his eyes. "Black..all black" You look around your kit, "I have glittery black? will that work?" your curious eyes starring at his, "fine" he responded. Gaz took pictures and sent them to the group chat, the same one he left because of your stupid daily memes.

"This is worse than torture."

"Do you or do you not feel bonita?" you smiled as you carefully painted his nails. He hesitated, "I feel bonita" . "Wonderful because you look Bonita!" you squealed, your hands cheerfully in the air.

Then it was König's turn, "nails or makeup mister?" you kindly asked. "pick makeup, their skin care routine after the removal makes your skin so smooth." gaz said as he caressed his own face. "Makeup, but just do my eyes please, ja?" You understood why his request was so odd, but you complied. Once you did his eyes: "gosh you look prettier than me, König!" he blushed at your comment. "Lift your mask, and I'll do your lips, want to see how pretty this shade will look on my pretty boy." you made way as he lifted his mask, "Pretty, pretty lips" his smile giving him away.

"Price?" "m'fine with the nails, thanks"

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

It was a Wednesday night, that you and the team designated for spa days. You bought them those soft hair bands with different shapes and colors. Ghost and König agreed on wearing surgical masks just for this activity. All of the tough soldiers reclined on sofas as you went around and applied face masks and cucumber for aesthetics. ----

Soap enjoyed how your hands would massage his hair. It was something you had mentioned, when he applied black war paint on his hair and you gasped. "If you want hair masks just ask Johnny! don't gotta kill me with this!" you exclaimed on the field.

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They all had robes on, you even ordered those foot massager machines for them. And when you were done with their masks, you would lay on the floor with pillows around. You read, and sprayed the room with different aromas. Sometimes when you felt hippie enough you would walk around with incense.

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It was the only time you went around taking pictures, they soon found out because you accidentally airdropped one to Gaz, who made it his profile on the group chat.

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"it smells horrible" ghost would say, "shh im cleansing you honey" your calm voice making him more scared, what if you accidentally lit him on fire, something that soap had done to gaz when he too felt like a hippie.

"thank you hase (bunny)" König would always keep you close when this whole thing was happening, his excuse was that your body heat was comfortable to him, in reality, he just needed an excuse to have you near.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

It was a routine that you had created with them. For Ghost and König, you always spent the nights with either of them, you would stay up and wait until they needed you. Hugs from these two were the best. Soldiers stared and they would give them 'the' look. (you comment on this..I kill what you love)

"König it's time for hugs!" you jumped and he catched you, your head on his chest, "You are kind mein König," you used that only when he needed to be brought back after a tough mission.

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Soap and you had physical touch as love language, so showing him your affection was easy. You'd give his hands a squeeze or rubbed his shoulders and this man would just stand there, taking all the affection you could give. Sometimes it was him who would hug you so tight, you thought you might pass out.

"too much love" you would remind him. "m'sorry, felt like giving it all today" he would chuckle.

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Price was different, this man needed affection when having smoke competitions.

"learned this one on tiktok," you inhaled and perfect circle flew around. "S'good, getting better." He would stare in amusement as the circle of smoke disappeared. But at times he did need a hug. So when the day needed a little snuggle, he would approach you. "Feeling a little cold today, you?" and you would just hug him tight. "Do you feel my love?" you smiled as your face was deep in his man boobs (man am I a whore for man boobs..so squishy and shit)

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Gaz needed affection in fun ways. So every morning you would send him memes, or tease him about something. "S'not funny." "My uncle broke his neck tap-dancing once." and back to giggles it was. At times since you and him were somewhat the same age, you'd send tiktoks to one another.

"Gaz can you serve" He would pose and you'd laugh, "no like serve your country" and he'd salute. "Fucks sake was that." ghost would whisper to Price. "Maybe if we don't move, they won't notice us."

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

(please tell me this is what you meant when you said "done it" cuz if not,,,them im putting myself on blast here)

NSWF(kinda) MINORS DNI!!!

MANHANDLED im telling you!!!

These man were starving for some sex. So when the opportunity rose, you as a decent person, homie hopped. (I would too, so no shame here)

It first started with Ghost, then König. Then the two men with you(yes..threesome bc we only live once). Soap would probably find the three of you fucking. It would be on accident though. He was walking around base when he heard you scream, and when he opened the door you were in between the two big men.

After a week of witnessing the naked horrors of his superior and friends he would talk to you. "I was tempted." you confessed. "Mind doing me next?" he bluntly said. "I mean, would you be up for it?" "Now? or later?" he looked at you, soon later it was you and him and the same room he had caught you in.

Then like a good father and son, price and gaz shared you. And I mean SHARED. You didn't hesitate, mainly because you had a thing for gaz since the beginning, but price was more of a fantasy that turned real.

It took a little bit of convincing, and a lot of drinking and smoking (green plant activities ) to be in the presence on them all.

Gang bang? anyone? Anyways, it was a sworn secret that was called a one time thing. But after the 3rd time of the one time thing it was just a team building exercise for sure. (monthly so you would be able to walk properly)However after every mission Ghost and König would fuck the anger off of their system. Price understood why you wouldn't be able to make it to some training days, those were also the days he had fun with "excuse or not you better pay your debt"

tags: @g4y-gr3ml1n

REQUEST ARE OPEN!!

A/N: please tell me you understood why the title is that?

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[sideeve]

SKYLINE TO HIS HEART ⭑ MILES MORALES

⭑ maybe love isn’t the only thing that can keep someone tied to you .

part 1 — part 2

⭑ miles morales x f!reader , cheating in part 2 , miles doing spider duty , love in the first chapter , i don’t know what to make of this

after finally having the guts to confess his feeling to you, miles felt like he was on cloud 9. your smile sent him to heaven every time. his sketchbook was filled with you. and my parents caught on quickly.

mrs. morales shot a picture at every given moment, despite miles’ groaning and whining every time.

he didn’t want to be anywhere you weren’t.

“miles,” you whined “let go. my dad is gonna kill me if i’m not home soon.”

“he’ll have to kill me too then.” he mumbles in your neck, his hushed breath tickling you. you giggle, “he wouldn’t hesitate. “just ask him to stay over. it’s a weekend.”

“he doesn’t trust you enough.” you lose the motivation to escape his grip, making him smile. “jerkface.” you murmured.

soon, your heavy lids closed, lulling you to sleep.

during the night, your phone blew up. messages, missed calls and voicemails from your father. “shit!” you fall out of miles’ grip, face planting on the floor, making you groan.

before you could make it out of his room, his voice stops you.

“baby? ¿a dónde vas? son como las 2 de la mañana.”

“too late for me to be here.” he groans at the realization.

“just tell him it’s my fault.” “that won’t end well for both of us.” you softly laugh, making him smile. “i’ll see you at school, mijo.” you peck his lips, but he wanted more. he didn’t want you to leave, not yet. he stood up as you backed away, deepening the kiss.

your lips were still attached to his as your hand held the doorknob. “miles.” you giggle, pulling away. “come on. i thought it would work.” he pouts. “maybe another day. not just this one.” you peck his cheek this time, leaving his house.

you didn’t hear the last of it from your father. he scolded you as soon as you opened the front door.

finally making it to your room, you changed your clothes into your night ones. before you fell asleep again, you texted miles goodnight.

mrs. morales 💓 : gn miles😘

mr. morales : gn😢i wish u were here rn

mrs. morales : me too bubba

you clicked your phone, quickly falling asleep.

3 months later

miles came running through your house, frantically looking for you. once he hit your room, he shut the door and locked it before exhaling a deep breath. “miles? honey, what’s wrong?” you raise a brow at him. “my whole day has been weird. i’m able to walk on walls, ceilings. i’m extra strong. like spiderman.” you huff, “it’s a little to early to be making jokes about him.” you remind him about his death. “i was there when it happened.”

you press your lips into a thin line, forcing yourself to believe him. “okay, i believe you.” “then this…guy…that looked like peter but fatter walked up to me and i shocked him. we had to swing around new york to escape the cops.”

you laugh. “that’s one hell-of-va dream you had.” you twist your chair back to your desk. “you gotta believe me. no one else did.” “what are you talking about?” you thought he was going crazy because of his uncle’s recent death.

“the other spidermen or women webbed me to a chair to go fight king pin. all because i couldn’t disappear on command.” he huffs. “do it.” “huh?” “do it right now.” his face grows upset. “don’t do it too.” you walk to him, taking his hands into yours. “calm your body, think of something that calms you and center yourself.” he closes his eyes, taking a deep breath.

before you knew it, miles’ body was disappearing in front of you. but you could still feel him. “holy shit. you did it!” miles’ reappears in front of you. “i did?” “well now you didn’t.” you giggle.

1 year later

for a year now, your boyfriend has been the one and only spiderman. and you (and ganke) have been his wingman and the only person that knows his secret identity.

and today was his father’s promotion party, hosted on his rooftop.

but you haven’t seen him since he’s dropped off the cake for his dad.

“mrs. morales, have you seen miles?” “i grounded him for his attitude. he’s been so rude and clos-” in the middle of her rant, your eyes drifted over to miles…and another girl?!

why was he so close to her? why was he nervous? why haven’t you seen him before? and why…did he just kiss her?

a tear rolls down your cheek, which didn’t go unnoticed by rio. “¿bebé? ¿por qué lloras?” her eyes move to your line of sight, immediately gasping. “honey, i am so-” before she could finish her apology, you left the rooftop, heartbroken.

the urge to burn everything of his was eating you to death. the letters of lies he wrote you. the drawings he gave you. the hoodies. everything.

a knock disrupts your haze. it was miles. “hey, my mom told me to check on you. you left the party early.” your mouth opened to spew the hateful words accumulating your mind but nothing came out except, “we’re over.” “what…?” he leaned back, baffled. “i saw you. with that girl. you kissed her. you were obviously in love with her so be with her.” he blinks in realization. “i didn’t-” “go!” you slammed the door in his face, sliding down it.

hot tears streamed down your face as you hyperventilated.

how could be do this to you? after everything you’ve been through? the things you’ve done for him. you were there when his uncle died.

how could he?

#miles morales x reader #miles morales fanfiction #miles morales #atsv x reader #atsv x you #atsv

[kairiscorner]

never feel ashamed that you're feeling. — miles 1610 with an emotional!adopted!younger sister!reader

(reblogs are greatly appreciated, it helps get my content out there! if you guys like what you see, please reblog it too <:D)

summary: some people just love to rile you up and make you tear up, and those people never know what you're going through. but your big brother, miles, does—and he wants you to know that there's no shame in crying, no shame in feeling bad about it even if it didn't sound as bad to other people. genre: platonically angsty, fluffy, and comforting !! pairing: miles 1610 and an emotional!adopted!younger sister!reader word count: 840 request: miles with an adopted!sister who is very sensitive.(12 yo) so like, someone was making fun of reader and then miles saw a readers eye starting to tear up. what will he do?🤷🏻‍♀️ thanks you 💋😘 (you're the reason why i watched atsv) author's note: i need a kuya miles in my buhay i swear (ALSO I'M SO HONORED TO KNOW ANON WATCHED ATSV ALL BC OF ME, WHAT ... i'm cryin rn fr and in the mood to rewatch itsv since it released on netflix for us again FINALLY) i hope ya like this anon 🫂

miles snuck into his room after swinging throughout the city as spider man, making sure the city would be safe for yet another day, that his family would stay safe for another day. his dad was still on patrol and his mom was taking the night shift at the hospital tonight, he would be the only one home—along with his darling little sister... who was sobbing her eyes out and crying aloud into the night over what some kids at school teased her heavily for.

miles heard her sobbing as he quickly changed out of his spider suit and into his home clothes, pretending he had just come home. he followed the sounds of your crying as he searched for you in the hallway. he called out your name all concerned, hoping you weren't hurt or anything, but all he got in response were bawls and broken, choked up sounds of 'get away, miles' and 'you can't help me'. miles stood by your doorway, his eyebrows crinkling upwards in worry over what happened to you. he stepped inside your room and sat beside your curled up, crying figure on the other side of the bed. "sis, wh... what happened? are... oh, what's wrong?" he asked you, worry pricking at his voice.

he handed you a handkerchief from his jacket pocket, which you took and dabbed away at your ceaselessly falling tears, as miles held you close, wrapping his arms around you, hoping you'd know that he's listening to you, he's gonna help you, any way he can, if you'd just... open up to him, be honest. "the kids... at school..." you began, sobbing into the handkerchief now as miles nodded, listening to every word you spoke and were to speak. "they... they kept teasing me, they... pointed out that... i look nothing like dad, that mom's not even... not even my mom, that... i'm no morales..." you whispered, your voice cracking as you wept even more, feeling the insecurity claw at you as miles looked at you in shock.

he knew a lot of kids were jerks, not all of them meant what they said, not a lot of them even knew they were being hurtful with their words—but to know that these kids at school kept reminding you that their family merely adopted you hurt him, too. this was a particularly painful topic for you to dwell on, because all your life, all you can remember was being rejected by people you hoped would love you—getting your heart stomped and trampled on every time you hoped you'd find a family whose love for you was unconditional and would last a lifetime and beyond that. of course, the morales family was just that kind of family you dreamed of; but with how often your heart had been hurt, had been pierced, torn apart, and neglected... you always had that fear that you would never truly be accepted, that you'd never truly have a family to call your own that'd also claim you as their own.

though miles doesn't care, he doesn't care that you might not look like him, nor were you carried by his mother and introduced to him and the rest of his family since you were born, but instead, he saw you still as his one and only beloved little sister that he'd give up the whole world—whole universe—for. he loves you dearly, even though neither of you share a drop of blood; he's here for you, every day, every hour, every minute, and every second—he refuses to let you think you don't belong here, when in the very first place, your place in the family was carved long, long ago when rio and jeff took you in and made you one of theirs. "hey, now... please don't cry, sis..." he pleaded with you as he pulled you close to him, sitting you up and wiping the tears away from your eyes, sadly smiling at you, hoping his smile would be contagious enough to get you to smile, too. "it doesn't matter, though, if you and i share DNA or not—what matters is that you're here now, you're a part of this family now, and you always will be. it doesn't matter what anyone else says, in here, in your heart, you're with us—always, and forever." he mutters to you with a smile as he embraces you, kissing the top of your head and rubbing your shoulders, patting you lovingly as you sobbed.

you wailed even harder at miles' endlessly loving reassurance, him being the big brother you never asked for, but got anyway—because even though neither of you share a drop of blood, a parent, or any history together prior to your adoption; he's here for you, always, and will always listen to your problems, hold you close, and be your ally for any and everything you do and undertake. he's your number one fan, supporter, and superhero—he's your big brother, and he always will be.

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[looking4userthatworks]

If you where Miles cannon interest

● you guys met at Brooklyn Middle you had just moved there and he was there to show you around you guys quickly clicked you had same interests

●you'd guys draw together eat lunch together and hanged out together and you two had a comfortable amount of classes together!

●you two where inseparable❤️

● you even started to gain feelings for the little goober like he's so boyfriend material he sweet funny creative...attractive 👀

●...that was until he switched to visions academy every thing changed

●You guys still hanged out just less frequent because he was busy with all his new class not to mention the amount of homework

●when it got to much he'd sneak out and hang at your place

●Miles gets beaten by the spider you where the second person he'd call of course you couldn't pick up cause you where still in school

●anyways the event of into the spider verse occurred and it didn't take you long to figure out he was spider man (ether that or he couldn't handle the stress and told you)

●and he tells you everything Peter B Parker Spider noir Peter Porker Peni Parker and..Gewn

●He told you about her so much it felt like you weren't even there like hellooo?

● Miles doesn't see a problem with this (he's a very blind man) so he just continues not even noticing how your borded to death rn not to mention emotionally hurt 💔

●it's been like 2 years ever since the whole spider man gig and itsv events and think where going great( no really they weren't🥰)

●you and Miles friendship was getting testy with the whole spider man thing going on not to mention when you guys do end up having time to hang out there's always got to be a way to involve Gwen

[Your Name]: Hey Miles what do you think about my drawing? I thought since you talk about Gewn SO MUCH- I'd draw her off your description!

Miles: Pfftt who me??- You got her hair wrong by the way its way pinker and a bit more shorter

● yeah that basically how things go

Fast forward

●Your at the Moralez's party

●you great Jeff and Rio (you've known them long enough to call them by there first name SUCK IT GWEN-) and you notice someone you haven't meet before but sure as hell know who it is Gwen Stacy in the flesh

Jeff and Rio notice you looking at them hanging out

Rio: you know she look old enough to vote

[Your name]: Gwen Stacy in the flesh... wow

Rio: you know her?

[Y/n] no and yes in a way? Miles told me so much about her I practically met her

Jeff: huh you know funny enough I think I have the urge to say hi to them-

[Y/n] it's fine Jeff- but just in case I'll go check up on them

You head up to them Miles see you coming and trues to act normal

[Y/n]: Hey Miles! And I assume you must be?

Gwen: Gwen my names Gwen (as if you didn't know already)

[Y/n]: Gwen well I'm [y/n] Miles best friend actually um- How'd you two meet ?

Gwen: Visions Academy! We-

Rio: Hello I'm Miles's mom! We found this in Miles room so I assume you must've been in there.

Anways after that whole scene Miles run off to find Gwen or whatever blah blah blah

Meanwhile your just worried

in the end you just hope he knows what he's doing

Blah blah blah

Miguel shows Miles the whole web of destiny thing and tell him that he messed up both of his cannons actually 😨

Your and Miles where supposed to be together but since the whole itsv thing happened and he met Gwen that changed...

And miles is like Me??? Liking Gwen your crazyy like everyone doesn't know they like each other

So not only is his dad gonna die but so is his best friend 🤭

(Not only that your gonna die sad bc you know that he'll never love you!!!🤗)

(No but seriously let me know if you want me to go more indebt about this by rebooting this and taking me in it bc I'm on the website ver and I can't read messages 💔)

Have a lovely jubbly day my customers 🫡

#spiderman astv #atsv fic #astv headcannons #miles x y/n #miles morales x reader #atsv fanfiction #atsv x reader #atsv x you

[hattrickprincess]

i want neybappe angst and fighting 😤

Don't care what context. Just a good old fight, maybe even a tussle on the ground. And then make them make out and have angry sex.

🫡

It's one of these days where they're annoyed with each other for no reason. Days like these are few, but they exist. A year ago, that would've meant they stay in separate houses, don't talk or yell if they do, complain to their friends. Today, it means they're in the penthouse, in the same room, each doing their thing for the entire afternoon.

Neymar gets off the couch and walks into the kitchen. When he comes back, he's carrying a half-empty bottle of juice, uncapped. He sets it down on the table, then flops back down onto the couch and picks his phone back up.

Kylian scowls at him from where he's sitting in an armchair, texting with Ethan, in a heated discussion about whether Marvel or DC is the better superhero franchise (it's Marvel, obviously, Marvel has Spider-Man... but then again DC has Batman and Neymar says he's Batman... he's not sure which is better but fighting with his little brother is entertaining) and comparing movies.

The sound of shattering glass snaps him out of his focus and back to reality. He looks over to where the sound came from, finds the little table flooded with cranberry juice. The red liquid is already dripping onto their creamy carpet, making it look like someone was brutally murdered in their living room. Glass shards are all spread over the table and floor, big pieces as well as tiny splitters. Neymar's in a half-upright position in front of the table, looking guilty.

"Neymar!"

His boyfriend looks at him, expression morphing into one of annoyance. "If you chastise me now, I'm not fucking you until next Monday." That's just rude. It's Thursday, that would be a whole five days. He's purposely riling him up, now. If Neymar ruins their living room interior, Kylian has every right to complain. Every right.

"Clean that shit", he snaps, settling back into his armchair and picking up his phone to continue his conversation. "What do you mean, clean that shit? You aren't gonna help me? Kylian, if I walk to the kitchen now, I'll have splitters in my feet. Get me towels, at least."

Kylian snorts. The audacity. Neymar makes a mess, then expects Kylian to clean it up. Yeah, no.

"We have a team of medical professionals a car drive away. Start wearing socks and shoes around the house and stop being barefoot, then you wouldn't risk being cut."

He replies to Ethan's message, fully expecting Neymar to walk over to the kitchen. He's proven wrong when he looks back up and sees Neymar still hovering in the exact same position. He huffs, gets up to retrieve paper towels and a pair of slippers for his boyfriend, then goes back and throws both of them at Neymar's head. "Here. Clean." The Brazilian rolls his eyes, but dutifully puts on the slippers and covers the table in paper towels. "The carpet too, Neymar." "It's ruined anyway, Kylian. No need to try saving that, it's ruined." Kylian laughs bitterly. "Yeah, whose fault would that be?"

"Kylian, it's a CARPET. We can buy a billion carpets any day of the year. Calm your tits", he says, then starts collecting glass shards, piling them onto the table. "Ouch", he exclaims, and Kylian, against his will, laughs. That's karma if he's ever seen it. "What're you laughing for? Could've helped me, lazy ass." He grabs his phone, turns on his heels and leaves the room.

[you can imagine the angry sex i don't feel like writing smut rn]

[bobtheacorn]

Any rottmnt thoughts????? And Have you seen the movie? 👀

I'm still working my way thought Season 1 rn! I had to pause watching it bc Netflix is a hellhole with a mish-mash of episodes, so my friend is getting it for me 

I remember being obsessed with the OG TMNT when I was a kid, but I remember basically nothing from the show itself lmao. Also the 80s/90s one and the early 2000s one blur together a bit, I’ll be honest. I’m old lmao. I DO remember pretending to be sick one time so that I could stay home from school and lay on on the couch to watch it. And I ALSO remember my shit-head cousin coming over to MY HOUSE and sitting his ass on the rug in the living room in front of the tv when TMNT came on, and when I excitedly sat down beside him to watch my favorite show, he had the gall to look me in the face and tell me, "You can't watch this you’re a girl"

9 year old me was like:

He would literally turn the tv OFF if I was in the room like, Bro you’d rather not watch it at all than watch it with your cousin bc she’s a girl get a fucking grip, my man. (He’s still like this as an adult ps, we hate to see it).

ANYWAY!

I was super hyped when Rise first aired because the character designs and the animation are SO FIRE and we LOVE when the family trope goes hard - I just never got around to watching it! 😅 Now that I have, I guess here are a couple of things that still hold water/i think are neat so far:

"I've only had Mikey for a day and a half but if anything happened to him i would kill everyone in this room and then myself"

Leo isn't the leader? I remember Leo being the leader?? But also I think his personality is pretty different than what it used to be and I'm into it. He was always (and still is) my second-fav so I'm hyped to potentially see some choice character development 👌 the hotel episode with the spider lady was Good Food

I'm in love with Donatello and every single thing about him; “my first positive feedback from a Parent-Aged Adult” 💀

Splinter is a useless couch-potato and they call him Dad I am HIGH KEY obsessed with it

1000/10 for April O-neil and her dysfunctional yet competent teenager energy, we LOVE the girl!

As much as I wanna like Raphael....... I don't. Sry big bro 😖💧

I love that they LOOK and ACT like ACTUAL TEENAGERS???? They don't look or act like beefy adult humanoid turtles, they look and act like dumb-ass children with no braincells or social skills or self-preservation or sense of priorities, they give each other absolute HELL about the dumbest shit but u can tell they still love each other and they’re such SIBLINGS this show is literally Boys Will Be Boys Speedrun and it's SENDING me

#rottmnt #i've also managed to remain relatively spoiler free so its gonna be a fun ride I think! #*hahaimindangermeme.png* ? xD #anyway thank u for the random ask #a new brain-rot is spreading #asked #do i have thoughts? the answer is yes! #are they related? only vaguely! #rise

[superevilstudycat]

answers 4 dis ask game:

your favourite playlist (made by yourself or someone else)- https://open.spotify.com/playlist/6lKN0XzDLXKBtjSJCeM0FH?si=40fc7e91b1e64b67 teehee  how many houseplants in your room, and what kinds are they? omg, i lots n lots n lots…abt 12? most notably 2 spider plants, my roommate’s monstera, a million bazillion succulents, ponytail palm, propagating green onions, + i also have a lemon tree but i had 2 move it out of my dorm bc it got too cold. it has a lemon growing on it rn! V excited &lt;;3 your favourite “grounding” activity (anything that involves using the hands/doesn’t involve “spacing out” or escapism - something like gardening, knitting, dancing, cooking) def journaling! taking time 2 work thru my thoughts and even to just draw n brainstorm new projects is v relaxing 2 mi. also,,,, i’ve invested sm $$ into cute stickers n washi tapes n gel pens…its a bit of a problem, i wont lie D:  an account on social media whose posts make you smile @veryluckyclover on instagram dot com! Luv elle’s work  5 tv shows that cheer you up She-ra Fruits basket Horimiya Over the Garden Wall Steven universe :O how you get relaxed when you’re struggling to sleep when i cant sleep, i usually just try 2 use that time 2 b productive + dont try 2 force sleep. i like having a cup of tea and doing a little studying or getting around 2 watch smt your favourite board game NOT a gamer, but i’m pretty good at scrabble and i like winning. So.  if you were going to write a non-fiction book on any topic, what would it be? ladino! i know very little about it and am extremely not qualified but i would love an excuse to take classes and learn more abt it  a quote that you would consider getting tattooed or putting in a frame luv luv luv arabic poetry n there r so many 2 choose frum but that’s too vulnerable 2 say out loud atm (i will make a post later) (be warned)  something you’ve created in the last year that you’re proud of (a playlist, a piece of art, some writing, a craft hobby, a social media account, etc) i made a cross stitch 4 a mitski lyric + earlier today i made a book compiling some of my fav poems!  a tip or hack you’ve learned that makes cleaning or tidying easier having lysol wipes around! V versatile.  if you could make a candle that smelt like anything, what would you pick? i’m a big fan of jasmine scents but probs my ex-gf an artist (of any kind) whose work you look forward to seeing Mitski :3 alsooooo @veryluckyclover on insta dot com (their art is holding mi 2gether is2g)  how you wake your body up when it’s feeling tired, achy or needs a stretch cigarette and espresso romano, lord forgive me  a bath, shower, beauty or toiletry product that makes you feel revived, or that you always re-order when it’s running out not a singular product, but here’s my skincare routine:  The Ordinary Squalane Cleanser  The Ordinary Hyaluronic Acid 2% + B5 The Ordinary AHA 30% + BHA 2% Peeling Solution The Ordinary Buffet The Ordinary Natural Moisturizing Factors + HA Daytime: [JMSolution] Glow Luminous Flower Sun Stick Rose SPF50+ PA+++ 21g ; Nighttime: LANEIGE - Water Sleeping Mask EX no idea if i’m using them in right order but ummm my skin feels pretty good! I also do facemasks once in a while, vaseline 4 my lips, and regular sunscreen every day :P 

#ask game #grwm #a day in the life #slice of life #studyblr #study blog #college life #aesthetic #cottagecore #soft

[canarypoint]

Highways and Heart Eyes

A/N: hi it’s been a while...(?) unrelated but the brie larson thing that’s going around is stuck in my head because it’s like 60% of my fyp on tiktok rn. this is inspired/based on a story my mom told me last week lmao

A/N #2 (edit): so i’m an idiot and i forgot to give it a title but if anyone noticed that before i edited it, no you didn’t.

Pairing(s): Natasha Romanoff x Reader

Warning(s): none? my really bad attempts at writing flirting?

Steve can say with one-hundred percent certainty that I-95 is simultaneously one of the greatest and worst things built in his time in the ice. The potholes are concerning enough, add to it the barely-bright-enough street lights and the exhausted, largely untrustworthy drivers racing their way home at almost midnight?

He almost prefers fighting Nazis or the Chitauri.

The drive itself has been boring thus far, but he thinks it might be taking a weird turn when he finds a car sitting on the side of the highway, its driver leaning against the hood flailing their unoccupied arm around while the other holds something up to the side of their face.

Steve puts his blinker on, pulling his Stark-issued (as Tony loves to call it) car up to the parked vehicle.

“Everything alright?” he asks, wincing when the person flinches at his voice. “Sorry, didn’t mean to startle you.”

“I’m fine, just waiting for a friend,” the person answers automatically. They slide their phone into their pocket with a sigh, finally turning to Steve. “Oh my god, you’re Captain America.”

“Please, Steve is fine,” he answers with a soft laugh, trailing off in a silent question.

“Y/N,” they offer in return, their hands fidgeting.

“Nice to meet you, Y/N. Are you sure there’s nothing I can do to help?” he asks one more time; something tells him their earlier remark was a way to ward off creeps, not an actual response to his question.

Y/N looks at the passing traffic for a moment, their eyes squinting in contemplation. “Yeah, actually,” they say through a sigh. “My car’s out of gas and my phone just died…”

“Ah, I see. Let me call a friend of mine and we’ll have you back on the road in no time,” he offers with a smile, already slipping his phone out of his own pocket.

“Thanks, Captain,” they say with a mischievous smile as Steve laughs again.

“Steve,” he jokingly reprimands as he dials the first name he sees on speed dial. “Hey, Nat, I need a favor…”

•••

Steven Grant Rogers is an idiot. A brilliant soldier, a great man, an amazing friend, a fantastic leader (usually), but he is still an idiot out of work and off the field.

He called Natasha at eleven-forty-three at night to ask her to drive all the way to the outskirts of Cecil County, Maryland from New York City, just so she could sit with a complete stranger while he drives to the nearest gas station (it’s forty minutes away, because of course there’s major traffic tonight). If she’d known he just needed to refill someone’s tank, she would’ve stopped and gotten it on the way over.

Though, the person in not-so-perilous peril is pretty cute.

“I’m so sorry,” you ramble for the millionth time. Natasha just smiles and waves you off.

“It’s fine, I promise.” She means it, just as much as the first time she said it. It’s the thirty-seventh, not that she’s counting.

“Yeah, but, you’re an Avenger and like- you probably need as much sleep as you can get and now you’re wasting your night basically babysitting me and-”

“Hey, hey, breathe. I promise this isn’t a waste of my time. It’s not every day I get to spend time with a beautiful person,” Natasha interrupts. Honestly, how you manage to say so much in so little time is baffling.

You look down, and she can just barely make out the small smile on your face. You don’t say anything after that, and Natasha finds your suddenly-flustered state adorable.

“So,” she says. Why not start a conversation? Best way to figure out if you’re secretly a threat or not, it is her job after all. Not because in the fifteen minutes she’s known you, you’ve given her a sense of peace she’s never experienced before, she tells herself. “What were you doing out so late?”

“Oh, I was visiting a friend for the weekend, I’m on my way back to New York now,” you answer. It’s interesting how easily you’ve let your guard down around her.

Natasha hums, nodding her head as you continue to ramble about your trip. She finds herself smiling the more you talk, and eventually she asks you how you and your friend met.

“We met at NYU, she was my girlfriend’s roommate our first two years. Then we broke up and she became my roommate.”

Natasha’s eyebrow raises at the first ‘girlfriend,’ but she frowns when your smile falters. “I’m sorry.”

“Oh, no, it’s fine. It was what, four years ago?” you answer, your smile already back. “I think she’s on the west coast now, probably living out her dream as some old, rich, white guy’s newest plaything.”

Natasha can’t help but laugh, you sound so optimistic and innocent and yet the insult is anything but.

“And what about you? Living out your dream in the Big Apple?” Natasha asks.

You sigh almost dreamily, “Yeah, I work at a boxing club for kids in Queens. We teach them self-defense and give them a place to stay if they need it. Spider-Man actually stopped by a few weeks ago, said he was ‘in the neighborhood.’”

“That’s amazing,” Natasha says honestly.

“It was, he let some of the older kids try out his web shooters.” The redhead holds back a laugh at your obliviousness.

“I meant your job,” she corrects gently.

“Oh,” you laugh. “Yeah, I’m just trying to do my part to help people,” you reply softly. “I didn’t have a lot growing up, and my parents were never really around. I don’t want what happened to me to happen to them, too.”

“You are… something else, Y/N…” she trails off, hoping you catch on.

“Y/L/N,” you supply.

“It’s nice to meet you, Y/N Y/L/N.”

“You too, Natasha Romanoff.” The two of you laugh as Steve’s car finally approaches.

•••

Three days go by and you can’t get your conversation with the Black Widow out of your head. Looking back, you realize she was definitely flirting with you, and you were just too exhausted and oblivious to notice. It’s embarrassing to say the least, but you doubt she even remembers. It was probably just her way of filling the silence.

You internally sigh, refocusing on your surroundings.

“Jab,” you instruct, holding your target pads-clad hands up. Henry, one of the newer kids at the gym, throws his left arm forward, his feet sliding as his glove makes contact with yours. “Stand your ground, plant both feet down firmly.”

The kid corrects his stance, smiling when you nod your head in approval.

“Jab, again.” He hits the target, and you smile again when he doesn’t slip. “Nice job, buddy. Take five. And get some water!” you yell after him as he runs to the bench.

You take your gloves off as the front door’s bells chime, turning to greet the guest. “Hey, welcome, I’ll be right… with you…” you trail off as you make eye contact with a certain redhead.

“You wouldn’t happen to know a Y/N Y/L/N, would you?” she asks playfully. She leans on the front counter as you jog your way over.

“Maybe, anything they might be able to help you with?”

Natasha watches as a kid walks up to you, asking for help with her boxing wraps. “Well,” she watches the way you simultaneously help the little girl and watch Natasha with ease. “I was told there’s this awesome place that helps kids learn how to fight, and I thought I’d stop by and show ‘em how an Avenger does it. Plus, I heard Spider-Man was here once, and I think having the Black Widow come by would be a much cooler story to tell.”

You laugh, ruffling the kid’s hair before whispering to her that she’s good before turning back to the Avenger. “I- Thank you,” you say softly. “You didn’t have to do tha-”

“No, but I wanted to. Plus, I was wondering if you wanted to get coffee after your shift?” she says as you lead her towards a locker in the back.

“You can put your stuff in here, they’re employee lockers, so no one’ll mess with them,” you tell her when she glances around the room. “And yeah, I’d like that.”

Natasha beams, and it’s immediately ingrained into your mind forever. Maybe getting stuck on a busy highway wasn’t too bad after all.

#woha i wrote this #natasha romanoff x reader #black widow x reader #natasha romanoff imagine #steve rogers x platonic!reader #sdlkfhsdf i'm not happy with it but whatever

[soldier-poet-king]

whining, complaining, family drama, religious-flavoured homophobia below

as if im just not already overwhelmed with the 50000 things going on in my life rn, my father has decided car-ride home time on days i commute with him is Free Therapy Time for him to vent about mid-life crises, my mother, my brothers, his work, everything and anything under the sun

NORMALLY i just kinda. zone out. add a lot of ‘uh-huhs’ and interject only when interested or needed bc i will absolutely lose my gourd if i had to sit there and process all of his shit but also he’s the only thing keeping us in house and fed and i know He Is Having A Bad Time, he’s too much of a stubborn cishet white man to listen to anything i try to tell him will help

TODAY THO. im just. already having a trying time with Life and Everything in General. he decides he has to bring up that a lot of the teachers in the religion department are apparently worried about the big bad govt coming for them for ‘saying the catholic truth about ~ gays and transgenders ~’. that’s already a can of worms argument im not going to have with him bc he IS expressly homophobic and i am trapped in a car w him.

The conversation moves on. I said smthn about a dead spider this morning i found in my room and how it was horrible bc im afraid of nothing more than spiders. and HE FUCKIN SAYS ‘oh but also boys’

IM “?????? HELLLO??????? WHAT THE FUCK??? 1) thats fuckin rude just bc ive never dated and brothers 1 and 2 are in long-term relationships, i /could/ just be a normal straight person who’s had bad dating luck, wtf does he know 2) he follows this maybe 5 min after his THE GAYS comments???? this is not the first time he’s brought up some of his students that he suspects are ‘gays’ or ‘struggling with gender identity stuff’ and he’s usually horrible about talking about it and i feel fuckin awful for these kids, and he ALSO always tries to give me absolutely bullshit youth ministry young catholic resources he picks up from his school (and they’re terrible, exactly the sort of shit you’d expect, idk how to explain to him that i absolutely hate that shit but am still more knowledgeable about religion and more devout than these absolute CHARLATANS and also my father knows SHIT ALL about ANYTHING like his religious knowledge is LAUGHABLE and im not saying every single catholic has to study theology and philosophy but like ho ho holy shit you’re letting this mans teach ur children about religion?????)

 but has he been saying these things this whole time not just bc im Free Therapy but bc he is like. “yes here is my adult probably lesbian daughter and i have to remind her to be A Good Catholic even tho i speak so shittly about queers.”

im just??? so it’s like. live with this knowledge and suffer bc im not dating and probably never will given im not seeking out anything. or?? be like ‘actually no i dont date bc queer issues even tho i technically could be licitly catholiclly married bc bisexual but MOSTLY its bc u and mother fucked me up so severely that i cannot even conceive of having a romantic relationship or children so that gay shit is just extra added bonus’

i am going to end up like this one single middle-aged lady who works at the church who is Definitely A Lesbian but is also mean af and parishioners have This Vibe (derogatory) around her.

also lmao at the fact my father truly cannot just. believe a person could want to be single for non religious gay trauma reasons. aroace ppl???? never heard of them

fuck me. im changing my name and moving. i cant actually, but holy shit please let me leeavveeeeeee this hell. i cannot be a Whole Person in the place i grew up and was traumatized in.

i can speak of duty and obligation and all the wonderful things i have ahead of me all i’d like, im still. just. tired of this shit. and im exhausted by the prospect of The Rest Of My Life Being Like This Forever, Thara Celehar we truly be in it

#ill be fine i needed to type this shit out before i fuckin screamed #and now. i am going. to go do some hwmrk #and then watch the second half of last night's exu special\ #i wont be done in time to catch tonights #but i might read a book. play video games. idk do smthn #IM SO FUCKIN MAD AND UPSET #i might make a drink. i have an ulcer but also maybe wine #is what i need #OH THARA CELEHAR WE'RE REALLY IN IT NOW

[jimines]

get to know me tag! 

tagged by @kithtaehyung​ 

tagging @balenciaguks @jihopes @rosebowl @userjiminie @koolabjamun @kimtaegis @jiminswn @vjimin​ (feel free to ignore this tho)

sorry this took me a minute to get to asdfghjkl my energy was just nOT there LMAO

when is your birthday? January 29th😌

what is your favourite colour?  i’m not sure i really have one, i know i definitely enjoy black and other dark colours

what’s your lucky number?  i’m pretty sure this changes every time but rn 23 is screaming at me

do you have any pets? a dog and a cat

how tall are you?  either 6ft or taller i’m not even 100% sure

how many pairs of shoes do you own? i have my slides and two pairs of converse lmao

favourite song?  will always be between ‘serendipity’ and ‘your eyes tell’ if we’re talking about bts songs, non-bts i’d have to say ‘i think i’m okay’ or ‘why are you here’ both by machine gun kelly

favourite movie?  ahhh i don’t really have a favourite i don’t think, i’m not much of a movie watcher either tbh

what would be your ideal partner?  LMAO nobody, not even an exaggeration, never wanted a relationship and never will :3

do you want children?  nooooooo, never in a million years 

have you gotten in trouble with the law? uhhh i was a shit kid so like i got arrested a few times bAH but recently? nah.

what colour socks are you wearing?  one red and one white LOL

bath or shower?  BAH i’m too tall for bathtubs so shower 🙃

favourite type of music? my taste in music is just an absolute shit show, the most prominent ones are hiphop, rap and sad songs about depression LMAO

how many pillows do you sleep with? i think three, maybe four? but usually wake up with only two bc i like to throw them on the floor in my sleep gkjhldgsdfgdf

which position do you sleep in? depends on how bad my back is feeling lol, sometimes on my back and other times on my side with a body pillow

what don’t you like when you’re sleeping?  noise that isn’t my tv or fan lmao🙃

what do you have for breakfast? nothing BAH i honestly just eat dinner and that’s it

have you ever tried archery?  asdfghjkl i slayed that shit in school

favourite fruit? strawberries or pineapple

favourite swear word? one i’m not comfy typing BAH gotta keep it somewhat pg

do you have any scars? i was a wild child so i have one on my foot, one on my elbow, one on my skull, a bunch of small ones on my hand, and some small ones on my knees as well LMAO

are you a good liar?  see i can lie but i cant keep it up for more than a few days before i start to feel guilty and inevitably come clean

what’s your personality type? i just had to do a quiz to figure this out LOL but it’s ISTP-T

what’s your favourite type of girl? one that isn’t a basic fake bitch kdsjglhsdjhfgh

left or right handed? right

favourite food? always thinking about sushi😌

are you clean or messy? depends, my bedroom is a damn mess but everywhere else in the house i keep pretty clean lol

favourite foreign food? ouuu i don’t even know i just like all food and i stan sushi that’s all i know

how long does it take you to get ready? depends on where i’m going and whether or not makeup is needed LOL

most used phrase?  uhhhh so me and all my sad, depressed friends say we want to die a lottttt usually with no context or anything and at least 10 times a day so yeah there’s that

are you a good singer? NOOOOOOPE. thank you vape addiction for ruining my chances skadljghsdg😂

do you sing to yourself?  yep and i’m so sorry to my roommates that have to hear me sometimes

biggest fear?  spiders and people LOL

do you like long or short hair? long sgjhldghd my hair is so dead though it’s never growing passed my lower back and i’m big sad about that bc i want it l o n g e r🙃

are you into gossip?  as long as it doesn’t involve me, i love a good tea spill kekeke

extrovert or introvert? introverted as hell until we become friends and then i’m just chaotic and stUPID idk

favourite school subject? biologyyyyy

what makes you nervous? i’m always nervous wym

who was your first real crush? definitely not harry styles in 2010 wymm😭 (i can’t remember anyone before then LOL)

how many piercings do you have? just my ears and my nose, covid ruined so many of my plans

how fast can you run? bro i don’t run, i don’t even go outside if i can help it ksfjghkdslfgj

what makes you angry? close-minded people and those that discriminate others

do you like your own name? ew no i cringe every time someone says my name to me dskljhgkjdfs

what are your weaknesses? i could sit here and write a million things so i’m just gonna say my anxiety and my adhd bc both of them make my life a lot more complicated askjhgldfshg

what are your strengths? idk i’ve been told i’m a good listener and trustworthy? lmao 

what is the colour of your bedspread? white, black and cream

colour of your room? pastel blue

#bro when i started this it was dark out and the sun is now coming up damn #lmao #this is such a mess but skljghdsfg #tag game

[alonelysimp]

General Dating HCs

Characters: Albedo, Childe x GN!Reader (separately)

WC: 913

Warnings: none

Tags: fluff, established relationship (?), no beta we die like hilichurls

Albedo

He loses track of time. A lot. He never actually forgets important dates, he just loses all perception of time and they come a lot faster than he thinks (keeping track is like 3x harder when you have a shitty sleep schedule). He forms a habit of checking the date every morning and making sure nothing was going on that day or in the few days coming.

Loves listening to you talk. The sound of your voice is so beautiful, he couldn’t care less about what you’re talking about but bet your ass he’s paying attention to every word you’re saying. If he’s busy, he’ll either stop what he’s doing or ask you to wait for a few seconds so he can put whatever down.

If he’s having to put a lot of effort into his work, like more than usual, he becomes really stressed. Even though he doesn’t show it, he’s this close to breaking every second. Late nights at his desk, probably ends up sleeping there more nights than not. When he has time for a break, he might as well be attached to you. If you had to run errands to do commissions he’d come with you. He’s too tired to talk a lot but he loves your company, it’s really energizing for him.

He’d probably use one pet name instead of your name and maybe have one or two others to use for more special occasions?? Yk?? Like if he wants to be extra sweet to you. He calls you his little blossom. Don’t @ me you know I’m right.

OH ALSO HE’D START CALLING YOU LIKE NERDY VERSIONS OF SAPPY PET NAMES LIKE “C6H12O6” OR “MY LITTLE FETUS” AND AT SOME POINT HE STARTS SAYING IT UNIRONICALLY IM SORRY

The first time he cooked for you, he wouldn’t tell you what it was. He also had you blind taste it. When I tell you it was amazing, this man can cook SO GOOD. Jokes on you that was a roasted irminsul spider. You didn’t let him cook again for a year.

He loves it when you back hug him while he’s working. Please wrap your arms around his waist and rest against his back. It does wonders for his motivation and concentration.

He lowkey teases the shit out of you and pretends to be oblivious. He knows exactly what he’s doing. This little shit—

Bad at verbally expressing affection. So so so so very bad. Prefers to hug/cuddle or talk to you. If you’re not really up for it he’s perfectly happy being in the same room while yall are doing your own little things. As long as he gets to be near you.

He’ll take your relationship slowly, might say “i love you” after maybe 6 to 8 months?

Childe

He feels really bad going on long trips doing fatui things, especially if you’re clingier than usual right after he gets back. No matter how much you pester him, you aren’t coming with him. As much as he misses you, it’ll put you in too much danger. He always picks up at least a few souvenirs for you and sends a letter back every few weeks.

Even though he loves to listen to you ramble, he prefers to be actively involved in conversations. I am so sorry if you’re more quiet and soft spoken (like me!!) because you are getting talked over. He bashes himself (when he realizes) but there’s no way he’s remembering to shut up.

Being a harbinger is a demanding position, both physically and mentally. The Tsaritsa asks a lot of him, and he must pull through whether or not he’s capable of it. During these times he’s much more irritable and will snap at you but apologizes soon after. The best thing you can do for him is to be there for him, to ground him and reassure him he’s doing a good job.

He probably has a variety of nicknames for you, but there’s an obvious few he favourites. Probably really into those sappy pet names.

Melodramatic asf.

Probably has the most spontaneous dates, he’d show up at your front door and take you somewhere completely out of the blue

Surprisingly good at cooking, but has one specific dish he can’t cook no matter how hard he tries. Bonus points if it’s something super simple and you have to teach him how.

Also can't bake for shit. Like at all. It annoys him sm

He breaks in. A lot. Picks your locks, barges in through the windows, no matter what you do this little shit is getting in. It becomes a competition to see if you can keep him out (but you always lose). At some point you’re jaded at the sight of him sitting on your couch and it just becomes a normal occurrence to hear him start talking to you from the other room as if he had been there all afternoon. While you’re out of the house, he’ll come and make food for you and leave before you get home.

He loves it when you banter with him. He teases you in public? Tease him back. He adores it. Other than Diluc, he’s the easiest to fluster. When you sit next to him he likes it when you link pinkies under the table.

Takes saying “i love you” very seriously, won’t say it until he’s sure you’re the one/decides he’s gonna introduce you to his family

ohmygod thank yall for 28 follows even tho my posting schedule is 100% nonexistant ༎ຶ‿༎ຶ

im working on a few drafts rn but the semester is ending soon and i have a lot of missed assignments </3

#genshin impact #albedo #childe #genshin #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #tartaglia x reader #childe x reader #albedo x reader #gn!reader

[tick-tick-moo]

what if i asked you all of them for the ask game 😆😆

Is that a challenge????

(I got rid of some I didn't want to answer/didn't have answers for, btw)

1. What is your middle name?- Rather interesting 2. How old are you?- I lost count after the 8th century 3. What is your birthday?- July! 4. What is your zodiac sign?- I dunno, I think it's Gemini 😂 5. What is your favorite color?- Blue and purple, I will not be taking suggestions. 6. What’s your lucky number?- 2, the one constant in my life😁 7. Do you have any pets?- Yep! I'm a dog person 8. Where are you from?- Earth, not sure which one, though 9. How tall are you?- 5ft 11in, I think? 12. What was your last dream about?- Hmm I think it had something to do with zombies and rings and hmm. A blonde lady. i dunno, it wasn't pleasant😆 13. What talents do you have?- I can draw ONE good portrait every couple months. Hmm and I'm a fast reader and good at retaining info after hearing/reading it once? If that counts? 14. Are you psychic in any way?- Nope, although my brainwaves do align with people I am close to! 15. Favorite song?- CAN'T CHOOSE 16. Favorite movie?- CAN'T CHOOSE 17. Who would be your ideal partner?- Hmm I'm not sure yet. Gotta figure out the ideal me first😁 18. Do you want children?- I do! 20. Are you religious?- I am! 21. Have you ever been to the hospital?- Yep! A few times, although the first was when I was born. 22. Have you ever got in trouble with the law?- Nope! 😇 25. What color socks are you wearing?- Black and white cow print ones 😆 26. Have you ever been famous?- Nope! 27. Would you like to be a big celebrity?- I dream of it often but I think it would depend on when and why. 28. What type of music do you like?- Most types, although I like songs w/ good lyrics more than songs w/ good music(although both are preferred lol). I listen to alt. indie, musical theatre, some hip-hop, pop, and hmm just random things I like, I guess. 33. What do you typically have for breakfast? 36. Favorite clean word?- MOO(verb) 37. Favorite swear word?- MOO(adj.) 38. What’s the longest you’ve ever gone without sleep?- I think 22 hours. 39. Do you have any scars?- A couple. One on my knee, three smaller ones on my hands and a recovering ankle that I think is gonna leave a few scars. 41. Are you a good liar?- I like to think so 43. Can you do any other accents other than your own?- I can do a horrible Scottish accent 44. Do you have a strong accent?- Probably to somebody out there. To others, I don't have an accent at all. 48. Can you curl your tongue?- *curls my tongue* Yepsh I cawn 50. Left or right handed?- Right! 51. Are you scared of spiders?- Not really, spiders aren't that bad. 54. Are you a clean or messy person?- *glances around my room* GUESS 55. Most used phrase?- Hmm "Less goooo!!!!" 56. Most used word?- "Huh?" 57. How long does it take for you to get ready?- For work things? About 15 min. For literally anything else? 5-60 min XD 58. Do you have much of an ego?- Sadly, yes. Something I've noticed. I gotta snap myself out of it sometimes XD 59. Do you suck or bite lollipops?- Both? 60. Do you talk to yourself?- Yes. All the time. The best part about this pandemic is that no one can see me muttering to myself under my mask 61. Do you sing to yourself?- Also yes! Same answer as the above. 62. Are you a good singer?- We'll find out in about a week 66. Do you like long or short hair?- Both! I like my long hair for Winter and Autumn and short hair for Spring and Summer. I haven't cut it in about two years though so it's really long now. 67. Can you name all 50 states of America?- I can name, like, 20 off the top of my head and probably all of them if I had some time and a blank map. 74. Are you ticklish?- YEPPPP 76. Have you ever been in a position of authority?- Not officially, but I have had humans who I could boss around. 79. Who was your first real crush?- My best friend(yeah it worked out great lol) 80. How many piercings do you have?- Two! One for ea/ ear(although I do wanna poke another couple holes in my ears) 81. Can you roll your Rs?- RRRRR SI 84. What color is your hair?- Dark brown! 87. Do you keep a journal?- What do you call this blog?(but also yes, but it is rarely updated) 89. Do you like your

age?- I'd like to be either a little older or a little younger, but I think I'm in a good spot rn. 90. What makes you angry?- Lots of things. Disrespect, ignorance, waiting room music, injustice, violation of rights. The basics that should be erased from this world. 91. Do you like your own name?- Yerp! 96. How did you get your name?- WELL one day I was like "milk and cookies go well together so why not say cows and cookies" and then I started drawing cows on my work papers. So, when I created an AO3 account I was like "ooh I should use this cow as a profile pic." At one point, an author I like replied to my comment and addressed me as Moo and I was like????? Moo??? That's so perfect! And now I tell people to call me Moo because MOOO 97. Were your ancestors royalty?- I don't think so. I had one ancestor that was part of a communist regime, though! 99. Color of your bedspread?- Blue and grey 100. Color of your room?- Green

#asks #ask games #this took forever lol

[elles-writing]

Enchanted forest - young!Thranduil x reader  - Day 12

Enchanted forest

Pairing: Thranduil x reader

Warnings/triggers:  -

Genre: kinda fluff?

Word: Enchanted forest – Day 12/13

Word count: 2740

A/N:  Maybe part 2? Also, I’m not really feeling the best rn, so I will quickly edit this and post it. (I was too tired to post it yesterday, so I’m posting it today. I wanted it to be more poetic, but I don’t know.)

Tags: @dumbassunderthemountain​ @artsywaterlily​ @moony-artnstuff​ @claraofthepen​ @trxblemaker​

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Ever since Thranduil was a child, there was something, that drawned him to Mirkwood forest. It wasn’t the danger, of course. He was surrounded by guards all the time so he was safe, being the only child and in the line for the throne.

Which also meant a lot of duties.

But every single night, he would look out of window to the darkness of the forest. He already tried to find out what it was. The palace was a safe place. Nobody would just walk in there by themselves, and Mirkwood didn’t affected anyone in this kingdom.

One night, he couldn’t sleep. He was tossing in his bed and many thoughts  were running through his head. A few hours before, his father, Oropher, tried to talk to him about a marriage. Thranduil knew it was something that would come up sooner or later, but it still made his blood boiling. He was talking to some elven princesses of other realms, but he still felt too young for courting or a marriage.

After another sleepless hour, he decided to get up. The moonlight was stronger today – it was a full moon – so he would perhaps read for a while.

He took one of his books he had on his desk, and sat down, next to one of those big windows he had in his chambers. He looked out and let his thoughts to run through his head. He didn’t tried to catch any of them and think of it more, he just let them to slip away, and perhaps come back. It gave him some peace and helped him to clear his head a bit.

Suddenly, he noticed a movement outside in the dark. His eyes narrowed. It wasn’t a spider, this creature was smaller. It wasn’t an elf, because it wasn’t graceful at all. He narrowed his eyes.

A human.

He didn’t knew why, but quickly got up, book being forgotten. He quickly took his bow and arrows and his sword, then soundlessly moving as a cat, through the shadows of halls of his home. He knew his father was asleep at this time of the night, so he couldn’t stop him.

Once he made it outside of the gates, sneaking out, he noticed the human. He stayed in the shadows, through he was much closer than before. He was studying the human and his eyes widened.

A human woman, whom made it to the palace? What a strange thing, he softly scoffed. He didn’t trusted easily, and this was much more suspicious, though he felt a need to come closer and find out who she was.

You remembered going to the forest for a walk, when it was getting darker. You wanted to turn around and go back, but it felt like the forest was alive and your path was nowhere to be seen. You walked futher, hoping you’d find a way out.

You didn’t knew how much time passed, perhaps a few hours. Your legs were aching, your mind was tired and hazy and the only light was sky with stars. Soon after, the trees became so thick you couldn’t see almost anything, only a few feet ahead. Every sound was scaring you, you were tired, hungry and thirsty. It felt like the forest was endless.

Finally, you noticed a blue lights. You came closer to them, feeling warmth radiating from them. You shivered in fear, but also a cold. When did the forest became so cold, in the middle of summer?

You had no idea

Your mind was telling you to reach to them and touch them, you didn’t realized that the forest was playing with your mind. Once you touched the light by the tips of your fingers, you hissed. A strange pain and hot waves shot through your body and you fell down. You silently cursed yourself for touching it.

Your body was tingling, nothing else, so you got up and decided to walk futher. Your legs suddenly didn’t hurted, your steps became lighter and quicker, somehow. You didn’t even realized that, though. You were deep in the forest. There was only way - through, as way back was lost hours before.

After another few hours you stepped near some huge castle. You couldn’t believe it and let out a silent cry. Finally, a place where you could ask for help, and maybe they would let you to rest for a while.

Slowly, an uncomfortable feeling was creeping through your whole body. Something, or someone, was watching you. You looked around, trying to figure out the direction. It was still dark, but the castle had some lights on a different places. Small fires, to be exact. It reminded you of a fairies from legends.

Thranduil was watching her. Her clothes didn’t looked like anything he knew, and she seemed to be curiously looking over the castle. She had no weapons, as much as he could see. He narrowed his blue eyes. Suspicious. He decided to step out, bow and arrow prepared. Even if she would try anything, he would be quicker. He worked hard for many years, and used his natural abilities of being quick and swift. As a warrior, he was surely not one to be messed up with.

„What is a human doing in Mirkwood?“ He said, still in shadows. The woman turned around quickly and rose her hands.

„I-I’m sorry, I got lost in a forest...I’ve been lost for hours-“ She said. The young prince wasn’t really into too many adventures, he was rather serious. But there was something about this woman...

The next thing he knew was that he was picking her up and yelling to get a healer. She fell apart, her skin was cold and her breathing soft. He runned through the corridors, the guards looking after him.

Once he placed the woman to the bed, he felt the need to stay near her. When the healer arrived, he stood to the corner and his icy eyes were wondering back to her face, again and again. She was beautiful. She looks like a fairy, he thought.

Then, one of his father’s guards stepped in, nodding at him to go with him. Thranduil quickly looked at the woman. Her cheeks had a slight blush, and a slight warm feeling warmed him inside.

Once he stepped to the throne room, he knew there was something wrong. His father was turned by his back to him and all the guards left. It was only Thranduil and Oropher. Not like a prince and a king. Like a father and a son.

There was a moment of silence. Oropher was more temperament than Thranduil, and so he couldn’t hide his emotions the way Thranduil could. The young prince sensed a bit of anger and surprise in the air, his father was surely trying to hold his emotions back from bursting out. He was maybe waiting for Thranduil to say something, but he didn’t dared to say anything. No. Just not yet.

The king took a deep breath.

„I hope that you understand what you just did.“ Thranduil nodded, though Oropher couldn’t see him.

„You just woke up the whole castle, son. Why was that?“ Now was Thranduil a bit surprised. He thought the guards told his father what happened.

„There was a woman, Ada,“ Thranduil started carefully.

„She fell apart, so I took her inside. She had no weapons and she was weak.“ Oropher turned to him and studied his son for a while.

„Was she a human?“ Thranduil opened his mouth to answer, when a soud of knock on the door appeared in the throne room.

„Come in,“ Oropher said. A guard and healer came in.

„My king,“ Both of them bowed. The healer looked at Thranduil, nervous.

„The woman has woken up,“ She said. „she was asking for the man who helped her.“ Thranduil looked at Oropher, who seemed to be thinking about it.

„I will go with you, my son.“ He said.

When you woke up, you realized you were warm. You tried to move, but someone pushed you softly back.

„You need rest,“ You’ve overheard a voice. You frowned. This voice was too soft, it didn’t sounded much like human’s voice...

You opened your eyes and noticed a woman, who was folding some clothes. You noticed her ears, with sharp ends, soft long hair and delicate movements while folding the clothes. Your mind was hazy, but it wasn’t like back in the forest. This was a haziness from medication. You closed your eyes and drifted back to sleep.

In a while, you woke up again, from a nightmare this time. The woman was looking at you, concerned.

„Please, I need him, I need to-that blonde man, blue eyes, I-“ You tried to catch your breath and calm down. She handed you a glass with some liquid, smelling like herbs.

„Drink this, this will help you to calm down,“ You were carefully sipping it. It tasted sweet, like honey. Soon, you closed your eyes to slumber, once again.

When Thranduil stepped in, he went closer, to take a look at her. He didn’t knew who this woman was, where did she came from and all of that, but he knew he wanted to stay close to her. To protect her.

She seemed to be asleep. She looked calm and in peace. Thranduil looked for any injury, but didn’t found any. He noticed her ears though – they had a sharp edges, her skin was soft and delicate, her hair seemed to be soft too. She’s an elf, he thought.

Oropher looked down at her, too. He raised a brow.

„So a human woman, you said?“

„I probably didn’t noticed. It was dark.“

You started waking up from your slumber, hearing two male voices. One of them said something like ‚Leave us alone,‘.

You blinked your eyes, trying to recognize his face. He leaned a bit forward, carefully. You could tell he was ready to pull away, but there was also something gentle about his moves.

„Where-where am I?“ You whispered. Your whole body was aching, your ears were itchy for some reason, and you wanted to eat something.

„In Mirkwood palace...my lady,“ He said, carefully picking words.

„Oh, I’m Y/N, there’s no need to call me a lady,“ You said, blinking as your vision cleared. You gasped. He was beautiful. His long blonde hair, blue eyes, delicate features...

„Are you alright, lady Y/N? Should I call for the healer?“ He asked. You looked away and blushed.

„Uh, no, just...would you help me to sit up? Please?“ His arm slid on your back and helped you to sit up. You felt sudden cold on your skin and covered yourself more with the blanket. You looked down. You were in your underwear, and your cheeks burned red. You looked up and realized he did the same.

„I, uhm...who are you?“ You asked. He looked firmly to your eyes, not sliding down.

„I’m Thranduil, the prince of Mirkwood,“ He kissed your hand. You felt a warm feeling inside of your body. Little did you knew he felt the same thing.

A few strands of your hair slided down to your face and you quickly placed them behind your ear. Wait, you frowned. You touched your ear again. It was pointy. You shook your head.

„No...no, this cannot...this can’t be...“ Thranduil looked at you, concerned.

„Would you hand me a mirror, please?“ You asked. He handed you a small mirror and you looked into it. Your jaw fell down.

You were an elf.

You looked closely at your skin, soft, perfect skin, soft lips, delicate features, shiny hair and pointy ears. You looked up on Thranduil.

„I-I’m an elf? What happened?“ Now it was him who was confused. „What else should you be, my lady?“ You looked back at yourself. Your face looked familiar, but strange at the same time.

„What if we would take a walk, and explain to each other what happened? I’m sure that fresh air and some food will make you feel better,“ He offered. You slowly nodded and nervously smiled.

„Oh, I would like that very much,“ Thranduil nodded and placed the mirror on it’s place.

„Would you like to rest, or to go right now, lady Y/N?“ He asked, blue eyes questioning. Though you were still in shock, you nodded. If there will be some food and fresh air, it could actually only help you.

„I would like to go now, thank you. I need to put on some clothes, though,“ You said and the prince handed you a few folded pieces of clothing.

„I will wait outside, my lady,“ He said and left you alone. Once he was outside, he let out a breath. He never felt like this towards a woman. What was that warm feeling spreading inside, whenever she smiled? Oh, her beautiful name, Y/N. That sounded like a name of a fairy! Wait...he frowned...was this...how does love feels like? He didn’t knew what to do. He won’t go to his father, because he knew him way too well, and he would say something like „Oh, my boy has grown up!“ And celebrate it as his own personal accomplishment.

Making it more awkward than it was supposed to be, as always.

You looked through the clothes, finding a two long shirts, trousers, a dress and another dress. One of them were simple dark green, the other dress were in lavander colour, tiny golden leaves embroidered around the waist and little silver stars and golden moon crescents around the edges of elbow-length sleeves. You decided to put on these.

You found a brush here and brushed your hair quickly. Then you carefully opened the door, revealing yourself to the prince. Your cheeks were dusted by rosy blush, as his eyes widened at the sight of you. In his eyes, you were stunning.

Since then, after you told the prince and the king what happened to you, they let you to stay, since you didn’t knew where else to go. You and Thranduil got closer over time, sharing the same favourite places around the palace and in the garden.

One day, you’ve been sitting in the garned, under your favourite tree. You were reading a book, while Thranduil was pacing around, clearly nervous about something. You softly smiled.

„What’s bothering you, mellon?“ He looked at you and quickly looked away. You frowned, closed your book and stood up. They would teach you elvish customs and all of that you didn’t knew, Elvish too.

„Mellon,“ you looked deep to his icy blue eyes and felt familiar butterflies in your stomach. He sighed.

„Amin mella le, melamin,“ He whispered with serious expression, one of his hands softly cupping your cheek. You smiled.

„You know I don’t speak that well Elvish. What does it mean?“ He took a deep breath.

„I love you,“ He said. He was about to go away, but you gently took his hand.

„Amin mella le, melamin.“ You tried to repeat. He turned to you, surprised. You just nodded, nervous, with a smile. A smile appeared on his face, too.

„Will you allow me to court you then, Y/N?“ You nodded and you both sat back to the grass, Thranduil carefully braiding your hair. You did the same, though it wasn’t an elvish courting braid at all, but a braid it was.

Now, you had to tell Oropher, somehow. Thranduil was more reserved to people he didn’t knew, Oropher was more temperament. Sometimes you overheard their arguments, which could get loud.

You were sitting at the dinner, Thranduil trying to figure out how to approach the subject, when Oropher noticed his hair.

„My son...so you and lady Y/N are finally courting?“ You and Thranduil choked on your meal.

„Well, yes father, we are,“ Thranduil said. Oropher smiled. The alcohol from wine he was drinking was kicking in.

„About time, my son. I’ve seen you looking at her ever since you’ve been showing her around. Let me arrange your wedding,“ He said and sipped on his wine again.

„We don’t want to rush anything,“ You said carefully, placing your hand on Thranduil’s to help him relax a bit.

„Oh, that’s a good statement too, lady Y/N. Good things take time,“ He said. You noticed Thranduil’s face, blushing. You pecked his cheek and didn’t let of his hand until the end of the dinner. He seemed to be glad.

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