#please don’t hate me for the delay 😭😭

[misspaddockverse]

Chapter 7 out!

[Half of My Soul (as the poets say); 38K words; ongoing]

"I love you," he said, very seriously, "If you ever doubt that, then I'm doing something very wrong"

Something dark and twisted in her heart loosened and got warm at his words. It reminded her of sunny days on the beach, warm midnights under the sheets, and soft kisses on the cheek.

"Nothing changes that. We just need to learn how to love in awful times, okay?"

She nodded because she wanted to desperately cling on to that lighthouse as a hope in the middle of a flood.

"And we'll do it together, and there's no other alternative t-"

She interrupted his beautiful speech by throwing her arms around his shoulders. Daniel's hands came directly to her back, enveloping her in all his hope and trust and some kind of strength that she didn't have. She buried her nose in the crook of his neck, a place that smelled like fresh soap and safety. A few seconds in, he held her even tighter.

Oh. She loved Daniel’s hugs.

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#please don’t hate me for the delay 😭😭 #this chapter is 23 pages long as an apology #f1blr #f1 #formula 1 #daniel ricciardo #f1 fanfic #formula one #fanfic #daniel ricciardo fanfic #daniel ricciardo x you #daniel ricciardo x ofc #daniel riccardo x reader

[reidingandwriting]

domestic > keigo takami/hawks (mha)

Word Count: 3.6k

Ship: Keigo/Hawks x Reader

Warnings: Corrupt hero commission (we hate the hero commission on this blog), keigo overworks himself, keigo & reader fight, miscommunication, some cursing, keigo’s a little shit (he has his reasons okay), mentions of a rescue mission and the aftermath, hurt/comfort

A/N: So sorry this fic is so delayed 😭 Have been going Through It lately but I’ve got a few fics queued up to make up for my absence ❤️ This is my favorite Keigo fic so far

“pro hero hawks is the first on the scene!”

“pro hero hawks took down the villain that’s injured dozens, including some pro heroes!”

“another takedown by pro hero hawks.”

“hawks is finally on the scene, this should be over soon.”

-

keigo wasn’t answering his phone. which was expected for the first night. he had just come home from a week long mission and on his flight home, another issue came up that he had to answer to. he didn’t get home until midnight, having refused any other hero’s offer to relieve him once his shift had technically ended, until best jeanist all but escorted him off the scene. you had hoped keigo had been resting when you walked into your office the next morning, until you looked at the news and saw he was already back out on patrols.

when you walked into keigo’s office, you expected to see a mountain of paperwork on his desk. you were fully prepared to work all day to catch him up, hoping to surprise him by finishing all his work for him. you were the one surprised when you saw only one paper on his desk, a note for you.

‘gonna be working late tonight, don’t wait up for me’

you scowled as you read the note, even if you had to fight the urge to melt when you saw the little bird doodle keigo had signed the note with. you once again called keigo, this time his work number, and you resisted the urge to throw your phone at the wall when your call once again went unanswered. you pulled up your text conversation with keigo and began to type.

‘you’re going home tonight. i will be outside at eight and you will let me in. i am not kidding when i tell you i’ll wait all night. please, just let me know you’re okay.’

you knew the text would go unanswered, but you hoped. you hoped that he would read it, at the least. that he would talk to you. your phone buzzed and you quickly picked it up, and you sighed when it was just another text from rumi.

‘i’ve seen him pass by once or twice, but he doesn’t stop. i’ve got a few others looking out for him, i’ll let you know if i hear anything’

you set your phone down with a sigh as you sat back in the office chair. this was going to be a long night.

you texted keigo a warning before you entered his apartment. you had been given a key by keigo to use in case of emergencies, and your chatty birdbrain suddenly ghosting you is an emergency in your eyes. it was two AM when you entered, and you felt your eyes begin to sting when you realized keigo wasn’t home. a quick search on the hero network showed that he was last seen a little after ten, and none of your own security alerts had gone off at your apartment. he was at his agency, avoiding you. it stung, the avoidance settling heavy in your chest, weighing you down as if there was a physical weight on your body.

you texted a quick update to rumi before you left keigo’s, and you made the walk back to your own apartment. keigo would definitely have lectured you any other time if he knew you walked home alone, and a selfish part of you hoped he’d find out. you’d take the scolding if it meant he would talk to you.

you flinched as you heard a voice speak from beside you.

“surprised he let you walk home alone at this hour,” you relaxed once you recognized the drawl of eraserhead’s voice. “your guard bird working tonight?”

“you’re going to sneak up on me at the wrong time one day and you’re going to get your shit rocked,” you replied, no real heat to your words.

“i’ll take my chances.” a hint of a smirk graced his face before it relaxed into his usual stoic expression.

“but no, he’s not working tonight.” you paused. “not patrolling at least. he is working hard at avoiding me, though.” while you and eraserhead, aizawa, had only met a few times, you had established a friendly relationship with the underground hero. you had also developed a friendship with present mic, which seemed to influence eraserhead’s opinion of you. odd.

“that’s… different.” eraserhead says after a moment. “i’ll keep an eye out for him, and i’ll have hiz- present mic look out for him as well.”

the two of you continued to talk as he escorted you to your apartment. minutes later, you opened the door to your apartment and let the door shut with a soft click, and you barely made it to the couch before you fell asleep.

-

“ooh, rough night?” one of the tech interns, kazuki, teases as he watches you walk in.

“hilarious.” you scowled. you knew you looked tired; you woke up frequently throughout the night, unable to sleep for more than half an hour at a time. you gave up on sleep around five thirty this morning, and you clutched to the thermos of coffee in your hands like it was the only thing keeping you alive. “didn’t really sleep much last night.”

“hawks working you too hard? i saw him walking around a few minutes ago. looks like he was headed to his office,” your heart stopped at those words. was he actually here?

“thank you, kazuki!” you called as you sprinted for the elevator, reminding yourself to send kazuki a proper thank you later. when you burst into keigo’s office, you jumped back as a sharpened red feather flew at you, stopping mere centimeters away from your neck.

“shit, you scared me.” keigo smiled when he recognized you, and the sight of it filled you with anger. “oh, sorry. let me just.” keigo’s feather returned to its natural state and you swatted it away as it went to caress your cheek, not in the mood for his usually sweet antics. “songbird? you okay?”

and you couldn’t help but laugh. full body, doubled over laughs. keigo tilted his head, confusion flashing across his face as you continued to laugh. your name left keigo’s lips, and you recognized the slight movements he was making. he was twitchy, like he wanted to move but he couldn’t decide which move was the best. you could practically hear the wheels in his head turning and you looked up at the ceiling as you felt the familiar sting of unshed tears in your eyes.

“you son of a bitch,” you whispered. you looked at him and his form became blurry, the tears now sliding down your cheeks. “you, you have me worried for days. you ignored my calls and texts, i even had other heroes looking out for you!” you started to walk towards him and you stopped just out of his reach. “you went to the point of staying here to avoid seeing me. why?” you finally met his gaze and golden eyes were filled with an emotion you didn’t recognize. his gaze was cold, distant. yet still, he kept the smile on his face, the smile he plastered on for annoying news reporters.

“i’ve been busy.”

“you’re running yourself ragged! you’re going to get hurt or cause someone else to get hurt because you’re working yourself to death.” you reached out and jabbed him in the chest.

“you don’t understand. you never will, so why are you even trying to? i can’t answer every call and text from my assistant.”

“that’s all i am to you? your assistant?” you asked. you were met with silence and you felt your heart begin to break. “look me in the eyes and tell me that’s all i am to you. and i promise, from now on, that’s all you’ll get from me.”

“what else would you be?”

wordlessly, you dug your key ring from your jacket pocket. you pulled off the key that belonged to keigo’s, to hawks’s, apartment and you set it down on his desk.

“noted. since you’ve clearly got a handle on things, i think i’ll be taking the next two days off for some personal days. i’ll be back on monday, hawks.” the name felt foreign on your lips and his wings twitched in response. you wordlessly spun on your heel and slammed hawks’s office door shut behind you. you could feel the stares from everyone in kei- hawks’s agency watching you, and you briefly shook your head when you saw kazuki before rushing out of the building, straight into the rain that had suddenly started to downpour. because of course it did.

as you walked in the rain to the bus stop, you ignored the frequent buzzing that came from your pocket.

“what else would you be?” echoed through your head, and you couldn’t believe that came from kei- his lips. what happened during his last mission? you shook your head to clear your thoughts.

“just an assistant,” you muttered under your breath. “what the hell, birdie?”

-

it was the middle of the night and you were sitting on your couch, eating from a carton of ice cream as you flipped through the channels on TV. you had finished your second movie of the night when you stumbled across the news. you paused when you saw hawks’s name flash across the bottom of the screen and you wanted to change the channel. but you couldn’t.

“eight hours later, the search and rescue has been completed. over 200 victims were rescued from the destruction thanks to the effort of our number two hero. thank you to pro hero hawks for being the first hero to respond, and the last to leave the tragic scene of the collapsed apartment complex.”

the reporter continued to talk about the injuries and the casualties, and you scanned the screen for him, not seeing a glimpse of red anywhere, save for some discarded feathers on the ground. you pulled out your phone immediately and searched online for something, anything about your- kei- hawks. your messages were full of texts from rumi and kazuki. a few from present mic, even a text from best jeanist’s assistant with a message from the pro.

suddenly, there was a knock on the door and you jumped off the couch. you glanced at the time, a little after midnight. you had hopes for who it was. you also didn’t know what you’d do if it was him. you slowly walked to the front door, willing your heart rate to calm down, and you reached forward to open the door.

you gasped at the sight in front of you, your phone clattering to the floor but you paid it no attention. hawks stood at your door, covered in dirt and dust and… blood? his jacket was gone, pants torn and ripped to barely there shreds of fabric. his flight goggles and headphones were gone, hair caked in dirt and sweat and he looked like he was seconds from falling over. he looked small without his massive wings behind him, most of the feathers left at the scene.

“‘m sorry. i tried, tried to go home. you were closer and,” hawks gestured to himself. “kind of grounded. i’m sorry, i can go.” he swayed a bit. you dove forward as he stumbled, and you held him up as he leaned into you. you kicked the door shut and you repositioned yourself to better support the hero as you walked towards your bathroom. “what are you doin’?” his voice was hoarse, and you made note to grab him water, as well as a million other things once you got him settled.

“first, im gonna clean you up. get some water for you, heat up some leftovers, and get you in clean clothes before i put you in bed.”

“what? no- i. i was horrible. you can’t… you can’t be nice to me. not after everything i said.” hawks said and you shushed him.

“shh, you’re going to wreck your voice more. we’ll talk once you’re taken care of.” you walked into the bathroom and made quick work of setting up a shower. you started to step away to grab towels and you felt a hand grab your arm.

“don’t leave me. please,” he rasped and you turned to face him, your heart aching at the sight in front of you. your keigo.

“not going anywhere. just grabbing towels, yeah?” you walked with him to the hallway, and you grabbed your fluffiest towels. you then grabbed a caddy full of keigo’s favorite toiletries. his shampoo, conditioner, body wash, and oil for his wings. he was missing a lot of feathers, but you’d take care of what was left. he was hurt, your birdie was hurt. it was your turn to be the hero, to make sure he was okay.

when you returned to the bathroom a minute later, keigo’s tired eyes lit up at your return.

“let’s get you in the shower, yeah?“ you set the towels down, put his supplies in the shower, and turned on the shower to his preferred temperature. you then walked to him and placed a gentle hand on his shirt. you glanced up at him and when he nodded, you gently began to peel his uniform off him. you quickly scanned him as you removed more articles of clothing, taking note of any new injuries and were relieved to see relatively little. once keigo had been stripped, you stepped into the shower with him, ignoring the fact you still had your t-shirt and sleep shorts on. your only focus was keigo right now, and you guided him under the shower head.

keigo’s exhaustion had seemed to hit as he leaned against you, and you supported him as you let the water get the top layer of grime off him. “there we go,” you soothed as you shifted, reaching for his shampoo. “there’s my birdie,” a weak chirp left him and you smiled sympathetically. “think you can sit so i can wash your hair?”

wordlessly, keigo moved to kneel down and once he settled, you began to scrub his hair. your hands worked in his hair until they ached, getting everything from the collapsed building from his hair before you added the shampoo. you took your time sudsing up his hair, and you smiled when you brushed some baby feathers in his hairline that caused keigo to coo quietly. keigo pressed a kiss to your stomach as you worked and leaned into your touch, much like a cat being petted. you helped him stand back up once you were ready to wash his body, and keigo practically laid against the wall of the shower as you worked to clean him off efficiently but quickly.

what felt like ages later, you turned the shower off and wrapped keigo up in a towel. you used the other towel to pat your own clothes dry quickly before you started to towel dry his hair.

“why are you… being so nice to me?” keigo asked and you frowned.

“i’m always going to care about you, pretty bird. you were a dick earlier,” you admitted. “but like it or not, you’ve wormed your way into my heart. you deserve to be taken care of, kei. we both know you don’t do it enough for yourself.” you moved to stand behind keigo and you looked at him in the mirror. “is it okay if i touch them?” you glanced at his baby wings and back at him. you held the oil in your hand, letting him see what your intentions were and you panicked when you saw his eyes fill with tears.

-

keigo couldn’t believe it. he had been horrible to you. he had tried to be horrible, he had never planned to come back to you this way. but he did and you? you dumbfounded him with how you treated him. as if you had just had a little spat over him breaking your heart. he could feel your heartbeat change during the conversation you two had in his office, he could practically hear your heart breaking over his words. but when he came to you, bloody and dirty, wings practically gone, and you treated him so tenderly. so… lovingly. when the first tear slid down his cheek, a dam broke. keigo chirped in surprise as you spun him around before he threw himself into your arms. he sobbed as he clung to you, as if you’d vanish into nothingness if he let go.

your arms immediately tightened around him and you used one hand to stroke his wing, the other combed through his hair so gently, sad warbles left his throat. “whatever happened,” you started. “we’ll handle it. me and you, yeah?” keigo tried to respond but couldn’t force any words out, more chirps leaving him as he nodded against your neck. “that’s my songbird.” you held him until his sobs turned into soft cries, and the cries into the occasional sniffle. keigo’s wing twitched as he felt you began to pay more attention to the feathers, and his eyes began to well up with tears again as he realized. you were preening him.

you’ve straightened his feathers out before a handful of times, usually for shoots or press interviews. he’s never had this much attention paid to them before, never in such a caring way at least. his body became lax against you, pleased coos and quiet chirps leaving his throat every now and then.

once you had finished, you led keigo to your room. you walked to the drawer with keigo’s things and he watched as you pulled out clothes for him to sleep in. “gonna change out of my wet clothes real quick, okay?” he nodded and you smiled softly at him before walking to your own side of the dresser. the two of you got dressed in a comfortable silence and you guided him to the living room, where minutes later, you settled onto the couch with dinner. keigo stayed curled into your side and you seemed perfectly content as you stroked his hair.

what felt like an eternity later, keigo was finally able to speak again. “i tried to come home. when i got off that mission. it.. it went horrible and i just wanted you. but i fail- they had told me i failed. i wasn’t as efficient as i should be, one of the villains had managed to escape before i caught him again. if i was a proficient hero, he never would have gotten a chance to get away.” you looked up as keigo spoke, and keigo struggled to maintain eye contact with you. you always seemed to see him, and that was terrifying.

“so i was already beating myself up when they sent me to another disaster, to redeem myself,” he quoted and you scowled at the words. “and i did better, that’s what they told me. and for a minute, i didn’t feel like a failure anymore. i felt worthy of my hero title so i…”

“you stayed busy, worked harder and harder to get rid of that bad feeling.” you finished for him and keigo nodded.

“but no matter what i did, how many patrols i went on, how many hours late i worked, it wasn’t good enough. they said i’m letting personal things get in the way of me being a good hero, that i was a better hero alone.” keigo trailed off and you looked sad, yet angry at the same time.

“they were the reason for our fight.” you said and keigo hummed in response.

“still. i never should have said what i did,” keigo cupped your cheek and you leaned into the touch. “i need you to know. need you to know you’re so much more to me than an assistant. maybe i’m a worse hero for it, but i love you. i love you, so much.” keigo’s voice shook and you scooted closer to him.

“i love you too,” you whispered. you glanced at keigo’s lips then back up at him, golden gaze meeting your own. you leaned in and brushed your lips against his, and keigo let out a soft breath as he kissed you. he had kissed you countless times, but none had ever been this soft. this slow, this.. vulnerable. there was no rush, nothing you were aiming for. just the two of you intertwined, and keigo didn’t break the kiss until he was out of breath, and he smiled at the quiet whine you made. “i think,” you said after a minute. “you need a few days to recover. bed rest, doctor’s orders.”

“you’re a doctor now, hmm?” keigo smiled as he pressed lazy kisses down your jaw and you pulled a blanket over the two of you. “can’t argue with doctor’s orders.”

“bed rest is the first step in treatment. cuddles could speed up the healing process, as well.” you said matter-of-factly as you tangled your legs with his own. keigo closed his eyes as you buried your face into his chest, and as you rubbed his back, keigo’s thoughts became fuzzy.

“careful, will stay here forever.” you nuzzled closer and keigo vaguely remembered your reply before you fell asleep.

“i’d love nothing more.”

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any way can u write an enemies to lovers w nat (precrash) nat and r hate each other, rest of the yellowjackets are annoyed w them not getting along so they forge an intervention (stick them both in a room and force them to bond) heavy denial about liking each other

𝗕𝗟𝗔𝗖𝗞 𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗥 ★ 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗆𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗉𝗋𝖾-𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖾𝖽𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇

cw. fighting, smoking weed.

wc. 3.2k

n/a. tysm for the request, i hope u like it :) and sorry abt the delay, it took me a while to come up with the beef between them 😭

You tried to forcefully jiggle the door open, but despite your efforts, it remained stubbornly closed.

Nat let out a frustrated sigh and spoke up, "Just stop, it's not gonna work." She said, watching you from the corner of the room.

You turned to her, frowning, and sat on the floor with crossed legs, a few feet away from her.

You should’ve known this was going to happen.

“Give it back you asshole!” Nat exclaimed, annoyance evident in her voice as she reached out for your hand. It held a small bag you had taken from her just moments ago.

“Dude, we’ve got practice in an hour, get your shit together,” you retorted, withdrawing your hand and using the other to push her away.

“I just wanna have a fucking smoke,” she argued, “It’s not that big of a deal. Don’t be a moron,” she said, her anger palpable.

“What is going on with you two?” Jackie intervened, clearly annoyed and confused.

“Just the usual, Y/n’s being a fucking dick,” Nat complained.

“I’m not.” You rolled your eyes, turning to Jackie, “Jackie, could you please tell Nat to be responsible for once in her fucking life and go od after practice? Not before.” You complained to her.

"Fuck you!" Nat exclaimed, shoving you on the shoulder.

"No, fuck you!" you shot back, pushing her in return.

Before you knew it, the two of you were engaged in a childish fight until Jackie and Tai intervened, separating the both of you.

"I don't know what the hell’s been going on between you two, but you need to stop. Right now." Tai said, her tone firm and assured.

"Yeah, this behaviour is starting to affect the team," Jackie added. "Everyone's noticed, even the coach. So cut it out. Consider this your final warning."

"You know what? Fuck it." Nat said, walking past Tai. She turned to face you and pointed at your chest. "And fuck you," she said, before finally leaving.

You shrugged, letting out a stressed sigh, and shook your head in disagreement as you walked out of the room behind her.

Little did you know that the whole team was plotting against you, scheming to trap you and Nat in the gym’s backroom. They played you like fools, telling each of you to grab more soccer balls. Nat fell for it first and slipped away without you even noticing. By the time you entered the room and noticed her holding two soccer balls in her arms, someone had already locked the door behind you, leaving you both stuck inside.

Time crawled by, only ten minutes passing, yet it felt like an eternity. Stranded in that room, both of you had stupidly left your phones outside. There was nothing in that cramped space to distract you except each other, and well, that wasn't even an option at this point. So, you were left alone with your own thoughts, and let me tell you, it wasn't a pleasant experience.

Your eyes kept darting around the room, desperate to avoid making eye contact with Nat. You shifted your position, uncrossing your legs and propping them up in front of you, knees bent. Without even realizing it, you began tapping your foot up and down, making the sole of your shoe smack against the floor.

"Can you stop that?" Nat snapped, clearly annoyed by your restless behavior.

You stopped your foot's movements, but you didn't bother to respond. An eye roll was all she got from you.

In an attempt to get comfortable, Nat got up and rummaged through a box filled with brand new, unworn Yellowjackets sweaters. She grabbed one, went back to her spot, and laid down on her back, using the sweater as a makeshift pillow. With one forearm covering her eyes, shielding them from the dim light, she rested her other hand on her stomach.

A few more minutes passed, in complete silence.

Wait a minute, you thought, a realization hitting you like a lightning bolt. Your hands instinctively shot towards your left pocket, and a wave of relief washed over you as you felt the familiar presence. No fucking way. Thank god. Hastily, you slipped your hand into your pocket, retrieving the small bag of weed and rolling paper that you had swiped from Nat during your argument earlier today. And as luck would have it, you always carried a lighter with you, just in case of an "emergency." You were damn well prepared.

Wasting no time, you excitedly cracked open the bag, readying your supplies with lightning speed. You skillfully rolled up a joint in a matter of seconds. Once you were finished, you placed it between your lips, holding it firmly, and with a flick of your thumb, the little flame on the lighter sprang to life. Bringing the flame close to the joint, you lit it up, shielding it with your other hand to ensure a perfect burn.

Interrupted by the all-too-familiar sound, Nat sluggishly shifted her forearm away from her eyes. As her gaze adjusted to the light, she turned to you, her eyes widening in disbelief.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” She blurted out, incredulous, sitting up abruptly. "Is that my stash?" she questioned, her tone a mix of surprise and accusation.

"Indeed it is," you responded, taking a deep drag from the joint. As you exhaled a cloud of smoke, Nat continued to stare at you, her expression transitioning from disbelief to annoyance.

"What?" you asked casually, relishing in the playful taunting. "I mean, it's not like we're going to practice today, right?"

"I can't fucking believe you," she muttered, disbelief and amusement evident in her voice as she let out a chuckle.

Extending your arm, you offered her the joint, a mischievous glint in your eyes. For a moment, she hesitated, but let's face it, there was nothing else to do in that stuffy room, and she was starting to go crazy. Besides, she had been craving a smoke ever since you snatched her stash earlier, so why not indulge?

Nat stood up from her spot and made her way toward you. As she lowered herself to sit down, just a few inches away from you, she reached out and took the joint from your fingers. Inhaling deeply, she mirrored your sitting position, her arm resting on her knee as she brought the joint close to her mouth for another drag.

The two of you remained in a comfortable silence, sharing the joint between you, the smoke weaving its way through the air. Eventually, Nat broke the silence.

"I didn't know you smoked," she remarked, her curiosity evident in her tone.

"Well, there's a lot you don't know about me," you replied cryptically.

Nat's expression turned serious, but a hint of amusement flickered in her eyes. "Well, I do know you're an asshole," she asserted, maintaining a deadpan face.

A playful grin tugged at your lips as you matched her tone. "You think you're funny, huh?" you retorted.

"Hey, it's the truth," she said, a touch of seriousness creeping into her voice. But you brushed it off, choosing to ignore her comment for now.

"Can I ask why?" Nat inquired, breaking the silence once more.

"Why what?" you replied, feigning ignorance, though you knew exactly what she was referring to.

"Why have you been acting like this?" she pressed. "One day we were cool, and then suddenly you turned into a total dickhead."

“You're a pain in my ass too, y’know?" you retorted, feeling the need to defend yourself.

"But I am because you are," she shot back, her argument strong.

You let out a sigh, feeling the weight of the question hanging in the air. Slowly, you brought the joint to your lips once again, taking a deliberate drag before exhaling, the smoke dissipating into the room. Your eyes fixed on the wall ahead, lost in thought.

"You really don't know, do you?" you murmured, the words almost escaping as a whisper.

Nat turned to look at you, her brows furrowing and her gaze filled with confusion, searching for answers.

You couldn't help but chuckle, a nervous yet affectionate sound escaping your lips, as you deliberately avoided meeting her gaze.

“It’s stupid,” you said with a sigh, “Now that I think about it, it wasn’t even your fault.”

“What is it?” she asked, her confusion evident.

Nat and you used to be good friends. While you weren't particularly close during school hours, barely acknowledging each other as you passed in the hallways with a simple nod, you were close enough to hang out after practice pretty much every day. You both would head to the parking lot and lie down on the trunk of Nat's car. There, you would gaze at the sky as it gradually darkened, listening to music, either talking or simply revelling in the comforting silence. It sort of became your thing, a little secret that held great importance to you.

However, as time went on and your conversations deepened, you couldn't help but develop feelings for her. You would eagerly await the end of practice just to see her again, to enjoy the privacy of each other's company.

But then, you stopped showing up.

"Do you remember that day when Shauna kicked the ball so hard that it hit Van directly in the face and gave her a concussion?" you asked her.

"Yeah, of course I do," she replied with a chuckle, recalling the incident vividly. "And we had to call an ambulance and ended up leaving practice half an hour early."

You chuckled along. "Exactly. And had planned to meet at our spot, but I told you I needed to grab something from my locker. So, you said you'd wait for me there."

She nodded, her brow furrowing as she tried to piece the puzzle together. "Yeah, and then you never showed up. Not that day or any day after."

You nodded, feeling a bit guilty. "Well, I did go to my locker to get something, but that's beside the point," you began, your voice tinged with regret. "The thing is, as I walked back to the parking lot and opened the building door to step outside, I could see your car perfectly. You weren't lying on the trunk as we always did though. Instead, you were standing beside it, with your back turned to me," you explained, "And as I approached, I realized that you weren't alone."

Nat's face shifted from confusion to realization, but she remained silent, giving you space to explain.

"As I got closer, I saw the guy leaning in," you continued, furrowing your eyebrows as you recalled the memory. "And then you kissed." The words hung heavy in the air as you conveyed the pain and disappointment you had felt at that moment. "I didn't want to interrupt or cause a scene, so I turned around and walked away. Seeing you with someone else, especially after realizing my own feelings for you, was more than I could handle."

You paused, letting the weight of your words settle between you. "I didn't have the courage to confront you about it then, and I thought it would be easier to distance myself instead. But it wasn't your fault. I guess I was just angry because I wanted to be with you so badly but I couldn’t have you, so I started acting like an asshole. I'm sorry," you said, your voice filled with genuine remorse. Your gaze remained fixed on the floor, unable to meet her eyes. Embarrassment weighed heavily on you.

Nat let out a frustrated sigh, running her fingers through her hair in a stressed gesture. "Damn it, Y/n," she sighed. "I had no idea," she admitted, her voice tinged with surprise and frustration. "The guy you saw me with was Kevyn," She started explaining, "As I was walking to my car, we happened to cross paths, and he said he needed to talk to me about something. We started walking together towards my car, and long story short, he confessed his feelings for me and then kissed me. I was completely caught off guard, so it took me a few seconds to react, but I pushed him away. I guess you didn't see that part," she said, her voice tinged with frustration. "I rejected him right away, Y/n. I told him that I had feelings for someone else, and he apologized for kissing me like that and left."

You listened, your heart sinking with every word she spoke. The truth unfolded before you, and you realized how mistaken you had been.

"I waited for you," Nat continued, her voice laced with a touch of sadness. "I waited for an hour, then two, but you never showed up. I thought something might have happened, but you didn't respond to any of my texts, and I got worried." She paused, her expression reflecting the hurt she had felt. "The next day, I saw you at practice, and I felt relieved, thinking everything was okay. But you wouldn't even look at me. And then, you didn't show up at our spot either."

She took a deep breath. "I thought you didn't want to be my friend anymore or something, I don’t know. I got really upset and wanted to talk to you about it, but then you started acting like an asshole. So, I got mad and started acting like that as well. But I never understood why. I guess I just went along with it."

Nat's voice softened, revealing the depth of her emotions. "I started hating you so much because you were the only person I could truly be myself with. I loved you, Y/n, and then you just left without an explanation."

As she poured her heart out, you finally looked up, meeting her gaze. The raw emotions in her eyes mirrored your own.

Tears welled up in your eyes, "I'm so sorry, Nat," you whispered, "I misunderstood everything, I’m so dumb,” A single tear escaped your eye, rolling down your cheek.

Nat's expression softened further, her eyes filled with understanding. "It's alright, Y/n," she reassured you, her voice gentle and soothing. "I had no idea that you saw me with Kevyn, and I never meant to hurt you." With a gentle touch, she used her thumb to wipe away the tears from your cheeks.

"I missed you so much," you confessed, your gaze locked with hers.

A small, affectionate smile graced Nat's lips. "I missed you too, you dumbass," she replied, the gentle teasing highlighting the warmth in her voice.

You extended your arms and pulled her into a tight hug. She reciprocated it, her arms wrapping around you, and her fingers caressed your hair soothingly.

The two of you remained locked in the embrace for a moment, finding solace and comfort in each other's arms. However, the sound of someone fumbling with the lock on the door shattered the tranquility, jolting both of you back to reality. Instinctively, you pulled away from each other, your hearts racing.

"Shit! The stash!" Nat exclaimed in a whisper, a sudden realization dawning upon her. She swiftly moved and positioned herself on top of it, acting on reflex to conceal it from view.

Just as you both scrambled to compose yourselves, the door swung open, revealing Misty standing in the doorway.

As she stepped into the room, she started rambling, divulging how she had overheard a conversation between Tai, Jackie, and Van, who planned to lock the both of you up in the gym's backroom. Misty, in her usual saviour complex fashion, sprung into action, determined to rescue you from such a predicament. She told you to make your exit discreetly through the back, ensuring that the girls wouldn't catch sight of you leaving. Grateful for her intervention, you and Nat thanked her.

However, Misty seemed to be in a talkative mood, wanting to continue the conversation, until Nat, with her characteristic straightforwardness, couldn't help but say, “Okay, Misty, we get it.” She said, her tone laced with annoyance. “Thanks again for your help. See you later.”

Understanding the hint, Misty finally caught on and nodded, her enthusiasm momentarily dampened. "Sure thing," she replied, slightly deflated. "Take care, you two. See you around."

With that, Misty left the room, leaving the two of you alone once again.

"You're so rude to her," you playfully remarked, nudging Nat with your elbow and letting out a light chuckle as the both of you stood up, ready to leave the room.

Nat shrugged, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Can't help it," she replied, reaching down to grab her stash and rising to her feet. Then, she turned to you, her gaze softening. "Hey," she called, her voice tinged with shyness. "Would you want to come with me? Like, to the trunk. You know, to catch up and stuff."

A smile spread across your face, accompanied by a gentle blush. "That'd be awesome," you responded, excitement lacing your voice. "But before we head there, can you come to my locker with me?"

"Of course I will," Nat agreed, her tone filled with assurance. "Wouldn't want you slipping away again, not on my watch," she added jokingly.

You chuckled sarcastically, unable to resist teasing her in return. "Ha, you know what should be on your watch though? That big-ass green stain on your butt." A mischievous smirk adorned your face.

Nat's eyes widened, and she quickly spun around to inspect her shorts, discovering the noticeable stain caused by sitting on top of the stash. Feeling a twinge of embarrassment, she hastily patted her shorts, trying to remove the stain as best as she could. "Shut up," she mumbled, a slight blush coloring her cheeks. "Let's go," she said, taking the lead and walking out of the room. You followed closely behind her, a content smile playing on your lips.

As you both stood by your locker, Nat stood beside you, watching curiously as you opened the lock. With a few swift movements, you arranged some items and retrieved a small box that had been carefully hidden in the back.

You retrieved the box and handed it to Nat, who looked at you with confusion and intrigue. "What's this?" she asked, her voice laced with curiosity as she opened it.

"This is what I was getting from my locker that day," you revealed, "About a week before that, I remember we were listening to the radio together, and 'Black Star' by Radiohead started playing. You mentioned how much you loved that song. So, when I got home, I decided to make you a mixtape with songs I like that have a similar vibe."

You watched as Nat's eyes widened, the realization dawning upon her. "You made me a mixtape?" she asked surprised, her fingers brushing against the cassette tape inside.

You nodded, a small smile playing on your lips. "Yes, I did. But, obviously, I didn't give it to you back then because of everything that happened," you continued, "But I've held onto it all this time, just in case."

Her gaze met yours, and you could see the fondness reflected in her eyes. "This is so dope," she exclaimed, a hint of a smile tugging at the corners of her lips. “Thank you, Y/n."

Another smile spread across your face at her words. "You're welcome," you replied. "Now, let's go to your car so we can listen to it together." Without hesitation, you gently took her hand, intertwining your fingers, and led the way toward the exit, making your way to her trunk.

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[yowyowyaoi]

Itachi’s Daily Texts from the Akatsuki

From Konan

Nobody eats until you come out and eat with us 😤

Thank you! You’re the only one who even noticed 💙

You need to do a better job of hiding that kitten lol  it pushed open your door and walked down the hallway again

Of course! You know where I keep it you don’t even have to ask 😊

I know I’ve spoken to Nagato about them he’ll handle it

You have GOT to come try this new massage chair I got it’s heaven 😌

From Deidara

Come on I was just kidding!!

Please call him off if he bites off my hand again Sasori said he won’t replace it 😔

Sharingan is not art it’s dirty cheating 

The counter is covered with plates of eggs, did you do that weird sleepwalking thing again?!

Me and Hidan and maybe Tobi. Come on take the stick out of your ass and just come with us!

I’ll paint them if you braid my hair first.

Why do you always blame me?? Hidan probably took it!

Omfg I SWEAR I meant that for Sasori!! 😳 Please please don’t show Kisame he’ll kill me 😫

From Zetsu

He’s just so emotional is that an Uchiha trait?

I can literally smell your exhaustion you need to go and rest

Yeah very cute. Be a shame if someone ate it 👀

He was doing fine. Got a lot taller. Looks a lot like you in the face.

No I’m glad you made him leave that dude freaked even ME out 😵‍💫

From “Tobi” aka Obito

Can I borrow your face cream? This mask makes my skin itch like crazy!

God stop it man are you TRYING to speed up going blind?!

Would he take your last name or would you take his? 🤔

No. Never. They think I’m a dumbass, remember?

Little more time in the sun would probably help 🤷🏻‍♂️

“Crushes” are for little kids. And anyway he hates me 😔

I thought about that yeah. Reminded me of your mom’s. She always made the best ones.

I’m not sure of anything kid. But we’re in it too far to back out.

Idk you just looked super pale

Ask Sasori to make you more, they’re helping a little 

Idc what Zetsu says. I can do a lotta shit but cannibalism isn’t one of them 🤢

You think I didn’t see you sneak in that pie? Either share or I’m telling Kisame.

From Nagato

Come and join Konan and I for tea. We’ve got a new blend we think you’ll like.

Permission granted. Just be back within three days, I’ll be sending you two on a mission then.

Thank you for the tips. My eyes feel much better now.

Take your time reading it. When you finish I’d love to discuss some of the themes with you.

I know you dislike meat but perhaps a bit more protein might help improve your stamina.

I don’t mind but do not let Kakuzu see it.

From Hidan

Movies with me and blondie?

Yeah but he’s half-animal right? Still counts, pervert.

PLEASE make the splinters in the ass joke PLEASE I AM BEGGING YOU😭😭😭

If I didn’t take a piece you would have ate the whole fucking thing yourself and your stomach would burst. You’re welcome 😊

No that was definitely Deidara’s gay ass

Mask boy’s looking for you

Oh right like Kisame wouldn’t beat my ass for that 🙄 Nice try asshole

God damn it’s 3am when the FUCK do you sleep?!

We’re not “plotting” anything just come with ffs 🤦‍♂️

It was an accident and I didn’t even look that long don’t tell her she’ll slice me up with that sharp-ass paper 😖

From Kakuzu

You always being on time with your rent is most appreciated.

To be honest I don’t really know. But at this point I’m too far into my feelings for him so this is my life now. 

Getting enough sleep is important. Nagato agrees that a new mattress would be in your best interests. No arguments.

I’ve ripped off his leg and made it clear it won’t be returned until he returns your property to you.

I’ll consult with Sasori and get back to you.

Konan is insisting everyone text you to come down to eat. It’s my turn. Be advised that continued delay will result in one or more of us coming and retrieving you by force.

From Sasori

Please inform me right away if you notice any adverse side effects. I may need to change the medication or adjust the dosage.

Oh, thank you for reminding me. I wouldn’t want a repeat of last year. What sort of gift do you think I should give him?

You’re more than welcome to anytime. You know I don’t sleep.

Finding the correct body is the most difficult part. All that follows is merely routine.

He can be very sensitive. I’m still learning to decipher and appropriately react to his emotions.

May I borrow that book when you’ve finished it?

Heh. That’s actually very funny.

Try not to overdo it. Your chakra levels still haven’t recovered from the last time.

You may want to hurry back. Zetsu has been circling outside your door like an animal and trying to sniff under it. That lock may not hold.

From Kisame

You remembered your meds today right?

Did you eat?

Yeah? I bet I could work out that tension 😏

Cake is not acceptable for every meal, Itachi.

I got a new blanket, very soft. Come test it out with me 💙

I’ll talk to him about it don’t worry.

For God’s sake just TAKE A NAP!

Have fun but watch your back, I don’t trust those two.

Pretty warm out tonight. Midnight swim later? 😏

You left your necklace on my dresser

Leave it there. You’ve already got one illicit pet you don’t need a second.

I’m cooking, you’re eating. No objections.

My hands are craving being in your hair 😔

I did not eat him. Zetsu is a liar.

You got any more pics like that? Please? 👀

I 💙 you too

#itachi uchiha #texting #the akatsuki #kisaita #kisame x itachi #kisame hoshigaki #hidan #deidara #kakuzu #sasori #zetsu #nagato #konan #🦈🍡 #Akatsuki Daily Texts Series

[whereisten]

hihi again, if you still can, can you do one with 20 and 42 or 28 and 146 with yuta? xoxo <3

So SO sorry for the delay😭 here it is! I hope you like it❤️

20-“If you die, I’m gonna kill you.”

42-how have you survived this long by yourself?

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The Marriage Mission

Pairing: Secret Agent!Yuta X Secret Agent!Y/N

Summary: You and Yuta are secret agents that are paired up for a big mission, and despite hating each other’s guts, you get married..makes sense, right?

Contains: enemies to lovers shenanigans, fluff, comedy?, suggestive/smutty scenes (nothing too detailed..unless you want that later ;)), violence, gun mention, knife mention, cursing, 5.4k words (AHHH really didnt want it to be so long)

“There’s no way in hell I’m working with that bastard!” You slammed your assignment folder onto your boss’ desk.

“Come on, Haechan, this guy nearly cost the lives of four men during a mission in Tokyo, why in the world would you allow him to come here?”

Haechan stared at the folder. “Do you really think you have a say in this, Agent 73?”

You swallowed hard.

“Your last partner is in the ICU as we speak! You need every last bit of help you can get regardless of where it comes from. Now sit down!”

You immediately sat in the chair across from him. “I’ve handled almost every solo mission you’ve given me since, come on Haechan.”

“Yuta is top of his class not only in Osaka, but in the world. You should be jumping at the opportunity to work with someone like him. You’ve failed more than once and I’ve been very tempted to fire you and get you out of my hair, but you’ve got irreplaceable talent too.”

Haechan sighed and crossed his hands over the folder.

“Which is why I need the two of you to work together on this. The subject is a powerful man. We’ll need your talent and Yuta’s brains to capture him. There is no way you can do this one on your own.”

“Sir.. the guy is not that great, how do you know he won’t get us both killed and get this agency exposed? Based on the Tokyo case, I can tell that he’s erratic! He doesn’t act…rationally.”

“Is that what you read in the file..or is that what your dumbass buddies told you?” 

You heard a voice echo from behind you.

You closed your eyes. “Shit.”

Haechan smiled as he looked at the man behind you. “Ah Yuta, nice of you to join us, please take a seat.”

Yuta, dressed in a tight long sleeve blue collar shirt, sits beside you. The watch on his wrist is silver and big, and he smells like lavender and mint. You hated the fact that you liked it. “It” being everything he wore. His long black hair was pulled back into a low bun so you could see his sharp facial features clearly.

“So as I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted..” Haechan gave you a stern glare.

“With Yuta’s knowledge of Japanese, and your beauty, grace and other talents… we can capture the subject..”

“Does the subject only speak Japanese? Wh-“

Yuta interrupts you. “No, he speaks a total of seven languages, but speaks to his henchmen in Japanese only..I’ll be able to listen in and understand exactly what he says..while you..wait, what do you do again?” He chuckles as he turns to you.

Your eyes widen. “Don’t ask me what I do, just uphold your end and don’t get us killed.”

“Well..I’ll leave you two alone to plan. Remember, I don’t give a damn how it gets done, just do it.” Haechan stands up and walks out leaving the two of you to talk.

You sigh and hold your head in your hands. “I should’ve just quit last week.”

———

You and Yuta had two weeks to prepare to ambush your subject, Ren. He was a powerful cartel operator with connections that ran deep in too many cities to count and your agency needed to take him down as the police couldn’t.

You met with Yuta at a cafe. He was looking different from the first time you met him. He wore a simple T-shirt with black jeans, converse and aviator sunglasses. His hair was now in a half-up, half down style with a few strands gracing his face.  His slender fingers flipped through the pages of your brief and you could help but notice how well manicured his nails were. 

After about 30 minutes of silence, Yuta finally speaks. 

“So..what’s our plan?” He closes the folder and sits back in his chair at the relatively empty cafe.

You look out the window and cross your arms on the table. “I don’t know..you’re the one with the brains apparently.”

Yuta chuckles before taking a sip of his iced coffee.

“I say we knock him out and drag him in, but that would be a bit..erratic, wouldn’t it?”

You smiled and leaned back into your chair.

“I’m not gonna apologize for that, I trust what my coworkers have said about you.”

“And I didn’t ask for an apology, did I?”

Yuta smiles back, his eyes glistened in the afternoon sun.

“Listen, sweetheart, I hate you just as much as you hate me. I don’t see your importance to this mission, and I really think I should do this on my own, you’ll just get in the way.”

You furrowed your brows and leaned in closer to him.

“First of all, don’t call me sweetheart. Second of all, if Haechan trusted you enough to complete this on your own, he would’ve let you. Don’t get upset with me at your incompetence.” You rolled your eyes.

“Incompetence?” Yuta chuckles. “I'm not the one who let my partner end up in the ICU.”

You grabbed the butter knife on the table and stood up quickly. You were about to hold it to his throat when he grabbed your wrist and twisted your arm.

“Ahh!” You groan in pain as you open your fist to let the knife fall.

The workers in the cafe stare at the both of you in shock.

Yuta quickly let you go and grabbed the file from the table.

You wince and hold your wrist to your chest. “You bastard.”

“Come on sweetheart, let’s get out of here.” He fakes a smile while waving to the baristas and grabs you by the arm to walk you outside.

“Try that again, and I’ll put you right alongside your buddy in the ICU myself.” He says through gritted teeth.

You pull yourself away from him.

“Fuck you!”

You walk away and head to your apartment.

Yuta laughs to himself.

“This is gonna be fun.”

———

[A few days later]

You couldn’t stop thinking about Yuta. He was a gorgeous man with a tempting voice and charm about him. Yeah, you wanted to slap him most of the time, but you liked how he handled you and returned your smart remarks like they were nothing.

You shook your head. “What am I thinking?” You said to yourself as you walked home with groceries in hand.

But you knew exactly what you were thinking, you liked Yuta..a lot.

Surprisingly, Yuta felt the same way. He was blessed and cursed with the gift to acutely observe everything in front of him. He liked the depth of your eyes and the way your hands held everything so gently. He liked the scent of your conditioner, pineapple and coconut, he guessed and was actually correct. He even liked the way you spoke to him. He had never had a partner like you, so daring, so smart, and yet so beautiful.

You stumble into your apartment with groceries in hand, but you stop when you notice that a pair of slippers are at your front door.

You quickly place your bags down and grab the gun hidden under your kitchen counter. You hold it up and walk sideways through your apartment. You don’t hear or sense any one, but someone had to be inside. 

And then you hear your toilet flush.

You stand outside of the door ready to fire at whoever was inside.

“Whew..do not go in there for a few minutes.” Yuta walks out and stops when he sees you.

“Oh..hey.”

You relax your arms and hold your gun to your side. “Yuta, what the hell? How did you get in here? And what are you doing using my bathroom?! Are you insane?!”

Yuta walks by you and to the living room.

“Sweetheart, you left the window open. That’s a rookie mistake.”

“Well, I’m on the 20th floor, I don’t exactly expect anyone but Spiderman to break in. So who gave you a key?”

He looks at his nails and sits back into your couch. “No one did, I memorized the pattern on your key the other day at the cafe and made my own.”

“Yuta! That’s crazy! You can’t just do that.”

“And you can’t just lunge at my throat with a butter knife and yet, you did.” He smirks.

You scoff. “I’m not sorry about that. You’re unbelievable, I can’t wait for this mission to be complete, so you can go back to Japan and leave me the hell alone.”

You start to unpack your groceries. You didn’t notice that Yuta watched you carefully. He liked your hair, the smoothness of your skin and the way you pout your lips. For someone in this industry, you looked soft and gentle. You were too beautiful for this line of work and it frustrates him.

He clears his throat. “Speaking of the mission, any ideas yet?”

“Hmm I’m not sure, I’ve read over the file a few times and the only thing that sticks out to me is the fact that he likes to sleep with married women..it’s weird and feels unnecessary for our mission, but I’m sure we could use that information.”

“I see.” Yuta nods and sticks his hands into the pocket of his hoodie.

“We could get one of his ex lovers to get him into a room, we ambush him and-“ you continue.

“No..that’s too much to risk, chances are his partners are under constant surveillance even if they are only exes.”

You sigh. “You’re right.”

“However…we could get him to fall for you..it wouldn’t be difficult.”

You raised your brows and smiled confidently. “Oh? Is it because I’m so pretty and charming?”

Yuta leaned forward with his elbows on his knees as he thought about the plan. “No, it’s because you’re easy..he’s easy too.”

You frowned and slammed your fridge door shut.

“If we pretend that we’re married, he’ll instantly feel attracted and drawn to you.”

“Ew no, next plan.” You shook your coat off.

“Y/n, we don’t have time for this, just pretend for one night.” Yuta rolls his eyes.

“I’m not doing it, there has to be another solution.”

“The best way to get a man to be vulnerable is to get him behind closed doors with lustful eyes only for you..”

“That’s not the part that bothers me, Yuta.” You stand in front of him with your hands on your hips.

“Believe me, I’m not thrilled to be married to a wench like you, but we’re getting paid for this. Plus, we already fight like a married couple.”

You bite your bottom lip and look away. “Did you just call me a wench?”

“Do you prefer “sweetheart” now?” He asks sarcastically.

“Fine, let’s do this your way and watch this mission fail. Now, get out.”

Yuta smiles widely and pats his lap. “Come on, honey, just once before your hubby hits the road.”

“GET. OUT!”

———

[The Night of the Gala]

Yuta’s mouth fell open when you walked out of your apartment. You looked effortlessly stunning in a long black dress that hugged your curves. The accentuation of your cleavage made his face turn red and he was hopeful that it was too dark outside for you to notice.

Unfortunately for him, you did. You smirked and stepped closer to him. 

“Are you trying to catch flies with that mouth?” You taunted.

Yuta chuckled and his white teeth showed brightly in the night. You couldn’t help but smile back.

“You look amazing.” He whispered once you stood right in front of him.

“I know. Now are you gonna open the door like a fine gentleman,…husband?”

Yuta put his hands in the pockets of his black tuxedo and nodded.

“Yes, but one more thing..”

You looked down as he took his hand in yours.

He then revealed a gold ring with a stunning sapphire colored stone in the center. It wasn’t too big nor too small, it was just right.

Your eyes widened. “Wh-where did you get this?”

Yuta only smiled softly as he placed it onto your ring finger.

“And how is it a perfect fit?”

“Sweetheart I’m a trained secret agent, you don’t think I could guess your size?”

He teased you by glancing at your cleavage.

“Ugh..why do I even bother?” You shook your head.

“And it’s my grandmother’s..”

You gasped.

“Oh no..Yuta I cant..”

“But I want you to…” he looked into your eyes as his voice deepened.

“Just for tonight, sweetheart, let’s make it official.”

You swallowed hard and watched as he opened the door to the limo.

While in the limo, Yuta looked out of the window to avoid staring at you. He could watch you all night. Your face feels warm as you stare at the ring and think of how he looked at you with desire in his eyes.

You startled him when you intertwined your fingers with his. 

He quickly turned to you. "w-what are you doing?"

"Just practicing.." you smiled and Yuta could feel himself falling more and more in love with you. He stares at your lips donning a red shade that compliments your skin tone. 

He then looks away and continues to hold your hand. “I think it’s because you’re nervous.”

You scoff. “Ugh, you’re the worst. Just be thankful I’m even touching you right now.”

After about 20 minutes, you arrived at the gala. You got out of the limo and nudged Yuta’s side.

“If you die, I’m gonna kill you” you try to say menacingly, but Yuta can’t take you seriously.

“Good one sweetheart, kill me when I’m already dead.” Yuta smirks before kissing you. You’re stunned at first, maybe even frightened. His eyes were closed and you realized that this was part of the mission.

You quickly closed yours as well and turned your head. He was a good kisser, great even. He held your face gently in his hands and deepened the kiss. You expected him to pull away, but he only held you close.

It felt like you both had been waiting centuries for this and didn’t want to stop. But after a few long seconds, he lets you go and looks into your eyes before smiling.

“Just practicing...Your lipstick is still intact so that’s good.”

You nod and blink rapidly before heading inside.

———

While at the gala, you easily spot Ren and work your way towards him together with your arms locked around each other.

Ren’s eyes quickly fall onto yours as you pretend to walk by.

“Hi, who are you? I don’t believe we’ve met before.”

He stops a conversation with him and three other men just to acknowledge your presence.

“Oh…hi, my name is Athena..and this is my husband, Kento.” You smile and tug Yuta closer to you.

Ren smiles, but his eyes are still stuck on you.

“Oh? Married? What a lucky man.” He chuckles.

“Yes, well, if you’ll excuse me, I must find the washroom.” Yuta steps away, leaving you to complete the first part of the mission: Seduce Ren.

And within just a few minutes, it works. The men Ren was speaking with before you came by, walked away and joined the rest of the party, leaving you and Ren alone to flirt.

“You’re so beautiful, I’d love to take you out sometime.” 

You bat your eyelashes and smile. “Thank you, sir, I’d love that, but more than ever, I’d love to go somewhere a bit more quiet than here.” You look up at him with wide eyes. Ren was about 6’3 and fit, his stature was intimidating, but you knew he had no idea who you really were so you just had to keep going.

Ren takes your hand and kisses it. “Of course..I’ll show you my art collection, if that’s alright with you..”

Ren takes you to the west wing of the mansion. You studied a blueprint of his home and knew that his master bedroom was just a floor above the art room, he clearly planned to take you there after.

You and Ren spoke for nearly 30 minutes in the art room about the history of the pieces and your lives as well. You pretended to be a stay at home wife who was unhappy with her husband, while Ren pretended to be an auctioneer. You both lied, but only one of you actually knew that.

“Well, I suppose that’s enough for tonight..” Ren steps toward the entry way with your hand in his.

“Ren..I would really like..to spend more time with you.” You step closer to him. 

He watches your lips and lowers his head so that he may kiss them, you close your eyes and get ready for it, but then—

“Oh! There you are!” Yuta speeds towards the two of you.

You stare at him in shock.

“I was looking for you everywhere, but this mansion is just so big ha ha!”

Yuta takes your hand.

Ren nearly tugs you back towards him, but lets you go as to not cause a scene.

“I was able to show your wife what I thought was some of the finest pieces to ever be created by man, but I discovered that she is in fact the most beautiful art in the world. She’s priceless.”

You blink rapidly and watch Ren blush. Was he really falling for you?

Yuta pulls you closer to his side and looks into your eyes. You look back at him.

“Yes..I know, she is truly the prettiest sight.”

And for a moment, you sense sincerity in his tone.

“I must get going..Athena, I hope to see you again later.” Ren smiles and walks away as Yuta takes you by the hand and kisses it.

He was jealous and couldn’t hide it for longer than he did. 

Confused, you lock eyes with him again, this time forgetting what you were supposed to be doing. You could see the envious glare in his eyes. He’s captivating in his tuxedo with his hair pulled back, a strand dangling in front of his forehead perfectly.

You pull him to a bathroom upstairs and scold him for nearly messing up the mission.

“You nearly fucked up the mission! We have to get close to him even if that means seducing him, Yuta! This was the plan!”

“Shhh..” he places a finger over your lips, your face softens as you fall into the wall behind you gently. Yuta steps forward, looking down on you as you gaze up at him in confusion.

“The man sees thousands of women every week..are you sure you’re ready for him? What makes you worthy of his time?” Yuta smirks.

You cower and begin to stutter.

“I-I’m a woman, a beautiful woman actually, it’s not that difficult. He was already falling for me.”

Yuta scoffs and looks at your neck. “The good thing is, you smell good..but what are you wearing underneath this..if anything?”

Your eyes widen and you push him off of you. “What kind of shit are you trying to pull right now? And why are you so jealous?”

Yuta smiles and turns to you. “Hey. I just wanna make sure you’re able to really “wow” the man…because if you don’t, this mission will fail.”

He crosses his arms and leans onto the wall.

You roll your eyes. “Fine..I’ll show you what I’m wearing.”

Yuta smiles and nods.

“…that way you’ll be mad as hell while I’m with him and not you.”

His smile falters slightly at your statement. 

You zip your dress down as you walk towards Yuta slowly, watching his eyes trace over your shoulders and then your curves.

You wore a red lingerie set with a garter belt to match. Your breasts rested wonderfully in the red lace bra with a bow at the front. Your thong had a matching bow at the back, so you stepped out of the dress now on the floor and spun around for Yuta to see it.

Yuta swallowed hard at the sight. You looked amazing. He wanted to wrap his arms around you while taking a taste of your sweet, glowing skin.

You turned to face him. “You want to unwrap the bows..don’t you?” You teased.

Yuta looked away and chuckled.

You stepped closer to him so your chest lay right on top of his as you dragged your left leg up. “What’s wrong? You’re the one that wants to see what another man is getting later on.”

Yuta swallowed hard before walking away from you.

“Put your dress back on, let’s finish this. Seduce the bastard so I never have to see you again.”

You smirked and did as he demanded. Once you were dressed, you both went to leave, but as soon as Yuta opened the door, you were faced with Ren and two of his henchmen.

“Oh…shit.” Yuta says.

“Who the fuck are you people? No, you know what? Get them!” He yelled in Japanese as his two men ran after you. 

You quickly grabbed the soap dispenser from the counter and hit it hard against the giant’s head. Yuta fought the other with punches to his chest before grabbing a knife from his jacket. He swung it at the man who backed away before lunging forward to grab it.

You ran over to try to help him, but you suddenly felt arms around your waist.

Ren grabbed you harshly and threw you into the counter. You cried out as your rib crashed against the edge of it.

Yuta immediately looked over and gave his enemy one final finishing punch. He was done with him and made helping you his top priority.

Ren grabbed you by the throat and pushed your body into the wall.

“You’re way too pretty to be an assassin, what a shame. I was actually starting to like you.” He smirked as he choked you.

Yuta was about to grab his arm when your enemy rose up from his slumber to take him down.

You quickly spit in Ren’s eye, causing him to yell and loosen his grip. You then punched him in the rib and jammed your heel onto his foot. Ren falls to the floor in pain.

You look at Yuta who struggles to overpower his enemy, and just as you’re about to help him, Ren grabs your ankle to bring you to the ground with him. You try to fight him off but he grabs both wrists and pins them above your head. You had clearly underestimated how powerful he was.

He holds both wrists in one hand tightly and starts to repeatedly punch your side with his other fist. He kneeled over you and completely controlled your body with his impressive strength.

“Ahh!” You cry out as a sharp pain starts to build. You knew that you were just seconds away from having a rib or two be completely broken at the hands of Ren.

Yuta finally stabs his enemy in the side and runs over to punt Ren, knocking him unconscious.

Yuta pushes him off of you and helps you up.

“Shit..this hurts.” You whimper.

“Damn it, you’re a weakling. How have you survived this long by yourself?” He places your arm over his shoulder as he hurries you out of the mansion. The people downstairs are oblivious to everything that happened so you get out quickly.

“Oh shut up, you weren’t exactly giving John Wick back there.” You mumbled.

Yuta could only laugh as he helped you into your shared Porsche dropped off by another undercover agent.

“God, these seats are uncomfortable.” You wince as the pain radiates through you.

“Stop whining before I give you something to whine about.”

Yuta says as he drives with one hand on the wheel.

Your mouth fell open. “And what do you mean by that?”

Yuta smirks. “I guess you’ll just have to find out.”

You rolled your eyes. 

He drove you back to your place and helped you inside once he was sure no one had followed you.

“How are you feeling?”

He asks as he holds your hand and helps you inside.

“Like shit.” You groan.

“Help me take this dress off please.”

Yuta zips your dress down slowly and laughs, his steamy breath hits your lower back, making you shiver. His hands run over your sides before he pecks a light kiss on the place you felt a nasty bruise forming at.

You fidget, not because it was painful, but because you truly didn’t expect the affectionate gesture from him. It makes your heart weak.

“Well there goes our brilliant plan of seduction.” He whispers against it while looking up at you.

You smile to yourself. “Hmm not exactly.”

Yuta drags the dress down over your bottom, his fingers pressing into the soft skin of your thighs carefully..purposefully.

“What do you mean by that?” He raises an eyebrow. He then grips your ankle and takes it out of your heel and you’ve never felt more like a princess.

“I’d say I seduced at least one man tonight.”

Yuta chuckles. “Is that so?”

He stands up straight.

You hesitate because you’re not confident that Yuta feels the same way after tonight. It was just a mission and you two swore to hate each other, but what was this tension between you?

With your back still facing him you whisper “They’re yours to unwrap tonight.”

You can feel his warmth over you, you feel his staggered breathing and his delicate fingers playing with the ribbons on your thong. His other hand snakes its way up your abdomen to cup your breast for a moment. He then begins to play with the ribbon of your bra while you exhale shakily

But he won’t do anything, he won’t unwrap the bow and make love to you like you so desperately want him to.

“Hmm..if this is all you have to offer, I don’t need it.” He teases and turns away.

Your chest falls and you flick your head to him in disbelief.

“What?!”

He sits down on your couch and spreads his arms across it. You fight the urge to smack the smirk off of his face. Here you were on full display in a $300 lingerie set for him and it still wasn’t enough.

“Listen..lace is nice and all, but what makes you think I haven’t seen it already?”

You scoff. “You know what, forget I even said anything!” You march to your room and start to take your garter belt off, but he walks in after you and spins you around. He kisses you suddenly and deeply for the second time tonight, turning his head as his arms hug your back.

You bring your body closer to him, but he still doesn’t bring your pelvis to his like you quietly begged him to.

He drags the straps of your bra down and begins to kiss along your jaw and then your neck.

You whimper quietly as to not inflate his ego, but the truth was, his lips felt amazing on your heated skin. 

He continues down to the tops of your breasts, but doesn’t lower your bra. Instead, he resumes kissing your lips and running his hands down your back.

He pulls away to breathe and looks into your eyes while licking his lips. “You should get some rest and take care of your side.”

Your mouth falls open as your brows furrow.

He walks back out of the room and gathers his things.

“You bastard! Do you want me to beg? Why do I even try? I hate you! Ugh!”

“I love you too, honey. I’ll see you tomorrow.” He says in a mockingly sweet tone and closes your front door.

You fall into the bed and exhale loudly.

———

The next day, you received a knock on your door around 2.

You grabbed your gun and held it beside you before looking through your peephole.

It was a delivery man, but your enemies often dressed up as them so you didn’t open your door.

Your phone buzzed. 

*Text Received*

Yuta: You should open the door.

You stared back at your screen in confusion. How did he know that you received a package?

But you did as he said and took the package inside.

When you opened it you found a gorgeous purple, pink, and baby blue rhinestone bra and panty set. In the center of the bra and panty was a butterfly. The piece was magnificent and unlike anything you’d seen before, but you hadn’t ordered it. Then you looked at the gift note attached.

May fate bring us together again one day so I can see you in this. That ass is a present and I’d love to unwrap it.

Love, 

your incredibly hot and sexy husband, 

Yuta

“One day? What the hell is he talking about?”

Just then your phone rang and it was Haechan.

“Good afternoon, Agent 73, Ren is telling us everything we need to know. I’ll let you know when we have another job for you, Standbye...”

“Haechan, wait!” You paused. “I’m sorry, sir, Yuta and I didn’t complete our mission last night, Ren-“

“-was brought in this morning by Yuta himself, were you not there to be of assistance?” Haechan asks intimidatingly.

“Oh no…I’m sorry, yes I was there.” You lied to save yourself from Haechan’s scolding.

“….okay so..good job, now you and Yuta can go back to living separate lives. The good news is you didn't kill each other and Agent 44 is now responsive and out of the ICU. Agent 73, I’ll call you soon, standby.”

You hung up and stared at the last text Yuta sent you.

You quickly texted him back.

You: what did you do? How did you capture Ren on your own? Why didn’t you wake me up?

*message failed to send*

“Of fucking course”

Now that the mission was completed, neither of your phone numbers were valid. You had no connection to Yuta.

The truth was Yuta went back to the mansion after he left you. He was pissed that Ren hurt you and took matters into his own hands. He was so angry, he couldn’t bear to wait another day. So he followed him home, snuck into his room and beat the shit out of him when he was alone. He then tied him up and snuck him out of his place through some nearby bushes.

Ren was much bigger than him, but his training allowed him to easily restrain and carry him.

It was all for you at this point, he didn’t give a damn about the mission. Someone hurt you and he had to make sure they paid. Yuta had deep feelings for you, for you quickly attacked his heart with the first smile he ever saw gracing your beautiful face. 

Sadly, you didn’t know his affection ran this deep and he wasn’t sure if you felt the same way. 

You sat down on your couch and looked at the box while sighing. “Damn it, I really hate this guy.” But the truth was you didn’t. You liked him a lot and now that you were back to being alone, you couldn’t help but feel empty. You missed him and doubted that you’d ever see him again. 

It was almost like he was taunting you, leaving you with not only a fond memory of him, but with his grandmother’s ring on your finger as well. You stared at it for a few seconds, debating whether or not to take it off, but for some reason you didn’t.

Yuta was a lot of things, but a stupid man he was not. He planned to track you and keep you on his radar through the ring. He wasn’t sure how long or what he even planned to do with it, but he just had to know where you were in order to feel sane..just until the day you meet again.

Furthermore, the fact that you wore it for days..months after told him you actually did like the idea of being married to him. He closed the tracker app on his phone and stepped into his home in Japan with a smile on his face.

#nct #nct au #nct smut #nct scenarios #nct roleplay #nct oneshot #nct ff #nct fluff #nct fanfic #nct drabbles #nct yuta #yuta nakamoto #yuta x you #yuta x reader #nct boyfriend #nct x y/n #nct x you #nct romance #nct writing prompt #nct imagines #kpop fanfic #kpop imagines #kpop scenarios

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omg I love everything you write !!! sub jimin that talks a big game when he’s in the streets but when you’re alone let’s you use him however you want and for however long as you want 😭🫠

HOW DID YOU KNOW THAT I AM SUPER INTO COCKWARMING RN 😤😤😤 this is far from perfect but i hope you will enjoy regardless 🥺

still taking freaky deaky reqs if you've got something you wanna see!!

pairing: jimin x reader wordcount: 1.8k don't ask me idk what happened contains: idol-verse ig, established relationship, cockwarminggggg, lots of orgasm delay, dom!reader & sub!jimin, subspace, jimin takes a phone call while she sits on his dick 🥴, finger sucking, degradation if you REALLY squint, an In the Seom plug that tbh i should be getting paid for lmao, and some cute lil aftercare 🥰🥰🥰

“Babe, I can’t get this level. Can you try?”

It’s been– you glance at the time and are surprised to see, nearly an hour now– that you’ve spent sitting on your boyfriend’s cock while you play In the Seom.

You love using him like this, keeping yourself nice and full for as long as you want while you watch TV, or read, or even just scroll through your phone. And lately, it’s been while you play this stupidly addicting mobile game, at least until you run out of hearts.

You don’t ride. You don’t grind. You just enjoy the feeling of him snug inside your walls, keeping you stretched open.

It’s not torture. You know Jimin loves it too, you’ve talked about it dozens of times at this point. He loves the inherent validation he feels, the worthiness of being useful to you. He loves the physical intimacy of being as close to you as humanly possible. And he loves the way the gentle submission scratches his brain, encouraging him to let go of all the things he has to worry about and just… float off for a bit.

He usually softens inside you after a while, the comfortable closeness turning non-sexual until you decide to work him up again. But today you don’t have to do anything at all. He’s been rock hard the whole time, still is.

So today, it might be torture, a little bit. The good kind.

Jimin’s head is tipped back against the couch, his breathing gone so slow that for a second you think he might’ve fallen asleep– it certainly wouldn’t be the first time. But he gently comes to, blinking slowly, eyes rolling around enough to make you realize you’ve probably dragged him halfway out of subspace.

“Please, baby?” You ask softly, and he raises a hand for you to drop your phone into.

“I hate these stupid coconuts,” he murmurs as he taps at the screen. You tilt forward to lean against him and your cheek presses into the cotton fabric of his t-shirt. Jimin exhales the quietest little grunt at the brush of movement, so subtle that anyone who isn’t as attuned to him as you are would miss it entirely.

You can feel his heart beating in his chest as you nuzzle into him with a contented sigh.

You’re in such a mutually heightened state of awareness, picking up on every little detail of touch, contact, sensation, that you both nearly jump out of your skin when his phone starts to vibrate in his pocket.

He doesn’t move to get it at first, still frowning down at the impossible level on your phone screen, and you sit upright again.

“Go ahead,” you prompt. “Answer your phone, babe.” You take yours back from him– he lets go of it without a fight– and resolve to try the level one more time.

Jimin has to tilt his hips to dig into his pocket, and you watch his brows pinch together as he moves with you on top of him, hear the gasp of a moan he lets out at the smallest taste of friction as he shifts inside of you.

He settles, phone in hand, and glances at the screen. “It’s Namjoon,” he says, looking back up at you, full lips parted slightly to allow for shallow breathing.

“Don’t be rude,” you say firmly.

When he obediently presses the button to answer the call, you have to bite back a smile, setting your own phone down on the couch to fully zone in on your beautifully submissive boyfriend.

“Hi hyung,” Jimin starts, and Namjoon must immediately cut him off. “Hmm? What happened?”

You know Joon can ramble, and from the tinny sounds you can hear leaking out of the phone speaker, it sounds like he’s launching into some convoluted story. You figure you have a minute.

Jimin is so good, so willing, that when you press two fingers to his plush bottom lip, there isn’t even a millisecond where he fights or questions you. He just submits, opening up to suck the digits into his warm, wet mouth.

“So fucking perfect,” you murmur, doing your best to keep your voice soft enough that it won’t carry over the phone. He sucks diligently, even going so far as to hum around your fingers along with Namjoon’s story, to indicate he’s still listening even as his eyes drop closed again.

When they snap back open– he must’ve just been asked a question– you relent with a pleased smile, withdrawing your fingers so he can speak.

“Wait, so when do you need me to come back in to re-record?” There’s a look of intense concentration on his face as he attempts to process Namjoon’s response, clearly fighting to stay present in the moment and not slip back off into bliss.

With a soft sigh, you bring the fingers that he soaked so well to rest between your legs, and you start to trace slow, lazy circles around your clit.

The muscles in Jimin’s thighs clench beneath you, you can feel it, but he betrays no change in expression otherwise. You bring your free hand to his leg to gently massage the smooth skin there, encouraging release.

“Relax,” you mouth, and he nods, phone still pressed tight to his ear.

You let your eyes flutter closed, enjoying the pretty tones of your boyfriend’s voice as he works out scheduling logistics with his hyung while you continue to gently trace patterns over yourself. Heat starts to pool in your belly as you slowly increase the speed of your movements, and now you’re craving friction, too. But it feels so good to force yourself to wait, let yourself want, just a little bit longer. Patience is a virtue.

“Yeah, she’s here now.”

Your mind swims back to the present moment at Jimin’s words. He’s dropped his head down against the couch, eyes closed, and you see him chuckle at whatever Namjoon says like he’s mildly embarrassed. “Yeah, something like that. I gotta go, hyung. Okay, bye.”

He hangs up, lust-heavy eyelids lifting to meet your gaze, and you tilt your head to the side to indicate curiosity. “Was that about me?”

“Just at the end,” he says shyly, and you can already start to guess.

You squeeze your walls gently around his cock, for just a second, and watch with pleasure as your boyfriend’s eyes roll back in his head. “Fuck, baby.”

“What did Namjoon say?” You ask innocently. You squeeze again, enjoying the strangled whine you earn from Jimin, the way his fingers reflexively scramble to drag over the couch cushions as you envelop him in a tight pulse.

You know Joon is a freak. You have an idea of what it could be.

“He just– ngh, fuuuck–” you rudely interrupt him yet again, baring down for several seconds before you back off this time. You can feel his dick twitch as you release. Your hand is still circling your clit, and the steady pace mixed with the gorgeous sounds you’re working out of Jimin is enough to already have you close to the edge.

“He what?”

Jimin is panting now; your walls are slowly starting to grip around him as you bring yourself that much closer to coming. “He asked if I was about to give it to you.”

Your free hand moves to trace his jaw, and he instinctively tilts his head up to meet your touch. “He doesn’t know, does he?”

Jimin’s pupils are blown with lust as he shakes his head.

“Is that the truth?” You run your thumb lazily over his bottom lip. “You let your hyungs think that you wreck me, dominate me?”

Your legs are starting to shake now at the built-up pressure in your core. You’re actively holding off an orgasm, using every ounce of willpower you have. Just a little longer.

“They have no idea,” you murmur, giving a soft hum of disbelief. “No idea that you’re mine; my sextoy to use as I want, whenever I want, for as long as I want. My human furniture, who loves it when I sit on him.” Jimin is already nodding against your hand even though you haven’t asked a question of him, as if to agree, yes, he is, yes, he does.

“Our little secret. And you’re so good at it,” you purr. “So good for me.” Your voice shakes slightly; your composure is starting to falter from the effort it’s now taking to keep yourself from coming, the way you’re forcing yourself to hover right on the verge and squeezing tight around Jimin’s cock in the process.

“Are you gonna be good and come with me?” You lean forward to whisper the question in Jimin’s ear.

“Yes, fuck–” he groans, back arching at the very thought of pleasure after so much delay. “Want to come so bad, please, please.”

You move your hand just a little bit faster, in the perfect spot to finally send you over the edge. 

“Then come.” You just barely manage to get the words out before your orgasm hits you full-force, and you tilt your head back as you cry out and bare all the way down on Jimin’s cock.

You open your eyes to watch him as your cunt pulses over and over and over; these drawn-out, long-denied orgasms are insane, sometimes it feels like they last for minutes, and you can already see that Jimin is no match for the way your tight, wet heat is throbbing endlessly around him.

“Oh my god,” he gasps, convulsing against the couch and starting to moan loudly. “Oh fuck, fuck, I’m coming, yes, I’m–” As the words fall from his mouth and you feel his cock start to twitch, you roll your hips in one fluid arc, and the final gratification of friction right at his peak is enough to send him over the edge.

He comes with a sound that’s more like a scream.

The last of your own orgasm subsiding, you drop your head onto Jimin’s shoulder as you feel his cum spill out into you, thick and hot, filling you with everything you’ve worked up over the last hour.

As his moans trickle off into soft whines and whimpers, Jimin wordlessly brings his arms to wrap around your waist in an attempt to ground himself, to pull you impossibly closer. He’s starting to shiver a little, a normal physical reaction for him after one of your sessions, especially one this intense.

You lean over to grab the folded blanket off the back of the couch, shaking it out to wrap around the both of you. “Hey, you’re okay,” you murmur softly, pressing gentle kisses to his cheeks and forehead, bringing your hands to rub over his upper arms. “You did so good. My perfect little sub.”

Jimin can sometimes go non-verbal, or at least very quiet post-orgasm, but he seems to bounce back particularly quickly tonight. He squints a smile up at you, eyes turning into half-moons as he nestles down into the blanket.

“Can I see your phone?”

The question surprises you enough that you laugh a little. “Why?”

“I want to show those coconuts who’s boss.”

#jimin smut #jimin x reader #bts smut #bts x reader #anonymous

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My opinion on moon signs💯

Aries moon: you guys have such warm hearts but I’m not tryna get on your bad side either 😭😭. You guys are so passionate and nice everywhere so fast. You guys are the type of people who walk around VERY fast like you need to go somewhere. You guys always give people motivation to do things and hype up people. There energy is also very strong when they come to a room. feral ass mfs💀.

Taurus moon: I LOVE YALL SMM. You guys are so chill and just go w the flow. When you guys argue it’s always about some stupid thing💀. You either hate or love eating fast food, and like taking naps when bored. You guys are so picky w who you open up to tho. You guys can fall asleep so easily, y’all are the type of people who would fall asleep otp without meaning to. You guys are also either impatient or patient. STUBBORN ASFF, doesn’t give up for shit. I’ve dated a few of Taurus moons and their always nonchalant a lot of times unless they rlly like like u tho.

Gemini moon: You guys always either give off this anxious/chaotic ass energy or a very sly witty type of energy. Funny asf when it comes to arguing and roasting ppl😭. You guys have a solution for problems that come their way and find a way to make it better. I would pick u to be next to me if there was any roast battle or arguement with people. You guy get lost in your own chaotic and anxious thoughts you have on yourself or on others.

Cancer moon: You guys are so sweet and caring!! But please start putting yourself first, I know a lot of people rely on u but sometimes you just have to say no and just do something for yourself for once. I also admire how much you care about animals and other people's feelings. Yet, I think you do it a little too much at times. Start caring about your own feelings instead of others cause your only gonna damage yourself. I feel like u guys get told u look like your mother sometimes 😭😭.

Leo moon: You guys are so admirable and people can develop feelings for u very easily. You guys always keep your promises even if it’s big or small cause they know how it feels to have broken promises. You guys always never forget about the little things about people. Y’all are the definition of dramática/dramático☠️☠️. You always bright up the energy in a room. WE GET EACHOTEHR LIKE ALOT AND I HAVE SO MUCH FUN W U GUYS LIKE OMGG. WE HAVE THE SAME THOUGHTS FRFR. You guys are so bright and compassionate!!

Virgo: You guys are so secretly judge mental or it rlly shows in your face😭. Y’all are so responsible but a little to extra sometimes. Please take a break for one time instead trying to fix everything babes. On the other hand tho y’all are fun ash when you guys are laid back or chill but also rlly mature which kinda terrifies me sometimes… you guys are emotionally mature and know how to express your emotions or sometimes you guys delay your emotions. You guys are kind and very helping tho!!! ☺️ you guys are the type of people who volunteer certain causes or volunteer in general in places

Libra moon: ay dios mío…yall fall for sm people so easily it’s not even funny…💀. BUT YOU GUYS R SO FUNNY AND FUN 😭.. it’s js yalls love interest or love life are 😃…uhm interesting. YOU GUYS R SO KINDDDD AND HAVE SUCH PRETTY TRAITSSS. I WOULD PROBABLY DEPEND ON YOU WHEN IT COMES TO HAVING FUN OR SUM. (I sound so aggressive but it’s wtv) you guys are the type of people who leave other people on seen for the longest and then randomly text someone like heyyyy😇. But I love the fact that your always there for others or to cheer them up even if u don’t need to 😊. OH AND YOU GUYS PROBABLY GAD A FIRST LOVE OR LIKE KISSED SOMEONE AT A VERY YOUNG AGE.

Scorpio moon: ISTG YALL KNOW HOW TO USE WORDS SO GOOD😭😭. When you argue w people you woulf have the most valid points and manipulate the words n shit its scary. YALL HIDE SO MANY THINGS FROM PPL LIKE OMLL. You guys also do the wildest shit ever istg. You guys are so hot tho 😇. I think having Scorpio moon can also make ur eyes like very sly and luring tbh. Some of you guys change yourself alottt in order to fit in sometimes (this applies to more of the ppl who have this in 11h) when I’m with you guys we do crazy shit, you guys r so fun. You guys can lie with a straight face tho 😭😭. I feel bad for most of u guys tho cause from what I’ve seen most of your relationships with ur mothers aren’t the best.

Sagittarius moon: YALL ARE THE DEFINITION OF DOING CRAZY SHITTTT. You guys in general are crazy asfffff, you guys are always so optimistic. You guys are the type of people who ask the weirdest question ever like “do ants have sex?” They also ask them so randomly 😭😭. But I love u guys anyways and you guys also know how to beat someone’s ass tho.. you guys get so mixed up in your own feelings. You guys either care or don’t, you guys are very open towards things and are always willing to try new things. You guys always look lost sometimes tho.. even if ur not. You guys can look “dumb” but are very intelligent and can see through ppls bs sometimes.

Capricorn moon: bye I feel so bad for y’all 😭😭. You guys hide your feelings liek a lot or shield them from other people very often. YALL ALSO BARELY WEAR MAKEUP UNLESS ITS LIKE A FANCY EVENT THO. Just like Scorpio moon y’all have very serious issues w ur mom tho…🥲. BUT BRUV YALL HOLD SO MUCH POWER OVER PEOPLE LIKE ITS SO EASY FOR U GUYS TO MESS UP SOMEONES REPUTATION WHEN THEY MESS W U💀. you guys r also intimadtating or give off an intimating vibe. YOU ALSO KNOW HOW TI FIX THIBGS SO EASILYYY. You guys also be more close to ur father sometimes or not idk. I trust u guys a lot tho ☺️.

Aquarius moon: I BARELY MEET ANY AQAURIUS MOONS SO UHHH YEAH. you guys always deny how you feel most of the time, lack of emotional nurturing most of the time. YOU GUYS ALSO ARE VERY INTERESTING LIKE TELL ME ABT THAT ONE WEIRD ASS THING U WATCHED AS A KID😭. You also have different povs of things and try to understand the other differences towards things which I love!! You guys are so creative when it comes to everything and humor like the insults u make are so funny💀.

Pisces moon: You guys literally get away with everything it’s not even funny at this point, you guys can steal some dress and nobody would notice like ?!?!?! You guys have warm hearts but some of u guys are unstable sometimes 😭. (My mom has a pisces moon) you guys moods change very fasttt like you guys can be mad at someone and then 5 seconds later ur like 😃. Your relationship with ur father or mother might not be the best srry. YOU GUYS ARE SO CREATIVE THOOO AND INTELLIGENT LIKE U MAY NOT SEEM LIKE U ARE BUT IN REALITY U RLLY ARE YOU JS HIDE IT!! I love you guys so much but I can’t handle you guys sometimes..😰

(I sound so aggressive in most of these but ya😊)

#spotify #art #astrology #astrology observations #music #asteroid astrology #astrology chart #mf doom #playlist #rap #moon signs #aries #moon #pisces #Taurus #gemini #cancer #leo #virgo #libra #Scorpio #Sagittarius #Capricorn #aquarius

[cocomellxn]

While writing a celebrity au fanfic for tighnari I was blessed with the greatest idea of boxer/kickboxer tighnari and now I can’t get my mind off of it!!

So here are a few little head cannons and a short Drabble, I don’t play genshin anymore so I don’t know his personality all to well, please comment criticism!!

I hate the term “y/n” but I had no other choice but to use it once ☹️

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- I just have this huge idea that tighnari is extremely flexible- like, its crazy.

- imagine you’re in the same training room as him and all of a sudden he’s just down on the floor in the splits. I would fall over IMMEDIATELY

- leg over his head, holding it up with one hand like it’s nothing and I’d be all for it

- the way he would train too

- continuously hitting the punching bag until he’s panting

- sweat cascading down his temples as he continues to do hook kicks in the back of the room.

-thinking about it it would probably stinkso bad at the end of the day 😭

- he would not give it a rest until his legs are shaking and he physically can’t stand on his own.

Now since we got over how he would train let’s talk about how he’s do against a arch with you

- he won’t go easy on you that’s for sure. I hope you know how to put up a fight,

- this man’s agility has him moving at speeds I can’t comprehend

-he’d punch you square in the face, not a twinge of regret written on his face I wouldn’t mind ngl

- when in the rink he thinks of you as just another opponent, so don’t think you’re lucky.

-I’d kick his ass though

- ofc he’d apologize after(I’d hope- maybe not) but in his defense you kind of brought it upon yourself

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Landing another punch to his opponent's face, Tighnari knew that he had won. Not like it was new to him, he was one of the best.

His chest was heaving, you could hear the faint delay in his breaths as he leaned over the ropes to grab his water bottle.

"That was good." A voice commends. "I'm glad you took note of the points I asked you to correct. But make sure not to lean so heavily on one foot.”

Tighnari, internally moaned at the new disturbance. No, it’s not like he disliked his coach, in fact he adored them, it was just at times they were a bit overbearing. His coach knows very well what Tighnari’s half hearted 'hmm' means. " Cyno is not an easy nut to crack.”

“I’m sure I’ll be just fine, like always. No one yet was able to take me down I don’t plan on losing to a bunch of nobodies-” he was cut off when the familiar sound of your name fell from his coaches lips. Tighnari quickly closed his much, coughing a little in his hand to make the sudden cut of his sentence less awkward.

“That sure seemed to shut you up” —- stated with a chuckle. Although to tighnari it wasn’t a laughing matter.

He hated the way you’d always conveniently end up with the same training room as him. How you’d always be the closest to the the ring when it was his time to go. They way you’d smirk at him whenever you won a match against him. It irritated him to no end.

But even so, he always found his mind driving to you. The times you shared outside of kickboxing. The trips to the cafe, shared plane flights to world round tournaments(I like how I added that after I said outside of kickboxing…) just simply staying inside one of your apartments watching movies together.

He liked you, he just didn’t know it yet

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(Ngl I don’t feel like finishing this so have fun with a not so good Drabble) and I rushed it cause I have a lot to get done

Also if you’re one of the people who said tighnari would be a archer for the celebrity au, kys that’s so boring I physically can’t bring myself to write that, so kickboxer tighnari it is!! (This Is targeted to my paugers and Amara, watch yourselves)

#tighnari #x reader #tighnari x reader #tighnari genshin #genshin #tighnari x y/n #tighnari genshin impact #genshin fanfic #genshin headcanons #genshin x reader #genshin fluff

[fatallyfalling]

guys - please don���t kill me

this chapter is going so much longer than expected - and i got pulled in to working extra shifts this week :(( i promise it will go up in the next few days i’m so sorry 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

i hate delaying repeatedly i just have a lot going on atm with college - im working on finding a healthy balance :”(

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#finnick odair x reader #bitter water #i’m so sorry i’ll get it out asap !! #soup soupin’

[rewordthis]

Episode 19

Welcome to another episode of The Wrongest, yet again!

Right, so Nobara’s story was squeezed in just a few minutes before Mahito’s CT kicked in, huh? What am I supposed to say now? I guess we’re lucky Nanami Nation; at least our guy had more screen time than many, judging by how quickly Gege proceeds to finish off characters… 😬

As for those of you that still wait for her after a whole year (yeah some of your posts still find their way to my dash… use that shitty spoilers tag for crying out loud! 🙄) just forget about it already! You can’t save someone that had their brains blown away. Her eyeball was literally flying off and rolling on the fucking floor! That was gruesome no matter how you look at it. It made my skin crawl… Brrr I honestly don’t even want to think what poor Yuuji had to witness… and right after Nanamin no less…. 🥺

But wow! Nobara really was wild as a kid, that was funny to watch. It felt a little less lonesome that she had a friend during her childhood, other than Saori who was older and driven out. It was surprising that Fumi was also someone that had moved in to the village as well, but I suppose Nobara wouldn’t be making friends easily with the locals anyway. You know them and they know you too well to really get along in such small and secluded places. That example with the old lady, Fumi spoke about? Yeah… that was fucking on point.

The fact that her story was told through her friend’s point of view had me question the reasons as to why Gege did that. Perhaps because unlike Nanami, she had someone she shared her life with? I hope so. There were at least two people Nobara cared enough for, that were thinking of her. That in my book is really important. It means they all shared some kind of love— a friendship.

It made the fact that her grandmother was against her wishes to leave the village all the more painful, as if she was afraid of what might happen to her. Could she know? I mean she should know, about how dangerous fighting curses are. But does she know about the school? How the school works, I mean. Could it be she was a student at Jujutsu Tech herself? That would explain why they had such an awful fight over it, that caused Nobara to delay her transfer… 🧐

And then… the depiction of the seats Nobara had talked about in season 1. It was so heartwarming that Gojo and the kids were sitting on sofas. Sofas are heavy. You can’t easily move them. It just goes to show how deeply rooted are the feelings she has for them. It’s so fundamental, I can’t stress this enough. Even Fumi was sitting on an armchair before she was thought of as her younger self when Nobara first met her. She had grown to be just that important to her… 🥺

What I hate the most though, is the fact that everyone are far more knowledgable on jujutsu than Yuuji. He didn’t even realised that Mahito had a double. He’s so painfully clueless, just like we are! My boy saw that Nobara’s technique was activated on Mahito but he didn’t realised how it worked on him! The thought that there should be a portion of his soul at someplace else where Nobara was fighting with it, didn’t even crossed his mind!!! My boy is in for such huge pain if nobody decides to explain to him some fucking basic things!!! PLEASE!!! 🤬

But Nobara was onto Mahito quite quickly, and I hate that?! She would’ve been such a powerful sorcerer were she to survive. Grrr 😡

Both Gege and MAPPA were mean to Nobara-chan…

That curse has to be exorcised A!S!A!P!

Com’on Yuuji, I’m with you! We all are! I’m useless in jujutsu but I’m rooting for you!!! Don’t back down! Don’t let this pain bring you down! It’s time for you to stop feeling my boy!!! We’ll all wait for you to come out on the other side of your odyssey through hell!!! So buckle up, it’ll hurt!!! 🥺😭

#kugisaki nobara #itadori yuuji #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen 2nd season★ #episode rant #fandom talk

[firstdivisiongirl]

hihihii! I hope you’re doing well!

can I request a matchup (with a male specified please?)

I have a wavy short hair that’s shaped like a wolfcut, wavy eyelashes that naturally curls upward, dark brown eyes that look like black, caramel skin colour and I’m 5’5 tall, with a slight chubby figure.

my personality is that I’m an extroverted person (ESFP) who is the class clown, and i tend to actually become obnoxiously loud (out of instinct without me even realizing it) and crack up stupid jokes. I tend to talk back to others without even either thinking or have no hesitation, causing others to tell me to “shut up” or some 💩😭😭. I sometimes try to be quiet, but I’ll end up chit-chatting a lot in the end. But I don’t have anger issue, never really get angry easily, cz someone can spill a sweet drink on my clothes and I’ll be chill abt it. I also share food with ppl who I liked, i ain’t sharing it for those people who don’t deserve it aka people who i hate .

she/her, straight

Sometimes, I tend to have delayed reaction, like whenever someone tells me the meaning off the word i’ve been asking for the definition, it would take me up abt 30-60 seconds for me to process it 💀😭

My likes are eating whatever I want, AND DESSERTS! I absolutely love sweet food, or spicy/savoury food. I basically eat anything, as long as it is food and edible.

I hated it whenever someone goes through my phone, cockroaches and that’s it 😭😭

my love language is prob js a lot of hugging, time, and affection.

Hi. I am doing well and you can definitely have a matchup. Let’s see what fate has decided!

You got…

Buggy!!!!

I love Buggy and I hope you do too!

He’s a flashy man, so he will definitely your flashy personality!!!

You two would definitely talk for hours!

He’d find it really sweet that you share food with him.

He’d show you off to EVERYONE!!!! Mostly with tons of affection! That’s flashy!!!

You two would share stupid jokes with each other and laugh together!

He makes delayed reaction too, so you’d both be doing that! It’d be super cute!

Dates are definitely just going out to eat and anything you want to do! He’s nice like that.

I hope you like it!

#one piece #trafalgar d vivi #one piece matchups #one piece matchup #buggy d clown #buggy the clown #buggy one piece #captain buggy #op buggy

[eddies-artofsuffering]

steddie ask 1, 14, 16 please ☺️☺️☺️

Omg yes!!! Thank u for the ask heheh I’m extremely pleased to tell you❤️🥹

1. Why do I like this ship?

I guess the short answer is that I always get into a ship when I can see myself in the characters involved & I can see them loving each other that I want to be loved, and by far steddie are the closest to all of those things in any types of media I’ve seen (maybe the next closest is bbc Sherlock’s johnlock lmao) But the long answer is —I mean, I am a bi disaster myself, a lanky ass dude with dark curly hair and dark eyes who grew up closeted in a small town, and I spent a big portion of my teen years living with someone else other than my immediate family who was absent. I was known as a jock in high school, musician to those who knew me better, and secretly a big fuckin nerd who enjoy metal music in my own time. I knew monsters from whom I got PTSD, and I have both emotional/physical scars that will last me a lifetime. I really think steve and Eddie compliment each other because the way they need love & want to love are similar—and it happens to be the way I want it as well. So it’s really important for me to have these two idiots who share my past and present fall in love, you know?

14. Steve joining corroded coffin or just a fan?

Honestly????????? Kind of neither. Now don’t hate me just yet…. I just think that Steve would definitely supportive, but not necessarily in love (!) with the music itself. I believe he’ll be a fan of Eddie (eventually) and will help out here and there when they need it, maybe during the early days if they later become famous etc. but I feel like he wouldn’t really know or understand the ethos of CC. Like he’ll go along with it and will make it to the gigs and performances concerts etc but he’ll also have ear plugs with him bc it hurts his ears and he’s already suffering from head trauma ☠️Idk that’s my HC so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

16. Overdone HC

Again: I’ll premise it by saying that I absolutely love these overdone HCs: Eddie realizing that he’s gay before Steve realizing his own sexuality. The most common fanon I’d say is 1) Eddie knowing he’s gay whether he has experience or not 2) Steve’s bisexual awakening is Eddie and he consults Robin about it 3) Eddie being a flirty motherfucker whilst Steve (who’s normally smooth) being very flustered ™. Now I fuckin love this shit SO much and will read the hell out of it every time. But I do want more of oblivious Eddie whose sexuality crisis is super delayed bc of whatever reason, and Steve understanding / being well versed with the language of attraction from a young age regardless of gender, therefore having these epiphanies before even meeting Robin. Growing up I didn’t have a Robin 😭and I needed to figure shit out on my own. It was pretty apparent to me that I wasn’t straight since I was 12 or 13, and I want to see Steve in a similar situation who help Eddie navigate that!!! Which is why I’m writing a new fic exactly about this lmao. (Shameless promo)

#steddie #steddie ask #anon #I love u

[maldito-arbol]

Talon?! Polly is heart I’m calling it BE GAY DO CRIME!!! THE EYES THOSE GODDAMMED EYES >:((( Th atsmphere your making for this place is very crespy /pos mmm Anne gots trauma Holy fuck whats going on with this slide? Like it’s sick but also jesus i know it probably not Polly but NOOO “There’s a control panel there on the platform, multicolored (and yet still dull) buttons and a joystick there like this is some kind of video game. Huh. Marcy sure would like this.

Don’t keep your eyes closed forever, Anna-banana. I…need you, Anne.” So many PMIT vibes here mmmmmm Cmon Anne go with themmm GO ANNEEE “Something she fails to process is the glow of orange warm against her back, and the staticky sound of laughter following it.

“Flee, flee, little one. You’ll only delay the inevitable…”” AGARGAHSNEJSJSN MALLLL “Test 1: Escape the Waterpark Room.

Status: Passed.” OMGGGG YESSSS I LOVE THE TESTS IN PMIT HOLY FUCK Jajajshshsnsnnsuws Eating this scorpion and frog stuff, also Polly calling themself the scorpion?!

OOoo giant room!! “No, because when she looks at her reflection in the glass of the shelf beneath them, she remembers. Her front teeth jut out of her lip like fangs, two leaves stretch out on either side of her head instead of the normal curved ears she knows to be human, her eyes glow blue, and her fingers end in long, sharp thorns, claws more like. Her long hair spills over her shoulders and her back, a lot more than she’s expecting—when was the last time she got it cut? Feels like forever. But the strangest part, perhaps, lies in the two long, branchlike protrusions sprouting from her forehead—antlers .” All of the test thingys having cool ass designs fir Anne and Marcy omggg “Polly seems to shrink into herself suddenly, and Annie realizes only afterwards that a low, guttural sound is rumbling from the back of her own throat, steadily raising in both volume and pitch, and it’s frightening. Branches are sprouting now from her shoulders and her back, sharp teeth are digging into the soft flesh of her own inner cheeks, her claws are growing.” AHHSSJSM EATING THIS UP OMG OmG I HATE THE EYES /pos polly whyyy please don’t press buttons randomly 😭 POLLY AGAIN WHY?! /lh “There’s something she finally notices as she looks back at the colors. Excluding orange, every color of the rainbow is present there. And whatever, of course she recognizes a rainbow when she sees it, she’s a freaking lesbian.” Aggsjsjshsjskemss same Anne. Same THAT MOTHERFUCKER OF AN EYEBALL WHY ARE YOU HERE ARGRGDHEJS

“Test 2: Escape the Wine Cellar.

Status: Passed.“ wooop wooop “And yet every day she grew bigger and stronger and smarter, you grew wilder and meaner and full of unwanted cold blue power. You destroyed everything. You hurt everyone you loved. You ran and ran, chased by mobs of people with torches and pitchforks, you came here to get away from them, to get away from everyone because nobody saw you as anything more than a bloodthirsty monster.

All except little, innocent Polly. Polly has never once left her side.

“So what now? You want me to stand right here, or would you rather I run? I do love a good chase.”

You want me to hurt you, she realizes in the same instant her heart breaks. …why? Does her own sister see her as nothing more than a monster, just like everyone else? She pokes and prods Annie with little jabs aimed at her anger, just waiting for this side of her to awaken and unleash chaos, but she still flinches every time Annie so much as raises her hands near her. No. It’s more complicated than that. There’s something I’m missing. Something I’ve forgotten that I should be remembering now.” GOD MAL THIS SCENE ARGEHSJS ITS SO GOOD IM EATING IT BU,T THE ANGST OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO (sorry about the big copy and paste but it’s all so good) AYYY I WAS RIGHT ITS HEART, MMMM TH HEART ANGST HERE YUMMM

“You never left my side, did you, Polly?” She speaks now not as Anne, but as Annie-B. “Even with everything I did and everyone who was after me, you stuck with me anyway. That, I can count on.” She extends her hand, claws and all, and Heart stares at it. “And maybe I’m a fool for believing in the scorpion, but at least if we drown, we’ll drown together.”

Their eyes glitter, then soften. “Poetic, isn’t it?” They place their little hand in hers. “But surely a frog and a scorpion could make it across together. If they just tried.”” AHGATYEHSJS MAL 😭 HELP /POS “Final Test: Admit Defeat.

Status: Passed.” WOOP WOOP

MMMM HEART LORE!! Grgrgrgehrrr this is so well written Mal omg “And as Anne leans forward with interest, they begin their terrible, terrible tale.” GOD IM SO EXCISTED FOR THE HEART CHAPTER OMG OMG

Sorry this was mostly just saying how good it was lol, I’m not great at analysis 😅 hope you still enjoyed my rambling :)

Noooo no don’t apologize I LOVE your rambling, it gets me happy stimming so fast. It’s always just so nice to see ppl’s reactions to certain parts like omgomg I’ll be like “that was the exact part I wanted to see ur reaction to!!!” And start bouncing on walls

THANK YOU for this ask eating it

#ask mal #CMTO #hehehehe this was the kind of chapter I wanted to see ppl’s pure horror #like just the ‘OH FUCK’ moments #I’m gonna lose my mind when the Heart chapter happens I’m SO EXCITED

[helena-thessaloniki]

hi omg, me again (the anon who asked why about your rivamika journey and why you ship them) ((i am so sorry for spamming your ask box, i didn’t intend on sending in a response to your answer cause i hate disturbing you but)) THANK YOU so much for that insanely well thought out and explained response 😭 and please don’t ever apologise for having much to say, i genuinely love hearing from you so much!! evidently your insane talent for writing and words carries through to even conversational topics because i gobbled the entire answer up like i did your fics LOL. i’m seeing now why and how you’re such an amazing writer.

for the longest time, i couldn’t pinpoint what it was about rivamika that i LOVE (i’m a very emotional and intuition driven person so i sometimes can’t put words to what i feel), but your explanation was pretty much an emotions-to-words converter for me, and it even made me see a few details i never noticed before so i’m swooning all over again.

and obviously i can’t not talk about that excerpt at the end… you have no idea how happy reading that made me; i had literally just thought to myself “damn i wish helena had more fics on ao3 cause i’m done reading everything and now i feel lost and sad” hahaha 😭 it was SO good. thank you thank you 💖💖💖 i’m so excited to hear you have plans to publish more lil excerpts and pieces (though no pressure at all ofc!) 🥺 have a beautiful week ahead helena xx

please disturb away!! it's no disturbance at all (: I didn't have a tumblr until I started writing rivamika and my favorite part about this whole writing/fandom experience is getting to talk with others!

glad you enjoyed it, I really tried to be concise at first, then I was like aaah never mind. life is too short to worry about not being 'extra' hah

i'm glad it translated for you! that totally makes sense. I have no idea what type I am, I should reflect on that, but I feel like the vibe and chemistry and tension between rivamika is so intuitive too.

heh okay i'm so glad it made you happy because your messages really are such a gift that made me happy too. that feels incredibly vain but I think people like my work because most of it is canon compliant and it helps soothe that ache we all have of not seeing enough of 'em in canon right ? :o

i hope you have a great week! 🖤🖤 i'm notoriously horrendous about responding on time to all forms of messages, IRL and on here, but it's because my job is public speaking and community engagement yet I'm secretly a hardcore introvert and am easily wiped out. so i'm sorry for the delay but it really is not for any reason other than my limited energy levels ha!

#fandom friends are the best friends

[lovecolibri]

SaL anon here and since we had a moving on theme going earlier, let's continue that by talking about Three. So while the lyrics here have a bit more of an Alex feel and him living up to his father's expectations, I feel like the song easily applies to Michael too, and him living up to his town drunk persona. Again, it's a song I want to see for them is S3 to move on from those images. Among many is one of SaL best lines "my greatest failures on display with an asterisk worthy of love anyway".

Sleeping at Last Anon, my beloved! Sorry for the delayed reply. My niece was here for a few days and at 4 years old (going on 14 I swear) she has more energy than any human being has a right to! But I am here now and just in my feels about Alex, and Michael, but also Kyle and Liz a little bit too. (Please don’t ask me about how I feel about this song in relation to Evan Buckely or Eddie Diaz because I absolutely cannot with those feels right now 😭😭😭) This is one of my favorite of the Enneagram songs (I definitely have more of a 5 wing than a 3 wing, but there are lines in this one that hit particularly hard) so I’m very excited to talk about it!

So this song  really hits on the “I tried so hard to live up to XYZ but it was never enough but I’ve learned that it’s okay” feels which is what made me think of Liz and Kyle, both trying to be The Best Child to see if that eased the burden on their parents that they saw struggling. It actually also hits a bit on Isobel too now that I think about it, always trying to blend in and be the Ideal Human Woman. Uuuuugh, this song is just a great song and so perfect for character growth which is why it fits so well with everyone. 

But focusing back on Alex and Michael, these first two verses make me think of teen Michael, being so so smart at school and good with his hands and that still not being enough for a loving family to want him, and Alex rising through the military ranks and being awarded medals and his dad still hating him, and them finding in each other some of the acceptance they didn’t find anywhere else.

maybe i’ve done enough, and your golden child grew up. maybe this trophy isn’t real love- and with or without it, i’m good enough.

maybe i’ve done enough, finally catching up. for the first time i see an image of my brokenness utterly worthy of love. maybe i’ve done enough.

I am in paiiiin thinking about the first time Michael and Alex showed some of their ugly, broken sides to each other and were still loved. 😭😭😭

i finally see myself. through the eyes of no one else. it’s so exhausting on this silver screen where i play the role of anyone but me.

Oof, oof, oof. This is Michael as the town drunk who his sister questions if there is anyone he would risk everything to save. This is Alex, living under DADT and being a Manes Man. When we know these two just wanted to go to school, and make music, and build a life and a family together. These two who are so soft and gentle when they are allowed to drop the pretenses.

i finally see myself. unabridged and overwhelmed, a mess of a story i’m ashamed to tell, but i’m slowly learning how to break this spell. and i finally see myself.

The story of self-love and acceptance in this song is just *chef’s kiss*. I love the imagery here of “unabridged and overwhelmed, a mess of a story i’m ashamed to tell” it just gets me every time. This is such a mood for season 3 Michael and Alex and their growth as people and learning to accept themselves.

now i only want what’s real- to let my heart feel what it feels. gold, silver or bronze hold no value here, where work and rest are equally revered.

i only want what's real- i set aside the highlight reel, and leave my greatest failures on display with an asterisk worthy of love anyway

*sobs into pillow* Thinking that line “where work and rest are equally revered” and about Alex working himself to the bone digging into what his dad is doing, and the Caulfield, and then resurrecting Max, and then more Caulfield, and then Tripp and all the threads there, and about Michael staying up all night trying to find the pieces of a ship that could bring him home, and trying to figure out what the pods are made of and how they work, and trying to save Isobel, and then Max, and how both Alex and Michael seem to think if they are not doing then they are worthless. Thinking about them wanting something real because they have been hiding some part of themselves their whole lives. Thinking about them putting their greatest failures on display and knowing they are worth of love anyway (Sidebar, I’ve also got Buck saying “Love me anyway” on a loop in my head and it’s killing me). You’re correct, that line is absolutely one of his best and that’s saying something because he has a lot of good lines. But for sheer emotional power, that one is up there.

This song is so musically simple sounding which really brings the lyrics to the forefront. It has a lovely swell in the middle but that gut-punch of an ending line only having the piano is just so so perfect. Thanks for picking this one and giving me a reason to listen to it and cry a little. Season 3 needs to give us so Malex learning to love themselves!

#my sweet nonnie friends #sleeping at last anon #roswell nm #malex #alex manes #michael guerin #sleeping at last #three #don't mind me i'm just losing it in my feeling today #also don't @ me people you knew this was going to veer into talking about evan buckley #i can't help it! #if anyone needs to hear this song it's him #brb i'm going to go cry now

[m1ckeyb3rry]

baeeee idk how to use tumblr i hope this is one of the things u answer but anywaysssss i found you on ao3 and binged all ur stuff and wanted to say ur writing is so good it’s so hard to find fics like these with long plots and good chars so please keep writing omgggg all of them are my faves like endure and ship and swear 😍i’m loving those can’t wait to read more chapters whenever you post and maiden tag is also p good 😋😋

AHH YES IT IS SORRY FOR THE DELAY I’VE BEEN TESTING FOR TWO WEEKS AND WHEN I WASN’T TAKING AN EXAM I WAS STUDYING 😭💔 I’m finally finished though!!

Thank you for reading!! I’m glad you liked everything so much :) it means a lot. I love when fics have long plots but there’s not a ton of them out there (which is understandable, they take time and effort to write) so I’m happy to fill the niche.

ENDURE SWEAR AND SHIP ARE MY FAVS TOO!! They’re so much fun to write and even though endure is finished I always have so much fun whenever I go back to write bonus chapters. It’s my longest work (as of now, I think ship and maybe swear will end up longer) and I wrote it during a tough time during my life so it’s just very close to me. Sometimes I go back and read earlier chapters and cringe but that’s a part of growing as a writer. It’s also the only one of my works that’s gotten popular and I can attribute a solid majority of my reads even on other stories to how big it’s become, so I’ll always be thankful for that! It makes me so happy that so many other people love it the way I do. Also comments about how the story made someone cry always make me laugh lol.

Ship in the Harbor is honestly really fun too, it leaves a lot more room for creativity which I enjoy even though it does in a sense make the story more difficult to write. Half of my writing time for that story is just researching to make sure stuff is accurate 😭 Colt as a character is unfortunately pretty underrated so I don’t expect much to come out of that fic, which is almost nice in a way because I can really focus on doing whatever I want with it. Those who do read Ship always leave the sweetest most thoughtful comments though!! I love all of my readers very much ofc but it always makes me especially happy to get the comments that are like mini-essays hehehe.

Maiden Tag is just me writing whatever I feel like. It’s not at all a serious story so it’s pretty far from what I normally write, which makes me wonder if my pacing and development are fine, but at the same time it’s really more of a destress/therapeutic story that doesn’t take much effort on my part — which isn’t to say I’m not trying with it, because I am of , but I’m not worrying about constant plotting and foreshadowing and getting every detail accurate and meaningful the way I am with swear/SitH.

NOW THAT MY EXAMS ARE FINALLY DONE I CAN WRITE SM MORE 😍‼️ hopefully updates soon on everything…school burnt me out so much but now that I won’t have homework and whatnot I’ll be able to really just enjoy writing again. I’ve also been debating starting another au story just because they’re so fun and now that summer’s almost started I’ll have a lot of time 😩 ofc I DO have like 5 stories going on atm but what’s one more 🤤 it’ll be a lot but it’s honestly kinda helpful to have so much going on at once because I can procrastinate writing one story but writing another and that way everything gets done. Because sometimes I just want something light and fun like Maiden Tag or Eren’s All That, sometimes I want to do something more serious but am bored of canon (battle for trost is my enemy. I CANNOT write that arc fsr I just hate it so so much) so I’ll work on SitH. And when I’m missing canon and especially Eren I’ll write for Swear. Then I have a story for JJK which is separate LMAO.

Thank you again for the ask and sorry for the long response 😭 if you want to stay anonymous but also would like to send in more asks you can assign yourself an emoji (or not, it’s up to you!)