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angel-eyes05 · 1 year

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to leave the warmest bed i've ever known (part 2)

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pairing: spider-woman!reader x miguel o’hara

summary: life on the run is not for the weak. you're reminded of this once you run into someone you haven't seen in a while

warnings: a lot of angst (there'll be fluff and smut soon i swear i just feel like writing angst right now lmao), HUGE ATSV SPOILERS DO NOT READ THIS IF YOU HAVEN'T SEEN THIS MOVIE, mentions and descriptions of blood and injuries, this is so against canon its insane

word count: 2.2k

notes: ok so i changed my mind, miguel and the reader arent gonna make up just yet🤭. trust me when they do it'll be worth it lmao. im gonna need everyone to suspend their belief for the next chapters cause im kind of just making up the plot to beyond the spider-verse at this point for this silly little fic so just go with it

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God, this was very quickly turning out to be a very bad decision. The movies made being on the run seem a lot easier than this. What they had failed to include was how easily it was to get ambushed by Spider-Society members while hopping between the dimensions looking for Miles. Your little group basically had to hop through a bunch of different dimensions within a week and look for him there, then leave before HQ managed to track you guys down. You’re not sure how much time has passed since you left. Maybe a few weeks. Maybe a few months. The passage of time was pretty weird when you were constantly hopping through the fabric of space and time. All you knew is that your eyes had naturally dulled out the neon orange light that shined from the portals you were constantly jumping through. Luckily, none of your team had been caught yet. There had been a few close calls, but only two of those led to severe injuries, one of them being Gwen, and the other time being you.

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You and your team had been ambushed due to a malfunction with the portal opening. Each of you were put with your own variant to fight. Just to your luck, you were confronted by Jess. She looked awful to be honest. Stressed. She was probably put on finding you and your team while Miguel endlessly searched for Miles. This little wild goose chase had tired her out. Part of you felt bad. But that was very quickly overcome by the feeling of betrayal growing in your chest. You had a feeling she felt a similar way. “Please don’t make me do this. Just let me take you home,” she said weakly. Home. That’s right. That's basically what HQ had been to you before. You hadn’t been back to your Earth in five years, ever since Miguel caught you on the top of that building. Jessica was your first friend there. She had shown you the ropes to everything, been there for you during your lowest moments, and guided you to your highest ones. And now you had to repay her by sending her back to Miguel in a bloody pulp. You hated that this is how things had to go. But such was life for someone like you. “I have no home anymore,” you said at her monotonically before charging at her with your fists first. She’s quick to react, using one of her webs to swing away. It’s clear she doesn’t want to hurt you, each of her movements swift to defend herself, but never going on the offensive side. She could easily take you down if she wanted to. She had been doing this longer than you had and was more skilled than you too. She was going easy on you, desperately trying to show you she didn’t want to fight. But you didn’t care. You had put too much on the line to start to give up now.

The others had taken down their foes long before you had finished with Jess. You could see Gwen running up to you out of the corner of your eye, Ben tied up in a web behind her. You webbed her to the floor before she could get closer to the struggle you and Jess were currently in. You gave Gwen a quick, reassuring nod that she returned before running off to find the others. Once Gwen was out of sight, you quickly attached a web to Jess’ face, and pulled it down into your knee, knocking her glasses off her face and shattering on the floor. With her off her balance, you took the opportunity to try to knock her out. You slammed your fists into her face, one after the other, releasing all of the stress that had accumulated in your body over the past couple of months into her cheeks. You couldn’t see the damage you were doing, blinded by rage and betrayal and your fists blocking out her face. The only thing you could see was the blood splattering off of her face onto yours. You felt a voice in the back of your head begging you to stop. You desperately wanted to, but you had lost control of your body. Jess wasn’t the real person you wanted to hurt here, you already knew who that was. But she was the closest thing you could get to him right now. And if you were being honest with yourself, she wasn’t completely innocent to you either.

In her last desperate attempt to save herself, Jess shoved her forearm in the way of your balled up knuckles, grabbed a piece of shattered glass from her broken frames, and shoved it deep into your chest. Your reign of fury on her face suddenly stopped as pain quickly snapped through your body. You quickly fell to your knees, partially out of shock, and looked down to see the blood spilling out of your chest. As Jess dropped to her knees as well, you could finally get a gauge of the damage you’ve done. You couldn’t tell if the blood loss was making you see things, but her nose looked almost crooked, a dark cut slicing through the middle of it and blood pouring out of both nostrils. Both of her eyes were swollen, not entirely shut but on their way there. You looked down at your hands, the skin on your knuckles broken off and bleeding through the fabric of your suit, blending in with its natural red. They were trembling with a mixture of faded anger and new guilt. I never wanted to hurt her, you kept repeating to yourself in your head, as if it was going to make any difference. Maybe if you thought it hard enough, it would erase your actions. You suddenly flinched when you felt Jessica’s hand cupping your face. You looked up at her, mouth agape. Her soft thumb brushed your face as she stared lovingly at your face. So she did know. That made you feel a little less stupid when you broke down in front of her then and there. You just felt awful. Jess was your friend. Your best friend probably. And look at what you’ve done to her. You couldn’t understand how she managed to still be so soft with you, despite how much you’ve just mutilated her face.

It was ever harder for you to understand how quickly she enveloped you as soon as she saw the tears begin to streak her face. You didn’t deserve this. You should run away. You need to run away. You’re currently bleeding out, and you’re just sitting here, sobbing into the crook of her neck. She’s probably just stalling for time and holding you here until help comes for her. But the longer you sat here the longer you realized…this was just her. It was only Jess here. No help was coming. Jess just wanted to hold you again one last time before letting you run away again. Once you pulled away from her, she wiped away your tears. “Don’t let me catch you,” she whispered into your ear. It was a reminder to you that while she was still holding onto her beliefs, that didn’t mean she ever stopped caring for you. She helped to push you up off of the ground, her hands now covered in your blood. You began to walk away out of the dark alley to look for the others. Before leaving entirely, you turned around to look at Jess, still laying there. “I’ll find you once this is all over. So don’t you dare die on me, okay?” you shouted at her. She gave a simple nod in return, watching as you stumbled out of alley way. While you made the ultimate decision to let her live that day, you still had anger boiling up in your body. Somebody had to pay for all of this. All of this chaos that was about to unleash itself onto the multiverse. And you know exactly who did. And you didn’t intend to show him the same mercy you showed Jess. No. This was a job you intended to finish.

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Thankfully, your chest laceration healed up quicker than expected, allowing you and your teammates to get back on track. Images of your encounter with Jess replayed through your mind for the next couple of weeks. The only other person you told about the details of your brutalization of Jess was Peter B., knowing he would understand with all the hard decisions he’s had to make himself. Gwen and Hobie had also noticed that you were acting a little bit off, but you avoided the subject every time they would bring it up.

Suddenly though, it was happening. The moment you and your team had anticipated for the past couple of weeks. You were awoken by the bright glow of three orange portals opening up, three Spider-Men in each. Your team sprang awake and began to make a run for it. It was no use though, as one by one, each member of your team was separated by a different group of variants, until it was just you, Gwen, and Peter running. While you were running, you felt a hand yank at the hair on the back of your head. You quickly turned around and found Ben Reilly as the culprit. You didn’t hesitate to jump into the air and kick his face, pushing him off of you and onto the floor. As the three of you kept running, your attention was suddenly caught by something else. “Keep your hands off her! That one’s mine!” you heard the familiar voice call out to Ben. A chill went down your spine, as the three of you stopped dead in your tracks. You did it. You finally managed to lure the bat out of his cave. Before you could turn around and find the face that belonged to that deep, alluring voice, you were caught off guard as you felt a body dive into your stomach at full speed, knocking all of the air out of you lungs. The pure force of the dive pushed you and the figure into the brick wall of an abandoned building, crashing into the structure.

Vision and hearing fuzzy from the impact, you heard Gwen scream out your name and begin to start running to you, before her and Peter B. get swept up by their own variants to take care of. Your head throbs in pain as you look around the building, feeling a huge weight on your chest. You look down at the rest of your body to find what’s weighing you down so much. And it’s him. Miguel’s massive body laying on top of you, his head dug into your stomach and arms wrapped around your waist from the dive. You were partially in shock. First of all, from the fact that your first interaction with him in months is him attempting to kill you (although it’d be a lie to say you weren’t thinking similar things). Second, you were still reeling from the blow. And third, the most shocking of all, was that this was arousing you in some way. Despite how much anger you were feeling towards him right now, you still managed to get butterflies in your stomach from how much of him was on top of you right now. He basically enveloped all of the lower half of your body.

Shame and anger filled your body fast as you tried to push him off of you, any attempts in vain though due to how massive he was. He helped you though when he began to stand up, allowing you to get yourself up and dive through his legs as an escape. Just as you made your attempt to run out of the hole in the wall, away from a fight you know you couldn’t win, Miguel’s giant hand wrapped around your forearm. He pulled your body back to face him and slammed his massive fist into your face. Blood spurted out of your nose purely from the impact and you were nearly knocked onto the floor. You grabbed your nose in reaction and looked up at him towering over you, unable to make out his expression from his mask. “You must’ve been thinking about this encounter for a while. Have you been thinking about me, Miggy?” you quipped at him. Usually you spoke playfully with him whenever you were in a good mood with him, but this time it was your one desperate attempt to push down any feelings that would get in the way of you doing what needed to be done. “Don’t feel so flattered cariño. Whatever happens here isn’t personal,” he said in that deep, flirty tone you always found so sexy. But right now all it did was piss you off even more. “Keep telling yourself that if it makes you feel better,” you said, dropping the slight smirk you had on your face. Taking action right away, you charged right at him, ready to do it right this time. You just wished he had his mask off so you could look him dead straight in his crimson eyes as you killed him.

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a/n: i had night shift by lucy dacus on loop while writing the fight with jessica....thats all ill say on the matter. also sorry miguel's barely in this chapter i need to set up plot and shit. ALSO I JUST WANNA PREFACE, MY FIC TAKES PLACE A COUPLE OF MONTHS AFTER ACROSS THE SPIDERVERSE SO JESS HAD ALREADY GIVEN BIRTH. I SWEAR Y/N DID NOT JUST BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF A PREGNANT LADY💀💀💀

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bellalaufeyson69 · 1 year

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Peter Quill x Reader

Enemies to lovers (sort of)

Breakfast

(Spoiler if reading this next sentence! Takes place after GOTG and before GOTG3. Gamora is with the Ravagers and is no longer with Peter in any way. Also meaning that as confirmed by James Gunn, we the reader can understand what Groot says because we’ve been with him so long 🥹)

Description: Quill and Yn hardly ever get along and it’s gotten on everyone’s nerves. Nebula comes up with a solution to the problem by making them spend time together in hopes of working out the differences.

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Rays of sunlight burst through the wide front windows of the Milano as the team sat around the table waiting for Groot to finish the breakfast. We all took a straw from a hat daily to see who had the duty, though when any one of us pulled the straw and saw it said groot, we’d discretely pretended it said someone else’s name. It wasn’t that we didn’t trust him to be a good cook, it was just that he can get a little… distracted.

“What day is it today?” The tree pondered, looking over to Mantis awaiting an answer all the while completely unaware that a twig from his arm has now caught fire from the stove.

I was quick to catch this and jumped from my spot to put it out, though as I ran to help him I came crashing into a tall, decently sweaty Peter. “Common Quill!” I hissed before turning back to Groot only to be halted by his annoying voice.

“Oh like that was my fault,” he complained throwing his hands in the air and looking to the team for reassurance yet getting none as they tended to zone Peter and I’s arguments out.

“Maybe if you payed any attention to anything you ever do!” I snapped turning back to face him feeling a rise of irritation come over me causing me to completely forget why I’d even got up in the first place. “Also, you’re disgusting. We have showers for a reason, you literally soaked my arm in your nasty sweat,” I made a disturbed expression whilst wiping the warm wet liquid onto my pants.

He scoffed with an eye roll while taking a glance at the ceiling. “Im sorry if I get a little sweaty when I work out, it’s natural, and I was going to take a shower, not that it’s any of your business; after we ate breakfast.”

“How convenient, so we can all join together and eat while inhaling your B.O.”

“Oh would you two please just shut up! I’m sick of all the incessant bickering you make me want to rip my ears off,” Nebula intruded from beside Groot. She and Rocket had been busy helping Groot put out the small flame that Peter and I had long forgotten about. “You’ve been irritating because Gamora’s gone, and you’ve been a living-breathing brat ever since you failed the last mission,” she called out our behavior almost in a motherly way. She’s been weirdly diplomatic when dealing with us instead of just telling us to go yell at each other somewhere else.

With a huff I went back to my seat and sank in the chair feeling a tinge of embarrassment overwhelm me at the memory of that last mission. I had never failed before, and this time put everyone at danger because I couldn’t control my emotions and attacked a guard too soon. I got a lecture about it from pretty much everyone except Mantis and Groot. That experience definitely hurt my pride quite a lot, so sometimes I might have a little extra sass to try and build it back up. “At least mines a real reason to be acting like a jerk,” Peter mumbled while sitting down in the seat farthest from me.

I snickered to myself at his comment. Sometimes he can be a real idiot. “You realize you called yourself a jerk too right? Nice one Einstein.” I clapped back not willing to let him win this argument, or really any in the future. Peter Quill just always has to be the leader, the cool guy, always right. Not when it comes to me.

“That’s it!” Nebula shouted in pure aggravation. She stomped over to the both of us and grabbed one of our arms with a decent strength considering she’s part bot. “You two are on breakfast duty, and if I hear you argue once while doing it then you’re both gonna be stuck cleaning the engine for two months,” she snapped, shoving us both toward the fridge. We often all had chores to do but we made it fun by having a spin wheel to see who has to do what. Cleaning the engine was always the worst one, but what made it easier was knowing you only had to do it once and then you could spin the wheel next chore week.

“Who said you were in charge? I think you’re forgetting this is MY ship,” Peter defended while crossing his arms.

“Yeah,” I added confidently. Who the heck is Nebula to tell us what to do.

“Nah I agree with that. You two are the most annoying a-holes I’ve ever had to share a space with. Mantis and Drax don’t even argue as much as you do,” Rocket chimed in matter of factly.

“It is true! I would much rather sit and listen to Mantis’s pathetic stories than hear you two fight anymore,” Drax said as he stood tall and serious.

Mantis glanced over to him with a bubbly smile. “Awhh thank you!”

“You are welcome idiot,” Drax replied with a pleasant smile. In his mind he was being respectful, and Mantis didn’t know any better.

Nebula turned her head back to us with an expression as of saying ‘that’s what I thought’. “So it’s settled. You two are gonna work this stupid stuff out, and if we hear so much as a bad tone, then you get stuck with Engine duty,”

We’d both surfaced a similar response between grumbles and eye rolls, yet had no choice but to accept our fate. Majority rules is how this ship functions, which was a feature I loved when it was in regard to someone else. Soon the rest of the group piled out, rocket on his way out mumbled on about how we’d better be quick. I gave a short glance to Peter which was a mistake as he’d so very annoyingly been standing there sifting through songs his Walkman and earbuds. Of course he’d tune me out, I wouldn’t be surprised if he just stood here the whole time too.

I started gathering some of ingredients and pans we’d need, already feeling angry at the fact that he hadn’t even attempted to move to help me. This was a clear indicator that my assumption of his laziness was likely going to be right. I semi aggressively dropped down the container of bacon onto the counter letting my current mood take the control of my motion. I grabbed the unused pan and placed it down and began putting strips of bacon on it. “You’re doing that wrong,” Peter softly mentioned. He seemed tired, I wasn’t sure if it was tired of the arguing or just in general but the tone definitely helped ease my anger a little bit.

With a huff I turned to look over at him and was surprised to find him standing so close, hovering just inches from my frame looking down at the pan, then making eye contact with me. His expression was blank, and calm which confused me. “I’m putting the strips out, how else am I supposed to do it?” I felt my brow still furrowed down in the looming frustration I felt before. We always fight, and one of us always takes it too far, those are times that make it hard to ever not be annoyed at the man’s presence.

He took an earbud out and let it hang by the cord before stepping closer until his body was pressed against my side. I stayed long enough to feel his warmth until I realize the normal thing to do would be to step out of his way, so that I did. Part of me wished he’d do it again, that he’d give me an excuse to accept his embrace. If I hate him so much why did that little ounce of intimacy feel so nice? A confusing mix of emotions. “You don’t put them all at once only do half so they cook more evenly,” he explained whilst taking off some of the already placed bacon. “Also put them folded like this so that- F*CK! AGH!” He’d instantly jumped back from the grizzling pan holding his hand in pain. “Stupid grease, ow!” He complained to the pan as if it were alive which made me laugh quite a lot. The whole scene was funny really.

I hadn’t noticed that through my laughing he’d been looking at me smiling ever so slightly, until I caught him, in which he looked back at the pan. “Are you alright there captain?” I amusingly teased his super strong title, while instinctively placing a caring hand on his shoulder with a soft rub. The moment I placed it I felt the mortified realization of my actions and ripped my hand back off. Too embarrassed to comment on it I’d redirected my focus to making eggs in the other pan hoping he wouldn’t mention it.

I cooked in silence for a little while until I felt as if I was being watched. Hesitantly I turned my gaze to Peter and surely enough was met with him staring right back at me. He looked to be deep in thought until I caught him when his lips curled into an arrogant grin. “Oh no no no, are you kidding me? You’re tellin’ me you can’t even cook eggs either? What can you do?” He provoked in amusement making me roll my eyes.

I waved my hands in the air in defeat. “Fine! You do it yourself then.” I stepped aside from the counter and began to walk away until I felt a warm hand take a light grip on my forearm and pull me backward. I stumbled back to my position in front of the pan where Peter was beside me holding my arm.

“Relax,” he soothed while slowly inching closer, it almost seemed like he was hoping his movements were slow enough for me not to notice. “You’re not gonna get any better with that attitude,” he continued, his hands slowly brushing my hips while I was too distracted listening to what he was saying. He moved cautiously almost trying to catch me in the distraction. “So much attitude all the time,”

I scoffed at his comment. “Attitude? I don’t have attitude, you’re the one who’s always moping around making little comments at everything.” his fingers now wrapped around my waist as he stood behind me, his breath tickling my shoulder.

“Let me show you,” he furthered, completely ignoring what I’d said and going on with his own point.

I’d attempted at pushing his hands off me. “No, I don’t need your help Peter,”

He stood there his grip strong as he looked down at me with a little ‘huh’. After the death glare I’d given he kindly explained the cause of the sound. “You called me Peter,” he pointed out with a grin.

I felt taken off guard at that comment and honestly a little flustered. I always made it a point to call him by his last name, I felt that first names were for people I respected. Why did that slip so easily? “I was just distracted…” I trailed avoiding his gaze and looking back to the pan. “Are we gonna cook the eggs or not?” I redirected the conversation away from the tension as I didn’t know how to react. My heart fluttered at his proximity but my mind reminds me of our dynamic. We’ve never got along let alone been close in this way.

He took my cue to move on and eagerly grabbed the spatula, handed it to me then paused and hesitantly slipped his hand on the back of my own. His other hand rested on my waist still as he guided the cooking. “It’s all about the wrist” he spoke softly.

I let out a breathe as I stood stiffly. I wasn’t sure what to do with this but I didn’t hate it. In fact it was quite the opposite. “This isn’t going to help you get over Gamora,” I bluntly stated without really thinking about it. I didn’t intend on being rude and my tone pushed that. Truth is that must’ve been an insecurity festered up. He’s a flirt and I can’t be his distraction.

He was silent for a moment but his position didn’t budge. “Why are you always so quick to push me away?” He quietly asked sincerely. He seemed hurt which was the last thing I expected from him. Was I reading our dynamic wrong? I couldn’t have been I mean we fight constantly.

“I don’t-“

“Don’t.” He interrupted. “Be real with me, just this one time,” he took the spatula from my hand and placed it on the table before grabbing the hand back again and bringing it to my waist to hold there. “What can I do to fix you and me?”

I didn’t know how to respond to that whatsoever because I didn’t know what that meant. You and me. As in no more arguing? As in becoming friends? As in something more? It doesn’t help that Peter is known for his flirting. “I-“ I sighed. “What do you mean?” I felt myself submitting to his touch as my body relaxed against his.

“Last weekend, we’re sitting on the couch. My arm was up around the top of it and if I moved it down just a little bit it would’ve literally been around your shoulder. Everything’s fine we’re all watching a movie, and I make a bad joke about your favorite character because I think it’s cute when you’re mad and you storm off cursing at me.” I couldn’t see the point he was pushing for but found myself blushing at the compliment. “Can’t you tell I do those things to get close to you? We don’t talk what so ever and the most I get from you is if I pull it out of you by making a dumb comment,” he explained his head now stooped closer to my shoulder, resting slightly against the side of my face and neck. “I know I can be childish, or a jerk but I don’t know what else to do when all I want to do is talk to you,”

“Oh really?” I perked up a little bit ready to make my point taking a step away from Peter. “What about the time we were here drinking and you made a comment about how I was ‘acting different to impress people’? How romantic,” I poked feeling his logic start to crumble.

He let out a huff. “You’re not remembering that the way I am and yeah I shouldn’t have said that but you spent the entire night all over that xandarian guy,” he expressed stepping forward to grab my hand and pull me back in. “You know how much I wanted to punch that dude straight in the jaw every time he touched you? Why should he get to kiss you?” He seemed to be getting offended just remembering the night, and honestly a little heated.

“Peter,” I softly tried to intercept.

“No, I’ve been here this entire time. For years it’s been me here with you, we go on missions, we’ve explored new planets, had ups and downs, and I have to sit there and watch some guy kiss you? Some guy who just came along that same day, put no effort into his relationship with you and got you,” he rambled on with pain in his eyes. I hadn’t seen him show that much emotion over someone since gamora. “It’s not fair,”

I felt horrible for not seeing this sooner. I couldn’t help but rethink everything but at the same time he definitely went about this in the wrong way to get my attention. He got it alright but it was never good. To me he was just constantly nitpicking me and all the things I liked and it drove me crazy. I guess that’s the fault in miscommunication. A lot of the stuff was pretty dumb to get genuinely mad at, often he’d just tease my favorite movies or comment on my fighting skills. Nonetheless in this moment I felt truly sad for him. “I didn’t know…” he was focused very intently on every word I said and I could just tell the anticipation anxiety was eating him up. In reality this was a confession of his feelings. “If I would’ve known…” I trialed off not wanting to press further as I’ve never been very good at expressing my feelings.

“If you would’ve known then what?” He softly nudged me to continue. He took our interlocked hands and held it on his chest.

“I don’t know, things would’ve been different. I didn’t know that’s how you felt I just thought you hated me honestly,” I admitted awkwardly.

He exhaled with a frown. “I could never hate you, and that mission…“ he got softer watching my expression because he knew this topic was sore for me. “It didn’t matter to me that we failed, all I could think about was how I could’ve lost you,” he admitted keeping eye contact as he spoke. “I can’t lose anyone else, and I just miss what we used to be like.”

This confused me as what he’s referencing is our friendship back when he was with Gamora. Is he trying to say he wants to be friends or is he being romantic? He’s so hard to read sometimes, but his actions are telling me romance. Clearly he could see the confusion etched on my face because he clarified all my questions without ever having to hear them. “You know, how close we were. Cracking jokes, playing pranks on the rest of them,” he explained. “I want that. But… something a little different…” he seemed a little more awkward now like he didn’t know how to word what he felt.

“How different?” I asked feeling my heart pick up just a little bit. Perhaps MAYBE the reason I got so mad at everything Peter did was because MAYBE I valued his opinion, because MAYBE I was sort of always secretly into him.

He perked up at the question surprised I hadn’t shot it down right then and there. “Well,” he started while taking my hand and giving me a dramatic twirl. The guy is smooth. “Maybe a little romance, I’m thinking Jim and Pam,” he referenced my favorite Earth show as I’ve forced him to watch it after our trip there.

A mischievous smile found my lips at that. “Ohhhh, so someone was lying about not liking the show?” I teased in a ‘I told you so’ kinda way.

He chuckled at my call out. “I told ya Y/N, I just love to mess with you.”

“Hmm, fine but you have to watch rom coms with me,” I laid out my terms matter of factly.

His eyes widened. “Fine? Fine what? Fine to the romance?” He double checked as I hadn’t made myself all that clear.

“I GUESS,” I dramatically excepted in a fake disinterested tone.

“Well then Mrs. Y/N” he pulled me into him yet again wrapping his arms around my torso, though this time I let my hands rest on his chest. “I’m gonna romance the shit outta you,” he grinned that same cocky little grin that used to make me wanna smack him.

I rolled my eyes at his over confidence but was thrown off at him leaning in closer to me. I couldn’t find anything sassy or witty to remark because now all my focus was on the fact that Peter Quill’s lips were so close to mine. The lips of always secretly wanted to kiss. I let out a breath feeling the tension before he’d made the move to fully go in. He kissed me softly, and slowly. His hand cupped my cheek and when he pulled away he gave a real genuine smile.

“You’ve gotta be shittin’ me” rocket yelled out from the doorway next to a very shocked Nebula.

“I give them a week tops,” she jokingly murmured but I could tell she was genuinely happy for us.

Rocket groaned from his place clearly fed up with the fact that he’d suffered through our bickering just for us to end up into each other. “If I’d known all you two jackasses needed to do was bang it out- WHY ARE THE EGGS BLACK?” He ran over to the stove to turn off the switch as if that would save the already far gone breakfast. “that’s TWO breakfasts down the drain, that’s it! I’m done! We’re getting fast food from knowhere,” he flailed his hands in the air and walked out of the room in defeat making the rest of us chuckle.

“I’m glad you two figured it out finally,” Nebula gave a small smile. “Really thought you were blind,” she dryly joked.

Peter and I looked at each other in confusion for a moment before smiling and accepting the fact that apparently we’d been obvious about our unknown feelings. With that she left the room to follow Rocket to the controls of the ship to fly us all to knowhere. This left Peter and I alone once more, he stared down at me in amusement. “I knew you were into me.”

I fought the urge to roll my eyes for the millionth time, slipped my fingers into his and dragged him out to the main area of the ship preparing for the rest of the teams reactions.

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My first Peter Quill fan fic! Sorta rushed so I apologize for any errors! Let me know if I should make more!

#peter quill #enemies to lovers #peter quill x reader #gotg fanfiction #peter quill fanfic #peter quill x yn #starlord #starlord x reader #starlord fanfic #the guardians of the galaxy

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-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈ strength in weakness

⊹ character(s) - gojo satoru ⊹ word count - 891 ⊹ notes - fem!reader, hurt/comfort, fluff, silliness, spoilers for s2e5/hidden inventory arc (premature death), reader is a teacher at jujutsu high + a sorcerer ofc, kinda ocxcanon coded im sorry, this is so rushed and dumb and AUUUGHHHH

I....... I caved (ﾐዎ ﻌ ዎﾐ) this man does so many things to me and after seeing the last frame in the ep where his eyes looked a lil red (im including a pic at the end.) I had to write this up. also im so sorry this is like 110% me just turning my oc x gojo into a drabble lmfao LOVE YALL

"Gojo-sensei!"

"Ah, he's awake!"

"Hey, that's one of those expensive chairs, isn't it?!"

"Please don't fall asleep after summoning all of us here."

You stood idly by as your students pestered Satoru, arms crossed firmly in front of your chest. The man only smirked a bit, lifting his blindfold just enough to give Megumi a look.

In the split second before he pulled it back down, you caught sight of his eye, and faltered.

"Ha!"

"Oi, come on! My turn next!"

Yuji's bickering and Nobara's victorious, haughty laughter faded into background fuzz as you gazed after the special grade sorcerer, Megumi raising a brow at him.

"What're you smiling about?"

"Oh, nothing."

The white-haired man turned his head, and you could tell that even beneath that blindfold, he was staring straight at you.

"Ohhh~... Y/N came along too, huh?"

"L/N-sensei was with us when we remembered you had asked us to come by. She just walked us over."

"Aw, not here to see me, huh?"

You sighed, a bit of sarcasm leaking into your voice.

"As loathe as I am to hurt your delicate feelings, Satoru, I just walked the kids over."

Megumi gave his teacher serious side eye before responding. "I don't think anyone would willingly go to see you without being prompted to."

"Ouch."

You paused for a moment as Satoru turned around again, leaning down and beckoning the dark-haired student over. He listened politely to your words, and though he gave you an odd look, he walked over to Nobara and Yuji nonetheless.

"You two, let's wait outside for a bit."

"Huh?! But Kugisaki hasn't let me sit yet!"

"You can sit in the chair later. Gojo-sensei doesn't mind."

"I'll just take it from Itadori again!"

"Why, you—!"

The two eventually barreled out the door, Megumi giving you a small nod before sliding it shut behind himself. Satoru plopped himself back into his seat at that, his easy smile still ever-present.

"So you did come to see me."

"Not really," you murmured casually, earning an overdramatic, shocked gasp from the man. However, he calmed the theatrics upon the sound of your gentle footfalls, feeling your shadow fall over his seated form. "Just thought of something."

Your fingers brushed over the edges of his blindfold before you could stop yourself, but Satoru only shrugged, the barest hint of hesitation seeping into his light tone.

"Go for it."

You pushed the material up just far enough to see his eye once more, your thumb brushing over the reddened flesh beneath it. Slightly puffy, almost as if...

Right. It was around this time of year.

You recalled the time of your youth perhaps just as vividly as Satoru did, but you never were quite as close with Suguru as he was. So no matter how much you remembered, it couldn't compare to what he had seen.

"I'm starting to think you've got some less-than-professional feelings for me, L/N-sensei, what with this tender touch. Are you giving me special treatment?"

"Be serious for a moment," you scoffed, but your hand did not recoil. It made Satoru's smirk drop, even if only a bit.

Your voice was far gentler than he'd ever heard it before.

"How are you feeling?"

Perhaps it was an obvious question to ask, one with an obvious answer—regardless of how he truly felt, Satoru's answer would always be something placating, something lighthearted and in jest.

But this time, he only glanced away, blindfold still pushed up.

"Well, it was just a dream."

You nodded, hand falling away from his face. Before it could fall to your side, however, the man sitting beside you reached out, taking it gingerly.

You didn't ask any further. Prodding the issue would lead nowhere.

But your hand squeezed his just slightly, just enough for him to feel your flesh, warm and alive.

You were here. That's really all he needed in this moment of vulnerability.

"I didn't take you for the comforting type."

Your eyebrow twitched as he slipped back into that teasing lilt of his.

"I can comfort you with a nice slap to the face, if you'd prefer it."

"Not like you could touch me, anyhow~."

"You little—"

Before you could even react, Satoru had scampered to the door, slamming it open and wrapping an arm around Yuji and Megumi's shoulders, spouting some nonsense about missing his beloved students.

"What took you so long, Sensei?" Yuji asked, face scrunching as the white-haired man ruffled his hair.

"Don't you know anything, Itadori? He and L/N-sensei were in there alone, so obviously..."

Nobara's words devolved into hushed whispers as she spotted you in the corner of her eye, and you shot Satoru a warning glance as he leaned back to get a look at you.

You were sure that, in the several years you'd known one another, the man would have long since been able to recognize your eyes clearly saying, 'Don't feed a word into this, or I'll pummel you to death.'

Alas...

"Exactly right, Kugisaki! Full marks!"

"Whaaat?! Seriously?! Sensei, you and L/N-sen—"

"Don't feed them nonsense, you ingrate!" you shouted at once, chasing after a very unrepentant Satoru as he skipped around the courtyard. Megumi only grumbled out a sigh.

"So we all agree something's going on, ri—"

"Enough, Kugisaki, let's just go."

SEE WHATD I SAY!!!! HIS EYES!!!! I love you forver. .... please dont cry .................

#gojo x reader #satoru x reader #satoru gojo x reader #gojo satoru x reader #gojo #satoru #gojo satoru #satoru gojo #jjk #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen x reader

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pinkrecs’s bts yandere fic recs

[POSTED ON JULY 12th 2022]

note: this is most (honestly just checkout all of these authors’ masterlists--there’s more great gems) of my favorite yandere bts recs! please show much love to our wonderful authors. the yandere genre does contain triggering themes (ex: representation of toxic relationships, possessive/obsessive behavior, non-con/dub-con, violent behavior, etc). read at your own risk + check out the author’s notes. ENJOYYY ^^

i would love to give each fic a detailed comment on how i love it but i lack the words and writing capabilities to do that. so hope a short spoiler-free comment will do (sorry). GO GIVE THESE FICS A LIKE, REBLOG, OR COMMENT!!!!

POLY/MULTI:

- death valley by @bangtangalicious

↳ gang + rocker + fightclub au + ot7 x reader. my brain is dizzy & fucked (in a good way) after reading this. each member gets their own time to shine and the characterizations of each member are crazy. this fic is a messy ass rollercoaster and the smut is scrumptious too!!

- gumiho cisswap bangtan x reader by @bloodsweattearscatharsis

↳ gumiho + cisswap au + poly ot7 x reader. its obvious from the title since the author mentioned that they haven’t made a title for the fic lol. honestly, go give this a read because the dynamic of ot7 is quite fun and i LOOVEE the suspense that from each chapter. all of them could run me over anytime and also HOT WOMEENNNNN ayyyyyyyyy go read bc it needs more luv

- house of serpents by @smasmashie

↳ mafia au + ot7 x reader. every character in here needs to go therapy but also not because i need to see more drama unfold. ot7 seems to care for the mc but their actions shown are... uhmm... questionable. but that makes this fic good though! reading each chapter like it’s the morning newspaper

- in your dreams by @voidswan

↳ idolverse au + vmin x reader. GOD THIS WAS INTENSE, i was shaking, gasping, and throwing uppp!! vmins are menaces in this one but god you can’t help but want more D: i’m like the mc--who’s a moth attracted to the flame.

- lilies of the valley by @girlmeetsliv3

↳ a/b/o au + poly ot7 x reader. each relationships between the members and towards reader is mysterious and there was underlying tension of meeting the pack’s expectation. in some way, it gets uncomfy at some parts yet that is what keeps each chapter an enjoyable read.

- lovesick by @angelicyoongie

↳ soulmate au + ot7 x reader. mc is very unlucky gal... not only having one BUT SEVEN yandere as soulmates lmaoo.. and the soulmark inflicts on both people if one of them gets hurt. that’s rough damn! i’m still unsure if all of them know that all of them are sending her letters. keep notifications ON for this fic

- nephilim by @royallyjoon

↳ cult + supernatural au + poly ot7 x reader. it was defintlely chilling while i read this. while there’s some sense of normalcy, the larger control of the cult makes keeps us feeling uneasy.

- on the first day of christmas, my true love gave to me by @forever-once-gone

↳ ceo + christmas au + poly namkook x reader. namkook is crazy and unhinged when they show their true colors. jungkook is very VERY sweet tho i cant hate him rip

- strangers by @bestaez

↳ strangers from hell au + ot7 x reader. i haven’t read watched the kdrama so i can’t compare between the two. this is definitely interesting as we can see SOME insight to how ot7 plans it and covers up their tracks to avoid getting caught. i hope the mc can get the tf out that apartment and we can see the reasoning for these actions of ot7 in future chapters

- school f*cking sucks! series by @sluttyandere

↳ high school au + maknae line x reader. all characters are of legal age btw! sucks to be mc because she just getting snatched from each guy like that. and she’s the class president but kinda powerless since two of them control her status at the school. all three of them are massively wicked and im kinda digging it LMAO

- thou shall not steal by @xherxx

↳ mafia + spy + enemies to lovers au + poly ot7 x reader. as the author mentioned, this fic is on the lighter side of the yandere spectrum. i love the mc in this fic. a girlboss icon actually. adored every interactions between the mc and each member. it’s a VERY pleasant read lol

- where three stars meet by @girlmeetsliv3

↳ poly sope x reader. this felt like a movie to this. i could picture everything in my head and sope was quite mysterious in this. and the little details placed throughout the story makes it enticing to continue reading.

- “why you look so pretty when you cry?” by @minniepetals

↳ mafia au + poly ot7 x reader. the way ot7 brings hopes up for the mc before crushing them down so she breaks and realizes that her only option is them is tragic for the mc... yet it’s a whole serve!

MISC (aka idk where to categorize these lol):

- never ever after by killingpeach (AO3)

↳ fairy tale au + ot7 x oc. each member is based on a character of well known fairy tales. for the mc to leave the story, she must make the member of that fairy to fall in love with her for “the end” to happen. i love the author’s versions of these fairy tales. each time the fairy tale ends, ik the oc is like: “i won... but at what cost??”

- seven princes of campus series by @bibbykins

↳ college au + ot7 x reader. this series includes various fics with each member and their s/o and is more on the softer side of yandere! each couple is cute and the build up of how each became to be to great!

- tatemae; 建前 series by @99liners

↳ trophy wife au + ot7 x reader. this series includes various fics with each member and their s/o. the gaslighting and manipulation is wild in these fics y’all. and each time, the ending of the fic makes think like: damn... these men not seeing the pearly white gates of heaven

- the tarot series by @flowesona

↳ ot7 x reader. this series includes various fics with each member and their s/o and “each inspired by one of the major arcana tarot cards.” i love this concept and each plot is easily able to get into.

MEMBER X MEMBER:

- desire by kyoigi (AO3)

↳ demon au + jikook. demon jimin is hot yet creepy at the same time. and the way jimin goes through his inner turmoil before realizing his feelings for jk + jk starting to piece everything together?! just scrumptious

- mused obsession series by @sombreboy + @chimoona

↳ photography + model au + jikook. the way jimin falls into jk manipulative and obsessive nature is crazy yall... and how they show their devotion towards each other? fucked up yet i can’t keep my eyes away from it!

- photos of you (and where I should be) by korknight (AO3)

↳ photography + rapper au + yoonkook. jungkook is risking it ALL for yoongi! down MASSIVELY bad yet jk gaslights himself into his actions are good for yoongi.

- watching you, watching me by mellifluous_kim (AO3)

↳ idolverse au + yoonkook. THE TWIST? you knew my jaw FELL to the FLOOR?!? it’s a must-read because everything is not what it seems D:

KIM SEOKJIN:

- carnal by @kosmosguk

↳ vampire au. mc folded that quick... honestly same here too! just immaculate *chefs kiss*

- contact by @gorehsk

↳ alien au. pure filth and i love it.

- rose gold by @sweetwolfcupcake

↳ idolverse au. jin is quite eerie in this fic. he’s subtle with his yandereness and calculated with his actions.

- the baron by @therealmintedmango (AO3)

↳ historical au. jin is charming and no one can suspect a damn thing. a fun read!!

- the lost, the found, and the treasured by @forever-once-gone

↳ reincarnation + royalty au. so well-written!! there’s small details in the story and by the end... you see piece together. seokjin waited for a long time and i could see why (even though it’s quite haunting).

MIN YOONGI:

- ash and cinder by @chimchimsauce

↳ cinderella au. a cinderella retelling with yoongi as our prince. great fic with the yandere twist!

- beloved by @bang-tan-bitches

↳ historical + empire au. this fic was a RIDE. mc is a supportive sister yet she unknowingly attraction of yoongi. his desire is eerie and attractive at the same time.

- beneath the world by @nomnomsik

↳ yoongi is down bad... and his notebook 😭😭

- control by @taeyohonic

↳ idolverse au. damn a twisted universe of bangtan. yoongi’s character is a massive dick in this one

- exitus acta probat by @bang-tan-bitches

↳ mafia au. can he also snatch me away pls too

- lineage by @kosmosguk

↳ royalty au. god the twist? you gotta read this, it’s a masterpiece.

- the man in the moon by @worldwidemochiguy

↳ lowkey reading was comforting in some sort. like i was soft for yoongi’s character by the end :3

- the music of the night by @bestaez

↳ phantom of the opera au. i was smiling near the ending but then that had to happen lol

JUNG HOSEOK:

- angel by @worldwidemochiguy

↳ best friend au. hoseok is affectionate, sweet, and insane in this one.

- forbidden fruit by @deepdarkdelights

↳ organized crime au. mc’s lack of fear has gotten her into some trouble... but it’s jung hoseok--it’s alright!!

- may the odds be ever in your favor by @yandearest

↳ hunger games au. this fic is incompeleted but the author left spoilers for the ending. i highly suggest checking out this fic--it’s very well written!

- orgasms on the verge of a nervous breakdown by @sluttyandere

↳ high school + party au. wow this was quite a lot to handle. pls note there’s non-con. in conclusion: trust nobody

- toska by @chummywchimmy

↳ a/b/o + werewolves au. hoseok is sweet and all but lord that bird gift LMAO.

KIM NAMJOON:

- a dangerous game by @chaoticpuff17

↳ mafia au. joonie does not know how to give up... prayers for the mc

- deviant by @jkeuphoriadreamland + @chimoona

↳ this fic is one of the most memorable fics i read. namjoon is so cunning and cocky piece of shit.

- fôret de cauchemars by @kosmosguk

↳ sleep psychiatrist au. i massively agree that this fic is one hell of a rollercoaster. thrilling and creepy!!

- lady of the night by @deepdarkdelights

↳ victorian + time travel + jack the ripper au. this joon lives in my mind to this day. enjoyed the mc figuring out what the hell is happening while scolding namjoon’s misogynistic ideas.

- let the villain win by @lemonjoonah

↳ author au. let me tell you that joonie’s character will have you memorized and shocked!!

- moonstruck by @lovelyspring7

↳ mafia + florist au. this is fic did what it gotta do... and IT SERVED!!!

- used to disappointment by @girlmeetsliv3

↳ nerd au. gosh i would also feel like a disappointment if i was in school with namjoon. but joonie is caring in this one (?)

PARK JIMIN:

- apothic by @jiminstonic

↳ zombie au. zombie jimin is sweet towards for the mc, but his actions went a lit extreme... ig that’s what he gotta do? slay?

- arte factum by @lolabangtan

↳ artifical intelligence + sci-fi au. fuck me up android jimin!@(31!!!! he’s a little bit eerie but we can OVERLOOK that :D

- charming by @bangtans-apollo

↳ cinderella au. *chefs kiss* prince jimin needs a therapy session because he’s very overbearing and possessive. you never know when he gotta explode!

- curiosity brought it back by catslullaby (AO3)

↳ CURIOSITY DID BRING IT BACK!!!!!! one of my all time favs. the way mc decided to make jimin jealous and she got what she wanted! but she also bargained more than what she can afford lool

- neighbors by @jkeuphoriadreamland

↳ neighbors + stalker au. toxic? yes. hot? yes.

- otherworldly by @sinning-on-a-sunday

↳ coraline au. i am ashamed to say that i’m not mad at the ending. i would bend my knees for other jimin.

- porcelain by @deepdarkdelights

↳ dollmaker au. i’m not just screaming at jimin, i’m also screaming at the grandma.

- spirited away by @out-of-jams

↳ spirited away au. i already watched spirited away and this fic takes it as inspiration to create something different as it own. jimin is supposed to be someone we can rely on... but the writing has good job of conveying the gut feeling of something that isn’t right :D

- the owner by @shumidehiro

↳ ghost au. i like the mc in this! love that she is respectful to the spirits and i can see how ghost jimin holds his resentment from.

- treasure by @sombreboy

↳ faerie dragon hybrid au. that took a dark turn but who can’t resist jimin? lets be REALLL

KIM TAEHYUNG:

- daffodil dreams by @sombreboy

↳ murder suspect + therapist au. the way tae and mc are attracted towards each other is kinda in push and pull in way. and when they give into each other, it feels conflicting since it feels right but wrong for the two to be together. a thrilling read!!

- devotion by @sweetbunnykook

↳ childhood friends au. the yearning?? the tension?? and when it blows up between the two, it’s completely worth it in the end. beautifully written!!

- dura lex, sed lex by @go1denjeon

↳ law au. tae is so mysterious in this fic. you know what you’re for when you read this, you just don’t know when tae decides to reveal his true colors. in hindsight, he acts like ordinary citizen yet ill think we’ll see more of his true colors in later chapters.

- like chalk and cheese by @helenazbmrskai

↳ tae def helped the mc bring out the craziness in her. it’s refreshing read from most yandere fics as we start to see more of the roles reversed.

- poison apple by @jooniyah

↳ moneylender au. this is one of more darker fics. mc doesn’t give up nor so does tae. his character is crazy and im impressed how she keeps her sanity still.

- purple people eater by @therealmintedmango (AO3)

↳ alien au. ik the title of this fic sounds crazy and the fic is. tae is adorable in the fic (besides the shit he pulled in the end).

- the phantom by @darkestcorners

↳ paranormal + parallel universe/time travel au. tae’s character in this is fucking scary actually. i probably been dead by now if i was mc in that situation.

- the treachery and reprisal by @min-hoax

↳ tae got ISSUES. and jimin??? my gasp was so damn loud at the end. that’s it.

- violets: memories [part one] / violets: realities [part two] by @emoboijk

↳ stalker au. tae and mc are unhealthy for each other but they still got feelings for each other... love how mc friends are there to support her :D

JEON JUNGKOOK:

- brother knows best by @cosmostae

↳ stepbrother au. jungkook is so hot and goodass smut. gulity-pleasure fic :D

- cardio by kaiseuphoria (AO3)

↳ personal trainer au. jungkook is so sweet but so insane all at once??&!6? this fic is a perfect mix of sweetness and creepiness.

- cruel intentions by @explicit-tae

↳ mafia au. the first chapter was just recently out and i’m glad the mc got out of the situation. but since it’s the first chapter, i wonder when is jungkook going take her and the baby back? eagerly waiting for the second chapter!

- deception by @kthyg

↳ gang au. this fic is interesting in a way that mc likes jk long before jk likes her. jk gotta manage his anger and sort his shit out first.

- flower petal by @royallyjoon

↳ empire + reincarnation au. this two together is tragic. mc did what she gotta for everyone’s sake and that ended up... not so well many years later...

- forever afterthough by sorvette (AO3)

↳ fantasy + vampire + werewolves au + implied poly ot7 x reader. god this was a RIDE. the progress between the mc and jungkook is sweet and i enjoyed their bond together. writing felt like a kinda like dream because this is so well written!!

- play date trilogy by @worldwidemochiguy

↳ the inner turmoil within the mc between leaving and staying lets me know that jk got her bad... honestly same tho

- polarity by @darkestcorners

↳ best friend’s boyfriend + college au. YOU GUYS WILL NOT GET IT UNTIL YOU READ THIS FIC. like i would smash my head everytime so i wipe OUT my memories and reread this fic all over again. the plot twists, the mind games, and how realistic this setting is in this fic got me fucked in all sorts of places. without being physical, jk uses all types of tactics to overtake mc’s mind. this is a must read.

- taking over you by @go1denjeon

↳ idolverse au. love the mc’s approach this situation. jk’s character in this fic is actually fucking sick and twisted. at some parts, i just got very uncomfy and got the chills.

- the crimson shell by @angelicyoongie

↳ mermen au. do not think this is your friendly mermaid au. merkoo in this fic his claws, spikey teeth, and clicks his mouth to communicate. poor mc in this, she went through SHIT

- the friendly ghost by @darkestcorners

↳ ghost au. ghostkoo is very sweet. he could never do wrong--until the end RIP :D

- to obtain the flower / primrose [sequel] by @mingshits

↳ empire au. who knew that mc’s actions toward jk during childhood could leave a result like this lol? this fic was a whole serve, def must read. each time mc takes one step, jk is FIVE steps ahead her LMAO

- you by @whoretan

↳ college + stalker au. the first chapter recently released and i’m invested on what’s going to happen to the next chapter. everyone’s motive in this fic is somewhat unclear and the mc here is quite unreliable. can’t wait for shit to happen

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peeponastick · 8 months

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Touch My Soul, Pt. 1

Uchiha Itachi x fem!Reader

Word count: 1.6K

Rating: This will be a NSFW 18+ multi-part fic. Part 1 doesn't have any outright explicit content tho. Part 2 here

cw/tw: SPOILERS, mentions of sexual harassment (Hidan is a skeevy perv), emotional turmoil, angst?, sexual tension (but nothing actually happens sorry to edge y’all), major eye contact, like way too much eye contact reader and itachi are basically eye fucking each other 90% of the fic, dramatic asf I can't help myself im sorry

Idk what im doing This is my first time writing and really being on tumblr in general, please let me know if I missed any tags or if you have any advice!!

not canon at all (but SPOILERS!!!!) pls humor me, everyone in the Akatsuki is alive and led by Madara/Tobi

Synopsis: Madara, the elusive figurehead of the Akatsuki, is an ambitious yet paranoid man. That’s why he has you, as a security measure, given your secret jutsu that allows you to see into people’s souls to confirm their true intentions. When Itachi Uchiha shows up to join the Akatsuki, what will you see behind his obsidian eyes?

Exhausted. Another cross-country mission with pain in the ass Hidan was just what the doctor ordered for your repressed rage and depression living in basically a wet cave with the rest of these jerks. You tried your best, you really did, to not let any emotions slip through the cracks of your cold facade. Some of them had better qualities than others, but none of your fellow Akatsuki members were people you felt particularly amiable towards.

Most of them viewed you as Madara’s stone-cold right hand, his own personal weapon. He trusted you more than any other member, and that fact alone was enough to instill a certain kind of fear in the hearts of every other Akatsuki member. And you know what, good. The more you kept your distance, the better.

Though your body ached with fatigue upon returning to headquarters, your senses immediately picked up a foreign energy hanging in the air– a presence. Not ominous per se, but definitely a palpable and strong chakra signature.

Leaving Hidan’s perverted requests to join him for some “one-on-one post-mission relaxation time” behind, you made your way to Madara, the chakra getting stronger the closer you got.

There he was.

Your breath hitched as your eyes set on a statuesque man standing across from Madara, his tousled, raven-black hair draped around his stunning face and strong shoulders. A lifetime of stress and hardship left evidence of weariness across his features, and yet his eyes still sparkled with a fierce softness, framed by a set of beautiful, thick lashes.

He was so... pretty. Your eyes dropped down to his lips, then his chest downward as you began to drink him in, feeling flushed with an unfamiliar warm tingling the longer you studied him.

He glanced at you with his penetrating eyes, your cheeks burned at being caught in your lustful admiration. Without a doubt, it was Itachi Uchiha standing next to Madara, a solemn look spread across his delicate face.

You’d seen him in the bingo book before, but all the talk you had heard didn’t compare to standing in the same room as him. It was intriguing, though, for someone with such a reputation, and clearly such immense power, his energy didn’t feel threatening or overbearing to you.

Madara raised a hand to Itachi, finally pulling your gaze away from him, before walking over to you.

“I’m sure you’ve completed the tasks assigned to you, y/n, correct?” Madara asked rhetorically.

You had never failed him, it was important for you to maintain your position in his eyes. Your usual self would have made a sardonic remark about your disdain for working with Hidan again, how a pet rock would have been just as helpful with none of the sexual harassment. But, with the third party in the room, you simply nodded while maintaining your cold, detached demeanor.

“Good, I have another task for you then,” Madara commanded lowly in his deep, chilling voice, pointing his chin in Itachi’s direction.

“This is y/n,” Madara announced, gesturing in your direction as you followed him towards Itachi.

“She’ll just perform a little security check if you don’t mind, nothing personal. I am interested in your usefulness, but I just like to be sure of who I’m working with, I’m sure you can understand. After all, ‘clan killer’ doesn’t exactly have a trustworthy ring to it, now does it?” Madara taunted.

Itachi’s beautiful, brown eyes glinted with an undetectable emotion before connecting with yours, and again you began feeling the wave of heat washing over you.

What was this?! Some sort of jutsu he was using on you?? No.. my god, had it really been that long since you’d been attracted to someone?

Snapping out of your embarrassing realization about your pitiful sex life, you cleared your throat as you pulled yourself together to perform your special jutsu. Your specialty was energy and emotions– detecting, reading, transmuting. This made you very handy to Madara, after all, knowing what’s inside someone’s soul makes it much easier to manipulate them and offer them what they want to hear, in exchange for whatever Madara wants or needs.

Your secret jutsu was something you dreaded performing. You were incredibly sensitive and receptive to energy, so oftentimes it would leave you completely drained and horrified— seeing all of the vile things people have done, let happen to others, things people buried and hid deep within themselves. It was a lot to witness and take in, and have to maintain your icy demeanor on top of that, lest Madara begin to question you.

After weaving the hand signs, you hid the nerves buzzing in your body as you approached Itachi to place your hands on either side of his lean, muscular shoulders and touch your forehead to his. By the power of your jutsu, you were transported into Itachi’s soulscape, where you’d be able to confirm for Madara upon exiting, Itachi’s true intentions and trustworthiness as an Akatsuki member.

Given what you had heard about Itachi, you braced yourself upon entering his soulscape, but were totally unprepared for what you saw.

Time stopped as you and Itachi stood under an endless blue sky painted with magnificent rolling waves of white clouds. The sound of rushing water caught your attention as you looked behind you to notice you were standing several paces away from the edge of a breathtaking waterfall. The cascading water plummeted down the carved earth into pools of emerald green.

Peace. You felt peace standing in this supposed monster’s soul? Itachi stood silent, his eyes intensely watching you as you began to take in more of your surroundings. You’d never seen or felt anything like this, this energy was so.. pure.

Taking a moment to gather all the information flooding your senses, you turned to look at Itachi as tears pricked your eyes. Your heart broke as you began to fully understand and feel the weight of what he’d been through– what he’d been forced to do, and how much of a monster he believed he was because of it. You felt a gut-wrenching familiarity that ignited an inferno in your own soul, pulling you to him like a magnet and calling you to embrace him and never let go.

“Itachi, I-” you moved close to him, your mind racing as you tried to process the truth, “I’m so sorry, for everything you’ve been through.” You delicately placed a hand on his cheek while looking deep into his gorgeous eyes. His demeanor softened as the emotions overcame the both of you.

“Y-You know?” he hesitantly asked, almost too scared to believe you were seeing the real him and not judging or looking at him with disgust.

Your brows twinged with sadness as you nodded, “Everything,” you replied, tears streaming down your pink cheeks.

He placed his large, warm palm over your hand as he searched your eyes for confirmation that this was really real and happening to him. He had always been expected to take on insurmountable tasks, things that made him question morality itself, all alone.

And yet, here you were, seeing him, understanding him, accepting him for who he truly was and not what he had done. The burden of his past finally being shared by an open heart, something he never could’ve imagined he deserved.

You reassured his fears without words, both of you lost in each other’s all-consuming gaze. You had never met before, and yet it felt like your souls had known each other many lifetimes.

You were standing so close to him, the heat of his flushed skin radiated his intoxicating scent, smelling of old-growth forest and clean musk. Every nerve and fiber of your being was lit aflame as his eyes dropped down to your plump lips. His soulful eyes returned to yours as he moved his other hand to gently push a strand of your silky hair out of your face.

You were entranced by his beauty, slowly blinking as you held eye contact with him, fighting every urge to taste his lips that were mere inches away. He equally was mesmerized by your beauty, his eyes scanned all of your features, trying to take you all in and understand what this all meant, how you came to be the you standing here holding him.

“Who are you?” his deep, gravelly voice purred, a gentle smile lighting up his face.

Panic overtook you as reality came crashing down, remembering that Madara was waiting in the real world for your answer. Though time operated much differently in your jutsu, Madara would certainly become suspicious if things took too long.

You placed your hands on either side of Itachi’s face as you held him close, a frantic look in your eyes.

“We’re out of time. Come to my room tonight, I’ll explain everything.” You hurriedly released the jutsu, and collected yourself so you could resume your emotionless facade so as to not draw suspicion.

You turned to face Madara, immediately detecting his impatience, “He passed,” you confirmed, “Sorry for the delay, there was.. a lot there.”

Madara stood silent for a moment before releasing a booming laugh, “Yes, I suppose given our Itachi’s history there would be quite a lot to sift through, y/n.”

He turned to walk past Itachi and beckoned him to follow as he began to discuss his plans for the Akatsuki and, eventually, the world. You stood frozen, body still processing all of the huge waves of emotions you’d experienced in your jutsu. A pit of anxiety began to form deep in your stomach knowing this fated meeting with Itachi meant it was finally time to begin your plan. To take down Madara and the Akatsuki from within.

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If you read this far, thank you so much I appreciate you!! I hope you liked my first fic ♡ᵎᵎᵎ

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mintsalsa · 8 months

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relationship hcs — sam coe (starborn!mc)

a/n: this post may contain spoilers, please skip if you haven't completed starfield's main story and come back later!

sry fallout peeps im in space cowboy dreamland rn 🤒 if anyone's interested i'd be down to write a non-starborn mc version too, so if you'd like to see that lmk! now buckle in losers bc i am feral

(nsfw below cut!)

★ ! sfw

he's going to be somewhat wary of you at first

you don't divulge the nature of your relationship with "the original" sam coe at first, but he can tell there's something pulling at your heartstrings every time you look at him

so after a while and some getting to know each other, he decides to ask

he's a little wooden and awkward about it, but it still almost manages to make you tear up

when you admit to him that you and him were lovers in your universe, he's caught off guard

he doesn't really know how to react, so he just reaches out to touch your shoulder in comfort as you try not to cry

he liked you, of course - you were strong and dependable, and your dry sarcasm never failed to light up his eyes in amusement - but lovers?

you assure him that you don't expect anything from him

it's the strangest feeling for you as well - it's him, but at the same time it's not really him, after all

sam tries to ignore what you've told him as best he can

there's no obligation to make you feel comfortable, you've told him that much

then why could he not stop thinking about what it must've been like to kiss you?

he'd rather die than admit it, but he grows significantly more observant of your behavior, more attached

he thinks about this other sam, this other him, and that there must've been a reason why that guy ended up falling in love with you

if he did it once, surely it could happen again, right?

and before he even realizes, he's absolutely smitten - once again, he can't deny that his souls seems to yearn for yours

you're conflicted when he awkwardly stumbles over a confession one night

but then you think of the other sam, your sam - and all of a sudden you're convinced that he would've gone to find you again, too

it almost breaks your chest when he kisses you again for the first time

he's warm, safe, and he feels so, so much like home

that night he holds you in his arms as your tears soak the fabric of his shirt

dating sam coe is chaotic in the best way possible - not even the slightest chance of boredom

he loves to tease, and you're no exception

the way you are with cora makes his heart swell inside his chest - it makes him want to marry you right then and there, on the spot

he's always dreamt of a partner like you, and there's nothing he wants more than to explore the entire universe with you, all over again

yet, his favorite thing is to hold you in his arms at night after a slow evening at the lodge, feeling your chest rise and fall under his palms while you quietly poke fun at each other

his kisses taste like cherries and spice, and he's so, so good at it that you sometimes fear you might lose your head

now you know no matter when, no matter where, you'd always fall back into each other's arms

★ ! nsfw

this man is a tight bundle of unbridled passion and sweet words of affirmation

sometimes it's hard to catch a break from everything and find the time for intimacy, but that doesn't dwindle his burning desire for you

much like with kissing, he's definitely spent the odd night wondering about what sex with you must've been like, what you might look like underneath your clothes

and when he sees you and the tips of his fingers touch your skin for the first time, it almost feels like the revival of a distant memory

he loves being teased, but he might love being in control even more

it always feels like his hands are everywhere at once - your face, your hips, your neck

he goes absolutely crazy whenever you push your hands into his hair and pull him closer

i see a bit of breathplay with him

he just loves feeling your body whenever his chest is pressed against your back, with a gentle hand on your throat and sweet, filthy words spilling past his lips

if you submit to him fully you can expect a lot of praise, too

you make him the happiest man in the world, in the universe - and if you had to do it over and over again, then he knows he'd let you

#starfield #sam coe #sam coe x reader #starfield x reader #starfield companions #f: starfield #c: sam coe #g: hcs #i cannot STRESS enough how brutally i need to smash

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thiccc110q · 7 months

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The Night We Met…. (Jean Kirstein x Reader)

SPOILERS FOR THE LAST EPISODE!!! ANGST! DEATH MENTIONED.Hey y’all, this is my first time writing in tumblr! Hopefully y’all like this!!! And please give any tips and ideas! Also, is femreader (she/her pronouns) Also this is inspired by “The NIght We Met” by Lord Huron.

The Rumbling…

Everyone was scared, terrified, hopeless, even…. broken.

Y/n has been part of the scouts going way back, since the incident of wall Maria. But even before, she knew mostly everyone in her group, Connie, Sasha, and Jean…

Reason why she knew them was because it was the first day of training and she had no partner. So, Shadis instead put her with Jean.

He was fumbling with his words but also being cocky as well. Underestimating you.

So when it was time to tackle each other, he was caught be surprise how you brought him down in the matter of seconds.

He looked up in pain but fought it over with a cockily smile, “What’s your name again?”

“None of your business you horse” You glared at him and left him there.

“HEY!!! ARENT YOU GOING TO HELP?!”

With that small introduction, it has been you, Jean, Sasha, and Connie. The four of you were the most annoying but yet strongest group.

4 years later, it has the toughest but yet, the best years of your life and Jeans.

Ever since the battle with Reiner, Bertholdt, and Zeke, you two have been getting closer than ever.

Him being more protective over you, he wanted to keep you safe, and made a promise to Marco to look out for you since the two of you were close as well.

During the first trip to Marley, it was crazy for you. You guys stayed there for about for bit while the others had to get things done before the battle. You and Jean decided to sneak out to a bar.

He was practically dragging you to the bar, the both of you laughing and almost out of breath.

He opens the door for you, “Well thank you, you good sir” You said

“No problem, my lady” He jokling replied.

You guys were there for a good while, just drinking and talking while there was slow music in background. That’s when the bartender announced there was only 10 minutes left.

Jean placed his cup down and looked at you. He couldn’t stop looking at you, how you looked so beautiful. And then he asked, “Hey, wanna dance?”, he held his hand to you.

You looked at him in a surprised but then relayed and nodded. You took his hand and he led you to the middle of room.

You guys both swayed to the slow music, while you had your head in his chest and he had his hand placed in the back of your waist. You can hear his heart race a bit, but took a deep breath and relaxed into him and closed your eyes.

In that moment, it felt like it was only you and him. And no one else.

“Hey Y/n…” Jean said suddenly,

You looked up, “Yeah?”

He looked down at you, then took another deep breath. “I’m afraid..”

“Afraid of what?” You took your head off from his chest, and looked at his eyes.

There’s a moment of silence, of only both of you looking at each other. “I’m afraid of losing you…”

A worried bit you asked, “There’s nothing to be afraid of Jean, I’m right here, with you.”

“ I know, but I’m afraid that im going to lose you , I promised Marco to look over you. To be more protective, but there was so much more into that promise. I want to keep safe, warm…. Loved” He spoke softly.

“Jean…”

“I know, it sounds crazy, but every since that day we met, I just knew that you were the one. You brought light to me when I was going through. You, you were the one to bring a smile and cared for me. And I want to do that you, I want to be there for you, I want to hold you and tell you everything is alright. I want a future with you….. I love you Y/n, ” Jean looked at you with gentle and soft expression.

You didn’t have words to say, you were speechless.

He took noticed and then sighed, “look, im sor-“ He got caught off by you kissing him on the lips. He kissed you back.

The kiss lasted for a good while until you pulled away and looked at him, “I love you to Jean… Ive been waiting for this” You smiled

He chuckled, “Same here….”

Jean couldn’t focus,

The rumbling has ended, but he was desperately trying to look for you.

You guys parted away, since it was a it easier to battle.

But he was worried, until he heard his name being called.

“JEAN!!! COME HERE, RIGHT NOW!!!” He heard Connie yell.

He hurriedly ran to him and then he saw the most terrifying thing he ever imagined.

A blade from the ODM gear struck you through. Connie was holding your head for support, he was crying.

First Marco, secondly Sasha, and then you…

Jean felt like he couldn’t move, until you opened your eyes and saw him.

“Jean…” You weakly said and tried to reach out for him. He hurriedly got down , Connie lifted your head to jeans lap.

“Hey beautiful…” He tearfully said,

“Jean… I’m sorry…”

“Hey, don’t say sorry, my love. You did your best… You know I love you right?”

You looked at him and smiled. “Yeah… I love you too Jean….. I dont want to go Jean” You were afraid to leave, to leave Jean.

“Hey, hey…. I’m going to be alright, you did your best my love”. Jean tears started to fall.

You smiled once more, “Hey Jean… please give me one more kiss..”

He gladly does, knowing it was going to be your final moment.

You felt his lips on yours, you raise your hand to touch his jaw. Suddenly, you get all the memories you had with him. When you guys first met, to grieving over Marcos death, to goofing around with Connie and Sasha, to him confessing his love to you. You smiled through the kiss. Taking your final breath.

Jean felt your body and hand go in limp.

He broke away from the kiss to look at you, how peacefully you looked. He pushed your hair behind your ear.

His body shook, and then started to cry more.

His cries can be heard from a good distance.

Connie stood in shock, his best friend has died.

And then a mist appeared. Both Jean and Connie looked up, saw you and Sasha waving at them. Smiling.

Then disappeared,

Jean can know live with that fact that you’re going to be ok.

“Please take me back to the night we met”

Hopefully y’all like it! Please let me know any tips and idea once again!

#attack on titan #jean kirschtein x reader #eren x reader #attack on titan x reader #connie x you #jean x y/n #jean x you #jean x reader #jean x mikasa #jean kirstein #jean kirschstein #jean kirschtien #jean kirschtein smut #jean kirschtein x you #jean kirschtein imagine

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lesbicosmos · 4 months

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rewatching s1 of broadchurch even tho im halfway through my first watch of s3 because i have an obsession with rewatching things and DAMN there are way more hints at who ended up being the killer than i originally thought, and a bunch of moments that are really ironic in hindsight

spoilers under the cut (yes it came out like 10 years ago but im still putting a spoiler warning)

ep1 - joe and ellie talk in the kitchen after hardy makes the statement to the media

joe: do you know what happened? i mean should we be worried for other kids?

on first watch, his tone of voice and body language here just seem like confused and worried parent, but on second, there's definitely a hint of panic in his voice

ep2 - joe, tom and fred in the cafe

joe: this is a terrible, unspeakable thing thats happened. but nothing like it will ever happen again here

tom: you cant know that though can you? you cant be sure

then after this joe's facial expression looks SO guilty like he can't think how to respond

ep3 - hardy questioning tom with joe in the room

hardy: can you think of anyone who would want to hurt danny?

THEN THE CAMERA IMMEDIATELY CUTS TO JOE. ik near the end joe swears he never wanted to hurt him but this is still a rly clever piece of editing, i love when shows do this. also the fact that in every scene where he's questioning tom, joe's in the room and occasionally talks but he's never in the frame of the camera hardys using to record it. he was literally right under their noses the entire time and they never suspected because they were focused on other people too much

ep4 hardy goes to the millers" for dinner

this scene hits so much different on second viewing holy shit. at one point they're talking about marriage and work and how hardy's divorce was partially work-related and:

hardy: this job, it does it to you

ellie: well, not to us

ellie actually makes me sob she loves her life so much then it all just comes crashing down on her

joe: do you think you're gonna solve this case?

hardy: certain.

joe: good :)

joe's reply itself here makes sense but there's a few seconds before he says it where his face is just blank and mildly panicked. he's genuinely worrying about being caught at this point.

now this one isn't a direct hint or anything but just if you think about the dialogue in a different context...yeah it fits

hardy: you bloody liar

joe: ive said nothing

hardy: and yet-

joe said nothing to the police or ellie and yet was lying the WHOLE time.

ep5 - brian asks ellie out

ellie: sorry, im married

brian: and thats an issue is it?

ellie: happily married, brian

brian: oh. okay, fair enough. only lots of people aren't though, are they?

ellie: i am.

THE IRONY OH ELLIE LET ME GIVE YOU A HUG PLEASE

ep6 - jack's wake

ellie spends the whole scene looking around to see if anyone looks worried, at one point she looks into a room (seemingly at nige but joe is stood nearby having a different conversation) and she makes eye contact with joe RIGHT as the camera cuts away

ep 6 - joe takes tom to the skate park and ellie arrives

ellie: i was just looking round that bar at the wake thinking "its someone here, why cant i see it?" the longer this goes on, im starting to suspect everyone

joe: when you say everyone...

ellie: well, nearly everyone

this is probably the most obvious hint that i can't believe i didn't catch on to. of COURSE they're gonna make a point for the killer to be the ONE person ellie LITERALLY SAYS she isn't suspicious of.

ep7 - ellie lets susan leave the police station

ellie (about susan's past with her husband and daughters): in your own house, how could you not know?

just ow. the irony of it all. fucking ow.

#in conclusion ellie miller needs a hug and im more than willing to give her one #this is why i love rewatching things almost immediately after i watch them for the first time #you notice all the subtleties you didn't notice the first time and it lets you rly appreciate the cleverness of the writing and acting #broadchurch #broadchurch s1 #ellie miller #joe miller #alec hardy #olivia colman #david tennant #i love rambling about decade-old tv shows as though they've only just come out <333

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wannaeatramyeon · 1 year

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Hello, im absolutely in love with your work btw.

I was just wondering if you could do a taehoon x reader, but the reader catches taehoon staring.

Like a small session of teasing and flirting basically :)

Thank youu <33

My dear anon. SO SORRY ABOUT THE DELAY. HONESTLY MY DELAYS ARE GETTING LONGER SORRY! Thank you for the ask/request! And thank you so much for reading! Getting to see Taehoon again this week.... Ahhh! 🫶🫶🫶

Seong Taehoon x Reader: Uno Reverse

Fluffy flirty heh

Taehoon can't help it. He really can't.

He tried to stop it, but like magnets, his eyes are drawn to you again and again. Rumi has noticed. Mangi has noticed. Even Gaeul of all people has noticed too.

This is embarrassing. This is not him.

You even caught Taehoon the other week, teasingly told him to "Take a picture, it'll last longer" and he countered with "Piss off".

He was furious after that, and took it out on some poor unsuspecting idiot. Spoiler alert, that idiot was Hobin.

Imagine his triumph then, when today, Taehoon catches you staring. Of course that was only because he's trying to look at you. Is it his fault that your presence is unbearably loud, and you seem especially captivating today? Wait- Ugh, no don't answer that.

Still. He manages a trademark Taehoon response.

''Fuck you looking at, creep?"

Taehoon is looking for a reaction, he always does with you. Ideally any reaction would do, though a blush would be preferable. You don't blush, and he really wishes you would. You turn such a pretty shade of pink, that he can't help but be exceedingly smug when he makes you flustered at all. Annoyingly, it seems to be him getting flustered all too often these days.

Giving him a mischievous smile, you come closer.

See, another trademark of Taehoon is he has no chill with personal space. Time and time again, he gets in your face, mutters something with his lips oh-so-close (to be honest, it could be him reciting the goddamn dictionary for all you care; all you could hear is the roar of blood in your ears) and wow, it's strangely hot here and your throat is dry and his eyes look almost golden and doesn't he smell good-

Anyway. The point is, you spot an opportunity. Taehoon, the little nutjob, lounging on the sofa, giving you a height and space advantage.

Closer and closer you approach, until he has to almost shuffle backwards. Of course he refuses to budge.

Stalemate?

Nope. Your next move is to lean down. Your noses are almost touching.

Eventually you answer him, playful smirk on your lips, "I'm looking at you."

Taehoon isn't pleased. At all.

...Well. That's not strictly true. He knows what you're doing. You're not subtle, and neither is he, for that matter. He should hate how you have flipped his own damn script on him. And yet.

He peers up at you with a scowl, retort on the tip of his tongue-

You beat him to the punch. In a burst of courage, your fingers brush back his fringe and run through his hair.

Taehoon honest-to-god gulps, and you feel the mad urge to nip at his throat.

"Just thinking about how you would look with shorter hair," you say.

Fuck. Fuck!

Taehoon loves this. He is absolutely done for.

#taehoon seong #taehoon x reader #viral hit #viral hit manhwa #viral hit x reader #viral hit webtoon #viral hit headcanons #how to fight #how to fight manhwa #how to fight webtoon #how to fight headcanons #seong taehoon x reader #seong taehoon #seong taehun #seong taehun x reader #taehun seong #taehun seong x reader #wannaeatramyeon

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lambertdiary · 8 months

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Hey love your fanfics and I would like to request where the lipstick demon trapped x reader im the other world and dalton has to astrol project to save us and him at the end ends up being possessed. This could be a two part so the second part x reader saving him ☺️ I really hope this all makes so me and thank you again. 🥰😘☺️

A/N: So I’m not gonna lie, I’ve had this request for nearly TWO MONTHS 😭 I’m so sorry it took this long to write but honestly I never really know how to write possessed Dalton, it literally takes forever but hopefully you’re still around to read it!! I really hope you like it so please let me know what you think 🫶🏻 (It’s kind of long so maybe that’ll make up for not being as active lately?)

Word Count: 4.3k+

Warnings: established relationship, possessed Dalton, anxiety, the further, insidious: the red door spoilers

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I’m Not Going Anywhere

After the harrowing events that unfolded in Dalton's life, things seemed to have settled down. It had been exactly three months since he closed the Red Door and from that moment everything was better, including his ability to get a full night of sleep. That didn’t stop Y/N from making sure he was doing okay, constantly asking how he was and paying close attention to him, especially to how much rest he was getting, the slightest sign of tiredness making her worry all over again.

Truth is the darkness wasn’t messing with Dalton anymore, so if he was tired or didn’t sleep properly the night prior it had everything to do with schoolwork or his girlfriend and nothing to do with The Further. That was until he started to feel like there were eyes on him at all times, even when he was all alone. It was like someone (or something) was watching him and controlling his every move, waiting for him to make the tiniest mistake. But he would never let anyone know, not this time. The last thing he wanted was for Y/N to get worried, knowing how bad things were last time he didn’t want to put her through that again.

Almost immediately after he noticed he was being watched he started having these weird dreams he used to have when he was a kid, they weren’t just nightmares and they weren’t apparitions like the ones he had a few months ago, they were more like a soul-roaming experiences and he couldn’t tell if he was drifting off somewhere else or if he was still in his bed. When all of these things started happening his instincts told him that the nightmare he thought he had escaped was about to resurface, and he had a bad feeling regarding the Red Door, but he was praying he was wrong.

⋆ ★ ⋆ ★

Y/N was standing by the window, her eyes focused on the clouded sky getting darker by the minute. It looked like it would start raining soon so she thought she should get going before it was too late.

A yawn behind her caught her attention, she turned around and spotted Dalton laying in his bed with his hands behind his head, admiring the sight of her slowly approaching him “Tired yet?”

“Just a little bit” He was smiling softly but that didn’t hide the tired expression written on his face.

She sat next to him on the bed, Dalton sitting up to face her “What’s going on? Talk to me”

Dalton knew that tone, she was worried so he needed to give her a believable excuse “I’m behind on that art project I told you about so I’ve been trying to catch up this week”

Y/N nodded slowly. She wanted to believe him, but if she felt like something was wrong she wouldn’t be able to push it away, not until she knew for sure “Are you projecting again?”

“No” He shook his head quickly as his hands cupped hers “It’s nothing like that”

“Dalton, I can tell you’re tired and-”

“I mean I am tired, but it’s just my classes, that’s all. You know how Armagan is when it comes to these extensive projects” He gave her a reassuring smile, and he knew it worked because he could see the fear leave her body as she took a deep breath.

“Are you sure everything is alright?”

“Everything is great” Her eyes lingered on how his hair fell perfectly on his face as his head lowered to place a feather-light kiss on her forehead, closing her eyes momentarily as a smile appeared on her face “What should we do for dinner?”

“Mhm” She stopped to think for a moment. Her plan to leave before the rain hit would have to be put aside since her boyfriend’s wellbeing was far more important than making it back to her dorm dry “We should just order something and stay here, it’s probably gonna rain soon”

Y/N was right, it started raining almost as soon as they ordered their food, so eating in his room was definitely a good call. A couple of hours went by and they were done with their dinner, the sound of the pouring rain filling the room along with their laughter.

“How can you not like M&M'S?” They were currently ranking each other’s favourite sweets as they laid on their backs and stared at the ceiling. Y/N was surprised at how much taste Dalton lacked when it came to that, feeling a little displeased whenever he disliked something from her list.

“Not every flavour though, just the peanut chocolate ones”

“What?” She asked, almost yelling “That’s even worse, take it back”

“Sorry love, you have terrible taste”

“Says the guy who has Tootsie Rolls on his top 10” “What’s wrong with Tootsie Rolls?”

“Those are actually terrible” Dalton was about to defend himself again, but a notification on Y/N’s phone interrupted him. She immediately took it and let out a loud breath when she read the message, almost rolling her eyes

“Everything okay?”

“Yeah, just my roommate asking when I’ll be back”

“Oh”

“Still raining a lot outside” Y/N said as she sent a message back and Dalton immediately looked out the window “I’m gonna have to run to my dorm”

“No” Dalton was quick to reply “You should stay here with me tonight” Y/N looked at him with a smile on her face. She had already replied to her roommate telling her she would stay with Dalton tonight, but Dalton didn’t know that so he was ready to convince her “You can wear one of my shirts, and if it gets really cold we can cuddle”

Y/N’s smile grew bigger “I guess I’m gonna have to stay here then”

“Yes, you’re stuck with me tonight” He said, scooting over in his bed and propping up on one elbow as he laid on his side, facing her “It’s been a while since you’ve stayed with me”

“Well, it’s been a while since you’ve begged me to stay”

Dalton let out a shy laugh “It was just easier to convince you when I lied about my night light not working anymore”

“Right” Y/N chuckled as she remembered the many times he used that excuse “I forgot you don’t need the light or me anymore” She joked.

“But I always do, I need you” Dalton placed a hand on her hip “I feel safer when I’m with you”

And there it was, the bad feeling she had before. Dalton looked genuinely scared and he hadn’t been like that for a while, so him behaving that way all of the sudden filled her with fear and worry.

Y/N put her hand on top of his, rubbing it softly “I’m right here, and I’m not going anywhere”

Dalton kissed her, long and sweet, breaking the kiss only when they needed to breathe “Thank you”

“Now let’s get ready for bed, it’s getting late”

⋆ ★⋆ ★

A faint voice woke Y/N up, her body covered in goosebumps when the pure darkness welcomed her once she opened her eyes. She looked around but there was nothing surrounding her, but a low light slowly appearing behind her caught her eye, it was flickering and it looked like it was about to go out any second.

She turned around slowly, her shaky legs almost giving out on her when she heard the voice again, this time louder and closer, allowing her to make out what it was saying. It was her name.

Suddenly the light died for just a moment, but when it came back something emerged from the darkness, it was a tall muscular figure and it was standing in front of her, and even though she could barely see it she could tell it had a sinister smile and grotesque appearance, making her feel more terrified than ever.

It was getting closer to her, the loud stomps from the dark cloven hooves ringing with each step. It took her a moment to process what was happening, but when she was able to see the entity better it clicked instantly. It was the demon that had been watching and torturing Dalton for years. She had never seen it before, but Dalton has described it enough times for her to remember the red-painted face that made it easy to distinguish.

She couldn’t move and the more she struggled the harder it was to breathe. She squeezed her eyes closed hoping it would go away, but the panic only increased when it didn’t work.

How was this possible? Why was the demon stalking her in her own dreams?

The Lipstick Demon was only getting closer, the long claws reaching for her as a crackling sound flooded her ears. She tried to scream, but the only thing that came out was her boyfriend’s name.

⋆ ★⋆ ★

“Dalton!” a distant scream woke him up, elaborated breathing as he blinked a few times to adjust to the faint light that was coming through the window. He looked next to him and located Y/N still sleeping there, adjusting himself in a better position to hug her as close as possible and trying hard to push away the reason he was awake, thinking (or at least hoping) it was just another nightmare.

But something rattling in the darkness of his room made him change his mind, and an unexpected chill ran down his spine. He picked his head up and scanned the dark room, trying to find the source of the noise. There was nothing out of the ordinary in sight but he was sure there was something there, watching him. Watching them. But it wasn’t until he remembered whose scream woke him up that his mind started racing.

“Y/N?” He said softly as his eyes went back to her “Baby, are you sleeping?” Nothing.

He feared the worst as he kept trying to wake her up, calling her name repeatedly and softly shaking her. He didn’t wanna accept what was already creeping on his mind, but she wasn’t a heavy sleeper, not like that, so that could only mean one thing. He persisted a couple more times, until he heard it again, her scream.

“Dalton”

The door didn’t close and he was aware of that now, the tension on his muscles and his heart rate increasing as he thought of the possible outcomes of Y/N being trapped somewhere away from him, somewhere in that terrible place. He knew what had to be done, he needed to astral project to find her and bring her back to him, but no matter how much he had gone through in the past, he had never felt this anxious and scared.

He sat with his back against the headboard, adjusting Y/N between his legs so that he could hold her and somewhat protect her. He closed his eyes and intertwined one of his shaky hands with hers, taking a deep breath before counting down from 10.

10…

9…

8…

7…

6…

5…

4…

3…

2…

1…

He opened his eyes and found himself in the dark version of his dorm, looking back at their physical bodies once he got up. They looked so cute and peaceful laying there, as if they were simply sleeping together. If anyone came in and found them laying like that they would never in a million years guess their souls are roaming around in a dark realm, hoping they can make it back safe.

He grabbed the lamp that appeared in front of him and held it up to his face to see better. Dalton’s breathing was increasing as he walked towards the door but he left his fear behind as he only had one thing on his mind: saving Y/N.

He exited the room and started wandering around, not sure how he would make it to the demonic lair, that stupid place he was sure the demon was keeping her in. “Y/N?” He tried calling her, but he was scared to be too loud and have other things follow him. If one of the trapped souls noticed him there they would be able to find his empty body, meaning they would find hers too and if something were to happen to her he would never forgive himself, but the thing is something did already happen, but he was just hoping he could save her.

He was desperately looking around him, looking for any sign of her “Y/N!” He repeated, this time a lot louder.

Dalton wasn’t getting anywhere, he was thinking of every possible way to find Y/N’s soul but he was only finding more darkness. But then all of the sudden a scream echoed through the pitch dark paths ahead of him, the familiar Red Door materialised before him and opened itself slowly.

He started running, he was going as fast as he could to ensure he would make it there before it was too late, the light above it flickering made him think it could go away any second.

Dalton made it in, and the sinister sounds became louder than they were. He had been lucky so far, he didn’t encounter any spirits or shadows that would usually stick close to him, but the one spirit that feared the most was somewhere in that dark place.

Dalton called her name, it had been a while since he heard her so he was way more worried than before, the negative thoughts were taking over his mind.

He walked for what felt like an eternity, looking for her in the darkest corners but there was no sign of her, until a gut wrenching scream hit his ears. It was Y/N, but she wasn’t calling for him anymore.

“Y/N!” The panic in his voice was evident as he rushed to where her voice came from, praying he could find her before something else did.

The sight of her made his heart sink. She was struggling to break free from the metal links that were keeping her there, a place he had been trapped in not too long ago. Dalton looked around before approaching her, wanting to make sure he wasn’t being followed.

Her eyes lit up as soon as she saw him, tears rolling down her face when she whispered “Dalton”

“Are you okay?” Was the one thing he needed to know. She nodded as she tried to get up to hug him, needing his comfort “Wait, don’t move. I’m gonna get you out of here, okay?” She nodded again and went back to her previous position, but the panic came back when Dalton started to walk away.

“Stay with me”

“I’ll be back, I just need to find something to break the chain”

“What if it comes back?” She asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

The tears he had been holding started to fall down. Seeing Y/N in this state because of him was something he was always scared of, but after he thought he closed the Red Door he brushed it off thinking the danger vanished along with his nightmares, and even though the bad dreams came back he didn’t want to think about something bad happening to her, but he should’ve known the danger never truly left.

He stepped closer to her and crouched, finally embracing her “It won’t. But I will, I promise”

Y/N had a hard time letting him go, but when she did she wrapped her arms around herself to try to replace the warm feeling he provided her.

Dalton left her side, promising once again he would be back and quickly looked for something to free her from the metal chain. He didn’t wanna get too far from her, so he remained close enough to keep an eye on her. It didn’t take too long before he spotted something that could work, a big hammer hidden under a pile of wood.

He took it and rushed back to her, following the chain with his eyes and kneeling when he was in front of her “Close your eyes” He whispered, hitting the links as hard as he could once her eyes were closed.

The memories of his dad doing the same flashed before his eyes, and he started to wonder how they would both make it back to their bodies. It only took a few more tries to release her, and when he did he grabbed her hand and helped her get on her feet.

“We’ll have to run” She nodded and Dalton located the door, holding her tighter and guiding her to the exit. They were running but as they went through the door something started walking behind them.

Y/N recognised the stomps, but she was too scared to look back. She wanted to warn Dalton but she couldn’t find her voice, so she squeezed his hand a couple of times to get his attention.

He already knew what was behind them but he didn’t wanna face it, not while Y/N was with him, but he also knew she was way more scared than he was, and since he was the reason she was stuck in The Further he would do anything to save her.

“Run, and go back to your room!” He yelled, dropping her hand.

Y/N woke up with a loud gasp, looking around her to make sure she was back in the real world. Her eyes fell to their holding hands and she quickly looked up at Dalton, who remained motionless behind her with sweat covering his face almost completely.

She turned around and kneeled between his legs, carefully cupping his face and scanning every muscle of his body “Dalton?” She whispered but nothing happened, so she came to the conclusion that his body was still empty.

She knew what it meant, he was still in the dark realm but she was hoping he was looking for a way to get back. She was too scared to think of any other possibility, because if he was being drawn back to where she was and the demon was planning on keeping him there, she wouldn’t know how to save him, she didn’t have the ability to astral project to go back for him. But she remembered what Dalton said his parents used to do.

She left the bed for just a moment to turn on every light in his room, taking the power station to his bed to plug his night light to one of the outlets. She went back to her previous position and took a deep breath before starting “Dalton, follow my voice” She held his hand and repeatedly called his name, wiping her own tears every so often.

The minutes went by and Y/N didn’t stop talking to him, trying to guide him back to his body but she didn’t consider the risks of doing that.

Finally, Dalton opened his eyes abruptly, breathing heavily as he sat up completely. She was about to hug him, but there was something off with him, his pale face telling her it was something else.

He ignored her presence and looked down at his body, bringing his hands up to his chest and then his arms, a smirk appearing when he saw her.

Y/N left the bed slowly, her mind racing as she tried to think of a solution, maybe what they did last time could save him, but her fear was taking over. Dalton locked eyes with her and followed her to where she was standing, stopping inches away as his eyes turned a yellow-ish colour as he blinked. She was immobilised by terror, so she couldn’t get out of there even if she wanted to, but she would never abandon him there anyway.

After a moment of complete silence, Y/N tried to run towards the door in hopes of getting Chris, but with a simple hand movement from Dalton she fell to the ground and felt her body being dragged across the dorm and slammed back to the bed. The door swung open and closed after a moment, the lights in the room flickering a few times and before dimming, and desperation overtook her when she realised her mistake.

⋆ ★⋆ ★

Dalton saw Y/N slowly fade, letting him know she was back in his dorm safe and sound. That gave him a moment of relief, but it didn’t last long. He turned around to look for the Red Door, finding the menacing presence of the Lipstick Demon instead, standing right in front of the door and his scary eyes glowing in the dark staring back at him.

Sweat dripped from his brow as he watched it take steps closer to him, the space around him becoming smaller and colder. Suddenly, he heard her calling for him again.

“Dalton, follow my voice”

For a moment he thought about just running as fast as he could and go back, but his time to make a decision vanished when the demon let out a devilish laugh and disappeared. He knew where it went, so he desperately followed Y/N’s voice.

It stopped eventually, and when it did he knew something else took his place. He was running through the dark pathways at maximum speed, feeling momentarily pleased when he found his room.

He swung the door open and saw Y/N on his bed and the demon in front of her, looking down with a gaze filled with devilish intentions. He looked back at Dalton, letting out another laugh as the look on his face threatened to hurt her, and he knew it could do it effortlessly and in a second.

Dalton entered the room completely and closed the door behind him, the terrified look on Y/N’s face broke his heart. After the lights flickered and then dimmed, Dalton was trying hard to stabilise his breathing, but the eerie sounds made it hard to concentrate.

Panic gripped Dalton, but he focused his thoughts and shouted "You can’t take me again, I’m not afraid of you anymore!"

The demon let out an otherworldly shriek at Dalton, but he held his ground. With newfound courage and a surge of inner strength, he chanted words he had learned to banish the demon back to The Further and away from Y/N.

As he continued reciting the words a blinding light engulfed it, forcing it out of his body. With a final scream of defeat, it disappeared completely and the lights went back to normal. Dalton’s body fell to the ground and Y/N quickly went to check on him.

A couple of seconds passed and Dalton woke up gasping for air, she was staring at him, completely frozen and analysing every part of his face “Dalton?” Her voice was so low she barely even heard herself.

“Are you okay?” He immediately asked her, sitting up and reaching for her “What did I do to you?”

“Nothing, you didn’t do anything” Now that she was sure that was Dalton, she practically jumped on him to hug him tight.

“But are you okay?”

“Yes, I’m okay now” Her voice was a little muffled since she had her face buried on his neck, and Dalton brought his hands up and down her back softly to comfort her.

“I thought I told you to run” He whispered after a moment.

“And leave you? I would never do that”

“But I didn’t want you to-”

“Dalton, I told you I’m not going anywhere” She replied, breaking the hug and slightly punching his chest “Why didn’t you tell me this was happening?”

“I’m sorry-”

“You promised you would tell me if something was wrong”

“I know, love. I’m sorry, I’m so sorry” Y/N’s eyes softened when he noticed the regret on his face.

“Why didn’t you?”

He stayed silent for a moment “I didn’t want you to worry”

“Well, if you had said something maybe tonight wouldn’t have happened. Dalton, there’s a reason I want to know these things” He nodded slowly “How did this happen?”

Dalton looked down in an attempt to avoid eye contact “I don’t think the door is closed” He finally admitted and her heart dropped at his words “I thought it was but the… demon, I think it has been watching me” He didn’t dare to look up to meet her gaze, but he knew she was crying.

“For how long?”

“Maybe a few weeks” He replied quietly.

“Dalton-”

“I didn’t think it was real, it started out as a nightmare”

“But isn’t that how it starts every time?”

“I just… I don’t want to lose you”

“And you won’t, you will never lose me” He finally met her eyes, cupping her face as he wiped a tear with his thumb. He never wanted to put her in danger, and if he had known that was a possibility he wouldn’t have let her stay there tonight.

“I’m sorry”

“I know”

“And I promise this will never happen again”

A chill ran down her spine as she remembered the events that took place just a few minutes ago “But... how did this happen?” She asked again, and Dalton just gave her a confused look “I can’t astral project, why was I trapped in The Further?”

“I don’t know, but I promise I will find out”

Y/N nodded and closed the distance between them, wrapping her arms around him almost as if she was trying to keep from leaving his body again and feeling grateful they were both okay.

Dalton on the other hand wasn’t as grateful, he knew he needed to close the door and he had to make sure he could keep his promise of something like this never happening again, after all, he had a girlfriend to protect.

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𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮. ft. diluc

— what is he like when you both finally become a thing? and how does it happen? what happens after you both get married, lets see! ♡

⟢ Sypnosis﹒ basic sfw/nsfw hcs on genshin men once you date them!!

⤷ ﹒ notes ♩ WAAA i just fixed my blog n fixed school, and i wanna change to kokomi/blue pink & green theme bro, anywaysss.... im back from my hiatus YIPPEE!!!!

⟢ Warnings﹒ no spoilers that is important to the in-game storyline, mentions of death (diluc fatherlessness), THESE HAVE NSFW HEADCANNONS AT THE END.

𝐃𝐈𝐋𝐔𝐂 𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐍𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐑, what was he like when he first met you?

・whether you'd be the Traveler's friend from another nation, or even outside this world, or if you were just one of Kaeya's new drinking buddies, nevertheless you caught his eye in particular.

・you weren't really obnoxious, unlike someone else who drinks at the tavern often, green fading to blue hair, short, and has an anemo vision.. well you could control your alcohol consumption pretty well, you could drink a lot and still not be that drunk at all, plus, he'd never admit it before, but you were stunning. not like the other drunkards he met at his tavern.

・specifically taking shifts only whenever you arrived, but that's just a coincidence he says. you usually would just strike up conversations once Kaeya had gone, or that he was too drunk to talk (lol), it was just you trying to get to know him, to your surprise though, he would reply, even if it was a dry, cold response, he also tried to put a bit of effort into talking to you. when a particular pointed it out he would get a free bottle of dandelion wine, and a treat to able to hear you laugh a bit.

・he can be a bit unwelcoming at times, but whenever you spoke to him, that changed. slowly warming up to you, you both had pleasing conversations, as chaos of drunkards in the background rose, yet you both paid no mind, just you and him, no one else.

𝐃𝐈𝐋𝐔𝐂 𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐍𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐑, how would he act once he realized he liked you, romantically?

・probably would be in major denial, attachment issues too. he's scared you leave him like everyone else, he's scared that he'll hurt you without meaning too. tries to push the feelings away, plus, you probably only like him as a friend, right? he would slightly, very slightly, gaslight himself into thinking you only like him as a good friend, or not a friend at all

・next stage; anger, he is probably a bit upset with himself that he fell for you, but who could blame him, you treated him like an equal, your bright smile could immediately make his day, your voice could soothe his mind, your body was like candy to his eyes, everything about you he loved, he was frustrated, why did he love you so much? whenever you arrived into the tavern at night, his face would light, and a small smile would cover his face, no one has done for him, ever.

・bargaining; like i said he would maybe gaslight himself into thinking you don't like him like that, and maybe tried to ignore you too. that's hard, especially since the whole my shift is when you arrive thing is there now.. well he just tries to not make an effort in his conversations with you anymore, but you do, and that gives him a real hard time. he gave up eventually.

・depression; he's scared that he's lowkey accepting that he likes you, has actually now taken into account if you liked him back. when he finally opens his heart to someone other than himself. after his father's death, he wasn't the same person. Kaeya noticed that too, you could make him feel better within seconds of being in his presence, it felt like home, something he never felt before. made him take a few days off of shifts at the tavern, burying himself in work, paperwork that had been recently given so not much work was had to be done, trying to distract himself from you was hard. he gave up a bit later, he decided to escort you home.

・acceptance; probably a year into meeting you, he'd accept that he liked you, wow, that took a while, but bro has issues, what do you expect.. anyways, he does acknowledge his love for you very clearly. accepted, accepts, whatever, he is now aware he loves you, but even during the 1st year you both met, he's taken note of your reactions to his words, to what he does, and did. he makes sure that when he does end up confessing, that he doesn't get rejected and ruins your friendship. even taking so long to observing you a bit more for 3 months, just to see if you'd accept his offer to go out with him, he didn't really have to wait that long, you'd also fallen in love at first sight. finally after so long, he takes you both on your first date!

𝐃𝐈𝐋𝐔𝐂 𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐍𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐑, where would he take you both on your first date?

・picnic dates on top. the classic clichè restaurant date is a close second, and coffee dates at home or at a small cat cafe is a good tie. picnic dates with him would probably be near the dawn winery, maybe even picking out good grapes for grape juice and make some at home, he knows how to make homemade fruit juice, just give him good fruit, that's it and he'll make yum yum smoothies. probably would tell adelinde that he'll cook for any upcoming picnic dates you guys have. ・next upcoming dates would always be a surprise though, he isn't always the man to do the same thing over and over again, restaurant dates with him feel like a dream though! he rents out the whole place, so that's it's just both of you, and from past conversations whenever he's asked you about things, he does take note mentally about your favorite food, favorite place, etc. he'll probably try to learn how to make the dishes you love too! ・coffee dates at home, definitely just both of you cuddling and spending time together by talking to each other, or going out for a walk, probably would also have set up something so that both of you could stargaze at night when ever meteor shower were scheduled that day. very thoughtful, will gift you whatever you frequently talk about things like jewelry, he'll buy whatever's best fitting to you, he loves seeing you wear what he bought, definitely does something to him. ・he probably asks lisa and jean for advice, they both laugh at him lmao, "i'm happy you both are together, after so long, but nothing gives me a laugh more than diluc trying to ask for help from us is something out of the ordinary", jean probably nods and laughs with her girlfriend too, but they do give him good advice trying to help you both, lots of laughs through out it though hehe. 𝐃𝐈𝐋𝐔𝐂 𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐍𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐑, when will he propose? did it go wrong, but in a right way? or did it go according to how he wanted it to go?

・probably does go according to what he planned, maybe after 2/4+ years or being together, he'd start thinking about marriage, and having a family with you. very often in the 1st or 2nd year of dating/being his partner, he'd start to think, and maybe even once asked you if you ever wanted to get married one day. marriage with you, or having a family in general, was constantly on his mind, and never left. also to answer the question if he wants kids; yes, 1-3. ・did it go wrong in a good way, or did it go accordingly; it went accordingly, it went well, he's super happy, he had given you a whole speech, holding your hand, he memorized the speech by heart, the whole time he's on the verge of tears and slowly getting on one knee once he's almost done with the speech, and brings out a beautiful ruby jewel on the top, with a gold mixed with silver base, he thinks it compliments your beauty. probably had rented out a restaurant for it, to make it seem like a normal date. took you out to a secret hangout of his that he decorated with plants that only shine in the night. ・in a way, it went both ways too, putting that ring on your ring finger was an amazing feeling, he fell in love all over again, both of you have tears running down each other's cheeks, this was one of the happiest nights ever, before you both had your wedding a month later. your wedding is probably lowkey private, inviting mostly who are fairly close to you guys; jean, lisa, kaeya, the traveler, paimon, etc.!! (jean catches the bouquet when you do the bouquet toss thing)

NSFW HEADCANNONS. read at ur own risk ♡

𝐃𝐈𝐋𝐔𝐂 𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐍𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐑, general nsfw hcs :D ・likes being in control probably, maybe breeding kink, but he probably just wants you and him to feel good, your body is his no. 1 kink. maybe corruption kink too though, anyways medium/high sex drive-ish, doesn't masturbate that much, usually gets turned on by revealed skin, like revealing clothing on you gets him going, like i said, mostly anything that concerns your body, is what he definitely loves the most, everything about you gets him going, probably jerked off to you once or twice before you guys started dating, he's probably sensitive too, pretty prone to orgasms, doesn't cum that quick i guess ・probably pulls your head closer to his shaft while you're blowing him, maybe 6.325 flaccid, 8.459 hard. his pounds get harder the more you guys are into the moment. like in the heat of the moment he probably degrades you, he doesn't mean it and reassures you during aftercare sessions. loves it when you look at him in the eyes, likes it a bit too much actually, positions he loves is anything that concerns you looking at him, and him getting to see your whole body. ・i feel like he tops more often, but is a switch, he leans to dominating much more. but if he was a submissive baby, praise him, like a lot. mark his body, let him know he's yours. pound him hard while you tell him praise, with your strap/dick, he'll absolutey fall. hearing how he makes you feel, makes him even more horny too. ・he sucks the life out of ur dick/pussy, like it's unreal. will not waste any drop of your cum. oh by the way suck his nipples while fucking his hole :D!! ・after everything's done, aftercare with him is great. loves showering with you after, lots of praise after everything's done because he wants you to remember he still cares about you, want you to remember that.

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