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swirlymarimo · 6 months
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Zoro: *entering the kitchen* Hey honey are you busy right n- *sees the crew*
Everyone: *silent*
Sanji: *slams his head against the counter*
Zoro: I thought you wouldn't be back until later.
Nami: ...we finished the shopping early.
Usopp: So...you guys are like a couple? How come you were keeping it a secret?
Franky: That's so sad, feeling like you have to hide from your own friends! I'm sorry!
Robin: *smiles like she knew all along*
Luffy: You guys didn't know?
Brook: Luffy san you did?!
Luffy: Yeah.
Zoro: *looks at Sanji*
Sanji: *deep sigh* What did you need darling?
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frickingnerd · 7 months
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kiss me before i lose my mind
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pairing: luka couffaine x gn!reader
summary: luka knows he really shouldn't kiss you in public, to keep your relationship a secret. but he just can't keep his hands off you...
tags: secret relationship, marinette crushing on luka, adrien crushing on reader, open ending, luka is a bad liar
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seeing you smile at him like this but being unable to hold you close and kiss you was absolutely killing luka. 
but you and luka had decided to keep your relationship a secret from your friends, ever since the two of you got together a few weeks ago. after all, making your relationship public would only end up hurting someone. everyone knew that marinette had a thing for luka, as well as that adrien had a little crush on you as well. those two were your friends and you really didn't want to hurt them by making out in front of them, but it was getting harder and harder as time went by to keep your relationship a secret. 
the two of you were currently at a party that rose was hosting, having arrived there separately, only to find your way towards each other once everyone had arrived. despite trying to keep it hidden, you still couldn't stay away from each other. and keeping your hands to yourself was just as hard, if not harder… 
"please, stop smiling at me like that. i'm not sure what will happen if you keep doing that…"
luka's eyes went back and forth between you and the dancefloor, where all of his friends were dancing together. despite having found a more secluded spot, he was sure someone would notice if he'd kiss you right now. though he really couldn't keep away from you for long… 
"luka… i always smile like that"
you replied amused, gently resting a hand on your boyfriend's cheek, only for him to remove it and take your hand into his own. 
"then i guess i never realized how pretty you look…" luka leaned in a bit. "i really, really want to kiss you right now…" 
you could feel his breath against your lips and the loud music in the background. yet somehow, luka's breathing sounded so much louder than the music, as he tried to control himself and stop himself from pulling you into a kiss. 
"and the others? if they see us, they–"
"would it be selfish if i said i don't care anymore…? i know they're our friends, but… as our friends, they should be happy for us! and nothing would make me happier than kissing you already…"
luka was barely holding himself back anymore. his lips shaking with anticipation, just waiting to finally meet yours. 
"just one kiss, alright?"
you both know that it wouldn't stay at just one. but luka mumbled a quick "sure" out, before pressing his lips onto yours, his hands finding their way onto your hips and pulling you closer. you closed your eyes, immersing yourself into the moment. after a few seconds, luka pulled away for a quick second to gasp for air, only to press his lips onto yours for a second and then third kiss. 
you only pulled away from each other when you heard someone approach, a familiar voice calling out to the two of you. 
"is everything okay…?"
you quickly pulled away from each other. luka towered over you, covering adrien's view of you, which led to the model only getting a good view of luka's back. 
you stared into luka's eyes for a moment, a panicked look on both of your faces, before you put on a smile and turned around to face your friend. 
"yeah, all good here!" luka smiled, trying to look as calm as he always did. "i just… got my necklace entangled in their clothes… you know how it is!"
you bit down on your bottom lip, trying not to grin after that awful lie luka told. and yet, adrien seemed to buy it. 
"oh, i see! then, if you don't mind, would you like to dance with me, y/n..?"
you turned to luka for a moment, almost as if asking for his permission. though in the end, you knew you had no reason to refuse adrien's request. 
"sure, i'd love to!" you replied and the blonde boy's face lit up. "we'll talk again later then, luka~!"
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fridayiminlovemp3 · 6 days
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do i believe that taylor and karlie kissed at the 1975 concert in 2014 … well that’s one secret i’ll never tell xoxo
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queseraone · 1 year
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Pssst, Tim and Lucy are DATING, pass it on
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roosterbox · 11 months
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Fic Rec Friday 6/16/2023
Title: The Best Part of Me is That I’m the B-Side to You
Rating: Explicit
Archive Warning: Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Category: M/M
Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
Relationship: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson
Characters: Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, And ensemble
Additional Tags: Hurt and comfort, Angst, Established Relationship, kind of, Fix-It, not a slow burn we burn fast like cheap cigarettes, [magnolia park's "i'm back on my bullshit" plays in the background]
Summary: Maybe it was too early to say that. Maybe it was too early to say Steve was in love. He usually fell hard. He thought he was in love with Nancy Wheeler. He fell hard for her too.
But Eddie Munson?
Eddie Munson is intoxicating.
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AKA the one where Steve and Eddie have been dating Eddie's entire senior year.
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*heavy breathing*
Okay. So. This one is a bit of a doozy for me. I hope the 80k isn’t too intimidating for you - if it is, I get it - because holy shit I cannot recommend it enough. You know a fic is fucking good when you read it once and immediately resign yourself to never reading it again because it’s just… too much. That was me months ago when I first read this. The very thought brought me to tears. And if that wasn’t enough, I couldn’t listen to Head Over Heels again until like a week or two ago, lol. And now I’ll have to wait months and months again before I can listen to it without immediately tearing up. The power of incredible writing.
This is probably (definitely) my favorite of the ‘Steve and Eddie are secretly dating’ subgenre of Steddie fics. As well as my favorite ‘Eddie and Steve knew each other while Steve worked at Scoops’ story. They’re both very niche genres, of course. So much of this fic has kind of wormed itself into my brain and my own headcanons that re-reading it for this rec was an eye-opening experience. “Wait, that was from this? I thought I made that up!”
I never would have thought that a substitute phrase for I Love You could make me tear up, but dammit, if I even slightly think of the words “I’m forever yours,” I’m gone. In tears as we speak. With that out of the way, yes - I cried again while re-reading it. Not as much as I did the first time, mind you, but yeah. Y’all know me; I am as soft as a gently baked batch of cookies.
To summarize: cute boys being cute together and almost dying makes Roosterbox cry like a baby, lol.
Highly, highly recommended.
Important side note: No link, except to the login page. The writer has locked the fic for the time being. Not gonna complain or judge them for it (if they’re reading this, I understand - you do what you feel you must), just FYI. You can still find it if you have an Ao3 account.
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Next Week: Okay guys, I’m gonna level with you. I think it’s time to dive headfirst into one of my favorite fic tropes. One that a loooooot of people aren’t into. For various reasons. And I get it. I do, I swear I do. But you know… it’s always been one of my comfort tropes. I am, of course, talking about the M word. Mpreg. And it’s my favorite type of Mpreg story: one where it isn’t explained. Is it ABO? Maybe but probably not. Is the guy trans? Maybe. Is it just that men can get pregnant in this universe? Maaaaaaaybe. Draw your own conclusions and/or have your own headcanon. Just enjoy the ride.
Oh, and it’s Arthur/Eames by the way. Figured that was important to mention.
Until next week, darlings ❤️
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storylovingdreamer · 5 months
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Writing Prompt
Character A and Character B have been secretly dating while letting their friends believe they hate each other. Now their friends have forced them into a situation where they have to 'fake date'.
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leonaclawz · 6 months
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Well I’m gonna post it here cause i can’t post it on Instagram for a reason. It is the first time that someone take a picture of me without asking him.
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starlight-crow · 2 years
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Story Prompt:
Character A is a Villain known for very heinous crimes, and eventually uses Character B as a hostage.
The hero saves B, but they just keep getting into hostage situations, not just with A, and keep needing to be saved.
Little does everyone know, A and B are actually Soulmates/secretly dating, and A keeps kidnapping B to see them.
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lillywillow · 1 year
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Secret Ingredient
Summary: When completing a delivery for Sam, you must work together with one of your least favourite people to get the job done but things get a bit more complicated.
 Written for: @buckybarnesbingo
 Words: 2752
 Square Filled: K3- Secrets
 Pairing: PastryChef!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader  
 Warnings: Mild adult suggestions, mentions of injury
 A/N: Set in a Baker!AU
 Ever since you first started working at Sam’s patisserie, Bucky Barnes had been a thorn in your side. Yes, he was handsome, charming and very skilled at his job but he was also a terrible flirt and was always trying to show you up. There wasn’t a day that went by you didn’t butt heads. You were only the commis chef, or in other words, you were Bucky’s underling and he never let you forget it. You had training in other areas of the culinary arts but you still had to learn the fineries of pastry. Sure, you were pretty good at baking simple recipes but when it came to more complicated dishes or getting the decorating just right, you needed work. Bucky was more than happy to assist you but that often came with the price of his gloating and or flirting. The metal armed chef got on your nerves. There were rumours about how he lost his arm but nobody seemed to know the truth and should one ask Bucky, he’d give some impressive backstory. You couldn’t stand him and his showboating which is why when Sam asked you to deliver goods to a four-star hotel upstate, you were less than thrilled.
 “Come on, doll. I’m sure it’ll be a piece of cake,” Bucky winked.
 A piece of cake indeed. On your way upstate, the car broke down, your phone died, Bucky had forgotten his and it started to rain heavily. Bucky got out of the car to push while you steered but eventually you made it to ‘les Vengeurs’ but by then it had gotten dark. Bucky went in first but almost got into a fight with the concierge over him tracking in mud through the clean floors but when you walked in with the boxes from Sam’s, it became a different story.
 “You must be the famous pastry chef Madame Marvelle! Come in, come in,” the concierge preened, ushering you inside.
 “We’ve been expecting you. And this gentleman with you must be your husband,” he continued.
 “Actually, he’s-”
 “Her fiancé! Yes, we’re not technically married yet but the wedding is just around the corner. Right, honey?” Bucky smoothly interrupted.
 “R-right…”
 Why was Bucky doing this?
 “We’ll prepare a room for you right away,” the concierge said.
 “Thank you. We’ll pay for it as soon as we can,” you replied.
 “No, no, no. THE Madame Marvelle will not pay in my hotel. Consider your stay here a gift from us.”
 “That would be great,” Bucky grinned, putting his arm around you before you could object.
 “What are you doing?! You’ll get us in trouble!” you hissed.
 “Relax, Y/N. We’ll stay here tonight and make up some excuse to leave tomorrow,” Bucky confidently replied.
 “Everything is all organised. I’ll show you to your room,” the concierge explained.
 The pair of you followed him through the hotel, Bucky deliberately squishing mud and flicking water at times. He smirked at the subtle twitch in the concierge’s eye. You gave Bucky a nudge to the side to make him stop.
 “I must say, Madame, you’re a lot younger than I would picture for someone with your prestigious accolades…”
 “Well, I take good care of my skin,” you sheepishly smiled.
 “I see… well, here we are. I hope this room will be to your liking. My name is Phil Coulson, if you need anything, just let me know. I’ll give you some time to settle in and then I’ll come and get you to show you to our kitchen. With your help, we may be able to earn that final star…”
 Phil handed you the key card and left you be. You and Bucky walked in and looked around the room which could only be described as the height of luxury. The king-sized bed had an expensive looking duvet with plush pillows piled high. A chaise lounge draped with an exquisite blanket was in the corner. The windows were decorated with velvet curtains either side. The bathroom was just as luxurious with a tub made for two and all sorts of bottles filled with shampoos, conditioners, lotions and other such items lined the spotless vanity.
 “I’m going to take a shower,” Bucky announced, heading into the bathroom before you could say anything.
 With a sigh, you laid down on the bed. Now it was just you and your thoughts. How were you going to get away with this? Pretend to be this famous pastry chef when you were only a beginner? Bucky could help you but how long would it be until you were discovered as a fraud? You were still deep in thought when Bucky emerged from his shower in one of the hotel’s fluffy robes and flopped himself down on the bed.
 “What do you think you’re doing?” you asked.
 “Making myself comfortable,” he replied, running a towel through his hair.
 “You’re sleeping on the floor,” you huffed.
 “What?! No, I’m not!” he protested.
 “Well, I’m not taking the floor,” you stubbornly retorted.
 “Why do either of us have to take the floor? It’s a big bed, big enough for two. We don’t even have to touch…”
 “Fine,” you groaned. “But you stay on your side of the bed. Anything that comes over my side, I’m breaking off. Got it?”
 “Whatever you say, Y/N.”
 After Bucky managed to get his clothes dry, you let Phil know you were ready to see the kitchen.
 “This is very exciting; having such a famous chef helping us in our hotel. In fact, we have one of your former students in our employment…”
 Your heart dropped to the bottom of your stomach. This could blow everything. Your skin felt hot and itchy, your pulse started to quicken. You were brought out of your head by a warm hand holding onto yours. To your surprise, Bucky gave you a kind smile.
 “Madame Marvelle, and fiancé, this is Carol Danvers. I’m sure you can get reacquainted as she shows you around the kitchen,” Phil smiled.
 Carol looked you up and down before offering you her hand to shake.
 “Of course. It’s an honour to work with you again Madame,” she smiled but it was tight lipped.
 There was something that didn’t feel quite right about this exchange.
 “I’ll leave you be,” Phil nodded, leaving to tend to other matters.
 “Alright, who the hell are you? I’ve worked with the real Madame Marvelle and you’re not her,” Carol hissed once he was out of earshot.
 “I’m Y/N and this is Bucky. We’re stranded here until our car gets fixed,” you sighed.
 “Why shouldn’t I go and tell Phil the truth?”
 “Because, you have that inspector coming tomorrow to decide on whether or not this hotel should be giving another star. I’m still in training but Bucky, he’s really good. He can help you earn that star…”
 Bucky looked surprised you were giving him such high praises.
 “Thanks, Y/N,” he breathed.
 You smiled a little and nodded in response.
 “Alright, if you’re a good as she says you are, I want you to make a croquembouche,” Carol ordered.
 “No problem,” Bucky shrugged. “Come on, Y/N. I’ll teach you how to make it…”
 Carol watched Bucky like a hawk as he made the dessert, walking you through the same process. You followed his steps and produced a decent looking stack although, it wasn’t anywhere near as elegant as Bucky’s tower. When you had finished, Carol tried some of Bucky’s first.
 “This is satisfactory. I’ll cover for you until the inspection is over but if you blow this for us, you’re out of here,” she warned.
 Next, she tried some of yours.
 “You have a lot of potential but you could use a little work. Keep practicing.”
 You spent a few hours baking and decorating until the pastries looked to the standard of perfection one might expect from a luxury hotel. This of course would not have been achieved without Bucky’s help. It was quite late by the time you decided to go back to the suite.
 “You know, Y/N, I’m surprised you think so highly of me. I always thought you hated me,” Bucky started, getting into the elevator.
 “I don’t hate you. It’s just… you’re always criticising me or nit-picking over every minor error,” you sighed, tired from the long day.
 “That’s because I want you to be better than me and not make the same stupid mistakes that will get you hurt like I…”
 You were shocked. Slowly, your eyes were drawn to his left arm; the metal one. Bucky had told many stories about how he lost the arm from a shark attack when he was surfing off the coast of Florida to an epic tale similar to the guy in ‘127 Hours’.
 “You…?”
 “It was an accident. I was training to become a chef. I was young and arrogant… I… I was showing off with the creme Brulé blow torch and it caught my sleeve on fire. My arm got burned pretty badly… It later became infected and they eventually had to amputate…”
 “Is that why you make up stories about how you lost it?”
 Bucky nodded and sighed. You couldn’t imagine what it must have been like for him. To hide something like that from everyone.
 “It was my own damn fault. I did this to myself… but that’s why I’m hard on you sometimes, Y/N. Because I don’t want you to go through what I did. I want you to more have opportunities…”
 Before you could say anything, the power went out, causing the elevator to jolt and sending you into Bucky’s arms.
 “The storm must have cut the power,” Bucky mused out loud.
 You clung to his shirt, terrified to be in this small, dark place. At least you had someone with you that you could talk to.
 “It’s okay, Y/N. I’ve got you,” he assured you, holding you closer.
 You actually felt safe in his embrace.
 “You know, Bucky… there is another reason I pushed you away…”
 “Oh, really?”
 “Yeah… it’s because… you remind me of my ex…”
 Bucky waited for you to continue.
 “We met in college when I was training to be a chef. He was a little bit older than me and studying medicine. He was flirty and charming, just like you. We had one of those sappy romances…”
 You felt his chest vibrate as he chuckled.
 “Once he graduated, we broke up but he always promised to keep in touch… The last I heard he was some rich and famous doctor but out of the blue, I get a call from him wanting to meet up in the place we had our first date. Stupidly, I went, and by the time I got there, he was proposing to his girlfriend…”
 “What?! He had a girlfriend and he was still going to meet you?”
 You let out a dry laugh.
 “She was perfectly lovely. The thing that hurt the most is that he introduced me as his ‘friend’…”
 “What a jerk!”
 “I guess he was…”
 “No, he definitely was. You’re better off without him, Y/N.”
 You smiled a little at his words.
 “Thanks, Bucky. I’ve always been scared to get back into the dating world because what if the same thing happens? What if I fall hard and fast for someone only to have them toss me aside like he did? I don’t know if my heart could handle that…”
 “I would never treat you like that,” Bucky softly muttered.
 You were starting to see Bucky in a new light and beginning to think that maybe he wasn’t the jerk you thought he was.
 “Bucky, I…”
 Once again, you were interrupted as the lights came back on and the elevator started moving again. You both silently made your way back to the room, both thinking of the moment you shared.
 “Bucky?”
 “Yeah?”
 “Forget about what I said before about my side of the bed… but, don’t take it as an invitation to get weird…” you quickly added.
 “Wouldn’t dream of it,” he chuckled.
 When morning came, you woke with Bucky’s arm gently around your waist. You actually felt comfortable with his touch.
 Later that morning, you busily helped Bucky and Carol prepare for the upcoming inspection. You followed every order the two professional chefs as fast and as the orders arrived. Mostly you stuck to following the orders while Bucky and Carol made them look good. It was long, hard work but eventually you made it through the huge rush. When things quieted down, the three of you took a breather. Phil took the opportunity to come and check on how you were doing. You chatted for a while when you noticed him looking at you strangely.
 “Where is your ring?” he asked.
 “My ring?”
 “Engaged women usually wear rings…” he subtly pried.
 “Oh! I usually take it off when I’m baking. I wouldn’t want to soil something so precious to me…”
 “That’s so sweet! I’d love to hear more. Your first date? First time you met? Oh! How did you propose?” Phil grinned like a giddy school boy.
 “Actually, she was the one who proposed to me,” Bucky supplied, casually putting his arm around your shoulders.
 “Really?” Carol challenged, raising an eyebrow.
 “She made a wonderful candlelit dinner with all my favourite sweets. When she popped the question, well, she was just so beautiful, all I could say was yes…”
 The look in Bucky’s eyes melted your heart.
“That’s so romantic! Sorry, I know I’m a big sap when it comes to this kind of thing,” Phil chuckled. “I should check on our esteemed guests…”
 “You make a pretty convincing couple,” Carol stated once Phil was gone. “Makes me wonder how much you’re really hiding…”
 You and Bucky exchanged glances. Could you make a go of things? Your concentration was broken when Phil came back to proudly announce that les Vengeurs was officially now a five-star hotel.
 “Thank you so much, Madame!” Phil beamed.
 “Actually, I can’t take all the credit. It was mostly thanks to Carol…”
 Carol looked at you in surprise.
 “Yes, she put a lot of hard work in. You should really give her the praise.”
 “Well, I couldn’t have done it without your help,” she smiled.
 It was half true. If it wasn’t for Carol and Bucky, there was no way you could have pulled this off. Phil was grateful for all your help and once he was gone, Carol offered her gratitude as well.
 Once the mechanic had fixed up your car, you and Bucky made up some excuse to leave before you were discovered.
 “Before we take off, can we talk?” Bucky asked.
 “Of course. What’s up?”
 “I was wondering if… I could take you out on a date sometime…”
 “You think we should start dating?”
 “Yeah… We could give it a try. Tell you what, how about one kiss? If you don’t feel anything, we go back to being co-workers and learn to get along. On the other hand, if you feel a spark, we could explore where it goes…”
 “Alright. One kiss,” you agreed.
 Bucky gently pulled you into his arms as you wrapped yours around his neck. As he pressed his lips to yours, you felt butterflies erupt in your belly. It had been a long time since anyone had made you feel this way. By the time you pulled away, you were totally breathless.
 “Well?” Bucky breathed.
 “I think I’d like to see where this goes…”
 Bucky smiled and kissed you again.
 You and Bucky agreed to keep your relationship a secret for now. During the day, you pretended it was like it was before but at night, Bucky was teaching you how to improve your technique. You got away with hiding your relationship for quite some time until you were caught making out one night after Sam came back to grab something he had forgotten. He teased you for some time but he thought you were good for each other. With Bucky’s help, you really improved your pastries. After all, every good chef knows the secret ingredient to making any recipe is love.
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kiera-mistral-fahey · 8 months
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Enjoy the ride ~ Rhian Mistral x Female Original Character (Platonic)
Fandom: School for good and evil, Rise of the school for good and evil, Fall of the school for good and evil.
Warnings: None, just fluff and kisses.
Pairings: Rhian Mistral x Female Main Character. ( Platonic)
Book Version of Rhian,not The Movie.
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Angel carefully stepped over the tree branches, she didn't want to make too much noise and wake up the forest. But for some reason, the leaves did.
Every step she made, the leaves made a crunch noise and she winced when a mosquito flinched or a small animal ran from her sight.
Looking up at the beautiful sky, she could see the beauty of nature and was awed at the amazing sight.
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Birds flew over her head and she giggled and raised her hand in the air and waved them.
“ Come on Rhian. Let's have fun?”.
A few seconds later, a head full of wild, blonde curls appeared and her friend blue eyes took in the sight of her.
Rhian.
The ' Good ' schoolmaster and also her best friend.
“ Did you enjoy the journey?” he asked.
Angel bit her lip and nodded, she opened her arms for her friend to embrace her.
Rhian did with ease.
She inhaled his scent and closed her eyes in bliss, she enjoyed this.
Just the two of them, and no one else.
No Rafal, no brother drama, no sibling rivalry, no anything.
Just the two of them.
And that was how she liked it.
Angel looked up from his chest, Rhian did the same, he leaned down slowly and pressed his lips against hers.
“ Come on, let's get back. Before everyone realized we are gone” he smiled.
She smiled back in return.
Well, this was amazing.
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Angrboða | Angerboda/Loki (Norse Religion & Lore), Loki / Angrboda Characters: Loki (Marvel), Angrboða | Angerboda (Norse Religion & Lore) Additional Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Secretly Dating, The Cards Have Spoken, Index Card Challenge Summary:
Loki knows who his mate is but sees her in secret because he is not sure how his family will react.
Index Card Challenge - The cards have spoken! My good friend, @melodylnoelle and I created a writing challenge with index cards to post weekly. The minimum word count is 500. For this particular fic the cards chosen are: My cards (week 10) Fluff- Snowball fights/build a snowman Relation- Secretly dating AU- Alpha, Beta, Omega Character- Loki
Below the cut is where you can read this while staying on Tumblr. Above is the information and warnings you need as well as the link to Ao3.
Loki walked through the frozen air of Jotunheim… The wind blowing, snow crunching beneath his feet, the ice cracking and sometimes crashing somewhere far off. Except for those few sounds, the Jotunheim was silent. Thankfully silent enough for him to wander around and stay away from the Jotuns. It always set his nerves on edge and made him wonder why he was there at all. However, until a few months ago while he was traveling through secret passageways… He ended up here.
He felt the pull, he was where he was supposed to be. The place where everything started to make this frozen realm desirable, made his nerves excited not fearful. This special gorge had a frozen river that he played on, plenty of snow to play in, and a few odd berries that were surprisingly delicious. He looked around to see if he was alone before settling in. He searched the area in hesitance…
Then as he was sitting a huge snowball hit him on the chest that caused him to land on the ground unceremoniously. He heard her lovely laughter as he huffed.
“Angrboda!”
“You should check your surroundings better.”
“You can easily camouflage.” He sat up and then took her offering hand to help him up.
“The God of Mischief should have better tricks.” She looked at his hand in hers, then her other fingers danced along his…The patterns on her blue skin mesmerized him and sometimes, his skin would change when they would touch. 
The first time they touched scared him but she only became happy. Loki felt drawn to the Jotunheim because he belonged there. He must be a Jotun as well, and his mate? 
She was staring at the transition to blue skin that she loved so much. He grew used to the startling transition, and was still trying to figure out how to tell his family-rather ask them. He feared the possible outcomes of being kept away from Angrboda. He couldn’t be away from her, he knew she was the one.
They were mates.
He smiled at her as her hand touched his face. It was cold but did not hurt him. The way his skin changed made her hand feel lovely against him. 
She looked all over his face, smiling as his vision slightly changed and the realm was not so dark and his eyes were no longer bothered by the dry air.
She smiled, “There is my mate.”
“Darling, I do not know what keeps me looking Aesir.”
“One day we will need to tell all the realms of us.”
Loki shrugged, “I’m not even sure if it is something that I control.”
“I do not mind touching you.” She grinned.
Loki smiled, holding her hand. “I do not mind your touch. Shall we build something today?”
“With the snow?”
“What else is there to build with?”
She looked at him with curiosity. “That is a little odd…”
“On Midgard they call them snowmen.”
“For so little time they have to live, midgardians choose to do a lot of things they classify as fun.”
“Help me roll the snow into balls like this and then we stack them.”
She questioned hesitantly, “And this will look like a man?” 
Loki shrugged rolling the snow along, “For someone who lives so long you need to learn how to have fun.”
Angrboda packed the ball tighter and threw it at him, “for someone that is the god of mischief you might need to be more serious.”
Loki fell over from the force, packing snow from his seated position, “building a snowman is serious fun!” He threw the ball that did not faze the frost giantess. His smile fell as she stood there unaffected. “Snowball fights are never fair with you.”
“I suppose since my mate is upset I need to humor his attempts at foolish fun.”
Loki threw another snowball at her, annoyed at how unaffected she was. “Darling you will see this is just fun.”
“I thought the throwing of balls made of snow was a terrible idea, but I do like it…”
Loki scrambled to get up as she gathered snow again. “I will win this time.” “Not by running away!”
Loki always had fun with Angrboda, even when loosing to giant snowballs thrown at him. She was his mate, and he was hers. One day they will tell everyone proudly, but not now as they knew their time together was more special to them and less complicated with others involved.
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goldenpinof · 6 months
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6:47 (2018 -> 2023)
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frickingnerd · 6 months
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secretly dating akechi
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pairing: goro akechi x gn!reader
tags: fluff, established relationship
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akechi doesn't want people knowing too much about him or his love life
even if he was an ordinary guy, he'd keep his relationship with you to himself
but as someone who's in the public eye, he refuses to tell anyone he's dating you
he doesn't want to drag you into the world he lives in, where angry fangirls would harass you if they knew you were dating him
so, he doesn't tell anyone about his relationship with you! 
on tv, akechi always avoids questions about his love life, kindly letting everyone know that he refuses to answer those questions
though they do annoy him every time! 
since you two keep your relationship to yourselves, you can't really go on dates with each other
whenever you two go out in public, you wear big hoodies or hats to hide your identity
though most of the time, dates will just happen at akechi's apartment, where he cooks for you and puts on a movie!
eventually, your relationship will reach the point where you can't keep it a secret anymore, but until then, akechi will keep you out of the public eye and protect you from any obsessive fans!
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cooler-ian · 2 months
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The fact that in Obey Me the food always has some sort of "demonic twist" to the name (Hellfire Mushrooms, ext ext) but Pickles are just normal ass pickles is so funny to like,
either pickles originated in the Devildom OR some bastard brought them over from the human world and they just spread like an infection
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oh nothing, just jegulus ‘accidentally’ swapping ties and watching sirius go absolutely mental trying to figure out how james ended up with a slytherin tie.
(he would have so many outlandish theories)
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bunsmushroom · 3 months
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