Title: Cherish Those Who Care Character: Danny Rand A/n: A story in which reader is insecure about her lack of toughness because she’s surrounded by badass warriors 24/7 and danny boi convinces her otherwise.
Danny knocked softly on your apartment door, looking around the empty hallway as he waited for your replay. His foot tapping on the ground to try and help relieve the minor anxiety he had built up over the last couple of days.
You hadn’t been returning his calls or answering his texts. It had been days since you stopped by his office to say hello like you always did when you found time to.
At first, Danny reasoned that you were just busy with your work. He knew you loved what you did, and sometimes you just got caught up with it all.
But then a week almost passed, and he couldn’t help but worry.
“Oh, Danny,” He was so focused on his thoughts that he didn’t realize you had already answered the door. “What are you doing here?”
Danny tugged on his tie and smiled nervously. “Hey, you’re alright.”
“Why wouldn’t I be?”
“Nothing, it’s just,” He said, trying to put together words. “You haven’t been around much lately.”
“Oh, yeah, about that.” You said, looking up at him. “Come on in.”
Danny nodded and came inside, noticing that you had already disappeared into another room. “(Y/n)?”
“Hmm? I’m in here.” Your voice came from the kitchem, when he followed you were pouring something into a mug. “In here.”
“No, chocolate milk,” You said, placing a brown bottle back into the fridge. “I don’t really like coffee.”
Danny found himself smiling fondly at you as he took a seat at one of the kitchen stools. “You know, that’s pretty cute.”
You were about to smile back when your face turned more serious and you pushed the mug away. “About that,” You said, taking a breif pause. “Am I too soft?”
“I just mean, I’m not really the fighting kind of person like Colleen or Claire. I’m not a very intimidating being either.”
Danny’s brows knitted together as he looked at you. “What are you talking about?”
“Nothing, it’s just, ” You said, your fingers preoccupying themselves by the tracing the grain of your counter. “Maybe you should spend less time with me. There’s nothing I can offer you in terms of taking down the Hand or fulfilling your destiny. You should focus more on that.”
“You don’t want to see me anymore?” Danny asked, his voice becoming sad and quiet.
“No! It’s not that I don’t want to, I’m just trying to think of what’s best for you.” You told him, suddenly feeling very shy. “And it’s not me.”
Danny was quiet for a moment, a conflicted expression on his face before he turned to look at you.
“When I was in the monastery, the monks there taught me how to read people. Not just their body language or expression, but how to tell what kind of person they are. They said it would help me choose my enemies and my allies.”
Your brows furrowed. “Allies? Bit of a stiff word to call your friends.”
Danny laughed softly, his head slightly shaking. “The monks were pretty ‘stiff’ people, certain emotions or pleasures were considered distractions, and distractions became weaknesses.”
You nodded, you didn’t fully understand the entire thing, but then again, you really didn’t have to.
You looked up at him. “So, am I an ‘ally’ or an enemy?”
Danny smiled, his gazed locked with yours. “When I first saw you, I noticed your eyes right off.”
You felt the corner of your mouth turn upward into a smile while you gave him a curious expression. “Did you?”
He nodded. “They were gentle eyes, kind eyes,” Danny answered before looking down at his hands. “It was a bit hard to look away if I’m being honest.”
You scoffed, leaning backward into your chair. “You’re just saying that.”
“No, really,” Danny said, placing his hand on top of yours. “I was met with all sorts of bizarre looks that day, a lot of uncaring people who just ignored my presence.”
He paused, looking at you to make sure you were listening to what he was saying.
“But you,” He took your hand, his thumb softly brushed against the back of it. “You were the first person to smile at me, genuinely smile. You talked to me, and you listened to what I had to say. There wasn’t a moment where I thought you were judging me, it was just pure kindness of another person. And it meant the world to me.”
You sighed, regardless of feeling humbled by his thoughts, your insecurities were still lingering in the back of your head. “But maybe I’m too soft. Maybe if I was more ‘tough’ I’d actually be more useful to you.”
“In my opinion,” Danny said, his tone nothing but sincere. “It takes a great deal of courage to be soft and kind in a world that is so cruel.”
You felt his grip on your hand tighten for a moment. “And it’s a trait that is rare to find in people.”
He held up in his finger, letting you know that now wasn’t the time for you to argue with him. “So, if you think that you have to be more ‘tough’ to make a difference, I can assure you that you don’t. And I wouldn’t want you to be any other way, because without it, I don’t know what would’ve happened to me.”
You smiled. “I’m sure you would’ve managed without me.”
“I don’t think so,” Danny tilted his head so your eyes would remain on him. “I think I would’ve suffered a lot worse without you. Are you understanding what I’m saying?”
You nodded, having a feeling that words would have betrayed you.
Danny released your hand and opened his arms to you, still sensing your doubt. “Come here.”
You looked at him and slowly went into his arms, holding onto him tightly. “You never answered my question.”
“Am I a friend or an enemy.”
Danny lowered his head and kisses the top of yours. “You mean so much more to me than just a friend.”
I can’t devote all of my love to the handsome fish boy because Yiga Clan members are so darn attractive and I have this headcanon:
The vast majority of the Yiga boyos you meet while out and about are actually the same guy. He has a major crush on Link, but misinterprets his feelings as hatred and rivalry because all his life he has been training to kill Link. And he’s a dorky idiot tsundere about the whole thing and it’s really cute.
Side Note: I may be doing other things with this character, and if I do they will all be tagged with “that one yiga boy”.
Reylo Wild West AU because I sent @kkyloxren a HC about it I got excited
Her self imposed solitude was disrupted by him. He rode into Nowhere (Population: 1), bringing trouble and sorrow in his pack. He’s an outlaw- a thief stupid enough to double cross his crew. Injured, pursued and with no one he can trust, she takes him in. She’s not the kind of woman he’s come to expect- scrappy, wilful, hungry and curious. Though he acts the part of a heated, calculating killer, he’s not nearly as cold-hearted as he makes out. Icy stares and rough nursing soon gave way to nights beneath the navy, star strewn sky and whispered confessions by firelight. Her land- her Nowhere (Population: 2)- filled with life and felt like the home they both craved, but never had.
16: “wow i never knew bride/groom had such a hot sibling”
Harry doesn’t like weddings, purely because they’re a reminder of just how alone and single he is, but this one might not be so bad because there’s an attractive blonde standing by the chapel doors and Harry’s caught his eye four, five times in the past three minutes. He looks good, sharp suit and a skinny tie, tousled hair that Harry kind of wants to bury his fingers in.
Harry’s just about to build up his courage to go walk over when there’s a touch at his elbow and, it looks like he won’t have to hype himself up anymore because the blonde is there, standing right next to him.
“Hey,” the corner of his mouth tilts up. “I’m Niall. I’m from the groom’s side.” He cocks his head gently to the side, drags his eyes up and down Harry’s body like he’s sizing him up. It feels scalding. “And you?”
Harry has to swallow over his tongue and he smiles but it feels beyond awkward. He’s a bit out of practice with the flirting game, but he’ll catch up, hopefully. “I’m Harry, on the bride’s side.”
“The bride?” Niall says, smirking like something’s funny. “I didn’t see you at the rehearsal dinner.” And, oh god, what if Niall was looking at him, not because he was trying to flirt with him but, instead, he was trying to figure out if Harry even belongs here, like he thinks Harry’s crashing the wedding or something. That is nearly too embarrassing to even come back from.
“I’m not that close to the wedding party.” Harry rushes to explain, because he’s not. The bride was a girl he’d met during college, had a couple of classes with, and he’d been shocked to get an invitation to her wedding but he wasn’t mean enough to turn it down. “She’s a friend, kind of.”
“Kind of?” Niall laughs, crosses his arms, but it looks like he’s just getting comfortable. “So you’re all alone here, then?”
EXO Reaction to you telling them you are scared they were going to leave you for someone better
Sorry for being so inactive guys its been crazy around here….to all of you who sent it scenarios that havent been posted yet dont fret! we will try to get it in as soon as possible! ya’ll havent been forgotten we promise :) In the mean time please enjoy this reaction!
~Admins Alpha, Delta, Assassin, and Sentinel
Kai: Baby don’t talk like that…….you know I’ll always be here
Chen: Gull i dont have time for lies
Lay: Why would you even think i would do such a thing?
D.O.: what has that little bitch Chen been telling you?
Baekhyun: WOA……girl you scared me just thinking about that
Sehun: *mimics you crying and being anxious*
You : *playfully slap him for making fun of you*
Luhan: *thinks to himself* What did I do to make her feel this insecure?
Chanyeol: Have I not been loving you enough baby girl?…….let me fix that
Suho: It is a sin to lie girl……but dont worry God forgives all and so do I
Xiumin: Babe…..look into my eyes…….would I ever leave you?
Kris: Sugar plum you are just so cut when you doubt my love for you…..let me change your mind……