Perhaps the worst part isn’t the heartache. Maybe it’s not even the bitterness in my heart at the thought of you. The worst part is the fading memory. At some moments, I can still feel your lips on the back of my neck, the way it felt when you hugged me from behind. At some moments I can still remember the smell of your hair, and the freckles on your cheeks. But at other moments, I can feel the memory of you slipping away through my fingertips. At those moments, I cannot remember the way you whispered ‘I love you’ or the sound of your laugh. At those moments I almost wish for the heartache back. Because the heartache meant that you were just here, that you kissed me just five minutes ago, that I touched you just before the tears fell. Heartache let me remember. And as much as I wanted to forget you, I guess in some way, I hoped I never would.
Being the Ragnarsson’s Sister and being pregnant part 2.
A/N: SINCE THE FIRST ONE GOT SO MANY LIKES I DECIDED TO DO A PART 2! Hope you enjoy! If you have any requests let me know! There is a time jump, Freya is 2 years old in this. BIG BIG BIG thank you to @itsteenwolfislifefan for helping me decide how to end this part!
Warnings: I don’t know if this is a warning but a woman does get hit, just wanted to be cautious.
Freya was growing up to be so beautiful. Her uncles loved her, maybe a little too much. I remember the day that Freya’s best friend Benjamin hugged her. Ivar and Hvitserk went crazy. I told them to shut up and calm down. I mean both the kids were both 1. It’s not like they were asking to be married. Freya, Bjorn, and I were all sitting on the docks. Freya loved this place, looking out at the water made her calm, as it did for both Sigurd and myself. I looked up when I heard Sigurd speaking. “It is almost dinner time. We should head back.” I nodded in agreement. I went to pick Freya up but Sigurd looked at me and I could read his expression. Can I carry her? He mouthed. I smiled and shook my head yes. We walked through the village towards the dining hall. When we entered we sat with our family. Freya wanted to sit in between Ivar and Hvitserk. I smiled when two of the strongest men I knew split up because of a two-year-old. I sat in between Ubbe and Sigurd on one side while Freya sat on the other side with Ivar and Ubbe. Bjorn wasn’t at dinner because he wasn’t feeling well. Aslaug was at the head of the table. We all sat and talked while dinner was being served. When the servants were finished giving out the meal Aslaug stood and everyone went quiet. “I would just like to thank the Gods for giving me a grandchild, giving my sons a niece, and giving my daughter a beautiful little girl.” Everyone cheered but before Aslaug could sit down a man busted through the door. I recognized him. Herold. My breath caught in my throat. I couldn’t find the words to speak. “Why is it you have come here? After abandoning our sister, who was pregnant with your child. No, you know what, Freya is not your child. She never will be.” Ivar spoke, gritting his teeth. Hvitserk, who pulled Freya closer to him and wrapped his arms protectively around her, was next to speak. “What my brother says is true. You have no right to be here.” All the brothers turned to me. I smirked, finally having the courage to say something. “Ivar, Hvitserk what did you say that you would do to Herold should he ever come near me or Freya?” Ivar showed his signature smirk, the one he wore when he was getting ready for battle. “ Y/N, surely you have not forgotten already.” Ivar still smirking as Hvitserk spoke. “Well, it has been two years brother.” I took a sip of my drink. Hvitserk and Ivar both got up. Hvitserk handed Freya to Aslaug while Ubbe and I went to stand beside her, guarding Freya. Ivar, Hvitserk, and Sigurd all took their stances, axes in hand. “We said we’d kill him.” Herold’s face lost all its color. “T…there’s n…no need for that. I’ll go.” He backed out with his hands up in surrender. Bjorn shouted loud enough for Herold to hear, “Don’t ever come back. If you do we won’t be so kind.” With that Aslaug handed my daughter to me. “Y/N we will ALWAYS protect her.” “Thank you.”
~~~~~~~~ Later at night.~~~~~~~
*Hvitserk’s point of view.*
I carried Freya towards Y/N’s hut. I didn’t want them to walk alone, not knowing if Herold left yet. After I carried Freya inside and laid her down on the bed I started towards the door. My sister standing beside the door. “Are you sure you don’t want me to stay the night? If something happened to you or her,” I looked towards my niece. “I’d never be able to forgive myself.” She smiles. “Hvitserk we will be fine. Goodnight.” “Goodnight I say and I walk out.”
I got changed into my night dress and headed to bed. I had just laid down when I hear a weird noise coming from outside. I get up to inspect it. When I open the door I get knocked back by Herold and some of his men. Herold lifts me partly up so he can throw my upper body and my head on the ground. I try to fight, for my daughter, but Herold is holding me down. He orders his men to grab Freya. I cry out. “This is what you get for keeping me from my daughter for two years.” He punches me and just before I blackout, I see them taking Freya. I know they are going to sail away with her. I blacked out afterward.
Honestly one of my favourite underrated Bismuth moments. Never fails to make me chuckle, along with the “You think it’s hot now?”/”Yeah. Like an oven.” exchange. Becomes really sad once you think about it for more than 5 seconds, just like all the Haha Aliens Don’t Get Human Reproduction bits from Three Gems and a Baby. They do try, though, bless them.
Being the result of an old girlfriend– not really sure what happened to her. Tony never talked about her, you’re his main priority now.
Not many people thought Tony would be able to handle a child, let alone one of the opposite sex
But he can actually be really chill
As a child he spoiled you so much, but he’s learned to calm down over the years
But when you want something you ask for it and he does the “on a scale of one to this will kill you if i don’t buy it” how badly do you need it?” but he usually almost always buys what you want. because stark.
You were exposed to the party scene very early on. The press was always interested in hearing from the perspective of Tony’s daughter
Pepper being your mother figure and her loving you even if you aren’t her own
You and Pepper hanging out when Tony is busy
She loves you so much
Tony calls a press conference? Pepper is there to watch after you. Tony has to save the world with the Avengers? Pepper keeps you in her sight to make sure you are okay
Oh man when he went missing in 2008, Pepper took you in because you felt safest with her without your father around
You were the most worried when he went missingIt was the worst time of your life, hearing your father was missing and presumed dead
Pepper came into the house one day “(Y/N)! HE’S BEEN FOUND! TONY IS ALIVE!”
Bursting into tears so quickly
Going with Pepper to see him when he arrived back and losing it even more when you actually got to hug your dad for what felt like the first time in forever
Tony being so relieved he got to hold you again, he didn’t know if it would ever happen
You basically forced him to tell you how he escaped meaning you learned so quickly about the Iron Man project
Spending so much time in the labs either just keeping company or helping
Trying to make your own AI since Tony has JARVIS why not try to make one yourself
Not actually doing too bad
Vacations were the shit because you could just hop on a private plane with your father and go wherever was decided
You basically forced him to tell you how he escaped meaning you learned so quickly about the Iron Man project
You wanting to build your own Iron Daughter suit but Tony freaking out that it’s too dangerous for you
“Then why do you do it? You’re my dad! It looks like so much fun!”
“It comes with a lot of responsibility, (Y/N), it’s not a toy.”
“So? I want to be like you! I look up to you and I want to do the things you do. I want to protect the world too, I can take care of myself.”
“I know you can…but I can’t risk it. I can’t risk losing you.”
And then you realize how much your father actually cares for you and you dropped the whole suit thing
[after the avengers becomes a thing] Having many ideas that you share with the science bros™
Bruce loves you because you can annoy Tony to death
Always pulling the “Steve would let me do that…” card to get Tony to let you do things
Meeting Peter and tony either loving him or “don’t touch my daughter, Peter Parker.”
The Avengers really is just one big family and they love you too
Never wanting the Accords to become a thing. Luckily, your young mind was able to talk sense into everyone and help them realize they’re being stupid the avengers can’t split up. someone go save the old russian soldier and everyone hug it out.
Tony and Steve still argue about everything, though, there is no getting out of that
“How do you deal with him?” Natasha asks you almost daily about your father
But there will always be the kind of sarcastic-loving-family relationship.
Basically you are the glue for Pepper and Tony’s relationship and even though they took a break when the Accords stuff was happening, they got back together and you couldn’t be more happy
• Talk to literally everyone. Like if you’re next to me we will become besties. sorry • Point out cool cosplays and people with awesome outfits • Scream. Not sing the lyrics loudly. I will scream when the singer seems. Dude trust me it’s hella relaxing you let out all your stress there and leave it behind. • Dance badly
• Kinda sit down before the band plays because honey my back fucking hurts • Shout out “You saved my life” to the people on stage. Don’t you dare get mad at me for doing it because I’m a broke bitch and will never be able to meet them one on one
• When the concert ends imma hug you randomly. idgaf if you’ve never met me before we’re huggin. c’mere :)
• DID I MENTION CRYING
• I AM SO SORRY THAT I AM OF AVERAGE HEIGHT AND I FEEL PERSONALLY GUILTY FOR MY HEIGHT AND I WILL HELP ALL THE SURROUNDING SMOLS AS BEST AS I CAN • If you elbow me and you don’t say sorry and you clearly hear me you’re gonna catch these hands • Steal my spot and I will fucking cut you • I pull off my long sleeved shirts so I’m not hiding my cuts. This is the only place I feel accepted for all of me so YOU’RE GONNA SEE EM ACCIDENTALLY • If I end up next to someone who only knows one or two popular songs on the radio I will be mad. sorry. oh wait. im not sorry. u bitch.
• If you just stand and record the whole thing without even smiling at your chance at seeing the people on stage I WILL JUDGE YOU.
• CRYING IS LIKELY
• Shout genuine compliments to the band members like “I love you” “You’re amazing” “Your beanie looks nice”
• I WILL KILL YOU IF YOU ARE “SAVING A SEAT FOR YOUR DAUGHTER” AND THEN NOT LEAVE WHEN SHE GETS THERE
• If you lie about your dad being in the front to be closer imma punch u
• I WILL HUG YOU IF YOU ARE ALSO CRYING BECAUSE I KNOW HOW YOU FEEL
• THIS IS MY ONLY CHANCE TO BE MYSELF PLEASE JUST LET ME CRY GODDAMNIT
Summary: Peter saves you when Flash begins to get a little bit too handsy
–> “No, like…. It’s just, I can’t believe you’re actually wearing my clothes.” And “You can’t leave without letting me hug you first.” combined into one with Peter Parker please? Btw I love your writing!
A/N: fucking pissed cause tumblr deleted all of this and so now I’m writing it again
To say that Peter Parker had a crush on you was a complete understatement. The boy was head over heels in love with you. He thought he had it bad with Liz, but with you it was a whole other level. In fact, his infatuation with you was the sole reason he dragged Ned to this party with him.
Peter had over heard some fellow classmates talking in the hallway about how Flash was planning on asking you out tonight. And Peter simply couldn’t just stand by and let that happen.
His soft brown eyes scanned over the crowds of people hoping to find the one angel that stood out above all of them, but to his dismay all he saw were strangers.
Apparently Flash has many friends from other schools cause Peter only knew a handful of the kids that he could see.
“Do you see her anywhere, Ned?”
“No. Maybe we should split up. Cover more ground, you know?”
“Yeah, good idea.”
Ned headed off in one direction, and Peter in the other. Peter wondered off through the different crowds of people searching for the girl of his dreams.
He said a few hellos to some people he knew from the robotics club, the school band and the academic decathlon team.
He was just about to give up on finding you when he suddenly heard the beautiful sound of your laugh.
Peter jerked his head around and saw you leaning against a wall surrounded by a group of your friends, one of them which was obviously telling a funny story.
Peter admired the way your soft curls perfectly framed your face and how the crop top and high waisted jeans you were wearing hugged your body in all the best ways.
Peter felt his heart begin to beat rapidly when his eyes connected with yours from across the room. You gave him a soft smile and a small wave and Peter is still not quite sure how his brain got the message to the rest of his body to return the gesture.
But the beautiful moment was quickly cut short by Flash pushing through the wall of your friends and placing an arm above your head.
Peter didn’t have to be near to know what Flash was saying when he saw his mouth begin to move. He knew he was asking you out.
Peter heard his heart pounding in his ears as he watched the horrific scene unfold before him. It wasn’t until he saw you flip Flash off that he was able to breathe again.
But soon the relief disappeared once again as he watch Flash grab your wrist and pull you into his chest. Peter realized all your friends had scattered once Flash walked up and there was no one to come to your rescue.
Now, Peter knew you were a tough girl that could fend for herself, but he also knew how relentless Flash could be. And the thought of anything happening to you was enough to send him across the room in a matter of seconds until he was standing between you and Flash.
Peter felt your fingers grip the back of his shirt and it was the fear in them that caused the sanity in his brain to blur. Peter no longer cared if he used his Spidey strength to harm the ass hole that threatened the girl he loved.
Peter sent Flash flying across the room into a glass door that lead into his backyard.
Peter felt the eyes of everyone at the party on him. He knew everyone was wondering how the scrawny kid from gym class that could barely do a pull up managed to send a man flying across the room.
Peter was about to panic when he heard your soft voice pull him back to reality.
“Peter? Can we please get out of here?”
There was no hesitation. Peter had grabbed your hand and was leading you out of the house.
Once you two had safely exited, Peter began to lead you down the street.
“Where are we headed?”
“I-I can’t go home. Not like this.”
It was then that Peter saw the tears in your eyes which only angered him more. He pulled you into his side and wrapped his arm around your shoulders.
“We can go back to my apartment. It isn’t far, and May won’t mind if you stay over.”
Peter felt the girl nod and began to lead her in the direction of his home.
The two fell into a comfortable silence until you finally spoke up.
“Please don’t think I’m a baby for crying… I’m used to guys hitting on me and I’ve gotten quite good at shutting them down. I’m just not used to them beginning to get physical with me and it freighted me. Thank you, Peter, for saving me.”
The fear in the your voice when you spoke of Flash’s actions was almost enough to send Peter back into the house to end the bully for good.
“I’ll always protect you, Y/N. No matter what.”
Peter was too focused on getting the two home safely to notice the smile that crossed your face, but he did notice the way your small fingers gripped his shirt tighter.
After a short while of walking, you and Peter had finally reached his apartment.
Peter lead you quietly into his room, careful not to wake his aunt up.
Although he knew May wouldn’t mind the girl staying over, he also knew she would never stop teasing him about having a girl sleep in his room. Especially one as pretty as you.
Peter opened up one of his drawers and pulled out some clothes for you to change into.
“Here you go. I’ll sleep on the couch and you can take the be-”
“No! I um… sorry. Can you, um, sleep in here? With me?”
Peter didn’t think he’d ever hear such beautiful words leave someone’s mouth.
Peter nodded his head and turned around to give you privacy to change. He stared at his poster of the periodic table until he heard you clear your voice, signaling to him that he could turn around.
Peter felt his cheeks grow red as he looked over your attire.
His t-shirt hung loosely off your body and his sweatpants were bunched up at the bottom due to him being a few inches taller than you. You looked completely adorable.
You shifter your eyes to the floor under his intense gaze.
“Do I look bad or something?”
“No, like…. It’s just, I can’t believe you’re actually wearing my clothes.“
A smile grew across your face as Peter crossed the room and took your hand in his to lead you to his small twin sized bed.
Peter laid down on his back and pulled you to lay on top of him. You laid your head on his chest and Peter began to run his fingers through your hair.
The soothing gesture and the sound of his heart beat was enough to send you to sleep in a matter of minutes.
—The Next Morning—
You were pulled from your dreaming state as the sunlight crept in through Peter’s window.
You lifted your head up and couldn’t help but smile at how adorable Peter looked as he slept.
His brown curls were scattered in different directions. His soft pink lips were slightly parted and a soft blush was spread across his cheeks.
You reached your hand up to push a loose curl out of his face and Peter’s eyes began to flutter open at the soft touch.
A smile spread across his face as he leaned into your touch.
"Good morning, sleepy head.” You whispered.
“Good morning, beautiful.” Peter replied in his husky morning voice.
His eyes widened as he realized what he said but the soft giggle that escaped your lips calmed him in a matter of seconds.
“I should go. My parents are probably worried sick.”
Peter frowned at the loss of warmth as your body left his.
He watched as you picked up your clothes from the floor. You turned and gave him one last smile before your hand reach out to grab the door handle but his voice stopped you from opening it.
“You can’t leave without letting me hug you first.”
You bit your lip and turned around to see Peter already standing behind you smirking.
“I can do you one better.”
Confusion crossed his face as you gripped the front of his shirt and pulled his lips into yours.
The kiss lasted a few short seconds but they were the best seconds of his life.
Peter watched you walk out of his apartment with a goofy, lovestruck grin on his face.
Preachy anti-suicide speeches may have good intentions but they honestly make me so angry… just let me express that I am suicidal, just let me vent it out, don’t guilt trip me and tell me I’m selfish or to think about my family.. just tell me it’s going to be okay, and that while you don’t understand how I feel, you still care and are here for me. Just hug me. Don’t guilt me.
request: Headcannons for dating peter but also being a superhero? If that makes any sense whatsoever. Also your blog is amazing!!!!
- you were made an avenger before him because you were less of a wild card
- him complaining that he is an on-call but you are a permanent member
- “yes peter, but if i want to do something i just tell tony ahead of time”
- “tony just likes you better” he pouts
- “i mean, i’m not arguing” tony interjecting
- natasha and clint being your mentors
- you have telekinesis so you get along with wanda pretty well
- you were in an explosion in a chemistry lab
- you were in a foster home but when your powers were discovered you were brought into the avengers
- sleepovers with wanda
- peter being afraid that you didn’t like him too
- him asking wanda to help him ask you to homecoming
- they make an entire poster and peter takes you to the roof one night only for wanda to raise the poster
- “oh my god”
- peter getting nervous, “oh um-i’m sorry if you don’t-”
- “PETER OF COURSE I WANT TO GO WITH YOU”
- at school one time flash was being a jerk to peter so you slammed an open locker in his face
- “what the..?”
- peter looking at you incredulously
- shrugging “he was being mean to you”
- discovering that you can make yourself fly
- you and peter having your first date together on the roof again and having a picnic
- peter is like the best boyfriend ever, he opens every door for you and is the kind of “pick you up to take you over a puddle” guy
- the first time you guys go on a mission after you’ve started dating you notice him constantly covering you
- asking him about it after, “i always cover you, i guess you only noticed it this time”
- “peter i am an able part of the team, and we- me and you- are a team that has to work together”
- him conceding that you are right
- he gets injured in a battle and you sprint over to him
- “peter, peter!”
- everybody is busy so you lift the side of a metal truck and curl it with your mind, and set it over him and continue to fight in front of him
- when you are no longer needed you lift him and ask tony where the nearest hospital is
- flying him there and sitting by his bed the whole time
- peter being ok with just a sprained ankle, broken rib, and concussion
- admitting you love him while he’s unconscious
- you weakly hear “i know” and then see a smile spread across his lips
- “DID YOU JUST SOLO ME”
- hugging him lightly and not letting go until the team walks in
- peter holding your hand the entire time
- when you get to take him home you take care of him and help aunt may
- aunt may knowing your powers so you don’t have to hide them
- putting away his clean clothes with your powers while you talk to him
- “Y/N don’t help him. he’s lazy and doesn’t deserve it.” aunt may scolding you
- you look at him and smile mischievously and then toss all the clothes back into place in a hurricane of laundry
- peter telling you every time you see him that he loves you before saying anything else and making sure it’s the last thing he says, because he knows it could all come crashing down in one second and he wanted to make sure you knew
Summary: Cuddling up to Otabek has always been easy and normal for Yuri. So when Otabek starts avoiding him, it hurts a lot more than he expects. (2nd place giveaway prize for @some-sort-of-firefly !! Prompt: confessions and first kisses. otayuri. word count: 1237)
They’ve always been
comfortable with being close together physically. That’s how it’s been, and
that’s how it always will be.
At first, it was never the way
Viktor and Yuuri are always draped over each other in public – god,
Yuri would rather never step foot on the ice again than be anything like those
two – but it’s
more of the subtle things, such as Yuri wrapping his arms around Otabek during
motorcycle rides, or Otabek’s hand gently holding the small of Yuri’s back as
he leads them through the streets.
Then it started becoming,
well, less subtle. Such as the
multiple times Yuri has tackles Otabek in a hug after a long period of time
without seeing each other, Otabek playing with Yuri’s hair and braiding it to
different styles, and falling asleep together on the same bed, arms wrapped
around each other.
For Yuri, it’s something
natural, comforting. Nothing calms him down more than Otabek’s touch, warm and
steady and easy to focus on when he’s starting to lose his temper. He’s sure
that his best naps he’s had have always been with Otabek’s arms around him.
Otabek is such a comforting presence that is now hard to live without.
As of late, though, he’s
noticed that Otabek has been distancing himself from him, physically.
Everything else has been the same, but Otabek no longer plays with his hair or
takes his hand, or, well, anything.
He’s been conscious with how he moves when he’s around Yuri, and whenever Yuri
tries to initiate the contact himself, it only takes a few minutes before
Otabek gently moves Yuri’s hands away from him.
concerning. And lonely, he finds out, when Otabek smiles at him apologetically
that night and says he’d rather sleep in his own hotel room for the rest of
their time in France for the Grand Prix Finals. He doesn’t get much sleep that
night. And when he sees Otabek yawning and rubbing his eyes the next day, he
knows he isn’t the only one.