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[silencedloves]

El diamante (The Dimond)

Pairing: Hispanic!reader x Anthony Bridgerton

Prounouns: She/her, female reader

Warnings: Using spanish, Spanish not translated, not historically acurate, regency period

“I yearn for someone fresh, someone unexpected, to turn this season on its head.” The queen conversed while she walked through her home

“That is what we need. There is no room for indifference. Apathy is a blight the monarchy simply cannot endure.”

“Of course, Your Majesty. But remember, a young lady cannot be a diamond until you about her as such.” Lady Danbury pointed out walking along side the queen.

“So if for any reason you do not find one among the candidate today—“

“Do you think she will return? We have heard Bart a peep from lady Whistledown since last season ended.” The queen interrupted her changing the topic

“Perhaps the writer came to her senses. Perhaps she realized taking down her queen was a bad idea,and she will never publish again.”

“It is a convincing theory, ma’am.” Lady Danury said.

“Or. She simply left for the country as the rest of us did in the off-season, bored by the lack of any real gossip.”

“Hmm.”

“You do know what that would make her, then?”

She looked at Lady Danbury then looked of at distance in disgust.

“One of us.” The queen then walked off while Lady Danbury was still in thought.

“Hmm….”

~~~

“My task this season cannot be exceptionally difficult.” Viscount Bridgerton said as they were in their way to the castle talking with his siblings.

“Hasting did it after all. How hard can it be?”

“Ah. Spoken with feeling too.” Benedict looked at his little brother with a playful face a hand over his heart while sticking his bottom lip out mimicking a pout.

“I do not need feeling.” Anthony informed them

“What I need is what I have, and that is a list. Tolerable, dutiful, suitable enough hips for childbearing, and at least half a brain.” Anthony listed off what he would hope to at least find in the woman he was to marry.

“And the last part is not so much a requirement but a preference, in fact.” The sibling just nodded along with a smile on their face uninterested on what he’s saying looking out of the carriage window.

••••

“Mama do not fret, it will be alright. Shouldn’t I be the one nervous?” Y/n giggled a bit trying to lighten the mood.

“Bueno.. it's just what if I make a fool of myself? We’ve never been to one of these things.” Y/n’s mother has been nervously playing with her pearl bracelet all this time. It is habit she did as y/n noticed when she was bothered by something.

“We will be fine ama, we’ll just walk in there and act like we know what’s going on. Just fake it till we make it! No te preocupes.” Y/n reached out to hold her mothers hands that were playing with her bracelet, giving her a warm smile.

Mother lets out a heavy sigh looking up to her daughters eyes and smiles back. “You are right, as always. Lo agarras de mi.” she laughs a it and Y/n moves back leaving her mothers hands be. “Just remember look for a gentleman that will love you for you. Don’t change yourself.”

“Ofcourse.” Y/n once again smiles at her mom with love. I couldn’t be more luckier to have her.

Y/n never liked the idea to marry. I mean who in their right mind would? Once you marry you’re trapped, if it’s not the right person it will crumble. At least that’s what she thought. It was exciting for her to go to balls only for dance, since she was a little girl it’s something she liked to do.

~~~

They were introducing everyone now, everyone awaiting to be named the diamond of the season. This was your first season, and oh my god everyone is so pretty! but oh did everyone look silly with the big feathers on their hairdos. With gorgeous white and gold silky gowns. You felt gourgeous in your own too it was such a good color combo. Your gown was also white, but it had gold flowers with the occasional hint of green of vines (as shown in the pics at the top!) that is what was different from yours to any other. But just like any other gown it was long and you also had feathers on your updo hairdo.

You were not out of your carrige just yet looking out the window. You were a bit behind on time, but your mama was assuring you its okay since your name was one of the lasts to be announced. Though as you arrived there were post boys coming out of the building and scattering off towards the town. People a minute after started coming out with what seemed a rectangular card that everyone had. You were already out of the carriage when peoples carriages started to arrive to pick them up.

“What is happening ma?” You we’re confused as to why people are starting to leave if the event wasn’t done yet.

“No lo se?” Your mother stood next to you eyes wondering towards everyone.

“Excuse me ma’am?” You heard a voice beside you it’s sounded like a child, as you turned you were met with one of the post boys a messenger bag on his shoulder with cards on hand.

“Yes?” You turned your body towards him with a light smile. His arm reached forward with a paper on hand.

“It is Lady Whistledown’s latest!” You took the piece of paper out of his hands and started to search for money in your money bag to give. And handed him coins.

The boy had his hand flat and you dropped the coins in his palm he thanked you with a big smile and ran away. You looked down at the paper and looked back up to see that’s everyone’s mamas had one. You had yet to see what all the buzz what’s about. With all of this you had forgotten why you were here in the first place. You handed the paper to your mama and asked her

“Do you think the queen already chose her diamond?” You looked at her fiddling with the finger tips of the gloves you were wearing. You felt her hands grab your own gently.

“There is no need for validation from the queen you are already my diamond.” You look up at her and see the smile that she always puts just for you the one that holds so much love. You smile at her too and squeeze her hands that we’re holding yours for a second and then depart.

“What will happen now then?” Your return to gazing at the people who are gossiping to each other.

“No lo se..” your mom reply’s “perhaps we should head home and read this new article.”

There were still family coming out of the building and there ones one in particular where a bunch of ladies started surrounding. Not the entire family but a person in particular. You furrow your brows and tried to get a peak at who it was but couldn’t because of the mob that was covering it. You looked around and spotted a girl that looked unamused and wanting to go home. She looked your way and you smiled and gave a nod. She reluctantly smiled back.

“Come along now.” Your mom said as she got into the carriage with you following along..

~~~~~~

“Oh I’m so glad that’s over” Eloise said taking her feather off that’s was so ridiculous she said.

“Eloise at least have the decency to pretend you enjoyed it.” Mrs Bridgerton said smiling towards the other mamas.

“Oh mama Eloise never has the decency to do anything.” Benedict laughed at Anthony’s remark but then got caught off by Eloise smacking him in the chest.

“Ow!” Benedict dramatically put his hands over his chest.

“We will leave now right?” Gregory asked and Eloise smiled at him and enterwined her arm with his.

“At once!” But they were stopped when Violet stood in front of them.

“I will go say hi to the other mothers and you all will interact with.. I don’t know just be nice, okay?” She gave a pointed look at all her children and Eloise groaned and threw her head back.

“Eloise?” Her mother said in a stern voice. She looked back at her and nodded with a tight lipped smile.

“Yes mother.” Violet then looked at Anthony and smiled.

“And you.. you would love to talk to some ladies! Right?” She said the “ladies” part loudly so others could hear. Anthony burrowed his eyebrow at her and put a “why” face she just walked off to her friends while Eloise laughed and Benedict did as well. He then started to get crowded with all the ladies his family being pushed away from him.

“Oh uh hello.” He said looking at everyone that has come over to him wanting to talk. Looking for a way out he tried peering over all the sea of women. Seeing someone in the distance he got a peak of girl who he noticed was away from him and all this mess which he wanted to be away from also. So obviously without thinking he-

“It’s so lovely to talk to you all but if will excuse me I have someone expecting me.” Anthony gave everyone a tight smile like he always did and all the girls started to look at each other and saying “what’s?” And “who’s”

“While I appreciate all this attention I must get going” he quickly departed from the group.

“Miss, Miss!”

~~~~~~

You heard someone shouting behind you as you were about to enter the carriage you turn your head around to see what all the racket was about and got met with someone. You looked at each other for a moment. You turn you body fully towards him your back facing the carriage.

“Yes?” You breath out. You see him take a breath in and clear his throat as he wiped his hands in the sides of his pants.

“I believe we haven’t met..” he got closer and reached out for you hand and brought it up to his lips while making eye contact with you. You feel the warmth of his breath through your glove. After the kiss was broken you could feel the stares from the girls and mamas.

“I haven’t really met anyone yet so..” you smile a bit

“Well it is nice to meet you miss..” he trailed off wanting you to tell him your last name

“Y/l/n, y/n l/n…and you are?” You tilt your head to the side a bit looking at him

“Antony Bridgerton, Lord Bridgerton” He gives you a smile and puts his hands on his pants pockets.

“Lord bridgerton? Well it is nice to meet you.” You curtsied while you said that and then giggled after you saw him looking off to the side while he smiled and scoffed slightly in a joking manner.

“Y/n qué haces? Ya vámonos tengo hambre!” Your mom interrupts and you laugh a little and looked towards the closed carriage it.

“Ay voy ma! Estoy hablando con alguien.”

You look towards Anthony who had a smile on his face. You wondered why

“What?” You asked with a slight smile

“You speak Spanish?” He ask with an eyebrow raised

“It’s my native language ” you nodded

Your moms head then pops out of the carriage door

“Who are you talking to- oh! Que guapo es” your mom raised her eyebrow’s at you.

“Amaa” you looked at her and then at Anthony

“What’d she say?” He asked wondering what made you look so flustered

“It’s um it’s nothing important uh I need to go”

“Well it was lovely meeting you both. Mrs L/n my mother would love to make a new friend if you would ever like to have tea together.” Anthony smiled towards her

“Oh that sounds lovely! I will be sure to befriend her.” Your mother said with an enthusiastic tone she always loved meeting new people. She loves company.

Anthony then turns to you and once again kisses your hand. “We will meet again Miss l/n” he pulled away and you smiled at each other once more, he bowed at you and started to walk away to his own carriage. You glanced to the side and saw a group of girls staring at you and instantly looked away. They had such mean girl faces from jealousy.

“Ay Dios mío.” You whispered turning around and climbing up the carriage with the coachmen’s help.

A/n- hai loves! Apologies if there’s typos or grammar mistakes I made this and just wanted to post it. Feedback on my writing is greatly appreciated! If you’d like a part two just comment and I’ll see if I should 💞

Ps/ at some point I will translate Spanish just not right now <3

[paracosmic-murdock]

vigilante like me

chapter one: never thought i'd meet you here

pairing: matt murdock x black widow!fem!reader

series summary: nights and nights of playing the hero as if that could redeem you that easily ended up taking you to new york, where you accidentally met the man who would turn your world upside down: a vigilante like you.

chapter summary: some tuesdays you can't catch a break because some tuesdays there's a certain vigilante on the verge on death on your rooftop.

word count: 2K

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It was a Friday night.

Chilly, worthy of the cold New York autumn. Demanding, worthy of a vigilante’s night in Hell's Kitchen.

Despite the deserved celebration of his latest victory in court, Matt lies on a rooftop in distress instead, hearing every noise that the city that never sleeps had to offer, all in search of help.

On the opposite side of the rooftop, you walked past the unconscious men who had just tried to kill him, humming a song you had heard earlier there somewhere; a melody whose origin you couldn’t quite identify, but that was more than enough to calm Matt down, even the smallest bit.

You wished to hear it again some other time. You kept humming it as you approached the man in a red that seemed maroon under the black night. There was only one streetlight working, and the others were either completely off or lighting up intermittently. You are used to it. That is your building, after all.

The helmet with a neat relief on each side that mocked horns gave away the identity of the hero Hell's Kitchen has known for some years now, one you became familiar with as you read newspapers and watched the news. You had never encountered him before and never thought you'd meet him here, especially like this: bloody and unconscious.

Perhaps it was the hero in you or the guilt eating you alive from within since you first awoke that one day, but you kneeled before him either way.

When Yelena found you, you felt like you wished she never had. Now, you were aware of what you had done and of the fact that you belonged nowhere. Then, you helped her find the other widows and, during one particular mission, followed her to the bathroom after noticing how uncomfortable she got at the mention of her sister Natasha and the prospect of a Sex and the City fantasy lifestyle as soon as they reunited in New York. She vanished in front of you, and with her abrupt absence, you ran in panic without looking back. You stopped searching for the widows soon after that, fearing the memory of Yelena would come to surface again and the void would grow bigger. However, that did not mean you could live in peace.

You decided to find a purpose for yourself, so you ended up in a shitty apartment in Hell's Kitchen, New York, with a decent job as a kickboxing instructor at Fogwell's Gym, and a night shift as a vigilante. Some days, you were pretty sure you only did it for the hell of it because you were aware that trying to be a hero wasn't helping you feel better about yourself and forget the terrors that haunted you at night more often than not.

That led you there that night in your shitty apartment reading One Hundred Years of Solitude and stopping upon hearing a fight right above you. Tuesday nights are your vigilante-ing free days, but soon after, you were on the rooftop of your building, fighting the men who were hitting another man to death. You did not know what had happened, but you did know you had to stop it before somebody died.

Then, those men were lying on the floor in a pool of their own blood and you were dragging the Devil of Hell's Kitchen to your apartment silently.

You checked his pulse and it was weak but still there, which was what really mattered. After, you debated whether to take his suit and helmet off to cure his possible wounds and bruises. You didn't want to invade his privacy by taking off his mask, but you couldn't leave his wounds to infect or for him to bleed dry. Eventually, you removed his suit and left him lying on your sofa in his underwear.

An infinity of wounds, scars, and bruises covered his pale skin. You admired the resilience of his body as you used water and wet cotton to clean his open wounds, then surrounded them with alcohol, stitched him, and then patched him up. You turned him over and did the same on his back and then his legs, and you wondered how a man as skilled as him ended up injured like this.

Finally, you took off his helmet and revealed his face. It took you a minute to take everything in, but you came back to Earth and repeated the process on his face. He was undeniably handsome.

You felt guilty for thinking so.

That protective and paranoid side of you awoke and checked for the windows and the door to be locked. You went to your room to get two pillows and two blankets, and proceeded to make sure the Devil was comfortable and warm. You saved your first aid kit, cleaned the blood on your floor and your hands, and left an apple, water, and acetaminophen on the coffee table. Finally, you fell asleep on your sofa beside him to keep an eye on him.

The next morning, Daredevil wasn't where you left him, just like you had anticipated. The apple and the pill were missing too, and the glass was half empty.

The name was Jean Kane. The newest kickboxing student you'll have to handle from now on. Your newest obstacle as well.

“I didn't ask for a girl,”

You rolled your eyes. “Did you specifically sign up for training with a specific instructor, Mr. Kane?”

“No, but it goes without saying,” he replied, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. “I am a man and I require an instructor that can train a man.”

“I am an instructor that can surely train a man. I have knocked out many men four times your size before, and you don't know shit about me, so why are you underestimating my abilities, huh?”

“Darling, with all due respect, you won't be able to handle me.”

“With all due respect, which is none, you will have to take that back before you regret it,”

He frowned, feigning confusion. “Why would I regret anything, darling? I'm just asking for an instructor that is qualified to train me.”

“If you dare call me darling ever again, I will-”

“What's going on?”

You stopped your threat as soon as your friend Louis approached you.

“Finally, someone who can train me properly!”

Louis made one of those faces that speak more than a thousand words. “You mean that she can't train you well?”

“Exactly my point.”

“Huh,” Louis nodded. “Well, I am here a bit earlier and was hoping I could do a thing or two. If it's okay with you, you could wait ten minutes until the other instructor's class ends and give me your appointment, please.”

He scoffed. “Of course. It seems like you're a man who wants it easy either way. Fighting a girl just like that.”

“Miss Volkova is actually a professional boxer who retired because she almost killed someone,” Louis shrugged as if he wasn't shamelessly lying and put on his gloves. “A true life-changing experience.”

“Thanks for that,” you said.

“Nothing in life is free,” he replied casually. “You gotta pay me with a drink at Josie’s tonight, will you?”

“Stay on budget.” You winked at him before taking an offensive position and preparing to show off your fighting skills.

He gave the first hit, but you dodged it easily. Not even a second passed until you returned the blow too quickly for Louis to avoid. He groaned and hit you back, and this time it touched you but not harshly enough to make you flinch. The match ended soon after when Louis asked for a break.

“You got too excited,” he mentioned with a smirk, motioning to his abdomen with a hurting expression.

“Sorry, I had to prove a point,” you apologized. “What if we make it two drinks?”

Louis smiled. “I'll take that.”

Mr. Kane wasn't there when you turned around.

“You did prove your point,”

You chuckled. “Let's continue with your training.”

Time flew and soon you were at Josie's bar finishing your second beer.

“So yeah, I hope that guy doesn't go back to Fogwell's,”

“If he dares speak to me again I will beat his ass so hard he won't need anymore classes because he won't have any functioning limbs left to use.”

“That could also leave you imprisoned.”

“It could,” You nodded. “I don't think I'd keep my job, too, so there's that.”

Louis scoffed. “I think you'd have a valid excuse.”

“You and I are the only ones who find that valid.”

“A beer, please.” a man ordered beside you as he took a seat. You didn't look at him, you didn't mean to, but it felt somehow that he interrupted your conversation. Louis kept ranting about ethics, but you could only feel the stranger's presence near you.

And then you gathered the courage to turn around as if you were looking at the door and saw him.

Josie scoffed. “You need to be more careful. Anybody would think somebody beat the crap out of you.”

He chuckled. “I am clumsy.”

“I bet, Murdock.”

One thing you were lucky about is how self centered Louis could be. He could just talk for hours as if he were in a one man show and not notice that the other person isn't in the crowd; that gave you the freedom to just stare at Murdock and the bruises you remember to have cured well past midnight the very same day.

“I might be blind but I still can feel you staring, by the way.” he commented, turning his head to face you, and somehow he was even more handsome than you could recall.

You stared in mocking disbelief. “I have the feeling that you're too full of yourself.”

“What can I say? I had a good day.”

“Good for you, man.”

He smiled cockily, almost succeeding in pretending your disinterest didn't bother him. “Josie, could you give her another beer?”

“How do you even know if I'm having a beer?”

“Well,” He got close to you, and now you felt his warm breath against your neck. It gave you goosebumps. “Your breath gave it away, Stella Artois.”

You exhaled, feeling your heartbeat faster than you are willing to accept. You took a sip of the new Stella Artois beer, hoping for the cold drink to keep you cool. “That is impressive, I'll give you that.”

“Matt.”

You've got a full name now: Matt Murdock. You told him yours.

“That is an interesting last name. Slavic?”

You hummed. “Yeah. Russian.”

“It's a pleasure.”

“Thanks. I don't know if I'm ready to say that back just yet, though.”

Matt chuckled. “It shouldn't be that hard since didn't say I loved you or something.”

“But it was close enough.”

“Could you just say it back to spare my feelings?”

“Should I pity you, Matt?”

“Yes, please.”

You shook your head slightly. “FYI: I don't do pity, I just don't give a shit. Do you want me to not give a shit?”

“Not if I can help it,” Matt smirked.

“Is that a new one?” Louis’ question brought you back to reality and snapped you out of your conversation with Matt. “I'll tell Josie to put it on my tab.”

“Don't worry about it,” Matt interrupted him. “That one was on me.”

“Oh,” Louis muttered, a little uncomfortable. “I didn't-”

“I'm sorry. Are you two together?”

“Well…”

“No.” you rushed to say, and Louis was notoriously offended at your quick response.

“I see,” he hummed. “Metaphorically, though. It's clear I don't see.”

You supressed a laugh with a loud exhale.

“It's okay, sweetheart,” Matt got close like he did earlier. “You can laugh.”

You chuckled softly. “You're too cocky, I'm not all that pleased to meet you.”

“We'll see about that,” he raised his brows. “Metaphorically.”

“You gentlemen have a good night,” You stood up promptly with a smile. “And take care of yourselves. Hell's Kitchen is hell at night.”

You placed enough bills to pay for your drinks, Louis’, and Matt's.

[silencedloves]

Polaroids after sex

Warnings: none, just fluff

Pronouns using: none

A/n: this is a short one but I hope you enjoy it :) 💓

Its an understatement of how much Steve loves taking pictures of you after having sex. And not in a pervy pornography kinda way, but in a sweet lovable kinda way.

Steve has such a big heart he loves to love because that is something he didn't receive. He loves to give even if he doesn't get something back in return. He is such a lover boy, your lover boy.

After having sex he whispers sweet things like

"I can never get enough of you," he lays on top of you as he caresses your cheek and kisses your forhead. At that moment youre entangled with each other and Steve is mesmerized by you, he's always been. But in these moments you seem much more beautiful, because of how vulnourable you are to him its so intimate.

You smile as you look up to him and feel him swipe your hair from your forhead that was stuck from your sweat. "You are such a beauty" he says as he peppers every inch of your face with kisses and you squirm under him. He hears you laugh and tell him to ‘stop’ knowing that you loved every second of it. He stops and reaches for something near the bedside table. You know what it is and grumble. “Come on honey you know I can’t resist..” he has a Polaroid camera in his hand and see you’re already tucked under the bedsheets covering half your face.

He chuckles and takes a pictures anyways. As he put the Polaroid camera back in place and waits for the Polaroid to develop in his hand you ask “Do you really gotta do that every time?” He leans down again and smiles at you then kisses you slowly, “Ofcourse sweets, these are for my eyes only and I never wanna forget how you look like afterwards.” He says with a soft smirk and you playfully roll your eyes.

[silencedloves]

Hi I just finished reading Not yours with Steve Harrington and my heart 🤧, I was wondering if you could do a part 2 where Steve gets reader back and fluff 🤍

Love Always

Pairing: Steve Harrington x female!reader

Warnings: Swearing, and fluff :)

Pronouns: She/her

A/n: I hope you enjoy this and thank you for requesting a part 2! It means a lot ♥️

Part 1 Part 2

It feels like years and years have gone by since Steve has seen you, but in reality it’s been a few months. He’s tried to avoid your spots like the mall, parks, video store, so he doesn’t run into you which was hard to do.

You on the other hand didnt try to avoid him, wanting to see how he is. Though Steve couldn’t handle to see you, it would break him, if he sees you he would run up to you and fall to his knees, beg for forgiveness. But he doesn’t want to do that, not for him but for you, you deserve better at least that’s what he thinks.

He’s actually gone by your house multiple times wanting to see you, talk to you, so many times has he stood by your front door debating to knock on your door. He never ended up having the nerve and just ended up leaving.

~

Steve was hanging out with his friends at the mall those friends that you told him were not good for him, those friends that you told him made him someone he wasn’t, those friends that made him and asshole.

He couldn’t just drop them they are all he had now. You were all he had that mattered in his life and now you’re gone so he’s clinging on whatever he can so he won’t be alone, he can’t handle being alone and so more not right now.

Steve was so deep in his thoughts he didn’t mean to bump into someone but he did.

“Hey watch it!” I girl yelled as she walked away with a sour face and Steve softly apologizes, shaking his head trying to focus more and not daydream. He heard a laugh beside him and felt and arm drop around his shoulders pulling him in.

“Come on Steve! Stop being such a downer.” Tommy said as he smirks at Steve. Steve just chuckles not knowing what to say.

“Hey” Tommy whispers to Steve as he looks at Carol and Nicole who are walking in front of them talking to eachother. Steve simply answers with a “mhm?”

“If you really want to get over that bitch just take Nicole .” Steve quickly furrows his brows and puts an angry face at the sound of the name calling Tommy just did to you. Though Tommy is too stupid to connect the dots and realize that Steve was uncomfortable and just continued to joke around. He chuckled and did his obnoxious smirk.

“She’ll come back crawling to you, you know?” He continued blabbing his mouth. Steve felt anger bubbling up and was clenching his teeth together.

“And if she doesn’t it’s alright, she wasn’t all that anyways, she’s just another stupid bitch, you can get anyone else that’ll be better than her.” He laughs and pats Steve’s shoulder, his arm still hanging around him.

Steve then pushes him off which caught him off guard and fell. “Dude what the hell!”

With that the girls stopped walking and turned around facing them now.

“Tommy for once in your life shut your damn mouth!” Steve yells at him as he peers over, Tommy still on the ground.

“Hey Steve what’s your problem!” Carol joins in walking toward them and going next to Tommy helping him up.

“You’re all assholes that’s my problem!” He was finally starting to break. With all this ruckus going on there we’re people glancing at them and gossiping.

As Tommy got up he walked up to Steve “Are you serious right now man?” He said angrily at his face

“Yeah I’m serious you shouldn’t have said that!” Steve yelled at his face and pushed Tommy again, he stumbled back and seemed furious.

“You mean call her out for what she really is?” He growled while he flailed his arms out and nodded his head up. “That’s funny I don’t remember you asking me to stop.” He tilted his head to the side and shrugged his shoulders.

Steve clenched his teeth so tightly it felt as if they might shatter, his hands balling into fists as he dug his nails into his skin.

“I should’ve shoved my foot right up your ass” he gritted through clenched teeth

“What the hell Steve!” Carol once again tried to join in

Steve looked at her then Tommy with an annoyed face. “You know neither of you ever cared about her. You never even liked her, because she not miserable like you two. She is the opposite from what you guys are and a better person in so many ways you guys aren't.”

“A slut with a heart of gold!” Carol said sarcastically with a fake smile.

“I told you to watch your damn mouth!” Steve yelled as he pointed his finger at her.

“Hey!” Tommy pushes Steve back “I don’t know what’s gotten into you man but you don’t talk to her that way!” As soon as Steve was gonna say something a new voice joined in.

“Well someone has to.” Steve recognized your voice and swears he melted at the sound. Tommy also looked over with a mischievous smile and takes a step back from Steve “The famous y/n.”

Y/n looks to Tommy and Carol “I suggest you guys leave.” Carol steps towards you and says “Or what?”

You take a step closer to her “You think you’re some badasss chick? Or you need me to remind you what happened when you and your little friend group tried something on me huh?” You look her up and down.

She says nothing and bites the inside of her cheek turning away and standing beside Tommy.

Tommy then scoffs and looks at Steve “Pathetic.” He turned away to walk away. Steve got so fed up already that tiny word was just it to make him all riled up he stepped towards him ready to fight him until he felt someone grab his hand. He stopped and turned his head, it was you. “Don’t” you whisper

And all his anger washed away his shoulders relaxed and his hand wasn’t balled up in a fist anymore. You held his eye contact then looked at Tommy and Carol walk away with Nicole telling them to wait up for her. Steve followed your view of eyesight.

“You don’t need them anymore.” Y/n said as she reached her hand up to his chin turning him towards her. Everything inside of Steve that he kept hidden away, all the emotions came crashing down. You see his eyes water as you guys look at each other, your hand cups his cheek as your other one doesn’t let go of his hand.

Steve let’s put a soft sob his head dropping, putting his forehead to yours. He closes his eyes tears coming down his cheek. Your presence, your touch, your voice makes him crumble, he feels vulnerable with you and that’s okay.

You whisper to him “it’s okay” you read his mind, he wants to apologize but his throat is all closed up. He shook his head saying ‘no’ and he drops his head to the crook of your neck.

The hand that was on his cheek is now on the back of his head going up and down in a soothing matter.

“I’m sorry..” he finally got it out and wants to say it as many times as he can. He is clinging on to you for dear life, his arms wrapped around your body. “I’m so so so sorry.” He keeps repeating it and you keep saying “it’s okay.”

You let Steve cry in your arms. People around you already not caring about the scene you’re making.

In a few minutes you feel Steve’s head lift up and he looks at you with watery eyes. You reach up again and wipe the tears off his face, and you use both hands to brush away his hair from his face, dropping your hands to cup his face. He smiles a bit and tightens his arms that are around your waist. You smile back at him.

“Remember I’ll always love you.” Steve says with all sincerity.

You bring Steve closer to you, caressing his cheek. “And I love you.” Steve smiles and sees a tear roll down your cheek. “It’s okay..” he whispers and you slightly laugh. He kisses your cheek and you both go in for a kiss on the lips. Missing the feeling both of you want to stay there forever. You with your hands on his face try to bring him closer as if there were still space between you. When you broke apart Steve said. “You we’re right, I was an asshole, and I was an asshole to you.”

He put his hands on yours that were on his face and took them off, interlocking with both of them.

“But I’ll be better, because I have you.” He looks at you with such love and admiration. And you giggle, as you reach up to his face and started to plant kisses all over him. And he doesn’t protest, you then run off dragging him along with your hand on his.

“Where are we going?” He asks with a smile, “We’re gonna get ice cream!” You say as you hear him chuckle.

“Hey I was wondering what happened between you and Carol?” Steve asked as he remembered what you said to Carol about being a badass chick. You run faster to the ice cream shop and laugh. “I’ll tell ya when I get my ice cream!” Steve laughs at your actions and is happy with you.

He is happy, he is happy to be with you, to speak with you to have you again.

A/N- YAYYY this was so fun to write hope you guys enjoyed <33

[silencedloves]

Pretty as Aphrodite

Warnings: I have not read or watched anything related to The Percy Jackson!!! I did not know anything about Greek mythology!! , but I got this idea and thought I would post so if anything is not right then I'm sorry >.<, Comfort pov, angsty, reader feeling insecure.

Pronouns: Not used

A/n: I would really recommend listening to "Black Friday" by Tom Odell while reading this it was inspired by it so yeah! Happy reading loves <3

In the quiet solitude of the moment, your head slumps, eyes closed, a lone tear escaping as you stand before Percy.

“I want a better body, I want a better skin..” your body shakes a bit. trembling

Percy listens to you as he looks at you with worried eyes and a clenched jaw not knowing what to do, but just listen.

“I want to be perfect like all your other friends..” you take a shaky breath not once looking up, he sees tear drops falling to the grass, he reaches his hand to yours and grabs it as he cups your face with his other hand making you look up.

He sees your sad eyes as they are glassy and filled with tears. He gulps and looks at you in the eyes, “You look so pretty, pretty like Aphrodite, every time you touch me I feel adrenaline.” as he said that he slowly came close to you.

Forehead to forehead, a comforting embrace unfolds, a shared warmth enveloping both of you. Eyes closed, immersed in the moment, Percy lovingly caresses your cheek while you squeeze his hand, entwined with yours. In this tender exchange, the world fades, leaving only the assurance of each other's presence.

Youre there for a bit not moving, Percy goes ahead and breaks the silence as he whispers, "You have a beauty inside and out, you are an extraordinary person," you feel yourself growing closer to him as you take a hold of the hand that still cups your face and caress it,

"and I have the privilege to know you or to even breath the same air as you.." you smile a bit and Percy feels his hand getting wet as tears stream from your beautiful eyes. He opens his while still being forehead to forehead and just admires you, then he moves his head away. He wipes your tears away with his thumb and you flutter your eyes open. Looking at Percy with slightly red eyes because of the crying you feel safe.

When he drys all the tears he cups your face once again and smiles at you, the smile you love to see, and he gets closer to kiss your forhead. You sigh contently.

A/n: plis comment if you all liked it and yeah :) muah tanks for reading <3

[silencedloves]

Not yours

Part 1 Part 2

“Well what did you want me to say y/n?!?” Steve says as he closed his front door and threw his keys on the kitchen counter.

“I wanted you to defend them! Not just stand back and laugh at their faces like everyone else!” you follow Steve as he walks to his bedroom.

“Oh come on, I don’t know why you’re mad about this!” he stops in front of his bedroom door turning around to face you.

“It’s not just about this it’s about the other times that you just went along with the bullying and just being an asshole towards other people!” your eyes started to tear up, blurring your vision a little

“If I’m such an asshole then why are you with me?!” Steve shouted his voice cracking at the end.

“I fell in love with YOU, not Steve the king or Steve the hair Harrington. I fell in love with just Steve, my love. And every time you’re around Tommy H and Carol and those ‘popular’ kids you act like someone totally different! And I cannot stand around while you try to pretend someone you’re not just so those people will like you! I can’t just watch as you portray someone who is not my sweet caring Steve!” You cup his face softly with one hand feeling Steve's tears.

“Well I guess I’m not your Steve then.” He grabed your hand from his face with his, you felt his thumb rub your hand a bit and then he took your hand off of him. Leaving your arm at your side.

“I guess not. I really hope you don't end up like those idiots you call ‘friends’… because you’re too good of a person you just need to see it yourself.” You sniffled and wiped your tears with the back of your hand, you took a look at Steve and then turned away walking out of his house.

a/n: just a little idea I had not too long hope y'all like it <3

[silencedloves]

Fall | Steve Harrington

hispanic!reader , readers favorite weather is fall, sweet Steve

Pronouns using: she/her

** = inner dialogue

Warnings: violence, Catcalling, racism, soft kisses, hand holding, lovesick, protective Steve.

It was fall the perfect season. Y/n just loved taking strolls and listening to her walkman, headphones on and feeling the cool breeze sway her hair.

And it’s exactly what she’s doing right now. Walking out of her home and seeing orange leaves everywhere, pumpkins set up in her neighbors porches faces carved into them. The strange smell of cold she smells when she breathes in gives her comfort.

Steve insisted on giving her a ride to school but she just kept declining him and saying she would rather walk to school. But, Steve as stubborn as he is went to go pick her up anyways

Y/n was walking down the sidewalk of the street, she noticed a car going by and stopping at the end of the stop sign. She could see the convertible with the top off 4 boys on it from high school, the popular crew that Steve used to hang out with. The only boy she knew in that group was Tommy. *ugh*

*I’ll just keep walking I hope they don’t say anything* she thought while walking towards them. And as soon as she got near them all the boys turned their head. One of them whistled at her, she pretended she didn’t hear them since she had her headphones on. She sped up her pace almost reaching the stop sign and then she can turn at the corner.

"Hey sweetheart!" one of them yelled.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Another says with a grin

"I bet she can’t wait to go back to her country!" That comment them all laugh

Y/n stops walking when she heard that.

"Hey come on man what the hell." She recognized Tommys voice saying that. *maybe he’s not a heartless piece of crap*

"Oh so she can hear us?" Y/n turned around facing them now, trying not to looked pissed off.

There was another car coming down the street she could see it from the corner of her eye, she just stared at the boys seated in the car.

"Oh wait she can’t understand us, Hablas english?" He says in a joking manner not even being able to pronounce the word correctly.

All of them started laughing like little kids though Tommy looked like he wasnt enjoing this.

"Oh I understand perfectly, nomas estan como pinche pendejos aquí." All of them stopped laughing at that and you could see by the look in their faces they were dumbfounded looking at eachother trying to figure out what she said. Tommy snickered at that.

"You understand that sweetheart?" Y/n smiled at them sarcastically but that pissed them off.

"You think you’re so smart you bitch?" He straightened up in his seat, starting to lean out the car towards y/n when a car door was heard being slammed very loudly behind them.

"I think you should watch your mouth asshole, doesn’t your mommy teach you manners?" She turns her head *my knight in shining armor*

"Oh look if it isn’t Steve Harrington sorry man I just found your bitch wondering around." and with that Steve launched himself at the boy that sits at the passanger seat and punched him square at the face. All the boys shouted with woahs but not daring to stop barge in. Steve grabs his collar and drags him up to his face

"Now you’re gonna apologize to the pretty lady yeah? And make it sound heartfelt if not I’ll beat your ass right here right now infront of your little friend group, you got that?"

The boy nodded scared with his lip dripping with blood. Steve lets him go and walks over to you.

"I-I'm very sorry ma'am forgive me for my horrible actions." She just smiles at him trying not to laugh. The boy gulped and looked at Steve for a split second and the turned around and looked at Tommy.

"Drive lets go." He told him,

"Nah I think im enjoying this"

"Drive for gods sake!!" He says witha more panicked voice

And with that they were off.

Steve turned to you and gave you the most loveable hug ever, he wrapped his arms over your shoulders, bringing your head to his chest and holding you like you were something fragile. You wrapped your arms around his waist and his chin resting on your head. You stayed there for a little while enjoying eachothers warmth.

When you separated you took your hands cupping his face with them and made him look down just slightly, his eyes looking at you with so much love and a little smile he has dazed by you. You looked at him and got closer to his face and started to attack him with kisses all on his face not leaving one spot without a kiss. He didn’t move letting you do it, letting out some giggles.

When you finished and pulled back "I love you" you said

"And I love you more." Steve said now arms in your hips and yours on his chest. "I don’t think thats possible" you say scrunching your eyebrows together.

"Okay well it is now com on were gonna be late" Steve said walking towards his car holding you hand. "Were still not finished with this coversation," you pouted jokingly

"Get in the car amor." Steve open the car door for you and you blushed at the nickname.

You get in without a complaint when he gets in the car on the drivers seat he says "I'm always walking with you from now on." he grabs your hand and you look at him and smile

" I guess..." You roll your eyes and sigh in a joking manner.

A/n- HOPE YALL LIKE IT! Muchos besos <3 requests are open!

[silencedloves]

Show| The Joker

As y/n enters the heavily secured room, where in the door entrance said J.N underneath that said CAUTION with black and yellow tape, she was going through a portfolio about The Joker.

“Well.. hello there.” Joker said in a flirty matter sitting up once she entered the room. She looked up from reading the portfolio her face showing no interest in his tone.

“Hello Mr.J” she said as she walked towards the table that’s was in the middle of the gray empty room. Her heels clicking against the white tile and settling the portfolio in front of both of her legs holding with both hands

“How lucky am I now?” He says while his eyes trail her body, that action does not go unnoticed by y/n.

“I’m not here for games Mr. J” she said while settling the portfolio on the grey table, “I’m not like one of those other women who fall head over heels for you alright?” All her weight was now supported by the table, both of her arms on it her face lowered to have eye contact with The Joker.

“They gave you multiple chances with the other psychiatrists, but you chose the hard way.” She sighed as she straightened out, her hands still on the table, tapping. The Joker was smiling through that little speech she just gave, amused thinking this is gonna be fun.

“What makes you so different from them now?” He said with a short chuckle leaning in forward mimicking her actions moments before.

“This.” With that she snapped her fingers, immediately he regretted asking that, pain struck to his head flashbacks he didn’t even remember of. Him as a little kid good memories coming in and out his head hurting by the second.

“WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING TO ME?” J yelled wanting it to end.

“Searching for answers, you made us do this the hard way.” The pain then stopped J opened his eyes laughing, “You really think you can help?”

“Why are you like this?”

“This is a choice! Haha. You think what I am is a burden?” He was smiling wildly now y/n sat down slowly in n the metal chair. Holding eye contact with him.

“I have to put a show for my audience..” Isn’t that right reader?

Confused.. confusion. Audience? He pointed straight at you. You’re guilty for this?

“What?” J was looking at nothing.. she looked towards what he was staring at.. a wall?

You’re guilty for all of this..

A/n- so yeah! Hope you guys like this ♥️