“Are you sure that this will work?” Shang-chi asked her as his eyes set on the red dust in his hand.
“I promise,” Yelena answered. “Because it released me from the mind control, and what I know of, she’s still trapped,” Yelena replied as she watched his eyes look on the antidote in his hands.
“Listen, I don’t know how you know her, but I can tell that the two of you have known each other long enough. She’s not the same girl as she was before,” Yelena warned him.
He furrowed his brows and looked at her. “What do you mean?” He questioned. “The Red Room does that to a person, she’s changed,” Yelena responded. Shang-chi didn’t say anything and watched her leave before he thought for a moment when he stopped her.
“How do you know her?” He asked her as Yelena stopped.
“We trained together,” She answered. Shang-chi didn’t ask any further questions since he knew that meaning had a deeper purpose.
-
Yelena’s eyes drifted towards Shang-chi as he stood in the crowd of people. She knew that you weren’t there to kill her, and your goal was to kill him. It was a distraction.
He continued to walk before she heard the familiar whistle. It was the same whistle where Natasha taught you how to do it when you were younger.
Her eyes widened and Shang-chi looked confused. She turned around and saw you hit her on the face. You turned around and flipped down as you landed in front of him.
Shang-chi looked at you as he tried to dodge your attacks while Yelena ran from behind. You grab the knife from your waist and try to hurt one of them. Yelena knocked you down so you dropped the knife. She kicked the knife away so you couldn’t reach it.
You looked at her before you ran towards her and both of you landed on the ground hard. You placed your hands onto her neck and choked her.
Yelena grunted and tried to free from your grasp but she remembered the antidote. She tried to reach her pocket and before you knew it, red dust was sprayed into your face.
-
You watched as Dr. Bruce Banner was checking on your vital checkpoints in the lab. Yelena stood next to you. “Why are you here, Y/n?” Yelena asked you as Shang-chi and Xialing approached you. “No ‘hi, Y/n How’ve you been?” You asked her with an amused expression on your face.
Yelena rolled her eyes. “Why are you here?” She repeated as you looked at Bruce. “She’s fine,” He responded and looked at them with a nod, and disappeared out of the lab. “I’m here to kill him,” You answered and looked at Shang-chi.
He widened his eyes and frowned towards your answer. “And I thought you were here to kill me,” Yelena asked you. “Well, I was hired to kill both of you,” You answered with a bored tone in your voice.
“Why?” You let out a chuckle.
“You know why, after the red room saw that Dreykov was destroyed and Natasha destroyed the whole building and when they saw you working for the rest of the Avengers, they weren’t happy,” You told her.
“The Red Room exists? I thought we destroyed-”
You let out a laugh. “Wait, you thought Dreykov was the only one?” You asked her. “You’ve really gone soft, Yelena,” You snickered as she looked at you. “Then why are you here to kill him if the red room wanted me dead?” Yelena asked and gestured towards Shang-chi.
He had been quiet ever since they’ve taken you at the compound, and you’ve avoided looking at his eyes when Yelena sprayed at you with the red dust. You couldn’t bear the thought of breaking down.
Because all of him reminded me of why you survived in the first place. “Your father had to do something with the red room, for a while, he supported it and now they want revenge on you because of something he did,”
“I don’t know what he did, they wouldn’t tell us,” You told them before silence took over a while. “Where did you think I was all the time?” You asked her and met her eyes. “Living a life that you always wanted,”
“I didn’t know where they took you and I assumed that they released you,” You pursed your lips into a thin line and nodded.
-
Staring through the window, you let out a sigh towards the light-up well city in front of you. You haven’t got any chance to sleep because you were still paranoid that some of the leaders will find you.
Besides, you couldn’t sleep since your mind wandered about him. The boy you still loved, or maybe you still had feelings for him even after all that had happened to you.
Both of you were so young that you know that he probably won’t even remember. A knock disturbed your thoughts and you turned away. Walking cautiously towards the door, you looked through the peephole and saw Shang-chi.
You sucked in a breath and embraced yourself as you opened the door. You met his brown eyes when he saw you open the door. “Hey,” He commented. “How are you feeling?” He asked you with a tight-lipped smile. “I’m fine, feeling better,” He nodded.
“Can I come in?” He asked after a short silence. You debated for a second but let him in. “What is it?” You asked him as you closed the door and crossed your arms over your chest. “I don’t know, I just…” Shang-chi began to say but paused in mid-sentence.
You looked at him and you knew that he didn’t know that you were gone. “Where did you think I was after all this time?” You asked him and tilted your head. Shang-chi stared at you.
“Living a life, a normal for one that,” He answered as you nodded and pursed your lips into a thin line. “Well, you’re wrong, your father handed me over to the Red room,” You answered.
Shang-chi looked at you, as he saw the girl in front of him when he was younger. If he should’ve known all of this he knew that he would’ve stopped his father for sending you away. But now it is too late to fix the broken relationship and he knew that he had to let you go.
Karaoke was always low stakes, always all fun and games; keyword being ‘was’.
“Amazing! Just amazing!” You cheered, clapping as Shang and Katy finished belting out the last note of Mr. Brightside by The Killers.
“Thank you, thank you, to our adoring fans!” Katy said, bowing with a dramatic sweeping motion. You cupped your hands by your mouth and exhaled a soft scream to immediate a larger crowd shouting your friends on. Shang laughed at the sound as he collapsed on the couch by your side, causing you bounce slightly. With the dip in the cushion, you slid until your left shoulder pressed against his right.
At the touch, you craned your neck to look over at Shang. You found that his eyes were already fixed on you, the softest of smiles playing on his lips. In the light of the karaoke menu screen, you could see Shang was flushed. Whether it was from the alcohol or the exertion of singing, the red in his cheeks made him look all the more sweet and soft as he held your gaze.
“Hi,” he murmured dazedly, leaning a little closer.
“Hi,” you echoed with a smile, leaning a little closer as well. “Tipsy, are we?”
“Only slightly, just enough to embarrass myself.”
“Your singing isn’t embarrassing,” you laughed. Shang’s expression shifted from playful to serious then, and you feared you misunderstood what he said, lost his meaning in the music of the karaoke machine’s idling music. Though, when he opened his mouth to reply, Katy interjected with a snappy shout.
“Who’s up next!?” Katy continued scrolling through the song list.
“What do you want to sing, Y/N? A little Amy Whinehouse? Oh! One Direction maybe?”
“Whoa, whoa, whoa! I never said I was singing tonight,” you pressed. “My voice is still recovering from the last time. Wong left me with all those high notes!”
“It was the best rendition of Bohemian Rhapsody yet,” Katy said sincerely that she turned to look at you, her eyes stone-cold serious. “I mean it.”
“I can tell,” you said with a wide smile, “but I’m still on vocal rest.”
“Boo!” Katy shouted, standing up and waving her hands at Shang to get him to join in her cajoling. “C’mon, Y/N! Boo!”
Heat rushed to your face as Katy continued. When Shang’s voice did not join the fray, you looked over at him. He was still fixed on you, a gentle smile on his lips. There was a glint in his eyes that intensified the bashfulness that warmed your skin. He turned the spark into a wildfire. You considered yourself scorched when Shang tilted his head towards yours.
“Sing for me,” he murmured, eyes flicking from yours to your lips and back again. The sight of Shang’s shifting gaze entranced you, compelled you to give into him. But, for what felt like a prolonged moment, you were unable to speak.
“I-I, oka-”
“Excuse me, hello?”
At the sound of a new voice in the room, you, Shang, and Katy swung your heads towards the room to the karaoke booth. There lingered a pasty-looking teenager who looked rather displeased with having to work the Saturday night shift. He eyed the three of you warily as if he was unsure what to expect. When he was greeted with quiet, he seemed relieved.
“Yeah, this booth was booked for a bridal party so…you gotta go.”
“Oh,” you said in a breath, glancing back to Katy and Shang, the latter of whom wore a frown. Katy just appeared pissed. She crossed her arms over her chest and scowled. If it were not for the bright, lime green pants she wore, she would have been very intimidating.
“Is there another booth open?” She asked, her tone unyielding and eyebrows stern. You back-tracked your thoughts. Katy wasintimidating, even with the neon trousers.
The teen’s eyes widened. “Uh, no. There isn’t. Sorry.”
Katy grumbled something indiscernible before she reached towards the couch for her fanny pack. “C’mon, guys. I’m sure the bar on Hawthrone has a better selection anyway.”
Quickly, Katy darted out of the booth, leaving you and Shang to haphazardly collect yourselves to follow after her. You gathered your things and paused, making sure you forgot anything. Shang grabbed his red jacket, slipped it on over his shoulders, and looked to you.
“Got everything?”
“Y-Yeah,” you said, barely meeting his eyes. Your mind was still whirling from the way he looked at you before, the sound of his voice when he spoke: low and wanting. “I think so.”
“Great,” he replied, letting your step in front of him.
You heard him mumble a ‘thank you’ to the young employee. Though, you were only half listening as Shang rested one of his hands on the small of your back, gently guiding you outside. His touch remained until you both were swallowed by the cool night air and the sound of Katy huffing in distaste. She paced up and down the sidewalk, her lips pursed.
“Why didn’t that little twerp tell us. Now we gotta walk across town to the other bar! I’m so-Ugh! I don’t even want to walk there.”
“Wanna call it a night, then?” Shang asked, glancing from Katy to you. You met his gaze and felt the heat again, how quickly it rose to your cheeks. You looked away and nodded.
“Yeah, I’m a bit tired anyway.”
“Ugh!” Katy shouted one last time before taking a very deep breath. “Yeah. Okay. I’m good. We can go home.”
You and Shang laughed before you followed after Katy as she started off in the direction of home. Growing up in the same neighborhood gave you the perk of being able to walk with each other. Being with Shang and Katy during these late-night treks home made you feel safe. Though, since your last walk, you knew more. You knew about Shang’s powers, became reacquainted with Katy’s bravery, and found your own strength. It was all the more comforting.
As was the feeling of Shang’s hand idly brushing against yours as you walked. Between laughter and chatter, you would sneak glances at your knuckles. Then, you would let yourself watch them bump into Shang’s. Each time, you smiled to yourself and looked at your feet.
Eventually, the pavement grew familiar. You began to step over crack patterns that housed dandelion weeds between the concrete, patches of yellow and green against grey that you passed earlier that day. Some of the flowers closed with the lack of Sun, while the others that remained open were like pieces of stars that fell from the sky to nestle between sidewalk slabs. Katy nearly stepped on one as she turned towards her family’s apartment door.
“Sorry about the karaoke bust,” Katy said, turning to face you and Shang. “Maybe tomorrow we can hit the deli and go bowling?”
You nodded and looked at Shang, only to find his expectant gaze on you already. “Yeah, that sounds good. Meet up at noon?”
“Sounds like a plan,” Shang agreed, giving you, and then Katy, a smile.
“Great! See you tomorrow!”
With that, Katy disappeared inside the apartment complex wedged between storefronts. You looked back at Shang and tipped your head farther down the street.
“Walk with me?”
“Of course,” he replied, smiling. “You don’t even have to ask.”
“Well, I don’t know! You might have super-secret Avengers plans that I’m not invited to,” you said teasingly. “I have to ask to be sure I don’t interrupt a tea party with the Hulk.”
Shang laughed and shook his head. “Bruce doesn’t strike me as a tea type of guy.”
“That’s a shame.” The two of you laughed together and let a silence fall between you as you walked down the street towards your apartment. “But really, have you heard from any of them yet, since they recruited you?”
“No, not yet,” Shang sighed, “I think I’m relieved about that though.”
“Don’t wanna fight any aliens or evil wizards?” As you walked, you knocked your shoulder against Shang’s. He did not budge nor bend with the impact; though, you had to focus on staying steady on your feet. Struggling with that, you nearly missed the feeling of Shang’s hand closing around your own and holding you in place.
“You alright?”
“Mhm,” you hummed, blood rushing to your face. To distract yourself, you pressed, “you uh, you didn’t answer my question.”
“Yeah, I don’t want to. I just want to…to breathe for a bit,” he looked to you and smiled. “Just want to spend time here, living.”
“And embarrassing yourself?” You asked, referencing what he had said in the karaoke bar. Before he could reply, you added, “what did you mean by that anyway?”
Shang’s smile faltered then and he stopped mid-stride. Worried you had overstepped somehow, you raised a careful, questioning brow at him, to which he replied with a squeeze of your hand and a tip of his chin upwards. “This is you, right?”
You followed his eye line and, when you saw the familiar facade of your building, you nodded. “Yeah, it is.”
Willing to let your curiosity die, you attempted to let go of Shang’s hand and start towards your door. Yet, as you tried to pull away, Shang pulled you close. Your chest was pressed against his and, almost as soon as you caught your breath, his free hand cupped your face. Warmth spread through your every nerve ending at his touch.
“Embarrass myself,” he started softly, “like admitting that I wanted to kiss you in Ta Lo but I didn’t and I’ve been kicking myself since.” Shang licked his lips and held your gaze, searching your eyes for any tell as if your blush was not evidence enough. “Like admitting I still want to kiss you, like stupid bad.”
You could not help but laugh at his words, overwhelmed with every emotion that you kept bubbling beneath the surface. “Stupid bad?”
“Yes,” he said in a breath, “yes, so badly.” The hand of his that cupped your face shifted, his thumb skirting along the edge of your lips. You knew he had to feel the heat in your skin, to hear the wild beating of your heart against his chest.
As if stoked into a burning sense of bravery, you freed your hands and gripped his jacket tight. Teasingly, you tipped your head forward, “then kiss me.”
Immediately, Shang’s lips melded against yours. It was a desperate, needy kiss, one that left you reeling, pulling him with you towards the door to your apartment complex. Shang guided you to rest your back against the brick with one arm around your waist, the other extended against the wall like an anchor. When he pulled away, you smiled.
“Still want me to sing for you, too?”
Shang’s dark eyes widened at your question but he grinned. “Y-Yeah.”
Lost in the feeling of fiery passion and Shang’s hands, you smiled. You smiled, and you unlocked the door to your home and pulled him inside.
author’s note: this is just a quick drabble I came up with this morning and I know it’s cliché but it’s also very sweet and I feel like the reader and shaun have the perfect chemistry in this.
“It’s just for one weekend!”, you exclaimed while you watched Shaun walk away from you however, he came to a stop once he heard the desperation in your voice.
The young man turned around and looked into your y/e/c eyes. A sympathetic look graced his face while he let out a soft sigh before he made his way over to where you were.
“Why me? Why can’t you ask any of the other guy friends?”
“Because you’re my best friend. Please, Shaun. My family won’t let me live it down if I go there with no boyfriend.”
Your sister’s wedding was coming up this weekend and since everyone in your family had been pestering you about getting a boyfriend, you suddenly blurted out that you already had one but didn’t introduce him yet because it was quite early into the relationship. But of course, you didn’t have a boyfriend so the only one you knew could help you was your best friend, Shaun whom you have known for as long as you could remember.
You knew it was a cliché to ask your best friend to be your date to the wedding and pretend to be your boyfriend and a lot of other people have done this before but there was no other way. Either you would go to your sister’s wedding with Shaun as your boyfriend or you wouldn’t go at all however, you obviously didn’t want to miss that big day.
“Be my boyfriend for the weekend and I promise you, I will do anything for you for a week.”, you stated, taking Shaun’s hands into yours, squeezing them softly as you looked up at him with a hopeful smile on your face.
“A month.”
You raised your eyebrows. Knowing him, he wouldn’t take no for an answer hence you reluctantly nodded your head.
“A month.”, you mumbled, feeling Shaun’s hands slip out of yours as he held up his pinky finger, looking at you with a bright grin on his lips.
“Promise.”, he demanded.
You felt as though you were a teenager again. You shook your head lightly before you held your finger up and pinky promised that you would do anything for your best friend for a month. You knew he would be asking for all kinds of things however you would instead grant his wishes than not go to the wedding and continue to get pestered by your family.
“Then we have a deal. I will pretend to be your boyfriend for the weekend and you will do anything for me for a month … starting from today.”, he stated, wiggling his eyebrows as he took your hand, grabbed your car keys and dragged you out of your apartment.
“But I said after the wedding.”, you said matter of factly, walking next to him as you tried to keep up with his pace.
“Where are we even going?”, you asked him out of curiosity while the two of you walked out of your apartment building and over to your car.
“You will buy me a suit. I don’t have one and I can’t go to a wedding in sweatpants and a shirt. So, let’s go shopping.”, he said, grinning at you while he tossed you the car keys that you luckily caught in your hands.
You looked at him in disbelief, your mouth slightly opened while he waited for you to open the door.
“Come on, babe. You want me to look handsome for the wedding, right?”, he said as he winked at you, your mouth opening even more as you couldn’t believe what he had just said to you.
“Okay, no. The first rule of this arrangement is no nicknames for each other. No babe, no love, no honey … nothing. Got it? I don’t like that and you out of all the people in the world know that.”, you stated, pointing your finger at him.
You opened the car doors before you both got in. You quickly put your seatbelt on and started the engine, getting out of your parking spot and making your way to your local shopping mall.
“But it won’t be convincing if I don’t call you anything sweet, my love.”, he said, emphasizing the ‘love’ which immediately made you shiver.
“Stop it, Shaun. I mean you’re right but stop it … for now. You can call me nicknames in front of my family but when it’s just us two, you stop.”, you demanded, taking a quick glance at him before you focused on the street again.
“Alright, honey.”
You let out a groan, slapping your steering wheel while Shaun couldn’t help but laugh as loud as he could.
He knew that this upcoming weekend could be a very interesting one and to be honest, he would have gone with you even if you wouldn’t do anything for him but he was definitely looking forward to it now.
i’m gonna be honest here, the reason why i haven’t posted in a long time is because i have written nothing in two weeks. there is a fic i have lined up for today, but i don’t know if i should post it or not (personally i feel like it is not one of my greatest works— i’m proud of it, of course, but yeah)
i’m running out of ideas, i don’t know what to write, and every time i think of an idea i find out it’s already been written either by me or by someone else. it’s annoying. ik you can’t have enough fics of one prompt since everyone’s writing is different but still, it makes me feel exasperated
if you guys have any ideas, any prompts, don’t hesitate to message me personally or else, send an ask. my ask box is always open :D
thank you so much for reading my rant lmao i’m just frustrated it’s all :)
Warnings: SMUT DRABBLE (so if you’re under 18, don’t) - shower sex, unprotected sex
A/N: After watching Shang-chi and the Legend of the Ten Rings for… oh about the thousandth time, I just had to, the things Simu Liu does to me in this movie are just… well, yeah. Also, since this is my very first non-SPN fic, but was pretty fun to write, if you’d like me to add you to a new taglist I’ll be making for Marvel fics, let me know here!
The cool tile you were pressed up against was a small relief in contrast to the heat produced by your bodies under the steady stream of warm water. Shaun’s face was buried in the crook of your neck, his teeth lightly nipping at your skin as his hips set a torturously slow rhythm. His hard cock was deep within you, filling you completely, stretching you out in a way that only he could. The knot in the pit of your stomach began to tighten and you ran your nails along his back, leaving behind small marks that made him your own.
Warnings: SMUT DRABBLE (so if you’re under 18, don’t) - shower sex, unprotected sex
A/N: After watching Shang-chi and the Legend of the Ten Rings for… oh about the thousandth time, I just had to, the things Simu Liu does to me in this movie are just… well, yeah. Also, since this is my very first non-SPN fic, but was pretty fun to write, if you’d like me to add you to a new taglist I’ll be making for Marvel fics, let me know here!
The cool tile you were pressed up against was a small relief in contrast to the heat produced by your bodies under the steady stream of warm water. Shaun’s face was buried in the crook of your neck, his teeth lightly nipping at your skin as his hips set a torturously slow rhythm. His hard cock was deep within you, filling you completely, stretching you out in a way that only he could. The knot in the pit of your stomach began to tighten and you ran your nails along his back, leaving behind small marks that made him your own.
Warnings: SMUT DRABBLE (so if you’re under 18, don’t) - shower sex, unprotected sex
A/N: After watching Shang-chi and the Legend of the Ten Rings for… oh about the thousandth time, I just had to, the things Simu Liu does to me in this movie are just… well, yeah. Also, since this is my very first non-SPN fic, but was pretty fun to write, if you’d like me to add you to a new taglist I’ll be making for Marvel fics, let me know here!
The cool tile you were pressed up against was a small relief in contrast to the heat produced by your bodies under the steady stream of warm water. Shaun’s face was buried in the crook of your neck, his teeth lightly nipping at your skin as his hips set a torturously slow rhythm. His hard cock was deep within you, filling you completely, stretching you out in a way that only he could. The knot in the pit of your stomach began to tighten and you ran your nails along his back, leaving behind small marks that made him your own.
Your attempt at showering alone had been gloriously interrupted by a ravenous Shaun, eager to keep the marathon you’d both started up — since he’d been back from his long trip — going. Before long, your legs were wrapped around his hips as he fucked you into oblivion yet again. The sounds of water droplets falling against the ceramic floor of the shower were nearly drowned out by your own moans and groans, with scattered curses falling from your lips while he had his way with your body. His lightly calloused hands helped keep you up, grabbing your ass and squeezing every time he felt his own orgasm grow dangerously closer.
“Shau..” you started but caught yourself, he’d made it very clear that you were to call him by his true name from now on. “Shang-chi,” you whimpered, “faster… please.”
Shang-chi looked up at you and smiled mischievously. He pulled out of you and you were about to protest when he set you back down on to the floor and turned you around abruptly. Your chest and face were now pressed up against the bath wall and your ass stuck out instinctively to which he responded by smacking your ass cheek, making you yelp in surprise.
“Good girl,” he praised. “Tell me what you want, baby.”
“Please,” you whined. “Please fuck me hard.”
“Fuck, you’re hot.” He lined himself up with you and pushed deep into you in one swift movement. You screamed out in pleasure and had a hard time holding back as his fingers tangled in your hair, keeping you pressed against the wall, while his other hand held on to your hip and he began thrusting mercilessly in and out of you. Skin slapping against skin, loud moans and soft praises surrounded you. His pace was rough, and you could feel yourself on the edge of bliss, brought closer and closer by the movements of his body. Without warning, Shang-chi pulled completely out of you and slammed back in. He repeated this a few more times until you were a begging, writhing mess. He knew you were waiting for his permission to cum and were desperate for it. He could feel your cunt clenching around him in anticipation. His hands caressed your body, stopping at your breasts, kneading them softly before rolling your hardened nipples between his fingers. You felt his chest press against your back, the combined heat of your bodies adding to the already unbearable need to just let go.
“You can cum, baby. Cum on my cock,” he ordered as he continued fucking you hard and reached down with one hand to rub your clit lightly with his fingers. In a split second you let yourself go and screamed out his name, your vision went white and you threw your head back against his chest as wave after wave of pure, unadulterated pleasure ran through your entire body. Shang-chi followed close behind and you felt his forehead against your shoulder as he came deep within you, both his hands now holding on to your hips, making you take all of him, leaving behind small bruises as he coated your walls with his warm seed.
You came down from your highs and chuckled as your quivering legs struggled to keep you upright. Shang-chi held on to you and turned you around to face him, his chocolate brown eyes staring deep into your soul as he smiled at you. He kissed you tenderly, his body warmth being the only thing keeping you from freezing under the now-cold shower.
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