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(I had a lot of fun incorporating DnD elements and stuff inside your matches <3 I live for the game)
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Romantic and Platonic Matchups; K-Pop Demon Hunters and Marvel
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Romantic;
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K-Pop Demon Hunters;
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Rumi -
It starts very casually
One night you’re lying on your bed, headphones on, scrolling through random music recommendations
You’re the kind of person who focuses on lyrics more than anything else, so when a song from Huntrix comes on, you pause
The production is catchy, sure
But it’s the words that get you
Something about resilience and identity
You reply it
Then another song
Then another
Within two days your playlist is half Huntrix
You end up getting a ticket to their concert almost impulsively
You stand near the back, arms folded, tall enough to see over most people, freckles faint under the venue lights
You don’t scream like the rest of the crowd
But you do watch closely
Studying the performance, the choreography, the way the lyrics are delivered
When the meet-and-greet line comes around, you approach with that natural RBF that makes the staff member hesitate for a second before letting you through
The girls (mostly Zoey) greet you brightly
“Hi!”
“Thanks for coming!”
Rumi looks up at you from behind the table, pen twirling between her fingers
You place your poster down, nodding politely
“Your lyrics are really good” You say simply
“Thank you” She says signing your poster
But the interaction ends normally
No dramatic sparks
No instant romance
Just curiosity
The next day you’re grabbing a drink from a small café
As you turn around, you accidentally bump into someone
Your drink spills, on their hoodie, on their shoes, and you freeze in horror
“Oh my goodness- I’m so sorry!”
The person looks up at you and it’s Rumi
You blink
She blinks
Both of you instinctively glance around to see if anyone noticed
You immediately step closer to shield her from view
“Sorry,” You mutter, “Didn’t know it was you”
She seems surprised you didn’t react loudly
Meanwhile you’re mortified
“Here- Take my hoodie. Seriously, please.”
Before she can refuse, you’re already pulling yours off and holding it out
She stares at you
“… You’re the same guy from yesterday”
She laughs softly and takes the hoodie and she pulls it on
It’s oversized on her, the sleeves swallow her hands
Rumi glances at you again, considering you before asking, “You want to walk with me?”
The nearby park becomes your first real conversation
You walk side by side down the path
You’re both talking about your lives, interests, whatever comes to mind
You casually mention you’re learning your fifth language
She is impressed, “Fifth? Woah…”
Rumi is fascinated by this
Soon the conversations become regular
You exchange phone numbers
You text about music lyrics, cultural idioms in different languages, fantasy books, and random philosophical questions at 2 AM
Rumi loves that you analyze song meanings
She starts sending you demos before they release
“Tell me if the line sounds weird”
You send voice notes explaining the emotional nuance of certain phrases
She listens to them multiple times
Sometimes just to listen to your voice
When she has rare free days, she calls you
“Meet me at the park. We’re having a pic-nic”
You bring coffee and she brings snacks
Sometimes she asks you to teach her phrases in different languages
“How do you say ‘you’re annoying’ again?”
“Depends. Friendly-annoying or annoying-annoying?”
You also introduce her to Percy Jackson
She becomes aggressively invested
Rumi starts noticing little things about you
How you instinctively walk on the outside of the sidewalk
How you quietly hold doors open
How you carry things for people without thinking about it
Your acts of service love language becomes obvious
One time she complains about being tired after practice
The next day she finds a care package at her studio door
Inside, you had packed tea, fuzzy socks, snacks, a new plushie, and a handwritten note
Meanwhile, you’re developing feelings too
But you assume she’s way out of your league
She’s famous
She’s confident
She’s magnetic
And you’re just the quiet tall friend with cute freckles and messy hair
The moment happens during another park walk
It’s late evening
Streetlight glowing
Rumi’s wearing your hoodie that she never got around to giving back to you
You finally say, “You know you can keep that hoodie”
She looks down at it and smiles, “I know”
Then she mutters quietly, “I think… I like you,” She glances up quickly, “But like-” She cut herself off
You blink and smile softly, almost shyly, “Good. Because I like you too”
Rumi absolutely steals your clothes
All
The
Time
Mostly your hoodies
Late night songwriting sessions with just her or the girls
She sometimes writes songs about you and keeps them in her journal
Quiet evenings where she rests her head on your shoulder while you read
Either out loud or silently
She hums softly when she is relaxed
You occasionally brush her hair our of her face without realizing it
She melts into your hands
Rumi loves your freckles
She traces them absentmindedly
She once tried counting them
You bring her drinks or snacks during rehearsals
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Marvel;
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Your introduction to the team is… Unusual
Valentina Allegra de Fontaine had been hearing stories about you for weeks
A small town just outside of New York City reported some strange incidents
Nothing explosive or headline-worthy, but consistently fortunate
A collapsing scaffold that somehow missed everyone beneath it
A truck that lost control but swerved exactly before hitting a crowd
A child that wandered too close to traffic only to be grabbed by someone who somehow knew to look at that exact right moment
That someone was you
Your mutation was strange but incredibly useful
You could understand every language, spoken or written
Yes, even dead languages
You breezed through college with that talent
And you had a sixth sense of sorts
An almost instinctive ability to sense when something was about to happen seconds or minutes before it did
No visions
No dramatic prophecies
Just the quiet certainty
That glass is about to fall
That man is about to pull a gun
Something bad will happen in five seconds
Valentina recruited you as soon as she could
At first you work behind the screens, helping guide the team during missions from the operations room
The first time they heard your voice over comms it was;
“Barnes, duck. Two seconds”
Bucky ducks and a bullet shatters the wall exactly where his head was
There was a pause
“Who the hell was that?”
Valentina on the line: “Your new teammate”
When you’re finally introduced in person, the reception is cautious if anything
It wasn’t like you were expecting a “welcome to the team!” party but-
Yelena Belova studies you with narrowed eyes fro across the room
You’re tall, taller than most people in the room actually
Well, except for a few
And your messy-cloud of dark hair looks almost black in the tower’s lighting
Freckles dust across your nose, and your posture is relaxed despite standing in a room full of assassins and super soldiers
Yelena’s new assistant fumbled before dropping her clipboard, which made a loud sound crashing onto the floor
Everyone’s eyes darted to the floor, surprised, and you just sighed
“Oh, oops, sorry, I could’ve warned you all about that”
Bob Reynolds is the first one to approach you normally
He walks into the kitchen one afternoon and finds you watching cooking videos on your phone while eating cereal
“You- You like cooking?”
You shake your head immediately, “I love it, but I am terrible at it”
Somehow this leads to the two of you attempting to bake cookies together
Hey, it’s easy to make cookies
it goes terribly
Flour everywhere
Smoke alarm screaming
Yelena walks in and stares at the disaster
“… Why are the cookies on fire?”
You point to Bob
Bob points to you
Yelena sighs deeply, “Children”
Bucky warms up slower, he is naturally sus of you
Until he walks past your room one day while you were spring cleaning with the door open and sees you sorting a binder
Inside are vintage Captain America trading cards
He freezes
You notice him, “Oh, hey, just reorganizing my nerdy habits”
He steps inside, “You collect these?”
You nod, “Yeah, ever since I was a kid, my (insert awesome parent) got me started on them”
He stares at the card of Steve Rogers for a long moment
After that day he occasionally sits in the same room as you
Ava connects with you quietly
The two of you often sit in the same room reading
No conversation required
But often times you recommend books to each other
Your dynamic with Yelena starts subtly
You’re not close at first, but you’re polite
Passing greetings and quiet nods
She watches you though
In a totally normal way
She notices the way you hold doors for people
The way you refill the coffee machine when it runs low
The way you quietly fix things around the tower
Your acts of service love language is extremely obvious to her
One night she complains about sore shoulders after a mission
She’s not one to complain, but she was curious
Was it wrong of her to want to test you?
She was just curious, as said
The next morning, there’s a heat pack and muscle cream outside her door
She knows it was you
One evening she walks into the lounge and finds you surrounded by notebooks, hardcover adventure books, maps, a game board, mini character figurines, and dices
You’re muttering to yourself while writing
She leans back against the couch
“What are you doing?”
“Planning a D&D compaign”
She raises an eyebrow, intrigued
Within a week the entire team is playing
You are the DM
And there is so much freaking chaos
Just imagine how they do missions in real life…
Yeah, that, but more chaotic since they don’t have “real” consequences
Bob is a Bard
He absolutely tries to solve problems by talking to NPCs, persuading enemies, and getting reallllllly into the game
Constantly rolls persuasion checks
Gets way too emotionally invested in NPCs.
“Wait wait wait- Before we fight them, can I try diplomacy?”
Bucky choice was Paladin
Bucky originally put on the mask of “whatever” when playing the game, but he gets seriously invested
he protects the group constantly and acts like the party’s moral compass
He has his own notebook to write things down while playing
“We’re not charging in blindly. We have to form a defensive line”
Ava picked Rogue
Ava is the stealth
She rarely talks during sessions
But she somehow always is super lucky on rolls and rolls insanly high stealth checks every time
Yelena picked Assassin, obviously
She plays her character exactly how she would in real life
Efficient and brutal
Always asks, “Can I sneak attack?”
She gets really annoyed if the group wastes time talking
“Why are we negotiating? I stab him.”
Bob: “B-But, diplomacy-”
“Too late, I rolled”
Alexei picked Barbarian
It was no question
He loves smashing his character figurine around on the board
And likes narrating his attacks
He is the loudest player
“I challenge the dragon to combat!”
Everyone: “No!”
John begrudgingly chose Fighter
Though he was very quick to get into the game and become very competitive
He gets frustrated when plans fall apart
“If we coordinated our attacks properly we could’ve finished that fight in two rounds”
He kind of acts as if he is a professional or an expert
Antonia picked Monk
She is similar to Ava where she doesn’t talk as much
And sometimes she doesn’t even appear for the sessions
To which you all as a team pretend her character is sleeping
When she does play, occasionally, she copies strategies
After each session Yelena lingers while the others leave
Helping you gather dice and maps
The tow of you talk about random things
Music, books, and whatever else comes to mind
Yelena starts sitting closer during games
Like swapping places with Bucky next to you
She steals your snacks
And she ends up calling you “freakles” in Russian
“Vesnushki”
She also becomes weirdly protective
One time someone insults you during a mission briefing
Some guy who thought he was so cool getting a job working alongside the New Avengers
Something about you not really being a part of the team if all you could do was guess when something was about to happen
“A sixth sense? Yeah, right? I can easily guess when something is about to happen, that’s just basic situational awareness”
But no, Yelena’s death glare met his gaze, “You want to repeat that?”
He was quick to apologize and leave the room
The confession happens on a night that’s completely ordinary
No dramatic mission or anything like that
Just another D&D night
Eventually everyone drifts away for the night
Dice get packed up and books stacked
One by one the team leaves to go on about their day
And soon it’s just you and Yelena again
You’re gathering character sheets when you notice she hasn’t moved
She’s leaning against the table, arms crossed, watching you
Not in her usual teasing way
But she looks more thoughtful
“You know,” She finally says, “You are strange”
You glance up, “Is that a good thing?”
She paused for a second, not out of hesitation but - again - thoughtfulness, before saying, “Yeah”
She goes quiet again, which in this situation is kind of unusual
She’s normally sarcastic, quick to joke or comment
But she just went back to watching you, her gaze dropping briefly to your hands as you sort out papers, then back to your face
She pushes off the table, steps closer
You realize how close she is
Then she sighs and runs a hand through her hair
Like she’s annoyed with herself
“… I’m not good at this”
“What?”
“At this” She gestures vaguely at you
You tilted your head, “Lena, that clarifies nothing”
She looks away, staring at the floor, and says it, bluntly
“… I like you,” She continues, slightly flustered now, “I like you romantically. Not in a friendly way”
She gets defensive
Waiting for you to say something
Anything
You stare at her, but then you smile
“Lena, I also like you in a romantic and non-friendly way”
She squints suspiciously, “Yeah?”
“Yeah, well, I had a feeling this was coming”
She groans loudly, “Oh my god,” but then she laughs, “I take back everything I said”
Yelena is surprisingly affectionate once you’re together
But she is very against PDA except for the occasional hand-hold or hug
She loves standing close to you
When alone, she likes leaning and resting her head on your shoulder
She also likes just leaning on you in general
Sometimes the team will walk into a room and see her half draped against you while you’re reading or working
Very much giving black cat vibes
“Vesnushki” She would mumble
“Hmm?”
“Read to me?”
Quiet evenings become your favorite time together
You’ll be sitting on the couch or bed reading on of your fantasy novels
She’ll flop beside you
And read along with you or ask you to read to her
She falls asleep soon after
She is also acts of service when showing her love
She’ll make you coffee
Or bring you your favorite snack
Yelena is very very very protective of you
Especially when someone questions your place on the team
Or if there is even a chance of you being in danger
She will watch over you in the kitchen
Especially if you use a knife
Lots of dates
When you have the time
Night walks in the park
Trying random street food together
Target practice competitions
Visiting bookstores and cafés
Yelena once buys you a fantasy novel because she noticed you staring at it too long
She pretends it’s not a big deal
“Do not get emotional,” She warns, “It is just book”
You hug her anyway
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Platonic;
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K-Pop Demon Hunters;
Baby Saja -
You met Baby when the Saja Boys were barely holding their chaotic schedules together
Long before they became the polished idols the public knows
The first time Baby saw you, you were standing backstage with a clipboard, a headset slightly crooked, and a coffee that had definitely gone cold hours ago
Baby tilted his head, studying you, “Are you… The new manager?”
You looked up from your schedule, “Yes. And judging by the fact you’re all late to choreography practice, I already have trust issues”
Baby huffed as if he didn’t care
Over time, you became the only manager who didn’t treat them like celebrities
Instead, you treated them like ridiculously talented idiots who needed someone to keep them from too much trouble
Baby especially grew close to you because you never seemed intimidated by him or irritated by him
He did his best to just ignore you or not pay attention
And no matter what he did, you kept your head held high and didn’t let his aloof, sly, distant, and deadpan behavior
If anything, you gave it right back
You kept him on his toes
You kept them all on their toes
“You’re supposed to be the cute one, Baby,” You said casually, adjusting his sweater, “Try to loosen up a bit on your turns”
Your friendship with Baby quickly becomes one of those effortless bonds
Well, as effortless as you can get with Baby
He was still Baby
But definitely he tolerated you more
You’re the one he gravitates toward during breaks from practice and tours
He starts calling you “boss” in a teasing, sarcastic tone
Sometimes he’ll stretch out dramatically across the couch in the studio lounge
“Boss, I requite snacks”
“You have legs, go get something to eat”
“Ugh”
You’re the one that keeps him grounded
You sometimes bring Baby snacks when you go out to convenience stores
Eventually, he ends up coming with you
When the group returns, Baby would looks at you
“Boss”
“Ugh” You say quickly
“I didn’t even say anything yet”
You sigh deeply, “You don’t have to, B”
“Convenience store?”
“… Get your shoes”
Baby always buys too many snacks
He likes trying new and strange candies with you
Baby has a habit of stealing your pens
You don’t know why he does that
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Marvel;
Darcy Lewis -
You met Darcy when you were both ten years old
After she moved into your neighborhood
You were riding your bike down the street when you met her
You almost ran into her
And that somehow started your friendship
She still likes to bring up how you almost ran her over
Your childhood with Darcy is filled with weird experiments, comics, and ate-night conspiracy discussions
You started your own cat shelter agency, where you’d just go out and wander the neighborhood looking for stray cats to feed and bride to come live with you or her
Life slowly pulled you in different directions after high school
Darcy went off to college and eventually ended up meeting Jane
You stayed in your own career path
Years passed with only the occasional social media interaction or Facebook or Instagram
Then one day, you met again
At a small café
You recognized Darcy instantly
Same glasses
Same hair
Same grin
Same beanie she had in high school
She sees you and immediately throws her arms around you
You spend hours catching up
Darcy tells the story of Thor with dramatic flair
“And then I tased him”
“You tased a god, Darcy, you’re insane”
“I stand by my decisions”
Reconnecting with Darcy feels like no time passed at all
The two of you slip back into your old rhythm
Minus the kidnapping of stray neighborhood cats
She drags you into late-night diners where you both rant about your interests while eating burgers and fries
You often visit her when you have the time
And you see her place is tidy, but in a cute messy way
Pappers neatly scattered
Half-assembled gadgets
Darcy has a habit of rambling when excited
You can keep up with her
“We should have a road trip”
“A road trip?”
“Yes, to Mexico, or somewhere else fun and exciting. Maybe we could go to California, I heard there is this museum-”
She loves bring you random souvenirs from work
She likes bringing you rocks
Lots of sci-fi fantasy movie marathons
Hunger Games and Percy Jackson reading marathons too
Darcy correcting the inaccuracies
(Mostly in movies)
Long night walks where she tells you more about Thor