ಇ. crying lightning - thanos
"your pastimes, consisted of the strange, and twisted and deranged. "
thanos x female reader ! ❀
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Your life isn't all glamorous. Mornings kickstart with steaming mugs of coffee; scrawled orders on flimsy receipts, an infinite buzz of café chatter fills the air. You wipe down counters, take orders with a polite smile, and try not to spill oat milk on your apron during the rush hour. It's not where you want to be forever, but for now, it pays the bills as you chase something more-pursuing your music.
You aren't famous. Not yet, at least. They don't play your songs on the radio; your name isn't trending on social media, yet you write about things that matter: heartbreak, growing pains, the messy in-between bits of life, love, and loss. Your sound is raw and emotional, the kind of pop that has folks screaming lyrics in their cars at night. For now, though, it's acquiesce: some flimsy idea up there, somewhere, between your bedroom and the tiny gigs you play on weekends.
And then he walks in.
Choi Su-bong also known as Thanos-the next big underground rap scene voice. The name that everyone has been whispering about. A star on the rise, complete with sharp lyrics and a sharper reputation on the brink of attaining mega-stardom. Everyone in the café is sneaking glances at him and whispering behind their cups, phones discreetly angled to capture the moment. You take in how they are responding to him-how their eyes bore into him-but you don't know who he is.
To you, he's just another customer standing in line.
No gasps, no double takes, no fan-induced frenzy. Just a guy ordering a drink; so you scribble down his order, punch it in the register, and that's that.
Maybe that's what makes him notice you.
Because in a world where everyone knows his name, you're the first person who doesn't.
And somehow, that changes everything.
