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crusty-chronicles · 10 months ago

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Stubborn

Synopsis: In which our two favorite demons tend to and scold Reader for being careless during a fight. Separate drabbles btw

Kurama 🦊🦊🦊

The first thought that crosses his mind is one of anger. How dare that feeble demon even think to put it's hands on you. The next is that there's blood. So much blood seeping from the wound on your side. The decision of what to do is made without hesitation. He wasted no time rushing to your side. Lifting up your shirt slightly to heal the wound.

The others would take care of the fleeing demon. For now, his top priority was you. Making sure you'd be okay. But apparently that wasn't how you saw it. Pushing his hands away with the little strength you had.

“I'm fine. Don't worry about me. You should go after that thing with the others,” you tried to sway.

As if your life wasn't more important.

Like he didn't cherish you more than anything.

His gaze hardened, maneuvering you on your back to get a proper look at your wound. Summoning his spirit energy in his palm and pressing it firmly against your side.

“You'd think of me so callous as to abandon my injured lover?” He questioned.

His accusation temporarily shocking you.

“No but-” ‘you shouldn't be wasting your time with me.’ you wanted to say. But you were cut off before you could finish.

“Then there's nothing more to discuss. When I'm finished, we'll go right back home. Yusuke and Kuwabara are more than capable of handling this by themselves.”

You once again shifted around, trying to get him to stop. The case came first. It should've come first. Not you. You were hurt, but wouldn't die from it. It was pointless wasting energy on something you could manage with on your own. Kurama shouldn't be focusing on you when there was still an important mission at hand.

He gave you a glare and that was all it took to have you stilling.

“Why must you insist on being difficult? Don't you know that I'll choose you every time? I'll always choose you over any fight, any mission, any person. No matter what, it's always you, so sit still and let me heal you.”

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Hiei ⚔️⚔️⚔️

Impulsive, impulsive, impulsive.

He sees red the second your body hits the floor and you struggle to get up. A dark crimson trailing down your forehead.

Damn whoever hurt you, and damn anybody who dared get in his way.

He quickly slays the one responsible for your injury. Not even giving them enough time to process what's happening before it's over. When that's taken care of, he makes his way over to you. Shooing the group of your friends away so he can inspect your injuries himself. Despite the protests from a certain troublesome reaper.

“Let me see.” It's more of an order than a request.

But instead of complying, you turn your head and try to stand. Trying your best not to make a big deal out of nothing. Only for Hiei to shove you back down.

“I'm okay. It's just a scratch.” You brushed off, but he wasn't convinced in the slightest. Moving to wipe off the blood from your forehead.

You grabbed his wrist and stopped him.

“Don't. It doesn't hurt, so leave it. And anyways, you shouldn't have killed that guy. He needed to be brought in for questioning.”

Your words only further irritating the three eyed demon.

It seems you didn't quite understand the importance you held in his life.

He would have slayed thousands for even looking at you wrong. And here you were defending some cretin who'd committed an offense that was deserving of a fate worse than death. Sometimes he hated that human heart of yours.

“Shut up. You don't get to run your mouth after being so foolish.” He scolded. Moving to heal your injury with his spirit energy. He didn't do it often, but you were always a special case. You were special.

Yet you continued to try and avoid his help.

“I'm fine!”

“Argue any further and I'll put you to sleep myself. You think I care about some low life over you? You must have a concussion if you believe that.”

Then his next words were softer. For your ears only.

“Your life takes priority over anyone and everything, got that? You're mine, and any creature that dares lay a finger on you will have to deal with that consequence.”

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#yu yu hakusho x reader #hiei yu yu hakusho #hiei x reader #yyh hiei #hiei jaganshi #kurama x reader #yoko kurama #kurama yu yu hakusho #shuichi minamino #x reader #drabble

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trippinsorrows · 7 days ago

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I know Roman will be strict with boys but what would make me cackle is if Lina or Leya got a boyfriend that’s just as big and as bad as him 😂😂😂 like imagine them going to prom and Roman has to look up to him/ or be at eye level because of his height and he’d get a pang in his chest because him and the guy have the same/similar muscle mass. Baby he’d be too stunned and jealous to speak 😂😭

wait, cause i'm screaming at this!!! 😂😂😂😂

but also, i'm wondering why the hell these boys so damn big in high school?!?! like, roman is a big ass man. emphasis on man. but, let both their dates be the same height as him, you're right, he would be fussing away to solana.

"what the fuck are they feeding these kids? they look fucking 25."

solana rolls her eyes, continuing to massage her husband's scalp as he lays in her lap, vehemently venting about his introduction to the girls dates.

their boyfriends, technically. but, she and the girls haven't quite worked out a way to break that news to her husband without his blood pressure shooting through the roof.

or the boys going missing.

"i developed early, too, roman. it happens." it happened to both their girls too, but she refuses to bring up those days. roman's overprotectiveness was times ten when the twins hit puberty. "and they're very nice."

"i don't give a fuck if they're nice or not. they're not good enough for my girls."

"roman, no one is good enough for them, leave it to you." solana leans over and kisses his forehead, advising, "they really like them, baby. please try to be nice."

"yeah, i'll be nice alright," he grumbles. solana rolls her eyes. he's about as mature as their younger kids sometimes. "i want to see their birth certificates." his eyes suddenly alight with an idea she knows she's not going to like. "i should go over there."

solana's eyes widen ever so slightly. yup. definitely not an idea she likes. "roman, you are not going to go over there."

"why not?" he sits up, looking at her like he doesn't know why that would such a bad idea. "anything can happen."

"because you remember the last time you showed up to their dance to check on them? you broke that poor boy's jaw!"

roman shrugs, indifferent. "he was too weak for my leya anyway."

solana sighs, heavily. she'd almost rather be entertaining their other four kids all at the same time than try to reason with her stubborn ass husband. "they'll be fine, roman. they have their security, and don't act like i don't know you don't have jimmy and jey sitting in the parking lot as backup."

roman looks away, neither confirming nor denying.

"and--"

the sound of something breaking pulls them from the conversation at hand followed by hushed, nervous, rushed conversation.

"what did you do?!"

"it wasn't me! it was kai!"

"no, it wasn't! it was koa!"

"no way!"

"i'm telling daddy!"

"snitch!"

"mommy! daddy!" aroha's soft voice is upped several octaves as she calls for her parents. "the twins are being mean to me!"

"nu uh!"

"uh huh!"

roman sighs. heavily. solana only smiles, seeing the frustration already growing. "i think we have more important things to worry about tonight than our teenagers."

roman scoffs, standing up and reaching his hand out to pull solana up from the sofa. "i wish you would even think to tell me you want another baby." she giggles, holding onto his arm as they head off to do damage control. "all these damn kids."

#ari answers #ltye ask #ltye short

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whysojiminimnida · 1 year ago

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Remember When I Said Taehyung Might Not Be As Gay As We Thought?

Don't judge a man by his milfy wardrobe, he looks goooood.

It was... awhile ago. Maybe as far back as 2021 although I do not feel like link-searching it. It's in the archives if I didn't kill it.

Granted, there was a lot going on, then. There's still a lot going on and until now I had no desire to ever - EVER - return to this hellsite. Because Taekookers are fucking weird, yo. And some of y'all got a lil bit up in my shit too as I (fuzzily) recall. Which: it's whatever. I'm extremely unsocial, don't even answer my own DMs. And it's not personal, so I get it. I don't need or want to defend myself, but I will protect people I care about. With my absence, if necessary.

OT: I also totally kicked the big C while I've been out so that was nice. Yoongi the cat is pleased that his noms will continue uninterrupted. I will be in wigs for at least another year. It's all good. Oh LOOK at what we have here. Don't come at me for publishing this, I will explain.

I got it from actual media days ago, okay, and also: there was no expectation of real privacy. Keep reading. Or don't, I'm not telling you what to do.

ANYWAY. I had to come back, mainly to say TAENNIE IS REAL I TOLD Y'ALL IDK WHY NOBODY EVER BELIEVES ME BUT HERE WE ARE. I'm gloating. Honestly, it's so rude, I'd apologize if I cared. But I am rude and snorfling into my cheerios about this. Tae just made me so damn happy, is all.

LET THE MAN BE BI OR HETEROFLEXIBLE OR EVEN STRAIGHT IDC. Jennie clearly makes him happy. Look at his "I'm going to Paris to see my girlfriend" face!

And in that very specific jewelry look, no less. Foundrae. Again. Still. Hm.

Here's what I can tell you based on my limited third hand no sources no receipts this is probably utter bullshit usual disclaimer: It's a soft open, kids. This whole "oopsie we just so happened to get caught taking a lil walk in public with our managers in tow during which date at least one of us signed several autographs, what a surprise" is in fact a soft open for what will likely be a public confirmation PRETTY DAMN SOON. It might happen before I get this thing published, actually, depending on when I get it up. If it's before May 22 at noon my time, no idea. If after, well. Guess we'll see. Jennie's supposed to show up at the screening of HBO's The Idol that day, screening at the Grand Lumiere at 10:30 CEST. One wonders if she will arrive alone, or bring a plus one. It's a big ask, and if he does it they're probably getting married, that's how big a deal it would be. So I'm not holding my breath, but.

This seems like a reasonable prospect for a plus-one viewing. Might not be the only one but... Jennie's IN IT so.

I'M NOT SAYING THIS IS GONNA HAPPEN. I think it would be a fucking POWER move if it did, but I also do not necessarily expect that it will. It COULD. It... MIGHT. It might not. Either way they're a thing, I'm telling you. They are, have been, a thing. For awhile. And it is apparently quite serious - like up to and including talk of engagement serious.

Remember when a bunch of folk thought that one gummy bear dude was going to jail for "hacking" Jennie's phone only there's been no actual movement on any "investigation"? Yeah. Trickle truthing, they call it. Give 'em a little bit, let them deny it and yell and chew on it for awhile before you give 'em a little more. But c'mon, nobody's wearing half the love-themed couple pieces at Foundrae for no damn reason.

Seriously they got the whole collection almost and both have been seen wearing them almost exclusively. For a year.See airport pic above.

Look, I don't have inside info on Taehyung. I do not. I ain't hang with his friends and I don't know him personally. Never met the guy. But I know a PR move when I see one and this is exactly that.

We all know how toxic stan culture can be. Some ToadlicKKers (and a few of us house elves) are certifiably bonkers, if stan twitter is anything to go by. And the guys, the company, they expect a whole meltdown. They know this is not gonna make half their fans happy. I mean the tkkers have a point in that it looks like they wanted to be seen. BECAUSE IT'S A SOFT OPEN. What Taejen/Taennie/Jenhyung and the companies also know is that based on historic shipper behavior, this is gonna come back on Jimin, Jungkook, maybe Rose' and Lisa. And by extension, the other members. Maybe not as much due to their respective distance, but still. I bet by the time I finish this it will have already started.

Oh look there it is. Fuck those bitches, really.

Good LORDT. I'm not adding the audio, if y'all are that hungry for psycho hose beast Jimin hate hie thee to stan twt.

But, totally off-topic kinda...

... wouldn't it be cool if Jennie, who speaks great English, was hanging out with Troye Sivan and was like "so you know my boyfriend tells me that his bffs..." I'M JUST SAYING NETWORKING IS COOL AND FRIENDS OF FRIENDS GET THINGS DONE OKAY.

You know that girl has the scoop. If Tae knows it, she knows it. Oh heeeeyyy Troye.

Also OT: I love that Taekook have been hanging out a little more lately. It's refreshing. I genuinely think having Jennie in his life has been good for Tae in several ways. And you know, I'm kinda surprised Taennie has lasted this long. I didn't honestly think they would. It warms my decrepit, sad old heart a bit. Turns out I have a lot more to say so IDK IDK, if I feel okay about it I might be back. Right now I'm just waiting for the official Taennie nod and the continued total meltdown.

#oh shit here we go again #taennie #stan twt #cannes #taehyung #kim taehyung #jennie #meanwhile the jeon parks continue unabated but that's another thing #tae in paris #random troye sivan #cannes 2023 #yoongi the cat not the man #why the hell am i even here

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lucysarah-c · 2 months ago

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~ Holy Ground ch. 3: Girl at home ~

Summary:

"Alright, get comfortable because this is going to be a long, crappy tale. Join me as we travel down memory lane, back when Erwin wasn't yet a commander, when Mike and Nanaba couldn't keep their hands off each other, when Hange was… well, Hange. And Levi? Well, Levi was a twenty-four-year-old man who didn't give a damn about the rules. Are you ready?"

Warnings: This story contains age gaps, time period misogyny and mentions of homophobia, strong and offensive language, underage sex, alcohol, smoking, implied/referenced of drug use. This is a very slow burn so everyhthing takes a while to happen. Explicit sex content. Virginity, loss of virginity, cheating, mentions of cheating, pregnancy but no by the main character, consensual sex, consensual underage sex, underage kissing.

Pairing: Levi x Reader x Erwin. Levi x Reader are end game. (this is not eruri). This story takes place after ACWNR but BEFORE season 1

-> Masterlist to all the chapters! <-

I observe the expressions on the faces of each of the kids here with me. Sasha and Connie appear quite bored, Jean and Armin seem skeptical, and Eren is in a heated argument with Mikasa about the cold weather and the need for him to wear a sweater or something. "Am I boring you guys? Is this not what you had in mind?" I wonder, trying to understand why my story isn't having the impact I expected. I receive mixed responses. Jean and Armin seem more engaged, but the rest... Well, they seem to be lost in their own world. "Did the captain treat you like that?" Armin asks, visibly dismayed. "What? You don't believe me? You can always go and ask Levi about the truth of the matter," I say, attempting a smirk to appear cool, but then I realize what I've just said. "Actually, no. Please don't go and ask Levi about it." "Why not? Are you lying?" Sasha asks with a mischievous smile. "No, I'm actually telling the truth, but the problem is that Levi hates sharing his personal life. So, for the sake of all of us, we should keep this as a secret," I explain, hoping to persuade them, and thankfully, it seems to work. If he found out I've been talking about him to his squad, it would pretty much seal the deal on our breakup. "If it's true that you two used to hate each other so much, how did you start dating?" Jean asks, resting his face on his hand. "Jean, a relationship isn't just a matter of saying 'hello, how are you? Do you want to get laid?' There's a process," I explain while rolling my eyes. It's amazing how at that age, we think that love is some magical thing that happens suddenly and lasts forever. But in reality, it's much more complicated and terrifying. It's a painful process that can end well, or poorly, or sometimes it takes a long time to reach a resolution. I can't help but wish that my case isn't the last one as I touch my bandages. 'Is this what you wanted?' I reflect, suddenly feeling exhausted. I could do better than this, I know it. Running away like a frightened child. I shouldn't be here on this watch post. I should be talking to him, reminiscing while he holds me in his strong arms after a night of passion. Not here, not with them, not like this, no-- "Speaking of getting laid," Connie interrupts my train of thought. "When do we get to the spicy part?" Suddenly, everyone is excited again. They all look at me with curious glances and a slight blush on their young cheeks. They can't seriously expect me to chat about my sex life with their Captain, right? "Don't tell me you think I'm going to spill the beans about what happens in my bedroom?" I speak my mind, trying to confirm my suspicions. However, their silence and blushing faces confirm their disappointment. Except for Mikasa, who somehow reminds me of Levi. "Let's make a deal. When we get to that part, we'll see what I'll share with you. The problem is, we're not there yet, and we'll never get there if you keep interrupting me," I say, and they nod, waiting for me to continue. I take a sip from one of the bottles on the table. I wish I could hide my disgusted expression as they laugh at my reaction. Damn teenagers and their cheap alcohol. Where was I? Ah, yes, the first morning of training with my not-boyfriend back then…

For those who may not know or haven't noticed yet, I'm originally from Sheena's Wall. I spent my entire life there before joining the military. Not just any district, mind you, but right in the heart of the capital city. It's truly an extraordinary place to call home. Now, the story of how a privileged girl like myself ended up in the Scouts is a tale for another time. My distinctive capital accent always seemed to give me away, and I'm willing to bet that Levi knew where I was from even before I uttered a word that night. It wasn't exactly a secret.

Perhaps it was my wardrobe, the variety of shirts and dresses I wore on our days off, or my hair clips and perfume that gave away my origins. This little fact about me may have made my initial coexistence with Levi quite challenging. While he was struggling to survive on unclean water, I was comfortably sleeping in a king-size bed surrounded by teddy bears and feather-filled cushions, with my maid preparing breakfast for me.

As usual, I woke up in my small, uncomfortable cadet bed, with my hair scattered all over the pillow. Mornings have never been my strong suit, to say the least. I stretched and prepared for the day ahead. During my morning routine in our shared room, I noticed two things. Firstly, Nanaba was not there, meaning she must have spent the night in Mike's room.

‘Lucky her, having a superior boyfriend. They get those beautiful rooms all to themselves, ’ I thought as I brushed my hair.

Secondly, I realized I needed to hurry because my training was about to start. Breakfast was served between 6 and 7 am for recruits, and somehow, I always managed to arrive ten minutes earlier and grab a cup of tea. I did a crown braid to keep half of it out of the way, washed my face, applied some moisturizer, and chose a shirt to wear for the day.

Once I was ready, I headed to the mess hall. Some might argue that I put too much effort into my appearance, but I could easily justify it. You see, one thing I learned during my time living in the capital city is that how people perceive you determines how they treat you.

With a smile on my face, I greeted and waved to everyone I passed along the way. This may have been another aspect of my personality that Levi couldn't tolerate back then. I entered the gates and scanned the room, searching for that particular short, black-haired man. To my disappointment, he wasn't there.

Glancing at my watch, I thought to myself, ‘ It's 6:45. Maybe he's not a morning person.’ I shrugged, thinking I might find him later to tackle our chores as a duo. I grabbed a tray of food and joined Petra and a few other girls, including Nifa.

“I adore the shirt that you are wearing today!” Nifa complimented me, a sweet girl who shared my interest in fashion.

“It would look lovely on you. The deep navy blue would make your gorgeous honey eyes shine even more” I added, smiling at her. Nifa and I used to go downtown together from time to time.

Usually, there wasn't much effort put into our outfits on duty days. I typically stuck to basic-colored shirts like white, shades of gray, and black. Occasionally, I'd opt for a black and white or navy blue and white horizontal striped long-sleeve shirt to add a touch of drama. However, that day, I had chosen a simple white shirt with a deep navy blue hem and buttons. I had always liked how blue complemented the color of the Wings of Freedom. Even the lace of the small braid of my hair was in the same shade, matching always.

The majority of the others usually wear the first thing they find in the morning, regardless of its cleanliness or condition. In contrast, I take pride in my appearance, treating the corridors as my personal runway as I carry the tea for my squad leader.

"Hey Petra, since you seem to know so much about Mr. Grumpy, have you seen him?" I asked, not that I wanted to share breakfast with him, but I needed to make sure someone had spotted him at least.

My paranoia grew as Petra shook her head in response. "I hope he didn't oversleep on the first day," I mused. Little did I know that words like "oversleep" or even "sleep" were missing from Levi's vocabulary. I tried to enjoy the remainder of my breakfast, keeping my attention fixed on the door. But mealtime came to an end, and that little troublemaker was nowhere to be seen.

"Hey Gerald, have you seen Levi?" I inquired of one of my male comrades, thinking that a fellow cadet might have better insight.

"Who?" was his simple reply.

"Levi, the short guy from the underground?" The future Captain was nowhere near as popular as he is now, primarily because he hardly spoke to anyone.

"I have no freaking idea where that bastard is," the brunette answered, then added, "But maybe you should ask Will. I think they share rooms in the barracks."

I thanked him for the information, left my tray behind, and embarked on my search for my missing partner.

"Didn't Erwin tell him that we have morning chores to attend to? Where the hell is he?" I muttered while scanning the surroundings. I checked every nook and cranny, searching every corner and corridor for Levi or William. I even peered through the windows, hoping to catch a glimpse of him. Just as I was about to turn the corner, I spotted Will. He was mopping the corridors with another recruit, and I greeted them both with a smile.

"Hey Will, good morning," I greeted the tall black-haired boy. "Mind if I ask if you've seen Levi?"

"O-oh, hey! Good morning," Will saluted me back, a faint blush coloring his cheeks. He was such a sweet boy. "MH, I usually don't see him in the mornings. He's already gone by the time I wake up."

"What a pity," I sighed loudly, disappointment evident on my rosy lips.

"Maybe you should check the shower room in the male barracks. That guy definitely takes too many showers," the helpful cadet suggested without a second thought.

I thanked him and continued my investigation. It was already half past eight when I finished checking the common areas, and Levi was nowhere to be found. I didn't particularly want to venture into the male barracks, not only because it was prohibited for women but also because it was incredibly uncomfortable. But did I have any other choice?

"Y/N! There you are, the little lady of the Scouts," I recognized that distinctive voice anywhere. Hange was calling out to me from behind.

"Squad leader Hange, good morning!" I turned around, stood at attention, and saluted. Hange may be a bit peculiar, or rather, eccentric, as they prefer to be called, but they were still a squad leader.

"Oh, drop the formalities, sugar cube. We're good friends, no need to be so strict," the brunette said with a broad smile, as they always did. Extrovertly placing an arm around my shoulder as they pushed me closer to speak. "Anyways, shouldn't you be with Levi?"

‘Speak of the devil,’ I thought. Of course, I should have been with him if he could be found anywhere. However, Hange was the only one who managed to have conversations with Levi, or at least tried to. Perhaps they had some tips for dealing with Mr. Grumpy.

"Well, I should be, sir. But I can't find him. Have you seen him yet?" I inquired, trying to sound as unbothered as possible.

"So weird, I saw Levi picking up his orders this morning. He must be somewhere," Hange raised their hand to stroke their chin while contemplating. "But if I were you, I wouldn't keep him waiting. He doesn't appreciate being made to wait."

‘He doesn't appreciate anything, if you ask me,’ recalling Nanaba's words. If he had already received his orders, then he must have known that we were supposed to do this together. I bid farewell to Hange and continued on my way.

If the female barracks were typically untidy, I couldn't even begin to describe the state of the male ones. With resignation, I knocked on the door of the shower room, and a partially dressed guy opened it. He had a towel wrapped around his waist and his bare chest exposed. I tried to avert my gaze as my cheeks grew warm. The male recruit leaned against the doorframe and examined me intently.

"Well?" he asked gruffly.

"O-oh, y-yes," my stammered response betrayed my embarrassment. "I'm looking for Levi." He turned around and called out loudly.

"Hey Levi, there's a good-looking girl asking for you here!"

I didn't know what was more humiliating—the fact that I was referred to as "a good-looking girl" or the insinuation that there was something going on between Levi and me. I could hear the laughter from the men inside the room.

No one replied, just silence. I didn't dare to peek inside to see the recruits' expressions, but I could sense that they, too, were awaiting a response.

"Well, it seems like that shorty isn't here. But if you're looking for a good time, I'm at your service, m'lady," he attempted to sound sophisticated, making a reference to my status. I rolled my eyes at his failed attempt.

"No, thank you," I retorted, slamming the door in his face and walking away.

‘Not in the mess hall, not in the common areas, not in the showers. Where the hell is he? It's already 9 am! We've wasted almost the entire morning.’ My mind raced with thoughts. Letting out a frustrated sigh, I approached one of the cadets walking by and asked for the location of Levi's room.

"Last room on the right," he had mentioned. I repeated it in my mind to avoid forgetting. If only I had known how many times I would sneak into that room for activities far from training.

Once again, I knocked and waited for someone to answer, but this time it was different. Another recruit answered the door, and as soon as I caught a glimpse inside the shared bedroom, I saw him sitting on his bed, engrossed in a book. I didn't wait for an invitation; I walked straight toward him.

"Excuse me? Can you explain what you're doing here?" I questioned, my tone laced with anger. I was far from being in a good mood.

However, my attempt to sound imposing failed miserably as Levi raised his gaze from his book to meet me. Nervously, I swallowed, feeling as if Levi's deep, piercing gray eyes were cutting through my soul.

"What the 'ell are you doin' 'ere?" Levi's deep voice echoed through the room, causing everyone to turn and see what was happening.

‘Think quickly, don't let him get to you,’ I reminded myself, preparing for the confrontation.

"I wouldn't be here if you had been in the mess hall like everyone else, starting their chores," I retorted, refusing to back down from the conversation.

"Huh? What did ya just blurt out?" Levi closed his book and rose from his bed. He walked towards me, clearly attempting to intimidate. The problem was that even a few inches taller, he appeared incredibly powerful.

"That's nonsense! You heard me! You should have been there!" I insisted.

“Lis'n up, ya posh little brat. I was bang on time; it's you, ya lazy scumbag, who never showed up.” Levi shot back.

"I was there before seven o'clock. On the other hand, you were missing," I argued.

“I ain't your damn servant. I stuck around 'til quarter past six. Next fuckin’ time, get your ass there earlier,” Levi retorted.

"Who cares what time I arrived at the mess hall! You should have waited for me. We wasted so much time!" I exclaimed.

"You're a right pain in the ass, innit?I done my bit, now piss off from my fuckin’ room. This is the last time you show your face 'ere,"

"This is supposed to be teamwork, Levi. You can't just go out and do 'your part.' Besides, what exactly is 'your part'?" I challenged.

“I ain't gonna sort out your crap life for ya. Go and take a look’s at what I've already fuckin' done 'cause I did wake up on time. Maybe if you didn't waste so much time tryna flaunt, you wouldn't 'ave missed me.” Levi hit back.

His words stung, but there was no way I would let him dictate how I should spend my time. "Well, at least I can show off. You can go out and buy the most expensive shitty clothes and still look like a filthy rat from a trash heap," I retorted.

My remark seemed to genuinely offend him, as he grabbed the collar of my shirt and lifted me up. I closed my eyes, expecting him to strike me.

"What the hell is going on here? Women aren't allowed, and I thought I made that perfectly clear! Levi, put that damn girl down, and Y/N, leave immediately before I report this to your superior," a commanding voice interrupted Levi's actions.

The other cadets who had been watching quickly stood up and saluted the superior. Once I was back on the ground, I hastily made my way out, not wanting to draw any further attention to myself.

Needless to say, I completed the rest of the work alone that morning. I didn't dare to approach Levi again, mainly because I wanted to keep my head attached to my body. The truth was, Levi had indeed done a significant portion of the work, but the question remained: When did he do it? I hadn't spotted a single strand of his dark hair on campus that morning. As I fed the horses, Will's words echoed in my mind, raising yet another question: "When the hell does that demon wake up if he manages to finish all the chores?"

After completing my duties, I headed to the mess hall for lunch. My mind was preoccupied with how to make this team function smoothly. "I was a bit harsh with him. I let him get under my skin," I reproached myself, reflecting on the events of the morning. "There's no use crying over spilled milk. We still have the afternoon training to make things right. If anyone can make this work, it's me. Don't let him affect you." This pep talk boosted my confidence and allowed me to approach the rest of the day with more optimism.

However, maintaining my positive outlook became nearly impossible when I entered the mess hall and felt everyone's eyes on me. As usual, I picked up my tray and joined my friends.

"Why is everyone staring at me?" I asked once I sat down and tasted the first spoonful of the flavorless soup they served.

"Well, well, well, look who we have here. They say there's a fine line between love and hate, but I never expected you to cross that line on the very first morning you were paired with that jerk," Nanaba teased, clearly enjoying herself. Meanwhile, Petra seemed quite upset with me.

I struggled to express my surprise, my bewildered face revealing my emotions. The spoonful of food I had scooped up fell back into the dish as I tried to gather my thoughts.

"Excuse me?" I managed to utter.

"Come on, don't act so surprised! You know better than anyone that rumors spread like wildfire here," the tall blonde girl explained matter-of-factly. She noticed that I was still lost in the conversation and added, "Everyone is talking about how you went to meet him in his room and how your faces were just inches apart before a superior interrupted."

I closed my eyes, trying to process this nonsense. Resting my head on my left hand, my hair obscured my face. It always amazed me how information could be distorted in just a matter of hours.

"That's not even close to what happened. He was nowhere to be found, so I went looking for him, and it turned into an argument in his room," I summarized the events.

"How could you do that to Petra? You knew how much she likes him," Nanaba remarked, clearly mocking me as she took a sip of her water.

But the real issue was that Petra actually appeared upset. She was sitting right in front of me, on the other side of the table. I reached out my right hand and placed it on her arm. "Petra, I would never do something like stealing someone's boyfriend or crush. So, you don't have to worry about me. In fact, when I get the chance, I'll find out what he thinks of you."

That seemed to ease her mind. I remember her smile, her innocent golden eyes filled with admiration for me. I know there's no excuse for what I did, but at that moment, my words were sincere. I never intended to come between them; it just happened. If only I had known then what I know now.

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tragicclownwrites · 4 months ago

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Why the ending of "Sponge-Cano!" was great SquidBob fodder

Hello! I'm back with an analysis post as I came across something recently and wanted to share some thoughts.

I'm likely late to the game here, but I saw an old post in which the author (a fellow SquidBobber) was upset by the ending of "Sponge-Cano!" and I just have to say... huh!?

Were we watching the same episode? 🤨

Needless to say, I was thoroughly perplexed by this reaction because I personally read into it much differently. Then again, I am a clown.

Therefore - in the spirit of friendly fandom discourse - I wanted to provide another perspective on this episode. Absolutely no shade to the OP either - people are allowed to have differing opinions, after all.

If you're with me, let's clown around below the cut!

The lie that started it all

Before we dive in any further, let's take a look at the scene that started this whole conversation.

Essentially, after Squidward's heartfelt confession to SpongeBob, while he's hanging on for dear life over a boiling volcano...

Squidward: "Please SpongeBob, I didn't mean any of that! I do appreciate your friendship. I am grateful. I'm… I'm… I'm grateful for the life I'm living! Who knows how long I'll have it? I learned that from you, remember?"

He says this after being rescued by his true love SpongeBob:

Squidward: "You know SpongeBob, in light of everything that just happened... I lied to you. I am not grateful for anything! I mean look at me. I don't even have a roof to sleep under, anymore!"

Now, this is the moment that had the OP so heated about this episode. After everything he said, after SpongeBob saved his life, he just... lied?

Weeeell, not exactly.

The truth always reveals itself

Now, for my hot take... I don't think Squidward was lying at all when he said he was grateful for SpongeBob.

Before you immediately decide that I've completely out-clowned myself this time, just hear me out!

There are a few reasons Squidward may have reacted the way he did in the aftermath of the volcano debacle.

He's Squidward

Our man's just lost his whole fucking house for the billionth time

The reality of what he just said is slowly catching up with him

He's Squidward

Unlike his more chipper counterpart, the guy doesn't exactly wear his heart on his sleeve and has been shown to struggle with vulnerability and admitting failure. I mean, he can barely manage to apologize for his less savory actions without choking and sputtering like a fool!

However, when his life was on the line in this scene, he was vulnerable in more ways than one. Physically, he was quite literally dangling over an active volcano - you can't get more vulnerable than that! Emotionally, he bore his soul to SpongeBob because he thought he was going to die and wouldn't have another chance to say any of that again. Keep in mind, he truly believed he wouldn't live to see SpongeBob ever again.

I've mentioned this in my Reigisa x SquidBob masterpost, but there have been several other instances where - particularly, in a dire situation - Squidward will openly admit that he has always liked/cared for SpongeBob. And similarly, he's also tried to take it back or act like he didn't mean it when everything turns out okay or if other people aside from SpongeBob hear his confession.

So, as much as he "hates" SpongeBob and can't stand him, when it really counts, the truth always reveals itself.

Is it possible that he was just trying to play at SpongeBob's heartstrings to save his own ass? Perhaps.

But then, he accepts his fate. He loses his grip, giving everyone a tearful farewell. That is, until his little yellow angel comes to his rescue.

SpongeBob: "Squidward, I always knew you felt that way. Aw, buddy. Thanks for finally opening up to us."

⬆️Just look at the pure love in his eyes! (*Patrick voice*: LOOK AT IT!) The sappy sponge was even prepared to sacrifice himself for him. 🥺

While there was absolutely no way SpongeBob would actually let Squidward perish - promises be damned - it wasn't until Squidward poured his heart out, putting his true feelings towards SpongeBob out in the open, that he was saved from certain death.

You know how they say, "the truth will set you free"? No kidding!

As for why SpongeBob was completely fine with Squidward's lie after the fact (another point of contention for OP), well... he loves him. Period. And I think, despite his emotional constipation and frequent annoyance with the sponge in question, it's pretty clear Squidward loves him, too.

Therefore, SpongeBob wasn't upset by Squidward's outburst here because, as naïve as he may be, I don't think that fact is lost on him either.

In conclusion...

I think it's safe to say that "Sponge-Cano!" was a pretty great episode to add to the ever-growing SquidBob pile.

And if you thought the scene I talked about above was the last of it, ohohoho~ 🤭😏

You. Just. Wait.

At the very end of the episode, after Squidward loses his home and complains that he no longer has "a roof to sleep under anymore," SpongeBob does what SpongeBob does best: he offers to help him out.

Even after Squidward's selfish actions in "Can You Spare a Dime?" (which had some great fodder as well, such as *ahem* Squidward making SpongeBob wear a sexy maid outfit), SpongeBob still lets him stay at his house for an indefinite amount of time. Continuity? I don't know her.

To which, this gets even better.

Squidward doesn't refuse and find somewhere else to crash. After all, wasn't SpongeBob the reason he was miserable enough to be sacrificed in the first place? Why would he subject himself to even more SpongeBob, if that were the case?

At SpongeBob's house, he doesn't sleep on the couch or in a spare room. He doesn't even take SpongeBob's bed for himself while SpongeBob sleeps elsewhere - just like he did in "Can You Spare a Dime?"

NO.

The two of them share SpongeBob's bed. As in, they sleep in the same bed together.

Are these two fucking serious!?

They totally cuddled. Maybe even kissed.

All that to say, as much as Squidward whines and gripes about how much SpongeBob makes him miserable, it's clear to see that - even in the face of life-threatening adversity - SpongeBob's presence in his life is the key to his happiness. In this case, the key to his survival as well.

Now, if only our favorite grumpy octopus would take that spongey key, embracing him fully, to unlock that door... 🌈

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indecenthoney · 2 months ago

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As Sweet as She Tastes

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"You know... I never really understood why he had flashback when he ate the rat's pepperoni thing... What the fuck do you mean it's not pepperoni? You know... Ratatouille's dish? The thing he made... His name is not Ratatouille... Remy? Hey! Chill chill... I was watching I promise... Hahaha... But damn... You're telling me a shrimp, fried this rice? Hahaha... Okay okay, I'll stop... So what? You want another gummy? Or..."

It's been some time since me and friend hung out. Luckily, our schedules matched up giving us a couple of days to spend as we please. What better way to catch up and have than to get high and binge Disney movies? I've always been quite a lightweight. I could never seem to focus but every other sense was always heightened. It was a fun little experience. Sometimes I think about this day a lot. And what would've happened if I acted on my urges a little more.

"Hm... Good movie... Mm... Maybe 8/10... Well it's my opinion now, isn't it? C'mon, let's go take a little breather outside... We can watch another movie when we come back... By the way, did you make sure to hide my spare house key? You really gotta start telling me when you let yourself in here... You're always giving me heart attacks... Ugh fuck.. Alright, let's go... I need to stretch my legs ... I don't know how you girls do it sometimes... but I can't sit in place all day... Oh yeah? Stop being lazy... I will literally carry you outside if I have to... H-hey let go... Dude... Seriously... I'mma trip... Ow fuck... I told you... You okay?"

I'm not one for cliches but as fate would have it, I ended up tripping over her. Landing on top of her. Gazing into each other's eyes; completely silent. At that moment, I panicked and tried to pay attention to something other than the look she gave me. As I mentioned, every sense of mine was heightened while high. She smelled of strawberries. Lips coated in strawberry lip balm. Even her personality was as sweet as a strawberry. Despite treating her like one of the guys, she was still a lady. And within an instant, her arms coiled around my neck pulling me in for a kiss. That moment of awkwardness must have felt like an eternity to her. There was a sense of desperation as her lips interlocked with mine trying to seek some sort of reciprocation. My mind was all too hazy to process all of this and I pulled back.

"I... uhm... S-sorry I was... H-hey wait... Where are you going? We should... talk about this..."

Without a word, she rushed out the door with a pained look on her face. I felt deep regret and wondered where it would have gone if I had just been a little more greedy. A little more honest with what I wanted. My mind sometimes wanders back to that day every time I smell strawberries fills my head. Nothing really happened after that day, we never spoke of it either. She had acted like she always has with me. A jovial entity that let nothing ruin her day. Even if we did spend a lot of time together, it felt like I never really knew the real her. Always putting on that brave face; putting people first.

"Sorry? Did you say something? I was kind of blanking out... No, I am not high... I just had some things on my mind... What did you want to talk about? Yeah, dude... You can tell me anything... If it's bugging you then we should talk about it... Oh? Good news... That's good! What's up? You... got a boyfriend? Wait wait wait... since when? You didn't tell me you were talking to anybody... I... well... yeah... You don't exactly tell me everything... but... What? No, I am happy for you... Are things going to change between us? You know like... are we going to hang out less?"

She reassured me that nothing was going to change. I was relieved at the moment, but I started seeing less and less of her. Maybe, this was my punishment. Weeks and months went by without a word from her. I really was glad that she was happy. But I missed her. I thought it was high time to finally move on. See new people. Try new things. Forgive and forget. Or that was the plan. Until one random day, she called.

"Y-yo? It's been a while... No no no... No need to apologize I know you have things to do and you have your own life... How's uhm... the boyfriend? T-that's good... That's good... So what's up? You wanted to tell me something? You're what? No way... You're getting married? Isn't this a little too soon? I... no... I'm happy for you... Y-yeah I'll be there, of course... Are you going to have like a bachelorette party? Oh? My house... Just the two of us? S-sure... Consider it a wedding gift... I'll plan everything... It'll just be like old times... Yes yes, I'll grab your favorite snacks... Mhm... Yeah... I have class until 6 and should be home by 7... Mhm... See you then!"

I really am a disgusting person. I should be happy for her, right? That's what a best friend should feel, but why do I feel so lost? This felt more than just some hangout, it felt as if it'd be the last time I'd ever really see her. And that made me sad. I went about my day; dreading our hangout. I wasn't sure what to say. Or how to act. All I knew was I had to greet her with a smile and survive the night. I could feel myself slowly getting anxious as time went by. I knew I had to face her eventually. The tension increased as my class was cut short leaving me with no choice but to start heading home. I couldn't think straight and before I knew it I was at my front door. It was open. She must've let herself in again.

"Hey... I'm home... I got the snacks... That's weird... She usually rushes over to see me... Where is she? Hm... Probably watching TV... Hey are you-..."

No words escaped my lips. What I saw left me in complete shock. There she was. Touching herself with such desperation. Like she's never known the feeling of pleasure till now. To make things worse, her clothes were scattered all over my floor. Wearing nothing but my jacket which was too oversized for her. Her huffing and sniffing the remnants of my dirty clothing. A little goblin that felt as if she'd struck gold. This was so wrong. But she wasn't in the right either. She was getting married. Why? Unless. Something switched inside of me.

"Sorry... Am I interrupting something? Hey... Don't stop now... You were just getting started, yeah? Well, this is my room after all... Well, classes ended early today and I thought I would get some rest before we hung out... By the way, you have a really bad habit of walking in here... Tell me... Is this what you always do when I'm gone? What would your fiance think if I showed him this video? Of course, I took a video... How could I not? Dude... I'm not kidding... Sure... I can delete it... But I can always show him the mess you made on the bed while wearing my jacket... Hey... Woah there... and where do you think you're going... You think this is all a prank because we're friends but... What you did was a bit scandalous, don't you think? What do I care? No no no... You walked away... and you never gave me the chance to talk about it... And yes I didn't kiss you back then... and I regret it... But we're here now and nothing is going to change that... If you leave now... I really will show your little boyfriend how pretty you are fingering yourself on my bed... What do I want? Oh c'mon... You're a sick pervert, right? I'm sure you have a few ideas to shut me up..."

My cock stiffened. Not because she was on her knees. But because the same sweet scent hit me once again. It reminded me of that night. Her desperation. She left me wanting more. In a way, you could say I was addicted. But then again, I would be lying if I said seeing my best friend take the full length of my cock down her throat had no effect on me. In different circumstances, I would have wanted her to do this. Looking up at me with such love. But right now, she looked at me with such disdain. I couldn't help but push my cock down even deeper as punishment. Watching the little furrow in her brow fade away as her eyes roll back in pleasure. Hearing the quick schlicking of her cunt as she fingers herself silly in such a moment.

"What's with that look, huh? Do you really think you're in a position to show me attitude, sweetheart? I own you now... The sooner you learn that the better... Me? Disgusting? I'm not the one sniffing my best friend's clothes... Aw c'mon, don't be mad... You know you love me... Let's make up for lost time... It's okay... Don't be shy... I don't bite... Here... Lemme help you with that... That's it... That's a good girl... All the way to the back of your throat... Right right... As much as you pretend to hate this... Even now... you're still rubbing yourself stupid... Aren't ashamed of yourself? You really are fucking pervert... Does it feel good? Hm? Taking another man's cock in your mouth? Cheating like the filthy whore you are... While he's at home... smiling like an idiot... wondering how lucky he was to land a girl like you..."

I wanted to see a side of her that no one else did. She was loved by all. Something about this raging slut pumping my cock into her mouth with relent brought me euphoria. It was something only I could see. Did she not feel guilty? No. How could I blame her? Interrupting her like that. She must've been so close to a release. I bet she can barely think with how roughly she's fucking herself. I couldn't help but grab her hands. Forcing her to stop. Keeping her eager. Needy for more.

"And what do you think you're doing? I didn't give you permission to cum... But? But what? You're close? And you think I care? Bad... Bad girl... So needy... Does it hurt? Hm? Me stepping on you filthy cunt? Oh? Was that a fucking moan? Did you really get turned on by that? You really are sick... Aw, what's wrong? You wanna get off, don't you? I'm giving you my shoe... Be thankful... Go on... Hump it... That's it... Rub into my shoe... What a fucking slut... grinding and humping as you please... This is so embarrassing for you, isn't it..? A literal bitch in heat... Gonna cum? Yeah? Yeah? And stop... What? You really think I was going to let you cum on my shoe? I'm not a monster... Shhhh you'll get your release..."

Picking her up from the floor; guiding her onto my lap as I lay against the headboard. Instructing her to sit on my lap as her bare pussy pressed my cock. Quickly I grabbed her hips holding them in place to prevent any movement. Only the constant throb of my cock hitting her needy pussy. Leaving her a whimpery mess; mindless I pulled her by the chin giving her a kiss. Soon after her actions reflected mine. Sloppy wet yet gentle kisses; one after the other. Her hips gradually moving in anticipation. Not caring for the consequences to come.

"Needy little brat, aren't you? What? You don't care anymore as long as you get off? Tell me... You missing my kissing? Too dumb to think, huh..."

My mind flooded with her scent as we kissed. My cock reaching the peak of its hardness as her tongue coils mine. It was just like that night. She smelled of strawberries. Desperation. Her lips tasted as sweet as she was at that moment. If only stayed, I would have been the man marrying her. Those thoughts sent me into a spiral. I became greedy. Kissing her with a more intense rhythm. Licking and sucking her tongue. Plunging myself deeper into her moaning mouth. My fingers slowly creeping toward her ass; gently massaging her hole. Her body jerked up in surprise. I continue my assault to keep her busy as I loosened her ass with my middle finger. The tension slowly increasing as she knew my intent. Making the process easier by sliding my finger in her already wet pussy. And once again working on her rear. Her moans turned breathy leaning her head onto my shoulder as I play with her ass.

"Shhh... Shhh... It's okay... You're doing so good for me... Mhm... It's going to hurt a little, but I'll go slow... That's it... Relax... Such a good girl... Look at that... Taking it so well... Does it feel good? Yeah? Can you take another finger? If it hurts too much... You can bite down, alright? There we go... s-slowly... I'm right here, sweetie... It's okay just breathe... Why don't you lay down for me okay?"

Pulling her ass up into the air as I continually pump my fingers into her slutty hole. Spitting and slapping it. Biding my time. Prepping her for my swollen cock. Unholy sounds emanating from my bedroom. It gave me a certain high. Watching her give herself up for me. Rewarding her patience by running my thumb across her clit; sending shockwaves of pleasure I assault both her princess parts. When it was time, I pulled her over placing her onto my lap.

"You know what to do, princess... It's okay take your time... Slowly lower yourself for me... Fuck me... You're so tight... Almost there... Mhm... I won't move I promise... There's no need to cry... I know it hurts... It's over now... As I promised, I'll let you cum... There we go... Does that feel good? Hm? Me rubbing your clit like that?"

Passing the time by making her cum. A literal wave of pleasure soon flooding my lap staining me and my sheets. A smirk painted across my face as she jerked and twitched on my lap. I couldn't quite tell whether she was covering her face due to embarrassment or taking another whiff of my jacket. I wondered.

"Enjoying yourself? Here... Take it... It's my underwear from today... What? You like my scent, don't you? Here... Don't be shy... You look goofy as fuck with my underwear on your face... I'm sorry I'm sorry... Wait... Are you... actually enjoying this? You are, aren't you? I didn't think you could get any wetter but my scent does the trick, huh? God, you're disgusting..."

Pushing her down into the bed; grabbing my underwear to shove into her mouth. After all, we wouldn't want the neighbors hearing her scream as I fuck her ass. Tears ran down her face as I rammed into her. Her spirit slowly breaking with each thrust. I was nearing my climax until I slipped out. You wouldn't believe the little slut pulling her ass pussy apart to invite me in once again. Fucking relentlessly into the ass I trained. My personal anal slut. My mind went feral seeing my cum leak out of her. I used her over and over and over. Making sure to send a little wedding gift home to her boyfriend.

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After the incident, she never really talked to me or called me. I guess it's a good thing. If she we ever in my vicinity, the scent of strawberries would probably get hard again. It's troubling enough trying to hide that in public. On my way home, thoughts of her lingered in my head. I was surprised to see her waiting outside my house. She looked a bit antsy or well, scared, as if she's seen a ghost.

"You... okay? Woah woah... It's okay... It's just me... What's up? Can you take a deep breath? I'm not going to fuck in the middle of the streets... What do you want? Your fiance... wants to have a gathering? And he invited me? What a nice guy... I'm starting to feel a little bad... Okay okay, that joke was in poor taste... You know what? You tell him... I'll even host it... Tomorrow... 6 PM to whatever time he wants... You guys can even crash at my place for the night... Alright... See you then..."

I kind of regret saying I'll host everything, but it'll be worth it in the end. I greeted our close friends and even met a couple of new people. By the time it was about to start, there they were the soon-to-married couple. It brought an ick to my stomach. But even then, I played the role of the host. Tending to people's needs. Even if I was busy, my eyes would always find its way back to her. Slowly one after the other people started leaving the party as the clock reached midnight. The fiance was already 8 drinks in and knocking down shot after shot. Luckily enough, I could handle my own when it comes to drinking. It pissed me off seeing him get mad at her for ruining his buzz. I held the temptation of cracking my mug over his head. She sat quietly as the two of us drank. His consciousness slowly fading away. I was tipsy, but not enough to knock me out.

"He's kind of lightweight, don't you think? Okay, I may have given him a drink or two... but I didn't make him guzzle it down... So... You gonna babysit him all night or do you wanna make out in my room?

She was reluctant. But trailed behind me as I gently guided her hand. As soon as the doors closed, I pulled her into me and leaned in for a kiss. This was what I was looking for. There was no hate or doubt. She wanted this as much as me. A kiss as sweet as she was. Not caring for her fiance or for the consequences of getting caught. Just appreciating each other's existence. She falls to her knees; kissing the tip whilst maintaining eye contact. The tip of my cock gently pressed against her lips. Guiding it slowly into her. Watching it disappear from sight. A perfect little mouth pussy to fuck to my heart's content. She quickly got up placing herself comfortably on my bed. Bring her ass up to the air as she's done before. Wriggling it and teasing me as she spreads her pussy apart. A devious little girl. To my surprise, she came prepared. Plugged and wet. Waiting for my cock. And who am I to keep a lady waiting?

"Oh? Well, look at you... Fuck me... Wet already? What? Don't tell me you were waiting for something like this to happen... Such a bad girl... Moaning already... It's just a couple of fingers... Whimper and cry all you want... But you've been dying for me to use this hole, huh? That's why you went ahead and plugged yourself? How sly... Alright... For your wedding gift, I'll fill you to the brim, yeah? Aw, what's wrong? That's just the tip, sweetheart... Any louder you'll wake your hubby up... Unless... that's what you want... You know what? That's a good idea... Why don't we show hubby how much of a fun time we're having without him, yeah?"

Carrying her off to the couch where we first left the husband. Still knocked out cold from the drinks. Moans filling the room. Wet and desperate as she hops carelessly on my cock. Moving her hips in a way that's only meant for her husband. An unholy communion of lustful souls. Load after load. Fucking it deeper and deeper into her without a care. She slowly loses her vigor; resting her poor head on my shoulder. Addicted to my scent. Her hips not giving in just yet for a couple more pleasurable strokes. A few shared kisses. The taste of strawberries lingers on my lips.

A grumble and a mumble as the fiance wakes up from his drunken nap. We've already cleaned up long before he was awake. She probed worryingly about his condition only to be met with a nasty reply. Lifting him by his collar I met his attitude with a punch to the face. I'm not one for violence, but if this was her way of treating her I'd gladly steal her away.

"If you ever hurt her... I'll make sure to cut your hands and legs off... Is that understood? Get the fuck outta here..."

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The wedding never did happen. I was a bit of a home wrecker but anything to keep her safe. I haven't seen her much since then. It's just been school and work. As I entered my house, I found hands coiled around my neck pulling me into a kiss. She still has a habit of sneaking into my house.

Did I mention I didn't see her much? Woops. I just meant she went to deal with the remnants of her ruined engagement. But I've never seen her happier hogging all my jackets. I could happily tell you, that I can freely enjoy the taste of strawberries whenever I please from now on.

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With love and lust,

Honey

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fangirlstorycreator · 10 months ago

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CK Terry Silver X Reader

Context: First you were enemies....but now he was about to be your lover...😏 Part 1??

You were so confused when you got a call from your cousin Johnny, especially when he asked you to come down and visit him in LA, you hadn't spoken to him in a long time. But when you guys did see eachother after a long time, it was like being around a brother, he was a funny and very simple guy, and he did make you laugh. He didn't say why he wanted you to come and visit him, just that it was an emergency. You booked some time from your work and made your way down to LA to see Johnny, you were booked up in a really nice hotel during your stay so you felt nice and comfortable, for some reason you could never sleep properly in someone elses house. After you got your things unpacked, you left the hotel and made your way to a coffee shop that Johnny told you about, it wasn't that far thankfully. You entered the coffee shop and see Johnny sat next to someone who looked a little familiar, but you couldn't quite put your finger on it. "Y/N!" Johnny shouted as be ran over to you, pulling you in for an enthusiastic hug. "Hey Johnny! It's great to see you too" "I'm so glad you came, we really need your help" "We?" He smiled and lead you over to the table, and that's when you recognise who is sat there. "Oh my god, Daniel Larusso!" "Hey Y/N, it's good to see you" He smiled and stood up to give you a hug too before you all took a seat at this little coffee table by the window. "Wow Daniel, it's been so long since I last saw you. What on earth is the reason your hanging out with this loser?" "Screw you Y/N, I ain't no loser!" "Maybe when you can win a karate fight against me, then I can call you something else. It's not my fault you can't take me" "Yeh yeh your so funny Y/N" You and Johnny shared a look and laughed, you guys were always playful together. "So Daniel, why are you hanging out with Johnny? The last time I saw you both together you were in that tournament" "Me and Johnny have had our differences and issues yes, but we've put that behind us and we are working together to keep miyagi do a float" "Oh I remember miyagi do, it was always a lovely environment there. So you've both taken it over?" "Yes, its had its ups and downs, but were trying" "That's great to hear. So? Why did you ask me to come down hear Johnny? What's going on that you need help with?" Johnny and Daniel share a concerned look, and Johnny looks back at you with a serious expression.

"Y/N, do you remember a guy called sensei John Kreese?" "Do I? He was an #sshole who acted like a psycho. Is he still around?" "Hey was...but it seems that he wasn't the one we had to worry about" "What do you mean?" "You see, Kreese brought back cobra kai when Daniel opened Miyagi do, and lots of sh#t happened that we don't really have time to explain. Let's just say, sh#t hit the fan! Anyway, Kreese needed help after his first attempt at reopening cobra kai didn't work, and that's where HE came into the picture" "I'm sorry, HE?" "Daniel sat up a little to face you. "Johnny is talking about a guy called Terry Silver, this guy made Kreese look like a picture of serenity, and Kreese is a god damn psychopath! He trained me years ago, and he tried to turn me into something I wasn't, he even trained me to a point where he made my knuckles bleed" "Oh my god that sounds awful! So this Terry guy came back and made everything worse for you guys?" Johnny nods "He did, he's planning on making cobra kai dojo's all over the valley, and we entered a tournament recently and we lost the chance to run miyagi do. His main dojo isnt far from hear, and he is running the place with a new sensei, and she is dangerous" "But I still don't know why you asked me down hear" "I invited you down hear to see if you could help us in our fight against Terry Silver. I've been in a fight with him myself, and f#ck me that old b#stard can kick! He's the strongest around and noone can take him down. That's why I invited you back Y/N....your the only one who can take him down" "What? Why do you think that?" "Y/N, you've trained your entire life to be the sensei you are today, and strangely, both you and Silver have trained and mastered the same karate style and had the same master. But you have way more experience that he does, he has only mastered that fighting skill, and he's dangerous. But YOU! You've mastered that style, plus you've mastered tae kwan do, capoeira, krav maga, kang soo do AND bojutsu! You even know weaponry! That's f#cking awesome! And Terry would shiver at the thought of you" "Daniel? What are your thoughts on this?" "We had discussed having a plan B for incase something was to go wrong and we needed help, even after we asked Chozen for help, he managed to figure out that we were trying to play him. But now, we have to think about the safety of our families, and that's where you as our plan B comes in. Your the only one strong enough and clever enough to face him, and you have the intellect to put him in his place if he tries to manipulate us"

"Daniel's right, I've never known anyone who can stop you physically or intellectually Y/N. I mean you can be a right pain in the ass! But your still our best hope at helping us. So the question is, will you help us?" "Before I give you an answer, I need more details about this Terry guy" "What do you want to know?" "Well firstly, Daniel you said that he taught you when you were younger, so he must be much older than us?" Johnny smirks and says "That ancient piece of sh#t has got to be in his late fifties maybe early sixties" "So quite a bit older then" "Don't let that fool you Y/N, he managed to kick my ass once when me, him and Kreese saw eachother in the old dojo. He may be old, but f#ck me he can kick!" "So he's very strong then? I like a challenge. So what exactly would I be doing?" Daniel takes a sip of his coffee then says "Its mostly for protection Y/N, he has threatened to hurt my family and has already tried with Johnny's. There is this charity event for some bonsai tree's tomorow, and unfortunately I've been told it's being held at Terry's home. All I would need you to do is come with me and Amanda, and if Terry tries any manipulation tactics, I would just ask for your support, to show him that he can't do anything when your around. Make him feel scared for once" "I can absolutely do that for you Daniel, from the way you've described him, I already know how he might behave. He's showing the rest of the world how (nice) he is while you guys see the real him, I know how to go about men like that. What time do you need me ready tomorow?" "Oh thank you so much Y/N, it's at 1.30. You can catch a lift with me and Amanda if you like?" "That's a kind offer Daniel, but I'm going to make my own way up there, I have an idea how I can play this, I'll just need the address"

The next day, you take a taxi up to the address you were given, prepared for anything that might happen there. You wore this beautiful mixed coloured dress that really accentuated your body shape, but little did everyone else know, this dress was hiding something amongst itself that only you knew about...something that would warn this Terry Silver, not to mess with you.

You are lead through this very neat and tidy modern house, full of greys and silvers for decorations. Whoever this Terry was, certainly liked his style in a certain way. You followed many people who walked through the house to all meet by this enormous outside pool, were there were chairs already set up and little areas to get yourself a drink or a snack. "Y/N, your finally hear" Daniel said as he came and greeted you. "Hi Daniel, am I late?" "No not at all, I was just worried you had changed your mind about this while thing that's all" "No need to worry about that Daniel, I'm still more than happy to help you and your family" A lady had called out to everyone to take their seats, as everyone does, you sit beside Amanda, Daniel's wife as Daniel stands up at the front to talk to everyone. They start the bidding, and many people make lovely offers, you were planning on making an offer too, but you were just waiting for the right moment. The highest it had got to was $5000, and just before the lady accepted, a voice from a few seats behind you said "$30.000 dollars" Everyone was shocked at that price, and when you turned around to see who it was, you see this very handsome and quite sophisticated looking older gentleman. He wore a beautifully tailored suit, he had his silver hair in a neat and tidy pony tail, a smug look on his face, and the money to go with it? This had to be Terry Silver, and little did he know, you still hadn't placed a bit yet...

"$30.000 from Mr-" "$45.000 dollars" You proudly say as you raise your card, everyone gasps in amazement, and it appears that you had cought Terry's attention too. "Sold! To the young lady in the 3rd row!" They clap for you as you stand up to speak at the front with Daniel, one of the ones clapping is Terry, with an amused smirk on his face, you definitely intrigued him. Daniel shakes your hand "Thank you very much miss L/N for your generous donation for all these bonsai trees" "Oh it's my pleasure Mr Larusso, I adore bonsai trees and I'm excited to be caring for these ones just like I have with many others I've had over the years" Everyone claps again before the auction stops and you, Daniel and the lady running it go somewhere private to take care of the money. About half an hour later, you and Daniel are back and meet up with Amanda who is enjoying a drink, you and Daniel have one too. A lady calls Amanda over to her so she politely leaves you both to say hello, so now it's just you and Daniel. "I can't believe you spent that much on those bonsai trees, plus, you went 15 grand over Terry's bid! I wasn't expecting that" "So that WAS Terry? I thought as much. Plus what I said about the bonsai trees was true, I've had many over the years. Charity will always have a helping hand from me" Daniel's face suddenly changed from happy to concern, and you were about to find out why.

"Good afternoon Daniel, it's a pleasure as always to see you again" "Terry...." "How are you enjoying my home?" "It's a house, I'm not that impressed" "That's what you say....oh how rude of me, I still haven't introduced myself to this lovely young lady hear" Terry says with a charming smile, holding his hand out to you. You smile back and give him your hand, to which he gives you a kiss on the back of it. "My name is Terry Silver"

"It's nice to meet you, my name is Y/N L/N" "What a beautiful name, and I must say, I'm very glad you came to this auction today" Daniel looks wound up by this, he knows Terry is trying to manipulate you, but your one step ahead. "Oh really? And why would that be Mr Silver?" "Well, not only have I never met a woman more radiant as you, but you did something today that noone else has done....you've suprised me" "Have I indeed?" Terry chuckles, smirking at Daniel too. "You certainly have....would you care for me to show you around my home? I'm sure you would enjoy it" "Do you show all the ladies hear around your home Mr Silver?" "Oh no, just you Miss L/N....So?" "While that's a kind offer, I'm actualy in the middle of a conversation with Mr Larusso hear" "Ah yes, Daniel....I'm not sure your aware of this miss L/N, but Mr Larusso hear probably isn't someone you would like to associate with"

"Oh really?" You ask, acting in the way he'd expect you too. "Is there something about you I don't know Mr Larusso?" Daniel knows your acting, but he plays along with you. "I-" "Oh don't feel embarrassed to tell this lovely woman Daniel....you shouldn't feel too ashamed of your past. You see miss L/N, Daniel hear used to run a dojo, just like the one I run right now. But...I'm afraid Mr larusso's ego got the better of him, and he challenged me and the wonderful children in my dojo to a tournament. The poor children of miyagi do were pushed to the limit of what they could do, and they suffered for it. It's a shame Daniel wasn't the sensei they needed" Daniel's blood was boiling now, he wanted to hit Terry so much.

"So you see Miss L/N, I have this wonderful home and a dojo for the children who deserve a real sensei. To guide them and show them how to become the best of the best. I think you should choose your company more carefully...you don't want to befriend the wrong sort around hear" "Terry I swear-" "Oh ho ho! Sorry Daniel, did that strike a nerve? I apologises for bringing up your mistakes, I'm sure Miss L/N understands that not everyone is cut out to be a sensei" This was enough now, no more playing the unknowing lady, Terry was pushing his luck.

"I do believe your right Mr Silver, from what you have said about Daniel hear I do believe I need to be a better judge of character" Terry smiles and looks at Daniel with this manipulative little stare. "I suppose I should really spend more time with a man like you Mr Silver" "I couldn't agree more" "Yes....a man who thinks that he can con the world with his smooth words and intelligence" Daniel smiles, and Terry's face slowly drops from a happy smirk, to one of confusion. "I beg your pardon Miss L/N?" "Oh I am sorry, was I not being clear enough. Please allow me to make it clearer for you. Your a con man Mr Silver, a man who will go to any lengths to make sure his true persona is hidden from the rest of the world, because instead of people being impressed by the man you pretend to be, the real you would just bore the undying hell out of people. They would pity you, feel sorry for you, and not see the manipulative character you play when others are around you" Again Daniel smiles, he is loving every moment of this. "So your right, I should make sure I know who to not be around and accociate my time with, and you are the one that's definitely at the top of that list. I will not associate with a man who drives a poor young boy to the point of pain, shame and actualy bodily harm, just to help an old friend from the army days. Making a child's knuckles bleed is abusive and manipulative, every time you think of that I truly hope shame is etched in your mind. You lie and scheme your way though everything just so your can have things your way, so you can be in control. To the point where you threated and attack innocent people like Daniel hear, or Robbie Keen, or Johnny Lawrence! How does it feel knowing there is someone out there who sees through your lies? Through this facade?"

You ask with a smirk.....Terry is stunned at first, but it seems now he knows your not just some innocent person who's wondered into the wrong conversation. "Well well Miss L/N, I'm guessing there's more to you than meets the eye? Your not hear today by coincidence are you?"

"Oh! So you can use your brain then?" You ask in a sarcastic way, making Daniel snort a little. Terry chuckles and runs his hand over his chin, looking around to make sure noone is close or looking over. "I should have known you were hear helping Daniel, he's never been able to truly defend himself" "Defending himself is one thing....when he has to protect his family that's another thing entirely.....you really think it's wise to threaten Daniel's family?" "I can do what I wish, I'm looking out for the future of my dojo" "Never have I ever heard more b#llsh#t than I have from what your spewing out of that poisonous mouth of yours" That took Terry by suprise, he's not used to being spoken to like this at all. "I do like you miss L/N....so why don't you do yourself a favour and stay out of this little disagreement me and Danny boy hear have together" "Aww, that's not going to happen I'm afraid, nice try though, very threatening. I was almost scared then, oh wait? Your threats mean nothing to me" Terry smiles and takes a step closer to you and Daniel, staring at you with those pale blue sapphire eyes. "You have no idea what a sensei like me can do, sensei's have many capabilities"

"Do they? Oh dear, maybe I should be more careful around someone who can fight.....hahaha! I'm sorry I couldn't keep a straight face there" Terry has no idea why your laughing, so Daniel says "Terry, YOU have no idea what sensei's are capable of....sensei's like Y/N" Terry's face changes "Your a sensei?" "You seem suprised by that Mr Silver? I know this dress doesn't exactly look like a GI-" "What are you trained in then? A little tae kwando?" You smirk and fold your arms at him, and Daniel says "She HAS mastered tae kwando Terry" "I knew it-" "Ah ah ah, not just that though. I'm guessing your old master didn't mention any other students he's taught then? Oh yeh, my mistake, he taught Y/N AFTER you" "You?.....Your master was-" "Master Kim Sung-Yung?" You say in response. "Yes that's right, he was my master. Oh! Correction, my first master. You see, once I had been fully trained by Master Kim Sung-Yung, I moved onto other forms of martial arts, like Bojutsu for example, oh that's my favourite by far" Terry starts to look a little nervous now, though he's trying to hide it. "What else was there? Oh yes, I've also mastered capoeira, krav maga. My skills in Kand Su Do are just one of the many skills I have......so if I were you....Terry....I'd be very careful, and choose YOUR company more carefully"

Check. Terry hasn't won this round, but he was going to try one last tactic. "Your a very strong and clever woman Y/N, I can't deny that. But you can't win against me, I've made a reputation hear, all these people hear are stupid enough to believe me. And why wouldn't they? I'm the man who gives to the community, offers lessons to children who need it, a shining example to the community. All these idiots hear would never believe you if you tried to say anything about me, neither of you have any proof, and I'll continue to do as I wish....noone is going to stop me" You can't help but chuckle, Daniel looks worried, but you give him a trustworthy look. "I see Terry....it seems there's really no tricking you is there?" "That's right" "And noone would believe me if I told everyone hear what you really think of them, and how cunning you are" "Absolutely" "You've got me there....(clearing your throat) Oh, I just have one question Terry, do you like my dress?" He smirks and looks you all over, like your a masterpiece. "It looks stunning on you, like it was made to be worn by a goddesses" "Oh my, your so kind" Daniel has no idea what your up to, but you give him a sly wink. "I'm so glad you like it Terry, I like it too. The colours, the material....oh! And this little part right hear....can you see this?" You say pointing to a very well hidden little shiny bead right inbetween your cleavage on the dress. "This Terry, is my little camera. I hope you don't mind that I'm wearing it, it complimented the dress you see" Terry's face drops, he's been caught out. "After my discussion with Daniel the other day, and my cousin. I thought it was necessary to bring this little camera along with me, and you walked into my trap beautifully"

Daniel cant help but smile smugly, finaly having the upper hand over Terry Silver. "Why don't you consider this a warning Mr Silver....you don't go near Daniel and his family, you stay away from my cousin and his family, oh did I mention Johnny Lawrence was my cousin? And I don't take to kindly to people assaulting my family members. So? Are you going to be a good boy and do as your told? Because if you misbehave, I might just have to release this little video of you admitting what you are really like. What you think of all these people, what you do to make everything go your way, and of course your threatening behaviour towards innocent people" Terry stares at you in stunned silence, unable to think of anything to say to you, you have him in the palm of your hand and he didn't like it. "Daniel, shall we have another drink? I can see champagne over there" "That sounds great" Daniel says to you, you smile as you both walk away from Terry, but you rest your hand on Terry's arm just before walking away, and whisper to him. "You've been used to being top dog around hear Mr Silver, well now there's someone who will happily knock you down if needs to be. I'm an understanding woman Terry, and consider this whole situation, me being kind. Because if you do anything to hurt anyone else.....I might just take after your slogan.....and I will show YOU no mercy. Do have a good day, you have got a lovely home" And just like that, you walk away towards Daniel and Amanda to have a drink, leaving Terry by himself. He's fuming and hates that he wasn't able to manipulate you or wind up Daniel, you were a whole other challenge.....a challenge he was happy to except. He turned around to look over at you and Daniel, anger was there, but it was replaced with something else....a smile? But why?....

After everyone had left the charity event at Terry's house, you made your way back to Daniel and Amanda's home along with Johnny. Daniel was over the moon with how you handled Terry. "How in the hell did you manage to get a camera that small onto your dress Y/N?" "I have many talents Daniel, and if Terry pushes his luck, he'll find that out the hard way" Johnny smirks and runs his hand across his jaw line. "Am I the only one hear who wants to see that ancient piece of sh#t push his luck?" All three of you chuckle, before Daniel looks at you with sincere appreciation. "You know Y/N, I'm so thankful you agreed to help us with Terry, I think he's met his match with you. If today was anything to go buy, I'm really hoping he will stay away" "I hope so too, and if he doesn't....trust me when I say that I will bring Terry Silver to his knees...."

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To anyone reading this story, I wanted to post it and let you decide if you want more. There is more to the story which I'm happy to write, I just wanted to post this part and find out if anyone would like to read anymore of this story, and of course I would write a steamy part too as it's an enemies to lovers idea. Just let me know and I'll see what I can do, thank you 💚

#sensei targaryen #terry silver #cobra kai #terry silver x reader

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seonghwa10ve · 9 months ago

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𝕊𝕦𝕞𝕞𝕖𝕣 𝕃𝕠𝕧𝕖❤️

Pair: Suguru x reader

Content: fluff, angst (if you squint)

Warnings: it's a surprise

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✧Summary: Suguru decided to go on vacation with his best friends but what happens when you catch his eyes

"Guys! Let's take our luggage, I wanna see the house," Shoko yelled out, desperate to see the Beach House that they all booked for they're vacation.

It was really a hot but that just reminded Shoko that she should drag the boys to go for a swim later on.

"Relax, besides what are you being impatient for? There's no need to rush to see hot guys when you have one right here," Gojo told Shoko with his signature smirk which just made Suguru slap the back of his head.

"Ouch! that hurt you idiot!" Gojo glared, easing the spot that Suguru hit while carrying his suitcase in his other hand.

"Would you just stop and take your luggage with you to the house for fuck's sake instead of trying to act charming" Suguru frustratedly asked while pinching the bridge of his nose. "Oh I'm sorry you haven't gotten laid in a whi-" "Can the both of you just shut the fuck up and get your asses to the Beach House cause it's so damn hot!" Shoko who was quite annoyed exclaimed walking away while silently cursing about why she brought the two men with her.

When they reached the house they stared at it in awe. To be honest Shoko even forgot she was upset and immediately went to choose a room "I'm getting the second room!" She yelled from upstairs and the two males went up to choose theirs too.

It was 2pm when Shoko came to drag Suguru and Gojo to the beach and telling them that the heat was bad and it was better to go for a swim. "You two can go, I'll stay here," Suguru lazy told Shoko but she glared at him and if looks could kill, he would have been dead. "I'll go get the stuff and look sexy as always," Gojo said while standing up from the bed and walking to the room he chose. Shoko rolled her eyes at Gojo's words.

"Come on, give me one reason why you don't wanna come with us," Shoko was waiting for an answer, folding her arms while Suguru looked away trying to think of a way to change the topic. "Uh...... because..." "Because of what 'guru let's just go or else I'm burning all your weird ass books," Shoko threatened Suguru while she was walking away to her room.

Suguru sighed while he got up from the bed and went to prepare.

"Woah, this place beach is amazing," Shoko stared wide eyed looking at it. "Yeah yeah let's just go get some drinks, it's hot," Suguru said while looking grumpy. She was walking in front of the two when he bumped into someone."Oh my gosh, I'm so so sorry I-I didn't mean to spill my drink on you," You said looking a bit worried. Suguru was about to answer or insult the person who spelt a drink on him but his eyes immediately soften when he saw you.

Wow she's pretty

Suguru was still quiet and was still looking at you, his mouth a bit open still in shock about how pretty you looked. "No worries, it's alright besides it's just a drink I'm going to go swimming soon so there's no point in apologizing and it was my fault for not watching where I was going," he said while chuckling a bit and scratching the back of his neck.

Shoko and Gojo's mouths were agape. Since when did their best friend apologize to someone.

"No no no it's my fault, how can I repay you?" You asked while still taking small glances at his abs because he was built. "No don't worry it's alright," he said once more and both his two best friends left while rolling there eyes due to the both of you were trying to convince one another. "Okay fine.....since I know you won't let it slide, I'll think about it okay?"Suguru said while being defeated by you.

"Agreed, by the way may I know your name?" "I'm Suguru and you?" He asked while reaching his hand out for you " I'm Y/n," you answered his question while shaking his hand.

'Fuck, his hands are big and his fingers and long,' You thought to yourself as you stared at them. "Nice to meet you" you said smiling at him and he thought it was cute "Nice to meet you too" he said while licking his lips.

Part 2

A/N: So initially this was supposed to be a full fic but I guess I'll write this in parts. Anyways as always, hope you enjoyed and please support me ❤️💞

#jjk smut #suguru geto smut #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen smut #jujutsu kaisen #suguru smut #geto suguru

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iprefervillains · 3 months ago

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Alright, guys, I was thinking about the hangster break up, and my brain decided to remind me of the Ponds' divorce scene in Doctor Who. This is going to be quite long, but for the sake of really good angst with a happy ending, bear with me.

Now for the background info:

The Ponds, aka Amy and Rory, nearly got divorced because Amy found out that she couldn't have children after something happened earlier in the show. The whovians will know what I'm talking about. She then decided to kick Rory out without an explanation, but another crisis with the Doctor forced a confrontation. They were about to be transformed into robots, but having strong emotions or a certain device could stop the transformation. They had only one device, which led to the following scene that broke my heart and got stuck in my brain.

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If you can't watch it, which would be a shame because the scene is incredible, I put the script here:

Now imagine this as hangster. Instead of Maverick, Jake got picked as dagger one and took the missile meant for Bradley even though they had been broken up for years.

And instead of finding the F14 straight away, they first encountered a single seater. This leads to Jake telling Bradley to take the plane just like Rory told Amy to take the Device.

"Okay. Rooster, look at me. I'm going to be logical. Cold and logical, okay? For both of our sakes - for both of us - You are going to climb in the plane and fly back to the carrier."

"What? But then you will be here stuck alone. How is that better?"

"It's better because then you will have a chance to return to the carrier, and I can die happily from the wound in my side, knowing you've safely made it home."

"Sorry, what the fuck Jake?"

"Bradley, basic fact of our relationship is that I love you more than you ever loved me. Which, today, is good news because it might just save your life."

"How can you say that?"

"I asked you to marry me, I took a missile for you even after you tore my heart to shreds. Saying it 'cos it's true, and since you know it's true, climb in the plane."

[Cue Bradley pushing Jake, because I'm not a fan of slapping.]

"Don't you dare say that to me. Don't you ever dare!!"

"Bradley, you left me after I proposed to you!"

"You deserved a perfect partner. Someone who could tell you everything about themself and introduce you to their family. Someone ready to settle down and commit to the life you wanted for yourself. I couldn't even tell you about my dead parents or Mav. I couldn't even show or tell you how much I love you because I was so afraid that if I let myself properly have you, you'd be torn from me like every other person I ever loved."

"Bradley..."

"Don't you dare talk to me about proposing - because that is nothing Jake, nothing... compared to giving you up."

"Get in the damn plane, Bradshaw!"

"No, there has to be another way. We will either leave here together or not at all."

Then, they thankfully find the F14 and manage to fly back to the carrier.

Instead of the handshake scene:

"Did you mean it?"

"Jake, what?"

"When you said back then you couldn't show me how much you love me. Did you meant to use "love" instead of "loved"?"

"I-, it's-. ..."

"Please, just tell me yes or no?"

"Yes."

"And do you think you'd be able to properly let yourself have me now?"

"Yes."

"And if I would get down on my knee and ask you to marry me, would you stay and say yes this time?"

"Yes, Jake. Definitely!"

"Good!" [Tugging him down for a kiss (read: make out)]

"Just so we are on the same page. Was this a real proposal or more like you telling me that you will propose again in the future?"

"Considering that we still have some more talking to do, it was more a promise for the future."

"Ok, good. The wound on your side started bleeding again, and medical isn't really the place where I want to celebrate our engagement."

"Besides I don't have your engagement ring with me right now. It's still back in the barracks. "

"Hold on, you've kept it? All this time?"

"Yeah."

"God, you are incredible, Jake Seresin. I love you."

"I love you too, Bradley Bradshaw."

#hangster #jake hangman seresin #bradley rooster bradshaw #tgm #sereshaw #hangaroo #jake x bradley #should I tag amy x rory and doctor who too?#Youtube

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boozenboze · 2 years ago

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Take a Damn Shower

Daryl Dixon x Dom!Male reader

Summary:Convincing Daryl is quite the task when it comes to him showering.So when Carol almost ran out of ideas her mind was set upon the most hygienic person she knew.

Daryl was a stubborn man,sometimes he could be reasoned with and others he can’t.This is how we built up to our current situation.It’s been a while since Rick and the others arrived at Alexandria and Daryl has been refusing to take a shower.It was quite annoying since the male had picked up a sent.Whether it be from him going out hunting or from him killing walkers.It was becoming a serious issue since the male had begun to reek.

Carol had made several attempts in trying to make the redneck shower.She even went as far as to threatening to spray him with a hose.She did try it one but it failed(Daryl ran).She had attempted to sneak behind the male and pour water over his head which also failed(Again he ran).The situation began to seem helpless and Carol was close to giving up until she thought of a certain someone.M/n, one of the people had been with Ricks group since the prison.He was also the man that Daryl had been pining over.

Her attention went to the h/c haired male for a number of reasons,one being that no matter how dirty of a situation they’d be in he’d always seemed very clean plus he smelled nice.She knew because of the males hugs,there would always be a naturally sweet and musky scent lingering off him.It’s a very relaxing and comforting,plus whoever is lucky enough to hugging him would shove their face into the crook of his neck.He just smelled that damn good.Carol was now walking towards the h/c haired males house,where he was currently sharpening his knives.

"Hey M/n could I ask ya for a favor?"Carol asked,now standing in front of M/n/

"Yeah sure Carol whats up?"M/n asked with a smile adorning his features.

"You know the situation with Daryl?Well I need you to convince him to take a bath or even shower for goodness sake."Carol said as M/n furrowed his brows.

"What makes ya think i'd be able to convince em'?You know the mans stubborn so why bother?"M/n asked while Carol hummed.

"Well you know the man has a crush on ya' I'm surprised you ain't notice."She remarked as M/n's eyes widened slightly.Daryl (fucking)Dixon had crush on him.Thats seems pretty out of character for the redneck.

"How do I know your not just toyin' with me?Seriously the guy probably don't even like me."M/n responded not believing Carol

"It's true though have you seen the way he looks at you?The guy stares at you like a lovesick puppy how have you not noticed?"Carol asks while M/n rose his hands defensively.

"In all fairness, it looks like he's glaring at me most of the time."M/n said as he put his hands down to continue sharpening his knives and Carol let out a small chuckle.

"Still can you at lest try and convince him,His smell is getting worse everyday."Carol pleaded with him while M/n sighed and sttod up putting his knives in its holsters.

"I guess so,I'll see what I can do."M/n said while leaving the poarch as Carol watched him walk away.A smile adorned her features as she watched the h/c haired male slowly disappear.

M/n waved at Eugene who had opened the gate for him so he could take his leaveto find Daryl.The hunter mentioned earlier that he'd be going on a hunt which gave M/n an idea on where to go.In M/n's opinion it's quite easy to find Daryl since he tends to eave some of his arrows behind.He knew Daryl was nearby since he found a dead walker with an arrow in its skull.A low groaning sound could be heard from behind so he turned around and stabbed the Walker in the head.Another walker that was making no noises slowly approached before grabbing the h/c haired males shoulder.M/n jerked around and was about to stab it in the skull till an arrow went through it.He watched the walker drop to the ground and looked up and what do you,it's Daryl standing in all of his glory.

"You could've got bit pay attention."Daryl said while walkig ng in the direction M/n had came from.

"I'm guessing your heading back hm?"M/n asked as Daryl grunted in response.M/n was walking next to him and immediately picked up a stench that was coming from Daryl.

"Jeez man you reek,you need a bath or something god damn!'Daryl glanced at him before remarking.

"The hell I need a bath for I smell fine."Daryl claims as M/n looked at him as if he lost his damn mind.

"Daryl people have been talking about you, you seriously should shower or something man."There was a moment of silence before Daryl responded.

"I ain't tryna fit in with those people,don't go tell in’ me what to do.”Daryl said as they began to approach Alexandria’s walls.There was a moment of silence before M/n perked up.

“How about you shower with me?”M/n suggested, making Daryl stop in his tracks.

“What...?”

“I said you should shower with me,sorry if that’ll make you uncomfortable.”M/n said with an added apology.Daryl didn’t say anything nor did he decline the offer as M/n walked passed him.

It was late at night now and M/n was following his usual nightly routine. Cook,clean,bathe and sleep was the normal schedule that he created to stay a bit more organized during his time at Alexandria.He was sitting at the island counter eating some smoked pork gravy and rice for his meal.He went in for another bite until he heard a knock at his door.He glanced at the door then back at his food before sighing.He got up, went to the door, peeked through the glass, and saw the silhouette off Daryl standing there.M/n opened the door and looked down at the redneck who gave a small "hi" before walking past M/n.The h/c haired male closed the door and watched Daryl look around.He was currently staring at the painting that M/n had worked on a few days prior.

"I guess you thought about what I said eh?"M/n asked to only get a hum in response.Daryl put dow his crossbow on the counter as M/n placed his leftovers in the fridge.

"The bathroom is upstairs, you can shower up there."M/n said as Daryl stared at hm for a moment before ascending the stairs.M/n smiled slightly before cleaning up the mess he had made.

It had been 15 minutes since Daryl went upstairs and usually the sound of water hitting the tiles could be heard but currently that wasn't the case. Getting suspicious M/n walked upstairs and entered the bathroom only to see Daryl fully naked just standing in the shower with no water running.

"Daryl why aren't you showering?'M/n questioned as Daryl gave him a scowl.

"You said you were gon shower with me didn't you?"Daryl questioned with a hint of disappointment.M/n blushed slightly remembering what he had said earlier.

"Oh I-um yeah I remember."M/n stumbled over his words as he began to strip and Daryl didn't peel his eyes away.He watched M/n take his boxers and looked away when M/n's dick was exposed.M/n stepped into the shower moving the glass door to prevent water from escaping.Daryl turned the hot water on and the hunter hummed when the water hit his skin.M/n poured some shampoo into his hands before placing them on Daryl’s head.He begsn massaging the males scalp which pulled a satisfied hum out of him.

“To say you ain’t wanna take a bath you’re surly enjoying this eh’?”M/n asked in a teasing tone before Daryl responded.

“Shut up I’m here cause I wanna be alright.”Daryl remarked while s tiny of pink laid across his face.M/n removed his hands from the males head which made Daryl groan in annoyance.He began rinsing his hair and all the foam from the shampoo fell off of him.M/n had begun to clean himself and once Daryl had finished rinsing his hair he grabbed another towel that was on the railing inside the shower.M/n had finished showering already but was currently focused on the scars the hunter had on his back.He reached a hand out and began tracing one with his finger which caused Daryl to flinch.

“W-What are you doing?”Daryl whimpered as M/n hummed in amusement as he moved closer behind redneck and wrapped his arms around the males waist.

“Carol told me that you liked me is that true.”M/n murmured into his neck which made Daryl’s breath hitch.The feeling of worry was emitting from Daryl as he nodded his head,his hair sticking to his neck from it being soaked.M/n smiled before moving his hair out they way,and began peppering the hunters neck in kisses.Daryl squirmed under his touch as M/n reached his arm out to turn off the water.M/n moved one of his hands to grab Daryl’s cock that was beginning to harden.It twitched under the h/c haired males hold as he began circling the tip.He guided his finger along the heads slit which made Daryl let out a breathy moan.He began stroking it at a steady pace and Daryl started to buck his hips into the s/c skinned males hand.

“You enjoying this pretty boy?”M/n asked teasingly as Daryl scoffed feeling a knot form is his abdomen.

“Ah~Y-yeah,can I cum?”Daryl moans out a bit louder making M/n stroke his cock faster.

“Go ahead handsome.”M/n said which immediately made the hunter shoot his semen.His chest heaved as he tried to catch his breath and he placed his hands on the tiles.M/n placed his hands on the males hips and rubbed circles into them making Daryl hum.

“So are we dating now or what?”M/n asked as Daryl stood straight and leaned his head against M/n’s shoulder.

“I guess so.”Daryl responded as M/n kisses his neck before they both stepped out the shower.

That night was the most unclean and clean thing that could’ve happened

#dom!male reader #twd daryl #daryl dixon x male reader #gay #male y/n #lgbtq #twd x male reader #smut

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deafeningfanlight · 3 months ago

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TSAMS HEADCANONS AND NO ONE CAN STOP ME! >:D

Bro I watched all those TSAMS videos that i couldn't keep up with AND JUST WHAT THE F*CK IS HAPPENING??? Can't we have some rainbows and sunshine for like a second pls where everyone holds hands and sings My Little Pony songs?? 😭 WE WOULD HONOR WITH THIS SOLAR AS WELL LIKE THAT'S DOUBLE JACKPOT 😭 And I'm actually such a fan of angst but when I TELL U THAT I NEED SOME ✨POSITIVITY ✨, THEN IT'S NOT A GOOD SIGN 😭✋

Anyway enough of my adhd talk, LET'S GET INTO THIS WONDERFUL LIST OF HEADCANONS FOR FICTIONAL GAY CHARACTERS :D

-Eclipse is gay, acespike and a trans man [Our gay icon fr fr 💅]. He doesn't have ANY interest to pursue any relationship though cuz of his trust and abandomnent issues - And cuz he just doesn't care :P But he is kinda friends with Earth!

-Apropos Earth and Eclipse friendship, they sometimes go to the park and Eclipse helps Earth gathering berries from bushes for her cakes. He says that he finds it boring cuz he gotta be a tOugH gUy y'know, but he actually quite enjoys just having simple company!

-Earth is really good at baking and making sweets! :3 After she's done making all sorts of cakes, cupcakes and brownies, she spends it to homeless shelters so they can feed the homeless people, or gives it to her siblings!

-All Eclipses can speak French [It's kinda canon so sue me 🤣]. Either it's fluently or somewhat broken - Ruin can speak French only with a thick British accent, Eclipse can speak it better than Ruin but Dualingo would still end him cuz he misses his French lessons, and Solar can speak it perfectly! :D

-The Bloodmoon-Twins have difficulty distinguishing between reds, greens, browns and oranges. They also confuse different types of blue and purple hues because they can't 'see' the red color in them. So they have deuteranomaly and protanomaly, which are types of color blindness. [DAMN THAT WAS DIFFICULT TO EXPLAIN QWQ I felt like a teacher for a sec WHICH I DON'T WANNA FEEL CUZ IT'S SUMMER HOLIDAYS AND I WANNA FORGET SCHOOL QWQ]

-Moon has still a collection of pokemon plushies and MHA figures, and Lunar has pokemon cards! :D

BYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE :D

#sun and moon show #tsams #the sun and moon show #sams #tsams moon #tsams confession #tsams eclipse #tsams headcanons #tsams earth #tsams lunar #eclipse headcanons #earth headcanons #lunar headcanons #moon headcanons #HOLA :D

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vctrvn-ls · 1 year ago

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I love you too? |Kenny|

summary: you and Kenny get into a heated argument after which you try and take the first step to make peace

warnings: angst, language

wordcount: 1.35k

"What the fuck is this?!" You heard Kenny call out from the living room.

"What!?" You shouted back, not thinking much of it, continuing to cut the watermelon for the fruit salad you were making. A series of footsteps quickly revealed Kenny who was glued to his phone with furrowed eyebrows.

"What?" You take a piece of watermelon and put it in your mouth "What is it?" You chew.

Kenny walks up to you shoving his phone up close to your face. You squint trying to see the image in front of you. It was you from yesterdays shoot, kissing Filly on the cheek as he smiled into the camera. Your eyes widened as you looked up at Kenny "And?"

"You- Look- Ah fuck," he goes back to his phone for a second before showing it again "Look at the caption."

You saw it was Twitter. Already not a good sign. And as you predicted, your mouth fell open as you finished reading the sentence:

"Damn. That's what happens when Kenny's not on the one shoot."

You look back up at Kenny and raise an eyebrow "What the hell are you doing listening to dumbass Twitter-people?" You go back to cutting the fruits, seeing as this wasn't a thing to worry about.

"This isn't the only one. That's firstly. Secondly there's rumors now that we're broken up and thirdly what the hell are you doing going around kissing other guys when you have a boyfriend?"

You were in so much shock that you had to put down your knife and lean on the counter, processing what the fuck had just been said to you.

"Fuck. You." You simply state. "That's to begin with. Also what the fuck Kenny!? It wasn't guys it was one and it's fucking Filly, now please for Christ sake tell me you're pranking me right now because you are not going to stand here and pretend like you're bothered by this." You look at him, trying to read him and his emotions, although it was quite clear that he was in fact mad.

"Yeah well they don't know that it's just Filly. And just because it's Filly, gives you no right to get all up in his face."

"Kenny you need to take a break." You chuckle dryly turning back to the cutting board.

"No the hell I don't," he pushes your shoulder, turning you around to face him.

"It's a few comments Kenny, for fucks sake just leave it alone!"

"Oh yeah? You know what else started as 'a few comments'? Hm? Our secret relationship."

You roll your eyes "We were going to reveal it anyways right?"

"I don't care."

"Ok? What am I supposed to do?"

"Definitely don't do THAT!" He held up his phone with the photo.

You cover your face with the palms of your hands and groan, still stunned that this was actually happening "Kenny its fucking Filly! You look so dumb right now I wish you knew!"

"I KNOW I LOOK DUMB! I LOOK DUMBER NOW!" He lashed out, voice booming through the whole house "It's all anyone fucking talks about. Oh Kenny's stupid. No one likes Kenny. Why is Kenny even here? Let's make an article about how everyone in the Squad hates Kenny." He mocked the comments from the internet. "Now fucking this? I just- I'm gonna- Ah fuck." He turns around and just leaves. This guy leaves! You hear him stomp up the stairs and slam your bedroom door, leaving you speechless.

You blink a few times still digesting the very emotional information that was thrown at you and decide to take a seat in the living room. You wanted to be mad, you really did, but there was just this one thing that really caught your attention. It was how focused he was on the internet's opinion, which with the jobs both of you had was a little alarming.

After a little more thinking you came to a conclusion that insecurity was what drove this whole thing in the first place. Understandable, you didn't blame him, but it was sad because how can such a special and amazing person be insecure?

It sounded absurd!

Especially with his talent, friends and status.

You felt bad for Kenny, and you could totally relate to his lack of confidence because everyone feels unsteady from time to time and with enough love and words it could easily be beaten.

As much as you wanted to go up to him and provide the comfort he so definitely needed, you couldn't stop feeling hurt by some of his words. You sigh throwing your head back against the couch.

"Fuck." You whisper, feeling the two halves of you battling inside.

You hated fighting.

It was so stressful and unnecessary, and that's exactly why you decided that you needed to go talk to Kenny. You finished cutting all the fruits, laid some out on a bowl, got a spoon and headed upstairs to Kenny.

As you got closer to the bedroom door you felt your stomach twisting into a knot. What if he tells you to fuck off? What if he doesn't want to see you at all after this? What if you break up and then you'd have toshowuponshootsanditwoukdbesoawkward!

Your mind was overthinking the future and leaving you standing right outside the door with a bowl of fruit in your hands feeling like the last idiot on the planet. It really took all of your courage to bring your knuckles up to the door and knock. Even though there was no response, you slowly opened the door and peeped in, seeing Kenny on the bed. You sighed noticing his frowned eyebrows as he scrolled through his phone.

"Kenny," you slowly sat down on the other side of the bed, not taking your eyes off of him. He didn't even look at you.

You fought your intrusive thoughts that were saying to just throw the bowl of fruit at his face and call him a dickhead.

"Look I'm sorry, I didn't think that things would spiral into something like that."

"Of course you didn't." He mumbled.

"Oh fuck you!" You exclaimed "Maybe you wouldn't be so fucking bothered if you grew a pair!"

His expression turned from angry to shocked real quick.

"What were you born fucking yesterday? It's the internet! I've seen shit way more fucked up than tweets from tenyearolds and I'm sure you have too, so stop acting like no one loves you because everyone does. Especially me and for you to even question my loyalty is so hurtful not only to me but also to you."

Kenny was at a loss for words. On one side you just insulted him, but on the other you just said you loved him and there's wasn't anything he could say. He stared at you with wide eyes as you tried to catch your breathe from all the talking.

"Uuuhhh...." He turned off his phone and put it in his pocket, turning to you and crossing his legs "I love you too?"

There was a small pause before the two of you broke out into a series of giggles, suddenly everything was ridiculously absurd and pointless. Without words both of you agreed that this fight wasn't worth the energy.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to like- I was-" Kenny groaned in annoyance as he struggled to explain "I just felt like-"

"Insecure?" You guessed.

"Yeah...That." He scratched the back of his head feeling a little uneasy at such a strong word.

"I get it." You sigh "Peace?" You hold up the bowl of fruit with a grin.

Kenny chuckles and nods "Peace." He takes the bowl.

"And it's fair of you to get jealous of me kissing Filly."

"Jealous?" Kenny chewed with a raised eyebrow "I wasn't jealous."

"Uhuh, yeah." You smirk at him.

"Wha- Nah. I was mad," he tries to hide his smile. You roll your eyes and scooch over next to him, bringing his head down and placing your lips onto his.

"Mmm, pineapple." You noded jokingly, pretending to chew.

"Stop," he giggles nudging you.

#beta squad #youtube #kingkennytv #king kenny #betasquadfanfic #betasquadedit #niko omilana #aj shabeel #chunkz #sharky #ndl

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blossom-works · 1 year ago

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Love Always Comes With Pain

"Hunnigan, patch me to Anastasia." The computer guru asks you why, but you tell her that there is no time to explain. Your eyes are frantic and your breathing is heavy. Hunnigan nods and types away at her keyboard. You quickly take an earpiece and put it into your left ear.

"Anastasia?" You tell the woman who you are and that you work for the federal government (without specifying which one).

"What do you want? Do you want to tell me how crazy I am for doing this to avenge my husband?" The woman spits with venom.

You shake your head "No" even though she cannot see you. "I'm here to tell you that I understand. I'm married and I can't imagine losing my husband."

Anastasia who was about to pour the virus down her gullot stops.

"Listen to me Anastasia, I can't imagine what you've gone through. I can't imagine the pain you felt when you found out your husband died, but I do know that he doesn't want this for you. He doesn't want you to take the path of hatred."

"What do you know? Your husband is alive! You get to hear him say that he loves you! I didn't get that! The last conversation we had was an argument about him not quitting his stupid job!"

"But he loved you! He loved you so much, Anastasia. In fact, before he went on that mission he left you a letter."

"What letter? I never got one."

You take the stack of two papers and hold it out in front of you. You take a nearby sticky note and write something down real quick and show it to Claire.

"That's because you disappeared before the authorities could give it to you." And then, you start reading the letter.

"My dear lily," Hearing the nickname only her husband called her broke Anasatsia's heart.

"If you're reading this, then that means that I am no longer part of this earth. I don't want you thinking too much about my death. I want to let you know that I love my job and I would do it all over again even if it meant my death. If I were to go back in time though, I would've taken the time to listen to you and to tell you that I love you. I regret how we left things off.

Don't cry too much okay, Lily? And don't hate the agency too. If we don't do our jobs then the whole world is doomed. As much as I loved my job and my title, they mean nothing compared to you. My greatest honor in life was being able to call myself your husband, and my greatest accomplishment was calling you my wife.

I left some money in a separate account. I'm sorry that I kept that from you, but I created it for this exact case. Why don't you use that money and go on that trip we always talked about. The one in Australia? Seeing so many damn kangaroos that we end up becoming them. You should go, for the both of us.

It's time that I say goodbye Lily. It doesn't matter where you go, or if you fall in love with someone else and have that family you've always wanted, I'll always be with you. You will never be alone. I love you, Lily."

It took you everything in your power not to break down while reading the letter. Your heart truly breaks for Anastasia. The woman had nothing before meeting Jared. No living relative or children. When Jared died, Anastasia had nothing to keep her grounded.

In the background, you can hear some shouting and the sound of a door being broken down. Heavy boots hitting metal and guns cocking. With a broken voice, Anastasia asks you, "Did he really write that?"

"Yes...He wrote this letter for you Anastasia." You do not know what happens in the next two minutes because Anastasia tossed her phone aside, but then Claire came running in.

"You guys! They have Anastasia Boyette in custody and the vile of the virus."

Hunnigan cheers but it falls dead in your ears. You clasp the edge of the desk and take in a series of deep breaths. You try your best to blink the tears away but one water droplet manages to escape. Your two friends ask if you are okay and you just nod your head. You hand the letter to Claire and ask if she can personally hand the letter to Anastasia when time permits.

Later in the day, you hear the front door open and boots being taken off.

"Babe?"

Huddled on the couch you tell Leon where you are. When they successfully captured Anastasia, you immediately went home. You did not feel like celebrating this win. Leon comes around the corner and makes his way to you, but you beat him to it.

Seeing your husband brings a wave of emotions to you. Your arms wrap themselves around his torso and you bury your face in his chest. Leon thinks that you just miss him a lot and jokes that he should leave more often if this is the greeting he gets. You say nothing. You do not even laugh. Instead, you cry. Feeling his shirt getting wet, Leon asks you what is wrong.

"What's wrong sunshine? Why are you crying? Are you hurt? Did something happen?" Leon cups your cheeks and tilts your head up. His heart clenches at how defeated you look. Again, he asks if anything happened but you cut him off.

"I don't care." Your statement stumps Leon a bit. "I don't care where you go in this world to do God knows what because you have to. I don't care about that. I don't care how long it takes. I just...I just want you home." Your voice cracks.

Hysterically, you continue spilling everything you feel. "I don't care how you do it. Just come home. Do whatever you have to do. Shit, I don't care if you have to lose a limb or two. An eye. I don't care if your body is scorched or if you end up paralyzed for the rest of your life." By now your face is wet with tears. "I don't care Leon...I don't care about any of that. I just want you to come home to me. I want you home."

When you finish, you are completely overwhelmed with emotions. Leon shushes you and kisses your head. He wraps one arm around your back and cups the back of your head. Leon tenses the muscles in his arms to hold you even tighter. Soothingly, Leon rocks your bodies while carding his fingers in your hair.

Leon always believed that he would not survive this world without you. That if he ever lost you he would go insane and might even become the very people he is tasked to stop. Leon still believes this, but he realizes that this way of thinking is selfish. He forgot about you. He forgot about the scenarios when you lose him, not the other way around. Leon realizes that it is not just you who needs to live for him, but that he needs to live for you. The both of you would be empty shells if you lost the other. Your hearts just cannot work if they lose their reason to pump.

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This idea randomly came to me and I couldn't let the opportunity pass, so please excuse the sloppy work.

FYI, I teared up thinking about this and again when I wrote it.

#fanfiction #x reader #leon s kennedy x reader #leon kennedy #re4 #resident evil #resident evil remake #resident evil damnation #resident evil vendetta #resident evil 2 #resident evil 6 #resident evil death island #resident evil infinite darkness #leon x reader #resident evil imagine #angst #leon kennedy angst #angst with comfort #impulse writting

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