#do note. if i don't go to the smelt i may just stay home and keep recuperating

[astriiformes]

Should I or should I not skip out on my classes tomorrow to go to the medieval iron smelting demonstration my professor invited one of my classes to come observe.

[that-one-weeb-buts-its-the-main]

Ek! I've been obsessed with epic lately and your Ronin fic! It's saddens me to see that the movie isn't as popular as I thought it'd be. But your fanfic made me so happy!!! You don't mind if I request a Finn (Ronin second in command) x reader right??? Idek why but I'm in love with him lol- luv Ur works btw

Mr.Loverman | Finn

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Reader: female

Warnings: language, arguing

Notes: being in love with Finn is valid, also this is extremely corny, and will probably make a part two who knows at this point with me, also sorry this took so long i've been working crazy hrs.

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The sun was rising; and Y/n was running, bag slung around her shoulder she ran as fast as her feet would carry her. She made it to the Black-Smithin Wood working shop.

"I'm here!" She shouted, her feet stopping but she didn't as she went sliding across the ground, almost tripping.

It was quiet as she fixed herself: "Only a minute to spare," the old man called, pocket watch in hand.

Y/n sighed in relief as she was quick to make her way to the back: tossing her bag on an empty chair before grabbing her apron.

"Come on, let's get to work now." He spoke Y/n, nodding, tying her apron around her as she made her way over.

Work was unusually busy that day, perhaps the worlds punishment for being on time by the skin of her teeth. It was: smelt that, smelt this. I need this repaired. Oh, this too, please. Could you carve into the handle for me? My sickle broke dear help me out? I want this made into a ring for my wife, can you do that? I broke my tables leg, help me please? She did it all, too, more jobs put more food on the table, and gave her extra coins to spend. Yet by lunch, she was worn out: groaning with her head in the wood carving table. A wooden doll sat in front of her: it waiting to be painted and decorated.

"Take a break kid." The old man spoke.

Y/n looked at the doll: "I'll finish this first."

Getting herself up she walked towards the shelves of paint.

"Excuse me!" A man's voice called.

"I'll be right with you sir!" Y/n called back.

"I've got it kid!" The old man called back, setting down his own work to go and take the order.

Y/n grabbed the small bowls of paint needed; she was quick to rush over to her workstation; balancing two much for comfort on her arms. With luck and no spills, she set the doll down on her workstation along with the paint. Going back for paint brushes.

"Please sir I'm begging you." The man spoke; "I just need a repair that's all."

The plead caught Y/n's ears, yet she stayed out of it; she knew some things just weren't possible, and it wasn't often but a necessity to turn some people down.

"Look I'm sorry son but there ain't much I can do for you."

"Nothing?"

Y/n frowned, but kept quiet, starting the painting of the doll, it was meant to be of yellow skin, with a white daisy flower hat turned upside down, with a little white daisy coat. She heard her boss hum; the last hope many had.

"Please Sir It's been my family for years, It was my mothers."

She set the paint brush down discarding her work, and stood up, making her way over.

"I'm really sorry but It's just-"

"Excuse me." Y/n cut in.

Her boss turned her way and so did the man; he dressed in Leaf man armor; a fresh cut across the face, battered and bruised. Other Leaf men lounged behind him; exhausted and urging the man to just get another one as they wanted to go home and rest.

"May I take a look at it?" Y/n asked.

"Kid, it ain't gonna happen." The old man tried to persuade.

"Well. Let me take a look." Y/n answered the old man backing up to return to work.

Y/n took the old mans spot at the counter, "Hi." Y/n greeted.

The man stood frozen; "hello?" y/n asked with a smile.

"Hello- sorry-" He spoke.

Y/n smile grew; "May I look at your situation?"

"Uh, of course, yes." He spoke.

Y/n was in shock as the sword was laid in front of her; in pieces. Both hilt and blade broken; cracked, spilt- a disaster. A plain disaster.

"By Mother nature..." Y/n mumbled, she looking up at the Leaf man; "I would recommend you a new one; but...it's...fixable...sure. If you don't mind me adding a bit of metal to it and... such... I can keep as much of it original as I can. It'll look brand new I promise, and take a spare for about a week?"

"Really!?" He asked excitedly.

Y/n nodded; "Yeah, if you don't mind the wait that is."

"I don't no as long as it can be fixed." He was quick to answer, Y/n chuckling at his enthusiasm.

"Then it seems like we have a deal." Y/n answered, ducking behind the desk to find a tag she filled out, "Can I get a name?"

"Finn." He told, Y/n nodding.

"Well, Finn." Y/n started; "I'm Y/n, and I'll be the one working on your smithing and woodwork here."

"how much?" Was his next question.

Y/n rocked her head back and forth in thought; it was a hefty job; a week worth of long nights and missed dinners; "uh..." She looked up at him, the cut on his face starting to bleed again.

"Let's say...clean that cut up and I'll call it even?" Y/n asked.

Finn reached for his face, the blood seeping through his gloves, he quick to apologize for it.

"I'll see you here in a week then Finn?" Y/n asked.

"Thank you." He responded, still holding his face; "Really, thank you."

"No problem." Y/n answered, "Now go clean your face; there's not a cute girl to come and save you from fainting of blood loss."

Finn chuckled as she watched her grab the pieces and make her way back to her work.

"Come on Finn!"

"I'm coming!"

Y/n set the pieces down on another table; rearranging them to fit how they should have and sighed, "You're stupid for taking that." Her boss told her.

"I know..." Y/n groaned, hands coming up to rub her face.

"Especially without payment."

"I know!" Y/n whined, groaning louder as she took a seat; "I felt so bad."

"Good thing you're not running the place."

She sighed as she let her chin rest in her hands as she looked at the weapon. When a slip of paper caught the corner of her eye.

"Aw shit..." she grumbled, "I forgot to give him his pick-up ticket."

"He's a leaf man. It can't be hard to find him." Her boss told her: "They have barracks you know."

Y/n sighed as she set the slip down and walked to go finish her other work, she sat herself back down to paint, the woman who ordered it for her child would be here soon enough. She worked diligently till it was finished and set it out to dry in the sun out back before returning to other work, and when the woman came up to pick up the doll, Y/n held it out with two hands for the woman to inspect.

"Woah! It looks just like big sissy!" The little boy cheered.

"It's for you, I know how much you miss her while she's gone on her adventures." His mother smiled.

"Really!?" He cheered, the mother nodding as Y/n leaned down to hand it to the boy.

"She's brand new," Y/n told.

He cheered as he took it with excitement and gave it a big hug, Y/n couldn't help but smile, "Thank you so much dear."

Y/n nodded; "it's no problem really- just don't tell him she's magic." Y/n started.

It pipped the little boys interest; "really!? She's Magic!?"

Y/n looked around to make sure no one heard her; "Don't tell anybody; but I heard every toy that comes out of here? It's magic, I heard it's in the wood. They help the gardens grow; the queens little helpers ya know?"

"really!?" He asked looking up at her.

"Oh yeah," Y/n answered, "See that old man back there?"

The boy looked over the counter; "With the beard?"

Y/n nodded; "He's the only one who knows how to get the wood, they say he's as old as the forest itself. he'll be here before us, and he'll be here after us. You can't tell anyone though alright?"

The boy nodded; "Now, go show your new little garden helper around." Y/n smiled.

With a final nod from the boy he looked up at his mom; "Thank you again Miss." She spoke handing Y/n the payment.

"No problem Ma'am." Y/n smiled, quick to put it in the bowl hidden behind the counter; "Come again."

"I always do."

Y/n chuckled watching the boy run off with his mom close in tail, he excitedly showing her the doll. Y/n turned around to get back to work; "Lets call it a day." The man spoke.

"It's early?"

"The sun will be setting soon."

Y/n shrugged; "I'll stay and finish what I need to."

"You mean finish tomorrows orders and start on the sword."

"...maybe."

He sighed; "you can't work all the time."

"I can sure try?" Y/n answered, causing him to shake his head in disbelief.

"I want this shop closed at dark and you at least on your way home." He ordered; "And bring that Leaf man his slip before you start on anything."

"Okay."

Y/n watched him leave; he complained about his back pain on the way out. She redirected her attention to across the room and at the sword. The best option was to get that ticket to the Leaf man and quick. Grabbing her bag and pulling off her apron she set it on it's hook, and slipped the ticket into her bag before leaving the shop, putting a "be back" sign up instead of the closed sign.

It took her asking around a bit from the usual patrolling soldiers, she unsure of which way she was actually meant to go. With her luck, one was able to give her the directions, and with a quick thank you Y/n made her way to the barracks with ease. Before she even entered the general area she was stopped.

"No civilians ma'am." The woman spoke.

"you idiot!" The second woman punched her shoulder; "Thats the blacksmith and wood worker's worker."

"Sorry-"

Y/n laughed; "no problem really, could you point me in the direction of Finn please?"

"He's with the Commanding Officer and the Queen." The first woman told, "Debriefing."

Y/n nodded; "is there somewhere I can wait?"

"There's a bench right outside the room, I'll take you." The second spoke, starting to walk away.

Y/n followed closely behind, she lead through the busy barracks and into the halls of the castle; past the armory, she tempted to take a quick peak despite passing the open doors. They turned down a second hall and down the long hall somewhere in the middle of it there was a large set of double doors, and benches on both sides of the door.

"You can wait here." She spoke.

"Thanks." Y/n told, taking a seat and watching the solider leave.

Her hands sat in her lap; she wondered how long it would take. Maybe a few minutes? Maybe just another hour? Maybe it would end now? Her anxiety grew with every moment; she taking to rubbing an open palm in her lap- she had work to do, she couldn't sit here forever. Yet she waited; a few minutes past by, then ten, then twenty. Closing into the thirty-minute mark the sun was starting to fall. Looking down the hall and back up it no one was coming. With a sigh she stood up, her legs hurting from not moving so much; and she paced the doors length for a few minutes. Should she leave? No she only waited thirty minutes; maybe at the hour mark she should consider leaving? After all Y/n was doing Finn a favor by fixing the sword in the first place- and with no payment. Maybe she should just come back with the sword when it's done? Another thirty minutes passed as she paced; her mind full of questions; how did it even get so messed up in the first place? Would she make the bar opening? She'd get killed for being late, after all she lived above the place. The sun was setting fast today too; she'd have to make it back to the shop to close it up. Taking a seat, she sighed; how stupid was she? Take a whole job without payment? For what? A cute solider boy? Hadn't she learned from last time?

The door opened; catching her off guard as she was quick to get back up to stand to attention. Hands folded in front of her as she stood quiet.

"Hello." The queen spoke.

Y/n bowed her head; "My Queen."

Tara smiled; "Please, it's late, and I wish to be anything but a Queen right now."

Y/n raised her head up; "Have you been waiting all this time?" Tara asked.

Y/n nodded; "Yes Queen Tara."

"I may be tired, but I'm never too tired to help any of my people, what can I do for you?" Tara asked.

"I'm looking for a solider named Finn; I was told he was in your debriefing." Y/n answered.

Tara moved to the side, Finn standing there; "Ms. Y/n, I wasn't expecting you."

Y/n smiled small; it forced and tired; she felt awkward now; with Tara and Ronin standing there, "I'm sorry to say I haven't started on your order." Y/n started, reaching in her bag to find the ticket.

"But you forgot this, and you'll need it to pick up the order,"

Y/n held out a ticket to him; "Oh...thank you, seems like you really look out for your customers."

"Our customers are more than customers to us; old friends, lovers, sisters and brother." Y/n responded looking back at the queen; "That is it, thank you for your time both of you."

"Ronin here will show you the way out," Tara suggested; "The castle is quite easy to get lost in, it is getting late; I can have one of the Leaf Men escort you."

"I can show her the way, if you wish Queen Tara." Finn stepped up; "I made her wait all this time; it is only fair."

The Queen looked at Y/n who nodded shortly; "I don't see why not."

With a nod of approval, Finn showed Y/n the way. Y/n only glanced behind her momentarily to Ronin, Tara spotted it, no doubt. She took a quick glance at Ronin, who sighed just the slightest, and it was barely noticeable to others. Turning back around to face forward, Y/n continued on. The walk back was quiet mostly. Y/n comfortable with it; Finn not so much.

It wasn't often he was starstruck with anxiety with someone. Especially a woman. It wasn't the first time he had seen her, as a leaf man, that is. Ronin had talked about a Smiths and Woodworks during a dinner, talking about how he wouldn't go anywhere else but there; the old man a wizard with metal and wood, and the woman that worked with him; the one he had been teaching at the time was a Witch with her own work. It was a popular place, somewhere people and patrolling guards passed by often. That's when he saw her, at the ends of her work, loading a cart with a wooden bassinet for a new family. They praised her and thanked her with hugs. it was a pretty thing; its naturally dark wood covered in carvings of leaves and flowers. It was quite an impressive sight. They pulled away to leave; leaving Y/n behind, she waves them off with a bright smile; it rivaled the sun with its warmth; and defeated the forest in its beauty. She was covered in dried paint; soot painted across her cheek from the working, and wood shavings decorated her from head to toe. She had caught him staring that day, she turning to look his way and bid him a good afternoon, her eyes were blue and she had a significantly large strand of ash white hair. She was an oddball out; too loud to blend in with the crowd, ask him a day ago and he'd of said love at first sight is iffy; everyone hopes for it, it's a rare occurrence, ask him that day and he would of told you it's true, and it thrives just off the smallest glace.

"Well here we are." Y/n spoke, the doors to leave the castle and the barracks still guarded by the two women, "I'll see you then-."

"Wait!" he shouted.

"I haven't moved yet," She teased..

"I." He started; "Thank you.."

Y/n nodded; "It's no problem really. You're a customer."

"I'm barely that you're not letting me pay you." Finn answered.

"Call it my good deed for the day." Y/n shot back with a smile.

"Please, let me repay you." Finn told, "Let me get you to anywhere you need to go."

"That's not necessary; you're quite busy here-"

"No! I- most are turning in for the night...I'm not on nightguard, not if Ronin can keep me off it." Finn chuckled; "Perks of being second in command I suppose?"

Finn's heart sank suddenly; watching her face completely drop; she looked...devastated at the mention of Second in Command to Ronin.

"I have to go." Y/n told she starting to walk away.

"Please Ms. Y/n." He spoke grabbing her hand; it was a soft grab; a tug at anyone's heart who was on either end of the hold; "I just want you to be safe wherever you are going to."

Y/n kept her gaze away from him; his thumb rubbing over her knuckles softly; "please." Finn pleaded once again, this third plead, "They say third times a charm?"

Y/n sighed; clearly trying to hold in the chuckle, and she glanced towards him, "okay." She answered him softly.

Finn smiled at her, and she smiled back; at the corner of his eye he realized he was still holding her hand and let go; "The shop. it's uh...that way...I prefer to walk if you don't mind."

"Of course."

They set off together; leaving just in time for Ronin to enter the room and have no idea which direction the couple had went in.

It was a quiet walk again; Finn a bit more careful of his surroundings this time, he in the moment rather than thinking about another.

"So how do you like being a Leaf Man?" Y/n spoke up; trying to make small conversation.

"It's a high reward high risk job." Finn answered as Y/n chuckled, he couldn't stop the smile coming to his face; "it's enjoyable, you make family....How do you like your work?"

"Oh, the Woodworks and Smiths?" Y/n asked.

"You're very good at it." Finn complimented.

"You haven't seen any of my work." Y/n answered looking over at him.

"I brought you in a disaster, you must be talented if you can fix it." Finn told, that caused a smile on her face.

"Thanks." Y/n told, "Truth be told...I enjoy it...and I don't..."

"What's so bad about it?" Finn questioned.

"I don't make to much coin...which usually I wouldn't mind! And kinda don't..." Y/n answered; "Everyone tells me I'm real talented..."

Finn frowned; "But?"

"I don't know...it gets lonely sometimes, I can't burn out even if I want to." Y/n spoke; "I work two jobs, live above a busy bar."

"Why not lighten the load? Quit one?" Finn asked.

"My father died in debt."

"Oh."

Y/n sighed; "yep."

It was silent for a moment as they walked; "Kinda of shitty dad." Finn spoke up.

Y/n chuckled again; "yeah...he was."

"You're nothing like him from what I can tell."

"You know." Y/n started, "You have a funny way of trying to make someone feel better."

"People...arent my strong suit." Finn answered: "but there not a weakness. Just..."

"Stuck in the middle." Y/n spoke.

Finn nodded: "I get that." Y/n told him.

"Nice to know someone else does."

There was a laugh shared between the two, they arriving at the shop which Y/n worked at, “this is the place”

Finn watched her as she opened the door, “Be back,” Finn read the sign aloud.

Y/n looked back; “You’re working into the night?” He asked.

“Oh, yeah.” Y/n answered; “I’ll be here for a little bit longer and then I’ll go to the night job.”

Finn kept himself in the doorway as Y/n grabbed her apron from the hook; “Thanks again, for walking with me-“

“I could talk to the Queen,” Finn spoke up abruptly; “Get you a smithing job in the castle, it’ll-“

“Oh, no, no.” Y/n stopped him; “but it’s a nice gesture really,”

“Why work two jobs-“

“Finn.” Y/n stopped him again: “Please, I’m content like this.”

“Alright.” Finn answered; he discontent with the answer she gave. But he knew it wasn’t his choice; “The offer stands.”

“Thank you.” Y/n thanked, “It’s a little annoying someone looking out for me in a nice way you know?”

A small smile came to Finn’s face as she smiled back, “I’ll…see you around then?” Finn asked.

Y/n nodded; “Yeah I’d love that. It was nice getting to know you, I enjoyed it.” Y/n turned around to get back too work; she assumed that meant fair well; truly believing the only time she’d see him around would be to pick up the sword and they go about there merry lives.

That was until Finn spoke up catching her off guard; “Maybe we could go to lunch?”

Her head whipped around; her body following in delayed reaction, “Me?”

“Certainly not the bowls of paint.”

Y/n chuckled; “I suppose your not…yeah, though; I’d love to go with you. maybe you can pick me up during my break the day after tomorrow? It;s at high noon,”

“That’d be great,” Finn answered; Y/n nodding as he bid his farewell; not paying attention; he too busy watching Y/n that he tripped over the door frame; he luckily catching himself and looking at Y/n who had covered her mouth to keep herself from laughing.

“Are you okay?” She asked her voice slightly muffled due to her hand.

“I’m good, yeah, perfect!” He answered as he waving a final time and actually leaving.

The smile stayed on her face till she closed the shop; and it lingered as she walked to the bar; and it stayed as the woman shouted at her; she was older and had a thick accent with red hair, “You are late!”

“Huh? Sorry-“

“I should have you fight a bear for being late again; you are lucky we are not open; go and change.” she argued.

Y/n nodded; making her way to the back to go and make it up the stairs; and as she opened the door the woman called too her; “You’re brother is up there as well!”

Yes, he was; a little too late of a notice as he was leaning against the window; looking down below. He turned back towards her; dressed in his usual armor attire; “Ronin…”

“Y/n.”

“Can I help you?” Y /n asked, though it was more of a snap.

“I wanted to make sure you got home-“

Y/n interrupted him with a spurt of a chuckle; “That’s rich, wanna take this job I have now too-“

“It wasn’t like that.”

“Sure, it wasn’t, I was just the better bow shooter; the better leader; the better war planner; the social skills, the sword skills, all better than you; chose by the past queen herself to be Commanding Officer; but dad deranked me to snail mucus, kicked me out of the Leaf Men and gave you the family sword.” Y/n spoke sarcasm lacing her words as she let the door close behind her, “So I think I can make it home by myself just fine.”

She walked into a different Room: “So why did you come!” She shouted.

“I already told you.” He answered.

Y/n came back out, her shirt changed to a clean on and she held a waitresses apron in hand; she sighing as she looked at him; “I’m fine,” Y/n told.

“Finn wasn’t rude was he-“

“Ronin,” Y/n stopped him; “I’m not talking to you about Finn.”

“He’s my second in command,” Ronin told; “What he does reflects on me,”

Y/n sighed; “You really wanna know?” Y/n asked.

“Yes-“

“I plan on have sex with him after our lunch day after tomorrow.” Y/n answered a hand on her hip, “Is that sufficient enough of answer commander? To be honest I think he made quiet the impression.”

Ronin was silent as she went around to find herself a pad and pencil. She turned back to look at him; he holding an angry glare; “Ronin I’m not sleeping with your second in command, take a damn joke once and a while.”

“You’re going to lunch with him-“

“Alright I’m gonna give you a choice.” Y/n argued; “You can either walk out my home, or I can chuck you threw my window, you’re choice.”

“Y/n-“

“Ronin.” She stopped him; “I will throw you out the window-“

“y/n-"

“Window!? Falling to death!?” Y/n argued, " I'm going to throw you out of it! Go!"

"Y/n!" Her boss called: "your running a very thin line!"

"Y/n just listen-"

"You know what, you can stay up here. I have work!" Y/n argued opening the door, "I'm coming!"

She slammed the door behind her, rushing down the steps. Y/n was quick to open the back door into the kitchen and out onto the floor.

"I'm here!" Y/n told her boss.

"I thought that brother of yours would be punishment enough for being late. Never again."

Y/n sighed: "I'm sorry Red."

Red sighed: "Men, you can live with 'em, you can't live without 'em. Especially when it's a brother. Trust me, I have four boys and two brothers of my own."

Y/n chuckled.

"Now get to work." Red told: "those solider boys always come in at the same time."

She was quick to get to work, and just as Red said Leaf Men came in. They were nice: usually able to get through a few mugs of mead before becoming a loud laughing bunch. Yet one or two mugs knocked them out, seriously: half of them asleep on the table.

"What's wrong with all you today?"

"I hate working." A woman complained.

"One of those days, Ma'am." A man answered.

"You guys want some pie?"

Heads shot up: "You made Pie!?" They asked.

Y/n laughed: "It is a day old."

"Who cares!?" A once sleeping solider told: "Your pies the best!"

"I'll be right back with one six pieces then?" Y/n asked.

"Add another. Our Sargent Major is coming." The man told.

"I'm on it."

She left to go take four more orders from other tables: bringing them back to the kitchen, she went to cut the pie up. Before grabbing other orders, she carried two large trays, one filled with food, the other filled with mugs of mead. Delivering was easy. At the end, she switched the pies over to the tray with the mugs of mead. She was going that way anyhow.

"I'm back with pie-"

"Aw right! You'll love this! Ma'am this is our Sargent Major! It's-"

"Second in command." Y/n spoke: moving the tray from her line of sight: "Nice to see you again, Sir."

Finn chuckled softly: "It's nice to see you again Ms. Y/n."

"Come early for our lunch date?" Y/n asked: "or am I overly excited."

There were whistles and punches of Finn's arm: "Ma'am's here a real lucky woman-"

"Oh please. Sargeant Major's the lucky one, just wait till you try her pie."

"Night Job?" Finn asked, and Y/n nodded.

"Night job." Y/n answered, slowly starting to hand pie out to the group of soldiers.

"Sorry you have to deal with these ones." Finn apologize.

"Oh what ever!" One argued.

"They make my shift go faster." Y/n told, "Anyhow...get you a mug of mead? Something filling besides pie?"

"Pie is-"

Y/n was shoved in the back, and her whole tray shoved out of her hand, maybe it was her trained reaction, all her service time, but with luck she managed to push the tray towards her rather than anyone else. The mugs fell to the floor, and the mead soaked her clothing.

"Oh...shit..."

"Ms. y/n! I am really sorry!" The young woman cried, people looking the way of the mess.

"It's okay! It's fine." Y/n told "really-"

"Are you alright?" Finn asked quickly, getting up to his feet.

"Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine -" y/n started, Finn quick to grab a napkin, yet it was wet, "uh-"

"Hey! Hey!" Red shouted coming from the back: "We've all seen messes alright. It's a bar, not a burlesque show! You go clean up; and you.”

She snapped at another waiter; “Pick up this table, you,” she snapped at the young woman who had ran into Y/n, “Clean this up.”

“Yes ma’am.”

“Don’t call me that I hate that,” Red argued; walking away; “ma’am what am I an old woman?”

Y/n looked down at herself; “I really am sorry Ms. Y/n.” The young woman apologized.

“No, it’s no problem really; I’ll help you clean,” Y/n told, she quickly kneeling down to help her clean, the woman was quick to follow.

“I didn’t mean to make a fool of you in front of your boyfriend Ms. Y/n.” the woman whispered.

“What?” Y/n asked, picking up mugs and putting them on the tray.

“The gentleman,” She told; “I wish I had a man that looked at , like that- or woman.”

"He's not my boyfriend." Y/n told her, she grabbing the rag from the pocket in her apron.

"Oh."

"What does that mean?"

"Nothing, Ms. Y/n."

"Here." Finn spoke, he handing a mug that had rolled off to its own little world to Y/n.

"Thank you -" y/n spoke, rising quickly too quickly and too close to the table as she banged her head.

"Are you alright?" Finn asked quickly, Y/n nodding rubbing her head.

"Yeah. Yeah." Y/n answered: "thanks..."

Finn nodded as he watched her rush back with the tray of empty mugs, he taking his seat again.

"I'm very sorry for that." The woman spoke, she noticing the armor they all wore and gulped.

"Accidents happen." A solider answered.

"Can I get you anything? New Mead? Or Pie?"

"We're fine waiting for Ms. Y/n."

The woman nodded, apologized once again, and started to leave.

"Actually!" Finn stopped her: she quick to come back: "Y/n had mentioned to me she lives above the bar? Could you tell me how to get to her front door?"

"No." The woman spoke: it was clear as day, and she was stern in her answer.

"I just mean to check on her,"

"Ms. Y/n doesn't like..." She started unsure if it was truly her business to tell.

Finn raised a brow in confusion: "Like?"

"Leaf men." She answered quietly, "I see the way you look at Ms. Y/n, and she won't be in a relationship with one."

"Ooo Ouch." A solider winced, he at least pie Infront of him.

"Shut it." One of the female soldiers spoke slapping him in the back of the head.

"Ow!"

"Why not?" Finn asked.

"Mhm..." She started leaning down to whisper in his ear: "Her brother is commander of the army: he took her position after her father demoted her to snail mucus. She was meant to marry another soldier, but once she got demoted, he left her."

Finn pulled back: "Don't tell anyone." She told.

"You have my word, make sure she's alright-"

But before he could even finish her concerns, Y/n was back out two trays in hand and changed into a new set of clothes.

"Ms. Y/n has worked hard for what she has," the woman said, "Whatever you do don't hurt her please."

"I would never dream of it."

"Thank You."

She walked off to finish her work: "That sucks Sargent Major I really thought she had been talking you up."

"What?" Finn asked watching Y/n wait tables like nothing had happened; "Oh, we're just friends is all."

"Sure."

"Heartbreaker will reach him soon don't worry."

Time pasted: quickly, too, people came, and people went. Finn's soldiers left: Finn stayed behind, he left alone in the middle of the bar with a large table all to himself.

Y/n was putting the mugs in the bucket: "You." Red spoke coming up to her.

"What did I do now?"

"That Soilder Boy is waiting for you." Red told, "The Sargent Major, Second in Command mumbo jumbo."

Y/n walked towards the door that led into the dinning hall, she peaking threw the small decorative cut circle in the door.

"I'll tell him we're closing."

Y/n walked out, empty-handed, and Finn looked up, he quick to get up: so fast that his chair fell backwards and hit the floor with a thump.

"Sorry- Sorry-" Finn apologized, quickly picking the chair up.

"Its okay its just a chair." Y/n answered with a smile, watching him akwardly adjust it.

"I." He started looking at her: "wanted to make sure you were okay."

Y/n nodded: "I am."

"Good. Good..." Finn spoke: "I'll go then..."

Y/n watched as he started to leave, yet he stopped and turned around: "I actually have something else to tell you,"

Finn rubbed the back of his neck: "I know...about Ronin."

"I don't understand-"

"You're siblings are you not?"

Y/n looked down, "...yeah."

"I uh also know about the fiance situation."

"Which means..."

"I know how you feel about leafmen" Finn told.

"So you know about..."

"Ex-fiance. Yeah." Finn spoke: "he sounds like an asshole..."

"He was."

They chuckled softly; "I just thought, you know, It's your bussniess, it should be your bussniess who knows."

"Thanks, I appreciate it." Y/n answered, it grew quiet between the two: Y/n looking towards the window shortly; "Do you maybe wanna stay till the sun rises? It's pretty late, I could make us some tea tonight and then breakfast in the morn'"

"You don't have to-"

"No, really, come on." Y/n protested, "You waited all this time. It seems kinda underwhelming, didn't it?"

"I just thought you should know."

"And as repayment stay the night," Y/n told as she walked away gesturing for him to follow: "come on."

It was a hard debate: at first, he thought it was a good idea: then he remembered Ronin, her brother, and most importantly her own feelings: he didn't want to step on them: and didn't want to hurt her like he she had been before.

Ultimately, he'd follow her through the kitchen. Passed all the employees. Most were talking amongst each other, ending their shift. Yet when he passed by, they stopped and stared, which turned into glares. And the Boss: Red increased his anxiety as she was sharpening the knives with a dark glare his way.

Y/n opened a door and allowed him in: stairs leading up, "Come on." Y/n spoke, taking the lead.

Finn followed behind, Y/n opening the door at the top of the steps.

"Ignore him." Y/n told, pointing to Ronin, who was sleeping on a chair, he had waited for her, her whole shift, "He does that a lot."

"You both seem close." Finn started as she led him into the small kitchen past a hanging curtain.

"Uh." Y/n started the moon shining inside the took from the windows, gave it light, as she went on the search for matches: "He wants to be close. I just....can't get over it. I know I should, but I don't know."

Finding the matches, she walked over to the table to light the little collection of candles she kept in the center of her table.

"You like Tea?" Y/n asked.

"You don't have to make me tea." Finn told: "If anything I should be making you tea."

Y/n shrugged: grabbing her tea pot and some cups, "Im trying to be a good host."

She started the water and threw in some dried elderberry to let it simmer. Into the cups, she added a small cube of sugar. She set them on the table, "You like honey in your tea?"

"Yes please." Finn answered.

Y/n went for the jar of honey: she setting it on the table to open before putting in a spoon to grab a dollop and add one to each of the cups, her hand became sticky: "mhm just a day old. Still taste fresh."

Y/n licked her thumb before returning the jar to the counter and taking the water off the fire and bringing it over to fill the cups a purple liquid coming from the tea pot and was set back on the fire before Y/n mixed them both and handed one over.

"Thank you." Finn thanked taking the cup in both hands before lifting it to his lips, "it smells amazing."

"Elderberry." Y/n responded watching him take a sip: "Its nice after work."

Y/n lifted the cup to her own lips, taking a sip: "it taste even better than it smells." Finn complimented.

Bringing down the cup she smiled: "I'll send a jar your way then."

"You don't have to."

"Really its no problem."

It was silent for a moment Y/n sipping her tea again, she glancing at Finn for only a moment, catching eye contact with him. She smiled: and he froze. She watched his eyes avert in a flustered matter.

"Are you alright?" Y/n asked bringing her cup down.

"Yes; thank you,"

"Okay," y/n answered: "Oh. I should go set up a cot since you'll be sleeping here, Unless you don't mind us sharing mine?"

"Uh..."

"I don't mind sharing my bed. I am a cuddler." Y/n answered with a nonchalant shrug: she looking back at him with a smile.

"You're teasing me." Finn called out.

"Just a bit." Y/n chuckled watching as Finn became more flustered.

Finn found himself stuck, and Y/n enjoyed it. It sounded more malice than it seemed. Finn, in response, was quick to change the conversation.

"So you and Ronin are siblings."

It was Y/n's turn to be stuck: "Oh." Y/n answered.

"Yeah..." Y/n spoke: "We're night and moring twins."

"You don't look like him." Finn spoke: "How come I've never seen you before."

"You have." Y/n answered.

"I have?"

Y/n nodded, "I was the last queens right hand at sixteen-"

"That was you?" Finn asked, Y/n chuckled.

"Yeah, it was."

"I was right then," Finn spoke.

"About?"

"You'd look good in leafmen armour."

Y/n could only chuckle in response, as she ran her thumb over her cup, "thanks-"

A yawn intruppted her, showing how tired she was.

"I'll let you sleep." Finn answered, "I should go,"

"It's fine, Finn, stay, really." Y/n spoke; reaching her hand over to grab his, "I'd hate for you to get hurt on your way home."

His eyes gazed towards Y/n's hand: she holding his hand with a loose grip, thumb rubbing over his knuckles as it did her cup previously.

"Oh I..." Finn started, her grip tightened just the slightest, "can stay I guess..."

Y/n smiled at him, as he gazed back up at her; "You seem...fond...of having me around despite you're past..." Finn commented.

"Yeah, I do..."

"Why?"

Y/n sat in thought; "maybe it was the sword situation,"

"The mess I brought you?" Finn questioned.

Y/n nodded, "Yeah... I lost a big part of my family, I became a leafman because I wanted to protect my family and other families, of course. Even though I'm not a leafman, it doesnt mean I can't help families stay together. You said it yourself it was your mothers?"

"My mother was a high ranking leaf man." Finn answered: "Im the first man to be a leafman in my family line."

"Congrats." Y/n smiled: "pretty big achievement hm?"

Finn hummed in response his gaze on Y/n's hand, she had never let his hand go. With care he picked up her hand, her thumb dropping as she watch him sit up and lean forward, kissing her knuckles softly, he then proceeded to rub over the bone as she hand done for him.

"You're very kind..." Finn answered: "and a great listener, thank you."

Y/n sat stunded as he kissed another knuckle, holding her hand, not wanting to let it go. It was a bold move, one usually matched with Chiveraly. She only leaned forward in response, standing up as she did and pulled her hand away from his own.

"I'm sorry- I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable." Finn quick apologized.

Y/n only walked to the side to fill his cup again. She leaned down afterward and pressed a soft kiss to his cheek in return.

"Trust me Finn." Y/n spoke softly: besides his ear, "If you had made me uncomfortable. You'd have gone out my kitchen window."

She finished with a small chuckle, this time the pot being placed on the wood counter. Finn sighed in relief.

"I got to give you props" Y/n spoke up, "Most wouldn't flirt with their second in commands sister."

Yet she received no answer, as she grabbed a jar to fill with the leftover tea. It was silent for a few more minutes, Y/n turning her head to glance at him, yet she caught him shamelessly staring, the look of love over taking the tired look in his eyes.

Topping off the jar, she turned finally snapping his attention back to reality.

"Come on, you're tired." Y/n told.

He attempted to protest, yet Y/n's hand ran across his shoulders and the soft touch seemed to lull him to sleep, and he followed her by hand.

It was full of quiet laughters trying not to disrupt the sleeping commander slumped over in the chair. Y/n showed him where he could toss his armor and showed him the bathroom. They each took turns to change inside. Finn came out after Y/n had, in a change of old chlothes Y/n had given him.

He paused at the frame: watching Y/n tuck Ronin into the chair before placing a kiss on his temple.

Before he was seen, he ducked back in, walking out after a moment, she laid back on the bed with her feet planted on the floor as she looked up at the ceilng.

"Am I intruppting?" Finn asked Y/n looking over.

"Come and join me. Just dont expect my nightly thoughts to last long." Y/n yawned.

Finn joined her with a chuckle, sitting on the edge of the bed, Y/n sitting up. Getting up, she pulled the divider that semi separated her room in two. Giving her a bedroom and a living room. She was quick to plop back down beside him, returning to her previous state, arm draped over her eyes.

"Are you really going to sleep like that?" Finn asked; "It doesn't hurt when you get up?"

Y/n shrugged and yawned again; "I'm always hurtin," She joked.

It was silent for a moment; "Thank you, again." Finn told.

Y/n smiled tiredly; "it's no problem."

Y/n continued to lay the way she did, he waited a moment before taking a side of the bed; he hopped to make himself as small as possible for her comfort. It felt awkward on his end; laying there patiently to fall asleep despite being tired. Yet he dipped in the bed, Y/n's side rising proving she had gotten up. Only moments later did the bed on her side dip again; and the tug on the blanket told him, Y/n had actually gotten into bed. Satisfied he was able to fall asleep in only a moment.

During the early morning hours, they shifted here and there. Backs once towards each other, to facing one another, ending in Finn laying on his back, and Y/n securely tucked into his neck and side, his arm holding onto her side as they snoozed till the sun was barely starting to change the color of the sky. Y/n on natural instinct got up. She is sitting up and stretching on the few hours of sleep she had. Slipping out of Finn's grasp she went to get ready for the day; starting the hot water on the fire as she bathed in the bathroom. Getting out and getting dressed she looked around for socks, and from there she slipped her boots on, and poured herself tea. Returning to her bed to sit on the edge and lace up her boots.

Finn was still sleeping as she finished getting ready, she kneeling besides the bed as he shifted; his hand falling limp over the edge of the bedside and a pillow tucked in under his arm. Y/n smiled, brushing a loose hair from his face with the tips of her. fingers.

"I've got to go now," She spoke softly, "It was fun.... I haven't had that much fun in a while...thank you,"

Before leaving she placed a soft kiss on his upper cheek bone, her lips lingering for what a few would call a moment too long. Yet it seemingly only limbered him deeper into sleep, she smiles; "I can't wait to do it all again tomorrow."

[specialagentlokitty]

Sam Uley x male!reader -

What about 12, for Sam and male reader? If you don't write for Sam then can you do it with Jacob please? - Anon💜

12. “Go ahead, call me the bad guy. But we all know who’s to blame for what I’ve become.”

You were an outcast, thrown out from the pack simply because of who your imprint was.

Sam was your imprint but he wasn’t yours, not after he found Emily anyways. He imprinted on her and he didn’t want you anymore.

Sam threw you out the pack without a word and you were banished to live alone. A wolfs worse nightmare, you were in pain, broke and it twisted your mind.

You stayed in your wolf worm mostly, but you occasionally went around towns and villages in your human form just to remember what it was like.

Making your way through your new home, you stretched slightly as you got a scent from downhill.

It was a scent you hadn’t smelt in a long time.

Standing tall, you snarled as you sensed them approaching.

“Whoever you may be I suggest you leave.” You snarled.

“I’ve only come to talk (Y/N).”

You watched as Jacob came closer, he phased back and gave you a warm smile.

“Can we talk?”

You hummed, phasing to your human body as you nodded to him, offering him a seat next to you on the broken tree.

“It’s a nice home.” He noted.

“It’s quiet.”

He nodded his head and offered you a sad smile.

“I’m so sorry I couldn’t come see you sooner, Sam made everyone stay away from you.”

“Then why are you here, you can’t betray your alphas rules.”

“He’s not my alpha anymore.”

“Oh?”

You were curious and you listened as your old friend explained everything.

He told you about what had happened and why he had some to visit you. He needed your help protecting Bella and the Cullens from Sam and the rest of his pack.

You smirked and turned to him.

“Just the day I’ve been waiting for. I’ll help.”

Jacob smiled, he knew you had a different motive, but it was all the same to him.

He needed help, and you were going ti help him that’s all that mattered.

You both phases back and Jacob led you to the Cullens house.

You weren’t the only ones, Seth and Leah were there as well and Seth was overjoyed to see you.

“(Y/N)!”

He bounded over to you and stood next to you, a huge grin on his face as he watched you phase back.

“Who’s this?”

You knew the Cullens, you watched over the pack before you finally vanished.

“(Y/N). Sam tossed him out the pack after he imprinted.” Leah explained.

They introduced you to everyone and it was Edward that came over to you first.

“I know you’re doing this for your own reason but thank you.”

You gave a small nod and sat on the steps.

You never really moved from your spot on the steps, only to wonder around to patrol but when Sam and his pack came closer you immediately smelt it.

You got riled up and phased, pawing the ground as you watched the alpha come out of the trees.

He seemed shocked to see you, and that encouraged you anymore.

“Why is he here?” Sam growled.

“Because he’s protecting us.” Seth snarled back.”

“Hello again, Sam.” You sneered.

Snapping your jaws, you stalked towards him with your head held high.

You never paid any mind to the others, but as Paul lunged for you, you quickly swiped him to the side, claws scraping his skin making him whin.

“Everyone get back!” Sam barked.

He turned back to you and stood tall.

“Drop this childish game.” He said.

“Childish game?!” You growled, “you broke me Sam! You left me out there to die!”

Lunging, you snapped your jaws at where he was stood, barely just missing him.

“This isn’t you!”

“There is no me! Not after you rejected me! Just because of Emily! We could’ve worked it out but it became all about her!”

“We can still work this out.”

“Not anymore. I’m going to rip you to pieces, then I’m going to go after your mate and do the same.”

Sam snarled, lunging for you but he didn’t even get close.

The one thing you prided yourself on was being fast, you were agile. The fastest out of the pack and they all knew that.

“You’re going to kill an innocent human?! Go against our rules!?”

“You’re rules! Not mine! Maybe I’ll go after her first.”

“You know the law.”

You did. You wouldn’t actually hurt her. You’d never hurt a human, but you enjoyed stressing him out, making him hurt and feel your pain.

Hearing a yell, you watched as Esme was pinned to the ground.

Charging, you knocked the wolf from her and stood over her protecting her from harm.

Once she was ready, you moved and let her stand up, offering her a small nod of your head as you turned back towards Sam.

Before you could do anything jacob came running out, he’d imprinted and it made you happy. He deserved to be happy.

Standing to the side, you phased back, stuffing your hands into your pockets.

“It’s our upmost law, Sam Uley.” You smirked.

He cursed and started walking backwards. He turned his attention towards you.

“Go ahead, call me the bad guy. But we all know who’s to blame for what I’ve become.”

Sam said nothing.

Because he knew you were right.

You started to walk away despite the Cullens saying you could stay.

You were a lone wolf, and it was going to stay that way because you knew a pack meant nothing but hurt

[signedaiko]

Hi, can I request headcanons with MTMTE Megatron, Swerve and Ratchet being challenged to live for few days on Earth in their holomatter avatars with their human (girl) crush (that also has crush on them), I mean how would it look like if they try to act like normal humans, but they don't understand humans habits ( if it's not a problem, please include in it what would happend if they for some reason walk out of bathroom naked )

Megatron [MTMTE]

- The lost light had docked recently, allowing many to visit the ever evolving earth - Of course the human liaison was going to go! You had people to see and things to do and get before you left again - Megatron decided to escort you after Ravage 'persuaded' him to accompany you - More like worry the warlord to death than you might end up in danger and remind him of the dangers of the human world - Ravage may have over exaggerated...a lot - You got your hotel and travel couvered for you by the space program you worked with, and Megatron naturally stayed with you - Megatron was smart and could figure out most things - Pleasantly surprised at how nice a warm shower felt, and used one of your soaps - It smelt just like you, and relaxed him to no end - He didn't seem to understand the concept of frying off, and when he tossed his clothing back on it was SOAKED and transparent - " Are you okay, y/n? your face is red " - " Yeah uhm... let's get you dried " - One blow-dryer and an hour later he was sparkling fresh - So was the image of his shirt sticking to his toned chest in your head

Ratchet [MTMTE]

- Normally he didn't wish to participate in games aboard the LL - But the thought alone of you going on your own AND his only other option being going with the rest was too worrisome - So he took the dare with pride, and requested to accompany you - Trying human food was a pleasant surprise to him, they all tasted so peculiar - He would try all kinds of snacks with you as you indulge in treats you hadn't touched in well over a year - Once however, while you were introducing him to your friends, someone pointed out how he chewed with his mouth wide open - Quickly grabbed you to leave, he was very flustered - " You never told me, y/n " - " I didn't want to stop you! You never looked so happy! " - The grumpy bot then stuck to drinks until you returned home - But he didn't show you all the snacks he saw you enjoyed most that he piled into a crate for the ship until you had taken off ;)

Swerve [MTMTE]

- Basically initiated the dare on himself by making a bet he knew he would lose - You took very kindly to having him join you on your voyage - After the amount of media he consumed, he knew more than you! - So he seemed to adapt rather well, to most things except the lack of a laugh track - Whenever he made a joke and it was silent, the mech got pretty upset or worried something was wrong with the world - " Laugh tracks are edited in " - " They are WHAT " - Unacceptable! he gets a little device that plays a laugh track whenever he clicks a button - Very content with himself, but also with how you seem to smile when he does it - Or maybe you really do find his jokes funny! A bot can dream

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Authors Note - I included your final request with only one because I have limited space to round around two whole events without skipping too many hot deets!!!!

[misspearly1]

Be My Redemption

Chapter v

Paring: Joel Miller x F!Reader

Words: 2,970 (there was a lot more but I cut it down to keep it short 😳)

Warnings: NO MINORS 🔞 18+ Content.

SMUT very light! No PIV... yet 😏. Rubbing on genitalia outside clothing count as smut?

Notes: ahhh omg I stressed over this one but ultimately I’m glad with how I ended this chapter! Also would like to note to my readers I see you liking and/or reblogging my stuff, I massively appreciate it! Thank you 😘 and hope you enjoy this chapter.

Joel -blue

Reader - pink

A strong and bitter smell entered Joels nostrils as he blinked his eyes open, inhaling deeper to take it in, he smelt more of the roasted flavours entering. His brain flashed memories behind his eyes at the scent. There was the usual roast he’d have in the morning and even the shitty blend that his workplace provided in those little foam cups or there is that one time he tried a cinnamon hazelnut combination once, when on a date with a pretty girl. Sitting up now, he recognises the smell all too much, that smell was coffee and he had to have some.  

Following the direction of his senses, he exited the tent and is shot with the sight of you, standing beside the fire, hands shaking slightly to make sure you don’t burn yourself as you’re pouring out a steamy, brown liquid into a metal cup. Walking up to you now to find out if what he smells, is in fact too good to be true “is that what I think it is?”  

The sound of Joel’s footsteps is barely heard as you carefully handle the boiling liquid, shocking yourself as the sound of his voice enters your ears with a question. “Yes, it is what you think Joel. But don't go getting yer hopes up. I don’t have a clue how to do this without my Betty.” Standing right beside you now the smell is more pungent, he’s almost too fearful to speak, in case he wakes up and this is all a dream. “You’re Betty?” you snicker at his second question of the morning, smiling at the thought of his confusion of who the hell Betty is.  

“Betty was this old coffee machine I had; my grandpa gave it to me when I moved into my first home. I don’t know why he called it that, cause’ it didn’t have a brand on it. However, he did used to get his beloved beans from his, ‘dainty and beautiful’ neighbour Elizabeth, I think that’s how he came up with it” Joel sees the adoration in your eyes as you tell the story, a little snippet of your former life and only nods his head. He then suggests to help, holding out his hands in front of him “may I?”

“I honestly thought you never ask. Please, by all means, show me how it’s done.” stepping back now, you let him take over and watch attentively as he strains the grounded coffee properly, he looks like he’s done this a million times in his sleep and the sight of it amazes you.  

It's just coffee y/n, calm down.

“See now, the trick is delicacy. You done a good job at breaking down the beans to fine grains but straining it can be very difficult. You gotta do it just right, otherwise it can be too bitter or just brown tasteless water... Here, try this” through his explanation he finishes pouring and hands you a cup. Bringing it to your nose first to smell before taking a light sip, when the hot coffee hits your tongue, instantly your eyes close at the sensation. Euphoric and flavoursome. “Wow...” *Takes another sip*   “This. This is coffee, Joel.”  

“Um hm” humming into his own cup as he agrees, you both stay silent as you drink your way through your morning cups of joe, your eyes drift to the man unconsciously as he practically devours his own. The liquid leaving a wet trail over his lips, a single drop had clung to the corner of his mouth before rolling down his beard as you watched his adam’s apple bobbing with his last gulp, setting the cup down and exhaling, ahhh.  

“You... uh, you got a little something there.” you pointed out to the coffee stain on his face before lifting your own cup, hiding your grin behind it and finishing off the dregs. After wiping his face, he then lifts up his left hand, pulls back the sleeve of his shirt to look at his watch. The action makes you wonder at what point will he depart and go his own way, leaving you to find your friends on your own.

The silent agreement was to help each other out of the city, no mention of him joining you. So, you shouldn’t expect him to stay, shouldn’t expect him to help you further or shouldn’t expect him to feel the same way you do. Part of you hopes he will be straight and honest, to just decide for you, instead of leaving the feeling of uncertainty hanging above our heads.  

“it's 6:05am, If we pack up and leave now, you will be at Mount Vernon by the afternoon, shouldn’t take you much longer to get to the campus from there” there it was, the ‘you’ will be at Mount Vernon and not ‘we’. You drop your head and nod to him but he continues “Ill join you till I can find a working car or at least figure out where the hell it is that I'm heading.” Lifting your head now, you find his eyes and hold back the smile that’s pulling ever so hard on your muscles, but you hold back and say “Okay, that sounds fair.”  

Nothing else was added to that as you both made your way out of the triage, you both walked in silence, again, as you made your way to Mount Vernon. Unknowing to you, Joel had his own questions keeping him from sleep last night, asking himself whether or not he should join you, after a while contemplating it, sleep finally came to him and he figured he’d have his answer by morning. But when a painful dream about Sarah reminded him once again how letting people get close can hurt him, he held off on his choice for now. Even then, after sharing a coffee with you, hearing your story about your grandpa and also seeing you sad just moments ago, he held off on his choice for now.  

It was around about noon when you entered the heart of Mount Vernon, standing in the desolate, lonely and grassy streets that was littered with cars – thankfully none that worked – over turned busses and many abandoned stores. Suggesting to Joel that the MV Police Department is a worthwhile place to take a break and maybe even find something useful inside, doubtful, but your optimism outgrew the scepticism in this particular moment.

He agreed nonetheless and this is where you are now, inside the basement of the building, doing a quick essential sweep to make sure it's safe before having some food, a drink and to take another look at the map. The one you found in a truck that Joel was checking over to see if it met the needs for travel. It didn’t, thankfully. He continued on with you and here you are, flabbergasted at the sight before you, during your sweep of the police department, it was a genny.  

Racing to the generator you immediately found the pull string, yanked on it and then scratched your head when there was no sound at all. “Fuck, it’s probably got no juice, there’s got to be some around here somewhere.” as you make your way back to the main floor of the building, you’re met with Joel standing beside the front desk waiting for you, and lo and behold a cannister held in his hand. “Hey, I found this beside a dead guy with a note stating ‘use it wisely’ whatever that means, figured I'd keep it in case I find a working car.”  

“Joel, this is a blessing! I found a genny in the basement.” spaced out at your point he asks “and? What about it.” you step close to him now placing a hand on his shoulder and turn him to a set of doors located in the back right corner of the room “You see that there, what does that say? Locker room. I’m betting there is showers in there.” still not seeing the point you're making you convey further sarcastically “Genny makes electricity, electricity makes water hot, hot water equals hot shower, hot shower equals a very happy Y/N and a not so stinky Joel. Yay, thank you Y/N!”  

Seemingly unbothered by your tone he finally speaks out “I don’t know if that’s a good idea” oh my lord this man is complicated. “Joel, when was the last time you had a shower? Hm? C’mon, it’s a luxury in this world to take a piss let alone take a shower, I'll take first watch while you have a splash, whadd’ya say?” His point wasn’t deterred, snatching the cannister from his hands and taking off running was the only way to get him to relent.

Ten minutes later after an earful from Joel, a couple of failed attempts from yourself at pulling on the cord and pleading with the man to do it himself, the generator was up and running. Now you were hastily making your way back up the stairs to check out the locker room, praying that there were indeed showers inside. Pushing the door open, the anxiety melted away from your body as you dashed through, ignoring the warnings from Joel to wait, you ran to the first stall and twisted the nob and stepped back. After a couple seconds of cold water, the pipes rattled and groaned then finally it stopped and hot water sprayed out creating a steamy atmosphere.  

You twirled, jumping up and down on the spot squealing to Joel, the sight of it causing him to drop his head into his hands and hide the smile at your child like reaction to hot water, like a cave man discovering fire for the first time. When you stopped, you asked if he’d like to go first and he refused, making your brows scrunch but then he quickly added “after, I'll take first watch. You seem more excited for this than I am anyways.” you didn’t complain, in fact you hurled your backpack off your shoulder and made a point to shoo him back out the door, grinning widely as you thanked him.  

Joel stopped himself from booting his way through the door when he heard you scream, seconds later he heard you cry out “I found soap! OMFG! Someone is looking down on us today, Joel. Happiest. Day. Of. My. Life.” Concealed behind the door, Joel beams at your delight, at your buzzing ramblings about the experience of a shower after so long. Inside you watched as the water cascaded down your body and the streaky lines of dirt going with it, pooling at your feet before swirling away down the drain.  

Grabbing the soap, you ran it up and down your body, violently, impatiently getting off the grime situated in every nook and crevice. Then rolling it around your hand a couple times to bubble it up before gently lathering your face, stepping under the shower to feel the heat run down your head and your back. Swiping the inside your ears, in between the toes, under the finger nails and finally finishing off with cleaning your private area with just water, you step out and begin to dry.  

After a couple moments, you exit and meet Joel who is still where you left him, sitting atop an unknown detective's desk and you smiled “Your turn. Left the soap on the dish inside” Switching positions with him, you sat down and watched as he entered the room, turn and place a hand on the handle. Giving him one last smile with a thumbs up before he shut the door, you could hear the shuffling from inside and you didn’t miss the sound if his zipper being pulled down and definitely didn’t miss how that made you blush either, the thought of him naked entered your mind and you quickly denounced it.  

The man’s probably taking his first shower in months, maybe longer Y/N. Jeez, stop it with your vulgar thoughts – thinking to yourself inwardly  

Then you stiffened, shocked to a standstill while running fingers through your hair when you heard him groan, deep and gruff over the sounds of running water. Pupils blown wide as you told yourself you didn’t feel a palpable pulse within your heat when you then heard him muttering “oh fuck” under the spray. Shaking your head, you scolded yourself at turning such a normal thing into something sexual but you couldn't help wonder if he did the same with you. As you remembered your own sounds you made, blushing at thinking it may have turned him on when you moaned, innocently, at the feeling of the water hitting your skin.  

Another grumble bellowed out in the midst of your musings; this one was different though, it was growly and low, like a dog snarling and it didn’t come from Joel. It came from behind you. Turning round ever so slowly, your eyes lock onto the source, it was a Bloater. A large, fat, mushroom like covered beast swaying on the spot staring right at you, it screeched inwards deeply before barking out a roar, then leaning back and producing something from its mouth and launching it to your direction, erupting upon landing and creating a momentary gas cloud. “BLOATER” you called out while running out of the cloud, hand over your mouth so you don’t breathe in the spores. “JOEL! BLOATER”  

As you ran towards the other side of the room, jumping over tables and desks the Bloater followed, you yelled out again “Joel, it threw a spore at the door, be careful.” you barely heard him say ‘alright’ over the monsters grunting yowl as it stumbled towards you and picking up momentum. You let it get as close as possible before diving to the right, out of the way letting it tumble over. Standing quickly, you chanced a look behind you “Joel, its dispersing, get out here and help me!”  

Swinging the door open he barrelled out, holding his shirt over his face with a gun in his hand and stalled when he saw the sight before him. The Bloater was already on its feet and charging towards his direction, he raised his gun and let loose on the trigger.  

*pop* *pop* *pop* *pop*

Only able to fire off four shots, he too, dived out of the way at the last second but the beast didn’t slow down and was a hairline too close to grabbing Joel. You had a moment during the manoeuvre to grab the last two cocktails from your bag, lighting the rag and then throwing one at the belly of the infected creature. It tossed and turned as the fire covered its body, you ran up towards a desk and yelled for Joel to help, seeing your plan of action he wasted no time in joining you. The Bloater had squirmed his way in front of a window and together you and Joel pushed the table hard, scraping along the floor it gave the necessary nudge needed to push it against the window, shattering it instantly and it fell out the ledge onto the street.  

After reloading his gun, Joel shot it another two times in the head, this time more accurately given the proximity and its wallowing stopped. “Joel I -” he stopped you in your tracks, holding a hand out to you and then turned to face you, he shook his head as he throws his shirt over his shoulder “I knew this was a bad idea”  

You stared at him wide eyed, “I didn’t plan for this to happen, Joel” emotions are soaring through your veins, one of them that is standing out from the rest is frustration. His eyes are tearing into your soul. “But you prepare for it! You expect the unexpected” he steps closer to you during his rant and you step back with him.  

When he breezes past you, smacking your ass hard eliciting a yelp to escape your lips, you turn to protest as he enters the locker room but when he turns swiftly, pointing a finger in the air you’re stopped by him “always expect the unexpected Y/N,” He winks before he then shuts the door to resume his shower.  

Dumbstruck by the encounter you’re speechless to say anything else, even five minutes later when he exits the shower, you’re still at a loss for words. Leaving MV Police Department with him, you couldn’t think on what to say, feeling his handprint burned onto your ass now fading away is all you could think about and how you want to feel it again. So, walking in front of him now and fed up of the uncertainty, finally building enough courage to do something about it, about his teasing-asshole like-flirting remarks, about leaving you on edge all the time, questioning whether he indeed feels the same way or not, you take the opportunity to inflict the same treatment on him, to tease him.  

Halting your walk and turning to face him, you place your hand on his chest then push him backwards to the hood of a car and finally smash your lips against his. He groans deeply into the kiss when you slip your tongue inside, swirling it around with his own. When his hands find purchase on your hips, you grab a hold of them, slamming them on the hood, to then start rubbing his growing erection over the fabric of his clothes, which makes him gasp. As the kiss gets rougher and he grows even harder you stop your actions all together and step back, smirking widely at him, upon seeing his face contort in question as he readjusts himself in his pants, you say -

“Did you expect that, Joel?”

Chapter 6

@kirsteng42 😘

[idjitlili]

We could be heroes.

Jareth x reader.

Summary: Imagine making it out of the Labyrinth, for a while life goes well. Until you feel the need to reunite with the Gobin king.

Word count:1099

Warning: A little angst, then fluff.

Request for @chiefdirector sorry it’s so short! Xx

You hadn't meant to miss it, no you shouldn't have. Only months had went by since you had escaped the Goblin Kings grasp, along with who you had wished away , mistakenly.

It wasn't that you didn't feel anything for Jareth, it was just you had a family and life. You couldn't just leave them. Plus, how could you watch Ewan Mcgregor in Moulin rouge, or Lord of the rings or Star Wars. Oh no , how would you play Lego games on the Wii?

Sure if Jareth lived on earth or you could visit, but he made no effort to tell you anything, other than you can live with me forever and he'd be your slave. When it felt like you'd be the only that was slave. You did not want to be trapped in a place you didn't know.

Jareth did not want you to go, the sparkle in his mismatched eyes, almost like they they were watering. You had defeated him fair and square. You felt guilty, yes he had the goblins but he didn't have anyone else. Especially when the goblins aren't exactly the best to talk to.

Once you had returned home everything was great for a while; after that life started to get more difficult and cruel. You had began talking walks often, even if it was once week walking the dog. An Owl, much like the one Jareth had turned into, you'd see every single time. The same beige and cream owl.

After a couple of weeks you'd see him in other places, in your garden from your room, on your way to college/work, in the rain everywhere except indoor. In honesty you liked it, you felt safe, like someone was watching you and keeping you safe. You just didn't know that was exactly what he was doing.

You had not seen Jareth in months, after a particularly rough day, coming home an empty,  you found yourself calling for him. Sitting upon the stone out the back door, the chill of the air pricking your skin, Your head in your hands.

"I wish you were here, Jareth, right now." Nothing, no glitter, it didn't work. You weren't going to wish someone away again, you couldn't wish yourself , right?

The warm of hand gently placed against your shoulder snapped you from your thoughts, looking toward the body sat next to you. Jareth. His hair was not the same mullet as you had last since him with, now replaced with shoulder length reddish orange hair, no poof, a chunk of blond in his fringe. His pupils still mismatched surrounded with blue, his outfit the same glittery coat, tight pants.

Your eyes locking on to his, his face frowning sadly at your form, as your threw yourself into his arms. His arms wrapped around your shoulders protecting you from the cold air, your face pushed against his chest.

"I missed you."

"I know."

What felt like minutes being in Jareth's hold was really hours.  Engulfed in his smell, he smelt like you weren't sure, if you was to meet David Bowie that's what he would smell like.

His eyes upon your face, his hand upon your hand, his lips caress your skin. The soft touch of Jareth's lips against your forehead, as he stroked your hair, running his fingers through it.

'It's more than I can stand

Why does my heart cry?Feelings I can't fight.’

The thoughts running your head like a river, the man that had plagued your mind for months appeared by your side within seconds,you were pretty sure he lived quite far away. But those around you , did not. How were you supposed to feel.

“You're free to leave me, but just don't deceive me. Please, believe me when I say I love you.” For a king Jareth was not good with surprises, his heart had stopped, did he hear you right? Faes don’t age maybe something was wrong with him and only his eardrums aged.

“P-pardon? Y-you love m-me?” Stuttering on pretty much all his words , as he whispered in disbelief looking into your tired eyes for some sign of a answer. That nod of your head made his heart pound like a washing machine, his mouth gapped open.

Not once had anyone from his Labyrinth taken any interest in him.Not for a long , long , time had he felt loving affection from someone. Cupping your cheek with his left hand, his thumb , gently travelling over your cheek softly. His bright eyes staring into your e/c ones, thighs touching, as both your upper bodies were turned to face each other clearly.

“I love you too, even if you do not want to stay with me, I will forever be with you, Y/n.” The soft tone of his voice caused your heart to swell, a blush upon your cheeks. The goblin king was no monster, his words were gently kind, he never wanted who you sent away. It was never about them, it was about you. 13 hours not for you to get to the castle for him to win over your heart.

“But I do want to,Jareth.”

“May I kiss you?”

“Yes.” His lips were upon yours, a small peck of his soft lips , before your eyes opened again to look within his. Standing he offered you his hand, the moon like lighting up the features of his face. This frame outlined onto his shadow on the ground behind him.

“Come with me, I offer you my heart, I promise to bring you back if you no longer feel for me.” Taking the soft hand of the Goblin king he pulled you up carefully, into his chest before wrapping you within his cloak.

A small note to your love ones, that you had simply moved away for a new job, so there wasn’t a missing persons case on you.

In a place which you had no worries or stress, you lived, with the freedom to come home if you wanted. A Crystal gifted to you enabling you to see your family, you were happy. You just didn’t know how happy Jareth felt, he no longer kidnapped children only those that were in need of a new home, still being turned into Goblins.

I, I will be king

And you, you will be queen.

[kuronanox]

I can’t let go-Nozel

(Authors note: This may be angst or maybe not haha I've been in the mood! Also I've been a huge ass simp for Fuegoleon and Nozel! Help I can't like them both)

"I can't stand the sight of commoners talking to royals like it's their business." Nozel sneers in disgust as him, Fuegoleon and (Your Name) stood all side by side and watched the party go on in the ballroom.

"I'm basically a commoner!" (Your Name) tells Nozel with a grin as he rolled his eyes. She wore a regal dark green dress and her hair was curled elegantly. The shining gold around her neck and ears. She was definitely royalty to him.

"Adopted into royalty." He said in a matter of fact. "So it makes you royal." He adds ignoring the way she looked at him with amusement.

"You just won't admit you like a good for nothing commoner like me!" She stuck her tongue out and joined some of them into the dance floor.

"Always so harsh on your words." Fuegoleon chuckles as he watches the young teenage girl dance with some squad members.

Nozel shrugs as his braid moved along side with it. The two teens watched for a moment of silence before Fuegoleon broke the silence.

"I've been meaning to tell her about my feelings."

Nozel froze in his spot, his rival was interested in (Your Name). "Why does that matter to me." He plays it off and knits his brows growing bitter after each minute passes.

"I was just going to ask how you felt since she is technically a commoner... not that it matters to me." Fuegoleon adds with a smile of warmth staring at her as she smiled back at him with a grin and she slightly lost balanced but laughed it off.

Nozel felt jealous of how fond they were together. "I don't care what you do in your love life. It doesn't concern me."

Nozel was staring into space as he heard a knock on his office door. "Come in."

"Im sorry I needed advice." The Crimson Lion Captain says in a rush as he took a seat across from the desk. Fuegoleon looked as if he was sweating a ton and he didn't sleep that night.

"What is it?" Nozel sighs and signs off some papers he still hadn't finished.

"(Your Name) is back and I don't know what to do! I mean we've been together since we were 18 but I want to celebrate it! She's coming home after so many years!"

Nozel clutched his knees a bit and let go before rolling his eyes. "She should stay in that nonsense village and go live with those commoners she helps all the time." He adds with malice and a coldness that lingered in his heart.

Fuegoleon was silent before taking his leave. "I don't know why you are so bitter about her? Has she done you wrong in some way?"

"No." Nozel states and looks back up to his rival. "Many has done me wrong but I won't say to what it is... Now! I have a lot of paper work so if you wish to talk more nonsense to me I suggest to go to someone else."

"Well ...you are always welcome to visit her when she gets back." Fuegoleon invites Nozel before taking a leave.

"Nozel! Guess what?!" She cheerfully says to him as they walked around the kingdom doing small task for their captains.

"What is it?"

"Me and Fuegoleon are dating!"

He doesn't say a word and continues to walk, what could he say? Congratulations? I'm so happy for you? No he couldn't because that's not how he felt. As much as he despite the relationship he could never stoop so low to tell her how he felt now. It was to late.

"Are you happy?"

"Always!"

(Your Name) smelt the air of the Clover Kingdom and sighed in happiness. She was glad to be home again after being away for so long. After helping the less unfortunate and other villages she decided it was time to head home and be with the ones she loved.

Walking into the entrance of the the Crimson Lion base she spotted her favorite person in the world waiting with open arms.

She grinned as Fuegoleon looked back at her with longing eyes. She dropped her bags running towards his embrace. "I've missed you." (Your Name) whispers into his neck as he kissed her head. "I've missed you too love."

"It's been to long, I can't believe we lasted this long." She exclaimed as he picked up her bags from the floor. "I never doubted us." He tells her with a wink as they walked linked together into the base.

"(Your Name)!" Leopold yells running towards her with full speed and gives her a bear hug. She laughs and hugs the boy back. "You've grown little one!"

"Of course! I can't wait to show you how strong I've been!"

"I can't wait!" She says to him as he jumps excitingly like a little kid again. "Where's Mereoleona?" She adds.

"She wanted to come see you but you know she's doing Mereoleona things right now." Fuegoleon says slyly as they settled in.

Nozel frowned as he looked up to the Crimson Lion base. He really didn't want to see them together being all lovely dovey yet he missed her dearly. He was cold to her at times but he didn't know how to show he cared.

He wasn't surprised to see there was a spot saved for him at the table. They were close friends for a long time till she left to help the villages.

"Nozel!" She yells with excitement in her eyes as she rushed towards him and gave him a big hug. "I didn't know if you would show up!"

"Of course, I had to see this stupid girl after so many years away." He warmly smiled at her as she held his hands and grinned before showing him to his spot.

"I'm glad you came. She was asking for you." Fuegoleon tells Nozel with a happy smile. It was as if they were teenagers again.

"She really asked for me." He thought sadly with a warm feeling.

"I wrote letters but you never got back to me." She says as the banquet continued.

He hesitantly tried to say something before he made up a lie quickly. "I'm sorry, I don't think I ever got them."

It happened at the young age of 24 Nozel was starting to get tired of his endless emotions he felt for (Your Name). He was on a night walk to clear his thoughts when he heard familiar giggles from ahead of him.

"Stop! Someone might see us!" She tells Fuegoleon as he shakes his head, chuckles and grabs her waist to pull her closer. "Shh no one will, stop screaming then." He says as she gives him a small smirk.

"I didn't think Mr.Serious could loosen up a bit."

"Stop teasing." He blushes and kisses her cheek.

Nozel was fuming with anger as he watched the two interrupt his thoughts. He wanted to escape the two only to find them acting like children.

"Let's go home and finish this then." She tells Fuegoleon and he pouts a bit wanting to see the beautiful sky that night. Ignoring her statement he pulls her into a passionate kiss to which she returns before he nods and guides her back.

"Insufferable." Nozel says bitterly as he makes way back home with a heavy heart.

"Are you okay? You've been tightly holding your fork for a while." She calmly guides him back to reality. Nozel clears his throat and continues to eat. "I'm fine, I was just thinking about a new method to train my squad."

"Well me and Fuegoleon have exciting news! We might be trying for some kids now!"

"I get Nieces and Nephews! Woohoo I'm going to be the coolest uncle!" Leopold cheers as some fire comes off of him from excitement. "How many how many?!" He begged to know.

"As much as (Your Name) will let me have." Fuegoleon respectfully says giving her hand a light squeeze as she returned the favor.

Nozel stayed silent the whole time trying hard to be happy but nothing was working. "I just forgot I have to be up early tomorrow, I will take my leave. I give you my early congratulations." He says and walks off.

"I'll see you off." Fuegoleon says and walks side by side with Nozel. There was silence between the two and it was getting uncomfortable for the both of them to break it. "Why did you lie to her?"

"I didn't lie." Nozel grits his teeth and looks forward.

"I saw her letters on your desk before."

"Why do you care so much. We are adults now, I chose who I wish to contact." Nozel says sighing in expiratation.

"I only wish you told me how you felt about her before we got together." The older man says with guilty eyes. "I would never wish you pain even though you are my rival."

"I know you knew, I didn't think you'd bring it up."

Fuegoleon stops walking ahead and watches as Nozel silhouette disappears through the night. He truly never meant to hurt his friend and companion.

Dear Nozel,

It's been so long, I'm not sure if you have gotten my letters but I reassure you that when I get back things will go back to as when we were kids! I can't wait to go on adventures with everyone again unless I plan other things back home. The village side is beautiful, I only wished you could see it too. The grass is so green and the air is so fresh compared to the kingdom. I hope you've found someone by now, a girl that can handle that attitude of yours! Hmph I know you will make her the happiest she's ever been. Over protective, cold but caring and kind. The greatest treasure someone could have would be you Nozel. Lighten up a bit and let go. I'll see you soon.

Nozel sits on his desk reading all the letter she's ever sent him and sorrowfully burns them in his fire place. Her heart was too connected to another to see how much Nozel wanted her.

Maybe he could find someone, but you don't find love you just fall into it.

(Authors note: Angst? Also please leave some characters you would like me to write!)

[charliedawn]

Imagine being a deserter and General Hux having feelings for you (male reader, if you don't like it, don't read it.) warning : not for sensitive souls. I mean it.

To say that general Hux was pissed would be an understatement..He was in a foul mood. An execrable mood. A "get out of my way before I crush you like the insignificant insects that you are" mood. It had been 2 weeks already, and no sign of Y/N anywhere..He was starting to lose it and everybody knew it. JR-6025 was more than just a mere stormtrooper, he was general Hux's emotional support..Well, him and Millicent. Nobody knew exactly how it had all started, but since the day your paths had crossed, he had taken you under his wing and saved your life more times than he cared to admit..Of course, every time someone would ask you about your relationship with him (too scared to ask the general himself), you would deny everything and make it sound like a bad joke..But that didn't mean people didn't notice the way his gaze would settle on you as soon as you would be in the same room as him or the way you smelt like him often when you came back at late hours to the shared room of your unit..Many knew, but also knew better than to tease you about it or discuss it openly in either of your presence..Until your betrayal that is. Phasma had just finished the count, you weren't there. She felt a shiver run down her spine, knowing that that would probably crush Hux if you were to be the one who had freed the scavenger girl..

" Kylo Ren ?! Why was I not informed of the meeting that took place this morning ?! What's going on ?!"

General Hux asked, offended that Supreme Leader Snoke would think of him not capable of stopping rebel scum. Kylo Ren stopped abruptly and Hux nearly ran into him. Kylo sighed exasperatedly before turning towards him and Hux could feel that he was being serious.

" Because it concerns JR-6025.."

General Hux's eyes widened slightly in shock at the name, but he quickly frowned and made sure not to let any emotion take over his face or any thought overpower his mind.

" And ? Why should I care ?"

Kylo Ren stayed silent for a moment before shaking his head in false disappointment.

"You fool..you're in love with him, Hux ! Everybody in this damned ship knows it ! Even commander Snoke knows it !"

General Hux lowered his head as Kylo Ren lectured him, his eyes wide open in fear and shame..If Leader Snoke knew..Then that meant..

" That means he doesn't think your are the best for the job at the moment. We may have our differences, Hux, but I still value you as a general..Try to take some rest and get back when you will have learned to master your feelings."

And with that, Kylo Ren walked past him and it took all of Armitage's self-control not to punch the apprentice in the face, mask or not..He succeeded in keeping a stone face until he reached his room and, when he arrived, closed the door behind him. As soon as the door was closed however, Hux flexed his fingers in rage at the man he thought he knew..

" You left...You selfish little sewer rat !"

He punched the wall over and over while screaming his frustration out. When he was calm enough, he slumped down on his bed and felt something warm rolling down his cheeks. He raised his trembling hand to his right cheek and looked at the damp spots on his leather gloved fingertips..He was crying..Armitage Hux hadn't cried since..since his mother..He was about to walk out when he saw something move from the corner of his eyes..Milicent. He smiled sweetly at the little fur ball before petting its head affectionately. He then noticed something shiny attached to her collar..his ring. The ring he had offered JR-6025 as a promise of what their future would hold..A future that, he could now see, was only a dream.

1 month later :

It had taken a whole month, a whole month for you to reappear, accompanied by two other traitors no less ! When he had heard the news of your capture, it had taken all of his will power not to run towards your location.

However, when he sees you, his heart stops and he grits his teeths because of the anger, bottled up inside of him until that very moment..Here you are, as agonizingly enticing as he had always found you..Your (Y/C) eyes where a storm is raging and which seems to only get worse when you see him..He wants to kiss you so badly, to ask you what had gotten into you to ever leave him, to punch you repeatedly in your handsome face, to make you suffer just as much as he did when you left..However, he succeeds in restraining himself and straightens up to walk towards you, the sound of his perfectly polished shoes against the hard floor echoing through the huge spaceship container.

" Even after all this time..You still manage to disappoint me, JR-6025.."

He says in the most emotionless and nonchalant way he can, taking satisfaction at noticing the effect of his coldness towards you, the barely perceptible shiver and the defiant stare. When he takes you by the hair harshly, you can't help the small whimper of pain that gets out of your mouth. He seems to appreciate the sound and you're not surprised..He always liked to make you suffer, playing with your feelings, making you doubt every day of his true intents towards you..Even when he would allow himself to look weak in front of you, you would always be suspicious as to whether it was his true feelings you were shown, or just another mask to have a little bit of comfort in this big and cold ship..You look up at him with hatred in your eyes and he only smirks smugly at you.

" The rat finally got home ? Will wonders never cease ? You should have told us from the beginning that you would be coming back on your own, it would have saved us some valuable time.."

You groan when he pulls you harshly by the hair to whisper in your ear.

" You should have really stayed hidden, love..It would have made us both a huge favor..I don't like having blood on my hands. But for a traitor like you ? I'll make an exception."

He lets go of your hair and, to your surprise, slaps you so hard that you can feel warmth creeping onto your stinging cheek almost immediately. However, to his utter disappointment, you don't cry and don't talk either..You just stare at him with those big (Y/C) tempting eyes of yours and he feels his breath hitch, remembering why he had always been attracted to you..Not only were you good at your job and the only stormtrooper with somehow of a good aim, but it was the power you were radiating..He is addicted to that power, feels numb and lost without it..He groans in annoyance before yelling.

" You don't want to talk ?! Fine ! I'll make you scream then !"

He then orders some nearby stormtroopers to get the other two in a cell and to lead you to the interrogation room. From the moment he arrived in the room, it is the first time he sees an emotion on your face..You shout at him to stop and look panicked as your two friends are dragged away. However, you don't have the time to beg for mercy again that Hux takes you by the back of the neck and forces you to stand up. He tries to appear intimidating, which would be amusing since he is one head shorter than you, but the intensity in his eyes make up for that..He intimates you to stay quiet, raising a finger to his mouth and you nod, afraid of what he would do if you didn't..He then forces you to walk forward and asks the two stormtroopers that were guarding you to step away. You close your eyes and glance back at Armitage that doesn't look away and stares right back at you with such gravity that you don't dare ask where he is bringing you...Until you stop in front of his bedroom. Your eyes widen and you then turn around to voice your confusion when he suddenly barks at you.

" Get inside or I swear JR-6025 to shoot you in the legs and let you bleed out on the floor !"

At his threat, you nearly run inside the room and he quickly closes the door behind you. He takes a moment to calm himself, his nostrils flaring in obvious restrained anger. When he finally turns back towards you, he has a smile on his face that doesn't reach his eyes and you feel a lump in your throat. However, your attention on him falters when you feel a softness against your thigh and look down to see Millicent, she lets out a sweet little mewl and you find yourself smiling affectionately at the ginger cat. You take her in your arms and gently pet her fur as she comfortably settles into your arms. She brings you a certain reassurance in your current situation and you nearly forget about the furious red-head..until you feel the cold shape of a gun pointed at your head that is.

" Let her go."

You hear the familiar click, meaning that Hux is ready to shoot you in cold-blood if you don't obey. You raise your hands in surrender, and the cat, upset of not receiving more attention, jumps off your thighs. You look up at Armitage that seems conflicted and sigh loudly.

" Armitage.."

You start, but he cuts you off harshly.

" Don't call me by that name ! You don't deserve to call me by my first name !"

You don't know how to answer without further angering the man that seems on the verge of breaking point. He lowers his gun after a while and you take the opportunity to take him by the arm and yank him forward in your arms. He lets go of the gun and straddles your thighs instead and wraps his arms around your neck, trying to hide his tears in the crook of your neck while you gently pet the top of his head, finding the odd ressemblance of Hux and his cat..Both creatures are attention seekers and demand constant affection..Suddenly, he starts kissing up your neck and you groan..Another similarity to be noted, they are both terribly playful when it comes to the bed area..You could nearly hear him purr in your neck..You roll your eyes at the back of your head in pleasure when he starts biting and sucking at your neck, leaving bruises and making you rock hard..Another power that Hux had over you. He gently scratches your unshaved chin while smirking naughtily, knowing full well what he is doing to you.

" You little..!"

You don't get to finish that sentence as he kisses you profoundly and takes your breath away..The man had a tongue that could rival with the Devil himself..That it'd be to bring you pleasure or pain..You reciprocate and when he starts grinding against you, you know you're down for..However, you take the opportunity of his eyes closed to discreetly push the gun under the bed with your foot. When he opens his eyes again, you can distinctly recognize the flame of arousal in his eyes.

" Don't. Ever. Leave me. Again. Understood ?"

You smile at his sudden change of demeanor, even though you know that as soon as you will be out of this room, you will come back to being enemies..As for now, you needed to give him a reason not to execute you and take out his coat. His eyes widen as your hands start unbuttoning his uniform, but he quickly takes your hands and frowns up at you, all tenderness having left his face.

" What are you doing ?"

You sigh before shrugging and answering him with a certain passive resolve in your voice.

" Isn't that what you wanted ? Why you brought me to your room ? To tend to your basic needs ? Isn't that what I am to you, general Hux ? Just another stormtrooper that you can just discard of and replace with another ?"

As your words seem to gradually sink in, Hux's face distorts in obvious disgust at your insinuation and shakes his head before stepping away from you abruptly, as if being near you was suddenly painful..He flexes and unflexes his fingers and opens his mouth as if to say something, but reconsiders and looks at the floor instead. He is trembling with rage and you can feel a bit of pity for him. He had always been the one who you looked up to, and you had never wanted to leave him the way you had but..it was becoming harder and harder to love him when you knew that his reputation and his job would always outrank you. You are suddenly dragged out of your thoughts by a hand making impact with your already bruised cheek..It is the second time he slaps you. You silently promise yourself that there would be no third time..You look up at him and recognize the familiar mask of total disinterest and cruelty that Hux always put on when he was with prisoners..You're scared, but can't do anything besides cower in fear as he unbuckles his belt to wrap it around his hand until it forms some kind of ball. You know what is to come..You wouldn't get out of this bedroom alive.

" Very well, JR-6025. You want me to act like the perfect asshole that you seem to see me as ? Fine by me. Your choice. I'll execute your friends right now..I won't wait and make you watch as their last breaths leave their bodies.."

Your eyes widen in horror, but before you could say anything, he forces the belt in your mouth to make you bite on it. Your eyes prickle with tears, but he doesn't look at you anymore..He isn't Armitage, he is the monster you tried to get away from..Your heartbeat fastens as he looks at you almost ferociously before getting out something from his pocket..your ring. The promise of a tomorrow that you had wanted to believe in so bad..

" Do you remember this ? The only thing you left me.."

He seems almost nostalgic at the object, but his features quickly harden and he throws the ring across the room against a wall. It bounces and breaks under the pressure. Hux walks towards the scattered pieces and picks up a bright red tracking device that he had hidden inside the ring all those months ago..However, his eyes soon fall on you again and he smirks before walking towards you while rolling the small transmitter between his thumb and index. He then throws it on the bed and the sudden movement makes you whimper again in fear as you try to get as far away from him as possible, but he doesn't allow it. He takes you by the legs and yanks you towards him, his hair disheveled and an insane grin crossing his face.

" I admit..It was quite smart to put it on Millicent, that way I would never be able to track you down..It could have worked. You could have run..But, the thing that you overlooked, my lovely, is that I don't care how much time it takes me, I never lose what's mine.."

You frown and try to mutter something, but the sound is muffled by the belt and he sighs exasperatedly before taking the damn objet out of your mouth. You take multiple gulps of air before nearly growling out at him.

" This is what made me leave..I don't belong to you, Hux. Being your fuck buddy was fine for a while, but this..this is madness..You can't just expect me to be at your beck and call everytime you need someone to talk to and then forget I even exist ! I am not a dog ! You don't put a leash on me and expect me to get back !"

You yell angrily and, to your astonishment, he starts laughing before taking the belt and folding it and making a knot..as if it was a..You open your eyes at the realization and look up at him with tears in your eyes and shake your head vehemently.

" N..No..I forbid you ! You hear me ! I forbid you, Hux !"

In an instant, he is on you and no matter how hard you kick him or try to get him off you, he holds on.

" Stay still, or I'll bring the other stormtroopers in here and make them pin you to the bed while they watch me try to put some leash on you !"

You suddenly stand still and look up at him with wide eyes full of terror at the prospect, your chest heaving up and down with the rhythm of your quick heartbeat..He smiles satisfactorily at your new submission and gently runs his hand down your cheek almost affectionately.

" I always knew that brown was your color.."

You grit your teeths and want to bite his hand, but he pulls on the made-up leash and you hiss in pain. You still wiggle under him and try to push him off, but the leash was making it hard for you to think..Come on Y/N. Think..Think ! You suddenly take him by the throat and inverse your positions. You are now the one on top and him, looking at you with widened green eyes.

"J..JR-6025 ! Let me go this instant or I swear to make you sweep the floor of this ship for the rest of your miserable life !"

He yells, embarrassed and flustered, but you only grin, knowing that you had him exactly where you wanted. You suddenly grab the leash to yank him towards you and kiss him hungrily, the little moan escaping his mouth not going unnoticed by you. You chuckle darkly while he complains in his usual arrogant and high-pitched voice.

" This..This is not what I..!"

But, he is cut off by your hand above his slacks and gulps loudly..The man was redder than his own hair now and you smirk before teasing him.

" Red is your color, general..and my name is Y/N..You better remember it when you come.."

His jaw clenches at the use of his own words against him, but his words seem to stay stuck in his throat and he knows that no comeback would ever save his dignity with the way you are manhandling him..He can't help but moan and try to get even closer, forgetting all about the leash for now..He wants to tell you to stop, that this is not what he wants, that he wants you to stay with him forever..But he can't, and he knows you wouldn't listen anyway..He feels himself growing hard and tries to muffle his sounds by biting hard on his gloved hand.

You look at the gorgeous red-head and try to remember when you had ever thought he wasn't meant to be under you, like this..

"This is torture..knowing that in a few hours, we'll be back to being mortal enemies..I won't be able to enjoy the view of your beautiful flushed face.. '"

You say, genuinely sad at the thought and he tries to answer you between his heavy breaths.

" You..You wanted this..You..You chose HIM."

You frown in incomprehension, who is he talking about ? Hux's hold on the leash tightens as he answers your silent question with a voice dripping with hatred.

" You chose that no-good traitor..FN-2187.."

You face goes blank for a moment before you start laughing openly at Armitage's jealousy. He seems ashamed and upset at your sudden laugh and tries to push you off, but you can't help but take him in your arms as he tries to make you let go of him, unsuccessfully.

" Unhand me this instant, Y/N ! It's an order ! Stop laughing, you big oaf !"

You can't believe it, even after all this time, knowing what he had done, what he has done..You can't help but laugh and find him adorably cute sometimes..

" You should really stop behaving like a brat, general..and especially let your jealousy show so earnestly..I mean, I understand your little rivalry with Kylo Ren..But Finn ? Really ?"

He hides his face in your chest and mumbles.

" Shut up.."

You laugh again and he sighs against your neck..How did this little red-headed sweatheart made you lose your mind and fall head over hills over him ? Good question..

Suddenly, the door opens with a loud bang and you are both surprised to see Rose, Finn and Rey enter the room. They all look shocked by the compromising position you were both in, but don't ask. Rose is the first to react and yanks Hux out of the bed to beat him nearly to death while you are too shocked to react immediately. However, when Rey throws Hux over the room against the wall, holding him there for a few seconds before he could so much as blink, you quickly get the belt off of to put your clothes back on and stop her. Not that you had undressed that much anyway. You get the gun from underneath the bed and look at Hux that was trying his best to breathe, even though his face was turning slightly purple from the lack of oxygen. This is it. You could let Rey kill him and it would be the end..But, he looks at you and you know, you know that you can't let him die..One look at Rey and she lets him fall to the floor. They all wait outside while you look one last time at Armitage that was crawling on the floor and coughing loudly, trying to get back his breath. You sigh before crouching in front of him and gently take him by the chin for him to look at you in the eyes.

" I don't know if you've ever felt, or if you even know what love is ? But, I just know that I can't keep lying to myself. I love you, Hux, but no matter how much I love you, I can't fix you. You're too broken, my love..There are things that are simply too damaged to be fixed.."

When he finds his voice again, he replies with a tearful voice.

" I thought you would..I thought you would love me..as I am.."

You bite your lowerlip and have to look away in order not to crumble at his words or the desperate look he was giving you.

" Oh Armitage..Who could ever spend a life with a man that doesn't even know how to love ? This..all this is not love. Love is pure, shared and cared for..For me to stay, you must change your ways, become more than this cruel shell of a man..And frankly ? I don't think you can change..I thought you could, but now, I don't know.."

His breath hitches at your words and he starts sobbing, ducking his face so you couldn't see him. However, when you stand up to leave, he grabs your ankle to force you to look at him one last time.

" What if I changed..Would you stay with me then ?"

You think about it before answering him with a small hopeful smile.

" If it was up to me ? I would spend my life with the kind and emotional man that I fell in love with.."

But you then frown and shake your head, trying to chase those thoughts from your head.

"..But, you're a monster, Hux..Your possessiveness, cruelty and coldness are things that I simply can't stand with..I'm sorry, but this is goodbye, Armitage.."

You succeed in removing his hand and run out of the room to join the others while Armitage tries to stand up again, ready to run after you. However, he is too weak and feels his chest tightening around his heart..You had crushed him. He takes a few minutes to calm himself and when his head is no more foggy and he can stand up again, his eyes fall on a shadow at the door. When he looks up, he sees the tall and dark figure of Kylo Ren standing in the doorway. He doesn't say anything, but Hux could feel his accusative stare through the mask..He is pissed.

" I know..I know..I should have known better.."

He was expecting Kylo to kill him right now and there, but the man only stares at him for a few seconds before answering him with a question through his robotic voice with an almost compassionate tint it.

" It hurts..Doesn't it ?"

Armitage could have pretended not to know what he was talking about, play the fool and force himself to throw a snarky comeback, as he always did..But in all honesty ? He was just too damn tired to do that. He just looks up at Kylo Ren with a small bitter smile.

" Yes. It does."

Kylo only nods understandingly, it would be the only time that the two men ever agreed on anything..Too bad that it was that they were both monsters that were too stubborn to let go...Kylo would remember that moment when he would take his final breath, wondering if Hux was waiting for him in Hell ? The answer would come to him in a simple word: obviously. Kylo Ren never smiled, he didn't find anything funny enough for the corner of his lips to etch into a true smile..But knowing that he would have a friend in Hell ? That. That made him smile.