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harry-sussex · 2 years ago

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Okay guys, as promised, another long post! Day 2, another one of the craziest days of my life - brace yourselves. This is a wild ride from start to finish - I put my blood, sweat, and tears (literally) into this one.

On Friday, I did a lot - I headed to the National Gallery (where I cried, like a lot, you know how much I love art), and then I went to BP and the mall to scope out locations and check out the vibe for the coronation, and then I met @duchessofostergotlands for dinner (she’s as fun, hilarious, and sweet as you’d expect, we had a blast).

After dinner, I decided I’d head on over to Parliament / Big Ben / the London Eye / etc. just to do the touristy thing, because why not?

I spent about an hour just roaming about, basking, doing whatever when I decided to head on over to the Abbey, just to check it out, see with my own two eyes the place where William and Catherine got married, where the coronation was going to happen, all that.

So I’m just roaming about, staring at the Abbey (which is massive and beautiful, by the way), chatting with some policemen and also texting @claireofluxembourg and @cambridgemadness about how crazy it all was and how it didn’t seem real and just how different things are now, you know?

In the middle of our conversation, I get this absolutely PANICKED text from Vanessa:

So I immediately freak out and call them both and they’re like SOS RED ALERT THIS IS NOT A DRILL GO GO GO GO GO so all three of us are at the same time looking at the fastest route from the Abbey to Oswald’s while on the phone and I’m sprinting in whichever direction I saw first and it’s no joke 23 minutes on foot and not worth waiting for the tube. So I start booking it, and I mean BOOKING it while V and Ara are on the phone trying to find a route while I’m just going going going. And they’re telling me who was spotted going in and what time the royals got there and when they think they’d leave, the whole conversation was just a rapid, frenzied SOS THIS IS NOT A DRILL SOUND THE ALARMS RED ALERT GO GO GO GO GO GO GO GO GO. So I’m on the phone with two people and it’s pitch black minus the (very occasional) street lamp and I am not even looking at anything other than Google Maps on my phone. Before I knew it, I was crossing the bridge at St. James’ Park and as I’m getting to the other side I am still booking it SO quickly and I’m not paying attention to anything other than my phone and I am most definitely NOT watching where I was walking and it was so dark that I literally SLAMMED myself, full force, RIGHT into one of those black metal bollards at 100mph. I didn’t stand a chance of catching myself so I go flying, my bag goes flying, and I land on my hands and knees (but like, my knuckles, which are still scratched to hell btw). The whole thing hurt like hell (my right knee is legit purple lmao) but I somehow managed to hang onto my phone. So without hesitating for even a second I IMMEDIATELY got up, completely ignored my battle wounds, and frantically started grabbing my stuff while shouting “YES I’M FINE IT’S FINE EVERYTHING IS FINE” to the 5 million people yelling “ARE YOU OKAY??” from every corner of the park. I legit didn’t even stop - this woman almost had to chase me down because my wallet (!!) went flying and I didn’t even notice amid the chaos.

Unfortunately (but hilariously), I am still on the phone with Vanessa and Arantxa while the commotion is happening and they heard the whole thing, including my body slamming into first the bollard and then the pavement and my “oof” as I’m going down and then the groan once I’d landed and of course they are both crying laughing, which is where this post came from (I am also laughing out loud reading this as I’m writing lmao):

So at this point I’m bleeding, I’m half limping, I’m breathing heavy and sweating because I’m booking it, I almost lost my wallet, I’m still more than 10mins from Oswald’s, and I’m crying laughing at myself while Vanessa and Arantxa are dying laughing at me and honestly that part alone, battle wounds and all, was one of the highlights of my entire trip because let me tell you, it was HILARIOUS - nothing like uncontrollably cracking up with your friends even when they’re thousands of miles away.

Anyway, so I eventually make it to Albemarle Street and get to Oswald’s in one piece and relatively okay considering the earlier incident - I was still bleeding, though. I saw a few paps, some Range Rovers and Audis, plenty of protection officers and security, and maybe 5 regular people like me taking iPhone pictures on the sidewalk. So I found my spot and flung myself in between these two fancy cars across the street and slightly to the left of the entrance. I had my phone in my hand still (I literally did not put it down for a single second in more than 24 hours lmao) so I immediately start snapping pics while Arantxa and I are yelling about God only knows what. Vanessa had to hang up (I was so sad) but Arantxa stayed on the phone with me the entire time - poor thing had to listen to the whole commotion for more than an hour.

So I’m frantically snapping pictures without looking and when I finally get situated I look up I see Crown Prince Akishino and Crown Princess Kiko of Japan just like… standing there. Less than 20 feet away from me. Right across the street, on the sidewalk, like the world had decided “this is really not a big deal.” So naturally I’m completely starstruck and I couldn’t find any words so I’m just yelling “JAPAN!!! JAPAN!!! to Arantxa on the phone while she was also yelling into the abyss. Honestly I wish I could see security footage of this because the vision of me yelling on the sidewalk and her yelling on the phone was probably the comedy show of the century.

So eventually it occurs to me that they’re, like, literal people, who actually exist, who can hear and see and communicate just like I can, standing right in front of me, so I just start bellowing “HIIIIII!!!!” from across the street, waving so enthusiastically, and they looked at me and made eye contact and smiled! The Crown Prince and Crown Princess of Japan smiled at me! Acknowledged my presence! Communicated with me! Knew I existed, for even just a moment, can you believe it?

I couldn’t for the life of me figure out why nobody else on the street was saying hi - even after I said hi and waved, I figured somebody else would get the idea too, but nope - it was just me in an absolute tizzy, frantically waving and saying hi and using their names and telling them to have fun at the coronation and whatnot. I found out later that the women next to me were only there for the Canadian Prime Minister Justin Trudeau (lol), so they had no clue who these other people were (fun fact, he never came out). They weren’t even fun about it - they were kind of judgmental about it. “Oh, you run a royal blog? I don’t care about any of these people.” They tried to be a buzzkill, but not on my weekend - no way.

Before I knew it, the royals just kept coming, and I just kept yelling and saying hi and waving, because why not, you know? Once in a lifetime, what was I going to do? Play coy? Act shy? Act like I didn’t know who they were even though I’ve known for years? Please. Literally - you only live once. When was I ever going to get the chance to see them again? Much less all at once?

And seriously, they just kept coming. At one point I was begging Arantxa to write it all down and I was also frantically trying to write in my little notebook and snap photos and pay attention without missing anything important (more on that last part later). All of the pictures are awful because I wasn’t looking at my phone while snapping them, I was just looking at the door, but you’ll see.

After Crown Prince Akishino and Crown Princess Kiko:

Prince and Princess Michael of Kent - I didn’t say anything to Princess Michael, of course (she got in on the other side of the car anyway), but I did say hi to Prince Michael and told him to enjoy the coronation and he waved and smiled at me!

Then came King Jigme Khesar Namgyel Wangchuck and Queen Jetsun Pema of Bhutan. I said hi and waved at first and they both honestly seemed quite shy, but then I bellowed YOU LOOK SO PRETTY!! at the Queen and she smiled at me!! She really is so stunningly beautiful. Like, so beautiful.

And after that… came Prince Andrew, The Duke of York. I don’t know why I wasn’t expecting that, but I wasn’t, and it took me a minute to figure it out and once I did, I literally gasped out loud and said “it’s Andrew” to nobody in particular (except Arantxa I guess lol), but yeah. I didn’t say a thing to him of course, just took pictures. He didn’t look up at anyone or make a single expression or anything - he and his team booked it to his car at the far end of the road which was in the complete opposite direction of the paparazzi. I didn’t think a 60 year old man could move that fast without breaking a sweat (lol) - top right is him keeping his head down and bottom right is the best shot I could get of his team absolutely sprinting to the car on the far end of the street:

I will forever, forever, forever, FOREVER be furious at myself about this next one. 2 days later and I am still absolutely dumbfounded and so, so, so pissed at myself. I saw this guy and I thought it was Grand Duke Henri of Luxembourg - I couldn’t tell though, so I was absolutely fixated on it. He went right, and I was snapping pictures so I could figure it out later, and I didn’t look left. Didn’t even think of it again until later when I was scrolling through my pictures. Spoiler alert, it was not Grand Duke Henri. Not only that, but even worse - leaving to the left at the same time were King Carl XIV Gustaf and Crown Princess Victoria of Sweden - aka half the reason why I booked it over there (wounds and all), because Victoria is, of course, one of my favorites. I’m absolutely furious at myself - I cannot believe I wasted my eyesight on a random guy who I thought was Grand Duke Henri when CROWN PRINCESS VICTORIA was RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY FACE!!!

So of course I didn’t get to wave or say hi to her because I didn’t even SEE HER because I am an IDIOT and I cannot stop thinking about the idea that she may have seen me waving to all of these people and saying hi and that she might think I have no idea who she is because I DO and I am so SAD that I didn’t get to say hi to her. AND I booked it all the way across London and fell and got bruised and bloodied specifically for her (see Arantxa’s post lol), and I didn’t even realize because I was looking at someone who wasn’t even the person I thought he was! And I’m far less interested in him! But here she is, with her father, proof that she was in front of me, which doesn’t really matter a lot in the grand scheme of my weekend, but I guess it’s something.

After, Crown Prince Haakon and Crown Princess Mette-Marit of Norway came out. I was SO excited to see them - the Norwegians are my next favorite royal family after the Brits, so my excited “HI HAAKON!! HI METTE-MARIT!!!” plus my frantic waving maybe have been a little too much for the average person, but Mette-Marit was totally unbothered by my nonsense! She made eye contact, smiled, laughed, AND waved back!! She was so sweet I can’t stand it. I always thought she seemed like a sweetheart but her reaction was one of the best parts of my night. They both got in the car on the other side of the street so I didn’t get to see her too closely in person but her hair is so pretty! So blonde and shiny!! Side note - have no idea if I pronounced either of their names right - ‘Met-tee Marie’? ‘Met-eh Marie’? ‘Met Mur-it’? ‘Hay-con’? Hah-con?’ - who knows, but I tried. I said “Hah-con” and “Met Marie”.

Then came (in this order) Vice Admiral Sir Timothy Laurence and Princess Anne, The Princess Royal. I about fell over when I saw Tim - the guy is HUGE! We knew this, it’s not news, but he’s about 10 feet taller than Anne. He came out solo at first and I literally gasped and yelled “TIM!! VICE ADMIRAL, HI!!!” It was definitely too much for dignified, stoic Tim lol but he did say hi out loud, didn’t really smile or nod but he did look in my general direction, no eye contact. He went back inside I guess to fetch Anne because they both came out and I absolutely lost it with Anne! “HI ANNE!! ENJOY TOMORROW!!!” She absolutely ignored me in the most Anne way possible, didn’t even flinch, I might as well have not been there at all. The most typical Anne response to a frantic American yelling her name from across the street - I’m not even upset that she outright ignored me, I almost would’ve been disappointed if she did anything more. It wouldn’t have matched the vision of her personality that’s in my head - happy we’ve been right all these years. No-nonsense Anne (and trust me, I was giving nothing but nonsense). Anne - the biggest badass on earth.

Afterwards came Crown Prince Frederik and Crown Princess Mary of Denmark. Mary is PRETTY, like so so so pretty. Her hair is absolutely stunning. I completely forgot that we usually call Frederik “Fred” and I totally butchered his name when I said hi, so it came out “HI FRED-*stutter*-RICK!” which didn’t make any sense at all, it came out as jumbled, gargled nonsense. I got it together with Mary though because I was like “MARY!!! HI!! YOU’RE SO PRETTY!! ENJOY TOMORROW!!!!!” Mary looked genuinely delighted to see me, almost like she couldn’t believe that anyone on the sidewalk had any clue who she was. Their car was a bit closer to my side of the road - more in the middle lane than the left lane - so I got such a good look at her face and we made such direct eye contact and her face like lit up!! She waved and smiled and said hello out loud and I could hear her plain as day and she was just such a bright ray of sunshine, it made my night! What an absolute sweetheart! I was so happy to see her and wave to her and have such an interaction that I literally blacked out and forgot about the pics until they got in the car and drove off so I only have the picture of the car below - you can kind of see Fred’s head through the rear window, but that’s about it.

And then The Duke and Duchess of Edinburgh, The Lady Louise Mountbatten-Windsor, and James, Earl of Wessex. I saw James through the door first and he’s just so adorable. After a few ins and outs of the door by security, Edward came out first, and at this point, I didn’t care how I looked because they’d all been so nice so far! Edward smiled, that made me happy, I feel like crowds probably don’t go crazy for him too often. And then Sophie - she outright WAVED and smiled and made eye contact, and I caught it on camera!! I told her to enjoy tomorrow and she is the only one of the bunch I remembered to call “Your Royal Highness.” She’s also so pretty. Like smiley! Happy! I didn’t say anything to James because he is a child, but I waved just in case - he kept his head down though, definitely a shy little thing. I also gently said hi to Louise (not as frantically as I did to her parents and everyone else) and she gave me like a half not-smile but that’s okay because it must have been so weird to see someone like me across the street from her.

The last group to come out with security was Princess Beatrice, Edoardo Mapelli-Mozzi, Princess Eugenie, and Jack Brooksbank. I was… mildly surprised and definitely bummed with this group. I wasn’t expecting much from Jack but I thought I’d get something out of the rest of them, some kind of smile or nod or something, but nope. I know they don’t owe me anything, but I was kind of bummed that they didn’t acknowledge anything. I even yelled my congratulations to Eugenie and Jack on their pregnancy and they didn’t flinch, but not in a fun way (like Anne). Not sure what I was expecting - maybe my expectations were different because everyone else generally seemed mildly happy to acknowledge a fan? I don’t know, but it bummed me out. As an aside, Beatrice’s hair is just as pretty in person - if not more - than it is in the photos.

So after the York princesses and their husbands left, security and the paparazzi scattered pretty quickly. I stuck around for quite a while, but when the restaurant’s security started getting into a van to leave, I went and asked one of them if Crown Princess Victoria was still in there (because, at the time, I had no clue she had already left because I am dumb). He told me nobody was left in there, so I sat down on a stoop and rambled to Arantxa about how that was the most badass day and just hung out outside for a while. I was out there for I don’t know, 15 minutes after security left? I just sat on the stoop looking at my phone and then out of nowhere I looked up and saw Mike and Zara Tindall walking out of Oswald’s! No security! And not only that, they didn’t even get into a car! They just walked down the street like it was absolutely no big deal! I was so surprised to see them - I wasn’t expecting anyone else because the security guard said nobody was left inside. So I jumped up and yelled “ZARA!! MIKE!! HI!!!” and they both waved and smiled! They then posed for a picture for someone across the street (I got the back end of it, so sweet) and just went on their merry way.

So all in all, I saw TWENTY-FIVE (25!!!!!!!) royals and royal adjacents on Friday:

Crown Prince Akishino of Japan

Crown Princess Kiko of Japan

Prince Michael of Kent

Princess Michael of Kent

King Jigme Khesar Namgyel Wangchuck of Bhutan

Queen Jetsun Pema of Bhutan

Prince Andrew, The Duke of York

King Carl XIV Gustaf of Sweden

Crown Princess Victoria of Sweden

Crown Prince Haakon of Norway

Crown Princess Mette-Marit of Norway

Princess Anne, The Princess Royal

Vice Admiral Sir Timothy Laurence

Crown Prince Frederik of Denmark

Crown Princess Mary of Denmark

Prince Edward, The Duke of Edinburgh

The Duchess of Edinburgh

The Lady Louise Mountbatten-Windsor

James, The Earl of Wessex

Princess Beatrice, Mrs. Mapelli-Mozzi

Edoardo Mapelli-Mozzi

Princess Eugenie, Mrs. Brooksbank

Jack Brooksbank

Zara Tindall

Mike Tindall

That doesn’t include the coronation or any of the other incredible things and people I got to see this weekend. Just Friday night, on the side of the road, among a whopping 10 people looking to see and greet royalty from all over the world. What a wild ride. I will never see this many of them in one place ever again. It is likely I never will see any of them ever again. It is also likely that I never would have seen most of them in my lifetime. Even if I did see them at another time in this life, I never would have gotten the chance to greet them and say hi and have some form of non-verbal communication with most of them without Vanessa and Arantxa’s tip-off to head to Oswald’s and without that now-infamous sprint through St. James’ Park. I didn’t leave until midnight, with the coronation the next day, and I don’t regret it a bit. That’s a story for another time, though.

Blood, sweat, and tears, baby. Blood, sweat, and tears. I still cannot believe how lucky I was and how lucky I am. Worth it? Absolutely - worth every second. Battle wounds and all.

#katie goes to london pt. 2 #I cannot possibly tag this many of them #so #British royal family #swedish royal family #Norwegian royal family #Bhutan royal family #japanese imperial family #danish royal family #isn’t this fucking wild guys #I’ll never get over it #5/5/2023

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rock-n-macabre · 10 months ago

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hiii!! if you want to, what are some headcanons you have for severen💗💗

Howdy, Anon! 🖤✨ I absolutely loved this ask - thank you ! Severen is definitely an enigma of a man and it was a blast to write these HCs for him! I wanted to write him in a different light - as much as I would want lovey Sevvy because lovey Sevvy is adorbs 🖤 - I decided to play with the reckless bad boy side.

Hope this is ok!

(also y'all please don't hesitate to send more requests - I'm happy and honored to write for y'all!)

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Severen Van Sickle HC's

🩸 Hard toss up if Severen bought or made his necklace himself. A part of me wants to say Mae made it for him as a thank you for him showing her how to shoot a gun.

🩸High chance of him being besties with the likes of Johnny Ringo and the cowboys before he was turned in Tombstone,AZ.

🩸As much as i'd want to say Severen would be head over heels for someone , he probably mistakens the feeling for that of lust. Wanna be turned? Best recommendation for your 'Survive Severen' plan would be to come up with something wild.. either an action or say some wildness to catch him off guard so that you're not bled out. Boom. Turned. He may be a little cranky pants at first because he is king of one night stands, but he stays true to code and would take one under his wing as his mate.

🩸When he is yours.....look out. I feel like it's a common HC for him to be territorial as all get out, and lawd help anyone who dares to make eyes at you. Also massive sex fiend. Bathroom quickies are a must.

🩸But behind this primal man..RAWR-apex- predator- rabid -possum man... lies one of the most loyal guys that will legit go through hell and back for you. Oh, he forgot something? He'll gladly do it again and be back with bells on.

🩸As much as I want to believe he gets sentimental like anyone would be open with their partner...I feel as if the moment he begins to , he feels vulnerable and will catch himself before fully letting his walls down. Cherish the small moments .

🩸When he got hit by the 18 wheeler, he probably checked another near death experience off his bucket list. Boyo is definitely as much of a masochist as he is a sadist. He will definitely get half cooked and be like "imma do it again!".

🩸I feel as if you got to mate status he would definitely find it attractive if you go in for a neck nibble on him . He'd either a) be smitten because that's a turn on to him or b) be taken aback and full defensive mode all like stay away from uncharted grounds!

🩸He definitely would want to feed off his mate. Now....you miiiiiiight have to pull him off of you so you don't get drained too much, but he likes the closeness and territorial side of the act.

🩸Now feeding off him? He'd expect you to hunt for yourself (he would love hunting together) ..he wants you to fit in and get the seal of approval. But if you get injured badly and need some blood to help recoup quicker? He might make an exception. As noted above, he might be into it if you can reach that level of intimacy with him 🖤

🩸Would 10/10 give you his spur. That's the same as a ring to him. Would hunt Caleb back down or steal it right off his boot (if Caleb stayed with the Hooker clan and didn't pull his BS) to give to his mate. You're all his, par'ner.

🩸Even though yeah he would be a goof around his mate to always captivate their attention...and yeah he can also act aloof in public towards prey....it's a front. The dude is actually super smart. He's an apex predator.....if he blew his cover right off the bat, what fun would that be? He's calculating, devious and knows things....even before he was turned, swaying people wasnt his first rodeo. He wrote the book on it.

🩸Does he have a vampire ex out there? Probably not. Dude has a hard time drawing the line when feeding. Go all in.....go big or go home. No work goes unfinished. There's a tragic romantic part of me that has the HC of Severen might have had a love interest before he was turned. When Jesse turned him, Severen didn't know how to control this new insatiable thirst and drained his mate. Could also play into a possibility as to why he could never get close to someone again from the past trauma....he won't admit to it, but it's there.

#severen van sickle #severen near dark #near dark 1987 #near dark #headcanon #slashers

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thedawningofthehour · 1 year ago

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Tbh I just love how Deep In The Shit Draxum and Galois are at this point with whatever the outcome of all of this is. I think, in a lot of stories where a main character is brainwashed and joins the bad guys, they always pull their punches in how long it lasts and what they do while they've switched sides. But here, not only has Draxum gotten Donnie/Galois to do some Heinous Shit (not only to his family once he figures all that shit out, but like. Yknow. War) but also??? The genuine emotional bond.

Like. In terms of long term damage and pain, the genuine care and rapport Draxum and Galois have is probably my favorite* part of DOTH because how do you 1) resolve the idea of someone who you think loves and cares about you and you have more in common with than almost anybody doing THAT to you and 2) how do you process that part of your life where things were undeniably good (and in some ways better) with the fact that it only came from pain and led you to do horrible things?? Every single twist in this story has me on the edge of my emotional seat Donnie is going to have psychological issues beyond comprehension when this is all done

*this is technically a lie because my real favorite thing about DOTH is your fantastic hidden city worldbuilding. Its become canon to me and also I could hear about how yokai society works forever. You really make it feel real in a way that really makes the story click. I also lump Draxums family under here bc they are legit fantastic break Bella out of jail so i may propose marriage

I very much dislike it when authors so clearly try to keep their precious darlings from doing anything problematic. Especially when they're trying to portray them as being morally grey or in the wrong, or even just showing poor judgement.

Katniss kills a civilian woman without hesitation to protect her squad. Zuko burns down Kyoshi village searching for the Avatar. Daenerys throws an entire region into chaos in her noble but naïve attempt to wipe out slavery. These are all characters we're supposed to like, that we generally do still like in spite of their problematic actions. (unless you're a Dany hater, in which case get off my blog and learn some reading comprehension) Their misdeeds give them depth, places to improve themselves and mature. That's what characters should be doing. If your protagonist keeps their hands clean the entire time, not only do they end up passive observers in their own story but it gives them no opportunity for growth. Daenerys learning from her ignorance and sculpting herself into a better ruler is not only a major component of her own story, but it's what sets her apart from the five kings. Avatar wouldn't be half of what it is without Zuko's redemption arc. And Katniss had to be that merciless, fatalistic Mockingjay to kill Coin-and killing Coin changes the meaning of the entire story.

The fucking world-building. I just watched a video today on world-building tips, and the guy doing the video essay used a Rubic's Cube as a metaphor for putting together all the different parts that make up a living, interesting fictional world and making them work together, with the disclaimer of DO NOT BUILD YOUR ENTIRE GODDAMN WORLD IN FULL DETAIL FOR THE LOVE OF GOD THAT IS IMPOSSIBLE YOU WILL DIE. And I felt that on an emotional level. I've been re-reading ASOIAF lately, and I'm starting to develop more sympathy for Germ taking 'checks notes' twelve years so far to write the next book. I think he's legit weighed down by Worldbuilder's Disease and now the story is too big for him to hold up. I very much enjoy the world-building, don't get me wrong, I wouldn't be doing it if I didn't. But oh my god it is a well with no bottom and I am pressing my feet and shoulders against the side trying not to fall.

#doth asks #i have no idea if anything i just said makes sense #i always love hearing from you though <3

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jungkkyuk · 1 year ago

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I just want to say that the way I see people talking about tae (and I’ll add-in joon/yoongi too) the past few weeks, and especially the past couple days, really doesn’t sit right with me.

And trust me, I’m plenty down for criticizing something one of the guys does, that’s not the problem AT ALL. Have at it! But some of y’all fr cross the line into sounding like antis, but then get all offended when someone says you sound like one! When I find myself reading things about tae from some of y’all, saying the same shit that tkkrs were also saying yesterday, I can’t help but think you are crossing the line and need to take a step (or three) back to reality.

Cuz like sorry, when you say that tae is a bad friend, or that he’s INTENTIONALLY doing things that he knows brings hate to jimin or jk??? That’s anti talk. To act like you KNOW for a fact tae’s intentions for why he does something, or act like any of the members for sure know about i-army fan bullshit (really??), or that we know what is actually happening with the members’ personal lives or between them interpersonally? Like for real, check your emotions and realize that we know JACK SHIT.

It’s very, VERY possible that y’all are reading something COMPLETELY wrong, making all kinds of assumptions and projections onto tae (and also jk and jimin in the process) and legit getting angry and harboring and spreading negative feelings about him over something that we know maybe, 10% about, if even!

I 100% trust that if either jk or jimin had any kind of issue at all with kim taehyung, they would not hesitate to hand him his ass on a platter at any time and rectify the issue immediately.

And again, I’m not talking about just saying “I don’t like that he’s doing that. It seems sus.” I’m talking about clearly saying or insinuating that he’s intentionally hurting his closest friends to the point that you are angry for jk and jimin over something that very well may not even be A THING with them.

To close, I’d just like to quote 🎵HUH?!🎵 by agust d (ft. jhope):

#sorry y’all #I like to keep it light and fun #but it REALLY REALLY gets to me when people act like we actually know them personally #and that we know all the facts and therefore have some kind of right to make and spread false assumptions #to the point that people are saying joon is jealous of jimin (LIKE WHAT??)#or that tae is name dropping jk and purposely causing jimin hate on twt over it #or to be pissed that any of them don’t post something on their fucking insta #is RIDICULOUS #and I know the parasocial relationship really be parasocial-ing sometimes but #WE 👏 DO 👏 NOT 👏 KNOW 👏 THEM 👏 LIKE 👏 THAT #like we just found out yoongi’s dad had liver cancer and nobody knew!#any of them could also have these same things going on with their families #or even god forbid themselves!#we wouldn’t know!#not to mention everything jimin went through and talked about on face???#and y’all mad they didn’t make an insta post to make you feel better #anyway - moral of the story is that WE KNOW NOTHING #mine #*#jikook #kookmin

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aquillis-main · 2 years ago

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Ignoring Jehtt's parody for a sec

-It was 200 years of Iblis. I legit don't think there's a profit to scamming people into thinking they can save the future. 2-3 gens directly tied to the Great Disaster already are dead, and GUN seems gone too

-We already beat Iblis only to see him reincarnate again. We can already infer Silver beat him many times with no difference. In fact, he legit considers giving up in frustration

-Mephiles wouldn't even be the first suspect. Blaze's fire powers scared survivors, but Silver stood by her (sadly this is in bios)

-The intro CG cutscene notes the generational divorce from the event. No one knew where Iblis came from cuz it's been so long, only that it ravaged the planet for eons. Silver is noted to question the origin, getting nothing

So yeah, I'll take hearing this shifty stranger's new theory, cuz repeatedly killing Iblis 3 million times is doing nothing but exhaust me, regardless if I die to this stranger or not. It's not like I can make this worse (in my context)

Other things;

-Silver's reaction to Meph saying to time travel:

Not "oh yeah I immediately believe you" like 90% of parodies, it's him gauging interest after dismissing the first prompt

Even to Meph saying "Oh yeah, I can time travel" it's more dismissal (though tinged with amazement)

when Meph notes the Iblis Trigger the first time, both Blaze and him just ponder a sec before hesitating to ask if killing him would save the world, their first true mistake. But again, better than just mindlessly killing Iblis over and over

Then Meph bothers bringing articles on screen showing the Egg Carrier's crash and release of Iblis, then the Emerald showing Sonic's visage in the fire (glares slightly more angry), Blaze being perturbed cuz she knows of one, and Meph immediately time traveling them before much of anything can be said in protest

If it were me, I'd have them question how he found this info, with him revealing that he stumbled upon a Chaos Emerald that showed him the image of a blue hedgehog (which he'll show to Silver like OG, only with Sonic expressing better than wood), leading him to do research on him, and finding the article of Elise dying in a crash despite his chase. He'll then note research of time travel done in GUN logs of when they checked Eggman's base after the crash, noting the process being risky. Silver and Blaze can ask why he can't do it, which...I mean look at him, he's deformed and barely hobbling (interestingly nowhere as much as the Shadow release scene, or later twirl), likely frail as heck (we know he isn't if we the audience played Shadow's story first). He'll attract unwanted attention outside supposed fraility, vs how the powerful Blaze/Silver look a smidge more stable. They'll admit having nothing to lose/repetition, then Meph warps them

But otherwise, I feel the Silver bias is glossing events a wee bit too much, and parodies aren't helping. It's legit wanting to break useless repetition that drives most of Silver's hasty actions

"But he looks evil"

The entire world is homeless. Being remotely not brazen is an anomaly if anything (Blaze at least has an excuse)

Also what's he gonna do, jump the guy that has psychokinesis? He looks weak as hell

I still think that Silver shouldn't have jumped to follow Mephiles so easily when the latter spouted out shit about 'Chickens and eggs', especially since it seems he and Blaze just willingly follow Mephilies into his crack den of info he shouldn't have. I'm sorry, but I feel Silver just hopped on a little too quickly. If there was a scene of him and Blaze arguing with each other about going to follow, I'd buy it a lot more than it is now. However, since the cutscenes skip that moment and have Silver and Blaze immediately follow Mephiles to his crack den without thinking, it still comes across to me as Silver and Blaze being stupid, not naive.

I appreciate you trying to help clear out some aspects of this, but without the key moment of Silver and Blaze arguing about going to listen to Mephiles or not, it comes across as an idiot kid being taken by a guy with a white van to me, especially since the only time Silver stops to consider his decision is when Amy tells him to not kill Sonic and dashes off. After that, he doesn't ever really question if he's doing the right thing, and just blindly trusts the guy that showed him a vision of Sonic in fire with a really pissed off look, and not much other information besides anecdotal evidence.

#Aquillis Answers #kinopioa #Silver the Hedgehog #Sonic the Hedgehog #Sonic 06

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forgottenroderick · 4 months ago

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thelongforgottenrealm so i think that there are so good ideas here!!! I think the idea of just this cycle of life/death/rebirth and possible belief in reincarnation, too, might work w/ just how roderick views the world??? and perhaps, this idea that he might be reborn again, after death, makes him even MORE hesitant to select an heir?? especially if like ... they think that god's ~chosen~ or whatever could potentially be resurrected with his old lives memories in tack or soemthing idk ... basically roderick seeing himself LITERALLY rising the ashes of his own death one day or something?? and maybe he also thinks he is on some holy war to cleanse the world from false religions and bring about the way of the one true god and he is here to burn the world and see it reborn again in the way of the truth faith? i also love that it is a religious thing to burn witches in order to purify them again lasjflsajfj forgottenroderick @thelongforgottenrealm elizabeth, i am OBSESSED w the idea that roderick isn't just symbolically choosing himself over his kids by refusing to select an heir, but LITERALLY doing so bc ~he might be reincarnated and will want his empire back!!! laksjdfkljsjlf ooooh and the chosen being resurrected w his old memories!!! roderick def like 'that's me!!!!!' laskjdfkljdsf and lowkey tryna pretend to himself that he 'remembers' calainons life or smth slkdjfksljdf omg now im TBC like 'what if there was another charge the varmonts ~used to use but roderick made it the phoenix to represent HIMSELF ;lfjlkasdjfk and yesssss i agreeeee i feel like he's def on that crusade to purge the world of other religions and ensure that the one true god, HIS god (lowkey himself shhhh ;D but he'd burn you for blasphemy for suggesting it!) is the one the ppl worship!!!! this is the dignity and the civilization he offers these heathen heretics in his midst!!! sdakl

i feel like this could all inter-relate w the 'with greater faith, i rise from the flames' (paraphrased idr the exact wording off the top of my head -- i apologize! roderick WOULD kill me on the spot for this shameful neglect lakjsdfkljsdjf ok i went and checked: i was indeed mistaken [ with stronger faith i will arise from the fire ] ok now on to the rest of it! roderick would not let me rest laksdjfkljdsf) in a v intricate way bc its legit a repetition both of their belief system (death as life renewed etc), but also of their implacability like roderick???? say what you will abt him, once he's made up his mind he aint a quitter!! he wiLL conquer you slkjdfkljsdf (why did i phrase this like it was a good thing at the start alksjdfkjsdf not the roderick brainrot hahahaha anywayyy lajsdkfljsdf)

i can even see them having a god who died/was reborn a la osiris or odin or zagreus or christ and/or perhaps even an orpheus guiding the soul of eurydice from the underworld (but presumably it worked) type of thing/god as a psychopomp, like, descended into the afterlife, but came back stronger having passed through death into life again and thus showing the mortal soul how to do it too basically w the presumable belief that the mortal soul ~also comes back stronger after each death? and perhaps the afterlife is full of cleansing fire, a sweet fire that scours the soul and ~hardens it like fire forges a sword, kind of thing? but renewed life renewed tempers it like water w the sword analogy, and on and on it goes till one is fit to take their place beside the one god (or else presumably burn forever in slightly less sweet flames ig laskjdfkjsldf)

im also guessing, then, that viking funerals, aka involving both fire and water, may be a thing for these guys? tho that tends to go w a seafaring culture and i don't think that the og varmont nation are that...it may also be that, like...iirc, lizzy and i had discussed in [ the roderick/alaric thread ] the possibility that this particular religion is actually more a thing wherever their mom came from, and maybe roderick kinda mingled the traditions of his two parents, so it could've been that their mom's was a more maritime culture, too? idk alsjkdfkjldsf

anyway i def had more thoughts when i started writing this but they've flown now so here have a thing ig??? this is all over the place laksdjflkdsjf i agolozie alksjdfkjldsf

OOC | Varmont Belief System Thoughts

sooooo im having some frankly insane ideas abt Roderick’s belief system thanks to the Phoenix iconography (like…boiled down roderick might legit worship death effectively a la the faceless men of braavos in asoiaf/got?!!?!! Though in a slightly more life/death ying/yang creation through destruction kinda way a la dark!motto ‘in my end is my beginning’ sorta way idk Sfjkhffg HELPPP!) and before I get too carried away bc idk if we need a death cult emperor 😂😭 ummmm I wondered if you had any thoughts abt the varmont faith/the one god/etc adhkkjgdgh

ok so!!! this all comes out of the symbolism of the phoenix married to the whole ~fire focus in both that and in...well, roderick's actions laksdjfkljsdf so here're some ideas i have which may or may not be any good klsdjfkalsdflkj

creation through destruction as repped by phoenix.

burning witches cleanses them, releasing their lifeforce out into the world clean and pure.

perhaps reincarnation a la phoenix or perhaps destruction and death creates new souls and life etc????

Phoenix flames, sun, light, fire — dichotomy of light/dark, good/evil — Astaira and the staffords literally take the night as their standard (three stars in the night sky) and worship demons, conquest cleanses etc

oooh maybe infuse Phoenix w Renaissance salamander motifs — immune to fire and poison etc

ok so mary queen of scotts, her motto (as mentioned above) was 'in my end is my beginning' by which she meant as a catholic that yknow she'd go to her reward in heaven etc but what if such a concept were present in like...a more ~ouroboros kinda way as represented by the phoenix

so the ouroboros is an ancient egyptian symbol of a serpent rounding on itself to eat its own tale, which representing basically...unity and the natural eternal cycle of destruction and re-creation

in ancient egypt, this meant...oof ok so not to get ~too bogged down in ancient egyptian spiritualism/philosophy which is its own huuuge topic needless to say hahahaha but they had two really bit concepts that i think could impact us here: the tension between chaos (bad) and order (good) w their god-emperor maintaining that balance and the belief that without him there to do that everything would collapse into deadly chaos AND that...in essence...the soul was split into parts, w basically like...life force which was also a familial essence being a part of the soul that recurred in the world, and personality being part that was ~just you that would go to its ultimate judgment after death

there is also the ancient saying 'death is the only god who comes when you call' right

so!!!! w the ouroboros and phoenix symbols being connected (cycles of life, death, rebirth), what if we basically connect cleaning fire w order (i know, i know!) bc...you can summon a fire, right, you can make that you can't really make earth yknow...so its ~controllable even tho we don't think abt it that way like...i swear this can work ;DDDDD as a cleansing, controllable, destructive force that gives birth to new life (after a forest fire new life bursts from the ashes in a way that it doesn't w say a flood or a drought yknow) and yeahhhh idk!!!!!!!

anyway lmk if this makes any sense/is any good as sort of a foundation for our one god religion??????? cause i feel like maybe this one is just...maybe one bridge too far? ;alskdjfkljdsf ;DDD

#ooc #about #lore

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ssentimentals · 2 years ago

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dating the8 feels like...

basking in the sun on a lazy day. the pleasant atmosphere, when there is no rush and bustling, surrounds relationship with minghao, the dolce far niente. he is art: vibrant with all the colors in the world and deep in the meaning of it. the beauty in relationships for him is in togetherness, in 'we are one' mentality and it translates into his desire to share everything with you.

('i thought you could help me finish my painting,' minghao says, gesturing to the canvas and bunch of drawing tools scattered around.

'oh minghao,' you step closer, mindful not to knock over some stuff. 'are you sure? you know i'm awful at it, what if i just ruin it?'

sensing your hesitance, he just smiles and pats your back. 'then we'll start over. painting itself is not important, i just want us to do it together.')

minghao is 'quality time love language' guy through and through: words and gifts don't hold the same meaning for him as simply spending time together with you. time is a priceless gift and when he's with you, he ignores everything else; his full attention is on you and you only. minghao doesn't care what you do as long as you are doing it together and he has a unique gift of making even the most mundane tasks full of fun or shape them in other way.

('do you know how people used to wash blankets before washing machines? they just poured water into the basin, placed blankets in there and then stepped on them.' he explains, giving you a hand as you climb into the tub filled with water with your blanket underneath. 'i added a bit of detergent there, so we can just step-'

'or we can wait till tomorrow when that guy'll come and fix our washing machine,' you interrupt, skeptically looking down. 'i can't believe we're doing this.'

minghao grins, squeezing your hands. he starts marching, creating waves and moving blanket underneath. you give in, because his enthusiasm is infectious and start marching with him. 'this is unbeliev- minghao!' you shout, when you lose your footing and slide to the back, falling into the tub, taking minghao with you. 'ouch!'

he quickly pulls you up, you both stare at each other in pure shock and it takes only two seconds for the bathroom to be filled with the sound of you two laughing loudly.)

minghao is a quiet museum dates with soft exchange of your opinions, he is a loud beach date with splashing water on each other, he is the 'grocery shopping is fun!' and 'you wanna try ceramics class later?' kind of dates that always leave the warmest memories.

he listens closely and is very invested in your life; he's very serious when you come to him with your problems, his advices are always wise and given with best intent ('i want what's best for you and your inner peace is more important than other people being offended because of your rejection'), minghao worries but not in an overbearing way, he manages to show that he cares and give space at the same so you won't feel suffocated.

('i think i'd like to do it on my own,' you say, tracing veins on his arms with your finger. 'but just in case-'

'i will be here if you need me,' he promises, looking up at you. you are so relived that he's not arguing or pushing, he simply accepts your wish and respects it. you smile at this and he smiles back, pushing your foreheads together. 'i will always wait for you.')

dating minghao is like having home in a person. whenever you come to him he's always there, waiting for you with open arms, loving smile and kind words. he is a home, where you are looked at without judgement, where your opinions are important and where your presence is appreciated.

a/n: me legit crying when writing last paragraph..i love making myself sad :] anyway, here is the link to the masterlist if you want to check out other members and requests are closed for now, but you can always just come to say hi <3 - nini

tag list: @pearlygrayskyky @woozionascooter @smalliechellechelle @jaetaimjadore (let me know if you want to be added!)

#minghao #minghao imagines #seventeen imagine #seventeen fluff #minghao x reader #seventeen minghao #seventeen the8 #seventeen reaction #xu minghao #do not ask me how i came up with that washing blanket thing #minghao is so?? i know people think that he is an enigma but to me its so clear how he is #you know who is enigma to me dating wise?? SEUNGKWAN i dont know how to write him god help #seventeen #the8 #also please listen to what minghao says here.. YOUR INNER PEACE IS MORE IMPORTANT THAN SOMEONE ELSE'S ANGER

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theartofimagining13 · 2 years ago

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SUMMARY: Lee is married and living a happy life until his wife’s ex-husband and police detective Jeffrey shows up and uncovers his dark past.

BASED ON THE PROMPT: “My advice is, get her a big diamond ring so she can’t see the monster she’s marrying.” | Snowy weather | First Person

WRITTEN BY: A.Wölf.

REQUESTED BY: @sigynbandraoi-blog (Thank you! I legit never imagined that this would turn into 11 pages lol).

AMBIENCE: Winter cabin during snowstorm

NOTES: I changed pov from first to third a couple times throughout the story to make it work. Also, let’s not forget that this is 100% fiction and Lee and Jeffrey are just portraying these characters I created.

A bit of October and December vibes while June is on its deathbed, because why not? ;)

Enjoy!

I couldn’t say no to a huge diamond ring.

I was breathless when Lee proposed and I first saw it, and I made sure to flaunt it around that snowy afternoon when all of our friends and family were gathered in my parents’ living room to celebrate our engagement; all of us holding champagne flutes in one hand and wearing big smiles on our faces.

“Let me see.” One of my younger cousins said while grabbing my left hand to get a good look, and her mouth fell open. “This is even bigger than the one Kanye gave to Kim K, what the fuck?”

I couldn’t help but laugh and enjoy every second of it, Lee, who was standing beside me got a good chuckle over it as well.

“You know… I always wondered how you got her to say yes given that your looks were never going to cut it obviously.” A friend of ours joked too.

Lee laughed and put his right arm around me and I felt whole; I had the most gorgeous man by my side and he loved me enough to want me to be his forever as did I.

“Well,” Lee began, “my advice is, get her a big diamond ring so she can’t see the monster she’s marrying.”

Everyone erupted into laughter and my fiancé took a sip of his champagne. I playfully smacked his arm and leaned in closer to look into his eyes.

“You’re not a monster. Don’t say that.” I said before giving him a quick peck on the lips.

He kept his arm around me and stared into my soul.

“Oh, you just wait, honey.”

Lee looked so serious when he said it that I actually couldn’t take my eyes of him for a complete minute until he scoffed. He gave me a gentle squeeze while kissing my left temple.

“I’m just messing with you.”

I had a past.

I had been married before, and I never thought that my ex-husband Jeffrey would end up showing up at my wedding, but when I walked out into the venue’s balcony, I saw him leaning against his car, in jeans and a leather jacket which told me that coming here had been an impulse. He seemed nervous and unsure, pacing back and forth until he sensed me and looked up. He just stared at me for a while but his seriousness slowly faded and turned into a smile that I mirrored.

“What are you doing here, Jeffrey?” I asked the second I joined him outside the venue.

He hesitated, as if trying to either find the right words or come up with a good lie but he seemed to give up.

“I’ve kept my distance but I heard all about it, kid.” He confessed. “I just wanted to congratulate you and wish you the best. You deserve it.” He said then joked. “You know what they say… the second one is always better than the first, or so I’ve heard.”

I couldn’t take my eyes off him while a sort of nostalgic tenderness invaded me. Jeffrey had been a very good husband but it simply didn’t work out in the end. I knew that he sometimes still blamed himself because of his job, and it tore me in two.

“So, who’s the lucky guy?”

“His name’s Lee. He’s from Oklahoma. Born and raised. We met in New York City while we were both on vacation.”

“Hm… is it too late to run a background check?”

“Easy there, detective Morgan. That’s outside your jurisdiction.” I teased.

Jeffrey smiled but then he turned serious and searched for my eyes.

“I care about you. You know that.”

“I know.” I gave a single nod. “Lee is a good man you have nothing to worry about.”

Suddenly, the radio in his car came to life and it triggered many bittersweet memories. Jeffrey was out of the house all the time. His job demanded too much of him and sometimes at the most inconvenient hours of the day. Today, all this years later, it remained the same.

“Gotta run, kid.” He said in an apologetic tone as he pulled me into an embrace.

When Jeffrey got into his car, my new husband showed up behind me.

“You disappeared on me.” Lee said but looked at my ex’s car. “Who was that?”

“My ex-husband.”

Lee tensed up a little bit.

“Is he a cop?” He asked, and I realized that he must’ve heard the radio.

“He’s a detective.” I explained.

Jeffrey glanced at us through the rearview mirror and slightly narrowed his eyes when he saw Lee. I knew that he didn’t trust him because Jeffrey didn’t trust anyone. It was his job not to. He drove off after a second, and once he was gone, Lee stood in front of me with his hands inside his pockets.

“Why didn’t you mention this before?” He cocked his head.

“I didn’t think it was necessary, Lee. I mean, you did have the right to know that I was once married before… but talking about your ex with a new partner is just…” I trailed off and shook my head.

Lee stared at me for a few seconds but nodded.

“You’re right. The past is in the past. Besides, you’re all mine now.” He said with a grin as he held my hand. “Come on, let’s go back.”

Jeffrey was in his office late at night killing two birds with one stone by working on a case while waiting for the snowstorm to pass so he could finally go home.

He removed his glasses and threw them on the desk in front of him while pinching the bridge of his nose and allowing his body to feel tired. He needed a good night’s sleep but work had been hell lately. He decided to distract himself so he grabbed his cell phone and opened the Instagram app. He spent a few minutes scrolling until he saw a photograph of his ex with a mutual friend who had posted it. Jeffrey smiled but he couldn’t resist and tapped the photograph to see if she had been tagged.

Jeffrey found himself looking at his ex’s profile and all the photographs from her honeymoon which had taken place a few months ago. He zoomed in on a picture of her posing with her new husband to get a good look at Lee. That bloodhound instinct Jeffrey had been born with made him grab the office phone and dial an old colleague’s number while still staring at his ex’s husband on his cell phone. After greeting her and making a bit of small talk, Jeffrey asked what he truly wanted to ask.

“Are you still in Oklahoma? I need a favor.”

Jeffrey was sitting in one of the diner booths having a cup of coffee while looking at the Christmas lights and decorations all around the place when his colleague showed up in a trench coat and covered in snow. She removed her gloves and scarf as she sat across from him and put them on top of her purse, next to her.

“Oh, I certainly didn’t miss this town’s ridiculous snow.” She said. “How have you been, Jeffrey?”

“You didn’t have to come all the way here. You could’ve e-mailed the file, you know?”

“I’m spending the holidays with my daughter and my grandkid.” She explained then teased. “You’re not that special.”

Jeffrey smiled and beckoned a waiter over for his colleague who ordered a black coffee, and as soon as the young guy left, she looked at Jeffrey.

“So…” She began, “why did I run a background check on this so-called Lee guy?”

“He’s involved with a friend of mine. You know me. I get curious from time to time.”

She narrowed her eyes.

“A friend?” She echoed skeptically. “You think you can lie to me after spending 10 years in your passenger seat, Morgan?”

Before Jeffrey could answer, the waiter brought the coffee pot and poured some into the empty cup in front of her. She waited for him to leave and pulled out a file folder from her purse.

“Well, Curious George, I’m afraid you’re not going to like this.” She warned as she handed it to him. “Your guy was born in Oklahoma but he lived in Texas for quite some time. So my hands were a bit tied but I called a friend who could dig into it and he sent me Lee’s file.”

Jeffrey grabbed it and started flipping through it while his colleague delved in her purse again and pulled out a flask to add a splash of whiskey to her coffee. She held it up, offering some to Jeffrey.

“What do you say, for old time’s sake?” She asked and Jeffrey nodded. “Lee spent two years in prison for aggravated assault.” She carried on as she spiked his coffee. “But the whole thing is just shady as fuck. Apparently, Lee’s girlfriend at the time was having an affair and, according to her, when he found out, he lost it and beat her. He grabbed a baseball bat, drove straight to his girlfriend’s paramour’s house and ended up breaking his ribs and right leg in two places. But, according to Lee’s defense team… they were no longer together after Lee found out about the affair, and it was actually the lover who hit her and Lee acted on impulse after she came to him all bruised up.” She paused and Jeffrey looked up from the document in his hands. “But it doesn’t end there. The Jury found Lee guilty and he served his sentence but, a few days after he got out, his ex was found dead along with her lover.”

“Sounds to me like he should be rotting in the fucking can.” Jeffrey said.

His colleague shrugged.

“He had a perfect alibi.”

“Oh, come on.”

Jeffrey threw the file on the table and dragged a hand down his face, dreading the thought of his ex-wife being married and sleeping next to a possible murderer.

Being married to Lee was everything I ever dreamed of.

Christmas was just around the corner and, since it would be our first as husband and wife, we decided to rent a cabin in the mountains and spend the holidays just us two. He was outside, in the snow chopping wood for our fireplace, when a car appeared all of a sudden and entered our driveway. I stood in front of the window in our living room and recognized the vehicle, so I rushed outside. Lee had just split a log in two with his axe and he lowered it when he noticed our visitor.

Jeffrey got out of the car and my heartbeat stuttered because I couldn’t find another reason for him to show up like this other than to bring bad news. I stared at Lee with fear in my eyes but I couldn’t read him; he just stayed put a few feet away from me.

“What’s going on?” I said as Jeffrey approached me.

“Everything’s fine.” He assured but glanced at Lee and then back at me. “I need to talk to you.”

“I’m sorry, who are you?” Lee asked with narrowed eyes as he got closer to Jeffrey, almost standing between us.

“He’s Jeffrey. My ex-husband.”

“Oh, right. You were at our wedding.” He said and held one hand out. “Lee. The new husband. Nice to meet you.”

Jeffrey stared at my husband’s hand for an awkwardly long until he finally shook it.

“How did you find us?” Lee asked in a certain tone.

“I need to talk to your wife. In private, if you don’t mind.” Jeffrey coldly said.

I noticed that he seemed quite tense. He glanced at the axe in Lee’s left hand; he was gripping it white knuckle tight. Lee stared at me.

“Actually, I do mind.” He stated.

“What is this about, Jeffrey?” I asked starting to get a little nervous.

Jeffrey glanced at Lee.

“Do you know what I do for a living, Lee?” He inquired.

“My wife told me you’re a detective.” Lee answered expressionlessly.

“Then you know what this is about, don’t you?”

I looked at my husband confused like never before but I saw how his semblance turned somber all of a sudden and he gave Jeffrey a challenging look.

“You told me that Lee was born and raised in Oklahoma,” Jeffrey said to me, “I suspect he never mentioned that he spent a considerable amount of time in Texas, did you, Lee?”

Lee frowned and cocked his head, and I knew that he was irritated. I realized that he had never mentioned anything about Texas before. I glared at Jeffrey.

“You ran a background check on my husband, Jeffrey? I thought I told y-”

“Your husband spent two years in prison.” Jeffrey cut me off and all air left me, but he faced Lee again. “Now, do you want to tell her why or should I tell her myself?”

Lee threateningly marched towards Jeffrey and towered over him.

“Who the hell do you think you are?”

“What is he talking about, Lee?” I jumped in and my voice broke.

“She has the right to know the truth.” Jeffrey said through gritted teeth.

“And I have the right to tell her myself because it’s my life you’re talking about.” Lee retorted.

Jeffrey let out a sarcastic chuckle.

“Well, you should’ve done that long before you got her that big rock, don’t you think?”

Lee inched even closer to Jeffrey, and for a second, I thought he was going to hit him but I noticed how he slowly regained his composure and looked at me instead.

“I lost two years of my life in prison for something I didn’t do.” He confessed.

I convinced Jeffrey to let me and Lee talk in private and he insisted on waiting outside. We were in the kitchen, sitting at the table as Lee finally came clean.

“I was very young and involved with the wrong people back then. They fucked me over and it cost me my freedom. Whatever happened to them afterwards was just life doing its own thing.” Lee said as he finished telling me his awful story, then he looked into my eyes and I could see the pain in his. “I never told you because I was afraid. I thought you wouldn’t believe me and you would run away from me.” He dragged his chair to get closer to me and cupped my face in his hands. “Baby, I love you more than anything in this world. You’re the best thing that has ever happened to me. Losing you would be the end of me.”

I didn’t know what to say; this all felt like I was hearing about two completely different people because that part of Lee’s past was so dark I couldn’t even envision him in such context. Not the Lee I knew at least. But I still felt betrayed on some level because he had kept this huge secret from me, and while I tried to understand his reasons, it was just too much and I was very overwhelmed.

I gently removed his hands from my face and I could see that it broke his heart.

“Lee, I need time to process this.” I said as I stood up.

“Yes, of course.”

“I understand that it must be unpleasant to talk about but Jeffrey was right, you should’ve told me long ago.”

I leaned against the counter and saw Lee standing up and getting closer to me. Only then I realized that I had already put distance between us out of instinct and I felt a pinch of guilt. I didn’t want to make him feel bad about his past but at the same time, I couldn’t act like it meant nothing.

“I know. I’m sorry.”

Lee studied me but he looked at the floor when his eyes began to well up.

“Fuck.” He whispered and I noticed that a tear had escaped from his left eye and slid down his nose to ultimately land on the floor. He quickly wiped away the wet trail it had left behind before he faced me again. “Are you scared of me?”

He looked like a frightened little kid and it broke me. The Lee I knew was a good, hard-working man that had nothing but love to give. I inched closer to him, put one hand on his cheek and stared into his soul.

“No.” I whispered.

Lee suddenly pulled me in and crashed his lips against mine, and I could feel the relief washing over him. He held me tight against him and deepened the kiss before he pulled away. He took a step back, giving me space and put his hands on his waist.

“If you want me to leave or drive you to your parents’ I-” He began but I stopped him.

I wasn’t going to separate after one issue. I believed we could work this out in time, and it was mostly I who had to find a way to process this new information and eventually leave it where it belonged; in Lee’s past.

“Don’t be silly.” I said. “We’ll figure it out. The past is in the past, right?”

Jeffrey wasn’t happy with my decision to stay with Lee alone in the cabin, and called him a dangerous man, which led to another argument where he ended up stomping his way to his car, but he turned around before he got in and glared at my husband.

“This isn’t over.” He warned. “The death of your ex-girlfriend and her lover is still an unsolved case but I am going to change that, Lee, and I’m going to put you behind bars for the rest of your life.”

He sat behind the wheel and slammed the door shut.

Jeffrey had been driving for less than ten minutes when his car suddenly made a strange noise. He barely had time to pull over before it broke down on the snowy road.

“Oh, come on. Don’t do this to me.” He groaned.

He tried to start the engine again a few times and failed.

“Son of a bitch!” He yelled and hit the steering wheel with both hands.

He got out, lifted the hood of the car and smoke started to come out. Jeffrey glanced all around him realizing that there was nothing but snow and trees surrounding him. He put his hands on his waist and looked at the sky before letting out a long frustrated sigh.

Lee and I were making dinner when my cell phone rang and Jeffrey’s name popped up on the screen. I picked up and learned that he had car trouble and that no toll service wanted to drive all the way here, so I told him I would pick him up and drive him back to the city.

“No.” Lee said after I hung up and told him. “I’ll do it.”

“What? After everything he said to you? No, way. I’m not letting you do this.”

“Honey,” he got closer to me and wrapped his arms around my waist, “I know he didn’t approach this the right way but I can’t really blame him. After all, he cares about your wellbeing, and I appreciate that. It’s the one thing Jeffrey and I have in common.”

I gazed into Lee’s eyes and I couldn’t believe his big heart. After the way Jeffrey had behaved and treated him, if I was in Lee’s shoes, I’m not so sure I would’ve done the same. He let go of me and I watched as he went to get his jacket that was hanging near the front door.

“You’re really going to help him?”

“Yeah.” He said with a chuckle.

I don’t know what came over me, but I just ended the distance between us again and kissed Lee like I’d never kissed him before. It even took him by surprise and he grinned against my lips, but when I put an arm round his neck, he hummed and his breathing pattern changed; we were suddenly making out like adolescents. I put my hands on his chest and ran my fingers down his abdomen until they reached his pants. Lee gently caught my wrists to stop me.

“I hate myself right now for what I’m about to say but, we don’t want to keep Jeffrey waiting in the snow, do we?” He said a little out of breath and with his forehead still pressed to mine.

“You’re right.” I whispered.

“I won’t be long.” He promised.

“I hope not.”

He chuckled and finally we broke apart and he grabbed his keys. As he walked out the door all I could do was thank my lucky stars for having married such a good man, and imagined what his return would be like after that kiss.

Jeffrey was sitting in his car when he heard another vehicle getting closer. He glanced at it through the rear view mirror and realized that it was Lee driving.

“Oh, you gotta be fucking kidding me…” he muttered.

Lee parked behind Jeffrey and got out. He knocked on Jeffrey’s window and he reluctantly rolled it down and scowled at him.

“So, car trouble, huh?” Lee asked.

He smiled at Jeffrey in a certain way that made the detective utterly uncomfortable.

On Christmas morning, Lee was squatting down in front of the fireplace arranging wood to start a fire so the house would be warm when his wife woke up. He had the TV on in the background and, suddenly, a news report caught his attention. Lee stood up while the flames began to slowly consume the logs and grabbed the remote from the coffee table. He instinctively glanced over his shoulder, at his and his wife’s bedroom door that was still ajar as he had left it when he got up.

Lee slightly turned up the volume and sat on the couch as he listened to the news anchor.

“A local police detective has gone missing. The authorities have a surveillance video from a gas station where he was last seen a week ago in…”

Lee stared at the screen and a picture of Jeffrey was shown.

“Hey.”

Lee was startled at the sound of his wife’s voice and her footsteps getting closer as she entered the living room. He immediately gripped the remote and turned off the TV. He stood up and walked around the couch to greet his wife.

“Merry Christmas.” She said with a grin.

Lee realized that she hadn’t heard or seen a thing on the TV and pulled her in to give her a passionate kiss. He then held her tight and rested his chin on top of her head while lovingly rubbing her back.

“Oh, Merry Christmas indeed, love.” He sang without letting go.

Lee looked straight ahead and his lips curved into a smile.

#Thanks for your request! <3 #Lee pace #Jeffrey Dean Morgan #MONSTER #Request #Prompt list request #Fic #Fanfic #Fanfiction #Fiction #Lee Pace x reader #Jeffrey Dean Morgan x reader

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0tivez · 3 years ago

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random, soft scenarios with jjk men part 1 (100 followers celebration post!!!)

(cause there's a lot of you now!)

note: you guys holy FUCK. 100 of you?? okay but seriously, thank you guys so much! i feel so happy every time i visit tumblr and see you guys interacting with my posts. midterms are kicking my ass right now so i couldn't think of a bigger event and honestly, we got to 100 so quickly that i couldn't even think of anything else so please take my humble, soft scenarios. i legit am posting this the moment my 100th follower followed me kawkdajwsklajwe i love yall

also i hope this won't flop

characters: gojo, geto

warnings: none! pure fluff :)

ps: didn't want this to be pages long, so i will be uploading a part 2. please show this some love, this format was a first for me!

i also added request rules on my navigation, check them out!

gojo

"i swear, the games are rigged!" gojo exclaimed with annoyance.

"at least we finally found something you couldn't do." you laughed in response to his childish rage.

"take that back! i'm great at these, it's the stupid-"

"take that baaaack- ooooh i'm goojo satoru i can do everythiiing ooooh-" you imitated, which earned you a soft push by your best friend.

"so mean."

not everyone can match gojo's energy, so he was surprised to find you, who would talk back at him, teasing him, joking with him just as much. gojo felt relaxed with you. though he didn't really care about what other people think of him, always being seen as "annoying, stuck up" played a toll on him too. there were times when he couldn't shake off the feeling of only being wanted around to be used.

you didn't make him feel like that.

gojo felt like a child with you. you were his best friend, he always searched for you in crowds. he hesitated going to places if you weren't there. when you two were apart, you were the only resident in his mind. gojo had never felt like that before. quite frankly, he couldn't even decide if he was in love with you or just cherished your friendship. he knew, you wouldn't be in love with him.

how could you be? you were so nice, so kind to him, so understanding and so pretty. gojo satoru is a confident man, he knows he looks good. he can prove it just by going out and counting all the people wanting him. but you... you were so far out of his league.

"is there something on my face?"

was he looking at your face the whole time? well, it mustn't be the first time. he would even feel like a creep, he just couldn't help it. gojo was sure you had cast a spell on him or something, there was no way he would ever think of his friends like that.

"you're doing it again, 'toru." you furrowed your brows.

"doing what?" gojo responded anxiously.

"you keep spacing off, it's getting more frequent." you stopped for a second. for a moment, you found it hard to make a joke out of it. "is there a hot chick in sight?" you asked joking, wishing you didn't sound as serious as you felt.

"haha, yeah." gojo laughed, relaxed. "that's why. you know me!"

you fell silent for a moment till you both made your way to the pier, leaving the funfair behind. you were thankful it was dark over the ocean. you leaned over the railings, hiding your jealous face in the darkness.

you are friends, nothing more.

your thoughts rushed over your mind. have you really fallen for him? for gojo satoru? how cliche.

"satoru?" gojo looked at your face. he positioned himself, leaning his elbows at the railings, facing the light. his face was illuminated by the pink and purple lights, his eyes looked ethereal. you wouldn't tell him this, you would have to deal with his huge go for a whole week.

"hm?"

"have you ever been in love?" you were comfortable in the darkness, but satoru could see your reddened cheeks even through the darkness. how cliche.

"where did that come from?"

"just... starting a conversation."

gojo huffed in amusement.

"that's a hard question, y'know?" he paused. "have you?" you thought for a second. should you just confess everything now and regret it later?

"dunno." the seriousness of the atmosphere bothered you. "what kind of a person would i fall in love with?"

"hmm." satoru crossed his arms and started rubbing his chin with a hand, looking cartooned. he made an exaggerated enlightment move, swinging his index finger over his head. "a-ha! tall, sexy, super funny, pretty eyes too." he joked.

"yeah, i think so too." your mind must have went blank for a second, did you really say that?

satoru was just as surprised as you. he stood still, index finger still in the air.

you tried to play it off. "haha yeah, tell me if you find someo-"

"really?" he cut you in half. "of course, i can't blame you. i would fall in love with me too."

you held your hands over your face. "you're an idiot. let me drown in my embarrassment in peace."

satoru's eyes softened. he took your hands and softly lowered them from your face and brought them closer to his chest.

"you are embarrassed? i'm not." he shot a charming yet friendly smile your way. "after all, if i were you, i would fall in love with you, too."

his hand finds its way on your cheek, your lips find their way on his. for a moment, time stops. everything is silent and the world is waiting for the both of you. his lips feel as soft as they seem and yours feel as warm as they seem. when you two break the kiss, it feels like it has been both hours and seconds at the same time. oh how you wished it would last for hours.

"now now, let's not get distracted." satoru breaks the silence, this time a comforting one. he lowers his hand to yours and connects them. "we still have another prize to win."

geto

the sound waves made right in front of you felt almost therapeutic. the crisp morning air surrounding your bare legs gave you a small shiver, which made you cling tightly onto your boyfriend's jacket over your shoulders. your reaction didn't go unnoticed by your boyfriend suguru, who hadn't spoken a word for god knows how long. he stretched his arms over you, welcoming you to his surprisingly warm chest. it had been hours since you two left your friend's party. your rowdy night had ended by the beach with a bottle of wine, as you two watched as the loud night slowly faded to the empty morning. you hadn't spoken a word a while, enjoying the comforting noises the ocean made. you scooched over to suguru's chest and found your spot, head nested on his neck. suguru has always thought you fit perfectly on him. your head fit perfectly on the crook of his neck, your arms fit perfectly around you, your lips clicked perfectly like a puzzle. he felt the same heat you gave him once again. he wondered how, after all this time, you managed to make him feel this way.

"it must be almost 6." you mumbled on his chest before raising your head to meet his loving gaze. "what?" you asked.

"nothing." he said, smiling childishly. "the sun should be up any moment now."

though he wasn't really interested in the sun. he would choose watching you over the sunrise any time. to him, your smile was brighter than the sun and making you smile was the biggest honor he had ever felt.

"sugu?" you hummed to his chest once more.

"yes, doll?"

"i love you." your voice was mirroring your face, your words almost felt like they formed a smiling face. suguru tried to hold his composure, tried keeping his cool. despite his hard tries, you could feel his heart race with your words.

"i know, doll." he responded. he planted a kiss on your head, taking his sweet time to take in your sweet scent. "i love you, too." he gently held your chin, while lowering his head to your level. your lips meet and you are once again reminded by how lucky you are.

it was 6 am. despite all the hours spent waiting for the sunrise, neither suguru nor you would be watching the sun, as both of you would spent even more hours in each others' eyes.

i kinda hate that i gave hojoe a longer part than my baby geto but oh well

thanks for reading! as always, reblogs/likes are appreciated. see ya ( ͡❛ ₃ ͡❛)

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rin-itoshi · 3 years ago

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kisses . genshin impact (pt. 2)

> summary: places the genshin boys kiss you other than the lips (ft. bennett, chongyun, razor, xiao, xingqiu, zhongli)

> content: fluff , gn!reader , ooc(?idk)

here’s part one!

# BENNETT

where: your palm!

why: this man does not know how to stfu, so when you have to forcefully shush him, your palm is the best spot for his lips to kiss.

“It’s awfully quiet today,” you murmured as you turned on your heels, hearing the whirlwind of a boy coming your way. He nearly tumbled—so close to crashing at your feet but fortunately caught himself before he could hit the ground. He stood up straight, dusting his clothes with a breathy laugh before yelping out a pained, “Ow!”

“What happened?” You ask as you reach out to cup his face, checking his head and skin for any injuries.

The male chuckled with a closed eyed smile, “I got hit by a rock!” His voice echoed within the city, making you slightly cringe when your ears ached. He was quick to go off on a tangent, babbling about some nonsense that made you even more confused than before.

“Bennett,” you call out to grasp his attention. The moment he turned your way, you slapped a hand over his mouth with an amused smile. “I know you’re excited and want to talk, but we should move away from the Knights of Favonius headquarters before Captain Kaeya kills us.”

He kissed your palm gently, eliciting a ticklish sensation in your hand that made you pull away. Before you could do anything about his sneaky kisses, he grabbed your hand and began dragging you away, talking about some adventure team he was putting together.

# CHONGYUN

where: your shoulders!

why: he likes the smoothness of your shoulder when he lays down behind you and can rest easily without being judged.

The bedroom door creaked open to reveal the blue haired male who stood in the doorway with a pensive look on his face. Upon seeing you lying in your shared bed, he exhaled deeply and you could practically see relief wash over is features. “[y/n],” he breathed out as he shuffled into the room, scurrying over the bed to climb onto the silk sheets and lay himself in the spot behind you.

He wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling your body into his chest as gently as possible. As hesitant as he was, he was way too tired to be reluctant about holding you even thought you clearly felt the same need for touch as him. “’m so tired.”

After a long day of training, he was exhausted and was in desperate need of your touch in order to replenish the energy he had depleted earlier that day. It was only much better now that you were both living together and were able to cuddle as much as needed after work.

“Welcome home, my love.”

He buried his face in the crook of your neck, doing his absolute best to push away the strong emotions that burned inside of his heart. He refused to flare-up in front of you ever again, but with you unknowingly doing things to stir him up, he was always struggling to keep calm.

Peppering kisses along your shoulders, you felt a shiver run down your spine at the cold sensation of his lips on your skin. It was a blissful feeling, warming up your heart with love despite how cold his body truly was. Too beautiful.

# RAZOR

where: your eyelids!

why: this one may sound weird but he just gets curious when he keeps watch and tends to do it without a thought.

Razor stood tall at the peak of the mountain that you both temporarily resided on. His chin was held high, chest puffed out with a sense of responsibility flowing through his veins at the thought of watching over you while you slept to keep you out of harms way. It wasn’t necessarily a demanding duty but for you, it meant a thousand times more than it usually would have.

The boy approached your sleeping body. You were rested on the ground under his jacket that barely shielded you from the cold weather tonight presented to you both. He gently tugged his jacket further up your body, covering your arm that had been slightly exposed.

You were cute like this, sleeping so peacefully with so much trust in the guy who could barely communicate yet you loved him so much. It was amazing.

Subconsciously, he bent down and placed a chaste kiss on your eyelid. You stirred in your sleep, forcing him to jolt away in surprise before settling when you murmured something sleepily, smiled and then relaxed. Your behavior was new to him and yet, it brought so many different feelings into his heart. Unknowing to you, he smiled genuinely and patted your head gently.

“You rest. I keep watch.”

# XIAO

where: your forehead!

why: he just thinks it is less embarrassing than trying to kiss you on the lips openly + less chances of him getting denied the kiss.

His expression was rather dark as you stood in front of one another. It looked like he was thinking deeply about something but you brushed it off, assuming it was just his way of sulking since you two were about to split for the night.

“I packed you some Almond Tofu, so you can eat some on your way back. I also got you a jacket to wear since it might be a little cold in the evening. I know you don’t sleep and stuff, so I just wanted to make sure you were okay.” Your rambling about his well-being wasn’t new to him, which is why he didn’t interrupt you. He watched with the same dark expression that seemed scary but if you looked closely, you would see just how soft those eyes had become after spending so much time with a “mere human” like you.

Grasping you by the back of you head, he pulled you forward and leaned in briskly, kissing your forehead softly before pulling away and turning around. You barely had a second to recover as he adjusted his mask on his face and disappeared from your sight, muttering nothing but a simple, “be careful.”

You smiled at the tingling sensation on you skin, knowing he had only escaped to avoid feeling any type of emotion after kissing you so brazenly. As mean as Xiao seemed, he really was a simpleton with you.

# XINGQIU

where: the back of your hand!

why: do i have to explain?

“Xingqiu, where are we going?” You asked with a tired smile on your lips as you allowed yourself to be dragged along this upward slope with no set destination in mind. The boy simply laughed, pulling you faster until you were nearly tripping over your own feet. By the time you had planned to complain once more, he came to an abrupt stop and you almost bumped into his body if it wasn’t for your quick senses. “Where are we?”

“Take a look, my liege. Quite fascinating, is it not?” He said as he took a seat on the branch perched on the top of the hill, big enough for the two of them to sit on. You plopped beside him, admiring the sun that was beginning to set while Xingqiu opened a book to the page he had left off on.

“My life seems fulfilled when I am sat here with a book in my hands and you by my side. Don’t you agree?” HIs words were sincere, surprisingly void of that mischievous tone he usually had these days.

“I’m not particularly fond of books like you, but I am extremely fond of you. So, yes, I do agree.” You said with a cheesy smile, leaning in his direction. The boy abruptly stood up, and you rose an eyebrow in confusion.

Bending his body slightly, he held out his hand to you until you placed yours on top of his. Once you did so, he pressed his lips to the back of your hand and flashed you an easy smile. “With this, I owe my life to you, my liege. A vow much greater than marriage.”

# ZHONGLI

where: your lips!

why: I legit couldn’t think of a non-lips spot so i gave up. mans just likes the way your lips taste like his favorite wine. two good things.

He admired his cup with bright eyes, absolute taken with the way it tasted on his tongue and hadn’t changed in all these years. It was a beautiful emotion that was a mixture of happiness and nostalgia, plus a bit of romance considering he was here with the one he loved.

“What do you think?” Zhongli asked, eyes full of curiosity as he turned in your direction. You hadn’t said anything all night and he assumed you weren’t enjoying the wine he had presented to you so happily.

On contrary, it was way too good to be wasted, so you chose to drink it slowly in order to savor the beautiful taste that somehow reminded you of Zhongli himself. Maybe it was because he talked about this wine too much.

“It tastes good,” you murmur, leaning into his side to gain a bit of warmth from the male who shared the emotion, leaning into your touch.

You glanced up at him, smiling softly when you already saw his eyes on you. “Stop staring so impolitely. Where are your manners?” You asked jokingly, giggling softly when Zhongli looked down and chuckled.

Leaning in, he cupped your cheek and smashed your lips together. He could taste the Osmanthus wine on you and it nearly made him melt into the kiss that he had long suppressed.

When he pulled away, a small smile settled into his lips, satisfaction in his eyes. “Osmanthus wine tastes the same as I remember.”

a/n: finally, I finished it. im going to bed now uhhdhfjf (idk if i’ll ever do other characters but we’ll see)

#bennett x reader #chongyun x reader #razor x reader #xiao x reader #xinqiu x reader #zhongli x reader #genshin impact x reader #xingqiu #genshin impact #bennett #genshin #razor #xiao #genshin fluff #chongyun #zhongli

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uwuwriting · 4 years ago

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Bakugou, Shinsou, Todoroki, Dabi and Shigaraki checking out their s/o

Request: Pretty pls hcs for Shinsou, Shoto, Dabi, Shigaraki, and Bakugou getting caught checking out their s/o? thank you! - anonymous

Pretty boys you’ve got there sweet anon. Pretty boys with a capital P. Love yaa. 💖💖💖

rules

warning: some suggestive thoughts, swearing

Bakugou Katsuki

-Bakugou doesn’t like showing his feelings.

-Like to no one.

-Not even to you sometimes.

-So when you started to officially date you understood why he would want to keep our relationship a secret.

-He was good at keep it that way.

-Like really good.

-You got no extra attention or special treatment, he never lost his poker face around you and would never NEVER stare at you.

-So you never really checked on him to see if his eyes wondered to ...places.

-Today your skirt had ridden up your thighs while you were bouncing around the room along side Mina.

-Your favorite band was coming near you guys since they were on tour and you both were ecstatic.

-The skin of your thighs looked so soft and plum who wouldn’t stare?

-You did mind when people stared at you but now dealing with your excitement was a priority.

-Your boyfriend had gotten excited by something else though.

-His eyes were glued to your thighs, his red orbs following your every movement.

-Kaminari and Kirishima were telling him something about Mineta but he couldn’t focus on them.

-His head was constantly turned to you to the point that Kaminari had to shake his shoulder to get him to look at them.

- “Yo what are you looking at?”

-His head was again turned to you his eyes widening only by a fraction while he mumbled something to the two boys.

-Kaminari followed his gaze and his own jaw dropped for a moment before a smirk formed on his face.

- “Well he IS drooling over Y/N like a dog.....”

-At the sound of your name on Kami’s lips, Bakugou’s attention was fully on the boys his right eye twitching at the comment.

-He let out a snarl and raised his hand creating a few small explosions.

- “And what if I am drooling sparky boy?? She wouldn’t mind me looking anyways.”

- “And why is that Bakubro?”

-His smirk widened as he said proudly.

- “Because she’s my fucking girlfriend.”

-Way to be secretive Bakugou.

Shinsou Hitoshi

-Baby doesn’t want to show his true emotions to the outside world.

-Heart been broken too many times.. *isn’t that how the meme goes?*

-He shows it to you because you are HIS and he adores you.

-He knows you won’t hurt him so he gives you his all.

-Such a sweetheart OMG!!!!!!!

-While you two are in school grounds there is not many things that would indicate that you two are together.

-People would have to watch closely to see the sings of your relationship.

-How he sits really close to you during lunch.

-How you tend to come to school sporting his hoodie during cold days.

-It’s all cute and fluffy but so so on the down low.

-Yall are out on a date and you decided to go to the arcade.

-You convinced him to have a dance off with you and now you are both sweaty and panting while you are jumping up and down to the rhythm of ‘Party anthem”.

-Shisnou kinda gave up after a while and he is now just staring at you.

-You on the other hand are giving it your all trying to get everything right.

-You are sweaty and feeling gross which is not cute at all since you are on a date but he promised you ice cream if you beat him with a significant difference.

-You are not letting this slide.

-Hitoshi’s eyes are on your chest that is em...going along with your jumping.

-He is stuck and he is already dreading that you’ll look at him and call him out.

-But he can’t stop.

-He really wishes you were at your dorm right now, the things he would do.

-His blush is getting darker as his thoughts are getting dirtier by the minute until the music stops and you are left panting.

-There’s another thing to add to the list of things to add to his small fantasy.

-You notice that he has been silent for some time now and you try to meet his eyes but you see where they are glued.

-Waltzing up to him you leave a kiss to his cheek and another right under his ear, making him shiver.

- “Stop being so dirty we will be back soon.”

-Winking you walked out of the arcade leaving a very turned on Shinsou behind.

Todoroki Shouto

-Baby boy is slow.

-Yall aren’t together yet.

-He really can’t understand what is going on whenever you enter the room.

-His heart starts to race, his palms get sweaty and he has a weird tendency to smile.

-He wants to be the reason you are laughing.

-He wants to talk to you non stop.

-He wants to be around you 25/8, 366 days a year.

-But he doesn’t understand why this is happening so he just plain out ignores it.

-You have a massive crush on him so it kinda hurts when he doesn’t take any hints.

-You dress up just a little bit while you are out with your friend group since he is part of it.

-You cook for him.

-You offer help or ask for help with studies.

-But nothing.

-You were chilling in the common room.

-You were spread out on the couch, your t-shirt exposed your stomach as you were hanging half off the actual couch and just a pair of short shorts underneath.

-Shoto was coming back from his father’s agency, his nerves were everywhere and his mind wouldn’t shut you out.

-Your soothing voice was there when his father yelled at him that afternoon and even though you weren’t there you helped him get through the day.

-So when the poor thing walked through the door and was met with you hanging off the couch in such a suggestive position, his mind ran wild.

-He couldn’t stop the blush that irrupted on his face as his cheeks and ears became the same color as his scar.

-He almost choked on his spit when you giggled at something on your phone.

-Midoriya came through the door next and was shocked when he saw his friend beat red and eyes wide.

- “Todoroki-kun are you alright?”

- “She’s hot- It’s IT’S hot in here.”

-You turned at his voice, sitting up as your shorts rode up your thighs ever so slightly.

-Todoroki saw and he couldn’t take it any longer, covering his red face with his hand as he mumbled a small ‘excuse me’ and left the room.

-He certainly had an image that would get him through the night.....

Dabi

-Salty boy™.

-Him and Tsukishima would have been best buds I swear.

-He is VERY vocal about his attraction to you.

-Like legit non stop flirting even after you are exclusive.

-Compliments, dirty remarks, dirty promises, dirty actions, dirty dirty dirty things in general.

-He won’t hesitate to make a dirty remark in front of the rest of the league.

-He has NO shame whatsoever.

-Look he finally grew the balls to make you HIS okay?

-He wants to show off.

-But he knows when to not look at you like he wants to devour you.

-He is respectful of Kurogiri so he isn’t a horny bastard while he is around.

-But one day he slipped.

-His hold on his horniness snapped.

-Poor guy.

-Actually scratch that poor you, you are the one who is gonna get it rough later so yeah.

-You had just returned from a mission that had gone sideways.

-Your clothes were ripped and your pants were half burned off.

-Your pretty face had smudges on it and you looked exhausted.

-Immediately you went to take a shower not letting Dabi ogle at you.

-When your shower was over you came back downstairs and order a strong drink, rubbing your temples in an attempt to ease your headache.

-Your hair was wet and sticking to your shirt making it wet and Dabi could SENSE that you weren’t wearing a bra.

-That’s his sixth sense.

-The shirt was black so nothing showed.

-That’s why you couldn’t understand why Dabi was giving you that smirk and glancing down your shirt.

-You rolled your eyes at him and shoved him away from you only for him to grip your waist and set you on his lap.

-He left a kiss on your neck and smirked as you shivered.

-His eyes were right on your chest since he could see EVERYTHING from this angle.

-That’s when Kurogiri stepped back in the room, the drink you ordered in hand.

-He almost YEETED you off of him as a blush bloomed on the few patches of unscathed skin that he had.

-Kurogiri *being the Nomu he is IFHOQOASB I RUINED IT* didn’t really respond to the position you were in.

-He just gave you your drink and went back to polishing the shot glasses.

-Dabi wanted to crawl into a whole and die even though Kurogiri said nothing.

-Poor guy every thought and scenario he made about that night was out the window.

-He cuddled you to drown his shame.

-Bastard..........

Shigaraki Tomura

-I dare you to try and make him check you out in public.

-Sure he might stare at you ass in the DIM LIT bar yall are staying in but that’s just because no one can see his eyes.

-He is beyond shy when it comes to these matters and unlike Dabi even after you are together he wouldn’t stare at you like a crazy person.

-He is very very careful with his glances and calculates when would be the right time to stare.

-Meetings are easy.

-You all are sitting down so how hard could it be to keep his horny side in check?

-Well most of the time is easy.

-You are usually wearing your civilian clothes which are very casual and comfy.

-Nothing is showing and nothing really makes him want to rip your clothes off.

-He wants to cuddle at the sight.

-The problem appears when one day you had to go out on a mission and were called into an emergency meeting by Shiggy.

-Your costume is um... sexy to say the least.

-Everything you are wearing is hugging your body in all the right places and the mask you wear shades your eyes just right.

-You look seductive as hell.

-Shiggy rarely sees you in your villain costume.

-He sees you while you are getting ready and might make a comment or go for a quick round.

-But now it was unexpected.

-He didn’t remember you were to go on a mission.

-Totally forgot.

-So when you come down and since all the seats are taken you have to stay standing, Shiggy is in trouble.

-His eyes won’t leave your thighs and he can’t really form coherent words.

-Dabi is drooling over you and so is Toga.

-They keep pointing out how good you look and how sexy your costume makes you.

-More than you already are.

-Shigaraki has to really one up his self control and not cancel the meeting and drag you to the nearest closet.

-He’s so disoriented during the meeting.

-Kurogiri points it out after the meeting ended and you left for your mission.

-Shiggy had the darkest blush the LoV had ever seen and he had to leave the room.

-Took a cold shower afterwards.

-Waits for you like a lost puppy..... which turns feral once you step into the room.

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If I Fell For You (Part 8) - Good Days, Bad Days

Summary: The reader has a special birthday surprise for Jensen and starts to get to know Jared more. When Jensen returns home from Toronto for good though, he and the reader have their first big fight and make more moves in their relationship...

Masterlist

Pairing: Jensen x nanny!reader

Word Count: 5,300ish

Warnings: language, angst, fighting, smut

A/N: Enjoy!

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Thursday Night

“So how do you want me?” asked Jensen, leaning against his closet door in nothing but his boxer briefs.

“Oh well that’s a dangerous question,” you laughed. “Jeans are fine for where I’m taking you.”

“Alright,” he said. He ducked into the closet and returned wearing only a pair of dark jeans, smirking at you with his hands behind his back.

“Being a little shit?” you asked.

“One of my best qualities,” he said. You hummed and went past him into the closet. “So what should I be wearing on this date out?”

“I’m kinda a sucker for you a henley and flannel. Not to let that go to your head at all,” you said.

“Oh you should never watch Supernatural then,” he chuckled, grabbing a long sleeve white henley off the hanger and pulling it on.

“I did sort of start watching it,” you said. “You look like a little baby that hadn’t hit puberty yet.”

“I got better with age, sweetheart,” he said, flashing you a wink.

“Oh yes you did,” you said. “I like it. It’s kinda scary but not too bad if you watch during the day.”

“It gets less scary pretty fast,” he said, putting on his red and gray flannel. “I all set?”

“You look very pretty,” you said, walking out with him on your tail. “So does the show end happy? Like they live? It’s got this angsty feel to it where I feel like something bad is gonna happen.”

“Do you want me to spoil it?”

“Dean doesn’t like die, right,” you said. He made a face and you frowned. “No. Why? He doesn’t deserve that.”

“Eh, calm yourself woman. Things could happen in the future...he might not have to die...or he might come back and I really shouldn’t be discussing these things.”

“You’d do more?” you asked.

“Oh for sure. On a streaming network where we get to do all the shit we couldn’t on cable. Get some fresh eyes in on the writing or maybe we’d even take a crack at it. It’s not really an if, more of a when so don’t go worrying about Dean. I like my new friends at work and everybody’s great but I miss Jared and my old ones. I’m definitely working with them again.”

“That’s great! Now come on, move that tush. We have reservations.”

“Reservations. Fancy,” he said. He put on a pair of socks and shoved his wallet in his pocket, following you out to the hall when you spun around.

“Oh yeah,” you smirked. “You may also have a little birthday surprise waiting for your downstairs so eyes shut mister.”

“You’re devious. I like that. I like that a lot. We should explore that later in bed.”

“Tempting. I’ll have to take you up on that,” you said. “Eyes shut.”

You held his hand and he shut his eyes, going down the hall with you. You went slowly down the steps, Jensen’s arm around you the whole time. You grinned and walked him over to the family room before leaving him in place.

“Open,” you said. He blinked open his eyes, quickly landing them on a grinning Jared standing there.

“How the hell are you here?” said Jensen, Jared giving him a big hug he quickly returned. “Shit I missed you man.”

“Me too. But it’s someone’s birthday this week and I don’t have work tomorrow so I caught a flight up this afternoon. Y/N thought I’d make a good present.”

“Fucking awesome present,” he said, still grinning ear to ear.

“You doing okay?” asked Jared, Jensen nodding. He gave him another hug and you smiled. “So how’s that crush on the nanny working out?”

“Shut up,” said Jensen, smirking as he pulled you into his side. “Jared. I know you guys met already but Y/N is your soon to be best friend just as an fyi.”

“Oh we’ve already started chatting,” you said, Jared chuckling. “He’s really sweet. I had to legit stop him from jumping on a plane that second when I texted him he thought something was wrong.”

“I think between the two of us we can keep an eye on him,” said Jared. “So you mind if I crash your date?”

“Not at all,” you said. “I’m taking both you boys out. My treat.”

“I’ll be back in a minute,” said Jensen two hours later while he excused himself to the bathroom. Jared finished off the last of his beer and smiled as he leaned back in his corner of the booth.

“You know I’m totally covering this right,” he said.

“Dutch?” you asked.

“I’ll take the alcohol, you take the food.”

“That I can agree to,” you said, glancing over the dessert menu. “I’m really happy you were able to come up to hang out. I know you got your own family and everything and this was last minute.”

“He’s my family too,” he said. “I’d do anything for him. Literally. Don’t ever hesitate to call me, no matter when or where. I’ll be there for him like he’s always been for me.”

“I’m not sure I’ve ever seen a smile on his face like that before.”

“I have. You just didn’t notice that night at the bonfire.” You shrugged and he cocked his head. “How long you two been dating?”

“A month or so,” you said.

“You like him?”

“He’s alright,” you said, smiling before you took a sip from your glass.

“Thanks for taking care of him lately.”

“Don’t need to thank me for that,” you said, sliding the dessert menu over to him.

“Yeah but I’m still going to,” he said. “I meant what I said earlier. Between the two of us he’ll be okay again.”

“He’s never gonna be the same. He’ll be happy and it won’t hurt as much. But it’ll come back and hit him time to time.”

“There’s a reason he’s my best friend and it’s not just because we worked together for so long. He’s always been there for me and I’ll be there for him. I feel better about him being up here when he’s got someone else watching his back.”

“You had the hard job, not me,” you said.

“He’s come a long way. Doesn’t mean this is a cakewalk though I’m sure.”

“No, you’re right about that,” you said as you spotted Jensen returning.

“You guys order dessert yet?” he asked, sliding in beside you.

“Why doesn’t the birthday boy pick,” teased Jared, handing the menu over to him. “You guys ought to come home for a weekend when you get a chance.”

“It’s kinda a long way to go with the kids for just a few days,” said Jensen. “But we’ll be home soon. Hopefully.”

“I can get you a gig on Walker anytime you want it dude, just ask.”

“Maybe. I kinda want to get with the guys and maybe work on that Supernatural stuff. I need good stuff to look forward to, you know?”

“I do,” said Jared. “As long as you come home eventually I’ll learn to live with just using your jet skis in the meantime.”

“See what I’ve been dealing with for over a decade?” asked Jensen.

“Oh yes. He’s horrible,” you teased. “We really shouldn’t have him sleepover then, should we?”

“You’re staying at the house?” asked Jensen with a grin.

“Duh. I didn’t just fly a thousand miles to not see you dude. I’m here all weekend. Let’s have some fun.”

“Boys I’m heading to bed,” you said around two in the morning.

“Yeah we ought to go to bed ourselves,” said Jared.

“I’ll grab you some sheets and stuff,” said Jensen. You waved goodnight to Jared, heading down the hall towards your room when Jensen wrapped an arm around your waist. “I thought you were gonna sleep with me from now on.”

“I am. Want to check something real quick.”

“Hurry back,” he said. He kissed your temple and ducked into his room, leaving you in the hall. You went down to your own and checked your email, smirking when you saw what you were looking for. A rattling of fingers on the door made you glance up, Jensen smiling there. “Texting your other boyfriend?”

“No, I sort of...submitted one of my stories to a publisher. They’ve been talking to me this week and said they’d get back to me today on if they wanted to move forward. They want to do a five book deal. I already have the stories done and mostly drawn anyways. They gave me an offer just now.”

“That’s awesome,” he said. “Seriously. We’re gonna celebrate tomorrow for sure.”

“It’s no big deal,” you said.

“It really is,” he said. He picked you up and grinned, carrying you back to his room. “I’m proud of you.”

“They’re stupid stories,” you said.

“I love those stupid stories,” he said, setting you on the bed. “The kids do too.”

“You’re just saying that cause you’re supposed to say that.” You set your phone on the nightstand and crawled under the covers, Jensen pulling you into his chest when het got underneath.

“My children think their mom is really okay now. They don’t get sad anymore and they ask questions about her again and I don’t want to cry every time I talk about her because your story reminded me that the wolf dad can be happy again for him too. That’s really fucking important to me right now in life.”

“Okay Papa Wolf,” you said. You grinned and he returned it. “Night Jensen.”

“Goodnight sweetheart.”

Two Months Later

“Hey Jared,” you said as you answered your phone. “What’s up?”

“Jensen at work?”

“Yeah. Late night again,” you said. “He’s answering texts between breaks I think.”

“Cool,” he said.

“You need something?” you asked.

“No, no. I’m good,” he said. “Thanks. I’ll catch you later.”

“You doing okay?” you asked.

“Yeah. Just want to talk to him for a minute,” he said. He was a little quiet and you sat down on the couch.

“You want to talk to me?” you asked.

“That’s okay.”

“Jared...Jensen and I are starting to get serious which means we’re gonna be together a lot considering how you two can’t go more than a day without talking. We can be good friends too,” you said. He was quiet and you hoped you hadn’t sounded too corny.

“I uh, I have bad days sometimes. Really normal days can be bad days in my head. It’s kinda how I was built I guess,” he said.

“Nothing wrong with that,” you said. “Today a bad day?”

“Kinda. Nothing happened. I had a normal day at work and home. I’m just off. He um...Jensen makes me feel better as lame as that sounds. Just talking for a few minutes helps my head get on track that somebody really does care.”

“He’s very good like that,” you said. “I know you mean the world to him. You’re his brother. It’s not lame that he makes you feel better. You make him feel better too. I owe you a lot for taking care of him after the accident.”

“I much prefer when I’m the one freaking out and he takes care of me,” chuckled Jared. “You guys coming home soon?”

“He’s got a few weeks left of filming but I might head down a little earlier, try to get the house sorted out down there with the kids and stuff,” you said. “He’s literally counting down the days.”

“He really likes working on the show though I thought.”

“Oh he does but he’s got a big circle on the calendar for the fifthteenth called Jared day. I think your boy is planning something fun.”

“I’m looking forward to it,” he said. “You mind if I ask a personal question?”

“Shoot, buddy,” you said, stretching in your seat.

“Do you love him?” he asked.

“Going full throttle out of the gate I see,” you said.

“I know. I know how he talks about you though. There’s no...casual relationship with him.”

“Well I haven’t said it to him yet and he hasn’t said it to me so...maybe another time I’ll be able to answer that question.”

“It’s been almost four months. You get to spend more time together than most couples starting out. I’d think you know by now,” he said.

“I do. But he deserves to hear it before anyone else,” you said.

“So you love him.”

“Most things I love have a habit of going away,” you said.

“He won’t,” he said. “You do more than make him happy, Y/N. A lot more.”

“I just wish he didn’t hurt.”

“He hurts a lot less lately. Some of that’s time and some of it’s you. Enjoy being one of his best friends. He doesn’t let that many people in that close.”

“I know. We were supposed to be talking about you I thought.”

“Eh, sometimes I just need the talk. Thanks. I got somebody else I can call now too.”

“It’s never a problem,” you said.

“It’s getting late there. I’ll let you go. Thanks for talking, really. I feel better.”

“Anytime Jared.”

“You too, Y/N.”

Three Weeks Later

“Doug you’re a lifesaver,” you said as finished washing Jensen’s truck in the driveway back home in Austin. He smiled as he wiped off his hands and gave Arrow a wave goodbye.

“I owed you for that 3am incident,” he said. “You got easy kids. Mine are vultures.”

“Yes, yes they are,” you laughed. He gave you a kiss on the check and smiled as he headed back for his car, another one coming down the open driveway. “Later Doug.”

“Later,” he said. Jensen exited the back of the car along with his backpack and a suitcase, the car pulling out, Doug following after.

“Hey. How was the flight?” you asked.

“Who was that?” he asked, dropping his bags on the pavement.

“Oh that’s just Doug. He’s a nanny. I needed an extra set of hands today watching the kids trying to finish up these chores before you got home and it was perfect timing,” you said. You smirked and walked over to kiss him, Jensen taking a step back. “Something wrong?”

“You kissed him.”

“No. I didn’t. He kissed my cheek,” you said. Jensen narrowed his eyes and you scoffed, wiping the sweat off your forehead. “Seriously? He’s my friend.”

“That kisses you.”

“He’s affectionate,” you said. “Also he’s kinda married so you can tone it down with the judgemental looks.”

“Oh. I’m sorry. You’re right. You should be able to kiss whoever you want despite being in a relationship,” he said. He grabbed his bags and brushed past you inside. You grumbled and went after him, finding him upstairs in his room. “What?”

“What stick is up your ass today? I haven’t seen you in almost three weeks. None of us have and you’re in a bad mood.”

“I was perfectly happy until I saw you kissing somebody else.”

“I wasn’t kissing him!”

“It didn’t look like that from my perspective.”

“Jensen.”

“Is this just a little game to you? You get bored of the older guy with kids finally?” he asked, crossing his arms. “Or maybe you just got caught finally.”

“I don’t cheat,” you said, getting in his face. “He kissed my cheek. I’ll call him to come back and explain this situation right now but I apparently you just think I’m a cheater.”

“Well maybe you are. Geez, we’ve been together over four months and no real sex yet? Cause that’s not sending red flags.”

“Because you weren’t fucking ready!” you shouted. “I’m not your wife and I’m never gonna be her. Don’t be mad at me for it.”

“No that’s for sure,” he said.

“The kids are in the front yard. Don’t expect me back today,” you said. You stormed downstairs and into your room, shoving some things in a bag before taking your purse and getting behind the wheel of your car.

You were seeing red by the time you were out of the suburbs. You slammed your hand against the wheel and shouted.

“You fucking asshole,” you said. You sniffled and drove for a bit before finally pulling off. You drove down a long road, rolling your eyes when of course you passed by his brewery. You’d never been but he’d told you about it more than once. You kept going down the road, eventually finding a park to pull into. You shut off the car and shut your eyes, a knock on the window making you jump. You put down your window when you saw a cop there and did your best to wipe off your face.

“You’re double parked,” he said.

“What?”

“You’re parked on the line,” he said.

“Sorry,” you said.

“Bad day?” he asked.

“Something like that,” you said. You could feel snot threatening to drip down your nose, the officer reaching into a pocket and handing you a tissue. “Thanks.”

“Best not to drive when you’re upset,” he said.

“Yeah. I’m just gonna sit here for a little while,” you said with a nod.

“Probably not a great idea to sit in a car next a playground,” he said. “The mom’s are kinda intense around here.”

“Of course they are,” you said, squeezing your eyes shut.

“Why don’t you move your car and you can join me on my patrol,” he said. “It’s only a short walk. Fresh air might do you good.”

“Last time I talked to another man my boyfriend sorta freaked out on me so maybe not a good idea,” you said. You blew your nose and realized what you’d said, the officer staring down. “I didn’t mean it like that.”

“Why don’t we take that walk so I can find out what you did mean.”

Two minutes later you were walking next to the cop. He had a baseball cap on and was in all black. You weren’t sure how he wasn’t boiling considering it was May in Austin.

“This boyfriend got a name?”

“You gonna run his name or something?” you asked.

“Do I need to?” he asked. You shook your head and he smiled. “He the jealous type? He get angry over you talking to other men?”

“It’s complicated.”

“If it doesn’t get uncomplicated I might have to pay this boyfriend a visit you understand.”

“His wife died last June.”

“Okay. I understand part of the complicated thing now.”

“Why’s he gotta be a dick? Called me a cheater,” you said. You crossed your arms and the cop chuckled. “Sorry.”

“As long as you don’t call me a dick we don’t got a problem. Did you cheat on him?”

“No. He...he works away and he just got home today and my guy friend was over helping me with watching my boyfriends kids while I did some chores and my guy friend is like, a really affectionate guy and he kissed my cheek as my boyfriend was coming in and my boyfriend thinks I was kissing him back and been cheating on him for the past three weeks.”

“Why don’t you just call the guy friend over to explain?”

“He got so pissed so fast and accused me of cheating. I’ve been dating him for nearly five months and he brings up the fact we haven’t had sex yet like that even matters when I’ve been holding back for him and he just blows up on me for fucking nothing,” you said.

“You’re both stubborn people, aren’t ya,” he said.

“Maybe,” you grumbled.

“Maybe this guy is scared and looking for a way out of the relationship. Or maybe he thinks you want out. You mentioned kids. That’s not easy.”

“He’s also...older. There’s an age gap. I was the nanny and now I’m the girlfriend nanny. He’s also kinda...famous,” you said.

“So there’s a lot of stress in this relationship then.”

“No,” you said, dropping your arms to your sides. “It’s not like that.”

“Maybe the dumb bastard just got scared of losing someone again,” he said. “Just a theory.”

“I wish he wasn’t scared,” you said. “I don’t know how to make him not afraid.”

“You ever think maybe he said that because you’re getting in there pretty good now and he’s getting real scared that losing you might hurt just as bad as this wife did.”

“He’s an idiot. But he’s my idiot,” you said.

“Talk to him. Get an apology and try to forgive him.”

“I already forgive him. I know him. He was scared and I got mad instead of realizing after so many weeks apart all he needed was a freaking hug.”

“Then go home and give him a hug,” he said.

“Thanks,” you said with a nod. “I must have looked like a hot mess or something.”

“Oh for sure,” he chuckled. You smiled and he laughed. “That looks better.”

“Jensen probably left like five messages on my phone by now,” you said. The cop you were with paused and smiled. “What?”

“A kinda famous Jensen. There’s really only one of those in town,” he said.

“Oh. Yeah. Please don’t share that he’s dating. He really wants to keep things private for a lot of reasons right now,” you said.

“He’s my buddy.”

“Your buddy?”

“We went to school together,” he said. “In tenth grade he went for a slide on second base, ripped his pants right down the middle. His hanes bright blue covered ass still managed to get around to home base.”

“He split his pants in a baseball game?” you smiled.

“I know quite a few of his dirty secrets,” he said. “I don’t really know that whole acting thing but him I know and that must make you Y/N. You ever in trouble kid, ever just got a bad feeling and want a cop to come by, give me a call.”

“Thanks,” you said as you took his card. “You really think he’s a dumb bastard?”

“Oh knowing it’s him, 100%. Give him a break. We like him when he smiles,” he said.

“I’m gonna give him a call,” you said. “We should hang out sometime now that Jensen has a break.”

“Definitely. I gotta finish my patrol,” he said. “Take care Y/N.”

“Bye,” you said as you headed back towards your car. You pulled out your phone and saw seven missed calls and twelve unread texts. You tapped the screen and put the phone up to your ear, only ringing for a second.

“I’m sorry,” said Jensen.

“Me too.”

“I’m the one that...shit I’m so sorry, Y/N. I don’t know what happened.”

“You missed me and you were scared and seeing Doug probably hurt like a bitch,” you said.

“I’m so sorry. I don’t want to be the stupid jealous boyfriend.”

“I’m not too far from your brewery if you want to meet there. Get a beer. Blow this over,” you said.

“I’m sorry.”

“I forgive you. Stop apologizing. I want to give you a hug,” you said.

“I’ll meet you there in thirty minutes?” he asked.

“I’ll see you soon honey.”

“Hi,” said Jensen as you sat at a quiet table in the back, sipping on a beer and eating a piece of pizza. You smiled and stood up, giving him a hug. He tucked his head down and sighed. “I’m sorry.”

“Hey we survived our first big fight as a couple,” you said. “That deserves beer and pizza.”

He sat down next to you, forcing a smile on his face. You reached over and cupped his cheek, Jensen turning into it.

“Please forgive yourself,” you said.

“I don’t really want to,” he said.

“You called me a cheater. I get what I want today and that’s for you to forgive yourself.”

“I don’t know why I said that.”

“Jensen,” you said, stroking his cheek. “I love you.”

He stared at you, a different look in his eyes, the tiniest sliver of a smile peeking through. You inched closer and slid your hand around to the back of his neck, pulling him into a kiss. He felt softer than usual, lips barely moving against yours.

“I love you,” he said. He wrapped his arms around you and grinned. “I have loved you for a very long time.” You kissed him again, Jensen returning it.

He left his arm around your back, smirking when you did the same to him.

“Can we forget about earlier?” you asked. He nodded and rested his head on your shoulder.

“One last I’m sorry though,” he said.

“Just don’t call me that again and we’re all good, Jens,” you said. “Now eat some of this pizza so I don’t feel like a glutton.”

“I don’t have to slip into a superhero costume any more so dad bod here I come,” he chuckled.

“Does that mean Solider Boy meets some untimely end?”

“No spoilers,” he said. “But I don’t think I’ll be going back to that show. At least as often. I know I want to direct an episode of walker in the fall. I talked to Jared about it actually so that’ll be fun. I might do a duck and run guest appearance on it. I’ll line up something for next year but I want to be home for awhile, do work around here.”

“I know quite a few people who would be more than okay with that,” you said.

“Don’t make any plans for Saturday,” he smirked.

“I thought you were having your Jared day tomorrow.”

“Oh we are. Gen invited you and the kids over. She’d like to get to know you. You’ll love her,” he said.

“So what’s Saturday then?” you asked.

“I’d like to take you and the kids out on the boat. We haven’t been since before the accident. Maybe we can go out for dinner and put up the tent in the backyard, have a sleepover out there with the kids.”

“That sounds fun.”

“And...I’d like to maybe next week take you out for the day, just us, maybe...spend the night somewhere,” he said.

“Like a hotel?” you asked.

“Yeah. Or the kids can have a sleepover at Jared’s. Maybe.” He glanced down and you moved your arm from his back, reaching behind yourself to hold his hand. Green eyes flickered over to yours and you smiled. “I’m-”

“You know if you keep apologizing about earlier I’m not going to have sex with you,” you said. “That’s just facts.”

“Okay,” he chuckled. “No more apologies. Aside from...I really am sorry about what I said. I’m the one that’s been holding back and not once have you asked for more.”

“We said we’d take it slow and that’s okay,” you said. He squeezed your hand and nodded. “I don’t like you because you’re attractive or your hair is great or your arms are massive. Having fun with you is fun but that’s not why I’m here.”

“I don’t know if I can give you things you want,” he said.

“Just give me you and that’s good with me,” you said.

“Okay,” he said quietly. You scooted closer to him, Jensen tucking a stray hair behind your ear. “Let’s do it now.”

“Uh, what?” you said, taking a sip from your beer.

“The kids aren’t home and I don’t want to wait and-”

“You don’t have to ask me twice,” you said, knocking back your beer and flipping the cardboard down over your pizza. He stared and you burped, picking up the box. “There’s like six slices left and this is too good to waste, even for sex.”

“You have literally never been more attractive than in this moment,” he said.

“I could be.”

“I’ll see you at the house in twenty?”

“Yes you will Ackles.”

Forty minutes later you hand was slapping against his headboard, legs squeezed so tight around his waist you were shocked he wasn’t complaining. You moaned loudly as he teased your clit and he delivered one more hard thrust. He grunted as you gripped his shoulder with your other hand.

“Jensen,” you breathed out. “I’m right there. Please, please, please…”

You arched your back when he thrust hard, fingers rubbing just a bit rougher and you came all around him, every muscle tensed and riding out that high, long, deep, absolutely perfect orgasm. Jensen thrust a few more times before he groaned and rested his head on your shoulder, big panting breaths fanning over your skin.

He was sweaty but pulled out slowly, plopping down on the bed beside you, hand resting on his chest.

“I don’t know about you but that was good,” he said. “Damn good.”

You giggled between breaths, nodding your head slightly. You tilted it over towards his, Jensen already staring at you with soft hooded green eyes.

“Definitely damn good,” you breathed. His lips tugged up into a smile, warm and gentle, his head inching closer to you. You sat up and leaned down to kiss him, Jensen breaking off when he needed air. You trailed a finger down his chest before climbing out of bed and excusing yourself to the bathroom. After you cleaned up you found Jensen chucking the condom in the trash and wiping himself off quickly.

“Come here you,” he said. He picked you up bridal style and carried you back to the bed, laying you down carefully. “I’m big on after sex cuddling just so you know.”

“I find that to be a very attractive quality,” you said as he lay down. He reached down to the end of the bed and grabbed the bunched up blanket, pulling it over the two of you. His arm slid under your head and he pulled you into his side, encouraging you to use him as a pillow. “You’re warm.”

“So are you,” he said. He kissed your temple and let out a deep breath. “Thank you.”

“For what?”

“I never thought I’d be able to do that ever again. Let alone not feel bad about doing it,” he said.

“You okay?”

“I’m great,” he said. “Really. I know Dee would have been telling me to not worry so I didn’t. I don’t...I feel like I can talk about her again, you know?”

“You used to call her your wife a lot. Recently you’ve been saying her name more. I think you really are healing, Jensen.”

“I knew the second you left earlier I messed up. I dropped the kids off at Jared’s and then I wound up at the cemetery. I saw these purple flowers there. It’s kinda a different flower but they were her favorite. I’ve only ever told one other person those were her favorites,” he said. You traced your finger over his pec and rested your palm flat on his chest. “Why’d you put flowers there?”

“Why wouldn’t I Jensen?”

“That’s how I knew I can stop being so scared when it comes to you. Purple fucking flowers. You’re just…”

“I love you too,” you said, giving his whole body a squeeze. He returned it, holding you for a long time, neither one of you saying a word. It wasn’t until you noticed the light starting to change in the room that you both moved.

“Y/N,” said Jensen when you sat upright. You looked over your shoulder, a smile on his face. “Do you want to stay upstairs with me from now on instead of your room? It’s okay if-”

“I’d love to,” you said. “To be honest, I slept up here the other night.”

“You did?” he asked as you nodded.

“I missed you.”

“Me too,” he said.

“I know three little faces that really missed you too,” you said. He smiled and nodded. “Let’s go get the rascals.”

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A/N: Read Part 9 here!

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