#mr.serious?

[itsallgoodmann]

I'm going to act like I did not sob throughout the entirety of writing this story holy shit.

"Charles Knew that Love Existed Because Arthur was Love"

Desc: Arthur tells Charles about his condition and they both slowly realize they care a lot more about each other than they originally thought. Apparently loss can really strengthen emotions, especially unresolved ones.

(Heavily implied Charthur, comfort, angst, death, grief, mutual confession of love...You get the idea. Inspired by the fanart above (not mine obvs!))

"Hey Charles," Arthur sat down on the crate next to Charles, overlooking the main campfire. Charles gently rubbed gun oil on his sawed-off shotgun, thinking quietly to himself, like he always did.

"Arthur." Charles nodded at Arthur, glancing at him quickly before looking back at his gun. Arthur put his hands in his lap, clasped together tightly. He closed his eyes briefly, trying his best to gather his thoughts. He had known Charles for less than a year, but somehow Arthur felt more connected to him than Dutch.

Arthur didn't want to tell him. In fact, Arthur couldn't think of a thing he wanted to do less than tell Charles the truth...

Because he was dying. Famous gunslinger Arthur Morgan, taken by a goddamn lung disease. How ironic. Charles deserved to know, he had been so kind to Arthur. Arthur remembered the weeks after the O'Driscolls had kidnapped and shot him, and who stayed by his wagon the longest.

Not Dutch, not John, not even Hosea.

Charles.

"You shouldn't get up," Charles said bluntly, staring into Arthur's blue eyes, glazed over in a Morphine-filled daze. Arthur shook his head like he did every time someone told him not to do something. It didn't stop him from hoisting himself up so his head rested on the back of the wagon. Charles just shook his head, a small smile on his face.

"Swanson's Morphine is certainly doing its job," Charles muttered, mostly to himself, Arthur scoffed in return.

"Why you here anyways?" Arthur took a deep breath and tried not to wince at the stitches from the gunshot wound in his abdomen. Charles chuckled, a lighthearted noise that made Arthur smile...Even if it was mostly because of the Morphine.

"Just, watching... Got nothing better to do." Charles shrugged his shoulders and continued sharpening his knife next to Arthur's wagon.

"I think in the time you've been with us-" Arthur took a moment to think about what he was going to say, his words slightly slurred from the drugs.

"I've never heard you speak more than two sentences to anyone." Arthur shook his head, smiling. Charles rolled his eyes.

"I just don't have much to say, I guess." Charles shook his head, but couldn't help the smile that graced his face.

"Charles...Smith... The lone wolf... A man of few words." Arthur put his hands up and made a gesture like he was reading a newspaper headline.

"If I knew you were going to act like an idiot I wouldn't have given you the Morphine." Charles shot back, but he didn't take any offense. How could someone take offense to the ramblings of a Morphine drunk Arthur? Arthur acted like he had been shot (very fitting), giving Charles an exasperated look.

"The lone wolf does speak!" He said dramatically, drawling out the 'does' to annoy Charles even more.

"You should sleep Arthur," Charles finally said, putting away the knife and other sharpening materials.

"Y'know..." Arthur yawned, the euphoric sensation of the Morphine and the drowsiness that healing cost was really getting to him.

"I'm quite fond of you, Mr.Serious." Arthur slurred, moving his head down to the pillow and looking up. Charles studied Arthur's expression, trying to read his true emotions. Arthur's eyebrows were relaxed, his lips upturned in a lazy smile. He could see the crow's feet that appeared next to his eyes, and the scar that was on the bottom of his chin. Charles meant to ask about it, but never did.

"You've always been the hardest worker in camp," Arthur yawned again, and Charles shushed him.

"Go to sleep Arthur, for god's sake."

"Somethin' on your mind?" Charles' deep voice brought Arthur out of his thoughts, and Arthur nodded. Charles looked at him, narrowing his eyes a little bit. Charles must have had an inkling of what Arthur wanted to speak about. He was quiet, but he wasn't stupid. At this point, no one could deny Arthur looked sick...Real sick. His collarbones were sticking out from his pale splotchy skin, his clothes were now bagged around him. His eyes were bloodshot, and when he ate there was a large coughing fit that followed.

The cough. It made Charles' ears ring, the violent shake of his chest, the crackled wheezes that followed. Charles saw the bloodstains on the inside of Arthur's sleeve.

"You wanna ride with me?" Arthur blurted out, Charles took a second but nodded.

"Always." He said curtly. Charles walked with Arthur over to his horse, before he mounted Taima. Arthur led the way to the outskirts of Annesburg, before riding aimlessly towards the mountains surrounding the Wapiti Indian Reservation.

"Yer a smart man Charles," Arthur started, taking in short breaths, thinking hard about how to word things. This did nothing but make Charles nervous.

"Arthur," Charles said in almost a warning, like he was afraid Arthur was going to beat around the bush and never get to the point. Charles didn't like it when people weren't straightforward. However, Arthur was the only exception to this rule. The only noises that accompanied them through the ride were the clopping of hooves on rock, and the rushing of water from the nearby Dakota River.

"If things go bad, you get yourself out of there, alright?" Arthur coughed but tried to stifle it, which only made it worse.

Charles wanted to get off his horse and punch Arthur in the face. Not because he was angry at Arthur...

But because he was scared. Charles Smith, the fearless lone wolf. It wasn't like Charles hadn't experienced loss before, hell, in the last few months it was constant... Davey, Sean, Kieran, Hosea, Lenny, Molly... Charles was sad, of course, but life went on. The sun still shone the next day, the coffee was still brewed like normal, and the songbirds still chirped their melodies.

"You got... More to lose." Arthur said, his voice softer, more vulnerable. Charles shook his head, immediately shooting back,

"No. Come on. Don't start talking like that." It was obvious though, even when Arthur explained it.

"I didn't tell you before," Arthur took in a wheezing breath.

"I saw a doctor."

Charles wanted to jump into the Dakota River and feel his entire body go numb from the cold. He wanted to push his hands to his ears and hum until he couldn't hear Arthur's words anymore because they cut like a knife. They made him bleed like no one had ever done before. Instead, Charles gripped the reins of Taima tighter, slowing down to a gentle trot.

"It's pretty bad, and it's gonna get worse."

Charles shook his head, but luckily Arthur didn't notice. He bit his lip and tried to make sense of it all.

"Take a left down this trail," Charles said softly, pointing to the slightly worn trail into the thick woods of the Cumberland forest. Charles led Arthur to a clearing, where a thick, lush layer of grass grew, and flowers erupted from the space.

"I don't remember much of my childhood," Charles said, dismounting his horse and motioning for Arthur to do the same. Arthur followed Charles into the clearing and they both sat down on a fallen log, covered in bright green moss.

"My mama though, she taught me all about the herbs..." Charles smiled gently, then motioned to the flowers. Arthur looked at him, confused.

"These are flowers..." Arthur corrected, Charles just shook his head and chuckled.

"She taught me about the flowers too, if you'd let me finish." Charles pointed to the flower with stems that held a few dozen tiny bundles of red flowers, with a bright yellow center.

"Blood flower," Charles said, Arthur nodded, listening intently. Charles then pointed at the other flower that covered the clearing, a stem that held a single, cupped, red flower.

"Field Poppy," Charles informed, Arthur could have probably guessed that, but just hearing Charles talk was enough. There were a few minutes of comfortable silence, the horses quietly grazing near them.

"Did the doctor say how long?" Charles was careful with his words, but he wanted...No, needed to know.

"A couple weeks, a couple months..." Arthur drawled, coughing again. This time the fit was so bad Arthur wheezed for breath afterward. Charles rubbed Arthur's back, hoping the contact would soothe something, even if it was just his soul.

"You're a good man, Arthur Morgan." Charles forced through gritted teeth, afraid if he said more he would have to wipe tears off his face. Arthur chuckled.

"I ain't a good man,"

Charles frowned, if only Arthur could see himself through Charles' gaze. The way he glowed, Arthur's soft smile and kind words. He acted tough, but he loved. Charles closed his eyes and took a deep breath, promising himself he wasn't going to break down.

"I'm only going to say this once, Arthur," Charles warned.

"You're one of the best men I know." Charles smiled bittersweetly like it should be obvious to Arthur.

"You're kind, hard-working, loyal, and smart." Charles removed his hand from Arthur's back, before resting it on his shoulder.

"Hell, you've probably saved my life countless times." Charles sighed, then made eye contact with Arthur. What a horrible choice. Icy blue eyes, bloodshot and tearstained, inflamed with the pain of the human condition. Charles stared back at Arthur with warm brown eyes, trying to keep his equanimity. He was normally very good at it, a skill he prided himself on, but this was different. At that moment, in the clearing, Charles realized something.

He was soft for Arthur Morgan. He wanted to see Arthur happy, he wanted to see him thrive. It took everything in Charles not to scream about how he loved Arthur Morgan... And, more importantly, how much he loved the way Arthur loved. Freely and fully. Arthur rarely shared by the campfire, but when he did it was always a story about saving a man who got bitten by a snake, or a woman who was stranded because her horse died.

"Yer' a good man Charles, one of the best." Arthur choked out, now trying to keep his own composure. Charles just smiled, it was all he could do. But Charles broke when Arthur made eye contact with him again, his face wet with the streams of hot tears that poured down his cheeks. It was instinct as he opened his arms for Arthur, hugging him tightly. In a useless wish, Charles thought about how he regretted not doing this earlier. Arthur clung to Charles and Charles clung just as much back. Arthur wrapped his arms around Charles, burying his head into Charles' chest. In a swift movement, Charles gently brought his hand up to the back of Arthur's head, his other arm wrapped securely around him. They both sat there for a good while, breathing in the scent of each other and trying to memorize the way their bodies fit so perfectly together.

"Shouldn't leave things unsaid, should I?" Arthur finally said, breaking the silence. Charles nodded, still holding Arthur close to his chest.

"Then I think I love you, Charles." Charles wasn't going to debate what exactly Arthur meant by this. Charles didn't care. He loved him back.

"I think I love you too, Arthur," Charles murmured, now gently carding his fingers through Arthur's hair.

"I always imagined you were a Bison," Arthur muttered softly, Charles nodded.

"Dutch told me I was like a buck... Unlikely friends." Arthur chuckled, but it ended in a painful cough that Charles tried his best to soothe.

"You think we'll meet in another life?" Arthur looked up at the sky, it was now dusk, and the stars were beginning to appear. Charles nodded,

"I hope so." Arthur smiled at the response, a real nice smile.

"Then I'll look forward to meeting you all over again." Arthur was always the best at bringing out even the most buried emotions. Charles froze, trying not to lose it. He didn't want Arthur to go. He can't let go. He was never able to let go, everything he ever lost is covered in claw marks from when he tried to make it stay. Charles choked back a sob, gently lifting Arthur's head to place a tender kiss on his forehead. Arthur's blue eyes fluttered shut, and for a moment, every decision Arthur ever made had spun through his mind, all leading up to this one single exchange. Perhaps death wasn't going to be that bad. Charles brought both of his hands and cupped Arthur's jaw, looking at him, trying to memorize the face.

Charles knew that love existed because Arthur was love.

That's why, when Charles carried the limp, cold, body of Arthur Morgan down that mountain, one arm around his torso, the other around his leg, he made sure to stop by that clearing. He uprooted those flowers and planted them on his grave. It was the least he could do.

"Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for Righteousness."

A/N- Woah! First fanfic on this account! Last time I regularly wrote fanfiction was when I was sixteen (I am in my twenties now). Couldn't get Charthur out of my head so I created this (it got very out of hand very fast). Unfortunately, I do not apologize for the amount of heartbreak this may cause you.

If you would like to leave a request, go for it! I am a full time college student, and I do work two jobs, so there's no telling if I'll ever get to it, but if it's a good enough request I'm sure I'll make time. It's weird to be so familiar yet unfamiliar with creating a fanfic post, but alas, I'll stop yapping. Hope you enjoyed the fic!

Fanart used can be found here, credit to conconarts!

[urdgealesisbaby]

I've seen these prompts on Pinterest and I was wondering if you could do them with René and Urd

"I'll carve out your tongue if it will stop you from flirting with anyone else"

"You're being too friendly with them"

"You need to stop talking to them"

(Renè and no you don't have to do them separately you can just smush these prompts up in a fic, I don't want you to do extra work)

"Pretend you never saw that, I can't stand it when you look so scared"

"You know you're mine don't you?"

(With Urd)

I love all your works and I understand if you can't do this request but I'm hoping for the best that you can do it cuz I know you're an amazing writer and yes I MEAN these words, you're a great writer and I'd love to read more of your works! Take caree

Hello! First off,I wanna thank you so much for your kind words! Really,it means a lot.

Also,I must thank everyone who has became a part of my blog,doesn't matter if you liked,commented,reblogged or requested something,you all helped me so much improve this little blog of mine! You are very much appreciated and I owe you everything because you brought me here!

WARNING! Mentions of dead corpse,blood!

Word count: 1.066

Prompts in bold

Rene Simm

Rene has always been the guy that treated you way too well,even if you didn't behave correctly or even if you made crucial mistakes.It was only true for his personality to act that way towards you,or was it?

It was always like he was too quiet,even for you,when even a person such as yourself wasn't that talkative or a much of  an extrovert.

You two were at a party,Rene always knew that you liked parties,because you are a human and after all,humans like all this type of things where there's loud music and many people.Rene didn't really like those kind of things,but it was clear that you enjoyed them,so the situation didn't matter for him as long as you didn't do anything stupid or something that would piss him off.He was anyways a very calm figure so yeah,hard to piss off,especially when we take the fact that you're his lover.

At first,Rene didn't think much of this party,it was something like going to the mall to do the groceries shopping.That did hold well until you started to get a bit drunk and maybe flirty.

Rene knew that his darling wasn't someone who would get so flirty from drinking just a few shots.This time he was wrong.

Rene:-You're being too friendly with them.Take a break from all the flirting.

Y/n:-It's nothing more than friendly flirting with them,there's no use of me if I don't talk anything with anyone.

Rene:-I didn't say for you to not talk to anyone.I just said that you should take a break from all this flirting and lovely-dovely stuff going on.

Y/n:-You're really jealous,aren't you,old vampire? What a boring old vampire,I wonder why are you so jealous?

(You ask in a really disrespectful tone towards him)

Rene:-I'm not jealous.I'm worried about you.

Y/n:-Really?Is that true? Because I don't think so.

Rene:-I suggest for you to stop this and stop drinking more now.

Y/n:-Oh really? See the jealousy I've been talking about,Mr.Serious Man? (You ask him in a playful tone)

You were being so drunk that Rene needed to stop you or else something bad would happen to your 'friends'.

Rene:-You need to stop talking to them.

Y/n:Are you gonna stop me now or what? Haha.

Rene:-I'll carve out your tongue if it will stop you from flirting with anyone else.

At that moment,you knew you were in deep shit with him.

Rene didn't get angry at anyone before and even if he were to get angry,it wouldn't be like that.

You thought inside your mind that the situation was really bad and you should've stopped drinking a while ago.

Rene:I didn't mean it like that,but you should really calm yourself,Y/n.

And then he takes you home while being very affectionate towards you.

Urd Geales

It was known in his kingdom that he was indeed a man of a few words.Urd Geales was after all the most important leader of the vampires now that his brother had left him and they were stripped away by fate and their father.

He didn't talk much,nor he wanted to talk more.He preffered always actions over words,that being a personality trait that attracted you and you loved that about him.

Under much more complicated circumstances,you got into a relationship with this vampire-man,also said the King of Russia.That title was something he was able to mantain due to his harsh and cold attitude and his few words that he spoke.

People could say he was much feared,but really it wasn't your case.

You were someone whom he was in love with him.He was very happy for the fact that he met someone that could assist him in this boring life that all the vampires had to live because of their 'sins'.

Whenever he wanted something from you,he would say it and you had the privilege to accept or decline his intentions,unlike the common folk that he ruled over.

You could say you were in a pretty healthy relationship with him,all because you were the most protected human in all this world.

There was once a man whom had followed you back home.You were so scared for the first time in your life that you almost peed your pants from this situation.Urd was of course on his way to protect you,but this time he managed to do something one could say 'special' to his victim.

He was getting so pissed off that the man that was following you had a lot of courage to even flirt with you and catch you.It was unimaginable to have such disrespect for the King's partner.

After he saves you,you become curious about what's happening in your house's basement as you hear very many screams.

Y/n:-Urd?Why is there a man screaming inside our basement?

Urd:-You know you're mine,don't you?

Y/n:-Of course I know,how could I not? You're always showering me with love,how couldn't I?

Urd:-Good.

You were still wary of the screams,so you decide to ask Urd again.It was very visible that he tried to dodge your question.

Y/n:-Still,what about the basement? You can't ignore my question forever,Urd.

Urd then makes a sad expression on his face and shows you the dead body in the basement.It was the man that had been following you for a while and the one who made you scared.

As you see the dead body,your body starts to tremble because of the front view that you had now.

Urd:-Pretend you never saw that, I can't stand it when you look so scared.

It was clear for the both of you that you didn't wanna repeat this scene.It was a horrific one and Urd didn't want you to get this scared again.

Urd then drags you back,because you almost fainted in front of him.It was the first time you ever saw Urd doing that,maybe he did it in the past too,but ou didn't get to see it.

Maybe there was still a side of him that he didn't get to show you.You could say it wasn't a pleasant one.

Thank you for your amazing request! I really enjoyed writing this.

[irisopranta]

🧑‍🤝‍🧑 - Do they have any siblings?

"Why yes!" Iris was excited, "Ephault is my older brother. He's a bit of a sour puss and is always Mr.Serious." She placed her finger on her chin, looking up as to recall things about her brother. " Though he is a reliable guy. Works for the Gods' Quiver. Amazing with a bow and not too shabby with a sword and shield. I guess it's okay for him to be serious. Gotta keep those trainees on their toes." She sighs, "Though he is quite caring. I love him and I'm glad he's my brother even when he doesn't want me to my usual chipper self."

Thanks for the ask @furys-mercy

[yoongis-black-grilfriend]

Tragedy

Summary: You're getting ready for bed and are met with the surprise of two ghost faces in your room.

Warnings; Pentravtive sex, Oral (male) recieving, Fingering, Threesome?, CNC (kinda), Ghostface!Stu and Ghostface!Billy, Knife Play, Choking, Degradation, Picture Taking, noncon, dead dove, murder, DEATH, READER DEATH. This overall thing is just disrespectful so beware lmao.

Getting your skincare together you put a series of serums and creams on your face and you move on to your body with moisturizing yourself with white peach lotion finishing it off with your matching white peach perfume with a spray to your neck and wrist. You grab your pink robe and put it on making sure you tie it before going into your room.

As soon as you look into your room you gasp loudly when you are met with two people with ghostface masks before one of them comes up to you wrapping their palm on your mouth. “Make sure you stay quiet or all of this will be over in an instant” He said with an excited tone as you nodded looking in the eyes of the mask trying to see if you could recognize these men.

The man that has his hand on your mouth walks you to your bed and throws you on it causing one of your boobs to become exposed. You quickly try to cover it before the other man that was sitting on your bed slaps your hand. “Don’t try to cover up sweetheart”

His voice is deeper than his friends. His fingers are rough as he trails his index and middle finger on your thigh goosebumps arise in the wake of him trailing his fingers on your soft skin. Your breath gets harder when he moves his fingers towards the inside of your thigh. When he tries to move his fingers on your unclothed pussy you try to squeeze your legs together so he wouldn't have access to go further.

The other ghostface sees this and walks over to you slamming your legs open. You're exposed to two men that you are sure you haven't seen a day in your life. The one with the deeper voice circles his fingers on your clit before he pushes two fingers into your acing pussy causing you to tilt your head back with a moan.

“Fuck!” you exclaimed you didn't want to enjoy this but it felt so good his fingers were stretching you out in the most delicious way. “I knew you would enjoy this you fucking whore” the man said moving his fingers at a more rapid pace. “Yeah man, she really looks like she’s enjoying this,” the other one says with a laugh.

“I’m going to cum” you shout. The speed of his cold fingers get faster until you come undone with nothing but stars in your eyes. “We’re just getting started princess” you hear while someone unbuckles their pants. “Open your mouth slut” you obey opening your mouth. The goofy one (lmao) takes his cock out of his jeans and pushes it past your lips hissing at your tongue meeting his tip.

He wastes no time moving his hips at a fast pace. You choke around his cock when Mr.Serious cock inches inside of you slowly your eyes start to water tears are sliding down your cheeks. All you can see through your blurry vision was them, all you could see was them on top of you taking anything that they wanted in their black and white masks.

“I’m surprised by how tight you are, whores like you don’t deserve to have a good pussy like this” the man that was pounding into said through gritted teeth not holding himself back at all. The other man that was fucking your face shove your head all the way to his pelvic and held your head still while he useed you troat to get himself off letting a strings of “Fuck yeah” and “Oh my fuck” fall through his lips.

Suddenly a knife made an appearance on your skin and it was slowly reaching your stomach as you felt the heat on the bottom of your abdomen appear for the second time of the night. You see him on top of you moving the knife while he cock was hitting your cervix. Your head falls back and your back arches as you feel yourself start to shake from the orgasm that you are experiencing.

Soon after you get hit with cum in your mouth and cum feeling up your stomach at the same time as the men above you ride out their highs while groaning while the knife is still trailing on the bottom of your stomach. “I want you to beg for your life you useless whore” the man that was still inside you said with a strong wrath of anger in his tone.

Your heart started to beat faster and you were getting more terrified by the second. “Please let me go, I have already given you guys all you wanted!” You said pleading for your life, but your pleas fell on death ears.

“You haven’t given us all we wanted yet and princess” your head moves back and forth to both of them in confusion . “Exactly, do you know what we really want?” You shook your head because no answer came to mind.

“Your life” the man still inside of you said, plunging the knife he had trailing on your stomach into your abdomen immediately taking your breath away as your vision was getting darker and darker with the agonizing pain of your life being taken away.

The last thing you heard before you were welcomed by darkness was the click of a camera and two dark laughs that would haunt you in your afterlife.

A/n this one is lowkey scary but let me know if you like it 🤭

[mindthedocent]

Ok so imagine min got a partime job at some serious law firm or something (just a job that requires him to be serious all the time) and one day hes outside talking to someone about important stuff and ryan pulls up in their van and Ryan's like "MINNNNNN" and min completely switches from mr.serious to "RYAN HOW ARE YOU HONEYY" and his coworkers all look at him as him and ryan just act like a cute lil couple and then ryan drives away and min looks back and hes just like "what."

THIS IS CUTE ACTUALLY

ryan dropped by to give min lunch or something so he has to get out of the van and theyre both all smiley and tactile and stuff and then as ryan leaves they wave at each other until the van turns a corner and then min goes back to serious

and his coworkers are like 👀 who ARE you who WAS that

min like, who ryan? hes my bandmate :]

min's coworkers:

[kuronanox]

I can’t let go-Nozel

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"What is it?"

"Me and Fuegoleon are dating!"

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

"Are you happy?"

"Always!"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I saw her letters on your desk before."

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

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

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

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

Dear Nozel,

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

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

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

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

[pallid-panda-does-art]

WIP sketch of my OC Kai in his beach wear. Mr.serious cant even crack a smile at the beach smh 

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[yamchaas]

The fact that the two people who ended up latching on to and loving Tien the most were Launch and Yamcha never ceases to make me smile- like Mr.Serious, quiet and brooding has an absolute sweetheart/the wildest woman on earth and a happy go lucky, bubbly- if a lil bit silly dude who just went :) him :) love that guy. Gonna visit him at his farm :)

[woah-were-halfway-there]

Y/n feeling alright for a good few minutes the contracts aren’t bad at the moment and she’s dealing with two giant kids who are playing with Medicine balls. Bre and Auston keep bouncing on them giggling and Auston ends up pushing Bre and y/n like “Auston that’s not very nice!” as she says that he ends up falling back “oh shit!” he tumbles “that’s what you deserve!”. Auston after a good few minutes of joking around with his sisters and y/n starts to be Mr.Serious as the doctors and nurses come in

Cuuuuuute and just imagine her and Alex watching them like 🤦🏻‍♀️

[devilrxt-movedto-chaxticblxnde]

I think I am gonna add a new sibling. Not immediately but it’s going to happen sooner or later. I still need to choose which of the three I have. I’ll give you guys a lil more info on them in case you wanna put your two cents in on which one you’re interested in.

Adelgonde. One of the older sisters (just older than Abraxas) who is kind of a ditz and generally unpleasant. Think of Cicero’s bitchiness but with all bark and no bite. 

Demoriel. The wielder of Cherub Stomper. Older than Adelgonde but based on maturity, you’d think he’s the youngest brother. The only person who isn’t scared of Abraxas and/or Cicero and is the very few who still likes Dialen’s company.

Malphas. The no nonsense eldest brother who nobody disrespects. He’s the big, bad Mr.Serious. . .until you convince him to have a few drinks which isn’t as possible as you’d think. Yeah, he’s respectable but that doesn’t mean any of his younger siblings have to like him (you know which two I’m talking about). 

[jkcreation]

omg i never thought of it that way 😳 if it was mama acier’s doing THEN THE BRAID CAN STAY

but tbh i always just assumed its because he wanted to look like a fierce eagle lmao dkndks

I’m almost thinking that his mom was making fun of him but because he’s Mr.Serious all the time he took it seriously. On top of that his mom could have fought Megicula even later that day! Oh this headcannon just got REAL sad.

[thickasthievesstreetwear]

Get Serious with this MR.SERIOUS 12 can zip bag. Even room for caps and markers. #thickasthievescrew #thickasthievesstreetwear #graffitishop #graffitistore #graffitisuppliesni #graffitisupplies #orderonline #spraypaint #mrserious #bag #streetwearbrand #streetwear https://www.instagram.com/p/CBnLH9UJ1Ml/?igshid=17v0bxfzlcbyx

[malizzpt]

My friend Wedding day. I'm happy to saw my friends starting to have nice family,today she is very beautiful lady in white dress, i want to marry too but i don't know when Allah will give him near me. enjoy your life, have a nice future. take care each other.love together.

#23/11/19

mr.serious​ i'm waiting you.

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[southerncountiesrescue]

Reposted from @adventures_of_ee_and_nym (@get_regrann) - Excuse me, but to you have any Grey Poupon? . #higginsthefostercat #Mr.Serious #housepanther #adoptdontshop #adopterneeded #fosteringsaveslives #blackcat - #regrann https://ift.tt/2Q9lQEG

[17x17x17rubixcube]

So we’ve got

The serious look, shit goes down

Mr.serious senior, shit really goes down, people are uncomfortable

And then you’ve just got

...house... what?

[kimmiearrington89]

Rough Day

Leonard McCoy x Reader Fandom- Star Trek AOS Word Count- 1,113 Warning-drinking, SMUT, throwing up, and some fluff Note- This story took me awhile to write with life getting in the way. I hope y'all enjoy this!! ------------------------------ You are in his quarters as you had a rough day as the ships counselor. "Rough day sweetheart?," You hear him asking as your eyes move over to him. "You can say that Leo," "Come here," You walk over to him as your chest touches his, while his arms drapes around you holding you. "I'm sorry Y/N. We need a night to relax and let loose," You move your head hack, just staring at him. "You let loose? That's funny Leonard," "Come on, Im not Mr.Serious all the time. Hell Im a little rough with you in bed," "I'm more rougher and kinky then you are babe," Your eyes just stare at each other as you both didn't want to move. "Your right but I can be rougher if you want me to be," You break the embrace between the two of you as you walk over to the closet. Opening it you grab a big bottle of Whiskey and shot glasses. "Oh no darlin, we aren't doing shots tonight," A smirk emerges on your face. "Oh yes you are. We both are off duty tomorrow so we can deal with the hangover tomorrow," "Ugh fine damnit I'm in. If I take advantage of you don't blame me," "Leo it will be the other way, I can handle my alcohol better then you," "Sweetheart Let's make a bet right now. If either of us pass out, the other takes advantage of the other one. You know I get horny whenever I drink," "And a grump too," Leonard isn't the kind of man to drink too much but whenever he did, you had to watch out for him if you were around him. Whenever he was alone or with other crew members he would just drink to drink or get over the day. Different people he turns into when he drinks. "Darlin are we at an agreement?," "Your on McCoy," You sit down at the table as he sat across from you. Opening the bottle, you pour both shots as you slide his over to him. "You ready?," You nod your head as you both grab your glasses and down the Whiskey. "Damn that's good," you say as you pour the shots again. As the night goes on, you and Leonard drank the entire bottle of Whiskey as you two are now on the couch, cuddling and touching each other. "No, no, no we we cannnt do that. One has to sleep first," Leonard says as you make a pouty face. "I want your sexy body," You just couldn't keep your hands off of him as you started to feel sleepy all of a sudden. Leonard gets up off the couch as he looks down at you, could tell sleep was close. "I'll be be back," He walks away from you as you knew you were gonna lose unless he was going to bed. So you got up, barely able to stand up as you stagger into the bedroom. He wasn't no where to be found. Finding his bed appealing, you just plop yourself on the bed as it takes nothing to make you pass out. Leonard walks back into the living room as he didn't see you. "Where you.." He started to ask as he walks into the bedroom, seeing you passed out on the bed. "I won," He walks over to the bed as he has enough strength to move you so your face and front where up. He moves you in the middle of the bed as he just stares at you passed out. He really didn't want to take advantage of you but he was horny as hell. He quickly removes his pants and underwear, getting onto the bed. Softly he moves your legs apart as he gets in between them. His hands touch gently up and down on your thigh. His eyes move over to yours face as he leans in, kissing your lips. Your body reacts to him kissing you as a moan escapes your mouth. This turned him on even more, his erection is harder then it's ever been. "I just gotta have you now," He moves up your dress and just rips your underwear so he has access to your pussy. "Mmm, what you do to me," He then moves inside you as he starts moving at a fast pace. You begin to moan as Leonard is moaning with you. This wasn't something he would normally do. Going faster he is close to coming as your body had already came a couple of times. This hasn't woken you up but Leonard starts moving faster till he comes inside you as he collapses on you then rolls over so he could catch his breath. He looks over and he couldn't believe that he did what he just did. Drunk sex, taking advantage of you and coming for the first time inside without a condom, which he didn't care about at the moment. Closing his eyes, he passes out besides you. The morning came as your eyes open. You move your head just a little bit as it kills you. Stupid hangover. Slowly getting up, you look besides you as Leonard is partially naked. His bottom half is bare and staring you right in the face. Moving off of the bed, you slowly walk then suddenly running to the bathroom, puking your guts out. "Y/N, oh no. See it was a bad idea last night," Leonard says as he rushes in and grabs your hair in his hands as you puke in the toilet. "Shut up McCoy. You won anyways and I feel it when I started running," You says before you puked in the toilet again as you empty out the contents of your stomach before you sit down. "I passed out after if that matters," He walks out of the room then walks back in with a glass of orange juice and some aspirin. "Take these darlin," He gets on the floor with you as you take the medicine. "Guess I'm on duty after all today," You look at him with a weird expression on your face. "I'm taking care of you Y/N," "Leonard your funny," He leans over as he places a long kiss on your lips. "Eww I just vomited with my mouth," "Y/N damnit, I don't care. You know I love you," "Yes I do," "Let's get you up and get us some breakfast," "Sounds like a good idea Leo, help me up?," "Always," He uses both hands, grabbing yours as he pulls you up and you chests meet. "Thanks," He just leans over and kisses you once again.