#ok listen i know i said i can't see her ever having a happy ending and i still think that

[khanjarangel]

some post canon d'arce and others,, and yea

[australet789]

TLK: Pariahs

"They told me to leave." Mheetu said, his voice trembling with each word while he descended away from Priderock.

Tama growled. "Don't listen to those old lionesses, they will keep murm-"

"Simba agreeded with them."

"...What?". The grey-eyed lioness couldn't believe what she was hearing.

"He," Mheetu continued, "he said that Priderock was too small a-and that maybe I should stay with Rafiki until, until the white spots are gone, that I should think of the cubs and-"

"THAT'S BULLSHIT! HE KNOWS ALREADY THAT THOSE SPOTS WON'T GO AWAY! RAFIKI TOLD US AS MUCH!"

At that moment, the red-maned lion almost tripped over. Tama rushed and stopped his fall, hugging her mate while he sobbed between her paws.

"Am I really not going to ever be welcomed here?"

They both knew what he was really asking.

Tama growled once again.

"We are not leaving. This is our home. We fought so much to come back here. We endured Scar while Simba was having his happy life in Garamba. If he wants the ghost of his uncle to loom over him it's his problem, but it's our turn to have our happy lives and spirits hold me, I would claw everyone who dares to speak ill of you or these cubs that are on my belly ever again."

"But-"

"That includes you."

A chuckle left Mheetu's muzzle. "Have I told you how much I love you?"

"Not since this morning, but it's nice hearing it again." Both lions made their way out of Priderock and looked at it, its shadow covering them.

"I know of a place," Tama spoke after a while. "Nala and I used to play there when we wanted to stay away from Simba and his brattiness. She might be his best friend but sometimes even she needed a break."

"Uhm."

"If you don't want your sister close to us..."

"No, it's ok." Mheetu sighed. "She was the only one wanting me to stay in Priderock and was very close to jump on Simba when he started talking."

"And I still want to."

The pair turned their heads to see their friend walking towards them. Fury could be sensed emanating from her form.

"I remember the cave Tama is talking about, I can scort you there and make it that anybody can't bother you two—or well however many are there," Nala pointed at Tama's belly. "Perks of being The Queen now, you know."

"Thank you." Mheetu said in relief, nuzzling his older sister.

"Hey, what's family for?"

"Yeah." Tama gave one last look at Priderock. "What's family for?"

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A more insightful look on how Tama and Mheetu ended up living far from Priderock. Simba will later come and apologize and give Mheetu a "job" in the pride but the damage is done. Garamba is mentioned in "A Twisted Tale" as being the canon name for the oasis in which Timon and Pumbaa lived, as a legendary place where everyone could live happily.

Also yes, update on my Mheetu design because he looked way too much like Kion

[blueishspace]

Hero, Villain God 68

(Prev) (Next) (First)

*Grian's pov*

...Something is different today, at least something is different with Scar. There is a certain energy to him which, he's been basically vibrating from excitement the whole time he's been here and he almost knocked down the door when he first arrived.

Well, there is an easy way to test if something is up. One thing you have noticed is that he prefers to be called Scar when out of costume, he seems to dislike being called Hotguy, he actively told you to call him Scaf. Which is weird because it seems to be the opposite deal for every other person he interacts with...or at least Lizzie and Joel...

...Thoughts on his psychology put aside It's time to see if he even aknowledges you calling him Hotguy.

"Well, hello, nice to see you so happy HotGuy"

"Oh! You won't believe it!"

Oh...So that's definitely proof that something important is happening and by the way he said it... so whatever is happening involves you.

"Believe what?"

"You are getting out!"

Oh! Wait, is he being serious? That doesn't make sense, you used your power to listen in to the nurses and they said you had to stay here for a while more.

"Wait, really? Just like that?"

"Yeah! Cub told me this morning!"

That's a lie.

That's a lie, you don't think he has ever lied so blatantly to you before.

"I... wow"

"I know! You can finally get out!"

Did he have something to do with this, you haven't exactly paid too much attention to the goings on as of late. Did he ...pull rank to get you out?

You could kiss him right now, you were getting so tired of this.

"Ok, so everything is already done?"

"Well, almost, Cub is doing the paperwork right now but he should be done soon-ish. I know you haven't really liked it here so I couldn't wait to tell you myself!"

Hmm, you would smirk but that would let him know that you know. And well, if he's so willing to do something like this for you then it might be good to keep him ignorant. Might be useful.

"Oh you flatter me, making me feel important, still, this is a bit sudden... You'd tell me if something was afoot right?"

He gasps, you raise an eyebrow.

"Wha- of course I would, I swear on Saint Perla"

Huh, you did not expect her to be mentioned like this. Why can't you be free from her even when she is not here to scold you?

You must have made a face and Scar must have noticed your expression because he backtracks immediately.

"D-Did I say something wrong?"

"No...no, just... didn't expect you to be a follower of Santa Perla. You never really talked about it. And you hardly act the type."

"I'm not, just... My family was so some stuff stuck around? And...are you? I didn't say something insensitive did I?"

...

Hmm, interesting.

Well, this gives you the perfect opportunity to do something.

"Oh no, you're good... I follow Xelqua."

Would that count as self advertisement? Probably. Well, nothing wrong with it.

"Xe- xal-Xellequa?"

.

.

.

You are definitely making a face again.

"Xelqua"

"Never heard of them before"

He wouldn't, you haven't really made yourself known to mortals... At all.

In hindsight this might come back to bite you in the future.

"Not a famous one, I understand."

Well, that's a future Grian problem.

"What are they like...the god of?"

"The god of-... The god of freedom"

You don't know why you said that, you are chaos first and foremost and... While It's technically not a lie sincd freedom is one of your domains.

Well, it still feels bitter on your tongue to diminish yourself like this. You don't know why you said that...(You do, some mortals fear chaos as a concept... You don't want to admit to yourself that you didn't want him to dislike your true self.)

"Oh! A god of freedom? Didn't know that was a thing."

...

"You wouldn't"

*End of Chapter 12*

[hyuneskkami]

✮⋆˙ 𝐏𝐀𝐏𝐄𝐑 𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒

⤷ leo valdez x daughter of poseidon!reader

masterlist | event m.list

♡ fandom | the heroes of olympus

♡ includes | songfic (sort of), daughter of poseidon!reader, leo and reader both have glasses in this fic (YES i’m fulfilling my own delusions, leave me alone), ALL CHARACTERS INCLUDING READER ARE 17-18 pls don’t come at me for getting them married 🙏, leo x reader wedding, pre-established relationship, fluff, comfort, beautiful no nonsense kissing and happiness, tbh this is retribution for my previous emercy angst, HAPPINESS, third person pov for like five seconds, not proofread

♡ in which | leo and reader get married <3

♡ a/n | ok shiit. this was supposed to be a newlyweds prompt, but I wanted to write a wedding scene before that, so I completely missed the prompt that was requested ☹️ I still hope this fluff makes up for it a bit, and i'll try to work on a part 2 for a newlyweds drabble (tho I can't promise i'll actually end up writing it, sorry 💀)

♡ wc | 1.3k

✮⋆˙ y/n’s pov

“i’m way too nervous, my hands are shaking and what if I drop the ring? he��ll think i’m stupid! and he’ll leave me right there!”

“n/n? respectfully? shut up,” annabeth sighed.

“this is leo we’re talking about, man, and if there’s one thing I know for sure about him, other than the fact that he loves marshmallows, it’s that he’s whipped as fuck for you,” will’s voice rang out, walking into my cabin.

“trust!” piper’s voice came out of my closet, where she was looking for something decent for me to wear.

“okay… but, now I don’t have anything to wear. that’s another problem,” I whined.

“you could walk out there, and get married in your camp clothes, and it’d have the same effect on him either way,” piper rolled her eyes. “his mouth would like, hang open, and he’d make heart eyes at you—”

“shut up,” I grumbled. “what am I going to wear, pipes?”

“don’t you worry, darling, I got you,” she said, and winked at me, and handed me a denim-leather jacket.

✮⋆˙ leo’s pov

“what if I trip and fall in front of her? will she leave me—who am I kidding, of course she’ll leave me!—”

“she loves you, stop crying about it,” jason said, rolling his eyes.

nico walked in with a red tie and black leather jacket in tow, and told me it was one of the other kids who lent it to him (clearly not).

“oh. thanks,” I smiled.

“yeah, sure. uh, listen, valdez,” nico started. I narrowed my eyes at him. “if you ever hurt her, or make her cry, or anything, I will know. and I will come for your blood. and your organs, because the market is amazing for livers these days—”

“same here,” percy said. “if I see my little sister sad because of you? you’re done for, fire boy.”

they walked over to me, throwing their arms around my shoulder. “got it?”

“obviously,” I rolled my eyes. “and if she’s ever sad because of me, I think i’d kill myself.”

✮⋆˙ 3rd person pov

percy walked with his hand in y/n’s. she walked down the aisle in a black crop top below her unbuttoned white shirt, and a denim-leather jacket strung on top. in that moment, leo could only comprehend how much she looked like herself.

she was fidgeting nervously with her belt while walking towards him.

she looked up, shocked, to see him almost matching with her: white shirt, red tie, black leather jacket, and even the playboy grin.

I like shiny things, but i’d marry you with paper rings…

uh huh, that’s right…

watching him smile at her melted away her anxiety.

he wouldn’t leave her, of course not. they were in this together, forever.

a lopsided grin creeped up her face, setting his heart on fire.

she would always love him, he realised. never would she even think of leaving him.

darling, you’re the one I want, and…

✮⋆˙ y/n’s pov

percy let go of my hand so I could walk further towards leo, leaving me a thumbs-up.

“hey handsome,” I whispered, stopping in front of leo.

“hey beautiful,” he whispered back, still smiling at me.

“even after so many years, you know how to get my brain to stop functioning, it’s unfair,” I groaned, as he chuckled. his hand slipped into mine, lacing our fingers together. his thumb stroked the back of my hand as we turned to chiron, who was officiating our wedding.

he asks all our friends—dressed in shades of either blue or orange—to take their seats. we watched the youngest demigods, who were less than ten years old, walk around the chairs, giving out flowers to everyone.

“dearly beloved,” chiron reads out of his pocket notebook. “we are gathered here today to witness my two little kids join together in holy matrimony.”

everyone laughed and then quieted down.

“you can do your speeches or vows,” he prompted.

I exhaled and started first. “mia cara, thank you. I can’t believe today’s, well, finally here. I remember the, um, first day we met. we were both caught planting something for a prank in coach hedge’s bag, and spent a day in detention together,” I laughed and went on. “well, that was pretty much the day I fell in love with you. i’m so happy I have a boyfriend—well, almost-husband—and a best friend, both in the same person. so, I guess what I want to say is… I love you, leo.”

I hate accidents except when we went from friends to this…

uh huh, that’s right…

his eyes were glossing over, and a tear escaped down his cheek. I wiped it away, and smiled at him.

“oh my god, that was so sappy,” he rolled his eyes at me.

I hit him in his shoulder, and he laughed. “anyway, I think I never told you this, but I knew you before that day.”

I gasped a little bit and my eyes widened.

“it was the day you transferred to that wilderness school, probably around a month before we met. you were wearing the same jacket you’re wearing today, and your hair was in tiny braids, and oh my god, I remember thinking, ‘if I don’t talk to that girl soon, i’ll never forgive myself’ but I waited a whole month because I was too nervous.”

I laughed, “you were nervous for a month?”

“shut up bro,” he groaned. “you were just so beautiful and I thought you looked smart, which, I mean, you are. but then, I found out you were planning some prank for a bet, and I figured that was my chance.”

darling, you're the one I want…

“who knew that the first pranks we pulled would bring us to get married, huh?” I chuckled.

“I knew,” he said, “that was obviously why I did it. anyway, I wanna end this speech or whatever by saying what I thought of you the first day we met: I love you, y/n, and you’re stuck with me for life!”

“I better hope so, you’re not allowed to leave me ever, anyway,” I rolled my eyes.

chiron laughed at us, and called the ringbearers. “it’s time for you to exchange your rings.”

an eight-year old apollo camper and his twin brother walked up to us with matching boxes. each one gave a box to one of us.

we opened the boxes, got the rings out and held them.

leo pulled our interlocked hands up and let go, to slip his ring on my finger. I grinned at him, and placed mine on his finger as well. he smiled when he realised they were the first rings we had bought together after we snuck out of camp for the first time.

“with the power vested in me,” chiron started. “I now pronounce you man and wife. you may kiss the bri—”

before chiron could even finish, leo’s hands were on my waist, bringing me closer, our mouths colliding.

in paper rings, in picture frames, in dirty dreams…

oh, you’re the one I want…

our glasses hit each others’ twice, but neither of us cared. his hands were squeezing my waist, as if it were the end of the world if he let go. my hands wrapped around his neck, and I pulled him in closer than humanly possible.

his kisses were rarely soft and sweet, so today wasn’t a surprise.

tongues colliding, my hands in his hair, and grinning against each others’ lips.

“till death do them part!” a voice rang out from the crowd, everyone else laughing.

“even death won’t do us part, mi vida,” he pulled back, smiling and whispered.

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[elliespassagerprincess]

requesting a fic of Ellie n reader running away and their lives kinda suck but they’re still glad cuz they have eachother and they’re away from their old environment and that’s all that rlly matters :) based on things to do by alex g!

things to do - (ellie williams x reader)

Hey anon! this is such a sweet idea! I loved writing this so much. Ily for this. I hope you enjoy it:)

This story is based off the song Things to do by Alex G. If you can please listen to the song as you're reading:)

Pairing: ellie x fem!reader

requests are open, feel free to leave one!

Warnings: toxic households (but there's a happy ending)

Summary: In which they got their happily ever after

Authors note: what?? me writing happy fics??? it's so rare but i love them. Also my surgery is in 2 days, so i'll be post all my drafts and requests over the next two days, so while i recover, so you guys have things to read:)

Thinkin' of things to do

Yeah, only the cheapest things left there for you

And the only thing I learned from you is that there's nothing left

To look forward to

I was asleep for days, and now you're the only thing

Keepin' me awake

The calculator will make the same mistakes

Yeah, I see it in its face

Ellie nervously sat under the tree waiting for you. She anxiously looked down at the plastic bag, silently praying that you'd like the snacks she bought.

"I'm sorry I'm late" you said breathing heavily as you ran towards her.

"Your mom was yelling at you again?"

"Yeah" you said as you sat next to her.

"Sometimes I just want to sleep, y'know? Like sleep without her waking me up and yelling" you admitted.

Ellie nodded in understanding because she too was experiencing the same thing.

Nobody understood the two of you like you understood each other.

You met Ellie when you were 14.

You remember she was sitting alone, and she was crying because she didn't have any lunch. You decided to talk to her.

"My mom also forgets to give me lunch money sometimes, but it's ok! I know where we can get something to eat" you said with a soft smile.

And the rest was history.

You and Ellie became inseparable because you both understood each other. You could comfort each other because you knew what the other was going through.

Whenever things were rough at home for you, you always went to Ellie. Or when Ellie need something to eat you'd always take something extra for her.

All you and Ellie were used to, was yelling, and constant fighting. But when you were each other there was none of that.

There was peace and unconditional love.

"Aw Ellie you should have" you said as she opened the bag to show you what she had got for you.

"Anything for you" Ellie muttered.

The two of you sat in a comfortable silence. And Ellie's mind wondered.

You were such a nice person. You didn't deserve the toxic environment you were in.

Both of you didn't.

Silent moments like these with you always made Ellie happy.

She wished she had more time with you.

She wanted to take you away from all pain. From all the yelling, and sleepless nights, she wanted to keep you happy.

There was nothing left here for her. The only thing that kept her going was you.

The light in her darkness.

You felt Ellies eyes burning into the side of your head. You swallowed the gummy worms you had in your mouth as you turned to her, raising an eyebrow you asked "what?"

Ellie went quiet for a while, until she said something you thought you'd never hear her say.

"Let's run away together"

Hold on tight to this time, this place

'Cause everything you know will be erased

You were born inside your head

And that is where you'll be when you are dead

You are just a boy you are no man and

Nobody you know will understand

You are just a boy you are no man and

Nobody you know will understand

"Ellie I can't just leave, my mom will look for me-"

"fuck your fucking mom! She doesn't care, can't you see? If we leave we'll be free, we can live in peace. Please let's go" Ellie sighed in defeat.

If you chose Ellie you would betray your family, if you chose your family you would lose the only person who kept you sane.

"Ellie I cant" you said quietly.

You felt the tears in your eyes.

Was this really good bye?

Ellie got up and she looked at you with sad eyes "I cant force you, but I hope you're happy here"

She started walking away but she suddenly stopped, she looked back at you without any expression.

"I'm leaving tomorrow night, if you change your mind i'll be at the train station"

She left. She left you alone.

You went back home crying.

You'd just lost the only person, who you truly loved.

You were so fucking stupid.

You walked into your house and you immediately heard your mother's nagging voice yelling: "fucking finally, come here! You need to fix the sink"

you ignored her and you dashed to your room, as fast as you possibly could.

You locked the door, and you heard your mother pound against the door.

She was yelling insults at you, as if you didn't have feelings.

She truly deserves the mother of the year award.

After a while, she left and you were finally alone with your thoughts.

Did you make the right decision?

Ellie sat anxiously at the station, she hoped you'd change your mind. That's you'd show up. For your freedom, and safety.

She'd hoped you'd come for her.

She bit her nails waiting for the train to come in, hoping Joel didn't notice she was gone. She heard the sound of the train pull, and with a sigh she got up holding the strap on her backpack in a tight grip.

You weren't going to come. This was it.

"Ellie!"

Her head snapped in the direction of your voice.

There you stood in all your glory holding a bag. There was a grin on your face.

With your bag in hand you ran to Ellie and she ran to you. The two of you met halfway, and Ellie held you in a tight grip.

If she held you any tighter, surely you would suffocate.

"I thought you weren't going to come" Ellie breathed as she still held you.

You pulled away first, and you leaned forward, kissing her.

Ellie didn't kiss you back at first and you almost wanted to pull away and die, but you soon felt her lips move. You felt her smile during the kiss.

As you pulled away you looked at her with a shy smile "I love you Ellie, of course I came"

A grin spread onto the girls face and before she could say anything the locomotive yelled "departure in 2 minutes"

Ellie grabbed your hand, and she rushed onto the train with you.

The two of you sat next to each other, your hands still interlocked.

"I love you too" Ellie finally breathed.

The train started move, and the nerves you and Ellie felt were finally falling away. You would finally be free.

"To our new life together" Ellie said before she brought you in for another kiss.

Welcoming you back home

The only one that you have ever known

Welcoming you back home

The only one that you will ever know

as Ellie opened the front door the smell of a freshly baked pie filled the air.

This was home.

She walked through the threshold of your shared apartment and she practically ran to the kitchen in search of you.

As Ellie entered she saw you standing with your back facing her. You were humming a familiar tune.

She walked towards you, you felt her arms wrap around you as she started singing with you.

This was home.

The two of you were each others safe spaces. Each others homes.

And Ellie hoped for the rest of her life that she would come home to you.

Home doesn't always have to be a place, it's a person too. And you were that person.

Forever and always.

The best decision Ellie made was running away with you, and she had zero regrets.

[evervigilantnightshade]

Guarded - Part 3

Reader is stubborn, sassy, and has a past filled with trauma. Joel new to Jackson is dealing with his past and is struggling to deal with his new life. They meet and can't stand each other, yet there's something under all their banter neither can deny.

Reader x Joel Miller

MDNI

Warnings: Typical canon violence, swearing, horny thoughts

MASTERLIST

The week flew by and Y/N had managed to at least patch the fence in the main paddock. Building the new enclosure would take a lot more time but for now they had the barn. She hadn’t seen Joel all week but Ellie had been by to hang out with Gracey, the two of them becoming fast friends. 

Now it was the day before she was supposed to go hunting and Y/N was currently begrudgingly making her way over to Joel’s place to tell him what the plan was. She was making a mental note of all the things she wanted to tell Joel but she was uneasy and nervous. 

It had been about six years since she had a partner go hunting with her, a man named Theo that Tommy told her was an experienced hunter and a good man. They went out on a hunt and got cornered by raiders. It ended very badly for both of them. 

She reached up and rubbed her neck where the scar sat just under her chin and ran along the base of her jawline. She alway wore her hair down and tended to keep her head tilted slightly downward to hide it. She would occasionally wear a scarf if she knew she was going to be around a lot of people but having something around the front of her neck now caused her to instantly panic and it didn’t last long. 

She tried to tell herself that Tommy wouldn’t do that to her again but she still wasn’t happy with this arrangement. She didn’t know Joel and she was expected to put her life in his hands. Again she reminded herself that Tommy trusted him and that should be good enough. 

Tommy trusted Theo too. The thought entered her mind and she had to stop and lean against a tree to catch her breath. 

“Get your shit together.” She chidded herself and stepped away from the tree. 

She walked a bit further and was standing in front of Joel’s place. She was about to knock on the door when she heard raised voices inside. She froze and listened to what was being said. 

“This is a terrible fucking idea and I’m not doing it.” Joel’s voice filled her ears. 

“You ARE doing this because this is what is needed of you. We’ve given you time to settle and now it’s time to pitch in. And pitching in right now means going on a hunt with Y/N. End of story.” She instantly recognized Tommy’s voice. 

“She’s insane Tommy. She tried to bite me!” 

Y/N almost laughed out loud and had to clap her hand over her mouth. 

“You put your finger on her mouth! What did you expect?” 

“For her to shut the hell up for five seconds.” 

“Just saying, you kind of deserved it.” 

“She's so mouthy too. Always has a smartass comment. I think she’s the most annoying person I’ve ever met.” 

“Yeah well you’re no picnic yourself. Maybe if you give her a chance you’ll see she’s actually a pretty awesome person.” 

Y/N couldn’t see anything but she could hear something slam down on a counter. 

“Listen,” Tommy continued “She’s been through a lot. And I know we all have but there’s something you should know. The last time we partnered her…” 

Oh hell no. No way Tommy was going to tell him. Y/N’s knuckles rapped on the door hard. 

She could hear Joel’s heavy footsteps and then he opened the door roughly. 

“Hey, came by to go over tomorrow.” 

“I mean I guess come on in. It’s a real party in here.” Joel said exasperated. 

“Sounded like it.” Y/N walked into the house 

Tommy looked over at her sheepishly and she glared at him. 

“I should go.” Tommy said and made his way over to the door passing Y/N as he went. “Sorry” he whispered to her. 

“Not ok Tommy.” 

After he had stepped outside Joel slammed the door, stalked past Y/N into the kitchen and she followed. 

“Ah siblings. Gotta love em.” 

Joel just stared at her and she stared right back. 

“Alright listen Y/N” 

She hated the way her body reacted to him saying her name. 

“Neither of us like this but it looks like we don’t have a choice. So in order for this to go smoothly we’re going to have to have some ground rules here. First.” 

“Whoa I’m going to stop you right there cowboy. You are not in charge of this rodeo. I am. Now I’ll go easy on you because I can tell this is your first time…” 

She paused and bit her lip seductively and he hated her for how it made his cock twitch. 

“being told what to do but you’re going to listen to what I tell you and you’re going to obey my rules. Understood?” 

He clenched his fists at his side. 

“Now tomorrow, meet me at the main gate. I assume I don’t have to tell you to dress warm, good footwear and all that. Pack for at least six days on the road. I want to be back in four but shit happens. I’ll handle food and water. And don’t smell good.” 

“Don’t smell good?” He asked, confused. That caught him off guard.  

“Yeah like you did at Maria and Tommys.”

For the first time ever he saw her blush slightly. 

“I wasn’t exactly wearing cologne darlin.” 

“Listen I don’t know what you did or whatever but don’t do it again.” 

“Got it, don’t shower and run five times around the block.” 

She laughed and for the first time it sounded genuine and unguarded. 

“Perfect.”

“Why are we meeting at the gate and not the stables?” He asked, relaxing slightly. 

“Oh I don’t use horses when I hunt. If all goes well we’ll have a full load to bring back again and it’s too much weight for them. Also the prey gets a little spooked when they hear or smell them. We take the quad.”

“Just one quad?” 

“Yeah, you can be my little ATV backpack and I won’t mind if you’re a little handsy.” She winked at him and he took a deep breath. 

“You have got to stop doing that if this is going to work.” He said his voice low 

“Doing what?” She smirked at him

“You know exactly what you’re doing.” 

“Listen loverboy…” 

He was on her in three strides and she backed up so she was against the wall. He had her pinned, his hands on both sides of her head. For a moment he thought he saw fear in her eyes.

“Joel.” He growled

She relaxed and smirked at him while she arched her back slightly. His eyes turned dark 

“My name’s Joel. Not loverboy, not big boy, not cowboy. Joel. Say it.” 

She straightened her back and took a step forward so they were inches apart however she only lifted her head slightly and looked up at him through her thick lashes.  

“Now why on earth would I do that when not saying it makes you so damn mad.” 

He brought his hand over to tilt her chin up and make her look direct at him but she reached up and grabbed his wrist squeezing it hard. 

“We’re done here.”

She pushed past him and stormed out the door leaving Joel to wonder what line was crossed.  

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The next morning Joel woke up early and grabbed his bag and thermos, heading out his door. Tommy was waiting for him on his porch. 

“Making sure you go.” Was all he said. 

They walked for a bit in silence. Joel started mentally checking to make sure he had everything. Thinking about what Y/N said about smelling good he leaned his head over and sniffed his arm. 

“What are you doing?” Tommy asked amused

“Do I smell good?” 

“Brother I’m not smelling you.” 

“No but can you smell me from there? Do I smell good?” 

“Are you trying to smell good for Y/N?” Amusement filled Tommy’s voice. 

“Just, nevermind.” 

They walked again in silence and then Joel spoke up again. 

“What’s a backpack?” 

“Are you losing it old man?” 

“No.” He stopped walking and huffed. “Yesterday Y/N said I could be her ATV backpack.” 

Tommy started laughing so hard he had to put his hands on his knees. 

“Oh lord she’s going to eat you alive.” 

“Not amused Tommy. What does it mean?”

“It’s the rider on the back of a motorcycle. They call it that because the person is behind them, holding on kinda like a backpack. It’s usually what biker guys call their girlfriends.” 

“Jesus Christ.” 

They started walking again and Tommy chuckled. 

“Any other questions?” 

He thought back to her reaction when he was about to grab her chin. 

“What happened to her, when you sent her out last with a partner?” 

“It’s not really my place to tell you. She would actually get pretty pissed off at me if I did.” 

“You gotta tell me something. Being out there is about trusting the other person to watch your back. I should know if that’s going to be an issue.” 

Tommy sighed and then looked around them. 

“Fine. There was this guy in the community named Theo. He was maybe early forties. He’d been here for a while before Y/N and the girls showed up. Y/N had been hunting while they were on the outside and volunteered to do the same here. I partnered her with Theo because he was also a hunter, figured he could show her around the area. They came across some raiders, Theo kicked Y/N in the knee and took her down trying to buy himself some time to get away. The only good thing he did was send off the red flares we use to let others know we are in trouble. By the time we got out and found her she was in rough shape. Honestly I’m surprised she survived.”

“Fuck.” Joel said now seeing why she was so adamantly against a partner. “What happened to him?”

“Theo? They caught up to him not long after they took Y/N. He didn’t last long with them.” 

“Good. Is that why she doesn’t like her face being touched?”

“Like you did at our place? I mean you put your finger in her mouth, no one would like that.” 

“I didn’t put it in her mouth. And no, there was a moment yesterday when I went to touch her chin and she got mad.” 

“Why do you keep touching her face?!” 

“I don’t know, it was working in the moment.” 

“Obviously not. Just stop. My god what’s gotten into you. Why are you so weird with her?” 

“I don’t know, ok. She drives me insane and she pushes me to the edge of wanting to murder her but then she flirts with me and something in me takes over. She’s not scared of me like everyone else in town is and she actually looks me in the eyes. She… she confused me.” 

“That’s not a path you should take. It’ll just confuse you more. Concentrate on being her friend or just an acquaintance, nothing more. The flirting is harmless, she does it with everyone.” 

“I’m not exactly looking for a wife here Tommy. I’m not some love sick loser.” 

“Good because she would break your heart. Just keep it simple with her, that’s all I’m saying. She’s got baggage just like the rest of us.” 

Joel could hear the serious tone in Tommy’s voice so he nodded and left it at that. 

They arrived at the gate shortly after to see an older man with grey hair and a frown on his face standing over the trailer of Y/N’s ATV and a pair of legs sticking out from under it with tools spread out beside them. 

“Earl, it’s a goddamn mess under here, you said you fixed the struts.” They heard Y/N’s voice scold the man standing above her. 

“I did fix them.” Earl said exasperated. 

“Yeah? Then why’s she bouncing around like a baby on a jerky knee.” 

“I’m proud of you, that was pretty tame compared to what I would expect to come out of your mouth. And it’s your fault, I can only do so much. You ride it too hard.”

“Haven’t had any complaints so far.” 

“There she is.” Earl chuckled. 

“Everything alright down there?” Tommy asked as he knelt down beside where Y/N was laying

“Well Earl here isn’t getting the pelts he asked me for because I’m just doing all the work myself. But other than that yeah it’s great.” 

“I did fix it! Jesus Christ woman. I can’t deal with this.” 

“Calm your balls. I just have too…” They heard a loud ‘tink’ sound “There!” 

 She squirmed out from under the trailer and Earl handed her a cloth. She wiped her hands off and glanced over at Joel. 

“Get your laps in?” 

“Changed my mind, went and rolled around in the barn a bit instead.”

“A roll in the hay? Should’ve invited me. Although thinking about you rolling around in the hay alone is pretty hot too.” She winked at him.

Both Tommy and Joel turned red at that. 

“Y/N, about those pelts. I really need them, I’m getting Lonnie to make Ruth a coat for Christmas.” 

“Relax Earl. I’ll still give you the pelts. I’m a bitch but not that much of one. And I always pay, no matter the quality of work.” 

“You’re lucky I still do anything for you at all.” 

“It’s because you love me and think the world of me right?” 

He sighed and nodded his head. She leaned over and placed a kiss on his cheek making him blush. 

“Alright be safe on your hunt.” 

“Always.” 

He looked over at Joel then and looked him up and down. 

“You take care of her out there.” His voice was stern and Joel nodded. 

“Ok Miller, let’s get a move on.” 

“Miller huh?” 

“Yeah well I figured it was a good compromise. I can switch back to my normal approach and filter through nicknames until I find one that really gets you going. You know, like Stud muffin… Paul Bunyan… Daddy.”  

“Don’t.” Joel spit out before he could stop himself and Y/N laughed

“You make it too easy, it's almost unfair. Thought you were going to be a challenge Miller. How disappointing.” 

She walked away to the quad and Joel looked at Tommy with his arms crossed over his chest. Tommy sighed 

“Ok yes she seems to be a bit more aggressive with you than others but I stand by what I said. She’s just flirting harmlessly. Get through this trip and we’ll talk after that.”

Joel sighed, he just had to make it through the next four days. He could do that. 

“Ellie should be off school at three, then she’ll come straight over to you and Maria’s. Just make sure she does her homework and all that.” 

“She’ll be fine Joel. Now I gotta go Maria’s ready to pop and I don’t like being away from her for too long.” 

Joel watched him walk away to delay the inevitable of dealing with Y/N.  She was so off putting, vulgar, sassy and goddamn did she make his cock hard. He made his way over to the quad where a large white dog was laying in a metal basket on the back of the quad. 

“This is Cloud. She’ll be with us this trip. Just hold out your hand, let her sniff it and you two will be good.” 

“Didn’t know you’d be bringing one of your mutts with us.” 

“Don’t.” She snapped. “I trust her more than you and know she’ll have my back no matter what. So yeah she’s coming. And don’t call them mutts again.” 

“Relax, I didn’t mean any offense.” 

“Just introduce yourself to the dog please.” 

Y/N could feel her anxiety creeping up. She was already exhausted with Joel and they hadn’t even left yet. She had no clue how she was going to keep this up for the next four days. She usually treasured the time she spent alone outside of the walls. It’s where she got to let go of the facade she held onto when she was in Jackson.  

Right after the incident with the raiders everyone treated her like she was made of glass. It made her want to scream which she was unable to. Not being able to speak, made it so much worse. The injury to her neck took almost a whole year to heal and during that time she had to deal with looks of pity, constant attention and overall guilt from the community for not knowing that Theo would do something like that. 

She was so angry during that year that she tried to hide away, she was frustrated not being able to communicate and was devastated when the first time she tried to go hunting again she had a complete breakdown and ended up in bed for three days crying silently. 

Eventually though she pushed herself outside the walls, needing to conquer her fears. She found a book on sign language and used it to communicate to the only people she allowed near her during this time, her found family. Olivia, Gracey, Camila, Momma Jo, Maria and Tommy. 

They were the only ones that she wanted to be around and she pushed everyone else away. When she eventually was able to talk again she had a hard time integrating back into the community. As a defence mechanism she became sarcastic, sassy and it worked for her. Her circle grew but those she wanted to stay away, she would be extra obnoxious with them and they eventually got the point and moved on. It was something she had used on the raiders too. 

She had hoped if she was obnoxious, brash, egged them on they would end it faster. They tried to of course take her. Pinning her down, grabbing at her. But she fought back biting anyone who was close enough and after a few broken noses, a couple of kicks to the balls and an ear being bitten off they settled for beating her nearly to death. She thought that would be it they would kill her and it would be over. She was far from wrong. 

She looked over at Joel who was now petting Cloud and her heart started beating faster. She hadn’t gone out with anyone since Theo and of all people to be partnered with it was Joel. As soon as she saw him she knew he’d be trouble for her. After disarming him when she saw he was protecting Ellie she forgave him for trying to hurt Hera. She took a moment to look him over as he berated her and goddamn he was hot. His face was red with anger, his muscles tight as hell, even the way he stood was angry. She was instantly attracted to him and she felt guilty.

She’d been attracted to people over the years of course, enough to sleep with them at least but what she felt for Joel was different. It was stronger than anything she’d felt before and it scared the shit out of her. So she started laying it on extra thick. She was more obnoxious than she had ever been to anyone in Jackson. But it didn’t deter him, in fact it seemed to spur him on. She’d caught him a few times looking at her like he wanted to throw her on the ground and ravish her, and despite her heart screaming to run, she fucking loved it.  

She figured after the dinner she would just avoid him, then Maria threw them together and she wasn’t sure how to keep herself in check for four days. Maybe if they fucked it would get it out of her system and she would be able to move on. It was a dangerous path though, what if it only made it worse. 

She ran her hands over her face and groaned. Beside her she felt a tap on her shoulder and she removed her hands and tilted her head to side seeing not Joel but Adam. Fuck. 

“Hey.” 

“Hey you ok?” He had a look of concern on his face. 

“Yeah, just anxious to get out. You know how I get.” 

“I do. That’s why I came to see you off.” 

She smiled at him. He wasn’t a bad guy. He treated her nice, and seemed to really like her. He was gentle, soft. The complete opposite of Joel. Despite everything he was still a good friend. 

“I appreciate it. Maybe when I get back we can go for that drink.” 

“I’d like that.” Adam smiled and put his hands in his pockets as he glanced over at Joel. “So you’re stuck with him huh.” 

“Maria insisted I go out with someone for now because of the increase in raider activity.” 

“Are you ok with it?” 

Adam knew what Theo had done and how much the thought of going out again with someone would upset her. 

“It’s fine. It’s only four days.” 

“Ok well be safe please.” 

He had ducked down to make eye contact and she smiled appreciating that he actually knew her better than she thought. 

“I will.” 

She leaned forward and gave him a hug and his big arms enveloped her. 

“Are we doing this or what?” Joel’s harsh voice cut into her nerves. 

Adam pulled back and then blushed. 

“I’ll see you when you get back.” 

After he was gone Y/N turned to Joel. 

“You jealous loverboy?” 

He hated how she called him out. 

“Not even a little.” 

“So you’re just eager to spend some alone time with me then. I get it, say no more.” 

“You’re infuriating.” 

“And yet, you still give me bedroom eyes.” 

 “Jesus Christ can we just go please.” 

Y/N went over to the trailer and pulled out two helmets. Joel looked at them and cocked his head. 

“What, you drive just as insane as you act?” 

“Don’t worry baby, I’ll take it nice and slow for you. Ease you into it.” 

“I prefer fast and hard.” 

Of course he did. The thought almost made her moan. Instead she smirked and then handed him the helmet. 

“It’s windy, cold, bugs and there’s coms in them so we can talk.” 

“Are the coms optional?” 

“Nope, I specifically made sure to grab these ones so we can talk and talk and talk all the way to our first stop.” 

She stood by the quad and motioned for him to get on first. He put on the helmet and climbed onto the quad, trying to lean back as far as possible. The issue was that with Cloud’s basket there wasn’t anywhere to really hold on to. 

Y/N reached up under his helmet and started doing up the straps. He felt her fingers brush across the neck of his skin and it took everything in him to not shiver. She then reached to the back of the helmet and turned on a switch before throwing on her helmet and turning her switch on. Joel was going to ask her if she needed help with her straps but then remembered what Tommy told him and kept his hands to himself. 

She got on the quad and Joel was less than pleased at how close they were. 

“Ok put your arms around my waist.” Her voice filled his ears. 

“I’m good.” 

She shook her head and motioned for the guys to open the gate. Once it was opened she slammed on the gas causing Joel to fly back into Cloud’s basket and then she slammed on the brakes making him fly forward into her back. 

“I said put your arms around my waist.” 

A string of curse words left his mouth and he hesitantly wrapped his arms around her waist leaving a bit of room between their bodies. Y/N though grabbed his hand and wrapped his arms tighter and then patted them. Their bodies were flush together and Joel was praying with all his might that he didn’t get a hard on. He couldn’t help but notice she smelled like lavender and citrus.

“Good, keep them like that. If you need anything, say so.” 

She started driving again but this time she started slowly and picked up speed. 

“It’s going to take a couple of hours to get to our first stop so just relax and enjoy the ride.” 

After about an hour Joel realized she was right about the helmets. It was cold and the wind was causing it to seep into his bones. His hands, being exposed, were freezing and he tried to discreetly move them together to try and warm them. He must not have done a good job because Y/N put her hand on top of his and realized what he was doing. 

“Shit sorry, didn’t realize you weren’t wearing gloves.” 

“It’s ok, should've worn some.”

“Yeah but I bet they’re freezing. Do you have some in your bag?” 

“Yeah but I wouldn’t know where.” 

She slowed down the quad to a stop and then took off her gloves and grabbed his hands. For a moment he thought she was going to offer him her gloves but instead she did something that shocked him. 

“Don’t make this weird or anything.” 

She moved his hands under her shirt, placing them on the skin of stomach. He was about to protest but the warmth of her skin felt so good he decided not too. She then put her gloves back on and started driving again. After Joel got feeling back in his fingers he could feel her soft skin. He had been moving his fingers around her skin searching for new sources of warmth and he didn’t see an issue with continuing to do so. That was until his body started reacting. He didn’t want to lose the warmth so he decided he needed to distract himself. 

“Wouldn’t your boyfriend have a problem with this?” 

“Adam isn’t my boyfriend. I don’t do relationships.” She wanted to ‘anymore’ but stopped herself 

“Does he know that?” 

Y/N laughed and nodded her head. 

“That’s fair. Yeah I’ve told him but he keeps coming back. Don’t know why.”

“I do.” 

The words left his mouth before he could stop them. Y/N was quiet for a moment and he screamed internally. Why did she do this to him? Why was he like this around her? He was suddenly hit by what he said and the fact that his hands were sitting on the bare skin of her soft stomach. He started pulling them away but she grabbed his hands and stopped him. 

“Watch it Miller, that was actually a nice thing you just said there.” Her voice was soft, not mocking. 

“Yeah well don’t get used to it.” He said softly.  

“Of course.”

When she said that she had turned her head slightly and Joel caught a glimpse of a scar just below her jaw line. It was quick but he saw the red scarred skin. He knew it went further around her neck and his arms tightened around her. He wondered where she’d gotten it. Was it from her time with the raiders or did it happen before. Whenever she’d gotten it he knew she had suffered and that made his chest tight. 

“What’s up?” She asked and he realized how tightly he was squeezing her. 

The pieces all fell into place now. How she always wore her hair down, how her head was always tipped just a bit downwards. How she didn’t like it when she tried to tilt her chin up. His stomach sank. 

“Nothing, I’m sorry.” 

She was quiet for a moment and then her words came out tight and clipped. 

“We’ll be there in about an hour. I’m sure your hands are warm now right?” 

He removed his hands from under her shirt as an answer and placed them over her jacket. The tension between them was now thick and Joel silently cursed himself, started thinking of how he could fix this new disaster. 

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"Girls, can you please hurry up? It's the last day of the year and we are gonna be late!" Mason's dad said.

"It's always the same with them" Adele's dad sighed.

"Dinner has already started, we are gonna miss all the good stuff!"

"We are here, stop complaining" Toni said, walking into the room.

"Holy shit" her husband whispered when he saw her. "Forget about everything I just said. The wait was worth it."

"Thank you" she smiled.

"What about me? Don't I look good?" Elizabeth said, doing a twirl in front of her husband.

"The most gorgeous woman ever" he replied.

"And Adele? Where is she?" Mason asked. 

"Here" she said, joining the others. "I had to go back to change my shoes. I told them I can't walk in heels, but they don't listen."

"You can, you just don't want to" her mum said.

"Whatever."

"Mason... Mase, hey" Luca said, elbowing him in the ribs. "Are you checking out my sister?"

"What?" he replied, his eyes still on her while she argued with her mum.

"Bro, you definitely are checking out Adele."

"No, I'm not."

"You are blushing" Alex pointed out.

"I'm not blushing or checking out Adele, shut up. Both of you" he said, walking away from them and joining his parents. But he was doing both things, and especially checking out Adele. She looked stunning that night, it was impossible not to look at her. 

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"Three, two, one... Happy new year!" everyone in the room screamed.

"Happy new year, guys!" Adele said, raising her flute.

"Happy new year!" Luca, Mason and Alex replied before drinking.

"I think I'm gonna need a refill. This champagne is so good."

"Careful there, Addie. Remember what happened the last time you drank too much champagne?" Mason teased her.

"You ended up singing “wannabe” by the Spice Girls in front of everyone" Alex laughed.

"Oh dear, I had forgotten about that" she chuckled.

"Ok, enough talking about my sister. It's time for our new year kisses" Luca said.

"Our what?" she laughed.

"Luca and I always share a kiss to start the new year. It brings good luck" Alex explained. 

"You do what?" Mason said, almost choking with his drink.

"This" he said, cupping Luca's face and kissing him.

"Oh my god" Adele gasped.

"Now it's your turn."

"Hell no" she said.

"We could do with some good luck, tho" Mason said.

"And it will be just a peck" Alex shrugged.

"I said no."

"C'mon, Addie. It's just a peck! Scared you may like it and not be able to stop?" Luca teased her.

"Ha ha ha" she replied, rolling her eyes.

"One kiss, Adele."

"Nope."

"Kiss, kiss, kiss!" Luca started chanting.

"Shh! Someone could hear you!" Adele said, hitting her brother.

"Ouch, that hurt! But Addie, they are too busy drinking, dancing and also kissing. No one will be looking at you."

"He's not gonna stop until we do it" Mason said.

"He won't, no" Adele sighed.

"Then?"

"Ok, fine. But just a peck."

"Just a peck" Mason smiled. "Ready?"

"I guess" she said. But she wasn't ready. At all.

Suddenly, Mason was too close to her, his hands cupping her face. And then... Then he was kissing her, and it definitely wasn't a peck. It was a proper kiss, one that made her feel goosebumps all over her body. 

"See? It wasn't that difficult" Mason said against her lips. 

"Yeah" she whispered. 

"You can let go now, guys" Luca laughed. "Though if you want to keep kissing for the rest of the night, you know we won't oppose to it."

"Shut up" Adele said, taking a step back and finally snapping out of whatever had just happened between her and Mason. 

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"Happy new year, Addie."

"Happy new year, Mase" she yawned when they met in the hallway.

"Did you sleep well?"

"Ugh, like a baby. I'm gonna miss that bed when we go back home."

"You can always ask where it is from."

"I actually could, yes" she laughed. "Happy new year, everyone."

"Happy new year" hers and Mason's parents said when they joined them for breakfast.

"Why are you looking at us as if we have grown another head?" Mason chuckled.

"Guys, did you... Did you sleep together?" Elizabeth asked.

"What?" they both said at the same time.

"Well, you just walked in together laughing and smiling. And after what happened last night..." Toni said.

"Last night? What do you mean, mum?" Mason asked.

"I think they are talking about this" Alex said behind him, showing him his phone.

"Mason Mount and Adele Turlington caught sharing a new year kiss." 

"You gotta be kidding me" Adele said. "How did they manage to get that photo?"

"Looks like someone recognised you and followed you around. There are more pics from last night."

"Guys... You know you can tell us anything, right?" Elizabeth said. "You can trust us."

"There is nothing to tell, mum. We weren't kissing."

"Weren't you?" her dad chuckled.

"I mean, yes but no. It was just a joke, one of Luca's stupid ideas."

"We always share a kiss to welcome the new year because they say it brings good luck, and we asked them to do the same" Alex explained. "It wasn't anything serious."

"The press have taken it out of context like they do with everything. It didn't mean anything, right Mase?" Adele said, looking at him. 

"What?" he asked. 

"The kiss from last night. It didn't mean anything, it was just a joke."

"Yeah, yeah" he muttered.

"Mason, love… Are you ok?" Toni asked him.

"Yeah, yeah" he repeated. "Just hungry."

"You sure?"

"Yes" he smiled. Though his mum knew that it wasn't an honest smile. Her, and Adele. Something was definitely going on with him. 

[yoursweetwife]

can i ask for headcanons about xueyi havinga crush on reader? its ok if not, have a nice rest of your day!!

Synopsis: headcannons about Xueyi, in love with the reader

Warning: fluff, gn reader(I tried), Xueyi's sad past, mention of death. p.s. It's a pity that there is very little content about Xueyi, she is so cute! In Xueyi's situation, there is nothing worse than falling in love. She loves her little sister, but this alone causes her considerable suffering, and, of course, she had to meet you at the moment of her despair.

If Xueyi knew that she would meet you, she would have preferred not to be resurrected at all. The first time she saw you, a member of the ten lords, her empty chest was filled with a warmth that she had not felt even in life. It certainly wouldn't have led to any good. Frightened, Xueyi wanted to run away, but duty stopped her.

Despite Xueyi's bad past, you were so kind to her. You was sincerely interested in her mood and communicated as with any normal person. Xueyi tried to convince herself that she didn't care at all. You are only work partners, and it is normal for partners to be friendly, right? Unfortunately, the more time she spent with you, the more she realized that her feelings for you were changing. For the first time in her life, Xueyi could remember her dreams, they were about you. She dreamed of you holding hands, going shopping, and once, after you hugged her that same day, Xueyi dreamed of you kissing her on the cheek! The poor girl thought that her soul would leave the doll's body because of this. That day she couldn’t look at you normally. Hanya also noticed her sister’s strange behavior. Although the younger girl was not very good at understanding emotions, she could easily understand why Xueyi was acting like this (sisterly instinct?) Hanya also knew that these feelings would not lead to good, but she could do little to help. Xueyi even wanted to ask another person to be her partner, but Hanya’s question about you immediately made her doubt it. The feelings have gone too far to try anything. Trying to avoid talking to you, ignoring questions made you think that Xueyi was starting to hate you. Perhaps you were putting too much pressure on her? You also stopped initiating conversations. In the end, it ended with the most sincere apologies from both sides. Xueyi wiped the tears from your face and said comforting things, trying to make you calm down. Her gaze calmly scared the others away; duties could wait, couldn't they? After this incident, Xueyi dared to invite you on a “date”, as you put it, your companion denied it, because in fact it was just a walk around the city and conversations in a cafe over a mug of tea, but in her heart she was burning with delight(somewhere in the distance Hanya was watching this and quietly cheering for her sister!!) In the future, there were more such walks, and Xueyi saw each of them in her dreams. It made her feel really good the next day. Conversations in free time were no longer one-sided. Although Xueyi also spoke little, she now asked questions and interjected her opinion. She listened to you with incredible attention. Sometimes you felt like Xueyi knew you better than you did. After an exhausting day, she will run faster than ever to get your favorite food/drink. Sometimes she would give you little souvenirs that would remind you of her. This is Xueyi's love language. She doesn't deny that she wants to touch you, but it's much nicer to watch you glow with happiness, looking at your new little thing. (Then you give her the tightest hug) Xueyi can't get sick, unlike you. She cannot neglect her duties and visit you, but she will definitely give you a letter through another person. In it, she will mainly talk about her own life, no matter how boring it may be (she knows that you will like everything), and will also ask a lot of questions about your well-being. Sometimes at the end you can see little drawings that are just for you

[nenynrawrites]

omg lmao was so happy when you said you'd be willing to try 😭 ok here goes

Could I req smth w Chris cornell where reader is Andrew Wood's younger sister? And Chris n reader were never really close before but after Andrew's passing from an OD reader comes to pick up some stuff from Andrew and Chris's place (staying there for the night) and he happens to help her through a nightmare relating to Andrew. And after that they bond and get together?

Sorry if it's not ok no worries :)) have a great day/night!

A night's help

Summary: As seen above:>

Wordcount: 1165 words

Warnings: Angst and fluff

A/N: Anon, sorry for the wait! But I still hope you enjoy it, and I hope you'll request again! Can't wait to hear what you've thought about it!:)

,,Hey Chris.''

,,Hey Y/N.''

You never spoke much with Chris. You didn't hate him, just never really got along. It wasn't a bad vibe that you got from him, you two just never really clicked, just talking when Andrew was around. But he was the reason you ended up in Chris' arms...

~-~

Everything bad starts with a little. Trying out here and there, maybe having a bit more on weekends at parties...The same was for Andrew: At first it was really just with his friends, , but the more recognition Mother Love Bone had gotten, the more ,,opportunities'' they got on the side.

Once you caught him by accident, it somehow got worse. From seeing him daily to seeing him twice a week to just maybe, and then...Never again.

~-~

The world felt deafening to you. Nothing seemed to bring you comfort, because the only comfort you had was dead now. Dead...It felt weird. What do dead people even feel? The news outlet once said, that when you die, for the last seven minutes, your life plays back. What Andrew might've been thinking about? Maybe memories from when you two were little. He always loved to dwell in those memories. Especially how much smaller you were than him at all times. All those memories...His smile, his hugs, him...Only existed in pictures now.

,,I'll let you do, just tell me if you need anything, okay?''

,,Yeah...Thank you.''

Chris was hesitant to leave you alone. All that was going on was still so recent and he was worried if you'll be alright. But for now, he just left you on your own, quietly listening for any off sounding sounds.

,,Y/N? Are you feeling hungry?''

,,Kinda...Wait...''

Basically peeling yourself off of the floor, you discarded the few photos you held, strewing them over the carpet before opening the door, a questioning Chris in the doorframe.

,,Still hungry?''

,,Yeah. Thought of cooking?''

,,No, more in the mood of ordering. Does sushi sound good?''

,,Very.''

,,Feeling fancy, I see.''

Playfully hitting Chris' shoulder, you watched as he ordered over the phone, reciting the order you had written down for him.

,,So, how long is it going to take? 45 minutes? Alright, thanks.''

Chris hung up, sitting himself across from you on the other sofa, interest in his eyes.

,,So, 45 minutes they said, right?''

,,Yup! What to do now...''

,,You know, if you don't mind, I'll just get back to packing-''

,,I do mind, 'cause I actually have a question for you.''

You stopped in your tracks, standing between the living room and the corridor. What did he want now? Hopefully the question wouldn't be too embarrassing.

,,Don't you want to sit back down?''

,,Uh, yeah, sure...''

,,Thank you. So...What are your hobbies? I've only ever heard about you reading, so I'm curious.''

Well, if it was only that, an answer wouldn't hurt, right? So you sat back down opposite him, fiddling with the rings on your fingers before speaking.

,,I haven't read in a bit, but yeah, I do like it. And listening to music, obviously. What else...''

It's as if all the hobbies you've ever had were deleted out of your memory, as if you've never done them in the first place. But just when you wanted to continue, the doorbell rand, announcing the delivery driver at the door.

,,I'll go get it.''

,,Thanks.''

Stumbling over your own feet, you leaped for the door, opening it to see a sweet girl with your delivery in front of you.

,,How much do we owe you?''

,,$15, ma'am.''

,,Oh, you don't have to be formal to me, but thank you. There you go...Here's the tip and keep the change. Have a good evening!''

,,Thank you, you, too!''

Smiling, you waited until the girl drove off, turning around and being startled by Christ standing behind you.

,,Jeez, Chris!''

,,Sorry, my bad. Made a new friend?''

,,Yeah, definitely...Come, sit down, your food's getting cold.''

,,But it's already cold?''

~-~

The dinner was quiet. Though you did finish answering Chris' previous question, no other followed and you just ate your sushi, sometimes commenting on your food or whatever was on TV. But Chris just wished you would talk to him more. Of course, he wouldn't want to force it onto you, but he knew your mind must be racing with memories of you and Andrew. His mind did, too, but that's why he was distracting himself with distracting you: It helped him cope with it better. Momentarily, at least.

~-~

,,Goodnight. Scream for me if anything's going on, okay?''

,,Okay. You're gonna do the same probably?''

,,Seems fair enough.''

,,Alright, goodnight.''

Chris retreated to his room, whilst you were still getting ready in the bathroom. After you were done, you walked back into Andrew's room, getting comfy in the bed before turning the light off.

,,Goodnight, Andrew, I love you.''

~-~

It all happened so fast: One second he was there, looking as normal as ever. The next second, he was gone. You'd look around every corner, if he was hiding there, but it was always a tap on the shoulder that brought you away from your goal. And when you saw him, he was so bloody, you could barely call him a person. It got onto you as he tried to grab you. You tried to walk away, but his hand on your shoulder kept you back, and...

,,Y/N! Hey, girlie, wake up!''

,,What-''

,,Babygirl, you were having a nightmare! How are you?''

,,N-n-n-not-''

You couldn't even finish your sentence before breaking down in tears. Chris pulled you to his chest, petting your hair and rubbing your back, whispering sweet nothings as he let you turn his chest into a little lake.

,,He- He-''

,,Shh, don't talk, darling, don't want you to choke! Talk when you're ready.''

~-~

It had been hours, yet it seemed as if your body wouldn't stop producing tears, let alone calm down. But eventually, you did, thanks to Chris' soothing, despite nearly falling asleep himself, but he didn't let it happen. He was worried something worse would happen to you.

,,Chris?''

,,Hm?''

,,Thank you...For everything.''

,,You don't have to thank me, it's the least I can do.''

You just pecked his cheek, holding his gaze and seeing how red he turned. But you still didn't stop the extra ,,Thank you'' you were mouthing.

~-~

Over the next few weeks and months, you and Chris spent most of the time together. Next to the things of moving Andrew's stuff out, he invited you on little record shop or coffee dates, rehearsals with his new band, and eventually, it happened.

,,How are you feeling?''

,,Better. Not good but better.''

,,That's good still. Look at me, yeah?''

,,Hm?''

Chris leaned in, giving you enough time to pull away, but when you didn't, he gave you the softest kiss imaginable, leaving more all over your face.

,,I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Do you want that, too?''

,,Yes, I do.''

[anothermansjeans]

idk how you feel about songfics but i’m obsessed w tswift’s dbatc rn and i’m just thinking about spencer reid having a secret relationship that he leaves bc he’s afraid his so will be killed by an unsub but his so is like a local singer and garcias a huge fan and is like omg this song is so beautiful and sad happy ending or angst ending doesn’t matter i just think that song encompasses how i would feel if i loved and lost reid sorry for rambling anywayyy

i am a woman on a mission and ik you just requested this but as soon as i saw it i got immediate inspo

i also have a hotch x reader fic called death by a thousand cuts BUT i had to do this one as well 🫶 also i’m so sorry if it’s shit i’m so tired lmaoooo

I Can’t Pretend It’s Okay When It’s Not

spencer reid x fem!reader

When Penelope gushed about a local musician she absolutely adores playing at the cafe she visits frequently and forced the entirety of the BAU team to tag along, she forgot to mention what Spencer would deem the most important piece of information— her name.

At first, when they walked into the coffee shop already a couple songs in due to the team's later arrival (much to Penelope’s dismay), Spencer wasn’t completely aware of the angelic voice completing beautiful melodies. His main focus being on getting coffee into his system asap, while he was up at the counter, he tuned it out almost completely— again, almost. The moment he heard her speak was a completely different story.

“Um, so this is a new song…” the woman on the small five inch high stage started, “I actually wrote it a couple weeks ago after a very… difficult time in my life… a time I’m still actually going through, but I hope you guys have it in your heart to give it a listen with open minds. This is Death by a Thousand Cuts.”

Spencer slowly walked back over to the team, eyes wide and fixed on the woman he believes is the love of his life. The only problem being he has no right to call her his anymore.

Soft strumming of the guitar began, with low my’s being sung, and he heard a soft gasp come from his left. “Oh, this is gonna hurt,” Penelope said, one hand placed on her chest while the other hugged around her body.

“Saying goodbye is death by a thousand cuts

Flashbacks waking me up

I get drunk, but it's not enough

'Cause the morning comes and you're not my baby

I look through the windows of this love

Even though we boarded them up

Chandelier's still flickering here

'Cause I can't pretend it's ok when it's not

It's death by a thousand cuts”

Not even a minute in and Spencer feels as though he’s been stabbed through the heart. It’s difficult hearing it from her perspective. When he made the decision to end what they had, it was out of protection— it was so that she wouldn’t have to deal with the burdens of his job.

“I dress to kill my time

I take the long way home

I ask the traffic lights if it'll be all right

They say, "I don't know"

And what once was ours is no one's now

I see you everywhere

The only thing we share

Is this small town”

“You said it was a great love

One for the ages

But if the story's over

Why am I still writing pages?”

Spencer thinks back to their love story, back to when it began and the blissful moments, the rendezvous’, and the unasked questions about why they only ever had real dates inside and why no one on the team or anyone with any semblance of importance in Spencer’s life knew of them.

He thinks back to how happy she was, and how she was content with just being with him. How when her eyes lit up the first time he said he loved her, but also the dim the second he ended things.

He thinks about the nightmares he thought were over. How instead of Maeve being the victim it was now her. How if it wasn’t for those nightmares, the onslaught of “what-if’s” wouldn’t plague his mind. How if he had a less dangerous job, a job that didn’t take every ounce of life or happiness out of him, he would and could still be with her.

And as he thinks of these things, he suddenly becomes aware of the blazing eyes that had locked with his, and a tiny gasp is heard from the microphone before she starts playing with more vigor.

“My heart, my hips, my body, my love

Trying to find a part of me that you didn't touch

Gave up on me like I was a bad drug

Now I'm searching for signs in a haunted club

Our songs, our films, united we stand

Our country, guess it was a lawless land

Quiet my fears with the touch of your hand

Paper cut stings from our paper thin plans”

It hurt. So much. And it was clear it wasn’t only him because each word she sang was aimed to puncture him. The tears brimming in her eyes were also evident. To anyone else, her words are curated from past

memories from someone who hurt her, but to Spencer, it was a message. A message that every single part of their relationship was taken into account while writing this song. A message that everything they’ve ever said or done had been tainted with the memory of him leaving her with no explanation.

“My time, my wine, my spirit, my trust

Trying to find a part of me you didn't take up

Gave you too much but it wasn't enough

But I'll be all right, it's just a thousand cuts”

He watches as she screws her eyes shut, and the sharpness of her words becomes duller as she sings on. He knew he fucked up the moment he walked out of her apartment the night he ended it, but he has never regretted it more than now. He misses her. He misses smiles, the laughter, the unconditional love that radiates from her. He would do anything to get that back.

He doesn’t realize he’s standing there, staring at her in awe mixed with sadness until applause is heard throughout the cafe and Penelope lets out a small “so sad and and beautiful,” while wiping under her eyes. He also doesn’t realize that after she announces a small break that he was walking up to her in a daze, the entire team behind him eyes wide with shock.

He also doesn't realize the first words he speaks to her are what they both longed to hear between the two for weeks.

“I miss you so much.”

She’s shocked to say the least. She’s completely speechless to the point where he begins to speak again due to the lack of words on her side.

“I’m an idiot— I’m, I’m so stupid. You’d think with an IQ of 187 I would be able to not make decisions like leaving the one woman I love the most in the world. Y/N, I swear I thought I was keeping you safe because with me and my job, that’s not always a guarantee, but listening to you and what you’re going through, I can’t— I know it wasn’t the right thing to do—”

“Spencer,” she finally cut him off, placing her hand on his arm and shifting her eyes to the people behind him who had been standing with him. “Later, okay? You can tell me everything later when we aren’t surrounded by a bunch of people.” The look in her eyes was genuine, but there was still hurt swimming in them. He wanted to say something, anything to ease it, but before he could open his mouth she grabbed the acoustic guitar and gave him a small smile. “And I miss you too,” she said before walking back up on the small platform and adjusting her mic.

While introducing her next song, Spencer slowly made his way back to the group who were going to ask the inevitable questions, but that didn’t stop the small smile from making its way to his lips, and he thought that maybe, just maybe, they won’t have to pretend to be okay anymore.

[lesbiangummybearmafia]

The gilded age 02x08, In Terms of Winning and Losing, my thoughts...

Please excuse any spelling errors. My brain is sleepy so its not working too well. 😰

I'm still having feelings over last night season 2 finale. We can't say they didn't pack the episode until it nearly burst that's for sure.

I'm going start at the end because it still tickles me that Aunt Ada is now head of the Van Rhijn household. (They went omg free fall everything ending, to oh wait we're fine. One oh the fastest turn around ever). Which will now be known as Fronte household. Thank you, Mr. Bannister for pointing it out. Because truthfully I was clueless as every body else until he asked Aunt Ada if it ok. Than it all clicked... Omg Aunt Ada is now the big cheese! The look on her face was brilliant! In that moment we seen her take her power, completely imbody it. We clearly see her mind calculating on all the changes she's going to make. It one exceptional piece of acting from Cynthia Nixon. She doesn't utter a word during it, it's all in facial expressions and her body movements. It's just as powerful. She's so very talented!

Look on Aunt Agnes face made giggle as she realizes the role in her own house have reversed on her. That her little sister is now in charge. I don't mean in unkind way whatsoever. The relationship and dynamics between these two sisters have been certain ways for most likely all their lives up to this point, but now Aunt Agnes is going to have to listen to Aunt Ada in way is never did before. I personally think it's going to good for the whole household. Aunt Ada is kind and compassionate that will benefit everyone in that household especially Aunt Agnes.

I did love When Aunt Ada ask Marian if finally broke off her engagement with Dashiell, because she know he wasn't right for her. Lol it was too brilliant. I love Aunt Ada so much!!

So yes finally Marian broke off her engagement to Dashiell!! I cheered when that happened!! It's like damn woman took you long enough. But after he called her by his dead wife's name, creepy that was the last straw. No one can blame the man for still being in love with his dead wife. We all know that heart doesn't work that way, just because their no longer here doesn't make our love just stop. It's ultimately more to what Marian said, that their not well matched, they don't want the same things and their not in love with each other. I'm just glad she found her back bone and got out before it was too late.

I'm personally so happy about that kiss bewteen Marian and Larry, I was yelling kiss, kiss, kiss the whole time! I think their well matched in every way. Larry definitely be ok with Marian teaching or anything else she wants to do. Now thanks to Aunt Ada she won't come penniless to the whole thing because we know Aunt Ada won't allow that!! I'll put odds on it! Only issue as we all know may be Bertha. Perhaps not though so much with Larry, she does like Marian. We'll see... I did like the little scene bewteen Marian and Frances. I felt quite a bit of empathy for Frances, she was just a little girl looking for a mom. I'm glad Marian was able to reassure for her that she will still be very much in her life just not as her step-mother.

I'm so happy for Jack that he got his patent approved. It was such a brilliant idea of Peggy's that he go talk to Larry about it. That Larry wants to go into business with Jack on his alarm clock. Love it. It was so amazing what happen then.

Peggy deciding to leave her job at The Globe was probably the only way to deal with her feelings for her boss

I'm sad for her because she was doing something she loved. But he was just too casual about the whole cheating on my wife no doubt done more times then Peggy would of ever found out about. She deserves so much better. This also showed that she as alot of self respect, self worth, and self confidence. To not only not fall for his bs, but to walk away when she clearly had feelings but knew it was a bad situation for her. Women now a days can learn alot from her. I was also nice to see perhaps the rift bewteen Peggy and her father may be softening. That her mother and father are getting back to loving terms with each other.

I was very sad to see Mr. Watson go but to know that he'll be part of his daughter and grand children lives makes it a happy going. I'm glad his daughter let her wishes known and kinda defy he husband by going to talk to her dad.

Now the opera war. I never thought Bertha wouldn't pull it off. There's just something about that woman that scream WIN. I'm not surprised she got the Duke back, because she something or someone Mrs. Astor doesn't that alone I knew would enough to turn the Duke back to her side. That is Gladys of course. Now am I ok that's a good chance that Bertha sold Gladys into marriage with the Duke no I'm not! I love Bertha I truly do. However her own ambition I feel is an issue, it's a blinding thing, it's all consuming, it power over everything. I fear what that will do to her in future. Ambition can be good until it takes complete control of a person. Because the need to win, to be number one, to defeat those against you makes you forget about who truly loves you. I don't want to see that be the path for Bertha. Because at her core I don't believe she's her ambition. If she was she wouldn't of done the nice gesture for Mrs. Bruce by giving her the tickets to opening night of Met. Bertha does show incredible care and kindness to her staff. Which is something I truly love about her. Always the way she is with the people she's made friends with. Unlike Mrs. Astor who treats everyone like they should be kissing her ass. Bertha genuinely nice, kind, sweet and funny. So I want to her ambition hurt the rest of her, hurt her life, completely destroy her relationship with her daughter, her son and her husband. Because her ambition isn't worth losing her family that loves her. Alright enough said on that. To good stuff.

Seeing Mrs. Astor lose was brilliant! She at more than half empty Academy still trying to pretend everything's fine...while a death rattle could heard in the background. I wanted to tell Aunt Agnes and Oscar to get the fuck out of there, go with Mrs. Fish, save yourselves!!

Turner fuming was hilarious and her husband being completely over it just made all the better. I got feelings he just wanted to say to her could just sit down and shut it already damn for some peace and quiet. All day and night it's Mrs. Russell this and Mrs. Russell that. Should never marry you fuck!

I loved both Bertha and Gladys gowns. The colors were beautiful. Especially like how the colors deep green pattern against lighter green of Bertha's made her stand out in her box at Met, couldn't miss her if you wanted too. Marian gown was very cool I really liked ruching by shoulders and neck. But I think my favorite gown belonged to Aurora, blue and white and sparkly it was gorgeous. That's one I would've wanted to wear.

I so did love seeing Bertha get her moment, she was floating on air there. Especially when she walk through the doors of her central box after nearly crying because George got back for her. To the whole of the Metropolitan filled. Although the boxes where bigger then I thought they be. All I could recall was when I watched The Age of Innocent because that begins at the opera, it's very much in a similar time frame as The Gilded Age. But I like the ones at the Met better, they can call over and talk to each other like friends do. It seems less stuffy and more social and fun. One of my favorite moments was when Bertha caught sight of Mrs. Bruce and Mr. Baudin and gives them a little wave, it was so cute and endearing.

Mrs. Bruce was very cute through out being at an opera house for the first time.

I'm so sad it's the final episode of the season. All I know is HBO better renew for 3rd season!! Because it's official my favorite series, I don't want it going anywhere for a long long time!!

[marvel-and-chicago-fan]

Wishing

Matilda Age: (15 years old)

Warnings: dont remember them since this is a old imagine

Summary: Jay wishes for something horrible now she ends up in the hospital

Never say, I wish

Me and Matilda were in a fight over her grades. She had gotten a C- after i told repeatedly to study instead she was on her phone talking with friends and watching Disney+. Things had gotten to the point where Will tried to interfere but I ended up snapping at him. 

“Do you ever listen to my instructions?” 

“I do, oh my gosh Jay you never give me a break. It's always Mattie  study, Matilda this Matilda that.” She argued 

“Because you don't listen whenever you need to. This always happens. You don't study, you don't do your homework.”

“That was one time Jay” She said with an attitude “and everytime you say" Mom wouldn't be happy with what you're doing”. I wish you would just stop bringing her up”

“I wish you were never in my life” I snapped

As soon as I said that, I immediately regretted it and wanted to take it back. Matilda just stood there looking like she was about to cry.

“Mattie i'm sorry” i said

She just ran up to her room and slammed the door shut. Will gave a death glare and I knew I was so screwed not only with will but because I knew he would tell Hailey and Hailey would give me the worst lecturer of my life.

“Man why the hell would you say that”Will yelled

“I don’t know it just slipped”

“It just SLIPPED?”He yelled “Are you insane did you not think about what you said before you said it”

“I'm sorry I didn't think, I'll go say sorry to her now.” I said walking 

“No, let her calm down first because what you said was so wrong”. 

And just like that i had put myself in the worst situation

***

Matties POV

Why would he say that? Does he actually mean that? Maybe he is right, mom wouldn't be proud of me. I'm just a burden to both of them.

Walking around I felt a familiar feeling. The feeling of fainting. “Ugh of course this has to happen now” I yell in my head. I go to sit down on my desk chair but I don't make it very far when I can already feel myself falling.

Everything hurts so much.

All I can see is black.

***

Wills POV

Im sitting scrolling on my phone glancing at jay everyone once and a while who looks antsy to go see Matilda. I look back down at my phone and I hear a loud thud. Hoping its matilda releasing her anger by throwing things i yell to make sure she's ok. “Mattie you good up there?”

I don't hear an answer from her and I yell aging. “Mattie!” Me and Jay both exchange a worried look before running up to her room and barging in.

“Matt why aren't you- Shoot Mattie can you hear me? '' Will said, slightly slapping Mattie's face. 

“Jay go get the car ready we can't wait for an ambulance” Will immediately checked to make sure she had a pulse and was relieved she did.

Jay nodded and ran out to the car so he could pull it out to the front.

I picked Matilda realizing how light she is. I ran out to the car and jay opened the door for us and we sped off to med

“This is 50-21 gorge. I'm headed to Chicago med. 15 year old female was found unconscious in her room.” I could hear jay radio in

***

“See Jay, this is why we don't say things like that. I had a co-worker in New York who wished that she didn't have a sister. the next day her sister died on the way to her house.” 

“I'm not gonna say anything until I see Matilda. I could never forgive myself if something happened to her and that was the last thing I ever said to her.” Jay said, i could hear his voice. He was on the verge of tears but Jay doesn't like to cry in front of people because he thinks it's embarrassing. 

Just then connor came and me and jay stood up hoping for good news 

“So she's stable and it was just another episode. She does have a concussion. I assume she fell on her head because she didnt get down fast enough. “

“Can we see her now?’ I asked already knowing the answer.

“Of course, good luck with her. She's delirious from the meds.’ He chuckled and left to continue his work. 

“Matilda, stop. How many times do I have to tell you to stop playing with your IV”. Making her jump because she didn't see us walk in. 

“Ok Jay, you can say whatever you want to say now.”

“I'm so sorry I said that Mattie, I never meant to say that. I just had a bad day and I shouldn't have taken it out on you. 

“I forgive you, and i'm sorry to i should start to listen to you guys more often” She admitted

I just let out a small laugh and we all broke out in laughter on how stupid the argument was.

“I love you guys” Mattie said

“We love you too Mattie” Jay replied

I hate this one but i just wanted to post something while im working on a new imagine, even though i could've picked from many of my imagines i never posted

[hellcatinnc]

Kamigami No Asobi - Loki Game Review

Spoilers Ahead...

Ok where do I begin. So I have been wanting to play this game for months ever since I saw the anime show. However there is nothing but translations and most aren't done online. I may not play it all because it is harder to do without all the translations or english game patches but 3 men i can not take any more not knowing their love story. That being Loki, Hades, & Baldr. I plan to review them as well. Anyways on to Loki Laevatein....

If I wasn't in love with this man from just the anime well it got worse he stole my heart a thousand times over. I do not regret putting him on my top list of anime men. So I played both love endings as well as both fated just so I got the full story. Oh lord I prefer the love ending of course the fate ending was too sad to me. I hated that if you don't get enough points by the end you can't choose to go to their world been trying yet sadly have yet to be able to get it or a walkthrough maybe one day I'm just happy I got him anyways. Great thing is I wasn't expecting it but I couldn't choose his world so he gave his up to be with me and be human which he hates. Oh lord before I go any further this man moved me in ways I didn't think possible. I will even share some of his dialog that made me swoon in this review. Also damn I thought his voice was sexy before but then when he says baby at one point I was floored I could listen to him say baby all day long.

This was a good story honestly you saw how connected he was to Baldr which I always loved as well as Thor. You don't see them fighting for your love because Baldr is ok being just your friend and wanting his best friend to be happy. I think with the show they just try to throw them all in love with you at the same time so there are more confrontations but even then he loved Baldr like a brother. They stayed true to Loki he joked around even in the beginning when he started having feelings I think it was more about playing you out to see if there was something there. IDK but Yui had her work cut out for her chasing him around and dealing with his antics but it was so worth the man he became. I was floored he gave up being a god to be a human just because he couldn't see life without her. This means he gave up long life, and powers just so he could grow old with her. I'm actually glad I saw that ending first because it made me realize how in love he really was. if anything it makes me love him more. I also have to mention something about I guess the moles beside his eye make him even hotter. I know I got it bad but loki is drool worthy to me.

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These are some of the most precious things said that makes me love Loki even more.

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LOKI: You’re completely defenseless. …If you keep making such a cute face, I might kiss you. LOKI: It’s alright… I’ll never let you go.

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LOKI: I’ve never had someone so special to me like this. He gently wiped away the tears on my cheek with his long fingers. LOKI: I don’t want to part with you. I don’t even want to graduate if it means we can’t be together.

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(voice clips below of his sexy voice I own no rights to the voice clips or pictures of course.)

LOKI: Baby, I love you. So much, I could eat you up. I want you.

LOKI: If my princess wills it, I, Loki, promise you eternal love. Let us make a vow…

LOKI: Darling!♪ I looooove you so much!☆ My cute girl.♪

LOKI: My darling is so shy!☆ Oh, darling, call me honey!♪

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LOKI: A stubborn girl who was always tried her hardest to move forward, never giving up. At some point, I just couldn’t take my eyes off you. LOKI: I must’ve fallen in love from the very beginning. It was some kind of fate…

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LOKI: I really want to give you more and more presents. So many, you tell me you don’t want them anymore. LOKI: There are lots of things we still haven’t done. I want to make you smile more, and make you happy.

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LOKI: …I don’t want to give up. I can’t imagine us being apart. I can’t live without you! LOKI: I want you to let me love you more. I don’t want any more regrets.

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LOKI: What’s your name? YUI: I’m Kusanagi Yui. LOKI: Yui… that’s a nice name. It has a pleasant ring to it. Just from hearing his gentle voice say my name, my chest felt tight. I might have lost some very important memories… LOKI: I don’t know anything about myself. Not even my name… But I don’t feel anxious at all. LOKI: After meeting you, I think the reason I’m here… is you, Yui. LOKI: So, could you be by my side until I remember everything? LOKI: In exchange, I’ll give you everything you wish for… LOKI: My heart, my body, everything… is yours.

If you haven't played the game you should honestly find a translation online and go through it if you can't read japanese because it is so worth it just his story alone I was happy if I never play another route. If they ever bring this to english I will buy it just so I own it, it has become one of my favorite games now. I will probably do Hades next not sure yet.

[sapphire-weapon]

Hi again! I'm the RE6 anon. Thank you so much for providing such a lengthy and detailed explanation; I really appreciate it. And as expected you're totally right and you schooled me lol that's why I came to you anyway. I have to say I've had those thoughts for a while, Aeon giving married couple vibes in RE6 for a while now, partly due to popular opinion in the fandom and also because I watched Damnation before playing RE6 a few months back, so I do admit I went into the game with my Aeon glasses on lol BUT sth about it just felt wrong to me, like I wasn't analyzing this the right way, and you filled in the gaps perfectly.

Looking back at it, Damnation has this playful, intimate undercurrent between Leon and Ada, and it's all fun and games but then here comes that ending omg. It's so depressing. You have Ada being Ada on one side and Leon drowning his sorrows on the other. But instead of being like "ok this is the major conflict between them, he knows she's out there doing mercenary stuff but he doesnt seem to care but he's also tired of this life and Ada perpetuates it with her actions SO WHY ISN'T HE DOING STH ABT IT, WHEN IS HE GONNA STOP BEING SO FUCKING STUPID???", I went into RE6 focusing on the rest of their interactions, the flirting, that night, the game they always play. But like I said, it felt wrong. So I guess I should've listened to my gut.

Bc even when I was playing and trying to be all like uwu look how Leon's standing up for her, I always went back to the Damnation ending in my mind. Like nothing had changed since then. The conflict reached a boiling point, and Leon was even more fucking stupid. And there was another little voice in my head saying yeah of course he wants to save her, it's Leon, he wants to save everyone, and this is Ada of all people, he really cares about her... but where does it go from there? Does he trust her? like 100% trust her? He's doing the most for her but does he ever stop to wonder what she did to get into this mess? does he know her at all? And the answer was immediately fuck no. But I was so used to the fandom opinion and the Aeon dynamic, so used on focusing on the big shiny things when it came to them, that I thought those were the only things that mattered. I was honestly holding onto Aeon as hard as Leon was lmao. But when Ada sends him the message I was like oh ok she really doesn't give a fuck kfjdjd and I felt like a sense of closure bc Leon seems very resolute after that.

Still, I focused on him having her number, her calling him hun, him saving her, Helena implying he will see her again, big shiny things like that, so that's why I was unsure.

Those doubts wouldn't leave my mind tho, and I know nothing is accidental in writing, so that's why I thought I'd bring it up to you bc you just know your stuff.

Thank you so much, that was truly an eye opener 🧡

I think that part of the nuance that's lost is that, like.

Leon is also working for people who perpetuate the problem of bioterrorism. It's not like he's on one side of the fight and she's on the other. Morally, in his mind and his heart, Leon is on one side of the fight. But he can't act on that, because he's trapped by the government.

That was the whole point of his fight with Claire at the end of ID. She knows that Leon feels and thinks a certain way, and she knows that his actions are in direct opposition of those feelings and thoughts. That's the point of the "that suit doesn't suit you" line.

But there's nothing he can do about it. So when Helena gives him the opening to disappear with his legally dead status and run away with Ada, he declines not just because he realizes that he never knew Ada -- but also because nothing in his life would change if he did. He'd still be on "the wrong side" of things. That's another part of the reason he asks "Why are you helping us?"

So like. What we really see at the end of Damnation is Leon and Ada's reactions to fighting the same fight. Ada's thriving and happy to live a life on silk sheets stuffed with money. Leon can't cope with what he's doing, morally. Ada has a choice. Leon doesn't. And so, at the end of RE6, when he's given a choice, he makes sure he makes the one that actually does some good. He can still save Helena if he stays, but running off with Ada would just keep him trapped in place while stripping him of what little power he does have.

And then he won't be able to save anybody.

But when people lose sight of the broader picture of Leon's character because they're so laser-focused on Ada, they miss all of this.

[amandamgsblog]

Chapter 5 - It's not so easy to say - Part 1

Stormie's POV

I was with Mark watching TV, waiting for Ross to arrive. Classes finish at 6:50 p.m., but depending on the traffic, he arrives almost half an hour later.

— How was class, love? - I ask him as soon as I realize he's arrived.

— I don't even know! I'm feeling… Feelings! And I'm not ok!

The poor guy pulls his hair up. He's reliving the stress of thinking he's in love and that he'll hurt someone later, in a possible break-up.

— It was only a matter of time, but I didn't think it would be the next day!

— Mark, don't make it worse! Here, darling…

I run to get a glass of water, which my son accepts with trembling hands. He's only fallen in love twice in his life: at fifteen, with Aubrey, and at sixteen, with Laura. Dating Aubrey was the most bizarre relationship he could have had.

Flashback…

It was our annual vacation in Colorado. We had flown out a week ago to spend two months at my mother's house.

Ross had gone with the boys to a new diner and there he met Aubrey, who was a waitress. He fell in love with her, they became friends and during those months, they started dating.

As well as being possessive and jealous, she was completely clueless. Aubrey was lovely to us at first, but then he would throw fits of jealousy if he wanted to spend time with us or with other friends. If it was with Raini or Laura, she almost hit the girls. Apart from the many times we saw her trying to climb into Ross's room during the night, when he was in the shower, changing or asleep.

We would have to go back to Brazil again and the situation was already unbearable. Ross didn't like her anymore and wanted to end things. He was very polite, not wanting to break her heart, and she ended up freaking out in the cafeteria and getting fired. She said it was his fault and, even though it wasn't, he felt very guilty.

With Laura, my mother's neighbor's daughter, the following year, it was like this: they were very close childhood friends and were very happy in their relationship, even at a distance. But that same distance made her fall in love with Riker and him with her. So she and Ross were sad, of course, but they ended well and are still best friends, as they have been since they were in diapers.

End of flashback…

My son and my husband summed up their conversation yesterday and I couldn't help but agree with Mark. He has to get rid of this fear of love, but we can't do that for him. The way Ross protects this girl, even without realizing it, says a lot.

— (…) Then the four of us chatted until we each went off to do something different in our free time. She went to the gym and seems to have met some guy there, and I'm jealous. I shouldn't be!

— Calm down, son. These are normal feelings. You don't fall in love or love just once in a lifetime. Everything will be fine. Of course you're friends and you feel affection for each other, but think that you can be in love with a month of friendship… That's how it was with your father.

Go after her, son. Maybe she likes you too?

I hug him.

— If I ever had a chance, I missed it. She's very sweet, but she closes herself off too much… I don't know if she has feelings for me. Maybe she'll start dating this guy? I'll be happy for Amanda, really.

— Why don't you invite your friends over one day, and then invite just her to see a movie? She'll realize you're interested. - His father says.

— I don't know, dad… I'll think about it…

He goes to his room rather upset.

— Our poor son, Mark… - I turn to him.

— Calm down, Stormie, he's just confused. - He kisses me. - It's going to be all right. I'm rooting for them.

Amanda's POV

I'm woken up by yet another argument… Seriously, 7:10 in the morning and they're almost killing each other!

— I LOST MY JOB BECAUSE OF YOU! YOU NEVER SUPPORTED ME, LISTENED TO ME! YOU SAID I WAS TORTURING YOU! NOW, WITH YOUR DARLING LITTLE DAUGHTER, WHO HAS ALWAYS BEEN LOVED, IT'S A DIFFERENT STORY!

— OF COURSE IT'S TORTURE, THALITA! DO YOU THINK IT'S NORMAL FOR SOMEONE ALMOST THIRTY YEARS OLD TO BE CRYING IN YOUR HEAD ALL DAY AND NIGHT, GETTING IN THE WAY OF YOUR SISTER AND ME, AND THEN GO DOPED UP TO WORK IN A HOSPITAL PHARMACY?! OF COURSE THEY'D NOTICE! YOU ALREADY HAD THE JOB IN YOUR HANDS AND YOU WERE FIRED NOT BECAUSE OF ME, BUT BECAUSE YOU THOUGHT YOUR BOSS WAS STALKING YOU!

You need to go to therapy, as I've always insisted, and tell your psychiatrist that you're not balanced. Because this is not the behavior of balanced people!

— YOU'RE A DEMON! WHAT A FUCKING MOTHER AND FAMILY I HAVE! I HAVE NO ONE!

I arrive in the dining room just as my sister, who is almost six feet tall, raises her hand to my mother.

— Don't touch her! - I say, putting myself in front of my mother to protect her. Thalita pushes me aside and I fall. I manage to protect my head.

They give up arguing and my sister goes to her room, but not without slamming the door and screaming, crying with rage.

— Calm down, mom, I'm fine. I haven't been hurt. - I felt a little pain, but it was bearable. I always take pain medication to college in a little box.

I spent time with the cockatiels, who managed to make me feel better, then I had lunch and went to college. It's an hour and twenty minutes before class starts, so I sit at one of the tables in the restaurant near the entrance. I look around and wave to the English teacher, who is a sweetheart. Haha, Ross is crazy about her and was on cloud nine when she said she was going to bring a Shakespeare sonnet for us to read.

I pull up my pants to my knees and look at my legs, which were sore and had purple spots that hurt, unlike the bruises from stress and sadness, which don't hurt, they just appear. I hate it so much!

I dig my head out of my hands and look at the entrance to the cafeteria. The guy from yesterday! My God, how do I talk to him?

Like a normal person?

We both know, dear conscience, that we're going to stop at “hi”.

Maybe not, come on.

What's gotten into you?

The adrenaline from the fight gave me a false sense of confidence, so I went over to his table.

— Hi. - I say, trying to regulate my voice to a higher pitch, but failing. I'm glad he didn't notice that I was standing up.

I wave and he smiles back. I can say hello now. I hope he doesn't hate my voice…

— Hi, how are you?

— Hi. Fine, and you? - I say.

— Me too, sit down, please.

We sat in silence for a minute, until I plucked up the courage to do exactly what I did in high school.

— So… I saw you yesterday, but I don't know your name… - My classic line. Simple, but not overdone.

—Oh, it's Matt. Matthew, actually, and yours?

(A/N: the guy I fell in love with in 2019 had a very different name, so I decided to put Matt anyway to make sense, since it's not a common name here).

— It's Amanda. Wow, your name is different, but it's pretty.

— Haha, thanks. My mother is obsessed with Matthew McConaughey, the 80s movie star, and she named me after him. I kind of like it.

— Wow, my mom loves him too, haha. And your father, he didn't mind?

— At first, yes, but then he liked the idea. What course are you doing?

— Languages and Literature. But for God's sake, it's the other major of the course. Don't put me near rude children, because I might throw one out of the window! - I partially joke and we laugh. — What are you studying?

— Accounting. I start at 7pm, but I work out in the afternoon, after working as an assistant on the college's virtual channel.

— Wow, you still work here? That's nice. Wait a minute. Did you say Accounting? Do you know Camila? Have brunette skin, dark curly hair, short, wears glasses?

— Yes, she's my best friend in here. She's very badass.

— Yes, she is. She's been my best friend since I was eleven, I'm eighteen now. We did elementary and high school together.

— Wow, so there are going to be fights sometimes. - He jokes and we laugh. — I have to have lunch, bye, Amanda.

— Bye, it was a great time.

MY CONVERSATION WORKED! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!

Even if I'm happy for a moment, I quickly become sad and worried. Today my furniture arrives and how am I going to explain to my friends and my teachers that the desk is considerably bigger and has a sticker on it saying: “Support for People with Special Needs”?

Now the bullying will start.

I soon start to remember what my psychologist said, that I should be honest with my friends who didn't know me very well, because if they're really my friends, they'll understand my need and my depression, and they'll respect me. And that's what I'm going to do now.

[hrhoffman]

So I finished binging The Magnus Archives

and I genuinely have so many thoughts that I can't even put into words

Spoilers for TMA as a whole, I guess

I'll start with Sasha because I want to do every point that hit heavy for me and if I don't do it in order I'll forget something

The idea of being replaced and forgotten, just, my God. And really, how little of the real Sasha we even got from the whole podcast is tragic. We got so little of her, liked her when we first heard her encounter with Michael, and then, boom, she's gone. Replaced. And as listeners, we Know Something will happen, but you just get that building dread every episode, what will Not!Sasha do? Is there a chance real Sasha could come back?

And by the end, we forget about Sasha because of everything else happening.

Tim was worse for me because as soon as his new arc was building up, I knew immediately there was ever going to be one ending for him. His building anger, his loss of his previous self, the information on his past and how it related to the next big fight they were going to. It was obvious he was going to get blown up as soon as the explosives were introduced.

And we don't get much mourning for Tim, because Jon is in a coma, Daisy is trapped, and Martin is losing himself.

I could go on a whole side tangent about the Lonely, make a list of all those hard hitting lines Martin said.

I'm not enough on my own. Can't get it out of my head.

The finale hurts. I can't stop myself from crying. I keep going back and forth about Jon's character

We watch him make questionable decisions for the entire podcast. His whole conspiracy fueled paranoia and just driving everyone away as if it's going to keep them safe. His final choice to take over instead of Elias

It's selfish, because ok, fuck lemme try to get this in words

Jon and Martin are opposites the whole time, I think

Martin's big speech to Peter and Elias where he says, "I'm not a chosen one" always stood out to me. Because there's times where Jon seems to believe HE needs to fix everything, that HE needs to keep his friends safe, that HE needs to save the world because he is SO SO guilty.

And Martin thinks so little of himself, but he puts so much love in others. It's so sad to see his change in S4 with the Lonely, because it's so distinctly not Martin.

He never stops hating himself, never stops loving Jon. Everything he does is for Jon. He had nothing to live for when Jon was gone.

They are each other's reasons. But Martin could be anywhere with Jon and be happy.

Jon needs to fix his wrongs to make them both happy. Whether that is true or not doesn't matter, because it is wholeheartedly what Jon believes.

And so he believes sacrificing himself to try to fix things will be better for Martin, but he never asked Martin what would actually make him happy.

Martin just wants to be by Jon's side.

And back to the selfish thing, I don't mean it in a negative way. I mean that Jon felt he literally needed to give himself up to atone. Like he had lost all self worth. Like he didn't care about himself.

He puts Martin in the worst possible position.

And I cried so hard at the ending, because I knew that they weren't Somewhere Else. They were dead. It mirrored Gertrude and her assistants, the foreshadowing of their deaths as Sasha and Tim dropped one by one.

There was no happy ending for us. There was no fixed world after what traumatic experience had been unleashed. Jon had to pay for his mistakes, but love caused Martin to go with him. (I think about those last few moments of Martin. Alive. Looking down at Jon's bleeding corpse. The panopticon crumbling around him. Martin knows he will die, but he's just had to kill his only Reason to live anyways)

I can't even say they're happy together in the fucking afterlife because the End or whatever exists and claims everyone. I always interpreted that as Hell existing for everyone after death.

And don't even get me started on the themes of finding happiness and love in the middle of the apocalypse

They just wanted to fix things man. It wasn't even Jon's fucking fault, AND OKAY THIS IS ANOTHER THING

I SWEAR Elias has to be Web aligned I fucking swear the strings he pulled throughout the whole fucking series dude. I think the Eye and Web are pretty close anyways but that Manipulating Bastard FUCK HIM

Jon believes he's done everything wrong, because he refuses to blame Dickhead McGee. Doesn't help that everyone is on his ass the whole podcast, and like, yeah, Jon does some stupid shit but come the fuck on why did the foreshadowing of his slowly worse decisions have to end like this man I can't stop thinking about it