#painridden

[justanoasisimagines]

Home Sweet Home

Summary; Kyle has spent the last thirteen months deployed. He's had one regret, not asking you out. Now as he returns he's on a mission to right that wrong, but is he too late? Pairing; Kyle "Gaz" Garrick x Female Reader WordCount; 1,523 Trope used; The character returns home A/N; Hey my lovelies, today starts off the 7 weeks of Hallmark fics. I hope you enjoy! Credit to cafekitsune for the banner and the divider!

Thirteen months. Thirteen months since Kyle last stepped down on British soil. The last time since he'd been to his apartment in London. Last time he'd enjoyed the bustle of busy London streets. Last time he'd enjoyed a decent couple of tea. Last time he'd seen you.

Should have Kyle gone to rest his aching body which protested with every step as he made his way towards your cafe? Yes. Yet it wasn't an option.

Memories of you kept Kyle going while he was deployed. Every fight, every mission, you were always there lingering in the back of his mind. Reminding him of what he was fighting to get back home to.

Often at night, Kyle experienced a swirling tornado of questions; Are you okay? Was everything going well back home? Your business? Have you met someone? That often left a sour last in his mouth. His mind twisted with deep regret.

If only he'd gathered the courage to ask you out before he was deployed. In truth, he hadn't wanted to burden you with the harsh reality of being involved with a soldier.

It's why he'd backed out at the last second. He hadn't heard the last of it from Price. He'd been going on about it non-stop. Life is too short. You'll regret it. Price was right, Kyle had regretted it for the past thirteen months.

Now as Kyle turned into the street he released a heavy exhale. He'd done wasting time. Kyle only hoped you would be happy to see him. Could only hope someone hadn't swept you off your feet while he had been away.

Kyle was met with warm comforting scents of freshly made bread and warm pastries, as a bell dinged over his head. A muffled 'just a sec' came from the back. Kyle's hands found their way into his pockets. Unsure what to do as he waited.

Kyle smiled when he caught his glimpse of you. You looked well, almost as if no days had passed at all. Yet time had, plenty could have changed and plenty had. Suddenly Kyle felt sick to his stomach as your eyes met his, almost widening almost comically.

"Your back." You moved around the counter, quickly knocking yourself into a nearby table. In a rush to get to him. Kyle moved to meet you half way wrapping his arms around you tightly. At least you were happy to see him. That was something.

Both of you melted into each other's touch. Everything was familiar yet different, Had Kyle gained yet more muscle? Have you changed your hair? Both of you took each other in, attempting to document every little change the two of you could locate.

"Got back a little while ago. Had to come see you?" Kyle wasn't surprised when he was met with a playful slap into his bicep. He could barely feel it.

"You didn't have to come here. I would have come to you." Kyle pulled back enough to see your brows frown. Always worried about him.

"And miss out on your baking, no chance" You rolled your eyes as you pulled away. He knew you would have brought him something. Besides the look on your face had been worth every painridden step.

"I didn't just come here for your baking. I was wondering if you were busy Saturday night?"

"Yeah, I am why" Kyle stopped briefly. This was it. All he had to do was ask. He'd battled in hostile warzones and yet this was more challenging. If you were to say no, Kyle could lose everything.

Kyle was at risk of losing you. Losing your friendship, Losing one of the reasons he fought so hard to come home.

Kyle couldn't experience the last thirteen months again. Not knowing had found someone who makes you happy. Kyle wanted to be the man for you.

He would be the man for you.

"The Christmas lights are being turned on this Saturday, wanna go?" Smooth. However, Kyle had taken that leap. It was out there now, Kyle waited with bated breath.

"Are you finally asking me out?" Kyle nodded unable to look at you directly. Christmas Tree, Santa's and Snowman cookies were decorated beautifully in your glass cabinet.

Kyle finally mustered the courage to meet your gaze as he answered. "Yeah, I am." Your eyes sparkled like the North Star as a shy smile graced your face.

Then I look forward to seeing you Saturday,"

Kyle rubbed his hands together attempting to battle off the cold. The streets were bustling as people flocked to witness the Christmas lights. Stands and activities for all ages littered around the street. Christmas music played overhead.

There is magic in the air tonight. A warm welcoming feel as Kyle waited for you. Kyle was full of anticipation searching through the crowd desperate to find you.

You appeared like a Christmas Angel as Kyle began to maneuver through the crowd eager to get you. Thirteen months and five days had been leading up to this moment. Kyle wanted to enjoy every single second.

"You look beautiful."

"You don't look so bad yourself."

"Do you want to grab a drink first? It's bloody freezing out tonight." In agreeance, Kyle walked beside you, hand twitching to take yours. Hesitation halted him one more, yet it was you who bravely tested out the waters.

This was new for both of you. New boundaries are being explored. You two walked through the street catching up as you both shared details of the last thirteen months. Kyle wasn't able to tell you much but he had plenty of stories of Price, Soap and Ghost.

Kyle was already planning to introduce you to them as soon as possible. It was time they met the woman he couldn't stop talking about.

Two hot chocolates later, you two wandered through the streets exploring various stools. Handmade crafts, whimsical snowglobes, delicious handcrafted food. The street had suddenly become a winter wonderland.

"You know I wanted to ask you out thirteen months ago."

"Why didn't you? I would have said yes." Kyle looked out into the crowd of people admiring how lighter everything appeared. People smiled as they emerged through shops, bags in hand wrapping paper poking out of them.

Parents pointed up at the twinkling lights showing and enjoying the children who stared back in awe. Magic and wonder existed behind those eyes. Sometimes it was easy to forget how magical this time could be.

"Being with someone in the military isn't easy. I didn't want to put that burden on you."

"Kyle that's not your decision to make. Do you think I don't worry already? Every time you've been deployed I know there's a chance you're not coming back, but I hope that you do. That was my Christmas wish this year." Kyle stopped looking at you as you stopped several steps ahead.

"What was?"

"For you to come home safe." Kyle moved swiftly pushing past anyone who attempted to get in his way, before cupping your face in the palm of his hands and kissing you tenderly.

Your eyes widened for a second before fluttering shut. Your hands moving to rest on his chest. The world around you suddenly disappeared because nothing else mattered. Just you and Kyle.

As Kyle pulled away, his hands moved to wrap around your waist, holding you in the busy streets of London.

"Come with me to John's Christmas party? I'd like to finally introduce them to the woman I won't shut up about." Kyle pressed his forehead onto yours, both of you surrounded by a bubble no one could penetrate.

"Would John mind you bringing me?" Kyle shook his head, having to part as the crowds began to get busier. Taking your hand, you both proceeded to wander down the street once more.

"No Angel, he'll be more than happy to have you. He'll finally get to meet the woman I keep talking his ear off about." Kyle observed you as you nibbled on your lip.

"You have nothing to worry about. Price and the others. They're good men and I already know they're gonna love you."

"Okay, should I bring anything?"

"They're gonna love you regardless, but if you bring any of your baking. I might get some competition."

"No one could come close to you." Kyle wrapped his arm around you, holding you close as you walked through the street. Feeling the lightest he had in months.

Kyle thought he was doing what was right at the time, but in reality, nothing could compare to everything going through his mind. Happiness, Relief, love, anticipation. Kyle couldn't believe you were finally his and he couldn't wait to introduce you to everyone.

From now on Kyle would go away knowing he'd have you waiting for him. He could return home to you his slice of happiness. His piece of the world.

Price had been right, life is too short to consider every possibility. Sometimes you have to take a risk and step into unknown territory. Kyle would always be grateful to Price for giving him a well-needed push.

Now it was time to enjoy being home.

[whomuses]

Revivify has knock on effects. People know that it brings you back to life. It doesn't matter how long you've been there; you come back. And you're much the same, sometimes more hale and hearty than you were before. But since scrolls have become common - even if they are expensive, seeing them for sale is not the most unusual thing - people seem to forget they're necromancy. Sometimes the dead are not meant to come back, sometimes the gentle embrace of the void is what they want, what they need. We know that in this world, death is a different world, essentially; that monsters can take your soul and turn it into fuel, trap you as a blob of burning flesh or anything else. That the gods are real. But when you bring back the dead, they don't always come back the same. Sometimes they don't come back different, either. The same person, with a fleeting a glimpse of the softness belonging to the other side, a fading memory... And I imagine it's more than that. The sharp jolt back into reality hurts. All the rush of your previous wounds lay heavy on you, barely in life. It's so easy to fall back out of the world again, to let death wrap you up and take it away, which is a huge waste of all that money you sunk into a revivify. Pour potions and medications and make them strong again and thrust them right back into battle, no matter how exhausted and painridden they are. And when they try to sleep and the aches and pains and that idea of peace that has been snatched away haunts them, when they remember the gut-wrenching intesity of death wrapping around them, all that raw fear? Or when they have been brought back so many times that death doesn't frighten them, because they will be drawn back to the world of the living? When pain is meaningless? What kind of life is that..?

[a-force-dyad-in-space]

Just caught up on the last week of Re: Dracula and bawled my eyes out 🥹 I mean, even knowing what was coming, it was still sad as hell and that damn song at the end surely didn't help with the feels 🥹🥹🥹

Always a painridden pleasure, everyone, well done 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹💖

[timetbl]

“ ah, hey, i wasn’t expecting visits this late, thought the complex porter was gone at this point. is everything okay? ”

@painridden ♥’d !

[mutedsins]

                                           he’s  not  exactly  well - versed  in  the  etiquette  of  sharing  a  bed  with  someone  else   ,   the  comfort  of  solitude  preferred  over  sleepovers   .   a  limited  surface  area  confines  them  to  the  same  amount  of  space   ,   otto  already  unusually  stiff  when  he’d  rather  be  splayed  out  across  the  bed  sheets   .     ❛     this  is  weird   .   is  it  weird  ?     ❜     a  frown  emerges  across  soft  features   ,   brows  pulled  together  as  he  thinks  of  a  way  to  remedy  the  current  situation   .     ❛     i  think  you  should  face  the  other  way   .     ❜          /          @painridden   ,   based  on   .

[dirtyflcwers]

closed starter for @painridden​ | f/m/nb plot: we got paired up for a presentation but we’ve never really spoken and you’re pretty nice despite what other people say 

god—    jaeho   HATED   this . . .   he   figured   with   college   he’d   be   saying   goodbye   to   dreaded   group   projects.   and   he   wouldn’t   be   so   COMPLETELY   against   it   if   he   hadn’t   heard   certain  ...   things  about   his   partner.   it   was   no   secret   to   anyone   with   ears   that   they   weren’t   the   easiest   person   to    work   with.   and   jae   didn’t   know   how   true   the   rumors   were,   but   he   knew   that   he   was   worried.   clearing   his   throat,   he   attempts   to   clear   the   air.  ‘    uh ...   ’    he   starts   awkwardly,   gaze   focused   on   his   laptop   instead   of   the   person   beside   him, ‘    i   heard   you’ve   got   a   single   dorm,   that   must   be  nice,   right?  ’

[tearfest]

                knowing she had none other than the chae woojin practically 𝘸𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 was empowering to say the very least . his admiration for her was partially pathetic , partially sweet , & completely beneficiary on both ends . all she has to do is not get him caught in the web of trouble that she threads so diligently .                  sprawled out atop of his adorned in black from head to toe bed does she rest , fishnet - clad legs bent up at the knees , ankles crossing in the air as she sucks on what must be her third lollipop of the day , her tongue as blue as the fruit the candy stole it’s flavour from .  “ why do all the news outlets use that same picture of you over & over again for literally any headline revolving around you ?? you don’t even look that good in it .. i can send them a whole album of pictures where you look a billion times better . but i don’t think they’d be all that inappropriate , huh ?? “  /  @painridden . 

[vienroseda]

♡｡ ░ ▒ ╰   ┈⋅   @painridden.

❛      ——     i  suppose  i’m  flattered  but  i’m  afraid  i’m  going  to  have  to  say   no   ,    ❜     hwayoung  states  with  little  to  no  emotion  offered  because  she’s  not   struggling   to  reject  the  other  by  any  means   ;   her  life  is  far  too   hectic  within  the  coven  that  it  seems  too  far  -  fetched  to  try  and  bring  anyone  else  into  it   .   she  and  joonwoo  are  the  ones  that   don’t  really  get  out  much   ,   investing  their  time  from  the  moment  they  wake  up  and  to  the  minute  they  fall  asleep  into  empowering  their  team   .   she  studies  spells   ,   concocts  potions  alongside  her   brother   ,   even  makes  everyone   dinner   because  that’s  the  role  she’s  taken  on  as  the  head  of  the  group   .   this  is  one  of  the  rare  times  she’s  ventured  out  of  the  house  the  tight  -  knit  coven  shares  and  she’s   rolling   her  eyes  at  the  person  who’s  badgering  her  about   going  out  sometime   .   disregarding  the  fact  that  said  person  isn’t  exactly  a  stranger  but  someone  she  was  rather  close  to  in  school  days  where  she  wore  the  mask  of  an  average  student     ------   she  sighs   ,   hugging  her  newly  purchased  novels  to  her  chest  to  hide  the   titles   of  them   ,   quietly  performs  a  spell  within  the  privacy  of  her   mind   just  in  case  the  other  tries  to  peek  at  them     -----    makes  sure  they’ll  see  them  as  regular  novels  they’d  find  at  their  local  bookstores   .     ❛      now  if  you’ll  excuse  me  i  do  have  somewhere  to  be   ....    ❜

[ycungwings-archived]

@painridden ♥’d  / ft. LUXUN && ??

            “SORRY, GIMME a second,” he holds up a hand, “i’m feeling just a bit light headed,” he explains, probably due to the fact that all he had for breakfast was a slice of toast but he wasn’t about to say anything about that.

[seraphicblaze]

     ❝ oh !! was this your hoodie? ❞ maerdir asked with his eyes getting a tad bigger than they usually were.  ❝ i didn’t know. ❞ he told the other, the lie rolling out of his lips quite easily. the elf knew the hoodie was the other’s.  ❝ but you will let me wear it because i look incredibly adorable in it, right? ❞ // @painridden

[withincatalyst]

starter  status     :     closed.     /     @painridden​.

featuring  muse     :     flore.

          it’s  a  busy  day     at work for flore,   &   he’s rather careful with the blooms of spring   &   flowering in his possession.     gentle palming of the blossoms as he,   with tender gazes glazed with morning dew,   saturates leaves   &   petals with water by spray bottle.     though,   by the   provocation   of a predator   &   the   insight   of a harmed pounce,   he turns the bottle to his side   &   cuts his eyes to that direction.     vivid hues turn to the other,   &   his lips purse impossibly in their line of sight.          ❛     don’t   bruise the flowers.     they only bloom once     ;     they have short enough of a life as it is.     ❜

[qvstionarchives]

‘ don’t you remember me ?? ’ - for jasper !!

dark eyes settled on the other, a tired expression giving away how much of a headache he had right now.   ‘ am i supposed to ?? ’   jasper’s voice was hoarse when he spoke.   ‘ get away from me you fucking weirdo. ’

[mxrtifero]

❛ Hello, I’m a thief, and I’m here to steal your heart. ❜ - from byul to mercury !

- ̗̀ ❛  pick up line meme !  ❜ ̖́-

               Mercury’s  line  of  profession  wasn’t  something  he  felt  like  he  ought  to  do  to  be  able  to  survive  in  the  h a r s h  materialistic  world,  it  was  something  he  adored  doing.  sure  there  were  parts  of  it  that  weren’t  exactly  a  party  but  he  didn’t  expect  working  to  be  all  that  fun  anyways.  eunbyeol  had  requested  his  company  previously  on  a  phone  call    ;    it  was  terribly  hard  to  reject  her  especially  when  she  was  using  an  adorable  whiny  voice  that  brought  a  fatherly  smile  onto  his  countenance  so  he  ended  up  asking  her  to  come  over  to  his  store.  he  was  occupied  with  dusting  off  the  antiques  on  the  top  shelf  when  Eunbyeol  made  her  entrance,  it  wasn’t  until  she  spoke  that  he  noticed  someone’s  presence  in  the  store.  he  turned  around,  presenting  a  smile  that  only  g r e w  in to a  laugh  when  she  spoke.  A  hand  ascended  to  cover  his  eyes  as  he  laughed    ——    he  didn’t  see  it  coming.    ❛    should  i  call  the  cops  ?  ❜  he  jested,  hand  dropping  as  he  looked  down  at  her  due  to  the  height  difference.

[cataclvsmal]

☀︎ `  @painridden  ♡  for  a  starter  (  ft.  SEOJUN  &  ANYONE.  )

                    ❝  there’s this people call spare time, but i have no fucking idea what that is.  ❞  SEOJUN furrows his eyebrows together while a frown curls on his lips.  ❝  i took one breath, and i feel like i just wasted an hour.  ❞

[timetbl]

“ you’re only supposed to miss things after you say goodbye to them, right? ”

random oneliner starter for @painridden

[bdrmhymns-a]

[ text; ] i need help. / jun to milo !

INCOMING MESSAGE // ACCEPTING!

MILO: Junnie what’s wrong? MILO: Where are you I’ll come as fast as I can.