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As It Was [Chapter 9][Hangman x Reader]

Summary: When Jake Seresin calls to tell you he’s accepted a permanent position at Top Gun, you’re elated to finally be living in the same city as your best friend. But everything changes when Jake tells you his news — he has a new girlfriend, and he’s serious about her. And while you want to like her, for Jake’s sake, something about her feels wrong. Jake's arrival in San Diego also puts you in the direct path of Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw, who has set his sights on you despite being Jake’s sworn enemy. Every move Rooster makes, Jake intercepts. What game are these two playing, and why is Jake more concerned about you moving on with Rooster than he is about his own relationship?

Warnings: Cursing, alcohol, no use of y/n, war, smut, angst, mention of death

Pairing: Jake “Hangman” Seresin x Reader

WC: 7.4K

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You tried to heed Bradley’s requests. You found a lawyer and the paperwork for the bungalow. Managed to find a young woman with two small children who cried when you said the previous owner would sell it at any price she needed it to be.

You tried to stay busy. Going back to the University and labs and classes. Finishing your research paper for the department head. Organizing the memorial with the team. Avoiding Jake.

That had been one of the hardest parts. You didn’t know how to be around him, after Bradley’s letter.

The day after they returned, you had called Phoenix and asked her to come over. She sat on the couch next to you and read the letter, twice, before looking up and setting it down on the coffee table, tears staining her lovely face.

“What do you think?” you asked her softly after a moment passed.

“I think he really loved you.”

“I know he did,” you whispered, gripping the pillow you had in your lap closer to your body. “But I meant what do you think about what he said? About Jake.”

She looked up and shook her head. “I don’t know.”

“Do you think I should be with him?”

“Nobody but you can answer that.”

You leaned your head back against the couch. “Either way, it’s too soon.”

“Have you talked to Jake?”

“No. He called but I ignored it.”

“I’m shocked I’m even saying this, but you should call him back,” she said. “Listen, this mission. It was hard on all of us. Not just losing Bradley. Everything about it. I know you’re in pain and you’re hurt. But he needs you, too.”

You leaned over and took her hand in yours. “How are you?”

She shook her head, shiny brown hair swishing. “I’m alright. Not great. I’m going out to dinner with Bob and Fanboy later. We might end up at the Hard Deck if you want to join?”

You bowed your head. “I don’t know if I can go back there and not see Bradley everywhere I look.”

“I know. But it gets easier. One day at a time.”

“That’s what everyone says. But I’m not sure.”

“What are you going to do?” she asked.

“About what?”

“Are you going to show Seresin the letter?”

You shook your head. “No. Absolutely not.”

“Why not?”

You sighed. “I’m not ready. No matter what Bradley thinks. Thought.” You corrected yourself. “I lied to you before, about saying Jake never felt anything for me. I heard him once, our senior year, when I was pretending to be asleep. He was talking to some friends and said he tried to make a move on me and I stopped him. But that was a decade ago. Before Diana. Before Bradley. So much has happened, I’m sure he doesn’t feel the same way.

“And besides,” you added. “What if he reads it and says he loves me only because the letter told him to? Like he thinks he owes it to me or to Bradley?”

Phoenix widened her eyes. “I think the only question is, do you love him?”

***

Three days passed after your conversation with Phoenix. You continued to ignore Jake’s calls and texts.

Close to midnight, just as you were about to turn off the TV and go to bed, you heard a loud knocking on the door.

You pulled your robe ties tighter and opened the door hesitantly. Jake stood with his fist raised, poised to knock again.

“Jesus, Abby,” he said, walking in and closing the door quickly without waiting for you to invite him in. “What is going on? I’ve been trying to call you for days, and nothing. I thought something was wrong until Phoenix told me she spoke to you on the phone yesterday.”

You crossed your arms and shrugged. “Just not feeling up to talking.”

“Sweetheart,” he said, reaching out a hand to grab your arm and you instinctively moved out of reach. The pain flashed across Jake’s face and you watched in slow motion as his hand fell back to his side, his smile turned into a questioning frown, his eyebrows knitted together across his smooth forehead, gem green eyes fogged over. “Abby, what’s going on?”

You shook your head and simply walked into your bedroom, Jake following on your heels. He flicked on the lamp in the corner and took a seat in the chair next to the built-in bookcase, and you slid off your robe, revealing a pair of thin panties and a camisole, sliding under the covers and sitting propped up against the headboard. “It’s late, Jake,” you sighed. “What are you doing here?”

“I already told you. I was fucking worried about you. Bubs, are you mad at me?”

“No.” It was unconvincing.

He leaned forward, pressing his elbows to his thighs and resting his head in his hands, taking in a deep breath before looking up at you, running his fingers through his hair in exasperation. “Darlin’, what is it? What did I do? Whatever it is, I’m sorry.”

You shook your head and willed the tears that had started to form behind your eyes to get reabsorbed, but instead you felt them start to leak from the corner. “It’s nothing, OK. Can you just go? I’m tired.”

“You know I can’t leave right now,” he whispered and the tenderness in his voice almost broke you. “Not when you’re upset.”

“Fucking GO Jake!” you yelled and the sheer volume and frustration sent him flying backwards in his seat in shock. You could count on one hand the number of times you had ever yelled at Jake. You hated to do it, but he might not stop nagging you unless you tried.

“Abby,” he said quietly, standing up and slowly making his way to the edge of the bed, sitting on the opposite side. Bradley’s side. You had left it empty for him since the day you came back from the tarmac alone. “Honey, let me in. I know you’re sad and I know you’re hurting, but pushing me away isn’t going to help. Unless you’re mad at me for something specific. If that’s the case, tell me. Please.”

You shook your head, the tears continuing to leak down your face.

Jake took a deep breath. “Are you mad because I came home and he didn’t?”

You turned to him, eyes wide in shock. You couldn't believe he thought that. Jake swallowed before continuing.

“Because if you were, I wouldn’t blame you. You lost him. It should have been me out there. It should have been me who never came back.”

“I’m upset that I’m not mad,” you said and Jake turned, his eyes growing into saucers. “The fact that I’m happy that you came home makes me so fucking sick and guilty.”

“Abby,” he whispered.

“I feel so fucking bad about how happy I am that you’re alive. That I get to see you and touch you every day. And how sometimes that happiness almost, for a second, makes me forget that he isn’t here. That he’ll never be here again. That I’ll never hear his voice or feel his touch or see his smile or listen to him play the piano.”

“He wouldn’t want you to feel guilty, baby,” Jake whispered, reaching out a hand and pressing it tightly against yours. You felt a sob rise in your throat. “He wanted you to be happy.”

“I’m not happy,” you said quietly, sliding down against the pillows, still gripping Jake’s hand tightly. “I feel empty.” You curled onto one side. “I’m sorry I’ve been avoiding you. It just feels wrong. To see you and be so happy about it.”

“But you’ll see Phoenix and Bob?” he asked quietly. There was a sense of jealousy running through his words.

“I’m sorry,” you whispered. Your voice came out so small.

Jake let go of your hand, sliding off the bed.

“Wait!” you called out, now desperate for him not to leave, only to see him unzipping his hoodie, and sliding off his sweatpants to reveal a pair of green boxers. “God, you’re the worst.”

He chuckled and grabbed the edge of the duvet, pulling it down and climbing in next to you, immediately gathering you in his arms. You remembered the last time he had held you like that. The night before the mission. And it hurt, all over again. Remembering that he had come back.

And Bradley hadn’t.

Jake let you weep against him, simply stroking your hair and running his fingers down your back gently. He wiped the tears away from your cheeks and flipped the pillow around to the dry side once you had exhausted yourself. Wrapped his arms around you from behind, let his hand linger over your stomach, pressed against you tightly.

“I know you miss him,” he whispered in your ear. “But I’m here. When you’re ready.”

Something inside of you snapped. Maybe it was the exhaustion or the late hour or the week’s worth of tears that you had spilled. Maybe it was the fact that you had gone so long without another person’s touch. Maybe it was that you had forgotten how to be alone.

You grabbed his hand and slowly dragged it down between your legs until you felt Jake’s thick fingers brush against your thin cotton panties. You pressed his hand against you, felt his fingers instinctively curl in and upward and you leaned your head back against his chest, let out a soft moan. Jake shifted in closer, and you felt his fingers start to rub against your clothed core and you pushed back against him.

“Jake,” you moaned and it was as if his name on your lips rang the alarm bells in his mind. Suddenly, Jake pulled away, rolling over and yanking his hand off of you.

“Shit, I’m sorry. I can’t do this,” he said, peeling back the covers and sitting on the edge of the bed. “I should go.”

He stood up, pulling his sweats back on, and you gathered the sheets around you.

“Jake?” you pleaded, but he was already zipping his sweatshirt up. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that.”

He turned around, sliding his foot into his sneaker, with pleading, sad eyes. You expected him to come back to the bed, cup your face with his hands, tell you it wasn’t your fault. You expected him to coddle you. Everyone had been coddling you for weeks. Jake had coddled you your entire life.

Instead, he remained silent. Just slipped out of the bedroom and rushed down the hall, and you heard the front door slam behind him. You heard his truck rumbling as he backed down the driveway in a rush.

“Fuck!” you shouted, throwing yourself back against the bed, letting the fountain of tears open once again.

Somehow you had lost them both on that mission. You just didn’t know it until that moment.

***

Two weeks passed. You and Jake never mentioned what had happened, and you hadn’t seen him since that night. You had texted and spoken on the phone a few times, but that was it.

And while you really didn’t feel like it, there was a Naval benefit ball that Natasha was insisting you go to along with the rest of the team.

“Jake is going to be there,” you complained, standing in the middle of your room completely naked with Natasha on speakerphone while you stared at seven different floor length dresses spread out across the bed.

“Since when are you afraid of Seresin?” she asked.

You sighed and ran your fingers through your wet hair. “I’m not afraid of him. I’ve just been avoiding him since that night. What the fuck was going through my mind? It’s like I literally lost my shit.”

“You were depressed. And fucking exhausted. I’m sure he understands.”

“It was embarrassing. He could not have gotten out of there fast enough. He obviously doesn’t feel anything for me anymore.”

“Do you feel something for him?”

You paused. “And what about Diana? How awful am I that did that knowing full well he has a girlfriend? It just slipped my mind. If I were her, I’d be pissed.”

“Diana? Abby don’t you know …”

Your phone started ringing and you cut her off. “Nat? I gotta go, someone’s calling. I’ll text you when I get there!” You pressed the screen. “Hello?”

“Hey Bubs.” Jake’s voice rang through the phone, sending goosebumps down your bare arms and legs.

“Jake. Hi.” You hated how awkward you sounded.

“I just wanted to see if you were coming tonight. To the party.”

“Uh, yeah, Natasha invited me. Is that OK?”

He laughed softly. “Baby, yes, that’s OK. I wanted to see if I could come pick you up, but it sounds like you already have a plan.”

On one hand, a ride sounded nice. But on the other hand, you were nervous to be alone with Jake. “Yeah, I think I’m set. But I’ll see you there?”

He let out a small breath. “OK, sweetheart. Hey, are we alright?”

“Yeah, why wouldn’t we be?”

“Nevermind. I’ll see you tonight.”

“See you tonight, Jake.”

You started to hang up when you heard, “Save me a dance, OK?”

You smiled. “I promise.”

The line clicked and you tossed the phone onto the bed into the heap of dresses.

You were late. The dress decision had taken too long and by the time you looked at the clock you were already behind.

Thanking the Uber driver, you got out as quickly as you could in the tight dark blue dress, yanking up the strapless neckline as you rushed inside. It was a venue downtown that you had never been to before. A doorman opened the door for you with a smile, ushering you in and you smiled after him. Inside, there was a large foyer with marble pillars that overlooked the level below where you peered down to see the dance floor and band, along with tables set for dinner. You checked your phone. Natasha said she was already there and to meet her at table seven.

“Ma’am?” you turned around to see a man in a Naval uniform. “The staircase is over there.” He pointed across the way and you saw a large grand marble staircase leading down to the lower level.

“Thanks so much,” you said, nodding and heading that way.

As you rounded the corner of the staircase, you took a deep breath. God, you wished Bradley were there. He would make a joke about tripping down the stairs. But then he would grab your hand tightly and make sure you never for a second thought you would fall.

You gripped the railing and turned onto the staircase, taking it one step at a time. It wasn’t until you were halfway down that you bothered to look up.

Jake stood in a black tux at the very bottom of the staircase, his hands clasped together in front of him. Behind, you could see the dance floor already swirling with bodies. Everyone was drinking and laughing, but Jake stood at the foot of the stairs with his eyes glued on yours.

And for a moment, you remembered what you had told him all those years ago on the phone. How you had always dreamt of a perfect movie moment on a staircase, beautiful guy watching you descend the stairs like no one else in the room existed.

So when you descended the rest of the stairs and he made his way to the bottom, holding out one hand, you took it. Something inside of you clicked.

“You look gorgeous,” he said softly, eyes roaming over you before landing back on your face.

“You look pretty good yourself,” you said back, smiling.

Jake didn’t let go of your hand. ��I’m really glad you came.”

You nodded. “Where’s Diana?” Looking around, you couldn’t spot her. You saw Natsha sitting with Bob and the rest of the team at the table. She gave you a smile and a raised eyebrow.

Jake shook his head. “She moved out.”

“What?” you were shocked. “When?”

“Before the mission.”

“What?” you repeated. “Why?”

Jake’s green eyes focused on yours. “She said it was her or you. And it’s always been you, Abby. Even if you were with him. It was always going to be you and she knew it. I’d rather have you in my life as my friend than not at all.”

“Jake,” you whispered softly, reaching out your free hand to cup his cheek.

“I love you,” he said and you felt your heart start to thump hard in your chest. “God, Abby, I’ve loved you for so long I can’t even remember a time when I didn’t love you. And I’m sorry I waited so long to tell you. But then you were with Bradshaw. And I know you loved him. I couldn’t ruin that for you.

“I know it’s probably too soon and you don’t love me back. But I had to tell you anyway. I need you to know that I love you more than anything in this world. I will wait for you, because I know you’re still mourning him. I don’t care if I have to wait five years. Or fifty years. I don’t care if you never love me the way I love you. It’s still going to be you. Nobody else compares.”

“Jake.”

He gave you a sad, pained smile. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have laid this all on you right now.” And before you could say anything else he was gone. You watched as he walked swiftly out of the room, up the stairs and around the corner toward the back door. Back at the table, Natasha gave you a questioning look. You knew she had seen everything.

“Go,” she mouthed, looking up at the stairs. You hiked up your dress and rushed up the stairs as fast as you could, following the path you saw Jake take around the edge of the hallway, through the back doors.

The rush of cold night air hit you as you entered the back gardens of the building. Past the manicured hedges, you saw Jake standing near a fountain, head bowed in frustration. You watched as he kicked the gravel in anger.

He didn’t even hear as you approached him silently from behind, but he twitched when you placed your small hands on his back.

“Honey,” you said softly and he turned. His eyes were ringed with red and he looked away, wiping at them quickly.

“It’s cold,” he said, shrugging off his jacket immediately and placing it around your shoulders. “You should go inside, Abs. Dinner will be starting soon.” He couldn’t even make eye contact with you.

You shook your head. “I’m not leaving you here alone.”

“Abby, I never want to be alone when I could be with you,” Jake said quietly. “I hope you know that.”

You stepped closer, pressed your hands to his sides and looked up at him. “I know.” “What are you doing?” he breathed out softly. You ran your fingers down his sides and across his back.

“Why did you stop me?” you whispered. “The other night, in my room. Why did you pull away?”

“Because I needed to know that you wanted me for me,” he said. “And not because you were lonely or missing him.”

“I’m scared,” you murmured, Jake’s eyes following yours.

“It’s OK to be scared.”

“I wanted you,” you whispered and you watched his eyes grow wider. “I was ashamed because it’s so soon after Bradley. But I wanted you, Jake. Just like I want you now.”

He didn’t wait. Just reached down and pressed his hands to your face, catching his lips on yours. Jake’s hands skimmed down your cheeks down your neck and shoulders to your back, bending you over as he kissed you deeply. And it felt like everything, the music from inside and the lights and the sounds of traffic in the distance, all melted away. It was just you and Jake. For the first time.

And after so long, it felt like everything was falling into place. The way you feel when you put the final piece of the puzzle into its correct position. That last step before summiting the mountain. The breathy anticipation.

It felt like coming home.

When you pulled back, he grinned at you. That pearly white, Jake Seresin smile that you were so familiar with.

“I love you, too,” you whispered and you watched the relief flood his face. “I think a part of me has always been in love with you. I was just scared to ruin everything and go for it.”

He squeezed your ass under the dress and you laughed. “You know that you can’t take it back, right?” he whispered. “You said you loved me so you’re mine now. Forever. I am never letting you go.”

“Baby,” you whispered, reaching up and combing your fingers through his hair. “I think I’ve always been yours.”

***

Jake was antsy to leave. Jake’s hand was warm on your dress under the slit, fingers constantly roaming north of where they belonged and you would slap your hand on his and watch his smirk as he took a sip of water. He was stone cold sober and so were you. You wanted to remember everything.

Phoenix noticed immediately, and within the hour the rest of the team caught on as well. You had been worried they would be offended. That it was too soon after Bradley’s death to move on. But that didn’t seem to be the case.

In the bathroom, you leaned over the sink to reapply lipstick when Phoenix practically tackled you. “What happened?” she asked, breathless.

You smiled and turned away from the mirror. “He said he loves me.”

“And?”

“I said I loved him, too.” She squealed so loudly another girl looked over with a horrified grimace and you laughed. She threw her arms around you and squeezed tightly.

“Thank GOD,” Phoenix said, pulling back. “It’s about time.”

“You’re not mad?” you asked quietly. “Or upset?”

“Why would I be upset?”

“Bradley was your best friend,” you said softly. “It’s only been a month.”

“Abby, he wanted you to be happy. He wanted you with Seresin. That’s enough in my book. You deserve to be happy. Both of you do.”

“What about the rest of the team?”

She grinned. “They’ll be thrilled. Mostly because half of them have a betting pool on how long it would take you two idiots to finally realize you love each other and just get on with it.”

“Oh my God,” you muttered, shaking your head and snapping your clutch together. “I hate you guys.”

She linked her arm in yours and pulled you back out into the main room. “Well, you’re stuck with us.”

Jake’s hand moved from your leg to your back on the chair. “One dance,” he said seductively in your ear. “And then I want to take you home with me.”

You batted your eyelashes at him. “Oh yeah?”

He quirked an eyebrow. “Mmhm.”

You gave him your hand and he pulled you to standing, walking you out onto the dance floor and pulling you into his arms. “Is this weird to you?”

Jake’s hand gripped tightly on the small of your back. “Not at all. Is it weird to you?”

You shrugged. “Yes and no. I’m used to touching you. You’ve always been touchy feely.” He grinned. “But I think it’ll take a moment to sink in.”

“Take all the time you want, darlin’,” he said softly, spinning you out and pulling you back in seamlessly. “I’ll be here.”

You slid your hand out of his and pressed it to his neck, thumb brushing lightly over his chiseled jaw. “Kiss me again and maybe I’ll get used to it faster.”

Jake leaned down. “Don’t have to tell me twice.”

He pressed his lips against your tightly, both hands coming around and inching lower on your back as your fingers threaded up over the nap of his neck into his hair. Somewhere in the distance you heard a wolf whistle and laughter, and when you broke apart you wiped lipstick from Jake’s lips. “Let’s get out of here.”

He grabbed your hand and pulled you off the dance floor in a rush. You stopped at the table to grab your clutch, shooting Phoenix a grin, and watched as Coyote and Payback sighed, pulling out their wallets and dropping cash on the table. Bob and Fanboy grabbed their winnings and you laughed.

“Bye boys,” you said, waving a hand and they chorused a round of goodbyes.

Jake’s hands were all over you while you watched for the valet and you had to laugh and shove him off to even get in the car. He looked over at you from the driver’s seat. “I can’t tell you how long I’ve been waiting for this.”

You buckled your seatbelt. “To sleep with me? I’m guessing since the first night we met. I think that cow costume just really got you going.”

He smiled and shook his head, pulling the car into drive. “Not just sleep with you. Be with you.”

“We’re together all the time,” you said, relaxing back into the seat.

“It’s different,” he said softly.

Back at Jake’s house, you were shocked to see how different it was without Diana’s things. The weird couch and chair combo was gone, instead replaced by a large sectional. The black and white photos on the wall in the entryway were gone. It felt more masculine and simple. You preferred it.

You headed for the bedroom immediately and saw Jake disappear into the kitchen. “Jake?” you called out.

“Make yourself comfortable,” he said. “I’ll be right there.”

You hadn’t seen his room before, so you didn’t know what had changed. There was a massive king bed in the center against the far wall, tasteful ivory duvet tucked neatly. You knew Jake was a stickler about making his bed first thing in the morning. There was a green velvet chair in the corner next to a small stack of books and a side table with a banker’s lamp on it, and you noticed a large soaking tub in the en suite bathroom.

Jake opened the door holding two glasses and a bottle of champagne, setting them down on the bay windowsill.

“Nervous?” he asked and you shook your head, throwing yourself into his arms. He grabbed you, lifting you up, his hands planted firmly on your ass.

You kissed him. “How can I be nervous after fifteen years?”

He walked you over to the bed, setting you down gently. “I’m a little nervous.”

You laughed. “You? Jake Seresin? The prettiest boy in the Navy? I don’t even want to know your body count. How can you be nervous?”

“Baby,” he said softly, “nobody has ever made me feel the way you do. I’ve never wanted something more in my entire life. Do you have any idea what it’s like to be face-to-face with your dream that’s become reality?” He was kneeling at the edge of the bed and you sat up, running your fingers through his hair.

“I’m yours,” you said quietly. “And I’m not going anywhere.”

You stood up, pulling Jake to standing, and turned around.

“Unzip please.” Jake’s warm hands came out and slowly undid the top hook, pulling the zipper down your back until he hit your underwear line. You turned around and slid the dress down until you were standing in front of him in just your panties. The dress had been too tight on the top for a bra.

“Fuck,” he whispered as you kicked the dress to the side and stepped forward, reaching for his shirt. “God, you’re beautiful.”

You fiddled with his bowtie, successfully pulling it apart, and started to slowly unbutton his white shirt. Finally it popped open and you smoothed your fingers over his bare chest. No matter how many times you had seen Jake shirtless before, even touched him casually, this felt different. You pressed your bare chest against him and heard him moan.

“You’re perfect,” he whispered, warm hands coming down to press against your bare back, one hand skimming your thin lace panties as he groaned into the side of your neck.

Your fingers slid down his six pack toward his belt buckle and you felt Jake take a sharp breath in as you deftly undid it, sliding the zipper down and feeling him hard beneath your fingers. “Shit,” you whispered as you tugged his pants off, seeing him hard inside of his briefs for the first time. He was massive. You had an idea of his size before, but this was different. This time, he was hard for you. And you wanted it. Your hand reached out and cupped him over the underwear and you heard Jake gasp.

“Fuck!” he muttered, hands moving around to your chest, easily finding your nipples and you moaned against him. “God, baby.” His voice was shaky as you slowly slid your hand up and down across his hard cock inside his briefs and watched Jake’s eyes close in ecstasy. They flew open as you grabbed his waist and spun him, pushing him down onto the bed in a seated position and climbing on his lap, grinding yourself down on him. “Fuck, Abby, you feel so good and wet already.” Your hands gripped his shoulders as you rocked back and forth on him, his fingers digging hard into your hips, bucking up against you.

“God,” you moaned, dropping your head down against his shoulder and you felt Jake wrap his arms around you.

“Kiss me,” he said and you pulled your head up, pressing your lips to his. It was soft and delicate and you felt him moaning into your mouth as you switched to shifting your hips in circles on his lap. “Shit,” he groaned. “Baby, you’re going to make me cum if you keep doing that.”

You leaned back. “Already?”

He grinned. “You’re so fucking hot, what do you expect?”

You smiled and stopped and Jake ran his hands down your neck and down your arms.

“How are you real?” he whispered.

You inched forward, skimming your lips against his neck, feeling him swell against you. “Make love to me,” you whispered into his ear. “I want to feel you inside of me.”

Jake’s arms tightened around you, and in an instant he had you on your back, eagerly hovering above you, his warm lips kissing a trail down your neck to your breasts. His tongue swirled around each nipple as you arched your back, moaning unabashed, before he dipped lower, kissing a scattered trail across your stomach before stopping at the waist of your underwear. Jake laid down on his stomach between your legs, hooking his thumbs under the band of your underwear and yanking them down before pushing your legs apart.

You looked down at him staring between your legs. “Like what you see?”

He nodded, inching forward and licking a strip up to your clit and you let out a sharp cry that turned into a screaming moan as he locked his lips against you, tongue flicking naturally against your folds before landing perfectly on your clit.

“Fuck, Jake!”

That urged him on, his hands reaching around and grabbing your thighs, face buried so deep in your cunt his nose was pressed against the bottom of your clit as his tongue darted inside of you. You squirmed and grabbed a fistful of his blond hair, eyes rolling back into your head. Jake reached one finger toward your entrance, slowly pushing inside until you screamed before adding in another, bending it against your walls and hitting your g spot.

“God, baby, yes,” you moaned and he picked up the pace, fucking you with his fingers while licking you and you started to feel the familiar waves of pleasure. “Baby, I’m going to cum. Stop, stop!”

He froze, looking up at you. “What’s wrong?”

You shook your head and laughed. “Nothing. I just don’t want to cum yet.”

“Why not?”

“I want the first time I cum with you to be with you inside of me.”

That made him groan and sit up and you saw that his cock was harder in his briefs than it had been before.

“Take those off,” you said quietly and he pushed them down, his cock springing forward and you couldn’t help it. You gasped. Jake smirked and you hit his arm playfully. “Shut up.”

He chuckled and crawled up the bed, lying down next to you and you tossed one leg over him before reaching down and wrapping your hand around his cock. It was long and girthy and Jake tossed his head back as soon as you started to stroke him. You started to slide down the bed but Jake’s eyes shot out, and he put his hand on yours, stopping you. “Wait,” he said.

“What?” You had never in your entire life had a man stop you from giving a blowjob. And never had you expected Jake to be the person who would stop you. “You don’t want me to?”

“Honey,” he said, mirth in his eyes. “I want nothing more. But I don’t think I’ll last another second if you put your mouth on me. And I don’t want to disappoint you.”

“You could never disappoint me.” You smiled and laid back down, let Jake shift his weight back over you, his strong arms on either side of your head. Your legs opened for him naturally, and he looked down, grinning.

“Oh, you’re ready,” he said and you rolled your eyes which made him laugh. “God, I want you so fucking bad,” he whispered into your neck and you put your hand on his back, pulling him in closer. “Do you want me to wear a condom?” he asked.

You shook your head. “I have an IUD. Besides, I want to feel you inside of me.” You leaned into his ear. “Want to feel your hot cum filling me.”

“Fuck.” Jake looked like he was about to go rabid any second. “Do you have any idea what you’re doing to me?”

You scratched at his back again, bringing his pelvis closer to yours and you gasped when you felt his cock brush against your entrance. “Jake, I can’t wait. I need you.”

“I got you, sweetheart,” he said, reaching down between you and running the tip of his cock against your wet folds. You leaned back and closed your eyes, lifting your hips to meet him. Finally, you felt him sink into you slowly. You let out a small cry, and Jake brushed his hand against your cheek. “I know, baby. I’ll go slow, I promise.”

He pressed into you achingly slow, and you looked down expecting to be full and saw he was only just past the tip. “God.” You threw your head back, your eyes rolling upwards.

Jake rolled his hips slightly, edging in further, and you winced. “Are you OK?” he asked, worried.

“Keep going,” you panted, fingers scratching at his back. “I need all of you inside of me.” That spurred him on, and he pressed in further until finally he was all the way in and you were left gasping for air, legs trembling around his waist.

Jake leaned down, remaining still, letting you adjust, and pressed his lips to yours. “I love you.”

You smiled up at him, wrapping your legs tight around his waist and rocking slightly which pulled a moan from his beautiful mouth. “I love you so much.” It came out so easily. The words you had thought might never make their way out. But looking at Jake and feeling him inside of you, you knew that it was right. And all the time you had waited had led to this moment. “Make love to me,” you whispered. “Please.”

Jake rolled his hips against yours, slowly, and you dug your fingers into his muscular biceps, your thighs squeezing around his hips. He kissed across your neck before picking up the pace, bucking into you quickly until you were almost out of breath, gasps and moans interspersed with curse words falling out of your mouth in rapid succession.

“Fuck, Jake, yes, baby, right there,” you moaned and he reached down, pressing his thumb against your clit and sending your eyes rolling into the back of your head.

“God, you feel perfect around me,” he grunted, working his finger faster over your bud. “Want to feel you cum around my cock with your perfect pussy. Feels like you were made for me.”

“It’s all yours,” you gasped, pressing your lips against his. “I’m going to cum baby,” you whispered.

He nodded. “Cum for me, sweetheart. Please, baby, you’re doing so good. Let it all go.” With a quick flick of his thumb you started to fall apart around him, the orgasm taking you so high you grabbed Jake’s neck with your arms, tears streaming down your face as he rocked into you, fucking you through your orgasm.

Jake held you tightly against his chest, slamming into you so deep you felt him touch your cervix, and you felt him increase his speed, moaning into your shoulder as he spilled inside of you.

When he stopped rocking, you pulled back and collapsed onto the bed. Jake rolled over and laid down next to you. You were both covered in a thin sheen of sweat. He propped himself up on one arm, running a finger down your cheek. “You’re the most beautiful woman, Abby. And I love you so damn much.”

You leaned over and kissed him. “Worth the wait?”

He grinned. “Without a doubt. Although I wish we could have been doing that for the last fifteen years.”

“I’ve never cried during an orgasm before,” you said.

Jake wiped at the corner of your eye. “What can I say, I’m that good.”

You pushed his shoulder and he laughed, falling back against the stack of pillows.

Jake drew you a bubble bath and sat on a stool while you drank champagne in the tub. He dried you off and wrapped you in a fluffy bathrobe and you watched Seinfeld reruns until your head lolled against the back of the couch. You didn’t even protest when he carried you to bed, stripping down naked and sliding in, cradling you close.

And you definitely didn’t protest when you woke up in the middle of the night to find him smiling at you before grinning and pulling the sheet above his head, settling between your legs.

When you woke up again it was early, the sun barely peeking out. Jake’s side of the bed was already empty. You shrugged on a t-shirt from his dresser and found him in the kitchen, brewing a pot of coffee.

“Get dressed,” he said when he spotted you, walking over and sweeping you up in a kiss. “I have a surprise, but we have to get going.”

“I have no clothes, just an evening gown and a pair of ripped panties.”

“Look on the chair in the room.”

You found a pair of old leggings, a sports bra, one of Jake’s button down shirts next to a pair of tennis shoes. A full gym outfit you must have left at his place that he washed and kept, just in case. He slipped his hand into yours, pulling you into the Jeep.

“Where are we going?”

“Don’t you know what the word surprise means?” he asked.

But the minute you hit the freeway, you knew where you were headed. When Jake pulled up to the Top Gun gates, you looked over in confusion. “Do you have to work?”

He shook his head. “Thankfully not.”

He drove out past the visitor’s parking lot where you always parked, back to the landing strips behind the building. Jake jumped out and pulled open your door, grabbing your hand and guiding you out to the edge of the runway. It was quiet. Nobody else in sight. The sun had just started to rise over the water. Jake turned to you.

“The day we left on that mission, I stood right here with Bradshaw.” Even the mention of Bradley made small tears well behind your eyes. “He handed me that letter, and he told me what was inside. And I knew that I had gotten him all wrong this whole time. He was a good man. He might have even been a better man than I am. Because only a better man would give up the woman he loves the most in this world to someone who had, up until that point, only treated him with unkindness. He asked me to take care of you. Said he knew he didn’t have to ask. That I would do it whether or not he wanted me to.” You laughed at that, wiping away the tear that had started to fall from your eye. “Baby, he was right. I almost didn’t get on that ship. I thought about turning around. Grabbing you and running. Turn my back on the Navy. On my friends that had become my family. All I wanted in the entire world was to be your home.”

You reached out, grabbed his hand and squeezed.

“But I didn’t. Because I knew if I did, I wouldn’t be the man I needed to be, for you. I love you, Abby. You’re the reason I came back. You’re the reason I left. You’re the reason I get up in the morning. I can’t believe it took me so long to tell you all of this. But I don’t want to spend another single day without you.”

“You don’t have to,” you whispered. “I’m all yours.”

Jake dropped down onto a knee and you gasped, hands flying to your mouth as he dug in his pocket, pulling out a ruby red velvet box. “Abby Minces. I’ve loved you since we were eighteen years old. I’ve loved you every second of every day. You’re the one constant that I cling to, and you’re the only person I can imagine living my life with. Will you marry me?”

You nodded, at a complete loss for words.

“I’m going to need to hear you say it, darlin’,” he murmured with a smile.

“Yes! I love you! Yes,” you said, throwing your arms around his neck and Jake picked you up, swung you in a circle, before putting you down on the ground and opening the box.

You gasped again. It was at least four carats, a giant brilliant round diamond nestled in a plain yellow gold band.

“Oh, my God,” you murmured.

“It’s my mother’s,” he said and you looked up in shock. “She took it off the Thanksgiving you spent with our family and forced me to take it. Said I had to ask you to marry me. I’m just sorry it took six years, baby. I've been waiting for you my entire life.”

Jake grabbed your hand and slid the ring on. It was slightly too big, but you didn’t care. You would get it resized. “Jake,” you whispered softly.

“Yes, baby?” he asked, cupping both of your cheeks with his hands.

“I’m just thinking how lucky I am,” you said. “That you picked me, of all people.”

He smiled and you could picture him like it was yesterday. Blue blazer, khakis, leaning against the white railing at the Sig Ep house that warm September night when you first met.

He had changed. So had you. Fifteen years worth of birthdays and long distance calls and Christmases and fights and makeups and laughs and shared meals and car rides with the top down and soft glances and knowing smiles.

You couldn’t wait for the next fifteen years. The next fifty years. The rest of your lives.

And you wouldn't have to.

THE END

A/N: Thank you everyone for following along with this series! I loved writing Bradley so much in this that I might do a Bradley x Reader fic next! Comment if there's any specific tropes you would be interested in seeing.

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wrenzfic · 6 months

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I suppose since this blog is called "wrenzfic" I ought to actually post some fic.

A little post-s2 reunion idea with smooches:

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They stood for a moment just staring at each other. Aziraphale shifted, uncomfortably aware of his Heavenly pale grey morning coat, stiff and unfamiliar compared to Crowley’s black-clad, loose-limbed self. He looked as beautiful as always. Sinuous and just faintly ridiculous. A fond smile twitched at Aziraphale’s lips briefly before he shoved it down as a bad idea. No matter how familiar they had once been, Crowley was now looking at him with a grim expression that Aziraphale wasn’t sure he had ever seen on his friend’s face.

The angel cleared his throat and nervously fingered his cuffs. “Um. Yes. Hello.”

Crowley stalked towards him, his face still in that ominous expression.

“I -” Aziraphale wasn’t sure how to start. He had assumed Muriel would keep Crowley up to date with the goings on in Heaven. Had hoped that by the time they saw each other again he would understand at least a little of why he had had to leave.

Crowley paused barely a step away. Aziraphale held his breath to be so close to him again, not daring to move, his lips tingling with remembered sensation from the last time they had been this close.

Suddenly he was enveloped in Crowley’s arms, wiry and strong around his shoulders, his own coming up to Crowley’s back without a thought, squeezing him closer.

“Never. Do that. Again.” Crowley said firmly from where his face pressed against Aziraphale’s neck.

“I rather think Heaven will not be looking to invite me back any time soon,” Aziraphale said lightly.

Crowley only gave him a squeeze. “Don’t leave me.”

Aziraphale clutched helplessly at Crowley’s jacket. “Oh, dearest. I never wanted to leave you. I never want to be apart from you. You understand don’t you? I was trying to keep you safe. Keep us all safe.”

“I know.” Slowly Crowley released his hold, just enough that they could face each other. Aziraphale politely ignored the wetness just visible at the edge of his sunglasses, while Crowley gently swiped a thumb across Aziraphale’s cheek, catching the droplet there. “Our side has never been the two of us has it?”

Aziraphale sniffed and shook his head.

“Humanity,” Crowley said with feeling. “The universe. This Creation we have.” He looked at the sky with a deep breath. “It’s part of our side too.”

“I couldn’t just leave.” Aziraphale pleaded, hoping Crowley would understand. “I couldn’t. I’m s-”

“If you say ‘sorry’, angel I’ll never forgive you,” Crowley said, meeting his eyes, with a gentle smile. “Because then I’ll have to apologise too and I’m not doing that dance ever again.”

A giggle burbled up from Aziraphale’s throat sounding more like a hiccup or a sob. He settled his head on Crowley’s chest, letting Crowley rest his chin on his head.

“You’ve made a good start,” Crowley said quietly, “but we’ve got a ways to go if we’re going to save our side from the other two.”

“I know,” Aziraphale said, glad Crowley could not see his face as he felt a blush creeping up his cheeks. “There is one other thing first. If you’re amenable.”

“Anything, angel.”

“Well…last time…before…well…you kissed me.” He felt Crowley stiffen and gave him a squeeze, desperately hoping he was not about to tear them apart again. “I was wondering whether you might want to…do it again. Though a little gentler might be in order this time.”

There was a pause long enough that eventually Aziraphale had to see his face, had to see if he could tell the thoughts percolating behind those glasses.

“You want me to kiss you?” Crowley said hesitantly.

His cheeks were definitely red now. “Or I suppose I could kiss you,” Aziraphale offered. “It’s just…I have been thinking about it rather a lot. Have hardly been able to stop thinking about it in fact. Thinking about you…”

Crowley’s hand drifted to his jaw and he leaned into it. “You’re sure?”

“Oh Crowley of course I’m sure you dolt!”

Aziraphale lurched forward, closing the already narrow gap between them. At first the kiss was almost as brutal as the first, until slowly they both relaxed, Crowley cupping his face gently, Aziraphale’s hands slipping to Crowley’s hips and pulling him as close as possible. As their lips moved against each other Aziraphale felt the blood from his cheeks sink decidedly lower, a tiny but growing knot of need settling in his belly. His breath came faster and when he shifted his hands to Crowley’s waist, under his shirt the noise the demon made had him holding down a growl.

It was a long minute before they broke apart and then only hesitantly, coming back for small pecks at each others’ lips as they gradually disentangled themselves. Crowley’s kiss stained lips had him mesmerised as he pulled away, the colour incredibly fetching, enticing him to bold thoughts he had never had before…

“Angel…” Crowley said, somewhat dazed, and said angel had a certain amount of sympathy, feeling somewhat dazed himself.

Aziraphale cleared his throat, taking a step back and completely unable to keep his hungry eyes from the other being. “Yes. That…that is something we are going to have to come back to.” He looked Crowley up and down and felt the excitement ripple through him. “When the world isn’t ending.”

“When the world isn’t ending,” Crowley agreed, his own gaze seemingly captivated. “That’s a promise angel.”

“Oh yes,” Aziraphale said. “I should think so.”

#good omens #ineffable husbands #ineffable spouses #aziracrow #aziraphale #crowley #post season 2

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kivaember · 1 month

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me writing some young jupiter... i enjoy it bc walt and mich are just dumb 20 year olds fighting over such dumb things before The Horrors start... (well the horrors have already started for walter but this is like a beach episode for him).

hrngh i wanna do some mindless low energy drabbles with these two...

Speak of the devil.

Walter grunted as he peeled himself off his bed and zombie shuffled to his bedroom door. He only opened it by a crack, glowering at the intruder with a distinctly unimpressed look.

As always, Michigan’s chest was too fucking big. It was the first damn thing he saw.

“Kohler! Good, you’re still awake!” Michigan said, as always a master of the obvious.

“I’m sleepwalking, actually,” Walter deadpanned.

Michigan guffawed, planting his hands on his hips like he thought he was some big shot superhero on a Saturday morning cartoon. “Always quick on the draw with those jokes of yours! Anyway, I’m glad I caught you-”

“You knocked on my bedroom door. I wouldn’t call that ‘catching’.”

Michigan ignored him. “I was thinking, since tomorrow’s our rest day, why don’t we get to know each other a bit better? We’ve been roommates for a week, and we’ve barely talked!”

you make that sound like a bad thing, Walter almost said, physically biting his tongue to restrain his instinctive anti-social tendencies. This was fortuitous for him, he tried to convince himself. Michigan was doing all the heavy lifting here, making the first move. Walter just had to keep the momentum going.

But he’d wanted to sleep tomorrow. He was exhausted. Just where did Michigan get all this energy? Maybe he was genetically engineered in a lab somewhere, designed to be as annoying and exhausting as possible, a true social menace to introverts like himself.

He wanted to refuse so badly, but…

The mission.

Walter heaved a quiet sigh. “...why?”

“Why what?”

“Why do you care if we’ve barely talked?” Walter grunted. “I’m working class scum. A sewer rat. Though, I think the upper class calls us… drones, right? Like we’re mindless ants in a nest?”

Michigan’s open friendliness faltered a little, his expression tightening into a grimace. “Well…”

“Isn’t it a bad look for you to be willingly mingling with a person like me?” Walter drawled.

“Like I give a damn!” Michigan snorted, crossing his arms over his chest. He scowled fiercely. “I told you on that shitty obstacle course: my old man’s washed his hands of me. My rep’s already in the gutter, and that’s just how I like it. In fact, if my old man hears I’m running around with a dro- working class recruit, he’d probably have a meltdown. It’s win/win, in my eyes.”

“Hm.”

“C’mon, Kohler.” Michigan’s mouth curved into a far too knowing smirk. “You’ll stand to gain too.”

“Really.” Walter mimicked him, crossing his arms over his chest and cocking his head to the side. “Alright, I’ll bite. What’ll be in it for me?”

“Money,” Michigan said immediately.

“Money,” Walter repeated flatly.

“Money.” Michigan’s smirk widened. “I mean, as a rentboy, you’d be-”

Walter started to shut his door.

“Wait! Wait, wait! Joke! Joking!” Michigan hastily wedged his foot in the door, and stoically endured Walter closing the door on it a few times before he stopped. “Ow! You little- you’re a feral little bitch, you know that?”

“It’s one of my charm points,” Walter huffed. “That’s one strike, by the way.”

“I’m on a strike system?!”

“Yeah.”

Michigan looked like he was going to say a lot about that, but he wisely swallowed it down at the last second. “Ugh, well, worthwhile things don’t come easily…”

“You have anything else to offer me, or was money the only card you had to play?” Walter asked, genuinely a little curious. He supposed if you grew up amongst the privileged ranks of the executives, there probably was little money couldn’t buy you.

“Erugh… shoulda known you wouldn’t be that easy,” Michigan bemoaned. “You did say you were expensive. Well, let’s see… hmm… uh… food?”

“You already make me food.”

“More food?”

Walter started closing the door again.

#armored core #armored core 6 #handler walter #g1 michigan #fanfic #there's just smth where like they have this pocket of normalcy for a bit #but walter intentionally tosses it all away and abandons it #to pursue his mission #bc the coral has consumed his life #even when given multiple chances to move on #he's still stuck on rubicon....

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backtothedawings-blog · 1 year

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×º°”˜`”°º×к α s×º°”˜`”°º× says:

hi who is this?

Evan says:

hiii im peteeeeeeeer

peteeeer griffiiiin

×º°”˜`”°º×к α s×º°”˜`”°º× says:

lol haha your funny

im kas's cousin

Evan says:

oh fuck i thought kassi legit didnt know it was me ...

fail lmao

uhm im evan

whos this ?

×º°”˜`”°º×к α s×º°”˜`”°º× says:

lol her cousin

im trying to figure out who she likes

wanna play a game and help?

Evan says:

uhh sure ?

×º°”˜`”°º×к α s×º°”˜`”°º× says:

is it you?

or do you know?

who********

Evan says:

idfk

ask zack cronkwright, or bridget, or john or mike maybe ?

they might know

×º°”˜`”°º×к α s×º°”˜`”°º× says:

so you were a big help

is it you?

and whos john and mike?

fuck i really needa find out she's pissing me off

Evan says:

lmao idfk if she likes me

i dont believe shes told me this lol

john lean looks like a queer

dating a chick named jasmine

and mike dolmage

×º°”˜`”°º×к α s×º°”˜`”°º× says:

well do you like her

cause theres no john or mike on

well since your not gonna reply, im taking that as a yes? lol

Evan says:

kassi is my friend so obvi i like her

well that sucks

guess your stuck not know lol

×º°”˜`”°º×к α s×º°”˜`”°º× says:

lol, do u like like more than a friend or what? ]

Evan says:

right now shes just my friend

×º°”˜`”°º×к α s×º°”˜`”°º× says:

haha, welll im going to have to harrass her bout you now xD.

by the way, dont tell her bout this lil convo. its our secret

Evan says:

mkaay

×º°”˜`”°º×к α s×º°”˜`”°º× says:

im closiing this, shes comiing

Evan says:

aight

×º°”˜`”°º×к α s×º°”˜`”°º× says:

haaai

Evan says:

heyya

whats up ???

×º°”˜`”°º×к α s×º°”˜`”°º× says:

dealing with my fucktard of a cusin and tad hungover

wbuu?

Evan says:

whos your cousin ?

and im spacey ...

i smoked so much weed last night

im still feeling it lol

×º°”˜`”°º×к α s×º°”˜`”°º× says:

brittney

lol omg jelous

i was just smashed last night

well the bitch wants the computer back

Evan says:

dont give it to her

×º°”˜`”°º×к α s×º°”˜`”°º× says:

lol why not?

Evan says:

cuz too many things are happening and i havent finished my convo with you

×º°”˜`”°º×к α s×º°”˜`”°º× says:

lol okaaay

Evan says:

so you got smashed ?

funny stories ;P ?

×º°”˜`”°º×к α s×º°”˜`”°º× says:

but if i kill her your resonseable

and uhmm

let me think

i woke up 3 hours from home

Evan says:

kill who ?

×º°”˜`”°º×к α s×º°”˜`”°º× says:

my cousin

Evan says:

REALLY !?

×º°”˜`”°º×к α s×º°”˜`”°º× says:

yuss

Evan says:

you walk that far or what ?

×º°”˜`”°º×к α s×º°”˜`”°º× says:

no and idk what happend

i ended up in like orangeville?

Evan says:

wtf !?

you at a party with people ?

i cant even do thjat

how the fuck did you end up 3 hours from home !?

×º°”˜`”°º×к α s×º°”˜`”°º× says:

uhmm 3 towns or something?

and yeahuh

uhmm an after party for a sweet 16

Evan says:

really ? well sound slike you had a good night then

×º°”˜`”°º×к α s×º°”˜`”°º× says:

yeahuh lol

what i rember

i was at wallmart and almost got my ass kicked by thesr two chicks

Evan says:

really

whathappened ?!

×º°”˜`”°º×к α s×º°”˜`”°º× says:

some guy came over and saved my ass which i would been fine but apprently drunk fighting wasnt a good idea

Evan says:

prolly nat

it doesnt usually go over too well

×º°”˜`”°º×к α s×º°”˜`”°º× says:

well in my experinces it dose

kinda lol

Evan says:

exactly

kinda

×º°”˜`”°º×к α s×º°”˜`”°º× says:

lol so how was you night?

your*

Evan says:

it was fuuucked

ill tell you in a min

×º°”˜`”°º×к α s×º°”˜`”°º× says:

lol okie

Evan says:

kay so i went to a bush party and died

i walked thru water, mud, swamps, jumped fences, climbed down cliffs and everything to get to this party ...

i got there

got super fuckin high

and then attempted to walk back for 9

so i walked thru all that again dark and high

it was fuckeed

×º°”˜`”°º×к α s×º°”˜`”°º× says:

lol thats pree great

so how cut up are you

Evan says:

actaully im good ..... but you should see my white sweater and my jeans

and my shoes

and socks

and i think even my boxers were wet by the time i was done

×º°”˜`”°º×к α s×º°”˜`”°º× says:

rofly

that sucks

way to be a dirty boy

Evan says:

sorry

completely not my fault ....

×º°”˜`”°º×к α s×º°”˜`”°º× says:

lol understadable

at least you knew where you were and how you got there

Evan says:

actually i dont remeber the way back

but i know how i got there

i went back to find my phone today

and i couldnt figure out where or what the fuck i di dlast ngiht

if you seen this youd be like daaaayyyum your a trooper

×º°”˜`”°º×к α s×º°”˜`”°º× says:

lol well by the sounds im pree sure you are a tropper

Evan says:

well thanks

but you still need to see this

its crazeh

whats up with kottonkandypikachu ?

×º°”˜`”°º×к α s×º°”˜`”°º× says:

lol oyay youll have to show me

and i really dont know

but its funny so i think ill leave it for a while

Evan says:

lmao aight

sounds good lol

×º°”˜`”°º×к α s×º°”˜`”°º× says:

your just jelous you dont have a bamf name

Evan says:

riiight

i coul dmake one

but im a simple person

i dont need a great name

people say my name and they already knwo im awesome

×º°”˜`”°º×к α s×º°”˜`”°º× says:

uhmm i think i should make you a name

cause im awesome

Evan says:

lmfao

ok then

no promises its goin on fb tho

×º°”˜`”°º×к α s×º°”˜`”°º× says:

lol dont deny my amazingness

and candyapplecharmander?

LOL

Evan says:

uhm sketchy but alright

×º°”˜`”°º×к α s×º°”˜`”°º× says:

sketchy

how so?

Evan says:

for a guy its like a pedo name

can you pictue me with that name offerin candy to small children ?

if so

then your just lkike me

and i find that sketchy

×º°”˜`”°º×к α s×º°”˜`”°º× says:

LOL

are you saying i have a pedo name then?

Evan says:

your a chick it dont count

its like 99.99999 % guys

that are pedos

×º°”˜`”°º×к α s×º°”˜`”°º× says:

well i thought your name was cute

Evan says:

it is but ..... im a dude.....

so im just gonna stick to ev or evy

ether one works

×º°”˜`”°º×к α s×º°”˜`”°º× says:

LOL

okay

but just know im hurt you didnt like my name

Evan says:

i do

i just cant let the world know it .. or i wont be able to go into a chuck E cheese ... or go to an elementary school;

×º°”˜`”°º×к α s×º°”˜`”°º× says:

lol i wanna go to chuck e chesse

Evan says:

i know !

theyre so much fuin lol

i could play games there all day if i had enough money

×º°”˜`”°º×к α s×º°”˜`”°º× says:

ive only been once

and lol win your such a kid

oh well i am too (:

so its all good

Evan says:

word

i like my games aight ?

×º°”˜`”°º×к α s×º°”˜`”°º× says:

lol me too

im getting an old school sega!!

Evan says:

PRIME

im likin this

×º°”˜`”°º×к α s×º°”˜`”°º× says:

i had one when i was younger but idk what happened i think im getting mine this week though

and next month im getting a ps3 cause there sticking a tv in my room

Evan says:

YEH

i gota ps3

that'll be great

when i hook it back up to the internet imma kill you in gaming

×º°”˜`”°º×к α s×º°”˜`”°º× says:

lol it will be great but i will NEVER sleep

and thats what you think

Evan says:

for real

ill own you

×º°”˜`”°º×к α s×º°”˜`”°º× says:

uh huh

sure you will

Evan says:

i will

ill rip you a new gaming asshole

×º°”˜`”°º×к α s×º°”˜`”°º× says:

ooh how thoughfull of you

but

but ill pwn you

im just kidding you will probs win but i needa sleep cause im dead

nighty night

Evan says:

aight night

and meh we'll see

depends on what game

×º°”˜`”°º×к α s×º°”˜`”°º× says:

lol sonic

i will domanate for sure

Evan says:

prolly

ive never been good at those games

×º°”˜`”°º×к α s×º°”˜`”°º× says:

im pro at them

but sweet dreams

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Junk in the Trunk

AN: I know it’s late, but oh well. This was so much fun to write, I love the show Imposters! If you haven’t seen it, I really recommend it. & for everyone in this community, there’s a scene y’all will really like ;)

It has to have been at least over three hours since they climbed into the trunk of the junker car. Richard and Ezra had no idea how Jules and Poppy were holding up in the other car, but they themselves couldn't be crankier. The first hour wasn't too bad: some fidgeting and complaining here and there, but they managed to keep themselves entertained by telling each other stories from their youth. The second hour, the tension started to build. Their limbs were falling asleep from having little space to move, and it was starting to get hot. By the third hour, they were practically tangled in each other and kept shoving and kicking the other as they tried to get comfortable.

A foul stench met Ezra's nostrils and he held back a gag, pulling his shirt over his nose. He jammed his elbow into Richard's ribs, yes on purpose, and flopped over to glare at him. "Dude what the fuck, did you seriously just fart in here?" he scolded.

Richard wouldn't meet his eyes and he had a guilty look on his face. "I'm sorry I couldn't hold it in. I should've warned you."

"No, should've just held it in! We're in the trunk, there's not much fresh air in here and you just ruined it with your stink!" Ezra's voice was snappy and fed up. It was rare for him to be actually angry, but the circumstances in which they found themselves in were extenuating ones. Richard couldn't blame him though, his family's life was on the line, and he was pretty sure his mild claustrophobia was starting to get to him.

"Whatever man, the smell's already gone," he said. Ezra grumbled something he couldn't quite make out. Five minutes of silence passed, or maybe longer. Or maybe it was shorter, who the hell knows. "Is it just me or is it not as dark as it was, like, an hour ago?" he asked.

Ezra squinted. "Y'know, I think you're right. Our eyes must be adjusting."

Richard nodded. "Nice. Like a bat." Ezra looked at him quizzically. "Bats can't see in the dark. They have horrible eyesight," he deadpanned.

"Then how the hell can they fly around at night doing acrobatics and shit?" he asked, seemingly genuinely confused.

"Dude they use echolocation, they can't see anything," Ezra said, exasperated. Richard furrowed his brows in the dark.

"Echolocation? What even is that?" he feigned stupidity. He knew if he could get him to start trying to explain something, maybe he could distract him. It had nothing to do with the fact that he was incredibly bored and loved fucking with him. Ezra gave him an unamused look. "That's a made up word. You just made it up," he said, unable to keep his smile at bay.

"No it's not! I know you know what that means, quit playing dumb," he said, not in the mood for his shit. He turned back around, facing the trunk door. There was a tiny bit of sunlight from where the door shut, and you could feel a bit of airflow. Suddenly, Richard was leaning over him, shoving his face right in front of the small crack. Ezra shoved him off harshly. "Dude what the fuck?"

"I can feel a little bit of air, and I'm burning up in here. Just let me cool down," he said, sighing as he got a sliver of relief from the stuffy heat. The trailer carrying the cars hit a bump, and Richard used a hand to brace himself, gripping Ezra's hip slightly.

And Ezra screamed. Richard fell off of him, startled. Then he started laughing.

"Shut up."

"Whahahat the hell wahas that?"

"Shut up!" he admonished even more.

"What noise was that? I don't think I've ever heard you make that sound before!" Richard exclaimed. Even in the dark, he could see Ezra's flushed cheeks. "Wait man, are you-"

"No!"

His grin grew even wider. "You totally are!"

"Hey, I am not!" Ezra snapped defensively.

"How did you even know what I was gonna say then?" he arched a brow with a smirk. Ezra's mouth gaped open before closing, trying to come up with a smart retort.

"Because I know you," he justified.

"Okay, since you know me so well, why don't you tell me what I was gonna ask? Hm? Finish my sentence," he said, and it was so hard not to sound as cocky as he felt. But he was sure the sugary sweet innocence in his voice had the same effect.

Now Ezra's blush was even more noticeable. He stuttered out a small, high pitched croak, but no audible words followed.

"Oh my god... you can't even say the word!" Richard burst into bright laughter. Ezra glared at him, but couldn't bring himself to deny it. Knowing Richard, he'd make him say it. The hand was back on his hip, squeezing and this time it didn't let up. He burst into bubbly giggles, twisting and squirming his body in an attempt to escape.

"Richard wahahait aha second!" he just barely bit back a squeal. There wasn't much room to move around or escape, and with Richard's crushing weight on top of him he was sufficiently trapped.

"No way, I've been bored outta my mind and this is the first real entertainment we've had since climbing in this God forsaken trunk. You'll thank me later," he quipped, flashing him a dazzling smile. Ezra's eyes flew open and a choked scoff managed to slip out.

"Thank you?" he cried indignantly as he snatched Richard's wrists to keep his wicked fingers at bay. Richard's grin nearly split his face in two.

"You're welcome! See? I knew you'd come around!" he taunted, easily slipping out of his grasp. He dove straight for his ribs, scribbling over each bone as fast as lightning. Ezra threw his head back with a snort before frantic giggles began to pour out.

"Ihihi wahasn't actually thahanking you!" he griped. Richard gasped, tickling faster.

"Well that's just rude! You tell a man thank you and then you don't even mean it? Who does that?" he asked in a taunting tone. He wore a shit eating grin as his hands worked their way over his ribs and just started to worm underneath his clamped arms. Ezra snorted before loud cackles filled the crammed space of the trunk.

"Richahahard quit ihihit! Ihihi cahan't mohohove!" he protested, trying with all his might to squirm away, but there was nowhere for him to go. Richard wore a shit eating grin as he continue the ticklish assault.

"I don't see how that's my problem. In fact, it makes my job a lot easier," he teased casually. Ezra let out a giggly whine that was cut off by an embarrassing snort. Richard laughed along with him, reaching up to flutter under his chin. He shrieked and slammed his chin down to protect himself, but only succeeded in trapping his hand there. His laughter reached new heights when he tickled behind his ears. He shook his head back and forth in a desperate attempt to dislodge his fingers, but to no avail. He kept giggling and squealing, and it was getting too damn hot in this God forsaken trunk.

Richard knew when enough was enough and released him. Ezra panted and shot him a glare that was met with a cheeky, smug grin.

"You're the worst. How much longer do you think we have?" he asked, annoyance clear in his tone. Richard let out a low whistle.

"Not sure, could be a whole 'nother hour. Why?"

Now it was Ezra's turn to wear an evil grin. "Just seeing if I have enough time for revenge."

#tickletober #tickletober 2022 #imposters #netflix imposters #imposters fic #ezra bloom #richard evans #imposters tickle fic #ticklish!ezra #day 9: trapped

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GAMING RECAP (MARCH 6-9)

Microsoft's Xbox Games Showcase will return on June 11

Additionally, following the firm's games presentation, Bethesda's dedicated show to Starfield is set to run right after

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Take-Two cuts jobs at Private Division

Take-Two is laying off some employees at its Private Division label and across other divisions of the company, Bloomberg's Jason Schreier reported today.

A company spokesperson confirmed the news for GamesIndustry.biz, saying, "We can confirm that there have been targeted reductions in our US teams, primarily in corporate operations and label publishing, which will better align our organization with our long-term priorities. We continue to make strategic investments in our talent and technology to deliver our long-term pipeline, and the impact of these changes on our US development teams has been minimal.

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PS5 sales surge over 300% in the UK during February

The UK games market posted strong sales in February due to the performance of two products: Hogwarts Legacy and PlayStation 5.

2.8 million console and PC games were sold across the UK during February, up 11% over the year before. This data is for all physical games, plus AAA titles from most major publishers (courtesy of GSD).

Hogwarts Legacy was by far and away the biggest game of the month. Its launch week was 100% bigger than last February's hit video game, Elden Ring. In fact, the game is already on the brink of over-taking Elden Ring in all-time sales after just three weeks. It is currently the sixth best-selling video game from the last 12 months.

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Starfield Has Been Delayed Again And Here’s The New Release Date

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Bethesda Games Studio has announced that Starfield will now release on September 6th, 2023 for Xbox Series X|S and Windows PC.

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Game Pass adds another six games in March

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Sony is concerned Microsoft could release a worse version of Call of Duty on PlayStation

Sony is laying out concerns about Microsoft’s potential acquisition of Activision Blizzard. These include the chance that Microsoft may release a worse version of Call of Duty on PlayStation, though Microsoft claims it will maintain parity.

In a document submitted to the UK’s Competition and Markets Authority (CMA) filed in late February, as spotted by The Verge, Sony raises concerns about what Microsoft may do with Call of Duty. This includes concerns that Activision could even create a worse COD experience on a competitor’s console. Here’s the slice where Sony lays out this possibility:

"For example, Microsoft might release a PlayStation version of Call of Duty where bugs and errors emerge only on the game’s final level or after later updates. Even if such degradations could be swiftly detected, any remedy would likely come too late, by which time the gaming community would have lost confidence in PlayStation as a go-to venue to play Call of Duty. Indeed, as Modern Warfare II attests, Call of Duty is most often purchased in just the first few weeks of release. If it became known that the game’s performance on PlayStation was worse than on Xbox, Call of Duty gamers could decide to switch to Xbox, for fear of playing their favourite game at a second-class or less competitive venue."

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Microsoft insists Game Pass prices ‘will not increase as a result of Activision merger’

Issuing its provisional findings on the proposed deal last month, UK regulator the Competition and Markets Authority raised concerns that Microsoft could choose to increase the price of its Game Pass subscription plans following the addition of popular Activision content.

“Prices for subscriptions can easily be revised, and Microsoft may have an incentive to do so once it adds content that is as popular as Activision’s, including CoD,” it suggested.

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Everything Announced at Paradox Announcement Show 2023

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Studio behind Aragami series closing down next month

The developers of breezy stealth 'em ups Aragami 1 and 2 are closing down. Lince Works announced the news earlier today, saying that they would "stop the development of new projects indefinitely, starting this April." Both games will remain available for sale and online co-op will still be accessible.

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8 Games Leaving Game Pass on March 15

F1 2020, Goat Simulator, Kentucky Route Zero TV Edition, Guardians of the Galaxy, Paradise Killer, Young Souls, Undertale, Zero Escape: The Nonary Games

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Sherlock Holmes The Awakened Release Date Trailer

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a-cup-of-polynectar · 1 year

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The best celebrity sightings at Fashion Week

February — aka Fashion Month — is one of the most exciting times of the year. Packed full of runways across New York, London, Paris, and Milan, there’s never a shortage of buzz-worthy moments. And though Fashion Week might seem to be all about the latest designer offerings and discovering what the industry will be all about in the coming months, the fashion is not limited to the runway. The front row and celebrity guests attending the event are often at the forefront of the upcoming trends. With Fashion Week underway, we rounded up our favorite celebrity sightings as they graced the shows of their favorite luxury brands.

Sungjae Lee

Fresh off the relationship reveal with bandmate — and fashion darling — Minah Delacroix, IMPACT!’s frontman, Sungaje Lee is undergoing a rebrand. Venturing beyond his signature laid-back, hip-hop-inspired style, the singer turned up at the Valentino Fall Winter fashion show dressed in a tan suit by the Italian brand. Unexpectedly taking over Milan Fashion Week, the rapper presented a refreshing image that has us all marveling at the power of love.

Daniel Choi

The members of pop sensation IMPACT are not just front-row favorites, they’re fashion muses! Vocalist Daniel Choi proved this to be particularly true with his appointment as CELINE’s Global Brand Ambassador, just a few days ahead of the French label’s most recent show. The singer then set Paris on fire when he showed up to Hedi Slimane’s show clad in a full leather look that nodded at the designer’s signature rock aesthetics. Red leather jacket, skinny pants, sequined top, messy hair, what was there not to love about Daniel’s killer rockstar look?

Tara Lee

Despite the rampant speculation suggesting that IMPACT!’s Tara Lee and NCT’s Johnny Suh were on a lover’s getaway in France, turns out Tara traveled to Paris to attend Chanel’s Fall Winter show. A VVIP of the brand and longtime friend of the house, Tara was spotted at The Palais Garnier clad in a black dress accentuated by an XXL flap bag and a hair bow. We don’t know if she indeed got to spend time with her boyfriend — who yes, was in Paris for Fashion Week too — but she was surely feeling romantique!

Johnny Suh

Much has been said about Johnny Suh’s modelesque physique and fashion affinities, but the NCT singer is surprisingly new to the fashion scene. Making his debut on the front row, the singer traveled to The City of Lights to attend Thom Browne’s latest show. Johnny surely made an impactful first showing, dressed in a gray suit. Beyond the screaming fans outside the brand’s atelier at Avenue Montaigne, the singer also proved his popularity by attracting hordes of female fashion editors, who couldn’t stop gushing about him. Watch out, Tara!

Jaehyun

Another NCT member making the rounds during Fashion Week was none other than Jaehyun. Unlike previous seasons, the singer — who is a front-row fixture at every event from New York to Seoul — kept his appearances to the minimum, choosing to attend Prada’s Fall Winter show only. Now, rumor has it that after his split from Jane Durand, Jaehyun kept the rights to Milan Fashion Week while Jane retained the Parisian and London territories, but let’s not digress. Jaehyun slayed his only Fashion Week appearance, decked in a nylon jumpsuit from Prada’s most recent men’s collection and his signature beauty look — that is slicked-back hair, of course. We approve!

Jane Durand

And speaking of Jane Durand, at Paris Fashion Week, the singer proved that her longtime association with Miuccia Prada is stronger than ever. Going from one powerful collaboration to another with the designer, Jane has practically grown to become a synonym with Prada Group — parenthesis, but do you remember the time fans were convinced that Jaehyun was selected as Prada’s brand ambassador thanks to his relationship with Jane? In her latest fashion foray, Jane went from front-row darling to runway model, walking the inaugural and closing looks at Miu Miu. Talk about making an impact!

Enzo Saint Pierre

Enzo Saint Pierre has long been making waves in the luxury industry with his beauty and fashion associations. However, among his most prominent friendships is the one he holds with the French luxury label Dior. The singer and actor is not only one of the brand’s ambassadors and campaign stars, but he is also a regular at all of their shows. At the presentation of Dior’s Fall Winter collection, Enzo put a twist on the maison’s classic aesthetics, opting instead for a striking outfit that featured a one-of-a-kind lurex Saddle bag and a matching sweater. A total head-turner!

Minah Delacroix

No fashion talk is complete without a mention of IMPACT’s leading lady, Minah Delacroix. The pop icon, designer muse, and all-around it girl is one of the most sought-after figures in fashion and her growing list of projects exists as proof of her prowess. In her most recent Fashion Week appearance in Milan, she flaunted how effortless her style is. Sitting front and center at Fendi’s show, the singer absolutely stole the spotlight dressed in a simple nude matching set paired with the brand’s new “Minah Bag.” See when you’re a natural?

And, ICYMI, the internet went into a collective meltdown when fans realized Minah's look totally matched Sungjae's front-row outfit at Valentino — yes, they both were in Milan, attending shows the same day!

#minah #sungjae #johnny #jaehyun #tara #gossip #jane #enzo #daniel #rebelde au #edits #by may

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“Knock, knock”

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When i felt

Your sweet embrace around my waist, i have throw away the air from the lungs. It’s been so sudden, and our electric shocks have crossed our minds.It’s so magical when Our Parallel World is lift around us, and everything become magical how we wish.I can feel your heart beat like mine, like a crazy.It was a couple of days that i didn’t feel our connection, but so sudden i felt everything delicate…

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(Bass and Quint playing games)

BASS: Is that- closi- EH-WHA-Did they just close us off and nobody else?

QUINT: Yeah, yes they did.

(Message appears on screen)

BASS: WHA- "THE CARBUNCLE ATE ITSELF"????

QUINT: *Starting to die with laughter*

BASS: WHAT DOES THAT MEAN!?!?

QUINT: *Dying with laughter*

BASS: I can't think of four words that had less to do with our situation!

QUINT: *Still dying*

BASS: Uh... Um...

QUINT: *Someone call an ambulance*

BASS: Terrible news, guys. The carbuncle ate itself.

QUINT: *Laughter and mouse squeaks* OHMYGO-*starts dying again*

BASS: My-my mind- my mind is just pudding. I have pudding brain.

QUINT: Ohmy-*W H E E Z E* Oh, Jesus Christ. The carbuncle ate itself????

BASS: *Finally breaking into laughter* It- it's like the kinda shit you would say to a spy after you drop off the suitcase full of like government secrets for 'em? "The Chocolate Mousse is not in season. The carbuncle ate itself."

QUINT (wheezing):I didn't- I didn't read that correctly, right? "The carbuncle ate itself."

BASS: Yeah. Oh yeah. I don't even know what a carbuncle is! I'm gonna have to look it up!

#thanks for the submission!#Source: GameGrumps #submission #megaman incorrect quotes #incorrect megaman quotes #incorrect quotes #megaman #mega man #incorrect megaman #quint #quint megaman #bass #bass megaman #mod jordan

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Tokoyami, Ojiro, Bakugou, and Kirishima, on a mission:

Tokoyami and Ojiro: *run through a doorway before Bakugou and Kirishima*

The doorway: *closes*

Bakugou: Is that... closi--

Kirishima: What-- that. Did they just close us off, and nobody else?

Screen in room: The Carbuncle ate itself.

Kirishima: Wh-- THE CARBUNCLE ATE ITSELF?!

Bakugou: *sobbing in laughter*

Kirishima: What does that mean?! I can’t think of four words that have less to do with our situation!

Tokoyami, through earpiece: What’s wrong? Where are you?

Kirishima: Terrible news, guys. The Carbuncle ate itself.

Bakugou: *still crying from laughter in the background*

Kirishima: My mind is just pudding.

Bakugou, almost whimpering: The Carbuncle ate itself.

Kirishima: That’s the kind of shit we here when they drop off a suitcase with all the intel, you know? The chocolate moose is not in season. The Carbuncle ate itself.

Bakugou: I did read that correctly, right?

Kirishima: Yeah. Oh yeah. I don’t even know what a Carbuncle is. Gonna have to look that up.

#mod septic #terrible news guys #the carbuncle ate itself #eijirou kirishima #fumikage tokoyami #mashirao ojiro #katsuki bakugou #can''t believe this #carbuncle ate itself

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Cold Eyes (Dark Rey x Reader) [Part 10]

Summary: A softer part of Rey comes out as she feels the loneliness you had been putting her on. All the parts.

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A/N: hi, I've been a bit inactive recently but don't worry I still writing. Hope this can help you to survive this difficult times. Enjoy!

Quick steps followed behind you as you left the training room and you heard Rey calling you. The lump stuck in your throat for just the smallest memory of the nightmares.

"Y/N, wait!" She said.

"What?" You turned around trying not to break.

"Your dream is wrong" she told you as she got dangerously closer. You met her gaze "I could never hurt you. I wouldn't." she said.

Was she really serious? After all she had done, all the pain she had brought you and your loved ones?. The thought of all the things she had done filled your body with rage as you let out a humorless chuckle.

"I don't think you notice, Rey but you already had" you told her "you've hurt me more than anyone has ever had. Not to mention you tried to kill me more than once."

"Didn't have to be that way, Y/N and you know it" she added "but you forced me to”

I don’t want to hear this anymore” you said done with arguing with her because most of the times it ended in one of you crying away. So you turned on your heels to get back to your room.

“Don’t go” you heard her said as you felt her hand grabbing your wrist .

“Let me ask you something” you said as you glanced at her again, the question had been stuck in your mind for a time now, always wanting to know for sure if there was still something good inside this woman whose soft hand was stopping you from runaway. “Do you even feel any remorse for what you did to all that people? to me?”

She stared at you for a long moment before she looked away, incapable to hold your gaze any longer.

“It was necessary” she murmured “all of it.”

“Taking millions of lifes was necessary? Destroy their home was necessary?” you paused for a moment looking for her eyes “You call that necessary?”

“It was” she said without looking at you. So she did feel something, though you couldn’t tell what but if she wouldn’t she would be looking at you, she was clearly hiding those feelings call it guilt, shame or maybe regret, whatever but she had it and that was a bit reconfortating, knowing she was not a cold hearted killer.

“Y/N, you think you will be able to forgive me someday? I can’t take the loneliness anymore. I want things between us to be like in the past” she raised her voice again not her eyes fixed on you as you saw her features softened.

A thick sigh left your lips.

“I can’t” you told her and she nodded accepting your answer “not now. You’ve done terrible things, Rey to innocent people and there’s no way you can change that.” you thought for a moment, maybe this was a chance to make her see reason. “But you can prevent more people to die, you can stop this chaos, you’re their leader just give the order…”

“No!” she cut you off “No, this can’t stop now that we're so close to win, many planets had surrender already, this galaxy is ours” she changed her grip on your wrist to your hand “Look how far we’ve come, Y/N.” she said smiling.

“Please just let go, Rey” you murmured.

Rey scanned your face, a bit of disappointment in her own, even a bit of pain lying on her eyes that stared at you for a few moments.

“Okay” she said as she finally let go of your hand and doubtful she turned around.

***

As the days went by you found yourself out of Mustafar, taking a breath of fresh air for the first time in a while walking down the ship, you wished you were there for other reason than this but you couldn’t change it. Soon you heard the blasters hitting through the air, distant screams and you saw the smoke rising over the flames.

This poor planet dared to resist the First Order, this small planet you didn’t even know its name were fighting for its freedom against the stormtroopers running along the streets, people without experience in battle but with a purpose and hope.

“Y/N” Rey’s voice dragged you out of your thoughts. “You are ready” she told you handing you a lightsaber. “Do not fail me, you know what happens if you try to escape so don't do it” she said in a dangerous tone as flashes of red and yellow lighted her eyes.

“Yes, Master” you murmured insecure as you took the weapon in your hands, by the corner of your eyes you saw her doubting before she finally left your side and disappeared through the buildings with her two sabers already turned on.

You rushed down the almost empty street of this planet, dodging some blasters from time to time.

Until you ran into a group of natives that shoot immediately at you. Easily you unarmed them with a gesture from your hand making them ran out of fear, except for a kid, he ran directly to you determined to protect his home but before he even could reach you, you knock him to the ground with a move and pointed your red saber at him. This was wrong, Rey was using you as a weapon, another trooper but more powerful. She was using you to kill for her, she trained you for that and deep down you knew it but you weren't gonna kill a child nor anyone else for her.

The kid looked at you, he was not even fifteen, he looked so scared of you with the saber pointed at him humming softly.

"Hey, it's okay. I'm sorry, I'm not going to kill you" you told him as you turned off the weapon "I'm gonna drop it, okay?" You added as you slowly placed it in the ground. "I'm Y/N" you said "I need you to tell your friends to hide, run as fast as you can, save yourself young boy"

He stared at you still frightened lying on the ground. He spoke then a language you've never heard before, a pleading tone in his voice as he told you something you couldn't understand.

"I don't get it, kid" you told him but he kept saying those words, even yelled. As the steps came closer you knew what he was trying to say. You looked over your shoulder to find dark helmets a few feet away from you. Death troopers.

"Run" you told the kid that finally understood you and got lost in the ruins of the city.

You reached out for your saber igniting it as soon as you held it on your hand standing ready in front of them.

They soon the five of them pointed their blasters at you not intimidated by your light sword. Firing they stayed on their places as you circulated your saber to dodge them changing the direction of some of their shoots and soon one of them was down.

Swinging your saber you jumped above them landing behind them as you quickly buried your weapon in the back of one of the black uniforms.

"That's all you have?" You joked as you kept fighting against them.

Then there was a small rock flying through the air that hit a helmet. You followed that direction it came from and found the kid throwing rocks at them.

"Boy, no!" You screamed but he didn't move, he kept throwing rocks at them and the troopers turned to him, one of them that seemed to be the leader grabbed the poor child by his dusty clothes and pointed at his head

You rushed to the one that was closer to you and punched the weapon off his hands.

"Put that thing down or the kid dies" you heard the modulated voice from the helmet that held the boy. And you obeyed, rising your hands.

"Let him go" you begged "it's an order" you said, maybe being Rey's appreciate would help you out of this or at least to save the boy, like in Mustafar where every single stormtrooper knew who you were.

"We don't follow orders from a traitor" said a female voice behind the helmet before punching you in the face making you dizzy for a moment, then a new knock came slamming into your belly and then another one and another. You could feel the pain all over your body, you tasted the blood in your mouth from the several times the strong trooper hit you.

Suddenly the hum of a saber made you raise your glance catching Rey pulling her sabers across the trooper that held the boy before the black uniform slammed lifeless on the ground. Immediately she took the other one and finally she killed the woman that had knock you.

"Y/N, are you okay?" You heard Rey asking you as you felt her arms wrapping around your aching body. "Y/N" she repeated. Your gaze met her face filled with pure concerned.

"Yeah" you murmured "yeah, I'm fine"

"Somebody is going to pay for this" she hissed.

“They already have, Rey” you added, finally realizing she was holding you close to her secure on her embrace, the first time you’ve been this close to her in a very long time and then you realized she saved your life though you disobeyed her orders. And for a brief moment you allowed yourself to enjoy her closiness

“I’ll make sure this doesn’t happen again, Y/N” she murmured as she tightened her grip around your body “and that’s a promise”

She move away, not letting go completely out of you, she glanced at you with worried eyes, real emotions painting her face. So strong and yet so vulnerable in front of you, before she finally lose her grip on you and got back a bit serious again.

“Get back to the ship, Y/N” she said “I still have work to do, I’ll meet you there” she said turning back as she turned on her sabers again that illuminated her face with a red light.

“Rey” you called making her stop and look over her shoulder, she stared at you. “Thank you” you said and for a moment you saw the shadow of a smile cracking her lips as her features softened, letting you see that kind girl you met in the Resistance a long time ago.

“Anytime”

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