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waitingonher · 4 months

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ELECTRIC TOUCH — [jason grace dating headcanons]

author's note: i need 2024 to be THE year. 2023 did me soooo dirty. im praying

dating JASON GRACE would be like dating someone from a regency era romance novel…he’s just SUCH a hopeless romantic but he would rather die than admit it.

in the initial first few weeks of dating, jason was sosososooooo shy about pda/physical touch. it’s not that he was uncomfortable, he LOVES physical touch, but he had just gone so long without it that he wasn’t used to it. but eventually, he warms up to it…and now he can’t go without having at least one part of him touching you 😭

when it came to things like hugs, kisses, handholding, etc. jason would always wait for you to initiate it because he was so anxious about making you uncomfortable ?? fjsldfjs

but when you communicated that he didn’t need to ask/wait for you all the time, jason started initiating things more. even still, he occasionally gets nervous to even hold your hand? like wdym you’ve been dating for over six months and you still get nervous doing simple couple things 😭 it’s very endearing though

chivalry is NOT dead,, and it’s because of jason LMAO. he’s the type to swap shoes with you even though you’re wearing heels that are 3x too small for him, but hey, at least your feet don’t hurt anymore!

jason’s also hellbent on carrying things for you, opening doors for you, pulling out/pushing in chairs for you, etc… GOD HE’S SO CUTE.

since dating him, you don’t think you’ve ever touched a single door or car handle when he’s with you.

jason is NOT afraid to advocate or stand up for you, especially if you’re more on the quiet & non-confrontational side. if you’re in a group setting and someone interrupts you, he’s making sure you get your chance to say what you wanted to say. and he doesn’t do it in a way that leaves you embarrassed, he’s very very classy with it!

if you’re a big music person, jason will literally learn your favorite artist’s entire discography so you guys have another thing to talk about.

you guys also have a shared playlist of “your songs” and he’s so serious about it 😭 if jason hears a song that even remotely reminds him of you, he’s going to the ends of the earth to figure out what it’s called.

rip to anyone around him if shazam doesn’t work! he’s gonna send voice messages to your big group chat humming the tune, but he’s so tone deaf that no one knows the song…and his search history is just variations of “song that goes du du ooh du ooh du du ooh” a for effort though babes…

jason’s love languages are definitely acts of service and quality time. over the years and throughout the many battles he’s fought, he’s come to realize that all he wants to do when he comes home is just spend time with his loved ones.

after a busy day, you’ll come home to find your laundry folded, bed sheets washed & freshly made, along with a sweet little note from jason <3

your guys’ thing are writing notes to each other. considering his and your busy schedule, you’ll write and leave tiny notes around the house for each other to find. it’s one of the many reasons why jason gets up in the morning.

he loves coming home to you after a long day to simply melt in your arms. there’s just something so soothing about cuddling with you after a busy day.

it does not matter where you are, you guys could literally be cleaning the camp toilets and he’d still be able to find the fun in it. you’re his home, and he’d follow you wherever you go.

if you play sports, you already know he’s showing up to ALL your games. it doesn’t matter if it’s pouring rain or if it’s hours away, he’s absolutely determined to show his support. jason even makes posters with your jersey number and when you have big tournaments he’ll show up with posters of your face 😭 the refs are SO tired of jason help

i feel like if he really tried, jason would be a good cook.

one day you sent him a recipe you saw online saying you wanted to make it with him, but then he decided to make it himself to surprise you. and it was actually so good???

JASON IN A “KISS THE COOK” APRON OMFG. that’s what you got him for his birthday and every single time without fail, he’ll wear it when he’s cooking.

one of his hidden talents is that he’s super good at origami. he originally picked it up because he heard it was a good stress reliever, but now he also does it for you <3

he loves your reaction when he gives you little paper rings or an origami version of your favorite animal!

this guy DREAMS of domesticity. he’s always been the type to date to marry, and that’s just what he intends to do with you! even though you guys are still young, he’s been planning your proposal sfjfls

tell me why he already knows what kind of ring he wants to get you… omg.

he really wants to just settle down with you in new rome. but honestly, he’s willing to do anything as long as you’re at his side.

expect flowers from jason at least once a month! he even keeps one flower so he knows when it’s time to get you a new bouquet. and if he’s away, he’ll get one of his friends to deliver it!

i have this headcanon that the aphrodite cabin teams up with the hephaestus cabin to throw a really elaborate party, essentially like prom. anyways, jason would go all out for your promposal jfdsls i feel like he would either do a super funny poster/proposal like y’know that one guy who did that medieval promposal 😭 yeah well jason would do something like that but like...more roman... LMFAO him pulling up to your place in a chariot

or he would do something super super intricate and planned out…like a fancy picnic and then he’d have the fauns arrange fireflies to spell out “prom?” when it’s dark out.

ugh! jason grace the man that you are… <3 best bf ever,, i can confirm btw

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kyupidos · 2 months

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02/23/24’s delivery 🏹✉️ twisted wonderland

google how to confess to my bsfヽ( ･∀･)ﾉ_θ彡☆Σ(ノ `Д´)ノ,ヽ( ･∀･)ﾉ_θ彡☆Σ(ノ `Д´)ノ ;; summary. ‘they really just want to romance you, really really—but by the sevens is it difficult.’

part one. ft. a. trappola , s. zigvolt

characters. first years : deuce spade , jack howl , epel felmier ( separate ) ;; romantic . 🖇️ tags. reader is gender neutral ( you/your ), reader is yuu, pre-relationship, romantic fluff

📡 _a/n. on my lifers i needa learn to stop posting in series bc i know it’ll take millennia to finish..whoopsie daisy!!

d. spade

— who has the most negative rizz out of the first years and why is deuce spade in second place what the carp 😭😭 ok serious mode back. let it be known that while deuce is absolutely going to trip up even if it’s just a bit when trying to acknowledge his feelings for you, there’s no way he’s ever gonna back down!! deuce is proof that chivalry is not dead because he treats you with so much care he is such a gentleman, the sweetheart.

— maybe it’s true he doesn’t have much experience because of his delinquent era.. but by sevens if his heartslabyul seniors and wikihow aren’t helping him through this, then—well no actually he’d still be confessing but he really wants to try and get his feelings through with a hundred percent accuracy. oh, but how the words, the words he’s ever so carefully trying to find get lost whenever you’re around, flustering him when you compliment him which sends his heart into an absolute rollercoaster.

— inviting you on a secret date on his birthday, wanting to prepare egg dishes for you, his feelings sure aren’t the most hidden compared to the rest..not like he’s trying to hide it, though! it feels odd to say, but he’s super fond of the light teasing and the jokes about the idea of him and you being together; it brings hope to the idea that you reciprocate, and as per the prompt mentioned in part one..oh, ABSOLUTELY you do, and it’s surprising he picked up on his own feelings before picking up on yours.

— like i’ve mentioned once in the past—he’s one of the quickest to be able to admit his feelings to you. so while these more oddly romantic moments between the two of you since he first realized his feelings do seem to last for forever, truth be told it’s probably only been three days ( the rest of the first years squad BARRFSS at the cringe and yet at the same they’re all sharing popcorn ready to witness the confession ). flirt with him maybe once or twice more before said confession, he eats it up.

— but also he’s sooo confused when the other first years are prodding at him and making fun of the fact that he hasn’t confessed in that three day timespan yet..like he’s not even trying to hide it yet he’s flabbergasted that people realize like?!

( also ace is the one in first place for neg rizz. adeuce and their negative rizz shenanigans.. )

j. howl

— as he mentions in one of his chats; it’s not like he doesn’t have at least one romantic bone in his body. and while jack sure may not be the most conventionally romantic of the lot, that’s just who he is and doesn’t make him any less capable of trying to make sense of his feelings for you. ‘til he begins having a bit of a tsundere moment as he tends to.. perhaps, you’ll have to be the one leading most the romantic charges in this case, but no complaints there no siree.

— wolf courting methods are quite cute you know, bonding through closeness like grooming each other ( you notice the way jack hesitantly but hopefully offers to fix your gym attire during flying lessons ), and finding each other with their eyes and noses ( when you’re looking around and accidentally lock eyes with jack during history, he’s rather quick to look away and you can tell he’s flustered ). it’s honestly adorable, so your liking to him in mind, you indulge him.

— even things you don’t even seem to realize you’re doing ( albeit only at certain times ), like reaching to pat his head as he leans into your touch while sitting together during lunch hour or while studying together. all in all, it feels like a sudden yet so naturally paced domestic vibe between the two of you, and he appreciates that a bunch. it can’t even be dubbed cringe anymore it’s like a match made in heaven with the two of you, i’m jealous tbh!!

— but SERIOUSLY, it’s got the feeling that you’re already together even without the label; actually, it’s when you bring that up to joke around, jack might just come back to his senses about the crush he has on you and act again on his tsundere ways. this is the part where the label comes in, because, to confess to him, finally, this moment feels the most right.

— hashtag power couple moment, that one singular romantic bone in his body saved him ( trust i’m the romantic bone in his body ).

e. felmier

— “if you simply assumed i was a romantic for whatever reason..reassess that.” - epel in that one chat. but why are we here then epel. why are we here.. i don’t really doubt that the sudden realization to his feelings for you was a TRIP for him, has him carving apples to calm his nerves and everything. not like he doesn’t know why he’s feeling this way though; how you accept every part of him and encourage him consistently as he tries to get to where he wants to be with himself, actually he starts wondering why he wouldn’t like you somewhere along the line.

— actually, considering the exact fact that the idea of him being a romantic needs to be reassessed..he should probably ask for advice, huh. from granny marja and vil and rook, maybe he’s sending them into a bit of a shock that he’s truly asking for advice on how to romance you—not out of disappointment though, but they try to help enough so that he can confess in his own epel felmier way. and let’s just say he’s coming in strong; but sevens, you’re coming in STRONGER?!

— helping him feel better about his appearance when he needs it, preparing him things like macarons and many assortments of his favorite foods, just being around you leaving him comfortable enough to be himself. he’s tearin’ through some meat as he wracks his mind around all the things you do for him and how to repay you for the fact. every word you speak that sings his praises, he relishes—he wonders if the feeling’d be better if you spoke the words with the context of you being together.

— if he was a romantic, things would probably go a bit smoother..but what’s fun if not a bit of a carnival ride? actually, with him, while he can flustered every now and then when around you, he’s pretty calm about it. just give him a wee bit of time, a wee bit of confidence in the fact you feel the same, and he’ll be confessing to you with a whole apple pie.

— ( and then you ask to share the pie and proceed to feed him a slice. he is not ok. )

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marsdontbesade · 6 months

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⋆♱✮♱⋆ 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍 ⋆♱✮♱

𝒕𝒆𝒌𝒌𝒆𝒏 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔 (𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒆):

jin kazama & lars alexandersson: 'tragic hero' lovers - depressed, traumatised emo kid with only one thing on his mind: revenge. and a swedish rebel leader who's a hopeless romantic. the first most likely would not form a relationship to avoid inevitable bad luck if anything happened to you, considering he's at literal warfare with his father and grandfather. or because he just isn't interested. the latter would be the only one within these men who'd actually take a liking to you openly as he is the least hostile male member of the Mishima family. you'd notice the first at a dojo, practicing his skills or sitting alone somewhere in a quiet area. you're obviously the one to approach him first, which starts out as a failure because he really isn't interested in you....yet. or just isn't. aaand you're also disturbing his peace. but let's just say hypothetically, if you were lucky enough and you somehow caught his eyes, he'll be captivated. he'll hide it and try to suppress those feelings of course but it's inescapable and now you've just stained the insides of that man's brain forever. for lars, it's unsure where and how you meet up, though he's probably more interested in an anime girl cyborg (jk jk). but when you get his attention, you'd sent his heart a-throbbing.

when these men loves you, they'll love hard. you hold a deep place in their soul, more than anyone else. jin's stoicism makes it hard for him to express, but he really fucking loves you. he'll try to act affectionate, like small subtle compliments or just being slightly more lenient with you. he's also the type of guy to give one of those 'fatal' hugs like as if he just saved you from something or if he had to leave you to go somewhere. but other than that, he'll keep his loving minimal as he's a shy guy. lars would be the same but with a less fragile approach; he'd just be more willing to be around you until you get the gist. they'd protect you as much, beyond their own capabilities, to keep you safe from their havoc lives. jin is literally the same guy who went & sent the earth into absolute hell to wake up a 1000 year old demon to kill his father and paternal grandfather. if you think he wouldn't do something similar for your love, you're dead wrong. when he avenges, he avenges almighty, and he'll sacrifice his life for you. and with lars, he'll do the same, minus the demon part <3

kazuya mishima: 'stone cold' lover - emotionally inept, stoic manly man; he's not the lovey-dovey type. he's a very busy man, his mind will be more occupied on world domination and ending his bloodline than 'petty romance'. but if you manage to win this man's heart, he'd be a sucker for you. he loves you, dearly,, severely, it's just... he's just not an emotional guy. sure, he's not completely devoid of intimacy and sensitivity, but his overall manly ego prevents him from embracing such things. you probably notice him as you were working at his company. neither of you would approach at first (you're afraid him and he's just probably insecure that'll make him look unprofessional). he'd dote you in secret, maybe say some subliminally caring things under the guise of 'chivalry' and his authoritative position as a ceo. he'll make sure security is always with you or himself. then when the relationship further, he'll let his guard down little by little, like he'll start holding the small of your back, or make sure you're pampered; buying you little gifts and all. and if he's feeling really good, he might even throw in flirts and compliments here and there. slap on the ass, even, with a mischievous smirk. but other than that, the most romantic things you'll ever hear from this man is his impending plans to kill his son. yippee.

lee chaolan: 'ceo/sugar daddy' lover - silver-haired demon. handsome, charming, luxurious, chic, rich ceo. founder of robotics conglomerate, Violet Systems, this man is the typical socialite nepo-baby, "born" into wealth. he carries and alludes an air of luxury, old money richness, preppy stoicism, vanity and eccentricity. he'd notice you if you were working for him in his company, probably as a biotech scientist or as his intern. he'd find you interesting and approach you. since this guy is already such a sweet talker, you'll quickly swoon over him and fall in love. lee as a lover would be every woman's dream come true. he's successful, a gentleman, educated, a professional fighter, owns a billion dollar industry, and is godly attractive. what more could anyone possibly want?

he's a very romantic guy, very. he'll always treat you right, any day, any time. take you out on expensive dates & holidays, buy you gifts, pamper you up with spa trips, give you money whenever you want, romance you like no other. you'll never want a another man again once you win him. he is the dream guy ™ .

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alevens · 23 days

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and they say chivalry and romance are dead

#one piece #marineford #sir crocodile #donquixote doflamingo #one piece screencaps #they were on some toxic shit during the whole war #doflamingo straight begging him to get back together

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storiesofleftoverghosts · 3 months

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dating RE2R!Leon Kennedy... and what Taylor Swift songs it would be like

pairings: Leon Kennedy x GN!Reader

warnings: just your typical canon violence mentioned, Leon's trauma is discussed.

requested?: nope!

word count: 2343

a/n: guys i'm sorry for being gone for so long! i said i was gonna post this on sunday but i have commitment issues. so yeah this is my take on Leon Kennedy. specifically RE2R!Leon. i want to do all eras (if you will) of Leon but i'm nervous that i'm gonna like...BUTCHER his character. so sorry if he's out of character or anything! also this is a long one so buckle up.

also if you're new to my blog then these are headcanons mixed with Taylor Swift inspired blurb type of thing at the end.

okay being honest y'all

dating Leon before and after Raccoon City are way two different experiences (because duh trauma and all that good shit)

so let's start with before Raccoon City

a common thing I see is that he's like a puppy dog which ok yeah

but I'd like to put my own spin on him ok?

anyway

even before Raccoon City, Leon is definitely traumatized from his family yknow…

being brutally murdered

which makes him hesitant to get into a relationship

but when he first meets you, he’s already absolutely smitten

I picture Leon to be a very awkward yet sweet lover

like sure he's had partners before you but I think you'd be the first person he sees a realistic future with

he doesn’t want to ruin anything with you

he may be a 21 year old man

but romance and being in love makes him feel/act like a blushing high school girl

what can he say? he's a hopeless romantic

he's the type to remember small anniversaries at the beginning of y'all dating

and makes somewhat of a big deal out of them

"happy 4 months babe! I got us dinner reservations at (your favorite restaurant) :)"

oh yeah he loves to use pet names

babe and honey are the names he uses the most

chivalry isn't dead when it comes to Leon

always holding doors for you

getting you "just because" flowers

definitely is the type of guy to wait for you to tie your shoe while everyone else is walking ahead

his love language receiving is physical touch and giving love language is words of affirmation

knows you can stand up for yourself but won't hesitate to put someone in their place for you

taking things super slow because he doesn't want to rush into things

didn't actually kiss you until the fifth date

and he asked for permission of course

holds your hand every time you guys go out together

his favorite types of dates would be walks through the park and picnics

it's cheesy sure but classic and he loves to hear you talk

also loves to make you laugh

one of his favorite sounds to exist

has tried to cook a romantic dinner for you once

but got distracted by how beautiful you are and almost burnt the place down

yes he almost died from embarrassment but eating take out and cuddling with you was worth it

mans is such a supportive boyfriend and your #1 fan

he loves to imagine your guys’ future together

when he gets into the police academy he's a bit worried about the relationship

but when he sees your eyes light up and the way you squeeze him once he tells you the news

he wants to laugh at himself for having doubts in the first place

dating while he was in the academy was tough but y'all made it work

was shocked when you agreed to come with him to Raccoon City

but happy nonetheless

wow! everything he's ever dreamed of is coming true

your guys relationship is stronger than ever and you both are on the path to success

what could go wrong??

...Raccoon City is what could go wrong.

so your relationship after the events of Raccoon City is... different

you weren't there with him during that unfortunate night in Raccoon City

he thanks God or whatever higher being for that

truthfully you were one of the things that got him through that fateful night

whenever it felt hopeless, he thought about your smile and the way your eyes crinkle when you do

that kept him going throughout the horrors he saw

also just the fact that he wanted to tell you “I love you” one last time

trying not to throw up when you hear about Raccoon City

not being able to get ahold of Leon was one of the worse things you'd ever been through

finally getting a hold of him and the both of you sobbing into the phone

"I thought you were gone and I was going to be alone-" "I would never leave you. Never in a million years."

when you finally see him, you give him a long hug

you were careful about touching his shoulder of course

he's not exactly the Leon you knew before

the light that used to sparkle in his eyes had been put out

but he still looks at you like you hung the moon in the sky

being there by his side during nightmares and calming him down

helping take care of his shoulder wound for a while

studying up on PTSD to understand him better

squeezing his hand when he gets that faraway look in his eyes

patience and understanding becoming your best friends

doesn't open up right away with what happened in Raccoon City

if/when he does, it's a loooong night of him slowly opening up and talking about it

and you of course listening

holding him and being gentle with him when he eventually breaks down

sometimes he lashes out at you when he's in that headspace

but he immediately apologizes after and that brings him out of it

constantly reassuring him about things

the date nights y'all have now consists of ordering take out and cuddling on the couch

binge watching cheesy sitcom series becomes another way of spending time together

it’s a way of trying to hold onto the sliver of normalcy between you two

he feels bad about not being ready to go out in the world yet but again you reassure him it's okay

embarrassed that you take care of him because he thinks it should be the other way around

he was already protective of you before Raccoon City

but he becomes even more protective after

mans is like a guard dog okay?

he's not trying to be overbearing, he just wants to know where you're going out to incase something happens

reminiscing on his favorite memories with you before everything happened

having you by his side helps ground him when he feels a panic attack coming on

communication becomes more important than ever (even if it's the hardest thing he can do sometimes)

him thinking you deserve better than him

yet being so in love with you that the thought of losing you makes him physically ill

makes sure to tell you that he loves you at least once a day because that’s all he could think about during Raccoon City

no he doesn't tell you about how the government threatened yours and Sherry's lives if he didn't join

that isn’t your burden to shoulder

he tries to do his best with keeping certain details from you

mostly because it makes him sick to think about and he doesn’t want you to worry more

you're the last thing he has from his life before Raccoon City

he wouldn't dare dream of letting you go

can't imagine his life without you

Okay so this was a bit tricky for me! I personally think that Fearless (from Fearless (Taylor’s Version)) and The Great War (from Midnights) fit RE2R!Leon the best. For those who aren’t familiar with Taylor’s music, Fearless is about the start of a relationship and the fearlessness of falling in love. I think that it’s a happy and upbeat love song and perfectly fits RE2R!Leon before Raccoon City. The Great War is about a couple having a rough patch in their relationship, but promising each other they’ll stick together throughout it. Which if that doesn’t scream post Raccoon City Leon then I don’t know what does.

…

Leon may have physically survived that devastating night in Raccoon City, but mentally, huge pieces of who he was had died. No longer was he that bright eyed rookie ready to help change the world. Now he was an ex cop who got an unwanted promotion that only reminded him of the horrors he witnessed.

Hopelessness was something that hung in the back of his mind every day. His smile didn’t reach his eyes anymore. It had only been two months, but he was still constantly on his guard. Even when he attempted to get some sleep, he couldn’t allow himself to relax. Nightmares of what happened in Raccoon City had constantly plagued his dreams. Sometimes he swore he could hear that monster’s loud footsteps down the hallway in the shared apartment.

One of the only things that seemed to keep him pushing through the dark was his partner. Being around you helped calm his racing mind. You were like a warm blanket in the cold darkness his mind had been in the past month. No matter what, your hand was the thing he had constantly been reaching out for.

Small things would trigger unpleasant flashbacks which made his stomach turn. A week ago you had accidentally dropped a pan you were reaching for, and the loud bang sounded too much like a gunshot for comfort. One moment he was in his apartment and the next he was back in Raccoon City. He could smell the rotting flesh and hear the groans of the undead. His breathing had quickened, and he immediately got ready to defend himself from monsters that Guilt ate at you as you attempted to calm him down.

"Leon honey, it's okay. You're at home with me. You’re having a flashback." Your honey coated voice reminded him. This wasn’t the first time he had an episode and it wouldn’t be the last. After a few minutes of reminding him to describe his surroundings and breath, you finally managed to coax him out of that state of mind. It had become second nature for you to remind him that nothing from Raccoon City could get to him anymore. When he finally was able to calm down, he immediately reached for you. Tears had brimmed his eyes and seeing that broken look on his face crushed your heart. Why must good people like him go through the worst things?

The worse thing for Leon is when he would unintentionally lash out at you. He couldn't stop the venomous words that accidentally left his mouth. Punishing for things you never did left a bitter taste in his mouth.

"Jesus Christ, just leave me alone for a moment!" He'd snapped the other day when it had been particularly hard to get out of bed. You had been asking him questions about how he was feeling, and if he needed anything. Just being a caring partner. God the look of hurt that had flashed upon your face was one he could never forget. Apologies had never escaped from him faster than that moment. It was like putting Band-Aids over bullet holes (no pun intended) and he knew that these outbursts of his weren’t fair to you.

You were an angel sent down from heaven, this was something he was sure of. Why did he have to keep flying off the handle over the smallest things? Realistically he knew that you were only human and made mistakes. He knew you were just trying to take care of him. Dark circles had begun to form under your eyes from the lack of sleep you had been getting. That was because of him and his night terrors. His heart ached for you, and he had never hated himself more for that.

Leon was so caught up in his thoughts about you and everything that he hadn’t noticed you enter the small living room. The first thing you had noticed was that faraway look in his eyes. You had called out his name before making your way to sit by him on the leather couch. Hearing your voice made him come back to earth, and his thoughts grew quiet once he saw you.

“Hey love. You alright?” Your voice was gentle as you reached for his hand. He hadn’t hesitated to grab it. Of course you knew he wasn’t okay. Leon usually wore his heart on his sleeve. Your thumb gingerly rubbed his knuckles as you waited for his response. Leon was hesitant to tell you everything he had been thinking. After an internal debate, he figured it’s the least he could do as your boyfriend.

“I’m…sorry for snapping at you the past couple of months.” He finally responded after a moment. You furrowed your eyebrows in response. As much as you had appreciated his apology, it felt like it came out of nowhere. What the hell had triggered this?

“I’m sorry about being the reason you haven’t slept well, and just sorry in general. You deserve better than me.” Words were overflowing from his mouth before he could stop it. He squeezed your hand as he continued. “I don’t know why I’ve been so… awful towards you and there’s just-“

“Leon stop.” You interrupted him. For a moment he seemed like his old self as he looked at her with those puppy dog eyes of his. “Look, I appreciate your apology. But you also just went through a traumatic experience. You’re not gonna just bounce back.”

Scooting closer, you wrapped your arms around his waist. Your head rested on his chest and you could hear his heartbeat. It was a soothing sound, reminding you that your boyfriend was alive and here in your arms. His arms fell into place on your back.

“I don’t care if you think I “deserve better”. You’re what I want, no matter what. I will always be yours.” Pulling yourself back, you cupped his cheeks into your hands. Hearing you vow your love to him like that made his heart flutter. Leaning forward, you planted a soft yet tender kiss on his lips.

Yes, Leon knew that there was no way in hell you guys could return back to the way your relationship was before. He wasn’t the same person as before, but he was slowly realizing you weren’t the same person either. In this moment with you, he knew you guys would survive this war zone inside his head.

He would make sure of it.

#leon kennedy x reader #re2r leon x reader #re2r leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy #resident evil #resident evil x reader #reader insert #taylor swift inspired fanfic #taylor swift #elliessodashop

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Omg I love mas muscled and I'm literally so in love with your fem Ghost ideas! I don't know if you seen (but I'm sure you probably have) those videos where it was just pouring outside with girls in heels and their partner would carry them to the car or over the curb to not ruin their shoes, but I literally can't stop thinking of this scenario with fem Ghost and was hoping you could write it. No worries though if you can't!

So, I haven't seen those videos, but I can picture it so so vividly in my mind and you are correct that Fem Simon 100% would do this. I don't care how much you weigh, she's built like a brick house and can lift just as much. She can (and will) carry you. Also, I know Simon isn't exactly a feminine name, but damned if I can't come up with anything else, so she's still Simon lmao.

It was supposed to be a simple date - just a nice dinner, and maybe getting your groceries for the week if Simon could convince you to let her tag along (the last time she did, she paid for your groceries while you were distracted, leading to some good-natured bickering and the teasing promise that she'd never be allowed to go shopping with you again). Yet, somehow, in the middle of dinner, you'd looked out the restaurant window and had made a remark that it looked rather dark on the horizon.

A half hour later, when you were both heading out the door, the heavens opened and the rain began to pour.

Suddenly, Simon's thankful that she chose the black button-up shirt instead of the white.

"Don't suppose you brought an umbrella?" you ask sheepishly.

"No, can't say I did," she replies.

The rain continues for several more minutes, showing no sign of letting up. Simon's truck is close enough to the door, it's simply a matter of you both getting up the nerve to sprint to it in the downpour.

Puddles begin to appear, and suddenly Simon wishes she would've worn some sort of blazer to put down on it for you to step over so your shoes don't get soaked. Like the men always did in those old-fashioned romance movies her mum used to watch.

Hell, she'd walk outside, lie face-down in the water, and let you tread on her back all the way to the truck if you asked her to. But that's a different matter.

The two of you wait a few more minutes for any sign of the rain letting up, but no sign of luck appears. And as much as Simon loves spending time simply being in your presence, she'd much rather do it in the comfort of your home or hers.

Then, suddenly, as she watches another couple sprint towards a nearby car, she gets an idea. She's quick to clue you in, as she'll need your aid.

"You want to what?" you ask through light laughter.

"Carry you," Simon repeats. "I'll carry you to the truck, you just need to open the door when I get there. Hands'll be full, y'know."

"Why on earth would you want to carry me?"

For a moment, she contemplates telling you the truth - that she likes holding you, likes taking care of you, and likes showing off her strength (purely because she knows you like her showing off) - but she reconsiders.

"Gotta keep your shoes from soaking through," she eventually says. "Y'said they're new, right? Be a shame to get 'em wet."

"Hm?" you say, then look down. "Oh, yeah, I hadn't thought of that... guess chivalry isn't dead after all, huh?"

"Chivalry ain't dead, love," Simon says with a crooked grin, "she's just a butch."

Then, without warning, she scoops you into her arms, one hooking beneath your knees and the other supporting your back. She'll have to tease you later about the little squeal you let out when she lifts you.

She wastes no time sprinting through the chilled rain and towards her truck, both of you laughing along the way. Once you get there, you open the passenger side door just long enough for her to sit you on the seat and retreat towards the driver side.

It was a valiant effort. Nevertheless, you're both soaked.

A moment of silence stretches between you two until Simon turns her head and catches your eye. Suddenly, laughter bubbles to the surface, filling the cab and her heart near to bursting.

You let her kiss you for the first time in that parking lot.

#where is my chivalrous butch lady where is sheeeeee #fem simon #simon riley x reader #simon riley x you #simon ghost x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #ghost x reader #ghost scribbles

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simillia · 2 years

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𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐃𝐎— 𝙙𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙣 𝙨𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙚𝙧.

ᥫ᭡ — 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: a scenario where we discuss the unconsciously enticing behavior of our beloved pillars.

ᥫ᭡ — 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: descriptions of romance, charming routines, suggestive content, and more. relatively vanilla.

ᥫ᭡ — 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: neutral! reader + tengen uzui + kyojuro rengoku + giyu tomioka + sanemi shinazugawa!

𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐍 𝐔𝐙𝐔𝐈; the sound hashira.

 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙤𝙪𝙘𝙝 

— this man is definitely the type to place his hands on the small of your back for guidance. applying, just enough, pressure to keep you moving. but not enough to harm and/or rush you.

— he is the type to grip your jaw between his thumb and index finger, as a way to gather your attention or to simply bring you in for a kiss.

— subconsciously has a habit of running his fingers against the ball of his shoulders when beginning to either train or fight. looking deadly serious.

 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙛𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚 

— speaking of training, tengen has a tendency to warm-up his skills with a flashy showcase; one that caters to the way he handles his blades with ease. a cocky ass smirk on those pristine lips.

— can, and will, manspread against a chair as if he were some sort of mystic being. thrusting his hips to re-adjust his bottoms. hand placed firmly on that muscular thigh.

— has a habit of removing his undershirt with just a thumb and forefinger. yanking it from the back instead of the bottom. fuck !

𝐊𝐘𝐎𝐉𝐔𝐑𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐎𝐊𝐔; the flame hashira.

 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙜𝙖𝙯𝙚 

— could be in a room filled with over a thousand gorgeous human-beings; bodies attractive by societies standards. and he wouldn’t look at none of them.

— he’d solely watch you and you, alone. smothering golden irises trailing your figure intensely. not caring about anyone else. honestly, his eyes would be on you the moment you entered the room.

— is definitely the type of man to admire your beauty without an ounce of shame, running a finger across his lower lip in innocent desire.

 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙢𝙨 

— has a habit of positioning himself directly behind you on a train. tilting those broad shoulders towards anyone who got relatively close. if, by chance, there is seating, he’d offer up his own and allow you to take it. despite the protests.

— will literally offer to take care of any needs. for example, if you were wearing heels on a night out, he’d carry you on his back until you got to where you needed to be. a gentleman at heart.

— he’d be the kind of guy who’d, not only, walk you home but wait until you made it inside before he leaves for his own place. chivalry is not dead with this one.

— bonus; his boisterous laugh. and the way he’ll lean back, possibly slamming a hand against his chest at something hilarious <3

𝐆𝐈𝐘𝐔 𝐓𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐎𝐊𝐀; the water hashira.

 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙞𝙢𝙥𝙡𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙩𝙮 

— will replenish any items he notices are low; need some more shampoo (?) another bottle with literally appear with no explanation of when or how it got there.

— he is not the best at showing his emotions therefore will do little gestures to make up for it. such as, run his hand across the edge of the table whenever you accidentally drop something on the floor. wanting to provide cushion if you were to bump it on the way back up.

— is the type to allow you to do anything to him; braid his hair, apply makeup, lay a wig— anything! though, he’ll remain blank-faced the entire time.

 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚 

— is the type to play with your hair, dragging fingers against your scalp as he listens to your read one of your favorite books. simply loves the sound of your voice.

— has a knack for memorizing everything. if you mention wanting a certain sword, book, or set, prepare to have it appear at your doorstep. and will leave reminder notes around— say, you’re to forget something.

— observational skills are at the maximum when it comes to you. whenever there is a change in mood or a doubt, he’ll always be able to tell. he might ask, but will never pry.

𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐌𝐈 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐆𝐀𝐖𝐀; the wind hashira.

 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙤𝙛 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 

— will simply pat your head as a form of comfort, affection, and encouragement. though his words may seem brash, that physical expression will contradict venom each and every time.

— but he also has no problem gripping you by the base of your throat to either bring you closer to him or to put you in your place. opting to squeeze gently, if you happen to piss him the fuck off.

— he is usually the type to bellow in anger however do not purposely provoke him because he is the type to lower his voice immensely when handling his jealousy or annoyance with you.

 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙫𝙤𝙞𝙘𝙚 

— remember the voice thing (?) yeah, well that is the most attractive trait he has. especially first thing in the morning when you’ve just woken him up. those next couple sentences are going to be hoarse, deep, and sleepy.

— has a habit of getting firm when faced with something he doesn’t like; except he will not raise his voice at you. instead he’d smoothly but aggressively will tell you to stop with the bullshit.

— grunts and groans when working out, body just littered with sweat. as each set gets more challenging, so will the noises falling from those plump lips.

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twentydaysofdrabbles · 2 months

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Imagine Papyrus being completely lost in this budding relationship with you. Romance is dead but chivalry isn't, as he likes to say. As a monster who had no interest in a romantic or sexual partner before you, he never had to learn how to date.

So how does one go about wooing a date mate?

Well, he starts with the smallest of things. Warming your compression gloves for you before bed. Setting your room to a comfortable temperature so you're neither too cold nor too warm. Pressing your clothes for you so they're extra neat when you put them on next.

Then, he goes a little further. An extra cup of coffee for you when he makes his own. Perfectly cooked and carefully packaged meals left in the fridge for when you get home late after work. Sneaking into the Hotel's break room to put your lunch in there if you've forgotten to take it with you.

Papyrus cannot be said to be a subtle man - look at him! The Great and Terrible Papyrus, loud in voice and personality, subtle?

Perhaps it would surprise you then to know he is very quiet in his affections for you. It's the little things that count. And it's certainly not because he had to research how to properly romance one's datemate, and definitely not because he knows he'd make a fool of himself with grand overtures of romance.

No. As it turns out, Papyrus is as softly loving as his brother when it comes to you. Behind closed doors (or in an abandoned alley, for Sans), he is your loyal, doting monster. And he will do anything for you.

#the concierge #mafiafell au #drabble #mafiafell papyrus x reader #papyrus x reader #mafiafell papyrus #imagines

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anniesannex · 5 months

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You’re so Art Deco

Chapter three

Hey I’m sorry I was gone for a bit but I’m back and I have chapter three!

“So this is the titular Johnny Cage.” Grace smirked as she leaned against the counter.

“You must be (Y/n)’s roommate.” Johnny out stretched his hand as Grace shook it. “Johnny Cage, but you probably already knew that.”

“Grace, and she’s my best friend so you better treat her right.”

“Will do Grace!” He turned to look at you. “You ready to go, Doll?”

“Of course.” He held out his arm as you took it and he led you outside of your dorm building. “Nice car.”

“Thanks Doll. It’s a 1993 BMW 325i convertible. I found it at a junkyard right before I got famous and fixed it up in my spare time ever since.” He opened the door for you as you stepped into the car.

“My daddy always said you don’t want a red, white or black car. White and black because it’s hard to keep clean and red because it gets pulled over more often. Which I learned later wasn’t true.”

“Is that so Doll?” He turned the keys in the ignition. Starting the car and driving off. “What I meant to say up in your dorm is you look gorgeous.”

“Thank you Johnny, I thrifted most of this outfit actually. The only things that I bought first hand are the hair clip, the shoes and the earrings I’m borrowing from Grace.”

“They’re nice. Where are they from?”

“Vivienne Westwood. We both have loved her since we were thirteen. Her parents are more well off then mine so she got a lot of Vivienne which meant I got to borrow a lot of it.”

“I understand. Is there a store in LA?” Johnny asked, genuinely curious.

“I think there is, why?”

“No reason.” Johnny paused. “We’re almost to the restaurant.” You were humming a tune you liked on the radio.

“Oh sick. I love Italian food. It reminds me of when Grace and I would help her Nona cook. I enjoyed it.”

“So you like to cook I see?” Johnny inquired.

“Are you kidding?!” You smiled. “I love it! Sometimes I wished that’s what I majored in.”

“What are you majoring in?”

“Communications and Broadcasting. It’s basically like being a film major but more exhausting and you’re more insufferable.” You laughed. He chuckled with you as he turned into the restaurant. As he backed up to park, he put his hand on your seat and you felt your cheeks flush. “You’re better at parking than I am to say the least. Last time I tried to do that I just gave up and parked a mile away.”

“I’ll have to teach you then.” Johnny smiled as he got out to open your door and help you out. “Damn Doll, Monica Bellucci has nothing on you.”

“Thank you so much Johnny.” He walked with you to the door, opening it as you walked into the place and up to the host stand.

“I’m sorry Miss we’re not taking any-oh Mr. Cage! Right this way!” The host led you two to a table as Johnny pulled out your chair for you.

“And to think people say chivalry is dead.” You smiled as you sat down.

“For someone as gorgeous as you are, I’d move the sun if it was bothering you.” Johnny sat down as her stared at you. “So what do you want to drink?”

“Mind if I get a martini?”

“That’s a very sophisticated drink.” Johnny commented. “I like that.”

“Thank you.” You commented as you read the menu.

“Hi my name is Blair, what would you too like to drink?!” A young girl came up to you two.

“Hi Blair. She’s gonna have a Martini and I’ll do whiskey in the rocks.”

“Okay great I’ll be right back with those!”

“So Johnny are you working on anything right now?”

“I just got the script for a new movie but it’s nothing I’ve ever done before.”

“Really what type of movie is it?”

“It’s a romance.”

“Oh, what is it about?”

“It’s about a set of spies, who hate each other having to do a mission together. So there’s still gonna be action but it’s also gonna be a romance.”

“That’s really cool! I’ll have to check it out when it’s out.” You continued to scan the menu before setting on the lemon ricotta pasta.

“So what are you doing in your classes?”

“Right now I’m taking Art history, Radio and Podcasting, psychology, and cinema history.”

“Oh Radio and podcasting? That’s interesting! Do you enjoy it?” Johnny asked as you grinned.

“It’s so much fun! One of the things I do is I’m the night DJ, luckily all of my tracks are prerecorded or else I’d never leave the station.”

“Yeah I bet.” Johnny chuckled as he looked over you again. “You have such beautiful eyes.”

“You’re really too sweet Johnny.”

“So do you guys know what you want to eat?” Blair asked as she put the drinks down.

“I’ll just have the lemon Ricotta Pasta.” You smiled at her.

“Oh that sounds good! I’ll have the same.” You and Johnny both handed her back the menus. You took a sip of your drink as you started into his blue eyes. “So tell me more about yourself (y/n).”

“Well Grace and I are New Yorkers, we’ve been friends since we were kids, I’m twenty-three, I love cats, I like to read and watch films and television, I like drinking coffee, I love to cook, I love fashion, I have a younger sister, my parents are divorced, and I love music. What about you Johnny?”

“Well I’m from Venice Beach, I also like to read, and also like to watch films and television, I love to act, I’m an only child, I love martial arts, I love cars especially fixing them up, it was something I picked up in childhood, I also love music, I’ve been divorced twice, I have a daughter, I like drinking coffee too, and I’m more of a dog person, but cats are cool.” You listened intently as he told you about himself.

“You know how to fix up cars? My one friend’s dad was a mechanic, I always wanted him to teach me so I can become a car girl.”

“(Y/n) I could teach you, if you’d like. Depending on what car you have and what year it is, it should be easy.” Johnny seemed to be opening up more. “So you and Grace have been friends since you guys were kids?” Johnny Leans in, as he looks deeply into your eyes you can tell he is listening intently.

“Yeah of course, we’ve been best friends since we were five! I genuinely don’t know what I would do without her.”

“I can tell she also feels the same.”

The two of you continued to chat as you sipped on your drinks.

“Here’s your food you guys!” Blair dropped off your food. You guys were so focused on your conversations that you had forgotten you had even ordered. “Sorry about that wait.”

“Thank you Blair.” You both said in unison. “You’re totally fine.”

“Just let me know if you need anything else.”

“We will.” Johnny smiled at her. “You ready to eat? This looks so good.”

“I’m so ready to eat.” You picked up you fork and slowly started to eat. “This is really good.”

“You’re right (y/n), this is really good.” You two ate as he asked you questions. “Do you like to travel?”

“I’d love to if I ever have the money to. I have so many places I want to go to.” You answered honestly. “What about you Johnny?”

“Oh I love to travel. When Cassie was little and I had to film overseas, I’d always bring her something back.”

“That’s really sweet. I’m sure she appreciated them.” You smiled at the thought of him gifting his daughter little things for her to have. “My one friend studied abroad in France. I would’ve loved to go but my dad was sick at that time.”

“I’m sorry (y/n). One day I’ll have to take you to France. Do you know french?”

“I know some. I took it in high school. But I’m rusty.” You two chuckled. “Do you speak any other languages.”

“I know French. And the tiniest bit of Japanese.” Johnny gazed in your eyes again. He seemed to be enjoying the moment. “Do you know any other languages?”

“Well I know some Italian from Grace’s Nona. She’s from Italy.” You paused as you took a bite. “I can read it better than I can speak it though. All her recipe cards are in Italian.”

“Well being able to read in a language is important. I’m impressed, Doll.”

As you guys finished your meal Blair came to your table, her red hair shining in the candlelight.

“Do you guys need anything else or do you want the check?” She asked, brightly.

“Do you want anything else, Doll?”

“I’m fine, but if you want something else I’ll split it with you.” You replied.

“Okay we’ll just take the check. Thank you so much Blair.” Johnny spoke to her. “We really appreciate it.”

“It’s not a problem and I’ll get the check!” She smiled as she walked away. A few moments later she came back with the check and some of those mint chocolate candies. “Here’s this. Have a good night you too!”

“Thank you Blair, have a good night too.” You both smiled at her. Johnny pulled out his card and placed it in the booklet. As you popped one of those candies into your mouth.

“Johnny, I can cover my half. It’s fine.” You fished for your card in your purse.

“(Y/n) I’m not going to let you do that.” Johnny looked up at her.

“Okay if you insist.” You let him cover the check. “If you want I can cover the tip if you want.”

“I got it too.” He smiled as he pulled out what looked to be three hundred dollars.

“Wow, you’re a good tipper too. You can’t get any better.”

“She’s nice, plus I used to be server at one point so I understand the struggle.” Johnny laughed.

“Don’t remind me.” You groaned. “I do not want to think about that right now.”

“So are you a server now or were you at one point?” Johnny asked.

“Yes. It’s awful.” You laughed as he chuckled.

“I understand. I’ll have to book a reservation in your section one night.”

“Oh god. I look so different at work than I do now.” Blair picked up the check as you spoke. “Thank you Blair.”

“Really? I bet you still look gorgeous.”

“Please I look awful at work.”

“I don’t believe that.” Johnny stated. Blair placed down the check again and he put the $300 under his glass. “Have a good night Blair.”

“You too Mr. Cage!” He smiled as he wrapped his arm around your waist.

“So Doll, wanna come back with me and split a bottle of wine?”

“I’d like that.” You spoke as he opened the door for you.

“Then let’s go!” He walked you to his car, opening the door as you got in.

“Thank you Johnny.” He shut your door and jogged over to his side.

“It’s no problem. Anything for you (y/n).” Johnny got into the driver’s seat. “Ready to go?”

“Yeah I should text Grace real quick though.”

‘Hey Pookie! I’m going back to Johnny’s for a bit.’

‘Okay Pooks, have fun. ;)’

‘I will!’

Johnny pulled out of his spot and began driving. One hand on the wheel and the other holding yours.

“Would you want to help me run lines too?”

“Sure. I do have to let you know I’m not winning best actress this year.”

“I think you could, (y/n).” Johnny spoke as he continued to drive. Sometime later you pulled up to his place. It was just as extravagant as you I thought it would be.

“You have a nice house.”

“Thanks Doll.” Johnny parked in his garage and led you into his home.

“Mind if I take my shoes off?” You asked “I Grew up in a shoes-off household.”

“Go ahead, I was just about to ask if you would.”

“I remember when I lived with my mom, she’d said to me ‘bitch don’t wear no shoes in my goddamn house!’ I still live by that.”

“Is your dorm shoes off?”

“Of course!” You chuckled as he walked into his wine cellar.

“Do you prefer red, white, or rosé?” Johnny asked, looking through the bottles.

“Red is perfect!”

“Red it is.” Johnny came out with an expensive looking bottle of wine. “Let’s pop this open and we can start running lines.

“Okay, prefect!” You smiled as he poured you a glass.

“I’ll explain the scene we’ll be practicing. It’s a scene I’ve had trouble with on my own.” Johnny poured his own bottle. “You will be reading for the character, Olive and I will be reading for my character, Theo. We’re spies who hate each other and in this scene you are angry at me because I might have compromised the mission.”

“Okay I can do that.” You smiled as he handed you the script. “So I just read for Olive?”

“Yes.”

“Okay awesome.” You paused as you scanned your lines for the first time. “I can do this.”

“Let me know when you’re ready.” Johnny smiled at you.

“I’m ready.” You smiled back at him before your expression changed. “I cannot Believe you Theo!”

“Of course you don’t.” Johnny rolled his eyes. “It’s always what you want.”

“Theo, you might’ve just compromised our mission! For what? Some girl you wanted to sleep with?!”

“Maybe if you didn’t act like you hated my touch this would be easier!”

“We’re supposed to be pretending we’re married! And that does NOT say that we’re a happy monogamous couple!” You paused to breathe. “I mean Theo, did you think?!”

“You know what Olive?!”

“What?!” You were taken by surprise when Johnny kissed you. Pulling away you stared at him, a pinkish color graced his cheeks.

“I’m sorry (y/n).”

“It’s okay. Do you like want me to go?” You paused, grabbing your phone. “I can like call an Uber. Or something..”

“No, please stay.” You kissed him back.

“Okay. I will.”

#johnny cage x reader #mortal kombat #johnny cage #johnny cage smut #mk1 2023 #sugar daddy! johnny cage #chapter three #youre so art deco

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teenage-mutant-ninja-freak · 2 years

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date night with the boys! (poly edition)

ok so, first things first they tried (key word being tried) to do a group date night, it did not work.

it was mayhem, it will never happen again.

Raph

Raph gets you first

ok, they tried so many different methods and going with the order in which they asked you out seems to work best

Raph is more than ok with this.

very big on going out with you

mainly to the rooftops, the way the city lights make your eyes glitter never gets old to him

he’ll bring a blanket and a flask of hot chocolate and you’ll sit up there for hours

poor baby gets insecure and always ends up saying “sorry” for the “boring” date

but you love every second of it

he also adores when you guys cook together

he’d never admit it but he likes seeing you give him orders

kinda gives him a little tingle down there

but he’d never tell you that

obviously

also, he is a gym bro at the end of the day

he;ll take you on training dates

do these often end with you on top of him after you’ve both laughed yourselves to tears?

yes. so?

that’s no one’s business.

Leo

so, surprise surprise, he’s big on romance

who would have guessed?

he’s old school, too

gets you flowers and chocolates and the whole shebang.

I’m talking candle light, rose petals, those things that blow out the essential oils and all that shit

also a big fan of coffee dates

he loves to check in with you

know how you’re feeling, what he could do better, if any of his brothers are stepping out of line and he needs to beat the shit outta them talk to them

the usual, y’know?

but he is a gentleman through and through

late night dates he has you home at the agreed upon time, he opens the door for you, he pays.

chivalry is not dead, it’s just in turtle form

obvs you are a little more forward than he is

sitting on his lap, trying to make out with him, being as seductive as you can

he never lets it show but it’s destroying him

he so badly wants to have you

but he holds back

self control master over here

Mikey

oh this sweet lad

can barely contain his excitement for your first real date

he waited so long as well

well.... 2 days but that’s an eternity in Mikey time

Mr. Physical affection has arrived

he’s a big fan of activities

no “just do whatever” or “wanna hang out?”

nope, he wants structure to what you’re doing and he wants it to be fun and fast paced

lots of game nights

you kick ass at dominos and dance dance revolution

so you made it more interesting

strip dance dance revolution

that ended with Mikey nearly twisting a testicle which was a sight to behold

he still says if you hadn’t intervened he would have done the move perfectly

you call bullshit

omg also competitions!!!

everything is a race or a contest

he “lets” you win

but really he’s just so distracted by how beautiful he finds you that he ends up losing.

Donnie

oh my sweet, soft boy

so this boy loves a good movie night

you both curled up, cuddled together on the couch

nothing could be better

fun fact, Donnie was so nervous on your first date together that you slept with him that night to get it out of the way and to get him to actually make eye contact with you

he can’t see you naked and then not look you in the eyes

no matter what you have planned, you always end up in some deep conversation

you wanted to go bowling?

end up talking about how folklore effected the black death

star gazing?

“what are clouds actually made of? Like how does any of that shit work?”

he always entertains your theories even when they are bullshit and based off nothing but the drunken hole you’ve dug yourself

philosophy comes up a lot as well

“Donnieeeeee?”

“Yes?”

“If the trolley thought experiment was real.... would you save me instead of 5 strangers?”

“In a heartbeat, my love”

he’s just the cutest.

#tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt donnie #teenage mutant ninja turtles donnie #tmnt leo #tmnt raph #teenage mutant ninja turtles raph #tmnt mikey #teenage mutant ninja turtles mikey #tmnt x reader #tmnt poly relationship #poly relationship #teenage mutant ninja turtles x reader #y/n #tmnt y/n #tmnt imagine

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Symphony of date No. 10

Sawamura Daichi x Reader

Part 2

Plot : What's the best feeling you ever had ?? 4 times reader felt like having best feelings but one time, she was sure that this is the best feeling that she will cherish forever. A/N : Images are not mine. Credits to the owner. Likes, Comments and re-blogs are appreciated. Please don't steal my work. Enjoy ;) Warnings - English is my second language.

Master List

So, there you were, on your 10th date with Daichi, arriving fashionably late by 11 minutes (who's keeping tabs, right?). Well, apparently you are, marking each date on your secret calendar with red hearts and circles. It's like your own undercover mission!

You dressed up in that cute floral chiffon sundress, paired with your favorite handbag, feeling like a vision of elegance and grace. You were secretly hoping that this time Daichi would beat you to it. But, as luck would have it, he was the early bird of this romantic duo.

Then, the moment of intrigue arrived - you found Daichi, scrolling through Instagram, a habit he swore off. "Aha, someone's smitten," you teased him, watching him swoon over the photos from your past dates. Daichi, caught in the act, blushed like a ripe tomato.

In a sweet and almost cinematic move, he stood up and pulled your chair out, proving that chivalry was not yet extinct. You couldn't help but give him a little theatrical swoon and quip, "Thanks, Ichi, and they say chivalry is dead." You added a sly grin for that extra touch of charm.

The scene was set at a cozy, candlelit Italian restaurant, the kind of place where romance and dreams intertwine. The mood was perfect, and the world seemed to slow down, allowing you to savor each moment with Daichi.

The date was a feast for the senses. The garlic bread was like a fragrant invitation, the pasta dish a creamy delight, and the chocolate lava cake was, well, pure dessert heaven.

However, Daichi's behavior was intriguing and mysterious. He appeared a tad jittery, like he was drifting into a world of his own, and it left you puzzled. Was this the moment when he'd break the news? Your heart raced with curiosity.

Unable to hold back your inquisitive spirit any longer, you took a deep breath and decided to broach the subject. "Daichi," you began, "I've noticed something different in our recent dates. Is there something on your mind?"

Daichi snapped out of his daze, looking genuinely surprised. He cleared his throat, his eyes locking onto yours, and your heart felt like it skipped a beat. This had to be the moment of truth, right?

But Daichi had other plans. "I'm sorry, (Y/N)," he confessed, "I've been lost in thought, trying to find the right words."

Your heart sank - you were convinced this was the preamble to a heartbreaking revelation.

But then, Daichi took a deep breath and, with newfound determination, said, "I've been reflecting on our time together, and it's been nothing short of magical. You mean the world to me, and every second with you is a treasure."

There was tension in the air, but with another deep breath, Daichi mustered the courage to declare, "I want more than these wonderful dates, (Y/N). I want to make this official. Will you be my girlfriend?"

Your eyes widened, and your heart soared. It wasn't a breakup; it was a love declaration! Relief and euphoria washed over you like a dreamy, sun-kissed ocean.

Without a moment's hesitation, you beamed at Daichi and replied, "Yes, Daichi, I'd love to be your girlfriend."

Daichi's face lit up like a constellation of stars, and he reached across the table to take your hand. The confusion of the day seemed to evaporate as you shared a dreamy, heartfelt moment, relieved and ecstatic about your newfound commitment.

The night continued with laughter, warmth, and the shared dreams of your future. It was undeniable that you were stepping into a thrilling new chapter of your relationship, where dreams and reality merged into a beautiful love story yet to be written.

With every passing moment, you realized that this could be the prelude to something magnificent, and that perhaps, the best feeling was yet to come.

V- Chan's Dilly Dally

Finally part 2 came. Next part will be sooner than this and I would do my best to complete this series before October, as won't be able to write in next 2.5 months due to my exams.

I'll do my best to update you guys with short drabbles and incorrect quotes.

Join me for taglist by commenting for the same

Love you all.

B-Bye

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rafecameronsbadussy · 2 years

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Under the stars

Summary: Rafe and reader go out for a night of romance under the stars. On their outing they hit a big milestone in their relationship.

Warnings: slight exhibition (nothing too public no one is around), fingering, oral (male receiving), penetrative sex, unprotected sex

My work is not to be plagiarized.

A/n: Please forgive me for any mistakes I edited this 3 times but I have the attention span of a chipmunk so by the end of the story I am somewhere else. I’m praying somebody actually reads this. Have fun, sweethearts. <3

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You finished up styling your hair before grabbing your phone, keys, and throwing on Rafe’s grey sweatshirt that you “borrowed” and a pair of black yoga pants. Suddenly a notification popped up on your phone. Here princess. You smiled and crept out the door, blankets, and pillows in arm. Careful to not wake your sleeping father.

Your smile grew as your eyes set on Rafe making his way out of his truck. He skipped over to help you with the items and kissed you hello.

“Hi,” you giggled.

“Hi,” he smiled down at you. You both set forth to the car and began your drive to the mystery location.

“Have you been here before?” You pestered your boyfriend glancing over at him. The soft street lights you passed illuminating his features.

“Quit trying to figure out where we’re going it’s supposed to be a surprise.” He replied glancing over at you, interlacing his fingers with yours.

“But I like knowing things!” You whined.

“Well this will be good for you then.” He remarked.

“Excuse me, what’s that supposed to mean?” You questioned, still mesmerized by his features.

“You’re what some would call nosy.” His sapphire eyes locked with yours momentarily as he pointed your conjoined hands at you.

Your jaw dropped as you faked a gasp, “I am not,”

“I don’t blame you. You just get bored easy.”

“I can’t believe you would say that.” You replied still faking offense before he gave you a look. You burst into giggles. “Okay, you’re right though.”

“I’m never wrong. In all the years you’ve known me I would’ve thought you’d have figured that out.” He said before kissing your hand, as you giggled more. “And would you look at that we’re here.” He said putting his truck in park. You involuntarily grinned as you tried and failed to figure out the location.

“It’s Falling Waters park.” His eyes locked onto yours as you grabbed both sides of his face leaning in to kiss him. You got carried away from the ethereal feeling of his soft lips fitting with yours. His warm tongue slid past your lips as you wrapped your arms around his neck pulling him close. Both of your cheeks a rosey hue at this point.

You slowly broke the kiss to come up for air “It sounds beautiful.” You gazed into his sparkling eyes both your hearts swelling, due to something in the air.

“Come on, baby.” He smiled getting out of his truck, meeting you on your side of the car. He opened the door and you jumped out, both of you gathering the blankets, pillows, and snacks.

You gasped “You got my favorite!” You said grinning ear to ear at the sight of your favorite candy and chips.

“Of course,” he smirked over at you, finding it adorable how excited you got over a simple gesture. You both spread out the blankets and pillows across his truck bed. He climbed up first, offering you his hand.

Taking it you remarked, “And they say chivalry is dead.” You cuddled into his side pulling a blanket over your laps.

“Well they haven’t met me.” You turned admiring his lazy grin illuminated by the moonlight. He wrapped both arms around you and pulled you into his chest, stroking your hair.

“No they haven’t.” You giggled gazing up at the stars and full moon. The combination of the sight above and being wrapped in Rafe’s arms elicited a deep peace within you. Cracking open the snacks you looked up to the constellations and basked in the simple moment as you innocently chatted.

“This is wonderful thank you hon.” You said eating a piece of the candy.

“Of course baby. You know I’d do anything for you.” He sounded adorable, talking with a slightly full mouth. You tightened your arms around him, snuggling further into him. You had both expressed how deeply you cared for one another but you have yet to say those three great big words. Maybe it was your shared commitment issues or maybe it was the great value society placed on those three words, but neither of you had gotten around to saying them.

Rafe began lightly running his hand up and down your side, making you squirm. He chucked which further egged on your growing arousal. You lifted your leg to rest on top of him and you noticed his partial erection.

“Baby, how long have you been like this?“ you asked smirking at him.

“Hm not too long. Just ever since I saw you in my hoodie.” He muttered close to your ear

“That long?” You chuckled, moving to straddle him. You looked down being met with his cock straining against his grey sweatpants.

“There’s no resisting you, baby.” He smirked up at you his hands flocking to your hips. You rolled your eyes, shaking your head.

Your smile grew as you leaned down locking your lips with his, slowly rolling your hips against his growing erection. You whimpered into the kiss as he slid his hand under his sweatshirt, breaking the kiss to pull it off of you. He admired your lavender lace bra and the way the moonlight struck your features.

You ran your hands under his shirt, exploring his toned abdomen. He then sat up allowing you to pull his t-shirt off. You tossed it to the side as both of your chests rose and fell dramatically out of excitement.

His lips attached to your neck hitting your sweet spot that he had memorized. You let out a moan as your eyes involuntarily shut. “Fuck,” you muttered. Your core ached and you knew a damp spot was beginning to form in your panties.

He started to work at your pants sliding them off of you, as you returned the favor. He pushed your panties aside feeling the wetness pooling at your core. “So worked up for me, princess.” He grumbled moving his lips to yours.

He teased your entrance with two fingers making you break the kiss, whimpering against his lips. He briskly reached behind you unclasping your bra and pulling down your panties. “Please,” you begged, breathing heavily.

“Please what?” He smirked, amused, forehead resting against yours.

“Please use your fingers.”

“Whatever you want, Y/n.” With that he inserted two of his long digits into you. He slowly started stroking your velvety walls.

“Mm go faster.” You whimpered.

“What’s the magic word?” He pestered getting significant enjoyment out of your state.

“Please, please, Rafe.” With this he chuckled speeding up. You moaned out burying your face in the crook of his neck, digging your nails into his shoulders. His other hand snaked down to your clit, rubbing figure eights. You were a whimpering mess, putty at his touch.

That familiar bundle of nerves in your abdomen began to tighten as your walls contracted against Rafe’s fingers. “I’m so close, baby” you muttered.

“Come for me, sweetheart.” With his words you fell off the edge and cried out his name. Your chest rose and fell rapidly as you came down from your high, the chilly night air cooling you off.

Rafe whispered sweet praises into your ear, “You did so good for me.” You sat head resting on him for several moments, catching your breath.

As you gained your energy back and exited your phase of hypersensitivity, you remembered your plans. Smirking against him, you reached down and began lightly tracing his erection. You heard Rafe sharply inhale at this.

“You’re always thinking of your next move aren’t you?” He joked, smiling.

“You can’t get anywhere without a plan.” You giggled pulling your head off of him to lock lips with him once again. You pulled away, hooking your fingers in his boxers. Rafe groaned as his dick sprung free. You reached down to stroke his length he leaned his head back, eyes clamping shut.

“Fuck, baby.”

You leaned down and licked a stripe on the underside of his cock. Gazing up at him admiring his state. His glazed over eyes watched you intently, getting off on the sight in front of him. You slowly started taking him into your mouth, keeping eye contact. He groaned lacing his fingers into your hair. Pulling it into a makeshift ponytail.

You bobbed your head up and down as he moaned your name. Your hands pumped what you couldn’t fit into your mouth.

“Shit you’re so pretty.” He groaned out, making you moan against his length. Your current appearance was just as arousing to him as the pleasure he was receiving. You could tell he was getting close, his dick twitching in your mouth.

“Fuck Y/n, I’m gonna come.” You continued relentlessly bobbing your head up and down. “Shit” he muttered, holding your head in place. He shot his warm load down your throat before pulling you off of him. “Now swallow like a good girl.” He growled keeping fierce eye contact. He watched intently as you obliged. Further aroused, he pulled you in for a sloppy kiss, tasting himself on your tongue.

You subconsciously circled your hips against his, whimpering into his mouth. He then wrapped his arms around you to flip you onto your back. He started placing sloppy kisses along your jaw while cupping your breasts in his hands and pulling at your nipples. He trailed his kisses down to your breasts and began working his magic.

“Rafe,” you moaned out squirming under his touch. He smirked at the evident effect he had over you.

“Tell me what you want.” He spoke into your ear, before sucking on that sweet spot right where your jaw meets your ear.

“Please. Fuck me.” You replied face scrunched. He chuckled amusingly against your neck which further sped up your breathing. “God Rafe, I need you.”

With that, he lined himself up and slowly slid into you making you feel each inch of his cock. He groaned out as he buried his forehead in the crook of your neck. You turned into a moaning mess as he slowly slid in and out of you.

“Fuck you feel so good, princess” he muttered into your ear. He began speeding up his pace, your sweaty bodies pressing together. He held one hand on your waist holding you in place and the other was dancing on your clit. You dug your nails into his back, whimpering, the feeling nearly too euphoric to take.

He sped his pace up even further as both of you released your moans into the night. The stars danced above as you shared one of the most intimate acts with the man you cared for above everyone else.

Moonlight illuminated Rafe’s face as he pulled back from your neck to lock eyes with you. Your walls of silk pulsated against his length while your eyes stayed trained on his. Your heart skipped a beat at the sight, while your chest still moved up and down fervently.

“I want you to look at me when you come. Can you do that, baby?”

“Mhm,” you nodded as he pounded into you relentlessly. You were both dangerously close to falling off the edge, the moans between you confirming that.

“Come on baby, finish on my cock.” He muttered out, furiously rubbing your clit. Your hands reached up to run your fingers through his hair, the new pressure on your clit eliciting a loud moan from you.

Your walls convulsed around his twitching dick as you both neared your ends. You were a whimpering mess while both of your chests rose and fell rapidly. You gazed into his beautiful baby blues and with one final thrust, Rafe spilled his load into you as you simultaneously let yours out.

He pressed a sweet kiss to your temple. “You did so good for me, pretty girl.” He grumbled, his voice slightly raspy. He gently pulled out of you admiring the mess pooling out of your entrance. He leaned down to clean you up, licking his lips after.

You exchanged a sweet smile before he laid his head down on your chest, both of you catching your breath. He reached up to twirl your hair between his fingers. You wrapped your arms around him rubbing his back, pulling the blanket back up. You gazed back up at the stars and muttered “Thank you, this was perfect.” Your heart felt, full.

“I’m glad you’re happy.” He mumbled his head buried in your chest.

“You seem pretty happy too.” You giggled, dragging your fingers through his hair. Rafe groaned in contentment.

“It’s hard to be anything else around you.” How did he know exactly what to say to make your heart flutter?

You took a shaky inhale feeling the the weight of what you were just about to admit. You stared out at the moon briefly before looking back down at him.

“Rafe,”

“Hm,”

“I love you.”

You felt him grin against you., “I love you too.”

It felt so good to admit it. You loved him. He loved you. You pressed your lips to his head and held him the tightest you ever have because he was all that mattered.

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Winterfest'23 Fandom Term Dictionary

Hello all!

Here's a little list we compiled of common fandom terminology to help you guys with your sign up forms!

Many of these terms have multiple different definitions that depend on the situation, but to keep matching easier and to make sure no one receives content that might make them uncomfortable, we tried to come up with simple definitions for this event's purposes.

Relationships and Shipping

Shipping means simply relationships between characters. Character names separated by / refers to a romantic relationship, whereas & signifies platonic or friendship. So asking for Chivalry/Rurisk means you want the two to be romantically involved and Chivalry&Rurisk would mean that you want to see/read about the two being just friends.

Please make sure you use the correct forms in your request and offer, this is important for matching purposes.

You can add as many ships as you want to your request.

Gen/genfic

Not focused on romance or sexual relationship, for general audiences

Smut

Smut is shorthand for sexually explicit content. We know that's not everyone's cup of tea, and that's why it's important to be clear whether you want to receive or create some or not. Do not add smut if your giftee didn't specifically say they want it/are okay with it.

PWP

Porn without plot. despite the name, PWP stories can have elements other than sex, but the sex is the most important part

Dubcon and noncon

Dubious consent and no consent, these terms refer to fanworks with consent issues. As these can be very triggering to people, do not include these in your gift unless your giftee has specifically said they're ok with it.

H/C

Hurt/comfort. A character is sick/injured/harmed in some way and is cared for by another character. Usually expected to have happy endings.

NoTP

NoTP refers to ships a person does not want to see. If your giftee mentions they don't want to see a certain ship, do not add it into your gift, even as a background ship.

BroTP

Two characters as BFFs, this is your fave pair of platonic soulmates, not romantic or sexual

OT3

A throuple, a romantic/sexual relationship between three characters

Crack/crackship/crack pair

A ship between characters that might have never met in canon, weren't alive at the same time or are in some other way an extremely unlikely or hilariously impossible match.

Alternative universe, usually refers to stories set in the modern world or some other specific age or setting like space, ancient Rome, steampunk or Louis XIV's Versailles

Canon divergence

A fanwork that differs from canon but not as extremely as an AU, usually because the creator changed a major canon event. What if Fitz hadn't died in the dungeon but gone to trial instead? What if Kettricken had died of the poison instead of Rurisk?

Canon Compliant

Fanworks that do not deviate from canon. Missing scenes or scenes told from a different POV, for example, what was going through Patience's mind when she heard about her husband's infidelity?

Fluff

Teeth-rottingly sweet, nothing sad or angsty here. Antidote to sadness, fluff fics are cuteness for the sake of cuteness. Ignore the Forged ones roaming the forest, we're playing with mice and having ginger cakes in a cuddle pile.

DDDNE

Dead dove, do not eat, or Exactly what it says on the tin, refers to fanworks with extreme subject matter like SA, vore, necrophilia, bestiality. Used to signify that the work contains exactly what the tags say. DO NOT USE THIS TAG WITHOUT CLEAR WARNINGS FOR WHAT THE DDDNE CONTENT IS

Squick

Squick is a trope or a thing that gives a person the creeps, not enough to be a trigger but still something they don't want to see/read about.

Bashing

This means content created just to express dislike for a character or a ship. While this can be fun and a good way to vent, WF is not the place for it. This is a positive event, please don't request or offer bash content. If you dislike a character or a ship, just mentioning that you don't want to receive any content with them in your request is enough.

Prompt and tropes

Prompts are ideas for your gift maker to draw inspiration from. Feel free to add as many as you can think of. Moods, songs, scenes, anything can be a prompt. Try not to make your prompts too restricting or overly detailed, they're supposed to be for inspiration, not an order.

Tropes are themes that reoccur in fiction and media. Friends to lovers, arranged marriage, fake dating etc.

#realm of the elderlings #rote #mod post #winterfest2023 #winterfest 2023

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mutatiio · 5 months

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hc + 💌 for a romance-themed headcanon.

headcanon meme!!

romance doesn't come naturally to maul. he doesn't even really care about it. during his apprentice years, he looks down on people who are in love, who would give their life to another person (as if he isn't giving his own life to sidious). he never sees it coming until it slaps him in the face and it's too late to run from it. there are certain verses where any sort of romance is just... impossible. like during the c.lone wars - unless the relationship somehow began in his younger years. he's too hellbent for those years. and then too paranoid right after the order falls. he's just!! difficult!!

but even while in a relationship, he's not particularly romantic. not the sort to arrange dates or cook a meal. but he's fiercely protective and loyal to a fault. anyone who aims to hurt anyone maul has any sort of affection for will die screaming.

anakin loves with his whole heart and it is very intense. he will die for you and he will kill for you (neither are exclusive to romantic relationships, but it's extra intense for those).

he's very romantic. is the sort to arrange dates. will cook and while he's decent at it, he will attempt something overly complicated and ends up ruining it. he watches a lot of soap operas and definitely steals tricks from them. corny, but he's so earnest and dazzlingly in love that is usually just endearing. he will be bringing his love on a speeder ride to somewhere calm and quiet, will lay out a blanket and will stargaze with them. is also the sort to pick any pretty flowers he finds and brings it to them.

bode was never a no attachments jedi. spent a lot of his time as a spy - away from the order and from other jedi. his outlook on the 'rules' became somewhat jaded.

still, he was slow to really let himself fall in love with tayala. had much more to do with trust than anything the jedi might have taught him. he's a flirt, but he adores the person he's with. practically worships the ground they walk on. and he's SUCH A SAP. chivalry is NOT dead and bode is making sure of that.

dryden doesn't really do romance and if he does, it's a lie. most (i won't say all because who knooows) of the people he 'dates' are like little projects to him. a 'how quickly can i ruin you' project. though that's not exclusive to romantic relationships. pretty much every relationship he has is a game that he very much wants to win. what's he winning?? hard to say. maybe a bet he made with himself and the only prize is getting to hurt someone.

#thank yoooooou <3.#spoiler: they're all idiots. just different types of idiots.#⸢ headcanon ⤑ maul ⸥ always remember.#⸢ headcanon ⤑ anakin ⸥ unapproved mission.#⸢ headcanon ⤑ bode ⸥ wonder where you are.#⸢ headcanon ⤑ dryden ⸥ i never ask twice.

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Samsa

So me and @fromtheboundlesssea talked a long time ago about who she would consider for Sansa outside of Jon, and she said Sam Tarly. And you know what. Yes! I thought that would be so cute so I have started writing something.

Here is a sneak peak.

Sansa finds a unlikely kindred spirit in Samwell Tarly. They find comfort and pleasure in many of the same things such as books, music, and even fabrics and dancing though Sam was a bit clumsy at the last. He’s fun to be with. The last person she felt she had any fun being around had been Margaery Tyrell for a short, blessed time. Sam brought out the girl she thought had been killed within her when Ramsay had bent her over their marriage bed and made Theon watch as he took the last bit of innocence she had left.

Sam is so very easy to speak with and she finds herself confiding in him things she knew was best not to trust anyone with and yet she unconsciously, slowly bloomed under his gentle, soft attentions. She told herself at first it was because he reminded her of a very large little boy, like Hodor, but that wasn’t true. Sam was very much a man. He was just very different from any man she had ever known.

He had a mind as bright as a burning star, but like a star, you did not often appreciate the value of it until all was dark and it was the one thing that could lead you home. And his heart, he had this great, big pulsing heart filled with love and loyalty. He had a sweet sense of humor too that made her grin despite herself. And he was so very kind and gentle. And where he had the mind of a scholar, he has the soul of a knight. He had loved stories of chivalry and romance as much as she had when she was a girl. But Sam was not a fool.

He wasn’t fast to admit it or take credit for it, but he had a large part in helping Jon win the votes for Lord Commander. Sam took advantage of Cotter Pyke and Denys Mallister hating each other by having them each back Jon as an alternative candidate over Janos Slynt. At the mention of Janos Slynt she had fallen quiet, sullen. Of course observant Sam noticed this and asked her what was wrong. She told him then of how Janos Slynt gleefully been the one to push her father down for Illyn Payne to behead and how she had prayed for a hero to cut off his head in turn for his part in her fathers unjust death.

“The Gods answered your prayer, be the old or new, my lady. Janos Slynt is dead. Jon himself was the man to take his head for insubordination at the Wall.” Sansa didn’t realize she was crying until she felt Sam brush a tear from her cheek and then offer her his kerchief. The silk had seen better days, worn and stained.

“You should tell Jon about Janos Slynt and his participation in your fathers death and share in this small justice for your father.” Sam had suggested, turning his face away for her to wipe the rest of her tears with his offered handkerchief.

Sansa had taken that advice. One evening, when they were sharing a meal together, Sansa opened up to Jon that night about the day their father was beheaded. About Janos Slynt.

“I knew he had a part in Lord Starks death, I just didn’t know how much. He was proud of it, calling me a traitors bastard and was always saying how he was ‘friends’ with the king and the Lannisters.” Said Jon and Sansa took his hand, giving his knuckles a squeeze.

“But you slayed him, you got justice for our father, even if it was just one participant in his death. Thank you, Jon.” said Sansa. Jon gave her a smile, a little strained with years of grief, but genuine. In his eyes, Sansa could also see some relief behind the icy grey. Killing didn’t come easy to Jon, Sam had told her. Each death, no matter how justified it may have been, was like a stone added to a bag on Jon’s shoulder. A heavy burden that Jon always carried with him.

Some days Sansa and Sam didn’t speak at all, they just sat in Winterfell’s library in comfortable chairs in comfortable silence. A plate of lemon cakes and mugs of hot cider would be on a table between them as they sat in front of a warm, crackling hearth a book in each of their laps.

#sam x sansa #sansa stark #samwell tarly #rare pair #asoiaf #a game of thrones #ficlet

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