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#fandom: fandom: serval x force
dogloveri23 · 8 months
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Pairing: Gepard x reader Warning: Angst A/n: I've been waiting to start writing about honkai star rail men! I'm finally joining the fandom. I hope hsr players enjoy this one! UID:713436764
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You stare at your watch once more as your fingers tap frantically against the table. "Late again?", The waiter asked you pouring you another glass of lemonade. You smile sadly at him a bit embarrassed by her keen eye. "He's just busy, it's not easy being a silver mane guard after all", You say faking a smile but you knew everyone could see through the facade. You weren't the best at faking your emotions. Every move you made displayed your emotions clearly. You were an open book.
"Right, he's the captain right?", She asked. She was clearly trying to make small talk. You would have been jumping at the opportunity on a usual day but right now, you didn't want to speak about Gepard. "Yes"
"You bagged a keeper", She smiled. Of course, she would say that. Everyone always said that. You said it to yourself- drilled it into your mind how lucky you were to have him. Even if you came second to everyone and everything. To Bronya, to Belobog, to Serval, to his duties and even to outlanders. You force a smile and nod at her statement. You couldn't stay here anymore. You were tired of the pitying looks and glances. The sad smile they sent your way.
You down your drink and slam your payment on the table. You smile at the waitress once more before leaving the store in a rush. Their gazes swallowed you up and made it hard to breathe. You wanted to cry. You rush to Serval's workshop. She was fun to hang out with and you were close friends. Right now, you need her comfort.
You barged in, startling her and her guest. "Sorry Serval, I-", you start but are stopped by the two blondes staring straight at you. "Oh, hey Y/n", She cheered with a large grin quickly gathering the attention of Gepard. "Oh, hey love", He blushes. he usually did when he spoke to you in front of his sister. It made you feel special but right now, it made your blood boil.
He walks up to you about to give you a peck. You walk away leaving him flustered. The tension had built up. Even Serval could feel it. "I had come to see you, Serval. But I think I'll move that meeting to a later date", You mumble glaring at Gepard. He looked confused. It made your eyebrows crease the longer it took for him to realize why you were mad.
"Are you Ok love?", He asks softly trying to touch you once again. You move away once more. He realized you were mad at him. "I just got back from our date"
His face dropped. He'd forgotten. You could tell from his blank expression followed by his averted gaze. "I was there for three hours Gepard like always. I waited for you, like i always do and look where that got me", You say to him feeling your chest tighten. "I'm sorry I-"
"I'm done Gepard. Let's end this."
"Whoa Y/n calm down. I'm sure Geppie got carried away", Serval tried to ease the situation and yet you didn't want her apology. You were done.
"Love, I've been busy. I-I just got carried away. I promise it won't happen again"
"I don't want your apology Gepard. I've heard it a million times. You'll be late for the next date and the next. I'm saving myself the trouble."
"I won't, I swear to you in the name of Landau that I won't", He begs grabbing your hands. His eyes pleaded with yours and ye you only blankly stared.
"Don't do that Gepard, you wouldn't want to shame your family would you?"
"I wont, Y/n! I pro-"
"Gepard please", You say removing yourself from his grip. On a normal day, you would have fallen right back into his arms as soon as he muttered an apology but today was different. You weren't sure what was so different but you didn't feel like giving into his pleas.
You walk away shocking even Serval! "Y/n please whatever this is, I'm sure that the two of you can resolve it", Serval says but you don't respond. you weren't surprised she'd try to plead on his behalf but this time, it wouldn't work, you were done.
"I'm tired of coming in second Serval. I don't think that's something he can change. "Y/n please", he says following you. He wouldn't let go easily. That was what attracted you to him in the first place but now you wanted nothing more than to leave. "I'm going to find someone else Gepard. Someone who'd pick me over everything", You say glaring at him once more before leaving the store and ignoring him. You weren't going to come second anymore. Not to him. Now to anyone else.
Part 2?
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delusionland · 3 years
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❤️ for remy ;)
He wants more, huh? The problem is, Remy never knows how much he has to offer. He feels vapid, sometimes, just an ache, just a thief, just a liar, just a scoundrel. He cannot offer the softness, the loyalty he wants to, or at least, never at the same time. His mind & his hands move too quick for his heart. Remy’s always left wanting more even while he’s the one leaving. 
That’s how you keep people---his heart says. You give them the choice to keep wanting you. Because there’s no way they’ll stay if they're forced to take all of you, all the time, all your moods & energy & side-switching, all your darkness beyond the games & the heavy reponsibilities you’re forced to carry, and the cavern beneath the tight rope you walk. You’re the only one who can lean over both sides and still smile on one leg. If you guided anyone else down the thin trail of your love, your affections---they’d be swallowed whole by your lack of humanity, the fact that all you are is masks & roles & allegiances by birth & time & indiscretion instead of willful choice.
Maybe he gives people so many choices that aren’t really choices, that are just him running away, because he feels he’s never had a choice himself, except to run away---or to hold on, just long enough for something valuable to slip through his fingers.
Thieves and their gambles, no? He can pick a lock with his teeth, and he knows he’s a good kisser, he knows he’d feel all the fireworks---the energy, the heat, the dance---if he kissed him on the mouth, if he rolled lips & tongue together in perfect harmony, if he crawled in Pietro’s lap and rocked, nice and slow... and it would all be for show, to prove he could do it, prove he could rise to the challenge of other people and their expectations of him, even if he cares for Pietro, even if he wants Pietro, it would be about what he wanted, what he needed, instead of Remy’s shell of a self---And then it would be over as soon as Remy learned the proper routine to keep him happy, and he’d be left to pick up the pieces of his life alone when he had just started a new one.
Pulled to Pietro’s arms, he mumbles, sullenly, in his ear. “Y’ don’t know what y’r askin’ for...” But so close to the cockshell of his ear, close enough to touch & taste & feel after so long pretending he didn’t need any of that kind of sensation---he places just-so parted lips where Pietro’s strong jaw meets his long, exquisite neck, breathes in deep & lets himself taste him closed.
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