#i havent had my full name up in awhile!

[wooldawn]

Hiiii Meschelle ❤️ I'm wonder if you use some lighting mod in your game ? Have a great day 🌞

ಠ_ಠ how do u know my name

also yes, i use milk thistle by softerhaze

#reply #replies #i havent had my full name up in awhile! #also its meshelle btw but also forget

[girlboybug]

California Gurls

"warm, wet n’ wild, there must be something in the water."

or the one where joel hasn't been to california in god knows how long, but, one thing's for certain. he loves, california girls.

what’s playing 🎧 : california gurls by katy perry

pairing : joel miller x cali!girl reader

word count : 2k

CONTENT WARNINGS : SMUTTY HEADCANON LIST, age gap, public sex, light themes of exhibitionism, heavy petting, bikini fetish, is that a thing? it is now. unprotected sex, breeding kink, creampies, oral f!receiving, blowjobs, doggy style, riding, multiple orgasms, dacryphilia, switch coded joel and reader, joel still leans towards top/dom, edging, forced orgasms, drunk/high sex

TRIGGER WARNINGS : umm i honestly can't think of any besides sex under the influence of both alcohol and weed but neither joel and reader are sober so its all around consensual as always :) if i missed anything plz lmk!

a/n : hi baes, im sorry that ive been slacking on uploading, ive been a bit burnt out, and i recently just got a job! so i fear my uploading may become more scarce but i will try my best to not let it get too bad.

ive had this au in mind for awhile n thought a headcanon list would b perfect hehe and i might make it a full fic in the future. i have a very special fic im almost done with and then a few more requests, thank u to those patient ppl who requested it, i promise i havent forgotten abt u!!! anyways sorry this is so long kjjdsjhdjsj plz enjoy and if there is anyway i can make my writing more inclusive pleaaase let me know!

joel didn't even want to be in california, but it was on the way to where him and ellie needed to go, and it was supposed to be just them two passing through, nothing less, nothing more.

but then, and of course there's always a but, on the journey both joel and ellie stumble upon a beach.

a beach with you.

culture shock for joel, like immediately. it's almost like the virus never spread to california, specifically their beaches. girls girls girls, all clad in the skimpiest bikinis and swimwear he's seen in years - or ever actually.

ellie convinces him to stay, just for a little while, and of course, he obliges, begrudgingly. the begrudging feeling and furrow in his brows slowly melts away when he's left to unwind in the warm sand, wandering eyes traveling across the beach's very underdressed inhabitants.

he lets ellie play in the water, he's more than content enjoying the view surrounding him in the sand.

you’re quick to notice the newcomers, instantly excited upon meeting new people

you make it real difficult for joel to maintain eye contact while he talks to you, he feels like he needs to physically hold his eyes in place so they don't drift down to the way your tits spill out your bikini top

he can smell the salty water, the semi sweet and unforgettable scent of sunscreen and a hint of coconut on you, and it's honestly mind numbing

and when ellie begs to stay in california for a bit longer than they planned, he surprises both himself and ellie when he jumps to say yes.

NSFW UNDER THE CUT

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you make joel never wanna leave california. when it's dark out, with the beach left empty and void of half naked and sunburnt people, it becomes a space for just you and joel.

he loves fucking you right on the sand, loves setting up your bright pink beach towel across the sandy floors just to push your face down onto it, smushing your cheek until your pretty lips pucker and sob his name when he bullies the fat head of his cock into your fluttering hole.

it was so easy getting joel to crack and fuck you, it didn't take much convincing, if anything, it took more convincing on his part to not bend you over upon immediate introductions. but when he finally lets himself have you, it's all he ever wants to do

it was a massive shock that he could keep up with your stamina, he's like what, 56? and you're a 20 something year old full of life and energy and yet he was giving you a run for your money, almost making you tap out when he forces a third orgasm of the night out of you

he loves to drag his tongue across your skin, loves to sink his teeth into the junction of your neck and shoulder when he fucks you from the back, he loves tasting the remnants of the ocean that lingers on your skin

loves to sneak off with you behind the lifeguard tower, and he loves hearing you plead with him to give you some attention.

he loves to make you beg for it. he loves pushing those tiny bikini bottoms that cover not enough, just to lap and lap and lap, at your soaked cunt.

loves to eat it til you cry, he doesn't stop until you have to push him off. he loves it when he gets to flip you on your tummy, he pulls your hips up and buries his face in your pussy, licking you up until your legs shake and can barely keep you upright, but it's okay, he's always there to keep you in place.

you enjoy feeding his ego when you tell him he's the best you've ever had, which isn't a lie

but the way he forces your knees near your ears when you whine about how his cock is the best, and the way he plunges in so deep you can feel him kiss your cervix, makes you feel like you'd say anything else he wanted to hear to get him to keep fucking you like that

sometimes he just can't keep his hands off you, so he'll pull you away to the secluded part of the beach, and make you ride him

oh you love riding him. you like feeling the slight shift in dominance that occurs when you get on top. you love pushing his chest down, letting his back connect to the sand, tons of little grains getting lost in his hair when you keep him down like that, fucking him the way you like, using his fat cock like your personal toy. 

you don’t care about how sensitive he is, you make him take your tight cunt, he's the one that wanted this, so it's only fair he finishes what he started after all.

it's your turn to only get more turned on when you see his pretty brown eyes line with tears when you're fucking him through his second orgasm back to back.

you're insatiable when you're like this, drunk on his cock, and drunk on the power trip of being in control. you’re unable to stop your hips from rocking down onto his, guiding his fingers to your needy clit.

you lower yourself down to his chest, kissing his freckled shoulders, teeth grazing over his collarbones when he's whimpering in your hair, feeling too much everywhere but he doesn't tell you to stop, he takes everything you give him

loves pulling you into his chest when you've ticked him off, he keeps your back to his front, he spreads your legs and keeps them open with his ankle hooking around your's.

his strong bicep, that you love, keeps you in a loose chokehold, his free hand teasing your soaked cunt, bringing you to the edge of release just to rip it away from you. he loves kissing your sunkissed skin, feeling the warmth from being in the sun all day while he whispers for you to, shut the fuck up and behave.

his fingers circle around your clit, switching between that and burying his thick digits in your aching hole, scoffing when you sigh and whimper in relief when he pushes his middle finger in

doesn't let you finish despite your pleas and cries

he's so mean when he's mad at you. :(

he takes your bikini bottoms, pocketing them away and tossing you his flannel if you're gonna complain that much about being bare even though you're practically naked 99% of the time.

you immediately go home, throw his flannel over a pillow and hump it, trying your best to focus on the scent that wafts from his flannel, and lingers on your skin, pretending the friction you felt was from his fingers

you love getting back at joel, like when you're sitting at the tiki bar, and he's trying his best to converse with your friends

you'll snake yourself in his arms, hopping onto his lap while he sits in the barstool, accidentally letting your wet bikini bottoms soak his drying swim trunks

you also unintentionally squirm around in his lap, 'not realizing' you're grinding your ass right on his hardening cock, looking up at him in faux concern when he starts stuttering and stammering mid-convo

he grips your hips, his fingers digging into your warm skin, silently warning you

you don't heed his warnings, naturally, and instead hop off his lap, announcing to the group that you've decided to go for another session in the water, leaving him to awkwardly swivel his barstool away as to not flash his aching erection beneath his swim trunks to all your friends.

of course joel always gets the last word, he's pulling you away from the water, tugging you along with him by the rocks near the shore the furthest from everyone

little girl is gonna learn today, he mutters to himself, and you have to hide your squeals of excitement, knowing he's gonna fuck you stupid

and that he does, he makes you work for your orgasm, and that’s only if he feels nice enough in the moment 

he has you on your knees in front of him while he leans his back against the sturdy surface of a large rock, his hand resting behind your head while he grunts for you to take every inch of him down your throat 

s’what girls like you are good for, i’nt that right baby? 

your cunt flutters at his words, he always makes you tingly from just speaking 

when he’s about to cum he can never decide which is better, seeing your pretty face covered in his seed or watching you swallow it down without a single flinch 

before you, joel hadn’t done anything like this in like, 20+ years, so when you think you’re done, you’re not. 

his cock stays hard sometimes, and he’s more than willing to use you over and over until he’s satisfied, not that you complain, you’re always so pliable and compliant for him. 

he sits you up, pulls you into his lap and makes you put it in, loves watching his fat cock disappear into your greedy cunt, sucking him in and wrapping around him like a tight glove. 

holds your hips down and keeps you in place while he fucks up in to you, tugs your bikini top down and sucks on your chest, tongue messily dragging all along your salty skin, teasing your sensitive nipples with his teeth 

sometimes he’ll play nice, he’ll rub your sweet little clit, cooing and kissing at your neck and cheek when you collapse in his chest, rutting on his cock while he fucks you through your all consuming orgasm. 

buries his face in your neck to breathe in your scent when he’s close, whispers to you if you’ll let him cum inside, and you always say yes 

grunts a few utterances of your name when he cums in you, he slowly fucks his cum inside you, the wet sound from your grinding bodies turns him on more than he can even describe, addicted to how it feels and how it sounds 

loves to slowly pull out, and watch his cum leak from your hole, loves knowing he’s the first and only one, who gets to do that to you. 

and when he’s at your small place, with ellie being at a girl her age’s place for the night, he unwinds in your bed with you, passing a blunt back and forth

you give him sips from whatever fruity alcoholic drink you’ve concocted that night, giggling mid kiss when you taste the mixture of a mango pineapple drink and weed on his tongue 

and he always gets the munchies on nights like this, but not for food

loves devouring your pussy when he’s high, he’ll make his way on top of you, eyes ablaze, mouth parted with low breaths, eyeing you down like you’re his prey 

you try to tease him by closing your legs, but that’s fine, he can work with that

he grabs your ankles, taking them in one big hand, pulling you down towards him before he lifts your legs up by your ankles, smirking to himself when he pushes your panties to the side and dives in tongue first 

he can eat you out for hours, he’s just so hungry, and he can’t get enough of you

and when you’re shaking, trembling, struggling to breathe, he loves watching the violent jerk your body makes when he pushes his cock inside your messy and soaked hole, loves holding you down while you shake beneath him from your burning orgasms you just had back to back 

fucks you nice and slow, wants you to feel every single inch, and every single vein inside of you, wants you to know who’s fucking you this good

and when he can’t hold off on leaving california any longer, he tries to convince you to come with him. and in the time that the pair has stayed in california, ellie has grown to like you, and naturally joins him in his pleas, begging you to come along with them. 

and as much as you want to go along with them, you can't get yourself to leave. california’s your home, and it could be their’s too, you try to tell them, but you both know where the other belongs. 

when he leaves, he kisses you hard enough that you pray it bruises into your lips for the rest of your life. 

you make him promise to try and come by at least every summer, and with a wide smile, he says he can do that. 

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[kaimxri]

Missed

Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley x Reader (She/her)

Warnings: Blood, sad ending, pregnancy.. probably very ooc ghost... i havent played cod in awhile pls Summary: Simon is not as observant as he says he is.

A/N: First fic in a while, go easy on me aha! Word Count: 3.3K

Ghost never thought he’d find love. True love. Not like the type of ‘love’ shared between his parents, shaped by fear. He thought he didn’t deserve it. Giving his life to the army, he always accepted that he would work there until he dies. He was fine with this. Fine with coming back to an empty house, fine with having no one to talk to, fine with not having someone who loves him as much as he loves them. He was fine the way things were. Until he met her.

Her name is Y/N Y/L/N. And she is Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley’s whole world. His heart beats for her. His house is full of her. His mind is swimming with thoughts of her. They’re partners, both in life and work. Working together proving effective for their captain, despite their out of work relationship. They constantly push the other to the limit and help each other calm down on the other side. Competition is a regular occurrence between the long-time couple. Bets on who can clear the building first, who gets to the safehouse first, most takedowns etc.  ‘Healthy rivalry’ as they like to say, but the team knows that it’s just an excuse to get sexual favours from the other half. That didn’t change throughout their relationship, constantly keeping up the fun, suggestive competition. A new bet is put in place, ready for the mission they have just been assigned. A quick, easy mission. Clear a 5-story building, get to the safehouse, get back to base. The bet? Who can clear the building and get back to the safehouse first. The reward? You don’t want to know… “Y/L/N, Status update?” “All clear on the 2nd floor, heading to the rendezvous point now. Try to catch up old man.” A chuckle crackles through the comms. “Good to hear. I’ll be waiting for you.” “Don’t tell me you’re already there.” Ghost lets out a laugh. Her deadpan tone showing her disappointment at losing yet another bet. She had lost the last three bets, although she had yet to tell Simon why she had been slowing down… “You lost the bet sweetheart. You gotta pay up.” “Can’t exactly give you your reward over the comms, can I Riley?” “Not what I had in mind, there’s a dusty old queen-sized bed with our names on it right next to me.” “Classy, Ghost, classy. Ever heard of wining and dining? I am a lady, Simon. I need to be wooed.” “You’re the farthest thing from classy Y/N,” He cannot hold in his laughs whilst he speaks, “Just last week you couldn’t keep your hands off of me in the- “ “Finish that sentence, Simon. I dare you.” Despite the threat in her words, no true malice is intended. The thought of her partner waiting for her in a cosy shack spurs her on. Unlike Ghost, she always knew she would end up falling in love with someone. Getting married, having children, falling in love? That was always going to be her future. She was always a hopeless romantic. Her life changed when she saw Ghost for the first time. The mystery, his aura… she was whipped. He was always so dark and cold towards her. She had to chip away at his walls, bit by bit. The soft core was worth the effort. He was everything she dreamed. Funny, protective, loving. Her family love him, approve of their relationship. Everything was perfect, about to be even better. “Alright, alright… I yield,” He gives in to her teasing, “How far away are you now? It’s cold in this house.” “I think you’ll find that is your heart my love,” Ghost laughs sarcastically at her dig, “and I wouldn’t exactly call a shack with one room a house. I’d say it’s more of a- “ Silence. The comms goes silent. Simon felt his heart drop to his stomach. “Y/L/N? Y/N? What’s happening? Answer me, Y/N.” “Ghost,” The comms crackle, the sound of gunshots ricocheting in the background, “ambush… I’m down.” He was already running out of the door, following the tug of his heart. She can’t be too far away. “I’m coming, just hold on sweet girl. You hear me? I’m on my way, you just need to hold on for me.”  He couldn’t hear any gunshots, but the feeling of death floats through the air. Remaining in the treeline, his eyes follow along the impromptu battleground. Praying to anyone who will listen that Y/N will just stroll up to him any moment now, a sarcastic joke about the guys aim. His hope is broken when his eyes catch on the body of his love, lying out in the open. Blood pouring from her abdomen. His thoughts stop as he sprints up to her body, fingers reaching towards her pulse. Thanking the world for her still thumping pulse. “Y/N? It’s alright, you’re alright. Just got to keep breathing and keep your eyes on me. You can do that. I know you can do that.” His shaky hands reach for the comms strapped to his shoulder. “Evac needed; Y/L/N is down,” He takes a second to steel himself, “I repeat, Y/L/N is down.” His attention is stolen by the woman on the floor, reaching a bloodied hand up to his cheek, calling for his attention with a weak smile on her face. “Simon…” She sounds so weak already. Ghost takes hold of her hand and brings their intertwined hands to his lips, kissing the back of her hand, trying to send comfort down to her. “I know, I know. You’re okay. Let’s move you somewhere warm, we’ll be out of here soon.” Panic is starting to creep into his mind, clouding his thoughts. He reaches up for his comms again, ready to give anything to ensure her safety. “Can someone respond?! Evac needed! Y/L/N is down.” His voice leaves chills. He’s desperate. His demeanour breaks as he makes eye contact with his love, “Please…” he begs. Simon Riley has never begged for anything in his life. But he’s never had something to beg for before. “Please help her, she’s lost so much blood already.” “We hear you, Ghost. It’s going to be a while. There was a second ambush on the other side of the compound, multiple casualties. It will be about two hours until we can get to you.” “Please, please. Help us. Send someone, anyone. I’ll do anything-“ “I’m sorry Ghost. There’s nothing I can do. It will be two hours.” “Hey, sweetheart? You hear that? Just gotta hold on for two hours. You can do that; you can do anything. Let’s go to the safehouse, yeah?” “Shack,” She starts. He leans down and picks her up. One arm under her knees, one hand under her back. Her scream of pain rips through his body, sending phantom pain through his mind. He tries to hold back his tears and calm his racing heart. He didn’t want to cause her anymore panic. She takes a deep breath, “Safe shack.” “Wait ‘til you see it, then you can tell me if it’s a shack or not. You gotta keep those eyes open though. We’re nearly there.” It takes about ten minutes to traverse back through the woods to the safehouse. The small wooden hut lightens some of the fear in his heart, knowing that he could stabilise her here. “It’s still a s-shack.” She whispers, not wanting to use her energy on speaking. “Okay, it’s a shack. You’re right.” She’s not. But now is not the time for joke arguments. The door is pushed open by his foot. Crossing the small space, he places her down onto the old bed. Thankfully, there is a fully stocked medical cabinet in the bathroom. Ghost retrieves the necessary supplies and gets to work stopping the bleeding. Unbeknownst to him, Y/N’s eyes followed him as he ran around the room, collecting bandages, hot water and stitching supplies. He still has his mask on, ironically masking his own emotions. His eyes still gave him away, Y/N can read him like a book. Fear was the most present emotion. As he knelt next to her bedside and began to work, Y/N whispered to him. “Tell me something.” “Like what?” “A story. Make something up.” “I’m not really a fairy tale type of guy, sweetheart.” Simon huffs out a laugh. “Could’ve fooled me. Just anything, please.” Ghost thought for a second, before a memory shot to the front of his mind. “How about the time Soap screwed a mission because he fell down the stairs?” Y/N smiles brightly and nods her head at him, urging him to continue with the story. “Yeah? Okay.” Simon shifts his body, so he has a better view of her wound. The sight of it stealing his breath, fogging his eyes. He couldn’t let his mind lose focus, he had to get the wound shut. Steeling his voice, he begins his story. “It was our second mission together, and I still didn’t trust him as far as I could throw him. But he was good at his job. We split up in this old office building. We started on the 70th floor, I went right and Soap went left. He was a bit quiet on the comms, only gave updates after a floor was cleared. Peaceful, much nicer than it is now.” “You love Soap.” Y/N interjects, knowing the bromance they shared rivalled that of their own romance. “Love is a strong word, Y/N/N,” He deadpans, “So, we worked our way down this building all the way down to the 1st floor. Most of the targets were on the ground floor and our plan was to meet on the first-floor balcony to ambush in sync. I get there first as I work a lot faster, as we established today.” He leaves a brief pause for the couple to share a laugh, although Y/N’s was a bit more sarcastic. “I’m waiting there for Soap to give the signal that he finally cleared the floor above and was on his way. The comms clicks on, and then thud, thud, thud, crash. He fell all the way from the top of the stairs, right to the railings of the balcony. The target and his inner circle were having a meeting just below the balcony and they heard everything. I’ll never forget the looks on their faces when they saw us on the balcony, and I’ll never forget the look on Soap’s face when he had to explain to the captain how exactly our cover was blown. Absolutely priceless…” By the time he had ended the retelling of his humorous memory, he had managed to finish stitching up the wound on her abdomen. It was not neat by any means, but it would keep it shut and keep her alive. He takes his eyes off of her wound to look at her face, her eyes were shut. Panic rises in his chest again, shooting forward to hold her face in his hands and shaking her head slightly. “Hey, open your eyes baby,” Y/N’s eyes crack open slightly, and turn to stare intently into his own. “There you are. Let me get the fire started. Then we can relax for a while.” The flames in the fireplace crate dancing shadows across the room, gliding over the couple holding each other close on a small bed, talking about whatever came to their mind. “There’s no way you want to have a cockapoo when you r-retire.” Y/N’s voice is still weak, Ghost notes, but at least she’s talking. “Why not? Or a German Shepherd.” “See that makes more sense.” “What about you? What do you want to do when we retire?” Y/Ns breath stills for a second, thinking about the secret she’s been keeping for a while. “I… I want to get a dog… and some cats.” “Cats? Never struck me as a cat person.” “Oh yeah, big cat person…” She thinks for a second before rushing out a, “What about kids?” “What about them?” “Do you want any?” Worry gnaws away at her chest. “Got to get married first, Y/N/N.” Y/N inhales a shaky breath and looks Ghost in the eyes. “Well, we don’t have to…” “You don’t want to marry me? I’m wounded sweet girl, wounded!” Well, it’s now or never she thinks to herself. The huge secret that she’s kept to herself for a few weeks now is going to be out there, and Simon will finally know. She doesn’t know whether to be excited, worried or scared. “Of course I want to marry you, you big softie. But… we don’t have to wait until after we’re married…” “What do you mean by that? Y/N/N? What’s going on?” Her hands move to rest over her barely there bump, and as she looks back up at her Si, she can almost hear the cogs in his brain putting the pieces together. “What… since when? How?” “I think you know how. You were there… I hope. I found out a few weeks ago.” Simon gets a bit angry at this. You got hurt, badly. You weren’t even stabilised and here you were telling him you are pregnant and have known for a few weeks now. All of this would have been avoided if you would have just told him when you found out. “Why didn’t you tell me? I wouldn’t have let you come on any of these last few missions. I would’ve spoken to the captain, got someone else to come instead.” “That’s why I didn’t tell you. I wanted to do my last few missions with you.” “Y/N you should’ve- Wait, last few missions?” “I’m retiring. This is my last mission.” She turns her head to watch him as he paces through the room, but a bolt of pain stops her in her place. Her pained gasp is loud enough to stop Simon in pace, spinning on his heels to hold her hand in his. He checks her stitches and sees they’re still intact. “It hurts, Si.” “I know, I know it does. I’ll see how much longer we have to wait. Stay here baby.” “How long until evac is coming? It’s getting worse… Please, I can’t lose her. She... She’s pregnant.” He pleads into the comms, leaning against the side of the hou- shack. His head cradled in his hands, trying not to break down. “It will be about 30 more minutes. I’m sorry, Ghost. There’s nothing more I can do. Just hold tight.” With a grunt of frustration, he kicks off of the wall and heads back into the shack. Her eyes are closed again when he gets back into the shack, so he rushes over to her and shakes her gently again. “Hey, hey. Talk to me Y/N/N. Tell me about our future, about our kid.” Her eyes open a slither and fall to lock in place with his. She thinks for a second, “H-how many do you want, Si?” she whispers. “As many as you want. We can raise our own little army if you want.” “An army of little Riley’s?” She smiles as brightly as she can, tears lining her waterline, “I like the sound of that. What about pets?” “A dog and two cats,” He shuffles closer to her on his knees, holding her hand tight in his, “What house are we going to have sweet girl?” “A small one. J-just enough space for our family. Maybe a cabin… Like that safehouse we stayed in a couple of months back.” “The one near the lake? We can do that. Just gotta hold on. Now long now.” “Si,” She gasps, “it hurts to t-talk.” “That’s okay, save your energy. I’ve got you... Here, I’ve got another story for you. The first time I saw you, it was the most important day of my life. Still have to thank Price for recruiting you. Never thought I’d fall in love ‘til I saw you. You called me Ghosty. I pretended to hate it, but I loved the name. Still do. Though you only call me it behind closed doors now.” He sends a wink her way, she barely smiles back, “You were so chatty, Soap was instantly drawn to you. Both of you such chatter boxes. Even though I didn’t partake in the conversation, I never clocked out of it. I hung onto your every word. You couldn’t stop laughing and smiling, but then Price came in and your whole demeanour changed. The happy chatty woman turned into a stone-cold soldier. It was quite attractive. Price paired you with me for your first mission with the team. He thought I’d have no remorse in taking you down if you turned out to be a traitor. He was definitely wrong about that.” He takes a glance at her tranquil face, her eyes still watching him, a faint smile painted on her lips. His eyes trail down her body to see her chest faintly rising. You were still holding on. “You were- are, an amazing soldier. A task is given, and you execute it precisely. No questions asked. Soap started to get jealous with the number of times I chose to be paired with you over him. He soon put the pieces together. Figured out my crush. Wanted to become my wingman, but I didn’t let him. I thought I didn’t deserve anything good like love in my life. I still don’t. Then came that mission. We were stuck in the safehouse for a week. Being trapped with you for so long forced my feelings to the surface. You kissed me in front of the fireplace, through the mask though. ‘You liked me’, I thought, ‘you actually liked me’. I took the mask off for you later that night when we slept together for the first time. When you fell asleep on me, I fell even harder for you. I realised I was in trouble… realised you were it for me. I was going to marry you, have kids with you, get a house, retire and grow old with you. We’re still going to do that, sweetheart. We are going to have that life, together. You’ve just got to hold on for me.” He squeezes her hand tighter than he ever had before. He goes to speak again but is interrupted by the crackle of the comms. “Ghost, evac are on their way. Should be there in five minutes. Signal your location.” “You hear that? They’re coming, you’re going to hold on for me, yeah?” “Y-yes. I’ll stay with you. I love you Si. So much.” “I love you too. I’ll be right back, I just have to signal the helicopter.” Simon releases her hand and rushes back outside, throwing a flare out onto the ground. The hum of helicopter blades has him beaming with hope, he rushes back into the shack to grab Y/N and bring her outside. “I see them, let’s get you outside. Y/N?” No response. Her eyes are glassy. Still. “Y/N?” Ghost’s voice is quiet, barely above a whisper. “Y/N?!” He rushes to her side, skidding onto his knees. The chipped floorboards tear at his knees, but he pays no mind to the stinging. His shaking hand reaches out for her own, still hand. “Baby? Open your eyes for me sweetheart, come on. Open your eyes. It’s okay, we’re going to be okay. We’re going to retire, yeah? Raise our baby. Get that house and the pets. Going to grow old together.” No longer having the strength to hold back, the dam breaks. His sobs rack through his body, screams claw the back of his throat. “Please,” He begs, “Please don’t leave me like this,” His hand lifts to rest over the barely visible bump, “Please.” Simon lifts her limp body into his lap, skin already cold to the touch. It’s only as the door to the shack bangs open that he sees it. The pool of blood staining the bed. Tilting his head slightly, he sees what he missed. A secondary bullet wound, right below her shoulder blade.

#simon riley x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #ghost x reader #simon riley #simon ghost riley #simon riley x you #cod x reader #angst #sad ending #drabble

[shit-taster-connoisseur]

BOO!

Haha, Did I Scare Ya?

Anyways I Noticed That You’re Looking For Some Silly Questions, So Your Wish Is Granted Mate!

A Simple One Of Course, What Are Your Thoughts/Opinions About One Of The Villains Such as The Interesting Twins?

JXJDB sure did

These guys, are by far my favorite villians, also im sucker for sibling dynamics

Wished they were taken more seriously, but won't deny some of their episode were my favorites by far (especially OP T.R.I.P). Less because of the gags they thrown them in, but rather we do finally see glimpses of their own personalities cause up until then there rlly wasnt much on them besides them failing and falling out a whole damn window all the time xxbdj honestly, that calls into question how resistant these guys are holy shit

The sister(if anyone got any name suggestions for them plz tell so I can steal them too/j), is fed UP, and I love her for it, cause with the amount of shit she's face i'd go fucking insane too. I vote we should give her gun, all her problems would be solved/j but actually, i enjoy that she's a little shit, impulsive, arrogant, etc, but i think it kinda stems from a fear of failure because how else would they've been known as father's bestest spies? Sector V had knocked down a pedestal, and that fucks with her head, but then their failures began to pile up and now she's becoming increasingly desperate to prove that she's still somehow #1– in turn she because implusive, impatient, etc. Sbe 100% cares for her brother, so at the same time she feels like she's dragging him down, it all piles on. Maybe a vaca would do her some good.

The brother, I absolutely adore him – tbh I adore both of them equally. He seems more like the younger of the two in terms of personality, we seem always following his sister's lead despite how irrational it could be. His loyalty and compassion to her is something that kinda pushes him to being my fav twin spot, cuz well im a sucker for good brother characters. And despite his more "softer" attuide compared to his sister's, they're both evil and flawed equally on the same level ‐ mo manipulation or pressure(well kind), nah-da. As the brother is just as implusive, selfish, and arrogant, but he hasn't let their failure get to his head just yet – in turn, he has more clearer head than his sister, so he ends becoming a voice of reason than a leader.

(Readmore cuz this is long jdbdb)

It's pretty popular theory that they're delightful, which is something I think about a LOT when it comes to their characters. And a bit more headcanon here: their non-delightful selves are still conscious, as to me(inspired heavily by my SS au with a friend), being delightful serves as just a filter for kids. Kinda like you feel the urge to chuck a plate, but because you're delightful, it's like a parasite keeping your hands folded in your lap, controlling your behaviors and words.

And they both don't like that their delightful-selves are fighting against old comrades because they were probably ex-KND operatives. perhaps got caught during a mission in Father's mansion, and faded to obscurity in KND history. Either that, or maybe they were father's first delightful experiments? Before the DCFDTL? Maybe that's why they aren't as insync as the DCFDTL, cuz you'd think them being related by blood would strength that bond.

Honestly, i just want an AU where they're happy:))

More headcanons:

Lesbian/Gay solidarity and hostility

They are the entire Evelyn Evelyn album(or not idk, havent listen to it in awhile)

If they ever do end up being undelightfulized, they'd have vastly different asthetics out of spite. Not sure which ones yet

They'd marathon Saturday morning cartoons to get the full childhood experience!!

They consider the DCFDTL sort like cousins, a familial connection is there at least

They're presumed missing, so they live alone in a house bought by Father. They're able to split the chores usually, but the Brother is the better cook between them, so the sister just does the dishes.

Alternatively they also live in Father's mansion, but because they keep falling out of windows at comical heights, they're in bed rest planning their next schemes, therefore more out the way

If they got turned into animals, they'd probably be panthers or owls idk

(Lord save me it's nearly 1am on a school might xmsb)

#six's thingies #KND #the interesting twins from beneath the mountain #TITFBTM #could say so much more abt them #but its nearly 1 and i got schoolzz #also not mentioned but im in love w their designs

[henbased]

CHARACTER INTERVIEW - JUDE BLANCHARD

tagged by @florbelles to do an age old OC interview that im sure i had been tagged in so many other countless times. so how about i be the one to spring them back around!

no pressure, i have no idea whose done this but if you have but havent for another character... 👀✨. sending them out to @adelaidedrubman @8bitpizzacoupons @unholymilf @fourlittleseedlings @roofgeese @stacispratt @dirtyimbecile @necro-hamster @shallow-gravy @poetikat @strangefable @deputy-morgan-malone @strafethesesinners @turbo-virgins @killyourrdarlingss @thespiral @locustandwildhoney @ishwaris and anyone else who wants to do it! for any fandom just tag me i wanna see 😈

shoutout to stella for letting me completely steal her template #slothliving

the heralds are very curious about the deputy hanging around joseph after the botched arrest. john's been tasked with gathering information.

NAME?

JUDE. jude.

JOHN. full name, if you would?

JUDE. judith.

JOHN. i heard from a certain little mouse that your last name is —

JUDE. nancy, yeah. It’s blanchard.

ARE YOU SINGLE?

JUDE. raises an eyebrow.

JOHN. clicks teeth.

ARE YOU HAPPY?

JUDE. i wouldn’t use that word.

JOHN. what word would you use then?

JUDE. neutral.

ARE YOU ANGRY?

JUDE. depends.

JOHN. on?

JUDE. the hour.

ARE YOUR PARENTS STILL MARRIED?

JUDE. snorts. i guess.

JOHN. you don’t know?

JUDE. is a dead widow still married?

JOHN. it depends on how long the deceased has —

JUDE. been deceased? guess they wouldn’t be married after 13 years. it really isn’t death do we part then, huh.

BIRTHPLACE?

JUDE. philly.

JOHN. hm.

JUDE. something to say?

JOHN. it just explains a lot.

JUDE. like?

JOHN. would you like to continue?

HAIR COLOR?

JUDE. blonde.

JOHN. dullish blonde.

JUDE. dishwater blonde.

EYE COLOR?

JUDE. brown.

BIRTHDAY?

JUDE. march 13th, 1990.

JOHN. you’re a pisces.

JUDE. isn’t your little creature a scorpion?

JOHN. how do you know my —

JUDE. joseph told me.

MOOD?

JUDE. could be better. could be worse.

JOHN. are you not delighted by my company?

JUDE. laughs.

GENDER?

JUDE. gal.

SUMMER OR WINTER?

JUDE. summer for the weather, winter for the ambiance.

JOHN. the ambiance?

JUDE. i like the quiet.

MORNING OR AFTERNOON?

JUDE. morning, but i hate getting up for it.

— EIGHT THINGS ABOUT YOUR LOVE LIFE.

ARE YOU IN LOVE?

JUDE. hums.

JOHN. (after a beat) if you don’t want to answer, we can —

JUDE. let’s do that.

WHO ENDED YOUR LAST RELATIONSHIP?

JUDE. laughs. I don’t even remember.

HAVE YOU EVER BROKEN SOMEONE’S HEART?

JUDE. don’t think so. (a beat) probably.

ARE YOU AFRAID OF COMMITMENTS?

JUDE. that’s an interesting question.

JOHN. are you avoiding answering it, deputy?

JUDE. well, seeing as i haven’t shown up to be a deputy in awhile, guess you could say i am.

JOHN. why is that?

JUDE. cuz i’m busy answering people’s stupid questions.

HAVE YOU HUGGED SOMEONE WITH IN THE LAST WEEK?

JUDE. laughs. yeah.

HAVE YOU EVER HAD A SECRET ADMIRER?

JUDE. it was more like a stalker situation.

JOHN. that sounds frightening.

JUDE. yeah. the guy even had his siblings in on it, asking them to try and get in my head. was a whole thing.

JOHN. i'm assuming you got away safely.

JUDE. eh. got me to where i am now.

HAVE YOU EVER BROKEN YOUR OWN HEART?

JUDE. you gonna be asking me questions like that you should be treating me to some whiskey.

JOHN. eden’s gate does not endorse drinking alcohol, which you very well should know, and second of all, i do not have anything like that in my —

JUDE. oh fuck off, i won’t tell him. pour us some shots. what’s the next question?

— SIX CHOICES.

LOVE OR LUST?

JUDE. coughs. fuck. uh — 

JOHN. actually, let’s —

JUDE. lust.

LEMONADE OR ICED TEA?

JUDE. iced tea.

CATS OR DOGS?

JUDE. either.

JOHN. you strike me as a cat person.

JUDE. that feels like an insult coming from you.

JOHN. it’s just an observation.

A FEW BEST FRIENDS OR MANY REGULAR FRIENDS?

JUDE. (silence) i miss — (silence) many regular friends.

WILD NIGHT OUT OR ROMANTIC NIGHT IN?

JUDE. wanna do this one with me?

JOHN. no.

JUDE. (sound of glass clinking) romantic night in.

DAY OR NIGHT?

JUDE. daytime. the feel of sunlight on you. can’t beat it.

— FOUR HAVE YOU EVERS.

BEEN CAUGHT SNEAKING OUT?

JUDE. we were all teenagers once.

FALLEN DOWN/UP THE STAIRS?

JUDE. (gags) god this taste like shit.

JOHN. can you please answer —

JUDE. it’s not even a good question, calm down. ‘course i have, i was a teenager once.

WANTED SOMETHING/SOMEONE SO BADLY IT HURT?

JUDE. hums. yeah.

JOHN. pause. is it —

JUDE. it’s hard to explain.

JOHN. how so?

JUDE. it’s complicated.

JOHN. care to elabor—

JUDE. no.

WANTED TO DISAPPEAR?

JUDE. laughs. yeah.

— FOUR PREFERENCES.

SMILE OR EYES?

JUDE. is this almost done with?

JOHN. answer the question.

JUDE. smile.

SHORTER OR TALLER?

JUDE. doesn’t really matter much to me.

JOHN. you are quite on the —

JUDE. shorter side, you’re so funny.

INTELLIGENCE OR ATTRACTION?

JUDE. attraction.

JOHN. quick to answer. are you truly that shallow?

JUDE. yeah.

HOOK-UP OR RELATIONSHIP?

JUDE. what’s the section after this?

JOHN. family.

JUDE. do one with me and i’ll answer the question.

JOHN. no, i already have to edit this, just —

JUDE. so you’re already editing it! i’m pouring two.

JOHN. don’t — you haven’t answered —

JUDE. relationship.

— FAMILY.

DO YOU AND YOUR FAMILY GET ALONG?

JUDE. we did.

JOHN. not anymore?

JUDE. nope.

WOULD YOU SAY YOU HAVE A MESSED UP LIFE?

JUDE. (a beat) no.

HAVE YOU EVER RUN AWAY FROM HOME?

JUDE. no.

HAVE YOU EVER GOTTEN KICKED OUT?

JUDE. no. well, my mom used to tell me to go to the park whenever she got pissed off at me, but i don’t think that’s falls under being kicked out.

JOHN. hmm. did your mother get angry at you a lot?

JUDE. eh, she was just hotheaded and opinionated.

JOHN. and your father, was he around during all this?

JUDE. i’ll answer if you tell me what the duncan’s were like.

— FRIENDS.

DO YOU SECRETLY HATE ONE OF YOUR FRIENDS?

JUDE. it’s not really a secret, and they’re not really my friend.

JOHN. i’ve never seen you talk to anyone besides joseph.

JUDE. and you. right now.

JOHN. we are not friends.

JUDE. i wasn’t talking about you anyway, moron.

DO YOU CONSIDER ALL OF YOUR FRIENDS GOOD FRIENDS?

JOHN. what kind of insult is moron, anyway? what are you, ten?

JUDE. are you upset over being called a moron?

JOHN. i’m not upset —

WHO IS YOUR BEST FRIEND?

JUDE. don’t have one. wanna be my best friend, john?

JOHN. no.

WHO KNOWS EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU?

JUDE. do one with me, come on. don’t be a buzzkill, i know you drink.

JOHN. you’re — you — groans. will you promise to answer the rest of them with no complaining?

JUDE. yeah, i swear. 

JOHN. (a beat, sound of glass being set on a surface) there. now, if you would please —

JUDE. (coughs) god, i hate whiskey. joseph does.

JOHN. he does not like whiskey.

JUDE. no, he knows the most about me, you moron.

JOHN. i am not a —

JOSEPH. (muffled) what are you two doing?

(recording stops abruptly)

#oc: deputy jude #oc interview #this was just a fun lil thing to get back into writing jude #and figure out her dynamics with john #bc hes a funny lil man

[fett-djarin]

More Than a Friend

I am incapable of writing porn without feelings. This also has a flimsy excuse of a plot but !! who cares. I’m sorry i havent posted in awhile, I’ve been dealing with a severe lack of motivation and im moving in less than a month! ANYWAY

ARC Trooper Fives x f!Reader - Crossposted on AO3!

Length: 2.6k

Rating: 18+

Warnings/Tags: near death experience (not described), friends to lovers, SMUT, oral (f receiving), grinding, PiV sex, unprotected sex, creampie, cowgirl/riding, dirty talk, Fives is a babbler, praise?, discussion of Feelings; please let me know if I missed anything!

NSFW UNDER THE CUT

You hadn’t really been thinking when you kissed Fives. Well, what you had been thinking was: Oh shit, we lived. I’m alive. We’re alive–and the relief coursing through you had you turning to your friend and grabbing his cheeks and pulling him down to meet your lips.

Fives froze for a second, completely stunned, before he snapped out of it and met you with equal energy. His lips molded to yours, surprisingly soft. A low groan rumbled from his chest as his hands settled on your hips, sliding around to your lower back to pull you closer. Your fingers wound into his curls–

A loud cough off to the left popped the little bubble you were in. You broke apart with a gasp, heads whipping to the side in wide-eyed shock. Echo was standing there, arms crossed. His bucket was still on, but you could feel the raised-brow look of are you done? through the visor. Hardcase nudged Jesse, their shoulders shaking. Heat rushed to your face, and you looked back at Fives.

He was watching you, a little grin pulling at his lips. He was still holding you. His hands were so warm. “Later?” he offered, and the offer made your heart skip.

“Later,” you agreed, slightly breathless. Fives winked at you, and then let you go with deliberate slowness, hands trailing over your waist.

Later ended up being much later thanks to the injuries, mission report, and debriefing. Being a medic, you were on the medical transport, so you didn’t even get the chance to talk to Fives on the trip back to Coruscant, and with the influx of injured troopers, you were kept busy. It had also given you plenty of time to cool off and let the embarrassment set in. You wanted to slap yourself. It had been a heat of the moment thing, adrenaline rushing through you, you weren’t thinking, and you kissed one of your closest friends. If you were being honest with yourself, he was really handsome. That didn’t help.

You exited the medbay, pinching the bridge of your nose with a heavy sigh. Did you really do that? Did you just fuck up your friendship? Are things going to be awkward now? What if he–the call of your name cut off your racing thoughts.

Fives had found you.

“Hey,” he said, falling into step beside you. He was still in his full kit, helmet tucked in his elbow.

“Hi,” you said, bumping his arm. Then it fell quiet for an awkwardly long pause before you both spoke at once–

“Did you want to–”

“So about earlier–”

He stopped, motioning for you to go ahead. You took a deep breath, quieting your racing mind, and decided to rip the bandaid off. “I’m sorry about earlier–I wasn’t thinking and I overstepped, I shouldn’t have…if I made you uncomfortable…” you trailed off at the expression on Fives’ face. He had become closed off, and looked a little sheepish. “What?” you asked.

“I was actually going to ask if you wanted to pick up where we left off,” he said, rubbing the back of his neck with a nervous chuckle. “But if you don’t, no hard feelings, I don’t want you to feel–”

You kissed him again, cutting him off. You felt him smile against your mouth before you parted. “Wanna go back to my apartment?”

He didn’t hesitate. “Fuck yeah.”

You stumbled up to your door, giggling as Fives nipped at your neck. His arms wrapped around your waist and he was practically draped over your back as you tried to input the code. He had been teasing you relentlessly on the air taxi ride to your complex, much to the annoyance of the driver, and now your clothes felt too tight and your fingers fumbled on the keys.

Finally the door slid open, and you tugged him inside. He put his hands on your shoulders, stopping you for a second. You looked at him concerned, about to ask if he was okay, but then he spoke. “Before we go further with this, I wanted to ask what this is. Is this a casual thing, or were you thinking something more…?” he waved his hands vaguely.

Your brow furrowed. “Regulation doesn’t allow relationships,” you said. As much as you would like one, you couldn’t put him in danger like that. You would be kicked from service, and he would be decommissioned.

Fives shrugged. “Since when have I been concerned with sticking to the rules?”

You chewed on your lower lip. “You would…risk it? For me?”

“Yes,” he said quickly. “I don’t get to make decisions about a lot of what goes on in my life. So, given the chance, I’m willing to take it. You’re also kriffin’ beautiful, and truth be told, I’ve thought about it before.”

“Fives,” you said, voice wobbling. If he made you cry right before you had sex….

Then he smiled at you, brushing his thumb across your lower lip. Your tongue darted out, tasting the salt of his skin, and his eyes darkened. Then he moved so fast you squeaked as you found yourself lifted in the air, legs wrapping around his waist while he supported you with his hands under your thighs. You moaned into his mouth as his codpiece pressed just right against your core.

“Bedroom?” he mumbled.

“Down the hall on the right,” you said, breath hitching in a whine as he encouraged you to grind down against him. He kissed you again, licking at the seam of your lips, and you opened for him. He was good with his tongue, and your mind presented you with the image of him between your legs, making you writhe and moan and shudder as he showed you just how good he was.

He set you down on your bed and stepped back, starting to take his armor off piece by piece. You followed his lead, sitting up and stripping off your uniform. Your uniform was a lot less complicated than his, so you took the opportunity to lounge back and admire. Fives was down to his briefs and stacked the pieces of his armor neatly, then glanced over at you and smirked at finding you staring.

“See something you like?”

You worried your bottom lip with your teeth. “I do.”

“I do too,” he winked, coming back to the bed and spreading your thighs with his broad palms. Your legs fell open willingly, and he groaned at seeing the glisten of your arousal. “Can I taste you?” He glanced between your eyes and your pussy and you felt a bolt of arousal shoot straight to your core as his tongue wet his lips.

You nodded. Fives bent forward, kissing the meat of your inner thigh. His calloused palms caressed your calf, guiding it to rest over his shoulder. A shiver wracked your body as his breath ghosted over where you were desperate and dripping for him.

"Shit, baby, you're so wet. All for me?" He teased you, but the look in his eyes was hungry. You threaded your fingers through his hair and he glanced up. "You can pull if you want. Don't worry, I like it," he said, and before you could answer that, his dexterous tongue licked a firm stripe up through your folds. Your head tipped back and he moaned at your taste.

Arousal pooled at your core with each swipe of his tongue. Your grip in his hair tightened when he circled your clit, teasing it with just the tip of his tongue before sucking lightly on the little bud. His rumbling, self-satisfied chuckle caused a delicious vibration that made you squirm, and he quickly banded one arm over your hips so you didn't buck him off.

"Taste so fuckin' good, baby, I could drown in this sweet pussy–" he mumbled. His tongue teased your entrance, lapping up your arousal before pushing inside. The feeling of him fucking you with his tongue and the vibrations of his moans against you pulled a high keen from your throat, and you might have been embarrassed if he wasn't making you feel so fucking good right now.

"Fives," you moaned, tugging on his hair, grinding shamelessly against his face. "Fives, I'm gonna cum–"

"Mmm, good," he said, then he did something that absolutely blinded you. He shifted the arm across your hips so his hand splayed over your mound, thumb dipping down to pull the hood of your clit up. The slick muscle of his tongue pressed right up under it before he wrapped his lips around it and sucked while simultaneously massaging it with his tongue. The hand previously on your thigh shifted around to grab a handful of your ass, practically dragging you forward onto his face.

Fives held you tight as that coil inside you snapped. You cried out loudly as your cunt spasmed and Fives dipped back down to feel you clench around his tongue and taste the flood of your arousal, thumb now rubbing circles on your oversensitive bundle of nerves to prolong your orgasm. You shuddered and moaned through the aftershocks, thighs trying to close around his head and you didn't know whether to use your grip in his hair to hold him to you or shove him away, but he just pulled you closer. His tongue stroked through your soaked folds slowly, gently as you came down. Your chest heaved and Fives placed one last deceptively-chaste kiss to your clit, making you jerk from overstimulation.

His pupils were blown wide, turning the deep brown of his irises almost black. His chin and goatee were shiny with your release. "Come here," you urged, voice shaky, and Fives crawled up your body so you could pull him down for a kiss. You moaned, tasting yourself on his tongue.

You dragged a hand down his firm chest to palm the hard outline of his cock. He hissed into your mouth when you stroked him through the fabric of his briefs.

"You want more?" He asked, then groaned, forehead falling to your shoulder as your hand dipped beneath the waistband to feel him skin-to-skin. The warmth of arousal flared in your core feeling the pearls of precum leaking from his tip. He was so hard, practically throbbing at your touch.

"Fuck me," you whispered in his ear. He shuddered above you, hips twitching into your hand. "Please, Fives."

"I'd be an idiot to say no to that," he said. Fives rolled the both of you, holding on to your hips to anchor you to him, now seated on his lap. The bulge of his cock pressing against your cunt made your breath catch. “Want you to ride me, gorgeous.”

The rough timbre of his voice had a slip of wetness pooling at your entrance, and you shivered. “Fuck. Fuck, okay,” you agreed. You shifted up on your thighs enough to worm your hand down your bodies. The fabric of his briefs was the last barrier between you. Fives lifted his hips just enough to help shove them down and off his legs, finally leaving him bare.

Oh, this was so much better. You hummed as you settled your weight on him, dragging the slick seam of your pussy over the hot skin of his cock. Each roll of your hips became easier, turning into a smooth glide as you dripped onto him, spreading your arousal up and down the underside of his shaft. The head of his cock nudged your clit with each pass, then he was hitching your hips forward and you reached down to angle him just right to slot against your entrance–

Simultaneous moans filled the air as you sank down on him. Fuck he was thick, stretching your walls in the best way. His hands smoothed up and down your sides, feeling each curve of your body, the softness of your skin. “There you go,” he encouraged, squeezing your hips, “just like that.”

Your breathing was harsh when your hips met his. You were so full, and he was so deep inside you, brushing against that toe-curling spot on your walls. The first tentative rock of your hips was electrifying and had you planting your hands on his chest to ground yourself. Fives murmured small praises and dirty whispers all the while, guiding your rhythm as you lifted off him before grinding back down. Fucking beautiful, feel so good, keep going, baby, fuck–

Every downstroke pressed his pubic bone against your clit, and of course Fives noticed how you lingered there for a second–his smirk should have warned you–then he was pulling you down further, holding you impaled on his length and grinding up, hitting your g-spot and putting more pressure on your clit all at once. The intense wave of pleasure wrenched a loud, surprised moan out of your mouth and you clenched around him.

“Fives,” you cried, head falling back. Your nails dug into his skin and he laughed breathlessly, doing it again. If you had been steadily building up to your orgasm before, now it was a full-on sprint. Fives planted his feet and began thrusting up into you, meeting you halfway as you came down, and it was over. Each snap of his hips against yours forced high whines and moans from you and your walls fluttered around him. You weren’t even lifting yourself anymore, overwhelmed by sensation–his strong hands supported you and lifted you up before tugging you back onto his cock with each sharp thrust.

“C’mon, baby, cum on my cock,” he ground out. “You’re squeezing me so tight–fuck, you get so wet when you’re about to cum, huh? Right there, let go for me–” He was right, the wet slap of skin-on-skin punctuating each thrust, your arousal making a mess of your thighs and dripping down his balls. His stream of praise and begging you to cum made you hot, and you were so fucking full, too full, too good–

You sobbed out as the building pleasure tightening in your core reached its breaking point and burst. Your orgasm hit you like a high wave on a windy day, toppling you over and dragging you down, down, down, awash in pleasure. You nearly doubled over as your muscles spasmed, cunt squeezing tight around his thick length with each pulse. Fives pulled you down to rest flat on his chest, head tucked under his chin as he slowed his thrusts, keeping you riding that high without tipping you into painful overstimulation. Judging by the way his breathing was ragged, he was close, too.

“In me,” you begged, turning your head so you could nuzzle his throat. Your teeth grazed his pulse point lightly and he moaned, hips stuttering. “Cum in me, Fives.” His arms tightened around you, crushing you to him as he let out a deep, wordless groan, his cock throbbing as he spilled his release deep in your pussy.

Fives’ hands rubbed soothing motions over your back as your breathing slowed. He was content to let you lay on top of him as long as you wanted. His lips pressed into your hair in a soft kiss.

“Fives,” you began quietly, and the motions paused. You could feel him watching you curiously. “Were you…serious before? You’d want something more with me?”

“Yes,” he answered with no hesitation. “I’ve thought about it. About you. As a friend, and as more than a friend. I didn’t act on it because I didn’t know if you felt the same. But then earlier…” when we both nearly died was left unspoken, and you felt him shrug under you. “I knew you did. So if you’ll have me….”

You propped yourself up on your elbows so you could look into his eyes. You’d been scared to put him in danger, but he was in danger every day regardless. And if he was unafraid…you would be unafraid with him. “Of course.” You leaned in to press a tender kiss to his lips. “I’m yours.”

#arc trooper fives #arc trooper fives x reader #fives x reader #fives #tcw fives #tcw fives x reader #clone trooper fives #clone trooper fives x reader #arc trooper fives x you #fives x you #tcw fives x you #clone trooper fives x you #my writing #fanfic #fanfiction #tcw fanfic #tcw fanfiction #star wars #star wars fanfic #star wars fanfiction #tcw #the clone wars #reader insert #no y/n #friends to lovers

[silverjirachi]

having some weird trans/nonbinary experiences right now, and i think they are confidence related but i’d like some insight.

so in march of last year, I decided on a new name that I’ve been using publicly since June in my professional life. Not so much personal life bc I havent really had a discussion with my family about it. I really like this name alot and am very relieved to not be going by my birth name anymore, even though I never really got a lot of dysphoria from it and dont mind if my friends and family use it. It’s just clearly feminine and I wanted something a bit more neutral.

But the issue is, and this is where I think the confidence or imposter syndrome comes in - whenever I see my full name in writing, I viscerally cringe. Even though it would be that way for my birth name as well. But I see other professionals refer to me by this name, and it makes me happy, but it also makes me go “oh fucking god what have i done I wanna hit my head against a wall. Dont fucking perceive me dont talk about me I do not wish to be perceived.”

Anyone else have any insight or similar experiences? I’ve been dealing with this for quite awhile now and it hasn’t necessarily gotten better. It makes me feel weird and ashamed and wonder if I’m fake or making it all up.

#current mood

[incorrectsnkships]

OKAY OKAY OKAY! I CAME TO THIS CONCLUSION LAST FUCKING NIGHT! CONNIE THE MOTHERFUCKING SPRINGER IS GAY!

So at first I just thought he was a really confident and comfortable heterosexual, y'know? BUT NOW! NOW!? oh no, no, no!

Reason numbrero uno! He has feminine hips. Straight boys don't strut like that, straight boys don't fucking be flexible like that.

Reason numbrero duex! He says bitch waaay to much. So if you don't know the history of the word bitch, bitch was also used a a gay slur for y'know twinks. You don't see Jean or Levi OR EVEN EREN going around going bitch, bitch, bitch, fucking crazy bitches. Sure maybe once in awhile, but Connie use it like a sister y'know?

Reason numbrero drei! Look at who the fucking hell he's hanging 'round with! Ymir; the fucking bitch lesbian. Christa/Historia; the lesbian or bi girl dude. He's the fucking second lesbian protector (next to Eren). You see that gay ass gay homie grab in like what season 3? Or was it 2? He's friends with Sasha, who does she hang out with most of the time!? Ymir and Historia! Sometimes Jean and Mikasa. Speaking of Jean, he ain't sleek either! Connie hanging 'round with a fucking bi-saster a bi disaster! Not to mention Reiner and Armin! We see him worry about Reiner and Bertholdt when they “missing” asking someone to check on them to see if there alive! Man looking out for his gay homies! Also in one of the games he asks Armin why he spends so much time with Eren, to which Armin shoots back with one of the most gay awakening responses, “Hm well what about Ymir and Historia, or Reiner and Bertholdt?” Like yo.

Reason numbrero shi! He mom picks out gay ass fucking names! Sunny, Martin, Connie. Fucking gay dude. (everyone seems to think Sunny is a girl but judging by there titans I actually think Sunny was a boy dude. That’s just a hunch tho~)

Reason numbrero five! He seems like the kinda guy who would wear jewelry. Not really necessarily gay BUt~ I think earrings would so be he thing, and if he we’re to come out he’d probably start wearing one earring!

Reason numbrero six! Look at the kind of shit this man does! He fucking carried Armin princess style, put him down like a prince, bruh he fucking CHOSE to he CHOSE to. He knew what he was doing. And that one official art where he’s wearing that blonde lopsided wig with makeup on. That dress with the fake boobs in it!

Reason numbrero 7! My mama always say, that if a boy is best friends with a girl he will almost always usually fall for her. Connie is close as HELL with Sasha. And while I LOVE springles. This know discovery is D A W N I N G on me! Connie don’t really seem to show that much interest in women. But not necessarily to men either. And that factor being. I think bby Connie is shy!

Overall I think he’s a great fucking character! I love Connie, but this just made me open a whole new chapter for him. I’m currently rewatching AOT with my mom ‘cause she done wanted to watch it and I couldn’t let her watch that cringey dub so yee. I’ll be paying attention for other Easter eggs and clues. I never researched Connie to much but now that I have I’m made some pretty interesting discoveries! In conclusion Connie Springer is probably fucking gay. SO in other words you were RIGHT! ATTACK ON TITAN IS FUCKING GAY! 😍

( j u s t l i k e m e l o l )

srry for the late reply, but you’ve actually convinced me

mans comes across heterosexual but he definitely had a crush on every single male member of the 104th. literally every one. and like many others, one of the older scouts was his gay awakening. and im not saying that connie had a crush on them or anything, and this is definitely not a ship post between connie and any adult in the show, but im just saying that he admired them. a lot. too much. and had to look away when they got changed in front of him.

“connie why do you offer to go kill titans with captain levi whenever we have a mission?”

“i admire his skills!”

“connie, you do realise that erwin doesn’t have time to have tea with you right?”

“no i know i just wanted to talk about stuff with him. professional stuff. as a soldier.”

“connie, you know that moblit doesn’t need an assistant right? he is the assistant”

“WELL SUE ME FOR WANTING TO BE HELPFUL JEAN-“

he’d simp for armin so hard. every week he has a crush on someone new, and then it goes in a loop. and he’d “practice” kissing too. like he’d occasionally bring the topic up in conversation and then go from there based off of the persons reply. “hey uh, jean, so like- have you had your first kiss yet?” and then jean would tell him no and connie would go full internal gay panic. “o- oh yeah, thas- thas cool, um, well, i havent- had mine either so like- would you wanna practice? it doesn’t count-“

connie would have his first everything with jean and it would be so funny because it just happens all at once. like hed get asked if hes ever kissed someone and hed just glare at jean and be so flustered

connie finds it so difficult to tell romantic and platonic feelings apart and thats why hes fallen for all of his friends

armin: oh, connie, thanks for doing that favour for me! i dont know what id do without you!

eren: wait! hurry, where do they keep the extra blades?!

connie: in the cellar!

eren: great- connie, i love you!

marco: see connie? if you just fold the paper a little more, youll get there :) youre a pleasure to teach and i love spending time with you :)

also why do i feel like connie and marco dated for a little while? not even dated then, had a thing going on for a bit. like besides from jean because he doesnt count, but connies first romantic encounter was with marco, fight me

and i definitely feel like connie went to hange for some advice about his sexuality. he was so confused and liking everyone at the same time, so who else better to go to than the person who tried to convince erwin to start an lgbtq+ youth club right?

but when eren and armin announced that they were officially dating, that was an eye opener for connie and it made him realise that its okay to be yourself

and it took him a while to actually realise that he was gay. hence the fact that hed physically gag whenever someone suggested for him to date sasha, and all those times in the boys changing room that hed have to turn around or leave completely

so yes, i can see where youre coming from, and i agree with you. but if we were to list the people connie has simped for from most-least?

marco

armin

jean

eren

levi (not really simping, more fanboying/celebrity crush)

reiner

moblit (same as levi)

bertholdt

#incorrectsnkships #aot #snk #attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #connie springer #connie springer x jean kirstein #jean x connie #armin arlert #eren yeager #marco bott #levi ackerman #moblit berner #connie is a gay man #my friend says so

[thompsborn]

do you have any spare ironhusbands or sambucky headcanons?

ABSO-FUCKING-LUTELY

oh my god okay i’ve been so fucking wrapped up in both ironhusbands and sambucky and absolutely nothing else for WEEKS because of tfatws (obviously if you have seen my endless spam of reblogs but can you BLAME ME) and the portal closed has ironhusbands so i’ve been just. oh my god i am happily drowning in this and them and i do not need nor want air. ok.

also these are all hc’s based just in canon not au, and lol warning this got so long help me, though my brain is so scrambled from tfatws finale that all sambucky thoughts are scrambled and jumbled so i wasn't able to coordinate them as well as ironhusbands so the ironhusbands section is definitely longer pfighf i'm so sorry i'm like this

ironhusbands:

when they met at mit tony didnt know shit. like. like nothing. he didnt know a single god damn thing about anything. like he was a genius he could solve any equation given to him and baffled professors when he was handed like two supposedly impossible equations to this fuckin fourteen year old and he just looked at them with like a mcdonalds burger or some shit hanging out of his mouth and just answered them no problem, but he was still such a hopeless idiot, and rhodey, also a genius attending as a sixteen year old, had to teach him the basics of life, like. making toast. tony how do NOT know how to make toast. its TOAST. you put it in the TOASTER. have you NEVER SEEN A—OH MY GOD HOW DID YOU FUCKING CATCH IT ON FIRE—

he does not perfect the clearly impossible task of making toast until he is 17 and rhodey buys him a cake to celebrate the momentous occasion even though tony went though 528 toasters

you are gold by the national parks. thats it. thats all i have to say. listen to the song and look up the lyrics. you’ll get it.

and also paper planes by jon bellion but specifically for after rhodey tells tony he’s gonna join the air force and tony is worried but doesnt know how to show it and they have like a chill night in and all tony can think about is how stupid he is and how he’s such a coward because he cant get himself to tell rhodey that hi!! i love u!! and im scared to lose u and that you’ll get hurt and maybe die or smth!!

when rhodey finds out about how tony was raised (going with mcu, where tony wasnt physically abused but more emotionally neglected and ignored by howard and always talked down to and compared to others and wasnt treated like he was worthy and never was told he was loved and everything like that) he gets PISSED. like he is MONUMENTALLY angry. and it takes YEARS for him to find out about this too. and it actually puts a bit of a strain on their friendship for awhile when they meet too

like rhodey knows about the starks obviously and he assumes tony is going to be this obnoxious arrogant rich boy asshole and is so not looking forward to being roommates but he was raised to have an open mind and give everyone a chance, but tony was raised to be wary of everyone and keep his walls up and his emotions in shackles because whatever he shows can be used against him, so they clash, you know? they dont fight or anything but theres tension bc it isnt right and they dont get each other.

rhodey tries to be nice and tony doesnt understand nice because his only example of nice is jarvis and his mom and even then his mom and jarvis are always off with his dad so he barely sees them so its still rare for him to experience the nice of them so he doesnt know how to be around someone nice all the time, and so he gets defensive and thinks about how howard drilled it into him to be wary and he thinks maybe rhodey isnt ACTUALLY nice but someone PRETENDING to be

and rhodey starts to feel justified in assuming the worst about tony stark because tony is all cold and distant and rude and is about to stop the keeping an open mind thing about a month into their first year but then he comes back to their dorm early from class one day and tony doesnt come in so rhodey is just standing there and watches for a minute as tony sits there staring down at his twenty sixth attempt at a letter he wants to send his mom becauss he knows his mom likes letters even though he could just call but they havent really called him (howards fault but he’s fourteen still and its hard to rationalize that howards busy life and controlling thumb extends past his son) and rhodey is just confused because tony just suddenly sighs and sniffles a bit and murmurs “this is so stupid” and crumbles up the paper and throws it in the garbage and rhodey cant help but peer into it and barely sees the words hey mom scribbled at the top and that. that. hm. okay.

so rhodey keeps trying because he wasnt supposed to see that but he did and now he kind of has a feeling that maybe tony isnt all that cold and distant and rude as he seems, maybe he just doesnt really know how to be any different, so he thinks about all the subtle little ways that his family has shown him they care about him and starts to invite tony to go get food or to study together even though neither of them really need to study or to help each other with assignments or just anything thats mundane enough to not raise suspicion but still starts to open the door and make tony relax around him just that little bit and then before tony realizes it the end of their first year is there and theyre like friends or something and it hits him that he’s gonna miss rhodey.

for the first time ever there’s someone other than his mom and jarvis that he’s actually going to miss.

rhodey grins at him and says that they’ll be roommates again next year because they have to be and that the summer will be over before they know it and the sentiment is nice but tony spends the summer alone wandering around a house too big and empty after being in a dorm that’s small and has a friend.

but rhodey doesn’t know this. like he knows that tony isn’t the kind of guy he originally assumed but he doesn’t know that he’s literally ignored and neglected and like emotionally and sometimes verbally abused so he’s kind of surprised when the next year begins and they DO end up being roommates again (because tony kind of asked his mom, on a rare day when he got to see her and howard wasnt around, to get mit to make sure they could be) and tony just HUGS him like its been years and they’ve known each other forever but he goes with it and hugs him back because maybe tony’s just more affectionate once he gets to know someone and rhodey is okay w that.

they get closer as the years go by and they graduate from mit together and they’re BEST friends and at the end of the year rhodey invites tony to spend new years eve w his family but tony cant bc howard is having some kind of gala starting at 5 because hes weird and dumb and tony hates it and he also isnt given the option of not going even though he doesnt want to but the entire way there howard drills into him about not fucking up and berates him for all the times he has in the past and when they get there tony is already just not feeling it so he’s like nope!! no!! i simply cannot!!

so he goes in and finds an exit thats in the back and he leaves and finds a fucking payphone of all things and he has rhodeys home number memorized for years now and he calls and someone he doesnt knoe answers and theres music in the background and voices and tony’s entire stomach is in his throat and his heart is sunken into his twisted gut because he just wanted one night where maybe he could smile next to his parents and feel like he fit with them but he couldnt have that and he asks to talk to rhodey and then he is and asks if its too late to accept his invite and rhodey is like yeah of course do u need my address bc its still only 5 pm and its a 2 hour drive between south philadelphia and manhattan so he’d make it with plenty of time before it got to midnight so yay

and tony is like. oh. hm. i dont know how to drive actually. that was a thing that no one ever thought to teach me even though i asked about it about ten million times. and rhodey is used to tony not knowing how to do things that most people their age can (see: the toast) and plus its not uncommon for people from new york to not drive anyway so he doesnt think anything of it and instead asks for tony’s address to come pick him up instead and they’d still make it back by like 9-9:30 so that would work too

and thats when tony is like. well.

about that.

he might be calling from a payphone.

on a random street corner.

and its kind of raining. and he’s cold. and he’s a bit dulled out from everything so he doesn’t really think about the fact that admitting this is going to lead to having to explain what happened and also why and that is happens often. but that doesnt matter because he kind of just wants to be with his best friend and not back at that gala with his dad right now.

rhodey is like,,, ok. ok. wheres a coffee shop nearby u can wait in. and tony thankfully is by a 24 hour one and tells him the name and the street corner its closest to and rhodey is like i’ll be there asap and tony goes and he waits.

a two hour drive turns into an hour and a half because rhodey is Worried™

but when he walks in tony goes from being all dulled out to being all HOLY SHIT because rhodey has a SPLIT LIP and he’s like WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED WHAT THE FUCK WHAT

and rhodey’s like no no its good my uncle was having fun and trying to wrestle with me and he accidentally elbowed me its all good man dont worry about it

tony isnt used to accidentally being hurt tho so he’s still like hmmm but he takes rhodeys word on it and they head out and tony wont say what happened or why he was calling from a payphone ?? which btw tony literally only was able to do bc there happened to be dropped change on the ground because boy would not have change on him ok, but rhodeys like alright lets go with this for now

so they gets to the rhodes house and it is in full swing with family and extended family and adopted family bc they are 100% the family that just adopts the neighborhood kids and the people who have no one else and like ex boyfriends and ex girlfriends even after the relationship ends bc they still are family despite not dating whoever it was they had been dating in order to be introduced to them so its a LOT of people and tony is like. this is semi familiar in terms a lot of people but this is NOTHING like what he has ever seen before holy fucking SHIT

rhodey is just like oh u have a small family then? so ur used to smaller gatherings?

and tonys like wtf are gatherings

and rhodey is starting to get a feel for what might be wrong but just takes tony inside to get him changed because he’s not spending new years eve at the rhodes house in a fucking expensive suit ok

tony is completely out of his element and like he’s not the only white guy there bc again the rhodes adopt people and those people are of every race and nationally you can imagine but he just isnt used to the vibe there are people laughing and sitting close together and playing games and theres music playing but not like classy music its music people can dance to and are dancing to and the food isnt the food he’s used to at galas and shit and nothing is what he’s used to and he just sticks to rhodey’s side like a fucking lost puppy and tries his best not to look like an idiot when rhodey introduces him to people and a lot of them know who he is but dont judge him or assume shit about him bc obviously if he’s friends w rhodey then he’s a good guy and they want to know him and thats enough

but tony is v overwhelmed bc what the FUCK IS HAPPENING this is nothing like anything he has ever experienced EVER

so eventually rhodey can tell he’s getting overwhelmed and takes him inside and lets him have a breather and then asks him about whats going in and thats when rhodey learns about what tonys life at home is really like and. anger.

SO MUCH anger

because not only has every single assumption he has ever made about tony been proven wrong, but now he knows that the best person he knows has never been treated the way he deserves and has never known a true home and comfort and love and safety and

and he’s gonna fix it

and this is the first step

so he takes tony back out and they’re still just friends but this is the day they both quietly realize they might kind of definitely like each other as more because tony is still so confused by the fact that what he knows isnt the normal and overwhelmed by how much there is and how different it is but rhodey holds his hand as a grounding point and whenever it might be too much they move off to the side where they arent completely gone but its less hectic and a bit more quiet and its just nice

tony goes to rhodeys house for every holiday despite whatever howard says

rhodey decks howard the only time they ever meet before tonys parents die and he has the most shit eating grin on his face afterwards that tony cant help but lose his shit laughing his ass off

anyway i didnt mean to ramble for so long about that specific idea so i’ll end the ironhusbands ramble with this one last thought, which is as follows:

rhodey gets hurt in the air force at some point, and it isnt that bad tbh but he does have to go the hospital and shit and gets stitches or whatever idk i dont know what specifically happens i just think it’d be just bad enough that it takes him a few weeks to be able to go back to work but he’s not like OH GOD HURT yk?

but like stated above tony was scared and worried when rhodey told him he was gonna go into the air force so he hears about this and they’re probably like almost 30 at this point because they’re dumb and it takes them forever to get their heads out of their asses (i say this even though in the portal closed it takes them even longer but i digress) rhodey has like his mon his sister his niece visiting him and they were worried but they know hes fine so theyre just talking and in a good mood and then—

door slams open. tony stark enter stage left. disheveled suit, fresh from a meeting he definitely was not supposed to leave, having flown in from maibu the second he heard and then had happy drive him and then got impatient because of traffic and ended up sprinting like ten blocks while happy was like what the FUCK

of course rhodeys family are well aware that these idiots are desperately in love with each other so they’re just like lol ok and just leave the room while tony starts fretting over him like he’s about to die himself if he doesnt know if rhodey is okay and rhodey is like tony tony dude tones stop tony im okay tony stop it

until finally tony just fucking breaks down like full on tears in his eyes voice cracking hands clasped as he leans against rhodeys bed and tells him that he was so scared and he is so scared all the time whenever rhodey is out there because all he can think about is losing him and him getting hurt or dying and it’s maddening and this is when they get their heads out of their asses and kiss for the first time

(irony at its finest bc later when they are married and tony becomes iron man rhodey refuses to not have a suit of his own because if tony is going out there in a metal flying tin can then he isn’t going alone and wow what a power couple)

sambucky:

firstly i’m going to go post tfatws, but i’ll make a bullet point before going into it so if you wanna read up until that point you can but most of this will be random little headcanons based post tfatws

also it isnt like a whole plotline thing like the ironhusbands ones ended up being these ones are more random and kinda all over the place but loosely connected

update from after writing this: i lied

let me start by saying my interpretation of why they are the way they are in civil war is because of steve

thats not saying steve is the bad guy i mean to say that they’re jealous of each other because they thought that THEY were steve’s best friend who the fuck is THIS guy i dont want him here go away

children. they are children.

which i find very funny to imagine from sams pov because he literally is a licensed therapist and would 100% recognize why he’s acting how he is but he’s petty enough to do it anyway

and also he literally was helping steve track bucky down but i like to imagine that sam didnt think they’d ever really find him again and it’d just make him and steve like super mega best friends or something because hes a CHILD

and then from bucky’s pov steve goes through all this trouble to find him and protect him and then this random guy is acting like steve’s best friend and gets to sit in the front seat ??? bullshit. absolutely bullshit. worst thing ever. so stupid.

its so funny to me okay its SO funny

its like that schoolyard thing where your friend makes another friend and you hate it so much that you do something stupid like color on their drawing or put gum in their hair or whatever but they’re adults with 1. super soldier serum or 2. a superhero reputation/avengers status and suit with wings. so thats a thing.

post civil war i dont think they get much yk. because bucky is out in cryo and team cap is on the run and i doubt theyre able to return to wakanda much, if at all, and then it’s infinity war and then it’s endgame and after endgame there’s the aftermath and the aftermath is a mess

i like to think they have some moments before tfatws though. not many but enough for that slight foundation thats we can kind of see in episode 2 yk.

okay NOW it gets into post tfatws so!!

SO post tfatws everything is different because now they not only have spent all this time together, but they understand each other in a way that they didn’t before. in a way no one ever has. not even steve, who may have known them before, but he isn’t here anymore and he wouldn’t understand who they are now vs who they were before and it’s different.

bucky finds comfort in sam’s home town. sam finds comfort in watching bucky find a home there and he doesnt know why.

also sam treats redwing like a puppy and lets him fly around on his own and gets pet and stuff and bucky acts annoyed but the longer it happens you can tell he’s like “oh my god why is this thing endearing”

bucky has nightmares and sam knows this but bucky doesnt know that sam also has nightmares until one night when they’re still in sams home town and they’re staying on the boat because sams nephews are having a sleepover with some friends and they didnt want to get in the way or smth idk i just want an excuse for them to be on the boat and somewhat secluded from people but bucky already woke up from his nightmare and is out on the deck to get some fresh out and then oop

sam havin a nightmare too

because fucking of COURSE sam has nightmares he has been through some shit too!! not being able to catch riley and everything that happened since meeting steve and thanos and he turned to dust alone in the bushes ok like yes everyone that died were traumatized undoubtedly (peter my baby boy baby im so sorry that you got the worst of it) but bucky was around people but sam was laying on the ground and probably just watched his hands as he disappeared and he was alone and like. jesus christ ok.

and then steve trusted him with every weight and everything that comes with the shield not knowing how much more the shield has when he gave it to a black man and just like he has nightmares everyone in marvel does its a fact

but bucky finds out like this and he is shocked even though he realizes he probably should have been able to guess that this is a thing and he knows so much more about sam now than he ever did but this is how he learns more. he learns about riley. he learns so much.

sometimes bucky has those like “oh shit” moments where he’s like “maybe i was kind of a dick to someone who didnt deserve it” and he already had one of those with sam about the shield but he has another one because he assumed shit about sam when they were being all childish and jealous about someone else being friends with steve but like fuck

steve and sam probably got it

the not catching someone. the way it felt to try and to reach out and to miss and to have to choice but to watch as they fell.

what’s different is that steve got bucky back. he got to have that relief, eventually, even if there was the pain of knowing bucky had been taken by hydra, but at least he knew bucky had made it.

sam didn’t have that. riley didnt make it.

therefore, bucky has his “oh shit”

and bucky was already going soft around the edges with sam (as clearly seen in the last two episodes of tfatws, ESPECIALLY the finale because like did tou SEEZ ALL THE HEART EYES oh my GOD) but it’s this that really makes something in him melt and he just. he loses the last remnants of whatever tension or resentment or whatever negative feeling he may have been clutching onto.

there wasnt much left. but now theres none. now its all washed away.

its gone, and he gets it.

sam is a licensed therapist and he knew the reason he was being all dumb and childish and jealous with bucky was because steve had another best friend but also because steve’s other best friend was the guy that had been a big factor in how him and steve understood each other and how they bonded and it

it had kind of felt like they lost part of that when they found bucky again in civil war and he kind of wanted to blame bucky for it even though he didnt actually blame him at all so all it translated to was that dumb kind of jealous thing instead

but now it’s just them. its sam and bucky and it isnt steve and it isnt about steve and it shouldnt be because its about them. its about the boat and the water and the way they sit and watch the waves while the silence settles over them and the way that bucky says, “im sorry.”

its the way sam says, “me too.”

and bucky says, “you dont have to be.”

its the way they stay there until sarah comes to get them for breakfast and sams nephews convince them to play with them and their friends and the world is still shit and there is so much to do but

but its this and its them and that can wait

it can wait

they can take their time if they want to

maybe they’ve earned that much, at least

(it isn't a fast development because they're a complicated pair and there's so much to the two of them that need to figured out individually before they can even realize how well they work together, but the steps are so much easier knowing that they have the other in their corner and bucky knows that sam's home town is a place he's welcome to go and sam helps him make his own dreary little apartment into something that feels real and tangible with a bed and a couch and when they've become something that resembles stable and they've found a balance and they're okay, that's when they realize that maybe they can try for the more that sometimes bubbles under their skin and that they started to think about the more they spend time together. the warmth that sam feels every time he sees bucky playing games with his nephew and the smile that bucky has to fight to hide and still can't fully suppress when sam stands tall and proud with the shield in its rightful place, and it takes time, it takes work, it takes carefully placed bricks to build the foundation they need, but they get there, and when they do...

when they do, they're already happy, and it just makes them happier, and that's what makes it so much better.

that's what makes it worth the wait.)

#ironhusbands #sambucky #headcanons #asks

[diamondcamefromhell]

Blood Moon

Part One of the Blood Moon series

A/N: for A/N see after the fic

Blood Moon summary: Lena (pronounced as Le-na, not Leena) is a renounced witch, a grisha feared. Aleksander goes by many names, not many of which ring true. The pair is similar in more ways than one, but also as different as can be. One seeks power, another fears what the hunger might cost them both, however there is something about the darkness that invited them both. They meet in the middle, where the world collides. 

Important info: this takes place before the shadow and bone/six of crows, before there even is a shadow fold, and there isnt that much information about grishaverse in those times (note i havent looked much outside what books provide) i am taking a lot of creative freedom with it!

enjoy!

Lena wasn‘t sure how she ended up here, but she knew better than to ask questions. Aleksander, as she knew him, was a kind man. To her. Or maybe she was just one more foolish girl to him, whichever it was, he had accepted her for who she was.

A blood witch, many called her. All across Ravka and even beyond. They both had extraordinary talents, but for whatever reason, Aleksander was more accepted than her. Or, as accepted as grisha could be in these times. However, Lena remembered making the King himself kneel before her, then downing his entire army to do the same.

The power she felt, the name she earned. She used to wear lifeless colours, blending in, but she wore deepest of reds now, which seemed to be more fitting. It matched Aleksanders black attire quite nicely.

She counted herself lucky to even know him by that name, as he would never use it nowadays. He was known as something else, a shadow just passing through.

Aleksander was looking at the girl now, remembering his own mother, who once pretended to go by that name too – just like Lena did now. To him, she was Telyna, but for many reasons she didn’t like sharing, she despised that name.

Telyna was who she was before she became worthy of being a blood witch, it was a time of drowning and fear and pain. She broke through, but it cost her greatly, sometimes she wondered if it cost her humanity herself.

Aleksander liked that about her, as she stood there, glowing and graceful, radiating the power she had within. He saw the army kneel against their will. The world could be theirs, as they knew it.

But he needed to get stronger, to be worthy to stand next to her.

Lena looked at the man as shadows danced around them and he caught her gaze, smirking. The shadow extended, and she couldn’t see the light anymore.

“Impressive.” She said lazily, rubbing her hands on her cloak.

“Not enough to take down an entire army.” He said, letting the shadows drop – sunlight returned making Lena cover her eyes.

“No, I’m afraid not.” She agreed as he came to her, placing his hand on her shoulder. She felt the surge of power rush through her, as a reminder that he is an amplifier. Her mind for a second thought about what she could be is she bore his bones permanently, but she chased the thought away.

“Together we could-“

“Have the Ravka, Shu Han, Fjerda. Our reach might take Ketterdam and the whole world.” She finished as Aleksander just grinned.

She glanced at him and he involuntarily stepped back. His face grew tense but there was playfulness behind his eyes.

“I thought we agreed you wouldn’t do that.” She let him go, dropping herself to the grass and staring at the surrounding area. They were in an opening in a forest north of Ravka, close to the border.

“I thought we agreed not to discuss your plans to take over the world, Aleksander.” He pressed his lips tightly. This was a discussion neither of them really enjoyed.

“You almost took down the king.” Lena shot him a glance, sending him to his knees. He grunted but remained silent.

“It was for his treatment of grisha. Now he may never forget that if we wished to, we could destroy him and all he stands for.” Her voice trembled in anger. “That was his final warning.”

“Until he hurts another grisha.” Lena looked at Aleksander, who was still on his knees, staring at her. Shadows seeped out of him, seemingly not out of his will. She looked away.

“Then I will have him bring me his own head.” She said through her teeth. The woman couldn’t see Aleksander grin, as if he was twisting up a plan.

She only heard grass move and they were surrounded by darkness again. Even in it, she could see Aleksanders face change, as his shoulder relaxed, his skin began to glow. He looked better the further the darkness reached, and Lena wondered, what was happening to his soul in these moments.

Was he letting the darkness out, hence the glow, or was he letting it in, nest inside of him tainting all there is, eating him from inside out.

Lena has met Baghra once, even if she has been acquainted with Aleksander for some years now. The woman looked at her son with so much love, the girl felt herself grow jealous, even if just a little. But there was something behind her eyes there too, and only weeks later Lena had realized it was fear.

At first, she thought that it was for him, but perhaps it was for the world. Aleksander seemed to grow more and more power hungry every day he spent traveling across Ravka with her. They had no goals. After their visit to the royal court, they were both, hunted and feared.

But neither of those things really gave them power. And Aleksander wanted power.

Lena was scared to let him too close. To drink up his darkness, out of fear for becoming more like him, for wanting the world. She hated herself for what she did at court, yet she felt ecstatic about it too – using her power to it’s full potential. The fear in their faces.

She couldn’t see her cloak anymore, but the dark red was getting in her skin like permanent ink. She was owning the blood witch status. She loved being a scary story kids, to otkazat’sya. She was legend, she was seen and feared.

She hated how it made her feel. But she loved it too. She understood Aleksander better than anyone.

The sun reached her again as the man looked at her, gracing her with a full-toothed smile.

“That was better.” For a moment, he looked like a child. They never discussed their true age, but in the many lifetimes they are yet to have, perhaps they were just kids now. Two small children playing with fire they might not be able to contain.

“It was.” She said, against her better judgement.

There was a steam nearby. She felt the water as she was a Tidemaker, a name that seemed to stick to those of Small Magic who learnt how to manipulate water. She couldn’t see it behind the trees, but her lips twitched as the tried to hold back a grin.

She lifted her arm, twisting it a little, and then flicking it. Water rushed from its source, soaking Aleksander who seemed to be struck by it unexpectedly. He was staring at her in disbelief as she allowed the water to fully drop, her laugh echoing across the forest.

“You should see your face.” She was bent over with laughter, but she still could see Aleksander biting back a smile too, until he burst out laughing. Lena knew he must be freezing though, so she did her best to get water off of him and his clothes once they had finished laughing.

They set camp then, sitting close by the fire. There was a comfortable silence between then as it seemed they have had all of the conversations through the years. Lena still felt herself yearn to hear him speak, tell a story of his earlier life, but he didn’t have many happy ones.

Nor did she.

“Do you think there is more people like us?” She asked, curiously, watching the embers in the fire.

“There aren’t anybody else like us.” Aleksander was looking at the girl, so she met his dark eyes. “And there never will be.”

“What makes you say that?” Lena asked as Aleksander smirked, closing his eyes and leaning in. Her heart skipped a beat as the girl shut her own eyes, but the man simply landed his forehead on hers.

“You and me, we are going to change the world.”

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A/N: Hey, hey, so, I am kinda back? Idk if I will be writing Y/N fics (tho I do plan to do it) Ive had this idea of Darkling [kinda] fic for awhile, and i have it started on AO3 HOWEVER, the story there takes place in Grishaverse as we know it, aka, around Shadow and Bone trilogy era, whereas what I am sharing here is the backstory of Lena and Darkling, so I hope y’all enjoyed?? Let me know what u think, anonymous feedback can be left on my ask page. This part is short and they all might be, so i can get them out faster, that is if you actually like it?

either way, shooting my shot.

CANT WAIT FOR TV SHOW

#the darkling #aleksander morozova #darkling fanfiction #darkling fluff #darkling angst #darklingxreader #okay that might be a lie #lena #lenathebloodwitch #girhsaverse #grishaimagines #darkling imagine #whytfdidiusefanfiction #original characters #ugg #idk what to tag #like half the time they dont work anyways #so LOL #WHO CARES

[celebritytgcaptions]

Requests (5/23/2021)

Hi lovelies! I’ve been getting so many requests & I’m working hard to get all of them in the queue. Thanks for sending them my way! I’m writing to let you know that the queue is now full until the end of June. I was able to get every requests from my May 8th post in there except for a few. Requests from May 8th for captions featuring Katy Perry, Jenna Fischer, Marisol Nichols, Addison Rae, Ariana Grande, Erin Kellyman, Taylor Swift, Billie Eilish, Jhene Aiko, & Kirstin Maldonado will be posted in early July.

But there have been an absolute ton of requests since then too, yay! So I’m listing all the requests that I haven’t gotten to below. If you made a request but don’t see it below that might be for a few reasons. 1) I’ve written it already and it will be posted in June. 2) It’s one of the requests I posted on May 8th so I won’t talk about it here. 3) I considered it a demand not a request (for example, I received two that said “Anything with,” that wasn’t really a request just telling me to do it. Sorry if this bothers some of you but it is an issue with me so make sure you word your requests AS requests). Either way, thanks for the love, lovelies! :D

Anonymous said:

Could you do one with either Kelley O’hara or Alex Morgan from the USWNT about a guy soccer player watching the US win the world cup and then want to be them or something like that?

I actually know who both those are (shockingly enough, I don’t really follow sports) so sure thing!

Anonymous said:

Could you do lorengrey captions? She’s so hot

Sorry sweetie, don’t know who that is. :(

Anonymous said:

Hi I just had an idea for a game you could do. It could be where someone has to say as a boy what they’re like physically in stages. So first stage is hair color for example, second stage could be height, third stage could be body type, etc. An example would be if I was a black hair, short height, thick body type, I would match up with someone like Nicki Minaj. Just an idea which you could extend on. Hopefully it makes sense. I appreciate you!

I actually have a game like this mapped out called “Build a Sissy” where you choose age, hair color, and bra size, but it would take a LOT of work to make so I haven’t written it yet. Maybe some day though. :)

Anonymous said:

I would love to see a Tori Kelly caption. Her hair and body are not typical but beautiful for a white girl. I say that last sentence respectfully. I think having a caption with her would be great

Sure thing! Tori Kelly is a cutie. :)

Anonymous said:

Ok I'm not sure if u'll know these 2 cuz even I had to look them up for the names but anne dudek and maitland ward theyre the 2 blonde sisters from white chicks not sure if uve seen it but if u can could u make a caption for them please?

I DO know who they are! I’ve been thinking about doing a White Chicks caps because there’s a lot of cute looks in that movie (especially for Busy Phillips who I just love) so sure thing!

Anonymous said:

Could u do Yvette nicole brown from community? Id like to see some big girl love

Sure thing!

Anonymous said:

I already know that this request is probably gonna be a No but I still have to ask whats the ruling on GCI enhanced celebrities like Taylor swift from Cats?  Or is that too much like "Furry" stuff. Now I'm Feeling this will be a No for multiple reasons

So it is not an issue with CGI “enhanced” celebrities but for Cats it is because I do not have a Furry fetish and I get uncomfortable thinking about writing caps for it. But I write caps with “manips” all the time (photoshopped images of celebs) so I’m not ruling out CGI enhanced celebs all together.

Anonymous said:

Can you do one of Lindsey stirling? And for the story can it be a guy trying to learn Violin but he cant seem to focus he even tried hot female teachers but it didnt work then he gets a male teacher than he starts focusing and wanting to please the teacher he becomes a sissy sorry its a long request

Sounds fun, sure thing!

Anonymous said:

Hi big fan and I think you’ve been doing amazing work. Is there anyway you could do a story about a guy who loses a bet to sorority girl and is forced to get his nails painted and turned into a girl? I love the idea of having a boys nails painted against his will. I’d love one with Selena Gomez but if you think another celeb would be better I leave that cumpletely to you.

Totally! This sounds fun. :D

Anonymous said:

Can you do thelma and Louise?

I’m assuming you mean Geena Davis & Susan Sarandon from Thelma & Louise so yes. Yes I can. :)

Anonymous said:

Can you do a caption from the movie bridesmaids? Like when theyre all trying on dressess or something?

I haven’t seen Bridesmaids (I know I know) but I can try something. :)

Anonymous said:

it would be super cool if you could do some more games! They’re my fav

Glad you like them! As long as I’m not on hiatus, games will be posted every second Saturday. I’ve already got two set for June. :)

Anonymous said:

Hey huge fan of your recent work and super excited about new caps!! Do you think you could do one about a college guy who drops out in pursuit of being a stand up comedian, but the comedy club needs a female comic so they turn him into a girl? I was thinking maybe Nikki Glaser, she so funny and sexy. Thanks can’t wait to see all your new stuff!!

Oooo, Nikki Glaser is great. Sure thing!

Anonymous said:

Can you make a caption about a guy who makes fun of curvy and thicc women, where the women get their revenge and turn the guy into Nia Jax?

You got it!

Anonymous said:

Hi Me again on the topic of the assembly line worker caption sequel if you do it i just an idea for the story like before depicting the sissies "first time"  but you can have it be that the coworker doesnt know and is telling everyone about the chick he slept with last night and the sissy is just thinking "if only they knew"idk i thought it was good anyways thank u again

So this message is in reference to a sequel caption that was requested & that I did write and will be posted in June. I’m sharing it here to let the anon know that I wrote the cap BEFORE I got this second request so there will be a followup but the story will be different. I hope that’s ok.

Anonymous said:

Hi idk if u watch wrestling or not I see u have some captions of wwe womens wrestlers but im not sure have far ur knowledge of it is? Could u do a caption of Rhea Ripley if u know her?

I have never seen a single episode of WWE, I do not watch wrestling, and yet somehow every time someone requests a wrestler I know who she is. Don’t ask me how because I do not know. Anyways, yeah I can do a Rhea Ripley one. :)

Anonymous said:

Could you do a caption about a janitor for sissy co. That finds out the strange goings on at work and tries to blow the whistle on the whole operation but is caught and turned into a sissy maid for the sissy co. Corporate office abit specific I know but ive been thinking on that awhile however u do it will be perfect thanks

You got it!

Anonymous said:

Could you do katheryn Hahn from wandavision specifically the 80s look with the Big hair and aerobics outfit

Oooo, sounds nice. I’ll type that up for sure. :)

Anonymous said:

Hi big fan of your caps!! Do you think you could do a cap where a football player wants to go to the NFL but gets hurt, so they turn him into a female commentator, maybe Lauren Rutledge? If you don’t know her, she’s been a college football reporter for awhile and was also a former Miss Florida. Anyways I just think any guy would be lucky to be turned into her and I love your caps keep up the great work!!

Me: *googles Lauren Rutledge to see if it’s who I’m thinking of* How do I know who this is? Anyways, yes I can write this. :)

...for some reason there are no GIFs of her though so I’m just gonna move on.

Anonymous said:

Hi I'm the one that requested the LONG list of celebs I'm still really sorry about that I didnt realize how many it actually was till I looked back so I wanna retract some for your sake tell ya what if you havent done any already just do the ones that are specifically marked (as in the ones detailed by movie or show theyre in) the ones that are just names you can leave out i knoe its still alot but hopefully that takes some weight off of ya sorry again

You don’t have to be sorry! Like I said, in the future I’d ask that folks limit requests to no more than 3 celebs at a time but you didn’t know that. I’d never said that before. I typed up every celebrity and they’re going to be sprinkled in during June. Hope you like them! :)

Anonymous said:

Hello ^^ I love your work. Can u make a caption with the name "jules" and Ariana Grande please? Thank you

Sure thing!

Anonymous said:

Hey, not really an ask, but something I needed to share

I'm the one that asked for the Stephanie Beatriz caption from a whole back, and I absolutely loved how it turned out. Each time you roll out a new caption is like a small thrill to me and I read them right as they're released.

Now this wouldn't be an ask if I wasn't asking something, right? Well, next month sees the release of the "In the Heights" movie, and there's an opportunity there to do a series of captions using stephanie Beatriz from that same movie.

In conclusion, I love your captions so much, you're amazing!

Awww, this is such a sweet message. Thank you! And YAAASSSSS! Ever since the first trailer for In the Heights dropped I was like, “I must write a caption with her in this!” So you can imagine how fun it’s been waiting this entire time. *eye twitches*. We’ll have to wait until the movie comes out for me to be sure I can find a good image but this IS a caption I want to write. :)

Anonymous said:

Hi I just recently came across your blog and fell in love with it!! The caption with the football player being turned into Bella Thorne is one of my favorites!! I’d love so much if you could do a sequel or something to that cap it was so amazing and I need to know what else happens to “her”. I’m not sure if this is possible or if you even do sequels but this cap was great and I look forward to all the others!!!

Glad you like it! I’m always looking for sequel captions to write on Throwback Thursday so you’ll get this for sure. :)

Anonymous said:

Hey big fan! Do you think you could do a caption where a short guy gets made fun of by all his girl friends for how short he is? Ariana Grande is fairly short and I think a caption of her (of age of course) would be awesome

You got it!

Anonymous said:

Can you do one with the bella twins as two guys who fought over the same girl then the girl turns them both into look alikes of her but then they start fighting over the same guy

Yep!

Anonymous said:

Do you know suzy berhow? Or angie Griffin? If so would love a caption of either of them please

Sorry sweetie, I don’t know who those are. :(

Anonymous said:

Would appreciate more Sia captions please when u get the chance

I will remember that. :)

Anonymous said:

Can make some Winnie Harlow caption please? I adore her style

Sorry lovely, I don’t know who that is. :(

Anonymous said:

How about instead of removing the captions with Demi in them ,the images of Demi were just replaced with another celeb and if Demi is mentioned by name in the caption then that could be edited  to mention a different celeb. I respect Demi's decision I do but lets not lose some well made captions. Also if you could please make a caption where Amy Adams feminises a fan and raises them as her daughter and Kristen Stewart makes you her submissive wife that would be appreciated. I'm a fan of them.

So about the Demi Lovato captions: I understand your feelings but I’m still going to delete the original captions. Because of how my captions are made I can’t just go back in & swap out an image or edit the text, I have to remake it from the ground up. I am hoping to do that with some (maybe all) of the Demi Lovato captions & re-publish them, but I’m still going to delete the originals.

I can do the Kristen Stewart one for sure and I’ll TRY to do the Amy Adams one I just am not 100% sure I can find a pic for that but we’ll see. :)

Anonymous said:

If it’s possible before your summer hiatus could you do a caption with Amanda Crew (silicon valley, sex drive)?

I will do one with Amanda Crew but I can’t commit to doing it before the hiatus.

About the hiatus: I don’t know when it’s going to be. I want to TRY to make it to at least July 18th because I have a specific game in mind I want to post for 5 years of Celebrity TG Captions games, but after that I have no idea. I’ve been writing caps for a longer stretch of time since normal since I’ve switched to a part-time blog so I might burn out at any second but for right now I’ve still got some juice.

#Not a Caption #Requests #Request

[pwnyta]

Some PKMN Doodles~ under the cut~

Marcella and Kreetan have grown a lot over the years... as you see.

Kreetan has to share Zippo whos very popular.

He is taking Zippo away. Good bye.

Zippos mom and dad~

Ellis parents didnt want her marrying Iggy because he was not an Arbok.... so he made himself an Arbok by tattooing his wings in devotion to her and by extension... her whole clan. (her tattoos are all covered by clothing)

Iggy tattooing is a rather big thing with his people because theres this whole thing about bad Chars and them being marked for their crimes... but he loves his wife more than his reputation (and others Chars tend to know him and like him anyways... its probably just the older generation BACK IN MY DAY only criminals got their wings tattood!!!) Iggy said... ‘I’ll take the Elle.‘

Baby Elli with her dad. Her dad is mostly a very serious dedicated fella... but hes got a super soft spot for his grandson even though he wasnt so sure about Iggy.

New turtle lad.

Since hes a turtle...

Owen is a wild and excitable battler.... maybe too excitable. He bonds with people by getting his ass beat .. if someone can beat his ass he will respect that person but its been getting harder to do the older and more experienced he gets. Hes also very straight forward and has not a single ounce of shame which is very embarrassing for his teammates and tho he may seem like a huge dummy hes actually quite smart and is good at reading people...

I colored Darla and her Galarian cousin... who I didnt give a name I think... Karina! Maybe. Anyways theyre very cute.

Darla is a very peppy, sweet gal who enjoys training with her dad but she is a bit soft hearted so the chances of her becoming a battler... not likely.

Karina on the other hand... she could bust a knee cap or to... at least in defense of her beloved cousin.

A very sensitive ice cream. She likes playing in her teachers feathers... but none have fallen out before! Oh no!! She loses her ability to float when shes sad... thats how she ‘melts‘.

Delilah is very diligent in her pursuit of feathers if she sees one drop she teleports immediately... she does fall asleep a lot tho and thats the other girls chance to catch up!

The teeny tiny feathers on the top of Mr Shandras wings arent as valuable it seems but Holly likes them and keeps them in the dense fur of her tail.

Addi would like to use her big feather like a sword but shes too scared it will break!!

Mr Shandras shed feathers are a valuable commodity to his girls.

...I havent drawn my priest Houndoom and his gaggle of obsessive possessive ghosts in awhile...

Ulla thinks there are places for the father to be. Ulla is one of the more reasonable ghosts but she also does her own thing and sometimes picking up Flaminio and putting him somewhere else... just happens. Maybe its an aesthetic choice or maybe shes protecting him from a spooky Shedinja...

Thats quite enough of that

....Now for some more new designs!

Mani is a Lonely male Noctowl. He only really had his dad growing up and unfortunately for him his dad might have been a little crazy and very paranoid that people were out to get him. He drilled it in Manis head that no one but him and his sister could be trusted and then he was murdered... and Mani inherited all that paranoia and dedicated himself to protecting and training his sister... just in case he was murdered too. He usually wears a hood and mask which he will only take off around his sister or if hes by himself.

Aelia is a Jolly female Pidgeot. An up and coming young battler trained by her brother. She never thought she’d be good at it but once she got stronger she became a little addicted (and secretly she saw her brother get beat up once and knows he was too soft and she wanted to protect him too). Shes very strong but her technique could use some work... its not like her brother had any training either. She never really knew her parents and has not connection to them... she just knows theyre both gone and to her the only person that matters is her big brother who has always been with her. She does wear her fathers old coat though...If Mani has kept it so long than it must mean a lot and she wants to make him proud.

Mani has battled for money... hes not very good but he can take a hit and hes quick and made enough money to take care of Aelia... she was never happy about it tho.

Manis full outfit covers most of himself and his face... cuz he doesnt want anyone to recognize him (completely oblivious to the fact that if someone did know him as a kid they probably wouldnt recognize him now... hes unbelievable stressed out by his sisters insistence to wear their fathers coat.)

#Pwny Gijinka mon fanarts.

[multifandomwriter18]

Feeling a little down: Chatnoir x reader :PART 1:

A/n: hey so it’s been awhile since I last posted. Sorry for being so inactive I’ve been working full time and I’ve been really busy. I havent been in such a writing mood and of course work and life has been keeping me on my toes but I’ll try my best to get asks / requests done and try to be more active on here.

Since it’s been a while since I posted a Chatnoir x reader I thought I’d post one now. *this is taken from my Chatnoir x reader oneshots on wattpad.

I'm basing this chapter on season 2 Glacier..(was that the name of it?) I think it was episode 10? You know the one where the ice cream guys gets akumatized and Chat Noir gets depressed cuz LadyBug didn't show up and Marionette is upset about Adrien? Yeah well this will be sorta based on that specific episode but without the whole akumatized part etc. OKAY! Now... You may enjoy!

ALSO THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR 200 FOLLOWERS! I know it’s not a lot to some of you but it really means a lot to me. Thank you for all the support and love I have received on my blog. Be sure to follow my other one @swiftdagger-con *keep in mind I cannot message anyone on that blog but feel free to send dms on this one here :)

Tears weld in my eyes as I small sob breaks out of me. I was standing up on the roof top/balcony of my house.

I can't believe it..

(Boyfriend name) broke up with me..how could he do something like that?!

"I don't love you anymore (y/n)..I'm so sorry..I'm so sorry.."

His words ring inside my head. I don't love you anymore..

My whole body shakes as I clenched on to the bars of the balcony. I held on for dear life chase it felt like the whole world was shaking..

"I thought I could love like I loved (your enemy's name who was once dating your now ex.bf) but I don't..I just..I..I just can't.."

I clenched my jaw as I covered my ears, shaking my head trying to making the noise in my head stop.

Not too long ago Rose was telling me about (bf's name) and (your enemy) getting close together at a small Café.

I take in a sharp inhale and slumped down pressing my face against the bars. Marionette and Ayla were trying to cheer me up today with some ice cream along with Nino but nothing was working.

Not even Adrien could help me..I mean he couldn't even go anyways but still..

I grabbed a tissue and blew my nose. My (eye colour) eyes burned from all the crying. I bet I looked hideous. Strands of my (hair colour) hair stuck to my sweaty forehead.

All this crying was making me sick. I closed my eyes and take in another deep breath. I stood up and shakily went into my bathroom and splashed water on my (skin colour) face.

•(When I mean by skin colour I mean like pale, or flushed or like light coloured skin, or dark or tan etc.)•

I looked in the mirror and frowned. My once (eye colour) eyes were now a little blood shot and I had small bags under my eyes.

I groaned and slumped on my washroom floor. "Come on (y/n) you can do this..you gotta be strong.."

I stood back up and cleaned up my face with more water. I sighed and dried my face again. Slowly my eyes softened a little more and the bags under my eyes didn't look too bad.

I fixed my hair into its usually side braid and walked back outside. I closed my eyes enjoying the cool breeze.

I leaned against the bars and looked up at the moon. I have to be strong..

"Hi there, (y/n) right?"

I gasped nearly falling on my ass. I was too much in a daze and I didn't even see Chat Noir sitting on the railing.

I stared at him with wide eyes. "Ah..I didn't mean to frighten you..I um..I was wondering if I could hang out here.."

After I was able to slow my heart heart I walked a little closer to him. "Ah..yeah sure..I mean-yeah! Yeah, I would mind that at all." I rambled out as he slumped a little looking at the stars.

"Y-you ok?" I asked softly as I moved a little closer to him. "I guess.." He barley whispered and I frowned.

"What's wrong.."

"Love issues.." He grumbled and I looked away. "I know how that feels.." I muttered as I looked back at the stars.

"Wait what happened to you?" He asked softly as his soft but sad green eyes met my glassy (eye colour) ones.

I looked away and tucked a stray strand of (hair colour) hair behind my ear. "You first.." I mumbled and he sighed. "I had this whole little date planned for LadyBug and I..b-but she didn't show up..it's not like she would've came..she said she might now be able to come but..I had my fingers crossed..I thought she would've made it.." He replied as I felt his voice starting to break.

"I..I'm so sorry Chat..I..maybe she was-"

"-it doesn't matter anymore..what happened to you?" He asked cutting my off.

I bite on my lower lip as I made sure to not cry. Especially in front of him..

"M-my..my uh...my boyfriend broke-broke up with-with me." I babbled out as I let out a small laugh.

"Not like I didn't see it coming..the thing that made me wonder was how he came up with the whole thing. 'I don't love you anymore..' Who says that to someone?" I hissed out as I cursed under my breath for saying to much.

"(Y/n)..I'm sorry to hear that..I mean..ouch..that must've sucked..wait I-"

I waved him off as I leaned against the railing. "It's ok, I got used to it a long time ago.." I stated softly and looked over at him who seemed even more depressed.

He met my gaze and looked away. "Yeah..I guess your right.."

I frowned and without thinking my hand rested on his. "Hey..don't be like that..I-maybe she was busy..people sometimes have a full plate and can't do everything at once."

He huffed as I felt his cheeks turn pink from our touching hand. I sighed and looked at him with a faint smile.

"I don't think she meant any harm..Ladybug didn't mean to hurt you..there's always next time right?"

He shook his head and I frowned pulling my hand away. "I'm sorry..I'm just making it worse right? I'm sorry.."

He looked at me and stepped off the railing and stood next to me. His back rested against the railing as his eyes met mine.

"Please stop apologizing..it's not your fault..and no your not making this worse, I promise you that.."

My eyes widened for a small moment and then softened. He gave me a small smile extended one gloved hand.

"How about I cheer you up a little, I have the perfect place." I stared at him and back at his hand.

Slowly and shakily I placed my hand in his as he then held me close.

"Hold on tight ok? I promise I won't drop you.." I smiled as I warped my arms around his neck closing my eyes as I breathed in his sweet, almost drugging scent.

"I know you won't..I trust you.." I rest my head on his chest as I was able to hear the rhythm of his heart beat.

I felt a small purr rumble in his chest making my stomach dip and churn. Finally when he was ready he scooped me up in his arms and we were then on our way.

Part two will be up soon! Thanks for reading!!

I don't think I want to add heavy sexual scenes for this chapter..

Maybe something a little vanilla like scenes..

Anyways stay tuned for more!

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[winnies-headcannons]

Kyoya x reader

Secret crush

Summery: kyoya just knew he liked you from the way you walked to the way you care for others. You were a family friend of kyoya so he had known you since birth, he had secretly liked you for awhile but family buisnness got in the way. You guys havent talked in a while but when you joined the host club his heart stopped.

Trigger warnings: Drinking, arguing, fluff, slapping

A/N: I hope you like this, I've been having writers block lately but this idea inspired me!! Anyway enjoy!

Koya's eyes widened, his heart racing like horses on a race track. Out of everyone in the school, Tamaki had to choose you to be the new host, a girl he had known since birth, a female he had liked for forever but too stubborn to tell you. You meant everything to him but he let his work get in the way. He had pushed you away to focus on the family business as he tried to impress his father.

After the host introduced themselves you smiled, you couldn't help but stare at the black-haired glasses-wearing guy, he looked more mature than he did when you guys were little. His chest was buffer, his facial expression more serious. It was kinda...hot.

"Hi, my name is l/n y/n, second-year student!" You exclaimed introducing yourself to the hosts, you were honestly excited to get started. You were the first female to be in the club that will be working with guys (besides Haruhi at times). One thing you didnt except was that your childhood best friend/crush would be the manager of this type of club. I mean come on the Kyoya ootori a host? Kinda hard to believe, he wasn't the 'host' type.

"Well well well, got ourselves a cute little kitten~" the ginger-haired makes spoke in sync, your face became a light shade of pink "you're gonna be fun~," the one named Hikaru said resting his arm around your shoulders. Kyoya got pissed, he didn't want anyone to touch you but he didn't want anyone to know so he just watched from behind the black book he always writes in. "Wow Tamaki was right you two do look just alike!" You smiled, you can't believe the resemblance they had, identical twins!

It was a few hours before the club opens and you were just starting it up with the club. They told you how they wanted something more for the club, they wanted it to surpass high school, you found it quite amazing how hard they work just to please girls. "Oh that reminds me, you didn't get to meet kyoya when we introduced ourselves!" Tamaki exclaimed "no need me and y/n have known each other for years" kyoya interrupted, "she's a family friend" his voice monotone, never looking up from his book. The club mentally facepalmed, they knew there was a reason why you didn't talk to him. "Yup, but we kinds fell off in middle school..so we haven't really talked since then" your heart pulled at you're chest, it hurt you've loved him for so long yet he just pushes you away.

"I didnt seem you to be the host type kyoya" you exclaimed turning around to look at him, he smirked from behind the big black book "nor did I, tamki talked me into it" turning toward tamaki he was doing his little kingly pose "yes all my idea!" God he was full of it. "We must not delay the ladies and gentlemen-" he looked towards you "are going to be here soon! We must get the club ready" everyone nodded got to their designed spot but kyoya didnt move just sat there so you decided to sit with him at the back of the room. "So..how have you been" you shyly said, you noticed how he didnt even look up from his book not once. "If your attempting to small talk me its not gonna work, Y/N I'm a very busy man and I dont have time for silly small talk" this made your heart hurt, you knew he wouldnt really wanna see you but figured it's been so long since you've last seen each other, Guess you were wrong.

"O-okay" you put on a fake smile and walked to your designated spot fighting back tears. In the back of your head thinking maybe, just maybe he would be different. Hours have gone by and it was honestly a good first day, flirting with guys and them flirting back, even got a few numbers. Your population was growing quickly, I mean it should everyone knew at this point that your family was close to the ootori family so they wanted to get on your good side. School had ended at this point and you were waiting by the front gate for your ride, but thanks to the buisnness of your father and his driver he couldnt make it. You had gotten the text on your phone a few minutes ago that he couldnt make it, you only sighed not surprised but disappointed.

Sitting on the front gate fountain you sighed, how were you gonna get home? It was too far to walk and you didn't really know anyone well enough to get a ride with someone except..no, no you couldn't, he didn't wanna even talk to you let alone give you a ride home.

"Your father not coming?" A voice appeared out of nowhere. Looking up from the phone you see the devil himself, Kyoya. "Ah, no he's busy" a fake smiled crept on your face, he was the last person you wanted to see at the moment.

"Well seeing as we live close to each other it would only make sense you ride with me" his dace black his stare harsh, you didn't want to but yet you did. Only wanting to know why he pushed you away so much. "A-alright" you agreed, walking with him to his limo. "We're taking miss L/N home first" kyoya exclaimed to the drive, he only nodded and drive off. It was silent half of the way there till you got the guts to speak "Kyoya..why did you push me away" oh God why did you ask that your anxiety oh the frights now. He looked up at you and was silent for a quick second "Y/N you should know the answer. We are both very important people and we can't let a friendship get in the way of things" he huffed out "but we've known each other all this time why now" he was starting to piss you off, you just wanted your friend back, you wanted to see if y'all could be more. "Because my father's business is much more important than our petty friendship" tears were on the verge of your eyes, clenching your fist on your dress "why do you care so much" looking down and tears falling down your face "because I love you.." He eyes widened and his heart racing, did you really mean it? All this time he thought you were just playing him. "y/N I-" suddenly he was cut off by the sudden stop of the limo. "Don't bother kyoya like you said, your work is way more important than me" you got out of the limo leaving him speechless.

The last thing you remember about that night was running to your room and crying your eyes out, you even snuck into your dads room and stole some alcohol and chugged it, throwing it up instantly as your body wasn't use to it. Even though you kept puking you just kept drinking till eventually you were drunk off your ass making you fall asleep.

The next day the worst hangover hit you, school was the last thing on your mind but had no choice, after spending to much time in the bed past your alarm you got up and got ready for school. Arriving at school you went straight to the host club knowing everyone would be in there, rubbing your temple as you opened the door. "Wow Y/N you look like shit" one of the twins said you only grunted at their statement and sat down on the couch next to haruhi "jesus Y/N you smell like alcohol" the female dressed as a male (still valid) covered their nose. "Sorry didnt have time to shower, but damn I have a hangover like no tomorrow" rubbing your temple Mori handed you a water with a simple 'here'then walked away. The hosts was crowded around you wanting to know why you drank so much last night. "Listen guys I dont wanna talk about it." Kyoya was getting mad, a simple argument made you drink so much last nigh? He slammed his book closed causing everyone to be quiet, he stood up quickly and walked to you grabbing you by the hand causing you to stand "are you stupid? Drinking at your age, ruining your system" he stared you straight in the eyes "why do you care, why not just go write in your little book if yours." You harshly said making his jump back a little "if you weren't such a DICK maybe you would have more friends, maybe someone would love you MAYBE-" you were cut off by a pair if warm soft lips, it was kyoya, his hands on both side of your face. You never kissed back only stared at him in shock. Soon he let go of your alcohol tasting lips, "I do love you" you heart skipped a beat, beating as fast as it could go, tears formed at the edge of your eyes.

Slap

Your hand met his soft pale face as hot tears streamed down your face. "I love you more" you smiled then hugged him, guess this is a perfect life.

#ohshc #kyoya x reader #x reader #ohshc x reader #fanfic #ouran fanfic #ouran high school host club #ouran host club #tw #slapping #alcohol #drinking

[goatpaste]

WC design/headcannon/ect masterlist- Part A

just a list of ALL my designs for headcanons, maybe some design updates, any other comments or AU ideas i have. on main characters and characters with no plot!

These are all the cats who name starts with ‘A’, posting these in alphabetical order to not overload just one list lol

all under the cut >:3

Acorn Fur

my Acorn Fur design changed slightly as she used to be more red saturated and i wanted her to not so much like my Red Claw Design

My biggest Headcanon for her is she absolutely didn’t listen to Moth Flight and ended up giving birth to two kit’s with Red claw as the father. they names are Rain Stone and Oak Stump 

Acornpaw

Acornpaw, ancient skyclan warrior

i like the idea of Acornpaw is a decedent of Acorn Fur and one of the last generations of her family that would remember her name

A warrior name i think would be nice for him is Acorndrop

Acorntail

Acorntail, ancient windclan deputy.

i can imagine he was named the way he was being smallest in his litter, losing his tail to a rabbit trap when he’s older

acorntail stick with being deputy for awhile but i can see either he even after training an apprentice can’t keep up with the duties and once again insist that Morningcloud is made deputy. oR acorntail becoming leader as Acornstar and morningcloud or her apprentice Quickpaw being made his deputy 

Adderkit

Adderkit, starclan kit who used to live in windclan and died by adder bite, named for it and was avanged by tallstar 

I imagine Adderkit was originally named Burrowkit born to Ashfoot and Deadfoot in their first litter with Eaglekit. Adderkit died on Windclans Journey to find a home after shadowclan chased them out.

Adderkit was very young when they died i picture their memory of their living life being EXTREMELY blurry, they know their windclan and they died by an adder. its why they renamed themself, and they barely remember who their mom and dad were.

Adderpaw

Adderpaw, ancient windclan apprentice who was around to the apprentice age limit code

Adderpaw was name for what a good few other ‘adder’ and snake named kits are named for, their tail wiggling around with its patterns look like that of a skinny snake.

Adderpaw Warrior name ideas, Addergrace or Addersnag

Algernon

not much to say beyond i think my design for him looks very funny lol

but my design for him is that he is leucistic

Applefrost

Applefrost, kid of appledusk and reedshine

Named after her piece of shit dad, and raised on one sided stories of him she loved her dad and wanted to be like him as she got older.

She was the first victim of Mapleshade’s hauntings, picking her because she was named after the man who hurt her family and she looks a bit like him. 

(applefrost isn’t normally greying on the bottom naturally, this is a side effect on spending so many years training one on one with mapleshade in the dark forest. My crookedstar design also has this) Applefrost knows the name mapleshade and was skeptic to talk to her at first, but opened up and tries to just take what advice she can get from the spirit. Even coming to sympathies with her through learning the truth of her father. 

Then one day Mapleshade stopped visiting her, thought Applefrost would never know what happened, there is a reason.

Applefrost was full grown, and so kind even in the face of the warrior who killed her father. And she looked so much like him, yes he ruined her life but maybe this was the price she payed for what she did, to forever feel pain over the lose of someone who didn’t love her. 

It was part that, and part..something about the way she looked at mapleshade, and something she said sent her memories flying back to her little petalkit who looked so much like her. 

Mapleshade would stop visiting applefrost and move on to another generation of their family. 

Applefrost would never tell her siblngs of mapleshade, but would come to disown her own father in starclan. even being friends with petalkit.

Applepaw

daughter of breezepelt and heathertail

mostly in here because i needed to up date her design

she hasn’t received her warrior name yet but should be close in the books

but a name like Applebite or Appleleaf

Ashfoot

Ashfoot,  windclan warrior, deputy and mother of crowfeather

i absOLUTLY love ashfoot

i picture her to be a very like ‘badass warrior mom’ she give tough love and you can’t help but totally admire her. She loves her son crowfeather, though if she is honest he tends to disappoint her with how he kinda doesn’t know how to behave

she gets followed around by herds of kits who want to be like her, and her past apprentice’s (which she has many of) call her sheriff (or mom, which is embarrassing but common and crow HATES it) 

Her and Deadfoot are VERY lovey dovey, she loves her sweet husband dearly and was distraught when he died. They were best friends growing up as apprentices together and were both name ‘foot’ in sign they always walked paw and paw, being well synced in battle and in life, they were just perfect for each other. so its easy to imagine when Deadfoot died it was like she lost half of herself

Ashfoot has a very long tail, just oh so slightly shorter than talltail, her family is known for their long tail (a trait passed down through being descended of windstar) Long tails are often called a symbol of power or royality in windclan. its very diserable and only tallstar’s tail was longer than hers. Her son crowfeather, and grandson jayfeather both take after thing ten fold with tails you could trip 10 cats with. breezepelt has a longer tail than average but no were near as long as theirs and it dOES kinda make him mad.

Ashfoot also loVES nightcloud, at first when crowfeather told his mom that nightcloud was having his kit’s she was super skeptical, not of nightcloud but of their relationship. she just saw right through it for what it really was. so she mostly didn’t talk to nightcloud for the two month’s she was pregnant, as to avoid getting involved.

but when Nightcloud gives birth and all of her kits but breezepelt die and she is DISTRAUGHT. Crowfeather isn’t helping and doesn’t seem to find any words that comfort her or not make her more upset, so like a big ol man child he turns to his mom and begs her to calm down nightcloud.

and its this moment that Ashfoot find’s herself completely bonded to Nightclouds side, looking at the dark she-cat crying over her lost kittens with her single son mewling for her. Ashfoot herself has had two litters both that only had one survivor, Eaglekit’s litter (eaglekit only made it to paw before he died) and now all she has is crowfeather. Ashfoot stay’s by the queens side and comforts her new daughter in law. 

Ashfoot and Nightcloud are close, even when her and crowfeather ultimately don’t work out. 

Ashfur

dont have much for him i guess

i hate him lol

i like him more than most other boy cats that i hate lol

he’s just a lil piss baby

iv updated his design a good bit, i thought his old design was really bleh but i havent been able to touch it up till now

i defiantly think him and brambleclaw shoulda been gay

i dont like him with squirrel, BUT if they’de been closer in age i think he and squirrel before ashfur became a fuckin crazy person they would have been better togeather than her and bramble that i don’t understand why she went back to bramble even if she didn’t get with ashfur

alsO i think the only ‘au’ i can like get into is like

Dustpelt mysteriously disappeared, presumed dead by thunderclan and never to be known what happened. Except between him and Ferncloud. id loVe a narrative of Ashfur kills dustpelt after watching the full grown warrior and mentor reefer to Ferncloud as beautiful, finding the behavior absolutely repulsive. Maybe ashfur ends up killing a few other cats who are like this and Ferncloud knows he killed dustpelt but maybe not the others. and it all ends up coming spilling out in the fire, this moment of the three and squirrel learn what he did but now he knows what they did, so their at a stale mate. but ashfur is becoming loser and more erratic in his behavior and hollyleaf kills him before he does something dangerous. 

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[20thcentury-kylo]

Housamo Prompt #3 "Then Fight It- and kiss me anyway~"

"Well then fight it, and kiss me anyway"

~Hope you guys are enjoying these~

He couldn't unsee it.

The sound of his own tears falling upon their lifeless body. He couldn't unhear it. The numbness of his own bloodied fingers holding on- trying desperately to keep them with him if only for a moment longer. He couldn't unfeel it. The white void that followed as they dissapear from his arms in a burst of light- Ryota can't handle it. The thought hasn't left his head since then.

He.... had killed them.

Things had seemingly returned to normal after the genociders exception, however the experience still vividly rests in Ryota's mind. The horrible memories that were forced upon him re-visit as dreams- nightmares that stir in the calmness of night. His Cheery smiles falter slightly as he remembers them.

It's harder to look into their eyes now. The soft glow of Kiomes' eyes that seemingly peer straight into his soul. The flutters that once lifted the redheads heart now sink with jarring anxiety. When the Chubby swordsman had first asked him out- Ryota couldn't be any more elated, that far off feeling that he'd been yearning for- for so long was finally in his reach. Now he can't help but laugh cynically to himself at the notion.

'Who could ever love someone who's murdered them..'

--

Ryota is good at putting up fronts- friendly smiles and light hearted jokes work well to mask the crushing fears and doubts plaging his mind, however...

Kiome Sees right through them

Kiome can feel the unease in Ryota's gaze, the fearful trembling as their hands intertwine, he can hear the toss and turns of his sheets night after night. He knows that feeling all to well, and wishes he could make his troubled partner realize that he doesn't have to be alone in this. The dragon-born transient has never been one to run away from his problems. He has no past to hide in, so he must constantly run forward no matter the obstacle. Even if he has no clear answer, that wont stop him from trying.

It's a peaceful Saturday evening, Ryota notes as he travels the dorms sunlit halls. The golden sunset hue removes him from the confines of his own thoughts for now. Kiome had asked him to me at the dorms rooftop after their guild meeting. The redhead could only imagine that whatever it was- it was serious considering he wanted to be alone. Ryota can't help but think that maybe he's finally caught on- that Kiomes' finally realized how horrible he is and wants nothing to do with him. The thought creeps upon him- the anxiety forming a lump in his throat.

The rooftop is quiet- faint winds breezing through the nearly whispy clouds above. Ryota finds his beloved there resting upon one of the slanted platforms, gazing into the reddish- orange sky. The young guild master motions for Ryota to join him, and together they sit in a calming silence.

After awhile Kiome sits up and turns to his red haired partner. That same look boreing into his very being- Ryota shifts uncomfortably under his gaze, that previous anxiety seeping its way back into the young boys' mind. He sits up in turn- a faint blush upon his features as he struggles to meet their eyes.

"Ryota.." The redheads' eyes shift further down at his names calling.

"Are you...ok? I know you havent been sleeping well.." Ryota looks up at him with an expression crossed between hurt and confusion. Why- why was he worried about him, how could he after all that happened. Ryota quickly regains his composure shifting into a nervous laughter as he responds.

"Oh that, it's no big deal- those exceptions we fought were just a little scary is all." It's a terrible lie, he knows that but his mind is starting to frenzy and he can't think straight. Kiome moves to place his hand atop Ryotas' causing the chalice wielding summoner to flinch at the contact. He doesn't understand, doesn't he know what Ryota did. How could he possibly look at him the same- with those eyes full of light.

The doubts in his mind swell and swarm around- fears inflating in his chest, he can hardly breathe. Tears peak from the corner of his eyes- the nervous smile on his face faltering into a spattered mess.

"You can talk to me ya know-" Kiome's trying to approach calmly but his own feelings are getting the better of him, the pained expression on his classmates- features no doubt because of him.

"It's-.. nothing, just remembering what happened.." Ryotas' facade has faded completely, as more tears well up in his eyes. This is too much for him, he doesn't understand and it scares the hell out of him. Truly afraid of losing something he may have never had.

"It's Ok- Im here for you." Ryota Jerks back at the sound of those words, a wild flurry of emotions bursting from his eyes- Kiome knew what was coming next.

"Thats just it!! You're always there for me even when I-!" Ryota chokes on his own words, he's never admitted to it out loud before, and he's afraid that doing so will sweep everything between them away.

"And I-!" He tries again to no avail.

"Plunged my own sword right through my heart..."Kiome finishes. Of course he'd seen it- countless loops, the tears of the boy infront of him.. he'd never forget.

"Exactly so why do you-" Ryota's panicking now, he can't finish a complete thought let alone put it into words. The crippling fear of whats coming holds him in place unable to run.

"Do you remember what I said..."

//There they sat among a torrent battlefield. Kiome laid in Ryotas' arms as the last of his life force slowly drains from him- strangely enough he can't feel the sword sheathed in his heart, not like it mattered anyway.

"I'm- I'm so sorry-" Ryotas' words are choked and jumbled, but the dying boy in his arms hears them perfectly. He lifts a hand- placing it upon his lovers tear stained cheek.

"Don't be... I was- really glad I got to meet you" //

Ryotas' eyes widen at the sudden realization. The words rang clearly in his mind- how could he have forgotten something so important.

"I-" It's as if the lingering cloud of fear and shame had suddenly been lifted from his heart. Kiome moves forward- arms outstretched to embrace the redhead, yet he flinches away.

"I'm sorry it's just- this feeling.. scares the hell outta me." The dragon-born transient pauses for a moment before advancing once again.

"Well then fight it- and kiss me anyway~" Wrapping his arms around Ryota- he embraces the feeling, any fears and doubts his partner had he wouldn't face them alone. The memories of grief and regret rise from Ryotas' chest, and for the 1st time in awhile- he feels like he can breath again. Kiome pulls back to look into his eyes ever determined, ever glowing.

"I- I can try-" Ryota is still trembling, but his partner accepts this kiss nonetheless, melding every emotion they've had into a colorful light- rivalling the sunset itself.

Fin~

(Comments/reviews are very much appreciated)

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