#someone write a proper oneshot about this please

[michelangelinden]

I have a hc that Alex is the Best at playing hide and seek for no real reason. Luke and Reggie could search for ages and not find him. And it’s (almost) never due to Reggie or Luke having no brain cells and missing somewhere obvious. He somehow wedges into seemingly impossible places and even when they were alive would manage to disappear. They’d never met anyone close to as good at playing hide and seek until Alex… That is UNTIL they meet Willie who is just as good. When they learn this, Alex and Willie start working together and hiding in the same place. Which they definitely don’t use as an excuse for forced close proximity. And when they’re Officially Dating they can pass the time while Reggie and Luke are looking for them with lots of kissing

Incredible headcanon!! I imagine it would go something like this:

People argue that the fun of hide-and-seek is actually finding all the people who were hiding, so you could go again.

Not for Sunset Curve. When they played hide-and-seek it was war. And they all fought as best as they could.

There was no denying that Alex was the best out of all of them though. He was the shortest for almost their entire youth, so he had been able to squeeze himself into the smallest corners or hide under a blanket mountain, blending in seamlessly. But even when he grew taller when they got to their last year of middle school, he was still nearly invisible, still able to squeeze himself into the smallest corners for some reason, and he figured out how to hide his long legs under the blanket mountain too.

It took the others ages to find him, but never once did they lose motivation. It was a challenge. They wanted to beat Alex. But no one was up to Alex's level until Willie came along.

Willie wasn't a particularly good seeker, because they did lose interest at some point (less because he wasn't keen on finding his friends or annoyed at them that they were hiding so well, but they got distracted sometimes, which rather annoyed Willie himself). But they were the world's best hider, finding corners even Alex hadn't considered yet, and Alex finally found his match.

Now it started to frustrate the others a little bit. Because now that they didn't only have Alex they couldn't find, but Willie too, it was nearly impossible to win the game. So in order to make it fair, Luke insisted that Alex and Willie would have to team up when hiding and find a place to hide in together. Reggie agreed with a lot of winks.

Their hope was that because they were now two bodies they had to hide, they had fewer places, but in reality it was Alex and Willie's hiding genius combined, so they always found a place. But they were two bodies they had to hide, so it was usually pretty tight. Alex didn't know if he wanted to party or scream.

The first time it happened was a little awkward, but mostly on Alex's side. They were hiding in a kitchen cabinet, Alex folded together like a lawn chair, Willie sitting opposite him with their legs involuntarily tangled together between them. It was summer and they were both wearing shorts, so there was a lot of leg-to-leg, skin-to-skin contact. Alex felt like his whole body was burning and he was very glad that it was pretty dark in the cabinet so that Willie wasn't able to see the bright blush on his cheeks.

"Comfy," Willie commented in a whisper.

Alex snorted. "You think so?"

"Hm," Willie hummed in response. "You come here often?"

"Are you really flirting with me in a kitchen cabinet?"

(Alex didn't know why he asked that. But he'd known Willie for a couple months now and he was comfortable around them, and knew that they wouldn't take the question too seriously, so he just kinda did.)

"I mean, we gotta spend the time somehow, it's gonna take a while until they find us," Willie explained, then winked.

Alex didn't respond, but he bumped his knee into Willie's. And in a spurt of the moment, he placed his hand on Willie's ankle, over their strawberry socks. He could see Willie smiling in the dark.

The first time they kissed was also in one of their hiding places. This time they were pressed chest to chest behind the bathroom door, trying to stifle their giggles and stay quiet. Alex desperately hoped Willie wasn't able to feel how fast his heart was beating with how close they were. Willie had his hands on Alex's hips (to save space and press closer, Alex told himself) and he had one of his a little awkwardly placed on Willie's arm.

And then Willie kind of just pushed up onto their tiptoes and kissed Alex. A surprise attack. Alex wasn't prepared. So it took him a moment to regain his bearings after Willie leaned back, nervous smile on their face, eyes searching his. Naturally Alex leaned forward and kissed the expression right off their lips.

That was the first time Reggie was able to find them before the rest, because in their excitement Willie's head had bumped against the door and made a sound. But Reggie was more delighted to have found them in the first place than to have found them kissing.

Alex and Willie didn't care about having lost so quickly for once, because oh wow, kissing, that was exciting!

Kissing was fun. Kissing each other was fun. So they kissed a lot. In their rooms, in the garage before band practice, at their lockers or outside the music room when no one was watching, and of course in their hiding spots.

Some spots didn't really allow it. Alex strained his neck so much to reach Willie in the kitchen cabinet again that he couldn't properly turn his head to the left for two days. Or when they were hiding behind a plant pot and they were so cramped that Alex's leg had somehow ended up on Willie's shoulder. Willie had laughed and just cheesily pressed a kiss to his shin.

But then there were places like between the spare couch on the loft and the wall, where they found themselves in an excellent kissing position. Yes, Alex was pretty uncomfortable lying on his back on the hard, dusty wooden floor, but Willie was perched in his lap, propped up with a hand on either side of Alex's head, kissing him stupid.

Now that they were dating and spending their time hiding with making out, Alex was no longer worrying about being in close proximity with Willie. Now he was hoping his lips were soft enough or that his fingertips weren't ice cold when he let them dip beneath Willie's crop top (they often were), or that he didn't accidentally bite Willie's lip (he did once, but Willie just kissed him harder after). They were much better worries, and Willie was always adamant on kissing them right away.

"I know you're making out, I can hear you!" Luke shouted from the ground, still looking for all of them. He huffed. "I just don't know where."

Alex and Willie grinned into their kiss. They weren't going to give Luke a hint. But as long as their kissing didn't tell Luke where they were hiding, they weren't going to stop either. They had this time to themselves and no one could say anything about it.

Hhhhh this was fun to write! And auch a great headcanon, thank you so much!!! A lot of forehead kisses for you 😘😘😘😘

(send me headcanons and I'll give you forehead kisses in return, or maybe a even a drabble)

#this was a delight #someone write a proper oneshot about this please #julie and the phantoms #willex #alex mercer #willie jatp #sunset curve #linden writes stuff #linden answers asks

[gamermattsgf]

Horror movie hot takes // Matt + Chris

Again, I’m sorry that this is not my proper writing, but don’t worry! My breeding kink oneshot is on its way, I gotchu guys ;) I’m hopefully going to be dropping it some time in the middle of the week, so this is just some light and fun reading to do until then whilst you wait - if you want of course… pls humour my stupid ideas lol.

Thank you to whoever suggested this because I’ve been dying to give u guys my breakdown. Horror is one of my FAV genres, idk why, I just love scaring myself. Also, I don’t have just one to share with u guys, but three different options each because it’s such an expansive genre with so many probable things to pick from. You guys can probably tell that I have way too much fun with these things… (Plus they’d look good in multiple different genres and I rlly wish I could add more but I don’t want these to get too long bc they’re meant to be hot takes).

Obviously, a couple of the pictures I’ve used for the visuals may be potentially triggering as they contain blood and other disturbing bits of paraphernalia, so please if you’re squeamish, proceed with caution!!

But anyways…

Matt:

First up Matt’s most likely to star in some type of rural corn maze horror. I’m thinking proper Southern gothic style, low quality, out in the sticks and with only a small population in the farming town where he resides.

I could so see the storyline following the main character who moves to this place, but very quickly gets that sinking feeling in her stomach that there’s something not right about the town, from the way the locals look at her to the way Matt speaks when she first arrives. There’s got to be that cliché plot line where something suspicious is afoot, something that she wants to unearth.

Matt’s character gives off creepy neighbour vibes, like the kind that watches the main character from behind his curtains as she unloads the moving truck. This Matt is properly country too, from the cowboy boots on his feet to his red flannel shirt and his shotgun that he randomly carries around because he’s a sheep farmer (do I envision him using his country accent, yes, yes I do).

Long story short, the rural town isn’t just a town, it’s actually a cult, and the reason the farmers rear cattle and mind sheep is so that they can conduct ritualistic sacrifices with them.

(I lowkey wish this was a movie I’d eat this kind of twisted shit up)

For his second movie I’m absolutely obsessed with the idea of putting him in a domestic psychological thriller- so proper stalking vibes. I’m thinking something like ‘You’ but almost making him a more extreme version of Joe Goldberg.

Possibly he’s maybe the main character’s co-worker, who takes the secret affection he has for her a little too far? Or even just an absolutely psychotic ex that refuses to let her go… In short this is the kind of movie that doesn’t quite give you that exhilarating rush of jump-scares, but instead tries to make you as physically uncomfortable as possible with an absolutely horrific instrumental soundtrack playing underneath it.

I’m not sure why I chose this branch of horror, but something about the way Matt looks just really did it for me, it’s so difficult to explain but his physical appearance fits the overall image of someone with an obsessive attitude towards a loved one.

Three words. Found footage horror. These kind of horror movies scare me the most because of that idea of it being ‘found footage’. Equally, ‘based on true story’ horrors also mildly unsettle me just because of that idea that it’s been reimagined from a real life event.

Matt’s found footage is giving ‘The Blair Witch Project’, I can defintely see him out in the wilderness with a bunch of his really close friends, all with camcorders in their hands as they document their time camping in the woods. Until everything goes terribly wrong. And they get lost. And are picked off one by one until Matt is the only one standing.

There is no soundtrack this time, just heavy breathing, crunching leaves underneath running footsteps, the sound of the wind in the trees and the occasional blood curdling shriek of whatever is hunting them down.

(I should seriously become a director lmaoo)

Chris:

Now onto Chris… most people often think Chris would thrive in a classic 90’s slasher flick- like ‘Scream’ or ‘Friday the 13th’ which I’m not going to argue against because he really would look great in one. It fits his overall vibe of being the jock boyfriend that is one of the first ones to die after him and his girlfriend stupidly break off from the group to ‘fool around’.

HOWEVER, I personally think that a game show gore horror is more his speed, it fits his skill set better. I feel like Chris would be really versatile in this kind of high-pressure environment and I’d honestly love to see him in a franchise like the ‘Saw’ movies (I want to hear him whimpering in pain) -WHAT…? Who said that??

This Chris is just an ordinary guy who works an ordinary but depressingly mundane job that does not come with the best pay… so what happens when he gets an ad mailed through his letter box promising money to whoever volunteers to try out this new and exciting game for a reality tv show? Well it’s simple, Chris would do anything for a dollar, so he signs up- not taking into account at all about how advertisements like this aren’t normally personally mailed to a person and that quite possibly this letter had actually been specifically targeted to people who were known to be in desperate need of some spare change.

The result? A wicked sadist trapping these poor people into machines and torturing them for his own personal gain.

(Fuck I love this idea)

This next one is a bit of a curve ball but roll with me here… a deep sea horror. Fun fact about me, I have horrible thalassophobia, and a severe fear of sharks (I know, stupid) but I can’t help it lol, they terrify me. However, still rolling with the overall cocky/jock/playboy characterisation of Chris, I could definitely picture him being some form of deep sea diving protege that’s a cave diving expert.

He’s a side character in the thriller that is called in when they need help with locating whatever monster lurks beneath the waves. Due to his speciality in the field, he’s one of the best, and co-leads a team of divers through a cave to see if they can sus out its location.

This Chris likes to wear a lot of blue things, and he’s constantly either smugly chewing on gum or is biting a toothpick within his teeth with an air of superiority about him. The soundtrack helps with the overall gritting suspense of the movie and keeps you on the edge of your seat constantly with jump-scares around every corner.

And finally, who the fuck would I be if I didn’t rope Chris into a zombie/pandemic apocalypse horror? Because this kind of movie has Chris written all over it, real TWD style. For some reason, within the whole horror genre in its entirety Chris fits the branch of gore horror the best, blood, guts and big spectacles of action packed violence. You name it, Chris looks like he could be apart of it.

In an apocalypse kind of situation, Chris would definitely be either a side character who you meet maybe about half way through the series - possibly from some other rival gang that threatens to steal your weapons - or one of the original main characters that have survived thus far. His weapon of choice is definitely either a trusty crowbar, or a classic metal baseball bat, something that he can really swing and satisfy his frenzied killing needs with.

Aesthetics wise, he wear a black bandana to keep the hair out of his face, a white tank top and army green cargo shorts. Pair them with some heavy duty black boots and you’ve got yourself a mighty attractive apocalypse survivor to spend the rest of your shortened life span with.

Author’s notes: someone needs to take my phone AND my imagination away from me immediately at this point, it’s too powerful when they’re put together. I get wayyyy too carried away with this shit lol. I have such a vivid imagination it’s insane to me, I be writing whole ass screen plays for these Jesus Christ. But anyways, I wanna see those two in a horror movie so fucking bad (if you couldn’t tell hehe). Or maybe just watch a horror movie with them… like- dw baby boy I’ll hold your hand at the scary bits hahahaha.

Again, a list of people who I think would entertain my silly little ideas: @luvmila444 @luv4kozume @luverboychris @mattestrella @mattslutt @nicksmainbitch @ellie-luvsfics @orangeypepsi @sturniolosreads @sturniolowhore @sturniolosstar @imwetforyourmom @thesturniolos @strniohoeee @rootbeerworshiper @lacysturniolo @matthemunch @1800chokedathoe @asturniolos @vecnasnose0 @meanttomeet @mattscokewhore @stursweet @breeloveschris @kvtie444 @lovingmattysposts @bernardsgf @fake-sturniolos

#matt sturniolo #sturniolo smut #sturniolo triplets #chris sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #sturniolo #nick sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #matthew sturniolo #sturniolos

[asmallpinkfan3]

Hobie brown and young! troubled teen reader hcs (more like oneshot)

Note-this is the first time I’ve tried writing for him and if u get his personality wrong please forgive me.

TW: reader has issues, swearing, slight mentions of sucidal feelings. Also I’m not British so idk any slang. So if anyone is British out there I’m sorry. And I dunno if I’m gonna write more for him I gotta figure it out.

GN reader, also reader is a younger teen like 13-16

You had met him purely by accident, you ran into him while not paying attention in the spider society headquarters, he didn’t get upset really seeing that you did it by accident but it did catch his attention when you were apologizing like you had ran into Miguel.

He noticed the way your hands gripped your sleeve almost as if you were mentally beating yourself up because you ran into someone. “It’s fine”. He said with a small smile trying to assure you he wouldn’t body slam you into the concrete like your mind had overreacted because of bumping into him.

He saw you a couple more times around headquarters, spacing out,fiddling with your hands, etc. he also noticed how you stayed at headquarters a lot not seeming to wanna go home for whatever reason.

The time that you had actually got a proper introduction to him and not bumping into him or catch him looking at you was when Gwen befriended you and introduced you to him.

Overtime he kinda saw the way you would try to be near him without saying anything almost like his presence gave you comfort. He never pointed it out nor did he seem to mind when you went to his place to be around miles, Gwen, and Pav you would always sit near him.

Sometimes he caught you staring at his stuff, posters, pins, wall decor, all that. You seem to like how his place was decorated and he felt a little flattered.

The first time you had started talking to him and showing interest in his stuff by speaking was when you asked where his pins were from. “Made them myself.” He replied with a smile and you nodded in understanding. One time you had watched him play his guitar and you kinda just stood there and watched amazed at his playing, he didn’t mind. It’s not like you were being a bother just by watching with big eyes and being completely focused on it.

The first time you opened up was when you had a fight with your parents about something so small and for some reason you went to his universe. “Y/n? Mate what you-“ “can I stay here for tonight?” You cut him off before he could finish, and he noticed the tears in your eyes as it’s obvious you’re not doing too good.

“The couch is free you can sleep there for tonight.” He replied softly as he threw a blanket to you. “You caught it with a tight grip and nodded as a thanks and went to the couch and laid on it, you did have to move a pair of shoes out the way but other wise it was pretty comfortable.

In the morning you woke up to Hobie making himself some breakfast and you sat up and walked over to him, blanket still wrapped around you.

“Thank you for letting me stay the night”. You thanked him as he gave you a soft smile, he then took a sip of his coffee . “No problem mate, you wanna talk about what happened?” He asked and you sighed as you explained everything from your parents being assholes and constantly feeling like you wanna end it all.

He put his coffee down as he stared at you with a concerned look as tears started falling. “Mate, you need a hug?” He asked softly as it’s pretty much the only thing he can offer as he watched a young teen just tell him everything on why they feel like shit constantly.

You nodded as he then gave you a massive hug mainly cause he’s 6’5 and you felt safe, protected, like nothing could harm you. “I’m just tired of everything and my parents don’t help, and being a spider person it just-“ you sobbed into him as he rubbed your back keeping his voice soft and low. “Shh mate it’s ok, it’s alright your parents aren’t here and I’m not gonna judge ya, ok?”

He didn’t move or let go till you did and when you stopped crying he wanted to make sure you felt at least a little better so he tried to think. “How about this, we go get ya cleaned up and go somewhere, you ever had fish and chips?”

You shook your head as you looked up at him and he only smirked a little trying to lighten your mood. “There’s this small shop around here we can go get some, plus their food is really good not like that rubbish that big company’s produce.” He explained as it got a small smile from you. “I would like that”. You responded as you put the blanket that’s currently wrapped around you on the couch.

#hobie brown #hobie brown x reader #astv x reader #astv hobie #spiderman astv #asmallpinkfan3

[m-jelly]

I love your fics omg. Could you maybe do a part 2 to your fic where Levi finds reader in the underground? Like where he brings reader back to the scouts and everybody is stunned to see Levi holding hands with someone in general but it's an even greater shock because the reader's front is covered in mud and looks like they haven't showerd in a few days (this is the underground we're talking about lol) and then then eren and armin start doing the awkward "So uhh... who's your friend?" and plot twist Levi pulls out the "That's my wife dumbass" line, since they're married but Levi kept her hidden to keep her safe. Please delete this if you don't feel like writing this, and have a nice rest of your day 🌸

@kenkopanda-art <3

With you again: Part 2

Levi x fem!Reader

Canon world, fluff, romance, reuniting, together again, hugs, kisses, tears, Levi being sweet, married.

Levi takes you back to the base and everyone is curious about who you are. After having a bath together, Levi gives you a tour and people ask who you are and Levi declares your marriage.

Note: I reread the request and realised I messed up in the oneshot. I got everyone to meet the reader after she's cleaned up and not before, sorry!

@ladycheesington @levisbrat25 @nyxiieluna @li-anne @galactict3a @youre-ackermine @thebobaprincess @2moth-anon2 @cypidity @nbinairyn @bts-spnlvr12 @notgoodforlife @demonic-bird

Part 1

The hot water massaged your aching muscles. It'd been so long since you'd been this relaxed and safe. Tears stung your eyes as you felt overwhelming relief that you had found Levi again and now you were going to be with him, forever.

The sponge moved up and down your body gently. Levi was so delicate with his touch as if any moment you might break. A few scars on your body caught his attention. Every inch of your body was well known to Levi, but he didn't know those scars.

Veins popped on his fist when he clenched it tightly, water from the sponge trickled and oozed. "How did you get those scars?"

It was embarrassing to confess the truth, but you knew you couldn't lie to the man you loved. "After you left, there was some food to keep me going. You said you'd come back, but you didn't." You welled up. "I waited and I was so hungry. I had to survive. I had to steal and I got caught sometimes."

Levi dropped the sponge in the water and wrapped his arms around you. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry I took so long to get to you."

You clung to Levi and sobbed a little. "It's okay. I knew you'd come back."

"I did. I asked Erwin to look for you." He pulled back and smiled. "I was a month over the promised time, but I made it."

You nodded and kissed Levi. "You did."

He lightly caressed your cheek. "Let's get you dressed, fed and take you on a tour."

You grinned at him. "Great!"

It touched your heart to see Levi had a few clothes prepared for you already. All the clothes were comfy and perfect. Levi always loved dressing you up in pretty things and now he had a great wage, he could get you everything he dreamed of. It was time for him to spoil you rotten.

Levi pulled you along to his desk. "I have something for you." He opened the side drawer and revealed two rings. "Proper wedding rings. We can wear them with the special woven thread ones you made."

You offered your hand as you softly giggled. "Thank you."

Heart filled with love and bodies tingled when the two of you kissed over and over again. Levi released you and kissed your cheek. "Let's get you some food."

You felt your cheeks burn when his fingers entwined with yours. "This place is so cosy and warm."

"Compared to what we've had before, it is wonderful." He released a long sigh. "Very dusty though."

You smiled a little. "Well, you're excellent at cleaning so I know you'll find a way." You giggled. "I love the cravat by the way."

He pouted a little. "Well, you said it would look good so I gave it a go."

"Handsome."

He hummed a laugh causing those he walked past to be in utter shock. He moved past Eren and Armin in the mess hall and grabbed some food for you. "Here brat."

"Thank you!"

Eren walked over to his Captain. "So uhh... who's your friend?"

"That's my wife dumbass." He stormed over to you and yanked you close. "Come on beautiful. Time to eat and sleep."

Eren's jaw dropped. "The Captain is married?"

Armin ruffled his hair. "She's pretty."

#levi ackerman #levi #aot levi #snk levi #aot fanfiction #levi x you #levi x y/n #levi fanfiction #fanfic #levi x reader #captain levi ackerman x reader #captain levi x you #captain levi x reader #captain levi fanfiction #captain levi #levi attack on titan #levi x reader fluff #levi x yn #levi ackerman fanfiction #levi ackerman x female reader #levi ackerman x reader #levi ackerman x you #levi ackerman x y/n

[immajustvibehere]

Vibin's FicRecommendations

Honestly, this is just a way for me to remember and revisit my favourite fanfictions on Tumblr :) this gets updated regularly.

Here is my masterlist!

Arthur Morgan x Reader

fluffy/teen:

Exit Wound by @icarus-fell-in-spring

High Noon Heat by @a-gal-with-taste

Sweet as Sugar by @amorgansgal

Ain't Goin' Nowhere by @outlaw-scribble

Lost and Found by @yeet-or-be-hawed

Daydreams and Daisies by @widowsblake

Downtime and a Bath by @red-dead-scribbles-ff

I Will Sit With You In The Dark by @photo1030

whiskey n' rain by @stars-kiss-the-sky

untitled by @kioplama

untitlled by @aslutforarthurmorgan

I Got You by @photo1030

Graphite and Gratitude by @bimrsadler

A Proper Woman by @moody-cowdaddy

Drunken Flirtations by @red-dead-scribbles-ff

The Morning After by @romancebywaterfalls

Ohio is for Lovers by @widowsblake

an admiration for perennials by @reaveries

spicy/explicit:

The Art of Thievery (I) by @shittybundaskenyer

The Art of Horsemanship (II) by @shittybundaskenyer

The Art of Dealin' a Good Hand (III) by @shittybundaskenyer

Oneshot: In which Arthur takes matters into his own hands by @shootybangbang

Returned Favors by @a-gal-with-taste

Wild Horses by @widowsblake

VDL Gang Gang Bang by @amorgansgal

Short Fuse by @widowsblake

observance by @william-butcher

Rough Rendezvous by @bimrsadler

Easy Rider by @bimrsadler

Pleasure and Purpose by @bimrsadler

Crimson snow by @leechmilf

Honeybee, Horse Thief (1) by @unusual-raccoon

Honeybee, Horse Thief (2) by @unusual-raccoon

Honeybee, Horse Thief (3) by @unusual-raccoon

Tricksters by @sad-sweet-cowboah

Alternative Payment by @verai-marcel

All Tied Up And Nowhere To Go by @alwaysaslutforarthurmorgan

Forget Me Not, Honey, Killshot by @shittybundaskenyer

Dutch van der Linde x Reader

fluffly/teen:

The Duality of Man by @dutchvanwinkle

Obi-Wan x Reader

fluffly/teen:

your thoughts are loud by @spidersbane

My opponent's weakness by @scribble-dribble-writes

Soft by @honestlywtfisgoingon

Silent Suffering by @imaginesfordifferentfandoms

tired. by @hellotherekenobi

spicy/explicit:

Hearts Finally Mending by @murdockussy

Like turning on the light by @full-time-make-believer

The Lesson 1 by @djarinlyy

The Lesson 2 by @djarinlyy

The Purest Love by @honestlywtfisgoingon

Simm!Master x Reader

Give Her Back by @deep-space-elf

Please let me know if I didn't tag something/someone properly! This took about an hour of copy 'n pasting...

Don't take the fluff or spicy labelling too strictly...if the fanfiction didn't label it specifically I improvised a bit.

#arthur morgan x reader #red dead redemption 2 #arthur morgan fanfiction #doctor who #simm!master #obi wan x reader #obi wan x reader fanfiction

[zmayadw]

Foolish Fears || Duskwood Jake x Fem!Mc Oneshot ||

Genre: mix of hurt/comfort/fluff/humor (I suppose😅)

A/N: Hello, hello! 😊 Sooo, uhm, have I kinda said that I won't be writing for Duskwood any more? Yup, yes I have. Have I just written a Duskwood oneshot? Again - yup, yes I have 😅 The point is - when after very long time of not writing anything you suddenly get hit with inspiration, you don't ask unnecessary questions, you just write! So here we are! Hope you will somehow find this likeable! Take care! 💚

Ofc, as always, don't pay much attention to my crappy title 😅 And please don't mind any mistakes you might stumble upon! Happy reading! 😊💚

The piercing blue eyes stared back at him in the mirror with doubt and fear in them. He pinch himself on the arm, expecting to wake up from this dream the moment he did so, but nothing happens. He was still here, standing in Mc's bedrom, staring at his reflection.

It's been two months since the Ironsplinter Mine events, and although Hannah was found alive, not all ended well. And for most of it he only learned about yesterday when he showed up at her door, after making absolutely sure no one was on his track and it was safe for her.

But the fear and doubt in the eyes staring back at him wasn't because of it - at this point he didn't really care anymore about his safety. If he only had a day, or even just a few hours of freedom left, there would be no other place he'd rather be right now than here with her.

No, his fear was something else entierly.

Not taking his eyes away from their mirror self, he slowly take off his shirt, exposing to the mirror his naked torso.

Even in the dim light of her bedroom, the numerous tattoo's adorning his body weren't enough to draw away the attention from all the hideous scars covering him.

Being on the run didn't really give him much opportunities for proper medical attention to any possible injuries most of the time, be them small cuts or something much severe. He took care of himself with what he had, not giving much thought about aftermath, as long as he healed.

But now, as his eyes slowly moved from one hideous scar to the other, he was afraid.

Afraid of her reaction.

Will she be scared at seeing all those scars? When she finally realise how dangerous it really is to be around him, will she flinch away from his touch, repulsed, after seeing him, the whole of him, and think of him differently? Will she still be able to repeat those same words to him, the words that gave him strenght and made him determined to keep his promise and come back to her?

After so many years spent in solitude, he found the courage to let someone in, to trust someone again, he let himself feel again. He found a reason that gave his life a meaning again, and she was the one responsible for it all.

So , yes, he wasn't just afraid - he was terrified.

"Eh, sorry it took me so long, but I made us something to eat, too!"

Her cheerful voice make his head jerk up, and when their eyes lock in the mirror he tense watching her expression change.

Quickly putting his shirt back on, he turns around facing her. She just stood there motionless by the doors, mouth half open, but no words came out.

His heart sank more with each beat it made as he contine to watch her. She didn't need to say anything, her expression was more than enough for him to know his fears were just. But the pain he felt at that moment was even more excrutiating than he expected, he barely managed to keep himslef from falling apart completely.

"I shou..." he start to say, but his voice betrays him. Taking a few deep breaths, he turns away from her stare, clears his throath and with shaky hand goes for the hoodie lying on the bed "I sould go."

"What? Go? What are you talking about, Jake?"

The genuine surprise in her voice felt like a knife to his heart. Why would she do that, when he perfectly understood the look of horror on her face. She didn't want him, so why is she doing this now?!?

"Jake?"

Her voice came from right behind him this time, almost as a whisper, but when her hand touched him lightly on the arm he jerked it away like being burned "Don't!"

His unexpected reaction make her back up a few steps. Confused and concerned, she tries once more "Jake, what is going on?"

"Like you don't already know." he scoffs still keeping his back to her.

"No, I don't know." Mc grits through her teeth clearly annoyed "So, care to explain what the hell happened while I was gone, because I sure as hell can't figue it out!"

"You're really going to continue with this charade?!" he almost yells and turns to face her now.

But this time she didn't back off, instead she take a step closer, defiant to get to the bottom of this and raise her voice at him "What charade? What the hell are you talking about?!?"

"I saw the way you were looking at me, Mc!" he scream desperate at her, no longer able to control his emotions "The shock and fear in your eyes - I learned long ago the meaning of those looks. I know damn well what they mean!"

"No, Jake," she sigh after a short moment shaking her head, taking another step closer to him "you really know nothing."

"Mc, please, just - just let..." but she didn't let him finish, she kept advancing towards him, and not a second later she push him down to sit on the bed and kneel in front of him.

"Now, you shush it and listen to me, all right?" But when she didn't get any response from him she once again asks firmer "All right!?"

Without looking at her he nods slightly, and for her that was enough to continue.

She takes a deep breath "For someone who says he has problems reading emotions, you were quite right back there. When I stepped back into the room and saw you like that, I was shocked, yes. But not because of the reasons you think.

I was shocked by a realization, as my eyes continued to jump from one scar to another, of how much pain a person can take and still keep going, and how much suffering one can endure without falling apart or giving up. But I was shocked, and scared, too, when I realized how you have done all of that, for all these years, and alone.

You said it to me yourself not that long ago, how all these years on the run you got so used to loneliness, and I got scared, that after all that time, and even though you said that changed when I stepped into your life, you would still prefere to do everything all by yourself, and eventually decide to leave me out of your life completely. And I don't want for that to heppen. Ever.

So you see, Jake, even though you were kinda right, you were also completely wrong. And I know that this, us, must be some scarry shit for you, but news flash dummy - it's the same for me, too! And it seemes to me that we both share similar fears. But if you are willing to take this new and unexplored path with me, than rest assure, I will always, ALWAYS be here for you, no matter what."

When she finished, her heart was beating so fast, and she didn't even realise her face was wet from silent tears. She was just extremely nervous, waiting for any kind of reaction from him.

And as more time passed, and the awkward silence around them only grew, she almost screamed in fright when he suddenly threw his hands around her embracing her tightly, almost knocking her down from the impact.

Her hands instantly wrapped around him gently stroking his back, and this time he didn't flinch at her touch. This time, he felt relaxed and at peace, realizing how much he missed this - to genuinely feel wanted by someone.

"I - I don't know what to say, really. I feel like such a fool right now."

His warm breath on her neck sent goosebumps all over her body, inciting a sly smile forming on her lips as she remembered what else she felt when she saw him in front of the mirror before "Just promise me one thig."

"And what's that?" he ask, sounding genuinely interested.

"Well, next time, can I please be the one that takes your shirt off? I mean, don't get me wrong, that was a sight and a half! But, I really want to be prepared for it next time, my legs almost gave up on me!"

"Seriously?" he questions, moving from her embrace to look at her with a raised eyebrow "You're gonna joke about it? Right now?"

"What? It's no joke! I mean it! You almost gave me a heart attack! I mean, really, do you even know how hot you looked back there?!"

Shaking his head he chuckles "You are impossible!"

"Yeah, yeah," she grins placing her hands around his neck "but you love me, nonetheless."

Wrapping his hands around her waist and keeping his piercing blue eyes firmly focused on her green ones, he slowly leans towards her, stopping just close enough so that his lips only teasingly brush hers as he whispers "You have no idea how much."

#duskwood #duskwood everbyte #duskwood fanfiction #duskwood fanfic #duskwood jake #duskwood mc #duskwood jake x mc #iamjake

[holdmytesseract]

Wrong Time, Wrong Place

Tom Hiddleston x fem!Reader

Request:

"Hii there!

So I dont have a proper idea but a tom hiddleston oneshot with a bit of angst and a lot of fluff at the end?

Thank you I love your writing ❤❤" - Requested by @simping-for-marvel ! 😄

Summary: Tom and you had been together for almost a year - about to celebrate your one-year anniversary. But a huge misunderstanding causes a lot of trouble and heartache...

Warnings: a lot of angst, self-doubts, mentions of cheating, fluff!

Word Count: 3k

a/n: Okay, this got a lot more angsty than I wanted it to be... I hope you like it nevertheless! I promise, it's fluffy at the end! 😊 Thank you for requesting and for your kind words! ❤

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MASTERLIST

You never ever – not even in your wildest dreams had imagined that something like this could happen to you. Sure, it was something what a lot of girls and women imagined and dreamed of. You were sure of that. But the fact that you had the privilege to live this dream, still seemed so surreal to you. A normal woman, with a boring standard job, who had grown up in a normal, loving family, somewhere in the Scottish Highlands? Oh please... If someone would've told you a year ago that this was about to happen, you would've laughed into the persons face. You were a nobody - he was Britain's most famous actor. Two seemingly completely different worlds collided - in the most beautiful way possible... Love.

Tom Hiddleston. Britain's most famous actor, known for his performance as the mischievous Norse God Loki in the Marvel Cinematic Universe, one of the greatest of his age group, womanizer - and a total sweetheart. That was how several tabloids described him. You couldn't know, of course, could you? You never met him in person, only saw him on a screen or through the TV. Although, that didn't mean that you did not agree with those tabloids. He was brilliant, extraordinarily talented and without a doubt a handsome man. You would be lying if you said you didn't have a crush on him. Who hadn't? But not one tabloid, interview or Comic Con Panel could've prepared you for what happened a few months ago...

It had been a stressful day for you at work. Nothing seemed to go after plan for you today. The day started with you oversleeping your alarm clock, causing you to be too late at work. Missing your underground didn't help either. The cherry on top was, that it started to rain, drenching your clothes and reflecting that Monday's just hated you. Your boss had been furious, of course. You were facing his wrath the whole day, only getting to do the dirty work. It was definitely a day to forget. At least you had good chances to catch your train back home. What you didn't expect, though was to run into a man on your way to the underground, dumping your cup of steaming hot tea all over his jacket. You apologised on no end, before you even realised, who were standing in front of you. Your eyes were popping out of your head, when you discovered that said man was nobody else but the infamous Tom Hiddleston. Long story short, this dreadful day had been the beginning of something wonderful... A growing love between an actor and a normal woman. Sure, it wasn't easy for you to adjust to this different world you had been suddenly thrown into. Suddenly standing in limelight and being a part of the tabloids, you used to read. But with the time passing and your love blooming and growing, you got used to this world of fame.

A smile grazed your lips, as you stared absentmindedly on the first picture you and Tom took together as a couple, standing framed on your desk in your office.

This love was true, honest and meant to last forever - or was it?

The ringing of your mobile pulled you back into the here and now. You gazed down at the device and saw Tom's name popping up on the display, causing your heart to beat faster. Looking around, to check if your boss was in eyesight - which wasn't the case, you took the call excitedly. "Hey there!" "Hello, darling!" Tom's happy voice urged to your ears from the other side of the line. "Why are you calling me at that time of the day? Shouldn't you be doing a photoshoot right now?" A low chuckle left the Brit's lips. "Actually, yes, but one of the photographers got unfortunately stuck in traffic and arrives later, so..." "Oh..." You let out a soft giggle. "Well, things like that happen." "Quite right, yes..." Tom paused for a moment, before he suddenly realised that he was calling you in the middle of the day, which meant... His eyes widened. "Darling, are you still at work?" "Yeah, I-" "Shit, I didn't mean to keep you from working, sorry, I-I hope your boss-" You jumped to interrupt the rambling boyfriend. "No, Tommy, no! It's fine, don't worry! I have ten minutes left of my break anyway, so..." "You sure?" You smiled to yourself. "Yes." Tom let out a relieved breath. "Okay, good." The actor paused for another moment and took a deep breath, before he continued to speak. "There's, uh, actually a reason why I called you." Your eyebrows shot up in surprise and wonder. "Oh okay..." "Yes, I, uh wanted to talk with you about our one-year anniversary..." Your eyes widened. Yours and Tom's one-year anniversary... It was next week - and you didn't have a gift yet! "Y/N?" You blinked. "Yes, sorry, I'm here, I'm listening. What were you saying, love?" "I said that I'd like to take you out. I may have something planned for us." To tell the truth, Tom had the idea planned out in his mind since weeks. He wanted to turn the first anniversary you two could celebrate and cherish into something special. "Would that be alright?" Yeah... You still couldn't believe how you ended up with that sweetheart of a man. He was just perfect. "R-Really? You planned something?" Tom chuckled softly. "Yes, indeed, my love." "Wow, that's... Yes! Yes, it's completely alright! I... Oh my, I am so excited!" "I am glad to hear that." You could practically hear the smile on his face. "But I won't tell you where- Oh, darling, I have to go! Work is calling me." You giggled. "Me too." "We are going to talk later about it again, yes?" "Yes." "Perfect. See you later, I love you." "Love you, too!" With those words you hung up, both of you going back to work. At that time, you didn't know, that your world was going to shatter only a few hours later...

Just getting home from work, you immediately headed straight for the bathroom, preparing a hot tub. You stripped yourself off your clothes, tested the temperature of the water and then sunk into the warm, relaxing water. You just laid there for a while, enjoying the silence and relaxing with your eyes closed shut. After a few minutes of letting the water relax your sore muscles, you reached for your mobile. Now was the time of the day to check emails, unanswered messages, the weather, social media and of course the news. Little did you know, that you were going to regret scrolling through the newest headlines of several tabloids... Mindlessly, without a second thought, you checked the newest celebrity news, causing your heart to drop at a sudden.

'Tom Hiddleston caught kissing a woman, who is clearly not his Y/N!'

You read the headline, felt the words burn inside your eyes. Of course, you couldn't help yourself but to tap on the article. Tears built up in your eyes, when you read the written sentences, through a blurry view. You desperately tried to calm yourself down, 'cause this was just an article of a tabloid. Fake news was a common thing, right? But what you didn't see coming were the pictures at the end of the article, causing your heart to shatter into a million pieces. The taken photo was a bit unsharp and wobbly, but clear evidence. Seen on the picture was Tom in front of a coffee shop or something, with a woman you didn't know - kissing her. At least that was how it looked like. The view was slightly blocked by their bodies, but the position and body language seemed to be a clear indication. A loud gasp left your lips and suddenly it was hard to breathe, due to the pain in your chest. It felt like somebody had just drove a dagger straight through your heart. No... You told yourself. No, this... This couldn't be true! Frantically, you checked the release date of the article. Perhaps it was an old one, which just decided to pop up? It wasn't. Published an hour ago. An hour ago... An hour ago, you were talking to Tom about your anniversary. That was your downfall. You let your mobile slip from your hands, letting it crash to the piled bathroom floor, before you broke down, crying. Uncontrollable sobs wracked your body as you cried and cried, until the water in the tub got ice cold, causing you to freeze. Like a robot, you lifted yourself out of the tub and got dressed, a vacant expression on your face.

After the shock of the discovery that Tom had obviously cheated on you subsidised, kicked your doubts and lack of self confidence in. Of course he would cheat on you. It had just been a matter of time, wasn't it? Tom Hiddleston - Britain's most famous actor, charming gentleman and an absolute ladies' man - with a woman like you? No. Certainly not. How could you ever be on eye-level with a man like him? He was so much more than you could ever be. You should've known from the beginning that this wasn't going to work out. That you just weren't enough. How could you be so stupid and believe that you could be enough for him? At some point he was going to let you fall - and you had reached that point now. Yes, it was 'just' a year, but nevertheless... You loved Tom with every fibre of your body. You had seen a future with him. A wedding - marriage, children, growing old together. But now? Now you saw nothing anymore. It was nothing left, except the pain in your chest, caused by your broken heart. Another wave of fresh tears rolled over you like a hurricane. You curled yourself up into a ball on the bathroom floor, sobbing uncontrollably.

Through a blurry view, you saw the screen of your mobile suddenly lighting up from the corner of your eyes. Five missed messages and three missed calls from Tom. Make it four. He called you straight again, but you ignored it, looked away and buried your face in your arms. You didn't want to talk to him. Preferably never ever again.

You didn't know how long you sat there. Minutes, hours? You still hadn't moved an inch, were frozen to the ground, drowning in your heartache and self-doubts - but the ringing of your door bell pulled you back into reality, startling you to death. You assumed it was Tom. After a minute or so, he rang the doorbell again, but you didn't move. You didn't want to see him or hear his pitiful apologies. What you unfortunately didn't think of, was that he had a key to your apartment... Which he used. Actually, Tom had promised you to only use it if he had to, in case of emergency - and that was a case of emergency for him. You didn't text, didn't answer his calls. What if something had happened to you?

"Y/N?" You heard Tom call out, causing you to shiver. You didn't answer and hoped that he would just go away again. But deep down you knew this wasn't going to happen. "Y/N?" He called again; voice now utterly worried. You could hear the sound of his steps. He was searching for you. "Y/N?!" Tom was desperate now, voice filled with fear. When you heard his steps getting closer, you had enough. "Go away!" You yelled - and didn't think your plan through. It led him of course straight to you. The bathroom door flew open mere seconds later. "Y/N?!" The panic on his face was clearly visible. He looked utterly worried and fearful - a thing you didn't see. "I told you to go away!" His expression got immediately replaced by a deep frown. Tom was more than confused. "G-Go away? Why?" Then he seemed to notice your tear-stained cheeks and your puffy, red eyes. His eyes widened and he knelt down in front of you on an instant. "Gods, darling... What happened?!" Tom reached out a hand to touch your arm, but you flinched away from him. "Don't touch me!" The actor was more than just confused by now. So many thoughts were running through his mind. What had happened? Why were you acting like this? Had he done something wrong? When he had talked to you on the phone earlier that day, everything was fine... What changed? Why didn't you answer his calls and messages now? The only chance he had, was to do what you wanted him to do. So, he didn't touch you and distanced himself a bit, to give you some space. "If you want me to leave, I will. Just please... Please tell me what happened. I-I don't understand." Tom tried to stay calm, but internally he was absolutely losing his shit. He was so scared. Scared of what you were going to tell him - if you decided to do so. Scared that he had done something wrong and fucked everything up. But especially, he was scared of losing you. The actor swallowed hard, fighting the tears when your broken, hurtful gaze met his. Without saying a word, you reached for your mobile, unlocked it and tapped onto the article, before literally tossing the device at Tom's feet. Hesitatingly, he averted his eyes from you again and picked up your phone.

The headline was enough to cause his eyes to widen in pure shock. When he scrolled down the page and saw the pictures, everything became clear. Why you acted that way. Realisation hit him like a truck. You thought he cheated on you. "Y-Y/N... This is not-" Tom started to explain, but you interrupted him. "How it looks like. Yes, sure, Thomas. It always isn't, right?" You spoke in a cold tone, the venom literally dripping from your tongue. Tom shook his head, tears gathering in his eyes. "It really isn't, darling. I swear! I'd never ever cheat on you! I love you way too much. You mean the world to me, why on earth would I be so stupid to destroy this? They got this wrong, Y/N! I didn't cheat on you!" He tried feverishly to explain himself, but you just shook your head and snorted out a laugh. "Thomas... I may be stupid, but I am not blind. You can't bluff it out. It's obvious. The picture is the evident. Now just go, please." Once again, Tom shook his head, tears now free-falling. "Yes, but no! Please, let me explain." "What's there to explain? You kissed this woman and cheated on me." "I didn't! She's not just any woman! For god's sake, that's Sarah - and I didn't kiss her on the lips! I kissed the corner of her mouth!" What? Your anger subsided all of a sudden, got replaced by utter confusion. "W-What? Sarah, but...?" Tom sighed. "You know she works in India. She surprised me this morning on set. I hadn't the time to tell you she's back home, because you were at work. I took her to that coffee shop in my break to catch up with her. We didn't see each other in a long time, like you know. The pictures you saw... It was the moment I told her we were about to celebrate our one-year anniversary a-and she was so happy for me - us and well... That paparazzi was at the wrong time at the wrong place... But I can't blame them, though... Sarah looks different. Cut and dyed her hair..."

You blinked, trying to process Tom's words. Sarah? It had been his sister, Sarah? What? You literally couldn't believe this. "I-It was S-Sarah?" Your boyfriend just nodded, smiling softly through blurry eyes. "Oh my gosh..." You squeezed your eyes shut, covering your face with your hands in shame. "I am so stupid..." Tom shook his head - what you weren't able to see. "Darling, no. No, you're definitely not stupid for thinking this. You had every right to do so, and react the way you did. You couldn't know." The emotions ran wild inside your body. The rage and sadness you felt before, had turned now in utter shame and sorrow. "I-I'm so sorry, Tom." You sobbed - again. "I'm so sorry for accusing you of cheating on me and I'm sorry for the things I said." You suddenly felt how his warm, soft hands landed on your knees. "Y/N... If anybody has to be sorry, it's me. Sarah and I should've been more careful and I should've told you that she is in London. This all wouldn't have happened if I – we did that." You shook your head; felt the tears wetting the palms of your hands. "I-I just thought..." You needed to take a deep breath. "I thought you finally got rid of me, 'cause I am not good enough... Because you're you and I am just... me." A painful, heart-wrenching sob left Tom's lips, and suddenly you were in his arms, pressed against his strong chest. "Never ever say or think that again, please... You are enough, my love. You are more than enough. You always were - and you always will be. I don't care that you are 'just you'... In fact, I love that about you." He said, gently pulling your hands away from your face, so he could look you in the eyes. "You are the woman of my dreams. The woman I want to marry someday. The woman I want to have children with. The woman I want to grow old with. I love you, Y/N. To the moon and back." You felt like your heart was going to explode at the sudden rush of love you felt for the man in front of you. His beautiful words caused you to cry even more. "Oh Tommy..." You didn't know what to say. You had no words. You were speechless. "I-I want that, too. I-I love you. So much it hurts." Tom smiled at you - in the most loving way, and dipped his head to capture your lips with his. It was a kiss full of love and emotions. A kiss you desperately needed.

#tom hiddleston x reader #tom hiddleston x you #tom hiddleston x y/n #tom hiddleston one shot #tom hiddleston fic #tom hiddleston x fem!reader

[parvulous-writings]

Surprise // Silco x M!Reader

This is a special little oneshot - for the amazing @rey-is-not-a-skywalker

Summary: Silco has noticed some of your recent behaviours, so gives you a little surprise

Warnings: It's nothing graphic, it's just rather specifically tailored! partially uncharacteristically soft silco - lots of tension with Sevika. Detailed but also... not detailed?

Words: 2.6K

Notes:  Unfortunately something is wrong with my Tumblr right now - it's going through long phases of not letting me save drafts and/or post. I've submitted tickets but the first one said there wasn't anything wrong (from a couple weeks ago) and the most recent one hasn't gotten a response yet. I appreciate all of your patience <3 My requests are currently open! My pinned post (found here) contains both a list of characters I write for, and a masterlist!  Original character list - please request for these too!

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Silco had always had a bit of a soft spot for you. At first, he tried to hide it, but here were ways in which you could tell; you'd be the only one he'd offer a drink to at a meeting, his eyes would linger on you for a moment too long every so often, and the mere fact that you worked for him were all signs that some way, somehow, you had wormed your way into his seemingly cold, dead heart. The first to notice was of course, his right hand, Sevika. At first she thought it was merely strange, but then she started to get downright suspicious. First the child he had taken under his wing, and now... You. The child, for the most part, stayed out of Sevika's way, even when spending time with Silco. She could deal with that. But you, you were never too far from Silco - you were practically on display. The man made sure that he always had an excuse on hand to keep you close - preferably within his line of sight. You didn't seem to notice the special attention you always got from the man, but Sevika did. To her, it was akin to a giant flashing neon sign above your head. Though part of her was indeed happy that Silco had finally started to feel emotions strongly enough to care for someone again, another part of her was simply boiling at the prospect. Not out of jealousy, but more out of sheer impracticality. This was not the time to fall in love. Not when everything between Zaun and Piltover was at a head - when Silco needed to keep a close eye on his very calculated moves concerning Topside. The last thing he - or anyone else involved - needed, was a distraction.

But to Silco, the kind of distraction you were giving him wasn't the kind that would be the end of his operation - at least in his eyes. To him, you were giving him a break from the rest of the world, some peace that he had needed for what had now become many years. It was a kind of peace that made him feel almost normal, that for those brief moments, he could pretend that perhaps he had a better life; friends, perhaps a small family, a proper home. This little daydream of his never usually lasted for long, but he wished it would at times.

After about three weeks of Silco's unusual behaviour concerning you, Sevika had reached her boiling point. She couldn't deal with this situation without answers anymore. So, storming up the corridor towards Silco's study, she had a purpose. She was going to get to the bottom of this little mystery, she knew that much. Several scenarios were playing through her mind as she reached the door, flinging it open with such strength that it almost put a hole in the wall. Silco immediately looked up, glaring at the intruder. Even after realising that it was only Sevika, his gaze didn't waver. It seemed that the woman had interrupted whatever goings-on had been happening in the room, and Silco was not happy about it. Silco put down the small objects he had been fiddling with, raising his undamaged brow at the woman. "And what is the meaning of this?" He asked, his voice starting to drip with venom. "We need to... discuss something." Sevika replied, choosing her words very carefully. She didn't want to anger Silco, but she knew that she was already on her way to that eventuality. "Do we really? Well, last time I checked, people typically knock at my door before entering." He glanced to the corner of the room mid-sentence. "It's alright, you don't need to be afraid... You just keep playing..." A small smile plays on his lips as he speaks to you, sat in the corner, happily amusing yourself. Silco's gaze span back to Sevika, becoming cold once more. "Sit down." The woman didn't argue, sitting herself in the uncomfortable - albeit allegedly padded - chair on the other side of Silco's desk. "What exactly is this about?" Silco asked, brushing away the pieces of clutter he had been fiddling with a few minutes prior. Sevika stayed quiet for a moment too long, and it wore Silco's patience thin very quickly. "Well?" He snapped impatiently. "We need to talk about... Him." Sevika's gaze briefly flitted to you, and Silco's eyes narrowed. He wasn't liking where this was going. "What about him?" Silco's tone was cold, almost accusatory. It held an unsaid 'choose your next words very carefully'. Though Sevika was undeniably a valuable asset to his operation, he was not opposed to disciplining her if she dared to speak ill of you. Sevika fell silent again at this. How was she going to put this without royally pissing him off? "I just think..." She began, but soon trailed off as she watched Silco's slender hands slowly ball into fists as they rested on his desk. "... That he's distracting you." There was no other way for her to put it, so she decided to try and face the issue head on, no matter how Silco's temper may to it. "Distracting me?" Silco's voice was... Eerily calm. "And how exactly would you say he's distracting me?" Sevika just gestured to his desk with her augmented arm, then to you seated in the corner with her other arm. "He... He does not contribute. All he does is sit and play like a child. He isn't a child! And you just... Let him? You let him sit in on sensitive shit, Silco!" She exclaimed, getting to her feet. "It's not right." "You wish to lecture me on what is right?" Silco responded, voice practically oozing past his lips. He leant back in his chair as he spoke, eyes trained on Sevika across from him. "After all I have given to you? After all we have achieved together?" His hand trails along the surface of his desk as he slowly gets to his feet. "Have you anything else you wish to say about my arrangements here?" He asks, gesturing vaguely to the room encasing you all. At this question, Sevika falls silent. She knows what kind of test this is - a test of loyalty. Whether she is willing enough to withstand Silco's... fancies, or whether she wants to be dealt with. Typically, Sevika was the one to do the 'dealing', so no doubt she would be left to Jinx, to be the young woman's play thing.

Sevika barely even needed to consider this; she's played with Jinx before, and as demure as the teen could seem to most, she was truly unhinged when it mattered. She had bested Sevika, and the older woman was not too keen to let that happen again. Silco began to turn away, his hand resting on the back of his chair, just above his shoulder height. He heaved a sigh, his slender shoulders slowly moving up, then down with the action, as he tried to rid himself of the tension that had now rooted in the muscle. "I… Didn't mean right as in…" Sevika started to try and explain herself, in an effort to keep herself in his good books, but by the grip that he suddenly had on the top of his chair, he wasn't in any sort of mood to listen to her reasonings. His head whipped round partially, his lips parted in a sneer. Sevika slowly nodded at this, finally deciding to react to the silent message she was being given. Perhaps she would try and get him alone - if that were even possible. Without another word, she left the room, closing the door and returning the room to how it had been before her arrival. Silco runs a hand through his hair, trying to calm himself, before rounding his chair to face you, as you happily sat with your little creations, blissfully ignoring the conversation that had gone on beside you, just a few feet away. Silco returned to his seat, bringing the objects he had been occupied with before back to his attention, and right in front of him. Carefully, and with a deft hand, he clipped all the pieces together, making sure they fit perfectly, and could move with relative ease without being too loose. When he was finally satisfied with the state of his creation, he got to his feet once more, slowly and quietly making his way over to you. "My dear..." He began, his tone dipped in a softness that rarely ever showed itself. You glance up briefly, a little surprised that he's approached you - it's the middle of the day, shouldn't he be working? Your brows furrow as you are about to ask this question to him, but he seems to predict your query before the words pass your lips. "I always have time for you." He speaks, handing you the small figure he had been working on nearly all morning.

It's a small, pose-able bat. Your eyes light up - the model itself had many smaller components that must not have been easy to place. "I made sure it was perfect, for you." Silco's voice breaks you from your thoughts again, the man's smile visible to you before your eyes had even turned back to his face again. "Well? Do you like it?" He asks, not quite impatient, but more... Desperate. Eager, perhaps is the best way to describe him - he wants, no, needs to know that it's to your liking. You giggle quietly, nodding at him with a wide smile. "I love it, Silco..." You stretch up for a moment, pressing a gentle kiss to his scarred cheek. You then turn back to your model - a vast array of little buildings, all of which Silco has, over time, watched you build and place according to your whims. You gaze over the miniature skyline briefly, before finding the perfect place to nestle this little creature Silco had gifted you - perched amongst some billboards, hiding in plain sight of the human figurines lining the streets below. "There..." You say, partly to yourself, before turning back to look at Silco, beaming with pride. "He can stay there, and we can both see him..." You chuckle, and Silco slowly lowers himself to sit beside you. "He, hm?" Silco hums, "And that's his name? I never thought of one for him..." He muses, playing along with you. You purse your lips in thought, trying to wrack your brain for a suitable name for your newfound bat figure. You shake your head, your nose scrunches as you fail to bring forth a suitable name for the little bat. "I've got nothing..." You reply softly, almost sounding disappointed. You feel Silco's hand come to rest on your shoulder. "It's alright... I'm sure we'll think of something, hm?" He pauses for a moment, his thumb slowly moving over your shoulder in an attempt to soothe any true disappointment you may have. "Now... How about we come away from this for a little while, and get you something to eat?" You nod slowly in agreement, and the pair of you get to your feet; Silco's hand fumbles for a moment whilst it seeks out yours, before your fingers intertwine with one another's.

Lunch, as always, was served in Silco's office, but the pair of you had moved over to another part of the room, sitting down at a small table and pair of plush chairs, that Silco had actually put in a week or so after your arrival. Before you, Silco had often had lunch alone at his desk, but now he had someone to dine with, who actually seemed to be less afraid of him than anyone else. In truth, there was little reason for you to fear Silco - the temper and fury that he had so often let loose on others without warning and without mercy, had never been directed at you, not even a smidgen of it. You had seen it before, of course, living with him made that more violent side of him hard to avoid, but he would always go and calm himself down before he came back to you, if something had gotten him too riled up. You sat across from one another, happily tucking in to your warm meals. Naturally, it was no Topside meal, but it was some of the best you'd be able to get in the Underground. Silco had made sure that you would always get the finest of what the Lanes had to offer, no matter what it took to get it. Thankfully, being the one to pull the strings in the majority of Zaun now, this was no issue for the man. He had treated you to the finest things he could get his hands on, most of them from the other barons of the Underground, but some things he even managed to import from Topside - not that he ever let you in on his secrets on that side of things. In fact, it was very rare that Silco let you know of, well, anything in terms of business. You had asked him about this once or twice before, and his only response was about 'keeping you safe'. That's all it ever was, no matter what you tried to discuss with him on the side of business. 'I don't want you getting involved, dear.' He'd tell you. 'It's not safe, and I'd rather not even think about risking you in this kind of trade... Please, understand at least this much, if anything..' And after that particular conversation, he'd brush you off or change the subject any time you'd bring it up. In his eyes, he had made his stance on the situation very clear. In it's own, sort of sweet way, you believed that this was the main way Silco showed he cared for you - even if he never really said it out loud, besides perhaps the pet name. Public displays - hell, most outward displays - of affection were not entirely Silco's area... And you've never pushed for that kind of thing, as it seemed to be a somewhat tender subject for him. You never asked why, it was not your business, and you hoped that eventually he may trust you - and himself - enough to tell you. For the time being, though, you were both happy enough keeping your relationship as it was; a vastly unspoken one, where although your care and affection for one another was deep-rooted and painfully obvious even to the pair of you, nothing was ever truly confirmed, nothing was made concrete by your words. You were happy with it for the most part - though a small part of you yearned desperately for the validation of his love - and although you hoped to bring up the unspoken part of your relationship at some point in the future, it was to remain the distant future for the time being. You didn't want to ruin a good thing and push Silco too much for an answer, causing him to just... Cut off everything entirely. You had seen it happen before, though mostly with lesser goons that he took in to do all of his dirty work, and whilst you didn't see yourself on their level, you didn't want to take any risks.

"Did you like your surprise?" Silco's low, velvet voice breaks you from your trance. You look up to him, and nod eagerly. You loved it - a truly wonderful and sweet surprise. "I did... Was there an occasion for it?" You asked, placing your cutlery on your plate as you finished your meal. "Do I need an occasion to get you gifts?" He responds, his eyes now fixed on the remainder of his meal. You pause briefly, before shaking your head in answer to his question. "No, of course not..." You crack a smile at him, which he soon returns when he meets your eye. He lets out a breathy chuckle, clearly pleased with this response of yours. "Good... Because, I can assure you, there will be many more to come..."

#requests open #arcane league of legends #x reader oneshot #x reader requests #silco headcanon #silco x reader #silco arcane #silco fluff #fluffy scenario #fluffy oneshot #fluff #cute fluff #fluffy fic #arcane imagines #arcane x reader

[h3l3na-pandora]

𝐑𝐨𝐭𝐱𝐨 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦 𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐤𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

A/n: Hello guys, this is my first oneshot so i'm not sure if it's good and also english isn't my first language so please correct me if something is wrong 💕

All caracters are aged up!!!!

Warnings: smut, kissing, p in v,....

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You and your mate Roxto where on your way home to your shared pod after a festival located in the center of the village. Rotxo and you where a little bit tipsy and your mate was talking absolute nonsense while walking with you hand in hand.

After arriving at home you where standing infront of the mirror taking of your heavy jewelry while rotxo was just admiring you from behind. He came closer to you after your eyes met his. He wrapped his hands around you waist and buried his face in your neck leaving soft kisses on your collarbone wich soon turned into a trail of hickeys.

,, you smell nice " he whispered.

You turned around to give your mate a proper Kiss. He grabbed your jaw and gave you a passionate kiss, his lips where so soft you absolutely melted into his touch. One kiss slowly turned into two and three and soon you stopped counting.

His hands slowly ran over your torso and you touched his chest. You could feel how his muscles flexed as soon as you touched them wich made you smile into the kiss. His hands untied the knot on your top and it fell to the floor. Both of you kneeled down. Rotxo was absolutely Hungry for you and you liked this side of him. He quickly untied your loincloth and layed you down on the ground. His hands caresed you boobs as you untied his loincloth. He was now laying on top of you and his necklace was hanging above you're face. You where craving him and his touch and so was he. His dick finally entered your pussy and you couldn't explain the satisfaction you felt in this moment. It was as if you where starving and he satisfied your hunger.

It only started to feel better after you found a rythm and soft moans where leaving your mouth. You could feel his warm breath against your neck and it sent shivers down your spine. As he went faster both of you started to get louder and he was trying not to make a sound but failed. Soft whimpers left his mouth wich made you melt. You couldn't explain how much you loved this man.,, mhhh" you where about to come and so was he.

He started to moan and it was hot. The closer you both got the faster it was going you felt like you where about to explode. Another moan left your mouth and both of you came. You where breathing heavily and finally satisfied. He layed next to you and smiled at you.

,, I love you yawne" he said caressing your cheek

,, I love you too rotxo". You where laying on his chest listening to his heartbeat while his hands where stroking your neck. That was the last thing you remembered before drifting off to sleep.

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A/n: if someone sees this please tell me what you think and i would love to see some requests! 🤭 It's kinda short but whatever. I think for my first time writing smut it was okay but i hope i will Improve my writing. 💕

#avatar #avatar the way of water #rotxo fic #rotxo smut #Rotxo oneshot #Smut #Neteyam #Rotxo #Avatar x reader

[ygodmyy20]

🔥 for Black Sweatshirt, please?

yea!

So Black Sweatshirt is my current mp100 ageswap au fic and it really was born from the amazing ageswap au fanart I saw on tumblr. I just kept thinking and thinking about it....and then I wrote a doc that said "Ageswap AU probably oneshot" so ofc its a 18-20 chapter fic idea now haha

Struggling with the most right now: getting excited for the side stories and wanting to give them the right attention. I have some parallel stories going outside of the main story and making sure to give proper weight and time to those other characters and stories is difficult for me sometimes. But I know it will all be worth it! They are needed to make the main character arc shine and I want to make sure I give it the time it needs without bogging down the whole fic and slowing things down too much.

Have to give major kudos to @sodasexual for helping me with those parallel stories and helping keep things consistent (so I don't write myself into a corner, that I have done before haha). Also to share ideas for how to loop in certain characters into spots where it will let their character growth shine and help me find places where to pull back too. I don't do stories with a lot of characters because it is hard for me to keep them all straight but having someone to talk to about it helps.

Now I just need to write this big middle arc (been shuffling my feet on it)

#hiiiii texas #thanks for the asks!

[koinotame]

\o/

hi! it's me, nana / koinotame!

if you're wondering why i went inactive and then deleted, my mental health kind of (really) tanked... and i ended up deleting my blog in a fit.

it's getting better bit by bit though! and i've been wanting to get back into writing (and talking abt my unhinged/yan ideas i can't really talk to anyone else abt), so. here i am! for now, at least

as for my previously posted writing, there's some good news and some bad news: the bad news is that everything i wrote directly into tumblr (99% of snippets, a lot of ask answers, most exact content warnings, etc) is gone. the slightly less bad news is that iirc there were very very few posts of mine that weren't reblogged by anyone at all, so they're probably still out there? feel free to send them my way if you find any and i'll rb them. @/midnight-remembrance also has reblogged a couple of them! there's a couple snippets i have saved in some places, so i might repost those on my own as i find them, but there's very few of those. the good news is that anything longer (proper writing — oneshots, hcs, yan alphabet responses and so on, prompt responses, etc) is safely backed up where i originally wrote it! some of it is also on my ao3, which is the same username. feel free to send me asks about any you'd like to see again and i'll repost them! i might not post them if i feel too embarrassed about/wish i hadn't posted them, and i might rewrite/heavily edit some of them, but i think there's only a handful that fall into the former category and none of them were particularly popular. either way, no harm in asking!

as for some other updates: i'm a little divided on whether i want to keep posting explicit nsfw or not so we'll see. i might just keep it out of main tags. idk yet. regardless of what decision i make, this blog is still strictly 18+ and that will not be changing. since we can reply from sideblogs now, this is a sideblog and not my main now. why? sometimes i prefer to check up on a blog frequently instead of following them for a couple of reasons, but this felt very awkward when they were following me. so this being a sideblog relieves a bit of that stress. if this makes it sound like i have severe brain worms, it's because i do. to that effect though, if we interact every so often feel free to consider us mutuals regardless of whether or not i'm actually following you =w=b tbh i.............. am not really into genshin anymore. i might post about it here and there but i just Do Not (really) Care about it anymore. scara aside to some degree i also have no clue what's going on post inazuma lol whatever projects or commitments to writing or etc i had made beforehand. i forgot all of them so just pretend that never happened ok? ok i'll also probably be posting more sparsely, but we'll see! and (this is obviously the most important bit) i have no clue where i put the mika edit so we're back to my og classic pfp. the header scales terribly and is temporary, please ignore that too

all that aside, as a treat for anyone who sees this in time,

*roughly 6/22 done, but fairly quick to write. roughly one paragraph per character (sneak peek line: "it's not too hard to be discreet with his unique magic when someone really deserves to fall face down a flight of stairs. or three. oopsie. odd they don't remember it, huh? well, he had nothing to do with that.") **more realistic isn't quite the right word(s)... probably won't post this one to the main tags regardless. won't be doing all of the characters (only important/relevant ones) and won't be writing more about/expanding on, so this one is just like. a one off experiment sort of thing. overall less violent than most takes on the au + leans a bit (or lot, depending on how you look at it) more on the religious aspect of self aware aus. i wrote a couple paragraphs a while ago, then rewrote them, but i'll only finish/post them if there's interest for it (sneak peek line: "aether has deluded himself and cast You aside entirely on his own—and when You finally grace them with Your real presence, zhongli is certain aether will be the first to fall from Your grace.")

i have one other new thing immediately ready for posting that'll get posted in a couple of days but that one's pretty silly

#koinotame #and hi to the three people that found this blog before i posted this o/ #long post #i ended up writing a lot. ehem. #<- the type to always have trouble getting essays down to the max word limit #if nobody ends up seeing this. well. it'll be here still when i post some actual writing #q

[peachymilkandcream]

Hi, I really liked the trapped au can you do a part 2 please :)

Levi x Evelyn AU -> Trapped Part 2

(A/N: I'm so glad you guys liked the little AU oneshot I came up with! Watching Christmas movies while writing this might be a bit too cheerful but here we are XD This will probably be a tad short but here's part 2!)

WARNINGS: implied noncon/dubcon, manipulation, domestic abuse, yandere themes, forced marriage, forced pregnancy, stockholm sysndrome, violence, mind breaking, heavy on the misogyny, etc.

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Marriage to this man was hell and that was putting it mildly, Levi was a cruel man who only cared about his own whims and desires. Anything and everything that crossed his path were little more than possessions, to bend to his will or break. This was all that she was, an object of his obsession, love and affection were words outside of his vocabulary, replaced by lust and aggression.

Evelyn quickly learned that Levi really meant it when he said women were meant to be seen and not heard. The first time she had done so by asking him if he minded if she went to bed was met with a belt beating. Her back still had the stinging welts from the many blows he covered her pale skin with. He had told her that she wouldn't dare disturb him again if he taught her a proper lesson.

She also came to learn that intimacy was not to be denied for any reason. Even though the one time she had a high fever he had dominated her, saying it was her own fault for getting sick. Denials of his affection were met with missing her next meal and a beating. Levi was not meant to be questioned or denied anything, what he wanted he got. Even periods were vile and disgusting, a personal insult since he hadn't gotten her pregnant. Each one caused cruelty and anger, he became irritable and even more entitled.

Evelyn confessed all this and more to her mother, taking silent notice of her brand new dress and jewelry, Levi had kept his promise of taking good care of her, she had more money than she knew what to do with.

"You shut your whining mouth Evelyn." She replied to her daughters worries. "If Levi found out you were complaining about your marriage he could find some reason to divorce you and then we would be disgraced and destitute!"

"But what about the beatings- the-"

"All part of marriage." She interjected. "Your place is to satisfy him and give him children, that's all you're good for. If he beats you then you're not being a good enough wife for him, that's your fault."

Talking to someone else was useless, her mother had all but threatened her blatantly to tell Levi. That was a death sentence, he might get so upset she ended up dead and buried in the basement. She had to bury things down, always bury things down.

Everyone commented how lucky she was, a fine match, a fine man. Girls her age eyed with her envy as they saw her on his arm, wishing it was them. She wished it was them instead, those girls being the one wearing layers of makeup to hide unseemly bruises, those girls being the ones who walked around dripping of him. What a perfect life she had.

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It wasn't so bad, her whole life reduced to watching his children and seeing to his needs. Evelyn watched as her two sons played in the yard, barely five years old and they looked so much like their father. Beautiful boys with jet black hair and the same grey eyes, aggressive and demanding, wanting their mother's attention but knowing father came first. They were just like him.

She rubbed her pregnant stomach lovingly, she had a feeling this one would be a girl. The thought made a small smile come to her face, Levi wouldn't be like most other fathers, this she knew, their daughter wouldn't be a bargaining chip for more, he would mold her into everything Evelyn was not, strong. All of them would be in awe of their father and be an extra set of eyes against their mother, seeing if she ever betrayed his trust.

Her mind came out of it's daydream when the two children ran towards their approaching father, he was home already from work, patting both of their heads affectionately as he stepped on the porch. There was a hidden lust in his eyes as he looked over her pregnant form again, she knew he loved seeing her with child, when she was so round she could barely move. This, fetish, made him treat her with more affection, like now when he kissed her head.

"Hello my dear."

She kissed his cheek obediently. "Welcome home husband."

What a perfect life she had.

#attack on titan #break me slowly #levi ackerman #levi aot #levi x oc #levi x reader #shingeki no kyojin #yandere levi #yandere levi ackerman #yandere levi x reader #oneshot requests

[ktrivia]

A Sniper's Competition (Crosshair x Reader)

Summary:

The Republic had many humanized weapons in this war but all of them were well known by the Separatist forces. All of them but me, that is. The Republic brought me in at the beginning of this war to be one of their secret weapons. A sniper who could go undercover and stay unknown to the enemy. As the war grows closer to a close, the Republic is sending me on a new mission, one that includes four experimental clones. Which another sniper, who was known for his disdain for others, already in the squad, things were sure to get interesting.

Author’s note:

Sorry for the long wait everyone! Life has been very hectic (major exams and catching Covid for the first time). This story is back and shit is going down! I'm excited for the plot to really begin now and the twists and turns to start. Please let me know what you think because your comments and reblogs are truly what keep me motivated to keep going with this story!

P.S. Let me know if you catch an Easter egg of a well-loved Bad Batch character

Also I am officially writing Fives x Reader oneshots and drabbles as a prequel to this series! There is now a section on my master list for and I would love to write more for one of our favorite ARC Troopers so please PLEASE send in some requests! Sometimes we all just need a little Fives goodness in our lives.

Enjoy the chapter!

Mando'an translations:

Vod: Brother

Gar kebbur gar jatne: You tried your best (just like I'm trying to string together sentences in Mando'a)

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CHAPTER 13

The only men sitting past the door were Rex, Echo and Anakin which meant the rest of the Batch was in the cockpit. The four of us looked at each other, no one sure of what to say first. The events of the day had taken a toll on everyone it seemed. 

“How much longer are we in hyperspace?” I questioned as I moved to sit next to Anakin who sat across from two of the only remaining men from the original 501st. 

“A couple hours,” Rex answered, checking me over once again for injuries. “How are you feeling?”

“A lot better, Rexxie,” I assured before turning to Anakin. “But I need your help.” 

Before I could continue on, he spoke. 

“You can’t feel the force can you?” 

“Not at all,” I confirmed. “And it honestly feels like I’m missing a limb.”

“It happens,” Anakin began, placing a comforting hand on my shoulder. “You basically fried the receptors in your body that let you feel the force because you used so much of it at one time. That part of you needs to heal. You were never trained to recognize the warning signs of wearing yourself out like that.”

“How long will it be like this?” I asked, trying to keep myself from reaching out to the emotions of the men around me. 

“Give it a couple days and it should start to come back. If it doesn’t then come by my quarters and we’ll contact the temple for suggestions.” 

I reached up to my shoulder and gripped his hand in thanks before turning to Echo who now wore someone’s spare set of blacks. Because of his emaciated state, they hung loosely on his thin frame.

“What about you, Echo? How are you feeling?”

He gave me a small smile and explained that Tech had performed another health assessment on him and done what he could to make him more comfortable until we got back to base to a proper medic. They had given him a bit of food and water, but he had a hard time keeping it down so they had held off after that. The room went quiet, the four of us still taking in the reunion that had occurred hours ago. 

“I’ve uh, been meaning to ask,” Echo prompted hesitantly, sorrow in his eyes. “What happened to Fives?”

My heart stopped as I met Rex’s panicked expression. How did we tell Echo that his twin had died? How did we even begin to broach what had happened?

“I assume he’s gone,” Echo said, his voice cracking as he did. “Otherwise, I’m sure he would have been here for this.” 

Tears sprung to my eyes at the thought. There’s no way in hell that Fives would have missed this. He would have fought anyone and everyone to be on this mission to rescue his brother. 

“Yeah, Echo.” I confirmed. “He’s gone.”

My voice broke and I couldn’t help the tears that streamed down my cheeks. Across from me, I could see Rex’s eyes glistening as he tried to keep it together. 

I barely noticed the door to the bunk area whooshing open as Crosshair emerged. He quickly took in everyone’s expression but those observant eyes landed on me and widened. 

I thought he was about to get jealous of either Anakin’s hand that still rested on my shoulder or the mention of Fives, but he surprised us all by quickly claiming the seat next to mine and grabbing hold of my hand. He gently caressed it in soothing motions, but didn’t say a word. He sat there as a reassuring presence. Maybe he was ready to make the effort for there to be a relationship between us.

“Can I ask what happened?” Echo asked timidly. 

“Of course you can, Echo,” I confirmed, willing strength into my voice. 

“He was your brother. You have every right to ask that,” Rex added, ferocity clear on his face. There were many cases where the clones wouldn’t know what happened to a lost brother and when they would try to ask, their requests would be denied. The administration didn’t bother to keep track of which clones were lost, only that their numbers had been depleted in general. 

I wasn’t sure where to begin the story, but thankfully Anakin spoke up. 

“It started with Tup,” he began, voice going quiet like what he said was a secret. To be fair, it was a secret to most. 

“He killed Master Tiplar,” Anakin continued solemnly. Echo’s face somehow paled more than it already was. 

“He killed a Jedi?” He asked disbelievingly in a whisper. His gaze went foggy, and Rex put his hand on Echo’s shoulder in comfort. It dawned on me that Echo had also just discovered Tup’s passing as well. Crosshair’s hand now clenched mine tightly. Glancing over, I could see confusion and discomfort apparent on his face. Echo wasn’t going to be the only person hearing this story for the first time. 

“He did,” Anakin confirmed with a sorrowful nod. “It was clear that something was wrong. We thought it was some kind of virus or biological agent so we sent him back to Kamino with Fives in charge of him. Even when Tup left he wasn’t mentally sound. He couldn’t focus and just kept repeating himself.”

Anakin’s head bowed and I gently grasped his hand, offering him comfort. Anakin bonded with his soldiers, clones or not, and I remembered how hard this whole situation had hit him when it happened. 

“Then what?” Echo asked quietly. Anakin turned to me. 

“You’re probably the best person to tell him the next part,” He offered, Echo’s face contorted into a look of confusion.

“Why?” He asked.

“Because I was on Kamino when they got there,” I explained, voice growing thick as the memories flooded me. Crosshair tensed next to me.

“You were there?” He murmured, eyes shockingly full of concern. I nodded my confirmation and squeezed his hand before turning back to Echo.

“I hadn’t seen Fives since we had broken up,” I started. “We were together for about a year, and I hadn’t seen him for a few months. The second he saw me he tried to tell me what had happened with Tup, but I was about to leave on an assignment. I just-,”

My words choked off and it felt like the air around me grew physically heavy. My eyes widened in panic as I tried to pull in air, but even that felt like I was inhaling lead. Crosshair’s hand pulled from mine and wrapped around my shoulders pulling me against his chest. I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to focus on breathing. When I re-opened them, Anakin was crouched in front of me. 

“Hey,” he said quietly, placing his hand on my knee. “You’re ok. It's just the force. It can be a little overwhelming at first when it comes back on line, but it’ll ease. There are a lot of heavy emotions in here right now and that can be hard to feel.” 

At the mention of the force, I could feel Crosshair almost retract his hold on me, but instead he squeezed tighter, hands roaming over my shoulder and arm. I worked to pace my breaths in time with Crosshair’s rising chest, and while they were still weighted, it was slowly getting easier to breathe again. When I could finally speak without gasping for air, I looked back to Echo. 

“I’m so sorry. This is your story and time and I just interrupted it.”

He shakily rose to his feet and stumbled over to me. His flesh hand reached out and grasped mine, squeezing as hard as he could. 

“It’s our story, Vod. You take your time,” he reassured. The three of them grounded me until I was ready to continue the story. 

“Fives tried to tell me something was wrong,” I began again. “He tried to tell me something had happened to Tup, but I had to leave. He never knew, but I stopped in the med bay to check on them, but they told me Tup would be fine and Fives was healthy. The Kaminoans don’t usually lie to me. I could feel they were lying, but I thought it was because they didn’t know what was wrong with Tup yet. But I had to go, so I left. I have a little friend who works in the med center that kept me updated as much as she could, but her droid could only find out so much information once the Chancellor got involved.”

“The Chancellor?” Echo questioned, sunken eyes widening. I hummed in agreement. 

“Fives said he had discovered something and the Chancellor needed to hear it. But they say that once he got to Coruscant, he tried to murder the Chancellor in his office. Then he got a hold of Rex and Anakin.” 

I trailed off and looked to them to continue the story. Rex spoke this time.

“He found Kix at 79s and had him contact me and the General. We went to meet with Fives and he trapped us in a ray shield. He tried explaining himself but the Coruscant Guard… they shot him. We tried- we really tried to help him but he was too far gone. All he said was the nightmare was over.”

Rex’s hand clasped together as his shoulders hunched over and his breathing shortened. With effort, I extricated myself from the men around me and made the short crossing to the Captain. Standing in front of him, I pulled his forehead to my chest and stroked gently over his cropped hair. Strong arms pulled me as close as possible as his breaths turned ragged. 

“You did what you could, vod,” I reassured. “We all did. Gar kebbur gar jatne.” 

I held him there for a while as the silence of the room settled. Resurfaced memories had reopened old wounds and everyone was trying to grapple with it in their own ways. Clanking footsteps came closer and I glanced over to see Echo standing there. He sat down next to Rex and put his arm over his shoulders, pulling him away from my hold. Tears almost left me again at the sight of Echo comforting his brother. Even after all this time and the torture he undoubtably endured, he remembered the little things that helped Rex while he was mourning. 

The exhaustion hit me suddenly from the conversation and events of the mission so I went back over to where Crosshair was still seated. I rested my head on his shoulder and sighed in content when his arm circled my shoulders, a warm and reassuring weight. My eyes drifted shut as I listened to the lingering conversation. I was almost asleep, Crosshair's light rubbing on my shoulder lulling me, when I heard Echo ask a question that made me perk up. 

“Before Fives was sh-shot,” he began to Rex, “what was he trying to warn you about?” 

My eyes remained closed but I was alert and listening. 

“He said there was a plot against the Jedi,” Rex said softly. Crosshairs ministrations froze at the mention of the Jedi and I grumbled at him, displeased with the lack of the soothing motion. He huffed a small laugh before resuming again. I felt the tension leaving my body as his hand worked its way up towards my neck, rubbing the tight muscles there. I groaned quietly at the sensation. 

“Get a room,” Anakin muttered under his breath. 

“You’d hear me either way, Skywalker,” I grumbled back. Crosshair choked on his breath and I could only laugh. Anakin said something else but I didn’t hear it as part of Rex’s comment caught my attention. 

“-he said something about a chip controlling us. That we were programmed.”

My eyes shot open and I bolted upright. Connections were rapidly forming in my mind. I could hear the four of them questioning me as I ran to the cockpit of the ship. The door slid open and my eyes landed on Tech in the pilot’s chair as he typed on a datapad. In the periphery, my mind took note that Hunter and Wrecker were also there, the larger of the two sound asleep. 

“Tech, where are the scans of Echo’s brain?” I asked frantically. Hunter stiffened at the tone of my voice. 

“They are on my data pad,” Tech replied simply, not looking up from what he was doing. 

“I need it. Now,” I demanded. Tech glanced up, confusion clear. 

“Why do you need it?” 

“Give me the datapad, Tech. I need to check something and time may be of the essence.”

I stormed towards him, ready to take the datapad from him whether he wanted me to or not, but Hunter blocked my path. 

“You need to calm down,” he instructed, arms crossed in front of his chest. 

“It is ok, Hunter. She can have it,” Tech said calmly. Hunter glanced back at him, not convinced I wouldn’t do something to Tech, and stepped just far enough out of the way for Tech to hand me the datapad. 

“I pulled up his scans for you,” Tech stated as I wrenched it from his hand. 

I scrolled through the slices of the scan as quickly as I could, looking for what I had seen earlier on Skako Minor. I made a sound of success when I found the right slice. I turned it back to Tech and pointed at it.

“What the hell is this and why did you tell me to ignore it?” I questioned. His eyes squinted as he focused on the spot before his face smoothed into understanding. 

“Oh! That is Echo’s inhibitor chip.”

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[veilder]

Hey, you don't have to post this ask or anything, but I'm trinityonline on ao3 (the person who keeps crying over 'of little loves and orange slices') and I wanted to let you know that your work directly inspired me to write this: Cast & Sugar https://archiveofourown.org/works/46601668

I generally struggle with writing flash fiction, so I copied the way you structured and paced your story. (I quite literally sat there and read paragraph by paragraph what sort of content it had and translated it over to my story lmao.) I studied some of the methods you used to describe things which really brought out the emotion I felt when I read orange slices. I wanted to duplicate the aesthetic your piece had, however, I found that because it was written in Hank's voice, it didn't have such an impact when I changed the voice to PM700. Anyway I'm typing a lot bc I'm nervous sending you this I hope you don't hate me for using your work as a guide HAHAHA

But yeah, you don't have to read my thing, I just wanted to let you know that it exists and that you directly helped me structure it <3

(And if you do read my thing and don't know about my hype about PM700, check out my Tumblr feed which has a bunch of screenshots and stuff <3) (but seriously no pressure) (not me toggling Ask anonymously on and off lmaooo)

Hello!!! Omg, this is the best ask I've ever gotten, absolutely do not worry about anything, my friend!!! When I tell you I actually straight-up cried because of your devastatingly kind words, I'm talking literally, omggggg. I could not be more flattered and honored and freakin giddy than I am right now!!! :D Lemme just doubly reassure you though! No, I do not mind at all that you left me this ABSOLUTELY WONDERFUL ASK!! No, I could never hate you for any of this, I am beyond delighted that something I made could be in any way this impactful to someone!!! Gosh, you studied my fic like a textbook, I don't even have the proper vocabulary to express how--! How--! How that makes me feel!!! But it is positive!!! Very positive, for reals!!!! 🥰🥰🥰

Also, I very much did read your fic and it was wonderful and you absolutely nailed the style of it so hard!! I checked out your tag for the PM700 too just to see what I was dealing with, though honestly, you wrote her so well I probably didn't even need to. XD And if anyone is still reading this absolutely unhinged ramble of mine, please go check out their fic!! It really struck me right in the feels and I'm still reeling from it, wow! They wrote one of the best Connor's I've ever seen, I love him so much. And they also made me care about a minor side character a significant amount, omg. XD (I swear, I will have to put her in a fic of my own someday if I ever write again. XD) It's just a super well-written, hard-hitting, emotional oneshot that is well worth a read! :D OP, I hope you know you made my night? I... can't even begin to express how much this means to me. You are an absolute blessing and have given me so much joy. Thank you so much for sending this ask! (And not doing so anonymously! :D) And please please please feel free to hmu in a DM or something if you ever wanna chat! I'm so here for it! :D

#asks #I'M STILL REELING THANK YOU VERY MUCH!!1 #BEST ASK OMG! #FIC REC! #SERIOUSLY GO READ IT! #IF MY LOVE OF SIXTY HAS TAUGHT Y'ALL ANYTHING IT'S THAT I GO FERAL FOR MINOR CHARACTERS AND LOOKIE I FOUND A NEW ONE TO LOVE! #WOO!!!!

[urb0yjai]

So for my request, can you write a oneshot featuring Yasuhiro Hagakure with public nudity and chastity please? In the story, he gets the idea to travel from a public bathhouse to his apartment without his clothes. So he has to navigate the city without anyone exposing him or catching him in his birthday suit or chastity cage. What do you think?

Of course!!

I'm so sorry that it took me a bit to get to your request!! I hope you enjoy this though!

Characters: Yasuhiro Hagakure x GN!reader!! mentions of Mondo and Leon

warnings: NSFW, public nudity, chastity, reader is a bit of a tease, I haven't written nsfw in a bit so might not be that good ;-;

word count: 776

NSFW UNDER THE CUT! MINORS DNI

Birthday Suit

Yasuhiro's breath became heavy as he heard {Name's} voice over the phone. Hearing such a request was enough to get the clairvoyant hot and bothered. He kept silent until he hear his lover's voice through the phone speaker once more.

"Don't make me repeat myself, love. I know you heard what I just said, so do it."

Yasuhiro's voice hitched as he mustered up the courage to speak. His mouth felt dry and he struggled to come up with the proper words to say to such a request.

"Awwwh don't get all shy on me now Yasuhiro, you're not backing down on me, are you? I promise I'll give you a nice treat when you come back here okay?"

Yasuhiro gave a soft hum, almost sounding like a moan of sorts. Finally gaining the courage to strip from his clothing in the changeroom of the public bathhouse. He knew his apartment wasn't too far away, maybe a couple hundred metres or so. It was later at night as well so there was a high chance of him getting away with this stunt that his lover decided to pull. However, the sheer thrill of walking around the city in only his chastity belt was enough to arouse him.

Knowing he could be caught by anyone at any moment sent the best kind of shivers down his spine.

Once naked, Yasuhiro began to put on his chastity belt that sat in his bag, praying no one walked into the locker rooms at this moment. He took a deep breath once it was snug on his dick, biting his lip to hold back a moan. He packed all his clothing into his bag neatly, except for his jacket which he decided to just carry with him in case he needed to make a quick cover up as to not get caught by someone he potentially knew. It would have been a real shame to have one of his former classmates was to catch him in such a state.

When he was ready he began his travel to the apartment that he shared with {Name}. He knew that they'd be waiting for him so he decided to take a shortcut home that he knew was accessible to the public, as to stay loyal to the request, but that was less used and got him to the apartment quickly, Yasuhiro took the side exit of the bathhouse, he knew there would be more people in the lobby as it was later at night. He poked his head out the door and looked left to right, making sure no one was coming down the dimly lit sidewalk. Once the coast was clear he began walking home.

It was a slightly faster walk than what he would normally do, however, while arousing to think about, he truly did not want to get caught by the public eye. That would just cause the embarrassment that he did not need. Luckily most of the shops he passed by were closed due to the time of night He continued walking before turning onto a side street he knew would take him straight to his apartment. He decided to pull out his phone and text his s/o about his whereabouts and around when he would be home

Yasuhiro's heart skipped a beat when he heard a door opening and people coming out of a house. His pace began to increase when he recognized the talking. It was Leon and Mondo. They live down this way?? he thought to himself. The last people he wanted to be caught by were those two. They would never let him live this down. He tried to avoid the light of the dim streetlights as their talking began to quiet down and the apartment came into view. He couldn't relax yet though. Getting into the apartment without being caught was going to be a difficult challenge.

He decided to go in through the underground parking lot entrance and take the elevator. It would be quicker and less risky than going straight through the main entrance. So he did, he made it into the apartment and clicked the button to call the elevator, praying to whatever god looked over him that no one would be in the elevator. He quickly got inside the elevator and made his way up to the 9th floor. Speed walking all the way to his shared room with {Name}.

{Name} was already waiting with the door open.

"Well well, you did it love! Good boy~" They spoke teasingly

"Now come in and I'll reward you for being so good for me, you absolutely deserve it"

A/N: I DIDN'T WANT TO DRAG IT ON FOR TOO LONG I HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS!!! AGAIN IM SORRY IT TOOK ME SO LONG TO GET THIS IN I GOT SO BUSY!! <33

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[gureumcity]

in another life

💌 pairing: lee heeseung x reader 💌 genre: oneshot, idol!au, angst, sad ending 💌 word count: 2.9k 💌 author's note: i've always wanted to try out the idol au so here i am. i tried to research a lot about all the details in idol's schedules but if it is wrong, please look over it. i am human after all.. i have written this for the mere reason of me wanting to write angst. i contemplated a lot on writing for enhypen and where i should begin. especially cause most of them are literally the same age as me or as my friends so it makes it weird to imagine this story. but i considered doing this one because it's gonna be angsty and realistic. enjoy the reading!

[ you never expected yourself to break the one rule. the trap of falling in love with an idol. but fall you did. you knew it was wrong but what could you do? it's not like you could control your heart. and for the sake of his job and his members too, the company can do nothing but stop you guys. there's nothing you can do, being a commoner, you had to let him go. do you love him enough to let him go? ]

the past two years have been a rollercoaster, really. your journey began with your mother working for the company, hybe labels. well, she had been working since the company was small and were called bighit entertainment; around 2012. so you knew many of the staff as uncles and aunts. your mom was a single mom. no shame in that. but it made lots of things hard on her end which caused you to have three part-time jobs. you wanted to do your part and make up for your father leaving the two of you. by the time you were graduated from high school, you had received a full-ride scholarship to attend a good 4 year university with the major of technical management. you were well satisfied. if all goes well, you would be right up there with your mother as she styled the idols and you leading them on stage to soundcheck and lighting. well.. let's just say you've never had good luck when it came to such big dreams. because not even your first year in college, your mom gets diagnosed with lung disease, an uncurable one at that. as much as you hated to admit it, without a cure any time soon, your mom was on a deadline. soon enough, she resigned and was given proper care for her hospital bills and insurance too. you were glad that at least she had been taken good care of from a good company.

naturally, you quit your part-time jobs and decided to finish university as fast as you can. luckily, your ged credits were easily made up from your high school classes and your chancellor had allowed you to graduate in two years, as long as you finished the rest of your credits during the summer as well. so you bust your ass off for the next year and with hard work and more hard work, you go to graduate in the summer. nothing special. just a diploma and a medal. obviously, what came after this was job hunting. but you didn't have to. like you had known, hybe was a good company that took good care of their employees. and so, here you were standing in front of the big building with the job offer for tech manager. you accepted, of course. where else were you going to get a decent paying, benefit-filled contract with amazing staff surrounding you? nowhere. exactly.

with hopes that everyone will like you, you enter the company and are immediately engulfed with positive, well-oiled working engine, energy. few weeks of training and shadowing someone got you to be assistant manager within no time. you started working with their newest boy group, enhypen. they were all sweet to you, of course professional too.

time after time, comeback after comeback, you and the members had grown much closer. especially lee heeseung. he had welcomed you the best. showed you around on how their schedule goes, what each member likes to do during soundchecks, and so forth. like a hopeless romantic, you did the one thing your mother made you promise to yourself you wouldn't do. working at such a corporate, being married is usually a requirement, due to many of the scandals the idols may be risked into. you were hired with an exception but that didn't make it any less forbidden to interact with the idols in that way. but what could you have done? not have a crush? not fall in love? all valid answers and you probably should've listened to yourself at the time. but.. he came to you first. he asked you first.

heeseung is a sweetheart. always has been and probably always will be. that's what made him feel so special. he was always there. when you found out that your mom is going to have to get surgery, even after the surgery, and also when you were told there's nothing else they can do for your mom. he let you cry in his arms like any boy would do when he likes a girl. but your situation was different. and you knew it. but you still let yourself be enveloped into his embrace, let your feelings make way, and to ignore whatever your inner subconscious would tell you; which was to stop and drop everything before it hurts anyone.

too late.

a few weeks ago from today, you were told by the higher ups that you must no longer interact with heeseung or with enhypen. especially with them being semi-rookies, they should be more careful with things like this.

things like this. that's all your love meant to everyone outside of you and heeseung's relationship.

they had been considering transferring you to another company. luckily for them, they were a label. so they could easily transfer you to a different group without letting loose of you. despite the whole romance that has been taken over, you were good at your job and everyone knew that. maybe that was why they didn't try to stop it as they usually would. you never cry. or so you thought. perhaps it was just that you never had time to cry. with working, there's no way you can just start crying but when you'd go home, you're taking care of your mom. again, no way. sure. you cried to heeseung about your mom but that was that. there was no one you could talk to that would relate or comfort you about this. you put yourself through this.

so the day you go to the park to clear your mind, it was the first time in years you cried. you were getting weird looks from some and pitiful eyes from others. but you could care less. you were not even 22 yet and you were struggling to pay hospital bills, to keep your relationship, to live the life that you wished. that being said, maybe that was why when heeseung had told you these words, you didn't shed a tear.

"i can't love you."

can't. not don't. you wanted to notice the difference in his words. but it honestly didn't matter at this point. when heeseung had noticed the way your face was expressionless, lips pale and eyes dead, he couldn't help but feel that you had known this was coming. it didn't make any of it easier, of course.

"please.. say something, y/n," you let your head rise until your eyes met his. it's funny how a week can change things. you remember just last weekend, you were laying on the floor of the dorm living room, watching some show the tv was streaming with heeseung laying next to you. his arms around you as you two giggled over jake complaining that you guys had finished the last ramen. and now the two of you stand, in front of one another. one's eyes filled with tears and the other with no tears left to cry. he leaves a hard grip on your shoulders, trying to shake you out of what seemed like a daydream. but in fact, you were just tired. tired of believing this was the better choice than all of the above. "i'm begging you. i need you to say something." you slowly wipe the tear rolling down heeseung's cheek and smile.

"heeseung. it's hard not to love you.. but i can't say it's easy to love you either.. you have to understand that this is what's best for the both of us," he pulls you into his chest, hurriedly wrapping his arms around you as if that would stop everyone from pulling him out of this relationship. "i agree.. hee. i agree with the company. i want you to succeed and live your dream. even if that means our dream must die. it's worth it. i swear to you it is." you nodded, almost like you're trying to convince yourself and not the man in front of you. slowly pushing him away, you let out a soft sigh.

his lips trembled at your smile, knowing that you were just acting tough for the sake of his heart. "i'll make it up to you. i promise. i promise to you that one day, i will become such a big hit that no one can control me and judge me for who i'm with. it's cruel to ask. i know.. but can you wait for me? can you-" with a grasp of both your hands on his, he stops.

"i won't. i can't.. hee.. you don't need me. i can love you and cherish you. but it won't give you anything. but your fans? your company? there's just so much more ahead for you. i can't get in the way of that. so instead of a promise to me.. make a promise to yourself. that you will become a big hit because you want to and because that's the life you want to live. not for me. not for anyone else. hmm?," you had many breakdowns together but never had you seen heeseung so brokenhearted. and you couldn't help but feel yourself quiver a bit too. you reach up on your toes to give him a soft kiss on the cheek. "goodbye heeseung.." i loved you i love you.

heeseung watches as you gather your things and leave. he had never felt so empty. what was his dorm, slowly just became a place for him to sleep and rest. it no longer felt like home. nor did his recording studios. he can still hear you messing around with the mic and see you dancing to his dances, in which you failed to copy, but none of that mattered. he still thought you looked cute. the hybe rooftop no longer gave him a relaxing feeling. and he soon realized that none of these places were home to him. you were his home. one he let go of. one he will miss all his life. back at his dorms, his members saw him as a mess. and rightfully so. they all loved you and loved the heeseung when he was with you. he was happy. he was loved. so the night when he was scrummaging through his room to find his airpods; one he tended to lose often if it wasn't for you; he came across a silver chain. a bracelet he recalls giving you. he wonders why it had gotten under his drawers when the faint memory of you comes up.

that bracelet was given to you by heeseung on your first anniversary and a few weeks later, you ended up losing it. you cried to him about it because you felt bad for losing something precious that he had given you. and now here it was. in his shaking right hand. he slowly wraps it around his left wrist and clasps the chain on. with an exhale, the tears were back. soon enough, the other members could hear heeseung balling in his room and it sucked because they knew there was nothing good enough to comfort him. jungwon cleared his throat and slowly entered the room with a knock. "hey hyung?" he could see the way heeseung quickly wiped his tears away and sat up.

"please don't act like you aren't hurt.. it hurts the rest of us to see you suffering..," heeseung's sigh allows jungwon to tap his back with a rhythm. "look.. if it's meant to be, someday, you'll run into her again. and you'll see that nothing has changed. but for now. you gotta think for yourself, hyung. you have to wake up and see that you still have everything else." heeseung's surprised with jungwon's pep talk because despite all the mature things he usually says, he didn't realize jungwon gives good advice on love too. so with a nod, he stands up, tidies his room up a little, before heading to the living room where the others watch a drama.

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it's been three years since. your mother had sadly passed a year ago. but she fought her best and you knew she was tired. everything had changed around you except for one thing. hybe was still a good label. placed you into one of their companies, pledis. you worked for seventeen after everything and occasionally other projects among the music stations.

yesterday was their comeback so they're starting promotions today. the first one was music bank. you were excited because since you were now an on-call tech manager. last year, you were given an opportunity to travel on their world tour as the 2nd tech manager. which basically means you get to go with them but behind the scenes. you decided not to because you didn't want to travel in that tight schedule so you stayed behind. a part of you wanted to see the world. but you didn't want it to be rushed and formed around another person's schedule. so glad you did. because this year, you were upgraded into a higher position and now get to be on stand-by. more risks and harder work, but in the end, it was what you wanted. this is gonna be your second comeback with them with this position. first time went great but you were nervous. this time, you know you're just gonna do great.

"lights?"

"they're good."

"what about all the cameras? are they charged?"

all these questions made this feel more real. you were going to present these idols live in about half an hour. soon after, woozi, one of the seventeen members, came up to you and asked if his mic was connected or not because it wasn't working. you instantly fixed it and decided to check on the others as well. everything was good. until you hear a voice you knew all too well, practicing his vocals in a room. you halt and smile at the talented voice before knocking on the door. the seven boys' eyes shifts over to you at your voice with a few gasps here and there. "hi guys, i'm the tech manager. i'm just going to be checking everyone's mics as there were a few issues in seventeen's. so if you don't mind, can you guys show me the mic system and headsets?," they hurriedly take out their mics and lay them out onto a table. as you checked each one, you could feel a few eyes staring at you. you cleared your throat. "okay.. looks good. thank you guys." you look up at their manager and with a bow, you excuse yourself. before getting a grasp of a hand around your wrist. already knowing who it was, you turned around.

"y/n.." with a smile, you slowly release his grip on you. "it's been a while.."

"yes. it has. and i'm glad to see that everyone's doing good."

"how have you been?" you could hear the managers from a mile away, talking about you. honestly, you thought this was all over with by now. but what's done is done. "i'd advise you to go back to your group, sir."

"y/n. don't act like that," with barely any expression on your face, he sighs. "i have some things i left unsaid. and i've been wanting to tell you like crazy. is there any way i can talk to you? and maybe start over?"

"look. i don't know what you mean by start over. but this? it ended three years ago. and if you're here to apologize, don't. it was mutual and it honestly worked out better this way. but if you're here, hoping that things would go back the way it was. it's never going to happen. i'm happy now. truly happy. and i wish you were too. so if you'll excuse me, i'm going to have to get back to my job." as soon as you got out the door, you can hear mingyu.

"y/n! can you fix my headset!" this.. this is how life should be. and you were happy it was. whether it be with heeseung or without heeseung.

maybe in another life, you could be his and he could be yours.

but this was your dream.. right?

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