#sorry i just really wanted to share what happened a few minuets ago

[bells-tolling]

i just ubered someone for the first time and alsjfkls i was so nervous but the person i was ubering was really kind and once we finished they said i was an excellent uber and and and ajsoeifjrhos1-2947y2s;lkdj it made me really happy

#Sky: Children of the Light #ohhh i get so scared at the slightest interaction with another person #like just saying hello to the passenger was making my heart race at possibly concerning speeds #so i assume you can imagine all #the fear i was feeling when i just had to d o the cr #my hands were so shaky (still are) because i was so afraid of messing up infront of the m but so glad i didnt just. flop it. #aaaaaaaaaasdkjflksjf #when we finished the y started typing for a while and like i was really scared and i convinced myself instantly that they were gonna say... #...something bad but then i read 'idk what other people think. but i think youre an excellent uber.' #and i just #al;siefhu3wp9o4e7uh i was so relieved like. i cant describe it #maybe i would have been more calm during the morning 'cause its like. 4 am rn hh #aaaaaaaaahh #sorry i just really wanted to share what happened a few minuets ago #and sorry for rambling in the tags-

[ahsokadrabbles]

𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 [obi-wan kenobi x skywalker!reader

obi-wan and his padawan spend a day with the younglings. 

word count: 2k

warnings: teeth rotting fluff. enjoy! 

the soul purpose of this drabble is that it was soft for obi hours, but i think i’m going to turn this into a series so stay tuned! 

You had come to a crossroads in your training as a padawan. You were no longer a youngling, but still a student beneath your master, Obi-Wan Kenobi. You were one of the eldest padawans which you never minded, you liked putting on the role of big sister, but it was hard to still be a padawan when in your head you felt much more grown. If it hadn't been for you older brother Anakin being the star of the show when the two of you arrived at the temple many years ago, maybe you would've been a Jedi Knight by now. You loved your brother dearly, but you had always lived in his shadow. His grand title of "Chosen One" loomed above you like dark cloud while he wore it on his head like a crown. It wasn't until three years ago that he outgrew his Master and earned a padawan of his own. It soon became your time to be Master Kenobi's student. Now, every day you woke up with the sun and trained, just as you had watched your big brother do when you were young. It was rewarding, but it soon became old news. You had begun to feel like a grown woman trying to sleep in her childhood bed. You had the mind of a Knight, but your skills just weren't there yet. If you were your brother, you'd throw a fit about not being good enough, but you were patient and devoted to learning. Your Master admired this trait in you. You and your brother were like night and day to him. Anakin was the sun, firey and opinionated, while you were the moon, quiet and wise beyond your years.

You awoke to your friend and your brother's padawan, Ahsoka Tano, shaking you awake. The younger Togruta hung above you in bed, her striped montrals and padawan beads brushing against your groggy face. "I'm awake, I'm awake" You laughed, sitting up in bed. Ahsoka plopped down at the foot of your bed, watching you with cat-like curiousity. "Are you going to get out of bed?" She asked. You stretched your arms up over your head and glanced at the flickering analog clock that sat on your nightstand. The time was nearly obscured by all the things you had crowded on the table. Copies of Jedi texts, spare saber parts, jewelry, and pictures of you and your friends and family. "I have a few minuets to spare." You shrugged, falling back against your sea of pillows with a quiet thud. "You weren't up all night fantasizing about your Master again were you?" The younger teased, which earned her a swat on the leg from you. "Ahsoka!" You gasped, now blushing furiously. She was the first person to catch onto your little crush on your master, and now she teased you relentlessly for it. "You know I'd never tell, I'm just playing with you." A tender look swam in her blue eyes, she always meant any word she said. Ahsoka was the most loyal friend you could ever ask for. "I was actually up all night studying." You replied, finally forcing yourself out of bed. "I wanted to make sure I had all my information straight for the presentation for the younglings today." You caught a glimpse of yourself in the mirror as you walked past and wrinkled your nose. Your hair stuck up in ever single direction and your eyes remained puffy from sleep. Perhaps you had underestimated the amount of time you'd need to get ready this morning. "I'm sure you'll do just fine, you have me after all." Ahsoka sang, batting her eyes in your direction. "I just really need to prove myself. I'm getting old you know." You said as you retrieved a fresh pair of clothes from the closet. "You're only eighteen, Y/N." The togruta folded her legs beneath herself on the corner of your mattress. "Your starting to sound more and more like Master Kenobi every day. I think you're around him too much." You let out an airy chuckle as you changed out of your pajamas. "Yes, but Anakin was so much farther ahead of me when he was my age. I'm afraid Obi-Wan will start to lose faith in me." "Don't be silly, Y/N." Ahsoka sighed, now stood behind you. In the mirror before you two she could be seen, barely, considering she was a head shorter than you, with her hands placed tenderly on your shoulders. "Can I do your hair?" You watched the clock tick by as your friend separated out your strands of hair and twisted them into an intricate up-do. For someone with no hair, she was quite good at doing it. "Done with three minuets to spare. We better go find our masters."

The pair of you met your masters just in time as they appeared in the lift the moment you hit the button to summon it up. "There you are, Y/N." Master Kenobi said, Anakin stood smugly by his side. "You were almost late." Anakin added before Obi-Wan gave him a swift kick in the ankle. Your brother let out a hiss as you and his padawan enter into the now cramped lift. You were stood in front of your master, your back nearly press flush against his chest, and you could feel Ahsoka's knowing stare burning into the left side of your head. "Did you do something different with your hair?" Master Kenobi asked, his Couscanti drawl lingering in your chest and making your face burn red. "Ahsoka did it for me." You replied. The girl could be seen beaming from out of the corner of your eye as the doors of the lift slid open. Your quickly stepped out and filled your lungs with air, you could hardly breathe in there. "Would you relax?" Ahsoka laughed once the two of you got ahead of your masters. "Sorry," You stuttered, rubbing your hands up and down the length of your arms in attempt to rub away the goosebumps the mere sound of his voice had given you. "You are so head over heels." "Wrong way you two," You heard Anakin call out. You turned around on your heel to see that you had missed your turn toward the nursery. While you blushed with embarrassment Ahsoka dragged your frozen form down the right hallway. "He probably thinks I'm such a fool-" "Please for the love of Stars get out of your head." The togruta muttered as she set you down in front of the nursery door. "There you are," Master Kenobi said, poking his head out of the door. You let out a yelp, his appearance had caught you by surprise. "Are you feeling well, Y/N?" His blue eyes shifted towards Ahsoka with his brow furrowed in worry. "I just turned the wrong way coming here." You answered for yourself. "Silly girl," Obi-Wan sighed, ushering you and your friend into the dimly lit classroom. The children were sat in a circle, immersed in the blue glow of the hologram in the center of the room. A map of Coruscant and the planets that surrounded it flickered before their small and intrigued faces. "Master Kenobi!" One of the younglings babbled excitedly. Obi-Wan pressed his finger to his lips with a soft smile. "Listen carefully to Master Yoda, young one." "You're kind of a celebrity, aren't you?" Ahsoka teased, gently nudging Master Kenobi's shoulder. "Oh, he's always a big hit with the younglings." You quietly laughed. "Do you remember the other day at the library?" You asked your master. He smiled fondly at the memory and your heart fluttered at the way his eyes crinkled at the sides when he grinned "We were trying to find texts on the Coruscant system for today's lesson and some younglings also happened to be there learning how to use the data pads. Needless to say it ended in them all hanging onto Master Kenobi's cloak." Ahsoka and Anakin laughed while your master just shook his head and grinned. "Master Kenobi, would you like to introduce the padawans?" Master Yoda said, summoning Obi-Wan in front of the group of students. You admired him bathed in hologram stars and surrounded by planets. Just like you, they orbited around him. Without him there they'd be lost, he was their beacon, their guiding force.

You and Ahsoka's presentation on the Coruscant system was well received by the younglings. At the end of it you were bombarded with all sorts of questions and excited remarks. Now you were sat in a chair, not made for someone your size, watching the children intently color and label a map of the system they had just learned about. Your master soon pulled up a chair beside you, it looked even smaller beneath him. "Is something funny?" He playfully asked, watching as you snickered at the seat dwarfed under him. "Oh, nothing at all!" "Do you want a coloring page?" You teased, gesturing toward the stack in the middle of the table. "Not for me, but it seems Ahsoka and Anakin have already helped themselves." You looked across the room to see your brother and Ahsoka both hunched over a shared coloring page shading in all the various planets. "Does mine look alright, Master Kenobi?" One of the younglings, a small green Twi'Lek girl, asked. "It looks very nice! What do you think, Y/N?" Your master said. "That is lovely, Amida!" You gushed. "Everyone's looks so wonderful. I'm very proud of all of you."

Master Yoda had given you and Ahsoka free reign over his lesson so it was up to the two of you to plan all of the activities. Next was a game of what you had named Planet Tag. Each youngling was assigned a planet and if they were tagged by another student, they'd have to say a fact about that planet. There were two other extra planets left, so Ashoka and Anakin took it up to themselves to also play, but after a while they grew tired. "Want to switch out?" Anakin panted, slyly nudging Obi-Wan's shoulder. "Why don't Ahsoka and Y/N play?" He suggested, stroking his beard. "I'm beat, Master Kenobi." The togruta huffed. "Come on! It will be fun!" You said, tugging him towards the center of the room by his wrist. "I don't know, Padawan-" "Did you not listen to my presentation?" You gasped. "Do you not know your planets, Master Kenobi?" He sighed and stood up from his too small chair. "Well, now I must since you've challenged me." He said before teasingly narrowing his eyes at you. The two of you joined the children in their game and Obi-Wan kept getting tagged. He was tagged so many times that he started to run out of facts to say. "You've already said that one, Master Kenobi!" The younglings giggled. "Well then I guess the game is done." You announced, looking out at the small crowd of worn out children in front of you.

You ended the class by reading a story. All the younglings gathered in front of you on the carpet, all surrounding your Master who was sat in the center of them. It didn't take long until the younglings grew sleepy, some fell asleep with their heads in Obi-Wan's lap, other's leaned up against him while they snored softly. In the very back row even Anakin and Ahsoka could be seen nodding off, leaned up against each other's backs for support. "I think that's enough of that." You said, watching as Obi-Wan smiled fondly down at the youngling asleep in his lap. "Very good job, Y/N." Master Kenobi quietly congratulated as he stroked the head of the sleeping wookie in his lap. "Thank you, Master." You replied. After a long moment of quiet, Obi-Wan spoke again. "I remember when you and your brother were younglings." He said with a fond laugh. "You've grown up a lot since then. I'm very proud of you, Y/N." Yet again your master had you blushing, you were thankful that the lights of the classroom had since dimmed. "Get some rest, young one." "I can't fall asleep in here." You laughed with a shake of your head. Obi-Wan stealthily stood up and tip toed his way over the sleeping children curled up on the floor until he finally made his way to you and sat down on the floor again beside you. "Sleep," He repeated, patting his shoulder. You hesitantly rested your head against him, letting the warm smell of his skin and his robes lull you to sleep.

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[the-fiction-witch]

Story P2

REAL LIFE: COUPLE: TBS X READER RATING: SWEET AF

"It actually is kinda interesting because when we met, both y/n and I where in relationships." I answered

"Were you? So how did you meet?"

"I remember, it was a party for a friend of mine it was there uhhh engagement party, he had this big party rented out the whole of this pub in London for his party. So I went with my then girlfriend and she knew some people, I knew some people so we where just sort of hung out either side of the room from each other as we did tend to do we didn't share a lot of friends, And then a Friend of mine Jack came over brought me a beer and asked if I had met Alex's girlfriend. Now Alex was sort of... I guess a friend he was jack's friend and jack is my friend so we sort of knew of each other in parties and such never hung out for of one on one i don't think we were that friendly, and I just shrugged and said well no I hadn't yet but you know always open to meeting new people, and he said off you have to meet her you're gonna love her." I explained "So I followed him though this pub and I saw sat at this little booth table was this girl" "And that was y/n?"

"That was y/n" I nodded "I remember everything as well she had a pair of black ankle boots, these black tights, this huge red petticoat, this little black like uhh very retro sort of 50's 60's style dress, red lipstick that matched the petticoats, and hair done in this tight up do very uuhh very Audrey Hepburn like everything tied up and away from her face and as we went over I heard her say 'Harleys are for posers, they are not worth it with the price and upkeep you pay for the name not a good motorbike'"

"what did you think when you first saw her and heard her say that?"

"I literally just thought. Fuck. this is... quite possibly going to be my new best friend. It was that immediate when you don't even have to talk to someone you just understand your going to like them that was very much my reaction to her, and we met jack introduced us and I think we stood there talking about motorbikes for about two hours

"Did you know you liked her?"

"I don't think I liked her. I don't think it was love at first sight or anything like that I just really wanted to be around her but in a friend sort of way I don't think either of us felt any sort of romantic feelings at that point or if we did, we didn't notice, it was very much a sort of... I wanna be friends with you I wanna hang out with you, we traded numbers and chatted on and off for a while met up for drinks a few times, even double dated with her and Alex me and my girlfriend, we had been on trips as well all four of us we went to the lake district camping all four of us, that didn't go well." I laughed "But we had met maybe... two years ago at that point and my relationship ended, It was a mutual thing I think we both kinda said look this isn't really working, some of it was we had an age gap and there were times you could feel it, we had drifted apart, know ones fault, one of those things." I shrug "and Jack was away at the time, so I went to y/n's and just had a beer or two, watched some old top gear, just generally shot the shit hanging out it was at this point when my relationship was wrapping up we where splitting off from each other that I did sort of start to see y/n a little bit more, Of course I had seen her but I saw her a bit differently and it was one day, me, Alex, y/n, jack and his girlfriend had gone down to south end for the day and I don't know exactly when but at some point in that day I kinda just glanced over at y/n and sort of said to myself... I think I have a crush on y/n."

"It took you that long? I've just been listening to this story and I'm telling you you've had a crush on her longer then that"

"I am not good at noticing these things. I am bad for it I never pick up on it even when it's me I can't tell" I laughed "But she was still with Alex so I kinda went yeah I have a crush, leave it alone it'll go away" "Did it?"

"No"

"shocker"

"It got progressively worse, but I started to kinda distance myself from her because I didn't want to seem weird or to piss Alex off or anything else which she instantly picked up on, the moment I said I didn't want to go over to her's for pizza and star wars she knew something was kinda up. I lied and said I was getting back on the dating scene which I don't think she believed but it worked. and then this was maybe a few months down the line, she was away she was up visiting her family and she had a motorbike crash ended up basically fucking her leg up and she had only taken her motorbike up to visit her family so she was kinda stuck she didn't want to leave her bike there, she couldn't ride home, she couldn't do much of anything and as it happened her sister was just about to go off on a cruise one of those massive cruises she was going to be gone over a month, and her pets where meant to go to her parents house till she got home but y/n said look I'm stuck up here, lets keep them in there own home she'll go and take care of them she'd house sit and cat sit for her sister, and she'd sleep in the spare room until they got back by then her leg should be better" I explained "Now I.... Was not thrilled about this I wanted her to be back in London mostly so I could go see her because at this point the crush was, more Yeah I really really like you sort of level and more then anything I just wanted to look after her since she was hurt and it took maybe two days of her being there that I called her up and said look you can barely walk I do not like you being in this little bungalow all by yourself if you have a fall or the cat's knocks you over or you slip in the supermarket or something bad happens you're miles from anyone who can help the nearest hospital was an hour away, so I said to her, I will come up there I will sleep on the sofa so long as its fine with your sister, and I will do your shopping, clean up, do the stuff that you can't really do because you can't walk"  I explained "and she agreed her sister said it was fine so... I went up there."

"You took care of her?"

"I did, I did all her shopping I did her food, we sat around a lot on the sofa just chilling with her sisters cats, It was great and I remember sitting there one day, cat on my lap, beer in my hand watching her as she watched lord of the rings and I remember thinking. Fuck. I don't have a crush on y/n. I don't like y/n. I think... I think I love her. and I don't have an excuse for what I then did because I just kinda reached over and I... Held her hand. and I could feel her heart was a fast as mine was. and she broke this very odd quiet even with the battle of helms deep going on, on the tv. and she said Alex had broken up with her the night before she came up to visit her family, which was part of why she got in the accident because she was driving recklessly because she was still so upset,"

"Alex didn't tell you?"

"No. we still didn't really talk much one on one and even when we did he very rarely spoke about him and y/n or even y/n in general I think he knew, by then I did have a crush on her I don't think he was jealous or anything but I think he knew" I said "And I did the usual Ohh I'm so sorry y/n, we had some ice cream, some wine, ordered KFC five minuets before they closed and just kinda got her though it, she took it a lot harder then when me and my girlfriend split because it wasn't mutual for her and Alex, Alex left her for another woman,  and she was as you can imagine quiet broken up about it, they had been together a good four five years by that point and... I think what hurt her even more was that who he then got together with was someone she knew"

"Who was it?"

".... Her best friend. that really broke her because not only has she lost a boyfriend someone she's been with a long long time, but now she can't trust her best friend and really has lost her too because they had been seeing each other while her and Alex were together"

"was she okay?"

"she was after a while, I think me being there helped because she didn't feel quiet so abandoned and alone, but we had a good time anyway. and then once we got back to London, she came over to check out my new house that had just finished being done and she stayed over, and I told her, Look this is really rash, this is probably nuts but I really like you, and as luck would have it she told me that she really liked me to. and we ended up having our first date, we went shopping together we made home made pizza and home made fried chicken together and then sat down and had a cuddle and watched an old doctor who episode."

"what was your sort of mind set on that date?"

"I didn't really think about much it was just really fun it was like having a best friend but you hold hands and maybe you get  a little kiss every now and again But I remember looking at her on the sofa as we cuddled under the blanket and I just said to myself. I really fucking love you. But I can't tell you that because I don't want to scare you" I laughed "And from then on we just went on dates whenever we could and about four maybe five months into us dating I said to jack look I don't want to wait anymore, Never in my life had a felt an urgency or anything like that to get married have kids and such but I said to him I feel like when I'm with her, if I don't ask her, I'll lose her forever, and if I do I'll never ever feel this way with someone else again, he said I was nuts. he said slow down. he said you guys don't even live together you haven't even been dating a year it's puppy love, it's the honeymoon phase it's literally just your in a new relationship with someone you really like it's just your getting overwhelmed."

"what did you do?"

"I went home and I had a date with y/n that night and I said to her as we where cooking, what would you say If I told you that I loved you. and she had heard this from me before this wasn't news to her, and she said ohh well I'd say I love you back of course, and I then asked her, What would you say if I told you I wanted to have a baby... With you?"

"Ohhhhhhh"

"and she said, I don't know. But it's something to talk about" I laughed and I left it a while a little worried like that Ohh shit why did I say that I've just freaked her out and then she turned to me and said well if so then I want two girls and a boy, which made me laugh a little and I said yeah I'm okay wit that, and I just literally stood over the sink at her flat washing potatoes, I asked her What if I asked you to marry me?"

"and what did she say?"

"And she stopped a moment and she just smiled and said, I'd say yes. and I kinda freaked out and asked her if she meant it and she asked if I was actually asking and I just went fuck it I didn't plan this out this way but fuck it yes I'm asking you, for real actual will you marry me. and she said yes."

"what did jack have to say?"

"He wasn't happy. He called me a few very unsavoury names but, were happily married now and I do not ever see that changing. and she is now... Pregnant, she's never happy we just found out last week it's twins, twin girls, very happy, very health"

"did you cry?"

"I wasn't actually able to go. Yeah I had a work thing. But she came back and showed me the picture and yes I cried, Like a baby. I didn't even know it was twins, I had a theory just because the bump was so big, and she already knew from earlier scans and she had... dropped a hint a couple of times that it might have been twins but only when the ultrasound came though I got to see my little girls and that was amazing, it is also now up on the wall of our house the nursery is... almost done I uhhh I need to build some stuff. and I'm scared too because it's come from Ikea. but its the cribs so, it has to be done, it's not like the high chair which I can leave for another two months, Odly enough I built that first becuase... it came first and I was just in a baby mood."

"A Baby mood?"

"Yeah when you get really excited and stuff so you do stuff like the nursey and filming the stomach kick and all this sort of stuff. Y/n has not been up to much though, she's mad at me at the moment though"

"Ohh no why?"

"Because I won't let her eat stuff she's not suppose to on her pregnant diet. and she is... lets go with not happy with me" I laugh "Before I came in today I had to put all the stuff she can't have in one cupboard in our kitchen, and..." I laughed showing the key from my pocket "If I don't she'll eat twinkies, chocolate, fridge raiders, uhh there's jaffa cake rolls in there, basically anything you think I don't think a pregnant woman shouldn't be eating that. it's in there"

"My last question Thomas? are you happy?

"Yes. I am happier now I think then I have been.... for a very long time."

[c-atm]

At the end of the Finale when Steven and Connie kiss it seems like that wasn’t their first time with mouth to mouth contact, what do you think their first kiss was like or how it played out?

First kiss prompt? Ok (Personally I like to think the first kiss happened between Bismuth casual and Together forever)

"It's beautiful tonight."

Steven could only nod in agreement. Him and Connie was laying down on the hood of the dondai, stargazing. They were out of Beach city, parked near a cliff overlooking the tourist town. Steven let use a relaxed sigh, this moment was perfect. No troubles, no gem trying to kill him, no runaway cacti, no social awkwardness.

Just Connie and him. It's been so long since it was just the two of them hanging out like this, sure she had her fifteen minutes breaks now, but she didn't before and this wasn't just that. She decided to take the whole evening off college prep, just to spend more time with him.

It made him feel special, wanted, important. It made him feel accepted and he didn't know how much he needed to feel that until now.

He took a look at her and couldn't stop the reddening of his cheeks or the pounding of his heart. She was just so beautiful in her teal polo blouse, light blue jean shorts, white socks and red sneakers.

He was stunned at her visage. With the moon acting as her personal spotlight, she seemed almost unearthly, unreal. Her face was a relaxed glossy smile with a lazy gaze in her eyes, her left leg bent while her right laid straight, her left hand was laid across her stomach as her right interlocked with his.

"You've been staring for a bit now."

Connie's teasing statement caught him off gaurd , as she laid on her side to face him. A gentle light in her eyes. He felt a bit exposed under her sight but he turned to meet her anyway.

"You..You noticed, huh?"

"You're not that good at stealth..." She tussled his hair a bit befor he playfully grasped it, causing her to chuckle. He grinned as she tenderly squeezed his hands.

"So wanna tell me what's been going through you mind? You were watching as if I could disappear at any moment."

She felt his hand tighten a bit at her joke, planting a seed of curiosity. She massaged the back of his hands with her thumb in comfort. "Everything's been ok?"

Steven nodded in response. "Yeah, just. Thinking, nothing big...Sorry, if I weirded you out."

"Not the first time you stared at me." she chuckled. "Besides I like your gaze, I missed it."

He watched her face take a maroon color as she glanced down just for a second.

'I missed you, Biscuit."

It came out a shy whisper but it strucked like a bat to the skull. Steven gulped as he looked at those eyes, found himself drowning in them.

I missed you too, Berry...I didn't realize how much until the roller rink."

"Same." Connie let out a small chuckle. "Things been busy for us both, huh?"

"Yeah, you with college prep."

"You with little Homeschool."

"I.." Steven started but paused ."I..I left little homeschool a month or so ago."

"Really?"

"Yeah. I've tried to do other things, like gardening, but it didn't pan out well..and Now." He grimaced, feeling a bit embarrassed. What was he busy with? What was he doing? Why couldn't he reconnect with his Berry sooner?He didn't have an answer.

"Now, I don't know what to do." He sighed shamefully.

"Well, that's ok. You got time to figure it out." She stroke his cheek, smiling at him. " Besides ,you deserve a break."

"That's kind of funny coming from you. Aren't you prepping for early college admission?"

"Yet here I am. Stargazing with my Steven."

Steven allowed himself a little chuckle at her proud smile. "True enough, Berry."

She giggled along with him as she gently squeezed his hands. They soon fell into peaceful smiles.

"You know, I don't have everything figured out either."

Steven arched an eyebrow at the admittance. "..What? Really?!"

"Yeah, really." She chuckled. " It seem I did?"

Steven nodded. "Kind of.. I mean, you know you want to go to college, and what you want to study."

"But I have no idea where I want to study and I'm not exactly sure on my major and minor either." Connie responded with a smirk. "And even if I do decide on all this. That can all change. "

He smirked, feeling a swell of adoration in his heart towards the girl. "You're so fearless about the future, Connie."

Connie couldn't help the red on her cheeks, he spoke with so much pride in his voice.

"I wished I felt the same way." His somberly sighed. "I've been on a losing streak of sorts lately. Feeling unable to help people, unneeded by people or even unable to socialize with others; you saw me at the rink. I couldn't even talk to your friends correctly until, after we fused. That, plus my previous failed attempts at something new..Makes me feel uncertain about my future..and truthfully bit like a failure."

Connie took a deep breath as took in what Steven said, closing her eyes as she did. "I get it." She opened her eyes with a determined yet gentle look. "I'm quite acquainted with the feeling of inadequacy."

Steven arched an eyebrow in disbelief.

"What with that look, Steven?" Connie smirked.

"Just didn't think you felt that way. Definitely, nowadays."

"Well of course I do, sometimes. It's normal."

"It's normal to feel lost, without a direction in life?"

"Yes. it is." She gave him a chuckle as she returned to ruffling his hair. "Especially for teens our age. Though teens our age haven't been through or accomplished what you have."

"I can say the same for you." Steven hummed at her touch basking in the affection. "You're affectionate tonight, Berry."

"Look like you needed it." Connie paused for a moment. "Is it too much?"

Steven shook his head. "No, not at all. I..Thanks Nini." His voice trembled a bit as he spoke.

"Oh Steven." She moved closer wrapping him in a hold. She place his head at heart while still playing with his hair. She grinned lovingly at the boy as he wrapped his arms around her, nuzzling close into her.

" You sure, this is ok?"

"I held you first." Connie giggled at the question. "Silly boy... Always."

"Always?" Steven looked up at her expectantly "Promise?"

Connie was surprised at the seriousness of his question, it shook her heart, but.. It was a nice shake. She smiled before giving him a kiss on his crown.. "I promise..."

he placed his head back against her shirt, she could feel slight tears and a smile on his face. "I'm sorry." His voice was muffled against her but she heard him clearly. " This was supposed to be a nice night, and here I am ruining it."

"You're not ruining anything." Connie reassured. "And it is a nice night. I'm with you. That's really all I wanted. Time with you."

Steven felt his face burned at how strong her voice was. "Connie."

"I'm so proud of you, Steven." Connie breathed deeply before she continued. "And happy to have you in my life...I'm sorry I haven't been reachable..Especially, since you've been having a hard time."

Steven shook his head. "You don't have to apologize, you've been busy getting ready for college...Planning your future."

"But you're part of that future... "

Steven looked at her a small hopeful smile growing as he watched her cheeks grow red. "I'm part of your future?"

"I always thought so..." She released her hold over him and slid down to Stevens level to be eye to eye with him. Knees brushed, hands caressed, eyes locked, and foreheads met.

"I want you to be part of my future and I hope to be part of yours too."

Steven was stunned at the blushing but determined girl before he started to to laugh. Connie was about to speak up, when Steven beat her to it. " I love you."

After a few moments, Connie stunned face exploded into a smile. Her heart was ablazed as she held his hands. "I love you too...for a long time,now."

Steven smiled but looked down feeling embarrassed. He was surprised to feel Connie holding his cheek. He turned his attention to her and was surprised at what he saw.

Connie eyes was close and her mouth was slighty parted and puckered.

Steven licked his lips gently before taking the invitation and pressed his lips to hers.

They both felt the electric current run through them. The surge of love in their hearts and the embers of bliss in their belly. They broke the kiss with a small 'chu', and opened their eyes..looking at each other with clearer sight than before..

"I've always loved you."

The two jam buds looked at each other with similar stunned expressions before bursting into giggles and chuckles, before sharing another deeper kiss. They released a few minuets later, red face, lips heated, tongue worked and fully enamored with and devoted to each other. Connie snuggled close to Steven resting her head on his heart, holding him close, and leaned her leg on his thigh, while Steven stroked her hair gently Staring at her peaceful face as she looked at the night sky.

The night was silent except for the sounds of cricket and their own breathing.

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[lovely-haechan]

Locking your phone, you turn to look at Renjun who is sitting next to you on the couch. “You think I have time for a quick nap?” He raises an eyebrow in confusion. “I mean, you can, but Jaemin is going to be here in like 10 minuets. You could just sleep in the car on the way to his parents’ house, though,” he suggests. “Yeah I guess,” you sigh out. You pulled an all nighter last night to do all the work you wouldn’t have time to do while you’re out with your friends this weekend, and it’s really starting to hit you now. You almost don’t open your eyes with your next blink. “Are you excited for our mini vacation?” Renjun asks, noticing that you’re about to pass out. “Yeah. I’m not really excited that there might be a lot of people at the party, but I’m glad we get to spend a few days with just us. I feel like we don’t spend enough time as a whole group anymore,” you say, shifting to sit upright so you aren’t tempted to dose off again. “Yeah I get that,” he responds. “We should try to do this again when we’re not stressing about organizing a party. Just all of us hanging out.” “Ooh that reminds me, my roommate is going home next weekend, you guys should come over for a movie night next weekend,” you say. “Oh yeah, that would be fun,” he smiles at you. A knock at the door draws you two out of your conversation and Renjun goes to answer it. “Hey Jaemin, come in,” you hear your friend say. “Hey Jaemsie,” you say, standing up as the two enter the living room. “Hey Y/n,” he smiles at you. “You guys ready to go? I figured you might need help carrying decorations downstairs.” “Yeah we’re ready. We only have three boxes of decorations, nothing two crazy,” Renjun tells him, then he turns to you. “Do you want to grab a pillow or something while we bring these down? I don’t want you to be uncomfortable if you end up falling asleep in the car.” “Yeah okay, thanks guys,” you say as you walk to your room. Once you make it out to Jaemin’s car with your backpack and pillow in tow, you notice Renjun sitting in the backseat. “Bubs, I’ll sit back here,” you tell him while opening the backdoor, “I’m about to pass out anyways and I don’t want to leave Jaemsie up there by himself.” “Oh, yeah okay that makes sense,” he says while unbuckling his seatbelt and making his way to the front. And with that, you begin your two hour journey to Jaemin’s house, and your two hour nap in Jaemin’s backseat. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ When you woke up from your nap, it was already 6:30. You look up to see that the car is parked in front of Jaemin’s house and Renjun is sitting in the front seat scrolling on his phone. “Did we just get here?” You ask through a yawn, unbuckling the seatbelt and stretching out your arms. Renjun jumps slightly at the sound of your voice, facing you as he turns off his phone. “No, we got here about an hour ago.” “Why didn’t you wake me up then?” You pouted, feeling guilty that they let you sleep in the car that long after your arrival when they could’ve woke you up. “Well since you were still asleep when we got here, we figured that if we start bringing stuff into the house then you might wake up from all the noise. When you didn’t, we sat with you for a bit before Jeno and Jisung got here, then Jaemin had to go let them in and stuff so I decided to stay and wait until you woke up.” “Oh okay, let’s head in then.” The two of you join your friends in the living room where they were having a heated discussion about what to have for dinner. “Look I get you’re a local and everything, but literally when has Domino’s ever done us wrong?” A huffy Jeno directs to Jaemin. Jisung is sitting in a recliner between the two boys, and he looks at you with pleading eyes. It’s safe to assume they had been discussing for a while. “And I’m telling you that the Domino’s here is shit. We’d be better off having Mark make us something.” “Well first of all you should never compare something as delicious as Domino’s to Mark trying to cook. Second of all-“ “Hey look, it’s Y/n and Renjun,” you cut off Jeno’s rebuttal before you have to listen to anymore of their culinary analysis. They turn to look at you and Renjun, clearly caught off guard by your entrance. “Hey,” Jaemin beams at you, “did you sleep well?” “Yeah,” you say as you sit next to him on the couch and Renjun sits next to Jeno across from the two of you. The two of them and Jisung delve into a discussion about the plans for the long weekend. “I know you guys meant well but you should’ve woke me up. I could’ve helped bring stuff in or something.” “Nah, you were tired and needed to sleep, so it wasn’t a problem,” he reassures you with a pat on your knee. “Plus Renjun and I don’t really hang out one-on-one that much, so it was nice to visit with him for a bit.” “Well that’s good, I’m glad. Although it’s shame to see that the two of you were not the least bit distraught at my absence.” Jaemin laughs lightly at that. “Oh don’t worry, you were all we were talking about.” It was your turn to laugh. “So, bedhead, we just decided to say fuck Jaemin and order Domino’s, you cool with that?” Jeno asks. “Yeah I’m cool with whatever- wait what?” You pull out your phone and look into the reflection to see that, in fact, your hair had gotten tousled on the ride over and no one informed you of it until just now. Rolling your eyes, you send a glare to Jeno. “What ever happened to ‘hey Y/n, your hair is kinda messy, let me fix that for you,’?” “Hey Y/n, your hair is kinda messy, let me fix that for you,” Jaemin says as he reaches over to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear. You stare up at him as he does this, admiring the gentle touch of his hand as it grazes over your forehead just the slightest bit and follows the way down all the way to the bottom of your ear. His gaze falls to yours as his hand finds purchase on your shoulder. The moment doesn’t last long, though, before you’re moving away and looking to your other friends who are watching the scene unfold. “Um, oh yeah, I’m good with whatever,” you direct to Jeno while you stand up. “I’m going to go get changed real quick, where did you guys put my bag?” “It’s in Jaemin’s room. It’s the second door to the right once you go upstairs,” Renjun answers. You shoot him a quick ‘thanks’ before walking toward the stairs.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

By the time the five of you had finished the gross pizza- although none of you mentioned that to Jaemin- and had settled in for a movie, you were starting to feel much more tired than you did before and were ready to go to sleep. You look to where Jaemin had been sitting next to you on the couch and he seemed to be extremely invested in the movie. You felt bad for interrupting him. “Hey, Jaemsie?” He flinches slightly at the broken silence. “Yeah, what’s up?” “Oh, I’m just ready for bed, where were we sleeping tonight?” “Oh yeah, you and Renjun are going to sleep in my room and me, Jeno, and Jisung are going to sleep in my parents’ room.” You frown at this. “Why don’t you just sleep in your room? I feel bad for stealing it.” He chuckles briefly at your pout. “I don’t mind. We figured since you and Renjun have had sleepovers and stuff before it wouldn’t be a problem for you guys to share a bed, and my parents’ room is big enough for three people so it’ll be fine. Plus it would be kinda weird for them to sleep in my parents’ bed without me.” “Less weird than me and Renjun sleeping in your bed?” You question him, only half understanding his logic. “Look Y/n, if you’re trying to get me into bed with you, you can just ask.” He adds a shit-eating grin at the end. “What if I was? Was it working?” He choked on his saliva at this, obviously not expecting you to joke back, but he recovered quickly. “Ah,’ he sighed out, “I don’t think our friends would enjoy us hooking up while they’re down the hall in my parents’ room. Sound really carries in this house, if you didn’t know.” “Ah, you raise a valid point. What a shame, maybe next time,” you pat his thigh lightly as you get up, bidding the others a ‘goodnight’ as you make your way upstairs for the second time that night, this time not missing the way the TV volume lowers ever so slightly and the way your friends exchange whispers.

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Out of State 


Chapter 8- Bedhead 


Chapter 7 ~ Masterlist ~ Chapter 9


Taglist: @elysianana @stopitvpls @ridinhyuck @taeyongsupremecy @nitsunie @hecapiecna


A/N: It’ s the fact that this was 1.5k words for me. Also, not @ this sitting in my drafts since yesterday bc I thought I clicked post😭✋🤧 Also also sorry @ tallest if you get a notif for this twice, the format wigged out and I had to reformat this and add all the tags back😔✋

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[jawabear]

Worthy (”Catfish” x Reader)

A/N: Hi! This was another request. I feel like it took me too long to write thins, and even still its not my best work. I struggled a little bit in writing this but I finally finished it. So, I hope you like it Anon and I hope it is what you had in mind. Hope you enjoy. Sorry for any mistakes.

Genre: Angst, fluff

Warnings: fem!reader, Frankie is sad, he wants love, I love you, Santiago being weird, Pedro Pascal comes with his own warning

Summary: Frankie loves someone, someone who loves him but he denies himself the love of another, but what happens when he can’t? 

Splashing water over his face, he placed his razor down onto the side of his sink. He ran his hands over his face a few times, trying to encourage the cool water to sink into his skin, to make him feel a little more refreshed. He then lifted his head and looked into to the mirror, both hands taking hold of the sink.

Frankie hated what he saw looking back at him. Even though he had cleaned up the scruff along his jaw, it didn’t hide the fact of who he believed himself to be. A murderer. Even though he was a soldier and killing kind of came along with that title, he still killed those people, innocent or not, they were dead. He wondered if everyone felt this way after leaving the army. If everyone grew to hate themselves or if it was just him being pathetic.

It had been almost two years since he had pulled out from active duty, and just a few months since he had got his pilots license revoked for a fucking drug bust. He wasn’t angry with himself, he was disappointed. Disappointed had he let this happened, that he let himself walk so easily down this dark path he was on, slowly falling in a downward spiral to hell. He had given up on trying to fight it, he was now to just let things play out how they would, it was his fault he was in this mess so why should he try to stop it?

His phone buzzed from beside him which pulled him from his dark thoughts. He looked and saw it was ringing. She was calling him. He saw her name and he saw her contact picture, immediately being taken back to when the picture was taken.

It was Christmas a few years ago. Frankie was hesitant about going to Santiago’s Christmas party, they always ended...strangely. And as time went on, more and more people were invited, big crowds were something Frankie wasn’t good with. But he decided to go anyway, if it came to it, he could leave early, or he could spend his night with her.

All he had done was awkwardly stand in the kitchen, nursing a warming beer while other guests would come in and out grabbing drinks or food. One of the guys would come in and talk to him but ultimately, they had better things to do. He was ready to cal it a night when she appeared in the kitchen.

She gave him a gentle smiled and came and stood beside him “why are you in here alone Frankie?” She asked him as she poured herself a drink.

“Everyone else seems busy” he said quietly with a shrug.

“I’m not busy” she said, she took the bar stool beside him.

The two just sat there for nearly the entire night just laughing and talking with each other. And he was falling more and more in love with her.

At some point, for some reason, he lifted his head to look above him and sighed, but his face was blazing with heat “Has that been there the entire time?” He said, pointing to the mistletoe hanging above them. She just laughed at it.

“Santiago is a weirdo” she giggled, “but,” she leaned forwards and pressed a quick kiss to his cheek. If his face was bright red before, it defiantly was now. “I like to follow tradition”

And of course Santiago, the weirdo, was watching the whole thing and capture the moment she kissed him on his phone, sending him the picture with the caption “you’re in deep dude”

He lifted his phone to his ear “Hello?” He said.

“Hey Frankie, you free for drinks?” Her voice sounded just as sweet on the phone.

“Uh, Yeah. I’ll meet you at the bar in...” he checked his watch “ten minuets?”

“Perfect,” he could hear her smiling “I’ll see you then Frankie” the line then went dead and he pulled the phone away from his ear, his heart skipping beats in the thought of seeing her again.

Frankie placed his phone back down and grabbed a towel to wipe his face clean of the water. He took one last look at himself in the mirror before leaving the bathroom to put some clothes on before heading down to the bar.

It was a quiet little place. He and the guys used to go there almost every night in their college days. Some of their most life changing moments had happened in that bar. It was where they all met to tell each other they were going to join the army, where they all shared their last drink before going into active duty, where Tom had met his ex wife Molly, and more importantly for Frankie, where they had first met (Y/N).

He walked into the bar and he could here the quiet chatter of people and the hum of distant music. It didn’t take him long to find her, she was sat in the usual spot. Anyone who came to this bar was a regular, so everyone seemed to have their designated seats. He noticed that she had already got a drink for herself and him. He slipped into the chair opposite her and pulled her attention from her phone. She immediately gave him a bright smile and placed her phone face down.

“Hey” she said to him.

“Hi, thanks for the drink” he said as he lifted it to his lips, letting the cool liquid slide down his throat.

“You’re welcome” she nodded.

“You okay?” He asked when he set his drink back down onto the table.

“Yeah” she nodded “I’m good, just thought I’d drag you out for a couple drinks. You’ve been quiet recently. Are you okay?”

No. He should’ve just told her. He should’ve told her how it was.

“Yeah..I’m-I’m okay”

“Frankie” she said “come on, tell me”

“I think I’m just tired is all, haven’t been sleeping to well recently”

She nodded, believing his lie for now. Of course she knew he was lying. She was good at reading people and Frankie was an open book. He may have believed he was hiding his feelings from the others, but he couldn’t pull the sheet over her eyes. She knew him. And she knew he wasn’t okay. But she knew better then to ask him about it, the last time he did ask him to talk to her, he lost it completely. It was like he was back on the field again, he wasn’t himself. He was angry, he was frustrated. He wasn’t the sweet, kind, caring man she knew and it scared her.

But she didn’t let that sway her feelings for him. She still liked him, loved him. She knew he was damaged, they all were, all veterans were. But that made her love him more, he understood the value of life more because he had seen the world at its worst. His fear of loosing the ones closest to him meant he was always ready to protect them, he would keep her safe, keep her close to ensure she was okay. And she would keep him safe. She always had. She would be there if he needed to forget. She was there helping him get clean even if he didn’t release it. She was no,ding his hand every step of the way to his redemption.

As they continued to talk, he became more chipper, making her laugh and laughing himself. This was the Frankie she knew best. She was happy seeing him smile. Making jokes about Santiago and telling embarrassing stories of the guys for their time in the army. And of course, just being with her was enough to make him happy.

The bar tender, Shannon, strode over to their table and place an ice cold beer in front of Frankie. “Here you go” she gave him a sweet smile.

“I didn’t-“ he was about to argue that he hadn’t asked for another.

“It’s on the house Frankie” she said sweetly, she winked at him and sauntered off back behind the bar, purposely swaying her hips in a teasing manner, clearly trying to rile him up, but thankfully, it didn’t work.

(Y/N) took an angry sip of her drink, he was still looking at Shannon when she did this so her anger didn’t come across to him. She hated how that girl was always trying to get in his pants. Always. Giving him looks from the bar, leaning further down when putting his drink on the table, giving him a good look at her chest. (Y/N) hated that she went after Frankie. Why not Benny? Or Santiago? Or Will? Why Frankie, why her Frankie?

Frankie cleared his throat and took a sip of his fresh drink. “You know,” (Y/N) began, hiding her anger “it’s pretty clear that she likes you” her voice strained. She felt sick saying those words. If he was really oblivious to Shannon’s flirting, he was defiantly oblivious to hers. (Y/N) wasn’t good with feelings so her flirting was a lot more subtle then Shannon’s so there was no way he would notice.

“She does?” He asked her. Idiot.

(Y/N) let out a stiff laugh and rolled her eyes “Yeah!” She said “you seriously haven’t noticed? All her flirting? The giving you free drinks? getting close to you? The “subtle” touches to your arm?”

“I...I don’t tend to take much notice of girls I’m not interested in...”

Her heart clenched in her chest. He didn’t take notice of girls he’s not interested in? Then he clearly wasn’t interested in (Y/N). He hadn’t picked up on her flirting, he hadn’t picked up on her feelings for him, he hadn’t taken much notice of it all. He wasn’t interested in her. She felt defeated.

“Then you should tell her that” she said “because, quite frankly, her attempts at getting you to like her, are kind of upsetting” She felt a little bit happy that he didn’t like Shannon but she was hurt that he didn’t like her.

After they had finished up at the bar, he offered to drive her home. She didn’t live too far from the bar so she usually just walked there, but he wasn’t going to let her walk him when one) it was dark and two) he could give her a lift.

She accepted his offer and the drive back to hers was unusually quiet. He could sense something was now off about her but he didn’t know what, and he wasn’t good and comforting people. He was used to being the one being comforted, you would think that all the times she had been there for him, he would’ve picked up a thing or two but evidently not. So they both say awkwardly silent in his car, thankfully the journey was short.

They pulled up to her house and she opened the door but stopped. “Do you want to come in?” She asked, slight hope in her voice.

“Sure” he nodded, he stopped his car engine and they both slipped out of his car making their way towards her small home, he made sure to lock his car.

They entered her house and he followed her into the kitchen. She went straight to the sink and poured her self a glass of water quickly chugging it down and putting the glass in the sink.

“Are you okay?” He finally asked her as he fiddled nervously with his fingers. She turned to face him and stepped towards him, “you...you seemed to change after Shannon gave me a drink...it’s-it’s not like you...”

She just looked at him. He became more nervous. Perhaps he shouldn’t have said anything. He felt like he only made it worse now. Maybe he should’ve just left her alone, he shouldn’t have agreed to come inside her house. But he would feel guilty if he could’ve been there for her when she needed him and he wasn’t.

She grabbed hold of his shirt, his body stiffened at this. But his eyes went wide when she pulled him against her, smashing her lips to his.

Her lips were so warm against his. What he always dreamed they would be. He wanted, desperately, to sink into the kiss. To submit to his heart and kiss her back with all the love he had for her, but his mind wouldn’t allow him to. He knew if he submitted to his feelings then he would be pulling her down his dark path with him. He couldn’t do that do her, he could destroy her spirit because he was destroying himself.

“(Y/N)” he muttered against her lips as he raised his hands to her shoulders trying to push her away but she gripped hold of his shirt tighter, pressing herself further against him “(Y/N), (Y/N) stop” he said, forcefully pushing her off him. “Stop” He said again “we...we can’t do this”

“Why?” She whimpered, a sudden sadness washing over her face “Why Frankie? Is it because you’re not interested in me?”

He froze for a minute, just getting lost in her. Getting lost in her eyes. In the memory of her lips. Thinking over what had just happened. Confused as to what she was doing, what she meant.

“Frankie...I like you. I really like you. I love you. And I want you. I want to be with you. You’re so amazing...you’re so sweet and kind-“

“I’m not” he quickly cut her off “I’m not...don’t...don’t say that”

“But it’s true” she argued

“No it isn’t” he said a little louder then he intended too “You don’t deserve me (Y/N). You deserve someone better. Someone who can make you happy. Not me. I’m...I’m a fucking mess”

“You’re not Frankie, you-“

“Open your eyes (Y/N)!” He yelled at her making her stumble backwards “I’m a fucking mess! I can’t look at myself with out wanting to smash every mirror on earth! I can’t sleep at night because all I see is the people I’ve killed! All I do is drink away my problems hoping one day it will all be over! And I got my fucking pilots licence taken away because of a fucking drug bust! Because I was so fucking done with everything I turned to that shit to make me happy! I fucking love you (Y/N)! But I’m not letting myself have you. I’m bad for you. I’ll drag you down with me. I’m not going to do that. I can’t ruin you because I’m so fucked up. You deserve someone better. Someone who is like you. Someone who can take care of you. You’re better off without me”

She watched as a few tears slipped from his eyes. She wished he had expressed this to her sooner. She wished he had let down his walls sooner so she could see how he was really hurting. Why he was hurting. If he did, perhaps she would’ve told him about her feelings sooner. So that way she could’ve been there to comfort him at night, or to hold him in the day, to kiss him ever minute and to love him every second.

She took a step towards him and lifted his head so his eyes once again met hers. “No one is perfect Frankie” she told him gently “but you are about as close as anyone can be. You’ve messed up in your life but you know you have. You know how badly you have. And even though you blame yourself relentlessly for it, you’ve learnt from it. You may not think it but you’re trying to get better. You’re clean now from drugs. You’re getting better. And I don’t care what you’ve done, I know what you’ve done. I was there. You’ve never been alone, I’ve been beside you the whole time. And I’m not going to leave you. And I don’t want to be without you. No one can care for me like you can. No one knows the value of love and affection like you. No one knows how to make me feel happy like you do. You are the one I want. I don’t want anyone else...I want to love you forever”

His forehead fell against hers and he rose his hands to press against her cheeks “I love you Frankie...I don’t care if you don’t want me to. I do love you. I’ll scream it from the rooftops if I have to. I’ll do whatever it takes for you to believe me, for you to accept it. Because I’m not going to let you carry on like this thinking you’re alone when you’re not”

“(Y/N)...” he whispered slowly, “love me..” he begged softly “please...love me forever. Hold me forever. Kiss me forever. But don’t let me destroy you..”

“You won’t Frankie” she shook her head to him “you won’t”

16/05/20

#francisco morales #francisco catfish morales #fracisco catfish morales x reader #francisco catfish morales fanfic #triple frontier #fluff #angst #pedro pascal #fanfic

[oh-sweet-mama]

Leaving my side Pt.2 (Ben solo at the end)

T.W:Sex, talk of death, slight angst

TROS spoilers 

3rd person

Awaking with a soft sound of an alarm ringing through the room, y/n stretched, only to be pulled into a warm embrace.

"Don't leave." Kylo mumbled against her neck.

"I have to go on your scouting mission." She retorted.

"Mhmm 5 more minuets. That girl can wait." Kylo mumbled back.

Y/n reached out and set the timer for 5 minutes. Sighing in content Kylo rests his head on her chest. Listening to her breathing and soft thud of her heartbeat.

Y/n played with Kylo's soft raven hair. It was fluffy in the morning and silky. Kylo's nimble fingers lazily danced along the smooth skin of y/n lower stomach.

The alarm went off in a blink of an eye.

"Don't go." Kylo mumbled. "I have the day off!"

"Well- you wanted me out there finding your girl." Y/n stated.

"Wha- you're my girl." Kylo mumbled sleepily.

"Sure Ren, I'll be back shortly, enjoy your day off." Y/n kissed Kylo's forehead before walking into the bathroom and starting her shower.

Her stomach twisted. There was something wrong.

Listen here child-

Y/n's heart beat quickened.

Your boy will die at the end of this day- so will that girl- and it will be your fault.

She shook the voice out of her ears. Quickly getting dressed and rushed to the door. Before exiting the shared room y/n looked over at Kylo. Fearing this is the last time she will see him.

She knows this is true deep down, but she decided to not accept the fact. She boarded the tie fighters and set out following the coordinates.

Kylo awoke feeling nauseous. He got up and got ready for the day.

Walking up the bridge of his command ship he announced his brief speech.

"I'm going on a mission, tell me at once when Y/n gets back with the girl at once." Kylo's voices modulator boomed.

Boarding his tie fighter Kylo set out for a planet, hoping to find a way finder he'd been looking for far to long.

——— (skip to the battle of exogol)

Kylo's heart races he never heard from his command ship weather or not y/n got back. Fighting off the knights of Ren. Rey appears.

Nodding in reassurance, Rey passed Luke's lightsaber to him. A new fire burned in Ben. Eradicating Kylo. He sprints to the throne room.

A force brings him to his knees. His life force being ripped out of him. Evil cackles fill the room as palpatine rises.

Ben motionless on the cold stone. His breathing was shallow.

Rise Kylo you've got this I love you.

Y/n's voice rings in his ear. Getting up onto his feet he swings his saber only to be flung back.

——

A orange x wing swings in knowing an exactly where to hit the star destroyers.

Her gut churred. Kylo? Ben?

She reached her mind out.

Rise Kylo you've got this I love you.

She sensed Rey.

"Shit!" Y/n slammed her fist down on her dash board. "Fuck!"

Her heart was shattering. Knowing Kylo had found the girl. She punched her X-wing in to advanced war mode. Taking out yet another star destroyer alone.

The rest of the X-wing fleet watched in awe as the rouge plane took down star destroyers.

"Some one radio that X- Wing!" Poe demanded.

Y/n opened her radio to all channels.

"Listen. Resistance. First order. Rebels. I don't give a fuck. I will take every singe one of these star destroyers down. One. By. One." ———-

Ben cradled Rey. She lay motionless.

Ben slowly passed his dwindling life force to her.

"Ben?" Rey whispered.

"Yea- yea it's me."

Rey cupped Ben's cheek and leaned into to gently kiss him.

"Shit shit shit-" y/n muttered. Time seemed to slow. Her X- Wing was out of fuel. She had to land. Y/n felt the connect between Ben and Rey complete "Goodbye Ben."

She took the landing to hot.

Ben felt the gaping hole in his chest. Tears poured.

"No!"

"Ben? Ben what's wrong?" Rey asked.

"Nothing- nothing- I've got to get you home." Ben felt lightheaded, before letting go he falls back as the world fades out. Rey catching his head.

Ben- my son- rise. Your fight is not over yet.

The noise is the cave was silent. Rey watched in anticipation.

Ben took a breath. Opening his eyes. His face was colorless. Rey stood Bens' arm over her shoulder. Most of his weight on her. Limping back to Reys X-wing Ben settles Rey on his lap, taking off glancing over for one last look at the dying planet before jumping into hyper space.

Rolling onto her back, y/n watched as the last X-wing jumped into hyperspace.

"Ben?" Y/n whispered. She felt his pull slowly fade away. She couldn't feel her legs. Where are my legs? Limbs felt like they were cemented to the rough planet.

"Hey! Kid!" A figure loomed over her. "Y/n! Kid! What happened?"

"Perit? My- my X-wing..." the world was getting darker, and the surrounding world started to fade.

"Shit- kid! Let's go." perit gently picked the frail girl up and set her down on a cot back on the ship. "Damn kid we need to stop the bleeding on this leg."

———

"Alright master Ben, here are your personal quarters, meal time is anonymous and you may join when you wish." The small aid instructed.

"Thank you." Ben said softly.

"No problem master Ben, have a wonderful evening." The aid Instructed.

He sat on his bed after he heard the aid leave and her boots recede down the hall. That's when he let it all go.

Sobs bounced off of the walls. Bens entire being trembled with pain.

"Y/n... please-" Ben sobbed. He curled up into his pillow, on top of the covers and let the tears flow. "You- can't leave me here alone." —— Ben spent days in his quarters alone. Often crying silently. Only wandering the halls late at night to find small packaged snacks.

"Shit- ow-" y/n grumbled rubbing the back of her head. "Wha- where am I?"

"You're back at the resistance base kid- ya' did it kid- that wars' over." Perit congratulates.

"You got me back here?"

"Yea- I uh saw your X- wing go down- so I went down to scoop you up- I'm sorry about the X- Wing kid- I got your droid out fine though. An your-"

"Shit my leg!" Y/n panicked.

"You're fine kid I made you a prosthetic. Just try to wear shorts or baggy clothing I'll make you a better one promise." Perit soothed.

"Yea- we can rebuild the X-wing too, I've had my eyes on an old one from the first war for a while." Y/n chewed her lip. "Want to go back to base? I need to speak to a few people, how long was I out?"

"About a good 4 weeks, I feed you and got an Iv in but that's about it. I'll stick around here and fix up your leg some more."

"I- wow. Thank you Perit." Y/n slowly rose to her feet, regaining her bearings. She slowly waded out of the ship, often stopping and leaning on a nearby tree. Y/n had rightened her posture, slowly making it through a small crowd of people.

Ben followed Poe, Rey, and Finn. Quietly observing. Feeling lingering stares. His mother had left them a small 'scavenger hunt' to help them meet some of the important places and people around the base.

"The girl you're looking for stays at a ship outside the boundaries of the base. I haven't seen or hear of her since the battle of exogol." Demi explained.

"Shit- fuck!" Y/n stumbled around her leg getting caught on random items on the ground. "Hey! Lore!"

"Oh my stars you're ok!" Another blonde girl embraced her.

"Oh- there she is- her is name is y/n," Ben's stomach dropped. Y/n? "you should follow her back to her ship- she doesn't look to good. Make sure Perits' around."

"Thank you Demi." Poe thanked. "Damn Leia really has us following a drunk girl back to a ship."

Ben noticed her leg. It seemed to be a piece of hollow metal with very basic joints, connected to the base of her knee.

After collecting supplies, y/n had better bearings. Now walking straight and seeing clearly. However her force connection was still off, unable to sense the party of people following.

"I'm back Perit-"

"Hey uh- y/n-" Poe reaches out.

"Yea? Fuck! I don't have anything for you!" Y/n turned around to be faced with Poe's confused one. Her features dropped. "Sorry for my tone Admiral. I- I thought someone else was following me."

Y/n bowed at the waist.

She turned around, but tripped on a spare part. Dropping all of the supplies she had bundled under her jacket.

"S-sorry- I'll go get the letter." She stumbled away. Picking up loose supplies.

Ben watched in awe as his nimble lover walked away, she seemed to be raised from the dead.

She dug through a small basket of journals. Drawings falling out occasionally. Y/n retrieved the lose artwork.

Beep boop trill?

"Yes the letter I'm looking for the letter from Admiral Leia." Y/n explained to her droid.

The droid opened the panel on the belly then a formally wrapped letter popped out.

"Here sorry for the delay." Y/n apologized "I'm Y/n y/m/n Kenobi, I assisted Admiral Leia, I am not at your service, however I was formally asked to assist master Ben."

Ben's heart skipped beats when his named rolled off of her tongue like honey.

"You! You're the one that is messing with me and Bens' bond!" Rey stormed up to y/n.

"What do you mean?"

"Don't act stupid! You know!"

"Rey sit!" Ben demands.

"I didn't do anything. 3 years ago, admiral Leia sent me on a spy mission straight into the lions den. The first order. I knew she wanted me to bring her son back, but that was never an order. When I first came into contact with Kylo Ren I felt a pull to him. The force wanted me and Ben together. Not Ben and Rey. However I would never get Ben back to The light if I told him this. The force bonds began to connect us. I sensed Reys power of a palpatine." Y/n paused, rubbing her palms together.

Poe, and Finn leaned into Y/n intrigued in her story.

Y/n continued, "I forced a connection between Rey and Ben. To get Ben back. I sacrificed my life for this. I wasn't even supposed to make it off of exogol. Leia knew that Rey was just a scavenger with a complicated past. I was once a scavenger too, on planet of Tatoonie. I'm sorry. I was think about the fate of the galaxy. Not feelings. If I wouldn't have eradicated Kylo Ren, the entire galaxy would be gone."

It was silent. Quiet. Even the droids were holding their breath.

"Oh Y/n" Ben rose to his feet walking over to her. And wrapping his arms around her, "I- I thought I lost you. I felt you go down- I felt the X- wing go down. I felt the bond too, but I didn't know if it was just me falling for you. Which I did anyways."

Light airy chuckles escaped Ben.

"Ben. Ben not here. We must get you back to base. Quickly before the creatures roam their native land." Y/n quickly taking Bens hand and a flashlight. Her prosthetic was uneven from the other real leg. Causing her to have a limp.

——

After wishing goodnight to Poe and Finn. Ben felt Rey's lingering stare. She had fallen for him. But Ben is confused and hurt. He needed someone he could trust.

Y/n had controlled the information passed between the force bond.

Ben punched in his code gently pulling Y/n into his quarters.

"I- I thought I lost you." Ben repeated.

"I know, I know." Y/n soothed. Ben sobbed softly before gently pulling Y/n into his lap. Gently caressing the cool metal of her prothetic, it reminded him of when she used to kiss his mask.

"Be careful of my leg I don't want to hurt you."

"You'll never hurt me."

Flipping positions, Ben gently kissed down her neck.

"I better mark you up." Ben growled lowly.

Pulling her shirt off over y/n's head he kissed a faint line of hickeys down her chest. Before unclasping her bra.

Ben attached his mouth to her right nipple while applying pressure to the other one.

"Shit Ben-"

He traveled down.

"Only shorts huh?"

"Oh shut up- I can't wear pants till I get a better prosthetic."

"Mhmm trying to temp me?"

"Hmm no."

Ripping her shorts and panties off in one slide, Ben crawled back up to kiss her lips hungrily. Y/n wrapped her arms gently around his neck pulling him deeper into their kiss.

Though he kissed down her jaw leaving light hickeys.

"I've missed you." He moans lightly against her collar bone.

"So have I Ben-"

Ben makes dark hickeys down her sternum and along the valley of her breasts. As he makes his way to her heat, gentle love bite shook pleasure through Y/n.

"Shit- Ben." Y/n moaned. Truth be told Ben loves her moans, even as Kylo. He's never heard something so sweet and innocent even when he was sinning between her thighs.

Ben continued down her stomach and onto her thighs. Passing her throbbing core.

"Ben please-" Y/n hated to beg, but she needed. The burning desire and passion she's held back so long was finally freed. She was Bens' and Ben was hers'.

Ben finally landed a simple kiss to her clit. Before launching his attack of love. Licking a long stripe up her core she clutches the sheets. Every whimper goes straight to Ben's cock.

His pants getting tighter by the second. Teasing her entrance with his finger he sucks harshly at her clit. Earning her Moans and whimpers of pleasure to bounce off the walls.

Y/n's nimble fingers rake through Ben's hair lightly tugging.

"Ben- please." She lightly tugged him up to her face. The tip of his nose and lips slick with arousal .

"Always so good for me baby girl." The praise goes straight to y/n's awaiting core.

"Please- fuck me Ben."

"As you wish." He slips his pants off followed by his shirt tossing them somewhere in the room. Ben laces his fingers into hers, before slowly pushing into her.

"F-fuck. Shit- princess- always taking this cock so good." Ben moans. The praises wet y/n further.

"Ben!" Y/n moans, feeling complete with his hips flush against hers. "Please go-" Y/n whimpers.

Ben starts a slow maddening rhythm before starting to pound into her. Releasing his grip on her hands, on hand flies to her to the other resting on the head board.

Stars dance in y/n's vision. Before she knew it her high was within reach.

"Ben I'm close." She moans.

"I know princess go ahead I'm almost there." Ben bucks his hips into hers before coating her walls with his seed. Gently pulling out her fishes a new pair of boxers out of his drawer and one of his tunics. Followed by a damp cloth to clean the arousal off of both of them.

After getting cleaned up. Ben hands y/n his tunic, relishing how small she appears in them. He pulls the Boxers up his strong legs, the. Retrieved a fresh warm blanket to wrap themselves in.

Slipped into the bed with the drowsy Y/n.

"Cuddles?"

"Of course princess."

Ben cradled her in his arms the blanket snuggled close to them. Ben felt- happy? His heart was warm, just like her. He was truly happy and in love, for the first time.

#ben solo redemption #ben solo angst #kylo to ben #ahhh the feels #ben solo smut

[coleress]

“Nobody wrote enough angst Antigravityshipping so I did it myself”

Anyways long post!! Sorry in advance idk how to put spoilers in tumblr mobile aaaaa

It was hard to even begin with these two, really. A unovan scientist with bad ethics, and a mob boss who’s morals were even worse. They had, at one point though, made a great pair - the region seemed to be theirs, while a team of unimportant grunts did all of their bidding. Like paradise, really. Not that it was able to last.

Within the past few months, the couple had been... Troubled, to say the least. Colress, the more social, morally “pure” of the two, stood at the door of Ghetsis’s dormitory, waiting patiently.

Despite their relationship, they didn’t share a room. As a matter of fact, Ghetsis purposely had Colress sleep on the opposite side of their ship, to not disturb him in any way. Colress, on the other hand, was annoyed by this. The times at which he woke Ghetsis up in the morning weren’t too harsh, in his opinion, anyways. And being on the other side of the ship all the time meant Colress had to consistently go out of his way to speak to Ghetsis, which was counterproductive to their relationship. This was also just his opinion.

But, lately, Colress’s opinions hardly mattered in anything. They all seemed frivolous, especially when Team Plasma was facing a threat. Yes, this threat was... A child.

Colress found it absolutely ridiculous. A ten year old and their friends, allegedly preparing to topple the entire organization? It was impossible. He may admit that the strength of said ten year old is incredible, but he refused to believe that it could cause the end of team plasma.

Ghetsis, though, was of a different opinion.

He always talked big. Gave big speeches, made people bend to his will. So when he tried to assure his team that this was no threat, he did a good job. But afterwards, he had to tell Colress how he really felt. Two years ago, his team was destroyed by a ten year old Pokémon training prodigy... And now suddenly, another one out of nowhere...

Ghetsis wanted the child dead. He wanted that child dead so badly he would loose sleep over it for days and days on end, thinking of how and when he could do it, how he could hide it from his partner.

Colress was the only thing in the way. And it really did strain the relationship.

“Look, you know how I feel about N,” he had said.

“I can’t let you do this to... To another child! He’s Just a young boy. There’s no need for planning such things!”

Ghetsis had to agree somewhat - he understood where Colress was coming from. The man had always loved kids a lot more than Ghetsis ever could. As Ghetsis lay in bed, half awake, he pondered the idea himself. Maybe, if Colress went onto some sort of vacation, and the child mysteriously disappeared...

“My lord?”

Colress stood outside of Ghetsis’s door, knocking lightly.

“You should be up by now,” the scientist continued. Ghetsis growled, turning to face his alarm clock.

Three hours late to getting up today. It had been a pattern recently.

“Colress... Ugh.” The man grumbled, forcing himself up and making his way to his door. Once he opened it, Colress couldn’t help but give a look of sympathy.

“My lord... You look rather-“

“Don’t say a word,” Ghetsis hissed. He was still in his pajamas, hair messy and face long. His lover shook his head.

“I won’t, but... At least let me fix your hair,” Colress remarked, trying to lighten the mood. Ghetsis grumbled, changing into his usual attire. The scientist stepped into the room, closing the door behind him. He then cleared his throat, getting ready to say what he had been waiting to.

“It’s been days that you’ve been like this, Ghetsis. If it’s over that, that child-“ Ghetsis turned to the scientist.

“So what if it is? Years, fifteen years working on this organization, and... And some brat comes to ruin everything! First, with N, and now...”

Colress set a hand on Ghetsis’s shoulder.

“What happened with N was nothing of anybodys fault. He’s grown, you couldn’t control him forever,” he assured softly.

“It’s just a child. That’s all. Children like to- they like to play video games, maybe read and watch shows and such... What happened last time was a freak incident. It’s not going to happen again,” Colress assured him. Ghetsis wasn’t so sure.

The man remained silent, trying to pretend that Colress had convinced him entirely. Yes, for sure, no freak ten year old is going to rise back up and destroy his life’s work. That had to be true. It just.. It had to.

Ghetsis, after putting on his robes and cloak, was finally fully dressed for the day. Both Colress and Ghetsis seemed to wear the same outfits all of the time... Although it was brought up once by the scientist when he was tipsy, he dropped it after Ghetsis angrily told him to. It must not have been that important anyways, Colress had decided.

“Well... Your hair, then.” Colress said that in a low murmur, as if he didn’t need Ghetsis to hear him in the first place. It’s not like he needed him to anyways. The hair routine was a daily thing, and Ghetsis had grown more than used to it over the past year.

“What’s your plan, if we do succeed?” Ghetsis rarely asked any questions about Colress, but he seemed rather bothered lately. Colress let it slide without any snide remarks.

“To stay with you, of course. Continue research here. Maybe even... Get a dorm closer to you,” the scientist chuckled. Ghetsis didn’t even try to force a smile in return, but Colress was too focused on doing Ghetsis’s hair anyways to really care.

“You wouldn’t mind that too much, would you?” Colress looked up briefly, to see his lovers expression. Ghetsis looked as he usually did - Cold.

“I wouldn’t mind at all,” he replied. He forced a rather thin smile for Colress, and it was reciprocated.

“I’m glad,” the scientist remarked.

Colress then continued to brush and style the hair in silence, as Ghetsis sat still. Although, they usually talked much more. They would talk about plans, food, maybe even the movie that Colress wanted to drag Ghetsis along to. But lately the air was just too heavy for such light conversation.

After a few more silent and agonizing minuets, Colress pulled his hands away from Ghetsis’s hair, which was now entirely styled.

“All done,” he said gently.

“I’ll go and... and get a headstart, so that the grunts don’t spot us together.” Ghetsis nodded.

“Alright then, get on with it.”

Colress frowned a bit, but opened up the door to leave.

“Goodbye, My lord.”

#colress #pokemon #ghetsis #team plasma #fanfic

[writingkeepsmewhole]

What Would You Fight For?

This is part 5 to Feel Like Talking. Sorry I haven’t updated in forever I’m gonna try be good okay? I hope y'all like it at least let me know what you think please and thank you. 

Leach wakes up at Negan’s them talking about the stuff the really matters. 

AU Negan x OC Leah

Warnings: Negan’s potty mouth and I think that’s it

Let me know if you wanna be tagged.

Part 1  Part 4

I woke up the next morning the sound of pans clanging an the smell of bacon filling my nose.

I sat up remembering that I fell asleep on Negan yesterday.

"Good morning." he calls from the kitchen.

I look at him feeling completely awake.

"Morning." I say moving to tuck my legs under me.

"You sleep well?" he says getting a mug out of the cabinet over the coffee pot.

"Yeah better than I have in a while."

"Good. You still like coffee right?"

"Of course." I say smiling watching him move around cooking.

He was dressed in sweats. Them sitting low on his frame letting me see the V in his hips. He was shirtless showing me the tattoos littered over his body.

I couldn't help but think of the first time he made me breakfast. It the morning after the first night we spent together.

It's been a month since my kiss with Negan. Everything was different but not at the same time. He acted like nothing happened expect not being alone with me.

I tired to talk to him at my pappy's farm at school even in town but he greeted me as if nothing changed then would leave.

I felt like I was going crazy. I was used to the boys at school but Negan was another ball game.

Fall was coming in fast and it was our schools last football game was tonight and I new Negan would be there. Even more so he wouldn't leave given the fact he was the coach.

I went with Tommy him being on the team I was expected to sit in the front row which I happily did.

I sat through the whole game trying to catch Negan's eye.

I wasn't desperate but I needed answers. How do you just kiss someone and act like it didn't. But every time he looked at me he would quickly look away.

It wasn't until my sister elbowed me and pointed out that he kept looking at me did I realize that he kept doing it.

He was trying to catch my eye as well.

At half time when he slipped into the school I quickly followed him telling my sister I had to use the bathroom.

I didn't think anything of it as I went to Negan's office next to the gym.

Knocking I planned on waiting here for him but when the door opens I feel my hands start to sweat seeing him standing there.

"I thought you would follow me." he says smoothly.

"You did?"

"Yeah I mean you were drilling a damn hole in my head out there."

“Sorry I want to talk to you.”

“Well it’s gonna have to wait till after the game. Think you can wait that long?”

I bite my lip wanted to say no but I give a kert nod and spin on my heel to start walking down the hall.

I sit threw the rest of the game nerves with what I’m going to say to Negan. When our team gets the last touchdown winning the game I easily slip thru the crowd.

I plan on walking back to Negan’s office but Tommy stops me.

“Hey where are you going?” He asks smiling at me.

“I-.”

“There is gonna be an after party at Jake's you are coming right.” He says not giving me a chance to respond.

“I don’t think I’m the party type.”

“Come one we won’t stay that long.” He says slipping his hand into mine and pulling me with him towards his friends.

“Jake I can’t.”

“You got somewhere better to be?” Jake says just reaching the group of teens.

“I needed to talk to Negan.”

“Negan since when are you on a first name basis with coach?” Jake asks smirking.

He was a jerk because he felt like he needed to be.

“He works for my family from time to time.” I say shrugging trying not to get worked up.

“Maybe she has the hots for him.” Sherel says giggling.

I clenched my fist my stomach flipping with nerves since I did in fact have the hots for him but they didn’t need to know that.

“Like I said I’m not a party person.” I say pulling my hand from Tommy’s and taking a step back.

“You came here with me how are you gonna get home?” He asks clenching his jaw clearly not happy about me leaving.

“I’ll walk.” I say taking a few more steps backward then turning to walk off the field.

I headed towards the parking lot happy shoats and laughs dancing in the air but I didn’t feel that way. I was cold and stressed out. Sherel's comment only adding to the pile.

I guess it wasn’t normal to like someone twice your age even more so if he was your teacher. It’s not like Negan liked me back. But then again why did he kiss me.

I jump when a car horn toots next to me while I walk down the sidewalk. I easily recognize Negan’s truck so I don’t stop to think before I climb in.

I let out a huff when I get in looking over to see him looking at me.

“What?” I ask feeling like I’m about to get lecurad.

“I knew you didn’t care about what others thought but standing up two people in one night is a little cold.” He says driving once again.

“What are you talking about?”

“You come here with Tommy and don’t go to the after party then on top of that you ask to speak with me but don’t show up. It wasn’t until Tommy comes to my office asking for fucking advice did I even know you left.”

“Sorry I was gonna come but I got side tracked and what did Tommy want?”

“You dumped him in front of his friend what the hell do you think he fucking wanted?”

“I didn’t dump him we were never together. I don’t even like him.”

“Then why come to the game?”

“Why do you think?”

“Oh not to see little old me?” He asks smirking.

“I needed to talk to you yes.” I say blushing looking out the window as we roll down the street.

“What about?”

“Guess.”

“Because I kissed you?”

“Yes because you kissed me!” I say turning to look at him.

“You act like nothing happened.”

“Nothing did. We kissed doll.”

Sighing I feel a lump in my throat but try not to think about it. Not wanting to admit Negan had that much of an affect on me.

“I’m sorry Leah, but I’m old enough to be your daddy.”

“So? I’m eighteen you know. Not that it matters you most likely see me as a child.”

“I wouldn’t say that.” He says pulling into an ally way.

“What are you doing?” I ask looking at him.

“Your fathers radio station is just a block from here. I figured I could walk you too it.”

“Oh…”

“You don’t want me to?”

“I just wish we could talk like we used to.” I say shrugging and grabbing the handle.

I don’t get to open it Negan’s hand grabbing my other wrist.

“Then lets fucking talk.”

He cuts the car off and turns to look at me making my cheeks heat up.

“What cat got your tongue?”

“No, I didn’t make it this far in my planing.”

Chuckling he rubs his face.

“You had a plan?”

“Yes.”

“What was it?”

“To talk to you.”

“About the kiss?”

“Yes.”

“Because you want to do it again?”

I blush my palms getting sweaty I nod seeing no point in lying about it.

“Come on let's go inside.” He says pulling the keys from the ignition.

“Inside?”

He smiles and points at the steps on the side of the brick building.

“That’s my place you are welcome to come in or I can take you to your dad.”

“Lets go inside.”

“Cat got your fucking tongue?” Negan says pulling me from my thoughts.

“Sorry what?” I ask watching him walk to me holding two plates.

“I asked if you liked the coffee.”

Lifting it to my mouth I take a sip and nod.

“You remembered.”

“Well half coffee half hot chocolates kinda hard to forget.” He says smiling and handing me a plate of bacon, eggs and toast.

“I guess so.”

“So what were you thinking about?”

“You. Us? Memories, ya know.”

“Come now doll share with the group.”

Smiling I take bites of my toast.

“You remember after the game when you gave me a ride but I ended up staying here for the first time?”

“Yeah, we fucking talked all night.”

“Did you expect more?”

“I wouldn’t say more. I didn’t expect sex but the way you were I was surprised you didn’t try for more.”

Shaking my head I smile.

“I just wanted to be around you. I know that seems mushy but I was so confused by you back then I wanted to understand you.”

“There ain't much to fucking understand. I’m not that interesting.”

“Yeah right. What did your time away make you less cocky?”

Chuckling he makes his dimples show him reaching over to take my bacon which I didn’t mind.

“I wouldn’t say that but we both know I would be lying.”

Smilin I nod my head.

“At least your honest.”

“Gotta have something going for me.”

“True.”  

Our conversation was interrupted by my phone ringing.

It took me a moment to find it buried in the couch but when I did I saw it was my sister calling.

“Where are you?” She asks before I even get a greeting out.

“Relax i’m fine.”

“Fine? Your not fine you didn’t come home last night you never do that.”

“Wow way to make me sound boring.”

“You know what I mean tell me what happened.”

Rolling my eyes I hold my finger up to Negan asking for a minuet and getting off the couch.

I barely think about my feet heading to the steps leading up to the roof.

“I’m at Negan’s.” I say once I stepped out on the flat rooftop.

“At Negan’s? I thought you were not talking to him?”

“I never said that.”

“Well it was implied. What are you doing there wait did you sleep there last night?”

Smiling at the excitement in her voice just from her thinking something happened.

“Yes and before you ask no I didn’t sleep with him.”

“Fine don’t tell me.”

“I’m telling the truth.”

“Sure, anyways not the point. Everyone is looking for you but if you are fine I guess I can tell everyone-.”

“Don’t tell them where I am.” I say interrupting her.

Leaning on the wall I overlook the view and town below.

“Why?”

“Because I don’t need them to know.”

“Are you and Negan secretly together?”

“No.” I say swearing I had the same conversation with her years ago.

“Then why can’t I tell?”

“Because I need to figure out what I’m doing okay?”

“Your no fun but fine. Call me when you are on your way home.”

“Yes mom.”

“Haha bye.”

“Love ya.” I say hanging up and dropping my head down.

“Bad news?” Negan asks from behind me.

I look over my shoulder at him, him leaning on the door frame.

“Nah, just my sister being her crazy self.”

“Well at least she hasn’t changed.”

“What’s that mean?”

Pushing himself off the wall he walks over to me only to lean next to me.

“We both fucking changed.”

“Everyone changes.”

“Do that? Everyone seems pretty much the same to me expect you.” He says looking at me his hazel eyes meeting mine.

I shrug and look away from his gaze.

“We both know it’s fucking true darling.”

“You left. Everyone moved on and I still feel like I’m in the same spot.” I say not seeing the point in hiding it.

“Everyday is the same and the drives me crazy but everytime I think about something new I freeze up. I like my bubble.”

“Damn that don’t sound like the Leah I know at fucking all.”

“Because it’s not… Half the time I don’t know who I am. Mom blames it on the lost of the baby and that’s part of it but I think the other part is you. I was so wrapped up in myself that I didn’t realize you were gone until you left. I hate myself for that.”

“You can’t blame yourself for that doll.”

“Why?” I ask looking up at him.

“I pushed you away. I don’t even know why anyone. I think now it was because I loved you and didn’t want to lose you even though that is pretty messed up.”

“A lot of heartache is because of me.”

“That’s bullshit.” He says shocking me my head snapping to look at him.

“The only person that has ever truly cared about me has been you. I used to hate when you would bitch at me over something till I realized you did it for my own damn good. You may be the only good thing I've done with my life.”

“Really? Losing your job over me was a good thing?”

“Fuck yeah! I got closer to my dad because of it. Saw my mom more, saw you more. It made me see the important things in life. Not whatever the hell people think it is.”

“So you got it all figured out huh?”

“Nah any prick says that has their own head shoved up their own ass I just know what I’ll fight for.”

“I wish I did.”

“Have you bother to fucking ask?”

“Ask what?”

“What would you fight for? If you could only keep one thing, your car, the shop, friends, money, family, what would it be?”

“You.” I say supiring us both my the answer.

“Damn didn’t fucking expect that.”

“Why not?”

“Like you said I left.”

“You always come back.”

“Well I miss ya.” He says winking.

Smiling I nod.

“I missed you too.”

We let the silence fall around us until I decided I should leave. We both had our own lives to get to but it felt different maybe because I knew what I wanted to fight for..

#negan fluff #negan fanfic #negan fic #negan fanfiction #negan imagine #negan x y/n #negan x you #negan x reader #negan x oc #negan #twd imagine #twd negan #twd fanfic #twd fanfiction #twd #the walking dead fic #the walking dead fanfic #the walking dead fanfiction #The Walking Dead #au negan #feel like talking #what would you fight for

[shadowedtalks]

Demons keep what they are given. part 10

HI! I hope you have enjoyed thus far but sadly this is where this one ends for now but don't worry to much! ill update when I have more just be warned it may not be as much as the parts normally are! enjoy 10! oh! its a little more out their but I promise its nothing to risky raunchy. so sorry in advance but it is necessary for future advancements an... lets say occurrences? Problems? but that's all so enjoy!)))

Lord Oakwood re sheathed his sword once he was certain that Cardinals presence was no longer felt near by an the guards had cleared the room, looking at her an it made since now. 

The princess was affectionately starved because she was giving it to her guard that seemed very much like a bird in a cage. it seemed she tired to give her freedom at the expense of her own. it made him all the more curious about her and her guard, namely because Cardinal was a female, that reeked like a male an was easily on par with him, in this undesirable location of a fight, yet despite her looks smelled human as well. 

he was curious to the story of that guard an just how the princess came into contact with such a person. For now he would focus on confirming a few things with the princess starting by getting her alone so she would speak freely, that itself would be difficult but he had an idea, yet again not the best idea but an idea none the less. 

"It makes since now the way you act and seeing your guard." he said stepping forward placing a hand on her shoulder looking down at her. 

"I know. Cardinal is absolutely wonderful and such a sad story before she came to work under me. I do all i can to make things better. And cardinal knows this, loves me for it. Its why she is my personal guard yet why i will protect her." 

Marcona gave a soft giggle her words flowing honest before she could think of the proper story she is supposed to tell when it comes to questions about her guard. silence fallowed for a few minuets then he spoke again deciding to start with his idea, curiosity eating at him now. 

"Fallow me princess." he said softly and lead the way out of the room without looking to see if she would fallow an sure enough and she fallowed. Down corridors, around corners, down a set of stairs, and down one last hallway, he finally came to a stop. before them a set of doors rested. Things had to go just right or this idea would be for not. he pushed them open revealing a fairly humid room. 

"This is my private spring. Its a good place to clean up as well as relax." he said letting her walk into the room before fallowing himself an closing the doors. 

"In this room no one else is here. Its a place to relax an be honest among others..." he spoke low an let the doors latch, then turned to her as she looked back to him. Concern very obvious in her eyes an expression, 

"So princess I want you to join me an I want the full truth of your home life, and your guard." he said continuing to block the doorway so she couldn't make a break for it. Surprisingly enough she didn't seem to fight back for this moment as he expected of her, she just gave a deep sigh. 

"Alright...." she was giving in. He nodded an moved away from the doors towards a small shelf not to far away, certain that she wouldn't run since she had given in to his request. It wasn't until he began to undress that she freaked seeming to understand what he meant fully now. From watching him move away from the door to now turning her back to him with a panicked squeak he had to let out a low chuckle. 

Humans could be rather body shy as he remembered, An sure enough she kept her gaze averted from him while he undressed an moved towards the water sinking into the spring before looking to her. This will be the annoying yet difficult part. Getting her to join the bath 

"Well come on now, I said join me not stand at the edge of the room." he had come to realize that she had been inching closer an closer to the wall farthest from the spring, annoying indeed. 

"I can't bath with you!" an appropriate response for such a lady like this, but he couldn't give her this one, for the idea to work he needed her in the water with him. 

"Princess this is how this works. You want to be called my equal then we must. I am the alpha of this land. No one will think less of you for sharing a bath with the alpha, its an honor to do so. An as I said before we are the only ones here no one else will know what happens or is spoken of in this room." he was very firm in tone. Watching her frantically shake her head no as she still refused to make eye contact with him. He was tired of trying to convince her of every little thing. he needed to be pushy in this he couldn't let her run, Before something from a previous conversation they shared stuck a cord with him an he smirked. 

"You see, I am remembering that you were very excited to learn about me an my people. This is the first step, to being able to do so. It will welcome you to the pack. I am sure you have noticed that the staff, while respectful, is distant. They don't know what to do with you. You are the princess yes, but to them that title means nothing you are a girl that is not a packmate there for they don't know how to respond to you." That seemed to have the desired effect with her an she relaxed just slightly, finally dragging her gaze back to his eyes an toward the spring. 

"Really!? Doing this will let me learn an know more?" Bingo the princess had a desire to know about them, easy to manipulate or convince her with. She shifted slightly seeming to grab ahold of herself and stop her excitement as it washed away the awkwardness she felt of having to share a bath with him. 

"Well..... if its not weird to do so, no one but me will know... an I can learn more about you an your people.... then I guess, I could join you." she muttered more to herself then him seeming to drift off into thought an shifting around in her place and beginning to disrobe. While it was true that none would know the contents of the conversation they would share, all of his people would know she had bathed with him as she will emerge from here with his light sent lingering on her skin, his staff will know she is in formally recognized as pack it will take a lot more before he even considers formally marking her as pack.

It took her a lot longer then him to do so, she seemed to be trying to keep her nerves down to a minimum, eventually she finished an walked towards the spring, still having a hard time meeting his eyes as he had no problem watching her. Her body was a lot smaller an thinner then he assumed it would be, but was blemish free and very well managed an cared for despite her being human. 

He helped her step down into the spring so she didn't slip or hurt herself by joining him in the water. The heat an smell of the water took immediate hold of her and she let out a deep breath relaxing back into the spring more as she found a place to sit. She took a moment before looking to him seeming fine now.

 "What of my home life do you want to know?" Check mate. Everything is in place now, it had its light hold on her, she brought up the topic he addressed earlier an he knew he would get the truth not whatever scripted lie they made her to tell. 

"Everything." He answered, she gave a soft nod and got situated as he took a seat next to her. 

"My home life isn't like a typical royals as I have learned later in life. I very rarely see my parents. My mother is very sick often and my father can't stand to look at me because of this fact. The educate and training I was put threw was much more harsh then it should be. My father knew I was a spirited child, And wanted that part of me broken down and eventually beaten out of existence... 

Some teachers went so far and were bent on actually beating me till it was perfect in their ideal mold for me and just as cold. Everything about me was formed crafted and rehearsed to make me seem cold cool perfect and submissive to any and all male requests. I was to be the perfect 'yes Sir' lady not a princess to eventual queen. All events I put on were to be flawless, everything was where it was supposed to be, everyone had what they wanted or needed and enjoyed, yet their was always something wrong. in basic, I was involved. A few years ago I met Cardinal. The poor girl had rules much more harsher then my own yet was held to the same standard. 

Meeting her an for the first time I just couldn't be the perfect mold of a 'yes sir' lady, I fought tooth and nail to get her away from the one she was guarding to become my personal guard. An I was successful. But that was also the first time my father took to punish me himself... The dinner I ate with him before coming here was the first dinner I ate with him since I was just a little over 11 summers. He often told staff that he would be in for dinner an to inform them to have me wait for him, but ultimately he kept me waiting in the dinning hall many long hours. 

I had been so grilled and formed to not eat till the host, very often my father, took their first bite of dinner or supper, I would sit there for hours waiting till the chef an staff either came to clean up or word would finally be passed to me that he was not coming." she explained just watching the water move. 

"I have so many standards and many rules that being here is awkward. Being told by a lord, that what I do is to much, even for a race prided on perfection an control of action an emotion is shocking. I hate being called pampered because their is no way I am pampered I have seen other princes and princess. They are pampered, im no better then some stupid puppet for everyone to toy with... But as you saw there is one who I care for deeply. 

Cardinal is them... She has helped me really keep my mind over things that have happened because they too have happened to her if not on a worse level. We have a equal relationship. We protect each other. She can do so much easer then I but I do try. I gave her a space to relax to become herself for once. To have freedom an no rules." she took a moment to breath deeply as she kept hold of her slightly shaking voice. 

"One look at cardinal an I know that I am not a waist of space. I am someone's everything, because I got protective an didn't let them smother me when that feeling gave rise in me. because of that moment I have over heard by many of the staff say, when I do become a mother that I will be great at it.... Im not so sure but I know I won't let harm come to any child of mine." she sighed. 

"Even though I keep being told I will be married off to some man for whatever reason. I hope to love them before we are tied together forever. So I won't feel disgusted with myself for having to lay with them and have a child by them." she eventually gave a shallow sigh her emotions of telling her story seeming to leave with that breath an she gave way to another leaning over on his shoulder, actually letting her body seek out affection this time rather then suppress it. 

An he could feel her desire for comfort pour off of her small frame as she began to fully lean into him. The effects of the bath completely gripping the princess now, an he knew they wouldn't have to stay much longer.

"Its such a little girls dream to get married to a man she loves and help start their family." she lifted her hand moving the water in front of her as she watched it move an ripple. 

"Its a dream I don't mind having, given everything else. even if some days I feel like a fool because of it.”

#demons keep #part 10 #storytime

[dolanspacemendes]

39 or 74 with Gray would be perf x

A/n: okay so the first one was kind of hard to write for me. That’s why it’s garbage and the second one I feel like it’s really cheesy. Lol thanks for sending some in! This was fun for me❤️and sorry it took so long! Gosh. Really sorry but I hope you enjoy!! Lmk what you think. 39: “I wish that we could stay like this forever” You just had one of the best days of your life, knowing that it would lead to the worst. You were laying on a rooftop of a huge building in LA. Grayson’s arms were wrapped around you keeping you warm. You were so close, sharing his jacket as a pillow. You looked over at him. He was staring at the stars. You just had to recap in your head what happened that day. You woke up to him making breakfast. Pancakes. They were perfect. And the two of you just spent the day running around the town. Having fun. Going from store to store causing trouble. You got pizza for lunch then spent a while at the movies. Jumping from room to room being obnoxious in the theatre. It was fun. Your cheeks got tired from laughing every 2 minuets. Grayson stopped and got you a rose from a bush outside of a market after lunch. It was beautiful. You still had it next to you on the rooftop. It was the little things that you enjoyed the most. A cool breeze came over you two making his grasp tighter around you. His hair was floppy and his eyes were tired. He looked at you and pecked your lips. Then you remembered that tomorrow was the day you were leaving. You got a job offer in New York that would keep you busy. When you were offered the job you didn’t know Grayson. It was 5 months ago. You met him right after that and you definitely would’ve declined the offer if you had known. But you didn’t. There was no telling when you’d see each other again with how busy and far you’d be. “I love you,” Grayson whispered with a slight crack in his voice. You smiled but it quickly faded. “I love you too,” you said back. He quickly responded,” I wish that we could stay like this forever,” he let out a breath and looked at the sky again. “I know,” you said after a minute of silence. He kissed you again but with much more passion. And the two of you laid there for a while more before getting up and going home to get some rest. 74: “Of course I remembered!” You woke up early like you always do before anyone else is awake. In the House was you, Grayson and Ethan. You hadn’t moved in that long ago. Only a few months. Today was your birthday and you hadn’t talked about it with anyone and no one has mentioned it. You got up and to the kitchen to pour a bowl of cereal like every morning. Soon enough Grayson came out and Ethan did too. Then the day went on like normal. Just like any other day. It was a Sunday. You didn’t have work and wanted to just chill really. So that’s what you did. The whole morning you just sat around. You did some laundry, but other then that you just watched movies and took it slow. Grayson would join in every now and then to see what you were watching and if you needed anything. You usually didn’t and would just keep watching. For lunch you went and got sandwiches for you and the boys. You decided to walk and take your time. They were going to take longer to make them you thought but you didn’t mind. You just decided to walk around town a little and be back in half an hour. Eventually you got home and after a while it was dinner time. You talked to the boys about what they wanted to do. “Why don’t we just order a pizza,” Ethan said. “Yes. Let’s do that. Grayson?”, you said. “Sure. I’ll call now,” Grayson said standing up to grab his phone off the table. You heard him ordering as you scrolled through Instagram,”yeah. Okay. And we’ll come pick it up,” you looked at him and mouthed that we should just have them deliver but he shook his head. “Okay. Thanks. Bye,” he hung up,” alright thirty minutes.” He said. “Grayson? Why didn’t you just tell them to deliver it?” “I like going out. Come on. It’ll be fun,” he said with a smirk as he put on a hoodie. After a few minuets the three of you headed out for the pizza. You picked it up and Grayson started driving somewhere. Not the house. “Gray, you missed the turn,” you said to him. “I know. Will you just wait a second”, he laughed. You were so confused and then remembered it was probably for your birthday. You even forgot about that. You just sat quietly and saw that he pulled up to a park. It was lit up by tons of Christmas lights hanging in the trees. There were benches to sit on and soft music playing in the distance. It was beautiful. You realized you were just standing there taking everything in with Ethan and Grayson waiting for you. “Oh,” you laughed taking Grayson’s hand. You looked back at Ethan and saw he was holding a camera. “Wait. No. Is this a prank?” You asked. “No,” Grayson and Ethan laughed at your comment. The three of you got to a tree and Grayson motioned for you to sit on the bench there. So you did. “I love you,” he pecked your lips. Ethan was still filming. “What are you doing?” You smiled. “Happy birthday y/n!” Grayson said to you as he got down on one knee. “What are you doing?” You said now more seriously and standing up. He pulled a small box from his pocket. “Oh my gosh. Grayson,” You cupped your hands over your mouth. “Will you marry me?” He said as he opened the box to reveal a ring. Your eyes filled with tears and you covered your face with your hands and nodded. You couldn’t even speak. He stood up and came close to you trying to pull your hands off your face to kiss you. “Y/n. Y/n,” he said laughing. You just hugged him. “You remembered?” You said with your face buried in his chest. “What?” He said with you in his arms. You looked up at him with ears in your eyes,” you remembered?” “Baby,”he said smiling,” of course I remembered!”

[bts-is-my-life-as-always]

Jimin scenario to fighting with you and breaking up.

(Credits to gif owners) 

So I really don’t know why but writing for chimchim is soo hard, it’s always chimmy maybe it’s cause he’s such a tiny little puppy. I don’t wanna hurt his ass, but I have to write this so here goes nothing. Anyways enjoy~~~ 

 You always seemed to find a way to twist things, somehow you always made him feel bad, honestly you were never the jealous type before you started to date jimin. He was perfect, even his flaws were loved by many, but you, you compared to him was nothing, so it was inevitable that a situation like this would occur. You were happily having dinner with your boyfriend, you knew how much he still had feelings for his ex, it was the classic love story, a boy falls in love with a girl who only wants him for his fame, and then when she was done, she broke him to millions of pieces and that’s where you picked him back up, you knew the reason he only said yes was because he needed a rebound, with that feeling still in mind, when he broke into a giant smile at the sight of his ex, it made you sick to your stomach.

You had been sitting there for the past 4 hours, listening to them reminisce about their past, and how happy they used to be, you tried so hard to ignore the feeling of hurt, after the 2 hour mark, you didn’t even exist to them, you took your mind off of them and scrolled through your phone, your best friend wanted to see you, he was in korea, you lit up with a smile, “Hey chim, I have to go, my friends in korea, I’ll catch you later” He just sat there and nodded, not sparing you a single glance, while his ex just smirked at you, as if to say ‘he’s still all over me’ 

 You ran as fast as you could toward your best friend, “KIM JOON!” You yelled his name, with a bright smile on your face, you ran up and hugged him, “Hey, y/n I can’t breath, let go dude, I’ve missed you too” 

“Oh sorry, it’s been so long since I’ve last seen you” You walked to a nearby cafe, while he told you about his boyfriend, and how the two of them would be getting married soon. 

“So, hows jimin?” Your friend questioned, reminding you of the past few hours, you frowned for a split second, and then smiled “He’s doing great, I think” your friend raised his eyebrows in question. “What do you mean you think, weren’t you dating him?” You looked down, not knowing what to say or do, a few sheds of tears dropped. “I don’t know honestly, I don’t even feel like his girlfriend anymore, I don’t know what to do” “Shh.. come here” your friend tucked you into a hug, he didn’t know what to do, but all he knew was you had to talk to jimin and sort this out, “Just try talking to him, and if he loves you, he’ll truly care about what you have to say” At that you suddenly stood up, “You know what, your right, we’re dating and I can’t be afraid to speak to him, thanks joon” 

 You beamed him a smile and walked to your shared apartment, you waited and waited, it seemed so long, but at last at 5 in the morning he decided to show up. “Jimin? God your home so late” you looked at him worried, you walked closer to him, the stench of the alcohol was coming through the roof, 

“Jesus, jimin how much did you drink?” He didn’t answer, you followed him to your shared bedroom,

 “Jimin, can we talk?”

 “Not right now, I’m tired” You grabbed his arms, determined to talk to him today, “Jimin,” he shoved you off, 

 “I said not now, what do you not get about not now” You closed your eyes and nodded, maybe after he washes. It took him 30 minuets to wash up and come out, 

 “Jimin, can we talk now?”

 “Gosh, y/n your so naggy today, what do you want?” You looked at him, in disbelief,

 “Is trying to talk to my boyfriend that bad?”

 “Do you want to know what I liked about dating yuna, she was never this needy and naggy, she was never this noisy” You looked at him, now sure that you were just his rebound, no, now you knew for sure that you meant nothing to him, when he said yes, it was just to fill his void and empty yours. 

 “Jimin, I...I just wanted to talk, and now all the questions I had in mind, I’ve found the answers to, I won’t bother you anymore” He still didn’t know what you were talking about until he saw your tear filled eyes, 

 “Oh come on babe, don’t cry, come here” he stood to hug you, you took a step back each time he came close to you, 

 “Don’t touch me, what do I even mean to you? I’m nothing but a rebound, nothing”

“Y/n that’s not what I meant, please I’m sorry” 

“Jimin.... let’s stop, I won’t bother you anymore, and you can go back to the yuna that you love so much” 

“What’s that supposed to mean, you know me and her ended ages ago”

“Well it surely didn’t seem like it, jimin, you can’t keep me trapped when you still have feelings for her, it’s not fair on me” You shoved past him, grabbing your jacket and your car keys and bag, you walked out of the house, you drove for almost an hour, reaching the airport, you quickly texted your best friend.

“Joon..... I’ll see you back in england, I can’t do this anymore. See you soon” “Y/n? What happened” You didn’t respond, you brought a ticket, and waited, anything to get over him, anything would do. It had been almost 2 years since you left jimins life forever, the day he received a call from best friend to say you had told him something really stupid, he was afraid. 

2 years prior~ 

“Hey, this is y/n’s friend joon, I just received a text from y/n saying something about seeing me in england, did something happen between the two of you?” 

“We had a little fight, she said she was gonna take the plane to England right? Do you know which airport?” 

“Well y/n only knows the incheon airport, so she’s probably there” 

“I’ll go find her, don’t worry too much, I’ll make sure she’s okay” 

“Alright tell me how it goes,” Before you got on the plane, it didn’t feel right, your friend probably already told jimin knowing him, so you decided to just leave the ticket and your car, but instead take the bus down to busan, when he arrived at the airport it was more crowded than usual, that’s when he saw the big screen that announced a plane crash, that’s when he could hear all the cries and all the screams from relatives of the people on the plane, he screen read 

 ~all families of passengers that took the 6:30 plane heading towards England, London, there was a sudden storm, that caused the whole plane to crash into the sea, we are sorry to announce that all the names of the passengers on screen, have passed away.~ 

He read it over and over again, grabbed a guard and questioned them, he searched for your name, and it was on there, his heart sank, the last memory of you was how lonely you looked and how he made you cry. 

End of flashback~ 

Of course you saw the news but you didn’t tell anyone, apart from your family, even your best friend still believed you passed away, you heard from your mother that he was married and they were thinking about adopting kids, you stayed hidden, needing time to heal and forget, in that time, you worked on singing, by now in busan you were known for singing, you heard that big hit was recruiting, feeling like you needed to now come forward and tell everyone the truth, you went for the audition, When you got to the venue, hundreds and thousands perhaps millions of girls and guys with the same dream as you stood outside, you were auditioning for a new unisex group of 4 people, there was a very slim to no chance of getting through, but you kept hoping. When it got to your turn, you sang stigma, stigma was your favorite song, it got you through the toughest times, and then danced to the ark the light, you thought dancing to a bts song would be too classic and decided on the second best, (btw I love the arks the light, I’m so sad they disbanded anyways continuing with the story) they seemed a little startled, you knew you were probably one of the only ones that didn’t dance to bts. 

“Do you know how to dance to our top artist bts? “ 

“Yes” you said proudly 

“Then why did you choose this song to dance to?” 

“Because I knew everyone else would dance to bts, and I thought you wanted someone that was more unique, and I like this song a lot” They all nodded their head in approval, you knew even before they called you, that you were getting signed. 

 “Miss Y/L/N you have automatically passed all of our auditions, you will be the first female for our group hope, congratulations” 

“Really!” You exclaimed, 

“thank you so much” 

“You’ll have to be here by 10 am today, and make sure you bring your passport and things” 

“Okay thank you” You showed up infront of the company building, you walked into a room of all the producers and people with a hidden importance. You signed the contract and you would start training with the other members in a weeks time, you would share a whole home with them starting in 4 days. 

 Time skip~ 

You had settled in, and your group members were amazing, they all loved you and you loved them, it was inevitable soon you would run into bts, you were practicing your debut choreography, when your dance instructor came in and said 

“So, your sunbaes, bts will be visiting today, just to say hello and get used to the new family, is that okay?” You all said in unison 

“Yes” except you, you knew that they all knew you, and they all be very upset at you. Sure enough as soon as they walked in they all looked at everyone and then you and almost chocked to death, 

 “Y/n? Is that you? Wtf we thought jimin said you passed away?” Exclaimed Hoseok They all looked at you questioningly, Just then jimin walks in, he looked so bad, like he hadn’t seen daylight in the past 2 years, your heart started to clench around itself, he looked up at you and teared up, he slowly walked towards you 

“Y/n? Are you y/n?” You looked up at him, slightly pushing him off of you, you stepped back towards the rest of your members You nudged them to say their hellos, so you didn’t have to explain to them about what happened, Jimin stares at you, and so did everyone, so you had no choice but to explain.

“Do you have any idea, how much I’ve resented myself, how much I’ve hated myself, for loosing you” You looked down 

“No, I don’t, you didn’t care when I was alive, so I didn’t see why you would when I’m gone” 

“Y/n..... i was drunk” 

“You were drunk and not in love, stop trying to make yourself the victim, we ended things, I didn’t have to tell you anything” 

“Can you guys leave the two of us for a bit, I have personal things to talk about”

“No it’s fine, don’t leave us, we need to practice anyways, sorry jimin, our debut stage is near, I can’t loose anymore time” With that you stood up, with your members right behind you, you started the music and joined with the rest of your group, this choreography had a lot of touching, jimin standing there dumbfounded, wondering when you got so good at dancing, and why you were so close with the guys, he waited for you, he was going to wait his whole life for you, waiting a few hours was nothing 

“Okay let’s take a break” the leader said, You went to grab water, but jimin already had you covered, wiping your sweat away, 

“You dance better than I do” You looked at him, 

“Thank you...... jimin why are you still here? You should go and practice with bts, you guys have a comeback don’t you?” 

He sighed. 

“Did you know, that today would’ve been your 2 year anniversary, this morning i woke up, from a dream, of when you still smiled with me, when you were still there next to me, I hated myself for not going after you that morning, I’ve had countless nightmares, where I relive the moment I saw your name on that screen, and is it that bad of me to want to be by your side when I see you right here, when the past 2 years seemed like hell, but your here now, I’m still not sure if this is a dream or not, I’ve begged to wake from this nightmare for 2 years, am I that bad, for wanting to be with you, just for a bit?” 

“Im not saying your bad, I’m just telling you to go back, to go back to when you didn’t care, I’m not used to this, chim, I mean jimin oppa, please, I’m trying to forget the past, I’m trying to forget you, can’t you just pretend I’m not here” 

His eyebrows scrunched up, you hated when he did that, it created wrinkles and you knew how much he cared about that, and as you travelled down his face, he was crying, you looked at him shocked. 

“Y/n, you don’t need to love me, that’s not what I want, I’m just so happy, that your still alive, please don’t tell me to think that your dead again, I can’t, I won’t, Not this time, I won’t last, I just really missed you, the amount of nights I’d cry into anything that indicated that you were once next to me, I just, can’t we go back to what we were before, how you’d Just cradle me and how you’d whisper random things anything, any random thing, that would make me smile” 

There were now tears in your eyes, remembering the times that he made you so truly happy, the times he’d smile, you thought to yourself 

‘why are we like this? What made us part so much?’ You stepped closer to him, you hugged him, and whispered 

“I’m sorry”. 

Even now, many months later, he still had nightmares, of you not being there, he would wake up, panting, crying, screaming sometimes, and if you weren’t next to him in bed, it was so bad, he would search the house frantically for you, 

 “Jesus, jimin you scared me” you turned around worried. 

 “What’s wrong, did you have that nightmare again?” 

“Please tell me your here, tell me your still here, tell me your not just my imagination” You removed the hair that was sticking onto his forehead, you caressed his cheeks, and moved your thumb side to side to clear his cheeks of tears. 

 “I’m still here, and I’m not your imagination” He would pull you into a hug or more like a protective stance to reassure him that your actually there. 

“Don’t leave me, I was so lonely, I didn’t have anyone to comfort me like you do, please I’ll be better, I won’t ever let you feel lonely, ever again” 

“Hmm” 

you sighed into his neck, you took his hands and led him back to bed, so he could peacefully sleep in the embrace, when his breathing become slow and steady you whispered. 

“I love you, have sweet dreams my prince” 

 So this is a first, leaving the ending speech to the reader, I personally really like this one and Hoseok’s one, hope you enjoyed it just as much as I did And request away~~~ Byeeee.

#bts #bts rapmon #bts jin #bts jimin #bts jungkook #bts suga #bts jhope #bts v #bts angst #bts angst scenarios #bts scenario #bts scenarios #bts reaction #bts reactions #kpop scenario #kpop reactions #kpop angst

[toglidethroughlife]

Borrowed Pens and Promises (A Choices Fanfic)

Pairing: Grayson x F!MC (Lena)

Summary: A memory from their university days replays in Lena’s head on the day of Silas’ takeover.

A/N: Hey! So this is just a little something I wrote to ease myself into writing my MC for my Grayson playthrough... and I had a little too much fun with the banter? LOL. Also, I wrote this in parts so I’m not actually sure how cohesive this is, but anyway, it’s here and I’ll probs just edit later. Hopefully it’s not too bad lol

Shit.

Lena scrambles through her bag, fingers digging through countless notes, packets of gum, and one too many tubes of chapstick -- but not a single pen in sight.

"You have 45 minutes," the professor announces. "Good luck."

Her midterm exam booklet stares at her hauntingly, the minutes ticking away.

Shit, she curses repeatedly in her head, her hand running through her hair.

The professor is busy typing away on his laptop, the rest of the class busy with their exams, heads hunched over their tables.

Can she really be that girl, she thinks -- the stupid one who forgets to bring a pen to her midterm and asks the professor if she can borrow one.

God, this is embarrassing.

She panics when she realizes she's eaten up 15 minutes of her time debating over whether or not to stand and decides to just go for it -- when she hears something hitting the floor beside her, the professor glancing up her way.

She looks down to find a pen by her feet.

"Dropped my pen," she mouths to the professor with a sheepish smile, crouching down to pick it up.

The professor goes back to ignoring her.

She examines the pen for a quick second, not recognizing it as hers. She steals a glance at the people beside her -- and they're all busy and stressed-looking, as they should be -- all except one.

He was sitting two seats down her right, smirking casually as he answers his exam, the slight crinkle around his eyes showing his amusement.

She makes a mental note to catch him after the exam, turning immediately to her booklet when she notices the time.

25 minutes. Shit.

---

The professor signals the end of the session and people begin to stand to submit their booklets.

Lena's still finishing the last few sentences of her essay when she catches her blond haired friend standing from the corner of her eye, and she immediately scribbles the rest of her closing argument, hopeful that it still made sense.

She's almost running as she walks down the classroom to submit her paper, her eyes trained on the back of his head.

"Hey!" she calls out when she reaches the doorway, grateful that he comes to a stop.

The light from the window hits him just right as he turns around, his eyes locked on hers.

Wow, those eyes are blue, she thinks, mesmerized.

She mentally slaps herself before she stares too much -- she feels like she already has -- and pulls out the pen from her pocket.

"This is yours, I believe."

The statement comes out as more of a question though, her eyes gaging his reaction.

He smiles.

"Yes," he says, taking the pen from her hand. "Were you able to finish the exam?"

Something about his easy tone and friendly demeanor made her want to smile as well.

"Barely," she chuckles, unsure why she was doing so, "but yes. Thank you, you are a lifesaver."

And she didn't think it was possible for his smile to grow bigger, but there he was, beaming at her.

"I'm glad." He shifts around nervously before meeting her eyes again. "Well, I'll see you around."

And he's already walked a few steps away when something in her gut kicks in, her feet taking her forward.

"Hey!" she calls again, catching up to his side. "Are you doing anything right now? I feel obligated to thank my knight in shining armor with a cup of coffee. I mean, if he'd like one, that is."

He chuckles softly, considering her offer. 

"Obligated?" he asks, his tone tentative.

"I want to," Lena affirms, grinning.

He seems to relax after that, returning her smile.

"Okay. Sure."

"Great!" She extends her hand out to him. "I'm Lena, by the way."

His hand is warm as they touch. "Grayson."

---

It becomes a thing that they share more often when finals approach — coffee sessions turned study dates.

Lena's scribbling furiously with another pen she’s borrowed from Grayson — she swears Poppy stole the one she keeps in her bag. They were answering the mock exam together with the intention of comparing notes after.

Lena runs a hand through her hair, flipping her part as she grows more frustrated at the equations in front of her.

"I hate this!" she groans, crossing out her answer with decided pressure, the paper almost tearing under her pen. She leans back on her seat to find Grayson jotting down notes across her, the beginnings of a smile on his lips.

Lena bites back the urge to roll her eyes.

“Okay,” she sings. “You were right, I was wrong. I should’ve studied more before doing the mock exam.” Taking another glance at her now messed up pad paper, she adds, “this stuff is hard!”

Grayson smiles, looking up from his notes. “I never said you couldn’t do it… but, you know, it never hurts to actually study before taking the mock exam.”

He throws her a knowing look and they laugh good-naturedly, her mind not missing how easy this feels, how easy being around him always feels.

They settle into a productive pace right after, exchanging notes, sharing thoughts. It’s not long before Lena’s finished going through the mock exam, a triumphant grin on her lips.

“I. Am. Done!” she announces, stretching her arms over her head.

Grayson gives her a quick smile before looking back at his paper, his hand busy at work.

He's always so calm, she thinks. It’s almost relaxing just watching him.

She loves little moments like these — when Grayson’s too engrossed in what he’s doing to give her the time of day — and she knows she sounds crazy thinking that, but she just enjoys watching him so passionate about his work, and she knows, she just knows — he’s going to do something spectacular someday.

In the meantime though, she would really like her friend to give her some attention.

“What are you even working on?” she asks, her hand already slipping across to steal the notepad he was writing on.

Grayson opens his mouth to protest but no words come out and he resigns onto his seat.

“Uh… I know you like to put in extra work, Gray,” Lena begins, brows furrowed in confusion as she reads the contents of his note. “But this topic is like... two semesters ago — AKA not gonna be on this week's final?"

Grayson can't help but laugh as he throws her an accusatory look, taking the notepad from her hands. "I know that. But the poor guy who borrowed this book from the library needs to know how to get the price at equilibrium and I figured it wouldn't hurt to help."

She watches him tuck his answer between the sheets of the borrowed textbook, placing it right beside the large question marks and "WTF"s the last person who had borrowed the book had inconsiderably left.

She smiles.

"Always gotta be the hero, huh, blue?"

He lifts an eyebrow in question — whether at the nickname or the comment she's not entirely sure. 

Recognition hits him when she raises his pen to eye level — the one he lent her.

The one he keeps lending her.

They laugh.

"I really should just give that pen to you at this point," he tells her.

Lena beams in agreement. "You really should."

Their laughter fades comfortably, their eyes locked on each other.

"But really, Gray. Thank you."

"For what?"

"For being you."

Grayson's gaze holds hers as a smile slowly grows on his lips.

Lena reaches over to touch his hand.

"Thank you for being incredibly kind and generous. And for helping strangers who might not always deserve it."

Grayson leans in from his seat and flips his hand to give hers a gentle squeeze. "You're welcome."

She squeezes his hand back.

"Besides, you haven't given me reason to regret it yet. I mean, I do kind of like you."

Lena bites her lip to contain her smile.

"You kind of like me?"

Grayson looks like he's about to say more, but she isn't sure she's ready to hear it, so she deflects, adding to her statement with an easy smile. "I better not do anything to make you hate me then. We've still got finals after all. I might still need a pen."

He lets out a dejected laugh but a patient smile still paints his lips. "I don't think I could ever hate you."

Her heart warms at the sincerity in his voice.

"But that doesn't mean I'm always going to lend you my pen!"

He pulls the pen from her grasp and she gasps at him mockingly.

"How dare you, Grayson Prescott! Give that back!"

The rest of the afternoon is filled with more coffee, mathematical equations, and easy laughter.

And she doesn't know why this memory replays in her mind as she watches Silas Prescott walk onto the stage at the mayor's assembly years later, her team — Talos and Minuet — ready to fight by her side.

Everything that happens after goes by in a flash, her superhero instincts kicking in, sentimental thought thrown to the side.

It isn't until she catches him in the crowd again — sees the pained expression on his face, the confusion in his eyes — that she remembers, years of friendship weighing on her heart.

"Grayson," she calls him out of instinct, not caring for much else at the moment. "Look I know this is crazy, but I need your help."

"Anything!" he immediately offers, his eyes worried. "I... I have to make up for what my father’s—“

"I know," she cuts in, her voice a gentle plea for him not to blame himself. “Go help DA Katsaros get these civilians to safety. Can you do that for me?"

And you, she thinks. Stay safe too.

The determination in his eyes doesn't surprise her, her faith in him strong.

"I'm on it," he tells her. "I won't let you down!"

Lena's about to fly off when he speaks again, his voice coming out softer. "And... I'm sorry."

But she doesn't let him elaborate any further, understanding him completely.

"I'm sorry, too."

A reluctant smile plays on her lips. 

"See you around, blue."

And moments pass before she hears his voice again, her body already meters up in the air.

"Lena?! Lena!"

But she can't turn back now, her heart holding onto a promise he made her in that quaint coffee shop a few years back, between textbooks and equations, borrowed pens and promises of tomorrows. 

Please. Don't hate me just yet.

#playchoices #playchoices fanfic #grayson x mc #grayson prescott #choices hero #omg this feels messier than usual #but i need to move on i've been staring at this for DAYS #edit later #my fic

[angstalottle]

You'll Miss Me When I Go

Part 5. Final: Finding out Lance didn’t have a family was harder to hear then Keith could ever of imagined. At the time he hadn’t even considered it an option when he found out Hunk was responsibly for him. The pieces however began to fall into place when Lance was put in the Altea Hospice and no one came for him. “Where’s Lance’s family?” Keith asked Hunk as Lance was set up in a bed still heavily sedated from his surgery. “Oh you didn’t know?” Hunk asked as he filled out forms “you heard about that gas attack in Cuba last year right?” Keith nodded. “Lance was there, his family died and his lungs were practically liquified. It’s a miracle he lasted as long as he did.” Hunk looked over at Lance with an unreadable emotion “when my parents fostered him we didn’t expect him to live to see the end of the month, he lasted a year and counting.” Keith was silent staring at Lance as Hunk was pulled away by a nurse. He had no idea… Then again he had never tried to get to know Lance, not that it mattered now.

Lance woke up around two am. Hunk had refused to go home with the rest of the group and Keith just couldn’t bring himself to leave the kindest man he had ever met while his best friend lay dying. So he stayed volunteering to stay and drive Hunk home if he changed his mind. Hunk had fallen asleep slumped in the arm chair hours ago, so wasn’t awake for Lance. However Keith was. “H-ey.” Lance gasped weakly causing Keith to nearly jump out of his skin. “Hey… how you feeling?” Lance gave him a look that screamed ‘did you really just ask that’. “Right… dumb question.” Keith sighed as he ran his hands through his hair. “Why… you…h-here?” Lance asked gasping for breath between each word. “It didn’t seem right to leave Hunk alone to wait with you.” Keith wanted to add that he was worried about him too, but couldn’t quite bring himself to form the words. Lance nodded slumping back on his pillow as he took in his surroundings. “I’m… in a… hospice… arnt I?” Keith wished Hunk was awake so that he didn’t have to be the one to deliver the knees of Lance’s death sentence. “Yeah…” Lance nodded again a small smile forming on his lips “thought so… been a long…t-time coming.” “I’m sorry Lance.” “What for?” Lance struggled for a moment to prop himself up, holding a hand to his chest to try and elevate some of the obvious pain he was in. “I’ve… lived much… longer then I… or anyone… else e-ever hoped. Aren’t I lucky.” He grinned and for a moment Keith could pretend he was fine and playing some cruel joke on him. Then he started coughing and didn’t stop. Hunk was startled awake falling out of his chair and rushing to his bed side. With practiced ease Hunk held Lance up against him and rubbed soothing circles on his back. When the fit ended Lance was clearly exhausted using the last of his strength just to stay awake and fix Hunk with a tired smile “y-you ok…buddy?” Hunk chuckled wetly tears brimming just behind his eyes. “Yeah bro I’m fine. But I think you should get some sleep.” Lance didn’t say anything but he didn’t protest when Hunk gently lay him back down, falling into a restless sleep moments later. Keith did his best not to stare at the specks of blood on Hunks shirt as he excused himself to the bathroom.

On the second day Lance really rallied. He laughed with the group that came to visit him. Joking with Pidge, flirting with Allura and sharing stories with Coran. He even found the strength to argue with Keith now and again. However once the others left so did Lance’s easy smile. Keith had only left the room to see the others out. When e came back he found Lance crying in Hunks arms with blood dripping from his mouth.

On the third day they found Matt and Shiro. Keith got the call around six am, and he got his brother back by ten. The ship had sunk but Shiro and his now boyfriend Matt had survived floating in a life boat. Keith had cried when he was able to hug his brother and threaten to handcuff him to a chair if he ever disappeared again. They had a welcome home party in Lance’s room. Keith was surprised to find Shiro already knew Lance. “I served in Cuba remember… I carried him out of a gassed house.” “Why did you never tell me?” Keith asked. “I thought he died, I thought the one person I saved had died…” Shiro mumbled. Keith remembered how messed up his brother was when he returned from the army. He was broken from more then just the loss of his arm. He lost friends. Lance had demanded Shiro sit by his bed and tell him every little thing he had done over the last year. The party ended when Lance’s nurse brought him his medication with more pills then Keith had ever seen.

That night Keith got a call from Hunk saying Lance’s lungs had failed and he couldn’t breath on his own anymore needing a machine to do it for him. Keith didn’t know why he felt tears falling down his cheeks at the thought of Lance never speaking again. Perhaps because it was because the last words anyone would ever hear from him were “thanks for coming to visit me Mullet.” Keith and Shiro drove down breaking many laws to get there within the hour.

Keith thought nothing could of been worse then the moment he got the call saying his only brother was lost at sea and presumed dead. Oh how wrong he was. Seeing Lance lying so deathly still in a bed with tubes coming out of his throats being the only thing to keep his chest constantly raising and falling. He looked so small. Not the larger then life guy he had gotten to know. Not the man he wished he had bothered to try and befriend just a little earlier. No he looked like a boy. A boy who was fighting with everything he had and it just wasn’t good enough. The nurse said he was comfortable but not awake. It was time… They all knew it but no one could actually bring themselves to say it. Allura went first. She kissed Lance on the forehead brushing his hair from his face as her tears fell down. Coran hugged her, leading her away as he smiled sadly down at Lance “you’ve done well my boy… so well. You deserve to rest now.” Pidge hung back for a moment, Matt’s hands resting on her shoulders. She took a step forwards and opened her mouth to speak but nothing but a strangled sob came out. Matt hugged her putting in a brave face despite the tears falling down his face. Shiro couldn’t bring himself to say anything. He was too consumed by the swirling thoughts of how if he had gotten Lance out of that gas filled house a little sooner then maybe he wouldn’t have to say goodbye at all. Hunk never left Lance’s side. His large hand holding the small bony one like he could keep him alive with sheer force of will. He wasn’t crying on the outside. But anyone who looked into his eyes could tell he was a broken man holding himself together for the sake of others. Keith wasn’t sure what to do. He didn’t have a history with Lance like the others. He didn’t have any comforting memories or shared experiences to call upon to offer some kind of comfort. So he did the only thing he could think to do. Keith took a spare chair and placed it by Lance’s bedside. “I’m sorry I didn’t give up my chair. If I had then maybe we could of been friends. I’m sorry I couldn’t of just given you a chance when I still had time to realise how amazing and strong you are. I’m… in so sorry Lance. I’m so sorry.” Tears fell freely down Keith’s cheeks as a long high pitched noise filled the room. Lance was gone.

The funeral was small. Only a few people there. Hunk and his parents. Pidge, Matt and their mom. Allura and Coran. Shiro and Keith. Lotor never showed up. Keith found him on the arm of some model a month after the funeral laughing and flirting like he had never known a man named Lance and pretended to love him. It was a short service with a long wake. Lance had made Hunk promise that they would have a big party with cake and balloons. Hunk bless his heart tried his best. The cake tasted like ash and the few balloons had all fallen to the ground before the party even began. No one danced like Lance had wanted. Or laughed. Or sang. Or even talked. They sat in silence mourning their lost friend. Keith stared all night at the smiling picture of Lance on the wall. It seemed ironic that the party was happening in the room next to their meetings. The chairs were all set up in a circle and Keith slowly sat where Hunk had in the first meeting. The seat next to where Lance should of sat. The hours stretched on in silence before finally Shiro poked his head round the door. “It’s time to go.” Keith nodded. “Be there in a minuet.” Shiro closed the door quietly as Keith stood up and looked around at the empty chairs. “My name is Keith Kogane… and I’m grieving for Lance. The man I wished I could of known. The man I didn’t realise I would miss until he was gone.”

#langst #final part #klance #klangst #sorry not sorry #and done! #finally #he die