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Till THE DEAD do us part | Chapter 2

A/N: This story will take place in all the seasons, but it’s not exactly a rewriting cause I’d have to re-watch everything to use the exactly lines of the characters, also I think it’s better if I tell a side story without changing the main facts of the story.

This story has a Female Reader, but I don’t describe her appearance, so anyone can identify with her.

Chapter 1 Chapter 3

Chapter 2: Anything that Reminds you of Me

Summary: In this chapter Y/N Grimes gets back something that she lost, discover some secrets and conflicts Shane.

Warnings: mentions of cheating, swearing, mentions of death, violence, Shane is an ass, Merle being Merle.

Pairing: Daryl Dixon x Grimes!Reader (Rick’s sister)

Word Count: 3716

Extra notes: I proofread the text, but English is not my first language, so feel free to correct any mistakes, of course with love.

After that day you grew closer to Daryl, it was easy to be with him, you could stay a long moment silently and it would not feel awkward. Also, it was cute to watch his interactions with Luna. He started to interact more with her and sometimes even took her for a walk. But now, you needed to also deal with a super protective Shane that out of nowhere thought you were a little girl.

“Be careful. He’s not the right man for you.” You rolled your eyes at him, he always said the same damn thing and you were getting tired of it.

“Did you ever stop to think that maybe I don’t want the right one? Maybe I just want the wrong one?” You were tired, you would always tell he was just your friend, that you knew how to defend yourself, but he always came with the same judgmental words about Daryl and about you.

“Y/N…” That was it, you had enough.

“Shane, I’m no damsel in distress, and… you’re not Rick, okay?” You chose your words carefully almost saying ‘you’re not my brother’, but you considered him your brother, right? You tried change your words to not hurt him, but what you said… he understood what you said, he was not Rick which means he’s not your big bro to boss you.

“Fine.” He answered teeth greeted.

“Fine.” You throw back at him, leaving your side of camp followed by Luna.

A group was getting ready to do a run to get more food and any other thing that could be useful. You weren’t going this time, so you approached Glenn to give him a list of things you needed. He was the one with more experience on the runs, so he was the best person to have the list.

“Just that?” He asked looking at your very small list.

“Yeah, I don’t need much.” You scratched Luna’s ears while she got a lick from Glenn’s hand.

“Nothing special? A candy? Maybe some cookies?” He suggested, you never asked those kind of things to him, but he would always bring something to you. He was like that cute baby brother that everyone wanted to have.

“If you see anything that reminds you of me, you can bring it.” You simply answered, everything was almost ready for them to go. So you decided not to get on their way. “Be careful, ok?”

You left them finishing getting things done and went to the other side of the camp where a certain archer was also preparing his things to go hunting.

“Good morning” you said as you got close to him, Luna already attacking him with her tongue and paws.

“Morning”, he answered while petting the happy dog. “Luna, stop” he tried commanding the german shepherd when she wouldn’t let him finish what he was doing. “Stop” he said again.

Then she stopped looking at him, puppy eyes, tongue out and the tail going side to side. “Good girl” he scratched her ears. You smiled looking at both of them, they were too much cute to not smile at.

“Can I go hunting with you?” You finally talked.

“It’s better not, I’m planning on bringing something big this time and ya make much noise walking, no offense” he was not wrong, but you could use leaving the quarry for a while.

“Alright, do you want Luna to go with you?” You asked, you’d prefer Luna stayed with you, but you knew he also needed some company.

“Nah, I’m ok. She sometimes doesn’t obey me, I don’t wanna risk anything happening to her.” You sat on a beach chair that was close where he was preparing to head out, Luna on your feet.

“When you come back, you’ll teach me how to shoot the crossbow, right?” You had asked him the other day and he said he could help you, but then you never had the opportunity.

“Yeah, I’ll…” he stopped mid sentence watching Merle approach, he was going on the run, so why was him coming back?

“Want anything special lil bro?” He asked, then looked between you and Daryl with a smirk on his face. “Maybe, some condoms?” He knew he would get Daryl pissed, most of the time he would say this things just so he could see Daryl’s reaction.

“Shut the fuck up Merle!” His face burned and he was trying to hide his blushed cheeks. Your cheeks were also blushing and you had nowhere to hide.

“Don’t you have to go on that run Dixon?” He laughed and tried to pet Luna, but she barked to him making him jump.

“It’s okay love birds, I’ll leave you alone.” He said returning to the group that was almost going.

“Don’t mind him.” Daryl tried to apologize, he felt like he was always apologizing or making excuses for his brother.

“Don’t worry, it’s just Merle being himself, there’s not much you can do.” You stayed there with him until he was ready to leave to the woods, you wished him good luck and told him to take care. He gave you a little grunt that you interpreted as ‘thank you, take care too’.

The rest of the day was uneventful. You helped around camp, took care of the kids and also rested a little. It was getting late but nobody had came back from the run yet. You were starting to become worried.

“Any sign of them?” You asked Dale who was at his usual spot near the RV.

“No, not yet.” He answered and looked with his binoculars again.

“What if something bad happened?” Amy asked worried, Andrea, her sister, had gone with them and she was not used to go on these runs.

“I’m sure they are fine, maybe they run into some trouble, but they have T.Dog and Merle, they are strong. They’ll be fine.” You tried tranquilizing the younger woman.

Not longer after this conversation you heard a big noise, just like a car alarm. Down the road a red sports car came in a high speed and the noise of the alarm became higher and higher. Soon the car stopped in the entrance of the quarry and it was Glenn inside. Shane ran to stop the noise of the alarm and soon after a truck stopped behind the beautiful car. ‘They freaking stole a truck’, you thought admired. ‘What could possibly have happened?’

You saw T.Dog, Morales and Andrea coming from the truck. Amy was helping Andrea to walk, something had gone really wrong. Where was Merle? Suddenly you heard a commotion, you thought you heard Carl yelling the word ‘dad’ and it couldn’t be it. What were the chances? Luna ran from your side in the direction of the group and you had to follow her. “Luna, stop! You can’t go running like that!” You yelled at the dog, only stopping when she jumped on Lori, Carl and… Rick.

“Rick?” You didn’t even know if anyone could listen to you, you felt as if you were in one of those dreams where you want to talk, scream and you just can’t, but that wasn’t a dream. Rick was there in his uniform, hugging his family, tears in his eyes and he heard you, if it was another sad dream he’d have ignored you like in every other that you had. But he got up from where he was hugging Lori and Carl, and he walked in your direction, you ran the short distance between you, and threw your arms around him.

“It’s really you” tears were already coming from your eyes.

“It’s me, I’m here now.” He was alive and his heart was beating, he kissed the top of your head and you hugged him tightly.

“I thought you were dead, I- I should have gone and saw it for myself. I’m sorry, you were left alone… I’m so sorry.” Many feelings came to your mind at this moment, Shane told you he was dead, but he wasn’t. You were happy about having your brother back, but now you were infinitely angry at Shane.

“It’s ok, you couldn’t know. None of us are going to separate again, I promise.” After you departed from his embrace, you looked at Shane and for second he was scared. He knew you were mad, and he knew he had screwed everything. Your look meant many things and he was scared of what he could lose if you ever opened your mouth.

You were informed that they let Merle cuffed to a rooftop.

“Damn, I know he’s an asshole, but it’s not going to go well when Daryl get to hear about it. I’m not telling him, you guys tell, I’ll just be around in case he gets out of control.” You said. Fuck. You knew they probably had a good reason for that, but Daryl was his brother and he would get very upset about it. Actually, upset doesn’t really represent how he would be. And you couldn’t blame him, you were a young sibling too and if it was Rick… you’d be angry too. In fact, at this moment you were still mad about Rick being left in the hospital to die.

“What will you do? Are you gonna kiss the calm into him?” Shane mocked you up, good everything you needed.

“Fuck you Shane!” You showed him your middle finger and left, if it was any other time, it would become a playful moment between both of you. But right now, you couldn’t. There was too much on your mind.

You closed into yourself for a while, trying to calm yourself down and organize your thoughts, but it was almost impossible. You wanted to thank Glenn, for bringing your brother back to you, but with everything that happened you didn’t get the chance to thank him. When you told him to bring something that reminded of you, you were not expecting him to bring your brother that you thought was dead. You were so glad at Glenn for it, he could have ignored Rick and let him to die, but he helped him.

“We’re organizing to go get him by the morning” Rick sat by your side, concern in his eyes. “I know we shouldn’t have left him there, but things got out of control and T.Dog lost the key.” You know he was being honest, and you were happy they were going back to rescue him.

“Daryl is probably coming back tomorrow morning, maybe he’s able to go with you. I think he’d like to.” You felt Rick tense, you knew your brother, it was just like you could feel his energy. Shane already opened his mouth.

“This Daryl Dixon, what’s going on between you two?” There was the question you were waiting he would drop.

“Nothing, he’s my friend. I have no idea what Shane told you, but he’s an ass. He judges people without knowing them. Daryl is a good person and he was with me when I needed the most.” You gave him a brief explanation, omitting the part that you were crying over his cheating friend and wife, and telling it was because you missed him. Not completely a lie. “Trust me, he’ll probably hate you tomorrow, but you’ll get to know him and you’ll see who he really is.”

Rick tried to trust you, he knew you well and he also knew Shane’s temper, but he could not stop protecting you now that he was back.

The other day early in the morning Rick, Glenn and T.Dog already had a plan and were packing everything to rescue Merle and pick the guns Rick had lost. Everything was going just fine, till Daryl made his big entrance cursing a walker that ate the deer he was tracking.

‘Just good, he’s already moody. That helps a lot’, you thought. As soon as the news were told, Daryl jumped in Rick’s direction and you had to come between then.

“Hey! Hey! Daryl! Listen to me! Calm down.” You were in front of him, your back turned to Rick, hands up.

“Easy for ya to tell, yer brother is back from the dead while mine is handcuffed to a damn roof.” He looked at you and you could see anger, fear and despair in his eyes.

“I know. I have mine back and you need to rescue yours. They are going back to rescue him. Rick is really sorry, trust me.” You put your hands on his chest praying he would not flinch at your touch or take your hands away, but he didn’t move. “Now we can stay here, fighting each other while Merle is alone in that rooftop, or you can all work together and rescue him. I know right at this moment you wished Rick was dead, but I’d never wish it for Merle. Our brothers can do stupid things, but they don’t deserve to die.”

A long silence came and Daryl contemplated the possibilities, he trusted you, but he wanted to punch Rick’s face as much as he wanted to punch Shane for going around talking shit about his brother. He looked at you one last time and said “Fine. I’m going.”

After they went on the rescue mission the camp started to go back to normal. But it was not over to you, and you had something you needed to do. You walked large steps on Shane’s direction.

“Hey Shane!” You called, in the moment he turned to you, you were already close enough and in seconds your closed hand were making contact with his face.

“What the hell was that for? Because of your boyfriend?” He asked his hand touching the left side of his face.

“That was because of my brother, and you know why. All the reasons going on your mind right now, it’s because of them.” You know he understood, his angry face became a worried one in seconds.

“Y/N… I didn’t know. I swear, he was not breathing, his… his heart had stopped.” He tried to explain. Some people looked at you and other pretended to be minding their own businesses but you couldn’t care less.

“Well, then explain me this. Because I see two options, first you lied, or second we need to take Rick to the authorities immediately, because he’s the cure to all this shit.” You decided to go to the side of the camp where your tents were, you have had enough. The show was over.

“Aunt Y/N, why did you punch Shane?” Damn the kid saw it, Lori wasn’t going to like it.

“Shane said I needed to practice, so he asked me to practice on his face. Very dumb decision I’d say.” You gave the first excuse you could think to Carl, but then Lori came.

“You punched Shane?” She asked in low voice, everybody saw there was no secret about it.

“Yes, he deserved. You know he deserved, I was holding up since yesterday when Rick showed up.” You answered actually there was way more time that you wanted to this, but no way you were going to say Lori what you saw one and a half weeks ago.

She had nothing to say, she also was angry at Shane for making her think Rick was dead. Lori was angry at herself too, for getting involved with Shane, but now it was too late. After that you took some clothes and went to the lake to wash them with the other women, you also decided going at Daryl’s tent and took the clothes of him that you could find. After what happened that was the least you could do to him. You took Luna with you so she could play a little and experience the freedom. Most of the day was alright, the exception was the scene Ed cause ending with Shane punching the shit out of him, you hope he understood the message to not touch Carol again. Also, Jimmy had an insolation and were kind of having hallucinations forcing you to tie him to a tree.

Later that day, you were starting to get anxious about them not returning to the camp. You had just gotten your brother back and even though you knew he did the good thing going back to Atlanta, you were worried you’d lose him again. All of you were around the bonfire eating the delicious fish that Amy and Andrea had fished, you were not a fan of fish, but this was the apocalypse so you would eat whatever you needed to survive. Soon after Amy told she was going to use the bathroom and got up, you heard to her scream and from that moment everything went wrong on that night.

Zombies were attacking the camp, one had bitten Amy, but you didn’t had time to feel sorry for the younger girl that was so dear with everyone from the camp. Everyone got up and ran trying to pick something to defend against the dead. You always carried your gun and knife, so you took your knife and got ready to defend yourself and your family.

“Carl, Lori, Y/N, stay behind me, I’ll protect you.” Shane said, you just ignored him and started stabbing the dead on the head with your knife.

If you could fight, you would not stay behind any man hiding yourself. Rick and Shane didn’t teach you how to knock out a rapist so now you could hide away from the zombies, they were even easier to deal with than alive people. You started counting how many you killed, using it to concentrate and not let your mind wander, soon you had lost count of how many. While you killed your last one, another came on your direction falling on you making you go to the ground, the dead on top of you, you lost your knife, you put one arm between you and the neck of the zombie, trying to reach out for your gun, but before you could take it the dead fell to the side an arrow on his skull.

‘Thank God, they are back.’ You thought and when you looked Daryl was already in front of you offering his hand to pull yourself up.

“Thank you” you said trying to catch your breath from the tiring wrestle you had with the dead one.

“ ‘s nothing” He replied and then shoot another one from the spot you were. You looked around finding your knife on the ground not very far from where you were fighting for you life, but not so close that you could grab it at the time. You took your knife, but the camp was already under control.

The dead that were not lifeless on the ground were being killed by the others, so you allowed yourself to relax a little. You spotted Rick not very far with Lori and Carl, your eyes roamed through the quarry and you also saw T.Dog and Glenn, but where was Merle?

“Merle?” You threw the question at Daryl, but you couldn’t deny… you were afraid of his reaction and of his answer. He made a face and shook his head, you thought about the worst.

“Oh my god, Daryl… I’m sorry.” You said, but was almost cut off by him.

“He’s alive, the dumbass cut his own hand and scaped, we were hoping he was back to camp and worrying about what he’d do once he arrived here. He stoled our car.” Well, this was totally Merle, you were glad he was alive, but you couldn’t even imagine what would happen if he had came back to the camp.

“That’s what took you all so long to come back?” You wanted to say you were worried, not only about Rick, or Glenn that was your good friend or T.Dog, mostly about him, but you didn’t know how the words would sound to him, so you stopped yourself before you could say anything.

“That too, but we had other problems.” You were going to ask more about it, but just when you were going to open your mouth Rick came to you.

“Are you okay? Did you get hurt?” Rick asked holding your shoulders and scanning you over to see if you were hurt anywhere.

“I’m alright, despite what some people think I’m not useless and fragile.”

“That’s not what I meant, I was just worried” Rick took a deep breath and looked in your eyes. “I just got all of you back, I can’t lose you again.”

“I can’t lose you too, so stop doing stupid things.” You said and tugged his hat brim to cover his eyes playfully. When you looked to the side, you saw the archer in the distance, already close to his tent.

The night was turning into day and one new morning was starting, the camp was a mess. You had people to burry and walkers to burn. And to think that hallucinating Jimmy dug two graves the other day. You were so caught up in all the confusion that you forgot about Luna, and you didn’t see her anywhere. You started to call her name, until she came running to you from inside Dale’s RV. You were so relieved she was good and alive. You squatted and hugged her while she tried to lick your face. All the people you cared for were good and alive, and you couldn’t be more grateful for it, but you didn’t know what you would do now, the quarry didn’t seem to be safe anymore. The question was, where could you possibly go?

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millenialfanfictionaddiction · 1 year

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Being Inarizaki’s Manager

🚑Miss Manager Breaks Her Hand🚑

Inarizaki x female! manager (she/her)

Warnings: mention of broken hand, pain relievers mentioned, crying, angst(?) to fluff

A/N: this idea stemmed from the 2k headcanon celebration and I loved it so much that I thought I’d indulge myself 💅

This team ranges from “protective dad squad” to “problem children”

It’s giving season 4 Seijoh x Shiratorizawa crossover

Like I’m both excited and scared for you

Now being their precious manager, you were literally worshiped on this team

The third years, Kita, Aran, Omimi and Akagi, absolutely adored you beyond all measures

You were the light of the team, the rock 🪨

The second years, Atsumu, Osamu, Suna and Ginjima, were the guardians of YN

They didn’t think anyone was good enough to breath the air of THEIR YN

And last, but certainly not least, our precious bby first year, Riseki, absolutely had the biggest crush on you

He looked up to you and worshiped every step you took

Needless to say, you were irreplaceable my dear Yn

Unfortunately “irreplaceable” does not equate to “unbreakable” as our lively Inarizaki was about to learn

Because you see, it happened so fast that absolutely nobody knew what to do

You sent the solid team that was slated to win nationals into the biggest frenzy ever

And it all started with a rouge volleyball 😌

You see, it was the end of practice and everyone was packing up the gym

Everyone except for a certain someone 👀

Now I know what you’re thinking ok? This is all Atsumus fault

It’s always Atsumu fault 🙄

And while 99.9% of the time it most definitely is, this 0.1% was not

Because it was someone else who accidentally caused the chaos

“Sumu pack it up! It’s time to go home!” Kita shouted as you picked up the remaining volleyballs

“Just a few more serves, I’m almost at my limit,” Atsumu said as you mindlessly continued your work

You were use to this, Sumu was Sumu and there wasn’t much more you could do

And by now, he had learned to avoid hitting you so you really didn’t mind

You just continued about your merry way, picking up balls and daydreaming

“Come on bro, let’s go I’m starving!” Osamu whined

“If you’d practice your serves as much as you eat, you probably wouldn’t have to worry about missing any!” Atsumu said before slamming a service ace into the opposing court

“What did ya say to me?” Osamu raged

“Oh boy,” Aran said 😐

“Knock it off you two! Let’s just finish up!” Ginjima yells

Suna 👉🏻👀 📱

Meanwhile, you are just lost in your own world, probably daydreaming of peace and quiet

“Give me that ball!” Osamu shouted as he grabbed the ball from Sumu before tossing it and slamming it into the opposite court

It looked like a good serve, a solid one even

It’s course was set to land right on the end line

Which was, coincidentally, right where you were 😃

Akagi, our star Libero, saw it first

“YN LOOK OUT!” He shouted as the rest of the team watched on horror

Thankfully, you manage to get your hand up quickly

The ball hit your hand, smack on and deflected towards the wall

A loud and almost visible sigh flooded the gym as everyone was relieved you didn’t get hit in the head

However the calmness lasted approximately .02 seconds when they heard you whine and grab your hand

“Crap Yn!” Omimi shouted as the team raced towards you

You were grabbing your hand as tears began to flow down your face

“YN I’m so freaking sorry!! I didn’t mean too!” Osamu said, coming beside you as he looked at your hand

Fun fact: a professional volleyball serve can be upwards of 120mph (193kph)

Osamu isn’t a professional but it’s safe to say he can probably reach at least 80mph (128kph)

Needless to say, there’s a lot of force behind a serve

I googled all the facts 💅

N E WAYS

You look at Osamu, tears in your eyes as you respond, “it’s ok Samu, I should have been watching.”

Meanwhile, your hand is beginning to swell and it hurts so bad

“Let me see it YN,” the coach says as he studies your hand

“Is she going to be ok?” Ginjima asks as Coach looks at you

“Riseki, grab an ice pack quick, Kita and Aran, take YN to the nurse now!” Coach barks as the team goes to work

Suna comes next to you, holding your hand gently as Riseski hands him the ice pack

You hiss and whimper as the ice hits your skin

Osamu and Atsumu stand to the side, visibly upset that their arguing lead to you getting hurt

“Come on Yn,” Kita said, putting his hand on your lower back as Aran took over for Suna, bracing your hand

Atsumu and Osamu wordlessly began cleaning up the gym with the rest of the team, feeling awful about what happened

“Hey!” Omimi says as the twins look at him, “it was an accident. She’ll be ok.”

Meanwhile, in the nurses office…

“We need to call your parents Yn, you need to go to the hospital,” she says as you look at her

“She’s ok isn’t she?” Aran says, concerned

The nurse shakes her head, “I think her hand is broken, she needs x-rays to confirm.”

Kita and Aran’s eyes widen as you hold your hand, crying a little as the pain continues to sink in

The team finishes cleaning up and they all run to the nurses office as they see you sitting outside with Aran

“Hey everything’s all right?” Atsumu says as you look at him

“The nurse thinks she broke her hand, her parent is coming to take her to the hospital,” Kita says as he walks out from the nurses office

Osamu immediately deflated, he feels absolutely awful about what happened

He realistically knows it wasn’t really his fault, accidents happen, especially on the court

You notice him looking sad as you stand up and walk to him

“Samu it’s ok! I’ll be ok I promise,” You say, hugging him as he hugs you back

It’s a sweet moment that is unfortunately interrupted 😐

“What about me YN?” I’m sad too!” Atsumu whines as Osamu and the team glare at him

You smile and giggle, hugging Atsumu and then the rest of the team

Your parent arrives and you are taken to the hospital

The guys all go home, worried about what happened to you

They all feel awful, knowing how much pain you are in

Suddenly, their phones all ring, the group chat lighting up as they all simultaneously answer

“YN are you ok?” Osamu shouts from his phone screen

Talk about turn of events 😅

“Will you shut up and let her speak?” Ginjima says

“How about everyone shuts up and let’s YN talk!” Kita finally says as you smile from the hospital room

“Hey guys, I’m ok! My hand is broken but I got a cast on it!” You say, showing the team your favorite color, now wrapped around your hand

They all go silent, feeling awful

Osamu feels the worst as he looks at your wrapped hand

“Damn Yn, I’m so sorry!” He says again, his face expressing immense concern

You laugh, an odd gesture given the situation, “Samu it’s ok! The doctor was super impressed that I managed to deflect a serve like that! It’s not a bad break and they said within a few weeks I should be healed!”

“Are you able to do volleyball practice YN?” Akagi asks as you nods

“No physical activity for a while but I can still write and do everything I normally do! So it means I get out of gym class!” You say, excited you won’t have to participate in running for a while

“Did they give you something for the pain?” Aran asks as you nod

“Yeah they gave me some good pain relievers but I won’t be in school the rest of this week,” you say as the boys all deflate

“I’m really really sorry Yn! I feel awful!” Osamu says again

“Samu it’s ok! It was an accident! I should have been paying more attention anyways!” You say as you smile

Thankfully, a certain someone knows just how to lighten the mood 😏

“Really if you think about it, it’s all Sumu’s fault,” Suna chimes in as Atsumu takes over Osamus phone

“What the hell Suna?!? How is it my fault??” He shouts

“Well if you wouldn’t have kept serving, this never would have happened!” Ginjima adds

“It’s true,” Riseki says

“Atsumu you are going to run so many laps tomorrow!” Kita says as

Atsumu 👉🏻👁️💧👄💧👁️

They are all just glad their precious manager is ok 🥰

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theywhowriteandknowthings · 1 year

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@daddysfavoritesexkitten prompted this - I hope it’s good. GIFs by @a7estrellas

First time’s the Charm

General Warnings: 18+, as is the whole of my blog, I will mark anything specific but be aware this is predominantly a smutty blog with plot. DNI if you are a minor. By reading further you have taken the responsibility to do so with the warnings I have given. Specific Warnings: NSFW, Smut, Oral (F! Receiving), PiV Sex, Unprotected sex (wrap it up folks irl pls folks even if reader is on BC), Cheating, Cocaine mentions, alcohol consumption, pool sex

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Your feet dangle in the cool water of the pool, you swish your feet through the clear water, admiring turquoise and teal mosaic illuminated by the tungsten lights that lined the pool. You sip slowly at the large measure of whiskey in your hand, it was your first drink of the night and you planned for it to be your last.

Your boyfriend, Brian, had slipped off to do coke in the bathroom and you just weren’t prepared for yet another night of babysitting the coked out dude-bro at one of the numerous functions he dragged you to. Some day you were going to break up with him, but you were never good at confrontation.

You’re lost in thought as the most surreal scene plays out in front of you. You watch as a grown man on an inflatable pool lounger floats towards you, he toasts to you with a similarly full glass of whiskey and you smirk as you raise your glass in return.

“What’s a gorgeous creature like you doing all alone out here?” His honeyed voice washes over you like sunshine as you can’t help but respond.

“My coke-head boyfriend ditched me for some other coke-heads, I’d much rather drink alone with my feet in a pool, sue me.” You shrug but the smile doesn’t leave your lips as the man bumps up against the side of the pool to your right, you take him in and realise he’s pretty hot.

You feel the tingle at the base of your spine as you see he’s raking his dark eyes over you. You return the favour and notice the cute swell of his belly, the soft flesh intimately touchable as you watch the droplets of water bead on his tan skin. He’s vaguely familiar but you can’t place why.

“I mean, coke is great,” The stranger drawls with a mischievous smile on his plush lips, “But I bet it’s not as fun as you baby.”

“Oof, hard pass, not going there with yet another coke-head,” You sigh as you drain your whiskey, “Have a good night.” You curse your shitty luck, but as you draw your legs out of the pool a firm hand grips your left ankle. The touch sends arousal through you as his thumb grazes the sensitive skin there.

“Hey, don’t go bonita, I was just pulling your leg.” He winks as he lets you go, you hesitate, ignoring your better judgement as you slide your legs back into the pool. You squeeze your legs together to provide some friction between them. You sigh softly and lock eyes with him.

“That was smooth, what’s your name stranger?” You ask as you roll the cut crystal tumbler around in your hands, your need to touch him building as he drains his glass. His tongue snakes across his bottom lip and you hum as the wetness between your legs builds.

“Javi, Javi Gutierrez.” He flashes a goofy, pearly white smile and you falter. You place the glass down beside you and lean forward, forearms resting on your knees as you regard him once more.

“So this is your party? And you had the balls to question why I was out here?” You tease, the alcohol coursing through your system making you bolder.

“You got me, I’m secretly not actually into all this pageantry shit.” Javi slides off the lounger and swims over to you, he looks up at you with glassy eyes and you raise an eyebrow.

“It’s a hard life being a playboy billionaire.” You say mockingly but he only smiles wider.

“Why don’t you join me in here bonita? The water’s just fine.” He purrs as a hand falls to your knee.

“I don’t have a bathing suit Javi.” You breathe as his hand slides further up your thigh, ghosting the hem of your tight black dress. Your legs part slightly as your breath leaves you.

“No-one else is around, skinny dip, I won’t look I promise.” He wiggles his eyebrows at you suggestively and you feel the heat rise to your cheeks, your cunt twitching at his soft, alluring voice. You hesitate for a moment, glancing around the pool before giving in to your desire.

“Fuck it.” You say as you pull your dress over your head awkwardly, shimmying it over your ass while you were seated was a small ordeal but you managed it. Your vision goes dark as the fabric covers your eyes. The sensation of two broad palms on either knee makes you moan, and your knees clamp together, only to find the firm torso of Javi Fucking Gutierrez between them. The dress is over your head and you sit there, marvelling at the water breaking against Javi’s golden skin as he drinks you in. You were in a matched set of red lace bra and panties and he seemingly approved.

“You’re even more gorgeous without that dress bonita.” He mumbles into the flesh of your thigh as he leaves hot, sloppy kisses against the sensitive skin. His one hand ghosts the thin fabric that clung to your cunt, soaked through already and he smiles.

“I don’t usually do this,” You breathe, feeling a hint of bashfulness rise in your chest as you continue to look around to check no one else was nearby, “Fuck I’ve never done this.” You say gesturing to the pool.

“First time for everything I guess.” Javi groans as he scoots you closer to the edge, his hot breath against your cunt unbearable as you squirm in his grip.

“Fuck Javi, touch me.” You breathe, the fear of getting caught made you bold, it excites you, and you could tell Javi loves it too. He pushes aside the thin strip of fabric and his mouth finds your core, his tongue slides through your folds slowly, purposefully as he moans into you. His lips find your clit with ease and he begins a slow, punishing rhythm as he alternates between sucking gently before flicking his tongue against the swollen bundle of nerves. You moan as the pressure builds between your legs.

“You’ve got a pretty little mouth bonita, such a pretty little pussy too.” He murmurs against your mound as he brings a finger up to your entrance, pressing gently at your desperate hole.

“Javi please, put it in.” You beg, twitching against his hand.

“As you wish.” He breathes and you feel his smirk against your swollen clit as he pistons into you, curling his finger up, just right to hit the spot just shy of your cervix that made you ache and writhe around him.

“Fuck yes Javi, fuck.” You mewl as his tongue swirls around your clit, his desperate mouth relentless as he lapped your arousal up like a starving man. He inserts a second finger and you feel your orgasm building as he makes long, slow thrusts into you up to the knuckle. Your hands find his hair and you scrape your manicured nails along his scalp as you tug on his hair. You cry out as it hits you. You feel his fingers thick inside you as your pussy clamps down on him, you shudder and gasp as the ebb and flow of your orgasm rocks you hard. It feels like minutes pass but you know it must only be seconds as you twitch helplessly around him.

“Good girl, you taste so good, you want to go another round with my cock this time?” He asks as he slowly removes his fingers before sliding them between his slick coated lips. You answer him by removing your bra and pushing him back from the edge with a gentle nudge of your right foot against his sternum.

“That’s what I like to see, come on in baby, let me show you what a real man’s dick feels like.” He growls, the playful nature all but gone as the arousal makes him desperate.

“How could I say no to that?” You breathe as you roll your panties down and fling them far into the middle of the pool. Javi’s eyes light up at the act and if you hadn’t slipped into the water right that second you knew he would have dragged you in.

You float together for a moment, treading water as you watch the fire behind his eyes dance in anticipation. You swim to him but he treads backwards, retreating further into the pool as you narrow your eyes in frustration.

“Come on bonita, show me how much you want this dick.” He goads you on as you shake your head defiantly.

“I dunno Javi, I’ve already gotten the best orgasm of my life, why would I need to chase you now?” You whisper as the water laps at your skin, the weightlessness is exhilarating as you ride the soft overstimulation that treading water brought. Your thighs rubbing together just brushing your clit with every stroke.

“You’re a sassy one bonita, I like that, your boyfriend, Bruce? Bob-?“

“Brian.” You laugh, correcting him but you knew he was messing with you.

“Yes, Brian, he’s missing out on some of the best pussy I’ve every tasted, and if you’re out here with me and not him, you must be ready for a real man inside of you.” He taunts and you whine as you launch yourself through the water at him, your bodies collide before he can react. He laughs and wraps his arms around your waist, steadying you as he hoists your legs around his hips.

“You going to put your money where your mouth is Gutierrez?” You ask, your lips against his ear, he shudders and you feel the pressure of his cock through his trunks as he grinds against you.

“You know it.” He lifts you just out of the water and latches his mouth on your right nipple, nipping lightly between light flicks of his tongue against your hardened bud. You feel him shift under you as he frees his cock and without warning he was inside you, pulling you down all the way to the hilt on his large cock. The stretch burned slightly but you didn’t care, the glorious pressure of his thickness tearing you open was blinding. Your back arches as he kisses your neck, sucking bluntly at the skin, hard enough you knew it would leave marks.

“Can I kiss you bonita?” He asks softly as he starts to move inside you, gentle, teasing thrusts that rock you to your core as you yearn for more.

“Yes, and Javi?” You breathe as his strong nose presses against yours.

“Yes bonita?” He shudders as he pistons into you slowly, his one hand at your clit rubbing lazy circles as he fucks you.

“Make me scream.” You whisper before crashing your mouth into his, you swallow the moan that rips from him as his tongue presses forcefully into your mouth. He pushes you back in the water, your bare back hitting the poolside as he continues to lick into your mouth forcefully, dominating you as he positions himself to get a better angle.

You melt into him and relish at the hard, unrelenting rhythm of Javi’s thrusts. He nips at your bottom lip and groans whenever you fight back, pressing your tongue into his mouth, pulling on his bottom lip with your own. The pressure inside you builds once more as Javi’s thrusts quicken, his thick cock hitting that sweet spot deep inside you as he expertly thumbs your clit.

“Javi I- I’m-“ You cry out as your second orgasm floods you with hard, blissful pulses of euphoria. Javi stutters only a second later and you know he’s filled your throbbing, desperate pussy with his spend, it didn’t matter you were on birth control. You pant together, forehead to forehead, floating adrift in the pool as you both come down from your climax, Javi is still inside you but you know it can’t last.

“Well that made this boring ass party worth my while.” You say as you force yourself from his sweet embrace. His hand catches your wrist and he smiles at you with a genuine smile, his eyes creasing endearingly at the corners.

“If you’re ever at one of my parties again, find me, let Brian get coke dick and cry himself to sleep, I’ll take care of you chica.” He says softly as he lets you float away. You climb out of the pool and slip your bra, shoes, and dress back on before turning to look at Javi floating blissfully into the pool as he watches you.

“You want these back bonita?” He calls to you, soaked panties dangling from his one hand as you flash him a dazzling smile.

“Keep them, to remember me by.” You wink and the laugh Javi lets out is a delightful, deep belly laugh that makes you grin like a fool.

“Not going to forget you any time soon, enjoy your night bontia!”

You stride back to the party with confidence as you smooth down your dress and when you rejoin Brian he is as out of his mind as you had expected. You sigh and prepare to take him to your room when you spot Javi entering the room to a round of applause.

You roll your eyes at the hero worship but then he catches your gaze and blows you a kiss. You feel his spend leaking out of you and you smile to yourself at the sensation. Heat rises to your cheeks and you blow one back. You ride the high all the way back to the room and consider not dumping Brian until the next time you could meet Javi, then maybe you’d stay in his room instead.

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Relax a Little

Daryl Dixon [PLATONIC] • She/Her Pronouns • The Youngest Dixon • The apocalypse stresses everybody out, but the eldest one had the best idea • SFW/Smol ANGST • TW: Drug Consumption (Weed) / Anxiety

Requested by: Anon

“No!”

“She said yes and she’s an adult so. You ain’t playing dad anymore. If she wants to try. She wants to try”

“You’ve got to be kidding right? There’s fucking sickos around. If she gets a bad one, she’s gonna flip”

“Such little faith in me, big bro” Y/N scoffs at Daryl who was only looking out for her while Merle is the devil in disguise. “What’s the worse that could happen?”

•

I’m losing my goddamn mind

Y/N found herself in the middle of the woods that the Dixons had found solace in since the outbreak started. She already couldn’t wrap her head around what time it was and whatever kind of strain Merle gave her, made it worse.

“YOU LOOKED AWAY FOR ONE FUCKING SECOND AND SHES GONE” Daryl snaps at the also stoned Merle who was zoned out in his outdoor chair. “Goddamn it. You’re useless” he quickly picked up his crossbow and made his way into the woods tracking where his sister went.

Everything feels weird Y/N frowns rubbing her hands together feeling the dryness of her hands which only started to make her panic a bit. I’m drying out? Isn’t Atlanta like water…uhh….I don’t know. I need water. She groans brushing her hands on her jacket making her way toward any sound of water.

But it was all silent for the most part. With the few grumbles by walkers that weren’t even close.

“Stupid son of a bitch. Can get eaten by sickos for all I care.” Daryl groans continuing to follow the trail Y/N had left, given she may have gotten far but she was slow and left heavy foot prints. “Dumbass is a drug dealer. All of his shit could be laced. Why would she even think…” he stops himself from saying more when approaching a walker and taking it out.

He quickly picked up his step finding Y/N’s jacket on the ground covered in blood that he couldn’t tell if it was hers or not. But it got him to start running.

Weird. Weird. Weird. Y/N sat at the edge of the creak watching the water run for a while with her feet in the cold water. She was lost in thought as the sound of water drowned out everything around her.

________

“Get out of the creek” the teen picked up the screaming child as all she wanted to do was stay in the water. But the annoyed groan coming from the eldest made it clear.

“Why the fuck do I gotta take care of her as well as you? Can’t she stay with da—-“

“No one is staying alone with dad! Fuck Merle” The teen being Daryl holding the youngest Y/N close as she struggled to get free from his grasp. “You’re already leavin’ for what. The military?”

“The military” Y/N mumbles staring at the ground giving up with fighting his grasp. “He’s leaving? Like mommy?”

“That can be dark, but nah peanut. I’m just gonna fight for this stupid ass country” Merle took Y/N from his brother’s grasp and putting her on his shoulders.

“And most likely get discharged” Daryl scoffs following his brother and sister back to the car.

“Well would yea rather have me come back after being discharged…or with a flag?”

“A flag” Y/N replies with holding onto Merle’s head for stability as Daryl couldn’t help the laugh that escaped him.

“She doesn’t know what that means. But I’d take the first one”

“See I knew you cared about me baby brother”

“I care more about her than you”

“Fair enough”

________

“Y/N!” Daryl yells stopping by the creek finding her shoes by the water but no sign of her. “This goddamn woman. I’m going to kill h—-“

“DONT TOUCH ME”

Daryl quickly ran across the creek knowing that was his sister’s voice and relaxed knowing it’s not a walker or another person. But a raccoon? The fucking girl is fighting a raccoon.

“Y/N, you’re fine”

“DARYL HE STOLE FROM ME”

“I don’t think he did. But uh. He’s gonna make a good dinner” Daryl readies his crossbow and before he could fire, more noises were made causing Y/N to run off. “Motherfuck—-“

“Hold it”

The unknown man held his shotgun up at Daryl as he kept his crossbow steadied. He wasn’t going to take any chances either. If he shot, so was he. Then they’re both taken out of the picture. But given Y/N’s state of mind, some would say certain emotions were enhanced by the drugs, she wasn’t going to let her brother meet his maker by this unknown.

“Where did you come from?”

“Why should that matter? The woods is the woods and you scared my sister off”

“Your sister is the crackhead?” He questions and that comment only enraged Daryl.

“She AINT a crackhead. She’s fucking stoned. Did you touch her? Talk to her? How the fuck do you—-“

“She’s been running around in the goddamn woods by herself without her shoes. You expect me to believe she ain’t no crackhead? Granted I’ve seen a lot of weird shit. What’s next a nudist?”

“What the hell is your deal?!” Daryl snaps keeping his weapon up and in the corner of his eye he spotted Y/N sneaking up behind the unknown. But what he didn’t know was that Merle had been following him and given the situation, he raised his gun up high firing out of both their lines of sight.

Causing them to move their weapons out of view of the other. Leading to Y/N’s opportunity to swing the branch they got, knocking the man in the back of the head and onto the ground unconscious.

“Jesus Y/N”

“I DIDNT KILL HIM. IT DIDNT KILL HIM. HES GROANING. BREATHING. I DIDNT—-“ Y/N stopped her panicking when she heard a gasp behind her resulting in the brothers aiming their weapons and her quickly raising her hands up. “I did not kill your husband”

The woman that came through looked at the three confused before drawing her attention quickly to the man on the ground. She ran over dropping to her knees making sure what Y/N said earlier was true. He was in fact still breathing, he’ll have a killer headache by the end of this.

“Who the fuck are you?!”

“Oh well I’m Y—-“

“Shhhh ain’t gotta tell nobody who we are until we know you ain’t one of them…one of them. Uh”

“Bad bitches”

“I tell yea that once and it sticks in your brain in adulthood. What else do yea call bad guys?” Merle continued to struggle with the conversation with his sister as Daryl looks at the woman who was struggling to follow.

“They’re stoned. Mind yer business, tell us who you are and we’ll go from there”

“Lori. This is Shane and he ain’t gonna be happy when he’s fully up.” Lori frowns trying to get him to sit up when he was protesting at first. Y/N couldn’t help herself and help the stranger get Shane situated upright.

As Y/N rose to her feet she didn’t wait another second to start heading back to their camp. Daryl groans pushing Merle to follow their sister about to join him when he turned to the two once again.

“Yea alone?”

“No, we’ve got a camp…what are you doing out here?”

“Survivin’ what else?” Daryl put his crossbow on his back and that sparked something in Lori’s head.

“You hunters? All three of yea?”

“Yeah”

“Well when this guy gets clear again, where can I find yea?”

“Why?”

“See if we can help each other out. It is the end of the world.” Lori shot a reassuring smile as Daryl stood to ponder but there was pressing matters.

“I’ll think about it…” He states leaving on that note, and Lori was left a bit confused thinking he wouldn’t find them again. But he’s one hell of a tracker.

The middle Dixon half expected his siblings to struggle to go back to their camp, but to his surprised Merle was laying in the ground right beside Y/N staring up at the sky. Both seem to be lost in thought and Y/N temporarily snapped back when her shoes and jacket were dropped on her by Daryl.

“Thanks D”

“You’re the wander off kind of high” Daryl frowns sitting in the outdoor chair Merle was in earlier after setting his crossbow down.

“Gonna need a leash on her” Merle yawns a bit. “Not the sexy kind”

“Gross shut up” Y/N smacks Merle beside her hearing him groan as he rolls over to lay on his stomach in the dirt. “Everything is spinnin’”

Daryl frowns bringing himself out of the chair and kneeling beside her. “Like you might pass out or?”

“Such a worrywart” Merle groans into the dirt turning away from the two knowing Daryl is glaring at him.

“Don’t be a bitch Merle…and nah. Just spinnin’. Ain’t gonna…react bad” She sighs rubbing her eyes a bit as Daryl sat down on the ground staying close to her in case of anything.

As the night crawls in and the high was subsiding. Meaning Y/N was sober enough to help set up the can barrier with Daryl as Merle continued to lay in the dirt since he passed out after a while. The two stayed up a bit longer keeping their fire low and preparing the squirrels Daryl found before their high endeavors.

“Merle’s right yknow”

“About what? And that coming from you? Really is the end of the world” Daryl scoffs taking a bit of his portion, tossing the canteen to Y/N when she made grabby hands for it.

“You’re a worrywart, Dar”

“So what? I’m yer brother. Second nature to be”

“Yeah but you were more than a brother to me growing up. You and Merle may have not had the best role models growing up. But I did. I don’t think Merle would care hearing that you’re my favorite brother but you took care of me and made sure I was safe even with our bitch of a dad and moron of an older brother”

Part of him thought she was still stoned, granted she could be. But Y/N always thought that. Daryl’s the best big brother anybody could have.

________

“But I don’t wanna. Where are you gonna be?”

“Back at 1pm to pick yea up. Don’t matter beforehand”

“Matters to me…” Y/N pouts squeezing her brother’s hand not wanting to go to kindergarten as Daryl sighs letting go of her hand kneeling beside her. “Why can’t I stay with you?”

“Because you gotta learn something, and tell me all about it when I come and get yea. Alright? Can yea do that?”

“Love yea D”

“Love yea too, kid” Daryl smiles standing up about to leave when Y/N suddenly wrapped herself around his legs.

“Be safe please”

“I will, you know I promise yea”

________

“Yer my favorite too yknow”

“Uh…duh?” Y/N smiles tossing the canteen back before getting up to grab a blanket for Merle.

Leaving Daryl to relax a bit.

Thankful nothing happened to her

#cultofdixon #the walking dead #daryl dixon x reader #daryl dixon #PLATONIC #daryl dixon fanfiction

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imashoe69420 · 1 year

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Hey beautiful cutie! How's goin? Your day is going well? Drinking enough water? Pls say yes your body need it lol.

So,hear me out in this moment of realization that a had at 3:37AM because insomnia is a bitch. I had just read a fanfic in which the character had messed things up and had to go back to make up for it,but then i realized,i don't remenber seeing the reader in the place of the character so...

Rise!Leo x reader (female or neutral, your choise) who really messed up kinda BAD with him, she notices that she is in love with him (that thing when you just care about the thing when you lost the thing) and for fear to lose him forever, she go for it trying everything to make up for what she did and when she fixes things, she takes all her courage to ask him out.

Rella angst with some comfort and some fluffy and kissey kisses in the end 😌👌🏽

Thank you for the request (my first one)! Having a bit of writer’s block after finishing and revising my Rise!Leo X OC Part One series (which is scheduled to post for the most part), but I’m overall doing great!

I love the prompt and I hope I do it justice!

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Just Two Words

Summary: (Y/N) says something offensive to Leo and they try everything except two words that Leo had been looking for.

Pairing: Rise!Leo X Reader

Genre: Angst

Relationship: Ambiguous

Reader’s Pronouns: Gender Neutral (they/them)

Warnings ⚠️ : Dick-ish reader, strong language

• • •

(Y/N) had always been bad about apologizing. To them, any form of apology was admitting defeat or weakness, and no one defeats (Y/N). When they say or do something someone doesn’t like, they usually just laugh it off and continue with what they’re saying, but becomes annoyed when the person doesn’t reciprocate after the fact. They also did this with their own feelings: ignoring them or pushing them to the back of their mind and laughing as a result.

When (Y/N) hung out with Leo, they didn’t have to worry about hurting his feelings because he would always have something snarkier or ruder to say, sometimes sending a pang of irritation through their body. They didn’t think anybody could legitimately offend them, much less a walking talking turtle. But here they were sitting in (Y/N)’s bedroom floor, hysterically laughing at each other’s insults.

“No, because, you swing your sword like you’re carrying a ton of bricks. You should retire it if it’s too much to handle.” (Y/N) quipped.

“Maybe you should retire considering your massive Kroger coupon collection.” Leo referred to the time he found a binder full of expired coupons underneath their couch.

(Y/N) snorted, attempting to stifle their laughter. “Hey, that’s called being resourceful. You should try it considering how broke you are.”

“I’m a ninja.” He shrugged with a smirk on his face. “What do I need money for? At least I’m not spending daddy’s money like you.”

(Y/N) chuckled, the familiar pang hitting them in the chest. Time to up the ante. “At least I have a dad that cares about me enough to get his ass up off the couch to make me a few bucks.”

Leo’s cocky smirk faltered into a concerned half smile. “Hah… yeah…”

“And I don’t have a bunch of butt-ugly brothers running around. Especially the red one.” They continued, grinning all the while. “I mean, come on! I dunno about you but I’d totally end my shit if they were my brothers.”

The turtle furrowed his would-be eyebrows as (Y/N) went on, wondering what they’d meant by that. “What?”

“Y’know, like I’d”—they took their thumb and ran it across their neck one side to the other—“my shit. Or the fact that you only surface at night like a vampire or something. And when someone sees you, they’re like, ‘oh my god, look how ugly it is! Run, Susan! Go on without me!’” (Y/N) rolled onto their back, the only one in the room laughing.

Leo looked down at them before pretending to check his phone and see a message from Raph. “Hey. Bros need me. I gotta head home.” He stood up and headed towards the door.

“Aww, I didn’t hurt your feelings, did I?” (Y/N) coos sarcastically before resuming their laughter.

“‘Course not.” Leo spun around to face them. “Why would calling my dad a shitty parent and my brothers ugly hurt my feelings?”

They rolled their eyes and scoffed. “Calm down, they’re just jokes. You made fun of my dad, too.”

Leo didn’t feel like explaining himself. (Y/N) had pissed him off. Again. They have done this in the past, but he just went with it because he always had a comeback, but his family was off limits and he thought they would’ve respected that. He had only brought up their dad to insult their lack of personal funds, not to say he was a bad father or anything.

He didn’t know what their deal was, so the turtle quickly left the apartment, (Y/N) still laughing.

* * *

Over the next few days, Leo texted (Y/N) less and less. He had tried to remain cordial with them, but he couldn’t seem to shake their past comment about his family as well as the fact that they didn’t even feel bad about it.

(Y/N) tried to text Leo multiple times to hang out, but he would either say he was busy or just leave them on “read” hours after they initially sent the message. After a while, (Y/N) started to become lonely in their mom’s huge apartment. After the divorce, she was usually out working or with her friends while (Y/N)‘s father would stop by once or twice a week to asking how their day was, give them money, then leave.

They didn’t want to admit it, but they missed Leo. (Y/N) pretended that they weren’t sure why he had stopped talking to him, but they knew it was because they had once again “gone too far”. It was annoying that Leo took it the way he did when all they were doing was joking. They didn’t actually think Leo had a shit dad or shit brothers. Leo had to have known that since (Y/N) had hung out with them when he wasn’t around, so why was he so pissed? He was the only person that understood their snark, and sometimes that pang of insecurity would make their heart race and their cheeks flush.

He would tease them about their red face, saying something along the lines of “you’re the only person I know that gets flustered after being insulted”. But it wasn’t just the insults that would embarrass them. It was the cleverness of them and the smirk that was plastered on Leo’s face during his delivery.

They could sit here and feel bad for themselves all night, but they decided to go downtown and get him a “Peace” talisman he could attach to the handle of his sword. After they’d purchased it and returned back home, they texted Leo to come over. I have a surprise for you!, they said, hoping for that to get his attention. Hours passed and it didn’t seem like he was going to text back until (Y/N)‘s phone went off. Ok, see u in 5, he’d replied.

The mutant turtle soon arrived and entered through (Y/N)’s bedroom window. He didn’t even try to quip or tell a lame joke. His face just held an unamused expression. “Can we hurry with this? I got things to do.”

“So impatient, yeesh,” (Y/N) chuckles. Leo didn’t laugh like he usually did. They awkwardly chuckle and grabs the box containing the talisman off their bed and offers it to him. “I got you a present!”

Leo takes the box and lifts the top. He grabs the talisman, a question on his face.

“Guess what it says!” (Y/N) said quickly.

An awkward silence filled the room as the turtle stares at them blankly.

“Uh… it means peace.” They rocked on their heels back and forth. “Like, a truce? Between us?”

Leo sucked his teeth and sighed before placing the talisman back in the box. “Thanks but no thanks. I gotta go.”

The turtle turned to go back out the window, but (Y/N) grasped onto his shoulder to stop him. “Wait, wait, uhm…” they looked around their room and their eyes landed on their PS4. “W-we could finish Detroit: Become Human! Even though you totally got Markus shot by the police, we could finish out Kara and Connor.”

Leo rolled his eyes at their casual dig and gently pushed their hand off his shoulder. “I already told you I was busy. We can do it next time.”

“But when is next time gonna be?” (Y/N) asked a little too speedily. “Er—I mean—you like, don’t even text me anymore so like, how’re we gonna finish it? Since it’s like, our game and all.”

He shrugged before leaping out the window and into the night.

God, why does he have to be so difficult?, (Y/N) thought, it’s not like I meant all that stuff…

They went over to the window to close it, but was suddenly overcome with guilt. Even though they didn’t mean it, their joke affected Leo in a way they didn’t intend. If they had known that joke would’ve ruined their relationship, they wouldn’t have said it. There was one thing they hadn’t tried; something they hated more than anything else. But if it would get Leo to wipe their slate clean, they didn’t feel like they had much of a choice.

“I can’t believe I’m doing this.” (Y/N) mumbled before sticking their head out the window and calling out to the turtle. “Leo!”

To their luck, he had stayed on the fire escape after getting distracted by a game on his phone. He jumped when they yelled, almost dropping his phone. He leaned over the railing and stared down at them.

“What?”

(Y/N) gulped nervously. “I-I… I don’t wanna fight with you anymore. I didn’t mean anything I said that time and you know that. It didn’t mean anything.”

A half smile slowly returned onto his face as he dropped down onto the railing next to them. “Do I?”

“Ugh…” (Y/N) groaned. “Yes! You do! I literally have hung out with them before with and without you. And I’ve told you Splinter was chill, too.”

After a few seconds of silence, Leo held his hands out protruded his neck. “So, is that it?”

“Uh… no,” (Y/N) looked off to the side. “Like, everything has been so boring with you, like, not really talking to me and it kinda sucks ‘cuz like… you’re the only person I really talk to like that. And you’re like, funny or whatever. Prolly the easiest person I’ve talked to, but that’s besides the point.”

“What’s the point then?” Leo raised an eyebrow.

(Y/N) could feel their cheeks warming despite the cool night breeze. “I-I… I’m not sorry for joking, but I’m sorry for making fun of your family. And making you feel bad. It’s just like, you’re really cool and maybe I wanna hang out with you more ‘cuz—well—for reasons I won’t disclose. I’m sorry, okay? Now will you forgive me?” They’d never stuttered worse and honestly they’d wished for a moment that this whole thing was a dream.

Leo chuckled a bit before seizing (Y/N)’s hand. He lifted it to his face and pressed a kiss against the back of their hand. “Just the two words I was looking for.”

(Y/N) blushed madly as he then winked at them. “Well—good. Can you come inside now so we can finish the game? I know you aren’t actually busy.”

“I guess. Also, you pressured me into charging at the police, so it’s really your fault Markus died.” He accused them once he came back into the room.

They turned their PS4 on and shot a look at him. “But you pressed the button. So it’s your fault.”

Leo allowed (Y/N) to sit on his lap throughout the second half of the game, his arm around their shoulders as he held the controller in front of the both of them.

(Y/N) still hated the process of apologizing to others, but the results sure were sweet.

• • •

This oneshot had me stressed bc I made a completely different story and then Tumblr glitched and didn’t save 🥲 so I had to redo it. But I hope you guys liked it!

Stay safe!

-Han7a

#fanfic #rottmnt #rottmnt donnie #rottmnt fluff #rottmnt leo #rottmnt leo x reader #rottmnt raph #rottmnt reader insert #x reader #rise donnie x reader #rise leo #rise leo x reader

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killemwithkawaii · 2 years

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Goretober 2022 Day 19: One Mans Trash

[BEGIN TRANSCRIPT]

The fourth time we met, I found them sitting in a box.

I’d been going through the motions for around… 4,000 years then, I think? It was getting harder and harder to keep track of the exact number….

I’d been doing my usual thing- hopping, living, fighting, dying, hopping again… it was… getting a little boring, if I’m being honest. Things were starting to get repetitive and blur together... I was having a hard time keeping details straight. Most of the time it really didn’t matter, though. People just thought I was kinda spacy, or that I was making some sort of joke when I didn’t know about some huge thing in the current-universe zeitgeist… I learned not to get myself down about it. How was I supposed to know when nobody had bothered to tell me? It was interesting to see the different things people could come up with, anyway- I was always receptive to retrying something that was the same, but a little different, just to mix up the monotony of immortality…. Well, almost always…. You get what I mean.

[chuckling] Larry gave me such a hard time when I didn’t know what they- it, was....

Lisa had called us up at the house and told us that she was cleaning out the lost and found box for the apartments, and if we wanted to, we could come look through it before she chucked it in the church donation bin. We weren’t about to pass up free stuff, so we went to sift through the trash and see if we couldn’t find some novelty treasures.

There was a lot of what you’d expect in there- some old moth-ridden coats and hats, cheap umbrellas, a few mismatched shoes and random papers… we thought our quest would be fruitless, until we dug to the very bottom and saw a pair of heart-shaped keychains sitting together in the dust.

“Oh, shit, no way! Check it out…!”

Larry plucked one of the keychains out of the box. It was purple with a small, bat-shaped charm attached to the loop mounted in the side.

“I haven’t seen one of these things in forever!”

“What is it?”

“Dude, come on…”

“What? What is it?”

“...It’s an S.O., dude….”

“An ‘ess oh’…?”

I picked up the one that Larry had left in the box and turned it over. Its scuffed-up plastic shell was pink with white buttons, and it had a little scratched up screen in the middle. There was a strawberry-shaped charm attached to the loop mounted in the side.

It looked… really familiar….

“You can’t be serious, man… It’s an S.O.- you know, a ‘simulated other’...? They were the big thing around Christmas a few years ago…?”

I’d only been hanging around in that timeline for about a year at that point, so I wasn’t up-to-speed on the hot holidays trends of seasons past.

“Uh… oh yeah, I think I’ve heard of those…”

He rolled his eyes and then looked his over for a second.

“Dude,” Larry snickered, “… let’s start em up, it’ll be hilarious…”

“Uh, okay…?”

I watched Larry tap on the heart-shaped button below the screen. A sing-song tone played. He tapped one of the side buttons. Another tone. A few seconds later, he threw his head back with a laugh.

“Holy shit, awesome! I got me a keeper, bro, look-”

He turned the keychain around to show me. There was a little pixelated bust of a bored-looking girl with heavy eyeliner and choppy, blunt-cut bangs bobbing on the screen. A speech bubble with a skull, then ellipses, then a purple heart came from its mouth.

“Ahaha, got me a hot goth g.f. on the first try! Nice…” I had to admit, she did look like his type, in a lot of different timelines….

“Alright Sally, your turn. Let’s see what ya get…~”

I imitated what I’d watch him do with my own keychain. I tapped the heart-shaped button, a sing-song tone played, and a selection screen came on:

It's been a while!

>Continue

>New Game

Larry told me to select a new game. I did. The S.O. icon faded in and stayed in place for a second. When the ellipses beneath it reached four dots, another tone played, and a little pixelated bust appeared on the screen. It had dark hair, styled in braids, pale skin, huge eyes with long lashes, a little button nose, a big crooked smile with two pixels that I assumed served as lip piercings…

A speech bubble with an exclamation point, then a heart, then scrolling text came from its mouth.

Deja vu came over me. My heart fluttered and my stomach sank. I realized then why the keychain looked so familiar.

The text read:

Hi, I’m Mitch, your new S.O.! It’s nice to meet you 💕

>Continue

>New game

…. There they-.... it was….. I’d found them again, in a sense… they had been waiting for me right under my nose, sitting in the dark, and now, they were right here, in the palm of my hand… [traces his palm with his fingers]

Larry looked at the screen and said, “Hey, she’s kinda cute… you wanna keep her, or do you wanna try it again?”

He had no idea how loaded that question was….

“Uh, yeah, I’m… I think I’m gonna stick with this one.”

“Nice. Ha, look at us- we have giiiirlfriends now! Ahahah…” He dangled his S.O. by the chain and laughed, jingling it around like the toy it was.

“Dude, we can go on fuckin’, like, ‘double dates’ and stuff, show off our ‘ladies’… oh man, this is gonna be a riot…”

I said, “Yeah, this’ll be… a lot of fun.”

I cradled my S.O.-... I cradled Mitch, in my hands, and held it as gently, and as firmly, as I could. I wiped a little of the grime from its screen, and another heart emoji came from its mouth….

It was them, and as usual, it felt the same… just a little different.

[END TRANSCRIPT]

#goretober2022 #the staycation 🏡💙#videogame!mitch #tw unreality #tw death #tw unsanitary #tw objectification #meet the fishers

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im-sleepdeprived · 2 years

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please don’t say you love me

wc: 1,625

pairing: peter parker x reader

a/n: soooo i finally made a masterlist but i can’t decide if i should pin it or just link it in my bio😭 also i actually really like this fic which is saying a lot bc i have extremely high standards for my writing (inspired by gabrielle aplin’s song “please don’t say you love me” !!!)

warnings: mentions of breakup, 50% angst, 50% fluff (idk bro roll with it)

peter was the epitome of a gentlemen. he always made sure you were comfortable with whatever he was planning, from dates, to staying up late on rooftops (he always had to ask if you were tired yet). and you knew he would never do anything to intentionally hurt you. but isn't that what you thought before? no one could ever really tell, could they?

"well i think the prequel is the best," peter stated matter of factly.

"LIAR," you gasped, "oh my god peter, and here i was thinking you actually had taste." you rolled your eyes and he faked a hurt expression, hand flying to his chest.

"hey y/n, ouch. don't forget, even i have feelings."

"whatever."

you giggled as peter threw one of the couch pillows at you. you loved hanging out with him like this, no pressure, just each of you goofing off.

"i'm just saying, i don't know if i can date someone who chooses the absolute WORST star wars movie as their favorite!" you threw your hands up in defense but peter seemed interested in something else.

"wait so are we dating?" he asked curiously.

oh. my. god. you did not just say that. yes you did and he heard it. you really couldn't breathe in that moment. the embarrassment you felt was so overwhelming. sure you and peter had been out with each other a couple times but neither of you ever put a label on it. and the fact that you were the first one to do it shocked not only you, but peter too. you both knew how weary you were about relationships ever since him. he had broken your heart. left you like you were nothing but a rusty penny in the rain. and after almost two years together, no less.

peter had been sure to tread lightly around this 'thing' you two had going on. he wanted it, so bad. but he wasn't about to scare you off right when you started to open up again. he remembered you after the break up and it hurt his heart when he thought of it. red eyes, blotchy cheeks, you even lost weight which made him worry about you even more. you stopped taking care of yourself completely. only thinking of two things, 'how' and 'why'. how could he leave so easily? why did he do it? did you do something wrong? was it your fault? what could you have changed?

it hurt him to see you doubting yourself so much. you had shut everyone out, even your parents were worried, reaching out to peter to please come check up on you. and after about a week of him with you non-stop, you actually talked a little more than your usual mumbling s of 'yes' or 'no'. and with even longer,you began to smile again, real smiles.

he knew you were taking it easy now when it came to dating which is what held him back. there were moments where he could've sworn he felt so much adoration for you that he wanted to drop down and propose to you right then and there. but even he knew that was just straight up crazy.

"i- uh, i mean, um i don't know. if you don't wanna label it-it's totally fine peter, i understand." you stuttered but he was grinning ear to ear.

he leaned in a little, "i mean, i'd love to officially call you my girlfriend even if you do bully my movie taste a little."

you threw your head back laughing and when you looked back at him, you saw nothing but pure love on his expression. it was a little too familiar but you pushed those thoughts away. you had to move on and peter was the perfect person to do that with. he would never rush you or push you over the edge. he'd hold your hand during everything and you knew you'd do the same for him, should he ever need it.

you, too, leaned forward, your noses almost touching, "well, you gotta admit, i kinda have the right after what you just said about the prequel."

he scoffed, despite his growing smile, "there you go again, y/n/n, always picking on me!" you grinned at his nickname for you, it never failed to give you butterflies.

"well i can't help it my boyfriend is so adorable when he gets ticked off."

peter leaned in, closing the gap between you and it felt so right. so right, you could almost feel the cracks in your heart mending themselves. almost.

you were over at the parkers' today. it had been a little over a month since you two made it official and things were still going smoothly. you just hoped peter didn't jump anything big on you while you were least expecting it.

you and peter had decided to have a study session. which, in reality, was just you both cuddling on his bed.

so here you were, laying in his bed, on your back with his head on your chest as your hands went through his syrup-colored curls. you always admired his hair, it was so soft whenever he left it without product (which you always begged him to do, and some days, he would conveniently forget to gel it, loving how happy you got and how you always played with it).

"you know," he mumbled, voice full of sleep. you were glad he couldn't see you blush, how did he always sound so hot? "i'm gonna fall asleep if you keep doing that," he finished.

"well than get up loser," you laughed and he shifted his head up just to pout at you. you tapped his bottom lip while it was jutted out causing him to scrunch up his nose. which just made you laugh more.

suddenly his face lit up and and he sat up from your embrace. now it was your turn to pout. he didn't seem to notice though.

"hey i have an idea!" and by how excited he looked, you could tell he really liked this idea he had. which worried you slightly because, as amazing as he is, peter doesn’t alway have the best ideas.

you raised an eyebrow while he reached over you to his nightstand to grab his phone. he shuffled through it while you just waited, curious to see what had woken him up so abruptly.

soon, you heard a familiar tune playing out his speaker. 'lover' by taylor swift, one of your favorite songs, you had told him that in one of your late-night-rooftop-talks and it meant a lot to you that he remembered.

peter quickly stood up in front of you and held his hand out to you, "may i have this dance?" he asked with a slight blush and a sheepish grin playing on his lips.

you smiled softly, "of course you may."

you put your hand in his while he gently pulled you up to his chest and lowered his hands to your waist while you brought your hands up behind his neck.

"remember the first time we danced together like this?" peter asked quietly.

you nodded, a smile tugging at you lips at the memory.

junior year homecoming. your boyfriend was out of town that weekend but ned, peter, and m.j. had convinced you to still go to the dance. you had a lot of fun, raiding the buffet table with mj and betty and taking photos in the rented photo booth with the gang. but when a slow song started playing, you sat on the bleachers, a little down you had no one to dance with. that was, until peter came up to ask you to dance with him. he had stepped on your toes a little but you didn't mind. you laughed with him while he whispered funny things he noticed into your ear. flash casually trying to rest his hand on his dates butt or abe from decathlon buttoning his jacket up to cover some spilled punch.

you had a great time that night, he even walked you home. and you supposed you always had some sort of infatuation with peter, even before you got together.

and you were happy you two finally did it, it was about time. but you still wanted to take it slow. you didn't want to force anything to happen, you didn't want to rush it. that had happened to you once before and you had both seen how that turned out. you weren't fond of the idea of going through all that again. after all, under pressure even the most precious things can break.

the songs came to an end but you and peter kept swaying, your head on his chest as you listened to the beat of his heart. this was enough for you. you were content and whole.

"y/n," peter said in his beautifully soft voice.

you hummed in response, still a little dazed. but when you looked up to meet his eyes, they were overflowing with emotion.

come on, don't do it. peter, don't ruin what we have going on so perfectly. just. leave. it.

"i love you."

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nkatr84 · 2 years

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She Hulk Episode 1

Here we go! She Hulk’s first episode dropped. Everyone is complaining how fast paced the episode was and how quickly Jen adapted to the Hulk powers. But I think that was the point? Like Jen strikes me as someone who overcompensates a lot. And like she has a psychological need to be the best at everything. To the point where it makes her smug and arrogant. She is a lawyer after all…And I feel like her real character arch isn’t going to be learning to accept the fact she’s a superhero but that she does need to be humble and empathetic. Like her cousin Bruce was so excited to share his hero’s journey and experience with her but she kept dismissing him. I mean he kept mentioning all his friends that he clearly misses and Jen kept bugging him about when she could get back to work? Like Dude. Don’t just tell your cousin he’s projecting his trauma (which he was, she was right about that) but read the room! He’s lonely and needs someone who understands what it’s like. He had that for a while with the Avengers but most of them are gone or moved on. She’s going to go back to that island.

Another reason I think her arch is about her learning empathy is because we see from the trailer she’s going to become a celebrity because she’s a Hulk. I think this is all going to go to her head. And I think someone is going to use that against her. Like that supervillain Titania just happened to attack a courtroom a future Avenger is in? Nuh Uh. Something’s shady about that. Mark my words.

Meanwhile they confirmed Science Bros and Steve Rogers did not die a virgin. However I don’t buy that story about Steve hooking up with a random showgirl. Even if he was a skinny asthmatic you can’t tell me any girl would look at that face and not fall for those baby blues.

I think Steve told the guys a story they’d want to hear. Plus I’d think it’d be hilarious if Jen meets Bucky later and asks which showgirl Steve lost his virginity to. And Bucky goes, “He didn’t lose his virginity on the USO tour. He lost his virginity on our prom night.” And Jen and Bruce both go, “What!?”

#disney #disney +#marvel #tv thoughts #she hulk #bruce banner #steve rogers #steve rogers is not a virgin #btw I saw that sneaky Oscar Issacs reference Marvel #now put Moon knight back in the opening credits

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matthewzane · 1 year

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That One Time I Got Mugged

Bare with me.

I’ve been to a lot of places around the country, and a few international excursions. I’ve had amazing, mostly safe, uplifting experiences overall in my travels and longer term residences. I currently live in Dayton, Ohio… Of all the various places I’ve experienced, Dayton seems to be the only place that has ever had a personal problem with me.

I’ve had the worst experiences of my somewhat short life in Dayton, Ohio. However, if my life was some sort of streaming service original drama, my worst experiences make the best episodes. This is certainly one of those episodes.

It was winter. Deep Ohio Winter - fuckin ugly winter. Somehow everything is wet, but your skin dries out into cracks. Just dead Fargo-throw-me-in-a-tree-chipper G-d fuckin winter. hard, grey snow is sprayed all over the downtown Dayton area like some sort of frozen celestial ejaculate. There’s patches of ice, lying in wait, ready to ruin your day and bust your hips, knees, and ass right out their designated areas. Dayton is noticeably littered with varied sized graveyards filled with, I suspect, victims of the insufferable winters.

At this point in my life, I was shrinking my carbon footprint… by not having a car. So I would walk to and from work. My walk home was Often with an adult beverage or two to keep warm company. This particular period of my life was fraught with disharmony and dread, taking many different forms. I may or may not have had developed a common, though entirely unhealthy, coping mechanism during all this. They should really warn you about the addictive nature of alcohol, gee whiz.

The walk was not exactly a safe path, particularly when the elements add to the trail difficulty. So, I’m usually looking over my shoulder, while trying not to slip every five feet. However, on this seemingly ordinary Tuesday, two blocks from my house, I encountered a person “in need.” Had I not been under the influence, I may have spotted a few red flags at a more beneficial time.

“Heeey bro!” I heard from across the street. Being male and likely the ‘bro’ in question, I turned to address the voice. It belonged to a very skinny, scabby faced, 20 something Midwestern metropolis drifter. He had a big grey backpack, definitely not filled with school supplies. He was also sporting An oddly spotless white puffer coat, and one of those flappy beanies with the with the Double braids. His pants and shoes were covered in house paint, adding to the mystery of the pristine coat. He could be The spokesperson for loose cigarettes. I couldn’t see any skin, but I’d be willing to bet actual money he had an ICP Hatchetman tattoo somewhere on his body.

“You live around here?” He continued.

I’m not drunk, but I’m loose.

“Yeah man!” I answer.

“Cool, I’m looking for my boy, lil joker’s house. You know him?”

I am not on first name basis with any Lils at the moment, unfortunately. Which is what I should have said to the man, and continued walking. But that wouldn’t be a story.

“I can look up the address for you, bro!” I instead said as I then crossed the street towards the drifter. I whipped my phone out, excited to help a lost stranger - get a couple karma points.

“Thanks man, yo you got a dollar for the bus or a cigarette or something?”

I didn’t know the bus took cigarettes as fare - is what I should have said and continued walking to home.

“Nah, I don’t smoke and all I have is 20s.” I instead answered, still under the delusion I’m having a neighborly chat.

“Cool, Cool, so… you wanna buy some crystal then?”

Hm, that escalated quickly, I thought. Before I could say “Crystal what?” My bag was off my shoulder, my phone gets pimp-slapped into a pile of snow, and I have a small gun pointed at my face.

“Wallet! I’m takin yer shit, n****r!” The drifter yelled, with a sudden hick drawl.

You should probably know, both characters in this scene are in fact, Caucasian. I, a cis gendered, straight white American man, was called the full, hard R, n-word by another cis gendered, (assumably) straight, white American man. If you assumed the drifter was a black man, let that be your personal take away from this story and end your racist ways.

I’m stunned, so he just reaches into my back pocket and takes my wallet, pushing me into the street. He now has two backpacks on one arm, my wallet in one hand, little gun in the other, and a coat on that is definitely three sizes too big. He takes two steps back onto the sidewalk to count those 20s I generously mentioned earlier.

You don’t react in these types of situations how you ever hope you will. I would have liked to tell you that I disarmed the junkie, knocked his remaining teeth in, and reclaimed my items, John Wick style. Instead, still on my ass in the street, I squeak out: “can I just have my ID back? I like the picture on that one.”

We all want to be Ray Leotta, but usually end up Michael Cera.

In a fun twist, as the drifter shuffles backwards one more step, he slips on a patch of ice and gloriously eats the pavement. It couldn’t have been a more perfect fall had Johnny Knoxville written it (consider this my pitch for Jackass 5, Johnny). When he hits the ground, The gun goes off in an unknown direction, which silenced the part of me thinking it was unloaded or a toy. The two backpacks he was holding had twisted the fella around into a shitty yoga pose. From the ground, he turns his head to me and yells through actual tears: “don’t look at me! Don’t! Just - Just run, n****r!”

I graciously obliged, got up and ran home. There is no self defense class that could have possibly prepared one for the specifics of this scenario. I’ve checked. There is not a YouTube video about what to do when your attacker hurts themselves and starts crying, but still continues to use inaccurate racial slurs against you.

Of course, it was the best outcome of a mugging possible. Other than maybe not getting mugged. I made it out alive, uninjured, and experienced an enlightening hate crime simulation.

I still wonder if he was so high that he thought I was actually a black man. I also still wonder if he’s called the wrong person the n-word yet.

For the record, I don’t use this story as an excuse to sing n***a in rap songs. Though, I suppose the argument could be made that I’m using it in written form because those stars aren’t fooling you, you know what it says and you’re saying it to yourself as you read it - but again, that’s also on you as the reader.

I didn’t call the police. I didn’t want to further complicate an already over complicated situation, and my mind was having a hard time accepting what had just happened, actually happened. He was obviously in a desperate spot and the last thing we need is another poor soul entered into the penal system.

That, and he stole my phone.

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praphit · 2 years

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“TG Maverick”: The Kool-Aid

I had no intention of seeing this movie. I saw the trailer. I thought to myself - "Here's another sequel that's decades too late". But, the first movie is a classic, and those fans were excited, so good for them. Then, early in the week for the opening, I saw that RT gave it 95%.

"What?!"

People, and I say this respectfully, 1986 "Top Gun" (classic as it may be) is NOT a good movie. I know that's blasphemous. I'm sorry. This isn't a sitch where I remembered the movie fondly, but when I watched it again, it stunk. I remember, as a kid, thinking this movie was bad; the whole experience, really:

Trying to fit-in with kids (and those older) who were true delusional fans of the film. I remember the video games being bad. I remember the arcade game being bad. I can remember other games trying to be like "Top Gun" arcade games. Some of these games had the realistic components of what it's like to be in a jet. You'd climb in, strap in, pay however much it was to start the game. But, it always ended the same for me - the contraption awkwardly jerking around, while I stare confused at the screen, I couldn't hit anybody with my missiles, and as I question why I'm even playing this game (that I clearly hate) I'd get blown up.

TOP GUN! :)

So, again I say "What?!"

I thought, well, it's early... surely it'll go down to reality once the movie comes out (subconsciously wanting it to fail? - maybe? Idk. I just need the world to make sense). Nope. It came out and it's now 97% from critics and 99% from fans.

"WHAT?!" Is it because of Memorial Day (patriotism and all)? Is the cult fan base that strong that it has infiltrated the critics? A friend of mine went to see it. He came back and reported to me "Dude, this might be the best movie of the year."

I replied "Get the bleep out of here! Are you bleeping with me?! Did the Scientologists drug your popcorn? It just can't be!"

I LOVE Tom Cruise, but... it can't be.

So, I rewatched "Top Gun". Correction, I tried to rewatch it, thinking maybe it wasn't as bad as I remember it. People, it's worse than I remember it. I couldn't finish (and that's with me fast forwarding through parts).

It's a movie about pilots risking their lives to be the best. That's it. There was a homoerotic volleyball scene that comes out of nowhere. I don't care about the oily-man-energy juice that's splashing about in all directions, but it should lead to something.

The main characters - Maverick and Iceman really want to bang each other, but they never do (very disappointing:). And the dialogue.... ugh... painful. I couldn't merely fast forward, I had to drink booze while doing so; it was that bad at parts.

I just don't understand. 97%?! People, I lost sleep over this. I had to see it for myself.

I get to the theater and I'm disheveled. The success of this sequel had been haunting me.

I'm looking around at a crowd that I'm not used to. Normally, I'm rolling with the horror, action, and comic book geeks. This was a different vibe. Not as bad as I thought it would be. I expected people waving American flags in the back, and military bro's gushing over the jets and chest-bumping throughout; none of that happened :) There were a handful of proud, patriotic coughers (not sure if their throats were caked in old person goo or disease, but you know the type of coughers I'm talking about ; )

We start out with Tom Cruise (Maverick) - smoldering, showing off his muscles, soaked in that oily-man-energy juice. Then, he started getting dressed, combing his hair, brushing his perfect teeth.... this is when I realized that the movie hadn’t started yet. This was Tom's everyday routine. He was eating something healthy. I don't remember what it was... sliced apples and oatmeal, maybe... with a lil bit of crack sprinkled on top. Then, he jumped on his bike, and rode like a bat out of hell... off to do some crazy stunt shit.

When the movie does start there's an actual mission this time. There's a uranium enrichment facility that our enemy has, that has gotz to go! Problem is, it's a suicide mission. Maverick has gotta come in and train the best of the best pilots. Ed Harris (no one plays no-nonsense, crotchety old white man quite like him) was going to stop Maverick, but failed.

(he smells fun, and he doesn’t like it)

Jon Hamm (who plays... imagine a substitute teacher, who knows that the class is really bad, so he overcompensates by cramming extra sticks up his butt to intimidate the students) hates Maverick, so he's like "Anybody but him!" Which honestly, makes sense. Would you want to put your career and lives of your pilots in the hands of a man named "Maverick"?

But, they can't stop him, cuz he's Tom Cruise! - and his charm and talent will always prevail.

His charm had me from the jump. The intensity of the mission and the training for the missions had me, immediately.

Jennifer Connelly was up in here

Val (Iceman) was back!

The homoeroticism was back!, but it made sense this time.

(Miles Teller - making us all wanna get shirtless and dance)

Kenny Loggins was back!

While I still looked disheveled, I did not feel that way anymore. I was all in. Everyone in that theater was all in. You could feel the people uniting in spirit as the film went on. We were all one (even the proud, patriotic coughers).

I realized that this wasn't the same Tom from the 80's, who participated in that horrible "classic". This is "Jerry Maguire" Tom. This was Mission Impossible Tom. This is Jack Reacher Tom. THIS Tom.... say what you will about his personal life, but THIS Tom knows something about captivating an audience.

There's weight and stakes to this sequel:

The background people had soul. The last movie, the bg people were just there to look 80's. There's beef between Maverick and Miles Teller's character (Goose) that's real and plays out in a real way. There's kind of a Mr Miyagi to Karate Kid thing happening between Maverick and the pilots. It's got breaking the rules, BUT doing so to do what's right. It's wholesome and yet dangerous. There's the weight of the risk that the pilots are taking; in just practice!

I'm a musician. I've ran some militant band practices, but no one was ever at risk of dying.

J. Conn brings in some family element.

Some old time dating. Some might make fun of a "sex scene" between Connelly and Cruise. Some might say it's too Hallmark. Shame on you, people. Not every sex scene needs to be kinky! This wasn't just any sex scene - this was about love, passion, freedom, life, redemption... this was about America. If you can't tell, at this point, I had plunged my whole head into the Kool-Aid punch bowl, and took all of the gulps.

Afterwards, there was pillow talk with Tom (great idea for a show). As she stares into those shiny, perfect teeth of his. Then, there's a battle, with Tom Cruise by your side. He makes you laugh, he makes you scared... then confident, and then you feel like a badass, cuz you know Tom muthableepin Cruise is on your side. There's teamwork. There's forgiveness! And the dialogue didn't make me want to drink!

People I love this movie!

This ain't nostalglia. This is them taking 30 plus years to get the action, production, and writing perfect. From the action scenes to the heartfelt scene, they never miss.

I get it now - with Comic book movies getting darker,

comedy getting canceled,

and the world generally being terrible at every turn, we all needed a movie designed to make us cheer, believe, and feel good. I haven't felt this good even in CHURCH in a while.

A+

That's not a typo. I'm one of them now. I said "A PLUS!"

Sitting next to my friend in the theater, with all kinds of emotions coursing through me.... all I could say (while holding back a tear of joy) was

"Tom muthableepin Cruise."

Walking out of the movie, I'm fist pumping and celebrating with the patriotic bro's and proud coughers. I'm confident that the power of Cruise's smile will keep us all from getting sick.

I got in the car and shouted "Tom Muthableepin Cruise! BLEEP!"

I see clearly now (at least at the time of writing this... by the time y'all read this, my cynicism may have returned).

That's my testimony.

I'm not sure how to end this post; I'm still on this high. There's still a chance that the Scientologists did drug my popcorn. And that you might see me in the next Netflix Docuseries about their church. You might see me hugging Tom, bringing him some coffee, admiring his sips, and being inspired.

Tom muthableepin Cruise.

#TopGunMaverick #johnpraphit #praphitproductions.com #TopGun #TomCruise #Scientology #Praphit #Inspiration #Believe #Patriotism #RottenTomatoes #MovieReviews #JenniferConnelly #JonHamm #EdHarris #Action #Feelgood

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BnHA Chapter 322: IF I COULD TURN BACK TIME

Previously on BnHA: Endeavor was all, “Kirishima please take Hagakure and Aoyama and put them away somewhere out of sight until we’re finally ready for the U.A. Traitor Plot.” Shouto was all “HEY DEKU DID IT EVER OCCUR TO YOU THAT MAYBE YOU WANDERING THE STREETS LOOKING LIKE A GOTH PRAYING MANTIS IS EXACTLY WHAT AFO WANTS.” Deku was all “I’M SORRY I CAN’T HEAR YOU OVER THE SOUND OF MY CRUSHING MARTYR COMPLEX AND ACCUMULATED TRAUMA.” Mineta was all “HEY DEKU YOU SWEET THANG, IF I COULD REARRANGE THE ALPHABET I’D PUT ‘U’ AND ‘I’ TOGETHER, ANYWAYS HMU 💖”, or at least that’s what fandom apparently thought he said. Everyone was all “WELL SINCE WE’RE BACK HERE IN KAMINO WE SHOULD DO THE THING” and did the whole “launching someone into the air to save someone by dramatically grabbing their hand” thing that everybody fucking loves to do in Kamino so damn much. Iida was all “[bombards me and Deku with feels].” Deku was all, “ू(ʚ̴̶̷́ .̠ ʚ̴̶̷̥̀ ू).” I was all, “(;*△*;).” Horikoshi was all, “my work here is done.”

Today on BnHA:

oh my god.

so I finally went back to look at what I wrote up for 321 last week, and it’s a hot fucking mess lol, and I really don’t want to deal with that right now, so we’re just gonna skip it and go back sometime in the next few days or something because I really want to read the new chapter and I have no self control. I’M SORRY IIDA

oh my god he’s breaking out the narration word bubbles oh my god. shit is about to get epic isn’t it

has there ever been a chapter that opened with these that WASN’T epic? serious question. anyways all aboard the Feels Express I guess

YEP

I saved a bunch of other crying kaomojis when I was looking for ones to use in the “previously on” summary, and right now it’s looking like that was a good fucking decision you guys. if I’m going to be an emotional wreck I might as well do it in style ʕ ಡ ﹏ ಡ ʔ

AND BY THE WAY!!

SHOULD I JUST THANK HORIKOSHI NOW AND SAVE MYSELF SOME TIME LATER. THE MAN ALWAYS FUCKING DELIVERS WHAT ELSE CAN I FUCKING SAY GODDAMN. IS IT TOO EARLY TO DECLARE THIS MY NEW FAVORITE CHAPTER? I SHOULD PROBABLY READ FURTHER THAN ONE PAGE BUT I’VE JUST GOT A FEELING

(ETA: it’s like. maybe my second favorite lol. A HUG WOULD HAVE PUT IT IN FIRST, I’M JUST SAYING.)

anyway so Ochako is releasing Iida, which is actually hilarious, because idk if you all know this but Iida can’t fucking fly you guys

like, I assume Ochako released him because she already knew that Kirishima was in place to catch him, but I really love this split-second of panic on Iida’s part where he’s all “HMM, IS OCHAKO TRYING TO KILL ME, ACTUALLY”

LOL THERE’S A THOOM AND EVERYTHING

that’s some plus fucking ultra on Ochako’s part right there. “IF THEY DIE THEY DIE” goddamn girl did you leave your chill in the same locker as Momo or what

now poor Kiri is all “DAMMIT DEKU ARE YOU PASSED OUT OR WHAT, I DIDN’T GET TO TELL YOU MY THING GODDAMMIT”

oh my gosh he is curled up so small you guys oh my fucking lord

RESIDUAL “LOST CHILD” FEELS FROM LAST WEEK COMING IN FOR A LANDING!! PLEASE MAKE SURE YOUR SEATBACKS AND TRAY TABLES ARE IN THEIR UPRIGHT POSITIONS OMG ( ˚͈͈͈͈̥̆ ₍₎ ˚͈͈͈͈̥̆ )

LMAO IIDA IS TRYING TO CONFIRM THAT OCHAKO PLANNED FOR KIRISHIMA TO CATCH HIM, AND KIRISHIMA IS ALL “NOPE I’M JUST HERE BY CHANCE BRO”

Ochako is the U.A. Traitor confirmed. Hagakure I am so sorry I doubted you. Ochako get over here. so are you Toga now or what

anyway so now everyone is running over before Iida can react to this casual announcement of his attempted murder. and now Mina is taking her turn, and Horikoshi is all “HEY BTW IS MINA CRYING ON THE LIST OF THINGS THAT MAKE YOU CRY?” and of fucking course it is, you bastard. I’m not made of stone

( ɵ̥̥ ˑ̫ ɵ̥̥)

SLDKFJLSDKJ:LKWEJ

IS THIS THE PART WHERE I JUST START SCREAMING INCOHERENTLY FOR THE REST OF THE CHAPTER LOL. SURE FEELS LIKE WE ARE GETTING TO THAT TIME

OH MY GOD KACCHAN AHHHHH

I CAN’T OMG LOL I ALREADY GLANCED AT THE NEXT COUPLE OF PANELS, AND HE’S STARTING A WHOLEASS MONOLOGUE ABOUT ALL OF HIS DEKU FEELS AND OH MY GOD

“HERE YOU GO MAKESTE, A WHOLE CHAPTER OF ALL YOUR FAVORITE META TOPICS JUST THE WAY YOU LIKE THEM” THANK YOU HORIKOSHI YOU’RE A BRO (っ˘̩╭╮˘̩)っ

SLKASODIFALWKFLKJ

THEY’RE JUST DEKU AND KACCHAN. holy shit you guys. because oh my god, but it’s like when Deku was talking to the Vestiges about saving Tomura, and he turned into his little child self because his heart and intentions were so pure?? and it’s like that again, except that we’re seeing them as their child selves because that’s who they are to each other?? like, not that they actually see each other as children, but just, they can see past all of the stuff on the outside and see each other to their cores, to who they are inside, and when they look at each other they each simply see the other boy that they’ve known their whole entire life. idk?? does that make sense??? DOES ANY OF THIS EVEN MAKE SENSE I DON’T KNOW WHAT WORDS ARE ANYMORE I’M JUST SWIMMING IN FEELS OKAY. I’M TRYING HERE

they’re just boys, is what I’m trying to say, I guess. just Deku and Kacchan. all the walls are down, all the gaps are bridged, and all it is is the one boy reaching out and connecting with the other, and just,,, (꒦ິ⌓꒦ີ)

OH MY GOD [GRABBING YOUR SHOULDERS AND POINTING WORDLESSLY] !!!1LK1

DO YOU ALL KNOW WHAT THIS IS YOU GUYS

HOW PERFECTLY FUCKING RAD. WELL LET ME JUST ENJOY THESE LAST FEW SECONDS BEFORE MY LIFE IS FOREVER CHANGED, I GUESS

GOD

CAN HE EVEN SAY THAT??? IS THAT EVEN LEGAL??? IS HE EVEN FUCKING ALLOWED TO SAY THAT. WHAT IS HAPPENING

OH MY GOD!!! OH MY GOD!!! OH MY GOD!!!!!!

─=≡Σ((( つ ◕o◕ )つ

GET IN HERE, EVERYONE!!

Y’ALL HE REALLY DID IT. “BAKUGOU IS SUCH AN ASSHOLE HE HASN’T EVEN APOLOGIZED” WELL GUESS FUCKING WHAT. GUESS FUCKING WHAT, YOU GUYS!! LET’S FUCKING GOOOOO ((((／￣∇￣)／＼(￣∇￣＼)))) AHHHHHHHHHH

OHHHHHHHH

HEH. I’M ALREADY DEAD, HORIKOSHI, YOU BASTARD. DO YOUR WORST. GO ON

YOU CAN ALWAYS COUNT ON “US”, HE SAYS. ALONG WITH A BUNCH OF OTHER STUFF OMG. KACCHAN, YOU STUDIED!! YOU UNDERSTAND!! PREACH!!

OH NO!!

OH WAIT!!!!

LOL I GOT SCARED THERE FOR A SECOND BUT ANYWAY! EVERYONE GET IN HERE!!! GROUP HUG!!! OR WAIT, NO, WHAT ABOUT -- [GRABS YOUR COLLAR URGENTLY] YOU DON’T THINK -- COULD THEY POSSIBLY -- !!!!!!

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

ARE YOU GONNA HUG!??!?!?!?! I AM NOT OKAY!!!!!!! !!!hgk

REACTION PANELS LOL EVERYONE ELSE IS ON THE EDGE OF THEIR SEATS TOO WE’RE ALL IN THIS TOGETHER

LOL OCHAKO

I KNOW THAT IN REALITY THIS FACE IS JUST BECAUSE SHE’S CONCERNED ABOUT DEKU’S FRAGILE STATE RN, BUT I KEEP THINKING ABOUT THE WAY SHE JUST DROPPED IIDA COLD THOUGH, AND I CAN’T HELP BUT FEAR FOR KACCHAN’S SAFETY LMAO. THAT FEELING WHEN THE CLASS PERV AND THE CLASS BULLY BOTH BEAT YOU TO THE LOVE CONFESSION. KACCHAN WATCH YOUR SIX

OKAY BUT LOOK, IT’S NOT THAT I DON’T LOVE ALL OF THE OTHER KIDS, OKAY, BUT CAN WE PLEASE!??!?! HELLO?!?!? MOMO, JUST -- COULD YOU JUST FOR A MINUTE --

NOOOOOOOOOOO

“DON’T LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT, I HAVE TO SAVE SOMETHING FOR THE FINALE” HORIKOSHI YOU BETTER WATCH OUT, I’M COMING FOR YOU WITH A TWO BY FOUR!! NOT THAT I’M UNGRATEFUL!! BUT JESUS CHRIST, YOU CAN’T JUST DO THAT, AND THEN ALMOST DO THAT, AND THEN NOT!! OMG I HATE YOU

sure let’s cut to Thirteen then, yay. I mean I’m glad they’re alive lol, don’t get me wrong

(ETA: I think that might have sounded a bit sarcastic so I just want to clarify that I really am happy Thirteen is alive and on the job again lol.)

it’s just that if your name doesn’t begin with Baku or Deku I honestly am not interested for just these next five minutes okay lol. like I’m just gonna be completely honest. I am too invested lol, please, they were having a moment, JUST LET ME HAVE THIS PLEASE

OH DAMN U.A. GOT SWOLE AF

THIS SCHOOL HAS BEEN JUICING WTF. I THOUGHT YOU WERE TARTARUS LOL

I’m literally not even reading the speech bubbles though omg I’m so sorry. I really hope there is not a quiz, I promise I will come back to it later scroll scroll scroll

okay so they brought him back to U.A. and he’s all tired and out of it yes

oh goody Hagakure knows all about the security system

(ETA: is it just me or is Horikoshi really laying it on thick with the hints about these two guys lately? I’m on to you sir.)

THAT’S WONDERFUL NEWS. GLAD THIS CRITICAL KNOWLEDGE IS SAFE IN THE HANDS OF THE PEOPLE THAT WE TRUST

ffs Deku

WHAT WILL IT EVEN TAKE TO CONVINCE YOU THEN?? SWEET JESUS

-- holy shit, what??!

they know?? how did they find out??! holy shit???

I’m about to cancel the whole of Japan lmao. fucking try me dudes

-- THE PRINCIPAL!?

NEZU GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW!! WHAT THE FUCK

“a ticking time bomb” tell you what, this man is just asking to be punched in the face. literally begging for it omg

(ETA: I have been advised that I misread this part; Rat Principal told everyone how safe U.A. was, but he’s not the one who ratted out Deku; that was “the rumors”, apparently. which, if I had to guess, were probably started by AFO.)

oh I see, so it’s to be Feels, Part II then

he looks so sad and tired and lonely and she goes right for the hand, god bless. though if Kacchan’s not gonna hug him, you’d think someone would at least. or is it because he still smells bad. hmm

AND THE CHAPTER’S ENDING ON HER LOL WELL OKAY THEN

I MEAN IT’S GREAT AND ALL, I LOVE OCHAKO REALLY I DO, BUT WE WERE PROMISED GREAT EXPLOSION MURDER GODS, WHAT GIVES SOB. I WAS ALL READY TO BREAK OUT INTO SONG AND EVERYTHING. SURE, HE DID THE APOLOGY, BUT WHERE IS THE FOLLOW-UP GODDAMMIT

(ETA: just to clarify the reason for my rambling here, I was really waiting for the hero name reveal and the presumed deeper meaning behind it lol. but I guess that is a conversation still to come! and we still need Deku’s response to the apology too for that matter. lots to look forward to still.)

WELL WHATEVER, SO THAT IS THE END OF THE CHAPTER! SHOUT OUT TO MY BOY RAT “LET ME JUST TELL EVERYONE IN THE ENTIRE WORLD ABOUT DEKU’S SUPER SECRET IDENTITY, I GUESS THAT’S ALL RIGHT NOW, NOTHING BAD COULD POSSIBLY COME OF THIS” PRINCIPAL. listen here you little shit

anyway but if you’ll excuse me... IF I COULD TURN BACK TIME. IF I COULD FIND A WAY. I’D TAKE BACK THOSE WORDS THAT HAVE HURT YOU, AND YOU’D STAY. I DON’T KNOW WHY I DID THE THINGS I DID. I DON’T KNOW WHY I SAID THE THINGS I SAID. PRIDE’S LIKE A KNIFE, IT CAN CUT DEEP INSIDE. WORDS ARE LIKE WEAPONS, THEY WOUND SOMETIMES. BUM~ BUM~ BUM~, I DIDN’T REALLY MEAN TO HURT YOU. BUM~ BUM~ BUM~, I DIDN’T WANNA SEE YOU GO. I KNOW I MADE YOU CRY, BUT BABAY, IF I COULD TUUUUURN BACK TIIIIIIIIIIIME...

#bnha 322 #midoriya izuku #bakugou katsuki #bakudeku #uraraka ochako #class 1-a #bnha #boku no hero academia #bnha spoilers #mha spoilers #bnha manga spoilers #makeste reads bnha #IF I COULD REACH THE STARS #I'D GIVE THEM ALL TO YOU #IF I COULD TURN BACK TIIIIIIIIME

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Everything happens for a reason.

Rafe Cameron x you.

Outer banks <3

Warnings - swearing, kissing, mentions of fighting, mentions of drugs and drinking.

Your best friends with Rafe Cameron but yep, you fell for your best friend. Thinking he wasn’t interested you turn your head another way but that doesn’t settle well with a certain someone. Huh Maybe he is interested after all. ;)

My requests are now open x

—♡︎—

I didn’t even want to go to the party. Not much. I was perfectly happy sitting at home watching it from peoples Instagram storys or over snap but Rafe forced me to come. We’d been best friends for ages now, almost ten years and I couldn’t say no to the boy. The party was loud and crazy it wasn’t usually my thing unless I’d been forced. Like tonight. Though they say everything happens for a reason, I guess I’d find out what the reason was… I’d have to actually survive the night first.

“Y/n?” Rafe laughed a bit louder fully turning my way. “you zoned out sweetie, you alright?” He was clearly drunk and when he was Rafe tended to be all over me. I never went with it because well we were friends and I didn’t want the pain of hearing him regret it in the morning.

“Yeah! no I’m good”

“Are you double suree” his hands went down my sides.

“Yes Cameron I’m good, now go find one of your hoes” I giggled holding his hands in mine. “I only want you” he whispered in my face.

“Mmh” I shook my head laughing at the man in his state knowing I’d be looking after him tomorrow morning with his bad hangover and constant questions. Kelce and topper came over to us clearly pissed as well ,though kelce not as much topper could barely walk. “Having a good time y/n?” Top spluttered slapping me gently on the back.

“Oh yeah, better now your here though topper” I joked with a roll of my eyes “ohh fiery tonight huh?” Topper winked at me diving back in to what ever was in that red cup of his. Rafe fiddled with my fingers not letting me get far from him while him and kelce were having there own conversation.

“Do you wanna go y/n?” Rafe noticed I was getting bored.

“oh actually I think Jamie wanted to talk to you y/n, said something about you looking hot tonight” kelce told me with a flirty eyebrow movement.

Rafe stopped playing with my fingers but actually held my hand.

“Don’t look at me like that I don’t even know him” I shook my head pulling a cringe face. I felt Rafe ease after I said that, for some reason he’d lost the venerable drunk look, twisting his neck in search for Jamie I think. “So what! That’s what party’s are for love, go and get to know him” kelce shrugged his shoulders and then pulled a weird look at Rafe “bro what the hell are you doing” he asked squinting an eye.

“Fine, where is he” I sighed but Rafe pulled my hand and my body back towards him while I tried to walk away “Don’t go and talk to Jamie” he looked down at me sadly “it’s just a few minutes Rafe you won’t miss me to much” I smiled wanting to laugh at him. “Please don’t” he pulled me in to his chest unexpectedly, my head laid against his chest and I felt his heart beating extremely fast. It just made me more confused.

“Bro she’s a woman let her do what she gotta do” topper pushed Rafe laughing thinking Rafe was just being a drunk, clingy, idiot and to be honest so did I.

He stumbled losing his grip “you will live” I nodded to him with a twinkle of a smile, to be honest I didn’t even want to speak to Jamie that much but kelce made it sound like I had to test the waters. Maybe he’d be alright and this was the reason I came to the party.

“Hey gorgeous” Jamie parted from the group he was standing in when he saw me striding over.

“Hey” I giggled rolling my eyes.

“Shall we get a drink?” He asked nodding his head towards the table full of beer. I noticed Rafe was watching the two of us when my eyes traveled to the keg, he looked scared I couldn’t put my finger on why he was being to weird. “Yeah sure” I gave up a simple shrug and smile. Jamie made some lame joke as we walked over that I had to pretend was funny.

He seemed nice enough but my mind was occupied.

“So whats with you and Rafe? I don’t wanna step on toes- but I will” he flirted moving closer to me. “Um, yeah we’re -just friends why?” “Well he’s all over you” Jamie frowned with a laugh “no he’s- just drunk” I shook my head not letting my self believe it.

“Mmh, just wondering any way” “alright” I laughed shrugging my shoulders “your laugh is beautiful I love hearing it you know”.

I grinned at the flattery not knowing how to take a compliment. “Your quite smooth huh” “your quite pretty huh” he got closer to my face with a smirk on his lips. We spoke for a few more minutes he was genuinely a nice guy I couldn’t really fault him, but Rafe was in the back of my head still.

I figured this might be the only way to get over Him seems he wasn’t interested in me like I was in him.

I could also feel Rafe staring at me the whole time his eyes were burning in my back. “It’s um- it’s getting late I should probably be leaving Now” I looked at the watch on my wrist ,almost one. “Can I drive you home?” “No I brought my own car but thank you” I smiled nodding and stepping backwards to leave.

“Will you take my number then?” He miraculously found a sharpie on the table and wrote it across one of the red cups passing it to me with a little grin.

“thank you”

I left walking back over to topper, Kelce and Rafe

“Huh look who it is, you should listen to me more often” “why would I do that?” I asked kelce rolling my eyes. “Because It panned out, no?”

“We will see”, Rafe had been quiet since I got back which wasn’t like him. I looked over offering him a smile and he tried to give one back but something was up “I’m going home now anyway will I see…”“Topper do you wanna do some lines?” Rafe cut in turning to his mate like I wasn’t there.

“Rafe, you promised”

“I changed my mind” he shrugged giving me a flick of eye contact. Topper followed him over to the corner where the coke probably was, my eyes filled sadly and kelce noticed “I’ll keep an eye on him y/n” he rubbed my back. Thanking him with my smile I hurriedly left the house to go to my car trying not to cry.

—♡︎—

The drive to my house wasn’t that far and when I got in I straight away got dressed to go to sleep, that was the only way he was gonna get out of my head. I was about to turn my light off when I heard a knock.

It wasn’t from my door.

I swung around seeing Rafe standing on the ledge out side my window. Sopping wet and I’m pretty sure his face was cut. “What the hell are you doing”

“Building up the confidents to confess”

I slid open the window and he climbed through looking me up and down with a smile while standing in my room.

“It’s almost Teo Rafe, Why are you wet? No wait why are you cut- are you high?”

“One question at a time babe”

“Your clearly still drunk then” I scoffed rolling my eyes folding my arms realising I was just in shorts and a bra which is what I usually slept in.

“I’m not that drunk I pretty much sobered up before I came here so you’d take me seriously” he watched me pick up a top from the top of my draw and throw it on.

“Answer my questions” I blinked keeping my distance because he’d upset me at the party. “No I’m not high I didn’t do it…”

“Why” “because I made a promise to you I was done with that shit” he told me staring in to my eyes under the dimmed lights of my room. “But you said…”

“…I fucked up yeah I know gorgeous” he cut in with sad eyes.

“Rafe your drunk” “no I’m not y/n!” He said quite seriously. “You only talk to me like this when your drunk” “because I only have the balls to do it when I’m drunk”. We stood there in the silence for a second or two.

“Why you cut up Rafe?” I asked picking up a towel and walking over to him, putting it over his hair and drying it with a grin.

“Because I almost killed that dick Jamie” he told me while my hands dropped back in to my folded position. “R…” “I dont need a lecture babe, he pissed me off I punched him and then he fell in the pool.., and then I jumped In and hit him -a few more times”

“Why!”

“Same reason I’m throwing this away” he picked up the cup with his number on it and lobbed it out the window.

I looked at him with one eye brow up throwing my arms to my hips.

“Was that necessary”

“Yes! Because Jamie is an idiot because I don’t trust him Because I’m fucking in love with you because your not dating that loser when you can do so much better! I mean Hows he gonna protect you if he can’t even beat me in a fight”

I don’t think he noticed straight away he’d done the confessing part, Rafe Cameron liked me back. Rafe fucking Cameron liked me fucking back. My heart skipped a beat with excitement and I had this nervous feeling in my stomach.

And I did everything in my power not to smile till his rant was over.

“Your fucking gorgeous and amazing! and he’s a weirdo with weirdo friends and weirdo hair…”

“…Rafe! Guess what” I cut in giving up.

He stopped ranting cluelessly looking at me. It was well cute. “What?”

“I’m fucking in love with you too”

“You what? Did I say that” he furred his brow in confusion looking at the floor.

“Shut up Cameron”

I took no time in reaching out for his face and pulling his perfectly sculpted face down to lock our lips together. Rafe didn’t hold back and pulled me in to his body by my waist, he tasted of alcohol and I’m sure I still tasted of my toothpaste. There was no more space between us but still I wanted to be closer I was so fucking in love with This man. So this was the reason I went to the party.

Everything does happen for a reason.

“Rafe” I whispered going red in the cheeks when we pulled back. “Baby” he winced his eyes watering. “Wait what’s wrong” I rubbed my thumb over his cheek.

“I’m sorry I hurt you y/n, I’m a mess how are you in love with- me”

“Because your good at heart Rafe, I’ve seen sides of you that no one else has and I fell in love with them.. it’s okay because I’m in love with your flaws too”

He let a tear escape “fucking hell y/n” he giggled but then he looked up at me changing to a serious face “so Jamie..?”

“I didn’t bloody want Jamie, Rafe! I wanted you- you beat him the fuck up for absolutely nothing”

Rafe smirked not feeling guilty at all.

“Rafe” I rolled my eyes trying not to smile at his deranged ways.

“Can’t help it baby girl I did it for love, now will you kiss me again?”

—♡︎—

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celebrity crush | 2/??

a/n: the first interview is mostly based off of dove cameron and ava max’s interviews with popbuzz

summary: actress! reader somehow manages to bring up her crush on calum hood in every interview

pairing(s): calum hood x reader, platonic! reader x tom holland

warning(s): swearing? slight mentions of kinks

“She’s at it again mate,” Ashton smirked as he carried his laptop over to Calum who was sat on the sofa. He flipped open the computer and hit play on y/n y/l/n’s newest interview.

“C’mon, I don’t wanna-” Calum rubbed his hand over is face and shook his head.

Ashton ignored him and turned up the volume to drown out his protest. “Shhh.. watch.”

“Hey guys, I’m y/n y/l/n and this is the Pop Buzz Tower of Truth.” You spoke as the title popped up on screen.

“I think I’m gonna end up tipping it before I can even get one block out,” You said as you tried to carefully pull of a wooden block.

“That will never work,” Calum heard a voice from off camera say and recognized it as Tom Holland. He tried not to frown as you laughed and mocked him.

“Y’know what, we’re leaving that one.” You laughed, leaving the original block alone and easily pulling out another block.

“There we go. Okay, what was the last movie or tv show that make you cry? Dead Poets Society. I love Dead Poets Society so much and Tom had never seen it so we watched it after finishing yesterdays interviews.” You placed the block on top of the tower. “And he cried.”

The camera crew laughed as Tom shouted a, “Hey!”

“Tell us one thing about you that we don’t know. Um, this is hard because I’m always saying stuff that I shouldn’t be. Um, I’m an Oxford comma worshiper.” You said, unsure whether or not that’s interesting enough.

“Oxford comma?” A crew member behind the camera questioned.

“Yeah, y’know, the comma that comes before ‘and’ when making a list. I hate that people don’t use it because then I get all confused. Like if I were to write ‘Lizzie, Tom, and Robert are going to the party’ and I don’t add a comma before ‘and’ then it seems like Tom and Robert would be arriving at the party together. But some people who don’t use the Oxford comma could mean that all three people were showing up separately so I never know. Y’know what I mean?”

The camera crew were all silent after her rant and Calum chuckled a bit to himself. He thought it was cute that you were so passionate about the smallest things. Ashton looked over to him as Calum admired you through the screen. He wasn’t an idiot. He knew Calum secretly liked how much you talked about him.

“No,” Tom responded honestly

“Ugh,” You rolled your eyes dramatically and looked into the camera, “See, these are the type of guys you got to look out for: Un-grammarly men.” You joked.

“Un-grammarly isn’t a thing.” Tom laughed.

“Well if it were a thing, you’d be one.” You fired back at Tom.

“Anyway, who is your favorite artist right now? Um, probably Wallows, I love them and their music.”

“I was really expecting Calum Hood to be honest.” Tom shouted from across the room.

“Oh my god, I can’t believe I just forgot about him like that. I love you Calum Hood. I love 5sos.” You held up your hands into a heart shape and moved your hands from side to side.

You then dropped them and grabbed another block. “Sorry, I keep forgetting that people are actually going to see these interviews. Like, he could literally see this. Dude, I hope he doesn’t.” You paused, “Oh god, do you think he knows about my crush on him?” You had been mentioning him for years and it had never once occurred to you that he could actually see these.

Calum laughed at the irony of the situation. Here he was watching a video of you saying you hoped he’d never see said video.

“This is humiliating.” You mumbled though you didn’t seem to actually care, “Who was your first celebrity crush? Oh uh, definitely Andrew Garfield. I remember when I first watched the Social Network and I was like obsessed. My friend and I both watched it over 10 times within like two months. And then would continuously make Mark Zuckerberg jokes. But of course, Calum Hood now owns my heart.” You put the block on top of the tower. “I’m actually doing really good, I thought I’d knock it down by now.”

“Describe in detail the worst date you’ve ever been on. Okay so I was like fifteen right, and, well I’m not even sure if this counts as a date. I think he considered it a date so I guess it was but basically we were in the car, he was sixteen so he could drive. We were in the drive through, we had already ordered, and he started feeling around in is pockets and I was like oh god, cause I knew what was about to happen. He was like, ‘oh no i think i lost my wallet’, and I was like its fine I’ll pay. I really didn’t mind. I ended up paying, we got our drinks and without missing a beat, we hadn’t even pulled out of the drive through, he was like’oh here’s my wallet.’ I really didn’t mind paying for my coffee, I wouldn’t mind paying for both of our coffees. But him going out of his way to lie, and then not even lie well, was so irritating.” She placed the block on the top and picked up a new one.

“What is the most useless idem you’ve ever purchased? Um, I bought a seven foot giraffe while I saw drunk once.” The block was added to the top, the tower now taller than you. “He’s in my living room if you wanted to know.”

You grabbed the next block carelessly, immediately regretting it when the tower fell behind you, “Oh shit, well I guess we’re done then.” You said nonchalantly, looking at the blocks on the floor. “I don’t think I’ll be playing this again anytime soon. Love you guys,” You held up your hands, “Love you Calum Hood.” You winked before the outro began to play.

“She must really love you, Cal.” Ashton poked Calum’s cheek annoyingly, “She’s got no shame.”

Calum wouldn’t admit it, but as soon as he got home he looked you up again. He clicked on the same video Ashton showed him and scrolled through the comments.

y/nscalumhoodkink: MOMOMOMOMOMOM

datemey/n: Queen of Jenga

ashtonfletchersbitch: Y/N LITERALLY IS ME

5esohes: no because y/n y/l/n and calum hood together is my kink

noemptywalletshere: not only does y/n own this fandom, but my ass too

He couldn’t help but laugh at the comments no matter how interesting they were. But something in the back of his head kept yelling at him. She doesn’t acting like you. Shes just likes your music, nothing more. He sighed and clicked out of the video and was about the close his laptop when his cursor handed on a video.

Y/n Y/l/n foaming at the mouth while talking about Calum Hood for 5 minutes straight.

He clicked on it a little too quickly and waited for it too load.

“Calum Hood choke me challenge.” You stuck out your tongue and threw up a peace sign with an innocent look plastered on here face.

“Bro imagine if Calum Hood saw this?” “Oh he would definitely fall for you after this video”

The third thing to pop up was a tweet from 2015 just saying: #marrymecalumhood

“Calum Hood send me hand pics. This is a demand, not a request.”

Calum continued to watch the entire video. Normally, the thirsty comments would have made him uncomfortable, but them coming from you made his heart race and cheeks flush.

God, what was happening to him?

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I was claimed by Daryl Fucking Dixon NSFW 18+ Daryl Dixon & Reader

Summary:

Your sick of waiting for Daryl to make a move or even speak to you and decide to dress up to do your chores hoping you’ll catch his eye.

You manage more than that He gets jealous when other men/ and one woman ;) show an interest and he admits he’s wanted you all this time an roughly claims you.

*Heyyy to anyone who reads this! If anyone reads this Haha, This is my first ever attempt at fan fic and it kind of got away from me and is a lot more intense than i thought it would be! If there’s anything you don’t like about this please feel free to tell me! I’d love to improve for my next one :) Hope y’all are having a great day wherever you are :)*

How long had it been? Since the end of it all?

Since all those carefree nights we used to stay up drink, party & Fuck.

Months? Years?

It felt like all time stood still when He found me.

I was alone, Terrified & hiding in an abandoned liquor store when I heard them, I Snuck to the window and saw the biggest herd of walkers I had ever seen. I made sure all the bottle’s i had scavenged were wrapped up in my clothes to dampen the noise and waited for a break in the herd so I could make a run for it to my bike just across the road. After what felt like hours there it was my chance i put my hand on the door handle but before I was even able to twitch the handle, I felt a hand clamp over my mouth and drag me backwards away from my chance of escape.

“Fuck you think your doin girl, Tryna get yourself eaten!” I stared up at the man before me with his hand still over my mouth. His angry eyes met mine and I stopped fighting gazing up into those piercing blue eyes. That was the last thing I saw before the pistol came down on my temple.

I woke with a bag over my head and my wrists bound, I was in a car and I could hear the engine stopping and the brakes kicking in ‘Shit’ . I thought I had no time to think of a way out of this. Two doors slammed shut and I could hear two men arguing.

“Answer me, Fuck did you hit her for Merle. She’s only a girl she couldn’t av ‘urt us, She looked me in ma eyes. There was no fight just fear”

“Bitch had it comin Daryl, Tryna kill hersel and take us with her”

“Did’n even no we were there, Or are you that shit of a hunter yous unable to sneak up on people naw, Stop being an asshole and get the fuck outta ma way”

The car boot opened and someone lifted me out by putting a hand under my knees and one under my head cradling me, he held me tightly with my head in his chest. I inhaled and could smell his manly scent, It was intoxicating, He held me for a moment more before he set on my feet; next the bag was ripped off my face. Instinctively I winced waiting to see if the light would blind me but all was still dark around and i could see we were in a forest. The man with the mesmerising eyes gripped my arm and started walking me into the woods.

A logical person would feel fear at this point but there was something about those eyes, I just trusted him.

“Got a lil way’s to go, ya ok walkin? Or you need me to carry you rest of the ways?” His southern drawl mixed with those blue eyes made my knees go weak. I stumbled slightly then stood again and kept one foot in front of the other. I nodded to the man that I was ok and kept going.

Fifteen minutes later we arrived at the edge of a camp, A few people rushed forward “Shit what happened to her?” “Has she been bit?” “Why is her head covered in blood?” “Where did you find her?”

Daryl rolled his eyes and replied “Merle, No she aint, Merle again annnd liquor store.” He said the last answer with a smirk.

I scowled at the pair and dropped my mouth open to throw a few choice words their way when I was stopped by Merle grabbing me and spinning me round to face him, He moved some hair out of my face, fingers lingering near my mouth and said.

“Girl looks mighty fine to me, Pretty face not messed up, not one bit! And I do love me a pretty face sweetheart” he winked at me moving his hand from my mouth to my throat he pulled me close to him wrapping his other arm around my back to pull our pelvises close together so I could feel his growing erection against my stomach. “How about it honey” He said winking again

I drew my head back with the intention of smashing his nose, When we were tackled to the floor Merle was pulled away from me and i rolled onto my back and back on to my feet, I looked back at the two brothers and saw Daryl’s hand smashing into his brothers face whilst he was shouting “I’ll mess up your face you asshole”

Daryl was dragged off Merle by two men, Merle got to his feet and laughed “It’s allllll good baby bro, I’ll forget about this, this time. I know how feral you get when you see a pussy you wanna claim.”

Daryl locked eyes with me as Merle said this then spat at the ground at Merle’s Feet He picked up his crossbow off the ground and stormed off towards the woods shouting “Man forget ya, I had enough of your shit for one night” over his shoulder.

That was months ago now, That night the group took me in and took care of me and I took care of them. We moved from the original camp to the CDC then a farm and now we are in a prison in Georgia. The prison has been good to us so far, there was that run in with a crazy guy who called himself the governor and we lost a few of our family. But we persevered and built this place into a home and soon started bringing in new people to help run our home and join our family.

In the time i had been with this group i had noticed there were a lot of frustrated people here, Especially the men, I can’t get through a day without some proposition or another. I also can’t say that I didn't enjoy the attention, It had been awhile since I had felt another's hands on my body and I craved it, I craved it more than air at times and the person I craved it the most from had decided to pretend I didn't exist. But that didn’t stop me from going to bed each night with my wandering hands and relieving my aching pussy with the thoughts of his hands exploring my body and that voice groaning in my ear. Hit the spot every time.

There had been a few men that had caught my attention but after a few conversations and meet ups with each they all started to pretend i didn’t exist the same as he had. I didn’t even get so much as a kiss from any of the fuckers and when i decided to confront them and ask why they refused to tell me and walked away.

It had hit summer here and i had hit my breaking point, I’d had enough of being passed over and wasn’t going to take this shit anymore, I was going to make them all regret not taking me up on the opportunity when it was there for the taking.

I woke early for my shift in the fields the next morning, Still thoroughly determined to set my plan in motion I grabbed my knife and a set of clothes and set to work. I cut most of the legs off my jeans and the sleeves from my Tartan shirt. I pulled the jean shorts on and folded the legs over so they became tighter and pushed my already perky ass up. I then pulled my shirt on forgoing the usual under shirt and tied the two sides closed in a knot above my belly button so my slim waist was on display. I buttoned one button above the knot so that not too much of my bra was showing; Turning it from slutty to sexy. I pulled on my best brown cowboy boots. Combed my hair out. I was very lucky to have thick wavy hair that rarely required me doing anything with it. I just let it dry and brush, I grabbed Maggie’s make up bag and applied a small amount of make up just to accentuate my natural features.Smiling at myself in the mirror this was perfect, Let's see that southern shit ignore me now. Or any of the others for the matter.

I sauntered out of my cell into the main block and walked the long way through the middle of everyone taking extra care to have a bounce in my step to make my boobs bounce nicely and swayed my hips more to make my ass jiggle as I walked. I greeted everyone in the same way i usually would with cheery “Good Morning’s” Instantly i felt eyes roaming my body and not just the male’s which made me grin I was happy either way. A few let out low whistles and I winked in return. This felt great. I want to feel this way every day, my pussy had soaked my panties by the time I had made it out of the block and into the yard I was panting with need.

I took a few minutes to calm my breathing before continuing out towards the field, I glanced at the guard tower to make sure he was here today keeping watch, When i saw his leather vest and his longish wavy hair my breath quickened again, Shit it was going to be hard to get through today without a little relief, It took everything i had not to rush up the guard tower and beg him for it, Instead i continued over to the field, waiting until i was in his vision before looking up smiling and waving. Sure enough there he was binoculars in his hand staring down at me. I grinned again, wiggled my fingers at him and sauntered away from the tower.

Luck was with me today and I was set to work on the potatoes which were planted in a perfect view of the guard house. I made sure to always face the tower when just sitting working so he had the frontal view and when I needed to bend up or down I turned my back to him so he got a great view of my ass. Everything I did that day I made sure to find some way to make it sexier. More than a few men came to bring me water or talk to me that day i gave each of them a big grin, Laughed and put my hand on their arms and send them on their way enough to make them feel there could be a chance, I felt Fucking powerful.

At the end of the day i saw Maggie making her way over to me with a backpack over her shoulder, “Y/N I gots you a gift” she said in a sing song voice “from Merle of all people” she laughed and pulled out two big bottles of Merle’s special moonshine “I guess someone saw your production today sugar” She giggled a bit more handed you a bottle and settled down on the grass next to you.

Daryl

Ever since Merle and me brought Y/N back to the group with us she’s been a literal pain in my pants, I'm surprised my cock was even capable of a hard on at this point as it feels like it hasn't gone down in months. So far i have managed to stay away from her as i wasn’ gonna let no bitch get the better of me and i wasn’ going to let fuckin Merle be right.

My mind wandered back to her again when i started my shift in the guard tower that morning, I considered going into the office to rub one out but decided i'd be on the balcony waiting, I always made sure i got the shifts in this tower when she was being put in the fields, Watching her sweating down there in the heat was good enough to get me off later in the night when i was alone in the office. I lived out of this tower now as I liked it better alone even now with Merle being back in the prison, I didn’ need his shit talking around me at all hours. Not when I had my own entertainment.

There she was right on time to interrupt me from my thoughts, Holy shit what was she fucking wearing. I grabbed my binoculars to get a closer look, When i found her again with them she was almost fucking naked by the looks of it! In tiny shorts and an even smaller top, From this vantage point i had the best view straight in her bra, I kept my eyes on her all day fuck the perimeter it’ll be fine and i’m sure some weak ass will scream and let me know.

I watched her all day as she wiggled her hips and wiped the sweat from her chest, Turns out i wasn’t the only one watching even guys I've fuckin told before to stay away come flocking, What don’t the asshole’s understand about “i’m always fuckin watchin” by her quitting time it wasn’t just my dick that was rock hard and throbbin but also the vein in my temple that tells me i’m about to snap.

Balling my fists up i wait for her to start walking back but Maggie fuckin Greene starts walking towards her, Fuck sake. I send the next watch away and tell them ill radio to come back. I wasn’t allowing no fucker to have this view. I watched as Maggie sat down in the grass with Y/N and pulled out two large bottles. I grabbed the binoculars again. Fuckin Merle! That’s his shine if i ever saw it. Making a mental note to smack that bastard later for this. Now everyone had gone back inside it was deadly silent out here which meant their voices were carrying more than they knew and i could hear every word. I settled back down and watched the girls for a while biding my time.

Y/N

You both look at each other with a glint in your eyes, Pop the tops off your bottles and start downing it. Maggie comes up for air first. Dropping my bottle and swallowing the harsh liquid i Cheer in celebration and yell a little too loud “that Merle may be an asshole but he sure makes some good hooch”

“Sooooo ya had any bites today?” Maggie grins winking at you. “Yeah but not the one i want, He’s so fucking frustrating. I think I've noticed him watching me more today than he has the entire time i’ve known him” I sigh.

“You know he's got a huge thing for you or he wouldn’t be acting like this” Maggie Giggled. “But then who in this friggin place doesn’t especially after today! You even made my breath hitch never mind poor Glenn who had to get a shower!” “Ugh maggie he’s your guy why the hell is he looking at me!” I grimaced. She put her hand on my thigh and winked at me again “He’s got my permission, don't worry it spices things up a little” I didn’t move her hand just enjoyed the feeling of her fingers running up and down the inside of my thigh.

We both downed more of Merle’s hooch giggling and the conversation turned to a debate on the size of Daryl's dick. I lick my lips promising to tell her if I ever get my hands on it. The conversation is turning more and more heated as her hand is getting closer and closer to my throbbing core. She’s getting that close now I’m sure she can probably feel the heat coming from it. As we are getting close to the bottom of our bottles and really starting to feel the effect Maggie still with one hand on my thigh leans close to my face and whispers “He’s stayed up there watching past his shift. Let's give him something to see hmm?” As she’s finishing the end of her sentence I bridge the gap between us and meet her lips with mine. I bring my hand up to her hair and pull her closer into me, deepening the kiss Moaning into her lips.

Daryl

When the girls first started chatting i wanted to find out who they could be talkin about and punch the prick out till i heard my name and if my ears weren't already prickling up they definitely were now, He heard Y/N promise Maggie that if she sees ma dick she will tell her how big. He bites his lip and decides he’ll help her keep that promise.

He picks his binoculars back up and notices Maggie's hand running up and down Y/N’s thigh. If there were two people he thought he wouldn’t have to warn away, it would have been Glenn and Maggie and they pick a night that he’s mad as hell to change his mind about that?

He brings one hand to his aching dick giving it a few tugs through his pants to relieve some of the pressure and brings his eyes back to them just as he sees the girls lean into each other, Shit! Shit! He doesn’t know whether to run down there and interrupt finally or let them continue. Y/N pushes Maggie to lay her fully down and straddles her hips, I grabbed my radio and called for the replacement as i couldn’t take much more.

While i waited for the lazy shit to get here i watched Y/N & Maggie get even more heated and their hands exploring each other the moaning reaching me in the tower, I look to my right and see Glenn watching from behind one of the buildings hands and lower half suspiciously hidden.

Ah hell no fuck this tower! Daryl reaches over the side and grabs the pipe work swings himself over and uses it to get down quickly. As he hits the bottom his replacement is strolling over he grabs him by the scruff of his shirt blocking his view into the field. “Put ya lazy ass in that office and don’t fuckin leave till i come back and tell ya, ya can leave. Ya fuckin hear me?” I growl at him. The kid runs into the office in the tower. I spin around pretending not to see Glenn hiding there, I ran across the field towards the girls and as i reached them i let my shadow fall over them.

Y/N

From where i am lay on top of Maggie i watch as Daryl slides down the side of the watch tower and charges over to us, I smile against Maggie's lips when he gets closer i moan feeling her hand snake its way into my bra, Were both panting loudly and moaning when his shadow falls over us.

He clears his throat next thinking we hadn’t noticed him there. Maggie moves her mouth to my neck and I let out another moan but this time I raise my eyes to his and lick my bottom lip not breaking eye contact.

“Come with me...NAW” Daryl growls and grabs my arms and pulls me off and up. Maggie looks at him and pouts “oh boo Daryl always gotta ruin our fun” I wave to Maggie giggling as he starts to drag me across the field.

“What the fuck Daryl” I try to push him off my arm but his hands are unyielding. “Shut the fuck up ill deal with ya in a minute” He growls and pushes me up against the wall of a building stares longingly into my eyes then darts his arm out and smashes someone’s head into the wall. “Didn’t think id have to fuckin warn ya Glenn, Thought it was pretty fuckin obvious. Don't let me catch ya ass again” he grabs my arm again and drags me across the court yard until we reach a secluded spot, He slams my back up another wall and presses his body up against mine keeping me pinned between him and the wall.

“What you think you’ve been doing girl, Flaunting your shit all day for any man to beat his meat too?”

I squirm under his gaze, Shit i think i actually pissed him off, Definitely not the emotion i was going for!

“You think i’m gonna sit by and let tha happen?”

I find my voice, “What do you mean, You won’t let something happen. You’re not the boss of me!” you say glaring back at him, If he wants to play the pissed off game he won’t be playin it alone.

“Ya know exactly what i mean! I’ll show you who the fuckin boss Y/N” He said, pressing his hips harder into mine. I try to suppress my moan. His eye’s darken even more hearing me moan for him now.

“Who do you think told those pricks to back the fuck away from you, They wouldn’t of just left you alone on their own naw, they needed some rough persuasion Y/N”

I glare at him again and he pushes his hips back into mine again.”Ya gonna learn yet? Every time you glare at me, ill smash my dick into that dirty clit o urs” He explains with a wink.

Not knowing how to respond to that You ask “You’re the reason no man looks at me anymore? What fucking business is it of yours”

“Hell fuckin yeah i am” He says with a smirk “No one will dare ya touch you if I've claimed ya, So i did” “Naw I’ve claimed you, I’ve made it very clear if anyone touches you they’ll lose a fuckin arm” He growled

“For fuck sake Daryl! You can’t just put claims on a girl you don’t even give a fuck about” I said with a snarl.

“I give a fuck, Just didn’ want ya to know i gave a fuck, I enjoyed watchin ya squirm... but ya forced ma hand and naw... Well naw i aint gonna be gentle bout it”

You close your eyes tight, If he hadn’t of “claimed” me i would be in heaven now but learning that he’s behind your dry well makes you so mad.

“This what you were trying to get huh?” “I would of thought twice before you pulled this shit, I aint no gentle man” she breathed into her ear. His gravelly voice driving me crazy.

I look him in the eyes and shove him hard, running back to the cell block. I took a breather when i got through the door and realised he hadn’t followed me. As i was walking past the showers a hand darted out and pulled me inside.

“Woah what the fuck” I gasped as I felt a hand move over my ass and pull me against him, Jees i need to wear this outfit more often.

I was pulled into the light and saw it was Zach who had pulled me in with him, Zach was one of the ones who daryl must of scared away.

“Hey baby, Missed me?” he breathed at me. “How could i miss you zach i never got a chance to know you, You let that asshole scare you away” I said hurt

“Gimmie another chance Y/N, ill show you a good time, This could be our secret. We could have some real fun and piss that hillbilly asshole off” He squeezes me tighter to him.

“Gerrof Zach if your too pussy to pursue someone when warned of by a man I’ve only ever spoken to once then you’re not a guy i want any fucking part of”

“Awww c’mon you don’t mean that” he grips the back of my head and pushes his lips to mine i tried to fight him off be but he had too tight of a grip.

A low growl came from the doorway “I believe she said to get ya bitch ass hands off her” Zach jumped back like someone had shocked him when he heard the voice. Daryl walked forward and put his arm round my shoulder “an i believe i told ya to not even look at her again bitch” His voice gets louder “Tell me asshole what did i say i was gonna do to ya?”

H waited a moment staring at Zack “Hmm to fuckin scared to answer?” he walks forward and punches him rapidly in the face Zack goes sprawling across the shower floor. Daryl stands over him and threatens “it’ll be worse next time if you don listen to me and come near ma girl again”

Daryl turns and heads back to you and wraps his arm around your shoulders again “Bet Ya glad i claimed you now” I nod slightly. I squirm out of his arms and run back to my cell, my hooch high still buzzing in my mind. Thank god without this how could i be this brave? I smile when I get to my cell wondering how long it will take him to catch me.

I barely had time to catch my breath before i felt him, He made no noise whatsoever like a hunter closing in on his prey.Whenever he was near me it felt like my entire body was electrified and tuned only to him.

I spun around and my breath hitched in my throat at the sight of that venomous glare, He just stood and glared with his eye’s roaming every inch of you, You could feel every hair on your body standing to attention for him.

In the blink of an eye he was back in front of you again pinning you back against the wall with his hand tangled in your hair, pulling your head to the side exposing your neck.

He looks over your body panting his eyes still liquid stone, Ever glaring. I could feel the heat coming off him in waves as he studied me. His pushed his mouth next to my ear, “When i’m finished with ya, ya legs will be useless and everyone in this damn place gon know my name. An i promise you aint gon forget who’s ya are” He paused for a second staring into my eyes, “Naw take this shit off before i rip it off ya” He said pulling roughly at my shirt.

With Shaking hands i reach up and untie my shirt and push it off my shoulders, Watching his eyes grow darker as he watched. My shirt fell to the floor he grabbed the centre of my bra “All of it” He growled. I undid my bra and threw that into the corner. He looked down at my shorts seeming impatient gripped both sides and ripped them down. He came back up to me gripped my arms and pushed me further up the wall off the floor and quickly puts his legs in between mine and rests my body on them.

He reaches forcing my head to the side again and brings his mouth down to my neck kissing and biting furiously his other hand gripping my breast roughly, Earning a loud moan from me. I reached for his shirt desperate to run my hands on him, Before my hands met their mark he had gripped my wrists pinning them above my head.

“Ya don’t move, Touch or make a fuckin sound unless i say so, Ya hear?” I nodded eyes growing wide at his words. He let my feet touch the ground again and tore my underwear off, He bunched them up in his hand “Mmm look how wet these pantie’s are for me girl” “Open your mouth, Naw” I obediently complied letting him stuff them into my mouth, Dying to moan under his stare.

He stepped back and let his vest fall over his shoulders and hit the floor, He then took his shirt off and used it to bind my hands together. He stood back admiring his handiwork, I Squirmed under his lustful gaze feeling myself getting wetter by the second. I watched him slowly bring his hands to his belt unfastening it then his button and zip, His pants hit the ground and he kicked them to the side. My breath went wild when I saw him in all his glory i love a man who doesn’t wear any underwear.

He lunged forward again pulling my legs over his and wrapping leg around his hips pressing his huge dick at my entrance. It was so long and thick: my mouth started salivating instantly imagining wrapping my mouth around it.

He pulled my underwear from my mouth and growled into my ear “Scream my fucking name” as he plunged his entire length into me, The breath was forced from my lungs “shitt, Daryl!”

“Did i fuckin stutter, I said scream it” he growled again biting my neck pulling out almost of the way and plunging deep into me again. Damn did i scream this time my eyes rolling back into my head enjoying the sensation.

“Tha’s better now ride it bitch”

I felt raw already from his huge length and girth filling me like i’d never been filled before. Pulling my arms around his neck to steady myself i used him to pull myself back up and then down slowly trying to adjust to his size.

His mouth met mine in a rough eager kiss, capturing my tongue with his. He pulled his mouth back to my neck and whispered “Ya don know how long i’ve been waiting for this, Tell me how much you love my dick Y/N”

“Ahh” i cried out “so much baby so much” My eyes rolling into the back of my head still rolling my hips onto him. “Naw, Tell me who you belong to” “You” I moaned “You i belong to you daryl” I panted out.

“Louder! I want everyone in the fuckin place to know your mine”

“Oh god, Daryl, I’m yours! Only yours” I screamed

“Better” He smirked. He moved my arms from around his neck and released my hand’s from his shirt. He walked backwards with me still perched on him, His legs hit the end of the bed and he sunk down taking me with him.

“Now show me how much you love this dick”

I positioned myself better over him and sunk down to the hilt slowly savouring every glorious inch of him. My eyes shot open again moaning when my clit hit his pubic bone and i started grinding harder and faster now.

I could feel his hand’s everywhere, God i can’t believe how long i had been longing for this moment, I cried out again. He leant up on his elbows and pulled one of my nipples into his mouth nibbling, and running his nails down the inside of my thighs. The combination was pure ecstasy. I could already feel the pressure in my mound building painfully begging to be released.

He removed his mouth from me earning a sad moan from me desperate to feel his mouth on me, He looked back at my eye’s amusement on his face. He ran both hands up to my chest again gripping almost painfully. “And these, Who do they belong to Y/N?” “You baby, All yours” i breathed shakily. I was so close when he growled again “Say my fuckin name” My wall’s started constricting against him. “Ahh god, Daryll ....fuck Daryl” His eyes shone at my words. He was even more spurned on now. He flipped us over, throwing me into the bed and pulled my hips into the air ramming harder and deeper than before.

“Cum for me baby” He whispered in his incredible gravelly voice.

Those four words was all I needed to push me over the edge. Crying his name out again i felt the damn of pressure welled up in me from the moment I saw him burst open. I rode out my high as hard as i could against him, I collapsed to the bed and felt him slow down, My brain fuzzy from my incredible high. I tried pushing myself up on my elbows and my eyes caught another’s at the door.

I looked down and back up rubbing my eyes, “Shit Darryl stop!” I reached for the sheets to pull them over me. There were at least 6 men gazing in, Daryl continued unperturbed. You tried putting your hand behind you trying to push at his stomach to get his attention. He captured your arm and it around your back and pulled you up against him.

“You think I didn't know, Now tell me again who you belong to” “Daryl please!” I said trying to cover my chest. He grabbed the sheet and flung it away.

Rick spoke up from the back Your cheeks flushed horrified they had all seen you in the throws. “I think Daryl told you to do something, He doesn’t like to be kept waiting” He said with a gleam in his eyes. You gazed around the men seeing Rick, Zack, Merle, Glenn & i wasn’t sure who else grinning enjoying the show. I was suddenly unashamed as i felt the pressure build back up dangerously high.

Daryl seeing my eyes wander over the group wrapped my hair around his wrist and pushed my head back into the bed, Ramming harder and faster than i’d ever felt before making me scream again. “Say it” he shouted at me “Ahh shit im daryl’s, You claimed me baby” He replied “And no one else is going to make you feel this good again are they?”

“God no, Only you, Ahh so good!”

“Ya heard her '' He said addressing the men “She’s mine. Naw you can all fuck off back to your pits and keep your fucken hand’s to your selves asshole’s” You heard Merle hoot “wooowee you get it baby brother” You stomach turned grateful daryl had told them to leave, before his body pushed another orgasm out of you.

They all turned and left as Daryl biting my ear lobe moaned into me “Now cum again for me baby” He suddenly dove his hand under me and onto my clit.

I instantly caved again screaming into the bed.

Feeling my second orgasm pushed him to the brink again and he jackhammered into me. Hard. Chasing his high. I pushed back furiously desperate to feel him. I moaned “Cum in me Daryl please i need to feel you”

I felt him explode moaning my name and grinding deep into me riding it fully out”

He collapsed on top of me breathless. We lay like that for a few minutes when I felt him going hard in me again. He pulled out and lay back on the bed pulling me into his chest his heart still pounding in his chest.

“God girl, If i’d of known you were that good a fuck, I’d of taken you that first fucking night” A relaxed grin on his face.

He turned and took my face in his hands kissing me softly and murmured into my lips “I hope you don’t think i'm done with you yet” He winked “I aint had a girl like you in a loooong time i aint even close to done with ya”

He rolled back onto me pulling my lip with his teeth. “Ready?” I nodded desperate to feel him again.

God knows how many hours & Orgasms later he fell off me pulling me close into his chest again. I passed out instantly, Thoroughly exhausted. He chuckled into my hair and followed me into blissful sleep.

When we woke the next morning his arms still tight around me, Smiling in his sleep.

I looked over happy wishing i could stay here forever but there was work to be done.

I slowly picked his arm up and tried to wiggle out from under it, Before i'd gotten half way those glorious muscles had flexed and pulled me straight back into him. “Morning beautiful. Hope you don’t think your going anywhere. We’ve got so much time to make up for.” He nuzzled his face into yours sweetly. You could feel him growing hard against your hip. “Don’t worry i’m feeling responsible. I’ll make it quick!”

He fucked me again for another hour until we were both sweaty, shaky wrecks.

I groaned and rolled to the edge of the bed and sat up trying to stand up and instantly felt my legs buckle beneath me. He was up and caught me before i came crashing down. He laughed. “Don’t say i didn’t warn you” You laughed with him. “God, I love that sound” He said, staring into my eyes and planting a sweet kiss onto my lips. He stood and started grabbing his clothes from around the room and dressing.

“Take your time getting up, I’m back in the guard tower again today, Don’t forget what i taught you last night” He said with a wink and ducked down to kiss me. He moved to the doorway and moved the curtain turning back at me. “Oh and babe I wanna see that outfit again today, Now i know it’s all for me” He winked again and left.

I fell back on the bed with a huge grin on my face. Holy shit I can't wait for tonight!

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Tough Love

Pairings: Omar Assarian x F!reader

Warnings: Smut 18+, unprotected sex, violence, stalking, angst, almost death of a character, fluff.

Summary: You’ve been dating Omar for almost a year and things were going great despite his cocksure attitude. Your relationship is tested when you ex boyfriend makes an appearance. What you thought was a chance meeting turns out to be something much darker.

A/N: So this is my first time writing for Omar so thank you @colorlesswhispersunknown for requesting this fic and pushing me to do it. Also thank you @dornish-queen because not joking without your pedro videos I wouldn’t be able to write half my fics. 😘

Divider made by me 😁

Comments and reblogs are really appreciated 🥰

You would never get used to the smell, blood and sweat mixed together making you slightly nauseous, but you endured it for him. You loved him, not that he knows that. You would tell him eventually but Omar wasn’t into the whole soft romantic mushy stuff. Especially not in front of the boys.

Omar had a fight, a warm up so to speak and you came along for support. That and you wanted to tease the hell out of him. He abstained from sex a full two weeks before a fight, longer if his opponent was in the big leagues and it killed you. Being able to watch him train, showing off those ripped muscles and not be allowed to touch, he’ll on earth. Now you would get your own back.

Making your way into the gym you sway your hips as you go, the red dress clinging to your curves just right.

“Bro look, three o clock. Now that is some fine ass right there. You think I’d have a shot?”

Omar isn’t paying much attention trying to get into the zone.

“I bet that mouth of hers could be put to good use, no what I’m saying?”

“Would your three shut up!”

“Oh come on bro no way you wouldn’t tap that shit.”

“I wouldn’t I have my girl now.”

“Huh pussy. Not like she would know.”

“Yeah but I would, I…”

Omar finally spots who the guys are talking about and he sees red.

“Eh that’s my girl so you better keep them eyes on the ground or I’ll knock your lights out, ya here me?”

“Sorry man we didn’t know. You haven’t exactly introduced us, how were we to know.”

He steps out of the ring and walks towards you, his fists clenching and unclenching as he moves. His cock twitching in his pants begging to be inside you.

“Baby, what are you doin dressed liked that?”

Your lips quirk into a devilish smile, “what? You don’t like it?”

He pulls you close, grinding his hips against you and you can feel just how much he likes it.

“Baby girl you know I love that dress on you, I prefer it off you but.” You laugh before pulling him in for a searing kiss.

“Uh your gonna be death of me baby.”

“You love it.”

He kisses you again quickly before heading back to prep for the fight.

Omar was surrounded by adoring fans as the flash of cameras went off. You were so proud of him and would still have been had he lost. Standing at the back so he can have his moment your startled by a the feel of a hand wrapping around your waist. You turn quickly, ready to punch the fucker in the face when you let out a gasp, one that doesn’t go unnoticed by Omar.

“Jason? Oh…..my god, what are you doing here?”

“Hey sunshine, you look…..gorgeous.”

“Oh….thank you I guess.” You feel a little awkward with him saying that, him being your ex and all. The relationship fell apart and you ended things two years ago.

“You into boxing now? Didn’t think this was your scene.”

“Yeah my boyfriend had his fight tonight.” Your anxiety quiets as you feel his presence behind you, his arm wrapping around you pulling you close.

“Hey baby, sorry about all that you ready to go?”

“Hi you must be the boyfriend, I’m Jason.”

Omar takes his offered hand and shakes it, squeezing it slightly.

“That’s me.”

There’s an awkward silence that you break by saying your goodbyes to Jason.

“It was nice seeing you, but we have to go. Bye”

“Yeah see ya around.”

Omar leans in as you both leave, his hand squeezing your ass just to prove a point to Jason.

“What was all that about?”

“He’s an ex, things didn’t end too well and it was me who broke it off.”

“Well your with me now baby girl and I need you so let’s head in back to mine.”

Water cascaded down your skin, over your peaked nipples as his hand gripped your hips tight. Omar pounded into you, two weeks of sexual frustration finally getting released. You gripped onto his back, legs wrapped around him, your body tingling the the aftermath of your last orgasm. Boxing was really helping with his stamina you thought as he hit that perfect spot. He pulls a nipple into his mouth and pinched it with his teeth, the pain of it sending you spiralling into your fourth orgasm. You cry out his name, your tight cunt clenching around him. He buries his head into your neck as he comes hard, spilling his seed all over your stomach.

“Fuck baby I needed that. So damn hard to not touch you for two weeks but fuck if it isn’t worth it when the sex is that hot.”

“Wanna do it again?”

“God your fucking perfect baby.”

A week later your walking around the grocery store when you feel someone watching you. Turning around you don’t see anyone or anything out of the ordinary so you continue on. This continues like this for the next two weeks and your beginning to get freaked out. Your now getting flowers at work, which you know aren’t from Omar, not that he means too but he isn’t romantic. Then it’s letters, saying how your beautiful and that you’ll be mine one of these days. You’ve tried so hard to keep all this from Omar, he has to focus on his training and if he found out about this he would make it his mission to find them and kill them.

All that comes crashing down though when you start receiving calls at home. No one says anything when you pick up, it’s just heavy breathing or music in the background but you know it’s from them, whoever is following you. It gets too much one night when they ring nonstop, so you make your way over to Omar’s apartment in a state.

“Baby girl what a nice..”

You are shaking so he pulls you into him. “Hey, what’s wrong? Did something happen?”

“I…..they…..I’m…..scared Omar.”

“Hey slow down baby I’ve got you ok, you’re safe now.”

“Someone’s been following me, sending me flowers, creepy notes and now they know where I live and they’ve been ringing me nonstop.”

“Hey it’s ok. You know I won’t let anything happen to you right?”

You can’t speak so you just nod your head and hold him tighter. Omar is mumbling something and he pulls you back a little so you can look him in the eyes.

“I wanted to do this under different circumstances but I want you to move in with me.”

“What?!” Your completely stunned, the man hadn’t even said he loved you yet.

“Are you sure this is what you want though? Your not just asking me because I have a stalker?”

“No! I was really gonna ask next week in our one year anniversary but hell now is as good a time as any right?”

“Yes I’ll move in with you.” He pulls you into him again and you let the words slip from your mouth, “I love you.” He doesn’t say anything but you feel him stiffen beside you.

“The boys are heading out tonight we can meet up with them if you like? Maybe take your mind off it, at least for the night anyway.”

“Yeah I’d like that.”

The club is full tonight and the music is loud, it’s vibrations running right through you. After a round of shots Omar brings you into the dance floor and you both loose yourself to the music. Your grinding up on him, his hands rubbing all over you. Turning around in his arms you kiss him passionately, one of the boys coming up beside you whispering, “think you should get a room boss!” You both laugh as you continue to kiss. Pulling away you make your way to the bar trying to gain the barman’s attention when a hand touches your lower back. Thinking it’s Omar you lean into his touch until to turn to face him and it’s not Omar, it’s Jason.

His eyes rake over your form, his hand still firmly placed on your lower back and you can feel it getting lower.

“Your looking…..fine.” Your frantically looking around for Omar hoping you can make eye contact, but you can’t see him anywhere.

“Did you like the flowers I sent you?” Realisation dawns on you and you can feel his grip on you tighten. Your anxiety is through the roof now and you need to get away from him.

“They…..they were from you?”

“Hmm Hmm and the letter. I know your sorry for dumping me and it’s ok, I forgive you, I no I shouldn’t but I’ll make an exception for you sunshine.”

“Leg go of me! I’m with Omar now and I’m happy I don’t want…”

“Oh that idiot, he’s not good enough for you sunshine, no matter he won’t be a problem.”

Your frozen in fear and you can feel him lead you through the crowd towards the exit. You know you should pull away, scream for help, something but you just can’t.

“I told you you’d be mine soon.”

Omar is with the boys and notices you been gone a little too long.

“Who’s that with Y/N?”

“Bit too friendly with her if you ask me.”

Omar sees exactly what there talking about, he also notices the way you seem afraid. He stalks towards you, anger boiling beneath the service. Jason has you almost out the door when he reaches and grabs a hold of you, pulling you into him. He quietly asks if your ok and nod shake your head, tears beginning to fall from your eyes. This pushes him over the edge as he walks right up to Jason and gets right in his face.

“What the fuck do you think your doing it it’s my girl?”

“Ha your girl, Y/N is mine , always has been. Why don’t you just back off man.”

Omar laughs turning towards you before he swings his arm and punches Jason right in the face. Suddenly the boys come out of nowhere and you all end up outside in an alleyway. Omar continues to beat Jason up, when you finally come to your senses you move towards him begging him to stop. He doesn’t at first not until his eyes meet yours and he moves off Jason. You pull him into you and you can’t help the sobs that escape.

After Jason is taken to hospital you take Omar home and clean him up.

“I’m sorry I got a little carried away back there…”

“Thank you.”

He looks at you a little confused that your thanking him for loosing his cool.

“Jason was the one stalking me. You saved me baby.”

“That son of a bitch! If I’d known that I would have killed him. That asshole scared the women I love I’d put him…”

“What did you say?”

He goes stiff again just realising what exactly he said before his shoulders relax. He pulls you close and kisses you softly.

“I said the women I love.”

“You love me?”

“Course I do baby, have for a while.”

“I love you too.”

“As long as I’m around, I won’t let anyone hurt you, this I promise.”

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