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[newmysterygirl]

I Forgot.

Summary: Reader ends up pregnant but doesn't remember getting pregnant.

Warning: Fainting, hospitals, death mentioned, mention of vomiting.

A/N: Different POV's. Reader's, Juice's and Jax's. ♡ Inspired by @twistnet ♡

Reader's POV

I'm sitting at the bar while the guys are in church when all of a sudden I feel super nauseous. I run to the bathroom and start throwing up. After I throw up I sit there for a second, trying to calm down. My palms were sweating and I felt kinda dizzy. Once I felt a little better I slowly got up, flushed, washed my hands and walked back out to the main area.

The guys were out of church but not everyone was there. Clay,Tig and Happy were missing. Jax is the first to notice me. "There she is! We thought you ran off."

I chuckle and shake my head. I suddenly felt nauseous again and super dizzy. I tried to move to the bar for stability but I saw double and then everything went black.

Juice's POV

We walk out of church and we don't see Y/N anywhere. I look at the camera monitor but don't see her and Tig brought her this morning so I didn't bother looking for her car. Clay,Tig left to handle some stuff, Happy walked them out, talking to Clay. Chibs went behind the bar, pouring me, Jax and himself a shot.

"There she is! We thought you ran off."

She laughed and shook her head. I was about to ask if she was ok because the laugh didn't meet her eyes but it happened so quickly. She went pale and stumbled, reaching out for the bar. Me and Jax both reach a hand out to her but then she dropped.

"Y/N" we all yelled. Like it would help. Jax and I jump off the bar stools. "Chibs" Jax yelled. Chibs comes around the bar and drops down neck to her while Jax and me squat at her side. Chibs checks for a pulse and says "Weak. She needs t' get t' 'he hospital. Now."

"Get the van." Jax orders.

I run to the garage, grab the keys and pull the van up as Jax is walking out with her in his arms, bridal style. I pull up in front of the awning and Chibs rips the door open, helping Jax in with Y/N still in his arms. Once Jax is in Chibs shuts the door and says "I'll call the others go t' St. Thomas."

I nod and check that Jax is seating before rushing to St. Thomas.

Jax's POV

I'm sitting in the back of the van with Y/N in my arms while Juice rushes to St. Thomas. She still hasn't cracked an eye.

I swear I haven't take my eyes off of her, keeping my fingers on her neck to feel her pulse.

We finally arrive at the hospital and Juice jumps out, opening the door I see Tara and some other nurses and doctors. Chibs must of called her.

"What happened?" Tara ask while I put Y/N on the gurney.

"She just passed out."

"She was standing then quickly looked pale and started stumbling before she passed out." Juice adds. Tara looks at me and I nod.

"Ok. We got it."

And they wheel her off. My phone buzzes and I see it's mom. Juice goes to park the van while I take the call.

Reader's POV

I wake up hearing people almost yelling and a loud beeping making me groan.

"Just give it to us straight Doc" Gemma says, holding my hand.

Looking at me the Doctor says “It seems your experiencing a rare case of Hyperemesis Gravidarum. More commonly known as a serve morning sickness.”

It's quite for a minute. Everyone confused. "Morning sickness?" Gemma ask before looking at me then shaking her head looking back at the doctor "You must of mixed up the names because she can't be pregnant. She's a virgin."

I feel everyone turn to look at me, still confused.

"Y/N is that true?" Tara ask

"Maybe we should talk privately." The doctor suggests but me and Gemma both quickly shut that down.

"I haven't had sex and I don't drink or do drugs so it's not like I blacked out and something happened and I don't remember. You better call 2020 if your right 'cause Jesus put a baby in me for real. There is no way *gasp*" I pull my hand to my mouth at the sudden memory of me and -

Gemma pulls me into her arms as the tears pour down my face. I hear Tara say "Let's give them a minute."

Once I hear the door shut I pull away and look at Gemma and through the tear I quickly say "I totally forgot."

"Forgot what baby" Tig says standing at my right.

I sit up straight, looking at my hands in my lap I take a deep breath and say " The day before-" I start sobbing again, Tig kisses my head, rubbing my head. Jax puts his hand on my leg, rubbing it. I finally get it together and quickly say "Before Kozik died we had sex and" looking up at Gemma, tears in my eyes "I forgot. I forgot. I forgot that lost my virginity." Now sobbing.

"Awe sweetheart you were grieving and so much was going on."

"Yeah doll. Alot was going on its ok."

"So we don't need to call 2020?" Jax ask making me laugh through the tears, I shake my head looking at him "No. Sorry we're not gonna be millionaires."

The mood starts lightning up.

We're joking till it's time to do a ultrasound. Everyone gathers around.

Gemma,Clay,Tig,Juice,Happy,Opie,Chibs, Jax and even Piney came up here to check on me.

Taking guesses on if it's a girl or a boy, making bets on who's right.

I'm 10 weeks now and looking at my little prune shaped babies in my stomach I start feeling..... excited and looking at everyone's faces I doubt feel so scared to bring these baby into the world.

Maybe they won't have there biological dad but they definitely won't have the lack of the father figure.

Should I do a part two like follow up on how the pregnancy went with everyone's help or once the baby is born? Should it be a boy or girl?

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Four Seasons (Angel Reyes)

A/N: I wrote this after my organic chemistry exam as I was just a mess emotionally. I couldn’t this idea out of my head after I heard ‘Four Seasons of Loneliness’ by Boyz II Men. Hope you all enjoy this story!

Warnings: Angst, I’m honestly so sorry. Please don’t hate me! <3

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It was Spring.

The flowers were blooming yet, the joy that spring usually brought to him, was lost. 

Placing the flowers on her grave, he held the tears back, taking a deep breath.

"Querida, you’re lucky I love you because this place is always so windy when I come by." He tried to make a joke, but the happiness couldn't even reach him.

It was a freak accident. He expected for her to survive, but it just didn't happen.

The first season without her, loneliness seeping in as her death finally sunk in for him. 

She was gone. 

And there was nothing he could do to protect her.

“I still haven’t named her. I feel like the shittiest person because I can’t even stand looking at my own daughter.” Angel sat against her headstone, resting the back of his head against it as he bent his knees, resting his elbows on his knees. “It’s been two months and I can’t look at her without thinking of you. She has your nose, she has my eyes, but every time I look at her, all I can see is your lifeless eyes looking at me.”

Angel broke down then, the traumatizing scene in the delivery room forever embedded in his mind. She was bleeding too much. They both knew that this pregnancy was a risk, but she wanted to have the baby, she wanted to take that risk.

But he didn’t. 

He didn’t want to lose her.

And he did.

“What am I supposed to do without you? I can’t even fucking breathe.” Angel sobbed out. “She’s staying with Pops. I know you’re pissed that I won’t even hold her, but, she took you away from me.” He sounded selfish. He sounded like a prick, but it was how he felt. 

She was able to hold her daughter before everything fell apart for Angel. They happily held the newborn, looking down at her. She was the most perfect thing in the world. But then she crashed, they ushered Angel outside, their daughter being placed in a makeshift crib. When the doctors came back out, the somber look on their faces broke Angel’s heart. 

‘We’re so sorry Mr. Reyes. We tried everything we possibly could, but she lost far too much blood.’

January 8th, 2020 was when he lost her.

Angel never really recovered from that. 

He spent four hours by her gravesite daily, speaking to her about nonsense, but he couldn’t face the reality she was no longer in his arms. When he made it home, Felipe was there with his daughter. She was having her bottle, eyes drifting close as she enjoyed her milk. 

“Pops, not now.” 

“Listen, I’m not too old to smack you around son. I understand you’re in pain, that every time you look at her you see your wife, but she’s your daughter Angel. She made it out alive. Honor your wife and be there for your daughter.” Felipe has let Angel mourn enough, it was time for him to face the music. 

His daughter needed a father. 

Felipe handed Angel’s daughter over to him. Angel cautiously held her, her big brown eyes looking up at him. She studied him, moving closer to his warmth. Angel hasn’t seen his daughter since the day she was born. Looking at her proved to be too painful, but holding her now, seeing his wife’s eyes, it was like he fell in love all over again. 

The tears fell from his eyes, realizing how badly he fucked up, how selfish he was. He had a daughter to care for, her daughter and he wasn’t going to let her down.

He wasn’t able to protect her, but he was going to protect his daughter with every fiber of his being. 

It was Summer.

A season that brought on endless joy since vacations were planned and the kids were out of school.

The days were longer, enabling everyone to enjoy the day.

The heat was unbearable. Nothing new there. Sometimes Angel felt numb to the heat, but other times he would feel it since Michaela, his daughter, hated it. If the apartment even went higher than 73 degrees, she was upset. It made Angel smile, your daughter was so much like his wife.

But the pain was still ever present.

Michaela was now seven months old. 

Angel was overprotective and that was mildly describing how he was with his daughter. 

Little Michaela had her father, tio’s and grandfather doting over her. Every little thing she did, there was a video and multiple pictures as proof. When she even so much as sniffled, she was immediately brought to the doctor. Collectively, they were all raising Michaela, since Angel was still a wreck.

Angel no longer visits her gravesite daily, but he did it every two days with Michaela tagging along. He would tell her about the day they met, when they began to date, he talked to his daughter endlessly and she listened to her father too. 

The ache in Angel’s heart was still present, at night, he would find himself turning to pull his wife against him and she wasn’t there. There were times that he would call her number and would pause, waiting till her voicemail came on and he would hear her voice again. Eventually, the number was disconnected. 

It was painful for Angel, having to raise his daughter all on his own. But he was trying his best.

“Look at my baby with her bow.” Angel had placed a headband on Michaela with a cute periwinkle bow. “You look so beautiful princesa.” He was preparing Michaela for Sunday BBQ at his father’s place. 

Ever since your passing, Angel found that he and his father became closer, relating with one another regarding the pain they felt when they lost the love of their life. He understood now when his father spoke to his mother's urn, he did the same thing at her gravesite. 

Michaela giggled as her father kissed her cheek.

“You look just like mommy.” Angel was having a hard time letting go of her, and he honestly didn’t think he would anytime soon or even at all. “I love Mommy with all my heart and I promise to love and cherish you till the day I die.” 

When Angel arrived at his father’s EZ was there grilling in the backyard. He saw Coco and Gilly smoking at the side. He nodded his head at them before making his way over to EZ.

“Hey, Pops went to buy some milk for Ella.” EZ kissed his niece on the cheek. “Don’t you look beautiful, mi preciosa.” 

“I’ll take Ella.” Coco appeared out of nowhere taking Ella from Angel. He gladly handed her over, trusting his brothers. 

“How you holding up?” EZ questioned, turning the meat over.

“I’m good.” Angel situated himself near the grill, nursing a beer in his hand that Gilly had handed him once Michaela was with Coco.

“You don’t have to lie to me Angel.”

“Ezekiel, my answer is the same every fucking time you asked. It hasn’t gone away. She just fucking died.” Angel took a deep breath, closing his eyes. “I’m sorry, you didn’t deserve that.”

“It’s fine, I get it, you’re hurting.” EZ sat beside his older brother. He couldn’t fathom what Angel was feeling. They were together for almost ten years. He knew how much Angel loved her, how much he adored her and now she was gone. And he also knew his brother’s self destructive behavior. “You know it wasn’t your fault right?”

Angel has been avoiding talking about his wife’s passing for quite some time. It was too painful.

But it felt like it was his fault. He promised, vowed to her that he would hold and protect her, but he wasn’t able to. 

It was what ate Angel up most. 

He couldn’t do anything but wait for the doctor to come out.

“Hard to see that.”

“I can’t begin to comprehend what you’re going through, but I’m here for you Angel. You’re my brother, you know I love you. And you know I’m here for Michaela too.”

Angel smiled. “I love you too punk.”

It was crazy how he was surrounded by people, yet the loneliness persisted and he knew why.

He wanted her, that was all he needed.

It was Fall.

Didn’t feel any different than summer till it was night. 

The nights have become colder, days becoming shorter.

The pain was slowly fading, but from time to time he would find things that reminded him of his wife and it would come back. He couldn’t even take off his wedding ring and he had no plans to do so. 

Fuck till death do us part, she lived on in his heart and that’s what fucking mattered.

Michaela was crawling now and he was currently baby proofing the apartment. She was pulling herself up to stand, but she hasn’t walked, not yet. But he knew she eventually would. It was only a matter of time. Angel saw your mother the other week. They spoke weekly. His wife’s mother was fond of Angel and offered to live with him till he got situated, but he politely declined. He just wanted to be alone with Michaela. He appreciated the help, but he didn’t want to be a burden to her mother. Losing his wife was difficult for her as well.

At times, Angel dreamed of her. It was less frequent but he looked forward to those dreams. They spoke about Michaela, what they wanted for her and how she wanted to raise her. They spoke about it often before she gave birth, but in his dreams, it didn’t feel like a memory, it felt real. It was as if she was communicating with him. 

“She’s so adorable, you’re doing so good with her.”

“It wasn’t her fault Angel.”

“It wasn’t your fault Angel.”

“She’s so loved baby, thank you.”

“I miss you.”

It was difficult for Angel. The loneliness hasn’t faded, no matter how hard he fucking tried.

But the loneliness hit differently because fall was her favorite season. Halloween was her favorite holiday and she always decked out the apartment for it. They watched one film a day, with a marathon of the Halloween franchise on the 31st. 

Now, he was doing the same with Michaela, but more kid friendly Halloween films.

“What should you be for Halloween? You really like Sophia of Avalon, but I think you’d be so good as a little biker girl.” Angel had his arm around Michaela as she watched Casper. It surprised Angel that Michaela was immersed in any movie he put on. At times she would pull herself up, watching the movie standing up. Every little thing Michaela did, Angel was amazed with. Each day, he fell more and more in love with his daughter.

If he was being honest, having her was making the ache less and less. He loved talking to her most because she would just listen, smile, laugh, anything she did, he was marveled by.

“Michaela,” Angel immediately got her attention, she looked up at her father. “It’s you and me against the world mama, okay? Daddy will always be here for you, no matter what. I’ll never leave you.”

Michaela smiled, your smile, and Angel kissed the top of her head.

“You would have loved your mom, she was the kindest person I know. Whenever she would laugh, it was so infectious.” Angel leaned back, smiling as he remembered how you would laugh at all his jokes. At first he thought she was faking it, just trying to appease him, but he realized that she was very easy to please and he made it a mission to always hear her laugh. “She was so excited to meet you.”

“I’ll make sure you never forget her.” Angel touched his ring. “Cause I never will.”

It was Winter.

Michaela’s first Christmas. 

Angel went above and beyond. He picked a Christmas tree, one of the ones in a fucking yard. The apartment was all decked out. He got her a sock that was hanging over his mantle. For once, he felt some excitement. He couldn’t wait for Michaela to open presents, to just do about anything. She was walking now and he loved running after her. She would squeal, laughing as Angel slowly chased after her. 

He took things one day at a time and the pain seemed to lessen. The loneliness just came at night, which wasn’t shocking. He didn’t cry as much as he used  to, but he found himself tearing up every now and then. 

EZ was holding Michaela as Angel cooked some soup. She had been sick as of late, the common cold overtaking her. Angel hated seeing his baby so miserable. EZ had been staying with them so they could alternate taking care of Michaela at night but more than not, she wanted her daddy.

“At least the fever is gone.” EZ soothingly ran his hand up and down her back, Michaela resting her head on his shoulder.

“Shit freaks me out, she’s always so energetic.” Angel frowned as he watched Michaela just looking at him, letting out a cough. 

“She’ll be fine. The fever is gone.” EZ tried to appease his brother’s worries. He was worried as well, but he knew she would be fine.

“Princesa, you ready to eat soup?” Angel questioned her, earning a nod.

EZ sat her on her high chair, causing Michaela to immediately cry out. It freaked out both EZ and Angel, as she’s never done that before.

“Dada!” She shrieked out, Angel felt his world stop.

It was Michaela’s first word. 

She said Dada.

EZ and Angel looked at one another before Angel rushed over to her and picked her up. He kissed the side of her head, cooing her as her sobbing quieted down.

“It’s okay baby, daddy’s here.” Angel cradled her head, letting her lay her head on his shoulder.

“That was her first word?” EZ was in awe of Angel’s transformation. 

“Yeah, it was.” 

Angel laid in bed, Michaela sleeping right beside him, a pillow and a bed rail blocking one side and him on the other side. He watched her, the humidifier helping out with her congestion to help her sleep. 

“Babe, she said her first word today.” Angel softly smiled. He spoke to you often. He felt fucking crazy, creepy even. He regretted thinking that his father was insane by talking to his mother’s urn, but he knew why he did it now. It made the pain in his chest ache less and well, he didn’t miss her as much. “Mi amor, te extraño tanto.”

By Christmas, Michaela was much better. She was opening gifts with Felipe, playing with the wrapper more than the toys she received. Felipe fondly watched his granddaughter as she played with the wrapper of the present she just recently opened. Angel was sitting on the couch, smiling as he watched Michaela open another present.

“Look Ellie, tio got you something.” EZ presented the Stitch Doll that he bought for her. The doll was almost as big as her. 

She squealed in delight, hugging the stitch doll. 

“Dada, ook!” She nuzzled her face on Stitch, her giggles filling the room.

Angel sat on the floor with his daughter, watching her as she hugged the Stitch Doll.

No one would ever fill his wife’s position in Michaela’s life. 

But Michaela was surrounded by people who loved her.

These past four seasons have been fucking hell for Angel. But as the weather changed, the time passed, the pain eased. The loneliness would always be present, but with Michaela with him, he didn’t feel as lonely.

“Hey baby,” he placed the flowers on the bed of her grave, balancing Michaela on his hip. “Michaela is a year old now. You should see her, she’s walking too.” He placed her on the ground, watching as she walked over to the gravestone, sitting down in front. Angel chuckled, smiling as his daughter bent down to smell the flowers. “She’s just like you. Fucking hates the mornings, loves having ice cream at the middle of the night.” 

“I miss you querida, so much. I know you’re looking down at us, watching us.” Angel looked up in the sky, the wind picking up. “We’ll meet again someday, but for now, Michaela needs me. One day, we’ll be together again, like we always planned.”

He could survive.

He could survive for her.

He could survive for Michaela.

Four seasons of loneliness that he survived and he’ll continue to do so.

Maybe someday he’ll meet someone again, but Michaela was his number one priority.

They would meet again.

And he couldn’t wait for that.

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angel reyes + coco cruz + ez reyes dating an introverted s/o

─ Heya what would Angel, Coco and Ez be like with an introverted s/o? Like would they know when their partner feels uncomfortable in loud situations with lots of people like a party? How would they react if their s/o needed their own time to like recharge and stuff? Hope this is okay. Thank you so much

- as a whole, angel, coco, and ez are all quite hyperaware of what’s gonna on. having spent time with you, they know the signs to look for when you start to grow uncomfortable at a club party.

- though, how they handle and care for you once they notice is different between the three of them

angel

- once angel catches on, he’s quick to move to your side. he doesn’t exactly ask you what’s wrong aloud, knowing that drawing attention to you is the last thing you want. so he scans your face, before he asks a simple question, ‘stay or home?’ depending on your answer, he’ll happily accommodate you and what you need.

- if you want to go home, he’ll quickly dispose of his beer, and grab your bag from behind the bar. he’ll bid farewell to everyone for you, as he guides you out of the loud clubhouse and toward his bike. 

- if you wanted to stay, but need some time to recharge, he’ll usher you into his dorm, make sure you have everything you need. he’ll stay if you want him, or he’ll head back out to the party if you just need some time alone. either way, he lets you choose when you want to came back out

- if worse comes the worse, he does have his phone on him so if you change your mind and want to go home, he’s ready to depart

coco

- when coco notices, he tries not to make too much of a scene as he slides in next to you. he’ll wrap his arm around your shoulders, have you lean into him as he gently talks to you, but loud enough that only you can hear him.

- he offers to take you home, or walk around with you outside. he gives you options and follows you where ever you want to go. however, if you are needing some space and time to yourself, he does get a little upset but knows that it’s for the best. all he wants to do is help you

- but he’s more than happy to sit with you out on his bike, at one of the picnic tables outside, or even in his dorm. he’ll sit next to you, and won’t say a word unless you want him to. he’s just content to be with you. and will emerge from where ever the two of you were whenever you are ready to head back out

ez

- when ez notices, he might be after everything has finally calmed down. he’s not running around the clubhouse, refreshing beers and other various drinks. he does ask you how you’re doing in passing, with a case of beer in his hands. if he notices anything of concern, he quickly finishes up what he needs to do before attending to you

- while he can’t exactly take you home, he does offer to take you outside to cool off a little bit, or he can take you to his trailer on the property. either way, he’s perfectly fine which moving you for a situation that is making you uncomfortable.

- he can’t guarantee that he’ll be able to stay with you if you ask, but is happy to let you decompress and gather yourself before deciding if you want to head back to the party. he doesn’t mind if you want to head home, as he does kiss you gently with a promise he’ll come by to check on you when the parties worn out

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dating herman kozik would include

general

- you meeting his brother’s in a very important part in his club life. this not only means that you are one that’s going to stick around, but it means that you’re ready to meet the family. they welcome you with open arms, but you do have to gain their trust.

- like any of his brothers, he would drop anything for you in a heartbeat. of course, within reason. never feel like you can’t tell him something as he will always be there for you. you should never feel afraid to face any thing you aren’t comfortable with by yourself

little things

- teaches you how to defend yourself. whether it’s boxing or shooting a gun, he wants you to be prepared for anything. having someone like you at his side is easy to have, but hard to keep. and he would hate himself if you were ever used as a way to weaken the club and you didn’t know how to defend yourself.

- if you ever can’t sleep, he offers to take you on midnight rides, where you just ride out until you get far away enough in one direction and then turn back. usually puts you right to sleep the minute you get home

- while it’s not something you do often, he enjoys it when you randomly drop by the clubhouse with some lunch for him or just to stop and say hi to him as he working in the shop. he gets teased about it, but could care less as it was important to him that you just took time out of your day to come and say hi to him.

affection

- nickname, babe. kozik tends to use this nickname more than your actual name as it rolls off the tongue so easily. also the bonus of getting to see your bright smile when he calls you by said nickname. while he will rarely use your name, unless the situation is serious, he always does enjoy just saying your name as well.

- hugs, are a very big thing for him. he’s a hugger at heart and loves getting to wrap his arms around you any chance he gets. it’s his form of greeting with not only you, but his brothers. on the same side, kozik does always like to have an arm wrapped around you in some way, either waist or shoulders.

- kisses, contrary to popular belief, this man has some of the softest kisses. just don’t tell any of his brothers. he likes gently cupping your face with his hands, brushing your cheeks with the pads of his thumbs, then planting kisses on you starting at your forehead and ending at your lips.

- holding hands, don’t happen as much as seen in some other relationships. his main reasoning behind grabbing onto your hand is when he’s pulling you somewhere or when he’s trying to get your attention, otherwise, it’s always him wrapping an arm around you.

- cuddling, happens whenever you seem to initiate it. he won’t ever complain about you wanting to cuddle with him, and actually misses it when he’s away on runs or if you ever have to leave town for any reason. he doesn’t always ask for cuddling, but will snuggle up to you on the couch and just wait for you to realize what he’s asking for.

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poison [ deacon kay ]

⋯ SUMMARY ; the relationship that you had worked to keep secret from your brother, is put to the test when you get poisoned trying to protect a high-profile journalist

⋯ WARNINGS ; female!reader, tw [ graphic description of being poisoned ], general angst + mature language 

⋯ NOTE ; while there are no physical descriptors of the ‘reader’, it is however implied that the ‘reader’ is white as they are a sibling of a white character as asked in the request

your phone buzzed once again in your pocket, signaling a call had been sent to voicemail. you opted to ignore it, seeing as you were currently trying finish up a short meeting about where the team was in the investigation. with 

when the meeting concluded, you glanced down at your phone, watching it vibrate in your hand as jim’s name flashed on the screen. you knew why he was calling, and there was no doubt that it was about the situation regarding your mom and her parole. in the few visits you had managed to make, you hadn’t gotten the purest of intentions from her. for the sake of yourself and jim, you were determined to make things work.

you quickly thumbed through the apps, intent on calling your younger brother back as you walked to your desk to finish up any paperwork from the day. the phone only rang twice before the phone clicked, your brother’s voice uttering a quick greeting before you spoke, “what is it with our mother this time, jim?” his distinct sigh sounds through the receiver, making you groan internally as what trouble your mother had managed to get into before even getting to leave the prison.

“she denied the housing they set up for her in long beach.” your body abruptly stopped, the files in your hand slamming onto the hard surface of your desk as you tried to gather yourself, knowing that responding in angry was going to get you nowhere. “why the hell would she do that, knowing fully well that she can’t be processed for parole if she doesn’t have somewhere to live?” your fingers came to pinch the bridge of your nose in aspiration, “what was her reasoning?”

“she wants to live closer to us.” of course. that was her reasoning to get jim to side with her. knowing fully well that if she had said that to you, you would have seen right through the lie she had spun to weave her way back into your good graces. the night your father was killed, and your mother arrested, nothing about what happened sat right with you. pushing you to pursue a career in profiling. leading to revelations that your mother had been manipulating you and your brother the entire time. by result, you had stopped visiting her, citing you were just too busy with school and then your job. “i can understand that jim, but where is she gonna find housing on such short notice? her papers have to be processed by the end of the week stating where she is going, or they won’t let her go.” 

“i already got that taken care of-” you immediately groaned at his quick reassurance, “please tell me you didn’t offer up your place.” his scoff sounding from the other side spoke the volumes to you. while you would have applauded your brother for opening his house to someone in need, this wasn’t the case. “she’s our mother. what was i supposed to do? leave her in prison?” yes.

you shook your head, removing your thoughts from your mind. quickly gulping down your response and taking a quick breath to steady yourself before you spoke. "look, all i’m saying is that she shouldn’t have turned down the housing her parole officer set up for her. this could mean some bad things for your position in swat if she’s found violating her parole. you’ll have to get your commanding officer to sign off on the replacement.”

“i’ve already got the forms. hondo just needs to sign them.” you sighed to yourself, slightly frustrated that had already gotten everything together and only called you more out of courtesy to let you know what was going to happen. you could roast his ass over the fire for it later, but once again choked down a rude comment in favor of making the best of the situation given.

“you do whatever you think is right, just please be careful.” your partner called your name, waving for you to follow once you had met eyes. with a quick nod, you grabbed your items before heading for the door, “i need to go, i’m being called on a case, but we’ll talk about this more later tonight.” and what a long night that would intel.

your morning ended with your partner dropping you outside your temporary assignment for the night, wishing you a quick good luck before they headed in to their own. you steeled yourself, knowing it was going to be a long day. and given the extend of the setup the lapd had managed to set up before the even started signaled you were indeed, in for a long night.

“what are you doing here?” jim’s voice caught your attention, snapping you out of your zone as you smiled at him, pairing it with a playful eye roll. “good to see you too, jim.” nodding to victor, who stood next to him, in a brief greeting. “captain cortez called in to our division for a specialist, i was the only one who could take the case.” now, it wasn’t the entire truth. you had practically jumped at the chance to work with twenty david with the small hope that you would be able to see deacon.

heels sounded across the floor of the hotel conference room. a bright smile making its way to the lips of the swat captain as she approached the small group, “and i’m so glad to have you here. i trust the files i sent over were of use?” you smiled in return, turning to face the woman. in the years of experience, you had found captain cortez to be one of the easier swat captains to get along with. “they were. i have a solid profile strung together. just hope they take this chance to strike.”

she tilted her head, gesturing for you to follow behind her as she brought you up to the staging area, they had set up for irina’s conference. “let’s get you fitted with some equipment, and we’ll have you walk the floor with swat. see if you can’t catch someone’s slip up.” she quickly flipped around, pulling a lighter padded vest from one of the equipment lockers, and allowing a lieutenant to hand you over an earpiece and walkie. he quickly explained the features and simple activation before passing you back off to the captain. just as you had buckled the vest into place, you heard the familiar chuckle of a well-known sergeant. 

“well, if it isn’t swats favorite profiler. glad you could join us.” hondo greeted, smiling as he gripped the front of his vest. his face was always one to welcome you any time swat called for some additional help on a case. knowing you proved yourself useful on plenty of cases. “always enjoy solving the things swat can’t.” you jabbed, earning another chuckle from the man.

as you laughed, you quickly glanced around the room, making note of the team members from hondo’s and mumfords team, only to come up short when you noticed some were missing. “where’s the rest of your team?” 

“deacon and luca are following up on an address for one of the suspects.” hondo didn’t miss the way your face lightly fell at the mention of these two being gone, though he didn’t have time to get an explanation when you were quickly called to get into position.

the conference had so far gone off without a hitch. you stood next to hondo, watching over the audience and number of reporters that had gathered at the event, trying to fit that last piece of your profile together. if you were right, your suspect would strike now and fast, so you had to check everything. 

irina stopped off stage and was quickly rushed by reporters and fans. hondo and his team reacted quickly, trying to create some distance between irina and the crowd. the woman, however, was persistent to mingle with her fans. this wasn’t the discussed plan, and it was starting to get overwhelming, even for law enforcement standards.

just as irina stopped, smiling as a reporter asked to have something signed. you vaguely heard hondo in the background, explaining they can’t stand around and do this with the possible threat that lurked in the crowd. it wasn’t until you saw the reporter flip his pen toward the blonde women, that you jumped.

knocking irina away right as he clicked his pen, spraying you in the face with a toxic agent. immediately, you face broke out in a rash, and you were aware of the sudden struggle to take a proper breath. you gasped up at hondo, trying your best to stuck in some air, but each time, your throat got tighter. you saw his lips move, his hands coming to grasp your shoulders, shaking you to keep you awake.

hondo reacted quick, issuing orders through his walkie and barely catching sight of his team dispersing at his orders. a crowd had started to form around the two of you and hondo had to think quickly in an effort to save you as quickly as possible. but if he was being honest, he was quickly losing that resolve the more he watched you struggle to take a breath.

when he had gotten a confirmation that luca and deacon were two minutes out, hondo quickly rolled, bracing you across his shoulders as he grabbed your hand. “you grab my hand, and you squeeze. don’t you let go.” he ordered, feeling you weakly grasp at his gloved hand. you held onto his hand, slowly feeling your grip slip as the seconds ticked on. briefly hearing hondo’s voice shout into his walkie as he made his way to the front entrance of the hotel. 

deacon’s blood ran cold at hondo’s words and for a split second, all he could think about in that moment was you. yet, luca’s quick shout brought his attention to the task at hand. the antidote for what you had been hit with was in this apartment.

with hondo’s instructions, deacon and luca were able to find everything they needed before high tailing it to the hotel. whilst luca drove, speeding through intersections, deacon worked on getting the dosage just right. anything too much or less would result in your death.

black betty screeched to a halt, deacon quickly exiting the vehicle, shouting at his team mates to move so he could kneel beside you. he pulled your blouse away from your shoulder, lining it up with your heart before administering. it was a few seconds of tense silence, before you gasp for breath, your eyes reopening. the team around you cheered, a huge weight being lifted.

deacon sighed in relief, watching as you took some deep breaths, your airways slowly reopening once more. he stepped back, letting jim fret over you for a short minute until an ambulance arrived. he told himself he would visit later, but it did nothing to soothe his aching heart and the guilt that slowly ate him. what if he had not gotten there in time?

he lingered, watching the paramedic take your vitals before loading you into the back of the vehicle and taking off. “you alright, deac?” hondo sounded from his side, a concerned expression flooding over his features. “just...overwhelmed. it was a close call.” he caught hondo nodding, silently agreeing with the older man as he watched the scene slowly grow with more patrol cars entering the area to get the suspects booked and processed. "it was. but let’s get back to hq and get you changed, so you can go visit her.”

hondo’s comment had caught him off guard, deacon’s hand coming to grab his leader’s vest to stop him. his face betrayed him, the hidden emotion slowly bubbling to surface across his features. “hondo...” he trailed off, not quite finding the right words to say. he had thought his relationship with you was quite fool proof. in the sense that no one knew about your shared relation. “i’ve known about it for a while.” 

deacon watched the man walk off with a small smile, heading toward black betty to get the equipment loaded to return to hq for debrief. it would be hours later before deacon would find himself walking into the hospital way past visiting hours, flowers in hand. he found your room and quietly entered the room, finding you resting. he debated with himself for a bit, before opting to set the flowers on the nearby table and making his way to the door. “david?”

you voice caught his attention, turning with a smile as he walked back toward your bed. “is jim here?” he questioned, taking the empty seat positioned next to you. “he went to get coffee... you came.” the look your face held was one of surprise. and deacon hadn’t blamed you, he was surprised he had shown up as well, but he was worried, and your brother be damned if he came stumbling in with him there. all that mattered was you. “of course, i did. why wouldn’t i?”

you paused “i saw you... after you saved me...you looked upset.” your lips downturned slightly, some guilt lingering in your heart for one, putting yourself in danger and two, worrying your boyfriend. “i was just scared, sweetheart. i couldn’t imagine if i hadn’t gotten there in time...” he trailed off, seemingly shaking a bad thought from his mind as he refocused on you. “but you did.” your hand coming to intertwine with his, “david. i’m laying here in this bed alive because of you.”

deacon leaned forward, bringing your hand to his lips as he quietly thanked god that his prayers had worked. he opened his mouth to speak, only to interrupted as jim reentered the room, quite loudly, with a coffee and honeybun in hand. jim looked up from his treat, finding deacon in his spot from before and handing his sister’s hand. “woah. okay. am i missing something here?” choking down the bite of his honeybun, “i mean, it’s cool. am i a little upset that you didn’t tell me? yes. but i’m happy for you.”

however, he quickly picked up on the discomfort, so he quickly adjusted himself before clearing his throat. “so, i’m gonna head home. seeing as deacon is here and i’m tired. i’ll come visit you in the morning.” he yelled, the last part of his sentence becoming muffled by his last bite of the dessert as he waved and exited the room.

jim would surely grill you the next morning regarding your relationship, but at that moment, you didn’t really care. seeing as the one person who made your life special was sitting right next to you.

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nsfw alphabet [ joel miller ]

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a = aftercare [ what they’re like after sex ]

it takes some time before joel gets around to aftercare. he likes to revel in the moment and just take a quicker breather with you still in his grasp. during this time, he’ll press few lingering kisses to your skin before he gets up, bring you with him toward the bathroom to get the two of you cleaned up.

whether you take a shower together or just get cleaned up with a wash cloth, it doesn’t really matter, just depends on the mood you’re in. if you’re just heading back to bed, he’ll take you back just as you are. but it it’s a early morning session, he’ll bring some clothes in for you to get dressed before your day starts

b = body part [ their favorite body part of theirs, and also their partner’s ]

himself -- a given are his hands. he can do alot with them, from carrying various weapons to his hobby of woodcraving. he does, at first, become a little self conscious of just how rough they are and tries to keep from being to rough with you, almost shying away from your touch. it’s most likely not until you say something to him about how much you enjoy his touch that he’s gonna open up.

you -- the first thing joel is gonna most likely notice, is the way you hold yourself. he’ll see the strength you carry and how you use it to get through your patrols or runs for supplies in the neighboring towns. from there, he’s gonna notice more of your features, feeling himself drawn more toward your eyes as they are his gate to everything you’re feeling in that given moment. 

c = cum [ anything to do with cum basically…i’m a disgusting person ]

joel has always made sure that a condom was available, given the world he currently lives in, there are no forms of protection aside from just trying to be as careful as possible. he does make a habit of pulling out, as it’s a risk and would rather talk to you about it before he does anything you don’t want. 

if he’s in a more established relationship, like he’s married to you, it make be a different story. but for now, he’s gonna play it stuff until you say anything or your relationship changes.

d = dirty secret [ pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs ]

this was something he hadn’t ever realized, but he does enjoy watching you dance. sometimes dina will manage to pull you to the floor when some younger hiphop songs comes on during dance night. there could be nothing sexual about it but it’s the fact that his eyes are glued to your ass makes him tight in the pants.

e = experience [ how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing? ]

i feel like joel has some experience under his belt. his younger years were probably filled with plenty of women, including the time he had with his first wife. even after the outbreak, i feel like he and tess hooked up a few times over the course of them working together but it was more of a means to an end and it was simply for a release of tension, nothing more. so he knows what he’s doing.

f = favorite position [ this goes without saying ]

no preference -- joel most likely is gonna be good with whatever position that works for the two of you. meaning, he really has no preference, just wants it to be comfortable. he would prefer a position where he could see your face, but will do just about any position.

g = goofy [ are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc ]

joel is more goofy outside of the bedroom. he likes cracks jokes and teases to get you riled up before taking you to bed. he wants to take all sexual acts quite seriously, just in the event he or you don’t like something that is going on. there needs to be a clear boundary so nothing is taken as a joke when either says ‘stop’ or ‘wait’

h = hair [ how well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc ]

prior to the outbreak, joel tried to keep things pretty clean. it was more to impress and a ‘i put in the work to clean up before i got into bed with someone’, but he had no preference one way or the other. he also didn’t expect his partner to recuperate. he doesn’t expect someone to shave for him if they don’t want to. post outbreak, that was all kinda thrown out the window. he couldn’t care less.

i = intimacy [ how are they during the moment, romantic aspect… ]

he has quite the romantic side when it comes to impressing you. if he’s given the time to prepare, he likes to cook a good meal, set with alcohol and some light smooching. once bellies are full, he likes to pull out some of the old dvds jackson has found on various runs. it’s not long into the movie before you’re all over each other. he likes to take his time and let you and him get lost in the moment. enjoy each other with some passionate love making

j = jack off [ masturbation headcanon ]

when joel was younger, he would have most likely gotten himself off. however, times have changed and so has his body. he doesn’t have many of the urges he use to. that being said, if he does get a little tight in the jeans, he just waits until he get some time alone with him rather than take care of it himself. he also finds that the time he does pop a tent is in the most unneeded moments so he really can’t stop and just take care of it because you just so happen to be wearing the jeans he likes.

k = kink [ one or more of their kinks ]

dominance -- usually comes out when the frustration is high and he just needs to relieve some tension that has build up. he will tell you what to do, moving you if you are too slow to comply with his request and will get quite stern with you if there’s even the slightly of backtalk or brattiness. of course, any form of punishment is talked about before hand so no boundaries are crossed. he will constantly check in with you to make sure everything is good on your end

l = location [ favorite places to do the do ]

his house is his safe place. he’s not really gonna want to stray too far from that space and run any risk. sure, he’s gotten handsy with you in the small like alley behind the dance hall but it’s never gone any further than some groping and grinding. he always takes you back to his place or yours. he feels like you deserve more than some quick fuck in a dark alley.

m = motivation [ what turns them on, gets them going ]

it doesn’t take much to get joel all riled up. just about anything can get him in the mood. he tends to try and keep his cool whenever you are around him, allowing you to make any of the first moves indicating what you want to the night to end with. so it really doesn’t take much. joel is also one to just sit back and admire you from afar.

n = no [ something they wouldn’t do, turn offs ]

while joel is willing to work with the things you want to try out, he has some rules/morals he wishes to abide by. he completely draws the line at bringing any harm to you, physically and mentally. this means if the place isn’t jackson then it’s already a no. joel’s main concern is just your safety, and he would hate to be the one person to have caused or inflicted any pain or put you in danger.

o = oral [ preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc ]

giving and receiving is split 50/50. however, joel could spend hours in between your thighs and die happy without a second thought. he does have some experience in the field of giving oral, he knows what to do with his tongue and find all of the parts that make you jump. but he’s willing to take his time to find out what makes you tick and make it a pleasurable experience for you.

p = pace [ are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc. ]

the pace usually depends on the mood the two of you are in. his go to is something slow and sensual, liking to take his time with you and give you a good experience. other times, it needs to be fast and rough, the pent up tension he has or he’s just taki g his anger out in a way that just brings pleasure to the both of you. he does make sure though that you are 100% on board with what’s going on before even starting.

q = quickie [ their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc. ]

joel sees the appeal in having quickies. they usually take place before he has to be out on patrol, the two of you trying to cum then get dressed before tommy comes knocking on the door wandering where the two of you have been. he enjoys the aspect of it, and makes he his personal goal to see how many times he can get you to cum or just how quickly he can reduce you to a puddle.

r = risk [ are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc. ]

joel isn’t one to take too many risks, seeing as he always has to be on alert and stand-offish with people he encounters. he doesn’t take to many risks when it comes to patrols or runs, so it would translate into his sex life as well. so it really boils down to things that could possibly put you or him in danger. if there is something you are wanting to try, all he would like is just to for you to ask talk with him first and see if it would plausible to incorporate.

s = stamina [ how many rounds can they go for, how long do they last… ]

joel tends to enjoy one long drawn out session with you. he’ll typically only cum once, but is working to ensure that you cum at least twice before he does so. if you would like to go another round, he’s more than happy to oblige. just give him a few moments to catch his breathe before you string on him.

t = toy [ do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves? ]

given the apocalypse, there aren’t many toys still left lying around. and if there are, they most likely aren’t in the best of shape.

joel had always prided himself in the use and skill of his hands i.e. that whole woodcarving studio he has. so it’s really no surprise when he prefers a more hands on method and reducing you to a puddle with his fingers and hands.

u = unfair [ how much do they like to tease ]

joel isn’t much of a tease in bed. he likes to provide you pleasure and while teasing can get on riled up, he prefers to keep it as a way to get you into bed rather than incorporating it into the routine you share.

outside of the bedroom, he’ll take every moment he can to tease or frustrate you to no end. brushes of his hand or body against yours, pressing a ghost of a kiss against your neck, and squeezing you gently with his hands. he has no preference but does enjoy the asperated look on your face when he manages to take you by surprise.

v = volume [ how loud they are, what sound they make ]

joel is a mix of grunts and groans, with a small twist of dirty talk. in the beginning, he tried to keep it quiet. it was out of necessity given the world they lived in. so he kept to the small grunts and groans into your neck or against the shell of your ear. as your relationship progressed, he incorporated dirty talk and actually voicing his pleasure with you. 

w = wild card [ get a random headcanon for the character of your choice ]

flannels, especially ones of his are just a complete game changer. he loves seeing you all cozied up in one of his flannels either wearing them out on patrols or wearing them around the house as he drinks his coffee and a record plays in the background

x = x-ray [ let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words ]

six inches, thicker toward the base.

y = yearning [ how high is their sex drive? ]

it’s been some years since he’s had any action, sure he and tess had hooked up a few times before meeting ellie and yourself. he tends to keep more to himself on most occasions but the minute he meets you, he starts to feel more 

he doesn’t act them quite yet, as although things are quite different now due to the outbreak, but he still wants to take his time. however, the minute that line is crossed, he’s always ready. he can suppress his urges, but the minute he gets his hands on you, he has a hard time stopping himself. 

z = zzz [ how quickly they fall asleep afterward ]

joel, of course, doesn’t forget the importance of aftercare. making sure you are all cleaned up and comfortable before settling into bed with you. he’s  a gentleman at heart, meaning he will stay up with you until he sees your eyes start to flutter shut. the two of you could talk nonsense, talking anything and everything before sleep starts to take over the both of you. he’s quick to make sure the two of you are in a comfortable position before he starts to drift off as well.

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dating ellie williams would include

⋯ WARNINGS ; female!reader + general fluff

general

- ellie was very hesitant to start a relationship with you in the beginning. she would skate around her feelings for a while before she would finally get the courage to ask you out. and even then, she would still stutter out her question. 

- sometimes, you’ll drag her to kids night. well, it’s not really kids night, it’s more of a dance that doesn’t allow alcohol. but you have this magic touch that just gets her out on the dance floor with you, no matter how many times she complains

- once she starts to learn guitar, it’s a constant show off of what she was able to accomplish and plays for you whenever she can. sometimes you just her to play something for you and she happily obliges. bonus, if you play the guitar yourself, cute little jam sessions and you teaching her different songs you know. or if you play another instrument, you can bet this girl is gonna find that instrument and beg you to play something for her.

- she teaches you how to use a bow, something you’ve found she very gifted with. she likes that she can get close to you to help correct your stance or positioning, and uses it to her advantage to press a couple of kisses to your neck

little things

- as seen, ellie loves to draw, write things down in her journal. if she gets a spark of creativity, she’ll work on and give you a drawing. sometimes it’s drawings of you, sometimes its different trees or animals she’s seen. you keep them all in a little book

- she has her love of dinosaurs and gnomes, and you definitely go out of your way to find her little gifts that have those on them. she always blushes when you gift them to her and has a special place to put the stuff she can’t exactly carry around with her. her favorite is the little dinosaur pin you got her for her backpack

- comic books. you had secretly gone through her collection, 3 boxes worth and made a list of all the comic books she had. you carried that list in your backpack so if you ran across any comics, you knew which ones she already had so there were no doubles. but she love being surprised with comic books

affection

- nickname, ellie’s go to nickname is babe. it’s short, simple, and gets the point across. plus it falls off the tongue easily and she sometimes finds herself saying it before even thinking it. but the goal is to get your attention somehow and this is her way. just hearing her say ‘babe’ melts your heart and you can’t help but smile each time you hear her say it

- hugs, ellie likes to hug. she’s a little touch starved in that area and will always accept a hug from you. her favorites are when you come up from behind her, giggling the whole time as you aren’t exactly quiet and you wrap your arms around her middle. she pretends to be surprised for your amusement but loves them, none the less. hugs also happen right before patrols or when your headed to guard duty for the night.

- kisses, are shy. she likes to places sweet ones to your neck, temple and cheek before ever thinking about kissing your lips. that’s reserved more for private moments when it’s just the two of you. sometimes she sneaks light kisses right before you head out for patrol when she thinks nobody is looking (everyone is looking but don’t say anything as they think its sweet)

- holding hands, doesn’t happen often. ellie likes to keep her hands free just in case something happens and she get her hand on a weapon. so, don’t expect it too much. however, she will use hand holding as a way to guide you somewhere, like if shes dragging you to her room after a long patrol or if you are dragging her to the dance floor, she allows it.

- cuddling, doesn’t really like to cuddle much. but if you fall asleep curled up next to her during a movie, she won’t complain. she never initiates the cuddling but won’t push you away if you manage to trap her in your arms. but you won’t ever hear her say she loves it when you do.

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nsfw alphabet [ ellie williams ]

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a = aftercare  [ what they’re like after sex ]

ellie gets up, cleans both herself and you up, before nestling up under the covers and cuddling you close. she might tell you about some crazy dina or jesse might have done that day or read you one of her comics.

b = body part  [ their favorite body part of theirs, and also their partner’s ]

herself -- ellie doesn’t have a favorite body part on herself. she doesn’t find anything really appealing or anything that she is proud of or can say she likes more than another part of her body.

you -- that’s a different story. loves every curve, dimple, mark, and freckle on your body. anything you’ve every felt self-conscious about, ellie takes that and turns it into something beautiful. she’s not gonna have you dislike something she loves and considers fine art. while she doesn’t have a favorite part of your body, she will worship every bit of you, if you let her.

c = cum [ anything to do with cum basically…i’m a disgusting person ]

ellie isn’t opposed to cum eating. and depending on your preference, she would let you do the same. things are prepared as best as possible. the two of you not realizing exactly how messy and sticky sex really is, as the pornos you’ve seen make it seem like a cake walk. 

d = dirty secret [ pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs ]

blood and violence. as odd as it might sound, seeing you covered head to toe in blood, sweating, and with a weapon in your hand, just does something to her. she’ll never fully admit to it, but it does sit in the back of her mind and she is occasionally reminded about it whenever you go out on patrol.

e = experience [ how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing? ]

ellie doesn’t have very much experience. she is still learning different things, especially when most books and information she comes across caters more to male-female relationships and sex. so, she has to learn from experience alone. she to a degree knows what she is doing and knows where and what she needs to do. 

f = favorite position [ this goes without saying ]

any position where she can see your face. she is very touchy during acts of intimacy and likes to pepper your face with kisses or just stare into your eyes. all those things she can accomplish with being face-to-face

g = goofy [ are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc ]

ellie is a jokester at heart, so it wouldn’t make sense if she wasn’t somewhat goofy when it came to cracking some sexual jokes or just busted a gut over some cheesy one-liner.

once everything does get more serious, her tone does change and she does want to take what you say seriously. but she’ll do anything to make you smile.

h = hair [ how well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc ]

it’s the apocalypse, luxuries like this are far and few, but if she happens to stumble across a razor or a pair of scissors in jackson, she’ll attempt to clean up. i don’t think she has a preference, and really couldn’t bring herself to care either way. bodies are weird things and it’s perfectly normal.

i = intimacy [ how are they during the moment, romantic aspect… ]

to those who don’t know ellie as much as you do, she appears to be quite stiff and non-affectionate. ellie falls into that category of “hides their emotions behind layers of sarcasm and angst but are secretly soft and caring”. one you are able to slowly bring down those walls she’s built up over the years, she is one goofy woman and you love her to pieces.

j = jack off  [ masturbation headcanon ]

ellie rarely masturbates, she doesn’t spend enough time by herself. given most of her time she is either on patrol, or running around with you or jesse and dina.

if she does indulge in herself, it gets to a point where she gets frustrated with herself, as she can’t finish without you. so she’ll angrily make her way to your house, or get you to come over to hers, and finish that way. and it’s not like you mind, not one bit.

k = kink [ one or more of their kinks ]

knife play -- 

gun play -- 

daddy/mommy -- something ellie picks up as she gets older

l = location [ favorite places to do the do ]

ellie tries to keep the location within the walls of jackson. most of the time, the activities taking place in the little garage she calls home. or sometimes the main house, if you manage to sneak in there when joel is out on patrol.

other times, although few, the two of you might move the activities outside of jackson, but it is rare. it usually ends up with something pre-planned and the place has been cleared of infected and hunters.

m = motivation [ what turns them on, gets them going ]

you -- ellie finds everything you do quite appealing and to an extent, sexy. she is completely in awe of you, comparing you to that of an angel. she does, however, know when and where to let you know just how sexy she does find you in the moment, and again, tries to keep everyone as safe as possible.

n = no [ something they wouldn’t do, turn offs ]

this goes with location, it will never be somewhere unsafe, either due to hunters or infected. she also wouldn’t do anything that would harm you or herself in anyway, or do anything that could diminish either of your reputations.

o = oral [ preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc ]

giving -- ellie doesn’t mind giving or receiving. however, she is more appt to giving than receiving. she will always be the first go down on you, and will usually let you decide on if you want to recuperate. she doesn’t get upset if you aren’t in the mood for giving yourself, and moves on to what’s next

receiving -- if you do decide to give, she is 100% at your mercy and let’s you know it too. ellie curses a lot and she’ll be quick to tell you how good she’s feeling

p = pace [ are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc. ]

it depends on the mood, usually the pace is more go with the flow. ellie isn’t one to really worry about pace, she likes to go off what not only what you’re feeling but her self as well.

q = quickie [ their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc. ]

if there is an instance where ellie would initiate a quickie, it would most likely be in jackson, behind the walls and secure. it comes with the risk, she doesn’t want to leave you exposed or in a vulnerable position. but she can totally get you off in the back corner of the dance hall.

r = risk [ are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc. ]

ellie is always thinking about risk. to her risk equals unsafe, and that’s how you get killed in this new world. so, if you want to try something, or she wants to bring something up, she always looks into it and does her best to ensure that what you want to happen can be done correctly and safely.

and she won’t try anything until the risk lessens. so expect to wait a short while whilst she gets all her stuff in order before she comes to you with an okay.

s = stamina [ how many rounds can they go for, how long do they last… ]

ellie likes one drawn out session. she can put all of her time and effort into making you feel good. plus, she doesn’t want to wear herself or you out. she is able to control more what goes into the one versus the many.

t = toy [ do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves? ]

it’s been 25 years since sex shops were a thing. most of the stuff you come across has been worn down and everything inside is in the same state. plus, even if you did find something, the question of cleanliness and what has that been sitting in for all these years come to mind. 

so, the two of you tend to make due with your hands, fingers and mouths.

u = unfair [ how much do they like to tease ]

ellie teases more as a starter. she likes to rile you up with things like whispering some dirty talk into your ear while the two of you are dancing, place a hand on the inside of your thigh at dinner, or at none the wiser when she shoots you some playful looks after making an all too close call innuendo and watching you get bashful.

though, she never teases in bed, due to how riled up she gets from the teasing before and just can’t wait any longer.

v = volume [ how loud they are, what sound they make ]

ellie curses. a lot. she does release some strangled moans and might splash in a some dirty talk, but she curses like a sailor most of the time. and based on the way she curses, you can tell if you’re doing something she likes or she’s enjoying herself

w = wild card [ get a random headcanon for the character of your choice ]

once in a while, the two of you get stranded away from jackson. so you have to find shelter for the evening, or until the weather passes outside. ellie and you will get frisky and might end up having sex in the place you’re hunkered down at. this, of course, comes with it’s own risks and ellie will never do anything with you unless she knows for sure that you are safe.

y = yearning [ how high is their sex drive? ]

it’s hit or miss. she’s a teenager, slowly learning about her body and needs. some days, ellie could pull you into a secluded corner somewhere in jackson and quickly get you off, with a promise of more to come later on.

other days, she’s happy enough to have you around her and just close. she doesn’t always need sex to get the affection she’s looking for.

z = zzz [ how quickly they fall asleep afterward ]

once she is able to catch her breath, and knows that you are cleaned and comfortable, she cuddles up next to you. she patiently watches as your eyes start to droop before you’re whisked away to dreamland. it’s not until after that she falls asleep herself. sometimes, she’ll even pull out a comic and read until she's ready to sleep.

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dating abby anderson would include

general

- abby is someone who is super shy when right before she gets into a relationship. she likes to flirt and make some moves, but gets super flustered if you do the same to her. even when a relationship is established, she is still her shy goofy self. 

- you know of abby and owen’s touch and go relationship. it never bothered you as it was in the past. and while abby still cared for owen in a more platonic way now, she still was 100% honest about it with you. after all, owen typically ran in the same group with abby and yourself. only fair that you knew the whole story. 

- more often than not, you are always found in abby’s room, if manny hasn’t already kicked the two of you out for on of his sexcapades with whatever women he managed to get in his bed. any other time, you and her typically just hang out, listening to music or reading books together. sometimes, you manage to kick manny out and have some fun of your own.

little things

- as seen, abby has a workout schedule. whether or not you workout, abby will always ask if you want to come with her to the gym at the stadium. if you do workout, you and her will workout together, spotting for each other and helping each other out. she likes to show off, and maybe tease you for drooling at her in the mirror when she’s lifting weights.

- sometimes, the two of you sneak out to go play with the dogs. namely, bear and alice as they always recognize the two of you when you come down to the kennels. the two you spend a couple of hours tossing a ball and giving head rubs all while talking and just catching up.

- while it may seem like a big thing, you are adamant about going with abby to get owen. even when she comes across yara and lev, you don’t hesitate to bring them into the little family you’ve created. you trust abby 100%, and you know she wouldn’t be doing this unless it meant something to her.

affection

- nicknames, uses babe. she finds it simple, and it’s fitting cause to her, you are a babe. she tends to use it more than your actual name, but only really uses you actual name if she means business or is serious about something. but any other time, she calls you babe, with a bright smile on her face.

- hugs, how you seen this woman’s arms? literally the best things to get hugged by. hugs don’t happen often, but abby uses hugs as a more common greeting with you. don’t get her wrong, she loves to kiss you goodbye before you head out for patrol, but hugs are reserved right before you get in the truck or right before you leave her room.

- kisses, are held more in private. in the security of either of your rooms or in a place that you or abby is comfortable with. all sorts of kisses take place if you’re in a safe spot. neck, forehead, temple, cheek, lips, collarbone, etc. if abby can reach it, she’s going to kiss it.

- holding hands, you tend to hold hands more often than you’d like to admit. it’s how abby keeps up with you. and you can often find her hand slipping into yours during dinner or just in the hallway of of the stadium. however, abby doesn’t like to grab your hand while out in the field. she fears that it could lead to someones death and if she really needs to pull you somewhere, it’s by the collar of your jacket.

- cuddling, while she won’t admit it, abby loves to cuddle. she enjoys getting to wrap her around around you, or vise versa. it’s the time where she can truly feel vulnerable in front of someone and just get everything off her chest. and having you close by is a small comfort to her.

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dating joel miller would include

general

- joel keeps to himself most of the time. but will you and ellie, he tends to come out of his shell more often. he has found himself at more community dances than he cares to admit, but loves the all the same so long as he gets to dance with you.

- joel is super protective of you. if you are scheduled for any patrols, he’s either talking to the person you are going with, or asking maria/jesse to switch you to be partnered with him. you can get angry all you want, but he just wants you safe. and he would rather you be angry with him than dead. 

- while it does take time for joel to fully open up about his past, he’s focused on making sure that everything he does now is to right those wrongs. even with you, he realizes that he is for once safe. so he lets himself enjoy having the company from outside just him and ellie. and to him, you are the light of his life. but don’t let tommy hear that.

little things

- joel has his little workshop for all of his carpentry and his guitar fixing. he got so use to you just coming in and watching him over his shoulder that he got you a chair so you could watch. sometimes he’ll let you carve something that he’s working on, giving you some pointers and smiling when you beam up at him, asking him if you did alright.

- he will play the guitar of you, after you beg him for awhile. getting to the point where the two of you regularly just sit in the living room and play. if you play guitar, the two of you will have little jam sessions or he’ll jokingly say it’s you turn to play for the night. if you don’t, he’s just content on having you next to him. just don’t tease him about his singing

- after returning back to jackson, joel has really opened up. he doesn’t bring up old memories and doesn’t go spilling his story but he does tell you a little more about himself to be a little more open. but what a wonder to see his eyes light up when he talks about something he loves or to see him smile in general.

affection

- nicknames, darlin and doll. he hasn’t had to use such names in a long time, even before the outbreak. so just be patient with him. the first time he uses one of the above nicknames is a slip of the tongue and he gets so embarrassed about it. but after some reassurance from you, he slowly becomes more comfortable with using them around you. but he rarely, uses them when the two of you are around others.

- hugs, joel won’t tend to initiate the hugs unless you absolutely worried him, such as if you are late returning back from a patrol. more often, you are the one to hug him, but he won’t turn you away if you happen to wrap yourself around him. he enjoys them just as much as you do, it’s just not his go-to affection.

- kisses, this is where joel shows up in. simple kisses to your forehead, hairline, temple or cheek are just his favorite, cause he likes seeing how flustered and shy you get. kisses on the lips or other, are reserved for the privacy of your own home, where no one can be nosy and he can give you all the attention you deserve.

- holding hands, joel can come around to the idea of you push him enough. he finds that after a while, he enjoys it and will take every chance he can to hold your hand. even if it’s just a reassurance that the other one is close by.

- cuddling, over the past years, joel has become a hardened man. those 20+ years really did a number on him. but after meeting you and slowly going back to his happy self, he finds that he missed the comforts of cuddling. before there was no getting attached. now, he likes to settle down for the night and just wrap you up in his arms. it’s a soft comfort he didn’t know he was missing.

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ease of touch [ coco cruz ]

⋯ SUMMARY ; it’s late at night, and you call the only person you know that would come to pick you up

⋯ WARNINGS ; female!reader + general fluff [ rides home late at night, setting up of first dates + sweet moments ]

you cursed to yourself as your car sputtered, the engine not turning over to start. you pressed the key again, turning it once more, stilling hearing it sputter at you before it went dead. sighing deeply, you dropped your head to the steering wheel. 

it was later in the evening, most of the cars gone from the small restaurant you worked at. having already closed up and set the alarm system before leaving, you were now stuck outside with no form of transportation. lifting you head from the wheel, you reached into the passenger seat, digging around in your purse until you found your phone. glancing at the time, you hoped it wasn’t too late to be calling and asking for a ride home. 

at the second ring, someone picked up. you sighed in relief, quickly relaying your situation to ez in hopes that either he or angel could possibly swing by to grab you from work. only to almost burst in tears when he told you that just about everyone was passed out drunk and he was still in the process of cleaning up the clubhouse. but before you could hang up, he made a promise to get someone out there, as a couple of the members had gone home before the party died out. he did ask that you stay on the phone, while he called around to find someone.

minutes later, he had someone heading your direction, with an offer to stay on the line until your ride got there. after thanking him profusely, you told him that you would be fine before you uttered goodbyes and hung up. it wasn’t ten minutes later that a classic chevelle pulled up beside your own car, the windows rolling down to yell your name.

you quickly exited your vehicle, cursing to yourself when you saw it was the last person you had wanted to see this evening. coco cruz. it wasn’t that you didn’t like him, you actually liked him quite alot, but it was the fact that anytime you were around coco, you always found yourself shying away from up, simply out of fear of possibly embarrassing yourself in front of him.

coco’s face set into a frown at your reaction, leaning over to pull the door handle of the passenger and push it open for you. he watched you hesitate for a second moment, before you quickly got into the car, closing the door behind you. he waited for you to buckle your seatbelt, tossing the car in drive and slowly peeling out of the parking lot.

in an attempt to steel your nerves, you found focus in watching the land pass by as you drove. and for a moment, you could forget that you were sitting in the car with a man you definitely had a crush on. that was until you were almost asleep against the window, when coco’s voice sounded from behind you, “do i make you uncomfortable, or something?”

your head shot up from the window, spinning around to met his eyes, or the side of his face as he was trying to also watch the road in front of him. “where did you get that from?” your own voice is soft, and you wince when you see his face twitch in annoyance and his hands wring the steering wheel. “you never want to be around me. and if you are, you don’t every speak to me. so, again, do i make you uncomfortable?” you shake your head, crossing your arms as you try to come up with a response, what were you suppose to tell him in this case, ‘i’m sorry i don’t talk to you, i have a big crush on you’ ?

“damn it!” he yelled, hitting the steering wheel and causing you to just back in surprise. “will you calm down for second while i answer you?” you sighed, “you don’t make me uncomfortable.” he briefly turned his view to look at you, allowing you to catch the look of confusion cross his features. he turned back to the road ready to speak when you spoke first, “i like you, coco, alot.”

after your confession, you sat patiently waiting for his response, smiling softly as you watched his face express every emotion he was feeling in that moment. it was short lived, however, as your street came into view and later, your apartment complex. the car turned off, and coco turned to meet your gaze. “i like you, hermosa. just didn’t think you would like me is all.” he caught you opening your mouth, a slight frown on your lips as you most likely were getting ready to refute his statement, before he cut you off. “let me take you out.” you sat back, thinking for a moment before nodding, “i’d like that.”

“you have a good night, yeah? i’ll see you tomorrow.” you bid him goodbye, getting out of the car before walking up to the gate that surrounded the complex. coco waited until he saw your apartment door close behind you, before pulling away from the complex to head back to his own home. 

it would be later that night, he would excitingly tell letty what happened, smiling as she cheered and playfully hit his shoulder, reminding him that she was right. the two would then discuss different date ideas until finding one that suited the two of you perfectly. then it was only a matter of time before coco would come back to that same apartment, to pick you up.

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nsfw alphabet [ chris alonso ]

WARNINGS ─ gn!reader + smut [ oral sex, cum, kinks, masturbation ]

DISCLAIMER ─ if you are under the age of 18, do not read [ nsfw content under cut ]

a = aftercare [ what they’re like after sex ]

chris likes to wait until everyone has calmed down and the adrenaline has started to wear off before getting something to clean up with or take a shower. regardless of what gender her partner is, she takes the step to get something to clean both herself and them up, cause nothing is sexier than being cared for. post-sex cuddles are her favorite - as its a very intimate time and she likes being close to her partner

b = body part [ their favorite body part of theirs, and also their partner’s ]

herself -- her favorite body part on herself is her arms. she’s worked hard to maintain what she’s accomplished for swat and likes to wrap her arms around those she loves

you -- regardless of gender, she enjoys her partners hands. in private, she is a very touchy person. likes to grab onto her partners hand and just hold it. same thing goes for more intimate situations. the feeling of someone’s hands mapping out her body is a really big turn on for her

c = cum [ anything to do with cum basically…i’m a disgusting person ]

she’s not overly particular about cum, but has found that she’s not fond of the taste. she’ll still go down on her partner but don’t make a show of swallowing cum or expect her partner to do the same

if with a female partner, chris likes to have them cum on her fingers. she likes the more intimate connection, feeling the way her partner will tighten around her fingers. 

if with a male partner, she would much prefer if they pulled out, either spilling onto his stomach or back/ass or if they’ve talked it through and cumming inside has been given the okay then a condom is worn. she would much rather play it safe than sorry. especially when it could impact her position on swat

d = dirty secret [ pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs ]

has secretly always wanted to try something that involved her uniform, but hasn’t brought it up as she hasn’t quite worked out how exactly to 1) be safe about it and 2) bring it up and not be totally embarrassed about it

e = experience [ how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing? ]

chris has had some experience in her lifetime. experience with both sexes and multiple partners, sometimes at the same time.

she feels like she knows her way around, but like any good partner, she enjoys learning new things about her partner and mapping out what makes them melt. she’s all for taking her time to learn and see what brings the most pleasure to her and her partner

f = favorite position [ this goes without saying ]

any position where she can see her partners face. doesn’t necessarily have a favorite, just really likes to see her partner and enjoy it with her partner. she is also pretty much down for whatever position her partner would like to try

g = goofy [ are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc ]

naturally, she’s a bit of a joker. she likes to joke around before any intimate acts are committed. however, she does have a level of seriousness to comes along with it as well.

she doesn’t want anything to be taken as a joke, so there are things in place so if something does happen, no one thinks its joking in any manner.

h = hair [ how well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc ]

chris does shave, but doesn’t do it as often as one would think. even if she does, it’s more trimming to make sure nothing gets too long. she hates the regrowth and to be honest, shaving can be a little scary and awkward.

i = intimacy [ how are they during the moment, romantic aspect… ]

chris can be very romantic in any aspect. she really does love taking care of her partner and giving them the love they deserve. if given the time, she will 10% pull out all the stops to do something special for them.

even if she can’t have all the time in the world, she still tries to make an effort every time she is intimate with her partner. a little goes a long way for her and even if her partner were to do the same, she would still feel appreciated even if it wasn’t much

j = jack off [ masturbation headcanon ]

chris had no shame is taking care of herself. she is a firm believer that she doesn’t really need anyone and is always quick to encourage others to do the same. 

she does find that with a partner, it might not always be the same if she does it herself, but can satisfy herself enough if she needs to.

k = kink [ one or more of their kinks ]

officer kink -- loves bringing the uniform home, using her cuffs on you, talking down to you in a stern voice. gets a lot of enjoyment out of it, more so when she sees just how much you are enjoying it

domination -- likes to be the one in control -- even if you’re on top, she’s still in charge and likes ordering you around and making you beg

l = location [ favorite places to do the do ]

she would prefer the safety of an apartment/house, depending on if the two of you are living together or separate. she doesn’t want anyone else to really walk in or have anyone embarrassed about anything.

so if she can, she would much rather wait until she at someone’s home before doing anything.

m = motivation [ what turns them on, gets them going ]

it doesn’t take much to get chris going. typically, you being yourself is enough. she can be motivated by either you going out of your way to do something romantic for her if that’s your thing or however you show affection and love. she’ll honestly just be so flattered and want nothing more than to show you how much she appreciates you

n = no [ something they wouldn’t do, turn offs ]

she won’t do anything that would case any harm to herself or her partner. which is why she will push to talk about anything and everything with her partner before starting anything new.

also, her job plays a big part. reputation is a big thing in her job. so anything that could effect that would not fly with her.

o = oral [ preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc ]

giving -- as stated in one of the above, she has no problem going down on her partner, just prefers not to swallow. she does prefer giving and doesn’t always expect her partner to give in return

receiving -- chris would love if you went down on her, to the point she’s adamant that she doesn’t need it until uo’re already on your knees for her. then she’s not complaining one bit -- make her legs shake

p = pace [ are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc. ]

pace usually depends on the mood both you and her are in. long days or just days where you need some sort of connection are going to be pretty sensual and very passionate. she doesn’t like to really rush things and wants you to get the full enjoyment out of the act.

also pace is something that will change during, as both of you might chase you highs faster the closer you get to release. she’s also pretty adaptable to seeing what you are wanting out of the act

q = quickie [ their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc. ]

doesn’t find them as appealing as she thought. she’s tried it before and just felt like there wasn’t as pleasurable and intimate. if you are one who likes quickies, she might decline and ask that you wait until either you or her have enough time to do it properly.

r = risk [ are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc. ]

isn’t much for risk. goes along with l = location and n = no. she’s not going to do anything that could upset you or her. 

but she does like to experiment if you bring it up. she’ll want to talk it through first, just to make sure everyone is on the same page and nothing is left to question.

s = stamina [ how many rounds can they go for, how long do they last… ]

chris is adaptable to whatever her partner wants to do. the only time she might decline a second round is when she’s been working alot or is expected to go into work early.

any other time, if her partner wants another round, all she asks is to have a quick minute to catch her breath before it starts

t = toy [ do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves? ]

chris does own toys, not for herself but for her partners if they are into them. she has no problem not using any toys if that is what her partner prefers. also has no problem using things that maybe some wouldn’t use often. 

to go along with another letter above, she and her partner will always talk about adding toys and make sure that everyone is in agreement before starting or trying anything new

u = unfair [ how much do they like to tease ]

chris is more of a tease before than during. she likes to rile her partner up and then act like she’s not doing anything. this in turn, depending on her partner, is the funniest thing to watch in her opinion.

she likes to watch them get frustrated so quickly and keep telling them they just can ditch the work party cause they can’t control themselves.

it makes for a very interesting night once the two of you finally get home.

v = volume [ how loud they are, what sound they make ]

chris isn’t all that loud, but does enjoy hearing her partner say her name and vice versa. she just likes to her partner more than herself in this case.

w = wild card [ get a random headcanon for the character of your choice ]

chris in a poly relationship. chris will find ways to give to her two partners equally. she does try to make sure no one is left out and that if anyone wants to try anything new, everyone obviously will sit down to talk about it before doing anything

she doesn’t mind having two partners, as she’s never done that before but doesn’t have too much of a problem with it. it will take her time to learn how things operate and how each of her partners work

y = yearning [ how high is their sex drive? ]

chris doesn’t have a super high sex drive as she mainly goes off whatever her partner is feeling and their sex drive. obviously, she does enjoy sex but she’s not one to have it everyday as she’s usually pretty busy with her job and the expectations that come with that.

z = zzz [ how quickly they fall asleep afterward ]

no matter how tired she is, she will always make sure that everything is cleaned up before hitting the sack. doesn’t want her and her partner to fall asleep and then everything get gross and crusty if no one is cleaned up. but the minute her and her partner are cleaned up and settled back into bed, she’s out like a light. all curled up around her partner

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dating dina would include

general

- dina loves jokes. so be ready to laugh or tell her the joke was really stupid because it’s not gonna stop. once she gets started, she’s not going back and will continue to lay on joke after joke. bonus if you have some jokes of your own, so getting to she her giggle for a change is heart melting,

- dina is pretty spontaneous in the fact that she has no problem with pulling you to the dance floor to dance or telling you how she feels. maybe even drawing you into a random snowball fight with the younger kids in jackson or inviting you to sneak out with her to go sledding.

- while dina may be a bit more open to showing off your relationship, if you have concerns or are insecure about it, she will understand. the relationship goes at the pace you set and she will be mindful of your boundaries. but she doesn't want it to stay hidden, she loves you and wants it to be known.

little things

- dina introduces you to her religion. growing up in a time where going to places of worship to pray aren’t common, she and her family still keep their faith strong. she introduces you to judaism, its core beliefs, holidays they celebrate and so on. she likes to say prayers for you and her. if you are religious yourself, you might also introduce her to your religion.

- her bracelet is the warding kind, based on the stylized eye. the hamsa is meant to against death. so if she is able to find some similar, she gifts one to you. otherwise, she’ll let you wear hers if you are heading off to do something dangerous.

- anything you do, whether it’s drawing, playing an instrument or just anything, dina will 100% be your hype man. she will love anything you do and if you give her something you’ve draw or play a song for her, she’ll swoon so hard for you.

affection

- nickname, babe and gorgeous. she tends to use these interchangeably with your name. she has no shame in calling you babe from across the room, or referring to you as gorgeous. 

- hugs, dina will hug you whenever you or even herself needs one. she doesn’t shy away from affection and will tend to show this type of affection more often. while you shouldn’t be ashamed about what others think, it’s making sure you are comfortable. she doesn’t want another seth incident, or for you to get embarrassed.

- kisses, there are moments that dina will kiss you that are very public. right before you head out for patrol, at dances, or when the two of you are getting food. she likes to kiss your lips, but will settle for the side of your neck and collarbone.

- holding hands, dina holds hands more often than not. if you’re sitting and eating dinner, or sitting at meetings for patrols, dina’s hand is always in yours. or it’s on the top of your thigh. either way, she has a physical touch on you and has her lifeline close by.

- cuddling, dina is a sucker for a good cuddle. cuddling while watching movies is her favorite, also after sex. she isn’t going to pass up getting to hold you close, or have you hold her close. she relishes in the fact of getting to have you close and wrapped so tightly next to her.

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surprise | part one [ joel miller ]

⋯ SUMMARY ; it’s joel’s birthday, and for once, that man just needs to relax // continuation of surprise ⇢ [ here ]

⋯ WARNINGS ; female!reader, smut [ oral sex -- female receiving, soft sex, cowgirl position, lingerie ] + mature language

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light poured through the house, illuminating through your shared bedroom. chilly winds blew past the window, signaling that the winter months were close by, but with the extra blankets that you had stored made all the difference.

you were distinctly aware of the source of warmth to your right, his arm wrapped gently around your middle and face pressed into your neck. it had taken joel a fair amount of time before he was able to settle close to you, without pulling away and getting embarrassed. 

you turned your head, your eyes adjusting to the light as you looked over the man beside you. smiling brightly to yourself as your remembered what today was. 

you had been persistent in asking maria to spare joel for his birthday. almost to the point of annoying the poor woman with your antics. the reasoning behind such a request was while a small celebration was planned at tommy’s for that evening, you wanted to celebrate and spend time with joel and ellie that morning.

the mention of ellie was more to further the argument, as you knew ellie would stop by to wish the old man a birthday, hang out for a short moment before heading off to spend her day with dina. but maria didn’t need to know that small detail.

it was mid-day when maria gave into your pleading and promised to give joel the day off. she wasn’t exactly happy that you had managed to pull one of her best shots, but let it go as you promised to take extra shifts for the next week to make up for it.

now looking at him, you couldn’t help but be a little envious about how well he had aged. for a man in his mid-fifties, he sure as hell was a sight to see. early into your blooming relationship, nothing stopped the onslaught of flirting and comments you threw in joel’s direction. easily enjoying the way he would blush deeply and get flustered, and how tommy got a kick out of the teasing cause for once it wasn’t him.

“g’mornin’, darlin’.” his voice startled you, eyes still closed as you felt his arm tighten around your waist and pull you closer to his chest. a kiss pressed to your forehead as you snuggle together, basking in the warmth of each other. 

“good morning, birthday boy.” you smile at him, brushing the gray strands of hair away from his face.

“hmmm, is that what’s got ya up this early?” he breathed, “this wouldn’t have anything to do with you askin’ maria to give me the day off, would it?”

truth be told, maria had found him after he had returned from patrol with a no so pleased look on her face. she quickly explained that after your constant pestering of the subject, she let it slide. she was quick to tell him not to waste a moment like this, cause she wouldn’t do it again. no matter how much you begged.

“maybe. just wanted you to start your day off right.” hands came to rest at his shoulders, fingertips sliding along the smooth skin of his neck and underside of his jaw.

“it’s startin’ off mighty fine, if you ask me.” with a bright smile you lean over to press your lips to joel’s. it takes a short moment before joel responds in equal force. humming against your lips as he slides his hands along your sides to pull you closer.

he captures your lips again, hands moving to cradle you close, cupping your cheeks. you gently press at his shoulders, signaling for him to lay on his back. with a grunt, he pulls back from the kiss and flips to his back, bringing you with him to settle on his lap, knees on either side of his hips.

joel at this time, took note of the green flannel you had buttoned up around your frame. it was strikingly familiar, as it was the same one he had been looking for these last couple of weeks. he almost chuckled, knowing he should have asked you in the first place.

you felt the hands at your hips urge you forward, but before his hands can glide up to the expanse of your back to bring you to his waiting lips, you stop him with a press to his chest, “first things first, you have to unwrap your present.” 

“alright.” he shuffles underneath you, bringing his hands to rest at his belly “where is it?”

you smirk, grasping his hands and bringing them to the buttons of the flannel your wearing, “right here.”

joel gives you a raised look, but starts to pop the buttons of your his flannel. he starts at the top, popping the first few before he stops, and a deep blush starts to creep across his cheeks. he caught a glimpse of what’s laying underneath and can’t prevent the shaky breath that escapes him. he hasn’t even fully unbuttoned the shirt and he’s already half hard. 

you shoot him an encouraging look, almost begging him to continue before he starts back again. he gets down to the last button, popping it loose before gently pushing the flannel open.

“jesus christ.” you hear him whisper as his head tilts back and a smile stretches across his lips. the set wasn’t intricate by any means, yet the lace design was simple and almost looked painted on the skin. joel’s hands ghosted over the fabric, still in somewhat of a shock. the set looked amazing on you.

it was a couple weeks back while you were out on patrol. the city route took you through the old ski town and you just happened to come across an old lingerie store. it was still mostly boarded up but you justified searching the store as one of the windows seemed to be more exposed than the others.

your partner shrugged you off, chuckling to himself as he walked over to check another store. telling you to yell if you needed ran into anything you couldn’t handle.

the store was dusty on the inside, and you had to tell yourself to clear the store before getting excited about what you might find. you couldn’t just jump head first into grabbing things if you didn’t truly know what lingered in the store.

once all the rooms and potential hiding spots were checked, you allowed yourself to relax and browse around the store. had the store not been boarded up in a haste and the lack of growing moss climbing through the front windows, you could imagine what it was like to shop in a store like this before the outbreak.

you glanced over the displays to find something that was suitable for what you were going for, but also that was somewhat still intact after the many years of it sitting on the shelf.

you grabbed a set, wondering how the hell you were supposed to check for size as you hadn’t worn an actual bra in years. it was a little awkward, but you managed to find a bra that fit you around after clasping it over your t-shirt. then just measured the cup size based off of what covered the most.

satisfied with your choice, you stuffed the garments into your backpack and met back up with your partner to finishing clearing the town. the only task was now to get the garment clean and presentable for your little birthday plan.

“i take it you like it?” you giggled, watching as his mouth opened and closed as he tried to find the right words to say.

he scoffed, rubbing his hands at the flesh of your thighs. sliding along your sides as they traveled toward your breasts, cupping them gently as thumbs brushed over the lace detail, “like doesn’t even begin to scratch the surface, darlin’.”

you hadn’t expected for joel to quickly flip you onto your back, his knees gently moving between your thighs, gently easing them open as he settled between them. the fabric of your panties already soaked through, his fingertips trailing across the tops of your hipbones to the band of your panties, only stopping when your hands catch his own just as his fingers loop around the band.

“joel...” this wasn’t how you wanted this to go. you had plans, this was supposed to be about him, not you. yet, joel knew exactly what you were thinking the minute that pout formed on your lips.

“nuh ah, i know ya had plans to make this all about me. i want this, so just lay back and enjoy it as much as i will.” you shivered as the garment was pulled down the length of your legs, tossed haphazardly over joel’s shoulder. he leans back, sliding down to settle flat onto his stomach. watching your thighs tenses as his breath ghosts over the sensitive skin.

joel leans forward, pressing a soft kiss to the lips of your sex, moving slowly to licking a broad stripe from the center towards your clit. his calloused fingers dig into the skin of your thighs, anchoring him as he presses his face more fully into you. alternating between short and soft licks and hard and deliberate ones.

you choke back a moan, threading your fingers through the locks of his hair in effort to pull him closer, him responding in like eagerness as he ate you out. “joel...” you moaned, moving to lift your hips in time with his licks, rocking against his mouth. only to whimper when you felt a hand still your hips from moving, joel’s eyes moving to meet yours before he shifted to free his other hand from under your leg. the calloused pad of his thumb coming to press against your clit, rubbing a slow, small circle and eliciting a sweet gasp from you.

his thumb worked in tandem with his tongue, one never going faster than the other and always slow and deliberate. he wanted this to last. “that’s it...” he muttered against you, enjoying the sight of you shuddering against him after a particular roll of his thumb or tongue, “good?”

in your haze, you almost didn’t catch his sentence. and any attempt to get the words out on a heavy tongue was useless, yet you knew how joel operated. he needed that okay.

in sensing the slight struggle to formulate words, joel pulled away from your center, still keeping his thumb circling at your clit. “good,” you breathed out, shooting him a sloppy grin.

with a brief smirk, one finger slipped in, making you gasp and moan lowly at the feeling. there was a slight burn from the stretch, fading softly as joel’s thumb worked to ease the discomfort before a second finger was added..

he pumped his fingers slowly, his lips now focused at your clit, twisting his fingers into a come-hither motion that made you shudder with pure need. he sucked gently at your throbbing clit, making a low pleased noise at the back of this throat as he watched you tense when he fingers would hit a certain spot.

“you goin’ all quiet on me, now?” joel whispered, his deep chuckle vibrating against your core, “c’mon, sweetheart, let me hear ya...”

you roughly pulled at the strands fisted in your hands, whimpering at the moan that vibrated against your center, prompting joel to pick up the pace. the gentleness of his touch against you, radiated loving and carefulness. always mindful of how you were feeling, and if he wasn’t sure, he was quick to ask before proceeding.

joel could always tell when your release was coming, the tell sign of your whole body tensing and the weak push at his shoulders in an attempt to get him to move away due to overstimulation.  joel hummed in response, brushing against your sweet spot more intently to bring you over the edge.

crying out, your eyes squeezed shut and your legs shook. joel’s fingers coaxing your through your orgasm as he milked the last of your release. it was too much.

“oh, god,” you whimpered, moving your hands to press against the tops of joel’s shoulders in an effort to push him away from your sensitive core. he hummed in response, pressing one last kiss to your sex before removing his fingers. you being vaguely aware of him removing his sleep shirt and wiping your essence from his fingers before discarding it to the side.

he sighed, smiling gently at you as he rubbed small circles at your hips to ease you from your high.

“you good?” he asked a little out of breath, watching as your tiredly nodded, chest still heaving. you felt like jello, and had you even wanted to move from your current spot, you didn’t think you would have had the strength to even turn on your side. but you shifting, brought attention to the fact you were still wearing your bra and joel’s flannel. 

“you wanna take ‘em off, cowboy?” he shuffled a bit, reaching forward to help you remove the flannel and bra from your sweaty skin, throwing them to the floor as well. 

he moved to cover your body with his; relishing in the familiar weight of him as he buried his face into the expanse of your shoulder as your arms came to wrap around his neck. his lips, slowly working their way along your collarbone and up the side of your neck to just under your jaw.

your hands moved to cup his cheeks, gently pushing him up to make eye contact. he moved to settled so he wasn’t crushing you, but smiled nonetheless when he met your eyes. “gimme a kiss handsome,” you beamed. you didn’t care much anymore about this having been your surprise, just so long as it didn’t end here.

his teeth bit at your lower lip, causing as sweet sound to come through your parted lips. joel’s lips enveloped yours fully, the lingering taste of your release still present on them. you tugged him closer, hands sliding down the expanse of his back, stopping when your fingertips grazed the fabric of his sleep shorts. 

“joel...” you urged, pushing at the waistband of his shorts, slightly shifting your hips to spread your legs further in hopes he’d get what you’re pushing at.

“be patient. i’m enjoyin’ my gift.” he chuckled against your neck hearing you huff as he worked his way back down and across the collarbone. he was amused to say the least. having caught your whine when you brushed against the hardness of him. however, when you made an effort to get his shorts off again, he caught your hands.

“you’re so pushy, ya know tha’?” he grinned, sitting up to pull his shorts off his legs and toss them to the floor. 

“maybe i wouldn’t be, if you didn’t beat around the bush.” you snarked, 

with a smirk, joel kissed you briefly and pulled away to settle onto his back, teasingly patting his thigh in invitation. you scrambled to sit up, positioning yourself once again over his hips. his hands guiding you as he lowered you onto his length, watching as you tensed up as he slid into you smoothly. you gasped softly as your hips came flush with his own, your palms pressing down at his shoulder, pausing for a quick moment. “good?” he moaned as his eyes fluttered shut for a brief moment.

“yes,” you moaned, pressing your bare chest to his, kissing the underside of his jaw as you rolled your hips against his. you enjoyed the soft gasp that emitted from his throat, his blunt nails digging into the flesh of your hips, guiding you up and down his length. a gentle coaxing to get you to move faster, his hips lifting from the mattress to meet your movements in rhythm. 

you press your face in his neck, gasping softly against his ear as you desperately try to keep pace. joel groaned, moving his hand to splay across your naval, his thumb reaching to rub quick circles over your clit. “there?” he asked smugly at the sight of your tremble. his lips coming to press kisses right before your ear, “feels good, don’t it?”

your back arched, gasping quietly as your fingers grasped at the short hair at the back of his neck. joel’s arm swinging around your middle to pull you against his chest, his thumb still working against your clit as he sucked a small mark in the flesh of your chest, knowing you’d be able to hide it well even with the hot summer days jackson still seemed to experience.

his thumb circled your clit with precision, quick and deliberate flicks as he watched you pant above him. you ground your hips against his, your release flooded through your body, your eyes fluttering shut as your body shook. joel followed close behind, grasping tightly at your middle to keep you in place. his own face pressed into your shoulder, and moaned deeply, panting heavily.

hands caressed your back through the aftershocks, pressing fleeting kisses to your temple as he caught his own breath. after some time, he released you, allowing you to roll off of him and onto the cool sheets beside you. 

he turned to his side, catching your eye with a small smile. you met his with a beam, scooting yourself closer to him, reaching up to cup his cheek. “happy birthday, baby. i love you.” you confessed, watching as he grinned, leaning forward to press a loving kiss to your lips.

“i love you too, sweetheart.” with the last bit of strength you had, you slowly rolled back on top of your lover. teasing him with a deep kiss before pulling away and getting out of bed. 

you could feel joel’s eyes washing over you as you plucked your panties from the floor, making sure to give him a full show of your backside before disappearing into the closet to get dresses. hearing him curse to himself was the highlight of your teasing. you knew you were getting to him and this little surprise was far from over.

when you reentered the bedroom dressed in a flowy dress, you found joel sitting up against the headboard, now dressed in a set of briefs.

when his eyes met yours, you softly smiled and leaned down to kiss his lips gently, “get dressed, handsome. this day is far from over, and i’ve got other things planned.” you threw a wink over your shoulder, exiting the bedroom to head downstairs to make breakfast. knowing ellie would be showing up at any moment to wish her father figure a happy birthday.

joel groaned to himself as he got up from the bed, “god, this woman is gonna kill me.” boy, was he in for a treat.

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three a.m. [ riz ariza ]

SUMMARY ─ after all his calls go straight to voicemail, riz finds himself on the steps of your front porch at three a.m. trying to find the right words to say

WARNINGS ─ female!reader, slight angst + mature language

riz cursed as he pulled the phone from his ear, the automated voicemail message rang from the small device before he snapped the phone shut and slipped it back into the pocket of his cut.

it had been the seventh time he tried to call you, and everyone had ended in sending him straight to voicemail. even trying to leave a quick voicemail proved useless, as the automated message was quick to inform him that your inbox was full.

“you good, brother?”, taza asked, his face furrowing in concern watching as riz jumped slightly at the feeling of his hand on his shoulder. “i.. don’t know. she won’t answer.” 

taza nodded, sparing a glance to bishop before he shook the man next to him slightly. “why don’t you ride ahead? if something tells you things are amiss, follow it. pres won’t be upset if you need to leave to take care of some things.” riz nodded, thanking his brother before gathering up his items and headed outside toward the bikes. 

it would be a couple of hours before he turned onto your street, paying mind to not pop the engine as others in the neighborhood would give him shit for turning up with a loud ass motorcycle in the middle of the night.

riz quickly cut the engine when he entered your driveway, snapping off his helmet before he trudged up to your front door. taking care to step gently not to trip as the porch light wasn’t on. not that he had expected it to be. his knuckles rasped against the wooden doorframe and patiently waited for you to come to the door. he hoped that he had managed to catch you during one of your late night binge watchings, but the longer he waited, the more he realized that wasn’t the case and this was a waste of time.

just as he was about to turn and head back to his bike, the porch light flickered on. he caught the curtain from your living room flutter, then the door clicking open right after. 

you opened the door slightly, eyes heavy as you yawned, pulling your cover closer around your body when the slight breeze hit your skin. “why are you on my porch at three a.m., michael?” you grumbled, watching riz fidget with himself as he tried to come up with an answer. why exactly had he shown up at your residence this late. what was he trying to accomplish by being here. “you didn’t answer my calls.” 

you scoffed, turning away from the door in search of your phone. riz stepped in quickly behind you, shutting the door and locking it back up tightly. he shrugged out of his kutte, turning just to see you down at your phone with a displeased look. “all these calls took place four hours ago. i was asleep, ariza.” you tossed your phone back onto the counter, rubbing your eyes with the palms of your hands.

“i...” he trailed off, twisting at the rings on his fingers. “you what?” you questioned, moving to stand infront of him with a soft expression. he sighed, glancing down and away from your eyes that were boring into his. “just wanted to make sure you were okay. with everything that’s been going on, i...just got worried.”

“look at me.” you lifted his chin, his eyes coming to rest on your form, “i am alive and okay. i’m not hurt, or in pain. just tired cause my stupid boyfriend got his head stuck in his ass and decided to wake me up.” riz snorted, moving to place his hands just at the curve of your hips, his thumbs rubbing small circles, snagging the material of your pajama bottoms.

with a deep breath, he dropped his head, resting his forehead against yours. before slowly tugging you into his embrace. you returned the embrace, your hands coming to rest at the small of his back. 

you smiled as lips sweetly pressed against your forehead, before riz stepped away. without words, you clasped his hand with yours, leading him toward your room.

riz quickly stripped himself of his boots and jeans. tossing them and his other accessories onto the bench positioned under your window. he turned, already finding you in bed before sliding under the covers himself. immediately, you moved closer to him, relishing in the warmth he provided and the beat of his heart under your head. his hand found yours once again.

there were no exchanges of ‘goodnights’ as the two of you had quickly drifted off into sleep before those words could be uttered. any words to be shared would wait til morning, when you awoke in each other’s arms. 

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lost time [ cal kestis ]

⋯ SUMMARY ; after order 66, cal believed himself to be one of the few jedi still remaining in the galaxy -- until he meets you on an unlikely trip

⋯ WARNINGS ; female!reader, tw [ mentions of trauma // ptsd ], angst [ violence ] + general fluff [ kisses + comfort ]

when cere warned cal of the possible dangers he could face while on saleucami, he wasn’t expecting to be hunted across the planet by purge troopers and what seemed like a legion of stormtroopers.

he quickly ran through the main city, trying to avoid those chasing after him. just as he rounded the corner, he felt a hand grab his vest and pull him into the nearest alleyway.

the one stormtrooper hot on his tail ran right into the two of you, however with a wave of your hand, he turned and continued to run through the square. cal’s head tilted in confusion, until his eyes landed on the silver saber strapped to your side.“y-you’re a jedi!” cal exclaimed as he was pushed against the nearest wall and your hand coming to cover his mouth.

“the whole planet doesn’t need to know!” you seethed, going quiet when the patrol of stormtroopers pass your location. when the footfalls fade, you step back with a sigh. looking over the red-headed boy and his little companion, “what are you doing here?” at his words, you cast your gaze away from him.

five years ago, you were aiding your master, stass allie, to battle the remaining separatist forces on the planet. you stayed back when master allie left with commander neyo to recon the battlefield during the mop up.

you were playing around with the holotable with another clone trooper when you felt a tremor in the force. you felt your master’s presence instantly vanish and soon other presence’s started to vanish as well.

as tears ran down your cheeks at the loss of your master, you became aware of the trooper near you raise his blaster. his finger getting ready to pull the trigger. turning around quickly, you slowed him with the force, granting you just enough time to leave the ground camp.

you quickly ripped your comm from your glove and broke the small device in half, before chucking it to the ground. then took off running. by nightfall, you had finally grown tired. coming to stop in a nearby cave, where you let your emotions consume you, “i-i’ve been alone for awhile.” bd whirled at your statement, bobbing excitingly on cal’s back.

“i was too, until i found people who were willing to help. all it takes is you wanting to accept that help.” cal held out his hand, extending you an offer. you smiled lightly, grabbing his hand with yours, letting him led you to the mantis.

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you pulled cal from the freezing water, taking note of his violent shivering and shallow breathing as you rubbed his arms in attempt to warm him. you were  freezing yourself, but was more so worried about the ginger-haired boy laying soaked to the bone in front of you, “y-your crystal.” you mumbled, watching as cal turned to the crystal that had been calling him.

you watched as he attempted to stand, your hands reaching out to steady him before he fell face first into the ice. he gentled plucked the crystal from its place, smiling as it rested in his hand. only for his face to fall when it split in two. he collapsed against the ice wall, giving up as he let tears run down his cheeks.

you pulled him into your arms, attempting to keep him from succumbing to the cold as he cried into your poncho. channeling the force to warm him, hoping to keep the ice from spreading over him.

you heard bd whirl, then the words of cordova echoed off the cave walls. you watched as cordova spoke to bd about his memories, watching in disbelief as bd surrendered his memories to protect the order.

you softly patted the droids head, hauling cal to his feet before pushing him to the bench to build his saber. looking over his shoulder as he built his blade. smiling as the blade lit up the cavern.

cal reached from your hand, pulling you through the familiar tunnels as you raced against the empire toward the mantis.

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with cal’s lightsaber complete, you followed him back to dathomir. fighting through the undead nightsisters to reach the temple once more. you stood at his side when malicos threatened the two of you. with the help of nightsister merrin, you and cal were able to defeat the fallen jedi.

cal spun around, gathering you into his arms as he held you tightly against him. lifting lightly from the ground to spin. settling you back on your feet, he held the astrium out to you, smiling brightly as the final piece was in your hands.

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you groaned as the felt your back collide with the temple wall. crumbling to the floor, the water soaking your sleeves. you vision was slightly blurred, enough to see cal reach out for trilla’s saber.

the second the saber connected with cal’s palm, you felt the wave of agonizing pain radiate from him, “careful with that thing. it’s been through hell.” she spoke, grabbing the holocron before leaving.

you scrambled to cal’s broken form. gathering him in your arms as bd paced worriedly around the two of you. cal shook greatly, and the pain radiating from him was nauseating. with one hand cradling cal close, you tried to pull trilla’s saber from his grip. however, it proved challenging as cal had a death grip on the blade.

“it’s okay, cal. just breathe.” you spoke softly as you brushed his hair back from his face. you could feel his tears start to stain your poncho, and everything you seemed to be doing wasn’t helping. this wasn’t a nightmare on the ship, this was something completely different.

you were unsure of how long you sat there will cal in your arms, knowing trilla was on the other side of the galaxy by now with the last hope of the jedi.

you felt your own tears gathering as he trembled in your arms. you pressed a kiss to his forehead, trying your best to soothe him. cal started to settle, his grip relaxing as the force echo ended. his breathing was still rough as bd nudged him lightly, whirling when his eyes finally focused in on his surroundings, “t-trilla?” he gasped, as his breathing evened out.

“gone. so is the holocron.” cal nodded slowly as he relaxed in your embrace. after a moment, he moved to sit up. you pulled him to his feet, looking him over as he collected his things,“can you make it to the mantis on your own?” you asked, watching his form.

“right behind you.” cal answered, running off after you.

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as the mantis entered the mustafar system, cal pulled you aside, ushering you to the back room. cal was silent as he paced the small room, not exactly knowing how to formulate the words. there was so much that needed to be said.

you waited patiently for cal to speak, you attention being drawn when you heard greez yell from the cockpit about landing soon. you moved to tell cal you should head up, when his lips fell on yours.

there was force behind the kiss as you softly fell back against the wall. you stood still, surprised the cal was kissing you. your mind not fully wrapping around the reality.

cal stopped, attempting to move back in a mild panic. however, he felt your fingers thread through his hair and pull him to you. he smiled into the kiss as he pulled you as close as he could.

greez’s bostrouos voice rang out again, causing you and cal to jump apart. smiling nervously at each other before the two of you walked up to the cockpit. you took your seat next to merrin, attempting to calm yourself and your racing heart.

as the mantis hovered just enough for cere to give out her plan, cal reached out to you one last time,“meet me back here when this is all over?” he blushed, running his thumb across the back of your hand, “i wouldn’t have it anyother way, starboy.” you brushed his auburn locks back, “you’d be lost without me.”

“that i would. ready to go?” with a quick nod, you both left the security of the ship. fully prepared to safe the next generation of jedi, even if it meant certain death.

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