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vivwritesfics · 2 months

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Just need need need a fix abt giving bf!Landon a bracelets that is literally just a bra strap and he wears it to the Ausgp and at first no one notices cz he wears so many bracelets anyway!! And then Oscar is the first to notice and he thinks it’s cute but still makes fun of him for it haha. And then the internet finds out and Lando and reader just cuddle in bed together laughing bc the internet thinks they’re insane/ freaky.

bf coded lando is my favourite lando

"It's bwoken!"

Lando had heard that far too many times since their relationship had started. Any time something in their apartment broke, she'd shout it. At first he rolled his eyes, but he had come to love it.

He stood from his rig and walked into their bedroom. "What is it this time?" He asked as he sat on the bed and looked at her.

With her bra fastened, holding her boobs in place, she showed him the strap. It had snapped away from the back of the bra, handing down off the front.

It was maybe the oldest bra she owned,. She'd had it before she and Lando started dating, when they were just fucking. She'd worn it the first time they were together, back when it was actually nice. Now it served as a reminder of where she and Lando had come from. She kept it out of sentimental reasons.

But now it was broken, and she was so fucking upset about it. "Love," Lando said as though she was being ridiculous. But he saw the pout on her face and opened his arms. "C'mere."

She collapsed into his arms and he unclasped her bra. "We can frame it, if you want," he said, and she slapped his arm.

"Lan, we're not framing my bra," she said as she pulled away from him and dropped the bra into the bed. She got changed into another, grabbed the broken one, and took it to the kitchen.

They had the sewing kit in there. Neither of them were meant to be seamstresses, but they had the kit there in case the needed it. It seemed now, they did.

Lando went back to the sim as she sat at the kitchen table. She used the stitch picker to cleanly get the strap away from the bra. They were going to keep it, at least a part of it.

Lando couldn't help but wonder what she was doing while he raced on the sim. But, even with his mind somewhere else, he was still doing incredibly clean laps.

Maybe ten minutes later she came running into the room. "Hold your hand out," she said as she strode towards him.

Lando did as she asked. He paused mid race and held out his arm towards her. She slid whatever it was onto his wrist and tightened it. As soon as she let go, Lando held it towards his face. "Is this..."

"The broken bra strap? Yeah," she said.

Lando grinned. He grabbed a hold of her and pulled her closer, kissing her quickly. "I love it," he said. "I'll never take it off."

And Lando didn't take it off. Even when the F1 season started, he was still wearing it. Nobody noticed at first. Well, maybe their were a few comments online, but they were overshadowed by comments about his facial hair.

But then Oscar picked up on it.

It was the middle of an interview when Oscar saw it, the red strap highlighted against the microphone. "What the hell is that?" Oscar asked, tapping the microphone against the 'bracelet'.

Lando blushed red and looked at his shoes, the brim of his hat shielding his eyes from the camera. He cleared his throat, steadied himself and held the microphone back to his lips. "My girlfriend made it for me."

Oscar, who hadn't forgetten the 'girlfriend' comment from before the season had started. He grinned as he held his microphone up. He had one, single word for Lando.

"Simp"

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chrislover57473 · 4 months

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✮ Snaps with boyfriend Chris ✮

FEMALE CHARACTER

⁂ AUTHORS NOTE ⁂ - I needed to actually post something but it’s also 12 am and I have to get up in a few hours so I hope these are okay?? Pretty short may do a part 2 💕 ALSO I USED BEA CZ SHES 😍

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blueberry-pride · 1 year

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Referring to this~

OMG! I read the Q&A but IS IT TRUE? Im so excited 😳👉👈 Ummmm may i req then? Not for the event, but just a general req 😌 A scenario/hcs of Leona with fem!s/o where s/o needs comfort & gets spoiled cz she's having burnout due to all of the incidents on NRC~ I hope this is not too much, if u want to change the plot it's ok, thank u & have a nice day 😳✨

I See Right Through You...

Leona x FEM! S/O

warnings: leaning on to very angsty, cursing, personal issues

Berry: I'M FINALLY BACK AA-💀 just wrapped up some things and you should have some of the requests from the events roll around within the month or so 😣 I changed a bit of it but the overall theme is the same just something that hits a little too close to home ;=; Special Thanks to my lovely friends Len and Luna who helped me out with this one ❤️❤️

"This isn't me wanting some semblance of pity, You can keep it for all I care- I'm so goddamn tired but did I ever ask to be in Twisted Wonderland? Oh don't get me started..." "Did I ask to be Crowley's clean up crew? Did I ask to be in the middle of every. fucking. issue?"

"Sometimes I'd like to be the damsel-but sevens forbid the woman wanting to be saved from all the stupid stress of this world."

"Well I'm so sorry for complaining over a job I didn't ask for but hey- we're in a magical school full fun and dreams, cuz that's sure to make up for ALL the unnecessary emotional and physical labor!" Your voice cracked as you forced a cheery smile.

Leona wasn't expecting you to snap at him when he wanted to mess with you for just a little bit. He had observed you from afar for quite some time now. And most importantly, he wasn't a stranger to people putting up a face for other's sake.

His emerald gaze would glint over your figure as he studies the creases in your eyes from all the work you've been doing. He'd always wondered how much you could take, often times giving you snarky or witty advices in hopes to get you out of your doormat cycle.

He admitted what the Head-mage was doing is a bit too far. He was kinda impressed on how you pushed on with that fiery and stubborn heart of yours.

A sadistic part of him wanted to see when you'll break

He wanted to see you bite back

He anticipated it even more when multiple students come to you for help increased by the day;

You nodded along as Ace and Deuce were once again asking help in doing their chores back at Heartslabyul, you laughed it off as one of their usual antics.

You happily agreed when Kalim invited you to one of his many celebrations despite just finished with your cleanup at Ramshackle, your smile didn't reach you. Those glassy eyes of yours, shifting downwards to hide the reluctance.

It was an asshole move of him in all honesty.

Not lending out a helping a hand but he knew you were capable. For fuck's sake you got him AND his dorm to help you out during Azul's little "tantrum".

He wanted you to overcome this on your own. However, he had an oversight on how much you can take on the world alongside his bullshit attempt of support.

Leona had happened to pass by a class with the door wide open, his lions ears perked at the ongoing conversation.

"Phyn, you're in our group." One student spoke up. "Oh hell yeah, thanks dude!" Another cheered, followed by the sound of a high-five.

"-And I guess that's everyone.. Oh (Y/N)..hmm I guess you and Grim would be a duo, every other's group is already filled up." "Uh.." You chuckled with a loppy smile. "No worries, at least I get to stay in my dorm this time." The class chuckled at your comment and nodded along. As the groups filed out chatting amongst each other, he took lighter steps walking closely behind you.

It wasn't until you reached the entrance of Ramshackle is when you finally noticed him. Which led to the situation right now. "Why the long face herbivore, where's the can-do attitude I know and adore~?"

Your hands balled into fists, shaking as tears were running down your eyes.

'Shit...' He said mentally.

"Let's...do this inside. We don't want anyone gawking at ya like this." He laid a hand behind your back inside and joined you not before he scanned the area for any curious on-lookers.

He leaned against the side of the wall of the living room, listening to your continued rant. Throwing hands and even had the strength to throw away the innocent coffee table in the middle, Its legs breaking into splinters as soon as it hit impact onto the cold hard floor. "-WHY IS IT ALWAYS ME WHO HAS TO FIX THINGS?" You exclaimed towards the pillow you threw towards the ground.

"Helping fix things is nice and all.." You sniffled. "But is it really so wrong to want that shit in return?"

He knew it was bad but he wanted to see how far you're flames would burn him. He wanted it to hurt-what you've been going through, he knows he can take it.

"You're ranting to the wrong person, go off on Crowley, yell at your classmates for ignoring ya. Tell that red-head and blue-haired friend of yours to fuck off and do their own stupid chores." "Be fucking selfish for once herbivore, Treat yourself to a nice nap-"

"-Oh what? like you? I'm not you Leona." You retorted back. "For fuck sakes you were born here-you were supposed to exist in this plane of existence while I got chucked out of mine." "You say I exist here but I'm one of the least wanted given my 'cheery' attitude. At the very least I know when to stand my guard." You huffed as you sat on the couch, tears still spilling from your eyes. "Is this your way of helping me? because I could clearly feel the love right now..." Leona let out a dry chuckle as he walked over to you. His imposing figure casts a shadow over you but as you gaze at his eyes, there was a lingering feeling of warmth. "Dont be like me." He shook his head. "Sevens, I hope you don't end up like me, but what I'm trying to say is..." His voiced trailed as he looked at your shaking form.

A memory sliced through him for a second. For a brief moment he saw his little self all those years ago in the visage of you. "In a campus full of these jackasses in NRC-including myself sometimes, I... I see right through you." He awkwardly patted your back. "I know it sucks but don't do that shit to yourself where you thought 'hey, I know who to look for if I'm in a room full of folks I adore, but who would look for me?'" Leona had a distant look as he stared at the broken table in the middle of the dorm. "Look for yourself first, look for that little corner of your room to be selfish with what you want to do. Worry about the details later." You cleared your throat as you steal a soft glance at him "You may not be the best and most unlikely to look for advice." The air seemed to change as the both of you share a soft laugh. "But you get right to the point...even though you could've done something much earlier." "What's the fun in that?" He raised an eyebrow. "Besides, You don't need a king's help in chess, a queen...has all the moves she needs."

Leona was surprised to hear your melodic laughter, belting out through your still falling tears at his small comment. "Oh my God Leona you did not just-" You wiped a tear as you smiled at him. He felt a flutter in his chest from the way you're looking at him now. "Well you did just say, I'm not the best." He smirked.

The tense feeling in his shoulder now dissipated as he settled himself on the couch strangely close to you, a tiny voice inside him wondered why. Seeing you smile even though you just murdered the poor coffee table not too long ago is a sign to him he did his job.

It's certainly weird but it's you. People may not look for you or choose you in a room full other characters from their lives, but you can trust that there's always a lion beastman just out in hallway, willing to stand with you through it all.

#twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #twst #disney twst #twstファンアート #twst edit #twst wonderland #twst savanaclaw #savanaclaw x reader #savanaclaw #twst leona #leona kingscholar #leona x reader #leona kingscholar x reader #twst headcanons

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wontheworld · 9 months

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niki firguring ouy yn is his soulmate cz they have same mole ??

Soulmate

Paring: fem y/n x Niki

Genre: fluff (?)

Summary: Yn finally meets her soulmate after years of searching

Warnings: kissing, slight angst

Notes: not proofread! Sorry if this isn’t what you wanted

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Yn’s mom always told her that she would soon one day find her soulmate, a person would soon come into her life with the same mole as her.

She never believed it. Here she is 17 years old with no soulmate in sight, well that was until her senior year.

“Found your soulmate yet?” Her friend Jiwoo asked.

Yn looked at her then sighed, “no. I literally went out all summer yet no one has this chin mole! This is a whole curse.” She whined while shaking her head

Jiwoo pouted, “nooo don’t say that! I’m sure you’ll find him or her sooner or later ynnie don’t give up” Jiwoo said as Yn nodded

Jiwoo and Yn parted ways to enter their first periods which were across the hall from each other,

Yn walked in the room before sitting in the seat in the back, she looked around before the boy next to her caught her attention.

She’s never seen him around before,?

The boy looked at her before smiling and waving his hand, “It’ll last longer if you take a pic” he said making her snap out of it.

“Hehe sorry” she apologized before embarrassingly turning around

“Don’t be embarrassed!! I’m Nishimura Riki, but I go by Niki” he said as she turned around

“I’m l/n yn” she smiled as he smiled back

For some weird reason she felt her heart beat a little faster and felt butterflies in her stomach. What is this new feeling.

Niki furrowed his eyebrows while looking at her, his stomach also had butterflies.

“S-so where are you from? I haven’t seen you here before” she said trying to contain herself

“Okayama, Japan” he said staring straight in her eyes making her smile a bit

She looked at his face for a minute before noticing something…

She and him had the same mole.

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“I’m sorry what?“ Sullyoon said as Yn shook her head

“Niki that new kid from Japan had the same freaking mole as me. You guys know I have never ever met someone with the same mole as me” Yn said slightly panicking

Jiwoo smiled, “you found your soulmate love! It’s okay to be scared, but that’s your man” Jiwoo said

Haewon hummed, “it’s completely normal to be scared, that’s how I was before me and Heeseung started dating” she said before eating her food

Yn turned around to see Niki staring at her, he smiled before getting up.

Wait was her coming to her?

“Can I steal Yn for a minute?” He asked

“She’s all yours buddy!” Jiwoo said pushing Yn making the other three girls laugh

“Have fun!” Kyujin shouted

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“Niki what do you want I barley know you like that” she said as he dragged her to the courtyard of the school

Niki sighed, “have you ever been told about that soulmate thing?“ he questioned

She slowly nodded

“Y/n you’re mine. You’re my soulmate. Our moles they-“

Yn interrupted him by kissing his lips he kissed back before she pulled away.

“I’m so happy I finally met my soulmate” she whispered while hugging him

“I’m happy I met you too” he said while kissing the top of her head.

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©️wontheworld

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xkotaro16w · 2 years

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How about a scenario where Night Raven college is hosting an event and an assassin or something comes and tries to poison Leona. Well Leona drinks the poison but thankfully he didn’t drink a lot so he’s just unconscious. Well people spread rumors and start to blame the reader. So Crowley forces them to leave NRC. But on the day they are to leave, Leona wakes up and defends the reader and proves there innocence. Im sorry if this is a lot! Thank you so much!

—𝙻𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚊 𝙺𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚛 𝙶𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝙿𝚘𝚒𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝙱𝚢 𝚊𝚗 𝙰𝚜𝚜𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙿𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝙱𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝙶𝙽!𝚂/𝙾—

Summary: Scenario/short scenario where Leona gets poisoned by an assassin in NRC’s event and falls unconscious. Most people in NRC blames his GN!S/O and starts to spread a false rumor. Crowley forces GN!S/O to leave NRC. On the day GN!S/O is about to leave, Leona wakes up and proves GN!S/O’s innocence.

Pairing: Leona Kingscholar x GN!S/O.

TW: Fluff/angst, murder (attempted), poisoning, verbal abuse (S/O receiving), cursing, grammatical error, OOC.

A/N: NO SRSLY THIS IS SAD SKJEHBKJGBSKJEGB ༼ ༎ຶ ෴ ༎ຶ༽ THANK GOODNESS U WANTED A HAPPY ENDING LIKE ME ANON AQJWEFBAJFBWJHBAF (҂ ꒦ິヮ꒦ິ) I HOPE U LIKE THIS- ALSO I HAVE A SERIOUS WRITING BLOCK EJKGBASKJEGBAJWGBA I TRIED 2 MAKE THIS AS SHORT AS I CAN CZ THIS COULD GET A PT 2 IF I DIDN’T MAKE IT SHORT (╥ᆺ╥；)

Today is the day where everyone in NRC has been waiting for, the big and fun festival in NRC starts from today until tomorrow! You couldn’t help but to overjoy about this, it’s the first time you have such an exhilarating event at school, not only that, your boyfriend promised to spend his evening at the event with you.

Many outsiders are visiting the school for this special event, several of your friends even invited their beloved family to come visit the school. Grim asks you a favor to walk around the bazaar with him and your friends while waiting for the evening.

Everything is delightful! The food, the atmosphere, even the party that will be held this evening. When Leona joins you with the others later on, things will get more fun for you. It was a pleasant event, not until a terrible incident comes.

The flickering disco ball shines brightly, emitting an energy to keep everyone dancing under it until daybreak. The sound of the music echoes through the hall loudly, which made the voices of people talking obscured by the sound of music.

A familiar tall beastman lion figure stands in the corner of the hall, crossing both his arms, a bored expression plastered on his face, its expression flies away until you come to greet him. You swear you could’ve seen a tiny smile on the corner of his lips.

After a brief chat with him, you offer him to have a drink (soda, it’s probably soda, since it's a school event), and he agrees to have one with you. However, you can see it going further away from the source of the music.

Perhaps the loud music disturbs him, especially when he has very sensitive lion ears. On the other hand, the suspiciously tall figure on the drink place helps you to prepare your drinks. Of all the people you have met up until now, this person has the strangest yet most dangerous aura.

Inevitably you have to keep an eye on them, all their movements and facial expressions, unfortunately they seem very professional at hiding things so you don't find anything suspicious.

You snap out of it and come back to reality as soon as they give you your drinks. Before you walk away, you thank the person and head straight back to Leona. He's leaning against the wall and huffs when you get back.

“Took you long enough, herbivore.”

His hand reaches one of the cups and drinks it immediately. If there's anything fishy in it, he won’t drink it right away and he’ll tell you to not drink it as well. So, you can say that maybe you were too quick to judge the weirdo, or maybe you didn't.

A loud thud could be heard after his huge body falls and hit the ground, it makes all around you and half of the people stare at you and him. His drink spills from his cup which fell beside his motionless body.

When you try to reach him, you try to seek help. Thank goodness your friends move faster and call for a teacher. You kneel down, your hands reaching for his motionless body.

A loud commotion broke out so suddenly and several teachers came to check on him and took him to the medical room as quickly as possible. However, the teachers restrict the students from entering for a while, because they need to check up on him and the drinks he drank earlier.

There’s no way the headmaster could let it slide easily like that, because Leona is a prince and it’ll cause a huge diplomatic problem with his country. Your friends and a teacher try to tell you that everything will be solved in a mean time, all you have to do right now is to tell the teachers about the chronology of events.

Will they believe your story? As your close friends, they do believe you won’t harm your own lover or boyfriend, up until now you haven’t shown any harm and dangerous treatments towards them and him.

Anxiety fills you completely. Even when the teachers tell you to wait for the results of the investigation, a gossip or a rumor is something that you couldn’t avoid. Many eyes are staring deeply at you, as if they don't trust you anymore and are suspicious of you.

You could understand what they’re saying from those around you, either by their voices or from the shapes of their mouths when they speak. Truth to be told, the day after tomorrow a lot of students blame on you for being reckless. Is that even reckless?

Day by day, it gets worse than before. They continue to blame you, although the investigation is still ongoing. Grim and the others know that you didn’t do it. Yet, the other students don’t give a crap about what you, Grim, and your close friends say.

“Oh, it’s the assassin.”

“How could they show up their face to school even after yesterday’s incident?”

“Who would’ve thought that the magicless perfect is an assassin?”

“Huh, they’re pretending to be innocent, disgusting.”

“Hey, perfect, stop being innocent and tell the teachers you did it!”

You swear you feel worse than before, you can’t help yourself but to step away from the crowd and burst into tears. How could they say something like that when they don’t know about the truth?

Worst of all, the false rumor reaches Crowley’s ears and makes him doubt you. The headmaster didn’t believe it the first day he achieved the false rumor, yet now he’s doubting about the whole investigations and you.

On a certain day while you’re sitting by Leona's bedside, the headmaster requests your presence in his office for an important talk about the investigation. All you could do is to hope that you receive news where the investigation is complete.

As you enter the office, you could see how serious his face is and he proceeds to stand up from his chair to approach you. You gulp before he opens his mouth to start the conversation.

“Perfect, it seems like you must leave NRC,” he crosses his arms.

Your eyes are wide open after he said those words. You must leave the school? Are your evidences not strong enough? It must be a joke, right? After all, this is Crowley, you know very well that he-

“I’m afraid the rumor of you as the real culprit is spreading throughout and Mr. Kinghscholar’s kingdom, it affecting our school’s reputation. Afterglow Savannah won't sit idly by when they hear a single magicless student tried to poison their second prince.”

You couldn’t even swallow, not even once. Every word, every sentence, you try to digest one by one. It feels like your nightmare has come true, yes, getting kicked out of the NRC. However, the reason why you get kicked out is stupid, dumb. How could a headmaster believe in such a nonsense rumor?

“It may look like I committed a grave crime, forcing my own student to leave the school. Prefect, I know I was very reckless doing this to a magicless student. But I want you to understand that this is for the safety of the other students, teachers, and our school. I hope you could understand what I mean, prefect.”

How can you even understand this conversation? The investigation is still going on, they haven’t found out who the real culprit is, but a stupid rumor about you being the real culprit all the time and trying to poison your own boyfriend, you even get kicked out by the headmaster himself just because of this stupid rumor is insane, confusing, and nonsensical.

Of course, you can’t let this happen! What kind of a headmaster believes in such a dumb rumor, expels out his own student because of the rumor, and doesn’t even finish the investigation first? You knew from the very beginning that Crowley isn’t responsible for literally everything in NRC.

A huge debate has started when you go against his decision, a teacher like Crewel actually disagrees with Crowley’s rash decision. Unfortunately, Crewel couldn’t oppose the current headmaster’s decision, and so, Crowley gets you out of his office and wants you to leave the school as soon as possible.

You can’t even understand your own feelings, there’s sorrow, there’s pure red rage, everything is messed up. Your feeling, your thoughts, everything. The pleasant peaceful life in NRC was never an option in the first place.

Grim tries to hold you back from packing your things, he’s crying, not wanting to let you go. You friends are trying the same thing as Grim, the headmaster tells them that you must leave as soon as possible.

On the other hand, Leona tries to open his eyes and blinks a few times, what on earth is going on? His ears could seriously hear a loud commotion from outside the room, his face turns to catch a sudden gasp of the doctor who’s walking past his bed and seeing him regained consciousness.

Strange, usually you greet him every time he wakes up from his slumber. The only way to find out what’s happening is ask the doctor. Leona couldn’t believe the story that the doctor told him, you? They’re blaming over YOU? And that stupid headmaster believes the dumb rumor? AND KICK YOU OUT? Oh, dear, he won't sit around.

“Where are they right now?” Leona jumps out from the bed to run to you.

“Mr. Kingscholar! You still need to rest! I’m sorry but I don’t know where are they right now, but you could ask the other stu- Mr. Kingscholar!! Where are you going?! Come back to bed!!” The doctor tries to get him back to bed, sadly he runs too fast.

Hall after aisle, many students stare at him and whisper about him and you. Before he could ask your friends, he hears Grim is crying and running towards you, so he follows Grim and sees you holding a huge bag near the school’s gate with your face to the ground.

“Herbi- S/O!!” He runs to you and hugs you tightly, as if this would be the last day, where he could hold you this close.

Your cheeks become wet from the tears that suddenly flow from your eyes. Is this a dream? It can’t be, but it’s possible. From behind him, Crowley coughs and interrupts the two of you. Oh, Leona loses his temper at that point and then and almost attack Crowley.

“What is the meaning of this, Crowley?! Why are you kicking out them?!” Leona growls at him and moves you behind him, he tries to protect you from the stupid crow.

“Mr. Kingscholar, you should be in bed to rest, your body needs time to recovery from the poison. It appears you do know about the rumor, it affected our-“

“School’s reputation? That’s bullshit!!” Leona stares at Crowley, it’s an intense gaze.

Leona is ready to attack the headmaster, several teachers are watching over them, even though it’s an empty conversation, all they do is just staring at each other intensely. Feeling impatient because of the silence, Leona starts to open his mouth and tells the truth.

It’s a detailed and honest chronology, of course he wouldn't lie about it. He tells them the truth behind the poisoning, even the one who gave the drink to you and him. Knowing that Crowley almost makes a huge mistake, which’s expelling you out from the school, his expression changes drastically.

The others start to whisper to each other, doubting about Leona’s story. After a few minutes of arguing with each other, Crowley decides not to kick you out and ask you to stay again in NRC. This surprises you as well as pleases you.

Incredibly, the principal changed his mind as soon as Leona told the whole story and provided him with other evidence to prove your innocence in this incident. Leona swears that if Crowley seriously does this again in the future, he won’t hold back from punching him in the face.

Once again, Leona hugs you tightly, not tight enough to crush you. Oh, how grateful you and him are for having each other, especially you. He saved you once more, it feels like you’re indebt with him, with your own boyfriend.

His thumb wipes your tears from your wet cheeks, his face inches from yours. Worry, anger, sorrow written over on his face and eyes, you can feel how worried and angry he is that you are being blamed by them, because of him.

“Hey…” His voice turns soft, comforting you from all that had happened.

Well, the headmaster apologizes to you, but do you forgive him? Leona doesn’t forgive him, no, he won’t. That crow doesn’t deserve it, especially after blaming you and nearly kicking you out of the NRC. Next time, Leona will make sure no one can do this to you again, not to his precious herbivore.

I DO NOT OWN TWISTED WONDERLAND & DO NOT REPOST MY WORKS.

#kotaro's work #leona kingscholar #leona kingscholar x reader #leona #leona x reader #twst leona #twisted wonderland #twst #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #twisted wonderland imagines #twst imagines #disney twisted wonderland

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trans-girl-nausicaa · 1 year

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Tumblr: choose your own adevture: VAMPIRE ARK: part 24

STATS:

AGGRESSION: 4

CAUTION: 0

HOMOSEXUALITY: 8

ENDURANCE: 1

SKILL: 4

INVENTORY:

[Wallet] [Cash: $14.50]

[Keys]

[Antique Czech Typewriter] [Ink ribbons: 0]

[Antique Czech Lighter] [Fuel level: 1000%]

[Antique CZ 75 Pistol, 9mm, Automatic] [Ammunition: 50]

[Sharpened Metal Stake]

>Find out the extent of your strength with Louisiana.

“I need to figure out what my… what my body is capable of,” you say to Bunny.

“Yeah let’s go, uh, break rocks or something,” you say to Louisiana.

“Can I… observe and take notes?” asks Bunny. Her eyes twinkle.

“…Yes,” you say.

“I promise I won’t get in the way. You won’t even know I’m there.”

You shrug in assent.

A few minutes later, you’ve got a granola bar in your belly and you’re lacing up your shoes.

You really don’t know what to expect.

The sky is overcast today.

As you walk out the door, you’re not sure where Bunny went. She said she’d observe, but you don’t see her anywhere.

Out in the clearing, Louisiana stamps down some tall grass into a flat spot.

You’re about to ask what she’s doing when she turns to you and says, “Drop and give me twenty!”

“Huh?” you say.

“We need to start with the basics. Body-weight exercises.”

You can’t remember the last time you did a push-up.

Skeptically, you get down on your hands and feet.

“Butt down! Straighten out your body,” says Louisiana. She slaps your butt lightly for emphasis.

She’s really not making this easier, you think.

You do twenty push-ups. Louisiana continues to correct your form, but you really aren’t grasping why that would be important. It all seems the same to you. You’re getting kind of bored.

“Okay, now I want you to try them one-handed,” says Louisiana. “One hand behind your back!”

Okay, sure, why not.

You do twenty more push ups one-handed, on your left hand.

“Okay, now the right- Oh, wait! That’s your injured hand! You shouldn’t have been doing push-ups at all! Oh, darn! Um, are you okay?!”

You stand up. Your hand doesn’t hurt.

You pull back the tape, just to check under the gauze and see if it’s gotten worse.

To your surprise, your skin has closed completely. There’s a bit of dried green blood on the surface. You wipe some of it away, and confirm that yes, your wound is gone.

“Umm… my hand is fine,” you say.

“So I didn’t make it worse?” asks Louisiana.

“No, I mean it’s FINE fine. Like it’s completely healed.”

You hold up your hand to her.

Her eyes widen.

She reaches out and pokes your hand.

“Oh, uh, careful, there’s still some blood on it,” you say.

Louisiana just shrugs and wipes it off her finger onto her jeans.

“Yeah, wow, it’s like… I guess you really are…” she trails off, staring at you, a vacant look in her eyes.

She snaps out of it.

“Okay, so! How did you feel about the push-ups?”

You shrug.

“They were boring,” you say.

“Even the one-handed ones?”

“Um, yeah. Like, it’s just monotonous and repetitive. I don’t get what I’m supposed to be getting here.”

She taps her chin.

“So they were easy? Like, you feel you could do more?”

“Yeah, I guess, I could probably do these all day. But it’s really boring. Please don’t ask me to do more.”

You can see gears whirring inside of her head.

She gestures to a large rock.

“Do you think you could pick that up?”

You shrug.

The rock is about the same size as the boxes of frozen food goods that you load and unload from the freezer at work. You had trouble lifting some of those boxes.

You lean over and pick up the rock. About half of it was buried underground, so it’s larger than you thought at first. It takes a bit of effort and adjustment to compensate for the weight, but you manage to lift it.

Louisiana’s mouth is agape.

“O-okay, you can put it back now,” she says nervously.

You drop the rock back in the indentation in the earth. It makes a loud thump.

“Uh… Let’s have you throw something,” she says. You pick up a rock about the same size and shape as a baseball.

“Can I throw it at that tree?” you say.

“Yeah, that should be fine,” she says, referring to a large tree at the edge of the forest, about twenty feet away.

You played softball, once upon a time.

You adopt a pitcher’s stance, and throw the rock as hard as you can.

You hear a loud crack. There is now a large hole in the center of the trunk of the tree. You think you can see it go all the way through.

There is a creaking, a groaning, and the hole widens. The wood splinters, and the tree begins to shear in two. The upper half is separating, tilting, falling- falling towards you and Louisiana.

“Holy shit,” she says.

The tree falls faster than you would imagine a tree to fall. Louisiana freezes up, wide eyed-

You know what you need to do.

You turn and dash towards Louisiana, and sweep her up off her feet. You continue to dash, out of the path of the falling tree.

Behind you, it thuds to the ground.

You come to a stop.

You are still cradling Louisiana in your arms.

You look down at her. Her eyes are wide. You can feel her breath against your face. You can hear her heartbeat.

“Holy shit,” she says, again.

“Saved me again, huh?” she says.

There’s a look in her eyes that you can’t identify.

Read the rest of the story: https://www.tumblr.com/trans-girl-nausicaa/tagged/CYOA

#CYOA #choose your own adventure

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sidetable-drawer · 4 months

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Character Ask for Snap (ChalkZone): Questions 2, 3, 7, 8, 21, & 22. I hope that those aren't too many questions for you.

2. Favorite canon thing about this character?

He's got such a fun personality and I love his voice. I also love how he's super loyal to Rudy but will call him out on BS when he needs it (like in "The Terrible 2 1/2s").

3. Least favorite canon thing about this character?

Eh...nothing I can really think of?

7. What’s something the fandom does when it comes to this character that you like?

There are quite a few fans who ship him with Blocky and you know what? That's adorable.

8. What’s something the fandom does when it comes to this character that you despise?

Not sure; this ChalkZone and it doesn't have a very big fandom at all.

21. If you’re a fic writer and have written for this character, what’s your favorite thing to do when you’re writing for this character? What’s something you don’t like?

I'm not a fic writer.

22. If you’re a fic reader, what’s something you like in fics when it comes to this character? Something you don’t like?

I love any fic that mentions or emphasizes that he and Rudy are basically brothers. As for things I don't like...again, there's not really that much CZ fic out there so I can't say. *shrugs*

#senshi-queen

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aspenmissing · 10 months

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𝙶𝚞𝚝𝚜 (𝙿𝚝 𝟷)

Rick, Y/N and Danny are still sat in the tank when the voice is heard on the radio again.

"Hey, are you alive in there?" The male on the radio asks. Rick jumps in, hitting his head in the process. He grabs the radio.

"Hello? Hello?" Rick says.

"There you are. You had me wondering. Is the two your with, okay?"

"Yeah, yeah, they're fine" Y/N reaches forward and grabs the radio.

"Where are you? Outside? Can you see us right now?"

"Yeah, I can see you. You're surrounded by walkers. That's the bad news”.

"There's good news?" Y/N asks.

"No" The girl snorts and Rick grabs back the radio.

"Listen, whoever you are, I don't mind telling you we're a little concerned in here”.

"Oh man. You three should see it from over here. You'd be having a major freak-out”.

"Got any advice for us?"

"Yeah, I’d say make a run for it" Y/N and Rick share a look.

"But they're all out there" Danny says frightened, looking between the other two. Y/N grabs the radio from Rick, scoffing.

"That's it? "Make a run for it"?" She repeats, not liking the idea one bit.

"My way's not as dumb as it sounds. You've got eyes on the outside here. There's one geek still up on the tank but the others have climbed down and joined the feeding frenzy where the horses went down. With me so far?"

"So far"

"Okay, the street on the other side of the tank is less crowded. If you move now while they're distracted, you stand a chance. Got ammo?" Rick grabs the radio again.

"In that duffel bag I dropped out there, and guns. Can we get to it?" Rick asks.

"Forget the bag, okay? It's not an option. What do you have on you?"

"Hang on" Rick drops the radio and looks around. He has the Beretta 92FS that he took off the soldier, bit it only has one clip. He also finds a grenade, but he clips it onto his belt and doesn't tell the man about it" Rick looks at Danny, who looks at the grenade confused. Rick then looks to Y/N "What about you two" He nods to her bag.

"I ran out of extra ammo weeks ago. My shotgun and CZ 75 and were the only guns I had left, and I used them saving your ass" She opens her bag and pulls out 3 daggers "I only have these left."

"I've got a Beretta with one clip, 15 rounds. She only has 3 knives”.

"Make 'em count. Jump off the right side of the tank, keep going in that direction. There's an alley up the street, maybe 50 yards. Be there"

"Hey, what's your name?" Rick asks.

"Have you been listening? You're running out of time”.

"Right" Rick looks to Delilah, who's getting her bag back on "Ready? Delilah looks to Danny.

"Get on my back and hold on" Y/N says and Danny does so, wrapping his legs around her waist and her arms around her neck. He then stuffs his face into her shoulder. She looks back at Rick, nodding "Ready" They make their break. Y/N opens the top and slices the walker in the face with her knives, slicing its face wide open. They jump down from the tank, Y/N landing on her feet while Rick lands on his side.

"Ah!" He says, landing on his injured side. The girl is quick to help him up, pushing him to run.

"Come on!" They run down the street, Rick firing any walker in his way. Y/N slices any walker that got close to them. Over the course of the fights, Danny tightens his arms around her neck and looks up every now and then only to stuff his face back into the girl's shoulder after seeing the walkers. The two killing 8 in total. They make it to the alley and Rick is about to shoot before noticing it's the man they've been talking to over the radio.

"Whoa! Not dead! Come on! Come on! Back here! Come on! Come on!" The four proceed to run down the alley and the man climbs up the ladder, Y/N quickly puts Danny down and he begins to climb. She follows him.

"Just don't look down Danny, you’re okay, I'm right behind you" Glenn and Y/N notice that Rick's not following. "What are you doing?! Come on!" She shouts, causing Rick to snap out of his daze and begins to climb the ladder.

"Come on, get up" They make it up to the top, panting. Danny goes back to hugging into Y/N's side "Nice moves there, Clint Eastwood. You the new sheriff come riding in to clean up the town?"

"It wasn't my intention."

"Yeah, whatever. Yeehaw. You're two are dumbasses” The guy says, gesturing to Rick and Y/N.

"Jee, thanks" Y/N says, sarcastically "Y/N" She then gestures her head down to the shaking boy clutching onto her side "Danny."

"Rick. Thanks" Rick holds his hand out for the Korean man to shake, he hesitates before shaking.

"Glenn. You're welcome" Glenn looks to Y/N "You his kid?" She shakes her head, rubbing Danny's back "You sure. You’re both as stupid as each other" They look up at the ladder "The bright side: It'll be the fall that kills us. I'm a glass-half-full kind of guy.” Glenn looks to Danny "You first, kid" Y/N gently pushes Danny to the ladder.

"I'm right behind ya" she says as he slowly makes his way up the ladder, she follows after Danny up the ladder, then Glenn and Rick.

They walk across the building, Danny holding Y/N's hand tightly and walking close to her.

"Are you the one that barricaded the alley?" Rick asks.

"Somebody did..." Glenn says, pausing "I guess when the city got overrun. Whoever did it was thinking not many geeks would get through”.

"Back at the tank, why’d you stick your neck out for us?" They open a hatch, and Glenn makes his way down.

"Call it foolish, naïve hope that if I'm ever that far up shit creek, somebody might do the same for me. Guess I'm an even bigger dumbass than you" Y/N, Danny and Rick then follows. Glenn leads them through the building, exiting from the other side and walks down the steps. Glenn takes out a walkie-talkie "I'm back. Got three guests plus four geeks in the alley" They go down the staircase to a door where two walkers appear. Two men come out with protective gear and baseball bats. They each go after one of the Walkers and bash their brains in "Let's go!" The four make their way to the door, into safety.

"Morales, let's go!" The black man says to his friend. The two follows after they finish the walkers.

They get inside where two more survivors are also taking cover. Y/N is pushed against a load, her hand slipping from Danny's, a gun pointed at her head.

"You son of a bitch. We ought to kill you" Y/N stares at the women, no fear shown. Just staring right into her eyes with a hard gaze.

"Just chill out, Andrea. She's a kid. Back off" Morales says.

"No please don't kill her" Danny begs, standing beside Y/N and looking up at Andrea.

"Come on, ease up”.

"Ease up? You're kidding me, right? We're dead because of these stupid assholes”.

"Andrea, I said back the hell off" Morales says.

"Step away from her" Rick says, looking at Andrea. She steps away from the girl, and Rick gets between the two, Danny instantly goes to Y/N’s side, grabbing her hand tightly.

"We're dead -- all of us-- because of you three”.

"I don't understand" Y/N says, not fazed from having a gun to her head.

"What did we do?" Rick asks. Morales pulls Rick by the arm, leading him to the main store. Glenn looks to Delilah and Danny and lets them go ahead of him before he follows them.

"Look, we came into the city to scavenge supplies. You know what the key to scavenging is? Surviving! You know the key to surviving? Sneaking in and out, tiptoeing. Not shooting up the streets like it's the O.K. Corral”.

"Every geek for miles around heard you two popping off rounds."

"You just rang the dinner bell."

"Get the picture now?" They see the zombies growling; trying to get into the store. A few walkers attempting to smash through the double set of doors to get to them. Each bang startles Danny, causing him to clutch Y/N's jacket tighter.

"Oh god. What the hell were you three doing out there anyway?" Andrea asks.

"Tryin' to flag the helicopter" Y/N says.

"Helicopter? Man, that’s crap. Ain't no damn helicopter"

"You were chasing a hallucination, imaging things it happens."

"We saw it" Rick says.

"W-We did, it was very loud" Danny stutters, not looking up at them.

"Hey, T-Dog, try that CB. Can you contact the others?" Morales asks.

"Others? The refugee centre?"

"Yeah, the refugee centre. They've got biscuits waiting at the oven for us" T-dog tries to get in contact with some other survivors but get no signal.

"Got no signal. Maybe the roof" Above, on the roof, they hear a gun firing making Danny jump.

"Oh no. Is that Dixon?" The young girl snaps her eyes to Andrea.

"Dixon?" Y/N questions, eyes slightly widened.

"What is that maniac doing?"

"Come on, let's go" The group runs up to the roof.

Merle Dixon is shooting at several of the Walkers on the street below with a sniper rifle, killing some of them. The group burst through the door.

"Hey, Dixon, are you crazy?!" Morales says. Dixon laughs and continues shooting.

"Oh jeez"

"Hey! Y'all be more polite to a man with a gun!" Merle jumps down from the edge, not noticing the two new faces "Huh? Ah! Only common sense"

"Man, you are wasting bullets we ain't even got!" Merle continues laughing.

"And you're bringing even more of them down on our ass! Man, just chill"

"Hey! Bad enough I've got this taco-bender on my ass all day. Now I'm gonna take orders from you? I don't think so, bro. That'll be the day”.

"That'll be the day"? You got something you want to tell me?"

"Hey, T-Dog man, just leave it”.

"No"

"All right? It ain't worth it. Now Merle, just relax, okay? We've got enough trouble”.

"You want to know the day?" Merle asks.

"Yeah"

"I'll tell you the day, Mr. "Yo." It's the day I take orders from a ni**er"

"Mother-" T-Dog goes to punch Merle but it hit with his gun, stepping back. Morales comes forward and rips his gun out of his grasp, before being pushed back. Rick comes forward to stop before Merle punches him, making him land on the ground. Merle punches T-Dog, making him fall onto the ground, hitting his head off the pipe. Danny moves back towards the door to the roof, not wanting to look like a target to the angry man.

"Stop it! Dixon, get off him! Dixon, you're gonna hurt him" Andrea says.

"Merle, cut it out!" Morales says. Merle beats T-Dog to a pulp. Rick holds his face as he gets up, with the help of Y/N. Morales comes forward to help only to be elbowed in the stomach. Merle takes out his pistol and points it at T-Dog.

"No, no, no, please. Please" Andrea begs. Everyone waits to see what Merle is gonna do. Merle sees T-Dog look away in defeat.

"Yeah! All right! We're gonna have ourselves a little powwow, huh? Talk about who's in charge" Merle says, standing up. They drag T-Dog away from him "I vote me. Anybody else? Huh? Democracy time, y'all. Show of hands, huh?" Merle lifts his hand. Morales follows.

"Come on" Andrea says.

"All in favour? Huh? Let's see 'em. Oh, come on. All in favour? Yeah. That's good" Everyone else begins to follow, lifting their hands up "Now that means I'm the boss, right? Yeah. Anybody else? Hmm? Anybody?"

"Yeah" Y/N says. Merle turns to face her only to bit hit over the head with a pipe, he falls back onto the floor, and she places her foot on his head, allowing Rick to handcuff him to a pipe. Rick grips Merle by his collar.

"Who the hell are you, man?!"

"Officer friendly. Look here, Merle. Things are different now. There are no ni**ers anymore. No dumb-as-shit inbred white-trash fools either. Only dark meat and white meat. There's us and the dead. We survive this by pulling together, not apart”.

"Screw you, man”.

"I can see you make a habit missing the point."

"Yeah? Well, screw you twice”.

"Ought to be polite to the man with a gun" Rick says, placing the gun of Merle's head. He cocks his gun "Only common sense”.

"You wouldn't. You're a cop"

"All I am anymore is a man looking for his wife and son. Anybody that gets in the way of that is gonna lose. I'll give you a moment to think about that" Rick searches his pockets, pulling out something " Got some on your nose there" He flicks Merle's nose.

"What are you gonna do? Arrest me?" Merle laughs. Rick then walks away, taking Merle's stuff with him "Hey! What are you doing? Man, that was my stuff! Hey! If I get loose, you'd better pray... Yeah, you hear me, you pig?! You hear me?!"

"Yeah, your voice carries" Rick walks to the edge, Morales following. Y/N first goes over to Danny and bends down to his height.

"It's over now Danny-boy, the angry man stopped. Now, can you be a big help and go and help the nice man " She asks, gesturing her head back to T-Dog. Danny nods and makes his way over to him, not taking a glance to Merle. Y/N then gets back up and goes over to Merle, sitting beside him.

"Get the fuck away from me" he says harshly.

"Nope"

"Who are ya anyway?" He asks, looking at her.

"Forgot me already, Merle. It's only been two months, hasn't it?" Merle stares at Y/N for a couple of minutes before his face turns to realization. He uses his non cuffed hand to reach his hand over to her cheek.

"Princess?"

"Bingo"

"Your daddy's been worried about ya."

"Sounds like him."

"So, how'd ya meet that bastard?" Merle asks, nodding his head to Rick "He hasn't hurt you, has he?"

"No, no. If anything, he's protected me" She begins to explain "After we got separated by the Walker crowd, I hid under a car. I waited until I found a chance to run, and so I did. I ran and ran until I lost my way back”.

"What about your tracking skills, you were taught by the best?"

"I was all over the place, ass. I just lost my dad and uncle and was all alone. I wasn't thinking clearly. But overtime, things that fazed me, wouldn't anymore. I almost killed Rick when I first met him”.

"Tch, why didn't ya?"

"Well, he told me he was heading here to look for his Wife and Son. And I knew that we were similar. I couldn't kill a man who was looking for his family, just as I was. And since we were heading the same way, we decided to stick together and help each other"

"Well, he's still an ass" The girl slaps Merle's arm, who chuckles.

"Well, where is dad?"

"Back at camp, probably out huntin'"

"Yeah, probably"

"What about the kid?" Merle asks, gesturing his head over to Danny. She looks over at him, seeing him handing tissues to T-Dog to wipe his bloody nose, smiling softly.

"Well when I got separated from you two, I met these two boys. Brothers. Danny and his older brother Kyle. We were only in a group for a couple of weeks, but I grew attached to them and so did they..." Y/N frowns, looking at Danny again "His brother is dead you know" Merle looks to her, confused.

"And he's taking it well?" Merle asks. She shakes her head.

"He doesn't know. I told him that we got separated and that he'll find us one day. He's always gonna be waiting for his older brother”.

"Until you tell him"

"I can't. I can't bear to see him in more pain than he's already in with all this happening" The two sit in silence before Merle speaks up.

"Do you think you could ask your nice officer friend to let me out of these here handcuffs?" Merle says, lifting his cuffed hand.

"Sorry, Merle. But your being an asshole to the people who saved us" She stands up and walks over to the others to see T-Dog talking to Danny.

"Thanks for the tissues kid, they've been a great help" T-Dog says before looking up at Y/N "So uncle huh?" He says, holding the bloodied tissues to his nose. She sheepishly laughs.

"Yeah, sorry about him, he's always been an ass"

"You don't have to apologize" Jacqui says, softly.

"It's not the first time he did this. I used to have a friend; she was black. I would always talk about her. Merle would always be an ass and talk shit about her. Luckily, I never brought her over to my house because I was embarrassed of him”.

"You are sure you’re a Dixon?" Glenn says.

"Positive" Y/N says, laughing.

#The Walking Dead #Reader Insert #Walking Dead Fandom #Walking Dead Fanfiction

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chalkmine · 2 months

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hi i know ur not active at all idk if ur still in CZ but i was looking at ut blog and i just wanna say... another rudy/snap appreciator... 🤝🤝🤝 i love them so much

Hell yea hell yea 🤝🤝🤝

#im around I just don’t have anything for this blog these days! I still love the chalkses.#perhaps one day I will be reignited who know…. who know

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inglourious-imagines · 2 years

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Shirt Incident

William Hoosier Smith x GN!Reader

Requested by: @alienoresimagines - Could you write 105. Is that my shirt? with the love of my life Hoosier Smith and a gender neutral reader if that isn't too much of a bother please? ❤ As always, completely okay not to write it! 💛

Warnings: smoking, war, some f words

Prompt: Is that my shirt?

Summary: It is said among the Marines that Hoosier has a crush on you. You decide to test the theory.

Taglist: @alienoresimagines @teenmagazines @meteora-fc @eugenesmorphine @band-of-brothers-cz @real-fans @not-john-watsons-blog @tealaquinn @ok-roemanov @mrseasycompany @punkgeekchic @wexhappyxfew @rayofshanshine @mavysnavy @easynix @georgeluzwarmhugs @easy-company-tradition @immrsronaldspeirs @snafus-peckuh @curraheewestandalone @warrior-healer @justamadgirlinabox @order-of-river-phoenix @whoahersheybars

The weather was slowly beginning to be absolutely unbearable. There probably wasn’t an inch of your body that wasn’t covered in sweat. Your mind was clouded by the thought of the cooling ocean that could provide at least a temporary relief from the never-ending heat. You most probably would be in the water already if you were actually back home in the States but the heavy Thompson on your shoulder was constantly reminding you otherwise, that you were still very much in the middle of the Pacific killing for peace.

Well, that and the constantly annoyed voice of Chuckler who complained about the weather three times minimum every five minutes. At least you suffered in silence.

“No need to point out our miserable conditions anymore, Chuckler,” you finally snapped but your voice had a bit of a playful tone into it, so your friend knew it’s nothing personal. You all were in a crappy mood, feeling horrible.

“Hoosier looked way too comfortable over there,” Chucker grinned at you, “simply had to remind him what a wonderful situation we find ourselves in.”

Hoosier shot him a fake smile in response and then got back to his cigarette. Even he was too tired to actually think of some sarcastic remark to retort with.

You shook your head, laughing. “Maybe you need to remind him some more.”

Runner next to you leaned back in laughter, always enjoying when you teased the poor man from Indiana, Loogootee. Which you did quite often. You couldn’t lie to yourself, you enjoyed teasing Hoosier more than you probably should and from a whole lot different reason than Runner.

Chuckler nodded in anticipation. “Maybe we should take our shirts off, what do you say, Y/N?”

His words took you by surprise – you almost choked on your own cigarette – as he took it to a completely new level.

“God, Juergens,” Leckie joined, his typical smirk lightening up his tired face, “no one wants to see that. Unless Y/N really joins in so then I’ll have something to focus on.”

Your cheeks blushed at Bob’s comment as you just rolled your eyes to appear not so flattered by his words. You knew perfectly well why the boys were being so flirtatious all of a sudden. Leckie about a week ago pointed out to you so convincingly that Hoosier has this enormous crush on you. At first, you began to laugh hysterically, thinking it was one of Bob’s classic jokes but when his face remained serious, you gave him a funny look.

“Hoosier? The Hoosier? On me? Bob, the heat is making you imagine things.”

But he simply just shook his head, his voice perfectly calm and quite convincing. “Y/N, I might be a bit stupid sometimes but I’m not blind. And given the fact that we’re in the middle of this fucking war, I think it’d just be nice to have someone by your side.”

You never heard Robert Leckie sound so serious and sincere before.

“I have you guys,” you tried to discourage him once more from his theory, which was actually more of a fact, but you hadn’t known that yet. He patted your shoulder and with a quick ‘think about it’ he disappeared from your sight, his words still echoing in your head.

That was seven days ago.

Leckie must had made a pact with Runner, or so you thought, because he approached you three days ago at lunch and the conversation was pretty much the same one like you had with Bob. Apparently, there was even a bet in the company on what’s going to happen first: Hooser finally making a move or you actually realizing the real deal.

“The whole fucking company?” you exclaimed once Runner finished justifying his and Bob’s theory.

“Yep!” he grinned, “even the officers.”

“Oh God,” you groaned, your head falling into your hands.

***

Ever since those two encounters, there was almost nothing else on your mind than Hoosier. You were seeing his stupid face everywhere. What had happened to you? A week ago, you were okay, and Hoosier was just a fellow soldier. Now he was Hoosier.

Damn Bob and Runner, you were sure that this change in thinking was their intention all along.

This went on for a couple of days until you just couldn’t bare it anymore, so you decided to give the men what they wanted and finally test the ridiculous theory yourself. You tried to not make it a big deal, you really did, you were trying to convince yourself that it was a mere distraction from the war but none of it slowed down your racing heart or stopped your trembling hands.

***

When the company was finally granted some very much needed relax time and was taken back from the front lines for a couple of days, you decided to take action. It was a ridiculous plan, stupid really, but if there was something you learned from your friends’ relationships before the war, it was wearing the clothes of your other half. It usually worked in 9 cases out of 10.

You stole one of Hoosier’s army shirts that was for whatever reasons his favourite, so you knew he’d be able to recognize it. Sneaking your way around the camp, you reached the destination where the provisional showers were built.

William Hoosier Smith, the game is on.

The company was watching a movie outside that night – a perfect opportunity. You walked out of the showers, finally feeling fresh and clean in weeks. Plus, the comfort of new clothes on your skin, Hoosier’s clothes, was quite something you weren’t able to describe. It almost felt like being born again.

But only this time it was better, your body shook with anticipation, a grin on your face and a slight blush on your cheeks. This was it, no going back now. You thanked the God that your friends chose their seating place far right, so you didn’t have to make your way through the whole goddamn Company, grabbing everyone’s attention.

Sitting down next to Hoosier and casually lighting your cigarette proved like one of the hardest things to do when wearing this man’s clothes. You were both scared and excited at once, dreading the outcome of your little game as well as welcoming it with open arms.

At first, nothing happened, the boys seemed to be too pulled into the movie to pay attention to anything else, your cigarette for nervousness long gone.

Until Hoosier turned his head to you, you felt his eyes looking you up and down, sending you shivers down your spine.

You didn’t know where the sudden courage was coming from, but you leaned dangerously close to him, whispering, “Is there a problem?”

Hoosier swallowed, taking a drag from his cigarette. He didn’t answer right away, instead a smirk slowly appeared on his face.

“Is that my shirt?”

You knew the question was coming, hell you even prepared possible answers, but it was as if all of them vaporized in the air and your mind was left blank.

You turned your whole body to Hoosier, finally realizing the tense atmosphere between you two.

“Is it?” you tried your best to sound as innocent as possible, “sorry, my bad. Do you want it back?”

Hoosier seemed taken back by your words but only for a fraction of a second, his confident and a bit cocky self was back. “If it wouldn’t be too much trouble.”

Your cheeks heating up, you moved closer even more and reached for his cigarette that was hanging from his lips. You slowly took it into your fingers, taking a drag and blowing a puff of smoke into the air. Hoosier’s eyes were fixated on your every move, and you knew you succeeded.

“You might want to follow me, Private Smith.”

“Count on it, Ma’am.”

Maybe Leckie was right, maybe having someone by your side was all you needed to make it through the war. You hadn’t known it back then, when Hoosier was following you in the night, you hadn’t known it the day after, or in a week or a month, but ever since the shirt incident Hoosier had always been there, always by your side, and it was only after the war ended, on the ship home, when you finally realized that the someone Leckie was talking about two years ago was William Smith.

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