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Percy Jackson x Apollo child!Reader

[headcanon]

Summary: golden retriever dating another golden retriever

Warning: N/A

A/N: N/A

Request: 🧸anon

You’re the definition of a golden retriever

And that's what drew Percys attention

You're such a sunshine, and, weirdly, always happy

Percys loves being with you, according to him, you make his day better

Every time Clarisse mess with Percy, you always says that she doesn't do it out of harm

Percys always "🤨" when you say it, while you just "😊"

You make flower crowds for him

He never take it of

Sometimes when he's stressed he lay in you lap while you sing and play with his hair (he always falls asleep)

If you go to the mission, you're always trying to solve the group problems with Groover

When Ednas "pet" was trying to eat y'all, you're just like:

"Dont blame it, its just a baby :("

Sometimes you're just too pure for this world

But that doesn't mean you can't fight

Mess with your friend and someone may end up with a leg and/or arm missing

That makes Percy fall harder for you

Your dinamics as a couple consist in:

Painting together (he's not pretty good at it) to killing monsters

You guys are a sunshine golden retriever x golden retriever couple

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Royal Secrets ~ Gray Fullbuster x Male Reader

Royal Au kind of? Gray and you are from affluent families in the kingdom of Fiore (while still keeping his family history kinda the same)

Gray and you were forced to become acquaintanced and to spend time with each other during your early teen years

The two of you would have to sit in on your families' business meetings and attend events and parties whether you actually wanted to be there or not

You and Gray didn't really get along to begin with, but once the two of you managed to bond over having overbearing and ridiculously rich parents, you two started to get along more

The two of you would sneak around, wiggling your ways out of meetings and sneaking away from parties to fuck around and play games with your magic

You two loved sneaking up to the balcony and playing pranks on other people in the courtyard with Gray's ice - your friend making small, slightly melted droplets of ice fall on people's heads and into their collars.

Gray loved showing off his powers to you, his mother ensured that he was well trained to use his magic, so he could perform some pretty neat tricks

And the man loved looking at you as you watched him in awe as he made some small ice figure - his ego would inflate when you would compliment his skill, and he would inexplicably blush at your comments

Now that you're both adults, you are both expected to partake in meetings and host parties - as well as start courting possible suitors...

However, what your parents are unaware of is that the two of you are too busy "courting" each other to have time for courting women

Gray and you only started seeing each other secretly recently

It was as a result of your parents declaring to a business meeting (which, of course, including Gray and his family) that you are planned to court Lady Lucy of the Heartfillia family

When Gray heard your father say that, something in him clicked - the affluent man just couldn't picture you spending your life, or even more time, with anyone else other than him

That night, the two of you were sneaking around your courtyard after ditching one of your parents' parties

Once the two of you reached the gazebo, with the ambient moonlight and the gorgeous flowers adorning your families grandeous gazebo, Gray fully couldn't take his eyes off of you

He couldn't get the idea of you with a woman out of his mind, he felt possessive over you - unlike he'd ever felt for anyone else

You also couldn't take your eyes off of the handsome man infront of you - Gray dressed very fancily to fit his status at your party, hands gloved and face glowing in the moonlight

And even though he knew he really shouldn't, Gray held your face in one of his silk gloved hands and pulled you closer into a chaste kiss

While it did take you by surprise, you were not opposed to kissing the handsome, rich man whatsoever

And while you did want to keep kissing Gray, especially when his warm tongue broke into your mouth and danced around with your own tongue, you were forced to pull away at the sound of a gaurd calling for you

Luckily, the clueless gaurd saw nothing, except for two blushing and out of breath men standing slightly too close yet just far enough as to not look suspicious

And when Gray and you were made to follow the guard back to the party, the smug man could only smirk your way, looking down at you sexily - it made you blush, of course, but also want to make out with him then and there

Ever since then, your parents have continually tried to have you court many different affluent women of their picking, and you continually subtly refuse and sneak off with Gray

The two of you are more inseperable than ever, visiting each other on "business" to spend 3 hours together - making out, chatting, thinking of the future, making out some more and going a little further from time to time

Also, you and your now secret boyfriend are not very quiet or sneaky about your relationship

You try to be, mainly sticking to your rooms when doing *certain* things, however the guards outside of your respective rooms have heard some unspeakable things

Your butler knows about the two of you after walking in on you and Gray mid-makeout and he fully supports you while keeping your secret

Other staff at your mansion or Gray's know about the two of you, especially when you two sneak around and night and bump into maids or cooks who are going to their quarters

You two wouldn't have it any other way though, Gray and you would love to be public about your love and affection towards one another - your parents being the only obstacle

While your parents have no problem with the possibility of you being gay, they would still want an heir - which you and Gray obviously can't produce legitimatly

Gray's parents on the other hand believe in traditional values - meaning no dick for Gray

However, Gray's parents have had some late night, drunk discussions about the positives of having Gray and you combine your families business empire with their own

Gray and you aren't too affected by your parents opinions though, your love for him is only affected by Gray and vice versa for him.

And who knows, Fiere is changing by the day

You two have always thought that your parents can be convinced

Turns out, they could be!

It wasn't the most elegant or thought out way of telling both your parents and Gray's about your extraordinarily homosexual relationship but it worked nonetheless

What happened? Well both sets of parents walked in on you and Gray of course!

You and your tall, handsome boyfriend had snuck off from one of his families parties once again and found yourselves in one of Gray's many guest bedrooms

By the time anything registered in your brain, Gray was only in his unbuttoned dress shirt and tight trousers - love bites already on his neck and your collar bone whilst some of your own clothes were discarded on the floor

As Gray was shoving his tongue down your throat - your arms around his neck, his strong hands holding your hips on his lap, the two of you comfortably making out on the guest room's bed - you two were distracted from one another at the loud sound of the door slamming open

You two quickly break the kiss and turn to look towards the now wide-open door to the guest room

And of course, as you can guess, in the doorway stood not only Gray's parents, but yours as well!

And while the two of you had to separate and get scolded loudly and for a very long time - by the end of the night, your parents were discussing how to go about the situation

Their conversation ending in an arranged marriage between you two!

Somehow, it all worked out for you and your tall, handsome boyfriend

You should of taken a photo of Gray's face, he was dumbfounded but elated

Your parents had to separate the two of you again when you started making out again out of joy!

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It’s all fun and games until someone brings up the fact that the scene where Percy tells Nico about Bianca is paralleled to Apollo telling him about Jason. The fact that Nico knew what happened in both situations, but still asked just in case it was all a bad dream. Just in case he had a ‘normal’ mortal dream rather than a factual dream. Oh, and then he runs away in both scenes, leaving a literal trail of death behind (ironic)

Redraw of this post.

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• “La liberté guidant le peuple” by Eugène Delacroix

and

• “13th attempt to break the Gaza blockade by sea”. Photo by Mustafa Hassouna (Andalou Agency for Getty)

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Memorable Moments

Aiden Clark

Gender Neutral Reader

Now Aiden has a LOT of ideas that he should keep to himself but that he doesn’t

And where does he go with said ideas? Straight to you!

His many excursions have gotten the both of you into a handful of shit on numerous occasions

So when he came knocking on your door all you could do was instinctively tag along

If you have a car he’ll immediately get in the drivers seat and start blasting music

Car is LITERALLY shaking

If you guys go by foot he’s still gonna play music out loud💀🙏

I feel like he owns a boombox for some reason

He’s taken you so many places

Crashing pottery classes, the supermarket, rage rooms, a Batman convention

So you’d think this time would also be just as whacky

Surprisingly enough it wasn’t

A venture to a lonely patch of the beach

A picnic of sorts only with half empty energy drinks and gummy worms

“What’re we digging for shit?”

Despite your many comments on the plain scenery he just laughed

A quiet laugh rather than his typical hysterical hyena one

And before you could try and fill the silence he spoke

“Not to get all sad and everything but, thanks.”

“Thanks for what man?”

“For everything. God—that sounds so corny. I do mean it though.”

“Aw..”

“Don’t make it even more weird. Now let’s go dig for shit!”

“Why do you have a metal detector?”

“Don’t even worry about it. Let’s go maybe there’ll be something worth money here.”

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I call this one "Double Kill"

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not to be insensitive but some of the salem witch trials were so funny bitches like “i saw her at the devils sacrament!!!” girl… what were YOU doing at the devils sacrament 👀

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Best Friends Brother - Bokuto x Male Reader

Bokuto never noticed just how cute his best friends little bro was

You're akashi's brother, bokuto could litterally have anyone he wants but all he wants is Akashi's socially awkward younger brother who blushes everytime they make eye contact

You were in the kitchen, listening to your favourite artist on full volume as you cooked some instant rammen

And as if on a schedule, your brother, Keiji Akaashi, and his best friend Kotaro Bokuto walk in at 4 sharp

But you didn't here your brother slam the door shut or the owl heads loud voice over your music, so as you kept singing loudly the two older men walked into the kitchen following the music

"(Y/n). We're here" Keiji says to as he taps your shoulder, making you jump and yelp slightly

"Oh shit, sorry..." you say, your words becoming more quiet as your eyes meet Bokuto's

You turn your music off and quickly finish up your food, making eye contact with your brothers tall best friend as you rush past them to get upstairs to your bedroom

"Sorry about him" Keiji says with a small chuckle, finding the way that you're still awkward around Bokuto even if you've known him since he was a first year

"Nahh it's fine" the silver haired man says, mimicking his friends chuckle

Truthfully, Bokuto loved how you immediately blush after his eyes lock with yours

Loved?

Yeah no he means *really* likes

As the two volleyball players made their way upstairs, you started to change out of your school uniform, your shirt unbuttoned and trousers thrown across the room as you looked for your home clothes

In your rush upstairs, you left your door open just a tad

As Akaashi and Bokuto walked past your room, the older male noticed the open door and even managed to sneak a peek

Bokuto had never noticed how cite his best friends brother was.

He watched closely as you cutely looked around your room for your top after you put a pair of sweat pants on

He admired your figure and skin, your hair, the way your hair shaped your face

"Bokuto!" Akaashi shouts from his room, making you look over to your door and notice the older man watching you

A blush covers your body, and an extremely attractive smirk makes it's way onto Bokuto's face

Weeks had passed by since then, and everyday of those few weeks Bokuto came round after school with your brother

And each of those days he made sure to go out of his way to 'jokingly' flirt with you

Keiji was fully oblivious to his best friends recent flirting

And as each day went by with more flirting from Bokuto, the owl-like man couldn't deny that he liked you

So one day after school, he of course came round to your house with your brother but instead of spending time with Keiji, Bokuto bolted to your room and insisted on spending time with you for the 3 hours he was there

Leading to Keiji joining the two of you as well

The two (three) of you talked about school, Bokuto being the one asking questions and listening to you reluctantly answer

The two older guys watched an episode of a show you were watching with you and actually started to get interested

Which lead to Bokuto insisting on watching the rest with you for the next week

Keiji had just gone to the bathroom, leaving you and Bokuto alone to watch your show

Both of you in your bed, TV quietly playing

Randomly, Bokuto laid his head on your head

You didn't hate it

Infact the blush on your face showed that you liked it

"Bokuto....?" You croak out reluctantly

"Kotaro." He says back

"Wha?" You question

"My name, call me by Kotaro now, (Y/n)" He says with a small smile, you can hear it in his voice

"Are we close enough for that?" You ask, Kotaro is your brothers best friend not yours

"I would hope so... ******" Kotaro says quietly, mumbling towards the end so you can't hear him

"What was that, ....Kotaro?" You ask, using his first name

He chuckles

"See, we're close enough" the silver haired man says as he gets off your shoulder and looks down in your eyes

You had noticed his hair had started to fall flat, it suited him a lot more

The older man moved closer, just inches in-between the two of you

"K-Kotaro?" You stutter out

"You're cute. Have I ever told you that? (Y/n)?" Kotaro says with a small smirk

"Y-Youre not so bad yourself" you pathetically attempt to flirt, making the attractive man chuckle and move even closer

Just as his lips glaze over yours, a shout takes his attention from you

"KOTARO GET AWAY FROM MY BROTHER!!"

Not super happy with this but I hope u enjoyed!!

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tolerate it

synopsis : your love should be celebrated, but sakusa seems to tolerate it. (loosely based off taylor swift’s tolerate it)

warnings : ANGST. food/eating, lots of self doubt, hurt no comfort, sakusa is a HORRIBLE fiancee, mentions of crying, lmk if there are any more!

pairing : sakusa x gn!reader (i think)

wc : 0.64k

a/n : was feeling evil!! (no i was just in an angst writing mood) uhhh enjoy ig! also plz tell me if there are any mistakes!

three hours and forty-eight minutes.

that’s how long you’ve waited for kiyoomi to come home.

you understood practice times fluctuated, but this was just disappointing. practice usually ends at five, it’s 8:48—no, it’s 8:49 now. you glance at your phone to find the screen reflecting your face, not a single message for the past three hours. not a simple "hey! practice is running late; don’t wait up for me" or even just "i’ll be home late." nothing. nothing should’ve been expected, he never messaged you anyway.

your dinner had gone cold, the nice plates covered with fancy food had been left to mold for how long it’s been.

he would’ve hated this dish anyway. the hours you spent perfecting the recipe had gone to waste, your time had gone to waste sitting, waiting for him to come around.

where was he? was he really that immature to have you waiting for three hours?

the clock ticked to nine o’clock. four hours, he had been mysteriously missing.

you were told not to text him while he was practicing because it would distract him. but you figured one text wouldn’t hurt.

"where are you?" was the only thing you sent. reading it stayed delivered for the next twenty minutes. but you figured your messages with him had collected dust anyway, so it wasn’t a surprise.

9:31 was when the door finally opened, he walked through the door quietly, looking up to make eye contact with you.

"where were you, omi?" you ask. it wasn’t an angry exclamation, just a confused one. but his eyes furrowed, and he crossed his arms, almost sighing as he answered, "practice."

you scoff, "practice? why didn’t you tell me that it would go on for an extra four hours?"

kiyoomi shrugs. he shrugs.

"are you serious, sakusa? you’ve been practically missing for four hours, and i don’t get a single text? did you not think your fiancee would be worried?"

"i can’t tolerate this right now, we’ll talk tomorrow." you watch him walk away from you, not looking back once.

tolerate this. he’s tolerating it. you’ve been waiting by the door for four hours, and he doesn’t care. he doesn’t care you’ve spent hours on end cooking his dinner, one that just went to waste anyway.

you’re putting your all into this relationship. since the moment you got together, you’ve constantly worried, "am i not good enough for him?" but you guess you never were. he told you that it was all in your head, he reassured you that you were an amazing partner. but what's wrong with you now?

you stomp into his room; he glances at you and then continues to unpack his practice bag.

"what am i doing wrong? why are you being like this?"

he sets down his bag and says, "I didn’t ask you to wait for me."

"is that not the bare minimum?"

"god- when did you become so clingy?"

frustrated tears start to blur your vision. "clingy? are you serious, sakusa?"

he nods ever so slightly.

"sakusa, have you ever thought about anything you did in this relationship? i can’t even remember the last time we had a decent conversation. and i’m clingy for wanting to save this relationship?"

"if it was so bad, why didn’t you just leave?"

the world had gone silent, as if it was listening to every piece of nonsense your lover had been saying. this was the man you loved. this was the man who tried to hide his tears of happiness when he proposed, this was the man who had so nervously asked you out. this was the man who had never forgotten anything important to you. but where was he now?

you take a shaky breath and ask, "did you ever even like me? or were you just tolerating it?"

he stays silent, and you take that as your cue to leave.

your love story should’ve been something from a romance movie, something sweet and sincere. but all good things came to an end, especially his love for you.

yenqa © please do not copy, steal or translate.

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Cool about it. - Kuroo x Male Reader

I recommend looping the song while reading this <3

Your chest hurt

You're used to the feeling, though it doesn't make it hurt any less

Walking home with Kuroo was a daily occurrence, just like his bragging about the number of confessions he had received that day

He always tries to tease you about how you "get no action (n/n)"

He doesn't know you're gay

You've tried to tell him before, but you chickened out after looking into your bestfriends eyes for a second too long

"And then there was this girl in my chem class............."

Kuroo babbles on

It hurts you

You get that funny feeling in your chest everything he talks about girls

But you never let your facade slip, and continue to pretend that you're interested and support him

By this point, it may as well be method acting

"How come you don't crush on any girls, (n/n)?"

" 'cause I don't like girls."

You didn't even think

It just slipped out

"Oh..."

You look up at the taller man with fear in your eyes

But he has a smirk on his lips

"How come you don't have the guys lining up then?" He teases

It didn't affect him whatsoever

Kuroo is a good friend to you, unconditional support no matter what

Anyone would be lucky to have a friend like him, so why did his support kill you on the inside

It gives you butterflies in the worst way possible...

"Hey! Wait for me, (n/n)!" Kuroo shouts from behind you

You tried to escape early today. Your heart couldn't really take more of his girl blabber

"Oh, sorry, Kuroo" you say with a small smile

The walk I again filled with his own talk about girls

But he pauses at one moment

"About what you said yesterday...."

"We don't have to talk about it" you interrupt quickly

You smile up at him and keep walking

Kuroo sighs but smiles back

Truth be told, Kuroo always rejected the girls that asked him out

He had put it down to the fact that a relationship would only add more stress to his life - he already gets only 4 hours of sleep because of his parents fighting

But recently, he's been thinking that he'd also rather spend time with you

And if he were I a relationship, then that would mean he couldn't

But he kept the thought to himself as he walked you home

Lying in bed late at night was something you usually did

But you looked at the alarm clock at said "3:00" in big red numbers and sighed

Those evil butterflies have returned, you'd been thinking about Kuroo again

Tears flowed down your cheeks as you breathed shallowly

You'd wished he was less of a good person

You'd wished that Kuroo would just be cruel about it and drop you after he'd found out you liked guys

But he didn't

He did the bare-minimum but it still made your heart flutter after he'd accepted you so easily

You lie on your side and continue to cry until your ducts are dry

Thinking about Kuroo until you'd fallen asleep

Just 10 minuets away, Kuroo was also awake in bed

Listening as his parents argue about idiotic things

He doesn't want a relationship like theirs

Kuroo's thoughts drift as his parents' argument fades into the background

He doesn't ever want a marriage like his parents. He wants to be friends with his lover

Get to know them really well, as well as he knows you

Then his thoughts drift to thoughts of you

Kuroo really liked you, the two of you clicked immediately when you were sat together in English

He was closer to you than with Kenma, and that's saying a lot

From admiring you as a friend, Kuroo's thoughts moved on to how cute you were

You took his teasing with a blush, and even teased him back sometimes

He then thought about how cute you looked - his type exactly but as a guy instead of a girl

He liked the nicknames you'd given each other, sort of like pet names

After a solid half an hour, Kuroo noticed his parents had gone to sleep and shut up, and that he'd been thinking about you for half an hour...

And his thoughts were definitely not very 'no homo'

A funny feeling filled his stomach as he thought about you again

Kuroo fell asleep finally, but the thought of you didn't leave his mind

School the next day was a little different

Kuroo still met you early in the morning to walk with you, and there was the normal complaining about his parents

He only did that with you, he was comfortable around you

But his blabber about girls was missing, it gave you a well needed break...

During English, you noticed him staring at you a lot

"You good, Roo?" You whisper warmly

His eyes stared into yours for a second too long

"I'm great..." he whispers with a smile, it made your heart pang

You wish you could have him as more than a friend, but it'll pass (you hope)

You'll forget about it.

Break and lunch was normal with the guys, but Kuroo was a lot more touchy with you than normal

An arm around the shoulder was normal, but asking you to feed him as he sat behind you and hugged you was strange

You'd almost had it by the end of volleyball

He kept looking over to you and smirking, it made you feel uneasy

And when one of the guys asked him about the girl in chem

Kuroo responded in a way that made you feel sick yo your stomach

"Nah, I'd rather spend time with (n/n) than her"

You were silent on your way back home, mumbling responses to Kuroo's "are you okay?"s

You felt ill from the mix of emotiond

When you felt his hand on yours, you snapped

Your heart was pounding, and your face went pale

"WHAT IS UP WITH YOU TODAY??!"

Lucky you were both in front of your house and not in the middle of the street

"What do you mean, (n/n)?" Kuroo tries to reach for you and calm you down

"Don't (n/n) me, Kuroo. You've made my day hell today with all the mixed signals... I guess you figured it out and decided to tease me. You've taken it too far!"

Kuroo was worried

Worried to lose you over something he had no idea about, worried that this argument reminded him of his parents, worried him that he may lose you as more than just a friend

"Mixed signals? What do you mean, (y/n)??"

Kuroo was pleading, his face full of sadness and worry

"Don't play dumb... you figured out I like you and... and you're being a dick about it"

Kuroo's world stops

"You... like me?" Kuroo says confused, but then a smile starts to form

"Great..." tears spill from your eyes

"You didn't know and now I've told you. I'm sorry, Kuroo... you can pretend you never heard that." You say as your tears drop onto your shirt and the floor

You rush into your house, locking the door as Kuroo shouts for you to come back put and talk

A day passed by

Kuroo tried to talk to you in the morning, but you shut him down with a short "later"

Everyone noticed the two of you weren't talking

Your day was consumed by him, and vice versa

It felt like you were drowning in the emotions and thoughts of only one thing: Kuroo

By routine, you head over to the volleyball court

"(Y/n) we have to talk"

Your skin crawls and you jump from the surprise

You turn around and see a glum looking Kuroo

"Yeah, we need to talk about it at some point..."

The two of you head towards a more secluded area

Your hearts racing

Your chest is in an indescribable kind of pain

You feel so ill, you might hurl

"I'll start, I guess..." you say quietly

Kuroo stays quiet and listens

"I promise I didn't like like you since the beginning... I did see you as a friend. It's just that for the past year, I've had these feelings that I can't explain"

"I think I know the feeling you're talking about, (n/n).... that panging feeling in your chest and heart"

You feel warm from the nickname

You look into his eyes and smile

"Yeah... those fucking butterflies..."

"I'm sorry that I like you, it's a lot to put on you... plus you like girls so I know it's an impossible situation" you say with a defeated chuckle as your eyes fall to the ground

"No!"

Kuroo's shout brings your eyes back up to his

"I- I like you too! Or at least... I think so? I've always liked girls but with you... I like you more than any girl I've ever dated! When I think of the kind of relationship I want with someone, I think of the one I have with you! It's all slipped passed me until now but..."

"(Y/n)... I think I'm in love with you!"

Your heart skips a beat

Tears flood your eyes, and you and Kuroo both go in for a hug

Not for a kiss, there's still a lot more talking to do before you can both get the sweet relief of a kiss

But a tight, long hug will do for now

Those evil butterflies have been replaced with good ones

You're chest no longer hurts

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NICE FOR A SAVIOR carl grimes x male!reader

warnings — reader is negan’s adopted son, this is literally shit because i couldn’t come up with anything for this request i’m sorry </3

carl first noticed you at the lineup. someone his age, looking disgusted and terrified at the acts your gracious leader was doing. he saw the panic in your eyes with every strike, using his curiosity towards you to distract him from the traumatizing events unfolding right before him.

the ptsd from it all, as much as he’d like to deny it, had him forgetting about you. but that day he popped a cap in a few saviors’ asses he saw you again, following negan around. you always walked in silence, your father’s words going through one ear out the other. your focus was more on carl.

“i can’t, i can’t do it.” your dad laughs, “it’s like talking to a birthday present. you gotta take that crap off your face, i wanna see what grandma got me!”

you roll your eyes at his immaturity, giving carl a pitied look. but he’s not even looking at you, his eye glaring at your dad instead. “no.”

“two men!”

“dad,” you give him a dirty look, causing negan to run a hand down his face. carl grimaces at the revelation that you have to deal with negan as your father.

“two men.” his voice gets lower, “punishment. do you really wanna piss me off?”

you sigh, “just do it.” carl’s head turns to you, squinting his eye at you. you mouth a ‘sorry’ at him, causing him to swallow thickly and sigh. he sets his hat on the table in front of him and reaches behind his head to unwrap the bandages.

you lean back in your seat and look out of the window to respect him, hearing your father go off on him. you stand up quickly, surprising both of them. “i’m gonna take him back, i’ll check on what they have going on while i’m at it.”

you walk over to carl and negan sends you both his weird, sinister smile. “you sure? i think our new friend here would really like to see the iron. i mean, that guy’s eye is gonna be seriously fucked. way worse than his.”

you give your dad a fake smile and motion carl to follow you out of the room. he brushes his hair back in front of his face and places his hat over his head to keep it in place. you both walk in silence for a bit, carl only breaking it when you both get in the truck.

“he’ll just… let you go?” his face is turned up in either confusion or disgust, you couldn’t tell. but you wouldn’t blame him if it were either one.

you nod, “i’m his son, he wants me to be all independent and shit.” you motion your head towards him, “probably why he takes such a liking to you. you’re what he wants me to be.” carl doesn’t say anything for a moment. you notice he does a lot of that.

“do you like it here?” he blurts. now it’s your turn to be quiet. you don’t know how to answer that question. it’s shelter, it’s protection, the big bad guy in charge is literally your father.

you shake your head with a laugh, “i would if my father wasn’t so bloodthirsty. he says he only does it when he has to, but like the other night, with your friends… he went too far.” carl turns his head to look out the window when you say that, “should i not have brought that up?”

“it’s fine.” is all he says, adjusting his hair again.

when the two of you enter alexandria there are certainly a few starers. “look, i’m not actually here to do anything. i just felt bad and wanted to take you home.” he fixes his hair again, pulling it so more and more covers his face. “why do you keep doing that?”

he clears his throat, “it doesn’t make you uncomfortable?”

you look at him oddly, “your eye?” he nods, you could tell it affected him by the way his cold facade shattered when your dad made fun of it. you shake your head and roll your eyes, “no, why would it? i think it looks cool as hell.”

carl stops walking and turns to you fully, tilting his head and looking at you with an unreadable expression.

“why are you doing that?”

“why?” you echo, turning around as well so you’re face to face.

he squints, “you’re being too nice for a savior.”

“don’t call me that,” you snap. “i’m not like them. i’m only there because i made the mistake of trusting negan.” carl looks down for a bit in thought.

“then come stay here.”

you laugh humorlessly, “so my father can hate your people more? have another reason to destroy what you have going here?”

carl shrugs, “we can protect you.”

you give him a weird smile, running a hand through your hair. “okay, why are you being nice now?”

“at a time like this you should be, to the people who deserve it.”

you nod in agreement, beginning to walk with him again. “you know, i’m starting to like your company carl.” you kick a rock as you walk, “we just met and all, but there aren’t many people who give me a chance.”

carl shrugs like it’s nothing, “maybe i’m starting to like your company too, uh…” carl trails off when he realizes he still doesn’t know your name.

“y/n." carl nods with a smile, leading you to his house.

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I think I’m going to think about this youtube comment forever

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What about the moment Jason fell in love for Y/n after an embarassing fall?

After that he was super embarrassed

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if you destroy the illusion magic holding my physical form together youll find a single withering parsnip in its place

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CAPTAIN AND HIS SUBORDINATE

→ Yami Sukehiro x m reader

Mainly fluff, making out, language

It didn't take Asta long to settle into life at the Black Bulls headquarters. He felt honored to be part of such an incredible group. However, there was a small issue: under the leadership of Captain Yami, there was also a subordinate named [Y/n] who somehow gave off this intimidating aura that shook Asta to his core.

After settling into his new home over the course of several days, the 15-year-old became an early riser, continuing his routine of waking up his captain. Despite having permission to do so, it appeared that the captain was grumpy each morning. On a certain day, Asta found himself hesitating before knocking on the wooden door, listening to the usual long silence. Summoning his courage, he called out.

"Captain! Sir, it's morning!" Asta persisted, despite his hesitation, knocking repeatedly until the door creaked open. Revealed behind it was the intimidating figure of Yami, who fixed Asta with a nasty glare. The ash-gray-haired boy couldn't help but squeak in fear at the sight of his powerful captain.

"Don't you ever stop with the damn knocking?" Yami's voice boomed with irritation, causing Asta to shrink back slightly, his nerves on edge from the captain's sharp tone.

"I-I'M SORRY, SIR, MY APOLO-" Asta's words stumbled out in a rush, his voice laced with fear as he bowed profusely in respect. As he lowered his gaze, his eyes caught sight of small bite marks around Yami's neck, causing him to pause in confusion. Were those...? No, it couldn't be. Before he could dwell on his thoughts, he blinked in surprise as Yami's grip tightened around his head, the pain intensifying.

"Hey. Are you listening?" Yami's voice lowered ominously, causing Asta to flinch and yelp. "Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!" Fortunately, his captain showed mercy, releasing his grip on Asta's head. "What are you standing around for? Get back to cleaning," Yami commanded sternly. Forgetting about the mysterious marks, Asta saluted him and obeyed.

"Sir, yes, sir!"

With a burst of energy, he dashed down the hallway, likely waking up others in the process. Yami scratched his neck, an annoyed expression crossing his face. "That damn kid."

"He has a lot of spirit, I can see why you picked him," a groggy voice emanated from inside the room, belonging to a specific [h/c] figure who comfortably nestled into warm sheets, his form practically naked, adorned with marks far worse than Yami's, each one filled with love. The sight of his lover sprawled out like that elicited a hum from the man and savored the moment. With a smile, he closed the door, granting them both some privacy.

"You can say that again, he's a pain in the ass but he's strong," Yami agreed with a small smirk, meeting [Y/n]'s raised eyebrow with a knowing look. Yami walked over to lay beside him, craving his embrace without needing to ask for it. "Stronger than you?"

"No, not really..." Yami trailed off, his attention fully captivated by him. Leaning in, he pressed a soft kiss, reigniting the passion between them that had been interrupted earlier by Asta. Any lingering thoughts vanished as Yami's lips moved against [Y/n]'s soft ones, consuming him with hunger and desire as if it was his last meal. Their bodies entwined, Yami's muscular frame pressing down, his arms encircling his waist as their chests pressed together in a warm embrace, lost in the moment.

Yami's tongue slowly slipped into [Y/n]'s mouth, eliciting a gasp of surprise from the other. His subordinate was enveloped in pure bliss, his mind becoming a blank as he surrendered to the sensation of being touched in such a way. As he felt himself sinking back into the mattress, overwhelmed with pleasure, he let out a muffled moan. With a dark chuckle, Yami teasingly drawing blood from [Y/n]'s bottom lip with his teeth before pulling away. It was a cute sight, seeing his boyfriend breathless and flushed from nothing more than "simple" kisses.

The heated atmosphere shifted when Yami felt a hard tug on his black hair, causing him to wince, [Y/n] clicking his tongue disapprovingly and decided to push Yami off of him in order to breath. "Jeez, lucky for you, I'm into that sort of thi-" he was cut off mid-sentence by a pillow smacking his face, prompting a snicker from [Y/n]. "C'mon, we can't lay here in bed all day."

Yami groaned, but then he playfully pulled him back down onto the bed without using much strength. He lacked the energy to get up and desired to stay in bed a while longer. "I'm the Captain, and I order you to stay here, it's barely morning..." he complained. [Y/n] remained stubborn and didn't listen, a trait that perhaps was one of the reasons Yami fell in love with him in the first place.

Putting on a pair of pants, his subordinate shook his head with a knowing smile.

"As your...husband, I order you to go do your job of being captain." His back facing Yami, he couldn't see the way he paused and widened his eyes slightly in realization from being referred to. The [h/c] left the room without a single word. He on the other hand still had so much to process. Feeling his heart quickening in his chest, he snorted while covering his mouth after leaning back in defeat.

Shit, I'm in love, huh?