#💌 — we just got a letter

[sarahsmi13s]

sarah! babe! congrats on the big 400. if anyone deserves it, it's your sweet soul!

ok my (first?) request is obviously Iceman because we all know what era I'm in. I 1000% need this to survive, just so you're aware.

"Is there a reason you're naked in my bed?"

Pumped for you and can't wait to see what you churn out for this even! Big love! <3

i'm so so sorry it took me so long to get to this girl! thank you so much for celebrating with me!

pairing: tom 'iceman' kazansky x kerner!reader warnings: language, smut, unrequited but requited love, let me know if i missed any word count: ~1.5k a/n: i will most likely expand further on this in the future once i've caught up on some other works ❤❤ prompt: "is there a reason you're naked in my bed?"

Why did your brother have to invite his pilot on your family trip? His incredibly hot, but annoying pilot.

Though, he was your big brother… it was his job to get under your skin.

You had originally had a beach trip planned with your friends, but a storm rolled in the day you were scheduled to leave and your friends decided it would be better to reschedule. So after you did that, you headed up to the mountains with the idea to surprise your family.

And that’s how you ended up walking in on… this.

“Ummm, is there a reason you’re naked in my bed, Tom?” 

You tried to avoid looking directly at him, even though your brain had taken a photo of the sight before you could look away. 

“Your bed? Last I checked this was my room.” 

He stayed in the same position on the bed as he looked you over, not at all embarrassed about being completely exposed. His head rested against his arm, the other draped over his sculpted abdomen. 

You didn’t respond, afraid you’d stutter and embarrass yourself further than the obvious blush covering your face and neck.

“You gonna stand there with the door wide open or come in and close it?”

You chose the latter and tossed your bag down before closing the door. “You know, this is actually my room, considering it is my family's cabin. This has been my room since I was 7.” 

Tom scoffed a bit and propped himself up on his elbows, “And last I checked, you were supposed to be at Myrtle Beach.” He got up, securing a blanket around his waist to give you the opportunity to actually look at him. “Which is why I’m in here and not sharing a room with your brother.”

You crossed your arms and focused on his blue eyes, which didn’t actually help you at all. The icy orbs causing your thoughts to just slip out of your mind. 

“W-well, there was a storm that was gonna last a few days, so we-we rescheduled.” You mentally kicked yourself. You sounded so unsure of what you had just said. And it had been the truth.

Tom tilted his chin up, his sly expression already telling you he didn’t believe you.

You scoffed and picked your bag up, “You know what, I’m just gonna sleep on the couch.”

As you hand touched the door knob, Tom’s hand covered yours, “Wait…” You brushed his hand off, “It’s fine, Ice.” You opened the door, “I’ll sleep on the-” 

Tom’s large hand pushed the door shut, holding it closed. “You’ve never called me by my call sign before.” 

You kept your back to him, “Sure I have.”

“No, I would remember.”

“Why is that something you would remember? I’m sure I’ve said plenty of memorable things.” He got close to your ear, “Because you’re the only person I prefer to call me Tom.” 

Ice practically purred the sentence into your ear. The gravel in his voice came from deep in his chest, causing it to rumble against your back. 

You let out a shaky breath, your face heating up, “This isn’t funny Ice. If you’re trying to get back at me for something, can’t you like dump ice on me while I’m in the shower or throw me in the lake while I’m fully clothed? Just don’t do this…” 

“Y/N-” “I’m already embarrassed, please don’t rub it in.”

He rested a hand on your shoulder and carefully turned you around, making you look at him. “I’m not, I swear.”

You didn’t look him in the eye, afraid that if you did he would just laugh at you. 

Tom sighed and tilted your chin up, “I know how you feel about me. You’re not good at hiding it…” You closed your eyes, hating the vulnerable position you're in because your body is on fire. “And maybe I’m too good at hiding it.” 

Your eyes shot open, looking directly in his icy blue eyes in search of the truth – trying to find that harsh critical glaze that waited for you to slip up, for you to make the mistake. 

But it was gone, the glacier of his irises had melted and all you saw was oceans – warm, loving oceans. Any trace of Iceman was gone, melting away to show Tom Kazansky.

He’d hidden his feelings for too long, he needed you to know. Your brother told him the day he invited him out on this trip, he should tell you because he was tired of seeing your love sick gaze on his pilot before watching it turn sad when he got hit on. And he had planned to, but you announced your plans to go to the beach and his plan got shot down.

But now here you were chest to chest as he confessed his feelings for you in nothing but a blanket. 

“Kiss me,” you said breathlessly, lids drooping as you looked from his eyes to his lips.

He grinned and pressed his lips to yours, cupping the side of your neck as he pressed you into the door and made you drop your bag.

That hand immediately buried itself in his hair, the other trying to pull him closer by the small of his back. He locked the door with his free hand before pulling you in by the belt loop of your jean shorts, not caring if his blanket fell.

You pushed away from the door, to go towards the bed, but he pushed you up against the wall. With the movement, the blanket fell from his waist 

You pulled back from him, panting as you looked down, “I feel overdressed now.” He smirked and his hands went to the button on your shorts, “I can fix that.”

His lips attached to your neck as he worked your button loose and pushed your zipper down. His teeth nipped at your pulse point, drawing a quiet moan from your lips as your shorts were hastily pushed to the floor. 

Tom wasted no time pulling away and getting on his knees to pull your underwear down your legs. 

Panting, you peel your shirt off and undo your bra clasp. You looked down as Tom began to kiss your thighs, nipping every other kiss. But before he could lift your leg over his shoulder, you tilted his chin up.

“As good as you most likely are, I need you inside me.” 

“Shit~” He groaned before standing and pushing you flush with the wall, kissing you deeply before pulling away. His hands went to the backs of your thighs, “Jump.”

You don’t hesitate and jump, wrapping your legs around him. “Please Tom~”

He smirked before bringing his thumb to your clit, rubbing languid circles as he lined himself up. 

He looked back into your eyes, making sure you still wanted to do this before you went too far.

“I want you, Tom.”

The only four words he needed to hear before he was pushing into you, circling your clit the whole time.

The stretch was uncomfortable for a moment, but the gentle pleasure of his touch helped balance it out.

Once he was buried to the hilt, he kissed you gently but passionately as he waited for you to relax around him.

You relaxed into the kiss immediately, your crossed ankles bringing him closer to you. You moaned against him as his cock twitched and your walls fluttered. “You can move now~”

He nodded, lips hovering over yours as he braced his forearms on the wall and started to move.

“You feel so good~”

“Tom, fuck~”

A small grunt left his lips as your moans vibrated against them. 

His movements were slow, but calculated. He didn’t want to rush this, he wanted you to feel it all.

And you did. Your senses seemed to be in overdrive.

You could feel the pulse and the heat of his cock with every roll of his hips. You could hear the grunting and the groaning as he tried to keep quiet. The scent of sex and his shampoo was all you could smell. 

“Tom, baby, faster please~”

He nodded and pulled away from the wall. 

His arms wrapped around you, one hand going to your hair as he kissed you. He took a few blind steps to get to the bed and lay you down on it.

You both managed to get to the middle of the bed, barely breaking the kiss.

“You’re so beautiful~”

You smiled under him, “So are you~”

He smiled back and pressed his lips to yours, rolling his hips. 

“Oooh Tom~”

“You wanted faster… but I want to do this right~” He rasped out, interlocking his fingers with yours and moving your hands above your head.

You looked up at him, eyes wide and chest heaving. “I’ve been craving you since we met… it only amplified when I got to know you…”

You giggled and kissed his lips, “Is that why you were naked in my bed?”  

“That’s exactly why I was naked in your bed~”

thank you for joining me for this event! ❤ i hope you enjoyed it @valmare ! and again i'm so so sorry it took so long to fulfill this request!

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[askeverett]

You deserve better than that stank ass puppet in the dumpster

#[💌] we just got a letter #[✒️] from ev #[🌟] spamton ex

[dearybuneary]

ur layout is so cute omg!! (it’s mirphy btw :3)

Thank you so very much, mirthful Mirphy! I wanted to keep my layout simple and sweet as well as easy to navigate, so I’m pleased to hear such kind words about it!

#💌 we just got a letter 💌 #૮꒰ྀི∩` ᵕ `∩꒱ྀིა bunny babbles!

[sapphicshav]

come back shav queen

i miss u :(

istg i'm gonna return soon, i've been absent for way too long. i just need to get my shit together irl and i'll be back i promise 💔💔💔

#💌 — ꒰ we just got a letter! ꒱ #☁️ — ꒰ kool kidz! ꒱

[theesotericedition]

CANCELLED WIFE?? IS THAT TOJI LMFAO?

Lmfao yes definitely, idk maybe Toji is uncancellable (other parts of the fandom try, but Toji just got that ass that won't quit)

#we just got a letter 💌

[medkiss]

💐 for AM!! @gible-love-nibles

Whisker knew AM was going to take some getting used to - that little bastard blighted the earth after all - but it wasn't something he was oppposed to, he thought, running one hand along the side of AM's moniter, while the all-powerful, all-hating, all-knowing AI pressed against his touch, digitalized purrs rumbling the whole room.

#💬 we just got a letter!!! #💌 flowers to me #rabbit's writing #⛓️ cast yourself on me (r) ⛓️

[luvvixu]

I REALLY LOVE YOUR GOJO FICS OMG IT SOOO GOOD!! I WAS WONDERING THO IF YOU COULD MAKE SOME GETO ONE LIKE THAT WOULD BE AWESOME. I LOVE YOUR WORKS, MS. SOLACE!!!

ooohhh thank you sm!! ill be also so sure to create some other more characters. but first, let me get out of gojo's fever first.

HE'S EATING ME ALIVE SMH HUHUHUHUHU

thank you again so so so much, btw. i really fo appreciate this kind of letter—it makes me more confident about writing mwaaaaa

have a nice day/night, everyone!!

#💌 — we just got a letter #luvvixu

[little-miss-dilf-lover]

Hiiii!!! Babes wow I’m so IN LOVE with the way you write soft Miguel!!! It’s the cutest effing shiz 🥹 I go very weak in the knees for a big grumpy indifferent man that is so dang painfully soft for their girl it’s such a huge turn on for my heart 😩 I also came to share that I’ve been imagining Miguel overhearing reader talk about how she’s never had a secret admirer and then a few days later she finds a red rose w/a lil note addressed to her. From a distance Miguel & Jess watch as she parades her lil rose around the others all smiley and Jess asks if he’s gonna tell her and he murmurs “let her have her little admirer” Like that mans got it baaad 😮‍💨

hiii!! omg stop it, that’s so fucking sweet!! thank you! and me too!! I love mean cold grumpy men that have a soft spot for their girl, like embarrassing soft and mushy for her!! it’s my weakness😩 that is the cutest idea. thank you for requesting, hope you like it💌

secret admirer

miguel o’hara x f reader

wc: 722

part 2 -> here

You were never usually one to receive spontaneous gifts from others, rarely one to have a secret admirer, so when you walk into your office and see a singular red rose with a small envelope attached, your stomach immediately somersaulted. 

A few days prior, you and Peter were talking about gifts and what he should get MJ for their upcoming anniversary, and then the subject of secret admirers arose. You mentioned how you've never been on the receiving end of those small romantic gestures and how you wished and hoped you could be at some point. To you, it was a simple flyaway comment, but based on Peter's solemn reaction, you couldn't help but think that he felt guilty.

You did ponder if Peter left it for you as a sympathy gift, but the red rose was a tell-tell sign that he didn't. So now, you couldn't help but wonder who gave you the flower. Who knew the passcode for your door? Who knew about your whereabouts? All these questions span in your mind as you walk into your office.

You reach for the rose, bringing the flower to your nose, softly breathing in its fragrant scent as you pick up the envelope. You place the flower down and glance around your office, looking through the windows to see if anyone's watching. Once you know it's clear, you open the paper and pull out the small note. 

' I heard you've never had a secret admirer before,

I'm glad to be your first. 

Spider-Man '

Even though it's tagged Spider-Man, it could be anyone. Literally anybody. Hundreds, if not thousands, of possibilities. But the one spider that first came to mind was Peter. You wanted to tell him about the strange coincidence and share your happiness about the situation. So you flag him down, rose and note in your hand as you search through HQ for him.

You finally spot him in the cafeteria with Jess and Miguel, talking over food and coffee. You hesitantly make your way over with a smile as you subtly wave over to him. 

"Sorry- sorry, do you mind if I borrow Peter real quick?" you ask, glancing between them all.

"Sure," Miguel softly smiles as he looks you up and down, noticing the rose in your hand. 

"Thank you, we won't be long. Hurry- come on," you say, tugging Peter's arm. 

"Alright, alright," he huffs, taking a final bite of his burger before placing it down. "What's so urgent anyway?" he grumbles, trudging after you as he adjusts Mayday in the Björn.

"You know how I mentioned the other day- about the secret admirer thing...?" you start, looking at him eagerly. "Well, look what I just found," you smile, showing off your rose and note. "I went into my office, and- and it was just sitting there, for me. A rose for me!" you excitedly gush, smiling widely. 

"No way?" he says, his joyful tone matching yours. "Let me see the note,"

As he reads through the letter, you glance around the cafeteria, your gaze honing in on Jess and Miguel, who were not so subtly staring at you. Suspicions rise when you notice them whisper to each other, heads together as if they're in cahoots.

"Hey Peter, can you do me a favour?" you ask, slyly leaning forward.

"Sure, what's up?"

"This might be really wrong, but I need you to do something for me. I need you to eavesdrop, please?" you say sweetly, hoping to mask the morally wrong favour you were asking.

"Seriously?" 

"Yes, please. And do it quick. Miguel and Jess- hurry,"

"Shut up then, so I can listen," he shushes you, chuckling.

He's quiet for a few moments, a slow smile creeping on his face as he listens in on their conversation. 

"What are they saying? Tell me," you ask, eyes keen as they dart around the room.

"I can't tell you..." he grins, shaking his head. 

"Why? Why not?" you playfully hound, gesturing with your hands. "Come on, please?"

"God, he's gonna kill me," he mutters. "All I heard was the end part... Jess said, 'Are you gonna tell her about the rose?' and then Miguel said, 'Let her have her little admirer. She needs it,' okay? That's all I heard,"

Your smile widens. 

The rose, it was from Miguel?

#miguel o'hara #miguel o’hara imagine #miguel o’hara x reader #miguel o’hara fluff #miguel ohara #miguel o’hara x fem!reader #spiderman 2099 #across the spiderverse

[bridgetoesoteria]

💌💟Realistically...What would they write in a love letter to you?

Surpriseee bish! Here is my double post as puh-romised. Its spring break, I aced my midterm, I had a nice lil chit chat with my crush where I high key let on to having feelings . *ahem* Now I wanna smoke and pull cards with my internet besties <3

So, I don't like those mushy-gushy readings that tell you the most ideal outcome, not the most realistic outcome. I am hoping to channel an authentic "letter," from the person you are here for.

Options are left to right. I hope it resonates 🥰

Pile 1

4-card spread: Page of Swords, Girl w/ Violin, Strength, The Sun. BOTD: 3 of Swords

I just want to see you happy. I hope you know that. I miss the feeling of you holding me. I think about all the times, I got to hold your hands in mine. I think you are amazing and angelic. If I ever seem difficult, or like I am pushing you away, its just because I don't want to hurt you even worse. You're the whole package. You can shine with or without me.

If there is still bad blood, I will make it right. At least that's what I think about doing. All the time. Can I step up? Can I really have my happy ending; The car, the house, the family, building a life together. I need to get over my cold feet, because the only person I see is you.

P.S.

I love your eyes. I love how much hope I feel when I look into them. I love your hair, especially the length/thickness. I love how balanced you are, and how you can consider different points of view. It has taught me to be more compassionate. It has taught me to care about someone other than myself. You show me that I can get over my demons. We could be a power couple.

(If you have a "butt chin," your person loves this too lol)

Pile 2

4-card spread: 8 of Swords, 9 of Swords(R), 9 of Wands, The Star. BOTD: The Emperor

This person is definitely very attracted to you, but we are here for a love letter, mkay? Not a sext.

I don't know why you are acting like you don't want me anymore. You better not be giving away my ____ to anyone else. I want to be with you. I consider us to be a couple, no matter what happens. If you question where my head is at, my loyalty is with you. I don't want to see you with anyone else. I hate thinking about you being out there, living like you're single. I think about us having kids, animals, a family life. (If you already have kids they want to keep the family together).

I am working on my temptations. I know I need to be more responsible and I am willing to do that. I want to try having self-control. If that means cutting other people off, or waiting until you are comfortable being physical, I will do that. I respect your boundaries. You have every right to have them. I know you are just trying to love yourself. You should always stand your ground...even with me.

P.S.

You have a beautiful heart. You are so nurturing. You keep everything flowing. You completely fulfill me. You are more than enough. You definitely know what you are doing. I wouldn't have taken you for a "lady in the streets, freak in the sheets" type.

Right now, you probably are focusing on yourself. I hope you find the happiness that you are looking for. After pouring into everyone else so much, I hope you will start pouring into you now. I hope you will be receptive to all the good things you deserve.

Pile 3

4-card spread: Ace of Pentacles, 6 of Swords, Page of Cups, The Empress. BOTD: Justice

I can't figure you out. And its...amazing! It keeps everything so fresh. Maybe you don't feel like you are being mysterious but you are. I want to know what goes on "behind-the scene." I don't mean that in a pervy way. I mean, I want to know who you are, where you come from, what is currently going on in your life. I want to make the cut. Do you ever think about what your favorite diamond cut is? 💎

(Where ever your connection is, move up a step. This is not a literal proposal for everyone)

I want us to be on track. If I have to apologize, I will do that. I want to finally start something new. I want to make you feel like the king/queen that you are. I want us to be happy together. Especially if we are expecting 🤰

P.S.

Can I just brag on you really quick? I love your face shape. I love when we lock eyes. I love how you style your hair, even if I have never said so aloud. Even if I tease you about it sometimes. Its cute and so you. Everyone says we (would) go well together, and I have to agree. We could be our town's MGK and Megan Fox 🤣🤣

On a more serious point, you make me want to do better. Internally, I always feel challenged by you. I have my old beliefs, and then there's you. You make me want to throw out all the BS I believe about myself and start valuing myself more. I see how magical life can be, because I see how many miracles happen when we are together. I know I can do better.

Pile 4 4-card spread: 8 of Wands, 10 of Wands, The Emperor, 8 of Swords. BOTD: Ace of Swords.

(Your person could actually be the type to spill their feelings over texts or in the notes section of their phone)

I think about saying this all the time. I build up the courage to start typing, but I can never hit send. I just feel this lump in my throat. I'm a man! (or they are just someone who suppresses their emotions). I shouldn't have all these feelings. I feel overwhelmed by my attraction, my thoughts, my unexpressed feelings.

That's kind of what I grew up with. It was normal. People call it "traditional." I always thought (one of their parents, but I am really getting mom) could do better. Why are you still with them? I don't want that to be you. I don't want that to be our story. You always carry yourself well. I'm proud to be with you. I know you're a catch. I know you are the full package. I can't let you go. Please reconsider. I want to be with you.

P.S.

I hope you're getting rest. Don't lose sleep over me. Which is hypocritical, because I stay up thinking about you. Don't be scared...but I may have watched you sleep. I like how peaceful you look. I feel like I have privacy to fully process my emotions. I look at your face and I think about all the possibilities. It makes me nervous. If I have made a proposal of some kind, maybe to reconcile, I hope you sleep on it before you make a decision.

Pile 5 4-card spread: King of Cups, 4 of Swords, 9 of Wands, The Sun. BOTD: 8 of Swords

I think a lot of you are asking about a feminine energy, but flip the roles if needed. You could be the feminine energy being described, so maybe they want you to know you are "seen". It just started raining, so that makes me feel like this person is definitely more on the feminine side, or in touch with their emotions. You could both be young, or they're younger, or someone has a baby face.

I think about you all the time. Even when I am sad. I don't know if you know how much I struggle. My mental health isn't always in the best place. But you take my mind off of everything. I love when you look deep in thought. I come up with all these random ideas about what you could be thinking of. If you are away getting better, overcoming an ED, I hope you are being strong. I look forward to seeing you again.

You make me so happy. I miss being playful and messing with you. I could see us having babies. I think I would be a great mom/dad. But I know that's daydreaming and wishful thinking. I don't always understand your moods or what you want from me. Could you make it clear without it becoming an argument. I don't want to make you upset.

P.S.

You are soo pretty. I think your haircut really compliments your face. I love your side profile too. You are so smart. You know so much about the world around you or you are always willing to learn. I am impressed by your writing and/or creativity. I love everything about you. If I were an artist, I would make a portrait of you. You would be my muse. I just want you to know how special you are. You are 1 of 1 forreal. I am so grateful to have ever met you. You bring so much joy to my life.

Whew. GD! That was a lot lol. This took me two days. I am going to relax and enjoy the start of Spring Break. Whoop whoop 🙌

And don't laugh at me...but I just discovered archives so I might stop updating my masterlist, since you can find all my readings there too.

Lastly, I am also doing personals if you have not heard! Take a gander.

~ K

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[hecateslore]

💌

Officesupervisor!Simon, walk with me!

"Have these documents uploaded, I have an important meeting with my boss at 1200. I need them as soon as possible." Simon drops the stack of papers on your desk with a loud thwack, causing others to look over their cubicles. You roll your eyes as he turns to walk back into his office. Not understanding military time you just assume before your lunch.

Working as a VSO had it's perks, you got to sit in an office, and if all of your work was done before a certain time you'd just dick around the rest of the day! Which was great at least when you weren't working the front of the office- answering calls, helping people apply for loans or setting old people up with life insurance.

You type away on your computer, air-pod in one ear as you try and quickly finish the task before 12:25 so one, you can take your lunch and have a smoke break (if you don't smoke ignore this lmao), and two; get away from the man child who employs you.

Finishing up at 11:56, you gather the documents into a large file and send them to Simon's work email. Getting a very dry response, you exit out the tabs on your computer and get ready to take an early lunch, hurriedly trying to clock out before someone stops you for some help or if you could finish this set of paper work.

A ping comes from your desktop causing your eyeballs to roll back into your head, fully expecting one of your coworkers emailing you about some unimportant time sheet, or a email you sent three years ago that they told you to void that day, but now they need it or whatever.

[email protected]

Subject: Brief Meeting

Come to my office, I need to go over what you just sent me.

Talk soon,

S.R.

A groan leaves your mouth as you push your rolly chair from your desk and get up, a pit in your stomach. Usually when Simon calls someone to his office they're getting ready to say bye bye! Simon was known for his no muss no fuss attitude, he wasn't completely stern but he was assertive. Extremely passive aggressive but everyone decides to ignore it. He likes his work a certain way, he's a punctual man, so when people failed to meet his employment standards- there was no trouble in ridding them.

The military background is no help either, he's very observant to the point it's annoying. Constantly calling staff meetings because he doesn't like the way a certain someone files the paperwork, greets a customer, writes a letter, answers the phone. You don't really care for him, You just come in do your work, greet your peers then leave, sometimes you work over time if rent is near, but that's pretty much it. You make good money here, you can't afford to lose your job, not now- not ever. Reaching his office door, You knock before hearing his muffled" come in."

Entering his room, Simon sits behind his rather large desk, clicking away at something on the screen, hand under his chin as if he's really paying attention. "You can have a seat right there" he points to the chair with a folder that was thick with paper work, you lift the "folder" handing it to him then finally planting yourself in the chair before him.

"I assume you're confused as to why you're here." Simon pushes his monitor for a better view of you. "A little bit. " you chuckle nervously,

"The documents you sent me I looked over them, and your work.." Simon pauses to pull up the file you sent not even forty-five minutes ago. "You managed to mess up 6 of these documents, not even adding the time you uploaded them." he sighs, "I don't see how you've been here for what? two? three years?"

"2." you answer, "I was crunched with time." you add, "Not an excuse. I told you I needed these done before my meeting, not rushed, not half-assed. Completed." you sit in your chair, the pit moving up slightly in your body "If we mess up, we can get sued; and you will lose your job, you're aware of that?" A lump forms in your throat.

"This is a warning, but If this happens again, I'll have no trouble finding a replacement." You nod quickly, "It won't happen again."

"I'm sure." he looks down at wrist, "It's almost your lunch I'm assuming." you nod once more, "Is there anything else?" you ask hoping to God this was it, "Stop wearing your headphones when you work, it's against the rules and make sure to close my door when you leave."

You get up from your chair and zoom to the door, making sure to shut it behind you. Your coworkers looking at you from behind their screens, some sending you a sympathetic smile as you walk back to your cubicle. You clock out on your computer, grab your bag and head towards the front to leave. You walk to the grocery store in the strip mall where your job's located, buying a Turkey and Cheese Croissant also a Matcha Latte (this is my order heheheeeee). You sit outside the stores mini patio, going over the events that just happened. "I'm sure" kept ringing through your head, this was the first time you ever been talked to! screw him (you'd like to! 😏).

You'd always been on time, your customers never complained about your services, you fill out paperwork for christ's sake. And god forbid you need some kind of stimulation while you stare at blue light all day. I mean who can work without music?

You finish your lunch and decide to walk around the mart a little bit before you get back. Dreading the looks from everyone, having to see the emails, talk to the elderly about burial benefits. It's all so annoying.

You make it back to the office doing your regular routine for after lunch, making sure to put your other headphone on the other ear so your boss wouldn't notice. You check your emails once more

[email protected]

Subject: Spread sheets

Attachment 1

Attachment 2

I need these filled in by Thursday next week, the first attachment is the paper work they've dropped off.

Second attachment is the spread sheet, match the date to the paper work. DOUBLE CHECK YOUR WORK!!

Thanks in advance.

S.R.

"Thanks in advance." you mock his accent earning a very hard sid-eye from the lady next to you.

"what a dick" you mumble to yourself.

supervisor!simon

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baroquebucky my beloved i hope u r doing well

anon my beloved thank you 🫶🏼 i hope you’re well too ,, kiss kiss

#we just got a letter #💌

[sarahsmi13s]

CONGRATS VINNY! 400 is huge!

Can I please request angst/hurt-comfort #6 “shut up, you're not dying today. not on my watch” with Jake please 🥺

cass! i'm so sorry it took so long to get to this... i got a little carried away with this one, but i hope you like it!

you're not dying, not today || pt 1

pairing: jake seresin x reader warnings: angst, language, house fire, death and elusions to death, life saving, medical equipment, most likely some inaccuracies, let me know if i missed any word count: ~3.4k a/n: this is a firefighter au, heavily inspired by 9-1-1. this will have a part two because i didn't want it to be too long prompt: “shut up, you're not dying today. not on my watch”

It had started off a very simple morning.

You woke up, worked out, had your coffee on the walk back to your apartment, and now you were getting ready for work.

After throwing on your leggings and firehouse t-shirt, you are ready to head out the door.

“Let’s do this.”

You walked into the fire station, greeting the B shift as they left and you went to get dressed and punch in.

“Good morning firefighter Seresin,” you greeted the blond as he came in behind you. “Goood mornin’ firefighter L/N,” he responded with an upbeat tone.

You chuckled, amused at your best friend, “Someone is cheery this morning.”

He nodded as you both started to change, “I am. I had a great night's sleep. And I am ready to save some lives.”

You grinned as you buttoned your shirt up, loving the energy he brought to work every day.

Granted, at first you two didn’t get along at all. He was a cocky recruit coming in from Texas, and you just had this chip on your shoulder that wouldn’t let you like him.

But he wasn’t mean, there wasn’t much to hate honestly. Yeah sure, he could be cocky. But what firefighter isn’t from time to time?

You felt threatened? You guess that’s the right label to put on it. 

He came in, all buff and chin up. Confidence dripped from him. 

And everyone liked him.

You felt replaceable because you were coming in off a minor injury to see this new guy, this probie, becoming friends with everyone. Becoming friends with your friends, with your family.

So yeah, you felt threatened and insecure. Making a complete ass out of yourself for a first impression. 

But you learned he had a daughter, seeing the photo on his phone one day on your way to a call. And that seemed to shake some sense into. 

So that next morning as you were both leaving, you caught him and apologized for reacting the way you had, explaining why you felt that way but it didn’t excuse your behavior. You wanted to start over and show him you weren’t really a bitch.

He took the apology with understanding and sympathy, graciously accepting your offer to start over.

And the friendship blossomed from there, just past a year being friends. Coming up on seven months of wanting it to be more.

You tugged your uniform pants up, smiling at him, “I’d be concerned if you weren’t.” Jake just chuckled and shook his head, lightly shoving your shoulder before sitting down to put his boots on.

“Layla enjoying the summer so far?” You asked as you secured your belt. 

He nodded, “Oh yeah, she is thriving. Spending a lot of time with her friends. She’s spending the night with Kira tonight and they will most likely be swimming all day.” You smiled and slipped your boots on, “That’s good.” 

“Yeah, I just hope Kira’s mother remembers to put sunscreen on them,” he chuckled as he stood up, grabbing his radio to strap across his chest. 

“Oh yeah, because it was her who forgot sunscreen on the beach day you took Layla on and called me because she didn’t have anything to soothe her,” you teased as you tied your laces.

“That was one time. And I didn’t forget, I ran out.”

“Yeah yeah, okay,” you laughed as you strapped your radio on as you both walked out.

He playfully shoved you, “You know wh-”

The bell sounded and you both shared a look before smiling at each other, “Let’s save some lives.”

You sighed as you sat down at the table, stretching a little.

“Did you enjoy your nap over there, L/N?” Bradley asked as he took a bite of the burger Captain Mitchell made for lunch. You nodded as you fixed your burger, “I did Bradshaw, I very much enjoyed my nap.”

“We thought so. You were snoring like a bear over there,” Jake teased as he passed you a bag of chips. “Oh ha ha, very funny.”

“It’s true you were, we considered moving you… but we wanted to live,” Mickey chuckled as sipped his drink.

You rolled your eyes, “You guys are so dramatic.” 

Jake arched a brow, “Are we? Do you not remember when you slept on my couch and I woke you up? You gave me a black eye… with a pillow.”

“Hey now that was-”

You’re cut off by the bell. “Seriously, in the middle of 3 o’clock lunch?”

“House fire, let’s go!”

You watched Javy carry out the last member of the family. 

“Okay that’s every-”

“Gracie! Where’s my baby?”

You turned and furrowed your brow but shook it off. “Where is she?” The mother shook her head, obviously very scattered and scared. “She-she-she was last in her bedroom, but the fire spread so fast… she could be anywhere.. Please, you have to save her.”

You nodded, “I will do my best ma’am.” 

“Thank you… thank you…” 

You just nodded again and put your mask on before going back into the burning house.

Jake looked up from helping lift the father onto a gurney just in time to see you run back in.

“Cap! What is she doing? That house is too unstable, why is she going in?!” 

Jake was scared. He was scared that you were going into that house for something that wasn’t worth risking your life for. Scared that the moment you found whatever it was, the house would come down on top of you and you would be trapped until they could put the fire out. 

And he was scared to find your body in the ashes.

But then he realized something. 

You never went in unless it was something important. Sure, you got in the moment a lot and did something that wasn’t exactly the smartest, but your heart was always in the right place. You’re a good firefighter, he knew that.

He knew whatever you went back in that house for was worth it. 

So, he followed you.

“Gracie! Gracie! It’s SDFD! My name is Y/N! I’m here to help!”

“I’m in here!” You looked over to see a closed door, but you can hear coughing and banging coming from behind it. “Please help! It’s getting really hard to breathe!”

You heard the cracking of wood from above you and you knew you had to act fast.

“Gracie, I need you to back away from the door! Can you do that?”

“Yeah!”

You nodded and waited for a second.

“Okay!”

You took a deep breath before ramming your shoulder into the door. Once. Twice. Three times. But the door wouldn’t budge. “Damn it! C’mon!” You lifted your foot up and kicked the door in.

You called out for the daughter before seeing her leaning against the wall near the door.

Immediately, you knelt in front of her. “Gracie, hey, can you hear me?” She weakly nodded, trying but failing to take a deep breath. “My sister…” She rasped out. “She was… was in the…”

You nodded, “We got her Gracie, Lainey is safe. So is your brother, your parents and Nala and Pietro.” You helped her up off the ground and supported her weight, “And you’re gonna be safe too.”

She nodded and walked with you as best she could, “Th-thank yo-you..” “No need to thank-”

The ceiling of the room collapsed, sending embers and flames towards you and Gracie. You immediately used your body to shield her, your turnout gear protecting you both from getting burnt.

“C’mon we gotta go!”

She nodded and you both moved faster towards the front of the house.

“Y/N?! Y/N?! Y/- Oh my god, what were you thinking?!” Jake shouted from down the hall, making his way toward you both.

“Fight me later! We need to get her out of this house!” You yelled back before you heard more cracking and snapping of wood.

Jake heard it too, extending his strides to reach you faster as panic filled him.

But as you closed the gap, the floor broke under your boot.

“Jake, take her!”

He closed the rest of the distance, “What happened?”

You looked down, “I’m stuck, take her and go!” He shook his head, "I'm not leaving you!” “Really?! We don’t have time to argue! I’ll be right behind you! Go!”

He went to argue but the hallway turned bright orange and he didn’t hesitate to pick Gracie up and run to the door.

You looked behind you, the ceiling of the hall collapsing like a wave from hell.

“Shit shit shit,” you muttered, trying to pull your leg from the floorboards.

Jake carried Gracie out, putting her on the gurney and letting Natasha and Bob take care of her.

He turned to you, “Okay, can we figh- Y/N?” 

You weren’t behind him. You said you would be right behind him.

Dread filled his chest and he ran to the truck to get the halligan bar to help you in case you were stuck. You weren’t dying, he wasn’t about to let you die. Not now, not ever.

With the tool in hand, he’s running back into the house.

“Seresin! What the hell are you doing?!”

“Y/N is still in there!”

He doesn’t wait for a response from your captain before running back into the fire.

You strained trying to free your leg, which had fallen even further into the floor. 

Tears stung your eyes. This couldn’t be happening. Not today. Not after everything else you've survived doing this job.

A fucking hole in the floor takes you out? That’s just cruel.

“Fuck!” You cursed, punching the floor. 

You huffed and heaved, sobbing as you kept trying to push yourself up. But each attempt was weaker and more pathetic, your arms feeling like jelly.

The heat lapped at your back. The house collapsed around you. It was so hot you almost took off your turnout coat, but it was the only thing keeping the fire from eating you alive. 

You had to get out… but you were so tired.

Your head hung between your shoulders and you sat back, waiting for the floor to collapse under your knee.

“Hey, chin up L/N. Your knight in shining turnout gear has arrived.” 

You gasped at Jake’s voice and looked up at him. His mask covered his face but you knew he was smiling based on the creases at the corners of his eyes.

“Jake! Oh my-” 

The ceiling falling behind you cut your sentence short.

“Jake, get me out of here!” 

You have a new lease on life now. You have hope that you can make it out now.

He didn’t waste a second and hooked his arms under your armpits. He pulled up, grunting as he tried to free you. 

You used your free leg to help him and used him as an anchor to push up.

“AAAGH!” You shouted as the broken wood scraped your leg as your thigh was freed. “Just a little more Y/N. You’re almost there.” 

As more of your leg came loose, your boot got stuck. But you didn’t realize until you felt a pop behind your knee. 

“Shit! I’m stuck! I’m stuck!” 

Jake immediately adjusted his grip, “Stay calm! Stay calm, Y/N. Can you move your foot?” You tried before responding, “Yeah, yeah, my leg though… something popped…” He nodded, “That was probably your hamstring or your ACL. You’ll be okay. Can you free your foot?” 

“I can try…” You gritted your teeth and wiggled your foot to get free. “Okay I think I got it.” 

He nodded, “Okay on three… 1… 2… 3!” You pushed and he pulled, freeing you nearly instantly.

“Oh my God… oh my God…” You breathed out as you clung to him. He held you close, “I’ve got ya… I’ve got ya, Y/N.” 

“Seresin! L/N! Get out of the house now!” Captain Mitchell came over the radio as the sound of fire and wood snapping filled your ears.

Jake immediately pulled you alongside him, with you dragging behind slightly with the pain in your leg.

As you neared the door, there was a creaking above you. 

“Jake, leave me, run.” 

“What? Hell no!” “Jake, I’m slowing you down. Just go!”

He stopped and turned to you, “I’m not just gonna-” 

Before he could finish, the ceiling came down and you pushed him out of the way, taking the hot rubble so he didn’t have to.

Jake fell on ass as embers and ashes flew into his face.

Something bumped his knee and he looked down. “Oh no..”

It was your helmet. It must have fallen off when you took the hit for him. 

He looked up and saw the pile of splintered wood, you underneath it. “Y/N!” He threw your helmet and ran to the debris. 

He threw planks of wood to the side quickly, looking for your face or body.

“C’mon, c’mon!”

Finally, he saw the light of the flames reflect off the cracked shield of your oxygen mask. 

“Y/N!” He checked your pulse. It was there but it was faint. 

Jake was a little relieved but he knew if you stayed any longer, you would die. 

He spoke into his radio, “This is Firefighter Seresin. We have a firefighter down! She is unconscious and her pulse is weak! I repeat, Firefighter L/N is trapped. She is unconscious with a weak pulse, requesting immediate assistance.”

As he waited for your fellow crew members to come in he tried to clear what he could, maybe clear just enough for you to get free.

“Jake, it’s too unstable. You-”

“I’m not leaving her!”

He felt something pat his shin and he looked down to see you take your mask off.

“No, no, firecracker, leave your mask on, you need it to breathe.” 

“Jake… go…”

He shook his head and knelt beside you, “I’m not leaving. I’m gonna get you out of here.”

“It’s… not… it’s not safe,” your wheezed out sentence was punctuated by a dry cough. “Get out…” 

You inhaled to talk again but you started coughing.

“Don’t talk. Put your damn mask back on,” Jake didn’t mean for his voice to crack but it did.

You shook your head, your tongue trying to wet your drying lips. “Layla… needs… her dad. Get out of here for her… There’s no sense in us both… dying…”

“Shut up, you’re not gonna die. Not today, not on my watch.”

You coughed and shook your head but he shook his right back.

“You’re not dying.” 

“My chest,” you grimaced as you inhaled. “Is pinned… I won’t make it…” 

He looked over and saw the beam. It wasn’t fully on your chest, but it was clearly heavy enough to have you pinned. “I can get you out, and you will make it.”

Jake went to one end and tried to lift it. His jaw clenched as his muscles strained with the effort. “Come on!” He shouted and practically screamed as he struggled to move the beam.

“Jake… stop…” 

“I need help! Someone help me!” 

“They’re not coming… not safe…” you gasped out at his feet.

He just huffed and turned back to the beam. “I’m getting you out of here! I can’t lose you!” He planted his feet and pulled with everything he had.

In his sudden adrenaline rush, he was able to lift the piece of wood. But now that he had it lifted, he didn’t know what to do.

Jake always knew what to do. He didn’t panic, but what he felt right now sure felt a hell of a lot like panic. 

You couldn’t move yourself, you weren’t capable. He couldn’t put it back down, it might kill you, send your definitely broken ribs into your lungs - if they weren’t already there. He couldn’t just throw the beam to the side, the house would come down on both of you and his attempt would turn fatal.

The one time he wasn’t selfish, putting Layla first, it might kill him… Take out both of you and Layla would go back to Texas to live with his parents.

Jake was stuck. Nowhere to go, no idea where to put this beam. He just stood there, his legs shaking from the weight. 

He hung his head, eyes closing to clear the tears and let them fall.

He looked at you, seeing you trying to stay awake and your chest moving with shallow breaths. He could hear the smoke’s effect on your throat and lungs. Smell the burnt ends of your hair over the burnt wood.

Jake took a breath and squatted a bit, ready to throw the beam, grab you and try his best to get you both out.

“Seresin! Seresin!”

He heard Bradley call out, followed by Javy as they ran in.

If he didn’t have copious amounts of adrenaline coursing through him or wasn’t holding a heavy ass beam – he would have collapsed in relief.

“We got the beam, get her out of here!”

Jake nodded and let Bradley and Javy take the beam’s weight. 

As soon as the weight was gone, Jake was rushing to you.

He was quick to scoop you up, “See firecracker? Told you you would make it.” He smiled under his breathing apparatus before he realized you weren’t moving in his arms at all. 

Looking down, his heart sank to his stomach, which churned and took his breath straight from his lungs. 

Your eyes were closed and your head had fallen back. In the cradled position he had you in, he wasn’t sure if you were still breathing. 

“No… no no no no no…” 

Jake turned and ran out of the house, Javy and Bradley not far behind him.

The moment Jake was out of the burning home he was calling out for help.

“I need a backboard and a c-collar!”

Reuben and Mickey ran over immediately with the items he requested. “Give us a run down Jake,” Reuben said, speaking calmly, knowing that Jake couldn’t have questions yelled at him right now.

Jake laid you down on the orange board, ripping his helmet and mask off with his gloves and coat coming next.

He checked your pulse, “I’m not feeling a pulse!” He put his hand under your nose, “She’s not breathing!” He yanked the front of your coat open, “Starting compr-”

“Seresin!”

Jake stopped, allowing Mickey to place the c-collar on you to keep your spine stabilized and cutting your shirt to get the life-pack on you to monitor your heart rate. 

Reuben looked Jake in the eye, “What happened?”

“The-the ceiling collapsed… she pushed me out of the way. She was talking just before Bradshaw and Machado ran in. I don’t know what happened.”

Jake threw out his answer before checking the life-pack’s screen, the flat line making his heart churn in his stomach.

He interlocked his hands and began compressions. He had to be the one to do it, he had to try. If he didn’t at least try, he would forever beat himself up.

Taking a deep breath he started compressions, watching the heart monitor move with his pushes.

“C’mon firecracker, c’mon!”

He hated the feeling of your rib cracking under him but he knew it was necessary to get your heart started again.

“29… 30!” 

Mickey did two rescue breaths with the bag before Reuben started the AED.

“Clear!” 

Jake's heart leapt as your chest jerked with the electricity. 

They looked at the monitor, but saw no change. So Jake started his compressions again. “C’mon!” Jake was fighting back tears as he fought to keep you alive.

He did his 30 compressions before Mickey squeezed the bag. 

All three looked at the monitor, Reuben’s fingers on your pulse point under the collar.

Reuben felt the slow thumping against his fingers as he saw it on the monitor. “I got a pulse! I got a pulse!”

Jake nearly collapsed on top of you in relief and exhaustion. 

Javy pulled him back to let them lift you onto the gurney. “She’s in good hands Jake. You’ve done what you can.” 

“I know,” Jake nodded and clung to his friend as he watched them put you in the ambulance and Bradley shut the doors before rounding to get in the driver’s seat.

“I just hope it was enough…”

thank you for joining me for this event! ❤ i hope you enjoyed this @cassiemitchell ! it was so much fun to write

let me know if you want to tagged in pt 2

#vinny's 400 #jake seresin x reader #prompt event #💌 we just got a letter #cassiemitchell<33 #controlled chaos squad #jake seresin fic #jake hangman seresin x reader #firefighter au #top gun maverick #top gun imagine #jake hangman seresin

[askeverett]

JSHEGEV OMFG EVERETT HAIII YOU'RE REAL

HOW ARE YOU DOING :3

Also do you have a fav game/video game ^^

#[💌] we just got a letter #[✒️] from ev #[he means animal crossing btw]

[faeryarchives]

to my beloved (octavinelle x gn!s/o)

requested by anon: Hello! Welcome back from your hiatus! Hope you’re doing alright and relaxing. For request, may I request headcanons of Azul, Floyd, and Jade please? Pre-established relationship and their gn!s/o who likes to give gifts as a love language? Like handmade gifts or found trinkets/baubles the boys might enjoy. Thank you for your consideration! note: anon u are so sweet 🤍 hihi gift giving love language with octatrio sounds so interesting + SO i got into debate last night with my friends on what pre established means if it has no label yet or just having a crush so i decided to write it at the stat of their relationship recent works: i'm not jealous !! (savanaclaw x gn!reader) & octavinelle with a fischl like female reader! & let me kiss you

💌 azul ashengrotto

"oh, a gift for me? do perhaps need my help?" "oh silly azul! i knitted that octopus keychain for you! don't you want to have a little companion while you work?"

this was new to azul - both being in relationship with you and receiving such gifts because as someone wary of apparent gestures of goodwill and believing that “all contracts come with a price” he isn't use to receiving gifts just because it reminds you of him

is it for real? he tried asking you for the fifth time to confirm only to receive the same answer over and over again

he never met someone as generous as him 😭

"azul! azul! look! i got us matching bracelet, this one actually matches your eyes." "o-oh my word, matching bracelets?! aren't we too young for that?!" "...'zul we just kissed earlie-"

having to receive gifts from you just makes his heart so full especially when you also give him coins! + adds it to his collection

expect to see him putting some of your gifts on a special shelf in his office while your other gifts especially plushies are safely tucked in his bed (he sleeps hugging them)

as much as he loves receiving gifts from you, azul wants to give you with the same thought as you have - giving you the things that reminds him of you

"please my love, accept my gift. you've showered me so much love. it would be just fair if i also shower you the same"

💌 jade leech

at first jade was confused - why are you avoiding his eyes and hiding something behind your back?

"love, what are you hiding behind your back" "jade! funny thing, so the ghosts at the ramshackle dorm got me into knitting and so i was thinking maybe a scarf would be nice so-" "so this is a scarf you made for... me? i love it." "really?!"

giving you a little push was his best decision because before jade knew it - his room is covered with gifts from you

receiving something from you as well as seeing you smiling and happy is the best thing he could ever get as a gift

always show your gift to floyd every time to the point that the other eel start to whine to you about jade bragging

"jade cried?!" "yeah! he was wiping his tears after opening one of your letters with "open when you are happy"!" "he can cry...?"

he couldn't help it you know - receiving small trinkets to small envelops with letters from you? can a person could even love him more than this?

in return, jade would try to give you more practical gifts like the things that needs to be repaired back at your dorm, he would replace it with a functioning one! feeling cold and alone at night even when you are with grim - this eel will give you the most comfortable pillows and blankets and even gift grim a new bed!

"jade, i don't think i deserve it?" "nonsense, you deserve everything in this world has to offer."

💌 floyd leech

"floyd, do you have a moment?" "what's up shrimpy- oh, a shrimp brooch?" "i found it while going on shopping with grim earlier at sam's shop, i just thought you might like it."

like it? floyd loves it! you will never catch him not having that brooch on him every day + wears it like a medal

but there was so much more he didn't expect like you to have more under your sleeves!

"an explosion box for me? shrimpy, i thought you were busy this whole week?" "i did! but i will be never busy in creating and giving you something while i am away."

floyd is more like a physical touch giver but seeing you putting so much effort in your gifts - giving him from small to big valuable things it would be unfair if he doesn't give anything back (or so he thought)

this eel tried asking what you want only to receive vague answers

"what do you want shrimpy?" "i don't really need anything in return you know? i gave you gifts because i love to shower you with it." "so it's okay to also give you anything?"

and by mean of anything - you were in for a ride because you two meant things differently 😭

floyd is the type to always let you borrow his clothes from time to time and sometimes gifts you the same jacket for you to guys match + seeing an eel plushie? bought and giving it to you for you to hug your child every night (he said its your child now)

it doesn't take too long for both of you showering each other with gifts 😭 he never knew it would be this fun to think something for you

"you were looking at that necklace when we were walking around town, so i thought it would be a perfect fit for you. do you love it, shrimpy?"

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland imagines #twisted wonderland scenarios #twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland headcanons #twst imagines #twst scenarios #twst headcanons #twst wonderland #twst #disney twisted wonderland #azul ashengrotto #jade leech #floyd leech #twst azul #twst jade #twst floyd #twst fluff #azul ashengrotto x reader #jade leech x reader #floyd leech x reader #a.octavinelle #a.twst

[sapphicshav]

Ooh, that's exciting!! Can I ask what you studied?

18 years is mad. I got like a year left (bday's close enough i say im 17) before legal responsibilities but I will be cheering u on from the sidelines 😌

photography and graphic design (never do creative courses, they work you half to death)

bro after that fifteen hour exam, i went home immediately and slept for eleven hours 💀

#💌 — ꒰ we just got a letter! ꒱ #IKR 18 YRS IS CRAZY #especially because i'm always sick all the time #i didn't think i'd live this long 💀

[theesotericedition]

happy birthday!! i hope you have an amazing day <33

Thank you Rika!! 💗🎂💗

I hope you have a good day too!

#we just got a letter 💌 #moots <3