#(LOL sorry can't keep a straight face at that one if they aren't building that into a new show I truly don't understand some story choices)

[faceofpoe]

Here's the thing about episode 11.

I hate that they finally brought other actual established Pabu characters in only to immediately put them in danger.

Whether or not we stick the season landing, I will be salty until the end of time about the complete halting of momentum brought on by eps 8-9.

I would have killed to see Omega and Crosshair's first meeting with the cadets and some of their relationship. More brothers? Regs?? Other Hemlock victims???

Some actual convo between Hunter and Shep (absolute e11 VIP) about their presence possibly endangering Pabu?

Omega meeting Lyana after so long apart and grappling with being older and losing her childhood and building up to the Lula in the Archium moment?

Seeing Crosshair's attempt to find some inner peace translate into his first cautious steps into embracing a community beyond just 'carried crates onto boat'?

#Apologies to the Fennec & Ventress fans I just really think they needed one joint ep tops #Tbb #The bad batch #tbb spoilers #The bad batch spoilers #Poe being saltier than Pabu #It. Never. Mattered. The empire was always going to be coming we did not need 2 episodes wondering why #Esp when ep 3 already gave the audience the answer and ep 10 reiterated it #The way “m-count” now makes my teeth grind #Alternatively we could have like stuck with the Rex & Echo side of the story #(LOL sorry can't keep a straight face at that one if they aren't building that into a new show I truly don't understand some story choices)

[kaylaz-world-00]

Anon: Hi! I looked up and saw that you're writing for Bullfrog from Captain Laserhawk! Can I request an enemies to lovers oneshot with bullfrog, Like the reader is working with the government of Eden so they're against them. And they are fighting in a roof and in a moment they stare in each other's eyes before the reader jumps away flustered. Can you keep it as Gender-natural/female? Sorry if it's confusing (English is not my first language-), you can ignore this if you want :)

A/N: Aww, an enemies to lovers one-shot? Cool. But it's a really big deal to write because of the concept and build up so... I dunno if I can work with this scenerio in one go lol. I'll try to work it out for you :)

This also might not be what you asked for. But I like it 0w0. Hope you will too!

Bullfrog x h!reader

Warnings: lots of blood, violence, etc.

Masterlist

Taglist: @blorbostation @eateableworm @livelaughluvvfaithyy @darkchanx @astoraa @shiroisotto64

Btw does anyone want to be in the tag list?

Dear anons; I would really appreciate it if you could choose an emoji while sending your asks and requests (and stick with it) so I can tell you apart. Thank you~

Do you know what it means to come face to face with death? Or how dangerous is a moment of distraction?

The dead bodies of their friends lay along the corridor. There was no one around, just you and him. It was as if time had stopped for the two of you. You were alert, you were tense. Your gun was pointed right at him. You were both waiting for the other one's move. Yes... but why aren't you moving yet? You can shoot straight his head. Easy kill... But you saw what he was capable of with your own eyes. He can literally doge bullets. But he looks a bit tired with how heavily he brraths... Maybe you have a chance to get him this time. But... why hasn't he moved yet? Maybe he was waiting for the same reason as you. Which you don't know what.

Your eyes were on his honey colored ones, what was surprising was that there was no hatred or aggression. He was just doing his job, like you. But you could sense the hatred towards Eden underneath his hidden emotions and expressions, like burning flames of fire.

Just for a second, just a second, you were distracted by the voices of other soldiers behind you. This shouldn't happened. But you did, when you turned your eyes back to him again, you were face to face, your eyes widen. He was so close you could see his blade glisten in the light, you could feel his heavhy breathing, mere seconds before you are sliced under his blades like nothing just like them. Oh, no, you are not going to die today. You refuse. Especially against him. You acted in an unexpected manner maybe instincs or maybe just hate and held your hand up so the knife could stab your hand instead of your head. You both lost your balance and fell to the ground. Unfortunatally you lost the grip of your gun, it scattered away.

You grunt, gritting your teeth, stubborn to not show any weakness. His knife forced even deeper in your palm. He was on top of you, gaving him the upper hand, but not today you refused to die. He tried to apply more pressure and force the knife in your throat, but you didn't let him and force back. You didn't even want to talk about how much it hurted. How much it damaged your ego. He only pressure one hand to cause you to fall? Only in one move? While you were trying to push him with both hands? You can't let this happen. You didn't care about the blood flowing from your hand to your chest. Neither of you took your eyes off each other even for a second. Yours full of venom. And his... had something you can't quite put your finger on. You didn't cared at the moment anyway.

He raised the knife in his other hand and tried to stab you once again head again. Is all the assassins this stubborn to kill? You blocked it with your other hand, you held it in a scream. Blood was flowing from both of your hands and to the ground, his bloody knives almost pressing on your skin. You were pushing him with all the energy you could muster, but you were losing. In that moment his knifes pressed dangeriously close to your skin, hou saw something in his eyes, it flashed only for a second. Sadness? Sympathy? Regret? You didn't know, but it left as quickly as it came.

But something happend you were quite confuse about... he stopped trying to force his blades in. But he didn't stop using pressure to let you escape. "You are a good opponent, madame. S'il te plaît, pardonne-moi. But I need to do my job."

With his words your face hardened. You spatted out, hatred boiling inside you, "I'll drag you to deepest pits of hell with me."

He seemed caught of guard but not too surprised with what you said. He couldn't help but slip a sad smile. But before he could do anything else, his attention forcefully pulled at your fellow soldiers that came crashing in and opened fire. His expression changed to something you can finally understand. Something serious, with a bit of an annoyance and exhustion. You can still see his sharp and focused eyes staring dagres at your probably soon gonna be corpe friends.

You tried to not scream in pain as he pulled his knives off of your hands. By the way, they almost shot you in their fire, what a friend! In your pain you quickly rolled and escaped, while he was already on his way, looking like a fierce sharp bullet on his own as he dodged and sliced their fires. He was like a killing machine. He was the type you hated the most. The type that knows what they are doing but don't even have a clue. Eden teached you everything you need to know. Show you things only they can. Helped you while you had no one else to do so. And you are not gonna let a frog get in your way for your progress. If you were good enough you could be on the top, finally living your life, your dreams with working with Eden's best soldiers. You are not gonna give up your loyalty, and you are most definetly not gonna give up your dream of helping to change this fucked up world.

You picked up a gun from a dead soldiar and rushed away. Even though you were injuried you will do your job. So, you hide and waited calmly. Your breathing not stable, you lost a lot of blood and your hands were shaking but when you saw him again you are not gonna hessitate to shoot him this time.

And when you did finally saw him he was covered in blood and had a pained face holding his side. He was hardly walking. Perfect. He was about to exist the building from the window but you stopped him. "Halt and raise your hands." You growled. He glance back at you, he seemed to be in no mood, and shook his head, "Leave me alone, madame. I'm not going to fight you. You're injured." What a fucker.

"Too bad. So you are! And I'm not joking."

He observed your shaking hands and unfocused eyes, you were so slightly panthing, "You need intense care and rest. Go back inside." He made a move to turn around but you shot next to the wall near him.

"Maybe, but I will not abonden my job to help a terrorist escape."

His expression soured, "Oui. Of course." He sighed his grip slowly loosning from his side.

You glared and blinked your vision a bit bluring, "Do not make any sudden moves." You breathed deeply. "I am serious I fucking-" Your sentence caught in your throat when your gun went flying off of your hands, before you can even act you find yourself went flying back to the wall, you grunted when your body harshly made contact with it as you hang on it. You glanced up with a hazzy vision seeing a blade grabing you by your clothing, pinning you to the wall.

You huffed in anger and glared at him. He stood panthing, "I'm not fighting with you." And like that he jumped out of the window.

Of course he insist on that. He is injured.

You didn't had any energy in you to free yourself from it as you were left growling in anger, "I hate that frog."

You want to be the one to kill him with your own bare hands.

And you finally got the chance after all that time of waiting your hands to be healed because of that asshole. You gained both in your palm a huge scar because of him. But that just made you pushed your hardest, to even more far past to your limits. Everytime you look down at your hands just made your anger boil harder inside your veins. You never stopped working out even with your arms still hurting, still haven't healed, still flesh. It made the process of them healing harder with every punch you did with them deawing blood everytime. But it was worth it in the end. You know it.

You saw it in his eyes, you knew that you finally win when you pin him to the ground on one of the roofs, that when you kill him you are gonna leave his body to rot and his corpe will be here to be quickly forgotten. But would this actually count as winning? When he gave up and just layed down like that? Staring up at you with nothing but... something you couldn't quite tell. His blood on the cold concrete slowly growing. He is not doing anything, his breath slowly slowing down. And you are not doing anything, only staring down at him, pinning him, a blade in hand, ready to finish.

You wanted to word all your thoughts, pour down all your anger on him, kill him with one move like he did to your friends without any mercy. But you didn't, you couldn't... not after what he told you, all that things about Eden. Not after what he SHOWED you with one of his bubbles.

Why is he showing you mercy now?! How could he even ask you to come to his side?! You were angry, mad... but maybe it wasn't all towards him... You growled and screamed as you sliced your blade in.

Your tears slowly landing on his cold face. You clenched your eyes shut as you slowly let him go.

You shook your head, "All the things I've been told, shown, my believes and hopes.... were just lies." You wiped your tears away.

You reached your hand when his eyes landed to you before giving a good glance at the blade next to his head, forced right through the concrade with good strength.

He took your hand in his and you helped him up. What are you even doing? You don't know anymore. The only thing you were sure of... that you fucking want to kill them all.

"I am not going to say sorry for jumping on you like that, you should have known better before trying to reason with me without fighting back." What he showed you in the end was the final thing for your belifes to crash like a mirror infront of you and scattered away in the breeze like nothing.

He breathlessly laughed clutching his shoulder, "I know but I didn't regret it. And I am happy I didn't."

"Think this as a get back for my hands." You scoffed.

He hissed, "Oui...." his face pained and it wasn't because of his wounds.

You quickly get back to the topic in hand, remembering what he asked you, "I will help. But not to you. I am doing this... for myself. I am not gonna let them ruin this world even more." You glanced at the dark sky.

Bullfrog closed his eyes at that and hummed.

He said something that caught you surpise, "Then will you work with me to save people? Even if it means the people you are working for, the ones you promised to give your life to accusing you for being a terrorist? You don't nececerly need to help me. Help the people in need." He tilted his head.

You stared at him, "Haven't we already agree? The moment I choose to not kill you? Or maybe it was you." You chuckled dryly, "I have been working all my life with wrong people. I will not made the same mistake again. All the kids that suffered because of them, because of me... I'm ready to give up my life if it means to save the kids this time." He softly smiled at that.

You looked away, "I always wanted to die as a hero." You breath out, "I guess I can't be the 'hero' everytime."

He reached out and grabbed your hand, you didn't react, you didn't push him away, but what he said caused you to cleanch his hand back. "What inside you is so pure, mon ami. You will always be the hero. Don't let your hatered blind you."

You chuckled, "So, I've been told countless times from a frog. Looks just like you too."

You both tiredly laugh at that.

You shook your head in disbeliefe. Just a few hours ago you were hating his guts and now... you actually saw who he actually was. And you find it nice. You finally found something in life to be worth to fight for.

"Will you be able to walk back?"

He smirked up at you, "What? I thought you said you didn't care?"

"Forget what I said. I am just returning your kindness. Let me help you. I did this after all."

His eyes softened and his hand loosely gripped your hand back, "I appreciate the help." At that second you find yourself finally understanding what his eyes meant. The countless times he looked at you just the same. Fondness. You don't even remember anyone ever looked at you that way. Your eyes softened for the first time.

#bullfrog x reader #bullfrog #captain lazerhawk spoilers #captain lazerhawk #allenwrites #x reader #reader #captain laserhawk

[sonicblueartist]

Hi! I looked up and saw that you're writing for Bullfrog from Captain Laserhawk! Can I request an enemies to lovers oneshot with bullfrog, Like the reader is working with the government of Eden so they're against them. And they are fighting in a roof and in a moment they stare in each other's eyes before the reader jumps away flustered. Can you keep it as Gender-natural/female? Sorry if it's confusing (English is not my first language-), you can ignore this if you want :)

A/N: Aww, an enemies to lovers one-shot? Cool. But it's a really big deal to write because of the concept and build up so... I dunno if I can work with this scenerio in one go lol. I'll try to work it out for you :)

This also might not be what you asked for. But I like it 0w0. Hope you will too!

Bullfrog x h!reader

Warnings: lots of blood, violence, etc.

Masterlist

Taglist: @blorbostation @eateableworm @livelaughluvvfaithyy @darkchanx @astoraa @shiroisotto64

Btw does anyone want to be in the tag list?

Dear anons; I would really appreciate it if you could choose an emoji while sending your asks and requests (and stick with it) so I can tell you apart. Thank you~

Enemies

The dead bodies of their friends lay along the corridor. There was no one around, just you and him. It was as if time had stopped for the two of you. You were alert, you were tense. Your gun was pointed right at him. You were both waiting for the other one's move. Yes... but why aren't you moving yet? You can shoot straight his head. Easy kill... But you saw what he was capable of with your own eyes. He can literally doge bullets. But he looks a bit tired with how heavily he brraths... Maybe you have a chance to get him this time. But... why hasn't he moved yet? Maybe he was waiting for the same reason as you. Which you don't know what.

Do you know what it means to come face to face with death? Or how dangerous is a moment of distraction?

Your eyes were on his honey colored ones, what was surprising was that there was no hatred or aggression. He was just doing his job, like you. But you could sense the hatred towards Eden underneath his hidden emotions and expressions, like burning flames of fire.

Just for a second, just a second, you were distracted by the voices of other soldiers behind you. This shouldn't happened. But you did, when you turned your eyes back to him again, you were face to face, your eyes widen. He was so close you could see his blade glisten in the light, you could feel his heavhy breathing, mere seconds before you are sliced under his blades like nothing just like them. Oh, no, you are not going to die today. You refuse. Especially against him. You acted in an unexpected manner maybe instincs or maybe just hate and held your hand up so the knife could stab your hand instead of your head. You both lost your balance and fell to the ground. Unfortunatally you lost the grip of your gun, it scattered away.

You grunt, gritting your teeth, stubborn to not show any weakness. His knife forced even deeper in your palm. He was on top of you, gaving him the upper hand, but not today you refused to die. He tried to apply more pressure and force the knife in your throat, but you didn't let him and force back. You didn't even want to talk about how much it hurted. How much it damaged your ego. He only pressure one hand to cause you to fall? Only in one move? While you were trying to push him with both hands? You can't let this happen. You didn't care about the blood flowing from your hand to your chest. Neither of you took your eyes off each other even for a second. Yours full of venom. And his... had something you can't quite put your finger on. You didn't cared at the moment anyway.

He raised the knife in his other hand and tried to stab you once again head again. Is all the assassins this stubborn to kill? You blocked it with your other hand, you held it in a scream. Blood was flowing from both of your hands and to the ground, his bloody knives almost pressing on your skin. You were pushing him with all the energy you could muster, but you were losing. In that moment his knifes pressed dangeriously close to your skin, hou saw something in his eyes, it flashed only for a second. Sadness? Sympathy? Regret? You didn't know, but it left as quickly as it came.

But something happend you were quite confuse about... he stopped trying to force his blades in. But he didn't stop using pressure to let you escape. "You are a good opponent, madame. S'il te plaît, pardonne-moi. But I need to do my job."

With his words your face hardened. You spatted out, hatred boiling inside you, "I'll drag you to deepest pits of hell with me."

He seemed caught of guard but not too surprised with what you said. He couldn't help but slip a sad smile. But before he could do anything else, his attention forcefully pulled at your fellow soldiers that came crashing in and opened fire. His expression changed to something you can finally understand. Something serious, with a bit of an annoyance and exhustion. You can still see his sharp and focused eyes staring dagres at your probably soon gonna be corpe friends.

You tried to not scream in pain as he pulled his knives off of your hands. By the way, they almost shot you in their fire, what a friend! In your pain you quickly rolled and escaped, while he was already on his way, looking like a fierce sharp bullet on his own as he dodged and sliced their fires. He was like a killing machine. He was the type you hated the most. The type that knows what they are doing but don't even have a clue. Eden teached you everything you need to know. Show you things only they can. Helped you while you had no one else to do so. And you are not gonna let a frog get in your way for your progress. If you were good enough you could be on the top, finally living your life, your dreams with working with Eden's best soldiers. You are not gonna give up your loyalty, and you are most definetly not gonna give up your dream of helping to change this fucked up world.

You picked up a gun from a dead soldiar and rushed away. Even though you were injuried you will do your job. So, you hide and waited calmly. Your breathing not stable, you lost a lot of blood and your hands were shaking but when you saw him again you are not gonna hessitate to shoot him this time.

And when you did finally saw him he was covered in blood and had a pained face holding his side. He was hardly walking. Perfect. He was about to exist the building from the window but you stopped him. "Halt and raise your hands." You growled. He glance back at you, he seemed to be in no mood, and shook his head, "Leave me alone, madame. I'm not going to fight you. You're injured." What a fucker.

"Too bad. So you are! And I'm not joking."

He observed your shaking hands and unfocused eyes, you were so slightly panthing, "You need intense care and rest. Go back inside." He made a move to turn around but you shot next to the wall near him.

"Maybe, but I will not abonden my job to help a terrorist escape."

His expression soured, "Oui. Of course." He sighed his grip slowly loosning from his side.

You glared and blinked your vision a bit bluring, "Do not make any sudden moves." You breathed deeply. "I am serious I fucking-" Your sentence caught in your throat when your gun went flying off of your hands, before you can even act you find yourself went flying back to the wall, you grunted when your body harshly made contact with it as you hang on it. You glanced up with a hazzy vision seeing a blade grabing you by your clothing, pinning you to the wall.

You huffed in anger and glared at him. He stood panthing, "I'm not fighting with you." And like that he jumped out of the window.

Of course he insist on that. He is injured.

You didn't had any energy in you to free yourself from it as you were left growling in anger, "I hate that frog."

You want to be the one to kill him with your own bare hands.

And you finally got the chance after all that time of waiting your hands to be healed because of that asshole. You gained both in your palm a huge scar because of him. But that just made you pushed your hardest, to even more far past to your limits. Everytime you look down at your hands just made your anger boil harder inside your veins. You never stopped working out even with your arms still hurting, still haven't healed, still flesh. It made the process of them healing harder with every punch you did with them deawing blood everytime. But it was worth it in the end. You know it.

You saw it in his eyes, you knew that you finally win when you pin him to the ground on one of the roofs, that when you kill him you are gonna leave his body to rot and his corpe will be here to be quickly forgotten. But would this actually count as winning? When he gave up and just layed down like that? Staring up at you with nothing but... something you couldn't quite tell. His blood on the cold concrete slowly growing. He is not doing anything, his breath slowly slowing down. And you are not doing anything, only staring down at him, pinning him, a blade in hand, ready to finish.

You wanted to word all your thoughts, pour down all your anger on him, kill him with one move like he did to your friends without any mercy. But you didn't, you couldn't... not after what he told you, all that things about Eden. Not after what he SHOWED you with one of his bubbles.

Why is he showing you mercy now?! How could he even ask you to come to his side?! You were angry, mad... but maybe it wasn't all towards him... You growled and screamed as you sliced your blade in.

Your tears slowly landing on his cold face. You clenched your eyes shut as you slowly let him go.

You shook your head, "All the things I've been told, shown, my believes and hopes.... were just lies." You wiped your tears away.

You reached your hand when his eyes landed to you before giving a good glance at the blade next to his head, forced right through the concrade with good strength.

He took your hand in his and you helped him up. What are you even doing? You don't know anymore. The only thing you were sure of... that you fucking want to kill them all.

"I am not going to say sorry for jumping on you like that, you should have known better before trying to reason with me without fighting back." What he showed you in the end was the final thing for your belifes to crash like a mirror infront of you and scattered away in the breeze like nothing.

He breathlessly laughed clutching his shoulder, "I know but I didn't regret it. And I am happy I didn't."

"Think this as a get back for my hands." You scoffed.

He hissed, "Oui...." his face pained and it wasn't because of his wounds.

You quickly get back to the topic in hand, remembering what he asked you, "I will help. But not to you. I am doing this... for myself. I am not gonna let them ruin this world even more." You glanced at the dark sky.

Bullfrog closed his eyes at that and hummed.

He said something that caught you surpise, "Then will you work with me to save people? Even if it means the people you are working for, the ones you promised to give your life to accusing you for being a terrorist? You don't nececerly need to help me. Help the people in need." He tilted his head.

You stared at him, "Haven't we already agree? The moment I choose to not kill you? Or maybe it was you." You chuckled dryly, "I have been working all my life with wrong people. I will not made the same mistake again. All the kids that suffered because of them, because of me... I'm ready to give up my life if it means to save the kids this time." He softly smiled at that.

You looked away, "I always wanted to die as a hero." You breath out, "I guess I can't be the 'hero' everytime."

He reached out and grabbed your hand, you didn't react, you didn't push him away, but what he said caused you to cleanch his hand back. "What inside you is so pure, mon ami. You will always be the hero. Don't let your hatered blind you."

You chuckled, "So, I've been told countless times from a frog. Looks just like you too."

You both tiredly laugh at that.

You shook your head in disbeliefe. Just a few hours ago you were hating his guts and now... you actually saw who he actually was. And you find it nice. You finally found something in life to be worth to fight for.

"Will you be able to walk back?"

He smirked up at you, "What? I thought you said you didn't care?"

"Forget what I said. I am just returning your kindness. Let me help you. I did this after all."

His eyes softened and his hand loosely gripped your hand back, "I appreciate the help." At that second you find yourself finally understanding what his eyes meant. The countless times he looked at you just the same. Fondness. You don't even remember anyone ever looked at you that way. Your eyes softened for the first time.

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[spicymayo1983]

Hiya. This is chapter 12. Poe is away helping his ex girlfriend Zorii Bliss get her mother home safely.

After his revelation regarding the nature of their relationship you left to go live with a friend.

Were you overreacting or do you have good reason to be nervous?

Warnings, XXX smut, female ejaculation, talk of death and violence. Injuries from said violence. Lol. Not for anyone under 18.

Kijimi, present day

After an intense battle with the mandalorian that had captured Zorii's mother Zeva she's home in one piece.

The same could not be said about the bounty hunter, they were left in multiple pieces.

Zorii and Poe were both injured. Poe was worse off, though. He had suffered burns to his arms, back and shoulders.

All thanks to a flamethrower.

Zorii was tending to his injuries aboard the spice freighter, cleaning and bandaging him up. Her gentle touch made him close his eyes from pleasure.

"Thank you so much for helping us". Zorii told him with a slight smile. "You were the only person that could have done it".

"We're quite a team, aren't we?" Poe tells her with a slight laugh as he winced from pain.

"Yes we are". Zorii replied with a laugh. "We both kicked ass".

"I'm back together with y/n". Poe explained. "She's expecting my child and we were going to get married soon".

"What happened? If you don't mind me asking". Zorii asked, her smile fading.

"I told her about us, and she got jealous". He told her with a deep sigh.

"That was 20 years ago, we're ancient history". Zorii told him with a laugh. "I still love you but in a different way".

"I feel the same way too". Poe said with a slight smile. "I'll always love you".

"She's going to kick your ass even more when she sees these gnarly burns". She told him with a laugh. "But in all seriousness let me know if you do get married and when the baby is born".

Meanwhile back on D'Qar

Your friend convinced you to go back home, and you did.

He's been gone 5 days but it felt more like a year.

You're feeling more like you're pregnant too. Morning sickness has hit you hard, you spend at least 2 hours every morning throwing up.

You're exhausted too, you spend half the day asleep.

Certain smells trigger it too, your breasts are so tender that you can barely tolerate a bra against your skin.

And the weight gain is frustrating too. You have never felt more undesirable in your entire life.

You were napping on the couch when Poe walked through the door.

He was surprised, and relieved, to see you there.

Poe leaned down and kissed you tenderly on the lips, your eyes fluttered open and with a slight smile you whisper,

"Poe, you're home safe".

"Yes I am babe, I've missed you". Poe said with a slight smile as he sat down next to you. "How are you feeling?"

"I feel pregnant". You tell him with a slight laugh. "I'm having awful morning sickness and my breasts hurt".

"I was burnt to a crisp but her mother is home safe". Poe told you with a laugh.

He removes his shirt and you gasp in horror at the extent of his injuries, his back is covered in one solid, white bandage.

"Yeah, it's pretty bad". He continued, closing his eyes from pain. "I'll have scarring but I should heal fairly quickly".

"Mmmm scars are sexy". You tell him with a slight grin as you gently kiss him.

"You really think so?" Poe asks, smiling sweetly.

"I know so". You tell him with a slight laugh.

"I feel like relaxing in bed, I'm exhausted, what do you think?" Poe says with a smile as he kisses you back.

Once inside the confines of your bedroom you undress, Poe is watching you, and smiling.

"I see a hint of a bump". He said with a smile.

"Really? You do?" You ask, smiling a little as you give your belly an affectionate pat.

Poe stands up, leans down and kisses your barely there bump, his soft lips feel great against your bare skin.

His kisses keep going lower and lower, you giggle a little and say,

"I thought you were exhausted?"

"I lied to get you in here". Poe confesses with a devilish smirk on his gorgeous face. "I've been thinking about eating your pussy since I left base".

He picked you up and gently placed you on the bed.

Acting on instinct you spread your legs for him, Poe begins to teasingly kiss your inner thighs, the heavy stubble on his face is rough but feels good against your smooth skin.

He doesn't tease that day, instead he goes straight for what he was craving the most.

Your intricate folds are already wet and swollen for him, you can feel the soft curls on his head brush against your thigh as Poe starts to lick and suck on your highly sensitive, swollen bud.

You tense up from the release that you can feel building in your body, when you cum you gush a lot of warm fluid on his face.

Poe licks his lips, tasting your essence.

"My cock is so hard, damn". He confessed as he mounted you and slid his magnificent manhood inside of you in one stroke.

With your legs wrapped around his waist tightly Poe fucks you, soft and then hard as you beg him to pound you.

You're being careful not to touch his bandaged back, but it's difficult.

You accidentally brush his injured skin, causing him to wince in pain, but he composes himself again and finishes deep inside of you.

When you sit up Poe's thick load spills out of you, he leans over to kiss your breasts and takes one of your hard nipples into his mouth but you cry out in pain.

"I'm sorry, did I hurt you?" He asks, looking a little concerned.

"You did but it's normal, my breasts are very tender right now". You explain, kissing him back softly.

"I can't wait for our baby to be here". Poe tells you as he plants a few soft kisses on the soft skin of your neck. "I don't care if it's a boy or a girl".

"I have an odd feeling that we're having a baby boy". You tell him as you kiss him back. "A mini version of you".

"That would be wonderful". He replies, smiling brightly and touching your barely there bump. "The little guy can't be here soon enough, I want to see and hold him so badly".

"We need to get married before it's too obvious". You tell him with a slight laugh. "I don't want to be the knocked up bride".

"But you are the knocked up bride". Poe tells you with a smile as he bursts into laughter.

"Well, yeah, but noone has to know it". You explain, laughing heartily.

"Next week we're going back home". Poe says with a smile. "I have a surprise for you".

End of chapter 12

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[casmybelovedass]

The Destiel Folder: Season 7

[Season 4; Season 5; Season 6]

This season is mostly Dean being a depressed bi who can't cope with his crush's death.

This is, in my opinion, the season where Dean actually starts realizing he might for real think of Cas as something more.

Episode 1:

Cas is basically gone, both Bobby and Sam (almost) are ready to compel to whatever he says, but Dean still tries to get him to come back. "You can turn this around. Please!" (3:13) Denial

Dean has no idea how to deal with God!Castiel, but desperate to find him, and getting emotional "I don't even know what book to hit for this." "Then figure it out!" (5:47) Anger

As we have said many times already, angels don't have a sex, Castiel is not a man, and as he states, he is "utterly indifferent to sexual orientation" (8:03), and so is Chuck, God himself, who has admitted having had both girlfriends and boyfriends.

Dean turns off the news the moment he hears a woman describe Cas as "young and sexy", while doing that jaw clentch thing of his (10:14) ... huh... [and this doesn't really matter, but after this we immediately see Dean in a purple flannel. PURPLE! Go Bi!Dean]

"He's not a guy, he's a God [...] Cas is never coming back. He's lied to us, he's used us, he's cracked your gourd like it was nothing. No more talk. We've spent enough on him." (11:09) Dean trying to jump to the 5th stage of grief. Yeah, no baby that's not how it works

Dean tries so hard to convince himself that Cas's gone so he can kill him, but can't really. "Just kill him now!" and struggles hard to hold Castiel's glare. And as soon as Death offers a second option to killing him, Dean takes it. Bargening

"Dean, look, I know you think Cas is gone." "That's because he is." (31:22) Again with trying to jump to acceptance. Not doing great, Dean. In fact, "Yeah, you know how I'm gonna deal? I'm gonna stuff my pie hole, I'm gonna drink, and I'm gonna watch some asian cartoon porn. And act like the world's about to explode, because it is." (32:17) There it is. Depression.

[Remember this: Dean has no shame in watching porn in front of his brother. Wait a few seasons and see]

Just moments earlier, Dean was all "That's not Cas, Cas is dead" and shit, and now he goes "What? You need something else?" worried-husband-mode the moment Cas asks for help (34:50). Also#MARRIED (35:16)

Bobby: "Where's Sam? It's go time." Dean: *looks back at Cas worried* (37:12)

MUST HELP HUSBAND (38:06) look at Dean's eyes!!! They're like 'It's okay, it's okay. You've got this.' "I'm sorry, Dean." Cas chose these words to be his last, thinking he was going to die. LOOK AT DEAN (38:21) ICWAW this would MEAN SOMETHING ELSE

"CAS! [...] Is he breathing? ... Maybe angels don't need to breathe." says the one who was going around saying Cas was gone for good. "He's gone, Dean." "... damn it... *tears up* Cas, you child... Why didn't you listen to me." #MARRIED (39:15) Then he goes "CAS?!" as soon as he starts breathing again. ICWAW, we would SCREAM "LOVE" in this scene

"Imma find some way to redeem myself to you *looks at Dean straight in the eyes*" "*looks at Cas up and down*... Alright, well, one thing at the time, come on. Let's get you out of here." "I mean it, Dean." *eye love-making* "... Okay." (40:30) ICWAW, oooohhh, the meanings this scene would have...

Dean's face when the Leviathans tell him Cas is dead. Again. (41:18)

Episode 2:

Dean looking at the Leviathans occupying Cas' body. The HATE (1:44)

"... okay... so he's gone. *shakes while tearing up* [...] Dumb son of a bitch..." (5:14) Here we go again... I'm fine, shut up

Dean picks up, washes, folds and keeps Cas' coat (5:23) SWEET

"You just lost one of the best friends you've ever had." this hurts me. "... I'm fine, really." (12:11)

"You asked me how I was doing? Well, not good." (38:54)

Episode 5:

Dean progressively drinks more as his nightmares get worse and he misses Cas more and more. 3 times we see him drink, only in the first 12 minutes.

Sam can tell Dean feels like shit, and bet one of those reasons is Cas "Like it or not, the stuff you don't talk about, it doesn't just go away. It builds up." (39:33) Yeah, and not only problems or grief... even love

Episode 7:

Not a destiel moment, but Dean totally got hit on by the waiter. LOL (7:30)

And again. What is it with men in this town and Dean. "We're looking for a necklace." "Romantic. *looks at Dean*" (12:17). Is it an energy reading thing or something? Can they feel the bi energy?

"The Campbell brothers. [...] They weren't actually brothers. That was a cover for their, uhm... alternative life style." (22:40) Huh... I guess calling your lover "brother" runs in the family

"Ever since Cas... I'm having a hard time trusting anybody." (40:44) ouch

Episode 9:

Dean is drunk/high on Leviathan juice, and the first thing he thinks and blabbers about, is Cas (19:48) "I don't even care anymore." Oooohh ICWAW... the possibilities for this scene

Episode 12:

Dean totally checked out that man in uniform. FIGHT ME (16:27)

Episode 13:

"You're head's not in it, man. When Cas died, you were wobbly, but now-" "Now what!!" (39:35) as soon as Sam mentions Cas' death, Dean gets snappy

Episode 17:

Dean keeps getting snappy whenever Sam mentions Cas

"OH my God the love of my life is alive!" (13:02-13:06)

Dean's face when Daphne touches Cas (13:25), and when he calls her his wife (13:41)

AND HIS FUCKING FACE TRYING NOT TO TEAR UP BECAUSE CAS DOESN'T REMEMBER ANYTHING ABOUT HIM (14:16)

You mean to tell me that ICWAW this wouldn't be seen as a mini desperation moment from a man seeing his lover in this situation? Yeah, I don't think so

"What if you were some sort of... I don't know, bad guy." "I... I don't feel like a bad person." Dean's face is like "Damn right you aren't" (16:50)

"He betrayed you, this dude. He was your friend?" Dean looking at him... can't even answer the question (19:59)

Dean says Cas' betrayal is something he cant get over like everything else. And that he doesn't know why. "It doesn't matter why." "Of course it matters!" (20:25)

Dean gets visibly uneasy about Meg being so close to Cas (25:34) jealous boyfriend is jealous

Dean doesn't want Cas to remember, afraid he'll leave again (32:18)

"I've known you for years!" (32:34) poor baby. Also "You're an angel." "Uhm, I'm sorry? Is that a flirtation?" DEAN'S FACE (32:42)

Dean doesn't want Cas to be hurt by his own memories and past actions (33:00)

"You used to fight together. Bestest friends, actually." Yeah, look at that reaction. Let's see how he reacts to being called his boyfriend later on (33:09)

#MARRIED!!! I'll just leave this. No comment (33:41)

As Cas regains his memories, only 2 of the ones we see are not of Dean. And the only one we hear is the "I'm sorry, Dean." . That is what matters to Cas (and this looks like a slash video. Kudos to the editors) "I remember you... I remember everything." Yeah, no-homo save (34:35)

Not even an hour earlier, Dean was ranting about Cas betraying him, how he couldn't forget and forgive him, and now he is saying Cas did "the best you could at the time", but Cas actually feels guilt and doesn't want Dean to defend him, but Dean does anyway (36:53)

"We didn't part as friends, Dean." "*looks at Cas up and down*... So what?" "I deserved to die." the look on Dean's face (37:18)

Dean gives Cas his trench coat back. The trench coat he kept, folded and all the the truck, for weeks. And that's not even Baby. So he moved the coat, to always have it with him (37:26). I'm not crying, shut up

Also, here, have a deleted scene that breaks my heart

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Episode 20:

Let us all appreciate that one time Dean helped a lesbian flirt with a dude (24:27-25:03)

Episode 21:

Dean is devastated about Cas' mental state, that he did that to himself to save Sam. Look at his eyes in this scene (16:08). Also, Dean still resents Cas for the whole 'New God' crap, but it feels like the real reason is the fact that he left (19:18)

"Cas! Don't make me pull this car over!" "Are you angry? Why are you angry? *puppy eyes*" "... No I-I'm..." #MARRIED (27:28)

Cas says he won't fight anymore, but as soon as Dean's in trouble, he FLIPS

"The angels... they don't care... I think maybe they don't have the equipment to care." (31:49) Touchy much, Dean?, are you trying to convince yourself about that? It feels like he's making excuses to not let himself feel anything for Cas. "It seems like when they try, it just... breaks them apart." ... OK, fuck everything, ICWAW this would totally be seen as romantic angsty reference to Cas

Cas is so lost in his guilt for what he has caused. He looks like a baby, and it gets worse when it comes to Dean

"Why should we give you anything? After everything you have taken from us? The very touch of you curropts. When Castiel first laid a hand on you in Hell, he was lost!" (36:50) okay damn, ICWAW all of this would seem as if they were talking about a love relationship between the two and you can't tell me otherwise

'HURT HUSBAND-MUST PROTECT MODE' (37:17)

"The bone of a righteous mortal and the blood of a fallen angel" ... shut up, I'm dying over these clues (39:11)

"What are you gonna do, Cas?" Dean's eyes are begging him to stay. ICWAW, we would point that out without a shadow of a doubt (39:40)

Episode 23:

"Dude... on my car. He showed up naked... covered in bees!" ... come on, ICWAW this would be a HUGE deal (5:10)

"Go ask him. He was your boyfriend first." (8:51) LISTEN HERE. I study psychology, and one of the first things they teach you is that jokes are based on the truth. HOW MANY OF THESE JOKES WERE MADE?! HUH??!! (plus all the "Dick" jokes Sam made) Also Dean's reaction with the jaw clentch... just saying

Cas keeps stating he doesn't want to fight, but again, Dean's in trouble? FIGHT MODE

"*soft shoulder touch, puppy eyes, serves Dean a sandwich*" ... SOFT #MARRIED COUPLE (18:27)

"You got anything to say on the topic of dicks?" you'd like that, wouldn't you, Dean? (26:42)

Cas is afraid he will do something to cause Dean more trouble. Let's remember he chose what he believed were his last words to be "I'm sorry, Dean.", but as we know, Dean deals with feelings by showing anger... Cas gets upset and copes by playing twister... pathetic. "I can't help. [...] I destroyed everything and I will destroy everything again!" for a moment, Cas is lucid, and expresses his fear, but as soon as Dean gets angry with him, Cas gows back to hide in his world of crazy (26:47)

"I'm not good luck, Dean." "... You know what? [...] I'd rather have you. Cursed or not." Look at Cas' soft little smile as it grows. ICWAW, this would be read as another confession (32:38)

"I'll go with you." SOFT

SEE??! The MOMENT Dick threatens Dean, Cas goes full Angel of the Lord on his ass. MUST PROTECT HUSBAND (36:52) and the utter shock on Dean's face is priceless

And here comes PurGAYtory

[Season 8>>]

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[adramaticbeauty]

Fairies and Dragonflies- Part 6 Unsettling Past

Gray couldn't get the words out of his head. The words that Juvia uttered so sweetly, but stabbed him slowly in his heart. When was the last time he actually heard something so harsh? He was Gray Fullbuster, rich enough to buy what ever he desired. So why did it matter what that minx thought? It was honestly insulting that she even thought she could reject him like that. Not the way she did it, honestly it was disrespectful to his reputation as the woman handler of the Dragonflies. There were plenty of women way more beautiful and even more alluring than Juvia, so he shouldn't even have wasted his time.  If he truly thought this though, why exactly was he sitting at a fancy restaurant with a lady, thinking so much about her? The red haired woman dangling her fork lazily over her food, and red lipstick delicately applied to her plump lips was sitting across from him.

"Ummm, Mr.Fullbuster are you ok?" She blinked in concern. Gray immediately snapped back into reality and quickly put on his dazzling smile he always used to make women's hearts melt in an instant. She smiled bashfully as you could see the subtle blush on her face, the red curls covering her face starting to match her cheeks.

"I'm just so dazed by your beauty that I couldn't think straight, Alison." Gray slipped out.

The furious blush on her face proved exactly what he always thought. Girls were so easy to understand, and all of them thought the same. That's why he could get whatever girl he wanted with a snap of his fingers.

"Oh, Mr.Fullbuster please... you're making me blush." She purred as she carefully touched his hand on the table, and Gray felt her slowly wrap her leg around his under the table.

If this was any other day, Gray would already be feeling excited but sadly the excitement never came. Even as they made it into his apartment, stumbling from all the drinks and tripping over things he just didn't feel anything. Like he was back to his regular routine.

He laid in bed, with the woman sleeping soundly beside him. He couldn't help but feel unhappy, or should he say unsatisfied with his life. Was that all their was too it? Just spending the night with different women he didn't even bother to get to know and making his music? Was there even anything else besides that, ever since he lost his mother and father? And Ur...The only thing he worried about at first was making it big so he could survive and keep living. But was this truly all to living, when his heart craved something more? He didn't know what, but he knew by now listening to his heart was asking for trouble. Or pain and he couldn't deal with any more of that, not again.

As he closed his eyes, he felt all these conflicting emotions in his heart beginning to fade along with his thoughts. He always felt most at peace when his mind was at rest. Free from the drama and free from the life of Gray Fullbuster.  And he didn't think he would ever be able to be just  Gray around anyone. Until he dreamt of her, and it was ironic considering he dreamt of another woman while he was lying in the bed with another.

But it felt so real, like he could just reach out and touch the silky blue hair, so blue like the ocean, he was convinced he would drown in it. And then the atmosphere suddenly turned ice cold, making him suddenly feel unsettled. Everywhere he turned he was met with the familiar sight of snowflakes falling from the darkened sky. The cool whiteness covering his sight from any other background. All of a sudden he was met with a warm pair of black coal eyes that stared right into his soul, and into his heart. Ur, it must have been. Right into his dream those eyes that were full of so much admiration ever since she took care of him all those years ago. Those eyes that were once full of so much love, but were now dead cold and without life.

Gray woke up in a cold sweat, almost falling out of his bed if he didn't catch himself. His bed was now cold and empty, and messy from his tossing and turning. He hoped that he didn't say anything he might have regretted while he was having his nightmare. He would never forgive himself for being so weak in front of a woman if that was the case. He rubbed the sleep from his eyes as he picked up his phone to look at the time. He took a deep breath to calm himself but quickly sucked a breath back in. He was late. Again.

He would never live this down from the boys and Gray mentally facepalmed, already imagining the lecture he would get from Jellal. He tumbled out of the bed almost, as he slipped on pants and  the first shirt he could grab from his closet. He rushed to put on his shoes until he noticed a cup of  coffee on his glass kitchen table with a note beside it. Have a good day at work Gray<3. He couldn't help but smirk, even when he was running late.

Alison was always pretty thoughtful, even if she was really a fuck buddy and he using her only for company sometimes. And too bad he hated coffee. The ride to the band practice building was a hectic one. The traffic almost made him pull out his raven hair, especially when he was already late. But at least he had a bit of an excuse for being late now, that wouldn't be an exact lie. When Gray finally made it across the street he didn't even bother putting his vehicle into the private parking garage like he always did and just drove to pull up in front of the building. And what Gray saw was chaos.

Absolute chaos, and as soon as he was spotted, there was no going back. Everyone spotted his famous black and Gray sports car and it was unmistakably the famous Gray Fullbuster's vehicle. Thankfully there were bodyguards to make a path for him to get inside the building with all the chaos going on. Now Gray regretted not having a driver. But they did always cramp his style. Gray took a deep breath as he stepped out of his car and unto the path into the building. All he could see was flashes of cameras and hear  jumbling of questions. He could barely make it to the door without the crowds of reporters tearing him to pieces, but when he did he hurried inside. Once inside he spotted Jellal with a serious and somewhat worried face staring down at a newspaper. Gajeel was sitting down as normal tuning his guitar, but a thoughtful look on his face. Nastu had a bored look on his face as usual.

"So tell me why we can't go and talk to the paparazzi Jellal? Obviously they want to talk to me." Nastu commented with a groan afterward. Gajeel couldn't help but growl and put in his two cent.

"They aren't here for you idiot. And we can't say anything to the paparazzi without figuring out the situation first. And that starts with this fucking douche."

He suddenly turned his steely eyes to Gray, and he couldn't help but feel a bit afraid for a second.

"What the hell is going on outside?? Why is the paparazzi practically breaking down the doors to the building?"

Jellal took a big sigh and walked over to hand Gray the newspaper that hadn't left his hands ever since he walked in. Then he met Gray's eyes with a stern look.

"You deserve us all an explanation. Now."

 Gray was about to raise his voice and question why the hell everyone was jumping on his case, before his eye caught a familiar look on the newspaper. It showed a picture, and not just any picture. It was of Gray and Juvia, walking together.

The only thing Gray could muster was an ,"Oh shit."

Gray and Juvia were seen together on their date.

Note: Last chapter: Part 5 https://adramaticbeauty.tumblr.com/post/189410081835/gruvia-band-au-part-5

Part 4 :https://adramaticbeauty.tumblr.com/post/188806970725/gruvia-band-au-part-4

Part 3: https://adramaticbeauty.tumblr.com/post/187638388485/gruvia-band-aupart-3-warning-some-of-this-might

Part 2 :https://adramaticbeauty.tumblr.com/post/187483175670/gruvia-band-au

Part 1:

https://adramaticbeauty.tumblr.com/post/187436745130/gruvia-band-au

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