#Because my heart just wish to see this over and over again so yeah...we'll see

[unreliablesnake]

König couldn't help but smile while he watched you standing in the middle of the square, looking back and forth between the screen of your phone and the nearby streets with a confused look on your gorgeous face. You were lost, he could easily see that.

It was one of those rare occasions when he was off-duty, visiting his family in Austria without having to protect his identity with the usual veil. Yes, he felt naked, almost anxious again, but he reminded himself that everything was okay. He was alone. No one was following him. No one recognized him. It was all good.

So he laughed to himself quietly before walking over to you. "Excuse me," he began, already raising his hands in defense since he knew you would freak out because of his size alone. When you gulped and locked the screen of your phone, he went on. "You seem to be lost. Can I help?"

You hesitated, but your eyes never left his face. Were you just cautious and kept an eye on him to make sure he behaved? Or was there another reason? Maybe something was on his face? When he cocked an eyebrow at you, you cleared your throat and kicked the cobblestone sidewalk.

"I have the goddamn GPS in my phone and I'm still lost," you murmured angrily with an adorable nose scrunch. "I'm looking for this address," you told him once you found the email it was in.

He took a good look at the screen, and he couldn't help but smile. "I'm going right across the street, I can show you the way if you'd like," he offered.

Nodding, you put the device back to your pocket. "That would be great, thank you."

The two of you walked in silence for a while. König had a series of questions on his mind, starting with one about your name and one about whether or not you were a local. Even he got lost sometimes after being away for too long, so he wouldn't be that surprised to find out you were living in this city.

But he remained silent, and instead of opening his mouth, he silently observed your features, taking in the details as if he was trying to remember his girlfriend's looks. But you weren't his girlfriend, although a part of him desperately wanted to ask you out before you parted at your destination.

The great Colonel König was back to his anxious self because of you. His mind was in overdrive, one moment he was just about to open his mouth, the next he wanted to run away and hide from you. It was a terrible feeling, one he didn't have to face on the battlefield. Oh, how he wished he was back there.

"You're tall. And big," you suddenly mused as you turned to him with a smile. "I'm sure a lot of people tell you that, sorry."

He couldn't help but laugh at this. "Yeah, I get that a lot. And you're cute," he added without even thinking.

You came to a sudden halt and turned to him with your hands folded behind your back. "You think I'm cute?"

Damn it. Where the hell did that filter between his mouth and brain go? "I–I... It's not... Yes," he eventually admitted guiltily.

With a laugh, you moved closer to him and playfully nudged his arm with your shoulder. "You don't look bad either. Maybe we could meet later."

"As in going on a date?" You nodded with a smile. "I'd love that."

König knew you were close to your destination, so he pulled out his phone and gave it to you. "Can I get your number to discuss the details?" he asked.

Without answering, you took the device and typed your number along with your name before giving it back to him. "Give me a call or send me a text."

He looked at the new contact and couldn't hold back a smile. "I like your name."

"Speaking of names, you never told me yours," you noted with a pout.

"It's König."

"That's all? Hmm... mysterious. I like it."

The rest of the trip passed in silence, mostly because you wanted to avoid spoilers. We'll have time to talk on our date, you said. He was okay with that. But when he stopped in front of the building where you were heading, his heart sank. He didn't want to say goodbye yet, but there was nothing he could do.

Before he could register what was happening, you stood on your toes and gently pulled down his head to place a soft kiss on his cheek. "Thanks for showing me the way," you whispered to him.

"Anytime," König told you.

#könig x reader #könig #konig #konig x reader #konig cod #cod konig #cod könig #könig cod #modern warfare #mw2 #call of duty

[fake-sturniolos]

𝐁𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐏𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭'

SYNOPSIS: A girl who falls in love with her best friend but keeps it to herself, not wanting to ruin their friendship, until one night, in a surge of emotions, she lets it slip.

WARNING: none just fluff!!

word count: 544

ʜɪɪɪ ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴍʏ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ᴏɴᴇ-ꜱʜᴏᴛ ꜱᴏ ʙᴇ ɴɪᴄᴇ!

I've had feelings for my best friend Matt for a long time. It started as a little crush, but now every time I see him with a girl, I feel crushed.

Now here I am in his room, acting like I'm not wishing I was here as more than just a friend.

We are sitting on his bed, looking at the TV in front of us as 'The Notebook' played.

"I hope one day I find someone that I can be in love with like that," Matt spoke.

and just like that there's that feeling in my chest again.

“yea me too.”

The movie ended, and I looked over at Matt who was asleep. I sighed leaning my head against the headboard

"I wish I could be the girl you fall in love with," I said, looking at him still asleep.

"I love you, Matt. I love you so much it hurts. I wish it didn't bother me when you talked to other girls or talked to me about them." Tears welled in my eyes. I got up and walked out of his room, shutting the door softly so I wouldn't wake him.

I got in my car and couldn't stop the tears from streaming down my face. So there I was sitting in his driveway crying like an idiot because I fell in love with my best friend. I pulled my knees up to my chest, wrapped my arms around them, and put my head down.

I heard my car door open, and I looked up to see Matt get in the passenger seat.

i quickly wipe my tears “sorry I was just about to leave.”

he looked at me with a sad expression “whats wrong?”

i looked down at my hands “nothing.”

“Did I do something?” he asked

“No.”

“cause if I did something I'm sorry I didn’t-”

“No Matt you didn’t” i snapped

“Its my fault for being an idiot. I fell in love with my best friend that clearly doesn’t think of me in that way” I felt tears fall down my cheek.

Matt opened his mouth to speak, but then closed it, hesitating.

"I didn't want to ruin our friendship, but I can't do this anymore. I'm tired of acting like I'm not in love with you, Matt," I continued, my voice cracking

“i love you too.”

“what?” I looked up at him

“i’m in love with you too.”

Matt reached over and grabbed my hand

“Can I please kiss you?” Matt said gently

“yes”

His hand slipped behind my neck, and he kissed me.

I placed my hand on his cheek, leaning into the kiss. I feel his tongue slide over my bottom lip.

Oh. My. God.

A shiver ran down my spine, and I could feel my heart pounding.

He pulled away, looking me in the eyes, a smile present on his lips.

“We'll talk tomorrow, yeah?" Matt says.

I nod, still in shock. He smiles and hops out of the car. i watch as he walks back inside, the echo of his words lingering in the air. With a heavy sigh, I lean back against the seat, the weight of our interaction settling in my chest, tethering me to the uncertainty of what tomorrow may bring.

ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴋᴇᴅ ɪᴛ! ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ɪᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ꜱʜᴏʀᴛ ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴇʟꜱᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴀᴅᴅ.

ʟᴏᴠᴇ, ʟᴀᴜɴᴀ

#matt sturniolo #chris sturniolo #nick sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #christopher sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #sturniolo #sturniolo smut #sturniolo x reader #Spotify

[sinning-23]

Twice the Fun (Zoro x Reader x Sanji)

Because i need them both in a way that is concern to feminism and they could literally do whatever they wanted to me (respectfully) ahem. This ones for my sick, freak, nasty, touch-starved bitches It's really just prn with A LITTLE plot yall and a little more attention to detail.

18+ DUH?!

Warnings: Tagteam, creampie, gagging, choking, biting, scratching, p in v, unprotected, degradation, teasing, praising, spanking, double penetration (holy shit this is a lot even for me lol)

Hope yall enjoy (smut is a bit of a specialty of mine)

PART 2 HERE

Ps. PLEASE EXCUSE ANY SPELLING ERRORS!

What were you truly meant to do? Turn down the pair to try and make yourself look like less of a slut than you really were? Well, slut was kind of harsh. We'll say, more sexually inclined.

Yeah, that sounds classier.

Anyway, when Sanji and Zoro approached you in a more physical than verbal way, you couldn't decide whether or not you should say no to try and keep up an image they already saw past, or simply let them Eiffel Tower you. How the hell did you end up in this predicament in the first place???

___3 days ago___

You sigh, rubbing the sleep from your eyes as you nudge the man beside you. You didn't quite care if he woke up or not, you'd just go to your other 'friends' room to fulfill your insatiable need for dick...and love and affection...but of course, Sanji didn't know that...and neither did Zoro and hell you'd like to keep it that way.

Perfectly balanced...sorta. Part of you feels bad though, you do love him...and Zoro too but damn it you just had to have them both. And with the way that two bicker and act like they can't stand each other, there was a fat chance you'd get your wish.

You nudge Sanji again, pressing soft kisses to his temple, and brushing his hair out of his face. He stirs, eyes slightly opening to reveal a set of lovely blues.

"Good morning. Pussy put you to sleep?" You tease, seeing him smile in recollection of the events of the night prior.

"Its not nice to tease." He groans, sitting up on his elbows and forearms to kiss your lips.

Its sweet, your heart stuttering with guilt. You know he loves you but this whole thing was supposed to be no strings attached. You pull away, noticing a brief hurt behind those eyes you just stared so lustfully into hours ago.

"Hurry up, youve got breakfast to make and I'm pretty sure someones getting a bit suspicious. You chuckle, pointing to the alarm clock.

He swears, shuffling a bit faster to find his briefs, dress pants, and shirt in a hurry. He doesnt forget to kis your temple before he leaves though.

"Come to my room again tonight, yeah?" He asks, and you nod. How could you not?

When you're sure he's long gone, you hide your face in your palms, groaning deeply before gazing into the mirror. Shit...he marked you up worse than before. You roll your eyes, that funny butterfly feeling filling up your stomach again. Damn him for making you love him. This wasn't the first time you'd have to cover up hickeys and it wouldn't be the last.

Your shoes echo down the hall a bit as you pass zoro's room now, curiosity getting the best of you. You crack the door open and there he is, pulling on that same old tan shirt over that damn gorgeous body.

"Good morning." You hum, slipping in and closing the door behind you.

He doesn't respond back, only nods in your direction. Zoro was more...blunt with these things. He thought he'd almost gotten perfect at hiding how he was feeling from you, but you had already clawed your way up and over the walls he put up. Essentially you could see right through him.

Before he can protest about you not knocking, you've got your arms around him in a hug, one he definitely needed seeing as he missed your touch far more than he would admit out loud. In his head, you were his girl. All his. He knew it wasn't true, this...whatever this was, being nothing more than a beneficial friendship. You weren't really his and it tore him up inside. He knows he loves you, but damn it if he admits it.

"Missed me? I see that look in your eyes Roro." You tease, knowing the nick name bothers him in th best way.

"I wish you would quit calling me that." He responds, letting his arms wrap around you to return the embrace, his chin resting atop your head. He needed you bad.

"Coming here tonight? Or do I have to drag you from your quarters to mine?" He smirks, making you laugh and bury your face in his chest. Gods he loved your laugh.

"How could I not?" You respond, swallowing a bit hard, knowing you were wrong for that.

Double booking a dick appointment was a big NO-NO. This leaves too much opportunity for one to find out about the other. But in hindsight, would that really be so bad? You wanted and loved them both, and being sneaky was starting to weigh on your conscience despite not being in an actual relationship with either of them.

"You alright?" He asks, cupping your face with his free hand. You drank up moments like these, it was truly a privilege to see the softer side of Zoro.

You nod, kissing him quick before making your leave.

The rest of the crew is already up and working on odds and ins of the ship. You managed your end of the chores, first mopping, then tying knots, and lastly laundry. You chatted with Nami, hoping a village is coming up soon but no luck.

Damn, the day had really gotten away from you. The sun was already setting and your heart sank to the pit of your goddamn stomach. It's sunset...which means night is right around the corner...

Oh fuck.

You scramble off the front deck and head straight to your quarters, skillfully dodging both Sanji and Zoro, who you had managed to have run into each other instead of you. Bad idea, because if you knew anything about Sanji, it's that he had a funny way of letting things slip rather sneakily. And if you knew anything about Zoro, its that he would easily catch a slick comment, and match it.

You lock your door, pacing back and forth in hopes of coming up with a plan. The truth? Yeah maybe tell the truth! You swallow your pride, taking a deep breath, only to head a kock at your door. Oh god. Your hands tremble, that sickly nervous feeling seeping into your pores. Its hot in here.

"Hey honey, um, how about we reschedule to tomorrow?" Sanji hums, something...off in his tone.

You pull the door open, that same facade over your face. You swallow, nodding at him in response.

"I see. I mean yeah we can. Something come up?" You ask, eyes shifting all over. You can bring yourself to keep direct contact with him and damn he can tell. You could've sworn that you saw someone turn the corner...was that Zoro. Nevermind that. Apparently, Sanji had said something to you but you hadn't heard it you were panicking so damn much.

"Uhh sure. You okay?" He questions, more smug than anything. He knows...

__2 days ago___

It was far too quiet for your liking. Sanji seemed to avoid you...and so did Zoro. Well, not really avoid you. In all honestly you were paranoid and reading into everything. You had FABULOUS intuition so when the energy was out of wack it went straight to your head.

They know. They have to. There's no way they don't. The two of them had gotten a lot bolder you noticed. It was all so clear to you. They were...competing almost. Zoro would leave his hand on your hip, and Sanji would roll his eyes. Sanji would pull your hair up into a ponytail to keep it out of your face when you were cleaning? Zoro would scoff and move on.

Okay, so they definitely knew. Now they were playing the "She likes me more game." That was the least of your concerns. If anything you were drinking up the attention. What you really wanted to know, was how they had found out about each other...the ship is small so that doesn't help the situation.

Today, you managed to find yourself in the kitchen while both your blonde and green-headed sneaky links were ALSO in the vicinity. You swallow hard, bidding them a good day whilst making your way to the fridge, which Sanji usually keeps locked up otherwise Luffy would get in it.

"Sanji, um, the key please." You ask, clearing your throat as the two seemed to watch your every move.

He smiles, stepping beside you, his hand trailing from your waist to the curve of your ass. He's grinning the whole time, his eyes cutting to Zoro before squatting down, using your leg as a means to steady himself to retrieve the well-hidden, key. His fingers dance over your thighs and inwards, just barely brushing over the crotch of your shorts. You yelp, tensing when Zoro gives a slight 'tch'

Sanji stands, plopping the piece of metal in your hand before returning to the stove from whence he came.

"Thanks." You rasp, fianlly feeling a pinh at ease before oepenign the fridge.

Too bad the peace only lasted for two seconds, becuse right when you had cracked it open, Zoro was already behind you, reaching for his desnated bottle of alcohol, his hand right at your waist, just where Sanji's had been.

Instead of squatting however, down to more or less 'politely' show ownership of you, Zoro opts to wind his hand back as far as possible.

SMACK

You yelp louder, steadying yourself agaisn the fridge as you moan at the sting. There was no doubt there was a bit of a mark again toyu melenated skin now. Zoro only grins, all too smug at Sanji's enraged expression.

"Thats it. You just have no sense of respect do you." Sanji argues, Zoro standing a bit taller now.

If you hadn't been squeezed between the two now, they'd surely be chest to chest. Your body is beginning to betray you, heat flooding your face and between your thighs. This wasn't about them. This was about you and who you liked more...They each wanted your attention. Rightfully so, I mean not only were you a sweetheart with a smart mouth but that mouth could do a lot more than just talk shit. And either one of them would be happy to accept death between your thighs.

"If you knew anythign at all, youd kne she likes a little desrespect." Zoro shoots back, your eyes widening.

"If you knew anything you'd know she likes being treated like a princess." Sanji scoffs.

"Lets not talk about me like im not here-"

You're cut off when they shoot that same look your way. A look you'd seen one to many times, bent over, facing a conveniently placed mirror...or wit your back against the matress, one of them over you while your legs cramp up from being so close to your chest.

Damn fr two guys who seemingly didn't 'get alog' they sure had a lot in common.

In the heat fo the argument, you slide pst the pair and out of the kitchen. Unfortunetly for you, a head of orage just happened to be outside and heard part of the last three statements.

"I dont even want to knw what or how you're gonna get out of this. Youll figure it out." Nami half encourages as you groan.

Is that what good pussy did to a mf? Start wars?! It blew your mind but you had less than a few seconds process to the situation. Before you could even realize what was happening, Zoro exited the kitchen and scope you up. And right behim him was a very serious, looking Sanji....

oh you’re so screwed.

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Authors note: HI YALLL ok so this one’s been sitting in the drafts for literally I wanna say a half a year now lmao uhhhhh let me know if you’d like to be tagged for pt.2 that’s where all the HOT SHIT HAPPENS! Anyway love you all! Drink water lol

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[benkeibear]

☰ 𝐏𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐩

⧫ Characters: various jjk characters

꒰ ͜͡➸ Breaking up with them

⧫ Reader: genderneutral

⧫ Summary: what happens after the breakup? Will you get back together or are they a part of your past?

⧫ WARNINGS: Mentions of breaking up, sadness

⧫ A/n: don’t want to miss a post? Sign up for my Taglist in my Navi! | Request by Anon | Based on various songs

They were missing you terribly, not having thought that silence could be this deafening. Every time they wanted to reach out they stopped themselves, trying to convince themselves that you’re better off without them but never in their wildest dreams did they think you would be dating someone new already - until they saw you in someone else’s arms - happy.

„I saw you in another's arms, only a month we've been apart - You look happier. Saw you walk inside a bar, He said somethin' to make you laugh. I saw that both your smiles were twice as wide as ours- Yeah, you look happier, you do“

➸ Nobara Kugisaki, Maki Zenin, Toge Inumaki, Hiromi Higuruma, Momo Nishimiya

Breaking up was a huge mistake, no matter the reason. You and them… it has always been like that, you two against the rest of the world. You were their partner in crime and they were hell bent on fixing things with you, no matter what it costs them. The only issue was convincing you that they have changed and that they’re truly sorry, hoping on a second chance with you.

„Come on let me hold you, touch you, feel you, always. Kiss you, taste you all night, always. And I'll miss your laugh, your smile. I'll admit I'm wrong if you'd tell me. I'm so sick of fights, I hate them. Let's start this again, for real - So here I am, I'm trying. So here I am, are you ready?“

➸ Aoi Todo, Yuji Itadori, Yuta Okkotsu, Mai Zenin

As much as the initial break up hurt, you were better off without them. Crying yourself to sleep became less over the weeks and months you didn’t see them, not even wasting a single thought on them anymore. You dyed your hair, changed yourself to someone you always wanted to be and went out again, having the time of your life. They knew how happy you were and it killed them on the inside because by the time you were over them and happy, they started to doubt if leaving was a good idea.

„This is a shout out to my ex, you're really quite the man - You made my heart break and that made me who I am. Here's to my ex, hey, look at me now. Well, I, I'm all the way up, I swear you'll never bring me down“

➸ Megumi Fushiguro, Toji Fushiguro, Noritoshi Kamo, Sukuna, Mahito

No matter how short or long your relationship was, they made you feel like no one else managed to. The time spent with them was too short and it was over in the blink of an eye - or at least that’s what it felt like. Even months later you found yourself mourning what you had with them, unable to get over them. Nights were spent hugging the plushie they gifted to you at one point, wishing you could hold them one more night.

„I could follow you to the beginning, just to relive the start. And maybe then we'll remember to slow down at all of our favorite parts - cause all I wanted was you“

➸ Kento Nanami, Kasumi Miwa, Choso, Suguru Geto, Satoru Gojo

Networks: @tokyometronetwork

#jjk x reader #jjk angst #jjk fluff #yuji x reader #yuta x reader #megumi x reader #toji x reader #geto x reader #gojo x reader #nanami x reader #sukuna x reader #mahito x reader #maki x reader #Yuji angst #Megumi angst #gojo angst #Toji angst #Nanami angst #Geto angst #Sukuna angst

[mrsrileywrites]

Oh well, it seems like my brain was feeling functional today...

Here's part two of this Simon Riley x pregnant reader ask

Enjoy everyone and as always any and all sorts of interaction is highly appreciated 🫶

Side note: I'm still new here so I don't know how to add links and be like "this" and you press the word and boom there's the link, also I do all this from my phone so bare with my millennial old ass 😅

1001 words

"Explain what?" He shouts turning around and walking towards you again, your hands fly to your belly instinctively, protective. You lower your head, eyes glued to the floor, ashamed.

Simon sees your reaction, the fear on your eyes, and he steps back taking a minute to collect himself, to come to terms with this discovery, he runs his hand over his face and hair.

"I'm sorry Si, I was-" you speak softly, your tone apologetic but he cuts you off, "You are not, I didn't want this, you knew damn well I didn't want this" he shouts again and you shrink yourself wanting to crawl out of your skin and not deal with this, not right now at least, your shoulders slump like a child being scolded. "Why didn't you tell me? You had plenty of chances."

"I didn't know how" you pout looking up at him searching his eyes for reassurance that everything would be okay but he is relentless, you see the rage and something else in his eyes, something you can't quite identify. "You didn't know how? Are you fucking kidding me right now? How about, uh oh by the way you are going to be a dad?" He sighs pacing back and forth like an encaged animal.

"I was afraid" you blink away the tears that have been threatening to spill since he walked through the door, your heart is beating so fast you think you may pass out any second. And he sees you, the fear, the vulnerability, the uncertainty and it hits him like a train, you are afraid too and you've been dealing with this for the past two months on your own, he stands in front of you.

"Afraid of what? Of me?" His voice is much softer now and he moves a strand of hair behind your ear, his calloused fingers lingering on your cheek and you nod speaking softly like you always do, because you are nothing like him, you are sweet and soft around the edges "of your reaction, of loosing you, but I get it now... you don't have to do this, it's okay really... I can manage on my own".

His hands cup your face and your fingers curl around his wrists, the look on your face pulls at the strings of his heart and he knows he would never be able to leave you even if he tried, even if that meant to face his biggest fears and become a father, the father he wish he had. "You'll never lose me love, you're stuck with me... We'll do this together, yeah?"

"Mhm" you agree and bury your face on his chest letting the tears run free, Simon rubs soothing circles on your back and apologizes over and over, he said he didn't mean to yell, he wasn't mad he was just shocked and scared shitless and you apologize too.

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From that on Simon was really involved in your pregnancy as much as he could, he even talked to Price and he agreed to send him on not-so-dangerous and not-so-long missions, he even got to do all of his paperwork in his little office at home and go with you to all your doctors appointments, he was holding your hand when he saw the baby for the first time, black and white blob staring at him through the screen, he asked the nurse if he could have one of the ultrasound pictures to show the lads back at base and she give him a bunch, he chose his favorite and put it in his wallet, he tried, in vain, to hide his tears the first time he heard the baby's heartbeat, he didn't complained when he noticed his favorite ice cream running out a lot faster while yours remained untouched, you blamed it on the pregnancy cravings.

 

He held your hair and rubbed soothing circles on your back every morning while you hugged the toilet bowl emptying your stomach courtesy of the morning sickness and he reassured you every time you felt too overly conscious of the changes in your body, he rubbed lotion on your belly and spoke to the bump every night after you showered and got ready for bed, he cried his eyes out the first time he felt the baby kick while he laid on the couch with his head on your lap and you ran your fingers through his hair.

One night you both laid in bed, in the moon lite bedroom, you were at the 36 weeks mark and your doctor had told you the baby could be born any time now. You and Simon (Simon more than you) had put the nursery together while you boss him around. Simon laid behind you, his burly arms wrapped around you while his hand rubbed different shapes on your belly, he gasped every time the baby kicked.

"I'm scared" you mumbled so low you thought he didn't hear you. "Scared of what, love?" he spoke in a drowsy tone his mouth against your neck.

"Giving birth..." He chuckled and you smacked his hand. "You can't escape that part, baby, can you?".

"I know, I just... You are so big and the baby is big for his gestational age too... I don't know if I'll be able to do this" you sighed. "It's too late to think about that now baby" he chuckled again and you smacked his hand again.

"Simon, this is serious" you scolded him and he squeezed you a little tighter, his voice a low murmur against your neck. "I know it is, but you got this... You've come this far and you've been so brave you are going to be just fine, plus I'll be right next to you... and they'll give you something for the pain, I'll make sure you are as comfortable as possible, yeah?".

"Yeah" you agreed sinking further into his warm embrace and you knew no matter how scary it could be Simon would always be there being your biggest supporter and a great father.

@zlunia

#simon ghost riley #cod mw2 #ghost cod #simon riley #simon riley x reader #simon ghost x reader #simon riley x pregnant reader #mrsrileywrites

[dragonrider9905]

Celebrating You!

Hi guys! I’ve been on here for a bit now and while I never had a follower goal, I do appreciate you guys who have decided to follow me! So now I’d like to celebrate you!

In light of TBB ending, and how much we'll be missing the boys, I thought this was as good as a time as ever!

Here’s the idea! I’m opening a prompt request for the dates of April 5th through May 5th, 2024 (you may start submitting now though!) and choose from the prompts below! You can choose one from each category, or just one category. It’s ok if it is just the prompt or the prompt and a brief idea. If you have a fun idea or prompt not listed, please share!

Rules: I only write SFW. I typically write for clones; I reserve the right to refuse requests which make me uncomfortable for whatever reason. I have had a few requests in the past that really unsettled me for various reasons. Or if I don't know the character. I'd hate to try to write something then upset the person because it is so ooc that it's cringy. (But if I said I would write your request and haven't yet, I just honestly haven't gotten to it :D I like to do well on the stories you guys entrust to me so it does take me a bit :D)

This is supposed to be fun so lets keep it fun!

You may submit as many requests as you'd like! The more the merrier!

Characters: Star Wars Clone Wars or The Bad Batch (as long as I know them. I know a lot of clones but alas, not all.)

Story genre:

Classic SW! (Pick an era if they exist in more than one if you wish)

AU of choice (modern, western, pirate, mermaid, time traveling, etc if I’m unfamiliar with the genre, I may have to change it or request more details)

Dialogue Prompts:

“Don’t go where I can’t follow.”

“If we’re going to do this we’ll need—“ “A plan?” “No! Code names! Cool ones!”

“I don’t need to be anything to you. I just want my life to mean more to you than my death.”

“You are playing a dangerous game without even a glimpse of the rule book.”

“I’ve never been terrified of death, til he set his sights on you.”

“What the hell are you doing here?” “Yeah, you’re not allowed to ask that in this situation.”

“Where’s your shoe?” “The giant mud puddle in the road demanded a sacrifice.”

“Love at first sight doesn’t exist.” “Then how else do I describe the feeling I got when I first saw you?” “You…love me?” “Apparently not, according to you.”

“A fate worse than death….” “They’re burnt cupcakes.”

“White paint has more color than your face.”

“Why is there a dragon in my fridge?” “It was hot.”

“Touch **, and you’re dead.”

“I am the law.”

“Do that again and I’ll throw you out the window. Wait, what are you doing?” “Checking how high the drop is; seeing if it’s worth it.”

“I’d rather have you hate me than loose you entirely.”

“I have a mission but don’t know what it is.” “Well that sounds incredibly counterproductive.”

“I would like to join you in acknowledging the difficulties in your life.” “You are the worst at this comforting thing.”

“I don’t know if you’re aware of this but I’m quite petite.” “Really? I had no idea in our twelve years of friendship that you’re shorter than I am.”

“But what is power?” “Loyalty.”

“Don’t you sign to me in that tone.”

“I’m with him/her for better or worse.” “It’ll probably be worse.” “I knew that the day I met him/her.”

"I'm sorry I tried to kill you." "It's fine, but next time you should try harder."

"C'mon, like I need an excuse to spend time with you."

"You're not as bad as everyone says you are."

"The only one who gets to kill you is me."

“blood loss”? well it’s not lost. I know exactly where it went. right over there.”

“How the mighty have fallen!” “It’s a dropped chocolate bar, stop being dramatic.”

“Shit, we’re gonna die” “Now I don’t want to hear that negative attitude, look on the bright side!” “Yay! We’re gonna die! Woo!”

“How do you do it?” “How do I do what?” “Pretend you are ok.” “I’m not pretending.” “Yes, you are. Every single day and it breaks my heart.”

“Hey, so I know things are pretty f**** shitty right now but I need you to breathe for me.” “Wha-wh-wh-” “You’re having a panic attack. It’s gonna be ok. Just breathe with me.”

“Please, my arms—I can’t wipe my tears, don’t let them see!”

"Smiles are contagious!" "Don't worry, I'm vaccinated."

"I don't want to get involved, it's too risky." "Please do it for me, you're the only one I can turn to." "It's not worth it. You really want to lose everything? 'cause I don't."

"Do you ever think of anyone other than yourself?" "No"---a long pause---"actually yes, at Christmas time"

"There is a reason I go through that door first, It's to make sure everyone else walks back out"

“I can’t leave you here!” “You can and you will.”

"OH! Are you alright? Are you alright?" "Apart from being trapped under here, and maybe suffering from broken bones and embarrassment beyond what I am capable of handling. . . I'm dandy, why do you ask?"

Oh no, are you alright? You're covered in blood!" "Yes, it's yours, Now will you please let me take you to the hospital?"

"What did love ever do anything for anyone anyway?"

"What the hell were you even thinking?!" "You told me not to think!"

"With love comes loss, that's part of the deal. Sometimes it hurts, but in the end, it was all worth it. There's no greater gift than love."

“'Temporary stitches' all stitches are temporary if you have a pair of scissors and aren’t a coward" "What do you....that better not mean what I think you mean......" "Am I just talking about sewing stitches or sutures too? Maaayyybe?" "NO! Absolutely not!"

"I made the calculations, and boy am I bad at math."

"It'll be over soon, I promise."

"Working together again, just like old times." "Well, not just like old times."

"I am many things but not your enemy."

Action Prompts:

Forehead kisses

Palm/hand kisses

Dramatic rain scene

Touching foreheads

Jealousy

Dancing

Last stand

Christmas/Life Day celebration

mistletoe

Accidental hand touch

First date

First kiss

Spending time with the family

Bad day cheering up scheme

Pranks

Going to a pet shop

Going to the movies

Always go after the girl

soft spoken person has loud, unnerving scream.

Lullabies

Nightmares

injury

amnesia

pretend/mistaken to be married/in a relationship

cooking

#the bad batch #tbb hunter #tbb tech #tbb wrecker #tbb crosshair #tbb echo #tbb omega #star wars the bad batch #star wars #the bad batch season 2 #the bad batch au #star wars rebels #star wars the clone wars #star wars fanfic #star wars fanfiction #captain rex #commander fox #commander cody #clone troopers #the clone wars #dragonrider9905's 100 follower celebration #dragonrider9905 follower celebration #dragonrider9905 writing challenge #celebrating you #captain howzer #tbb howzer #clone trooper howzer #clone x reader

[uninformedartist]

My Final Post Regarding Velvette As a Character

And I must say it ends on a good note :) sort of.

Original twitter thread: https://twitter.com/OhTheSunnySide/status/1643798183674249216?t=ta0YMJ4NpmkticJXIuqqZQ&s=19

Oh the sunny side gave a wonder critique on hairstyles of ethnic characters on two upcoming indi animations, Far fetched and Pen pals forever. The critique came from a black person and was a sound and valid critique. The response from Ashley and Marie exemplifies how a creator especially one who is making or trying to make an independent animated series should respond to critique especially from ethnic voices.

Just look at these responses from both creators, so beautiful to see like this warmed my heart to see how Ashley and Marie took the critique. Marie said they will better even going as far as hiring the right people and Ashley stating that she'll revisit Piper's design in the final series. But sigh enough about this absolutely positive critique and creator response this is what should have happened with Velvette. Over so many years ethnic voices have critiqued Velvette's design in it lacking all ethnic features yet Viv wants to push she's a black woman. She was even hostile to an artist who redesigned Velvette from the leaked character sheets and said the person whitewashed Velvette in the redesign but she's bloody grey ashy toned in her original design like I cannot what. Anyhow her design still could've improved in the final series and...

Yeah nope. My point in all of this is listen to ethnic voices especially if you're an independent project because that is truly where you can make representation shine. Viv prides herself on starting Hazbin as an independent animated project and time and time again got wonderful criticism to better her especially ethnic characters like Vaggie, Val, Alastor, Niffty, Velvette and the list can go on. But she didn't she took all criticism from these voices as an attack on her and basically said "stuff your critique and wanting to see better more accurate representation my designs are perfect and need no changes". And I know Viv is half Salvadorian but that doesn't negate from the fact her ethnic characters are badly designed, Marie is Chinese but took that criticism with care and would better because she is not part of that ethnic group of one of her characters and is making a show that highlights representation so they will better the character's design, just beautiful to see. Viv as we all know doesn't take criticism well I get it but to shut out ethnic voices on designs you could've changed on so many occasions (basically over 10 years really since she had these characters for so long) is deeply insulting and heartbreaking. And that old excuse on "its just her artstyle" is bull its not even valid for a number of logical reasons if your artstyle cannot be pushed to incorporate ethnic features, I don't need to go into how bad that is.

In closing, listen to ethnic voices especially if you're making independent animated projects, animation on its own is unique medium to show representation without restrictions, its an open playing field you literally design the character you can do justice to representation. And if you're designing a character out of your ethnic group reach out, heck sometimes we make mistakes designing characters from our own ethnic group, ahm Vaggie. And lastly being independent you can get a lot more viewer feedback and engagement and that can be the most helpful. Marie and Ashley I hope live up to their word as I'm exited on both their series, wish Viv did the same but oh well we'll just be repeating ourselves, same old story thats set in stone hmm.

Edit: sorry if I used the wrong phrases or words, my English is on holiday now haha

#vivziepop critical #helluva boss critical #hazbin hotel critique #spindlehorse critical #Listen to ethnic voices #vivziepop criticism

[fandomtherapy44]

Dean x reader So American One-shot

Summary: A vague plot based off this incredible song and my love for Dean Winchester

Paring: Dean Winchester x reader

Word count: 2,011

Song: So American-Oliva Rodrigo

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Drivin' on the right-side road

He says I'm pretty wearin' his clothes

And he's got hands that make Hell seem cold

Feet on the dashboard, he's like a poem I wish I wrote

I wish I wrote

Dean Winchester the guy that stole my heart and shattered my heart in the span of three months. It was my last year of high school. In the last stretch I was the top of my class. Going to Harvard, I never went out of line, always on time for curfew. My parents expected me to be perfect. So I never went out with friends or party’s I was asked out but the answer was always no. My whole goal was to get there and to continue to be perfect but then I met him.

It was the last three months of school. A normal school day with me focused on my work and my teacher announcing that we were getting a new student. All of my classmates were talking about who would join a school in the last three months. Then everyone went quiet when he walked in I wondered why so l looked up and it was the most handsome guy I had ever seen. “Uh hey my name is Dean Winchester and I'm looking forward to all the party’s for the end of senior year!” He fist bumped the air and everyone whopped and clapped in agreement but me. “Dean, why don’t you take a seat next to Y/n.” Damnit. He walks over to me with an egoist bob of his head. “Hey I’m Dean.” He held out his hand with a smirk. “I know.” “Well miss Knowitall what’s your name.” “Look dude can you leave me alone and focus on your work.” “Gesse I was just trying to be friendly.” 

Couple weeks had passed and Dean did not stop try to talk to me which got really annoying. “Hey Y/n you going to the football party this weekend?” “No” “Why?” “Because Dean I have to work on the Graduation speech.”  “Ooh you're the valedictorian smart and pretty.” I was a little too flabbergasted to respond so I just kept working as I always did.

The bell rang and I got up quickly to not have to look at Dean but my teacher had other plans. “Y/n just one minute You too Dean.” Why me!? “Yes Mr.Baker” Dean and I were now at the front. “Dean these last few weeks your grades have not been the greatest.” “Mr. Baker, what's the big deal? It's almost the end of the year.” “That’s exactly the problem Mr.Winchester if you do not pass the next test you won’t graduate.” Damn that sucks but why am I here. “Seriously!?” “Yes Seriously but I think a tutor would really help you.” Oh no no no. “That’s why I have Miss L/n here.” NO “If she is willing to take you on I think you can pass she’s top of the class.” Both of them look at me in questioning. I looked at Dean’s face and for some reason I did something I never thought I would I said yes.

That was over ten years ago I went to college and continued to be perfect but I never forgot that Damn handsome Dean Winchester. I got my dream job at the top too. I never really dated after Dean. I couldn't, I couldn't give my heart again. 

And he says I'm so American

Oh God, I'm gonna marry him

If he keeps this shit up

I might just be in lo-lo-, lo-lo-, lo-lo-, lo-lo-lo-lo-lo

“Thank you for doing this.” We were at the coffee shop early in the morning before school. “Yeah sure but you have to be committed, that means no party’s no girls…” “Hey I am going to be Mr.School I might even go above you.” “Okay Mr.school when you get more than a c then we'll talk.” I tapped his book. “Damn ok so Miss scholar has jokes.” He gave me his smile and that was the first time that my heart quicked a little bit. 

I was getting drinks with friends. The music was loud and lights blinding but I could still see him through all of that. I was sure it was him even though we were both eighteen when we last saw each other. That golden brown hair the green in his eyes looked like the sun mixed together with the tops of pine trees. The freckles dusted over his face like glitter. It didn’t matter if it had been ten years since I had seen him, I memorized every detail of him. He was chatting up some beautiful blonde woman and it was like I was back in highschool before he and I got together. 

I gave my friends an excuse that I had to work early the next morning and got up at a quick pace and shuffled my bag over my arm and I practically ran to the exit. When I entered the dance floor there were so many people that I couldn't see my footing and I tripped over my own foot. But luckily someone caught me. 

I was pacing back and forth in the hallway sweat running down my forehead looking at the clock every minute. The door opened very slowly and Dean walked out with head hung low. “Oh Dean, maybe I can talk to the teacher for you and you can retake it.” He holds up his head and brings a smile on his face. “No need cause I passed!” I paused for a second and I hit his shoulder. “Dean Wincheseter! Don’t you ever do that again!” He was laughing at my fake hits now. “OKAY okay I won’t teach now let’s go celebrate me gradienting highschool.”

I start to follow him and then think about how it’s almost eight. “Wait Dean, it's almost eight and I have curfew.” “Come on Y/n this is a big accomplishment on both of us. And you deserve it more than any of us.” He was right, I had worked my ass off. I deserve this. “Okay well if I'm going to break a rule then we are going to do it right.” “Great what’d you have in mind?”

We were on this cliff that overlooked the city that I found when I was a freshman and that was probably the last time that I was here. I looked over to Dean biting into his burger and the juice dripping down his lips and I couldn't stop thinking about… “Y/n y/n?” Dean was waving his hand in front of me. “Huh sorry.” “So how does it feel to break a rule miss perfect?” I sipped my drink to really think about his question.

“I haven't been here in years because I wanted to put my all in school work so my parents could know that their sacrifices meant something. I haven't had a damn burger in so long so I could only eat “brain food” my parents would say. I haven't breathed in the night cold air in the fear that I would get a cold. So to answer your question Dean it feels fucking amazing.” I grabbed my burger and took a huge bite. Dean looked a little shocked at that but happy too.

“Well it looks like we both taught something to each other. I’m glad I can leave you like this.” “Leave? You're leaving?” “Yeah my brother and I only went to school here while our Dad was doing … work.” “So this is kind of also a send off for me and I couldn't imagine spending it with anyone else. I just wanted to thank you for helping me.” “It was nothing really.” “No Y/n you are the first person who’s looked at me and saw more.” “Well you saw more then miss perfect.” “As I said before smart and beautiful.” At this point we had gotten closer on top of the old chevy impala and he leaned in and kissed me.

I apologize if it's a little too much, just a little too soon

But if the conversation ever were to come up

I don't wanna assume this stuff

But ain't it wrong?

I think I'm in love

I looked up and it was a very tall handsome man with shaggy brown hair. If a moose had a human from this would be him. “Are you okay?” I stopped to shake my head. “Yeah I’m fine thank you.” “Here, why don’t you sit down.” He brought me over to the bar. “Hey can I please get some water for…?” He looked at me for my name. “Y/n.” “Here you go.” “Thanks.” “No problem.” I glugged down my water. “Oh I didn't even get your name.” “It’s-” “Sam!” A voice called out from behind him. I looked up and nearly choked it.was.DEAN. I got up quickly and spilled the water all over me but that didn't matter. “Ah thank you but I got to go!” I got up and ran out. Dean came up to Sam. “Who was that huh Sammy?” Dean raised his eyebrows up and down. “No, just some girl needed help.” “What was her name?” “Y/n” “Y/n? Huh”

It was the next morning and the whole night my head was filled with sweet fluffy dreams of him and that's how I knew I woke up because it's not reality. I went to my regular coffee shop. It was the same one from those years ago. I turned with my drink in my hand and I collided with a hard chest. “AHH Im so sorry.” I grabbed napkins and started to wipe and I looked up and it was the man I had been trying to avoid. “Y/n?” “Dean Hi” I wanted the earth to swallow me. “How are you doing?’” “Good look Dean I got to-” “Go work of course well if you want to catch up I'll be in our spot tonight.” Dean walks out. And I'm left to wonder what to do.

I drove to the spot it was still abandoned as the last time we left it and just as breathtaking. I got out of my car and I saw that old chevy Impala and Dean standing there. I breath in deeply to prepare myself. “Hey.” “Hi.” “So how’s life?” He asked me. “Uh good you?” “I wish I had the same answer.” He leaned against the Impala. “That bad huh.” “You have no Idea.” “And I'm guessing you went through college being the badass you are.” He always made me laugh. “Badass I don’t know about that but yeah college you?” “Yeah, college was never really for me. I went into my dad’s business.” “Well, whatever makes you happy, but college is missing out on one of the smartest people I've ever met.” He laughs.

“Wow, that coming from miss.Scholar is huge.” “Oh, shut up.” I pushed on his shoulder. “Look I'm really sorry how we left things.” “It's okay Dean you to go.” “No, it's not I regret it every day.” “We were kids we couldn't control our situation.” “Still.” “Well, were adults now so how do you feel now after seeing each other again.” I said standing closer to him like all those years ago. “I feel like I should have held the girl tighter who changed my life closer.” “And I feel like I should have held the boy closer.” At this point we were right up against each other. And I did something I thought I never would do again. I kissed him. 

And he laughs at all my jokes

And he says I'm so American

Oh God, it's just not fair of him

To make me feel this much

I'd go anywhere he goes

And he says I'm so American

Oh God, I'm gonna marry him

If he keeps this shit up

I might just be in lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love

#dean winchester #supernatural #team free will #sam winchester #dean winchester x reader #dean winchester supernatural #dean x reader #olivia rodrigo #oliva rodrigo #guts olivia rodrigo #guts olivia rodrigo album #Olivia Rodrigo so american #Spotify

[huggybug]

it's so hard to say goodbye - luke hughes

word count: 1.1k words

note: not sure how i feel about this but it’s too upsetting to keep trying to rewrite it. obviously, lyrics from i'll always remember you by hannah montana

The game ended, Michigan's season is over, some of the guys will never play another college hockey game again, and Luke's signing his contract to join the NHL. What a fucking night.

I always knew this day would come We'd be standing one by one With our future in our hands So many dreams, so many plans

"Flight's at 9" Luke said quietly, his arm tightening around your waist, pulling you impossibly closer to him.

"You wanna go to your room?" After the game, the guys gathered in Mackie and Dylan's room and slowly had been retreating back to their own rooms for the night, saving their goodbyes for the morning. It was just the sophomores now and you could tell Luke didn't want to leave but it was getting pretty late and he had a big day tomorrow.

"I... yeah we should" Luke hesitated but you nodded, sending Mackie a look which he understood immediately.

"We should all get to bed, early morning tomorrow" Looking around, the boys all had sad smiles on their faces and your heart broke for them all. They were all best friends, they came into this together and now Luke's the only one leaving, breaking up the group forever.

"We'll see you in the morning?" Dylan asked Luke and you could feel your boyfriend tense beside you.

"Yeah, I'll stop by before..." Luke trailed off but everyone knew what he meant. Mark and Eddy patted him on the shoulder as they passed by on their way out and after a quick goodnight to Mackie and Dylan, you and Luke were on your way out as well.

It was a silent walk back to his room, you had your own down the hall but there was no way Luke was letting go of you for the night. He let you into his room first, following close behind and letting the door fall closed as he crawled right into bed with you, laying as close as possible.

"I don't want to go" He said it so quietly you almost couldn't hear him.

"Luke..."

"No, Y/n seriously how am I supposed to wake up tomorrow and say goodbye to my best friends? How do I walk away from Michigan? I'm losing everything I love" You felt his breathing accelerate and you knew that he was getting himself worked up but you didn't know how to stop it, you could only say so much.

"You're not losing anything Luke, you're gaining so much. I'm not going anywhere and I know the boys aren't either. I know its hard right now but just think about all the great guys in Jersey, Jack's gonna make sure they're all nice to you, you're going to be okay Lukey"

"College was just the step before the NHL, it didn't seem like that big of a deal. I never thought it would be so hard to walk away from. I should be used to it by now though, it's what we do. Hockey's business" His voice sounded so broken and you wished you could do something to help.

"Just because you've done it before doesn't mean its going to be easy" You say gently. The room was quiet for a moment and you're almost sure Luke was asleep until he speaks up again.

"I love you, I'm gonna miss you" He whispered and you squeeze your eyes shut, not allowing any tears to fall.

"I'll miss you too Lukey"

I always knew after all these years There'd be laughter, there'd be tears But never thought I'd walk away With so much joy, but so much pain And it's so hard to say "goodbye"

The morning came faster than expected and before you knew it, you were standing in the lobby with Ellen, waiting for the boys to say their goodbyes. Luke had been standing with Dylan and Mackie for a few minutes and you didn't want to be the one who broke them apart.

"You're not going to forget about us?" Dylan grinned and Luke rolled his eyes.

"I could never, Duker" Luke pulled his best friend into a hug, messing up his hair just like he always does. He'd already said his goodbyes to everyone and he knew it was time to go but he couldn't bring himself to step away from his friends.

Nolan walked up from where he had been talking to Rutger and Adam, dropping a hand onto Luke's shoulder. "Yesterday sucked but you've got things to do today kid, big contracts to sign. You better get going before your mom loses her mind" Nolan nods back to where Ellen has been stressing over Jack not having everything organized in their apartment like he promised he did. She was trying to figure out how to rush-order a mattress for Luke to sleep on tonight.

"Thanks Moyle. You're a good captain, even if we doubted you in the beginning" Luke chuckled and pulled Nolan into a quick bro-hug before finally pulling himself away from the boys. He pulled his suitcase out of the hotel, not letting himself look back. Maybe he was being dramatic but if he waited any longer, he wasn't sure he'd actually go.

One day, we'll look back We'll smile and we'll laugh But right now we just cry 'Cause it's so hard to say "goodbye"

Luke signed his contract and was on the plane to Boston in the next hour. Ellen and Jim were going straight to New Jersey to get things ready for Luke while he was going to meet the team for their game Saturday night. You said your goodbyes before they all got on their flights, being the only one headed back to Michigan, at least for a couple days.

You headed back to the hotel and attended the Hobey Baker ceremony with the guys. You sat with the families as they announced Adam as the winner and you watched as the whole team went up for a picture.

Luke was sitting in his new hotel in Boston, looking at the picture on Instagram. It was crazy how just last night, that was his team, his best friends and now he's in another city while they continue on together. He reposts it on his story before shoving his phone into his pocket.

"Ready bud?" Jack poked his head into the room and Luke nodded, grabbing his stuff and following his big brother out the door. "First team dinner, you excited?"

"Yeah" Luke choked out, ignoring his phone buzzing in his back pocket, notifying him of all the things he's left behind. "Let's do it"

Yesterday's gone We gotta keep moving on I'm so thankful for the moments So glad I got to know you

#luke hughes #luke hughes x reader #luke hughes imagine #luke hughes fic #umich hockey #new jersey devils #hockey fic #hockey writing #nhl players #nhl fanfiction

[mytheoristavenue]

Straw Hats Reacting to Seeing You with Short Hair HCs

Summary: After two long years away from your friends, you are excited to reunite with them and see how they've changed (and vice versa).

Warnings: Fem!Reader, reader had long hair before the timeskip, plutonic!Chopper and Jinbe, no preestablished relationship (just silly crushes)

(Sidenote: I realize that Jinbe was not officially apart of the crew until the Wano arc, but I wanted to include him because I wanted to share my Dad!Jinbe HCs too.😅)

Intro:

You sat on the railing of the Sunny, smiling happily to the sidelines, watching your friends buzz around each other, greeting one another. You silently observed them all, noting ways that they'd changed physically, or shifts in their demeanors as you'd known them. Looking out to the sea, you beamed, letting your hood fall lax against your shoulders, revealing a shaven head, with what may have been a mere inch of the length you'd had the last time you were seen. You blinked in surprise at the silence that fell over the ship. A few had the curiosity to comment on the drastic change, prompting you to explain:

"Oh, I buzzed it about a month ago. It got in the way of my training. Do you like it?"

Monkey D. Luffy:

"What'd you do to your hair?" he asked frankly, cocking his head, a bit puzzled. "It's so short now, like a boy." You giggled a bit, before explaining. The captain circled you, inspecting you closely for any other startling changes. "Will it grow back?" Your heart sank a tiny bit at his disapproval, making you feel a mite insecure.

"Well, yeah. It's just hair, Luffy." you scoff, crossing your arms at his dramatics.

"Are you gonna shave it again if it does?" He interrogated you, face inching closer with an accusatory glare.

"I don't know, maybe?" you barked back, backing away from him, only to be trapped between him and the railing of the ship. "What's with the second degree, man?"

"Well, that's just not gonna work." he tutted, backing away and giving you your space before grinning ear to ear with hands on hips. "As your captain, I command you to keep your hair short. It makes you look way more intimidating and I need crewmembers that are gonna strike fear in the hearts of my enemies!"

Loves it, thinks you look so cool. 9/10

Pirate Hunter Zoro:

You fell under Zoro's perpetually annoyed gaze as he studied you before smiling a bit. "If I didn't know any better, I'd think you were copying me." he teased, earning a blush from you.

"Oh, don't flatter yourself, moss head!" you snarled before explaining why you'd done it in the first place.

"Mhm," he snickered. "It definitely wasn't for attention." he chided, eyes resting for a moment before flickering back open and over to you. "I'm just messing with you. I actually like it, you should keep it that way."

You became bashful under his stare and tried your best to play yourself off as unaffected by his compliments. "Yeah, whatever, we'll see."

Likes it, thinks it's cute. Respects the reasoning behind it. 8/10

Cat Burglar Nami:

"Oh my Gosh, what did you do to your hair?" she shrieked, rushing over to you, rubbing her hands all through what little there was left, tears in her eyes. "(Y/N), you're pretty hair!"

"Will grow back," you laughed, taking her by the wrists to pry her hands from your head. "I bet it'll be long long yours was within a few months." A part of you was a little hurt that she didn't seem to like it. Though you didn't do it for the sake of fashion, you did like the way it looked on you, and you wished she shared that sentiment.

"You're right..." she pouted, still a bit disappointed. "I'm sorry, I'm just gonna miss playing with your hair."

"You still can," you joked. "Now it'll be even more of a challenge."

Not thrilled, but she'll live. A bit excited to gel/spike it, just for fun. 3/10

God Usopp:

He stared at you intently for a moment before stepping up to you, fidgeting nervously. "You cut off all your hair?"

"Yep!" you chirped, hopping off the railing and leaning against it, ruffling your own scalp while explaining why. "What do you think, Usopp?"

He was hesitant to answer, wanting to choose his words very carefully. Ultimately, he decided to try and play things cool, clearing his throat. "It's cool or whatever." he brushed it off, his face contorting weirdly as he tried to settle on a manly expression.

"You can tell me if you don't like it, I won't care. It's already gone, it's not like I can put it back." He continued his charade for a few moments more before releasing a deep breath, looking up at you timidly.

"Okay, I like it." he admitted, glancing away, feeling a tad defeated. If he was going to tell the truth, he might as well tell the hole truth. "You look really, really pretty, actually."

"Awe, Usopp, you're so sweet!" you gushed, pulling him into a humiliating hug, squeezing his face to your chest. "Maybe I should keep it like this."

"I-I'd like that."

OBSESSED. Thinks you've never looked better. Can no longer look at you with a straight face, though. 10/10

Black Leg Sanji:

He smiled at you softly, stepping up to you. It worried you that he was no longer swooning over you as he always had. Maybe you looked too boyish now. "This is...different." he cooed, reaching up to caress the side of your temple.

"Is different bad?" you asked, cringing a bit as you waited for his answer.

"Not necessarily in this case. " he answered vaguely. "Change is good sometimes."

"I suppose you don't like it as much as I do?" you asked, a bit saddened by his short answers this far, but elated at the way his fingers continued to play with the short strands they could find.

"What makes you think that?"

"You're not fawning over me like you did with Nami and Robin. Or even how you used to with me." you pointed out a tad too somberly.

"That's because I only swoon over pretty girls." You could feel your heartstrings tightening after hearing those words tumbler over his lips. How could he be so rude?

"Sanji! What the hell?" you spat, but his serene demeanor never faltered. "Just because I don't look as pretty as I used to, doesn't mean you can just openly insult me!"

"My apologies, I like to take the time to properly appreciate true beauty when I find it, so you'll have to excuse my staring." Your cheeks caught fire as you processed what he'd said. Was he calling you...beautiful? Was he saying he was more attracted to you than other women? "And a beauty such as yours is a most rare treasure indeed."

Adores it. Can't even imagine you with longer hair now. 10/10

Tony Tony Chopper:

"Oh no, (Y/N)!" he scuttled over to you, instantly taking your hand to drag you away. "What happened to you?!"

"What do you mean, Chopper?" you asked, halting in your tracks, knowing he couldn't move you on his own. With a gentle smile, you crouched to his level and let him come into your arms, his little hooves on your knees. "Now tell me, what's got you so riled up?"

"All your hair fell out! Did you get sick while we were gone?" he fretted, eyes glossy with concern. Try as you did, you couldn't help but snicker at his naivety. "It's not funny, (Y/N)! Tell me what's wrong right now! If we wait, I might not have enough time to treat you!"

"I'm not sick, I promise!" you giggled as he tried to pull at you again, only to freeze in his tacks.

"So where'd all your hair go then?"

"I shaved it." you smiled, explaining your reasoning as to why. Afterwards, Chopper felt very foolish, pouting with crossed arms and back to you. "It was giving me headaches because it was too long." you fibbed, bringing him back into your arms.

"So you did it so you'll feel better?" he perked, glancing at you over his shoulder.

"I did. It was the best I could do." you explained with a sigh. "I didn't have the best doctor on the Grand Line to treat me anymore, so I had to improvise."

"Oh, shut up!" he gushed, swaying back and forth a bit, a bashful heat in his cheeks.

Not excited about you taking your health into your own hands, (especially at the loss of your pretty hair) but he's happy you're feeling better. 5/10

Devil Child Robin:

She had been eying you from across the ship for a while now. Even before the big reveal, ever astute, she could see glimpses of your scalp, and took note when your hair had yet to fall over your shoulders when in positions that should have allowed for it. Now that the hype was beginning to die down, she slowly inched towards you with that serene smile that always rattled your bones. "Quite the chop," she remarked, circling you to get a good 360 view of you.

"Yeah," you replied nervously. Robin was always good at concealing her thoughts and feelings. She could find you repulsing and never let on. It was one of her most terrifying attributes. "What do you think?" you asked, knowing that if nothing else, she was honest, sometimes brutally so. That, you figured, was much better than this state of wondering.

"I have to admit, I thought you're longer hair looked exquisite on you. It always framed your face so nicely." she smiled, reaching up to ghost her fingertips over the shocked ends of your buzzcut.

"O-Oh," you faltered. "I appreciate your honesty."

"But," she continued, her gaze falling from the (H/C) fuzz down to your eyes with the most genuine expression. "I like this much better. I've never seen anything more (Y/N)."

Your face lit up at her compliments, knowing how true they were if it was her saying them. "You really think so?"

"I do, this suits you very well."

Loves how unique it makes you look. Thinks it's very 'you'. 8/10

Cyborg Franky:

"Where'd all your hair go?" he asked, couching down to inspect you. You explained with a laugh, running your fingers though it before looking back up at it. After a moment of contemplation, he cracked an enthusiastic grin. "Well, I think it's pretty badass!" he shouted, scooping you up into his mechanical arms and hoisting you to sit on his shoulder. "Hey, ya know what we should do?"

"What?" you asked with a giggle.

Suddenly, his pompadour fell lax and reshaped itself into a row of spikes. "We should get matching leather jackets and when your hair grows out a little more, we could do mohawks! How cool would that be? Ride into to battle like that, we'd be the scariest lookin' guys out there!"

Obsessed with it. Will not leave you alone now about spiking it, and every time you port, he tries to get you to go shopping for biker gear with him. 10/10

Soul King Brook:

His head tilted as he stared at you though curious hollowed sockets. You felt a bit uncomfortable under his silent gaze, and tried to inch yourself out of it, to no avail. "Are you going to say anything?" you asked, features cringing at his creeping. Still, he continued his act, slinking toward you until he was inches away, towering over you.

His lanky spine bent, cracking as it did to try and meet your height, and his skeletal fingers found themselves under your chin. Unsure of what he was planning, your cheeks began to glow with embarrassment. Eventually, he'd seemingly given up on leaning over, opting to simply crouch, his knees popping as they fell into place. "Why aren't you saying anything...?" you wondered aloud.

"I'm studying." he simply answered. "I want to remember ever bit of you after your gone."

Why the hell was he being so cryptic? You'd never heard Brook say a romantic thing in your life, he's always just been a creep to you and the other girls. "So, do you like my hair?" you asked cautiously.

"I don't care about your hair." he reassured. "I think your lovely no matter how long or short it is." It was at this point you realized that his sockets were not trained on your face or your hair, but your cleavage. You immediately delivered a ripe smack to his cheekbones, before assaulting's him with a barrage of insults.

Doesn't really care. Prefers your longer hair, but when he's looking at you, he's rarely looking at your face, so it doesn't matter. 5/10

Knight of the Sea Jinbe:

He looked down on you lovingly as you came to him, enveloping him in a hug. "I missed you," he smiled. "So very much."

"I missed you too." you sniffled as you pulled away. You had grow very close to him in the recent years, fighting alongside him many times and exchanging letters during your time away. He had been the only one to know where you'd gone to train, and he often sent you your favorite snacks, or even little trinkets when he could afford the risk. He had been the only one you'd told about your chop. He was like your dad, how could you go without talking to him?

"I've never seen a more beautiful little girl," he remarked, cupping your cheek, and resisting the urge to let his emotions get the better of him.

"I'm not a little kid anymore." you reminded him, nudging his large hand away.

"I know," he sighed, memories of his first time seeing you as a small child flooding back to him. "You've grown up entirely too quickly. I hardly even noticed.

You rolled your eyes at his sentimentality. "How do you like my new do?"

"It's not how I imagined it, from how you described in your letters." he replied, putting on a falsely curious face and ruffling it to 'test' it. "I may need to inspect it before I get you an answer."

"I had to keep some mystery about it, right?" you laughed. "How else am I supposed to keep you on your toes, old man?" You both shared a hearty laugh as you embraced once more.

"I don't think you could look prettier."

Adores it, but only because it's on you. Just happy to see you again. ♾/10

#one piece #one piece hcs #one piece fluff #nico robin #god usopp #mugiwara no luffy #monkey d luffy #roronoa zoro #soul king brook #seraphim jinbe #cat burglar nami #nami #vinsmoke sanji #tony tony chopper #cyborg franky #usopp

[cindersfireplace]

4town Valentine's Day 💘

Jesse, Taeyoung, Aaron T, and Aaron Z walk through the hallway to their hotel room after taking a stroll around the neighborhood:

Taeyoung: There's nothing like bird watching on a calm afternoon.

Aaron T: I'm just glad there was an ice cream truck. That was one of the best chocolate cones I've ever had. Thanks for helping me chase it down Z.

Aaron Z: *walks behind him exhausted* Anything for you buddy 😊

Jesse: You good Z?

Aaron Z: *gasping * Yeah when I catch my breath next week I'll be able to function again 😮‍💨

Jesse: I wish Robaire came with us. It's good to get outside once in a while.

Taeyoung: I'm sure he has his reasons.

*Jesse opens the hotel room door*

Jesse: Yeah probab- sweet cheese and crackers! What's all this!?

*The room is decorated with heart, banners, balloons, pillows, roses, and LOTS of candles*

❤️🌹🕯️🕯️🕯️

Robaire: Welcome home my friends! I thought I would put up some decorations for Valentine's Day. *Sigh* Love is in the air.

Aaron Z: I didn't know love smelt like *sniffs* vanilla and *picks up a candle* … Late winter breeze. Whatever the heck that smells like.

Jesse: We were gone for like an hour? How?

Robaire: I'm very efficient when I'm passionate about something.

Taeyoung: So that's why Jess is always yelling at you to do your taxes.

Aaron Z: Were you not efficient enough to get any cookies or candy?

Robaire: That will be for the gift exchange.

Aaron T: Why can't we just buy cards?

Robaire: Because first of all the 4town best friend Valentine's super special gift yearly extravaganza exchange -

Aaron Z: I still say we should shorten the name.

Robaire: -is a time to appreciate each other's gifts and is a testament to how well we know each other. I love giving gifts and I put a lot of thought into them.

Jesse: And I very much still appreciate those custom ‘Art Dad’ oven mitts, but shouldn't we be focusing on our gig that day? The 4townies are so excited to see us perform One True Love live for the first time next week, and after the show I want to go to bed.

Robaire: Then go right to bed on another day of the year but you have to be there for the opening of gifts. Besides we've already drawn names for it so no going back now.

Jesse: Fiiiine if I must.

Robaire: That's the spirit.

Jesse: Uh I think a spirit is what we'll be if all of these candles stay lit. This is most definitely a fire hazard. I'm only agreeing if I get to put half of them out.

Robaire: Fiiiine. If I must.

Aaron T: We've known each other for a while shopping for each other should be easier. Right Z?

Aaron Z: Totally….

*Skip to the day before Valentine's Day at the mall*

Aaron Z: …Not.

Jesse: Come on Z it'll be fine.

Aaron Z: Not when I'm shopping for Robaire it won't. I don't know what to buy and he's definitely gonna try to one up us with his amazing gift.

Jesse: Does anything else in this world motivate you quite like your need to be better than Robaire?

Aaron Z: Absolutely, this is just a continuous priority of mine.

Jesse: So no then. Got it.

Aaron Z: I will search through every isle of this mall if it kills me. I will be victorious.

Jesse: Or you could breathe and let it go…and he's gone. Valentine's is gonna be fun.

*The next day*

Taeyoung: That must have been our best performance yet! Everybody was so excited, and despite my mild fear of heights trying to convince me otherwise, the rising heart platforms weren't so bad after all.

Robaire: Told you it would be incredible!

Jesse: Anyways now that that's over we can open gifts now.

Aaron T: Yeah guys the sooner we get this over with the sooner old man Jesse can take his nap.

Jesse: I'm not ol-

Aaron Z (whispering to Aaron T) You just want to get candy from your gift don't you?

Aaron T (whispering back): Shhhh I just care about Jesse's health…and my blood sugar.

Robaire: Anyways, who wants to go first?

Taeyoung: Me! I got T! Here you go! *Shoves present box into his hands*

Aaron T: YESSS! *Opens package* *gasp* It's a book of skateboard tricks! These are some of the most advanced out there and….a box of chocolate. Thankyou *hugs Taeyoung and whispers* This is why your my favorite.

Taeyoung: No problem at all.

Aaron T: So I guess it's my turn to give and I got Jesse *gives him a very messily wrapped package with 50 bows on it*

Jesse: Geez this looks interesting *opens the box* *gasp* ITS THE SUPER SMOOTH 3000! I've been trying to find this blender for months! My fruit smoothies will be so much better now! Thank you *lifts Aaron T off the ground in a hug*

Aaron T: Your *cough cough* welcome. Could you please put me down now?

Jesse: *Drops Aaron T* I'm next and I got Taeyoung. So here you go?

Taeyoung: *Carefully takes the box from his hand and opens it* Woah! Bird watching goggles! They even have little doves on them! Thanks Jess. I'm gonna have so much fun taking these to the park.

Jesse: I'm so glad you like them. They were some of the best I could find.

Aaron Z: I guess Robaire and I are last. You can go first Ro 😊

Robaire: No, I insist. You go first 😁

Aaron Z: Well this day means the most to you so you should go 😊

Robaire: And I like to share that joy with my friends so you should go 😁

Aaron Z: You.

Robaire: You.

Aaron Z: YOU.

Robaire: YOU!

*While these two keep going back and forth Taeyoung and Aaron T give each other a look and then open the presents themselves (whilst Jesse has too little sleep in him to deal with this)*

Taeyoung: Wow Robaire this is a really nice Destiny ‘s Child record.

Robaire: That's the exact one we listened to when we first met 🫢

Aaron T: Dang Z you got this cool basketball trophy. It even says ‘best basketball player I know ‘. Nice Sentiment.

Aaron Z: That was one of the first things I told you that I dreamed of receiving 😯

*They hold the gifts in their hands for a moment appreciating them*

Aaron Z: *clearly struggling* Th-th-th-

Robaire: Are you trying to say thank you?

Aaron Z: Nah I'm trying to say ‘That's all folks’. Yes I'm trying to say thankyou. Anyways thank you … for … this.

Robaire: Then I guess I want to say thank you too…I guess.

Jesse: Awww this is too sweet.

Aaron T: Maybe it wasn't about who got the best present after all?

Robaire: Mhm. Even though we all know it was me.

Aaron Z: Wh- if anything it was me!

Robaire: No you didn't!

Aaron Z: I got you the record that you sorry self was too BROKE for when we first met!

Robaire: I got you a CUSTOM TROPHY 🏆! Do you know how much that is in this economy?!

Aaron Z: But did I ask-

Robaire: But my-

Aaron Z: No but Robaire answer the question. Answer the question! Did I ask though? Did I?

Robaire: No but you can't just throw that in my face when I'm trying to be nice.

Aaron Z: Clearly not nice enough to admit I'm better…

*Senseless arguing continues in the background*

Jesse: T! They were this 🤏🏻 close to having a nice moment.

Aaron T: Sorry, I was just trying to bring some positivity.

Taeyoung: I'm positively sure they will be arguing for a while so I'm just gonna go now.

Jesse: Agreed. *yawn* 🥱 I'm going to sleep.

Aaron T: And I shall consume all this chocolate within the hour. I love Valentine's Day!

*Later that night Aaron Z and Robaire go to bed setting their gifts down on their night stands smiling at them and then turning the lights out to sleep*

❤️

#Happy Valentine's Day 4townies #Hope this is a nice and remember to love yourselves #(Seriously Robaire has a problem he lit like 48 separate candles) #I guess this could also serve as a Christmas special if you change the holiday a bit #Sorry if it feels rushed (which could just be a flaw in my writing) I made this literally the day before Valentine's Day #Anyways I'm gonna go eat candy now #4town #4townie #4town aaron t #4town aaron z #4town jesse #4town robaire #4town taeyoung

[bloggingboutburgers]

How exactly do you get through to someone that you don’t want to be in a relationship with anyone at all? My family is kinda accepting, but it honestly feels like it would be easier to be gay here than it is to be asexual, because everyone seems to assume I WILL fall in love or something, no matter how hard I’ve tried to say otherwise. Drives me insane sometimes.

I... Don't know if I ever did, to be frank. And now that I'm in a queerplatonic relationship with a person I want to marry, it kinda feels like I "dug my own grave" on that one (although I'm very happy in that way, so I'm very grateful my close family is accepting of this).

Trying to get it across to my folks that I didn't want any romantic or sexual relationship and I was happy that way was an endless process in which I'm not ever sure if my point got across or not. I only know this for certain with my brothers, who always replied to my mom's pressing questions about whether I really didn't want this kind of relationship with a knowing smile and a "Mom, c'm'on. Do you really think there's still a point in asking her that?", clearly in a way that had my back. I'll always be grateful to them for that.

Compared to that, revealing to my parents that I was in a queerplatonic relationship with a person who's afab like me was as easy as a "Good for you! As long as you're happy we'll support you all the way." It was never questioned or met with discomfort. Arguably I got lucky, I definitely know that, but a part of me also has that nagging feeling that they're saying that out of a misguided belief that I might be a lesbian, and therefore "not as bad as not wanting a romantic or sexual relationship", so to speak. Nothing wrong with being a lesbian but again, that's not who I am, plus my partner isn't a woman, they're nonbinary, so I'm a bit afraid to ask how they truly see us, because I'm afraid I might not exactly be comfortable with what I hear. I wouldn't want them to come to the conclusion that my own fate right now is invalidating what I tried to get to their brains for most of my life.

...My bros are still awesome about that though. Every time I tried to clarify things to them they were like "Hey, you don't have to explain things to us, we're open-minded, whatever you have is what works for you and that's all that's needed." They ARE open-minded and I trust them on that. I just lowkey hope that's how the rest of my family and loved ones can see it too.

But yeah all of that is... Hard to say. I hope it's not the case but it's something you might have to repeat to people your whole life. The whole tragedy of an asexual or aromantic coming-out, in my experience, is that it's not really treated as such, you have to come out over and over again as if people didn't hear you. It's definitely frustrating. So I hope with all my heart it doesn't get as frustrating for you on the long run, I hope you're finally left alone on that at some point, and I wish you all the luck and all the strength.

#anon #asexuality #asexual #asexual problems #i can't make shit short ever but yeah just ugh

[russolaw]

short tennis au thing

M rating

Johnny couldn't sleep.

Thoughts were tumbling around like clothes in a washing machine. His stomach twisted in tight knots. He'd gotten up for water three times, each sip failing to fix his dry mouth. He felt hot all over, and that wasn't because Daniel had fucked him twice, left him sore and covered in bites.

No, it was nerves. Embarrassing. He always felt nervous before a match, whether it was wrestling or tennis. But it was never this bad.

He felt like his dinner was trying to make a reappearance. There was no way he'd be able to keep quiet over the toilet. It would wake up Daniel.

Johnny burped and threw the blankets off. He felt shakey.

Fuck it. "Daniel? Hey, Daniel. Wake up?"

Groaning, rubbing his eyes, Daniel sat up. "What? What time is it? If your horny I'm not fucking you again."

"No, it's not that. I..." The room was too dark. He couldn't see Daniel properly. Johnny reached over and flicked on his lamp, illuminating his... boyfriend. That was still weird. Daniel and him were seriously boyfriends.

"Ack. Dammit."

"Are you nervous?"

He kept one eye closed and the other in a squint. "That my eyes are gonna melt?"

If it was any other night Johnny would make a comment about Daniel being a drama queen. "No, about tomorrow. It's our official rematch. Not, like, just practice."

Daniel cocked his head, eyes open fully now. They bounced around Johnny's face, searching. He cracked a smile. "No. Why would I be worried about kicking your ass again?"

Johnny pushed at his shoulder and matched his smile. "I'm serious. A lot of people are coming to see us. Including," he swallowed, smile falling away, "including Kreese."

Daniel reached out and touched his tangled hair. "It'll be okay. If he gives you a hard time I'll take a racket to his face."

That actually made hum feel better. Made his heart do little flips. "Yeah?"

"Yeah. He didn't deserve a player like you. Even though I am miles better."

Johnny grinned; his nerves had subsided slightly. "You wish, LaRusso. I'm gonna beat you so badly you'll never pick up a racket ever again."

"Yeah, we'll see about that." His gaze darted to Johnny's lips. "Since I'm awake now..." He wrapped and arm around Johnny's slim waist and pulled him close, his other hand creeping down to slide two fingers in his still wet hole.

Johnny moaned, sinking teeth into his lower lip.

#Lawrusso #Fanfiction #Karate kid #Cobra kai

[blueseachelle]

Hi.

Can you please write some Percy de rolo x reader one shot. With jealous reader? Maybe some smut?

Jealous? Me? Never. PART 1

Percy De Rolo x Jealous! Reader

Smut will be in PART 2 but, I like to build a foundation for jealous type situations so, this is a build up for the good stuff

It seems like the whole world is against you at this point.

Every time you tried to do something. Someone or something stood in your way. You were trying to figure out a way into a certain someone's heart yet, were stopped by observation.

As you sat in a tavern next to Pike. You noticed a number of things. Your eyes never strayed too far away from the silver haired gunslinger across from you. You saw how Vex leaned into him. You saw how he seemed to smirk and reflect the same energy back.

It made you sick. You thought nothing was going on between the two of them but, you guess you were wrong after all.

You're heart ached. You looked down into your mug. You got lost in your thoughts for a little bit until Pike nudged you gently,

"You okay, Girlie?"

You just look over to her and smiled softly,

"I'm good. I'm just gonna head outside for some air."

Pike watched with a concerned look as you stood up and made your way out of the bar. She looked around and saw that no one noticed her sudden exit. She stood on her bench and turned to hop down.

Just as she did this, Grog grabbed her up,

"Did you see that, Pike?! I beat Vax once again!"

Pike pushed out of his grasp slightly,

"Yeah. I saw that. You did great, Buddies. I'll be back in a second."

With that, she quickly followed the path you took out of the bar.

Percy saw this and realized that you weren't there. You never alone really so, this concerned him slightly. Vex put an arm over his shoulder, snapping him out of his thoughts,

"Darling! Did you see that? Scanlan fell of his stool, long gone! Hahahaha."

Percy just nodded. He quickly got out of her grasp, much how Pike did the same with Grog. He cleared his throat quickly after.

"Excuse me, Vex'ahlia. I have to visit the men's room."

He then disappeared out the door. This went unnoticed to the rest of the drunk group.

~~~

You walked away from the tavern. Looking at the ground as you walked, kicking some pebbles as you went.

How could you be so blind? You should've knew that they were together before you fell for Percy. You were just blinded by love.

You tried so hard to make time for him and help him with his projects. You made sure to keep him safe in battle. You always were there to take care of him when he needed it. You guess you were always saw as a best friend. Nothing more.

You heard rushed footsteps from behind you. You didn't bother to turn around. You didn't care anymore.

Pike ran up to your side. She walked next to you as she caught her breath quickly. She then gave your cloak a slight tug, catching your attention. You looked over at her with saddened eyes. Pike just nodded. She understood your pain.

"It's okay to be jealous and hurt."

"Jealous? Me? Never."

Y/n responded with slightly sarcastic tone. Pike just shook her head,

"Even if he isn't there for you, I always will be. We'll get through this together, Girlie."

"I just wish he understood how much my heart hurts to see him with her. I was always there for him. Through everything. Before he even got into the group. I guess I never been more than a best friend. I'm stupid for thinking so."

"Y/n. You are not stupid. What's stupid is that Percy can't see that you love him but he sees Vex's advances. We did everything we could to get you with him. Maybe he'll realize soon. You never know."

Percy, who was approaching the two, heard the whole exchange. His eyes widened. You? Jealous? He would never guess that you loved him as much as you said to Pike. He did always see you as his best friend but, he saw so much more. He thought he had no chance because you never, well he didn't realize, acted like you wanted to be anything more. When Vex made it obvious, he thought he could get rid of these feelings he had for you.

Oh boy. He was so wrong.

He saw you give Pike a hug. You sat there on you knees as you hugged her. Pike patted your back.

"Everything will be okay. I promise."

You just nodded. Soon, the hug broke apart and Pike told you she had to head back and take care of Grog. You just nodded and said that you needed a couple more minutes before going back.

Pike nodded and ran back to the tavern. She didn't notice Percy as she ran by because he was hiding.

Once you were alone, Percy came out of hiding and made his way towards you. You just hung your head low and was lost in thought. You didn't notice Percy's entrance.

He gingerly set a hand on your shoulder. You looked up at him. You looked slightly surprised but, your sadness covered it up quickly.

"Why are you here? You should be with Vex'ahlia."

Percy shook his head,

"I came here because I was worried about you. You seem off tonight and I want to know what's wrong."

Rage pulsed through you. You looked at him and stepped back so his hand fell off your shoulder,

"You know what's wrong. Don't act like you weren't hiding and overhearing my conversation with Pike. Do I look stupid to you? Don't play me like a fucking fool."

Percy pursed his lips together. He was caught. He didn't want you to be anger at him but, here we are.

"I did hear it all. I just want to know why didn't make a move sooner. Why didn't you point blank ask me how I felt towards you?"

You clutched your fists and you growled slightly,

"You think it's so easy. I didn't want to lose you as even my friend if you rejected me. Plus, now I know you and Vex are something so, I can just forget about my feelings and go about my business. Do snog with her and leave me alone."

Percy took a step towards you. You anger was valid. He knew he fucked up but, he wants to make it up to you. He needed to reach out first. He slowly gripped your shoulders,

"It is easy. I'll do it so you can see."

You froze in confusion as he continued,

"Y/n. I have loved you for a very long time now. You have always been by my side and I appreciate it. You showed me so much of myself that I wouldn't have ever found without you. I thought YOU would reject me so, when Vex made it obvious of her feelings, I thought I could run away from them. Seeing you hurt like this, I can't run. I'm sorry for my stupidity. I love you. More than the world. You are my world."

You stood there with tears running down your cheeks. He slowly moved his hand and wiped your tears as they came. You leaned into his touch.

"I love you too, Percy."

Percy smiled and leaned in and kissed You. You both stayed in that position for some time. Kissing over and over again. The tears soon stopped to flow as the kissing stopped as well. Once the two of you separated, Percy held you close. He whispered sweet words to you.

You held him tightly, like he was gonna disappear in a seconds time. Percy looked down at you,

"Do you want to head back to the tavern now?"

You slowly nodded and you both walked hand in hand to the building. You were both going to tell the rest of the group of the new development. No matter what anyone said. No matter the repercussions of the relationship. You both didn't care. You loved each other and that's that.

#tlovm #tlovm percy #tlovm x reader #percy de rolo x reader #percy x y/n #percy de rolo #percy x reader #the legend of vox machine #legend of vox machina #critical roll #percy critical role #jealousy #Part 1

[chaifootsteps]

(Gay Stolas hater anon here)

I think the Stolas I had a liking for was the Instagram Stolas, since he seemed (and was, as far I can recall) relatable, likeable and over all, a very decent and upholding person despite being a literal demon in Hell, that would explain why I had such a nice image before of Stolas.

He was a good person despite having his flaws of cheating on his wife, take into consideration the fact that I had that liking ONLY while S1 was over with Ozzie's and after that episode, I just felt so bad for him, because I kinda see what he feels at the moment and I sympathized with Stolas, because I had seen the Instagram posts and I still liked him in that moment.

Also take into consideration that we didn't have the bs information that we currently have about how stupidly cartoonish evil Stella is, besides that we didn't know where the Blitz and Stolas situation was going for after being publicly outed by both Fizz and Ozzie.

I would definitely fall in love with Instagram!Stolas if he was a real person, since, like you've said yourself, Chai, Instagram!Stolas may be an extremely kinky guy, but he respects boundaries over all, and that says a lot about his morality.

However, S2 Stolas? Fuck that idiot, he can be killed by Striker for all I care, I prefer a more respectable and a responsible person rather than a manipulative horny rapist that will blame everyone but himself for his wrongdoings.

Thank you Viv for fucking killing the liking I had for Stolas.

However, Instagram!Stolas will forever be in my head and heart, like a completely separate Stolas from whatever the fuck we have currently.

Sorry for the huge rant, it's just that I can see that Stolas had so much potential for growth and a redemption arc with fully fledged plot lines, but seeing how Stolas currently is derailing the series and he never faces accountability... yeah, I lost all hope that we'll ever see that Stolas again.

Rest in peace, Instagram!Stolas. You were a real one, and you would have hated your current iteration with every fiber in you, and I wish I knew who played you.

You were a good bird.

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"Her Outlaw Hero" (Sons Of Anarchy-Chibs Chapter fic) Chapter 2

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the Original Characters in this story. I am only using Kurt Sutter's characters from Sons of Anarchy. He created the characters and the show—I am in no way taking any credit for his creations. This story is for entertainment only. Content/Warnings: Violence against both men and women including rape. Summary:

Adelaide Watson is fleeing Tennessee—on the run from her violent past.

When she has a car accident on a lonely road in Charming, California, she has no choice but to walk to town for help. But help comes to her instead. In a very unexpected way.

NOTE: I couldn't bear the ending to Sons Of Anarchy, so this is what I came up with. Jax didn't die. He instead does prison time. And there's a few other tweaks I came up with. Hope this doesn't bother anyone, and hope that this story is enjoyed!

Chapter 2

"This is killin' me inside, brother," Chibs Telford said, his Scottish accent thickening even more with the emotion in his tone. He and Jackson Teller stood outside the chapel of their newly renovated club house. He looked Jax in the eye, and whispered, "Are ya sure this is what ya want, Jackie boy? You can do your prison time and come back, ya know that, right? The club won't be the same without a Teller—without you."

"This is exactly what I want, Chibs," Jax said softly, a bittersweet smile crossing his face. "I want to pay my debt to society. Then I want to come home to my wife and take our boys, and go somewhere nobody knows us. We need a fresh start." He grinned at his comrade, true peace on his face for the first time in ages. "You'll do great as Prez, I know you will. I'm depending on you to keep the club clean, brother," he said, grasping the older man's shoulder. "It's time we changed our ways and did some good for society. At the very least—not do any more bad than we've already done."

"I get it, Jax. I get it," Chibs replied, rubbing the back of his neck nervously. "I guess inside, I'm just an 'ol softie. I hate to see ya go. But, I do promise to keep the club legit. We're done with the outlaw life—even though that's all we'll ever be seen as."

Jax nodded, "Yeah, I know. But you'll know the truth—you all will." He patted Chibs on the back hard, and nudged him to through the chapel door. "Now, go get the votes done, Prez," he said, trying to sound light-hearted. "Patterson and her lap dogs will be here soon to cart me off."

Chibs puffed out a sigh as he closed the chapel's doors behind him. He sat in the VP's chair at the reaper table and scooted the chair nearer the table. Giving a nod to the other club members, he finally managed to speak over the lump in his throat.

"Okay, fellas. We're having this meeting because Jax wishes to step down as president—due to his serving prison time. And he also wants to be excommunicated from the club upon his release."

One could have heard a pin drop on the floor.

It was no surprise because Jax had spoken to each member and voiced his wishes, but it was still difficult for the men to imagine not only the Sons of Anarchy being minus Jax Teller, but to imagine the club excommunicating him. Excommunication from the club was the equivalent to the military issuing a soldier a dishonorable discharge.

But that's what they were asked to do, and that's what they planned to do. Difficult as it may be for them. The club life was seldom an easy one.

"We'll vote them both at the same time because we're short on time. All those…All those in favor," Chibs stammered out. He swallowed hard to gain his composure and began again. "All those in favor of Jackson Teller stepping down as President from the Sons of Anarchy, and all those in favor of excommunicating him." He turned his gaze to his left and wordlessly indicated that it was time for Quinn to begin the vote.

"Yea, and yea," Quinn said a dead look in his eyes. Ignoring his emotions was the only way for him to say the words without choking up.

"Yes, and yes," Bobby stated with little hesitation. The older man knew what it meant to Jax to leave the club and start a new life. As much as Jax loved the club, it'd almost cost him his family.

"Y-yea, and yea," Juice stuttered out, and then breathed out a loud sigh.

"Yes, and yes," voted Montez, looking down at the table as he spoke.

Rat glanced around the table and then down at his hands, obviously conflicted. He felt Tig place his hand comfortingly on his shoulder. Glancing up into the older man's vivid blue eyes, he knew what he had to do.

"Yea, and yea," he finally spoke.

Tig nodded in appreciation of the younger man's devotion to their club then turned his gaze on Chibs. "Yea, and yea," he said, after taking a deep breath.

Chibs nodded in solidarity to his fellow club brother and then shifted his dark eyes to Happy.

Happy uttered a soft curse before speaking louder, "Yea, and yea."

Wishing the voting would've taken a little longer, Chibs battled for the strength to do what he knew he had to. Wiping at a tear, and clearing his throat he managed to say softly, "Yes, and yes." He picked up the gavel and then cleared his throat once more, "Jackson Teller steps down as President and will hereby be excommunicated from the Sons Of Anarchy." He tapped the gavel on the table and then slid it over to Jax's empty place—the seat that would very soon be his.

But he couldn't be happy about it.

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Jax stood at the MC's bar before his family and friends with a beer in his hand. Tara stood at his side with Thomas in her arms and Abel standing beside her.

"I wish it hadn't come to this," Tara whispered, jostling Thomas on her hip. "I hate you have to do more time just to ensure we get to leave Charming."

"I hate it too, babe, but nothing's for free," Jax replied, ruffling Abel's blond hair as he spoke. "Besides, I'd be kidding myself if I thought I was gonna get out of this with no prison time. If I'm lucky, I'll get out in seven years on good behavior. After that, we can get out of here and go anywhere you want to go."

Tara looked sad for a moment and seemed to have trouble with her words.

"What is it? You can tell me," Jax prodded her with a soft kiss to her mouth.

She smiled softly up at him, "I've just been thinking… Gemma and I had a long talk yesterday. We started out kind of heated—like we usually do," she chuckled slightly, "But I think we really got through to each other. She agrees that she's been way too possessive of the boys, and I realize that I was wrong to keep her from seeing them as much."

"So…" Jax said slowly, "What exactly does this mean?"

Tara smiled happily, "We are working on our differences. And I think… While you're in prison, I think I want to stay in Charming."

Jax grinned happily, "Really? That's what you want?"

She laughed, "Yes. Charming is our home. I used to have trouble accepting that, but it is. You have the club on the right track, and Chibs will keep it that way. The club is our family too. And I've been selfish to try and keep you from it. The guys have always been good to all of us. I can't make you turn your back on them and leave them behind."

Jax chuckled and slung his arm around her shoulders, "Well, they already held a vote—I'm stepping down as President, and I'll be excommunicated upon my prison release."

"Oh, no," Tara exclaimed, "I'm so sorry! I should've-"

"Don't sweat it, babe," Jax told her. "I was ready to leave the club, and the excommunication was my idea. These guys will always be my family. I can still hang with them."

"Are you sure that's okay with you?"

"It's totally okay," Jax promised her. "This is our happy ending, Tara. Let's be thankful because this all could've ended so much worse."

"I know," Tara agreed, touching her forehead to Jax's. "I hate that you are going to prison, but I'm just so glad the worst part is over."

"Me too," Jax agreed. "Now, I'd better make my parting speech. Patterson will be here soon."

Giving him an encouraging smile, Tara moved herself and the boys aside so Jax could speak to their large group of family and friends.

"Well, everyone," he started, "I just want to start by saying, I love you all. You've all been there for me, in one way or another, and I can't thank you enough." He paused then, and swallowed hard. "You guys are as much my family as my mother, wife and sons. I wanted to make the Sons Of Anarchy legitimate, and fulfill my father's legacy, and with these men's help," he gestured to the rest of the club members, "Well, I think we've achieved that. And I couldn't be happier. I just wish I could be here for the next seven years instead of prison so I could enjoy it. Which reminds me, my wife just made me even happier when she informed me that she'll be staying here with my sons and we'll continue to live here instead of moving off somewhere."

The large crowd roared and hooted their approval. Jax laughed and let them carry on for a moment before he raised his hand and indicated he had more to say.

"Also, I'm stepping down as President of the Sons of Anarchy, and I will be excommunicated upon my return—by my own wishes," he clarified when he heard several gasps. "This is what's easiest for the club, and what's best for the club."

"Actually, Jackie boy, we took another vote a little while ago."

Jax turned toward Chibs' voice, and found the Scotsman to be wearing the grin of a Cheshire cat.

"As the new president, I proposed we vote to veto the last vote—the one that excommunicates you, brother. We can't have that. The vote passed. When you get out of prison, you are welcome to have a vote, and a seat at the reaper table if you want it, or you're free to leave the club without being excommunicated. Either way, you're family. We can't punish you—not when you've done so much good for this club."

Jax was clearly moved as he walked over to Chibs and grabbed him in a rough bear hug.

"Thank you, brother," he whispered in his ear. He pecked him on the cheek and then proceeded to hug the rest of his brothers. "I can't thank you guys enough. I couldn't ask for better brothers."

"Likewise," Tig said, returning his hug.

The sound of a car pulling up outside shifted the light-hearted atmosphere into a sadder one.

"That's my ride," Jax quipped with a chuckle. Immediately, Tara and Gemma shot forward to have a last hug and kiss from the man they both loved.

"I love you," Tara said, kissing him softly on the mouth. "And I'll be here when you get back."

"I know, darlin'," he smiled. "I know you will. And I love you too."

"You be careful," Gemma said, reaching out to hug him, "I love you, baby."

"Love you too, Mom," Jax returned, kissing her cheek. "You two get along and take care of my boys."

"We will," Gemma said, "You just worry about you. Everything will be fine here."

Tara nodded her agreement and kissed him one last time before he knelt down to Abel to say goodbye.

"You take care of your brother and Mommy while Daddy's gone, okay, big guy?"

Abel nodded and smiled up at his dad, "I love you, Daddy."

"I love you too, son," he replied. Then he held Thomas for a moment as D.A. Tyne Patterson walked in with an officer to make Jax's arrest official.

Within minutes, Jax was cuffed, read his rights and unceremoniously escorted out the doors of the club's front door.

His family and friends watched in heartbroken silence as he was driven away, and Tara began her long wait for a new beginning with her husband.

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