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#bye I love him
ovaryacted · 3 months
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I’m not even trying to be funny right now but I just burst into tears thinking about RE2R Leon. He really was just a baby. LIKE LOOK AT HIM?? OH MY GOD 💔💔💔💔💔💔💔
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rimunagenius · 2 months
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Wait For Me
Paring: Kayce Dutton x reader!
Words: 2.1k words
Warnings: Angst, fluff ending, curse words?? if that’s even a warning, mentions of branding and burning, abuse, over use of baby (i love it, i love imagining him calling me that, do nit judge me🤨😒)
Summary: Growing up you and Kayce were inseparable. You didn’t know the love you shared was more than friends until sixteen, but what happens when John pushes Kayce too hard, and your relationship hangs in the balance?
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A/n: no gender or body specification made in the story, so this could be read from any gender/personal preference. This is very self indulgent for me, I love Kayce Dutton and have since i started Yellowstone and I was deeply upset with the lack of fics for him so I had to take matters into my own hands while this godsend of an author writes my requests!!🥹 anyways, hope you enjoy!!
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not my gif!!
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You knew it was stupid.
You knew you couldn’t have him.
You can’t love someone into loving you back. You knew it. He knew it. He knew it would never happen between you; he wanted it to. He did love you, too much, though.
This summer had to be your favorite on the Dutton Ranch. Favorite in Montana. Your favorite in the world, same thing. As long as Kayce was there, it was the perfect anything.
You had loved him your whole life. Ever since you were kids anything he would do would mesmerize you. His hair caught in the breeze when you’d chase him around the arena for tag, his smile when you’d tell the same joke he was tired of but laughed because he knew it meant something to you.
Somewhere along the way, you had fallen inlove. You always had been, but this time you actually knew what it was. You knew why. It was Kayce. Any woman would be a fool to not love everything about him.
But…
He had fallen inlove too.
“Oh my god! That’s not-“ You looked at the boy next to you, absolutely falling more inlove the more you looked. Having by far the funniest conversation all summer.
“Oh, please! That’s seriously what I told him!” He laughed, his body leaning on yours, his head halfway into your lap.
“Kayce, your such an idiot.” You looked down at him, his eyes already trained on you. Your chuckle had died in your throat as you saw the look in his eyes. He’s never looked at you like this before—you didn’t see the other times he had. Those moments were just for him.
Your hand landed on his forehead, sliding it back over the expanse of his scalp, his long hair following the pattern your hand tread on his head.
“Oh, yeah?” He said. His signature small smile already creasing the corners of his lips. “I’m okay with that. You still love me, though.”
You looked up at the sky, the stars illuminating your features, entrancing the teenager below you. He was looking at you as if you had hung them yourself. “The sky is beautiful tonight, Kayce. Don’t you think?” Your eyes following and connecting the dots in the sky as his eyes never once dared to move away from you.
“I do. She’s absolutely gorgeous.” In a quick second, he started to sit up, his absence from your lap, drawing your eyes down to him.
Your eyes caught his, as he immediately pulled you into a kiss. His hand on your cheek, your hand tipping his hat off his head, carding your fingers through the growing locks of golden brown locks.
This was just the start.
You knew now was different than when you both were just 16. You had spent two years with eachother, loving eachother. You didn’t think anything would tear you apart.
Kayce had started disobeying Mr. Dutton when you two had just turned 18. Something about them always butting heads and having different life plans. Kayce didn’t want this life, he wanted you, but not at the price John had been setting.
It was either you and the Ranch, or he’d be gone and forbidden to see you. You knew it was a crock of shit, John just trying to scare his son. And you had believed it. You should’ve known the youngest Dutton. Especially now that the behavior was super out of character.
You walked the rocky path up to the main house, on the Dutton Ranch, collecting the smallest size pebbles you could find to throw at Kayce’s window.
You approached the front of the house, stopping before the porch steps and launched pebble after pebble. You had gone through the whole collection and then some. He would come to the window by now, you thought.
He wasn’t asleep, his light was on. Then you heard yelling and screaming, crashing and smashing. You had saw a small glimpse of Kayce and John, and you had heard Lee, you think.
Then you heard nothing. Just saw John’s face in the window, looking down at you as he shut the blinds. You had started on your walk back home, worried sick, right down the road from the ranch before you heard the front door swing open, John dragging Kayce by the collar of his shirt.
They ended up behind the barn, you watching from a healthy distance to not be seen by Mr. Dutton, before you saw a burning orange ‘Y’ iron. The sound of burning flesh and muffled cries and screaming followed.
You obviously didn’t see Kayce that night but you had saw him two days after, breaking a horse.
You stood up on the bottom wood log of the arena with your arms draped over the top one. “Where have you been, baby?” Your boyfriend just looked up at you. A heartbreaking attempt at a smile casted over his beautiful face.
“Talk to me, Kayc. Is everything okay?” You knew it wasn’t. You knew what you saw, not expecting that from John.
“I’m fine, darlin.’ Don’t worry your pretty little head too much, yeah?” He looked back to the horse, grabbing the reigns and walking him through the exit of the arena, signaling you to follow him to the barn.
You didn’t want to pry, you knew he wasn’t okay but you’d let him tell you about it when he was ready. You knew Kayce would.
“Okay, handsome. You doin’ anythin’ later.” You tucked a small strand of hair behind his ear, fixing his hat that’s shifted.
“Nah, you wanna come over? Watch a movie?” He asked. You smiled at him and nodded your head. You leaned in for a kiss and turned your heel.
“I’ll see you later, cowboy.” You looked over your shoulder, Kayce eyes trailing up your body, his eyes eventually meeting yours. “You like what you see, Kayce?” You laughed as you were almost out of line of sight.
“Hell yeah, I do, baby.” His smirk as he watched you, slowly dissipating. He was dreading the moment he had to tell you. He had to do it soon, tomorrow.
That was yesterday.
Your movie had gone great but you should have known then there was problem. He seemed on edge that night, and his room seemed a little less lively since the last time you had been in there.
You walked up to the main house, opening the front door. John wasn’t home so Kayce said you could walk through the house and to his room.
That’s when you saw it. His shit packed and loaded into duffle bags. He packed his whole life away in bags. “What’s goin’ on Kayce? Why are you packing?” Your eyes wandered around the room. His dresser now vacant of any picture you two had, of him and Lee. His favorite picture of him and Beth now gone.
“Everything’s okay, baby. I promise.”
“Then why’s your shit all gone? Where are you going?” You couldn’t help the dampness growing in the corner of your eyes. The small quiver in your lip.
“Hey, hey. Don’t cry. It’s gonna be okay.” He cupped your face, forcing you to look him in the eyes. His eyes meeting yours, both damp and a little bloodshot like yours. “I just gotta go for a while, okay?”
“And your just gonna leave me here? Take me with you.” You pleaded. You didn’t think today of all days would start with Kayce Dutton possibly breaking up with you, and leaving you alone in this godforsaken state of Montana.
“I can’t, baby. Not where i’m goin’. Not this time.” He kissed your forehead and shifted his hands from your face to your waist.
“Kayce, where the hell are you going that you can’t take me with you? We haven’t separated since we were kids, why now?” You wiped the tears that fell from your eyes as you couldn’t dare tear them away from Kayce.
“I’m goin’ into the Navy. I don’t know when i’ll be back. But you have to listen to me-“
“The fuckin’ Navy!? Kayce are you serious!?” You yelled at him. He never once mentioned the Navy or any interest. It must’ve been John’s idea. They have been fighting more and more recently.
You thought it had been just father and son disagreements. But the thought should’ve clicked when the iron branded his son, your bestfriend, boyfriend, forever.
He belonged to his father. He had to do whatever he asked. It had to be John. You were pissed. “Was it John?” You whispered.
“No, sweetheart. It was me. I can’t take this ranch anymore, I feel trapped. All I do is eat, ranchwork, eat, ranchwork, sleep, repeat. I can’t do it anymore, baby. The Navy would atleast set me up with some cash so I could find a place of my own.” He sniffled as he held you, you stepping away from him to pace around the room.
It was his decision…he was leaving you.
He wiped his eyes, and in all the years that you had known Kayce Dutton and held him when he was sad, because he had done it for you, you haven’t seen him this torn up and emotional about something since his mother’s passing.
“But does that mean you can’t handle me anymore? I mean if your tired of the ranch, you must be tired of me, right?” You let a choked sob escape your lips. Stopping in your tracks, your legs feeling too wobbly to move another inch.
He immediately rushed to you, embracing you into the tightest hugs he’s possibly ever given you. “No, no, baby. That’s not it. I love you, with everythin’ in me, you know that. But-“
“But what? If your breaking up with me Kayce, don’t you dare think about saying goodbye as if we’ll never speak again. They’re always the hardest and i’m not doing that with you. I do not want to say goodbye to you. Ever.”
“Baby, you know I have to.” His big eyes even frowned with his face. The sad expression crushing you even more than humanly possible.
“No, you don’t! Why can’t you just love me from over there. It shouldn’t be any different, baby.” You grabbed his face. His eyes closing for a fleeting moment. Your cries getting harder and harder to bear quietly.
“Darlin’, I can’t ask you to wait for me in hopes i’ll make it home to you. I can’t ask that of you, and you know I can’t.” He inhaled a shaken breath, evident that this was hurting him as much as it was hurting you.
“Yes you can. You know that. I’d wait a million years and more for you, Kayce Dutton. I waited 16 years, didn’t I?” You laughed quietly, that didn’t hide the audible sob that also parted your lips.
“Godammit, sweetheart. I love you, nothin’ can change that. I’d die for you, i’d do anything for you, i’d go to the very ends of the earth for you, but please for the love of god; please stop making it harder to leave you than it already is.” Tears freely streamed down his face, him not bothering to wipe them away.
He was giving himself to you. All of him, and you couldn’t have asked for more from this man. He has always done this for you. He’s never hidden who he was, especially from you.
As you held his face, you sighed. His hand holding your hips, you could feel his fingers shaking on you. He didn’t want to go. If he was ever gonna leave he was damn sure gonna take you with him. This wasn’t how he wanted it to be.
“Kayce Dutton, I love you. More than you’ll ever know and i’ll spend my whole life showing you. I’d do anything for you, all you have to do is say what. Ask me to wait for you, and i’d wait for you.” As soon the words “ask me to wait” rolled off your lips, Kayce had his answer.
“Wait for me.”
You crashed your lips onto his, the kiss fast paced and full of emotion. The devotion his body poured unto you was otherworldly. You two stumbled back a bit from the force of the kiss. Your tongue meeting his in frantic greeting as you held onto him for dear life, and he held onto you like you were his lifeline.
As you both understood what this meant, what you two were signing up for, you knew now that there was no chance either one of you would be ripped away from the other. No fucken chance.
“I’ll wait for you. When you get back, i’ll be waiting here, you know exactly where to find me, cowboy.” You kissed his lips once again, and smiled, your arm around his shoulder and one hand on his face. His arms wrapped comepletely around your waist.
“I can’t wait, baby.” He kissed you once more and that was it.
You’d be here when he got back. He was going to come back to you. Whether he had to kill or crawl his way back to you, he was going to come home.
And you’d be right there, with open arms waiting. Just like you promised.
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2018-01-20 · 2 years
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SQUIRREL FIASCO !
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sypnosis. your secret boyfriend is not so secretly afraid of squirrels.
pairing. suna rintarō × gn!reader
sticky-note. tooth-rotting fluff + secret dating wc. 957
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“wait, really? the suna rintarō is scared of squirrels?”
“keep it down,” he quietly hisses into your ear, making you snicker in amusement at the six-foot-one male hiding behind of you. “the miya twins are right there.”
before you can even open your mouth to start teasing, the hands that currently occupy the space of your shoulders abruptly pull you into his chest—steering you away from the small cliff’s edge and forcing you to step back. tilting your head down before suna can try to distract you, you spot the absolute tiniest squirrel a whole foot away from the both of your figures, and the middle blocker grumbles under his breath in what you assume is pure disgust.
“there’s nothing good about them,” he huffs out, irked, still using you as a shield when another squirrel speedily climbs up and walks closer to him. you smile at the sight. “plus.”
“mm. plus...?”
“plus, they’re pretty fucking ugly.”
“you’re too mean,” you laugh and shake your head, giggles bubbling out of you at seeing such a hilariously cute side of suna. since day one of dating, he’s shown absolutely no sign of any fears or deep disgusts—and now? you’re totally basking into the feeling. “why do you hate them so much?”
“what are you talking about?” the judgemental tone of his voice sounds just like a baby whining and complaining. “what is there even to like about them?”
“you can feed them goldfish crackers, and that’s pretty cute. don’t you think so, rin-rin?”
it’s so hard to not giggle again when suna only childishly ‘hmphs!’ in response. his cheeks are quick to warm up after hearing you casually speak his embarrassing—yet secretly favorite—nickname out loud, and he steps back to lead you towards the inarizaki bus and as far away as he can from the tourist spot.
when osamu suddenly calls out a, “you guys heading back in already?” suna visibly freezes, and you are quick to put on a smile. as much as you want to tease your boyfriend, you play pretend: because you really do not want to see the miya twins finding out about suna’s relationship with the squirrels.
—or with you.
“sorry, suna’s feeling a bit sick!” you reply, a hand cupped around your mouth. “i’m gonna get medicine from my bag!”
“feel better soon!” atsumu yells back with a grin and a wave. “it would be bad if our precious little number ten couldn’t play!”
you smile genuinely at his words, climbing onto the bus with suna glaring daggers from behind of you. you already know what he’s going to say before he even says it.
“...seriously? me, feeling sick?”
“it makes sense that the manager has medicine,” you retort, immaturely sticking your tongue out at him. “happy? there’s no way a squirrel can get into here.”
“very.” he groans, sliding into a booth and taking a seat without a moment to waste. you yelp in surprise when he shamelessly pulls you onto his lap, arms sneakily slipping around your waist to bring you closer to better feel your warmth.
“r-rin!” blood rushes to your face with embarrassingly record speed as you quickly steady yourself with a hand to his chest. the things he does to you and your poor, racing heart. you quietly hiss, “what if they see us through the window?”
suna cheekily smirks against you when he buries his face into your shoulder, his adorably unkempt hair tickling your skin. you resist the urge to slip your fingers through the dark strands to mess it up even more. “nah, they won’t. they’re all too focused on the squirrels.”
“uh-huh. and now, you are getting your revenge for me making fun of you. real discreet.”
“you deserve it.” he sits up, sticking his tongue out at you too in return and immediately earning a flick to the forehead. you loop your arms around his neck to pull him back in; the both of you giggling in between words. “squirrels aren’t even scary, you just thought that i was scared.”
“oh, is that so?” suna starts pressing distracting kisses all over your face, making it harder for you to continue as you laugh even more. “will... will you still tell me why you h-hid behind me then? i swear to god, stop it!”
he pouts with a pretend frown. “is it such a crime that i got bit by one as a kid?”
“...wait.” you sport an ominous smile. “really...? for— for real?”
his eyes narrow when he notices you trying to bite back a laugh. “don’t grin like that. i just used to feed a squirrel outside of my house everyday—and then when i stopped once, it bit me.”
automatically, you give up trying to hold in your laughter as an endless amount of giggles suddenly erupt from your chest. just visualizing it makes you clutch at your heart at how hilarious the situation looks in your mind. “a-actually? wait, that is too funny—”
“sto-op,” he pinches and stretches out your cheek, continuing to fake pout as you tilt your body back and laugh to your heart’s content. “there, i told you. now stop giggling.”
“fine, f-fine.” sighing with one last laugh, you move to sit next to him instead, a small smile on his face that matches your wide one. “hopefully that squirrel never bites you again.”
“yeah.” suna’s voice suddenly shifts into a whisper, holding your hand in his and expertly hiding them in his jacket pocket. you feel your ears starting to warm and your heart beating dramatically faster as he keeps good, steady eye contact—the members of his team starting to get onto the bus with a loud chatter.
“i hope so too.”
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thedeviljudges · 29 days
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yall!!!!!!!!! i finally watched just friends? and i knew about the gay but not one person mentioned lee je hoon in drag??? omg
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he is SERVING pleaseeeeee
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aseyaz · 11 months
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damn… owl…. you know how to talk to me…..
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justknoxville · 2 years
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Happy boy 🍀🌿🤍
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sxtaep · 1 year
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there’s this guy on tiktok who loves trains and i just think it’s the cutest most endearing thing in the world how he shares everything and expresses his excitement for them 🥹
the tiktok
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natjennie · 26 days
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shout out to laios for constantly being out of the fucking loop. most protagonists would pay attention to the things happening around them and pick up on themes and lore. not him baby. he is simply not listening to you tell him this important prophecy; he's thinking about lunch. and his fursona.
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pinkiemme · 1 month
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Ready for the ride?
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kiksniko · 10 months
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guys. hear me out
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themisterhip · 1 year
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I get brat vibes from 1998 Vash  (≧∇≦)/
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g0athe4d · 3 months
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krobus posting so this place isnt as dead as i am
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kitamars · 11 months
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the man who rings the black funeral bell
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barghest-land · 8 months
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tus fantasmas siempre están contigo
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crybaby-bkg · 7 months
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cw: babies!!!! you’re also referred to as “ma” once
okay but like,,,,,first time dad Bakugou giving his baby their first bath after coming home!!! you’re fluttering around the kitchen, trying to make sure you have your daughters towel ready, her baby safe soap, a tiny washcloth, that her teeny tiny pajamas are in the dryer.
it’s only when you take a second to ask Bakugou something do you finally just—pause. your gaze instantly softens, a lovesick smile inching on your face as you watch your big buff pro hero husband hunch over the kitchen sink.
your daughter is resting in the baby bath seat, lilac colored and reclined back. she squirms when Bakugou lets the warm water run over her naked, fat little belly. her face scrunches at the new sensation, fists balling up against her chest. he coos at her, gentle,
“I know, ya little princess. Feels weird on ya, doesn’t it?” he asks her, voice so small under the running water. he cups his hand, holds a handful of water, tilts her fat cheek up to let it slide in her neck rolls that always smell like milk. she whines at that, sniffles and hiccups before she cries. you go to take a step forward, to console her, but Bakugou is so patient.
“It’s alright,” he kisses her tears away. “Daddy’s just tryna help you.” he runs the water all over her body, and paired with his softly spoken words, does she finally quiet after a few seconds. her little body trembles with the aftermath, pouty lips puffy and he can’t help but smooth his hand over the softness of her face.
“Yer a crybaby, just like your ma.” he whispers to her, grinning when that breaks you out of your stupor to smack him on the shoulder. you both laugh at that, and you finally feel the peace that is your little family. you lean against Bakugou’s shoulder, pressing a kiss to his jaw before looking at your daughter again.
“You’re gonna be a great dad,” you mumble into his skin. he doesn’t say anything, but you can feel his shuddering breath, and the calmness that blankets the rest of your house.
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junetuesday · 2 years
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Just saw a video of Harry laughing during LOML last night and I’ll be jumping off a bridge now
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