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Gnomeo and Juliet | alanna kennedy x reader

Summary; Two players steal each other's hearts and keep it from everyone because they know how controversial their relationship could be to their club’s rivalry. OR Y/N and Alanna soft launching their relationship over time until they decide to share it. *Features social media posts.*

Pairings; Alanna Kennedy x Manchester United reader

Words; 2.2k

Warnings; swearing (i think that's it)

A/N; i literally love alanna so much and don't think there are enough posts about her so naturally i write one. i just thought this was cute and different from a chealse v arsenal rivalry (though i really love those). enjoy and please give it some love and feedback xx

Lioness star Y/N Y/L/N set to leave her club of four years, Brighton & Hove Albion W.F.C, and join Manchester United W.F.C on a two year contract at the beginning of the 2023/2024 season.

You had really valued your time at Brighton, starting your senior career there and blossoming into a strong forward for both the club and the England Senior Women’s team, better known as The Lionesses.

But when the offer from Manchester United came in at the end of last season, you knew it was the right move. Leaving the team you had come to know and love was tough to say the least but the adventure before you sounded a lot more exciting. So during the break before pre-season began, you made the move to Manchester and took a few days to settle into your new home and surroundings.

Manchester was very different from Brighton; no beach and much bigger city life, but it was a good different. You had found that everything in Manchester was so much closer, and in great reach of your new club and housing.

You had officially settled into your new home, very quickly making it feel just like your last one, then decided to go exploring through the city. The first thing a person would normally do would probably be going shopping or searching for a new café to become the regular, but you had spotted the Manchester Art Gallery and decided to go in.

It was quiet, as expected for midday on a Wednesday when most people were at work, but you found it peaceful. It was a break from the regular hustle and bustle of your regular life as a professional footballer.

It wasn’t until a particular painting caught your eyes that you realised someone else was in there, because you quite literally walked into them.

“Shit. I’m so sorry.” You apologised quickly to the taller person, picking up their phone you had knocked out of their hand, from the floor. “Here…” Your voice trailed off as you met bright blue eyes while handing them their phone.

“It’s all good, thank you.” The woman met your eyes and she also felt the world pause around her, you were no longer in the gallery but just in a moment of time with each other.

“Sorry the painting distracted me.” You snapped out of your trance and nodded to the painting on the wall; the story of Romeo and Juliet portrayed on a large canvas.

“Well it is quite captivating.” Alanna spoke, still looking at you, now at the side of your face as you looked at the painting.

“It is.” Your eyes fell back to hers and realised she was still staring at you, a slight blush rose to your cheeks, both smiling at each other. “Hi.” You extended your hand out, indicating a handshake.

“Hi.” She laughed at your chivalry for a second before shaking your hand. “Nice to meet you.” She spoke softly in the quiet gallery.

“You too.” You smiled up at her, quite literally encapsulated by her.

That was three weeks ago before you decided to get coffee after finishing a self led tour of the gallery, then the conversation kept going and you ended up at dinner together, continuing to learn about one another until the night ended.

What you didn’t seem to bring up was that you both knew who each other were, but there was a mutual agreement that it didn’t matter. You weren’t professional footballers who had gone up against multiple times in the past at both national and club level, you were just two people who met and wanted to get to know each other.

Now you were both deep into pre pre-season, you at Man United, her at Man City, and there wasn’t as much time to meet up for fun dates every night, now relying on text messages and late night calls before bed to catch up.

The first kiss took a while to get to, but boy was it worth it.

You had both decided to keep whatever this was between the two of you, soaking in the quiet moments shared in one anothers apartments and over long phone calls. It was still labelled a friendship, you both knew you wanted more, both scared of what the other might say if you revealed your feelings. But when you both had a free long weekend, you decided to take Alanna down to Brighton and show her your old home, soaking in the last of the warm weather before winter began to creep in.

It was the best decision you could have made, relishing in being able to spend time together away from your normal lives. You had rented a small air bnb right near the beach, enjoying the solitude together as you cooked together and watched the sun rise and set each day by the ocean.

It was on the second night after dinner that she finally made her move, unable to swallow the feelings bubbling inside her. You sat on the beach alone as you waited for Alanna to join, wrapping your arms around yourself to shelter from the cool breeze.

A blanket had been wrapped around your shoulders and a warm body nuzzled into your side, a small smile on your face as you rested your head on her shoulder, Alanna looking down at you as you watched the waves crash. No words were said for what felt like ages, the only sounds being the waves and the seagulls heading off to bed.

“Y/N.” Alanna suddenly spoke, a thick Aussie accent breaking the silence.

“Hmmm.” You hummed in response, keeping your head in its place.

“I want more than this.” Her statement made you move your head, turning it to meet her blue eyes.

“More?” You spoke softly.

“More.” She nodded with a small smile before she moved her hands from her legs, twisting to cup your face before moving closer. You thought she was going to kiss you straight away but her forehead came to rest on yours, both closing your eyes as you basked in the silence.

“Just kiss me already.” You breathed out and she smiled before closing the gap, joining your lips in a strong kiss. Her hands cupped your face, yours held her waist before trailing up to meet her face. It was passionate but soft, saying so much without any words and your heart grew.

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Since you were both heavily in the public eye, it was an easy decision for you both to keep this new found relationship to yourselves, not wanting to receive any unwanted attention from the media, fans and even your own teammates.

You were able to keep it that way for a while, without you guys being on the same national team or at the same club keeping this secret relationship a secret was quite easy. And since no one thought you would even know each other personally, there were no fans sifting through evidence to put two and two together. Of course though, you both wanted to show each other off, you were so happy and so was Alanna, so maybe a soft launch would be best until you decided to go fully public.

It started small.

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Your teammates began to ask about the secretive posts, hammering you about it in the locker rooms at training, Alanna's friends and teammates doing the same.

“When are you going to tell us more about these mystery posts?” Mary had asked Alanna while she was tying her boots before training. Alanna paused for a second before sitting up and looking up at the other Australian.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Alanna simply shrugged with a straight face before standing up and walking away.

“Oi mate.” Ella Toone had caught your attention as you walked out to the carpark after a late friday night training session. You paused and turned around, waiting for her to catch up, instantly wrapping an arm around your shoulder as she met you.

“What’s up?” You turned to her as you walked towards your cars.

“Few of us are going round Zelly’s to watch a movie, you in?” She asked with hopeful eyes.

“Sorry love, got plans.” You apologised, knowing you had a certain blonde already waiting for you at your apartment.

“This wouldn’t have anything to do with a possible mystery woman you refuse to tell us about, would it?” Ella asks with a suggestive smirk, nudging your shoulder as you remain stoic.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You simply shrugged and patted her shoulder as you let go of her, walking to your car door. “Goodnight Tooney.” You waved before getting in and racing home to Alanna, preparing for your own movie night of Gnomeo and Juliet and a weekend spent in each other's arms.

The day had come, the one you and Alanna refused to talk about until the night before.. It was the Manchester derby day. The day every City and United fan had waited for and the one you and Alanna dreaded.

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Sure you had come up against each other in the past at both club and national level, but you had yet to do it since being in a relationship together. So it was going to be different this time; harder. You both decided it would be best for your teams if you didn't interact with one another from the moment you joined your teams for the match, and until that final whistle blew.

The plan was going well during the first half of the match; Alanna had started with City in the defensive line and you were sitting on the bench waiting to get subbed on. Katie Zelem had secured the United side a goal through a penalty early on, but City fired back and took the lead 2-1 at halftime.

You got subbed on for Nikita Parris at the very beginning of half time, taking her place as the left forward and a strong striker. Though this became a slight issue because of who was currently defending the City goal and in charge of blocking your shots at goal; your very own girlfriend. But in that moment you had to act like you didn’t know who she was on a personal level, right now you were just opposing players who both wanted their teams to win.

It was hard for you both to act like that, stealing glances on the pitch, brushing past each other ever so slightly without anyone noticing too much. You had both been able to get away with this secret relationship so far because you’ve haven’t had to be in the same place yet, but maybe it was time for that to change.

The final whistle blew and City had won 3-1, your side not being able to score any further goals despite your best efforts. You looked around at all your teammates, defeated looks all over as City celebrated together before exchanging handshakes with the other team.

You and Alanna had purposefully left each other till last, waiting until you could be alone with each other in a busy and full stadium. You had finally found the blonde Australian and began walking towards her and she finally locked eyes with you. Seconds before you had very different expressions, one filled with happiness and one filled with disappointment. But as soon as you got closer the one expression you both shared was one filled with love, and your heart melted as she brought you straight into a hug rather than a friendly handshake.

Her hands wrapped around your waist as her slightly taller frame leant down, your hands found their way around her neck before you buried your head in her neck. An instant feeling of warmth and security flowed through both of your bodies as you hugged, Alanna pressing a soft kiss to your neck as she buried her own face in your shoulder.

Confused looks fell to both sets of teams at the interaction, at first because of the more than friendly hug and second because of the familiarity they could sense between the two of you.

“I’m so proud of you.” You murmured, still holding tight around Alanna’s neck.

“You played so well, it was a tough game.” She spoke back instantly, squeezing your waist before slowly pulling back to look at you. You smiled at her as you exited the hug, genuinely happy for her but still very upset your own team couldn’t secure the win like they wanted.

“You should go celebrate.” You nodded to the City team who gathered in the middle, preparing for their post-match huddle, your team doing the same further down on the pitch, all players still watching the interaction with lost eyes.

“I’ll find you after and we’ll go home together.” Alanna nodded to you, looking down to your now interlocked hands, a small laugh leaving her lips. “This is going to be everywhere tonight.” She looked back up at you as a small smile grew on your face.

“Definitely.” You laughed too. “Are you okay with that?” You raised a brow at her.

“Yeah. I’m ready to show off my girl.” She winked playfully at you, now both of you laughing, shaking your head at her before playfully pushing her shoulder and walking over to your team.

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renegadesfic · 5 months

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i said this on my main blog but i have Opinions on sonetto's character growth already thru just the first 4 chapters so here are some of my thoughts.

first of all, despite everything we learn about her and vertin's history in chapter 3, sonetto treats her at the start of canon not even as an equal but as someone to be revered. this makes sense because vertin is the timekeeper, which is a highly respected position, but i think it goes beyond that. it seems like sonetto has barely interacted with vertin since what happened at the end of the flashbacks in chapter 3 - she acts like she barely knows her. to me that makes it feel like she hasn't been closely interacting with her in a while, probably since she became the timekeeper, which means that there's a chance this is one of their first times working together. at this point sonetto is still very focused on the official tasks at hand, trying to deal with the whole regulus thing, focusing on Doing Her Job. this is pre-her being appointed as vertin's assistant so it makes sense that they're working in conjunction with each other instead of sonetto helping her in such a close way.

however. in later chapter 1 and chapter 2, where we really start to see the proper story pick up, sonetto is becoming increasingly connected to the outside world. she befriends sotheby, the first person she's really connected with outside the foundation. the foundation has been her whole life for as long as she can remember, but now she's meeting Real People and making Real Friends. this, naturally, is a Big Deal - this is what starts to turn the gears in her brain that we see finish turning in ch3/ch4, where she goes to bat for vertin directly, going as far as to raise her voice on vertin's behalf. at this point in the story she's finally seeing what vertin wants Everyone to see - that there is so much more to life than serving the foundation.

and then!! sonetto, always following rules, always obeying instructions, is put in a position where the timekeeper Isn't There. she's gone, she's with the manus, and sonetto has to step up as the interim leader of the mission, since she is now the timekeeper's assistant. and she DOES!!! supported by her New Friends!!!! i personally think it would've been extremely difficult for her to make these decisions if she hadn't already been separated from vertin and met sotheby in the forest. already, her personal growth is being spurred on by being outside the foundation in a much freer context.

so not only does sonetto step up, but she makes several crucial decisions, including saving marian. this is a thing i think some people would brush off as just a "protect the peace of mankind" thing but it's more than that to me. right now sonetto is desperately trying to fix the Timekeeper Being Gone situation and she explicitly chooses to find marian, who she knew was being kept somewhere due to the traces of potion, even though there are objectively Bigger Problems. imo this isn't just her following the mantra the foundation promotes, it is also showing that she has already started to Really care about people outside of the main mission and goal at hand. she doesn't need to do that, she could just help the timekeeper get out, but she feels an obligation to not just the foundation's stated ideal of helping the people but to her own developing moral compass, her desire to protect people vertin considers important. that is crucial because we establish very early that vertin considers Everyone important, hence the photo wall and all the memorial stuff she shows regulus. so sonetto saves marian, jeopardizes her own safety, to follow her idea of what the foundation's motto should mean, instead of acting as if the mission is the only thing that matters. she's developing her own view of what protecting the peace means.

and then the end of chapter 2. sotheby, sonetto's first real friend outside the foundation walls, loses her caretaker, the person who was tasked with her safety. she is so far in over her head and instead of sticking with vertin, keeping her head down until the storm is done, and holding herself in place, she goes to comfort her. not for the first time, she leaves vertin's side - in this case the seat next to her at the table - and goes to the other side of the table to sit with sotheby and comfort her. this is representative of more than just her desire to comfort her friends - her leaving vertin's side at the table is a metaphor for her slowly peeling herself away from the rigid conformity the foundation has forced on everyone in it, choosing to stand on her own with the friends she has made in the Real World.

and then, of course, sonetto goes back to the foundation, realizes people are fucking with vertin, and gets Mad. sonetto is notable for being extremely passive unless she's protecting the timekeeper, but this goes well beyond that. in this case she is not standing up for vertin against critters or the manus - she's standing up for her against the people she's listened to without exception for her entire life so far. and she's doing it for vertin, because vertin is not just her boss, she's her Friend, and sonetto Takes Care Of Her Friends. so for probably one of the first times in her entire life sonetto raises her voice at someone in charge of her. she shows resistance against the people who she thinks are hurting vertin, and who she thinks are hurting the rest of the friends she's made.

at the very end of chapter 4, sonetto seems like she wants to say something about everything that's happened, but chooses not to. i have a feeling that she's not making that choice because she doesn't value her contribution. i think she's making that choice because whatever she was going to say was something she thought constantine wouldn't like. and she's starting to understand the concept of going behind someone's back to do things that are really important.

#can you tell i really like the italians in this game #reverse 1999 #sonetto reverse 1999 #reverse 1999 sonetto #reverse: 1999 #im obsessed with this bitchs character arc #also keep in mind i am writing these from the perspective of someone who cannot Play the actual game #ive watched through all the story stuff on youtube #so if there are any voice lines that change anything ive said ignore me 😭😭

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multifandom-nerds-blog · 8 months

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Thinking about Ducktales again. More theoratical analyzing. More ranting. More precisely about Ducktales humanity. (Less a biological take, more societal and historical)

I don't remember if there were any monkey or ape characters, but nevertheless evolution in the Ducktales world decided that, nope I don't like apes, it's gonna be primarily birds, ducks specifically who turn human

But it's not only birds, there also mammals, both carnivores (I think more of those?) and herbivores, yet again, birds are still the majority.

So whatever it was that caused the evolution, my take is that it's more birds simply cause "birds" were just already far more wide-spread around the globe due to their natural flying abilities pre evolution. And Ducks, cause, Idk, ducks are everywhere.

Anyways, the "animals" were probably evenly hit by evolution in general, but a lot of other species (lions, tigers, subspecies like pandas) in the wild were bound by territory. Ergo, due to more birds existing all over the globe, more humans in the modern age ended up being part of bird species cause they were more wide-spread in the beginning due to pre-evolution times. Also certain areas having more dangers (stone age, bronce age, I'm not sure how the early ages are called) for humans then others being a reason why some species exist more than others. (Again, human lions or tigers might have not been able to build bigger civilizations in early history due to having animal lions or tigers as dangers) (I know lions and tigers do not live in the same are btw, even if it might sound like that)

Now... Birds are basically the top of society in the Ducktales universe. They are more. They are everywhere. They are much more dominant. And I have thoughts about discrimination and the irony of birds that are "prey" being the majority of Ducktales humanity, but I should not only make a separate post for this, but also really sort my words so this doesn't end up sounding to weird.

Going back to the society: It somehow happened that human animals and animal animals live together. And in a way mostly similar to us. Pets exist. Feeding ducks with bred crumbs is a thing (that scene is why I'm writing this post). And people eat cheese, milk, eggs and meat.

Now, I don't know which is weirder. A human dog having another animal dog as a pet (hello Goofy) or a chicken eating chicken soup? (Huey wanted to give Scrooge chicken soup while Gyro was sitting on his computer and he didn't react. I guess cocked/baked duck/geese/turkey is also being eaten) Does it not count as cannibalism if it's not a conscious human, or do chickens just not eat chicken, pigs no ham and so on?

I am very much aware that this is just a disney show, targeted to kids mostly, and that those characters are all animals because they've always been animals. But I'm going between things like Zoomania and Beastars where the whole humanised animals topic is actually being discussed and also used to cover racsim as a topic, to things like Sing and Kung Fu panda where everyone just simply is an animal cause it's animation marketed to kids. Then we have Ducktales. And well, Bigotry, discrimination and racism isn't the topic of this show, obviously. It's about adventures and familiar relationships and drama. WHICH IS GREAT. No question. But then you have Penumbra being weirded out at conscious ducks feeding non-conscious ducks, and the whole 4th wall break episode in season 3 showing us that at least some people were very much aware of the undiscussed implications a show with only animal people has. Even if it's supposed to be a silly kids show.

Feel free to comment under this and reblog, cause I would really wanna know what others people thoughts about this are and maybe discuss it a little bit.

#disney ducktales #ducktales 2017 #ducktales #analyzes #More or less at least #tv shows #tv show analysis #I might also do one of my rantings about the biological aspect of different species becoming human #But that was also probably been done like a hundred times

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gmariam19 · 18 days

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Here's the first part of my Jedi thing. That's what it's called right now. The last one was the Shouty Fic, this is the Jedi Thing. Pretty sure I'm not the only one with super creative working titles, right? ;-)

Anyway, I like most of it, though I still need to tweak a few things (coughpoecough) and figure out how it ends. Finn has a nice talk with Rey . . . and then what?! He hasn't told me yet, so hopefully it's a happy ending. Until then, here is the opening - enjoy!

The Falcon is fast approaching Ajan Kloss, and Finn could not be more nervous, more relieved, and more excited to be returning. They have been gone for almost six months, but it feels like far longer. Six months of traveling, of training, of missing the one planet he'd actually started to call home. Six long months of missing his friends—Rose and Kin and Jannah, even BB-8. But especially Poe.

It is Poe he wants to see more than anyone, that he needs to see. To touch, to hear, to simply be with. Finn knew when he left that he was going to miss Poe, but he hadn’t been prepared for how much. He hadn’t expected the lonely ache, barely relieved by their occasional holo-calls. And he hadn’t expected the rush of feelings every time they did talk, sometimes for hours in the middle of the night. It took him several months, but he’d finally come to realize and accept those feelings. He loves learning about the Force and has every intention of continuing his studies, but he loves Poe even more. Going away had shown Finn how much he wants to be with Poe, not traveling across the galaxy chasing Jedi lore.

Rey sets the Falcon down in a nearby clearing, and Rose is there to meet them, her smile wide as she hugs them all close. Finn is disappointed to learn that Poe is in a meeting with several new Senate representatives, but he understands. Poe has been leading the Resistance—what remains and has been repurposed—all on his own since Finn left. Which is also something Finn missed, being a part of something so much bigger than him. Right now, he and Rey are the only ones learning about the Force. Rey hopes to find others, but Finn wants to stay on Ajan Kloss, to strike his own path with the Force while returning to the Resistance.

Instead of waiting impatiently, Finn visits with Rose and several others in the new building that had gone up not long after he’d left. It’s a basic pre-fab, not nearly as much as they need, but better than the cave they had started in, and Finn is glad that Poe and the others finally have a real base of operations. He wonders what it will be like, to return now and stay; he’s been living off a ship with Rey for so long he hardly remembers what living planetside with other people feels like anymore. He’s looking forward to it.

After a quick tour, including the quarters that had been set aside for him, Finn heads back to the Falcon to get his things. He hears a shout behind him and turns to see Poe striding across the large clearing. They both speed up until they crash together in a warm embrace. Finn is struck hard by the memory of their first reunion, back on D’Qar after the firefight on Takodana. There is the same feeling of relief, only now he is relieved to be home. And it is wrapped with all the other feelings he has developed for Poe since the fateful day they met.

“Welcome back, buddy!” Poe murmurs into his neck, before stepping back and holding him at arm’s length. “Stars, it’s good to see you! You look…” He shakes his head, his eyes warm and full of wonder. “You look like a real Jedi.”

Finn rolls his eyes. “It’s only been a few months, Poe. I’m not ready yet.”

Poe runs a hand down the long robe Finn is wearing, smiles softly. “It’s been six months. And you could’ve fooled me. You look amazing.” Poe pulls him into another embrace. ”Kriff, I missed you. Almost didn’t think you’d come back.”

Finn feels his world shift. Poe missed him too. But Poe didn’t think he’d come back. Which makes Finn even more determined to stay. He pulls back and grins at Poe.

“Good thing I’m staying, then,” he says, and Poe’s eyes go wide.

Just like that, Finn can’t wait any longer, can’t hold back. He’d thought about what he would say, what he would do, when he saw Poe again, except he’s now forgotten it all. His nerves, his instincts, his heart—something takes over, and he wraps his hand around the back of Poe's head to pull him into a deep kiss. He closes his eyes and hopes he's not wrong about this, that he’s not making the biggest mistake of his life. They’ve been dancing around it since before he left, and he’s ready to finally move forward, together.

Poe kisses him back, really kisses him, and Finn feels his heart rejoice, that this is finally happening after wanting it for so long. It is perfect, the feel of Poe pressing against him and wrapping his arms around Finn's waist. This is what was missing from his life over the last six months, the love he feels and pours into his kiss, so that Poe feels it too, and knows that Finn has come back to stay.

There are scattered whoops and cheers from around the clearing, which would be embarrassing if Finn cared about anything but their kiss at that moment. But too soon Poe breaks away, slowly and reluctantly, eyes wide as surprise and confusion vibrates through the Force; something is wrong.

"Poe?" he asks as Poe takes another step backward, his face confused as he touches his lips. "What's wrong? Did I…because I thought…or I hoped…" He can't even frame the words, the sudden fear in his chest threatening to choke him.

"Finn," Poe says, shaking his head. He glances around, notices more than a few people are still watching with big grins and even another smattering of applause. He grabs Finn’s hand and pulls him behind the Falcon. Finn watches warily, a sick feeling settling in the pit of his stomach as Poe starts pacing, then stops and stares at him. "What’s going on? What was that?”

"What was that?" Finn repeats. "It was me, finally telling you how I feel. I’ve known for months, and I couldn’t wait to tell you any longer."

"You've been gone for six months!" Poe exclaims. "I didn't think you felt that way before you left. And you were gone so long, I didn't think it would ever happen now that…" He trails off, his face falling.

"Now that what?" Finn asks. "Now that I'm back? Poe, I missed you so much. I couldn't stop thinking about it.” He swallows his fear. “About this—about us.”

Poe still looks uncertain, almost gutted, which both confuses Finn and is starting to make him scared and even angry. Does Poe not feel the same? Was Finn—and Rey and Rose and every other person who has asked about him and Poe over the last year, teased him and encouraged him—were they all wrong? Has he ruined everything, particularly their friendship? Because it would break his heart all over again if he did.

"What about Rey?" Poe asks. "What about the Force?"

Finn throws his hands up in the air, frustrated. Why is either one an issue? He's tired of Rey coming between them, had thought Poe was over his misunderstanding and supported Finn training wholeheartedly. Could he have been wrong?

"Dammit, Poe, why do you always bring her into this? It's not an issue. I told you there's nothing between us. There never has been, there never will be, and I wish you would—"

"No, your training," Poe interrupts. "Finn, you're going to be a Jedi—a strong, amazing Jedi! This—" he gestures between them "—is nothing compared to that."

"What?" Finn exclaims. "Are you serious? You're telling me after that kiss, that this is nothing? That you didn't feel anything? That after all we've been through, I was wrong to think you did?"

"Of course not!" Poe pulls at his hair, turning in a frustrated circle. "Finn, I—" He steps forward, takes Finn’s face between his hands kisses him again, and Finn knows that yes, Poe feels the same way he does. But he can also sense uncertainty. Sadness and fear. What he doesn't understand is why. Poe stops the kiss, rests his forehead against Finn's, and he can see the brightness in the other man's eyes.

"Finn, I have loved you for so long," Poe tells him, his voice cracking before he takes a breath. "But I gave up hope months ago, when you left to train. I didn't think you felt the same, and now…” He sighs, but Finn doesn’t understand.

"Now what?" Finn asks. "I feel the same way! So what’s wrong? Are you…are you with someone? Someone else?” Finn steps back, suddenly cold. The thought hadn’t even occurred to him before that moment. He’d simply assumed Poe would always be there, that they would have their chance to be together someday. But maybe Poe has moved on.

Poe smiles sadly. “As if I could ever forget about you. Of course there’s no one else. But you…Finn, you’re almost a Jedi. Everything is different now.”

Finn still doesn’t understand, tries to imagine what might be different. He’d once been worried that his Force sensitivity would come between them, though Poe had seemed to accept it at the time. Maybe that’s what changed. “You're not afraid of me now, are you? I'm still me, I can just…you know, float a few rocks." He doesn’t mention the lightsaber he is working on, or how hard it’s been to meditate with his crystal because all he can think about is Poe.

"I could never be scared of you," Poe tells him, his voice strong and sure. "But Jedi don’t…Finn, does Rey know you're here? With me?"

"Of course she does," Finn says, irritated again. "And leave her out of this. This is between me and you." "Are you leaving your training, then?" Poe asks, shaking his head and looking upset. "Because you can't do that, you are supposed to be a Jedi! You can't stop because of me."

"I wasn't planning on stopping," Finn insists, still confused. "Poe, what's going on? I don't understand."

"Finn, Jedi…the old Jedi weren't supposed to have relationships," he says. "To get married, to have a family. It was part of their training, the old Jedi code." He frowns, because Finn is shocked, and it must show on his face. "I thought you knew that. Don't you know that?"

"I didn't," Finn whispers. "But why? I don't understand. How could anyone forbid something like love?" "I don’t know," Poe says. "Maybe it’s too distracting, or they felt it would complicate things. They took an oath."

Finn stares at him. "How do you know that? How do I not know that?"

"My grandfather used to tell me stories," Poe tells him. Finn can tell from the look on Poe’s face that the memories are strong, important to Poe. "And they were amazing stories, Finn. The Jedi…they were so strong, and compassionate, and wise, and they protected the galaxy for centuries. You have a chance to be a part of that, to bring the Jedi back!”

“But Leia…Leia was a Jedi, she trained Rey!” Finn protests. “And she was married, she…” He trails off as Poe shakes his head.

“Leia never completed her training,” he tells Finn. “She said her path was different than her brother’s.”

"I can't believe Rey didn't say anything," Finn whispers, his heart breaking within him. "All this time, she must have known."

Poe steps closer, takes his hand. "I'm sorry," he says, his voice cracking. "Maybe she doesn’t know. But I can’t take this away from you. Finn, you are all I've ever wanted, but the galaxy needs the Jedi far more."

Finn pulls him forward and kisses him again, and Poe returns the kiss until Finn stops this time. "And you are all I want. But this isn't over, Poe. I'm not giving this up."

"I won't make you choose," Poe protests.

"You won't have to," Finn tells him. One more kiss, then he turns away. "Because I made my choice a long time ago."

He leaves Poe standing there, can feel the other man's surprise and confusion, but also his love. He practically runs from ship, determined to find Rey, to learn the truth about the Jedi code. And if Poe is right, then Finn knows how this will end, because he choose Poe long before he knew anything about the Force.

#finnpoe #stormpilot #poe dameron #finn #star wars #fanfiction #gmariam19

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maremartinelli · 1 month

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LIKE YOU'VE DONE BEFORE

Edmund Pevensie X Fem!reader

Summary: In which Edmund becomes jealous of the friendship that Y/n has with Caspian and ends up saying nasty things. Which results in a much bigger problem.

Words: 4K+

Warnings: Mention of death, mention of betrayal, drowning, swearing, injuries and a cute happy ending.

Author: Always remembering that English is not my first language, I apologize for any spelling errors that may be in the story. And I'm sorry, I got carried away and wrote four thousand words.But the plot is good, have fun!!!

MASTERLIST

Y/n and Edmund were already friends when they went to the professor's house to escape the war. And it was also there when they were able to travel to Narnia for the first time, and despite everything they went through, they had each other for support.

After defeating the White Queen and becoming kings and queens of Narnia, Ed and Y/n's friendship began to take a different direction. They were both more than in love with each other and everyone knew it, but they were so oblivious that they didn't notice the signs they were giving.

A few years passed and courage came along with maturity and they confessed the feelings they felt for each other. It didn't take long for Edmund to ask Y/n to marry him and they got married.

However, after 1 year of marriage, Y/n and the Pevensies brothers ended up returning to the real world, in which they were still children.

And after long conversations, Y/n and Edmund returned to their relationship status and became boyfriends again. Because well, it wasn't the most common thing for pre-teens to be married, like that from one day to the next - despite having spent years in Narnia.

The years in the real world passed, Edmund and Y/n were happy with their relationship. They both studied at the same school, they had returned home, everything was going very well. Until a call comes and drags them to Narnia again.

After much searching for why they were there, they meet Prince Caspian who ends up telling them everything that was happening in the world.

Days passed and the ancient kings and queens had formed an army of soldiers together with Caspian, to prevent any type of threat that the Telmarines could send.

At the moment, Edmund and Y/n were sitting on top of the cave in which they were 'hiding'.

The 16-year-old girl was swinging her legs, while Edmund was behind them, with his arms around her waist and his head resting on his left shoulder.

"What would have happened if we hadn't returned to our world the first time we came here?" Edmund asks, while looking at the horizon together with Y/n.

The sun was still very high, but as it was autumn, the sun's rays did not provide adequate heat.

Y/n shifts a little and puts her hands where Ed's were.

"Honestly?? I don't know. But one thing is for sure, we wouldn't be here to help Caspian with the Telmarines." Edmund rolls his eyes when he mentions the prince's name. It wasn't like he hated the man. But lately he was with Y/n a lot and that was making the brunette jealous. "I don't think I could live 1300 years to be here" The girl jokes and Edmund smiles.

He places a kiss on the girl's shoulder and turns his head to look at his girlfriend.

"Since we're here, we should go for a walk. Peter said that later--" Ed can't finish, as someone is calling Y/n's name downstairs.

“Y/N!!” The person looks up and waves at the two.

"Can't this idiot see that you're busy?" Edmund spoke quietly, just to himself.

"CASPIAN, HI!!" Y/n waves from above, as she takes Edmundo's hands off her waist and prepares to get up. "I had agreed with Caspian that I would help him train with the sword." She smiles at Edmund, who now had a frown as he looked down at Caspian, as the Prince spoke to Reepicheep.

"Shouldn't we go for a walk now?" Ed turns his head to Y/n, but he was still in his place. Meanwhile, Y/n took her sword and placed it next to her waist and tied her hair in a high ponytail.

"I'm sorry. I'll see you later" The girl leans over and places a quick kiss on her boyfriend's cheek and walks towards the stairs.

Edmund turns forward again and sighs deeply, as he sees his girlfriend approach Caspian downstairs and laugh at something he said.

It's not like Edmund is a man with insecurities. On the contrary, he had a gigantic ego and loved to tease Y/n with it. Which made the girl roll her eyes and say that he was a man with very high self-esteem. But ever since Caspian showed up and formed a friendship with Y/n, he felt inferior to the prince.

There was even one night where Y/n was talking to Caspian about the war that was brewing and Edmund found himself thinking how well the two of them suited each other.

If Y/n knew this, she could spank her boyfriend and tell him to never think about it again. He was hers, and she would always be his. There was nothing and no one that could make the two separate.

But Edmund didn't know.

•••••••••••••••••••••••

Hours had passed and if they were to calculate the time with the position of the sun, they could say that it was already past 4 in the afternoon.

Edmund was inside with Lucy, Susan and Peter while the three talked about strategies against Miraz. Ed's mind wasn't fully in the conversation, Y/n and Caspian hadn't yet returned from training and this was causing different paranoias that his mind invented.

"Edmund? Are you okay?" Lucy asks and the other two brothers turn their heads to look at the boy too.

"Yes, yes. Of course" he says shaking his head and smiling fakely.

"So what did Peter just say?"

"Something about you and Susan going to the forest later" Edmund says and Lucy nods and returns to the conversation with her older brothers.

No more minutes pass and Edmund can hear Y/n's voice fill his ears, followed by Caspian's laughter. Which made the Righteous King roll his eyes slightly.

"I'm glad you're here!! I wanted to talk to you" Peter says as Y/n and the Prince approached them.

Y/n smiles and approaches Edmund to wrap his arm around Ed's.

It was no secret that Y/n's love actor was physical touch. Whenever she could, she hooked her arms with Edmund's, or just her little fingers. Kisses were also exchanged, on the corner of the mouth, on the cheek, on the neck, on the hand. She and Ed were in love with each other and never failed to show it to the public.

However, this time, when Y/n approached him to touch him, he shied away. At the moment, Y/n didn't notice and so didn't try to make contact with him again, she was paying attention to what Peter was telling her. However, Susan and Lucy observed their younger brother's action and exchanged glances.

"As I had for my brothers, we will leave in the morning to go to Miraz's camp, while Edmund goes to meet him to send a message, Caspian and Y/n try to get as much equipment as they can from their army. Ok?" Peter finishes and Y/n nods while the others respond that everything is fine.

"It was just that?" Edmund asks and Peter nods. "Okay, I'm leaving" he says in a serious tone and leaves the room. Leaving, Peter and Caspian talking, while Y/n frowned and watched her boyfriend leave the large space. Therefore, Susan and Lucy exchanged glances again.

"What was this?" Y/n turns to her sisters-in-law and asks.

Lucy shrugs. As if to say he didn't know either.

"We don't know. The moment you arrived and went close to him, Lucy and I saw that he escaped. But after that, I think there is something wrong with him" Susan says worriedly.

"I saw him leave, but I didn't want to say anything." Y/n speaks. "We were much earlier. I'm going to see what's going on!!" Y/n smiles at her sisters-in-law before moving.

"Lucy and I are going to get ready to leave. Let us know anything, ok?" Susan puts a hand on her sister-in-law's shoulder and she smiles.

"Okay. And you guys take care!!" Y/n says and smiles at them, so Susan and Lucy leave the room too.

"So?? Do you want to train more or enough classes for today?" Caspian asks as soon as Peter starts talking to his troops.

"I think today is fine. I'm going to check on Eds. He's been acting strange since we arrived" Y/n says and Caspian nods positively.

"Okay. Go check on your husband" he smiles kindly.

Y/n furrows her eyebrows and smiles.

"How do you know Ed and I were married?" She puts her hands in the back pocket of her pants and questions Caspian with a smile.

"Well, I had to do some research before they called you guys to help me." He says raising his arms in surrender. "They were murderers and they were at my uncle's side"

Y/n rolls her eyes smiling.

"Really. It's always good to do some research like that beforehand" She laughs and then walks away a little. "See you later, Caspian"

He raises a hand as a way of saying goodbye and Y/n leaves and goes to where Edmund could be.

After looking for him in every room, the last place he could be is up there. Where was he with her earlier?

Once there, Edmund had his feet on the edge and threw some pebbles he found on the ground beside him.

"Eds, is everything okay? You walked out of the room strangely just now. And well, these last few days you've been acting really strangely too. Is something going on?" Y/n asks as she bends down and places her hands on his shoulders.

He shrugs his shoulders and Y/n removes his hands and looks at Ed, while sitting next to him.

"It's okay...I guess" he says quietly.

"Ed...I know when something is going on with you. I've known you since I was little, we were married and dating for years. You can trust me." She tries to get closer to him, but he removes his hand before she can put it on.

“Yes, that’s the problem Y/n!!” He turns quickly, making Y/n jump. "I can trust you, I've known you for years. The way you know me, I know you, but it's not happening anymore. These meetings of yours with Caspian all early in the morning and late in the afternoon are driving me crazy." He gets up and Y/n looks at him scared.

Which ends up causing her to get up too and start to question what he was trying to say.

"Edmund?? What are you insinuating with that??" Y/n says seriously. "You mean I'm seeing Caspian because I can have a secret romance with him??? IS THAT?" Y/n freaks out. How in years could he think that of her?!

“IT’S Y/N, EXACTLY THAT!!” He screams and opens his arms briefly. Which made Y/n's eyes start to form tears in the corner of them. "You spend so much time with him, I feel like you're putting our relationship aside. I know we're in a possible war, but spending time with your boyfriend doesn't kill anyone."

"Are you listening to what you're saying?? It seems like you don't trust me and our relationship" she says with some tears falling.

"How can I trust?? When we were Kings and Queens of Narnia, you ran away from your marriage to the prince of Calormania to be with me. What guarantee do I have, that you are not doing this again to be with Caspian and me?" drop??" Edmund says loudly and turns to see Y/n, realizing what had said, his eyes widen.

Y/n stands ecstatic in place. Immobile, statue. His brain was replaying all the words Ed will just say.

What guarantee do I have that you're not doing this again to get Caspian and dump me??

Was that what he thought of her?? If she had done it once, could she do it again? With him?? Love of your life?!!

"Y/n, I don't..." He tries to say but she cuts him off in the middle of the sentence.

"Is that what you think about me, Edmund??" Tears fall violently from the girl's eyes. "Do you think that if I did it once I can do it again?? Do you think I have a chance of leaving you?? You are insulting me, as if I were capable of that. You know very well how I feel about this matter. It's the same thing about you!! Would you like me to say that you have a chance of betraying your brothers again?? I NEVER INSIGNED THAT TO YOU. HOW COULD EDMUND BE ABLE TO DO THAT??" Y/n practically screams, as she turns to leave.

"Y/n, that's not what I was saying. You know--" he follows her up the stairs and outside.

"SHUT UP" She screams. "SHUT UP, SHUT UP, SHUT UP" she screams desperately, making Peter, who was inside, listen. "Leave me alone" Y/n says before walking away and leaving Edmund crying.

Peter runs out and finds Edmund kneeling on the floor crying desperately, while running his hands through his hair.

"Ed, what happened??" Peter approaches his brother. “I heard Y/n screaming.” With this sentence, Edmund cries more.

Peter helps his brother to cheer himself up, as he stood up and looked around to see if Y/n was nearby.

The sun was starting to set and he didn't want anyone outside the perimeters they had established. If not, it would be certain death if it was disarming.

Peter had even thought about sending some of his soldiers to go after Y/n, but he knew that she and Edmund had a fight and she needed to cool down.

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Night had already fallen and hours had passed, and Y/n still hadn't returned.

Looking around the perimeter, one of the soldiers had informed Peter, Caspian and Edmund that one of the horses had gone missing. Which led the three of them to think that Y/n had gone riding to try and distract her mind.

"Alright, me and a few others will go after Queen Y/n. In the meantime, you guys stay here in case she shows up." Peter says.

"I'll go along" Edmund says, getting up from a rock he was sitting on.

Reepicheep jumps on Edmund's shoulder and slaps him on the head.

"aww!!"

"You stay here. I heard your fight and I know the last person she wants to see is you. Sit there now!!" He says harshly and Edmund obeys.

Caspian lowers his head and hides as Edmund glares deadly at him.

"Should we inform Susan and Lucy too??" Caspian says, as he looked at King Peter now.

"They must be very far away now. But we will find Y/n before they even ask if everything is okay here." Peter tries to think positively.

With that, Peter and 3 other soldiers from his troops left to go in search of Y/n who was now probably lost in the forest. Thus leaving Caspian, Edmund and Reepicheep inside.

"Look..." Caspian starts saying and Edmund looks at him. "I probably know that the fight started because of me..."

"...I'm glad you know..." Edmund rolls his eyes.

"And I really didn't want to have caused it. I never looked at her or thought about anything more than our friendship. She's a sweet, gentle, companionable girl. Before I called you to Narnia again, I found out that you were married and had a beautiful relationship before this, it was never my intention to separate one from the other. I also know how much she loves you, in our first trainings, she couldn't stop talking about how you trained her in Cair Paravel. Her eyes filled with love and passion when" Caspian he finishes and gives Edmund a friendly smile, before leaving and leaving him alone.

And when he realized the positive words Caspian gave him, Edmund burst into tears again.

And meanwhile, Peter and the soldiers were in the dense forest looking for Y/n. The current of the river that passed by them was so violent that it made a giant noise.

"KING PETER, I THINK I FOUND SOMETHING" Oreius says louder than Peter could hear.

With that, The Magnificent King and the others approach where Oreius was. Only to see Y/n's horse lying dead on the riverbank, with some arrows in its belly and Y/n trapped between some rocks in the river, also with an arrow shot in her left arm.

“Holy shit, Y/n!!” Peter exclaims desperately as he gets off the horse and runs to the water to get her out.

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After pulling Y/n out of the water, Peter and the troops ran to where they were camping so he could go to one of his soldiers who could save her.

The Queen was in terrible condition, and if there was no one who had medical experience, the end would be near.

Not even Lucy's bottle could help, since she and Susan had left for a mission and if they were to call them now to come back, Y/n would already be gone.

Arriving at the place where they were, Peter gets off the horse with Y/n in his arms and runs to the main room. Thus asking Oreius to call someone from his troops with medical experience to help his sister-in-law.

“Y/N!?” Edmund runs towards his brother and his girlfriend, while Peter placed Y/n lying on the floor.

"We found her in the river trapped in some rocks. We don't know how long she was there, but she was hit by an arrow and that probably caused her to fall off her horse and drown in the water." Peter explains and Edmund tried to do mouth to mouth breathing with her, so that she would come back to life.

"Has anyone called a specialist yet??" Edmund speaks loudly and they nod their heads in agreement.

Before long, Oreius arrived with a fellow soldier who said she already had experience with this type of trauma and had already managed to save some.

"Excuse me" Fabieni - the minotaur, approaches Y/n's body and begins to carry out the procedures with the equipment available there.

King Peter asked to empty the room and leave only those most useful. So as not to disturb Fabieni in the rescue process.

Caspian nodded and was about to leave with the others, when he felt a hand pull his forearm.

"Y-you can stay" Caspian looks back and sees Edmund with his eyes full of tears.

Caspian smiles slightly and nods.

Peter, Caspian, Edmund and Oreius were further away from Y/n's body, so as not to disturb Fabieni in the process.

There were a few minutes of Fabieni giving Y/n cardiac massage and examining the arrow wound on her arm, before stopping and looking down. Which left Edmund distressed.

"What happened?? What's going on??" Edmund gets up and approaches Y/n's body.

"I've tried everything... But we don't know exactly how long she was in the water, and we don't know how deep the arrow could be in her chest. And if we pull it out and there's a hemorrhage, we don't have any equipment that can save her." la. Your pulse is also very weak...I'm sorry, King Edmund..." Fabieni says before getting up and being guided by Oreius out of the room.

Edmundol lowers himself onto Y/n's body and begins to cry desperately. Peter also had some tears in his eyes when he approached his brother.

"Ed...did you hear Fabieni...come on brother, there's nothing--"

"NO!!" Edmund screams and starts giving Y/n a cardiac massage, while interspersing with mouth-to-mouth breathing. "I'm not going to let Y/n go away like this. There's something. Someone call Susan and Lucy here again, Lucy has that bottle that can help and--"

"They're very far away at these times, Ed" Peter tries to put his hand on his brother's shoulder.

"NO, GET UP AND DO SOMETHING. I'M NOT GOING TO LET MY WIFE DIE HERE!!" Edmund screams and goes back to doing cardiac massage.

What he didn't know was that right when Peter went after Y/n, Caspian had called them by trumpet and they would probably already be nearby.

"Peter, come here..." Caspian calls the supreme king and they both leave the room, to leave Edmund alone and Caspian to talk to Peter about what he had already done.

"Come on, Y/n" Edmund squeezed Y/n's chest, so that her pulse increased. "Come back to me, baby." He cries, almost losing his strength but never giving up on her. "I'm sorry for everything I put you through, it's all my fault. You know I love you so much and I wouldn't do anything to hurt you. But I feel like I hurt your heart with those disgusting words I screamed at you. So please come back to me." Edmund cries as he says it. "If you don't want to be with me anymore, that's fine, but please. Come back to life"

Edmund spent around 40 minutes doing cardiac massage until the queens arrived.

"Where is she, where is she?" Lucy runs into the room. "Edmund!!"

"Lucy!!"

"Caspian called us a few hours ago, we didn't know what it was but we came as quickly as possible" Susan explains as she approaches her younger brother.

Edmund looks at Caspian and tries to smile.

He made a mental note to thank Caspian after this was all over.

"Come Ed, let Lúcia take care of it now" Peter calls his brother and wraps him in a hug, while Edmund looked at his girlfriend's body, almost devoid of color and life.

Lucy bent down next to Y/n's body with the bottle and checked her pulse. Thus, standing next to your sister-in-law's glass without making any movement or putting a drop from the bottle in her mouth

"Lucy, why are you standing there?? Do something!!" Edmund asks, trying to get out of his older brother's arms.

Meanwhile, Susan, Caspian, Oreius and reepicheep were further away.

"I need her heartbeat to stop so I can put the liquid in her. We don't know what will happen if I ingest it in her, when she still has life. Even if it's minimal" Lucy says and then checks her pulse.

It doesn't take long for Lucy to place her sister-in-law's arm on the floor and turn to her brothers.

"The pulse is gone" she says and Edmund starts to cry. "Now we just have to pray for it to take effect" Lucy says while shaking and putting a drop of the liquid in her sister-in-law's mouth and taking the arrow out of her chest, thus pressing it so that there is no bleeding.

Seconds and minutes passed and nothing was back to normal.

Edmund leaves Peter's side and approaches Y/n.

"Why isn't it working??" He asks desperately and Lucy gets up, now with some tears in her eyes.

Had she arrived too late??

Edmund looks at Y/n and caresses his girlfriend/wife's pale cheek.

"Y/n, please...come back to me" a tear falls from Ed's eye and lands on the girl's face. Thus making her open her eyes and start coughing.

Ed helps her get up to spit out the water that was still in the girl's throat.

"It's okay, it's okay" Ed says as she spits out all the water and cries.

"Ed..." She wraps her arms around his neck and puts her head on his shoulder.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said all those words. I was so scared of losing you, that I almost made it happen. It's still my fault." He cries.

"I'm here. I'm fine!! I don't plan on leaving your life, I never have" Y/n whispers.

"Please do not leave me."

"Never, darling.

Author: Just to explain, the Fabieni described in the story does not exist in the films. I only created her to have a role as a doctor, so as not to get lost without someone specialized in the health field there in this story.

#fanfiction #y/n #romance #marriage #lovers #edmund pevensie #imagines #imagines edmund pevensie #the chronicles of narnia #narnia #peter pevensie #king and queen

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brighteyedbushybrowed · 2 years

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𝐑𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐫

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 (Eddie x Reader) Eddie hates seeing you in pain. What he hates more is you telling him that you’re scared of disappointing him if you don’t give him sex regularly. However, your idea of regular and his idea of regular are completely different.

𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 Fluff because I need comfort rn and I will have it! Also kinda angsty I guess? Idk man I’m living vicariously through reader tonight.

𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞 This is just a short one because I’m in pain (thanks IBS you BITCH) and just want Eddie to comfort me and make it go away. Also I’ve not proofread this because I just whacked it out and put it out there for the world to see (or worldussy according to Pinocchio I guess)

While Eddie hadn’t been dating you for long, he recognised that this was one of the worst flare ups you’d had to date. The way you curled up around a hot water bottle and whimpered, tears streaming down your face as you waited for painkillers to kick in, made his heart ache in his chest. You’d reassured him in the past that it wouldn’t last forever, a few days or a week maximum. He trusted that you knew what you were talking about after having IBS for a few years now, but he still worried for you. Listening to your pained sounds when you moved too fast or when that sharp, stabbing pain shot through your bowel made him want to cry with you.

“I’m sorry,” you said, your voice shaking as you tried to coil yourself tighter and make yourself smaller.

He frowned, stroking your hair out of your face. “Baby, what do you mean? You’ve got nothing to be sorry for.”

You averted his gaze when you spoke again. “It must be annoying looking after me.”

“What? No, I could never find it annoying. You can’t control when you get flare ups or how bad they are. And what kind of boyfriend would I be if I dumped you for having a chronic health condition?”

You mumbled something, but it was too quiet for him to pick up on it.

“Sweetheart, you need to speak up a bit. I couldn’t hear what you said,” he replied. He wiped away one of your tears with his thumb then cupped your cheek.

“I just... I know you probably think it’s really unattractive when I end up keeled over on the toilet for god knows how long. And-”

“Whoa, whoa, hey, calm down,” he cooed, laying down behind you and pulling you against him so that he was spooning you. “Nothing, and I mean nothing, could ever convince me that you’re not the most beautiful, attractive, sexy person in the world. I love you and think you’re stunning whether you’re having a good health day or a bad health day.”

Eddie sensed there was more to it when you didn’t argue back. He was so used to you telling him he was wrong and coming up with wild scenarios that you thought would put him off you. The fact you said nothing back alerted him to the fact that there was a bigger issue you weren’t divulging.

“Please tell me what’s going on.” He nuzzled the back of your head and gave your chest a gentle squeeze, not wanting to risk causing you more pain by doing it to your stomach. “Has somebody said something to make you feel like this? Have I said something?”

You were quick to shake your head.

“Then what is it? You know you can tell me and I won’t judge you. I promised you from day one you could tell me anything and I’d never judge.”

He waited patiently for you to respond, knowing that sometimes you just needed a moment to think of the words to say because you were worried about upsetting him or hurting his feelings (not possible in his opinion). He felt his heart break when you opened your mouth at last.

“You could go out there and find a partner that gives you sex much more than I do. I feel like I always leave you hanging and don’t have sex with you as much as other couples do. Sometimes I wonder if you’d be happier with someone you can have sex with regularly, you know? Someone that doesn’t have to take days off because of a stupid health condition. It’s probably really frustrating being with me.”

Eddie gently turned you so that you were facing him, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “Are you in the same relationship I am? We have sex all the time.”

You furrowed your brows. “No we don’t.”

“Baby, we have sex multiple times a week. That’s a pretty regular schedule. Honestly, I think this is the most frequently I’ve had sex in any relationship.” The metalhead’s fingers gently traced your brow and trailed down to your jaw.

“But we don’t have sex every day. Other couples have it more than once a day.”

Eddie laughed. “Just because it’s not everyday doesn’t mean we don’t regularly have sex. Like I said, I’ve never had sex with anyone as regularly as I have it with you. Three or four times a week is more than enough for me, so don’t apologise or feel bad about it. Any more frequent than that and I think my dick would drop off.”

He grinned at the giggle he managed to get out of you. Even though you still had worry etched on your face, he was relieved to hear that gorgeous sound topple from your lips.

“So you’re not... disappointed?” you questioned, voice wavering.

He shook his head and pressed his lips softly against yours. “You could never disappoint me. I’m proud to call you my partner regardless of whether we have sex or not. I love you because you’re you. Sex doesn’t factor into my feelings.”

You nodded your head and carefully shifted closer to him so that he could lie on his back with your head on his chest, resting roughly where his heart was. His arms wrapped around you and held you against him, thumbs caressing you in soothing circles.

“I love you too, Eddie. More than anything.”

#stranger things #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #fanfic #mine #my fanfic #fluff #comfort bc i need it rn #shut up i'm not crying it's allergies

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preromantics · 5 months

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wip clearing 2: peter/tony post-nwh stripper!peter

continuing my 'this one isn't going to get written' clearing!

context: this really couldn't be done justice at less than like 20k words the way i had it outlined and i didn't have the attention span for that

under the cut: a mismash 1.4k of plot dump and a few more fleshed out bits. not really fic-like but dumping here anyway for the jist!

Peter needs easy cash and all the under the table jobs he’s been getting aren’t cutting it (pizza delivery, irregular odd jobs like helping people move) and he stumbles into being a stripper at a slighty-above-seedy club – the kind that pays him under the table because he just keeps what he gets during dances but the kind that also has a pretty good bouncer out front, so the clientele isn’t the worst.

Turns out everything the bite enhanced wasn’t just good for being a friendly neighborhood superhero: it makes him a pretty amazing stripper. He picks up the pole work like he did swinging from buildings; a little practice, a few face plants and awkward moments, and then it’s as easy as anything else.

Just like in this new version of his life where no one knows him, he’s anonymous at the club. Just like Spider-Man, he also tends to attract a crowd.

(“Do a flip!” someone shouts one night, with Peter at the top of the pole, arched back and hanging on by one hand, every muscle taught and the lines of his body on display. And Peter smiles, beatific, and flips backwards off the pole, two rotations in the air before he’s landing at the edge of the stage. It’s a record night, his tight lamé briefs stuffed with cash sticking to his sweat-slick hips and the curve of his ass.)

It becomes easy. Patrolling in the early evening and sometimes after his shifts, glitter and smoke under his suit but the adrenaline of a good night keeping him awake and alert. The water-stained drop ceiling above Peter’s closet in his shitty apartment ends up stuffed with cash in ziploc bags.

It’s still easy, even, when the news breaks that Mr. Stark is back. The details aren’t public knowledge, and Peter longs to know how it happens, but what matters is something is now right in the world again – even if no one knows Peter, still, he feels lighter after hearing the news.

He doesn’t seek out Mr. Stark, assuming he also has no recollection of Peter Parker, and if Peter keeps an eye out for a glint of red and gold while he’s patrolling, it’s just to see if Mr. Stark at least remembers Spider-Man. (He never sees the suit, so it doesn’t matter. In fact, even with Mr. Stark back, there are no reports on Iron Man at all anymore.)

Peter has settled into his new normal, over a year into his stripper gig, and now on stage at a much nicer, fancier club (that still agreed to keep him off payroll if he gave a bigger cut to the house). It’s a few months since Tony Stark rejoined the living, Peter’s passed his GED but hasn’t sent in any applications, the cash he’s been saving up growing each week and starting to weigh on him.

It’s early in the night, and no one notices when Peter slips into the dressing room ten minutes late to his shift. This club is less likely to hand waive lateness, Peter knows – a condition of his under the table employment here was showing up when scheduled and a bigger cut of tips to the house than the other dancers.

The clientele, location, the drinks – basically everything is better than the first place Peter started stripping at last year, though, so the extra percentage at the end of the night and ability to hand waive the background check that would flag Peter as a ghost make it worth it. He’s really trying to not be late, to cut his pre-shift patrols off earlier so he doesn’t jeopardize his quote-un-quote employment.

Some nights, though, the city just seems to want to hold on to Spider-Man from block to block.

Peter has his face close to the mirror, working with some green and yellow color correctors the way one of the girls at the old club taught him to hide the bruise blossoming on his lower jaw. By the end of the night it will be barely visible, anyway, between his healing factor and the way the club gets darker and the clientele gets tipsier, looking at Peter with glassy eyes.

He’s almost done buffing everything out with concealer over the top and already reaching for a pot of subtle glitter from his backpack when one of the new girls (Amber, maybe? Peter keeps meaning to get better at the social part of this new place) bursts into the room with a high-pitched squeal.

“Tony Stark is here!” she says, her eyes wide. Peter meets them through the mirror, hands stilling. “Like, actually him. I saw him putting a black lacy mask on at the door.”

Peter’s first thought is that he should leave. He should definitely leave, fake a stomach bug or something. There are six of them in the small dressing room, all in various states of getting ready for the night ahead, but every person stops what they’re doing, and the room becomes so loud all at once that Peter stays frozen, now staring down his own reflection.

It’s been three months since the PR whirlstorm that surrounded Mr. Stark’s resurrection.

He’s with Rhody. Peter waivers on if he’ll cut out or stay. He ends up staying. It’s masquerade night. They hand out fancy masks at the door and the dancers have masks, so it feels a little more comfortable than it should, hiding behind a mask. He doesn’t think Tony knows who he is, anyway, since no one remembers Peter Parker – why would Mr. Stark be any different. He ends up doing a back room with a nice co-worker named Amber. It’s all above board at this club (for the most part) and the back rooms have their own pole, good lighting, and luxurious leather couches. “They requested a guy and a girl, and you’re our best guy, c’mon, Pete,” Amber says, with wide eyes that absolutely work. Peter suddenly understands why Amber gets the most private rooms. Peter loses himself to the backroom, to the touches, the music, seeing the crinkled eyes of his mentor up close again for the first time in years.

Are you going to tell me why you’re working in a strip club yet, Peter Parker? Tony whispers at the end of the dance.

Peter bolts.

When he thinks about it, he’s not even sure anything about his life will change, at this point, if one person (Tonytonytony his brain says) remembers who he is – and after a (scheduled) day off it’s time for another shift. He’s wavering on showing up for his next shift, or risk losing his job (that he likes, thank you) but ultimately shows up.

Tony is there waiting – had he come the day before, too? Asked about Peter? Sat around just watching, waiting? Had he asked someone else for a dance? – and Peter bravely faces him.

They end up in a room, again, this time with the awareness that they know each other.

“I honestly have no idea where to start, Mr. Stark.”

Tony raises an eyebrow at him. “I did pay for a private dance, so you could start with that as the warm up to the big reveal,” he says, and Peter feels his mouth part in shock.

The timing is perfect: the queued up song starts before Peter can say anything, a bass-heavy track with no lyrics, and Peter does an instinctive spin on the pole while trying to sort out the mess in his head.

“I was kidding,” Tony says, with a small amount of panic in his eyes.

Peter stops his next spin, staggering against the pole. Right. That would make so much more sense. “Oh,” he says, dumbly.

(They talk on the couch. Peter ends up spilling everything about what has happened. Tony grips him tight, petting the back of his hair in what Peter assumes is only meant to be comforting, but in a way that makes Peter too aware of the fact he’s wearing a thong and covered in glitter that’s now coating Tony’s immaculately tailored suit, too aware of how comforting this is anyway, how warm Tony is. He’s crying, and his hair is a little wet, so he thinks Tony might be, too.)

After a lot of miscommunication, the reestablishment of Peter Parker's identity, sans the public unmasking, and a professional amount of distance…

Peter kind of misses stripping. Not the money (which was good, but his reinstated trust fund from Tony's non-applicable will is better), but the physicality of it. The intimacy within the anonimity. The way it made his pulse beat harder and his body feel powerful in new ways.

Tony has a stripper pole on the private jet – the only aircraft from his old possessions that wasn't sold off. He and Peter are taking it somewhere and the pole is the elephant in the room.

So... Peter puts on a show. :)

#starker #not a fic #december wip amnesty/clearing

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myndless88 · 8 months

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Since I didn't get any asks on this one, I've decided to just go ahead and do it for HideKane (since that's the ship I've been mainly doing these for). It's this ask specifically.

Who is the fussy eater: I feel like Hide wouldn't be one to be eating the things he should. Thus, Kaneki has to somehow sneak the healthy stuff into Hide's meals. Also, Kaneki has no choice but to be a fussy eater now that he's a half-ghoul.

Who is most likely to punch the other person’s sibling: Neither have siblings. But if we were to say relatives, Hide probably has thought about punching Kaneki's aunt.

Who wants to go to Disneyland: Most of the time, it's Hide. He especially likes going during the bigger events like Halloween and Christmas. And they take family trips when their triplets are born! :D

Who hates public transport: Kaneki. I feel he didn't really like being cramped in a packed train pre-ghoulification and especially not post-ghoulification .

Who gets arrested: Technically, Kaneki has been arrested in canon.

Who is great with kids: Hide. He puts on great sock puppet shows.

Who ends up covered in glitter as a prank: Kaneki. He got a gift from Hide once for his birthday. Being none the wiser, he opened it and suddenly became a sparkly half-ghoul. He still finds glitter in his hair several months later.

Who has a weird coffee order: Hide. Not so much weird as it is super sweet though.

Who gets up before 6am to exercise: Kaneki. Before he became a half-ghoul, he would've been dead to the world before (and maybe even after) 6am. But after becoming a half-ghoul, Kaneki is not only exercising but also patrolling the neighborhood he and Hide live in after they get together. Kaneki sometimes tries to get Hide to join him, and sometimes it works. Hide rides his bike while Kaneki jogs beside him.

Who hogs the Netflix account: Hide. Kaneki doesn't really watch it anyway.

Who knows all the lyrics to super horrendous bubbly pop songs: Hide, but it's to make Kaneki smile. He'll even do the dance routine, too.

Who proposes: Again, Hide. On Kaneki's birthday. (I drew a pic of this happening)

Who does petty shit when they’re annoyed: Kaneki. One time they got into an argument and Hide technically won it. But Kaneki wouldn't accept it, so he used his kagune to hold Hide's favorite headphones hostage by holding them up in the air at a distance Hide couldn't reach.

Who would take on stupid ridiculous dares: Hide. Kaneki always has a few bandages on standby just in case.

Who can’t sing but always does anyway: Hide. It's mainly in the shower, but Kaneki's hearing is pretty sharp since becoming half-ghoul. He just smiles and keeps preparing dinner as he hears Hide singing off-key upstairs. Though he does admit Hide is getting better.

Who screams at someone in public for making bigoted comments: I don't think either would scream. But Hide could probably make that bigot's life a nightmare by using his connections to get them fired or something.

Who freaks out about spiders: I don't think either would freak out much--depending on the size of it. But Hide would be the one to be like: "Woah! Look at how HUGE that spider is!"

Well, I hope y'all enjoyed this. I have a couple more of these types of asks in my drafts, so I might as well do the rest of them for HideKane too.

#Hideyoshi Nagachika #Ken Kaneki #HideKane #Tokyo Ghoul #myndlessthoughts

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mushiemadarame · 2 years

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KINNPORSCHE World Tour 25 July 2022 (RERUN)

DOWNLOAD HERE

Hello, everyone! Before you go ahead and download the file, a couple of things:

The recording does not include the initial advertisements (featuring MileApo) and the introductory messages about phones not being allowed in the arena during the event (featuring MileApo for the Thai section, and Bible for the English one). The pre-recorded videos that were shown during the event - the conversation in the forest about Porsche's bar from EP6, the announcement for the added Asian dates in Sept-Oct, and the teaser for the 2023 BOC movie featuring Mile, Apo, and Bas - were added manually seen as they were all available online. This was to ensure that I would be able to record the entire event.

Video and audio were recorded separately and then merged. Because the stream refreshed more than once while I was watching it, I apologise in advance for any eventual lagging. I did check and readjust the sync several times but I'm only human. Cursor movement was kept to a minimum during the recording but toward the end, I had to check more than once how long was left to make sure I would be able to watch the entire show, seen as the ticket had a maximum of 270 minutes allowed and the stream was well over that length. Furthermore, the sudden screen flashes you can see in some sections are not from my computer screen but were already part of the original stream.

Unfortunately, the official subtitles are far from perfect. Anyone who might want to re-sub the recording is welcome to do so and make ample use of this file, including resharing the video or parts of it through your own upload (something that everyone is welcome to do).

I'm not looking for credit, I wanted as many fans to be able to watch the event as possible and that is my only reason for sharing this. Still, if you wanna leave me a couple of words or you wanna make a new KinnPorsche-adjacent friend, feel free to shoot me a message!😊

FOLDER CONTENTS:

KinnPorsche World Tour D2 STREAM: a bigger, full quality file for direct streaming (non-downloadable without a Mega account/subscription)

KinnPorsche World Tour D2 DOWNLOAD: a smaller, freely downloadable file (also streamable)

PLEASE READ BEFORE WATCHING: general info about the file and the recording process (pretty much the same as above)

Enjoy the show!

#kinnporsche #kinnporsche the series #kinnporsche world tour #be on cloud #mile phakphum #apo nattawin

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h3l1k3 · 2 months

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I've officially been on HRT for 2 years now.

For some reason the end of year 2 feels like a much bigger deal than the end of year 1. I guess that one year ago I was still very much "in the middle of it" and transitioning related things were a lot more present in my mind back then. They still are, and I'm still "in the middle of it" (still one some waiting lists for treatments I want at least), but the feeling is different. All that stuff is in the back burner while I work on things that seem more important to me in the present moment. After 2 years on HRT it feels like I've "made it" somehow.

It'a interesting thinking back to earlier points of my transition - and to the time before I started transitioning. It feels like life was somehow easier back then, but in a way I would never wish to return to. I spent years just going through the motions and doing what I thought I had to do until I'd be able to go on hormones. I remember the 1st month's relief and euphoria from finally getting what I had wanted for so long and the terrible depression of month 2 and 3 once it finally sank in what a long wait it'd be before I'd start seeing tangible results but without all the defence mechanisms that had kept me going for years before. I was able to power through so much by thinking about how in some distant future I'd be able to transition, but once I had it in my grasp, having to wait any longer for the life I wanted felt unbearable.

That's a striking contrast between my life pre- and post-hrt. Pre-hrt I struggled to see a future for myself - post-hrt the full weight of the future is constantly pushing down on me. I detest my younger self for the decisions she made when she couldn't see a future for herself, because now the me that wants nothing more than to see her vision of tomorrow fulfilled has to pay the price.

It feels like everything is different now - but nothing has changed at all. I'm still the same person I think. I don't think there's been a marked change in my personality at least. But the things on my mind now are so different from the ones I worried about earlier into my transition. I remember "chasing the mean": wishing I could rid myself of every little thing that made me deviate from the norm of a regular woman. Some worries pertaining to that have long been fixed by hormones while others just seem silly to me now. I remember wishing that I could be shorter - but what for? I actually quite enjoy some of the things that make me stand out, like being a little tall for a woman.

But that has perhaps been the biggest struggle for me this last half a year or so. I recall venting to my partner about how frustrated I felt with how much of what is expected of women revolves around heteronormative gender roles. As a trans woman exclusively attracted to women, this is a space that feels hard to navigate sometimes. To be a lesbian in a heteronormative culture is in itself a subversion of womanhood. But to subvert womanhood, you must first be recognized as a woman.

But with every day that passes I become more confident in who I am, and the world seems to perceive me as such as well. As much trouble as transitioning has been, I only wish I had gotten started with it sooner.

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mariahcarreyyy · 3 months

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pls forgive me for ranting on your tl but i’m wondering if anyone on here could help me place a few f1 dots together bc i truly am so new to the community that im not sure if i have some missing pieces or something:

i’m actually so devastated for carlos?? idk it feels like a lot of ppl don’t like him (there could be very valid reasons but im absolutely clueless as of rn bc i haven’t seen anything) but like? he gave so much to ferrari and they don’t give a fuck? but at the same time i’m not mad at lewis either bc i feel like something truly truly soul-crushing had to happen for him to want to leave merc.

i also always felt like that moment where charles & lewis posted that pic where they both got disqualified was a pre-curser to something bigger. although it’ll be a weird fight for 1st driver between LH44 & CL16, i think there’s so much mutual respect between the both of them that they will find a way to work. lewis seems like a driver who could POSSIBLY acknowledge that it’s time for new drivers to get more spotlight, and maybe make some more way for charles to shine (and i think fred also wouldn’t have signed LH w/o keeping this in mind

i hope carlos still has a seat in 2025, i think he has a lot to offer still, and i can’t bare to not see/think ab carlando on the grid every race

crying screaming at the fact that i got some very rare ferrari cs55 merch it literally feels like a vintage item now jesus christ

i have more thoughts but let me shut the fuck up for now 😭

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hmmm i mean me personally i dont hate or love carlos, he's just there most of the time LMFAO but i feel SO FUCKING BAD like esp his story on insta while ferrari didnt even talk about him?????? sobbing.

okay now THATS where i disagree HAHAHAHA🙈 lewis wants nothing more than his eighth, and rightfully so. charles wants nothing more than to a be a world champion at ferrari, and again, rightfully so. But at the end of the day, only ONE of them will be able to win races. its a selfish sport yk, and you cant really blame them for that. Just look at nico and lewis, both extremely talented drivers who had a lot of respect & love between them and still, the pressure of racing got to them.

im not saying that charles and lewis will end up like brocedes, but i also dont think that they can manage both being no.1 drivers. And, i also dont think that either one of them would settle for being no.2.

i dont think they'll bring in someone new to the sport so im pretty sure carlos will stay on the grid. Honestly, the best case scenerio: lewis to ferrari, the open merc seat goes to fernando, the open aston seat goes to yuki, and then the open alpha tauri (i am choosing not to believe its rebrand is real) seat can go to liam lawson, cus tbh he deserves it way more than 1/2 the drivers on the grid. ALSO i think the best decision redbull could make, now, is kicking checo tf out and replacing him with sainz. I js think sainz would be a PERFECT teammate to max and a good no.2 driver, and then he'll probably go to audi in 2026

THE MERCH😭😭😭 dont ever call that vintage again i will cry. i keep seeing sad charlos edits on my fyp and it makes me wanna puke

#pls dont stfu #yap with me🙏🙏#mariahcarreyyy . . . ❄️ anon

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asukamood · 2 years

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This is both post and pre apple incident DS Dreammare, confusing, I know, but you’ll understand what I mean later.

Part 2 — Part 3 — Bonus Chapter

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When Nightmare opened his eyes, he was sitting on a tree branch. He blinked several times in confusion, not remembering when and how he got there but brushed it off as just dozing off while doing so, it happened sometimes. He assumed he went there to write fanfiction but he soon noticed that his hands were empty of a pen or paper.

Furthermore, something felt familiar with the tree and its overall surroundings. He looked at the leaves and was blinded by the sunlight that managed to seep through the holes in between them. He cursed, bringing a hand above his head to shield him from it.

That’s when he noticed the fruits.

There were apples attached to the branches of the tree, the ones on the left were coal black while the ones on his right were a bright and majestic golden color, wrinkling with the sun.

Which meant that he was currently sitting on the Tree of Emotions. His eyebrows furrowed and confusion filled his head. How in the world did he end up here out of all places? The universe has been discarded if he remembered right so why did—

Then something hit him.

There were black apples on the tree.

Which meant Dream didn’t turn them into golden ones yet.

It was crazy, absolutely insane. Not even a mad man would have thought even for a second that this could be possible but painful hope clenched in his chest and set his soul pounding loudly in his throat with delusional wishes that would likely end in disappointment.

Even with that thought in mind, he jumped down the branch, completely throwing the idea of climbing down the trunk off a cliff. He didn’t have time for that bullshit, he needed to see if his theory was right.

He ended up landing on his feet and since his entire weight was put onto them, it surely would have hurt. However, thanks to the blessing that was adrenaline, he didn’t feel the pain and on the contrary, started sprinting as he had never run before towards a small one-floor house that was placed near the tree.

It was in good shape. The window placed at the front of the house, which made anyone able to take a look at the living room, had light visible on the other side of it. That light unsurprisingly came from the lamps but someone needed to light them up for them to function.

It made him run even faster than before, and the faint hope lingering in his mind lit up like a wildfire. It started to take shape and grow bigger, making Nightmare almost believe it was happening.

He arrived at the front door and instead of searching for the key like a normal and civilized person, he backed away a bit before kicking it down mercilessly. If anyone was replaced with that door, they would have been taken into the hospital right away but again, Nightmare did not give the slightest fuck.

He stood on the remnant of the door, shards of wood sprayed across the floor messily as he panted. Soft footsteps echoed in the other room.

“Now I don’t know what that door has ever done to deserve this,” A voice stated. It was muffled but Nightmare could still feel the sense of familiarity in it. “But I hope you’re aware we’re gonna have to pay for the reparation.”

A figure appeared from around the corner, holding a book under his elbow. His voice was clearer now and with the face accompanying it, there was no mistake possible, the person speaking to him right now was Dream.

He did not mean the 6-foot-tall Dream with golden wings shed out on his back which he ran away from during the last 106 years. No, he meant the five-foot-five Dream from a century ago with dark brown hair, who he spent eight whole years crushing on.

The latter had his eyes narrowed at him with an unimpressed look rather than one of hatred. “And we don’t have that much money.” He finished, looking away from Nightmare and preferring to look down at the ground, analyzing just how screwed they were.

“Seriously, wha—“ Before he could go on any further, Nightmare threw himself at the other, snaking his arms around his neck. Dream yelped, not expecting this, and lost his balance. They both tumbled on the floor, back colliding harshly with the ground, thankfully there wasn’t any damaged wood lying there that could have stabbed Dream.

The brown-haired man withered in pain, still with Nightmare laying on top of him. He was about to scold him, ask him what was that for until he was cut off by a sob that came from the other. His eyebrows furrowed in confusion and concern, that must have been the first time he’s seen him act so emotional.

“… Nightmare? What’s wrong?”

Nightmare didn’t reply, only hugged the other even tighter as more sobs tore from his throat and made him tremble from head to toe. God help him, he probably looked so pathetic right now, wailing like a toddler while clinging to his ex-crush.

He couldn’t help it though, all the memories flooded back to him like a tsunami when he entered the house and all the longing for them to go back to the way it was came launching at him like a brick when he saw Dream walk in. All of those were way too much for him to handle, especially when they were harassing him simultaneously like right now.

He felt Dream’s arms slowly wrapped around his back, one of his hands rubbing little soothing circles on it. He gritted his teeth, about to cry again, and buried his face in the crook of the other’s neck. Hugging Dream felt exactly like he remembered it and a discreet sniff was enough to confirm that he also smelled the same.

He was never a fan of sweet things but even he couldn’t deny that vanilla smelled good, or maybe he was just saying that because that’s what Dream smelled like? He was such a freak. He snuggled even closer to him, planning on not softening his grip on him. He feared that if he let go of the other, he would disappear again and he didn't think he was ready for that to happen.

Dream didn’t make any comment on his behavior and had yet to repeat his question, he probably figured out that Nightmare didn’t trust himself to speak at the moment. It would come out as incoherent and pitiful gibberish if he tried.

The duo stayed like that for a while, the silence only broken by Nightmare’s sniffs and the wind blowing outside. Dream had stopped rubbing Nightmare’s back at one point, instead preferring to gently pet his hair until he’d calm down.

The Guardian felt comfortable right now, so much that he was starting to get sleepy. He resisted against it though, anxious that Dream would disappear if he did.

“Sorry.” He let out after a few with a hoarse voice, better to talk and look miserable than have Dream leaving again. “I just missed you.”

Dream hummed at that. “If I knew you would react this badly, I would have taken you with me to the store.”

Nightmare puffed, slouching onto Dream even more.

If that was a dream, he hoped he’d never wake up from it.

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quincyhorst · 10 months

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HC Potpurri: Red Matador - THE BENCH

Writing this post was hell incarnate, that's all I'll say. I've tried to be brief, but dunno about the final result. Either way, if you're curious about anything/anyone on particular, you can always ask for more info.

Hope you like it, anyway <3

The Red Matador bench is unfortunately not very united like other teams. There's the reserve keeper Juan, mostly a loner, there's the DF Laudi, always on his delusions, and then there's... Them.

Isaac, Carlos, Federico. The killer trio. Las divinas. The golden kids. The Holy Trinity. The icons. Or how they are named on their own language, "Los Bellos".

...Nah, but seriously. Although separated on RM's early days, the moment these three teamed up they became unstopabble. And while at first they were also rather unknown to the public (Even pre-FFI), soon their popularity grew so much it started to compete with those of the field players (plus the current holder of the "most popular with girls" title, Rafael). And with even the coach also starting to favour them more than the rest... Yeah.

The three seemed quite happy with this position, at least. Isaac loves attention, specially from girls, so he'll take any chance to stand out. Carlos is (secretly) cunning and he enjoys when things go his way. And as for Federico... He's just a really friendly guy. Past grudges with soccer aside, he is very happy with his new friendships and the popularity raising around, yet without any egoistical intentions. In fact, he even wants the leftover benchers to be more popular too, but without success... :(

Whenever the team has free time, Los Bellos go to conquer the world... Or at least to conquer the hearts of innocent girls around the spanish team area (?

Though, it comes to relationships between the team, they are... So and so. They are inoffensive, but its true they can feel detached from the rest, a gap that got bigger as the final Spain match was coming. Add to this some rivarly between this group and the Slingshot Jocks (Querardo, Samuel, David) and it seemed a storm was coming.

...And it did, right around the Spain vs Japan friendly match. One snarky comment was enough to light up an entire wildfire of discussions between field and bench. It got BAD. Isaac boasted too much, Carlos only added more fuel, Laudi didn't help at all nor Juan, and Fede just couldn't pick a side. The coach tried to step in, but it was futile. RM was too heated by other things already, and this added even more to the burden.

Unfortunately yes, these new cracks showing within the team were one of the things that led to the inevitable loss vs Brockenborg. At least, this was able to make everyone step back and realize their own faults. With nothing else to do, they soon all made peace and returned to their usual lives. A bittersweet ending, but at least with many new friendships and experiences formed in the way. Even after the tournament, Los Bellos still keep in contact to this day, and the three love to meet at their respective cities.

Now, as for the other two... Despite what it seems, Juan doesn't always enjoy being a loner. In fact, his sole reason for joining soccer was because he wanted to combat his social anxiety, but there's still things to improve. He never expected to become a main keeper at first, that's for sure.

At least he's not neccesarily alone. Rafael and Antonio are friendships he keeps from the Spanish Community Cup, being all representatives of Andalusia. So the DF group keeps him on mind, and he even gets invited to play when it's party time. Besides, right around the end of the Qualifications (+ Unicorn Fiasco), Juan also had managed to befriend Fede, given both came from similar situations. Even with the whole "Los Bellos" deal, Fede never left Juan aside, specially on the moments he needed support the most (Such as him straight up getting benched). It is rumored that not only these two also meet in their own nowadays, but also that Zubeldia has composed special songs just for him.

One last thing, but also unlike other FFI teams, the relationship between keepers isn't that strong. Sure, they are in good terms, but that's about it. Juan never formed a deep friendship neither with the original reserve keeper nor Fermín. Instead, it was Laudi who took that spot. Let's just say that out of the whole team, it is him who misses the expelled GK more than anything :( But hey, maybe Fer can fill that hole in his heart. Not to mention, "Sanchez" sounds familiar...

#hc:ina11 #red matador #isaac césar #carlos arroyo #federico rubiera #juan zubeldia #laudelino sastre #Forgot to add tag comments BRUH #Anyways enjoy the secret link 🚬🚬🚬🚬🚬#Sorry for not talking about each pretty boy separately. I'll do it other way (?#I'll confess that the moment I saw these three and their massive popularity I was like “POPULAR GIRL TRIO” on my head #But I don't think they are that mean. At least that's how they developed from their initial ideas

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princeofyorkshire · 1 year

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guys. GUYS. i just finished the album. UM.

first of all: FUCKKKKK

i am in love with this album. like i’m not fucking joking i was a bit scared i wasn’t gonna like it that much cause i’ve never been a pop punk girlie but this is genuinely a great album from start to end. no skip album. i’ve enjoyed it so much. GOD.

the greatest: dude. THIS is how every album should begin. such a strong start it got me hooked so fast. the fucking STRINGS???? “it’s you and me until the end”????? i am losing my mind and it’s only the first song

written all over your face: ok i see you mutuals i get it. I GET IT. i was like how good can this song be why is everyone so obsessed with the way he says hey babe. and i get it now. this man is moaning in my ear and i’m pretending to be fine. this is fucking sexy. he is fucking sexy oh my god

bigger than me: yes i am including the singles idc! i really don’t think it was The Odd One i honestly do think it fits in the album. and it still slaps. i love you baby girl thank you for the vocals

lucky again: um hi he sounds SO SOFT IN THIS ONE. but still so hot. it’s such a vibe!!!! i really really liked this one. he was lucky once he could be lucky again <3

face the music: i have a lot of weaknesses when it comes to louis but him singing about dancing has a special place in my heart. “i don’t want to face the music but i still want to dance with you” is such a soft lyric i’m sobbing. the pre chorus is EVERYTHING

chicago: STRINGS STRINGS STRINGS STRINGSSSSS. his voice is specially soft in this one wow. “would you have told me to keep going or would you say to walk away?” GOD. louis is the king of writing sad bangers he never fucking misses

all this time: MY JAW DROPPED??????? ok wow i was not expecting this vibe. i fucking love his voice idc how many times i say this he just sounds so good in this one although it kinda does get lost in the music a bit. still obsessed.

out of my system: ok again i’ve listened to this song a million times but it’s still so hot and sexy and i’m so glad it’s a single she deserves a lot more attention and promo that it got but alas TURURURURURURURU TURURURU!!!!

headline: first of all. ACCENT? i feel like it’s much stronger in this one. it’s so vibey i can’t stop smiling while dancing!!! idk what it is about it it just makes me very happy. what did he put in this song!!!!! the ending made me scream a bit like why did he just end it like THAT. i love it. fuck

saturdays: another sad banger!!! THE FUCKING BUILD UP!!!! i was scared it wasn’t leading to anything but it did and it fucking killedddd it wow. WOW. also. “my heart might be broken but i won’t be broken down” FUCK!!!!!

silver tongues: ok another slays obvs. for some reason i kinda hear don’t let it break your heart in the beginning??? maybe it’s just the piano but idk. speaking of piano….. i kinda wish it wasn’t included at the beginning BREAKING MY SILENCE. idk why i’m not a fan of the build up BUTTTT the rest fucking slaps. it’s one of those songs that just make you happy u know. there’s this nostalgic feeling as well that i really really like

she is beauty we are world class: ok. ok i see you. this one is definitely different i like that he’s including something like this although i think this might be my least favorite…. 🫣 it def has some club vibes which i think is cool, i like that he’s experimenting with his sound and it’s def a nice addition to the album although it’s not really my thing

common people: first line already got me <3 i love that he’s so connected to his roots and who he is :’) such a soft song. it’s a lovely tribute to donny and his fam!! “when i get lost i go back to where i started” <3

angels fly: THE LYRICS IN THIS ONEEEE. pls i love that the album just becomes more and more soft as it goes….. i don’t have much to say except that this one hits harddddd god my heart is so full of love for him

holding on to heartache: i couldn’t stop thinking about the way he says darkness and silence like that broke my brain until i heard him scream you know the partys over WOWWW!!!!! like wow. i fucking loved the build up. this was crazy

that’s the way love goes: um how is this the last song already WHAT. anyway it’s so fucking soft hello? i love louis writing about friendship so much it’s not something we really hear from him in his music and i’m glad he decided to end this amazing album w a sweet ballad like this one. really really liked it

overall i think it’s THE album. it’s so fucking louis. the evolution from walls to this is beautiful to see. i do love walls but the production, the lyrics, the sound itself is so much mature, you can almost hear the confidence in it. i’m so proud of louis and this record. i can’t wait to hear it live someday <3

#guys my heart is so full of love for this man. fuck.#effie talks to the moon

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Auguste is a good kid, kleptomania notwithstanding

[January 14-15, 2023]

{Haji:}

So getting through the Cyrus fight and... These two [Cyrus and Auguste] really have a weird relationship

See, since we always played Platinum, the hosts usually run into Cyrus more frequently and with rising hostility. You know from his intro at the lake that he's up to something. It's great build up for a villain.

But in DP, the pair are... Curious about each other. Auguste didn't meet Cyrus until Mt. Coronet and even then the guy was just telling about the mountain, some of the legends even. Auguste may think he's a weirdo but not much different from anyone else he'd met by that point.

And since there's no fight in Celestic Town, it's funny that Auguste chased off the goon and Cyrus came over all like "What happened here?"

"Ah. This guy was causing trouble at the shrine here and..."

"I see. I sense a meaningless struggle happened here. Such things wouldn't happen if everyone could step back and look at the universe from a bigger perspective. Incidentally, have we met before?"

So while in Platinum reaching his office is like Hecks yeah! It's go time! With Cyrus taunting the protag and dragging his own lackeys through the mud, here Auguste has been running the maze and kicking tail and unlocks the door like he's done several times and then... Oh. It's Cyrus. Hello?

Like I'm sure the kid has figured out somewhere along the way Cyrus is with Galactic, but there's been little to tell him Cyrus is the one running the dang thing (then again, he's not the brightest host we've had).

And in turn, Cyrus looks at this little runt he's become acquainted with on the road and going "you? You're the one I keep hearing about???"

I mean, he doesn't lose his cool until the end of his pre-battle speech, but in this dialogue he makes it sound like he feels almost betrayed by the kid since it's like "I didn't expect it would be a child. My commanders have had a hard time with you... [Coldly] You're here for the Spirits, aren't you? Why? They have nothing to do with you." Like why should you care, sir? For uh... Someone who claims he doesn't care

And then after the battle, he shows the way to the warp panel in all cases but here he's like "You can take this panel to reach the Lake Pokemon, I'm going to Mt Coronet. Yes, the same place you and I first met. I will ascend the mountain and end everything. No, a new beginning for everything" and looking at the line in Platinum he's just like "I will climb the mountain where destiny awaits. I will create my new world" which just feels less poetic. XD

Also I'm not sure if we ever faced him at the Battle Tower in post game, but I find it funny on the quotes page he's all like "Hello again. It seems our fates have intertwined. But here I will break that bond!" Just admit something in you actually likes the kid XD

{Newbie:}

considering we only unlocked the battle tower in the BD revisit, probably not

{Haji:}

Makes sense. So it wouldn't come up, just kind of funny to me

I think the other thing that makes their dynamic fascinating is Cyrus has probably never met someone like Auguste. Everyone he's met has either been like-minded or annoying in their differences from what he might think is ideal. In my head this often extends to the hosts too since he thinks he can reason with those like Izzy and Karma, in their focused and serious nature, heck initially he probably saw a lot of his younger self in Napoleon, and then there's Pepe at the opposite end of the spectrum who is SO different it's infuriating how this anxious, faith-driven, sentimental sap has caused them so much trouble when everything from the way he talks to the way he depends on those around him says he should be weak. He's exactly the kind of person Cyrus can't reason with and can't understand and can't seem to squash.

And then there's Auguste who Cyrus can't relate to, but is still intrigued by.

And I'm still not sure why myself, but I'm kiiinda curious to analyze it more now that I've had this scene come up in game. I've never played DP so I didn't know how different things were between versions

But part of me wants to say Cyrus is curious because of just how free Auguste seems to be. He's not burdened by his family, he's very much against society, he goes where he wants when he wants (despite the calls for urgency), and despite how much he clearly loves to help people, he also doesn't seem toooo miffed when others get hurt. He's someone who doesn't suppress his emotions, he's very much in control of them which allows him to keep some distance when things go bad. He's upset but about things that have happened but he never became jaded about it. Take some time to recover, then get back to business. And sure, as he gets older some of that may fade but right now he's this equally weird kid who would honestly listen to Cyrus for a while and be like "I don't know about that but..." and not judge him just have them be equally confused and fascinated how the other functions. 😂

At least that's the current thought

(this doesn't help the ongoing joke in my head as he gets older that Auguste?? You're not a bad guy, why do you keep hanging out with "villains"?)

{Popia140:}

Ooh, I think the idea of Auguste being in complete control of his emotions around other people sorta meshes with my headcanon of him having fallen into a depression in the past, but now, since he has control of his life, he REALLY means it with his emotions- yes, he does have negative thoughts towards himself, but he can be totally calm around others and things that are not in his control

{Haji:}

Exactly. He has his regrets, but few would know it if they didn't already know what he's been through. But he's not stoic about either. He'll either change the subject or if it's something he's okay with, he'll retell the tale with excitement and flourish how it's just one of his many adventures. Or he might shrug it off. Depends on which incident they heard about

{Popia140:}

Auguste, I feel, is one of the most mentally strong of the group, imo

{Haji:}

Probably. Which is also kind of impressive because of how young he is in my head.

{Popia140:}

Honestly, I didn’t really know what was the big thing that made him depressed in the past (probably because I didn’t know what to put, lol)

I headcanon him as like, 17-18

{Haji:}

I have him around 11-14 somewhere in that range 😂

He's a little pickpocket working on up the ladder to conartist :LUL: they grow up so fast

{Popia140:}

But I guess one of the big events [that made him depressed] would be a public failure- I imagined him to be some sort of performer, and his mom put a lot of pressure on him for winning the big prize and being the best performer, but massively screwed up during the big finishing move that involved bird Pokémon, and broke his ankle in the process- not the greatest way to go out and quit Pokémon Contests :BibleThump:

{Haji:}

Awww

{Popia140:}

Which could explain his hesitance for bird Pokémon and Pokémon contests

{Haji:}

Yeah

{Popia140:}

And one of the most saddest parts was that while he was performing that big move, he actually felt some happiness in the spotlight instead of sneaking around as usual like he does

{Haji:}

My hc is he's got some mother issues. He and "Mom" (I don't think she got a name in DP?) don’t get along very much, and part of that is because of her first love being the spotlight, second on wistful memories of her time in it, and maybe him in third. She does care, but seeing how he's a troubled middle school dropout who gets his thrills from getting "free" stuff, she doesn't really talk about him much to her friends. She worries about him, they've had talks before, but she's kind of embarrassed by him

Worst trouble is, he knows it. He'd like to make her proud of him one of these days, but that's just not... Him? He could try to be what she wants and be miserable about it, or he can just do what he's good at, and let her have her spotlight without him. Part of the reason he even got into the business was to avoid going home. He still comes home though when he needs a place but Barry legit didn't know that often times when Auguste crashes at his place or they meet up at the lake and stuff, it's because he's not been home in like a week.

It's alright though. Odds are, mom isn't home anyway

I would say he cleans up eventually but PFFFFFFHAHAHA adult hcs aren't much better

{Popia140:}

It’s the “being a Pokémon trainer” business, right?

{Haji:}

.... .... .... Sure. :Pika:

{Popia140:}

I honestly don’t know :BibleThump:

oh wait its gotta be the thieving biz

{Haji:}

Yeah. XD

Which started in day 1 because DP differences had him steal a Pokemon from Rowan to defend himself and chat just ran with it throughout the rest of the run.

Including this even this late in the game made me laugh it's still going

[Screenshot of chat in which Twitch user Abstrection says ‘go pick pocket that guy’]

{Popia140:}

:LUL:

{Haji:}

We got to our first door and found out we didn't have the key, so Chat was teasing about going to nearest Grunt we dodged earlier

{Popia140:}

The Voices: being a bad influence

Auguste: okay with it, but only for stealing

{Haji:}

Only bad people, right?

Voices: ... Riiiighht. [Teaches Thief to Pika]

And yeah, Auguste is actually a good kid. I'd say he has ways of getting what he wants, but he's not manipulative or anything. Just a bit of a liar with sticky fingers.

{captwaddledoo:}

gina aceattorney...

{Haji:}

I'm not familiar with the name

{captwaddledoo:}

she's from the great ace attorney games. she's also a pickpocket

{Haji:}

Ah okay XD

But yeah, Rowan at first took the kid under his wing since he can see Auguste was in need of some guidance. Besides, school wasn't for him, maybe he's more of a hands-on learner. Put him to work in the fields and he may be able to turn his life around. :Burrito1:

But then game events happened

And it's not like Rowan has given up on him, quite the opposite I like to think Auguste does look up to him as a parental figure and has come to his and Dawn's rescue on more than one occasion. It's just Rowan that as things with Team Galactic has played out, poor Rowan doesn't want to encourage this, but they can all agree they may need to utilize Auguste's "skill set".

He still face palms at his student's shenanigans as Auguste gets older. He's not claiming him. Nope. Totally not calling on him for help with Kanto stuff pre- Gauntlet. Deeeefinitely didn't help this kid secure a place in Kalos. :Kappa:

#twitch plays pokemon #tpp #lorecord archive #a;;;s]]]][%#cyrus #johanna #professor rowan #loremaker haji #loremaker popia140

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