#now I'm gonna leave it to rest for a few days or so before editing

[angellettes]

𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐀𝐑 ➔ JACK CHAMPION

─ synopsis. reader is an actress and jack champion. She is playing the part of Ethan landry's girlfriend in scream VI and accomplice

─ notes. I'm not a big fan of how I wrote this it kinda sucks but I hope you guys like it ♡ genre/warnings.. none for this chapter just pure fluff!♡ my page is minors dni. this chapter is suitable for any age but minors are not welcome on my page for their own safety

You and Jack had been dating for 3 years, and unknowingly were both casted for Scream VI. You hadn't found out about both getting casted until you had to meet the cast members before shooting was set to start. Certainly the experience of being a couple and playing a couple in a literal horror movie was Certainly interesting.

you both were getting ready on set to start filming, as you had a conversation about how funny it was that you were unknowingly casted in the same movie and playing as a couple in the movie, and how funny it was. your character's name was Amira lynn. You quite liked your character. It was simple but not boring. Your character was supposed to be a fashion major, and you were also the accomplice of Ethan Landry. Your role was interesting, had a good smart, but kinda ditzy personality.

The first few days of shooting got a little boring because you were there in a lot of the movie. Your character was sort of like ethan's alibi. When Ethan wasn't around during an attack you had to vouch for him. As the characters got more suspicious of Ethan you guys had to make a little plan to get them off track, so you staged an attack by ghostface. The filming for your attack was thrilling and kind of fun, as it involved getting chased around, thrown into walls, and getting tackled several times. Next thing you knew your character was dead during the attack scene after Mindy accused Ethan. You getting killed got them off track.

You stuck around on set for the rest of the time until your last scene which would be the reveal. Your character was Ethan's accomplice, who would make calls, do occasional killing, and vouched for him if they got suspicious.

"now die a fucking virgin" Jenna seethes out as Jack's characters dies by getting stabbed in the throat. You scream out and run towards his "dead boddy and hold him "please don't leave" you sobbed out. Then your character dies by being shot in the back. You flop down on the ground next to jack, holding his hand, talking about how in another happier life you would've gotten away with the gruesome crimes you did, and would've graduated college and got married. Melissa walks up to you, shooting you in the head, and then your part is done.

At the premiere of the movie interviewers went wild and swarmed around you asking questions about you it felt to play the roles, and how was your reaction to the fans seeing you both in the same movie. You had know about the shipping mostly from fan edits of you both. And the reason why the public was shipping you is because they didn't know you and Jack were dating for 3 years. Tonight you guys were revealing it.

"How do you both feel about being shipped together by the fans?" the interviewer asks. You and Jack look at eachother with a grin. "Well funny thing is that me and Y/N have been dating for 3 years so I mean it kinda makes us feel giddy" Jack says with a confident look on his face as his arm is wrapped around your waist. All the interviewers had the most priceless reactions after the statement. Made you wonder how people on social media were gonna take it.

When you were on your way home, you checked Twitter and Instagram. You both were shocked to see people were calling you the hottest couple, and some made comments about the fact that you hid it for 3 years, but some weren't shocked because they kind of already had hints and figured it out.

Once you got home you and Jack felt so giddy about the things they said, as you got comfortable, making little comments about it, and laughing, as you held eachother. You both got in bed and immediately Javk pulled you right flush to him, as he buried his face into the crook of your neck. It was nights like this after a busy day that felt the most euphoric. Holding eachother thinking about how you would go about the next day, and just having some cute pillow talk. You both decided to have a scream movie marathon as you fell asleep, feeling eachother's closeness and warmth against eachother. You were so happy to be with this amazing boy.

You both decided to go out the next morning, and get some things to eat, and go shopping, and just have a little day together in celebration of your reveal, and finishing the movie. As you got home there were a ton of notifications on your phone. You opened your phone to see, and saw a post of Twitter, saying " Jack Champion and Y/N L/N spotted today at ///", the post had several pictures of you and Jack walking. You called him over to see. and once he saw he laughed. You closed your phone and looked up at the tall, curly haired, giddy boy you lived with all your heart. He wrapped him arms around you and laid kisses on the crown of you head, and going down to your neck.

"On camera and off, we're always sweet as sugar, and I love that about us. I'm happy we don't have to hide anymore, baby. I love you with all my heart" Jack coos at you, his arms still wrapped around you leaning his head on yours. You sigh in contentment and entangle your fingers with his. "I'm so glad we don't have to hide anymore either. I love you with all my heart, jack". You both looked up at eachother smiling, as you leaned into eachother, and your lips finally met his you knew that no matter what, Jack wold always be by your side, and he knew you would always be by his.

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finished- April 8, 2023 , 9:16 AM

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[arkhammaid]

— ˚₊‧⁺˖ THE NEW GENERATION SUPERSTARS | TO A GOOD SEASON

fandom. formula one & mcu

about. ollie and y/n talk for the first time... even if it's over text. takes part right after the strategy reveal

content warnings. smau, not edited/proofread

notes. have this first chapter before i dip into my holidays hehe

hey y/n! i hope you don't mind me reaching out, but i thought it would be good, since we're the only rookies and never properly met :) to a good season!

oh hi oliver! i don't mind at all, thank you for the message. to a good season for us

are you busy with preperations as well?

yeah

ferrari is definitely a step up from f2, haven't had a free minute for weeks now

welcome to f1 lol 😂

leclerc treating you well? it must've been a mess with sainz...

no worries, charles has been very welcoming, i'm really honored to be his teammate. and the thing with carlos... yeah, it was a bit, but we actually get along well

good good, wanna see you racing and not getting distracted by some bitch fighting in the garage

lmao 😂😂

nah nah, all good. to be honest, he's still a bit prickly about how ferrari and lewis handled those rumors... but well, it isn't really my business

good good

have to run, dad wants to wrap up our moves to ny

but we'll see each other soon, yeah? lemme know when you have time for a proper talk, we definitely have to stick together as rookies

the grid can be a cruel world

alright, have a nice day! don't know about free time yet, but the lastes we'll see each other will be in bahrain

awesome, till then oliver :)

you can call me ollie

let's meet up in bahrain

hello to you too, y/n

hello ollie

so, let's meet up

i'll be there a few day earlier, you as well?

i actually planned to come with ferrari, but i can come earlier!

awesome. you can entertain me then :)

what about the rest of your team?

kev is back with his family and doesn't want to leave them too early, my dad is busy because the president is an incompetent fuck, harley and peter are working on publishing a paper before they join and the rest is just generally busy

damn. alright, as long you plan everything? i have nothing prepared lol

sure! we can go training together and i know a few nice places we can hit before the stress begins

great!!

i'll send you the data later, don't worry, i'll pay for the hotel

you really don't have to

i don't care, you're hanging out with me, i will pay for stuff. i know you could stay at home but you're gonna spend time with me so shut it

alright

hehe, until bahrain. can't wait!!

until then, y/n 😊

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[yayeetsonny]

Let you down (USWNT x Young!Reader)

This one was inspired by a song by a rap artist by the name of NF. Obviously I don’t own any part of the song in anyway shape or form.

This one deals with Anxiety and Sadness and just overall not great emotions but it does have a happy ending. Also has squint and you’ll miss it Mal x reader. Mal is also younger to help fit the plot. Hope you enjoy. All mistakes are mine, Not edited.

“Feels like we're on the edge right now

I wish that I could say I'm proud

I'm sorry that I let you down

I let you down….”

“Please don't come after me

I just wanna be alone right now, I don't really wanna think at all

Go ahead, just drink it off

Both know you're gonna call tomorrow like nothing's wrong

Ain't that what you always do?

I feel like every time I talk to you

You're in an awful mood

What else can I offer you?

There's nothing left right now, I gave it all to you…”

Suddenly my earbud was ripped out of my ear cutting off the song i was listening to. “Hey! What the hell Mallory? I was listening to that!” I said angrily as I grabbed my earbud back from her and turned to walk away.

“Okay, woah, chill out dude I was just gonna ask you if you wanted to join the girls and I for lunch after practice…” She said pointing at the girl’s behind her who were watching us curiously. I sighed quietly, pinching the bridge of my nose in frustration, mostly at myself realizing I overreacted.

“No thank you. I’m sorry I snapped at you. Shouldn’t have.” I said softly before shoving my earbud back in my ear, walking away to the other side of the field, picking up a ball on the way and absentmindedly juggling it.

“What’s her deal?” Rose asked, face scrunched in confusion.

“No idea, all i did was take the earbud out of her ear to ask if she wanted to go to lunch with us and she snapped at me. She said no, which is fine but somethings wrong, I can tell.” Mal said

“that’s not like her at all, should I try and talk to her?” Christen asked popping up out of nowhere.

“You might be the right person to do that, not totally certain she seems pretty upset about something.” Mal said shrugging slightly

“I’ll give it my best shot.”

For the second time in 5 minutes my earbud was taken out of my ear cutting off the depressing music blasting out of it.

“Okay seriously, Mal if you don’t get away from me in the next 10 seconds I swear…” I trailed off as I turned to face who I thought was Mal but turned out to be Christen. “Oh s-sorry Chris I thought you were Mal. What’s up?”

“That’s okay, although your reaction when you thought I was her is a little concerning… Everything okay? Did she do something to upset you?”

“No, no, i’m sorry. She didn’t do anything, not really anyways, I’m just irritable right now.”

“What’s going on?”

“I’m just really lost in my head I guess.” I shrugged absentmindedly as I sat on the bench and changed into my slides.

“Lost in your head about what, love?” Chris asked as she moved to sit next to me, resting her hand on my knee.

“It’s nothing, it’s stupid Pressy don’t worry about it.” I said, shooting up and jogging away.

“Something is definitely up with that kid. Time to gather the vets and do some gentle prodding.”

I quietly made my way onto the bus and went all the way to that back, curling up into a seat turning to face the window so my teammates knew to leave me alone. My phone dinged and I already knew I wasn’t going to like what I read.

“You think you’re some big shot now that you made it to the national team? You know it’ll only be a matter of time before you crash and burn. Come home before you embarrass me on national television.”

It was a text from my father. He’d never been the most supportive of my dreams and my current career. These last few days however he’s been more… aggressive with his words. I don’t know why or what I did but he’s been telling me I’ll only be an embarrassment to him and my step mother. That he doesn’t need his friends asking questions when I inevitably fail. His words not mine. I haven’t told the girls anything about what he’s saying because i don’t want them to do something rash, like get on a plane and fly over and beat his ass which is something they’re not above doing. I let out a quiet sigh shoving my phone in my bag before closing my eyes and attempting to sleep.

Team Veteran’s POVs//

“Okay what’s with the kid?” Alex asked staring at our youngest teammate in concern

“She’s 18, you know?” Mal said cutting into our conversation. Megan shot her a sharp look and she went back to watching ATLA (pls tell me y'all know what that acronym stands for…) eating her mandatory after practice goldfish and drinking a juice box Tobin gave her.

“Doesn’t matter she’s still the youngest on this team so by default she’s still a kid to us.”

“That’s lame.”

“Mallory…”

“What?”

“First of all, you just turned 19 like 2 seconds ago so you’re also still a kid and secondly don’t eavesdrop on other people’s conversations, it’s rude.”

“I wasn’t eavesdropping, you guys are all sitting together in front of me, it’s kind of hard not to hear what you’re saying.”

“Just put your earbuds in and pay attention to your show please.”

“Chris come on, she’s my best friend I- ”

“Mallory Diane do as I say please.”

“Okay jeeze, no need to use my government name.” She said rolling her eyes at me. I pinched the bridge of my nose and breathed in deeply to stop myself from correcting her.

“As you were saying?”

“Well she’s just acting odd, when was the last time she was like this?”

“I can’t even remember it’s been a long time.”

“What should we do?” Kelley asked reaching over into Mal’s bag of goldfish, taking a healthy handful, much to her dismay.

“Hey!” Mal slapped her hand hard enough for it to echo throughout the bus, causing everyone to look over at us in surprise, Kelley jerked her hand away, holding it like she’d been shot.

“Mallory Pugh! We do not hit people. Say you’re sorry right now.”

“Sorry Kel. I should’ve just used my words. Please don’t take my goldfish.” She said quietly.

“Thanks squirt, I accept your apology. I’m sorry too, I should’ve asked first.”

“lt’s okay, I accept your apology.”

“Good job using your words babe.” I said ruffling her hair slightly.

Once we were sure Mal was settled again we went back to our previous discussion.

“I say we just let her come to us when she’s ready, you know how she is when people push too hard.”

“I agree.”

“Usually I would agree but they way she snapped at Mal earlier tells me she’s about half a step away from either actually hitting someone or putting a hole in the wall.”

“That’s a little dramatic don’t you think?”

“When has she ever snapped at Mal, Ali?”

“Good point.”

“We still haven’t answered the question of what we’re going to do though.”

“I say we just be straight forward and honest, let her know we’re worried and that we’d like to talk to her and see if she’ll open up and tell us what’s going on.”

“Won’t that send her running for the hills?”

“Not if we don’t give her the opportunity to run.” Alex said getting a mischievous look in her eye.

“Oh no, I know that look, what do you have up your sleeve Al?”

“You’ll see” She said leaning over and whispering whatever it was she was thinking to Becky, who hummed in agreement.

After another hour we finally made it back to the hotel, got roommate assignments and got settled for the night. All the veterans on the team hung back after everyone else had left to go to bed, leaving just Alex, Tobin, Christen, Ali, Julie, Becky, Crystal, Kelley, And Alyssa in the Lobby.

“Okay Cap what’s the plan?” Tobin asked.

“The plan is we’re all going to Alex and Kelley’s room, to wait for the kid. We gave Mal a note to leave on her bed and told her to go hang out in someone else’s room so when she’s not there, she’ll have to go looking for her, and when she passes by the room we’ll grab her and lock her in with us until we get some answers about what’s going on.” Becky said, as we all huddled together and talked in hushed tones.

“So we’re kidnapping her?”

“Not kidnapping… more like, trapping out of love and concern.”

“Right… it still sounds a lot like kidnapping to me.”

“Just follow our lead.”

“Whatever you say, cap.”

We all went up to the room and waited anxiously to see if our plan would work. It only took about 10 minutes to receive our answer. A quiet knock on the door startled almost everyone in the room.

“I got it” Alex said getting up and padding over to the door.

“Hey little Lamb what’s up?” We heard her say.

“Uh… have you seen Mal anywhere?”

“No, I haven’t why?”

“It’s just we’re rooming together and she always waits for me to come up before she goes anywhere.”

“Hmm, I don’t know kid, sorry.”

“Oh okay, that’s okay, i’ll get out of your hair sorry to bother you.”

“You didn’t bother me it’s no problem.”

“Goodni-” She began to say but it was cut off when Alex quite literally grabbed her and yanked her inside, the force of which sent her stumbling forward into the room falling slightly. Alex quickly closed the door and locked it while she wasn’t looking.

“Alex, what the hell is wrong with you?”

“Hey, language.”

It was then that the young striker turned to look at who said that and saw all of us sitting on the beds.

“What the…? What is this?”

“An intervention… of sorts.” Julie said quietly.

“Intervention? For what?” She said her eyes going as wide as saucers

“For why you’re acting so weird lately.” Tobin said standing up, and crossing her arms, trying to intimidate our young teammate just slightly.

“I am not acting weird.” She said defensively.

“Yes you are.”

“No I’m not!”

“Really? Then why did you snap at Mal and technically christen today?”

“I was just irritated.”

“Why?”

“I don’t know, why do you guys care so much?”

“Because we’re supposed to look after you.” Christen said, raising an eyebrow when all she got in return was an eye roll. After a beat of silence she sighed loudly and sat down on the floor, hanging her head in defeat.

“Are you…okay?” Kelley asked as we all looked around at each other, unsure of what to say or do.

“I don’t know.” She said lifting up her head and rubbing her face tiredly. She took her phone out of her pocket, and after a moment threw it on the bed, and said “Read it”

We each took turns quietly reading the text conversation between her and her father, and after each person read it there was a noticeable shift in the room. Everyone was angry for her.

“Who talks to a child like that? Much less their own child?” Megan said beginning to pace around the room, angrily.

“I’ll kill him.”

“I’ll break his kneecaps.”

“You don’t need his approval you know that, right?”

“I just feel like I’ve let him down.” She said quietly, looking anywhere but at us.

“That’s not true. I won’t lie and say that he’s going to change his mind one day and say that what you’re doing is good enough for him but you don’t need validation from him, or anyone for that matter. All that matters is how you feel about yourself and the things that you do.” Ali said sitting down next to her and wrapping her arm around her, letting her lay her head on her shoulder.

“I’m not sure what I’m supposed to do now. I mean I know that what he said wasn’t cool, but i do still rely on him for stuff and at the end of the day I still have to go home at the end of camp.” she sighed.

“What could you possibly rely on him for?” Kelley scoffed

“Oh I don’t know, maybe, food, a roof over my head, things like that.” She said sarcastically.

“You don’t need him for that, you have us.”

“Oh right, like one of you is gonna want ME as a roommate.”

We all looked around at each other and a few of us shrugged.

“Why not? If you want, you can be me and kelley’s roomie.” Alex said smiling softly at the young striker who looked back at her with lots of skepticism.

“Or you could ask Mal if she’s looking to room with anyone.” Tobin said wiggling her eyebrows.

“You guys would really do that for me?” She asked, voice breaking just slightly.

“Of course we would kid.”

“Why?”

“Because that’s what family does.” Christen said, walking over to our youngest teammate and giving her a hand up.

“Group hug!” Tobin said as we all smushed together. The hug was brief however as we were interrupted by rapid knocking on the door.

“Okay, okay hold your horse’s I’m coming” Crystal said quickly yanking the door open, startling whoever was on the other side.

“Is Y/N here?” We heard Mal ask.

“Yeah, she is, you wanna come in?” Crystal stepped to the side to let the youngins into the room, mainly Mal, Rose, Sonnett, Trinity, Tierna, Sophia, Ashley Sanchez and Sam Mewis.

“We were wondering if-”

“Wait what’s wrong?” Sam asked, taking in Y/N’s tired and still slightly sad expression.

“Nothing Sammy, they just finished cheering me up actually.”

“Cheering you up about what? Are you okay?” Mal asked, stepping forward and wrapping her in a tight hug.

“Yeah I’m okay. My dad’s just being a little tough on me right now, that’s all.”

Ali scoffed, “I think he’s being a little more than tough on you, love. He’s being a jackass, and you don’t deserve it.”

“Wait, what did we miss? Come on, we never get to know what’s going on!” Trinity whined.

Y/N decided to show the new comers to the room, what they had missed and much like before everyone was visibly and vocally angry on behalf of our teammate all beginning to talk over one another, only stopping when Y/N loudly called out to them.

“Guys, guys, it’s okay. I don’t need you all conspiring to commit murder on my behalf, okay? It’s not necessary. I’ve already decided to take Alex and Kelley up on their offer to be their roommate.”

“Really? That’s great! We’ll get all the details sorted out before the end of camp.” Alex said wrapping her arms around her in a bear hug.

“Fine, is there anything else we can do for you then? Anything.” Mal asked.

“Movie night?”

“Anything for you.”

After everyone was changed and comfortable, everyone piled on and around the 2 beds in the room, Alex caught on to the fact that Mal and Y/N were laying together, with Y/N in between Mal’s legs, laying on her chest. She quietly nudged Julie who was the closest to them and she quickly took out her phone and snapped a picture, discreetly sending it to everyone but the 2 lovebirds.

“Awww! That’s so CUTE!” Rose said loudly, Sam quick to cover her mouth and shush her, Mal and Y/N looking at her in confusion.

“What’s so cute Rose?” Mal asked.

“Uh- nothing, nothing just a picture of Sam’s dog she just showed me.” She said nervously. Sam elbowed Rose in the ribs as she smiled sweetly at them.

“Oh yeah, just uh, it’s just a picture of Fin from the first bath he took.” She said nervously.

“Oh let me see!” Y/N said enthusiastically.

Sam quickly pulled up a picture to show her and mal and they both gushed over it quietly.

After a lot of debate and only a little bit of yelling, it was decided we would watch Monster’s inc. A Pixar classic.

While we weren’t sure how well the next few weeks would go for our youngest teammate, we all vowed to do whatever it took to show her that we would always be there for her, and that we would be the family that she had always been looking for.

//

THE END

This ending was awkward, and i overall don’t really like how this turned out. But hopefully it was decent.

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[eternalsams]

Need You Now [AU] ⇴ J.Seresin

pairing: Jake Seresin x fem!reader

content/warnings: lots of swearing, cheating, angst, allusion to sex, domestic violence, bit of blood, comfort, only a tiny bit of fluff

summary: you fucked up really bad and shows up on Jake's doorstep in the middle of the night, except you're not only there to apologize.

words count: 3.3k

notes: English isn't my first language, please take that into consideration. This is for @hangmansgbaby's What If fanfic edition. I DO NOT TOLERATE CHEATING, THIS IS FICTION AND STEREOTYPICALLY ROMANTICIZED. AND I, OF COURSE, DON'T TOLERATE DOMESTIC VIOLENCE OR VIOLENCE IN ANY KIND AS A RESPONSE OR 'PUNISHMENT'.

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Jake's hand was in yours, and your eyes were on him. You just couldn't look away as he told you about his day at work. About how he almost shot down Maverick -though you had no idea who that Maverick was- and how proud he'd been when the man congratulated him on the tarmac. Your thumb was stroking the back of his hand and you had to stop yourself from kissing each of his knuckles. You had no idea how a man like him got interested in a girl like you. He had ambition, dreams, a whole career waiting for him to be decorated with numerous badges he would wholly deserve. And you were there, hiding the painful truth from him, and lying to yourself as well. Your actual boyfriend would join your from Philadelphia in a few days and both men would find out the truth and probably hate you.

He slightly leaned over the table to get closer and softly smiled at you. "You okay there, Sweetheart?"

You absolutely loved when he called you that. Dave would only call you 'Cutie' or 'Babe', which you liked but didn't love. And maybe you just realized you didn't love Dave, maybe you realized you were falling hard and fast for Jake and his sweet words.

"I'm okay, just a bit tired." You told him with a little smile. "Do you want me to take you home?" He immediately offered, straightening up in his seat and started getting ready to go. You then squeezed his hand and pulled him back down on his seat. "No, no. I want to stay here." He kindly smiled at you and sat back down, keeping your hand in his. You returned his smile but it quickly faltered when something caught your eyes at the doors.

Your breath stopped and got stuck in your throat as your recognized the man passing the Hard Deck's front doors. Dave. Your could hear your own heart eating in your ears as everything around you faded. You couldn't see Jake's smile falling as he noticed how your whole demeanor changed. He tried to catch your eyes but they remained on the man at the door. He turned to follow your gaze and frowned when he saw a man he's never seen before at the Hard Deck. But seeing your reaction, you knew him very well. And you were not very glad he was there.

"Who's that?" Jake asked you, turning back to you and resting his hand on your thigh to catch your attention. "He's-"

You just couldn't finish your sentence because that would mean your whole bubble of happiness would pop off and send you back to reality.

You didn't want to leave what you were living with Jake behind you as a memory or as a mistake that had been made. You didn't want to lose Jake for a man you realized didn’t love anymore. When your gaze landed back on Jake, you could see the worry in his eyes. He really had no idea of what was happening and what was gonna happen to him. You should've known it was a mistake, well... you knew it was a mistake. But you've been selfish enough not to think about Jake's feelings in all of this.

“I’m so sorry, Jake. I-” You started to say but the words died down in your throat.

Tears were welling up in yours eyes as you were fighting against them. “Sorry for what, Sweetheart?” He asked, his gaze switching between you and the man that finally noticed you in the crowded bar. He called your name without you could even say more to Jake. Dave came up to your table and kissed the top of your head before sitting down next to you, only noticing Jake now. "Who's your friend, Babe?" He asked with a fake smile.

Jake frowned but didn't say anything, seeming to understand what was happening but not coming to terms with it. You quickly swiped your tears and cleared your throat to regain your voice. "Dave... This is Jake, I met him a few weeks ago, he's a friend of mine." And that was it. That's all it took to Jake to completely understand what was happening.

That Dave guy was your boyfriend you forgot to tell him about when he asked you out. When he kissed you and when he made love to you.

He forbid himself to shed a single tear in front of you, you sure weren't worth them. He shook hands with Dave, playing along for an endless minute before he had to watch him kiss your cheek, making him wince. He couldn't watch more so he got up and excused himself. "I'm sorry I can't stay longer. It was a pleasure to meet you Dave, you seem to be a nice guy. We should hang out sometime."

Not even in his dreams.

Dave sent him another fake smile and returned the pleasure without any thoughts behind it. Jake didn't give you another glance and left, paying for your drinks as you stared at him, not even paying attention to Dave who started telling you how much he missed you. You could still see the worry in Jake's eyes seconds before you introduced him to Dave. The worry was mutual in your eyes but for a whole other reason.

You didn't even stay an hour at the bar as Dave asked you if you wanted to go home, accompanying his question with a squeeze on your butt. You could almost feel the bile rising up your throat at the gesture but you didn't have any right to complain. You deserved to feel horrible after what you did to Jake and Dave. You almost felt empty without Jake by your side, it didn't feel right. The ride back home felt like an eternity for you, neither Dave or you spoke for the whole 10 minutes. You could see that Dave suspected something but he said nothing until you two passed your front door and locked it after you. "Who was that guy?" He asked you, frowning as he took off his shoes. "What guy?" You stupidly played innocent. "That Jake guy."

"Oh." You simply said, not meeting his eyes.

"I know he's not a friend of yours. Don't lie to me." His voice was soft but you knew better than to trust it. "I'm not lying. He's a friend. I met him when I first went to the Hard Deck." You refused to meet his gaze but you were proud of your lie, your voice didn't falter. You expected him to let it go or even scoff and then let it go but he roughly grabbed your face, crushing your cheeks with his fingers. "You slept with him?" He asked you, sinking his fingers into your skin. "Dave, you're hurting me..." You squealed, trying to rip his hand off you. "He fucked you, huh?" He pulled your face closer and you could see the anger in his eyes. "You whore, you just couldn't wait for me nicely. You had to find another guy to fuck you like the slut you are." The words felt like he had just spit in your face. He threw you back and you almost fell when you hit the back of the couch. "I- I didn't..." You stammered and regained your balance. "Oh, but I know you did, you bitch." The insult came with a slap on your cheek. Tears welled up in your eyes when your skin started stinging.

"You're gonna cry? You cheated and you're crying?" He roared, grabbing you by the hair to make you look up at him. "How many times did he fuck you, huh? Once? No, no no. I know you went back to him like the slut you are. Let me guess... You thought you could even date him without me noticing. Am I right?" He tightened his hold on your hair and you could feel your scalp burning.

You deserved this after what you did.

"Please, I didn't mean..." You cried and when the first tears fell from your face to drop on the floor, Dave grimaced in disgust and released your hair. You almost immediately curled on yourself but he was faster and hit you with the back of his hand, his knuckles violently colliding with your brow bone. You could almost have heard the skin crack open if you didn't stumble down. "You didn't mean to suck another man's dick?! Wow, that's a first!" He shouted, enraged.

You started crawling to your handbag to grab your keys but Dave noticed your movements and stopped you by stepping on your hand. You cried some more as he crouched down, applying more weight on your poor fingers. "Or maybe you didn't mean for me to find out. You wanted to be dicked down by two different guys, right babe? If you really wanted a threesome, all you had to do was asking." He'd gone completely mad. His foot moved from your hand and you immediately held it close to you, feeling the blood pumping in all your veins from the fear. "I'm breaking up with you..." You muttered and he flinched. "Excuse me, what did you just say?" He looked down at you and grabbed your arm, making you stand back up. "I am breaking up with you." You said more clearly for him. He scoffed and then started laughing, letting go of your arm to pace around the room. "You can't dump me! You cheated on me with that asshole, you don't get to break up with me!" He shouted at you.

"I'm sorry for what I did, I really am..."

You tried to apologize sincerely but he simply scoffed and as he was about to jump on you once again, you quickly grabbed your keys and ran out of your shared home. You rushed to your car and started driving, ignoring his screams and threats. You wiped your tears and winced as you felt the salty liquid sting your bleeding hand. You drove as best as you could, not yet knowing where you were going. You recognized a street and took the turn and before you could think of anything else, you were parked in front of Jake's house. The gate was closed and you cursed yourself for not knowing the code. You dug into your pocket and grabbed your phone, looking for Rooster's contact. You clicked on 'call' and held your phone to your ear.

One. Two ringtones.

"Hello?" His voice came through and you really hoped Jake didn't tell them yet about the atrocity you did. "Hi- Hey, Rooster. It's me." You didn't know exactly what to say, not knowing if he knew about Dave. "I know it's you, dumbass. What do you want?" He chuckled and you let out a sigh of relief. He didn't know. "I wanna make a surprise to Jake but I forgot I didn't know the code for his gate." You bit your lip, hoping that was a plausible lie. "You know the surprise would even be better if you called him and told him to open his gate? And boom! You were waiting for him outside this whole time!" You could hear the smile in his voice and that warmed up your heart.

He'd be so disappointed if he knew.

"I wanna make another kind of surprise." You simply said. "You'll have to try my idea one of these days. I promise it'd be great. The code's 1-9-6-9, creation of the Top Gun program." He said proudly. "Thank you, Rooster. I owe you big." You thanked him and got out of your car to type the code. "Try my idea and tell me how he'll react, that's the only payment I'll allow." You chuckled and thanked him once more before hanging up.

The gate opened and you parked your car in his driveway. You walked up the few steps on his porch and tried not to think about how heartbroken Jake left the bar earlier. You knocked on the door and you didn't wait long before it opened. At first, Jake wanted to close the door when he recognized you but then he saw your bloody face and hands. "What the hell happened?" He asked, not drifting his eyes from the blood on your face. "I didn't know where else to go..." You didn't want to complain about what had happened to you, you deserved it.

He didn't say more and let you in, telling you to stay in the living room where a movie was paused. You recognized the original version of West Side Story and slightly smiled. Jake once told you that was his comfort movie for his bad days. What a bad day.

When he came back, he made you sit down on the couch and turned off the TV. He started cleaning your wounds delicately as you could only do as much as stare at him. "Don't look at me like that." He said, not meeting your eyes. "Like what..?" You whispered, scared you might say something bad and he'd kick you out. "Like you regret what you did."

"I don't."

Only then he looked into your eyes and you could see the hurt in their depth. "Not...not entirely, at least." You corrected yourself. Jake cleared his throat and went back to cleaning your bloody hand. There were 27 bones in a hand, and you were pretty sure they were broken in your right one by how hard Dave crushed it. You winced at each of Jake's movement, waves of pain coursing through your arm. "Sorry..." He murmured when he started wrapping your hand in a bandage. "I deserved it."

"What the fuck did you just say?" Jake looked up at you with a hard stare.

Did you say that out loud? As you were about to find a good catch-up, he stopped you. "Did Dave do that to you? Did he hit you because of me?" He finished wrapping your hand and let it fall down on your lap, ending all physical contact with you. You felt your lips quivering and your voice being stuck in your throat. "Be honest with me. For once." He added and you felt your heart squeeze in your chest. "He did." You said softly, not meeting his eyes as you looked down at your now cleaned hands. "I don't regret meeting you or what we lived. I regret not breaking up with Dave before I started what we started." You felt the need to explain your previous statement.

"Why did you come here out of anywhere else?" He asked, as if he didn't hear what you just said. "I don't know..."

"Stop lying. You know why." He raised his voice and you flinched.

He sighed and got up from the couch to pace in front of you. "Why did you lie to me? When were you gonna tell me, huh? What went through your mind to think that was a good idea from the start?" He asked all those questions, even though he knew you wouldn't be able to answer them. "I needed to see you." You said, looking up at him with pleading eyes. "Well, you saw me." He sighed and you almost broke down. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to fall for you, I didn't want to. I tried so hard to be faithful, but I've never felt more alive than with you, and it was addicting. I couldn't stop what I had started, it was already too late and I didn't know how to stop. I'm sorry."

"Stop apologizing, please." He winced and turned his back to you.

“I know it’s selfish, and I feel like I’m only good at that but, I love you too much to forget you. Tell me you don’t love me and I’ll leave you alone. No call, no text. I’ll leave San Diego if you asked me to.” You stood up and grabbed his hand in yours to catch his attention. He turned back to you and crossed your gaze, just like that first night. That night you knew problems would come in your way when he first introduced himself and you felt yourself falling for him. “You’re badly hurt, you should stay here tonight. I don’t want you to go back to that bastard." You tried to smile at him but he only groaned and left the room to go to his bedroom. Your smile fell back and you looked around yourself. You remember you would sit on the couch watching a football game and Jake would be in the kitchen, making some tea before joining you and wrapping you in his arms. You’d settle on his lap and most of the time he would kiss your neck, then your shoulders and eventually rid you of your shirt and make you his on the soft cushions.

He came back a moment later with a sweater he helped you put on. You looked down at it and slightly smiled when you recognized the sweater he would always give you when you’d stay out late outside, watching the stars together. You only knew him for a couple of weeks but it felt like you shared years of memories with him.

“You can go sleep in my bed, I’ll stay on the couch.” He started gathering the cushions to make the couch more comfortable. “No, keep your bed for yourself, I’ll take the couch.” You grabbed his arm to stop him and he pulled back abruptly. “Please don’t. Go in my room, you're already pretty much bruised, can’t have you have a backache too. Go to sleep, it’s late.”

You silently nodded and went to his room plunged in the dark. You heard him shuffle with the couch and you laid down on his bed. The sheets smelled like him. You inhaled and muffled a sob in the pillow at the scent. You laid like this for a couple of minutes before sitting up. “Jake?” You quietly called and could see his lying form on the couch by the open door. “What?” He called back. “Can you come sleep with me, please? I’m cold and not feeling so good.” You heard him groan but saw him getting up and grab his blanket before joining you in the bedroom. “If you hurt yourself because I accidently squished your hand, I'll kill you.” He mumbled as he slipped in the sheets, turning his back to you.

“I won’t.” You promised and laid back down, facing his back.

You wanted to touch him, wrap your arms around him and kiss his fears and worry away. You wanted to tell him you loved him. But you only grazed his back with your fingers, feeling the heat of his body without even touching him. You softly smiled, remembering the cold nights you spent wrapped in his arms, feeling safer than ever. You’d snuggle on his side and wait for him to wrap his arms around you, protecting you from the cold outside. Protecting you from almost everything.

“Jake?” You murmured. “What?” You thought he would be annoyed you always called for him, but his voice was calm and genuine. “Can I hold you?” You tried your best not to show your shaking voice. “You’re cold?” He asked you, slightly turning his head to look at you over his shoulder.

“No.” You said.

He shakily sighed and turned over to face you and opened his arms. You were quick to react and snuggled against his chest, already feeling safer. He wrapped you in his arms and you buried your nose in his neck as he pressed a kiss on your forehead. “Good night.” He mumbled, already falling back asleep. “I love you, Jake.” You hold him close to you, scared he might disappear during the night.

“We’ll talk tomorrow. I promise.”

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QB1 - Part 2

Pairing: Joe Burrow x Reader

Warnings: 18+ / Smut

Description: This is part 2 of QB1

A/N: I got a little long-winded with this follow-up so I'm breaking it into 2 parts. I should have part 3 up within the next few days.

Edit: Nevermind! 😋 (I removed a link to a slightly porny illustration).

Part 3 is now up : QB1 - Part 3

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February 18, 2023

You cram a few more shirts in a moving box and tape it closed, rolling your eyes as your phone chirps, thinking it's your mom again. You grab your phone, your eyes going wide when you see who the text is from.

Joe: Hey. You okay?

Your entire body reacts, your pulse jumping and your breaths coming hard and fast as you contemplate the text from Joe. It had been a week since y'all got together in Phoenix, and you were starting to think you'd never hear from him again. Starting to think you were just an easy lay for him and nothing more. I mean, sure, you could've called him but that would've seemed desperate, right?

Joe: Call me?

The question mark makes you question yourself. Does he really want me to call, you wonder, shaking your head to clear it. "Just do it," you mumble, your hands shaking a little as you hit his number.

"Hey," he answers quickly. "How are you?"

"I'm … okay. I broke up with QB2. I'm packing my shit and moving back home so …"

"Wow, really? That's great. I … ummm … do you need any help?"

"No thanks. I don't have much here except some clothes and shoes. I've already mailed a few boxes home; I just have a few more to go."

"What's your plan?"

You take a deep breath before answering. "I'm gonna move back home to my podunk hometown -- my parents are more than happy to take me back in luckily -- and I'm gonna finish my bachelor's degree. I can easily finish up in the fall semester. After that I have no fucking idea." You chew your lip as the silence stretches out before Joe speaks.

"That's great. You're making the right choice."

"Thanks."

"Listen … sounds like you'll have the spring and summer off … so … why don't you come visit me?"

"I'm gonna be getting a part-time job."

"Okay. Maybe we can work around that? I'd love to see you."

"I don't know if that's a good idea," you mutter.

"Why not?"

"I'm just …" You heave a sigh. "I don't know, Joe. I'm a little afraid of how I feel about you."

"How do you feel about me?" he asks.

"I can't stop thinking about you, and …"

"Good," he interrupts. "I feel the same way. Come visit me."

Nine days later -- after barely taking any time to unpack your boxes in your old childhood bedroom -- you're jetting toward Cincinnati, sitting in first class at Joe's insistence, sipping Champagne and wondering how your life has taken such a drastic turn. "Don't question it," you mumble, killing the rest of the bubbly as the plane starts its descent into CVG.

Thirty minutes later you're striding through the concourse then out into the cool, blustery day, quickly sliding into Joe's car as he stashes your wheelie bag in his back seat.

"Think anybody recognized you?" you ask, glancing at him as he pulls into traffic; he's wearing gray sweatpants, a light blue sweatshirt, backwards cap & sunglasses. Pretty much looking like sex-on-legs, as usual.

He flashes you a cocky grin, resting a big hand on your thigh before answering. "Maybe," he shrugs, squeezing your thigh in a way that sets off butterflies in your stomach.

"Well, hopefully nobody recognized me," you mutter.

"You ashamed to be seen with me?" Joe asks.

"No … it's just …"

"You're worried dickhead is gonna find out?"

"Yeah," you admit. "I just don't want him making trouble for you."

"He won't do shit to me," Joe snorts. "Or you," he continues, his tone turning icy.

"It's just … he's suspicious that I left him a week after you 'got me safely back to the hotel' in Phoenix. I lied and told him nothing happened between us. I told him I'd been thinking about leaving him for a long time, which is true, but I know he thinks you had a hand in it."

"Oh, I def had a hand in it." He shoots you a glance, his lips curling up in a naughty grin. "A hand, a tongue, a cock …"

"Joe!" you squeal, swatting his arm playfully while he graces you with a dirty laugh, the lusty sound sending a sizzle of heat down your spine.

"Seriously though," Joe clears his throat. "Don't worry about him, okay?"

"Okay," you agree timidly.

The sun disappears behind a large cloud and Joe slides his sunglasses off, stowing them in the center console before returning his hand to your thigh, nestling it against your crotch. "You look gorgeous," he purrs, giving you a quick up and down look before returning his gaze to the highway.

"Thanks," you whisper, swallowing hard and looking down at your outfit; you're wearing black leggings, a slinky black turtleneck (no bra), a plum colored mini trench and black knee high boots with just enough heel to make your legs and ass look amazing. Your gaze focuses on Joe's hand on your thigh as your mind wanders:

For the last several days leading up to this visit, y'all had spent a few hours a day on the phone, talking about everything from movies to music to books to food, among many other topics, happy to realize your tastes lined up very nicely. Y'all had also had a very adult conversation where you told him you got an IUD and a full STI panel, eventually exchanging info. to set the stage for unprotected sex.

You bite your lip and give a quick glance in his direction, your pulse reacting when he turns his head and gives you a naughty wink. You feel your heartbeat throbbing in your throat, in your core, the thought of having his big cock inside you with no barriers making you a little dizzy with anticipation.

You try to act somewhat normal as he pulls into his garage and hops out of the car, quickly grabbing your bag and ushering you into the house, his big hand on the small of your back feeling like an unspoken promise.

"This is really nice," you say, taking in his modern decor, mostly black, gray and white. Not a lot of frills but very attractive. Kind of like the man himself.

"Thanks," he murmurs, his gaze raking over you slowly as he walks toward you. Sex literally radiates off of this man, you think to yourself as you unbutton your mini trench and shrug it off, biting your lip as Joe's gaze immediately drops to your hard nipples poking through your slinky shirt; you slowly turn and walk toward the sofa, putting a little extra swish in your hips knowing his gaze will be drawn to your ass showcased in your tight leggings. You come to a halt just behind the black leather sofa, draping your coat over the back and smiling when you feel Joe behind you.

"I told myself I needed to have a little self-control and not pounce on you the second I got you alone, but you're making it really hard, baby girl," he groans, pushing your hair aside to press a hot kiss against the back of your neck.

"How hard?" you whisper, arching your back just enough to press your ass against his crotch, a sizzle of arousal pulsing through you as you feel his erection against your plump cheeks. His reaction ignites something deep inside you, and you bite your lip as you shamelessly grind against him, the noises he makes causing all of your pleasure points to throb. As if reading your mind, he reaches a hand around and cups your crotch, nestling a finger into your spandex-covered slit while grinding the heel of his hand against your clit.

"I don't think we're gonna make it to the bedroom," he states, sucking the sensitive skin just below your ear while using his free hand to pinch one of your nipples. "Is that okay with you?"

"Yes, sir," you whimper, your head spinning a bit at how fast he turns you around to face him; he quickly pushes your leggings and panties down to your knees, stopping when he encounters your tall boots.

"Good enough for now," he mutters, dropping to his knees while slowly licking his lips. The way he looks in that backwards cap has already got you halfway there before his talented tongue and fingers get to work. "Fuck," you breathe, bracing yourself against the top of the sofa as he licks a long stripe up your slit, using his thumbs to spread you open as he pumps his tongue in and out. He teases you for a bit before sliding a finger deep inside. "So tight," he murmurs as he adds a second finger, fluttering his tongue over your clit before sucking it into his mouth, his icy-hot gaze locked on yours as you start to lose control.

"I'm close," you whine, leaning more of your weight against the sofa as your legs start to tremble. He expertly curls his fingers inside you, hitting your sweet spot while devouring your clit in a way that draws a throaty moan from your lips, your entire body convulsing as your climax hits.

After several heartbeats, you eventually draw enough air to speak. "My God," you pant, shaking your head in awe. "You are really fucking good at that."

"Thanks," he purrs. "I've been fantasizing about it since Phoenix.

"Me too," you whisper, biting your lip at the feral look in his eyes.

When your core finally stops squeezing his fingers, he slides them out and lifts them to his mouth, sucking them clean. "I've been fantasizing about something else too," he states, unzipping your boots and pulling them off before sliding off your leggings, panties and socks. He stands up and pulls his hat and sweatshirt off, a fringe of tousled curls tumbling onto his forehead as he steps forward and grabs you around the waist; you gasp as he easily picks you up and sets you on the back of the oversized sofa, your legs instinctively wrapping around his waist as his mouth captures yours.

Heat rushes through you as his tongue slides between your lips; you suck it into your mouth, moaning at the taste of your own arousal. "You taste so fucking good, don't you?" he growls, swirling his hot tongue around yours as you hum your approval, every nerve in your body throbbing at the lust in his tone.

"Hold on tight to me for a second," he says, waiting on you to grab his shoulders before releasing his hold on you, quickly shoving his sweatpants and underwear down to mid-thigh before wrapping one arm around you again.

"Not sure I can balance up here," you whisper, feeling like you're one false move away from a Humpty Dumpty moment, but all coherent thoughts vanish as he slides the tip of his erection through your slick folds, gathering wetness before pushing just inside.

"You don't need to balance; I've got you." He slowly inches his hard length inside you, his eyelids fluttering closed at the delicious friction. "Feel so good, baby," he groans, "so hot and wet for me."

You know exactly what he's thinking because you're thinking it too -- it's the first time he's fucked you raw, and the reality of the sensation is even better than the fantasy; he's thicker and longer than QB2 with prominent veins that tickle your walls with each thrust.

You gasp as he drops his mouth down onto a hard nipple, licking and sucking through the slinky fabric of your shirt. "Lose your shirt for me," he orders, immediately latching onto a bare nipple when you do his bidding. He moves back and forth between your sensitive peaks, driving you crazy with his lips and tongue while taking your breath away with slow, deep thrusts. QB2 would never do this, you think to yourself. Anything less than a D cup wasn't worth his attention according to him.

Joe switches his angle a bit and picks up his pace, rolling his hips forward with smooth, steady strokes, his eyes locked on the sensual display between your thighs. You're mesmerized by the look on his face as he watches his glistening cock slide in and out of your slick heat. You whimper at the intensity of the moment and his gaze immediately captures yours. "I'm close," he groans, thrusting harder while reaching a hand down to play with your clit. "Me too," you breathe, digging your fingers into his muscular arms, making a noise between a moan and a scream when he pinches your clit and buries his cock deep inside you. Your vision goes hazy as your climax hits; Joe gives a few more thrusts before following you over the edge, the hot spurts of his release making your walls clench harder before finally tapering off.

After a minute of mutual heavy breathing, you squirm a little and Joe lifts you off the sofa and sets you back on your feet, keeping his hands firmly on your waist as you smile up at him. "I hope you didn't hurt your back or pull a muscle holding me up like that. I'm not exactly skinny."

"You're luscious," he purrs. "Absolutely mouthwatering," he continues, yanking his undies and sweatpants up before quickly grabbing his sweatshirt to clean you up.

You give him a wry look as he tosses the sweatshirt back on the floor. "Well, at least the sofa was supporting some of my weight, so that's prob why it didn't seem so bad."

"Woman, you're crazy as hell if you think you weigh a lot." He gives you a devilish grin before grabbing you; you squeal as he picks you up bridal-style and lifts you up and down like he's doing bicep curls.

"Put me down before you hurt yourself," you giggle, laughing even harder when he turns and walks to the stairs, easily taking them two at a time while you squeeze your eyes closed and hold on tight. He strides into the master bedroom and eases you down onto the king-sized bed, stretching his long length out beside you. "Okay, I get it. You're strong as hell," you laugh. "I'll never question you again."

"Yes, I'm strong, but you don't weigh very much."

You grimace and break eye contact. "I've spent a lot of time being told I'm chunky with boobs that are too small for my body. It'll take a while to get over that."

"Do you ever wonder why he said those things?" Joe pushes up onto an elbow and looks down at you. "Like, if he really believed all of that shit then why didn't he just break up with you?" You shrug as he continues. "I'll tell you why. -- He said those things to destroy your self-esteem, so you wouldn't realize you're WAY too fucking good for him and leave his ass in the dust."

The earnestness in his expression makes you tear up as he forges ahead. "You're exquisitely beautiful, okay? Like, drop dead sexy. You're all I've been able to think about since that night in Phoenix." A tear rolls down your cheek and he quickly wipes it away. "Please don't shed any more tears over that asshole," he whispers, wiping another tear as it falls. "They're actually happy tears," you sigh, smiling when his eyebrows fly up. "Oh, well by all means keep crying," he states, laughing before pulling you into a tight hug.

You lie like that for several minutes until your stomach growls loudly. "Oops," you giggle, more than a little embarrassed. "I was kind of nervous this morning so I didn't eat much breakfast."

He hops off the bed. "I promised you a home-cooked dinner when you got here, and instead I ravished you the second you stepped through the door and then made you cry. Pretty shitty hosting on my part." You smile at the twinkle in his pretty eyes as he looks down at you. "I've thoroughly enjoyed your hosting so far, Mr. Burrow. Ten out of ten would def recommend."

"Glad to hear it," he winks. "Listen, I'm gonna run downstairs and grab your stuff and bring it up here, then I'll take a quick shower and go start dinner. You wanna just rest for a bit?"

"I think I'll take a bubble bath. I brought my fav bubbles. Then I'll help you with dinner."

"Absolutely not. You just relax in the tub."

Before you can protest, he's striding out the door. You ease off the bed and walk into the bathroom, smiling at your reflection in the large mirror. Well fucked, you think to yourself. That's how I look. You notice the master bath has a large jacuzzi tub and a separate large shower. "Fancy," you whisper, smiling when Joe breezes into the bathroom carrying your clothes, boots, wheelie bag and a large goblet of red wine. "Pinot noir," he says, swirling the glass before handing it to you. "Not too dry, not too sweet. That's what you like, right?"

"Yes, sir," you say, taking a hearty swig while maintaining eye contact. "Mmmm," you moan, sucking your full bottom lip before giving him a faux-innocent smile.

He raises an eyebrow before leaning down to press his lips against your ear. "I intend to fuck you all night, but I'm gonna feed you dinner first." He nips your earlobe just enough to make you gasp. "Does that sound good to you?"

"Yes, sir," you repeat, a little more breathless than before.

"Good," he states, squeezing your ass as he walks to the tub and turns on the faucet. "Check the temp real quick then grab your bubbles," he orders, stopping in his tracks when he notices the look on your face. "Am I being too bossy?"

"No," you murmur, taking another sip of wine. "You're taking charge. I like it."

He gives you a sultry smile. "Glad to hear it." He turns the shower on to heat up, quickly stripping his sweatpants and undies off before stepping in. You grab your bubbles and pour some under the running faucet, surreptitiously glancing at Joe as he lathers up. Thank God for clear shower enclosures, you think to yourself, turning the tub faucet off before easing into the frothy, fragrant bath.

You watch through half-mast eyelids as Joe hops out of the shower and grabs a towel, his muscles flexing as he quickly dries off. His body is a fucking work of art, you think to yourself, holding your breath as he approaches you in all of his naked glory.

"You want the jacuzzi jets on?" he asks, looming over you in a way that puts his impressive goods on display. "Yeah," you breathe, giggling when he hits the button to fire up the jacuzzi. "That tickles," you squeak, shifting your body until you hit a good position. "Ohhhh, yeah that's nice," you moan, smiling when Joe leans down to give you a kiss.

"Later on we're gonna have a lot of fun in this tub," he promises, giving you another quick kiss before pulling on a pair of slinky black track pants -- no undies -- and a purple long-sleeve tee. "Just relax for now. I'm gonna go fire up the grill," he says, giving you a wink before striding out the door.

He pops back in a few minutes later with a small bowl. "Roasted cashews," he says, setting them on the edge of the tub. "Thanks. My favs," you smile, immediately popping one in your mouth. "I know," he grins, looking super proud of himself before breezing back out of the bathroom.

"That man is better than therapy," you whisper to yourself, tossing a few nuts in your mouth as you sink farther down in the frothy bubbles.

About thirty minutes later you walk downstairs, feeling relaxed and refreshed in a pair of slinky black lounge pants with matching long-sleeve top (no bra).

Joe gives you a smile as he walks in from the back patio. "The steaks need a few more minutes. They're kind of thick," he continues, quickly washing and drying his hands.

"Good, I prefer thick meat," you purr, giving a pointed look at his crotch before recapturing his gaze. His mouth drops open a little before he takes two long strides and leans down for a kiss. "Hold that thought," he whispers against your wine-red lips. "I might burn the steaks if you keep giving me dirty thoughts."

"Sorry," you giggle, shaking your head at your OTT antics. "Something about you makes me feel like a rabid sex kitten, but I'll try and tone it down until after dinner."

"I love your rabid sex kitten ways," he laughs, opening the fridge to pull out a bag of salad. "I need to toss the salad real quick before I bring the steaks in."

"Let me toss your salad," you tease, giving him a filthy wink and sucking your lip in a fully obscene way.

His mouth drops open as you cackle with laughter. "Sorry!" you chortle. "I promise I'll behave."

"Just until after dinner, right?"

"Yeah," you agree, taking a deep breath before finishing off your goblet of wine. "I've only had one glass of wine and I'm acting up," you sigh, grinning when he grabs the bottle of Pinot and pours you another goblet full, giving you a wink before heading outside to grab the steaks off the grill.

Several minutes later you're sitting at the dining table while Joe serves the food. "Grilled steaks, loaded baked potatoes, Caesar salad and garlic bread."

You smile at him as he rattles off the menu. "All of my favs," you say, moaning in delight as you chew a bite of steak. "This is the best steak I've ever had. My dad is gonna be so jealous when he finds out you grill a better steak than him."

"Might wanna keep that to yourself," he laughs, taking a sip of wine before continuing. "Tell me about your parents."

Y'all spend the next couple of hours exchanging stories about your parents and your hometowns, eventually moving into the living room to sit on the sofa in front of the fire Joe built in the fireplace. You take a sip of wine and -- to your horror -- accidentally blurt out a thought that flashes into your mind. "QB2 looked down his nose at my parents. He thought he was so much better than them since he has a proper university degree and they don't."

"Well, he's a pretentious prick so who cares what he thinks?" Joe snorts, throwing another log on the fire before rejoining you on the sofa.

"Sorry I mentioned him," you mutter, your eyes going wide when Joe leans forward and gives you a quick kiss. "Don't apologize," he breathes against your lips, giving you another kiss before leaning back. "It's gonna take time for you to process that shitshow of a relationship. It's best to just lay it all out there so we can work through it together."

"You're too good to be true. QB2 got jealous as hell anytime I mentioned another man, no matter how innocently."

"Small dick energy," Joe quips, giving you a knowing smile. "Now … really tell me about your parents. The truth, not the glossy version you've curated for pretentious small dick pricks." He raises an eyebrow. "That kinda sounds like the title of a dirty Dr. Seuss book."

You laugh as Joe pours a bit more wine in your glass before pouring the rest of the ruby-red liquid into his goblet. "Well … my dad went to trade school to be a mechanic; he can fix literally anything -- cars, trucks, lawnmowers, washing machines, the space shuttle." Joe chuckles along with you as you continue. "My mom did a two year degree at community college, basically learning how to help my dad keep his books and do invoicing and stuff like that." You take a sip of wine and stare into the fire. "They've made a good life for themselves, nothing fancy but they own their house and cars outright, have a nice amount saved up for retirement and don't have any credit card debt." You shrug. "Pretty much the American dream in this economy."

"Damn right," Joe agrees. "They sound amazing."

"They are." You heave a sigh before continuing. "Being an only child I felt a lot of pressure, mostly self-inflicted, to be perfect and do things the way they wanted." You shrug. "They both really wanted me to go to university. They started a fund before I was even born, so by the time I graduated high school I didn't have to take out loans or rely on scholarships." You blink back tears as you continue. "And I really loved university; I was really good at it, too, knocking on a 4.0 when QB2 convinced me to drop out. They did all of that for me and I basically spit in their face by dropping out a semester short of getting my degree."

"Listen," Joe states, setting both of your wine glasses on the coffee table before scooting closer to you. "Think of it like this … you sat on the sideline for a couple of years, but BOOM, coach just called your number and you're back on the field like you never missed a beat. You just gotta get back in there and handle business."

"We talking about football or university?" you chuckle.

"Both. I know what it feels like to sit on the sideline for a few years. I got a second chance and I never looked back. You can do the same."

He pulls you into a tight hug as you sniff back tears. "When this whole NFL quarterback thing ends, you should be a coach or a motivational speaker," you sigh. "You're really good at it."

"Thanks," he murmurs, laying you back on the sofa while kissing a hot trail up your sensitive neck. "Let me show you what else I'm really good at."

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He Comforts You - Luca 💛

Luca Kaneshiro x GN!Reader

✦ — Written by Mod I ✨. Beta Read and Edited by Mod S 👿.

✧ — Comfort & Care Masterlist | 💛 You comfort him

✦ — Contains: Established relationship, fluff, & comfort

✧ — Word count: 481 | Ao3

Snippets of time showing how you and your partner care for each other.

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You let out a sigh as you finally reach the front door. You’d gotten off work much later than you intended, and then halfway home you suddenly remembered Luca had asked if you could pick up a few things from the grocery store for dinner. Shifting the bags around in your arms to dig out your keys from your pockets, before trying to unlock the door. Yet, before you can fully unlock it, the knob suddenly turns under your hand and the door is yanked open. “Your back!” The briefest flash of yellow before a large body darts past the door and sweeps you off your feet.

It takes you a moment to register the fact that you're suddenly held up in your boyfriend’s strong arms, “Whoa–Luca!!” As tired as you are, you can’t help laughing affectionately as he spins the pair of you around a few times. When he does finally return your feet to the ground, he has to help steady you as you start to stumble.

“Babe! I’ve missed you!” He starts to take the grocery bags off of you. “Oh! You got everything, thank you!”

“It’s no problem, love. Sorry, I’m so late though.” You let out another tired sigh as the weight of the grocery bags finally leaves you. “I would have told you I was gonna be late if I had known.” Luca immediately shakes his head.

“No, it’s okay! That’s not your fault.” His head tips to the side with a soft smile on his face. “I’m just happy you're home now, ya know?” As he takes in your tired form, an idea hits him, eyes lighting up. “Oh! Wait here!” The mafia boss quickly turns on his heels and rushes the groceries inside and presumably to the kitchen. You don’t have time to ponder what he’s thinking before he’s once more in front of you. “Arms up!” You’re already following his order before your mind can process what's happening and then you're suddenly in his arms once more.

“Ah–” You can feel your face heat up as he cradles you in his arms before turning and carrying you inside the house. “L–Luca, I can walk just fine.”

“I know!” He replies immediately. “But I wanted to do something for you! You’ve had a long day, right? Lemme help a little, okay?” You can only respond with an embarrassed yet affectionate huff. It’s not long before he reaches the couch and sets you down as carefully as he can. “Okay! You rest here, I'm gonna start on dinner!” Before he reaches the kitchen, he suddenly freezes before turning and rushing back to your side. There’s a question on your lips that dies before it can form as his lips press against yours. “I appreciate you, babe.”

“I appreciate you too.” The sun pales in comparison to the smile that lights his face.

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Just Us | Choi Yeonjun One Shot

Summary: Yeonjun wants you to notice him but you think you're just his Noona Pairing: Noona reader x Yeonjun f2l Word Count: 3.7k Warnings: No real warnings just cute needy flirty Yeonjun. a/n: Okay I'm so so sorry to my adorable anon that sent me this request a few weeks ago. Life has gotten hectic but I made this one a little longer as an apology :( I hope you like it! Also barely edited but I just wanted to get it out asap!

"Y/n, come over here, I want to show you something" Yeonjun says, calling out my name from across the room. We're at our friend's house just wasting the day away today, trying to stay out of the cold. "What's up?" I ask, sitting down next to him on the couch and looking at his phone screen. "There's a big winter festival coming up a couple towns over, look they have ice skating and holiday foods and even some vendors selling some of the cute figurines you like" he says flipping through the post and pointing out every little thing, hoping to entice me. 

"Oh wow that looks so cute! Hey guys look, Yeonjun found a cute festival for us to go to!" I say excited at the thought of all of us going together. "That looks so fun!" Kai says. "Let's for sure all go!" Beomgyu chimes in. "I'm down" Taehyun agrees. "Well if all of you are going I guess I've gotta come too" Soobin laughs. "Oh, um yeah let's all go" Yeonjun says, looking like he's lost all the enthusiasm he had moments ago. 

"Is everything alright?" I ask turning my attention back to him, leaving the excited chatter to the rest of the guys. "Yeah, no I'm fine don't worry about it" he says giving me a sideways smile. "I think I'm gonna head out guys" he says getting up from the couch and straightening out his clothes. "Wait really?" the guys ask and I look up at him confused. "Yeah I've got a final tomorrow so I've gotta get back to studying. "Oh I forgot about that! Would you mind if we studied together?" I ask looking up at him, now having his attention. "Sure" he replies and waits for me to grab my stuff. 

"You guys gonna be okay? It's coming down really hard out there" Soobin asks taking a look outside the window, seeing how much snow has fallen since we last checked. "We'll be fine don't worry. My dorm is just down the street so it'll only take us a few minutes to get there. You're okay if we study at my place right?" I ask looking up at him. "Oh I'm more than okay with that" he responds with a mischievous glint in his eye. "Okay..." I respond dragging out the last syllable not really understanding his response. 

"We'll see you later guys" I say after Yeonjun helped me put my coat on. "Let me take your bag" he says and takes it from me. "No Yeonjun that's heavy" I say trying to get ahold of the bag full of books I had just bought before I came here, not bothering to make an extra stop to drop them off at home. "And that's exactly why I should be carrying it. But if it makes you feel any better you could hold my hand to help guide me. It'll be difficult for me to make sure your books stay dry as well as making sure to watch my step" he says taking a hold of my hand after we walk out the door. 

"How does that even make sense?" I question, not really understanding his logic. "Do you want both me and your books to fall and get all wet from the snow?" he asks tilting his head to look at me. "Well, no" I say with my brows still scrunched together in confusion. "Then just hold my hand and lead the way" he says now opting to lace our fingers together instead of just holding it. I look up questioning him yet again. "So it's easier to hold onto" he says raising a brow at me and opts to take charge and head towards my dorm room with me now trailing behind him before he slows down a bit allowing me the opportunity to fall in step with him.

"So where should we start? Have you already studied a bit or are you starting off fresh?" I ask as I clear off some extra space on my desk for him to work on. "I've been looking at it off and on but I'm good to start wherever you want" he says sitting down next to me while also scooting a bit closer. He sees how I nonverbally question his proximity and laughs a bit at my slightly stiffened posture. "I left my textbook at home so..." he says trailing off looking at me apologetically. "Well I was the one who suggested studying here so that's okay" I say now understanding his motives and scooting the book over so we can share it. 

We study for a bit and I feel his place his arm around the back of my chair but decide not to mention it this time but a few minutes later he starts to lean closer and so I finally break off my sentence to scold him. "Are you even listening to me?" I ask turning to look at him, his face looking like a deer caught in the headlights. "Of course, it's just hard to see the fine print so I wanted to scoot in a bit closer" he says now purposefully cuddling in close and resting his chin on my shoulder. 

"Yeonjun you know I hate physical touch right?" I say feeling a bit uncomfortable at the suddenly cozy atmosphere created because of him. "But you don't hate it with me right? We're best friends, plus your room is freezing" he says now shivering a bit. "Really? I was thinking it was getting pretty warm in here" I say before he turns my computer chair around and leads me over to my bed. "Let's just relax for a while. We deserve a break" he says and brings my laptop over with us so we can, what I assume is watch a movie of some sort. 

"It's barely been 45 minutes" I say standing next to the bed with my arms crossed, not amused with his distractions, but he'll hear none of it. "Come on let's watch a Christmas movie together, we haven't gotten a chance to do that yet" he whines, scrolling through the list of movies they have. "We just watched a movie with the guys like two hours ago" I say raising an eyebrow at him, thinking he should probably get check for some sort of short term memory loss. 

"Yeah but we haven't gotten the chance to do it, with just the two of us. I want to watch a movie with my best friend, what's the harm in that?" he says pleading with me and giving me those puppy dog eyes that honestly I can hardly resist sometimes. "Fine, but just one!" I say setting the ground rules "We still need to make sure to get at least an hour or two of studying in, otherwise I'll just kick you out right now. Deal?" I question holding out my hand for him to shake. "Deal" he says and takes my hand, using it to pull me onto the bed with him and wraps his arm around me when I finally settle into place. 

"What are you doing?" I say sitting up to look at him properly. "What? I'm cold" he says, now confused with my behavior. "I have more blankets" I say standing up to walk towards the basket full of them and hand him one. "That's still not warm enough" he complains, he's not usually like this I think to myself so I decide to place the back of my hand on his forehead. "What are you doing?" he says laughing at my face scrunched in concentration for a moment. "Checking to see if you have a fever, but it looks like you're fine" I say. pulling my hand away, intending to grab my thermometer. 

"Where are you going" he whines, watching me walk over to the bathroom, dragging out the last syllable. "I'm going to take your temperature just in case you're actually sick and could possibly be contagious" I say, soon returning with said thermometer. "You sai-" he starts but I place it under his tongue before he tries to continue and he automatically closes him mouth around it, preventing the possibility of making him gag. 

"Put that under your tongue" I order, hoping to get a clear reading on the first try. "I kno-" "And stop talking or we'll have to do it again" I order and he quiets at that, hoping to get back to picking out a movie for us. Once the thermometer beeps I pull it out and it shows me that he's actually a few degrees colder than the typical 98.6. I turn it towards him to show him and he looks up at me with an almost triumphant gaze, "Told you I was cold" and he again ends up pulling me in by my wrist now causing me to fall into his chest. 

"Oops, my bad" he says before I can look back up at him, losing my patience more and more. I lean back intending to scold him but get surprised at how close he is to me, feeling a sudden intimate tension growing behind his eyes. "Y/n" he says in a low tone, his eyes flickering down to my lips for a second. "F-fine let's just watch a movie" I say instantly pulling back halfway through my sentence and take that opportunity to quickly sit next to him. 

He clears his throat and I glance over and see him offering to share the blanket with me and I just end up taking it, hoping to avoid any other conflicts. "You wanna watch this one?" he ask, selecting a random one that I don't really care to comment on, hoping we can just start the movie to dissolve any weirdness that was just created. He thankfully starts it off without another word and we both keep our eyes somewhat trained on the screen though out half of it, not really saying much before he starts to comment on how cheesy the romance is. 

"Oh come on, who still uses that stupid yawn trick to just put your arm around the girl. Like..." he say but trails off as he demonstrates it, letting out an exaggerated yawn and stretches his arms out and lands one right behind me, yet again holding me close to him. "Yeah it's pretty stupid" I say and wait for him to bring his arm back over to his side but he makes no moves to do so and simply goes back to watching the movie. 

"Yeonjun?" I question trying to get his attention. "Huh?" he lets out, barely sparing me a glance "Aren't you gonna?" I question motioning to the hand he's placed lightly on my shoulder. "What? It's comfortable" he says and pays no mind to how awkward I feel. I decide to ultimately just deal with it and focus on the movie as much as possible and I soon get lost in it, not noticing the fact that I start to lean into him a bit more, subconsciously feeling more comfortable being in his embrace.

As the movie wraps up I get a little emotional seeing how the characters ended up together after all that they went through to get there and Yeonjun starts to notice my sniffles. "Hey, are you okay?" he says now leaning forward and angling his face down a little bit to try and catch my gaze.

"Yeah" I say between the sniffles that have started to get a little worse. "Come here" he says and pulls me in for an embrace that I surprisingly don't hate this time. he ends up scooting us both down a bit so we're now fully laying down and I hide my face in his chest to avoid him seeing the tears. 

"You feeling a bit better?" he questions, continuing to rub my back. The times when I'm upset are when I don't really mind being held like this, and he's been there to comfort me a few times so this is somewhat normal for us. I nod my head but refuse to bring my face back up, knowing how swollen my eyes are gonna be. "Did something happen?" he questions, hoping to know what it really was that I was crying about. "Nothing really, school has just been really stressful these days" I say while trying to steady my breathing. 

"But you're one of the smartest people I know" he says, confused as to what might be bothering me. "Really? Then why is it that I've had to take a class that I was meant to complete in freshmen year three times? Like do you know how embarrassing that is?" I say, getting frustrated with myself. "That's a really hard class though" he says trying to make me feel a bit better.

"But you're a freshman and you're doing even better than I am" I say, embarrassed that as a Junior I'm having to ask him to study with me and explain things to me that I don't understand, which is a lot. "I like helping you though" he says and I decide to sit up now, feeling too upset to try to relax anymore. 

"But you shouldn't have to, I should've gotten this down already, It's required for my major and I have to pass it this time or it could push back my graduation date and-" "Noona" he interrupts, catching me off guard at how he's almost scolded me with what is meant to be a term of respect. "I thought I told you not to call me that" I say feeling a bit breathless, knowing how much that term affects me. "I don't care, I just know that that's what get's you to shut up for a bit so let me just say this. You are incredibly smart and strong and I respect you so much, and it makes me sad seeing how much you beat yourself up about every little thing. Plus I hate it when you cry, but you always look so pretty when you do" he says tucking a strand of hair behind my ear making my breath hitch. 

"I- what?" I say somehow flustered by his simple words. "I said, you look so pretty when you cry Noona" he says now bringing a hand up to caress my face and brushes away a tear. He takes that time to glance down at my lips again and I notice how close he's already gotten to me and I take in a sharp breath as he leans in closer but he stops right before our lips can touch. "I won't do it if you don't want me to" he whispers, warm breath fanning my face almost ghosting his lips over mine. I take a second to think and he says in place and waits for my move but as I decide to lean in a bit he leans back. 

"Words Noona" he says in a deeper voice, laced with a hint of dominance that catches me off guard. "I want you to" I reply softly and he takes that as a green light and leans in to kiss me before I have the chance to change my mind. It's nothing rushed or forceful but it's a kiss that full of longing, a kiss that feels like it should've happened long ago. We lock our lips together for what feels like only moments and before I can start to move my lips against his he pulls away. I lean in, almost chasing his lips which leaves him smiling against mine. 

"What are you doing?" I whisper, confused as to why he's stopped. "Just checking to see how much you want this" he says and before I have a chance to answer he connects our lips again, now moving his against mine, still not forceful but a bit deeper, showing a touch of urgency to keep going. He lies back down but makes it a point to keep his hand on the nape of my neck, pulling me back down with him, giving me the option to pull away when I want to. 

He does however trail his hand down my waist past my hip and brings one of my thighs over helping me straddle him which I surprisingly go along with leaving me to be the one wanting to deepen the kiss, me the one full of longing, longing for him.          

 "Hey y/n come here!" Beomgyu calls over to me, wanting me to come see the different wood carvings they have but before I'm able to leave I feel Yeonjun taking hold of my hand, again lacing our fingers together. "What are you doing?" I question, clearly having shown interest in joining Beomgyu. "Stay with me I want to show you the stall with the little glass figurines I pointed out to you before" he says dragging me along down the path. I look over at Beomgyu with an apologetic smile and follow Yeonjun. 

"You could've just showed me afterwards" I say shaking my head at his almost possessive nature. "We were already over here" he says, making excuses for his behavior but I follow him none the less, not wanting to give him an opportunity to pout. Once we do reach the stall though I am blown away by all the cute glass animals. I walk further into the stall and give a shallow bow to the stall owner and go up to their table to take a closer look. 

"These are beautiful" I say looking over them, taking an interest in the koi fish, seeing although an inanimate object how much life and movement was breathed into it. I take a look at the price and see that it's a little out of my price range and place it back looking to opt for a smaller version which I do but instead of a koi I go with a fox. I bow thanking the stall keeper and soon make my way onto the next one with Yeonjun trailing behind me trying to catch up. 

"What took you so long?" I question watching him jog up to me. "I got stuck looking at some of the knives down there" he explains. "You could've stopped me so we could look together" I say tilting my head, confused by his actions. "No it's okay it looked like you had your eye on something else so I didn't want to interrupt you" I look down at the bag he's now carrying looking somewhat suspicious. "That's a pretty big box for a knife" I comment, narrowing my eyes at him, knowing he probably got me that koi fish, thinking I wouldn't notice. "It came with the supplies to clean it as well" he says and quickly grabs my hand and leads us further along to look at the other venders making a loop around until we reach the last stall, the one that Beomgyu had called me over to. 

"Took you long enough" he says, standing up from a nearby bench. "Yeonjun wanted to check out a few more stalls over there, sorry" I say before walking closer to the stall with Yeonjun just a step behind me still having a hold on my hand. "Oh" I hear Beomgyu say. "Huh?" I respond to his sudden voice of confusion. "Oh nothing I just remembered I was going to meet Taehyun by the food stalls. You guys want anything?" he asks making eye contact with the both of us. "Nah that's okay we'll go later" Yeonjun answers for the both of us which I decide to go along with. "Alright" he says making an interesting face at Yeonjun before scurrying off to meet up with Taehyun. 

"You've been acting weird with all of the guys today" I say turning to face him fully. "What do you mean?" he questions still watching Beomgyu to almost make sure that he's actually leaving. "I mean you've been trying to keep me away from them all day. I have hardly spoken a word to any of them" I say waiting for an explanation. "You wanna know why?" he says making purposeful eye contact with me to which I just nod my head and keep that same eye contact but suddenly for a different reason. He leans down a bit and brings his face closer to mine like he had done a few days ago in my room and I feel like all the air has been sucked out of my lungs. 

"Because this was supposed to be a date before you invited everyone else to come" he whispers, glancing down at my lips for only a second before bringing them back to my eyes, regaining that shared stare. "Oh..." I trail off, now realizing why he reacted the way that he did that day. "Yeah, so you're gonna stick by me Noona because I don't want you to go around flirting with them right in front of me anymore" he says now coming in closer and nudging his nose against mine, not really kissing me but close enough to be able to. "I don't flirt with them" I say scrunching my eyebrows at him in defense. 

"Sure, let's say that" he says and places a quick kiss on my lips that's gone before I can even register it, leaving me having to rush after him as he walks away so I don't get lost. "We're not dating you know" I say pouting when I reach him. "I know" he says and continues to make his way towards the food stalls. "So you can't keep kissing me like we are" I say confused as to why I should have to explain it to him then. "It's practice" he says plainly. "Practice for what?" I say even more puzzled. 

"For when I ask you to be my girlfriend" he says and runs away now really making me run after him. "Choi Yeonjun get back here" and all that can be heard is his mischievous laughter and for some reason I can't help but laugh right along with him, nervous for when that day might come. 

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19 | Don't Worry

Series: Significant

Paring: Colby Brock x Original female character

Warnings: None

Word Count: 2k

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"Oh, my god! Penelope finally made her own channel!" Penelope films her first YouTube video. "Yes, I have decided to make my own channel. I saw a few asking why not make one for fun so here you go." She laughs.

"Not gonna lie this is really weird for me to do. Normally when I talk into a camera, I'm at least with two more people and not doing it alone. So pretty much what my channel is going to be is just for fun. Some vlogs to show how my days are at home, work, or whatever. Fun Q&A's if y'all want. You guys can comment or tweet me some things you want to see on here."

"Hopefully having this channel is a good way for you guys to know me more than what you just see when I'm in a few Sam and Colby videos or TFIL videos. And hopefully, you guys enjoy this if not that's completely fine by me. It's not going to hurt my feelings in any way unless you're extremely mean for absolutely no reason. I'm looking forward to this ride for me and you guys."

"Now let's go give the news to my roommates because they have no idea I'm even doing this." She stops filming and then starts again going to Aaron's room first.

"Am I bugging you?" She pops her head into his room.

"Nope, what up?" He turns towards her.

"I'm making my very first vlog for my YouTube channel. What do you think about that?" She films him.

"People can finally see what you actually deal with 24/7." He laughs, "Also you finally joined the rest of the team. You're gonna have to join the prank wars now." He lets her know.

"Oh, hell. I forgot about that. Shit." She leaves his room and goes to Sam's. "Hey, hey, Sammy." She enters his room.

He looks at her confused, "What are you doing?" He chuckles.

"I'm starting my own YouTube channel and this is my first Vlog."

"I'm so proud of you. Look at you growing up." He cheers for her making her laugh.

"Let's go tell Colby now." They go across the hall. "Colbs!" She screams swinging his door open scaring him.

"Was that necessary?!" He throws a pillow at her.

"Yes, this is my first vlog on my channel." She smiles and he jumps up on his bed cheering.

"She's joined the dark side!"

She leaves his room finding Corey and Elton together, "Say hi for my first vlog going up on my channel!" She screams at them with Sam and Colby following her.

"What? Look at you!" Elton applauds her.

"Penelope! Penelope!" Corey chants.

"That means you can be part of the prank wars now, right? We get you and you can get back at us?" Elton brings it up as well.

"Shut up! Never mind, I'm not starting a channel." She shakes her head.

"Nope, now we can 100 percent involve you now." Colby cheers.

"Okay, well I'm ending this here now. Thank you, guys, for watching my first-ever video. You'll probably see stupid prank wars videos as soon as these idiots prank me. I'm not looking forward to that." She huffs.

"Like, comment, and subscribe!" Sam screams.

"Yeah!" They all yell.

"Again, thank you guys. I'll see you next time." She says ends the video.

"Look at her Colby. She's already a pro." Sam fake cries.

"Whatever, Sammy. Thank you guys for being happy for me." She tells them and they say of course.

She goes to her room and edits her video for a bit before she has to go do a little shoot for work. Leaving the house though, her car doesn't start so she goes back in asking for a ride and Colby is as the only free one.

"They won't mind if I'm just there right? Since I'm your ride and can just wait for you." Colby asks following the directions.

"I don't think they will mind. There's plenty of room behind to sit and watch. I've seen others that do nothing just sit around waiting for someone." She tells him.

As Penelope said they didn't really care Colby was there since he was her ride. Just as long as he say quietly they wouldn't have a problem with him.

While Penelope sat in her chair getting her hair and makeup done, Colby noticed Darwin walk in so he walked over to him.

"Ugh, if you're here she's here." Darwin sighs.

"You got my message right?" Colby crosses his arms.

"Yes, I got your stupid message. And I don't care if you guys are dating because I'm seeing someone else now. Who is way better than Penny." Colby's hands ball up into a fist and Darwin sees this, "Do it. Embarrass your girlfriend at her job."

"I'm not going to satisfy you." Colby walks off going back to Penelope, "Darwin just got here." He tells her.

"Just ignore him. For me, please." She takes his hand into hers.

"I will for you." He gives her a smile.

"Thank you." She lets go of his hand, "Now, I gotta go do my solo then we do group and we're good to go." She gets out of her chair.

As she works Colby just watched and was memorized by her and how she was a natural for the camera, "I'm entirely fucked." Colby says to himself then forces himself to look away to see another girl looking at him in a flirty way. His eyes widened a bit before looking back at Penelope.

"Darwin, who is that?" The girl walks over to him.

Darwin looks over at who Megan was talking about, "Colby, Penelope's boyfriend but when I dated her, he was just her best friend." He rolls his eyes.

"He's dating her?" She can't help but laugh, "He's too good-looking for her."

Darwin looks at her, "And I wasn't?"

"You were but you're not my type. He is." She looks back over at Colby, "You think he's the type to leave her or cheat?"

"You aren't going to get what you want Megan so give up now." Darwin goes through his phone but she walks over to Colby anyway.

"Hi, I'm Megan." She puts her hand out to Colby, who is startled by her coming over.

"Hey, I'm Colby, Penelope's boyfriend." He shakes her hand quickly.

"How did she get so lucky meeting you?" She says in a flirty tone.

"Childhood friends. Our moms are best friends." He looks at the time on his phone feeling awkward at the moment.

"So you guys are like really close?"

"Yeah, dippers to now. So our relationship is great." He smiles looking over to see Penelope still busy.

"I know you guys are like best friends as well but she can still keep secrets from you. Like did you know, she cheated on Darwin, with the guy over there, Jake. If you watch them near each other you can see they have a secret thing. I'm just trying to warn you."

Colby can't help but laugh at her, "Thanks but I'm good. We're good because you're making up lies at the moment. One; she tells me everything because we're best friends first. Two; Jake is gay because I follow him on Instagram so I know he has a boyfriend."

Megan stood there taken back because she was used to the guy believing her and getting with her next. She just huffs walking away as Penelope comes back, "You met Megan..."

"Yeah, made up lie about you. You apparently have a secret thing with Jake." He laughs.

"Wow. Yeah, she has a repetition for going after other girls' boyfriends and normally she gets what she wants." Penelope lets him know.

"Well, she's not getting what she wants this time." Colby kisses her cheek.

"Also, I'm not needed for the group shoot so we can go home now." She lets him know as well.

"Great because Megan eyeing me makes me super uncomfortable. First thing first, I have to find the bathroom before we head out."

Penelope gives him the directions while she grabs her stuff so Megan walks over to her, "Colby is sweet. Darwin said something while you were with him."

"Again, I never cheated on him with Colby. We got together after and months after so it wasn't right away." Penelope huffs trying to plead her case.

"I honestly don't see what he sees in you. You're way out of his league." Megan eyes her up and down before leaving her.

"I heard we're apparently a secret thing." Jake joins Penelope's side, "Freddie thinks that's funny."

"Yeah, she's trying to get what she wants."

"Are you even a little nervous she could? You two aren't really so..." He whispers the last part because he has known about the act since she told him.

"I know Colby's type and she doesn't fit it, trust me. Plus he hates mean girls. Especially if they're mean to me. Junior year he stood up his date to homecoming because she said shit about me." Penelope giggles thinking back, "It was funny the next day at school."

"Well, I wish you guys luck with her." Jake goes to his shoot as his name is called.

Walking towards the bathroom area, Penelope sees Megan with her back against the wall kissing Colby with her arms around his neck and his hands on the wall, "Huh." Penelope speaks up so Megan lets go smirking while Colby was speechless.

He was just coming out of the bathroom when Megan popped up out of nowhere and pulled him into a kiss. Her hold on him was tight he's been trying to get her off him for like the past minute. He thought he could use the wall as support to push out of her hold but it still didn't work.

"I get what I want." Megan shoulder checks Penelope going back to the main area.

Penelope shakes her head walking out with Colby following, "I swear I have been fighting to get out of her grip, Penny. I came out and she came out of nowhere grabbing me." Colby speaks up finally as they reach his car.

"It's okay, Colby." Penelope forces a laugh, "We aren't actually dating so you don't have to worry." She gets in the car.

"No, I do because you know me. I would never kiss or get with anyone who treats you like shit. Megan is a piece of trash and kissed me forcefully." Colby doesn't start the car.

"Colby, it's fine. I know and I believe you." She gives him a smile but deep down it hurts her for some odd reason. Like he said, he was trying to get her off him but still.

The ride back to the house was silent and the only the radio was the sound. Entering the house they go in different directions and Colby goes to rant to Sam.

"Oh, what now!?" Sam asks as Colby enters his room.

"So this chick, Megan, who is a bitch by the way. Forced herself into me because I'm dating Penelope. Penelope caught her kissing me in this situation because I couldn't get out of this girl's grip. I told Penelope what happened and she told me not to worry about it. Tell me why I feel like I should worry about it?" Colby takes a seat on the bed.

"You know exactly why, Colby. I don't have to remind you."

"But still!" He leans back hitting his head on the wall.

"I think your act is really getting to you since you actually want it to be true. You felt as if you were actually kissing another girl that's not Penelope, your girlfriend. Colby, you need to tell her or get over it because you're gonna drive yourself insane." Sam tries to help his best friend.

"Why did I have to feel this way about her? You were never this bad when you liked her. Yeah, I heard you saying you were close to asking her out before Tyson."

"Oh, I was, I just knew how to control my crush on her. Thankfully you introduced me to Kat and it went away." Sam laughs.

"What?! You liked her that long? Sam!" Colby jumps up.

"I did, yes."

"How can you have liked her when I did?" Colby says making Sam point at him.

"Ha! So you did know you liked her way before the kiss!" Sam jumps up now causing Colby to glare at him.

"Oh, shut up. You already said I've always had a thing for her deep down. I just never wanted to admit it. And you're not helping me right now."

"This is for you to figure out, dude." Sam pats his back.

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[princessdimondheart]

It’s The Dog | Chapter 2 | Ghost x Dog Handler! OC

Pairing: Ghost x f! OC

Warnings: None really, language, is dog poop a warning??

Edited: No

A/N: An extra long chapter for the wait. ~3k+! I'm finally on Spring Break!! I’m not certain what to name my OC so I’m just gonna leave her nameless (for now, maybe idk). However, she is a Latina (Mex) so her name is of Hispanic origin. She's 21, and Ghost is 30-32, so... age difference. As for her rank of Sergeant, she's freshly pinned. Debating whether I should name her dog Riley…. I did in the end lol

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2.

The last mission was long and hard, but Sergeant Canis was certain that she and her dog were going to be fine after a good rest back at base. They were waiting on the other side of the huge hill again for an exfil. She had just called over her radio and was waiting a response back. Although their work was done for the time being, both she and her dog were actively searching the top of the hill for any signs of enemies that they may have missed. She glanced to her dog. He had his ears on a swivel and his nose was twitching as he tried to scent out any bad guys to bite. 

Without a doubt was Canis proud of her doggo. He’d been working extra hard this mission and rightly deserved lots of treats and pets. 

Hmm… maybe I’ll cook him up a steak-

Her train of thought was cut off by the grainy- yet somehow clear- sound of her radio going off. 

“Charlie-04, what’s your status? This is Tango-06”

“Tango-06, this is Charlie-04, requesting exfil to RTB. The LZ is clear.” Canis provided their coordinates to the pilot. 

“Received. ETA in 6 minutes.” The helicopter pilot responded. 

Not long after, the helicopter was landing nearby and blowing hot air and dust all over the place. Luckily she was wearing sunglasses and her dog had to funky goggles that sometimes made her giggle at the sight of him. Both quickly made their way into the helo and they were off back to base. But just before they could properly settle in one of the exfil crew was calling her name. 

“Sergeant Canis, sir, you have an incoming call. Permission to switch to private comms?” 

“Go ahead.” She was a bit confused. 

Who the hell’s calling me at a time like this??

Once the comm was switched it was then that she heard him. 

“Sergeant? How’s it goin’, love?”

“Well, hello there, Captain…”

This was going to be a long day for Canis, she was sure of it. 

~~~~~

Ghost was waiting next to Soap a little ways off from the tarmac, when a C-130 Hercules transport aircraft landed on the runway. It began to taxi towards their standing location. Several minutes later the plane began to unload its cargo. If he was to be honest, Simon was excited for a dog to join the team. He had always liked them when he was younger but was only ever able to admire them from afar. His father would have never allowed one in their home. 

He could hear dog barks getting closer as the crate transporting the dog was unloaded. Ghost spotted the crate and could just make out the silhouette of a German shepherd dog. His eyes moved up when he saw a figure walking up next to the crate. The person placed their hand on top of the crate and pat it a few times, most likely to calm the canine down. It didn’t seem to work.

When they got close enough, Johnny voiced his concern. 

“Is the dog good?” He was worried the dog was going to bark itself to oblivion. Even with the muzzle the dog had on, he kept barking. 

“Riley? Oh, yeah. He does this when he notices we’re not at the same base as before. He’ll get used to this base eventually, so when we comeback from missions in the future he’ll just be sleeping.” Riley? “I think he does this to freak everyone out. So are ya?”

“Freaked out? A bit, lass.” Johnny chuckled, then remembered the dog’s name. “Did you say, Riley?”

“Yeah. It was his name when I got him as a two-year old. Why?” She looked between the two men. Mohawk guy was giving a knowing look to Mr. Broody. She couldn’t bring herself to look at the skull-clad man in the eyes. His presence was intense. He didn’t acknowledge his younger teammate. 

Johnny grinned, “No particular reason. Just glad to have you and Riley on the team…”

“Oof, sorry, I forgot to introduce myself there.” She gave them her name. “But you guys can call me Canis.” 

Canis and Soap shook hands. “Name’s Johnny MacTavish but you can call me Soap since we’re the same rank.” Letting go of her hand, he gestured to Simon. “This here is Ghost. I just call him L.t.”

The lieutenant grunted in greeting before reaching out his hand for a shake. His hand was warm against her cooler fingers. They were definitely much larger than hers, but given her height, everyone’s hands were bigger than hers anyways. Canis steeled herself and looked him in the eyes. His lids drooped and she couldn’t see his pupils in the darkness, but she could see that his eyes had a softness in them yet not completely. He was still wary of her being there, all new and whatnot. Her cheeks began to warm as the stare held on. His hand was in hers for a few seconds longer than normal, and when Ghost noticed he immediately let go. His mind had wandered off like hers did. Her eyes drifted to Riley who had finally relaxed his barking during their little introduction. She didn’t see Ghost flexing his hand behind his back. 

Ghost’s own cheeks had warmed, but he shook the feeling away. “Let’s go. The Captain is waiting for us.”

He turned and led them to the building, not turning to see if they were following them or not. 

~~~~~

Once in the cargo bay of the main building, Canis clipped the leash onto Riley’s collar which clearly read: DO NOT PET; and let Riley walk out on his lead, letting him quickly do his business on a grassy area just outside, then cleaned up after him. She had trained him to go on command, which was convenient for her whenever they were on time sensitive missions. 

They walked for a short while until Ghost stopped in front of a frosted glass top door. Canis could make out that the lights were on but she couldn’t see if anyone was inside already. Ghost knocked on the wooden part of the door and waited until a muffled answer told him it was okay to enter. Upon hearing it, he opened the door and held it open for his two sergeants. Soap pat his thanks on Ghost’s shoulder, while Canis whispered her thanks. Ghost could just hear it but his hand gripping the door began to sweat. Riley took a moment to sniff the tall man. Curious. 

Captain Price was sitting behind his desk like usual. A young man closer in age to Canis was sitting across from him. Both looked over to them as they came inside the decent sized office. Extra chairs lined the far wall, which Johnny was taking the time to move them in front of the desk. 

Price called her name. “Or should I call you Canis now?” One of his thick brows twitched upwards in question. “Running with the wolves now, love?”

Canis grinned at her new Captain. “You know me, Old Man. I’m always one for having a pack.” She gave him a little wink. A short laugh escaped her blush pink lips. 

“You two know each other well?” The only person Canis did not know looked between them. Johnny also had a slightly confused look to his face. 

“Quite, Old Man and I go back since I was in the womb to be honest.” Canis looked at him. “Umm…?”

“Oh! Gaz on missions and Kyle while on base.”

“He’s like an uncle to me, Kyle.” Canis sat down. Riley and the other two doing the same. 

“Her father and I used to run missions together.” Price gave his two cents. “He’s an Army Ranger. Good man. Retired now.” The others looked at her in awe. The Army Rangers were the elite of the elite and were definitely people that any military man should inspire to be. His face turned contemplative. 

“Any reason why you’re in the Air Force and not following in your father’s footsteps?” It was a legitimate question, but it made Canis tense at the words. 

“Well, you know him, Old Man. I wanted to piss him off… He’s a better Ranger than he ever was a parent.” Price’s brows furrowed, then she mumbled off a, “Chair force my ass…” 

The situation with her father still made her upset so she said nothing more. She did not want to dampen the mood any more than it had already had. 

It was quiet for a second until Johnny broke it, asking her a simple ice breaker question. “So, your doggo know any tricks, lass?” Johnny flashed her a grin. His eyes darted to the diligently sitting German shepherd. 

“A trick, Soap?” She smiled back. 

“Yeah.”

“Salute your superior, Sergeant.” She grinned at Soap while his face flashed a look of confusion at the other three. Gaz looked equally confused but Price had a small smile on his face, and he couldn’t gauge Ghost’s reaction because of his mask. 

“Umm… the Captain?” He wasn’t sure what she meant. His fellow Sergeant shook her head and tilted it towards her four-legged partner. Riley sat perfectly still, his brown eyes staring at the man. “The dog?”

“Mmhmm.”

“Ah… okay, then.” Soap then brought his hand up in a salute and waited, but only for a moment. 

Riley lifted his large paw as high as he could and placed it in front of his eye before setting it down. A doggy salute. 

Soap blinked and yet still couldn’t believe it. Riley had saluted back at him. Captain Price had chuckled at the antics going on and Gaz let loose a “Woah!” Ghost only titled his head a bit but he was definitely amused by this. If anyone had looked closely, they would have seen the skin by his eyes crinkle just a bit. 

Riley wagged his tail and turned his head to his designated mother as if asking: “I did good right? Okay, now where’s my treat, human?”

Canis tossed him a piece of chicken she had in her pocket. Riley snapped at it mid air with a sharp snap of his jaws. She was proud of her friend. This was not something that was explicitly taught when going through handler training, but was a trick that Canis taught Riley to do as a way to boost morale on long haul missions with her previous teams. The boys had loved it so it stuck. “Good boy.”

“Wait, why does Johnny have to salute Riley? He’s his superior?” Gaz almost raised his hand to ask, his upper body moving towards her. Soap leaned closer, too. 

“Well, any MWD is a rank higher than their handler.” Canis replied, her face turned serious. “It’s like that to prevent any handler from abusing their dogs. Imagine punching your Captain… yeah, it wouldn’t go down well.”

“Well said. Now, get settled. Tomorrow we’re going to do a mini training session with all of you and with Riley. I want to see how well you perform.” Price stood from his chair. “I also want those of you who haven’t worked with a dog before to get used to them and see what they are capable of, at least in principle. You’ll get the idea once we’re out in the field.”

A chorus of ‘yes, sir’s and everyone stood up.

“Did’ya bring any special equipment with ya that we could use for tomorrow?” The Captain continued. His attention focused on Canis. 

“Equipment?” She believed she knew what he was talking about. “Yes, sir. I’ll have it prepped in the morning.”

“Good, miss.” Then he exited first. 

Canis grabbed a hold of Riley’s lead before he could wander off with the rest. Riley began sniffing everyone as they walked out the door. He sniffed the longest at the person who stayed behind. 

Ghost let his hand be sniffed by Riley. The dog was taking lots of breaths, his nose twitching with each inhale and exhale. His lips twitched when he saw Riley’s tail move side to side. It was 100% a pleasure making a dog happy. Taking Riley’s friendly posture as a queue, he pats him on the head. Riley’s butt wiggled with his tail wags, and he tried to lick Ghost’s hand even through the muzzle. 

Canis stood there and let the interaction happen with no interruption, despite the ‘DO NOT PET’ in bold on his collar. This would be the only exception. It was good for Riley to interact with the team as soon and as often as possible. It would help them trust her dog more while on a mission. She smiled at the two. It was sweet. 

Ghost looked up sensing eyes on him. His cheeks burned again. He felt a little silly forgetting that Canis was still there waiting on them. And here he was loving on her dog. A good dog, but still. He coughed lightly and with a final pat on Riley’s head, Ghost turned and left the room.

Canis shrugged and smiled knowingly once he was out of the room. Then she led Riley out as well and made their way to their designated barracks. 

~~~~~

The following morning Canis woke up early due to Riley licking her hand. His whine to be let out had her shooting out of bed. She did not want to miss his queues to be let out like before when they were first partnered together. Those were not good moments for them both. 

Canis dressed in her combat outfit sans her heavy gear load out. She attached the leash to his collar, not forgetting to grab his favorite ball- foregoing his muzzle, and led him from her room to an inner courtyard she saw in passing the night before. Now that the sun was rising, she could see that the courtyard was open with a few benches along the wall. The middle had green grass that was in need of a cut soon. The grass was wet so it must have rained in the middle of the night. There were a few bushes that appeared to have flowers on them but since it was early fall, they had begun to shrivel up and a few had already fallen. 

Canis led Riley to a corner of the yard to do his business. She didn’t want him going all over the place- and not wanting to be discourteous to others. Riley did his business and she cleaned up after him like a responsible handler would and deposited the bag in a trash bin. Then she let him loose and threw his ball to the other side of the courtyard, slowly making her way after it. Riley bolted after the ball, mouthed on it where he got it and ran back for her to throw it again. They played like this for a few minutes. 

She should have realized that he was somewhere behind her before Riley ran past her with a yip. Ghost would always be silent, under all circumstances. Canis made a quick turn to see Ghost sitting on a small bench with Riley’s ball firmly clenched in his skull-gloved hand. Riley’s backend wiggled with the intensity of his tail wagging. He barked a few times, urging Ghost to ‘throw the ball already!’ 

Ghost looked at her. A beam of sunlight passed over the courtyard, illuminating Ghost’s brown eyes into a deep honey. Their identical colored eyes locked in a way that had her taking a deep breath. She nodded her approval to him with a smile and he chucked the ball. Riley was like a bullet trying to get it. 

Canis made her way to where Ghost sat. He scooted over just enough to let her sit next to him. He was manspreading so her knee was lightly touching his thigh. Both of their legs twitched but settled against each other when neither of them said anything. Riley bounded over with his happy self, ball in mouth. He plopped the ball back into Ghost’s open hand again then took off once more when he threw it. 

“He really likes you.” Canis chuckled. “It usually takes him longer to warm up to new people on the teams we’ve joined up with.” 

“Mmm…” Ghost fiddled with a loose string on his black sweater. “I guess I have a way with dogs, then.”

He was teasing her. She looked up at his much larger frame. “Oh, Lieutenant… Riley here can turn at the drop of a single word.” 

He didn’t doubt her there. Ghost’s stomach twitched at her unknowing use of his name. He’d definitely have to get used to that. 

When Riley came back with his ball, Canis had him heel between her legs. “Watch the door, Riley.”

Riley’s ears perked up at the order and his head turned on a swivel to the door. His hackles rose and his lips curled in a silent snarl. Ghost could see that his eyes had an intensity that wasn’t there before while they were playing ball. Riley was a serious dog and he could turn so easily. 

“Release!” After a few seconds, Canis threw his ball into the air and Riley lunged at it breaking his command. He was back to his happy tail-wagging self. It amazed Ghost how easily he transitioned between his working mode and calm mode. Although, he hadn’t seen the full extent of Riley’s abilities, yet. 

Canis looked at her watch. “I should be getting our gear ready for our training session soon… I still need to feed Riley.” She went to stand then turned to Ghost, “I’ll see you later, sir. It was nice seeing you interact with Riley. We can do it again if you want?”

Ghost looked her in the eyes, “Yeah, I want to.”

She gave him a small smile then returned her attention to Riley and reattached his leash to his collar. As they walked back inside, Ghost lowered his gaze to a large paw print imprinted into the wet dirt a few feet from him. The blades of grass glowed as the sun moved higher into the sky. 

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Well I’m glad your liking my requests !! Sorry I’ve been so quiet today, I’ve been out but I’m hoping you’ve had a good day/night ! I do have a request though, as we know Dream has Patches. So do you think you could write Dreams reaction to the reader coming home with a cat that they got from the shelter, after they said they were going out just to grocery shop. -🎃

Omg your ideas are always super cool anon! <3

𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧

Pairing: cc!Dream x reader!

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I and the guys were back from San Diego and sapnap used the last things we had to make launch so it was time for grocery shopping.

I was writing what we needed so I wouldn't forget anything, and after asking George and Sapnap if they wanted me to bring them something special o anything in general I was ready to leave, not before telling Clay I was leaving.

-I'm leaving, wanna come?- I ask but as soon as I realize he's editing a video I already can tell he's not coming.

-I'm a little busy right now.- he makes me sit on his lap.-But, we can watch a movie or something, just the two of us.- I laugh and nod.

-Yeah, that sounds cool.- I lean my head to rest my head on his shoulder. I kiss his neck and stand up.

-Can you buy some food for Patches? she's almost running out.-

-Yeah, I got it.- I show him the list and he smiles.- Well, enough, I'm leaving- he brings me down for a kiss, and then I'm free.

The final thing on my list was patches of food, after I paid for everything I see across the street a shelter, it wasn't too bad just to say hello to a few buddies after all, right?. So after locking down the car, I made my way to the little shelter when I enter I see all of the dogs and cats and a few other animals, but mostly dogs and cats, and my heart broke. How people can be so mean to leave them.

-Hey- an old man and a lady come to me.-Looking to adopt some of these buddies?- she goes with a smile.

-I just came to say hello, it breaks my heart, I wish I could adopt all of them.- It's there when I realize she's holding a baby cat and I melt.

-Oh, this is molly, she's the last one, her little brothers were already adopted.-

-Oh, you're lonely?- I caress a finger through her head and she closes her head.

-Wanna take her? she's two months old.- she passes me the little kitten and I fell in love again.

Should I? would the guys be so mad if I take another cat? are patches gonna feel aside or left out? but look at this little baby.

-Well, I can give her all she might need.- I smile with the little kitten in my arms. She looked so little and warm.

-Perfect, ill bring some papers, adoption is very serious for us.- I nod and she disappears.

-You're coming home with me.- I smile at the little creature in my arms, who's already falling asleep.- You'll have a sister and amazing dads.- I smile at the thought of Sapnap and George obsessed with the kitten but patches and Clay for another side, I hope at least feel cool about it.

When I pull into the garage of the house, Sapnap it's already there to help me take the grocery inside the house. But when I leave the car and he sees the little baby in my arm he loses it.

-Omg, hello buddy- he takes the little car in his hands and I smile, I knew he was going to be okay with this. -You didn't tell me you were getting a baby home.- I smirk.

-It's not planned I was saying hi to the animal in the shelter and the lady told me she was left alone because his others brothers were already adopted. And I feel a little sad about it so I decided to bring her home, I hope Clay and patches don't kill me.- I cross my arms.

-Go tell Clay, I'll take the grocery inside.- he smiles and gives me back the little kitten. I nod and go inside the house, I walk straight to Clay's office room and when I enter he turns around. I hide the kitten in my arms, which looked like they were just crossed.

-Hey, you took forever to come back.- he pouts and I smile awkwardly.

-Yeah, I've done something.-

-What.- he already prepares for something terrible and I can tell, because when I take the kitten out to show him he relaxes.- Why?- he gets closer to me and I tell him the same story I told sapnap.- oh, poor baby- he takes the kitten in his hands and I smile capturing the image of both of them in my eyes.

-Yeah, that's what I said.- I smile and he looks at me again.

-Has a name?-

-Yeah, the lady told me she was named molly.-

-Hello Molly, want to know your sister?- he passes beside me and kisses me.- Come, let's give patches the idea you had.- he laughs and I do so.

-At least she's not alone anymore.-

-Yeah, guess you're right.-

Even tho I thought Clay wouldn't be so happy with the new kitten, I was wrong, after that he was a lovely dad with both of his girls, he would give the small kitten some milk at the respective times and would make sure patches don't feel left out.

-I guess I'm ready to have a baby - he blurts out while we were getting ready for bed.-

-But you already have two- I said not getting the point.

-No, I mean, a human baby.- he looks at me while I'm brushing my hair.

-Yes?- he nods.- well, maybe in a few years, you might be ready but I'm not, and guess who has to carry the baby for nine months?.- We both laugh and I lay down with him, patches and molly with us.

#dreamwastaken #dreamsmp #dream mcyt #dream x reader #dream x fem!reader #mcyt x reader #dream smp

[waltwhitmansbeard]

hello! a few hours from now, the epilogue of go on, claim my heart, the my fair lady sequel, is gonna be posting, so i wanted to take a minute to thank everyone who has stopped by my lil corner of the internet to read what has become my largest writing project to date. i had no idea what i was getting myself into when i first started writing mfl, especially not half a year of feverish, near-obsessive plotting and writing and rewriting this story that would not leave me alone. a lot of things fell to the wayside as i wrote mfl and gocmh, and i don't regret any of it, because i can safely say that this is the writing that i am the most proud of.

i want to thank @romeoandjulietyouwish in particular for her graciously allowing me to play in her sandbox. no one's mind works like lis's, and as i have said before, she comes up with so many fucking stellar ideas that she leaves crumbs for the rest of us, so i'm super grateful that she's so kind about letting us take those crumbs and make them our own. mfl wouldn't exist without you, lis, so thank you, thank you, thank you.

i also could not wrap this series without calling out the two best readers a girl could ask for, @ravendruid and @crispysnake. y'all are fucking unhinged, but it is the exact energy that every writer needs to keep going. i can't tell you the number of times a drabble or chapter posted that i wasn't particularly fond of that you two completely changed my opinion about. you two are the kindest, most enthusiastic, most generous readers, and i'm so lucky that you're also my friends. please continue to be absolutely batshit in my tags; it's the only thing that keeps me going.

(also @otterlycaleb made fucking ART about this shit, what the fuck what the fuck what the FUCK—)

a hopefully but probably not quick note about the future of mfl: today, like literally right now, i am in the middle of my first day of work at a brand new job, one that will require me to move my entire life halfway across the country, back to my hometown. it is big and scary and exhilarating and everything i've been hoping for, and i feel so, so lucky. this does mean that for the next little bit, while i learn a new job and pick up my shit and drive cross-country, i will probably be less able to write long or short fics, so i hope y'all don't mind me shutting up for the first time in forever. that being said, while i have absolutely no plans to write a third installment in the mfl 'verse, that doesn't mean there isn't more to say (as y'all will find out in like three and a half hours lol). i fully plan on still writing tmwiw drabbles set before, during, and after mfl/gocmh, and i will still be accepting prompts and requests for drabbles set in this 'verse until i say otherwise. mfl will always occupy an inordinate amount of my brain space, and i refuse to not share that with y'all.

additionally! starting very soon (like, maybe tomorrow? we'll see how busy i am, lol), i will be posting to ao3 the entirety of the mfl 'verse in chronological order. every chapter, one-shot, and drabble, in the order that they happened. another massive shout-out to @ravendruid for being my own personal lore-keeper on this; she read every single mfl chapter, tmwiw drabble, and one-shot to help me get this shit in order. the ao3 work will be titled i've come a long, long way (also from "my fair lady" by kaleo, are we seeing a pattern here?), and the plan is to post five chapters a day until the whole thing is up (although, again, with the moving this might get a lil wibbly wobbly). there will be some additional proofreading edits to these chapters (sometimes i can't spell!!) but nothing about the substance of these chapters will change, so this is just for people who like their stories to be told chronologically (fucking weirdos). this work will only be available on ao3, although it will be linked on my mfl masterpost.

ok, i think i am done for now. i have taken up enough of your time, in so many more ways than one. thank you again, if you read every single installment of the mfl saga or if you just read a paragraph. all of it means the world to me, and i know i never would have continued past the first chapter if i weren't part of such a wonderful, loving, generous, brilliant community. i've only been watching critical role for just over a year now, part of the fandom for even less than that, and i can't believe i haven't always had y'all in my life. please continue to love and support each other, and thank you for loving and supporting me.

#me #my fair lady

[stickytrigger69]

Hi there! I’m new to transformers too. Can I request for Ratchet with the dialogue “stop trying to help me, it’s hurting you.” She pronouns preferred but neutral ones are okay too, whichever you are more comfortable doing for the moment. Thank you! Have a nice day. ☘️

TFP Ratchet x Femme Cybertronian Reader

You prefer femme reader so that's what I'll do.

I went with TFP Ratchet for this hope it's okay.

He's working on the substitute energon formula and being a complete asshole.

Reader is an ex-con just to make it a bit spicier.

Angst.

So sorry it took eons but I hope you like it.

Edit: I'm gonna tweak this a little bit later when i have the strength to.

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Ratchet never raises his voice at you like this. He will be stern and use higher volumes if he needs to but he never "yells" at you, not like he is right now. He has been working hard for a couple of days now, trying to put the formula for a substitute energon back together in the proper order. "I already told you, I don't need nor do I want your help!", he was half-turned in your direction, one servo was on the table and the other he was waving around as he talked. "But, R-", he shook his helm and turned to fully face you, "I said NO.", he emphasized the o sound in no and drew it out the way you have heard Jack say it to Miko. "I know you don't think I can help but-", he chuckles, "No (y/n), I know you can't help.", your frown deepens, his tone condescending and intimidating in the way he stands. His imposing nature makes you uncomfortable but you won't shrink away and he knows it, "And how do you know?!", you don't really shout but say it loud enough to make a point, he only blinks at you.

"Do you really have to ask that?", thank Primus that none of the others were here, not even the children, so they wouldn't see how your face flushes. "What do you mean by that?", his expression changes from a cocky-mocking one to angry again, "You know (y/n), you know as well as I, what I meant.", more than one thought raced through your processor. "I can think of more than one reason why you should let me help. I won't bother with the "why not's" though.", you take a step closer to him. He lifts his chin at you knowing full well it would only make you angrier, he was being a total aft. Maybe it was because he hasn't refueled or recharged in several days, was the exhaustion clouding his judgment finally? He was desperate to figure this formula out, not even just for himself either, he wanted it to help the rest of the team, to help Optimus. The teams energon stores were running low and you and Ratchet gave most of your own shares to the others.

"If you were really going to be useful you'd be out there with the rest of the team.", he pointed in the direction of the ground bridge. "Right. Bumblebee caught you scheming with a 'Con.", your fist clenched, damn, you weren't even thinking about that, "I wasn't doing anything-", he puts his servos up defensively, "Right, you were just, like the humans say, asking for a cup of sugar right?", his tone sarcastic. Your optics welled with coolant, "I told Optimus that we couldn't trust you, and I was right. There is no way I will let you help 'Con, for all I know, you could just alter the formula and turn it into poison or a virus or what have you. So go find something else to do with your time and leave me alone, I don't need any help thank you very much.", he turned around to continue working on the formula. Your spark felt like it was going to explode and your faceplate was on fire, how dare he, even after the first few weeks of you having been with the team proving yourself he still wont try to see reason or even think that maybe you weren't doing anything wrong and that Bee was just being paranoid. You've helped him with other things before, even with the ground bridge and stealing energon from the mines, and yet, he doesn't want your help now? You thought that everyone was starting to grasp the fact that you are now an autobot and that you absolutely detest the decepticons. Especially Ratchet, you had hoped that as the time passed he would be able to fully trust you, even after you had spent long nights talking to him, about everything.

Ratchet was somewhat like your confidant, you could and did tell Ratchet everything and he was able to share things with you too, not a lot of course, but what he felt he could he did. "You don't understand, I was interrogating him and if Bumblebee hadn't-", no, you're not going to waste your time explaining, you've learned that overexplaining looks incriminating. "Just let me help you, you're exhausted, I know you haven't recharged in cycles and you need to refuel too.", he slams his fists into the table and spins around so fast that it makes him a bit dizzy, "I SAID NO, GO SIT OVER THERE AND STAY OUT OF MY WAY! I WONT LET YOU "HELP", BECAUSE I DONT KNOW IF YOU REALLY WANT TO!", he stomps towards you. You step back in sync with him, you're scared, your frame is similar to Arcee's, slim and small, he used it to his advantage and quickly backed you up into a wall. Fortunately you're a bit taller than Arcee but still small compared to the mechs, the top of your helm only reached the bottom of Ratchets chin. He could easily just pick you up and move you wherever he wanted to, pits, he could throw you if he so pleased. You aren't the ideal image of a decepticon, first of all, you're a femme, a rarity amongst the decepticon ranks, second of all, you're way too compassionate, Optimus had seen it, the kindness you had to hide beneath a cold and spiteful demeanor.

"You know, I had thought that you were ready to change, that you had changed. And you're right, I don't know what you were doing when you were talking to Starscream, but, that does not change the fact that you deliberately sought out another 'Con for whatever it was that you wanted," he glared down at you. He sounded hurt, "I really wanted to be able to trust you, I want you to be able to help me, but how can I?", his shoulders slouched just a tad. "I thought that you left it behind. You aren't decepticon material, not one bit, but somehow, you are. You really played me (y/n), you really did, now...please, go sit and wait somewhere.", his servos unclenched. You looked down at the floor, "I only wanted to help.", coolant dripped from your optics, you were telling the truth, you had only talked to Screamer because you needed to know if your work was destroyed or not. You're a scientist, a damn good one too, and you needed Screamer to get you your work or even some of the tools. You threatened him, you knew enough to sucessfully blackmail his scheming aft, Megatron would have his helm if he found out what you knew about Starscreamand his plans. You really only wanted to help the team, specifically Ratchet, if Starscream really could get you your work or even the tools you requested there was no telling just how much easier you could make Ratchets job.

But you knew he wouldn't listen unless Optimus was here to back you up. When Optimus listens, they all listen, they'll all have something to say for sure though, but they will listen. Until you have a chance though, you'll just have to listen to Ratchet and sit and wait somewhere. You're not allowed to leave the base no matter what, it wasn't Prime's decision to put you under such restrictions, no, it was a team vote. You just hope that they get back soon because you want the whole thing cleared up, you hate not being able to support your team the way you want. The way you need, no matter what he might think or feel, Ratchet needs your help, he needs another doctors servos, but you suppose it'll just have to wait. You make your way to a corner and sit agains the wall, when you glance back at Ratchet he's already tending to the formula, 'I will help you, whatever the cost.'

#transformers #maccadam #female reader #cybertronian reader #tfp #tfp ratchet #angst

[vannahmontannah]

Tell Me...

Coryxkenshin is Cory Williams Lyric is Sza Tahjay is JT Des is Desmond (RDC) Mark is Mark (RDC) Dean is Berlin (Berleezy)

(this is copied from Wattpad and the edited version is in my google docs lol sorry for any small typos)

REST IS ON WATTPAD @ VANNAHMONTANNAH

I was wasting away at the edge of my bed with my controller in my hand. I had stayed up all night editing that I did not have the energy for work. I was trying to go to sleep, but I couldn't. I have a 7 to 3:30 today and it's going to freaking kill me. Im running on three hours of sleep right now. Freak..

I roll out of bed to get dressed. Today was going to be so hectic. This is around the time people shopping for Christmas early. Ugh! I can't wait til blow up on YouTube soon...it's my dream.

I live alone with my dog Samson that was gifted to me by myself of course! Got him last year when I reached 5k subs. A dog is a man's best friend. I dread the morning getting ready as it's the most laziest I am at times. I just wanna stay home and edit for real. Screw this work stuff. I live in a duplex so my rent isn't as high but it's up there. I like it though..it's nice. The downstairs is my living room, dining room and kitchen. The upstairs is my room, the laundry, and the bathroom. I have another bathroom downstairs too which is good for company.

I took Samson out for a walk so he can do his business before I go to work. He's getting so big!

"Ight, man. I'll be back soon, okay?"

He barked as I waved good bye-well, see you later. He's a chill dog so I let him stay out. I hop in my black Ford and on the way to work I go.

As I'm in the car, I turn on Tell Me If You Still Care by the S.O.S Band. Me and Lyric play this song all the time while on break. It's one of our favorites. Lyric is my co-worker at work. She works in the pharmacy department.

I arrive at work and everything is...regular. I walk in and I'm greeted by my guy, Des.

"Wassup, man,"

"Just tired, that's all,"

"What you been doing?" He asked.

"I was up editing all night. Im running of three hours of sleep right now,"

"Imma pray for you," He laughed.

"Ugh! Today is gonna be a long day for real!" I said, rolling my eyes.

"Well...good luck," he said chuckling while walking away.

I walked to the back to clock in and get ready for my shift. I looked on the schedule and seen that we had the manager no one likes. My day just really got worse just by looking at his name.

"Cory!"

I looked back and saw Lyric. She welcomed me with open arms and gave me a hug. We've be friends for a few months now and everyone thinks we're dating, but we aren't. We just let them think what they think at this point.

"Good morning," I said, hugging her back.

"Good morning. You look so dead right now,"

"I was up all night editing. Got three hours of sleep,"

"You need to manage your time better, dude. What video you have now?"

"You have to wait and see"

"Ugh! I'm supposed to get the exclusive shit!"

"Well, not this time. This video is over an hour long and I'm still not done,"

"Of course! You know, if you need help, I can help you,"

"Thank you, but I am okay,"

"Just saying. Hey, what you doing after work?" She asked, drinking her water.

"Editing, duh," I said.

"Let's do something! You've been working really hard. Let's get a break,"

"What do you wanna do?"

"Let's go to our spot and swing on the ropes. Please?"

She gave me them puppy eyes with her lips poked out. I literally had no choice but to say yes.

"Okay fine. But I'm not staying for long though,"

"Ah! I knew you'd say yes. You're the absolute best," she said smiling.

Lyric has the most beautiful smile I've ever seen. Her smile makes you smile. She's so beautiful. I'm glad I met her.

"Well, it's time for me to go to work. Catch you later, okay?"

"Yeah,"

She winked at me before leaving. Sometimes she can be a flirt.

"You might as well date her at this point," Monty said.

"Me and Lyric are just friends. Really good friends,"

"You can't see that she wants you?"

"Monty, go to work,"

"I'm going to work. You better be outta here by the time Cliff comes in here. You know how he is,"

"Yeah, let me hurry up and get ready,"

I hurried to get ready for my shift and went to my assigned station. Today I was restocking the shelves in the back. Sometimes I be in the front and I'll mess with Lyric as she's doing her job. I got her in trouble a couple of times, so I try not to look her way.

I like my days chill and relaxed, not hectic and busy. All the shelves become empty, customers asking all these questions left and right, customers have attitudes with the wrong workers, they bump into you, it's a lot! I only come here for Lyric, Des and Monty. The only co-workers I actually like.

When my YouTube takes off, imma go far. Krogers will be history.

#romance #romantic #coryxkenshin #jt #sza #18+ content #berleezy #rdc

[shootsun]

Stuck in the Shadows with You

This is the next bit, but I'm not really happy with it, so I'm gonna wait to post it on ao3 for a day or two, and prob edit it differently, but here's what i've been workin on the past few days lol

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edit: I've updated it! It's not super different, but i think it runs a little smoother now tbh

I've also put it up on ao3 as well!

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When Macaque becomes awake enough to realize there’s sunlight streaming through the window and onto his face, he grumbles and turns, nuzzling deeper into his pillow.  Something shifts beneath him and he frowns, tracing his hands along his mattress. It seems different this morning, and it’s only when Wukong lets out a strangled sound that Macaque realizes his mistake.

“Fuck!” Macaque bolts up and lands on the floor, his legs still tangled with the Sage’s. He kicks free and scoots along the floor and before thinking about it, portals into a standing position a few feet away.

There’s no burn from using his magic, and he chews on his lip as he looks back over to Wukong, still struggling to untangle himself from the myriad of blankets on the couch, his ears gold and determinedly avoiding Macaque’s eyes.

“Breakfast and then talk?” He offers, shucking the final blanket into a pile to the side.

“Yeah.” Macaque clears his throat. “That sounds great.”

He follows Wukong into the kitchen and watches as Wukong throws together a smoothie (mainly peach based of course) before the golden monkey splits it into two glasses and hands him the second. He can’t help but notice the dark circles under the other’s eyes and feels a twinge of guilt.

“Thanks,” He mutters, and grabs the container of strawberries before Wukong can put it back in the fridge with the rest of the various fruits that went into their drinks.

“Please tell me you’re going to eat more than just that today.” Wukong raises an eyebrow as Macaque scowls at him.

“Are you? I’ve only seen you eat a handful of times in the last week.”

“I don’t need to eat. I’m immortal.” 

The lingering ‘And you’re not,’ is left unsaid, but it still leaves a bitter taste in Macaque’s mouth, and he has the urge to spit his mouthful of peach flavoured smoothie in Wukong’s face. He swallows with a grimace and feels his appetite wither as he thinks about telling Wukong about who he was fighting last night.

And the reason why Wukong looks like he’s about to pass out in his drink. The golden monkey might act like an idiot, but he’s not stupid, he’s bound to put two and two together soon enough; better to be the one who rips the bandage off than the one who lets it fester. 

'I don't want to do this without an easy escape.' Macaque thinks grimly to himself.

“I’ve got something I want to tell you.” He swallows the last bit of his smoothie nervously, and twists the tail end of his scarf around his fingers. “Can we talk in the living room?”

This time, Wukong trails behind him as Macaque leads them back towards the couch. The god sits down and gestures for him to start as he paces on the rug.

“Well?” Wukong asks, his voice carefully controlled.

“I tracked down a few of the demons who’ve got it out for me last night. It was those fake Taoist gods and some of their cronies.”

“That explains the ozone smell, but how did they kick your ass? Last I checked, you could at least throw a mountain.” Wukong tilts his head and gives a confused half smile.

“I’ll… get to that bit. My shadow…” Macaque hesitates before continuing, “I’ve been…draining your power.”

“Oh. Uh. Yeah.” The god almost looks uncomfortable, but he’s not…mad.

“What?” Macaque blinks in surprise.

“Is…is that it? No, ‘You betrayed me!’ ‘I trusted you, get out, never come back!’?” Macaque paces faster, keeping an eye on every movement Wukong makes, ready to bolt at a moment’s notice.

“Um…No? Besides, I already kind of…knew?” Wukong winces as the demon’s jaw drops.

“What do you mean, you ‘already knew’?!” He sputters, falling backwards on the couch.

“Listen, you’re not nearly as subtle as you think you are. You talk out loud to yourself, like, all the time. I might not have your hearing, but I’m not deaf, Macaque.” The god rolls his eyes before continuing, haunching forward with his elbows on his knees.

“And it was a little obvious? Every time your shadow would… uh. Cuddle. Afterwards, I’d be a little tired, but nothing that was too serious. That, and after last night… It was just consistent enough for me to put the pieces together.” Wukong shrugs.

“Then why aren’t you kicking me out? I’m literally draining your powers, and you’re letting me!” Macaque yells, throwing his hands in the air. 

"The last time I did that-" 

"The last time you did that, you hurt MK." Wukong growls, his eyes flashing red, and then he composes himself.

“I wanted to know why first, and I figured if I asked you outright, you wouldn’t tell me.” Wukong shrugs again, giving the black furred demon a side glance.

“I probably wouldn’t have.” Macaque sighs. He glares at his reflection in the TV in front of them, and his shadow gives a wink before melding back with his magic.

“And then, you reminded me that your shadow wasn’t you, but had his own mind of sorts. And that led me to thinking that you might not even know your shadow was draining me.” Wukong says, twisting his hands together and then unlacing his fingers over and over.  

“I didn’t know, not at first.”

“So, I’m asking now, and I want the truth, Macaque. Why is your shadow draining my power?”

“I’m not exactly self-sustaining anymore.” Macaque mutters, glaring at the floor, determinedly avoiding the other’s perceptive golden eyes.

“What does that even mean?”

“I don’t have enough energy to survive on my own dumbass.” 

“So, what?” Wukong throws his arms into the air. “You’re just gonna die? Just like that?”

“No, I’m already dying, Wukong.” He glares at the other monkey. “I’m not supposed to be in the realm of the living right now, and it’s taking everything I’ve got to stay here.”

“Stop using magic for stupid shit then! Don’t think I haven’t noticed all my silverware going missing, Macaque!” Wukong points a clawed finger in Macaque’s face, and he slaps the hands away with a growl.

“Of course, you’d focus on the silverware.” Macaque hisses and tries to stand, but Wukong grabs his arm before he can leave.

“NO, YOU IDIOT – GODS, you’re so frustrating!!!” Wukong pinches the bridge of his nose and exhales heavily, releasing Macaque slowly. 

Macaque raises an eyebrow as Wukong takes a deep breath.

“I just want you to take care of yourself.” He says softly.

“Big words from Mister ‘Oh, I’m the Monkey King, I’ll Be Fine!’. Don’t think I didn’t see you fall off that cliff the other day and then try to walk away like you didn’t have a branch sticking out of your gut.”

Wukong winces and his eyebrow twitches as he tries once more for strained diplomacy. “Hey now, I’m working on that. Can we just… can we try not to be as self-destructive, together?”

“Together? I promised the kid I wouldn’t start shit, wouldn’t try and start fights or anything, and I’ve been doing that the only way I know how – by avoiding you, because I still want to deck you in the face every time I see you.” Macaque scoffs, stepping away from the now scowling god.

“You wanna deck me?” Wukong’s face twitches and his fangs sharpen as he spits out, “The feeling’s mutual! You’re lucky MK is such a saint, he made me promise to try to get along, and the first thing you do is drape your shadow all over me and then won’t look me in the eye for the rest of the day. It just feels like you’re fucking with me.” Wukong is standing now, and the air crackles with energy.

“So, you’re fine with me stealing your magic, but not a little cuddling?” Macaque laughs cruelly, and Wukong sputters angrily.

“No! You’re missing the point!” The god curls his hands into fists and Macaque bares his teeth as he steps back.

“That sounded like the point you were trying to make, Peaches. Or you got any other grievances you’d like to dig up?”

 “You know what? Yeah, I do! You’ve caused nothing but problems for MK, and for everyone else the past couple of months – you living here has been the quietest trauma free month for everyone else.” Wukong snarls.

“You kidding me? I watched MK get launched through a brick wall yesterday; the kid still has demons, and I’m just not one of them.” Macaque scoffs, rolling his eyes as he waves his hand.

“Have you even apologized to him yet?” Distain coats Wukong's tone, and the dark furred demon can't help the irritated twitch of his eyebrow.

“Of course I have! Who do you take me for? I’m not as selfish as you are.” 

“Oh, I’m the selfish one?”

“Yeah, you are.”

“You’re in my house, eating my food, getting my protection-”

“Fat lot of good your protection has ever done me,” Macaque snarks.

“Well maybe if you weren’t being stupid and running off on your own every chance you get, you wouldn’t be getting hurt!” Wukong glares and crosses his arms with a huff.

Macaque rears back and punches Wukong, sending him flying backwards onto the couch and flipping the whole thing over with a crash before he bolts towards the front door.

Wukong growls from behind him, and then he’s being tackled to the floor with a grunt, strong arms wrapping around his waist.

“Get off of me!”

“Get your head out of your ass!”

Macaque wordlessly hisses as he tries to portal away, but Wukong just sinks through the shadows with him and out into open air.

“Quit using your magic before you die, stupid!” Wukong whacks the back of his head, and he blindly elbows behind him, hoping to catch the god in the gut.

“Like you fucking care!” He growls back, and when the golden monkey loosens his grip with a muffled ‘oof’, Macaque slips out from between his claws.

“I don’t want to fight you!” Wukong bellows as Macaque scrambles away from him.

“I’d kick your ass if you tried,” Macaque pants, holding up his fists and trying not to sway as Wukong looks at him with something too close to pity on his face.

“I don’t want to hurt you.” Wukong steps closer as the dark furred monkey steps back, keeping the same distance between them. “Just come back inside, and we can figure something out. Please.”

“Let me repeat once more, since you’re so clearly hard of hearing, ‘Like you fucking care.’” The demon taunts, summoning shadows to swirl at his feet, ignoring when a slight burning starts once more in his chest.

“I do care.” Wukong protests as he widens his stance, and raises his arms, preparing for whatever Macaque was about to throw at him.

“I don’t believe you. And if you’re gonna fight me, just get it over with already. Do what you do best, Wukong. Go right ahead and tear me apart again.” Macaque bites out, his teeth clacking with every strained word.

I didn’t.” The god shakes his head, his eyes wide as he steps back this time as Macaque presses forward, backing him to the wooden wall of his hut.

“You’re right, you shattered my skull, how careless of me to forget how you killed me.” The demon rumbles lowly. He drops his glamour, and the god pales at the scars that are grooved into his face. As Wukong shakes his head, Macaque releases the shadows, letting them chase back into their original positions, and making Wukong flinch as one skitters past his face.

“I didn’t mean to!” Wukong shouts, squeezing his eyes shut as Macaque steps forward.

“Sure, you didn’t. You just didn’t stop when I was begging you to either,” Macaque slams a fist next to Wukong’s head and the god takes a shuddering breath before shoving him away.

“Stop, just stop, just shut up, Macaque!” Wukong blindly switches their positions, throwing Macaque into the side of the hut as his hands wrapped around the other.

“S-see? There you are.” Macaque chokes out, a manic grin on his face as he digs his claws into Wukong’s forearms. “You never mean to, right?”

“Monkey King?” A voice calls out, and both Macaque and Wukong freeze as MK comes around the corner, a concerned look on his face.

“Oh. Am I…interrupting something?” MK stops, training his eyes on the roof of the hut, determinedly not making eye contact with either monkey.

“Bud! No, no, we were just…talking.” Wukong releases Macaque, and the demon rubs his throat for a moment before directing a weak grin towards MK.

“Yeah, kid. Just two old friends having a lovely chat about the past.” He throws Wukong a dirty look, which the god ignores.

“Right.” MK mutters before reaching into his pocket. “I found something which might help you out Mac.”

“Red said it was like… a battery or something? I don’t know, I wasn’t actually listening when he was explaining, but Monkey King was complaining the other day that you kept draining his energy or something? And I thought, well. I thought this might make things less…” MK hesitates, glancing between Macaque’s slightly murderous glare and Wukong’s embarrassed panic.

“Less tense?” The kid trails off weakly as Macaque stalks forward, swiping the green glowing bracelet out of his hand.

“Thanks.” The demon mummers before sinking into the shadows and reappearing on the roof in time to watch Wukong groan at his successor, grasping him ever so gently by the shoulders.

“Why did you bring it up like we talk about him during training?” Wukong whines as he shakes MK.

His successor frowns and escapes the monkey’s hold easily. “Because he’s all you talk about? Every time I’ve come over, it’s all ‘Macaque did this today’ and ‘Mac’s so annoying, you’ll never believe what he did this time’ and ‘I hate him so much, he’s got the prettiest eyes and’-”

“Hey!” MK yelps as Wukong lifts him above his head, and then MK squirms out of the god’s hold before tackling the monkey to the ground, the two of them rolling to a stop as MK laughs. Macaque can only stare at the gentle care Wukong takes to make sure MK’s head is cradled as they hit the ground.

“Are you sure you guys are, okay? It looked pretty serious when I interrupted.” MK says softly as he sits up.

Wukong winces before faking a smile, “Yeah, I just…overreacted. I’ll figure out a way to apologize.” The god looks up and makes eye contact with Macaque, and the demon huffs before falling once more through the shadows and into his dojo.

He’s not going to give Wukong a chance to find him.

Macaque looks at the bracelet clutched in his hand with interest as it twinkled merrily. “Power source indeed.”    

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Prompt: Hyde finally moves out of the Forman’s house, and how red and kitty would react

Hyde had been packing his stuff out of his room for the past several minutes. He couldn’t believe that he was moving out. The Formans were like family to him for the past few years. It still felt like yesterday that Forman offered him a place to stay and now he’s moving into his own house to be with Jackie.

He heard someone’s footsteps and saw that it was Eric. “Hey Forman. I thought you were in Chicago.” After Eric married Donna, they both went back to Chicago with Leia. Red was proud of his son for being independent but Kitty was a blubbering mess and wanted her baby boy to stay. She was already a mess when Laurie left and got married.

“My flight isn’t until a few hours. So you’re leaving?” Hyde exhaled, “Yeah. Me and Jackie found a place to live. It’s only a few blocks away.” Eric nodded slowly, “That’s great man. I’m happy for you.” Hyde nodded. Despite their moments, Eric has always been like a brother to him from the day they met. “How’s Leia?”

“Great! She actually said her first word: Star Trek.” Eric put a hand on his heart and teared up. “It was the greatest day of my life.” Hyde gave him a look that implied he didn’t believe him. Eric groaned, “Fine, her first word was mom.” Hyde shook his head, “I knew it man. Just because you named her after a Star Wars character, doesn’t mean she’s a nerd.” Eric nodded, “I actually feel a lot better now about you moving out.”

“You’re moving out?” The boys turned to see Red and Kitty standing in the basement. Eric gulped, "I'm gonna...go check on Leia right now." He scurried past his parent in a jiffy, leaving the three alone. Kitty looked sad while Red's face looked unreadable. Hyde gulped, “Yeah. Me and Jackie found a place to live. It’s close by but not in Point Place.” Red nodded, “I’m proud of you son. Takes a lot to do what you’re doing.”

Hyde nodded, “Thanks Red.” Kitty began to cry and latched onto Hyde. “My other baby boy is leaving me. All my babies will be gone. They won’t be in the house anymore.” Red began to stroke Kitty’s shoulder. Jackie then entered the basement, dragging her suitcase. “Steven?” Hyde looked at her in awe. That was the woman he was going to spend the rest of his life with. “Jackie…” Jackie came over and kissed him. “Are you ready?” Hyde looked around at his family. “Just a sec. You can head to the car.” Jackie nodded and kissed him again. She gave the Formans a hug, heading to the car.

Kitty was sobbing and held onto him. “Whenever you need me, I’ll come over. Just call me, please.” Hyde hugged her back. Kitty squeezed onto him tighter. “Mrs.Forman, I can’t breathe.” Red pat his wife on the shoulder. “Honey.” Kitty let go of him and sighed. She wiped her tears. Red looked at Hyde. “We’re proud of you Steven. Take care. You and the loud one.” Kitty nodded, “Yes, you and Jackie take care.” She said while sobbing.

Jackie nodded, “Thank you Mr and Mrs.Forman. And you can visit us anytime.” Kitty sobbed and leapt into Jackie’s arms. “Mrs.Forman…” Kitty sniffed, “I’ll miss you so much.” Jackie nodded, “Me too.” Kitty let go and Jackie headed towards Hyde. He put his arm around her and they walked off together, giving their foster parents one last look right before walking upstairs. “This is it.” Jackie stated. Hyde nodded, “Yeah doll.” He put his arm around her as they looked back at the basement entrance. They exhaled and walked out the back door.

Edit: now on AO3

#answered #t7s #that 70s show #otp: anything for you doll #otp: golden days #red x kitty #jackie x hyde #sry this took so long #I was very busy with other writing stuff and school

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Just a Digimon Adventure 2020 Post about The TaiShiro Moments

(Sub)

I love how Taichi and Koushiro are both shown to think highly of the other. Taichi even brags about how smart koushiro is sometimes, its so wholesome.

Everytime the group gets separated, the first person Taichi tries to call is almost always Koushiro.

and in the first episode Koushiro meets up with the rest of the group in the digital world, Taichi's face immediately lights up.

Like if anything happens ever, Koushiro usually addresses Taichi right away. Between Him and Tentomon, both are the ones checking in on Koushiro and making sure he's doing okay.

Specific moments from episode 36:

"but there's only 20 minutes left"

"that's more than enough"

"we won't know unless we try right?" Taichi believing in his ability.

"but--"

"there's no time left, lets go"

"alright, I'll support you!"

Then

"Let's go, koushiro!"

"R-Right!"

Then

Koushiro, you have to do this!"

"me!? No way! I can support you, but I can't--"

"koushiro"

"I leave it to you."

"Taichi-san..."

"I'm counting on you."

*kou hesitates*

"Right!"

"Go, Kosuhiro!"

AND THEN KOUSHIRO THINKING ABOUT HOW HE HAS ATLURKABUTERIMON, AND THEN SPECIFICALLY THINKS BACK TO WHAT TAICHI SAID TO HIM IN EPISODE 3 BEFORE THINKING OF EVERYONE ELSE TOO-

It was also just great to see Koushiro feeling good about his own ability- especially with this music at the end, damn.

episode 43 was funny.

They call eachother like, every episode to see how it's going.

Episode 59

So when they get that trial wrong, Taichi is taken, and [digimon] says he's gonna undergo surgery to become a digimon.

Taichi just smiles and says "Nah don't worry about me guys, I leave the rest to you Koushiro."

Then Koushiro blames himself for whats gonna happen to taichi.

And whiole all this is going on, we know taichi is worried about how the other is handling it right now, since he's under a lot of stress.

Bro koushiro looked so sad.

and then tentomon always believes in koushiro, always. which is exactly what he needs

EDIT

SO THE ENGLISH DUB JUST CAME OUT A FEW DAYS AGO AND IVE WATCHED (at least the episode with TaiShiro moments) SOME OF IT AND I HAVE MORE THINGS TO SAY

So let’s start from the top once again

(Dub)

Episode 1’s script for the most part is unchanged :)

However, there is the changes to the names.

While in the original Tai was just ‘Tai’, this time his full name is Taichi, and Tai is just a nickname. His last name though has still been changed to Kamiya instead of Yagami.

Koushiro actually does keep his Japanese name in the English dub! But this time ‘Izzy’ is also just a nickname. Of course, he retains his last name ‘Izumi’ like he did in the original English dub.

ANYWAY ANYWAY

one of my favourite bits from episode 1, is when Koushiro is showing Taichi his timeline, and Taichi goes something like:

(I actually posted the clip here)

“Well..I’m really bad at that stuff. You’re awesome, Koushiro!”

And Kou seems surprised and caught off guard by the complement, before quickly turning his attention back to his tablet in embarrassment and saying:

“Y-You can just call me Izzy—!”

And we know later in the dub, that Koushiro prefers being alone, which also suggests he doesn’t have many friends, or doesn’t go out of his way to make any. He doesn’t really like being around people. So we can guess that before Taichi, the only people that call him Izzy are his parents.

So Koushiro giving Taichi express permission to call him Izzy, especially for Koushiro, is something special and significant, even if Taichi doesn’t know this.

I will absolutely be adding onto this in the future

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